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I am not your typical American, exactly how many workers out there have masturbated at work? I think of myself as pretty normal, just a bit kinky when it comes to sex, but then I guess everyone has to rationalize their own actions. It all started out slow, and then just took off in my head. My hormones got too much say in my judgment. If you like Pizza Hut you may want to stop reading. I work the morning shift and open up the place. It is my job to make sure there is enough dough from the freezer to the walk-in cooler for the following day, and then to take the dough already thawed and begin making crusts. I worked on the job the job for months with nary a sexual thought. One Monday morning in April I awoke to my alarm as usual and felt a bit keen on rubbing off before jumping into the shower. I regularly passed up my chance at coffee and reading the morning paper when I greeted the day at attention. My DVD player has a six disc changer so my favorite was at the ready. I love this scene in ‘Semen Sippers #4’. The plot of every scene in the series goes like this: two girls get off with each other; then one leads the other to two guys, the two guys each take a girl in whatever way they desire; finally they both cum and one girl ends up swallowing it all. The devil is in the details. Sometimes one girl is a reluctant participant that gags. Sometimes the guy comes in a girl’s ass and the other has to dig it out. You just never know what twist of fate awaits each scene –unless of course you have seen the movie a hundred times. I am not sure what it is that makes a scene click with me. They are all whores, and they all put some effort into the making of the scene. Making this one my favorite was probably the looks of the reluctant girl coupled with the nastiness of the girl taking the lead. It isn’t blaringly obvious, but my close study of the scene has found the reluctant chick to be acting. She does a good job, rare, and has me begging for more. I actually watch the scene from the very beginning to end, which takes about 20-30 minutes. The girl is not acting reluctant on the level that she –is– the girl in the scene. She is acting reluctant as a porno actress in a porno scene. The difference is profound. The girl is not led to her dominator and raped, as some unwitting bitches answering a newspaper ad find themselves, rather she is there for sex, but acting like she can’t quite handle the nasty things she is being asked to do, yet eagerly wanting to if you look deep down inside her soul. The fact that she loves it, even though she pretends she doesn’t, keeps me wanting more. I normally stroke myself extra slow and let the moment build, sometimes replaying the final orgasm portion several times until the come shoots out practically of its own will, not because I furiously pounded myself to an orgasm. The ending of the scene is tremendous. Reluctance is on the couch on her back holding her legs up in the air taking it up her ass. Leader is doggie style right next to her taking it up her as. The guy doing Leader is holding the base of his prick and slides it all the way out each stroke. Leader’s ass gapes open each time, her pink outer ring completely unable to close up shop when he pulls out. The lights are bright and aimed up her ass showing the pink insides doing a milking closed motion from the second ring inside still trying to squeeze shut. Then out of the blue the guy, aiming his prick away from Leader puts a knee on the couch between the two and presents his cock inches from the lips of Reluctance. The camera zooms in and she has her mouth hanging open from having been moaning. The guy doesn’t put it in though. He wants her to take the last step and suck Leader’s pungent juices off with her own free will. Reluctance looks off screen up into his eyes and just as her focus freezes on him she opens her mouth up and with a slight grimace on her face that grows with her movement takes his head past her lips and sucks the juice off. The guy doing Reluctance was obviously watching, because at that moment he is pushed over the edge. He pulls out and moves up renting space in her recently vacated mouth with his own cock. He pulls it back out and begins fully stroking it and for the first time moans. Reluctance now opens up wider and gets the inside of her mouth coated with his sauce. She keeps her mouth open and licks his come oozing off the hole of his dick. She makes her tongue pointed and pokes at it like she is trying to shove it up him and in doing so licks some of the lube that was in her ass off the head of his cock. The scene is now spliced to a spot where Leader is on her knees waiting for the other guy to unleash. In just a few strokes he spurts. Thick gel-like torrents land on her tongue and are pulled back inside her mouth between each stroke. She holds onto his seed waiting for him to finish. As soon as he is complete, she spins around to the couch and grabs reluctance by the hair pulling her head back down to the couch. Her mouth is closed and she is still holding the earlier load in her mouth. She opens up and almost starts to gag, but overcoming it the camera can now see a small pool at the back of her throat of ejaculate mixed with a growing amount of saliva. Leader’s head rises up above Reluctance almost a foot. Leader has clearly been enjoying the fuck in her ass and can’t wait to spit the mouthful into Reluctance. She looked at Reluctance and waited for her hold her open mouth steady. Then she let her lips open enough for the liquid, full of spit bubbles mixed with the come, slide out and fill Reluctance up. Reluctance then sat up and just before swallowing it all opened her mouth to show it all sitting there. A few milliliters leaked out and landed on her breast before she snapped her mouth shut, tilted her head back and consumed the perverse mixture. Leader then jumped down and licked spillage up while also sucking the nearby nipple to make it poke out. She then leaned up to Reluctance’s face and spit what was left with a shocking spray that covered her from chin to forehead. The look on the face of Reluctance shows it was not scripted in her copy, but both guys immediately jumped down and each licked one side of her face clean only to spit it back in her mouth. She was made hornier by the guys licking her up, as her other nipple now poked out as far as the one that had been suctioned out by Leader a moment earlier. And she again showed her mouthful before finally swallowing the last drop. A couple of minutes into this showing of the movie, with my favorite portion of the scene still twenty minutes away, I realize I had forgotten to set my clock an hour ahead. I am actually going to be late for work even if I rush. I jumped up and wiped the glop of Vaseline into a towel as I head for the shower. I quickly ready myself and make off to work in less than 8 minutes. Cutting myself off in the middle of a session is a bad thing. I walk around in a half-aroused state quickly gaining an erection at the slightest wisp of a thought even remotely related to sexual pleasure. This day was no different. I open up the store 90 minutes before the next worker arrives. I wound up only 15 minutes late and was able to catch up by working faster than usual. Well into my routine I had the fateful epiphany I wish had never happened. I was cutting up the dough into portions and had to move several over to make more room to finish chopping up the entire portion that came out of the box. My thumb poked into one of the pieces as I tried to grab. It was cool yet floured and allowed my thumb to slide in and back out as if cupped by two light pillows of flesh. It felt like I stuck my finger down the crack of some girl’s sexy bubble butt covered with baby powder sliding right between the cheeks. The thought was one of many that day that brought me to a full erection, but this one was different. I had to do something about it. I was curious what it would feel like. With no one planned in for another forty minutes I stuck a blob of dough, enough for a large pizza, into the warm oven. I spread it out so it would get warm quickly. After a minute or so I pulled it out and formed it back into a ball. The dough had started to gain a crust on the outer edge so I ripped a slit down the middle and pulled open the fleshy center with the bubbles from the yeast now growing bigger. It tore open and formed a perfect pouch. I grabbed the oil and coated the inside draining the excess lube into the garbage can next to the counter. I then retreated to the bathroom on the off chance someone came in early. Leaning on the wall across from the sink behind the door, I pulled my pants to my knees releasing the straining beast. It bobbed with my heartbeat and I pushed the blob using both hands over my shaft and started pumping. I closed my eyes and thought of the girl swallowing the load. The warm doughy feeling made stronger as I twisted the dough each stroke. It covered me all the way to my balls, as with each twisting motion I made sure the lower oily flap rubbed the base of my shaven scrotum. I felt like I was using the giant pillowy breasts of a very rotund woman to masturbate with. Each stroke as I neared my release caused me to slow down. The build up was growing and I was going to vent my loins into the oiled pizza crust pocket pussy. The final strokes had me leaning my head back and moaning as my come spilled deep in the folds of the yeasty dough ball. As I finished, my first thought was to marvel at how it felt. I first felt like the jerk on American Pie that did his Mom’s apple pie on the kitchen counter, but thankfully I wasn’t going to be caught by my Dad. I peeled the dough back to look inside at the creamy mess I left. The back of the dough vagina canal had a pool of tapioca-like white gel. I had really reached down to the depths to work this load out and felt satisfied. I looked around deciding what to do with the dough. I couldn’t flush it, and I didn’t want it to be found in the garbage can in the bathroom, so I set it on the sink while I pulled up my trouser housing the now flaccid beast. After washing my hands I gathered up the dough and headed back to the kitchen. I would be able to dispose of it in the garbage there without difficulty. A dangerous thought entered my mind as I made it back to the kitchen, what if I served this dough one of the servers when she took her break. At first it was a crazy thought that I outwardly laughed at. But something sinister inside took hold of the idea. I still can’t believe all the changes that have occurred in me. The power I feel. Every female server has eaten my sperm baked into the crust of their favorite pizza, made with love, by me. I feel powerful knowing that so far over 300 loyal customers, sexy enough to catch my eye, also get a crust made from my special reserve neatly tucked in the back corner of the cooler.

***OK THIS IS THE LAST ONE. I WILL SAY IT AGIN. I FOUND THESE STORIES AND ENJOYED THEM. I THOUGHT THAT OTHERS WOULD ENJOY THEM SO ALL I DID WAS COPY AND PAST. THE PERSON WHO WROTE THEM IS danexxx. I HOPE YOU LIKE THEM AS MUCH AS I DID.*** After Karen joined the family, Sharon's sexual services were even more in demand than before. She really liked the young woman and Karen was only happy to use her every way she could think of. Sharon always had a submissive streak in her personality, but it was never explored in full before now. She was satisfied when someone took the decisions in her life, also of course in her sex life. When they were younger, Phil often dared her to try new things, things that she secretly dreamed of, but never told anyone about. He introduced her to oral and anal sex, they experimented with sex in public places and she learned to love the taste of cum. Now with all the male members of her family using her at every opportunity, she was only delighted at the addition of a new member and Karen had her own ways of treating her. Sharon stayed at their house most of time, so when her family came home, she was ready to serve them. Karen worked at a restaurant and had varied working hours, so she was often home during daytime. "Sharon" Karen called out, "where are you?" She had just entered the front door and was looking for her mother-in-law. "Karen, what a nice surprise" Sharon answered, coming down from the first floor, "I was just getting ready for the boys." She was dressed, as she knew the boys liked it, in high heels and black fishnet stockings, suspenders and nothing else. Her big tits swayed as she approached Karen, embracing her as they met, her tits pressed against the young girl. Karen fondled her breasts and admired her body, she stilled looked very sexy for a mid-aged woman, her ass still firm and her legs in fantastic shape. She let her hands explore further down and soon she was caressing the moist pussy, spreading the pussy lips and probing the pussy with a finger. Sharon was already very wet, anticipating an afternoon filled with sex when the boys came home. "You have a very tight pussy, Sharon, but I think it would look better naked. Do you want me to shave you?" she asked. "Oh yes, that would be nice. I normally only trim it, but being totally naked would be even better." "Come on then, let's go upstairs" Karen said. Sharon followed the young woman up the stairs, admiring her tanned legs and firm ass. It was summertime and she could see, Karen was wearing a G-string underneath her white shorts. She started fantasizing of undressing the young woman and serving her in every way the she could think of. The thought made her shiver with lust. When they entered the bathroom, Sharon sat on the edge of the bathtub and was ordered to spread her legs. Karen knelt between her legs and looked at the beautiful sight of Sharon's well-used pussy. First she used an electric shaver and when Sharon's pubic hair was as short as she could manage, she applied the shaving foam and started to use the razor blade. Sharon really enjoyed the feeling of her daughter-in-law using the shaver at her pussy and she could feel herself get wet. A little while later Karen was all done and she spread Sharon's pussy-lips, looking at the juices flowing from her pussy all the way down to her ass. "Wow, it really looks good when you're all naked. Seems it turns you on as well, you are all wet." "Yes, it's the way you make me feel when you use the razor. My pussy gets so sensitive." Karen moved closer and started to lick the moist pussy in front of her, spreading the lips and licking at her clit. "Oh my god, please don't stop, it feels so good," Sharon moaned. Karen licked the mature woman's pussy and soon Sharon came, bucking her hips up and down, covering the young woman's face with juices. After she settled down, she knelt in front of Karen and kissed her face, tasting her own cunt-juices. She asked if she could return the favor. Karen quickly dropped her clothes and straddled Sharon's face. She looked down at Sharon's exited face, spread her pussy lips and watched a small string of moisture dripping from her pussy. Quickly she moved her pussy over Sharon's mouth, letting it drip on her tongue. Sharon moved her tongue in circles, catching the flow of juices. Karen lowered her pussy and started to move it back and forth over her mouth. "Oh yes, lick my cunt, I'm going to cum all over your face, keep licking" Karen moaned. "Mmm, you taste so good," Sharon said between licks" I never get tired of serving you." "Well if you do a good job, maybe I'll let you lick my ass too," Karen answered. "Yes, let me lick your beautiful ass, turn around." Karen lifted her pussy, juices dripping all over her Sharon's face, and leaned forward, spreading her ass. "Come on, lick my ass, I really love to feel your tongue back there." Sharon started to move her tongue up and down the crack of Karen's ass, letting her tongue probe her hole. "Oh yeah, stick your tongue in there," Karen gasped. Sharon intensified her effort, pushing the tip of her tongue in the young woman's ass, moving her head back and forth and fucking her with it. Soon Karen's ass was moving up and down, she pushed it into the older woman's face while she grabbed her hair. "Holy shit," a voice said, "look at that. I didn't know she would do that." Karen looked up and saw Rob standing in the door, stoking his cock. Just behind him were Peter and one of his friends. Peter's friend just looked openmouthed at the sight of Rob's girlfriend getting a rim job from their mother. "Hey honey, come on over here, let me suck on that," Karen urged Rob. He quickly went over to the two women and stuck his cock in Karen's mouth. She eagerly started sucking on the erect cock, while Sharon was still eating her ass. Peter explained to his friend Chris that their mother was their slut and they could use her every way the wanted. Chris was obviously very exited at that idea and wanted to know if she would serve him as well. "Well, drop your pants and come with me," Peter said and got rid of his own clothes. They boys went over to the threesome and Peter asked Karen, if she was all done with Sharon. Karen took Peter's cock of out her mouth: "Yeah, go ahead, she can always finish me off later. Now I need to be fucked." Sharon reluctantly let go of Karen's ass and faced the two boys. She licked her lips at the sight of two erect cocks and started to fondle her tits. "You both horny?" she teased them," well come on then, let me suck your cocks." They both came closer and soon they were poking their cocks in her face. She grabbed hold of both of them and started to jerk them off. Chris was not used to this treatment, so without warning he came and plastered Sharon's face with his cum. She was taken by surprise by his early orgasm, but quickly opened her moth and directed the spurts between her lips. When he was done, his cum was dripping from her nose and she stuck her tongue out, trying to catch it. She smiled at Chris, showing him the cum in her mouth: "My my, you were really fast and so much cum. Well, it doesn't matter. You're a young man and can cum again soon, am I right?" "Yes, I normally can cum two or three time a day. Will you suck my cock also?" Without hesitation she took the still erect cock in her mouth, cum dripping from the sides of her mouth while she sucked his cock. Peter grinned at the sight: "See, I told you, she just loves to give head." Chris just nodded; he was looking down at Sharon, still not believing the sight in front of him. There was his best friends mom sucking his cock, her big tits covered with his cum, which was dripping from her face and mouth. She was still stroking Peter's cock and now took turns sucking them both, urging them to cum in her mouth. "Come on guys, which on of you can cum in my mouth first. I want to taste all you cum." Rob was now fucking Karen from behind, his big cock thrusting in and out of her dripping pussy. Her ass was glistering from the licking Sharon had done, looking very inviting. Rob withdraws from her pussy and pushed the tip of his cock at her ass. "You want to fuck my ass?" Karen asked,"Uh, I would like that." Rob pushed a little harder and soon he felt his cock entering her tight ass. God, this was good. She was so tight, but also very wet from the licking she had received before. He started to fuck her harder and soon she was moaning with lust, it felt so good to be fucked in the ass. Sharon was still busy with the younger boys cocks, they stood side by side and she stroked their cocks, only stopping when she sucked them. She even tried to have both their cocks in her mouth at the same time; it was a very hot sight to see her trying to fit them in her mouth. Soon both boys were stroking their cocks themselves, Sharon was on her knees in front of them, waiting for them to shoot their cum all over her face. "Chris, I'm going to cum," Peter moaned. "Oh yeah, me too, let's give her our sperm," Chris replied. Both boys were frantically jerking their cocks, trying to cum first. Peter thought it was just so cool having one of his friends joining him in having sex with his mom. Soon they could hold it no longer and the first spurt hit her on her forehead and soon both boys unloaded their cum on her face. The hot cum soon covered her cheeks and nose; she opened her mouth, trying to catch it as it spurts seemed to never stop. Both boys kept stroking their cocks, but eventually it ended and they used the cocks to smear it all over her face. Rob looked at his mother getting a facial; it just looked so hot. He fucked Karen's ass even faster and he soon felt the familiar sensations in his groin. "Oh fuck, I'm going to cum." "Yes, cum in my ass, let me feel your hot cum in me." He gave one final thrust and started to erupt in Karen's ass. "Oh my god," Karen screamed, "I can feel you cum in my ass, it's so hot." Rob kept fucking her, filling her ass with cum. At last he was done and he let his cock slip out of her ass. He turned around and let his cum covered cock dangle before Sharon's eyes. "Come on, clean my cock,” he ordered. She obediently opened her mouth and let the length of the glistering cock slide deep in her mouth. She licked and sucked his cock until he finally withdrew, stroking at a few times to make sure it was clean. Karen got up and with hazed eyes she looked at Sharon. "I need to be cleaned to," she said, while she approached Sharon. She reached her mother-in-law and turned around and grabbed Sharon by the hair. She pushed her cum-covered face into her ass and moaned: "Get your tongue to work. Lick my ass, lick your son's cum out of my ass." The boys stared in awe at the sight before them. Sharon was licking excitedly at Karen's ass, moving her face up and down the crack. When her tongue slipped over her puckered hole, small squirts of white cum appeared, which she quickly lapped up. When she was done, her face was covered with cum and her naked pussy was dripping. Karen stood up and she was breathing hard. One hand caressed her tits and the other probed her pussy. She lifted one of her feet and let it touch Sharon's tits. "You look like a real cum-slut, sperm all over you face. You want me to clean you?" she asked, while pushing Sharon to the floor. Sharon's eyes widened, her answer came in gasps. "If you have in mind what I think, yes, do it now" Karen stepped a little closer, she was now standing over Sharon with one leg on each side of her big tits. She shuddered while she spread her pussy-lips. "Are you ready, do you want to taste me?" she moaned. "Oh yes, let me taste your juices" Karen thrust her pussy a little forward and soon the first drops of her golden nectar fell from her, dripping on Sharon's tits. The boys couldn't believe their eyes, was their mother actually asking Karen to pee on her. Their cocks were rock hard instantly and they stroked them without taking their eyes from the scenery in front of them. The flow intensified and soon a steady stream of hot pee was hitting Sharon in the face. She opened her mouth and tasted the hot liquid. It was salty and had a slight rancid taste, but it was not unpleasant and she swallowed some. "Oh yeah, drink my pee, you slut," Karen moaned, while she moved her pussy in circles, letting it rain all over Sharon. When she was done, she quickly squatted over Sharon's mouth. She knew what she had to do and licked the waiting pussy clean. Karen stood up and looked at the boys. "Well, it sure looks as if you liked the show. If you're all ready, why don't let me help you cum all over her?" All three boys quickly knelt in a semicircle around Sharon's face, while Karen was stroking their cocks. The show had been too much for them and after a little while, they started to erupt, Karen expertly directing the spurts of cum all over Sharon's face, which was soon covered in cum again. She swallowed most of it and rubbed the rest all over her tits. A little while later Karen and the boys were sitting naked in the lounge, while Sharon was getting them something cold to drink. "You know, Rob, I thought it was very cool to have Chris sharing our slut. Maybe we could invite others as well. What do you think?" "Great idea. But why not let her be the prize for the team, if your no-good football team ever wins anything?" Karen eyes lit up: "Wow, that would be cool. Just imagine her with all the guys. I would love to see that." At that moment Sharon came into the lounge, carrying a tray with cold beers and coke's. "What would you love to, my dear?" she asked. "Oh, you'll see. You might even like it" she giggled. Later that night after Karen had left for work and Sharon had sucked them all off again, they sat in the kitchen, watching Sharon fill the dishwasher, her face still glistering with cum from the facials she just had received. "Dad, Rob came up with an interesting idea today. You know my team hasn't won a game for as long as I can remember. If we brought mom along and promised the guys they could use afterwards, if we won, maybe that would do the trick. "What a great idea. When is the next game?" "It's already on Saturday. Do you really mean it, that would be great." “? You just go along as usual, I'll bring mom around for the pep-talk." When they've gone to bed that night, Phil told her about the afternoon's conversation; she was shocked at the idea. "Do you really want me to do all these dirty things outside the house? I'm not sure about that," she said. "Sure, you'll be fine. They can keep their mouths shut; you know they are good boys." "Well, I don't know. I mean, it's one thing Peter brings home a friend, but there are at least 15 guys in the team." "Yeah, if they all turn up, that's about right. Just think of all the hard cocks and all the cum you can enjoy." "Uh, yes. I'm getting all wet just thinking about that. Please fuck me now." Phil quickly entered her and fucked her hard, all the time telling her how much she was going to enjoy being the center of attention. They soon came and she went to sleep anticipating the weekend's action. Peter came into the locker room and saw most of the players were already there. He was the team-leader and responsible for the tactics. He normally spent 15 minutes before the warm-up, explaining how he thought they should play. This Saturday it was a little special, they played against their archrivals, which they had never beaten. So his surprise was perfect timing. "Hi guys, listen. You all know whom we're playing against today. I want to win this game as much as you, but to inspire you a bit, I've arranged for a little reward, if we win." He went to the door and opened it. "Come on in, mom, meet the guys" Sharon entered the locker room and some of the guys quickly grabbed their towels and covered themselves. She wore a long coat and when she was in the room, she locked the door behind her. "Hi there. I just wanted to tell you, I'd be watching the game. If you play well and win the game, I'll be back to congratulate you." When she said that, she dropped the coat and stood almost naked in the locker room. She wore high heels and stockings, crotch-less panties and a see-through bra, which only emphasized her big tits. All the boys' just stared nobody said a word. They didn't believe their eyes, a naked woman in their locker room, a good-looking naked woman too. Sharon grabbed her coat again and left the room. All hell broke loose after she left. They all wanted to know what she meant by what she said and Peter carefully explained, what it was all about. They went out and played the game of their lives. They beat their rivals comfortably for the first time and were all shouting and screaming, when they came back to the locker room. "Ok guys, well done. Now hit the showers, your reward are waiting." They all scrambled to the showers and when they came back, Sharon was again standing in the room. "Congratulations, you've played well. Now I want to see you all lined up." The boys soon stood in one line and Sharon licked her lips at the sight. 15 nice young men, all very fit, with balls bursting with hot cum, just waiting for her. She felt a familiar sensation in her body, imagining the spurting cocks deliver their cum all over her body. She slowly walked down the line, looking at their cocks while she passed them. When she reached the end, she knelt and looked back. What a sight! There were cocks in all sizes and colors. She was looking at a row of cocks, some fully erect, others hanging in a curve from the crotch. She moved in front of the first three, taking a cock in each hand and sucking on the one in front of her. She took turns sucking all three cocks and when she was sure they were all fully erect and throbbing, she moved on to the next three. All the young men were eagerly stroking their cocks, she could see the hands moving up and down, while she was sucking on their friends. When they were all ready, she was lifted up and carried to the showers, where she was placed on a bench. The first boy lifted her legs and entered her wet pussy in one thrust, and then started to fuck her. She took one cock in each hand and started to stroke them while another lowered his cock to her lips. She eagerly started to suck on it and was rewarded with a sudden gush of cum. The boy couldn't hold back and emptied the content of his balls in Sharon's mouth. He was soon done and withdrew his glistering member. "Ok, who's next," Sharon called, her voice thick with cum, "I need more cock." The next lined up and her mouth was soon again filled with cock. The guy fucking her came and she could feel the hot cum filling her pussy. When he stepped back, the next boy quickly took his place, thrusting his cock into her cum-filled pussy. She could hear the squishing sound it made as he fucked her. She felt the cocks in her hand begin to twist and she let go of the cock in her mouth. "Come on, do it in my mouth, " she ordered the boys. The moved up to her face and she opened her mouth, just in time to receive two huge loads of cum. She could see they hadn't cum for days; it was thick and slowly dripping on her tongue. She kept in her mouth and when they were done, she let her tongue swirl it around in her mouth, playing with the sperm before she swallowed it. They took turns fucking her like that for a while; her face and tits were now glistering with their juices. One guy placed himself on the floor and she was lifted from the bench and lowered onto his cock. When she started to fuck the guy, she felt another pushing the head of his cock against her ass. She wriggled her ass and felt him slip in and soon he was fucking her hard and she enjoyed the feeling of being fucked in both holes at the same time. When she looked up, she saw five guys standing before her, stroking their hard cocks. She licked her lips and said: "Oh, that looks good, do you all have a nice load of cum for me? I want you all to cum in my face." They came closer and she played with their swollen balls, while they were jerking off in her face. Soon she felt the hot cum hitting her face; she closed her eyes and let them plaster her face, the cum were dripping from her forehead and her nose when they were done. Suddenly she felt a hard cock starting to feed the cum from her face into her mouth. She opened her eyes and saw the biggest cock she had ever seen. It was the black quarterback; he was standing in front of her cum covered face and stroked his cock. She opened her mouth and let the ivory pole slip between her lips. It was so big, she could hardly wrap her lips around it, so she licked the head and let her tongue run along the underside down to his balls, which were enormous. "Wow, you must have saved your cum for some days," said moaned. "Yeah, the coach said no playing before the game, so I haven't cum for a week." "Oh, then let me help you," Sharon said. "Well, if you don't mind, Chris has told you also like to give rim-jobs. I never tried that:" "Ok, turn around, but remember to tell me when you are ready to shoot your cum." He quickly turned around and bent over. Sharon dragged the boy closer and let her tongue probe his ass. She slipped the tip over his puckered hole and licked up and down his crack; while she let her hands play with his big cock. She could feel the boys fucking her drenched holes getting ready to cum and the cock between her hands started to twist. "Quick, I'm coming," he shouted. Sharon let go of his cock and he spun around, just in time to aim the first spurt in her face. She opened her mouth and spurt after spurt landed on her tongue, she couldn't believe how much cum he could hold. At the same time both guys fucking her filled her holes with hot cum and she came in a shuddering orgasm. At last the orgy was over and she sat exhausted on a bench, her hair was drenched with cum and it ran from her pussy and ass down her legs. Phil came with a dress for her to wear on the way home and when she slipped it over her head, it immediately clung to her cum-soaked body. "Well, how was that, you really seemed to like it." "Yes, I have never seen and tasted so much cum in my life, it was wonderful." "Ok, let's go home. There is a young lady waiting for you, she already had five beers to drink, she said she wanted to clean you up."

Our Honeymoon The day after I married the love of my life, we drove to our honeymoon destination in the Pocono’s. We chose a small honeymoon resort because we were on a tight budget. When we arrived the place looked a little run down but we could care less. Both of us couldn’t wait until we could go to our room and relax. We went to the front desk to check in and we received our complimentary fire log, bubble bath, and champagne. The clerk gave us our key and directions to our secluded cabin. We found our cabin no problem because it was the first one on the left. We went up to the cabin door and the porch seemed like it needed to be replaced. We opened the door and what we saw amazed us. It was like going back to the 1970s. There was rug on the walls which also reminded us of an Austin Powers movie. There was a heart shaped bath tub for two and a heart shaped bed. There was a heart shaped mirror above the bed as well as mirrors all around the bedroom area and also around the tub. We walked over to the heart shaped bed and both flopped down on the bed. I reached and pulled my beautiful wife closer to me. We were both very horny. Yes, we did have sex last night at the Motel 6 but the wedding was exhausting and the drive was too long. After abstaining for a month before our wedding, our orgasms last night were mind blowing and caused my wife to scream out in such great pleasure. She was so loud the people in the room next to us were banging on the walls as the waves of pleasure came over us. After that we rolled over and fell into a deep sleep. On the bed we embraced each other and entered a passionate kiss. I felt by cock wake up and start to grow. I wanted to fuck my beautiful wife. I softly caressed the side of her left breast with my right hand and she moaned in great pleasure. Our mouths were locked and our tongues played and teased each other. I felt my wife’s hand on the bulge in my pants. She rubbed my hard cock through my jeans as I slid my hand up her shirt stroking her breast through her lacy bra. I moved my hand to her leg and started working my way up her stocking covered leg under her jean skirt. She stopped kissing me and pushed me away. “Go get our stuff”, she said. Still with a bulge in my pants I went out to the car to bring in our suitcases. I came back to the room and there wife was sitting spread out on the couch just in her bra, underwear, stockings, and high heals. She was all in white and looked so pure and innocent. “I hope you like it”, she said. How can I not like it? I moved over to the couch and sitting beside her kissed he passionately on lips. She pushed me away for a moment and whispered “let’s pretend this is our first time.” I cleared my mind of every sexual experience that I ever had and continued to seduce her. I wanted to take her slow. I wanted her to lust for my touch. I slowly rubbed her side moving my hand up to her breast and quickly moving it away. I teased her several times but I kept moving closer and closer to her nipple. When I finally got to it was hard as I rubbed it lightly through the thin material in her bra. She needed to lose her bra. I reached behind and for the first time I was able to undo her bra and pull it off of her. It exposed her beautiful round breasts. I bent over and kissed her left breast and then her right. I told her how lovely they were. I kissed all around the nipple and as I finally approached the middle button lightly licked it. My wife moaned in pleasure as I alternated between kisses and licks of her nipple. Her nipples were really hard and I opened my mouth and encase her right nipple and as much of her breast as I could. Closing my mouth around her breast I sucked her while flicking my tong over her nipple. My one hand was on the side of the breast I was sucking while the other was playing games with her other nipple. My wife moaned and squirmed with pleasure as I suckled her breast. We both wanted to make this love making session prolonged. We didn’t want to get to our climaxes to quickly so I pushed her aside and sat on the couch along side of her. We continued to kiss. My wife reached down and felt my cock again through my pants. “I think we should free him”, my wife said. I sat on the couch and my wife knelt on the floor between my spread legs. She unbuckled my belt lightly teasing me as she did it. My cock craved her touch. My wife then undid my pants and pulled them down exposing my cock aimed straight at her face. She wrapped her right hand around the throbbing meat and stroked it up and down. Our eyes made contact as I was enjoying the pleasure of my wife masturbating me. She had her right hand on my cock and her left hand was rubbing her love whole through her panties. She bent over and kissed my cock. That was nothing new. She often kissed the head but what happened next surprised me. Opening her mouth she stuck out her tongue and started to lick the head. Then she licked the shaft up and down as she stroked my tool with her hand. She opened her moth and moving it down slid my cock in as far as it would go. She sucked my cock and slid her wet mouth up and down on my shaft. I couldn’t believe it; my wife was giving me a blow job. After a few minutes I couldn’t take it any more. I had to do something or I was going to explode in her mouth. I pushed her away and stood up. Not yet dear, I want to fill your love hole with my cream. We made our way over to the bed losing my cloths and her panties on the way. She laid down on the bed, spread eagle. I positioned myself between her legs as we kissed another passionate kiss. I felt my wife’s hand reaching for my cock to insert it into her love hole. I had other ideas. “Fuck me”, my wife said. I told her in due time. I made my way kissing down her body spending a little extra time at her breasts. I made my way to that special spot between her legs. Her pussy was glistening with moisture and her clit was swollen outside its shell. I kissed all around her love hole smelling the aroma of her juices. I lightly rubbed her clit and her whole body thrusted towards my fingers. She wanted to be touched. I moved my mouth again to her love spot. Extending my tongue I touched the tip to her clit. She moaned in great pleasure. I teased her love button with my tongue as I inserted a finger into her hole. I thrusted my finger in and out of her hole while licking her throbbing clit. She bucked her hips to meet my finger. She moaned loader and loader until she started to scream in orgasm. Her hips bucked up and down but I didn’t miss a second with my finger and mouth. I tried to lick up all her sweet tasting juice as the orgasms came over her. I moved my hand down to my cock. It was still as hard as a rock. I was ready. Again kissing up her body, I positioned my self between her legs. With one quick motion I slid my throbbing dick as far as it would go into her dripping wet pussy. She screamed with pleasure as another orgasm came over her. As that one subsided she concentrated on meeting my thrusts with her pussy. I felt my cock fill with come. I would have liked to lasted longer but I couldn’t stop. The final blow was I felt my wife reach another orgasm. Her vagina clamped onto my cock trying to squeeze the juices out. I pushed it in one more time and I felt it explode. I continued to thrust as every last drop of cum came out of it. I rolled of my wife exhausted. We laid on the bed cuddling looking up at the mirror on the ceiling. My wife commented how exciting it was watching me fuck her. She even jokingly said lets install one at home. She told me it was such a turn on watching us. Later that night I agreed with her after she rode me and I was able to watch every angle of her body. The rest of the honeymoon was pretty good. We did it on the bed, on the couch, in the tub, on the chair, on the floor, and even in public but I am going to save that for another story.

My girlfriend has a couple of sisters and i had my fantasies of them, but i never really got into her mother. she's a bit loud and obnoxious (like one of her daughters), but she is still very cute and has a nice body for a 50yr old. i first started fantasizing of her because i was driving her back to the house and she was in the backseat over my right shoulder. she was wearing a dress, but i guess through the ride, it kind of bunched up a bit. we arrived at the house and i turned to say goodbye, she thanked me and spread her legs to get out and i got a glimpse of her pussy. holy fuck, she had on the garter and thigh high hose, but there were no panties! i could see a strip of pubic hairs, nicely trimmed, pointing towards her pussy lips. after all her kids, it looked really hot; not much in lips, mostly just the crack. i tried not to show my surprise, but it may just me, but i swear she held that position just long enough so i could get a good look. she got out of the car and slinked up the steps, swaying her ass, was this a sign? a couple of weeks later, i was at their house while everyone was at work, they own a small business so usually no one is home in the afternoon. im in and out all the time, but no one reallly expects my presence. i heard the door open and my GF's mom came home talking on her cell. i tried not to disturb her, but she was speaking really loud and talking about how she was gonna be real "nasty and dress like a slut". apparently she was cheating on her husband with another man! i had no where to hide and she found me in the study doing my work. she hung up the phone immediately and asked me what i was doing there. i played it cool, but she was really freaking out, flustered, blurting out excuses, but i kept silent working my eyes over her body, admiring her tits and imagining under her skirt. she told me she had a "friend" but nothing more than that and pleaded for me to keep silent. "if it's just a friend, why would you have to worry about anything?". her thoughts were racing and i knew she was uncomfortable with my silent stares, my gaze was ripping at her clothing. she asked me if i had anything to say, could she trust that i hold my tongue. "i don't want to interfere with your affairs, whatever you do is your choice...." she was relieved, she let out an exhale mentioning what a good person i was. before she walked out "....oh yeah, you looked really, really sexy the other day in the car, don't wear underwear often?" she froze, sputtering, but not saying much, saying it was an accident and didn't mean for me to see her privates. "well, i think i've been involved now in your personal and physical sense....and when i get involved, i get horny, and when im horny i tend to spout off randomly." she asked what i wanted and what i wanted was to put one more notch on my belt with the whole family and the best, their mother, would be last! i pulled her towards me and propped her on the desk. her legs were apart and i could see that she had no panties on again. "you don't wear panties often do you slut?" she lowered her head in shame, i grabbed a handful of hair and ripped her to the ground, putting her face to my crotch. i had been hard the moment she came into the room, she unzipped my pants and unleashed my manhood. my cock lurched forward and hit her lip. she opened her mouth slightly to take in my girth, but i latched on to the side of her head and rammed it down her throat. she gagged loudly at the intensity of my thrusts, filling her mouth and throat, saliva forced out of the edges of her lips. when the gurgles started to subside, i knew she had reached her limit. i put her back on the desk and pushed up her skirt while ripping off her blouse. to my surprise, there was no bra and i could see her light skintoned nipples, they were rock hard. i tried to put her whole breast in my mouth, sucking, biting, she squealed. i was an animal, if she was lacking something in her life, i would fill that void soon. she spread her legs and wrapped them around my torso as i inserted my cock. she started to kiss me passionately, jamming her tongue into my mouth and grabbing my ass as i pushed deeper into her insides. she was becoming the aggressor and it drove me wild. after all her kids, she still felt tight; i guess she doesn't get used as much anymore, and i was willing to break her in again. i wasn't gentle, i pumped recklessly, telling her "how slutty and nasty a bitch she was", she moaned in agreement. i could barely hold myself together when she told me to "cum in her mouth". i got so excited, i pulled out and she stuck her face onto my cock. the head barely entered her mouth and i blasted a load, i got my whole shaft into her mouth and was emptying my juice into her throat. it was extreme, each jerk i slammed her head against the desk but she didn't complain; at least she couldn't, i had ceased her breath by cockblocking her airway. she showed me that her mouth was clean adn then i bent her over the desk to bang out any more post-cum i had left in my cock. i stroked her a bit and then finally resigned that i was done. i was wasted, but i could swear that she had a huge grin on her face. when she went to go clean up, she got dressed and told me she was heading back to work. i told her to be a little more careful next time and to wear her panties/bra, since that's the second time i've caught her with them down. she laughed and i thought the upperhand was mine, but she went to the door and told me "i don't wear panties when i know im going to be alone with you", she winked and walked out. Shit, she had me by the cock! i went and grabbed a pair of her panties and jerked what i had left into them, thinking when was the next time i'd be alone with her again....

What a difference a day makes, or more precisely a few days. Only three days had passed since Lucy Camden had lost her virginity, and had it been taken by her sister Mary's boyfriend. So far Mary hadn't said anything to her about it. So Lucy assumed she didn't know. But on the fourth day that would change drastically. Lucy was in her room laying on her bed and thinking how good to would feel to have a cock in her right now, and it didn't really matter if is was Mary's boyfriend's cock or someone else, she was just in the need of getting laid. As she lay there she began to have nasty thoughts and slowly found herself sliding her hand into her hot pink sweat pants and she began to play with her young pussy. She started to push a finger into her cunt and wiggle it around and man did it feel good, maybe not as good as a piece of man meat, but no to bad. All of a sudden her bedroom door burst open and Mary was there looking incredibly pissed. "So what the deal?" she asked. Trying to give her best innocent look, she asked Mary was she was talking about. "You know damn well what I'm talking about, you fucked my boyfriend you little slut!" "You had better keep your voice down before mom and dad hear you" Lucy replied, finding it hard not to burst out laughing. Lowering her voice she Mary asked her sister what she thought she was doing fooling around with Jim. "I don't think what I did was so wrong, I don't see a ring on your finger, so as far as I'm concerned he's fair game." "What do you mean he's fair game, he's my boyfriend." "Well what's the matter sis can't handle a little completion?" "Comp... completion, is this what this is about?" "No, not really, I just gave some thought to what you said about being a prude and deicide to change that." "What, change it by screwing my boyfriend?" "Why not, I mean I don't know if you've noticed but every time Jim was over here he was always checking me out?" "What do you mean checking you out?" "Well what do you think I mean, he was always looking at my tits, and my ass and flirting, I knew he wanted me so I deicide to have him." Mary was generally stunned, she never thought that a guy who was with her would want her sister, but she now saw how wrong she was. "And I got news for you big sister I rather enjoyed what it felt like getting fucked and I assure you he won't be my last." Having said that she turned and walked out of the room leaving an open jawed Mary standing there looking stunned. No, she thought to herself as she walked down the hall Jim was not going to be the last to have some of her hot little pussy. What she didn't realize at the time her next tumble in the hay was just a few days away, and was this one going to be fun. One could say Lucy was in for a blast from the past. * * * That following Saturday afternoon she was out walking around the mall when she heard a familiar voice call out to her. "Hey Lucy, long time no see." When she turned around her eyes widened as who should be standing before her but none other then Jordan Johansen, her first boyfriend. "Well hey Jordan how you been?" she said with a huge smile on her face. "Oh not to bad and you?" "Can't complain, so are you home from collage for the summer?" "Yea, just got back a couple of days ago." "Well that's cool, so what are you out doing today?" "Just a little shopping, and you?" "Oh the same, so you want to go get a coke and talk?" "Sure, sounds like fun." As the two walked towards the food court Jordan couldn't help but give Lucy the eye and think to himself how hot she had become. He wondered if she was seeing anyone these days. After they got their drinks they found a booth and sat down and started chatting like the old friends they were. In no time Jordan found himself asking her how her love life was. Lucy laughed and told him it wasn't to bad. She couldn't help but wonder what he would say if he knew she had lost her virginity just one week before, to Mary's boyfriend, no less. "So is there anyone special in your life?" Jordan asked. "No nobody in particular, why do you ask?" As she asked this she knew full well he was getting ready to ask her out. "Well I was wondering if you weren't seeing anybody if you might be interested in going out sometime?" "Sure why not, sounds like fun" she said. What Jordan didn't know was that if he played his cards right he might be in for more fun then he ever dreamed. "So when do you think you'd like to get to together?" "Well I don't have any plans for tonight." Although a little surprised by her response Jordon was quick to jump at the offer. "Great I'll see you tonight then." * * * By 6:30 that evening Lucy was dressed and ready to go. She was wearing a short white dress that stopped just above her knee and showed off just the right amount of cleavage to get any man hot for her. She just knew that has soon as Jordan took one look at her she would have him in the palm of her hand. Ah yes, she thought to herself before this night was through she would be experiencing her second sexual encounter. Man she couldn't wait. At 7:00 the doorbell rang and Jordon was there ready to take her out. After going through the rituals of talking to the parents, she and Jordan were off for the evening. As they walked down the path to his car he asked what she wanted to do. "It doesn't matter to me" she said. Although the little voice in her head was hollering "I want to fuck." "Well how about a movie then?" "Sounds fine with me." She quickly realized that if they were to end up in the sack before the night was over she would have to be the aggressor. After he had opened the passenger side of his car and she slid in he walked around to the other side and when he got there he saw Lucy reaching over to unlock his side for him. As she did he got a hot, but quick, titty show. The idea went through his brain of how he would love to wrap his mouth around those gorgeous melons. As they drove to the theater they made general chit chat about how they were doing in school and he asked what her plans were now that she was out of high school. "Oh I don't know just yet, I'm wanting to go to collage but I'm not sure I'm ready just yet. I'm thinking about taking a year off first." Then he started talking about life in collage, and while she had no trouble listing at first, after awhile she found herself wondering if Jordan still thought of her as the little girl he dated several years ago. Because she most defiantly wasn't that, at least not anymore. And given the chance she'd prove that to him. Once they arrived at the theater they got in line to get their tickets. Lucy started looking around and began checking out all the various guys and it hit her how different she viewed them now that she was no longer a virgin. In the past she would have thought about which ones were the better kissers and now she was finding herself thinking which ones would be better in the sack. "Man, I need to some dick" she thought to herself. She found it hard to believe after only one fuck how much she craved getting fucked again. After they got couple of cokes they went into the theatre and Jordon asked Lucy were she wanted to sit. She found herself thinking, on your lap, but instead she asked if he minded sitting in the back row. He told her that would be no problem and so the two walked into the back row and took a seat. One of the reasons she wanted to sit in the back was because it was private. A short while later the movie started and in no time Jordon was engrossed in the film. Lucy at first enjoyed it but after awhile found herself growing bored. At one point in the film two of the main characters were having a hot love scene and Lucy could feel her pussy starting to get very moist. Then without think she reached over and took Jordan's hand in hers. Jordan was rather surprised but didn't argue. But her next action shocked his mind. She put his hand between her legs and started to rub it up and down against her raging cunt. Jordan looked over at her with a look of absolute shock on his face. As he was looking at her she blew him a small kiss. Needless to say Jordon didn't know what to think. Almost in a whisper she said to him "does that feel good?" All poor Jordan could do was nod his head. After a few minutes of using his hand to massage her pussy she decided to do something else to get him hot. She took his hand and began sucking on each of his fingers. And each time she would get to the end of a finger she would keep it in her mouth and run her tongue all over the end of it. By the time Jordan's penis was hard as a rock. True at the beginning of the evening he was hoping to get something going with Lucy, but never in his wildest dreams did he think this would be happening. He wondered just how far this would go. He'd soon find out. After the movie ended and the credits started rolling she looked at him and asked in her sweetest little girl voice how he liked the movie. He stammered out a quick reply and then she asked if he was ready to go and as she did she stood up. Jordan on the other hand had to remain seated due to the massive hard on in his pants. Seeing his discomfort made her giggle. He said he wanted to wait till the credits were done before they left, but of course Lucy knew the real reason he didn't want to get up at that moment. She decided to play it cool because she was hoping after they got out of there he'd want to go somewhere and do some serious fucking. Once they were back in the car he fired up the engine and quickly pulled out. As they drove down the street she precede to reach over and lightly run her fingers up and down his thigh, this got him hot as hell. He glanced over at her and she was giving him a stare that would have melted an iceberg and he saw her lightly licking her lips. In no time his cock was once again hard as a rock. "So Lucy what do you feel like doing" he said, barley being able to get the words out of his mouth. "Can't you guess Jordan?" she purred. "Uh, uh well no." It quickly hit her she had him in the palm of her hand. So she decided to have a little fun. "Well what would you like to do?" "I don't care, whatever you feel like doing." By this time they were stopped at a red light and she told him there was something she'd like to do, if he was if he was interested. "What?" "Well Jordan just in case you have missed all hints have given you all night, I want to fuck." Jordan nearly jumped out of skin, he couldn't believe his ears. Was this the same sweet Lucy Camden he knew from years before. Suddenly he heard the cars honking behind him and he realized the light had turned green. Taking off, he had to find a place to pull over so he wouldn't have an accident. He found a side street to turn off to and he pulled his car over and shut off the engine. Has he turned to talk to Lucy she quickly leaned over and gave him a sloppy wet kiss. Soon the two were kissing harder and she really freaked him out when she took one of his hands and put it on her breast. Soon he was squeezing it, which caused her to start moaning. But after awhile of this hot little make out secession she wanted more then kissing and feeling up, she wanted some cock, and she wanted it now. "Hey Jordan didn't you say your parents were out for the night?" "Uh yes, why?" "Why don't we go back to your place?" "Ok." Soon he started the car back up and they were on there way to his house. Lucy was getting antsy. She could hardly wait to feel Jordan's stiff cock deep inside her. She just knew it would feel incredible. Once inside the house she raced upstairs to his bedroom and started peeling off her cloths. Suddenly he entered the room and she was all over him. He allowed her to take charge and push onto the bed. She practically ripped his shirt off and then went quickly for his pants. She unbuttoned them and jerked the zipper down and pulled his pants down. She got to them to his ankles and he kicked his shoes off and she finished taking his jeans off him. She couldn't wait to get his penis in her. She was already naked and he was clothed only in his boxer shorts. Jordan decided to wanted to control the action at that moment. He reached up and grabbed Lucy by her arms and pulled her up onto her feet and then stood up himself. Picking her up he laid her down on the bed and went to work on her body. He started kissing her up and down her neck, which sent chills down her spine. From there he slowly worked his way down her breasts and began sucking on her left nipple while using his fingers to play with the nipple of her right breast. Soon he was alternating back and forth between her breasts and had Lucy moaning and groaning. Eventually he worked his way his mouth down to her stomach and started to kiss and lick her belly. This got the hot little blonde really going. He loved he sounds she was making, but he wanted to see if he could make her orgasm with his tongue. He knew the place he just had to put his wet weapon. He took it and lightly licked her pussy up and down. This caused Lucy to start moving her hips and sighing. He wanted nothing more then to make her cum all over his face so he buried his tongue in her as far as it would go and he began whipping it around in her love canal. In no time she was squealing and bucking her hips. Each time he would move his tongue around in her she would grab his hair and seemly attempt to push her cunt deeper into his mouth. He slid his hands under her ass and gripped them as hard as he could and began squeezing them like bread dough. A handful of minuets he felt his face getting soaked with her pussy juices. Having made her cum with his tongue he knew it was time to go for the kill. He was ready to fuck her. He slid up onto his knees and then retched over to the table next to his bed and pulled out a condom. Then he took his boxer shorts off. Soon his cock was wrapped and he was ready to tear Lucy's hot pussy apart. He got between her legs and slid the head of his meat into her wet cunt. Slowly he slid into her until he had about all of his meat into her vagina. He stopped, waited for a moment and got ready to plunge the whole length of it into her. Suddenly he started sliding out of her and she thought he wasn't going to take her. Then without warning he rammed his whole cock in her and she let out with a deafening scream of pleasure. Since she had only been fucked one other time in her life she was still tight as hell. Jordan was pulling his cock halfway out of her and then hammering in his whole meat which caused her to yelp and moan and thrash about on the bed. After a few minutes of this he wanted to change positions and fuck her from another angle. He got on his knees and brought Lucy's straight up against his chest and he started to thrust his meat into her as hard as he could. Slowly he could feel the heat in his balls and he knew it wouldn't be long till he would fill the condom on his cock up with sperm. So he changed positions once more. He pushed Lucy's legs onto her chest and began drilling his manhood in her harder and faster then she ever dreamed it could be like. And as he thought he wasn't long before he was blowing his load into the love glove on his rod. After he had finished fucking Lucy's pussy he pulled out and laid down on the bed next to her and they both soon had drifted of to sleep. They slept for about two hours, when she woke she looked at the clock next to the bed and saw it said 12:35. Realizing she would be in trouble with the folks for coming in late she told Jordan to get up and take her home. After he got her home she went in and her mom and dad were waiting up for her. She had to come up with something and fast. "Oh hi." She said. "And where have you been, do you realize how late it is?" "Yes I'm so sorry I went over to Jordan's after the movie and we got to talking and after awhile I guess we just dosed off." "Well ok, that can happen," said her mom. "Yea I'm pretty tired so I'm just going to call it a night." "All right well see you in the morning, you are going to church tomorrow aren't you," asked her father. "Oh, of course." Going upstairs she walked in her room and was quickly joined by her sister Mary. As soon as she saw her sister walk through the door she knew what she wanted. "So Lucy screw anyone tonight?" "As a matter of fact I did, Jordan Johansen to be exact." "Man have you turned into a little slut or what?" "I don't see it that way, I'm just having some fun." "Well I'm not going to tell you how to run your life, but be careful" "Oh I will, don't worry sis." After Mary had left the room Lucy got in bed and all she could think about was how good Jordan's cock felt in her earlier. She knew it wouldn't be long till she had to fuck again. Yes a whole new world was opened up to her. And now that it was she wanted to try everything. She wanted to learn how to suck cock, she wanted to try it anal. She wanted to do it with more then one guy at a time or maybe do it with a girl or possibly a threesome. Yes a whole new world was there for cute little Lucy to explore and she was going to take full advantage of it. She then drifted off for a very good nights sleep.

By the time Sam had finished her story I was really horny and desperate for her to carry on telling me more. “Go on tell me about more of your previous sexual exploits” I said. “Well” Sam replied, “The next proper lover I had was a mate of Bob’s, it was not long after Bob and I started fucking. Bob came to me one day and asked if I would be interested in doing some babysitting for a mate of his at work. Naturally I was always on the lookout for earning a few extra bits of money so I agreed. A couple of weeks later it was time to go babysitting and Bob said he would take me there. Before he took me he told me to wear something sexy and revealing which I found a bit odd to go babysitting, but Bob promised me I wouldn’t be disappointed and it may earn me a few extra pounds. So I slipped on a fairly sexy white blouse, which was slightly see through, together with a little tartan pleated mini skirt which I owned. Underneath these garments my underwear consisted of a little frilly front fastening bra and little silky bikini style panties. Bob told me that his mate’s name was Dave and his wife was Jennifer and they were both in their forties. On the way to Dave’s, Bob asked me if I had wondered why he had asked me dress sexily. I told him I was slightly curious but as I needed the cash I wasn’t that bothered. He then shocked me by confessing that he had told Dave about our frequent fucking sessions and that Dave was keen to see what I looked like as Bob had spoke well of me. I was taken aback that Bob had told someone of us but then I began to get a little turned on by the thought of him and Dave discussing what a sexy little bitch I am. I began to wonder what exactly Dave was expecting from this arrangement and I was a little apprehensive when we arrived at his house. Dave answered the door and I could see he was quite an attractive man and when he introduced me to his wife she was fairly pretty as well. Throughout the introductions I could see Dave staring at me looking me up and down and a dirty smile was now etched on his face. Bob said goodbye and said he would see me later as Dave promised to take me home. Dave then showed me upstairs to the baby’s bedroom who I was there to look after, she was a 6 month old girl called Jessica, who thankfully was asleep at the moment. Once we were inside the bedroom Dave closed the door slightly and moved closer to me. “Bob was not lying when he said how stunningly sexy you are” he said. As he did so he reached behind me and patted my arse through my skirt. “What about your wife” I replied. “Don’t worry about her, we have a very open arrangement and can both fuck other people if we like” he said. With that he led me back out of the bedroom and down to the living room and 10 minutes later he and his wife were leaving. I settled down to watch some telly after making myself a drink and had just started to watch a film when I heard a key in the door and the front door opened. It was Dave. “Have you forgotten something” I asked. “No, I’ve come back to be with you. I have dropped Jenny off and she thinks I’m getting a bottle of wine and fags from the off license. With that he came over and sat next to me on the settee. “You are beautiful” he said, and as he did so he leaned forward and kissed me on the lips very softly. He continued and I slowly responded by opening my mouth to let his tongue inside me. His kissing became more passionate and as it did so I felt him place his hand on my thigh and move it slowly up my leg as it began to disappear under my skirt. I instinctively opened my legs to make it easier for him and also because I desperately wanted him to touch my pussy. I felt his fingers reach my panties and they slowly stroked my pussy through the silky material. I could feel my pussy juices starting to make my panties damp and he sensed this too as he then eased a finger inside them to stroke my pussy. I started to moan with pleasure as Dave’s fingers stroked my pussy lips and then moaned louder as he slowly slipped a finger inside me. He eased his digit up me until it was in right up to his hand and he began to finger fuck me. He then sent me over the edge of my orgasm as he slipped another finger into me and was now furiously working on my pussy with two fingers. I moaned loudly as my orgasm hit me. Dave slid his fingers out of me and presented them to my mouth to lick clean. I eagerly lapped at my own juices. Once clean Dave leaned back in the chair and started to undo his trousers. He released his belt and slowly eased down the zip. I watched as he then pushed his trousers down and off. He looked at me and then down at his boxer shorts and said to me “O.K. help yourself, I’m sure you know what to do” I did not need to be asked twice and leant forward to start to stroke his cock through his pants. I could feel it getting harder in my hands and I was now really keen to get a look at it and more importantly get it inside my mouth and eventually my pussy. I slipped my hand into the waistband of his shorts and took a firm hold of his cock and then pulled it out over the top of his pants. The tip of it was slightly wet as a little bit of pre come has found its way out. I started to wank his cock gently as Dave relaxed into the settee. I lowered my head and gently licked the tip of his cock with my tongue. He looked at me and smiled. My mouth let more of his member into it until it was nearly all inside me and I was sucking and licking for all I was worth. I was becoming a bit of an expert at this with the regular sessions me and Bob were having and I was beginning to develop a real taste for cock and loved having one inside my mouth. My sucking was having the desired effect on Dave as he was moaning nicely now and I thought he was going to come in my mouth. But he had enough restraint to push my head away as he said “No, I don’t wanna come, we haven’t fucked yet” Dave then instructed me to stand in front of him and slowly strip for him. So I stood up and began to undo the buttons on my blouse. Once undone I eased my arms out and threw my blouse onto the floor. I turned around so he could see me slowly unzip my skirt. Once free I let it fall to the floor. I was about to turn back around when he said “Stop, wait there” He then lent forward and grabbed my arse cheeks in both hands and started to massage them and squeeze them firmly. It felt wonderful and I wanted him to carry on but he had other ideas. He held my waist and spun me around to face him. He then reached up and started to squeeze my tits through my flimsy bra. I felt him pinch my nipples firmly and then he unclasped my bra and released my tits from their silky home. My bra dropped to the floor and he then resumed his massaging of my breasts and this time when he pinched my nipples it hurt a little and I let out a slight yelp. He smiled at me as I did so and then turned his attention back to my pussy. He put his thumbs into the waistband of my panties and slowly eased them down revealing my pussy. I stepped out of my knickers to leave me stood in front of him completely naked. Dave grabbed my arse and pulled me towards him. My pussy was directly in front of his face now and this invitation was too much for him to resist. He leant forward and I felt him touch the edge of my pussy with his tongue. He slowly licked my lips and I parted my thighs to allow him to get closer in the hope that he would ease his tongue up me. I was not to be disappointed as the next moment his tongue had found its way inside my pussy and was licking inside me. I automatically bent my knees as if I was fucking his tongue as it probed deeper into me. Once again I was on the verge of coming and grabbed the back of his head to push him deeper into me. Dave sensed this and his licking and probing became more frantic until finally I let out a cry of pleasure and my second orgasm of the evening hit me. Dave pulled back, smiled at me and said “I think you’re ready for a fucking now, don’t you” I nodded urgently because by now I would have agreed to anything I just wanted to get some cock inside my cunt. Dave then pushed me back and instructed me to lie on the floor. I was grateful to be on my back as I think my legs were about to give way after the orgasms I had experienced. Once on the floor Dave wasted no time kneeling between my legs. He started to stroke my pussy to see how wet I was but need not have bothered as I was flowing like a river between my legs and was well and truly ready for him to shove his cock inside me. He then took hold of his dick in his hand and began to rub it to get it back to its firmness it had been before. Once stiff he lowered himself on top of me and I then felt him edge his cock into the entrance of my pussy. He slowly eased his first couple of inches into me and then once it was secure he was a little rougher as he shoved the remainder up me almost knocking the wind from me. As he was now full inside me he began to pound into me really giving me a firm fucking, but thankfully one I was used to as Bob too had also been known to fuck me roughly which I really did enjoy especially if I was soaking wet as I was in this instance. Dave’s grunting became more frantic as his speed increased and I was beginning to get friction burns on my arse from the firm fucking I was receiving. I was then surprised as Dave withdrew his cock from me and I was more than a little upset, but thankfully he had not finished, he merely wanted to alter position and instructed me to get on all fours so he could fuck me from behind. I turned over and presented my pussy back to him and I cried with pleasure as he slammed his cock back into me. He firmly held onto my hips as he pulled me back to meet his thrusts forward and this had the effect of pushing his cock deeper into me. After a few frantic moments of shagging Dave stopped, whipped out his cock, and sprayed his come all over my arse cheeks and up my back. We then collapsed in a heap onto the floor. After a few minutes Dave got dressed and left to rejoin his wife. I then cleaned my self up and resumed watching the television wondering what would happen when Dave drove me home later that night and also what I would tell Bob. As Dave drove me home later that night I didn’t think he was going to mention it at first but he then pulled the car into a back lane and stopped. “Did you enjoy the session we had earlier” he asked. “Yes” I replied. “Will there be an opportunity for more in the future” I enquired. “Definitely, and on that subject my brother is looking for a babysitter, are you interested” he asked me. “Yes I certainly would be, especially if it was going to be babysitting like this evening” I said. He then restarted the car and drove me home. When I got home Bob was waiting for me as Mom had not yet returned from work. He then made me tell him in exact detail what had happened and as I did so he sat there with his cock in his hand wanking it. As I was relating the story I found that I too was also getting horny and so crawled over to Bob and began to wank his cock for him. As the story got more intense so my hand worked faster on Bob’s cock and as it neared orgasm I quickly inserted it into my mouth and allowed his come to shoot down the back of my throat. I then went to bed and slept very soundly but before nodding off I fingered myself to another orgasm on the memories of the evening’s events.

DONNIE MEETS HIS TEACHERS, Part 1 One of the first things Donnie noticed when he got back to school after the summer of his fourteenth year was that the teachers began to look more attractive to him than he had remembered. His sexual training with his parents during the summer had awakened his senses to the beauty of his female teachers and the masculinity of his male teachers. He was particularly attracted to his English teacher, and since Donnie was a good student he always chose a seat at the front of the class, close to the teacher's desk. Miss Vogel was his English teacher, and her red hair and shapely figure attracted the attention of all the boys in the class, but most of them did not have the sophisticated sexual knowledge that Donnie had. The fact that Miss Vogel wore rather short-skirted dresses that fit her snuggly on the top as well as around her derriere made her a vision of loveliness in Donnie's eyes. One day Miss Vogel, who had been become aware of the way Donnie seemed always to be staring at her, and the way his pants seemed to have an extra bulge at the inseam, asked Donnie to remain after class. Since her class was the last one of the day, Donnie didn't have to hurry off to another class, so he was excited by the idea that his attractive teacher would want to speak to him in private. After the other students had left the room Miss Vogel went and closed the door, locking it, and then called Donnie up to stand at the side of her desk. "You seem to have grown a lot during the summer," said the teacher to her young student. As she said this Donnie became aware that she was looking at his crotch. He stirred uncomfortably, and try as he would, he could not keep his penis from growing into a full-fledged hard-on, making his tight jeans bulge even more than usual. Miss Vogel seemed to enjoy Donnie's discomfort, and playfully pushed away from her desk dropping a pencil as she did. When she bent over to pick it up, Donnie was able to see the bulge of her breasts, and some bare skin through the opening of her blouse. She failed to pick up the pencil, moving it farther under her desk as she reached down for it. "Oh, my," she said, "I am so clumsy. Would you mind crawling under the desk to find my pencil?" Donnie eagerly crawled under the desk looking for the elusive pencil. While he did so Miss Vogel rolled her chair back a little more, and when Donnie looked up from under his teacher's desk he saw that she had spread her legs apart just enough so he could see all the way up to her panties, which were white and wispy, revealing the patch of red pubic hair that matched nicely with the hair on Miss Vogel's head. Donnie enjoyed guessing the color of a woman's pubic hair according the color of her head hair, but he didn't realize at that early age that women often change their hair color so that they don't necessarily match. But he could see that his teacher's pubic hair was red because the panties she wore were of a thin material that did nothing to hide her furry mound. Donnie stared at the gorgeous sight as long as he dared, but when he got out from under the desk he was treated to another stimulating sight. Miss Vogel had unbuttoned her blouse to reveal more of her breasts, and Donnie could see almost all the way down to the aureoles. She smiled at him and asked him if he liked what he saw. Donnie blushingly admitted that he did, and he felt as though his cock was going to burst out of his pants. Miss Vogel saw his discomfort and reached up to unzip Donnie's jeans. She fished into his jockey shorts and took out his burgeoning manhood, holding it in her hand and staring at it, commenting on how large and beautiful it was for one of Donnie's age. Her touch was all it took to make Donnie shoot his wad right into her hand, some of it getting onto her dress. Miss Vogel laughed and reached for a tissue to clean the cum off her dress and Donnie's still throbbing cock. Donnie was embarrassed by his lack of control, but his teacher didn't seem to mind at all, and after tucking her student's penis back into his jeans and zipping them up, she said she would like to have Donnie visit her at home on Saturday so they could get better acquainted. Donnie was thrilled at the idea, and knew that his parents wouldn't mind his getting in a few "brownie points" with his teacher. When Saturday came Donnie went off to see his teacher, dressed simply in shorts and a t-shirt, not bothering with underwear. The weather was still warm, so he wasn't cold. His sexual anticipation was enough to keep him warm even if it had been freezing out. The warm weather also contributed to the fact that when Miss Vogel met Donnie at the door of her home she was also clad in just a t-shirt and shorts. However, her t-shirt was tight enough to reveal her nipples, bulging through the thin material, and her shorts were short enough to let Donnie see the roundness of her ass cheeks as she led him into her living room. Miss Vogel had Donnie sit on the sofa while she went to fix some lemonade. The mere sight of Miss Vogel's derriere was enough to make Donnie's young cock stiffen immediately, and he was glad he was wearing baggy running shorts that left room for his genitalia to expand. When Miss Vogel returned with the drinks, she noticed that Donnie's shorts were hardly able to hide the hardening young manhood trapped inside them. She sat down next to Donnie, and the way she curled her legs beneath her made it possible for Donnie to see some strands of pubic hair beyond the edge of her shorts. He could also see that little pocket that most women have right at the top of their thighs, just before reaching the apex where the most tantalizing part of their anatomy dwelled. Donnie guzzled down his lemonade in his nervousness, and Miss Vogel took the glass and set it on a side table, using the opportunity to scoot closer to the boy. When her upper arm made contact with Donnie's arm, he almost jumped in frightened excitement. "I'm really glad you could come over today, Donnie. I get so lonely on the weekends when I don't have you young boys and girls around to keep me busy. I love watching your young bodies move around during the class, and I have especially enjoyed what I see when I look down between your legs as you sit in the front row. I would really like to touch you there. . .Would you mind?" Donnie was almost paralyzed with fear, but nodded yes, and didn't move when his teacher's hand was laid gently on his bare thigh and began to caress its way up to Donnie's crotch. Donnie felt a momentary shock when Miss Vogel's hand reached the hem of his shorts and worked under the thin material. His cock was already hard, but it began to throb when Miss Vogel's fingers actually began to massage his flesh. Miss Vogel suggested that Donnie stand up in front of her, and when he had done so, she worked his shorts down over his thighs and buttocks until they lay puddled at his feet. His cock sprang up like a Jack-in-the-box, right in front of the woman's face. Contrary to being shocked by this, Miss Vogel once more complimented Donnie on the beauty of his circumcised penis. Then she bent and took it into her mouth, sucking gently on it and causing Donnie to feel the sudden urge to cum. He could not contain himself for long, and after warning Miss Vogel what was going to happen, he spurted cum all over his teacher's face, some of it actually shooting into her gaping, sucking mouth. Miss Vogel told Donnie he was a naughty boy for shooting his cum so soon after she had begun sucking him, but there was laughter in her voice, and she quickly went into the bathroom to wash the cum off of her cheeks. Donnie lay back on the sofa and played with is deflated manhood, going back in his mind to what had just happened. When Miss Vogel returned, she helped Donnie get his shorts back on, cooing and saying soft things to him, and letting him know that he was always welcome in her home. Miss Vogel didn't treat Donnie any different than ever in school the next week, and Donnie tried not to stare at the loveliness that was his favorite teacher. He couldn't help but wonder when other exciting experiences might be in store for him as he planned when next he would pay a visit to her home.

LAURA, MY FRIENDLY NEIGHBOR, PART 3 The story so far As an 11 year old girl, I met a neighbor in the swimming pool in our apartment building. I went back to her apartment with her and she fingered me to my first orgasm. After doing this several times over some weeks, She taught me about oral sex, both how to give it and enjoy receiving it. Continuing ... For my twelfth birthday, Laura wanted to do something special. She told me about a week before my birthday, but wouldn't tell me anything more. All she would say was "Don't arrange to do anything on the Saturday after your birthday." So I didn't. All my family celebrations were held the weekend before my birthday. At long last that Saturday arrived. Laura had, without telling me, asked my mother if she could take me out for a hike in the woods as a treat for my birthday. As mother had come to know Laura over the last several weeks, she was OK with the idea. So we got in Laura's car and headed off to the woods. She wouldn't tell me where we were going, just that I'd enjoy it. And, since I hadn't been for a hike in the woods in a long time, I was pretty certain I would enjoy it, especially in the company of my dear friend, Laura. After about an hour's driving, we ended up in the parking lot of a national park. All the way there, Laura had been teasing me by running her hand up my leg and poking it inside my shorts to play with my pussy. Needless to say, I was wet just about the whole trip! A few times I pulled the leg of my shorts aside and let her put her finger into my pussy. At one point I thought I was going to have an orgasm, but I held off. A lot of the time Laura had her finger in her pussy too. She would pull her juicy finger out and hold it in front of my nose. I would sniff at it, loving the sexy aroma, and then I would take the her finger and put it in my mouth to suck the creamy sap off. Although the day was really warm and sunny, the park seemed almost deserted. We had each taken a small backpack with some food and drink in them so we hoisted them onto our backs and started out. As we walked, Laura held my hand in hers and it felt so wonderful. I just felt so wanted. When we came to a small clearing, Laura stopped, turned and enfolded me in her arms. This made me feel even more special, being held by someone I had come to love. Our faces moved towards each other, our lips met and we kissed, deeply. I could feel her pubic mound pressing against my stomach and I could tell that I was as wet as a fish. Laura looked around and found a small path leading farther into the bush. It looked like nobody had been on it for quite a while, so we turned into it. Eventually we came to an even smaller clearing. Laura removed my back pack and lifted my tee shirt up over my head, exposing my chest and stomach. Then she did the same to herself. We pressed our naked flesh together. I felt myself being turned around so that my back and shoulders were against Laura's chest. Her fingers started playing with my nipples, first just gently rubbing them, then tweaking them with her finger tips. This made me weak at the knees: Laura had taught me to enjoy the sensations of my nipples being played with. One hand left my nipple and slowly moved down my chest, over my stomach to the waist band of my shorts. I felt my stomach tense, almost convulsing, at the gentle light touch of her hand. Then I felt her fingers worming their way into my shorts, eventually touching the top of my wet pussy. By this point I was leaning back into Laura, with her almost holding me upright. As her fingers slid down my pussy I involuntarily sucked in my breath; the sensation was so strong. Then, as so many times before, she began moving her finger up and down, slithering in and out of my juicy slit, still inside my shorts. I relaxed into her arms and let the feelings build up and up, knowing that before long they would overwhelm me. Laura never missed a beat, never changed the pace of her masturbation of me, nor of her massage of my nipple. Slowly but surely the feelings mounted until, with a gasp and a shudder, my legs almost caved in and I was wracked with an intense orgasm. I don't know whether it was my imagination or not, but the orgasms seemed to be gaining in intensity each time, and they were definitely more intense when Laura stood behind me, supporting me and bringing me off. When I felt able to move I turned to Laura, who was standing with an ear-to-ear grin. She had told me several times that it was a total turn-on for her to make me cum. I looked down at her shorts and, needless to say, she had a wet spot at the base of her crotch. So, as I'd done several times before, I knelt in front of her, slowly pulling her shorts and undies down, uncovering her pussy. It had sex cream smeared all around the split in her vagina as it had oozed through her pubic hair. Kneeling on the ground, I put one hand around her buttocks, cupping one of her cheeks. With the other I ran my fingers up through her pubic hair and into her sopping slit spreading the pink labia apart for better access. I bent over and licked the juice from the exposed labia and slowly eased my tongue in to discover the nub that was her clitoris. The inside of her pussy was hot and wet with pussy nectar, which I promptly licked off, looking up at her and grinning. "You wicked girl," she groaned as I placed my lips and mouth fully onto her pussy and, while sucking on it, started moving my fingers in and out of her vagina. After what seemed to be only a minute she whispered, "Stop, I'm nearly there." Wondering why she wanted me to stop before she came, I looked up at her. "Stand up," she requested. I stood up, facing Laura, who bent her knees a little so that our pussies were lined up at the same Height. Pulling me towards her, she touched the tip of my pussy to hers. Then she moved so close that our two pussies were now rubbing against each other. This was a new sensation, and I could feel my pussy pressing on hers, my almost bare cunny being tickled by her pubic hair. She seemed to be excited by this sensual contact, and I heard her moan as she pressed my young body into hers and held me tightly, her hands reaching around to cup and squeeze my immature butt cheeks. When she was finished with her tender orgasm she released my ass cheeks and stepped back, allowing me to see how sopping wet her pussy was, her pubic hair clinging to her flesh, and some of the wetness sticking to my hairless pubic mound. The she knelt down in front of me, put her mouth on my cunny and licked me until I also felt a wonderful cum. "Mmm, your pussy tastes delicious," she said. Standing up again, she once more enfolded me into her arms, kissing my lips. I sometimes used to think that her kisses were almost as good as the orgasms she gave me. I loved the taste of my own pussy juice on her mouth and tongue. "Want to try something else new?" she enquired with a grin. "Sure," I grinned back. "Turn around then, and bend over," she instructed. Puzzled, I turned my back to her, then bent over, pointing my ass at her. I heard rather than saw her kneel and felt her hands on the cheeks of my ass, gently spreading them. I jumped bodily at the next sensation. I could feel her nose bury itself in my ass crack. This was a huge shock to me. I couldn't imagine why she would want to smell something so dirty. Not that my ass was dirty at that time It was just that I had always associated it with the dirtiest part of my body. Having her smelling me there felt so naughty and wicked, but extremely exciting as well. But if I thought that was a shock, the next sensation almost made me collapse on the ground. I could feel a wet sensation and realized that she had stuck her tongue in there. Now this really was nasty and dirty. Yet, it gave me the most incredible pleasurable sensation, feeling her tongue lapping around my rose bud. So much so that I started fingering my pussy, masturbating myself while she licked and probed and prodded my ass hole with her tongue. Again, the intensity of my orgasm almost made me faint, my legs buckling a little. Laura caught me, stood me up to face her and asked, "Did you like that?" Oh god. How could I reply to that? Again I became a deaf mute, merely capable of nodding my head. "Mmm, good. There are lots of other things we can do with your sweet little bottom, baby girl," she replied. And so we started our hike. We stopped a couple more times to have a kiss and a play but we just fingered each other at those times. All the way home in the car I couldn't stop thinking about what Laura had said. What were the other things we could do with my ass? I've never forgotten my twelfth birthday!

DONNIE'S STORY, PART 2: Donnie's First Job I used to like to go to the variety store on the corner of my block. The owner's name was Jake, and he was a great guy, always nice to me, and every once in a while he would give me a candy bar, and never got mad when I would look at the comic books. One day he said to me, "You are in here so much, I should hire you to work here. Naturally I thought he was kidding, since I was much too young to work. "Really?" I asked. Do you mean it?" With a big smile on his face, he said "Of course I mean it, and I'll pay you a dollar an hour for the four hours you work which, will be from 4 p.m. until we close at 8 p.m., but you have to make sure that it's ok with your parents." Naturally it was ok with my parents. They didn't want me around anyway, and I told him so. "Ok, you start tomorrow, which is Saturday. It won't interfere with your hanging out with your friends will it?" "No, not at all," I said. I was thrilled to work there and get money to buy comic books. Jake had this habit of hugging me and telling me what a good boy I was. When he hugged me, I could feel his cock inside his pants pressing against my chest and he would move it side to side a little and then let me go. I couldn't help but notice the very large bulge in his pants where his cock was, and naturally, it made my little cock get hard also. He stared right at where my cock was and had to notice that mine was hard too. I must looked like I had a sign hanging round my neck reading, "I LOVE SEX." One day Jake asked me to clean up the restroom in the back of the store. The door to the back room had a spring on it so it closed automatically after you went through it. I went through the back room and into the toilet, and noticed a big envelope on the shelf with the spare toilet paper. I looked inside the envelope, and my heart started beating faster, and I started to tremble. There were a lot of pictures in it, with men and boys with no clothes on. The men were holding the boy's cocks, and the smiling boys were holding the men's cocks. I thought I'd die! I couldn't catch my breath, and immediately my cock sprang to attention. I had never seen pictures like these. I looked at them fast in case Jake came into the back room to see how I was doing. I was in sexual heaven! There were even pictures of flat-chested young girls, naked, playing with the boys' and the men's cocks while another young girl had her finger in a girl's pussy. Wow, was I hot! I had just started rubbing my very hard cock softly through my pants when I heard Jake yell to me, "I'm locking up the store now and putting out the lights, I'll be back there in a minute to help you clean." I looked at a few more pictures, and then turned to see Jake standing there with a funny smile on his face. I froze. "Damn, I've been caught. He'll probably fire me now." In a shaky voice, I said, "I'm sorry Jake, I didn't mean to look at your pictures. Don't be mad at me, ok?" I could see that his stare was aimed at the front of my pants. Then he said, "That's ok, don't be afraid. Why don't we both look at them, I haven't seen all of them yet". He took the envelope and said, "Come on, we'll sit in the chair and look at them. It'll be more comfortable." We went over to an old overstuffed chair with a small table beside it. He put the envelope on the table, sat down, and pulled me gently onto his lap. He took the pictures out, and we started looking at them. In no time at all, I was as hard as a rock, and could feel Jake's throbbing cock against my ass cheeks. He said in a raspy voice, "Boy, these pictures really make my cock hard. Do they make your cock hard too?" He slowly moved his hand to the front of my pants and felt my cock. "Hmmmm, that's a very nice sized cock for such a small boy," he said. He kept on rubbing my cock softly with one hand and started to undo my zipper with the other hand. He gently took my cock out and started an up and down motion with two of his fingers and his thumb wrapped around my little pole. Damn, it felt great, but little did he know that I wanted his massive cock in my hands. I lifted up my ass a little and slid my hand under my ass and onto his cock. I thought he was going to faint. He trembled and shook, and was gasping for air. "Lets do this right," he said, almost out of breath. He lifted me off his lap, stood me in front of him, and with shaking hands he took off my t-shirt, my pants and then my underwear. My cock was sticking straight up into the air, and I played with it while watching him undress. In two minutes he was naked, with his huge cock standing straight with a big clear drop of pre cum on his piss slit. He sat me down, got down between my legs and took my cock in his mouth and started sucking it slowly, and after a bit he pulled me down onto the floor and arranged our naked bodies so that his cock was close to my face as he sucked mine back into his mouth. I didn't need a invitation. I knew what I wanted to do, and opened my mouth and slid his massive cock in just past my lips. It was huge but I loved it. As I started sucking, I could feel his entire body shaking. He tried to push his cock farther into my mouth, but it was just too big. He had to be satisfied with me sucking about four inches of his cock as he gobbled my cock and balls all the way into his mouth, swirling his tongue all around them. What a hot, heavenly feeling that was, to have his mouth pulling on my cock and balls as I strived to get as much of his cock as possible into my sucking mouth. It didn't take long, and I was shooting small spurts of boy cum into his mouth, and he was greedily swallowing every single drop of my young sweet cream. Then it happened as I knew it would: a powerful jet of hot cum shot into my mouth. I swallowed it as fast as I could, since I knew more was sure to follow, another spurt, then another. It was like a volley of cum shooting into my boy mouth, I loved it, and it tasted good to me, but my mouth wouldn't hold it all so some dribbled down my chin and splashed on my cheeks. Both of us were all worn out after that sexual workout, and we just lay there. Then we got dressed, and he asked me if I wanted to do it again some time, and I said, "Definitely!" As we were leaving, he said, "By the way, you just got a raise, two dollars an hour from now on." What a great day......

Part 2 Same deal as part one, Guys. Remember this story is fiction. Thanks to those who were generous enough to comment on Part 1. ………………………………………………………………………………………. What am I doing here? Why has everything gone wrong? Remember those words. ……………………………………………………………………………………….. The day after being filmed fucking Jan and Sally’s Mum, Anne, I woke early and tore through the chores my Mum wanted me to do. I felt so good when I woke; I couldn’t stop thinking about the things Anne had taught me and the way her body had felt and the way my body had reacted to hers. Yesterday I had felt disappointed that I hadn’t had a chance to fuck Jan; but in hindsight I was pleased my first sexual experience had been with a mature woman. After all, Anne’s body was as hot as the women in the nudie magazines I had been masturbating to for the last couple of months. I arrived at Jan’s house at nine. Before I could knock the door was opened by Sally, who put a finger to her lips, as a signal to be quiet. I cautiously followed her towards the kitchen where I could see the photographic lights were shining. As I turned the corner into the kitchen I saw Sally behind the tripod camera and my eyes followed to where the camera was focused. Jan was lying, naked, on the kitchen table with her knees drawn up towards her chest and thighs spread wide. Jon was standing between her thighs holding her hips and thrusting his hips back and forth. Anne was shooting with a hand-held camera with its own lights. Anne was moving around, out of the field of Sally’s camera and close-ups of the action. By moving more to the side I was able to see his cock moving rhythmically in and out of Jan’s bald pussy; like the piston of some erotic machine. They must have been at it for a while because they both had a sheen of sweat on their bodies. As I watched Jan started to make small whimpering sounds each time her father’s cock fully entered her. ‘Atta-girl, Kate, (remember the names we use for the camera are different) cum for Daddy,’ Jon said as his hips speeded up. Jan’s head was lolling around and her whimpers became a long drawn out wail. ‘Ohhhhhh …………….. Daaadeee ……. I’m …………………….Cuuuuuuummmmmmiiiiiiinggggg!!!!’ After a few more strokes Jon pulled his cock from his daughter’s spasming pussy and started to stroke it furiously. ‘Here comes Daddy’s cum, Baby, here it comes.’ Spurt after spurt of his cum shot from his cock and landed on Jan’s stomach. She reached down with both hands and rubbed his cum around on her stomach and chest like it was a body lotion. Jon stepped back and said, ‘Cut.’ Anne and Sally stopped filming and switched off the lights. ‘Stay where you are, Honey,’ instructed Jon, ‘while I get the rest of the sequence organised.’ He turned to me. ‘Just do what the girls tell you and things will go alright.’ The lights were back on and the cameras were rolling when I walked through the kitchen door. The tripod camera panned to Jan who was just sitting up on the edge of the table as she grabbed a towel and began to clean Jon’s cum from her torso. ‘Eric, thank goodness you’re here,” she cried enthusiastically. “I wanted to fuck some more but Dad had to go to work.’ She dropped lightly from the table to the floor and lay on the kitchen rug. ‘Take off your clothes, Eric, and fuck me. I’m still all wet and ready.’ I tried not to hurry, taking off my clothes. I was supposed to be an experienced member of this sexually hyperactive family, after all. When I was naked; I positioned myself between Jan’s raised and spread wide thighs. Jan reached for my cock, which had been hard from the moment I had seen father and daughter fucking. She guided me into her warm wetness. The stretching Jon had given her allowed my cock to slip right in with hardly any resistance. I had only performed a few strokes in and out of her pussy when Sally came in the room. ‘That’s right Kate; after Dad fucks you, you get Eric to fuck you. Since my belly has gotten big; I look like a sow and nobody wants to fuck me any more. It isn’t fair. Dad’s a pig, he got me pregnant and now he won’t look at me. Eric’s as bad: he hasn’t been near me in weeks!’ Sally shouted. ‘That’s not true, Kelly. Only yesterday Eric said you had a glow about you that made you look most attractive.’ As she said this, Jan was holding my nipple between a thumb and forefinger – ready to pinch it if I said the wrong thing. ‘Is that true, Eric?’ she asked in an almost pleading voice. In a moment of adult insight I realised Sally needed reassurance that she was still attractive. ‘Of course you are still attractive, Kelly,’ I said, ad-libbing like crazy. ‘I haven’t bothered you lately because I thought sex might be too uncomfortable for you.’ ‘Well, it could be uncomfortable unless I find a position that suits my condition,’ she said, ‘but I’m sure willing to try, Eric.’ At that moment Jan pinched my nipple really hard; causing me to pull back sharply and for my cock to come clear from her pussy. ‘Bugger,’ I thought to myself, ‘Jan’s the one I really want to fuck. I’ve only been in her pussy for half a minute and now it looks like I have to fuck Sally. This sure isn’t the way I would script this movie.’ Jan had taken advantage of my surprise; my nipple was still smarting, and she had scooted from under me. ‘Take off your shift and lie on the rug, we’ll soon have you nice and wet.’ Sally didn’t need telling twice. She pulled her shift over her head and dropped it to the floor. Hooking her thumbs in the waistband of her panties she pushed them down over her hips and with a little shimmy allowed them to fall to the floor. Until yesterday I had never seen a naked woman and today I was confronted with a pregnant one. Jan had told me Sally was seven and a half months and now she was naked it really showed: her belly was quite swollen. The rest of her body was still reasonably slim; she was still trim. Some women look fairly tired and worn as they get close to their time but Sally had a real glow about her. Well if I had to fuck her for the sake of the movie, so be it …………..What a Trouper? Having undressed she lay on the rug and looked at me expectantly. I lay beside her and began to play with her left breast, which was larger than Anne’s: I learned later that a woman’s breasts usually get larger during pregnancy. Sally pulled my face to hers and we exchanged a kiss that grew in intensity; our tongues darting and seeking each other’s. As I moved my lips to her right breast my eyes were drawn to the sight of the top of Jan’s head bobbing up and down below Sally’s belly. Intrigued, I slid down far enough to see Jan working her tongue up and down Sally’s slit. After Jan had been at work on her sister’s pussy for a while she stopped, raised her head and said, ‘Your turn, Eric.’ Jan moved from between Sally’s legs and as I took over her position I looked at Jan inquiringly. I had never done this before: I had had a nice time yesterday finger fucking Anne – but we hadn’t practised this part. Jan moved beside me and whispered instructions in my ear. ‘Remember how you ran your fingers up and down Mum’s slit, yesterday? Well just do that with your tongue. She’s already so wet you can poke your tongue in her tunnel – you remember where it is?’ OH YEAH! I remember. This pussy terrain was becoming as familiar to me as a deer hunter’s favourite patch of forest was to him. I pressed my lips to her pussy lips. I knew at the time I would never forget my first taste of a woman – and I haven’t: not that it was long ago. Just like yesterday when I was with Anne; everything felt so natural – almost like I had done it before. I ran my tongue up and down Sally’s slit, feeling the area around my face begin to be covered in a mixture of her juices and my saliva. My tongue slipped easily between her outer pussy lips; then at the opening to her love canal, I probed forward and felt the tip of my tongue enter her. I pushed and withdrew my tongue several times in quick succession, which produced a hip revolving response from Sally. I knew I was doing OK; so I raised my face from Sally’s pussy and turned towards Jan. In the moment before Jan pressed her lips to mine I saw her face was still covered with a mixture of saliva and Sally’s juices; as was mine. Our kiss was a slippery. Catch-as-catch-can affair. Had I been a bit older, I would have known to describe our kiss as erotic – almost cum in your pants, erotic: but who was wearing pants? By this time Sally was ready to fuck. Her pussy was dripping after Jan’s and my ministrations. ‘Let me up, Eric,’ she said. I pulled my head from between her legs, she sat up on the rug then turned so she was on her knees; her head resting on her fore-arms, which were folded on the seat of one of the kitchen chairs. On my knees, I shuffled between her spread legs and grasping my cock moved the head of it up and down her shaved and dripping slit. Her wetness lubed my cock and I began to enter her a little at a time. I pushed forward a bit and then pulled out a bit; my cock getting slicker and advancing a little more with each thrust. At last all of my four and a half inches, which Anne still insisted on calling my ‘Willie’ was buried in Sally’s pussy. I now know a rigid prick has no conscience; Jan was forgotten, as was Anne. The feeling of being fully buried in Sally’s pussy was overwhelming. With a hand on each of her hips, I started to move my cock in and out, and settling in to a rhythm. ‘Aren’t you going to move, Sally,’ Jan asked. No, I’m just going to enjoy the feeling,’ replied Sally in a languorous tone. After about a minute, on one of my back strokes, my Willie (Fuck! Now I’m saying it) slipped out of her pussy – wishful thinking: your dick isn’t that long, Idiot! I guided it back in; it was lined up perfectly. ‘Did you do that on purpose, Eric?’ Sally asked. ‘No. Sorry it was an accident.’ I apologised. ‘Well could you “accidentally” do it a few more times. I love the feeling of it ploughing back into me.’ I had liked the sensation as well so, for about the next fifteen strokes, I slowly withdrew my cock until it was just clear of her pussy; then thrust it forward until it was buried fully in her waiting pussy. Oh, it felt so good, until the strain started to tell on the muscles in my thighs. I went back to the system where I only withdrew until the head of my cock was still just inside her pussy canal. As lost as I was in the sensation of fucking Sally; I began to notice she was starting to push her pussy back to meet my thrusts. I could feel that familiar feeling, the one where the skin just behind the head of my cock becomes super-sensitive and I know I’m not going to last much longer. I picked up the pace and Sally responded. I could feel the walls of her pussy spasm around my cock and seconds later my cock erupted into her. Sally reached around and taking my hand from her hip; placed my palm against the side of her belly. I couldn’t believe it; I could feel her baby kicking near my hand. ‘Now look what you have done, you’ve woken Junior,’ she giggled. I waited until I felt my dick start to go soft, then withdrew it from Sally and collapsed on my back on the floor. Jan came over and took my cock into her mouth, sucking and licking it clean. ‘OK. Cut!’ called Jon, ‘and get your mouth off his dick. I’ve got a “special” lined up for Mark this afternoon and I don’t want him to run dry.’ We sat around and rested while Anne made sandwiches and cool drinks. After we had eaten Jon called me into Jan’s bedroom. ‘Stretch out on the bed, Mark, and rest up for a while,’ Jon instructed; then went on to explain what was expected of me that afternoon. He explained ‘the special’, a woman of around Anne’s age, who liked to play out the fantasy that she seduced young boys who came to her house; like the paper-boy, the grocery delivery boy etc. It would be easy for me as long as I remembered that I was to play the part of an innocent virgin. Jon made short films of these encounters for her, but they weren’t for distribution – only for her private collection. Jon didn’t even process the film for her; she was too well known to be involved in anything, which could mar her public image. The next thing I remembered was Anne gently shaking my shoulder. I must have dozed off for a while. ‘Time to get dressed “delivery boy,” she said. ‘The lady’s here, it’s time to start.’ Ten minutes later Jon was outside, filming me carrying two large bags of groceries up to the front door. I put one bag down and rang the bell. I knew the woman was to open the door and invite me in; so I was all prepared to proceed. The door opened and a familiar female voice said, ‘Come in and put the groceries in the kitchen for me, please.’ For a moment I stood there, stunned. The woman who opened the door was familiar, all right. She was one of the presenters on a lifestyle program on TV that Mum and I watched each week. I gathered my startled wits and followed her into the kitchen and put the bags on the kitchen bench. ‘Thank you, Eric (my film name), sit on the sofa while I make you a cool drink,’ she instructed. ‘You must be hot after carrying those bags from the store for me.’ ‘A glass of cool water would be nice,’ I replied sitting on the sofa. I watched, closely as Monica (her real name) bent over into the refrigerator. I had seen her many times on TV; but even without the heavy TV make-up she was a really beautiful woman. Her dark hair reached to just below her shoulders, framing a face with regular features and highlighted by violet coloured eyes. She stood around five feet nine – a lot of it, legs. Her figure was, at a guess, 36-24-34: the type of woman young males lust after. By the time Monica sat beside me Jon was setting up a second camera. As she was passing the glass of water to me she “accidentally” spilled most of it in my lap; wetting my jeans through to my skin. ‘Quick stand up! We’ll have to get you out of those wet clothes and dry you off,” she cried. I stood and faced her. From her sitting position, she quickly and expertly undid my jeans and pushed them and my shorts down to my ankles. ‘This isn’t going to be a slow seduction,’ I thought to myself as I kicked off my shoes and stepped from my sodden clothes. The lower part of my shirt was wet, so I removed that too. By then Monica had a towel in her hands and began to dry me. First she dried my stomach and the tops of my thighs then cupped my ball sac in one towelled hand while rubbing the other around my cock. With the warm rubbing it was getting from the towel, my cock was recovering from its cold bath and getting quite firm. Monica then wrapped her bare hand around my shaft. ‘Oh, your poor little Willie (fuuuuuuuuck, what’s with these women? This is my manhood you’re belittling, Lady) is still a little cold,’ she said before leaning forward and sliding her mouth over it. She just held my entire cock in her warm, saliva-slick mouth for a few moments; then I began to feel her tongue start to move against the underside of my cock. If I hadn’t been fully erect before; I certainly was then. Every so often she would keep her tongue still and make a sort of soft purring-groaning noise in the back of her throat. This caused a vibration in the back of her throat, which transferred to the underside of the head of my cock: the feeling was out of this world. Monica stopped the oral action and removed her mouth from my cock. ‘That should hold your interest for a while, Eric,’ she said with a smirk. Rising from the sofa, she began to undress in a way that was unhurried and sensual. She obviously knew she had a great body and she was proud to show it off. When she was naked; she lay back on the sofa and beckoned for me to join her. Taking my hands in hers she drew me down so I was lying on top of her. Shifting her hands to the sides of my face she began to lightly kiss my cheeks; then my forehead; then the tip of my nose and finally my lips. Her lips became more insistent and our tongues sought each other’s. Monica was so tall my cock was sandwiched between us with its head just above her belly button. ‘Now be a good boy and play with my breasts,’ she cooed. I wriggled down until I could put her right nipple in my mouth; my lower body was between her spread thighs and the underside of my cock was along between the outer lips of her pussy. As I began to massage her left breast; occasionally rolling the nipple between my thumb and fingers; I looked closely at her right nipple; the aureole, which was quite large, began to display little goose bumps. I lowered my mouth to envelop her nipple and its surrounding area. As I circled my tongue around the margin of her nipple I could feel the little goose bumps and the little shiver they caused in Monica as I touched them. After around five minutes of licking, sucking and fondling her breasts she grasped my upper arms pushed me down so my face was between her legs. I was faced with the first pussy I had seen with hair on it. Her pussy fur was very dark and trimmed short so I could clearly see the folds of her outer pussy lips. I had gained a lot of sexual experience in the last couple of days and thought it would be fun to tease Monica a little bit. I began by kissing the inside of her right thigh; starting about six inches from her pussy and kissing and licking almost to her pussy lips; then changing to her left thigh. After alternating like this for a couple of times the next time, when I reached there I licked the fold between her thigh and her outer pussy lip. By this time Monica was moving her hips and making little sighing sounds; and my cheeks were getting damp where they touched her pussy. ‘Enough, smart arse!’ she cried. ‘If you don’t stop fucking around and eat my cunt properly; I’ll pull your head in there and smother you, you little fuck.’ Never one to argue with an adult: I spread her outer lips with my thumbs, drove my tongue into her love tunnel and started working it in and out rapidly. Monica responded by moving her hips more energetically and her little sighing sounds were becoming moans of pleasure. In a while I moved up to her clit; running my tongue around it and sucking on it: now she was grinding her pussy against my face. I took the opportunity to slip one finger, then two, then three fingers into her sopping pussy. My middle finger found her G spot and worked it furiously while I sucked her clit. My attentions were rewarded with a scream as Monica came, drenching my lower face and hand with her juices. She grabbed me and pulled me up until my head was between her breasts and hugged me to her. We lay like that until her breathing returned to normal; then she reached down and guided my cock into her wet, surprisingly tight pussy. (I was to learn, later that she was very conscientious in doing her pelvic floor exercises). It was the tightest pussy I had experienced and the way it gripped my cock as I slid it in and out of her was a real turn-on. After a couple of minutes Monica asked for me to let her up. She rolled over and knelt on the edge of the sofa with her thighs spread and her arms folded on the back of the sofa. With her in this position I was able to stand behind her and re-enter her well-lubricated love tunnel. With a hand on each of her hips; I began to fuck her in earnest; pulling myself fully into her with each thrust of my cock. ‘That’s it baby, fuck my pussy hard and make me cum!’ she grunted, between thrusts of my cock. ‘That’s it, baby, harder and faster.’ I was panting and gasping for breath as I rammed my cock into her cunt as fast as I could. I felt my cum building up; begging for release into this beautiful woman. I could feel that Monica was getting close. ‘I can’t last too much longer,’ I croaked. ‘Cum with me Monica.’ ‘I’m cumming, I’m cumming, Baby,’ she cried in a high pitched voice as she thrust her hips back against me. My cock was in her as far as it would go. I released shot after shot of cum into her until I was totally drained. My upper body collapsed onto her back and my knees had the trembles. I felt, if I pulled my cock out of her pussy, I would sink to the floor. That was my first time with Monica – but not the last; I got to be a favourite of hers. ………………………………………………………………………………………

The next morning I awoke to the sound of running water and I looked up at the digital clock beside my bed then lied back staring at the ceiling thinking about last night and I smiled. I climbed off the bed and walked to the bathroom just as naked as I was the night before, I pushed open the half closed door and watched him shower through the glossy shower door and I smiled broader and walked further in the bathroom, "can I join you?" The door opened and I saw him looking out at me with a smile and I walked in closing the door behind me and he began to rub soap on my body with his hands then kissed me, I was finding it so erotic I was becoming hard and his hand went to my cock and soon we were lost in each other as we made love in the shower. He wasted no time to get down on his knees and bury his face in my crotch. Now Marina didn't quite like giving head so she didn't put much effort into it but she loved being eaten out, I loved giving oral so I put very much effort into it and now so was Michael. Marina was a selfish lover but he, he was nothing close to selfish. He licked my piss slit then took the head into his hot mouth making me moan, I had to rest one shoulder against the wet tiled wall for support while one hand was resting on his head, "oh baby," my eyes half closed for abit and I felt and heard him moan around my cock. I could see he was jacking himself off. Michael started to bob slowly on my shaft, it was so sensual, the water was falling on my back and running down the crack of my ass where I soon felt one of his hands, he pulled my hips into him more and I moaned alittle harder than before now combing my fingers through his hair, I could feel the head of my cock touch the back of his throat, I swear he was starting to suck me his throat and soon he groaned, the vibrations did nothing short of thrill me and I could feel myself on the verge of cumming then I felt it. He had one finger rubbing my puckered hole and his other hand was now jacking me off, he had pulled back to suck on the head of my cock and I released my load in his mouth, I looked down at him as he gulped it down hungrily some seeping out the corners of his lips, that always turned me on, "mmmmmm..." I rocked my hips back and forth in time to his hand as he sucked me dry. He stood up but his hand was still between my legs rubbing my asshole and I knew what he wanted, it was his turn to have a tight ass around his cock and I was more than willing to give it to him. I was starting to love this relationship already, he was willing to give himself to me at both ends and I was happy to do the same, I pulled him closer to me and kisses him lovingly, I pushed my tongue into his mouth to explore it and I tasted myself all over, I could even smell myself on his breath, pulling away from him, I smiled and turned around. Michael soaped his cock up as I watched him over my shoulder, I was bending forward with my hands holding both the cold and hot water faucets for support, I knew I was going to enjoy this and I moaned in anticipation, my cock was rock hard again. I felt him probing my tight hole with the swollen head of his cock, it has been a long while since I've taking anything especially a cock in there so I know he, and I were gonna have a great time in a few short seconds under the raining water from the shower head. I felt the head push pass my sphinter and my grasps on the faucets tightened abit then relaxed, it hurt abit, I forgot how it could hurt and I laughed softly then felt his hand rubbing my lower back while hearing his words, "you alright?" I merely nod my head then responded by pushing back before answering him, "better than alright..Mmmmm...Gonna slide home?" Smiles back at him then looked ahead of me at the tiled wall and a low long moan escaped my lips as I felt him slide all the way in, the pain and the pleasure fused making me grasp the faucets tight once more and he stopped to give me some time to get accustom to the intrusion. Grateful for that I bit down on my lower lip before nodding my head, "I'm ready baby." Just when I said that he pulled all the way out and pushed all the way back in. His thrusts were slow and fulfilling, they were hard and deep brushing that spot in me each time, "oh yes..!" I moaned loudly my eyes now closed, I could hear him moaning too with the combination with the slapping of his wet skin against mine, I bet he had no idea what he was doing to me, my moans got louder. I stood up slowly as he moved in me, then I felt him lift one of my legs, this took him deeper in me and from my position I had grown tighter around him. I raised my arms and reached back to hold the back of his neck for balance as he now started to pound harder and faster into my ass, he was sending himself deeper and his moans were growing loud against my left ear. My moans were growing loud too, actually I was now crying out for him to fuck me and he was doing it even deeper now. Pleasure surged through my body and I could feel myself on the verge of cumming and he knew because he released my leg and bent me over, he pounded my ass like there was no tomorrow and I came on the wall and the floor, the cum was quickly washed away by the water. He pulled all the way out and slammed all the way in spilling himself deep within me. With each splurt he made a grunt. Four sexy grunts and I moaned his name as my ass milked his cock of its cum, "uhhhhh.." He slipped out of me and I stood up slowly feeling his cum leak out, I shut the water off not even bothering with washing off. He opened the shower door and we walked out grabbing towels to dry ourselves. We stood in the middle of the bathroom dabbing each other dry stealing kisses at each others lips, or neck or shoulders every once in a while when we weren't smiling looking at each other.

That experienced doesn't seem that bad compared to other things I was tricked into doing. Things started off simple. She would want me to walk around wearing nothing but a t-shirt or tank top. I would be slapped in my ass or groped once in a while. I was told to go down on her about once a week. Once after a very long and hard spanking session, I was lying face down on her bed studying. Daisy walked in with a few of her friends, Chris and Kari. I tried to cover my self up, but that failed. Daisy swiftly came over to hold me down and comforted me. I was embarrassed as all hell, but I just pretended to continue studying. See, the things is, Daisy, Chris and Kari kind of worked as a couple. They were the guests that usually spend the night in her bed. Daisy and her friends just sat around drinking. After about two 6-packs, they started to get frisky. Chris sat next to me on the bed and attempted to finger me. It was painful and surprising. I jumped up, hitting my head on the bottom of my bunk bed. They laughed. Daisy got me to put my books away and had me drink with them. We were sitting on the floor Indian style. I was very conscientious. They loved it. I was the only one exposed. They didn't start undressing for another hour or so. In the mean time Chris attempted to finger me again, but this time it was a success. He sat the the left of me holding a beer. His right hand wandered, and he aggressively went at me. He touched me on the outside then soon headed for the in. Of course I complained to Daisy as soon as he started touching me, but she said he could. Next thing I knew I was straddling Chris’s lap as he sat on the computer chair. My shirt was off. So where his pants. On Daisy’s bed, her and Kari were massaging each other. They were laughing and falling all over the place they were so drunk. I didn't trust Chris, but he was almost passed out anyway. One of Chris’s hands would be playing rudely with my breasts and another with my sore pussy. He would roughly pinch and squeeze what would. After a while he would switch hands. When he was done with his beer bottle, he attempted to have me masturbate with it. His first tasks was trying to get it inside me. He lubed the head of the bottle up with his mouth. Then he wiggled it and twisted it at my pussy. He angled it and pushed. I tried to resist. Chris finally got the empty beer bottle in me about three inches. I was painful and uncomfortable, and took 20 minutes but it was in. He was too tired and drunk to do anything, so he pushed me off of him. He said I better keep it in there or there'd be hell to pay. He passed out on the two naked, drunk girls on the bed. I didn't care anymore so I grabbed a pillow and my blanket from my bed and just collapsed on the floor.

Things would continue to happen between me and Daisy and even me and Chris. As long as I kept my grades up, I was happy. Daisy would make me do things like join their sex games. Things would usally turn into an orgy, making Chris a very happy guy with three girls. He was rough with me but gental with Daisy and Kari. When normal sex, if you call that normal sex, would ge bored, Daisy always had a great idea. Shes tried things like blindfolding me or tieing me down. She would make me be naked for any sex game and now its starting to turn into everynight. She says to keep me in line she must spank me every night or whenever she feels the need. Afterward she tells me to go down on her to show her how grateful I am to her. Just last week, she invited her friends in for the night. I was already tied to a chair. I was naked, bending over its back. My arms were on the seat, handcuffed to the frong legs, while my legs were spread and tied to the bottom of the back legs. I was blindfolded. Things like how valnerable I was, or that her friends saw me naked and had plans didnt go through my head. The only thing I was thinking about was being a good girl so I would be rewarded with my Fairy Dust. They all came in with Chris making cat calls. I felt him come from behind me and he was already touching me. He was playing with my backend, massaging my cheeks, spreading them to get a better view. He kneaded me hard then let go to give me a big smack on my right cheak. Daisy let out her charming laugh as she took Kari into the bathroom. Chris game around to stand infront of me. He lifted my blindfold so he could look into my eyes in glory. He had a mysterious smirk across his face. He then removed his belt and unzipped his pants. He lifted my face by my chin and and told me to open wide. As I started to suck on his half hard manliness, he folded the belt in his hand. Before I could think about what was happening, he started to belt me. I couldnt scream because he pushed himself to the back of my throught. As soon as Chris started to develope a rhythem, Kari and Daisy popped up on either side of him. One was wearing a red teddy and the other in blue. Kari dropped to her knees and started on Chris’s balls. She was so close to me most of the time our lips were touching. Her perfume made me nausious, but not as much as Chris precuming deep in my throught Daisy took the belt from Chris and walked behind me. She spreded my sore ass cheaks apart and started to fingerbang me very harshly. Chris all the while would talk to himself saying things like I was a slut, or his whore and I deserve everything coming to me. His thrust became stronger and all of a sudden I couldnt breath. I was swallowing as fast as I could and anything coming out of my mouth, Kari was licking up. All the while Daisy was still finger fucking me with a few of her fingers. That night seemed to last forever. Chris fucked all of my holes and the girls did what they wanted. I was spanked and fucked. My nipples were pulled and played with. After they had enough of me tied to the chair they moved me to the bed. I was forced to have another orgy with all of them until we passed out.

“Let me out!” Alicia screamed down the empty hallway. She shook the bars of her cell door. They rattled noisily. She anxiously paced the length of her narrow cell a few times, then plopped down on the bare, ratty mattress. ‘How the hell did I get into this fix?’ she asked herself, fuming, and closed her eyes, thinking back… When the rest of her family had moved into their underground retreat (the one she’d built for them under the mountains), she decided to take one final tour across the country – take in the sights one more time before they left. Well, that wasn’t entire true – she blew off after hanging around for a couple of years with nothing to do, missing the social life she’d always enjoyed in the ‘Hub’ and later in Boston. When she heard about the New Confederacy, that was it. She wanted out. She took her own personal flitter and headed for the coast. Upon reaching the Atlantic, she turned south, searching for an inhabited city. All the original coastline cities were underwater by now. That didn’t make much difference because most of them were radioactive craters anyway. Searching the new coastline, Alicia made it to Macon just as she ran out of fuel. She soon discovered that women were definitely second class citizens in this new Confederacy – and valued somewhere between livestock and property. There was a bond system through which every female was processed upon entering. She couldn’t enter the city without registering. Once registered, she was required to stay in a communal facility (read ‘jail’) until she accepted a contract from a bondsman. Accepting a contract meant that she would owe her bondsman a certain amount of money, which he was expected to put forward to set her up in the community. The higher the amount of the bond, the higher her social status would be. She would be the property of her bondsman until she paid back every cent declared in the contract plus every additional coin expended on her care and, if needed, education and medical treatment. After a month of living in the communal facility and not accepting a single offer, she was ejected from the city and threatened with execution should she return. No one was interested in feeding her if she wasn’t pulling her weight, no matter how beautiful she was. Alicia was happy to leave, not even slightly interested in being owned by anyone. At that time, the Confederacy was setting up its capitol in Nashville. Alicia took advantage of the fact that she could go anywhere she pleased during the daytime since there was no one around to stop her and decided to go there. Along the way, she found that food and drink were plentiful, though it was mostly out of irradiated cans. Neither the radiation nor the raging sun bothered her because of her heritage. It was a long, slogging walk to Atlanta, as many of the roads were under a foot or so of seawater. The Georgia of the twenty-second century was mostly shallow salt lakes and swampland, with mosquitoes the size of her hand swarming her at night and twenty-foot long dinosaurs stalking her during the day. It was hot, and the noon sun was cooking her. Half blinded by sweat in her eyes and exhausted from wading down the middle of the highway through ankle-deep water, she never even saw it coming, and didn’t realize she was being stalked until her legs were yanked out from beneath her. Alicia screamed as she splashed down into the shallow stinking water. Her scream was as much in pain as it was in surprise. Something large had her whole leg in its mouth and was dragging her backwards, very rapidly, into the deeper water at the side of the road. Screaming, and clawing madly at the mud, Alicia was pulled under the tepid, foaming water, where the monster released her for an instant, then chomped down on her legs and hips. Satisfied with its new grip on its meal, the monster dove down and swirled Alicia around, bashing her head and shoulders against the bottom of whatever body of water she was in. Disoriented, terrified and desperate for air, she fought as hard as she could, striking its long, hard jaws with her hands and trying to jerk out of its vice-like grip. Its teeth hurt terribly and the water was red with her blood. The monster spun around again, bashing Alicia’s head against something hard. She watched the bubbles of air from her lungs rush away toward the light, then everything was dark. In her nearly unconscious state, she could feel her body being wedged into a tight space as the monster’s snout almost lovingly pushed her under a submerged log. She could see in the monster’s mind that it was decidedly pleased. In a few days, she would be ripe and ready to eat. Feeling surprisingly comfortable now, Alicia let go and the darkness surrounded her. Alicia sat down in her cell, remembering waking up in the middle of a violent storm, lying face down in mud with her body half-in and half-out of a raging river. She had no idea how she survived the attack of that giant crocodile. From the half-healed tooth marks and the deep gouges in her legs and lower belly, she estimated that the attack had occurred only a few hours earlier. This was the same day. It was barely daylight beneath the raging storm she found herself in. Realizing she had to get to higher ground or risk being swept away in a flash flood, she forced her cold, stiff muscles to move and staggered further up the shallow hill she found herself on. When she reached the top of the hill, she could see all around her. There was nothing but water – water and scraggy little tree tops, some of which were moving, having been uprooted by the flood. It got totally dark shortly after she woke up, and she spent the night curled up against the driving rain and a fierce, cold wind. Sometime after midnight, the rain stopped and the wind died down, but the total blackness continued until daybreak. It was two more days before the water went down and Alicia could continue her journey toward Atlanta. During that time, she caught a colorful, orange snake, killed it, and ate it raw. She was actually pretty proud of her wilderness expertise in being able to eat bloody, raw snake until she discovered the snake’s last meal, the partially digested remains of some sort of rodent. Then she threw it all up. Sitting in her cell, now, Alicia thought it strange how some memories seemed so vivid, like that croc attack and eating the orange snake, and how hard it was to remember the faces of her old family. She could see the outlines and hear their voices, but the exact appearance of her parents, her brother or her late husband, for the time being, anyway, eluded her. She lay down on her jail cot and closed her eyes, continuing the journey through the memories of her mind. There were still small groups of survivors in the larger towns, living off whatever was left to scavenge. After her first encounter with survivors, she stayed clear of populated areas. In Athens, she’d been gang-raped and left out in the sun to cook. Another roving gang found her, raped her repeatedly, then stood her up against a wall and executed her, firing squad style. They left her corpse at the side of the road as a warning for others to stay away. It had taken her two days to recover from all the bullet wounds. After that, she was more wary and wasn’t caught again. This new ‘lifestyle’, traveling and thieving during the day, then holing up at night when the Normals came out, became a new and intense game for Alicia. She’d spent most of her life being a social creature in a social society and this was a real challenge of her ability to survive. She began to understand the thrill that her son, Jake Hedron, and his wife found in doing security work, and search and rescue operations. Not knowing her way around the country (that what computers are for, after all), she eventually arrived in Memphis, another Confederate city. There, she was also required to register for a bond. This time, tired of hiding and eating out of cans, she was offered and accepted a 10K promissory note. Thus, she entered her new profession as a bond girl (not James). The tall, willowy blue-eyed blonde quickly filled out again after having walked several hundred miles over a period of about two years, and became Arnold Baker’s favorite. Over the next ten years, she actually paid off the 10K she owed, but stayed with him anyway, until one day he didn’t come home. Two other people did, however, and took her with them. After several weeks of sexual abuse in her new captivity, Alicia was left unguarded at the edge of town. There was nowhere she could go, of course, unless she chose to go topside and be cooked by the sun. The next night when they came to get her, she was gone. “Don’t bother,” her captor said. “She went topside. She’ll be dead by the time we find her.” There were more people traveling in Tennessee than she’d seen for awhile as the Confederacy had set up underground and basement lodges for people to stay in as they moved from town to town, reestablishing a form of caravan commerce. These underground lodges actually made it easier for Alicia to steal food and water, as well as fresh clothes. She traveled during the day and hid out at night when everyone else traveled, just like before. Each morning, people and their animals went underground, often leaving their supplies stacked at the entrance of whatever underground lodge they chose for the day. After all, who in their right mind would risk sun poisoning for a few supplies? Alicia found pickings really easy. During her entire two-month walk to Nashville, she was only shot at twice by guards. She was never chased. A person would have to be a fool to go out in the sun these days, even to recover stolen goods. Arriving at the outskirts of Nashville, it was impossible to tell that the city was inhabited. No one was out in the daylight, of course, so she established herself in a nice house and lived there comfortably for about two months until she discovered that her body monitor had ceased functioning sometime in the last year or so. She discovered that when she noticed she was several months pregnant. She didn’t have any trouble getting bonded when she presented herself to the city registry. A pregnant woman was a treasured commodity. She accepted a 50K bond for herself and her unborn child and lived in underground luxury for the next four months until her son was born. After that, she resumed her work as a bond girl while raising her son in the Confederacy. There were only a dozen children near his age in the entire city, so they were all schooled together. Alicia was highly educated in the best schools and was able to pay off her bond much faster by helping as a teacher’s aid as well as becoming a much-sought-after companion for high-ranking officers and merchandisers. Once again, she was a socialite in the power circle of government, even though she was only a lowly bond girl. When her son was fourteen, he was inducted into the army. Alicia only got to see him once a year after that. When Colonel Sattersby became Commander of the Army in Nashville, he spotted the slender, blue-eyed blonde and bought her bond. That severely limited her freelance activities as a bond girl, but she was much more on the inside of the movers and shakers of high government as a result, and that pleased her. She’d been with Sattersby for eight years, now, and suddenly, this morning, he’d had her arrested and thrown in prison. And she had no idea why she was here. That brings us up to the present. “Finally!” Alicia exclaimed as she saw several security guards approaching. “Why the hell am I in here? Do you know who I am?” A guard unlocked her cell and she arrogantly walked out into the hallway, where she was immediately grabbed. Her wrists were cuffed behind her and she was led back up the way they had arrived, angrily yelling and cussing at everyone. An hour later, she understood. “Two days ago,” her interrogator was saying, “you were seen consorting with a young security officer, a Lieutenant Conroy Barley. Later that night, he killed a bondsman and kidnapped a bond girl. He also stole a Jeep from the Nashville Motor Pool. Before he disabled the transponder, it indicated that he was headed West Northwest.” Alicia stared uncomprehendingly at the savage looking, snarling man. “So?” “Don’t play Miss Innocent with me, you fucking spy!” he snarled at her. “We’ve been watching you for eight years, just waiting for you to slip up!” “What the hell are you talking about?” Alicia demanded. “Are you fucking nuts? My son is a member of your army. I’ve lived in the Confederacy as a bond girl for the last twenty years! How the hell do you figure I’m a spy? “And for who?” she asked haughtily. “Who would I spy for? You’re the only government around, or maybe in your absurd paranoia you haven’t noticed that!” “You’re looking awfully young to be forty-four,” her interrogator sneered, leaning back in his chair after listening to her tirade. “How do you do it?” “Do what?” Alicia snarled. “Did you use your mind power to turn him?” he asked, his voice sounding superior and snide. “What?” she exclaimed, caught totally off guard. “What are you talking about?” He placed a cube on the desk in front of her. She stared at it, not understanding. At a signal from her interrogator, the guard behind her jabbed her shoulder with a cattle prod. “Aaiiieee!” Alicia screamed. ‘What the fuck was that?’ Badly shaken, Alicia mentally scanned the other minds in the room to see if there were any more ugly surprises planned for her. The little cube started blinking on and off. “What is that?” she asked, more nervous now. “A telepathic detector,” the man smirked. “A simple device used to keep people from cheating at cards.” Alicia stared at the man, real fear in her eyes now. “I’m not a spy!” she confessed. “I used to be able to read my husband’s thoughts, but I’ve never had any reason to try to undermine your government!” ‘I need help!’ she broadcast into the air as loud as she could think. ‘I think they’re going to kill me!’ The cube began blinking again. “Calling for help?” he asked, his voice cold now. The man stood up and picked up a very fancy looking scroll. “Alicia Burnhart, you are accused and found guilty of the following charges: “1. Using telepathy to brainwash a security officer and make him a traitor to his people. “2. Spying on the Confederacy and using telepathy to keep your seditious group informed of where our army and supplies are located, leading to… “3. Theft of said supplies. “You are hereby sentenced to death,” he solemnly stated. “You will be staked out in the sun until you are dead. “Tommy,” he said to the sergeant of the guards. “Have some fun with her while she’s still fresh!” “Yes, sir,” Sergeant Torque replied, a malicious grin appearing on his face. “She’ll wish she’d never been born, sir.” “No!” Alicia cried as she was dragged toward the door. “You can’t do this! I’m innocent! I haven’t done anything! Pleeaassee!” The guards dragged her back to her cell. There, they forced her to undress, practically ripping her fancy clothes off of her. “Please! Stop!” she pleaded as she was forced down to her knees. Sergeant Torque backhanded Alicia across her face, knocking her against the frame of the cell bunk. Then he kicked her hard in the stomach, grinning as she grunted and choked, almost throwing up. He savagely kicked her again, and she did throw up. “This is how we treat spies, Miss Southern Comfort,” Torque sneered at her. “You and yer fake Bas-tonian accent and yer high-minded manner! All this time, just sneakin’ ’round and taking advantage of our Southern Hospitality!” He put his boot on her rump and shoved her down into her own vomit. Alicia tried to push back up, whimpering and pleading. One of the guards started to leave, a look of sick disgust on his face. “Where’re you goin’?” Torque asked, snarling. “Stay an’ watch!” “Well, I was gonna fuck her, Sarge,” the other guard said, “But you’ve pretty much messed her up. I’ll just wait’ll she’s staked out and do ’er then. A bucket of water’ll clean ’er up, I reckon.” “No! Please!” Alicia cried out. “Don’t stake me out. I’ll die out there in the sun!” ‘No, Br’er Rabbit cried! Please don’t throw me in that briar patch! Alicia thought as she pleaded with her captors. “Don’t worry, Darlin’,” the sergeant replied, his voice deadly soft. “We ain’t gonna stake ya out… Tomas laughed, cruelly, then added, “Not ’til we’ve all staked ya in! Ha-ha-ha-ha! “A bucket o’ water’s a good idea,” he proclaimed, unbuttoning his uniform. “Go git one! An’ hurry back!” “Yes, Sergeant Torque!” the guard replied. He left quickly. It only took a minute and he was back with a bucket of water. “Com’on!” Sergeant Torque snarled, yanking Alicia’s out of her cell by her luxurious blond hair. Alicia found herself on her hands and knees on the concrete floor of the hallway outside her cell. Whimpering and crying, she tried to sit up. “Straighten up!” a guard yelled at her. She did and was immediately deluged from head to toe with cold water. “Aaahh! Damn you!” she shrieked, becoming more hysterical now. “Goddam mother fuckers!” She swung her arm at one of the guards, hitting him up against his shoulder. He grabbed her hair and straightened her up, then punched her in her belly with his fist. “Gnuugh”! Alicia grunted, doubling over. A knee in her face smashed her nose and she started to bleed all over her naked breasts and arms. “That’s enough!” Sergeant Torque hollered. Completely beaten now, she curled down on her knees, whimpering, “I din do it… I din do it… I din do it…” Torque bent forward, grabbed her wet, mottled hair and yanked it so her bloody face was staring at him. He slapped her hard. “Shut up! “Take ’er into a clean cell!” he snarled at the other three guards. “And get ’er ready!” He followed the three guards as they dragged the whimpering girl into another empty cell, then threw her down on the cot. Grinning, the evil sergeant approached, unlatching his belt. He had already unbuttoned his shirt. “Yer gonna fuck me?” Alicia asked, half-laughing, not believing her bad luck. “We’re all gonna fuck ya, slut-bod!” Torque sneered at her. Then he grinned at her. It was a mean look on his face. “First, we’re gonna stake ya in here, an’ then…” his grin widened. He laughed as he watched her come to an understanding… With new horror, Alicia suddenly saw the image in his cruel, vastly evil mind. They weren’t going to tie her to the stake… and he had done that to many, many others… Torque savagely backhanded her as she screamed. Then he had his hard dick out. He dropped down on top of her and shoved it up between her legs. Alicia screamed, in fury this time, and savagely clawed at him, trying to keep her legs together and throw him off of her. He slammed his fist into her diaphragm, knocking the wind and the fight out of her for a moment. By the time she had control of her body again, he was already fucking her, grunting his cruel pleasure as he came inside her. “Next!” he snarled. “Don’t worry, cutie. By the time we’re ready to put you to the stake, it’ll slide up there real easy like! You’ll even like it! The first half-meter anyway…” He laughed and turned away. ‘Fucking slut-bod!’ He went over by the cell door to give his guards room to play, pulled his fatigues back up and began buttoning his fly. A feminine hand reached down into a pocket and took his keys. “Excuse me,” the pretty blonde said pleasantly as she turned away toward the other guards. “What the hell?” he exclaimed. “There’s two of ’em!” He grabbed her arm and stared at her for a moment, thinking he recognized her. Even as he blinked and tried to focus his eyes, the girl seemed to fade right out of his grasp and reappeared by the cell door. She locked it and tossed the keys across the hall into another empty cell, then pleasantly turned around and shouldered her way around the other two guards raptly watching Alicia being raped by the guy who’d splashed her with the bucket of water. ‘Scuse me… ’scuse me, please… coming through…’ “Hot damn!” one of the guards she slid by yelped as he grabbed at the new girl’s naked torso. Sergeant Torque watched, his mouth hanging open, as the naked blonde flickered like she did before, easily evading the second guard’s grasp with the same ease she’d evaded his. Alicia was whimpering and weakly pushing against the guard on top of her, trying to keep his cock out of her pussy. Someone suddenly shoved him aside. Alicia blinked, not believing her eyes. “Mom?” “Com’on, Honey,” Tanya cooed. “Let’s go home.” She sat down on the bed and hugged her daughter. “Oh! this is for you,” Tanya said cheerfully as she tossed a small round object to the guard she’d just shoved off her daughter. As the guard caught it with his hand, he heard something small and metallic bounce against the wall next to the cot. His eyes widened as the two naked blondes vanished from right in front of him. Then he looked down at the grenade she’d tossed to him. It was the last thing he saw.

Cathy and I should have gone to a motel but the idea of doing it on the beach was really tempting. It was my little fetish to do it outdoors so we set off in search of a nice secluded spot. We found one just as the sun was beginning to set. Off the highway about a half a mile we parked the car and walked until we found a spot. It was hidden from view by large mango trees. Cathy put the blanket down while I peeled off my shirt and took in the cool breeze raw with the scent of the ocean. I kicked my shoes off and sat down staring at the cascade of reds before me. I felt her hands around me from behind and then her nipples on my back hard and ready for my tongue’s attention. She squeezed her 36 bust against my back the warmth filling me with desire and yearning. “Do you want me?” She whispered the question in my ear her breath sweet like the scent of a rose and hot as the arousal building between my legs. I turned around as she let go. She was already naked. Her top was next to my shoes and her skirt was lost to me as I stared at her nakedness. An hour glass figure she stood with her hands on her hips. “Are you going to take that off?” She asked referring to my pants. I stood and hurriedly worked the catch as my shaft hardened in my jeans my gaze moving from her breasts to her smooth mound. I couldn’t wait to lick her and I suspect neither could she. As I kicked my pants off as she sat down on the blanket. I crawled towards her like a dog, my tongue eager to be buried deep inside her juicy pussy. She opened her legs. I leaned down and let the tip of my tongue move over her mound. So soft groan escaped her lips as I slowly moved down to her slit then to her hole my tongue brushing against her clit sending shivers through her body as I trailed it over her. Cathy’s hands found their way to my head and into my hair pulling me closer to her as she rose up off the blanket with her hips thrusting her pussy into my mouth. She was wet, very wet and hot. I was ready to slip my tongue into her when she screamed. Before I could react I was yanked away from my prize and rewarded with a kick that sent me reeling between consciousness and unconsciousness. When consciousness came to me consistently I was still on the blanket but my hands were bound and so were my feet at the ankle. Two men stood over Cathy, big men that had one thing in mind to ravage my girl. The bigger of the two stood between her legs while the other held her hands. The one standing between her legs had them in hand at the ankle. His dick was already out and ready to be thrust it into her. From where I lay I could it. It was large and fat. I was about seven inches when I was hard and I know it hurt Cathy sometimes but this man was close to nine and twice the girth I was. He would rip open. I cried out at them and tried to move. The man between her legs turned to me. “You’re going to like this lover boy,” Jack shut him up. The other man, Jack, let go of Cathy grabbed one of my socks and stuffed it in my mouth leaning next to my ear to whisper, “Wait ‘til I rip her ass.” He laughed. I tried to move towards them but it was no use. Cathy screamed begging the man to stop shouting that it hurt and that she’d do anything. “You hear that Jack?” The man with his dick inside her said between panting strokes. “Yeah Jim.” His pants were off and he kneeled next to her and said something pointing at me. Cathy tried to turn away but his dick was on her lips and then in her mouth. “Suck it bitch!” he shouted. “Suck it good. You know you like it.” I couldn’t believe what was happening. I lay on the blanket helpless as my girlfriend was being raped by two monstrous men. Jim the one still ramming his shaft into her with ferocity holding her legs in the air to make each thrust count was panting. Between his pants I could hear Cathy muffled moaning, muffled because of Jack’s ramming his cock in and out of her mouth. In spite of myself I felt my shaft stiffen. I couldn’t believe I still had a hard on in fact I couldn’t believe it was getting even harder but I was getting harder. More blood rushed to my shaft and redoubled the desire I felt for her earlier. Jim gasped and exhaled as he came inside her and slipping out of her on her stomach as well. They switched places with Jack pulling his cock out of Cathy’s mouth. He put her on all four like a bitch in heat and spread her ass cheeks. “This is for you big boy.” He said to me. Cathy had never had anal sex before and even as I knew it would hurt and even as much as I didn’t want them to hurt and humiliate her further I wanted to watch and watch I did as Jack spit between her ass crack and guided his cock the same size it seemed as Jim’s to her asshole and into her with one hard punch. Cathy’s scream was lost in a gasp of surprise when the man’s large phallus impaled her from behind. Jack did not start off slow like Jim nor was Cathy really ready for Jack as she was for Jim because I knew she was wet before he went in her but nonetheless Jack was riding her. Jim came over to me. “That bitch is a good fuck,” he said, “you don’t…” He saw my hard on. “Jack this fucker is getting off on this.” “Yeah then I’ll fuck her harder.” Sliding his hands under her grabbing her breasts and squeezing feeding on the sensual feel of them and using his grip for leverage he increase the pace and intensity of his strokes into her. Cathy’s moans became louder, the growing crescendo drowning out the sound of the ocean crashing against the shore and Jim laughing at the fact that I was finding pleasure from my girlfriend’s humiliation at the hands of common thugs. Jack groaned and pushed himself into her one last time as he came grinding his hips onto her full round ass. As he pulled out he pushed Cathy, exhausted onto the blanket and pulled his pants up. Jack and Jim stood over me laughing. “You might want some of that.” Jack said laughing and the both started away disappearing behind the trees still laughing laughing that soon faded and was gone replaced by the sound of Cathy crying and the monotonous crash of ocean waves. I managed to spit the sock out and work my hands free in spite of tearing flesh on my wrists. With my feet free I went to her. She was bleeding from both holes. She was crying and as I turned her towards me I realized Jack was right I did want her. The crescent of the sun dipped below the horizon and holding both her hands I worked my way between her legs and in spite of weak protests I took turns on her stretched pussy and gaping asshole enjoying her protests and her pitiful attempts to escape me as she was trying with her two earlier occupants. Cathy didn’t stay with me after that of course but I’d found a new fetish to satisfy my sexual yearning and that was watching women having their virtue stolen savagely before I delved into their pot of pleasure myself.

DONNIE'S STORY, PART 1 When I was fourteen, I had plenty of friends but sometimes none of them would be around, so there was this kid named Kyle, about 12 years old, who lived two buildings down the street from me, and if he was around, I'd sit on his steps and talk to him. I didn't really think of him as my friend, but he didn't seem to have any friends, and he was rather slow. We were sitting on his steps one day just talking, and I noticed that I could see the tip of his penis sticking out of the bottom of his shorts. I kept looking at it as it seemed big for a kid his age. He told me that his older brother (in his 20's) had some of those little dirty comic books, "eight pagers," they call them. Dick Tracy, Popeye, Little Orphan Annie, Superman, etc. As soon as I heard that I all but begged him to let me see them. He agreed, and we went upstairs to his apartment, and then to his room. His room was a typical boy's room, clothes all over the floor, and no shades on the windows. He went to a chest-of-drawers and got out several of those little comic books, and we sat together on the bed. Naturally, looking at the pictures of giant cocks going into juicy cunts, and also being sucked, got me stiff as a board. I looked over at Kyle's crotch and could see almost half of his now stiffened cock. I was so hot and horny, I reached over and touched the end of his cock. It was very hot and hard, yet smooth to the touch. I asked him if he wanted to feel my cock, and he gladly agreed. None of that "through the pants" stuff though. I dropped my shorts and underwear to the floor and he did likewise. He had no underwear on. His cock was as hard as mine was, and I just had to play with it. My hand actually trembled as I stroked it up and down slowly. I couldn't stand it anymore, I dropped to my knees and gulped Kyle's cock into my mouth. The randy smell of his cock and balls turned me on, and I kept sucking his cock as he started to push it into my mouth and pull back slowly. While I was sucking his cock, I was pulling my own cock faster and faster, and just before I was going to cum, he unloaded several spurts of hot creamy cum into my mouth. It wasn't enough to fill my mouth so I swallowed it a little at a time to see what it tasted like. It wasn't bad at all, it kinda turned me on even more, knowing that I had just sucked my first cock and swallowed my first mouthful of cum. Just thinking about it put me over the edge, I shot my cum all over his floor. After we sat down for a while, and that first guilty feeling had passed, I asked him if he'd like to do this again. He happily agreed and said that he wanted to suck me off next time. He also asked if his older brother could join us next time, since they had been touching each other's cocks through their clothes for a while now. I told him to let me think about doing that next time. Actually, that was ALL I could think about over the next few days. I had seen Kyle's brother Kit before, and he was a handsome dude, already an adult, I suppose at least eighteen years old. His body was well developed, and he had muscles that showed when he stretched or bent. Finally the day came when Kyle's parents were away from home and his brother, Kit, was home as well. Kyle told me that he had told Kit what we had done, and that Kit seemed pleased and wanted to join the fun. When I got to their house, both were almost nude, wearing only running shorts that left little to be imagined. If I thought Kyle's cock was big, I was amazed to see that Kit's cock was even bigger: longer and thicker than either mine or Kyle's. He sat on the couch playing with himself as Kyle showed me into the living room. His cock was sticking out of his shorts and I could see his balls hanging between his outstretched thighs. My mouth watered and my own cock began to harden in anticipation of getting to play with that almost man-sized mountain of meat. Kit told us to stand in front of him, and when we did, he proceeded to jerk our shorts down to reveal our kiddy cocks to his gaze. Both Kyle and I were hard, but our little dongs could not compare with Kit's penile pole. Kit reached up and took a cock in each hand, and manipulated them for a few minutes until they were as hard as they could get. "I hear you boys like to suck cock," he said, reaching in and pulling his own cock out and pointing it up at us. Then he pulled our hands and made us kneel down in front of him while he took off his shorts and spread his legs as far apart as he could, his bottom scooting to the edge of the couch cushion. "Here, boys, have a taste of a real man's cock," he instructed, as we eagerly bent and both began to lick his penis with our tongues. I found his balls with one hand and let Kyle suck the head of his brother's cock while I licked up and down the side from his balls up to where I met Kyle's mouth. Our saliva mixed as we slathered Kit's cock with our spit. Soon Kit began to shake and moan, and before we could stop what we were doing his cum cream splashed onto both of our faces, some of it getting into our mouths. His cum tasted stronger than Kyle's had, but I knew I would be a lover of cum from then on, whatever the flavor. When Kit finished cumming, he had us lick up the extra honey and share it in a boyishly clumsy kiss, our tongues licking and sucking up the cream from each other's face. Then he showed us how to lie in the classic "69" position with me on top of his brother, and we proceeded to suck each other's cock until we came in each other's mouth. To say that Kyle became my best friend at that time in my life would be a gross understatement. I have been a devoted cocksucker ever since. I especially enjoy sucking a cut cock, and getting the head all the way down my throat so that I massage it just like a woman's pussy would. And I love cock cream in my mouth and all over my face. Kyle, Kit, and I had many sessions like the one I just described, but they tended to be very similar, so I won't bore you with them. By the way, Kit never sucked our cocks, but we didn't mind. We were a couple of "happy campers" just to be able to service him and each other. We enjoyed our sex play for the next three years, but then I got a job at Kit moved away, so we didn't get together much after that. However, my job turned out to be quite an adventure. I'll tell about that in Part 2 of my story.

It might seem rather odd to some, but there is no denying that exotic locales often lead to exotic encounters. I wasn't thinking this when I booked a flight to Cairo of course; I'm an archaeologist, not an anthropologist, so the closest I've been to studying a living specimen of humanity was in biology class in Tenth Grade. Sure, I've had my various lovers, but they were hardly exotic. My guide to the dig spoke heavily-accented English, but he had a smile that would light up Manhattan, full of strong white teeth which contrasted pleasantly with his sunbaked skin. I'm no novice when it comes to camels, and I think he was impressed when I didn't need his help. He didn't look Egyptian, more Bedouin than anything else, but it was difficult to see anything of him other than his smile, shrouded as he was in flowing robes. "But such pretty skin will bake in the sun, must cover," he said, gesturing to my naked arms and legs. I gathered that he thought I would get burnt, and while I'm no stranger to the sun, he made clear with his charming patois that it would be far better to cover up than to regret it later. Holding his finger up in the universal "one moment" sign, he disappeared into a building, returning a few moments later with a robe and loose cotton pants to match. He must have expected me to need them. The expression is "going native," and as we bobbed our way out of the city limits, it was hard to tell which of us was which. Certainly not flattering attire, but I'm a gal of limited needs. Most of the time my clothing is covered in dust; oh, not from ancient tombs though, but from ancient books. I practically live in the library, which is why I found being in the field so exhilarating. As the sun rose high, nearing its zenith, my guide halted our procession at a cluster of scrub-like trees around a muddy hole. The myth of the oasis contrasted with harsh reality in my mind, and I almost laughed. But there was shade here, and in the heat of the day I was glad of it. "When it cools, we move," said my guide, then he sprawled under the largest tree and for the first time pulled the cloth from his head. He was younger than I had expected, with short black hair which showed a hint of curl, and eyes which sparkled when he smiled. I suddenly found myself wishing I spoke Arabic, not just because I was feeling that typical American guilt when confronted with the bilingual. I wanted to communicate, and for the first time I realized what those who study the living must experience all the time. I hesitated, not wanting to impose, but he beckoned me over with one hand while pulling out a water skin and a bundle from some secret pocket with the other. I was more than happy to oblige, and he smiled again, which made me smile. We sat there, both smiling at each other like idiots, me thinking about how beautiful his dark skin was and he thinking God knows what. Finally he laughed and broke the spell, and we sat together in the shade, eating a simple meal of bread and water and not saying a word. At length, I felt I couldn't go on without an introduction, so I placed my hand on my chest and said, "I'm Nina," and instantly felt incredibly stupid. He smiled and mimicked my movements, saying, "I am Sallah ibn Omar ibn Ibrahim." "Can I call you Sallah? I'm not sure I can remember the whole thing." He laughed. I was really falling for his laugh; it was better than his smile. "Yes, Sallah to my friends," he said. "I forget with Americans how formal I am." Without thinking, I started to pull off the robe, which was growing rather hot. Then I remembered. "You.. you don't mind if I take off my robe?" I asked. "In my grandfather's tent, daughters who dressed as you would be beaten," he said sternly, and my heart sank to think that I had offended him. Then he grinned. "But I am not my grandfather. My family says I have been too long with Western people. I dream to go to England one day." Considerably cooler without the robe and pantaloons, I returned to my seat at his side. "Not America?" I asked. "If all American women as as beautiful as you, I may change my mind," he said with a smile. I blushed, feeling strangely comfortable with his flattery all the same. "Most are much prettier," I said. "Now this I cannot believe," he objected. "You are beautiful even at a distance, but how many American women can ride a camel with such skill. You must have our blood in your veins." I giggled. "You're right about the camel," I allowed, "but this is my first trip to the desert. I know camels from home; my father worked in a zoo." "A desert blossom may only bloom in the desert," Sallah said with a tone that suggested he was quoting some ancient wisdom. "So you are more beautiful here than anywhere else maybe." It doesn't take much of this sort of thing to get me weak at the knees, and I was blushing red enough to be any flower you can name. "You're quite the looker yourself," I said by way of deflection, but also because I meant it. The smile alone would have made me notice him, and now that his robes weren't flowing in the wind, I could see his muscular body was no slouch in the looks department either. "Ah, but not like American men in the magazines I have seen," he said with a wave of his hand and a smile. "The desert makes you lovely, but it bakes and burns me so I grow old before my time. It is the way of things." "You're better looking than any American man I've run into," I said, not knowing exactly what I was doing. He smiled. "You think this? You see, the desert is in you after all." Our bodies were getting closer and closer together as I was drawn toward him. Our faces were nearly touching. Finally I realized what I was doing and almost pulled away, but the look in his eyes spoke volumes. "Sallah, you need to kiss me," I said, the matter-of-factness startling the rational part of my mind. "Americans, so forward," he laughed, but his eyes stayed locked with mine and he didn't move away. Then he kissed me. His lips were warm and much softer than I expected, and while he made no move to change the kiss, he didn't seem to mind when my tongue snaked into his mouth. Like I said, I'm no student of culture, but if it alarmed him when I began to press my body against his, he never said so. We broke the kiss with a gasp. "A desert princess you may be, but you are American still," he smiled. "It is hard to say which makes you more beautiful to me." We kissed again, with more passion this time, and it thrilled me when he twined his tongue against mine. When we came up for air again, I was lost in him. "You are the sexiest man alive," I said, with no hint of hyperbole. He was becoming less and less controlled as I gazed into his eyes. "You are more lovely than the finest silks, more desirable than... I must have you. You wish it too I hope?" I didn't have to say a word. We kissed again, and this time his hands were all over my body, their roughness driving me wild. I in turn was franticly trying to reach my hands into his robes, and when I finally succeeded, his skin was smooth as fine leather, almost as if the sand had shined it rather than wearing it rough. His hands, skillful and strong, pulled my shirt over my head quickly but with a gentleness I had never felt before. Even in the depths of passion, he seemed a perfect gentleman. Then he gazed down at my breasts, which looked almost white against his hands. "It is more than I imagined," he said, enraptured. For my part, the touch of his fingers on the underside of my breasts made me shiver. Then I shivered even harder as his mouth closed around my left nipple, those soft warm lips pressing softly against my skin, which was burning hotter than the sun above. I did not feel shy in front of him as he gently lay me on the ground and began unbuttoning my shorts. I felt like a wanton, lying there willingly letting this man I barely knew gaze down at my body like it was the only thing in the world to him. But I made no attempt to cover myself, even as he pulled my shorts and panties from me in one swift motion. I even spread my legs slightly as he gazed now at my naked pubis, giving him a better view. "Now we see the real desert bloom," he said with a smile. "It is more radiant than any other." He reached down and stroked the swollen lips with those strong firm hands and I melted. I could feel him spreading my open and then massaging my opening, but I couldn't see it because my eyes were filled with stars. At length he pushed a finger into me, causing me to writhe on the ground like a snake. The soil beneath me was soft, not sandy at all, and cool from the shade. Just as I thought I could take no more, his hands withdrew from between my legs and I felt him kissing me again, his breath hot like a sandstorm on my cheeks. He had me completely at his mercy, like no man had ever before him. When I finally opened my eyes and saw him over me, we gazed at each other for a moment, just drinking in the sensations. Then, faster than I thought possible, his robes were over his head and he was naked above me. His body, hard and muscular yet somehow soft to the touch, was only slightly paler than his face. And his hardened cock drooped below his hips, bobbing against my skin as he kissed me again. It was only after he had positioned himself between my legs that I realized just how large he was, and wondered rather absently if it would hurt much. He took my hips in his hands, pulled my pelvis up, making me squeal, and then in a rush penetrated me. There was nothing timid about his cock inside me, and he never stopped his invasion until I felt like I would be pulled apart and I screamed. The sound carried across the desert but no one was there to hear it as he halted, how deep inside me I don't know, and lowered my buttocks back to the earth, leaning forward to kiss me. "You are tight as a virgin," he whispered softly into my ear, and his smile made all my pain disappear. "I must be slower with you than the stallion with the filly." So saying he slowly began to apply pressure downward with his hips, driving his cock ever deeper. I was panting by this time, my mind swimming through a sea of pleasure. It was his skill, more than his size, that pushed me over the edge, and as he bottomed out inside me I wailed as a fierce orgasm rushed through me. His hands were on my breasts and he was calming me, saying sweet nothings into my ear as I arched my back and my vaginal walls spasmed under his pressure and mine. When I had quieted somewhat he began working up a rhythm, starting softly, then more and more firmly as he began to press himself in and out of my now-widened entrance. He had my hips firmly in his grasp again, and each time he pressed against my cervix I spasmed with delight. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of pleasure, he slowed. "You are used to me now I think," he said with that same beautiful smile, then he withdrew his hardness from my hole, much to my disappointment. "I must make myself again new to you, or I shall not see again that beautiful fury that consumes you." He helped me to my hands and knees and then got behind my hips and made ready to mount me again. This was new for me indeed, since I'd never been taken from behind before. As I said, not many exotic lovers. And as he again slipped into me, I could feel what I had been missing. As the steel-hard head of his cock pressed up and in, I felt my arousal grow quickly to a crescendo. Each time his pelvis pressed against my thighs, his dark hair tickled my tender clit, pushing me closer and closer to the edge each time. He slowed again. "I am close," he said. "Give me a moment to regain myself, and then I shall be ready." "I'm close too, and I want you inside me," I said with a passion I had never before felt. It was true; I had never had a man spend himself inside me and that was all I wanted now. He said something in a foreign tongue which sounded like disbelief. "You are perfect," he finished finally. "This must be only a dream, but if it is, then let us both enjoy it." He began to grunt with exertion as he again pressed himself deeper and deeper, pressing against my clit and cervix at the same time, until finally I began a slow, mounting orgasm which was unlike any I'd had before. When my feminine muscles tightened the first time, he gave one last push, deeper than all the others, and came as well. His cock inside me was liquid fire, and as he emptied himself into my womb, each splash and spasm took me higher and higher until I was soaring on the winds. We were both gasping, the desert around us forgotten, nothing remaining of the world except my vaginal walls wrapped around his pulsating hardness. After he spurted what felt like a pint of jism deep inside me, he finally stopped and began to soften even as I slowly spiraled downward from the sky, until we both lay on the ground, covered in sweat, his now soft cock wet with my female liquids, my stretched opening dripping with his sperm. We dozed off like that, the hot breeze seeming cold, our backs pressed into the earth. When I awoke, Sallah was already clothed, and I found that I was covered in my robe. It was evening, and the sky was just beginning to show hints of darkness. "We have stayed too long I think," said Sallah, his smile saying all that needed to be said. "Why, what's wrong?" I asked hoarsely, my throat parched. "We shall never make your camp by night," he said, gazing out over the horizon. "And the desert is no place to travel by the moon. Perhaps we could make the next oasis, perhaps not." "Can we stay here?" "Ah, this is what I was about to propose. We can make a small fire, and I have carried a tent for such occasions. It gets very cold at night, just as it is hot in the daytime." "Did you bring two tents?" I asked him mischievously. He grinned, and I wanted to bend over and take him again right then. "Foolish me, I think there is only one. I could sleep by my camel of course, so you could..." He had to stop talking because his lips were covered by mine. "Who needs a fire," I said when I finally released him and hurried to put on my robe and pantaloons. From the looks of things, I wouldn't be needing my other clothes until morning. At least.

Ever since I was young my father always worked 2nd shift, which meant I was always stuck home with my mother and sisters. I never put much thought into the fact that I was in a house full of women. By the time I reached 14 y/o I had really started to notice woman. I found myself hanging out with my mom and sisters more when they would just be lounging around watching television. I would sneak a peek as one of them would reach for or bend over for something. A bare breast down the nightgown or the silhouette of soft pussy lips through the panties. I would jerk myself off to sleep every night with the images I had captured in my head that evening. One night my mother had fallen asleep on the couch and I happened downstairs. What I saw left me speechless. My mothers nightgown had rode up so high that I was now staring at her pantieless pussy, I just stared in awe. By now my pecker was at full attention and without any thought I just started rubbing myself through my shorts. I was brought out of my daze when I happened to look up and she was staring right at me. I didn’t know what to say or do, so I just stood there looking at her and to my surprise she smiled. Without making any attempt to cover up, she propped herself up and told me to come sit next to her. She said that it is good that I have such an interest in women and that a man should not be shy about his body. She said" I know that living here with you mom and 2 sisters can be a little frustrating" "Your sisters do not do a good job of covering up and I know that makes hot" "I hear you in your room after you peek on me in the shower and to honest I sometimes like to peek in on you. Well that just cock jump, my mother watching me jack off. It made my cock harder than before. That was the end of that conversation and we went on as if nothing had happened. Then one afternoon when it was just my mother and I in the house. she said she was going to take a shower so I figured that I would get a look. So I peeked in through the crack in the door and what I saw got me hard instantly. My mother was standing in the shower with her hand between her legs and she was moaning. She is a short woman, not skinny but far from fat, she has huge tits that swing low and the biggest nipples I have ever seen, clean-shaven and her pussy was glistening I leaned in to try and get a better look and saw her full on with her fingers in her snatch and she was moaning my name. I stepped back and saw her look up at the door. I went to my room not knowing if she saw me or not. I had to take care of my hard on so I started stroking and let me tell you, I was so into that I didn't even see my mother standing in the door watching. I twisted in my bed to cover myself when she said "Now that’s not fair, You got to watch me play with myself now let me watch you" and she came over to my bed. She told me that with my father always working nights that they never get to have sex. It had been over a year since they were last together and that me being the man of the house the responsibility should be mine. The next thing I knew my hand on my cock was replaced by hers. She looked like she was asking for approval. I just laid back and let her go to work. Sensing my approval she started to slowly jerk my cock. I have never felt so good. I reached out and grabbed a nipple and pinched. She shuddered with pleasure that is when I asked her if I could taste her pussy. She practically jumped on the bed. I positioned myself between those thick thighs and started to lick her pussy lips. She started top moan and grab at her tits. I found her clit and sucked on it soft and slow then hard and fast. She started to pour out juices faster that I could lick it up. She began screaming "OH YEAH BABY, LICK YOUR MOMMYS PUSSY...OH GOD BABY I AM COMING...OH...OH...OH YESSSSSSS. My face was completely covered by her pussy juice and then like a raving lunatic she shoved me onto my back and straddled my cock. She grabbed hold and slid herself down hard letting out a big scream as if she were in pain. She started rocking back and forth and I felt her pussy grab my cock hard. I have never felt anything like this before. Up and down she rode, faster and faster, harder and harder. All my dreams of fucking my mother were coming true and felt better than I ever imagined. Then I did something that even surprised me. I reached up and grabbed a handful of hair pulled her down on her back put each one of her chunky thighs under each arm and fuck her hard. I was calling her a dirty little whore that liked having her son fuck her. She was really getting off by this. I slid in and out burying my cock to the balls and she was screaming. "I'm such a horrible woman but I just love getting fucked my son, fuck me hard baby and make me come again and I did just that. After she came I grabbed her hair and pulled her face to my crotch and said " suck it whore", She grabbed my cock like a mad woman and sucked me off and just as I was about to come, I pulled my cock out and sprayed my come all over her face. I just lay there spent and she got up without saying a word and went into the bathroom to clean up. I gathered myself and went into the bathroom; she had a lovely glow on her face and a big smile. She came over and gave me a kiss and said, "If you don't mind maybe we can do that again sometime?” "Anytime" I said "anytime"

I had just finished my exams and had a month long break. I didn’t have anything to do. I didn’t have a girlfriend at the time and so was mostly spending my time watching porn and jerking off to it. I was a horny 15 year old obsessed with sex especially that involving mature women. I kept downloading movies featuring mature horny women. This obsession wasn’t just limited to the computer. I was fantasizing about a number of women whom I knew- my teachers, my neighbor, my friend’s moms, my cousins but majority of my fantasies were about my aunt. My mother’s younger sister, she was married with two kids and lived in the other part of the country. Well, she was a really sexy MILF. She was about 5’6”, slim, with an ass to die for and breasts that weren’t too large but looked perfect on her body. Her nice black hair and her beautiful face made a complete package. So one day when she called and asked me to come over for the holidays, I agreed. My cousin brother, who was a year younger, would be great company and maybe, just maybe I could try my luck with my aunt. All through the flight, I thought only about my aunt. I started planning on how I would make her have sex with me. I was thinking of eating her sweet pussy. I pictured her beautiful mouth bobbing up and down on my pecker, how my rock hard would be squeezed by her tight and hot pussy, and to top all that my 9” dick would enter her round and sexy ass while she would be screaming and begging me to pound her ass. Thinking of all of this had hardened my cock to the point where the bulge was clearly showing in my jeans. The lady sitting to my left happened to glance down and spotted the bulge. She quipped, “Looks like you are getting excited, young man.” Embarrassed, I immediately rushed to the loo and had to jerk off to relieve myself of the hardon. The rest of the journey passed off uneventfully and finally I reached my destination. As soon as I reached my aunt’s place, I was immediately the center of attraction. I had not met them for nearly three years and since then much had changed. My cousins had grown up but what caught my attention the most was how my aunt looked. She looked like she had had a makeover. Although she was nearly 40, she looked like she was not even 30. Her face looked much younger than I had last seen it and she was oozing with youth. Even her wardrobe seemed to have been overhauled. She was looking absolutely stunning in her tight top which hugged her breasts and showed quite a bit of cleavage. Her skirt seemed like it was too short as it showed off her sexy, muscular legs. There was about 2 inches from where her top ended and her skirt started that showed of her flat torso and her naval hole. She looked like she had been working out as her body showed no signs of any fat. Her curves were even more prominent. She had almost an hourglass figure. Now that I observed, even her breasts seemed to be bigger. She wasn’t wearing any makeup, not that she needed any. She was naturally beautiful. As she came forward to receive me, I noticed that she had a spring in her step as if she was really excited about something. As she leaned forward to hug me, I got an eyeful of her tits. My semi hard cock hardened even though I had jerked off just an hour back. She hugged me tight and I could feel her tits pressing against my chest and I am sure she would have felt the bulge of my cock brushing against her bare torso. “Ah! Ah! You’ve grown big, honey.” Saying that, she kissed me on the cheek. I could smell her perfume and the fragrance was driving me wild. I thought she meant it sexually, but she soon clarified herself. “So tall and muscular. You look so strong and you’ve grown into a handsome young man, darling.” “Thanks, Aunt Sush. You aren’t looking bad either. In fact, you look younger and more beautiful than ever.” “Oh, thank you, darling. I am flattered by the compliment from such a young man.” “It’s the truth, Aunt Sush.” And with that, I went to the guestroom to freshen up. I had to jerk off while in the shower thinking of her beautiful tits and he forbidden fruit beneath her short, sexy skirt. As I came out of the shower, I was determined to fuck her mature pussy at least once in the coming month that I would be there, whatever I might have to do. After lunch, she helped me unpack and all the while I kept stealing glances of her tits and ass. At times, I would stare at her tits and would be lost in thought of how they would feel in my hands. Once she even caught me looking at her tits and I was embarrassed at the situation. The rest of the evening went off well and I spent some time chatting with my uncle and then with my cousin brother. Aunt Sush retired early and soon after Uncle Pat joined her. My cousins too retired early so I was all alone in the hall watching television. A skin flick was coming so I sat down to watch it. Soon I could hear few sounds coming from my uncle and aunt’s room. I strained to hear and soon heard my Aunt Sush’s moans and Uncle Pat’s grunts. I was excited thinking of him fucking her with so many people in the house but was also jealous of him as I too wanted that hot pussy that only he had access to. I wanted to go and watch through the keyhole but decided against it afraid that I might get caught spying. I went back to watching the flick while the sounds continued to come from their bedroom. After a while the sounds died down and after the flick finished I went to my room and jerked off for the third time that day spraying my cum all over my stomach, chest and a bit of it fell on the bedspread too. The next few days passed without much happening. Each day I found myself staring at her assets and at times daydreaming about her. Not to mention the fantasies that I had. Her dresses did little to cover her and more I think of enhancing her sexy, curvaceous body. She would wear rather daring dresses considering that there were three guys in the house and two of them were horny teenagers (at least I was). It was one such day when I was just passing by my aunt’s room. The door was slightly open so I decided to see what she was up to. And as I peeked in through the small opening, I was treated to a wonderful sight. Aunt Sush had just come out from the bathroom and believe me she was looking absolutely stunning. She was wearing a really short bathrobe that showed off her perfect tits. Her hardened nipples were poking through the material of the robe. And the robe barely covered her round and sexy ass. It hugged her ass barely covering it. As she bent down the robe rode up exposing her ass to my hungry, lust filled eyes. My hard cock had formed a tent in my shorts and was screaming for release. As no one else was in the house at the moment, I dropped my shorts and underwear in one go, and began rubbing my dick with my left hand. Slowly she untied the robe exposing her naked front and dropped it to the floor. What an amazing body she had! She was a goddess. My cock hardened even more seeing this out of world sight. I was in two minds whether to take advantage of the situation or not. The decision was made for me as the bell sounded just then. In a flash, I pulled up my pants and ran down to open the door only to find the maid. I cursed her in my mind for spoiling my chance to fuck my aunt. The rest of the day I kept thinking of the events of the morning and what might have happened had it not been for the bluddy maid coming at that time. I was feeling extremely horny so I went up to the computer to watch some porn. I was watching a gangbang video where a blonde MILF was getting fucked in all her holes by big black cocks when she came into the room all of a sudden. I just managed to close the window but my fully erect cock which was forming a tent in my shorts was clearly visible. She asked me what I was up to although I felt she knew what I was doing. Anyway as I tried to think of a good enough reason I felt her eyes linger for quite a few seconds where my cock was straining the shorts. Before I could say anything she changed the topic and started telling me about a party the next day. She kept speaking of all the people who would be coming and how I should make sure I look good. Half the time, my mind was focused on her and not what she was saying. As she got up and walked towards the door, I couldn’t help but stare at her ass swaying as she walked. My uncle and aunt fucked daily as I could hear the sounds coming from the bedroom. That night I was extremely horny and aroused by the day’s happenings. It also made me desire her more. I recalled the morning’s events and that was all it took for me to jerk off. Then, I had an idea to tape them fucking so that I would have something to fuel my fantasies. So the next day I tried to sneak into their room to place my camera but never got the opportunity. That evening, I was ready for the party and waiting for the others to come out. And wow! Aunt Sush came down looking absolutely awesome. She by no means looked like a mother of two. In fact, she was looking like one of those young girls who had just finished college. Her dress was showing a lot of skin. Her plunging neckline barely managed to hide her nipples as they poked through the material. The dress was tied at the neck and the rest of her upper back was bare. The dress then hugged her round ass and continued till her feet. There was a slit starting about two inches from where her legs started showing off her long, sexy legs. I was surprised that Uncle Pat was allowing her to wear such revealing dresses to a party. All those thoughts were dispersed from my mind when we reached the party. The party had already started. The drinks were being served and the dance floor was rocking. After exchanging pleasantries with the hosts and some other people I knew, I headed to the dance floor. A number of young, hot girls were dancing dirty with their boyfriends. I started dancing slowly at first and soon began mingling with others on the dance floor. Soon, I had danced with a number of hot ladies: some young, some middle aged. I even had a real close dance with one of the young gals who kissed me before going her way. After about an hour or so, my aunt came to the dance floor. I saw that she was alone so I asked her if she would dance with me. She agreed and we danced to a slow dance maintaining a decent distance. As the song progressed, I moved closer to her and continued dancing. I could see a number of men eyeing my aunt and getting jealous of me as I had the sexiest woman on the dance floor. It was a slow and close dance. From where I was, I could clearly look down into her breasts squeezed together by her dress. I could feel my penis engorge in my pants. She placed her arm around my neck and came even closer. This made me bold and I too place my hand on her bare back. Slowly, as we danced, I moved my hand lower and lower. Soon my hands were resting on the top of her ass. She looked me in the eye, so I moved my hand a bit up till it rested on her lower back and continued with the dance. When the song changed to a fast one, I started moving my feet to the tune and aunt Sush too did the same. Although I was surprised by her dancing skills, soon we were rocking the dance floors as men watched her with admiration and the women with jealousy. After a while she excused herself, and I was left to dance with some other girl. Although she danced well, I couldn’t enjoy the dance as my mind was only filled with thoughts about Aunt Sush. I too excused myself from the dance floor and engaged myself in some guy talk with some of my cousin’s friends, always keeping an eye on my gorgeous aunt. Both my aunt and uncle were pretty drunk by the time we left the party. As soon as we reached home, they went straight to the room. Uncle Pat couldn’t keep his hands off Aunt Sush as they went to their room. As soon as they entered the room, Uncle Pat started kissing her without even closing the door. In his sexual frenzy, he started ripping off her dress. Soon Aunt Sush too was turned on and they began making love not caring for anything. Suddenly, they stopped realizing that their love making was being watched. Uncle Pat banged the door shut but it did not close properly. I immediately ran to my room, got my video camera and immediately started recording the action. They were kissing each other passionately and at the same time Uncle Pat was unbuttoning his shirt. At the same time Aunt Sush was unzipping his trousers. Soon uncle was undressed and completely naked. His 6” cock was standing out and Aunt Sush immediately dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth. All the while Uncle was kneading her tits in his hands. After a few minutes of sucking cock, Uncle Pat pushed her onto all fours. He then pulled off her panties showing her shaved pussy dripping with her juices. He placed his cock at the entrance of her pussy and plunged it in all the way. Soon he was pushing in and drawing out at a furious pace. He was only concerned with his own pleasure and I could see that my Aunt wasn’t enjoying the sex much. Soon, Uncle Pat let out a loud groan and came in her pussy. He withdrew his cock from her pussy, went to the bathroom to clean up and then went off to sleep not caring a bit for her pleasure. She started fingering herself to bring herself off. Soon she got up, opened a drawer and took out a black dildo, about 8” long. She slowly pushed it in and then started moving it in and out. She then started pushing it further in until she had it all in her pussy. The sight of that black cock going in and out of her shaved pussy was a completely enchanting sight. As she fucked herself with the dildo in her right hand, she moved her left hand to her clit and started rubbing it. She had developed a furious fucking pace and was also rubbing her pussy with equal speed. Soon she was bucking against the dildo and moaned out as she reached her climax. Realizing that the action was over, I moved to my room. While going over the events of the night, it struck me that now I had a real good chance with my aunt as she wasn’t being satisfied by her husband. I dozed off thinking of what might happen tomorrow. The next day as I got up, I had a feeling that today was the day to take my chance. The whole morning, Aunt Sush seemed eager to go to her room and I sensed that she was still horny from last night. So I decided to lay a trap for her. I told her I was going to watch a movie at the theatre and would come back after 4 hours or so. I left taking a key with me so that I could enter without letting her know. I strolled a bit and then came back fifteen minutes later. I checked through the windows whether she was in the kitchen or in the living room. I quietly opened the door and made sure she wasn’t anywhere downstairs. As I climbed the stairs, I could hear moans coming from her bedroom. Voices were coming from the room and I began speculating whether she was cheating Uncle Pat. As I neared the room, I realized the sounds were coming from the television. I immediately looked in the direction of the TV and saw that a porno was playing. She was on the couch engrossed in the movie and her fingers were beneath her robe. I decided to wait for a while to enjoy the movie as well as to see her fingering her pussy. As video was nearing its end, she got up to get her dildo. As she was facing the drawer I entered the room and closed the door locking it behind me. She must have heard me bolting the door because she immediately turned around to see who it was. I could see the surprise on her face and she was clearly at a loss of words. Before she could say anything, I started talking. “Hi, Aunt Sush! So, what were you doing? Can I help you?” I asked innocently. “Oh, oh, it’s…it’s nothing, nothing at all.” “Oh, don’t lie to me. I’ve been watching you for the last fifteen minutes while you were watching that porno all the time fingering your pussy. Even yesterday, I saw you getting fucked by Uncle Pat, and then you had to use your black dildo to satisfy yourself.” I paused to let the words sink in. She was completely awestruck. “I think I have what you really want.” With that I pointed at my hard cock which was bulging my shorts. She dropped her eyes to my cock and immediately let out a gasp. “See, you like the sight of my young hard meat even though it’s still covered. Oh, Aunt Sush, I saw Uncle Pat fuck you yesterday, and well…. He didn’t really care for your pleasure, did he?” “Well, no he didn’t. And he’s never cared for my pleasure except for that first time.” All the while her eyes seemed to be fixed on my cock as if they had some X-ray which could see through the jeans. “See, so you are basically horny like hell, I suspect. And I’ve always lusted after you. You don’t know how many fantasies I’ve had about you. How many nights I’ve jerked off thinking of you?” I moved towards her. “Please Aunt Sush, it will be only between us. Please, please let me fuck you. I’ll pleasure you like you’ve never been before. Please…” I was right in front of her and could easily kiss her by leaning forward. I slowly started leaning towards her in order to kiss her. She too moved closer and kissed me on the lips. It was a short kiss and as I withdrew, I saw that hunger in her eyes. She really wanted me. We again kissed but this time it was more passionate. There was a fire that needed to be doused. Soon my hands were roaming her curvaceous body while all the while our tongues engaged in a battle. We stopped kissing and she removed my T-shirt in one move. She watched my bare, muscular chest with admiration. “You’ve got a great body, Matt.” I had removed my jeans and was only in my boxers. “Thanks, Aunt. Now, it’s my chance to see your body.” I pulled her into my arms and untied the belt of her robe. Her robe opened in the front showing her bra and panty covered body. Soon, I dropped her robe to the floor and immediately started kissing her. Then, I moved to her ears gently nibbling at them. Planting kisses all the way, I moved to her neck smothering it with kisses. All the while her hands were at the back of my head guiding it around her body. I moved to her shoulders where her bra straps hindered my progress. I turned her around and kissing her back, I then unclasped her bra with my teeth. With my teeth I removed her bra straps and dropped it to the floor. Slowly, I moved down to her lower back and then to her wonderful, round ass. I removed her soaking, wet panties and sniffed them. It was the sweetest smelling pussy. Not satisfied with that, I moved my nose to her pussy and inhaled her aroma. It was one of the sweetest smelling pussies that I had ever come close to. Her shaved cunt was a really wonderful sight to watch. Her pussy lips were looking beautiful and juices were oozing out of her pussy. My cock was harder than it had ever been and the head was poking out from the top of my boxers. It was clearly begging for attention but I was not yet ready to fuck. So, I removed my boxers and told her to get on her knees and give me a blowjob. She kissed me and moved down kissed my chest, even biting my nipples which excited me further. Then she moved down and caressed my inner thighs with her gentle and soft hands. This sent a shiver through my body. Slowly she moved her hands until they were cupping my cum-filled balls in her warm hands. She rubbed the underside of my cock and then replaced her hand with her tongue. She licked the underside of my cock coating it with her saliva and making it wet. She then moved her tongue to the tip of my cock head and circled it with the tip of her tongue. She licked the precum that was oozing out and then proceeded to take my cock between her lips. Slowly she sucked on the head as if it was a lollipop. After a while, she took a bit more of my cock into her warm, wet mouth. All the while she was using her other hand to pump at the base of my cock. She continued taking a bit more of my cock inch by inch until she had nearly six inches in her mouth. Seeing that she was not taking any more of it in, I took hold of her head and started fucking her mouth. Soon she was taking more of my cock in her throat. She was gagging a bit but soon adjusted to the large dick in her mouth. I was now fucking her mouth at a decent pace and the tension in my balls built up. She too felt it because she immediately slowed down and squeezed at the base to prolong my ejaculation. I was in a different world altogether and was aching for release and this bitch was teasing me. I looked down to see her mouth bobbing up and down on my cock and her mouth was sucking me in. My mind was in overdrive as I imagined all the fantasies. I thought of how, I had lusted her and now my dream was coming true. I was going to fuck my aunt and that too in her own house. And I might be caught in the act! All these dirty thoughts sent me over the edge and I blasted my load right down her mouth and bluddy hell she was swallowing it!!! Oh, my god!!! My sexy aunt Sush had just given me a fantastic blowjob and was hungrily swallowing my cum. It was a really big load and although she tried her best to swallow it all, some of the cum dribbled out from the corners of her mouth and landed on her tits. She scooped all the cum from her face in her fingers and licked her fingers clean. I lay down on the bed to relax a bit but soon she came over and placed her pussy right on top of my mouth. Once again I inhaled that sweet pussy before gently parting her lips with my tongue. This made her moan, so I pressed my tongue further into her pussy. I pushed my tongue further in exploring her hidden depths. I withdrew my mouth and replaced it with my fingers. I pushed one finger in and as I hit her G-spot she let out a loud moan and juices dribbled out. I lapped them up and continued my fingering. Another finger joined the earlier one and soon another. I wanted to please her like no one had and from the sounds that she was making, I was sure I was doing just that. I kept fucking her with three fingers and lowered my mouth to her clit. I sucked her clit into my mouth as I was probing her with my fingers. Soon she let out a loud moan and screamed out that she was cumming. I am sure any passerby would have heard her but I didn’t care. Her pussy flooded my mouth with her juices that I happily drank up. After her orgasm subsided she released the hold on my head and I moved up to kiss her and give her a taste of her own juices. We were both really horny now and she immediately told me to fuck her and fuck her hard. So, I placed her at the edge of the bed and placed my cock at the entrance of her pussy. Her eyes were closed in pleasure and waiting for my cock to enter her pussy. She lay down on the bed and with her fingers she spread the pussy lips that concealed the entrance to her forbidden treasure. She spread herself wide enough to accommodate my cock in her hole. I slowly entered my head into her pussy and stopped. I withdrew then again entered her only till my cock head rested inside her pussy. I repeated this a few times and clearly Aunt Sush was getting impatient and surprised me by pushing her pussy forward and completely enveloping my cock with it. Her tight, wet pussy was hot like hell. She was sucking my cock with her pussy muscles and I felt that I may cum right then. So, I told her to slow down or I might cum quickly and that I wanted this lovemaking to last as long as possible. I started slowly moving my hips so that my cock was moving in an out of her pussy slowly. I increased the pace and fucked her for a while and then again slowed down. This not only helped us fuck longer but also was much more enjoyable. I continued this for quite some time and I could see she was really turned on by the situation. She was rubbing her hard nipples as my cock invaded her pussy. Soon, she kissed her own breasts and licked the nipples. I moved my hand to the other tit and squeezed it and mashed it in my fingers. I teased her nipples and pinched them, all of which drew out moans of ecstasy and pleasure from her. She had many orgasms as I fucked her and her juices made their way out of her pussy through the sides and along the shaft of my cock which was buried deep inside her womb. As the time progressed, our fucking intensified and soon we were going at each other at a furious pace. Her tight cunt walls were sucking my cock every time I pushed in. She was using her pussy muscles to bring me to the point of cumming and relaxing so that I lasted longer. After a while, I increased the pace of my fucking until my cock was going in and out of her pussy like a blur. The sensation of her silken pussy, the realization of the situation, my wild lust and her constant moans urged me to fuck her even harder. Soon, I felt that familiar sensation in my balls and I screamed out, “I’MMM CUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGG” “OH YEAH, HONEY!!! DO IT!!! FILL ME UP!!! FILL MY PUSSY WITH YOUR HOT CUM!!!” I complied with her demands and released the first of many shots into her pussy. Then, I withdrew my cock and as I did that the second shot landed right on her stomach and some even landed on her tits. I moved myself fast enough so that the final few spurts landed on her forehead, nose, chin and some went into her mouth. As the last shot ended, she took my softening cock into her hands and licked off all the cum on it with her tongue, also tasting her own juices on it. After she was through with that she let my cock pop out from her mouth and she put her tongue out to show me the cum that had landed in her mouth. This was a really horny sight. She kissed me and passed some of my cum into my mouth. It was the first time I tasted my own cum and I seemed to like it. Eager to get some more of it, I sucked her tongue to get the last few drops. Then, I told her to get on all fours. Although she was suspicious about what I was up to, she complied and did as I told her. My cum was on her ass and I was going to lick it off and clean her ass. I got down on my knees and gently squeezed her ass cheeks. Then, I slowly licked her ass with my tongue and once again tasted my cum. This time it tasted even better than earlier maybe because it was lying on one sexy piece of ass. I licked all the cum from her ass and covered it with my saliva. As I was licking off my cum from around her asshole, I some how felt really horny and had this nasty idea. I got a peek of her tight pink asshole and began wondering how it would taste. I decided to check it out and gently licked her asshole with the tip of my tongue. This immediately invoked a shiver through her body accompanied by a loud moan. I looked up to see if she was ok with me doing this and I saw that she had closed her eyes in pleasure and her mouth was open in anticipation. I took her expressions as a go ahead sign and continued caressing her hole with my tongue. Then, I inserted the tip of my tongue into her asshole which drew another louder moan from her. I continued pushing my tongue up her ass as her breath became heavy. She was panting and in between she was letting out loud moans and also urging me to keep going on. I replaced my mouth with my finger as I slid my forefinger into her tight hole. It was difficult at first but soon I had it in her hole and was fucking her with it. Then , I inserted my middle finger and did the same. Slowly, but surely her asshole began to loosen up a bit. I pulled out my hand and scooped out some of her juices from her leaking pussy and spread it over her asshole. This gave my fingers easier access. I kept fucking her shithole for a while, during which she had two orgasms. When I felt her shithole was quite well lubricated, I stood up and took my hard cock in my hands and dipped it in her pussy to get it lubricated with her juices. Then, I place the head of my cock at the entrance of her hole and pushed slightly. My cock head was halfway into her hole and already I was feeling her tightness. I pushed a little bit more until my cockhead rested in her asshole. I waited for some time to let her get used to the new sensation in her shitter. This time, it was she who proceeded with the fucking. She started moving her hips slowly to get more of my cock in her asshole. I too moved my cok in unison with her and gently pushed more and more of my 9 inch dick into her tight, round ass. Her ass was the tightest ass I had ever been in. It was continuously sucking my cock as if it didn’t want to let it go away. After I had about 6” in, I had to push harder to get more of my cock in. Now that the wider part of my cock was entering her she seemed to be in a little pain. The going was slow but all in all it was worth the wait. The pleasure I was getting from just being inside her ass was incredible. The tightness of her ass was unimaginable. And I still had more than 2 inches to shove up her ass. Finally, after another 7-8 minutes of gentle pushing, I was completely in her ass. My cock was giving her immense pleasure and it was probing her depths like they never had been. My thoughts took me back to the days when I fantasized about this very ass that I now had the fortune of fucking. I was thinking of how I had longed to get into Aunt Sush’s panties since I landed here, and when I had finally got the chance I had fucked her pussy bare back. I was brought out of my thoughts when Aunt Sush called out,”Hey, Matt! You aren’t tired are you or are you thinking of something else.” “Oh, sorry but I was thinking of how I had lusted after you and that now I was finally getting to fuck you.” “Now that your dream is coming true, why don’t you just get on with it???” So I started moving in and out of her ass slowly at first and gradually increased the pace. She was moving in rhythm with my cock and was matching me stroke for stroke. The intensity of fucking was tremendous and our sweaty bodies were uniting to give both of us immense pleasure. Both of us were letting out load moans, but her moans were so loud that they drowned mine. My balls were slapping against her ass cheeks as I kept plunging my cock in and out of her shithole. She was in her own world having multiple orgasms on the way as her loud moans and cries of pleasure filled the room. She was urging me to fuck her really, really hard and fast. As I had cum twice already, I knew that I was going to last for sometime. So, I started playing games with her. I teased her and played with her tits, nipples, pussy, etc. I removed my cock from her ass and entered her pussy. After fucking her tight cunt for a while, I again moved to her ass. This time I did not hesitate like before and slammed right into her to the hilt. This provoked a loud moan and a cry of both pain and pleasure which was followed by louder orders to fuck her harder and harder. It was a side of hers that I hadn’t witnessed before but had always hoped I would. We kept fucking for another fifteen minutes until I felt the feeling in my balls that I was ready to cum. I told her I was about to cum and that I wanted to cum all over her face and tits. So, as soon as I removed my cock from her ass, she turned around and took my still rock hard cock in her mouth. She sucked on it 3 or 4 times before positioning it right on top of her face.

It was the only the fuckin’ curiosity when I intented to open some note book I found on one the Cafeteria’s tables. Inside, it was written LINA RAMI with big red letters,….. “Hmmm, it is for Lina!” as she was my classmate, she was in average tall, white with blue eyes and dark brown hair, about her ass;yeah, it was fine and big but she wasn’t showing off her sexy parts of her body as other girls do. In fact, she was Muhadjaba (Muhadjaba= A girl with an Islamic head-cover) but she wasn't covering her hair completely. I thought that I should give it back to that nutty complecaited girl but again “ A tiny look won’t trouble!” so I quickly paged the note book…..But “wait a minute!” I read (his dick)! What? Am I drearming? “I must read the whole story” I whispered. I hide it in my pocket and ran to the College Library to read it there, and here is the whole story: “ Monday, 9th of August 2004, my cousin “ Omer” came from town to live with us cuz he is attending the scholarship to join university and ………………………………………… I didn’t see Omer for more than 5 years since th…………………………… Omer is handsome guy with nice chin covered by milimetred hair like pins with broad shoulders and……………………………..” I turned the page to find that statement “his dick” and I found it, “ it was 3:00 am when I decided to go to bed, the air-conditioner was working, though; the night was so hot that I took off my bras and wore my favourite thin yellow shirt that shows off clearly my pinned cute nipples, I took off my skirt and kept wearing the pants letting the cool air tickling my pussy and ass. But, it was useless! I couldn’t sleep! Then I heard some sound! It was my room’s door, as I saw a ghosty person got in quickly and shutted the door. As he was approaching I heard his voice, it was “ Omer”! he said in a very low voice: “Lina! Darling! Are you awake?”. I didn’t reply. However, he put his hand on my leg and he started rubbing it as he put the other hand on my right hip trying to find a way to my cunt then I insensibly turned to let him examining it, at that moment I was feeling hotter as Omer was instigating me. Then he grabbed my pants as I helped him to do that and he took my lotion bottle and put a little on my butt and especailly around my butthole then he put his middle finger in my anus, this time I couldn’t take it anymore! I began to moan like a hungry pussycat then he lowered his face to my face, sticking his mouth on my lips and started kissing & sucking as he kept {fingering} my anus, I didn’t know what to do as the fire of love spreading all over my body burning my butt, pussy, tits, neck and face then he stood up to undo his trousers and I quickly put off my shirt letting my brown hair waving on my bare body. Then, he joined the bed with me letting my hot sweatie body lying on his and I kept on sucking his tongue as he was hugging me firmly. “yeah, Habibi! Make me feel horny!” I begged, then he pushed me and nestled his face on my wet shaved pussy. He started licking and biting the lips of my pussy as I was crying to find a way to come down the spark of lust and orgasm that I was feeling. I cried with a glee; yes it was the greatest feeling I ever had felt! The hot liquids oozed out of my hungry poor pussy and Omer seemed to be enjoying the taste of it. After that, Omer stood on his kneels holding HIS DICK! I was dumbstruck by its size; it was terribly huge and so well erected like a dagger. “ Lina! I want you to try it” pointing at his scary circumcised cock. “don’t worry! Come take a suck!”. At first, I hesitated but anyway, I hold it tightly and opened my mouth to let it in and gradually I began shaking it as I was tasting it (it was like a hot alittle bit salty sausage), I was sucking it harder and faster. Omer was groaning and sighing: “Ahhh, Babe! Suck it harder”. I was scractching his left buttcheek with my nails giving him hornier feeling, for that every moment I was feeling that his cock was growing stiffer in my salivy mouth then I felt his precum was flowing from his balls through his dick and finally ejected to my mouth. The taste of his slimy cums were strange but not bad. In fact, I loved that taste! Anyway, his cock didn’t stop shooting that white viscous drops, they were splashed over my face, chin down to my neck and bare chest.. It was great! After that, we lied together on the floor and Omer was hugging me from my back, I could feel his cock tickling my lower half of my body, Omer was rubbing my boobs and pinching my nipples like someone trying to tune a radio. I lost the control on my self, he was trying to fuck me…. “God, I’m gonna lose my virginity” I could do nothing to stop him doing that. At the contrary, I want him do it to feed my sex hunger cuz it was really cool shit sensation. But I was scared of the horrible size of his dick. Its tip was big like a butt of an (Arabain coffee cup). I prepared my pussy to occupy that new visitor but suddenly Omer chose my oily wet ass. “God’ it hurts!” I cried as his 17 cm dick was penetrating my asshole gradually, every centimetre entered the pain was increased more and more until I felt his balls touching my buttcheeks. I was crying as he put his hand on my mouth to silent my cries and ahs as the tears were bursting over my cheeks out of my eyes looking helpessly at Omer’s dick, he was fucking me harder and harder as his balls were spanking and slabbing my arse, it was a real torture. Our hearts were beating thousand beats per minute and both were twisting on each other like two ancient greek wrestlers. His dick was enlarging my butthole with every pulse. “do you want it harder, do you feel it, sweetheart?!” he asked, “ yeah, I feel it” I cried. Then he pumped his full spunk into my ass. We both howled with a shiver feeling a real fantastic pain in my rosebud ass. Wow, I didn’t know that sex gives the one a fablous sentiment like that. Then Omer turned my face to him and kissed me a deep long kiss “ I love you, sweetie girl” Omer said that with gasping voice and wore quickly his clothes and left the room. With my ass being sore and I was still lying on the ground motionless looking at the clock it was 4:30 AM, the whole thing lasted for one and half an hour. What a wonderful minutes they were! Then we used to have sex over and over again and the most interesting thing is when the cums trickled out of my ass! WOW!” As I finished reading all that I closed the note book and …… Shit! I realized that my underpants were sunk with cums. That girl made me cum!! How lucky that Omer is!!!

I retired and decided I needed extra income to help supplement the retirement. So I registered with a service for nannies. After all I had raised kids and babysat my grandchildren so just how hard could it be. Well, the first call was not to my liking because they wanted me to live at their home and that was fine at first. Soon I became a mother to these kids for entire weekends and that was supposed to be my time off. I did not mind if I had been compensated but never was there anything extra for those extended times of care. So, back to the agency but there wasn’t anything registered with them at this time. I got a call about a single dad needing someone to care for his 6 year old daughter. He had run off three nannies with his strong discipline issues. I took it thinking I always believed children should be brought up to respect and be disciplined when necessary. Plus I needed the money badly. I arrived to meet a precious little girl by the name of Emily. Her father was older more around my age actually and told me that he did use the paddle when he felt it was needed to correct the behavior. Did I have a problem with this issue? “No, I said I felt children should be disciplined when need be though I use other forms of discipline myself. The first week was well spent with me getting to know the child and learn the likes and dislikes of the father. By the second week the child spilled a class of kool-aid on the den floor and she was not suppose to bring the drink into the den. I tried getting it out of the rug but it just did not want to come up totally so when her father came home I reported it to him. He called Emily to him and ask that I watch. She told her to take the position and she removed her little panties and raised her dress as she bent over the coffee table. Not a tear was shed from her as she spread herself for her dad’s and mine view. “Emily, why are you getting this spanking?” “I took drink into the den when that is a rule in this house for me not to do.” “Do you think you deserve this punishment Emily?” “Yes Daddy, please spank my bottom because I have been bad.” I am thinking this sounds strange from a 6 year old but continue to watch from the chair I am sitting in. “Daddy is going to give you 5 spanks on the bare bottom.” He raised his small little paddle and landed a hard on her little bottom making me cringe at the pain. She whimpered but took all five then waited for her dad to tell her she could stand. “I am sorry daddy,” between sobs. “It is okay baby I know you won’t do it again. Now go get in the bath and ready yourself for bed.” David waited till she had left then turned to me. “I pay you to take care of her and watch her. What were you doing when she brought the kool-aid into the den?” I looked at him stunned for a moment and said I did not see her take it into the den. “I think you need to be more observant of what my child is doing. Please come here and receive your punishment also. You will get the same as she did, now bare your bottom.” I just looked at him and then laughed because this must be a joke right. He walked over to where I sat and told me in a very harsh voice, “NOW, if you plan on working here.” I hesitated when I realized he was serious but stood before him. “Better, now take down your slacks and bend over the end of the sofa for me.” I still was dazed and did not think this could be happening. Suddenly the agencies words came to mind that he had run off several nannies because of his strong discipline actions. Well, I needed this job too much to be run off. I pulled my slacks and panties down to my knees and bent over the sofa and waited. “Kay, why do you need to punished?” Remembering the routine little Emily had gone through, “because I let Emily take drink into the den when that was against the rules.” “That is right and now I will give you 5 spanks of the paddle to remind you to keep better eyes on my daughter.” He waited. I suddenly realized I had to respond as Emily had. “David, please discipline me because I deserve to be punished.” “I will and you will thank me for making you a better person. Thoughts were reeling in my mind as that hard smack made it’s mark. Then the next four did the same and I felt like a child being spanked but also a warm felling deep inside me. “Thank you for spanking me,” I said, though I fought the tears as I realized I was completely humiliated.” “Stand before me.” I did as I was told with my pants dropping to the floor. He looked down and smiled as I stood in such a submissive state. “These are the rules that apply to you and spanking or discipline. If Emily gets spanked then you do too.” “Yes, sir,” I spoke as I tried to cover myself. “Secondly and most important is that if I find that you are not telling me of Emily’s misbehaviors to prevent her and yourself from spankings then you will submit to me and take a punishment worse than you have seen today. Is that understood?” “Yes sir,” I whispered. “Thirdly, we are both adults and I see this as a possible prelude to your submission to me in other ways. It has to be you submitting as I will not force my will upon you. I won’t you to submit to my sexual needs when you want to and this will play much better on your discipline. In other words though you still will be spanked and humiliated you won’t find it as bad if you agree to submit to anything I desire of you. Once you submit then you are my submissive and I will use you regularly as I see fit. Your bedroom door must never be locked or I will punish you for denying me my needs.” “You have earned a raise tonight for submitting to your first test in my form of life around my home, if you agree to all I have said and care to stay on?” My head is reeling again and I can’t think straight. I just stand there not speaking just looking at this mad man. What have I gotten myself into? Do I need the money this badly? I do need the money just to pay the premiums on my supplemental insurance and the extras I want for my kids and grandkids. I don’t have a choice and yet I have been a Master’s submissive before so I know what is expected of me. “I submit to you tonight for your use,” I hear myself saying. A smile goes over David as he stares at me. “Begin by stripping off the rest of your clothes while I go put Emily to bed. Stand there till I return and take my first night of your submission. Just think of what it might entail and you will never know what I will ask of you.” “Yes sir,” I answer with my head lowered. He leaves the room to tuck Emily in bed and I remove my blouse and bra. I am standing naked in the den where this all began. What seems like forever I am standing there submitting to a man who could be really evil and hurtful but I have chosen this path and will follow it through. He finally enters the room and sits in a chair. “Come before me now, slave.” I stand before him and look down not facing him. “Good you know your position, now kneel before me.” I kneel down facing him but looking down. “What does my slave want to do for her Master,” he says in a very deep voice. “I want to please Him and do as He tells me to do.” “Good slave. You have been a submissive before haven’t you?” “Yes sir.” “I want you to get in doggy position in the middle of the floor because Master wants to explore your body He now owns.” I move to the middle of the floor and let his hand explore every part of my body, sometimes hands and fingers probe a bit deep and make me whimper a bit. He leaves me in that position and tells me “I will be spanked daily to remind me of my position. You need to submit after a good spanking on your ass each and every day that you are here. If on your day off you do not leave the house you will still be my slave to do with as I please,” he tells me. “Yes sir.” He walks behind me and rubs my ass with his hand then I feel the paddle hit me again much harder than before. He rubs my ass again then another swing. I take it and seem to be spacing out. I don’t know how many before he tells me to kneel in front of him again and suck his cock dry. I scoot over and realize at some point his has stripped naked too. He begins directing me how he likes it. Pulls my hair to the rhythm he likes and I am enjoying this act more than I wanted to. I suck him and lick his balls and suck his hard cock till I feel his pre-cum. “May I suck it down or does Master want it on my face?” “I want to see it dripping off of your face today.” I pull back and with my hand direct it to my face. Cum is dripping down onto my tits and I slip my tongue out to taste his cum. “You have done well tonight for your first of many more and I allow you to go shower and rest. If I get a need during the night I will come to your room and you will spread your ass cheeks for your next use. Is that understood?” “Yes sir.” “Good now go.”

Submissive Nanny part 3 Mistress Iris lived behind David and had a gate between their yards. She came and went even during the day when David was at work. Some days I was so tired I thought I would not be able to perform and David would always revive me with an ass reddening and I would perform for him. He finally had my cunt one night when he told me to ride him good. I began to realize Mistress Iris was into far more than David was. Like the day she had tied me to the bed spread out and let others come in and use me while she sat on my face. I tried to never disappoint her because she could be mean if I made her mad. She was married I found out and he did not know of this side of her. David knew she liked women and suggested she play the role of Mistress and it worked out to both of their benefits. I was used and humiliated. I was shared often on weekends. David got into the tying and gagging me at times to please his friends that liked to come over. I had no social life but to please David. I was coming up to a year at this and was trying to decide did I want another year of this with a contract or was I ready to move on. I have become very fond of Emily and she rarely got spankings. She was thriving and I enjoyed taking care of her and her dad. David must have also remembered the date was fast approaching and ask me to dinner one night. We went to a local restaurant and as we sat there he brought up the subject. “I believe your contract with us is coming to an end. Emily and I are quite fond of you and would like you to continue if that is acceptable with you. Of course we will discuss a cost of living increase.” “I too have become quite fond of the two of you. I was hoping we might continue with our present arrangement because it is very much to my liking. Of course I would expect a raise and maybe even a bonus situation in place.” David’s brows rose, “what kind of bonus are we talking about?” “Well, when I go beyond the every day duties for you then I would be rewarded with a bonus. How does that sound?” “What are we speaking of here? Be more specific and give me an example.” “When you have guest over or Iris is over then I think I should get rewarded for that.” David smiled, “I agree and thought we might discuss that too. I am bored with the situation with Iris and think it is time she found her own instead of taking time from me.” I could not help but smile on this issue. Though I did not mind serving Iris it did take it’s toll on me being as responsive to David. “That sounds great I said.” We finished dinner and left for home. When we got there I stopped at the door and ask, “what is your pleasure tonight Master?” “Put on a sexy night gown I know you own and come to my room after your shower.” I was surprised because we did not do this. I went to shower and cleaned up, brushed my teeth, dried my hair and then put on a sexy black number. I went quietly to David’s room knocking on the door softly. “Enter.” I opened the door to find candles lit all over the room. He had the paddle out on the bed. He also had some scarfs there too. I guess I was expecting something different because I felt a little disappointed. He came out of the bathroom wearing only a robe cinched at the waist with a tie belt. “Bend over the bed please,” he said. I obeyed without responding verbally. He raised my nightgown and found my bare ass. He rubbed it and even bent down and kissed it but proceeded to give me a hard 5 spanks. He told me to slide up to the bed and I did as I was told. He took a scarf and tied it around my eyes, then another around my wrist and secured them over my head to head board. He then raised my legs up over my head and tied them to the head board too. So vulnerable I felt in this position. He ran a feather over my bottom it felt like. I shivered with the touch. He teased and then he ran a hand down between my legs and found my wet spot. “Tonight I want to do something new with you. I have been excited about this as a possible new position. I am going to gag you just because I don’t want to hear your protest.” “I would not protest anything you wanted Master.” “Just the same you will have a gag.” It was put in my mouth and secured. I felt something cool and then realized it was the lubrication he sometimes used on my ass being generously applied to my cunt. Slowly I felt it and stiffened a bit when I realized what he was about to do to me. “Relax,” he says as he inserts several fingers into my opening. Sliding in and out and arousing me. Then I feel four and also a tear slipping out because it is hurting. Next will be the thumb, can I handle that too? I begin to feel the fingers hitting spots on me that have never been ventured. Then the entire hand is up in me working me carefully back and forth and I am bucking with it. I am convulsing with orgasmic rush. I feel the pain of being stretched but I want it all and my body is showing the extent of this need with it’s pulse for it. I have never had something so wonderful inside of me. He works it till I pass out. When I regain consciousness he is laying beside me. I feel satiated and relaxed. I see David smiling. I recognize that grin and know it is my turn to give to him. I ask softly if he wants me to turn over for his use? “Yes if you are not too weak.” I get on my knees and lay my head on the pillow as he moves to my rear and inserts his cock into my ass. I lean into him and work with him as he explodes deep inside of me. I get up when he lays back and go to get our warm cloth to clean each other up with. As I step out of bed my knees try to buckle on me. I stop and gain my composure. I bring the cloth back and clean David’s dick. He pats the bed and tells me to join him tonight. I lay down beside him and fall asleep. During the night he reaches for me and instinctively I go into position. He laughs and tells me to just relax and go back to sleep you were just testing me. I snuggle down and don’t wake till morning. I smell coffee and realize I am not in my bed. I look over and David is up. I get out of his bed and go to my room and shower. I am just coming out of the shower when he enters with a cup of coffee. “Service me woman.” I kneel beside the bed and wait for him to sit in front of me. Taking him in my mouth I feel the spasm growing below my abdomen. It is like a growing hunger. I suck him dry and ask may I satisfy myself. “Sure with a toy.” As he goes to a little box of goodies we have in the closet and takes out a large dildo to use on me. I begin to work my clit and he the dildo and it doesn’t take long till I am cumming. We finish cleaning up and go to the kitchen for breakfast. He hands me a contract to sign. I look it over and ask if I need a lawyer to read it? I would if I were you but you can trust that I put nothing in it that wasn’t in the first one except for the salary increase and the bonus plan. I jerk up at him. “You did not put what we spoke of last night did you?” He grinned and said, “Not in the same terms you had said but the jest is the same. When you help with entertaining needs I may have I am to pay you a nice bonus.” I giggled and picked up the pen and signed the contract. “I will drop this by the agency office first thing in the morning.” I sat there drinking my coffee wondering what this new year may hold for me. If last night was any indication then I would enjoy immensely. The end.

It was a hot summer day. I had just finished a visit to the dentist and was headed home. It is about a 40 mile drive and I was glad that I would beat the traffic. For some reason, I was feeling really horny and my mind started to wander as I was driving. I started stroking my 40DDD breasts through my blouse. This always triggers my pussy to start getting wet with anticipation. Soon I had unbuttoned my blouse while I continued to rub my titties. I was totally oblivious to the drivers and passengers that were getting an eyeful as I drove down the road at 70 MPH. As I continued, it was only natural that I get some skin to skin contact, so I undid my bra and let my monstrous melons loose. My breasts are very sensitive. My nipples were erect and longed for more stimulation. I was rubbing my breasts, rolling my nipples between my fingers. I was in heaven and on public display to all that I passed. There was a tow truck behind me that wanted to pass, but I was to wrapped up in my titties. The tow truck got into another lane to exit, when all of sudden he got back into the freeway traffic lanes. That is when I became aware of him because of his fast lane changes. He pulled up along side of my car. I knew then he was watching me. My excitement was increasing and my pussy was getting wetter. I looked at him. We made eye contact. His eyes were fixed on my large melons. He licked his lips, and stuck his tongue out as if to lick them. I had never seen such a long tongue. I responded by picking my left breast up to my mouth, grabbed my very erect nipple into my mouth and sucked. As I released my nipple, I circled my tongue around my now 1 inch nipple. I played with my tits until I reached my exit. The tow truck driver was watching the entire time and encouraging me to show him more. As I exited, he followed. The sexual tension was in the air. He kept looking to see if I was playing with my pussy. I made several turns and he always followed me. I wasn’t sure what to do. I had never had an encounter like this, but I was really needing my titties and pussy licked NOW. I pulled into a grocery store parking lot. I found an isolated spot towards the back of the lot. I parked and the tow truck parked right beside me. What do I do? I decided to go for it. I got out of my car – titties in full view and climbed into the cab of the tow truck. We were total strangers caught up in the moment. He was black and I am very pale white, but that made no difference He was eagerly waiting for me to get into the truck. He groped for my breasts and pulled off my clothes. He started kneading them, sucking on them, twirling my nipples between his fingers. He managed to say, “I love big tits. I can’t get enough of them.” I told him my tits loved what he was doing and they are very sensitive. I was almost about to cum just from the attention my tits were getting. My pussy was getting electric shock after electric shock wave as he nibbled on the nipples. I was soaked. I noticed the huge bulge in the strangers pants straining to be unleashed. I reached over and began to stroke it. I undid his pants quickly and out popped a huge 8 inch, thick black dick. I began to lick the precum from the tip and suck it into my mouth. He moaned. As I deep-throated his dick, his fingers were finding their way to my pussy. He was amazed at how wet I was. His fingers traced the outline of my slit, then all of a sudden, he inserted one finger in my hole and rubbed my clit with his thumb. All while he continued to suck on my tits. That put me over the edge and his hand was immediately covered with cum. He brought his covered hand up to my tits, smeared some on my tits then sucked the remainder off his hand and my tits. I had to return the favor. I increased the pace as I took his entire length into my mouth. My tongue feverishly ran all over the shaft, as I suckled his dick like he sucked my globes. I could feel his balls tighten and he released a load of hot steamy cream down my throat. It was so sweet. I licked him dry. In the meantime, he had already positioned himself into a 69 as I was giving him head. He started to stick that magnificent tongue of his into my hole. He licked me clean, then proceeded to engulf my clit and suck. His tongue started fucking me as his hands managed to find my tits and tweak my nipples. I was screaming, “I going to cum again.” He sucked, probed and tweaked even faster and I exploded. My cum juice shot all over his face. We repositioned quickly. As we sat up, for the first time our tongues met in anticipation, exchanging our cum. I straddled him and lowered my dripping wet pussy onto his black flag pole. As I bounced up and down, I was able to offer my tits for more tonguing and sucking. The more he sucked, the more excited and wet my pussy became. I positioned my boobs so he could tongue fuck them. This turned him on and in no time he was shooting a hot load of sperm into my cunt. As I climbed off of him, he said, “I gotta do one more thing and that is I gotta fuck those massive titties of yours.” I never turn down an offer to have my tits fucked. I began to suck his cock back to life. It did not take long and it was back to its full 8 inches. We got in a position so I could envelope his big, black cock in my stark white tits. He again was able to maneuver a way to tweak my nipples at the same time as he feverishly fucked my tits. This was sending me into ecstasy as I began fingering my pussy. We both came together. This time he shot his load all over my tits and I squirted cum juice all over his cab window. He had to lick my tits clean and he wanted the windows left alone to remind him of his encounter. I got dressed. As I stepped down from the tow truck, we both realized there was another man who had apparently watched the entire show. I was totally red from embarrassment. The truck driver said, “I don’t know her name, but she has great fucking tits.” I quickly got back into my car and drove away.

The Adventures of Béla, the Vampire Girl Book 5: New Beginnings Part 1 Chapter 5 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: Please understand that I do not believe that women should be treated the way that Frank treats Tanya in the beginning of this chapter, despite the fact that she loves it! And it's damned exciting to write it. I hope you have fun reading it, and receive it in the 'tongue-in-cheek' manner in which it is intended. Chapter 5 Tanya looked up at her manacled wrists as she leaned back against the concrete wall. “Looks pretty secure, Hon,” she said. “This’ll do fine.” She smiled at her husband as he picked a knife out of several lying on the table next to him. He turned toward her, arm raised and ready to throw. Tanya felt her heart skip a beat in her excitement. Then the knife was buried to the hilt in her soft stomach. “Gnuugh!” she grunted as the impact shook her. She gasped as the hot blade burned just below her rib cage. Her body began to tingle excitedly as the sharp agony dissipated up and down her nervous system. Breathing heavily, she gazed up at Frank, her eyes blazing with sexual excitement. “Yeah! Do it again!” She tried to shove her pelvis forward, hoping to give him an idea of where she wanted it next as she watched him raise his arm back and throw. She yelped as it easily sliced into her torso right next to her jutted out hipbone and added its fiery agony to the symphony of jangling sensation that flooded her nervous system. Every nerve in her body was singing and sparkling, making her incredibly aroused. “Yeah! Oh, God!” she yelled. “Holy shit, that’s so good!” Frank grinned as he watched his gorgeous blond wife writhe against the wall. As with the bullwhip, it usually took 3 hits to make her come. He picked up another knife and threw it at her. “Offkk!” Tanya grunted as his third blade thumped right into her belly button. “Oh, God! I’m commiiinnnnggguh!” The slashing hot pain in the exact center of her body spread up into her breasts and flooded down into her pelvis. Her body spasmed uncontrollably as she began to orgasm. Frank walked toward his undulating wife as she thrashed against the wall, hoarse and screaming, totally absorbed in her orgasmic sensory overload. Tanya yelled even louder as he pulled the first knife out from under her ribcage. Then she was gazing at him, breathing heavily through her open, drooling mouth. “Ready?” he asked, gazing into her pale blue eyes. Comprehension slowly returned as she noticed the bloody stiletto in her darling husband’s hand. She nodded. He stuck the bloody point of the knife up against the lower part of her right breast and slowly pushed up as the weight of her breast settled on the knifepoint. She whimpered as her breast suddenly dropped, the tender flesh on the underside of her breast parted by the sharp blade as it slid into soft tissue. She trembled and whimpered as the blade traveled up through the middle of her breast and watched, fascinated, as the tip pushed out of her soft flesh and reappeared, piercing her breast completely through from bottom to top. “Fuck,” she whispered, her body trembling from nerve overload, “this is better than being shot.” Then she grunted as Frank yanked the knife out from next to her hipbone. He did the same thing to her left breast. Frank stood back to watch her for a moment, always awed by his wife’s eagerness to be mutilated for the fun of it. “You want whipped?” he asked, noticing that she hadn’t come when he shoved those stilettos up through her breasts. Still trembling, Tanya looked up at him and grinned. “I want more knives in me,” she gasped, her voice unsteady and shaking. Frank shook his head, knowing that she really did want more torture. He got the wheeled table-saw that he had modified with a cat-o-nine-tails and pushed it up against the wall while Tanya, still hanging by her wrists, spread her legs so that Frank could push the table directly below her. She sighed with relief as she was able to rest her knees on the tabletop. Frank turned the motor on and stood back to watch as the cat-o-nine-tails began twirling around. Tanya started whimpering, crying and writhing around, letting the small leather whips lash her inner thighs and her pussy lips. She spread her legs as wide as she could and tried to ‘walk’ her knees up the table so that the little knots on the end of each leather strip could also strike against her anus. She wasn’t quite able to stretch that far, but now, at least, the damned knots were getting inside her cunt lips and also slashing against her clit as the electric saw motor slowly spun the leather strands around. After a few seconds of that she cried out with another orgasm, then collapsed back against the wall, out of range of the little spinning whip, gasping, her breasts heaving as she recovered. Blood flowed freely down her trembling thighs and pooled on the saw table. Then she whined a protest as one of the knives slipped out of her left breast and clattered down against the table and then to the floor, her soft breast tissue unable to hold its weight any longer. As Frank moved the saw table out of the way, the other knife fell out, as well. “More knives?” Tanya asked hopefully in her ‘Tootsie’ voice. Frank grinned, knowing she still wanted more and wouldn’t be satisfied until he mutilated her so much she passed out. He picked up the two knives that had fallen and unceremoniously shoved them both into her sweet, soft belly. “Gaaugh! Yes!” Tanya grunted, as she came again. The third knife was halfway out of her belly button, having been worked back by her undulating stomach muscles as she was whipped to orgasm by that wicked table saw. Noticing that she was about to lose it, he pulled the knife loose and touched it up against her pussy lips. Tanya stared down at his hand, her body quivering in anticipation. She looked at Frank. He was gazing into her eyes. The slight smile on her face was what he was waiting for. He shoved the knife into the soft girl-flesh between her legs as far as it would go. “Aaiiieee!” Tanya screamed and bucked wildly, radiating her orgasm right through Frank. His raging cock had had enough of watching Tanya’s torment. He lowered her until her toes were just touching the floor, yanked the knife out and shoved his dick into her bloody cunt where he’d just sliced her open down there. Tanya yowled as her slashed pussy was ripped apart even more by Frank’s thick cock. As she got used to the fresh, new pain, she began humping him back, grunting with each thrust. All too soon he was pumping his cum up inside her. Tanya screamed as the salty spray agonized the half-healed wounds inside her pussy, then she was coming again, too. After taking a moment and leaning against Tanya, kissing her tenderly while he recovered from his orgasm, he pushed the button to lower her restraints and held her upright while she slid out of them. Her wrists free, she collapsed against Franks strong shoulders, her trembling legs completely unable to support her. Frank carried her to the bench in the workout room (Tanya’s new sanctuary) and lay her down. Looking around quickly, he noticed that the last two knives he’d shoved into her had evidently fallen back out while they were fucking. He went back, picked up all three, and washed them clean in the utility sink. After that, he dampened a towel and, kneeling down almost worshipfully at the bench where his wife lay, began to clean her off. As he finished, Frank felt a hand caress the back of his head. “I love you,” Tanya whispered. “You… are the most perfect guy a girl like me could have.” “A girl like you?” Frank asked, grinning. “What kind of girl are you?” Tanya smirked. “You know what I mean. You never deny me anything – even when you’re sure it’ll kill me.” Frank sat back on the floor, just watching his wife’s magnificent body move as she sat up. “Especially if you think it might kill…” Tanya playfully glared down at him. “Are you trying to get rid of me?” Frank laughed at the very idea. “Uh-oh! I’ve been found out!” Now that the blood was cleaned off, it was hard to tell she’d ever been wounded. Her flesh was only slightly pinker where the cuts and slash marks had been. He stood up, then helped her up. They hugged and kissed, then both got dressed and headed down toward the food line, a block away. As Tanya finished her second plateful of white beans ladled over cornbread, Lisa suddenly appeared beside her. She looked upset. “Hi, Hon,” Tanya said, noticing the little phoenix’s face. “What’s the matter?” Lisa looked at Tanya for a moment, her mind tightly sealed. “Have you been keeping track of Alicia?” “Well, yeah,” Tanya said, starting to worry a little. “Every once in a while, I ask the Praetor where she is and how she’s doing. She's been gone for more than twenty years, now. She’ll come back when she’s ready.” “No, she won’t,” Lisa said, her voice trembling with emotion. Tears started running down Lisa’s face. Tanya suddenly realized that Lisa was feeling sorry for her – grieving for what Tanya was going to feel when she told her… ‘Praetor!’ Tanya screamed in her mind. ‘Where’s my daughter?’ ‘Unknown,’ the Praetor responded. ‘What do you mean – Unknown!?’ Tanya asked, definitely scared, now. ‘Locate her body monitor, now!’ “What’s going on? Frank asked the two girls. He recognized that look on his wife’s face. The last time he’d seen it was when they had met Tabatha. Lisa looked down at him sharply, silencing him with her look. He sat and waited. ‘Alicia died three days ago,’ the Praetor said in Tanya’s mind. ‘And you didn’t tell me?’ Tanya screamed. ‘She didn’t ask for help?’ ‘She had no authority to ask for assistance,’ the Praetor replied. “Oh my God!” Tanya cried. She looked up at Lisa. “Take me to her!” Frank, still not understanding, watched the two girls pop out of existence. ‘I’d better go find Béla,’ Frank thought to himself, anxiously rising. ‘She’ll know what to do…’ ~~~~~ Lisa stood off to one side while Tanya knelt on the ground and cried out in anguish. Her daughter had been hung, a stake run right through her body and out above her breastbone. From there, it had been forced through beneath her chin and back out through her mouth to hold her head up. From the amount of dried blood on her body, it had taken Alicia a long time to die. There was a sign around her emaciated neck: “SPYS – TAKE HEED!” Suddenly, Tanya looked up, searching for Lisa. “I’m here,” Lisa said, noting her urgency. “Take me back!” Tanya demanded, her voice hoarse and unnaturally tense. “Take me back to when she was alive!” “It’s not safe,” Lisa replied. “You could be hurt, or captured and hung like she was.” “Lisa…” Tanya said threateningly. Then she stopped. “Alright, then. Teach me how to time-walk! I’ll go get her myself.” “Let’s go back,” Lisa said quietly. “I’ll teach you what I know. But I want you to dream-walk first so you can check out where you’re going and make a decent plan. Alright? I don’t want you getting killed again! You get killed too often and I don’t like seeing you die all the time, even when I know I can always go back and get you. “And you never appreciate it, either,” Lisa said, still quietly ranting. “All you do is complain about your precious missed opportunities to experience new sensations.” Everything went black for a second, then Tanya found herself in Lisa and Mac’s house. Mac was gone, probably working on some project. Lisa led her into the bedroom. “Lie down,” Lisa said, “It’ll be easier just to show you.” Tanya and Lisa lay down on the bed and appeared to go to sleep. Lisa didn’t need to, but she didn’t mind. ‘Okay, this is how it works.’ Lisa showed her an image of when she had walked from one time into another. ‘How is this different from teleporting?’ Tanya asked. ‘It looks the same – push yourself into the ‘zone’, then push yourself into the image you create!’ ‘The ‘push’ is different,’ Lisa replied, then showed her. There was a distinct feeling of motion inside the teleportation zone. Tanya had never felt that before. ‘Wow!’ she exclaimed. ‘That’s different all right. Let me try one…’ ‘Wait!’ Lisa exclaimed, viewing the image that Tanya was aiming for. ‘Are you sure you want to go there?’ ‘I need to,’ Tanya said, her voice quiet and steady. Dreamwalking, she created the image, then stepped into it. She watched the guards carry the pole out to the main road coming into town, dragging Alicia, beaten, bloody, bound and gagged, behind them. Tanya forced herself to watch as the uniformed men threw her daughter down to the ground and then, grabbing her by her legs, forced her torso over the tapered end of the pole. Tanya turned away and threw up in her dream image as she listened to Alicia’s muffled shrieks, unable to watch her daughter being murdered in the most cruel and vile way that a woman could be killed. In her dream, Tanya knelt on the ground and allowed the image of her daughter’s staking to fade, then recreated the image of the murderous group as they approached, again. Concentrating hard, she forced the image backward, following them to where Alicia had been locked up and repeatedly raped and beaten before she was dragged away to her cruel execution. Dissolving all the images of her dream walk, Tanya awoke and sat up on the bed. Lisa, not having needed to be asleep, sat up beside her. But she did need to shield to protect herself from the hate and the rage that Tanya was broadcasting. Tanya got up off the bed and turned toward Lisa with the most serene smile that Lisa had ever seen. “Thank you for teaching me how to do that,” Tanya said, smiling very serenely. “I have to go get my daughter now and bring her home, where she belongs.” Staring wide-eyed, Lisa lowered her mental shield a little. Tanya was still broadcasting that same completely evil flow. She watched as Tanya opened the bedroom door and walked out. Then she felt Tanya vanish from the hallway. ‘She's going to kill them all!’ Lisa realized with a leap of excitement in her breast. ‘Think I’ll go watch!’ She lay back down, forgetting about her body for awhile. Dreamwalking, she watched Tanya seek out and teleport into an armory near where her daughter was being held captive. Picking up a single grenade, Tanya timewalked back to where the human animals were starting to rape her daughter. Lisa watched, chewing on her lips in excitement as Tanya teleported right into the middle of the cell and locked them all in. ‘Wow! What gumption for a human!’ Lisa thought admiringly as she watched Tanya avoid her would-be captors so easily. She continued to watch as Tanya sat down as though she was simply visiting a friend, greet her darling daughter, then vanish, teleporting her daughter back home. The grenade went off and Lisa stayed to watch the fun. If anyone ever deserved to die, it was those men locked in the cell. One of them, more observant than the rest, and the closest one to the door, grabbed one of the other guards and used the guard’s body to shield himself from most of the blast. The only injuries he received were a few cuts and burns from shrapnel pieces bouncing off the concrete walls. Lisa’s watched as the shallow wounds slowly close as they healed. She gazed at the officer’s face in consternation, trying to understand. There was no beard on his chin, now, but the chiseled features of his face and jaws were unmistakably familiar. A name came up from the far, distant past and covered her with goosebumps as she recognized… ‘Vlad…’

I am meena as u knoe already. It was ... next day morning i woke up... i saw i am lieying nude with my servant ram...he too nude...i donnt remember when we slept...i felt little ashamed to be with my servant...but everything was finnished... I got up from bed...took my clothes and weared over my nighty only and left my bra and panties. i went to bathroom and took shower. after bath i came...to my bed room wearing just a towel up to my breast and came into my bed room. There he was lieying still but he woked up...He seems to be not caring for his nudity...He was still enjoying to be nude b4 me on bed. His smile told me that he was very happy ..and felt satisfactory that he attained me. He called me...'meenu' 'meenu', little frustation i said, ' donnt call me like this, call me mam. Mind u r my servant. Everything that happened in night was past...forget it as dream.' ' Mam. Stop stop stop....how can i forgot the past. How can i forgot that u sucked my cock saying thirsty? How can i forgot the night that u treat me as ur hubby? how can i forgot ur moaning when i forgot u yesterday' I bend my heads down. He came near me and said, 'Donnt forgot the promise mam, U r my wife in the absence of ur hubby. Its not blackmail but order.' He touched my shoulders and zipped the water that was like dew drops on my neck. I said, ' Leave me Ram. I already took bath' ' Its ok mam. We can bath together again' saying this, he hugged me and start kissing me. rubbed my wet skin and fondle the wet hair. He bite my earlobes and cupped the boobs over my towel... His bare thighs rubbing my thighs. He holded my buttocks and pressed it..and made his kiss strong over my lips.. I was screaming ,'No no ram no ' But he said , 'Oh meenu, its not new to us, come on' He lift me up to bathroom, and make me sttod under the shower. Opened the shower, watching me becoming wet again, he joined me. He catch the running water over my boobs cleavage , thats seen over the towel and burried his face over there and licked it. Pulled the towel and made me nude, and hugged me....and kissed me and caressed me all over my body. I to hugged him tight enjoying this new play that i havent done anytime b4, even with my hubby. But i murmur, " ram oh, leave me, leave me na.. i already feeling guilty and shame...donnt do ram" "oh! mam from today i am ur hubby, u have to obey me and ask my permisson if at all u have to have sex even with sir..." saying this he angryily pulled my thaali out of my neck and kept it aside. He started his play biting my lower lips and pinching my nipples...turning me on... His activities made me melting more and more in his arms... Oh!...ram i moaned under shower.... ' meenu...mcccccccchhhhhhhh' He kissed me. By this time his hard cock bothering me much over my pusssy.. rubing and roling over my pussy.. Then i bend and kneeled to hold his cock....and kissed his shaft..its hard and wet...under shower.I had it my mouth licking gently and playing with his balls..rubbing his balls in my palm and sucking his cock.... He holded my head and caressed my shoulders and pinched my ear lobes and pushed my head to and fro... He swing his hips to my rythm...i seem to be playing him as flute....I sucked hard and hard... He started moaning ...mmmm meenu mmmaahhh meenu..shhh ohhh chh... I am excited by his moan continued the suck hard and fast...Finally he is to cum his load... I just thought of taking my head away..but he pressed my head against him and delivered his load fully to my mouth and i drank it completely...then licked his cum filled cock fully. He made me get up and took soap and applied on me.Standing behind me he applied over my boobs , pressed my nipples as if breaking pea nuts and rubbed the soap all over my belly and over my dripping pussy. He made me soapy squeezing my fleshy thighs and boobs. Then turned me and put soap on my ass and back by hugging me and rubbing his body against my soapy body so that he gets soapy too...I liked his play. Lastly he handed the soap to me and asked me to apply him.I caressed his chest then over his stomach with soap in my hands. Then finnaly to his manly hood. I went behind him and started masturbating him, and press my pussy to his ass.I put soap on huis face and put on his eyes to make him blind. I asked him to catch me.When he touched me i slipped and we played like this a while. Then he turned on the shower, we hugged each other and washed and took bath. Then we both being nude come out and dryied each other wtih new towel. After changing dress , he took me to pooja room and tied the thaali , saying i am married to u now meenu..and kissed me. I said lets start the normal work or neighbour might doubt, so i went and open the door and started normal work. I was in kitchen, he came and always disturbing me touching my hips and boobs.He was very naughty. Then morning tiffin over and everything went normal. Then in afternoon, he came to me. ' Meenu, meenu' 'what?' 'lets have some interesting thing now' 'i cannt understand' 'I want onething from u now' 'what?' 'Meenu, today afternoon u prepare food na' 'yeh' ' U prepare it in nude' 'what? nope' 'No one here meenu , i close the door and come , u prepare food b4 me standing nude' 'nope ramu, i will feel uncomfort' 'no , u should, its ur hubbys wish dear, now no nieghbours will come too afternoon is fine time' ' ok ' He closed the door and came. Made himself nude. 'hai, what r u doing' ' Let me watch u in nude too' I smiled at him and took off my saree. Then went in too kitchen. I was in blouse and bra and peticoat. He followed me back. ' meenu, i asked u to be nude' 'let me do it slowly, cooking will take one hour, so lot of time is there' I put rice and dal for cooking and started roasting the cabbage. Kitchen is hot and power too failed so i am sweating. He kissed my sweat over my shoulders and in my belly and in hipps. ' hai naughty leave it ram' He stood and undo the buttons of my blouse and took of the blouse and then pulled down the peticoat. I was standing in bra and panty both white and continuing my cooking. He passed comments on my boobs and bare body and touch me now and then. Then he is very eager and took of my bra and panty too and huged me from behind and watching me doing the cooking. ' oh ram if u hold me like this how could i cook' ' meenu , i love what ever u cook' 'ok leave it will take ten minutes to get boiled' ' mmm..ok' He then started rubbing my ass...gently and smoothly... ' Hai ram no ..u naughty' ' meenu just concentrate on cooking and let me take care of ur ass' Saying this he inserted his one finger into my ass... 'oochh..ram' 'meenu bend forward little' He started thruting the finger deep and making it in and out... 'Oh....shhh" i leaned forward He then made two finger and three and started fucking my ass with his fingers. I started moaning. 'ohshhh mmammhhh' He careesed my back and ass, and now started to slide his manlyhood over my ass. when i started feeling it , i got aroused and my pussy is becoming wet. He thrusted his cock in to my ass and started taking me from back. Huging me thight on boobs and rubing my bare body, started his swing to my ass.I am moaning like anyhting. I shouted loudly to my best. He ravaged my ass.. Dish was boiling , as my body. He increased his speed of thrusting his dick in my ass , he made it hard and hard, fast and fast, caressing my hair from behind and kissing my back...he too leaned over my back and thrust his dick deep and deep. Oh! I felt like traceling to heaven. He finaly oozed out his cum in and over my ass... and leaned over my back hugging me and i too leaned on the kitchen table. We was in the same position for few minutes. Then i quicked up as rice is cooke and dhal is ready. I took it and keep it aside and offed my gas stove. ' ram let me wash my ass and come' 'meenu no need come on serve as itis' saying this he kissed me and hugged my sweaty body and i feel his comfort and i too hugged him and kissed his bare chest. Then he asked me to serve it on dinning table. I did. But its very hot, no current so no fan, too. ' meenu come sit near me let it cool down' He asked me to sit beside him. Making me sit beside him and he started rubbing his cock. ' hai ram r u still hot' ' yeh meenu' He stoped rubing his cock and took my hands and put on huis cock. 'masturbate me and let me masturbate u' He started rubbing my pussy lips..which was already wet.He masturbated me and i stroked him. Ohh..shhh..mmmm we both moan at same time , its erotic... masturbating face to face. When he is to cum , he said stop stop. I said why? Stop. lets have luch first he said...But i was hot, i said let me cum and then serve u. HE said no, serve meenu lets have fun later. I am bit annoyed but served the food. Then he asked me to stand and placed his plate b4 my pussy and now started fingering me.... oh...ram what u do...ohsshhhh He masturbated me and i cumed over the food in his plate. Then he asked me to hold my plate under his cock and masturbate. I became over joyed and masturbated him and made his cum fill my plate. Then he feeded me , my food with his cum and i feeded him his food with my cum. We shared and exchanged each other cum. Oh its my life time lunch i never had again.After fininshing our lunch. we huged each other and he fucked me in my pussy. And in night we ate chappathi with our cum in it... We had a nice lonely full day...enjoying each other. Pass ur comments pls.thnks for ur comments for my first story. I try to improve my english, forgive me for my poor english. thanks xnxx.

10 minutes had passed, and my doorbell rang. Racing to the door, I fixed up my hair real quick and let Candy in. "Hey, girl! You look nice.." she greeted. Replying with a soft smile, I gave her a hug, making it my business to rub my erect nipples against her chest. I released and invited her up into my room to chat on AIM. She agreed, and we walked upstairs. "So how long are you going to be home alone?" she curiously asked. "Well my parents left yesterday for the whole weekend, so they should be home sometime tomorrow." Candy nodded, and I pulled up a chair for her to sit in. We logged onto my account when a unknown screen name's IM popped up. theirscreenname: hey whats up u have a pic superstarcanine: No, sorry.. we have a webcam, though. a/s/l? theirscreenname: cool me too. 19/m/canada superstarcanine: Wow, we're in canada, too. Connect. --Webcam now in use-- We quickly ran into the bathroom to fix up our hair and look sexy for our new friend, putting on make up and fluffing up our hair. Braless is always sexier, in my opinion, so I suggested Candy take off her bra, and perhaps her panties. She agreed, and I led her back to my room. theirscreenname: wow u guys are hot superstarcanine: Thanks, hehe...you're pretty cute, too. theirscreenname: how about u guys strip for me or something? superstarcanine: Hey, man, we're not whores, you know! theirscreename: from the looks of it, i would think different.... Shocked at the man's comment, Candy wanted to shut him up. "Let's just.. do a few things he wants, Mist. It should be fun!" "No way.... I'm not going to be a webcam whore." I objected. Looking back at the screen, the man had his dick out, stroking it lovingly and giving a soft smirk back at us. I shook my head, and glared at Candy angrily. I decided to go along with her plan, and gave a soft bounce in my seat, causing my tits to move with me. superstarcanine: Okay! Fine! We'll go along with it, only cause we're bored, ok? Plus, you're cute, so that adds onto it.. haha theirscreenname: aite thats cool. like my little friend here? superstarcanine: Sure.. he's cute? theirscreenname: kk lets just talk through webcam k? superstarcanine: Agreed. theirscreenname: put on a little show for me + u can see me jacking off nd shit k? superstarcanine: Okay.... theirscreenname: ill have my microphone on so i can instruct u 2. sound cool? I was a little unsure, seeing as I was going to put on a show with my friend for a random stranger. He was cute, though.. "Let's do a lesbian act, Mist, guys love that." I was shocked. Maybe my lesbian dream was going to come true. I thought of the possibilities.. Candy's lips against mine, sucking on my face.. Her tongue wrestling with mine, trying to go down my throat. My mouth in her sweet pussy, nibbling on her clitoris. My hands on her large tits, massaging and sucking on her nipples. I agreed and did whatever Candy wanted.. I moved my chair closer to Candy, as she brought her mouth to mine. We passionately made out, as if we had done this before- as if we were lovers. .She rubbed her arms on my back, pulling me closer. Our tits, rubbing against each othert, were pressed close as our tongues wrestled, and our mouths devoured the other. I could feel her right leg lift onto my lap as she positioned herself seated on top of me. "Hot!" I could hear the man, as Candy began to rub her bare pussy on my hips, her skirt riding up above her waist. We grinded and still made out, until she told me to stand up. She put the two chairs together and laid down, spreading her legs wide. Excitement raced through my body as I peeled off her skirt and my own, positioning the webcam down on my desk so he could see the action. I took off both of our shirts, and moved my mouth onto her waiting pussy, licking and slurping up her moisture. I pinched her clitoris with my free hand, and moved my other on top of her tit, ocassionally switching to her other. I rolled my thumb over her nipples and played with them, as her moans were turning me on. I could hear the sounds of the man's hands moving up and down his dick, sounding almost as clapping noises. His voice, deeper and more forceful now.. "More, girls, more! You're fantastic!" Candy's orgasm let free, and I made it my business to clean up the mess with my mouth. She moaned and screamed as I felt some more juices flow out onto my mouth. Done with that, I kissed her pussy as if it were her own lips, moving the kisess up to her face, making out once again. I watched the man as he squirted out cum, his jacking off was turning me on. "Aw man.. Aw.. Aw man.. That was fantastic..Your turn, now.. Brunette! Yeah, you.. What's your name?" Candy, panting, sat up and moved the webcam to her face. Her hair frizzy from her body bucking wild while having an orgasm, and her body fglistening with sweat.. "Can-can-.. Candy. And my friend here i-i-is Misty.." He gave out a laugh and clapped, "Wow, way to go. Those names are about as sexy as a name can be. Might as well call yourselves lesbian porn stars." I gave a soft "ha" and laid on my back, letting Candy do what she wanted now. She moved in onto my pussy and gave a soft lick to my innner thigh, causing chills to run up my body. She was teasing me, and I liked that. She licked in a circle around my fuck hole, my pussy muscles clenching, wanting her to tongue or finger fuck me. I moaned and grinded my hips to her face, wanting her to do it already. Her tongue licked my clit, and I could feel her sucking on it, as she nibbled and focused on my clitoris alone. She moved herself down to my fuckhole and began to finger fuck me violently. She put in three fingers and moved in and out, causing my body to jerk and my hips to roll, loving the feelings. I moaned her name, and felt my muslces tensing as I was about to orgasm. I rubbed on my breasts and banged on the chairs as my body jerked wildly. Candy gave out a loud laugh as she enjoyed my pleasure. I could see her own finger buried in her pussy, as I jerked and moved around harder. I screamed, "OH MY GOD, CANDY, OH MY GODDD. OH MY GOD YES, THAT'S IT. HARDER, BABY, HARDER. OH YES. OH YES OH GOD. OH MY GOD, OHHHHHH FFFFFUUUUUCKKKKKK!!!!" I felt my orgasm let free, and I could feel Candy dipping her fingers into my pussy, licking off the cum from her fingers. "This tastes very, very good." She rubbed it on her lips and lay on top of me, kissing me once again. The AIM stranger, still jacking off, squirted once again. "Bravo! Bravo! I love this show, haha. Two hot, sexy and sweat girls on top of each other, kissing and licking off each other's cum. Fantastic! Do you guys do this often?" Candy and I parted and looked at each other. "No..But from now on, we will be." We exchanged smiles and hugged again, shutting off the webcam and grinding our hips together. ___JACK'S INTERRUPTION___ Laying on my bed and still naked, Candy and I were scanning through some lesbian porno magazines my dad had hidden under his bed. Our fingers were buried inside our pussies, and we were admiring the way the girls looked so sexy, while at the same time were enjoying themselves. I heard the door open, and was frightened that my parents were home. But to my surprise, it was Jack. "He must've smelled our pussies' scents from down the hallway, hahaha." We both laughed. Jack jumped on the bed and laid between my legs, lapping at my hot cunt. Shocked, Candy exclaimed, "You're just going to let him do that?!" I shrugged, "I don't mind.. He does a real good job, Cand." She looked confused, her eyes switching back from pussy, to Jack's doggy dick poking out of its sheath. I noticed her hands inching under his belly, and then noticed her begin to play with his dick. She moved her hands up and down, roling her thumb at the tip. I noticed him lapping harder, and I rolled my hips harder onto his snout. He then pushed his front paws on top o f my stomach, and I felt his penis poke against my vagina, trying to find the correct hole. He popped inside, and began to fuck hard and violently. Candy, still confused, questioned us again. "You're just going to let him do that?" I smiled, "You'll have your chance, Candy." Jack pumped in and out, and I could feel his cock throbbing and getting larger in size. He moved deeper and harder, and I began to pant and breath harder, letting out soft moan from deep inside my throat. I felt his hot doggy juices flow inside of me, as he let out grunts. I moaned and orgasmed, feeling turned on at the thought of his juices and mine mixing. He stopped fucking and waited until his dick went back to size, then popped it out. I looked over at Candy and smiled. She laid back and spread her legs. "me next, jacky! Come here, boy!" We both laughed. Jack did just as he did to me, but Candy took it a little rougher. She had never been fucked by a dog before, so it was a little more painful. I let her take her mind off of it by letting her suck me, and it worked. We all had a great time, especially Jack, hehe. She slept over, and we had even more webcam sessions. We showered together, and became the bestest of friends. Even now I go to visit her.. We're still very close, and I love her as much as I love my boyfriend.

For the next few days and nights I was on the lookout for the sheep, but it seemed that they'd vanished into the interior. Even though I was weak from hunger, I ventured farther and farther into the jungle, and though I hated to do it, I brought Sam along for protection. If there were sheep on the island then there might be more dangerous predators to hunt them. But every day I saw no sign of the flock and I grew more and more depressed. Every night after we returned to camp, Sam would run off to do whatever it was he did and I would eat whatever fruit there was nearby and then settle down for the night. I tried hard not to, but every night, as soon as I was lying on my back, of its own volition my crotch surged to life and I got harder than I'd ever been before. I would fight it for a few minutes, but finally give in and begin slowly stroking myself, trying to picture one of the women I'd bedded in the past rocking on top of me. The first night I managed to conjure up my first time, her hair cropped short, her breasts barely big enough to notice, her hips still thin as I saw her straddling my upthrust cock and then lowering herself onto it like she'd done so many times. I remembered how we used to fuck like rabbits after that first time, when we found out how fun it was. I came quickly that night, and I felt momentarily better. I almost convinced myself that I wouldn't need to go looking for the flock the next day. But the next day dawned and I searched. That night I tried to play back another pleasant memory in my mind as my hand moved up and down slowly but steadily, prolonging the pleasure. To my surprise, however, I couldn't get any woman to come to mind, no matter how hard I tried. But I stayed hard and every moment made me need release more and more. Then I found myself thinking about the ewe, and as I pictured her soft wool-covered rump, I came instantly. I was shocked; even if I wanted to fuck a sheep, I just wanted it because I couldn't get a woman. I didn't really want to fuck a sheep. I didn't go looking for the flock the next day; I was scared of my thoughts. Instead I hunted down a soft-skinned melon, bored a hole in it, and heated it over the fire for a minute or two to get it nice and warm. If I wanted something warm and wet to fuck, I didn't need a sheep. I would just use the melon and think about women and everything would be fine. I told myself all this and more as I pushed the warm melon into a mound of sand and began stroking myself into hardness again. I even let myself think about the ewe briefly, just to get started, then as I pushed into the warm fruit I tried hard to picture some woman, any woman, lying submissively beneath me on her hands and knees. The fruit was good, and I almost felt like I was penetrating a cunt, and I started the enjoy myself. There was nothing to worry about. I just needed release, that was all. I kept thrusting into the fruit harder and harder, and in my mind I tried to see the girl beneath me. The curve of her buttocks as I pressed against them with every thrust. The soft moans I enjoyed so much. But without my conscious thought, the soft firmness of skin was replaced by the softness of wool. I could almost feel her tail pressed against my abs with every push. The moans became soft bleats, and soon, without realizing anything had changed, I was fucking the ewe. I came once but stayed nearly hard and kept at it, completely giving in to the passion. When I came a second time I finally realized what was going on and slowed, my softening member slipping out of the fruit which was mashed and messy. With that, I knew. I needed to find that ewe, and not because I wanted a woman. I wanted a sheep, and though I felt slightly ashamed, I no longer felt that it was wrong. The next day, as if God was listening to my prayers for sheep sex, the flock had returned to the glade. I nearly ripped my clothing to shreds in my haste, my cock bobbing up and down, hard the instant I saw the flock from a distance. And there she was, the beautiful ewe, her eyes still dark and tender, her flanks still shapely. I went toward her probably faster than I should have, but the sheep didn't seem to care. The ewe turned once again to present her rump to me and her tail raised, giving me the sight I'd longed for. I knelt and stared at her soft brown lips, spread a little and already glistening with wetness. In my awe I had completely forgotten about Sam. He came bounding into the glade again, and when the sound of the first bark hit my ears, my heart sank. I almost grabbed the ewe to keep her from running, so desperate was I, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Then the flock were gone, and I was alone, naked, my cock rapidly deflating. For a minute I just sat there, staring off in the direction my ewe had gone, silent. Then something snapped. I screamed, rose, and ran off toward the ocean, naked and wild. Sam seemed scared to follow, so I ran alone through the jungle, breaking into the late afternoon sunlight and crashing to my knees again, wailing, throwing sand, tearing at my hair. Finally I collapsed face down on the sand, and I don't know how long I lay there. When I awoke, my back was burned from the sun, which had sunk down to the horizon. I raised my head, coming to my senses. In the pale evening light I could see the waves before me, no more than a stone's throw away. Then I saw the darker mass of something lying on the shore. Too weak to stand, I crawled my way toward it. As I came closer, I could see that it was a body. TO BE CONTINUED...

Because his parents were religious, believing that God made him that way, and wanted him to be that way, Matt Davis had two penises from birth, and did not have one removed. One was found at a spot about a half-inch lower than the placement of the average penis, and one was about a half-inch higher. Both could get erections, and both could have the feeling of an orgasm, but only the lower penis could cum. It had both its balls below it. The upper penis had no balls, but was instead used to piss with. His bladder only went to the upper penis, much like his testes only went to the lower. Matt was considered a medical wonder when he was born, with both dicks operating with one function each. He never got infections, and when he became sexually mature, his sperm was discovered to be perfectly healthy and normal. Matt grew up a funny life. While in elementary school he was laughed at and jeered when his two penises were discovered; in middle school, the topic seemed to make girls blush; and in high school he became extremely popular. Many girls had seen Matt’s two dicks by this time, and most loved them. They weren’t bad at an average seven inches each, either. * * * Our story begins on one such high school night, in which Matt was at a school dance. He came alone, as usual, and usually ended up dancing with most of the girls. And most of the girls would ask him if the rumors were true, and Matt would nod and grin. The girls would then take a glance at his private direction, and give a grin as well. And when most girls would ask to see them, he would show them. Not on the dance floor, of course, but they would leave the dance, head to the parking lot, or behind the building, and he would show them. Most would be impressed. Very few, though some, asked to touch them. They would usually end up on their knees, tasting them. None of the girls he talked to were sluts, either. Matt would make certain of that. And, as our story opens, Matt had just taken a beautiful girl out of the dance and behind said building. She had a sky blue formfitting dress on, matching her eyes. Her dark brown hair was kept back by a curly ponytail, that was currently being squashed against the brick wall of the building. Matt was leaning a hand against the wall, with a smooth look on his face. The girl had a look of combined excitement, giddiness, and carnal arousal. “Would you like to do the honors?” Matt asked in his sly voice. “Definitely,” the girl said with a smile, and moved her hand from his chest down. Her hand landed on the button of his pants, and unfastened it. Her hand unzipped the zipper, slowly, suspensefully, erotically. Using both hands, she pulled his pants to his ankles, with his boxers tagging along. Both penises swung up in their escape from the constraints of the boxers to full attention and salute. The girl looked down, and a look of immense delight came across her face. “Can I touch them?” she asked, knowing the answer. “If you wish,” Matt said in his most suave tone. The girl’s left hand stroked the top, and the other stroked the bottom. Matt kissed the girl for a full half-minute, working his tongue down to her throat. When he stopped for a moment, she asked a second question, to which she also already knew the answer. “Can I lick them?” “If you wish.” The girl slowly lowered her knees to the grass, stopping the stroking. She looked at the topmost dick, and keeping her smile constantly on her face, stuck out her tongue a little, slowly and sensually. The tip of her tongue rotated around his foreskin, and then tasted her way into his dick, pressing against the purple head, getting it wet. The tongue rotated more, licking the inside of his foreskin. Matt could tell that this would be some of the most intense, amazing head he’d ever gotten, or ever would get. The girl opened her mouth wide, dropping her tongue out, and licked the side of his top dick. She breathed heavy, hot breath upon it, and she never lost the smile at the corners of her mouth and in her cheeks. She stroked the side of his dick with her tongue, and when she got back to the tip, she submerged the head of his dick in her mouth. Deep inside her mouth, she thoroughly washed Matt’s dick tip, reaching and soaking every bit with hot saliva. She edged in more, until his dick tip was barely touching the back of her throat, and continued to bathe his dick. She let it slide back out, and slide back in, growing slippery. She closed her lips around his dick, losing her smile just to please him more. And now, she wanted to test the taste of his lower dick. The girl let the top dick slide out of her mouth, but held the tip in for a few more seconds, to suck it like a lollypop. Finally, she let it leave her mouth, and she moved her body down to more easily reach the second dick. She began by kissing this penis, much dryer than the first. She worked her way to the side again, but this time opened her mouth, and suckled the dick like she was playing a harmonica and sucking a pacifier. She let her lips loose, and licked the underside of his dick, making her way down the shaft, heading towards the balls. When she got to the balls, she kissed them first, and then suckled them like a baby on a tit, but with her tongue always caressing. She traded from the left nut to the right, but finally allowed both into her mouth. She breathed deep and humid, rolling the balls along her tongue. The balls were full, and the sac was tight with the weight and the ever-so-slight pulling by the girl’s sucking. The girl opened wide, letting the balls fall out of her mouth, smiling again, and panting on them, looking up to see Matt watching her with a face of pure relaxation and ecstasy. The girl licked the bottom of the bottom dick from balls to tip, and, less gracefully, threw her mouth around his dick. She bobbed back and forth twice, allowing his dick to slide in and out of her mouth. She rotated her tongue once more around the tip, mouth opened wide, and straightened to work back on the upper cock. Still stiff, still soaking, the girl let the upper dick slip into her mouth again, caressing it with her tongue to keep it moist. Matt put a hand on her head, and gave an ever so slight push, a gesture to indicate to move back down. The girl obeyed, and let this dick leave her mouth again, to give more attention to the lower. Matt stroked his upper dick slowly in replacement. The girl licked the underside of the bottom dick, and moved to lick the underside of his sack, paying careful attention to every single spot. The girl worked her tongue back up to the right side of his dick, and licked it as though she were rolling a blunt. After several passes, she came upon his tip again, and took her mouth back for only a second, long enough to let her spit drip onto his tip and foreskin. She submerged the tip again into her mouth, licking around and around as she buried his dick deeper inside of her. The girl, as though she could stand it no longer, violently ripped her dress over her shoulders and tossed it dirtily upon the ground. She kicked her shoes off behind her, and now she was on her knees, completely naked. Quickly, rapidly, she rubbed her clit. “Oh, please,” she begged, getting to her feet, “I want to feel both of your dicks inside me. Put them inside me,” she whined. In an instant, Matt had her hoisted in the air, squatting on nothing, being held by Matt only and the brick wall against her back. He pushed her legs into the air, and cleanly shoved both cocks into her wet, dripping pussy. “Oh, yes!” she cried during the initial penetration. Matt pushed the girl against the wall with his dicks, and buried them deep inside her luscious cunt, until his balls tapped her asshole. “God, mmm…” she whined. Matt slid his dicks away slowly, and slowly back in, keeping a good pace, allowing her to jostle slightly with each push. Matt had both hands against the wall, keeping the girl balanced with her legs against his shoulders. The girl hand one hand wrapped around Matt’s neck, the other spreading her pussy for him to pummel. As the girl exhaled, Matt sucked the air out of her mouth, playing tongue tag with her. The girl forced her mouth away for air, and Matt licked her cheek, down to her neck, and locked lips with it, sucking it like a vacuum, making a large red mark. The girl wrapped both hands around his body, and moaned, “oh…fuck me harder…” He slammed her ever so much harder against the wall, pulsating from rolling waves into quick, slamming bursts. “God damn…God damn…” the girl cried, “Oh, God damn…oh…” And suddenly, her twat got tense. She inhaled sharply. Matt could feel what was happening. She was cumming. Her twat walls pulsated around Matt’s dicks for fifteen full seconds before slowing and stopping. Matt did not stop the onslaught. He continued to pound away during and after her orgasm. Matt slowed, however, feeling that he might cum in a moment, too. He slipped both dicks out of her hot, slippery cunt, and let her feet touch the ground. He didn’t want to cum yet. He wanted to hold it as long as possible. This girl was fucking beautiful, and he wanted to fuck her all night. Matt kissed her again, this time with no tongue, but simply a sensual, loving kiss. The girl was amazed. No other guy had ever made her cum. And she wanted to cum again. Her back, however, was telling her a different story. “Can we go somewhere more comfortable?” she asked. “I was about to suggest that,” Matt lied in reply. Though, a short walk would be good, to give Matt a chance to recover. This girl needed all that Matt could give her, for as long as possible. “We can go to my car. It has big, comfortable seats,” Matt recommended, picking up her tossed dress. “Okay,” the girl replied, still slightly out of breath, picking up her shoes. They walked to his car in the parking lot. During the entire walk, Matt’s arm hugged her waist, her pure, naked flesh. How many guys could say they’d walked outside with a naked girl? Matt opened the left back door to his 2005 Chevy Equinox, and let her climb into the back seat. The girl dropped her shoes in the front passenger seat, and let herself collect against the cold window opposite the door she climbed in. Matt draped the gown over the same front seat, and got in, sitting beside the girl. He let her absorb the comfort of the seats and the cold of the window for awhile, as he removed his own clothes. No doubt she was slightly exhausted and hurting from the brick wall, and Matt was most willing to allow them both to recuperate. When the last of his clothes were finally off, Matt sat back for a little while, staring at the ceiling and breathing heavy. Out of the corner of his eye, Matt caught the girl begin to bend down to suck his upper dick again, but he put his hands in the way. “You don’t need to do that. You’ve done more than enough,” he said, allowing her head back up. The girl was a little confused, but sat up, and allowed him to kiss her again. “You deserve fair treatment,” he said, and finagled himself to the floor of the car. Her twat was trying to recuperate, slowly shrinking to a smaller size, one less accommodating of two penises. More accommodating, it seemed, of a tongue. And that was what Matt aimed to use. Matt stroked her thighs with his hands, letting her open her legs at her own pace. As she did, Matt caressed her waist with his tongue, sliding a frolicking around to her inner thighs. He teased her clit, stabbing it quickly a few times. Finally, the girl inhaled in pure pleasure as he buried himself in her hairless, perfect looking cunt. Barely any protrusion of pussy lips, Matt compensated with his own. His tongue reached deep into her vagina, catching every corner of her insides as his lips sucked the outsides. The girl started rubbing his back, squealing small “oohs” and inhaling when he hit a beautiful note in her body. Being unable to breathe, Matt pulled his head up, letting his tongue drag behind soaking the clit, and departing from her body. He gave another long lick, and caught his breath. The girl found this an opportune time to slouch and move her legs over his shoulders. When she was comfortable, Matt blew a stream of cool air on her clitoris, and moved closer to lap at it like a dog. He sucked it, pulling his mouth away, letting it follow and fall. Matt let his tongue trace her inner thighs again, and sailed to her asshole, perfectly pink and tiny. He knew by the look of it that she’d never before experienced anal sex. Matt’s tongue poked her asshole, dabbing it with spit. Next, he licked around it and on it, letting it dampen. Another soft “ooh” let him know that she wanted him to continue with it. He licked her asshole more, trying to slip his tongue in, letting his nose enter her pussy. As he attempted, she moaned a demand: “please, fuck me again…oh, fuck my ass…” Matt got up, licked his fingers, and rubbed her asshole. “Are you sure?” he asked sincerely. He didn’t want to cause her pain, and he knew the only lube he could find was his own saliva. “No…I’m not sure…” she whined, confessing, “I’ve never done it before…but please…I want you to do it…” She gave him a lot of trust, and he wasn’t about to betray that trust. He had to warn her. “Look, most girls find it to hurt, especially with no lube.” “Do it anyway…please?” she had the tone of a girl begging for her life. “Alright, but I’ll go slow.” And he did. Matt licked his hand again, and moistened her asshole. This would be rough, but he wanted to make it pleasant. He moistened his lower dick, as well. He pushed his lower dick lightly into her asshole, but it did not break easily. He forced it slightly harder, slightly harder, but he only pushed her asshole back, causing the look on her face to grow red with a slight pain. Finally, the penis pierced, and he slowly pushed it in, as his upper penis automatically began to refill her vagina. It was still painful for her, but she knew she wanted it, so Matt did not stop. He edged his bottom cock further into her bottom orifice, but wanted her to forget the pain, and experience only the pleasure. He squeezed her round, B cup tits, and the features on her face slowly grew happier. When his lower dick was as far in as her ass would allow, he let it sit for awhile, trying to get her used to the feeling. He continued to fondle her breasts, kissing her cheek and mouth. “Thank you,” the girl whispered in his ear. Matt knew why. Matt kissed her longer, but started to slide his dicks in and out of the holes. Her ass was so tight, suctioning his dick to her insides. Matt was more careful and slower than ever as he let his dick slide around inside her split posterior. The girl began to enjoy it, with her quiet “oohs” forming at the intervals of the pumps. Her ass slowly became looser, and Matt could slightly speed up his pumping. He still fondled her tits, and had moved his mouth into the picture. He licked her nipples and all the skin of her breasts, digging his face between them. When her hands were not grabbing the skin of his back or rustling his hair, she too rubbed her breasts. Matt pumped harder now, and the girl was starting to get louder. She was no longer in pain, loving every sensation of her ass, clit, and tits. Her “oohs” became “aahs.” Matt moved his head back to hers, and they kissed more. Still harder Matt pumped, until it was almost as fast as he had before, at the wall. Her ass was splitting, becoming looser. Matt’s dick could slide easily in and out now, and if he took it out, a hole would be there where a pink starburst used to be. The girl was nearly screaming now, forgetting to kiss Matt, almost shouting one continuous “aah.” She was about to cum again. So was Matt. He couldn’t help it this time. He had to cum deep into her ass, her slightly round, squeezable butt, now no longer an innocent orifice. And he let it. He stopped pushing, and as her pussy pulsated around his upper cock, Matt could do nothing but allow himself to spew a white, hot, sack full of cum into her newly pierced arse. She hugged him as she came, and as they began at the same moment, they ended identically. It was an amazing experience. When Matt’s balls were fully drained, both sat in exhaustion. Matt allowed both of his dicks to become flaccid inside her. “Did you cum?” she asked, after a minute. “When you did,” Matt replied. “In my ass?” “Yes.” “Thank you.” Matt slid his dicks out, and sat next to her, drained of precious life, having given her that gift. The girl was tired, and was breathing softly. Matt had an identical feeling in him. She was ready to sleep, but Matt, oddly enough, was not. After the break, Matt was awake as ever. Matt leaned over her, and kissed her on the cheek, but the girl did not respond. “Are you alright?” Matt asked, genuinely concerned. “I feel great,” she whispered, ready to fall asleep in his car. “You are a wonderful person. No one has ever given me anal before.” “I know.” “I loved it. I wanted it. No guy ever wanted to. I think I love you.” “I think I love you, too. To be honest, I’ve never really had sex. Girls have sucked me off, but when I suggest pussy, they are intimidated by two dicks.” Matt was not lying. “I love your dicks.” “Should I drive you home?” “Yeah…I need some sleep.” “Okay.” Matt helped her into the front passenger seat, where she continued to sit, drained of energy. He rolled down the window for her, and let her get cold wind against her face during the ride. She gave him directions in short bursts, when he needed to take a turn or stop. When they arrived at her house, he parked in the street, and looked over at her. She was still breathing shallow, dazing in and out. Matt leaned over and kissed her. “You should put your dress back on,” Matt said. The girl let him slide it over her body, and she was struck with the first realization that she was home. “I had a great time,” she said, and kissed him back. “So did I. Maybe we can hang out sometime.” “Yeah, maybe,” she said, and opened the car door. She stepped out, and grabbed her shoes. “Hey, what’s your name?” Matt asked. “Ann,” the girl replied, and lightly shut the door. “Goodnight,” Matt said through the window, and watched her walk barefoot to her door, and walk in. Her figure was beautiful, with clothes or without. “Ann,” he said to himself, and drove off. He would see her again. And he would no longer go stag to dances. And he would fall in love with her.

Ron and his housemates always gave the best end-of-term student parties. The big North London Victorian house that they shared was ideal for such events, with its large high-ceiling rooms and thick walls, and they always made sure there was plenty to eat and drink and lots of good music. Richard and Penny had arrived in good time, and started off with a bottle of red wine in the front room where the sound system had been set up, but as more people arrived it started to become uncomfortably loud and crowded. They migrated to the kitchen, and spent some time nibbling, drinking and chatting. Richard took the opportunity to run his eyes admiringly over Penny, approving of the way she was dressed, in a short, low-cut, skinny-fit, sleeveless t-shirt, which curved enticingly around the mounds of her small but firm and well-formed breasts, as well as showing off her navel and flat stomach. She had chosen to enhance the effect by not wearing a bra, as the tight top made abundantly clear. She also wore a very short denim skirt, flared at the bottom, which only just covered the tops of her thighs. Her legs were bare, and Richard had observed earlier that underneath she wore a pair of very brief panties to complete the ensemble. She in her turn approved of his tight jeans and plain white t-shirt: nothing fancy, just enough to show off his well-kept body. Penny’s flat was only a short walk from the party, and Richard knew that he would be spending the night there, so there was already a sexual tension between them, knowing that they would be fucking before the night was out. After a while the kitchen started to get crowded too, so they made a decision to look for somewhere a bit quieter. They put their heads round the door of the front room again, but were met by a wave of hot sweaty air and noise, coming from by a group of happy drunken people all trying to dance and shout incoherently at each other at the same time. “I need to sit down” shouted Penny in Richard’s ear. “It’s too noisy in there to think. Where’s the room with the telly?” As usual, Ron and the guys had dragged most of the chairs and the big sofa into the second, smaller reception room to make room for dancing in the main room. They had set up the TV and DVD player in the corner, leaving a pile of their favourite films on the floor – the usual student stuff. The lights were out, and about half a dozen people were half-heartedly watching “Withnail and I”, most of them using it more as an opportunity to grab a rest from the relentless music that could still be heard thumping away in the background. Luckily, just as Penny and Richard arrived a couple got up from the sofa, so they were able to get it to themselves. Two friends of theirs, Annie and Peter, were snuggled into a chair nearby, and Richard recognised one or two of the other students lounging around, both couples and single people. Then a couple of other people came in. There was some slightly drunken whispering; Richard didn’t recognise the voices, but a girl appeared to be trying to stop her male companion from doing something. But he clearly wasn’t going to take no for an answer, and suddenly a large body loomed up in front of the television and started fiddling with the DVD player. “You must have all seen this before” it said. “Do you mind if I put something else on?” One voice was raised in protest, but most people didn’t seem too bothered. There was the usual hiatus as the disc loaded up, and then some slightly fuzzy jaunty band music accompanied shots of a group of cheerleaders bouncing up and down. The title “Debbie Does Dallas” flashed up across the screen. This met with a mixed reaction. A couple of male voices raised a cheer, and a female one said that she wasn’t going to watch this sort of sexist smut, and banged out of the room. Penny groaned. “Oh god, not one of those soft-core porno jobs” she whispered. “Do you really want to stay and watch this?” “Oh, it’s all pretty harmless.” said Richard. “I saw some of this at Bob’s last year. Let’s just stay for a bit. At least we can sit down in here, and we don’t have to watch it.” “Ok” said Penny with a smile, “I suppose I’d better indulge your male fantasies for a bit” and snuggled up to him as the cheerleaders bounced back into the changing room. To start with, the film proceeded much as Richard remembered it. The cheerleaders undressed in the changing room, with plenty of views of their little tits and hairy bushes, along with a few brief shots of soapy tits in the showers. After a short sequence in which they applied for a variety of jobs, there were more tit shots in the changing room. The girls were all rather pretty in a natural sort of way, and actually looked like a bunch of American high-school cheerleaders, rather than a bunch of raddled porno actresses in fancy dress. Richard put his arm around Penny’s shoulder, and stroked her arm gently. She made a contented purring sort of noise, and made herself more comfortable, tucking her legs up on the settee and resting her own arm on Richard’s chest. Then after about 10 minutes the pace of the film changed, as a group of men joined two of the girls in the showers. Suddenly the camera showed one of the girls sucking enthusiastically on a man’s erect penis, and it became clear to Richard that this wasn’t the soft-core version of the film that Bob had shown. There were further stirrings of interest among the watching audience: perhaps some of them had known what to expect. There was a bit of concerned whispering as well, and the door behind them opened and closed once, so presumably someone had decided that enough was enough, but generally the audience seemed well pleased with what was on offer. Richard felt Penny stiffen. “I thought you said this was harmless!” she whispered. “This wasn’t the version I saw!” he protested. “It was just a lot of tits and bums jiggling around, certainly nothing like this!” Penny looked at him sceptically. “Honest, it’s true!” he whispered. “Look, do you want to leave?” To his surprise, Penny cuddled him closer. “I’m not sure that I do” she said. “There’s usually not much to watch for us girlies in these films, but this is a bit more like it!” Richard was a little taken aback. True, in your average soft-core porn movie you were lucky to get more than the odd fleeting shot of a flaccid cock before the camera panned away to focus on the woman’s face and tits as she simulated sexual arousal, but he hadn’t imagined that Penny would have been interested in anything of a more explicit nature. She was an active and enthusiastic partner in their sexual activities, but there had never been any indication of an interest in hard-core porn. By this time the film was showing a very large cock pumping in and out of a tight hairy pussy. As it thrust in and out, Penny’s arm left his chest, and rested on his groin. Gently she began to stroke his penis, which had so far remained fairly soft, despite (or perhaps because of) her proximity and the events on-screen. Her gentle pressure was another matter however, and it soon become engorged with blood and began to strain against his boxer shorts. Penny smiled at him. “Hmm, you are a big boy” she said playfully. “As if you didn’t know” he responded in return, letting his left arm slide across her chest to rest on her left breast. He began gently to knead it, feeling the nipple stiffen under his touch. “Mmm, that’s nice” she whispered, and nestled closer against him. One of the girls on screen was now being fucked by one man, while sucking another’s erect cock. Richard heard a giggle from nearby, and saw that Peter had gone even further, undoing a couple of buttons on Annie’s low-cut blouse and inserting his hand inside her bra, fondling her well-formed boobs. She was clearly enjoying this, and had her hand between his legs, massaging his erect cock through his trousers. Richard continued to play gently with Penny’s left breast. She was still watching the film closely. Although her right hand was still stroking his erection through his trousers, with her left she had lifted up the front of her short skirt to reveal her panties. She lightly ran her hand over her crotch, stimulating her clitoris through the cotton. As she fingered her pussy, pressing her finger into the valley between her labia, she felt a patch of moisture appear on the crotch of her pants. “God, I’m wet”, she thought to herself. “I never imagined I’d find this sort of thing sexy, but it’s really turning me on.” The film now switched to a girl named Roberta, who was supposed to be working in a candle shop. She was wearing some very short shorts and a lacy top with (naturally) no bra, which she wore so loose that when she bent over towards the camera her bare little tits were clearly revealed. She then spoke to her boyfriend on the phone, pulling down one side of her top to allow her to rub her exposed breast. She then sat in her chair, pulled down her shorts and (in a charmingly 1970s touch) unbuttoned the front of her panties, and began to rub her pussy. As she fondled her clitoris she began to become more aroused, and she selected a long red candle from a pile in front of her, which she slipped inside her cunt and began to thrust in and out. Penny was herself getting even more turned on by Roberta’s obvious enjoyment. She slowly pulled open the top of her own panties and slipped her hand inside, over her dark neat bush, to cup her pussy. Even now she could feel the heat from her wet vagina, and almost without thinking she slipped her forefinger between her labia into the moist interior. She gasped as this sent a tingle of pleasure through her whole body. Momentarily, she felt a flush of embarrassment, and looked around to see if anyone had noticed. Annie certainly had – she was looking straight at Penny, and gave a bright grin as their eyes met. She was now sitting on the chair with her legs apart, her panties on the floor beside her and her skirt up around her waist, although Penny couldn’t see her pussy because Peter was kneeling on the floor in front of her with his head between her legs, licking vigorously at her pussy. Annie’s blouse was now fully unbuttoned and at some point her bra had been removed; as she watched Penny’s hand slowly frigging herself inside her panties, she squeezed at her nipples, while encouraging Peter to suck at her clitoris. On the screen, Roberta had been caught in the act of masturbation by Mrs Hardwick, who seemed more interested in undressing her than in telling her off. The scenes of Roberta’s embarrassment were amusing, but Penny began to feel more aroused when Mr Hardwick arrived and began to fuck Roberta while his wife watched and masturbated herself. Meanwhile, Richard was himself feeling very turned on by the sight of Roberta’s fucking, and he too had noticed Annie and Peter. He let his hand slide down over Penny’s top to her bare stomach; he stroked this for a few seconds, before letting his hand slide up again, but this time inside her top, pulling it up at the front to expose more of her firm body. The bottom curves of her small breasts began to peep out from under the bunched top as he cupped the bare flesh of her right tit and its very erect nipple. He wondered if he was going too far, but her response suggested otherwise. “Oh yes, yes” she moaned, thrusting her chest against his hand. “That’s so nice.” Engulfed in her own pleasure, she rubbed harder at Richard’s cock through his trousers. Richard decided to give her a little encouragement. He undid his belt and unzipped his jeans. Without hesitation, Penny’s hand was back at his crotch, pushing down his briefs and releasing his erection. It sprang out, hard and upright. The film now showed two more of the girls, in just shorts and t-shirts, braless, washing a man’s car. They soon ended up soaking wet, their young breasts clearly visible under their wet tops. The owner of the car came home and invited then into his house to dry off. Inside, they shyly removed first their tops, then their shorts, before allowing him to caress their naked bodies on the sofa. Kissing soon turned to sucking at their pussies, nibbling their labia and sucking on their clits. Soon he was naked too, fucking one girl in the arse, before the other girl wanked him off over her friend’s arse cheeks. The scene ended with the girl licking his cum off her friend’s back. Richard pushed Penny’s top further up and off her breasts, freeing them from its restraint. This felt good, and she wanted to go further. “Pull it right off” she whispered. “I want to be naked”. She knew that she needed Richard to fuck her, then and there on the settee. She kicked off her shoes, then raised her bum off the seat and managed to drag her panties down over her buttocks, wriggling her legs as she pulled them down her thighs, over her knees and off first one leg then the other, letting them drop onto the carpet. She could feel the leather sofa cushion warm against her bare bum; there was already a small damp patch where her vaginal juices had run out as she frigged herself. While she did so, Richard stripped off his own shirt. Penny was now almost completely naked on the sofa, just her tiny skirt pushed up around her waist, exposing her pussy. She rolled over and kissed him hard and deep, pushing her tongue into his mouth, their two tongues sucking in unison. The feeling of his warm body against hers was very sexy. She tugged at his jeans, trying to get them off, and he lifted up his bum to let her pull them further down. Dragging them over his cheeks, she paused to squeeze his buttocks, briefly inserting one finger into his hole. She turned round to face the screen, nestling back against Richard’s groin, his cock nudging at her buttocks. The girl named Dana, demure in skirt and blouse, was sucking off her boyfriend in the library, before masturbating him until he ejaculated on her cheek. Richard put his arms around Penny, running his hands over her bare tits and stomach. Spooned together like this, they adjusted their positions to let his cock come between her legs from behind, nuzzling against her pussy. Penny reached down between her thighs and took hold of it, guiding its tip towards the entrance to her cunt, wriggling herself into the right position. At last she felt the swollen tip pressing against her labia, moistening it with her juices to ease the penetration. Then at last her labia parted around the cock-head, and she pushed back at the same time as he thrust forward, his penis sliding easily into her wet slit, her vagina expanding to admit it, her wetness engulfing it in a warm, tight, living, pulsing cloak. She let out a groan of pleasure as she felt him fill her. “Oh, yessss!” she breathed, as Richard slowly began to thrust into her, and she met his movements with her own, joining him in their fucking. As their movements became more frenzied, his right arm held her tight against him to stop them slipping onto the floor, while his left continued to stimulate her tits, concentrating alternately on the smooth little globes themselves, before focusing on the pink sensitive nipples. Her eyes had been closed as he entered her. Now she opened them, able to look around and see what else was going on in the room. She couldn’t see what was happening behind them, but there were many sounds of sexual activity; groans of pleasure; pumping of masturbation; slurping of both fellatio and cunnilingus. A female voice cried out “Oh god yes, suck my clit!” All these sounds made Penny even more aroused. For one moment she felt amazed: here she was, totally naked, her tits and cunt exposed, being fucked on a sofa, in a room with lots of other people all involved in sexual activity of one sort or another. But instead of feeling ashamed, she felt as if she was flying, filled with a sense of pure sexual energy. She wanted the fucking to go on for ever; to reach a plane of total ecstasy. On the screen, the very sexy girl named Lisa was in the tennis locker room with two men, sucking the cock of one while been fucked doggy-style by the other. Penny watched the man come in Lisa’s mouth, and rubbed at her own clit, increasing her arousal even more. As she rocked backwards and forwards against Richard’s cock, Penny saw that Annie and Peter had stopped whatever they were doing and were watching her and Richard. Annie was masturbating Peter while he rubbed at her tits. Annie whispered something to Peter and he nodded agreement. They got up and came over to Penny. “Penny. I really want to watch Peter come onto your tits” said Annie bluntly. “Is that ok?” “Oh yes!” moaned Penny. “Please, please, make him come on me!” Peter’s cock was thick and long. Annie positioned it over Penny’s little boobs, and began to wank him faster and faster. He began to gasp as he felt his climax approaching. With a cry of “oh god yes” he came, his semen spraying over Penny’s chest. Annie licked the last few drops off his cock as they kissed. Penny’s little tits were now dripping with cum. Suddenly she saw another boy standing over her, his cock in his hand. “Do you want to cum on me as well?” she asked. He nodded in reply and began to pump harder on his cock. His cock was thin but long. He didn’t take long to reach his climax, and when he did he came in enormous loops of warm thin cum, spraying it all over her boobs and her stomach. Penny had never seen so much cum from one person before; streams of it ran down her body and dripped onto the sofa. He in turn was being watched by another couple; a very pretty dark-eyed girl with her top pulled down to reveal a very perky pair of tits and just a pair of red briefs down below, together with a boy with his shirt unbuttoned, no trousers and his very erect penis sticking out from a pair of boxer shorts. The girl had one hand down the front of her pants and a camera-phone in the other. The boy stepped forward, his penis in his hand, and began to pump it hard. He began to groan as his breath came faster, and the tip of his cock became engorged with blood. With a cry he too came over Penny’s chest, thicker gobbets of sperm dripping onto her nipples and over her already wet tits. As he came, his girlfriend took a picture with her camera-phone, catching the moment when his cum spurted out of his cock, splashing onto Penny’s tits, his cream running down her mounds. Suddenly around five or six people were standing before her, both male and female. Two boys together pushed forward, one of them like Peter with his cock in his girlfriend’s hand. She made him cum over Penny’s pussy, some of the cream coating her bush, some of it splashing onto Richard’s own cock as it continued to thrust in and out. The other boy came quickly all over her face, some of his creamy cum spattering over her dark hair. As the first spurt of his cum hit her, Penny felt herself surging towards an orgasm. “Fuck me, Richard, fuck me harder!” she panted, and as he increased his strokes she began to cum, an intense wave of sexual pleasure convulsing through her body as she screamed out at the moment of climax. As yet another boy climaxed over Penny’s face, Richard could hold back no longer, and he started to come, his cock pulsing again and again as his semen spurted from his penis, splashing up deep into her vagina as her cunt muscles involuntarily tightened around it. He felt as if he was never going to stop coming, but eventually his movements gradually slowed, allowing a mixture of their juices to run out from her vagina over the sofa, drenching it with their juices. They were both trembling with the intensity of their simultaneous orgasm. Penny opened her eyes as her breathing subsided to normal. The girl with the camera-phone still had her hand down inside her panties; she was panting rhythmically as she brought herself to orgasm with her fingers, gazing at the sight of Penny’s face and body dripping with cum, Richard’s softening penis slipping out of her rosy pink cunt. “Oh thank you” she moaned “I can’t believe I’ve just seen that - it was just about the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen”. By this time nobody was taking much notice of the film, as it ran to the climactic scene when Debbie herself, dressed in a skimpy cowgirl’s cheerleader’s outfit, was fucked by Mr Greenfeld in the guise of an American football player. The final shots of her being screwed on the floor, naked apart from her cowgirl boots, coincided with Richard’s own climax. As the credits began to roll, Penny turned and kissed Richard deeply and intensely on the lips. He could smell the semen on her face. She sat up in his lap, letting the copious quantities of thick gooey cum run down her tits and stomach. Penny leant over and picked up her t-shirt from the sofa, then carefully wiped her face with it, soaking up the sticky gobbets of cum from her cheeks, licking her lips to taste the salty liquid. She smoothed her skirt back down over her pussy, as if to indicate that the show was over, and ran her fingers lightly through the cum on her stomach, rubbing it into her skin. Finally, she took her already-sticky t-shirt and, instead of using it to wipe herself clean, slipped it carefully over her head, smoothing it down over her body. Damp sticky patches of cum began to soak through it, spreading across the material in a mixture of dark pools and streams. She turned to Richard. “I think I need to clean up now” she smiled. “Will you take me home and help me?” As he slipped back into his clothes, he saw the remaining students finishing off their activities. The owner of the DVD retrieved it from the player, while his girlfriend was wiping cum from her own face – her initial objections presumably forgotten. People now seemed keen to slip away, perhaps embarrassed by how far they had allowed themselves to be carried away. Annie grabbed hold of Penny as she headed for the door. “Thanks for a wonderful show” she whispered. Penny’s flat was only five minutes walk away, and they walked together through the well-lit streets, cuddling each other close. Some streams of cum still glistened in Penny’s hair, and the dark patches on her t-shirt had spread so much that they almost covered the front. Her nipples were still hard with excitement. She deliberately hadn’t put her panties back on, and the feeling of fresh air around her cunt and bum kept her sexually aroused even now. The scent of cum was still intense even in the open air; luckily only one couple passed them on the pavement; as they did so the other woman must have caught a whiff of the musky scent, because she looked in surprise at Penny as they passed side-by-side. Back in her flat, Penny sat on the sofa, kicked off her shoes, and slowly peeled off the sticky top. Most of the cum had soaked into the cloth, but her little breasts and flat stomach were still sticky from the sheer quantity of semen that had been deposited all over her. Next she removed the short denim skirt, slipping it carefully down her legs, and Richard saw where rivulets of sexual juices had run down the inside of her thighs. Penny smiled and spread her legs. Her bush was still coated with sticky secretions. “Come and help me get clean” she said. In the shower, Richard slowly soaped her body all over, paying particular attention to her breasts and pussy. He took the showerhead and directed the spray over her bush, cleaning it and washing out his own spunk. Penny shampooed her hair, washing out the remaining sticky gobbets of cum. The sight of her clean wet body soon made his cock begin to stiffen again, and she in turn soaped him all over, rubbing at his penis until it was fully hard again. He was full of desire for her again, and clasped her to him, their wet bodies sliding against each other. His penis rubbed against her bush, and she gasped with anticipation at the sensation, grinding her breasts against his chest. Unable to wait any longer, Richard pulled her out of the shower. He grabbed a couple of towels and threw them onto the bed, pulling Penny with him. They neither of them felt the need for any foreplay: that evening’s events had in a sense all been a prelude to this second intense fucking. Penny opened her legs wide, the dark hole of her cunt already gaping and eager to receive him. She wrapped her thighs around Richard’s back, pulling him towards her. His cock-head hovered at the entrance to her slit, her pussy lips parting around his purple knob, as if trying to suck him in. With one smooth slow movement Richard thrust forward, feeling her vagina expanding to admit him, then her cunt muscles contracted tightly, trying to hold him inside her. Her breasts glowed with excitement, her nipples harder than he had ever seen them before. He sucked at them one at a time. She arched her body against his, meeting his thrusts with her own, looking into his eyes as they fucked. After the intense excitement of their public sex earlier, this was between just the two of them, the recent events merely serving to intensify their desire for each other. “Oh yes, yes, that’s it” Penny moaned, her breath coming in short sharp pants. “Fuck me, darling, fuck me harder, fill me please. Oh yes, your cock feels so good. Please make me come…oh yes, that’s it”. She writhed on the bed as she felt her climax approaching, her body tingling all over, tiny beads of perspiration breaking out on her forehead. Richard could feel the semen building up in his own balls; he clenched his teeth and held back as Penny surged towards the crest of her own sexual experience. Then she came, her body tensing as a gorgeous wave of sexual release pulsed through her, her vagina clenching like a vice around Richard’s thrusting cock. With a cry, he gave one final thrust deep into her, as his semen churned up from his balls, erupting from his throbbing cock in seemingly endless streams, filling her still pulsating cunt with his juice. As she felt his spurting semen splashing against the walls of her vagina, the pulse of his cock pressing against her cunt, Penny came again, screaming out with a level of sexual pleasure she had never before experienced. They lay together on the bed, damp now from perspiration as well as from the shower. Penny’s face and breasts were flushed with a post-sexual glow, and she smiled as she cuddled up to Richard, gently kissing him on the lips and stroking his cock which was still semi-hard. “You look so beautiful” he said, brushing a stray wisp of hair away from her face. “And that was so good”. “Thank you darling” she replied “It was good for me too”. As they recovered together, Richard picked up the soiled, semen-stained top. “I suppose this had better go in the wash” he commented. “You can hardly wear it again like this!” But Penny wasn’t so sure. She took it from him and inhaled the intense scent of sex. “I don’t think I want to forget this evening” she said. “I’m going to keep it as it is, as a souvenir”. Penny placed the stained t-shirt in a shoebox and hid it in the bottom of her wardrobe. A week later, when Richard was round at her flat, she took it out and showed it to him. It was dry now, but the stains were clearly visible all over it, and it still smelt of sex. Removing her clean top and bra, she pulled it on, smoothing it over her bare breasts. She kept it on while Richard fucked her, and her orgasm when it came was long and intense. They discussed whether they should try to replicate the whole experience, but both agreed that it had been a one-off; it was the spontaneity that had made it work, and any attempt to recreate it could only be an anticlimax. As a final post-script to these events, the next day Richard received a copy on his phone of the picture that had been taken, together with a text message from the girl who had taken it (who was apparently a friend of Annie’s), promising not to show it to anyone else, but asking if she could keep a copy for herself and her boyfriend. Richard had been slightly worried at the thought of the picture circulating rapidly around the university; the fact that the girl’s own boyfriend’s cock featured probably explained her reluctance to let it go any further! He printed off a copy, which he gave to Penny, before deleting the picture. Penny put it in the box with the semen-stained shirt, as a final souvenir of that unforgettable evening.

Between Father and Son at the Pool It is a hot august day and my eight-year-old son is splashing in the swimming pool as I doze off sunbathing in my running shorts, my chest and face exposed to the sun's rays to improve my tan. The sun warms my blood and gives me that familiar itch between my legs. I rub my hand against the smooth fabric covering my burgeoning cock. Three things happen: my breath gets shorter, the edge of my shorts rides up my thigh uncovering the head of my penis, and my young innocent eight-year-old son becomes curious as to what I am doing and why I am breathing so hard. I half moan that "Daddy is just making himself feel good" as he perches at the bottom of my yard recliner. He curiously watches me masturbate. For some reason this turns me on even more. I am so hard and turned on with my young son watching me that I pull my shorts aside and expose the fullness of my throbbing penis. My son's eyes get large in disbelief and I moan, "It feels so good! Do you want to try it for Daddy?" He excitedly says yes, and I motion him closer, taking his hand and resting it on my cock. His hand is so small and cool. I guide his hand up and down my manhood and tell him to stroke it with his fingers. His eyes light up in curiosity. I tell him to wrap his whole hand around the pole and to pump it up and down. At first it feels like my cock is being milked like a cow's teat ... I close my eyes and push against his fist, and push my bottom up against his timidly pumping hand. I can feel his breath on the head of my cock. I tell him to push hard against my thrusts. "That's it. . .twist your hand. . .and yes! yes! You've got it, son. . .just a little more!" I grab the back of his head and shove it down against my cock. "Lick Daddy! See? This is where you came from just eight years ago. What is going to come out is what I put into your mommy to make you happen. That's it! Now nibble nicely! Oh yes, Daddy's good boy! Ahhhh! Daddy is coming!" My cum spurts out and splashes against my son's startled cheek and runs down over his pumping fingers, covering them in creamy daddy juice. ****** "Hmm," I hear, and sit up quickly with my young son's hand still gripping my creaming cock. His grandfather towers over me, also dressed in running shorts, with a sly yet undecipherable look on his face. He asks his grandson if he is having fun. "Oh, yes," comes the reply. "Good, then maybe you would like to watch your daddy have fun with Grandpa?" "Oh, yes," the little sprite quips. In utter disbelief my jaw falls as my son takes his hand from my cock. Slowly my dad draws down his running shorts revealing his own mature manhood. "Oh yes, your daddy will have lots of fun." Instinctively I reach between my father's legs and tentatively massage his testicles and ass, then kneading his hard body as he closes his eyes and bends over to allow his cock to swing toward my waiting mouth. I lean up knowing that this is where I came from, my father's sperm bank. I kiss and lick the head of his penis, stroking his balls, tightening my eager lips around the meat that fills my mouth as my father kneels over my adoring face. Dad is fucking my face fiercely, holding my head between his hands and telling me how nasty I am. He tells me how much of a cocksucker I am, in front of my own young son. I massage his ass and tickle his rim with my finger hoping that this will make him cum quicker. He plunges his penis into my mouth, fucking my face as my young son watches. He reaches down and tweaks my exposed nipples really hard making me moan around his cock. He finally cums and cums, noisily. I am afraid the neighbors have heard us. His creamy cum is delicious in my mouth and spreading over my face. He talks to his grandson: "Your daddy has done a good job hasn't he?" "Unh-huh," quips my quick son. "But he hasn't given you a good job yet has he?" "No," answers my son as I prepare myself for the task ahead of me. Dad picks up my son and places him on the nearby table helping him out of his swim suit. My "little man" gloats knowingly as he lies down, spreading his legs, exposing his small man-hood. My dad turns to me and says, "Well, son, do a good job." I kiss my young son's thighs, slowly at first, and then with more gusto as I pick up the fresh scent and feel of his young flesh, getting even smoother as I work up to where his little penis is already hardening from what he has experienced. His smile widens. Being encouraged, I snake my kisses and tongue up to my son's testicles, so firm, so tight against his ass cheeks, so innocent and untouched, yet delicious. I lick and lick, loving the scent and taste of my boy. I cup his small buttocks in my hands, pushing my mouth onto his hard little cock as he writhes. Unexpectedly, I feel grandpa's hands parting my ass and a stiff intruder forcing its way into my love box. I look back and see my fathers hardened cock violating me anally. I stiffen but am only met with stronger and stronger thrusts. Loving the feeling and the thought of my dad fucking me, I continue my cock sucking work in earnest. I am moaning as I swallow the tiny pole and take my boy's balls into my mouth at the same time, stroking his hot little anus with my little finger. Dad is saying what naughty boy I am between slapping my ass cheeks and thrusting his huge member into me, and my boy is wiggling and moaning in ecstasy. Dad tells me to stick a finger into my boy's ass. I change from the little finger with which I had been stroking my son's anus and take my middle finger and slowly, gently push against my son's tight opening. His whole body stiffens, yet he grinds ever so slightly at my finger, encouraging me. I spit on the end of my finger and push in again as he pushes against me. My finger is sucked in. "Oh Daddy! I like that!" he grunts as he grinds hard against my finger. I am exhausted and ready to cum. I quicken my tiny cock sucking and finger fucking as Grandpa slams hard into me, grinding his bush against my ass. My son cums first, and screeches "Oh yes, Daddy!" My dad pulls me straight up by my hair, reaches around me and grabs my cock, firmly gripping it in his strong right hand. He continues to fuck me and kiss my neck. He sticks my cock into my son's mouth for him to suckle as my knees give out during an exploding orgasm. Not caring who hears us, I scream at the top of my voice "OH YES, DAD! SON!. . .I LOVE YOU BOTH!"

Béla shielded her eyes against the incredible brightness in the viewscreen as a tiny sun rose up out of the earth far below. She squinted and watched the shadow of a tall pillar of cloud stretch across the land. Another bright pinprick of nuclear energy occurred seemingly right next to the first one – then another, and yet, another, each blast creating an unsurpassable barrier to the approaching Confederate army. ‘How are you doing, Baby,’ Béla called out to her daughter. ‘Are you holding up all right?’ ‘Fine, Mom,’ Lisa, a hundred miles below, replied. Lisa’s wings were extended fully and although she was several miles up and above the nuclear explosions she was creating, she reveled in the heat and the massive energy of each blast that seared her seemingly fragile body as the air boiled and churned around her. The amount of damage she’d done below wasn’t readily visible because of the massive, roiling, debris clouds. She banked and soared toward the next section they’d mapped out and moments later, another searing blast of pure energy rose up from the ground to cook her again. When she was finished with this little chore, a trench the size of the Grand Canyon would separate the nasties and Solar City. It would take their army weeks to go around it. She felt excitement dance through her body, giving her goosebumps. She felt so free, not having to constantly battle that seething, angry mass of energy in her mind anymore. She could pull energy from the blasts she was creating far below to protect her body even as the heat and the pressure from each blast did its best to vaporize her. She radiated a great burst of love at Macario for suggesting that she could just cast all that hateful energy out of her mind the same way she’d absorbed it so many years ago on that terrible day when she’d destroyed an entire city. She had exuberantly shoved it all out into the sky, even using some of her own personal mass to make sure she expelled it all. The skyburst had nearly killed them both, but she’d managed to teleport Macario and herself to safety before she collapsed, completely drained of energy for the first time in her young life. When she’d awakened from her two-day coma, she found that she could create energy anytime she needed it by simply teleporting a few grains of whatever she was looking at into any solid object or surface. Presto and Boom! Instant nuclear power! With the added advantage that – it wasn’t continually exploding inside her head! Soaring high over the ground to the northeast of the intruding army, she mentally sought for scouts who might be checking the terrain for troop advancement toward her home in the mountains. There were several. She teleported them out of the area she wanted to blow, then picked up a piece of sandstone with her mind and teleported it into the rocks below the surface, closing her eyes against the blinding brightness that resulted from her action. Sixteen more sandstone rocks and sixteen nuclear blasts later, the flatlands preceding the magnificent Rocky Mountains ended abruptly with an impressive, impassable mile-wide, mile-deep canyon that arched around from Angel Fire to the Spanish Peaks. Satisfied with the job she did, Lisa teleported up to the ship. “Nobody’s going to get past that,” Lisa smirked, viewing the damage from the new viewscreens on the orbiting ship. “You think they’d give up,” Tabatha sighed, “but the army’s started around the back, heading west, now.” “I can put a canyon from Wheeler Peak all the way across the San Luis Valley,” Lisa suggested. “Then they couldn’t come in the back way, either.” “You have that much power?” Tabatha asked, really impressed with the amount of pure energy this dark-haired, fifty-kilo girl could generate. “Piece ’o cake!” Lisa said, grinning. “I could do this indefinitely!” It was true. She loved blowing things up! Carving new topography across the face of the planet was something she’d never thought of. And besides that, it was loads of fun! “You sure are easygoing, lately,” Tabatha observed. “You’re don’t even smart-mouth your mom anymore. I’ve never seen you so relaxed and cheerful. You and Mac find a new way to fuck or something?” Lisa chuckled. “Something… Maybe I’ll tell you some day. Right now, I’m enjoying myself too much to share!” “They should be at the canyon mouth in another day,” Tabatha said, looking at the viewscreen again. “Tomorrow night, then,” Lisa chirped, then vanished. ‘We’ll give them a fireworks display they won’t soon forget!’ Mac was home, for a change. Lisa popped in right next to him. “Boo!” she said, then laughed as he jumped. “Hi, lover! I’m home…” They kissed for a few seconds. “You act like you have been having a ball all day,” Macario said, hugging her tightly. “Who, me?” Lisa asked, her voice strained by her strong arms around her ribs. “Yeah, I have!” Mac set her down. “Naked, as usual, I see.” “I can’t fly with clothes on,” Lisa explained. “I felt the quakes,” Mac said, changing the subject. “How did it go? Did you have any problems now that you…” “Nope!” Lisa interrupted. “If anything, handling power is easier now! I don’t have to concern myself with letting too much out at one time. I never really knew how much concentration it took to hold all that inside me.” “Can you still flame?” he asked. Lisa’s shoulders slumped just a little. “No, and I don’t have my energy shield anymore, either. I can create a shield by grabbing energy if there is any nearby, but mostly I’ll have to rely on mental agility and teleportation from now on. That’s one thing I miss. I could out-power anybody. Now, I’m no stronger than any of the others.” She sat down at the table and started to pick at a stale chunk of bread and sighed, “I’m human, now – just another typical vampire girl – just like Mom.” Mac saw a gleam in her eye and realized that his darling Lisa was hiding something. They had both agreed not to disclose the fact that she wasn’t a phoenix anymore, but Lisa was hiding something else. “Okay, Babe,” Macario said, dropping to his knees and leaning his elbows into her bare thighs. “What is it you’re so smirky about?” “Huh?” Lisa asked, pretending complete innocence. Mac dug his fingers into her soft tummy as she sat there. “Tell me!” “There’s nothing to say,” she yelped, as she kicked him in the chest and fell backwards to the floor. “You have a secret!” Mac exclaimed as he pulled the chair out from between them where it had fallen. He slid across the floor and grabbed Lisa’s long, slender legs as she tried to scramble up and out of his way, yelling in playful exuberance. She hit the wall hard, and Mac mashed into her a second later, unable to stop his mad rush toward her. Lisa broadcast her joy at the brutal impact, confusing Mac completely. She turned around in his embrace. Her face and shoulder were bruised from the impact. She was laughing, glad about something she wouldn’t tell him. “Tell me, damn you!” Macario demanded, unable to resist her infectious joy and laughing even as he tried to be masculine and controlling. “You can’t see?” she chortled. “Look at me!” Lisa wrapped her arms around Mac’s neck and hugged him tightly, opening her mind to him as well. The dark clouds of angry energy were completely gone – her mind felt light and carefree – and spacious. Her mind contained a lot of free, clean space where before, there had been sullen darkness. “I would hesitate to call you an airhead,” Mac chuckled as he held her. “But I still don’t understand. I can see the change. But I can’t see what changed. Did your constant war with yourself take up that much room?” “That thing in my head?” Lisa asked, raising an eyebrow at his description of what he thought was wrong with her. “Yeah, it did – it took up a lot of space. ‘Constant war with myself,’ huh?” “Well,” Mac admitted, “I don’t know what else to call it. You were doing it to yourself – like some kind of burden you had to carry, and you couldn’t put it down – but all you had to do was stop doing that.” “Thanks for your unwanted opinion,” Lisa said, her mood more temperate, now. “It was important and concerned the lives of millions of people. The fact that I could get rid of it never occurred to me. And if I’d stopped ‘doing that’ all the times I wanted to, I’d have blown up, along with whatever city I was in at the time.” “Well, you didn’t blow up any cities,” Mac said soothingly, “and it’s gone, all the same.” “Yes,” Lisa murmured, forgiving him for upsetting her and embracing him again. “It’s gone.” “So,” Mac said, breaking their kiss with that ever-so-hated word, “What’ll happen the next time you need to flare to save your butt?” Lisa sighed, realizing that Mac was going to keep her feet on the ground, no matter how badly her mind wanted to soar with elation. “It’d better not happen. You might miss me.” “We should tell Mama Bee you can’t ‘phoenix’ anymore,” he said. “I’m the one who watches their backs,” Lisa murmured. “They’re more likely to screw up if they think I can’t protect them.” “But you can’t protect them as well, now, can you?” Macario asked. “I can still time-walk,” she replied. “Any trouble they can get into, I can go back and fix it. Beside, I can still create nuclear energy – as much as I need, when I need it. And I can shield myself if I have enough warning. I tested if I could do that while I was out there earlier.” “Yeah,” Macario said, “but…” ‘Enough talk!’ Lisa exclaimed in Mac’s mind as she stretched up and bit his earlobe. Mac pressed his lips against the side of her head and began working his way down to her neck. In the meantime, Lisa was nibbling on his shoulder bone and pressing her hardening nipples against his chest right through his shirt. Mac was working on her neck, furiously sucking on her soft, warm flesh, trying to make a blood-mark that would stay without breaking her skin. The hickeys were healing almost as fast as he made them. Every square inch of Lisa’s skin was tingling with her delight as she licked, kissed and nipped her beloved Macario with sensual abandon. Mac was having a hard time keeping up with her. Almost before he was ready, Lisa was guiding him into her warm, wet center of lust. Her pussy quivered as he began moving back and forth. She was already coming and he was just starting. She wrapped her arms around his neck and continued to kiss and nip his chest and shoulders. Then she surrounded one of his nipples with her lips and began to suck. Mac could hear the strange sounds she was making. It sounded as though she was chortling, deep in her throat. After a few seconds, Mac was sure his nipple was leaking fluids – she was sucking on it that hard – and he pulled her head back with his fist in her hair. Her face radiated pure joy as she looked up at him, then she completely surrounded them both with her radiated lust, showing him how erotically excited the scorching heat from those nuclear clouds had made her feel. Mac suddenly felt so weak he nearly dropped her. Carrying her out of the kitchen and into the bedroom while she was wrapped around him and impaled on his cock was harder work than he’d remembered. Lisa was like a succubus. She owned both her body and his, and she was draining them both for her sexual pleasure. Mac moaned weakly as he sank down and deposited his wanton cock-sheath on the bed, rump first. Then he collapsed down on top of her, driving her into the mattress with all his weight. Lisa grunted at the impact as he drove the air right out of her lungs. Mac knew she hated that and that their mad lovemaking was probably over just as soon as she could worm her way out from beneath him. He knew she’d never believe that, this time, anyway, it was completely accidental and wouldn’t have happened if he hadn’t felt so weak, and he needed to finish now, before she wormed her way out from under him. After a moment, Mac realized that Lisa’s undulating body wasn’t trying to escape. Instead, she was humping her half-crushed pelvis against his as hard as she could, constantly moaning and making that strange laughing sound. Suddenly, Mac could feel inside her body as she mind-linked with him again, letting him know she was very close to having an orgasm. Mac lifted some of his body weight off her and began fucking her again. Lisa almost immediately radiated her lustful sensations through his body as she came. Mac could feel his cock tingling in response, wanting the same sensations she was broadcasting. Mac continued fucking her as hard as he could, and she kept coming as hard as she could. He could tell she was completely out of control and that she loved the way he was spiraling her sensations upward toward total oblivion. As many times as the two of them had made love over the years, he’d never seen Lisa like this. This was Lisa – fucking like a girl – not demanding, not controlling – just writhing on his cock and coming, again and again and again, letting him make her feel… He suddenly realized that she wasn’t just fucking him; she was making mad, passionate love to him. The idea struck him like an erotic thunderbolt that went straight to his cock. For the first time, ever, she was completely open to whatever he would do with her. By giving him complete power over her, she was reaching new heights of ecstasy that she’d never realized, before. When she felt him come inside her, her orgasm was so powerful that she passed out completely. Mac felt his cock explode inside her as she arched her back to receive him. With an exhausted groan, he collapsed down on both her and the mattress – still conscious enough to make certain that most of his weight was on the mattress and not on her. He lay, gasping, on the bed with her arm trapped under his head and her legs still wrapped around his hips. Gradually, they slipped apart and Lisa lay sprawled on the bed with one leg still trapped under his hips. Her other leg was the mirror image, except with no male carcass on it. Her exposed pussy glistened from cum, both his and hers, quietly leaking out and down the crack of her ass. After a few moments, Macario heard a weak moan and Lisa stirred slightly. Realizing he was still half-laying on her, he scooted back and off her limbs. Lisa moaned again and rolled over, laying one arm and one leg across his body. “Oh, God…” she whispered. “I came…” “Yeah, you did,” Mac whispered back, pleased that she was actually sated without him having to mutilate her. She forced herself to wake up more. She needed to tell him… Mac could feel her anxiety even as he realized that she was actually sexually satisfied. “What is it, Hon?” he asked quietly. “I came,” she whispered, repeating herself. “I know,” he said. “It was great.” “No…” she moaned. “You don’t understand. I let go. Completely.” “Okay,” he said, tentatively. “You let go. You came. Haven’t you done that before?” “Not like that,” she replied, more conscious now. “I could never let go before. I always had to keep control. This time… I let go. It was… wonderful.” “You mean you didn’t orgasm before?” he asked, not understanding. Lisa sighed, knowing that she should’ve just kept quiet. “Yes, of course I’ve orgasmed before. We’ve mind-linked often enough that you know I have. I just never completely let go when I had one, that’s all.” “Why not?” he asked. Lisa sighed in frustration (not sexual). Then she bit him. ~~~~~ It was the next day and Lisa was back on the Phoenix III, orbiting high above the mountains, with Tabatha and Amber, the bridge officer. “The army is within about twelve kilometers of where you want to blast,” Amber informed the girls. “They should get a really good show.” “Okay, let’s do it,” Tabatha said. Lisa vanished from the bridge and both the remaining girls watched the viewscreen. Within a minute, a bright, tiny dot of pure nuclear energy appeared far below, then was covered over by the expanding gas cloud. As the minutes went by, another appeared near the first, then another. Soon thick white towers rising high into the air blocked the entire pass between the two mountain ranges. “I’ll bet that impressed somebody,” Tabatha murmured. “She didn’t miss those poor slobs by much…” Lisa reappeared on the bridge. “Well, that should take care of any military threat.” To the commander, she said, “Mac told me you wanted me and Tabby, here, to try to make a battery for your engine?” “Yes,” Amber said, “Every time the electro-magnetic drive is activated, it depletes the stored charges in conventional batteries. The expanding magnetic field simply sucks them dry, almost instantly. Macario was telling me that you two could possibly make something that wouldn’t discharge the instant an electro-magnetic pulse hit it.” “It’s possible, I imagine,” Tabatha said, thinking about her new shield – the one she got from that Harrah. “I could surround some of Lisa’s mind power with a shield and maybe…” “I think perhaps I can make an external power source that the Praetor could control,” Lisa interrupted, “and then you could shield it from the ship’s drive.” “That’d be cool,” Amber replied. “Let’s do it.” ‘Ember – I’m sending them to you…’ Amber thought to her twin sister at the other end of the ship. Lisa and Tabatha teleported back to Engineering. It was a half-mile swim in free-fall, otherwise. “We should try one outside the ship, first,” Ember, the Engineering Officer, told them, “especially if we’re working with nuclear energy.” “It’s not radioactive,” Lisa assured her. “Shouldn’t be that much of a problem.” “What if the shield doesn’t hold?” Ember replied and sent Lisa an image of her precious rosin ship gutted by a nuclear blast. Tabatha almost laughed watching Lisa frown and smile at the same time. “Let’s test the shield first,” Lisa said, remembering her only encounter with it when she’d tried to eradicate the mutant spiders. “Okay,” Tabatha replied. Closing her eyes, she created a round sphere of energy outside the hull. “You see that?” “Yeah,” Lisa replied. “I see it.” Concentrating harder than normal, she teleported inside it. ‘Well, I can get in and out of it, anyway,’ she thought back at Tabatha and Ember. ‘Let’s try putting some energy in here.’ ‘I’ll have to fake this part,’ she realized, shielding her mind from the others. Dreamwalking earthward, she found a rock and teleported it into the sphere where her body was. Realizing she needed two, she teleported a second one up as well. Teleporting outside into naked space, Lisa looked into the sphere. Grasping one rock into her mind, she teleported it into the other. The sphere turned blinding white like a tiny sun, but the shield held, releasing only a fraction of the heat being created inside. Lisa grinned with pleasure as the intense heat from it warmed her freezing body. ‘At least, my hair isn’t freezing wet this time…’ she thought to herself, remembering her first, almost virginal attempt to exist in the vacuum of space. ‘Can you feel that?’ Lisa asked, mentally calling out to Tabatha. ‘Wow! That’s incredible!’ Tabatha replied, completely awestruck. ‘I about had an orgasm when you did that! How can you have that much power inside your head and not go insane?’ Lisa didn’t respond. She teleported back inside the ship. “There’s no radioactivity coming from the sphere,” Ember informed them. “Just heat and light.” “How can you use that to power the ship’s drive?” Tabatha wanted to know. “Shouldn’t you be concentrating on holding that shield?” Lisa snapped at Tabatha. “I don’t need to,” Tabatha replied haughtily. “It will stay in place so long as there’s energy to feed it. Your mind power inside it will probably keep it going for thousands of years. Do you have to keep concentrating on your output?” “No,” Lisa said, covering up. “It’s not part of me, now. It’s a separate, physical thing.” “Neat!” Tabatha replied, grinning. “So is that shield!” “Okay,” Ember said, sighed with some trepidation. “We have a power source. Any idea how to utilize it? Or get it inside the ship?” “It was your idea to put it outside,” Lisa reminded the engineering officer. “That was for a test,” Ember replied, getting a little testy. “I didn’t know you two were creating something that would last a thousand years.” “Neither did we,” Tabatha said, equally defensive. “This is our first time experimenting with our powers like this!” “I think we could dreamwalk it inside,” Lisa suggested. “Especially if Tabby here encloses the sphere with a time-shield so we can handle it.” “Good idea,” Tabatha agreed, then smiled wickedly at Lisa. “It’s a good thing I like you – I hate being called ‘Tabby Here’…” “Sorry,” Lisa replied. “That’s a hold-over from my nasty days…” “I have to sleep to dreamwalk,” Tabatha said, returning to the task at hand. “I don’t,” Lisa replied. “You make the time shield; I’ll move it inside.” Both girls concentrated on the little ball of pure energy outside the hull of the resin ship. Lisa suddenly noticed that the ball had ceased to generate heat or light. “What happened?” she asked anyone who could hear her. “I put a time shield around it,” Tabatha replied. “Hurry up! It’s starting to get super-hot in there!” “Hey, Doc,” Lisa asked Ember as the sphere floated through the hull of the ship. “Where d’ya want this thing?” The Engineering Section was suddenly bathed in gleaming white light as the time-shield was released. In the next hour or so, the Engineering crew (all six of them, with Lisa and Tabatha) had the sphere contained and inline with the dormant engine. As soon as the electrician hooked it up, it would be ready to test. Later, a circulation system would be designed around the sphere so that it would also help to heat the ship, since it wouldn’t always be this close to the sun. The two girls took a break. “The food here is incredible,” Tabatha was saying as they floated along a passageway toward the mess hall. “That’s great,” Lisa replied, “because I’m starving.” They were each on their second plateful when Tabatha started playing ‘Macario’. At least, that’s how Lisa thought of it… “So… How come you’re having trouble with energy drains now?” Tabatha wanted to know. “You haven’t had any problems like that since you were a little kid, have you?” “What do you mean?” asked Lisa, knowing exactly what Tabby was talking about. “Well, I couldn’t help but notice,” Tabatha replied, smiling at her friend, “that you pulled a real energy-drainer last night. Half the city felt it – at least us girls did. But you were able to blow a mile-wide hole clear across the San Luis Valley to cut off the Confederate advance without breaking a sweat. “I know you’ve got that nuclear thing in your head,” Tabatha continued, “but you’ve changed! You’re not consistent. I’m worried about you.” Lisa smiled at her pesky companion, but before she could reply, the ship’s speakers blared out a shrill whistle. Then the bridge commander spoke. “Secure quarters and prepare to launch! Launch time in one minute and counting!” “What about my food?” Tabatha asked, anxious to keep her half-finished plateful of the best mush she’d had in several months. “Let’s take it planetside,” Lisa suggested. Both girls and their servings of food disappeared. A few seconds later, they reappeared in Engineering, their hands empty. “Room for two more?” Lisa quipped. “Sure,” Ember replied and sent them an image of a buffer bench built into the rear bulkhead and the mechanism that releases it. Both girls quickly found it and secured themselves. “Launch in five, four, three, two, one…” Lisa and Tabatha, along with everyone else, were suddenly pressed back against their buffer pads. The ship was accelerating at maximum speed – six gees. After several minutes of the intense acceleration, the gee-force was reduced. The buffer they had been lying on retracted as they got up. The wall that had been the rear bulkhead was now the floor. “We have gravity!” Tabatha exclaimed. “Wow! No shit!” Lisa echoed. “Ladies and gentlemen, passengers and crew – We have escaped earth orbit and are now in free orbit around the sun! Our speed is one hundred, seventy thousand kph and accelerating! We did it! Congratulations to you all!” There was cheering all over the ship. The Phoenix III was, after twenty-six years of trial and error, taking its first interplanetary test flight. The electro-magnetic space drive, with Lisa and Tabatha’s new power source, was finally a success.

After that hot fuck with Ian. I couldn't keep my fingers out of my pussy... Every day and night I had my hands in my panties, slipping my fingers in and out of my dripping cunt thinking about how good Ian had been at making me cum, I never failed to send an orgasm ripping through my body... One night as I was once again doing myself over him my phone rang, it was Amy, his ex girlfriend... "Listen Kate I know you and Ian have this thing right now but I really need to meet with you to talk through some stuff" I agreed but had my doubts, I mean, I didn't wanna get my head kicked in right? We made arrangements to meet at my house the next day... She showed up and I couldn't believe how sexy she was looking... I could feel my cunt grow wet just looking at her bare breasts through her thin white top.. "Hey Kate, can i come in?" Breathless I stepped aside to let her tight little ass come into my house. She sat on the sofa and I sat next to her, sitting in a way so she could see straight up my small skirt straight into my bald fanny as I was wearing no panties... I saw her look... "Listen, The reason I came over today was not to talk about Ian, it was to talk about you" She said, her full lips moving seductivly as she spoke, I could feel my cunt lube up even more... "Go on..." I said intregued "The reason I always got so jealous about you and him isn't because I love him.. its coz I fancy you".. I smiled, I kind of knew that was coming. I moved closer to her, I could smell my cunt juices. and then I started to smell hers. "Really? Coz I think your pretty hot too Amy." I touched her face softly with my hand and smiled as she pulled down her top to reveal her full titties. I started sucking one of her nipples straight away.. "Amy, your tits are perfec!" I sqeauled.. She giggled and moved her hand up my skit and into my cunt. feeling my juices. I grabbed her head and shoved it in between my legs. "FUcking lick me!" I screamed.. she seemed only to happy to oblige. I screamed in ecstasy as her tongue lapped up all of my jucies.. Her hot ass up in the air in front of me. I shoved her face into my cunt deeper and deeper. I got out my full titties and sucked one of my nipples, my hips bucking into her beautiful face, getting every inch of it covered in my cunt juice, even some in her hair, i pulled her face out and licked it all off. Moaning as I tasted myself on her. I grabbed a candle stick off the side of the table and pushed open her legs. I shoved it inside her tight little fanny and thrust, deep. I looked at the ecstasy on her face and started flicking my tongue over her tiny little clit. I felt her cum almost immediatly.. she squirted her hot juices all over my face and into my hair. We started kissing. sharing each others saliva in a hot array of juices. Our cunts growing moister and moister as we groaned loudly... I slammed 2 fingers into her hot cunt and rammed her as hard as i could.. I couldn't keep my hands off her. I needed her juices all over my body.. I removed my hand and spread her juices over my titties. both our white clothes were soaked with juices, the whole room stunk of lesbian sex... I was so turned on I couldn't even believe it. I made her lie in front of me and fuck herself with the candle stick I got out. She fucking loved it the little slut.. she loved my eyes on her hot sexy young body... I couldn't wait to fuck that pussy again. I couldn't control myself. I grabbed the candle stick and screwed her as hard as I could. she was moaning in agony and ecstasy and I fucking loved it. I stood over her face until she begged to let her lick my cunt hole. I sat on her face and shoved her fanny into her face, covering her hair and face with more cum as it went all over over, dripping down her neck and titties. I could hear her moaning into my cunt lips, making a humming sensation which made me cum more. I needed this all the time. I couldn't just settle for Ian, I needed them both, at the same time... I phoned Ian "Get over mine right now!" I carried on screwing Amy until he got there.. He barged into my house and became instantly erect at the sight of these 2 girls riding each others faces. I still had AMys face inside me cunt so he came over to me and slammed his cock into my mouth, I sucked harder than i've ever sucked cock in my whole life until he started to cum. I pulled out and let it drip down my slim stomach and into my pussy. I heard Amy moan as she tasted the salty new sex juice. I climbed off her beautiful body and told them I wanted to see them fuck I watch as Ian pushed his huge penis into her tight little love hole.. I came over and over again just watching them fuck... Her juices making his member glisten.. The room stunk of hot teenage sex and i loved it... I knew i'd crave it every single day ***Look, it probably isnt really a secret that my own pussy gets so wet writing these stories. I have a boyfriend but I love hot girls too and Im really into cyber sex with hot women. ***

Jason could hardly contain his excitement when he joined Michael on the 2nd night of the girls abduction.Since earlier that afternoon as Michael graphically told him how he had raped the sisters.Jason,had been lustful and moody looking for release.He inspected the assembled fearful looking women as if they were cattle.He nearly settled for the sisters but something about the tanned looking Rachel made him pick her out.She was the least attractive of the women.Not ugly but nothing to write home about.What drew him to her was the look of defiance on her face.Jason loved to tame the fiesty one's. They commanded her to undress and get up on the steel operating table.Much to their chargin she spat at them and told them to fuck off.As he grabbed the scalpel.Jason felt his cock spring to life.He sliced her wickedly,from just below her left shoulder blade down onto her boob.The slash was about 2 inches and deep.She started bleeding profusely.In slow motion she looked down at her breast and the growing crimson patch.When she looked back up at them the change the cut had wreaked on her was evident on her face.Her defiance and arrogance had vanished.Her bottom lip twitched and tears filled her eyes.A cloud of fear overcame her and she wailed loudly. Michael glanced at Jason.The guy was unstable,gripping the scalpel menacingly and visibly shaking.......''Listen,kid.Be a good girl and get up on that table.Youn need stitches.'' Michael said softly.Rachel,obeyed.She had urinated in her pants from shock and fright.Her groin felt hot and she could feel her pee,running down her legs.Rachel feeling lightheaded let the guy help her onto the table. She gazed up at the ceiling as he injected her and started stitching her up.She hardly felt the pain as her mind reeled at what was happening to them. She just lay there as the man who had cut her removed her shoes and pants. He whistled as he pulled her underwear down her legs.Rachel closed her eyes. ''Geeeezz!...Mike have a look at this.You ain't ever seen a more hairy puss!'' Michael tied the last of twelve stitches and glanced down between the woman's legs.Jason parted Rachel's limbs revealing her furry pubes. Her bush of pubic hair stretched right down to her anus.Rachel cringed as the man dug his finger viciously into her vagina.Her tears ran freely the wind out of her sails.They could have her body but her mind was hers she thought to herself.Rachel had been with a number of guys in her teens.She had experimented with men but preferred girls.The truth was she had a major crush on Mellisa although her friend wasn't intrested.Jason moved the big built girl's ass to the edge of the table.Placing a foot on each of his shoulders.He was sweating heavily and flushed.He grasped his dick and forced it into the woman's dry cunt.Rachel moaned as he took her painfully.Lacking lubrication his thrusts made her yell in pain....''Ouch! Please wet it you hurting me!''she gasped.It was over quickly.Rachel lifted her head and glanced down at the prick tormenting her bonedry vagina.As she did.Jason let out a moan of pent up frustration withdrawing and spurting copious amounts of semen over her bush.Rachel shut her eyes and placed her head back on the table.The picture of his heavy ejaculate between her legs played over and over in her mind. Jason sated.Michael muttered....''Ah why not!'' and took his turn.He lubed her cunny. Wanting to make the dyke scream with his dong.Rachel felt the cool gel being spread liberally between her widespread legs.The guy had his hands firmly around each of her ankles.Lifting her butt from the table.When Rachel felt his crown rub against her labia she gritted her teeth and awaited his assault on her vagina.........HE WAS BIG!!! He stretched her wide and filled her.Michael pounded her.Humping violently with his hips.She squeeled and gasped as he did her.Her tits bounced and the sound of their coupling was audible......''Oh...OHHH....Ahhhhhhh''The obvious pressure he was putting her under made Michael empty his sac heavily against her uterus.Her inner walls spasmed against his shaft. ''Get the bitch out of here.She fucking bores me'' Jason said as Micheal withdrew wetly from the Jewess. They polished off a bottle of brandy between them and were dead drunk.They fetched 19yr old Nusrat just before midnight.The girl screeched alarmingly and clung onto Rachel when she realized she was the subject of their attention.Rachel still recovering from what she had gone through earlier pushed the girl from her.Nusrat was a rear beauty and the men were horny to have her.They manhandled her to the main bedroom.Laughing as she begged them to leave her.The Indian girl started hollering loudly when they got to the bedroom.Jason became frenzied and shoved her onto the bed.Michael steadied himself against the closet as he undressed.Jason turned the hysterical girl onto her back.She was all arms and legs.Her limbs all over the place as she tried to get to her feet.Her skirt had ridden up to her knees and she had lost her sandles in her struggle. Nusrat was out of control.She desperately wanted out of this situation.She hated alcohol and these men reeked of the vile stuff. She kicked out with her barefoot aiming for the man who was removing his belt's groin.She missed and caught him on the inner thigh.Nusrat opened her eyes wide raising her hands to shield herself as he lashed out with his belt.The heavy leather caught her on the side of her hand and then snaked out. The tip connecting with her jaw.Nusrat shrieked at the top of her lungs.That was fucking sore she thought dully as her eyes watered from the blow.With sheer panic raging inside her she tried to get to get up.Jason rewarded the gorgeous Indian girl with a flathand that made her spin.Nusrat sobbed as darkness threatened dto overwhelm her and the man ripped off her skirt. She lunged wildly with her feet and screamed ''Noooooooooooo!''Her scream was the most desperate Jason had ever heard anyone utter and heightened his excitement.The sight of her thong as she struggled made him swoon.He lashed out at her angrily thrice more with his belt.Beating her into submission and yelling for her to shut her mouth. Nusrat clawed at the covers and whined as the belt snaked across her svelte body.The heavy thud of the leather filled her with pain.She cried for her Mom as she was cruelly stripped of her thong.The darker haired man was naked and turned her on her back as the man who had beat her drunkedly undressed.Nusrat was cold and her body shook violently.The man was matted with hair from chest to groin.They sickened her and her teeth chattered noisely as her body went into shock. Naked they placed her under the covers between them.Their hands roamed over her body.She was perfect and they could'nt get enough of her.She stared unfocused as they touched her all over,discovering her.She felt a salty tear slip into her mouth.The hairy man had her right nipple in his mouth and was suckling greedily.She winced everytime he chewed on her tender bud and squeezed her breast with his hand.His other hand was warm against her taut tummy a finger mining in her navel.She felt his hair against her soft skin and the feel of him filled her with revulsion.Nusrat sobbed loudly as the other man got down under the covers and licked out at her innocent vagina.He pushed her legs apart and worked her labia.His stubble hurt her soft flesh as it dug at her shaven cunny. Nusrat had never been with a man.She rambled on at them.Begging,crying and pleading with them not to do this to her.They were dirty and stunk of booze and did unspeakable things to her. She yelled with disbelief when Jason moved his mouth from her saliva drenched cunt to her ass.He tongued her anus,sucking on it.When it was sodden he forced his thumb up her ass and pumelled her rectum with his digit.The finger fucking made the Indian bitch squirm her buttocks but he held her firmly in place.She screamed in excruciating pain and fear as Michael tore her nipple and sucked her blood.Jason got two of his fingers into her virgin cunt and finger fucked her briskly while his thumb continued to manipulate her rectum.Her body was alive with them.They licked,sucked,tasted and bit her from head to foot.Nusrat could feel the wet patches of their saliva all over her body. Michael lay on his back and reached out for her.She was exquisite and he had never felt so hard and wanting. His enjoyment of the Indian girl was going to surpass the rape of the sisters.He manouvered her sweet body onto him as she again whined her pleas.He had her atop his stomach.He reached around her and forcefully took a tight buttock in each hand.He squeezed them harshly wanting to inflict pain.Her mouth opened wide and she sobbed chockingly.He pushed her down him untill he felt her wet gash resting against his burning cock.He looked into her defeated eyes and chortled .She was so light he lifted her body,digging his nails into her hips.She grabbed at his large hands to stop him hurting her.He reached under her and readied his bloated truncheon. When he placed her tightlipped unchartered pussy above his organ and it rubbed against his glans.Michael grunted throatily and his precum flowed freely. Nusrat sobbed and her breasts heaved at the realization of what was about to befall her.She felt the man's hot knob open her tight petals. He moaned with pleasure as his spout crushed her labia apart.Michael jerked with pure bliss as his crown popped inside her.Nusrat cringed as the cockhead entered her.Her tender skin seemed to be wrapped dangerously tight around the large plunger.Michael drew her down on him and slowly ate up her canal,filling her with his meat. Under immense pressure,Nusrat's pussy started secreating vaginal juice to make the copulating bearable.The girl above him stiffened and screamed....''MOMMY! NOOOOOOOO..'' as he popped her cherry wide open.Michael felt her innocence torn apart by his fuckstick. Nusrat knew that the searing flash of pain she had just indured was the tearing of her hymen and she cried bitterly with shameMichael buried himself impossibly deep inside the girls body.He felt his dickhead mash against her hard uterus.Behind her Jason was intent on plugging her asshole.....''Open the cunt's ass up Michael.Lets give it to her both ways'' Micheal spread her asscheeks wider with his hands. Surrendering her anus to his partner.Jason smeared his head with saliva and forced himself into her crack.The went at her fullblast a hard alcohol fortified fucking that broke her in and she would never forget. She was bobbing under the hammering.Squealing for deliverance from the endless pumelling. Her gut was afire.Nusrat felt like she had a poker up her rectum.The man was humping her ass crazily resulting in her shrieking from pain.Her vagina felt swollen and impailed on the shlong below her.Her breasts were awash with persperation and their body odours were strong in the confined room.A mixture of sweat,cunt and ass.It made her want to gag.She felt their sowing in her body.Michael came after an age.He arched off the sheets and grunted squeezing her flesh and making her yelp.He fountained rooted inside her,smearing her uterus with his jism.He collapsed as Jason continued to have his way with her.Jason was loud as he orgasmed insulting the bitch andf cursing her.He yelled ''Whhhhhhooorrrrre!!!'' as he unleashed his torrent into the weeping girl's rectum. PART 3 TO FOLLOW

I learned about sex from my older brother and his friend during the long hot summer of my 8th year. We lived in the sticks in a rural suburban neighborhood and the only kids around were me, my brother Jim, and another neighbor boy, Danny who, like Jim was 14 but went to a different school. School was just out and we were bored most of the time. When Mom would go out during the afternoon and leave us I would play in my sandbox and Jim and Danny would go into the garage. One day I looked in through the window and saw them with their pants down playing with each other and making each other cum on the garage floor in the corner. I felt left out so next time Mom went out and they headed for the garage I followed and said I want to come too but my brother said get lost. I stood my ground and Danny whispered something to Jim and they had a whispered conversation and finally Jim said, ok, but you gotta do whatever we tell you and you can't ever tell anyone or else. I knew from experience or else meant a hard punch in my arm. I agreed and they took me into the garage, one on each side of me and lead me to the far corner. They put me in the corner facing them and Danny said pull your pants down and show us yourself. Since I knew that's what they did, I grabbed my shorts and underpants and pulled them down to my knees. No, Danny said, all the way down to your ankles, so I pushed them down to the tops of my sneakers and stood there. They looked at my privates and Danny said she's got no hair on her pussy. Jim said turn around so I shuffled around so they could see my ass. I felt a hand on my ass and Danny said smooth, and then I felt another hand on my ass. Danny said turn around again and when I did he said pull up your shirt. Jim snorted & said she's flat but I was a little chubby and had baby fat tits and Danny reached out and felt me up and tweaked my nipples. Then he pulled down his pants and took my hand and had me hold his dick while my brother watched. I looked at his dick and saw he had hair above it and started to move my hand back and forth like I had seen them do to each other and Danny got hard and said faster and soon the white stuff came out onto my thigh. He said to Jim your turn and Jim said nah, let's get out of here before Mom comes home. Wait, Jim said, then to me, squat down and pee right now, so I squatted down and pee'ed on the garage floor. Jim said if I told anyone about this he would tell Mom I pee'ed in the garage and I'd get all hell. Danny watched me pee and when I stood he said to be sure bend down and kiss it so I bent down and kissed the puddle I'd made. After that Danny took me into the garage every chance he got but Jim wouldn't watch. Danny'd make me take off all my clothes except for my sneakers and he touch me everywhere, putting his finger in me and finger fucking me while he had me stroke his dick and making me bend over and put his fingers in my ass a few times. He'd suck on my little tits and I liked that cause it felt good even at 8. He'd hold me up against him and squeeze my ass and dry hump my stomach. Sometimes he'd kiss me and put his tongue in my mouth. He had me kiss his dick and suck on it like a lolly pop and once he came in my mouth. It didn't have much taste but was warm and gooey and salty and there wasn't much of it but I drank it cause he told me to. He liked to watch me pee so I made sure I drank water before Mom went out so I could do it for him. Once or twice he took me in his own garage while Mom was home and told Jim to be the look out. Once After awhile Jim did come in and watched once. It was on a Friday. That night my parents went out and left me home with Jim alone. I'd had my bath and was playing with my dolls in the living room while Jim watched TV. As soon as the car was out of the driveway taking our parents away he told me to go in my room and take off my nightgown and wait for him. I was sitting on my bed naked when Jim came in in his bathrobe. He stood in front of me and opened his robe and he was naked underneath and his dick was hard. He was hairy and bigger than Danny but neither of them were very big even at 14 and horny as hell all the time. He stood there with his robe held open with his hands on his hips and said ok, suck me, so I leaned over and put the head of his dick in my mouth and sucked like Danny had taught me. Jim took my hand and put it on his dick and made me rub it while I sucked. He put his hand on the back of my head in my hair and held and handful of my hair while I sucked his dick and rubbed it. He started to breathe heavy and said lay down on your bed and as I did he took his robe off. He got on top of me and started kissing me and I kissed him back like I did for Danny. Jim was rougher than Danny, not scared, kind of in a hurry. He said open your legs and I did and he raised up and looked down at my pussy and put his dick in the opening of my pussy and rubbed it there. He then straddled my chest and said make my dick real wet so I ran my tongue on it and tried to get as much spit as I could on it. Then he put some of his own spit on it and put his dick in the opening of my pussy again and shoved it in. My vagina was tight at first but opened up for him and he lay on top of me with his dick up my little pussy. He was so much bigger than me his head was against the headboard do he made me scrunch down the bed so he had more room. At first his dick hurt me but soon it felt ok and he started to hump me. I was 8 and didn't even know that my brother was fucking me and that I was no longer a virgin now. I just laid there and he pulled my legs up some so he could get hid dick deeper inside me and he humped me harder. His breathing was heavy and his face was getting red and then he gasped and I could feel something warm inside me down there. I knew that my brohter's white cum stuff was inside me now. He stopped and laid on top of me and said that was pretty good. He kissed me on top of my head and told me again this was not to be told to anyone or else and he went and took a shower and ignored me for the rest of the night. From then on when Mom would go out Jim and Danny would take me into the house and fuck me on my bed, Jim was always first and he would leave when it was Danny's turn. Danny would watch Jim fuck me and he was hard and ready when Jim was done. I learned to bring my knees up and to the sides so they could get inside me easier. It didn't hurt any more and it was easier with Danny cause I already had Jim's cum inside my pussy and Danny wasn't as big as Jim. I had to take my clothes off but leave my socks and sneakers on in case Mom came back too soon. She never did and though it didn't do much for me at 8 to be fucked by two 14 year old boys all the time, I liked being part of something secret and being part of their games. I was a good little girl and did what they wanted me to do for them. It was more fun than playing alone in the sandbox or with my dolls. Sometimes if Mom didn't go out they'd take me for a walk into the open overgrown field nearby and have me jerk them off or if they were sure no one was around I would have to take my clothes off and they made me suck them off and then I always had to pee in the field in front of them. Once in awhile I had to do #2 and they watched me do that too and I learned to bring tissues cause I got shit on my pants once and Mom was mad as hell at me. This went on all summer with my brother Jim and his friend Danny fucking my little 8 year old pussy or having me suck them off or jerk them off and peeing and sometimes shitting for them almost every day until we went back to school and then the routine changed, but that's another story.

The storm had knocked out power. The kids away at their grandparents Linda and John retired early for the night. Cuddled together under their sheets the wind howling outside their windows pressing the large oak in the front yard to kiss the side of the house John kissed the back of his wife’s neck. Linda was curled up facing away from him. John as usual lay behind her facing her back. Regardless of what position they ended up in when they woke they always fell asleep that way. Linda turned. In the darkness of the room she couldn’t see him but knew he was looking at her. She moved closer and felt his lips press against hers. They were warm and wet and inviting. His hand went to her shoulder, moving down her arm to her thigh pulling her closer. John felt her breasts against his chest as he pulled her closer, his kiss enveloping her. Linda moaned. John slid his hand between her legs his hand brushing against the warm bush of pubic hair. It was moist and as his hand ventured further the source of the moisture greeted his touch and another moan came as his reward as his finger brushed against her clit. John rolled her over sliding on top of her. Linda relished the feeling of John’s weight on her. She liked the feeling of being pinned helplessly beneath him as he brought pleasure to her body. His kiss broke from her lips and moved to her neck. She pushed up against him as she turned her head to the side to allow him full reign on her neck. John savored the smooth warm flesh of her neck. It was sweet as nectar was to a bee. He wanted more, and no longer kissed but suckled her neck occasionally nibbling on the flesh, feeling her mound as she pushed up against his hardening shaft. Linda wanted him. She could feel her body throbbing with desire, her pussy wet and her nipples hard against his chest. She wanted him but John had more in mind for her. His lips slid from her neck down between the ample cleavage of her breasts, his hands cupping them both and squeezing as he decided which one to suckle first, which one to tease with the tip of his tongue, which breasts’ nipple to flick with his stiff tongue. When he decided the whimper that escaped from Linda spurred him to do more. Wet and hot Linda wanted him to take both breasts in his mouth. She wished he had two heads and two mouths to suckle her, to tease her but he only had one and that one mouth moved away and down her stomach the tongue that so teased her and forced her to bite her lower lip trailed down her stomach to her belly button. Inside her belly button John moved his tongue then kissed it. He pulled his tongue and circled around her navel and kissed it again. He could feel her mound as she pushed up against his chest. He would not deny her further. It was ages since he’d gone down between her legs. It had been ages since he’d parted the bush that lay before him with tender hands, probing hands and let his eager tongue lay against an aroused and delicious clit. He did. Linda screamed a short burst of a sound drowned by thunder. With her eyes closed her hands dug into the sheets she didn’t even see the lightening. John’s fingers held her lips apart while he focused on her clit first licking it as if it were a lollipop of infinite sweetness and then flicking his tongue across it as he did with her nipples. Linda shivered under the assault though not from the cool breeze that now hurled rain drops against their house it was from the shear stimulation that John brought to her body that caused the shiver. His tongue against her clit and now a finger invaded her body. John inserted a stealthy finger into her, then another, stroking her as he sucked on her clit. Linda’s hands moved from the bed sheet and seized his head pushing it further into her crotch but she wanted more than that. She tugged at his shoulders. His advances had been accepted. She was more than ready and so was he. John was ready from the moment he lay against her feeling her naked butt against his body but at the moment, feed by her seductive sounds and the feeling of her mound brushing against him more than once he was now more that ready. Linda spread her legs wider as John made his way back up some how managing to drag his shaft along the inside of her left thigh. She wrapped her hands around him as she felt the head of his shaft kiss her opening. He paused. Her lips were wet and hot. They seemed to be pulling his shaft in but he hesitated wanting her to desire him more wanting her to beg him. Linda didn’t beg she lifted herself off the bed and moving towards him enveloped his entire member into her body, rolling her hips under him pushing up against him. John smiled as he lay down on her feeling her breasts under him soft and warm, inviting and arousing with nipples that seemed to pierce his flesh. Thunder crashed about them as Linda took his head in her hands as he kissed her and stroked her, slowly at first then with increasing vigor. “Yessssss!” she hissed as his lips took to her neck. She wrapped her legs around him holding firm as he thrust himself deeper into her seemingly with endless skill her body approaching a much anticipated climax as the sweet scent of sex and sweat rose in the room filling the air about them. John was past the point of no return. He pressed on feed by the encouraging groaning and whimpering that escaped Linda’s throat. He slid one hand under the small of her back lifting her butt up slightly off the bed as he stroked her, the sound of their sex momentarily blocked out by another crash of thunder. “Uhh!” Erupted Linda’s lips as her eyes widen and she felt the sweet release of her body. An uncontrollable shudder passed through her trice. John felt her shudder as he climaxed feeling himself explode into her and feeling her seemingly tighten around his shaft. “I love you,” he whispered laying on top of her, panting from the exhaustive session of pleasure with his wife. “I love you too baby.” She said after catching a breath.

I stood in the shower, the warm water rinsing the passionate sin from my body. My semi-erect cock throbbed as my mind recounted the activities of the last 30 minutes. Beautiful 14-year old Erin and I had just concluded an elaborate role-playing rape fantasy, culminating in the most incredible fuck of my 38 years. Our intricate scheme began a few weeks earlier over the internet. I came to know Erin through a popular website and we immediately hit it off despite the 24 year difference in age. I soon learned Erin was one of those rare teen girls who was attracted to, and loved to be fucked by, older men. Somehow, I had been lucky enough to meet this incredibly sexy young nymphomaniac. Our plan involved meeting at a hotel near her home for a planned sexual rendezvous. Once in the room, Erin would begin to have doubts and change her mind, deciding she could not cheat on her boyfriend. Enraged at being drawn in and led on by this girl, I was to quickly overpower her and violate her. From the point Erin “changed her mind,” the remainder of our encounter was not scripted. Erin assured me I was free to violate her body in any way I wanted. She longed to be overpowered, dominated, and raped and reassured me I could use whatever force I needed to use to prevail. My “attack” of this innocent young victim involved fucking her innocent cunt with a twelve inch dildo, sodomizing her, fucking her tight pussy, and forcing her to orally sodomize me. Erin was unbelievable. Fucking this young girl was more intense than fucking any grown woman I had ever been with. Her body was absolutely perfect. Standing 5’4” tall, her 105 pound frame had been blessed with the most incredibly curvaceous hips and perfect 36D breasts I had ever seen. Her tiny waist accentuated her blessings and her dark hair complimented her tanned skin and piercing brown eyes. As we concluded our taboo game, Erin made a comment that left me speechless; speechless and very excited. Apparently, Erin had let her 17 year old sister Amanda in on our secret and her sister was not far from the hotel, awaiting Erin’s call; a call that would summon her to our room to join in the fun. After rinsing off in the shower, I wrapped the over-sized towel around my waist to rejoin Erin. As I turned the corner, Erin was sitting on the bed next to a girl I assumed was her sister Amanda. Erin was holding my cam-corder; both girls watching our “rape” scenario through the small LCD screen of my digital camera. “Nice work!” the unidentified girl said. “Hun, this is my sis’ Amanda” Erin added. “Nice to meet you Amanda” I replied. Amanda giggled. “Hi. Nice to meet you too” I stood in disbelief as I looked at the two girls. Amanda was as strikingly beautiful as her younger sister. Although she was dressed casually, she still looked sexy. Her tan legs were covered only by the short denim material of her shorts. Although her breasts were smaller than Erin’s they were still quite nice. If I had to guess, I would place ‘em at 36C’s. Amanda was leaning sideways on the bed so gauging her height was hard to do but she was clearly two or three inches taller than Erin. Amanda’s body showed the remarkable results of two additional years of maturity although she retained a very youthful, girlish look about her. Other than a few slight variations, these sisters could have easily been mistaken for twins; incredibly beautiful twins. My mind was still having a hard time fathoming my current situation. Not only had I just fulfilled two life-long fantasies, rape and fucking a young teen-aged girl, I was now confronted with the very distinct possibility I would soon be fucking teen sisters; minor aged teen sisters, incredibly hot teen sisters. I was in heaven and did my best to contain my anxious enthusiasm. I sat quietly on the bed, snuggled close to Erin as the girls perused the video record of my encounter with Erin. Erin and Amanda were now laying side-by-side. I did my best to let the girls watch uninterrupted, hoping the visual images would expedite their excitement. Every minute or two, Amanda would exclaim “Wow,” or “Damn,” as she watched a particular portion of our home-made movie. As she did, I would lean in to see exactly which part she was making reference to, filing this information in my mind for later. Having this knowledge would be of benefit as it provided me a blue-print of what turned Amanda on. As I watched these two young girls stare into the camera, I felt my cock stirring beneath the towel. I fought the urge to remove my towel and start stroking my cock. I certainly did not want these two to know how eager I was to fuck them both. I convinced myself to play it smooth, not seem overly eager or anxious. Without warning, Erin looked at Amanda. “You ready?” she asked. Amanda didn’t answer. Instead, she turned her head and slowly embraced her little sister. I watched as Erin closed her eyes, slowly opening her mouth to accept her sister’s tongue. The two kissed passionately, tongues encircling one another. My cock immediately sprang to life, twitching with excitement as I watched the wonderful visual display before my eyes; the display of two beautiful sisters embracing in an incestuous passionate kiss. It quickly became evident that Amanda was the more dominant of the two sisters. Subtle movements by her and Erin validated my assessment. It was Amanda who guided and coordinated their movements, almost as if tutoring her little sister. Erin seemed content to submit to her sister as she was soon lost in lust and desire. Amanda guided Erin onto her back, pressing her weight onto her little sister. Erin was still naked and I watched her nipples stiffen with excitement. The two girls continued to kissed, oblivious to my presence. In the loving arms of her sister, Amanda slid her hand down to Erin’s pussy, gently pressing the palm of her hand against her tiny mound. Erin arched her back slightly, raising her hips to meet the sensual pressure of Amanda’s hand. Erin moaned softly as Amanda teased her. It was clearly evident the two had made love before. Erin compliantly opened her legs and allowed Amanda to slide her slender middle finger inside her tight cunt. Amanda removed her lips from Erin’s and slowly kissed her sister’s neck as she worked her way down. Softly, I could hear Erin moaning, “mmmmm” as her sister continued to gently probe her pussy. Amanda’s long slender fingers were topped by professionally finished acrylic fingernails, covered in a sheer gloss with perfect white tips. The image of these fingers as they probed her sister was incredibly erotic. Soon, Amanda’s mouth found their target, caressing Erin’s erect nipples. “I’m so jealous of these,” Amanda said quietly as she briefly looked up at me. “They’re so fucking sexy, dontcha think?” I spoke the first word that came to mind, “Yeah.” Amanda resumed circling her soft tongue around Erin’s nipple, tracing her young areola with her tongue. Erin arched her back as Amanda’s two-pronged attack continued. Erin then began to move her hips a bit more aggressively as Amanda began burying her finger deeper and deeper. As she did, she would curl her finger upward and massage her sister’s inner walls. Erin continued to moan softly. After another minute or two, Amanda scooted her body down the bed, settling between Erin’s young, perfectly toned thighs. Erin was still lying on her back. Again, without instruction, Erin opened her legs for her sister. As she did, Amanda slowly traced her tongue along the canyon of her little sister’s pussy lips, stopping at her still red and swollen clit. “Mmmmmm, yes” Erin moaned in a quiet, very high pitched voice. Amanda evidently knew her sisters pussy quite well. She wasted no time licking up and down the tight folds of Erin’s cunt, licking her velvety pink innards. Erin reached down with both hands and spread her pussy wide apart. As she did, Amanda licked up and down her sister’s silky soft pussy. “Mmmmm Hmmmm, Mmmmm, Hmmm,” Erin moaned. This must have been Amanda’s cue for she immediately placed her tongue against Erin’s pussy ring and pressed it forward. “Ooooohhhh GOD,” Erin cried as her older sister skillfully fucked her tight pussy with her tongue. I lay motionless on the bed, not more than 12 inches away from this sinfully incestuous display of sexual deviance. Amanda pulled away for a moment to speak, “I can taste you” she said as she looked at me, obviously referring to the cum that still remained inside Erin’s pussy. Keeping the towel around me was pointless. My nearly 8” long cock had snaked its’ way through the opening in the towel. Lifting my hips, I pulled the towel from around my waist and tossed it on the floor. Erin and I were once again naked. As soon as my cock sprung free, Erin reached for Amanda’s hand, guiding it towards my thick shaft. A wave of electricity shot through my body and felt like it exited through the tip of my cock as Amanda’s hand made contact with me. Still engaged in a beautiful performance of cunnilingus, Amanda wrapped her young fingers around my shaft and slowly stroked back and forth. “Very fucking nice” Amanda said as she lifted her head momentarily and glanced up her little sister’s body towards her face. “I told you Mandy!” Erin replied. “Take over for a second” Amanda ordered Erin. Erin complied and assumed the duty of massaging my cock. As she did, Amanda quickly undressed, exposing her exquisitely beautiful 17 year old body. Once naked, Amanda grabbed my black dildo. Her face had a look of pure sexual hunger as she guided the dildo towards her baby sister’s cunt. Erin smiled as she eagerly anticipated the assault awaiting her pussy. I watched in amazement as the two girls worked in perfect concert with each other, Erin spreading her own pussy while Amanda lovingly worked three quarters of the 12-inch dildo into her sister’s cunt. Expecting Amanda to fuck Erin with the dildo, I was surprised when Amanda crawled in front of me and sensually licked the tip of my cock. As Erin began to fuck herself with the huge play-toy, Amanda placed my cock in her warm mouth and began sucking me. My mind was in a daze. For the second time today, an under-aged girl had my cock in her mouth. My cock was ready to explode at any minute so I had to concentrate on not coming. As Amanda did her best to swallow my entire shaft, Erin was in her own heaven. “Ughhh, Ughhhh, Ughhhh,” she moaned as her hands guided the dildo in and out of her naughty pussy. It was evident Amanda was well-versed in the art of sucking a cock. Her young lips gently caressed my shaft as she moved her head back and forth along my entire length. As she did, her right hand was wrapped around my shaft, stroking me as my cock exited her mouth. Her left hand gently caressed my balls as she continued to savor my shaft. Without warning, Amanda ceased the oral worshipping of my cock. Erin was fucking herself feverishly as Amanda again took control of her sister. Placing her hand on Erin’s, she motioned for her sister to stop the self-imposed intercourse. As Erin complied, her chest heaved up and down, her beautiful breasts standing perfectly erect. “He’s gonna fuck your mouth now Erin.” Amanda ordered. Without speaking, Erin removed herself from the bed and knelt at the edge of the bed in front of me. Taking her cue, I stood in front of her, my cock hanging low under its’ own weight. “Fuck her mouth. She likes it!” Amanda told me. “Don’t worry! Fuck it like you fucked my pussy awhile ago” Erin said nonchalantly. Erin looked so beautiful, her young, naked body kneeling before me, ready to serve as a fuck receptacle for my cock. Stepping forward, Erin took my shaft and guided it into her mouth. “Seriously! Don’t be afraid. Fuck her mouth!” Amanda said, assuring me. My cock rested gently on Erin’s tongue as I took her head in my hands. Slowly, I began to thrust my hips, my cock moving in and out of Erin’s mouth. Each stroke, I drove my cock a bit deeper, trying to determine Erin’s limit. To my astonishment, my cock was slamming against the back of her throat and Erin had not pulled away. Gaining confidence that Erin could handle it, I began to thrust harder and faster, tightening my ass cheeks as I fucked her mouth. I could feel Erin gagging occasionally but she remained in place, her mouth opened wide willingly accepting my cock. Saliva bubbled and frothed from her mouth, covering my cock and coating her chin. As I pumped my cock, I would pull my cock completely out of her mouth by an inch or two, sticky juices dangled like guy-wires between her lips and my cock before I slammed my rod back into her mouth. As I fucked Erin’s mouth, Amanda had made herself comfortable on the edge of the bed next to us, her hands exploring her own beautiful pussy. I watched in awe as she plunged her fingers between her full lips and into her cleanly shaved pussy. Watching 17 year old Amanda finger fuck her bald pussy not a foot away from me while simultaneously fucking the face of my 14 year old lover was more than I could handle. My cock swelled as I felt myself ready to explode. Fucking furiously now, I pumped as hard as I could. Erin choked and gagged as I violated her mouth but she remained perfectly still. With one final stroke, my cock exploded deep inside her mouth. Like an ocean wave crashing against rocks on the shore, my cum coated the back of her throat. My hands held her head as my body spasmed, releasing a second, a third, a fourth, and a fifth load of my cum. As I pulled my cock away from her mouth and released her head from my grip, Erin reached up and wiped a drop of cum from my throbbing head. “I missed some” she said as she placed her cum-covered finger in her mouth and swallowed. “Mmmmmm” she moaned as the drop of cum slid down her throat. Amanda was lost in her own world. Now sprawled on the bed flat on her back, she used her left hand to spread her full lips wide and two fingers from her right hand plunged in and out of her cunt. Erin stood and whispered to me, “Taste her!” I didn’t need further encouragement. I knelt between Amanda’s legs. Placing my face as close as I could, I inhaled deeply, taking in her beautiful scent. As I savored the aroma, the sound of her fingers as they entered her wet hole was incredible. Eager to taste my new lover, I placed my hand over hers and pulled gently. As I did, I placed my open mouth over her opening and flicked my tongue between her full lips. The similarities between their pussies were remarkable. Except for Amanda being shaved, it was hard to distinguish one from the other. I wasted no time assaulting her young cunt. Amanda squirmed as my tongue circled her clit, gently nibbling from time-to-time. As I did, I used my fingers to spread her lips apart and licked her silky folds. As I ate Amanda’s pussy, Erin had crawled next to her sister and began sucking her breasts, cupping one in her hand at a time and tracing her stiff nipples with her soft tongue. Amanda bucked her hips against my chin as I plunged my tongue into her. By this point, my cock was again aching for action as I held Amanda’s midsection in the air, my hands under her, supporting her by her ass. By this time, my mouth was covering her entire cunt as my tongue darted in and out of her tiny hole. “Erin…honey, honey, honey” Amanda moaned between deep breaths as I pressed my tongue into her. “Let him fuck me.” She begged. “Mmmm…you want fucked sis?” Erin asked teasingly. “Yeah, ……yeah……., yeah,” she squealed between breaths. I stood and took my cock in my hand. Stepping forward, I laid my cock against the bald spot where her pubic hair should have been. Amanda had raised her legs, her feet now flat on the edge of the bed, her knees elevated. Teasingly, I pushed down on the top of my shaft, forcing the width of my cock between her pussy lips. As I did, I stroked my cock back and forth between her lips, feeling her swollen clit caress the bottom of my cock. Erin was now standing beside me, her naked body pressed against mine running her hand against my muscular chest. “Look at that” Erin said, staring at my cock as it split her big sister’s lips wide apart. “You wanna fuck her?” “Oh God yes” I moaned. Erin grabbed my shaft and began rubbing it against her sister’s cunt. I watched as the tip of my cock parted Amanda’s bald pussy lips under Erin’s guidance. Amanda giggled with anticipation. “Ready Mandy?” Erin asked. “Mmm hmm” she said, biting her lower lip. Erin then guided the tip of my cock into place, stopping when I was aligned with Amanda’s tight hole. I leaned forward and watched the tip disappear between her folds. Erin leaned between us and allowed a large drop of saliva to fall onto my shaft. As she did, she quickly spread the silky moisture on my shaft and into her sister’s pussy lips. Although Amanda certainly did not need the lubrication, watching Erin prepare her sister’s cunt for a good fucking was very arousing. I placed my hand on my shaft to guide myself inside Amanda. Leaning into her, I pressed just hard enough to allow my cock to slowly penetrate her. Once the head of my cock had disappeared, I could sense how tight her pussy was. As I was working my way into her, Erin hopped on the bed and bounced youthfully to her sister’s shoulders. “Can you feel it? Erin asked. “Mmm Hmmmm.” She nodded in acknowledgement. I pushed my cock deeper and deeper until finally, the base of my cock was the only visible part remaining. Amanda had remained silent as I slowly worked my cock into her. However, the changed the moment I started pumping in and out of her. Amanda was a screamer. The harder or faster I fucked, the louder and higher the pitch of her moans of ecstasy. I would alternate, five or six long slow strokes, followed by three or four hard thrusts. As I thrust hard, she would moan, “Aghhh, Aghhh, Aghhh.” Erin was now running her hand across Amanda’s belly as I pumped harder and harder into her sister. At one point, Erin lowered her hand to her sister’s pubic region. As I shoved my cock inside Amanda, Erin exclaimed, “I feel it inside there!” referring to my cock. Erin looked incredibly aroused as she intently watched me fucking her big sister. Amanda’s tight cunt easily swallowed my cock, stroke after stroke. My skin smacked against Amanda’s as I fucked her. As I settled into a nice rhythm inside Amanda, Erin had laid next to her sister, gently kissing her neck. I couldn’t believe what I heard Erin ask Amanda. Whispering, she asked, “You like him better than Daddy?” Amanda immediately answered, “Uh huh!” My cock twitched as I absorbed what I had just heard. These beautiful young girls were fucking their father. This immediately sent me over the top. My cock pulsed hard and then burst in an explosion of cum. “FUCK!” I moaned deeply. My cock grew sensitive as I emptied my load into Amanda but my hips continued to thrust in and out of her cunt. Each time my sensitive cock entered her, I moaned, “Fuck” “Fuck” “Fuck” F-U-U-U-C-K!” Out of breath and still pumping slowly, I asked, “You guys fuck your dad?” Not sure how they would reply and how I would respond, I felt an evil twinge of excitement when they both answered, “Yes!” “Mmmmm, naughty girls!” I said. Erin smiled as she pushed me away from her well-fucked sister, “You won’t tell will you?” she asked jokingly. I stood and watched Erin, knowing an answer wasn’t really needed. She had knelt between Amanda’s legs and had begun to suck and lick my cum from her sister’s gaping cunt. - The end -

"Kiss me again you fool!" So saying she pulled his head to hers and devoured his lips, drawing him deeper into her spell. He was helpless, caught by her surprisingly strong arms, and though his mind screamed that this was wrong, that he couldn't, his body wanted her. It was several minutes before she let him come up for air, and he gasped for breath as she wrapped her hunter's legs around his waist, so that even if he'd wanted to, there was no separating them. With her hands she tore at his chest wildly, making him cry out, drawing blood with her wicked nails. He pulled her hands away and braced himself above her, holding her arms out like he was crucifying her. Then he gazed down into her face, her eyes aflame with what he assumed must be passion. She licked her pink lips seductively and purred, "Like what you see?" But she knew he did because his hardened cock was straining against her inner thigh, begging to be admitted. Still he stared, his gaze moving lower now, to her pale neck, swan-like and aristocratic, then down to her perfect breasts, covered only by a scrap of diaphanous material that seemed to shimmer in the dim light of her chamber. Below, though he could not see, he could feel that the same thin covering traced the line of her stomach and down, revealing more than it concealed. She laughed, a low throaty laugh like she was remembering a private joke, and then she suddenly pressed upward with her pelvis, driving it and him into the air and then dropping down again, causing him to slam into her pubis, making her cry out. Then he was hers, utterly. All thoughts of escape, denial, of anything but her body were driven from his mind. She could see it in his eyes and she laughed again, a joke he didn't understand but didn't care. Somehow he was naked, though he didn't remember taking his clothes off. Somehow his shaft of pure iron was squeezed between her legs, between the powerful muscles of her thighs. He could feel the wetness of her passage beckoning him, oozing out to coat his crotch even as she writhed and playfully tried to free her hands from his. The animal took him and he dove into her, licking, biting, kissing his way down her chin, over her pretty collarbone, noticing belatedly that somehow she had removed the swathe of fabric from her breasts as he was already attacking them like a madman. She arched her back and rolled her head back and screamed, a sound which, had he been in a better frame of mind he might have thought eerie, but as it was it simply drove him on. He ground his pelvis against hers, making her wail, an unearthly wail that seemed to grab him and drag him deeper. She bucked her hips again and again he drove against her, feeling her wetness spread over him and move upward to her abdomen and his as she pressed her body to his like she wished to join the two as one. He felt no need to keep her pinned; it was as if she was helpless beneath him. His hands moved like lightning down her flanks to cup themselves beneath her tight buttocks and pull her hips closer to him as he pressed his length against her, driving her into the bed. Her hands clawed his back but he was beyond caring. He raised himself with sheer strength until he was face to face with her, wild eyes boring into his soul. And then he entered her, with one stroke, and he felt complete. Her mouth opened but no sound came out, her eyes looking shocked in a way he wished every woman he'd fucked had had. With his hands still firmly on her rear he simply ground himself into her, his coarse hair rasping at her lips, her clitoris, every part of her most sacred of places. He collapsed onto her, pressing her nipples, peaked and almost sharp, into his chest, feeling every breath she took as she gasped for air under his onslaught. He felt powerful there, atop her frail form, his swarthy body making hers all the more pale, his bulk making her seem smaller, though she was as tall as he. Suddenly, without warning, she was atop him, though he did not know how, wordlessly rocking her hips back onto his shaft, enveloping him in her tight warmth, head reared back. He found his arms on her breasts, the stiff peaks pressing into his palms, and for a moment he was so disoriented that he nearly came without realizing. But he fought to control himself. He wanted to see her face when he brought her to orgasm, see that curious look of pain that every man wants to give a woman, feel her tighten on him, feel the waves ride over the whole length of his cock. Now she had her arms back behind her, her back arched, her breasts moving out of reach. She ground against his legs in a circular motion, and he could feel her buttocks pressing on his thighs. Her stomach was flat, her belly button so tempting that he had to stroke it, and she laughed, the motion felt by both his hands and his cock inside her. She moved slowly but somehow it was more sensation than he'd ever had from a woman riding him. Then he was behind her, she on her hands and knees, and again his disorientation nearly took him over the edge. Had her passage not been so tight and warm, he might have thought about these abrupt shifts, but his hips moved on their own, slamming his shaft into her with such force that she cried out again, a long, low, animal cry, and flipped her head back, her cascade of hair flowing from one side to the other. She shuddered as he drove again, and this shudder passed through her into him like lightning. He was still shaking when he found himself looking down at her again, her eyes holding his, her hands on his face. He realized he was covered in sweat, that he felt the seed welling up in his groin, his cock tightening. "Cum," she whispered. "Release. Pass through my portal. Pour your soul into my chamber." He didn't know what she was talking about but it didn't matter, he was cumming. Spurt after spurt of heat jetted from his core, splashing into her. And it didn't stop; it was as if his entire life-force was concentrated in the base of his spasming cock, straining to be released. His eyes widened and his body went limp, and he would have fallen if not for her hands supporting him with secret strength. And then he knew, as he looked into her eyes. But he couldn't stop. He kept cumming and cumming, surely filling her to the brim with his manhood, but still she asked more. He felt himself being drawn out, pulled into the warm darkness of her passage, draining into her with every pulse of his nearly empty body. She smiled, and it was a smile of victory. Then he was gone. She rolled over slowly, luxuriously, licking her lips as if she had just eaten the most delicious confection. Her pale back shone in the moonlight. Her hair fell to the bed like a waterfall. In the darkness beneath, her eyes glinted with hunger.

After a night of blissful slumber, I awoke and made my way to the bathroom. My morning ablutions required a further shower to wash away the rough dry remains of two further nymphet shows my lustful mind and right hand had given me the previous night. That done, I went to the kitchen to prepare a breakfast my hungry body now needed. Apple juice, ham slices, two eggs easy over and a pan of butter mushrooms to top it off. The sun was about three hours into the cloudless sky by the time I had finished my breakfast, and cleaned up the kitchen. I headed down into the small basement workshop to gather up my beachcombers bag and took my binoculars for good measure; you just never know what you will see down on the beach. The air was crisp as I reached the bottom of the cliff path and headed to the tide line where the pickings of the early morning high tide would be found. Sometimes, beachcombing does pay its way, even without the art. I had managed a few good pairs of Nike training shoes and a lot of odd ones from some lost cargo at sea no doubt, all in excellent if somewhat soggy condition. Today however, I was not really on the look-out for flotsam, I wanted to do a bit of bird spotting, and the bird I had in mind was my nymphet whom I hoped would be making the most of her holiday on the beach. It was back to the arena of the previous night’s show I headed to first, listening hopefully as I approached, only to be a little disappointed by a silence free of jingling bells. Climbing the rocks, I walked around the rock to stand above the remains of the disturbed sand from the footsteps of the young lady not half a day ago. I squatted onto my haunches and looked at the secluded spot where she had disrobed and eroticised, when I noticed the unmistakable shape of a small bell in the sand. Stepping onto the sand, I reached down and gathered up the small, silvered bell and closed my fingers around it and smiled. The sound came to my ears as clearly as the night before as I closed my eyes and felt the cold hardness of the small bell in my palm. When I opened my eyes the sound was still there, a jingling of more than just the one bell in my hand. Snapping out of my fantasy, I stepped back onto the rocks and sidled up to the crest of the small amphitheatre beach and glanced over the top towards the sound. ‘Yesssssssss…’ There, about thirty yards away, clambering over the rocky foreshore in my direction was the young girl, bag over her shoulder. I ducked down, hopefully unseen, and retreated to the other side of the beach and clambered around the rocky spur, then tracked back towards the base of the cliff and began to climb the twenty feet high bluff. As I crested the top of the cliff, the jingling of the bells stopped, and I heard the sound of joyous singing from my nymphet, drifting to my ears on the mid morning air. Scrabbling as quietly as possible to the cliff edge, I soon found my perfect viewpoint, sheltered by cliff top scrub, yet clear enough to lie down and move silently on a clear grassy area. Below me, and totally unaware of my presence, the young girl was seemingly preparing for a day by the sea; unpacking and unfurling a somewhat larger towel than she had the previous night, followed by a flask, some plastic food containers and sun cream. Reaching down in front of her, I could see she was obviously undoing her top, though her back was to me. I could almost picture the blouse opening slowly to reveal her delicate bosom as she peeled it smoothly down her shoulders and removed it completely. Turning, she placed the blouse into the bag and stood upright. Facing me now, I was able to clearly see what I had just imagined, her firm young breasts proudly jutting out from her slim body, tipped by small dark nipples. Beauty has many definitions, but before me was positively a defining vision. Her hands then dropped to the hem of her short, and unbuttoned the fastener, followed by the quick release of the zipper. Loosely, she shrugged the shorts from her small hips and let gravity remove them for her, and what sensuous entertainment gravity can provide, slowly tugging the shorts down her smooth tanned thighs and over her knees to freefall around her ankles. Lifting her feet one by one, she stepped from the shorts and stooped to pick them up, folding them neatly into beach bag with her blouse. As previously, she was not wearing any panties, and her peach fuzz labial split was plain to see. Tidy in its innocence, her young body was again exciting my mature body to determined hardness as I lay there watching her prepare for sunbathing. The cream followed, multiple squirts of which she smoothed on slowly to her naked body, spreading it evenly everywhere but the very centre of her upper back. From the ankles and the top of her feet, along her legs to her smooth young thigh she massaged the cream in, raising one leg slightly to introduce a cream filled hand between her inner thighs providing total coverage of a potentially burning sun. Reaching behind her, she took further handfuls of cream and applied it to her buttocks, rubbing it well into the anal cleavage and upwards to the small of her back. Finally, she returned her attention to the upper front torso, whereon sat those beautiful pert breasts, which she seemed to revel in covering with the cream. As I watched, I became aware that her head was now thrown backwards, her face to the sun, almost looking above me were it not for the fact her eyes were closed. Her fingers were most definitely rubbing the cream well into her breasts and seemed to be concentrating on her nipples a wee bit more than just applying sun cream required. Still facing towards my direction, she crossed her ankles and slowly lowered herself into a sitting position on her towel, her knees forced apart as she descended. With her eyes still closed, my little nymphet continued to sensuously massage her breasts. I quickly reached into my bag and removed my rubberised binoculars, knowing the sun was behind me and there was little chance of any stray reflection from the lens alerting her to my hidden presence. Carefully looking through the lenses, I quickly acquired my target and focused in on her hands. Rubbing continuously at her breasts had the effect of pumping up her dark nipples to erection, which in turn had a similar effect in my now tight shorts. Moving my view momentarily upwards to be sure I was still unobserved, I then lowered my point of interest lower than her beautiful breasts and continued across her smooth flat belly to the beginnings of her peach fuzz pubes, Dark, and sparse, but most definitely there, her young body was turning into that of a fully fledged woman, not just the budding of breasts but the start of a hirsute future was in view. There, just beneath the beginnings of womanhood was the start of her labial cleft, gently opened by her chosen sitting method. A thin tidy opening, a vertical slit topped by a small but significant bulge of skin folded neatly over her clitoris, beneath which, was the light pink veneer of her inner labia. I reached down my left hand and freed my hard cock from my shorts, shuffling them down my thighs whilst still focusing in on the feminine beauty before me. A hand suddenly dropped into view, and the fingers slid across the top of her clitoris and into the cleft. “Oh my great giddy aunt” I muttered to myself hoarsely, rubbing my stiff cock slowly, as I watched this new show below me. The middle finger of this hand, now my sole point of concentration, was slowly and sensuously sliding back and forth along the furrow of the young pussy, the light pink veneer darkening visibly as blood flowed into the labia and stayed there. There, also, as I watched, were the unmistakable beginnings of something becoming wet. The finger seemed to plough deeper with each passage downward and seemed also to travel further downward with each slow stroke of its movement. As I watched in rapture, the digit suddenly disappeared as if suddenly chopped off at the second knuckle. It didn’t take a genius in female anatomy to figure out that the finger was firmly ensconced in that beautiful innocent vagina that was sat revealed before me. The outer fingers squeezed the lips together bounding the buried digit with soft damp flesh. As if trying to escape, I could see the knuckle tugging back and forth between the fleshy lips that were the labia of my little nymphet. Her finger was dipping for apples into a tub that was sure to deliver more than just one in return for the effort. I quickly moved my point of view to her face, still unsure of her awareness to my observation; but her eyes were still firmly closed, her mouth now open and her tongue rapidly flickering in and out of her parted lips. Her throat was also shaking in response to the moaning sound that I could only very faintly make out from my viewpoint. Her breasts were still being attended to by her remaining hand; the cream no longer a reason for the attention they were now receiving. My cock meanwhile was also being attended to by my free hand, and cream was foremost in my mind, the sex cream I wanted to place right there in that furrow beside her hidden digit, or right there on the flickering tongue. Either way, I was about to produce a handful of something that would in all probability provide no UV protection whatsoever. I squeezed the hard shaft slowly, milking it, feeling the pressure of my rapidly approaching orgasm building between my fingers. Looking back to my nymphet, and focusing back to her buried finger I suddenly became aware of a whimpering squealing noise from below. As I watched closely, I suddenly saw a flush of liquid squirt out from between her fingers as she came to orgasm and squealed in delight. Her body shook with the force of her orgasm and still she continued to slide the tip of her finger in and out of her small vagina, milking it all the more of the clear fluid copiously running across her buttocks down to her arse and wetting the towel. Then she was done her head suddenly bowed forward, followed by her body as she tumbled across my field of view onto the towel. That was like pulling a trigger in my nuts, and off they went. Bang and my hand was suddenly full of sticky semen, the cream I now knew I was determined to get into my nymphet some time during this holiday of hers. I lowered the binoculars and took out some wet wipes to clean myself off with and glanced up to see my beauty straightening up and then lying down on her back facing the sun, her legs slightly apart, her wet pussy facing me… “Oh Bliss…” I started to work on a plan.

hi all... my name is lin for short... .... i was 17 at that point of time.... at 17, i was 32b fair...1.60m 46kg.... long hair...i do wear specs... but now for glamour i switched to lens... it was still fresh to me... wednesday afternoon....i was suppose to have a cheer practise but my teacher decided to cancel it...as the exams was ard the corner... so i went for lunch with my groups of frens.... soon enough i was on my way home... it rained.... i felt something was stopping me from going home... but i insisted... i ran thru the rain... ohh boy...i was drenched... i took the bus ride home... i had eyes of perverting men scannin my top as my bra started to appear thru my blouse... i got turn on... but i could nt do anything there in the bus...except just let them explore from far.... my stop came...i got to manage my out from the bus...along the way i brush my topagainst those young man.... i hurried home... the adventure soon started...as i reach home... i lock the door behind me...the rain was still pouring heavily...but i heard sumthing which started to arouse/turn me on....there was moaning.... i hope it was coming from tv or even from the next door neighbours... yet i was praying that my mom n dad was doing it... sound crazy....but i peep on them b4... looking at mom reaching for the ceiling as she rides her stallion... i approached the door... it wasnt close.... arrrrghhhh....it wasnt MOM... it was someone else..... suddenly i started blubbering...."DAD...." it was still soft yet...it could b heard by her... "ohhhh...its your linzy....." she said... i begining to make out who she was... AUNT Nur... i soon found myself in my room....disgusted by dad.... "wat was he thinking..." he shouldnt have been fucking sumone else apart from mom..thats is wrong....why was nur doing 69 on dad....????where is mom.... all the question bombarded me... then... it hit me... the size of dad manhood.... in nur mouth....hmmmmm i was wet... cuz of rain mayb... i removed my panty.... dad size in nur mouth....mmmm...i started playing myself... ohhh wait....sumone at the door.... aunt nur enter...a few secs late from witnessing my own pleasure.... she sat beside me... "hi....lin....we have never had thought that u might b back early...." softly saying this with the look of innocent / shame.... she was only 21..... at 21, she very fair....tall with model like features....she was wearing my dad top..... for me she got nice boobs..... 36b i look at her.......no wonder even dad cant resist her... i asked..." why" '" i couldnt help it...." she told me abt her story. never knew dad was such a pervert.....but thats not the point!!! im getting wet.... n i think she knows abt my wetness as she sat closer... laying her hand on my thigh....moving it up n down...causin my upper thigh to b more expose.... Why am i not stopping it!!!! yet i welcome her touch... i open my legs.... "you not wearin anything, arent u...."? i just nodded.. "do u know dad peep at u also..." she blurted....then it caught me by surprise.... she slid a finger into my cunt! she was fingering me!!!! WOW it was great... it made me immediately cum...as never i had before the same sex finger me... then she stop suddenly.... Y....pls continue i beg!! No i wont.... she rose....and took my hand with her.... my thoughts started to run wild....as she move towards the door....to the living rm... there, was dad, sitting on the sofa...lookin worried.....but his face started to changed....as i noticed him surveying his young daugtther.... i was made to sit down in between them... as soon my ass touched the cold sofa....nur gave a very long kiss....which i reply....it wass a thrilling sensation....i felt dirty....yet innocent! nur smooth hands could be felt ard my thigh area as she heads for the cunt....continuin what she left just now...i never kiss a gal b4.... i felt heaven....as it came true.... i felt a bigger size palm....squeezin / cupping my breast.... grabbing a handful.... i let out a moan... slowly..i felt my button being remove...fingers moving in and out my cunt....my tougue being suck by a gal....my bra was expose.... for a short while.... dad started to finger me....hmmmm nur move back....removing her clothe..i got her hint..... i removed my blouse n bra....as my dad looks..... dad suck my breast....licking...pinching....i saw nur move ard....she was on her knees.... took my hands....and moving it up and down.... wat nur said was true.... its huge ....soon i was doing a handjob on my own....dad started to breath heavily.. the room started to move.... not really .... dad was holding my head and was guidin it towards the tip the of his manhood... i couldnt wait.. dream come true!!!! i was sucking....licking...kissin it.....as dad push my head up n down...untill.....he came.... nur kiss me...we were swapping cum....i was on top of nur..... argggghhhhhh.....a sharp pain.....followed by immense heavenly tortured.....as dad inserts everything inside me... "Wahhh!!!" thats nice

Ann had just turned 12 a week ago and her step mother (Debbie) had bought her a couple new outfits. She got a black bra and panties. The bra, 32-c was designed to just cup the lower side of her tits which she questioned why that type bra. Debbie said it was to be worn with her new strapless dress. The dress was also black and barely covered her young ass, and bending over at all would expose her privates to anyone who happened to be behind her. She had also asked if she got new panties and Debbie told her that she didn't need to worry about new panties right now. She didn't like the outfit except the high heel shoes which she thought made her taller then her 4' 10" height. Ann was developing into a very beautiful young lady and her curves were just forming, but anyone could tell she would be hot. She already had the face of a model and her body would soon cath up with her face. Her father had missed her birthday again being out of the country on something to do with his work and she knew he wouldn't be home for another month, if then. He did call to wish her a happy birthday but as soon as he had told her that asked for Debbie so Ann barely knew he had called. She hated his job because he was always gone for months at a time. She knew as a diplomat it was what he did but not having him around meant Debbie was in charge and she treated her like she was her little slave. If Debbie wanted a drink Ann had to fix it. If the house needed cleaning Ann did it. The only thing Debbie did was invite her friends over and party while dad was gone. Ann knew Debbie had several men who would come over and many times spend the night. Ann knew about sex not only from sex education classes but had heard Debbie and the men late at night when they had sex. Many nights she had been awakened by Debbie screaming " Oh yes fuck me harder!" or "God yes give me your cock. Fuck me." She had even peeked into her father's bedroom and watched Debbie getting fucked by one guy or another on several occasions. Each time she had returned to her bedroom with a funny feeling between her legs from watching the fuck session. She tried to think of anything other then sex but found her mind kept coming back to it. She had been playing with herself for over a year and knew how good it felt to slide her own fingers in and out of her young pussy. She also knew her real mother (Lynn) had told her many times how it was wrong to do it, since she had caught her fingering herself when she spent the weekend last summer. She was brought back to the present when Debbie yelled for her to come down and show off the new outfit. Ann tried to pull down on the dress but it wasn't going any lower. She had put the outfit on as she had been told except she had put on a pair of white panties even though Debbie had told her not to worry about panties with the outfit. As she walked into the living room she felt ashamed that so much of her was exposed. The dress barely covered her titties and came just a couple inches below her ass. She had her hands attempting to cover her private area in front until Debbie ordered her to remove her mands so she could see what she looked like in the outfit. As soon as she moved her hands Debbie told her to turn around slowly so she could view the back. As Ann turned around Debbie reached over and pulled the back of the dress up. " What the fuck is this? I said no panties didn't I you little bitch." Debbie screamed at Ann. Then she ripped the panties from Ann's young ass, swung her around and slapped her hard across the face. "Next time I tell you anything you better do what the fuck I say!" Debbie then grabbed Ann's long blonde hair and pulled her to the sofa where she threw her on it, and jumped on top of her. She punched Ann hard in the stomach and kneed her between her legs causing a pain that almost made Ann pass out as the pain shot throught her virgin pussy and spread throughout her whole body. Debbie continued to scream and cuss Ann. "You little stupid fucking cunt! When I speak you listen bitch! If I tell you toshit you better ask how much you little fucking slut! Fuck with me again and I will kill your fucking ass! Do you understand me bitch?" Debbie then drove her knee into Ann's virgin cunt again and this time Ann passed out from the pain. Ann had no idea how long she was out but when she came too she was lying on her own bed. She laid still for a minute then tried to raise up. " Don't move bitch" Debbie ordered."We are going to have a little talk about who is the boss! Or I am going to talk and if you have any brains you will keep your mouth shut and listen. What I did to you downstairs is nothing compared to what I can and will do to you if you dare resist me. Do I make myself clear cunt?" Ann had been cussed by Debbie before but she had never touched her until today and that was something Ann didn't want to happen again. She tried to think of something to say, but all she could do was nod her head yes. Debbie had been planning this day for months. The plan had started when Ann dared try to tell her father that his beloved wife was fucking her brains out every time he wasn't home and with anyone with a stiff dick. Of course she had convience her husband that his darling little girl was just trying to get back at her because she wouldn't allow Ann to go with her friends on an overnight trip. This little cunt was going to find out first hand why when her old man wasn't around Ann still needed her pussy taken care of and be damned if she was going to be satisfied with just using her vibrator. She loved real cock and she got it where and when she could. Yes soon daddy's poor little virgin would be transformed into a cum hungry slut that couldn't wait for just one cock to fill her pussy. Months of careful planning and tonight all of her plan would happen. Ann's father (John) was due home around 6 this evening and Debbie wanted to make sure Ann and everything else would be ready for the home coming. She had put up with this little bitch and a husband who came home about once every two months for a few days then be off again for another couple months. The dumb bastard expected Debbie to do without and just wait for him. Fuck he did have a 10 inch cock and it was very thick and the fucking asshole knew how to use his tongue as well as his cock. Debbie thought to herself, "If John would change his job position so he could be home everyday to satisfy his wife, none of this would be needed or about to happen. But John wasn't about to change jobs so she had come up with a plan to force him to change." Just then Ann twisted on the bed which immediately caught Debbie's attention and broke her train of thoughts. Debbie looked at Ann and informed her in no uncertain terms that she would hurt Ann seriously if the little cunt tried to do or say anything except what she was told to do. " Your stupid fucking father will be here around 6 and you will wear your new outfit to dinner and you better leave the fucking panties off!" Debbie said and by the look on her face Ann knew it was a demand that she better follow. Debbie continued, " When he gets home I will tell him you are getting ready for dinner and not to bother you because you want to surprise him with your new clothes. You are not to come down until I call you the second time. When I call you the first time you will answer that you are drying your hair and need a few minutes." Ann started to speak and Debbie drew her hand back causing Ann to stop cold in her tracks. Debbie continued, "Ann shut the fuck up and listen or I will make you regret it. Bitch remember your old man will only be here a couple days and then you will have to deal with me, and you know what I can do to you then. Where was I? Oh yea. When I call you the second time you will say just one minute while you finish dressing. Wait a minute then yell Get ready and come down the stairs. Wait for your father to come to you and do not run to him. UNDERSTAND?" Debbie yelled. Ann nodded her head, and Debbbie took up were she had left off. "When he gets to you hug him and give him a kiss. Then ask him what he thinks of your new outfit and spin around. No matter what he says or does you will tell him I disaproved but you knew he would love it." Debbie gave Ann a look that could kill. "Fuck this up and I will hurt you far more then your little fucking brain can conceive. You better do it just as I said or not even dear daddy will be able to save you." Debbie instructed Ann to get her bath and get dressed and ready even though it was just 4:30 and she had plenty of time. John arrived home at 5:45 and of course his first question was where was his darling daughter. Debbie knew this was always his first question and had her answer ready. " Oh she is getting dressed up in her new clothes. The ones she insisted on getting for her birthday. I tried telling her they were to short and exposed to much of her but you know how she gets so I just let her get them." While she was talking she was fixing John a special drink. " When she comes down just tell her how great she looks and don't raise hell at her ok? She said you would love what she picked out so don't disapoint her." Debbie handed John his drink and yelled for Ann telling her Dinner was ready and her dad was home. Ann replied right on cue, " I'm drying my hair and need a few minutes ok? " Debbie smiled to herself and said. " John are you ready for another drink while we wait for our little girl?" Without waiting for an answer she prepared another drink and made it even stronger then the first one. Debbie walked over with the drink and rubbed her husbands crotch area which contained a ragging hardon. " Well well I can see you are glad to be home but I'm afraid you will have to wat a little longer honey. Remember Ann has gone through a lot of fuss for you." John drank the second drink and Debbie fixed him a third one. He was feeling horny as hell and his cock was so hard it really was hurting. As Debbie walked by he grabbed her ass and gave her a squeeze. " John quit that." Debbie laughed and then said, "Besides I have a very special surprise for you tonight. You will never forget the surprise as long as you live honey. Ann are you ready yet?" Again right on cue Ann yelled back "Just a minute I am almost finished dressing." Debbie looked at John and could see the buldge in his slacks. So far so good, The drink was working just like it was suppose to. She walked back over and fixed yet another drink for John. When she handed it to John He asked " What the hell is in this, I can't remember ever being so damn horny. I'm not drunk and don't even feel high." Debbie cut him off. " John you have been away amost three months what do you expect? Look coming down the stairs." Ann walked down the stairs and knew that from where her dad was setting he could see her private area since she had followed Debbies instructions and had left her panties off. When she reached the bottom step her father slowly walked over to her and she gave him a huge hug and a kiss on his check. She then twirled around which caused the bottom of her dress to fan out exposing her ass and pussy to her father's eyes. The view wasn't wasted either, her father's eyes were glued to his young virgin daughter's ass and pussy. Ann asked him what he thought and he replied, "WOW you are sure growing up fast and becoming a very desirable young lady." Debbie said, "Ok lets go eat. I have a lot planned for this evening." She ushered them into the kitchen and got them seated. She poured both a drink of cola and fixed herself a sprite. As Ann drank the cola she started feeling very warm between her legs. Her mind started wandering and she thought about seeing Debbie fucking the many different guys and realized she was wondering what her first time would be like. John was also thinking about sex. He couldn't get the picture of his daughter's young exposed pussy and ass out of his mind. He kept wandering if she was still a virgin and what it would feel like to fuck a girl so young. As the scene was unfolding in front of her Debbie was planning the next stage of the evening events. As soon as they finished dinner she told John to go in the living room and relax while Ann helpped her clear the table and do the dishes. John left and Debbie turned to Ann. " I saw you looking at his cock, think you would like to see it? Ann couldn't think how she should answer but after a minute said yes she would, immediately turning red. Debbie laughed and said " Well you will see it tonight and a lot more. You will suck it and your old man will fuck you.!" Ann said "Huh what do you mean? He wouldn't do that. That wouldn't be right!" " Shut the fuck up you smart ass little cunt. Debbie shot back. Both of you will do as I say tonight and you will like it. I have given you both something that will make you do it. So bitch start thinking how good it will feel to have your dear daddy's cock pumping his cum deep inside you. " Ann had already had thoses thoughts before when she would finger herself. She knew if her dad would love her she would never want anyone else unlike Debbie. Just then Debbie shoved her toward the living room. John was setting on the couch and rubbing his cock through his slacks. As the ladies entered he stopped and tried to squirm atround to hide his hard cock. Debbie smiled and asked, " John isn't it kind of hard to massage your cock in your pants?" Then she walked over to him and said, " John take your cock out so we can see it. Your daughter wants to see your cock so pull it out." As if possesed John undid his belt and zipped his pants open then slid them down to his knees, along with his boxers. His cock stood straight up and Ann's eyes were fixed on it. Ann's lips suddenly became dry and she licked them to try and make them moist. Debbie looked at John's cock then at Ann, then back to John. "Ann come over here so you can touch it if you want to. You want her to touch it don't you John?" John shook his head yes and motioned Ann to come to him. He knew what was happening was wrong and he should stop it but not only couldn't he, but he didn't want to stop it. In fact he wanted to shove his cock in his daughter's mouth and in her pussy and yes even in her ass. Little did he know the drug his wife had slipped him was what was making him want to fuck his daughter, and it was also keeping him from using common sense and stopping it. Ann moved forward having much the same thoughts as her dad. She knew it was wrong but she knew that right now she wanted what she was heading for. Even before she got to her dad she was reaching out for his cock. Finding her desire she took hold of it and slowly stroked it up and down. John reached out and grabbed the back of Ann's head and pulled it toward his crotch. Ann didn't fight her father pulling her to his cock. The drug and natural urges working together made her want him in her. "Kiss his cock" Debbie demanded. Ann lowered her head and kissed the head of it. She was acting on instinct and so did her father. As his daughter's head reached the head of his cock he wrapped his fingers in her hair and forced the head of his cock into her mouth. Ann took as much as she could until it hit the back of her throat. John wanted more of his cock in her mouth and pulled her down until she was gagging. It took a few minutes for Ann to control her gag reflex, but each time her father would thrust forward and pull her head down more of his cock entered her mouth. It wasn't long before she was deep throating her dad's cock, and loving the feeling. By now animal instinct took over and Ann and John forgot all about being father and daughter. He pumped his cock into her and as he reached his first climax he pulled his daughter tight to his crotch. Debbie was also loving what was happening it was fitting perfectly into her plan. John screamed at his daughter " Oh God baby I'm cummingggg! Take it baby " He unloaded his cum into her mouth and Ann did her best to swallow each spurt but due to the force of his orgasm much of his load ran down the sides of her mouth. As John emptied the last of his load he fell back and released his grip on his daughter's head. Ann started to pull back but Debbie had other plans for the pair. Debbie yelled " Don't quit dear. You need to suck and lick him clean". When Ann didn't move fast enough for Debbie she screamed, " Suck him bitch and make him hard again or you know what will happen!" Ann licked and sucked and after a few minutes her father's cock grew hard once again. As soon as Debbie saw her husband's hard cock she said in a calm voice, " Ok John it's time to fuck her. You both want it so give it to her." John didn't need any more encouragement he went to work on getting Ann's clothes off her and then tore his shirt off and removed his shoes, socks, pants, and Boxers. He shoved Ann back onto the carpet and turned so he had access to her pussy while he pumped his cock back into her mouth. The heat between them was unbelievable. John had started eating his daughter's virgin cunt while she sucked his cock. Caught up in the passion of the moment, Both had now forgot totaly about Debbie even being in the room. This also fit right into her plans. She had the cam corder and was filming the entire scene to use later. After several minutes of devouring his daughter's virgin love channel she reached her first climax and her whole body shook. Moments later John pulled his cock out of her mouth and spun around so his cock was aimed directly at the entrance to his virgin daughter's pussy. John was possesed with getting his cock deep in his daughter and had no plans of being gentle about it.. He twisted Ann's Hair around his fingers and held her in place with his weight. He moved the head of his cock to her pussy lips with his free hand. In one swift movement he thrust into her causing her to scream from the sudden pain of being violated for the first time. John didn't stop until he had all 10 inches in his daughter cunt. He waited a minute, not to allow her pussy to adjust but to take a deep breath. Then he started fucking his daughter in earnest. He didn't care if it was hurting her or about it being wrong to fuck his daughter. His only thoughts where enjoying this tight pussy and filling her with his cum. He wanted his own satisfaction and to that end nothing else mattered. Ann was having her own feelings about her first time. It had hurt like a motherfucker when her father shoved into her so hard but her body was also excepting the sensation of being stimulated by a hard cock pumping in and out of it. The pain had ended and the feeling now was pleasure. More then anything she wanted her father's cock to fill her inner being as much as possible. All thoughts for her too was centered on one thing her own gratification. The cock pumping in and out didn't matter who it belonged to at the moment. She had it in her and that made it her's for the time being and she was enjoying each thrust and withdrawal of the massive cock filling her pussy. It was as if they had become one, with one goal, their sexual satisfaction. John was pumping her fast and hard and Ann started yelling as she reached her peak. " Oh God Yes! Yes fuck me faster! Oh God I'm cummingggggg! Her screams pushed John over the top and he too strarted yelling. " Oh fuck! Goddamn it! I can't hold it any longer! Fuck I'm cummingggg!" John emptied his fertile seed deep in his daughter's cunt at the same time she climaxed. They continued to fuck for another couple minutes until both were completely spent. John colasped and rolled off his child. They lay side by side for about fifteen minutes as they came down from their climaxes. Ann was the first to stir as she wiped her pussy of the cum that had ran out and licked it off her fingers. John seeing his daughter willingly eating his cum made him hard again and now he knew what he was going to do. He rolled back over and layed on top of his daughter. He licked her tits and sucked on them a few times. Ann wanted her father inside her again as much as he wanted to be in her. She spread her legs as far as she could and John slid forward until his cock was at the entrance to his daughter's recently virgin pussy. Some powerful feeling caused him to stop. He knew this shouldn't be happening and he had to take control and get off his daughter. Ann was humping against his cock trying to get it inside her. But John was slowly trying to move back from his daughter. His mind was really fucked up. he wanted so much to drive his cock into her and then he knew he just couldn't do it to his daughter. His mind went back and forth, fuck her-get off her-fuck her- get off her. Debbie seeing what was going on yelled at John, " Go on John give it to her. Can't you see you both want it. Ann tell your daddy you want his cock in you now!" Ann didn't hesitate, " Yes daddy I do want you in me again. I want you to take me. I want you Dad." That did John in, he could no longer fight the drug, Debbie, and Ann all urging him to fuck his daughter. John positioned himself to enter his daughter and then raised her legs to open her so he could enter her a little easier. He leaned forward, bracing himself with his arms while also holding Ann's legs up and apart. He lunged forward and forced the head inside his daughter's ass. He only got about two inches in with the first thrust but quickly forced another two inches into her. He pulled back a little and the plundged forward with a quick thrust streaching Ann's anal ring and hitting the back of her bowel. He was all the way in and Ann had tears running down her face. He slowly withdrew until just the head of his cock was inside his daughter. Ann begged him, " NO daddy don't pull out. I'm ok. It just hurt for a minute but I'm ok now." Debbie chimed in, " John she is asking you to fuck her so what are you waiting for? " John shoved back in and then slowly got a good pace going. He kept pumping his cock in and out of his daughter and she seem to be enjoying it. Ann started moving with her dad trying to get more of him in her. Her movement spured John on and he picked up the pace and started fucking his daughter in earnest. He was sweating driving his cock into his daughter with the passion of a unleashed animal. Right now the only thing that mattered was busting a nut inside this young ass and he was driving it in her harder with each stroke. John could feel his nut sack tighten as he reached his peak. Ann was doing her best to match her dad's thrust and each time could feel him hitting the back of her now open anal canal. Debbie yelled at John again with insructions. "If you are going to cum put your cock back in her pussy and fill her good." John pulled his cock out of ann's ass and plundged deep into her pussy. After just a few deep thrust John gave one final thrust and burried his cock as deep as possible in his daughter. He held her ass tight against his crotch and filled her with his cum. He came and came and it felt like he was going to keep cumming forever. Spurt after spurt erupted into his daughter's pussy until at last his climax began to end. Now his cock was just ozooing into her and his dick was starting to shrink. When he had emptied his load in his daughter's deflowered pussy he colasped on top of her, allowing his cock to slowly slip out of her as it shrank back to it's limp size. He then rolled off his daughter and for the first time kissed her as his lover instead of his daughter. Ann kissed him back and took his cock in her hand and lay her head on his shoulder. Debbie applauded the preformance, turned off the camera, and then told Ann she needed to lick her daddy clean. If you enjoyed chapter one let me know and I will post the next chapter.

APRIL'S FRIENDLY FAMILY, PART 4 The next morning I waited until Daddy had gone to work before I got out of bed, wearing only my panties and t-shirt. I went downstairs and found my mother in the kitchen, cleaning up the breakfast dishes and preparing my breakfast. "How do you want your eggs, Darling?" Mom asked as I sat down at the table and took a sip of my orange juice. Remembering the sight of my daddy's cock slithering in and out of Mommy's cunt, I said I wanted my eggs over easy and still runny. As my mother stood at the stove cooking my eggs I could see that she had no underwear under the nightie she was wearing. I could see the crack of her ass, and when she turned toward me to serve the eggs, her pussy bush was visible, as were the protruding nipples of her breasts. My pussy began to tingle, and I involuntarily reached between my legs to give it a quick stroke. When Mom bent over to dish up the eggs I could see right down the top of her nightie to her nipples and even down to her bush. As I squirmed in my seat she became aware of my nervousness, bent down, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I turned toward her just as she did, and her kiss landed on my mouth. My mother's kiss was so soft and sweet that I was suddenly enveloped in a whole new sense of love along with the sexy feelings I was having. As I ate my eggs, runny as they were, Mom sat down and drank her coffee. She told me she had been talking to my Aunt Betty, and had heard about some of my shenanigans during my visit with her and my cousins. I blushed to realize that my mother was aware of my sexual experience, but when she reached under the table and placed a hand on my thigh, I knew everything was going to be all right. Mom shyly asked me whether I might like to have a little fun with he, such as I had enjoyed with my aunt and cousins, and I nodded my head yes, squeezing her hand between my thighs as her fingers reached the crotch of my panties. She gave me another kiss as she stood up, this time letting her tongue press into my mouth, and guiding me out of my chair to stand and give her a big hug. Her hands caressed my body as we hugged, and I felt her lovely breasts pressing against my girlish ones. I boldly let my arms drop so I was clutching at her ass cheeks. She then guided me upstairs to her bedroom and gently lifted my t-shirt over my head and worked my panties down over my little ass cheeks and thighs until they puddled at my feet. She sat on the bed and drew me toward her, letting me stand between her outstretched thighs while she hugged me to her once again, this time letting her fingers trace down my ass crack and under to my cunny, which was wet with my excitement at being in such a position with my loving mother. Mom tenderly pulled me down onto the bed, and as I lay there admiring her beautiful, womanly body, she lifted the nightie over her head, and I could see her in all her feminine glory. Her breasts were firm, with aureoles that were about the size of quarters and nipples that stood out much like the baby bottle nipples I remembered from my infancy. Her pubic hair was curly and of an auburn color like the hair on her head, and though it was fairly thick, I was able to discern the slit of her vulva under the hairy pussy. Mom knelt down on the bed and spread my legs open to reveal my little cunny to her motherly gaze. She told be how beautiful I was as her hands caressed my legs and thighs, working slowly up to the point of stroking my pee slit with a delicate finger, then spreading my lips open and running her finger through the juice that had gathered there. Then she bent down and put her face between my legs, and I had the exquisite pleasure of feeling my mother's tongue working along the slit and into my vulva, licking from the top of the slit all the way down and into my anus. I wriggled and squirmed as she held my ass cheeks in her hands and made oral love to my undeveloped bottom, sending me into a spasm of pleasure. When she finally looked up at me, her smiling face was covered with my girl juice, and I was pleased to get a taste of it when she climbed up over me and kissed me again, her tongue now wedging into my mouth and letting me taste my own love juice. Then she knelt over me and let me suck on her nipples while she played with my pussy, reaching back between her own legs. Next, she rolled off of me and lay next to me, pulling me on top of her. I lay on her, hardly covering her voluptuous body with my child's body, but she held me tight, with her hands on my buttocks, and pressed me to her in a motherly hug and a lover's kiss. Then she pushed me down so that my face was between her legs, and I knew what she wanted. I ran my fingers up her inner thighs, following with kisses until I reached the apex of her sex. Her pussy lips were large, and opened to my gaze much like an exotic flower. I spread the outer lips and discovered another set of thicker lips inside, which opened to a deep, juicy hole, into which I first plunged my little fingers and then let my tongue explore. When I had my mouth well onto my mother's cunt with my tongue rolling around in and out among the lips of her vulva, I discovered at the top of her slit a little nub that stuck out from a hood like a miniature penis. This I licked at with my tongue until Mom started convulsing and writhing in what I knew must be her orgasm, since she made the same sounds I heard when Daddy was fucking her the night before. After she lay gasping for a few minutes she drew me up to lie at her side, her arm around me, pressing me to her breast, which I eagerly resumed licking and sucking as she spoke to me. She asked me whether I had had any sexual experience with a man or boy, and I admitted that the only ones I had played with were my aunt and my cousins. She asked whether I was interested in learning about sex with a man, and I guiltily admitted to watching her and Daddy fuck. I admitted that I was fascinated by the sight of his hard cock slithering in and out of her motherly cunt. She told me that it would be okay if I wanted to play sexual games with Daddy, but said it would be more fun if I let Daddy think he was seducing me. She told me that the next time she went out and left me with my father, I should see how he might react if I flaunted my girlish body and let him know I was interested in knowing him sexually. But that's another story. . .still to cum (er, come!) Love, April

This is the next story after Mikes Sleepover. The phone rang. “Hello.” “Hi mike this is mom.” “Oh hey mom what’s up?” “I need a big favor form you. You sisters friend Kristin is falling way behind in her math class. Since you are so good at math I was hoping you could help her.” Not wanting to sound too eager. “You can’t find any one but me? What about Mrs. Cross the lady that helped missy” “She moved a few weeks ago and she was the only math tutor in town. The reason I thought of you was so you could make some extra money on the side when you come home on weekends.” “So why is it a favor?” “When talking to Kristin’s mother I may have offered your services for free.” “That is so generous of you.” “Don’t be a smart ass. Can you do it?” “I guess when do they want me.” “You need to call them to set it up.” “Ok mom thanks.” Mike hung up the phone and then called Kristin’s number. “Hello.” Came a very sexy sounding voice. “Hi this is mike I heard that Kristin need some help in math.” “Great honey, when do you think you could come by?” “Saturday night would be fine.” “All work and no play.” “I get plenty of play.” Mike responded forgetting who he was talking to. “I bet you do from what Kristin told me. Well see you Saturday night then.” Mike hung up the phone not sure what to make of the conversation. Mike got all his math books and his calculators together and headed to Kristin’s house. When he arrived he walked up and rang the door bell. A stunning woman answered the door. It must have been Kristin’s mother because it was just an older version of Kristin. She stood in front of Mike in one of the sexiest dresses he had ever seen. It was a tight black number with a slit down the side so much of her leg was exposed. The neck line was so low it was down to her belly button. Mike just stood in amazement. “Close you mouth honey.” Not even talking his eyes off her body he responded. “I was not staring.” “Its ok honey, I like that I can still stop them cold at thirty.” She headed out the door and brushed passed mike. “I will be home some time early in the morning so I guess I will not see you again.” “I hope not.” he responded “Aren’t you sweet honey. Kristin is at practice she should have been home any minute now so just make your-self at home.” She smiled and headed for her car. Mike headed to the kitchen table and set his things down. He headed for the living room and sat on the couch and turned on the T.V. a few minutes later he heard the back door open and then he saw another lovely sight. Kristin came in from Cheerleading practice still in her uniform. It was green and gold and seemed to be about a size to small because it barely covered he ass. “Long time no see baby.” “Mike!!!!” Kristin squealed, as she ran over to him and jumped into his arms straddling him. She planted a big kiss on him as he cupped her ass to support her. “I have been practicing a few things with Missy and Katie since our last time. I should be much better at it this time around.” “I thought you were pretty good the first time.” She blushed and kissed him again. And hopped down and grabbed the phone. “I will call Kristin and Missy over.” Mike reached out and hung up the phone. “No I want you all to my self. Plus I need to tutor you a little so you get better, and I can keep coming over here and it not look funny.” “I am fine in math.” “Then why are your grades going down.” “How else was I going to get you as a tutor?” “Damn you girls are devious.” “I going to go change and take a shower.” Kristin began to turn around but mike stopped her. “No I like you like this.” “But I am all sweaty and smelly.” Mike pulled her to him and breathed heavily. As he breathed in she could fell his cock growing. “Or maybe I can stay and get a little sweatier.” Mike was already hard at work sucking on her neck. She caressed his back as they slowly made their way to the back of the house. They backed into the bed and Kristin fell on to it. Mike began unbuttoning his shirt as Kristin unzipped the top of her cheerleading uniform to reveal her soft breasts. Mike smiled and leaned over and took the right one into his mouth. Sucking and biting at each one switching from right to left and back again. He moved his way down to her skirt; he lifted it up and pulled her golden panties down. He could smell the powerful aroma coming from her pussy, it was intoxicating. She began to run her hands through his hair. Mike spread her lips apart and stuck his tongue deep into her steaming pussy. He then started to slide his finger into her pussy, and her juices were flowing rapidly. He pulled his head back to rub her clit with his finger and he noticed her anus. He had never thought much about playing with anyone ass. But now for some reason he wanted to shove his finger into her ass. Not wanting to scare her he continued to his work on her pussy. He felt her start to shutter so he took hold of her clit and sucked until she climaxed in yells that probably woke the neighbors. Mike climbed on to the bed and laid next to her and pulled her into his arms. She began to kiss him as she undid his belt. She then unzipped his pants and slid them down so he could kick them off. She leaned over and free his raging hard on from his boxers and took the large head into her mouth. She encircled the head with her tongue and began to bob her head up and down. Mike was impressed with the skill at which she was sucking his dick. Mike being worked up from the previous events did not last to much longer and Kristin was ready. She felt his balls tighten and she tried to swallow as much of his prick as she could. “Yessssss!!!!!!!!!!” Mike erupted into Kristin’s mouth and she tried to sallow it all, falling a little short as some dripped down her chin. She continued to suck through Mike’s orgasm, and it felt so good to Mike that he nearly passed out. Kristin then straddled mike and leaned over to say. “Come on we are not even close to being done.” “Just give me a second Please.” “No time you are still hard and I need it bad.” Mike smiled with his eyes still closed and his head back. She took that as a yes and Moved mikes still hard dick to then entrance of her steaming pussy. She lowers her self onto his dick slowly until she felt comfortable on him. She then raised herself up and let herself fall. With a hard slap she felt his dick rush back into her. She loved the felling so she raised herself up and fell again. She let out a load moan and began to pick up the pace. She loved the felling and started to use some of her strength to make herself fall faster. Raising herself as far as she could and forcing her self down as fast and as deep as she could go. She reached down and used mikes chest as support as she continued to use mike as her personal fuck stick. This continued for about 10 minutes she was sweating profusely now her entire body glistened with the glow of her lust induced work out. Her hair that was once in a tight pony tail was now completely askew and flying wildly around like her. At that moment she threw her head back and mike had to grab her sides to help her keep her balance. “OH GOD YESSSSS!!!!! YOU ARE SO BIG BABY YESS!!!!!!!!!” With that her muscles tightened and a massive orgasm rocked he body. This was all it took for mike to hit his second. She shuttered for a few seconds before collapsing onto mikes chest completely out of breath. Time passed and their breathing returned to normal and they both drifted off to sleep Mike awoke to a Woman standing at the end of the bed with a stern look on her face and her arms crossed. Mike nudged Kristin to wake her up. Kristin in complete shock tried to cover her self up only to find nothing on the bed but her and Mike. “What in the fuck is going on?” “You see mom…” “Save it. You did not even change after practice. You just went right to fucking.” “Please mom…” “IF I had wanted you to talk I would have pulled your fucking string.” “Get out of my sight. Go get a shower and clean this perverts filth off of you.” Crying Kristin ran from the room. Mike not sure what to do just laid there. “Come with me you pervert.” “I think I will just go.” “No come with me now.” Kristin’s mother then grabbed mike by his dick and pulled roughly leading him to the living room. She then let go of his dick and shoved him to the floor. Being treated like this caught mike by such a surprise he could not resist. “You know what you did in there is rape right. She is underage.” “She was the one that came on to me.” ”I don’t care bitch you are suppose to be the grown-up.” “I tried but she was so cutie in her uniform.” “No reason. If you are not going to act like a grown-up then you must be a child.” She then leaned over making no effort to cover herself as the revealing dress she had worn did not do a good job of covering any thing. SLAP!!!! “What the fuck did you do that for.” “That is how we treat children.” SLAP!!!!! “Look I will not take this shit form you.” “Would you rather me call the police and tell them how you raped my daughter.” SLAP!!!! She stood up and mike could see that she was not wearing any panties. She turned her back to him and crossed her arms. “What to do with you. I really should call the police.” “Please Ms. Gray don’t do that I will do any thing.” She smiled but quickly shook that look for her angry one. “Anything!” She then lifted her foot to mikes now reddening face and pushed it to the floor. Mike stayed there wide eye at her next move she slid her toe into his mouth. “Now by ANYTHING you had better mean ANYTHING.” She then lowers herself down onto his chest he could feel her dripping wet pussy slid across his chest. She leaned over so she was bent in half she pulled her toe out and began to suck on it. She then slid her leg down to her other and kissed Mike deeply. “I can still taste her on your mouth. You must have had her really worked up. Let’s see how you handle a real woman.” She raised herself up and moved over to the recliner. “Now come to mommy.” Mike crawled to her on his hands and knees. She raised he legs up and put them on his shoulders. Mike moved close to her cunt and he could smell the tangy aroma coming from this woman’s dripping pussy. He dove in using his best tricks to try to push her as hard as he could. When he brought his hand up to assist she slapped him. “No hands a real man does not need his fingers.” He liked the challenge. He continued his work and he could tell that her breathing was becoming labored. “OH YES HONEY KEEP IT UP!!!!!!!” Mike furiously worked her steaming cunt. Her body began to shutter and she was close Mike put all he had into her. She began to scream. “OH FUCK YES HONEY!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT’S IT!!!! MORE!!!!!! EAT MY JUICY CUNT!!!!!!” These screams sounded through the house as one of the most powerful organisms she had ever felt rocked her body. She pulled him to her and kissed him tasting her own juices as she did. “That was great now I understand why I hear the girls talking about you so much.” “WHAT IS GOING ON MOTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Kristin’s jaw was on the floor and eyes wide as she stared at a sight before her. “Baby don’t be so dramatic.” “Mother what are you doing.” “Just having some fun.” “Then why did you get so mad at me.” “Like I said just having some fun. Run into the other room and get mikes clothes he is leaving. Same time next week Mike.” “Mother I don’t really need a tutor I just did it so I could get mike over here.” “I know dear why do you think I let you have him.” As Mike left it started to rain so he hurried home.

This story is fictional. The only similarity with my life is that when I was 13 I lost my cherry to a woman of 23. ………………………………………………………………………………………….. What am I doing here? Why has everything gone wrong? Remember these words. It all started when Jan, short for Janice, started at our school. She was allocated the desk next to mine in Mrs Briggs’ sixth grade class. I was rapt. My first impression was of a vision, a mass of long blond curls, an angelic face and long legs: I was smitten. I had just turned eleven, discovered girls and was hoping that soon the girls would discover me. What? Girls notice me? Time for a reality check. I was small for my age and looked more like an eight year old than eleven. I never knew my Dad; he was killed in the war in 1944. I had only seen photos of him. One picture showed him standing next to Mum. He looked to be about two inches taller than her five feet one inch. Obviously, I was never going to be a giant. You can’t beat your genes. At least I had inherited both of their looks. They were both blond, blue eyed and slim. At the end of school that day Jan and I followed the stampede out the school gate. Jan walked over to a man who was waiting for her. He said a few words to her and they both looked in my direction. I made my way onto the school bus and headed for home. The next day in the schoolyard before class Jan came up to me and started talking to me. She had just moved from another town about two hours drive away. It was the third time she had moved in the last five years. She asked if I wanted to go her house the next day, Saturday, just to hang out and have me tell her all about our neighbourhood. Around nine the next morning I knocked on her door, which was opened by the man I had seen with Jan at school. “Hi, I’m Jon, Jan’s Dad. You, must be Mark. She’s in her room, go on up,” he said. As I climbed the stairs I could hear music playing and followed the sound to Jan’s room. “Come in and close the door,” she called over her shoulder from desk. “Great room,” I exclaimed as I took in the feminine décor. The room was all pinks and whites, frilly curtains and matching bed linen. I closed the door as instructed. The room was quite bright with the morning sun streaming in the windows. Jan got up from her desk and sat on the side of the bed. “Come, sit beside me so we can talk,” she instructed. I did as she asked but I was feeling a little apprehensive about being there. In the dark ages of the fifties kids of the opposite sex weren’t supposed to be in closed rooms together – decorum and all that stuff. We were sat side by side on her bed when she took both of my hands in hers and held them in her lap. “Gee, thanks for coming today and for being such a help to me at school,” she said, “some of the other kids have been a bit standoffish and haven’t made me feel welcome.” “The girls are put out because you’re so pretty,” I said. That seemed to cheer her up and she gave my hands a squeeze then leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. “You’re so sweet, do you really think so?” She whispered in my ear. There must be some kind of nerve connection between my ear and my dick; the feel of her soft breath on my ear gave me that familiar warm feeling in my crotch and my dick started to swell a little. I didn’t know what to feel, this was outside my experience. I knew very little of sexual matters; Mum hadn’t had “that talk” with me yet. All I had to guide me was some schoolyard here-say. My ears felt hot, I knew I was blushing and could only manage a stammered, “yes.” “You haven’t done anything with a girl before, have you,” Jan asked. One good thing about being small like me is nobody expects you to be a macho man so I said, “no, but I have thought about it often enough.” “What do you do when you are thinking about it,” she asked. I didn’t know how to answer that one. If I said, ’I have a tug while I think about it’; she would probably call her Dad, who would boot me up the bum and throw me into the street. I was lost for words. I hung my head and felt my ears burning even more. “Hey, be cool,” she said in a soothing voice as she released her grip on my hands. Then, placing her right hand against my chest pushed me back onto the bed. I was lying on my back with my legs hanging over the edge of the bed as Jan rolled half on top of me with her right thigh between my own. I could feel my cock starting to swell more and tried to move away a little so she wouldn’t feel it pressing into the top of her thigh: I couldn’t move, she had me pinned. Her lips came down onto mine and she kissed me softly. “Relax, loosen up and open your lips a little,” Jan instructed before replacing her lips on mine. I became aware of her lips moving on mine and responded naturally; some responses must be imprinted in our genetic make up and not require any conscious thought. Another response was in my cock; it was now so hard I could have pole-vaulted off the bed. After a while Jan rolled off me and lay on her side with her right hand caressing the inside of my thigh. Her hand progressed up my thigh until her hand reached my swollen cock, which was sandwiched between my stomach and my Y-fronts. “Mmmmmm that feels good,” she said; giving it a few rubs and a squeeze. Can I see it?” Without waiting for a response from me she undid my belt and the zipper of my jeans. “Lift your butt, Mark,” she ordered. As I did as she asked, she pulled my jeans and underpants down my to just above my knees. My dick was standing proud away from my stomach now. Jan wrapped her hand around my cock and slowly pumped up and down on it. “I love the way a circumcised cock looks,” she said. “All neat and tidy and easy to look after.” I was in heaven; with this lovely girl giving me my first hand job. Well, the first one that wasn’t self-administered. I lay back with my eyes closed and tried to hold on for as long as I could. I didn’t know if this would ever happen again so I wanted to savour it for as long as possible. Jan must have had some experience at this because every time I was close to cumming she would slow down and keep me simmering. After about five minutes I felt a strange sensation around the head of my dick. Lifting my head and looking down I saw Jan had put the head of my dick in her mouth and was running her tongue around it. All of a sudden I couldn’t hold back; I was going to cum; I knew the feeling. I tried to pull away from her, I tried to warn her; but the warning only came out as strangled moan. I couldn’t help it, I was going to cum in her mouth. What would happen? Would she scream and shout? Would her Dad come and beat me up – call the cops – what??? ………. I was sure as hell going to find out because I could feel my cum spurting from my cock and into her mouth; spurt after spurt after spurt. I lay there in a daze and it took me a while to realise there was no screaming and shouting; no sirens. There was only the feeling of Jan’s soft hand caressing my cheek and her soft voice saying, “How did you enjoy that?” “I loved it; but what about you? What about …………… ?” I asked. “Don’t worry, I’ve done it lots of times and I love it too. It feels good to make someone else feel good” “Yes, but what about …err………um…….?” “Oh, Thaaaat! I swallowed it. It tasted so good.” Around this time I became aware we weren’t alone in the room. I looked up and her Dad was standing there; both his hands held up in front of his head, holding something. A GUN!!!! ……………. No, wait on. A camera: a Super 8 movie camera. He lowered the camera. Is that the start of a smile on his face? What the fuck is going on? I looked to his left and saw a girl of about fifteen dressed in a loose shift and obviously pregnant. “You have met my Dad,” said Jan, “say ‘Hello’ to my sister Sally. Sally, this is Mark.” Sally ignored me and looking at her father said, “ that was a waste of film, for sure.” “Nah! A snip here a snip there and we’ll work it into the plot somewhere.” He replied. “That’s your answer for everything. We’ll work it into the plot somewhere.” Taking Sally by the arm he said, “lets get out of here. I think Jan has some explaining to do.” He nodded to Jan and me as he propelled Sally out the door and down the stairs. “He’s right! What is going on? How come he didn’t call the cops or beat me up or, or , or something; and what’s with the camera? Was he collecting evidence?” “Calm down and listen. You are not in trouble. We’ll start with the camera, OK? Dad makes films; but not the kind of films you see in a regular cinema. Dad makes films about people having sex or more specifically adults having sex with children or children having sex with children. Do you get the picture?” Suddenly the picture became a little clearer. “I understand, but where do I fit in?” “Mostly the films Dad makes are a family affair. The actors are, me, Sally, Mum, Grandma and two of my male cousins. The problem is the cousins are now in their mid- teens and Dad needs a young male for his films. He thought you would be great because you look so young and you are small enough to pass for an eight year old.” “If your Dad wants an eight year old why doesn’t he use an eight year old,” I asked. “Silly, an eight year old can’t get an erection and he certainly can’t cum,” she explained. “Won’t the people watching the films know an eight year old can’t get an erection.” “Dad says the films are fantasy and not based on science and the audience don’t care one way or the other, anyway.” “Aren’t you worried people who know you will see the films,” I asked. “Our films are sold overseas to provide some safety to us. Now, I have to ask you; are you interested in being in our movies? If you are, you must never tell anyone about it or Mum and Dad could get into a heap of trouble.” “Who would I have to have sex with; that is, if I agree,” I asked. “Just the females I mentioned before and occasionally someone else. There are women out there who like to have sex with young boys so Dad organises it for them as long as he can film some of the action. You won’t have to do anything with males if you don’t want to.” Jan reached for my cock, which was still exposed and started to stroke it. “Can I help you to make up your mind.” She asked with an impish look. “You have made up my mind for me,” I replied. “Fix yourself up while I go and give Dad the good news,” she smiled as she went through the door. I had just straightened my clothes when Jon came in the room and sat down on the bed. “Glad to have you aboard, Mark,” he said, while shaking my hand. “Now to get down to work. As you know, movies are made up of a series of scenes and they aren’t necessarily shot in the order they appear in the film. For example the first scene shot may be the actual ending. In our film you may just have had an orgasm and can’t get it up again straight away: so, we go and do one of the backgrounder scenes for the plot development.” “OK, the movie we are doing today goes like this. It’s about family sex. You come home and find the only person at home is Jan, your sister in the movie. You start to make out and she gives you a blow job: that’s the bit of film we have shot so far. Later on when you need a break we’ll film you getting home; right, so far?” “I’m starting to see how it works,” I replied. “Good. The next bit we are going to do is my wife Anne, your Mum in the film, catches Jan giving you the blowjob and sends her downstairs. Anne then sees your cock is still hard and hanging out so she can’t resist and takes over where Jan left off. Anne has done it all many times before, so follow her lead. If she wants you to say something for the sound track; she’ll whisper it in your ear. OK, are you right to start. I was disappointed; I had been hoping to fuck Jan. Instead I was hooked up with Anne, who I hadn’t even met yet. Hiding my disappointment I said, “ I think I’m ready.” Jon brought in his photographic gear, set up the cameras and lights and reflectors. He brought Anne and Jan into the room. Anne was about thirty-five, Five feet five, blond and really quite attractive. I couldn’t see much of her figure because she was wearing a loose housecoat. Anne called me over to her and enquired, “Is it true what Jan tells me? You haven’t had any experience with a woman before today?” “I’m sorry, but it’s true. I hope I don’t make a mess of things.” “You won’t, Honey,” she said taking my hands in hers and giving them a reassuring squeeze. Then to Jon and Jan, ”You two, out of here for a while. My leading man and I need to practice our lines - in private.” When we were alone she said, ”you will probably need a guided tour of the female body so you can find your way around it for the camera. The first thing you will need to do is play with my tits; it’s probably been a while, yes?” Nodding, I said, “about ten years.” As I nodded, Anne untied the sash that had been holding the housecoat closed and I had my first look at a mature female body. She was in very good condition with firm B cup breasts and firm straight thighs. I was riveted at the sight of her pussy. It was cleanly shaven but for a small tuft of dark blond hair above her pubic bone. It was the first pussy I had ever seen. Nudie magazines of the day air- brushed out the pubes of the models. “Thank goodness she looks nice,” I thought; I wouldn’t have fancied a plumper. Anne lay back on the bed and motioned for me to get up beside her. She placed her hands on her breasts and told me to put my hands on top of hers. When my hands were in position she started to massage her breasts with a circular motion. After about a minute she stopped and said, ”now you try.” I went back to work with my hands where hers had been. “Gently roll my nipples between your thumb and forefinger.” “OW! Gently, I said.” “Sorry,” I replied. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.” By now her nipples were quite firm and standing up proudly. “Put my nipples in your mouth and roll your tongue around them. The camera can’t see what your tongue is doing but I like the way it feels.” I did as she instructed and after a little while she pulled my head more firmly to her breast. “Now the other one, Honey, you’re doing great.” A couple of minutes later she lifted my head from her breast and said, “back to business; pity we didn’t have more time.” She spread her thighs and parted her outer pussy lips, which were glistening with moisture. “Take a good look, take your time; then you can play some more.” I didn’t need any encouragement; quickly finding a vantage point between her thighs. Anne gave me some time to get familiar with her pussy the removed her fingers which were holding her outer pussy lips apart. “Run your fingers up and down my slit to see how it feels,” she instructed. I did as instructed and found her moist pussy lips parted slightly with the touch of my exploring fingers – oh, it felt so good and warm and slippery. A minute later Anne said in a voice which sounded a little huskier than before, “you saw where my pussy hole is; now ease your middle finger in there as far as it will go.” I eased my middle finger through her entrance and felt it being engulfed in her warm wetness. “Now move it in and out a bit.” I complied and half a minute later she said, “put another finger in and keep moving them in and out.” Another half minute, another finger: I kept them moving until she said, “OK, you pass; lets get something on film while I’ve got the energy.” Anne got off the bed and took up her position by the door. She called Jan and Jon to come in and make a start. Jon explained that we weren’t to use our real names on film – Jan would be Kate, Sally would be Kelly, Anne would be Sue, Jon would be Paul and I would be Eric. He turned on the lighting and got behind one of the cameras. Jan took her position on the bed in the position she had finished the blowjob she had given me before. My jeans and underpants were down at my knees again. “Are we OK to go,” asked Jon. We all nodded and he announced, “Action.” Anne banged the door open. “Kate, you slut; leave your brother alone and get out of here,” she hissed in a loud voice. Jan let my cock go and scrambled from the room. “What do you think you are doing, Eric, getting a blowjob from your sister? Anne came and flopped on the bed beside me and whispered my line to me. “I’m sorry Mummy; I was so horny when I got home and I thought you were out. I was playing with myself when Kate barged in and finished me off.” “You naughty boy. I hope you have something left for Mummy,” said Anne, standing and removing her housecoat before lying on the bed on her back. “Get those clothes off, now!” she directed. I kicked off my shoes, dumped my jeans and underpants and pulled my shirt over my head. “Come and make Mummy feel better; she’s had a hard day,” Anne invited. I lay on the bed snuggled beside her, my right hand cupping her left breast and my rock hard cock pressed against her right hip. Anne rolled me over so I was half lying on her and guided my mouth to her right nipple. “Just like before; massage my left breast and run your tongue around my right nipple,” she quietly coached. I could have stayed like that forever; it felt so good, so natural. After about a minute Anne whispered, “this feels so good, Honey: but we have to get on with the script. Move your right hand down and finger my pussy like before.” After I had worked three fingers into her pussy and was working them in and out rhythmically; she said, loud enough for the sound track, “that’s it Eric. Make Mummy’s pussy all nice and wet. Make it warm and wet for your pretty penis.” Then she whispered, “keep your fingers moving and suck my other nipple for a while.” I did as directed, feeling the lovely warm wetness of her pussy. Hang on! What had she said about making it ready for my dick? I was going to get to fuck her, and soon. My poor cock was aching. It had been rock hard for almost an hour – relief was in sight. Her pussy felt so unbelievable; what would it feel like accommodating my cock. I didn’t have to wait long to find out. Anne spread her thighs and lifted her knees. “Here we go, Honey. Get between my legs and let me guide your willie into my pussy. (At that time my cock was only four and a half inches: so I suppose she was entitled to refer to it as a willie). I got between her legs and felt her hand find my cock. Gently guiding me by my dick she drew me towards her pussy lips. I had done a good job with her pussy; it was dripping as I felt the head of my cock encounter its warm wet entrance. Anne rubbed the head up and down her sopping slit until the head entered her canal. She transferred her hands to my hips and with a rocking motion worked me fully into her warm, wonderful, velvety pussy. “That’s it, Baby; now fuck Mummy’s pussy and make her cum,” she said for the camera; then whispered to me, “lift your body up from mine so Jon can get footage of your willie going in and out of my pussy.” I lifted up and as Jon moved into position I looked down and watched as I started to pull back and thrust into her. The sight of my glistening cock disappearing combined with the feeling was a huge turn on. Anne must have sensed my excitement. “Fuck Mummy harder, Baby,” she said as she began to thrust her hips against mine. My breath was becoming laboured and Anne was letting out little grunts as we thrust at each other. All of a sudden Anne wrapped her legs tightly around the backs of my thighs; I could feel her pussy spasming around my prick, “Ohhhh I’m cumming, cummmmmiiiiiing, cummmmmmmiiiing,” she cried. Her body was rolling around with me firmly locked into her pussy and spraying her canal with shot after shot of my cum. I collapsed on top of Anne feeling like I had just run a race. We lay together until our breathing returned to something like normal. “Take a break,” said Jon. “Nice work Anne, but the faked orgasm was a bit over the top.” “Who says I faked it,” she retorted. “I found it exciting that I was getting his cherry; that put me over the top.” After the break Jon had Anne and me get back on the bed and engage in post coital caressing with ‘dialogue for the punters’; as Jon calls it. Anne had to say things to me like, “Mummy loves how you make her cum, Baby,” and “you make Mummy’s pussy feel so good.” My lines were like, “I love to fill your pussy with my cum, Mummy.” By this time, if the ‘punters’ hadn’t figured it was an incest movie – they never would. Talk about overkill. “OK, Mark, that’s it for today,” said Jon. “See you at nine in the morning.” ………………………………………………………………………………………….. To be continued – unless I get too many crappy comments.

It was in the beginning of ninties. I was nine years old, very cute and chubby for my age. i was liked by men and women alike but there was this particular man who like me the most, my neighbour's son. He was in his youth, full of energy and fun. He was a family friend who helped us with our groceries. He always brought candy for me and sometimes took me to the store, because of these, i was found of him very much. I got used to his habit and then the time came when he fucked me for TEN CENTS ( 10 rupess in my country). The note was big in the ninties and I went for it by giving him my little ass. Though I did not like it at that time but since the time passed and i was fucked by him again and again. I got addicted to it..... now I have only one desire to get fuck by group of big men with massive cock......... One fine afternoon when i was palying with my marbles, he called me in his house knowing that nobody was home. i collected all my marbles and ran for his house. i saw him sitting in the floor and shuffling cards. he was wearing his dhoti ( a white piece of clothe wore around the waist in the east). I noticed his semi nude body but ignored as I was more interested in what he had to offer me, candy or marbles. He asked me to sit close to him. He placed a ten rupees notes on the floor and told me it can be mine if I answered some of his questions...... I once agreed knowing that I can buy lots of marbles and candies with that ten cents. He asked me dirty questions which were new to me...... I kept quite without knowing what to answer.....all I was staring at the notes. If u want to have that note, u have to do whatever i want u to do....... he slowly undressed me and removed his dhoti also........ I was shocked to see him naked, more than that i was shocked to see his cock...... a massive one in my eyes at that time...... his ball were tiny, hardly seen between his legs.... His cock was getting straight........ breathing louder..... there was a intense in his eyes.... I can see a whole different person...... by seeing his cock growing I was feeling nervous.......I started wondering about his cock.....with one hand he started massaging the head of his cock.... it was nicely circumcised like a mushroom.... I saw the tip was getting wet..... he gain an advantage by strength and grab my head with other hand..... I was circumstantiate and did exactly what he wanted me to do....... I took the head of his cock in m y mouth and started sucking and licking his cock like a feeder...... I remember I could only take 1/4 of his cock in my mouth..... it was thick like a baseball stick.......... I saw him enjoying the lustre.... he was groaning in pain....... I can taste the salty emission of his semen in my mouth..... I was enjoying every drip.... he was very careful about releasing his semen as he does not want to come soon..... there was a sudden shiver inside me ....... now I want him to have my whole body.... I start liking what i was doing...... YOU WANT ME, MOTHERFUCKER.. DONT YOU.........he said..... I was feeling embrassed..... I started sucking his cock faster...........the soft muchroom head was touching my thyroid gland..........there was salive flowing from my mouth.......I was getting deep throat fuck.......there was a humming sound coming from his mouth..... he pulled out his cock.... I wondered what next......let me give u what u're waiting for.....I did not understand his motive.... he started kissing me in the ear.... spoke in a soft voice..... i want to fuck u in u'r ass, if u can tolerate.... I permitted him to go on without interference........he warned me that it will hurt a bit.....I did not bother.......he layed me on the ground on my back...... aparted my legs.... held it in the air.......started licking my bums.....slowly reaching for my asshole. ...... the intense pleasure i was receiving was out of this world.......I was craving for more and more......the rise of my cock was nothing in front of his..... by licking my ass he created a new world of pleasure for me. ... I was in love with him and decided to make hime my hero..... fucking hero....indeed he was a real hero when he started fucking in my ass..... it was beyond my imagination......he did not straightly put his cock in my ass......he applied some kind of sex lotion, joaline sex appeal lotion was the name......he applied some in his cock amd some in my opening......this made his dick more shiny and lubricated......he started fingering my hole, penetrating with his middle finger in and out.....this was making me more horny......two finger in my ass was more exciting...... ironically... I declared him to put his cock inside my ass..... tell me if it hurts..... I nod innocently...... stretch u'r legs as much as u can.....I could see his hand was guiding his cock slowly towards my ass.... as arrow towards the duts........his cock reached for my open..... in no time his mushroom was in.... the push was soft and glorious......pain took over me but I did not let him noticed..... pain of love........I wanted to feel the pain... I want him to PUNISH me.......I want him to bring SHIT out of me.....I wanted him to LOVE ME....bring out his desire and satisfy while I enjoy the pain of ass fuck...... this lasted for twenty minutes or so....I could not hold my legs anymore......he slowly pulled out his cock which was more harder and erected......he layed on his back.... sit on my cock the way u sit to shit......I did as I was said...... I made a final move slowly lowered my ass and guided his cock in my hole according to my will...... first the mushroom head.... the other half....finally with one push I was completely sitting on his cock.....my balls were touching his pubic area...... there was a slapping sound as I was going up and down on his cock.......u're a good whore.... this made me more excited and I was riding him to seventh sky..... for the moment I forgot everything.... I was getting fucked by the most handsome neighbour...... I was overindulge by his cock..... I close my eyes and went faster and faster.....feeling every inch of cock inside me.... groaning...... not worried about the pain......finally reaching to immoderate excitement......when I open my eyes all I saw he was staring at me.....WOW! was the only word came from his mouth..... we layed utterly naked for sometimes when I heard my mother was calling me.....I put on my clothes and left him in half sleep......that night I thought of him.....his massive cock.... I prayed to God to give me bigger cock then him so that i can fuck someone someday the way he fucked me........

I was still snoring softly when my bladder woke me the next morning. Sheldon had softened while we slept sliding out of my pussy. I could feel the sticky wetness between our bodies joining us long after our passions were spent. Now however he was hard and swollen once more pressing into my belly almost painfully. I wiggled my hips backing off Sheldon’s lap and hard cock so I might get up hoping not to wake him. I finally was able to slide off his lap completely. Turning what I saw froze me in my tracks, my bladder forgotten in the moment. Our mother was seated on the chair across from the couch. Her nursing uniform was lying over the back of the chair. A small throw blanket covered her form from my view. I decided to try to creep past the chair my bladder once more asserting control. The chair was sitting such a way to where you had to go by it to enter the hall. The bathroom nightlight was on in the early predawn I could just make out the mirror in the bathroom. Just as I reached the bathroom slipping in an airplane flew over the house its engine droning out all other sound. I collapsed onto the toilet my bladder losing it letting go forcefully I sighed as the pressure went away. Closing my eyes then I tried to figure out how to get out of the mess I had gotten us into. After a long moment the planes engine drone had receded. It was then I felt the warm hand on my shoulder. Gasping I looked up into my mothers eyes I was struck mute I didn’t know what to say. There were no words for the moment instead I began to cry large tears of fear. My mother leaned in and kissed my cheeks then pulled me close. I was even with her flat stomach pressing into her. My tears making her warm skin damp, as they fell. She never spoke just stroked my hair for what could have been hours even though I knew it was only minutes. As I calmed down I became aware that all my mother wore was a pair of sexy lace panties and a matching lace bra. My arms went about her hips holding her close like a lifeline I was still so scared. I finally heard her speaking drawing my mind from my fear I tried to listen. “.....only hoped you and Sheldon wouldn’t have to go thru this.” My words came now in a rush. “I am so sorry mom I just had to have someone last night.” I tried to explain myself. “I felt so empty and so....” Frustrated I gave up and sighed snuggling close once more to my mother. Mom knelt down disentangling me from her. “Scoot forward so we can clean you up.” I moved so I was where she wished me to be. I heard the water run and then felt a warm washcloth caressing my pussy. It was warm and felt good so I leaned back letting mom clean me up. When I looked forward again I noticed we were eye to eye. “Guess we need to get you on some birth control Jaden.” Her words were soft but held an edge to them. “I just hope we are not too late.” It was then I became confused I had expected anger. When I looked into her eyes they held no anger only love, compassion, and I wasn’t sure but I thought I saw understanding there. I took a deep breath thinking trying to keep myself level. “I am sorry mo....” Her finger pressed to my lips silencing me. “Listen to my words Jaden, I am not thrilled by this but I can understand somewhat.” My mothers tone did sound understanding as she spoke I listened intently. “I will tell you the truth but your dad can never find out.” She went on before I could answer as if she knew I would not tell him. “I have slept with Josh.” My eyes went wide as I looked shocked. “You and Uncle Josh? When, why......” My questions were coming faster then I could put words to them. She looked at me and shook her head. “When we were young back on the farm. Josh would play doctor with me then, well it just went further. As for the why it’s none of your business.” Her tone sounded final so I let it go. I was relieved somewhat but still wondered where this was going. Mom watched me for a long moment then stood up. I wiped myself dry while she looked in the mirror I was feeling all jittery inside. “Did you enjoy it last night?” My mothers tone was neutral as she asked totally catching me off guard. All the while innocently adjusting her bra in the mirror. “Yes mom I did he felt really wonderful.” My tone must have betrayed something because mom turned to me with a grin. “Mind sharing?” Her words were soft, blowing me away all in one instant. She leaned in close to me as I still sat there stunned. Her lips were like satin as they pressed into my own. I heard her moan when we touched lips it was like a shock had passed thru our bodies. She reached out cradling my face, she began kissing me in earnest. Her tongue slid past my lips to explore my mouth. All I could do was return the kiss my mind was screaming. “This is your mother” Over and over the words sped thru my mind till soon they blended together into a primal moan escaping my lips. She broke our kiss her lips red and pouting now. “Go to your room I will be right there I think now I need to punish you.” Her words sounded mean but the glint in her eyes told me I was about to explore another world I had never expected to find. I got up passing by her to get out of the bathroom. I couldn’t help but let my hand trail over her ass. I could see her grin in the mirror as I left the room and quickly ran to my bedroom. Opening the door I walked in sitting on my bed I waited for my punishment. My nipples were hard at the thought of my mother touching me, at least I hoped she would. About a minute later mom walked in and shut the door behind her. She had her nursing uniform over her arm she looked sexy as hell. Her skin was pale like cream with beautiful emerald eyes and jet black hair that curled as it reached her shoulders. Her breasts were bigger then mine almost a D cup and at 43 she still was a hot woman to look at. She was about 5’8 with trim stomach and hips the work at the hospital kept her in shape. She smiled as I looked up I could tell she had caught me checking her out. She did a small spin in place letting me take in her curvey ass as she came to a stop once more facing me. I was a younger version of her it would seem. My breasts weren’t as big but they did a good job mimicking hers. As I sat there my mother began to strip slipping her nurses uniform onto the desk. She reached behind her and unhooked the bra she was wearing her breasts seem to spill out it on their own accord. Bending at the hips she slid her panties off giving me a wonderful view of her tits hanging like twin cones just for me. When she stood straight once more I looked at her shaven pussy and moaned. My own pussy was beginning to leak as my nipples grew harder if that is possible. She walked to me and stopped just before we would have touched. I could not speak before such a beauty. I stood up as she reached out catching my face once more she kissed me. This time her tongue slid in with ease as she began to fully explore my mouth. My hands moved over her naked skin stroking her sides down to her ass. When my hands cupped her ass cheeks I could feel her pressing back into my hands. I moaned into the kiss my tongue though inexperienced began to duel with hers slowly managing to find her mouth and taste it. I let go of her ass my roving hands pulled her in so close our tits began to press and crush one another. Her hard nipples were like twin gems hard and ready for me. My nipples were aching with need I felt her slide her thigh between my legs it felt wonderful. I began to grind my wet pussy all over her leg as I moaned into the kiss. Finally both of us panting mom stopped kissing me long enough to push me back onto my queen sized bed. I looked up into her eyes just before she knelt down on the floor. I could see a hunger there that I had never seen it made me shake in anticipation. I felt her hands part my thighs as I lay there unable to see but the top of her head now. I felt her kiss the inside of my left thigh starting by my knee. She was working her way up my thighs slowly teasing me. Each kiss causing my body to shake dragging a moan from my lips. It seemed like hours as she moved up my thigh then I felt her kiss my pussy lips. My body jumped off the bed like a trapped animal. Her hands caught my hips pinning them in place then her tongue slid out stroking my outer lips teasing me brutally. “Mom please....” I whimpered like a puppy the passion and lust in my voice making me sound so helpless. I started to whimper again when it happened, her tongue slid past my lips finding my slit. She began to lick my slit with long slow strokes. My arms with minds of their own caught her hair and held her in place. She traveled just to the edge of my pussy then reversed her lick this time when she reached the top she hit my clit. I began to shake and moan her tongue caught my clit now and began to flick over it with rapid little swipes. Each flick was like a jolt of electricity building my charge for orgasm. I was about to cum my whole body twisting into knots. Mom slid her tongue from my clit down to my hole delaying my orgasm. Ignoring my bucking hips she worked on my hole. First she rimmed it then plunged in as deep as she could to scoop out my nectar. She was exploring the pink velvet depths of her daughter’s pussy. Slowly my orgasm began to fade in intensity leaving me with a dull ache. I was moaning continuously now my pussy pouring all the juices it could for my mother to drink. Now she surprised me once more moving her tongue to my clit she swiped it from side to side and up and down. I was in heaven I pressed her face harder into my pussy trying to drown her in it. The sparks of pleasure were back, building swiftly once more. Her tongue was doing magic to my overheated clit. I was in heaven, I didn’t care if god came in just then, I was going to cum this time. My mom slowed her strokes to delay the inevitable a little longer. I about came unglued shaking in need it was almost painful. My pussy was throbbing in need to cum or die at this point. At that moment my pussy started clenching in orgasm. The feelings welling up from some primal spot mom had found and freed in me. Mom had one last surprise for me, as I started to cum she slid her hand off my hip. Then she slid two fingers deep into my pussy. That was it I couldn’t stop it I screamed as the waves began to slam into me. “OH.....MO....M......IM.....CUMM....ING” Each wave was like a small orgasm in itself. This was so different from last night it was never-ending. I couldn’t even scream I was to busy trying to catch my breath. My pussy had collapsed on her fingers trapping them in my velvet vice. I was lost each wave made my pussy tighter as the rest of me grew limp. My clit began to feel as if it were on fire it was so sensitive. I pushed at my mothers head instead of trying to draw her in I wanted her to let go. In the middle of my orgasm I noticed movement by the door. Looking in that direction I saw my brother standing in the doorway. He put his finger to his lips his eyes were wide as saucers as he looked over his mothers sexy body. I looked down his body to see his cock was hard its head purple with some precum already coming from the opening of it. My mouth began to water but I could see from his eyes what he wanted. I pulled mom up my body, my pussy was still throbbing but they were only small aftershocks. Her face was covered in my cum it looked sexy as hell. I caught myself wondering what I would taste like. When she got up to my lips I kissed her with all the love I could. I could taste my cum it was sweet and warm. I wanted to thank her for the wonderful feelings she just gave me. Breaking the kiss I whispered into her ear. “I love you mom.” I began to stroke her sides caressing her as Sheldon moved in silently stalking the pussy he had been birthed from so many years ago. The only warning our mother got was his hands on her hips. When he got in close I used my legs to part her own allowing Sheldon access to her body. I figured this might go a long way to thank her. Sheldon lined up on her then caught her hips to keep her still. I knew he had sunk in deep I could see it in mom’s eyes. They glazed instantly as she gasped at the pleasant invasion. Looking back she smiled at her son. “Hello sweetie I see you need mommy.” Her tone was so hot she was overheated like I had been moments ago. The only answer she got from my brother was a grunt as he bottomed out inside her pussy. I moaned at her words they excited me. Sheldon began to push in deeper I could feel his body stroking my thighs. I watched as Sheldon began to fuck our mom. He was groaning with each thrust now. Meanwhile mom had got on her hands and knees so Sheldon could take her with more ease. I spun around sliding under my mothers body I stopped to suck her tits for a long moment. My tongue began to slowly stroke over her left nipple as I held it still. Each stroke would make her groan her nipple would harden even more. I switched to her right nipple repeating my licking on it till it was hard like her left one not wanting to miss anymore I moved lower. I slid my head between my mother’s thighs to see my brother’s cock splitting her wide. My mother’s body seemed to descend as he stroked in and out of her now. I finally realized what was happening when I felt my mother’s mouth on my pussy again. I opened my mouth tentatively tasting her pussy. My first pussy ever god I liked how she tasted almost as much as I liked my brothers cock. Her mouth was taking its time this time not rushing me to the edge sometimes not touching me at all. I could feel her breath coming out in time with Sheldon’s rhythm. I could feel Sheldon with each stroke into our mother his balls would drag over my face, almost as if to tease me. I finally managed to get a good angle on my mothers clit when my tongue snaked out caressing it she went insane. I heard my brother groan in pleasure his hips jerked. “Whatever you’re doing sis don’t stop.” I obeyed him and continued to attack her clit the texture was like nothing I had ever felt before. My hands moved finding her nipples I began to roll them with his strokes. My mother was going insane I felt her body shaking then I heard her scream like I had earlier. Her clit was pulsing in my mouth as Sheldon did his best to keep a rhythm. I lost my grip on my mom’s tits, wrapping my arms about her hips I grabbed her ass cheeks to hold on for dear life. I felt her mouth once more on my clit attacking it with abandon. I couldn’t stop myself once more I found my body shaking this time the orgasm was longer and deeper I was dieing there was noting I could do. Each contraction was like a tidal wave washing more and more of me out into the sea of oblivion. I was lost in a sea of cum, my mother was right there with me I could still feel her body shuddering with each stroke of my brother’s cock. I realized his balls barely touched my face now as I lay there. I looked up to see them pulling up against his cock with a gasp of effort I lifted my head and licked his cock as it slid out of our mothers pussy. I knew Sheldon felt my tongue because he slowed his strokes each one now going in deeper. I concentrated on his cock licking and sucking his balls and cock when I could reach them. I felt his cock begin to shudder then he growled. I watched him slam into mom’s pussy in one final growl of pleasure. I caught his nuts in my mouth suckling them for all I was worth. Mom was moaning something about wanting his cum. I could feel the pulses rip thru his nuts as he groaned out his orgasm. “Mommommom........argg...” He couldn’t continue instead he leaned forward collapsing on top of mom and me. He was kissing her back with abandon. I watched his cock slide out as he held her shaking causing me to lose my grip on his nuts. I was mad wanting to keep them but then his cock angled down to my waiting mouth. I inhaled just in time for a second later another pulse of his cum sprayed my lips into my mouth. I leaned up wrapping my lips around his cock as the last spurts shot out into my waiting mouth. I didn’t want to lose a drop of his seed it tasted so good. I began to wiggle trying to get out from under them still not swallowing. Finally Sheldon rolled to the side, mom rolled to the other side leaving me in the middle. I turned to mom moving about on my bed so I could face her face to face. She was covered in sweat looking wore out with a glow of contentment about her like a halo. I leaned to her lips kissing her softly when she parted her lips I shared what I had captured. Mom began to moan when she tasted her sons cum. We swapped it back and forth for a few moments before we both swallowed what I had been able to save. Turning with mom I looked at Sheldon he was stroking his limp cock and smiling. “You two look perfect together.” There was awe in his voice as if our show had somehow inspired him. I lay between them panting as we looked at one another smiling some more. “Well at least I know I am loved.” Mom said with a grin on her face. Sheldon smiled leaning in he kissed me softly then mom. Each kiss was most assuredly not one a brother would give his sister or a son his mom. We all smiled again. “We need to talk about this kids. I think we will eat lunch and I will call in tonight.” Mom was smiling as she rose off the bed. We got allot we can do to keep busy I am sure. With that she moved to the door leaving the clothing where it was. I heard the shower starting just before I became lost in thought next to Sheldon. More to Come...... Any comments feel free to Email [email protected].

The Dance: It was their twenty-eighth anniversary, and the first time they'd been out together dancing in so many years that neither remembered the last time. Not that they led a boring life or anything..., they just hadn't danced. The lessons were really weird at first, and they thought they'd joined a bunch of real losers trying to impress each other. Mike and Jan almost quit the first night, but their voyeuristic curiosity made them stay to watch the weirdo's. Stan became their favorite. What a real geek! thirty-something with the maturity of a middle-schooler. He probably hadn't had a date in his life, but now..., 'Dance Fever' here he comes. Jan actually felt sorry for him (hell the truth is Mike dared her to do it) and danced with Stan on some of the couples dances. Now he's sure that Jan loves him secretly as much as he loves her! Jim and Laura were their favorite couple. Although they didn't need anyone else to admire them! Their closest friend was the large mirror on the north wall of the room. But turns out there were also plenty of really nice couples that were there to enjoy each other, the music, and maybe get a little exercise. Anyway, after four months of lessons, Mike & Jan were back to the dancing finesse of their early dating years. And, had selected their anniversary to enjoy the moment. The restaurant had been a little costly with only average cuisine. But the club room was magnificent and the band exceptionally good. They had the complimentary champagne, along with more attention to their anniversay than Mike would have liked, then went out on the floor for the first romantic slow dance. Three dances, of various types, later they returned to their secluded table and exchanged, leftover, stale, bubbly for real drinks. The room had darkened some while they'd been on the dance floor and the privacy allowed a very passionate kiss between the two lovers. "I love you so much!" Mike looked deeply into Jan's green eyes as he spoke. "I love you more!" Jan smiled as she started the (who loves who more) duel that they had so often played. "But I REALLY love that!" Jan's playful smile slowly turned into a passionate one as she felt Mike's hands run up under her skirt towards her crotch. It was fairly dark now and would have been impossible for anyone to see what hands were doing under the table. "And I REALLY love doing it." Mike whispered as he continued to caress his beautiful wife's thighs. Before composing himself he slid one finger under the elastic of Jan's thong panties to confirm her state of arousal by the wetness of her vagina. "And I REALLY love this," as Mike spoke he licked the wetness from his finger as he moved his glass to his mouth. Nobody could possibly know what was going on but the two lovers, and this made the moment even more special. They danced so many dances that they had lost track of time. Lost in their own world they were almost startled by the interruption, "May I ask for the next dance?" Standing by their table was a man about ten years younger than them. He was about Mike's height and weight but very different in every other way. He had black hair, brown eyes, a mustache that was very neatly trimmed. And he was dressed very well. Mike, at first, was a little defensive but looking at this man's friendly smile made him relax a bit. "I'm sorry if I'm out of line, but I just couldn't help notice how well you two dance..., and my wife doesn't like to..., anyway, she suggested I ask you." The young man looked really nervous as he continued, "Sorry if I've butted in or anything." He turned to walk away when Jan spoke quickly. "No, no, you weren't out of line, it just caught us off guard." Then, turning her face to Mike, "Do you mind honey?" Mike was still a little unsure but smiled and nodded agreement. This dance turned out to be a little on the fast side and Mike noticed that the guy was pretty good. Mike also noticed that the guy's eyes kept going to a particular table with a very attractive young lady, who was sitting alone, watching the dancing couples every move and smiling. When the dance ended they returned to Mike's table. "Honey, this is Joe. Joe this is my husband Mike." Mike stood and reached across the table to shake hands with Joe. "Glad to meet you Mike, and thanks for sharing your wonderful wife with me!" Joe's manner won Mike, and Mike replied warmly. "You too, and yes, she is wonderful. Doesn't your date dance?" "No, she's not my date, she's my wife, and no, she doesn't like to dance either. We've been married for twelve years and that's the only real incompatibility we've got. But she lets me dance with others on occasion." "Well, I certainly enjoyed helping out." Jan gave Joe a little hug as she spoke, then moved the chair to sit back down. Joe helped with the chair, excused himself after once again thanking Jan for the dance, and went back to his table. "Nice looking fellow" Mike spoke with a mock tone of jealousy. "Yea, and a pretty good dancer too." Jan's tone showed Mike that she was enjoying the situation, but who wouldn't enjoy the attention of a younger man, who happened to be about the best looking man in the crowded building except for her husband. Mike and Jan danced several more dances and enjoyed each others bodies, under the table, between dances. Joe made no further attempts to interrupt, although each time Jan looked at his table, Joe was watching her and Mike dancing. Jan would smile each time she and Joe made eye contact and was actually starting to feel disappointed that he'd not asked her for another dance. Mike finally noticed and said "Hey, why don't you go ask him?" "I couldn't! If he wanted to dance again, he'd ask." "Maybe, he doesn't want to interfere in our evening, and he thinks we want to be alone." Mike had a point. Joe had seemed like a very considerate fellow, and maybe he didn't want to be intrusive. "Yea, maybe so?" Jan was looking towards Joe's table as she spoke. At the same moment Joe had glanced at her table and Jan took the opportunity to signal him. Swirling her finger in the air, mimicking dancing circles, Joe smiled broadly, leaned over to his wife apparently getting permission, then quickly walked towards Mike & Jan's table. The band started playing a fast song as he walked and Jan got up and met him on the dance floor. This time Mike was much more comfortable watching the two dance. The song lasted a long time, (it must have been the band's favorite as they stretched it out), and gave Mike time to explore his imagination. He looked over at the table with Joe's wife sitting alone. She was really pretty, and seemed to be very young. She was intently watching Joe and Jan dancing and oblivious to the rest of the world. Mike imagined what it might be like to make love to her, while Joe and Jan made love beside them. Then Mike moved his head to again watch his wife and Joe dance. His fantasy had lasted longer than he realized for now they were slow dancing. He'd been in such a deep fantasy he'd not noticed the song change. He watched as the two danced closer and closer together. It was starting to really arouse him to see Jan pressing her body into this near-stranger. He glanced at Joe's wife but couldn't read her reaction, he assumed she, too, was getting turned-on and thinking about a little extra-marital experimentation with Mike. They would dance some more, then the four would leave together. Joe and his wife would invite Mike & Jan to their house, where their custom is 'no clothing' at home. The four naked people would then get into Joe's hot-tub. Of course Jan would sit by Joe and his wife (what is her name?) would naturally sit by Mike. "Are you OK?" Jan's voice broke Mike's trance. "Oh sure, yea sure, I'm alright. Just thinking of something." Jan sat down and reached under the table, ran her hand up Mike's leg to the bulge..., "Well, I'll bet I know which gutter your thoughts were in." She smiled wickedly as she pinched his cock through his slacks. Jan then asked Mike if he'd like to dance just as a slow dance started. They moved to the dance floor, cautiously concealing Mike's erection and then molded together utilizing Mike's erection for mutual pleasure. After this dance, Mike suggested they have another drink to 'mitigate the tension' before continuing with fast dancing. After another drink, and many more dances, Joe was all but forgotten and Mike and Jan were having a wonderful time. "This will be the last set." The band leader made his statement just as they started playing a favorite dance song of Mike & Jan. While they were dancing they noticed that Joe and his wife were also on the floor. "I guess she's had enough liquid confidence to give it a try." Mike whispered in Jan's ear. "Yea, guess so. And you know? She's not that bad." Jan commented as she, sort of jealously watched Joe and his wife. "Would you like to dance one more with him?" Mike looked seriously at Jan then continued. "It's fine, and it looks like his wife is very uncomfortable on the floor and might appreciate the escape." "Well, yea, I'd like to, but let's make sure she isn't going to stay on the floor with him." "Ok, let's go back to the table to let him know you're available. But the last dances are mine!" "Absolutely sweetie! I always save the best for last!" Jan and Mike went back towards their table but, before sitting down, Jan whispered that she needed to go to the ladies room. Mike said, he too, could use a quick intermission. As Jan headed towards the hall that led to the restroom, Mike headed quickly out the front door to the car in the parking lot. "Where exactly is the men's room?" Jan had a curious look on her face when Mike finally returned. "Outside. Can you believe a classy place like this doesn't have indoor men's rooms?" Mike grinned broadly and Jan knew he was up to something. The band started to get ready for the last set. The lights in the club were reduced even more than they had previously been. Mike leaned across the table towards Jan, who also leaned in for a long kiss over the table. Jan could feel Mike's hands under the table, and her skirt, and it felt wonderful. She could feel his hand working it's way privately up until it was holding the elastic of her, now fairly wet, panties aside exposing her vagina. Then she felt as his other hand moving a finger into her. She moaned through their kiss at the wonderful feeling of slight penetration. Them, without warning and without time to protest, she felt the egg shaped device slip quickly into her wetness. "What! what did you do..., you didn't...," Then Jan felt the device jump to life within her. "You did!" Jan at first felt a bit of anger, then that tale-tale smile replaced the frown. The feeling stopped as suddenly as it had started because Mike had only clicked the remote on and off once. Before any explanation, concern, or argument, could start, Joe was standing by the table asking for one last dance before leaving the anniversary couple alone for the rest of the evening. Mike smiled broadly and accepted for Jan who wasn't quite able to talk yet. The band started a very slow song as Mike watched Joe and Jan go to the floor. They danced a little closer even than before. Joe's wife was watching closely, she was also obviously aware of their extra closeness. About half way through the dance Jan's knees seemed to give way but Joe caught her. "Are you ok?" Joe seemed sincerely concerned. "Yea, sure..., just tired knees I guess." Jan looked towards Mike and grinned her apparent approval. Mike now waited a minute more until the couple were once again relaxed. This time, with the reostat on the slowest setting he again switched the remote on. Jan looked at Mike again and nodded approval. Then she leaned even closer to Joe. Mike worked the remote in unison with the couple's dancing and in tune with Jan's eye signals. When the dance ended Joe brought Jan back to her table, thanked both Mike & Jan for allowing him to share her, then left. "You know, he never knew I was having an orgasm." Jan looked at Mike with the cutest wicked smile he'd ever seer from her. "I'm glad it was good! I was really apprehensive when I got the idea, but I'm glad it worked well." The couple again kissed across the table and Jan felt the now-familiar vibration start again. "Hey buster! Enough now! Let's get out of here and find a place where we can let loose and yell..., and buck, and..., well, let's get going!"

The Perfect Couple “Do you think we’re swingers?” Jan looked up and directly into Mike’s blue eyes as she spoke. “What?” Mike had been watching as Jan was sucking his cock and was caught totally off-guard by Jan’s question, which came so out of the blue. “Damn Babe. What in the world made you think of that at a time like this?” Jan started to grin when she realized the situation. Just a short time before they’d gone to the bedroom for one of their afternoon delight sessions. They’d both quickly showered and gone to bed. After their normal cuddling, fondling, and kissing, Jan had taken matters into her own hands and mouth. They’d been married for so long that these moments never needed that much vocabulary and things always just proceeded naturally with one or the other of them taking the lead, and today had been Jan’s lead. “Well,” Jan took Mike’s hard cock back into her warm mouth and sucked softly while she organized her thoughts, “today at lunch Carrie, just out of the blue, asked if I knew what swinging was.” “Really?” Mike’s cock twitched involuntarily as he heard Jan’s statement. Mike liked Carrie. Carrie had worked with Jan and for several years. Mike had admired her, not only for her looks, which were pretty nice, but also for her open attitude about everything . In just a few short seconds Mike had placed Carrie in so many combinations of sexual activities with him and Jan that the fantasies could have been a long novel. Yes, Mike was a typical man. “Ok Bud,” Jan shook Mike’s cock back and forth to bring him back to reality, “it’s not what you’re thinking so come back to Earth.” Jan licked on Mike’s cock a few times before continuing. “She only asked because she said that she and Tom had talked about it.” “Tom?” Mike hadn’t even considered Carrie’s husband Tom in his fantasies. “Who brought it up first? Tom or Carrie?” “Believe it or not, Carrie said that she did.” “I’d believe that.” Mike said without hesitation. “Hell, Tom’s just lucky to even be with Carrie,” Mike thought a second then continued, “she could definitely do better than him and he knows it.” “Well, she doesn’t think that way. But she’s definitely getting urges to explore a little after so many years of marriage,” Jan stopped briefly then added, “and now that their son has gone to college.” “So, was she propositioning us?” Mike asked with mixed emotions. His first thoughts of them being with Carrie were so delightful but when Tom was added to the equation it sort of dulled the pleasure. “I don’t really think so Honey. I think Carrie just really wanted the opinion of a friend.” Jan spoke seriously . “And, I really don’t think Carrie has any clue about the things we’ve done.” “Well, are you interested in letting her know and maybe seeing where things go?” Mike asked . “I don’t know.” Jan looked a little serious. “I like Carrie and I know you do too. But, she’s a friend. All the things we’ve done have been so spontaneous and with people we’ve met at random. It’d just be different with someone who’s been a friend.” “I agree sweetheart,” Mike smiled at Jan, “and besides, Tom’s a real jerk.” “Yea,” Jan laughed a little then added, “he’s such a little nerd.” “Hell, I can just see it now,” Mike got into the swing of the story as he spoke, “We’re all four together. We’re all playing strip poker and when it’s time for Tom to take off his underwear he refuses because he’s ashamed of his little penis. Then, when we get to the daring and you and Carrie want to see me and Tom play with each other’s cocks? Well, he screams, gathers up his clothes and runs out the door in only his underwear.” Jan was laughing at Mike’s story which started Mike laughing as well for a few minutes before he continued. “But, now that he’s gone, I’ve got you and Carrie to myself..., mmmm.” “Ok Bud,” Jan squeezed Mike’s cock and looked at him with a mock scolding look, “I like Carrie but I’m not going to make love to a woman, even with Carrie or for you.” “Hey, I never said that was part of my story,” Mike thought a second then grinned and continued, “although, not a bad mental picture here.“ Mike winked at Jan then added. “Don’t you think I’m man enough for you and Carrie?” “Ok Man!” Jan began to work her way from between Mike’s legs to a position on top of him. She reached between them and inserted his hard cock into her very wet pussy. “I’m sure you are but why should I share this when there’s nothing in it for me?” “Oh wow, that feels so nice Babe,” Mike’s face gave away his sheer pleasure at the feel of Jan’s wetness, “but don’t you get even a little turned on watching me have sex? I love to watch you so much.” “Sure,” Jan began to hunch up and down on Mike’s cock as she spoke with a somewhat strained voice, “but only when you’re doing something with another guy. I don’t mind it when you’re with another woman, but only if we’re with another couple and sharing equally. But I really don‘t like watching you make love to other women.” “I guess I understand,” Mike grimaced as Jan lowered a little more quickly and engulfed his entire seven plus inches into her pussy, “and right now I really don’t care that much about anything except this delicious hunk of woman-flesh on top of me.” Mike reached up and grabbed Jan’s gorgeous breasts with his hands and began to hunch up into her with earnest. “Oh God,” Jan spoke loudly as the color in her face faded and the redness began to glow on her chest, “I’m cumming Honey,” Jan ground her pussy down onto Mike’s cock harder and leaned forward to allow Mike to take her breasts into his mouth, “I’m cumming.” “Oh cum good Babe,” Mike whispered into Jan’s ear as he pumped his hard cock harder into her flowing pussy, “Cum long and hard. Imagine a tongue starting to go into you Babe.” Mike had reached around them and inserted his finger part way into her full pussy getting it wet. “Imagine someone behind us, licking us,” Mike used his finger to rub Jan’s clitoris and then move around her pussy to her anus, “imagine Carrie down there, or,” Mike paused a second, “imagine Ricardo behind us.” “Mmmm,” Jan muttered at that thought. Ricardo was an old friend and still a favorite fantasy. “yes, fuck me Mike, fuck me hard, let me feel you and Ricardo fucking me.” Now both Mike and Jan began to hunch in unison and it only took a few more wonderful moments before they both lay motionless together. “So, you hungry?” Mike grinned broadly as he blurted this out. “Men!” Jan climbed off of Mike then continued to chide him. “Boy, once you’ve had your way you just want to either eat or sleep.” “Hey, eating sounds good Babe.” Mike quickly turned around in the bed to try to gain access to Jan’s pussy. “Hold on buster.” Jan pushed Mike away playfully. “Seriously, not now.” “Ok, but don’t say I just did the old wham-bam thing. I’m not only willing, I’m ready to eat that beautiful, freshly fucked, pussy of yours.” Jan lay quietly for a few seconds then repeated her earlier question. “So, are we swingers?” “I don’t know,” Mike thought for several minutes and just when Jan suspected he’d fallen asleep and turned to look, “I guess first of all you need to define swinger. I think swingers are people who feel that a couple can maintain an emotionally monogamous relationship while still exploring sexual situations that include other people. In that respect, yea, I guess we’d fit. But, I think most swingers think of this as a sort of lifestyle and in that case, no I don’t think we do. For me at least, it’s more of an enjoyable diversion to our very good long-term relationship.” “Yes, me too.” Jan was quick to agree. “So, we’re just an adventurous couple then, not really swingers.” “I think so,” Mike then added, “but I’m sure a lot of folks would think we are swingers. But then, who really cares?” Jan laughed and agreed. “What do you think I should do about Carrie?” “Well, as nice as it sounds to be with her,” Mike thought with his head instead of his cock, “It’s just not going to work. We don’t like her husband, and not only that, I just don’t think what we do, of this nature, should be part of our local community and acquaintances. Although it would be nice to know a couple that we could get together with and discuss openly about these things, wouldn‘t it?” “I agree about Carrie. Besides, I’d really feel uncomfortable with it as well as I know her.” Jan thought a second. “And Tom? No way Jose!” “Hey, I’ve got it!” Mike smiled. “Let’s tell Carrie to ditch Tom and we’ll see if we can locate Ricardo and introduce them.” “Works for me!” Jan’s eyes lit up at the notion. “But, to make it even more perfect,” Mike always had to go a step further with any new fantasy or idea, “let’s make sure that Ricardo is OK with a little boy to boy playing.” “Hey, I don’t think he’d object,” Jan thought back to that night a long time ago, “he seemed to be pretty open to anything that makes someone feel good.” Jan’s eyes suddenly went somewhere far away. “Honey, are you still there?” Mike was now between Jan’s legs where he’d started to go before. “Now I’m going to have you again after Ricardo.” Mike spoke softly as he licked Jan’s swollen clitoris. “I can see his cum in your pussy Babe.” Mike continued to lick up and down Jan’s wet slit as he spoke. “You look so delicious, Babe.” “Oh..., ooh yes...,” Jan was squeezing her own large and firm nipples, “yes. Suck out Ricardo’s cum along with mine Honey.” Mike licked, sucked, and savored the taste and erotic nature of his activity. He imagined that Ricardo had, indeed, just been with Jan and it turned him on tremendously. When Jan was squeaky clean Mike moved down to her anus and began to tongue fuck her there. It wasn’t long before Jan was once again cumming. “Oh..., Mike..., yes, yes...,” Jan held Mike’s head with her hands now and directed him back to her pussy and clitoris, “oh, I’m there...” Jan groaned then pulled Mike’s face away from her sensitive pussy. “Thanks sweetheart.” Jan bent down and kissed Mike’s lips, getting a little taste of their combined juices. “Mmmm, do I taste Ricardo?” Mike laughed then quickly added. “Hey, you also got a bit of Carrie’s flavor there too. So, you ready to go down on her?” “You’re impossible!” Jan jokingly scolded her husband as she got out of bed. “Hey,” Mike tried to look innocent, “didn’t mean to make you mad.” As Jan put on her robe and left the bedroom, Mike watched and admired his beautiful wife of so many years. Then he drifted off to sleep. “Are you awake yet?” Jan whispered into Mike’s ear. “Not yet sweetie,” Mike opened his eyes and smiled, “what-cha got in mind?” “We’ve got mail!” Jan mimicked the voice of the computer. “Really?” Mike looked puzzled at Jan. “Come read it,” Jan took Mike’s hand and pulled him up out of the bed. “Ok..., sure...,” Mike grabbed his shorts and slipped them on as he left the bedroom behind Jan. “who’s it from?” Then thinking a second he added. “Ricardo?” “No, but maybe better.” “Wow!” Mike was amazed and really curious now. “What could be better for you than Ricardo?” “Come see for yourself.” Jan led Mike into the study where the computer was on and an email was showing on the screen. As Mike read he was puzzled. “Ok, this is a couple responding about one of our stories...,” Mike muttered, “Keep reading.” Jan confidently directed. “Typical..., typical...,” Mike read the usual things that they enjoy getting occasionally from people who enjoy their writing, “so, Jan, is this a couple you think you’d like to meet?” Mike was curious. They’d met Greg and Susan this way and enjoyed them. But, when Greg and Susan wound up separating Mike and Jan had decided not to encourage actually meeting anyone they meet on-line. “We already have.” Jan spoke matter-of-factly.” Mike finished the letter then saw the signature. “Bob and Sherry? Do you think? Is it our Bob and Sherry?” “I checked their AOL profile and,” Jan hugged Mike’s neck and pressed her breasts against his back as she read over his shoulder, “yes, it’s them. And, they don’t have any idea who we are yet.” Mike and Jan had known this couple years ago. Mike and Bob had worked together. Jan liked Bob as soon as she’d met him and also became good friends with Sherry. One night, after a party, things just progressed to where the two couples shared intimacies. It was a one-time event, and being young and neither couple married that long, it never happened again and the friends just sort of went separate ways. Bob and Sherry had children which often was a factor in Mike and Jan losing things in common with friends over the years. But, during the last few years, this couple had come to mind numerous times when Mike and Jan fantasized. Next to Ricardo, possibly the most often of anyone. “So, do we tell them?” Mike wasn’t completely sure of Jan’s intentions but knew he’d like to see them both again. “I already did.” Jan reached for the mouse and brought up the mail waiting to be sent on the screen for Mike to read. “Hey, aren’t you going to read it first?” Jan spoke too late as Mike had already clicked send now. “Don’t need to Babe.” Mike turned the chair around and grabbed Jan and hugged her. “If you’re interested..., I’m very interested.” “Well, at least read the letter and see if you want to add anything.” “Ok,” Mike was now fondling Jan’s nice ass through her robe, “but not just now.” “You’re impossible Mike.” Jan pressed her groin more firmly against Mike’s strong chest as she spoke. “But awfully good.” “So Babe,” Mike was rubbing his face across Jan’s nice breasts, “When do we head out west to see them?” “As soon as possible..., as soon as possible,” Jan moaned in delight at the feel of Mike’s hands and mouth, “unless they take me up on the invitation to visit us here.”

Modern Maturity “Well, hello neighbor,” she smiled as she greeted her new neighbor for the first time since they’d pulled their motorhome in the lot beside the one she and her husband had purchased a year before, “are you just staying a short time or did you two buy the lot?” Mike had been so busy redoing and checking the RV’s connections, that he’d hastily made the night before when he and his wife Jan had gotten in, that he hadn’t seen her walking up. “Good morning,” Mike spoke reflexively almost annoyed at the interruption of his labors but when he glanced up he quickly changed his tone, “a very good morning to you.” Mike smiled that charming smile he had perfected over the years and his blue eyes displayed that distinct twinkle he always had when he saw something of interest. “So, we’re going to be neighbors, huh?” Mike hesitated as he looked at this woman thoroughly. Very petite, probably only a hair over five foot, if that. She had very pretty brown hair, with a touch of gray, kept in a very natural style that hung just over her shoulders. Her gorgeous brown eyes sparkled in the morning sunlight and she had a cute little nose just over very full, very kissable, lips. Her shoulders were narrow, her breasts were obviously fairly small and her hips had only slightly widened enough with age to add to her appeal. Mike couldn’t guess her age but knew she must be somewhere between his age, 57, and maybe 10 years older. “We’re permanent,” Mike extended his hand out and stood as he spoke, “just bought the lot, I’m Mike.” “And I’m Carlotta, Mike,” she smiled as Mike stood and she could see just how tall he was. She liked tall and large men and Mike must have been six foot two or more and probably weighed around 220 or so. Mike wasn’t that overweight but was obviously not thin either. “My husband is Jim.” Carlotta looked over Mike’s shoulder at the motorhome and continued, “Is the woman I saw your wife?” “Oh yea,” Mike almost felt embarrassed for forgetting his wife of 33 years so easily because of his immediate infatuation with this sexy woman, “Jan is inside nesting.” “Well, let her nest while I get to know her handsome husband a little better.” Carlotta took the risk of flirting a bit more than she might normally but she really liked what she saw. Mike had such a friendly, yet strong, face and his blondish-white hair was so unusual and full for a man his age. “Where are you two from?” “Northern Florida right now,” Mike relaxed as he and Carlotta spoke more, “originally from the Southwest though. And you?” “Oh, I’m from Miami and lived in South Florida all my life.” Carlotta showed signs of some Hispanic accent as she went into a more casual conversation tone. “My kids grew up and left home and when my first husband died ten years ago I decided to travel a little. That’s how I wound up with a motorhome.” Carlotta smiled as she added, “And I found Jim at an RV park in Arizona about seven years ago. He was just so sweet and lonely. Thirty-seven years old and never married. He just needed a real woman to take him under her wings and show him the pleasures of life.” “And I’ll just bet you were just the right woman to accomplish that,” Mike allowed himself to obviously admire the woman in front of him as he spoke, “lucky young man.” “Well, I consider myself lucky to find him too,” Carlotta spoke almost a bit defensively, “he’s so cute that he could have had any of the younger women anywhere. I guess he was just a bit too shy for the youngsters and needed a lady with patience to seduce him.” “So, you seduced him, huh?” Mike grinned knowingly. “I can just see how you’d be able to seduce anyone you wanted.” “And just what is that supposed to mean?” Carlotta feigned indignation. “I only mean that you are very seductive woman,” Mike didn’t pretend to apologize as he answered, “and I do envy Jim.” “Well, thank you,” Carlotta spoke very sweetly, considered leaving it at that, but then decided to add, “tall handsome man.” There was a moment of silence as the two realized that they’d been seriously flirting with each other and had only just met. They looked at each other, both knowing the mutual attractions and wondering where, if anywhere at all, the attraction might lead in the future. “Well, I know you’re busy,” Carlotta was the first to speak after a long silence, “I just had to come meet this new good looking neighbor.” “And,” Mike smiled his best thank you smile, “I’m so very glad you did. I really look forward to getting to know you better.” “Me too, Mike,” Carlotta turned to walk back to her own motorhome but turned back and smiled as she repeated, “me too!” “Who were you talking to?” Jan tried to sound simply curious but a tone of accusation showed in her voice. “That was, Carlotta, our new neighbor,” Mike simply sidestepped the accusatory part of Jan’s question and continued explaining, “she and her husband, Jim, have lived here a while. She just wanted to meet her new neighbors.” “Well, she certainly wanted to meet at least one of us.” Jan had overheard enough of the conversation through the bedroom window to recognize Mike’s flirtations. “Come on Jan,” Mike sounded a little put out, “She was just being neighborly and you know I can’t help being flirtatious with an attractive woman.” “So,” Jan seized the opportunity, “you did think she’s attractive, huh?” “Well,” Mike didn’t feel like beating around the bush anymore, “not exactly attractive, Honey,” he looked Jan in the eyes and spoke the frank truth, “sexy as hell would be a better way of describing it.” Mike caught Jan off guard and pretty much speechless so after a moment of silence he finished. “Isn’t it better to be honest? Isn’t it OK after 33 years of marriage to say what you mean?” Mike knew he might be better off to quit here but he was on a roll. He’d been walking a careful line every since Jan had decided that ‘they’ would discontinue their sexual explorations outside of the marriage a couple of years earlier. He hadn’t known just what had made Jan want to stop. He knew that she’d enjoyed the experiences just as much, if not more, than he had. She’d just simply decided to stop and her stopping necessitated his stopping too. “We might not be entertaining the possibilities of exploring new people sexually anymore, but I can still enjoy flirting with someone I find interesting and appealing, can’t I?” “Sorry Honey,” Jan realized that she’d really upset Mike and hadn’t meant to at all, “I just get worried when you flirt like that. I’m not sure why, I just do. But you’re going to do what you’re going to do. I don’t always like it, but I always liked that about you.” “Love you, Babe!” Mike grinned at Jan and stepped closer to her five foot seven inch body. “Love you too!” Jan pressed her nice large breasts against Mike’s strong chest and kissed him on the lips. Mike looked at his wife after their kiss. Her green eyes and her naturally curly auburn hair still attracted him greatly. He loved Jan and always had, but he missed sharing the adventures with her. Mike was turned on and he didn’t know if it was from the flirting with the woman next door or the kiss from his lovely wife. But it didn’t really matter. He took Jan by the hand and led her back into their bedroom in the back of the motorhome. There was very little foreplay. Mike was almost undressed by the time they’d gone halfway down the hall and Jan slipped her last garment off just before getting into the bed. They rolled into the bed together and shared a passionate kiss that long term married couples seem to omit from their lovemaking. As they kissed Mike reached up with one hand and fondled Jan’s full breasts and squeezed her large nipples as only he knew she enjoyed. With his other hand he reached down through the auburn pubic hair and found her very wet pussy waiting for him. He rubbed just enough to entice, then inserted his finger in just the right way that allowed him to rub her special spot. Jan felt Mike’s hands on her body and reached down with her hands and found his hardening seven plus inches. It felt wonderfully full and available to her and she quickly rolled the two of them over so she could mount this cock and have it replace his fingers in her wanting pussy. It’d been a while since they’d shared such a spontaneous, animal, lust for each other. It’d been too long since Jan had cum so quickly and more than once and she even had to admit to herself that she appreciated the neighbor creating the moment. But, she also felt that apprehension that she’d had for the last couple of years. “Well hello neighbor,” Carlotta was walking her little mixed breed dog and noticed Jan sitting under the awning in her favorite chair reading, “I met your nice husband earlier but we haven’t met,” Carlotta stepped closer to Jan’s chair and offered her hand, “I’m Carlotta.” “Hi,” Jan took Carlotta’s hand and responded, “I’m Jan. Mike told me he met you earlier.” “Oh yes indeed,” Carlotta had a natural and honest attitude about everything, “And you’ve really got a winner in that husband of yours.” “Are you married?” Jan wasn’t trying to sound like she was interrogating Carlotta but her words gave some hint to it. “Actually yes,” Carlotta completely sidestepped the obvious tension in Jan’s voice, “Didn’t Mike tell you? My husband, Jim, and I have been married for seven years now. He’s a bit younger but, then, what’s wrong with a girl enjoying a younger man? Hey, the old men have been doing it for years.” “So, he’s younger huh?” Jan’s interest had been peeked. “Just how old is he, Carlotta?” “He’s in his early forties, Sweetie,” Carlotta grinned from ear to ear, “That’s close to ten years younger than you and a bit more for me.” Carlotta’s eyes drifted to some private place as she added, “And oh the stamina of the young ones.” Jan couldn’t keep herself from laughing at Carlotta’s humorous way of describing her younger husband. Jan didn’t want to like this little bitch, but she did. She just had to add to the humor of the moment and repeated a slogan that Mike had often used himself about older men. “Mike always says that ‘he’s not as good now as he once was, but he’s better once now than he ever was’. And, you know, it’s actually true too.” “Well, after my brief meeting with Mike,” Carlotta smiled at her new friend, “I’ll just bet that it’s true.” “Tell me about Jim?” Jan pushed a chair over for Carlotta to sit in and Carlotta took it and sat with her little dog in her lap just as Jan had her own Yorkie in her lap. “Does he work?” “Well,” Carlotta was now comfortable with Jan and realized that she’d made Jan comfortable with her, “not exactly. Jim is a member of the Seminole tribe of Oklahoma. When we got married and moved back here he got a job with the Seminole museum here in South Florida. It doesn’t pay much or take much of his time but he also has a pretty good income for just being a tribal member. That, with my retirement is very adequate for us. Do you or Mike work?” “I’m a retired educator and Mike retired from a government job but still writes.” Jan hesitated then decided to explain further. “He’s written a lot of different things over the years but he’s recently gotten a couple of young adult books published that pay pretty well. We just decided to retire a little early and enjoy our motorhome. That’s why we bought this lot on Okeechobee.” “A published author, huh?” Carlotta smiled and nodded her head in approval. “I thought he was special. What other type of things has he written?” Caution flags began to pop into Jan’s mind. She’d really begun to feel comfortable with Carlotta and understood, now, just why Mike had liked her too. But, did she want to reveal this much to her? Did she risk Carlotta putting two and two together and discovering the past that Jan wasn’t sure she was comfortable with herself? “Well, he’s been writing for a long time. Long before I met him. Everything from poetry to adult stories.” Jan’s face must have blushed slightly and realizing it she tried to explain, “Very adult stories.” “Really?” Carlotta sensed Jan’s nervousness and decided not to go any further in that territory just yet. “Sounds interesting. Maybe someday I can read some.” Carlotta, to change the subject looked around and asked, “Where is that author of yours anyway?” “He had to go to town and look for some part he needs for the sewer hookup.” Jan reached over and placed her hand on Carlotta’s arm and teased, “why, isn’t my company as good as my husbands?” “Well,” Carlotta picked up on the teasing, “you are very attractive, Jan, “ Carlotta pretended to look up and down at Jan, “and you’ve got a body I’d die for…, but I’m just not into women.” “OK, so that’s another thing we’ve got in common.” Jan laughed showing that she was obviously beginning to totally relax in the company of this fun, older woman. “As much as Mike would like for me too.” “Him too?” Carlotta joined Jan in laughter. “Men! Do they all want their wives to be lesbians?” “Well, I think most do anyway.” Jan responded shaking her head from side to side, then adding, “I think they just want to have their wives find a woman for them to share too.” “Ain’t it so.” Carlotta chimed in. “So, why don’t we wives insist that our husbands be a little gay and find a man to share with us?” “Maybe some would.” Jan spoke before she realized what she might say and suddenly blushed with memories. “Yes,” Carlotta looked at Jan very seriously and added, “just maybe some would. Maybe some lucky wives might just have husbands that would.” Both women surveyed each other for several minutes. Nothing more was said along the lines but both women were definitely digesting the recent dialogue between them. They both seemed comfortable with the silence. They both seemed comfortable with each other. “Excuse me.” Jan heard the soft, sexy, voice behind her and felt a twinge in her heart. She looked first at her new friend, Carlotta, who quickly grinned broadly as she looked over Jan’s shoulder at the source of the voice. “Well, hi Sweetie,” Carlotta indicated with a nod of her head to Jan, “this is our new neighbor, Jan.” Jan quickly turned and looked over her shoulder at the man who’d walked up behind her. She saw his slender five ten or so frame. She admired his, almost pretty, but strong, Native American features. She drooled over his long, shiny, black hair and his gorgeous dark eyes below those thick eyebrows and long lashes. Could this be Ricardo’s brother? Jan thought about the first man other than Mike that she’d actually fucked since she had gotten married to Mike. Ricardo was a nice young Native American that she and Mike had met in Oklahoma a few years before. Other than a few couples that she and Mike had experimented with early in their marriage, Ricardo had been the first man that she enjoyed without having to share Mike with another woman. She felt that old desire deep inside as she looked at Jim. She wanted him just as she’d wanted Ricardo. In fact she’d wanted the husband of the first couple that she and Mike had experienced but the pleasure had been so mitigated by her not wanting Mike to be with the man’s wife. Selfish? Maybe, but it’s just the way she felt. Then, a few years ago she and Mike began to share again. She again felt ‘that’ feeling when Mike was with the other women but most of the new experiences had been Mike and her sharing men. It was different and felt good to her. But, she knew that it just wasn’t fair and decided to discontinue all of it. Mike had never complained but she just didn’t feel right enjoying other men, even if Mike seemed to enjoy it too, if Mike couldn’t enjoy other women. But as she looked at Jim…, as she remembered Ricardo…, she looked at Carlotta and wondered if she’d be OK with Mike fucking this cute little woman? Would she be OK with Mike kissing and caressing this little woman while she, Jan, savored this gorgeous young man? And, would Carlotta allow it anyway? Would Jim go along with it too? Would Mike be agreeable? Well, one out of three she was sure of! “Hello, Jan.” Jim repeated himself and kept his hand extended even though Jan hadn’t responded to his first two introductions. “I’m sorry,” Jan quickly stood and took hold of Jim’s extended hand, “I was in another world there for a second. I’m so glad to meet you, Jim.” “Well, I’d love to have been a fly on the wall in that other world.” Carlotta chuckled as she spoke. “And it was sure longer than a second or two. You’ll have to fill me in sometime.” “Oh,” Jan defended herself as best she could, “it’s just that Jim reminded me of someone that brought back memories.” “And, from the look on your face,” Jim smiled his appreciation, “I must have brought you some fond memories.” Jan blushed and, although still holding Jim’s hand, remained speechless. “Doesn’t she have a lovely figure, Sweetie?” Carlotta broke the silence. “Very,” Jim didn’t seem the least bit shy in surveying Jan, “very nice indeed. “Jan,” Carlotta spoke as if only Jan would be able to hear, “he’s into big boobs. It’s the one thing about me that he compromised on. He said he never had a preference for height, weight, or any other thing about women, he just likes big boobs.” Carlotta reached over and almost touched Jan’s breasts as she finished. “Like you have.” “Well, guess what.” Jan almost surprised herself when she shot back. “Mike prefers small breasts with long nipples.” “Really?” Carlotta seemed surprised. “You’re not just saying that to be nice? “ She thought a second then added, “How’d you know my nipples are long?” “I didn’t.” Jan spoke as she shrugged her shoulders. “I just spoke the truth. “Well, my new friend,” Carlotta spoke more or less in a joking manner, “perhaps we could make both of our husbands happy sometime?” Jan was still looking at Jim as she answered, “Just maybe we could.” “You liked Carlotta, didn’t you?” Jan asked out of the blue after she and Mike had finished the fried chicken dinner that mike had brought back with him from town. “Yes,” Mike sounded a little defensive but wasn’t going to lie, “I thought she was cute.” “I talked to her quite a bit while you were gone this afternoon, Mike.” Jan hesitated just enough to let Mike wonder where this was going. She loved playing him along like that. “I think she’s cute too, Honey. I liked her too.” “Really?” Mike raised an eyebrow as he looked at his wife. “I figured you’d crossed her off your ‘any chance for a friend’ list already.” “Well, she is likeable,” Jan spoke honestly, “and I realized that she’s just got a flirtatious nature like you.” Jan got that twinkle in her eyes and leaned in closer to Mike as she confided her true thoughts, “and Jim is adorable. He reminds me a lot of Ricardo.” “Oh!” Mike grinned from ear to ear with the realization that the monogamous era was about over. “So, just how do we get Jim away from Carlotta? She’s not going to relinquish her young stud without a fight.” “I thought I’d just use you as bait.” Jan spoke very frankly. “Mike, Carlotta has the hots for you. It was pretty obvious the way you two talked and also from what she said to me.” Jan gathered her thoughts before explaining more. “I think my problem before was seeing you with other women, Honey. It was just too distracting and made me so uncomfortable.” Jan put her hand over Mike’s mouth as Mike was obviously wanting to talk. “Let me finish, Mike. I enjoyed all the times with the men. I even enjoyed watching you with our men too. And, I know you enjoyed watching me with the men but I just don’t enjoy watching you with a woman. It’s just my hang-up. In talking to Carlotta today I think I began to realize just that. And, it’s not that you’re with a woman, it’s watching you.” Jan sorted over what she’d said before finishing. “So, I really want to have Jim. I know you’d like to have Carlotta and I’m pretty certain that she wants you. I have no idea about how Jim will go for this but Carlotta did make it clear, in front of him, that he wants larger breasts like mine. So, if everything goes well this evening?” “This evening?” Mike was in the dark. “What’s happening this evening?” “Oh,” Jan smiled, “forgot to tell you. I’ve invited the two of them over for after dinner, get acquainted to the new neighbors, drinks.” Jan got that glint of mischief on her face and added. “By the way, Mike, Carlotta has long nipples on those cute little breasts.” “How in the world do you know that?” Mike looked bewildered. “Let’s just say it came up in conversation.” Jan smiled and reached over to confirm what she’d suspected. That mike’s cock was getting hard. “And, if things work out I hope you have the opportunity to confirm that little tidbit of information in their motorhome tonight.” “Oh, so I’ve got permission to sleep over with Carlotta,” Mike stopped for a second before finishing, “that is if Jim agrees to sleep over with you here?” “Exactly.” Jan winked at her husband. “You don’t mind if it’s like that do you?” Jan hesitated before adding, “I’d really prefer not watching you and Carlotta. Maybe someday I’ll get over it but I really would prefer separate homes.” “Hey, if that’s what my Baby wants?” Mike kissed Jan on the lips. “That’s just what she’ll get. And, what the hey? I’ll be sucking on some long nipples and cute little titties myself. “And I’ll be enjoying a gorgeous young man.” Jan looked at Mike and promised one other thing, “And, Mike, I promise to try to get over my hang-up so you can see me with Jim sometime. Or, just maybe he’s into threesomes and Carlotta will let you and me borrow him once or twice?” “Maybe, Babe.” Mike comforted his wife. “But, don’t worry about me. I’m sure I’ll have a wonderful time with that cute little Carlotta. Now, all we have to do is convince them.” “Anyone for another?” Mike started to get up as he made the offer to refill the drinks. The two couples had been chatting for about a half hour as they’d sipped their first drink. Carlotta and Jim , but mostly Carlotta, had filled Mike and Jan in on just about everyone in the RV park. “I’m fine,” Jim covered what was left in his glass with his hand, “I don’t drink that much. “I’m fine too, Honey,” Jan duplicated Jim’s answer so as to keep on even keel with him, just in case. “I’ll have one for the road, handsome,” Carlotta held out her glass to Mike then added, “why don’t you fix us both one for the road.” Carlotta had caught everyone off guard with her comment and there was an awkward moment of silence. “Hey, at 60 I earned the right to call ‘em as I see ‘em. That’s one of the nicest things about getting more mature. Not having to beat around the bush anymore. That, and being a good judge of people.” Carlotta smiled at Jan and continued. “I’m just saying out loud what you’re thinking right now, Jan. And the fact is we both want to take each other’s husbands to bed for the night.” “Well, you’re certainly correct about me but what about the men?” Jan looked at Jim with some apprehension. “Unless Mike surprises me greatly,” Carlotta grinned at Mike who was already fixing himself and Carlotta new drinks, “it’s pretty much decided. Jim and I discussed it earlier and you two will be our third couple in the seven years we’ve been married. And I suspect we’ll be a bit higher number on your list.” “Well, a bit.” Mike teased Carlotta “Not that much higher,” Jan threw in with an attempt to protect her modesty, “and not in a long time.” “Nobody is making any judgments, Jan,” Jim reached over took Jan’s hand in his own, “I think it’s wonderful that you and Mike have managed to add this special treat to your relationship. When I first fell for Carlotta I held back on any long relationship. Mainly because I just couldn’t see a lifelong monogamous commitment. I’d actually rather be celibate as monogamous. As much as I loved her and wanted to spend my life with her I just couldn’t lie to myself as well as her. I’d actually run into this with a few other girls and that’s why I’d never married.” Jim had everyone’s full attention as he spoke. That’s when Carlotta admitted that she’d have more fun in the years since her first husband’s death than all the years of the marriage. And it was mainly because of the variety of sexual partners and adventures. She’d remained monogamous during those years and she realized just how much she’d missed out on.” “OK, Shakespeare,” Carlotta interrupted her husband, “I think they get the point.” Carlotta grabbed Mike by the hand and led him around the corner of Mike’s motorhome and started towards the door of her own. But, just before she got so far that her voice would be loud enough for others in the park to hear she added. “So, we came to the natural solution and made our marriage vows a little more open than most people do.” “Have you been happy with the arrangement?” Jan looked deeply into Jim’s dark eyes as she asked. “Yes, very much so.” Jim didn’t hesitate a moment. It’s just so nice to be so totally in love, so happily married, and yet know that I’ll never have to think about cheating like so many married people do after the new wears off. It’s worked very well for us.” Jim looked at Jan, saw the concern in her eyes and asked, “Have you and Mike had this arrangement for long? “We never really agreed to any arrangement like you and Carlotta,” Jan tried to be as honest with her feelings as possible, “but maybe we should have? Maybe we will tomorrow?” Jan thought a second more then completed her thought. “I think that just maybe Mike and I need to simply make some ground rules that we’re both comfortable with and make it a permanent agreement to our marriage, just like you’ve done.” Jan looked at Jim then added, “You and Carlotta are such a nice looking couple and seem so wonderfully happy together.” “You and Mike have been married a long time too, Jan.” Jim spoke very softly and sweetly. “You seem happy together and, Jan, you’re a very beautiful woman. I’m envious of all the times that Mike, and other men, have savored that beauty. And, I feel honored to be your next lover.” “I think we’d better go inside now,” Jan reached over and took Jim’s hand and led him to the front door of her motorhome, “we wouldn’t want the neighbors to see anything that they shouldn’t see.” Jan led Jim through the door and as it shut behind him she placed her arms around his neck and pressed her body into his. Their lips met and adjusted to each other’s newness only long enough to make the passion of their whole mouths and tongues more sensual. “Jan, I need to tell you something before we go any further.” Jim sounded so serious that it worried Jan. “What, Jim?” “Carlotta told me that you and Mike had probably forgotten to put the levelers down when you set up camp and that it was obvious this afternoon when the motorhome was rocking.” Jim grinned from ear to ear and Jan blushed and feigned a slap on the chest. Jim then went to the driver’s seat and adjusted the stabilizers properly before returning to ‘his’ Jan. “So, did it turn Carlotta on to know that I was having sex with her new object of desire?” “Actually it did, Jan,” Jim spoke in his usual quiet but assertive voice, “but we decided to defer our needs for what we hoped would work out tonight.” Jim paused then added, “And I’m so glad we did.” Again Jan and Jim melded together in a passionate kiss. Only this time their hands were exploring each other. Jan reached up and felt of Jim’s long soft hair, letting her hands run down over his shoulders with each caress. Jim let his own hands rest momentarily on Jan’s shoulders but quickly let them undo the buttons on her shirt exposing her sheer bra. As their mouths parted Jim let his mouth work down Jan’s neck to the cleavage between her neck and the bra. Jan reached around Jim’s neck with one hand and pulled him into her and with her other hand she unclasped the bra in the front center, exposing her full breasts to his advances. Jim took the opportunity to explore both completely. With both his hands and his mouth he devoured those beautiful breasts. As he sucked each nipple he could sense that Jan was on the verge of orgasm with the manipulations so he continued until she actually did cum and could take no more. “That was wonderful, Jim.” Jan sighed as they sat close together and relaxed a moment. “That was more than wonderful, Jan,” Jim reached over and carefully cupped her breasts again being careful with the overly sensitive organs. “They’re gorgeous.” “Thanks Jim,” Jan cood, “and tonight they’re yours.” Jan relaxed and allowed Jim to again begin to fondle her breasts. “But why am I the only one partially disrobed?” “You’re so right, Jan.” Jim stopped what he was doing with Jan’s breasts and stood up. He watched as Jan took over massaging her own breasts in his temporary absence. Jim kicked off his shoes and removed his socks. Then he slowly unbuttoned his shirt revealing his hairless chest and flat stomach with just the right amount of muscle on both. He removed his shirt and almost in one motion unfastened his slacks and let them fall to the floor. In another single motion, Jim, lowered his jockey shorts and stepped out of them and his slacks together leaving him standing in front of Jan completely naked and partially erect. “It’s so gorgeous, Jim!” Jan looked directly at the, even though not completely erect, long cock in front of her.” “You’re so gorgeous.” Jan reached out and took the olive colored cock into her hand and marveled at the feel and the size of it. As she explored it with her hands it began it’s growth to it’s full length. Jim had never been circumcised but the head of his cock was tapered enough that it easily slipped out of the hood as it passed the eight or nine inch mark that the hood allowed. Once completely erect you’d never guess that he was uncut at all. It was a beautifully long and slightly curved cock. “Can I put it between your breasts?” Jim moved towards Jan as he spoke. Jan quickly placed this magnificent cock between her soft breasts and using both of her hands squeezed her breasts together to hold them tightly against the beautiful cock. Jim leaned into her and began to thrust his hard cock up and down between her mounds until they were both panting and nearing climax. Jim, with the feeling of his cock being fucked by the unfamiliarly large breasts, and Jan just enjoying the fantastic cock that was worshiping her proud tits. When Jim’s cock exploded it spurted not once or twice, but several large amounts of seminal fluid all over Jan’s chest and even some on her throat and mouth. Jan licked as much as she could from her mouth then took his softening cock into her mouth and sucked for whatever was left for the taking. To both their surprise his cock made a miraculous recovery and it was only moments before Jan was completely undressed and that magnificent cock was so expertly fucking Jan again. Only this time Jim was on top of Jan on the sofa and his cock was buried deeply in her saturated pussy. Jim had already climaxed once and Jan didn’t know for sure how many times she’d already gone over the edge, but the two of them climaxed together again after a nice long, mutual discover of bodies, fuck. “Ready for bed?” Jan asked after they’d regained some energy. “Only if you agree that this is only the first of many tonight.” Jim helped Jan to her shaky feet and let her to the bed. “Agreed.” Jan answered under her breath as they moved, as one, down the hall. “Very many!” She added in a whisper. “Damn!” Mike reached up and grabbed the little ass that was at his face level as Carlotta climbed up into her motorhome. “That’s the cutest little ass I think I’ve ever seen.” “Well, sir,” Carlotta turned to face Mike and put her arms around him while he was still two steps beneath her, making them about the same height, “I’m glad you like it.” Then before Mike could respond Carlotta pressed into Mike and placing her mouth over his shared a very passionate kiss with him. “Umm,” Mike uttered through the long kiss, then just as their mouths finally parted added, “you kiss so great woman.” “And you too my handsome lover.” Carlotta again pressed her braless chest into Mike’s chest as they kissed allowing Mike to feel the long hard nipples that were trying to break through the thin fabric of Carlotta’s silken shirt. “Are you sure my ass isn’t too big for you?” “Carlotta, the girl who introduced Jan and I years ago is just about your size in every way. Now, I don’t know about her nipples but I’ve hoped that they’d be long, like I can see yours are.” Mike kissed Carlotta again before continuing with his story. “Anyway, I always wanted to fuck her. Jan knew and accepted it but I think it made her a little jealous and maybe had something to do with her hang-up about seeing me with other women. Who knows? But I do know that I want you, already, as badly as I wanted that girl all of these years. “Well, if you’d like you can call me by her name.” Carlotta offered seriously. “I don’t need to call you by her name because I’m already more attracted to you than her Carlotta.” Mike was telling the truth and had indeed lusted after this woman all day long. “Well, if you like you can call me what my other lovers call me when we’re sharing pleasures.” “What’s that?” Mike looked puzzled. “Carlittle!” “Why Carlittle?” Mike leaned back and looked at Carlotta, then laughed. “Oh because you’re so small.” “Yes, Mike,” Carlotta smiled very knowingly and added, “and you’ll soon find out that I’m very small everywhere.” Mike kissed her again then just had to get to those small breasts she’d referred to in her nickname. He unbuttoned the shirt and let it slip off of her shoulders to reveal the most perfect B cups with nipples that had to be between a half inch and an inch long. “Wow!” Mike admired them and then added just before taking the first one in his mouth. “Perfect!” Mike sucked them both just like you’d suck a little cock. And they seemed to respond just like little cocks too and got even longer and harder as he sucked. “Oh, Carlittle,” Mike enjoyed the new name, “you’re just so perfect.” “Don’t forget that there are other parts to me, Mike.” Carlotta pushed Mike back and slipped her slacks and underwear off exposing the most beautiful pussy and pubic hair that Mike could remember seeing. Under a fairly flat little tummy was a solid gray patch of hair and Carlotta’s pussy lips extended beneath the hair and looked so soft and suckable. As Carlotta pirouetted around Mike also saw just how nice a round her great ass was. “Oh wow!” Was all Mike could manage as he took in the absolute beauty of this wonderful woman. “Your turn.” Carlotta spoke with her arms folded in front of her concealing her fantastic little breasts. “What?” Mike didn’t understand. “Your turn to get undressed silly.” “Oh,” Mike quickly undressed in front of Carlotta showing her his broad shoulders and his hairy strong chest. As he lowered his jeans and took his underwear off Carlotta made it clear that she approved. She didn’t wait until they were sitting on the couch. She didn’t take Mike back to the bedroom or even pull him down to the floor. Little Carlotta reached up and placed her arms around Mike’s neck, jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist, then slowly lowered herself down onto his erect cock. It was one fluid motion but it was done so slowly that Mike could feel every centimeter of his cock being taken slowly. Slowly and so very tightly! Extremely wet but still so very tight. “Carlittle, huh?” Mike grinned as Carlotta began to rise and fall on his cock. “Now you know what only a few know.” Carlotta enjoyed her fucking of Mike knowing from past experiences that it was special and unique to men. It didn’t take Mike too long. It just wasn’t possible for any man to experience this position and this tightness for any length of time without cumming. “I owe you one, Carlittle,” Mike kissed her as he sat on the sofa with her still wrapped around him and his softening cock still imbedded in her tight little pussy. “No, handsome,” Carlotta corrected Mike, “you owe me many more than one.” Carlotta kissed Mike again and added seductively, “We’ve got all night, remember?” “Honey, I’ve got to be honest,” Jan kissed Mike as he came in the door the next morning and then finished, “I’m going to want more of this.” “I was hoping you’d say that Babe,” Mike grinned and kissed Jan back, “because I am too. I’m guessing that Jim was as good for you as Carlittle was for me.” “Carlittle?” Jan was quick to pick up on the slip. “You tell me about Jim first,” Mike led Jan back to the bedroom, had her lie back on the bed, and began to go down on her, and enjoy the evidence first hand, while she related her story.

My name is Will. Going into college, I was determined not to have a girlfriend. I was asked out a number of times my senior year of high school, but I turned everybody down. I just didn’t want to hinder myself in anyways as I became a college man, going out to parties and trying to get pussy every weekend. And that’s exactly what I did for the first semester of school, though the pussy was weak. I only had sex twice, and it was pretty bad both times. The chicks were drunk, I was drunk. It was just a waste of time, pretty typical frat party sluts. However, at the fall football games I had noticed Abby, one of the cheerleaders. She was small (the flyer for the squad) and blonde, with a nice build. Large B to Small C rack but the ass is really what got my attention. In the cheerleader skirt, her ass was out on display every time she did a move. I am not much of a football fan, but I went to every game to see her get launched by her fellow cheerleaders and to see her skirt fly up. Unfortunately, she was in none of my classes so the opportunities to see her were few and far between. Occasionally at dinner I would see her and frequently in the weight room, where she would do a lot of thigh and butt work, which came as no surprise to me because she was ideal in both categories. I would try to make sure I would come in when she was in. Her ass was so tight and firm in her small gym shorts and to see her glisten with sweat was enough to get me hard. I tried to do my best lift when she was around, which was squatting. She never seemed to notice though. In March, so well into the second semester, I was feeling desperate for some pussy, because it had been since October. My friends Dominic, Pete, and Tyler realized I was feeling a little down on account of me not getting any quality ass for a while, and decided they would take me out to the club where all the college students go. I knew that Abby never went to Chico’s but I was feeling desperate and I didn’t really think that anything was going to happen with Abby anyways. At this point, any pussy was good pussy as far as I was concerned. We went and this particular night, for no apparent reason, the place was out of control. There were people everywhere and the music was really loud. The girls had all come out and were looking bombing. The skirts were all tight and the tops all showed off the tits. I walked in and my boys and me knew we were in for a good night. We rolled over to the bar, picked up a few drinks and started talking. Dominic is a big black guy, so he of course found a little while chick that was into black dudes, so he went off. Pete is a varsity basketball player, pretty big star, so he went off with some girl with a black skirt and a white tube top, an outfit that just screamed “Fuck me.” Tyler was a little bit of a smaller guy and had to work for it a bit more than the others, but he soon was buying some bitch drinks and getting her drunk. They would go home together for sure. That left me alone standing at the bar, feeling like a real winner. Sipping my beer by myself made me feel so dumb. I decided to be “that guy” and went out on the dance floor by myself looking to find some drunk bitch to suck my dick in one of the back rooms. I walked up behind some girl with a girl in a tight little black dress and started rubbing up on her. To my pleasure, she did not spin around and wonder who the fuck was grinding their cock into her ass, but rather started grinding into me harder. First she would bend over slowly and start pushing her ass against me, then she would come up as she continued to apply pressure. After awhile she turned around and started grinding on me from the front. She was about 5’6”, which is about 4 inches shorter than me. She had big tits on a medium sized frame. The tits were framed nicely by a blue low cut shirt that revealed a lot of cleavage. She wore pants that were also tight fitting, classic clubbing clothes, and they made me horny to look at. She was a brunette, with short curly hair. I imagined her naked body through the clothes. The way she was moving up against me, consciously working my cock, I knew she wanted it. Names were exchanged, but I don’t remember what hers was, I was too drunk. What I do remember was what went down in the room that we took our beers into. She wasn’t interested in fucking, she said, but was very interested in seeing what I had to offer. With that she dropped down in front of the chair I was sitting in and slowly undid my pants. Painstakingly slow. I was already rock hard, and she was taking a long time, making it that much harder in anticipation. She was really enjoying teasing me, even though I don’t know how she was pacing herself while she was so drunk. Slowly she pulled down my boxers and started to move her mouth closer to my cock. With a gentle flick, she started working on the tip of my cock. My cock twitched. She ran her soft, wet tongue all around the top of the head, tracing a circle. I moaned a little, it felt so good and it had been so long. Smiling at my pleasure, she started to work her way down my shaft, licking and sucking it. She would also kiss it passionately, like she was making out with it. My cock was starting to throb, remembering what it was like to be swallowed, anxiously awaiting that to happen. But the girl had other ideas first- she arrived down at the base of my shaft and smiled. She was thinking balls. She began to stick out her tongue and leaned over to touch my sac with it. Her tongue by itself touched and massaged my sac. Soon she stopped and began to take each testicle in her mouth, rolling them around in her mouth, drenching them with hot spit and letting her tongue roll around them. As each was sucked, they began to tense up. She pulled her head out and spit on my balls and then on my cock. She was clearly into giving sloppy blowjobs, which is just the kind I like. The wetter the better. It was time for the big show. Now my cock isn’t huge, but it is about 7” and of pretty good girth, wider than average I would say. She slammed her face into my cock and started to take it down. Farther down. Farther down. Slowly, my cock was going completely into her face, and it was so hot and wet on my cock. She took it 5” of the way down and began to bob her head up and down. She began making humming noises, which sent the vibrations all through my cock. I rubbed her on the head in appreciation. “Oh yeah, I guess you liked that huh?” she said. “Yeah baby, keep sucking my dick,” I ordered. “As long as you want.” She went back to the dick, this time with the intentions of deepthroating it, which I didn’t know if she could do. 7” of cock is a lot to shove down your throat. She spat on it and rubbed it all over, lubing it up for the entry. After this, she began to take it down, slowly so as not to gag. The ride down was smooth, and she became confident she could take it all the way. She looked up at me and took it all the way down and she looked up at me, my cock buried deep inside her face. She pulled out for a second. “Fuck my face, Will!” she shouted. She was really getting into it. This was all the encouragement I needed. I put both of my hands on her head and thrust my cock in and out of her mouth. She made gagging noises as my cock slammed into the back of her throat. She had built up a lot of spit from working my cock, which flew out of her mouth and formed strings between my cock and her sucking lips. I kept pounding away. “Will, I want you to get off on my tits,” she said, and with that she whipped off her blue top and threw it on the floor beside her, leaving her kneeling in just her shoes and pants. “Alright, I’ll put it right on them, bring them over here to my cock.” I kept pounding my cock into her face, faster and faster until I told her I was going to cum. She got ready and I shot my load all over her chest, onto her big tits and nipples. I moaned and kept shooting the jizz I hadn’t released in so long, and she cooed with delight. After I was done she rubbed it around on her and put it on her fingers so she could lick it off. “Thanks, Will. Call me.” She gave me her number, which I promptly lost in a drunken haze. I don’t remember anything about where it went. The next morning I was feeling great. I had finally been able to get a woman to give me what I needed, and I felt like a new man for it. I rolled through my classes all week looking forward to the next weekend, hoping to keep the streak alive. I was feeling confident enough that I thought I might even make my move on Abby. On Thursday, I learned that there was a huge fraternity party and I was sure that Abby would be there. I decided I would drink until I was confident enough to make a move on Saturday night. Dominic, Pete, Taylor, and I left together for the party as we always did. We were inseparable until there was pussy, then it was every man for himself. We arrived at the front door of the fraternity house and though it was only 11:00, the place was jumping. Sigma Epsilon really knew how to throw a party. We went in and promptly walked to the keg where we each took our cup and filled it up. Now Sigma Epsilon had a reputation for throwing pussy-rich parties, and tonight was no exception. There were probably about 100 men and 160-180 women, an excellent ratio by our estimation. Since it was always easier to do in a pack, the four of us rolled out into the dance floor and started dancing. The girls had already been drinking for a while it seemed. Abby walked in. All eyes were upon her because she was looking incredible. Her perfectly toned legs were on display in a tight black skirt that stopped at about mid-thigh, hinting at her incredible ass. The legs looked incredible in her black high heels. You had to look closely to see the thong just above the waist of her skirt, but I am sure everyone saw it anyways. Everyone was watching her very intently. She was wearing a black top also that tied together behind her neck and left most of her back open. The front was a V-neck, which came to a point right in the middle of her tits, which were firm and high despite not being able to wear a bra with her shirt. A girl of her caliber didn’t need one. She had two friends in tow who were of course also extremely hot. One was redheaded with small breasts, but legs that went on forever. The rumor was that she loved to wrap them around guys’ heads. The other was a fellow cheerleader, with blonde hair and big C sized tits that were squeezed together by a push-up bra under a white tank top. They went over to the bar and were immediately approached by two black guys, starters on the basketball team. They were only talking for about 5 minutes when one of them put his arm around the blonde and they walked away. The remaining pair followed suit shortly after. There was no question what was going on. These girls loved to suck dick and they were going to deliver, and I was sure were looking forward to having a black guy. This left Abby alone at the keg and I decided to make my move. Fortunately, I was out of beer at this point and needed to refill anyways and gave me an excuse to go over to the keg right then. I strolled over and started up the conversation. “Hey, what’s up? Abby right?” I said casually. “Nothing, just got here. I have seen you around campus, what’s your name?” “Will.” I had been drinking quite a bit before I got to the party and was feeling pretty brave already. “You want to go out and dance.” “I’d love to,” she said and laughed. “You sure don’t waste any time.” With that we went out onto the dance floor, and I could not believe my good fortune. I felt like everyone was watching us, and all the boys wanted to slit my throat, which I couldn’t blame them for. Lucky for me, the song I didn’t know ended and “Drop It Like It’s Hot” came on, which is one of the best songs for women to dance freaky to. At least I think so; I have always had good luck with it. Anyways, Abby and I went out into the center of the dancing room, and she started to drop it like it was hot. And it was. Her ass swayed back and forth to the music, right in front of me, as she got lower and lower to the ground. The people in front of her must have gotten a good look at her thong, but I didn’t mind. I was starting to get her ass rubbed into my crotch, like the girl at Chico’s. Her completely black clothes were clinging to her body and I put my hands on her sides and got right on top of her. She was grinding into me and we continued like this for about 10 minutes, just grinding away, sweating and rubbing onto each other. Suddenly, Abby spun around. “Will, this is great, but it’s too hot in here for me. Want to get out of here?” “Sure.” I don’t even know why she asked. “Where do you want to go?” “My room. I want to change out of this.” “Hard to imagine you are getting to hot in that,” I joked. She laughed, took my hand and led me back to her room. I didn’t know what she had in mind, but I had a tough time keeping my cock from getting too hard. The anticipation was killing me. Upon entering, I went and sat down on the couch. She told me that her roommate would not be in at all that night, she would out fucking her boyfriend until the sun came up. I was glad to hear this, as I had a roommate that would not be leaving. To my surprise, Abby didn’t go into her connected bedroom to change, but came and sat down next to me. Though I couldn’t smell it at the party, the smell of her was sweet and soft. Her legs were touching mine as she crossed them. “I don’t want to come on too strong, and I have been drinking, but I have noticed you around campus and think you’re cute.” I was stunned. I was fairly attractive, but not leading-man type, so I was not used to girls coming on to me, let alone hot ones that I wanted. Before she changed her mind, I leaned over and kissed her. Her mouth tasted sweet and wet, and her tongue was fast. Our tongues wrestled as our hands rubbed each others’ backs. This was not to last though. Abby’s drinking had made her horny and she was not interested in wasting any time. She moaned. “Will, how big is your cock?” “Why don’t you find out for yourself?” This seemed to excite her further, and she slid off the couch, still in smoking hot partying clothes, and kneeled in front of me. She smiled wickedly as she unbuttoned my pants and slid them down. With my boxers still on, she mouthed my bulge, which was very big at this point. She teased it for a minute, then pulled my boxers off while I pulled off my shirt. Like before, she was not interested in teasing for too long. She immediately took my cock down her throat and started bobbing her head up and down. Though I missed the teasing and playing, I was so excited that I didn’t care. Her mouth felt tight and wet, and she sucked hard as if she really needed it in her mouth. “Oh Abby, that feels so fucking good. Keep sucking it.” She made a little gasp for air as she pulled off. “You like how that feels huh?” “Oh yeah baby, I love your mouth on my cock.” “Your cock tastes so good.” She started sucking again, working it harder and faster. She reached up and started fingering and rubbing my balls with her thumb as I reached down and started rubbing her tits. “Mmmmmm,” she moaned, which was all she could say with my cock in her mouth. With this she stopped and stood up in front of me, and smiled again. She was horny and she liked seeing my reactions to her seductive moves. She reached behind her head and untied the shirt. It came undone and she pulled it over her head and threw it on the floor, exposing her beautiful tits. They were as firm as I had imagined through the shirt. She then turned around and bent over, showing her sweet ass, which was my favorite feature. I have always been an ass man, but Abby was on a completely different level. She slowly, so slowly, pulled her skirt down leaving her in just her little black thong. Her ass was so tight, and I imagined myself pumping in and out of her. She walked over. “What do you think?” “I think I want to bang your brains out. Do you want me to get you ready?” “Oh, I have been ready since the party. I am fucking soaked, baby.” I reached over and started to rub her pussy through her thong. She was indeed ready- her thong was drenched. “Damn, you ARE ready.” She climbed on the couch and started rubbing herself all over me. Her skin was soft and smooth. She climbed up on top of me and put her tits in my mouth. I sucked on them hard and licked them. She started moaning and then said, “Fuck me Will.” “How do you want it baby?” “Doggystyle.” I loved doggystyle, I always found it extremely hot. I grabbed and flipped her over onto all fours and stuck my rock-hard cock slowly into her pussy. “Oooooooohhhhhh,” she groaned. “It feels so good.” I started in shallow, just moving in and out grazing the lips. I would do this a number of times, then push all the way in, balls deep. I had found this was a great method, as it feels like your dick is going even in farther than it is. It makes it feel like your dick is two inches longer. Her pussy was so wet, that my cock slid in and out easily with little friction. It was so smooth. It felt so hot and wet inside, she could not have had sex more than two or three times. It felt so good that I had to make sure not to cum too early. I slowed down the pace, went back to the shallow then deep trick, which held off my ejaculation. The most amazing part of banging Abby doggystyle was her ass of course. Unlike usual doggystyle fucking, her ass did not ripple at all. It was so tight and firm that it just stayed in place, more or less. I slammed my cock into her pussy harder and harder, seeing if I could get it to shake, but I was not very successful. All those times I had seen her in the gym had paid off for her, and I was reaping the benefits as her body was tight around my cock. After a while, she told me to keep slamming faster. “AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!! FASTER!!!! OH MY GOD, IT FEELS SO GOOD, I AM GOING TO CUM!” she screamed. I pumped my cock into her pussy as fast as I could, and I reached around and grabbed her tits, which were bouncing back and forth. Her moans increased in volume and pitch, and soon my cock was covered with her cum, gushing from her pussy. I had never fucked a squirter before, and it was everywhere, all over my cock and all over the couch. All her cum was so warm, my cock started to throb even more. She as loud as she could when she got off, which surely got the attention of her whole hall, which turned me on, but not nearly as much as what she turned around and said. “Will, fuck my ass.” “What? Have you ever done this before?” I asked. “Once, with an old boyfriend. It felt really good then. Stop talking and fuck my ass.” I had never done anal before, but I was excited to try it with a girl with as perfect of an ass as Abby. I got up from the couch and she turned herself around with her ass pointed out towards me. Her ass was right at cock-level. There was no lube, except for her cum that was still on my cock. I spat on my hand and rubbed her asshole, which was small and really tight. As I stuck my finger inside her ass, it clenched up and squeezed my finger. She squealed, and I couldn’t wait to see what that squeezing sensation would feel like on my penis. “Do you think your ass is ready?” I asked. “Only one way to find out. Put your cock in my ass.” Abby was more assertive than I would have guessed from seeing her around campus and I loved it. There was this whole dirty unseen side of her that I was one of the few to ever experience. I moved my cock towards her pulsing asshole, and placed the head on the outside but didn’t put it in yet. “You ready baby?” “Oh god yeah, I can’t wait to feel you in my ass.” For the first time in my life, I slid my cock slowly into her ass. It was incredibly tight, much tighter than her pussy had been or any pussy I had ever had. It felt like someone was pulling my cock into her, and the pull was strong. Her asshole tightened around my cock just as it did my finger. I started to go in and out, slowly at first. She gave out a little whimper of simultaneous pain and ecstasy. She was clearly very much in the anal. “Oh god Will, put it in there. Go hard.” I started working her ass harder and faster, just like she commanded. It was feeling so tight and good on my cock, but I didn’t want to get off just yet, I wanted to keep slamming that tight ass. I had heard that anal was painful for women, but Abby was enjoying herself more and more as we went along. My hips were slamming as hard as they could into her ass as she was bent over on the couch. “Get it lubed again, Will. It is starting to get dry.” I pulled out of her and spit into her ass and put my cock in front of her face and she spit on it. I went back in, and she moaned again. “That’s so much better.” I agreed and kept pounding. This went on for a while, but I couldn’t hold out any longer. “Abby, I am going to cum, where do you want it?” “On my face. Give it to me on my fucking face.” This was perfect, I had often fantasized on getting off on some bitch’s face. I pulled her off the couch and put her on the ground, kneeling in front of me. Despite my cock just being in her ass, she took it in her mouth and jacked me off with her hands. She worked faster and faster. “Ooooooohhhhh, that’s it baby, tell me where you want it.” “All over my fucking face, I want your jizz all over me.” I worked my cock faster and faster until I could not take it anymore. I tensed up and shot my cum all over her face, mouth, and at the very end I aimed down and got a little bit on her tits. There was a good amount of cum in her mouth, but some was also dripping off her chin and cheek. “Mmmmmm, your cum tastes good baby,” she said. “Glad you like it. You going to eat it all?” “Watch me.” And with that, Abby proceeded to swallow what I had given her. It all went down, even what had landed on hers tits. Who would have guessed that little Abby would be so cum-hungry?

The Confederate Army was only two days away traveling on foot. Several aircraft had already attempted to bomb the entrance to Solar City, but Béla and Lisa had teleported their bombs into space. Tabatha stood guard outside the time-shielded entrance into the mountain, listening with her mind for any intruders. She couldn’t feel anything and informed her team members that the community was safe from ground attack – at least for now. But the orbiting ship detected another formation of bombers coming. Tanya teleported up into one of the bombers. Of course, both pilots were startled at the stark naked blonde appearing between their two seats. Quickly checking over the console, Tanya reached out and pulled a lever opening the maintenance hatch below the cockpit. The air was suddenly sucked out of the craft and it began to dive. She vanished as the pilots grabbed desperately for their breathing tubes. She reappeared in another bomber and tapped the pilot on his shoulder. He turned around, amazed and stunned that there was a naked girl on his aircraft. “You see that plane going down?” she asked cheerfully, pointing out the diving craft she’d just left. Startled, the two pilots stared out, finally noticing the falling craft. They nodded. “Turn back or that’ll happen to you,” Tanya informed them, then she vanished. The two pilots stared at each other. “You see that?” one asked, dumbfounded. The other shook his head. “Blue Three to Command,” the lead pilot said into his radio. “Command,” a static-sounding voice replied. “We have one aircraft down and have received warning to turn back or be destroyed,” the pilot said. “Identify type of weapon used on downed aircraft,” the voice requested. “We have no indication of any counter strikes.” “Unknown,” the pilot replied. “All weapons screens are clear. The downed craft simply depressurized.” “What warning did you receive?” the radio voice asked. “We are monitoring all frequencies and have not received anything.” “We had an intruder on board who delivered the message personally,” the pilot informed them. “Has the intruder been captured?” “Negative. She vanished,” the pilot said. “You have your instructions,” the voice on the radio informed them. “Release your load over the target area and return to base.” “Yes, sir,” the pilot acknowledged. Tanya sat in the unoccupied navigator’s seat in a third bomber. She hadn’t been noticed by any of the cockpit crew yet. “Does that mean you’re going to continue the bombing run?” she asked, surprising everyone in the tiny cabin. “Grab her!” someone yelled. Another crewmember coming up from behind grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her. “Inform command we have a prisoner!” the man holding her said. “Are you going to continue bombing?” Tanya asked the man holding her. “You bet your sweet, naked ass we are, Slut-bod!” he sneered. The floor dropped out from underneath him and the air was suddenly sucked out of his lungs. He screamed and let go of the blond girl. As soon as he let go, he tried to grab her again, but she was too far away and he was falling too fast. “Save me!” he screamed. For the first time in his life, he didn’t appreciate the marvelous view of a girl’s naked ass as Tanya spread her arms and legs to bring her spinning body under control. “Why should I?” she cried down at him through the wind whistling by his ears. “I don’t wanna die!” he cried, barely able to draw enough breath from the thin air to yell at her. Tanya watched him fall. They seemed to be falling at about the same speed, but then they’d started falling at the same time, so that made sense. She twisted her arms, wishing she had wings like Béla, and flipped over. Her hair streamed past, whipping at her face and limiting her vision. She found that by closing her eyes, she could visualize the aircraft high overhead better than she could see it with the wind whipping up tears in her eyes like that. She teleported back aboard. “Turn back or die,” she told them. They simply tried to grab her again. She vanished. Reappearing in the aft end of the aircraft, she scanned over the cargo they carried. This was an old bomber, built sometime in the early twenty-first century before the Third World War. There were no nuclear weapons aboard, but there was enough explosive power in the conventional bombs they carried to wipe out half the state. Feeling inside one with her mind, Tanya found the detonator. It was set to go off on impact with the surface – the best way to start a cave-in inside a mountain stronghold. Making certain she had a good image of the detonator, she teleported aboard another aircraft – the one directly behind her in the formation. “Hi, guys,” Tanya chirped as she appeared between the pair of pilots. “Watch this!” She snapped her fingers. The craft ahead of them exploded and slowly, almost gracefully, came apart and fell away beneath them. “If you don’t turn back,” Tanya cheerfully warned them, “that will happen to you.” The pilot immediately banked his bomber hard out of the formation. “Blue Seven,” a voice crackled. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” “Ah, please be advised,” the pilot next to Tanya said, “we have been compromised. A highjacker has instructed us to turn back.” “Is the highjacker armed?” the voice demanded. “Uh, not that I can tell,” the pilot replied. “In fact, she’s completely naked.” “What the fuck are you afraid of then?” “Well, sir, she just blew up Blue Four by snapping her fingers!” Smiling, Tanya leaned down and kissed the pilot’s cheek. “Good boy!” She vanished. A moment later, another bomber left the formation. Only three were left. After one more exploded, the other two turned back. Tanya teleported out to where the man who’d grabbed her from behind was falling. He was unconscious now and tumbling, almost languidly turning over and over. They were only a few hundred feet up, now. Tanya grabbed him with her mind and placed him gently on the ground, then reappeared beside him. Timothy Harden woke up, surprised to be alive. “I don’t suppose you have anything to eat?” the naked blond goddess sitting next to him said. Sitting up, he frantically felt around his arms and legs. For an instant, Tanya thought he was actually checking for food, then realized with a laugh that he was simply making sure he was all there. “I’m alive!” he croaked, his throat raw from trying to breathe the freezing air at twenty thousand feet where she’d tossed him. “Yeah, for now,” Tanya quipped, not really interested in anything he had to say. “You!” he snarled and grabbed at her, knocking her onto her back. He yelped as he fell back to earth from twenty feet up. He attacked her again, his actions driven more by fear than hate, now. The next time when he fell, he broke his leg. “This isn’t how you treat prisoners,” he whimpered, finally recognizing the fact that he was the captive of this helpless-looking, extremely beautiful and very naked girl. “You’re talking to the wrong person about prisoner treatment,” Tanya said threateningly. “Not when you staked out my daughter!” The fear and hatred that appeared on his face let her know that it was a common practice in the Confederacy to execute people by staking them out in the sun, and, that he hated that practice. Tanya sauntered over to where the man had landed when he fell this last time. Even with the pain in his leg, he was almost overcome with lust for this perfectly proportioned blond goddess. She dropped down beside him. “Tell me why you’re here,” she murmured, behaving almost seductively toward him. “What’s it to you?” he asked, still believing himself superior to her. Tanya didn’t answer. She simply touched his cheek. Once she got past his lust for her, she could see that he was at the forefront of a larger force that was intent on rooting them out of their little mountain domicile. The soldiers were convinced that the people living in the mountain were the ones responsible for all the terrible things that had happened to the world these days. As Tanya could see into the airman’s mind, he could see into hers. He realized that she was simply trying to protect those she loved, just as anyone would. The fact that she seemed to think she had incredible abilities disturbed him. The girl was obviously a mutant of some sort. But he was having a hard time believing she was evil – her physical beauty and the feel of her mind as it brushed against his kept getting in the way of what he’d been taught about the mountain people. Tanya was surprised that she was attracted to this man. He was an enemy of her people and had tried to kill them, even as she had killed several of his comrades. “I have all the information you have in your mind,” Tanya informed him. “You have a choice. You can surrender or you can join us.” “If I surrender,” Timothy asked. “How will I be treated?” Tanya snorted. “I’ll just leave you here. We don’t need another mouth to feed!” “If I join you,” he asked, unable to resist, “how will you know I’m serious?” ‘I’ll know,’ Tanya thought into his head. Timothy’s eyes widened in newfound respect. She really did have power and it fascinated him. He was certain that she felt the fascination, too. They were meant for each other even though he was human and she was… God! He had no idea what she was! He only knew that he wanted to possess her. Tanya could feel this man’s lust for her growing. It was even stronger than the pain of his broken leg. He needed her. And she wanted him to devour her. Tanya wasn’t sure it was him she wanted, but she wanted, just the same – and he was there. Killing always set off that little pleasure button down there. Maybe it was the adrenaline rush… To take her mind off her tingling, horny body, Tanya put her attention on setting the airman’s leg and bracing it firmly so it could begin to grow back together. “How did we get here?” He asked. “We were falling… How did we fall out of the jet?” “You sure ask a lot of questions,” Tanya murmured, tearing a strip of his trousers off to finish tying off his leg brace. “You always naked?” he asked, dumbfounded by her casual behavior toward her body and mesmerized by those marvelous tits bouncing around in front of her all the time. “It was for shock value,” she said, sitting back on her heels. “If I have to kill someone, they deserve one final thrill. Being nude gives me an edge because a man won’t want to kill someone who looks like I do. He rather fuck me!” It seemed as though she was displaying herself for his approval. If that was what she was doing, she had his approval. “Are you going to kill me?” he asked, still staring at her breasts. Tanya laughed. “I told what would happen. What you decide will determine your fate.” “I would join your group,” he said, hoping that what he’d seen in her mind wasn’t some sort of trickery. “The Confederacy is wrong to fight you. I can offer tactical assistance to help you evade them. But I have a condition.” “We all have conditions,” Tanya quipped, “but we learn to live with them…” “That’s not what I meant!” Timothy said, disagreeably. “I have a condition you must meet before I join your group.” Tanya smiled, already knowing what his condition was. “I’m sure my husband would approve…” “You’re married?” he asked incredulously. “And he lets you run around like that?” “He insists on it!” Tanya said cheerfully. “In fact, when I’m not sexy enough, he whips me!” Timothy stared at her, convinced she was teasing him. That smooth, youthful flesh had never felt the kiss of a whip. Tanya’s whole body was attuned to the lust that the airman was broadcasting. She’d just teleported all over the place, blown up two bombers and disabled a third without getting so much as a scratch on her. Her body was hungry from the excitement and the energy drain. And when she was hungry, she got horny. If she couldn’t eat, she wanted to fuck. “I don’t suppose you have anything to eat?” Tanya asked, not certain if she’d mentioned food before. “No,” Timothy murmured. “What are you going to do now? I can’t walk like this, and I doubt if you have any transportation nearby.” “Why do you think I don’t have transportation?” she asked. “You think I’m gonna walk out of here?” “You have a cache nearby,” he reasoned, “someplace to get out of the sun?” Tanya didn’t answer. She just looked at him. He was still lusting at her and there was an odd bulge in the front of his khakis that looked really interesting. Concentrating hard, she managed to grasp a single thread with her mind and pulled it out of the physical universe. Timothy was watching the stacked blonde sitting with her legs folded under her in the dirt, admiring her incredible body while he waited for her to do something. He was certain that, if somebody didn’t do something soon, his cock was going to rip right through his pants. It was really getting uncomfortable. ‘Why torture yourself, you stupid jerk? Look somewhere else! She's not gonna…’ He felt his trousers rip. ‘Oh my God! It really happened!’ Red faced and unable to do more than gasp, Timothy saw his cock spring right out of the tear in his uniform. He quickly grabbed hold of it and tried to tuck it back inside his pant leg. He became even more embarrassed when he realized that his efforts made it appear as though he was jacking off. “My, you certainly have a unique way of propositioning a girl,” Tanya smirked. “Does that work very often?” “Uh, yeah… No! What…” he sputtered, not knowing what to say. He fell back on an old habit – becoming defensively angry. “It’s your fault – running round like that! Bare-ass naked…” Tanya waited, amused at his defensive posturing. He didn’t finish the sentence; his manners asserted themselves just in time. “Need some help with that?” Tanya asked, getting up and sitting down beside him. “Not unless you have a needle and thread on you,” Tim replied, unable to resist admiring her sleek, sexy body as she sat closer to him. He groaned with need as her boobs bounced in front of his face when she sat down. “You sound terrible!” Tanya cooed. “Let me take care of you for awhile.” She reached out and pulled him across her lap, cradling his head on her left breast and arm, his shoulders and upper back supported by her thighs. Now that he was less than an inch away, he noticed that she smelled just a little stressed. There was a scent of perfumed soap beneath that. He began to breathe more heavily as Tanya opened his shirt. His buttons were already gone; his shirt having been torn open when he ‘fell’ out of his plane. She was unfastening his khakis now, ignoring his waving cock just inches below where her fingers were working. “Okay,” she sighed, having fun messing with his mind, “you should feel better soon. Your trousers were too tight.” As she moved her hand away, she ‘accidentally’ brushed her fingers across the tip of his cock and looked, seeming to be surprised at the encounter of her flesh against his. “My, you do have a problem,” she snickered as she leaned closer to examine it. “Um!” Tim moaned as her left nipple brushed against his lips. “Oh!” Tanya exclaimed softly as she felt the man’s breath, then his tongue, on her nipple. Please with how the afternoon was turning out, she stroked her fingers up and down on his cock once, then said, “Shouldn’t we be introduced first? I mean, before we fuck each other’s brains out…” Releasing her wet nipple, Tim murmured, “Name’s Tim,” then went back to sucking on her nipple and raised his other hand to her other breast, as well. “Mmm! Make yourself at home, Tim,” Tanya moaned as her breasts fed tingling sensations down her body, making her tighten her stomach in anticipation. “I’m Tanya.” She was definitely playing with his cock, now. Tim started to roll just a bit to make this gorgeous girl’s other breast more accessible, then winced in sudden pain as his leg let him know how able-bodied he really wasn’t. Tanya felt him jerk and, as gently as possible, laid him flat on the ground. As she stood up, Tim gasped, unable to resist staring at her. He could see that she was wet between her legs and she smelled… Oh God! That intoxicating smell… She's sexually aroused! My God! She's really going to let me fuck her! Still mesmerized by how perfect her body was, he watched her step over him, straddling his midsection. Her moist, bare pussy lips seemed to open by themselves as she squatted down, obviously intent on landing right on his cock. Tim winced and cried out as Tanya’s soft rump bounced against his broken leg. Tanya stopped suddenly, then moved forward onto her knees. Most of her weight was being held by her thighs pressed against his hips, now, Tim’s cock pressed between their bodies. He could feel the wet warmth of her pussy press down, her slit lined up perfectly along the length of his cock. “Su…” he gasped as Tanya slid forward a bit more, covering the head of his cock with her moist heat. She raised up a bit and his cock seemed to ‘twang’ straight up into her pussy. She dropped down with a sigh, her eyes closed. ‘Yeah, that’s it! Fuck ’im!’ Tanya blinked her eyes open at the unruly intrusion into her mind. ‘Beat it! Go away!’ she thought furiously at Lisa. ‘I get him next…’ Lisa called out. “Damn!” Tanya said aloud, looking around and not seeing an intruding Lisa. The little pest is dreamwalking! ‘Just making sure you don’t get killed – again…’ “What’s wrong?” Tim asked, watching and feeling this fabulous babe bounce up and down on his cock. “You ready to travel?” she asked, looking down at him. She sounded annoyed. “What? Now?” he asked, not understanding at all. “Yaahh!” he yelled as everything went dark. As his eyes adjusted, he realized that he was inside a building somewhere and the hard, uneven ground beneath and digging into his back and buttocks was now replaced by a soft mattress. He stared up the girl riding him, realizing that she hadn’t missed a stroke while she somehow, miraculously, transported him to what was probably her little hideaway in the wilderness. “Where is it?” he asked, bewildered. “What?” Tanya asked, surprised that he didn’t ask, ‘Where are we?’ “Your device,” he said, clarifying his question. “How you got us here.” “There isn’t one,” she said, simply. “I can teleport.” That first part wasn’t strictly true – the Focal Press was at the other end of town in the warehouse where their food and supplies were kept, but only the Praetor could operate it. “So you’re the one that’s been stealing our supplies?” he asked. “There are rumors of a sexy blond girl stealing stuff out of our warehouses…” “That’s me,” Tanya grinned, still bouncing up and down on him. “Do you really fuck all the guards you meet until they pass out?” he asked, remembering the tales he’d heard about this blonde witch. “What do you think?” she asked, amused that she had a reputation with these people. “You drug them?” he asked, not having any idea how she did what people said she did. “I distract them,” Tanya said as her body started to distract her. Tim stopped talking as he noticed her orgasm approaching. Tanya was picking up the pace a bit, her eyes closed as she concentrated on the erotic sensations radiating out from between her legs. Timothy hoped she finished soon. She was bouncing pretty hard and rocking the bed, making his leg hurt. He realized that he wasn’t going to be able to come, even though he’d never had his cock up inside anything as good looking or as enthusiastic about fucking as this blond girl on top of him. Tanya threw her head back, displaying her smooth, too-thin belly, ribs and breasts to him as she climaxed. He could feel her pussy rapidly clenching him as it tried to suck his cum right out of him. His cock responded and he realized that, if she could have kept going, he might have been able to come despite the pain that was becoming increasingly worse. A slender, female arm shoved Tanya to one side, toppling her off his still-hard dick. “You’re done!” Lisa chirped. “My turn now!” Timothy looked, stunned. There was another naked girl on the bed! This was a brunette – smaller built, but still, with nice breasts. They jiggled wildly as the girl slammed her pussy down, surrounding his cock with a drier, but hotter cunt than the one he had just fucked. “Won’t be dry for long,” she assured him as she began humping up and down. The wild brunette was much more energetic than the blonde had been. His leg was really starting to throb now. ‘Do it like this,’ the girl riding him suggested in his mind. He watched as the pain in his leg began to spread, then cried out fearfully as pain overwhelmed his senses for a moment before it dissipated through his body. Then he could feel inside his body. It was different than anything he’d felt before. He could see, as well as feel, the break in his leg bone as it moved with the dark girl’s motion. Cells were complaining and being damaged because of the rough bouncing they had to endure. “Oh, sorry,” the brunette murmured as she immediately quieted down. “I didn’t notice the leg.” She closed her eyes, concentrating. In his state of heightened awareness, Timothy could see her examining his leg with her mind. He could feel the wonder in her mind that she was even doing this. She’d never been able to control her sensitivity to this degree before without frying whatever she was looking at. She was accustomed to siphoning minute amounts of energy from a power source that could only be measured in megatons. ‘Both these girls are mutants,’ he realized, not without some fear, ‘but are they evil like we’ve been taught?’ As they both looked at the break, Timothy felt something shift in the dark-haired girl’s mind. A single dark splotch appeared along the break and spread along his bone tissue. Wherever the darkness touched, his bones grew back together. It took three little splotches of (whatever) to go completely around the break. “There!” the girl riding him chirped. “That should last awhile. How ‘Evil’ does that feel?” She immediately began pumping up and down, levering herself with her arms as well as her legs. For some reason, his leg wasn’t paining him so much now, so he was able to enjoy watching the little brunette fuck herself crazy on his cock. This time, he came, too.

Lake Eufala, Oklahoma in the summer of 1982 was the premier place to be. I had finished my second year of teaching at Ardmore and was taking in some R & R the first week of June. My Uncle had a cabin on the lake that he said I could use the first week of June, so here I am. I was a child in Ada when they had started working on building this lake. It is reported to be the largest freshwater-man -made lake in the world. It is huge and one of the most enjoyable lakes I had ever been on. The first day I had spent fishing for bass in a small jon boat with a 5hp motor, and a trolling motor as well. My score for the day was me-0 and the 3. I pulled up to the small boat dock that led to the cabin. It was still early, about four in the afternoon when I got unloaded. I went on into the cabin to shower, with plans of maybe going to get a steak to grill later on that evening. I had just finished a well needed shower and was enjoying the a/c in my cut-offs and t-shirt when someone knocked on the door. Upon answering the door, I found two girls looking up an t me and a little frightened. The older one, probably 17-18 asked, "Mr., could we use your phone, we think grandma is having a heart attack? " I motioned for them to come in and pointed them to the phone. I asked the yopunger one to go with me back to their grandmothers' house, to which she complied. The little trailer house next door was just about hid out from all of the trees and brush along the pathway, running, we got to the door and found their grandmother siitting on the porch, breathing heavily, and very confused. It did appear to be heart related and we talked to her enough to get her to calm down a little. Her breathing was labored, and she was sweating heavily. The older of the girls had made it back and said an ambulance was on the way. What semed like for ever was in reality about seven minutes as the ambulance sped up to the driveway and began their rescue efforts. After several more minutes of working and debating, the head of the EMT unit had decided to call for careflite, feeling the woman needed to be in Tulsa or Oklahoma City. Her doctor agreed she shouild be flown in to Oklahoma City. They told the girls their grandmother was stable, they really felt she should bet taken to a hospital that could better see to her needs. They were also informed they could not ride with her, but would have to make arrangements to get to the city. Trini, the older of the two asked to use the phone again, while her sister, Gaylee stayed with their grandmother. In talking with Gaylee, I found they were adopted sisters, and were staying with their grandmother for a few weeks. Their step parents were on a cruise to the Bajamas and were not due back before June 10th. Gaylee was 17 and her sister was 19. Both were recognizably of American Indian descent, Pottowattomie, she said. The helicoptor was landing across the way in a vacant field when Trini returned. She said nothing until her granny was loaded up and was on her way, then asked, "Could you take us to the city, please?" It was going to be a long night, I figured, but agreed. They said they would be over by the house and ready to go in about 20 minutes. Being on the southeastern side of the Lake, I figured it would take a good solid hour to get to the hospital, so for the benefit of the girls, I figured I would wait to get to Oklahoma City, then look for something to eat. It was straight up six p.m. when we left out for the big city. The girls had their baggage and overnight cases which filled the trunk of my Audi. They actually lived on the northern edge of Oklahoma City, so in essence, they were really going home. Trini said she would be a sophmore at OSU in the fall. Both of the girls were pretty, with dark hair and reddish brown skin, and the darkest brown eyes I have ever seen. We small talked most of the way, and the trip seemed to be very short. At 7:05, we were pulling into the parking lot of the hospital where their grandmother should be. They were told everything was all right for the moment, but that it was indeed a heart attack and there would be people in and out all night long to evaluate and care for her until her doctor could assess the damage and plan of action. After being able to see her, they agreed they needed to go home. Trini could use her mothers' car and I could get on back, If I would drop them off. again, I agreed and we were off again. We stopped at a Whatburger for a burger and fries before leaving the hospital area. By 9:00 p.m. i was pulling into their driveway. Gaylee was asleep in the backseat. I started to wake her up but Trini stopped me. "If you have time, let's go in and visit for a spell. I'll mix us a drink and we'll relax a little, and thanks for all of your help." I followed her into the modest brick home. sitting on a barstool in the kitchen island. We nursed our Crown and Coke. We were just about ready for another when Trini sat down next to me and asked me point blank, "Have you ever fucked an Indian before"? Before I could answer, she began loosening her jeans, standing up, they fell silently to the floor. Her plaid blouse was next, followed by her bra and panties. "Crown always makes me horny, she said, and I want you so bad to fuck my pussy. I am already wet, and need you inside of me now." Her dark pubic hair did little to hide the wet pinkness that was being shown to me as she used her hands to easily spread her pussy lips apart. I could already smell the ardour of her excitement as it lingered in the stuffy air of the empty house. My cock sensed it was needed for use as it began to gain length because of the floor show and the smell of sex lingering heavily in the air. She decided to move our encounter into her bedroom, so she easily gathered up her clothes and off we went to do the dirty. She was laying flat on her back when I managed to get out of my clothes. Sheepishly, she played with her pussy as I sat down beside her and leaned over and kissed her puffy nipples. Something about puffy nipples and wet pussies just make my dick extra hard, She noted as I mounted her, "That cock looks really stiff." With both legs wrapped around my hips, and her arms around my shoulders, I guided my staff into the wetness of her elasticlike pussy ring. She was already about to spurt her first round of love juices before I had made my second plunge into her horny hole.Her long fingers gripped my arms is ecstacy as she whimpered and seemingly froze as she expelled her first wet labor of love. Her legs were locked around my waist in climatic convulsions as her pussy spat and sputtered her cum load. She was wanting on top to ride me like a horse, so we changed positions. She definitely was no stranger to fucking as she sat down easily on my pulsing peter. With her knees clinching my hips, and her hands flat on my chest, she began her up and down motions. Each of he thrusts shortened the amount of time I would be able to keep from exploding deep in her cunt. Her wetness was pooling on my pubic area and running down my aching balls. Her pussy was gripping, forcefully sucking at my erection. It had been sometime since I had felt that much passion in fucking. Her second cumming wasn't as forceful as her first. Silently, she lay forward on me as her sweltering snatch spat out a fresh load of cum. My now saturated balls were building up the internal pressure, almost ready to relieve themselves, when she decided she wanted me to fuck her doggie style. Within seconds, she was on her knees, belly flat, and ass in the air. Almost instantly, I was behind her, guiding my love lance into her welcoming well of love. WIth each plunge into her honey pit, her asshole seemed to wink at me. I managed to get a finger up her ass and with each thrust into her glory depths, I would move my finger in her asshole. She was now delerious in ecstacy, her silence was now broken by an unfamiliar language, which appeared to be urging me on. Her third and final orgasm sucked the passions right out of my cock. Our passion juices mingled somewhere deep in her belly. When I removed my finger from deep in her asshole, she went limp, face down in the pillow. My hardness was shrinking in her tunnel of lust and the merry juices of joy eased out of her plundered crack. I was still mostly inside her twitching twat when she convulsed one more time and my ejaculation fluids were purged from her body, as was my spent cock also. We rested briefly, then went about the business of getting cleaned up and dressed. Nothing was said as I went outside and woke up Gaylee. Trini was calling the hospital to check on grandmother as I managed to get Gaylee awake. By the time we got inside, Trini was trying to reach her step parents to let them know things were okay so far. It seemed as if I could safely return to the lake. It was after midnight and both girls insisted I stay the night. Trini mixed us another drink and one for Gaylee as we sat around and small talked for a while. Gaylee was talking about her soon to come first year of college at Mid Western, when she just blurted out, "Do I get a chance to fuck you like my sister did?" Everyone was quiet monmentarily. Gaylee the laughed and posed the question, "You really didn't think I was asleep the whole time ya'll were fucking, do you? I waited for a few minutes before I came in, I saw ya'll making the journey to the bedroom and followed and watched. It made me so, so horny, in fact, I had to get out of my panties because they were so wet, see?", she pulled her jeans down, showing us her pantiless pussy. I looked at Trini, she just shrugged her shoulders and said, "You can fuck him if you want, just do not blame me for it if anyone finds out." Gaylee shed the rest of her clothes and came and sat in my lap, totally nude. Her breasts were taut and her nipples already har with excitement. I began sucking on the as Gaylee kissed me on the neck and shoulders. My hand found her soft, damp pussy and easily , my forefinger slid up into her tightness. With my finger in her love cave, I used my thimb to easily rub her pink chubby clit. She squeezed her knees together in delight as I felt her gentle squirt of ardor ooze from out of her quivering cunt. My rising cock yelled for release from its ensnarement. Gaylee unzipped my cut-offs and and released my throbbing tool> She easily slid the skin up and over the swoolen head of my dick. Neither of us heard the phone ring as she eagerly mounted my tool and plunged swiftly upon its length. While Trini spoke to here parents on the phone. my cocked reamed Gaylee's pussy.Her pussy, like he sisiter's was tight, but juicy. She wasn't as well versed in the fine art of fucking like her sister, but she made up for it by the way she moved around as she sat upon my length.Her tight twat was squeezing my ckck and her gentle pushing made it hard not to fire my cum load. Trini was back from her conversation, looked at us and smiled and said, " Ill be back." Gaylee was primed again to blow her wad as I easily continued my rubbing of her clit. Her rounded ass cheeks bounced with every forceful movement of my cock inside of her pussy. Her second round of ecstacy was very different from the first. She sank her fingenails into my shoulders as she groaned and bucked as her stuffed hole gushered out her spent climatic juices. Her silky wetness was now prominently gathered in our pubic hair. Each push and pull generated a soft sucking sound. The sound was so erotic itself that it was on the verge of making me cum. Then , she gasped and shook climatically as her last dam of water broke, saturating me, her, and the sofa. She trembled and shook for a few seconds, then, her spasming pussy sucked my cum out of my balls, sucking my cream deep inside her still tight pussy. For several minutes, her pussy would spasm occasionally and spit some of its glorious goo from her gash. We were both exhausted as my shrunked rod slipped from her love slickened hole. We clung to each other, enjoying the aftermath of our lovemaking. She finally got up and wandered off to clean up. I took the opportunity to refresh my glass of Crown and Coke. Trini stepped back into the kitchen dressed only in a robe. The front was open and she made no moves to close it. "Ya'll looked real hot while you were fucking, It made me horny again," she said. "Would you rub my clit till I cum?", she asked. "I promise it won't take long, then we will all rest," she said emphatically. Moving over to me, she spread her robe aand guided my hand to her twat. I easily slipped my forefinger into her tight pinkness, then began to use my thumb to tease her clit. Her breathing increased rapidly as I cavorted between her clit and pussy. I then stuck my third finger into her puckered asshole and with my two fingers and thumb, milked her glorious gash of its velvet wetness, feeling her cringe slightly, then the warm wetness in the palm of my hand. She tip toed up to kiss me and said, "Thanks for everything." I went on to clean up. Upon my return, both Trini and Gaylee were in the living room, finishing their drink. Trini looked at me and said, "You are one lucky guy tonight, you get to sleep with both of us."

The Oklahoma sun was intenet on burning us out, I was thinking, as I drove up into the garage to unload my yard equipment. Mowing lawns for extra money is not usually too bad unless the temperatures stay over a hundred degrees for several days. This was the case back in 1980. I had just graduated college and was set to join the work force as a business teacher in Ardmore. However, some of my old lawn accounts had called and were needing their yards done, so I relented to help them out for the remainder of the summer. I figured by the next two weeks the sun would burn most of the yards up, so I wasn't going to have to do them many more times. Just as I had finished unloading, Mrs. Baker pulled up behind me and got out of the car. With a smile and not much more on her bikini clad body, she handed me my watch that I had left on her work table in her garage earlier that day. I thanked her for returning it and was just about to ask her in when she came up to me and kissed me on my cheek. her hands sliding down and fondling the front of my jeans. "I think you and I should go take a shower," she said. I was alittle taken back, then caught myself thinking about how she would be in bed. She was in her mid forties, married with two boys about 8 and 10 years younger than me, and a husband who was known to be a rounder. She followed me inside and went to the bathroom and said, "I'll get the shower ready." By the time I made it in the bathroom, she was totally nude, her tits, slightly sagging, but rather goodlooking. Her brown pubic hair covered a most perfect looking pussy. We got into the shower together and spent about twenty minutes soaping each other down and spraying each other off. We took turns drying each other off and made our way to the bedroom. "You know, I have been wanting to fuck for several years," she confessed, "even when you were still in high school, I had dreams of one day fucking youi," she revealed. My hormones were kicking in as we fell onto the bed. She eagerly kissed me on the lips. I was on top of her, my cock now aching to feel that supernal thrust into her wet pussy. There would be no foreplay. With one of her legs on each of my shoulders, I easily slid into her hole of affection, feeling her pussy walls stretching with the complete entrance into her steamy snatch. OH, MY GAWD, THAT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!!!", she exclaimed as I began a rise and fall into her glory hole. I took turns sucking here hardened nipples and eagerly squeezed her tight ass cheeks with my hands as she cavorted and groaned in ecstacy with the passion building deep in her body. Her pussy was now sloppy wet with her joy juices as I rolled her over. With her knees tucked beneath her belly, and her ass in the air, I shoved my stifness back into her pink hotness. "OH, HOLY SHIT, FUCK MY PUSSY UNTIL I CREAM, OH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK MY SLUTTY HOLE!!!" SHE WAILED. Her open wantonness and her pent up desires made it hard to keep from squirting my fluids all over the place, How ever, I finally fouind that sweet spot, where my desires were held in check although she was now in the middle of her third orgasm. The soft sucking sound of climatic juices became the only sounds, other that her low moans of satisfaction at what the tempered hardess of mine was doing to her. Finally, I squirted my cum load deep in her pussy, just as her fourth orgasm took over. Her trembling body and quivering love hole seemingly were sucking my cock with pleasure unmatched before. Our passion juices collided deep inside her. My dick was now soft, but still inside the warmth of her still pulsating pussy. Her spasms were lessened now, but the warmness of her spasmodic reactions felt good to my softened staff. She was oozing our love juices from around her puffy pussy. I began to easily finger her puckered up asshole with my forefinger, finally getting in to the first knuckle. I wet my other fingers from her oozing slickness and then easily slipped two of my fingers deep into her rectum. "OH, HOLY SHIT, THAT FEELS OH, SO, GOOD!!!," she groaned, still on her belly with her kness pulled up into her chest, and her ass, a perfect target for my insertions. "Are you ganna fuck me in the ass?", she queried. "OH, YES, MA'AM!!!", I extolled. My balls were starting to fill up with cum again as my captured cock started to regain its hardness. Her pussy was starting to quiver again in lust, as I began slow in and out motions in her fresh fucked hole. Two of my fingers were buried deep into her anus as my balls slapped a methodical rhythm on her ass cheeks. Her first release of her pent up desires almost caused me to lose rhythm. She had both hands on her hips, spreading her ass cheeks and urging me to go ahead and get my prick inside her anxious asshole.With my fingers now removed, I withdrew my sword from her swealtering sheath and began to easily insert my wet hardness into her anal cavern. She was now in in between pain and eroticism as she screamed, "OH, NO, IT HURTS SO BAD, BUT FEELS SO DAMN GOOD. STOP, NO, DON"T STOP, PLEASE CUM IN MY ASS, OH,SHIT, FUCK MY TIGHT ASSHOLE!!!" With each plunge into her dark hole, her hole would respond a soft sucking sound. It was delightful hearing the soft sounds of her asshole getting fucked, along with the drizzles of cum that would escape her pussy each time she reached a climax Then came the big one. "NO, NO,NO, OH MY_YYY!!!', she revelled as my cum shot squirted deep in her bowels. It was seventh heaven as my cock erupted its passion juice, just as her pussy spat out a load of cum.Her tight asshole forcefully expelled my shirnking member, shortly afterward her slippery snatch fliuds drizzled out her ass and onto her thighs. in a few short minutes, we were about back to normal, she insisted on another shower before she left. Once again, I found myself getting showered off and dried off by this woman who would come over every few weeks after that and we would enjoy an afternoon of sexual delight and a few mixed drinks. I was liking Ardmore more and more.

My name is Garret; at the time this story took place I was 15. I must admit, I was never a popular child. Maybe it was my attitude, or my way of thinking. Though when this day took place, I felt rather lucky, rather popular. “Garret, hurry up; I don’t want you late for school!” Shouted Maureen, my “Mom” “Yeah, yeah. Shut up, bitch.” I mumbled as I brushed my hair in front of my eyes for that “Fuck off or I’ll devour your soul” type of look. I leaned down to pick up my Bag when I noticed Kate, my older sister, staring in at me. “Hey, Emo-fag.” She looked at my attire, the same I wore yesterday. I gave her the finger and rolled my eyes. “Fuck off, Kate. Oh wait, you’ve done that one already.” I leaned forward to give her a love tap on the cheek as I shoved by her. “I’ll have Joshua kick your ass, Garret!” She said as I placed my rear atop the Stair Railing and slid down. “And how ever will you pay him, a nice Sucky Sucky?” I passed by Maureen. “I’m outta ‘er.” I was about to open the door though I was drawn to a halt by the Mega-Bitch. “I’m taking you to school today, I don’t want you ditching.” She opened the door and insisted that I go out first. I sighed, stepping out into Spring day. “Oh, isn’t it lovely out, Garret?” Maureen asked, trying to make me seem normal for once. “Just open the door, Maureen.” I tapped my foot impatiently as she Unlocked the doors. Maureen placed the key in the ignition and gave her first attempt to start the SUV up. “Go-“ She stopped herself from saying it. Lately the bitch has been searching for some sort of God or spiritual release from all the stress that I, yeah just me, cause her. "I'll just stay home." I said, though had I known what today brought for me, I'd regret staying home. She took a deep breath and exhaled in a sigh. “No, Garret, I’ll write you a note in case your late.” She took the pen from the glove box, her hand just above my uncomfortable area. I pushed her hand away and grabbed the pen and paper myself. Oh wait, I’m meant to have a large hard on or something. Fuck that. “Thank you, Garret. You did something nice for once.” She smiled as she began to scribble down her teeny tiny white lie on the yellow page. So I took the note and headed toward school. ********************************************************************************************************************* School dragged on like it always did, I couldn't wait to get out of class. I didn't pay much attention during the lesson though had the knowledge to answer most questions asked, when asked. The Bell rang, calling for lunch, my one hour release from idiots and boring lectures. I had removed my lunch from my locker and closed it. "Hey, Garret." I swear, I must have jumped a good five feet. Before stood the figure of Ashley Coldurwin. (I'm not sure if thats the exact spelling) Why was this prep, though a hot one, talking to me? "Uhm..Hi?" I placed the lock through the small hole and clamped it shut. "I know, you'd never expect me to talk to anyone thats not a jock or cheer leader." She smiled and I shrugged back. "Yeah, I guess." I was having trouble focusing upon what she was saying. I'll just say she matured faster then others. "Is there somethin' you wanted, or were you just saying Hi?" She must have noticed the way I was standing or something becuase what came out of her mouth shocks me to this day. "Am I making you hard, Garret?" She smirked at me deviously and extended a hand to grasp at the slight buldge in my pants. I was in disbelief and some what embarresed by what she asked that I realy didn't respond to what she was doing until I felt her firm grip upon it then leaned foward to whisper something in my ear. "I'm having a party, your invited.." She pulled away from me and started to walk away. She turned back to me for a moment and winked "Bring your friend." Through the daze, she had slipped her number into my pocket I'd have to call as soon as I got home. ********************************************************************************************************************* The day ended and I couldn't wait to get home and call Ashley. I was bolting past kids as fast as I could. I turned sharply and almost collided into a kid on a bike. Again I turned, heading toward my house. I had already pulled out my cell phone and began to dial her number. The phone rang as I raced upstairs into my room. "Hello?" It was Ashley's voice. "Hey, its..Garret." I said as I locked my door. "Oh, hey. How're you?" "I'm okay, I guess." I heard her giggle and I was curious as to why. "Still hard?" She said after calming herself down. "Heh, yeah a bit." "Oh realy? Well, Garret, wanna come over and make it even harder?" My legs were already shaking with anxiety. "I wrote my adress on the paper I gave you, I'm waiting for you." I turned off my phone and stood before my mirror for a moment. "Soon, little man, I won't be the only one jacking you off." I said to myself as I ran two fingers up and down my stiff cock. Nowing that Ashley was waiting for me, I stuffed my member back into my boxers and zipped up my pants. "Kate, I'm going over to a friends house to get some homework done." I said as I walked outside. I didn't give her time to respond, I took off toward 5664 Sweetflower. I stood now, just infront of the door with my hand out to ring the door bell. "Alright, Garret. Ring the Doorbell." I released a sigh as I pushed down upon it. "I'm Comming!" I heard and was hoping it was the right comming he was thinking of. "Hey, come on in." She led me in and we spent a moment touring the house before stopping in her room. "So, can I see it?" She asked her gaze directed toward by crotch. "If you want to." I slowly unzipped the fly of my jeans as she stared. I pulled at the elastic of my boxers and pulled them down and under my stiff cock which pointed up at her with a bit of white goo dripping from the top. "I read this in the story and I..I want to give it a try." She got down on her hands and knees and crawled toward my hard 7 1/2 inches of flesh. I whimpered as her hand wrapped around it and she began to stroke gently upon it. More and more of my white cum cascated down my rod and onto her hand and my pants. She'd lean foward and lick the cum from my head and rod which made me tremble with pleasure. Not a moment later she had my head in her mouth and was plunging it deep within her mouth and throat. I'd see her eyes water and hear her gag everynow and then but that just made me harder and when I got harder I'd release jets of cum into her throat. She stared up at me with her large blue eyes which showed she was enjoying herself as much as I was. ********************************************************************************************************************** Stay tuned for the rest of Garrets First Impresssion

ME LIKES MOO MOO COWS - Original lemon by MISTER BIG T Kids scream and dogs bark, yet I come with new lemon! GOD SAVE US ALL! This particular lemon was comissioned by (believe or not) my gf and soul mate. I hope you like the lemon, it took me longer than I expected to make. Asuka looked at the packages Kaji had put his clothes at. "You don't have to go,“ she said kinda sad. Kaji gave a heavy sigh. "I got a open challenge. If I were to back away now, I'd never hear the end of it." he said finally. "Well…Can I wish you luck in my special way?" she said, snuggling against him. Kaji gave a smile and gave her a kiss and slowly began to track his hand down her back. "I love you,“ she said. "Love you too." he replied. Slowly, he began to undress her and removed all her clothes. Kaji gave Asuka a kiss and leaned back, bringing her over himself. Then, he made his hot cock enter her dripping wet genital area, also known as VAGINA. (Also, run up sentences rule) He began to fuck her faster, increasing the tempo of the thrusts into her. "Ooooh, Kaji…." she murmured as she closed her orgasm. The said orgasm tricked his too. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "And here we are at the first official drinking contest of century! Our contestants, Kaji and Misato have already taken two sips from their beers and are ready to start on our mark. Our judges today are Vegeta and Sakura,“ said the announcer. At the same time, Cumfacial Cowboy named Carl was sharing autographs when a man with gray face and golden eye lashes turned around. "So it has began,“ he said. Though, it had absolute nothing to do with story. What DID have something to do with the story was that Misato and Kaji faced each other on the table where bunch of drinks was ordered. "So here we are!" Misato said, kind of happy. "YES." Kajiresponded. "How do you feel?" she said." "Well, small diarrhea, but I'm okay. "he said. "No, I mean about us fighting." she said, placing her hand over her face. "OH! Ha Ha. I knew that" he said, blushing a little. Kaji raised the cup and emptied it with one go. He tried to smirk at Misato to show he was doing good, when he saw that Misato was already drinking fourth one. "Holy shit!" he thought and began to drink the drinks like crazy. "And we are officially off! Misato's in the lead, though Kaji is starting to come closer each moment. It's the stamina and speed which decides who can drink most in long term." said the announcer. 25 BEERS LATER… Thanks to the infamous PLOT DEVICE, the two contestants came to gentleman’s agreement about the fight. Kaji and Misato were kissing each other with tongue after getting aroused. He ran his hand down her back and rubbed a little lower. The judges seemed aroused too. Kaji licked Misato's neck and slided her skirt down. He smiled and moved to rub her pussy throughout panties. Vegeta was really erect, as Sakura was busy rubbing her pussy. Kaji moved to rub on Misato's tits a little and kissed her. "Let's do 69." he said. He laid down, his penis sticking out in all its erect length. The two judges were busy rubbing themselves at the same time. Kaji moved his hands down and brought Misato down near his cock, while he removed her panties. He put his face close to her pussy and began to lick a little as she started to suck his cock. While at the same time, the judges were masturbating harder. "Wanna join in?" Kaji finally said. "Can we really?" Vegeta asked, suprised. "Sure, right Misato?" Kaji said, looking at the slightly drunken woman. "Right." Misato replied. "Umm, so what position will we have?" Vegeta said finally. "I blow you." Sakura said, stroking his side gently. "I know one we could start out with. If Misato rides me, you could Vegeta hump her behind and I could lick you off Sakura. We could start like that. And then do something else later..." Kaji finally spoke up. Kaji took hold of Misato and moved her down on his cock, inserting it into her pussy. Vegeta bent over Misato and slowly rubbed his cock against her anus and inserted it. "Go for it Sakura." he said to the other judge. Sakura did as she was told as she got in place at front of Kaji's face as her pussy was in full view now. He took hold of Sakura's sides and slowly began to lick the pussy to which she replied with a moan. He began to move Misato up and down his erect cock, while Vegeta was thrusting in synchronized movement from her behind. Kaji licked more of Sakura, probing his tongue into her pussy, circling it with his tongue. "Are you gonna cum soon Sakura?" he asked. "Almost." she moaned. Kaji gave a smile as he moved Misato up and down, with bigger tempo, while still licking harder Sakura's pussy and Vegeta humping Misato from behind. The girls gave moans as they came. Kaji drank all Sakura's juices as he shot all his hot cum into Misato's cunt as Vegeta did so into her ass too. Misato gave a moan as she came harder than before. "So, anyone want to go for round 2?" Kaji asked, still kind of erect as he moved Misato up a little. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The four of them were wondering of their next position. Kinda frustrated, since they were still horny as hell. "I know! You girls do 69 and me and Vegeta will change places, I'll put mine into Misato's bum and he puts it into Sakura's bum." Kaji finally spoke up. The girls gave a grin and went into position, Misato being lower and Sakura leaning over her, kissing her lower lips. Sakura could taste the mixture of sperm and pussy juice and it aroused her. Before she could ponder this very long, Vegeta inserted his penis into her anus. Kaji did the same with Misato's. Slowly, both of the guys began to pump in and out of them, while the girls were pussy eating each other’s pussies out. "Ooh, Sakura your ass is so tight." Vegeta murmured. "Misato's tight too." Kaji moaned. Kaji slowly ran his hands along Misato's sides as he continued to increase his tempo of his deep thrusts into her tight anus. He gave a groan as he came into Misato's anus, which triggered Vegeta's orgasm aswell. "I've got one more position in mind if you are interested. Sakura lay on your back, I'll insert mine into your pussy and you'll suck off Vegeta. I'll lick Misato at the same time." Kaji said after sometime. Sakura laid down and Kaji inserted his cock into her cunt. Vegeta placed his cock close to her mouth and gave a smile. Misato then placed his hands on ground and pushed his ass high into air. Kaji spread Misato's ass cheeks a little and gave a good lick of both of her holes as she moaned. He then began to pump into Sakura's cunt, when Vegeta began to fuck her mouth. She started to suck him off as she moaned from being rammed. Kaji licked more of Misato's ass, while beginning to ram into harder into Sakura. He began to increase tempo harder and faster. "Ohhh... Sakura…" Vegeta moaned as his dick was being sucked. "I'm gonna cum soon..." said Kaji as he raised Sakura a little, making him enter more into Sakura's cunt. Kaji gave a good lick on both Misato's ass and pussy. She gooed like a baby as she came in his mouth. Sakura moaned too as she reached her climax aswell. "Where do you want my cum?" Kaji asked, slowing a little. "Anywhere." Sakura replied. Kaji grinned and got to other side of her head. "Then suck us both off." he said. Sakura began to lick both of their cocks and put them in her mouth, sucking on them and jerking their erect length. Both of the guys groaned as they came into her mouth and covering her face. She swallowed all she could and Misato and her shared a kiss where they exchanged cum. ENDING END

Once again you join me in my local pub. It’s a kind of ritual; you’ll find me in my local every Friday after work without fail. There’s nothing better than having an alcohol fuelled night of fun, especially when that fun was more than pub humour. And the company I kept always helped keep a smile on my face. We had been playing pool most of the night and I was really crashing and burning, I tend to put the cue ball off the table and under the surrounding tables more often than I actually pot a ball with it once I get drinking. But the real reason I played pool was that we played in teams, one guy with one girl and Debbie had brought along a friend who had stolen my gaze from the minute she walked in to the pub. Her name was Ruth and was 18 years old, about 5ft 6” I suppose, hard to tell when girls wear heels, UK size 10 with some nice curves. Unlike Debbie her tits were all hers and came in a nice C cup of a handful, and her ass looked like a peach in the fitted jeans she’d squeezed herself into that night. I took great time and pleasure in helping her with her cue action and took plenty of time to absorb her petit but gorgeous body. We were all getting very drunk and quite rowdy. There were about a dozen of us and we had quite a set of lungs on us, exercising them regularly; having gained control of the jukebox earlier on in the night. By 11.30 it was time to leave and time for me to get my mojo into action. I had a free house this weekend and planned to make the most of it. Debbie, Rory and Ruth all lived in a nearby town but to save them a taxi fair I offered to put them up for the night. This wasn’t the real reason I offered but that’s kind of obvious. We took our time making the short walk to my house due to our inability to walk in a straight line and looking after the ladies myself and Rory had on our arms. Debbie on his, Ruth on mine. We got in flicked on the TV and grabbed some more drinks from the fridge. Beers for the guys, wussy alcopops for the girls. The channel the TV switched on with was showing a celebrity poker game which gave me and Rory an idea. Recently we’d been polishing up our poker skills with impromptu late night games, accompanied by some great weed. Despite me fucking his girlfriend, I held no contempt for the lad and we get on well. I whipped out a deck of cards and convinced the girls to have a quick game of poker for a laugh. They agreed and I dealt out the cards to the four of us for a couple of practise hands. It was only once those hands had finished the girls twigged I had no poker chips. So, the quick thinkers me and Rory are, we suggested strip poker. The girls laughed it off but then the alcohol had worn away their inhibitions so when we added some persuasion to our suggestion they relented. Debbie gave me a slightly evil and knowing glance before giving Rory a cuddle. I shot her back an ‘I don’t give a fuck’ look and I knew Rory wasn’t ready to pass over this opportunity; I saw him checking Ruth out at the Pool table too. We grabbed some more drinks from the fridge before pulling the sofa and armchairs around the coffee table in the lounge. I started dealing the first hand and me and Rory folded straight away getting bummed with awful hands while the girls fretted about with picture cards. This is going to be like taking lambs to a slaughter I mouth to Rory. The subsequent hands progress pretty evenly; well that’s what the girls are thinking. Rory and myself are playing stupid so the girls don’t twig they’re getting a raw deal. As the girls reveal their bodies bit by bit as they remove each piece of clothing the smiles on us guys faces get wider, and if I wasn’t mistaken, the girls’ smiles got broader as we stripped too. As if by pure coincidence we all get down to our underwear at the same time, and we have to shift our legs to attempt to hide our erections, but only slightly, and we can tell the girls are similarly turned on by the growing moist patches on the crotches of their panties. We guys were picturing the girls naked and the girls were no doubt creating pictures of our cocks in their minds. Rory packed pretty well, his bulging boxers would put most men to shame. His cock was a good 8 inches in length but couldn’t rival mine in girth but that didn’t stop him from capturing a girl’s attention. We weren’t the only ones with erections; I could have sworn there was a cold chill in the house as both girls’ nipples were struggling against the fabric of their soon to shed bras. Me and Rory couldn’t help but shoot each other knowing glances; we had been throwing away good hands to speed up the undressing process and we were close to having our fun. We had the girls naked in the next four hands but like gentlemen offered to strip naked too to make them comfortable. As we both shed our boxers both girls gasped, Debbie possibly acting to ward off any questions from Rory, but Ruth’s was totally genuine. I grinned at her and I had the feeling my crotch had her undivided attention. The lust in her eyes was plain for all to see and turned my still growing cock harder. If there weren’t four of us in the room, I’d like to think that Ruth would have leapt at my cock like a starving child but if she hadn’t she wouldn’t have had much say anyways. At this point most games would finish but this wasn’t the plan me and Rory had almost psychically created. The girls had continued drinking so they took almost no convincing to continue with our new rules. The winner of each hand, now that we were all naked, got to dare one of the others; no holds barred. I won the next hand with 3 Aces and a pair of deuces, the best hand I’d had all night. I chose Debbie but figured I’d start gentle with the dare. The dare was to open the front door and stand there naked, regardless of anyone walking past, for a minute. She protested a little, but that was mostly because it was cold outside and she willingly completed her task. Rory won the next hand and dared Ruth. Her task was to open the curtains and stand there, illuminated by the lights in the room, and start rubbing her pussy and clit and tits for 2 minutes; again regardless if anyone saw. Admittedly the probability of anyone walking past my house, situated at the end of a cul-de-sac at half 12 was pretty slim but hey what the hell, you never knew what might happen. The next hand me and Rory got dealt shite hands and were unable to bluff Ruth out of winning. She came up with her dare and burst out into a girly giggly smile. I kind of knew what was coming. She told me and Rory to kiss each other on the lips; we did this, knowing the girls would soon be putty in our hands and be doing our bidding. I won the next hand, much to Debbie’s disgust; I bluffed her out with no more than a pair of 3s. I turned my attention to Ruth, taking in her seemingly perfect body while I decided upon her dare. I expected she was thinking that she’d have to kiss Debbie but I figured that was pretty lame and took it to the next level. I tell her she has to pleasure Debbie’s hyper sensitive nipples with her tongue. Ruth tentatively moved over to Debbie and soon started flicking her tongue across Debbie’s nipple, adding in the odd suck or nibble. By the look on Debbie’s face Ruth was doing a more than admirable job and planted a definite thought for the very near future. Ruth pulled herself away from Debbie, shooting me a playful smile and we played another hand. Once again I win; beating Rory’s four of a kind with a royal flush, much to his annoyance but not feeling too hard done by considering I wouldn’t be daring him but one of the girls instead. I instruct Debbie in no uncertain terms to give me a tit wank and Rory whips out his camera phone to take a photo. By now myself and Rory are close to full mast and the girls are struggling to avert their eyes from our throbbing members, but then we see no reason to withdraw our gazes from their sopping pussys. Debbie kneels down before me and wraps her considerable tits around my monster member and starts to jack me off with them. Due to my immense length, the head of my shaft continually brushes her chin and sometimes her lips; this is driving her mad and she eventually loses control. In one fell swoop she releases my cock from her tits and engulfs my cock with her sweet mouth. She got to work pleasuring my monster love stick giving the same effort levels she had given the encounter before; no doubt with my warning from then still in her mind. I turn to Rory and he mouths “No worries” to me, little does he know that he’s a week too late. Debbie’s doing a great job on my cock, secretly getting turned on by sucking someone else’s piece of meat in front of her boyfriend. Ruth and Rory were also getting incredibly turned on by this; Rory stroking his member and Ruth playing with her clit. It didn’t take long before Ruth was on her knees, Rory standing over her, having his cock serviced by the blonde bombshell I planned to savage later on. The girls were insatiable as they slid our rods in and out of their mouths, and me and Rory could not help ourselves but to smile, in between the deep breaths we had no choice to take. Ten minutes of pure pleasure later we decided to swap partners. With me switching to Ruth and Rory moving to his girlfriend Debbie. I really couldn’t stop lusting after Ruth and having seen the look on Rory’s face it was a dead cert that she was not going to disappoint. Debbie leapt at Rory’s cock and instantly deep throated him and started to hit a rhythm only a couple could have. I was so tempted to show Ruth the same level of mercy I showed Debbie only a week ago but restrained myself and allowed her to demonstrate her talents on my rock hard pole. 5 minutes of slurping, voluntary gagging and attention I was struggling to keep myself together. Rory was on edge too but the guy had survived ten minutes of Ruth’s ministrations and deserved to be that close. Looking down at Ruth’s face she looked so sweet and innocent; she hadn’t put much make up on which kept her face looking young. I knew exactly what I was about to do, regardless of whether Ruth knew or wanted what was coming. Just as I was about to cum I yanked my throbbing shaft from her mouth and shot load after load of sticky hot semen over her pretty face. I continued to plaster her face in jizz, constantly aroused by the abuse I was delivering. By the time I had eventually stopped cumming I realised there was barely a spot on her face untouched by my sticky mess. Rory meanwhile was busy pumping his load all over Debbie’s gravity defying tits and making a comparable mess. I figured me and Rory had quite a hold over the girls so we saw no need for another hand of cards to bend them to our will; plus they currently looked rather the worse for wear. Never short of ideas, I ordered the girls to lick each other clean. Ruth had the task of cleaning Rory’s cum off of Debbie’s boobs, while Debbie had the task of removing the enormous amount of my cum from Ruth’s smothered face. It was quite a sight seeing these two svelte girls hoovering up cum off of each others sexy bodies. They were going at it with a sense of lust and hunger, as if their lives depended upon it. This alone was enough to rekindle our slowly softening cocks, bringing them slowly to attention. Once they had licked each other clean we manhandled them into the 69 position on the carpet, and let their imaginations guide them. It was all but an instant before they each made a beeline with their tongues towards each other’s sopping wet cunts; the girls were so wet their juices were running down their legs. As they took in each others aroma they lapped up the seeping juices, savouring the sweet taste of another female. I grabbed my mobile phone from my jeans and switched it to video camera mode; I wasn’t skipping on the opportunity to record this action. The girls moved to their own rhythm as me and Rory settled on the sofa to enjoy the ensuing action. The girls were putting on quite a show and we couldn’t help but start to stroke our steadily growing in arousal sex organs. Debbie now had Ruth on her back with her legs spread; nipple in mouth and her fingers slowly spreading her pussy lips. Ruth was lying back and enjoying the touch of a female on her body, the light touches of female fingers probing her pussy and the nubile tongue attacking her nipples. I was capturing all the action on my mobile and zoomed in on Ruth’s pussy as Debbie inserted two thin fingers in Ruth’s snatch; causing a small sigh and long breath to escape from her mouth before being cut short by a long deep kiss by Debbie. I couldn’t have expected this to happen quite as well as it was but for the moment had no intention of intervening. Debbie moved her mouth down Ruth’s body to join her fingers between her legs. Debbie started to attack Ruth’s clit with her tongue as she picked up the pace with her two fingers fucking the tight aromatic pussy before her. Ruth was in ecstasy and was writhing all other the floor with ragged breathing as an orgasmic wave overcame her. Debbie, turned on even more now, didn’t give Ruth much time to recover before squatting over Ruth’s face allowing access to her pussy and rosebud ass hole. Ruth, despite still recovering from her first female induced orgasm set upon Debbie’s dripping pussy with her tongue. Initially flicking her way around the sensitive labia causing Debbie to furiously rub her clit and massage her tits and play with her nipples. Ruth started to fuck the pussy positioned above her with her tongue, forcing it deep inside and probing it around, before flicking her tongue across Debbie’s chocolate starfish. This was getting too much for Debbie who, without warning, came all over Ruth’s face before collapsing on top of her from the orgasm that had just hit her. As a result of this unexpectedly potent show, both me and Rory had stroked ourselves back to our full devastating sizes and moved over to the two prone girls. We lifted Debbie onto the sofa before helping Ruth to her feet; still unsteady as I had to keep her from falling over. Stability and energy restored, but a minute later, I led her to my armchair where I sat down and lifted her up so her pussy was barely an inch from the head of my pulsating shaft. She positioned herself before slowly lowering herself onto my impaler. She slid down easily, despite my girth, due to be so aroused and having cum minutes earlier at the hands, and tongue, of Debbie. She looked into my eyes with a look of fear and trepidation but with such obvious lust that she was not about to let my cock get away without fucking her senseless tonight. She inched herself slowly down my shaft until she was halfway down; the pleasure was already engulfing her teenage body and she allowed me to pull her down the final 5 think inches of my weapon. As I bottomed out she let out an awesomely loud gasp and I could feel my cock filling and stretching every inch of her insides. I had filled her up like no other man and I planned to fuck her like no other man had or ever would do. Her pussy was even tighter than Debbie’s sweet fuckhole, more than likely due to the fact Ruth hadn’t had a boyfriend for nearly a year. I kept her sitting there, with my cock fully encased inside her allowing her body to accustom itself to the 10” intruder stretching her insides. I gave her a long deep kiss, allowing our tongues to meet and explore each others mouths, and allowing me to taste Debbie’s pussy juices. I grabbed her pert and considerable breasts, taking them into my hands and massaging them, tweaking the nipples with my finger tips; pleasuring her body from every angle. With her pussy still accustoming itself to my cock I moved my mouth to her nipples teasing her with my tongue and nibbling on her small pink mounds. She had had enough time to get as used to my monster member as she ever would so I grabbed her waist with my hands and raised her body upwards along my cock until there was all but 1 inch left inside her. My animal instincts took over and I slammed her down my shaft, before lifting her up and repeating the fucking motion. It didn’t take long before Ruth was whipped into a fucking frenzy and soon was pumping up and down my cock under her own effort. She was lost in her own little world, in a state of bliss. I glanced over to where I had left Rory and Debbie and saw Debbie in the reverse cowgirl being fucked like there was no tomorrow. Damm those two were horny, then I thought to myself so were me and Ruth. With Ruth being light, I stood up with her still impaled on my cock, and had her wrap her legs around my waist. I laid her down on the sofa arm rest and continued my assault on her pussy. The look of sheer bliss and wanton lust on her face only drove me further in my fucking. I had an almost perfect angle of ttack and was burying myself to the hilt on every thrust. Rory hauled Debbie over to the armchair and placed her in the same position as Ruth before continuing his eager action. We glance at each other and know instinctively what’s coming next; we pull out at the same time and swap positions. Allowing Rory to feel the sensations Ruth’s cunt and giving me the opportunity to once again brutalise Debbie. Once again I give her no mercy and bury all 10” inside her in one swift motion, causing her to exhale and whimper. It doesn’t take many strokes before the pleasure obliterates any notion of pain or discomfort despite me filling her stomach with my meat. I keep up a relentless pace bottoming out almost every other stroke like I had with Ruth. These girls are such fantastic fucks and me and Rory are quite obviously close to cumming. I know I can cum three times in one night and I hope Rory can too; I still want a piece of Ruth’s ass and still have a plan or two up my proverbial sleeve. We turn the girls over so they’re on the feet standing over the armrests and continue to fuck them, now from behind. The girls are close to one huge orgasm each; Debbie screaming for me to fuck her harder and to fill her up with my cum. Her body’s convulsing with beads of sweat covering her torso as she digs her nails into the sofa armrest. I can’t hold on much longer but when her pussy starts contracting around my cock there’s no going back as I empty another monster load from my cock deep inside her. Rory is but a split second behind me, pumping another load of cum from his balls, this time inside Ruth as opposed to Debbie. Both girls’ pussys wring every last drop from us before we can withdraw and exhausted we take a seat. As I said, we still had more planned for the night. Me and Rory headed to the kitchen and cracked open a coke from the fridge and headed back to the lounge to find the girls lapping up the cum that was dribbling from each others’ cunts. This almost instantly had me and Rory ready for action again. We’d both decided while grabbing our drinks that both girls were going to get it hard in the assholes and had just about agreed on fucking Debbie, and hopefully Ruth too, with both our cocks at the same time. Our cocks were getting pretty desensitised, having cum twice already so we figured we could last long enough to give all of us a night to remember. We decided on a different and more comfortable setting so picked up and the girls and slung them over our shoulders and hauled them up to my bedroom. After placing the cock sluts on the bed Rory whispered in my ear that he was up for a hardcore threesome with Debbie and myself, regardless of what she had to say. This appealed to me, especially considering how I had had my way a week previously with her. Rory lifted Debbie onto my bed and started attacking her pussy with his tongue and with a fervour that was hard to believe. I placed Ruth into my easy chair, planted a long deep kiss on her lips and advised her to enjoy the show. I walked to my bed and positioned myself next to Debbie’s head. She didn’t need any prompting and took my member inside mouth before sucking me fully hard again. Satisfied that I was more than hard enough for the task ahead I checked on Rory’s progress, after initially attacking his girlfriend’s pussy, his tongue was all over her puckered anus and he was just about to start penetrating her rosebud with his finger. I was just about to turn back to Debbie’s mouth for her to resume sucking when I felt Ruth’s hand grab my cock and pull me to the chair. She told me pretty bluntly that she knew what me and Rory were planning but she wanted me to fuck her virgin ass hole first. Before I could even reply she turned around, bent over and thrust her beautiful derriere right at my crotch. I could see no option, and even if there was I would have ignored it, but to take this gift and obliterate it. I stuck my cock into Ruth’s pussy a couple of times to lube myself up and then in one swift motion rammed 6 fat throbbing inches of my love meat inside her, destroying her anal cherry. She grunted from the impact and almost collapsed on the chair. I could get use to this I thought; taking my sexual rage out on anal virgins and cock hungry teens. I paused, I had no choice, her ass had contracted around my cock so tightly I couldn’t move, to let her adapt to the first barrage. As soon as she started to loosen her grip I started to withdraw before ramming heartlessly back inside her, burying every single inch of my monster cock into her now very much stretched ass hole. My swift attack on Ruth had encouraged Rory to give up on being the kind boyfriend; slowly working on what he thought was a virgin ass with his finger and tongue. He had flipped Debbie on to her hands and knees and ploughed his veiny throbbing dick inside her ass like a rabid dog humping his bitch. Debbie squealed which only encouraged Rory to fuck her inside out. He built up a steady and deep rhythm, taking great feeling from the fucking he was dishing out. Ruth was loving my cock though, despite the grimaces on her face and obvious pain she was insatiable; shouting at me to ram my rod as deep and as hard as I could in to her dirty fuck hole. I duly obliged and pounded away like I had with Debbie. Remembering what me and Rory had initially planned to do I started to play with Ruth’s clit to aid the progress of a growing orgasm I could feel deep inside her. She came and once again clenched her ass tight around my cock and finally gave way to gravity collapsing on to the chair. I withdrew my self from her grip and moved to the bed to join the loving couple. Debbie was loving the sensation of having a large cock up her ass again and was lost in her own little world. Rory withdrew and laid back on the bed bringing Debbie with him and laid her on top before re entering her, he had no plans of letting me fuck her ass at this point. I couldn’t and didn’t argue; I wanted to see her face when she saw me fucking her pussy while Rory penetrated her ass. I slowly positioned myself and lined up my prick with Debbie’s glistening slit. She was still in a world of her on and didn’t see me lining up for the kill. I thrust my cock deep inside her, treating myself to her sensation that I was growing accustomed to. Her eyes flew open as the shock instructed her to protest but also to marvel in the pleasure. Before she could make her complaint Ruth planted a long deep kiss on her lips and silenced her. She squirmed both in protest and ecstasy for the first couple of minutes as I found my footing and started to build a rhythm. Rory eventually got bored and slightly jealous of the view I was getting and had decided he had fucked her ass enough. We all stood up and Debbie accepted her role of fuckdoll again. She jumped into Rory’s arms and he brought her down onto his cock so he could kiss her and massage her tits. I entered slowly this time, inching my cock up her ass. To ram it up in my characteristic style would only cause us to fall over as we all lost our footing. I didn’t get to see her facial expressions but Rory’s told me everything I needed to know. We took her waist in our four hands and lifted her petit frame up letting her escape, if briefly, most of our shafts. As if synchronised we brought her earthbound, ramming our cocks hard and deep inside her stomach, enjoying the grunts and moans of pleasure that was filling her body. We really took Debbie apart, manhandling her, helpless and in the arms of two guys hell-bent on fucking her within an inch of her life. She was losing energy as the waves of orgasms took over her body and she was soon quite literally a fuckdoll for us to abuse. Ruth was turned on by this show we were providing and had already brought herself to a very loud orgasm before planning a surprise for me. Me and Rory could feel ourselves nearing our own orgasms which renewed the vigour in which we were fucking the helpless Debbie. Out of nowhere I could feel Ruth’s tongue on my own asshole; licking and teasing my own anus. She then promptly thrust her tongue up my shit hole. I started to struggle to stand straight, no girl had even mentioned doing this and here was this now seemingly sex crazed angel doing her best to push me over the edge. This was it; Ruth’s tongue had progressed to my balls, licking and sucking them from bellowing as I tore Debbie to shreds, and was really having an profound and accelerating effect on my upcoming orgasm and was struggling to hold myself back. Rory was close too, I could see it in his eyes. Knowing we were about to shoot a monumental load deep inside both of Debbie’s fuck holes simultaneously we went for one last huge drive. We lifted her so high that Rory popped out and on Debbie’s descent ended up joining my cock in her asshole, causing it to stretch beyond anything we could have imagined; and bringing about a look of pain and utter disbelief on Debbie’s face. The assault of our cocks had her body spasming uncontrollable as we tore into her. We both came together, forcing our burning jizz deep into this destroyed ass hole and filling her stomach with our sticky deposit. This orgasm nearly floored us it was that intense and our balls felt like they had quite literally been sucked dry we had pumped that much cum into Debbie’s destroyed ass. We lifted her off us and surveyed the damage we had caused from the accidental but unregrettable, on our part, double anal thrust. Her ass looked like it would never recover. The last orgasm that hit Debbie had caused her to pass out so we laid her on the bed before I turned to Ruth. I went to apologise, I knew I couldn’t come again that night but before I open my mouth she put a finger to it and said “There’s always tomorrow”. To be continued?

NIGHT STUDY ! --------------------- I and manish are close friends. We are doing 12th.Our public exams are to start soon. So we decided to do night study in any of our house. I am Ram Kumar, i was 18 and manish turned 18 just one week b4. Though we are of same age, manish is 6 month younger than me. I have black eyes and medium built, wheatish colour and look like normal south indian guy. Manish is a north indian guy he is too fair, slim and had brown eyes. We are best friends and i am good at studies. But manish is average. Manish said that we can have night studies in their home itself as he had seperate room in their house.I agreed immidetly, as he also had a cute sister meenu. She is doing 10th in our school itself. She is good looking,fair , with black eyes and hairs cutted upto shoulders. She has nice budding cups of 32. Also her structure is sharp and attractive. She has nicely developed ass of 34.Totally she is 32-24-34 , my dream girl. I have talked to her once or twice not more than that. But dreamt of her thousand times. So i thought it would be nice that her relationship with me will built due to our night study, in their home.We started our night study. We planned to do it in alternate days. It was one saturday, i and manish after finishing school , riding our cycle to his home. It was already 8'O clock , as we have to finish our special class. I already told to my home about night study with manish. So, i directly went with him to his house. It was drizziling, few water drops fell on us. As we proceed our cyclying, the rain started. I and manish enjoyed getting wet under rain. We are drenched completely when we are at the gate of manish house. We entered his house, severing in cold, rain was still pouring outside. It created the pleasant mood. We knocked the door. It was meenu to my surprise opened the door. She gave a greeting smile to me and said to manish, " oh! baya, u can come after rain has finished na". She asked us to wait there and brought us two towels.She was fresh like flower that bloomed now. She is more cute than in uniform, which i usually seen her with. She is charming in nice green midi and her skirt reveling her legs below her knees. Her white and fairy complexion of skin, which i saw in her legs, turning me on more and the cool breeze too making my fire burn more. She went to kitchen and came with coffee.Manish brought me his trouser and banian.We changed to our cloths. We went in and sat on sofa there watching T.V. I was glancing the hall , i could find no one other than his sister. I asked manish " Is no one at home? " He said, " Yeh ! all went to marriage of our relatives at gujarat. They would be back only after 15 days" . I asked what about meenu? He said, as she too in 10th and have public exam she stayed . After few conversation, meenu too started to chat with us friendly. We watch T.V. for while. She prepared us chappathi. We where passing comments about her chappati and cooking. She quarreled a while then cut a joke. Time went well, it was 10 O'clock. I went out get some fresh air.Rain was stopped, but drops of water falling from leafs was chilling and pleasant too. After dinner, i and manish went to upstair to his room. Manish asked meenu to bring us coffee in a flask so that if we feel sleepy we can have it.His room has two windows , through one we can see the outside of house pointing the garden at backside of his house and another is just beside the entrance. There was a bed running parallel to this two windows, and a table beside it. We took maths to study. We worked out some problems. After a while meenu came up with flask of coffee and snacks , knocked our door. Manish opened the door and we three shared coffee and was drinking it at the coridor.Coridor is the space outside the room, its like open roof and also has no lights. There are some light leaking from the windows of manish room only. We chated generally few minutes. Night sky, was dark we couldnt find any stars, moon seems to be drunched in wet and seems to warming up seeing firing meenu. Her voice is like singing nightingale in the calm night, filled with dew and honey. She said she also studing maths at her room and trignomentry is so confusing. I am good at maths , so she asked few doubts and i clarified them. It was so cool moment to talk to her, always. She was in nighty, as she is so close to me, i can see her white bra straps in nighty. Her fair skin is lighting as star in that dark night.This all made a erection. Yeh , my shaft made its tent in my trousers. Then she went and again I and manish sit to study. I was in total mood and was fantasing about meenu. But manish was struggling in one problem. Then i helped him to solve it. Then we went to next chapter.When it was about 2 am , manish seems to be drowsy. He fall asleep. But i couldnt, as the thought of meenu , troubling my cock still. When a cool air breezed opening the window , its chillness made me more horny. I was looking at manish, he was looking different in sleep. His skin, revealed same complexion as meenu. I gradually took some courage to touch his trouser. I waved hands over his manlyhood over the trouser. Manish seems to wakeup. I stoped a while but he didnt wakeup so i now got still more courage and unzipped his trouser, to my surprise he was not wearing any underwear. I could see his cock. It was little darker than his skin white and i hold it in my hands. Slowly i started shaking it. Then i started to work out his piston like milkying the cow. I saw his face he was still in sleep but not in deep sleep i believe, but i couldnt stop now. I continued to milkying his rod. It buldged to my surprise as it was my first time to see such thing live (b4 we have watched only in x movies). Oh! how wonderful it is to see ones cock geting big b4 our eyes. I licked it a while. His cock shined in my saliva. Now i bend and clamped his cute thick cock in my mouth. I started to suck him.Manish left a moaning sound. I lifted my head to watch his face. He said in moaning voice, " oh! ram what r u doing , mmmshhh" . In silent i took my mouth from his cock and removed his banian and hold his erected cock in my hands. My hands moving over his shaft i gave a kiss to manish. I asked , " friend do u like this". "yeh", he yelled. I hugged him more tight now and our body has no hairs and its soft too. So i kissed his bare chest and belly , which giving me thought of his sister. Stroking his cock i kissed his neck and played with tongue in his mouth. He too hugged me , removed my banian and kissed me all over. After mutual caressing , we got up and i removed his sorts and he removed mine. We both are nude. Our eyes glanced each others bare body. Glancing of bare body, sprayed erotic aroma to both of us. We hugged each other again and started caressing all over our body and pinching each others ass. Our cock both erect his is white and mine black dashed each other like sword fight. We played like this for a while. I embraced manish and he melted in my arms. I love fondling his body. It was smooth and i licked him from face to feet. I kissed his thighs, massaged his thighs and ass. I kissed and licked his balls. I pushed him to bed again and lie over him and kissed his lips, my hands cliping his hands tight. Then i went down to his chest, i rotated my tongue over his nipple and then went still down to his belly, put a pressure over his belly and kissed his navel and then reached out his thighs. I pinched his thigh and took his cock in my mouth. I started sucking him hard and hard. I heard the sound of shuttering of window door, but i thought it might be due to wind. So i continued sucking him hard and hard. Manish began to moan loudly. My mouth pickuped its speed and sucked him hard and fast. All he could do is to caress my back and moan bad words. Finally he ejaculated his load in my mouth. I drank it and few oze out of my mouth. Then i got up and gave a kiss and share the cum. He tasted his own cum from my mouth. He asked me,"How is my cum". I replied, " Its like wine mixed with salty peanuts". Then, i turned him around and made him lie at the corner of bed so that he kneeled on floor and lie on his stomach over the bed. I went behind him . I was facing the entrance. I look at the window beside casually. There i saw meenu was standing. But i act as if i didnt noticed her. She too hided for little time thinking that i might view her. Now my hard cock, was rubbing over the ass of manish. The feeling of meenu watching us made my cock still hard.Thinking about meenu, i inserted my shaft in the hole, slowly, little by little and inch by inch. I holded his shoulders and rubbed his back and started to push my cock to explore his deep ass. Manish started to moan. His moan get louder and louder as i thrust my dick deeper and deeper. The thought that meenu is looking at us made me more excited and i continued to riding his back. I made him lie on bed such that he couldn't view window or see his sister there. But in side view i always noticed that meenu is watching us silently. Now i became more and more excited and went in and out of manish ass. I made it hard and fast a while and slow and gentle a while and continue the rythmic flow over him. I like him moaning. He started sweating in that cold night and even me. His white shiny skin , i caressed and kissed a lot while i am doing his ass. Finally , i was to cum, manish got up and made me lie and started sucking my cock. He did it slowly but steadily,as i was in the virgin to cum, i cummed soon over his face .Then we both hugged each other .I asked him ,"How is mine. Do u like it?" He smiled back and said," Its like saphine mixed with curd". We laughed at each other . I noticed the window, meenu was missing now. After kissing each other manish was so tied and he slept almost immediatly. But i didnt as i was thinking of meenu. I got up and weared the trouser , and with bare body only with that trouser on, i went down . Hall was dark with out light and only meenu's room was litted. I went slowly towards her room. The clock was tickling 4.00 at that time. I opened her room. She pretend to be studying. She had a trignomentry book over her hands. As i went in, She smiled at me doubtfully. Her body language showed me that she was in tense. She was sweating even under the fan. I sat beside her, but i didnt speak. She took the maths book and asked me "baya what the angle come over here in this problem ?". I smiled winkfully and holding her hands with book and kept it over my trouser , on the cock that tented. I said, " Its 90 deg." Feeling my cock, she took her hand suddenly and said in low voice, " I am asking about mathematics" . I replied again with smile,stressing," I too saying about math'mate'ics. I wishpered in her ear that, " meenu cool down. I watched u , watching us" Saying this, i hold her hands again and put over my cock. She hesitated. But slowly i went close to her saying "Dont be tense meenu its only me and u" and i gave a kiss on her lips. She was more tense and sweat running from head to her toes. I got up and undid my trouser . My manlyhood was standing erect facing her face. "Meenu, i said na 90 deg. see." I brushed it against her rosy lips. She stired at me for a while. "Come on meenu, i know u like it. I wonnt tell this to manish", my hands run over her short bouncing hairs. She bend forward and opened her mouth wide. I put my cock in her mouth. "hmm, come meenu, suck as ur brother did few miutes b4." She started in nervous slowly. But she was a quick learner. She started to suck my shaft in rythm. Her saliva lubricating my cock, as if dew drops covering my shaft. She sucked me hard and hard. Its like, i am going in and out of a lotus petals. My hands started caressing her back over nighty. As she increased her speed, my hands moved over her bra straps and cupped her boobs. When i first pressed her boobs, she yelled a moan though her mouth was engaged with my cock. I started to unbutton her nighty.I asked her to stop sucking and I removed her nighty over her arms. She was in bra and panty b4 me. I see a unveiled beauty which i saw thousand times in my dream. I hugged her passionately saying, "meenu , i love u".I caressed her boobs in bra and massaged her body. I hugged her , embraced her. Standing behind her kissing her neck , my hands moved between her boobs and panty.I parted a long kiss on her lips. Soon i made her nude. I caressed all over her soft body. Her body was like thousand feathers of peacock tied toogether. I fondled each feather, plucked it, twisted it, pinched it and bited it. I was touching the right spot that turn her on. Her sweaty body started to respond my tuning. The white skin of her made me crazy. I was like bull digging the ground on her body. I circled her boobs, crushed her nipples as peanuts and started sucking that cute , round boobs. I burried my face between her cheeks and licked her neck. I moved her to bed. She was melting in my arms. I ran down to her pussy. Waw, it was neatly shaved and smelled like a garden. Yeh! it revealed the smell of different flowers at a time. I put my hands over the garden and ran through the garden. Then i put my finger into the clit drawing line over it. I thrust one finger into her pussy. She was shaking her body in excitement and moving her hip. I thrust to explore her deepness.As i stroked my finger against her pussy wall, it started to give honey for my touch. Yeh, her pussy became wet as i continued my stroking. She too started moaning, "zzzhhh ,aahhh, mmmmm, bayaaaaaaa, rammmmm". I decided that she was ready to be fucked. I moved up to kiss and chew her rosy lips , putting my hard cock over her pussy. I bited her lower lips and said "meenu i love u. your garden needs to be ploughed". She to whishpered, " i too love u, yeh plough my garden ram baya". I penetrated her pussy with my cock and thrusting it in and in. Her pussy is tight over my cock. As i thrust hard , she shouted. I closed her lips with my lips. Massaging her thighs i started to pump over her. Kissing and sucking her soft boobs and biting her neck , i made my pumping fast and fast. She began to moan and shake her hip according to my beat. She lifted up her hip a little to get a deep thrust. I pumped her hard and hard, caressing her sweaty body. Holding her hips i made it fast and fast. I stroked my pennis inside her pussy hard and hard fondling all over her boobs and belly and belly buttons. I was too cum. I whishpered , " how do u want it". She said, " Let me take in my mouth". I moved down from her and lie on bed and asked her to come over me in 69 poss. I took her pussy with my toungue and she started sucking my cock. Her pussy was wet and her juice was pouring. She sucked my cock with much care and my juice splitted out into her mouth and face. She to pour on my face. My cum running over her lips and she was circling my cock head with her lips and gave a sweet kiss. Then i turned her over me and gave sweet kiss, saying "meenu i love u" She to whishpered, " Ram i love u" . We lie still on bed, hugging and kissing each other for a while. Then saying that,"Manish would get up ,let me go up" i got up from bed waving a sweet parting kiss to meenu. As i took my trouser, Manish came opening the door. Meenu was nude on bed and i am standing nude there .I am shocked and meenu too. She got up soon and wraped her with bedsheet. I felt shy and stood , just donnt know what to do?.Manish eye has turned to red as cherry. He walked towards me, and slapped me, saying " you stupid fuck, how dare you are?". I stood with heads down, said "sorry friend". "Friend! donnt say this word again", he shouted at me like anything. Then he neared meenu. I donnt wish , manish slapping meenu. As he raised the hands to slap meenu, i hold him from behind, hugging him. Then i winked at meenu. Meenu caught my signal quick and threw the bedsheet away. Yeh she was nude b4 manish and came near him quickly and holded his cock over his trouser. I hold manish tight, and said to meenu remove the trouser.Manish was shouting , "Leave me u stupids". She removed his trouser and started sucking his cock. Manish, struggled lot to get free from my hands. But i holded him tight. As she was sucking him hard, he began to loose his rigid. Then i moved him to bed and made him lie on bed. Meenu was working at his feet. Clamped her mouth over her brothers cock and moving up and down. Manish was excited by meenu and now started hugging me. I felt he wonnt be harmful any more and i left him and sat on the chair near by. I watched meenu sucking her brother. Yeh manish was moving on bed in excitement. I am suprised and excited to see meenu sucking his own brother and manish moaning and moving in bed. I started masterbating myself and watching this fantasy. Mean and while i kissed manish and meenu. Again , i sit back in chair to watch them. After a while manish got up and lift the head of meenu and pulled her by hair, over him. He hugged her saying "sister, i am sorry" and started kissing her. Meenu too obliged him. He started caressing the boobs of meenu. They both were inseperable on bed and hope no air can pass through them. Both white skins are flashing as light in night sky. They were rolling on each other. Both are sweating, meenu's sweat running and falling on the manish. They are caressing each other as lovers. I could watch the expression of both. I wonder how horny they are ! I too became more horny and slide over to bed beside them. I started caressing the ass of meenu. Manish took care of her front. I kissed her back and neck while manish biting her boobs and burrying his face between her boobs. I slapped her ass and made it ready to my tune. My hard dick was rubbing against her back thighs. Manish thick dick , waves over her front thighs. I tied my hands around her wrist and fondled the belly button. Manish tied himself around her so that her boobs rubbing his chest . Manish started chewing the lips of meenu. I tried to enter her from back and manish put his dick into her pussy. With few jerks we both entered her. She moaned loud. Her face should have reflected the pain she felt at ass. As i entered her ass he hugged manish tight and bited his lips. Manish to started pumping her pussy walls. I increased my speed on her back.Meenu was sandwiched between us and her whole body is shaking in our hands.My hands now moved up to cup her breast and squeese them while i am doing her ass and manish hands moved down to hold and squeese her hips and ass as he pumped her front. Both were riding meenu. Meenu letting out some naughty notes of moan, was fethised and excited by this to great extend. We both licked her sweat over her cheeks and body. After our hardcore action. Manish cummed in her pussy first. Then little later i cummed over her ass. She too got many orgasm and her cunt is wet and pouring. We lied over each other exhausted. We were just kissing each other and embracing each other. Its no wonder then, we changed, alternate days of night study to daily ! thanks to xnxx. send ur comments. Is my english is ok, now friend.

The Game of Life Chapter 1 By John Morrison Mitch Goodman is lying in bed asleep, the room is dark. The sheets are hanging halfway off the bed, and he is snoring loudly. His alarm clock buzzes loudly, he aimlessly slaps at the nightstand. “Shit,” Mitch mumbles, as he knocks the alarm on the floor. The noise is distorted, but still remains. “Motherfuckinshitass,” He growls as he nearly falls out of bed whacking the top of the alarm finally silencing it. He looks at the time, 8:30. He sighs loudly, lying back down. His eyes slowly close. His eyes open, sunlight streaming in through the window on his face. He squints. “Sonofacock,” He growls some more, quickly hopping out of bed. The alarm clock is still on the floor; he grabs it and looks at it. “Ten thirty!” Mitch shouts angrily. “Fuck,” He sighs, stumbling naked toward the bathroom. “Ten minutes for shower, five to shave, fifteen to drive, umm eight for the…” Mitch quickly thinks, trying to figure what he has time for. He has three days worth of beard and mustache. “No time,” He thinks. Mitch flips on the shower, and turns back around to start brushing his teeth. Teeth cleaned he turns back around and steps into the shower. “Fuck!” He yells, falling backwards into the tub, halfway catching himself on the shower curtain which rips most of the way off the bar. Searing cold water bombards his face and chest, running down the rest of his body, shocking his system. He lays there, eyes wide open, he has large rage-filled breaths. “What the fuck! Are you just fucking fucking with me!” Mitch screams at his ceiling. He sits in the running water for a moment longer. The curtain bar falls from the wall, smacking him on the top of the head with a metallic thud. Mitch dazedly stares at the falling water coming from the shower head. He is visibly woozy. Watered-down blood starts to run down his face. His eyes close and his head rests back against the wall. White. Not a room, just a white…space. Mitch is standing naked in a white area. He is confused. “Umm…Where am I?” He asks. He looks down at his feet. He is standing on some surface, but he can’t see anything. It’s all just white, in all directions. “It’s like the Matrix,” Mitch mutters. “Okay…let’s see. I was at a Eric’s…I drove home…I watched Sportscenter. I woke up late!...then I …fell in the shower,” He thought, this time out loud. “Am I dead?” “No,” A booming voice announced. A large man appeared in front of Mitch. He had a long white beard and a big belly. He had on a Hawaiian shirt and sandals. Mitch looked at the man in an odd way. “Santa Claus?’ “No Mitch. I am god.” “Why do you look like Santa Claus?” “I can look like anything, I am omnipotent, I can do anything.” Mitch looked around, “Omnipotent…right.” Mitch was looking around for something. There was an awkward pause. Mitch looked downward and realized he was naked. “Then why am I naked, you could have at least put some clothes on me?” Mitch asked. “I can see through clothes, so what difference does it make?” “Well you’re looking at my cock, that’s the difference.” God wasn’t really talkative. “So…I’m NOT dead?” “No you’re not dead,” God said. Pause. “Okay…So what am I?” “Alive.” “No…what the hell am I doing here?…I mean…What am I doing here?” “What aren’t you doing here?” God asked. Mitch looked very puzzled. “I’m just fucking with you,” God said, smiling and laughing now. “Okay…so that whole shower and all that, you were just fucking with me?” “No…actually that was just you, but when you asked if I was ‘fucking fucking with you’ I couldn’t resist but to fuck with you,” God explained. “Walk with me,” God said. Mitch walked next to Hawaiian Santa God. “You see Mitchell, I am quite a lonely fellow. I don’t have friends or drinking buddies or anything like that. So I have to create my own entertainment, which is why I made the universe to begin with.” “The meaning of life is to entertain you?” “More or less,” God said. “I do put some meaningful things in there though, but I was bored. Most of the time I just watch movies and television or listen to music or watch people doing strange and new things. It’s amazing what humans have created. Godfather Part I…magnificent.” “Why can’t you just make your own entertainment?” “Ask a director what he thinks of his own movie. He’ll tell you he…or she…can’t enjoy it. They watch it and all they see is the work that went into it and think of the decisions and cuts and additions and on and on. Same with me. But you people create things that I don’t have anything to do with…so I can enjoy that.” “Well…I guess I should ask. Is there a heaven and a hell?” Mitch asked. “No,” God said quietly. “So I can do anything. No hell?” Mitch wasn’t a believer in hell, but confirmation is always a good thing. “Well, kind of. Some people create negative energy. Some create positive. When you die, the energy is recycled back into the system. If someone is really evil, then their energy is cut out of the loop.” “So there is reincarnation?” “Sort of. But it doesn’t work the way you think. But people still make choices…good and bad, so the energy is always changing, evolving. That is what makes the life worth living, otherwise it would be stagnant.” “Well what if it was all good, and there was no conflict?” “Then I would get bored and blow you all away and start over,” God said evenly. “Okay…compromise is good. So what…what am I doing here?” “I was bored. I need some entertainment,” God said in the same even tone. “So dance monkey? Is that the deal?” Mitch asked. “Sort of. I have a deal for you. How would you like to relive the same day over and over?” “What like in Groundhog Day?” “Damnit…I can’t ever get away with that can I? Yes like Groundhog Day,” God said annoyed. “I told you I need people to entertain me.” “So…God. Can I call you God?” “Call me Morpheus,” God said. Mitch looked around the white void and nodded. “Okay, caught me again. I love that movie though. Call me…Maximus” “So Russell, is it fair to say that you aren’t a creative person?’ “Well, I’m not a person, but the creative part you’re right.” “Seems Ironic,” Mitch said. “It’s my curse,” God muttered. “So basic Groundhog Day scenario? I learn some lesson from it and when that happens tomorrow happens?” “No, I didn’t really like the exact set up. Here’s how it works. You will wake up just as you did this morning.” “Oh great,” Mitch mumbled. “Oh don’t worry about that, you’ll wake up in bed. The day will go on just as it would have. You can do, whatever you want. There are no consequences. Remember what I said about energy and people making decisions and all that? It doesn’t apply. It keeps going until you decide to start over. You can ‘Save’ your ‘game’ at any point.” “You like video games too?” “Big surprise right? So you can save anywhere and go back if you want. Whenever you want you can reset to the morning of today. If you want you can go on for forty years without resetting.” “So I can do this as long as I want?” “Yes. Whenever you want this all to stop, you tell me, and it stops, life goes back to normal. Play as long as you like.” “This sounds too good to be true. I can do anything?” Mitch asked incredulously. “No consequences?” God shook his head. “So…what’s the catch? There has to be a catch.” “One catch.” “I knew it. Sell my soul right? Its always the soul.” “No you’re confused, that’s Satan…which is me…but anyway. The catch is that I have to be entertained. So if you are boring…I pull the plug, you go back to normal.” “You don’t implode the universe? Just back to normal?” “Yep,” God said. “Good, cause for a second I thought the weight of the universe was on me being entertaining…Why me?” “Cause you asked to be fucked with,” God said matter-of-factly. “Fair enough,” Mitch said. “So when do I start?” Mitch is lying in bed asleep, the room is dark. The sheets are hanging halfway off the bed, and he is snoring loudly. His alarm clock buzzes loudly, he aimlessly slaps at the nightstand. “Shit,” Mitch mumbles, as he knocks the alarm on the floor. The noise is distorted, but still remains. “Motherfuckinshitass,” He growls as he nearly falls out of bed whacking the top of the alarm finally silencing it. He looks at the time, 8:30. He sighs loudly, lying back down. His eyes slowly close, then instantly open wide and he jumps up. “Entertaining…entertaining,” He mumbles. “Wait…how do I know that wasn’t a dream or a hallucination,” Mitch asked the ceiling. I EXPECTED THIS. “God?” Mitch asked, hearing a booming voice that seemed all around him. Suddenly Mitch shoots upward, the ceiling and roof break away just around him. He is now floating a thousand feet in the air…naked. He awkwardly looks around. A few seconds later he is shot at high speed back down, screaming. He lands back where he started, everything falling back into place. “Okay…it’s real,” Mitch said. YES IT IS. “So umm, can I just talk to you whenever, will people hear you?” ONLY YOU CAN HEAR ME, IF YOU WANT TO TALK TO ME, JUST SAY START. “Start? Why not pause?” IS THERE A PAUSE BUTTON ON THE PLAYSTATION 2 CONTROLLER? “No…” “Okay…entertaining.” Mitch said again. ONE MORE THING. YOU GET THREE WISHES PER GAME. “Anything?” ANYTHING, EVERY RESET RESETS THE WISHES TOO. “Sweet fucking ass,” Mitch said. “Do you mind if I curse?” NOT A FUCKING BIT. “Just to check…The catch…like how long will it take for you to get bored? Like can I seriously fuck this up in like a day or two.” NO I AM PATIENT. “Okay…” Mitch said, smiling. “First Wish: Invisibility that I control at will.” DONE. Mitch is standing naked in his bedroom. He suddenly turns invisible, unable to even see himself. “Second Wish: I can walk through walls and doors and floors and ceilings at will, but I can be perfectly solid and normal at will also.” DONE. Mitch stood, naked, invisible, his fingers invisibly running through his bedroom wall. “I can float, fly, whatever you call it, as fast as I want,” Mitch said. THIRD WISH? “Third Wish.” DONE. Mitch smiled, invisibly, then he leaned forward, and flew like superman, through the wall of his apartment and outside at an incredible rate. He flew at high speed over traffic and houses, skimming over trees. He realized that he could go through things, so he went lower, still going fast, flying through houses, through walls, people, anything. He comes up on the Freeway, flying beside cars. He flies up next to a blue Toyota, which is driven by an attractive young woman. Mitch looks in on the woman, then he becomes visible, floating beside her naked at seventy miles per hour. She glances out the window and is shocked to see him. He disappears. She looks around quickly; no naked floating man. Suddenly Mitch is sitting in the passenger seat…naked. “So, what’s your name?” Mitch asked. The woman screamed. Mitch came up on a city bus. He popped in. The people were all reading papers, listening to music, staring out the windows and so on. Mitch stood in the middle of the bus, and made himself visible. No one paid any attention. “Hey everybody!” He said loudly. A few glances at his naked body, then they looked away. Mitch started floating again, still in the bus, still visible. “How about some pelvic thrusts!” He said, humping the air and floating. Now he had their attention. “I’m here all week!” And he vanished, moving through the ceiling of the bus. Mitch surfed the bus, drivers all around seeing his naked bus surfing. Then he vanished and flew off at high speed. He arrived at his destination: Work. He touched down, starting to walk now. Mitchell worked downtown at an insurance company office. His job is to go over contracts, lawsuits, claims, anything that is written, and analyze the language, checking for possible problems, loopholes, and so on. Sound fun? That’s what an English degree nets you. He realized he didn’t have any clothes. Mitch walked through the door into his boss’s office, literally through the door. “Hey Henry,” Mitch said, naked in front of his boss. “Goodman? What the fuck are you doing?” Sam the boss asked, standing up from his chair. “Nothing,” Mitch said. “How the fuck did you get in here like that?” “Very carefully,” Mitch replied. “Hey Sam, take your clothes off.” “What?” Mitch turned invisible, flew across the room almost instantly and reappeared behind Sam. “I’m serious.” Sam turned in shock, his eyes wide. Mitch did the maneuver several times, appearing on one side of the room, disappearing and appearing somewhere else. “Take off your clothes or I will make you disappear for good.” Mitch threatened. Sam, in shock, started to take off his tie, undressing till he was down to underwear. Mitch put on the suit. “Later Sam.” Mitch disappeared, but the suit stayed visible. “Damn, I didn’t specify.” Mitch reappeared. “Sit boy, sit,” Mitch said to Sam, who obeyed. Mitch walked out into the office to his cubicle. Mitch sat down in his chair. “Hey Judy!” He leaned back and said to the girl in the next cubicle. “Yeah?!” She somewhat yelled over to him. “You want to do something?” Mitch asked, rolling his chair to the edge of the cubicle wall so he could see her. Judy was about five eight, 130 lbs. She was wearing a fairly short black skirt, and a white blouse. Her c-cup breasts were somewhat visible. She had long brown hair. She is the epitome of a hot office girl. “I’m busy at the moment.” “Want to have sex?” Mitch asked seriously. Judy started laughing, and turned to look back at him. “Not at the moment Mitchell,” She said smiling. “I’m serious,” Mitch said. Judy looked back at him funny. “We flirt…everyday right? Well, are we ever going to get around to doing something or what?” “I’m not laughing Mitchell,” Judy said, turning back to her paperwork. Mitch stood up and walked over and leaned against her desk. “I’m serious.” “What? Right now?” Mitch nodded his head. “No,” She whispered. “And keep it down, somebody is going to think you’re serious.” “Hard to get, huh?” Mitch asked. He climbed up on her desk. Now anyone could look up and see him. “What are you doing?” Judy asked. “Give me some music,” Mitch said, pointing at her radio. Judy turned it on, turning through the stations and turning it up when she found a good song. “That’s good,” Mitch said. He started dancing; Moving with the beat. Judy shook her head. Several people were staring at him now. Mitch unbuckled his belt and pulled it off seductively, swinging it in the air over him. “Oh god,” Judy said, giggling. Mitch started to unbutton his shirt. He opened the front, letting it hang open. “You’re going to get fired,” Judy said, still chuckling. Mitch looked around the large room, and saw many eyes fixed on him. “Watch this,” Mitch said. In an instant he went to not solid mode, which made his clothes fall like they were just dropped from where they were, leaving him naked in a second without moving. The clothes were in a pile on Judy’s desk. “Get down!” Judy said insistently. Mitch went invisible. Judy looked around, hoping she wasn’t crazy. Then she felt hands on her shoulders, massaging her. “Come on, it’ll be fun,” Mitch said, still invisible. Judy turned around looking for him. She stood up, looking around for him. Mitch grabbed her hand and pulled her towards Sam’s office. She was pulled by the invisible man. Sam was sitting in his chair, paranoid of everything, in just underwear. “Hi, Judy,” Sam said quietly. “Hi, Sam,” Judy said awkwardly. Mitch cranked the thirtieth floor window open. Judy was pulled to the open window. “Mitch, what are we doing?” She asked worried. “Hold on tight,” Mitch said, hugging Judy, she hugged the invisible man back. They started floating out the window. Up and out, they floated, Mitch still invisible all the way up to the forty-eight story high roof. They gently touched down. “Okay Mitch, I’m scared,” She said. Mitch appeared in front of her naked. “Don’t worry, I met god today, he’s a nice guy,” Mitch said. “You met god?” Judy asked awkwardly. “Yeah, hence the powers. So, we flirt everyday, I say we just do it,” Mitch said. “Okay, why the hell not?” Judy said, throwing her hands in the air. DAMN STRAIGHT. “You got that right,” Mitch said. “What?” Judy asked. “Oh right, only I can hear you,” Mitch said. Judy looked at him strange. “Only I can hear god,” Mitch said. “What did god say?” “Damn straight,” Mitch repeated. “God enjoys watching sex?” Judy asked. “He says we are here for entertainment, and that’s why he gave me powers, so let’s put on a good show,” Mitch said. “An audience, a divine one at that,” Judy said, starting to get excited. “You like that huh? Why didn’t we just do it in the office?” “Don’t push your luck,” Judy said. “Oh, what about…protection?” Mitch flew through buildings to a store, grabbed a box of condoms, flew back, it was almost instantaneous. To Judy, it looked like a box of condoms appeared in his hand. “We don’t really need them, no consequences,” Mitch said. “No consequences?” “Yeah…umm have you ever seen Groundhog Day?” Mitch asked. “Yeah,” Judy said. “It’s like that,” Mitch said. “How do you know?” “We just floated out a window and up to the roof…and this,” Mitch said, flashing invisible, then visible, then invisible, then visible. “Or how about this,” Mitch said, visible, as he dramatically punched his hand through her stomach, which she couldn’t feel, but she could see his hand coming out of her back. He pulled his hand back “out.” “Okay, I am convinced,” Judy said. “So why did we come to the roof?” “So we could have privacy.” “But we could go anywhere, right?” “Yeah, pretty much.” “Lets go up in the mountains or something, somewhere romantic, not a crappy roof downtown,” Judy said. “I guess I wanted to fuck on a rooftop,” Mitch said. “Hey! We could do it in space!” “Ohh, wait, we would have to be in a spacecraft, and I can’t sneak you on… I’ll just have to think about that with the next wishes.” “Wishes?” “Yeah, I have 3 wishes each day, hence flying, going through walls, invisibility.’ “Why didn’t you just wish for omnipotence?” “Damn, I should have thought of that,” Mitch said. CAN’T DO THAT. “God used his veto on that one. Mountains? Hop on.” Judy stood behind Mitch, and hopped on his back, holding tight. Mitch floated a few feet off the ground, Judy with him. “Which way?” Judy pointed and they flew in that direction, picking up speed. They went higher, a thousand feet over the city. “How’s this?” Mitch asked, turning invisible. “Ahhh,” Judy screamed, laughing. “I can see better,” She said. They flew on for several minutes. “Over there,” Judy said, pointing to a meadow. They came to a stop a few hundred feet above the meadow. “Ready?” Mitch asked. “For what?” Judy asked. Mitch turned his solidity off, which dropped Judy. She screamed, falling faster and faster. Mitch floated along beside her until she was about fifty feet off the ground, then he grabbed her and slowed them to a gentle stop. “You bastard,” Judy said, breathing heavily. “Want to have sex now?” Mitch asked, standing in front of Judy, visible. “Give me a minute would ya” “How about now?” Mitch asked, instantly appearing right next to her. “You are having way too much fun,” Judy said. “Yeah. Hey! Would could just do it in mid-air.” “I’d prefer to stay on the ground thank you,” Judy said. Mitch wrapped his arms around Judy, looking into her eyes. “I really like you,” He said. “Let’s fuck.” “How romantic,” Judy said, smiling. Mitch leaned forward, kissing her. “Okay, let’s go.” Judy said, pushing against Mitch, kissing him passionately. She ran her hands all around his back. Her kisses slowly descended to his neck. Mitch put his hands under her shirt, feeling her up. Judy got down on her knees in the grass, stroking Mitch’s cock, looking up at him. She put her lips against his head, pleasuring the most sensitive part of his cock with her lips and tongue. With Mitch excited, Judy laid back, invitingly. She had a skirt on, which she pulled up. Mitch got between her spread legs, grabbing her panties and pulling them aside. He put his cock against her lips, pushing inside. He put his hands on either side of her head, laying on top of her. Judy moaned as he penetrated her. He fucked her hard. He dropped down, laying on top of her, his head right next to hers. Their bodies rubbing together as he thrusted inside of her. She screeched louder and louder, he grunted as they fucked, their bodies smacking and rubbing together. Judy came, her screams piercing his ears. Mitch kept pumping her hard. Soon he was about to cum. Mitch got up on his knees, pulling out of her, and he shot his load on her stomach. With that done, Mitch fell backwards, laying on his back, panting. Judy laid there panting as well. “That was fun,” Judy said between breaths. “Yeah. Hey, honestly, how was I, cause this isn’t really real, so you shouldn’t lie, I mean.” “Relax Mitch, That was fucking good.” The pair laid there for a while. “What should we do now?” “How about we float up to about thirty thousand feet and then fall,” Mitch suggested. “No thanks. I have an idea,” Judy said. Thirty Minutes later they flew back in the office window. Mitch was invisibly naked, Judy was dressed, but she was slightly disheveled, her hair in a bit of a miss and her blouse had cum on it, and the back of her blouse had grass stains. They walked out into the cubicle area. Judy stood behind Norm, an office nerd. “Hey Norm. You know Sarah?” “Yeah?” “She really likes you, I think you should go talk to her.” “Really?” “Yeah, just go talk to her.” At the same time, Mitch was invisibly sitting under Sarah’s desk. She was another cute office girl. She was wearing a skirt, which Mitch had his invisible hand up at the moment. Sarah felt a caress on the inside of her thigh. She urgently looked under her desk and all around. Mitch felt her up, putting his hand against her panties, and rubbing her pussy. She started to respond, but she was thinking she was crazy. “Hey Sarah,” Norm said, standing beside her. She was still being felt up by an invisible man. “Oh hey Norm,” She said awkwardly. “I was wondering…if you would like to ummm, like go out …for a dinner or something?” Mitch put one finger inside of Sarah and played with her clit. She shivered. “Yeah sure,” She said, not really listening to him, just trying to get him to go away. Mitch morphed through the desk and stood next to Judy on the other side of the office. “It worked,” He said. “Good, I think they would make a good couple, she thinks he is cute,” Judy said. “Okay, now its my turn to think of something,” Mitch said condescendingly. “Oh, what that wasn’t a good idea?” “Come with me,” Mitch said, grabbing her hand and pulling her back to the boss’s office. “Take off your clothes,” Mitch said. “We aren’t fucking again…at least not for a little while,” She said blushing. “No, it’s not that, take off your clothes.” “Fine,” She said, taking all her clothes off. Mitch laid down on his back on the floor. “Hop on,” He said. “I thought you said it wasn’t sex?” “I didn’t say you had to put it in,” Mitch said. Judy squatted down, sitting on Mitch, just above his crotch. She put her knees on either side of his chest, gripping him tightly, and her hands on his shoulders. “Off we go,” Mitch said, floating up and out the window, with Judy naked on top of him. “I’m your magic carpet,” Mitch said. He floated them down to the street, and hovered next to a taxi. The taxi driver looked over and saw a naked woman floating next to him. “This is your idea of fun?” “Yeah, pretty much,” Mitch said laughing. They floated on down the streets. They came to a High School. “Oh no, no no no,” Judy protested. “Oh, come on, besides you can’t do anything about,” Mitch said, pushing through the front door. They floated on down the hallway. “Just wait until the bell rings,” Mitch said. “What’s wrong with you?” “I’m trying to not be boring,” Mitch said. They had some time to kill. Mitch started to massage Judy’s breasts. “You are invisible, you can’t be embarrassed,” Judy protested. Mitch turned visible. “Fair now?” Mitch asked, still playing with her tits. “Let’s fuck again.” “Not here,” Judy protested. “Why not? It doesn’t matter, I told you, no consequences,” Mitch said, rubbing his hands all over her body now. “Fine, I guess I don’t have a choice,” Judy said. “Not really, I mean I could just leave you here naked and not invisible. Or we could have sex while floating in the air.” Mitch said, putting his hands around her hips. He lifted her and grabbed his cock, pushing it into her lips. Her weight pushed her down on his cock. She moaned loudly. They fucked floating in the air, then the bell rang. They were panting and moaning when scores of teenagers walked out into the hallway. They stared in amazement, on several accounts, forming a circle around them. They kept fucking. “Watch this,” Mitch said, then he started to spin them. They spun around faster and faster, Judy’s hair swinging out from them. They were both getting dizzy, but kept fucking. Judy started to scream loudly, marking her orgasm. Mitch slowed their spin to a stop. “And that kids, is how it is done,” He said. “Now what?” She asked him, with dozens of eyes looking at her naked body.

My diary Entry: Friday, 29 April 2005. Wicked Club, 22:30, 2 x 40 minute shows. Cancelled phoned Barbara (my agent) 10 March. Jerrys birthday, 25 today, party at his house, 20:00. Get a present. I've known Jerry since we were at play school together 22 years ago. His parents came to the U. K. from Nigeria as children in the 50s, I remember being fascinated by the colour of his skin and asking my mother why his skin was a different colour. I guess her answer made a lasting impression on me because I have never known racial prejudice and have had a thing for black guys since I started to realise what boys are really for. We lived within a couple of hundred yards of each other and grew up together. We went to University together and shared a flat during our first year, sometimes sharing a bed when we had people staying over. In all that time and with all that opportunity Jerry never once tried it on with me, he was the first openly gay man I had ever met. Pity really because he has quite the perfect body and was very lucky in the endowment department. He "came out" age 15 in front of the whole class during a biology / sex education discussion, but I knew a long time before that. It was the first "grown up" secret he told me when we are about 13. When he stood up and announced his orientation to the world the reaction of the class was predictable, the teacher was openly shocked. Most of the guys were hostile and treated him like he had the plague. The girls were cautious but fascinated. I was the one who stood by him. I protected him when the guys teased. We are the very best of friends and I would do anything for him, I would trust my life to Jerry. That’s the history lesson over, now on to the party. I was fashionably late and alone, Paul, my boyfriend was on call at the hospital so was unable to party 70 miles from his place of work. I needed some help in getting Jerrys present from the car. What do you buy for a special friend who probably has almost everything he wants? I eventually decided on a three foot tall, Italian marble statue of a naked Adonis. I may be quite strong but at times like this I can play the helpless female and enlisted the help of a couple of late comers. I eventually made my entrance with the work of art (and 2 struggling guys) in tow, There was already quite a crowd, mostly gay men, some lesbian couples and a few straight couples. I was dressed in a red silk blouse, a short, tight (ass and hip hugging) black jersey skirt, red four-inch stilettos and nothing else. I attracted a few speculative glances from the straight men and some of the gay women. One of the guests made a beeline for me. She had the type of body that I dreamed I could have, tall, slim with very long slender legs. We chatted for a while making the small talk that strangers at a party make then she went off in search of her friend. I was chatting with Jerry when Dave, Jerrys partner made an announcement, "Boys and girls, boys and boys, girls and girls, welcome to Jerrys quarter century merriment… he doesn’t look a day over 50, I guess that must be my influence. [Pause for muted laughter]. There are two points I need to mention. At midnight in respect to the neighbours sleeping habits we'll be moving to the ***** club. I've booked a room and late bar and laid on transport so don't worry about getting drunk. Finally the front room is out of bounds, Jerrys grandfather is visiting from Nigeria and he's retreated there for the duration. Thanks again for coming, please enjoy yourselves, there's good music, good food and plenty of drink so let the celebrations begin. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JERRY". He jumped down from the chair he was standing on, grabbed Jerry and gave him the most loving and passionate kiss, "Happy birthday" he whispered. Dancing is my life, my passion, my work, It's what I do to earn a crust so when the music started I was the first one up. I danced alone, I danced with Jerry and with Dave and a few of the guests before Emma, the girl I chatted with earlier approached me. We danced a couple of tracks before a tango was played. Emma took my hand, wrapped an arm around my waist and took the lead. My normal style is forward, in your face, come and get me suggestive and to be guided by a very attractive girl in what is undoubtedly an erotic dance gave me interesting sensations. Other people stopped dancing to watch and applauded when the track finished, I am used to this happening but Emma seemed to be overwhelmed by the attention. "Come" she whispered to me and we walked into the garden and down to the orchard, where, under the clouds of cherry and apple blossom she took me round the waist and began kissing me deeply. I am not spontaneously bi and to my shame I unconsciously resisted a little. I have been with a couple of women before and the softness of another womans skin against mine is all very nice but I really much prefer men. Emma was licking my tongue and nibbling my lips, she slipped her hand under my blouse and took a nipple between her fingers and began to rub, squeeze and pinch. The nipple responded by hardening, as the waves of pleasure radiated from my left breast I began to relax and found my hand sliding down her waist, across her thigh and under her dress. I eased aside her panties and gently stroked her labia until they parted and my finger found her clitoris, I stimulated her the way I like to be stimulated, she gasped. She responded by letting my nipple go and moving her hand down to my sex. Her other hand was at my neck holding the kiss while mine caressed her firm ass and pulled her body close to mine. I don’t (usually) wear panties and the dance had made me quite wet so her fingers quickly found me and she slipped a finger in. She worked the finger up and down for a moment before she slipped a second, then a third finger in to me. Her little finger was just touching and probing my anus and her thumb rubbed my clitoris. It was all I could do to remember to return the compliment but I must have been doing something right because she suddenly stiffened, shuddered and came. Her legs gave way and we both ended up on the grass in a heap of arms, legs and giggles. The fall did not stop her; she had dragged me with her by my cunt, she was still inside me causing devastation. I began to concentrate on her mouth and breasts, her caresses were urgent. I kissed her deeply and I came to the sound of applause and pulse of camera flashes. We both looked up, the commotion of the fall had attracted about a dozen boisterous onlookers who were cheering and clapping at our antics. I stood, took her hand and helped her up. Blondes will glows like a red traffic light when they are embarrassed and Emma was definitely embarrassed by the presence of the audience. I kept hold of her hand and lay my free arm across her shoulders then bowed to the crowd, pulling her down with me. As we rose I said "Thank you, thank you very much, we are glad you enjoyed the show. Your donations are gratefully received and sent on to Breast Cancer Awareness. Come on ladies and gentle men, it's a great cause so dig deep." Our audience opened handbags and wallets, Emma and I collected £136.20. Her embarrassment vanished during the collection and she even managed to laugh out loud when I said, "OK, who's the tight ass bastard who gave 20 pence." Later, just before the move to the club Jerry asked me if he could have a word in private. We eventually found a quiet and secluded spot in the orchard. "Sammy, erm…Sam, oh damn, how do I approach this" he said. I was astounded, this is the guy who, 10 years ago confidently announced that he was homosexual to a room full of our teenage peers. This was the guy who I had known for over 22 years, the guy who I told all my innermost secrets, the guy who told me all of his desires. "My grandfather…" "Yes" I replied. "Erm… well, I guess this will be the last time I ever see him. He's pretty old and he flies home on Sunday" "Yes?" "We were talking last night, he's very lonely and still misses my grandmother terribly even after all this time, I was a baby then she passed away, I want to give him something he will treasure, something that he will always remember. I was wondering if you… err." "Oh come on Jerry, yes, you know that whatever you want, for you, yes." "You know he's not had sex since my grandma passed on. He can still do it even at his age. He still masturbates almost every day. Would you… erm… please… err… will you…err…Oh Sammy, you are the only one I can ask… erm." "Jerry, you want me to fuck him?" "No" he spluttered, "No, well… erm… yes, but he's getting on a bit, I wouldn’t like to see him having a heart attack or something. You are beautiful woman and I have heard what you are like, you’d fuck him to death, would you just let him fuck you? You know, just be passive while he does the evil act" "Evil act! Is that how you see it? I've already said yes, now stop being such a fool, and I'm going to have words with Paul. But you know my allergy to latex, can you 100 percent guarantee to me that he doesn’t have anything nasty." "Well of course Sammy, he's not had a partner in over 20 years, and where he lives any disease is likely to kill long before now. Sammy, you know I would not ask if there was any risk to you." "OK then, I'm game, when?" "Would you stay behind when we go to the club?" "Sure." "And don't be mad with Paul, he only said how wonderful you were, that you were the best he ever had, you know he's madly in love with you." "Jerry, you are such a creep." The party started to shift, Emma cornered me and said, "Are you coming – again, giggle" "No, I have a long way to go, I want a quick word with Jerry then I'll be heading home." "Shame" She replied, "I would like to see you again if that's OK with you?" "Emma, I'm straight, well mostly straight, I have a boyfriend and everything." It's funny how I have started thinking of Paul as my boyfriend in the last few weeks. . Before that he was a friend who was safe and convenient to sleep with a couple of times a month. "I'm easy." she replied, "boy or girl, I love them all, maybe we can meet up and make a threesome." So we exchanged numbers and emails, and parted with a very hot and deep kiss. Before long there was only Jerry and me, we had a quick tidy up. That done he said "Sammy, are you sure you want to do this, you have never seen my granddad and he is an old man, he's fit but age has taken it's toll and he really is not very handsome." "Jerry are you trying to talk me out of this now, just when I'm getting excited about it. I said I would, I'm not likely to back out now, beside I've never had a granddad before." "OK, if you're sure, can I arrange you?" "If you like. By the way, what's your granddads name?" "Joshua." "And how old is he." "72, but he keeps fit, he walks 10 miles a day, probably more in Nigeria" He asked me to sit on the edge of sofa, he lay me back, undid the top 4 buttons of my blouse and arranged the V to show my nipples. He spread my legs and positioned my feet (in high heeled shoes) to give the maximum effect of tension of calf and thigh muscles. As he straightened my skirt I said "Jerry, you are such a fuss pot." He pulled my skirt so that the top third of my thighs were covered. He reached into his pocket and took out a black blindfold, "Would you mind?" "Mind? Oh no problem." I said. He placed the blindfold over my eyes, gently lifted my head and tied it off. Then he gave me a very loving and passionate kiss and whispered "If only things were different, I love you Sammy, hey but don’t tell anyone." With that he left the room, knocked on the front room door and I heard him say "Granddad, I'm leaving now, there's a very special present in the lounge for you, I think you should have a look now, see you in the morning, byeee." The entrance door slammed shut as the door to the front room opened. My heart was thumping, could this really be happening. Am I dreaming or am I really lying here with my legs wide open and inviting a 72 year old man who I cannot even see to fuck me. I felt his presence in the room, I heard a harsh breathing then the sound of a belt being unfastened and trousers slipping to the ground. A slight stumble and a grunt as he kicked his trousers off. Another grunt and the clicking of joints and then his hands were on my knees and I could feel his breath on my thighs as he looked up my skirt. His rough hands slid up my thighs, from knee to skirt then back to my knees, he stroked my calves, ankles and the top of my feet. He slid his hands up my calves to the back of my knees and then along the underside of my thighs to the skirt hem. He paused and moved to the inner thighs then continued to my waxed pussy. The smoothness and baldness there must have fascinated him because he spent a long time just stroking the smooth skin with both hands. He slid his hands under my ass, hooked his fingers into the waistband of my skirt and pulled it down, he eased it over my thighs and down to my ankles. He lifted each foot and pulled the skirt out and carefully replaced my feet on the floor. Now I was hot, I wanted a dick inside me, any dick, especially this old black mans, I wanted him right now. I think my breathing was more laboured than this old man who was driving me insane with his fingers. One hand moved down to my labia and gently parted them. As he caressed my wet slit the other hand, palm flat on my pubis, thumb slowly circling my clitoris and then rubbing it. He began to insert the tips of his fingers into my vagina, very slowly, very gently spreading it. He replaced the thumb with the knuckles of his hand slowly rocking back and forth over my clitoris. His fingers in my vagina were flexing and contracting, spreading and closing, opening me wider as he worked. He progressively increased the speed and pressure of those devastating knuckles until the hard joints were rocking up and down against my vibrating clit three or four times a second. My clit was burning, I started to cum and tried to hold back but he sensed my tension and doubled the pressure and speed of those devastating knuckles. As I exploded he rammed the other hand hard into my vagina, it stopped at the top set of knuckles but he kept on pushing and flexing his fingers. The other hand was still knuckling my clitoris into spasms of ecstasy and I exploded into orgasm again, at the same moment he gave a final push and I gasped as his whole hand plopped into my vagina, my labia closing around his wrist. I felt him clench his fist inside me, he rotated left and right a few times the began to fuck me with his fist, pushing in until the knuckles bottomed on my cervix then pulling out until he was stopped at the wrist. All the time his other hand was knuckling my clitoris. I began to orgasm again, The thickness, the pressure of his fist brought beads of sweat out on my head, arms, my belly and thighs, my orgasm continued in wave after exquisite wave of delight. By the time I was subsiding I was drenched in sweat, my thigh, butt and stomach muscles burned with tension, my clitoris was screaming and my vagina felt battered and thoroughly used. He pulled the hand back hard and with a loud plop he was out of me, the sudden change in sensation from full to empty caused me to explode again. He stopped his ministrations on my clitoris and shuffled back from me. He took hold of my calves and pushed my legs together, I felt his dick push between the hollow just below my knees. He held my knees tightly together and fucked my legs. Given his age I thought he was hard enough but he became harder still as he forced his rigid dick between my legs. I wished that I could see him, he felt big and very thick and I wanted to see just how well endowed this old man was. I moved a hand up to remove the blindfold but quick as a flash one of his hands was on my wrist and pushed it back down to my side, he gripped one hip and lifted me, pulling one ass cheek up then slapped my ass hard. Eventually he must have been satisfied with his erection because he opened my legs, slid towards me and started stroking the tip of his hard dick up and down my gaping wet slit. I was aching for dick and as I opened for him he rammed every inch hard into me, I stifled a squeal of pleasure as he bottomed out. He pushed his pelvis hard against me and held it there, his 72 year old hard cock buried to the balls in my 25 year old vagina. I could feel the pulse of blood through the veins of his dick. He wiggled his hard pubic bone to crush against my clitoris. He forced his thumb between our locked pelvic bones and began to massage my clitoris vigorously; his dick still pushed hard into me jerking spasmodically. Very soon I was cuming again, oh wow, this guy was an artist. Just as I peaked he pulled out so that just the tip of his cock was in me. Still rubbing my clit into submission he started to pull all the way out, then back in for an inch or so, so that just the glans of his hard dick entered me, out and in, out and in. I wanted him deep inside again, I moved my hands towards his waist so I could pull him into me but he stopped me. He placed one of my hands on my mons pubis and the other flat on top of the first then he passed his belt under my waist and buckled it over my lower arms. Again he raised my but cheek and slapped hard, this time twice and I yelped with each stinging whack. He took hold of my index finger, pulled it to my clit and began massaging my clitoris with it. At the same time, pushing just a fraction of his magnificent manhood in to me and then out of me. From the moment he walked into the room to now no one had spoken a word, I broke the silence, "Fuck me, fuck me hard, please Joshua ram that dick right into me". He stopped and withdrew completely and began to slide his cock up and down my slit from clitoris to anus, up and down. Oh why does he torment me so, I wish he would fuck me with that thick black dick. Then he took hold of the belt binding my arms and pulled. I stood up and he guided me across the room, I bumped into something at hip height and he pushed me face down onto the dining table. I shuffled into the most comfortable position considering I was lying on hard wood with my arms wedged and digging into my body. He nudged my feet together then stood behind me and spread my ass cheeks. He pushed the tip of his cock into me then thrust until his thighs slapped against mine. He withdrew all the way then rammed the whole length into me hard, back out all the way and ram – in again two or three times. The next time as I was expecting the pleasure of that large dick powering into me he rammed it hard and full length into my anus. This time I could not stifle the scream of pain, he pushed down on my back to hold me in place on the tabletop and ass fucked me deep, hard and fast. Damn it I thought its only just back to normal after Valentines Day. See http://stories. xnxx. com/sex_stories_march_2005/valentines_day. php for that escapade. Just as the pain was easing and I was beginning to enjoy the sensation he came, his dick pushed full length into my ass, his balls squashed against my cunt. He throbbed as he emptied a load into my ass and then started to ride slowly in and out for a few seconds before pulling out completely. I made to stand but he pushed me back down, held me in place while he gently ran a finger round and round my abused and stretched anus. Eventually he allowed me to rise, only to push me to a kneeling position on the floor. He took hold of a handful of my beautiful long blond hair and wiped his dick with it. With a handful of hair he slowly masturbated himself and then he pushed his dick at my mouth. I opened for him and began to suck. The smell of sex and shit was strong in my nose, there were small lumps of shit lodged behind the head. If he was going to fuck me gain I needed to get him clean so I licked and swallowed the brown stuff. I pulled my head back then began to lick the length of his dick clean. He was beginning to droop by the time I was happy that he was clean enough to fuck me again so I again took the glans between my lips and sucked. He stopped drooping but I could not get him to rise again until I took the full length into my mouth and swallowed. I began to fuck his flaccid dick with my throat, swallowing, breathing in to suck his length deeper into my throat then pulling him out so I could take a breath of air and sure enough he started to harden again. When he swelled too much for my throat I began to fuck him with my mouth and swirl my tongue around his glans until he was fully erect again. I shuffled on my knees across the floor until I found the sofa, climbed onto it and into my original position. I felt him kneel between my legs. With no preamble he thrust his hard cock back into me. Once again, all the way in until our pelvic bones crushed together. Once again he pushed his thumb between us and rubbed on my clitoris and then he began to fuck me, the sort of fucking that I love, full length, deep hard and fast. Where he got his reserves of energy from I'll never know but the old guy was an athlete. His thumb was causing devastation to my clitoris, his dick was pounding my vagina, I was in paradise and I came and I came. Just when I thought I couldn’t take much more, exhausted, sated, and very pleased with myself he rammed me hard, held his swollen dick deep inside end ejaculated. I felt copious hot semen flooding me, burst after burst of burning hot fluid jetting into me. He kept his pelvis pushed hard against mine; his dick in me until it became fully flaccid. When he pulled out I was exhausted and hoping he was done but no, he again grabbed the belt and pulled. He guided me into the garden and lay me on the dew damp grass. I opened my legs for him and he knelt between them and spread my pussy lips with his thumbs and then he was pissing on me. The flood of hot urine shocked, it rose from the first splash my belly up my chest, into my face and sloshed over my hair, then back down again. He was pissing on my belly and I was lying there and letting him, I thought to myself, how low can I go. He aimed lower and pissed on my pubis and then directly at my clitoris. Urine pounded at my clitoris and ran down my sex. I could not believe it, he was pissing on me. I was disgusted, I was angry, I felt degraded, perverted and dirty, I was enjoying it and I was still cuming, his pissing on me making me cum more. I was exhausted when he undid the belt that bound my arms. I could sense him up near my head, his legs astride me. I heard a whoosh and ARGHHHH, I screamed with pain as the urine sodden leather belt slammed into my gaping sex, my clit burst into a phenomenon of extreme agony, untold discomfort, ravaging bliss and an overwhelming desire for more of that exquisite torture. I exploded into a rapturous orgasm and whoosh, slap he hit me again, exquisite agony resounded through my sex, it boosted my orgasm to a new height, I tensed every muscle, my back arched, my body held aloft by head and feet. I shuddered in the face of overwhelming sensation. Whoosh slap, a third time, I rose thought bliss and out the other side, I pissed myself and passed out. I could here his footsteps on the pathway, then disappearing on the state kitchen floor. I lay on the grass for a long time, dripping old mans semen form my cunt and ass, my cunt throbbing with the abuse it has endured. The damp grass and cooling urine chilling me, I revelled in the afterglow of a really good fuck and the shock of that overwhelming pain and ecstasy that still throbbed through me. Thinking of that rapturous pain caused another wave of ecstasy. Oh shit will it ever subside? Will I always cum whenever I think of sex? – ohhhh sheeet – again. Ages later when thinking orgasm did not actually cause orgasm and I felt able to move I was able to walk back to the house. My silk blouse was ruined, the front soaked with urine, oh fuck it I thought. I hunted around and found paper and pen and left a note for Jerry thanking him for the excellent party and a really good night and that I would be in touch soon to find out what his granddad thought of his present. Joshuas trousers were lying in a heap on the floor but there was no sign of my skirt, I picked up the trousers, ineffectually dabbed at my blouse with them, folded and left them on the arm of the sofa. I searched for my skirt, could not find it and thought that perhaps Joshua took it as a memento. I called out goodnight as I passed the front room door, no answer so I listened at the door and could hear a deep rhythmic snoring. I smiled to myself, and left Jerrys house naked from the waist down and damp with urine. The journey home was frightening, 70 miles, most of it motorway with bright sodium lighting. It was also a fairly light night with a half moon and very mild. Just about every truck I passed flashed lights or honked horn, the view the drivers had through the glass roof of my car probably made their night. Quite a few accelerated to try to catch me but driving at 3am with nothing to cover my modesty, I don’t hang around. It was not until I left the motorway and was winding through the lanes that I realised that Joshua had not spoken one word throughout, he had not made a sound apart from the occasional creak of old joints, the odd grunt and rasping of his breath. I also realised that he had not touched me above the waist except to restrain my hands, not kissed me and not fondled my breasts. I think he just used my cunt and legs as surrogate hands, as a wanking machine. The nice thing is that I found considerable perverted pleasure in being the wanking machine for that old man. As I turned into my driveway my heart soared, Pauls car was parked. He was half asleep on the sofa when I walked in. He blinked when I turned the light on. “Hi Sam, how was the party, surely you didn't go dressed like that? Looks like you had a good time, been swimming? That's jiz your legs so you definitely had a great time” “You won’t believe it” I said “Surely not Jerry? Never mind, tell me later, we have things to do." This is what I really like about Paul, there is not a jealous bone in his body, he so understands my desires and he actively encourages me to fuck other men and just loves it when he can take sloppy seconds. I straddled his legs, my knees on either side of him. He leaned towards me to kiss but instead said, "You smell like a public toilet". He put a hand between my legs. I was sticky dry but when he slipped a finger into me it squelched and hot wet semen seeped out. “Mmmm” he mumbled, undid his trousers with his other hand and I dropped onto him, I rode and kissed him for only a few seconds before he said “You really do stink of piss and shit, it’s overpowering”, lifted me off and sat me on the sofa. He knelt in front of me and boosted me into exactly the same position I was in for Joshua. He pointed his dick, slipped the glans into my abused pussy and rammed home in one quick jerk, the squelch was loud and obvious and he fucked me joyfully to the sound of sloshing semen. “I love it when you’re sloppy with semen, I love you when your cunt is gaping and just swallows me whole." he said. But I noticed that he was doing the same as Joshua, but for different reasons, Joshua kept away from my upper body because all he wanted was release, Paul kept away because of the way I stank. I gasped and came as he touched my tender clitoris, he gave me a worried look and pulled away, I pulled him back into me, ahh such freedom. He slid his hands around my thighs and fondled my ass, a finger slipped in. “They’ve ass fucked you too, how many?” “Just one” I replied. “I take it that he was pretty good?” “Pretty, I don’t know, I never saw him. Good, yes, excellent, one of the best, he’s had plenty of time to practice he's 72 years old”. He lifted my legs onto his shoulders and powered into me banging my cervix with each thrust, Paul fucked me deep, he fuck me hard, he fucked me long and he fucked me well. I was the passive partner for the second time that night, to tired to do more than lie there and enjoy him. But the freedom to hold him, to tease him, to caress him, such freedom should be prized. The look of adoration on his face as he rammed my sopping and gaping pussy told me everything I needed to know - he worships me, he knows who I am and it gratifies him. Usually I've dumped any guy before it gets so serious but Paul is not just any guy. He added his own semen to my abundant store, he collapsed onto me ignoring the stench, he fondled my breast, ran fingers thought my hair and kissed me, before he slid out of me, moved down and licked me out, tongue probing soothingly and deeply into my gaping cunt. When he was hard again he fucked my ass and pumped in a load more. I couldn’t help comparing my two lovers for tonight. Paul definitely had more length but was not as thick, he certainly did not spread me and fill me the way Joshua did. Paul had great control and lasted longer before he came and could recover very quickly while Joshua had a technique I had not experienced before, a technique that made me feel polluted, totally used, abused and completely fucked. Maybe it comes with years of practice or maybe that’s the he's always fucked but one things for sure, I liked it. I am usually very fastidious about cleanliness but tonight I crawled into bed without taking a shower, taking the stink of stale piss and shit with me. Whether it was tiredness or the influence of a perverted old man I don’t know. In bed I told Paul everything. Of Joshua he was not very interested. The fact that I knew nothing about him other than him being an old man did not concern Paul. That he was obviously well endowed, that he stretched and used my cunt and rectum, that he fucked me well and left me full of semen pleased him immensely. That he tortured my clitoris with a wet leather belt concerned him and he examined me but said that he could see nothing other than swelling and proceeded to kiss it better. He found Emma intriguing. "Maybe we could invite Ahmeed and Lissa and make an orgy of it" he said. "I'm not so sure that she could take Ahmeed, she felt pretty tight to me, but she'll love Lissa, I'll phone and ask if she wants to visit on Monday, it’s a bank holiday, I'll see if she wants to drive up. Are you, Lissa and Ahmeed working on Monday?" "I'm on night duty, start at eight so I'm free all day, Lissa is on my shift and I think, Ahmeed's on now, I'll phone and ask". After the call he said "Ahmeed is off all day, he'll be here by Monday lunch so guess what? Even if 'your' Emma says no you are in for another good fucking" I phoned Emma the following afternoon, she was well up for a barbecue and sex session up in Lancaster, I gave her directions and she said that she’d arrive just before lunch. I didn't tell her that Lissa and Ahmeed would be here, a bit of surprise adds to the excitement. I'll let you know what happens here on XNXX when I get round to writing it up. Sammy http://www.sammyf.biwie.com/

Melissa does UAE (Filipina slut in the UAE) My name is Melissa from the Philippines , lately I’ve been reading stories from this site ( xnxx.com ) after been introduce to it by a friend who is been a fan of one of the story sender ( Louise , also a Filipina ) , after reading most of her stories ( they’re hot ) , I was encourage to do the same, to share my encounters such as hers . I felt hot myself whenever I would read her ( Louise ) stories and wonder what would other people would felt if ever they read mine. I’m 25 years of age , petite body that measures 35-25-35, fairly brown complexion , shoulder long dark hair and stands 5’3” tall. My ordeal started as soon as I got married to Sam , he’s 29 years of age introduce to me by a friend thru the internet, Sam works in Abu Dhabi, UAE for a Telecommunications company for almost 5 years, We get to know more about each as we regularly chat , he looks quite good looking and a very neat person as he appears to be on the photos and cam. We met during his vacation and as soon as that we regularly date during his 45 days stay. Even his parents are so fond of me that they even told us to think about marriage. That surprise me as because it’s only a few weeks that we finally met each other , so I thought probably it’s the age factor that his parents are worried about that their son soon should be giving them grandchildren and they told me that it’s the first time that their son had introduce to them his girlfriend. Much more which added to my surprise was that after that day when Sam brought me home he proposes a marriage , he told me that he doesn’t have much time as he only got a few weeks remaining for the vacation , I told him a would give it a thought for a week. Life here is difficult , I have work in various department stores , I don’t have any problem being picked as I’m quite good-looking enough but the income is not that sufficient so after two days , I said , yes. We went to a civil court for the marriage the next week , but I notice that Sam’s parents are much happier than him as I would based on his actions. I confessed to Sam that I’m no longer a virgin , he told me it’s okay and I don’t have to worry as he understood it. I’ve lost it a long time ago with my first boyfriend ( I had 3 past boyfriends which I’d gone to bed also ) . He said it to me in a very calm voice and even manage to show a smile which is so unusual as I thought. The first night was not as exciting as I thought it would be , he looks like some things are bothering him and seems his thought are some where else. Only two times we did it for the next one and a half weeks remaining during his stay. He departs back to UAE leaving me in a furnished rented apartment , giving assurance that within six months I would be joining him there, so passports and all the documents , I prepare them all , awaiting the visa and invitation he promised. It wasn’t long that after 6 months , I received the visa he promised The day I arrive in the UAE , he fetch me from the airport, it was the month of November and the cold climate was just moving in , I was surprised it’s quite the same temperature back in the city of Baguio , summer capital of the Philipppines. He took me into a flat in building he said provided by the company , it has two rooms , a living room , a dining room and a kitchen. All along I notice he wasn’t that excited and happy from the time he fetch me from the airport, he told that probably I’m too tired of the 10 hours flight that I should be resting , I took his advise and slept the whole night , regulary I would awaken to see him talking to someone on the telephone. For the first week , we have one single sex encounter and it was worst since the last time , he’s really not into it as I notice and I ‘m beginning to doubt his personality .Sam would spent most of the day in the office and would come home very late at night reasoning out that there’s to much work in the office and when he did arrive he would sleep immediately as he’s tired he said. These continued for weeks to come, my sex life was so dull that I would mostly be outside in the city doing some shopping here and there. UAE was an open city unlike other middle east country , the city is similar to the business district of the city of Makati back in the Philippines. But the male locals and other male expatriates would look at the Filipino females differently as I notice, a look with a mixture of lust as I would say. One day I phoned Sam and told him I’ll go around window shopping the whole afternoon. But only after 2 hours , I decided to go back to the flat so I hailed a taxi for a ride back. As I open the door and I walk inside I notice something different , there were glasses of wine on the living room for two and Sam’s shoes were scattered on the carpet so I proceeded to the master bedroom , I heard noises inside , a man moaning with a very deep voice , speaking the country’s dialect along with a slurping sound produced by another person. I opened the room’s door as it’s was not locked and to my surprise , there was Sam with another man on our bed ! The man was lying on the bed and Sam had his head in between this man’s legs ! Sam had in his mouth a monstrous cock , it’s size almost filling his mouth and manage to get only half the length of it inside as he strokes it. Both men were surprised and jumps out of the bed as the arab national speaks his language which Sam only understood. I ran into the other vacant room opposite and I sat there shocked on just what I ‘ve seen. Things are then getting clear for me then , I heard both men talking as they went out of the room and I heard the main door close as the other man leaves and soon Sam entered the room and sat beside me and explained. “It’s never been my plan , I’m not into it , only my parents are persistent , I knew it wouldn’t work out , I’m sorry, this is me , this is what I am and I can’t change it” he said. He stood and walk away and got out of the flat , only to return very late at night , I slept in the vacant room , I don’t want to sleep again in that room after what I have seen, for days we didn’t speak to each other , I only cried the first night after that I just kept to myself. After two days , we finally fix ourselves and spoke to each other one breakfast morning , he told me all about him , I just listened then after he’s finished I told him it’s no longer proper for me to stay and that I need to get back hone in the Philippines which merely agrees. He assures me that he’s providing me financially and it’s all his fault. He told me not to speak about what happen to my parents and relatives. I assure him , they won’t know a thing about it and I would just fabricate a good story why I decide to go back home. He said he would fix everything in a week for the papers for my flight. I remain to sleep in the vacant room , fix him his meals but the husband and image is somewhat not there anymore. Alone in that room I began to imagine other things , I thought of the man , he’s about close to six feet based on the length as he lay on the bed , short curly black hair , bearded and good looking for his arab appearance. Then I imagine his cock , probably an 8 incher or more and it was thick! None of my past Filipino boyfriend’s cock came close to it . I imagined Sam’s mouth on it and would it felt if I had mine on it. Thinking about it makes me wet that night so I masturbated myself until I came alone in the bed in that room. The next morning , spending alone with myself at the flat , I thought I need an outlet to let out my desperation , I decided to go to a disco located on a hotel 10 blocks away. Sam that morning told me he’s not going to spend the night in our flat that day which I don’t mind and bother as we have already open up ourselves to each other lately. So I had myself in my outfit and proceed to the disco around 9pm , I got to the bar and had some drinks for myself , various nationalities filled up the place, Filipinas flirting among different male nationals are everywhere. I was about to order another drink after litting a cigarette smoke when the bartender gave a shot glass of an expensive whisky and said the other guy sitting 3 persons away ordered it . I was just to react when also the waiter handed out drinks for me he said ordered and paid for by the males on one table. I got nervous as I don’t know these men , I tried not to look in their direction , the bartender and waiter just smiled on my reactions. I smiled as not to embarrass them and began to sip on the drinks then the man on the bar make his move , introduce himself as Saud and so did other two guys from the table. They had a hard time speaking in English , they are generous in providing me the next round of drinks and it’s clear to me that their intentions was to get me in bed with them. After downing my fifth glass of whisky I excused myself to the women’s room to fix myself and as soon I got out I slipped immediately to the elevator into the lobby and hailed a taxi back to the flat. I was so nervous that the Pakistani taxi driver asked me if something is wrong which I didn’t answer. I got off in front of the building and walk thru the lobby ,got inside the elevator and pressed for my flat’s level on the 4th floor. That time I really feeling tipsy and drowsy on the taken drinks , I took out my keys and was about to open the door when I felt somebody was at my back so I turn around and to my surprise finds my husband’s lover! , the man that Sam has been giving a blow job in our bed when I caught them. I dropped the keys to the floor as I was about to pick it up I stumbled and was about to fall when he catches me. “You’re drunk, let me help you “he said . At that time the door already opened and he guided me inside holding my waist and arm as he picks up the keys on the floor. Once inside , I tried to stood in front of him and said “ Sam’s not here” . He just nodded and smiled and said “Yes I know, I’m Ahmed , I came here for you”. What he said startled me “I don’t understand” I said in a drunk voice as I hold my aching head. “Your husband told me, you’re not angry anymore” he continued. “Yes, that’s true and I don’t mind him or you . he can suck your dick anytime he wants” I added. He smiled , reached for the door and locked it. “Yes , so I thought you would like to suck it too” he told me as grabs his crotch , he’s wearing their traditional white clothes. I tried to clear my senses if I heard him right , step back a bit but he continues to step forward as he grabs both my arm ,pulled and pressed me to him , he was so tall and have large hands , I felt his hard cock pressing on my navel , I felt a mixture of emotions that I can’t say a word as my purse falls on the carpet floor. I closed my eyes and have my head sideways awaiting his next move. “Yes, don’t resist it , you know you want it” he told me. My heart was pounding so hard that not a word was coming out of my mouth . He took the palm of my hand and guide it to hold his cock , he is still in his clothes My God ! I thought , it was enormous in my hands ,it was so thick that my fingers won’t reach each others finger tips as I stroke it. Then he told me to kneel which I obeyed , he lifted up his clothes took out his cock , it was so huge , a 9 incher or more , jerking it directly points it in my lips and told me to suck on his cock “Put this in your mouth “ he told me . Instinctively I open my mouth wide and let his cock slid inside my warm mouth , I heard him groan as I close my lips around it. I manage at first to take the head until my efforts took me more than half the length of it. He was murmuring and moaning all the time as he watch my efforts to deepthroat him. I took it out of my mouth and jerks the thing with both hands in front of my face as I watch and admires this magnificent creation. “Put it back in your mouth” he commanded , so I engulfed the head once more and suck while I continue to jerk his cock. “Oohhh, good , yes! “ I heard him say. I tease him licking on it’s purple head , it’s entire length and sucking on his balls then back inside my mouth again. It continued for about 10 minutes , all the time he would say I look more beautiful with my lips around his cock and that encourages me more to suck hard on his cock. He was becoming much bigger and harder then and my pussy is so wet as I finger myself and I too was moaning with excitement as his cock filled my mouth. He then held the sides of my head with his hands and dug his fingers in my hair , firmly held it as I stop to suck . I knew he’s about to come as I close my eyes and awaits him to explode , then it came it large spurts gushing down my throat as I swallowed and follow it’s rhythm , I swallowed come before with my past boyfriends so it’s no big deal , but this is something different for me. He was all the time moaning and groaning as came , calling me names , then his hips began to move and slowly fucks my mouth , I tried to hold and push his legs as not to gag me with his thrust , I could take only ¾ of it’s length as my saliva mixed with his sperm starts to drip down my lower lips down my chin to my neck. As soon he is done , he never take out his cock out of my mouth even when it’s half limp and back to hardness again. He told me to stand up , cupped my breast with his large hands and take me to the master bedroom. Once inside we took off our clothes as we kissed , he suck on my tits and his beard gives me a tingle , I look upon the bed and imagine Sam and him in there. I got to my knees and sucked him again as he stands naked and me as well. I had the chance to see ourselves in the mirror with that big cock in my hand and mouth as I suck it. It’s like watching a live porno movie , then he motioned me to stand and lay on the bed , he continue to fed me with his cock as he fingers me. “ You’re ready , spread those legs! “ he said. I thought if I can take the whole thing inside but he was gentle at first then took the whole length inside as I groaned and moaned . I clung my legs to his hips as I came . Then he lay on his back and motioned me to mount his cock which gave me the ride of my life , as I ride he would thrust up his hips that I felt his cock touches the edges of my inside and I came for the second time. Then he told me to bend over for a dog-style position , I knew these arabs are used for some ass action , I never have done it so I pleaded with him not to do it. “Whatever you do there, don’t fuck my ass” I said . He just grinned and bent me over , with his cock in one hand and the other one on my ass cheeks he inserted it inside my pussy and start to hump. I moaned and groaned on his every thrust , I watch underneath as his balls bounce its way. He would held me by the waist as he pulled me closer as he thrust forward and I groaned in excitement as I came for the third time. Just when I thought he’s in for another position as he pulled out his cock from my pussy , he spits on my anus and inserts one finger inside, I was so horny that I just moaned as he began to finger my never invaded hole. He would spit on it again and continue the same process, then he pulled out his fingers and I felt the head of his cock squeezing it’s way inside my ass opening , I tried reach out and hold him but he pushes me down and manage get the shiny purple head inside as I shout “ Noooo! , not that ! Uuhh,”. But he looks like a man possessed as he commanded me to stay firmly and not move “ Stay firm! , this won’t hurt ! your ass would love my big fat cock !” then he slid less the half of it as I kept myself in silent pain , mumbling the pain I’m experiencing , then his hands held both my ass cheeks as he began to pump slowly not pushing the whole length as he knows I can’t take it. “Look at that ass! , yes I know you Filipinos are made for ass-fucking!” he said as spread my ass cheeks with his hands to give him a better view how his cock works my ass. I felt a mixture of pain and pleasure after a minute and buried my head on the pillow as I dugged my fingers too. “Stop now, please, it hurts” as I begged. In a minute or two he let out a deep groan and I felt him come inside my ass, his warm semen came in spurts for the second time , exhausted he pulled out his cock , hold it in his hand and smiled at me. “I fucked husband and wife ass! ” he boasted and proceeded to wash himself in the bathroom attached to our room. I lay there still grimacing in pain I still felt inside. Then he came out took his clothes and dressed up. “You’re good , I’ll be planning to do it again next week when you’re husband is away, okay , you hear?” he said in a loud voice. I just nodded as I still remain to lay sideways on the bed, I watch him leave the room and hear him close the flat main door. I never told Sam the ordeal , I felt it’s much better that way , that time I felt a little bit even with him , I had my ass the rest for that week and told Sam I’m not in a rush to go back home and that I planned to stay a bit longer to experience more about the UAE before going home. He just nodded in agreement and told me that I don’t need to bother or worry as he plans to go back home with me on his next vacation instead , set after the next coming 4 months. So I thought I’m gonna enjoy my stay in the UAE after all and look forward to what this new place has more to offer.

Off down the street, parked under a shady tree, sits a car containing a shadowy figure. It can't be determined to whom or even to what the figure may belong. The only things that can be discerned are two burning blue eyes. Eyes that are currently lusting and hungering. Therefore this figure for the time being will be referred to as Eyes. What Eyes is staring lustfully at is a young boy. Currently, the little boy is playing in his front yard. As he plays, a woman, who is tending to the flowerbed, periodically looks over her shoulder at the boy and warmly smiles. The smile can not be mistaken for anything but the smile of a loving and proud mother. Eyes feels nothing but jealousy toward this display of affection and possession, for Eyes wants to be the one to be in charge of the little boy. However, it's not the love and care of the boy, but rather punishment that interests Eyes. Harsh, cruel, and unbridled punishment. Eyes wistfully smiles and flashes white teeth, while looking on and begins to caress and stroke their body. The boy is wearing nothing but his swim trunks and is squealing joyfully, as he prances around in the water sprinkler. With each squeal Eyes has an electric like tingle that courses through their body, as they imagine the torments they plan to visit upon this innocent child. Eyes is totally entranced by the boy's young body. His skin is so smooth and milky and the water runs deliciously off his nicely developed chest and back. The water shimmers and flows like diamonds. The boy couldn't be much more than eight but he was developed nicely. Enough that he looks just like a miniature little man. Strong shoulders and a flat tummy but still with those big pubescent green eyes that sparkle with innocence. A little man destined for abuse. What really keeps drawing Eyes' attention though is his wet crotch. His soaked shorts cling enticingly to his body, which maddeningly outlines his sexuality. Eyes lustfully and cruelly stares at his little package that he is sporting so proudly, as rivulets of water poor from under his shorts and down his youthful legs. In his youthful exuberance he has been rolling around on the wet grass and it is quite obvious that he has probably been mashing his little pee-pee into the ground. Eyes see that he has a very nice package indeed for one so young. This is one reason why Eyes finally decided on this particular child. The other being accessibility. For a long time Eyes has been searching for a victim and then this perfect little boy was spotted. For months now Eyes has stalked and studied and now knows the routines of mother and son. The sweetest thing discovered and the main reason that this boy was picked is the fact that the woman is a young single mother. Being a single mom there are periods, though the mother labored hard to make them quite brief, that the little boy was left unprotected. Moments in the yard. Moments unwatched at the store. Maybe a brief time in the car alone. "It must be tough trying to live one's life and care for another all by one's lonesome," Eyes thinks. Then sarcastically. "But I can help take care of that!" It is quite obvious that the mother loves and cherishes her little man. After seeing his package, Eyes lecherously figures why! Eyes fantasies about how "mommy" probably really does "love" her little man. "Poor woman being all alone. What is a woman to do when she gets lonely? HAH!" Eyes grins wickedly. "I should help her with such temptation." Eyes is now panting and quivering in excitement. All the sights, sounds, and fantasies have now turned the electric tingling into a soon-to-be orgasm. With hands pressed tightly against their crotch Eyes looks on. Now, Eyes dimly sees the mother go inside. A number of minutes pass by. Eyes smiles knowingly. "This is all it takes to lose prized possessions." The mother finally returns with a towel and she has cleaned herself up. She squelches her son's fun by turning off the water and gesturing him to come to her. The boy is evidently disappointed, but not for long as he runs into his mother's arms and the awaiting fluffy towel. Mother picks up her son and begins to caress his body and she dries off every inch of him. Pressing the towel even into his most private areas. "Which will be s..s..so much fun to torment!" Eyes pants out, as they pleasure their genitals. Then mother gives her little man a hug and kisses him on the lips and he hugs and kisses her back. "Oh, oh, oh yeah mama. You fucking whore. Kiss your little fuck toy of a son!" Eyes is masturbating frantically now and panting hard, as the kisses send them over the edge. Eyes' body is tense and they are hunched forward in their seat, with gasps and moans escaping through clenched teeth. Then their hips begin thrusting and they orgasm forcefully. The cum squirts out all over their hand, car seat and onto the floor mat, at their feet. The shadowy form crumples back into the seat. Exhausted and satisfied, Eyes watches the young mother, as she lifts and takes her cherished possession inside. "Soon little man. Soon it'll be just you and I," Eyes whispers out loud and cruelly. Eyes starts up the car and then begins to drive away. Everything is set and ready and Eyes just now needs the opportunity to make the snatch. Having watched them for so long now, Eyes knows that the opportunity will shortly come and then the fun will begin. Eyes even has devised a ploy that just may work on such a happy and confident little boy.

One night I was lying on my bed. I had taken all my cloths of and was stroking my cock. It was growing in my hand and swelling in thickness. Almost every day it seemed to grow bigger. As I stroked it, a beautiful sensation grew in my loins and this increased as I stroked. It seemed so natural to grasp the beautiful shaft with my slender hands and wank it up and down. Faster and faster until I felt a surge through my body – I was looking down at the purple head of my large cock as my first cum shot out up to my chest. It kept spurting out and splatting on my chest – hot and white. I lifted my hand up and started to rub it in to me massaging my cum when I noticed something most unexpected. My nipples started to grow I was just twelve I gently pinched them between my fingers and they swelled out to the size of acorns. Dark red. I felt the same beautiful sensation as when I stroked my cock. As I rubbed my nipples I felt my cock harden again – as if demanding attention. This time I was wanking my cock with one hand while rubbing my nipples with the other. I had never known such ecstasy. The next day I was looking in a mirror at my body. There was not a hair anywhere – pure smooth silky pale. The hair on my head was becoming shiny and lustrous. I did notice something odd, my waist was becoming quite distinct and my hips swelling outward. I thought I was looking more like a girl. I quite liked that idea and swung my hips in a little dance. I found myself wanting cup my flat chest and feel my nipples grow. Immediately my cock hardened and I knew I needed to masturbate again. Soon my cum was shooting over my chest and I was massaging it in, feeling my nipples harden. I wanted to wank them and soon felt my whole chest feel beautiful. It didn’t take long for a most beautiful change to start. My flat chest started to swell – small breast buds started to grow, I started to cup them whenever I could. Constantly wanting to rub my spunk into them. One day my cousin Maddy came over. She was a lot older than me – at 22. She lived in here own place near by. It was my birthday… ‘Hey Peter happy birthday! 12 and so gorgeous. She had short dark hair and tight figure hugging cloths. I noticed her look for a fleeting moment at my new breasts, ‘you are becoming… so lovely’ She was talking to my mother in the kitchen and then came out and said ‘I’ve invited you to mine for the weekend – how about that’. I was delighted and excited – I wasn’t sure why, but while I had always got on well with her, this time she was altogether more interested in me. The time came for me to go over to hers. She said just bring some cloths to come home in, which I did. When I knocked on her door, she opened with a beautiful smile. I walked in and she took my bag from me and dropped it on the ground, strangely without her shoes on, she was about my height. She looked into my eyes and gently came towards me and kissed me on the lips. Gently but not letting go, just long enough for it to be more than ‘hello’. We went into the sitting room and I sat on the sofa. She closed the curtains and walked towards me. I could see her full breasts swinging under her silken top. Her own nipples seemed to be hardening as she sat next to me. She put one arm around me and kissed my forehead. Her breasts were pressing gently against me. Her mouth was moving towards me and instinctively my mouth opened a little. He tongue reached in and we explored each other. I felt her right hand lift up slowly and gently cup around my left breast. She started to fondly me as my nipples hardened, all the time kissing me. Then her hand reached down and pulled at the top of my elasticated joggers and reached in. She held my cock in her hands and started to wank me. I let out a moan of delight. ‘Peter my darling. This is very naughty you know. I could go to prison if anyone knew what we were doing.’ ‘Then it has to be secret’ At that she knelt on the floor and looked into my eyes. ‘I want your cum in my mouth’ she said as she pulled down my joggers and shorts. Her hand was around my shaft. It seemed bigger than ever. I could see her eyes looking at my cock in amazement as her mouth opened and she gently took the head into her mouth, her tongue moved around and her head started to lower down talking it in further and further. I could feel it was at the back of her throat and she started to swallow it down further until my whole shaft was in. She was moving up and down sucking and making her throat muscled clench around it. Before long I could feel my cum growing in my loins, I was moaning and groaning now ‘oh yes oh yes that’s so lovely – oh maddy my cum is growing.. oh yes oh god I’m coming !!!!’ She lifted out a little so she could wrap her hand around and wank me a little. I was coming into her mouth as she moaned herself. Her other hand was in her pussy and she was coming herself. She had swallowed every drop in me. I could see her pussy hand was glistening and she offered it up to me as I licked a little at first and tasted that exquisite caviar taste of pussy juice, then she climbed onto the sofa so she could offer her pussy to me – I could see it bare and dripping. Without waiting she pushed it onto my face and I started to like the salty juices in. Drinking and sucking as he clit grew into a little cherry. ‘mm yesss’ I heard her moan. I gripped her taught bottom and sucked in – drinking her own juices ‘mmmm oh yes keep sucking me baby’ then I noticed her start to quiver ‘oh yes I’m coming oh got I’m coming…’ After a while she gently climbed down and said ‘lets go to bed and make love all night’ I just smiled at her – I was in such a dream, I never wanted it to stop. She stood up and held out her hand to me. She led me into her bedroom where I saw a while cotton night dress – a woman’s one. ‘I bought that for you my love. I’m just going to the bathroom, would you like to put in on for me ?’ ‘ er yes if you wish… I normally wear P Js’ ‘That’s what boys wear – you are becoming a woman…’ with that she disappeared. I realised I was a woman – a young teenage one – only twelve years old but a woman, with smooth skin and breasts growing, but with a huge beautiful cock. As soon as I could I had my other cloths off and climbed into the night dress. I was looking into her mirror and could see my breasts pointing slightly outwards with my nipples as hard as nuts. Maddy came up behind me and held my shoulders as she looked at my reflection lovingly. ‘My love I want to call you a secret name which is just for when we are here. I will call you Justine, my nubile woman’ then her hands dropped down and gently cupped my breasts. I murmured a moan as she turned me around. Leading me all the way, she held my young teenage hands up and slowing placed them on her breasts. I started to fondle her as her nipples hardened. Our lips met as she pulled me close to her. My hands moved around to her back as our breasts met for the first time, thought the cloth, our nipples were seeking each other out. My cock was rising up between her legs. Sensing it, maddy opened hers a little while lifting my nightdress, and hers. My cock was rubbing her pussy lips which were dripping with her juices. She took me over to her bed and lay me down. She climbed on the bed and straddled me so her pussy was up against my cock. With a swift movement, she lifted her night dress off her and it dropped to the ground. As her arms dropped, she arched her back a little so her breasts pointed out – her nipples so hard. She cupped her breasts and then reached down and held my cock. She then looked down at me and said ‘I have never been with a young girl before, especially one with a cock, a beautiful hard cock’ I was moving slowly in rhythm with her ‘I want you inside me shooting your cum into my cunt’ she lifted up slightly so she could guide my cock to the lips if her cunt ‘mm yes baby’ as she pushed me in slowly, then she leant forwards as she lowered her cunt right down the full length of my huge cock. I reached up and held her breasts, then moved my mouth to start sucking one. I wanted our breasts to touch so I pulled her down. Slowly as we were fucking faster and faster our breasts met and pressed into each other as my cock fucked into her. I could feel my cum growing as my moaning became louder, fucking harder and faster – her moaning was louder too as we grew faster towards our climax. Our breasts were pushing desperately into each other – our hungry hard nipples pushing, then I could hold back no longer and held her tight to me and jerked into her pissing cum into her wet cunt as she climaxed too. We spent that night holding and exploring each other, and every little while my cock would find her cunt and out breasts – our woman’s breasts would meet again. After a while, we had been in the 69 position, my head was lying in her pussy still slowly pouring out my cum and hers too, she was lovely holding my cock and occasionally sucking it into her mouth. I said ‘ I am a woman aren’t I’ ‘Yes my love, a lesbian woman with a beautiful cock’

If you are under 18 years of age or are offended by Dominance, Mastering, Punishment, Control, Non-Consensual intercourse (Rape) please do not read below. This is my first attempt at Dom/Sub, Master/Slave, Bondage, Punishment writings. I know this section is slow and apologize for it. I am trying to build the characters as believable as possible so the story arc will hold up. I promise the sections to come will not be as slow. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy. The weather was hot for this time of the month. Leit smiled pleasantly at a workman passing by on the street below his balcony. Waving Leit bid him good morning then ducked back into the coolness of the room. This far north in California never seemed to get hot in the late fall. Leit moved to the table looking at the paper longingly. He sat down instead lifting a black ledger from under the paper. With a sigh he began looking over soft young women of all sorts, doubting he would find what he needed between the covers. The cover of this black book bore no special markings. It looked rather stark by comparison with the other books of the room. Yet this book held his attention as if it were made of gold. He flicked from page to page unhurriedly on the slight chance it might hold something of interest. Stopping here and there he smiled at a photo of some young want to be starlet. Under each photo were a name, age, measurements, hair color, eye color, and a brief description. The description was wrote almost as if one were speaking of cattle precise and without passion describing what each persons life was like currently. Leit let himself relax as he looked over the pages glancing in the mirror he enjoyed what he saw there. He was a lean man with firm muscles, looking like a pro swimmer or runner not some hulking bodybuilder. His hair was shaved bald except for a raven black braid. It started at the base of his head coiling around his neck about his throat. His eyes were green like emeralds that never dulled when they shone on something of interest. His fingers were long and tapered almost delicate looking. His clothing was a simple black tee shirt with jeans and boots giving him a confident look. Looking back to the black book Leit stopped for a long moment. On this page was a young red headed beauty. Her information told him she was 20 years old with hopes of stardom. The information went on to state that both her parents were dead from a traffic accident in Florida. Her pale skin was surprising as she had grown up under the harsh sun of Florida. Her light blue eyes seemed like crystal glimmering for him. There was an innocence in those blue eyes seemed to beg him to call her to his side. Without looking at her measurements he knew she would do nicely. He slid a loose sheet of paper into that page then continued thru the rest of the book knowing he must look thru it sooner or later. Seeing nothing keener then a blonde with cute teeth he slid the book to the marked page again looking into those eyes. Nodding his head he smiled looking at the girls name for the first time. “Ahhh Talis what fun we will have.” He thought as he set aside the book. Picking up a cell phone he used only to place orders he smiled. Dialing slowly he waited as the phone rang four times then picked up he listened to the machine speak its message. At the top corner of each page was a five digit number. Carefully he spoke the digits from her sheet. Listening as the machine repeated his numbers verifying them back to him. He nodded thoughtfully then spoke a final command to the machine. “Order Home.” He hung up the phone leaving it and the book in the room. Walking to the door he opened it going down to the main floor. He let himself out into the heat of the day. He made sure to lock the door as he went no one needed to have a look at his things there. He was excited by tonight he would be playing with a new toy. Moving down the lane from the rented apartment he walked to the park. Taking in the air he stood still for a long moment surveying his surroundings, before heading to his truck. One could never be too careful in these times. He opened his truck’s door, sitting down he unrolled the window starting it letting the air conditioner push the hot air out the open window. Pulling away from the curb he smiled driving to the homestead he had bought outside of town would take another forty five minutes. After an uneventful ride home he pulled in knowing by now his order was confirmed, all was in motion. The old farmhouse was the perfect place to enjoy treats like this. He began cooking a meal for himself, walking into the living room he turned on the radio. Soft music came out of the speakers hanging from corners of the walls. The smell of his meal wafted about the house as he went to the computer in the corner of the living room. With a grin he saw there was already an email waiting for him to open. It was from a hotmail account he did not know. BM was capitalized in the handle so he clicked it open. Scanning the text swiftly he made sure to delete it before thinking about the message. “Your order was in good taste. I am a bit jealous, but then I always am. Should arrive normal route two hours. I look forward to hearing from you.” It had been signed simply “B.M.”. Pulling up a program for banking Leit typed in an account number from memory. Once he answered the proper questions the computer asked he was in his account. Looking at the sum of several hundred thousand dollars he smiled. Typing in a second account number he transferred ten thousand to it. Once finished he shut down the program with a nod and checked the clock on the wall. If they were on time his toy should arrive in two hours. Moving back into the kitchen he set his plate. Now he had a few minutes for his paper. He began to eat as he skimmed thru the headlines. Coming to the business section he slowed down reading more carefully now. Wasting time he finished his meal enjoying the flavor of it. Rising from the chair he does his dishes, setting them aside to dry. Moving to the wet bar on the far side of the room he reaches under the bar. Pulling out a large decanter of red wine he swirls it around then ads a bit of powder watching it dissolve. From the same hidden place he took the decanter and powder he takes a small red pill and swallows it. Now the sedative in the wine would pass through him with no effect. Looking about once more he nods his head knowing all is ready. Moving to the couch he sits down on it flipping on the large television a basketball game is just winding down. After several minutes of watching the game the doorbell rings. Rising he moves to the door and opens it. Just then the woman on the other side presses the bell once more. He smiles softly motioning for Talis to come in then nods to the driver that he can go. He can not seem to help himself already he is watching her as she walks into the front hall. “Hello I am Talis.” She says softly to him as she looks about the room She offers him her hand he takes it holding it in a firm grip. Instead of shaking it he uses it to lead her deeper into the house. “You know why you are here?” His words are calm and collected even as he quivers inside. “Morgan said you wanted me for a part. He couldn’t tell me more but said you thought I would work out well.” Her words were relaxed even if her body language seemed tense from his hand holding her own. He shakes his head releasing her he moves to the bar and pours two glasses of the wine. Walking back he offers her one holding it so she has to stretch just a little to reach it. Subconsciously he has already begun to tease and torment her. He watches her take the wine, raising his own he toasts. “Too many nights to come.” She doesn’t really know what to say so she lifts her glass in toast then lowers it taking a sip. She knows she is only twenty but if he is willing. His eyes look her over slowly not feeling any shame in doing so. She is wearing a simple blue gown that contrasts nicely with her hair. Her hair is done up in a long ponytail showing the side of her porcelain throat to him, as it cascades down the back. He watches her take several more nervous sips from her glass. Watching her as the drug begins to take effect he relaxes. His smile grows as her eye lids seemed to close more and more with each passing moment. He let the drugs affect grip her fully before setting his glass on the table behind him. Rising moving to her side he sits down on the couch next to her. He slowly inhales taking her scent deep into his nostrils. Carefully reaching out he plucks the glass from her hand saving it from spilling on the carpet. He turns setting it on a side table next to the couch. Soft music still plays from the radio crooning wordlessly to them. Turning back he licks his lips looking at her beautiful throat again. Reaching out he caresses her tender skin like satin to his well callused fingers. Her hand moves up feebly as she tries to push him from her neck but there is no power there the drug having stolen it from her. Laughing softly as Leit moved his hand to the right strap of her dress. Loosening the strap she bats at his hand still in a drugged stupor. He catches her wrist with his free hand as he hears her first moan of fear. His sigh of pleasure answers her, letting her know he enjoys her already. His other hand reaches across her catching the left strap he once more loosens it. With a grin he reaches behind her having released her arm she begins to bat at him uselessly. With his left hand he finds her zipper as he turns facing her. His right hand finds her hair holding it up out of the way. Slowly he lowers the zipper as she struggles to stand. His hand in her hair stops her when he tugs it to the side sharply. Her cry of pain is real but her mind is too clouded still to protect her anymore then that. He finishes his work on the zipper catching a glimpse of a black silk bra, and just a hint of black panties. He groans his cock seems ready to leap from his pants into her dress. He shakes his head, inhaling again leaning in close to her he can smell her fear. Now with his hand twined in her thick red hair he forces her to rise up from the couch. The dress no longer secure slides down her body to puddle at her feet. The dress made a beautiful puddle of fabric at her feet to frame her helplessness. He stops then looking her over with a critical eye. He nods his head making mental notes as she begins to whimper and wiggle. Laughing once more he draws a pocket knife from his pants pocket. She hears it click open seconds before she feels the blade slicing thru her bra. He watches as the straps part first then the center between her average breasts. The bra flutters to the floor behind her like a mortally wounded butterfly where it goes still. In the cool rooms air her dusky nipples come to attention for him without a single touch. She begins to squirm trying to cover her breasts. He ignores her actions for now as he slices the edge of her panties. As she goes still with a gasp he slices the crotch out of them with one swift cut. This time they fall to lay spread eagle as like a black snow angel. She once more hears the clicking of the knife but this time it is him putting it back into his pocket. He inspects her body with a careful eye noting she is in good health. He looks over her breasts taking his time viewing her noting they are both a nice B cup and seem to hang evenly. His smile remains until he looks on her slit. The mound of red hair is thick obscuring his view of nether lips. He nods at her satisfied by her for the moment. Bending he forces her to bend with him causing another cry of pain. Looking over he can see her breasts hang out from her body beautifully as she struggles to right herself. He smiles as he comes back up with her panties pulling her with him. “Arms behind your back.” He decides to see if she will obey him. The first words she manages are weak but there is fire there. “Fuck you!” He shakes his head as she finishes he twists her hair till tears come unbidden to her eyes. “Hands behind your back Now.” His tone rises only on the last word. She cries out in real pain now the sedative is wearing off finally. “If you fail to comply I will punish you Talis this is your last chance.” His tone is growing cool now, as if he is distancing himself from the moment. “FUCK YO...” She never gets to finish her words. He twists her hair brutally knowing her scalp will ache for a few days afterward. He forces her around then head first into the couch. As she grabs at the cushions he uses his leg to sweep her feet out from under her. She falls all the harder into the couch as he presses her now overbalanced body into the couch. Her face is forced into the cushion, he can see her begin to struggle as she realizes her own body weight now pins her arms before her. The lack of air really making her struggle, yet to him it is hardly a fight to control her. He can feel her beginning to become desperate for air. “I will move your body enough for you to free your hands. If you move them behind your back I will let you up in a moment.” His words were cool and controlled as if her were talking to someone on the phone. “If you fail to obey I will keep you this way until you pass out. Then I will bind you but much more cruelly then if you obey.” He gives her a long moment more he can now hear her screams of terror as he holds her. It finally dawns on her that he has her helpless. He can see her back starting to turn red from her struggles a light sheen of sweat beads her skin. He lifts up off of her a bit pulling her hair to bring her back off her face. He can hear her gasping as she struggles with her mind. Then after only a moment she obeys her arms snaking behind her back. He uses his free hand to wrap her panties about one wrist then releases her hair. Using both hands he ties each wrist snugly against each other. “Much better.... now you must be punished for fighting me.” She whimpers and pulls at her wrists as he watches he smiles. Gasping she speaks back to him. “I obeyed you when you said to.....” He shakes his head at her words. “Yes but only after I had to ask three times and control you.” His tone is still cool to her. “Had you disobeyed more the punishment would have been much worse.” Using one of his knees he forced her legs apart looking at her slit he smiled. Reaching a hand in-between her thighs he is careful not to touch her till he has her pubic hair in his hand. With one quick tug and a twist he pulls on her pubic hair painfully. This time her cry is a full fledged scream of pain and terror. “No no no no.... Please no please” Her begging sounds awfully heartfelt to Leit’s ears. Thinking a long moment he decides to have pity on her. He holds back anymore punishment she had earned since she is new to her new way of life. Releasing her pubic hair he strokes over her pussy feeling a shudder pass thru her body then. s “I can be cruel Talis or I can be gentle.” His tone is gentle now as he strokes her inner thighs gently. “Much of my treatment of you depends on your willingness to obey me.” She is crying now as he talks to her. “Do you understand me?” She sniffles turning her head she looks at him her eyes red and full of fear. “I think so..... Please let me go I won’t tell I promise.” She sees him shake his head and tenses expecting more pain. “Test your bonds Talis.” He looks to see if she obeys his words. When she feels his hand still on her thigh he had been stroking she whimpers in fear. Her arms tremble with effort her hands turn red he tied her so the nooses could only tighten so much. “I can’t get loose.” Her words come out in a scared whimper. Then she feels his hand once more stroking her thigh. “No you can not remember that tonight. The plan is to let you sleep helpless in your cage. The less you struggle the less pain you will put yourself thru.” He rises then from her side as he does so she can see his bulge outlined in his jeans. Her trembling comes back ten fold now seeing he is aroused by her helplessness. His words bring her back to the room. “Let’s go outside Talis.” His tone seems to have come back to the conversational level once more. He catches her panty clad wrists dragging her back to her feet. “But won’t people see us?” Her voice quivers at the thought. Her skin turned a deep shade of red at the thought of other people seeing her naked like this. His laugh is soft as he moves thru the room to the door. His free hand catches the door handle turning it he opens it inward. Walking out he brings her stumbling along at his side. Looking over to her he walks to the sunlit driveway. Having left her in the shade he looks at her quivering naked body letting his eyes roam. “Come here Talis I have something you need to see before we go back inside.” His voice is soft and coaxing as he stands in the sun offering her a place at his side. Her mind tells her to run but when she looks all she can see is trees. Finally after a long moment of inner struggle her head drops to her chest. Slowly she walks to his side feeling the heat of the sun on her skin. Leit shivered as he watched her with those green eyes of his wanting to miss nothing. Lifting his arm he motions out around them. Now she can see why he wanted her to stand with him. As far as the eye can see are trees he watches as her shoulders slump a bit lower now. “I own sixty acres of land and this house is built in the middle of it. You would have to run thirty acres to find a road or house Talis.” He reaches out to stroke her shivering form. “Will you kill me?” Her voice is full of abject terror now. He listens to her words and smiles softly. “I doubt it less you do something unthinkable. Like wound me or risk my livelihood by trying to expose me then....” He shrugs his shoulders leaving the rest unsaid. Her eyes once more tear up this time in fear not pain. He reaches out wiping the tears from her eyes. “Save them for when you need those Talis. I promise you shortly there will be more tears then you wish.” His tone is soft but there is a menace there. He pulls her in close and smiles as his lips descend to hers. He feels her struggle for a long moment but she has no leverage to fight him. Kissing her he tastes what he will own soon enough. His lips crush into her own as he feels her naked breasts crushing into his chest. He grinds his cock into her soft yielding stomach letting her know she excites him. He growls softly breaking the kiss looking down into her eyes he lets her see the fire of passion there. “Now on to better things Talis.” His voice is hot with desire for her. Lifting her as if she were a light sack he drapes her over his shoulder. Her whimpering scream excites him all the more as he moves back to the house. He lingers in the shade letting her struggle as he strokes her ass cheek so close to his face. “I am going to start you on birth control today Talis.” His words show her she has no say. “I don’t need it...let me go...” Her voice is angry and desperate at the same time. He says nothing just carries her into the house once more the door slamming shut behind them. He walks past the couch into the next room not putting her down. He gathers something from the counter there giving her no view of the room. He walks back into the main room once more dumping her on the couch. He watches her land in a heap her arms still pinned behind her back. “Tonight you may cum or not. I do not care either way.... but soon you will learn to control your slit my pet.” His voice once more holds that calm cool menace she already fears. He can see the fear in the slight tremble of her body as he speaks. She sees his hand holding a slim package in his hand. He opens it as he sits down next to her ignoring her gaze. He slides out three items from the box setting it aside. The first is a dermal pack which he peels sticking it to the soft meat of her right hip. The next item is a thin black collar of leather. The glimpse of the collar allowed her to see thin metallic looking strips woven into the inner surface. She tries to pull back as he unclips it sliding it over her beautiful skin. There is a click as the collar locks in place fitting snugly to her skin. The last item looks almost like a car alarm control. He smiles looking up at her finally then he rises from the couch. He smiles as he slips out of his shirt draping of the chair next to the couch. Then he slips out of his boots. Swiftly his jeans follow along with a pair of blue boxers. He watches her fight herself then she looks down looking over his naked flesh. “Tonight you are allowed to look. Your training will explain allot to you my pet.” His voice is no gentler then his hard cock lifting up to almost touch his flat stomach. “No you can’t do this...” Her voice is scared as she tries to back from his naked body. “Let me explain.” As she listens it is then she realizes she doesn’t even know his name. “The collar can be a friend or a punishment.” As he speaks of this he touches a button on the remote. Her reaction is instantaneous she arches her back as he watches and screams. A low pulse of electricity flows thru the collar shocking her just enough to cause pain. He leans in releasing the button smiling into her face his words low. “I own you... no one will miss you my toy.” He moves to the side as he watches her he sets the remote on the table. He reaches down catching her by a shoulder rolling her over so now she is face down on the couch. He lifts her up moving her to the padded arm of the couch pressing her stomach into it. “Damn it no this is rape....” Her voice is terrified once more he just continues to position her. Getting her just right over the arm her feet hang just off the floor. Looking down he sees her ass cheeks spread helplessly as he picks up his remote once more. She starts to struggle when she feels him moving between her thighs she closes her legs. He laughs as they press closed baring him. He lets his finger strokes over the remote. Watching her he can see her body shudder in pain. He does not let up on the remote till her legs slowly slide apart. He moves between them before finally releasing the button letting the pain stop. His hand leads the way reaching between her parted pussy lips he strokes over her watching as she shivers at first contact. He presses his fingers into her slit opening it even wider for his invasion. His fingers feel her heat a hint of wetness as they open her enough to feel her. Then he moves them from her feeling her relax a bit he moves in till his cock head presses to her slit. She begins to struggle once more babbling about this not happening to her. He presses the remote shocking her just long enough to slide the tip of his cock into her tight pussy. He groans in pleasure as she screams for mercy. He ignores her pressing forward into her slightly damp hole. Her screams of anger and fear soon turn to screams of pain. He thrusts deeper into her with each stroke causing pain since she is not ready for him. After several moments of her trying to wither off his cock as he impales her with more he stops. She cries tears again as she feels his balls stroking her clit impaled on his eight inches of cock. He reaches down massaging her ass cheeks as her struggles bring him pleasure. He groans at the tight velvet prison he has broken into. He catches her legs with his hands after a minute and spreads them wide almost unseating her from the couch arm. “Now my pet I am going to fuck you till I am content.” His words coming out as a lust filled growl. No sooner then he says them then his hips begin to piston in and out of her poor tormented slit. His grip on her thighs is painful but gives him the leverage he needs to slam into her with savageness. She is whining in pain and shame as he takes her pussy for his own. He rides her with no mercy giving her a savage fucking as he feels the pleasure building in his cock. Her scent begins to waft about the room he inhales deeply taking her scent in. She is still struggling but now she can feel her wetness beginning to ease his passage. Holding her split wide his balls keep slamming into her clit. Finally he hears what he was waiting for her soft moan of pleasure. He groans as his cock strokes deeply as possible with each stroke. He can feel her slit slowly pulsing as he rides her she is finally surrendering to his cock. He lets her wiggle as he rides her pussy his cock on the edge he growls in heaven. Her pussy is burning with a fire her mind telling her this is so wrong but her body is responding as all women have thru the ages. Her hips buck back into his as much as possible trying to force more of his cock into her. He groans as he pounds home her pussy growing tighter about him. He feels her slit like a velvet noose begin to convulse around his cock. Her screams are random without meaning as her body runs wild without regard for her dignity. He sees her cumming for him bound helpless a victim to his passions. It is too much for him to endure. He feels one last convulsion of her prison trying to keep him locked within. He pulls his cock from her slit as she screams again. He slides his cock between her ass cheeks feeling the heat from her asshole. Releasing her legs his fist finds the base of his cock stroking it with purpose he soon sprays her ass with his cum. “YES... Y.E...S MY...P.ET per....fect....” He aims his cock so her asshole is covered in a layer of his cum. Then he sprays across her ass cheeks being careful not to spray her bonds. He hears her moaning as his hot cum touches her body she is still wiggling in pleasure or need his head is spinning. He leans on the arm of the couch as he slowly gets his breath. Moving slowly he walks around to her looking down into her eyes. He watches her as she looks up there is shame in her eyes. He crouches next to the arm of the couch looking at her he reaches up stroking her face. “I am pleased my pet. You may call me Sir when you address me.” His words are soft as he relaxes she can see his shiny cock between his legs hanging slightly limp now. Her mind is lost in thought she had come for him and he was happy. He could read the confusion in her eyes like a book. “Remember this pet your purpose now is to please me. The better you do at this the better life can get.” He strokes her hair slowly he draws her off the couch arm. His cum is slowly dripping down her ass he nods approvingly as she wiggles feeling it as well. He moves with her to the back wall of the room he presses a spot on the wall as a door that wasn’t there before swings open. A dim light is on at the base of the stairs as he leads her down. He can feel her shaking so he stays close to her side. Once at the bottom he lets her eyes wander for a moment. Then he turns her so she can see a cage which is five foot long by three foot wide. The cage is just tall enough to admit a stooping person. There is a small mattress at the far end. The mattress is one of the ones that blow up much more comfortable then the concrete floor. He directs her to the cage where he types in a swift five digit code on the panel. She hears a hiss as the door pops open. She begins to shiver again as he pulls her close and kisses her this time he forces his tongue into her mouth. She whimpers but surrenders not wanting to be shocked again. Her tongue is timid as she fences with his as he explores her mouth. He takes a step back from her and nods to the cage releasing her arm. Her eyes show the fear there as she looks to him tears falling once more. He shakes his head not speaking wanting her to do this on her own. Crying softly she moves to the door slipping into the cage she turns around. His smile is soft full of pleasure. “Sleep good pet tomorrow I will allow you five questions before you start your training.” He sees her struggle with the silk binding her and smiles. He pushes the door to the cage shut the panel goes from green to red locking with a click. As he walks to the stairs he calls back to her. “The bed is bolted to the floor it will not slide out from under you.” He begins to go up the stairs but what he hears stops him cold. Her words are still choked with her tears and soft sobs but he heard her right. “Yes Sir.” He turned in time to see her slump onto the mattress and collapse into a ball of tears. Nodding he moves up into the room once more pulling the door shut behind him leaving his new pet in the dark confines of her new home. More To Come...... I hope you enjoyed this section and had fun. Send any constructive input to [email protected].

“That girl keeps looking at you,” Beth said icily. Michael perked up at that. “Which girl?” His head craned conspicuously as he scanned the crowded bar. “Over there, by the pool table,” Beth said with annoyance. “She’s got a nice smile, too.” “Yeah, she is cute,” Michael agreed, finally finding the young woman in question. “She looks sweet.” Beth rolled her eyes and took a long sip of her mai tai. “Women aren’t sweet, Michael. They’re all cold-hearted and catty. She probably wants something from you.” Michael snorted into his beer. “Whatever. Like you are somehow exempt from that assessment?” “No,” Beth shot back. “I’m the worst of them. That’s how I know.” “I don’t know. She looks nice. I’m going to go talk to her.” Michael started to get up from his stool. Beth’s hand landed on his arm. “No, brother, let me set the hook for you. We’ll give her the one-two punch and she won’t be able to resist.” Michael’s eyes narrowed. “Do we always have to do that? Can’t I just meet a girl on my own?” Beth ignored him and slipped from her seat. Michael watched his twin sister walk away. Beth was a knockout: 5’ 9”, slender, with long naturally blonde hair that framed her stunning face. Icy blue eyes sat above a pert nose and luscious pink lips. She maintained a flawless medium tan year-round, with no bikini tan lines. She carried herself with poise and grace. Guys always ogled her, but she was aloof to their advances. She took a meandering route so as to not look too obvious. She eventually sidled up next to the young woman, getting her attention and putting her lips to the woman’s ear to talk over the loud music. “Hey! I’m Beth.” “Hi! Mollie.” “Hey, my brother thinks you’re cute, but he’s too shy to ask.” “That’s your brother?” Mollie asked with relief, gesturing toward Michael with her head. “I was worried he was your date.” “Yep, he’s my twin brother. His name is Michael.” “Twins. Cool. He’s gorgeous.” “Wanna go meet him?” “Um, yeah, sure. Thanks, Beth!” Beth took Mollie by the hand and led her through the morass of people that filled the club. As they neared Michael, Mollie was smiling with anticipation. He was an Adonis: 6’ 2”, athletic but not overly muscular, with strong wide shoulders, close-cut hair and an approachable demeanor. He smiled at everyone, talked easily with anyone and was instantly likeable. His face beamed with warmth and a deeply masculine handsomeness that any woman would find difficult to ignore. Beth slapped Michael on the knee. He was staring the other way, pretending he didn’t see them parade toward him. He turned to face them, and gave Mollie and warm, sexy grin. He liked her dark bobbed hair, which framed her wide, feminine face. Beth introduced them. They hit it off immediately, and spent the next ten minutes chatting loudly over the club music that pulsed around them. Beth watched them talk, barely able to hear the conversation, but recognizing all the body language. This Mollie was everything that she was not. Beth was tall, sophisticated, blonde, tan, aloof, even cynical. Mollie was shorter, brunette, completely girly, and almost transparent in her persona. She watched Michael warm to Mollie’s open manner. ‘She’s a fucking schoolgirl,’ Beth decided in her head. Mollie’s smile was wide and toothy. Her posture was very receptive, and she noticed the two had moved closer together as they talked. ‘Men fall for the simplest creatures,’ she mused. She regarded her own, more polished, appearance, and considered all the effort she put into maintaining it. Beth shook her head. ‘Oh, their fucking hands are touching!’ Beth was starting to fume as she saw Michael’s knuckles contact Mollie’s smaller hands. Finally Mollie broke long enough to announce to the both that she was going to use the ladies’ room, and left her drink on their table. She smiled one last time at Michael and disappeared into the crowd in the direction of the toilet. Beth started in immediately. “Okay, Michael, you gotta do this one.” “What? Why? Beth, come on, not this time,” Michael pleaded. “Nope. No fucking way, Mike. You HAVE to.” “No, Beth. I think I really like this girl. She’s so sweet. I’m not going to.” “Fuck you, Mike. You’ll do it.” Beth turned away, sucking on the bright pink straw of her cocktail. Michael’s face fell in sadness. He looked over at Beth, who was completely ignoring him. His face went through a range of expressions, from defiance to rage to acquiescence. Finally his gaze fell to the floor, and his posture sagged. Mollie reappeared next to Michael, and his face came alive again. The two resumed their chatting. Beth peeked over, and saw with burning satisfaction that Michael’s apparent happiness was forced. He was devastated, she knew. She had just crushed him again, and he was using all his effort to hide it, from her and from Mollie. Mollie didn’t seem to notice, and she fell further and further under Michael’s spell. Under Beth’s peripheral watch, Mollie flirted away, laughing and smiling and touching casually. Beth looked on with gratuitous satisfaction as Mollie and Michael played the game. Soon Mollie had a hand on his bicep, and soon another on his knee. Beth grinned smugly and looked away, certain that the trap was ready to be sprung. Beth led the way to the parking lot, with Michael leading Mollie out by the hand. The twins piled into Beth’s Jetta, and Mollie followed them to their place in her Corolla. Michael opened a bottle of wine while Beth gave Mollie a quick tour of their two-bedroom apartment. Mollie fawned over the cat, picking her up and carrying her to the couch. Michael returned from the kitchen and filled three glasses with a midrange Merlot. The chatting and flirting resumed in earnest, no longer hindered by the din of the bar. Beth sat with the cat in an armchair, while the two would-be lovers sat close on the small couch. When the clock turned to 2am, Beth announced that she was heading for bed, and shot Michael a knowing look. “Hey, brother, can you give me a hand quick? The bathroom door keeps sticking.” Michael’s expression fell, and he solemnly followed his twin sister to the bathroom. Mollie worked on coaxing the cat onto her lap. “Okay, Michael, time to make it happen.” “Beth, come on…” “Stop being a fucking baby. You know the deal. At least make it worth her while.” “Beth…” “Michael, if your cock doesn’t smell like cunt slime by the time I wake up, I will hurt you. You don’t want me to hurt you again, do you?” Michael’s face flushed with humiliation. “No,” he stammered, fighting back the urge to cry. “Good, then make sure your cock stinks like her pussy, and I won’t have to.” Beth spun around and closed the bathroom door in Michael’s face. Mollie left around 4am. She was so touched. Michael was a gentle and generous lover. Despite their alcohol-fueled passion, he was deliberate and tender. As she’d mounted him and rode him to orgasm, she was astonished to watch him tear up when his climax arrived. It was too soon to call it love, of course, but she felt a closeness with Michael that she’d not had with a man for a some time, and as she dressed in the darkness, she was already looking forward to their next time together. Mollie left her number with a smiley face on a note on the coffee table. Michael was sleeping peacefully, so she kissed him softly and let herself out, careful not to let the cat out. She drove home with a big smile on her face and a pleasant warmth between her legs. Michael was relieved when he heard Mollie leave. He always hated pretending to be asleep, and he was always surprised that women couldn’t tell. He popped up and locked the front door, and strode anxiously to Beth’s bedroom. Beth had heard Mollie leave as well. She could never sleep on these nights. The anticipation was just too intense. It felt like an eternity before Mollie left, and Michael’s footsteps down the hall signaled the end of the wait. She sat up and counted the steps. Michael swung the door wide open, and Beth’s bedroom was bathed in the faint light from the hallway nightlight. Michael stood in full silhouette, and she could tell he was completely nude. His genitals hung low and pendulous, as ripened fruit heavy with sugar and juices. She felt the first jolt go through her crotch, and she flung back the covers to expose her own naked form. “Well, Michael, how was she? Was it any good?” “Jesus, Beth, just check for yourself,” Michael said with feigned annoyance. “Well, then bring it over here,” she ordered. Michael strode to the foot of the bed and knelt on the mattress. He continued his forward movement on his knees, his silhouette slowing turning into a recognizable man. Beth absentmindedly licked her lips expectantly. With childlike enthusiasm, Beth threw herself back on the bed as Michael approached. He straddled her narrow torso, and she felt his cock and balls drag over her chest as he negotiated his position. Finally she felt his knees against her armpits, and she saw his cock but an inch from her mouth. Beth’s saliva production accelerated, and she swallowed heavily, anxious to have her brother’s organ in her mouth. Beth lifted her head from the pillow and pressed her nose against Michael’s flaccid member. She inhaled deeply, and the foreign but recognizable odor of another woman’s vaginal fluids filled her nose. “Oh God, that skanky bitch left her scent all over you, Michael.” Beth breathed in again, her eyes closing as she did so. The electricity in her crotch was nearly overwhelming. “That fucking bitch! How dare she? Fuck, Michael, you’re cock’s all crusty,” Beth hissed, her voice a mix of derision and lust. Michael opened his mouth to speak, but Beth got there first. “I’d better clean it off, huh? We don’t want that fucking whore’s juice all over you,” Beth breathed as she took her last inhalation of Michael’s sex-crusted phallus. Satisfied she’d gotten her full enjoyment from the scent, Beth popped his still-flaccid cock into her mouth. One of Beth’s favorite things in the entire world was feeling Michael’s cock stiffen in her mouth. She had trained him to remain flaccid as long as possible so as to allow her such a pleasure. She wasn’t sure what it was she like so much about that sensation, but she did know that it was a perfect illustration of the kind of control over Michael that she so desperately enjoyed. She savored the knowledge that she could arouse him so instantaneously, at HER command. Michael’s shriveled cock ballooned in her mouth, and Beth swallowed hungrily to keep his entire length encased in her control. She deepthroated him expertly, her tongue even snaking out underneath to touch his hairless scrotum. She reached around Michael’s bare thigh to massage his balls. She stroked his ass crack lightly, anxious to tease him, but not yet ready to release her oral hold. Michael felt his cock absorb into the hot moist space of his sister’s mouth. He closed his eyes involuntarily, feeling the familiar sensation of his ultra-rapid erection coming to bear on her throat. He looked down at Beth. Her jaw was gapingly wide to fit his thick cock, and as her mouth slid to take in his fully engorged length, he watched her eyes roll back into her head. He thought she looked like a snake eating a rat, the way its jaw dislocates to handle the girth of its prey. The whites of her eyes showed as she hypnotically bobbed her head. Sometimes he wanted to just skull-fuck her. He loved her slow, teasing cocksucking, but sometimes he wished he could just ram it home and explode in her mouth. But he couldn’t. She wouldn’t let him. Not ever. He sighed deeply, and emptied his mind of such distracting thoughts. Beth started playing with his balls, and he surrendered himself fully to her well-practiced ministrations. Beth finally released her suction hold on Michael’s phallus. Her neck muscles were getting sore, and her head fell back onto the pillow to her relief. In the process, Michael’s cock was left in midair, glistening with Beth’s saliva, and pulsing perceptibly in the dark bedroom air. Michael crawled off of his sister, taking in her naked body in the pale light. He leaned down and pressed his mouth to hers. Quickly her tongue slipped into his mouth. The two lingered in a passionate, hungry kiss. Beth finally broke it. “Oh God, even your mouth tastes like that slut. Did you eat her box?” Michael nodded with a big grin. Beth grinned back. “You’re disgusting. That filthy whore didn’t deserve it.” Michael couldn’t respond when Beth pulled his head in for another hot kiss. She licked his lips and mouth, taking in all of his earlier lover’s remaining tastes and scents. Michael managed a word in. “But you do.” Beth smiled proudly. “Yes, I do, don’t I? In order to make up for having chowed her nasty cunt, you have to eat my beautiful clean one.” Michael nodded, and dutifully moved himself down between her legs. Beth lifted her legs high and far apart. She felt her brother’s hands on her thighs, and sighed peacefully as she felt his warm mouth on her labia. Michael lapped and licked carefully and tenderly. Beth’s body tingled at his touch. She bit her lip as his tongue grazed her clit, and her back arched in response. “Tell me my cunt is beautiful, Michael.” Michael took a breath from his efforts. “It’s the most beautiful cunt in the world, Beth.” “Tell me you love my cunt. Tell me you love me.” “I love you, Beth. I love your cunt, and I love licking your cunt.” With this, Michael plowed himself into her folds, pressing his tongue into her, feeling her vagina absorb his tongue. Beth moaned loudly, and her hands tumbled through his short hair. Slowly, patiently, expertly, Michael brought his sister to orgasm. Her hips rocked against his head. As climax approached, Beth’s legs wrapped around Michael’s neck. His strong shoulders bore her weight, and her hips left the bed. He supported her by putting his hands on her small, shapely buttocks, giving them a tender squeeze as the first waves of orgasm washed over Beth. When her body had recovered from the shock of her intense climax, Beth released her crushing grip on Michael’s shoulders, and reached down to feel the heat emanating from her highly stimulated crotch. She looked down at her brother, his face flushed and sticky. The twins lay in repose, catching their breath and enjoying the moment of closeness. Finally Beth spoke. “Time to go to the special place,” Beth said softly, using their code word. Michael simply nodded. His cock ached, and he pressed it harder against the bed. Beth lifted her legs up again, spreading them wide, and tilted her hips up. Michael leaned in and pressed his tongue against her now exposed anus. He lapped at it briefly, leaving ample saliva for lubrication. Michael loved Beth’s ass. She always kept it clean and neat, and this was always his favorite part of their sex life. He actually loved the taste. But this moment was just preparation, and he didn’t linger long. Michael sat upright, and pressed his swollen cockhead against Beth’s wetted anus. He looked his sister in the eye and leaned in. His heavy phallus slid easily into her butt, and he started stroking into her gently. Other than the use of her alternate orifice, the two made tender love as any other couple would: lots of caresses, passionate kissing, exploration with hands and lips. Michael’s hips pistoned unfailingly and with precise frequency. Beth felt her rectum fill up and empty with each stroke. She adored the feeling of having her brother in her ass. It just felt perfect. She never came this way; like any woman she needed clitoral or vaginal stimulation for that. But this was the emotional apex of their lovemaking. Beth knew that no other woman would ever offer up her anus for Michael’s enjoyment. At least, she would never let any woman get that close to Michael for it to come to that. This was the core of her control over her brother; her special place was a symbol for their inseparability. Michael truly believed that no woman could ever love him as much as Beth, and the proof was his regular access to her in this way. The consequence for Beth was a permanently stretched anus. She brought Michael into her rectum several times a week on average. But she had long ago adjusted to the consequent changes in her bowel movements. It was all worth it to have Michael’s undying love and obedience. After several minutes of deep thrusting into the depths of her ass, Michael finally reached orgasm. He emptied himself deep inside her, and she swooned when she felt the hot liquid spill into her cavity. After pumping until empty, Michael collapsed in exhaustion across his sister’s sweaty naked body, and promptly fell asleep. It was his second lengthy sexual engagement of the night, and it was also nearly dawn. Beth lay beneath her brother, comforted by his weight upon her, and by his continued phallic presence in her butt. She felt his ejaculate move around in her cavity, and she relished the sensation. Slowly, though, she felt his cock shrink and retreat. Eventually it slipped out altogether, and she suddenly felt empty. Michael’s cum dribbled from her loose sphincter. Beth drifted into a warm pleasant slumber, secure in the embrace of her brother, her closest friend and lover for at least another day. Beth and Michael had performed this bizarre ritual hundreds of times. The involvement of other women for Michael’s use had evolved in the past year, and had only been done a few dozen times. It became Beth’s latest perversion, but was borne out of Michael’s vocal desire to meet other women. This terrified Beth, of course. She had never known another man’s touch, having decided very early on that Michael was the only man she could love. Michael had felt the same until recently, when he started to recognize that their love could never be recognized or admitted. He longed for a legitimizing love, and while he loved Beth more than he could possibly tell her, he also yearned for the freedom to move beyond her. So Beth, recognizing that she might lose Michael if she didn’t let him taste the forbidden fruit, decided to actually help him meet women. She had to, lest she not be able to control the situation. So she started taking him out, identifying girls that fit her profile. For one, they must not look or act anything like her. It was crucial that Michael never confuse anyone with her. They must be attractive enough for Michael to get excited about, but not so beautiful as to threaten her place in his heart. The women must be sexual enough that they would sleep with him on the first date, because she absolutely forbade second dates. That would lead to a relationship, and commitment, and the collapse of their carefully ordered life. And so Beth started helping Michael get laid, but always with the secret purpose of driving him even closer to her. Michael relished his brief moments of sex with these women, grieving for their brevity, wishing he could see them again, and love them, and maybe marry them. For all his sexual prowess, Michael was a full-blown romantic. He lived to cherish women, and that was exactly what drove Beth’s fears. She had to vilify them, make them seem dirty and unlovable. Michael was a disgusting fool for sleeping with them, and she had to make him right again afterwards. She cleaned away the filth of the other woman’s claim on her man. She learned to love the taste of other women’s pussies by sucking their juices off Michael’s shaft. She had to keep him in her orbit, keep him under her control. Losing Michael would be losing herself. She was sure she would die without him. She dwelled on this often, and it took all her emotional strength to hide her weakness and her fear from her beloved brother. But something happened differently this time. Before entering Beth’s bedroom, Michael had secretly stashed Mollie’s number. It had nearly broken his heart to have used the girl in this way, and though he loved his reward from Beth, something about Mollie made him determined to see her again. It was his turn to plot and scheme. He was no fool; he knew he lived under Beth’s tight control. But for the first time, he actually found himself wishing he didn’t. Moliie retrieved her voicemail between her morning classes. She was thrilled to hear that it was Michael. She was, true to fact, a very sweet girl, and it had gone against her first instincts to sleep with Michael that first night. But she’d felt safe that the presence of his twin sister would have prevented things from getting out of hand had she changed her mind. That didn’t happen, of course, and they were a darling pair, Michael and Beth. The cat had sealed the deal for her. She’d only slept with five guys in her life: three in high school, and so far just two in college. Each had been a serious boyfriend. Michael was in fact the lone exception, and his voicemail gave her hope that she hadn’t misjudged him. Five days; she had started to worry he wouldn’t call at all, but that was no longer a concern. He sounded somewhat mysterious, his voice hushed and his speaking rapid. But the content of his message was what interested her, and it was agreeable; he wanted to see her again. There was something delightfully naïve about Michael. It was as if he’d never dated before. He lacked all the typical chauvinistic mannerisms of guys, especially those in their mid-twenties. He did not, in fact, leave a number to call, but the caller ID on her cell phone hinted that it might be a work number; the area code didn’t match where she knew their apartment to be. He indicated he’d call her later when he was free to talk. He did so, hours later in the mid-afternoon. This time, she excused herself from class to answer it. “Hi Michael. I’m so glad you called.” “Hi, Mollie. It’s great to hear your voice.” She smiled at his words. His tone was so earnest; she knew he couldn’t be lying. They caught up for a few minutes. “So, when can I see you again?” Michael asked expectantly. “I don’t know, this weekend, I guess. Maybe the three of us can get together for pizza or something.” Michael was silent. “Um, maybe. Beth’s been really busy. Maybe we should hook up with her some other time. How about a movie?” Mollie missed the cue. “Sure, whatever.” “Tell you what. If we can meet up and your place, I’ll make you dinner.” “Deal! My place is pretty small, but I’m game. Saturday night okay?” Mollie no longer held any doubts about Michael. “Great, give me your address. I’ll come over at 6.” Beth sat alone at the apartment, stewing in an emotional sepsis. She tried desperately to watch the sad parade of reality TV programming aimed at her demographic, but nothing could distract her very long from the pronounced and painful absence of her beloved Michael. He’d left a cryptic and utterly unsatisfying note on the counter referring to a ‘night out with the guys’, but in some deep burning corner of her twisted heart, she knew he was out with her. She also knew with the same certainty that she was going to lose her grasp on him. Beth alternated between making tall, generous cocktails for herself, and sobbing with grief. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Beth pictured Michael, his perfect body and handsome face contorted with the expressions of sex. But instead of imagining herself underneath him, she obsessed over the presence of that dreadful Mollie. Beth languished, forcing herself to visualize Mollie’s legs around Michael’s waist. She felt herself gag when she conjured up graphic images of his glistening cock sliding over and over into that slut’s ragged cunt. Beth vocalized with a muted scream and ran to the bathroom. The sound of her vomiting carried through the empty apartment. The cat, confused, hid under Beth’s bed. Beth was making a vain attempt at sleep when she heard the front door open quietly. She smirked angrily, knowing that Michael was trying his best to be inconspicuous upon his return home. Wisely, Beth noted, he made no attempt to greet her or otherwise disturb her. Eventually, slightly sated by the knowledge that Michael was at least home safe, Beth drifted into an exhausted sleep. Beth had already decided not to bring it up by the time Sunday morning came around. Beth was up first, and Michael showed up bare-chested in the kitchen as his tanned, slender sister was whisking batter for pancakes. They ate in silence, and Michael made his own estimations regarding his sister’s emotional distance. In point of fact, he was grossly underestimating. Beth decided to take a sick day on Monday. Michael had already left for work, and Beth made the call. She was by nature a healthy, vivacious person who was rarely ill, so her employer bore her no ill will on the matter. She was, in fact, in perfect physical health. But emotionally, Beth was a wreck. Sunday had passed at a geologic pace, and even Michael had grown uncomfortable enough to suggest they see a movie to mask the awkward silence. She rolled around in bed for a while, but she already knew how she would spend part of her day. After a lazy breakfast, Beth began a systematic, non-destructive search of Michael’s bedroom. She was not yet ready to toss the room in some dramatic mobster fashion. So she instead carefully lifted and replaced items as she searched. It took only ten minutes for Beth to find what she was looking for. She took her time getting ready, making sure she looked her scene-stealing best, before heading to the car. It was a statistical anomaly that Mollie was even home when Beth buzzed her apartment’s call box. “Hi Mollie, it’s Beth. Michael’s sister.” Beth burned as she said it, using her well-practiced cheery tone. “Oh, hey,” Mollie was perplexed, but recovered quickly. “Come on up,” she added, and keyed the door switch. Forty-five seconds later, there was a knock on her door. “Hi, Beth, come on in!” Mollie actually like Beth, from what she’d experienced that first night. She was a little overly-coiffed for Mollie’s taste, but she had a caustic sense of humor that she enjoyed, and since Beth had been the one to introduce her to Michael, Mollie figured she must have passed the sister’s test. “So, what brings you by, Beth?” Beth’s forced smile vanished, her eyes took on their icy glare. What followed, if overheard by a passerby, would have sounded like a traditional love triangle argument between the two competing parties. Beth lashed out verbally at Mollie, using horrendous language and cutting deeply into Mollie’s sensitive nature. The worst, of course, was that for the first time, Beth had completely and dramatically exposed her torrid, if illegal, relationship with her brother. The news landed on Mollie like a crushing ocean wave. She immediately resisted it as a terrible lie, but the ferocity of Beth’s confrontation was proof enough. Mollie was devastated, naturally. Her legs weakened and she fell back onto the small sofa. Beth was relentless, and Mollie could barely get a word in edgewise. Worse, she didn’t even know what to say. Within minutes, she had gone slack and hid her face in her arms, begging Beth to leave. Just as the gentle-natured Mollie was steeling herself to force Beth out, the raving woman abruptly stopped and disappeared noiselessly from the apartment. Michael’s call several hours later was not unexpected, and Mollie had to make herself answer it. The conversation was short, decidedly terse on her part, and it repeatedly involved her use of the phrase, ‘how could you sleep with your own sister?’. Michael’s heart sank, and when Mollie ended he call, he kept the phone to his ear, dejected. Michael returned home that night furious with his sister. Her action, beyond cruel and unnecessary, was stupid. She’d risked their entire relationship to act territorial. As he pulled into the apartment complex parking lot, he put on his normal face and made his way up to their apartment. Each pretended the other didn’t know what had happened. The siblings ate dinner together as normal, which, though slightly awkward, was delicious and somehow reassuring. Normalcy seemed to be returning. Toward the end of a mellow night of TV, Michael was feeling amorous. He massaged her feet, kissing her toes tenderly. Beth was surprised, but she took it as a clear sign that Michael had come to his senses and realized how precious their love was. She gave herself to his advances. Beth turned off the TV and straddled Michael on the couch. She pressed her lovely face to his and sucked his lips into her mouth. Michael’s hands were immediately groping. Beth’s supermodel frame required no bra, and his hands coursed over her smooth back, under her baby-tee, eventually coming around the front to find her small pert breasts. Her nipples were stiffened, and Beth shivered as her brother’s familiar touch caressed them. She chewed on his lower lip and thrust her crotch against him. With that, Michael picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. The siblings reenacted their traditional lovemaking routine. Michael straddled Beth’s narrow torso. She took him lovingly into her mouth, relishing with satisfaction that she had earned his love this time. She was exceedingly loving and generous as she sucked on his cock, taking extra time to deep throat, tease the head, lick the length; she even took his hairless scrotum into her mouth. Michael noticed the extra attention and made sure his appreciation was vocalized. Before he got too close to orgasm, Michael withdrew from the delightful confines of his sister’s mouth, and descended to his familiar cunnilingus position. Beth readily parted her legs. Michael reciprocated his sister’s attentive oral ministrations, bringing her to orgasm slowly, lovingly, tenderly, passionately. His tongue plied her wet folds like the sharp prow of a ship through gentle waters. Michael felt her thighs tighten around his head has her climax came on. He intensified, pushing her faster to her orgasm. She swooned with great emotion, he noticed, and Michael understood the significance of his giving act for his sister this night. Finally the time came for the ‘special place’. They worked as a practiced team as Michael slid effortlessly into Beth’s warm rectum. Beth played with her nipples, and Michael sucked on her toes. She spread her labia wide, feeling Michael’s pubis land against her clit. She relished that favorite feeling of fullness, the ebb and flow of Michael’s looming presence in her anus. She decided to masturbate to orgasm one more time. She wanted them to come together. Beth watched his face intently, looking for cues to his impending climax. Finally Michael could no longer delay the inevitable. His nuts tightened and began to pump semen. He groaned loudly as his seed spilled deep inside his sister’s ass. She sped up her clitoral contact, and her second orgasm arrived seconds after his. Beth was just enjoying the final tingles of her orgasm when the lovemaking routine changed unexpectedly. At this point Michael normally fell asleep on top of her, one of her favorite parts of their ritual. This time, however, Michael remained upright and stared Beth right in the eye. Beth was opening her mouth to ask Michael what was wrong. The words never came out. Michael suddenly clamped both hands over his sister’s mouth, clamping her nose and mouth closed. At first she thought he was joking, but his grip was cruel and heavy. Beth began to panic. Within seconds, Beth’s panic was at full intensity. She started to kick wildly, and her slender arms flailed helplessly. Beth’s waifish frame was no match Michael’s robust physique. Her panic and exertion accelerated her body’s consumption of oxygen, and in a haze of terror, bewilderment and deep sadness, Beth slowly lost her fight for survival. Beth’s eyes rolled back in her head, her mind no longer registering the image of her brother and lover on top of her, taking her life as his shrinking phallus still lingered in their most sacred shared space. “Hello?” Mollie had moved on. She had been deliberate about not getting hung up on Michael. The situation was so bizarre as to be unbelievable, and she didn’t want any part of it. “Mollie, it’s Michael. It’s okay. She’s gone. We can be together again.” His voice was boyish and naïve, and it shook with nervous energy. “Jesus, Michael, don’t call me. You fucking freak!” Mollie didn’t want to hear any of it. “But listen, Beth is not going to bother us anymore!” Michael’s earnestness was startling. “I don’t care, Michael. You guys are sick. I don’t even want to hear about it.” “She had me under her spell, but not anymore. Mollie, listen to me. I love you and I want to be with you. We can be together now, forever. Beth is not going to bother us anymore.” Something about that statement gave Mollie chills. “What do you mean, Michael?” “I mean she’s gone. Forever.” Mollie’s blood went cold. “What do you mean, Michael? Where did she go?” “She’s just gone. Now we can be togeth—“ Mollie cut him off. “What the fuck did you do, Michael?” Mollie’s heart was racing. “I made things right. It doesn’t matter. But now we can—“ “Jesus, Michael, what did you do?” “Mollie, I did it for you,” Michael offered weakly. Mollie was already dialing 911 from her seldom-used landline. She heard the operator answer. “Michael, I have to call you back,” Mollie breathed as she hung up on him. It broke Mollie’s gentle heart to talk with the 911 operator, and even more so when the detective called her back. But nothing was more heartbreaking than finding out that her suspicions were true. Beth’s lifeless body was laying in her bed, lovingly dressed, her cosmetics touched up, her hair brushed. Michael had confessed without hesitation. Mollie had nearly put the incident behind her when, nearly a year later, she read in the paper that Michael had hanged himself in prison. As twisted and deformed as her one-time lover had been, she understood the depth of closeness Michael had shared with his sister. She wept briefly, then discarded the paper and vowed to never think of Michael and Beth ever again.

I never knew boarding-school could be fun and exciting. I was in my first year and he was in his final. He was adolescent person.....very attractive and handsome.....I first met him in the farewell party.... he was pleasant and easy to talk....we got acquinted and since we lived in the same floor I agreed to visit him to get some of his old notes for my future references...it was an unwelcome event, there was blackout in the building due to monsoon rain...unfortunately I was out of candle so I decided to give him a visit.... he received me with kindness....though it was dark, he did not light a candle but the room was illuminated by the moon.....he was in his short pant.....he was strong body and I looked at him with wonder and pleasure....he offered me a bull drink .....he was really exciting me with his charm...I was becoming habituated to his climate when the topic about sex came out.....I was surprised... but his ability to explain was great and it affords me great pleasure... I was damn sure his cock will be much bigger than mine... I was right.. it was more than 9 inches long if not less and thick like the fruit of the oak tree..... nicely circumcised... my body aches by seeing his gradual growth with a viscid fall from his pee-hole...... this was not the first time but his size difinitely make difference...... when he say my mouth wide open out of fear, he comforted me..... don't worry it will hurt you a bit in the beginning...gradually you will ask for more.... I agreed to take what was offered to me... I intensely engaged in sucking his cock... completely gave up to his passion.. I remember I took only half of his cock deep down my throat when he increased the speed... he was like a bloodhound.. he strike again and again with his bloodgeon cock.... I was feeling great happiness... begging him for more... I want him to act superior..... there was emission of seminal fluid flowing freely out of my mouth, I had as much as i could like a bull drink... it had a glorious taste.... he continued pushing harder and harder.... he was unstopable... the cock was getting harder again.. I know he was nowhere to finish so soon....i do not want him to finish.... I want him to give me a very hard blow with his extra size cock.... let me feel the intense pain of body and mind... he was quite agreeable and agitator tooo... he was cock-sure to fuck me in my ass-hole...it was worth of being loved by him... his cock was facinating... the more he rubbed it with his hand, the more pump it become... I cannot see him teasing me so I let in dog-style... I knew its going to hurt me so I tried to stress my legs as wide as possible, this gave him opportunity to clearly look at my butt... since it was dark and rain still falling, he made sure to locate my asshole with his middle finger..... I helped him.. he was courtious to enter his finger in my ass so he applied some saliva in his finger and soem in my hole.... when he put his finger, there was movement of the agony through veins of my body but nevertheless I was enjoying the momentum of to and fro....ah ah ah was the only sound coming out of my mouth... the final moment came when I felt he was sliding his cock in my ass as quitely as possible.... every inch was satisfying my thirst.....the insertion of his cock in my ass to fuck me was unimaginable... when he was pushing and pulling I was being in heavern.....his way of fucking was uncomparable to any other fucked i had or was it the size of his cock that took me to the height of pleasure....I was actuated by the love of his cock and I remain faithful to him..... he was causing me vexation with the mushroom head, taking to the height and pushing it back deep down in my ass... every moment of pushing down the ass was overwhelming... he was having the quality of fucking me harder and harder.... I do not remember how long it lasted when there was a violant shock caused by the sudden contact of his cock in the end of my hole...it was his final blow.....first in the mouth and now in the ass.... he was my intimate companion.... that night I had a good shower and realized that my ass become large........... I never had him again, I left for my vacation. I hope and wish he read this story and try to contact me... I am still looking for him or someone who can rift of my ass with bigger cock than his.......

Okay lets start my stationg the facts. My name it t>j and im a married man. I have sex with many different women, i do not consider it cheating. Anyway therse are my adventures. Day1 I had a date with cindy. Cindy was a beautiful woman with dd breast. I could tell she wanted the time of her life. Like always we skipped the date part and went straight for the sex. I went to her place. We could not wait to undress. She ripped off her shirt exposing her bra less body and then pulled down her skirt exposing her clit. My god it was beautiful I almost exploded when i saw it. then i showed her my cock. She got down on her knees and began sucking. I could not control my self and my wife was the last thing on my mind right now. Soon afte rthat we got into the 69 position and i started to eat her pussy. It was wet and tasted great. I didn't want the night to end. I was et for about 6 hours because i told my wife i would be working late. Soon I put he ron the bed and opeaned her legs wide and stuck my 12inches inside her she could not speak only maon and man louder with each thrust. I wondered if i was hurting her but in the back of my mind i didn't really care becaus ei was enjoying it so much. I felt like i would explode and my hot sperm would fill her. I din't believe in condoms it was something about taking a risk that really excited me. I fucked her like that day would be my last. I thought she had tears falling from her eyes. I suddendly stoped and bent her over into doggy style position and starting fucking the hell out of her tight but hole. After about 5 minutes i cumed and it was great, i refused to stop i just kept going and she loved every minute of it. Finnaly i stoped and she started to finger her but hole and lick the cum off her fingers. I then starting in on her pussy cum was still running from my still-hard cock, she had a massive orgasim. I pulled out and sprayed my com on he hugh tittys. She gave me one last suck and i licked her pussy for a few minutes and i drrssed and slapped her on the ass and left. dat 1 #2 I had about 3 hours befor i ahd to be home do i called jenny. Jenny had a nice pair of boobs ans a nice ass. She knew the deal about my life style and had no problem with it. I arrive dat her house to find her door open and i was lead to her rood by s sexy voice. I opean the doo i foundd a naked jenny on the bed with a diddo between her legs. I said looks like your haveing fun but i can do better. She continued to fuck her self while i undressed. I started to suck her nipples snd she soon came. Then she sucked my cock. Jenny had the best cock sucking skills i had ever encounterd thats why i was addicted to her. After that i began ramming my hard conck in her. She must have still been wet from the fucking she had just givven herself because her pussy felt like heaven. I kep an eye on the clock becaus ei didn't want the wife to suspect anything. I cumed inside her and then she suck the rest of it from my dick. I was in complete shock about what happoned next she turned over and told me she ahd never been funck in tha ass befor and she wanted me to be the first. I did not hesitate. As i put it in inch by inch she started to scream from both pain and pleasure. Soon she was like a crack addict begging for more and more. She cumed and it was quit a sight watching her do it. Again i ahd no thought of my wife my only consern was not being late. I looke dat the clock and i had about 1 hour left dso i got dressed and left. day1 #3 I was not ready to go home so i went to get a cup of coffie. I ended up seeing a girl i used to date. We talked for i while and she said she didn't have a man and i said i was going through a divorce. We went to the bathroom and had sex. e were on the wall at first then on the floor. I licked her for a long time and she cucked me even longer. I ahd time for a quick fuck. I was great and i agreed to meet her again. When i got in the car i saw that i was over 20 minuteds late. When i got home my wife was waiting with an upset look on her face. Let me explain i said. i told her i left work late. She said she believed me but i could tell she didn't(i didn't realy care wheather she did or not). I made it up o her with some cock. I didn't enjoy it but she did. I had to imagion she was someone else To bust one nut. day2#1 I was on my way to meet monica. Monica was not your ordinary woman. She had a models body and extreamly big boobs. I had never had sex with her but i was expecting something out of this world. We went to a hotel and once we go to the room it was on. I started to rip off every article of clothing and once i set eyes on her cunt..... i saw stars. MY GOD it was amazing, her pussy hair was neatly shaved and the outside of it was soooooo beautiful. Insted of her getting on her knees like all the other girls, i got on mine and licked away. Her juices filled my mouth almost instantly. I realized i could not stop, i stayed in th eosition for hours. Finnaly after she had about 5 orgasims i was abil to let go. My cock was bigger and harder than it had ever been. She started to lick it and then she began to suck. My pre cum filled her mouth and gave her a taste of what was o come later taht nght. After a while i cumed my most massive load in her mouth, than we began fucking. She was so horney i thought she would claw my entire back. I was so great, seeing her sream at the top of her loungs, and sucking her hard nipples. after i cumed in her i stuck my penis in he rbutt hole. I had to take it slow becaus eit was so tight. It remined me of my hIgh School days. I started to mount her as if it was a matter of life and dealth. I could feel my hard on decrasing and i knew it was time to move on. I ate her one last time before bidding her goodbye. day 2 #2 I met up with kim(my wife's sister) at her place. I had always had sexual feeling her Kim but never gave into them until she gave me a blow job. We thought is was so fun the way we could do things right in front of my wife an dshe not even find out. We even had sex in the bed that my wife and i share. Sex with kim was not the best but she gave good head. Kim had had 5 kids and was stretched out beyound beliefe. I busted about three nuts in her mouth before i licked her. She cumed in a matter of seconds. I left with a smile on my face. I decided to go home early taht day. My wife was shocked at my arrivel. I said i was tired and wanted to get some sleep. I really wanted soem time to think. I realized i was not happy with my wife nor had i ever been. I loved sleeping around because i was always with someone new. I had a huge choice to make so i decided to sleep on it for a while. My wife walked in naked and got on my lap. I didn't touch her nor did i say anything so soon she left. She knew i was unhappy and she knew i wanted more than she could give me. I had falled out of love with her and i had falled in love with outside pussy.

It was the next day after the sex-fest I had with my sister Kelly; or should I say my sister had with me. For those of you just joining my diary of my sexual encounters with my sister Kelly allow me to re-cap her. She is 5’3”, 95 lbs., brown eyes, brownish-red hair and beautiful, natural 34D tits with a 21 and half inch waist and hips of 31 and a half-inch’s. She quietly walked into my bedroom and glided up behind me as I was rearranging some clothes in my closet. She slipped one hand around my waist and the other down the front of my sweat pants. She gently stroked my cock to life. “Mmmm, Eric I have been dreaming about your wonderful cock all night.” She whispered into my ear. “I can’t believe what we did yesterday and just how horny you have made me.” I tried to turn around but she would not let me. She pressed her large, luscious tits against my back and continued whispering her dirty, incestuous thoughts to me. “I can’t get over how good your cum tastes and how good it felt to have you blow it all over my tits and in my mouth.” “Sis you have no idea how fucking horny you have made me. I wished I could have fucked you all night long. I loved watching you, my beautiful, hot sister, sucking my cock, licking up my cum from your lips and tits. I loved fucking your gorgeous tits and I loved your tight, wet pussy around my cock.” “Well brother, can you feel my nice hard nipples against your naked back? My twat is already wet just from holding your steel rod in my hand. I can’t wait until I get to see your prick spewing out gobs of thick, sticky white cum.” “Kelly mom is still home, she hasn’t left for work yet, we can’t. She might here us or catch us. She’ll kill us if she finds out her son is fucking one of her daughters!” “I don’t care Eric. I want your cock in my mouth right now. I can’t wait any longer for the taste and feel of your cum on my tongue and sliding down my throat!” My sister let go of me and my cock. Between her hand stoking my shaft and her nasty thoughts, I had already given her hand a nice coating of my pre-cum jiz. She walked around in front me, smiled and then put those jiz-coated fingers into her mouth and slowly sucked all my pre-cum off of them. She worked her tongue in-between each finger and then snaked around each one. I watched as she savor every bit of pre cum my coated and drooled onto her fingers. Watching her do this only made my cock cry out with lustful agony to be in her mouth. She walked into my closet, she got behind the sliding door of my closet, and I have a double door closet. She turned and without saying a word she dropped to her knees. She gestured me forward with one finger and she licked her lips in anticipation of receiving my hard, bright red prick. Part of my brain reminded me that mom was still home but that part was quickly quieted with visions of my sister Kelly sucking hard and furious on my cock. I remember yesterday how she sucked my shaft with such lust and totally abandonment of shame. It replayed again and again in mind, in slow motion; my sister sucking down every last drop of my creamy load that I delivered into her hot, hungry, moist mouth. I stepped into my closet far enough that if anyone came in they would only see a small part of my back from the doorway. Luckily my sweat pant-shorts had a fly. I looked down at my sister, on her knees in front of me, reaching for my cock. “Ok my sweet brother, lets see if your cock is happy to see your sisters mouth.” She reached into my fly as she said this and pulled out my rock hard prick. “Oh, your cock is happy to see me, look at all the pre-cum oozing out of your piss slit! Your whole cock is already covered with it, nice and sticky!!” I watched as my sister stroked my shaft, she started at the base by my balls and slowly squeezed upwards. She was really enjoying milking as much semi-clear pre-cum out of the head of my cock as she could. She started to move her head to my cock, opening her mouth up; her tongue was nice and wet, covered with saliva. She moved slowly toward my throbbing shaft, looking up into my eyes and smiling. She was making me suffer in anticipation for the touch, the sensation of ecstasy I would feel the moment the head of my cock reached her tongue. She was enjoying it; I could see the lust building in her eyes. “Kelly wait.” She stopped with a surprise look on her face, only half an inch away from my pre-cum drooling prick. “Please open your shirt…I want to see your tits.” “You want to see more than my tits Eric. I know you want to cum all over them and watch me lick up your cum.” “Yes sis, please!” “No. Remember our deal. You do what I say or I tell mom you forced me to fuck you. I want you to cum in mouth!” Without another word she slid my cock into her mouth. I felt like I could cum right then and there. She kept her mouth open so I could enjoy the sight of my manhood slowly sliding along her tongue and into her waiting mouth. As the head of my cock reached the tip of tongue, my sister quickly flicked her tongue just under my piss slit, right where all the nerves end. I watched as my pre-cum flowed out of my shaft onto her tongue. Some of clear jiz found its way into her mouth; some ran along the sides of her tongue, dripping off the sides of my sister’s tongue. I watched as my pre-cum mixed with my sisters’ saliva dripped on to the floor, on to her nightshirt and on to her lower lips. From there it went down the sides of her mouth and her chin. Kelly closed her eyes and moaned with absolute delight. She slid my shaft along her tongue until it was all the way into her mouth. She sucked on my cock for a few moments and then just as slowly allowed it to slide out of her mouth. She looked up at me and said how my cum tasted even better than yesterday. Then she proceeded to start giving me a head spinning, mind-blowing blowjob. She sucked my cock like a wild, nympho. The slurping noises coming from her mouth, the humming and the wetness of her beautiful mouth and the feel of her tongue snaking around my cock were bringing me to an earth shaking eruption of cum like I had not experienced. Suddenly the door to my bedroom opened and our mom came in. “Eric have you seen Kelly?” My mom said. My mother was a very attractive woman herself. She has tan, olive tone skin beautiful long brunette hair. She is 5’8”, about 110 lbs., hazel eyes and a stunning figure; 34D tits (natural like my sister), waist 23” and hips of 34” She was dressed in her scrubs, she is nurse. My sister and I froze; of course my sister froze with my cock in her mouth. “Um, I think she went out jogging with her friend Cara.” I replied quickly. She put one hand on my doorway, one on her hip and looked at me quizzically. “Eric what are you doing in your closet?” “I am just looking for some things mom.” “Well if you are looking for your dirty magazines I did not touch them. I left them right where you put them.” “MOM!” “Oh don’t be embarrassed. It is natural and healthy for a young man your age to have those magazines, to look at and masturbate to. I don’t mind, in fact I flipped through them to see what was in there. The usual beautiful women to fantasize about and then jack off to.” I could not believe my mom was telling me these things. I looked down at my sister, who still had my cock in her mouth and I could tell she was ready to laugh at me because of the look on my face. Then what my mother said next made my jaw drop. “You know son, when you are sexually active, some women enjoy watching a man jack-off in front them. Some, a few, women find it to be a turn on. It is a very intimate thing you can do for a woman, thin about her and get off in front of her. But you have to find a woman who likes that though. Just like oral sex. Not every woman likes to give oral sex and swallow a man’s cum.” With that my sister Kelly started to lick my prick again. I could not believe it, between my mom and what she said and my sister giving me head, in my closet with our mom in the doorway! It was strangely exciting. Then our mom told me to tell Kelly that she would be home late so she should make dinner for herself and me and if we could start cleaning up my other sister’s room, Tara, she would appreciate it. My sister Tara would be home from oversea; she spent a year doing peace Corp work or something like that and she would be home in two weeks. I said fine as best as I could, since I was trying to hold back the moans of pleasure my sister was giving to me and the fact I wanted to cum in her mouth right then and there. My mom blew me a kiss, closed my door and left. Kelly slid my pre-cum, saliva-covered prick out of her mouth. A long strand of saliva went from her lower lip to the head of my bright red, aching, steel hard shaft. “Mom is right. I would love to see you jack-off for me. I never got to see you do that yesterday. It would really turn me on to watch my brother, lying on his bed, fantasying about me, while stroking his cock. I want to see all that cum spurt out of your prick like a love geyser. Will you do that for me Eric, my sweet brother? I promise I will lick up every drop of cum.” Without saying a word I grabbed my sisters’ hand and led her to my bed. I laid down and began to stroke my cock. My hand was up and down it like a blur. I watched as my sister really began to get turned on. She asked me if I was thinking about her, I said yes in the most lustful way I could. My sister and I were so involved in my jacking-off for her that we did not hear the front door open and close. Maybe if we weren’t so caught up in our lust we would have noticed my bedroom door open up a couple of inches and we would have seen our mom watching what was going on! Kelly and Eric’s mom came quietly as possible snuck into through the front door. She thought to herself; ‘I wonder if my son is jacking himself off now. I hope he is, I would love to see him, a nice handsome young man making himself cum.’ She made her way up the stairs and down the hall to her sons’ room. She could here him moaning, talking and groaning. She smiled lustfully as she reached his door. She thought she caught her son and would get to see him pleasuring himself. She quietly opened the door two inches, just enough to look in and see him on his bed. Her eyes bugged out as her jaw dropped to the floor; she was not ready for what she saw. Her son Eric was lying naked on his bed furiously stoking his cock but instead of a magazine in his hand she saw her daughter Kelly sitting there on the bed watching. Not only watching but they were talking about all the fucking they did the day before! “Kelly, ooooh, Kelly I wanna fuck you even more than yesterday. I gonna lick your cunt and make you cum in my face again and again. Your pussy juice tasted so good and your pussy is so wet. I loved having my cock in it!” I was trying hard not to cum just yet but just looking at my sister watching me stroke my shaft; thinking about her licking up all my cum, was becoming more than I could bear. “Sis, oh yeah I am gonna cum soon. Sis…why…uh oh God, why did mom say that all to me?” “Eric she is probably even more horny than me. She has not been with a man for over two years since dad passed away. This is turning me on brother. I am going to fuck you so hard. You can cum on my tits, in my pussy and in my mouth as much as you want today. Please cum Eric, I can’t take it anymore, I need to taste your cum!” Their mom at first was going to stop them but then her own lust took over. ‘So my son and daughter are fucking each other…hmmm, I will have to keep an eye on them more!’ She looked down at her watch, she was starting to run late but she had to see her son cum, she had to, she needed to. Eric let out a sound scream, “oh yeah Kelly here I cum, I’m cuuuuummmmmming!” With that both Kelly and there mom watched as his closed and the first large spurt of thick, white cum came erupting out of his shaft like a volcano erupting. It shot about a foot or so in the air and landed on his stomach. Quickly spasm after spasm followed. Spurt after spurt of sticky, salty, white cum jetted out of his prick and splattered when it landed on back on Eric’s body. His sister yelled at him to keep cuming and with one spurt she stuck out her tongue and caught it. She quickly swished her brothers’ gob of love goo around in her mouth and then happily swallowed it. As Eric’s cum fountain subsided, his sister said; “Eric, Eric stop stroking your cock. I want to suck the rest out of your prick!” Their mom just watched with a smile and slowly licked her lips. ‘My God, look at all that beautiful cum my son can make.’ She thought to herself. She with delight, pride and jealously as her daughter Kelly knelt down and sucked her brother’s cock. She watched in lustful pleasure as her son moaned and squirmed under the treatment her daughter was giving to his shaft with her mouth and tongue. She slid her hand down her scrub pants and felt her own pussy tingling and becoming very moist. Their mom continued to watch as Kelly slowly licked up every drop, every gob of bright white cum from Eric’s body. She could tell her daughter was savoring every drop of her sons man juice. She wanted to burst in the door and help her daughter lick up all that cum. She wanted to tell her daughter to make sure she licked up every drop and swallowed it so none was wasted. ‘That’s it my daughter. Lick your brother clean. My son deserves that.’ Then she watched as her daughter stood and then took her nightshirt off revealing her beautiful, lustful body. She watched has her daughter luscious tits bounced as she climbed up on the bed and her son started to lick and suck on his beautiful sisters tits. ‘I can see why Eric is fucking Kelly. Who could resist my daughters’’ body.’? She thought as she looked at her watch. “Shit” she said in a low tone. She wished she could stay and watch her son and daughter ravish each other in lust. She wished she could do more, but she thought her son would never find her, an older woman, desirable. She would just have to settle for watching her son and daughter fucking each other like wild animals when she could and get herself off when she could imagining that it was her son ravaging her body. She left for work allowing her son and daughter to continue their day along incestuous fuck-fest with one another.

It all started for me, wanting to be with chubby fat girls, when I was seventeen. Susan Fedico , and I had been fucking each other since we were fourteen. She was skinny as hell , no tits and her pubic bone use to rub me sore everytime we'd fuck. which was almost every afternoon . after school. I practaclly lived at her place. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the pleasures she had put on me. Especially the way she sucked cock. But my fantasies always laid in the other bedroom. I wanted to fuck her Mother so bad. She was short five- four weighed around a hundred sixty pounds....Her big soft looking tits turned me on, along with the way her ass moved when she walked. She was chubby , but she had one of those beautiful round faces. She had a great laugh and a wonderful sense of humor..Margie was thirty -eight years old, and been divorced a couple of years, I had kind of been her handy man .. I mowed her lawn, and always repaired little jobs I could handle. The only thing I hadn't done for her, that I wanted to do so bad was fuck her.... Oh well her daughter was keeping my reserve of cum in check, but if I ever had the chance I'd be in her balls deep. Susan had made plans for us all to go out for dinner , It was Mothers day weekend, and she wanted to treat her Mom...So I suggested we treat both our Moms. Dad was gone on one of his business trips, So we invited my Mother along. Margie and Mom had been friends along time . and we all had a nice evening. They laughed about old times and what wonderful children they had been blessed with. (Speaking of me and Susan) Mean while I set there admiring those two older women.....Fuck I started thinking of fucking Mom to...She looked so beautiful . Fuck I was becoming a real sex pervert....Wow! Susan's Mom and now mine. One thing for sure, I wanted to fuck a chubby , fat big busted beautiful gal... I started looking more and more at chubby chicks My cock was wanting to test the waters, of one of them soft fleshy cushions. It was hard to fantasise fucking one of those big beautiful women, with your cock inside a pile of bones. But I was trying ...I had Susan on her knees, and I was fucking her from behind. I had my head back and my eyes closed. In my mind I could see Margie's face , then my Mom's. Holy fuck I even imagined fucking Aunt Ella Mae........Aunt Ella Mae!!!!!! Holy fuck now, that would be some fine chubby fucking... I snapped back to reality, hearing Susan let out a cry. " OH FUCK! " " AWGH " OH GOD! I'M CUM ' IN ! ! She was driving her boney ass back hard against me, my balls were swinging and slapping the clit part of her cunt.....I started spraying my jism into her cunt. I kept erupting squirt after squirt of cum into her.. In all the excitement of dumping my load, I thought I heard a door close, Holy fuck could Susan's Mother be home ? " Fuck" She could have been watching us. "Did you hear a door close" ? I asked Susan. "No" she replied. " Well I think I did" I responded...." You don't think your Mom looked in and caught us , do you" ? I question " For God sakes no" Susan replied. " She knows we've had sex." she added. " How would she know that" . I asked . " Well she's not stupid" She knows about young boys and how their hormone problems are. "Fuck" " you pervert", She was a young girl once, too. Susan was laughing.....Don't worry about it , Moms kool..." I sure as hell hope so."...I remarked..... Well the following day I found out just how kool Margie was....."We need to talk" she spoke softly looking up at me... "Sure" I replied. " What's up" I added. She spoke rather slowly and I could sense she was nervous about what she was wanting to say..." Last night" she went on.. I didn't mean to ," but I ", she took me by the arm at this point." I saw you and Susan" she blurted out. Honest it was an accident, I didn't know you all were up there, and I bought Susan a new blouse and was just gonna put it in her room. " I always figured you and Susan were having sex, I never really thought to much about it" But last night, watching you thrust your large cock in and out of her ass, had me wanting to fuck you also. She was squeezing my arm, and I could feel her hand trembling...."Don't think bad of me", " I realise, to you I'm an old fat woman", she looked up at me, still speaking with a nervous voice. I reached my arm around her and pulled her heavy chest up against me...".Margie I could never think bad of you" I told her. You've never been an old fat woman to me, "In fact you have been one of my greatest and hottest fantasies".....She looked at me as if she wasn't sure her ears had heard what I was saying. "Oh Bill you're joking me' She said, as I pulled her face close to me an placed my lips to hers.. She responded by slipping her tongue into my mouth. She kissed back with a passion I had never experienced......I want to make love to you so bad. I told her...."We can't now" she whispered , "Susan will be here soon" she went on, I stay up late at night, if you want to come by late tonight," No one but me ,will know you're here. " Oh Margie, yes ! " holyfuck yes" I answered her... I was the one now who was nervous.." Just carry on here like you always do" Margie said.." Margie was making plans.".Go home, like always" Margie said. Susan always goes to bed right after you go home. she added... "You don't really have to go home", she laughed. Just leave and set on the porch..."I'll come for you when she goes to bed...."WOW" Susan was right Her Mother was kool... Susan came bouncing thru the door," Sorry I'm late", had to stop off at the Library for Mrs Johns. She was giggling, You wouldn't believe what she checks out of that place ...she added. "Sexie" or comedy " I asked...."Neither" you pervert. Susan seemed to be in one of her moods. 'What's wrong Babie" I asked. " Oh you know it's that time of the month.." Susan said discussedly... I looked at Margie, her facial features never changed..".Whats for supper Mom" Susan asked..." Well I haven't thought about it to be honest" Margie spoke..."What would you like" she added. "Don't fix anything for me, Margie" " I got to go home tonight" I added. "Well it won't be any trouble, You're more than welcome" Margie went on.. " I know" I'll see you all tomorrow. Susan gave me a kiss, and I gave Margie a wink, and a thumbs up. I just lived three houses down. My mind was whirling like a wind mill. I had fantasised, fucking Susans Mother for the past two years. And tonight ,, I would be testing those chubby waters......! When I got home, Mom was cooking supper, "Gee You're home early tonight" Mom greeted me. "Yeah" I replied. Gonna get a change a clothes, and stay over at Rogers tonight, if you don't mind. I spoke. (Roger was one of my closet friends and he'd cover for me on anything I wanted to do) " No honey" I don't mind Mom replied..".Well I'm gonna go upstairs and shower" I said. "Well Your Aunt Ella Mae is using it right now Mom spoke. She's here for the week end , she added. "Holy fuck" my other Fantasy was in my house washing her big beautiful ass and washing that fat pussy, with the bar of soap, that I would soon be washing my cock with.."WOW" My hormones were perking.....Aunt Ella Mae came down stairs in her bathrobe, and her hair wrapped up in a towl... "Hello Ape Face" she giggled ( that was the name she had given me when I was a little boy.) " How are you" ? Aunt Ella. I asked. "My". ! You sure have turned into a real hunk" she teased.... I laughed, and headed for the bathroom. " Fuck." I sure would love to fuck her somehow, she was just plain hot... I took my shower and got dressed, and came back down stairs. Mom was finishing putting supper on the table, and Aunt Ella Mae was coming out of the guest bedroom. She was dressed and had that long black hair looking good... She was my Mom's younger sister, and she'd been married, hell I don't know how many times. She was a rounder...even Mom had said that...and she did like to drink....I excused my self from the supper table, Where's Dad ? I asked Mom. Oh he's at one of those meetings of his, Mom exclaimed.."He called earlier, she went on, said he'd be running late. You go on over to Rogers and have a nice evening. I kissed her on the cheek. I stopped next to Aunt Ella Mae and gave her a kiss on the mouth. Fuck she answered my kiss with more than I expected. She ran her tongue into my mouth, and held my face in her hands, kike she meant it... See you all tomorrow...I said, Aunt Ella was smiling at me as I left. I headed towards Susan's house, I knew I was gonna be a little early for Susan to have gone to bed, but I took my time walking over there. When I got in front of the house I could see the light on in Susan's room. Well she's still awake I thought to my self. I could see Margie working in the kitchen yet.... I slipped up to the window and pecked on it with my finger...Margie came to the window, and motioned me to come around to the back door. I met her at the back door, and she greeted me with a wet kiss that made my cock jump. "Just be real quite" she said I'll get you up to my bedroom, Susan's got that music on upstairs with her earphones, and she won't hear a thing. "You sure of that" I asked. Trust me Baby, this is our night. Margie sounded almost wicked. I followed her up the stairs, and straight past Susans room, no problem..Margie whispered" you go on and get undressed, I'll be back in a little while." "Wow" here I was waiting for my girlfriends Mother, naked with a seven inch hard on. In the bedroom I had always dreamed of being in....Pre cum oozing from the head of my prick , waiting to feel that glorious hole of a real experienced women. "Fuck" was I ever nervous....It wasn't long I heard Margie walking down the hallway. I heard her stop, at Susan's room. " Goodnight Honey " I heard her tell Susan. Margie entered her room in the dark. I could smell the fresh perfume on her body. I rolled the covers back on her side of the bed and she sat down, on the edge of the bed. " Bill ", she whispered. " She's not asleep yet" referring to Susan. She reached over to the headboard and clicked on a small night lite...I reached for her and we kissed a long wet kiss, our tongues came together with wet passion, ...I think the thoughts of maybe getting caught elevated the height of our passion. I began feeling all over her, running my finger tips over those big tits. I began kissing her nipples, and she moved tighter against me. I was feeling that large soft stomach pushing against me as we laid on our sides, facing one another . I felt Margie's hand take a hold of my hardness, and she slowly began stroking it up and down..".Oh Bill , it's been a little over two years since I've been with a man " she whispered.. .I'm kind of nervous about all of this.... Our mouth's came together again , she was sucking my tongue, and I was returning the passion that was building between us, I slowly moved my hand between her legs, and she opened her legs wide.. I began massaging her pussy with my fingers. shoving my middle finger into her wetness. "I like that" she whispered " Keep doing me slow" she added. I kept slowly finger fucking her pussy. I kept giving her soft little kisses on her tits and neck. Then as natural as fucking should be, I moved up and above her. I placed the head of my cock at the opening of her cunt and slowly began pushing my cock into her. She pulled her legs up and I felt them move around my back I bottomed out in her, I just let it lay there deep inside her. I could feel her wetness and her cunt muscles massaging my prick.. I leaned down and kissed her...She gave her tongue back to me, her kiss felt so much more than just a kiss, it had a feeling of tenderness, and love... I began stroking slowly in and out of her, and she began pushing back, we began picking up the rythum together and she began whispering "Oh Bill fuck me" I've needed this fucking for so long. "Oh God Baby it's so wonderful." she was pushing her body to meet me at every stroke. I could feel her pussy getting wetter as we fucked. It was so much better, than I had dreamed it would be. Susan and I had fucked for years, and all it was was a fuck. Margie brought something else to the bedroom. True passion, "Yeah" that's what it was true passion...The softness and the tightness of her vaginal canal was playing hell with me. I was doing everything I could do to keep from blowing, my load. I wanted her to be satisfied, Our bodies were now slamming against each other in a fury of passion. "Oh God baby I'm close" Margie was whispering "AWGH' "OOOH" "Fuck me Bill" "OOH GOD" " FUCK ME BABY" She was saying all the things, I had longed to hear. I began slaming my cock to her as fast as I could, riding it up on her clit....shoving it into her with fast long strokes "AWGH" YES BABY OOH GOD YES BABY, I'M CUM 'IN " OH GOD BILL" " I'M CUM 'IN" AWGH " OOH YESS BABY" I couldn't hold back any longer, I started erupting my jism into her, squirt after squirt my cock was having it's glorious moment..pumpin my jazz into her overflowing cunt. The warmth of my cum shooting into her, brought on another orgasam for Margie, she was biting hard on the pillow to keep from screaming, and waking up Susan in the next room. I was still cumming in buckets "Holy Fuck I had never had a climax like this I had never shot this much cum in my life.. I leaned over her, and kissed her on the mouth she kissed me back and passed some of her saliva to me. God she was hot....We layed there on the bed clinging to one another and talking how good we'd been for each other. "Margie" I whispered. "Do you have any idea how long I have wanted to be with you like this" "No baby, I got no idea" she said. "Well it seems to me like it's been forever". with that I kissed her again slowly moving my tongue into her mouth. "You're just to sexy Margie" Way to sexy I told her..... I'm gonna get dressed, and go over to my friend, Rogers house now. I told her That's where I told my Mom I'd be... I can get out of here with out Susan ever knowing anything about this.. I was talking as I was dressing....Margie laughed. "I'll run defense for you, she said . " has the cowboys say " " I'll blaze you a trail" Margie and I slipped down the hallway and she let me out the back door kissing me one more time with a wet wonderful passionate kiss....She you sweetheart she whispered and closed the door... It was going on eleven o'clock as I walked up the street, towards Roger's house. " Hell " I'll just go on home, I said to myself...I walked thru the alley and on down the side walk, and damn I was home.. Mom must be asleep, the house was dark..so I got out my key and let my self in.. Dad must have had to stay away on business I thought to my self, Or he just didn't want to come home. I walked into the kitchen, and turned on the light. Over on the sink shelf was a half empty bottle of Jim Beam....Oh, Aunt Ella Mae must have had herself a party, I thought...I made me a sandwich got me a coke and set there savoring the thoughts of fucking Margie...She was too much, Fuck she had made me feel good, and with just her pussy I thought...Fuck I couldn't stand a blow job from her...Hell it would be too good. I put my saucer in the sink and turned out the lite, and started for my room. "is that you Ape Face" I heard Aunt Ella Mae. Yup! it's me. I answered bring Auntie a drink of water baby, please.... "Ok" I replied. I took her a glass of water she was lying across the bed, and all she had on was her panties. Fuck her big tits were beautiful. You've seen tits before , haven't you? She giggled..." Oh yes" I said , but not as nice as those, I added. Come on over here and set down, sugar. she said , looking at me grinning. I knew she was still high, when she started calling me sugar and all those sweet names I knew she was still warmed up from the Jim Beam.and would probable get worst when that cold water hit bottom. I sat down on the edge of the bed. Damn I couldn't take my eyes off those beautiful tits she had. You do like my titties don't you, ? Billy Boy.....She giggled "Very much" I replied..".Here Baby " you want to suck on them.? she teased. Cupping her hands under them and pushing them up in a forward motion, for me. Damn was she for real, I thought. ".Fuck yes" I 'd love to suck them" I told her... ".Billy Baby have you ever ate a pussy." she looked me dead in the eye when she asked that. " No Aunt Ella" I ain't never ate a pussy. I answered.. .Well honey child, I'd love it if you'd eat mine....I didn't know whether she was serious or just joking....Well I'd like to try it. I told her.. Damn she wasn't joking....She went to pulling off those panties and spread her legs. Come on baby eat Aunty Ella Mae...Her pussy looked so smooth, and it was such a nice pink with light brown shading along the outer parts of it's lips. She had shaved the mounds and at the top the hair was trimmed in sort of a heart shaped pattern. Well I had never fantasised eating her pussy, but I sure had wanted to fuck her. I positioned my self between her legs and started out by kissing her pussy..."That's it sugar babe" Just pretend your french kissing your girl friends lips. Hunt for her tongue baby with yours.... she was giving me instructions. Fuck I was loving it, my cock was hard as a fucking rock, and her pussy tasted great to me I'd never tasted one before , but if they all tasted like hers, "Fuck I had found a new passion" ... The more I licked and sucked her cunt the wetter it became. She was moaning how wonderful it felt, and then she ask me if I'd like her to go down on me ... I slipped out of my pants and throwed off my shirt. I crawled above her and lowered my prick to her face. She took the shaft in her hand and brought it to her mouth. She than began bobbing up and down on my cock, shoving it way back into her mouth, deep into her throat, giving me a feeling like I had never felt..We changed positions to a (69), and I went back to licking my new found pleasure.....She was making a humming sound with her mouth and it felt like some kind of viberater on my prick.....Fuck Aunt Ella Mae was just what I always thought she was one hot chubby fucking chick.... .I started sucking her clit She was loving every minute of it, and I was loving the way she was sucking my cock.. I was holding back trying not to blow my load Whether Aunt Ella new it or not, I was fucking this pussy, oh yes I had wanted this pussy for a long time. I changed positions again , moving around and putting my self between her legs, where I could hold her big wonderful ass in my hands. I was kissing, and fucking her cunt, with my tongue and she was scooting all over the bed. Her fat wonderful pussy felt so soft against my face. She began holding my head with her hands.. OH ---! BABY! BABY BAB---Y " " YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CUM" She was getting loud. I was running my tongue in and out of her pussy like a dick. running it over her clitoris licking her crack clear to her little round rosebud looking ass hole...I had Aunt Ella where I wanted her. She needed me to put out the fire, that rage'd between her legs... Little did she know she was fulfilling one of my hottest, fantasies...And she was living up to every fantasy I ever had imagined about her. She had started this tonight , but her and I tonight were gonna finish this piece of fantasy heaven together.... She shoved her ass up to meet my tongue. and I got hold of her legs with both hands and pulled her clit against my tongue, she exploded..I went that much harder after her clit she was screaming she couldn't stand it any longer. I kept holding on to her, so she couldn't get away from me, and just kept eating the fucking cum out of her. She was sobbing with pleasure.and her pussy was flowing like a river, I called it the " Nectar of the Gods" ..She was so wet and slippery I moved above her, and started putting my cock inside her cunt. Damn it was sweet. She might have been a large woman, but her pussy was small and tight, even as wet, and slippery as it was, it was squeezing my prick as I made the first stroke into her. I bottomed it out, and she responded by arching her hips upward to make sure she had all of my cock in her. .She looked up at me and her eyes looked glazed" OH BABY." " I DO NEED A GOOD FUCKING" " OH FUCK ME BILLY BOY" , and we began thrusting against each other in a frenzie of passion. Her legs were back and held under my arms and my prick had a straight shot with each plunge at her beautiful pussy...."Oh Fuck, Aunt Ella" ! "you're tighter than hell," God it's sweet ," It feels so good" I told her . ".CUM " Billy Boy " Cum in Aunt Ella's pussy "she was wanting that load....."Fuck I'm getting close " I told her Well give it to me baby ,give it to me. FIll my pussy full, nephew." Oh fuck Aunt Ella" " here it comes " " oh fuck I'm Cum 'in " I was pumping every last drop of cum I believed I had left into her. And then she exploded again," AWGH " OOH ! " FUCK" What an awesome cum , oooOOOOOHH! ! ! FUCK THAT WAS GREAT BABY . "Oh God ,it still feels good," she said, her voice trembling.. She was breathing hard and heavy.... What a fucking night , I thought. First Margie, and than Aunt Ella Mae....I pulled my cock from her, and layed down beside her. She kissed me so pashionately , and wet. I could hear her pussy making funny little bubbling sounds, as my cum slowly oozed out of her crevice..and down the crack of her ass on to the sheets. I laid my head on her chest and licked at her large nipples. "That was great Ape Face " . "You were much more a lover, then I thought you ever could be." she laughed ... "You fucked me like you love'd me" she added. I do love you, Aunt Ella, I replied..She started fondling my cock with her hand , and it jumped back to attention . She crawled above me and guided it back into her cunt. Sitting above me, she begain to slowly fuck me her large tits swaying in front of my face. I reached up and held them in my hands . licking and kissing all over them. OH God it did feel good .Her big beautiful as had me covered, with pashion,,,,, Aunt Ella looked down at me.. "I hope your Mother doesn't find out about us" Ella Mae laughed....."Find out about what! !," Mom was asking, as she stood there, with both hands on her hips.. looking through the door.... " OH MYGOD, ! ! ELLA MAE " " YOU'RE FUCKING MY SON .YOU PERVERTED CUNT !!!!!! the end I would like to dedicate this story to all the big busted, chubby, fat beautiful women , who sometime, somewhere, in my life, laid down with me , touched my soul and left beautiful memories of love burned into my mind...You all, always ful-filled my every desire. " One never forgets the good ones." and I never had a bad , big busted, chubby fat beautiful older gal....Ladies I applaud you. "You are the cream of the crop" ! when it comes to quality sex. Also I would like to remember, and praise my Aunt Ella Mae, whose " memories" I have carried dear with me through out my life. She will always remain special in my heart, and mind.......! " And for you that read this story" ...... { She's the only part of it that's true } RUSTY RUSTY '

Sharon was sitting at the breakfast table alone, cum slowly dripping from her mouth down on her naked tits. She'd just finished sucking off her two sons before they went to their summer job, her husband left before breakfast. She was thinking back when it had all started, it was almost four years ago now. They were living in a nice neighbourhood, both had good jobs and they had two wonderful children, two sons. In their earlier days of marriage they had a wonderful sex life, both very interested in experimenting with sex, they had participated in group sex, they both loved cumplays and other more perverse games. When the kids came, the sex life became more subdued, but they still managed to enjoy each other frequently. She came home from work one day a little earlier than normal and when she entered the house, she heard moaning from upstairs. Immediately she thought something has happened to one of her children, but when she reached the top of the stairs, the moaning was not because someone was in pain, quite the opposite. The door to her eldest son's room, age 19, was ajar and she sneaked up and almost gasped at the sight. Rob was lying on his bed, a magazine in one hand and with other stroking his hard cock. She had never seen his cock erect, although she had caught glimpses of it when he walked down the corridor naked on his way to the bathroom. It was a beautiful cock, 8 " long and quite thick, but what impressed her most was his balls, they were very large and looking like they could burst. She felt ashamed looking at her son like this, but at the same time she couldn't take her eyes away from the beautiful sight. Rob started to move his hand faster now, his stomach muscles started to flex, he let go of the magazine and with a grunt he came in huge spurts over himself, some of them almost reaching his chest. It looked incredible sexy and Sharon could feel herself getting wet. She turned around and went downstairs, where she hurried to the bathroom, locked the door and rubbed herself to an orgasm, which nearly took her breath away. While she was recovering, she again felt ashamed, but the sight of her eldest sons hard cock and the cum spurting from it, really turned her on. She remembered in past times, when she and her husband had played games, she had enjoyed teasing him for hours and then see how far he could shoot, her open mouth always ready to receive his cum. During the dinner that night, she could hardly keep her eyes from her Rob, thinking how he had turned her on, imagining his hard cock. The next several weeks she tried to get off work earlier and she caught her son jerking off more than once, always enjoying the sight of his spurting cock. Then one day, as she was getting out of the shower, she was greeted by Rob, sitting naked on the toilet, playing with his cock. "Oh my god," she said, "what are you doing, Get out of here at once." "I don't think so, "he said smiling," you have enjoyed me so many times looking through my door, now it's my turn to have some fun." "What are you talking about," she stammered. "Don't you think I've seen you watching me, the look in your eyes when I cum" She stood there naked looking at her son playing with his now hard cock. "What are you going to do," she asked "Not much, you have to do all the work. I want you to give me a hand job," Rob said. "Oh no, I couldn't do that, it's both illegal and also immoral." "Well, how would you like others to find out you're spying on your son while he jerks off", he asked. "Please, don't tell" she pleaded, "I'll do it." She fell to her knees and started to fondle his cock. It was soon throbbing in her hand and she started to jerk him off, moving her hand slowly up and down the shaft. After a while Rob started to squirm on the toilet, Sharon picked up the speed and soon he gasped. "Oh my god, I'm going to cum, this is so good," he panted. "Yes, cum for mommy, let me see your hot cum," she moaned. "Oh yes, I'm cumming" She looked at the purple head of his cock and soon the hot sperm was shooting out from his cock. The first two spurts covered her hands and then she pushed the cock down, so the rest landed on her big tits. He looked in amazement at his mom between his legs, looking lovingly at his cock while it spurted hot cum over her tits. Sharon milked the last cum from his cock and the started to rub the milky fluid into her skin. She lifted her hand and tasted his cum, looking at him while she did it. He stared unbelievingly at this; it was beyond his wildest dream, his hot, sexy mom licking his cum from her fingers after having jerked him off. "This will be our secret," she told Rob, "if you don't tell, maybe we can do it again." "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." After this it became a regular thing, she would come home from work and he would be waiting in his room, lying naked with a hard-on, waiting for her. Sometimes she would jerk him off, making him cum all over her tits, at other times she would suck his cock, taking it all in her mouth when he came. This worked for a while, but eventually she was caught by her husband, when she emerged from Rob's room with her tits all covered in cum. Phil couldn't believe his own eyes, when he saw Sharon coming from Rob's room, tits hanging out and glistering with cum. "What the hell is going on here," he asked an almost paralysed Sharon. "Ahh, well, it's not like you think," she stammered. "Well, it certainly looks like cum on you tits and coming from our son's room, it does not take a genius to figure out what's happened." She just stood there with cum dripping from her tits, didn't know what to say. Then he did something unexpected. He went to her, kissed her on the mouth and started fondling her tits. "I hope you enjoyed it, it looks like he's cum a lot," he asked her. Sharon just looked at her husband, couldn't believe what was happening. "Yes, he came a lot, just like you used to do. He has a wonderful cock." Phil took her by the arm, led her to the bedroom and undressed. He almost threw her on the bed and spread her legs, then rammed his now throbbing cock in her pussy. They fucked hard, she managed to cum twice before he came in her pussy. After they had caught their breath, he said: "I don't mind you fucking and sucking Rob, but I think it's not fair to Peter, he should have the same opportunity to get laid, after all he's only one year younger than Rob." She just looked at him, could not believe her own ears. She stroked his wet cock: "Oh, I would love to do that. Makes me all wet again, thinking about all the cocks I can enjoy now." After a few days, she had managed to seduce the youngest son as well, catching him in the shower. "Hey mom, what about a little privacy here," Peter had shouted when she entered the bathroom. "Don't worry, son, I've seen naked men before." She had started to undress and it had the desired effect. She could see Peter's cock starting to get hard. "What are you doing, I'm trying to take a shower." "Yeah, well you better hurry then, I'm next," Sharon said, now naked and fondling her tits. Peter could not help himself, his cock was now rock hard, and seeing his mom naked was a dream cum true. He'd often stolen a glimpse of her when she changed her clothes, jerking off like a mad afterwards. He turned off the shower and stepped out. "Could you please hand me a towel," he asked his mum. "Yeah, sure, but why don't I dry you off," Sharon asked. She took a towel from the rack and started to dry his body. He was a quarterback on the local football team and had a great body. When the back was done, she started on the front, noticing with delight Peter's cock was even bigger than Rob's, not much but still enough to notice. She rubbed his body with the towel and soon reached his cock. "Ah mom, I think I better do that myself," he said, blushing. "No, that's all right, I don't mind. It this because of me," she asked teasingly. "Well yes, I think you have a beautiful body." "Nice of you to say so, would you like me to help you a little?" "Please, yes mom," Peter panted. Sharon took hold of Peter's cock and started rubbing it. She got down to her knees and kissed the forehead of his cock. "Would you like me to suck your cock?" she asked. "Oh yes, please suck my cock, mom," he gasped. "Looks like you haven't cum for a few days, is that so?" "You know the coach have told us not to jerk off the week before a game," Peter said. "What an evil man. Well, I'm gonna change that right now." She took the head of his cock in her mouth and jerked on the shaft with both hands. She started sucking and soon she could feel his legs tremble. "Are you going to cum soon," she asked. "Oh yes, but mom, I've been drank a lot of beers last night and I always cum so much after drinking beers." "That's ok Peter, just give it all to me." He looked down at his mom; she had his cock in her mouth and was looking up at him. He let out a groan and started to erupt in her mouth. Sharon felt the first blast hit the back of her mouth and soon her mouth was full of cum, it started to run from the sides of her moth as well, while Peter was pushing his cock into her mouth. After several spurts, she let go of his cock, looked up at him, showing him all his cum in her mouth, she played with her tongue and then swallowed it all. Peter looked with staring eyes down at his mom, his cock now half erect and still dripping cum. Sharon got up and kissed Peter. At first he was shocked, but the started to kiss her as well, tasting his own cum. After that day, she fucked and sucked the male members of the family as often as they liked, now it was easier, all knew and they took advantage of her in every situation. When they had dinner, she was often under the table sucking cocks, while the men ate. After dinner they would retreat to the living room, where she rode and sucked their cocks, while they watched TV. The sons would often fuck her before Phil came home, so more than once he had arrived home just to find her hurrying down the stairs with cum on her face or dripping from her pussy, ready to serve her husband. When they had the time in the weekends, the sex was more advanced. The men saved their cum for a few days and then they would use her for hours, with a cumbath as the reward.

I am a teacher and coach at a High school, Just 24 and out of college this is my first real Job my coworkers are real nice and the women are drop dead nice, but the 13-19 year old students are the best thing about this Job. They are just full of energy and ready to do new things and break the rules. When the bell went for the last time and school was dismissed the students for Detention came to the Detention room where i was waiting. I had Training with the Athletics team at the same time, so I had let them know that they should go through their normal warm up and what they where to continue with until I finished with the Detention. Now the room was almost empty as just seven students had detention all of whom I had already had sex with. When I realized I decided that i would let them know as I had a control over them. present were Jason 16, Aleena 16, Sonya 15, Nora 19, lavern 14, kenisha 18 and Allan 18. now the boys were athletic but where not apart of the team at school. the girls where all those types that didn't like sports but watched and fucked the winners and I as coach was the young won who brought success to their sports campaign. I sat on the table at the front of the room and said to them in total confidence as I had locked the detention room and further more tha only ones left on the campus were my athletes training, 'So the room is full of my bitches the girls said nothing until the boys said what and then i said yeah you too don't even get started then Nora said well I'm glad i ain't the only one. I said ton them follow instuctions and begun to give them my punishment for the day. Ladies stand and take off your panties and guys urs too the girls took them off quickly as they were in skirts but the boys had to take off their pants then Jason took off his brief and Allan took off his g stirng all the ladies had on strings. I called jason first and when he came up to me I spun him around flexed his trunk forward and spat in his ass crack and wiped it and begun to finger him as he sighed I told the rest to begin jacking off and they all had their hands in their holes the girls one more than the guys. I called Allan forward and let him assume Jason's position and then told jason to straddle Allan he got his cock up to Allan's ass and forced it into allan's ass hole allan tried to push back and soon they were slowly fucking Jason had his hands rested on the ass cheeks of Allan, I called up Aleena and Kenisha and kenisha got under the boys and sucked on Jason's balls as he rode allan's asshole and Aleena sucked on the tip of allan's cock as it grew she took it deeper and kept at it blowing him well. Left were just three all for me they opened their shirts and pulled up their skirts and got rid of the bras. Sonya leaned over on the table and I went in to this girl who just had a really strong body round ass and firm young breast, Nora went under and between my legs and sucked on my balls then from behind lavern opened my ass cheeks and licked my ass so sensually witth her stiffening tongue. I rode hard on Sonya's pussy as she wept not beong able to steady my strokes as my balls were being massaged by Noras lips and tongue and that had me flooding with sensitivity as lavern tongued my ass and sucked at it too. Sonya was growing weary and so I changed her for lavern who had a smaller body than Sonya but her ass was way bigger and sexier too, I entered her pussy and sank it deep she shaked and pressed off I jerked her and steaded her and rode away her sighing got louder and her breathing deeper as she bounced against me fucking out her pussy as Sonya began to lick out Jason's ass while under there she exchanged kisses with Allena who was sucking Jason's balls and soon aleena left the and was at Kenisha sucking her pussy till she squirted her cum in aleenas facethen Jason folowed and blew his cum in allans ass then Sonya went to allan's ass and sucked out the cum then put it in lavern's moouth who used it to lube my ass then lavern moved to sit as I called Aleena who came and took position on the table I spread her pussy and fucked away then came Allan to my back he rubbed me and then took his well sucked cock and pierced my ass good and rode my ass like a real driver I whimpered as the !8 year old fucked me hard and slapped my ass. I took the dick out Aleena's pussy and rammed it up her ass and drove hard as I did she screamed out so Kenisha came in and swithed and I rammed her ass and she bled as I rode away on her ass she cried and whimpered then Jason came and the sixteen year old rode on my cock like a horse as he ensured he gi=ot my full 8 inch up his ass. I shot off and pulled out and all came in front me as they took a bit of my cum in all their mouths. We cleaned up and I opened the door and let them go home to their beds to rest. As I got to the track i saw my athletes still working I went across to my hurdlers and saw the girls streching on a three foot high bar they had their legs fully extended it was three, Karen Suzan and Shelly my best chances of all to get all three medals in one event. The one in the middle was Suzan a half indian girl 17 the best of them all . I got up behind her and told her to take the leg down from the bar , and asked how has training been going aloud and I got a big response from my 33 athletes all prsent all with posibilities of medaling at the nationals in April. Suzan was in a Spandex tights long to her ankles I told her to lean against the bar as the others continued streching. I pulled down her spandex to her ankles and she was without panties and well shaved ass I thought all my athletes to always be shavedI pulled out my cock and pierced her pussy as she sighed and told me welcome coach I rode her steady as she gasped for air and struggled to take all my 8 inches soon I had off her Sport top which she held in her hand as I fondled her breasts. 'Yeah coach ride me like a bike ride me coach ride me '. She whimpered and sighed and gasoed as I continued at her for minutes she flooded my crotch with cum as she unloaded on my cock. All this time my athletes were still working as they klnow what is important I eased out of suzan's pussy and got karen and shelly to clean her up with their tongue. Without putting my cock back in my pants i go across to the High jump area another place where i was sure of gold but not the silver This time the athletes were male a sixteen and seventeen year old Collin and Brian I got off my pants and got unto the Spunge after seeing Collin clearing 2m 15 and Brian the older athlete only clearing 2m 05 I was pissed at him I lay on the spunge and called to Brian who I slapped in the face and spat on U r so weak. i say to him it had been his fourth year representing us and no gold medal just bronze I pulled his shorts down and spat in his ass an fingered his asshole until he got a bit loose then i pushed my cock into his asshole and he shouts out "no no no" "shut up i say", please please. He whinopers as I fuck him hard and the other watches as i do this I call over Collin and let him stick his dick in Brian's mouth i rode his ass til he bleed but was going to do worse until he made Collin cum and i saw Collin clsoe his eyes he3 was so handsome i told Brian to go clean up and to suckoff my shitty cock before he went , he did and i was there with Collin. "so you think you deserve to be romanced todat you really doing well" "yes coach it would be an honour to have you cum in me" ok whatever too much of the begging. I blew my whistle and all my athletes came in to the high jump area they surrounded Collin and I, My captain was Lisa for the girls two gold medals in the 100m and 200m last year she earned her spot and my vice captain Sophia who got the gold in the 400m and the silver in the 200m were the girls who i had made love to the others had only been fucked. The boys had never been so fortunate as two silver and a gold and a branze where the best the boys there at the time had given me. The Nationals had not yet been kept but Collin had broken the record for the high junp and pole vault in warm up meets so he was like sure gold. So I got them into their positions and each passed him and kissed his cock then he got naked and I got naked and we went to the spunge. Colin and I embraced adn our lips joined as we got into our time and alleyes were on us the class 4 had never seen me make love and didn't blink as it was the dream of each one to one day make love to coach and not just be fucked. Colli opened my lips with his tongue put it to the back of my throat and freched me like a woman never did he carresed my back and sucked my nipplees I was stiif as a tree trunk all precum ozing out my dick hole he went don to my cock and deep throated me not for too long before he lubed his ass with saliva and my precum he got up on me and sat down to put his ass at the tip of my cock he rubbed my abdomen and hips with one hand as he guided my cock to his love hole, he inched me in his asshole and I felt his heat rise as I pushed up in him he trembled as he inched down and inched me up his ass, "fuck me coach fuck your boy, " wine on my cock Collin make coach cum in ur ass. when he got me totally in. he began to ride bouncing on my cock driving me up and out up and out him going up and down my thick shafted cock as his ass spreads open he leans forward and kisses me deeply with passion as he rides me so gemtly I push back and he rides fasteer and soon he is bucking on me like a nice pussy feeling so good, "ride my cock Colin ride it baby", ohh fuck me coach stroke me in my tight ass. He kisse me again and rides faster as he feels me bucking inside him. "Give it to me coach let your cream go in my ass." as he goes on I go faster and level off heaving my hips up into his grion as he takes me up his ass. all this time his cock laying on my belly. I shoot my cum into his ass as I shake and he keeps riding." yes coach cream me cream me" My cock softened out and slid out his ass I get on top of him now all begin i suck on his neck and then move to his nipples while stroking his cock it stiffened and came up well nine inches, he stiffened and relaxed as i went down and took his cock in my mouth and kissed and sucked his dick he ordered me up and I got to sitting on his huge cock, "ride that cock coach" "ohh I'll ride you baby I'll ride you I wine on his nice dick as he inches up in my ass and fucks me." Get up coach I want to get on you he puts me on my back puts my knees back and hold them with his shoulders as my ass rises up he sticks his cock in my ass and I feel like a cock has never been so deep in my asshole. he works vigorously at my ass as he fucks me and shouts, "take my cock coach take my niine inch up you butthole", I cry out as he sinks his cock bucking on my insides yes Collin fuck my baby fuck me fuck your coach. he bucks and shakes and I feel him cummin it is nearing the end of his love making with me he withdraws and blows my face full of cum as I lick up as much as I could get. " OK athletes thats it for today tomorrow same time same place we are getting closer to the nationals." They all go hit the showers hoping they wont dissapoint at the natinals and get to make lovfe to the coach.

The Debt "To what do I owe the honor of a personal visit from the Big Man's boys?" Bernie asked as he was shoved roughly into the smoke darkened room. He glanced across the room at the figure hidden behind a cloud of pungent cigar smoke and back at his two burly escorts, pulling at his collar uncomfortably. The large shadow behind the desk made a small motion with one hand and the two goons in leisure suits vanished through the door they had just entered by. The 'Big Man' leaned back in his expensive high backed chair and took a long drag off of his cigar, then added it to the already thick storm cloud over his head. "I hope the boys didn't get rough with ya, this being a social visit and all. You know how it is, good help is hard to find. Sometimes I need a butter knife and all I get is a couple of steak knives, you know?" Another drag on the cigar. "Anyway, I have a present for ya." "A present?" Bernie smiled, relief flooding over him, his confidence returning. "I kinda figured this was about the money I owe you." "That? Small change, you're one of my top movers. What would I do without you? I know you'll come up with the money, right?" "Right." Another drag on the cigar, another smoke ring. "Nothin' ta worry about. Anyways, back to your present. It's over there in the closet." Bernie glanced that direction, then eyed the Big Man carefully. "It's okay, it don't bite." Bernie walked over slowly, anticipation and a little fear running through his mind in a tangled jumble. When he opened the door he found the last thing he would have expected. "What the...?" He gasped, staring into the closet open mouthed. "Go ahead and turn on the light, get a look at it." Bernie pulled the string hanging from the ceiling and the light clicked on, bathing the lovely form in front of him in its warm glow. He was there staring down at the girl for a long moment, speechless. She was kneeling on the floor, her bare legs held apart and secured at the ankle by a metal bar. Other than the hood over her head and the pair of silk panties accenting the elegant lines of her bottom, she was entirely naked. He smiled, tilting his head to the side in order to get a look at her breasts. They hung down nice and round, bared long enough to have hardened in the cool air of the office. "Nice, huh?" "Now that's what I call a present." She was young, that he could tell from where he stood, young and shapely. An uneven lock of blonde hair escaped the anonymity of the hood, and made him smile again. Young and blonde, even better. "I know you like 'em young. I took the liberty of procuring a little pussy for my top merchandiser. I take it you like?" "Do I ever, sweet and young." He reached out and caressed her upturned ass, stroking it as though it would startle and vanish at the slightest provocation. The girl shivered and said something into what was clearly a gag. He felt the hood over her head until he found and traced the straps of a ball gag and nodded in satisfaction. "You aren't going to be doing much complaining this afternoon, are you?" He whispered and chuckled harshly. She screamed into the gag, but nothing intelligible escaped, nor did her thrashing sway him. Arms tied together behind her neck and then to her bare throat, she was less of a threat to him than the stray fly buzzing dizzily around the room. He palmed and fondled her exposed breast, then teased the stiffened nipple. "How old do you think she is, anyway?" "Fifteen, according to her school I.D." "Ohh, fifteen. Mmm-mm. I've got a daughter your age." Bernie squeezed the nipple a little harder and watched her futile struggle, his erection growing by the second. "Boy does she have some hot little friends. You aren't one of them, are you?" He leaned down to whisper again. More muted protestations. "Don't just stand there man, try her out." The Big Man laughed heartily, "That's what I got her for." Not about to disappoint, Bernie slipped one hand down between her legs, using the other to work her breast the way he would have milked a cow. His free hand found the scant folds of cloth between her legs and squeezed, watching her bottom bop pathetically in front of him. "You a virgin?" He asked, pushing a finger past the panties and into the yielding folds of her vagina. A second later his probe gave him the answer. "Nope, a shame, but so few girls your age are these days." He pushed a little deeper, wiggled his finger around while she shook with fear and rage. "But still nice and tight, though." "You sure this is kosher, no one is going to find out?" Bernie glanced back at the Big Man, eyes filled with lust. "Don't worry, neither she nor her dad will say a word about this. Seems her dad got on my bad side." Bernie swallowed, but was firmly committed to having his way with the little cunt even in the face of the subtle warning he had just received. "I want you to fuck her up good for me, as a warning for him." "Sure thing." Bernie grinned, unzipping his pants and pulling out his long, hard dick. Yanking down her panties he jerked them down to her ankles, stretching the delicate fabric the way he intended to do her vagina. She squirmed and thrashed, but was helpless to prevent his pressing his erect penis against the fragile pink folds of skin that marked the outer edge of her most private, most intimate parts. Working it up and down he waited until he felt the tissue respond with natural lubrication, felt the labia begin to separate against her will. Soon the lather had wicked to the surface and he felt her skin warm around his prick as he slowly thrust into her young, heaving body. She gasped and screamed, but he tilted his head back and gasped, the sensation of hot pussy around his cock nearly overwhelming him. "Mmm, struggle all you want little pussy, one way or the other I am going to give you an education. He stroked her ass and breasts while he pumped in and out, pulling her to him and ramming it home and then slowly his pace once more. He wanted to savor the ill-gotten favor wrapped around his cock, wanted to remember every sensation bombarding senses. Her vagina grew sloppy from his pounding and still he worked, slow, then fast, then slow again, pacing himself. "Good little pussy, good pussy." He pulled out and pulled her ass cheeks apart, pressing his thoroughly drenched cock against her already swollen asshole. He pressed his slippery prick against the tiny hole and found that it surrendered readily to his much larger shaft, though she went into pain filled spasms immediately. He thrust in and out, fucking her steadily, mind drifting to his daughters young, supple friends as he pounded his young present. Sooner than he wanted he was swaying on his feet through the last of a powerful orgasm. Pulling out he thrust his now dirtied cock back into her pussy and pumped until his penis was limp with exertion. When he finally pulled out and stepped away the girl was sagging against her restraints, sobbing uncontrollably under her hood. "Now that's what I call an education, bitch." He whispered, "One you won't soon forget." He looked down at her upturned bottom and smiled as semen oozed from her ass and vagina simultaneously. "Or me for that matter. You were one good fuck, cunt." He turned wearily, wiping sweat from his forehead, legs rubbery from exertion. "You had a good time, I take it?" The Big Man asked from somewhere behind him. "Oh, man." He confessed, "That was something else. You don't fuck pussy like that every day." "No, I don't suppose you do." "This is all cool, right?" He pointed to the girl as he zipped up his pants, looking away from her heaving body for the first time in over half an hour. "Oh, yea, like I said, her dad really pissed me off, this little cunt was a way of pacifying me, keeping him around a little longer, you know." "What a schmuck this guy must be." Bernie laughed, slapping the semiconscious girl on the ass again. "Do I know him?" "You might, take a peek and see if you recognize the girl. Go on." Bernie shrugged and unfastened the hood with a broad smile that soon dissolved into shock and horror. Her hair had been cut short to hide her identity, but he immediately recognized her young features. "Karen?" He asked in disbelief as the girl slowly looked up at him, eyes filled with hurt and sheer terror. "How does it feel to know you just fucked your own daughter?" The Big Man asked mockingly. "About as good as I feel knowing you've been holding out on me." The Big Man took a long puff off his cigar and sighed in deep satisfaction. "I remember you're saying that she wasn't a virgin. That's true, but she was until she popped her cherry earlier, just to get her ready for you. Don't worry, we were real gentle like, even cleaned her up for you." The Big Man circled the desk until he was standing over Bernie. "Now, I want my money before midnight tomorrow or I let the boys break her in real good and proper for you. Do I make myself clear?"

I had just gotten to my hotel room. Of course the first thing I did when I got settled in to the hotel was to call you and tell you where I was staying and in what room. You tell me you’ll be there in about half an hour. Just enough time for me to take a shower since the flight was like 15 hours and I needed one. I take a quick hot shower, washing the grime and travel from my skin. The soap covers my naked form as I wash. As I lather up, I begin to think about you and how much I can’t wait for you to get here. Just thinking about you being with me makes me hard. I reach down and start to stroke my hardening cock. The soap lathering profusely around my long shaft as my hand moved from the base to the head. I moan thinking about what you and I will do all the night when you finally get here. I let the hot water rinse the soap from my body, not wanting to waste any of my energy my masturbating before you get here. So I let the soap wash off my hard cock and hope that is goes down just a little before you get here. I step out of the shower. Towel myself off and stand there and think about what I should wear for you. I step naked out into the room and open my suitcase finding my black silk shirt and a pair of tight blue jeans. I slip into the jeans and slide my warm body into the silk. I tuck my shirt in and button my jeans. I have to concentrate to get my erection down a little to fit my cock into my jeans just so I can zip them. Sighing I zip up my jeans and proceed to brush my long curly blonde hair. As soon as I'm done getting ready I start to pace the room. A little bit nervous as I wait for you, wondering if you decided not to come as the time get closer to the end of the half hour. Wondering what I'm going to say to you. What you might say to me. Wondering if you might just decide if you don’t want to stay once you actually meet me. I sit upon the bed and breathe several deep breaths, hoping that I live up to your standards. As I sit there I hear three soft taps on the door. They’re so soft that I can barely hear them. I sit for just a moment wondering if I really did hear a knock on the door. I stand and walk to the door. I open it but there is no one there. Shocked, I lean out the door looking one way then another. I see a wisp of black skirt disappear around a corner. I jump out of my room and hurry down the hall after what I think was you. As I turn the corner I see your gorgeous form disappear into the elevator. I reach the elevator just in time to stop the doors, I actually get my fingers pinched stopping them. You just stand there staring at me as I hold the doors open. My eyes connect with yours and you blush. I stare at you for a few moments then I step into the elevator. I let the doors close behind me and lean against them. As it starts to move I reach over and press the stop button so that the elevator stops between floors. I can see you blush even more as I step closer to you. My hand reaches up and cups your chin, raising your face to mine so I look into your dark eyes. I smile at you as our eyes meet, my fingers softly caressing your cheek. My lips part and words float from my throat, “My dear what was that all about?” Your pale skin deepens to a bright pink as you answer, “I'm sorry… I. I. I was just a little afraid.” I grin and lean forward my eyes locked with yours. You can see the sparkle in my eyes as my other hand reaches slides around your side and presses against the small of your back. My voice sends chills down your back as I whisper to you, “To tell you the truth my sweet, I was a little bit anxious about our meeting. But I didn’t expect you to up and run away after you got here. Are you going to come back to my room or should I just let you go home now?” My eyes reflect my amusement as I gently pull you to me. Your neck tingles as my hand slips around to the back. Your lips part as I get closer, you can feel my warm breath washing over your face as you look into my eyes. You wet your lips by flicking your tongue out. Your soft voice brushes against my ear, “MMmm. I'm sorry my sweet I just got a little afraid. I'm fine now. I'm ready to go back up. I just got really nervous.” You reach out with a hand and run one of your nails down my cheek and then over my neck. I cannot stand our closeness anymore and lean forward and kiss you. My lips press against yours. I breathe in your scent as our lips devour each other, our hands dancing over each others backs and bums. My tongue snakes into your mouth as yours massages it. A low growl grumbles up from my lower being as I start to kiss you more roughly. Your nails drag down my silk shirt as you yearn for more of my kiss. I grab your ass and pull you tighter to me our bodies pressing tight to each other. Moans issue from both our throats as our bodies move against each other. My leg presses between your thighs as one of your hands slithers down and starts to rub my chest and make its way down towards my crotch. My mouth breaks with yours and makes its way down to your neck, my lips nibbling as your soft flesh. Your breath hot onto my ear, little whimpers escaping your mouth as I suck on your pulse. My teeth scrape across your neck, your nails digging into my back as I bite. One of my hands glides to the front of your black dress and seizes your right breast. Abruptly, we hear the phone of the elevator buzz, breaking us out of our lustful kiss. I separate from you, my hands reaching up and cupping your face as I kiss you one last deep kiss before reaching over and pressing the floor below and pulling the stop button. The elevator jerks to movement and then stops as the doors open. I laugh as I grab your hand and run to the stairwell. We run up the stairs and down the hall to my room. I open the door and shut it behind us. I turn around as the door closes and push you against it. The excitement dances in your eyes as I press against your body and begin to kiss your neck again. You moan in pleasure as my hands slide down your sides and then wraps about your hips and lift you up. You giggle in shock as lift you up; to keep our balance you wrap your legs around my waist. Little whimpers escape your throat again as my teeth bite on your pulse. A little growl rumbles up from my being as your hands reach down and pull my shirt up. I feel your sharp nails rake against my back. I remove my lips from your neck and kiss you on the lips as I spin us around and head for the bed. Our tongues wrap about each other as my fingers start unlacing the back of your dress. Your legs unwrap from my waist and you kneel down as I set you down on the bed. As I untie the back of your dress you reach to the front of my shirt and just rip the shirt down the front. The buttons go flying everywhere as you tear it open to reveal my chest. Your lips leave mines as you get caught up and start to kiss my neck then down towards my chest. I just shake my head and mutter something about my shirt right before your reach my left nipple. Swiftly, you envelop my nipple into your hot mouth and suck on it. At that point I don’t care anymore, I reach around and grab my knife and slice the cords of your dress. The shock of the cold metal against your skin makes you jump and you bite down hard on my nipple. The hand without the knife wraps in your hair and holds you to my chest as you bite. I toss the knife off to the side. I pull you face from my chest and growl at you, “Mmmmm. I think its time for us to be naked my sweet.” You shyly look at me and hold the top of your dress to you, “I. I don’t know baby, I don’t think I want to.” A little twinkle in your eyes as you advance towards me and strip off my shirt with little kisses over my stomach and chest. I just let you strip off my shirt, as your kisses drag back up towards my neck again your hands reach down and unbutton my jeans. You giggle lightly against my neck as you slowly drag my zipper down and my cock springs free. Instantly you wrap your fingers around my hard shaft as you other hand pushes my pants down to the floor. I step out of my pants and kick them to the side. Your kisses start to snake their way down my body. I can feel your lips stop on my nipples biting them and flicking them with your tongue as your fingers stoke up and down my cock. I moan at your kisses and your teasing hand. I reach down, my hand caressing your shoulders, catching the straps of your dress and pushing them down. You smile as you bite my right nipple. You remove your hand from my cock just long enough to slip your arm through your dress. Then you slowly wrap your fingers about my cock. Gently you move up, catching the skin, folding it up over the head then back down is a long smooth stroke. I growl lightly as you play, my hands making their way down to your firm breasts. I flick and tease your nipples with my nails as your kisses slide down my stomach. I look down at you as you kiss. As our eyes meet, you bare your teeth and bite some of the flesh of my stomach. I close my eyes in delight as you bite my bare flesh. Your fingers squeeze my hard shaft as you play along its length. Moans rumbles from my throat as your kisses and bites dip down below my waistline. Grinning you flick your tongue to lick the area just above my cock. Your hand moves my cock to the side as your tongue licks around it. My voice rumbles down at you, “Mmmm. Baby, please you know what I want.” A little smirk crosses your lips as you lean back on your heel, you fingers pumping my cock. With a teasing smile you bend forward and blow your hot breath on the tip. Just a bit of wind, that’s all you do, just a small puff of air. I just look down at you with a look of pure lust and need. The look just makes you want to tease me even more. Leisurely you tilt your head forward and flick your tongue out. Just the tip of your tongue passes over the very tip of my cock. My body jumps at the slight contact. I moan, wanting more of your tongue. Gradually you lick more and more of my cock. Your hot tongue first starts at the head, flicking forward and over the head. Soon you cannot control yourself any more and you wrap your tongue all the way around my cockhead. As you do you suck it into your mouth. The moan that escapes my lips almost sounds like I'm in pain more then enjoying myself. You look up just to make sure but all you see is my eyes closed in bliss. As your mouth sucks just on the head of my cock you reach up with one hand and start to pump my cockshaft. Your other hand reaches up and fondles my balls as you suck just a bit more of my cock into your mouth. My knees are weak with your continued work on my cock. I moan as I lean forward and kneel on the bed. You realize what I am doing and back up a little, never removing your mouth from my cock. My growls rumble from my chest as you suck harder on my cock, taking more of it into your mouth. I can start to feel your mouth move up and down the length of my cock. You take all my cock into your throat, sucking on its full hardness. Joyful whimper trickle from my mouth as I suddenly feel the urge to taste you. I pull back from you, my cock leaving your mouth with a pop. You look at me surprised that I stopped so suddenly. But the question on your lips freezes as you see the look in my eyes. I just grab you without a word and push you back on the bed. You get a bit afraid with the look in my eyes. It seems like the animal in me has taken over. You back up just a little trying to get away from me. I just reach out and grab your ankle and pull you to me. I climb over the bed spreading your legs as I do, positioning my face in front of yours. A rumbling voice completely unlike my normal one murmurs, “My sweet, lean back and enjoy. Don’t be afraid of me.” Smiling my mouth kisses yours hard and passionately, my tongue thrusting into your mouth. My hands start to wander your body, teasing at your breasts then moving down to your legs. I catch your dress and unexpectedly just tear it in half, ripping it from your pale body. This scares you even more but I just laugh and kiss your neck. My hot mouth on your skin makes you forget your earlier fear. My hands caress your bare thighs as I bite and suck on your neck. I kiss my way down your neck and over your shoulder heading down towards your left breast. My teeth bite down on the top of your breast, leaving little dents in your soft flesh. You reach up and grasp my head in your hands and press me down onto you breast. You seem to be enjoying yourself so I slide my hands up and down the length of your legs. My fingers trail their nails up your leg sending little shivers up your body. They glide further up your thighs as my mouth suddenly catches your left nipple and sucks on it hard. You gasp the sudden pleasure, my teeth catching it and biting down hard. The pleasure and pain causes you to grip my hair and pull it roughly. I hear you moan as my tongue lashes across your nipple, then your scream in pleasure as my hand reaches your pussy and cups it. My finger instantly disappears into your wet hole, my palm rubbing your clit. I finger you fast and hard my nail lightly scraping the inside of you. I bite my way over to your other breast. The little dents appearing to become a little bit deeper and redder. I slip another finger into your tight hole. I twist and thrust them into you. Your hips thrust up to meet my fingers, my thumb smacking into your clit each time I drive my fingers into you. My mouth releases your breast and I look up at you. You look down at me, your inner animal finally free. You pull my face up to you by my hair and thrust your tongue into my mouth as you kiss me hard. As you kiss me you reach down and take hold of my rigid cock. You fingers wrap about it and squeeze the head. I moan into your mouth as you rake your nails along my shaft. My fingers pound your pussy then I stop, my thumb and forefinger reaching up and pinching your clit. The feeling drive you wild as your eyes roll back in your head and you try to clamp your thighs about my hand. I let loose if your clit, my fingers dipping back into you, moving hard and fast. I free my mouth from yours and grin at you. The look you give me is one that I've seen before. The need to be fucked. But I'm not done playing yet. My other hand lights down and frees your fingers from my cock. You moan at the prospect that you think I'm getting ready to shove its length into you. I just slightly shake my head as you look at me pleadingly. I bite your neck ravenously, my teeth biting hard into your skin. You know that that little bite is going to be staying there for a really long time. When my head pulls back you feel my teeth scrape across your skin. They leave lines of fire. You reach up and feel little lines of blood on your skin. You gasp at the sight of your blood but the feeling my fingers are creating makes you quickly forget about the blood. My tongue flashes out and licks those little lines. Then I start biting by way down your body. Over your breasts, I stop just a bit on your nipples then I make my way down a little bit quicker. I can not wait till I can taste you so my lips and kisses get quicker as I move down. You groan with anticipation, but you don’t want my head between your legs you want my cock. You reach down and try to get me to come back up, but I resist and continue towards your pussy. I pull my fingers from your dripping pussy. Kisses getting closer you give up and let me do what I want. My tongue licks down across your stomach. You wiggle your ass trying to get me to move faster down. I grin, reach up, and start playing with your breasts as my lips move down below your waist. You moan expectantly, a sudden need burns in you. You grab the hand that was fingering you and you suck those fingers into your mouth. You groan at the taste of your sweet juices on my fingers. You moan even more when my tongue finally reaches down and trails up your slit. I look up at you as my tongue flicks up and down over your clit. You look down at me and start sucking on my fingers like you did my cock. I growl at you and then wrap my tongue about your clit and suck it into my mouth. Your hips buck as my teeth scrape across the tip of it. I growl onto your clit, the vibrations wracking your body with pleasure. You continue to suck the flavor of your pussy from my fingers as I free your clit and plunge my tongue into your pussy. It wiggles and searches your insides tasting your sweet juices. I caress your inner walls as I move my hand down from your breast and start to rub your clit as I tongue you. You buck your hips and grab at my head wrapping your hands in my hair as my tongue drives you insane with pleasure. I pull my tongue from your pussy and enfold your clit again in my mouth. My fingers replace my tongue in your pussy. I thrust faster into you with my fingers as my tongue teases and my lips nibble your clit. Your moans turn to screams as I twist my fingers inside of you, searching for your G-spot. Once I find it, I curl my fingers inside of you and scrape my nails across it. You scream in pleasure and pull my hair hard as your orgasm rips through your body. I feel the flood from your pussy all along my fingers. I bite down on your clit as you cum, my fingers scratching your G-spot as you buck wildly on my fingers. I pull my fingers from you as the torrent from you pussy gushes past your pussy lips. My mouth replaces my fingers on your pussy. I vacuum you pussy my mouth sucking hard on it, drinking your juices as they flow from you. You keep bucking over and over as my tongue snakes inside of your pussy, tasting your wonderful cum. You shudder once more as your orgasm ends. Your fingers release my hair and drop to your sides as I suck every last bit of your cum from your quivering pussy. You moan in dreamy bliss as I finally remove my mouth from your pussy. Your whole body is numb with joy as I start to kiss my way up your body. I reach your lips and you look up at me. You smile the smile of sweet contentment, then your lips part, wanting to kiss me and to taste your cum on my tongue. I lean downward and kiss you deeply, my tongue twisting into your mouth. Your cum tastes sweet on my tongue, my hands moving over your tingling body as we kiss. You can feel my body lying next to you. Our tongues twirling together in lust as I caress your body. You can feel me against you, and then you rapidly become conscious of my rock hard cock resting in your weakened hand. You enfold it in your warm hand and start to stroke it. You murmur soft into my mouth as you stroke it. You grin and push me backwards onto my back. I just look up at you. The animal inside of you growls as you look at me and then my cock. You keep stroking my cock but start to kiss me more and more passionately. I try to reach up and play with you, but you snarl at me, pinning my hands down to the bed. You growl in my ear, “Now it is your turn now my vampire.” You push me back down and start kissing my body. You reach over and take the frayed ends of the string from your dress, tying them about my wrists then to the bedposts. A look of mild dismay crosses my face as you tie my hands to the bed, then you kiss me with suck animalistic passion that I completely forget about my hands. I moan more as you leave my lips and clamp your teeth down onto the flesh of my neck. Your mouth sucking and pulling at my skin. The kisses get more violent as your inner beast is released. I feel my skin part under your teeth, hot warmth flowing from my flesh. I scream with both the pain and the pleasure of it. You lock your mouth on the small wound, sucking greedily for more of my hot blood. You drink more and more from me your hand lacing about my head and through my hair. As your fingers lace deep into my hair your pull at it, bringing my head back and exposing more of my neck. I moan for more, when you hear me you bite my neck once more, tearing through another line of skin. Blood gushes out of the new wound, which you devour ravenously. My body is striving to rub against you and when you feel my rock hard cock brush lightly against your leg you remember partly what you wanted to do before you caught a taste of my blood. Growling against my neck you nuzzle more as you loop you leg over and straddle me. I gasp as you suddenly place your wet dripping pussy along the length of my cock. I groan in pleasure as you start to run your pussy up and down the whole of it. But not letting it enter you. You pull your mouth from your neck and smile at me, my blood dripping from your lips and onto my chest. The flares of animal lust are flowing behind my eyes as I see my blood drip from your lips. I strain forward to catch a few drops on my tongue. You lean forward, kissing me hard thrusting your tongue violently into my mouth, the hot coppery taste of my blood on it. We get more violent with out kiss, my teeth biting down hard enough to make a tiny wellspring of blood on your tongue. I taste the sweetness of our blood mingled. You snarl at me when I bite your tongue, pulling your mouth from mine and rising up so that you are no longer in contact with my cock. The look you give me is of complete disappointment. You pull your leg back over me and sit on the edge of the bed shaking your head. I growl and ask what’s wrong. My hands are still tied so I cannot reach over and try and consol you for whatever I did wrong. I hear what I believe to be sniffles as if you are crying. Complete confusion erupts inside of my mind. I start to apologize for what I did, and then you laugh as you twist around and look over your shoulder at me. You smile again at me my blood staining your teeth, pure mischief in your eyes. The look on my face makes you giggle more. You reach out and start to tickle my sides as what you’ve done dawns on me. I growl menacingly, straining against the ties that bind me to the bed. I am surprised that I cannot break them and realize that you have tied me very tight. I pull and twist and struggle to get away as you tickle my sides, then down my legs then back up my inner thighs. I gasp as you suddenly stop tickling me and grab my cock. The shock of moving from a tickle to the flaring of lust inside of me is unnerving. I just look down at you and moan as you start to stroke it. You growl up at me and lean forward, your tongue snaking out to lick at the drying blood on my chest. Your hand moves up and down the whole of my cock, from my balls all the way to the sensitive head. My hips move with your hand, thrusting up as you move your hand down. Your lips nibble over to my left nipple, your tongue quick to flick out and pull it into your mouth. You clench your teeth about it and pull, bringing a moan of pleasure from me. You pop it from your mouth and laugh, telling me to hush or someone might think that someone was getting beaten. I laugh at you for a moment then fall back to moaning as your mouth heads further south. You lick and suck down my stomach your teeth drawing little red lines all over it. You halt for a moment at my belly button. You dip your tongue into it and gently tease it as your fingers wrap about the head of my cock and rub its underside. I lift my ass off the bed as you do, moaning all the while. You rake your nails up and down the length of my shaft sending little waves of painful pleasure through me. The feeling is so intense that I almost cum, but you see the effect your nails are having so you stop. You completely lift your hand from my cock so that I don’t cum before you want me to. I moan and beg for you to rake you nails over my cock again but you just shake your head and smile. Soon you see the flames of lust burn down to a low flame in my eyes. As soon as it does you smile up at me and in that throaty voice of yours and tell me its time. I look down at you wondering what time it was. Then you show me. Grinning, you wrap your hand around the base of my shaft and blow on the tip. I jump at the shock of the air and look down at you once more before closing my eyes in pleasure. I can feel you move slightly, laying your body along mine, your head resting on my leg, just inches from my cock. I can still feel your hot breath washing over the length of my cock. I moan slightly and start to struggle again. Wanting free so I can play with you as you play with me. As I be to be let go you just shake your head. When you do your hair swishes over my rigid shaft. The silky strands caressing it like a thousand tiny fingers. You hear my sighs as your hair tangles about my cock; you smile and move it out of the way. You finally decide that the teasing is over. You tilt your head forward, your tongue flashing out and licking the entire underside of my shaft, from the base near my balls all the way up to the very tip. You moan as you taste both the juices that your pussy put there earlier and the taste of my salty precum. The tastes drive you even wilder. You wrap your fingers about the base of my shaft, pulling down so that my cock looks even longer than it already is. Moaning deeply you ravenously start to lick up and down the whole of it, covering every inch of it so that you don’t miss even a little bit of your taste. You finally finish cleaning all of your taste off of my cock, as you do you look up at me and smile at what you see. The feelings that your tongue is causing is so good that my eyes are shut tight and I just lay there limp enjoying every touch of its hot length. I feel you stop for that moment and look down at you almost whimpering for more. I look down to see what you are doing through my hooded eyes. I glimpse one of the most beautiful sights in the world. You are getting more comfortable since lying on your side is not the best position to suck a cock. You try and decide how you want to sit; all the while I’m watching your hand move up and down my cock, its length not 3 inches from your hot dripping pussy. You notice where my eyes are riveted and that gives you an idea. You suddenly straddle my chest, your hot wet pussy just a few inches from my face. I can see every little detail of your glorious pussy. The curve of your outer lips, the sweet little opening between your inner lips. It looks as if it just wants to be filled. I can just taste the sweetness of the pussy juices that are dripping down over your clit. I smile and strain, trying to taste but my tongue doesn’t even come close to brushing even the outer lips of your pussy. I feel you lean forward, moving your mouth ever close to my cock. I sigh as I watch you head go down, waiting for my cock to be enveloped in your hot mouth. You get closer to my cock, the tip not more than an inch from your face now. I can feel your breath slipping over it as you get so close to it. You smile and slip your tongue out and start to lick and tease about the tip of it. I growl as you lick the little hole in the tip, drops pf precum oozing out to be lapped up by your twisting tongue. I finally start to beg, the need to cum so intense. I ask for you to suck my cock, to suck the cum from my balls. You’ve teased me enough and I need it now. All you do for an answer is instantly deep throat me. You force your mouth fully onto my cock, your throat widening as it seeks to accommodate my enlarged head. I moan in absolute bliss as you suck hard on the whole of my manhood. My hips push upwards trying to get more of my cock into your throat. You smile as you feel my pleasure. I growl low in my throat as you suck, you answer my growl with one of your own. The feeling of it is so wonderful, the vibrations rocking around my cock. My body shakes as you growl driving me beyond bliss. I moan, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. You can taste a constant stream of precum flowing from my cock. I twist and moan on the bed, my cum wanting out. With me so close you’re done teasing and want my cum. You start sucking hard on my shaft. Your head bobbing up and down, your mouth sucking deep and hard on the whole length of my rock hard cock. Every time you draw back you wrap your tongue about the head, whipping and flicking the supersensitive underside. You hear me moaning incoherently though you think you hear the word cum. You wrap both your hands about my shaft, one on top of the other, you start jerking up and down fast as you suck hard on the tip, your tongue twisting and twirling about the head. Then you remember your nails. With a little purr you bite lightly on the underside of my cockhead as you suck deep. The feeling is so intense that I scream like I’ve been murdered. The pleasure is so intense that my body turns rigid as a steel beam, my cock exploding into your mouth filling it quickly with my hot, sticky cum. You try and swallow all that comes rushing out in my orgasm but you don’t succeed. My cum gushes down your throat and oozes down my burning shaft. Ravenously you suck, drinking and swallowing every drop of my thick semen. Your hands pump viscously at my cock, milking every little drop of my creamy fluid. I moan for you to stop, the pleasure quickly turning you blissful pain. You ignore my moans as you slip your mouth from my cock and quickly lick the shaft, catching any dribbling that escaped your sucking mouth. You slowly clean my slowly softening cock. You moan as you taste every last bit of my cum. As you lick, I moan again and suddenly you get another splash of cum across your face. I can’t believe it but I’m cumming again. It’s not much but a few little spurts that shoot onto your face and into your hair. You giggle at me and whisper that you didn’t know men could cum twice in a row. I just sign in rapture as you finish licking the second load of cum from my cock. My body goes limps as you get the last of my cum, my hands hanging from the ties. As if on their own accord, the ties fall from my hands the strain finally snapping the worn string. You smile lightly as you gently cradle my softening cock in your hands putting little kisses on it. Each kiss making me jump just a little. You still think my hands are tied and you are free to do what you want. You grin and gently trail your nails up and down my legs, lightly enough to be ticklish. I giggle lightly light as I gently move so that I can get you your sweet pussy that is still only inches from my face. The mouth of which is wide open and glistening with your juices. I smile because you haven’t even looked back yet to see me untied. You hear me growl to stop, but you just ignore me and continue to tickle me. My voice grumbles that you are going to regret this but you just laugh and keep on tickling me. I position myself just right, covering it up in your tickling. My face is just an inch from your pussy, my hot breath flowing over it. You feel the sensations but in the fun of the moment you don’t even notice it. All of a sudden my hand slap down on your hips, my fingers digging into flesh and pulling you fast to my mouth. You are so startled, you almost kick me in the head, but your legs turn to Jell-O as my mouth latches down on your clit, my teeth biting down and my tongue wrapping around it. The immediate pleasure of the moment turns you to jelly, just falling on top of me letting my tongue and mouth do what I want to you. Your sighs quickly turn to screams as my tongue lashes against your clit, my lower teeth scraping against it. You try and pull away my ministrations driving you slightly mad with pleasure. My fingers just dig deeper into your hips holding your sweet pussy to my face. You scream as my tongue quickly invades your pussy, twisting and licking your insides. Once my tongue enters you, you start to rock your hips, fucking hard on it. In your insane pleasure you grab my soft cock and start sucking on it again. I growl against your pussy my voice rumbling down your canal to your insides. Your mouth amazingly brings my cock back to life, its full hardness now filling your mouth as I fuck your pussy with my tongue. On of my hands reaches around and gently probes at your puckered hole. You groan and pull away, telling me that you don’t want there. I smile into your pussy and move my finger away; instead my hands reach down and start to play with your tits. At first gently massaging them, then getting more violent as you suck hard on my cock. I pull and twist your nipples as your tongue whips at my cock. I moan into your pussy then you feel my hands leave your tits. You whimper at the loss of pleasure. Then you make a startled squeak as I pull you up off my chest and push you forward onto your hands and knees. I slip out from under you and arrive behind you. You look over your shoulder at me, your eyes begging me to fill you. You hear my voice growl as I lean down and bite first one cheek of your ass then the other. But now I’m ready to finish teasing you. I lean forward looking down at you. You moan at me that you want to feel my cock inside of you filling you. Then you just hang your head down waiting for my cock. I grin and rake my nails down your back so hard that they feel like claws. Several lines of blood appear as you startles moan escapes your lips. At the sight of your blood I lean forward and run my tongue up each line of that sweet drug. Each line my tongue makes you moan for more, asking me to fuck you, to use you, to fill you with my cum. I bite your shoulder as I lick the final line and lean back again my cock now resting against your pussy. You can feel its length nestled between your pussy lips. You whimper, wanting the feel of me inside of you. You move your hips trying to get my cock to press into you. I just smile and grab your hips and stop them. My hips start to move forward and back, the whole length of my cock running up and down your slit. I moan as your wetness slides along me, my cock getting harder as I tease both of us. I slowly pull back and slip a hand down to guide my cock into your pussy. You moan in anticipation as my fingers gently rub your pussy before they grab my cock and guide its head to your dripping hole. You can feel the head pressing against your open outer lips. You push your hips back, this time I let you and my hand guides my cockhead into you. You sigh as the head pushes past your outer lips and starts to enter deeper into you. I moan in pleasure as your pussy sucks onto my cockhead. You push back further trying to get all of me into you but I don’t want that quite yet. My hands reach down and grab your ass, holding you where you are. I let your pussy wrap about the head of my cock. Then I slowly start to move back and forth just letting the head of my cock fuck you. You moan and squirm in my hands trying to force yourself all the way on my cock. You beg for me to fill you, to ram my cock hard into your tight pussy. But all I do is thrust just the head of my cock inside of you, in and out slow deliberate strokes. You can feel my nails digging into your ass as I thrust my cock. The pleasure of your pussy about my cockhead is so wonderful. Every time I pull out it feels as if you are trying to suck the whole of my cock into your pussy, it is a struggle not to let you pull me in but I tease you for only a few more strokes. I am finally ready after you moan and beg for me to fuck you. But it isn’t the quick strokes to fill you, that’s you want, instead , the slow strokes that were just letting my head enter you start to get just a little bit longer. Each stroke lets more and more of my cock into you. Slowly you feel inch after inch of my rock hard shaft fill you. I slowly pull all the way back, just the head of my cock inside of you then I slowly slide all the way forward again. You can feel my cockhead hitting the back of your pussy, the length of my cock and your need for it causing me to fill you completely. You moan as my slow strokes begin to pick up speed. My hips rock back, then forward. As I pick up speed I let you start to rock with me. Even though I’ve picked up speed, my thrusts are long and hard. Each time I thrust forward you whole body rocks with the force. You scream in pleasure as my nails rake down your back again, my body curving down so that I can bite you on your neck. You whip your head to the side to look into my eyes, the animal exposed in both of us. You snap your teeth at me wanting to taste my blood. I just snarl in animal passion and bite your shoulder hard enough to make it bleed. Your blood fills my mouth; I swallow, drinking your hot metallic liquid. You groan and growl as my thrust slam into you long and fast. Each thrust forward punctuated by another bite on your back and more blood flowing from your body. I drink more and more, each wound I leave bleeding your precious fluid onto the bed. You moan, your arms getting weak as you get light headed from the loss of blood. My hands reach down and fondle your breast, running my nails around your nipples as my thrust get harder. Suddenly you lose all feeling in your arms and collapse forward; my hands slip up and grab your hips. My fucking gets more intense, you feel as if you cannot even feel me fucking you though the haze of loss of blood and pleasure. You moan for me to cum to finally fill you with my hot cream. I smile down at you and whisper that it is not quite time. You whimper for me to, you want it so bad, but you cannot try and force me you are that weak. Now I just pull my cock from you. You feel me leave you and it is like a void opens inside of your soul. You cry for me to fuck you more. You try to move to make me finish, but the slow bleeding that has been going on has left you close to death. My gently hands slowly lay you down and turn you over. I softly position you on the bed, the sheets sticky with your blood. You look around; trying to find me but all you can see is the darkness of the void. You start to cry finally realizing that I’ve killed you, that some one was murdered in this room, and it was you. The darkness folds about you, gently caressing your flesh. You cry more, whimpering that you don’t want to die, that you don’t want to leave the world yet. You hear whispers in the darkness; you think that the voices are the ones to take you away. You moan in sickness, wanting to live, and then you realize that you recognize the voice. It is mine; the whispers are me telling you that everything will be alright. That you are not dead, that you are alive, just between life and death. Your cry to me, telling me you cannot feel anything, that the world is gone. I just smile and kiss away your tears. That you feel, you feel my hot breath on your face, you can feel my tongue flicking out to lick the tears from your face. You can feel my breath as I whisper into your ear, telling you that I’m going finish now, that I’m going to cum inside of you, filling you with my hot cum. All you can do is moan in the lethargic aftermath of your blood loss. You can just barely feel my hands drifting over your prone body. The feeling is as if a light fog is caressing you skin. You cry a little bit more as even that feeling drifts away. Then you hear my far distant voice, it sounds as if it’s a million miles away. So far in fact that you cannot make out my words. But the sound of it calms you. I look down at your blood covered body, the rivulets from your back drying across your breasts and nipples. The sight of your even whiter skin covered in your own blood making the animal in me want you even more. I look down to your spread legs, my fingers dancing alone your skin, heading towards your dripping pussy. I grin and gently pull my hands away; as I do you whimper more. I just smile as I gently touch you again to reassure you. I know that you are dying, that you’ve been bled almost dry. I lean forward and slowly position myself between your legs. My hands reach down and spread your legs wider hooking them at the knees. Then I push forward with my cock, the head barely fitting in your sucking pussy, now that it is engorged with the blood I’ve taken from you. Slowly I move my hips forward, my cockhead slipping past your outer lips and into you. I move ever so slowly so that I don’t rip your insides with my now huge cock. As I finally slip all the way to the hilt inside you, your eyes snap open and focus on my face. My eyes focus on you and you see me smile as our eyes lock. You moan deeply as I start to move my hips making my cock slip in and out of you. At first you whimper each time it slides out, but you stop as soon as you realize that I’m not teasing anymore. I am going to give you want you want. You try and lift your arms to wrap about me, to pull me down, hold me to you as I fill you with myself. But you cannot, I’ve drained you so much that you cannot move. You moan as I thrust slow and hard into you. You smile as you hear me growl and groan with the pleasure you are giving me. I lay further down onto you, my body laying along yours, my arms slipping behind you and pulling you up off the bed a little. Once I do this my thrusts turn fast and hard. You feel the shock of my plunging cock throughout your weakened body. The true shock is that slightly warm feeling that is building inside of your belly. You try and make sense of the distant warmth that is slowly starting to turn all your nerves alive. The slight tingling has now turned into something more. You look up into my eyes and see pure pleasure mirrored there. The warmth has now grown to cover your whole body, but the center is still in your belly, the place where my rock hard cock is thrusting away. You moan slightly, finally realizing what is happening. I hold you tighter to me, my nails like pin pricks into your back, just enough to add to the sensations. You still try and raise your arms to hold me down but you cannot. My hips thrust harder into you. My murmurs in your ear turn to growls as I tell you I’m getting closer to cumming. You just whimper as the glow of your own orgasm slowly laps at your consciousness wave after wave. Each wave larger than the other, matching the rhythm of my pounding cock. You slowly close your eyes, letting the wave take over your soul, the bliss of pleasure rolling over you like a thunderstorm. I feel your pussy clenching about my cock every time I plunge deep into you. My mouth covers your pulse again, my fangs extending out to pierce your skin. In the throes of your building orgasm you don’t even notice the pinpricks. I suck deep what little blood is left inside of you pumping out and down my throat. I pull my mouth from you, your blood filling me, driving me over the edge. You hear my far off scream of pleasure, even as you feel the gently explosion of my cock inside of you. I cum hard, my hips melded with yours as my cock pumps load after load into you. All you feel is each tiny explosion, and with each you feel the storm of your orgasm crack over your body. I look down at you as I fill you my body wracked with each lightening strike of your orgasm as it pulls the cum from my cock. I smile down at you your breathing slowly coming to a stop, even as your body dies your orgasm continues. You gently pass from the world in a blissful storm, your soul rolling with the clouds of pleasure. However, I’m not going to let you ride that storm to the hereafter. I growl down at you, telling you that you are not going to leave me just yet. I pull out of you, my cum gushing out of you onto the bed as your continuing orgasm makes your pussy quiver. I smiles and look down at you. You skin has turned almost translucent with let loss of blood. I stand up from the bed and slowly walk around you, letting your soul enjoy the most of your bliss. I stand near the foot of the bed, just where your head is and I drop to my knees. I reach out and caress your cheeks, moving your hair from your face. I just sit there letting you flow with the pleasure. Sighing in pleasure I rake the nails of my hand across my wrist. They cut deep and a gush of blood splashes out and across your face. The deep red like a slap across your cheek and lips. Just a little of my blood drips past your slightly open lips and glides down your tongue to touch your throat. The storm you are riding suddenly tinges red, the pleasure lightly interrupted by a bit of pain. I watch you, your eyes lightly flickering with the light taste of my blood. I grin as it reach up and pull you chin down, opening your mouth for the next gush of blood. It fills your mouth and the stream slides down your throat. As it slips down into your belly your eyes snap open and your screams split the air. The screams are of pleasure unbound and loss like no one has ever felt. But as you see my bleeding arm your instincts take over. You reach up and grab it, pulling it down to your mouth and biting hard at the open wound. Once you bite another fresh gush of blood fills your mouth which you swallow greedily. You purr with another form of pleasure as drink from my arm. I just look at you with sweet desire, my body getting a little lighter as you drink. You devour another few mouthfuls then you push my arm away, shocked at what is happening. You look over to me, the storm of your orgasm still rumbling in the distance. My blood thrumming through yours changing you in ways that you never dreamed. You start to ask me questions, a million of them at once, but all I do is slip my fingers over your mouth and smile. I tell you to be quiet and I will answer your questions, but first we have to get cleaned up and leave before the police come. You look at me, and I smile and inform you that your screams must have waked the dead. I laugh and take you into the bathroom, and start the shower. I advise you to clean up quickly so that we can leave without answering any questions the police might have. You smile weakly, still trying to figure out what happened. The hot water splashes against your flesh, all the dried blood slowly drifting down the drain. I step into the shower with you, my hands gently taking the soap and cloth and start to scrub at your back. You expect pain from the wounds that I inflicted but you feel nothing. Shocked you look down at the bites that should be on your breasts, and you reach up to your neck for the wound that killed you, but they are gone. You look over your shoulder at me, but I just smile and whisper that I will tell you later. My hands deftly remove all traces of blood. The tub is red with the washing but as we step out our bodies are once again white and clean. I towel you off quickly and roughly. My touches lingering just a little on your breasts and your pussy. You moan at my touches but I stop so that I can dry myself off. I watch you as you walk back into the room. You breathe in a sharp intake of breath at the carnage on the bed and even the walls. It truly looks as if someone had be murdered, the amount of blood spattered on the walls and soaking into the bed. You gasp and look at me; a playful smirk crosses my face as I tell you that most of the blood is yours. The situation is too much for you and you begin to faint, but I’m suddenly there and hold you up. I tell you that we need to leave. You just nod and let me support you. I grab my jacket and wrap it around your naked body. Since you didn’t bring any other clothes. I whisper to you that it was silly not to bring a change of clothes, but all you tell me is that you didn’t expect to be wearing any. I laugh and slip some pants and a shirt on and then we head out the door. As we do, I see people in the hallways, trying to figure out where the screams had come from. I put on an appropriate bewildered look and head for the elevator with you arm and arm with me. We reach the elevator and step into it; we reach the lobby, just as the police enter the other elevator and head up. I breathe a gently sigh as we walk out the door. We turn a corner and you whisper that your car is in the garage. We head to your car; I unlock it and help you into the passenger side. You smile up at me, your body lethargic with the pleasure of the change. I lean down and kiss you hard on the lips, my tongue snaking down and playing with yours. I break the kiss, moving to the driver’s side and starting the car. We drive out onto the road and just in time to see the police sealing the hotel. I smiles at you, my hands reaching out and caressing your sweet face. My nails raking down your cheek. You purr and leans your head back, suddenly falling asleep. My whispers just barely reach you, telling you to sleep and that all will be better when you wake. As you fall asleep, I take out my cell phone and call another friend of mine in London. I ask her if we can stay a few days with her and she agrees. We drive off into the night, you asleep and me wondering how to explain the night to you and how to get you some one to feed upon.

Leni and Lana were 12 now. The still liked being twins. They dressed the same, wore their hair the same, had the same mannerisms that made it hard to tell them apart for people that didn't know them well. They even played the "old standard twin" jokes on people; substituting for each other in different situations. Even the bedroom that they shared was representative of one personality instead of two. It's in this room where the story begins... I was on my way upstairs to put away the twin's laundry when I heard moaning over the music. I thought someone was sick and my pace quickened. When I got to the door I heard "Oh God Leni, it's incredible don't stop!" I stopped and listened for awhile and I heard Leni ask Lana if she could really feel that and Lana moaned louder. I eased the door open and peeked in bewildered by what I saw. Lana was blindfolded and naked on the bed, actually tied to the bed. Both arms were tied to the headboard and her legs were bent at the knees, spread wide apart and ankles tied to the slat rails under the bed. She was moaning and writhing on the bed. I couldn't see Leni anywhere but I could hear her, moaning and laughing at her sister. I stepped farther into the room, laying the laundry down on the floor. That's when I saw Leni. She was on the floor on the other side of the bed. I carefully eased around to see that she was naked and her hands were exploring her body. She called to Lana, "Tell me if you can feel this" as she reached down and pinched her throbbing little clit. At the exact moment, Lana bucked on the bed and cried out in pleasure "Oh GOD yessss!!" I had heard about the special bonds between twins. I'd read stories of twins being seperated by miles and one feeling labor contractions of the other. I thought my girls would have this amazing bond since they rarely left each others sides, but to be able to make one orgasm off the other.. it seemed incredible. I stood their watching these two identical naked bodies squirming around. Being their father, I'd never really paid a lot of attention to their bodies until just now and I could feel a raging hardon growing beneath my shorts. I decided to see just how strong this particular sexual bond was between my daughters. I knew Lana couldn't see me because she was blindfolded, so I walked softly around the bed with my finger to my lips as I came into view of Leni, spread on the floor, her small, bald, wet pussy displayed in plain sight. She saw me and I motioned for her to be quiet. Lana must have sensed something because she asked why Leni had stopped so suddenly. I motioned for her to tell her sister it was ok, and she did without hesitation. I got down on my knees and held my hands out to my daughter. Hesitantly she came over to me and I hugged her tightly pressing her firm but soft breasts to my chest, her hardened nipples burning against my bare skin. I let my hands carress her back as I whispered in her ear and asked if she wanted to play a trick on her sister. She giggled back with an oh yes Daddy. I licked her ear gently and felt her shiver in my arms and heard her sister moan lightly on the bed above us. I asked Leni if she and Lana were still virgins and she said most definately yes that they only did this with each other. I whispered to her "That's my good little girls" as I licked her ear and down her neck, up under her chin then kissed her soft mouth. Both girls moaned and then I got another idea. Since we couldn't see Lana up on the bed I went into my room and got my video camera and ran the feed into the girls TV. Now anything that I did to Leni, we could both see the reaction it had on Lana. Leni was giggling hard I motioned for her to be quiet and I reached up and turned the music down so I could hear Lana better. I motioned for Leni to lay back and I began to massage her feet and up her long muscular legs. The skin was so soft and supple. Slowly I rubbed farther up her legs, over her knees and she let her legs fall open slightly. I could see her little virgin pussy lips glistening up at me. I lay between her legs and started kissing her inner thighs, my hands pushing her legs farther apart. Hearing both girls moaning only made me want more. I moved farther up and lay my face right next to her sweet little pussy knowing she could feel my hard breathing blowing across it. I lay my hand on it, palm down and it covered her entire mound. I knew my hand was big, but when I saw it cover her entire mound I suddenly felt like a giant against this hot little girl. The heat coming from her nearly made me forget I was her father, I wanted her so badly. I pressed down on her pussy and watched the TV screen and saw Lana press her hot little pussy against an invisible force. I couldn't believe she was actually feeling this. Leni and Lana both moaned in unison as I began a palm massage of their bald little pussies, pressing more firmly and moving up and down. I found a pillow under the bed and put it under Leni's ass to lift her up so I could get to her easier. I blew a soft breathe over her lips as my finger trailed all around the outer edges. Leni reached up to touch her breasts and I motioned for her not too. I didn't want Lana to be suspicious as to how she could touch so many parts of her body at one time. I spread Leni's lips apart to see her little virgin hole and I flicked my tongue across it. Lana jumped on the bed like she had been shocked. I did it again and watched as she jumped. I leaned in and flattened my tongue and licked from Leni's tight opening up over her clit. Both girls moaned and shivered. I did it again and again, slowly at first then faster and harder. Lana was screaming "Don't stop, WHATEVER you're doing, DON'T STOP!" I began to lick furiously, raising Leni up to even get her tight lil bud of asshole in the action. Lana was raising her ass up off the bed every time I did this. My mind was going crazy. I'm licking my daughter's pussy into orgasm and watching the other one cum too. I couldn't stop, wasn't about to stop. I licked harder and faster, slowing only to concentrate on the lil throbbing nub of clit that was poking up, sucking it between my lips. Both girls screamed simultainiously that they were cumming. I didn't let up on that burning clit, teasing and torturing it with my mouth. I felt Leni shaking and I watched the telly as Lana exploded and squirted her juices out of her pussy at the exact time that Leni squirted into my mouth. I was in shock, totaly disbelief that Lana came because I was sucking on Leni's pussy. So wild. I whispered to Leni if she wanted me to stop and she practically begged me not too. So I started licking again only this time I let my tongue slip into her tight hole. Her hips bucked up to my face as Lana was bucking up on the bed. I started tongue fucking my daughter and watching my other daughter being raised to another orgasm. I raised my hand again and began diddling her clit, I wanted another mouthful of tasty cum. It didn't take much with my tongue snaking in and out of her tight hole until both girls screamed again and my face was flooded with cum. I watched the screen and saw Lana squirt again, juices going every where. Instead of swallowing all of Leni's juices I slowly spit them back onto her and soaked her little asshole, then let my finger rub all around it. I could hear Lana up on the bed moaning at how good it felt, then just as I carefully inserted my huge finger into Leni's ass, Lana screamed "OH MY GOD LENI, FUCK THAT ASS". I shoved my finger completely into Leni's ass while watching Lana squirm on the bed. I heard a whimper and looked down at Leni and saw a single tear roll down her face. I started to pull my finger out and she reached down and shoved my hand back into her ass and smiled at me. I began to finger fuck my daughter slowly at first then with more speed and pressure. Both girls were grinding away. One on my finger, the other on an imaginary finger in her ass.

Her back was beginning to heal. The last of the scabs were falling off. It had been a couple of weeks since she had been branded and bought to this farm. She was a yellow collar. There was one other lag and a breeder as well as her master. She was woken often by a kick in the ribs if she wasn’t awake and then she worked doing different chores around the farm from dawn till dusk. She knew from camp that she would be have to do certain things for her master, so she was a little confused as to when. She was only allowed to leave the farm with her master or with permission. She’d seen the other lag (a blue collar) receive a whipping the first week she’d been here. She was strapped to a bar that was far enough off the ground so that even her toes didn’t touch it. Her hands had been strapped with leather straps to the bar, then her clothes were ripped off of her. The blue collar had tears in her eyes, the fear was written all over her face but she definitely shouted “ well come on then what have you got to offer, little dick, I ran away cause I knew I could get fucked somewhere else by someone better,“ Their master stood behind the girl, leather strap in hand and a grin on his face. He swung and she heard the crack before she felt the pain. The blue collar had hung from the bar for two days after that but still through whatever kept her going shouted and screamed at their master every time she saw him. (But then that was what a blue collar was supposed to do.) “Oi” She was suddenly shaken out of her memories by the masters annoyed voice coming from behind her. Quickly turning around, she bowed so her face was resting on the tip of his boots. “What were you thinking about lag” he questioned “On how to be a better worker for you sir,” “liar!!!!!!!” he screamed and kicked her in the shoulder. She tumbled backwards and fell on her back. She looked up expecting anger in his face but instead she saw the same weird grin on his face as when he whipped the blue lag. He edged towards her kicking her legs apart, and kneeling down in between them. He grabbed her now open legs and dragged her towards him, so close she could feel his growing cock inside of his jeans. He roughly pulled at the little clothes she had on. His hands felt rougher and more callas as they had when he had first taken her. She came over in a cold sweat when she remembered the pain from then. Her masters hands ran up and down her now naked body, resting on her tits, squeezing at her nipples until she cried out in pain. His knee began to rub at her crutch, kneading. She began to feel a tingle running up her body, her pinched nipples actually becoming pert and hard. Her master noticed this and grinned even wider. Reaching down he unzipped his jeans, he grabbed one of her hands and placed it around his shaft, holding it there with his, rubbing it up and down. She swear she could feel the blood pumping into his dick helping it grow. He was beginning to moan now, his dick she thought was as hard as it would go, he was gyrating his hips to push his dick further into her hand. She gasped as he suddenly pushed her so she was laying down, it was hear she began to whimper, “please oh master, please don’t hurt me, I won’t daydream sir I promise” she begged squeezing her eyes shut as if to shut out what was coming. She felt his mouth roam around her neck, biting, taunting her, “ I know you want me really”, he whispered into her ear. Although she yes did protest, she tingled from head to toe in anticipation, her cunt wet and soooooo ready. Finally she felt his dick at the mouth of the tunnel, “no sir please,” she begged again. She felt his hands go to the top of her head, sliding along the floor still, keeping him laying above her, when they reached and cupped her head his whole body rammed up. She felt his cock enter her, sharp, hard, forceful. She didn’t know what to do. Tears in her eyes came as release because it wasn’t as painful as the first time but then the pain in her back where the brand was hurt as he rammed into her several times, the newly formed skin scrapping off on the concrete underneath them. He rammed faster into her, he screamed at her several times to open her legs wider. She had to oblige in the end as it hurt more when she tried to resist. He began pumping harder and harder, she couldn’t help herself, she grabbed hold of his arse cheeks and pulled him into her further, moaning with him. The tinkering that went through her body was great, she wanted more, so she pulled his arse cheeks as he pulled down on her head. She wanted more, she had never felt like this before. His hands came away from her head, one slapped down on the side of her face, then grabbed her neck. It squeezed. She lay dazed for a bit, the side of her face stinging. “ I’m sorry,” she cried coming to a bit. Again, the hand slapped at her face, then it bit into her neck as it began to squeeze, she struggled for breath, he was still above her, he began yet again to fuck her, as he got faster, he squeezed harder, his eyes even seem to glaze over when he shoved hard, he paused, holding his dick inside of her. She could feel his liquid pumping into her, creaming the inside of her walls, so much of it it dribbled out a little as he withdrew a little and pushed in again. His breathing slowed. He pulled out, the stars in front of her eyes faded a little when he released his hand from her throat. Standing up and pulling up his jeans, she watched him walk towards the doors of the barn. “next time do as you as supposed to, or you will be punished,” he said gruffly as he left. She lay there shivering, but not with cold but with a mixture of excitement and fear, his fluids now seeping out of her. She was a yellow collar, she wasn’t supposed to enjoy what he did to her, she was supposed to be in fear. She would have to be careful of that in the future. But just the thought of brought Goosebumps to her skin. Well the second in a series, I hope you enjoyed this too. I have more ideas, but only if you think they are readable!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Dad?" Steve heard his young 15 year old daughter call out to him from upstairs. "Down here sweety." he said, looking at the stairs. Jessica ran down them, her long brown hair flowing behind her. Her nice 34c breasts bounced up and down, as she came to a complete stop, "Is it ok if Janet sleeps over tonight?" She asked, looking into his eyes. "Well I don't know sweety, your mom and I are going out tonight. And your brother and sister are both going out," he said, standing up, looking down to her. "Pretty please daddy! With sugar on top?" she asked, giving him the puppy dog face. Her gorgeous brown eyes glazed with love and care. Obviously she wanted this. He could never say no to this look. He always felt so guilty. "Well, I guess...but you have to be careful, and don't let any strangers in the house. And stay out of our room!" Jessica looks into her father’s eyes so innocently, "No problem Daddy, I'm a good girl, I know all of the rules," Jessica said to her father smiling and skips back up to her room, her round 34c breasts bouncing up and down yet again. Her father noticed this, and he smiled to himself, and thought, “They grow up so fast…” he headed into the kitchen, and grabbed a coke from the fridge. Jessica walked into her room once she reached the top of the stairs. She closed and locked her door, and then sat on her bed. Jessica was wearing a gray t-shirt with a pink heart on the front, and blue jeans that showed off her amazing ass. Jessica has dated many guys in her days, and always left them with their heads spinning. Jess picked up the phone, where her friend Janet was waiting, “Yeah Janet, he said yes!” “Awesome! Want me to bring anything?” Jessica’s best friend Janet asked on the other line. The two of them have been friends since kindergarten, so Janet’s and Jessica’s families were good friends by now. “Mmm, anything you want really. I don’t care,” Jess responded, now lying on her bed. “Well, how about my sleeping bag?” Janet asked, looking through her closet. “Naw, we can just share a bed. It’s easier, and then we can stay up all night and talk easier.” Jess smiled to herself. “Well, ok. But should I bring any movies, or anything else?” Janet asked yet again, hoping she could bring something at least. “No, Janet, it’s ok.” She smiled, and closed her eyes, “When can you come over?” “Um, I can walk over after my shower, so in about 40 minutes or so, ok?” Jessica started to picture her friend in the shower. Her naked body under streams of water. Her body covered in soap. The steamy air swimming around her. “Hello, Jessica? Are you there?” “Oh yeah, sure. Um, ok, see ya then.” Jess hung up. Unknown to her family and friends, Jessica was really bi-sexual. Jess noticed this when she was 13, and she started to see her friends in bikinis. This new feeling inside her, as just changed her views on life in so many ways. Now, Jessica would give anything to see one of her friends naked. “Jessica! Shannon!” Jess heard her dad call from downstairs. She left her room, and walked down the stairs. Soon, she was followed by her younger sister Shannon, who was 13 years old. Once they reached the living room, they both looked at each other. For some reason, Jess couldn’t stop staring at her sister’s small and perky breasts. “Jessica?” her sister asked, seeing that she was spacing out. Jess shook out of it, and looked into her sister’s blue eyes. “Sorry, come on, let’s go see what dad wants.” Shannon led the way, her long wavy brown hair flowing behind her. They both ran down stairs into the basement, their round tits bouncing up and down, neither wearing a bra. On the way down, Jess noticed how great of an ass Shannon was starting to get. In a couple years, she would be a fox. They got into the basement, and saw their dad sitting in the computer chair. "Yes Daddy?" Both girls asked in unison before giggling that they did that. Steve, their father turned around in the chair, "Listen girls, our business trip has been extended for a total of 1 week. I know that Janet is sleeping over tonight Jessica, and I know that Shannon is sleeping over at her friend’s house for the weekend. Jake is out for the week, and he wont be back until next Friday. Can I trust you two girls to mind the house and your manners while we are gone?" he asked, looking at both of them. "Of course. Daddy everything will be spick and span when you and Mommy return from your trip." Jessica said, as both girls then jumped on their fathers lap and gave him hugs and a kiss on each cheek. Steve hoped that neither of his two lovely daughters felt his erection through his jeans as he was looking at porn when they came down, and seeing his two daughter's sets of breasts jumping while they were running down the stairs didn’t help any. He smiled at them, “Good. I am so glad I have two daughters that I can trust completely.” He gave them both a fatherly kiss, “Now scoot! Daddy has to take care of some business before I leave with your mom.” He smiled, as they both got off his lap, and headed upstairs. Jessica and Shannon were in the living room, when their mom was walking down the stairs, “Hey girls!” she smiled at them, as she also got in the living room. Her 42d breasts were held in under a business shirt, with a grey skirt covering her legs. She has long brown hair like her daughters, and pretty blue eyes. Hopefully, when the two of them would grow up, they would somewhat resemble this magnificent beauty. “Hey mom,” Jess started, “Janet is sleeping over tonight.” Sharon smiled at her, “Ok, but be careful, and don’t go sneaking in our room. Did your dad tell you we won’t be back for a week?” “Yes,” they both said in unison, giggling again. “Ok, good. Be careful you two,” she gave them both a kiss, then called out, “Honey, come on! We are going to be late!” “Coming!” Steve called back from downstairs. In 5 minutes, he ran upstairs, fixing up his tie. Both of the parents said goodbye to their daughters, and were off in their Subaru Outback. All of a sudden they both heard a car honk, "Well, Jess that’s Michelle, I'll see you when I see you," Jessica looked at her little sister. "You stole that line from me! How dare you!" she shouted to her sister, smiling as she did so. Shannon smiled back as she gathered her stuff. Jessica gave Shannon a sisterly kiss, and she was out the door. As soon as the Ford Explorer was gone, Jessica tore off all her clothes, practically ripping them, ran upstairs, and then lay down on her bed and began fingering her young pussy. She was thinking of how hot Shannon looked in the hallway, and on the stairs, and of what Janet looked like in her shower. Two of Jessica’s fingers went flying in and out of her pussy, as she was thrusting her hips into her hand. She grabbed her own tits, rolling her nipples in-between her fingers. She was so close to cumming, she could feel her body heating up, her body tensing, her orgasm started to rip through her...then....the door bell rang. Jessica was startled and wanted to scream out saying, "GO AWAY!!!" But she remembered Janet was sleeping over, and decided that she had better wait anyways. Tonight was going to be an interesting night, one they would remember forever. Jessica hurried downstairs, picking up her clothes, and pulling them back on fast. Jess noticed her hand was soaked, and she licked it all off. Jess always ate her own cum and cleaned herself up with her tongue. Soon, Jess looked like she did before. She opened the door, and their stood her best friend Janet. Janet was holding a bag in her left hand. She had on a brown t-shirt, and blue jean-shorts. She smiled, and walked in, giving Jess a hug, “Hey girl!” Jess said as they hugged each other. “Hey Jess,” She smiled, and broke the hug, closing the door. Janet took off her shoes, “Where is everyone?” Jess smiled, “Well, Jake is out of town, and will be back in a week. Shannon is at her friend’s house for two days, and my folks are on a business trip for a week.” Jess looked at her, as Janet smiled. “Awesome! Maybe I can stay over a couple extra nights too.” Janet put her bag down. “What’s in the…” Jess started, but was soon cut off by her dog running into the room. The big German Sheppard ran into the room from downstairs, tackling Janet. Janet laughed as she fell to the ground, with Shadow licking her face. Janet giggled, trying to get him off, “Cut it out Shadow!” Jess helped get him off, and he sat there, as both girls began rubbing him all over. As the girls were rubbing Shadow, he began to get turned on by this. His doggie dick began to come out from his sheath. Jess began laughing hard, and Janet didn’t know what was so funny. “What is it?” Janet asked. Jess pointed to his ‘Red Rocket’. Once Janet noticed, she too began to crack up. The two girls giggled, and patted his head once more, before Janet said, “Let’s go sit down, before he gets any ideas.” “Yeah, I see what ya mean.” Jess said, as they both walked to the couch, and sat down. Jessica put her arm around her friend and was starting to feel horny, “Here, let’s watch a movie on Direct TV. I think Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire is on.” "Ok, let’s watch that, I have had dreams about Daniel Radcliffe before.” Janet smiled as she said that, blushing a little. “Heh, it’s ok, I have too.” Jess looked at her, then at the TV, as she ordered the movie. Soon, it began. "Want any popcorn or something to drink?" Jess asked her best friend. "Sure." Janet replied. Janet smiled as she watched Jessica leave. Without even noticing, her right hand was running down her stomach and to the front of her jean shorts. “Shit!” she thought. What was going on? Was she about to touch herself while thinking of her best friend? She wasn’t a lesbo. She liked guys. Big strong guys. Well, she had never let one touch her sexually in any way, but she knew she liked them. As soon as Jessica came back, her hand was back at her side. She swore to herself that she would never let anything like that happen again. Soon, the movie was over, "Well, that was fun. What next?" Janet asked Jess. "Well, we could sneak into my parent’s bedroom and see what goes on in there. I know I promised not to, but I had my fingers crossed," Jess grinned. “Ok,” Janet replied a little uneasy, "Lets go see what we find." Janet was at the stairs first. As she ran up the stairs, Jessica looked at her tight cheerleader ass. "My god, what I am going to do to that thing,” Jess thought to herself. Both girls hurried into Jessica’s parent’s room, “Ok, Janet, you look in under their bed, I’ll look in their drawers.” Both girls giggled, and began their tasks. Janet bent over, and looked under the bed. Jess smiled to herself, as she stared at her ass which was sticking out. She shook out of it, and looked in their drawers. “Nothing under here Jess,” Janet said, as she stood back up. “Holy shit!” Jess yelled, as she was looking in her mom’s drawers. “What is it?” Janet asked as she walked over, but then she saw. In the drawer, were at least 7 dildos. Ranging from plastic, to vibrators, and to 6-12 inches. “Oh my god!” Janet yelled out, both of the girls giggling. Janet ran to the closet, “I’ll look in here.” Janet opened the closet door, turned the light on, and began looking. There was a box inside, marked, ‘Christmas Lights’. Janet opened it up, but there were no lights. But there was at least 20 pornos. Janet gasped, and Jess walked in, seeing them also. “Oh wow!” Jess shouted out, as she sat on the ground next to Janet. Both of them started to look through the box, “Wow, lesbians, teachers and students, gang bangs, bondage. Shit, my parents got it all!” both girls laughed. Janet pulled the box into the middle of the room. “Wanna watch?” Janet asked, looking at jess. Jess just smiled and nodded, laying on her stomach on her parent’s bed. Janet put one in the VCR, turned the lights off, and hopped on the bed with Jessica. The movie began playing, and soon got into some good gang bang action. “Wow, that girl can sure take those cocks.” Jess giggled, looking at Janet. Janet smiled. “Yeah, all those cocks are getting me soaked!” Janet blushed as she said that, and looked down. Soon the movie was over. Jess took the tape out, and popped in another, this one being a lesbian one. The story was pretty lame, but it did have some great lesbo action. Jess looked over at Janet, and smiled, “Mmm, how do you like this?” “Eh, it’s ok. I’m not the lesbian type.” Janet responded. Jess frowned, and then said, “But doesn’t it look fun? I mean, why wouldn’t it? I wouldn’t mind kissing a girl if I couldn’t find a guy. You know?” Janet looked into Jessica’s eyes. She saw something she had never seen before. She started feeling weird, and then she looked at the TV screen, seeing two female adults making out. Jane looked back at Jess, and was shocked by what happened. Jess just leaned in, and pressed her lips against Janet’s. Janet’s eyes bugged out, but she soon melted into the kiss. Never feeling this way before, she suddenly felt Jessica's arms around her waist, her hands slowly slipping up Janet’s shirt. Jess pulled it off. Janet was still a little uneasy about things. Jessica noticed this and said, "Don't worry baby, just trust me." Smiling, Janet lifted her arms up to allow Jess to take off her shirt. Janet reached under Jessica's shirt and did the same. Janet smiled noticing that Jess had no bra on. Slowly, Jess leans back into Janet, and slowly starts kissing her lips. Janet allows Jess' tongue to slip into her mouth. In Janet's and Jessica’s mouth were each other’s tongue. Their tongues were dancing around each other. Janet was now getting into this, and slowly she reached around herself and unclasped her bra. Since Jess already had her bra off, Janet was now down and was sucking on Jessica's nipples like she was a baby sucking on her mom’s nipples to get breast milk. Jessica thought to herself, "Wow, look at her go. This is better than I thought." Janet stopped sucking and looked at Jessica, "Baby, I know that this is what you wanted to happen. If you want this to continue you had better not let me do all the work." "Don’t worry babe, I won't.” and with that Jessica pushed Janet on her back and starting sucking her nipples. Janet started to take off her tight jeans. She slid them down and let them just rest on the bottom of her legs. Jessica did the same. Both girls now, wearing thongs, slipped them off, and let their hands roam all over each others young bodies, "I can't believe this is actually happening", Jess thought to herself, "Janet? Are you ok?" "Huh?" "Janet wake up you were almost asleep. Am I boring you?" “Oh no! You’re not! It’s just that, well, I was thinking what it would be like to have a nice cock inside my pussy…or at least a dildo." "Don’t worry, you will," Jess replied. With that said Jess slid between Janet's legs. Jessica's tongue slid out over mouth and she started teasing Janet by licking her inner thighs, and very close to her pussy and pussy lips, but she did not touch it yet. She wanted to get Janet as hot as she could between her legs before she actually did something. She did this for about 5 minutes, before Janet took Jessica's head and yelled, "Just do it!" And that she did. After Janet told her to, "Just do it!" it was like Jessica had something in her awaken. All of a sudden, she had her tongue deep inside of Janet. Janet on the other hand, was writhing around on the bed as if someone had been tickling her to death, "Oh God Janet!!!! Deeper! Deeper! Faster! Fuck me with your tongue! Tongue me to death!" Jessica then stopped to look at her friend. "You’re getting into this aren't you?" Janet laughed a little, "Yeah." Jessica then goes back down on her friend and started tongue fucking her again. Jessica then stuck a finger inside of Janet's pussy, "OOHH FUCK! DON'T STOP!" and she didn’t. Jessica fucked Janet with her tongue and a finger for about 5 minutes before Janet came hard in Jessica’s mouth, and on her face. Jessica then came up from between her friends legs and Janet pulled her to her and started licking her own cum of Jessica’s face. After she licked the cum off of Jessica's face, she pushed Jess on her back, and she began an assault on Jessica's pussy. She was licking her pussy and sucking on her clit and massaging it with her tongue. Finally, just like Jessica had done earlier, Janet had stuck a finger inside of her pussy, and was wiggling it around. Jess came pretty quickly because she was almost there earlier before Janet had come over. Just as Janet had cleaned her cum off of Jessica, Jessica cleaned her cum off Janet. Jessica then smiled as she had an idea, "Hey! Why don’t we take this to the shower?" Janet smiled back, "Ok, let’s go!" Janet got up and ran to the bathroom. Jessica was running after her, smacking Janet's ass playfully as they went. They both walked into the bathroom, “Hey, Jess, I gotta pee, can you wait outside till I’m done?” “Oh yeah right, sit down and pee!” Jess grinned at her. “Wait, no, you can’t watch me pee!” Janet pleaded “Hell yeah I can!” Jess pushed Janet, and she fell on the toilet. Janet looked up at her, “Oh whatever…” she said. Jess kneeled in front of Janet. Jess grabbed her knees, and spread them open wide. Janet giggled, and then let go. Her piss started to drip out, and hit the water. Jess giggled, watching intently. Janet was blushing beet red as Jess watched her pee. Then, what Janet never would have suspected. Jess leaned in, and began lapping at her pussy, tasting her piss. “Jess what are you…doing…oh wow…don’t stop…” Janet began moaning loudly as Jess did this. Mostly from the thought of how nasty this was. Soon enough, Janet was finished. “Damn,” Jess said, “it was so warm and tasty.” Both girls giggled, and got up, hopping into the shower. Jess closed the door to the shower, and turned it on. The water hit their bodies. At first it was freezing cold, and they both yelped, turning their nipples hard as rocks. Janet grabbed the knob, turning it left. Jess smiled, “Now that’s better!” Jess grabbed the soap, and began rubbing it up and down Janet’s back. Janet smiled, letting her do this. Jess began soaping up her ass cheeks, “Janet, you have an amazing ass.” Janet giggled, “Why thank you. Yours is great too.” Janet smiled, and turned around, as Jess began to soap up her stomach and tits. “This is nice Jess,” Janet smiled down at her. Jess then stood up, and kissed her lips. They looked into each other’s eyes, and then began embracing each other. The two of them held their lip lock, kissing each other with love and compassion. Jess massaged Janet’s tongue with her own, both of them closing their eyes. Each of them, began rubbing the other’s ass, squeezing it and rubbing it all over. Jess then moved her hand around, and rubbed Janet’s pussy up and down. Janet copied Jess, as they both rubbed each other’s young, tender pussy. Janet slipped a finger inside, as Jess pinched her clit. They both broke the kiss, and moans filled the air. Their gasps and screams could be heard all over the house. “Oh shit Jess, I’m gonna cum!” Janet yelled, wanting this bad. “Me too Janet!” Jess replied, kissing her yet again. But all of a sudden, they both heard the bathroom door open. To Be Continued…

Stephanie, at my school, is the hottest girl there is. At fourteen she only had A sized Breasts, but her adorable face and thin waist made her an ASSet to any fuck-happy male. Now, my school is small, only a hundred people or so, so the bathrooms are one person and for either sex. Today was "Fun day" where we had water guns and baloons, when I had to go to the bathroom. Upon opening the door I caught a glimpse of Stephanie stepping into the bottom of her bathing suit with her top off. Noticing enough to feel awkward, I patiently waited outside for her to come out, when I heard her yell. "Hey, can you get me some toilet paper from the supply closet?" After returning from the supply closet I told her I had it and she told me to open the door and hand it to her. Upon opening the door I saw her sitting, totally naked, on the toilet. I stretched my arm out to give it to her when she said, "I can't get up, bring it to me?" So I walked over to her and handed her the toilet paper when she closed the door and stood up. "Did you like what you saw?", she said, and looking to my crotch, "I guess so." "I...really didn't see anything." "Well, I don't let everyone 'not see anything'", she spoke. "But.." "But nothing, you saw me, I see you, now", she was getting kind of pushy, so I complied. First I took off my shirt and motioned to her as if saying, 'Is this enough?' knowing it was not she shook her head and said, "All the way, ass hole" So I stripped all the way down to my boxers when she said, "Let me see" Hearing this, I removed my boxers to free my ultra hard hard-on which I had built up. Upon seeing it she walked over and said, "So this is what a dick looks like" "You have never seen a dick?" "Of course not, my parents are extreme religious fanatics" With this she began fondling my penis around and asked, "What does it do?" "Well, it fucks" "Fucks?" Hahahaha...my school didn't teach sex ed, "Its quite a fun aftertime, want to try?" She shrugged, "Sure" "okay, first, you want to put it in your mouth and suck as you go up and down on it, k?" Taking my penis in her mouth she began moving up and down, up and down, until I felt as if I was about to come and said, "Stop" "Why?" "Because this is the really fun part, lay down" She lay down on the tile on her back and looked up at me, "Now what?" "Spread your legs" "What for?" "I am going to show you.", I grinned. With this she spread her legs to show me her almost bald pussy and labia spread apart before my eyes. Getting down on top of her I took her legs and put them on my shoulders as I placed my penis against her pussy and slowly pushed until I was part way in and said, "Get Ready and go" and thrusted, only to hear her moan and see tears, but as I thrust more she began to smile and talk to me. "This is kinda fun" "Just wait, lets try a new position, straddle on top of me" And with this I began to lay down as she crouched on top of me and placed her pussy onto my dick and said, "Now what?" "Kind of bounce up and down" As she began to bounce I felt highly turned on as I began to meet every one of her bounced with a thrust of my own until I felt myself about to come and decided I didn't want it to be over like this and threw her off me only to descend my penis onto her head and hump away until I ejaculated in her mouth and she swallowed. After recovering from ejaculation I got onto my knees and began lapping away at her amazingly sweet pussy until I found myself toungue fucking her and her back arching with orgasm at which point I told her to flip over. Once Over I began licking her ass all over and sucking the skin to my mouth before licking as far into her ass as I could, then getting her pussy from behind. Feeling my dick harden again I told her to stand up and get against the wall. Now, I pinned her against the wall and began humping away at her when she latched her mouth onto mine and our tongues explored each other's mouths. Losing my once aquired concentration I burst cum into her pussy. Standing up I said, "Well, You have been fucked, knocked up, swooned, screwed or as we call it...S...E...X" Now, she realized what she had done. If only she had had sex education. Ahhh...so...saaaad.

Trail Lodge awakening…Pt 1. The sun was setting on another day at the trail lodge as I watched my father drive away in the car. Behind me in the cabin, my mother was sobbing quietly, having just argued with my father about his spying on my sister in the bathroom. It had been coming for a long time; even this break to the cabin wasn’t going to fix what had been long broken in my parent’s relationship. I really felt bad for my mom and my dad and taking sides is always hard, especially when you have committed the same heinous acts, but not been caught. I had spied on my sister at home on many occasions, but had never been caught or so I thought. I was to learn later, after the departure of my father, just how little I really knew about the wiles of women. Turning my back, downhearted, on the departing cloud of road dust, I entered the cabin and looked towards my mother. She sat on the sofa, with my sister’s arm around her waist comforting her. The sooty tear tracks across my mother’s 33-year-old ivory cheeks didn’t become her. She was a fine compact lady, small framed and slim without being skinny. The summer dress she was wearing was light cotton, and showed the shadowy shape of her pert unsupported breasts in the red sunlight streaming in through the door behind me. Her smooth shaved legs glistened in the crimson light, slightly apart at the knee due to the low sofa, showing a glimpse of her inner thigh. Beside her, my 13-year-old younger sister tried to console my mother, though not to my knowledge knowing why our parents had fought and parted. She was a smaller, well, younger version of my mother, petite and pert and clothed in another light summer dress. Her legs were also smooth and parted, but also canted to one side as she leaned towards my mother, her dress annoyingly tucked tight into her crotch. The armchair by the large stone hearth welcomed my tired aching 15-year-old body into it. I had taken my sister out all afternoon swimming in the creek at my mother’s request and had won the race back to the cabin just in time to catch the end of the blazing argument that had resulted in the departure of my father. I had heard how my mother had chanced upon him that morning, outside the cabin, stooping to see though the vent plate into the bathroom with his hand gripping his hard cock. She was not impressed, and not at that moment willing to listen to any excuse my father had to give. He was to leave whilst my mother considered everything, and we the children would not be leaving with him. I sat there looking at the two most precious females in my young life, lost for words, unable to tell mum what I had heard and support her without letting sis know what father had done. Unable to tell sis why mother was so upset or why father had left without betraying my father. So I sat there silently, watching the two women intently. My mother’s sobbing diminished after a while and she put her own arm around my sister’s shoulder and held her close. She then glanced up to me, weakly smiled and held out her other arm invitingly, palm extended and open. I arose from the chair and smoothly moved to sit on the rug covered floor by my mothers knee, feeling her hand gently fall onto my back between my shoulders. I draped my left arm across my mother’s thigh and reached across to my sister’s thigh, giving it a gentle brotherly squeeze. She glanced at me and smiled, then looked up at mother. “What a to do kids, what a to do.” said my mother quietly. “ Your father has had to leave so it’s just us three for the rest of the holiday, let’s make the most of it.” My sister was about to ask the obvious question, but caught me gently shaking my head and said nothing; instead, reaching down and placing her free hand onto the one I still had on her thigh. I looked down at my hand and stared as if lost in thought, whilst actually concentrating on the smoothness of both bare upper thighs of the women beside me. There wasn’t much to see, but as I had already seen my sister naked, the sight of her thigh, and the thought of my father outside wanking started to have an undesired effect on my own cock. Whilst not unpleasant, my hardening cock was badly timed and not exactly the what I wanted my mother to be seeing, especially right now with the departure of my father. “I think we should eat,” said my mother as she leaned forward to rise “there’s a plate of steaks in the fridge we can barbeque, John, you light the Barbie: Sami you can help with the salad, chop-chop.” I leaned back, withdrawing my arm as my mother slid forward on the sofa to stand. Her dress clung to the material of the seat, and slid effortlessly up my mother’s thigh, showing my keen eye an intense, if brief view of my mother’s white panties. The thin plain material was also pulled tight to her crotch, the gusset hugging her full labia, with a slight indentation in the middle, and then it was gone, hidden beneath the falling folds of the dress. As she walked away towards the kitchenette, the last of he suns rays shone through the thin material of the dress, a translucent shadow theatre of eroticism walking across the room. Clearly on view to my feasting eyes was the outline of a very fine woman, a very fine mother, and my cock throbbed even more at the site. My sister leapt up from the sofa quickly following my mother, too quick for a repeat panty episode, but providing just a pleasant a shadow show. With the women across the room, I quickly reached down and adjusted my hard cock within my shorts, then arose and headed outside through the door towards the barbeque. In the storage beneath the brick built alfresco cooker was a supply of charcoal and fire lighting implements. It took me very little time to get a decent pile of burning lump charcoal that I knew would be ready for the steaks in about 30 minutes. I looked down at my arms and shirt, blacked up from the charcoal dust, and headed inside to the shower. In the kitchen, my sister was still busy chop-chopping the salad and peppering up the steaks as I passed through the sitting area and headed towards the rear of the cabin., through the doorway to the bedroom corridor. As I walked down the corridor, I started to remove my shirt and pulled it up over my head, continuing forward oblivious of the sudden light that had appeared in front of me. My mother stepped from the bathroom, out of the light, and straight into my naked upper torso. As I collided with her, she instinctively reached out and grabbed me to maintain her balance, letting go of her towel but not the toiletries bag in her hand.. Still oblivious, and walking forwards, I hit my mother full-on, and suddenly felt her body against mine, her arm around me. The towel had fallen to the floor, and her naked pert breasts were pressed flat against my chest, her hand squeezing my back as we began to fall to the floor. I struggled uselessly with my arms locked into my shirt above my enclosed head, knowing I was heading downwards and it was going to hurt, barely aware of the warmth of my mother underneath my falling body. I heard a sound of glass breaking, then felt a change of direction in my fall as my mother had dropped the toiletry bag and managed to grab the bathroom doorframe spinning me over, and slowing my descent. As I continued to fall, our bodies parted as my mother’s grasp failed, but her quick reaction had been enough to plant me on my bottom and not my nose. I managed to pull the shirt clear of my head, and sat there with my arms vertical, looking up at my mother. “Sorry mom, you OK?” I said looking up at my naked mother from the floor. The light from the bathroom illuminated her pale skin to perfection. Her slight frame was flawless, the same as Sami’s, pert breasts with dark brown contrasting nipples erect and proud. Her stomach flat and tight, but most surprisingly, her pubis was hairless. As I sat there, I was low enough to see between her legs, the smooth plump lips of her unexcited pussy just like those of my 13 year old sister, almost virginal in their tidiness, with a small “comma” at the front just revealing the top of her clitoral hood. “Are YOU ok?” she replied, reaching down quickly to recover the towel and cover herself. “You are lucky you didn’t brain yourself, and me. What were you doing walking about blind, you idiot” “Sorry, mom, thought you were in the bedroom getting ready for dinner, didn’t expect to meet you down here in the corridor.” “That’s OK. Best you get showered, you look a tad mucky. You got the Barbie going?” I explained it would be 20 minutes, and I would just get a quick shower, change, and then be out. Got up, and headed on down to my room to finish getting out of my dirty clothes. My urgency to reach the safety of my room was in part spurred on by the throbbing hard-on in my shorts, and the hope my mother hadn’t seen it in the dim corridor light. As the door closed behind me, I reached down, opened my shorts and grasped my hard cock. I had just felt my mother’s breasts against my body, her naked breasts squashed tight. Then, to turn my heaven into complete paradise, she had stood there just long enough for me to see her complete naked body, and I was so turned on. To really top the cake, she had pulled the towel back and covered herself so casually and continued on as if nothing had happened. My cock demanded my attention, and it demanded it right now. Leaning back against the door, I placed my feet apart and started to pump. My right hand became a blur as I grasped my cock tightly and rubbed it roughly, throttling it with my eyes closed. I could see my mother’s panties, white and tight, then a shadow, then a naked smooth pussy with that little bit of clitoral protection peering out. I replayed all these over and over for what seemed like forever, and indeed would have been if it wasn’t all of 30 seconds. The inevitable happened that quickly, as I arched my feet and stood on tip-toes, pressing my shoulders against the door, pushing my groin outwards from the door as my cock exploded. A great glob of white shot out of my cock and across the room, landing on the floor in front of me, then another and another splattered down beside it. I opened my eyes and looked at the floor as my feet relaxed me back to the ground and saw the little splashes of my cum. I reached down with my dirty shirt and wiped up the mess, then deposited it in the wash basket with the rest of my clothes, and headed for the shower in just boxers…

‘Fire all around! I’m burning up!’ “Lisa? Where are you? Béla? Please! Answer me!” ‘I can’t stay here – I’ll die in here! ‘So hot!’ Tabatha shrieked as she awoke, sitting straight up on her sick bed. The twenty-plus patients sharing the cramped ward jumped as well, many crying out and complaining in their own pain and misery. In an instant, Tanya was beside her. “It’s okay, Baby – You’re going to be okay! I promise!” “Mom?” Tabatha gasped. “What happened? You’re all burned.” “It’s okay, Honey,” Tanya repeated anxiously. “You’re going to be all right!” “Mom… Tanya…” Tabatha blinked and put her hands up to hold her head steady as a sudden wave of dizziness swept over her. An instant later, she pulled her hands back so she could look at them. Did she really see what she thought she saw? “I’m all burned…” As her mind woke up more, she began to remember. “Oh, God… They’re all dead!” “Honey,” Tanya said, her voice pleading for calm, “It wasn’t your fault. You couldn’t have saved them. Lisa tried to teleport a missile and it went off in her travel zone. No one could reach her to pull her back…” “No! Mom, that’s all wrong…” Tabatha insisted. “I can shield and go back! I can still save her…” She fell back as another wave of dizziness overwhelmed her. “Save them… all…” she muttered, then passed out again. “She's severely dehydrated,” Doctor Frank said, pushing his way over to Tabatha’s bed, “just as you are, Mom. “Here. Drink this!” he said as he shoved a tin cup into Tanya’s nearly numbed fingers. “It will help you regenerate.” Her son’s insistence was such that Tanya automatically raised the cup to her lips and took a gulp. Nearly choking, she managed to swallow the viscous fluid as it flowed heavily over her tongue, insisting that it not become separated as it slid in a long, slippery lump down her throat. “Gawk! Gack! God!” Tanya gasped. “What the hell was that?” “Raw egg white,” her son grinned. “Good, huh?” “Gack!” Tanya coughed in reply. “Come on, now,” insisted Doc Frank. “Back to your own bed, Mother. Katie will be just fine. Now let me give her a new I.V., Okay?” “Frankie, please,” Tanya begged, “get her well, fast! I’m scared that we won’t be able to save Béla and Lisa. And your sister’s down there, too…” Tanya stopped talking as she swooned, nearly fainting back into her bed. “Lay down!” Doctor Frank insisted. “You’re still weak from your burns! We have as much time as we need. Nobody’s going anywhere until we get everybody back, I promise!” “Jake…” Tabatha whispered in her sleep. “My darling…” Frank Junior wondered whether Tabatha was just having a nightmare or was actually dreamwalking down in the radioactive crater where Solar City had been only sixteen hours ago. What had happened was beyond horrible. Over half the population had still been inside the mountain when the nukes hit. Alicia, Jake Pestova and Jake Hedron had all been down there at ground zero, along with Béla and Lisa. Only the need for his professional services kept him going, now – helping to keep his own grief at bay by handling other injured people who had been lucky enough to transport up before that final blast vaporized the mountaintop and caved it in on top of everyone else. As he reached up to change the empty I.V. bag, everything shimmered. Doctor Frank lost his balance and nearly fell over as he was moved into his new position as the reality wave swept through. Tabatha became Béla, cut up badly and with her wings still formed. Her skin was badly burned and half of her hair was simply missing, along with most of the skin on her face and the front half of her body. Jake, her husband, was standing anxiously next to her on the other side of the bed, anxiously pleading with his eyes for Doctor Frank to do something to help her. Tanya was nowhere to be seen. ‘She’s monitoring everything from the bridge,’ Doc Frank realized. ‘Why did I think Mom was in Sick Bay?’ Doctor Frank shook his head to clear his mind, then got back to work. “She’ll be fine, Jake,” Doctor Frank promised. “She's alive and simply unconscious. She's regenerating quite nicely. The reason her skin looks mottled like that is because new skin is growing beneath the radiation burns. See?” He used a small pair of tweezers to lift a loose scab off of Béla’s burnt shoulder, showing Jake fresh, new, pink flesh. Jake breathed a sigh of relief and blinked tears out of eyes. “Thanks, Doc,” he whispered gratefully. He couldn’t ask. Doctor Frank wouldn’t know the answer. And Tabatha was still jumping back and forth from the ship to the surface, rescuing people from inside their mountain hideaway; a few people each trip. The Focal Press on the surface was still operating, as well, protected from the nuclear blasts by Tabatha’s time shield, firmly in place over the underground city. “These are the last of the burn victims,” Tabatha gasped breathlessly from behind them both. Jake turned and gazed hopefully at the small group Tabatha had retrieved from outside her time-shielded city. Lisa wasn’t among them. Jake and Tabatha gazed at each other for a few seconds, then Tabatha slowly shook her head, ‘No.’ “I’m sorry,” she gasped, exhausted, starved and barely able to stand. Tears flooded her eyes and flowed down her face, matching Jake’s own. ‘There’s too much energy in Lisa’s travel zone – I couldn’t get back far enough in time to find her,’ Jake heard in his mind, since Tabatha was too exhausted to speak out loud anymore. Jake knew Tabatha had done the best she could. A single instant after that missile went off, she had time-shielded and teleported down directly into the center of the blast. Her time-shield had protected her, but she simply couldn’t push hard enough to go back in time to before… But she did manage a miraculous catch, snagging Béla scant feet away from smashing into the ground at two-hundred kph and teleporting her to Sick Bay. Then she returned to Solar City and shielded the whole place as best she could, almost as if she knew more bombs were coming. Then, hugging her husband to her bosom quite desperately, she teleported back up to the safety of the Phoenix, bringing both Jakes with her. Alicia was left behind to coordinate the constant loading of the Focal Press and transported up with the last load of passengers. ~~~~~ The sign over the hatch said “Mess Hall”. Tanya grimaced as she looked inside. At least two hundred people were jammed in there. Some were actually sleeping, having tethered themselves to a table leg so they wouldn’t float away in zero gravity. She turned away and headed toward Engineering, hoping to find an empty space where she could relax and get a few hours sleep. She was suddenly hit with a broadcast of pure sexual sensation. ‘That feels like Lisa!’ There was definitely an image of Lisa associated with that orgasm. The sensation had emanated from the other side of the bulkhead she was climbing. ‘She's alive?’ Tanya hoped, tears of joy coming to her eyes at the prospect. Tanya looked in vain for a hatchway into the compartment where Lisa was obviously having sex. Evidently that set of prefab rooms was accessed from the next passageway over. ‘There’s an easier way to do this…’ Tanya thought, and simply teleported into the room on the other side of the wall. Reentering the physical universe on the other side of the wall was a real problem. The compartment was full of naked bodies – at least six horny girls were floating in the 6’ x 8’ x 8’ sleeping compartment. Tanya found a spot near the bottom of one wall where a cot was folded out into the room and popped in. “Hi, girl,” someone called out from somewhere in the floating mass of undulating female flesh. “Welcome to the wake! Find a body part and start licking…” “No guys?” Tanya complained. “No room!” someone yelled back. A pretty face and a nice pair of naked breasts appeared in front of Tanya. “Hi, sweetie! What’s your pleasure? Top or bottom?” “Uh, top?” Tanya conjectured, not sure what to say. The girl reached out, pulled Tanya into the merry-go-round of floating bodies, and opened her blouse, exposing Tanya’s nice, firm breasts. The girl began licking and kissing with obvious pleasure. “Oh, that’s nice,” Tanya said into the girl’s ear. ‘This is a wake?’ Tanya asked herself, somewhat surprised. She began kissing the girl’s hair and the side of her head, then the girl raised her head and began kissing Tanya in return. In a moment, they were tonguing each other and playing with each other’s nipples. As their bodies started to align, Tanya felt someone pulling her slacks down past her knees. From another angle, someone continued pulling them down and completely off her feet. She had no idea where her clothes or her shoes went after that. Tanya felt something delicately crawling along her thighs and looked down. It was hair, floating in free-fall. The girl she was making out with had another girl between her legs. Now she recognized them. They both worked in the machine shop back in Solar City. The second girl’s hair was floating free and brushing against Tanya’s sensitive thighs. Noticing another pussy right next to the one she was sucking on, the girl pulled herself through a little farther and began rubbing between Tanya’s legs with one hand. Then she went back to licking the pussy of the girl who was kissing Tanya. “I’m coming!” someone cried out. An instant later, a small shudder of sensual excitement flowed through the entire group. Tanya suddenly realized that these girls were Lisa’s little clique and that Lisa had taught them all how to mind-link with each other so they could experience one another’s orgasms. ‘That’s why I thought Lisa was in here,’ Tanya realized sadly. ‘This is her signature mind-link…’ The first girl’s orgasm started a chain reaction of orgasms throughout the group. Girls began to cry out and shudder as the broadcast wave of sensuality passed through them. Tanya felt the girl she was hugging and kissing tense up for a moment and moan into Tanya’s mouth. The hand massaging Tanya’s pussy seemed to get lost, then returned a moment later, moving less energetically than before. “That was six,” the girl who came first sighed. “One from each of us for everyone here…” The girl Tanya was kissing broke away for a moment. “Didn’t count – the fresh meat didn’t come. She wasn’t connected. We’re still at five…” ‘God! They even talk like Lisa…’ Tanya suddenly found that she was the center of attention. Half a dozen naked girls, all radiating various levels of lust mixed with a deep, longing sadness surrounded her and began licking and caressing her, all over. Tanya got the idea that these girls did this a lot – every chance they got, but this was the first time that Lisa’s little clique had ever played together without Lisa. They were determined to honor her as best they could, each one fully knowing that Lisa would spit at them for crying over her. There was one girl on each breast and two hands playing down between Tanya’s legs. Another girl came up from behind and daintily wrapped her arms over her shoulders. The girl began kissing and delicately licking Tanya’s neck and shoulders from behind, making Tanya shiver from head to toe. The hands between Tanya’s legs stopped and a warm, wet tongue licked from her anus all the way around to her clit. Another girl started licking the back of Tanya’s leg. “Oh, God!” Tanya cried, trying to reach down past all the other girls surrounding her to guide that wonderful tongue up against her clitoris and lock her legs around the girl’s head so she wouldn’t get away. “She's almost there,” someone announced from underneath her floating, quivering body. “Here, use this,” someone else said. A warm, hard, but slippery object was shoved up inside Tanya’s wet, well-tongued pussy. “Oh, yeah!” Tanya murmured as someone turned it on and it began to vibrate. By now, Tanya had a girl on each leg, just massaging her smooth thighs. The girl clinging to her back was still there, giggling to herself and driving Tanya crazy with her gentle kisses and licks on her bare neck and shoulders. A girl was sucking on Tanya’s clit and she (or someone else) was rubbing that vibrator in and out, twisting it around and really churning up her insides. “Oh, yeah! Harder!” Tanya cried out, wanting that vibrator rammed all the way inside her. The girls, not knowing which one she was talking to, all increased their loving efforts to make her come. Tanya yelped as both her tits were sucked into eager mouths that began chewing on her sensitive nipples. At the same time, Tanya felt her clitoris being grabbed by a not-so-gentle set of teeth. The girl on her back bit down against her neck. Under all this sensuous assault, it only took one dainty fingertip stuck in her ass for Tanya to blast her orgasm out into the entire group. “Aaaiiiieeeee!” Tanya screamed, losing all control of her over-stimulated body. She shook violently as wonderful sensations flooded through her body while all the girls laughed and cheered her on as they held onto her. “Six!” they all cheered in unison, hugging and kissing her. Some of the girls were crying openly, even though they all sounded as though they were celebrating. They seemed to realize that Tanya was through for awhile and let her go with a gentle nudge toward the ceiling (the wall with the light in it). There were no handholds, so Tanya just floated free, enjoying the way she felt as she gently came down from her sensual high. The compartment door opened. “Ah! There you are!” Frank said, a little too cheerfully. Tanya twisted around, turning her head to see who was there. “Hi, guys!” Tabatha and Frank were floating at the entrance hatch to the small compartment. They were both upside down. Tanya reached a hand out to Frank but the sudden motion caused her to start rotating. She’d hoped he’d pull her down, but now she was turning the wrong way. Another girl grabbed her leg and pulled her back down. “Thanks,” Tanya said after she grasped the handhold next to the hatch. “Bye! See you! It was fun!” the girls all called out to Tanya. Tanya’s blouse and slacks appeared and floated down toward her. Tanya pulled herself through the hatch and Tabatha helped her dress. Before Frank could close the hatch behind his sexy, ripe wife, the girls were closing in, on and around each other, returning to the one thing they could do to honor their missing sister. “What in the world was that?” Frank asked, grinning at his sexily aromatic wife as she finished dressing. “Lisa’s wake,” Tanya replied, sighing. “That’s her girl club, I guess.” “I had no idea she had groupies,” Tabatha said. “Neither did I,” replied Tanya. “I just happened to notice them when I went by. I thought Lisa was in there.” “Well, Sweetie,” Tabatha mused, looking sad. “Maybe in a way, she was. I felt them, too.” Tanya, Frank and Tabatha pulled themselves down the passageway toward engineering – that was the most obvious place (and the roomiest) for a group meeting. Jake Hedron was there with his mother and sister, Alicia and Jackie, waiting. “Okay, gang,” Jake Hedron informally opened the meeting. “This is our third day in orbit and I’ve noticed that most of the Normals are getting a little stir-crazy. As you know, we haven’t loaded enough food and water to get us where we want to go yet because we hadn’t planned on evacuating quite so soon. Tabatha and Alicia have been searching out more supplies for us, so I’ll turn the meeting over to Tabatha.” “Thanks, Hon,” Tabatha said, releasing a wall handle and pushing off toward the front end of the room. Arriving at her destination, Tabatha neatly twisted around and stopped her forward progress, landing on her feet against the far wall, her graceful maneuvering in zero-gee much envied by at least half the people in the room. “It’ll be easier if I just use mental images,” Tabatha said, “as it would take too much effort to use a pointer and a wall map that requires gravity to just hang there. “Despite what the Chairman said about our lack of supplies, we have enough for several more days. Believe it or not, we only need a month’s supply of food. This ship can go almost anywhere in the solar system in a month. We might take a little longer if we started at Neptune and was trying to get to Pluto, because right now they’re on opposite sides of the sun. It would take six weeks at one-half gravity constant acceleration.” There were a few ‘wows’ and more guffaws. “Alright, let me explain,” Tabatha smiled at the group. “If we accelerate at half-gee for one week, we would be travelling at roughly two million kph. That’s over fifty million kilometers per day. If we shut off the engine after one week, we could coast the rest of the way to Jupiter in about ten days. “But we don’t need to shut off the engine. It would accelerate for a thousand years if we let it, so long as there is a magnetic field for it to operate in. The sun’s magnetic field extends at least fifty billion kilometers outward in every direction. Jupiter is well within the magnetic field of the sun.” “What happens if we go outside the sun’s magnetic field?” Jake, Béla’s husband, called out as he entered the Engineering section. “Could we stop, or turn around?” Everyone looked up at the sound of his voice. “Béla!” Tabatha cried out upon seeing her behind her husband. “You’re awake!” Béla tried to smile. She looked more or less normal, but something was definitely different. She looked… older, and her eyes seemed dull. She followed Jake into the room and found a handhold, not speaking to anyone. Tabatha smiled, but looked hesitant. “So, the question on the floor is, ‘What happens if we leave the sun’s magnetic field?’ Well, hope that it doesn’t happen, Jake. What we have is a ‘magnetic’ drive engine. It will only operate within the confines of a magnetic field. If you travel beyond the solar system, you’ll drift until you enter another magnetic field.” “You mean, like another star?” Alicia asked. “Yeah,” Tabatha replied, “or something else. There are other magnetic fields out there that aren’t planets or stars.” “Really?” Béla asked, surprising everyone with her apparent interest. “What kind of stuff is out there?” “Uh,” Tabatha wrinkled her eyebrows, trying to think. “Let’s see…” “I can help,” Jackie called out. “There are also dark masses interspersed among the stars. They can only be detected by the heat they radiate or by their x-ray emissions. The nearest one, actually, is only two light years away.” “How far is that in miles?” Jake asked. Jackie replied, “That’s about twenty trillion kilometers, or about eleven trillion miles.” “Really?” Frank asked. “How fast can this ship go?” “Ha, ha,” Tabatha replied, looking at Frank. “I can see where you think you’re going with this, and that would be suicide. This ship can’t go interstellar!” “Yeah,” Frank said, pretending to agree, “but… how fast could it go?” “Okay, I’m game,” Tabatha replied. “Somebody know the answer to this?” “I can ask the Praetor,” Alicia volunteered, then already having her answer, continued. “Okay, it says that: If you went out near Pluto, turned around and accelerated at full speed, you could reach sixty-five million kph in eighteen days – that includes a ten million mile near approach around the sun for a… “What?” … The Praetor was speaking in her mind again. “A hyper bowl? … “Oh, Okay. Some kind of slingshot effect using the sun’s gravity… “What? … “Oh, it says to tell you that’s sixteen and a half percent the speed of light.” Everyone laughed at hearing all this quasi-scientific stuff spilling out of Alicia’s pretty mouth. She was good at politics, but scientific stuff often left her baffled. “Thank you, Alicia,” Tabatha grinned, trying not to laugh. “So, does anyone know what that means?” Jackie spoke up again. “It would take a little over six years to travel one light year at maximum speed. But getting up to maximum is so… problematical… I would never want to try it. “First of all,” Jackie explained, “the heliosphere is pretty weak out by Pluto, and it isn’t constant. This ship might be able to accelerate at, maybe, half a gee? Then, at the nearest approach to the sun, it would be accelerating at thirty, maybe forty gees, crushing anyone and anything inside. It simply isn’t feasible.” “Okay, then,” Tabatha replied, suppressing a yawn, “Everybody get that?” “She lost me on that helicopter thing,” Frank said, definitely looking bored now that his thoughts about traveling to the stars were so thoroughly squashed. “Heliosphere,” Jackie corrected him. “It means the sun’s magnetic field.” “Why didn’t you say that, then?” Frank complained. “I didn’t have any trouble understanding Alicia…” “Okay, back to the reason for this meeting,” Tabatha called out. “There are three major depots that weren’t destroyed when…” Tabatha hesitated for a moment, realizing that Lisa could be accused posthumously for nuking everyone she could find with the missiles the Confederacy had tossed at the group’s mountain refuge. In eight minutes, she’d single-handedly wiped out half the remaining population of the entire North American continent. But, she’d permanently whacked the Confederacy’s ability to make war before they got her. “We need to break up into three teams – one for each depot,” Tabatha continued. “Take as much as you can handle. It may cause hardships for those we leave behind, but life on this planet is doomed anyway, and we need those supplies to survive.” “Can I go with Mom?” Alicia asked. “No,” Tabatha replied. “There are only you, me, Tanya and Jackie, now. And Béla, of course – If you’re up to it, Béla?” “I can perform my duties,” Béla murmured quietly, though her eyes said otherwise. “Alright then,” Tabatha said, “Alicia and Jackie, your target is Macon. There’s a Campbell’s Soup plant, there. Béla, you are going to raid a warehouse in Florida. I go with Tanya.” Tabatha closed her eyes and imaged the targets for the other Femme members. Moments later, the meeting began breaking up and people were trying to negotiate the hatch in free-fall. “Guys,” Tabatha called out, getting their attention one more time. “The guys go wait at the Focal Press and keep the platform clear of incoming supplies. Girls, teleport your shipments onto the platform whenever it’s clear. That way, we can keep track of what’s coming in and where to put it.” “So, kiddo, where are we going?” Tanya asked as she floated up beside her favorite Femme. Tabatha looked at her. She still looked tired from all that teleporting three days earlier. “First off, we’re going down to Solar City and retrieve the Focal Press there. I’m not leaving Praetor technology behind so those snakes can use it to transport troops to New Eden, and it’ll take both of us to teleport it. Then, we’re going to Albuquerque.” “What’s in Albuquerque?” Tanya asked. “That’s not a Confederate city.” “No, but there’s a supply depot there – a mountain hideaway similar to ours,” Tabatha explained. “And it’s completely deserted.” “How did you find it?” Tanya asked, walking along with Tabatha. “I used Lisa’s trick of creating an image of whatever it is you want to find, and then try to match up something in the physical universe with it. In this case, I was looking for big boxes of food-stuffs – cans, packages, dried fruit and veggies.” “Okay, lead the way,” Tanya replied, placing her hand on Tabatha’s arm. Both girls disappeared from the passageway.

The 5th Thursday finally arrived. I had to make myself drive the speed limit. I was a mess. I was consumed by Natasha. I felt bad about cheating on my wife but obviously not bad enough to stop. I was as good to her as always; maybe even better because of guilt. Always had sex with her when she wanted and always waited for her to "tell" me to cum. I just could not stop think about Natasha. If I could find a way to become her bitch permanently without hurting my wife.... I was still very much in love with my wife...I was just consumed by Mistress Natasha. I forced myself to calm down and entered her foyer and stripped, as usual, folded my clothes and went into her living room. She sat naked, at the edge of the sofa: "Come to me pet and sit before me." Her legs were spread wide and her limp cock and low hanging balls deliciously hung toward the floor. I sat between her legs and stared at her jewels. She smiled down at me and commanded me to open my mouth. She forced both of her balls and the tip of her cock into my mouth. I groaned and closed my eyes for a moment then I began to suck them as best I could. Out of the corner of my eye I saw an empty gallon jug of spring water. Apprehension gripped me and she pulled herself from my mouth. "I am your Goddess." "Yes, you are my Goddess Natasha." "I think I shall call you Nikki from now on. How do you like that? MY little pet Nikki? My sissy Nikki? My slut Nikki? My little girl Nikki? My slave Nikki? My bitch Nikki?" I was on fire and would surely cum! "Yes Goddess--Nikki...." She reached down and stroked my cheek and cupped my chin, "I own you Nikki...." I nodded my head...I could not resisit her. I felt doomed. She produced another gallon jug of water and began drinking it, "I have had to pee badly for about thirty minutes now Nikki." My eyes widen with fear. "Suck me pet...suck Mommy's cock...." I opened my mouth and leaned forward and sucked the head of her limp cock into my mouth. I loved this feeling of her growing while in my mouth. Her cockhead swelled, filling my mouth and I slurpped and sucked thinking if I made her cum.... "Do not try it. I will cum when I want to. For now your job, bitch, is to make me hard." I nodded my head and began to suck as much of her cock into my mouth as I could. I pulled bacl so just the tip was in my mouth then sucked about eight or nine inches down my throat then back to the tip again. My eyes watered as she greew to her usual huge hardness. She told me to hold out my hand and she spread KY on my fingers, "You know where that goes pet." I rubbed KY on my asshole while she moaned and groaned and drank water. She began humping my face and eventually her balls bounced against my chin. I could feel my throat bulge and I would sometimes gag from my jaws and throat being stretched by her giant cock. Finally she ordered me to my hands and knees, "...and get that ass high in the air!" She spread my ass-cheeks wide and I felt her cock at my asshole. With a steady push she stuck her entire cock up my ass. I gasped and dropped my head to the carpet. I could hear her drinking water and then she fucked my ass a few strokes, buried her cock balls deep up my ass and held my hips. Aaaahhhhh burst from her mouth and I felt my bowles fill with her piss! Oooohhh God hissed from my mouth and my asshole constricted around her cock. She slapped my ass and I loosened the grip of my sphincter. "Higher pet!" I raised my ass as high as I could and she shook her cock while still inside me. I felt my asshole stretch and prayed I could hold her piss; I just knew I would be punished if I cut loose on her carpet. She pulled her cock from my ass, "You know where the bathroom is slut." I jumped up and awkwardly ran to the toilet. A huge load of her piss gushed from my ass and I was ever so grateful I had given myself an enema before I came to her. She continued drinking water and filled my ass with her piss again. By now I knew she would be pissing clear. "Come here and suck my cock dry. Mommy wants her girl to eat Mommy's cum!" I knelt before her and opened my mouth. She humped my face for I don't know how long, shoving her cock balls deep down my throat. Pulling it back until just the head of her cock was in my mouth then back down my throat. Our moans danced with each other and she finally grabbed my head and began filling my mouth with ropes of her cum. I sucked and swallowed as fast as I could until her balls were drained. She continued to hold my head and I realized, just as a spurt of clear, sweet tasting pee filled my mouth. I closed my eyes and gulped, seemingly forever, until she moaned and the last drop of piss rolled down my throat. She stood up and forced me to open my mouth, stuck her semi-hard cock in my mouth and she pissed one more time. I just knew I would bust from all the piss and cum in my gut. "Aaahhhh yes...good girl! Drain me pet...drain me..." I was delirious, thought I would pass out and I knew I could not refuse her commands. She grinned and this time she kissed me before I left, her tongue danced in my mouth like a magic wand. I could not remember driving home. All I could remember is the Goddess that now owned me.

The sheets were soft and silky, they fell around her perfectly formed body, if she moved they fell back around her. It was nice to sleep in a bed every now and again. When the morning actually came she knew that this warm cosy bed, with its wonderful sheets would be at an end. Her master stirred beside her, his hand lay on her knee, then roamed up her thigh, fingers finding her most vulnerable area. She could feel his cock getting harder against her leg. His other hand roamed up to breasts, playing with her now pert nipples, squeezing gently and sending ripples through her body, he must of noticed the goose bumps on her torso because he suddenly hooked a hand around her red collar and yanked her down the bed, “Do your job tart,” he ordered. She crawled down between his legs. Lifting up his growing penis she licked at the bulbous head. She sucked gently at the head then enveloped her warm mouth around his now stiff cock. She went down till she felt his cock reach the back of her throat, almost making her gag, Then rose up and down slowly, she felt the hints of his hips moving up and down, she knew he was on her way. She became of the bedroom door opening. She must of paused cause his hand quickly pounced on her head and shoved her head down. She did gag this time. Ignoring movement in the room she continued sucking at her master’s dick. Tasting his pre come and feeling his urgent movements from his hips, she climbed up onto his body As she did so, she looked around the room to try and find out who had entered earlier. It was one of her masters friends, he often came round and often took part in their sexual games. He was already undressed and standing at the side of the bed. His cock already erect and his hand receiving good shaking. She stopped crawling up her masters body, because the situation had now changed, so leaning on all fours she directed her face towards the new visitors dick. Already she could feel her masters body moving from under her to the back of her, his hands roaming and then grasping her hips. The visitors cock was a little thicker although not as long as her masters, but never the less all men were to be treated the same when games like this were to be played. So willingly she grabbed his cock gently and began licking at the well stiff and thick head. While beginning to give head she felt her master move in behind her, she let out a gasp as he ram his fingers into her hole. The bloke in front of her giving her an eager jab with his cock, shoving it further into her mouth. She now had to be careful to keep her teeth back and not to graze or she knew punishment would follow. As her master entered her from behind now sure she was wet enough for him, she gasped again as he jabbed, pushing his cock as far as it would enter her. It was like a signal really between them both, that is the 2 males. They began banging her front and back in unison. The cock in her mouth going as far back to her throat and her masters cock going as far as it could into her pussy. Her master began moaning in delight, she had tingles running up and down her body, then as her master came she came too, her vagina walls clenching at his cock, not willing to let go. She tried not to cry out but let out a whimper only to be stopped half way as the friends cock began to pulsate too. Her mouth was full of salty come. She swallowed not bearing to let a drop fall. Her master let out a few more pumps, paused then pulled out. Both men then shook hands, and walked out the bedroom. “Take a bath bitch, then meet us in the living room,” was the resounding comment coming from her man. It was going to be a long day she thought, taking one last look at the welcoming bed, she knew it would be a while till she was allowed to sleep there again.

I had become obsessed. Natasha was all i could think of. I had to concentrate to keep my mind on work or listen to my wife when we were togehter. Sex with my wife was still good, but I found myself tinking of Natasha to maintain an erection. I arrived at Natasha's house, on time, the following Thursday night. I performed my usual strip in the foyer. Again, she called out to me, "In the bedroom, pet." I ran down the hall and dropped to my hands and knees at the threshold and crawled into the bedroom. I glanced up for a second and saw her naked and smiling. She walked to the edge of the bed, sat down, scooched back so her feet could dangle, and beckoned me, "Come and greet your Goddess, pet." I crawled to her dangling feet and kissed the top of each foot. She presented her left foot to my mouth and I kissed and sucked each toe and then did the same to her right foot. She slightly raised her feet, "More...." and I kissed and licked the soles of her feet. She moaned softly and told me I was a good little pet. She stood and faced the bed and bent her knees putting her ass in my face. "Greet me, slut." I sniffed and kissed and licked and sucked her asshole until it mushroomed in my mouth. Her moans became louder and her breathing quickened. I stuck my tongue up her ass and she pressed her ass hard against my mouth, nearly knocking me over. A loud moan filled the room and I knew I was pleasing my Mistress. She commanded me to lie on my back on the bed. "Tonight we are going to play another game. The gravity game. But, first I must prepare you my little bitch!" Her cock was rock-hard and her warm balls still hung low and long. I loved the look! She squatted over my face and I was assailed by the nutty like smell of her groin and the smell of her ass. She faced my hard penis, "Open your mouth pet...." I obeyed and she dragged her balls across my face. Up and down and back and forth over my face, finally resting them on my mouth. I kissed and licked her hairless balls and gently sucked them in and out of my mouth. Her moans and groans were music to my ears. She reached back and stuffed both balls in my mouth at once and i licked and sucked them as best I could. She raised up, pulling her balls from my mouth, "Trianing time." Her swollen cockhead filled my mouth, she hunched her hips and the huge head knocked at my throat. My eyes bulged, she slapped my dick and she jammed half her cock down my throat. I watched her balls close on my nose then pull away as she began to open my throat with her immense cock. In and out and in and out until my asshole and eyes were bulging from it's enormity. My eyes watered and I could feel my throat bulge. She jumped off of me and turned me over. She was giggling, "I think you're ready now, bitch!" She pulled my feet toward my head and tied my ankles together, then she tied my arms behind my back and hogtied me. If tried to straighten my legs I could slightly lift my torso. She slid under me, placed her knees under my shoulders, "Let's see what gravity does...." She raised me to her cock, I reluctantly opened my mouth and engulfed the swollen head of her cock. She dropped her knees and I gaged as half her cock slid down my throat. Inch by inch my head dropped until my chin rested on her balls and her hard 12" was down my throat. My eyes watered and I furiously breathed threw my nostrils and the sides of my mouth. I pulled with my legs and raised my torso slightly for a bit of relief. She began to raise and lower her knees, jamming her cock in and out of my mouth and down my throat. She would pull her cockhead all the way back to my mouth then down my throat again. Tima after time after time after time...my throat was getting sore and my mouth and jaws ached; but I sucked and slurpped and sucked and slurpped. I lost track of time but finally I felt her get tense and I knew a deluge would follow: "Yesssss!!!" burst from her lips, her cock pulsated, she grabbed my head and rammed her whole cock down my throat. I could feel and taste her hot cum fill me up. Her cock throbbed against my tongue and I swallowed loads of her cum until she was drained. I was limp when she untied me and commanded me to masturbate for her. I let fly almost immediately upon touching myself and she made me lick my cum off of her bed. "See you next week pet." She cooed as I wobbled to my car.

My name is Nikki. and this is the story of my spring break, my senior year in High School. I talked my parents into letting me go out of town for the week. The question now was where? My best friend Jen had agreed to go with me, where ever we picked to go. For whatever reason it seemed like alot of our friends were not going anywhere for spring break,which left us on our own, which was fine with both of us. Both Jen and I are on the school swim team, and have pretty similar builds. I am 5'4", Jen is 5'5", both of us maybe 100lbs. we both have pretty toned bodies, I am a little curvier than Jen, with a C cup and Jen having a large B cup. I have dark hair past my shoulders and Jen is a natural blond with a short bob hair cut. We had decided that since we both are on the swim team, and have the bodies to show for it, we should go somewhere with a good beach. Then it hit me, my older brother Alex. He lived in Florida, and had always said any time I wanted to visit, that all I had to do was call. My brother was ten years older than me, and had moved to Florida about eight years ago, and I hadnt seen him in about seven. So I called him and asked if it would be okay,for me and my friend to come for the week. He sounded excited about it, and agreed that it would be okay for me and Jen to come out. He said, he only had one spare room, would that be alright for the both of us? I told him that would be alright, that Jen and I could share the bed. So off to Florida we went. When we got off the plane, I was so excited to see Alex, I couldnt wait to start my spring break. Then I spotted him, wearing a typical Florida attire, Shorts, a tank top and sandals. Maybe it was the excitment of beaing away from home, maybe it had just been along itme sinve I had seen Alex, but he looked great, even Jen whispered under her breath "your brother is hot". And I had to agree with her, Alex is a little over 6' tall, tanned, and the tank top showed off his well defined arms and chest, and even thou his shorts were baggy, I could tell he had pretty firm legs. Alex greeted me with a large hug hello and lifted me off the ground, and gave me a small peck on the cheek. I introduced him the Jen, who kinda shokced him by giving him a big hug, then laughed and said,"just treat me as your other younger sister" Alex agreed and off we went. on the drive back to Alex's house, he told us that he had taken the week off of work, so that if we needed to go anywhere, or needed anything he could help out. He also promised not to get in our way of a good time, unless he thought we needed him to. We got to my brother house,which was a nice little two bedroom two bath and settled in. Jen and I decided that our first day, we would just go to the beach, and Alex agreed to drive us there. Jen had already put her little two piece suit on, and went out to to living room to wait for me to get ready. I was a little concerned about wearing such a revealing suit with my brother around, but decided, I'm on spring break,just go for it. I pulled a baggy T shirt over me, for the ride,and when I walked into the living room, there was Jen sitting on the couch talking to Alex, in just her bikkini. i felt a twinge of jealousy, because he seemd to be really into their conversation. I blurrted out that I was ready, and off we went. When we got to the beach, Jen and I picked out and place to layout, and Alex said he would give us some room, and walked a little ways away from us, he said that he didnt want us to feel like big brother was keeping tabs on them. As we got settled in, I looked over tp where Alex was sitting, he had taken off his shirt,and I could cleary see his six pack abs, I must have been staring for more than I thought, because Alex waved to me, and asked if every thing was okay. i said yes,and went back to checking out the scene. After about an hour of checking out the beach,and the guys, Jen leaned over and asked"so what do you think", I told her I'm geeting pretty hot and dont want to get burned on our first day. She agreed, and said, anyway your brother is the Hottest guy out hear, and I dont want him to catch me looking at him again. Again I thought, what do you mean I asked? Look Nikki, said Jen, your brother is Hot, and we are on spring break, if we cant find me a guy hotter than him, I'll just have to take him. I told her to stop screwing around, and she said,look at him, why wouldnt I want that, besides, I think he was checking me out in the house before we left, when I was wearing just my bikkini. She said, dont worry, I'll tell you all about it, if you want! Stop it I told her. Than I heard Jen say, what the hell? And I looked over at my brothers area, and there were a couple of girls talking to him. Both were tall ,leggy and blonde. They talked for a bit, and then they waived bye. It wasnt long, before another woman came up to Alex and started talking to him, but she left after just a couple minutes. I then leaned over to Jen, and said, let go. I walked over to Alex and he must not have been paying attention, casue he didnt see me walk up on him. When I called his name he was a little startled. Sorry sis, I didnt recognise you, you sure have turned into a pretty woman since I saw you last. I felt flush, even in the hot sun. I told Alex, that Jen and I were ready to go, so we picked up our things and left. As we walked back into the house, Alex said if you give me a second, one of you can use my shower, so you both can get ready at the same time, instead of taking turns in the shower. Jen and I walked back to our room and gathered our shower stuff, and took of our sand covered suits. We both remarked about our tan lines and then Jen sais, she wished she had larger tits, like mine. I told her thanks, but that I thought her looked very good. She giggled and pushed them together, joking, you mean these. We both laughed. I put on my robe, and told her I would use Alex's shower, and gathered my stuff to leave. I walked towards Alex's room and the door was open, so I assumed that whatever he was doing, he was done, and had left the shower to me. I soon realised I was wrong. I opend the bathroom door, as Alex was walking out of the shower.I couldnt believe it,there was my brother stark naked. we both kinda froze, stunned not knowing what to do. One thing I did notice, was his dick, holy shit was it big. It was hanging almost half way down his thigh, and it was a thick as my wrist. I didnt know what to do, so I screamed out sorry, and ran out of there. When I got back to the room, Jen was still in there, and asked what was I doing. I told what had happend and she started laughing. I told her to stop that it wasnt funny, then she asked what Alex looked like, and I told her again that this isnt funny. She told me to lighten up,it is a little funny, and than I told about Alex's dick. She had a sligh look on her face, and said she knew she should have used the other shower, what do you mean i asked. Jen told me she would have dropped the robe, and used that tool for what it was made for, we both laughed and then I heard Alex call my name. When I walked out, he was dressed, and said the shower was open and I could use it now, like nothing had happened. But I couldnt pretend that nothing had happened, I found myself rubbing my shaved pussy while in the shower. I knew it was my brother I was thinking about, but i couldnt get the thought of his cock out of my mind. First one finger, than two. I rubbed my pussy fast and furiuos until i came, making my knees buckle. After I came out of the shower, Alex and Jen were sitting in the living room talking, so i sat down next to Jen to join them. Alex asked what we were going to do tonight, ans we both agreed we would stay at his place if that was alright with him. Alex said that was fine, and agreed to make us dinner. Dinner was great, and we talked Alex into letting us drink since we were on spring break. After a couple bottles of wine, we were all felling pretty good. And than Jen dropped the bomb. So Alex, when do I get to see this beast, Nikki tells me you are hiding in your pants. I almost choked on my drink, and I think Alex spit his out, we were both suprised by the question. Alex tried to laugh it off, by saying that accidents happen, but Jen wouldnt let it go. If Nikki got to see it, why cant I? Than Alex said, well I didnt get to see Nikki naked, but you dont see me asking to get even. Jen then said, well I've already seen Nikki naked, it seems only right that I get to see her brother naked. Alex looked confused, than I remined him that, Jen and I are on the swim, team and change in front of each other all the time. Maybe it was the wine talking,or maybe the images of his cock still haunted me, but then I said something I still cant believe. Well, if you did get to see me naked, would you show Jen your dick? Alex looked stunned,and Jen got a wicked smile on her face. Jen jumped over to sit next to Alex, and said to him, She has a great body Alex, you should really see what her tits look like. And Jen started to rub her hand down his thigh. Beofre Alex could mount a protest, I stood up and started to take off the robe I was wearing after my shower. Alex's mouth dropped open as he set down his drink, I could feel his eyes all over me,and I felt warm all over. Next thing I know, Jen is standing next to me, and telling Alex to check out my tits, as she reached from behind me and pushed them together. Tah her hands ran down my stomach and started to caress my ass, she turned me around to face her and then told Alex to look at my tight ass. With that she lightly smacked my ass and then she kissed me deeply.I wasnt expecting either and let out a little squeal. I looked over at Alex, and could see the confusion in his eyes. I mouthed the word please to him, and then he said, what the hell, it's sping break.He stood up and took of his shirt, and then started on his shorts. He let the shorts fall to the floor, and was there in just his boxers, I swear I could see his cock hanging out the bottom of the leg. Jen was right next to Alex on her knees when he put his thumbs in the waist band to pull his boxers down. And there is was again, Oh dear god,I heard Jen in a husky voice. Before anything was said, Jen had already grabbed his dick with both hands, and there was still plenty of it sticking out. she started stroking it, and I could see it starting to get hard. A few more strokes, and then she tried sucking it, she couldnt put a hand all the way around its thickness, but she wanted to try and get it in her mouth. I was left standing there with one hand on my tits and another buried in my pussy, and then Alex reaahced out a hand for me. I grabbed his hand, and he pulled me close, and we kissed. Not a brohter, sister type of kiss, but a deep passionate kiss. He had one hand wrapped around me holding me close to him, and the other was working it was down to my dripping wet pussy. I looked down as he slid one finger into me, and rubbed his thumb on my clit. It was then I noticed Jen had managed to get the head of Alex's cock into her mouth and was still jacking him with both hands at the same time. I reached down and started to caress Jen's head, I slowly slid down behind her and started to remove her shirt. I started to lift the shirt over her head, so she had to let go of Alex's dick. and it flopped out and up. It was now hard as steel and standing straight up in the air. I removed Jen's shirt and threw it to the side, and then told Alex to lay down on the couch, Alex did as I asked, and i just wet my lips for what was coming. I grabbed his cock, which was laying flat on his stomach, the tip was past his belly button. I could not believe the size, it seemed to have a heart beat of its own. I couldnt believe I was going to fuck my brother, and thats what I had to do now, I needed to feel what that cock could do. I slowly licked the lenght of his cock, all the way down to his balls. His ball were so big and full, I couldnt hold both in one hand. I licked and sucked both of them, and than back up the side of his dick again. while I was getting my brothers cock and balls wet, I could feel myself getting wetter, than I realized that Jen was behind me and had two fingers buried into my pussy. I was still working Alex's dick, when I heard him mona my name. I knew the time had come, I crawled up on top of him and aimed his massive tools at my shaved little slot. Alex helped by grabbing his cock and rubbing the tip all over my entrance, I was plenty wet, and plenty ready. I stared to lower myself onto his cock, and could feel my little pussy start to open. I pushed down and could feel the head enter me, and small orgasim hit me and made me even wetter. Alex looked at me lovingly and said, take your time we have all night. I could feel Jen rubbing her hands on my breasts my body was full of sensations. I treid to push more of his cock into me and felt a twinge of pain, I stopped and tried again. Again the pain of being so full stopped me, I just sat there letting my little pussy adjust to my brother Huge dick. I started to roll my hips a little, and than it hit me, a gaint orgasim that buckeld my legs, I felt more of Alex's cock slide into me and so full. I looked down, and realized that he didnt even have half of his cock in me. Alex must have sensed my need to get it all in, because he picked me up and layed me on my back. With my legs up and over his shoulders he started to move in and out of me. Small strokes at first, letting my pussy get very wet and start to except his size. Alex leaned forward and kissed me hard and then wispered in my ear, you feel so good Nikki. With that I reached back and grabbed his ass and pulled him as hard as I could. He let out a moan of pleasure, and i let out a moan of pain, but I had done it. I could feel him all the way in me. Alex asked if I was okay, and I asked him not to move for a second, just let me get use to it. It felt like he was all the way into my stomach, but I could feel our bodies together,and his balls hanging down heavy against my ass cheeks. I let him know I was ready for more by starting to contract my pussy muslces, he got a smile on his face and lifted off me & started to move in and out of me. Jen, not to be left out gave me a quick kiss, and then sat on my face. Here I was with my brother fucking me, and my best friend wanting me to eat her pussy. So i started to lick her pussy for all I was worth, it was the first time I had tasted a girls pussy, but I knew how I licked mine likced, so I tried do to the same to her. My body was alive with sensations I could not describe, with all that was happening. I felt Jen's legs start to tremble as I brought her to her first orgasim. My face was covered in her juices, and she screamed out in pleasure. Then she said she couldnt wait any longeand that Alex had to feed that cock into her. Alex asked if that was okay with me, and I told him it was only fair if she got a turn. Jen was still sitting opn my face, she just leaned foward over the edge of the couch, offering her ass to my brother. I felt him remove his cock from me, leaving a void that I would soon need to refill.He crwaled over me to line up his tool with Jen's pussy. I reached from underneath the help him out. We both had a hand on his cock as he lined up the tip, with Jen's entrance. I used my other hand to spread her lips apart for him. He started to push into her, and she let out a scream. Oh my god he is thick she yelled, I switched from her lips and started to rub her clit. I could see the juices flowing from her, as her pussy was trying to accept Alex's dick. I used my other hand to tickle Alex's balls, this made him pick up his pace, with both of his hands on Jen's hip he started to thrust into her, He wasnt a gentle with her as he was with me, but Jen did not seem to mind. I could hear Jen screaming,"oh god, give me all of you big dick". With that Alex pulled alost all the way out and pushed all the way back into Jen. Who accepted it with a deep groan."oh shit my pussy" screamed Jen. "I've got all your cock in me, now really use that big thing" she stammered. And then Alex really went to work on her. Long strokes, short strokes, deep, hard, he was giving her all she could handle.I started licking her pussy and Alex's balls on the deep strokes and this sent Jen into overdrive."Oh Nikki, I'm going to cum on your brothers big dick, please dont stop licking my pussy, I'm so close" And with that she clenched up, her whole body went stiff and then her pussy started squirt."Oh,dont pull your cock out yet" she screamed as her hips started to buck. More juice came out of her pussy as she flooded my face. She calmed down, and Alex slowly pulled his cock from my friends sopping pussy. It seemed to come out for ever, until it was finally all the way out, with a pop. Jen's pussy was still dripping while she slid off me. Alex looked in my eye's and asked if I was ready for more. I told him to bring in, because I needed more of his dick. He slid in a little easier this time, but I still felt stuffed my his size."Nikki your pussy is so tight" he groaned. I had never felt so good in my whole life, as my own brother worked his cock in and out of me.'Alex , dont stop, your big cock is going to make me come again" "Sis, you pussy feels so good, I could do this for ever" Jen had recovered and started to kiss me, and this sent my body into overload."All of your cock Alex I need it all in me now" Alex obeyed and shoved all of his oversized cock deep into me. I stared to cum, and buck and shake like nothing i have ever felt before. Alex held on for the ride, unitl i calmed down. Once I had relaxed both Jen and I realized that Alex had not cum yet. Poor guy, said Jen, all that cock, and still hasnt got to shoot his load yet."Maybe you could both help with that he said" As he walked to the bedroom, his dick showing the way. When we got to the room he laid us both down side by side on the edge of the bed. Our legs hanging over the edge as he started to take turns in and out of both of us. A couple strokes in Jen than a couple strokes in me.Jen and I were fingering eachothers pussies hard and fast. While Alex took long deep strokes into both of us. Alex had his cock buried in Jen when she pulled both of her legs behind her head,giving Alex more penatration than ever. "I think Jen is trying to make me cum Nikki" Alex groaned."I better get some more before that happens" Alex pulled his long cock from my friend and looked deep into my eyes."I need you to take me home Nikki, please help me finish""Oh Alex, I need your fat cock again before you cum,all the way,dont play around,give me all of it" I screamed. And boy did he, with a powerfull push, he threw all he had into me, sending me over the edge again. I knew he was close as he started pumping fast and not pulling all the way out.""Nikki, your going to make me cum, I cant hold back any longer, your going to make me cum so hard!""Show me Alex, show me how much cum you have for me.Show me what we did to you" With that Alex pulled his hard cock from my pussy, and started to stroke it.Still wet with mine and and Jen's juices hand slid quickly over his cock, now as hard as ever, right on the edge of no return.I reached down to feel his balls, and as I did, I felt them contract, and then it started. The first shot was powerfull, as his cum splattered across my tits, but the second went even farther, hitting me right on the face. Another one shot out, and this one Jen caught on her face. But he didnt stop,Alex kept stroking and his cum kept flowing, Eight,Nine,Ten shots, all just as powerfull as the first."Oh Nikki, you and Jen are driving me crazy" As he kept stroking his long beatiful cock. By now Jen and I were covered in my brothers thick cum, as we started to lick it off eachother. Alex collapsed next to me one the bed, all us us covered in sweat. "jees, sis if I knew your vacations were like this, I would have asked you to come out before""I know brother, and think, this is just the first day of our spring break!"

The old dirt road seemed to continue forever, flanked on either side by an endless sea of corn. My old truck kicked up dust and debris as I sped down to visit my Aunt and Uncles farm before I would start college. It had been five years since I had last been there but I will never forget the boy who made that summer the most memorable one I have ever had. When I was twelve I was skinny and had an awkward mess of shaggy brown for hair. I wasn't the kind of guy that girls would ooh and ahh over but I didn’t want their attention anyways. Recently I was noticing guys. In gym, I tried to sneak a peek at other guys’ cocks and would sometimes go home and masturbate about me sucking their dicks and being fucked in the ass. I knew I wasn't like most guys, which made me feel even more awkward when I met Cameron. Cameron was skinny, like me, but had straight blonde hair with long bangs that swept past his eyes. He usually kept it tucked behind his ears. Nothing was sexier when a strand would fall out of place and dangle, teasingly, next to his tanned face. Cameron was my age and his family lived in a house across from my Uncle Frank and Aunt Carol's farm. His dad was some hotshot attorney who wanted to live some place rural. Lucky for me, his dad was cheap and Cameron earned his money doing chores for my Aunt and Uncle. When I first seen Cameron, he was cleaning manure from the stable. He had his shirt off and he smiled when he seen me and walked over and introduced himself. His hair was dangling across his face. We became fast friends. One afternoon we were hanging out drinking Cokes when Cameron said he wanted to show me something. Curiously I followed him into the corn. After what seemed like a mile we ended up in a small clearing in the middle of the field. A small clubhouse was built there and inside the clubhouse was a mattress, flashlights, electric lanterns, and three pornos. Cameron leaned over to me, "Want to look at these??" "Wow, where did you get these?" He gave a half-cocked smile and said, "I actually stole them from a truck stop when I went on vacation last summer." He paused for a second and said, "So... do you want to look at them?" "Sure," I said, knowing by the title of one of the magazines 'Teen Whores' that it was straight porn. I was hoping that I could get off by seeing some pictures of huge dicks. As I bent down to reach for one of the magazines, Cameron's face turned white and he tried to casually hide the bottom magazine under the mattress. "Why did you hide that one for?" I said evilly. "No reason. It's just not that good, that's all" "Come on. Let me see It." and I reached over to grab the magazine from under the mattress. Cameron grabbed a hold of my wrist and tried to push me away from it. "You got a mag. You don’t need to see this one." "Come on," I said with frustration, "Just let me see it." And I continued to struggle for it. Finally I was on top of Cameron and managed to kneel on his shoulders to keep him from squirming around. I reached under the mattress and pulled out the magazine that read: "Twink Mania" Cameron's face turned beet red and he stopped struggling. "You probably don’t want to hang out with me now," he said sadly, "Since I'm a fag." I leaned over and pressed my hot lips against his and I could feel his smooth tongue pushing into my mouth. I pulled back and I said, "I'm gay too." He smiled and pulled me towards him and we started making out again. His tounge gentle moving in and out of my mouth, his lips pulling back on mine. "I've wanted to kiss you since I met you," Cameron said breathing a little heavier. I smiled back and held up the magazine, "Want to look through this together?" Cameron smiled and started to take off his clothes. He had the cutest tan which showed off his beautiful little body. We got naked and sat bare-assed on the mattress with our dicks in each other's hands. He'd slowly pump my dick and occassionally look at me to see how I was liking it. His dick was small and I jacked him off slowly, occassionally rubbing his little balls to which he would let out a small sigh of pleasure. We jerked off for what seemed like a while to images of guys jerking off together, just like we were. One image really got our attention since it was of a guy with cum dripping all over his face and mouth. "Have you ever eaten cum before?" I asked Cameron to which he responded, "No, but I wouldn't mind trying it." Soon, he learned over my dick and started putting it into his mouth. My dick wasn’t very big, maybe 4 inches hard but Cameron made me feel like my dick was a foot long. He sucked and moaned slightly as he licked precum off the top of my head. I ran my fingers through his blonde hair and moved my hips up and down as Cameron bobbed his head and ran his tongue up and down my small shaft. I groaned slightly and said, "Oh god--that feels so good Cam. Keep sucking me." Cameron stopped on occassion to suck on my balls for a minute, his little hand still wrapped around my throbbing little dick. After only a minute or two I felt a strange sensation in my stomach and knew I was going to cum. I took a few deep breaths in and said with quick breaths, "I’m gunna cum... uhh... I'm gunna..." but before I could finish I came all over Cameron's face. It dripped down his cheek towards his mouth. He laughed and started to push my cum towards his now cummy lips. I watched as he ate the creamy boy milk from face adn then proceeded to suck the cum from the end of my now tiny dick. After sucking me clean, he then smiled at me and said, "You taste good." I smiled back and pushed him against the mattress and started to suck him off. I have never sucked a dick before but I assumed it wouldn't be too hard. I pulled his hips towards me and I ran my tongue up and down his shaft, flicking the tip of his head with my tongue and then slowly jerked him off. He moaned and said breathily, "Oh yes.. Suck me.. suck me." I put his cock into my mouth and it fit perfectly. His dick was about as big as mine. I had barely started when his hips started to shake and a hot creamy liquid filled my mouth. I swallowed. I now knew what cum tasted like. "Sorry," Cameron said, "It felt so good... I thought I'd last longer." I smiled at him and kissed his lips, "You taste good too." He smiled and we spooned on the mattress for an hour or so. My hand jerking him off every so often, his head turning to kiss me. We stayed like that on the mattress for what seemed like an hour or more. From the distance I could hear my Aunt calling for me and I knew I had to leave Cameron's side. When I got up, Cameron look deeply disappointed. "Hey, I gotta go back. Do you want to meet here tomorrow morning?" Cameron lifted himself up and he slowly kissed me again. His tongue sliding out of my mouth. He ran his hands up my body and lowered his head to my cock which was hard again. He gave the head a few gentle sucks and looked up at me. I placed my hand on the side of his face and gentle stroked his hair as he opened his warm mouth and began to move his head up adn down my shaft once more. He used his tounge more, flciking it adn running it up and down my cock like it was an ice cream. He kept his hand on my balls, massaging them and jerking me off as I fucked his mouth. I was still not used to having someone suck ym cock let alone someone as sexy as Cameron so it wasn't long before I blew my load again. This time, every drop was in his mouth and he looked up from me with those beautiful blue eyes of his, my cock dripping with cum and said, "How about next time," he said holding up the magazine, "We try what's on page 53." The image showed two hot guys: one was sitting on the other's cock. "Sounds good," I said as I pulled up my boxers, jeans and pulled over my T-shirt. "I'll see you here tomorrow?" "I hope so," Cameron said, looking for his own boxer shorts. "Can you be here in the morning around 9?" I smiled and said, "as long as we get to do page 53." "It's a date," Cameron said smiling. The next morning I raced over to the fort to see Cameron waiting for me. He looked excited and held up a tube of KY Lubricant. "I got this from my Mom and Dads room," he said sounding very pleased with himself. "I was hoping that you could fuck me," Cameron said leaning back on the dew soaked mattress and showing me his asshole. "I've been fingering my ass since I got up. I couldn’t stop thinking of you." Just the sight of that beautiful boy with his ass up in the air waiting for me to penetrate him has given me so much jerking off material. Even today, that si the one mental referance I use when I want to get hard fast. It was no suprise that my cock began to bulge at the sight of him. I threw off my jeans and boxers and pulled off my tank top as Cameron passed me the KY. I squirted the liquid in my hands and ran it up and down my little shaft. I looked over at Cameron who was on his knees with his ass was in air waiting for me to put my hard dick inside him. I crawled over to him, and kneeled behind him. Surprisingly, my little cock slid in nicely since Cameron had been working on it for so long. However, the moment I pressed it in, Cameron winced in pain. "You okie?" I said. "Yeah...," he replied hastefully, "I just didn’t think it would burn." "Do you want me to keep doing this?" "Yes. Don't stop. I've wanted this all night. I don’t care how much it stings." I kept pumping my dick between his smooth buns. Cameron eventually stopped wincing and started moaning slightly. "Fuck me harder!! Oh god fuck me." I kept thrusting, changing my speed from fast to slow every now adn then reaching around to jerk him off. Cameron kept moaning and saying, "Fuck me..fuck me.." Eventually, he said, "Lay back..let me sit on your dick." So I did what he requested. I fell back on the wet mattress, my dick hard and smelling slightly, and he mounted me. His legs were on either side of me, his dick facing me. He winced again as he slid back on my rod and then leaned over and kissed me again. His lips were warm, his breath hot. He started to bounce, every now adn then grunting and saying, "Ooh--god.." While he was fucking me I jerked him off adn watched as his dick shot a small off-white load on my stomach. This was too much, just as he finished, I emptied my cock into his ass. Filling it with warm cum. He sat there for a few moments, wiping sweat from his damp blonde hair. My dick soon fell out of his ass and he fell beside me. His arm draped over my chest. I used my fingers to scoop up his cum and placed it in my mouth. His cum was so sweet. We layed there on the wet mattress for hours, kissing, jerking each other off, as we eventually fell asleep wishing the summer would never end for us. Now I’m 18, driving back to the same place where I had my first sexual experiences. No other man would measure up to that twelve-year-old boy and how he made me feel so much like a man. All other guys I was with, none could measure up to him. The sensations I felt, the pleasure I had, the time I spent was too much for any man to give me. I sometimes wish I was twelve again so I could relive the days we were together. As I pulled into the driveway, my Aunt Carol and Uncle Frank were there prepared to greet me as was a tall, gorgeous guy with blonde hair tucked behind his ear. A strand had come loose and danced by his cheek. As I got out of the truck he smiled at me and introduced himself. "Hey, I don’t know if you remember me but we met when we were twelve. My name is..." "Cameron..." I smiled.

By D.R.Millennium: NC-17 Slash/Incest Disclaimer: I did not create and do not own any readily recognizable media characters. I have no agreement, legal or otherwise, with the creators or owners. This is purely for entertainment--I have not made, do not seek, and will not accept any profit for it. This story is in no way meant to reflect on the lives or life styles of the actors/actresses who originally portrayed the characters. I have nothing but fond affection and respect for them, for giving me so much entertainment, and no disrespect is meant by anything herein. Eyeful “You’ve been practicing,” Kyrano smiled as he held up the padding in front of him as the tall young man made their little area crackle with the sounds of punching and kicking. “Say what?” he replied after a while as he stopped and cocked his ear. “I said you’ve been practicing; it shows. You’re more powerful than ever, my young John,” Kyrano said, gesturing as well as putting the padding down, as if to say that it was time for them to stop. “‘My young John’… I’m glad you only call me that now either when it’s just the two of us, or if it’s only Virgil that’s around, not the others,” John laughed after he had removed his gloves, subsequently, he pushed a stray white-blond lock of hair back from his face that was beginning to annoy him. Kyrano smiled proudly at this splendid figure of a man, whose shy ways and gentle manner couldn’t mask the graceful, gifted, athletic body that he possessed, nor his prowess in what some would call the ‘manly arts’. “Your father, Mr. Tracy, is pleased but surprised at how easily you excelled not only in boxing but in the martial arts as well, kickboxing in particular,” Kyrano handed him a nice, cool sports bottle filled with spring water, something that John was eager to drink. There was silence as he drank- he had finished exercising for today; it had been a stimulating regimen of jump roping like a boxer, weight training for his arms and shoulders, a few restful stretches in between and the finale, a good session of kickboxing practice. “Yes, he was as surprised as I was. He said that although Scott is very good at it, I’m better- he said that you have to watch the “quiet ones.” He also went on to say that I’d be formidable if I had to go into combat hand-to-hand,” he put the bottle down, smiling quietly as he did so as he remembered his father’s praises. “Or hand to foot, you mean,” the elder smiled at the younger; his face glowed with the kind of love and admiration that only someone who had willingly given themselves as a father to their charge under their guidance would do. “Thanks for training with me. I feel great, but now I’d like to just sit and kick back for a bit,” John said as he took the towel that the elder man gave to him, wiping down a bit. “Yes, and I think that I shall rest too, before cooking hmmm, something with a… a peanut sauce?” Kyrano’s eyes were merry as John’s blue eyes sparkled with delight. “Awwwww, you really know how to spoil a guy,” he said warmly, enfolding the older man in a filial embrace; the prospect of having grilled chicken breast kabobs, coated in peanut sauce seemed to John to be just the thing to make a day special. After letting him go, he left the gymnasium relaxed, eager to sit down but with a happy spring in his step. He didn’t ask me about my clothes, it wasn’t just that it was warm in there- I felt like wearing red too, John thought and smiled to himself; the towel around his neck covered his shoulders, which were graced by a sleeveless undershirt in white. These, along with some short jogging shorts, in the color of ‘fire-engine’ red, made him in fine fettle, as one would say. Virgil loves these colors- he got me into wearing them and I like them myself. He was walking into the main area of the house, noting that it was silent. Dad and Scott went to the mainland, business associates to meet. Gordon’s up on my bird in space- relieving me; Gram and Tin-Tin, well, they went along with Dad, a sewing and quilting bee for charity, Tin-Tin said. It would seem terribly old fashioned to some, but Gram loves that and Tin-Tin has fun too; they love the female company, John mused as he walked along. Tracy island was predominately male, but at least their father didn’t demand a machismo culture around the house- a regular house of roughnecks, as Scott would say- art, literature, music and manners had been as encouraged by their father as learning to pilot aircraft or use weapons. All of the Tracy brothers considered themselves fortunate in that regard. John continued to reflect until he saw someone in a sitting room in a quieter part of the house that was older and rarely used. The wooden paneled sliding door was open to one side; from it, he could see Virgil, who was taking a nap. He stopped to look in upon his younger brother, who looked right now for all the world like a contented feline relaxing in the afternoon, mercifully away from the warmth of the slightly warmer weather and he was being protected by some Venetian blinds and nicely lined drapes. John went quietly into the room; he could not resist a view of his beloved at rest, nevertheless, he tried to be as quiet as a falling snowflake, hoping not to awaken him. However, it just happened to be mere coincidence that Virgil twitched his nose, yawned, then opened up his hazel eyes, only to find his elder brother standing there looking at him calmly. “I was hoping that my entrance was quiet. Apparently it wasn’t; I’m sorry,” John said in a quiet voice. “No, you didn’t disturb me. I just happened to be ready to wake up, that’s all,” Virgil said calmly, as he continued to remind John of a cat, stretching out his limbs with ease. John thought that it was so endearing that he put his hand out to stroke the dark-blond locks of hair that rested on Virgil’s forehead. “You’re wearing them too,” John looked at Virgil’s shorts, which were the same very short jogging shorts like he himself was wearing, only they were in purple, not red, while he also wore a short sleeved, off white T-shirt to go with them. “Yes, I see what you mean… now. You must have known it too, the fact that grandma wasn’t going to be at home. We can lounge in these around the house when she’s not here, otherwise…” “For sure, I know,” John interrupted; “we’d have to change before leaving the gymnasium-father says that these are too short, too loose to wear around the house casually… with ladies and all,” John used the tone and imitated their father’s military bearing and manner as he remembered how he used to bring up these subjects with them. “Yes, it’s kind of like a party, a costume day almost, isn’t it?” John smiled as he looked at Virgil’s hand, which was gesturing for him to as well as to settle down on the couch. They talked about what Virgil would call ‘little-or-nothing,’ “small talk” for quite some time. Virgil sat upright on the day bed as John sat on the couch near him. John was uncharacteristically sprawled out over it, his clothing made a sharp contrast to the grey couch. His relaxed, casual pose caused Virgil unconsciously to adopt the same stance while the two of them were still deep in their conversation, however after a while, they both fell silent. At first, the silence could be attributed to a need on the parts of both brothers to rest their voices, but then as the silence continued, a gradual change could be felt as it took over the room. Virgil’s eyes drank in deeply the red shorts that John wore, noting how nicely they complemented his legs, which were graceful, long and very fair in color. Without thinking, he allowed his eyes to wander lazily up from John’s feet to his lower thighs- he sure appreciated the view, although he was not quite ready for what was to appear next. “I feel so relaxed… so good today,” John said cheerfully as he continued to sprawl out on the couch; his head was thrown back while his arms were out at his sides. Virgil, meanwhile, was still silent; he wanted to reply, but was stopped by a pleasing sight; the loose shorts shifted on John’s body, inadvertently revealing a fine view of his sex- it was resting nicely to one side, with the tip playing ‘peek-a-boo’ with the observer. Virgil could feel his eyes grow wide with surprise and at first, he sought to speak in order to let John know, then he found his eyes attempting to look away from the pleasing view, but he found himself unable to do so. Instead, he looked on in silence, surprise and blushes were fast giving away to a look of delight and a wish. “I almost fell asleep…. Sorry,” John said as he raised his head, only to find that Virgil had not heard him, but instead, had a glazed look in his eyes, as well as a blissful look on his face. John recognized the look, but could not think of what could have caused it. “You’re…you’re looking at me as if I did not have any clothing on…” John said in a very low voice- he was also smiling shyly now and one could also detect merriment in his tone. As John lowered his eyes, he found that his own glance was resting on his beloved’s purple shorts, which he found to be quite fetching. As he continued to look, he saw Virgil’s member, now hard and peeking straight out from the side legging of his clothing. It was then that his own body let him know, as a gentle breeze from the air conditioning wafted on his manhood, cooling it somewhat, just why Virgil was staring at him. “I…I did not tell anyone that I was… was coming here,” Virgil sought to speak, but his voice was thickening. “I went my own way too,” John replied. “Hardly a soul in the place… ohhhh John, do we dare?” Virgil said in barely a whisper; hope and desire commingling in the tone of his voice. John rose from the couch and put his fingers to his lips as he walked over to the wooden sliding door in order to close as well as to secure it. “We do. It’s a holiday….let’s treat it like one,” John whispered at last as he finished, then he walked over to Virgil, who began to remove his T-shirt. For the two of them, it seemed that each act of love merely enriched the experience of their love in its entire. John wasted no time in sitting next to Virgil after the latter moved over on the day bed to make a place for him. As Virgil turned to him and touched his cheek gently, he could see a conflict brewing in John’s eyes all of a sudden. “You’d… you’d rather not?” Virgil’s voice betrayed a bit of disappointment. “No… I really want to, but… I did such a vigorous workout… am I… okay? I…I might need to grab…a shower first,” John’s voice was reflecting a slight apprehension about being perhaps too ‘gamy’ as he liked to put it, as he felt his eyes lower their glance to the floor. “Oh, I love that you’re so tidy and all,” Virgil took his beloved’s chin and raised his head, looking directly at him. “I love it even more when you’ve been working out,” he went on to put his nose teasingly along John’s graceful, long neck, sniffing ever so quietly. “You’re not gamy… you smell like a man whose labored in a nice field, fresh and lively,” he began to move his nose away approvingly in order to offer his lips- “you look so good…, you… smell so very, very good… but now… right here and now… I want to taste you as well, too…” Virgil put his soft lips upon the underside of John’s arm, very close to his underarm and varied between licking and kissing, in addition to seeking to tease his lover by giving him a few playful nibbles. John moved his arm in order to give his brother more room to play, groaning at the seductive different sensations of touch, as they varied from lip, to teeth, or tongue. With a deep moan, he pushed his beloved brother gently away, just far enough in order so that he could remove his own shirt, then he pulled Virgil back close to him, sealing his freedom from hygienic worries with a deep, long, passionate kiss. It was their habit to take turns; now this time, John would be the one to take his turn, as jogging shorts, socks or shoes were quickly removed and cast neatly to a hidden side; before they knew it, John found Virgil’s fine legs wrapped tightly around his upper thighs and Virgil was trying hard not to bite on his beloved’s shoulder in delight as he felt himself being completely filled by John’s member, which inerrantly found its home in that small space of warmth. “AHHHHHH… I feel you filling me… all the way to my head…” Virgil groaned aloud as the hardness took over; John was deep within him now, sighing with relief and pleasure too, for Virgil’s own sex was rubbing against his body; the tip of it felt so tantalizingly good- when it began like this, he wished that it would almost never stop. He relaxed just a bit, just long enough to able to open his heavenly blue eyes- his hands and arms were on either side of Virgil, making the two of them come closer, more and more as one. “You… you do it for me like… no one… I want no one but you… love no other… like you, V,” John breathed out the words in rhythm timed in between strokes. He could see the same word of love mouthed by his beloved brother, so overcome was Virgil that he was unable to speak. John continued to kiss; they opened their mouths up wide as if to exchange breaths of air. Virgil was holding him so tightly that John had to make his thrusts shallow, instead of plunging in deep, but that was fine- they both liked to try variety in their love play. “ …somewhere around the world…” John sang quietly as in an eye blink, he changed his movements from back and forth to the more pleasing motion of a potter’s wheel; he moved his engorged phallus in delightful, clockwise circles, evoking melodious sigh of delight from his beloved. They were oblivious once more to the world, to even the sounds that they were making. All that mattered to them was their act of love, which like a sacred ritual, took them beyond their flesh because their love transcended the flesh. They were bound to each other in truth and spirit- ‘one’ in all of the ways that mattered. At the same time that the lovers were at play, Alan, their youngest brother, sensed a need for a break in his studies. He was in a study room a bit of a distance from his own room; he knew that when he had to bear down and study one of his favorite subjects, analytical chemistry, that he preferred to be far away from the comforts and distractions of his own room. His best friend, Fermat, was not studying with him this time; he was with his father, Brains, no doubt he was getting some pointers on some ‘far-out-scientific-idea,’ as Alan liked to call it, when he was in a mood to tease him playfully. Alan stretched as he got up and could feel a frown form on his youthful face-“I don’t mind studying…but I’ve been at it for hours. I’d like to take a break with Fermat, but he’s in one of those: ‘I’m-totally-dedicated-to-science’ mood today,” his voice betrayed his own sulky mood, a mood that he began to feel this morning, when Fermat had informed him of his plans for the upcoming day. “Oh well, it’s not all that bad,” Alan smiled to himself as at the same time, he chided himself for taking on such a childish stance; between the two of them, Fermat was clearly the more mature one, despite the fact that they were only a few months apart in age. “I can’t help it, if I’m in love with an “old-man” and a bookworm to boot,” his aquamarine eyes twinkled naughtily and he began to laugh softly, which in turn, broke his weariness and tension. “Okay… I’ll be a good boy today…and study some more, but… my textbook,” Alan picked it up. It was good but he knew who had a better one, especially if he wanted to keep one step ahead in his studies, as it was his custom to do. John’s books, they’re the best, the newest! He knows this stuff in his sleep, perhaps I can, uhhh, er… borrow… just one or two,” Alan whispered the words, he knew that he wasn’t going to find these newer books in John’s room- he had caught on to his brothers’ ‘borrowing’ and rustling through his collections quite a while back. “He didn’t fuss or yell,” Alan remembered, “but that gentle, firm voice…that he used with all of us… might as well had been Dad pointing a stern finger at us when we’ve been up to something,” he continued to remember the quiet lecture that they all got, simply and plainly- if you borrow, please ask first. “Oh well, like Scott said: who else do you know that alphabetizes and re-alphabetizes their books? That’s how our ‘borrowings’ stuck out like a sore thumb,” Alan finished his thought out loud, equally remembering that from that time on, John took his more valuable books to another room in a seldom used, older portion of the house, which he turned into an impromptu library. I know where it is though; Alan smiled to himself with self satisfaction. I’ll go there and get just two volumes and leave a note in their place; if he really gets bugged, I’ll promise to take some extra duty weeks upon Thunderbird 5- he’ll love the extra time on Earth. Thus with a plan in action and with the confidence that he always had in himself to see things through undetected, the youngest member of the Tracy family left his own study area towards his destination. The deities of love had always been kind to Virgil and John and would continue to be, however, they were joined this time by the Fates, who were eager to have a part in the love drama. It was they, not any carelessness on John’s part that caused the sliding wooden paneled door to unloosen, thereby allowing a small, but nonetheless open view into the room. The slight of hand by powers unseen went unnoticed by the lovers- so intense was their ongoing union that they were rendered blind to anything but one another. Therefore, it was in that fashion that Alan, seeking a short cut to John’s hideaway library, walked along the corridor, his mind focused on his studies, until his ears let him know that he was not the only one in this lonely part of the house. Somebody’s having a good time… I wish it were me, was Alan’s first thought upon hearing one pleasant sound, but when he heard another voice, his curiosity could not help but get the better of him. He assumed that by the second voice that it was coming from a DVD or a secret television program that was being watched, but as his keen eyes peeped into the narrow but ample opening of the door, those same deities of love, ones that Alan did not know about, entwined with the Fates, made him freeze in his tracks, his aquamarine eyes grew wide with astonishment at what they were seeing. The normally brave-to-the-point-of-foolhardy pilot of Thunderbird 3 was frozen dead in his tracks- his senses were stunned by the erotic tableau set before him, OMIGOD…on…the…on the bottom…Virgil? He blinked his jewel-like eyes in disbelief as he saw his elder brother, whose ways were so shy, quiet and so chaste that hardly any of the others dared to venture even a few ribald words to him, seriously or in jest. But there he was, his body drenched and glowing with sweat, as his lips were locked firmly onto another’s, while his thigh flexed their muscles to match each erotic move initiated by the one above him. Well, I’ll be….he’s…he’s with a man…and that man…is John? My god, my own brothers? Alan dared not to blink for fear of accusing himself of hallucinating, however, this was all too real and not only just by sight, but with the guttural, earthy voices that fell upon his ears, also by sound as well. Virgil was lost; his head moved from side to side. His mouth was changing shape seemingly from one moment to the next, from one of grimace in the appearance only, not in reality, of pain that John’s passion drove him to, right to grins of the deepest joy. He had tried to make more than one note noises. Now, as John held him close and for the barest instant, as Virgil raised one of his thighs higher, Alan could see his other brother’s testicles, large and firm like new grown plums, slapping into Virgil with each movement, which now was like a dance, with a variation between the gentle rolling about like a potter’s wheel, or one of thrusting in ever deeper with an extraordinary, to Alan’s eyes, vigor. “Ummmm…please…oh,please…John…it’s so…good… AHHHHHHHHH…” Virgil sang out the words in sounds of perfect pitch. As for John, he had buried his lips and mouth against his lover’s neck, using his aristocratic, yet powerful arms to hold his love ever tighter, while at the same time, he rubbed his taunt belly against Virgil’s own sex, the tip of which slid against that firm stomach, coating him copiously with its own natural lubricant. John smiled to himself- he realized that he was in deep, filling his beloved not only the way he liked, it, but he was also giving a masturbatory satisfaction to his chosen one, by his use of his stomach as a fretting instrument. Despite everything in him that said that he should be horrified, nay, even repulsed, Alan felt his body react- his hair, the color of newly minted gold, began to dampen and swirl into those curls that his own paramour, unbeknownst to any, Fermat, found too irresistible to keep his hands out of, especially at the climax of their own comminglings. He could feel his eyes close and his head swirl as the seminal fluids within his own body began to congeal, causing his own man root to swell and rise. He could tell that his brothers, unlike himself were not beginners- it was obvious that they had been at this for quite some time and he had to admit with an almost nigh palpable gnawing feeling of lust, admiration and envy that they were quite good at it. Alan began to lick his lips involuntarily; fascination was taking over- who would have ever dreamed that the two shyest and quietest members of the family would carry on like this and with such expert precision. I…I ought to go away… look away…oh heaven help me… I can’t… Alan’s hand was shaking; he could feel his own organ beg for that sweet release that at times of isolation or want, he could easily produce by the caress of his youthful hands. Shame began to creep over him; only that kept him from moving his hand down into his own walking shorts. However, try as he might, he could not close his beautiful eyes. “Ohgodyesgodyesgodyes…can’t hold back…any longer…feel…like a dam about to burst… ohhhhh…god…I’m about to….” John groaned as he rose up at last, his burning eyes were locked unto Virgil’s now. Virgil couldn’t speak, he just tossed back and forth at first, then in a bare whisper, he too stated that his *moment* was almost upon him. “I love…you, my…my own…” Virgil gasped the words at last- he so wanted John to once again be sure about the love that he so deeply bore for him. “…and I you…my…my, oh my…” John felt his whole body stiffen and harden; he was rigid, as he plunged in one last time, giving his beloved the sensation of iron within him. “Oh my… VIRRRRRRRRRRRRGILLLLLLLL…” John uttered in desperation, as well with the oddest smoothness. His voice took on the cadence of the drawl of the American South, as smooth as a mint julep. Now, they were both awash; wet with kisses, juices and their own semen. John bucked and arched- he was coming in spurts, each one consecutively stronger than the last, with Virgil’s following in suit in an even flow that flooded onto the sides of his lover’s waist; the shaft exploding, grateful to be relieved of its burden. Alan’s eyes closed at this point, virile as he was, he was going to have to leave- indeed, run away- his own body was about to ejaculate in rebellion against being denied its usual, gradual steps to release. “So bizarre, yet so beautiful,” he moaned, hoping that he would not be heard. Fortunately, he was not heard, but as Virgil and John reveled in the warm bliss of their ecstasies, Virgil’s head turned towards the door; his eyes were focused and alert. There he saw his baby brother, no mistaking the golden hair, the faultless fair skin, or lips which were licking themselves uncontrollably. Virgil’s glance was long and hard-he had made no mistake; that image was burned into his memory and it caused a wave of ice, as cold as a glacier, to run down his spine in tandem with the warm bliss. It was numbing; his flesh went from cold then back to warm from the crown of his head to the tips of his toes. Like an ripple upon a pond, it ran straight to Alan, whose bodily demands forced him to flee, which he did as fast as he could in silence, believing falsely, since his eyes had been closed as Virgil saw him, that he had gotten away sight unseen. When Alan reached a WC nearby, he closed the door as quietly as he could, then the shame, the puzzlement, the sheer totality of it all set in- it deflated his throbbing member like a fish taken abruptly from the sea and put on shore. The sudden return to flaccidity relieved, rather than annoyed him; he sighed as he pressed his head as well as the palms of his hands upon the inside of the door. “I’ve got to clear my head…think really, really fast. Thank goodness they didn’t see me,” Alan expelled a deep sigh, hoping that he would not be heard. As he fell silent, it seemed to him like for a time, a million thoughts were running through his head, having to do with questions such as why, or how long. In a brief time, however, Alan came to one conclusion. “If it were me…” he whispered, looking back to his own situation with Fermat, I’d want, I’d hope that… that person would keep it to himself- he finished his thought in silence. My brothers are adults; it’s consensual, to be sure; he allowed his body to feel in a small way once more the pleasure that it got from seeing the sensual act. That’s it then. What I saw…and heard stays with me…and no other. Although Alan was very young, just scarcely past age 21, he had long been expected to keep in confidence matters of all kinds. In addition, he equally knew that if had told their father, not only would there be chaos of all kinds, but in addition, his own secret relationship might be exposed. Also and much worse, their father would lose respect and trust in him; telling on them would, to their father be far worse than what John and Virgil were doing. “I’ve got to settle down. I think I’ll rest… at the old house,” he said to himself, as he gathered himself together and left the WC in order to go towards an area where he kept his moped, since it was a warm day, he would use that, instead of a regular bicycle, to get to his little hideaway, a comfy place that he had nicknamed the ‘old house.’ While Alan was leaving the main house in a way that avoided the two lovers, John and Virgil had finished; they helped each other with their clothing as usual. Virgil had his back turned to John while they were dressing; he did not wish John to see that he was so lost in thought. He knew that he could not take back what he had seen, nor did he wish to let it show on his face. This is not the time yet to explain it to John… but I know that I’ll have to, soon, before the others return… I can’t keep this from him- it wouldn’t be fair… he’d be hurt, upset with me, Virgil found himself thinking and thinking faster than he was accustomed to. “Virgil…” at last, John put his hand on Virgil’s shoulder, in turn, Virgil gave out a deep sigh in order to mask the shiver that his body made. “Such…such a nice and unexpected interlude,” John’s voice was warm; he half murmured the words. He was still feeling the pleasure from before. “Yes…oh, yes to be sure…” Virgil tendered a response. “You know,” Virgil began, hoping not to give John time to ask another question. “A few minutes ago… when you said my name… when…you know,” Virgil lowered his eyes shyly, causing John to look at him tenderly. “I heard you say it… well… like a Southerner. I’ve never heard you ever talk that way before…” Virgil’s quietness masked his concern; he was using his will not to give anything away at this point- this was still John’s, no their moment. “I…I guess…yes I did, didn’t I?” John could feel himself smile shyly and the pink to red began to cover his cheeks, flooding to the rest of his body. “Well, I…all I can say, is that when I’d be at NASA in Houston… or in Florida even more so… I’d find that at the end of my work there, sometimes… I’d obtain… or lapse, as I used to call it, into that way of speaking. I would seek to dump it before coming home; it wasn’t me. Also, I know… that in my quarters when I was alone…and got a bit lonely and I’d need to… well…” John’s voice trailed off a bit as he smiled, looking at his hand, which he was using in order to touch his thigh, indicating what his loneliness would drive him to do at times. “I know…” Virgil smiled warmly at him nodding. “Well,” John went on, “I’d call out your name, buried in my pillow, sometimes with that accent… it just added to the good feeling, although I couldn’t tell you why,” John was blushing all over now and smiling- it was just his way and irresistible, as Virgil found himself kissing John on the cheek before he knew it. “Well, with that explanation done, now it’s my turn- you okay? You ran cold as ice there for a minute there; you were cold all over, V… you’ve never been like that before… I could not think at the time but afterwards… I well… I wondered… did I? Didn’t I make you happy?” John’s color and demeanor returned to normal. “Yes…not to worry,” Virgil put John in his arms. “You made me happy; you make me happy… satisfied. You never disappoint, John,” Virgil held him tightly; the course of action that he was going to take was now set. Virgil had been shocked and scared by Alan’s intrusion, but his own inner serenity, which was his greatest strength, had filled the hole of fear that had developed in him. His feelings, his instincts told him that all would be well; he could and would make it well. John needed him and loved him. His love had made John happy, his life whole and complete, in ways Virgil knew that were far deeper than for himself. He deserves that love, the intimacy, every thing in me that I have to give and I’m not going to allow anyone or anything get in the way of that. I’m not going to allow Alan to ruin this…for us. Upon this last thought, he felt his grip upon John tighten, so much so that John began to fidget; not wanting to give anything away, Virgil released him. “We’d better separate for an hour or two, but I want to chat with you later, in my room okay?” Virgil said as calmly as he could. “Sure, I’ll be there, say in a little over than an hour? What shall we talk about?” John’s voice was calm but concerned. “Oh, just some odds and ends… about Alan… I could use your help,” Virgil said, relieved that he was masking the furtive tone in his voice. “Sure, I’ll be glad to, but actually, Scott plays the ‘big brother’ role better than I do,” John smiled as he put his towel in his arms. “I’ll see you, in just over an hour then,” John finished. To Virgil, the time went by all too quickly; like John, he had used the time to bathe and groom himself thoroughly, after he had spent a short time tidying up the day bed, so that no traces of their time together would be detected by anyone else. A small knock on the door let him know that John was outside. He took a silent sigh and opened the door. John had changed into some walking shorts, some beige ones, that were longer and more modest, the usual kind that he would wear around the house on a warm, balmy day. “Glad that you’re here,” Virgil said as he gestured to John to come in and sit down at a small table that he had in his room. “Virgil, I decided to wait. I know that something is wrong. I’m only glad that you did not wait too long to tell me,” John spoke calmly, declining to sit down. He stood before him, with his arms folded in front of him. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised- you know those things instinctively, even without our being involved,” Virgil went on- he needed to sit down; he hoped that it would help him preserve his calm. “Well, John, to be frank… it is about Alan- I can tell you for sure, awhile ago, he saw us. I saw him clearly and plainly- there’s no doubt about it,” “You don’t mean…” John’s eyes grew wide, almost becoming totally blue. “He…he saw us? When we… when we were?” “Yes, when we were doing it. I’m afraid so. The sliding door…it must have come open- no one’s fault, it’s old. I saw him clearly; the opening gave him a small, but a very clear view of… of us,” Virgil was pale and John could see his hand trembling just slightly. “He did not notice that I had seen him- apparently, he had his eyes closed by then,” Virgil gave a deep sigh as he finished. For his part, John, who was as pale as a sheet, also sat down. He felt as if he had been sucker punched in the stomach and subsequently, he needed a chance to catch his breath. “Oh…oh…what we always feared….what we tried so hard… so desperately hard to avoid…” he said sadly. For a moment, he closed his eyes, then he opened them, looking deeply into Virgil’s. He knew that his beloved expected him to react by being horribly distraught, but it was for such a time as this that John’s true inner strength and fortitude came to the forefront. Virgil needs my strength, my support as much as I need his, he thought as his gaze burned deeply into his younger brother’s pain filled eyes. “You know… as I said in the beginning- as long as you don’t have any regrets about loving me,” John spoke quietly. “I don’t. I love you, more than ever, John,” Virgil’s gaze grew calm; he was surprised, pleased and comforted by this show of strength- he was right; John was strong in his character and Virgil could count on it, as he always believed that he could. “Then, we can face this together. We need to have a discussion with Alan- let him know that we know;” Virgil held John’s hand and continued to speak. “He’s got to realize that… this isn’t a game for the two of us. Perhaps in time, he’ll come to understand the love we have for one another,” John put his hand over his beloved’s and held it tightly. “Thank goodness, we have each other. I don’t want things to be ruined for us, but the thought… the very idea that he saw us… when we were making love… that was private, personal… it wasn’t a show… it belonged to us…”, Virgil said and could not help but shed a few tears from his beautiful eyes. “Shhh… I’d blame myself, the lock, but what good would it do?” John replied, sighing; he turned Virgil into his arms in order to hug him. “It’s just Alan…it could have been worse… far, far worse… we can be thankful for that. What we have, Alan’s accidental discovery can’t take away… we won’t let him take it away,” John’s voice was calm and firm. “I tell you what, you rest a bit, I will too. I’ll gather my thoughts, then, I’ll ask Alan if I can talk to him, away from the house…hmmm the gazebo. It’s a nice, calm place and beyond earshot from the main house,” John took a soothing tone hoping to calm Virgil. “Oh, please, please don’t blame yourself about the lock- I don’t. I don’t want you to be in pain, at least if I can help it- ever again,” Virgil’s eyes were still full of tears, but he spoke as firmly as he could, determined that John would not heap any guilt upon himself for what was obviously an accident, something that was no one’s fault. “Okay, I’m not taking any blame, truly, honestly… please don’t worry. There now, you need to rest, just even for a little bit. When Alan’s at the gazebo, come to us,” as John continued to remain calm, Virgil yawned, feeling less agitated. As John saw to Virgil, helping him to lie down to rest, he left afterwards, going towards his own room. When he got there, he went to a small, quiet area of his room and settled on the floor; meditation, rather than sleep would help him now, he knew instinctively. It would, as he always knew, give him the ability to act as well as insights on how to act decisively. The heat of the day found the Tracy household cool and comfortable, since all of them had found sanctuary from the sun and the heat. As early evening began to make its appearance, cool, brisk, trade winds, the natural air conditioner for their island home, began to do their job of cooling everything down outside. It was at that time that Alan returned to the main house; he had showered, rested and changed his clothing during his stay at his hideaway. In his room, he looked at his books and decided that it was useless to resume his studies. Well, at least I had enough presence of mind to… before he could finish his thought, which was about being proud of the fact that despite the day’s drama, he had obtained the books he needed from John’s private library, he heard a knock on his door as well as a voice- it was John and he was asking for him. Alan responded, bidding him to come in, momentarily forgetting to put the said books away that he was so proud of collecting without John’s notice. “Uh… hi John,” Alan said, or at least tried to say nonchalantly. “Hello to you too,” John was gentle and calm, but Alan did not notice any sternness in his voice, even as he glanced over at the 3 volumes. “You needed them to study; that’s okay, I’m sure that you were going to inform me,” John continued calmly. “Of…of course… I learned my lesson last time, believe me,” Alan finished, making an attempt to sound in a self-depreciating, joking mood. “Well, forget about a note or anything like that, this time. I have a request; I need to have a little chat with you outside by the gazebo, it’s nice out there,” John went on. “The gazebo? Yes, it is nice, but why out there?” Alan replied hoping to hide his anxiety. “Well, besides being cooler and getting a bit of fresh air…well, I tell you what…” John said, fingering his textbooks; these were brand new ones that Alan was borrowing. Yes, his baby brother was shrewd, no doubt about it, he thought. “Since these are my very brand new books and doubtless you are going to really hit the books tonight, possibly leaving a coffee stain or two on them and you’ll want to offer me something in exchange, say, trading extra time on my bird for the use of them; I’m going to wave that. Just instead, indulge me and come out to the gazebo oh say, in an half an hour or so? Fair enough?” John used a diplomatic tone, one that always caught Alan off-guard, it made him sound so fair-minded that anyone would look like a boor if they attempted to refuse his requests. “Sure then, anything you say and thanks. You’re probably right about the coffee stains though,” Alan laughed to hide a bit of skittishness that he was feeling- he was going to have to practice if he was going to keep this a secret from everyone, including and especially, the two main players involved, he mused. In less than an hour, Alan found himself standing outside of the family’s gazebo, another place where they could dine away from the house, read, relax, or more often than not, have private conversations with each other, since it was beyond listening distance from the main house. Alan was earnestly trying to devise ways in order to act around John as if he did not know anything about ‘his relationship.’ “Talk about cloak and dagger,” he whispered to himself- he wondered why it seemed so difficult for him; was it the fact that although John was in a relationship with a man, just like himself, however, his ‘significant other’ was not just anyone, but his, no their own brother? There’s so much that I’d like to know, but is it really my business? In addition, how long had it gone on for; did anyone else know? If so, they weren’t talking; Gordon in particular, the one person who spent far more time in space with John, he had to admit, than himself. “I’m glad that you’re here Alan, thank you,” John said, causing his youngest brother to turn his head wildly- he looked startled. “Well…I gave my word, John- why wouldn’t I be here,” his tone was testy, annoying and Alan regretted it as soon as the words echoed in his ears. John went inside of the sitting area, walking past his brother, who moved out of the way. John could feel his heart sink a little. “I’m sorry John; I did not mean to snap at you like that…” Alan’s voice and eyes were genuinely contrite. “I know that you are studying and all- it’s probably tiring. I’ll try not to keep you here too long,” John sought to mask the sinking feeling that he felt- he was now wondering if Alan now viewed him as a vile person, rather than a loving, respectable older brother. “That’s Virgil; he’s coming out towards here!” Alan’s sharp eyes and directness forced John to take notice. “Did you ask him to come? I thought…that…you intended to talk to me alone,” Alan finished in the same tone. “No, I did not plan on talking to you alone and I did not forget to tell you,” John anticipated his younger brother’s next question. The tension continued to build in silence as each brother’s mind was racing with questions, opinions, fears, conclusions and tactics- trying to invent a strategy in order to deal with the situation. Alan decided after a point to be calm; if I keep acting tense, they’ll know something…or the fact that I’m hiding something. He drew himself up to his full, tall height- he had a reputation for not being afraid and he intended to live up to it. Virgil was silent; his face was calm as he approached Alan, who noticed that he was walking in that manner of his, one that usually meant that he was determined to see a difficult situation through, no matter what. It was this, more than anything else, which let Alan know what the subject was going to be about. “Your instincts are quite correct, Alan,” Virgil said as he went past him, going inside of the gazebo in order to sit down on the benches that were located inside of it. “I…I mean we both know-I do, because I saw you, when you were looking at us- John knows because I told him,” he finished in a calm, but firm, determined tone. For what seemed to be quite a long time, all three young men were silent. As John sat down, Alan followed suit, so as to not cause any suspicions in case someone from the house was watching. “We…we don’t expect you to approve…or understand even,” John said quietly. “We can tell you though, we love each other deeply. Also, we’ve never abused one another, not ever- I hope that if nothing else, you know this about your elder brothers, Alan,” John finished. Alan knew this already, although he was still not talking at this point; he was still looking into their eyes. John’s were, as usual, clear and honest. Virgil’s, although, just as honest, were still holding the pain that he felt- they’re very private people; Virgil looks like my ‘peeping’ in on him, on them, made him feel well…violated, Alan mused. “I…I can’t change what I saw and heard…but I’m sorry, very, very sorry for the obvious pain that it’s causing. You’re both the quieter, shyer ones…in the family,” Alan said contritely. “As for understanding…or accepting well, perhaps it’s the unusual lives that we lead. We’re isolated from so many others, yet also, we’ve been each other’s friends, best friends and confidants, whatever. I guess for you two; it just went forward another step,” Alan looked at Virgil as he said this, then he turned his gaze toward John and continued. “John, you’ve well… you’ve always been easy going, but just ‘getting by.’ Only someone, well, perhaps just me- could see that for a lot of the time, that you were lonely, missing something. However, you never complained and Virgil just being your friend brought you some happiness. But now…all of this- it doesn’t show, hardly like…well, being exposed or anything, but you’re truly happy now, really and truly. Virgil’s happy in a different way, different, but no less happy. Besides, when it comes right down to it, you’re both my brothers and my friends too and you still are friends to me too…after all of this, I hope. Given everything- I can’t judge; I wouldn’t even want to try- I love you both and…what I’m really trying to say is…I…understand…a little and I’m not repulsed, if that was what you were both afraid of. What happened today…well, I’ll take it to the grave, if that’s your concern. We’re blood- we are in many ways, a part of one another.” As Virgil felt calmer and could sense the pain leaving his eyes, John was overcome- he felt a lump in his throat, one that he finally decided not to swallow. Instead, he let the tears run down his cheeks; his words were inaudible. “This…this means more…more to the two of us… I can, than we can say,” Virgil spoke, realizing that he was speaking for the two of them. “Yes…thank you, thank you so much, Alan,” John said as a sob escaped from his lips. “Aww…what are brothers for?” Alan smiled softly. “Two things though- one: I know that this is a ‘huggable’ moment, but maybe some other time- we don’t want to give anything away…and two, this may not be the right moment to say this, John, but I want to anyway. I promise that I’ll be real careful with your textbooks tonight; no coffee stains and if one happens, I’ll buy you a new volume- no arguments, okay?” Alan wanted to have that devilish twinkle in his eye, but he suppressed the urge- this was too important a moment for that. John, in turn nodded approvingly of his offer. “I think that we’d best split up for now. We can meet…later at supper after composing ourselves? On evenings like this, Kyrano is inclined to serve supper after 2000,” Virgil was the one who was conscious of the time. Each of the brothers nodded in silence and agreement and watched as Alan, now cheery, a weight taken off of his shoulders at last, was the first to walk away. “You know, Alan’s different, he’s… he’s really grown up now,” John said at last, being alone with Virgil was helping him to regain his composure. “Yes, he did sort of say it all, didn’t he?” Virgil was pondering the same thing. “I’m so glad to have him for a brother…and a friend,” John smiled now. “See you…later on then,” Virgil rose up and waved as he walked away. Without a doubt, John knew that this meant not only would they share a nice supper, but that some cuddling into the wee hours, perhaps, was also in store as well. John watched Virgil walk towards the house- for himself, he was on his way to the beach. Being of almost one mind, perhaps, John thought, Virgil might have been wondering, just as he was himself was wondering, what could have made Alan so mature and poised now. Or maybe, John’s inner, instinctual voice was whispering to him: ‘what’ was the wrong term- perhaps, a better term was ‘who?’ O Fim

‘Ugh, this is so boring. What time is it?’ I thought, as I turned around in my desk to see the clock. I squinted in the dark, barely able to see. ‘Pfft. 2:04. Wonderful.’ I was sitting in my last block, Health, counting down the minutes until 2:25 instead of watching the movie we‘d been assigned to watch and write a report on. But, I had already seen it a few times, and besides, I never paid attention, or concentrated in Health anyways. I picked up the blue mechanical pencil sitting on my book, and tapped in on my desk for a few minutes, before the girl sitting across the row from me, Gina exclaimed, “NIKKI! Knock it off!” “Wow, calm the heck down.” I replied, snottily. I resumed clicking the pencil on the desk until I got bored. I sighed loudly and pulled out my notebook of quotes. I flipped through the pages to a blank one and began to doodle. “I heart Mr. Zimmerman. I hate heath class. Nikki Smith Blah. Blah… I’m so bored. Mr. Zimmerman is hot. I like shoes…” I continued this pattern of random useless sentences for a few minutes and then decided to cover the page in nice little hearts. I drew around 100 of them, and colored them in. I suddenly realized I had brought my MP3 player with me, and reached into my coat pocket, and pulled out the little device. I put the earbuds into my ears and as I listened to the sad, depressing emo music I had recently acquired, I continued to doodle, and write some nifty quotes down. I set my chin on my hand, and began to daydream. Abruptly, the lights flickered on, ruining my thoughts. My teacher, Mr. Zimmerman, who is in his late 20’s at the most, with his short dark hair, and amazing eyes, strolled up the aisle to his little podium, and leaned on it. Because of this ridiculous new seating chart I was forced to sit in the back, and with my horrid vision I could never actually see what the board work we had to do, was. So I just didn’t do it most of the time. Okay, I’m a liar, I never did it anymore. I did, when I sat in the front, and that was only because my friend Brandie nagged at me to do it. “Okay, who wants to answer the board work? If 5 people answer you can have free time until the announcements.” No one raised a hand. Then one or two people, the so called smart kids responded. I prolonged my little doodles and sentences completely not paying any attention, until I heard someone call my name. “Miss Smith. Would you care to share your answer since you seem to be working so diligently on it?” I looked up to the front of the board, and managed to look confused. “Answer what?” I responded, in a bored tone. “The board work.” “Oh, pfft, like I did that? I can’t even read the board from here. Like I was gonna ask someone, and then do the work? Not a chance.” I replied, rolling my eyes. Some of the kids around me laughed, and some of the others just looked at me like, ‘I cannot believe you said that…’ He looked slightly startled at my answer, and then walked over 4 rows and down the aisle of which my desk was at. He picked up my notebook, and I tried to grab it away from him, but I didn’t manage to grab it quite in time. “Well, if you haven’t been doing your work, then lets see what you have been working on.” He turned the page, and began to read the heart covered page. “Nikki Smith. This class sucks. I am bored. Blah, blah, blah. I think---” He stopped short, and coughed. I cringed, knowing he had reached the part where I said he was hot. He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, and set the notebook back on my desk. “Next time you come to class, don’t bother sitting down if you aren’t going to participate.” He walked back up the row, and back to the board, where he started talking about internal, and external conflicts of the main character in the movie we were supposed to had been watching. I looked up from my desk and noticed two of my fellow students looking at me, I gave them a dirty look and they turned around quickly. I sat in silence wondering if maybe he didn’t read it, and maybe he just wanted to stop reading. What if he thinks I’m like a sicko? All these thoughts were whirling around in my mind, and kept me so distracted I hardly heard the loud doorbell like chime over the P.A. I gathered my things and tried to hurry off to the door, and just as I was about to step into the freedom of the hallway, a voice called out behind me. “Miss Smith, please come here.” I closed my eyes tightly and the only thing I could think was, ‘Oh shit. I’m dead.’ I turned around on my heel, and slowly walked back to Mr. Zimmerman’s desk. I was dreaded what he would say. The rest of the class filed out, rushing to the sanctity of their rides home, to be free for the whole next week of spring break. Mr. Zimmerman stood up, and took a few strides to the classroom door, and slowly closed it. ‘Oh god, whatever I did, I am so in trouble if he’s closing the door.’ He walked back, and sat in his rolling chair, and pulled it up to the desk. “Please, have a seat.” He told me, pointing to the chair across from him. I didn’t move a muscle. “Look, I have to go and--” I began, but he cut me off, staring at me, with a somewhat commanding look in his eyes. “Miss Smith. I said, have a seat.” He once again nodded towards the empty chair. I set my books down on the floor next to me, and sat down, scooting the chair a little bit away from the desk in the process, not wanting to be that close to a teacher who was probably about to rip my head off. “Well, why do you think you’re here?” He began. “…uh, I’m sorry? Here? Because I didn’t do my board work. Right? I mean, is there another reason?” I questioned, my hands fidgeting on my lap. He leaned forward on his desk, and kind of half smiled. “Nice guess. But not quite the one I was looking for. You see, for the last couple of days, I’ve been receiving some interesting emails, from an account called, K-Zimmerman-Lover-15, at aol dot com.’ and I noticed, on your little notebook there,” He pointed to my notebook on the floor. “that you happen to have the exact same saying that was- I assumed mistakenly- attached to the emails. Now, can you explain this…coincident?” His eyebrows raised at the word coincident. ‘Goddamnit. Way to try to make an awesome notebook.’ I kicked my notebook feebly in irritation. The newly attached cover, with the sparkled silver ribbon outlining, and the words, ‘You were born an original, don’t die a copy.’ was now slightly in disarray, and ripped off the spiral binding. “Well, now don’t just sit there. Answer me.” he said, in a forceful tone of voice. I was freaking out on the inside, but I tried to play it cool. I crossed my legs, and leaned back in the chair, also crossing my arms over my red ‘Don’t Let The Smile Fool You’ tee. “I have no idea what your babbling on about.” “Miss Smith, I am still your teacher, you will address me with the respect I deserve, is that understood?” “Oh-kay… fine, I have no clue what your talking about, MR. ZIMMERMAN.” I accentuated his name in a mocking manner. In the real case, I knew exactly what he was referring to. My friend Callie and I had been online really late, (or early I suppose) a few nights ago and we had been filling out surveys, and late into this, they got a little excessive with vulgarity, and explicit details. I was really hyper, and I filled one out with all these made up answers, and then Callie IMed me, and this had been our conversation: “Callie”: OMG! Know what you should do? “Moi”: No. “Callie”: I didn’t say anything… “Moi”: We aren’t sending this to Brie, Jaimie, Meagan, random strangers, Mr. Zimmerman, or ANYONE. “Callie”: Actually, I was just gonna say you should come over. But that sounds awesome. “Moi”: What does? “Callie”: What you just said, you dumbass. “Moi”: …sending it to Brie? “Callie”: No, the last one. “Moi”: Mr. Zimmerman? I can’t do that, I think he’d recognize my screen name seeing as though it says, “NIKKI” in it. Duh. “Callie”: Make a new one! “Moi”: Hold on a minute. I’ll brb. * Nikki has signed off * A few minutes later I signed back on to AOL and IMed Callie back, this time on a new screen name. “KZimmermanLver15”: Boo! “Callie”: OMFG, YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME. “KZimmermanLver15”: You like? “Callie”: hold on I’m still in shock. Yeah, lol, it rocks. You gonna send him the email? “KZimmermanLver15”: Ha, I did, lol, I cannot WAIT for a reply. After that one time, we had gotten a response, which said measly, “who is this.” We both laughed for a while, and began emailing him again with such things as, “why don’t you guess?” or “I’m in your class.” After a few days we realized he wasn’t gonna email back, so we’d just forgotten about it, and just laughed at the fact that we had done it. At that time, Callie was the only one that knew that even though I dissed Mr. Zimmerman around all of our friends, and pretended to hate his guts, I really thought he was pretty hot, and had a huge crush on him. Unfortunately the only problem with our plan was that I had to go and make my signature on my emails the same quote I happened to use on my notebook, that was for his class. “Miss Smith. I know you know what I’m talking about. I’ve found your notes that you leave on the desks. There’s no need to play dumb.” He stood up, and began to walk around the classroom, “I hope you know you aren’t leaving until you tell me the truth.” he looked at me with an evil look, and then continued to erase the marker on the white board. I sat there for a few minutes in silence just watching him. He was wearing a pair of khaki pants and a light blue button up shirt. He had a nice physique, from coaching football, and playing basketball. Every now and then when I had left my things at school, and needed to come back to get them, I usually saw him running the hallways with some of the seniors. I reached into my pocket, and pulled out my cell phone, to check the time, because I didn’t want to turn around and leave him able to do something when I wasn’t looking. I groaned to myself, it was 2:40. I was going to be late for work. I needed to get out of here, because I couldn’t be late again, and if I hurried I could make it with like, 1 minute after the clock. I took a deep breath, and then sighed. “Fine.” I said. He turned and looked at me from the board. He sauntered down back to where I was still sitting, with a huge smile on his face. “Fine, what?” He put his hands on his sides, and looked at me. I stared right back and stood up from my chair. “FINE. I’ll admit it. I sent those emails. Who cares? Not me. Now I, have to go. Goodbye.” I picked up my things and began to walk towards the door, when I felt him grab my shoulder. “Ow!” I protested in pain and pulled my shoulder away, causing my books to fall to the floor. “I wasn’t done with you!” He exclaimed, grasping my arm, and pulling me towards him. I winced in discomfort. He pushed me back down into the chair I had been sitting in. “What is WRONG with you!? I said I did it, okay? Now let me go!” I tried to get up again but he once again stood in my way. “Miss Smith, I never said all I wanted you to do was tell me you did it. I already knew that. I want to know if its true.” His eyes glared with intensity. “If what’s true? The stuff in the email? No. You egotistical maniac. It was a joke, now if you really don’t mind I think you should let me go. If I scream someone will hear me. it’s a school.” I was starting to get a little pissed off that he wouldn’t let me go. “Listen you little bitch. You aren’t going anywhere, and you won’t scream, because if you do, I’ll make sure you fail this class, and we both know you can’t afford that. Now, do I have your cooperation?” I looked stunned. I couldn’t believe what was happening. What the hell did I do to deserve this? “Fine. I’m listening. Now what do you want?” He backed away just enough for him to sit down in his computer chair. He rolled it over, and was about 8 inches away from me. “I’ve heard the rumors, and I seen your notebook. I know you think I’m attractive. There’s no need to deny it. I see the way you look at me.” He leaned closer to me, and put his hand on my leg. It sent shivers all through my body. I tried to hide the fact that I was a little intimidated. “Wha-- what are you doing? I don’t think you should--” he put his finger to my lips, and I stopped talking. His hand moved up past my knee, and he leaned in and kissed me. I closed my eyes and felt my heartbeat race. It was a good thing I had been sitting down, because I don’t think my knees would have held me up. I got into the kiss, and pressed my lips harder against his. I felt his hand begin to massage the inside of my thigh. I moaned slightly into the kiss. He broke the embrace and moved some of the papers on his desk, and lifted me out of the chair and set me on the desk. I felt like his lips were alcohol, and I wanted to get drunk. I leaned back onto the desk, and he followed me, and his mouth found his way to mine. His hand slipped under my shirt and I felt him begin to rub my chest. His hand reached behind my back and unclipped the clasp of my bra. I pulled away from our kiss, and pulled my t-shirt over my head, and I pulled the straps of my bra down my arms, but stopped, and teased him. He grinned wickedly, and pulled the rest of it down off of my arms and threw it to the floor. I began to unbutton his shirt, as I used my feet to kick off my tennis shoes. I looked up into his eyes, and smiled, thinking, Who cares if I don’t have a job anymore. This is gonna be worth it. I slowly let myself off the desk, and knelt down on my knees, unzipping his pants, and letting them fall around his ankles. I could see where his boxers began to tent, and I pulled them down to reveal his stiff member. It was glistening with sweat and a little pre-cum. I took it in my left hand and with the other, I stuck a finger in my mouth and covered it in my spit, then traced one of the veins all the way down. I heard him take a large breath, and blow it out. I put my mouth around it and began to slowly move my lips up and down. I used my tongue to flick around the head of his pulsating shaft. He put his hands on the back of my head, and pushed himself farther into my throat. I felt something begin to stir, and suddenly a huge stream of gooey cum spurted into my mouth. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly and managed to swallow it all. (Continue?)

this is my first story so please take that in mind. It was a typical saturday night and i was sitting in the local bar watching the local girls try to strip tease . That is when it went from normal to kinda nice, This short woman came in and sat down besides me and started to talk. She said her name was Pam and was out looking for a good time. Not one to turn down a sure thing I decided to see how far I could get with ehr. To start things off she was not all that great looking with maybe a small B cup tits and a so-so face. About an hour later she invites me back to herplace, so i follow her in my car out in the country to a small run down house. Once inside she wastes no time and had me naked and on her knees. Her skills needed alot of improvement but it was ok for a drunk blowjob. Ten minutes later she leads me into her bedroom and we did the deed. That is when i really felt cheated. She had no skill when it came to fucking all she did was just lay there and would not talk or anything. Neddlessly to say it was gonna be a one night stand. When it was all over with i just turned over and we went to sleep. The next morning while she was fixing breakfast a heavenly sight came down stairs to the kitchen. A beauty with long dark hair and a nice set of tits. I thought to myself why couldn't I gotten in bed with that one, Pam introduces me to her daughter Sherrie and vice verses. Sherrie takes a seat next to em at the kitchen table and her night shirt rides up her tan thighs showing off a set of legs I only dream of. Over breakfast I find out that Sherrie is only 13 but she could of past for 17 or 18 real easily, and that her dad left her mom and her when she was 5. As i stared at this young beauty it dawned on me that Pam was just looking for a dad for her daughter. With that in mind i decied to milk it for all its worth. Over the next couple days i came by more and more to see Pam and to get Sherrie used to me being there. I also learnt that Pam worked nights alot and that Sherrie had to go and stay with her grandma which she hated. One afternoon after I fucked Pam (to what she thought was a great fuck) I told her that since i was staying here som much why not let me watch her little girl tonight. All at once her eyes lite up and asked me if I was thinking of moving in with her snd Sherrie. When I said I was she practical broke down and cried. That night was when I started to get Sherrie to let down her gaurd and let me into her pants. Around 7 p.m. that night I set the plan into motion. "Sherrie it is time for your shower better go and get it doeme if you want me to order some pizza for you" Sherrie "I'll be done with it if a few get some mushrooms on the pizza please uncle Gene" "I will babydoll" yelling up to her as I called the local pizza place along with the pizza i told them to send a 6 pack of miller lite.Twenty minutes later the little nymph bounds down the stairs to the front room just in her night shirt and socks. "Ain't you cold wearing just that?" i ask her staring at her tits threw the wet material. Her nipples were causing my cock to start to get hard. "Don't you like it" smiling impishly as she slowly turns around for me. When she is back facing me, I swat her ass palyfullly adn call her a little cock tease which gets her to blush and a fit of the giggles. When the pizza arrive i tell her to stay out of site and get some dishes ready. As i walk into the kitchen with the food and beer i am greated to a lovely site, Sherrie is bent over getting some plates out of the dishwasher showing the world her blue thongs. Instead of saying anythign I could only stand and watch her. "Young lady does your mom know you have those thongs?" I ask her when she stands up and turns around to face the table. With a deep red face and looking down she replies" No, please dont tell her. My mom still thinks I am a baby and wont let me have anything sexy." Sitting down at the table I pull Sherrie onto my lap before she has a chance to sit anywhereelse. "So you like to dress sexy?" I ask her as she squirms on my lap then I ask "whats wrong Sherrie you allways sit on my lap before why not now." "Cause it is just you and me here. And I am a little nervouse since you saw my thongs" As we ate the pizza she asked if she could try a sip of my beer and when I gave her a whole one her eyes lite up like it was christams. "Your so cool Uncle Gene my mom would never let me have a beer" "Just make sure she dont ever find out and you can have some everytime we order pizza." I told her with a wink and a smile. During the dinner i got her shifted so her cute tight ass was on my crotch. Kept on telling her how big she was and how much more mature she was then girls older then her. My hand slipped down to her thigh as I told her the line of bullshit knowing full well that she was in desprate need of any type of affection. After dinner and the dishes rinsed off we went to the living room to watch some tv. "Sherrie would you mind it if you laided down next to me on the couch I missed so much me and your mom cuddling, it would be nice if you would do this one little thing for me" telling her as i patted the couch infront of me. With a little reluctance she laid down in front of me and then I turned it to a soft porn channel. As I was hoping she got all embaressed and asked for me to change. It took a bit to get her to accept the channel but after she did her eyes were glued to the screen. When I saw that I put my plan into action. Pulling her closer to me with her ass against my crotch and my hand rubbing her belly. "You like what you see on the tv Sherrie" "Uhh-uhh" she replied and started to wiggle her ass onto my crotch. "Have you done anything like that before babydoll." my hand now pulling her night shirt up so I could go up and feel those tits I been lusting after for over for 2 weeks. AShe started to purr like a little kitten and her nipples got rock hard. "All I done was to kiss a boy at school." To my surprise she hiked up her shirt to show off those tits. Withe her tits freed I really started to play with them. Pulling and twisting them genetly. "Thats a good girl Sherrie letting me see and play with your titties. Lets just take off that nasty shirt all the way off babydoll." With that i had her sit up and remover her shirt. Seeing her her shirt over her head and temperory blinding her I leaned in and starts to suckel on her nipples. Sucking and gentley bitting them. the whole time telling her she was a mature young lady for letting me do this. With one nipple in my mouth my hand slid down her front to her thong covered slit. She was allready getting wet and moaning. Standing up and looking down at her I noticed she was looking up at me with the cutest puppy dog eyes. "Now Sherry I know you want me to marry your mom and be your dad but I need you to do something for me. I know you know what a blowjob is and I want to see if you can suck cock better then your mom." She started to say something theat is when I told her to decide tright now if she wanted me to stay there or for her mom to find a new man. Takeing her hand i guided it to my zipper and told her to get to work. Zipping down my pants very slow she finially got it so my cock could come out. Fishing into my pants she freed my cock and just stared at it. Chuckling to myself i told her to stroke it and kiss it all over. At first she did it slowly and with alot of coaxing, but after acouple minutes of geting praised for her work she was doing it better then her mom. "no take it into your mouth Sherrie, show me you are a better cock sucker then your mom." I told her. There are some girls that know how to suck a cock like a pro for the first time and let me tell you Sherrie is one of them. Her head was bobbing up and down while her tounge swirling all around my cock.It took all I had not to grab her by the head and troat fuck my new found toy. Petting her hair and telling her she was great did wonders for her skill. Right before i was about to bust a nut into her mouth i told her it was time for bed. As usual hse gripped about it. That is when i told her to stand up and then i picked her up and carried her to her room. "Now take off those thongs babydoll" I told her. to my surprise she did not complain or anything she just did. Her pussy had just the traces of hair right above it just the way I love it. "Your gonna be a good girl for me now?"while I was groping her ass and kissing her face. All she did was nod and moan. Turning her around I forced her to bend over her bed. "this is how you should be for me whenever your mom works ok Sherrie." Turning to face me she nodds and smiles at me. Walking up behind her I start to rub my cock all over her slit. Her body tenses up and shivers at the first touch of a cock. "Here it comes Sherrie, be ready cause it will hurt , be a big girl and down scream or cry too much." Doing my best i force my cock all the way in her. Ramming in and out of her sweet little pussy, feeling her cherry coating my cock as I use her. The whole time she is crying and screaming it hurts too much and i am hurting her. Laying onto of her Iwhisper into her ears how sweet she is and how much I want her to be m,y girlfiriend. Twenty or so minutes later i tell her I am about to cumm and if she dont want to risk haveing a baby to let me cumm in her mouth. Pulling off her she turns and kneels and that is when I ram my cock down her mouth and throat. "ohh yesss" I scream as i empty my balls into her mouth. When I am rested up a little bit I pull her to her feet and take her to the bathroom and help her take another shower and clean up. Carring her back to her room I lay her down on her bed and tuck her in "tomorrow night it want be so bad babydoll. we might even do it in your mom's bed" KIssing her softly on the forehead i walk out of her room and turn off the light and goes to ebd waiting for her ugly mom to come home' P.S. please let me know what you think since this is my first story and if i should tell what happens to sherrie next

This memory origionates from the 22nd January 2005. My mate Sam was staying at my house because his house was damaged in the Corbridge floods. It was a Saturday so we were staying up late. My parents were out (Yes, I still live with my parents, shock horror!) and I am an only child so we had the house to ourselves. After a while of watching the television, we got bored. It was Sam who suggested that we go on the internet. I, being innocent (yeah, right), asked him what he was going to do, because my computer had only just recovered from a virus. He said that he was going to look for porn. I said yes, he could go onto the internet. I left the room at that point, because the dog needed letting out. When I came back, Sam was browsing XNXX's Gay Movie list. It was then that I discovered that Sam was gay. I had often wondered whether I was gay, but living in the area that I do I have kept quiet about it. Anyway, here was Sam happily downloading a set of clips, with his left hand down his jeans. I said "I didn't know you were into that sort of thing" and he said that he'd always liked watching guys having it off with eachother. After he had downloaded nearly every clip on the page (To those with dialup, I have this thing called Broadband. You should get it too, lol!), he gathered them all together in a file and hit play. He had downloaded about thirty minutes of 10sec clips. The screen filled with images of guys having sex, moaning and ejaculating all over the place. I suddenly realised that I was aroused, which came as a shock since my penis is almost 8" long. I hurriedly sat down on my chair and re-arranged my boxers to hide my erection. Sam didn't seem to have noticed, since he was staring into the screen. I noticed that he was masturbating inside his jeans, and almost without realising it I started to jerk off too. After about a minute Sam pulled down his fly, and since he wasnt wearing anything under his jeans, his erection stood proud. He has a smaller penis than me, but is a lot hairier. I was a little shocked at first, but then ignored it. After another few minutes, he swung round on the chair and asked me "can I see your dick?". I am not sure why, but something compelled me to open my fly and pull down my boxers. Without warning he reached out with the hand he had been masturbating with, and took hold of my penis. I jumped because although he had been touching himself, his hand was cold. He stroked gently around my balls and rubbed the bit between them and my anus. He asked if I would do the same to him, and hesitently I started to jack him off. His penis was very hot, and throbbed when I touched it. He asked me if I would rub his balls, and I reached in and got the shock of my life. His testicles were enormous! They hung four inches from his body and must have weighed at least an oz and a half. The next set of clips on the computer showed two guys giving each other blow jobs. After the first two clips, I asked spontaneousley "Would you suck my dick?", and he answered "Only if you do it to me too". I agreed and for the first time ever put a penis into my mouth. It tasted funny, like a large dirty finger, but it wasn't unpleasant. Sam was having trouble with my penis. He kept saying "its too big to fit in" and other things. Eventually he just sucked around my head while I gave him deep throat. It felt a bit strange at first, having a throbbing penis in my mouth, but within seconds I was enjoying it. We were both getting very aroused as the clips continued. He had arranged them so that the more hardcore clips came on later. I felt as if my balls were going to explode, and my penis was as stiff as board, and longer than I'd ever seen it. Suddenly sam withdrew his penis, and stopped sucking mine. He was staring at the clips again, where three men were doing it doggy style. He was almost drooling. Suddenly, he rushed to his bag under the bunk beds, and fumbled around in it untill he pulled out two condoms. I knew what the next question was. "Dave, I know we're good friends and all that, but can I please do this?" he asked. I was feeling dead randy, and I said yes. "Can you do me first?" he asked. I said yes again. He passed me a tub of petrolium jelly and told me where to put it. I rubbed it all around his anus, as he squirmed with pleasure. He opened a condom and sowly rolled it down my shaft. He then put a dollop of pet. jelly onto the end of my sheathed penis. He said "Go slow at first, your dick is HUGE!". Not knowing what to expect, I walked behind him and he bent over my sofa arm. I aimed my penis at his anus and slowly pushed it in. Sam made a funny half yelp half moan. It was a funny feeling inside his arse, but it was warm and I was well lubricated so I started to shag Sam slowly. He maoned with pleasure, and told me to go faster. I picked up the pace and he stared moaning every time I rammed my penis in. After about two minutes of getting faster and harder, and both of us moaning loudly, I said that I was about to cum. He told me to stop, and remove my penis. I heard him putting on a condom, and he told me to lie where he had been lying. I felt him put petroleum jelly on my anus, and then I felt a few seconds of intense pain when he entered my virgin hole. After the pain had faded Sam started to speed up, just as I had done. I could feel his massive balls thumping against the backs of my legs. It was very arouing. Suddenly, he withdrew, pulled his condom off, and came on my back. He reached underneath me and started to toss me off. Within thirty seconds I had filled the condom i was wearing. After that my parents were due so we had to clean up sharpish. Me and Sam have since had other encounters, but none as active as this. Enjoy! :-)

I was so excited that my family was goin away for the weekend and i was goin to be the only one home for the weekend. A lil bit bout me at this time in life i was 16 yrs was a sex crazed teenager had a normal life girlfriends and all that but big thing was i was still a virgin. So back to the story it was friday evening and my family left to go to their weekend break and leave me because i had work on saturday i wasnt to bothered. My mind was just running wild with all the things a could do get drunk masturbate and even try to loose my v plates (virginty). When my parents left the first thing i did was go up to my dad bedroom and got out his porno stash i started watcing it in there room. i slowly stripped my cothes i could feel that i had a full on erection my penis is 6 half inches long nothing to big to brag bout but does the job and quite thick. I layed there on there bed naked and my cock staring at the roof on the tv there was this hot blond bouncin on this huge fat cock she was moaning wiv intence pleasure i grabed my cock and started pumping my hand imaging that i was the bloke in the film and the blond was bouncin on my cock. I was screaming i was shouting moaning yes trying to imagine what it would be like. I went into my sisters room got one of her lacy french knicker wrapped it round my penis it was sensational. I was loving it i was the only one home laying on my mum n dads bed now masturbating. I had my eyes closed i was a million my miles away. Then all a sudden theres a knock on the bedroom door it started to open my heart is in my mouth i try to cover my self up bit it all happened so quick i manage to get under the bed covers n to my embaressment it my aunty who comes through door and sees wot was goin on she doesnt no where to look and neither did i. (A lil bout my aunty she is 26 yrs old and is a fox i fantacies bout her all the time she is hot she is 5ft 10 size 10waist nice 36c breast). The first word she said is oh sorry, to make things worst the telly is on and the blond is close to orgasm u can tell she shouting fuck me fuck me harder i want to feel u inside me make me cum. i reply dnt wory im sorry its my fault and surprisingly my auntys real cool bout it she sits on the side of the bed and says no its ok boys of ur age do things like this. I can see she is staring a the bulge my erect penisis causing under the bed covers. I just wanted the ground to swallow me up i was so embaressed that my aunty caught me masturbating. She then picked up my sisters knickers n says heh whos are these is there sumin one else in here thinkin i had a girl round. I try to speak but words are not coming out i manges to say no there sarah thats my sisters name then it hit me wot i just said my aunty laughs oh so u like that kind of stuff do u bro sis stuff i say no it was just there so i thought il uses it my word was gettin me into more trouble. She asked me if i was a virgin to which i replyed yes she laughed again now i was gettin concerened of what plans she i had. She said how would u like your mum to find out i said plz dnt she said theres one way but that must remane r secret i was shocked at what she said she said let me show u what a reall women is. I just layed ther trying to act as i was shocked but really inside i was loving it was gonna get to fuck my aunty who i had mastubated over many times. She pulled the bed covers down onto the floor i was totally naked n i was erect she grabbed my penis and started slowly goin back n forth i moaned wiv pleasure it was unrealy having a womens handtouch my penis. she slowly started stripping she had beautifull matching bra an thong. I touched her breats n then moved down stairs the smell of sweet pussy was unbelievble i took ofher thong to reveal a freshly shaved pussy. she just looked at me that was my que to start licking i licked my auntys pussy i had no idea wot i was doin but she seemed to like it. i was lickingher out sucking on this lil bit sticking out when i done that she seemed to moan even more. she said to me now its ur turn she got on her knees and strated to suck my cock first she started licking my shafted then i put it in her mouth the dirty whore took all of it in i was there deepthroating my aunty. She was there for 5 mins and i cud feel my balls ready to erupt i was aunty u better stop now i cant go much longer im gonna cum the whore started sucking harder then all a suuden she stoped n pulled it out of her mouth she said squirt my on my face so i took my cock in my hand i was wanking furiously she was licking my balls n then i erupted the first shot of cum landing straight on her face then the second shot followed went straight in her mouth then it just dribbled out my cock on to her tits she licked it all of sayin u taste good hunny. I was still hard un ready for more my aunty says its your turn she guides my cock into her pussy i moan out load this was a feeling that i had never had before. there i was puming away at my aunty we kissdded passionatly as i was doin her in the missionary postion. then i layed on the bed as she climed on top i was in heaveni just watched her tits bounce up n down we was away for 15 mns untill i fealt her pussy tighted around my cock she moans her body starts to shudder she looses control she having a orgasm n it because of me i cant hold out ne longer just thinking of that i climax for the second time i can feel cumm runnig down out of her pussy n down my leg she comes round and say baby how did that feel i was speechless. We just layed there for the rest of the night cuddled up talking i cudnt believe i just lost my virginty to my sexy aunty. she say baby i hoped u like ur first time.

Myself,Ash and my husband Josh together with my sister Molly and also with Steph (A large breasted shemale) come round to my friend Helen's to pick up her and her hubby Brad for a special trip. We pick them up from their place and all Helen is wearing today is a body concealing Kaftan and bobby sox with comfortable shoes. We are going to the zoo!! When we arrive we are accorded special privileges (arranged by me). We are first going to be shown the Zebra mating. Before we get there we meet up with Eric and Greta (Husband's brother and wife) and Charles my brother. Greta is currently about 8 months pregnant. Eric is a well built black man with a huge prick. We are let into the closed barn and Helen stands with Josh against the restraining fence to get a good view whilst Helen's hubby latches himself onto me. I stand behind Helen so I can help with her arousal. The female Zebra is brought in and tethered so it cannot move. The male zebra is now brought in and I am allowed to help raise its tool for mating. I pass it tool to Helen who first strokes it and caresses it so that it slowly starts to grow. At the same time Josh has put his hands under Helen's Kaftan and is playing with her ever wettening cunt. Playing also with her now prominent clit. The zebra tool has now reached its full potential and before it is allowed to perform its duties she points its tool towards me who with Charle's help try to take it in my mouth (at least as much as I can). Just as I do this Helen lets out a little squeal - unknown to her Josh has taken out his rampant prick and the squeal is caused by his rough insertion of it into her cunt. I continue sucking and I continue pumping. Soon the zebra's tool is removed from my mouth and he is moved over to mate with the female. As it enters the females cunt Helen has your first orgasm. The zebra fucks the female and as it cums Josh cums inside Helen too. Having completed this part of the tour we move on to the giraffe house. Unfortunately (or maybe not) the giraffes are no longer there leaving the place empty for us. Eric puts his arm around me and we both sink slowly to the hay covered floor. I am feeling very sexy after watching Helen and Josh's quick coupling and remove his prick from his trousers and discover what a whopper it is. I try to take it into my mouth but have great difficulty it is so large. Eventually I manage to get the head inside and with a great deal of effort succeed in taking a small amount inside my mouth. Josh now finds another secluded spot and whisks Molly away for a bit of refamiliarisation. Steph now pairs up with Charles and Helen which leaves Greta and Brad watching. I continue sucking Eric until he tells me to stop as he is approaching orgasm. I take him out of my mouth and remove his trousers and underwear. He pushes my sweater up to my neck, exposing my lovely titties as well as my leaking cunt.(I had decided not to wear any panties for this trip) He lowers himself on top of me and takes me by surprise when he tries to insert his fully erect prick into my ass instead of my cunt as I expected. He gives up after trying several times without success, he is just too large for the moment. I need to be primed before he will be able to fuck me in the ass. My immediate discomfort is soon to change to pleasure as he changes tack and starts thrusting into my cunt instead of up my rear passage whilst tenderly manipulating my clit with one of his fingers. He plays with my lovely breasts with his other hand and occasionally gives me a heavy spank when I least expect it. After several attempts he finally gets the head into me and with a few more thrusts the remainder of his weapon slowly begins to inch its way inside me. I am now approaching orgasm. Meanwhile Brad takes the pregnant Greta into another of the giraffe stalls and slowly removes her garments exposing her large milk filled titties, her large extended belly and her hairy cunt. He too strips and they lay down - not quite. Greta actually gets into a doggy position allowing him to slowly insert himself into her prominently exposed cunt. He commences in and out motions and sticks a couple of fingers into her asshole. He uses his other hand to caress her beautiful titties and smooth big round belly alternately. Everything is going well when we hear an alarm sound. We dont know immediately the reason but soon an announcement is made on the P.A. One of the male gorillas has escaped ! We think nothing of it until through the door we see the missing gorilla heading for our private party. Before we have chance to take too much action - after all we are all in rather awkward positions for taking evasive action. Eric slides out of me and stands up - pulling me to my feet also. My sweater falls back down making me "decent" again. Charles pull out of Greta and the time this has taken has allowed the gorilla to enter the giraffe house. The gorilla seems to take a fancy to me and Helen and grabs the pair of us. It grabs us both and takes us up to a den at a higher level in one corner of the house. Here it rips off Helen's kaftan and lays us both gently down in its lair. We both then notice (in fact we all notice) that its giant prick begins to rise.......Will we be rescued? - can we repel its obvious advances? Meanwhile, before the alarm was sounded, Charles and Steph had stripped Helen and Steph had fucked her in the doggy position, filling her cunt with lovely hot cum. At the same time Charles was fucking Steph up "her" ass. Steph came first and withdrew from Helen so Charles pulled out of Steph and replaced Steph's prick in Helen's cunt. He came quickly as Steph had brought him almost to the point of no return. So Helen now has two full loads inside her lovely cunt. Also prior to the alarm Josh and Molly had gone back to the zebra house because Molly had been so fascinated by what we had seen and was jealous of Helen offering the zebra prick to me instead of her. Before reaching the zebra house however they stop at a convenient empty stall for a pre-session. Molly told him she wanted to try the zebra's prick as it appears to be much slimmer than a horse which she was currently too frightened to try. She wanted Josh to prepare her cunt for the zebra by first fucking her to lubricate her and then to insert the very large dildo she had brought with her to acclimatise her cunt for the zebra. They had just started part one of the scheme. He had stripped her and had just slipped his prick into her when the alarm sounded. Back to the gorilla at last. It forces my legs open and fortunately for me it appears to be quite gentle but with a sharp pull it rips my sweater from me. It caresses my lovely tits with its furry paws, I am certain in my own mind that I am about to be raped by a gorilla but he then turns again to Helen,who has a cunt filled by Charles and Steph just prior to its entrance, attracted by the scent of her cum filled cunt. She also is certain in her own mind that she is about to be raped by a gorilla. It pushes her gently to the ground and forces her legs open and with a sharp thrust it pushes its tool into her wet cum filled cunt. Its prick continues to grow and it is now filling her completely. It appears to be quite gentle and caresses her lovely tits with its furry paws whilst continuing to fuck her. Her initial fear of being harmed slowly subsides and after a while she begins to feel aroused - so much so that by the time he is ready to cum she has had her first orgasm with him. He continues to fuck her and she cums again. I am lying there with very mixed emotions. Relief, apprehension, wondering. Am I going to be next? What will it feel like? I turn to watch and see the gorilla stop and pull out of Helen. He turns around to me and before I have a chance to take avoiding action he has grabbed me and stuffed his weapon straight inside my waiting cunt. My unanswered questions are now being answered. Yes I too am about to be raped by a Gorilla and I too am about to feel, like Helen did, what it is like. Initially I freeze but before long begin to relax and enjoy the feeling of being well filled once again. It is soon after this that I have my first orgasm and soon a second. The Gorilla really begins to pound me now. In and out of my cunt quite rapidly.Just as I am beginning to feel I have had enough he appears to stop his pounding. He stiffens - he is about to climax. When he cummmms inside me, filling me with his copious sticky gooey sperm, I have my third orgasm. His climax seems to take an age - he seems to cum and cum and cum. I am really overflowing with such a large amount. It was so much that it was almost pouring out of me like a river. I have been fucked by the biggest prick I have ever seen, leaving me with a hugely expanded gaping gash where my normally pretty attractive cunt had previously been. I have also been left with the largest amount of cum i have ever experienced. We were wondering what he was going to do next. Was he about to move from me to rape Helen again next? She had become rather aroused at the sight of me being raped. She almost had an orgasm herself when she realised that he was cuuuummmmmming inside me and when he eventually slid out she could see the sperm after the initial torrent slow down and start sliding, oozing slowly out of my gaping wide extended cunt..Her fear of harm had also subsided but she was still apprehensive about what will happen. Will he harm her after fucking me? Will he set upon her next? The answer was soon coming. He moved over to Helen and embraced her in his mighty paws, threw her onto the floor of his den and before she had time to scream his huge prick was once more forced into her cunt. He must have had good powers of recovery because after fucking her for only a short time he again stiffened and filled her with his cum just as he had filled me. He raised himself off her and before anyone else had chance to move the unexpected occured. The keeper had rushed off and got a tranquilising gun which he fired into the gorilla. The gorilla still at Helen's side, paws her tits a few more times before he crumpled in a heap at her feet. Our friends were able to get a ladder and rescue us both (and him). Josh took me and Helen away to the rest room where he locked the doors immediately. He cuddled us both in his arms alternately quietly whispering sweet nothings until we had both calmed down and were breathing normally again. At this point of recovery he placed Helen on a bench and knelt between her legs and proceeded to lick her to orgasm, tasting for the first time the sperm of a gorilla! After she has cum and whilst caressing her sweet titties he slowly insert his still erect prick into her. They fuck slowly and gently for a while in this position with him also giving me a long lingering french kiss to sympathise with my ordeal. This is in complete contrast to the violent rape we had suffered and he had witnessed. This was a very loving comforting fuck to calm her down but she could hardly feel what now appears to her to be a very puny prick. Despite the calming and the comparatively small size she still slowly begins to come to a climax. After she cums he withdraws from your cunt and lies on the floor indicating to her that he wants her to impale herself on his stiff prick again. She complies and they recommence their fucking. I now straddles his face and lower my still gaping cunt over his mouth. He proceeds to suck her out whilst continuing to fuck Helen. He had never tasted gorilla cum before but it mingled well with Charles and Steph's (they had both filled her prior to the gorilla warning if you remember). Meanwhile Molly grabs hold of Eric and returns to the zebra house to attempt what she had previously been interrupted in. He strips her and slips his prick into her re-aroused cunt. After a rapid, at her request, fuck he ejaculates into her. He reluctantly pulls out of her now slippery cunt and picks up the large dildo. She demands that he fuck her with it. He brings it to the entrance of her dripping cunt and attempts to push it in. It appears to be too large and he is frightened of hurting her. She shouts "I can take it! Ram it into me. Please. Do it now" So he pushes harder and it does slowly penetrate her. After a while she manages to take it all inside. "Fuck me with it" she demands. So he pushes it rapidly in and out until she eventually gets used to it and soon reaches a climax. Her cunt has now been stretched. Can she do what she wants now? The dildo is removed and she approaches the zebra. The zebra's prick is beginning to reach its full potential so she is placed on the special table so that when she lies down her cunt is at the correct height for the zebra to enter. The zebra is brought over to her and the large tool placed at the entrance of her expanded cunt. It still appears to be too large but it slowly, inch by inch, disappears into her cunt with a great deal of effort on the zebra's part and a great deal of pain for her initially. Success, she does manage to accommodate the whole of the zebras weapon after a great deal of persistent give and take. She is now impaled by the zebra. Her ambition to fuck a horse is now reaching the climax of its final trial. She has succeeded in taking the whole of the zebra's huge weapon and is being pleasured by it fucking her. The pain has receded and pleasure takes over. She manages to reach an almighty climax just before the zebra does likewise. She is in pleasure heaven when she is filled with the copious amount of cum that the zebra has produced to flood her cunt with. Back to us for the final actions of the day. Josh eventually shoots his seed into Helen's lovely accommodating cunt and we hold each other close for a long time. With a final kiss Josh removes himself from within Helen and we all stand up. Josh take off his sweater and gave it to Helen to keep her dignity and after giving me another long loving relieved kiss also I put on Josh's jacket and we go to pick up your Eric and Molly from the zebra house. We leave for home. What a day !!!!!!!!

BONE OF CONTENTION It was a good thing that I did not learn Melissa's last name until after I had talked to her for a while, and indeed after I had asked her for a date. I would have been too nervous. As it was, she was just a young woman who worked in the same company I had just gotten a job at, and on the same floor and just down the hall. All I saw at first was long legs, long pretty brown hair, a slightly broad face, and then the intelligence that showed when she opened her mouth. I liked her looks and her attitude the first day that I saw her, and felt the same way every time I saw her for the next three weeks -- which was not every day, our paths did not always cross. But after the three weeks I asked her, and she gave me her address to pick her up and a number if there were problems. Only on the way there did I reflect that she still had not given me her last name. But the house was rather impressive and more expensive than I would have expected, and nothing fell into place until her father came to the door. He owned the company. (Family resemblance would not have helped, since Melissa took after her mother.) As it happened, my not knowing who she was made her father look on me more favorably as somebody to go out with his daughter. His people had reported my talking to his little girl, and he had inquired about me and decided that I was of a good age for her (23 to her 21) and of good prospects. And only from this point on could I be suspected of being after her money. Which I wasn't. Marrying the boss's daughter might have an appeal, but I was not at the moment interested in marriage and not even certain I planned to stay with the company. Finding out how Melissa was in bed was more in my mind, though on the first date that was not a serious thought either. By the time she was ready to go out I had mentally and emotionally settled down again, and the evening spent with Melissa Humes was very pleasant for both of us. And we planned a second one. That led to a third, a fourth... By the fourth month of once or twice a week meetings, including several evenings spent more in my apartment than elsewhere, I knew there were no real prospects of getting Melissa into bed anytime soon, maybe short of marriage. She was one of those "everything but" women. She frankly admitted to me one night that she was technically a virgin, though petting to orgasm or giving or receiving oral sex were fine with her, with the right man. While she never said (and I would not bluntly ask) I suspected that there had not been many right men, and I might even have been the first. There HAD indeed been a couple of male gold-diggers in the past, and the children of the rich whom she had been introduced to were either too snobbish or too promiscuous for her taste. She praised me after the first few dates for not rushing her into physical activity and treating her as if she were special to me. That last part... well, I didn't. I treated her as I would any woman whom I would like to have like me; I suppose that was unusual in her experience. But she was pretty, witty, a good conversationalist, enthusiastic about what sexual activity she would agree to... One could not ask for too much more. If I did not get her into bed in the metaphorical sense, she was there literally a number of times. If I did not get her entirely naked, I saw most of what she had and explored the rest. If I did not get into her, between her legs, I was in her mouth and throat over and over. I had gradually fallen in love with her -- and she was so devoted to me that it almost scared me. It seemed almost as if every thought she had was about me after a few months. When we were alone her hands were always on me. She obviously wanted me so much that it was ironic that she never gave herself to me. Our interests and tastes were compatible where they were not similar. We both, oddly enough, had a thing for the late-fifties rock singers. Melissa was fascinated in particular by a black singer named Marvin Baker. This was partly understandable; he had a beautiful voice, and mostly did things about first loves, very pure and sweet. This was ironic, and more ironic in Melissa's case, because the rumors (true, as it turned out) were that he had a string of groupies before the term was even thought of. He liked them as young as he could get them, often 13 or 14. Virgins whom he would rape anally while he took their maidenheads with a huge dildo. (Psychological compensation for his having a small penis, it was said.) He was killed at the height of his career by the father of a girl whom he had left bleeding the night before. I assumed that Melissa liked him because of his songs, and he was certainly underappreciated for that in recent years. But no, she knew all the stories and loved them. After eight months I proposed to her. I wondered if this would make her willing to go the last full measure with me, and let me fill her in a place which no one had ever taken the measure of from the inside. But no, it didn't. As I have said, it would not be reasonable to complain. That night and the one following Melissa took my erection into her throat as deep as she could and kept me there until I had coated the inside of it with semen, so draining me on the first night that I wondered if I would have anything left on the second one. The wedding was set for four months later. In another sphere, the engagement ring may well have been a factor in the decision to send me with an evaluation team to Norfolk, to bid on a big new contract. I had been doing the same sort of work in the home office, from paper records, but actually meeting with the other company was a promotion of sorts. I was going to be there for a week, including over a weekend. And Melissa did not want to hear about that. She stopped short of actually objecting, perhaps since she also suspected her father's hand in it, but she did not like being away from me that long. The day before I was to leave, she came over without warning and almost did not want to leave. We had exhausted each other with our hands and lips, but I pointed out to her that it would look bad for her to actually spend the night with me (and sleeping beside her might revive both our appetites too much). Just before she left that Wednesday night, as we lay in bed together, she recalled that Marvin Baker was from Norfolk, and was buried there, and could I look around and see if there was anything out of the way connected to him that I could bring back? I agreed, though I couldn't imagine what there would be like that. The negotiations went quite well. I only spoke a few times, on technical questions I was familiar with, but I was sure that the report back said my input was valuable. We really finished on Friday afternoon, but the other two men wanted to stay over the weekend, so we arranged for a brief meeting on Monday morning before we flew back, to justify the expense of the hotel rooms. One of the men wanted to sample the night life of Norfolk, or maybe just to be away from home. Probably the latter; I didn't see that there was much night life in Norfolk. No idea what the other one did. On Saturday afternoon, I went to the cemetery where Marvin Baker was buried. The family tomb was fairly impressive, easily the largest in the immediate area. I remembered reading that a lot of the royalties that the family got from his records went into building it. As I was standing there reading the inscription, an old black man came up to me. "You interested in Marvin?" "Some," I said. "My girlfriend really likes his records." "I used to be a neighbor. Knew him when he was a kid." And he did look about the age Marvin would be now, or even a little older. "They're all dead now but one sister, but I got some clothes they threw out that Marvin used to wear. I need money. You want to look at them?" I thought for a second. This might be a set-up for a robbery, but more likely was a swindle. But I could look out for myself either way, odds were. The house he took me to was only a few blocks away. He got out a shirt, definitely of the right age and matching one that Marvin Baker wore on a record album cover of his. The old man wanted $50 for it. There was no way to authenticate the shirt, but the whole thing sounded to be on the edge of plausibility... I gave him the money. I stuffed the shirt in a leather bag I usually had crumpled in a pocket. The shirt itself would be crumpled for a while, but should straighten out on a hanger before Monday. I walked back into downtown Norfolk. This would certainly be out of the way enough to give to Melissa, even if nothing about it could really be proved. The leather bag now had to be carried in my hand, but that should be no real problem. That's what I thought. Hours later I wandered into a building with an indoor flea-market, really all sorts of strange things. I started at the back and worked my way forward, not finding much of interest. I set the leather bag down at a table near the front door, to look at an old 45rpm record. As I looked up to ask about the price, a hand took the bag and both were out the door and gone. "Hope that wasn't your wallet," said the man behind the counter. "No," I said, not sure just what to say. "No, it was just an old shirt." Well. That was fifty bucks gone, but the man was out of sight (I looked) and the theft was not worth reporting to the police even if I were not leaving Monday. I did buy the 45, and as I turned to leave the building my eye fell on a spread of, among other things, human finger bones. I had a sudden idea for a bizarre joke to play on Melissa. I had accused her of making Marvin Baker into a saint, so why not present her with a holy relic? An index finger, first joint, was only five dollars. The rest of the weekend was quiet. We three got back on Monday afternoon, and either Melissa or I were too tied up to do more than talk a bit on the phone the next few days. On Friday we ate dinner at a restaurant, then went to my apartment. "I did find something out of the way for you, connected to Marvin Baker -- or at least it used to be," I said, keeping as straight a face as I could. And I put the finger bone in front of her. "That can't be what I think it is!" "Yes," I said soberly. "It's the end of the finger he used to probe young girls with." She believed me. "You got hold of his finger-bone? How on earth did you do that?" I decided to build her up and string her along as far as I could before she caught on, then tell her about the shirt that got away. "I went to the place where he was buried in Norfolk, scoped the place out, then went back at midnight and broke into the tomb." Her mouth dropped open. "I used a pen-light to see which of the coffins has Marvin in it, opened it up, and took the finger-bone out. Then I sealed everything up as well as I could and snuck back out." She looked at me steadily, obviously believing everything I said. "Now you have something which nobody else will ever possibly have." Melissa set it down on the table and pressed my body to hers, in what like a mixture of love and fear. And just I was about to admit that I was making the whole thing up, she started to talk. "I can't believe how much you must love me. To--to do a thing like that for me. It's kind of creepy, but it shows that you would do really anything to please me. I shouldn't have doubted it, but I always sort of have. I love you so much! Oh, I want you!" Melissa tugged on my hand and drew me into my bedroom. She stopped beside my bed with a familiar and delicious look of desire in her eyes, but also a little tremble of nervousness that was quite new. She began to undress me. I assumed that this was to be one of our usual sessions of heavy petting, and that after I had taken her to orgasm once or twice, I could tell her the truth and we could laugh over the wild story I had made up. But no, she took my clothing off quickly, stopping and hesitating when it came to removing my shorts and exposing my erection, already tenting the material, and this time she stripped herself to her panties before she stood by my bed and said: "I want you to take them off, and I want you to go all the way with me this time, so I can give you something as important as what you gave me." In my own defense I will say that I struggled to not go on. But I took the panties down and saw her beautiful young virgin body completely for the first time. We lay down together, and it became clear very quickly that her emotions had affected her body so that she needed no preparation, that she was as eager for me to take her and to fill her as was possible. "I had better get out a condom," I whispered to her. "No. I want to have you in me with nothing, to feel you shooting inside me. I--I wasn't really sure if I could hold out until the wedding, or even until you proposed, so I've been on birth control pills for the last two months." "I am glad in a way that you are not quite as steadfast as you seemed," I said to her. Melissa shook her head. "I have just wanted you so much..." I covered whatever else she might have said by touching my tongue to hers, and she wrapped her tongue around mine in a way I had not known she (or anyone) could do. After a minute I raised my head to stare into her eyes and shifted my body to lie between her legs. The head of my erection, now as large as it had ever been, touched her sensitive outer lips and she whimpered. I entered slightly, barely parting the labia, then withdrew. She was wet and hot down there. I entered again, a little more. Each little stroke was a fraction more than the earlier one, and each opened her a slight bit deeper and wider. At first she repeated "I want you," "I want you in me," "Oh, God, I love you so much," but finally the words were replaced by inarticulate but very sweet noises. Then I touched the barrier within which she had so carefully protected all these years. She drew in a sharp breath and moved her legs to raise them and settle them on my back, to open herself wider to me "Take it, I want to give it to you. You are the only man I will ever want to have in me. Take me," she whispered. I moved forward with more force and it gave and I took. Her mouth opened wide. She had seemed sweet and tight before, but beyond that point she was even more so. And the heat was incredible. Whether it was the blood-heat of the small amount of blood that came was a moot point; certainly the question did not occur at that instant. I still advanced slowly, but soon I was as deep inside her as was possible and was gaining speed. The first time Melissa went over the top and clamped down on me was when I first hit bottom. The second time was when I pressed on her clitoris at the moment I gave her a sudden hard thrust. The third time was just before I exploded inside her, and I am not sure there was not a fourth before I had stopped spurting. She went home that night, though I had to convince her that she should. She was at my door at 3 PM for a 7:30 date on Saturday, and we did never go further than my bedroom and shower, though she certainly took me around the world there. We were together nearly every weekend afternoon and evening for the next three months, almost all of them ending or beginning with her face set in a rictus of orgasm as I penetrated her deeply.. Then a friend of a friend had a yacht entered in a race near Norfolk, and Melissa was offered a ride there in a private plane. I learned where she was going after she left; I only knew that she was travelling for a few days in the middle of the week. She had no real interest in yachting, but she had never been to Norfolk, or not since she was 10. The result of it I knew only when she stormed to my desk at work, threw a small object at me which I recognized as a ring after it bounced off my head and onto my desk, used a string of language I would not have guessed she knew, and ended with: "You bastard, he was cremated!" I will never understand women. Why did she like me better as a grave-robber?

Shielding herself against the white-hot fire surrounding her, Lisa curled up at tight as she could. Rather, she tried to, anyway… ‘Where are my fucking legs? ‘Fuck, I’m bleeding all over… Can’t back up… fucking bomb is behind me – Shit! Just like last time! ‘Mom! Help me! I need… to… nuugh… can’t… flare… Got… Go forward!’ ‘I am really, really fucked…’ Lisa reached toward a face she knew and pushed as hard as she could against the expanding white fire she had pulled into the teleportation zone with her, then the white fire consumed her. As she blacked out, her shield failed and the nuclear explosion pushing her forward through the teleportation zone caught up with her. In less than an instant, what was left of her torso, head and wings were vaporized. No longer contained by Lisa’s mind, the nuclear fire blasted out into the physical universe in the form of a great fireball and fell to earth like a small comet, creating a crater several hundred feet wide and fifty feet deep where Kentucky Lake once existed, two hundred years before. The crater slowly began to fill with water from a subterranean river. ~~~~~ A small, stooped figure moved in the bright sunlight. It was a man – old and hunched over and filthy. His long, ratty hair swung heavily as he waddled along. The small, wiry figure froze suddenly as though stalking something, then leaped several feet to one side, landing on all fours. “Ahh, ahh, ahh!” The sounds of triumph came from a raspy, dry throat. The four-inch-long roach was the first creature he’d seen in several days. He held it carefully, but firmly, in his hands, not wanting to kill it prematurely. “Ahh, my beauty,” the raspy voice said, the sound grating against his own ears. “My gift to you, my beauty…” Fumbling in an animal-skin pouch, dirty, cracked fingers with black and broken nails fished out a long, smooth stick, whittled thin, like a toothpick sharply pointed at one end. Delicately, lovingly, the strange, dirty man inserted the end of the stick into the roach’s back end and gently, slowly skewered the bug through the entire length of its body, carefully holding it so that it wouldn’t wriggle off in its frenzied, futile efforts to escape. The man straightened out from his hunched-over position and held his prize up in the sunlight; glistening, maniacal eyes watching the creature’s dance of death on the end of the little stake. After several moments it quit moving. “You, I name Hethemtima,” the man intoned, his cracked voice strong with hate and loathing, “and this little shaft is my gift… “And this…” He bit off the head of the roach and ate it. “And this…” He bit the creature in half and pulled the top half of its torso into his cracked and broken mouth with his blackened teeth. Once in his mouth, he pressed the inch-long morsel against the roof of his mouth with his tongue, savoring the life-giving juices that flooded his throat. Chewing the delicacy for a moment, he swallowed, nearly passing out in ecstasy from the sensation of real food in his starved and bloated stomach. Unceremoniously pulling the rest of his meal off the stick, he sucked it into his mouth and squished it like the other piece, sighing in deep pleasure as bug juice filled his mouth and throat. He swallowed joyfully and bellowed his pleasure out into the hot, dry wind. A distant thunder in the sky answered his call, echoing and reverberating toward him from the parched horizon. It could have been a sonic boom, and for a brief instant, very brief, he thought that it was. But the machines were all dead, now, and so were the people who would fly them. He carefully cleaned his stick in the dirt and placed it back in his pouch, then continued his hunt. It was only a moment before he caught another one. “Ah! This little mound is full of you!” he cried out as he held the insect up in front of him. Once again, he staked the tiny creature, insuring that it suffered as much as possible at his hands. “You, I name Elsa!” he intoned, with less of a tremor of hate. “You I will take while you still twitch in my grasp so that you may feel yourself being consumed. May this make your worthless, everlasting life worthwhile…” he cackled for a moment… “Or at least, your death!” Pulling the entire roach off the stick with his teeth, he smashed it around in his mouth with his teeth and tongue and swallowed, bit by bit, as the pieces became small enough for his parched throat to handle. His aging body strengthened by the meal, he stood upright, straighter than he had for the last several days, and looked around, not seeing his staff. Enraged, and closing his eyes tightly, he envisioned the object of his desire and screamed, “Staff! Where are you? Come to me…” Then it was in his hand; once again where it belonged. He gazed at the nearly two meter-long pole longingly, knowing that, someday, it would be put to the use for which he intended. Elsa (Elisabeta, rather) had promised that, in the centuries to come, she would find him – come back to him. And this would be his gift for her for giving him his deepest desire. Once she received his gift, he would then feed on her to make certain that she would never offer that gift to any other. Of course, it skipped his mind that there was no one else around for his Elsa to grant everlasting life, if he ever found her, that is. He was the last man on earth, and quite possibly, the last mammal living. It had been years since he’d even seen a rat. Only insects could tolerate the intense radiation that now bathed the planet. His roiling stomach reminding him of why he needed his staff, the last man on earth turned toward the softened mound where he’d found the two roaches. This was probably a common grave – the site of a mass burial. There would be many, many roaches in here. All he had to do was dig them out. With grim determination, Vlad Tepes shoved his staff into the earth and began searching. ~~~~~ ‘Fire in my mind… Mind made of fire. I could control it once… I remember. But now it controls me… consumes me… can’t back up… need to flare. Flare? Yes… I remember… The fire creates… the fire consumes… I consume myself… and create… anew…’ The muddy water in the blast crater bubbled and boiled, then blew skyward as the tiny, mind-made, mud volcano erupted steam, mud, and a live body from its depths. ‘And God formed woman from the mud in the bowels of the earth…’ “Like hell…(cough)… he did!” Lisa exclaimed, trying to lift herself up out of the hot, slippery mud in which she found herself lying. “Fuck!” she cried out, frustrated and sliding down the slippery embankment yet a third time. Exhausted and gasping for air, she looked up at the rim of the crater far above her, closed her eyes, and concentrated. Her body disappeared, then reappeared lying on the rim of the crater. “That’s more like it…” she panted, then sat up and wearily looked around. “I can teleport again!” There was dry desert and flatlands almost to the horizon, then baked brown, rolling hills continuing on to the west. To the south, it looked the same. To the north and east, the flatlands seemed to go on forever. “Where the hell am I?” she asked no one in particular. ‘Praetor! Can you hear me?’ There was no response. At least, none that she could detect through the roar in her head. Now that she noticed it, Lisa couldn’t concentrate on anything else. It upset her to be out of touch with her Praetor. She’d always felt it in the back of her mind – watching, recording – always non-commentally interested in her activities, and now it wasn’t there. It wasn’t… anywhere. ‘Oh, God! I’m fucking lost!’ Realizing that she wasn’t going to be able to detect any life signs while the sun was up, Lisa stood up, a little shaky in handling her new body, and began walking around the rim of the crater, trying to decide which way to go. ‘Well, at least I have legs, now… and mind-fire to feed on…’ ~~~~~ Vlad had collected and skewered almost two dozen roaches in the last hour. He skewered them so they couldn’t escape while he sought out more of the little delicacies. He hoped he didn’t find too many more – he was running out of his little whittled capture sticks. If that happened, then he would have to smash them and eat them as he caught them like an animal – a lesser form that had no use for tools or the brainpower to enjoy or understand the delicate art of… ‘Is any *fucking* body out there?’ Vlad stood straight up! The grateful little roach he was chasing scurried beneath a rock and started digging into the soft earth, happily getting out of sight from the hairy monster that pursued it. Closing his eyes, Vlad made an image of his surroundings, gradually increasing his space and taking in everything around him. He could feel the thousands of insect life forms around him, and knew, now, exactly where he needed to dig if he so desired to fill his belly. Ignoring the inconsequential insects, he cast his mind out in the direction of that frail, almost unheard call and saw her. Like him, she was dirty, naked, and covered with mud; thin and half-starved, as well. ‘Elsa! The witch! She is returned to me, as she promised!’ Coldly, now, he understood how he could lure her nearer to him. It had been nearly a hundred years by his reckoning since he had seen another human being. Then there had been two; both female – Hethemtima and her accursed daughter, Elisabeth – Elisabeta! ‘Yes – you think I didn’t recognize you, Elisabeta? Your body was different, but you – the one hiding inside – you, I recognized. In all this time, and throughout all of your pitiable lives, you hadn’t even changed your name as you lived from body to body. ‘And so because of that, I had thought you would stand beside me against the hated Hethemtima, but No! You chose HER! The one who had only to provide you with a body to purchase your allegiance against me! And now, you shall reap your reward!’ An evil, sly grin crept over his features as he thought about how he would lure the evil witch to him. As he carefully constructed his mind trap, the hated witch seemed to look up and peer right at him across the hundreds or thousands of miles that separated them. ‘Who’s there?’ Lisa thought as she concentrated on the life form that tickled her consciousness. As she quested with her mind, she suddenly got a very clear image of exactly ‘where’ the other life form was. She teleported. As she arrived, the image around her seemed to shift in a dizzying fashion. The strange, little man vanished and was gone from her sight. ‘Where’d you go?’ she thought at it. ‘He’s behind me!’ she suddenly realized, and ducked down. The ‘whoosh’ of a long staff missed her head by only inches. Instantly enraged, she turned and screamed at him. “Who the hell do you think… Auuwk!” Vlad had continued spinning around as his first attack missed and sailed over her head. As he increased his momentum for a second strike, the witch had tried to put a spell on him. But before she could utter more than a few words, his staff had smacked against the side of her head and cracked her skull. The witch fell to the ground, knocked silly by his staff. Trying to rise, Lisa felt her head where it had been struck. Her hand came away covered with blood. She stared at her bloody hand for a moment, then passed out and collapsed backward onto the dirt. ~~~~~ ‘Macario, my beloved, I’m home!’ ‘Yes! Shove that magnificent shaft up inside me – I need you so badly. Harder! That’s it! Make me feel it…’ “Urrk!” she moaned, then grimaced as Mac’s hard shaft seemed to shove up through her belly. “Not so hard, Love…” In response to her loving request, Mac shoved his cock another foot up inside her. Now she was sure she was filled with him and tried to relax as her pussy clenched and her belly cramped around his magnificently hard… Lisa’s dream was shattered as the shaft shoved up past her heart and cut off the air to her lungs. ‘What the hell…’ She tried to choke it back down as it forced its way up through her throat and into the back of her mouth. Terrified now, she tried to clear her throat and mouth of whatever it was that prevented her from breathing and suddenly realized she couldn’t move her hands. They were tied behind her. “Uunnk!” she croaked, trying to understand what was happening to her. She could feel someone down between her legs and kicked at whoever it was. Her toes dug into something soft and warm – flesh! Surprised at her first success, she kicked again, harder this time. Then she felt as though she was being levered into the air. Kicking and grunting, still unable to breathe, she felt whoever was back there drop her as her foot connected with soft, warm flesh again. The hollow thump of wood sounded heavily as she landed and the reverberation jarred through her entire body and her skull. The force of the impact as it traveled through the shaft was especially cruel to her teeth and mouth. Seemingly in response to her kick, whatever was crammed up inside her and cramping her pussy and belly so badly was shoved even further up. In shock, she felt (and watched with terrified eyes) the massive round object continue out through her mouth and past her face another foot or so. ‘I… Oh… That’s a stake!’ she finally realized. ‘I’ve… been… staked. Alive…’ Feeling around with her feet, she affirmed that, indeed, there was a stake sticking out of her other end. Gripping it as tightly as she could between her feet, she tried to straighten her legs and pull the stake back down. All she got from her effort was some splinters in the soft, curved bottoms of her feet as they slid down the nearly smooth, round pole. “Ah-aa,” someone nearby said, “You can’t escape that way, my darling Elisabeta…” ‘He knows who I am?’ Lisa thought, her eyes widening in surprise. “Yes, I see you recognize that name,” Vlad continued. “You betrayed me, you witch! And you know what happens to those who turn disloyal… After all, you yourself used to impale them for me. Do you not remember, Elsa?” Lisa tried to turn her head to see who was ranting at her. The voice sounded oddly familiar… “And when their bodies responded to the shaft ripping through their intestines, you would ride their hardness until they spewed their life energies into your belly. Then you would continue your work until they were truly gutted – impaled from bottom to top. “Do you remember lying on top of them as they twitched in their death throes? You told me you always wondered what it felt like – to die like that. They fascinated you. Remember?” Vlad turned her over so that she was on her back. She still couldn’t see him because her neck was nearly bent double backwards. But she could feel him. He was beginning to do to her what she had done to so many others. And her pussy was wet, ready and quivering for him. The instant Vlad shoved his cock into his beloved Elsa, she shuddered and clamped down on him in orgasm, her oxygen-starved body twitching and jerking as she came. Vlad watched as Elsa’s nipples grew hard and felt her orgasm as she clamped down hard on his cock. “Ah!” he exclaimed. “You remember me! Your cunt remembers me, as well.” As he fucked her tight pussy, made tighter by the shaft shoved up through her ass, she seemed to get wetter and hotter. Soon, it felt as though his cock was on fire – liquid fire that soothed even as it burned his hardness. Dropping down on top of his beloved queen, Vlad wrapped his arms and legs around her as tightly as he could. Now, he could feel every twitch, every convulsion, every failed attempt to breathe that his dying wife made. All too soon, he felt his cock erupting into her hot, liquid-fire vagina. In response to his orgasm, he felt her begin her final death throes – her pussy clenching and throbbing in one final, magnificent orgasm. As Lisa came that one last time, she flared her body, returning it to the energy from which it came. ‘Come with me, my eternal love,’ she whispered into Vlad’s mind as she flared his tired, old body into energy to join with hers. ‘I have been wed to both the Lord and the Devil, and I have returned to the one I treasure most! Now, join me – in eternity…” The fiery energy from their merging slowly roiled up into the air, Vlad and Elsa both pure energy, now. The fireball puffed out of existence as she teleported.

I can feel her wetness as she slowly mounts my rigid manhood. Her back is to me and I see the redness of her auburn hair as her hips begin to gyrate luridly upon my staff. Her hands are gripping my thighs as mine are hers, and we breath in unison to the rise and fall of each of her rhythmic pumping motions. Her steamy snatch gasps and gurgles as her first orgasmic release signals her satisfaction. I can feel her shake almost uncontrollably from her sexual excitement. Her slender feet are on either side of me, her toes clinched like a clinched fist as she withdraws my rod from her slickened hole. With her fingers, she retrieves some of her joy juices from her twat and applies it to the rim of her puckering asshole and my cock, then slowly but adeptly guides my pulsating peter into her cum oiled ass hole. Her tight ass squeezes the tip of my cock and almost denies entry until she takes a deep breath, loosening her sphincter muscle enough to allow my prod to gain entrance into her steamy, dark brown hole. Her groans of pain and ecstasy fill the room as she encourages the total length of her anal invader to penetrate to its destination. Finally, my balls are brushed by the wispiness of her red pussy hair. The tightness of her ass that now clinches my manhood is quickly causing my balls to overfill with cum. With one hand she is stroking my balls and with the other she fingers her pussy and clit.The odor of sexual ardour lingers in the air as she again releases a small spurt of slickened cum from her excited pussy. Repositioning herself, slightly, she increases the speed of steady pumping upon my stifness. Her anal walls are now loose and there is a soft sucking sound with her every push upon my rod. Suddenly, I reach the pinnacle of this sordid sex union. My hot cum splatters deep inside her ass and washes her lower internal anatomy. She slightly gasps in delight, then she too releases her third torrent of twat waters as she quivers and quakes excitedly upon my rapidly shriinking staff. There are several moments of enjoined silence as we complete our tempestuous tryst. Suddenly, she is gone and I awake to find myself alone and feel the stickiness of my ejaculation all over my belly and pubic region. The dream is so real. It comes to me several nights a month. There are no names or faces to this story, because I never see who it is that I am dreaming of. I know several redheaded or auburn haired ladies, but none that match the physique of my enchanted lover. I never see her face, but it seems she speaks a language other than English. It's a language I am not familiar with. For over twenty years, I have had this same dream. Today, as I went about my daily routine, I found myself in the cologne area of the department store. I smeel a scent that seems to match scent of the cologne my dream lover is wearing. It is a scent that has been imported from Russia. The young sales girl tries to pronounce the maker and the make up of this scent. Her words send shivers down my spine, for that is the language that I have been hearing my secret lover speak in. How, who, and why, is the questions I start asking myself. I know absolutely no one in Russia. The only thing I know of Russia is that down through the years, and especially in my very young days, Russia was tumultuous country. Most of what I had ever heard of Russia was not good. It seemed to be a cold, angry country. Many times I have scored with members of the opposite sex, not bragging, just a fact. With the onset of the dangers of HIV and AIDS, my escapades have been drastically curtailed. However, of all of my romantic sexcapades, I cannot recall so vivid a memory as this reoccurring dream. Everything about it seems so graphic and real. This is why I have entered it into the "real" story category. After all the story itself is very real. The dream, however, is just very, very, puzzeling. Today, I met a young woman in the grocery line. As we were waithing, I noticed she was buying a magazine that had a front page headline about dreams. We were discussing the possibility that maybe some dreams were events that were yet to happen in our lives. It seems she was working on her bachelor's degree in clinical psychology and she was doing research . When I told her that I was experiencing a certain reoccurring dream, though not elaborating, she seemed interested to delve more into the matter. We exchanged e-mail addresses and went on about our ways. The next evening I discovered an e-mail from her and she was inviting me to her place the next evening. I e-mailed her back and told her I was not comfortable with discussing this particular dream to a great degree, but I would be available to come. Her response was pretty straight forward and to the point. Go ahead and some, because I highly suspect your dream is sexually graphic in nature and she was not the least bit concerned with that aspect, she was just interested in the dream itself. The evening started with her and her room mate. I figured both of them together were not as old as I was. We had ordered in chinese for dinner, then went right on into our discussion. Both of them were really intent on hearing about my dream, so I gave it to them straight. By the end of my account, I could see them looking at each other and as if they had rehearsed their remarks, they both said in unison, "That is really so cool." Laura, the student, got up and came over to me and said point blank, ", here, feel my panties, you have made me so horny,' as she guided my hand up between her legs, under her skirt, and up against the dampness of her panties. The other girl, Robin, blushed a little, but said, "I have just cum all over myself," She reached under her skirt and withdrew her wet panties from off of her body and tossed them to me. The sweet smell of her joy juices and their stickiness was prevalent on them. Laura, began stroking my excited organ and sat on my lap as Robin went to the ladies room to clean up a bit. With my hand still on Laura's damp panties, I slid my finger under the elastic on the legs and began fingering her damp slit with my forefinger. My cock was now in full erection mode as she unzipped my wranglersand freed my erection. She slowly stroked my balls with one hand and with the other began to easily jack on my love pole. I managed to slip her panties off of her ass and tossed them into a pile with Robin's. The slickness of her inner twat increased as I began to manipulate her clit. Lying back on the couch, I pulled Laura's ass up to my face and began a lollipop licking of her asshole and snatch. She returned the favor by moving around to get her mouth onto the tip of my raging rod. Robin had now rejoined the party and was taking turns with Laura in swabbing my cock with their hot tongues.. Robin mounted my shaft first, barely getting my stiffness inside her tight , wet, hole. Her ash blonde pubic hair, now damp with more sexual excitement, meshed with mine as we completed our sexual union. Laura was now sucking on Robin's tits as I gave her clit some extra attention. When my tongue found Laura's asshole, she moaned in anticpation as I reamed her asshole rim with my forefinger before easily sliding my forefinger into her tight butthole, up to the first knuckle. Robin was experiencing a silent, but shuddering style climax as she wrapped her arms around Laura and collapsed in spent desire on her shoulder. Her engaged gash seeped its sexual excitement onto my ass cheeks and balls before she removed the rigidness from her snatch. Laura easily guided my rigidness into her sloppy wet womb, encapsulating it deep into her slurry pit.Her first orgasm came almost instantaneously,as she gently squirted her slickness form around her holes' blockage. She bucked and moaned as my wank sought out the deepest part of her love cavity. Robin, now satisfied with her fucking was giving Laura's asshole a good reaming with her tongue. The slickness of the joy juices lubricated just about all necessary items needed for satisfying the lust of anyone. Taking her finger, Robin dipped her finger into the Laura's cock filled , slickened hole, then with the wantoness of a love starved nymph, inserted her finger up Laura's ass. I could almost feel her finger with my hardness, as Laura moaned, "OH, MY GAWD, I'M CUMMING, I'M GONNA EXPLODE, SHIT, FUCK MY SLIPPERY SNATCH!!!" Just as she blew her eggs, my jet stream of hot cum met hers deep inside her pounded pussy. It was almost as the orgasm from my dream, so real, so sure, and so enjoyable. Two years have gone by since that particular episode. Although we never determined too much about my dream, in particular, we did give ourselves several opportunities to enjoy several encounters with each other, realizing that it was a matter of enjoying our fucking, with no strings attached. Robin and Laura are now both engaged to be married, but we continue to see each other for those very secret moments of sexual unions. I have not had that dream in these last two years. Although I don't miss the dream, I still wonder about the partner that has given me so much pleasure over the years. I do await the day when I meet her face to face....

I was home alone working in the kitchen, well cleaning actually. I was moving out but I still had some cleaning to do. I called Charlie to come over and visit before I left. He showed up at about 3:30 that afternoon just as I was finishing up in the bathroom. I'm short 5'4 I have a little meat on me I have died hair black with 2 red strips that seporate in to sections, I have black eye cantacts and huge 48DDD breasts I was wearing a blue mini skirt, with a white t-shirt. I'm hot well thats what I think. Charlie is 5'6, huskey like he should have been on the football team and he was hairy he was wearing his usual jeans, a wife beater, and a green and blue button up shirt that he never buttoned. He closed and locked the when he came in, he walked threw the house looking for me. I was up stairs cleaning the shower, I didn't hear him come in. He walked in quietly I had one leg up on the stool ready to step onto it when I felt a hand cup my pussy from behind I wirled around to find him smiling at me. I hit his sholder playfully he pulled me close and kissed hard. I pushed him away and I took a deep breath and blinked wildly. "What was that for?" I asked, "I want you" he replied "NOW", "Can't it wait a little longer" I replied, "NO" he said "I need you now." He pushed me against the wall and kissed me hard again, I kissed him back. I pushed him away, and wiping my mouth I walked around behind him and shoved. He hit the wall hard I hard his back crack a little, I lunged at him and kissed him violently. Charlie pushed me back a little "thats more like it" he replied. I lunged again and he pinned me against the wall I could feel him borner wanting to escape his pants. "I need a shower" I said, "I'll be right out, watch T.V." he walked out I closed the door but didn't lock it, I was hoping he'd come in. I stripped down and stepped into the warm shower, I was standing under the shower getting my body wet when I herd the door close, a smile broke out over my face the shower curtin flung open, Charlie stud there naked and hairy, I got excited. He stepped in and closed the curtin behind him. "you look so yummy" he said, "mmmm huh" I replied "you look yummy too, I wouldn't mind a little meat right now." He pushed his body against mine and kissed me, I could feel his prick push it's way into my pussy lips "mmmmmmmm" he moaned. I jumped up and wraped my legs around him, he turned off the water and carried me to the bedroom he lay me in the middle of the bed. He climed on top of me pulling the blankets over us he kissed me before he reached under the sheets and guieded himself into my cunt. "Be gently" I said "remember I've never done this before." he smiled at me sweetly, he placed the head of his prick inside me, I jerked a little. This happened 4 minutes and every 4 minutes after that he pushed another few centemeters into me. When he was half in I yelped out in pain "You ok?" he asked ask he pulled out about an inch. He reached down and rubbed my lips gently, "I'm alright" I said "keep going. I don't want you to stop" He continued to inch himself in, my nails digging into his back, he flinched "sorry" I said, he shrugged it off then he realized his dick was in. He smiled at me "I'm in. I'm all the way in!" he said excitedly, he had a sparkle in his eye."Go slow ok Charlie?" he nodded "ok", he pulled almost all the way out before pushing slowly back in fully. He did this over and over I stoped feeling the pain after 30 minutes. He slow fucked me for half and hour then I asked him to speed up a little, sweat began to form between our bodies. Another 15 minutes and I was digging my nails into his back again from all the pleasure he stopped and looked at me. "Don't stop, Don't stop I'm almost there!" I said, he quickened the pace again, he was going full speed. I dug my nails deep breaking the skin on his back small streams of blood ran down his sides, my body jerked and my back arched and my pelvice jumped into him just as I started to cum I yelled out " Charlie your making me cum, I never want you to stop, Oh My God your so good", he made one last thrust and started to cum too. After 30 seconds of cumming he collapsed on top of me, I pushed him off me, we were breathing hard, he landed beside me and ignoring the small trickles of blood running down his back fell asleep. I curled up in his arms and fell asleep too. I woke up beside him a few hours later Charlie was sitting in a chair watching me sleep, he crawled into the bed and whispered into my ear "I love you" and kissed me.

When I reached the clearing, to my surprise the herd was actually there. They made soft friendly noises as I crept closer. I must have looked quite shocking; naked, tanned by the sun, my hair and beard stringy from salt. But I guess to a sheep, a naked wild man looks no different from a clothed clean-cut one, and the herd didn't seem to mind. And then there was the ewe. I could recognize her by her eyes as she stared out of the flock at me. Her black face and ears contrasted with her pure white wool, making her sparkle in the light of the afternoon sun. She seemed happy to see me too, trotting over and looking up at me with those big dark eyes that I couldn't get out of my mind. I knelt, putting my head down until our faces were close, and then nuzzled her soft jaw with my nose. She ran her head down to the crook of my neck and rested it there. It was the most tender thing I'd ever felt, and it made me feel loved. I played with her warm fuzzy ear with my lips, reaching around with my hands to pet her soft coat. I was smitten; could it be that I was in love with this sheep. "You need a name," I said softly into her ear as I nibbled lightly on it. "How about Mary." I laughed softly at my joke, and it was just my imagination, but I thought she laughed too. She didn't seem to mind me calling her Mary, so I introduced myself. "Hello Mary," I said quietly, "my name's Staz." I was well and truly gone; here I was, naked, necking with a sheep and talking to it. My cock was hard and had been since I'd first seen her. As if she knew what I needed, Mary pulled away from me and turned, presenting her beautiful rump to me, even lifting her tail to expose her pubis. I bent closer, inhaling the soft clean scent, savoring the hint of musk from her droppings, reveling in the heat I could feel radiating from her, seeming ready to sear my skin. With one hand I steadied her rump, then with the other I began slowly petting her, down from the base of her tail over her dark hairless asshole, pausing to massage the skin between that and her pubis, then down over that as well, feeling her lips flare at the touch, burning hot and moist. After a few passes she was shuddering, shifting her hindquarters back and forth, occasionally making small animal noises in her throat. I concentrated on her cuntal lips, stroking them until they flared open and then pressing a finger between them. She bleated softly, pressing her rear back against me. I had no idea how big a ram's cock was, so I slipped one finger into her passage. It was tight, but it widened quickly, as if she was expecting me. Then it clamped down on my finger with a force not even Kate's virgin anus could match. I slowly stroked the walls of her passage, and by the noises she was making I could tell she was enjoying this. The head of my shaft was leaking precum, but I didn't notice; I was fixated on Mary and her magical vaginal spasms. I eased another finger in, which didn't seem to bother her at all. She was wet, and I wasn't sure whether ewes could have orgasms so I just wanted to make sure she was ready for me. After a few more moments of internal petting and the insertion of a third finger, she was panting lightly and I had to have her. In the back of my mind I half expected Sam to come bounding up and ruin the whole thing, but as I slipped my fingers out of Mary's cunt and positioned myself behind her, not a sound could be heard. The flock were grazing quietly, paying little attention to something which must have been a common thing to happen... between two sheep at least. I first sniffed her juices on my fingers, then tasted them. They were sweet but had a bitter aftertaste; all the grass no doubt. Still, the smell was clean and inviting. I smeared the rest of the juice on my cock, held it in my hand and aimed. She was wide open, ready and waiting for me. And then I was finally inside her. It was not unlike a human cunt at first, but then, once I was completely in, her muscles tightened, almost forcing me back out. When she relaxed again, I pressed in once more, and I could feel the tip of my shaft pressing into a barrier which must have been her womb. Then she tightened again and didn't let up, and without even knowing it, I came deep into my ewe's cunt, splashing my foreign seed into her deepest space. Her powerful muscles milked my cock, and I came like I'd been celibate for years. It seemed like I was pumping a gallon of sperm into her, and under the pressure my cock quickly deflated and slipped from her lips. As I savored the release, Mary trotted away, back into the flock, with remnants of my creamy fluid dripping from her cunt, which was tightly closed now. I wished I could have given her more pleasure, but as I said, I didn't know whether ewes could have orgasms. Even if they could, at that point I felt drained, sated, and wanted nothing more than to return to the beach and sleep. The evening was wearing on as I made my way back, and it was close to nightfall when I heard Sam's familiar bark and saw the pale form of Kate waving. "Do you feel better?" she asked me later as we lay curled together by the dying fire. I pondered this question. "Yeah," I finally replied. "Yeah, I do." And I kissed her, which almost led to more exciting things except I fell asleep halfway through the kiss. A full explanation could wait until morning.

"Morning. You want some coffee?" Carrie says to her husband Eric while she was washing dishes. "No thanks." Eric walked behind his wife and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Did you fix the basement door? Because you know you can only open the door from the outside." He moved his hands to her nice and soft ass and squeezed them "Yes, I fixed it last night." He moved her long light brown hair to the side and kissed the back of her neck. "Eric! Can you take out the trash please?" Eric sighed, picked up to the trash and went to the backyard. He seen his neighbor. "Hey, Mr. McLane" he said in a nice friendly way. Mr. McLane looked up at Eric and didn't say anything, just walked back into his house. Eric went back inside. She looked up at him and asked what was wrong. He said "Everytime I see Mr. McLane he doesn't say anything to me." She walked passed him putting a new bag in the trash can. "Who? Jack?" "It's that his name?" "Yeah. He wanted me to call him by his first name rather then his last. Because he said calling him Mr. McLane makes feel old." "The guy is 62." "Actually 55. But he's a nice man. I don't understand why he's acting this way. He never acts like that around me." She walked up to him and ran her fingers through his dark brown hair "Beside, he's probably jealous of you because you have someone that loves you deeply." He placed his hands on her hip "How deep?" She stood on her tippy-toes and whispers in his ears while reaching down his pants "This DEEP" then she drop to her knees. She began to lick and tease the tip of his 7 inch hard cock. She than slowly took his cock deeper in her mouth. She had every last bit in her mouth. "Mmm. Damn baby" he moans softly. She licked his sack until he got stiffer and stiffer. Then he stopped her and then she got on her feet. He than picked her up and carried her to the living room and layed her on the floor by the fireplace (which wasn't on). She took off her silky light pink robe and he took off clothes. He began to squeeze her 36C cup breast and lick her soft pink nipples. He slowly moved down to her thighs and began kissing them, while she play with her nipples. She than spred her legs and he moved in one her pink pussy which smelt like roses after her bath she had earlier. He started nibbling on her clit. She started rubbing her fingers through his head. He lick all around her pussy putting his tongue is her juicy wet hole. She moans in pleasure and delight. He slipped his index finger deeply into her hole, in and out faster and faster. "Oh, mmm, yeah Eric'" she moans and calls his name. Eric then sat up and pinned her legs up. He started teasing her pussy with his cock. "Oh Eric, I want you in me" she whispers slowly. Then slowly pushed it in deeper and deeper taking up every 7 inches. Faster he went by the moment. She rubbed his strong thick muscular body. He was beginning to feel to cum. Faster and faster he went and his face began to turn red, he was ready to cum. Then he shot a load on cum all in her pussy. Later the phone rings Eric went to go answer it. "Hello? Yeah this him. Work? It'a Saturday can I a least spend the day with my wife? (sighs) Alright. What time? Ok. Alright bye." He went up stairs to the bedroom where Carrie was. "Who was that on the phone?" she was in the bathroom taking a bath. "Jose. He wants me to go in right now" he walked in the their closet to get his work clothes. "When will you be home?" "Around 10:00 (pm)" " You want me to make you a lunch and have dinner ready when you get home?" "No I'll get somthing. Well, I'm leaving" "Ok" he walked over to the tub and kissed her good bye, then he left. She dried off and but on a clean robe. She went down stairs and seen a window opened. "How this get opened?" she said to herself. Then she heard a noise she didn't where it came from. So she went to the down stairs bathroom to get the dirty laundry out of the hamper. Then went to the basement to wash clothes. She left the basement door wide open because she wasn't sure about the door. While she was in the far corner of the basement with her back turned, then her the door closed."Eric?"she calls, but he wasn't there. She ran up the basement stairs and tries to open the door, but it was locked. "Shit." She went over to the shelf to get a srewdriver to unlock the doornob. Then someone called her name " Carrie". She turned around her and it was Mr. McLane. "Mr. McLane what are you doing here?" "Hey, remember call me Jack" "How you get in here, get the hell out my house." He slowly started walking towards her. "This how you treat all of your guests?" "Don't you come near me." He grabbed her wrist, she had the srewdriver in the hand. "Hey! Don't be mean. I'm a nice guy, remember?" "Let me go!" "Ya know, every since you and that husband of yours moved here. I wonder want it would be like to be with you Carrie. 'Cause I've been watching you." "You sick fuck". Then she spitted in his face. He closed his eyes and wiped his face. Then he looked at her with his evil green eyes. "You bitch" before she knew it she took a hard blow (a heavy hit) to the head and fell to the floor dropping the srewdriver. She was out. Than he ripped off her robe, pinned her arms over her head, dug into his pants took out cock, and began raping her. She finally opened her eyes and started screaming. He was fucker her really fast and hard. She wasn't enjoying it at all. She screamed more and then he slapped her across her face and made her lip bleed. " Shut up" he yells. She looked over to her right and seen the srewdriver. She started wiggling and shaking herself out of his tight grip. Then he finally got her legs free and she kicked him in the nuts. He grunted and let her go. She grabbed the srewdriver and tried to crawl away. But he grabbed her ankle then she stabbed him in his arm. He screamed, the she stabbed him again in hin left leg. She got up grab her robe ran up the basement stairs, unlocked the basement door with the srewdriver. And ran outside leaving him there and nevered turened back.

Amber and I both were learning our new roles as master and sex slave, I was quickly finding out that Amber appetite for sex was beyond my physical limits. My employee Jimmy came to me and said. “Unless you do something about Amber I am going to leave”. “What is wrong Jimmy” I asked? “She is a bitch; I will not take her attitude any more”. Jimmy is a 6ft tall black man who has been working for me for about six years. And while Jimmy is important to me and my company, He was not worth more then Amber. “Jimmy I will talk to her and ask her to adjust her attitude” I said. I was going to have to discipline her hard this time. “Please allow me to fix the problem Jimmy and I will get back to you ok” I said. I called my secretary and told her that I would be having a long lunch today, an asked her about Amber. “Has her attitude changed lately” I asked? “Some days she is good, But this last week she has been short with a lot of people” my secretary said. I though to myself that I had been not allowing Amber to service me most of this week because I was having a hard time keep up with the demands of our relationship. I called Amber to my office and told her that we were going out to lunch and to get her things and be ready to go. “Amber you have to stop bringing your feelings to work” I said. “I thought that you wanted me” she replied. “I do want you Amber, I can’t keep the pace for sex that you demand” I answered. “Can I make my booty calls for the times I have to have sex” she asked. “NO” I yelled. “I am your master and I will give you pleasure, and I will give you pain when I want to”. “Jimmy wants me to fire your ass, And I am not so sure he is not right” I yelled. “He is an idiot, all he wants is to fuck me and I keep turning him down” she shouted back. “He is making a play for you” I asked. “Yes, But I don’t like black men” she replied. An idea popped in to my head. We got back from lunch and I called Jimmy up front. “Jimmy I have talked to Amber and she has told me something’s” I said. “I would like you to stay after work tonight and I will tell you what I decided to do about the problems with Amber”. “Look if you are going to fire me, just do it” he said. “I have no plans to fire anyone so just be here after work and I will make it worth your while” I said. Just before 5:00 I went back and told Jimmy that he was to come to my office at 5:15 and that the door would be closed, but walk in any way. I walked the shop and made sure everyone else would be punched out at five. Shortly after five Amber came to my office. “Strip” I commanded her. She did as I said. “Kneel, head down” I commanded “knees open, shoulders back”. Minutes ticked away, I could see Amber becoming inpatient with me. “Hold your position slave” I commanded. 5:15 on the nose Jimmy walked in. Amber jumped, and tried to hide. “Hold your position slave” I commanded again. Jimmy just stood in the door with a smile from ear to ear. Amber moved back to her position that she had been before Jimmy walked in. “Jimmy I know that I don’t have to tell you this, But if anyone else hears of this I will fire you so fast you will be lucky to get your stuff off your desk” I said “Amber, you have not treated Master Jimmy with respect. You belong to Master Jimmy until I take you back” I said. “Jimmy please use Amber anyway you want. But please be careful she is not on the pill” I said. Amber did not move or say anything. I had lied to Jimmy about Amber not being on the pill. I wanted to see what he would do. “Please take her into the shop Jimmy, I still have work to do” I said. “Come on bitch I have a big black cock for you to suck” he turned and walked from the room. “Yes Master” Amber replied. I could hear the fear in her voice. After an hour passed I saw Jimmy pass my office. “Night boss, see you tomorrow” He said. I waited and still no Amber, so I walked back into the shop to look for her. I found her bent over a Pallet of paper. Her ass and pussy up in the air. I could see Jimmies cum dripping from her pussy. “Amber why did you not come back up front” I asked? “Master Jimmy told me not to move” she replied. “You may move to the floor slave, Assume slave position” I commanded. She quickly dropped to her knees. I walked around her looking at her amazing body. “Lift your ass up two inches slave” I commanded She did as I told her. I could see an incredible amount of sperm pouring out of her sweet bald pussy. “What did Master Jimmy do to you Amber” I asked “He made me say how much I needed his cock, how much I wanted to eat his cum” she said. “What else did he make you do” I asked? “He made me put my mouth on his cock and beg for him to fuck my mouth” she said. “Did he fuck your mouth” I asked “Yes master” she replied “Did he feed you his sperm” I asked “Yes master” she said “I see from the sperm dripping on my floor that he fucked your pussy” I said. Amber giggled “He wanted to give me a black baby” she said. “Why did you tell him I was not on the pill” she asked. “I thought he would like the idea of giving you a baby” I said. “He fucked my pussy as hard as anyone has ever fucked me” she said. “He made me beg him for a black baby” “I need to pack up to go home. Please lick up the sperm you are dripping on my floor” I said. “Yes master” she replied. I watched her move an start licking Jimmie’s cum from the floor, she seemed to relish the flavor of his sperm. I made my rounds to my clients that I had a long standing with, and invited them to my cabin for the weekend. I let them know that I planed some female entertainment for them. My last customer was a real appointment. We had been working on a job for the last three weeks and I just wanted to touch base. Katie was a very sexy brunette in her mid thirties. She and I had known each other for many years. Katie and I had never dated, but I felt the attraction was there. “I hear that you have a weekend planed” she said. I must have looked shock. “A boys weekend I hear” she said with a smile. “I a… well I a… Yes I called some of the guys and I lined up some entertainment for us” I said “I want in” she said. “I don’t think it’s a good idea, the guys won’t let their hair down and may not have fun” I said. “I won’t get in the way of the strippers” she said. “I don’t have strip…the entertainment will be ah sexual” I said. “Oh so you have hookers servicing the guys” she said with some disappointment. “I ... No I don’t. I have a special girl she is not a hooker” I said. “Amber is going to service ten guys” Katie said. “Amber who said anything about Amber. No not Amber no” I said. “OH so Amber is not your personal sex slave” Katie said. I don’t think I fell out of my chair. But I was clearly not on my game. “Us girls do talk, Master” Katie said. “Amber told you about us” I said. “Yes and I want in. please” she said. “Katie the guys are going to be… fucking Amber. I don’t know if they will with you there” I said. “I will service the guys too” she said. “You will let any and all the guys who want to, Have sex with you” I asked. “I will not be a slave. But yes I will turn no one down. And will allow the guys to have any part of me they want. I will even do groups” she said quietly. “Ok I will let you in. But while you will not be a slave you will have to follow my directions” I said. I could see the look on Katie’s face “I will be giving commands to Amber. And you may not interfere with the master slave structure” I said. “I expect Amber to do everything I command” I said. “Yes Master” she said joking. “You should not call me master. Unless you mean it” I said. “Other wise I would be giving you commands now” I said. “Oh what commands would you be giving me now” she teased. I smiled and felt my cock growing hard. “I would tell you to strip and then I would have you relieve me so I could walk out of the room.” I said fearlessly. “Well I won’t strip. But I will suck your cock, to show good faith for the weekend” she said. My cock was busting out of my pants. I watched Katie get up and walk to the door, and lock it. “Please stand” Katie said. I stood up and Katie can over and dropped to her knees. She then unzipped me and reach into my pants to free my throbbing hard on. I watched Katie open the sweet mouth and suck my cock so softly, so tender I could barely feel her touch. I felt the warmth of her mouth, the caress of her tongue on the under side of my shaft. It felt more like a sacred experience than a sexual one. She slowly built up the speed and pressure of her sucking. I was feeling the pressure of orgasm building in my balls. I loved the look of her head bobbing up and down on my cock. Katie was moaning softly as she sucked me. Again she increased intensity of her sucking. The thought of standing in Katie’s office having her suck my cock was bring me to the edge of orgasm. “Katie” I said “I am about to cum” Katie went into a frenzied sucking of my cock like it was the last cock she would ever have. I blew my load into her mouth. And she hungry swallowed it down. “That was amazing” I said. Katie smiled up at me, with cum still coating her lips. “Am I as good as Amber” she asked? “Yes” I said. “In some ways better, there is something to be said for experience”. Katie smiled “I hoped you would like it”. “How come we never got together before this” I asked? “You never asked” she replied. I left Katie feeling bewildered, here was a women I would love to have a relationship with a while I loved Amber it was not the same. Katie was closer to my age and had more in common with me. The big weekend came and I found myself looking forward to seeing Amber and Katie in Action. The guys came to the cabin early, and I had asked Katie to bring Amber. I had told the guys that they would know the two ladies who had agreed to fuck our brains out. And to respect them for their privacy out side the events of the weekend. There would be no pictures or video this weekend. When Amber and Katie arrived the guys seemed shocked to know that it was Amber and Katie who would be having sex with them. I could see that Amber and Katie both were nervous. I did not give Amber much chance to settle in. “Amber is my sex slave” I announced. “She will be available for sex as soon as I give her the commands”. “Katie is not a slave, but has agreed to not refuse anyone sex this weekend”. “But to make things a little more interesting, I am making some changes”. “Amber will not be allowed to be fucked in her ass or pussy until tomorrow”. I could see the look of surprise on every ones face. Katie went from nervous to scared at the though she may be fucking ten guys tonight. “Amber will also be given to Katie for tonight” I said. “Katie will decide if you guys are allowed to have Amber suck or jerk you off”. Amber’s face was flush; I know this was not what she planed. “So Katie I formally give my slave to you for use” I said. Some of the guys cheered others smiled and clapped. Katie stepped up and said “Michael please come and remove Amber‘s top”. Michael jumped at the chance. “George please come and remove Amber’s shoes” “Frank please come and remove Ambers bra” Katie waited for a while allowing the guys to soak up the vision of Amber’s sweet young breasts. “Bobby please remove Amber’s pants” Katie said. Again she waited. She stepped up to Amber her self, and slowly reached for the waist ban of Amber’s panties. The whole time she made eye contact with Amber. I could see the guys staring at Amber and Katie waiting for what was to come. Slowly Katie leaned into Amber and slowly softly kissed her on her lips. Amber’s face flushed, but she responded to Katie’s kiss. Katie slid her hand into Amber’s panties. Amber opened her legs. I could only guess that Katie’s fingers where pushing into Ambers hungry pussy. Amber let out a moan, and opened her legs further. Suddenly Katie stopped and pulled her hand from Amber’s panties. Katie’s fingers were slick with Amber’s juices. She turned to the guys and slowly started to lick her finger. My cock was so hard it hurt. “What to see more boys” Katie asked sensuously? “Yes” ten guys replied at once! “Than us girls need to see ten hard cocks cheering us on” Katie said. The guys started tearing their clothes off, who needs buttons! Katie turned back to Amber and slowly removed her panties. Once she had them in hand, she turned them inside out and showed the guys how wet Amber’s pussy was. “Now boys who wants a souvenir” as she held out Amber’s panties? All the guys started shouting. “Ok boys hold it down I will tell you how to get Ambers panties in just a bit” Katie said. “Now come over here and properly introduce yourselves to this amazing young lady”. As the guys gathered around Amber. Katie stepped off to the side and went into the kitchen. I was curious about the guys with Amber. But I wanted to watch Katie too. The guys had moved in each kissing Amber and feeling her up. Hands were disappearing into here pussy. Amber looked dizzy from all the attention she was getting. Katie walk back out of the Kitchen completely nude. I don’t think I have ever seen a lady so beautiful. She carried her clothes in her arms as she walked in. Katie is much smaller than I thought she was, I guess I had always seen her in heels. Her breasts looked round and firm, and her pussy was trimmed neatly into dark brown line leading the way to her pussy. The guys stopped and just watched her walk in. I think even Amber was caught up in Katie’s entrance. “Now boys form a circle and gather round, I want you to see how a woman can make love to another woman” Katie said with a delicate smile. Katie gently laid Amber on the floor and she lay on top her kissing passionately. Katie whispered something Amber and Amber’s hand moved to Katie’s pussy. The guys all formed a circle around the girls, as we witnessed two wonderful women kissing and gently exploring each others bodies. Katie moved off of Amber and looked up at the guys around here. “Ok boys here is were you earn Ambers panties, Amber and I want to play. And while we play we want you to give us your sperm to play in. We want you to shower us with cum, so that we can share it and rub all over our bodies”. “The first one to feed us your cum will win Amber wet panties” Katie said. Katie began kissing Amber again rubbing her hands over her breast, pinching her nipples. Amber responded to Katie running her hands over Katie’s body. As if by magic Katie produced a cucumber from her clothes she had carried in. Amber smiled and asked Katie “what are you going to do with that mistress“? “I don’t answer to slave sluts” Katie responded. Katie moved to Amber’s side and commanded her “pull your legs up and open them slightly”. Katie put the cucumber at the entrance; she looked up at the guys furiously pounding their cocks. Slowly she pushed the cucumber gently into Amber pussy. A moan escaped Amber’s lips. Amber pulled her legs up more. Katie pushed the cucumber deeper into Amber’s pussy and then pulled it out completely. She showed the guys the cucumber. Katie started to push in and out of Amber’s sweet pussy with the cucumber. Masturbating her faster and faster. Suddenly Peter let out a loud moan and exploded his sperm over Amber’s tits Amber responded by rubbing Peter’s cum all over her nipples. Katie pushed the cucumber deeper into Amber and held it there. One by one the guys shot there sperm onto Amber and Katie. Covering them in a sticky film of cum. Katie and Amber quickly started rubbing the sperm over each other, like it was some kind of skin lotion. They began licking each others breasts and stomach eating there way to each other pussies. Katie pulled the cucumber from Amber’s pussy and then began to eat Amber’s pussy for all it was worth. The guys started jerking off again moving closer to the girls on the floor. Amber positioned her self to be able to lick Katie’s pussy. Moans of passion escaped the girls as they hungrily licked and sucked on each other. The girls seemed lost in their love making as the guys circle moved ever closer. One of the guys Michael, I guess could not wait. He reached out and grabbed Katie head and guided it to his cock. Katie moved off of Amber and sucked Michael deep into her mouth. Bobby helped Amber up and pushed his cock in her face. Amber rubbed the cock over her face but did not take it in her mouth. Bobby kept pushing it at her, “Suck it Amber Suck my cock”. Amber refused to take him, I smiled. She was fully trained now; Amber would not take his cock until commanded to. Katie took her mouth off of Michael long enough to say “Suck any cock offered”. With that Amber jumped on Bobbie’s cock sucking him fast and furious. I knew Bobby would not last long, Katie was making Michaels knees weak “I cumming, I cumming” Michael cried. Katie swallowed down Michaels offering. Amber made a noise as Bobby flooded her with his sperm. The both quickly moved on to the next cock and began sucking. It seemed like a race both ladies moved from cock to cock; I was amazed at their speed. Amber was just slightly faster than Katie; having experienced both I could see that Katie seemed to be savoring the moment more than Amber. Soon Amber was finished and she was licking her lips to get any sperm she missed. Amber did not move to me because I had not offered my cock to her. Katie finished with George taking his sperm on her tits. “Come slave clean me with your mouth” Katie commanded Amber Amber moved quickly to lick the sperm from Katie’s body, the guys continued to watch the action. But I could see most had had their fill of the ladies for the night. “Katie” I said. “Come with me to bed for the night” Katie smiled at me and looked to Amber. “Boys Amber will continue to service any who have needs, but she can’t be fucked”. I lead Katie to my room and to my bed. That night Katie and I made love, not sex, not Fucking, Just plain love. Part III the rest of the weekend. Coming soon.

Anyone keeping up with current news has definitely heard of the 3 hurricanes that hit Florida in 2004. I can't even remember their names and it is not really important for this story anyway, but if it had not been for the hurricanes none of this would have ever happened. Let me start by giving you some background as to how another chain of events merged with the unfortunate weather to bring my sexual encounter with mom about. I am the baby of four brothers and had a sense that something was wrong with mom and dad's marriage for quite a while; however, like most parents they lived by the motto "we will stay together until the kids go to college." Well there is five years of difference between me and my closest sibling and mom and dad were getting antsy. When I was 14 they split and mom moved to the coast while dad stayed in our home city. I chose to stay with dad mostly because all of my friends were close and I wanted to stay at the same school. My dad is a contractor and during the summer I would make extra money by helping his workers do various tasks; not the least of which, was roofing. This is the final piece of puzzle that put me and mom under the same roof, alone, for days on end. When the first hurricane hit the east coast of Florida it was really no big deal. It pretty much came from Tampa and was really weak by the time it made it's way all the way across the state. However the second one was more of a direct hit on the east coast. While my parents have a good amount of money they could not afford to pay for two houses after the split, so mom bought a used townhouse for a place to stay. Needless to say, the 25 year-old townhouse did not hold up that well in the winds of the second hurricane and one of the first things to go was the roof. It was not completely torn off, but there was a lot of leaking and damage. Thankfully the cell phone service still worked so mom called dad to see if she could get a hand in repairing her roof. Of course they got into a big argument when dad said he had all the business he could handle and there was no way he could help. Personally I think he said that just to piss her off, but later you could tell my dad felt bad. So his option was to have me drive to the coast with a few supplies to see if I could patch the roof until it could be proplerly fixed. Upon arrival the roof was worse than it sounded over the phone, I did the best I could but there was not enough supplies to do a great job. Mom's upstairs not only had leaks but it also smelled pretty bad from the water saturating the carpet. Needless to say the power was out so there was no way to hook up fans to air out the townhouse, as a result mom pulled one double matresses downstairs on the living room floor. The first 2 of the 7 days I was there I spent most of my time working on the roof and me and mom drove around the local area to see all of the damage caused by the hurricane. I was pretty much exhausted at night time and would pass out on the couch while mom slept on the matress. Once the roof was finished I told mom I would stay for a couple of days to help with the cleaning and make sure she was OK. We did a lot of talking and walking aroung the neighborhood, but both admitted we were bored out of our minds with no TV and no computer. One night when going to bed I noticed mom popping some pills and asked her what they were. It turns out since leaving my dad she had taken a turn for the worst. She had been seeing a local family doctor for depression and had become a regular pill popper. Anti depressants and sleeping pills were the norm for her now and also a lot of nights crying alone watching TV. I felt really horrible to hear my mom spilling her guts and it felt a little awkward so I was glad when the sleeping pills kicked in and knocked her out. However, I was not sleepy and sat there on the couch thinking and looking at my mom. She is an average looking lady but she is pretty thin in spite of having 4 kids. She has small petite breasts and shapely hips. It was hard to see a lot of detail in the dark but I could certainly make out the curves of her 130 pound body. At the young age of 17 this was turning me on, sure I had gotten some play on the couch, or in the car from various high school girls, but I had never been in the same room watching a woman fall asleep. I think it was that first night that I came up with a plan. This was night 3. On the fourth night I acted like I was bored out of my mind again with lack of TV and asked if I could have one of her pills and turn in early. She said that was fine and gave me one of her prescription strength pills to take. Judging by the way she was knocked out the night before I knew mom would think that I passed out. So, I faked taking the pill and layed down on the double bed on the floor of the living room. Up until now mom had slept on the bed and I had slept on the couch behind her, but now I was faking to be sound asleep on the double matress. However, I did not want to scare her off so I faced away from where she would lay down and gave her plenty of room to slide in beside me. Much as I had hoped I heard mom rattling around with her pill bottles and she soon slid into the bed beside me. By this time I had a raging 7 inch hard on. I could not believe things had turned out the way I had planned them. But now I did not know what the hell to do. It is kind of like climbing the ladder to a high dive and then not having the guts to jump off once you get up there. But I knew I had all night and mom had just begun the deep breathing of a drug induced sleep. Now bear in mind I had no intentions of raping my mother, however I did want to take a peek at as much as I could while she was asleep. This was made harder by the fact that there was no light in the house but it was also made easier by the fact that it was hot and humid as hell in the old townhouse. Not only were the windows open, but mom also only wore a thin T-shirt with silky panties to bed. Unfortuantely, for me though she never moved much during her deep sleep and she was laying on her side, so it was difficult to see anything except the curve of her great ass covered by panties. I soon got tired a fell asleep myself. The next morning I awoke much in the position I layed down, but with one major difference: my mom was on my side of the bed with her breasts pushed firmly into my back and her arm across my stomach. She seemed to be asleep but her breathing was not nearly as deep as last night. I began to feel my penis swelling and tried to control it but it had a mind of it's own. I was getting a little concerned because if it came straight up it would probably brush against mom's arm on my stomach. Fortuantely, my cock slid sideways and was safe from alarming mom. I purposely began to grow restless hoping mom would roll over. It was starting to get light and I knew I would be able to see more now. After a little encouraging my mother rolled on her other side now facing away from me. I thought to myself 'turn about is fair play,' why can't I do the same thing to her? So, pretending to still be asleep I rolled over and put my arm around my mother. I was a little nervous about sliding my hips forward because I still had a 7 inch boner. But much to my terror mom soon changed position so that she had moved her ass right onto my cock. I was scared to move, but at the same time I began to feel my heart pound, not only in my chest but also in my cock. I could not believe how intense the feeling was. Unfortuantely, it did not last for long. Mom awoke and began to stretch, as she stretched she leaned forward which pushed her ass even more firmly into my cock. I know she felt it because in mid-stretch she froze. " Oh Shit" I thought and i squeezed my eyes closed hoping she would think I was asleep. It worked and mom did not move for a quite a while, which was in reality only a few seconds. When she did roll away she did something quite amazing to me, she lifted up the covers and let out a little girlish giggle. The only thing I could think was that she was staring at the bulge in my shorts. On night 5 we still did not have power and we were both aggravated by the set of circumstances we found ourselves in. Mom had said nothing about the morning episode all day so I figured she thougth it was an accident and no harm was done. She was also probably a little embarrassed that she had given her son such a hard on. This night I did not want to push my luck so I offered to sleep on the couch. Mom asked me if it was comfortable and I lied telling her it hurt my back a little. She said if I wanted I could sleep on the bed with her again tonight. I said that would be great if she did not mind to which she replied "No, I don't mind at all." There was just a hint of insinuation in her tone. Later I found out why. She had her same thin T-shirt on for bed, but I later discovered she had worn thong panties underneath. We went to bed the same as the night before, not touching, but our morning games were soon to start. I did not sleep well at all, I was restless as hell while all the while, but mom slept the night away. This is when i poked my head under the thin sheet to see her lucious ass . Unlike before when it was covered by panties I could now see the whole thing. It was just so dark it was difficult to see as much as I would have liked. So, I got the idea to throw the covers off me and lift them a little so I would have a little more light. Man her ass looked great, the swelling in my cock and balls was painful now because it was difficult to masturbate with mom around all the time. I had gotten a serious case of the blue balls. I very carefully and slowly inched my way down trying to get my face inches from her ass. I wanted to take a peek at her asshole if I could, but was I in for a suprise. Her asshole was hidden between her soft butt cheeks, but the G-String did little to cover her pussy from this view. In fact, the G-string disappeared into her pussy lips. My face was less then a foot from mom's pussy. Man I wanted to bury my face into it, but if I got too close the light from the sliding glass door was blocked out so I just stayed there getting a nice back end view of my mother's ass and pussy. This is sort of where things began and my mom later confessed to me she had stopped taking her sleeping pills after our morning encounter of the fourth night. Mom began to stir, but she still acted like she was asleep. Thank God because my face was just inches from her ass. She rolled over onto her back and threw the covers off. By now I was back in position faking sleep. But I soon peeked to see mom flat on her back with her knees up. "I gotta see this" I thought and slowly began to creep down the bed , but the only way I could pull it off was to slide off the bed a kneel at the front of it, which was easy because the bed was on the floor. As I moved into position mom stirred and reached down and seemed to be scratching between her legs. What she had actualy done was pull the thong out of her pussy and move it to the side, but she did not change position. After a few minutes I continued to move into view, and there it was. I will never forget seeing her pussy in full view for the first time. It was shaved nicely and she had small, but swollen pussy lips. I could also begin to see the hint of her asslhole and could definitely see her brown eye. I was getting really horny now but I still did not dare touch my mom. She had always been strict when we were growing up and while my boyhood fantasies of fucking mom were still alive I still respected her as a parent. So once she rolled over I layed back in bed and rubbed my hurting cock. The following morning I played the game of putting my arm around her while pretending to be asleep, I got closer with my hips and pushed my ever present 17 year old boner against her naked ass. She stirred a, little but like me, pretended to be asleep. If only my cock were out of my shorts. I looked down and except for my shorts it looked just like me and mom were fucking. With her G-String she appeared naked from the waist down from behind. Unconciously my cock twitched in my shorts and pushed firmly against mom's ass. She stirred but in a different way this time. Instead of rolling away, or toward me she wiggled her hips. It was almost a reflex reaction when I also moved mine and pressed my cock into her butt cheeks. She continued to move as did I and before I knew it I was dry humping mom from behind. It felt so good to have mom's ass presses firmly against my cock. I was unsure what to do next and mom broke the ice by getting up out of bed. I thought I was in huge trouble, but mom just stared at me and looked down at my cock. I was getting pretty uncomfortable when she said she was going to get dressed and go to the store for some food and ice. It seemed weird but mom was also having mixed emotions about this. She said I sould stay here and do some work to try an clean up the upstairs. I agreed because it would finally give me some time to jack off without mom around. It probably only took 20 strokes and I came in about 5 huge squirts. The orgasm was a mix of pleasure and pain from the huge build up of pressure, but afterward I felt much better. Mom took a long time at the store and I was beginning to get worried, but she returned with the explanation of long lines of people without power waiting for ice. She also mentioned that dad had called and asked if I had finished the roof because he could sure use my help. Mom told him that I had about 1 day left of helping out and I would be home tomorrow. I was a little disappointed with the news especially after the morning encounter. Night 6 - the final night - and I did not mind showing my disappointment throughout the day, but I still figured that I had one more night. Mom said she had a suprise for me tonight and I wondered what it was. Of course my mind went immediately to sex, but I did not dare let on that I had this in mind. Instead mom had bought a six pack of cola and a bottle of spiced rum. She said it would be fun and would give me a good send off since I was going home tomorrow. She mixed mine really weak and hers really strong and we joked back and forth mostly about me being a "light-weight." It was true. I was starting to feel a buzz after the first drink. It was dark outside and now and mom said she was feeling a little drunk and was going to lay down. I agreed and layed down as she went into the bathroom to wash up and put on her night clothes. She stayed in the bathroom quite a while and I later found out why. Mom had not had sex in 3 years so she was pulling out all the stops. She had a large syringe that she inserted into her ass to wash it out and make sure it was clean. She then used something called Astrogilde to lube up her asshole so my 7 inch cock would slide in and out easily. She finally came out and appeared in the darkness to have the same night clothes as days one, but tonight there was one big difference. She did not have any panties on. I had also been thinking about what would happen if I got the chance to press my cock against moms ass again, and while I was not as bold as her I did slip on a pair of track shorts with short loose fitting legs and removed my underwear. Neither of us spoke as we lay in bed, but I think we both had the morning episode on our minds. Instead of faking sleep this time I turned toward mom and put my arm around her waist. She was facing away from me again as I pressed my cock against her ass. I waited for her to move. Nothing happened. After about 5 minutes she reached down and pulled her T-shirt up to her stomach. I still thought she had on the g-string from the night before. She now slowly wiggled and pushed her hips back into mine. I soon followed suit and before I knew it we were dry humping again. But tonight was completely different. It soon became apparent that the silky track shorts I had on were not doing the job of contaning my cock. It flopped out of the shorts and was rubbing against the naked flesh of mom's ass. It probed as if it had a mind of it's own a pressed frirmly against mom's asshole but right before I penetrated her she tightened her ass so that my cock slid between her butt cheeks. We were sweating and breathing hard now. The sweat and Astroglie lubed her butt cheeks nicely and I dry humpued them for all I was worth. I soon was unable to control myself and came all over mom's ass and back. I started to say I was sorry, but mom urged me not to talk. I guess it was easier for her if she did not hear the voice of her baby son. I never lost my boner as mom rolled me onto my back. She reasched down and grabbed my shorts placing my cock back inside. I then lifted my hips as she pulled them off. After removing my shorts mom took off her t-shirt and wiped off the cum that I sprayed all over her ass and back before tossing it aside. She leaned forward and I thought we were going to kiss but instead mom started sucking on my chest. Slowly she worked her way down to my stomach, her warm mouth made me pay attention to every detail. Some of the cum from my orgasm had gotten on my stomach and mom licked up every drop of it. Finally she reached my cock. She did not engulf my cock with her mouth at first, instead she squeezed it with hers hands and gobbled up the rest of the cum from the dry humping. Now that she had eaten all the cum from the previous orgasm she wanted more. Slowly she inserted the head of my cock into her mouth and worked her way down. It felt so good it is hard to describe. A lot of the sensation was mom's ability to suck cock, but I think a lot of it had to do with the build up over the past few days. Further down her mouthslid until my entire seven inches disappeared. That's right, mom can deep throat and she did not even gag. She was building a steady rhythm now while using her hand to jack me off. I especially liked it when she would jack me off while licking the head of my cock. I felt the orgasm building again, this would be my 3rd one today and in spite of the previous 2 orgasms I covered teh inside of mom's mouth with several squirts of cum. She just stayed there sucking up every drop like a woman starving to death. When she was sure every drop was gone she came up and layed beside me and said "your turn." Like mom I got in between her legs and leaned forward. This put her soft breasts right in my face. I just stared at them when mom reached down and grabbed them from the sides and pushed them together. I took this as a sign that she wanted me to suck them and I was glad to oblidge. I concentrated on one breast until mom squirmed sideways and pushed the other one in my face. I sucked them hard like I was trying to get milk out of them, but instead I got a bitter tasting substance. Mom had pushed her breasts so close together that I could easily go from one nipple to the next without moving much. After about 10 minutes of serious titty sucking and showing no signs of going anywhere I felt mom push gently on the top of my head. I was not as slow as her and quickly found her naked pussy right in my face. I eagerly dove in. Her pussy tasted so clean. I was used to high school girls who lube up like crazy, I guess older women don't lube as much which makes their pussies nice and clean tasting. I tried to stick my tongue in as far as it would go. Mom groaned in obvious pleasure and began to squirm a little. As she squirmed she raised her hips and I soon found myself staring at the lucious asshole I had been trying to see since I had been here. She rubbed it in my face and I could not resist sticking my tongue in it. It was not easy to penetrate but with enough force I could get my tongue about halfway in. This really drove mom crazy and her hips were wiggling even faster now. Finally I heard her say lick me here. She had taken both hands and pulled her pussy lips open at the top exposing her clit. I did not realize at the time that while mom was getting off she could not cum from me licking her pussy and ass. So I did as she said and started licking the flesh between her fingers. There was a little bump there and the more I licked it the more she groaned. Soon she began to jolt and quiver violently raising her ass off the bed for a few seconds. I did not know to stop so she soon put her hand down and made me quit. For a moment I just lay there with my head on mom's stomach. Her stomach made a funny noise which broke the ice and she whispered "come here." I started to slide to the side and lay beside her, but she used her knees to keep me between her legs. "Are you OK" she asked. I did not know what to say so I just said "Fine." As I slid in between mom's legs she was still wet from her orgasm and my spit, so my cock had no trouble sliding in . It was unreal how tight mom's pussy was. Me and my friends at school had always joked "small tits tight pussy", but I had no idea. Her pussy gripped my cock around every inch. She tightened up a little, perhaps not expecting my dick to slide all the way in on the first try. She just looked at me and finally for the first time in our lives we passionately kissed. As my lips met mom's she began to move her hips much like when we were dry humping, but now it felt so much better. I began to pick up the rhythm and before long I was sliding my cock almost all the way out and forcefully jamming it back deep into my mother. She grunted and groaned as I stared at her face, taking in every expression of pleasure and pain. "Don't cum" she said since she still had plans for anal sex. I was not even sure if I could cum again since I had already cum 3 times in about 12 hours. So instead I pounded mom's pussy as hard as I could. The harder I fucked her the more she seemed to enjoy it. Finally, she came again with me on top of her. I felt close to cumming for the fourth time so I stopped and pulled out. Mom just lay there panting. We had been at it for a good 2 hours now, but mom still wanted to be ass fucked. After a few minutes mom moved to the top of the matress and leaned against the couch, I could not wait to do her doggy-style, but I soon found out she had something else in mind. I eased in behind her and put my cock in her pussy. This time I fucked her slowly so I could see my dick squeezing in and out of her. As I fucked her mom reached down and grabbed my hand and placed it between the crack of her ass. I was not sure what she wanted so I just rubbed up and down, all the while fucking her doggy-style. She then took one of her fingers and put it in her mouth, reached back and inserted it into her asshole. Now I knew what she wanted. I moved her hand away and stuck my thumb deep into her asshole. She really groaned now and started to lean back into my cock. "More" she said and again with my lack of experience I was dumbfounded until she touched my hand. Now I realized she wanted me to put more fingers in hers ass. I had to almost pull my cock all the way out of her pussy to put more fingers in, but I did not mind. I had never played with an asshole before and found it very enjoyable. Her ass was slippery due to the astroglide and before I knew it two fingers were easily moving in and out. Once she was convinced she could accomodate the size of my cock she reach back and pushed on my stomach. Once I was completely out of her she grabbed my cock with the same hand and guided it into her asshole. I was suprised how much warmer it was than her pussy. It was a little tighter than her pussy as well, but not much. "Oh God" she said as my entire 7 inches slid inside her, but because her asshole is higher than her pussy in this position I could not fuck her hard. She soon caught on and widened her knees so that her ass was lower. Now it was just right. I thought about how wild mom went when I was on top of her fucking her hard, so I began to pump her ass for all it was worth. She went really crazy now. Pushing her ass back into me ass I thrust my hips forward. I reached down and grabbed her ass cheeks so I could see my cock squeeze in and out. I was not sure but I swore she had an orgasm and I was also feeling another one build. I could not believe I was going to cum for the fourth time in one day. I pounded and humped until finally after about 15 minutes of steady anal sex I came all in mom's asshole. As my cock twitched, squeezing out the cum, mom made little whimpering sounds. I left my dick in for quite a while as I leaned against her. Finally it softened and slipped out. It was now about midnight. Mom got up and got each of us took a sleeping pill. I took it this time and passed out. When I woke in the morning mom was fully dressed and said I should pack. I was devastated and thought she was mad and that we had screwed up our relationship, but as I was getting ready to leave she explained that she never wanted either of us to talk about last night to anyone. Not even our best friends. I agreed and thought that we would probably never do anything like this again, but as I was leaving mom gave just a hint that "If you want to come back and spend the night after I get things cleaned up you can?" HHHMMMMM! Something tells me I will take her up on her offer.

Dear Adelle: The other night, after our exchange of e-mails, I asked my daughter Beth if she ever thought about sex. She said, in typical teen fashion, "Mo-om!!!" But then she admitted that she had become interested in her developing body and had played with herself a little bit. I asked if she would mind showing me her body, and she giggled, but eventually lifted up her t-shirt and let me see her young breasts. They are still cone shaped and pointy at the tips. . .a lovely mouthful to be sure. I got bold and lifted her t-shirt over her head and felt her breasts with my fingertips, and then with my hands. She admitted that it felt good. When I moved my hands down to her panties she pulled away a little, but I assured her it was okay for a mother to see her daughter's privates. Then I lowered her panties over her thighs and knees, and after they puddled on the floor she kicked them away. I could tell they were damp and gave off a very pleasant, sexy scent. When I bent to plant a kiss on her pussy, which is covered with thin, curly hair, so soft to the touch, she demurred a little. But I looked up at her and smiled, and then she let me kiss her pussy lips. That's as far as we went that night, but I have a feeling there will be more to cum...er, come! Love, Georgia ********************************************************************************************* Dear Adelle: Well, tonight things went a bit further. When Beth finished her evening shower I was there to dry her off, which I did with a mother's most tender attention, patting down her breasts, her back, her buttocks, and taking special care to dry the sweet crack that is her pussy. Then I had her sit down on the toilet seat while I dried her feet and legs, ending up at her crotch. I asked her if she would let her mother kiss her there again, and she just nodded and spread her thighs open for me. I bent and planted a light kiss on the tender lips of her vagina, but couldn't resist licking her slit with my tongue. Beth moaned and thrust her pussy into my face as I began to lick and suck in earnest, tasting the sweet musk that my daughter was producing in her developing teenaged body. Beth squirmed and moaned in a lovely orgasm while I cupped her ass cheeks and pressed her into my hungry mother's mouth. When she finished gasping, she pushed my head away and bent to give me a nice, juicy kiss on the lips. I relished the idea that she could taste her own pussy juice on my lips and mouth. I sent her to bed then, and went to my own room and got myself off with my fingers, remembering every detail of my first sucking of my dear daughter's pussy. Love, Georgia ************************************************************************************* Dear Adelle: Well, my dear daughter and I have taken another step in our new relationship. When she came home from school this afternoon I was waiting for her, lying naked on my bed, and playing with my pussy. But if Beth was surprised by my being there in such a vulnerable position, I was even more surprised by the fact that my daughter was not alone! She had brought her friend Joanie home with her, and both girls were standing in the doorway, their eyes popping, and a shocked look on their faces. I tried to cover my pubic area with my hands, but it was a hopeless gesture since both girls had already seen me. I told them to come in and sit down on the side of my bed. I asked Beth what she had told her friend about our relationship, and she admitted that she had shared with Joanie the details of our earlier encounter in the bathroom. Joanie's eyes sparkled and she smiled shyly as Beth told me about her sharing this information and admitted that she had invited her friend over in the hope of being able to also share some sexual activity with me. I was flattered to think that my daughter was so favorably impressed by our mutual experience, and said that I would be happy to let Joanie join us if she would promise to keep our activities private. She assured me that she would love to do something sexy with Beth and me, and that she wouldn't tell a soul about our experience. With that assurance, I had Joanie stand up in front of me while I unbuttoned her blouse and revealed her sweet, youthful breasts, still cupped in her cotton bra. Beth removed the blouse and undid the back of the bra, letting it drop as I placed my hands on Joanie's breasts and massaged them gently, watching the little nipples sprout up in all their pink splendor. I bent and licked each nipple in turn, and felt the girl lean into me in her enjoyment of my motherly ministrations. Meanwhile, Beth had removed her blouse as well, and having no bra under it, she showed off her somewhat more developed breasts to her friend and invited her to sample them. When Joanie bent to kiss Beth's breasts I took advantage of the opportunity and undid Joanie's skirt and worked it down and off. Her panties were already moist at the crotch, and she wriggled her bottom as I worked them over her ass cheeks and hips, pulling them down to her feet and off. I sniffed the crotch of her panties, thrilling to the young teenager's pussy juice as it filled my nostrils. Having the girls stand there by the side of the bed seemed uncomfortable, so I told them both to climb on the bed with me. Joanie was naked now, and I instructed her to remove what was left of Beth's clothing, inviting her to smell the pussy juice in Beth's panties as she removed them while Beth lay on her back and let her friend do the work of slipping her panties off. When all of us were naked, I lay on my back with my legs open and instructed Beth to come and taste her mother's pussy while Joanie got acquainted with my breasts. Joanie took to sucking my breasts like a puppy nursing at it's mother's teats, while Beth lost no time in crawling up between my thighs to reach my wet and open pussy, the place from which she had emerged only thirteen years before. Her young tongue slurped over my pussy lips and found my clit with unerring accuracy, and I felt my body tingling into its first of many mini orgasms. Beth was a natural pussy licker, and I knew we were in for some very good times, both together and with some of my lesbian and bisexual friends. I moved Joanie up to kneel over my face, and I gazed in awe at the beautiful sight of her young pussy, barely covered with fuzzy pubic hair. She lowered her vagina to my lips as I pressed down on her small ass cheeks, and I was soon buried in the young girl's delicious passage of pleasure. Her taste was different than Beth's, but just as delicious in its own way. Finally, I couldn't stand any more of the continuous cumming that the lips and mouth of my daughter were giving me, and I told her to come up for air. Then I had the girls get into a 69 position while I watched them tongue each other into sweet orgasms while I caressed their buttocks and ran my fingers down into their pussy slits while they sucked each other's little cunnies. By the time we had all become exhausted from cumming so much, I suggested we get together in my big shower and help clean one another up. The girls laughed and played together even after I left the shower to go and make us some supper. I told them they didn't have to dress, and Joanie called her mother to get permission to spend the night. You can use your own imagination to picture how we spent the rest of the night. Love, Georgia

1. Often it’s the little things that change your life. Two lines of an old song, a trace of scent you all but forgot existed, a face in a crowd looking just like someone you knew and cared about… It sparks a thought, encourages a gesture, the little gears get in motion, the synapses start firing. The change is just an idea, weak, barely noticeable and unlikely to survive, but it snowballs on until there it is – a different life than the one you once knew. A new life, born of a small, insignificant seed. Then again, some lives take much more work to change. In Susan’s case it took anger, desperation, impatience, stubbornness, alcohol and frustration, all cemented together through a string of bad decisions and wrong choices. Looking back on unfortunate events, it is often easy to say they could have been avoided with just slightly more attention to detail. Susan will look back on the events of that night and what she will see is going to make her hate and despise herself. The hurt will pass, the shame may be suppressed, perhaps even forgotten, but the guilt will stay. Some changes are irreversible and this is exactly what Susan inflicted upon herself. There will be scars, oh, yes, there will be scars. It didn’t just happen, though, no. She brought it on. She was looking for it, she was asking for it. That much is clear to her. Susan isn’t stupid. It doesn’t take a stupid woman to be frustrated with her life. It doesn’t take a stupid woman to be angry at her husband. Hell, it doesn’t take a stupid woman to imagine that one evening spent away from home, responsibility gauge turned off for the occasion, will somehow bring some colour into the grey. Not that grey becomes any easier to bear tomorrow. No, the home, the kids, the church, the family weekends, the same commercials on every stupid TV channel, the same bed every night with the same words, gestures, foreplays, main courses, same moans and sighs, well rehearsed hundreds time over, they stay the same. The same problems, the same solutions, the birth and care machine running within the advertised parameters… Surely, there is no reason to complain? Either way, your warranty period is over and has been for a long time. No money back, no free drinks. Sorry. Susan slammed the door behind her. Looking back on it, it makes so little sense. How childish is it to walk out of the family house, refusing to tell her husband where she will be or even when she will be back? Fuck him, she thought, let him wonder. He deserves it. An evening with the girls, that’s all he needs to know. Let him wonder whether those girls sport penises in their underwear. Let him wonder whether those ‘girls’ will just have a few drinks, a few laughs and the obligatory few rounds of gossip, or whether they will fuck his pretty suburban wife, make her swallow some cock, come onto and into places he could never think of and perhaps even call her some names he’d never dare let pass his lips. But anyway. That was not the plan. That was a passing thought in Susan’s head. A chuckle on a back seat of a taxi while riding to the café. My wife, a slut. Hahaha, now there’s an idea. Let him wonder, let the bastard hurt a little, let him feel threatened, insecure and humiliated. He knows that men like to look at his wife. Come on, he is not stupid, he can tell his wife is attractive, he can see men are attracted to her, despite her age, pregnancies, despite her suburban ennui, he can see the stares in restaurants, church, theatre… Let him fry a little tonight. Let him wonder whether Susan’s had enough and whether she’s decided to accept one of those unspoken invitations. He could see the way she dressed, he could see the make up she put on. He could see the skirt she decided to wear was somewhat shorter than what usually passes for decency in soccer mom circles. He could see the cleavage that was suggesting more than just a friendly round of drinks with her female friends. He could see the high heels that will no doubt turn heads of men around Susan and produce comments about her legs and behind. Let’s give the man his due – he is not stupid. And Susan knew he was not going to try to stop her go out dressed like that – that would not be in his rational, mild nature – but she also knew he would be worrying. Oh, yes, let him worry. Let him worry what happened to his wife so that she got dressed like a slut, refused to even speak to him respectfully on her way out and click-click-clicked on her high heels towards the taxi that awaited. What her husband could not see was the face of a taxi driver in the rear view mirror. Nervous, quick glances framed by drops of sweat, glances hoping not to be noticed by the leggy passenger in the back seat and yet hoping to steal enough time so that the image of a tall, sexy woman riding towards her favourite café dressed like she is intending to make someone happy, remains firmly etched into the mind. Susan chuckled again. Of course she noticed the driver was looking at her. He was young and not looking particularly clean. A few ideas and images passing through her head sent a pleasant impulse down her spine. Remembering that those same ideas, albeit probably in a censored form should be forming in her husband’s head at exactly the same time made her feel even better. Dressing like a slut to piss your husband off is hardly a sin, or even a crime. It’s not even something one would call eminently stupid. Getting drunk is slightly higher on the list of stupid gestures but then again, sometimes we recognise despair only when we’re halfway to the oblivion. It’s just something people do. Those who haven’t been there may feel free to cast the first stone etc. So, yes, she got comments from her friends. Yes, all three of them commented on her legs, her skirt, her cleavage, her make up, this is just something girls do. It doesn’t matter whether they are fourteen, sixteen, twenty five, or, as in this case, in their forties. This is a girl thing. Susan laughed and sipped her cocktails as her friends used the words like ‘foxy’, ‘minx’ and felt the pleasant tremors in her lower belly when the words jokingly changed into ‘slut’ and ‘fucktoy’. It’s those moments when enjoying being sexy just because you are does wonders for one’s self-esteem. This is your fuel, Susan, it’ll keep you running for weeks, months, if you’re lucky. Cross your legs again, look at how sexy they look in black stockings, feel the fabric slither, hear the sound your long, manicured fingernails produce absently scratching against your thigh. Susan felt content. Being a woman, an attractive woman among other women who all acknowledged her looks and made very clear comments about her sex appeal is good. The only thing better is throwing some men in the mix, right? Was it the third or fourth cocktail in when Mick and Shane joined the group of merry women at their table? Susan was not sure. The other thing she normally wouldn’t be sure about was the logic behind having two men barely half her age join the group of female friends chatting about their husbands, sons, jobs, TV shows and sex. Normally, that wouldn’t have happened at all. Susan was surprised it did happen. Blame it on alcohol. Everybody would anyway. They did have quite a bit to drink, all of them, and they did channel their conversation into some kinky directions so far. Two young gentlemen approaching a bunch of ripe women (loud, somewhat indecent women, at that) politely asking whether they could join, pointing out at the crowded tables around them etc., well, that sounded logical at the moment. If we are to throw any accusations at Susan, reliance on logic should be one of them. Dressing like a slut and getting drunk and somewhat foul-mouthed is one thing. Believing that there is an undercurrent pattern in the world that will protect people who fail to protect themselves is quite another. Every day spent on Earth means you learn a difficult lesson. Susan will just pay for the lesson considerably more than the usual fee. Mick and Shane, both apparently of Irish origin (which may or may not account for the thin moustache of the former and the wild, curly hair of the latter) were apparently quick to assess the situation and adjust their tactics accordingly. Susan smiled in her mind. They were young and horny. They probably knew that they had no chance with a bunch of married women in their forties. But they decided to give their best under the circumstances. This is amusing, Susan thought, this is getting better and better. It did get better. Or worse, depending on the perspective. Susan could notice Mick’s and Shane’s gazes repeatedly skim over her breasts, legs and face, in quick feverish bursts. Boys will be boys, apparently, she thought. She smiled again, this time not only in her mind. Let them have some more, why not? Next time Mick’s eyes went downwards to get another shot of her long, slender legs she looked straight at him to show him she knew what was going on. Then she smiled (pre-emptying his possible reaction of panic and embarrassment) and crossed her legs, slowly, seductively, just for him. He noticed. He couldn’t have not noticed. Everybody noticed anyway. Shane noticed it, and her friends noticed it. That should have made her feel self-conscious in a less than positive way but it didn’t. Instead, it made her feel sexier and sluttier than before. The evening just got nastier than she had hoped for. And it felt good. Is there room for accusations here? Certainly, what Susan did crosses over into immoral territory? Then again, it just went on so naturally. As they say, one thing leads to another. And another. And another. How many drinks were there in the end? Susan will not be able to tell. Not tomorrow, not ever. Either way, there will be more serious matters to occupy her mind. The things kept leading one to another with seamless ease worthy of a good pulp novel. The conversation at the table gradually found itself confined in a triangle between Mick, Shane and Susan. The rest were locked out. Realistically, there wouldn’t be room for one more as sexual innuendo, of a subtle and less subtle kind, got passed between the three of them. Susan was looking at the men’s faces as they grew more and more aroused with her ambiguous suggestions, half-jokes and the way she kept changing the position in her seat. They want to fuck me, she said to herself. They would like to strip me and fuck me right here if the circumstances allowed. They probably never hoped to find a woman my age here, looking the way I do, acting like a sex crazed whore, like I do. I am sure they both have raging hard-ons in their baggy, faux-military style trousers. Susan crossed her legs once again, slowly, loving every second of it. Yes, just as they must have had erections, so were her panties wet with the excitement the evening provided. It was better than she had hoped for. She’d hoped for quick glances from men around her, perhaps a name or two thrown at her in the street by youths acting bold in front of their friends. That would have been enough. What she got here was so much better, so much more arousing. Two young men drooling over her, a verbal fuck session just barely disguised as a café conversation between almost strangers. Susan loved it. She will go home soon enough. She will go home and tease her husband until she admits it was just a proper night with the girls. She would fuck him too. But if he is not ‘down’ with it (as Mick and Shane would put it), she had her vibrator ready. Oh, yes, that will be a perfect punchline to a good evening. An orgasm concluding hours of deeper and deeper arousal and shameless, hot flirting with strangers half her age. Let us discuss guilt now. It wouldn’t exactly be true to say that Susan didn’t feel any guilt. After all, some of the things she said would make her blush quickly in any other situation. Some of the looks she directed at Mick and Shane would make her husband very angry if he were there to witness them. But, she thought, after all, this is just childish flirtation. There is no deeper meaning to any of this. I know that, they know that, there is no chapter two, no bad consequences. There is no harm in this. If there is one thing that Susan takes away from this night, which she can use later in life, let’s hope it is the knowledge of harm. Harm is always there. Harm is always around, infinitely patient, just awaiting an invitation. Susan produced a king-size invitation, complete with golden print and calligraphic handwriting. No matter how drunk, horny and desperate one gets, accepting a ride home from a pair of total strangers usually sounds like a bad idea. Susan usually knew bad ideas when she saw them. And, it is fair to say that she knew Mick and Shane offering to give her a ride home was a barely disguised suggestion of sex. She did refuse at first. Then they argued. More jokes. More innuendo. More pleasant tingling between her legs. These guys wanted her so bad. She could see the bulges in their trousers. Why not prolong the fantasy a bit longer? As long as she is in control, it will be fine. Control. One thing Susan was not in control of was that pair of long, slender legs, dressed in those slutty stockings and those fuck-me shoes. She did accept Shane’s help in getting up and leaned on him on their way out. Her friends cheered. At least she thinks they did. 2. Which part of town was this anyway? Susan’s head cleared a little. A tiny little bit. There are advantages to speeding after all, like the cool air that blew in her face through the window, making her less dizzy. She wasn’t sure how long the ride was taking though. Long enough to have to remove Mick’s hand from her shoulder twice so far. He was in a back seat, behind her and, yes, they both laughed about it. But now that she looked around, she started to wonder. “What part of town is this anyway?” she asked, as if this was another in the line of jokes for tonight. All of them laughed. “Where are you taking me boys?” “Wouldn’t you like to know, eh?” Mick said from the back “Wouldn’t she like to know, eh, Shane, eh? Shane laughed, nodding in approval. “No, seriously,” started Susan. “I have to get home… once.” They all laughed at this but Susan thought the message she was sending might not be clear enough so she added “Seriously, my husband will be worried.” That was the first time she ever mentioned her husband this evening even though it was obvious from the start that she was married. She just thought that mentioning him will make them aware of the generation gap the social gap and everything else that seems to have been erased in the last couple of hours. “Relax, ma’am” Shane said, turning a corner. “The hubby won’t have to worry for too long now.” He looked into the rear view mirror and stopped the car. Once the engine was off, the silence in the car became strange. Neither Shane nor Mick said anything. Susan felt there was some kind of a change in the air. It couldn’t just have been the engine going off. The radio was still on, the insect chatter and bursts of tiny white noise. “Where are we?” She didn’t like this any more. She didn’t like the fact that she didn’t even know what time it was. Perhaps drinking so much was not the brightest of ideas. There will be some headache tomorrow morning. Oh, yes. “No, just relax, ma’am, seriously.” Shane spoke slowly, reassuringly. The street around the car looked rather deserted. “It’s cool. We’re at my place. I thought we could have another drink there, have a few more laughs and then we’ll take you home to your hubby and kids.” Her kids? They knew about her kids? She did mention her kids then. Oh, God. What else did she mention and failed to remember or even register? Susan, you stupid bitch. You stupid bitch. When guilt kicks in, full volume, three dimensions, life size it’s usually too late. Call it a glitch in the design of human beings. “No, no, no”, Susan said, trying to give her voice a lightweight tone. “We had enough drinks and we had more than enough laughs.” Not showing your fear is usually good survival tactic. Isn’t it? Not necessarily so. Not when you’ve already shown too much. The change has started. Susan’s life went down the wrong path. No turning back now. “Haha, we had more than enough laughs, haha, you hear that Mickey?” Mick approved laughing like a maniac from the back seat. His hand fell to Susan’s shoulder once again. Susan jumped in her seat, trying to shake it off. She didn’t. “I am serious! I have no time for this any more!” Susan’s voice was meant to be firm, mature, authoritative but even to her it sounded decidedly frightened. Don’t show them your fear, don’t. “You have no time for this? You have no time for this any more?” Shane sounded genuinely surprised. A whole new concept was just demonstrated to him it seemed. Susan tried putting all her age and dignity into her voice. “Please. Start the car now and take me home. I have to be with my family now.” Shane started laughing. Then he started laughing even louder. Then Mick started laughing in a high-pitched, annoying voice. His hand wouldn’t let go of her shoulder. “Stupid bitch. You’re such a stupid bitch.” The words cut through Susan like shards of glass. “So you think this can just end whenever it’s convenient for you, eh?” Suddenly, Shane’s voice sounded a lot more mature. “You think you just play with us and walk away when you’ve had enough?” Mick’s hand started playing with Susan’s hair. Susan started shivering. “Shane, listen…” She couldn’t force herself to speak any louder than just an elevated whisper. “No, you listen, you bitch!” Shane snapped back at her. “I don’t like bitches who think they are too good for us, you know?” Suddenly, Mick’s hand was not playing with her hair any more. Suddenly, his hand was holding a handful of her hair in a firm grip. “I... I…”, the words were not there. Not at the moment. “No, really. You think you can just parade in front of us like that, eh? You dress like a slut, you speak like a slut, you act like a cock-hungry whore all evening and when the time comes to land a punch, suddenly Misses E. remembers she has a husband, whoa!!! That’s some bad attitude, ma’am, I don’t fucking like it one bit.” Susan wanted to protest. She didn’t. “What hurts my sensitive heart the most, though, is that you don’t care about our feelings at all!” Shane continued, unbuttoning his jacket. “You think we are not hurt when you reject our polite invitation and act like we’re trash? You think we don’t have feelings?” Susan felt something roll down her cheek. The she realised it was a tear Then another one followed. Her lower jaw was vibrating without control. “Pl… please… please, just let me go… please.” He’s just out to scare her. He’s just out to make her feel frightened and he’ll tell her that any time now. He’s just trying to scare her. For fun. For a laugh. “Let you go? So you DO think our feelings towards you are without merit?” Shane turned to Mick. “Dude, does it strike you as unfair that this slut here basically begged us to fuck her brains out all evening and now she plays a faithful wife and a good mother?” Mick nodded several times, trying to control a laugh “Yeah, yeah, if there ever was a bad hard to get act, this is it!! She deserves to have her shit sorted out. Good thing she ran into us, eh?” Shane nodded approvingly. He unbuttoned his jacket and reached into the inner pocket. Then he made a quick gesture and his hand produced a metallic sound. Susan was sober. Susan got sober in a mere second. Susan got sober instantly when the cold blade of Shane’s butterfly knife touched her temple. Susan closed her eyes, suddenly able to think straight and quickly. She was able to think quickly enough to know the list of her options just got very short. “Oh God, no, please, please God no…” She repeated the words in a whisper as a meaningless mantra. Her eyelids wouldn’t keep the knife out of her eyes. They couldn’t even keep the tears in. Mick’s hand was pulling her hair backwards, making sure she is positioned nicely for Shane’s blade. “What do you mean ‘no’?” Shane asked. “You think you have a choice here? You think what, that we are going to argue with you? Negotiate? Geee, you’re dumber than I thought, lady.” “And let me just add” Mick said enthusiastically, “that you looked like one dumb slut from the word go. I’ve never seen a bitch of your age act so shamelessly in public. Luckily, my good friend here and me agreed to teach you a lesson.” “Please, please, please, no, please” Susan was shaking her head by mere millimetres, trying to avoid the blade entering her skin. Shane started unbuttoning his trousers. “Please, God, please, I have kids slightly younger than you, please, have heart, I can’t.” “It’s funny that you remembered them now that you’re about to actually eat a cock, and that they apparently didn’t exist back in the café while you were doing your whore act.” Shane took his penis out of his trousers. “Now get down to business, slut, if you feel like keeping both eyes in your head rather than in your pockets.” “God, no… please… have mercy, please, I can’t…” Susan looked at his erect penis and for some reason thought of her husband. “Oh, you can’t?” Shane asked in mock surprise. “Let me encourage you a bit, slut!!!” He pressed the blade against her skin harder. Susan felt the sharp pain. She let out a scared cry. “No!!! Please! I’ll scream!!!” Shane and Mick burst into spontaneous laughter. “Aw, God, that was a good one”, Mick said, wiping imaginary tears from his eyes. “She’ll scream! That’s a great one!!!” “Look, Susan”, Shane said in a reasonable voice. “I believe you’ll find out that a woman screaming in the middle of the night in this neighbourhood attracts less attention than a fly on a horse’s ass. It’s not like you’re the first bitch I had to teach how to give head using my knife.” He wasn’t lying. She knew he wasn’t. But… How did they think they’d get away with this? She asked the question between sobs. A pathetic little question of a victim trying to turn the tables on her captors. Again, she got roars of laughter as a response. “No, I am telling you, dude, this one just has it all. She keeps fit, she dresses for pleasure AND she is fucking dumb to boot. A perfect woman!!!” Mick pulled her head back suddenly, violently. “Listen, dumb cunt, how many people do you think were there in that café, eh? How many of them saw you act like a total slut all evening? How many of them said to their friends ‘Look at that whore, she is trying to fuck both those good looking young man at once. She should be ashamed of herself’? How many of them saw you walk out with us, laughing like a skank, hanging on Shane’s arm? Eh? What do you think, how will your story sound to those, shall I say, unwilling witnesses of your shameful behaviour?” This was too much. Too much for Susan. She started crying uncontrollably, tears gushing forth, her throat hurting. “OK, I just lost my patience, Susan” announced Shane. “Either you start giving Mr. pecker down there some well deserved lovin’, or I cut your eye out. Your choice, ma’am.” He pressed the knife against her skin once more. Susan felt the cut. She didn’t scream this time though. She let out a deep, painful moan. “It’s a no contest, really,” said Mick. “You suck my friend’s cock and go back to your husband practically undamaged, or Shane pokes that pretty eye out, you then suck his cock and go home a cripple. I know what I’d choose. And I am not even gay!!!” Both laughed and hi-fived each other. Shane increased the pressure. Roll the tape, defeat just entered the building. Shane did remove the knife when Susan accepted his throbbing penis into her mouth. He didn’t do it as a sign of good will, though. That was so he could put both his hands at the back of her head and push her down as far as she would go. Susan gagged when his cock’s head brutally penetrated her throat. She never did it like this. Never like this. “Gee, you’d think the bitch this old would have developed a more sophisticated fellatio technique. This is a total fucking embarrassment, Susan, do you hear me?” Shane stopped pushing her down for a second, and pulled her head back so she could look into his eyes. “Total embarrassment! Do you understand? Answer me!!” The last sentence was yelled at her but Susan couldn’t quite cope with this. The only thoughts coming into her head were about how severely violated she was and how terribly frightening it felt. So the word she uttered was “.no…” Thukk!! Her cheek went red-hot. Shane slapped her again, with the back of his hand, one of his fingers hitting her eye, blinding her temporarily. “That won’t do. I asked you a question bitch!! Do you understand?” He pulled her head up. Sometimes playing along IS the best option. Isn’t it? “Yes… Yes, I do…” Thukk!! Slap! Slap! Slap! Shane obviously enjoyed slapping her. “Yes what? Eh? Yes what, bitch!” Yes what?? What was that about? It is hard to think when you are being hit repeatedly. “Yes… Yes… sir…” “Awwww, Shane, she finally recognises you for a gentleman you are!!!” Mick’s voice was full of admiration. “You do have a way with ladies, that much I have to give you!!!” “OK, we’re getting there slowly it seems.” Shane sounded pleased and stopped hitting her. “So let’s see, you are a total fucking embarrassment. You can’t suck cock to save your life. If you were sucking dick for money, you would be starving!!! Copy that?” Susan learned. “Yes… yes, sir, I understand. I am a lousy blow.” “Excellent. We’re making progress!!” Shane adjusted his grip on her hair. “Now, see here, you’re in luck because I am willing to teach you. Not many skanky bitches your age get that chance, so you should be grateful.” He stopped there, apparently waiting for her reply. “I... I am… grateful… sir…” Susan struggled. “for… for helping me learn…” Just as long as she doesn’t hit her again, she can keep herself under control. “You should be!! You should be. Now, let us hear you ask me nicely to teach you how to suck cock properly.” Both of them fell silent in expectation. Susan thought the time stood still too. This is not real. This is not happening. How could THIS be happening? Not to me. Not to me. No. How can he be serious? He will hit me again. My God, he will hit me and hurt me. Oh God, he will hurt me, he will hurt me. “Please…” Shane hit her. More tears. God, no… “Please, sir…” “Yes?” said Shane encouragingly. “Please sir, please, teach me to suck cock. Please, I need to learn to suck dick well, so I can give you the pleasure you deserve.” Shane turned to Mick triumphantly. “See? See how it pays to be nice with women, my lad? We could have raped this bitch the old fashioned way, but isn’t it nicer now that we’ve all reached the same conclusion and work towards the same goal?” “You know it is, big man!!!” Another hi-five slapped noisily. “So now I am gonna turn this sorry excuse for a wife and mother into a decent cocksucker because she knows it will come in useful in her future career. Not to mention that her husband will be grateful.” “You know, old boy, I wouldn’t be surprised if you start getting thank you notes from Mister E., perhaps even a Christmas card once in a while.” “Right, right, right.” Shane decided to get down to business. “Let’s do it then. Since you asked so nicely, I should grant you your wish and show you what a good cocksucker you can be.” It hurt. Susan gagged as Shane kept ramming his swollen cock down her throat. Tears made her half blind as she was struggling for air. He would put it all in, pushing her head savagely down, then take it out, to rub her saliva and his precum all over her face. There was lots of it. The mixture of mucus was hanging from her face, staining his combat trousers and boxer shorts. Susan moaned in pain as he brutally pushed his cock deeper and deeper, but her moans were almost inaudible, blocked by his flesh. “She still has a lot to learn,” said Shane, breathing heavily. “But we’re getting there, we’re definitely on our way. Open up. Open up wide, BITCH!!” He slammed it back in savagely. Susan gagged. But he kept it in. Mick then leaned forwards from his seat, deciding to join the fun and games. One Shane’s hand was on her throat. Now Mick put his hand on the back of her head and pushed down. Shane grabbed her nostrils with his free hand and pressed them together. Suddenly, the small quantity of air available to Susan turned into none. “This will increase everybody’s pleasure, I believe!” explained Mick. Susan thrashed in her seat, blind panic, mortal fear, no sound save for terrified moaning, sound of an animal struggling for her life. “Awww, ahhh, agghhh, man, aww, you should try this yourself!!!” Shane was ecstatic, “Oh, GOD, this is incredible!!!” Susan’s struggle for air ironically made her give him more pleasure than he was getting by merely fucking her throat. Just when she thought she will pass out, he pulled out and let go of her nose. “Holy FUCK, man, I knew you’d be getting better, bitch, Old Shane’s lessons are always a success.” (Susan coughed uncontrollably) “Now let me see you do them balls.” Susan complied. She kissed and sucked his hairy, swollen balls, listening to him moan from pleasure. Without warning, he grabbed her hair again and penetrated her throat. He used both hands to pull her head up and down at first (‘Awww, throatfucking slut, you love this, don’t you?’) and then pressed her nostrils together again. She knew roughly what to expect this time around but that didn’t make it feel any better. The panic was back, the fear was back too. The humiliation never really left. The sounds of a man getting enormous pleasure from violating and humiliating her in front of his friend made her hate herself. “You fucking cunt!!! You fucking, dirty slut!!! Awwwwww, man, she got me, she got me!!! I’m cumming!!!” Shane shouted like they were all alone in the whole world. “Aaargggh, take it, you whore, take it all you fucking bitch!!!” If he’d ejaculated into her throat, Susan would have probably gagged worse than ever, perhaps even thrown up. Luckily, Shane, possibly influenced by ages old porno tradition, pulled out just in time and instead started shooting his cum into her face. If there was any pride left in Susan, and there wasn’t, she possibly could have felt proud about making a man cum so hard. Not that it was really her deed. He just used her mouth as a fuckhole and now he sprayed her face and hair with his semen, shouting all the time, getting cum into her eyes, into her nostrils… Once he was done he again brutally shoved his cock into her mouth. “Clean it!!! Clean that fucking cock, you fucking no good, cheap slut!!!” She complied. There wasn’t much will left in her after all. All she could think of was that he was finished. His penis was going limp in her mouth. It will be over. Soon, it’s all over. “That wasn’t so bad, was it, eh? Miss E.?” Shane was sporting a wide grin on his face, the kind of a dumb smile men sometimes have after they have orgasmed. “You will become a good cocksucker once, I can promise you that.” Whatever. It’s over now. Please. Let it be over. “Of course, my friend here would like to teach you a thing or two as well.” God, oh God… She knew that was coming. She knew. “But, Susan, I still think we should go with my original suggestion – go to my apartment and have that drink. How about it now?” He emphasised the last sentence by raising the butterfly knife once again. An invitation you can’t say no to. Mick opened his door. “Awww, I’m gonna love this!!” The building looked black and deserted. Mick opened Susan’s door. 3. The common understanding is that once the stimulus overstays its welcome, it stops being effective. The pain lasts until the numbness kicks in. For instance, try hitting yourself in the eye, repeatedly. Sure, at first, you’re in agony but over time, the whole area turns numb and the hits don’t really produce any result any more. Right? Well, it depends on how you define result. Keep hitting yourself, and you’ll poke your eye out. Keep scratching that itch and you’ll draw blood eventually, then strip the flesh off the bone. The point is – numbness itself doesn’t really help. The damage keeps getting done. You can pretend you don’t care, but you’ll care in the end. You will. This was approximately what Susan was thinking about as they walked her across the sidewalk, through the door and up the stairs. With a lot less reliance on clumsy metaphors, of course. Her heels clicked and produced dull echoes that had something mean and ominous about them. She knew that the things were getting worse. Being forced to orally satisfy a man in a car is humiliating, scary and horrible. But being taken into an ugly, decrepit building, her arm under Shane’s, cold metal of his knife touching the small of her back, that promised a whole new area of ugliness. Susan was shivering. This could not be happening. Not to her. Not to her. What has she done? What has she done to deserve this? How could this be true? Every step up the stairs felt like a step on a descent to hell. Her heart pounded so hard she could barely hear anything. In between bursts of panic, thoughts of hope ran through her head. After all, it is the hope that dies last, isn’t it? Perhaps somebody will see them. Perhaps she can scream. Perhaps she can attract somebody’s attention. The only person they did see on the way to Shane’s apartment was a black guy at the bottom of the stairs, apparently out of his head with something or other, his big eyes gleaming white in the dark. Susan felt Shane pressing the blade deeper into her back, as a reminder of the special circumstances they were all in. She kept silent. To the black guy, or any other potential witness, she certainly looked like a drunken slut being helped upstairs by a duet of her lovers for tonight. This time around her legs were shaky from mortal fear, not from alcohol, but this difference was hardly visible. If there was the good side to all this, it’s the fact nobody could see Susan’s face with her makeup smeared and mixed with her spit and Shane’s cum. Not much to be happy about, admittedly, but you take what you can. It wasn’t about the things possibly going to get worse. The things were getting worse. Susan knew that. She could have sucked Mick in the car as well. It would have been terrible and humiliating but that would have been on the same level with what she did for Shane. But now… The things were getting worse. Exhibit A: As soon as Shane unlocked the door and switched the light on, Mick grabbed Susan’s hair and threw her to the floor, savagely. The stakes are going up. Bring on the next round. “Boy, you are getting somewhat impatient, or the bitch just tripped?” asked Shane sarcastically. “Well, you know, old boy, I figure, now that we’re home, let’s relax and stop pretending we’re model citizens. I say we give in to the passion and let our bodies do the talking.” Susan knew a bad omen when she saw it. Getting up was probably not the best idea, but then again, it really made no difference after all. Slowly, she got back to her feet and stood in the middle of the room shivering. She knew that this was it. Now there was no more hope. No unexpected last-minute saves. No accidental passers-by to rescue her before the beasts rape her. A tall, scared figure in the middle of a scary room decorated with foul smell, dim light and alien sounds. A tall, shivering body getting ready for the battle it could never win. There’s only one thing to do. She knew they wanted it. She knew they will be thriving on it. But there’s only one thing to do. “Please… Please… I am begging you, please,” she whispered through her hurting throat. “I can’t do this, please, I can give you money, just let me go, please…” Shane was flipping through his CD collection and laughed a heartfelt laugh. “Ooo she’s so nice. She’ll give us money.” He picked a CD with a satisfied look on his face and threw it into the tray. “Listen, bitch, what do you think is stopping us from taking all your money AND then raping your stupid brain out? Why do you think you’re in any position to negotiate?” Good question. Susan couldn’t say anything as her throat closed for a second. Music was a lot louder than the radio they had in the car. Heavy beats made the invisible glass objects in Shane’s apartment rattle in sync. The mood in the room became notably more evil in a kind of a jovial way. More begging. Nothing else there. No other weapon at her disposal, just the near infinite supply of self humiliation she could provide. “But… please… I can’t… I can’t do this… please, I am begging you, I’ll give you everything I have, I can write you a check and I have more money at home, please…” Shane fished a can of beer out of the depths of the fridge. “Please… please… I have kids… I… You… You have mothers don’t you, please…” Emotions? Nice try. Mick was slowly getting undressed. “Mothers? Awww, you just broke my heart, woman. You hear that, Shane? She is appealing to our feelings towards our mothers.” “Well, personally, I don’t really recall my mother” Shane said looking nowhere in particular and trying to sound philosophical between sips of beer, “But I do recall my stepmother and let me tell you, I always wanted to fuck the bitch.” “I wouldn’t mind fucking my mother, to be honest,” Mick said looking thoughtful. “Hell, everybody else on the block did. Let’s see if I can squeeze some oedipal kick out of fucking this bitch.” Can this be real? Can this be real? God, why? Why? “God, please, don’t you have any mercy?” Susan was breaking into tears, standing in the middle of the badly lit and badly maintained room, her clothes on, but her dignity being stripped with each passing second. “Look, bitch,” Mick cut in. “Your yakking is starting to annoy me. I figure you’d better start doing something amusing or we might be forced to cut some body parts off you just to keep ourselves entertained.” “no...” “You really need to get that word out of your dictionary, at least when we talk love and carnal pleasures.” Mick was now naked from the waist up and Susan could see the tattoos on his arms. “But seriously, you are becoming annoying. And, you know, annoy Shane enough and he’ll do something nasty, like cut off your tits for example.” He started undoing his shoelaces. “I’d hate to see that, at least this early into the evening, so to prevent Shane from being annoyed by the stream of bullshit coming from your mouth, I say we do something less radical.” He looked into her eyes with an evil grin on his face. “Take your panties off.” Susan blinked. She knew this was coming sooner or later. That didn’t help. She couldn’t move. Not here. Not in front of them. No. “I said, take them OFF!” Mick repeated, irritated and angry. No, sweet Lord, now could she do it? How could she possibly do that? Shane put his beer can down with a sigh and reached for the knife. “Sometimes they do need some encouragement. Perhaps I just hack of a nipple for starters. Hey, Susan, you ever seen Ichi the Killer? You know, zzzzzzp, ooops, no nipples here anymore, move along, nothing to see here.” He made a few steps towards her, the light shining off menacingly from the blade in his hand. He will hurt her. He will mutilate her. Forever. No… No.. nonononono “No, no, no, stop, please” screamed Susan backing off from him. She hit a wall after two steps. Think quickly. Think slowly. There’s only one solution. Really. “Stop, I’ll do it, God, stop, I’ll take them off.” Quickly, she reached beneath her skirt and took the panties off. Not an easy task when you are on heels as high as the ones she had on, but nevertheless she was holding her black, tiny panties in her hand in a matter of seconds. “See, I knew you would improve your behaviour with some appropriate encouragement” Mick was grinning even wider as he approached her. “Let me see that. Oh, a lace thong, what an excellent choice, madam!” He took the panties from her and brought them to his nose. Susan was shivering from fear and shame. “Wow, dude! You know what? These panties are SOAKED!! And they smell of pussy like a motherfucker. The bitch got really wet somewhere down the line!” “You sure it’s not just that she pissed herself from fright?” asked Shane ironically. “Aww, dude, have some faith, why be so negative all the time? The lady is wet because she ran into us. After all, two strapping young lads like us are a premium prize for an old skank like her. She was fishing for cock all evening, dude, and she got wet along the way.” Susan trembled where she stood. His words made her feel so guilty. It wasn’t the derogatory tone he was using or the names he called her. It was that he was right. In part. He was right. How could she? How could she? “Right. Lovely.” concluded Mick after inspecting her underwear. “Now, to ensure you stop talking for a while and have some time to meditate on the whole thing, let’s see you open that filthy mouth of yours.” He couldn’t. He wouldn’t. He was not going to do it. No. No, no way. Susan made a step backwards but the wall was still there. It took two slaps. Mick hit her a lot harder than Shane did back in the car. She would have fallen to the floor, but the wall behind her prevented even that escape route. In panic, she raised her arms, covered her face with her hands. Anything, just to protect her face. Anything. However, Mick was a lot stronger than his tiny frame (or rascally moustache) suggested. He removed both her arms easily and hit her again. And again. He did it with passion, he did it with obvious pleasure. “Stop!! Please!!” Susan was screaming. “God, please stop, I’ll do it, please just stop!!!” She’d do it. She’ll do it. Anything to make him stop hitting her. “Now that’s a good whore. I knew you’d understand.” Mick made a little ball out of her pants. “Not that I particularly mind hitting women, mind you.” She forced herself to stand still and open her mouth. Mick stuffed the panties into her mouth, slowly, methodically. He was pleased with himself when all of it was in. Susan could taste herself. Susan was extremely ashamed. She stood motionless, her arms at her sides, her head bowed down. Tears came gushing down. He had her do something awful, something indecent and ghastly. She did it to save herself from pain. That didn’t make her feel much better. She had problems breathing because of the fabric in her mouth. Mick walked around her, taking time exploring her figure. “Right, what we have here is an old whore. But still useful. Yeah, I figure we can still have some fun.” He approached her from the back, forcing her to make a few steps forwards. She felt him reach from behind and place his hands on her breasts. She felt the urge to run, to scream, to hit him. She did none of the above. She continued crying as his hands squeezed her breasts increasingly harder. The sensation of being helpess, of being totally at their mercy increased with every second, with every move his greedy fingers made on her breasts. “That feels like a good pair you have there” said Mick. “Shane, man, why don’t you break out the camera? We have some first class goods here it seems. Let’s preserve the memory for the coming generations.” “Good idea, my man, good idea.” Shane found the camera and started playing with the controls as Mick continued playing cruelly with Susan’s breasts. “Oh, God, not so hard, you’re hurting me, please…” she uttered as his hands became less exploratory and more torturously invasive. “No shit? Hurting you?” By the tone of his voice Mick was having the time of his life. “You’re such a pussy, Susan. I haven’t even STARTED hurting you. You’ll know when that happens, don’t worry.” Susan felt her legs turning to lead on these words. She wanted to beg some more but her throat wouldn’t make any sound. “But be smart and you might get by without permanent damage, OK? Don’t piss me off, do what I tell you and you may even like some of it, OK? After all, you were out to find some cock this evening and now you’re getting some, OK? I said OK?” Susan was shivering so hard that she could barely control her body. But she did understand his question required a reaction. She managed to nod. “Great. I knew you were a reasonable woman from start. We will have some fun!!” he sounded enthusiastic and happy. Like ‘fun’ he was talking about didn’t include humiliating and raping a woman guilty only of her fantasies. “Let there be light,” said Shane flipping a switch and the ugly, dim light in the room turned into ugly bright light. “Awww, dude, you’re ruining all the mood.” Protested Mick. “I don’t mind fucking this whore in bright light, but you know how ladies are – they need to feel good to give their maximum!!!” “It’s the camera, man.” Explained Shane. “If Missis E. here wants to be a good porn star for her hubby, we need some illumination.” “Um… OK... If its for artistic reasons, I am sure she won’t mind.” Mick turned Susan’s head towards him. “You don’t mind the lights, do you, honey?” Susan shook her head. Violently. No. No. No. That was the only word she could think of. “Excellent. I can see you’re getting into it.” “This is it, smile for our audience, whore” announced Shane as he pointed the camera towards Susan. “And let’s finally see some of those tits” added Mick. In one swift gesture he ripped apart the fabric of her blouse and most of the black bra she was wearing underneath. The feel of being helpless and violated, the sound of tearing fabric, the fact that there was another man filming the whole proceeding, all this made Susan scream into her gag made of lace. Not much of it came out but enough to have Mick laugh with satisfaction. It also apparently inspired him to take hold of her nipples and start twisting them cruelly, for his friend to film. Susan struggled in his arms but there was not much she could do. Not only that he was much stronger than her, she was now also very much aware that he was not afraid to hurt her. “Right,” Mick said, pushing Susan away suddenly. “This is fun, but let’s be more creative.” Creative? He placed himself on the sofa, in front of Susan and started explaining his plan. “First, take those panties out of your mouth. I am sure you loved the taste, but you got your lesson now. Throw them anywhere, you won’t be needing them. Second, get your purse.” Her purse? Perhaps… Perhaps he wanted her money after all and… “I want you to fix your make up. I like my whores tidy and sexy. You made a mess of your face when you sucked Shane’s cock in the car and I want you pretty again for me. Understood?” Susan thought just for a short second. She couldn’t really do it. She nodded. “Good. Let’s see you do your magic. Also… you know, you don’t want to look like a crack-whore coming home from work on the video, do you? You want to be pretty, don’t you?” She felt his last question demanded an answer. “yes… yes…” she whispered. “Good. Go on, petty yourself up then.” She got her purse and struggled to open it. Her fingers wouldn’t really listen. Her make up wasn’t really easy to find even in normal circumstances. This was absurd, wrong and humiliating. But there was no way she could do anything but what he wanted her to do. She had to try and fix her make up. She had to try and look pretty for her captor, for her tormentor, for her rapist. Anything, just to avoid being hurt. Her hands were trembling so much that she thought he’d lose his patience halfway through. But, miraculously, he was patient. He was sitting on the sofa and slowly stroking his erect penis, apparently enjoying every slow second of Susan’s humiliation. Of course it wouldn’t work. She couldn’t really fix her face. Not after what happened. Not kneeling on the dirty floor of Shane’s apartment, shaking from fear, shock and humiliation. But in the end it seemed to be good enough for Mick. “Are we there yet, Missis E.? My pet here is getting restless.” She looked at him and he seemed to be pleased. “Yeah, that’s going to do the trick. You’re still an old, ugly skank, but you’ll pass for a proper woman.” He leaned back on the sofa. “Now, I want you to take those clothes off for me. I want you to stay only in your stockings and shoes.” Shane laughed approvingly. “My man, I admire your restraint and I approve of your good taste. Let’s see this slut do some porn for us.” Susan started taking the torn blouse off but Mick stopped her with a high pitched yell. “A, a, a, a, a, a! Now, you KNOW you can do better than that, Susan. You know what I really want. I mean, do you really think that Shane is playing this lovely music just to annoy the neighbours? Let us see you do some nice, slow strip-tease for the audience here!!” How could he? How could he be so cruel? How… “Unless, of course you still want to see your tits hacked off and mailed to your husband and kids in a box. Do you? Eh? I am sure Shane would love to grant that wish.” Susan regained the ability to speak. “No… No… I’ll do it. I’ll do it.” She started again. Slowly this time. The bright side? Well, if you insist, the slower she takes the clothes off, the later everything else happens. And Susan couldn’t force herself to think what everything else might be. “This is not going to do, bitch, not at all. Stop right there” insisted Mick. Shane shrugged as if to say ‘You can’t teach an old dog new tricks’. “Listen, you’re just doing this to piss me off, right? Right?” What was he on about? “No... I...” He jumped to his feet, made two swift paces towards her and hit her so hard she fell back, to the floor. He was above her in a second, grabbed her hair, pulled her up and yelled into her face. “Well, you ARE pissing me off! If I wanted to be pissed off by an old skank, I would have stayed in school! What you’re doing is pathetic. You hear that? You hear me?” Susan nodded, again, again and again. God, just don’t hit me again, just don’t hit me again. “Alright, let’s try again.” He got back to the sofa. “Now, I want you to really put yourself into it. I want you to seduce me. You remember how it’s done, don’t you? You seemed to be doing fine back in the café. Listen to the music!! Let your body take over, damnit!!!” Over the next couple of minutes Susan received some approving shouts, some insults and some directions. She danced to the music, she took her clothes off. She never did anything like this before but fear made her a quick learner. She waved her hips, she slowly circled, she caressed her thighs. When Mick told her to play with her breasts she did it gently, slowly, almost lovingly, in a complete contrast to the rough approach he himself demonstrated minutes ago. The irony was not lost on her. She did a performance for them. She amused them and aroused them. She brought pleasure to her tormentors. Sometimes… On a very rare occasion, but sometimes, sometimes Susan fantasised of doing something like this. Of being a stripper in a night club, of taking her clothes off to the music, of being watched, encouraged and lusted for by customers of Mick’s and Shane’s age or younger. Her fantasy become ugly, improbable, hurting reality. And this reality was laughing into Susan’s face. Shane filmed all of it and gave additional instructions. He had her do vulgar things. He had her turn her back on them, bend forwards and use her hands to spread her ass-cheeks for them. Exposed like that, aware that he was filming it all, Susan pressed her eyelids together tight to hold the tears in. “Now stick a finger up your cunt. That’s it. Now let us see you suck on that finger.” Susan put her finger in her mouth. The taste. That taste. “No, no, no, do it slow. Slow, dammit. I want you to show me you love being a dirty fucking slut. Show me you love the taste of your own cunt!!!” Forgive me. Forgive me. Forgive me. She did it. For the camera. For Mick and Shane. For the audience. And when Mick insisted she ask him to make love to her she tried. She really did. She hated herself deeply for allowing those words to pass her lips, but she tried. They were not satisfied. Not the first time, not the second time, not the third time. Realistically, who could blame her? It is difficult, if not impossible, to convincingly seduce a person you fear and loathe. But they made her repeat it again and again. Shane helped her out. He hit her three times and threatened to mutilate her if she failed to get it right the next time. “One more time. With feel!!! Come on. I want to see you really want me to fuck your brains out.” Mick was really enjoying himself. “Show me you’re a whore totally in love of my cock.” Again. With feel. Hate. I hate you. “Please, baby”, it came out in a hoarse whisper, “Please, I am so horny, please fuck me like only you can, please.” She knew what the great secret of acting was. You don’t get to act. You get to become the person. That exact moment her mind was blank. She was THAT person. For a brief moment. Perhaps that wasn’t perfect either but Shane gave his approval. “Very nice, very nice indeed,” Mick was enthusiastic. “Let’s expand on it a bit now, shall we?” He had her kneel. She felt vulnerable and cheap, kneeling in her stockings and high heels in front of a tattooed man who held her hair and shoved his penis into her mouth. “You like that? Eh? You like how that cock tastes?” He pulled out to give her a chance to speak. She knew the right answer and she hated herself. “yes… I love it… I love your cock…” Her voice was weak, deep and dark but Mick seemed to get an extra bit of entertainment out of it. “I knew you would. I knew you would. Where would you like it now? Eh?” Where? “In... in my mouth… Put it back in my mouth, baby please, I need your cock…” “Glad I can be of service ma’am” Mick said and rammed his penis into her throat. She gagged but he pulled out almost immediately. The he rammed it back in, all the way down, hitting her chin with his testicles. Out again, then down into her throat again. Susan struggled. Her hands were on his thighs and she was trying to push him away but he was so much stronger. “Please…” she uttered as he took it out for a second. ”not that hard…” “What’s that?” Mick asked as he slammed his cock back in. Susan tried to pull away. He surprised her by actually following her gesture and pushing her further down to the ground. “You said you want it harder? Is that it? Happy to oblige, ma’am!!” He pinned her down to the floor and mounted her, his penis never leaving her mouth. Then he started thrusting really, really hard. “Man, you’ll choke her.” Shane said, coming closer to film the action from a more convenient angle. “Nah, she can take it“, Mick said between thrusts. Susan was gagging and fighting for air. Her head hit the floor with every of Mick’s thrusts. Her eyes felt like they were pushing out of their sockets. She started seeing black. She started checking out. And then it was he who was out. “That was fun. But now I want to have some different fun”. Mick’s weight was suddenly off. “You know, there is a school of thought that claims that it’s a wonder men want to fuck women at all providing women agree with oral sex. This school of thought claims oral sex is so much better than proper humping.” He got his trousers off finally. “But I beg to differ. There is something profoundly pleasing in spreading slut’s legs wide and sticking it up her cunt and it all feels so much better when you know she’s not really up for it. And you now, if she catches some of that cum-virus and gets a bad swelling in her belly later on, so much better for it!!!” Shane gestured at Susan to get up. She obeyed, slowly. She knew hell just grew another chamber. “God, she is stunning, isn’t she?” Mick made a spontaneous comment that would, under other circumstances surely make Susan proud and perhaps a little wet. She stood in front of him, just in her heels and stockings, awaiting further instructions. “Right. See that table over there?” Mick gestured as his erect penis obscenely pointed in the same direction. Susan nodded. “Get up on it. On your back. Spread your legs.” She knew this was coming. Still, she could feel a completely fresh panic attack overtaking her from within. It wasn’t just what he’d do to her body. It was her spirit. It was her soul. “please…” she whispered once again. “please… please don’t, I am begging you… please… I can’t… please don’t force me… have heart, please… I’ll suck your cock, I’ll make you feel good, just don’t…” Her head snapped back violently as Mick backhanded her, grinning like a maniac. “I thought we reached an understanding, slut. No negotiations. I say, you obey, everyone’s happy. Got it?” happy… “God… you animal, you vicious animal…” Shakk!! Thukk!!! Two more violent slaps. Then he pushed her onto the table. Why did she do it? Why did she say those words? Susan was not a stupid woman. Susan was not stupid. Why did she say those words? No time to dwell on those thoughts. Perhaps later, when historical perspective allows for a calmer environment, a more rational stance. Not now, as she was brutally pushed onto the table. Susan fought back. She didn’t mean to, it was just a reaction. Natural. Survival impulse. But of course, our survival impulses sometimes bring us more harm than it was originally intended. Such is the nature of civilisation. Not that she ever had a chance. Mick was much stronger than her and her flailing arms getting in the way didn’t make much difference. He had her on her back in a matter of seconds. He had her legs spread wide, obscenely wide in a matter of moments. He penetrated her as she wiggled on the table, trying to avoid the inevitable, he penetrated her as she screamed at the top of her voice. She screamed, feeling the penis enter her, she screamed and kicked as he started thrusting onwards and pulling backwards and onwards again, getting deeper and deeper into her. And Shane was there all the time, filming the rape and commenting on it in the excited voice. “Alright, Mickey, the old-school rape finally. Show that bitch what you’re made of. Make her fucking scream, make her fucking womb bleed, man!!!” It wasn’t the mere physical violation, the sense of his penis in her twitching vagina. She was a mature, experienced woman. She wasn’t a tight young girl. Besides, they were right, God, they were right, she was wet most of the evening, unforgettably, unforgivably wet. So it wasn’t just the forced penetration that was making her scream and scream and scream. It was being helpless. Being raped and not being able to fight back, escape or do anything whatsoever about it. He had her where he wanted her, he had her open, helpless, he had her receiving what he had for her. And he loved every second of it. “Awww, man, you can’t beat this, you can’t fucking beat this, man. I love it when they fight, I love it when they wiggle like a fucking eel. I love this shit man!!!” he was fucking her harder and harder as he explained his preferred scenario of a sexual encounter. “And I fucking love how they scream!! I fucking love this!! Hey, Susan, you enjoying this as much as I do?” Just wordless screaming. “I asked you a question, BITCH!” She should have known by now. She knew, she did. But she couldn’t. So he hit her. And he continued hitting her, slowly, with feel, but as hard as ever. “Are you? You like my cock in your dirty cunt? You love it, eh?” “NO NO NO NO, AAAAA, NO, PLEEEASE, NO NO!!!” “Yeah, I know you love it, I just need you to say it. Don’t be shy, there’s just us here, and our future audience, of course.” He mad a head gesture towards Shane who came in closer with his camera. The he grabbed her throat with both hands and started to squeeze brutally, never once slowing down the rhythm of his thrusts. Susan’s twitching movements became even more erratic. He was choking her. He was chocking the life out of her as he kept brutally pumping her vagina with his swollen flesh. He was going to strangle her. Here. Now. She was going to die. She clawed and kicked. She couldn’t scream. She couldn’t see. She was dying. “Aw, slow down, dude, you’ll snuff the bitch.” Shane’s voice somehow made its way through the avalanche of noise Susan’s blood was making in her ears. “Nah, dude, this one is a tough cookie. She can take it all. We’re just enjoying some rough lovin’.” Mick eased the pressure. “Isn’t that right, love? You love Uncle Mickey’s cock in your dirty old cunt. You love Uncle Mickey’s hands on your throat. Am I right?” Susan discovered she could speak as he eased up the pressure. Barely. “…no… n… no… please… no more… please… I’ll do anything…” “What’s that? Can you speak up? You seem to be so overcome with emotion you can barely speak?” Mick was enjoying every painful second of his victim’s fear, pain and shame. “… p-p-p-please… I’ll do anything you want…” Mick looked up into the camera and smiled. “Hear that, old buddy? Music to my ears. They are all whores, no matter how strongly they deny it at first, They will all be happy to do whatever I want after we’ve had a reasonable conversation.” He looked back down at Susan “Right, so, let’s for starters hear you tell me how much you love my cock in your cunt. Feel free to use as many words as you want.” He continued his thrusts in a somewhat slower rhythm, making her head bounce off the table as she spoke. As if speaking was not difficult enough to start with. OK. Go ahead. Go ahead, please. He will hit you again if you don’t. He will put his hands on your throat again. He will strangle you. Go ahead, for God’s sake!! “i… i… Oh God…” Slap. “That’s NOT going to do, slut. Remember what I said back then? I want you to seduce me. I want you to convince people watching the tape that you mean it. I want your husband to break down in tears and rage when he sees this.” Her... husband? Slap. Slap. “No problem. We can go back to the simple stuff again. It’s been a while since I chocked a whore to death while she was on my dick, but it’s always been a pleasure.” “stop.. stop.. I’ll do it properly this time.. please…” He smiled at her. “I’m all ears, Susan. Impress me!!” Now. Do it now!!! “Mick… Please baby. Give me your cock.” She lowered her voice, switched to a hoarse, raspy whisper she always associated with prostitutes and phone-sex professionals. “I love how you fuck me, loverboy. I love your cock in my pussy.” Mick accelerated his thrusts as her words became more coherent. “give it to me baby… fuck my pussy harder… I’ve never fucked such a young, handsome stud…” “You don’t say?” Mick’s mock surprise was almost convincing. “A whore like you? I am shocked!!” “no, lover, it’s true… no one fucked me like you do.. no one was as big as you or as hard as you. I love it how you fuck me… fuck me like a slut… fuck me harder… AAAAWWWW!!” Susan’s moan was less pleasure and more pain. Much, much more pain, as Mick bowed down and started biting on her nipples. “Oh GOD, it hurts, PLEASE!!! Not so hard!!!” “Come on, slut!!” said Shane. “First you tease the poor lad until he sees red and now you want him to go easy on you? Pffff, make your mind up, cunt!!!” Mick was again coming in at full force. Her body was pushed backwards as he was thrusting in, her head pushed over the edge of the table. “Take that, that and THAT, whore. You love this, I know you love this.” Mick spat in Susan’s face, continuing his assault. “That’s very nice, dude. You just positioned her perfectly for some of the old porno tricks we have learned as young kids.” Shane walked behind the table and grabbed Susan’s hair with his free hand. “You know, slut, all this whorish behaviour of yours is making me hard again. Bad for you, I’ll agree, bad for your husband that you’re such a whore, but good for me.” He pushed his trousers down. Susan’s head was hanging over the edge of the table and he pulled her hair up, so that her upside-down face was right where he needed it. “Come on, swallow it.” He ordered dryly. Susan shook her head left, then right, trying to avoid him invading her mouth. “Look, it’s cute that you’re playing hard to get but it’s really time to drop it. You’ve made your point but there’s no point in it. We have you on tape. We have you on tape telling us how much you love this shit and what you want us to do to you. Whoever might be wondering about what happened here this evening will see how much you were into it. Your husband, your slut friends, police, court, everyone. So just drop it.” He was right. Of course he was right. But she couldn’t let him, no, no no no… “Then again, I don’t mind knocking some of your teeth out so I can stick my dick in there. Hell, it’s OK to get my cock bloody if it’s for the right cause.” He held her head firmly in place. He pushed at her lips. And they parted. Susan was choking in tears. The camera was mere inches from her face as Shane pushed his half-erect penis inside. “Woooow, dude, look at us!!” Exclaimed Mick, spreading Susan’s legs even wider and continuing his assault. “Dynamic duo from hell, eh?” “You know it, dude, you know it!!!” Shane started pushing deeper and harder as his penis grew bigger in Susan’s mouth. Seconds later he was in her throat, gagging her, his testicles hitting her face just as his friends’ were hitting her anus with every thrust of his. They harmonised their movements and now she was penetrated deep from both ends in perfect sync. She was taken like a whore. Like the cheapest prostitute doing it for spare change, so she can afford another hit of crack. She let them do this. She allowed them to do this. She lead them into this with her stupid behaviour and her weakness. And she was there on tape, begging them to fuck her. Susan, you stupid, stupid bitch… She was raped from both ends. Brutally, senselessly raped. She could barely breathe and move. She was completely taken and used. “Awww, awww, aww, man, this is too fucking good. This is too fucking good. I can’t stop myself, man!!” Mick was shouting as his thrusts reached takeoff speed. “Imma fill this bitch, aaaggghh, oooohhh, man here it comes, aawwww, I’m cumming!!!!” And he was. He shot it all into her, deep into her, deep into her vagina, his hot, dirty semen. Completely. Taken. Used. By both of them. You brought it onto yourself Susan. You brought it on. The music continued playing. Some things stay the same no matter what. Seconds passed. “..telling you man, she was TWITCHING as I came. She was fucking twitching. That old cunt was twitching as I shot.” God… Perhaps… Perhaps… Perhaps it can be over now? Seconds passed. “Look at it, man. “Shane was shoving his friend the tiny screen on his camera. “Look, her whole body was twitching. I almost choked her because she was swallowing my cock so deep man.” No. It was Mick who was pushing her onto it. I swear. Seconds passed. She felt it. She could not ignore it. Seconds passed. No. Speak. Seconds passed. Speak. Come on. Speak. They will listen. “please…” “And look at all that mucus!! Aww, man, her make-up is ruined all over again.” “Doesn’t matter! Doesn’t matter now!! It’s all on tape, everyone can see it’s been ruined through passionate lovemaking. That’s a justified cause, you know!!” “…please…” Shane turned his head to Susan. “What’s that? You want something bitch? You didn’t have enough, eh?” “…please…” She swallowed. Her throat was dry and hurting. “please… I need to go to the bathroom…” “You what? “ Asked Shane. “I need to… I need to pee… please…” Shane burst into laughter. “Why don’t you do it there, bitch? Eh? Not like you have to be shy in front of us. Not any more.” Mick’s behaviour wasn’t significantly changed after he orgasmed in her vagina. “Are you nuts, dude?” Shane took the camera back from Mick. “You want her to ruin my carpet, eh?” “You call this rag a carpet?” Said Mick in bewilderment. “I thought this was just cum and dirt held together by spit and spilled beer.” “Hey, fuck you, this is not Hilton, but it’s a home. I’m taking the bitch to the bathroom.” And so he did. It’s needless to say how ashamed Susan felt having to urinate in front of a man who just raped her, twice, and who was taping the whole thing on video. It does, however pay to know that she wasn’t allowed to do it in a normal, everyday way. Shane had her squat on the floor, spread her thighs as wide as they would go. “Yeah, like that. That’s so fucking sexy, Missis E. I love those shoes. Let us have it now.” Could she do it? She didn’t think she could. Sometimes just hearing her husband in front of the door of their toilet at home prevented her from peeing. But then, these were different circumstances. The shock, the stimuli, the cold. She could do it. So help her God, she could do it. In front of her rapist. On the floor. Squatting in her stockings and slut shoes. With him filming her. She could do it. She did it. She let her urine on the floor. And when she was done, when he grabbed her hair and forced her on all fours, when he forced her face into the puddle of urine, never stopping the camera for a second, that was when she knew it’s not over. Dear God. Not over yet. Back in the room. A mere minute later. Mick was naked on the sofa, smoking a joint, his penis, now limp hanging between his legs. “Dude, what happened back there, eh? I thought I heard the lady here complain about something or other. She didn’t like the colour of the tiles?” “Nah,” Shane said, rewinding the tape in his camera. “it’s more the taste she had problems with. But that was her choice. I told her that pissing on my bathroom floor is definitely NOT a sign of good manners and she was sweet enough to offer to clean all of it with her tongue. Who am I to say no if that’s what makes her tick?” “Most excellent, dude, most excellent. I applaud your, er, whatever… You’re being a gentleman and I hope Susan here will remember that in coming years.” He leaned back in the sofa. “Speaking of years, you know what I always dreamed of?” “Is this a trick question? You never struck me as a dreamy type.” asked Shane. “Trick? Nah, dude, no, seriously. You know what I always dreamed of? I always dreamed of having an old slut like Susan here eat my asshole, you know? None of my girlfriends seemed to be into it and anyway, none of them were as slutty as Susan is, so I didn’t insist.” “I applaud your, er, restraint, dude. And I abhor your perverse nature in the same breath” Shane pressed a key on his camera. “But to each their own, I guess and I am sure Susan will be happy to indulge you. Won’t you, whore?” The direct question to Susan made her instantly aware of many things but now she knew what the priorities are. She knew she never did it. She was disgusted. She was completely broken. She hated herself. Really hated herself. There was a ten ton truck full of guilt on her chest. Whore. Bitch. Slut. You fucking, disgusting excuse for a wife and mother. They were asking her to do something that was beyond disgusting. Something so low and depraved she never even thought of it in her life. “yes…” God, no. No please. “I will…” Please, no. Please. “Then get down on your knees, bitch, less talk, more rock as they say.” Shane grabbed her hair once again and forced Susan on all fours. Mick made himself comfortable in the sofa, got his legs up and apart and took another shot from his joint. “My asshole welcomes your tongue, madam.” He announced as if that was going to make her feel proud. Her head was guided by Shane’s hand. Her face was pushed between Mick’s ass-cheeks. “Come on, come on, lets’ put that tongue to good use.” Disgusting and hateful. Disgusting and vile. And disgusting. The smell, the hairs under her tongue, Mick’s sighs as he was slowly jerking his limp penis. Disgusting and vile. And cheap, like the cheapest whore as Shane cheered and pushed her face deeper and deeper. “Come on, come on, stick that tongue up his ass, don’t be shy, I know you love it. Eat that fucking ass, you horny bitch!!!” It was disgusting and horrible and Susan never imagined something like this would happen to her. But it was happening. And it was all recorded. And it produced results, as Mick’s loud moans testified. “Awww, dude, the bitch has got me all hard again. She is incredible. She eats ass like it was fucking candy, man!!!” “You wish your ass was candy, man. It’s not. It’s her finally demonstrating her true nature. Simple as that.” “Whatever man, whatever, get her up here. I want her on my cock right fucking now!!!” Shane cruelly pulled Susan’s hair, forcing her up. “Come on, slut!! I know you can’t get enough of that asshole, but it’s time to show us how you ride cock. Get up there now!!!” He pulled her up to her feet and pushed her onto Mick. “Spread those fucking legs, bitch before I break them, come on!!!” She spread her legs and put her hands on the sofa left and right of Mick’s shoulders. “Now take that cock and put it inside. But slowly!!” She reached between her legs and felt Mick’s throbbing penis on her palm. “That’s it, slowly, get down slowly…” Slowly. “Awwww, man, aaah, that’s great, ooooh.” Mick was in heaven. “Ride it, baby, come on, ride that cock, aaaahhh, yeah, all the way down to the balls, baby…” Susan knew Shane was taping it all. Susan knew that on tape it looked like she was riding him of her free will. She knew she couldn’t be able to explain it to anyone. She knew she was as disgusting, as vile and as dirty as either of her two tormentors. She rode him as hard as she could. Please. Make him come quickly. Please… “Shit, MAN, this is too fucking hot!!!! This is fucking incredible…” Mick was shouting in disbelief. Shane placed the camera on the sofa. “Man, this IS fantastic. So much, in fact that I am going to join the fun.” He pressed himself against Susan and slapped her behind. “Hey, Susan, ever done DP?” What? No.. No. No! NO!!! “I.. no, no…..” “No?” Shane asked. “No? You ever had it up the ass?” “No. NO. NO, NO, PLEASE!!!” “You’re kidding me, right? A slut like you and still an anal virgin?? Man, this evening gets better every second. Every fucking second.” He turned himself to face the camera. “And now for my next trick, I am going to deflower an ass!!! A slut’s ass, for that matter!!!” “NO, NO, NO, NO, PLEASE, NO, PLEASE, NO, I’M BEGGING YOU, NOT THAT, NO!!!” Susan struggled violently. But she was hardly in a favourable position to do so. It merely took Mick to hold her arms firmly pinned to her back and Shane to grab her throat from behind to impose complete control onto her. “Awwww, shit, man, it’s even better when she’s trying to fight us. I can’t believe this bitch!!! I’d pay for shit like this!!!” “Yeah, man, yeah!! Hold her steady now!!” Shane increased the pressure on Susan’s throat until she stopped struggling for long enough so he could aim. It took almost half a minute as Susan’s screams, protests and pleading turned into barely audible squeals and squeaking gaps for breath. Her vision was black. Her body was going limp. Then Shane spat down her ass-crack. Then came the pain. Susan was not lying. She had no experience with anal sex. Her husband was never interested in it, considering it perverse and even though it was heavily featured in the porn magazines shed find under her son’s bed, it just felt dirty to her. She DID occasionally fantasise of pleasuring a man this way, but these fantasies brought a strong sense of guilt along with arousal. There was a lot of guilt to go round this evening. But the fresh portion of pain managed to make its presence known. Shane was not what you’d call a gentle lover. Quite the contrary, you could say he took pleasure in inflicting pain on his partners, willing or, as in this case, less than willing. So it considerably enlarged his enjoyment to know that Susan was in so much pain from his backdoor intrusion. “Awww, God, she’s so fucking tight!!! Awww, shit MAN!!!” They could never reach perfect rhythm, of course. They were both pushing to get maximum satisfaction and had to struggle with Susan who was screaming and thrashing, yet completely unable to avoid any of the hurt sent her way. But it made the whole thing even better to both of them. “Dude, this is fucking incredible!!! I’m gonna cum again, man!!!” Mick was deep in Susan, deeper than ever before, as her body was crushed under Shane’s weight and forced onto Mick’s cock. Mick ejaculated screaming like he was losing his mind. Mick’s cock-head, pressed against Susan’s cervix spat several thick gushes of cum straight into her womb. “Fuck! FUCK! FUCKFUCKFUCK!! I don’t believe this shit, man, she sucked me dry, the bitch is fucking unbelievable…” Shane had no comment on this statement of his friend and comrade as he was very busy, pulling Susan’s hair back. He got her off Mick’s penis, down on the sofa, as he forced his own penis into her mouth once again. “You can tell me about how you loved the taste of your bowels later, slut, now suck it!!!” In reality there was no sucking going on. He pushed it in and pushed and pushed and pushed until he himself screamed and shot his cum down Susan’s throat. She coughed and gagged and spat it out as he rubbed his penis against her face, breathing and swearing heavily. “Aw, FUCK, man… Fuck man, this WAS SOMETHING. This was something, man…” 4. Much can be said about what happened afterwards. Susan will certainly have time to think about it in months and years to come. She will have time to analyse the harm she invited upon herself, the shame scarifying her soul for good, the hate and guilt she gave birth to during the course of that evening. She will also have time to think about why they chose her. Or was it that she chose them? Was she just a victim? Was she encouraging them? Was she inviting them? Would they have raped any random woman like that, given the circumstances? More importantly, would they have given any other woman a ride home? “Give her the clothes, man, I want her dressed.” Shane was looking for his car keys. “Aww, man, don’t be a pain in the ass… What does she needs clothes for?” Mick seemed reluctant to dress himself. “Have you no shame, man? The lady needs a ride home and we wouldn’t be much of the gentlemen we claim we are if we were to return her home just in her stockings and shoes. Not that her husband is not used to her coming home like that, I am sure he is, but we want to show we know where passion stops and where good manners start.” Susan was handed what was left of her clothes and ordered to dress. She put the torn clothes on in robotic, stiff manner. The hallway was even darker when they left the apartment. The walked down the stairs, Shane leading the way, Susan threading uncertainly behind him and Mick, still buttoning up behind them. “Aww, crap. I need to piss” Mick announced. “That’s fucking typical, man.” Shane mumbled. “Remind me to never take you to the movies.” He got the keys out of his pocket. “Here, hurry up!” Mick laughed aloud. “Man, sometimes you’re, like, the brightest person I know. And sometimes you’re so slow. Keep the keys.” He turned to Susan. “Get down, bitch. One last drink for the road, OK?” It should have been over. It should have been over by now… It should have been over. I hate you I hate you I hate you so much. “Open up.. Open up, aahhhhhh, uuuhhh, that feels good, man!!” It didn’t all go in. Some of his urine fell on her face, on her breasts (exposed through the torn blouse and bra), some of it ended up on her hair. And some of it, quite a lot of it, actually, went into her mouth. And as much of it as she could spit back and send it down her chin and neck, some of it made it down her hurting throat and into her stomach. Not much, perhaps, not that much, but some of it definitely. I hate you so much. So much… “What a great slut, man… What a perfect whore!!! People pay big fucking bucks for something like this. Huge fucking bucks, man”. The same car. The same smell. The same radio chatter. The same laughs and insults between Mick and Shane. The streets she started to recognise. The block she knew. Home… “Well, it’s been a pleasure, ma’am.” Shane said when they opened her door and forced her out of the car. “Say hello to hubby for us and don’t forget to show him some of the stuff we taught you. But, you know, keep some of it a secret. You know, kiss and tell, not good. Bad girls do that and we don’t want anyone to think you’ve been a bad girl, OK? Hubby especially. Right?” Susan nodded. Like a robot. Like a guignol. She nodded and stayed in the same spot as Shane started the car and drove down the street slowly. They left. And that brings Susan back home. She looks across the street. She can see her house. All the lights are off, save for the one on the outside. That means her husband is asleep. What time is it anyway??? Doesn’t matter. The time is later than it should be. She better hurry. She needs to have a shower. Then silently get into bed, without waking her husband up. A pill or two and she will sleep a dead, black sleep, sleep that will take her way beyond her hubby’s time for work in the morning. Then she will wake up. And then… Then it can all start. Good luck Susan. And I mean it. Best of luck to you and your sinful, broken soul. You made many mistakes. You made many wrong decisions. And your punishment will be many times the proportion of your sins. Good luck, Susan. I mean it.

Voodoo Queen By Jimmmy D. Amaris... A beautiful name only matched by the girl who owns it. Locks of auburn tresses shaking about her shoulders and perfectly slender neck. Wonderfully perky breasts, and an equally perky butt. I thought there could be no creature more divine than this. "Hello." Amaris said in a playful voice, jumping on my back. "Hi..." I said with a grunt, nearly falling over from the surprise, "You wanna get off my back? Walk next to me like a normal person?" She sighed almost dejectedly, but climbed off none-the-less. As she walked next to me, i couldn't help but think of her short stature, barely 5'2", but her beauty was no less magnificent. "So what are you doing tonight?" she asked me, breaking the awkward silence. "I'm not sure, do just like every other day after school, get stoned and watch TV." I said looking down at her. "Mind if I join you?" she asked me, returning my gaze. I couldn't look into her eyes long, something inside me wouldn't let me, my eyes involuntarily snapped forward. "Sure, I don't know why you'd wanna hangout with someone like me." After school i found her at her locker, and we went off to my car, then strted heading to my house. "So what kinda weed you got?" she asked me. "Uhm..." I as surprised by this question, "Its a dutch hybrid." she had never appeared to be into smoking before, I wondered why she wanted to start now. I pulled up into the drive way and parked my car, we clmbed out, and made our way up to the second floor, to my bedroom. Amaris layed back on my couch as i got into my sock draw and pulled out my equipment. Rolling papers, a sealed up cigar, a mini-bong, a pipe, and of course a quarter sack of weed. "What do you want to use?" i asked Amaris, displaying the stuff i had. "Uhm... how about the bong?" "Okay, letme get it all set up here." i ask as i plucked a weed nugget from the bag. I broke the chunk of weed up with my pocket knife, and packet it nice and tight into the bowel. I filled the bong with water, up to the carb, and we were good to go. "You want the green hit?" i asked her, remaining a perfect gentleman. "Sure." she said with a sweet grin spreading across her face. She held the bong up to her lips, held the flame over the bowel, and started sucking... the bubbles in the bong water were like music to my ears, but as i looked at her smoking the bong, I couldn't help but imagine her sucking my dick. She held her breath for about 20 or 30 seconds before finally breathing out all that smoke. She passed the bong to me and i lit up aswell. Holding my finger tight over the shotty hole, i held the flame over the bowel and toked up. I layed back as i exhaled the smoke, and as i layed back my erection became visible. "You've got a stoner boner." Amaris said giggling, her eyes glazed and red. I looked down and saw Amris rubbing my cock through my pants. "Don't stop." I said, laying back enjoying it" She unzipped my pants, and puled them off, along with my boxers. she slowly massaged my cock as she tongued my balls. she took the head of my cock between her lips and really started sucking, like she had a chunk of ice stuck in a drinking straw. closed my eyes and bit my lip. As the drugs began to take hold the sensations of her sucking and fondling my cock were amplified 10 fold. She finally started deepthroating my cock, touching the glands of my cock to the back of her throat. I blew my load right down her throat. She pulled her panties off, from under her short skirt. she grabbed my hand and started rubbing it on her pussy. "Whoa, you're..." i began, but she interrupted, "Yep, I'm shaved." She lifted her dress up and climbed ontop of my throbing cock. She sighed and moaned slowly as she pushed herself down, until my cock touch the back of her pussy. she started moving up and down on my cock. My sight was covered in haze, but her hot little body came cutting through the fog like a hot knife through butter. Her pussy was wet like her mouth, but wetter. Her juice was running down my cock, over my stomach, and onto my couch. As i looked down to my stomach he brought her hand down and caught some of her juices on her finger, she pulled it up to her mouth and started sucking on her finger, like she did on my cock. I was under her spell, she was the voodoo queen and I was her zombie. I finally blew my load in her pussy. She laid back, under her spell, I began to lick her pussy, lapping at it like a thirsty dog. I was suckng on her pussy lips, sipping up her juice, hot and sticky, delicious, sweet, not salty. I delve my tongue, as far as i could, into her pussy. I moved my tongue in a circular motion, no neglecting the inside walls of her pussy. While i was working away on her, Amaris was moaning, sighng, and pinching her nipples. She was gritting her teeth, licking her lips, and holding my head close to her groin. She started moaning louder and louder, as my tongue flew faster and faster. Until finally she climaxed, screaming for a few seconds, then collapsing in on herself, in a heaving pile of warm juicey flesh. My gaze grew a bit cleaer as we sat there... "Time to toke up again." she said in an out-of-breath voice. I pulled the bong and the lighter up, packing in just a bit more weed, to top it off. She held the bong up to her lips and lit up. After taking a huge breath she held it for a few seconds, then starting kissing me, deep. As our tongues wrestled i could taste the smoke, I enhaled deeply, then ble it back into her mouth. The pot began to take hold as i started to penetrate her tight asshole. I squeazed her ass hard and long as i slid my dick in and out. In this case we didn't use lube. You would think dry anal right? Bad right? Wrong, i still had her sweet sweet nectar on my cock, aswell as running down the crack of my ass. I leaned down on her back and reached over her shoulders massaging her tits as i fucked her doggy style. I moved my left hand down her chest and over her stomach, applying slight pressure. I move down to her nether regions, and started rubbing her hairless groin, before moving onto her clit. I pinched it slightly, then rubbed it between my middle and index fingers. As I pumped my cock in and out faster and faster i moved my fingers down from her clit, and into her juicey pussy. I finger fucked her while I also got her from behind... Black Magic Queen Doing that Voodoo

Jimmy's Lesson, Part 1 Jimmy lives across the hall with his mother, and I've watched him for many weekends and nights since he was an infant. His mother Beth is a single parent and is often away on business. I'm a writer and not being very successful at it, I never travel anywhere. Jimmy's mother and I had tried to have a bit of a relationship when they moved into the building years ago but we ended up deciding we were just friends. While I may have fantasized about a physical relationship with Jimmy (or someone young like him), I thought I would never initiate anything for obvious reasons. Some sexual fantasies can be acted out while others need to remain imagined. That changed quite dramatically one rainy fall Saturday afternoon. Jimmy's mom had left him with me Friday evening to go on a weekend get away to return on Sunday. Jimmy had just recently turned 12. He was reading in the spare bedroom since we couldn't go to the park as we typically did after the chores were finished. At least I thought Jimmy was reading. I got up from my work to stretch my legs and to see what he felt like eating for dinner. As I got closer to the bedroom, I heard exaggerated, rhythmic breathing which triggered a tickling sensation in my groin and an unexpected growth in my shorts. My body had registered a sexual act before my brain had fully realized what was happening. Thankfully, it kicked in just in time for me to hesitate before I went barging into the room. From the hall way I could see Jimmy on the bed. He had his shorts pulled down around his knees. I could also see quite clearly that the reason for his breathing was that his hand was very busy pumping his small but hard penis in a rapid and frantic way. I froze in my tracks and watched in fascination a scene that I had only imagined as I masturbated on my own, or while looking at the teenaged boys I had seen around the neighborhood and in the park. But I had never actually witnessed a boy playing with himself, as I had begun doing at about the same age when I was a youngster. I was pressing my cock down between my legs to try to give myself some relief, but I suddenly knew that I was either going to have to open my jeans to pleasure myself or I was going to have to interrupt this vision. "Hi", I said. "I was wondering what you wanted for... oh I'm sorry I didn't know, I'll be back later when you've finished up." Jimmy grabbed the book he had been reading and put it on his lap, covering his nakedness. "Please don't get angry with me for doing that," Jimmy said, pleading, and taking me by complete surprise. "Angry, why would I be angry with you?" "And please don't tell my mom about what you saw." "Why would either I or she be upset about you masturbating?" I asked trying to come to grips with what was transpiring. "My mother has never liked my playing with myself. Mom caught me when I was, like four, doing it and she spanked me. She thinks that kind of stuff needs to wait until I'm older." "Well, that's ridiculous," I said. "I never thought your mom was a prude. Everyone masturbates, children and adults. It's one of the things that makes us human. We can manipulate our sex organs to pleasure ourselves. We don't have to just jump into having sex with another - sort of like the birds and the bees do." "So you won't tell?" Jimmy implored. "You bet I won't," I promised. "We can make a pact that neither one of us will reveal what we've talked about or what has happened today." My head was spinning. Could it really be possible that Jimmy is swearing me to a code of silence about my catching him masturbating? The possibilities of what else might transpire that we could agree not to tell her mom were dancing in my head while the blood was returning to the cock trapped in my jeans that I wanted to get my fingers on. "Do you play with yourself? Masturbate? Do all adults do it too?" Jimmy asked. "Sure we do. You know that very hard thing you had in your hand a moment ago, what do you call it?" "I call it my thingy, but I have friends that call it cock and prick and fuck pole." Jimmy blushed and I think for the first time realized that his cock was exposed under the book on his lap. He moved the book aside and spread his legs a little bit. I had given him plenty of baths up until a couple of years ago when it seemed best for him to bathe himself. Maybe that was the reason that Jimmy didn't seem too self-conscious about showing me his penis. Seeing his penis again, and with his improving the view by spreading his legs, was pushing me right over the edge. I was either going to have to start grabbing myself or get out of the room shortly. Luckily the conversation kept unfolding in the right direction in just the nick of time. "It gets a bit bigger when I rub it," said Jimmy as he let the book fall aside. "Mine gets bigger than yours because I'm older. Have you ever seen an adult's up close?" "I've seen my cousin Bill's but it's little compared to yours I'll bet. And I've never seen him play with it. Will you show me sometime how you masturbate by rubbing yourself? Maybe we could do it at the same time." At that point, I was certain this was a very vivid dream that I would wake up from in short order. "Sure," I said. "Probably no time like the present, since you have already started and are half undressed. Why don't we both take off the rest of our clothes to be comfortable. But son, this is really something neither one of us can tell your mom or anybody else about. Big people like me aren't supposed to be doing things like this with boys your age." "Oh, don't worry. I wouldn't dare, I would get into so much trouble. Thanks so much for making me feel like playing with myself is an OK thing to do." Of course it's not just playing with yourself, I thought, that is what's going on here but at the moment my urge for release and the possibility of what we might do together was way too compelling to stop. Jimmy slipped off his T-shirt and I saw his bare chest and developing muscles. I started to undress. I pulled off my own T-shirt and bared my chest. I don't have much hair on my chest to speak of so didn't expect Jimmy to respond as he did by looking admiringly at my chest. I slid my jeans off of my legs and then stepped out of my jockey shorts. "Wow," Jimmy said. "You are really big, and you have hair all around your thingy!" I couldn't resist touching myself, being with this young, naked Adonis and showing off my wares. I sat on the bed next to Jimmy, spread my legs, and held my cock up and stroked it a bit. It relieved some of the pressure I was feeling, but I knew it wasn't going to help for long. "The hardness of my penis is from my being aroused by what we are doing. I see that yours is hard too. Show me how you stroke it like you were doing when I came in." Jimmy resumed stroking his penis, his small hands covering most of the little flesh pole, but pushing the little head up at each down stroke, and a beautiful sight it was. I massaged my cock very slowly so as not to bring myself to an orgasm too soon. While we were in pretty deep already, we were at a point where we could chalk up what we had done so far to an advanced anatomy lesson or perhaps graduate school 'birds and the bees,' but if we took those next steps, we were really going to cross a line of no return. I had two thoughts: This wasn't likely to happen again, and I hope I can get away with it. Jimmy looked longingly at my hard cock and asked, timidly, "Would it be okay if I touched it? I'll let you touch mine if you want." "Sure, we can do both at the same time to each other and then we'll both feel good at the same time. Jimmy took hold of my man meat and I grasped his boy meat, and we both started to breath rhythmically like I had heard his breath before I came into the room and interrupted his masturbating. I was going to come big time and probably have a very noisy orgasm if Jimmy continued to stroke me, but I wasn't capable of interrupting him just now. I decided to concentrate fully on him and what I was doing to his little cock and see if that was distracting enough to keep me from scaring him with my ejaculation. Pretty quickly, thankfully, Jimmy began to climax and lost interest in my cock. His hand went back to his own his cock, pumping rapidly as he stared at my hand doing the same. Jimmy began a rolling orgasm that lasted for several seconds. His thighs squeezed together and Jimmy pushed up on his feet, raising his middle off the bed. All of this without making a sound. I gathered that the silent orgasm must have been a response to having been caught by his mother and punished. I was certainly hoping he would remain silent about more than just the orgasm. It took a few minutes for him to recover. Jimmy lay back panting and making little sighs. I rolled onto my back and when Jimmy had began to breath normally, he rolled toward me and cuddled, sort of half on and half off of me with my arm around him. "That was awesome," Jimmy finally was able to say. "You really know how to do that super. Did it happen for you too?" "No," I said. "Not yet, but I think it won't take too long. I'm very excited by our being together and helping you to have an orgasm." "Oh, what can I do to help you feel good too?" I wasn't going to let this opportunity go by without my having my mouth on that beautiful little penis or the possibility that my cock might get a chance to be in his mouth. I decided to offer a couple of other lessons before I came, if I could resist long enough. "Before I do that, I have something else I want to show you about how two people might make each other feel good in the way you just did. Will you climb up on me and straddle my head with your thingy pointing down?" Jimmy didn't question or hesitate, but climbed right up and swung his legs over my head. I put my lips around his little cock and began to lick it with my tongue. I grabbed myself with my right hand and stroked, but very gently because I didn't want to come just yet. With my free hand I reached around and caressed Jimmy's smooth, boyish ass cheeks. I used the hand that was around his backside to push him firmly into my mouth while Jimmy ground his hips and ran his cock and balls down across my tongue. For a second time in just a few minutes Jimmy had a massive, but silent, orgasm that seemed to keep coming and coming. "That was cool. Thanks a lot," he said after he had caught his breath. "Can I make you feel good now? Can I use my mouth to please you too?" Just the sort of invitation I was hoping for. "Sure, let's start with your hand and then your mouth. I'll lie on my back and you can kneel here beside me." I patted the bed next to my hips. I wanted to be able to explore his body while Jimmy fingered my cock. Jimmy did exactly as I told him. He leaned over from his kneeling position and tentatively began to explore my penis with his fingers. I held his wrist and showed him how to pump my cock. Once he got the right grip, he knew exactly the amount of pressure and speed to apply. Meanwhile I let my left hand explore his little body from his chest down his flat tummy to his beautiful, hairless scrotum and then underneath to his anus. This made him squirm. While Jimmy was pumping my cock I thought, what a masterful job for someone who hadn't done it before. But maybe it was just so unbelievable that this was even happening that I was in awe of it all. It only took a bit of time for me to reach my first orgasm and I yelped out a scream that startled Jimmy. "AAAHHH, AAAHHH, AAAHHH." My cum came spurting out of the head of my cock and caught Jimmy by surprise, since his orgasms were still dry. The creamy syrup splashed on his hand and wrist, some of it even going up to hit his face, which was bent close to examine my prick as he was pumping it. "Did I hurt you, are you ok?" he said, wiping at the cum off his face and rubbing his cum-soaked fingers on the bed sheet. "I'm fine," I panted after I caught my breath. "I have noisy orgasms, or rather, I choose to have noisy orgasms. Don't you ever want to celebrate out loud when you come?" "Well maybe, but I need to be quiet too." "Not here with me, Son. We can scream as loud as we want when we come." "Can I give you kisses now on your thingy?" Winning the lottery would not have given me as much pleasure as that remark by this naked boy with me on the bed. I grabbed him around the waist and pulled him on top of me. "Yes, I would like that very much." "Me too," he said, and he put his lips on mine and pressed hard, which took ME by surprise. I returned his kiss by pushing my tongue into his mouth and flicking it a bit. It resulted in a little boyish giggle. Jimmy felt really good lying on top of me. With our lips touching, his middle was above my cock, so we could feel our cocks rubbing together. "I like being here with you, George. Can you show me how to use my mouth on your thingy?" "Yes my boy, I'd like nothing better." I spread my legs apart and he slid down between them and cautiously put his mouth on my cock. "Use your tongue to lick the head of my penis until you feel like opening your lips and taking the head into your mouth." He was able to manage it without difficulty and knew just what to do. He quickly had me churning. I helped him apply pressure by holding him by the back of his head. Before I came again though, I wanted to get my mouth back onto his cock, tasting his sweet testicles and seeing the little rose bud of his anus. "Turn around this way son, so that I can enjoy you too." He swung his butt around so that it was over in my face. "It's funny to do it upside down like this," he said. "Different," I said, "but if we practice we might be able to both come at the same time. That's a nice thing to have happen." Maybe it was beginners luck, or maybe we were just good together but I felt his urge and mine building at about the same time. I was sucking on his cock and thrusting a middle finger into his back hole. Both of our orgasms were muffled because we didn't want to give up where our mouths were, but his was noisier then it had been before. We were both feeling quite spent at that point and we pulled the bed covers over us and snuggled. I'm not sure about Jimmy, but I think I might have passed out within minutes.