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I was hot. Not just hot, I was dying to get laid. It had been almost six months since I had last had my pussy doused with a man's hot cum.Let me give you a bit of background to what happened to me and lead me to my current condition. My name is Evenly Wood, Evie, as everyone calls me. I'm a 32-year-old professional woman. I'm 5'6" and about 120 lbs. I have dark hair that I usually keep up in a bun for work and blue eyes. My tits are a lovely c cup and I've been in a dry spell lately.Actually it's been a drought. I'm a horny woman. I used to getting laid whenever I want. Guys fall all over me and I use them however I want. When I was a kid I used my dad to get what I wanted (I never had sex with him or anything). In high school I used the boys and teachers (I never had sex with any teachers either, not until college). I use the men at work to get ahead now. But for some reason I was having the worst luck. After the first month I was surprised to notice. I had been working a lot and well hadn't had the itch. When I realized I had gone a whole month with out sex I didn't worry. I knew someone would CUM along. Sorry. Any way one month stretched into two and I really began to feel it. I decided to try and take my mind off it by going to the gym. I use the gym to work out only occasionally. We have a fitness center at work that I work out at regularly so I stay fit. I use the gym to find men. So I got into my naughty gym outfit. Spandex shorts with the G-string and top. I don't wear any undergarments because when you have a guy in a stall fucking you they get in the way. So I made my way down to the gym and got changed in the ladies locker room. I got naked and while I was changing noticed a few female admirers. I've fucked girls before. I prefer men but if the mood strikes or in a situation that I should go down on a girl I will. I let them look and even took a little longer than necessary while getting changed. I like to be looked at. My pussy opened and I just knew that I was going to have a good work out. I'm out on the floor working out and nothing is happening.I try all my tricks. "Can you help me? Wow your really strong" and a few others. Nothing. So I go to the stair master. Guys are always staring at the girls working their asses. A few guys stop to look and I make eye contact and smile hoping to get a bite but they just move on after they had a look. I was getting frustrated. All these people going to the gym so that they can look good and when I flirt with everyone in the place no one notices. I grabbed my stuff and went home not bothering to change. I got some good looks from some men but that was it. My outfit gave me some ideas.The next day I stopped wearing a bra to so off my tits a little. That always works. Guys love chicks with no bras on. The way their tits bounce gets them hot. A college professor told me that after he fucked me one time. Nothing all day. Work went real smooth.I had more help than usual and I got free lunch but that was it. Not even a hoot from the construction workers. Everyone was looking but that was it. What does a girl have to do spread her legs and beg? That was it! I stopped wearing panties and started wearing short skirts. Men, women, boys (I love boys they can go all night. They're like a special treat when I've been good) I flashed my pussy at them all. One old man even groped himself in front of me through his pants on the train. He was old but I was hot so I showed him my tits and he blew. He stiffened in his seat and that was it.He fell right to sleep. Fucker!! I didn't even wake him when it was his stop. I started to dress for sex. No bra thin shirt so you could see my nipples. No panties and short skirts so you could see my pussy. I sat with my legs open like a bad girl does (my mom told me that good girls keep their legs together, I was a real bad girl then mom!). Two months stretched to three. I began to masturbate. I would wake up in the morning and use my fingers and at night I would use my vibrator. Soon I was fingering myself at work. I just couldn't get laid. The fourth month I started exposing myself to food deliver guys trying to get a quick fuck. One night I ordered pizza and god ready for the delivery guy.I put a porno in the VCR and left my vibrator on the coffee table for anyone to see. I had diaphanous shirt with no bra on and a tiny mini skirt with no panties. As I waited for the pizza I fucked my self with the vibrator just thinking about delivery cock got me hot and really wet. I was going to get laid. There was a knock at the door so I answered with my shirt open. It's not like I was hiding anything anyway and left my skirt bunched up so he would be able to see my wet swollen pink pussy. As I opened the door I almost laughed at the expression on the boys face. He was maybe 18. Dirty blonde hair, pimples, a bit of facial hair, and muscularly undeveloped. He was dumbstruck. "Come on in while I get your money," I said walking back into the apartment. I went into the kitchen and heard the door shut. Like at mouse caught in a trap. I waited and watched him look around. The shiny vibrator on the coffee table, the porno playing loudly he knew what I was doing and he should have known what I wanted. I fingered myself a little in the kitchen to get my fingers wet. I came out tits swaying and a gleam in my eye. "So what is the total?" I startled him from his porno. On the screen a blond was taking it up the ass. "Ah...Ahhhhh twen--twenty dollars with the delivery charge."I could almost hear him swallow as he stared at my tits. I handed him a twenty-dollar bill. "Here you go. What's your name?" "Harold ma'am.""Please don't call me ma'am. Your mother is a ma'am. Do I look like your mom?" I asked playfully thrusting my tits forward. This was almost too easy."No ma... No not at all.""Good. I was wondering Harold if you would like to earn a tip. A special tip?" "Ah... ok.""Good! Well Harold have you ever fucked a girl?""No not really.""No? Not Really? What does that mean Harold?""I never..." he looked so sad like he was going to cry.I was so happy!! I was going to get fucked!!"Well Harold as you can see I was watching a porno and fucking myself with that vibrator when you came." I pointed to the wet vibrator on the table for emphasis. "And I thought since I have such handsome man like your self here you might want to give me a hand so to speak."He stared at me like he had just been hit by lightning. I suppose he had. How many times does a guy like him ever get propositioned like that? "Harold I want you to bend me over that couch and fuck me real good is that ok?""Fuck yeah!!" he said snapping out of it."Good why don't you let me see that cock of yours and we'll get to work." When excited Harold finally got out of his pants it was like god was answering my prayers. The boy had a giant cock. It had to be a good eight inches and three around. I almost let out a whop when I saw it. This was going to be good."My, my, Harold. You sure do have a big dick." He looked down in embarrassment again. I got on my knees. I just had to suck it. "Harold you show this thing around and every woman who sees it is going to want to fuck you." I said waiving his cock. I planted a kiss on the tip. Then a lick on the tip, then I licked the whole shaft. I smiled up at Harold. My pussy was singing. I was going to get laid!I went down on the shaft and began to suck him with all my skill. I sucked him hard and nibbled his dickhead. I made slurping noises because guys like that. I deep throated him. I washed his balls in my mouth silently telling them that they were going to be emptying in my pussy in a bit. When he started to fuck my mouth I knew he was getting close so I started to jerk him off into my mouth. He was a boy with a hair trigger so I knew that once I got this first cum out of the way I could enjoy myself with my new toy. He made that pained face and sprayed into my mouth. "AHHHHHHGGH!!!" he yelled as he came. He shot a full creamy load right into my mouth. Mmmm, virgin boy cum nothing like it! I washed his cock clean with my tongue as his dick shriveled. I knew that it would come back to life because he was young.I got up and smiled at him. "Did you like that Harold?" He opened his eyes and looked at me like he was just waking up. "Yeah... Yeah!" "Good. Now it's my turn," I said as I lay on the couch and spread my legs for my teen lover. He looked at my open wet sex and moved over to me. "You don't need to lick it Harold just stick it in me," I said as he made a move to go down on me. He got up and positioned himself over me and rubbed his flaccid dick over my pussy. Nothing. I tried to jerk him off and talk dirty. Nothing. I got up on the coffee table and put my ass in his face so he could eat me and watch the porno. Nothing happened to his dick and I couldn't teach him to eat me. I got frustrated and finally threw him out. I threw my vibrator at the wall and it broke. Stupid. I was so horny that I rubbed my self almost raw trying to cum. I masturbated all night and couldn't cum. Getting no sleep I called in to work. I needed a new vibrator now so I went to the porno shop. After shopping for a bit I found the perfect replacement. I was going to pay when I noticed a couple go in to a room. I followed and saw that they had video booths. The video booths are these little rooms that you can view porno for a quarter an minute. Some even have Glory Holes.Glory Holes are holes in the booth so men can get their cocks sucked. I had a friend in high school whose mom used to go to places like this and have sex with men. She was an interracial whore. She loved the black men. In fact she loved them so much she got pregnant by one and ruined her marriage. I got hot with the prospect of getting fucked through a hole or sucking some cock. I slipped into a booth beside the couple and looked through the glory hole. The woman was getting undressed. She was a rather normal looking woman. Maybe a housewife. She was over weight with brown hair and big fat titties. What I assume was her husband started to suck her cunt when she was naked. "That's right baby. Get my pussy already. Get me all nice and wet. Ohhh that's nice. Your such a good pussy licker," she was really getting into it when I saw a large black cock poke through the hole opposite me."Stop honey, a man needs my help." He stopped and got up and his wife got on her knees and started licking and sucking the strange dick. "Look how big he is dear!" she said waiving that black monster at her husband. "He's so much bigger than you. Oh I have to fuck him.""Hey. Wait... Please don't. I don't want you to do this," The husband softly pleaded to his wife. "That's going too far.""No dear. You wanted me to be a whore and now I am. I gave in and let the boy next door fuck me. I let Bob fuck me too. I took another woman to bed with us. Now I want to get stretched by this big handsome black cock. Come on around so we can fuck," she said to the owner of the black cock.I watched it disappear from the hole and then there was a knock at the door. The black man stepped in and then stopped when he saw her husband. "Don't worry he's just going to watch. Maybe he'll learn a thing or two." She sat back on the stool in the room and spread her thighs.The black guy was about sixty. He had mostly dark hair with some gray mixed in. His face was wrinkled with age. The housewife took her black lover by the cock and guided him to her wet hole. "Ohhh this is going to be a fuck to remember," she said as she rubbed his dick head all over her pussy."Honey what a bout a condom? What if you get pregnant?" The husband asked."I don't have any," The black man said with a worried look."He doesn't have any. Oh well, it's ok if he doesn't cum in me I guess. Why don't you jerk your little prick while I get fucked by his big one. You're so big I don't think I'll ever be able to fuck his small dick again." The last was said to her black lover.I watched as he slipped his dick into her hole. Slowly he eased it up her hole. He stopped at about half way to let her get comfortable before continuing. "Oh god your so big," the house with said to the black man when he was all the way in. "I've never had a dick this big before." He remained silent and slowly started to slide out then right back in. Soon they had a rhythm and were going steady. The husband did start to jack off to the sight of his wife getting fucked by a stranger. He had a normal sized cock but he was nothing to the black guy. "Oh god, fuck me. Yeah! Fuck me while my pathetic husband watches us. Stretch my pussy so he can't fuck me anymore. Oh yeah baby! Fuck my pussy." He was really giving it to her now. His big black pussy poker was all wet with her juice. Her tits would flop when he banged that monster up into her."I'm getting close," he said."Don't pull out. I want it all. Cum in me! Cum in me I want to feel it!!" she said as he banged her."No!!!!" the husband yelled but it was too late. With a mighty thrust the black man surged forward and exploded into the housewife. The husband stood shocked as his wife came on the black man's stiff throbbing pole.Soon after that black guy pulled out and left. The couple got dressed and left. I stayed in my booth until they were gone. I was very hot after that. I wanted to fuck like that, but I didn't want to die. I mean no condom with a stranger? Bad idea.The forth month lead to the fifth and I was on fire. Exposing myself seemed to frighten the men away I noticed. Some men are scared of aggressive women. Add my furious desire to fuck and they seemed to run scared. So I went to visit my sister. Andrea is not only my sister but also my best friend. We always shared boys and clothes just like they were the same thing. She is a bit older than me and taught me how to seduce men. We started having sex together when I was 13 and she was 16. I've always loved her body. She's a goddess. She married after college and had a baby and she has the best husband. He knows that she sleeps with other men and women sometimes, and he doesn't mind. As long as she doesn't have a permanent lover or have a long intimate relationship with another person he feels that as long as it's just sex that's fine with him. I was sure that my sister could help me with one of her lovers or we could make love, just the two of us.I got to her house and rang the bell. She answered after a while; she was in her bathrobe. What a Lazy bum she was, in her bathrobe at 2 in the afternoon. "Hey Evie! How are you?" She exclaimed when she saw me. We hugged in the door before she led me in. "Oh my god it's so good to see you," she said with a huge smile. I hadn't seen her in a couple of months. "It's good to see you too," I said."God let me look at you," she said. I spun around for her. "You really are a beautiful woman Evie.""Thanks sister. You're the beauty in the family though.""Not anymore, you take the prize. I've put on a few pounds and haven't been able to shake them." She did look a little bigger but it was perfect on her. She wasn't fat. She had just filled out is the best way to describe it. She was 5'6" and about 160lbs most of the weight in her big tits. When we were kids I used to love to suck on them. We sat on the couch and talked for a while about things: life, kids, and marriage. Her robe had fallen open and her tits were completely exposed to me. We had seen each other naked enough not to be self-conscious of our bodies with each other but right now it was a distraction for me. She would cross and uncross her legs and I would get a peek at her pubic hair. My pussy was running a mar-a-thon in my panties. I was drenched and began to dance around in my seat. "MOM. Mom where are you?" We heard little Johnny call out. "What honey?" She asked. "Mom I need your help." He said wondering into the living room in just his little underwear. "Honey I'm busy with your Aunt right now. Why don't you say hi?""Hi auntie Evie.""Hi John. How have you been?""Good."I looked at this boy. He was a marvel. He was almost 14 and was gorgeous like his mother. You could see the begging's of a powerful frame starting to take shape on his body. In his little white underwear I could see he had a hard on too! It looked like he had gotten that from his dad. His m father has a BIG cock. I've fucked him and its just heaven. I looked over to his mother before she caught me staring at his dick and noticed that she had not covered herself up at all. John could plainly see her breasts. "What do you want honey?" she asked again."I need you to help me with something," he almost whined."Don't whine! Go to your room and I'll be there in a second." After he had gone I turned to her and said, "He's growing up so fast.""Yeah. One minute they're a baby and the next...""He's going to be a handsome man. You're going to have to keep an eye on him" "Tell me about it. A month ago he came home and asked if he could look at my cunt.""What?!" I exclaimed."I know I was shocked too. He told me that Joanne Meadows had let him look at hers. He told me that he and Eric, her son, had all gone into her bedroom and she had gotten naked for them and shown them her naked body. I was shocked and had a talk with her and straightened everything all out.""What happened?""She told me that she was getting changed and they walked in on her. I don't believe it, but I don't think she'll try anything again. I know how women like her work. Remember mom and all those boys she took to her room?""Yeah I remember.""She is just like her. Loves the young boys. Who doesn't though?" She said with a sideways glace at me. "Don't try that with me," I said. You know I've had underage boys before."I know I was just seeing if you were still the horny girl that I remember." "MOM!""Hold on, I'll be right back," she said.When she left I was left with my own thoughts. Joanne Meadows was trying to make it with John. It was already starting. He was gorgeous. I would love to get him alone for a bit my self and check his "equipment". That was wrong I thought. But I thought about it more and more as my sister was gone. I wanted to get fucked so bad that I was willing to let my own nephew fuck me.She was gone a while and when she came back her robe was untied and her naked body was on display. She sat down and I could see the lips of her pussy. Open and wet. The pubic hair on her pussy was all matted like mine gets after a guy cums on my pussy. Was something going on between my sister and her son? We started talking again and I pushed the subject to sex. "I need it real bad Andrea.""You sucked off the pizza boy and that was it? He didn't get hard again? I've had sex with a couple of teenagers and I can't keep their dicks down. They'll bang my pussy raw if I let them.""I know. I'm so frustrated. I need a good hard fucking.""Well I don't have a dick so I can't fuck you, but I know that I can give you a nice orgasm like the old days. How would that be? Would my baby sister like me to eat her little pussy and help scratch her itch?" she asked almost in baby talk. "Yes please," I said breathlessly. "I need to cum so bad.""Alright then, follow me," she said rising from the couch. She left behind a wet spot where her pussy was on the couch. I was certain she had let her son fuck her. That's why she wasn't dressed or bothered to cover up in front of him. She was fucking her own son! We passed his room on the way to her room."John, go outside and play.""But I don't want to mom. I'm playing video games.""Go out and play, your aunt and I want to be alone."He grumbled but got dressed and left. His hard on had gone away. We went in to her room. "Now sister," she said to me. We're going to have a good time. She undressed me slowly. Kissing my bare skin each time more of it was exposed. When I was naked at last we kissed deeply. With open mouths our tongues dueled. She dropped her bathrobe and lowered me to the bed. She lay on top of me and we kissed again. "Mmmm remember all those time we used to do this?""Mmmm," I moaned in response."I just love making you cum. If you weren't my sister I would be a lesbian. I would be with you forever. No man ever got me as excited as you do.""Ahhhhh," I moaned out as she started to suck on my nipples. She trailed her way to my steaming pussy. I was on fire. I needed to cum so bad I would have killed to do it. She teased me though. She kissed my thighs. She licked around my pussy. She blew softly on my wet hole. After a bit I couldn't take it any more. "Stop it and EAT ME!!" I yelled.She just smiled wickedly at me and teased me with her tongue. Lightly licking my slit. "Ahhhhhh stop. Please make me cum, please..." I begged. I was hers. That's what she wanted. She wanted me to beg for it. She then stopped playing games and dived in. she slipped two fingers in me and clapped her lips to my clit and I came. Oh god did I cum. It was like the flood gates had opened and let all my frustrations out at once. My body went stiff and she sucked my soul out through my pussy. I saw stars and everything went black.I came back to the world with my sister sucking at my nipples. "Was that what you needed?" she asked."Oh yes that was perfect.""Good" she said with a smile. "You do me now." She said as she got up to straddle my face. She lowered her pussy to my mouth and I licked her. She taught me to eat pussy and after the teasing she gave me I wanted to make her suffer. She had me in a position where she could just rub her pussy all over my face so she won out and got what she wanted when she wanted it. After tasting her cunt I knew that she was fucking her son. She had cum in her and all over her pussy. After she had cum we lay in bed holding each other. "Are you fucking your son?" I asked. She looked at me with that smile again. "Yes. I couldn't help myself. One day he came to me and asked why his dick wouldn't go soft after he peed in the morning like it usually does. I didn't want to talk about it but he showed me his hard cock. I was big. That day I was a bad mother. I couldn't help myself. I watched as I kneeled down and grabbed his dick and started to suck it. I had him cum in my mouth but he stayed hard. I brought him to my bedroom and I fucked him. He was still hard after cumming in my pussy."She stopped and looked at me as if I might rebuke her, but I was so horny at the thought of her doing such perverted things that all I wanted to do was fuck her.Seeing that I wasn't going to say anything, she continued, "So we fucked again and again. We fucked all day long. He fucked my pussy, ass and mouth. When he finally was done I was exhausted. Since that day whenever he has a hardon he comes to me and asks for help. Joanne is probably in the same shape I am. Always sore between the legs. Whenever he goes to play he goes to her house. I can't help myself. I love fucking him and won't stop." She had almost started to cry. I held her close and kissed her head. "It's ok. As long as he wants to do it it's fine." We stayed together in bed for almost an hour before I got up to get dressed and leave. "Watch this and tell me what you think," she said handing me an unmarked video. "What is it?""You'll see." Is all she said.I left and drove home happy. I had gotten the orgasm that I needed so badly and was riding that high.*That night I smoked a joint that I had been saving and decided to watch the video my sister gave me. I Almost wish that I hadn't. It was a homemade porno tape of my sister and her son fucking. I watched as she stripped for him and sucked his big boy dick. Whoever was doing the recording did a good job no action was ever lost and they always had the best angles. When he guided that cock of his up his mother's sloppy hole, she was his. They fucked hot and hard with him cumming in her pussy before moving to her ass. There was good view of her holding open her ass for him. He plunged that big fuck stick in her ass and fucked her like at wild man. I fucked myself with my vibrator but it only made it worse. All the frustrations of not getting fucked returned ten fold. I fucked myself with my vibrator telling myself it was John. Begging him to fuck me the way he does his mom. I was a wreck. I got a call from my sister inviting me to a barb-b-Q next month. She said that there were going to be lots of guys there and maybe I would get lucky. "I want to fuck john." I blurted out."You watched the tape?""Yes. How could you do that to me? You knew how hot I was for some dick." "That's why I gave it to you. I knew once you saw him pounding me you'd understand why I do it."Who filmed it?" "Bill did. He came home one day and I was sucking John's dick in the kitchen. He said that he used to fuck his mom and is glad that his son is continuing the family tradition.""I can't believe that.""It's true. He loves watching me get fucked too. After john leaves he's and animal. Between the two of them I get all the sex I need." "Your one lucky girl.""I'll make sure that you can get some time with him and if he wants to you can have sex with him." I hung up the phone and couldn't wait for the BBQ. The day finally came. I made sure to pack some condoms because I was close to my fertile period. I dressed in a light shirt and a skirt. I had my Bikini on underneath. It was one of the smallest ones that I owned. My tits were squished to almost bursting. They looked huge. I had to shave my pussy real close because the bottoms were so small. I chatted up all the single men, and a few married ones, and got plenty of potential fuck buddies for the future. They almost to a man wanted me to go home with them but I had only eyes for a boy. My nephew. I spoke to my sister and she said that he wanted to fuck me too. She also said that she hadn't let him fuck her for a few days and he was real horny. My time had come. It was late and everyone was going home. I helped clean up and we all went to bed. My sister came to get me and lead me to her son's room. She hugged me and said, "Show him a good time." Then left.I opened the door and slipped in. "John are you awake?" "Yes aunt Evie. I've been waiting like mom said to." I dropped my shirt that I had wore to bed and moved to his bed. I was as wet as I has ever been. I moved the sheet back to reveal his young body to my gaze. He looked up at me in the dim moonlight. I looked down at his hard cock and new this was going to be a wonderful night for both of us. I slipped into his bed and embraced him. We kissed almost immediately. I could feel his hard cock press against me as we kissed. We broke the kiss and he said, "Aunt Evie I want to eat you pussy. Mom says that your pussy is the best tasting one she ever ate." I smiled at my well-trained new lover. "Go ahead dear because I want to suck that big cock of yours too." He smiled at me and moved around so he had his dick pointing at my mouth and his mouth over my pussy. I guided his cock into my mouth. His mom had trained him how to eat pussy all right. It was like having her mouth on my pussy as he ate me. I sucked him good. I used all my tricks to get him ready for my hot pussy. I stopped short when I knew that he was charging up to spray my mouth with his cum. "Stop john. Put it in me now. I need it so bad I haven't been fucked in so long.""I'll make sure I do a good job Aunt Evie," he said positioning himself at my opening. He rubbed the head all over my pussy. He played with my clit just like I like to have done before a guy slips it in. Then I felt him at the opening to my hole. He's going to it! Here it comes. He guided his cock up into my body. He slowly fucked his big boy cock up into my body. I could feel my juice run down the crack of my ass. This was going to be the greatest fuck of my life. When he was all the way in we kissed again. He moved his mouth from my mouth to my throat and bit me. "Ahhhh," I moaned out. He bit my left nipple. "Ahhh! Oh god, fuck me."Then he started to slowly draw his cock out of me. Then thrust in back up into my body. "Ughhh. That's it fuck me good John. Just like your mom showed you." He started to pick up the pace and really give me what I needed. I hooked my legs over his shoulders so he could get all of his cock up in me. "YES! YES! YES! Yes John that's it fuck your aunts pussy." I watched his shiny, wet cock plunge in and out of my body. I love watching a dick go in and out of my pussy. I bit his chest and nipples and he moaned out. His thrusts got harder and faster. I knew he was getting close. I wanted to fuck him forever. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" I called out to him.I looked up at his straining face and knew he was going to cum soon. My own orgasms started to build then. It was like a wave threatening to engulf me. It was a tidal wave that built and hovered over me. As it loomed above he called out that he was cumming. His voice sounded far away. With a flash of understanding I tried to gurgle out not to cum in me. I had forgotten the condoms in my lust. But it was too late. I felt his cum spray up in me and my own wave of pleasure crashed down on me cutting off anything I had to say.He fucked me again that night after we rested. Andrea came in and watched. She kneeled naked by the bed masturbating while her son fucked me. I didn't bother with the condoms because if anything was going to happen it was already too late.*Its now six months later and I'm pregnant. I moved in with my sister so she can help me with the baby and I can be near the father. Bill was happy to hear that I had gotten pregnant by his son and I was moving in. I have my own room but John usually sleeps with me. I have a wonderful life. John also has another child on the way with Joann Meadows and I think that Andrea might be pregnant again but from whom?ENDComments are always appreciated. I'm also looking for a proofreader. If you like to read my stories and like masturbating to them, then send me an email.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 21

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Hmmm. Well, it was certainly unexpected. Her 20 year class reunion. 20? That long ago? She wasn't particularly fond of her high school years. As a matter of fact, she had skipped her 10 year reunion without giving it a second thought.Having transferred into her high school in the 10th grade, she didn't know most of the people in her classes, and she had soon latched on to a boyfriend, Jon, that lasted through graduation into her college years. And while she had been enamored at the time, she realized in her senior year that she had missed out on a lot of activities. And while Jon and sex became her whole world at the age of 16, she had only liked the guy, although on some days she thought she had loved him. She had traded dating others for security, and she had regretted that decision ever since she was old enough to look back on her "high school years."There had been other guys who were cuter, and some that she would have been interested in had she been unattached. Only, it was comfortable with Jon. They got along well, he entertained her, and they had fun together. And the sex had been great, or, at least as good as it could get in a car. It wasn't until college, when their relationship became a long distance romance, that she discovered how much larger a cock could get, and, for that matter, how much more fun a guy could be. And while she kept Jon on the string as she dated other guys, she turned him loose upon falling in love with Steven, her husband now of 14 years.So why was she interested in this reunion? She didn't know. Her "ex" wouldn't even be there. Jon had been a year ahead of her. Who would she know? The reunion was a month away, at Zappa's, an adult arcade she had been to before. There was a bar and restaurant, video games, billiards, several types of video gambling games, a dinner mystery-theater, and, she recalled, several small conference rooms, and a banquet room. It would be fun to go. She wouldn't give Steven a choice about it. He would probably know as many people as she did... none.Over the next month, she worked on her tan, being careful not to burn herself or freckle too much. At 38, she looked pretty good. She had recently cut her hair shorter, giving her an "artsy" look. She wore glasses most of the time now, but gray hair wasn't showing up yet, and her figure remained... thirtyish. A few extra pounds, but considering two kids and the available time for exercise, she looked pretty darn good, better than almost all the other moms she saw at the Elementary School.Her breasts remained 38", but gravity was beginning to have its way. Her stomach was a tad pronounced, but not more so than most women who had had children. And, she could compete with about anybody with her legs and hips, which were in great shape. While the mirror couldn't help but remind her that she was aging, her husband had recently given her self-confidence a boost, although in an unexpected way.Steven loved to write stories, of an "adult" nature, and he posted them on a website. There had been over 30,000 visitors to his site, and, although he had only received maybe 50 comments from readers, he had eagerly shared them with her. The letters were often quite a turn-on in that there were people "out there" who were getting turned on to stories modeled in many ways about her. But that wasn't the boost she needed.Ever since they had purchased their digital camera a few months earlier, she had been his favorite subject as he got used to downloading pictures to the computer, trying some limited photo editing, and archiving them. She had pretty well let him have his way with her, and, besides, if he was going to jerk off to pictures of a naked woman, it damn well better be her! She would never admit to him that it was a little fun for her, too.Steven had walked her to the computer screen which displayed his website, and he had her click on the link that said "click here for a glimpse of Hayley." Her first reaction had been to fear the worst, the picture with him cumming on her face. Surely he wouldn't put her face on the web! When the screen loaded (www.asstr.org/~IdleHand/Contents/Hayley.html), her first reaction was relief, quickly flowering into anger as she realized that he was showing her breasts to the world. But they did look... good. Her breasts looked good! It was a negative image, likely altered in some other way, that made her breasts appear artistic rather than just... exhibited. He had cropped the picture nicely. There was no clue as to whose breasts these were. People would probably assume Hayley was a fictional name.Steven then showed her the e-mails he had received. There had only been several hundred "hits" so far, but there were already about 25 e-mails he had collected, a much better ratio than his stories got. She, Hayley, housewife and mother of two, had a fan club of sorts. Men liked the look of her breasts, and the pleasure she took from that gave her self-confidence about her whole body. Let them look.It was quite a change from reading about others' thoughts on what Steven imagined her doing in his stories to reading about what people were thinking (and doing!) while looking at her breasts. The picture stayed. And Steven promised not to post any of the others.About two weeks from her reunion, Hayley was laying on the deck lounger, tanning. Her thoughts battled between the July heat and what the reunion might be like. She could have kicked herself for not thinking of it earlier! She got up and went inside, went to the basement and entered "the land of things kept but never used." She moved a few boxes, looked through several others, and then found them...her yearbooks! She poured a glass of iced lemonade and returned to the deck. Laying down on her stomach, she placed the yearbook on the decking so she could read it. She had forgotten all the little notes everyone wrote to each other - some were witty, some were cordial, some promised friendship forever. It didn't really matter, because it reminded her that she did have friends when she was in school, even if they had been forgotten. As she turned the pages of the class photos, there were many she could not remember, which was okay, considering she had graduated with about 500 others. But there were some names she remembered, and some of the faces triggered vague recollections or specific memories.The sports section showed the football team, mostly of people she didn't remember. There was the star quarterback who had seemed, and looked like, a typical dumb jock. He was probably selling cars now. There was the prom queen and king, neither of which she remembered although she did remember the prom. Basketball. Nope, no memories. There were some track pictures, with her among them. She had been a decent athlete. And the guys' track team...that's where the cute guys were. She remembered them from practices and the bus trips to meets. There had been silly dares on the bus, but she was committed to Jon and hadn't played. Darn it. They were cute. After several days, she started trying to remember the names when she looked at the faces she hoped to meet. This would be fun...to see how people had changed.When reunion night arrived, it was somewhat anti-climatic in a way. She had always assumed that a class reunion would be something like the prom - fancy dresses, the men in tuxes. But it was Charlotte, it was July, it was hot, and she was going to a video arcade. The invitation had indicated summer casual, which she interpreted to mean a dress, but not an "evening dress." She had some nice ones, and spent an hour trying them on, seeing which would give her the best look. She couldn't make up her mind and decided to let Steven choose between two black dresses, which looked good against her tan. His choices were a back-less dress that clung to her skin rising to a choke collar, or a dress that had traditional straps and a lower cut across her breasts. She guessed he would pick the latter so he could look down her dress as she bent over for a pool shot. But she was wrong. He chose the dress that wouldn't allow a bra.***Steven was not very excited about the evening. He had gone to high school in another state and had met only one of her high school classmates, who was a neighbor when she was growing up. The arcade would be great, but the shaking hands and smiles would be wearing. But, you had to do what you had to do. And she did look nice. Glancing at Hayley in the passenger seat, it wasn't obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. He liked that, in that most of the women probably couldn't go without and look "presentable," especially with her size breasts. In the muted lights of the arcade, the unconfined shape of her breasts wouldn't even be as noticeable.There were two other things he liked. Hayley had foregone the usual full size panty in favor of a lacy one that was much briefer. It wasn't outright provocative, but the faint panty-line he had observed following her to the car at least suggested this woman had a sense of fun. The other thing he liked was the spaghetti strapped shoes. He didn't have a foot fetish, but those thin black straps on her bare feet suggested a more ready sensuality than did her dress. In short, she didn't look cheap and she didn't look glamorous. She looked like a well dressed lady but at the same time presented a look that suggested she enjoyed fucking her mate. Of all the looks and heirs that her classmates would assume this evening, there were none that he would prefer more than this or, for that matter, that would be more authentic.They arrived "fashionably late," due solely to traffic. There was no formal dinner but instead a lengthy table of appetizers and small sandwiches, along with an open bar. After shaking hands with a few self-appointed hosts, Hayley apparently didn't recognize anyone she knew, and they filled their plates and chose a table. Steven went to get drinks, a Molson for him and a Bloody Mary for Hayley, the only alcoholic beverage which she liked. After twenty minutes of chatter, mostly listening to her say who she thought some of the people were, there were no "friends" in sight. So he made his way to the bar for more drinks. This was going to be a slow, slow evening. Maybe she would be ready to go play some arcade games.After getting the drinks and turning back towards Hayley, he stopped. Although "horror" would be too strong a word, it was with a full sense of dread that he noticed through a doorway an open floor area and a band testing the microphone. Dancing. A little secret she had kept from him. Video games and pool should have been enough fun for a reunion. But, nooooooooo.He returned his attention to the table, which now had four visitors. Good! More talking, less dancing. Who were these people? They looked nice enough, and it seemed like everyone was excited. As he handed Hayley her drink and was about to sit down, everyone rose, and he could see that they were headed to the dance floor. This turned out to be the room used for the mystery theater, with all the tables removed and seats placed along the wall. Which was worse? Going to a school dance as a kid too afraid to ask a girl to dance, or being married to a wife who expected to him to dance when she knew he didn't like it?Grin. Bear it. Claim a chair. Hayley introduced him to the others. Wes and Tina. Wes ran track in High School. He had dated Tina since then. Two kids with another on the way, apparently a relatively recent discovery as she had a great figure. Tim and Jamie. Another track guy and a blonde he had found and wisely kept in college. Two kids also. And with that, they were off dancing. Nice to get to know them.Then it was his turn, Hayley leading him by the hand. Grin. Bear it. Don't step on your wife's feet. Hope for a slow song. And otherwise enjoy the view. With the dance floor filling rapidly, the air conditioning came on, blowing a steady stream of cold air into the room. And gazing at his wife's chest, it was obvious she felt a chill. And while she could shake her body with the best of them, he didn't think she had considered the jiggling of her breasts, outlined by the tight fabric across them.***It was great to see Wes and Tim again. The cute guys were still...cute, though they would like age in the next ten years to "distinguished looking." They had been cut-ups in high school, and it was obvious they had remained friends since, as the foursome didn't do any catching up. Hayley was glad to be included, and, all things considered, glad to be remembered by them.Steven wasn't doing so badly, and she was proud of him for trying. She gave him a break, trying to pick out the slower numbers, when they could dance...close. Being "close" in marriage lasted only moments, usually an embrace before stripping and making love. But dancing forced you to wait, to feel the warmth of your partner, and to generate an excitement that led to anticipation. She enjoyed the intimacy.When the band took a break, everyone rejoined along the chairs. It turned out that Tina, who was a couple of months pregnant, wasn't feeling well, and Wes had to return her home. Tim and Jamie were happy to hear that Wes could return with Tina's full permission to enjoy the reunion. And they must not have lived too far away, because it was less than a half hour later when Steven handed her off to Wes, now single for the night, who was a very good dancer indeed. Hayley thought that Steven was thinking this was a "win, win" situation, but she would really have rather danced with him. But Wes was a very good dancer, and they danced. Steven got her another Bloody Mary, and she danced some more.Steven went to play a few games about the time Tim switched places with Wes. He wasn't as good a dancer, but then, neither was she. It was the alcohol. But it was okay, wasn't it? She didn't think the alcohol was the reason Tim kept glancing at her breasts, but...let him look. It stirred her on to dancing just a little more aggressively, her tits' movement drawing him in. And then it was Wes's turn again, but, it was a slow number. Wes, too, had taken a full look at her before pulling her close. She felt the compliment. Where was Steven? Still playing games. Her thoughts changed abruptly as she realized that Wes sure smelled good. She wasn't tipsy, quite stable in fact. But she wanted to breathe deeply of that smell, so she leaned closer, placing her head on his chest. His cologne wasn't overpowering, just...nice. Sensual. And, as their bodies nestled slightly closer, she realized it was sort of a turn-on to smell another man. It had been a long time...Before Steven, it was probably Mike. Now he was a great dancer, and imaginative, too, in bed and out. They would dance anywhere, and their college was large enough that it always seemed like it was just the two of them in a crowd of strangers. She would lean into him, as well. He had liked the way her breasts became cleavage when she had pressed against him. Although he had seen her naked frequently, he was always shifting for a view down her dress or shirt. Her breasts hadn't been quite as large then, but she was aware that guys were always looking.She had been uncomfortable in slow dances, at first, at the way Mike would place his hands, not on her waist or behind her back, but directly on her butt, pulling her close to him. And he was persistent about it. She soon realized that no one appeared to notice, and, in fact, it wasn't uncommon. So she would grab him likewise, close her eyes, press herself against his cock, and shift ever... so... slightly, rubbing against his hard shaft in circular patterns as they danced in the tightest embrace.And with sudden awareness, she realized she was doing the same to Wes. She pulled away, afraid of what he would think. "I'm so sorry," she pleaded.Wes had a big grin on his face, and said, "It's okay. We were just dancing, and." He sort of waved it off. But his hands had been on her ass, pulling her against him, she remembered. He hadn't fought it, and, she realized, she was wet from feeling his cock as they danced."Uh, look. I'm going to go find Steven.""Dance with me a little longer, and then go get him. I won't do anything, I promise."He sounded genuine, and the awkwardness seemed to vanish.So she rejoined him, although in a more presentable way. What if Steven had come back when they.? She turned her head slightly to see if Steven was back at his seat. He wasn't. She was relieved. She caught a glimpse of Tim and Jamie out of the corner of her eye, and Tim seemed to be signaling Wes to go to a hallway. She wasn't sure what that meant.Wes separated from her and said, "Look, why don't you go and find Steven. And, uh, don't tell Tim, but, why don't you both go down the hall there and go into the back room on the left. Quietly. Maybe Steven can settle your," he smiled and raised an eyebrow, "itch."Wes left her and started down towards the hall, which Tim and Jamie were already in. The way Wes had said it sounded like there was something going on because they were to be quiet, but they wouldn't be involved because Stephen would fix her itch. She didn't quite understand what was going on, and decided to find Steven. Which wasn't hard. He was just finishing up a pinball game when she grabbed his hand and led him back to the dance area. It was a series of slow numbers, fortunately, and it took a song and a half before she decided what to say to him.She kissed him on the neck and worked her way closer to his ear. "Uh, Wes, Tim, and Jamie went down that hall. I sort of got a hint that we should follow and be very quiet. I'm curious. How about you?"***Steven had felt somewhat hesitant about leaving his wife to dance with her old friends. He hadn't enjoyed the dancing, but he had enjoyed the view of his wife. She could move, and she was sexy doing it. And her moves made her tits jiggle, and her nipples had stayed hard, and...why had he left her? Because it was dancing. He'd never enjoyed it, and watching his wife make her moves had just made him feel the worse by comparison. So Wes had seemed like the answer to an unasked prayer. Let her dance with her friends. He liked the games.Just as he was thinking he should check on his wife, she found him and led him to the dance area. He was glad she was having a good time, and, all things considered, slow dances weren't so bad. But she was physically hot, her skin was flushed around the neck, and she had danced enough to perspire. He moved his hand across her ass, and...it seemed like her panties were bunched up. Feeling her flesh beneath her dress, he squeezed her with both hands, and then she voiced the oddest question. Go down a hallway?How strange. And, how did that come up? Separating from his wife, he looked at her. Her nipples were even more pronounced, if possible. The red splotches on her neck probably weren't from dancing. She tended to overheat in that particular way when she was thinking about sex. Her mouth looked ready for a wet, passionate kiss, and her eyes held a dare. Yeah. He was curious.She led him down the hall, which had smaller conference rooms on either side. They went into the back left one, quietly. The door hinge didn't squeak, and they shut it fully. It took a minute for their eyes to adjust to the dark, far longer than it took for their ears. The room had a corner in it towards the rear, where it was separated from an identical room accessed from across the hall. A moving partition separated the rooms, with a gap in the middle. While the room they were in didn't have windows, the other room had some light from a lit sign shining through a row of decorative glass bricks that formed one corner of the wall.Hayley's friends weren't making any pretenses about being quiet, as they could hear them clearly.Slurping noises."...feels good, Jamie. I was getting a bit worked up dancing with Hayley." That would be Wes. But isn't Tim her husband?"Yeah, we were watching. We didn't know what kind of move you made on her, but it seemed to be working." That would be Tim. And what was Hayley doing that they were talking about? He grabbed Hayley's hand, and he could see feel her trembling with nervousness. They crept up to the opening, but not so close that the light would reveal them.Wes was leaning against a table, his pants down at his ankles, with a beer in his hand. Jamie was squatting and had two hands on his cock and was sucking it noisily. Steven suffered penis envy for a moment, but realized that Wes's cock looked bigger because of the way Jamie was holding it and because it was shaved. Tim was sitting on another table, his back to them."That's just it. I didn't really make a move at all. We were dancing nicely, and then, all of a sudden, she closes in, grabs my rear and starts grinding against me. I got worked up, but she was doing the working. I was about to turn her face to kiss me when she pulled away. It was strange. Whoa, Jamie! I don't want to cum yet."Tim slid off the table and reached over to hold Wes's beer. "Come on now. Are you telling me that the one girl you said you wish you had screwed in High School, who, by the way, shows up (with her husband, mind you) looking great in a dress that stretches against her bra-less tits, made the move on you?"Jamie stepped backwards towards Tim, who set the beers on the table. She lifted her hair so he could reach the zipper at her neck, and he lowered it with one smooth motion. Then she spread her arms slightly, and Tim peeled it off her shoulders, sending it falling to the floor. He reached up and unclasped her bra, which fell on the dress. Her ass was perfectly framed by black garters; there weren't any panties to remove. Tim gave her a quick pat on the butt, and she moved forward towards Wes, who had watched the undressing in every detail."Look. You were watching. I'm not making it up. Steven seems like a great guy, but he wasn't there. I was beginning to think I might have the pleasure of her company back here. It would be the capper for the evening to see her undressed like Jamie here.""Oh, so finally someone talks about me! What am I, chopped liver? Hayley, Hayley, Hayley. If you wanted to fuck her, you should have done it in High School. How about paying a little attention here. This is new for me, you know. I'm used to switching off, but tonight I've got both of you, and, I gotta say, I'm looking forward to it. Tim, that is an invitation, you know."Tim abruptly unbelted and lowered his pants, and laid on the table, his cock fully erect and waiting. Jamie leaned over, resting her arms on the table, then taking him in her mouth. Wes stepped behind her, felt for her opening and thrust inside, adding, "It's showtime, folks."***Hayley knew that that comment was for her, but she didn't think Wes could be sure she was there. She had never watched anyone have sex before, and her body was saying she wanted sex, too. But she didn't think she could keep quiet enough. The conversation in the other room had stopped, but the sound of skin on skin thundered in her ears. Steven had lifted her dress, his face to the side of her body so that he could watch as well. What was he thinking, especially after hearing what they had said about her?He pulled her panties down, and she stepped out of them.The cool air against her wet lips felt...sensuously wicked. He continued to kiss her hips and thighs, but ever so quietly. And he began to use a finger, sliding it around in and around her wetness, not really penetrating, but twitching the end of his finger in time with Wes's thrusts into Jamie. It would have to do. If he did any more, she'd cry out, loudly, for him to fuck her. And that just wouldn't work.Tim was groaning, repeating "yeah" and "that's it" before groaning. Then Jamie's head raised quickly. Hayley had seen cum spurt from a cock before, but it was odd watching in reverse as it spilled from Jamie's mouth onto her husband's cock. And there was no way of keeping it in, with her panting faster and faster due to the fucking she was getting by Wes. She was clearly trying not to be too loud, too. Finally, she saw Wes's face tighten as his body slammed into her with several loud "smacks," and then he relaxed, a distant look in his eyes, looking somewhere just over her own shoulder. He couldn't see her...good."Alright, cleanup time." Both guys looked excited at this apparently familiar phrase. Tim said, "Well, come here!" Jamie leaned over to kiss her husband, and it was clear he was licking up his cum between kisses. When he was done, she pulled away and sat on the table next to him, her feet on the edge of the table, parting her legs. Wes was quickly there, between her legs, eating his cum from her cunt. Wes was saying something but she couldn't make out what he was saying. His mouth was probably full.When he was done, Wes also sat on the table, on the other side of Jamie, so that their backs were facing Hayley. It made it harder to hear, and Hayley wanted to hear every word so she could replay this entire experience over and over. It was obvious that they were cooling off."...your house next weekend, Wes?""Yeah. I'm sorry Tina bowed out tonight. It would have been fun. She's super horny when she's pregnant, as you well know.""I just can't wait until her breasts get larger. That's going to be all kinds of fun.""Okay guys, first you lust over Hayley, you fuck me, and now you're talking about Tina. Don't forget me!""How could we forget you?" said Wes. He gave her a big hug and a kiss. Come on Tim. Let's help her get dressed."Tim began to unroll her panties, but Tina grabbed them and threw them to the side of the room. "Let's let that be a little clue for the mystery theater to solve. By the way, that was great, guys. I don't know why we waited so long to try 2 on 1. I'll bet Tina would like it, too." Wes fastened Jamie's bra, and Tim helped her with the dress, before getting dressed themselves.With Steven's finger still at her cunt, Hayley breathlessly waited as they dressed and left the room, laughing as they exited the other side.It was safe. "What if we had been seen?" Her eyes grew wider. She hadn't meant to say that aloud.***Steven removed his finger from between his wife's legs, placed his hands on her shoulders, and whispered into her ear as he pushed her forward into the adjoining room. "I'll tell you what. Maybe one of them says "come on in!" Or maybe someone just curls a finger in invitation. And I walk you in, just like this. Only, they're naked, and you see Wes and Tim's cocks start to stiffen. And one of them, maybe Wes, since he obviously wants to fuck you, starts stroking his cock and says `I hope you'll join us.' Only, before those words are out of his mouth, my hands have unfastened your dress at the neck, and before you realize what has happened, the top of your dress if falling down, just like this, exposing your breasts to two guys and a girl that I've only just met!""Only, I don't stop there. Before you recover from the shock, I pull your dress past your hips and it falls to the floor, just like this. And then you're standing there, naked except for your shoes. And I know you're turned on, because you're not even trying to cover yourself. So I reach around and give a brief pinch to each of your hard nipples. "They're watching, and Wes really starts to smile, because he knows what he's going to get. He's been admiring your breasts all night. But he wants more, I know. So, I show him. My hands run along your body and meet at your crotch, which is soaked. And I spread your cunt lips so they can see that you want it, to be fucked by two guys. I wipe your juices on your breasts, and I walk you forward to the table, right over to Tim's cock, and they know they have permission to fuck my wife, because the last words you hear me say are, `Take her.'"Steven quickly unzipped and removed his pants, dropping them to the floor and sat on the table, his hard cock already wet with pre-cum. "Tim holds out his arms for you, but instead of an embrace, he grabs your head and pulls you to his cock. Just like that, yes. And you're so turned on you really want to suck his cock, because you never expected to end up in a situation like this, and you know it will happen only once. And you're so focused on that cock, it's like your husband is not even in the room. And even though your mouth is full of this man's cock, you start wriggling your ass, wondering when Wes's cock will fill you up, because you've wanted him ever since feeling his shaft when you danced.""And then you're surprised, as you feel your breasts being caressed by a feminine touch. It's Jamie, and her hands are nervous with excitement because she's never done that before." Steven rolled a nipple between his fingers, removed his cock from Hayley's mouth, and stepped behind her. "You're shocked that another woman's touch could send electrical charges through your body, and, right in time with her pinch, you feel Wes's cock thrust into your cunt, like this. This is what you've wanted, isn't it?""But it's not just a stranger's cock thrusting inside you, it's better than that. These cocks represent those wasted years in high school year when you stuck with the one guy, and were left to wonder what it would be like to have fooled around with others. Only, this is the real world, and your husband is watching you take two guys at once, and there's no denying that you're enjoying sex right now more than any time of your life. So here you are, naked, in a dark room at a video arcade, fucking two guys, your husband's familiar touch forgotten. That is what you want, isn't it? So go ahead and say it, you want to be fucked by two guys."***Steven may be fucking her, but he was fucking with her head as well. Her eyes were closed as his thrusts increased. His cock didn't seem familiar at all. He was fucking her harder than in their bedroom, and his cock seemed larger, as big as Wes's, and it stretched her cunt to ecstasy. Her tits were swinging, bouncing with each thrust. She could just imagine... someone watching them... her fans. As she listened to her husband unfold the story, it wasn't hard too hard to imagine that it was Wes fucking her, with her husband watching from somewhere. And while the fucking was great, it would complete the story if she had a real cock in her mouth right now.It was like Steven was reading her mind. Just as she imagined what was next, his story made it seem real. And here again, he was right on target, reading her mind. So she went ahead and said it. "I want to be fucked...by...two guys." It was a hard thing to say to your husband."Louder."She took a deep breath. "I want to be fucked by two guys!" There. It was out. Watching Tim, Wes and Jamie had been like the best porno movie she had ever seen, only, the acting was great. And she was jealous of Jamie as she had watched. She leaned further on the table, resting her head on an arm, and she used her other hand to reach back to her clit. This was going to be big. Steven was thrusting hard and fast, and she knew he only had moments to go. Her rhythm was right as she slammed back against him, her fingers bringing her closer to orgasm. She felt his hot cum shoot within her, and, for whatever reason, she tilted her head slightly and opened her eyes.She had known he was there, known he would be there. She had smelled him faintly ever since her husband had removed his cock from her mouth...Wes, standing beyond the partition in the dark. The light shone on his cock, mostly, with his hand stroking back and forth quickly. It wasn't hard to find the slight reflection in his eyes. And recognition. They came together, she noisily."Cleanup time." Steven looked surprised. This wasn't part of their normal sex life, as if the rest of the evening was. She spread her legs, and she could see the cum begin to leak between her lips. She gathered his head between her legs, holding his chin and tongue against her wet cunt. She was facing Wes now, and, while she couldn't see him, she could feel him there, gazing at her naked breasts. She cupped one breast with her hand, as if offering it, and she smiled into the darkness. And it dawned on her that in a way, she did have sex with two men. And Steven didn't need to know that...she liked it.ENDComments and suggestions desired, especially from those who have shared it with their spouses. It would only take a few moments to make an author very happy...E-mail to: OneIdleHand@hotmail.com - See my other stories at www.asstr.org/~IdleHand/Contents/contents.htm (case sensitive)

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PART TWOThe fourth day we got a call from Sofia that she was going to a lake with her boyfriend Dan and if we were interested and wanted to join. We discussed and since Tanya was so fond of Sofia and I was looking forward to do some photography, we agreed. We packed our necessities in a bag, I took the opportunity to pack the micro bikini I had bought and took out the other bikinis without Tanya's knowledge. I grabbed my camera bag. Sofia picked us up with her boyfriend Dan and after introduction we were on our way.The plan was to camp at this place over night and comeback the next morning. After a drive of 2 hours we got to a very beautiful lake covered by green mountains all around. We then trekked for another 30 minutes and got to a secluded campsite. Tanya was wearing short shorts and a t-shirt, she had decided not to wear a bra and her breasts were jiggling. The shirt barely covered her belly button. The location was amazing, I took numerous pictures including pictures of the girls and Dan. I was not surprised to see that Dan was attracted to Tanya, in a few pictures he had his hand on her ass, thighs and had also cupped her breasts. After a few minutes we arrived at the campsite and started setting up our camp and preparing lunch. Dan was a nice guy, he worked as an engineer in a nearby factory. Sofia was studying to be a dentist. In an hour's time the camp was set and the lunch ready. We had some light lunch and cracked open a few beers. Dan had something interesting to smoke, we all had a little to lighten up. Tanya and I really enjoyed the scenery and the nature. After a while it started getting hot and Sofia wanted to take a dip and asked Tanya to come along. Tanya told her that she wanted to change into her bikini. She looked at our bag and only managed to find the microkini. Tanya asked me about her other bikinis and I told her that I had no idea. She looked at Sofia, Sofia told her to wear whatever she had. After that, Sofia started taking her shorts and tee off and to my surprise she was wearing a g-string bikini. Her breasts were smaller than Tanya's but her ass was equally amazing. Her legs were well toned. Tanya however was still the complete package. Tanya hesitantly accepted when she saw Sofia in a microkini and went behind a bush to change. She came back and looked amazing. The top barely covered her breasts and was just enough to cover her nipples and little more. Dan had his eyes set on her and told Tanya, the she looked gorgeous. All of us started laughing. The girls went into the water with beer and a smoke and started fooling around. Meanwhile, Dan told me how lucky I was and that Tanya was hot. While we were talking I saw the girls come out to grab more beer, both of them were a sight. Tanya's microkini was see through so nothing was left to the imagination her erect nipples were giving me a hard on. Sofia looked fabulous as well she saw me admiring her body and giggled. The girls went back into the water and asked us to join. Dan and I needed no invitation and undressed. I kept my swimming trunks on while Dan got completely nude. We heard the girls giggle in the water and heard Sofia scream, "At a boy!" We got in the water and grabbed our girls. Tanya and I started kissing and I could see she was very turned on, she started stroking my 8in cock under water and I started rubbing her wet pussy. I assume Dan and Sofia were doing the same. I think the girls were high, they started swimming towards each other and then to our amazement started undressing each other. It took them a minute and both of them were nude. I saw Dan's eyes fixed on Tanya and now the tip of his fully erect cock was protruding out of the water. I was contemplating to lose my swimming trunks when Sofia asked Tanya something in her ear... and Tanya said be my guest. Sofia walked towards me, the water was waist high. She went under the water and I felt a tug on my trunks. She was taking them off.I didn't hesitate at all and she took them off while staying under water. Suddenly I felt a current racing in my body. Sofia had grabbed my cock and taken all of it in her mouth. She sucked it a couple of times and then left it and popped out of the water. She looked at me and winked. Neither Dan or Tanya saw that but it drove me crazy.We fooled around in water for a while Dan grabbed Tanya and carried her to the small waterfall nearby playfully. She didn't mind, I think the drinks and all had made us all very relaxed. I could see that when he grabbed Tanya from behind his cock were poking at her ass while he was gently massaging Tanya's breasts. I took the opportunity to hug Sofia from behind she grabbed my cock and rubbed it on her pussy from behind, all the while being under water. The waist high water hid our erotic encounter. I grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples gently. At the waterfall we were still waist deep in water, Tanya came to me kissed me and asked me if I was Okay with all this, I said yes and kissed her again. She then whispered in my ear that if she can play with Dan's cock but doesn't want to have sex with him. I was a bit surprised and jealous first but then I knew I had a chance with Sofia as well. I asked her if she was Okay if Sofia did the same and she said yes and kissed me back. This was a big turn on for me and Tanya had a whispering chat with Sofia soon after, Sofia looked very excited and playfully nodded. The waterfall had a patch of green on one side, the area was slightly raised, it had beautiful flower, Tanya got out of the water with Dan following her. She started picking up flowers when Dan jumped her and both fell on the ground. Tanya was on top of Dan's chest when he cheekily raised his head and sucked her left breast. Tanya was startled and started giggling. Sofia and I were in the water, when she saw this she jumped me and started kissing me, we could see Dan and Tanya but they didn't have a clear view of what we were up to. Sofia kissed me and started stroking my cock. Meanwhile, Dan had Tanya on her back and was on top of her wrestling playfully. He pinned her down and playfully licked her nipples which were by now fully erect. His cock was lying on Tanya's stomach fully erect. She freed herself and grabbed his cock and took it in her mouth. Dan and Tanya quickly moved to a 69 position, he licked her pussy juices while she was giving him a great blowjob. In about 2 minutes he shot a load. Tanya foresaw it and had removed her mouth and was rubbing his cock in her hand, as soon as he shot his load he pinned Tanya down and licked her clit vigorously bringing her to an intense orgasm. Around the same time, me and Sofia were very turned on. She had now moved in front of me and her back was facing me. She asked me to fuck her...I told her that what about Tanya, she said that Tanya told her do what she was comfortable doing and she will do what she is comfortable doing. I loved Tanya for that and with no hesitation put my cock in Sofia's wet pussy. I started fucking her slowly gradually building up pace, she got her first orgasm in a matter of seconds which was a surprise to me, she must have been really turned on, I continued increasing my pace, I was about to cum and wanted to remove my cock when Sofia said "No, I am on a pill so cum in me". I obliged and had a mind blowing orgasm. Sofia too had another orgasm and I retracted my cock. I believe most of the sperms were fish food.We all then washed up, Tanya and Dan were kissing passionately. We came back to the campsite prepared and had dinner. Right than, Sofia got a call from her parents, they had some guests over, they had surprised them and needed her to help out. She left us with a heavy heart and told us that she will be back to pick us up in the morning. At the camp Dan, Tanya and I chatted away for a couple of hours, I was exhausted, we were lying there for 30 minutes when Tanya got on top of me. She was so horny, kissing me and stroking my cock. I got so turned on and started fucking her brains out. We didn't notice Dan enjoying our humping session. Tanya noticed him when she saw some movement nearby. It was Dan rubbing his cock masturbating to our lovemaking session. I think she felt bad and asked him to join us. She got on her all fours, I was doggy fucking Tanya while she was blowing Dan who was on his knees. Dan was massaging Tanya's breasts while I was rubbing her clit. She had her first orgasm which was so strong that she started squirting and shivering. Dan and I continued, I was fucking her pussy and Dan was fucking Tanya's face. Dan had now started groaning and was very quick but gentle in face fucking Tanya, suddenly he exploded in her mouth. The sight was too much for me and I buried my cock deep in Tanya as an intense orgasm hit me. Tanya swallowed all of Dan's cum. I came so much that Tanya's pussy was dripping with my thick white semen. We three slept together with no energy left.Sofia picked us up in the morning not aware of what had happened the night before. We drove back to the hotel. We spent the next few days in other parts of Greece. These next few days were not so much adventurous. Sex was amazing between me and Tanya. The time came when we were travelling back. Sofia and Dan dropped us to the airport and we were on our way. A month later we found out Tanya was pregnant with our first child, she was ovulating at the time of our camping and was not on a pill. She told me that she knew she was ovulating at that time. I then thought to myself; well, she had allowed Dan or any other man for that matter, to fuck her, if she was not ovulating or was on a pill? But that is another story...To be continued?

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Author Notes: The following is entirely a work of fiction. It was written purposely for the entertainment of adult readers. This type of fiction should never be read by minors. Readers of this type of fiction should never try to copy the actions within, lest they look forward to a very long jail sentence, followed by a life of forced poverty. This story contains graphic descriptions of sex between a preteen female and a grown man. If this type of behavior offends you, read no further. If this type of material is illegal where you live, please stop now and go away. This isn't a quick spank it story. It's an adventure wrapped in a love story. I hope that you enjoy reading it as much as I loved composing it. ***It all started with a membership in a modeling website. The site was somewhat exclusive-you had to be sponsored to get in. An acquaintance from another site had asked me if I wanted in. I had seen the site talked about and I jumped at the invitation. Once in, I found the site to be more topic rich than any other site I had ever seen. New members were required go over rules and regulations, and respond to acknowledge that they had read the rules. Since the site was about preteen and young teen models, I was surprised to find that all nudity and near nudity was banned. The site was exclusive, which made me surprised to find the ban on nudity. To be sure, I went over to the model section and spent hours going over the pictures. I looked carefully, but there was no nip or lip slips. I quickly fell into the fraternity of the site. It felt good to among fellow pedophiles and to discuss issues important to us. Some guys prattled on about this model or that, but a dozen of us did talk about the tragedy of child abuse, and our love of sweet little girls. But finally, I saw a model listed on the site who really turned my head. She was a Goddess. Her face was that of an Angel, with pure innocence. Her light brown hair fell past her shoulders. Her figure, with a slight bit of baby fat, looked to be barely eleven years old. Her breasts were tiny buds, barely noticeable in a tight top and damn near invisible in a loose top. Her photographer rarely posed her in a risqué pose. She always looked angelic, but the thing that added to her charm was that she rarely wore shoes. I'm not a foot fetishist, but she did look really divine in a white dress, or an outfit with her bare feet.Her site offered no information on her, save a name. The bio section, up for the first year of the site, was always empty. Every week, a half dozen pics of her would appear on the site. I was curious if there was more to be seen, so I joined her site. Because I joined within the first six months of the site, I was given a "Founder's Membership". It was nice to be given a title, but six months down the line, I found the importance of having such a membership. The email announced an upgrade to the site. The email was sent out to all "founders". The announcement was that for the first year anniversary of the site all founders were invited to participate in the upgrade. For a one hundred dollar donation, you would get one free month and a costume worn by Jean Model during a shoot. For a five hundred dollar donation, you would get two months free, and a special file of unseen pictures. A one thousand dollar donation ensured three months free, the file, a costume, and an autographed picture. I found that five hundred would dent my savings, but I could spare it, so I sent it in.Six very long days later, the zip file arrived. I nearly went into cardiac arrest when I found that the file was filled with nip and lip slips. Evidently, there was two or three oops moments in every photo shoot. I about wore myself out pleasuring myself to her little body parts. A week later I finally noticed the details in the pics. First, the pictures didn't have the Jean Model watermark. Second, the pictures had a three digit number stamped in the middle of each pic. The three numbers were the same for each pic, and they would be difficult to remove-even with Photoshop. This was to identify someone stupid enough to post the slips on the net, not that I would want to. I had private pics of my Angel that few or no one else had. Six months later, I had another offer from her site. Myself and two others (according to the email) had achieved "Benefactor" status due to our reply to their upgrade. We were given a choice of lingerie for a custom shoot, but we were warned that there would be no nudity. The custom shoot would run two hundred and fifty bucks. I picked a red babydoll negligee and sent in the money. Eight days later, the custom set arrived. The first pic was her holding up a sign announcing that this photoset was only for me. The rest of the pics were her in the red negligee, but there was something different. These pics were a lot more sexy than her usual pics. Six of the pics had her legs spread, and two of the pics were her pulling on her panties so that just her slit was covered. Some peach fuzz was available in her magic triangle. Five of the pictures, her top was open. She held the top so that much of her chest was exposed, but her nipples were covered. In the last three pics, her top was completely off. In the first pic, you saw her bare back. Also, the waistband of her panties were down and her bare ass was exposed. In the next pic, she was facing the camera, but her hands covered her tiny boobs. In the last pic, two fingers covered each nipple. I spanked myself sore from that set. A couple of months later, I received an email offering another special file, exclusive to me for only one hundred bucks. The email did thank me for my support. I sent in the money. Three days later, the file arrived. Checking my email, I was surprised at the size of the file. I opened the file. There was a picture section and a video section. I scanned the pictures first. Like the first special file, it was a collection of nip and lip slips, except for the last picture. In the last pic, she was facing the camera. She was completely nude. She was holding a sign below her breasts that read "Thanks Mike". In this pic, I could see how much she had grown in the last year, her breasts now a firm A cup. Her nipples were light tan and puffy. Her peach fuzz seemed to have become transparent, or else she was shaving her magic area. With anticipation and racing heart, I went to the video section. The first two vids were short. In the vids, Jean was topless and climbing out of a pool. The third vid, a little longer, she was also topless and laying on a chaise lounge next to a pool. She smiled at the camera and waved. In the fourth and final vid, the camera was in a bathroom. Jean walked in wearing a white terry cloth robe. She turned her back to the camera and dropped the robe. She then walked in the shower, and it was obvious that she wasn't alone. The camera person walked over and taped her taking a shower. Unfortunately, the camera only panned down when her back was to the camera. I got two minutes of her bare boobs and ass. Four long months rolled by before I heard from the site again. The email stated that in a week's time, an announcement was going to be made on the site about another upgrade. To Benefactors only, an offer was being made. For a one thousand dollar contribution to the site, Benefactors would be able to actually meet Jean Model. The paragraph below the offer, which looked like it was written in broken English by a lawyer, whose command of English was shameful, stated that I was responsible for my own traveling expenses, hotel, and restaurant fees. I did the math in my head, figuring in my donation, airfare to somewhere-most likely Russia, plus hotel and food. I would have to do some budgeting, but I would also to do some planning. I considered that this might all be a ruse, and that there might be some dark motives at play. I thought about the possibility of blackmail. Since I was single, and just a face in the crowd at my company, this was a no go. As for the possibility of kidnapping, my family was just wacky enough, that they would go on the morning network shows and cause a huge international uproar. This would backfire greatly, if tried. Finally, there was the possibility of murder-with robbery as a motive. To that end, I would take some cash and one credit card. If they planned to reap a harvest off of me, they would find the bounty less than bountiful. I sent in the cash, and waited. Three days later, an email arrived from a travel agency in New York City. The travel agency had a Russian name and announced that it was working for Jean's site. The email needed my name, date of birth, and address. I had identity protection in case this was a phishing scam. Two days after this, I saw the upgrade announcement on Jean's site. For certain donations, T shirts and autographed pictures were offered. A personalized picture was offered for one hundred bucks. I guess the upgrade response was less than tantalizing to the customers. Ten days later, for two hundred bucks, an offer was made for a personalized picture of Jean wearing an outfit, if it was sent in and was her size. A disclaimer added that no see through clothing would be acceptable. Her site, so far, had been non nude. To my knowledge, myself, and perhaps a few others, had nude pics of her. None of her nudes or slips had surfaced. A week later, I received an email from the site. I had been approved to meet Jean on a certain day. I was free to use the Russian travel agency, or manage my own arrangements to Sevastopol (in the Ukraine). I called the contact number for the travel agency. The woman who answered had an accent, but not a thick one. She sounded like she knew what she was doing. She gave me a quoted price on the airfare, which was as steep as I expected. She also looked at several airlines. We finally settled on a plane from my hometown to New York City, then on to Paris, and change planes one more time there for a flight to Sevastopol. Because the flight schedule would be so harried, I decided to take a sleeping pill on the flight to Paris, and a nap on the flight to Sevastopol. The strategy worked great, that and keeping to one carryon bag. I arrived in Sevastopol, in late afternoon, only slightly jet lagged. A woman of average looks, looking thirtyish, greeted me at the airport. She told me that she would provide my ride to see Jean. She led me out to the parking lot. We got into an older Volvo. We went through a part of the city, then left out on a road leading north. I noticed that we had a tail. I wondered if that was for her security, mine, or to make sure I wasn't some kind of law enforcement Officer. Finally, a little over an hour later, we arrived in a small town. The town looked like one of those master plan Soviet Villages. On our left was a shuttered factory. On our right was a long row of houses, practically identical in configuration. The houses looked to be at least forty years old, and perhaps were older. A little past the factory, we took a right onto what might have been a main drag. There were some shops, a gas station, and a newer store of some sort. There were also some shuttered buildings that might have been shops. We crossed a bridge over a creek into a much newer part of town. The houses looked newer and cleaner. There was a modern looking school, and close to the school, our destination.The building must have been a social center of some kind. There were several dozen cars on one side of the two story building. I noticed that we went to the far side of the building, where there were several Mercedes, and a relatively new Volvo Station Wagon parked. As we entered the building, I smelled chlorine. There must be a swimming pool in the building, most likely in the basement. The woman went to a desk that had a receptionist. The woman said something in Russian. The receptionist answered her, then we went to the right, through the lobby, and into a hallway, where the woman told me to wait. The woman then disappeared into a doorway. A moment later, three men came out, all of them in business suits. The man in the center of the trio was small in stature and quite thin. The other two men, a lot larger and heavier, were obviously hired muscle. The small man extended a hand, "You must be Mike McCay" he said in perfect English. "Hello," I replied as I shook his hand. "You can call me Marky, if you need to," he volunteered. "You've traveled a long way to meet a sweet girl, and she is quite sweet."His wink at the end of that last sentence made me feel dirty. It's one thing to be a pedo and have your own fantasies, but to suddenly realize that you're meeting a man who is pimping a beautiful young girl can make you nauseous, if you don't have a thick skin and a casual disregard for anything but your own primal desires. He continued, "I manage Jean's site, as well as half a dozen others. She is quite the money earner. Last year, I took in six figures. That's a king's fortune in this part of the world."I noticed that he said he made six figures, not her. Jean, probably not her own name, probably came from the poor side of town that we went through. Changing gears, he went on, "Just wait until you see the new upgrade. You and the other donors have bought us a couple of new cameras, and the resolution is beautiful. Wait until you see it."He noticed that I wasn't into his "I am great" speech. I saw him change gears through his eyes. "In a few minutes, you'll be meeting my crown jewel," he said, "and that's what I wanted to talk to you about. You paid to meet her, and you'll get an hour of her time, but if you want to spend the night with her, and I'm sure you do, that will cost you another thousand, American."I was prepared for this kind of eventuality. I fished one of two money clips out of my pocket and handed it to him. He counted the bills and looked up, with an ear to ear smile. "You'll find her in there," he said, motioning to a door at the end of the hallway. I walked down the hall and through the door. It was a somewhat small room. At the center of the room was a five foot by five stage with a raised bar next to it. A row of chairs lined three walls of the room. There was a small table with bottles of water and colas. I took a bottle of each and sat down at the bar that ringed the stage. A moment later, Jean entered the room through a door at the back of the stage. She was dressed in a thin see through piece of white fabric that went around her neck and tied behind her back. She was also wearing a white thong. She was carrying a boombox. She said "Hello," then plugged the boombox in. As Luther Vandross came through the speakers, she started to dance. Actually, her dance movements were the uncoordinated movements of a twelve year old girl untrained in dance. Still, just feet from me, was a beautiful girl, that just days before was only a computer fantasy. She was doing her best to try and entertain me and I let her know that I appreciated her efforts with a smile. The first song ended. Seductively, with a smile, she reached behind her back and untied the fabric. She then, slowly, pulled the fabric from her body and let it drape across the boombox. Wearing only a couple of inches a fabric, she started to dance again. During her dance, for a very brief moment, she sat on the counter next to my drinks and leaned back. I could smell the pleasant aroma of scented soap, and/or a nice shampoo. As the third song started, she slipped the thong off. Sitting back on the corner farthest from me, she spread her legs to reveal a bald pussy. Her red and inflamed pussy lips told me that she was sexually excited. She reached between her legs and rubbed her pussy a couple of times, then she realized that she was too far away. She came closer and resumed the pose, placing her tiny feet up on the counter so that I could get a better look. I motioned her to come closer. She looked confused, then eventually realized that I wanted her to sit with me. Finally, she ended up in my lap. In a half hug, I could smell her hair and feel the velvety softness of her skin as I caressed her thigh. In halting English, she said "Thank you Mike."I asked her if she spoke English. She held up a couple of fingers to indicate just a little. Slowly, I asked her how old she was. With fingers and smidgen English, she indicated that she was twelve, but would be thirteen in a few months. Our conversation went on from there, with my finding out that she went to school at the school I saw, that she had a younger sister, and she wanted to go into fashion later. When she asked me about my home, I pulled out my I-Phone and showed her pictures of the New York skyline (to which she squealed "America!!"), and pictures of my house and car. She looked in my eyes and in a voice dripping in sadness, said "I like America." I think she was saying that she wanted to leave the squalor behind and live in a land of opportunity. I hugged her and we shared a kiss. I knew her desire and I felt a sadness in my heart. She laid her head on my shoulder. I leaned in and held her.I must have lost track of time. I sensed a door opening. The woman who had brought me came in the room and had a short verbal exchange with Jean. Jean indicated to me that she would be five minutes and she went through the door she first came in. The woman smiled uncomfortably at me."You are to spend the night, yes ?" she asked. "Yes""I take you to hotel, and her" she replied.I didn't like the way she said "and her". I realized that I was in an old world country. In old world countries, men make the rules and strictly enforce the rules. The woman didn't have a problem with me being a pedo, but she regarded the much younger and cuter Jean as competition, and she despised her for it. Jean reappeared in the room, fully dressed, carrying a tote bag. I picked up my carry bag. The three of us went out to the station wagon. The woman then drove us to an old two story building at the edge of town. I quickly surmised that it was a Soviet era hotel. The woman said something to a mousy and disinterested desk clerk inside the front door. The clerk handed her the key. The woman gave me a key and indicated upstairs. The woman then walked out and left us. Jean and I went upstairs to room 206. The room was more spartan than any military room I ever saw while I was in service. The room had a bed and a square table that looked like it functioned for a desk. Jean and I laid our bags down. We sat on the bed. I stroked her hair for a moment. I was tired and laid down. I reached up towards Jean. She took the clue and laid next to me. I stroked her hair and smiled at her. She returned the smile and I saw curiosity in her eyes. After a short while, I asked her if she was hungry. The puzzled look told me she didn't understand. I gestured towards my mouth. She nodded and rubbed her stomach. We got up and went downstairs. I asked the clerk for food. He gave me a puzzled look. Jean jumped in and asked the clerk something in Russian while I fished a twenty out of my pocket. After a discussion, Jean told me "Bring food here," while she gestured to the floor. We waited upstairs. Forty minutes later, a man in his thirties brought food to the room. I took the box from him and handed him the twenty. He looked at the money and got a puzzled look. Jean said something to him. The man smiled and left. Jean and I dug into the box. There was some kind of beef, some potatoes wrapped in foil, boiled cabbage, a loaf of baked bread, and a pair of Coca Colas. We were starved and we dove in stuffing our faces. After the feast, we felt a lot better. Side by side, we laid on the bed. We smiled at each other as I ran my hand through her hair. Then, moving down, I slid my hand down her arm until it passed her hand, then, on to her stomach. I slid my hand under her top and started feeling her young firm flesh underneath. Her top started impeding my hand. She sat up and pulled her top off. I also sat up and started undressing. We were standing when we were fully nude. I took her head in my hands and kissed her. I then lifted her off of her feet and laid her on the bed. Laying next to her, I kissed her, then moved on to her neck, before finding her tiny breasts. I spent several minutes on each nipple, suckling on her tiny puffy nipples. Jean was breathing deep and grunting softly. I reached between her legs and found her sopping wet. She spread her legs as I fingered her slit. I moved down and started licking her little slit. She let out a girlish "Oooooooh" and gripped my hair as she arced her back. I could feel pre cum oozing out of me and running down my dick. I couldn't take it anymore. I moved in to mount her. Her opening was small, and it took a couple of pushes, but I got the head and maybe an inch in. She started moving her hips, matching my thrusts. After several minutes, I was little more than halfway in. We were totally into it. She was panting and holding my arms. Occasionally, I could feel her little heels digging into the back of my thighs. She would smile at me, but clearly, she was in a zone. I felt the thrill in my lower abdomen. I sped up my pace. As I came in her, she let out a little shriek. I collapsed, spent, on the bed. Jean was in better shape. She smiled, draped the lower half of her body across me, and kissed me gently on my chin and chest. In afterglow, we held each other, then drifted off to sleep. Dawn's light coming through the window awakened me. Jean had an arm draped across me. My bladder was screaming in agony. I tried pulling off of her without waking her, but I was unsuccessful. As she stirred awake, I indicted to her that I had to pee. She also had to pee. Our room didn't have a toilet-we had to go down the hall. We covered ourselves, then found the bathroom. Afterwards, we agreed that we were hungry. Jean dressed, then went downstairs and arranged for food to be delivered. We had to wait for the food. Although it started with an innocent hug, we ended up making love again. We had finished and were about fifteen minutes into afterglow when the knock came at the door. I slipped on pants and overpaid, again, for a meal. Jean and I ate, then dressed. Shortly afterwards, the clerk downstairs gave us a message-that my ride was coming. Jean went into a funk. While I packed, Jean sat on the edge of the bed and sulked. As I finished, I held Jean's head and kissed her. Her half kiss told me that she hated that I was leaving, that and her glassy eyes. I had no idea who she was going to be prostituted to next. I think she knew who and that was what prompted her sadness. It tore me up inside that I had to leave. I did some counting in my head. I had enough left in the bank to make another round trip to the Ukraine, but not enough for her, and certainly she wanted to bring her family. That would take bucks and I didn't have it. Then there was the matter of her manager/pimp. Surely he'd want a payoff to release her from a contract, if there was one. In any case, he wasn't about to let a golden goose just get away. He had hired muscle-did he also have underworld ties ? It would take a miracle to free my Goddess from the hell that she was living. Our ride arrived at the hotel. As we followed her from the hotel room Jean's mood became even darker. As we got in the car, Jean sat with a truly pissed off look, her arms crossed. Silence ruled the car as we left the hotel and made our way through the village. Our escort then made a gigantic mistake as she stopped off in front of Jean's house. I caught Jean's hand as she slid out of the car. We still had a gigantic language gap, but I knew enough body language to convey my meaning. Standing outside the car and facing Jean, I held her hands. Using my left hand, I gently touched her between her eyes. I then directed my finger to my chest-over my heart. I then poked myself in the chest and brought the same finger to her chest, over her heart. She understood, and tears streamed down her cheeks. I then kissed her forehead, and then her lips. Jean broke the kiss and ran in the house crying hysterically. I got in the car and couldn't help but notice that my driver had a satisfied smirk. She would regret that smug feeling, I would see to it. The plan came together in my head over the Atlantic. As soon as I got home, I accessed a website that links actors, or their representatives, and paying members of the site. I accessed the manager of an actor that I knew. In college we had been roommates. Senior year, he left to become a movie star. I became rank and file, still, because of a drunken night, he owed me a favor (because of my silence). I sent the manager an email stating a cheating scandal was brewing at ESU and it would behoove Stu to contact Mike from room 210. The reply email wanted details on the B.S. that I was manufacturing. I replied that I was Stu's roommate in college and he should contact me right away to straighten up a misunderstanding. I included my cell phone number. The next afternoon, my cell phone rang. Stu's voice came over the phone, but he advised me that his manager was listening. I then confessed that the cheating scandal was total crap, but I desperately needed a favor and I reminded Stu that he owed me one. Stu told me that he was going to call me right back, and he hung up. Five minutes later, when Stu called me back, I told him the story of my recent trip, glossing over certain details. I let him know that a beautiful twelve year old girl was being prostituted. I let him know I was low on funds, then I threw him a bone, letting him know that he could get one hell of an exclusive story to make a movie about, and the publicity would do him a lot of good. He just needed to provide some funds and lend some star power. Five days later, Stu and I were on a private jet, enroute to the Ukraine. When we arrived at Sevastopol airport, two limo's and some large guards were awaiting us. I rode in the lead limo and provided directions. A little over an hour later, we arrived at Jean's house. One of the guards, working as translator, went to the door with me. Jean's mother answered the door. The guard let Jean's mother know that we had come to take Jean and her family to the United States. Her mother had a disbelieving look, until she saw Stu. Her Soviet style stoicism suddenly evaporated. Stu, seeing what was going on, walked up to the door. Jean's mom quickly confessed that Jean was at a relative's house and she sent Jean's younger sister in search of her. At her insistence, we then came in the house so that she could make tea for all of us.While she made the tea, the translator tried to impress upon her that time was of the essence. Jean's mom, instead made the tea and babbled on about how impressed she was to have a movie star in the house. The tea was hot, thick, and way too sweet for me. The translator continued to work on her, but Jean's mom was besotted and she tried to flirt with Stu. Stu, to his credit, played along, although he tapped his wrist watch a couple of times. The entire atmosphere in the room changed when Jean arrived. Jean took one look at me, screamed, and ran into my arms. The hug was intense and heartfelt. Jean said something in her language. "She was worried," the translator said, "that you would never return.""Let her know that we have come for her and her family and time is of the essence."The translator did his job. There was a quick and heated verbal exchange between Jean and her family. The translator jumped in, aiding Jean. The translator then asked me, on Jean's behalf, if this was forever. "It is for as long as she wishes."When he translated, Jean grabbed me and kissed me long on the lips. Jean then barked an order at her family. The three females then went to work. Two of the guards, anticipating a need, brought boxes from one of the limos. Two hours later, with just necessities, Jean and her family said goodbye to their house. Jean cuddled next to me on the ride to the airport. It was only then that I addressed an ugly bruise on her face. It turned out that our escort had told everything to Jean's manager. With her manager present, Jean was then "disciplined" by the escort, and she assured us that there were more marks-from a belt-across her backside. Upon hearing this, Stu shook his head in a disapproving way. Eighteen hours later, we arrived in the United States. In New York, Stu and I parted ways after agreeing to meet again in California in a week's time. Jean and her family then went with me to my home state of Texas. I didn't take them to my home, but rather to the country home of a friend. He had a friend, a translator, present when we arrived. I then explained to Jean and her family that the arrangement was just for a short time. In less than a week, I would come for them again. I then went home for some much needed rest, I would need it. Sure enough, three days later, Jean's manager fell right into my trap. He had made the trip and brought his muscle with him. He was on my turf, and he was going to regret it. My condo has security precautions, and I saw the unworthy trio long before they realized it. Tucking a gun into a shoulder holster, I went outside and talked to them through the security fence. I expected the threat I received, and I pretended to submit. I told the slimy son of a bitch that he would have to follow me to where she was at. I then texted my friend to let him know that we were on the way. I then drove, with slimy and his muscle following, to a nearby rural airport. I turned off of the highway onto a country lane with fence on both sides. Suddenly, two Constable cars came shooting out of a barn and towards us. Six Constable cars shot off of the highway and came up from behind. In a minute, fifteen shotguns were trained on the slimy trio. I then got out of my car and played my trump card.I walked up to slimy. "Listen," I told him, "I don't know if you know how deep the shit is that you are in. You are in the wrong fucking place to think that you matter. A trial would put you away forever and ever, but it would be painful for me and Jean, and her family. Therefore, I'm going to give you a 'get out of jail free' card and I suggest that you take it. I'm going to give you a check for fifty thousand dollars, and you're going to go away, forever. The check will more than reimburse you for lost revenue. In return, you will never bother Jean, or any member of her family, ever again. Just one fucking threat," I gritted my teeth, "and the Texas Rangers will gladly send Interpol after you. You won't have any place on the planet to hide, and you'll either die in a jail cell or a slum apartment. Do we read each other fuckwad?" Slimy nodded."These nice Constables will now escort you to the airport. I suggest you take the first plane out of Dodge, and you never return."I then handed him the envelope with the check. I got in my car and I saw the Constables motion to slimy and company. It took ten minutes to unravel our little traffic jam. I immediately drove over to my friend's house. Jean's mom was outside hanging laundry on a laundry line. She smiled and waved. I ran inside and looked around. I found Jean, her younger sister, and a young female friend of my friend gathered around a piano. Jean and her sister were playing on the piano. They all looked up as I entered the room. Jean's face lit up and she squealed in delight as she jumped up from the bench. She ran over and squeezed me in a bear hug. My friend's wife, upon hearing the noise, entered the room. I saw her and tried to tell her the news."It's over, he...""I got the call, I know," she said. "She might not understand the news. We set up a way to communicate. Do you see the laptop in the corner ?" she asked, pointing to my left. I made eye contact with Jean. We both went to the corner. I typed in what happened on a pre-set website. I hit enter. Jean then read the translation. Her face lit up again and she squealed, again, in delight. Less than two hours later, I had three new roommates in my condo. Less than a fortnight later, I had Jean's mother and sister in their own condo nearby. It was the trip to California that was the most poignant and emotional part of the entire event. In California, we were to meet with Stu, his manager, a translator, and three people from the studio to take Jean's story, in the hopes that a movie could be made of her life. As we walked in the studio conference room, Jean's eyes immediately fixated on an upright piano neatly tucked in the corner. The piano probably had a purpose in pitches made for movies, but Jean saw an opportunity to bare her soul. "Can I ?" she asked, pointing at the piano. "Yeah," Stu said.I looked at Stu and he shrugged his shoulders. Jean went to the piano and lifted the cover above the keys. Looking at Stu, she said "For you, in English, I learn." She then began to play the piano and sing in a mezzo Soprano voice:"Some say love, it is a riverthat drowns the tender reed.Some say love, it is a razorthat leaves your soul to bleed.Some say love, it is a hunger,an endless aching need.I say love, it is a flower,and you its only seed.It's the heart afraid of breakingthat never learns to dance.It's the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance.It's the one who won't be taken,who cannot seem to give,and the soul afraid of dyin'that never learns to live.When the night has been too lonelyand the road has been too long,and you think that love is only,for the lucky and the strong.Just remember, in the winter,far beneath the bitter snows,lies the seed, that with the sun's love,in the spring, becomes the rose."As she finished, there wasn't a dry eye in the room. Deeply moved, I walked over to hug her. Seeing the moisture on my face, she got a look of curiosity and concern. She wiped the tears from my cheeks. I returned a gentle caress to her face, to which she leaned into. Stu stood up. Deeply moved, he offered, "That is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I was going to rankle you on all the money I spent on this, but now I see it was well spent. Well done Mike. Let's sit down and make a movie."The End.Epilogue: Jean learned English within a year, as did her sister. Both flourished in their new surroundings, as both discovered a world of things not previously available to them. With practice, my love life with Jean attained a level of greatness. I had her on the pill to prevent any oops from happening. The hormones agreed with her, not only making her more beautiful, but desired by teen boys at school. By then, I had her wearing a ring, which only slightly helped. I still had to warn boys that called, to tell them that she wasn't available. The movie was only a mild success. The movie included the scene that unfolded in the conference room. A few movie critics found the moment either maudlin or contrived. Jean sparkled in the flashbulbs that popped during the movie premier. I made sure that she wore an understated blue dress. Of course, offers poured in after the movie premiered. We turned them all down as we were trying to have a normal life, which we ended up doing. Jean will be starting high school in a local private school soon. She modeled the school uniform for me, which led to several nights of naughtiness on the part of the naughty student, and her teacher, or principal, or school counselor. All is well with the world. If you like this, there's more at my site: /~dude/PTandTeen.html*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 71

lynnmakesmayaanoffer.txt

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"Are you crazy?!? I can't do that?" A voice hissed, waking me up. The last thing I remember was Lynn and I fucking for several hours and I'd cum 6 or 7 times before we both fell asleep. I didn't open my eyes fully, just slitted them. The light was dim in Lynn's bedroom. She must have had one of those dimmer switches. I could see Lynn standing by the door with a shorter woman. Darker skin, exotic-looking face, with more feminine clothing than Lynn [who tended to dress a bit tomboy-ish], with bigger tits pressing out against her silky blouse. "Come on," Lynn half-whispered. "Look at the size of his cock!" Maya WAS looking longingly. "I didn't know white guys were that big..." Lynn grinned. "Believe me, the ones I've seen are not!" "Brothers would be jealous if they saw that!" Maya gushed. Lynn chuckled. "I know... So? Go ahead, Maya." Maya broke her gaze to look at Lynn. "Hell no!" She said defensively. "I'm a married woman!" Lynn reached one arm around her and caressed her side, her other hand reached up and gently cupped her friend's large tit. "Look at it, Maya..." Which she did. "Maya, I'm a nymphomaniac, but that cock satisfied me. Before he came in me a second time I was sated. I didn't stop, but I was able to enjoy it better." "How many times did that white boy cum?" Lynn looked thoughtful, than answered, "6 or 7 times. I came so many freakin' times I'm not sure... Wanna know something else? I love him. And I love sex with him. I love you, too, Maya, and I owe you. Boy, do I owe you for everything you've done for me over the years and all that you put up with." "Lynn..." My cock responded to their talk. It was rock hard now. Lynn squeezed Maya juicy looking tit. "Look how big and hard it is! Don't you want to sit on that and feel it fill you?" The hand caressing Maya's side reached down and opened her jeans, then both of Lynn's hands pushed down Maya's jeans and panties. Maya's darker bush came into view, then her sexy thighs. Maya helped Lynn take them off of her and I motioned for Maya to join me. Lynn stayed by the door as Maya half-naked body swayed towards me. She mounted the bed, straddled me then my cock. Maya hissed as my cock entered her tight, wet pussy. "Oh, fuck, this white boy is thick!!" Lynn chuckled as she watched. Maya slowly lowered her pussy onto my cock. "Fuck, it's taking forever to get it all in me..." Lynn just moaned, rubbing herself through her jeans. "This cock is touching places that never got touched before! Darnell is big but not this big!" Soon Maya got all she could get of my cock in her and stopped to catch her breath. Then she started bouncing up and down on my cock before she swore her way through her first orgasm. "This mothersfuckin' cock is good!!" Maya gushed. "Are you sure you don't want to stop?" Lynn teased, her hand down her open jeans. "You're married... remember." "HELL NO!!" Maya yelled before screaming through her second orgasm.I pushed up her top as she breathily rode my cock. "I want to see those big tits," I said. Maya tore her top off. "You want to see my big 38Ds, baby?" She reached behind herself to unclasp it and soon her bra was flying at Lynn. "Here they are, baby!" I reached up and kneaded them as Maya orgasmed a third time. After she lowered her tits near my face and told me to suck on them. I leaned forward and sucked on her left nipple as I twisted the right. She came two more times before collapsing atop me. I rolled her onto her back staying buried in her, spread her legs wider and took over the fucking. "Lynn..." Maya gasped. "Doesn't this motherfucker ever cum?!?" Lynn chuckled. "Oh, he'll cum. Eventually. But he never stops. He stays hard." Maya groaned. "Are you fuckin' serious?!? OH... MY... GOD!!" She as she came again. I made Maya orgasm another half a dozen times before I dumped my load in her. "I need a break! Get off me!" She gasped. I pulled my cock out, and both of our fluids gushed out of Maya's pussy."Fuck!!" Maya groaned. "I never came so much!" Lynn laughed. Aren't you glad you fucked him?" She teased. "Bitch!" Maya screamed but was smiling. "Why didn't you tell me he was some fuckin' cyborg?!? I need a fuckin' shower..." She rolled out of bed and grabbed my hand. "You're not through with me yet!" She exclaimed. Lynn laughed again. She dragged me into the shower and started soaping me down. Maya was admiring my muscular body as she took her time soaping it. My hands strayed to her butt. Hers wasn't as big as Lynn's, but still more than a couple handfuls. She did my back then rinsed me off before soaping her own body. She had me do her back and after I did her butt before slipping her my meat from behind. She jumped and swore but then bent over and leaned against the wall. I was able to penetrate her deeper this way. I bent over and grabbed Maya's tits and knead them roughly. Maya came moments later. She orgasmed about a dozen times before I blew my second load in her.We got out of the shower and dried off, Maya eyeing my still hard cock. Back in Lynn's bedroom Lynn was waiting for us juice. "You're gonna need to keep up your energy," She said to Maya, winking. We fucked again in bed, then in the kitchen after Lynn made us something to eat. We went into the living room and did it twice in there before returning to the bedroom. "Doesn't he ever stop?!?" Maya joked as I thrust into her soaked pussy. Lynn just grinned...THE ENDNext Episode: Lynn Makes Monica An Offer

daddys.txt

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Daddy's Little Slut and Her Best FriendI woke up this morning refreshed and ready to start the day. Getting up out of bed, I reminisced about yesterday's fuck-filled day with my stunning sixteen-year-old daughter Stacie. Life had turned out pretty good after my wife left me four years ago, allowing my love with my daughter to fully bloom.I began my morning rounds, walking past Stacie's bedroom when I noticed that her door was ajar. Glancing inside I saw a sight that started my heart racing and my prick hardening. My young daughter was still sleeping and she looked so damn sexy sleeping in the nude. Her long dark hair flowed over her rising and falling tits. Her shapely legs open, her small pussy looking enticing.I couldn't help myself as I strolled into her room, quietly so as not to awaken my daughter prematurely. I walked over to the side of her bed and lowered myself next to her hot fair flesh. I took each of her silky smooth teenage legs in my hands, caressing her hot flesh. Getting bolder, I rose myself up and laid myself over my nubile daughter, spreading her legs wide and rubbing her inner thighs.My sexy teen daughter began to moan in her sleep, her eyes still closed as her mouth hung open in shameless passion. I took my fingers and began to stroke her moist pussy, slowly at first. I lowered my mouth to her dripping pussy and began to circle my tongue into the sweet folds of my baby's hot pussy. Her pussy began to get moist from my continued ministrations. Stacie's body began to quietly shake as a moan escaped her lips as she shuddered to a half-awake orgasm.I lapped up her spilled cunt-juices and then raised my head to look my daughter in the eye. Her big dark eyes now open, sparkled in heated passion. A smile spread across her face as she gazed upon me between her spread legs."Mmmmm... Daddy, what a way to wake up. But, it looks like you're not done yet."She spoke the truth as she noticed my massive erection hovering over her slick pussy.Softly, I quickly penetrated her tight cunt, grunting and moaning as I fucked my daughter. Stacie wrapped her lithe arms around me, pulling me further into her warm cunt. As I continued ramming my daughter's tight pussy, she wrapped her legs around me and I fondled her nice titties."Oh god daddy! Fuck me!" shouted my girl."Oh, baby, here it comes Stacie! Right up your fucking cunt!" I quipped as I unloaded my churning sperm into my baby's sweet cunt.I leaned down and kissed my daughter on her light-colored lips. "Thank you Stacie, you're so good to me."She smiled and pushed me off her bed."I'll go get breakfast ready for you honey." I smiled as my daughter walked to her closet shameless in her nudity."OK, daddy. Oh, daddy?""Yes, hon?""You still want me to call Brianne?" called my daughter over her shoulder as she got chose her clothes."Yeah baby, this time she flirts I have something planned for her slutty behavior." I smiled seductively at Stacie as I went to get breakfast ready.After a while, Stacie came bounding down the stairs. She had dressed scantily and very sexy for the hot weather. White tennis shoes and socks, a light green 'barely-there' skirt, and a light pink sweater that allowed her bra-encased tits to show plenty of cleavage. Damn my daughter was such a fucking slut! We ate breakfast and then she went to call her friend Brianne."Hi, Bri? It's Stacie. Would you be able to come over this afternoon? No, it's too hot to do that, come on over, we can hang out, my dad won't mind." Boy was that ever an understatement. I've wanted to fuck Brianne since I first saw her 3 years ago, and now my daughter and I were plotting to seduce her. She always liked to flirt, but I never took it too seriously, I was too much in love with my own daughter. Now my daughter wanted to see me fuck someone else, so I suggested one of her friends. Brianne's name came up first from both of us.Later on, in the afternoon, Brianne stopped by. She looked as amazing as ever. Like Stacie, Brianne had also just turned sixteen. Her medium length brown hair was curled. She had on a thin spaghetti-strapped flower print dress that showed off her exquisite legs.She smiled seductively at me as I let her in, her hand brushing lightly across my ass. God I was so turned on by this girl, I almost jumped on her right than and there."Hi, Mr. Wilson. Where's Stac?""She should be upstairs, Bri. Nice dress, by the way." I smiled at her as I took in her beautiful body."You like it? I thought you might." she smiled sweetly before she bounded up the stairs, wiggling her ass on the way up the stairs.I sat down and tried to watch the game that was on the TV, but I couldn't get my mind off Brianne all afternoon.Later she came down and went into the kitchen to get something for her and Stacie to drink. As she went by she allowed her dress to shift just enough so that I got a great look at her teenage ass, and the sides of her developing tits. It looked like she wasn't wearing a bra either.I saw my opportunity and followed her into the kitchen. Sneaking up behind her, I grabbed her shapely hips in my hands. She whipped her head around and smiled at me, her smile sparkling and seductive."My Mr. Wilson, whatever are you doing to me?" she asked coyly."I want you Brianne. Whenever you come over you flirt with me and flaunt your sexy body so much. Now I want some of your hot young flesh."I leaned down and kissed her on her lips. She tasted so good as I kissed her, Brianne responded passionately, moaning into each other's mouths. Reaching around I turned her so that we faced each other. Continuing our searing kisses, I reached up and lowered her dress straps off her smooth shoulders, letting the top part of her dress fall to her waist. I was pleasantly surprised to find that she wasn't wearing a bra and her tits were nice and plump, about the same size as my daughters, approximately a "C"-cup.I grabbed onto her soft melons, and began to fondle them, eliciting a passion filled moan from Bri. She cupped her breasts and lifted them, as I lowered my mouth to lick her erect nipples. She sighed in my ear."OH! Mmmmmm... Mr. Wilson, that feels so good. I knew you couldn't resist my charms forever." Bragged the little vixen.I stopped lathering her sweet tits and looked her in her smoldering eyes. "Why, you little bitch. You want me to fuck you silly, don't you slut?""What do you think?" she smiled sexily as she lowered the rest of her dress down her sleek legs, leaving her in my kitchen with just her white lacey panties covering her teenage twat.I lowered myself in front of the teenage girl in front of me and took her panties off revealing her wet, moist pussy. I ran my hands up her silky legs and took a hold of her round ass as I began to suck on her pussy. Her moans getting louder as I delved my tongue into the hot depths of her warm pussy. Brianne let out a loud shriek as she climaxed, her juices squirting out all over my penetrating tongue.After her orgasm had subsided, I turned her around so I could view her round tight teen ass, and I removed my shirt and jeans. I held onto her shapely hips and placed my stiff cock at the wet entrance to her slick pussy. Brianne braced herself against the kitchen counter as I teased her."Ohhhh...Fuck me, Mr. Wilson, pleasssseeeeee," begged the little teenage slut."You asked for it slut. Here it comes, bitch." I replied as I shoved my large rod into the entrance of her hot cunt.I thrust myself deep into her pussy, grunting as I penetrated her hot teen pussy. Bri shouted in ecstasy."OH FUCK! That feels so goooood.""Yeah, slut...Take that and that and that!" I shouted as I continued to fuck my daughter's best friend. I reached down, took her hardened nipples in my fingers, and fondled her slick tits with one hand, while my other hand fondled her tight ass."Oh, god I'm coming!" she shouted in passion."Yes, Bri. Fuck you're so fucking hot." I exclaimed as I unloaded my hot cum deep in her young cunt.As our orgasms came to an end I let her go, she grabbed her dress and quickly dressed."Keep the panties, Mr. Wilson to remember me by." She smiled and kissed me on the lips as she walked out the door, the drinks forgotten in her satiated lust.Remaining stark naked, I grabbed the drinks and planned on taking them up to Stac, but as I walked into the living room she was sitting on the couch with a coy smile on her face."Well daddy? How was she? I watched you and got so horny" she panted in wanton lust."Stacie baby, it was great, but you're my baby. Forever and always." I sighed as I admired my beautiful daughter.She unbuttoned her light pink sweater so that I could see her flat stomach."I'm better than her, aren't I daddy?" she inquired coyly.She then took her left hand and lowered her bra showing me her ripe left breast."I mean, look daddy, my tits are nicer than hers, aren't they?"I nodded as I felt my mouth become instantly dry.Stacie than took her right hand and did the same to her right breast so that both of her breasts were revealed to me.Raising her short skirt, she looked at me again, "And my pussy, daddy. It's so much tighter than hers, isn't it daddy?"Standing, my daughter took her sweater off completely, lowered her short barely-there skirt and lowered her cum drenched panties. Her bra fell to the floor, also. She then turned around and looked seductively over her shoulder at me."Besides, my ass is much nicer, don't ya think so daddy?"I couldn't just watch her striptease anymore; I walked over to her, kissed her bare shoulder and rubbed her tight ass."Stacie, you're my daughter. No one, not even Brianne is going to take me from you."With that, I took a hold of her hips and began to fuck her wet pussy from behind."Yeah, daddy. Fuck my pussy!" squealed my daughter as I continued to ram her tight pussy from behind.After a few strokes, I turned her around, kissed her passionately, and lowered her tenderly down on the couch. Lowering myself over my daughter, I began to fuck her hard and fast. Her firm tits bouncing in my face as I continued to fuck my daughter. She wrapped her legs around me and I held on to them. They were so silky smooth. I couldn't hold out much longer before I unloaded myself into my daughter's fertile pussy for the second time that day. After I came down from my orgasm, I kissed her passionately on the lips."Stacie, I will love you always. You'll always be daddy's little girl.""No, daddy. I'll be more than you're little girl.I'll be your little slut.""My little slut Stacie. Fuck, but you're gorgeous."She rolled us onto the floor with her on top and began to ride my cock again, her hair flailing out behind her as she rode herself to orgasm as we celebrated our illicit love.THE END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 47

sallymyinternetsexpal06.txt

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Part 6 – Playing With Jason And CindyThe next night I heard from Sally again.Dear Netman, Some hot stuff happened Sunday that I am dying to tell you about. First let me backtrack a moment. When I got back from Florida, the first thing I did was tell my best friend Cindy about seeing and feeling Jason’s cock and how we made each other cum.She wanted to hear all about it so I described it step by step. She wanted to know more so we watched lots of videos of women giving men hand jobs and making them cum. She seemed jealous and I told her maybe she could join us when Jason came to town again. Well I thought Sunday would be the perfect day to do this.Daddy and my uncle were golfing and Mommy and my aunt were shopping all day. They left Jason and I home alone to entertain ourselves. (If they only knew how we did this!) Anyway the first thing I did was called Cindy to come join us.When I told Jason Cindy was coming over, he was disappointed. He though we were going to be alone. But when he saw how she looked when she arrived, I think his disappointment went away.Like me, she was dressed in short/shorts and a tube top. Our shorts were so tight they hugged our butts and formed nice cameltoes between our legs. Neither of us were wearing bras and our little titties were quite sexy looking. I took Cindy with one hand and Jason with other and led them upstairs to my room.We sat on the bed with Jason between us. I was the one to speak first. "Jason, I hope you don’t mind but I told Cindy what we did in Florida?" I confessed. He seemed upset until I continued. "Cindy was wondering if um...um she could see and feel your cock too?" I asked as my hand started to unbuckle the belt of his cargo shorts.Jason nodded yes and lifted his butt as I pulled off his shorts and underwear in one motion. As I did Cindy lifted his tee shirt over his head.Jason was sitting there naked with his cock sticking straight up. I reached for Cindy’s hand and guided it to his cock, thinking I would show her what to do. I needn’t have done that however. Cindy had watched enough videos to know that she simply needed to grab hold and pump up and down.Jason meanwhile was trying to push his hand inside the top of Cindy’s shorts. They were too tight so I went over, unsnapped them, and pulled them completely off, along with her panties. Jason’s hand had no trouble now zeroing in on Cindy’s pussy. Like I told you, it was almost like mine. Her short blond hairs made it appear almost hairless and her thin pussy lips left no doubt she was still a little girl.As she stroked his cock and he fingered her pussy, Jason lifted her tube top and sucked her titties like he did mine in Florida.They were so into each other, they didn’t notice that I was rubbing the crotch of my denim shorts as I watched them.Cindy orgasmed first and it wasn’t longer afterwards before Jason also came, shooting streams of cum across the room. (I didn’t even want to think about how would clean up this mess.)As Jason’s cock got flaccid and Cindy fell spent onto the bed, I realized I was the only one who hadn’t cum. I could see Jason wasn’t ready to do anything for a while so I turned my attention to Cindy.Stripping completely naked, I climbed over Cindy, took her into my arms, and we started to make out. The nipples on our little titties were rubbing against each other. We were opening our mouths and swallowing each other’s tongues. Cindy seemed to know what I needed so she rolled me onto my back and slid down to between my legs. An expert now, Cindy’s tongue ran up and down my slit, pausing at the bottom each time to coax out my juices and again each time at the top to excite my clit.And excite it she did. Before long my pussy was mashing against her mouth in an uncontrollable orgasm. Looking up I noticed that Jason’s cock was hard again from watching us.I was anxious to show Cindy my blowjob technique but I needed to go to the bathroom first. When I returned, I got a real surprise.Cindy was on the bed with her legs spread and Jason was over her with his cock in her pussy. He was pumping in and out as she was raising her pelvis to meet his every stroke. Both were moaning. The smell of pussy was everywhere in the room.I just sat back and watched. Like I told you, I have watched hundreds of sex videos but nothing was as much of a turn-on as seeing the real thing live. Even though I had just cum, I couldn’t help playing with myself as I watched. From my vantage point at the foot of the bed, I could see Cindy’s pussy opening up on each stroke to take Jason’s cock in. I could see the flesh of her inner lips clinging to his penis. I could see the white film coating his shaft.Jason’s stamina was better today. It seemed like they were fucking forever. In reality it wasn’t that long before I saw him speed up, causing her whole body to shake.I saw him cum inside her and continue to pump as a frothier white film coated his shaft more. When he withdrew his cock, a river of thick white cum flowed out and finally faded to a dribble. (She was lucky. I knew it was a safe time of the month for Cindy for our periods were in sync.)Cindy gave me a guilty look, as did Jason as he excused himself to go to the bathroom."Sorry Sally," Cindy said. I didn’t mean for that to happen. I know you have been wanting to lose your virginity and Jason has been showing you all this stuff, and..." I interrupted her. "That’s okay Cindy. I wasn’t planning on fucking my own cousin. All of that other stuff was fine, but fucking him? No way! I'm glad you did and I’m glad I got to watch, but now I’m the jealous one!"Besides, I’ve been meaning to tell you, there’s someone else I’ve had my eye on. I’ll tell you all about him later." It was getting late so all of us got dressed. Jason insisted he walk Cindy home and they left hand-in-hand.He didn’t return until much later. I could only assume they continued their fucking at her house.I experienced the basics with Jason but after seeing him and Cindy fucking, I knew I was ready to do that too. Too bad we agreed never to get together.XOXO,Sally ***Dear Sally,Thanks for that great description. I was hard the whole time reading it.And about that agreement about never getting together - Never Say Never!Here’s hoping!NetmanTo be continued...--------------------------------------------------------This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.--------------------------------------------------------Kristen's collection - Directory 85

themorethemerrier.txt

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After my incredible discovery; finding out at Thanksgiving that my parents were having sex with my aunt and dad's cousin and his wife and them including me - after my horrible divorce - in their fun times, life couldn't be any better. My parents Bob and Sharon 71 and 68 my aunt Doris 66, my cousin Frank 67 and his wife Sue 64 have been getting naked and having all kinds of wonderful sex about 3 nights a week in all different combos and since our first encounter on Thanksgiving. We were all at Frank and Sue's house about a week before Christmas naked as usual. I just got finish fucking my Aunt Doris in her ass and was relaxing on the couch as my mom licked her ass clean of my cum. Dad was fucking Sue's ass on the couch next to me and I was playfully reaching and pulling on Sue's nipples and dad pumped her ass with his cock. Frank was on his laptop computer and he came over to me with his cam on and on the other end was a lady named Pattie he was chatting with totally nude. Pattie was in her 50ties very chubby and cute had huge tits and from what I could see an ass very similar to my moms, big juicy, kissable and fuckable. Frank had been chatting with her for a while and had been trying to get her to join our group. You could hear Pattie's voice from the computer. She tells me that Frank told her that I just fucked my aunts ass and I told her yes. Meanwhile Frank's cock is hard as a rock next to me and I couldn't help but notice it. Frank then asked Pattie if she wanted to see me suck his cock. Pattie said that she would love to. So I leaned over and started sucking Frank's nice 6 1/2 inch cut cock on the cam for Pattie. My mom hears what's going on and comes over and joins me on Franks cock. Pattie is cheering us on from the cam as she was fingering her pussy. Frank's cock is now throbbing and mom asks him to fuck her ass. Pattie yells from the cam that she loves ass fucking so Frank's mounts my mom's ass from behind in clear view for Pattie to see and starts to fuck her ass slowly. On the other side of the room my dad has unloaded in Sue's ass and my Aunt is licking her brothers cum from her ass and the cum dripping down her leg also. I duck under the front of mom and start to lick her pussy and Franks balls and he fucks her ass. Within about 3 minutes Frank explodes his cum into moms ass with some of it falling onto my face from underneath, with Pattie cheering and cumming herself on the cam watching all of this. As we cuddled on the couch Frank tells us that Pattie will be joining us for Christmas. We all are happy she will be joining us. Also joining us for the first time will be a couple that Aunt Doris met from her bowling league, She has had several 3somes with them and they are both in their early 60ties. And lastly a guy from work, a retired widower who works part time, Paul who is 69, will be coming to. Paul and I have been working about 4 years together and about a year after we met while I was still married, we would meet occasionally and jerk and suck each other cock while watching porn. When I told him about what me and my family have been doing he was more than willing to join us.So the Christmas weekend was all set, there would be 10 of us total at our house. 5 cocks and 5 pussies ready and raring to go when we meet on Christmas Eve. The night before Christmas Eve Frank and Sue slept over at our house. Mom declared that there would be no playing before tomorrow. W e all laughed at her. That night I slept with mom and Frank with mom in the middle and dad slept in the middle on the other bed with Sue and Aunt Doris on the sides of him. Our guests should be arriving about 10 am the next morning. The 6 of us get up the next morning and shower and get all clean for our guest. Mom comes out of the room with a big chart with all 10 names on it. On the top of the chart it say "CUM SCORES". and there are boxes next to our names. I see that the couple Aunt Doris has invited are named George and Nancy. I asked mom what are the boxes next to our names for. She tells me it's to write where you came and who made you cum. She's so creative. The first to arrive is Paul, he lives the closest to. Everyone welcomes him and makes him feel at home. I tell everyone about Paul's uncut cock as we chat which I could see how everyone was excited over that. Then the doorbell rings and its Pattie with George and Nancy. Now we all saw Pattie on the cam, but in person she was incredible. A body similar to my mom's with bigger tits and a smaller ass. You could see she had no bra on as her nipples perked through her shirt. George was tall like Frank about 6ft 2 salt and pepper hair and his wife Nancy reminded me off a younger version of my cousin Sue with wider hips and smaller tits. So my mom gets in the middle of the room and welcomes our new guest and then proceeds to explain how the cum chart works. Aunt Doris is between her couple George and Nancy, I'm standing with Paul and Sue, Pattie is next to my dad and Frank. So after mom has explained the cum chart, Aunt Doris asks out loud, "Who wants to be the first to cum?"An outburst of laughter fills the room. Sue, being so anxious to see and uncut cock, breaks the ice by pulling Paul's pant down in front of everyone and starts sucking on it. I take my cock out as Paul sits on the couch to let Sue blow him and feed my cock to Paul. I look over and see Aunt Doris sucking on George's cock, which was about 7 inches, and Nancy starts eating Aunt Doris' pussy. Dad comes over and helps Sue out on Paul's uncut cock, and on the other side of the room Frank is fucking his "cam pal" Pattie in the ass as my mom is feeding her her hairy pussy. So who will be the first to cum? The several times I was with Paul I discovered what a great cocksucker he was so guess who was first? Me! As I came I pulled my cock from Paul's mouth and shot a huge load onto my dad and Sue's faces and Paul's cock as they were still sucking him together. Paul lets out a huge moan as he see my cum on his cock and he explodes a smaller load onto dad and Sue and the two of them just gobble up all the jism they could. I go over to the cum chart mark in under my name that Paul made me cum and that it landed on dad, Sue and Paul. I also fill in the box on Paul's name that his cum landed on dad and Sue and they made him cum. God this is going to be a fun Christmas weekend. On the other sides of the room George came on Aunt Doris and Aunt Doris pussy exploded onto Nancy's face. Frank unloaded into Patties ass as mom, which she loves more than anything in the world, cleans up the cum out of Pattie's ass. Needless to say it was a 2 and a half days of lust and pleasure and cumming. Just glancing at the cum chart there were many hot scenes of cum that were mind blowing. Here are the hottest cums recorded my name. Under George's name he wrote "came on my wife Nancy's face after pulling my cock out of Paul's ass. Under Nancy's name she wrote "came as Bob Jr. (me) and his mom ate Bob's Sr's cum out of me... Under Pattie she wrote "came on Doris face watching Bob Jr. fuck his moms ass... Under Paul's name he wrote "came in Franks mouth and every drop was swallowed as I was eating out Nancy's pussy... Frank wrote "came on George's chest as my wife and Sharon (my mom) sucked and jerked my cock". Sue wrote "came on Bob Jr's face as he ate me out while I ate Patties pussy out" Aunt Doris wrote "came on my sister in laws face as she ate her sons cum out of me" My dad wrote "came in Georges ass as I reached and finger fucked his wife" One of mom's cum said "came on Sue's face as Paul fucked my ass with his uncut cock". . and finally one of the hotter ones I wrote on the chart was "came in Patties ass as sucked dad's cock and jerked Franks at the same time, with the help of mom and Sue keeping my cock in her ass"... Needless to say we had a very MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS!! WHEW!! IM OUT OF BREATH!ENDArchivist's Note: This author did not provide an email address so it will do the reader no good contacting the archive staff for further parts. Check back at a later time to see if there have been any updates to this story by the author.

georgetta.txt

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Author's Note: The girl in this story is a real person, an ex-girlfriend of mine. We parted amicably, and I still care about her a lot. This story is a work of fiction - it never happened, although I have shared it with her, and she enjoyed it. I hope you do too! The names have been changed to protect us both. Georgetta is the name of another girl that I have desired, but the physical descriptions of my heroine are of my ex-girlfriend.***Chapter 1: The End Of A Long DayThe box was waiting just inside the front door to her apartment building, just as Chris had said it would be when she got home. It was on the floor in front of the mailboxes with her name and address on it. A large size brown cardboard box. Chris had refused to tell her what was in the carton, only that she was to bring it upstairs. She had lost the bet, and as a result had agreed to follow his directions for one night. It was now time to pay up. If she decided to open the box, she had to follow the directions in the box to the letter.Georgetta had to go up the stairs to her apartment and drop off her purse, briefcase, and other mail before returning to get the carton. It was a little heavier than she expected, and took a bit of effort to get it upstairs and into her apartment. Setting it down on the kitchen table, she got a pair of scissors out of the drawer and sliced open the tape on the top of the carton. As she thought, there was a note from Chris on top of the contents. She sliced open the envelope and pulled the letter from inside. It read:My dearest Georgetta,You are to take this box into the bedroom and unpack it, placing the contents on the bed. Do not yet open the small box in the bottom of this carton. I will be along later this evening to continue this fantasy. You are then to undress completely and place on the articles of clothing I have provided. Further instructions are contained inside this box. Once you are dressed, you are to pour yourself a glass of wine and then relax in the living room. I have included one of your romance novels in the box for your reading pleasure. Turn to the section I have bookmarked for you, and read from the box while you drink the glass of wine.When you have finished the book and have drunk the wine, open the envelope at the back of the book and read the next set of instructions.Chris***Intrigued, Georgetta picked up the box and carried it into the bedroom. Setting it on top of the bed, she lifted the packing material and began to unpack the contents. On top was indeed a romance novel, one of the real trashy ones she liked to read while laying on the beach. The rest of the contents surprised her.She had expected Chris to provide a sexy lingerie outfit for her, but this was not quite what she had expected. A pair of black leather knee-high boots and black fishnet stockings were the first items. A black, soft leather halter top, a black leather mini-skirt, a black garter belt, and a black thong panty completed the outfit she was intended to wear. She picked up the halter top and examined it. It was basically a black leather bra, but had a collar with silver metal studs. Several straps rose from the top of the bra to the collar.Smiling to herself, she wondered just what Chris was intending, but decided it would be a lot of fun to find out. "Guess he's in the mood for a Harley Davidson biker-type fantasy, I guess" she thought.Dropping the outfit on the bed, she stepped out of her heels, and shrugged off the suit jacket. Fumbling with the zipper to her skirt, she walked towards the closet. Removing the hanger, she stepped out of the skirt, and then hung it on the hanger. She returned to the bed and picked up the jacket, adding it to the hanger and returned it to the closet. She returned to the dresser and reached behind her to undo her bra. Her breasts fell loose as the bra came unhooked, and she removed the item from her shoulders. She softly caressed her breasts, imagining the feel of Chris's hands on them later that evening. They were very sensitive, and even her casual caresses sent a tiny wave of pleasure through her. She dropped her thumbs inside the pantyhose and panties, and pushed them down to below her knees. She sat down on the bed and pulled them off her legs. She then picked up the black fishnet hose from Chris's package and carefully pulled on one and then the other. Standing up, she spent a minute on each leg, carefully straightening the seams. "Why do these things drive guys crazy?" she wondered, not for the first time.The halter top was the next item. She quickly figured out the fastener on the collar and attached it around her neck. She smoother the cups of the halter around her breasts and then reached behind her back to fasten the catch. She had never worn a leather item like this before, and found she liked the feel of the leather against her skin. The halter was relatively low cut, and revealed a significant amount of cleavage. The black leather straps from the halter up to the collar stood out against her tanned skin. leather "This could be fun," she thought to herself.She picked up the garter belt and fastened it around her waist, and then spent several minutes fastening the garter straps front and rear to the stockings. "Men" she muttered as the last strap became slights irritating and refused to lock in on the stocking. At last it too locked close. She picked up the thong and stepped into it, settling it into place on her hips. She noted that it too was made of leather.The leather skirt then went around her waist. It zipped up one side, although the zipper started more than a few inches from the bottom. From her waist to the hem it was less the fifteen or sixteen inches, and didn't cover very much at all. She rotated the skirt around her waist, positioning the zipper at the front of her right thigh. The slight slit on her skirt showed the top of the stockings and a bit of thigh. "Chris will certainly appreciate that," she thought to herself.She sat down onto the bed and pulled first one boot and then the other on. They fit perfectly, leading her to believe Chris had been snooping around her clothing to determine her sizes. The boots had a good three inch heel, and she stood carefully and took a few steps to get her balance straight. She had a pair of four-inch heels that she sometimes wore, the kind she referred to as her "do-me" heels, but she often didn't spend much time walking in them - Chris usually took her straight to bed after only a few minutes of her walking around him wearing them.She looked again into the box and noticed she had missed two items. Two black leather studded bracelets were in the bottom of the box, next to the other box that Chris's letter had told her not to open. She picked up and examined the two black leather wrist cuffs. They were studded with silver squares around the inside, and had soft fabric on the inside. They had smaller silver studs similar to the ones on the halter top she was wearing. More interesting was that the fastening mechanism seemed rather intricate, and it took a bit of work with both hands to get each one open. She fastened one on each wrist. She stood up from the bed and over to the full length mirrors on the closet doors. "Motorcycle slut from LA," she thought to herself as she took in her appearance. The high heels on the boots lifted her butt slightly into the air, tightening her buttocks and leg muscles. They were high, but she had worn this size before and could move reasonably well in them. "We better not be going out dancing though!" she thought. The halter clung tightly to her breasts, revealing and hiding her curves at the same time. The halter fit snugly underneath her breasts, and revealed her taut stomach and belly button, before the black miniskirt began. The skirt barely covered her tush, and as she turned and lifted the back of the skirt, she noted that the panty was more of a G-string in the back, tapering quickly away from a few inches at the small of her back to almost a string between her ass cheeks.It needs something, however, she thought, and stepped over to her dresser. She fumbled through her jewelry box for a minute and found the thick gold hoop earrings. She fastened these into each ear, and then added a longer, dangly-type golden earring to the second hole in her right ear. A further search of her jewelry revealed the long golden chain she sometimes wore at the beach, and she fastened it around her waist. It gleamed in the light and hung loose on her hips, just above the top of the mini-skirt. Lastly, she picked out a 16" gold chain and fastened it about her neck. The bottom of the chain settled nicely into her cleavage. A final check in the mirror and she decided she had the outfit just about right. She picked up a black hair scrungee from the dresser top and pulled her hair into a soft ponytail behind her. It wasn't in Chris's instructions but it seemed to fit the image. "All I need is a black leather biker jacket and I could jump on the back of a hog" she thought to herself. "Screw that - I could drive my own hog, and get Chris to ride on the back" she thought to herself and laughed.She applied a bit of blush, some mascara, and then found her reddest lipstick. It was a vivid, bright red, and she applied it carefully to her lips. Picking up a tissue, she blotted her lips and dropped the tissue into the wastebasket. She smiled and blew a kiss to the tempting seductress that looked back at her from the mirror. She had just applied red nail polish the previous day, and it seemed to fit in well with the image."Now for the next part of this fantasy," she thought. Chapter 2: A Glass of Wine and ThouShe walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. Her breasts swayed as she walked, and moved slightly inside the halter, and she could feel the tight panty brushing up against her. She liked the feel of the cool leather on her skin, pressing snug against her breasts. "Now I know what the attraction to leather is!" she thought to herself. Opening the refrigerator, she found the bottle of wine she and Chris had bought the previous weekend and placed it on the counter. She opened the silverware drawer and pulled out the wine opener. The bottle opened with a satisfying "pop". She got a glass down from the cabinet and began pouring the wine when she saw Chris's handwriting on the bottle."Drink me to here," it said, and it indicated almost half of the bottle. "Getting me drunk to take advantage of me, he is!" she said out loud. "He better be very good to me tonight" she thought, and continued pouring. Measuring the bottle against the glass she had poured, she realized it was about two good sized glasses, more than she usually had, and certainly enough to loosen a few inhibitions.Georgetta returned the wine bottle to the refrigerator and then picked up the wine glass and walked back into the bedroom. She picked up the novel Chris had sent and walked back out into the living room to her favorite chair. She carefully arranged herself onto the sofa cushion and took her first drink of wine. Setting the glass down on the end table, and noting the red lipstick she had left on the glass, she opened the book to the bookmark Chris had left, and began to read.It was one of her favorite romance writers. This author wrote wonderfully romantic happy stories, but sprinkled liberal amounts of sexual activities and adventures throughout. The usual "man-meets-girl-and-falls-in-love, man and girl both meet others and fool around, and then man and girl manage to save their love" type story. This section Chris had her start at quickly got into the "fooling-around" scenes, and she read attentively as one bedroom encounter led to another and yet another, as the hero and heroine made one romantic adventure after another. After several very good chapters, she realized that she had finished the first glass of wine. She set the book aside and stood up from the chair.She walked carefully into the kitchen and retrieved the bottle from the refrigerator. She felt incredibly sexy dressed in this motorcycle slut outfit, and let her hands wander momentarily over her breasts and down her body before returning to her breasts. A brief caress or two and she could feel her nipples hardening beneath the leather halter, and she let out a small gasp as the sensations swept through her."I may need to convince Chris to let me keep this outfit after tonight!" she thought to herself. "Shouldn't be too hard to do that," the thought continued, and she smiled.She poured the wine into her glass, noticing that she had almost passed the marking on the bottle that she was supposed to drink. The glass was full as she returned the bottle to the refrigerator and then walked back into the living room and the novel. As she sat into the chair, the skirt rode well up her thighs, showing much of the skin above the tops of the stockings. She could feel the leather panty snuggle up against her clitoris, and knew that at least part of Chris's plans were beginning to work. She was just a little buzzed, definitely feeling the effects of the glasses of wine she was consuming. She was also getting a little aroused.She picked up the novel and was quickly caught up in the lovemaking described in the book. The chapter he had marked began:Donna walked out of the hotel room, slamming the door in disgust. She had just caught her lover, Vernon, in bed with her best friend and almost maid-of-honor, of all people. True, it had been her maid-of-honor in her almost marriage to David, and that was last year before the wedding had been called off and then she had started seeing Vernon, but still the irony of it all astounded her.She walked down the hallway of the hotel, her heels loudly clicking against the polished wooden floors of the hotel. This was her favorite Philadelphia hotel, the Ritz Carlton, and she loved the incredible luxury and opulence of the hotel. Usually, she loved it, she thought. Now her blood was racing and her thoughts raced through her head.She punched the button to the elevator and stood there, staring back up the corridor at the hotel room where Vernon and Kendra were, probably picking out the ice cubes from the bed sheets. Donna giggled as she remembered their reactions. She had walked into the room, having learned from Vernon's secretary that he had made plans to spend the night at the hotel. She had bribed the turn-down maid to let her into his room, and had snuck through the living room of his suite, intending to surprise him in the bedroom. However, when she opened the door to the room, she had found them there, Vernon's head and shoulders buried between the legs of Kendra. Kendra had just let out a long moan when she opened her eyes to see Donna staring there. Furious, Donna strode to the dresser and grabbed the ice bucket sitting there. She turned and flung the contents on the entwined couple, soaking the two of them and the bed with the ice water and cubes. The bottle hit Vernon in the ass."You son-of-a-bitch!" she had screamed at Vernon. "And you, you back-stabbing little slut!" she had screamed at Kendra. "You two deserve each other," she had screamed at them, as they shrieked back at her from the cold ice water. She had then turned and stormed out of the room.The elevator doors opened and she got in. She saw the door to the hotel suite open and Vernon come stumbling out as the doors to the elevator shut. She pushed the button for the Parking Garage Level 3 and leaned back in against the walls of the car. Although she was trying to fight it, she felt the first tears come as the car made its way from the top floor of the hotel down to the lower level parking garage.The doors opened and she ran out from the car. She was openly crying now and certainly didn't want to be seen in this condition. As she rounded the corner of the garage to where she had parked her Beamer, she fumbled in her purse, pulling out the keys and finding the key fob. She peered at the remote opener through her watery eyes and pushed the "Unlock" button. Her Beamer beeped once and flashed its lights, opening the doors for her.As she approached the car she heard the steps behind her. A large body came up from behind, grabbing her around the waist and clamping a hand over her mouth. She was lifted off her feet and moved to the back of her car. The hand on her waist moved and grabbed her wrist, finding the remote opener and pushed a button, popping the trunk open. She tried to scream and twist against her assailant, but was shoved brutally into the trunk and closed in when the unknown attacker slammed it shut on her.She heard the front door open, and then moments later the engine roared to life. She was flung about in the trunk as the Beamer was backed out of the parking spot and pulled away up the parking garage ramps. She hit her head on something and blacked out.* * *Georgetta paused in her reading to take another sip of wine. She loved trashy novels, and the kidnapping theme was a common one. "Is Chris going to abduct me tonight" she wondered to herself. "He better not try to shove me in a trunk!" she thought with a smile.Georgetta set the wine glass down, readjusted her skirt, which kept insisting on riding up, and resumed reading.Chapter 3: Scenes from a Trashy Romance NovelDonna opened her eyes and stared into darkness. She blinked several times, but still could not see anything. Then she realized she was blindfolded. Worse, they, whoever they were, had gagged her as well. Her mouth tasted funny. She tried to spit it out but found she couldn't. It took her a few minutes to regain her thoughts and assess what was going on. She felt like she was laying on her back, that much she could figure out. Something soft, most likely a bed. She tried to move her arms but realized that they were fastened above her head. Same with her legs. She could feel they were tied to something else as well. She was basically tied spread-eagled on a bed, blindfolded and gagged. She also felt a little cold, but could still feel her bra straps across her chest and the waistband of her panties. So she wasn't naked, but certainly not fully clothed either. "This is not good," she thought to herself, not for the first time. She tugged with each arm, and then tried to move her legs, but to no avail. She was tied tight and not going anywhere until someone decided to let her go.She heard the door open and footsteps approach the bed. She turned her head towards the sound, but still could not see anything - the blindfold cut off all of her sight. Then she felt fingers on the side of her face. She turned away, and then realized that they were caressing her face, and not hurting her. She felt the hand work slowly and softly down her cheek and ear, to her neck, caressing and touching the sides of her neck and under her chin. The one hand was joined by a second, alternating between her earlobes, her neck, and her chin. Despite herself, Donna thought it felt quite nice.The hands stopped and she heard footsteps move away from the bed. Then she heard the music begin. It was a jazz song. For some reason it made her think of her ex-fiancé - he had always loved listening to jazz and they had frequently made love to the sounds of jazz on the stereo. Then she heard the steps approaching her again, and then the wait and feeling of someone sitting on the bed next to her. The hands returned, stroking and caressing her face and neck, occasionally moving to her upper chest. Then she felt his hands on her gag, loosening it. He pulled it from her mouth. Donna worked her tongue, lips, and jaw, trying to moisten her dry mouth. Then a few splashes of a liquid were dropped into her mouth. She tasted it and realized it was water. A hand reached behind her neck and lifted her head upwards, and a glass was placed against her lips, allowing her to drink. She took several swallows before the glass was lifted away."Please let me g-" she started to say when her lips were covered by his. In shock, she turned away from the kiss, but he placed his hands on either side of her face and turned her to him. He kissed her again, although she didn't return the favor. But there was something strangely familiar about his kiss...Then his lips were on her neck, and nibbling softly on the sides of her neck, up and down, and to that little spot on the right side of her neck that was just so sensitive, and then back to her lips. This time, she kissed back, surprising herself. His lips left hers, and returned to that sensitive spot on her neck. They worked downwards, down her upper chest and to the top of her straining breasts, kissing and nuzzling between them. She felt his hands reach behind her for the clasp of her brasserie, and lifted her back up slightly to help."There are only two men in this world that know how sensitive that spot on my neck is," she thought to herself as the mysterious stranger finished removing her bra and started kissing her breasts. "One was her now ex-lover Vernon, who she had left in the hotel room with that slut Kendra, the other her ex-fiancé, David. But which one of the two of them was doing this. It can't be Vernon - he could never have gotten down to the hotel parking garage in time to catch her from behind. That meant it had to be..." Then she felt that distinctive nibbling sensation on her left breast and knew it to be."David! - David let me go you son-of-a-bitch! How dare you do this to me!" she yelled at him. A chuckling sound let her now she had guessed correctly. "Let me out of these ropes you bastard!" she screamed at him, trying to twist her body and breasts away from his kisses."Quiet, m'love" or I'll need to put the gag back in," he said to her. "You just lay there and enjoy this evening's attention." He moved his lips down from her breasts, softly nibbling down her stomach and caressing the space of skin just above her womanhood. She felt him grasp the fabric of her panty with both hands and then heard a ripping noise as he ripped one side of the fabric. She felt him slide the remainder of the garment down her left leg, and then gasped as he pressed his lips and tongue against her most sensitive spot.Despite her cries to stop, that they had broken up, that she didn't want him to do this, that he was a bastard and had left her for another woman, David continued his affections to her womanhood, and she could feel her excitement rising inside her. Her protestations died away as she was swept away in the exotic feelings he produced within her. She struggled weakly against the bonds holding her hands, and then gave up, allowing him to take her. As the moment came, she shook with ecstasy, and lay there, allowing the emotions and feelings to sweep through her.Then he was inside her. She felt his manhood penetrate deep into her, and she found herself raising her hips to take him, to feel him. They moved together, she moving upwards, he driving into her. She heard his cries as he achieved his release and shook within her before collapsing on top of her.After several minutes, he reached up and removed her blindfold. She squinted in the light, realizing that it was only from a few candles he had placed around the bed. She looked around and recognized the decor and furnishings of the Ritz Carlton! She had never even left the hotel!As she started to ask him to explain, he again dropped his lips to her womanhood and began again, this time slower and more languorously than the first time. Hours and hours passed, it seemed to her, as she lay there upon the bed. She could feel the sheets grow wet beneath her, as David brought her to a second and then third release. His hands roamed her body, caressing her breasts, moving up and down her legs. After the third release he slowly stopped and lifted his body from hers.She felt his hands on her legs, releasing the ties from each foot. As she stretch and flexed each leg he moved to her arms and release each one. He laid down beside her and she rolled towards him, enveloping his face with kisses. She moved herself on top of him, and found him ready for her again. This time she moved slowly atop him, feeling his hardness within herself. She watched his face and eyes, trying to gauge his level of excitement, slowing as she thought he neared release. Finally, as her thighs began to burn, she quickened the pace of their lovemaking, and felt him achieve his release. She collapsed on top of him, holding him in place inside her."You have a lot of explaining to do," she said to him.Georgetta turned the page in the novel and found a post-it note from Chris. It said: That's all for your reading enjoyment this evening. You can finish the book another time. Now it's time to proceed to the next activity in this night's entertainment plans. If you are still willing to participate, open the envelope at the back of this book. ChrisGeorgetta thought for a few moments. She really wanted to see what happened next in the story, find out whether Donna took David back or got back together with Vernon. She was also feeling very aroused. That last scene had really turned her on, and she was more than a bit curious as to what else Chris had planned for her.She found the envelope stapled into the back of the book. Ripping it from the book cover, she opened it to find a second envelope and a sheet of paper with further instructions. The sheet read:Georgetta,I hope you have enjoyed your evening so far. I have put a considerable amount of work into this fantasy, and hope to allow you to experienced one of the most incredible nights of your life. You now need to decide if you want to follow through where I am about to take you. You may have a slight idea based on your attire and the last scene in the novel. I assure you that you will not be hurt, and that we will have a most incredible night of lovemaking and pleasure.If you agree, then you are first to clean-up the wine glass and leave the novel on the counter in the kitchen. Then take the remaining envelope into the bedroom and get the second box from inside the first carton I left for you. I will soon be there, my darling, and promise to make incredible love to you regardless of your decision as to where this night goes. I can only imagine how incredibly sexy and desirable you look right now, dressed in the boots and leather I have provided for you.Finally, if at any time this night is not going as you would desire and want to stop the fantasy, you are to say "Thunderbird". That will be our code word to let me know that you want to stop and talk. Otherwise, I will continue with my plans for the evening and assume that I have your agreement.For now, my love,ChrisChapter 4: Fit to be TiedShe had already decided that she would follow through with Chris on this fantasy. He had obviously worked hard to make it happen, and she was enjoying herself immensely so far. She found it funny that he had chosen "Thunderbird" as her escape word, but was pleased that he had planned for any eventuality. The car that she had been driving when she and Chris had first started dating was a dark blue Thunderbird, and she had loved it very much. She had many great memories of her times with Chris in that car. She felt more comfortable now following his directions knowing that she could stop him at any point.She picked up the envelope, book, and wine glass and walked (swayed, actually) into the kitchen. She quickly rinsed the glass, scrubbing away the lipstick, and left the book on the kitchen counter as instructed. Then she walked with the other envelope into the bedroom and picked up the letter opener to open the third envelope and the box. Chris's writing on the outside of the envelope instructed her to open the carton first before following the instructions on contained in the envelope.She attacked the box with the letter opener and quickly had slit the tape sealing it shut. She was somewhat surprised at the contents, although she had suspected something based on his instructions in the letter and that last chapter of the romance novel. The box contained two short lengths of chain, one about six inches long and the other about three and a half feet. Both had hooks on the end that would lock once they were closed. The box also contained a Sony Discman and headphones, a set of keys, a small silver vibrator, and what looked to be a wide black leather headband. She was pretty sure what Chris had in mind now, and again made up her mind to continue. She know Chris really cared for her and would not do anything that might hurt her, and besides, the story in the novel had made it all seem incredibly exciting.The vibrator surprised her. She knew what it was, of course, but had never used one. She picked it up and examined it. Chris had attached a post-it note to the toy that instructed her to turn the base of the vibrator until she had heard two clicks. She tried it and almost dropped it as it began humming in her hand. She felt it between her palms for a few minutes, feeling the vibrations and listening to the humming noise it made. She turned it off and then set it back on the comforter on the bed.She opened up the letter and read the instructions inside. She was again surprised by the level of effort Chris had gone through to prepare for this night.The first few steps in the letter were pretty simple. She was told to first bring the chair from the corner of the bedroom into the middle of the floor directly beneath the oak beam that ran across the middle of the ceiling. She was to feed the longer chain through the hoop Chris had installed in the beam, leaving an equal amount hanging to either side of the chain. She was then to return the chair to the corner of the room. She did this, struggling to move the chair in her heels and with the tight miniskirt constricting her steps. "When did he do all of this, and how come I never noticed this before?" she thought to herself. The beam was just across the room from her bed, and she practically looked right at it when she was laying in bed. She certainly would have noticed it before, she thought. She stepped up carefully onto the chair, and looked at the metal loop. It had been screwed into the beam, and she fed one length of the longer chain through the loop. She measured the sides to get equal amounts of chain hanging on either side. She stepped off the chair and dragged it back to the corner of the room. She picked up the letter and continued reading.The keys were to be hung on the necklace she was now wearing. Chris's letter explained that the keys would open the locks on the two chains, once the night was well underway. She unfastened the necklace from behind her neck and slipped the two silver keys over the chain. She refastened the catch and returned to the letter.The next activity was to place the Discman onto a loop on the back of her miniskirt, and then to place the headphones in her ears. A CD from Mozart was already in the Discman, and she was instructed to turn it on and set the volume to 5. She turned the Discman on, and fastened it to the belt loop on the side of the miniskirt. She set the headphones in her ears. She found the music to be somewhat loud but not painfully so. The sounds of a Mozart sonata were soon playing in her ears.The vibrator was next. She was told to turn it on by turning the bottom to the second click, and then to insert it inside of her. She knew where it went and what she was supposed to do with it, but it still took several seconds to convince herself to do this. She lifted up her skirt and pulled the panty down. She was already quite wet from the first part of the evening, and as she pressed it between her thighs and held it, pressing against her for several seconds. It was buzzing quite happily. She slowly turned it, rubbing it up and down, and then pressed the tip of the toy inside her. She pressed a little harder, letting out a gasp as she felt the buzzing inside. Slowly, she worked it in and out until only the end was peaking out from inside of her. She pulled her panty back up over it (which immediately pushed the vibrator a little farther in and momentarily staggered her). The buzzing and vibrating motion of the sex toy immediately got her keyed up, and made her even wetter, if possible. She adjusted her skirt back down, moving it slightly to position the zipper and accompanying slit over her right thigh. She was then instructed to pull the black headband over her head and down around her neck. She was then to put down the letter, pick up the remaining length of chain, and step into the middle of the bedroom beneath the oak beam and the hanging chain. She pulled the headband over her head, freed her hair from behind her back, and then picked up the small length of chain. She walked carefully to the center of the room, feeling the sensation of the vibrator within her as the tight panty moved it slightly with each step.The letter had instructed her to use the short length of chain to lock her two boots together. She bent over slowly, shaking slightly as the vibrator continued its happy thrumming, and found that the two clasps on either end of the short chain would connect into small loops on the inside of each boot. One clasp on either end of the chain locked onto each boot. This effectively prevented her from moving more than six inches at a time - the length of the chain holding her in place. As she did this and then stood back up from leaning over she felt the vibrator shift a little more inside her. It was a small unit, no more than four or five inches, but more than enough to drive her a little crazy with its incessant motion. She could already feel an orgasm building inside, and hoped that Chris would be there soon to replace the vibrator with his own sex tool, something that she knew would fill her more completely than the small silver toy did.The last two steps were reasonably clear, but required the final surrender. She could still stop now, retrieve the keys from around her neck, and then just jump on Chris as soon as he walked in the door. As horny as she was getting, this was a very attractive option, but she decided to go ahead and follow the last two steps. She reached up with her hands and fastened the lock on one end of the chain to the ring on the left wrist cuff. She was still surprised that she had missed the rings on her wristbands earlier in the night. Now she didn't care.Carefully moving her right hand down, she pulled the black headband up over her chin and settled it into place over her eyes. She was now in darkness, and with the Mozart playing in her ears, effectively placed into a sensory deprivation mode. She reached up with her right hand, stood on her tiptoes, or at least as high as her heels and the chain on her ankles would allow, and found the other end of the length of chain hanging from the beam. Taking a deep breath, she locked the clasp into place on her right wrist.That was it. Her legs were bound together with the short chain. Her hands were fastened via the wrist cuffs to a length of chain and suspended over her head. The sonata in her ears and the black blindfold cut off both her hearing and sight. She was essentially helpless. She figured if she tried hard enough and long enough she could unbuckle the wrist cuffs, but they were pretty snug, there wasn't much leverage in the length of chain hanging from the ceiling, and her long fingernails certainly wouldn't help matters.Chris had carefully taken into account her height, the length of her arms, the heels, and the length of the chain holding her hands. She had some slight freedom, but not enough to lower her arms, or, as she tried to ascertain, to really get to the fastenings of the wrist cuffs. "This is it," she thought. I'm locked in place here, waiting for my man to come and ravish me.She stood there in place, listening to the music, and becoming more and more aware of the buzzing between her legs. She could feel the pressure build inside her as the vibrator continued to merrily hum away, sending waves throughout her. She rocked slightly in her heels, pulling against the cuffs and the chain holding her in place. Without sight or sound, it was easy to imagine that it was really Chris that was inside of her. She could almost feel his hands on his breasts, the thrust of him deep inside her. She closed her eyes, letting out a soft moan as the pressure continued to build. She tried to shake her hips a little to move the vibrator inside of her pussy, but wound up shaking a bit without really moving it. If I can just move it a little bit further, things will really happen. She squirmed a little more, feeling her breasts jiggle softly under the leather."Hmmmm," she thought. "That feels kind of nice." Her nipples had grown ever harder and more erect as her orgasm had begun to build, and were now rubbing against the leather halter top. She Leaned up slightly onto her tiptoes and then back. The combination of the spiked heels and chain holding her hands though restricted most of her motion, but she got a bit of a jiggle, she thought. "Aaron Spelling would never put this jiggle onto a show, though!" she thought.She swayed a few more times, and then let out another moan as she felt the orgasm began to crest. She tensed, feeling the wave, when...With a slight click the vibrator shut off. She waited, tensed and poised, on the brink of an explosion, thinking she was mistaken, but realizing that no, the damned thing had shut off. "Goddamn him! He didn't change the batteries!! I don't fucking believe this!" She tried to swing her hips or move to make the vibrator continue to nudge her most sensitive spot, but between her heels, the boot chain, and her hands locked above her head found she could only squirm in frustration as the wave of her orgasm slowly faded away."I really don't believe he did this. Let me out of this thing!" she cried, and tried to reach the cuff fastenings. She struggled for several minutes before giving up, and slumped into the chains, letting the chain and her arms take her weight. She was extremely sensitive to everything right now. She could feel the vibrator inside her, just sitting there taking up space but not doing anything to help her. Her nipples pressed against the halter, demanding attention. She knew it was because of her aroused state, but that certainly didn't help matters much. The damned music was continuing to play away in her ears, and she couldn't see a goddamn thing! Her level of frustration mounted and she started swearing at Chris, calling him every name in the book and promising what she was going to do to him when she got out of this setup, and then...The vibrator clicked back on. She stopped in mid-sentence (and mid-swearing, questioning the legitimacy of Chris's birth) when she felt it begin buzzing again. She leaned her head back and moaned as she felt it within her again, and suddenly took back all the bad things she had said about Chris. She was moaning and writhing quite happily then again, doing her slight jiggle, when after two minutes it clicked off again."I think I've been royally set-up this time," she thought to herself. Despite the urging and roaring between her thighs, Georgetta stood quietly, counting to herself. Her body was pleading with her for a release, but she ignored it as best she could and tried to count. The lack of sight and the sonata playing in the her ears made it difficult, but she thought she was close to 180 seconds when the vibrator kicked back on. "The damn thing turns itself on and off!" she thought - "I'm going to kill him!" That thought drifted away as her orgasm began building again, responding to her bodies' desires and the incessant buzzing between her legs. She thought maybe she could make herself cum before her time expired. She struggled in earnest, shaking the chains and wriggling, trying to push the vibrator directly where she really, really, really REALLY-fucking needed it, desperately trying to attain that elusive orgasm when - "click" - it shut off again. She slumped against the chains and hung there, cursing the SOB who had invented the thing. Chapter 5: The Hero ReturnsChris sat on the bed, watching Georgetta squirm in her chains. He had emerged from the closet moments after she had locked her wrists into the chains and completed the self-bondage. He had to continually control himself from going to her immediately, releasing her from the captivity and taking her to bed immediately. She was just so incredibly gorgeous, sexy, and desirable in the black outfit - not to mention the completely helpless state she was in - and all at his request!He had walked quietly around her after emerging from the closet, taking in the incredible appearance of his girlfriend. Her breasts were barely contained in the leather halter top, and he knew that her nipples inside would be hard and aroused, just begging for him to lick and kiss each one. He knew that they were very sensitive, and he knew that it might only take a little attention to them to trigger the orgasm she was so desperately trying to achieve.Her legs and ass looked incredible. The miniskirt and boots just did amazing things to her posterior curves. He loved to look at her legs, and watch her walk, and wished that he could watch her walk ahead of him in this outfit. "A little later on this night," he thought.The instructions manual for the vibrator indicated it would stay "on" for five minutes when initially turned on prior to moving to the on-off cycle, so he left her there in the bedroom and walked out to the kitchen. He retrieved her wine glass from the kitchen sink, got the bottle of wine from the refrigerator and poured himself a glass. He got a water glass down from the cupboard and filled it, knowing that Georgetta would be thirsty after the next hour's activities.Returning to the bedroom, he settled onto the bed and watched as Georgetta continued writhing in the chains. A sheen of perspiration covered her face, neck, and chest, and from the way she was rubbing her legs together he knew she was getting close. He hoped he had timed it just right. When she started the slight jiggle, he sat up in amazement. "Maybe I should have allowed a little more slack in that chain," he thought to himself. She was bouncing slightly, raising up onto her tip-toes and then dropping back down. He stood up from the bed and stepped to her side to watch. She was only lifting her heels maybe a half-inch off the floor, but the resulting bounce set certain parts of her anatomy bouncing happily. Her breasts swayed slightly within the halter, and he thought he could almost make out the shape of her nipple through the leather. Her dark brown hair jostled softly around her face, and bounced in back in the ponytail, and the skirt bounced a bit around her ass and legs. "All in all a most amazing sight," he thought to himself.He heard the slight click when the vibrator shut off and watched her face change from a look of ecstasy to amazement. He winced as she began swearing at him and calling him every name in the book. He was surprised at the extent of her vocabulary, wondering where she had picked up a few of those terms. He appreciated her motions as she tried to finish the orgasm she had almost had, and had to restrain himself from releasing her and finishing the task. Two minutes after the vibrator had shut off it turned on again. He reached over to the nightstand and opened the drawer, removing the remote control for the vibrator. Checking his watch, he watched as Georgetta again began to shake with the upcoming orgasm. The vibrator was on a fixed three-minute-on-two-minute-off sequence, but he could override it with the remote control. He hadn't been sure she had followed his directions to turn it to the second setting - if she had only turned it to the first setting it would have stayed on and she would have been well onto her second orgasm by now.He checked the clock and decided to let a few more minutes pass before he interrupted things. As he settled back onto the bed, he softly rubbed his raging hard-on in his jeans. There was no way that any mortal man could watch someone as beautiful and sexy as Georgetta, in the attire she was wearing, and the obvious state of sexual heat she was, and not get incredibly excited. He watched as she went through an additional four cycles of on-and-off activity. When the vibrator was on, she would moan and squirm in place, start the jiggling motion, all in trying to get to that elusive orgasm. When it was off, she slumped in the chains, and hung in place, waiting for the next on cycle. She was getting tired, he knew, and wouldn't last much longer. He intended to tease and torment her slightly, but certainly not to annoy or get her really mad at him.As the vibrator click on for the fifth time in the cycle, he triggered the remote control to "on" and set the vibrator to high. He watched as her head lifted, and she tried to peer around the room. He knew she couldn't hear anything, but if she had left some space around the blindfold she might be able to see him and realize he was here. * * *She felt the vibrator kick back in, but at a higher rate this time. The vibrations were more intense, more throbbing, and she hoped beyond all hope that this time she would finally come!! She really needed the release of an orgasm, and she was getting almost too horny. But why was it running at a higher speed?"Did Chris do that? Is he here with me now, in this room, watching me as I stand here trying to come? Is he somehow controlling the vibrator, enjoying his little game?" she thought through the waves.Her legs were getting sore, her breasts were aching for attention, and her pussy, no her whole body was screaming at her for release."Chris - was that you? " she asked, barely managing to form the words as her body continued to shake. She forget that she would not be able to hear a reply. "Damnit Chris if you're here I'm going to kill you - let me out of this thing. Let me out of this and FUCK ME NOW!" she said, and then was surprised at herself for saying it. She hadn't meant to say it, but she realized that was what she really wanted - his hard dick planted deep inside her and the feel of his lips on hers and his hands on her breasts and the deep thrusts.She came in a shuddering glory.From somewhere down deep in her toes this roaring sensation swept through her, and she shook with incredible pleasure as the wave washed through her. For several long minutes she shook with the effects, feeling a happy warm feeling overcome her. She slumped in the chains, drained with the intensity of the orgasm. "Wow" she thought to herself - that was some orgasm.As she slowly regained control of her senses, she realized that the vibrator was still humming, demanding that she pay attention to the silver intruder still inside her. "Oh no!" she thought to herself as the pressures began to build again. She shook the chains and yelled "Chris - enough! Let me out from this! I need you - not some damned toy!" She thought about using the escape word, but she wasn't sure that Chris was really here, that he would even release her. Then she realized that she wasn't yet sure she really wanted to escape...* * *It took all the control Chris could muster not to go to her shout. She looked so incredible, so horny, so desirable, and his hard-on was beginning to cause him pain, he wanted her so much. He had watched her shake with the orgasm, happy for her and desiring her even more as the first orgasm of many this evening took her. Steeling himself, he stood up from the bed and approached her. It was time to let her know he was here, and to continue the fun. She was recovering from the first orgasm (or had there been multiple in there?), and it was time for the next activity. He picked up the glass of water and moved over to her. He found the pause switch on the Discman and pressed it, temporarily stopping the sounds of the sonata. He moved his hand to her right ear and lifted the ear piece from the headset, resting it just to the side of her ear. Her head came up immediately and looked towards him. He raised the glass to her lips and said "Here m'love, have a drink". She opened her lips and he carefully raised the glass and allowed her to drink several large sips. When she stopped he took the glass away."You can't believe how incredible you look, dear," he said to her."Let me free from this and I'll show you how incredible I feel," she replied, smiling in his direction."Oh, but that would be bringing this evening to a finish too soon. I have a few more surprises for you," he replied."I don't know if I can stand anymore like that last one. This vibrator is an evil thing," she said. They both heard it click back on, and he watched as she shook briefly with the sensation."Bastard!" she said."Okay, enough talking. You lost the bet" he reminded her. "You've just begun to pay it off," he said, and then pushed the play switch on the Discman. He moved the earpiece back into place over her ear and set the water glass down. "Uuuuuummmmmmm," she moaned to him.He stepped behind her and moved his hands to the fastening on her halter top. He unfastened the strap behind her back and allowed it to hang loose around her breasts. He fished an ice cube out of the glass of water and brought it up to her right breast, lifting the leather halter and applying the ice cube to her nipple. She shrieked at the cube touched the hardened nipple. Chris rubbed it over and around the nipple, and the cube melted away in his hand, leaving her breast wet. He fished out another cube and repeated this on the other breast. Both nipples were standing straight up and out, and he placed both hands on them and squeezed and caresses them softly. The intensity of the moans from Georgetta increased. He was glad to see she wasn't swearing at him anymore.He brought her hands up and stroked the soft skin under her neck and above her breasts. He slowly lifted her head up and brought his lips to hers. She met him with a passionate kiss, thrusting her tongue to meet his. As they kissed he stroked her hair and caressed her ears, moving slowly up and down the sides of her face and neck. Chris slid his finger up inside the blindfold and lifted it up above her forehead, looking into her wonderful brown eyes. She opened them slowly, blinking in the light.She looked at him with a combination of both rage and passion. She was both crazy with lust for him but also mad at him for locking her into this position and causing this sexual frustration."I'm going to seriously hurt you when you let me out of this" she said to him when they broke off their kiss.He kissed her again and replied "maybe I'd best not release you just yet then. Can't have you threatening me!" He smiled at her, and then dropped his hands to her underarms, giving her a slight tickle. It worked as she dissolved into a giggle spasm. This quickly gave way to another shudder and moan as the vibrator continued to thrum inside her."Can't you do something about this?" she asked, thrusting her hips towards him. The invitation on her face was easily readable.Chris stepped back and quickly looked her over. "Let me see, now. Maybe we should remove this skirt" he said to her. He stepped forward and dropped his fingers to the zipper on the miniskirt. He allowed his hands ample opportunity to caress her thigh as he worked the zipper upward and then allowed it to fall away from her hips. He caught his breath once again at how incredible she looked. Stepping to the side, he appraised his bound girlfriend. The panty had worked its way into the cleft in her buttocks, becoming almost a total thong. The garter belt framed the front of her panty, with the tops of her stockings ending a few inches from the panty and revealing a stretch of tanned flesh. The boots and the heels added the most interesting curves to her already well defined and toned legs, thighs, and butt. A slight protrusion from between her legs indicated the end of the vibrator that was mostly inside of her. She shook again and closed her eyes as its vibrations continued inside her.He stepped back over to the bed and picked up the remote control. He aimed it towards her.* * *"What does that do?" she asked him. Having been blindfolded before when he had worked the remote, she didn't know what the device did. When he pressed a button though, she found out. The vibrations suddenly speeded up a bit "Ohhhhhhhhh," she sighed. "That's - uummmmmmm - what that does." She shut her eyes and tried not to think about what the vibrator was doing inside her. Then it sped up again another setting. She opened her eyes and saw him smiling at her, and then watched as he set the control down on the bed again.He dropped to his knees and fished around under the bed, bringing out a duffel bag from under the bed. Standing up, he dropped the bag on the bed and unzipped it, and began fishing around inside it. He pulled out a two foot black rod with hooks on each end and approached her with it."What is that for?" she asked. "Are you going to - ummmmmmmmpphhh -- beat me now for swearing at you?" She said this in a joking tone, but was a bit apprehensive as he crossed the short distance over to her. "I would never do that to you my love, not even in a fantasy such as this," he replied and stepped behind her. He laid a light smack on her butt causing her to jump forward slightly. "A light spanking now and then perhaps, but nothing serious," he said into her ear.* * *Chris placed the bar on the floor, and then stood up. He reached up underneath her hair and found the clasp for the necklace. He undid the hook, and then brought the necklace down. The keys slid off one end into his palm. He then refastened the necklace around her neck. Bending down, he grabbed one of her booted feet and unlocked one end of the chain locking them together. Picking up the end of the bar, he locked the fastening on the end of the bar to the ring on her boot. Switching his stance, he grabbed her right booted foot and pushed it outwards to his right. He moved the bar between her legs and fastened the end of the bar to her right boot. Standing up, he appraised her work. Her legs were now held apart approximately two feet. Her butt was tight and slightly tilted back towards him. He couldn't resist, and dropped his hands to her, caressing and fondling her cheeks. She turned her head towards him, trying to watch what he was doing. She was almost perfectly positioned - but just a bit too low for him. Even with the heels on the boots, Georgetta was still more than a foot shorted than he was, and that made what he had in mind somewhat difficult. He walked over to the closet and removed the two milk crates he had stashed inside. He brought the two crates back over to Georgetta. Although she was watching him, she was quiet, occasionally closing her eyes to enjoy the sensations of the vibrator still working inside her. He knew that his actions that had spread her legs had shifted the vibrator inside her to a new position, and that had resulted in a new round of sensations for her already exceptionally horny and wet pussy.He placed one of the crates behind either of her feet, and the stepped directly behind her. He placed both hands on her hips and lifted her easily off the floor. Using his left foot, he slid the milk crate behind her left leg underneath her, and then repeated the process with the right milk crate and foot. He then set her down slightly on the two crates. This had the desired effect of now moving her butt (and other desirable parts) directly opposite his own sex tool.However, the extra ten inches of height had given her that much more chain free for her hands, and she was reaching around with both hands, trying to grab him. He dodged the first hand and then caught her wrist with his own left hand, reaching into the pocket of his jeans for the carabineer. He found it and quickly caught it through one of the links of the chain. He let go of her hand, reached up, and pulled down on the chain, jerking her other hand up. He took the slack out of the chain, and then locked the carabineer closed, eliminating the slack in the chain. He fished the other carabineer out of his pocket, and then slipped it through the links in the chain close to her wrists, locking her wrists together. She was again locked up tight.* * *"But we could have so much more fun if I could touch you," she said to him. She had almost gotten the keys away from him. Although she was definitely enjoying herself, she was tired of standing in the heels, with her hands locked tightly over her head. She really wanted to be fucked, to feel him with her hands and press his body up to hers, and he didn't seem to be moving too quickly towards fulfilling that need.He looked incredible. When she had caught a glimpse of him, she realized he had gone the biker route as well. His jeans were tight around his legs and butt, and he had gotten a pair of big, black motorcycle boots. He was wearing a sleeveless Harley Davidson T-shirt, with the big Harley logo with the Eagle and Snakes on the front. He had ripped off the sleeves, and his arm muscles flexed as he moved around the room, and adjusted her bonds. It was only his short haircut that didn't fit the image he was trying to project. He was still a clean-shaven corporate type, no matter what else he wore. But he almost pulled it off.She had tried to kick him when he had unlocked his boot, more to keep the fantasy going than in any attempt to do him harm. She didn't want to hurt him, she just wanted him. She was so incredibly turned on, and she could feel the next orgasm building as he adjusted the bar between her feet. When he reached around her, he could feel how hard we was through his jeans as he pressed himself up against her backside to lift her onto the milk crates. She imagined she could feel the shape of his penis through his jeans as he pressed into her butt. And then when he had lifted her onto the two crates, the motion had really set that vibrations inside her going. The vibrator felt like it was several inches deep into her, and was just humming up a storm down there. She could feel the pressure building again, and it was only her concentration on what Chris was doing that was holding it off.When he reached up and tried to adjust the tension in the chain holding her arms, she tried to jump onto him, trying to feel him. He caught her though, and adjusted the tension in the chain to the point where she was almost suspended in air by the cuffs on her wrists. She was still touching the tops of the milk crates, but she couldn't get any leverage. Worse - she couldn't seem to get the jiggle motion going - the tension in the chains and the holes in the tops of the milk crates completely frustrated her attempts.He stepped behind her and she felt his hands again on her backside.He was softly moving his hands over her, caressing and touching her. She felt his lips on the small of her back, and then his kisses as he worked down her back and to her butt. His hands found the inside of her thighs, followed soon by his lips and tongue. She felt him attack the clasp on the panty on her right hip, releasing it, and then pushing her panty down her other leg. His hands and fingers moved inside of her, grasping the vibrator and slowly sliding it out."Ooohhh," she gasped as it slipped free. "Ummmm," she said as he replaced it with his fingers and his tongue. She was about to yell at him to put it back in as she was SO close, but then she felt his lips and tongue between her legs, felt his tongue on her clitoris. She could feel him still holding the vibrator up against her, but she could also feel his lips and tongue. She lost track of time as she lost herself in the incredible feelings coming from between her legs.She could feel one hand on her buttock, while the other was holding the tip of the vibrator up against her clitoris. He had turned it up to high and it was buzzing at full speed on her extremely sensitive nub. His tongue and lips were at work just below it, thrusting inside and out, and kissing up and down her pussy. Every twenty or thirty seconds or so he would pull away and slide the vibrator inside her, and then move it around within her, hitting just about every nerve ending within her, before pulling it out and placing his tongue back on her. Her breasts were throbbing, hell her head and every other part of her was throbbing from all of this attention. Her first orgasm was going to pale in comparison to the one she could feel coming. She felt him pull away from her again and was waiting to feel the thrust of the vibrator, but then she felt something else instead. He was nuzzling her with the head of his cock. Turning her head, she saw that he had dropped his jeans and released his cock from his briefs, and was now slowly moving the head up and down, almost but not quite pushing into her. She tried to push back onto him, to get him inside of her, but couldn't get the leverage to move at all. "Chris!!" she yelled at him. "Please now!! Put that big cock in me!!" She was surprised at her own use of such explicit words, but right now that didn't matter one fucking bit. She wanted to be fucked and his cock was soo close to her.And then he pushed inside of her, and she felt the orgasm take her. As he filled her up, she felt it break, and she dropped completely, letting her wrists and the chains take her weight. She felt his wrists grab her hips and hold her up, letting her shake and come while he held her up, supporting her with his hands and his cock wedged deep inside of her. As she stopped shaking and the feelings subsided she felt him start to pull out, and then drive back into her. He started slowly and then began to pick up the rhythm, thrusting into her. His hands held her hips in place, and he drove in and out of her, for several minutes and then stopped. He stayed deep inside, and then slowly-oh-so-slowly-oh-so-goddamned-slowly-what-a-feeling pulled out. It seemed to her that he was hardly moving, but then she felt the tip of his cock slip out of her. She felt Chris nuzzle her with the head, rubbing it up and down her. He then moved just slightly inside of her, moving just a bit up and down, teasing her. She tried to push herself backwards onto him, but again was foiled by the bondage. She knew she was moaning but didn't care.And then he started inward again. Slowly, again so slowly, he inched into her. It seemed to her that he was just going deeper and deeper into her, in a never-ending thrust. Chris was fairly well-endowed, she thought, at least based on her limited experience and what her friends had shared with her over cocktails and all night girls chat sessions, but it just seemed to her that he kept inserting more and more of himself into her. She was starting to think that she knew what those stories meant when they said "he pushed so deep that she could almost taste him". Finally, just as she was about to scream out, she felt his hips meet her ass. He held her there, balancing her, and then began a slight fucking motion. He would pull out an inch or so and then back in, repeating this about a dozen times, slowly, in and out, and began to build his speed. She could his hear breathing quicken as he continued fucking her. His right hand worked its way around her and found her right breast and nipple, still covered partially by the leather halter top. He thrust inside of her again and then stopped once again. She felt his hands leave her hips and slide around the front of her chest, grabbing her breasts with either hand. He reached up then, moving his hands underneath her hair to the back of her neck, and she felt his fingers on the clasp of the neck band of the halter. He unfastened it and tossed it on the floor in front of her.She stood there (sort-of), suspended on his penis, slightly wobbly on her boot heels. She looked down at her breasts and her hard nipples, and watched as his hands reached down to roughly grasp and twist her sensitive breasts. She felt like every nerve in her body was screaming, and then Chris started moving again behind her. Georgetta could not believe how turned on she was. She could feel every move and thrust of Chris inside of her. She could feel his hands softly caressing her breasts, and then twisting and pinching her nipples. She wanted to turn and run her hands over him, but at the same time she felt just so incredibly sexy and irresponsible - Chris was doing all the work, taking all of the effort to satisfy her, and by being in the bonds, she had no guilt at all about letting herself enjoy the attention. It was, in a strange way, the ultimate in luxury - she was being pampered and spoiled. She'd already had two orgasms (or was that three!), and was getting a good hard fucking. She was being spoiled - if you sort of ignored the fact she was tied up and spread-eagled on two milk crates!She moaned again, louder this time, as Chris continued fondling her breasts. "God," she loved to have her breasts played with - they were just so sensitive. "ummmmmppppff," she exclaimed, as he drove into her. His hands moved down to her hips and held her steady, and he began slamming in and out of her. Deep thrusts inside of her where she could here the slap of their skin meeting and felt his balls bang against her thighs followed by a quick pull-out and then another deep thrust, and another and another --- and then suddenly she felt him coming inside of her. He pulled her backwards onto him, rapidly slamming her up and down as he orgasmed inside of her. She couldn't take it and exploded again with a third orgasm herself, shaking and screaming.Chapter 6: What Would You Do With A Passed Out Maiden?Chris stood there, panting heavily, and felt his pulse slow. Georgetta was quiet, not making a noise. She was hanging loosely in the chain from the ceiling, her weight partially supported by the cuffs and chains on her wrists and partially on Chris's prick buried deep inside her.Slowly, Chris eased out of her. The head of his rod popped from inside her pussy with a soft popping sound."Wow," he thought to himself. That was some orgasm that the two of them had just shared. He moved around Georgetta and looked at her face. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing softly. "Georgetta?" he asked her. "Georgetta??" he said again softly. He brought his hand up and softly caressed the side of her face. She didn't stir. "She's either faking this or she really did pass out from that last orgasm," Chris thought to himself.He stepped back from her and walked to the nightstand. He pulled several tissues from the bedside table and wiped his penis clean, tossing the tissue into the basket beside the dresser.Looking at the suspended form of his girlfriend, an idea struck him. He walked to the bed and fished through the duffel bag, and pulled out the set of nipple clamps. He had originally thought of including these in the package he had left on her doorstep, but thought that the device might be pushing it a bit. The vibrator had been a major risk as it was, as he hadn't been sure if she would go through with even that. Up until now, there sex life had been pretty straightforward. Incredibly good, but other than different types of lingerie, pretty basic. The vibrator and the leather and the light bondage had really been a big step over that previous line.He walked over to Georgetta and admired her breasts. The nipples were still erect and upright, resting beautifully atop each of her wonderful firm breasts. He thumbed open the clip on one end of the chain and brought it up to her right nipple. "If she's faking, this should bring about a response" he thought. He closed the clamp around the base of the nipple, expecting a sudden shout or movement. Georgetta remained motionless, with just her soft breathing and motion of her chest continuing.Chris applied the other clamp to her left nipple and stepped back. The two clamps were joined by a gleaming golden chain, that matched the golden chain around her waist and neck and the gold hoops in her ears. He hooked the one pound lead fishing weight into one of the center loops of the chain and set it swinging slightly. Not much weight, but she would certainly notice it. He found the vibrator on the floor where he had tossed it and turned the ring on the bottom to its lowest setting, and then walked behind her. He kneeled down and pressed the buzzing tip of the toy against her lips, carefully pressing it against her. As wet as she was, with both his last load of cum and her own juices, it slipped right in, and he had no trouble pushing it fully into her until only the end knob protruded from within her. The leather panty she had been wearing earlier in the evening was still around one leg, and he slid it carefully up her calf and then pulled it up into place on her right hip. He fastened the clasp on her left hip, and centered the fabric over the vibrator, pushing it firmly into place.He stood up and walked back in front of her, appraising his handiwork. "She should be waking up in a moment or two," he thought. Perhaps I'll have a glass of wine while I await her, and walked past her and into the kitchen, still naked.* * *A few minutes later, Georgetta opened her eyes and looked around her, blearily. It took her a few minutes to recall what was going on, why her hands were above her head and why her feet were starting to hurt. It took her another few minutes to recall what that buzzing feeling was inside her. But what really was causing her some puzzlement was why her breasts were tingling so much - that is until she looked down and saw the chain and the weight and the clips on her breasts and nipples.Georgetta's breasts were incredibly sensitive, and the pressure from the two clips, even as small as they were, was pretty intense. She bit her lip as the tightness of the clips combined with the buzzing of the vibrator started her on yet another orgasmic hill. She turned her head from side to side, trying to spot Chris, but saw no sign of him. His jeans, boots, and black Harley Davidson T-shirt were still scattered on the floor around her, so she assumed that he was still around. Even that little bit of motion set the weight suspended between her breasts swinging, and she felt her nipples protest at being tugged and pulled on like this.She had enjoyed the evening up until now, but this was just about too much. Time to get Chris in here and stop this, she thought. "What was the word he had written in that letter that would let her stop this?" she thought to herself, and then remembered. "Thunderbird!!" she cried out. "Thunderbird, Thunderbird, Thunderbird already. God damn fucking Thunderbird right now!!" she yelled over her shoulder in the direction of the bedroom door.Chris walked in a few seconds later and came around to stand in front of her. "Hi honey," he said. "Did you say something to me? He asked, smiling all the time. He was naked in front of her, holding two glasses of wine. She couldn't help but look down at him to see that he was semi-aroused already.As clearly and calmly as she could, Georgetta said to him, "I said Thunderbird - time to take a break from this." She was surprised at herself for saying "break" and not "end". "Could I really be enjoying this that much?" she thought to herself. And then she felt another twinge from that part of her body that was refusing to listen to her logical thought and was responding to the feelings the vibrator was engendering inside her, that was causing little waves of pleasure to ripple from inside her pussy up through her stomach and to her breasts and nipples.Chris lifted one of the glasses upwards, bringing it into contact with her right nipple. The coldness of the glass coupled with the physical bump surprised her, and she jerked away. Of course, this caused the weight to sway and tug on her nipples again, sending further tremors through her breasts. She felt like her nipples were connected directly to the nerves inside her pussy, and then both sets were hooked up to the pleasure center in her brain, and her knees staggered again.In the sexiest and most sensual voice she could muster up, she said to him, "Let me out of this and I'll give you the fucking of your life!" She realized that she indeed meant it too. She was incredibly turned on, and wanted to feel his prick buried deep inside of her again.Chris bought the wine glass that was near her right breast up to her mouth and tipped it to her slightly, allowing her to take a few sips. The wine was cold and refreshing, and she leaned forward to take another gulp. He turned away from her then and walked over to set the glasses down on her dresser.He stepped back in front of her and dropped to one knee in front of her. Standing on the milk crates like she was with her legs still spread apart by the bar attached to her ankles, she felt completely exposed to him, even though she knew he had placed the panty back around her. She felt his hands reach up and undo the catch on the side of the panty, and then slide it down her other leg. He reached up to grab the vibrator, but it seemed to her that his fingers were suddenly clumsy, as he twirled and twisted the end several times inside her before grasping the end with one hand. She closed her eyes, moaning loudly and not caring at all. She felt like her body was betraying her, refusing to answer to her direction and commands. All she could think about was how incredible the feelings in her breasts and pussy felt at that moment.And then she felt him withdraw the vibrator from inside her. She opened her eyes and looked down to see him twist the knob at the bottom and turn it off, setting it down on the milk crate next to her boot. She sighed softly, and he grinned up at her. He stood up and brought his hands up behind her neck, and she could feel him fumble with the clasp on the necklace. She could feel him pressing against her slightly, his chest against her breasts and nipples, his penis rubbing against her. Her hips moved, involuntarily she thought, trying to press herself against his rod. She smiled innocently at him.He brought his hands down holding an end of the necklace in either hand, and took the silver keys from the chain. He kneeled down between her legs and unfastened the bar from her left ankle, and then turned and did the same to her right. An idea struck her as she was watching him unlock her legs, and turned her wrists and hands inward, securely grabbing hold of each end of the chain attached to her wrists. After he unlocked her right ankle, freeing her legs and started to get up, she pulled down on the chain and swing her legs out around his head, and pulled his face directly into her pussy. She locked her legs behind his head and rested her thighs on either shoulder, positioning his lips and tongue directly in front of her throbbing and very wet pussy.Chris brought his hands up and grasped one of her butt cheeks in each hand. She felt his tongue between her legs and then pressing between her lips to lick fiercely at her clitoris. She rolled her head back and closed her eyes, and a moan of pure lust escaped from her lips. "OH my God, Oh-my-God, Ooh-my-god!!" she screamed out as Chris worked his tongue up and down over her lips and clitoris, tongue fucking her and then teasing her. She felt the rush and brought her legs up and around his head, locking him between her thighs and letting her weight rest on his shoulders as the orgasm took her. "Oh-my-GOD!" She screamed again, letting the word slowly escape from her lips as Chris's magical tongue kept up its pressure on her tender clitoris. Slowly, Chris stopped the tonguing action between her legs, and she felt his hands slowly prying her thighs apart from around his head. He guided each of her booted feet onto a milk crate and then stood up in front of her. "I know you really enjoyed that, but you were cutting off my oxygen down there, my love" he said to her. He brought his hands up to softly caress her breasts and brought his lips to hers in a kiss. She kissed him back, strongly and fiercely, tasting herself on his lips and tongue. Their tongues exchanged jabs and thrusts. Then she felt his thumbs pass over her nipples and tug slightly on the chain, which sent waves through her aching nipples, and kissed him harder."That wasn't part of my plan!" he said to her, but his smile let her know that he had enjoyed her bit of rebellion as well. Another idea struck her, and she waited for him to finish untying her. She licked her lips suggestively, and asked him "Won't you finish untying me, stud?" She tried to smile at him with her most winsome, "gee-aren't-I-so gorgeous-and-wonderful-and every-man-does-anything-I-ask look. A flutter or two of her eyelashes finished setting the hook.He stepped away and bent over to the floor, picking up the keys where they had fallen from his hands. He stepped up and raised the keys to her wrists, unlocking one end of the chain from the cuff on her right wrist. He let that end of the chain go and carefully brought both her arms down. The chain still attached to her left wrist slid through the ring in the beam on the ceiling, and he caught one end of the chain and then unfastened the clasp from that wrist as well. She brought both her arms down around his shoulders and pulled him to her for another series of passionate kisses.Suddenly she gave him a hard shove. Slightly off balance, he fell backwards onto the bed behind him to look up at her."You god-damned-son-of-a-bitch!" she yelled at him. She stepped down off of the milk crate and took the two steps to the side of the bed to stand in front of him. "You asshole!!!!" she screamed at him (although it took every ounce of control she had not to immediately stagger and fall to the floor when the motion from the swinging weight between her breasts from the simple act of stepping down was pure torture to her tender breasts). She tried to ignore it and continued on.Chris moved slightly back away from her, moving onto the bed. His face showed a look of confusion. She glanced into the mirror beside the bed above the table and caught a glimpse of herself. Her hair was disheveled and askew. Her breasts were red and heaving, the nipples erect, and the chain between her nipples was gleaming in the lights from beside her bed. The black stockings were still somehow around her thighs. She looked incredibly sexy, and she knew it.She stepped up carefully onto the bed, balancing carefully on the heels as the mattress gave slightly beneath each booted foot, again ignoring the messages her nipples were sending to her brain, and stood above him, glowering down at him. He lay on the bed, reclining backwards, resting his upper body on his elbows as he looked up at her. There was uncertainty on his face, not quite sure what she was saying and meaning. She knew he was confused. His cock, however, had no such confusion - it was standing straight up in the air, pointing up at her.She stood with a booted foot on either side of him. She brought the toe of her right boot up and nudged his dick with the tip. "What is this, you piece of shit? You expect to fuck me after what you did to me this evening???"He looked down at her toe as it pressed against the tip of his dick. She was enjoying this, watching him afraid of her. But enough was enough, she thought to herself. She moved her foot away from his dick, and stepped beside his hip, placing her feet squarely on either side of his hips. Suddenly, she sat down, carefully grabbing his penis and impaling herself onto it, jamming it smoothly inside of her wet pussy. The sudden feeling of him penetrating deep into her was incredible. She leaned her head back and yelled at the ceiling in pleasure. She tilted her head back down and looked at him, and then leaned forward and kissed him hard on the lips. She dropped her arms to his chest and pushed upwards, lifting herself off of his penis only to let herself plunge back down, sinking him even deeper inside of her. She started moving on top of him, slowly and deliberately fucking him, lifting herself up and then back down onto him. He slowly recovered from his surprise and begin moving his hips to her rhythm, meeting her stroke for stroke. His hands grasped her waist and lifted her slightly before allowing her to thrust into her depths again.His hands came up then and grabbed either breast. She felt his fingers go to her left breast and grab the nipple clamp. He thumbed the release and she gasped as the blood rushed back into her swollen nipple. She stopped moving and stayed there, hung on his penis inside her as the feelings in her pussy rushed through her body and up to her breast. She felt like every sexual impulse in her entire body was linked somehow to the tip of her left nipple, screaming in agony and release as she felt feeling restored to the breast. He brought his head forward and kissed the breast, softly licking and caressing the nipple and aureole. He brought his hands over to her other breast, but to her surprise she reached up and stopped him. She grabbed his fingers and lifted them to her lips and kissed the,. "Leave it," she said to him. "I'm not sure I can... Uhhh... stand... it... if... you... Uhhhh ...release... that ..one... Uhhhh... too!" she gasped to him, the words coming quickly and breathlessly from her lips. The small fishing weight now hung entirely from her right breast, and each time she raised herself up off of Chris it pulled down on her nipple.She dropped her hands to either of his shoulders and pushed up, slowly lifting herself off him again. She settled into a rocking motion, lifting and dropping herself to a sensuous rhythm. He watched, amazement on his face as she fucked him back and forth. Every few seconds, she would slow down and then contract her vaginal muscles, giving his cock a friendly squeeze. She knew he loved this. She watched his face and could see that he was getting close.She stopped her movement and carefully brought first one heel up next to his hip, and then the other. She reached up above him and grabbed hold of the headboard with both hands. Flexing her thigh muscles and pulling on the headboard, she lifted off of his prick almost entirely and then slowly lowered herself back onto him. He knew what she was doing and used his hands to support her thighs and butt, and together they started the motion. This was their favorite position, as it was incredibly stimulating, and she knew that neither of them would last for too long doing this. Besides, she had forgotten about the nipple clip and its associated weight, and she almost screamed as it flopped back and forth as she lifted and lowered herself onto him.She locked eyes with him and then looked down to watch his penis disappear inside of her, and increased the up-and-down motion, This was too much for him, and after several up-and-down thrusts she heard him cry out as he exploded inside her. She could feel the liquid gushing inside as she rocked back and forth on his hard shaft. She lifted up off him one last time and then dropped quickly onto him, driving him deep inside, and she came as well. The strength in her legs gave out, and she felt him lifting her slightly up and down, continuing the thrusting sensations. Finally, he stopped, lifting her and she collapsed forward on top of him, her hair covering his face and neck.He looked up at her and said to her "Thunderbird". She collapsed in giggles on his chest. She could feel the small tears in her eyes as she looked up at him and smiled. "Payback is a bitch, you realize..."Chris looked up at her and smiled, and kissed her. ENDIf you liked the story, please drop me a line at: dolphin31p@hotmail.com

deception.txt

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PART 1Back in 1986 when I was 21 years old, I picked up a swinger magazine at an adult book store. After perusing the publication, my attention stopped with an ad that had a picture of a girl about 20 years old in under wear. The ad read "help me make my husbands fantasies come true. He wants to see me get gang banged by 4 or 5 guys. If interested call phone #####". At that time I worked on a commercial fishing boat out of St Augustine Florida. And I had two weeks off because the boat was in the yard for a refit. So I called the number. A woman's voice answered. I said I had read her ad and would be happy to help indulge her husband's fantasies. She said that would be good because she had set the date for the event for Friday night at 8 PM and I would be the fifth guy. She gave me directions to their home that was in secluded area of a National Forrest. When I arrived at their home it was night time with a full moon. The house was a large rustic hunting cabin. There were several Harley Davidson motorcycles and a couple of pickup trucks in the front yard. And two very mean dogs chained to the trees guarding the front door. When the dogs started barking the door opened and the voice said to the dogs to back off and for me to walk up. The dogs backed off and I walked up to the porch. When I walked in the cabin it was quit large inside but only one room. To my left was a large fire place with a fire burning and several dilapidated over stuffed chairs and sofas. There was a TV with a porn tape playing. The man that opened the door for me was about 45 years old and had eyes like Charles Manson. He was wearing a black leather vest and nothing else. His penis was soft uncut and about 5 inches long. When he closed the door I noticed he locked the door from the inside with a key and remove the key making it impossible for anyone to leave with out first getting the key from him. He said his name was Rattler. There were 3 other guys sitting around in the over stuffed chairs. He introduced the first guy as Rat. Rat was about 30 years old. He was wearing black Harley tee shirt and nothing else and was massaging a half erect 7 inch cock. Next was Snake, Snake was about 35 years old and was red headed, completed nude and built like a prize fighter with an 8 inch cock. Last was Chain Saw, he was about 40 years old. Chain Saw had a crazed look in his eyes. He was totally nude with his legs propped up on the arms of the recliner like a woman on an examination table ready to get a Pap smear. His cock was at least 12 inches long and as big round as a large cucumber. It was very unnatural looking. He also had a dildo up his ass. He was looking at me like I was a striper in a nude bar. This is when I began to think I may have had made a mistake going there. Next Rattler introduces to me a woman to my right. She was in the kitchen area. He said her name was Cat. Cat is who I spoke to on the phone, and she was the woman in the picture in the swinger's magazine that had brought me there. Only it was obvious the picture was at least 20 years old. And now she was about 50 pounds over weight. She had a black eye, a swollen lip and a bruised cheek. And it looked like it had been a week since she had had a shower. She had a tube top on over large saggy tits and a very tight pair of cut off shorts. She just looked at the ground when Rattler spoke. Since I had been driving about 2 hours I really needed to take a piss. Rattler pointed to a corner in the kitchen. It was a combination pantry, shower and toilet it did not afford much privacy but I really needed to go. When I finished pissing and turned around there was Cat. She was right in my face and she looked a little crazed. She put her hand on my shoulder and looked me right in the eyes and said, "Do what ever he says, don't piss him off." She seemed both frightened and very serious. I walked towards the front door and I told Rattler that I though I had made a mistake coming there, and I should go. He walked towards me slowly, reached out and grabbed my right tit through my tee shirt. His grip felt like a vice grip, He twisted my tit so hard I went to my knees with the pain. I put my hands up to fend off the attack. He looked down at me and said to put my hands down or he would cut it off. So I put my hands down, and then he said I could go when they were done with me and not before. While he continued to torture my tit he warned me to do what ever I was told or they would never find my body. I was young and did not know much. So it looked like I was in for a hard, painful learning experience.Next Rattler told me to strip right there. I was a little slow to comply so he punched me hard in the stomach. I fell to the floor in the fetal position. He kicked me in the ass and said to get my clothing off or he would cut off my nuts. So I striped while I was lying on the floor crying. Rattler sat in one of the recliners and smoked some pot. After a few minutes he told me to kneel in front of him and suck his dick. I had never done anything even remotely like that before. But by that time I knew if I did not do what I was told I would suffer severe consequences. As my face slowly move towards his cock I could smell the stench of body odor, piss, cum and pussy juice. As I paced his cock in my mouth his foreskin moved back and I could see an ugly smelly substance from under the foreskin. The sight of this almost gagged me, but I proceeded out of fear for what would happen if I did not do what I was told. That is when I felt someone touching my asshole. They were rubbing some kind of lubricant on and in it. Rattler grabbed my hair and shoved his cock deep down my throat. I had trouble breathing, I tried to fight off the attack with my hands but when I did someone grabbed me by my nuts and twisted hard. I heard Rattler say he would like the opportunity to castrate me if I put up anymore fight. So all I could do was endure the rape. When I gagged Rattler would lift up my head then he would just push it back down again. I heard Rattler tell Rat to go for it. That is when Rat shoved his dick up my ass with out any warning. It felt like I was being torn apart. It hurt so bad I tried to scream but Rattlers dick was down my throat. Rattler pulled my head up and told me I better not bight or I would regret it for the rest of my short life. This abuse went on for a long time. After a while I became accustom to having Rattlers cock in my mouth. But what really amazed me was I started to notice a sensation of pleasure coming from the ass fucking. You need to understand that at age 21 I had no knowledge of what pleasure the prostate can deliver. Thoughts went through my head like does enjoying this make me queer? When Cat noticed that I was getting a good sized erection. She said, "You guys must be doing something right because the boy has a hard dick." Cat started taking pictures with a Polaroid camera. She took mostly close ups of my face with a cock in my mouth. But she also was taking some of me getting butt fucked. Rattler told me to look like I was enjoying it. If he did not think I looked happy enough he would punch me in the head as I sucked his dick. Each time he said smile more. I thought to my self it's hard to smile with a cock in your mouth. Cat took at least 20 pictures.Rat kept slamming my ass harder and harder. All of a sudden I felt him stiffen up and I could feel him shoot his load up my ass. He held it there till his cock went soft. About this time Rattler pulled my face up from his half hard cock and said you better get me off next time or I would regret it, and he shoved me over and he got up.I heard him say OK Snake it's you and Chain Saws turn. Snake took Rattlers place in the chair. He grabbed my hair and pulled my face to his 8 inch cock. It was much bigger then Rattlers cock. Snake said "I want you to swallow the whole thing". So I started to go down on his long dick. It was not bad at first but Snake kept pushing harder on the back of my head forcing me to swallow more and more. I heard Chain Saw say you know why they call me Chain Saw? It's because you are going to think I am fucking you with a chain saw as he laughed a demented laughed. Then I felt Chain Saw putting lubricant on my already swollen and sore ass hole. All I could think was I will never be able to take Chan Saws whole cock up my ass. I felt some pressure against my ass then Chain Saw let out a loud scream and brutally shoved his cock in all at once. My body arched, I heard a howl like an animal in pain the sound could not be coming from me, but it was. My body convulsed, Chain Saw laughed, I cried out in pain, Chain Saw laughed more. I could tell the more he hurt me the more he liked it. He savagely and sadistically shoved his huge cock in and out of my ass. Each penetration felt like a base ball bat pounding the in side of my guts. Each withdrawal felt like a huge vacuum was sucking my insides out. Chain Saw fucked me like he was a bull rider. The more he hurt me and the more I bucked the more he liked it. This went on for a long time. Snake got back in the act pushing my head back down on his cock. After a while Snake shot his wad in my mouth, and there was so much cum it came out of my nose. I will never forget the sensation of having cum filling my sinuses. He said I was to swallow his whole load and I did. Chain Saw kept fucking my ass for a long time. It continued to hurt but it did not hurt as much as at first. I kept trying to enjoy the feeling of a dick in my ass like with Rat's dick. But there was just too much pain and soreness. When Chan Saw orgasmed he stiffened and grabbed my hips so hard he left bruises on my skin. I thought this is what it is like to be a woman. He shot his load up my ass then he just got up and went back to the porn move like nothing ever happened.I rolled over and sat on the floor unable to move because my whole body ached. After a short time I realized I was sitting in a puddle of blood, cum and ass slime. When I got up there was a lot of blood running down my legs. I asked Cat if I could use the shower. She just pointed to the same area where the toilet was. There was no hot water but having the cold water run over my abused ass hole felt good. I felt my ass hole with my hand and it felt like my insides were coming out. I panicked and tried to push it back in. There was also a lot of blood running down the shower drain.Next I heard Rattler bellow, "Boy get you fucking ass out here we're not done with you yet!" I thought what more could they do to me now. When I came out from the shower Rattler said now it's Cat's turn get on the bed. So I got onto one of three old mattresses that were on the floor. I laid on my back and Cat straddled my face like she was going to go 69 with me. As her huge ugly cunt lowered on my face it smelled like barn yard it was not nice at all. She pushed her cunt into my face and told me to suck her clit. At least this was not unfamiliar territory for me because I had eaten pussy 2 times before this. So I started sucking her clit. As I did that, I looked at her large and inflamed ass hole and I could see she had been fucked in the ass a lot too. Cat was obviously enjoying herself. The pussy juice was hot and running down my face. When she started to orgasm a torrent of cunt juice came out of her cunt it filled my nose and ran in my eyes. That is when Snake got behind her and started fucking her doge style. His nuts were slapping me on the nose, eyes and forehead. When he came, the cum ran out of Cat's snatch and down on my face. When Snake pulled out he told me to suck her cunt clean. As I ate his cum from her pussy I realized I was enjoying this game a little too much. This whole series of rapes repeated its self several time's that night, until we all fell asleep. The next morning when I awoke Rattler showed me the pictures taken of me the night before. They were all of me; they did not show anyone else's face. He told me that if I told anyone about last night. The pictures would be in the news paper the next day. As I was getting ready to go out the door he said he expected me to be back next Friday night or the pictures would hit the streets and everyone would know I was queer.As I was driving home I noticed my ass hole was leaking shit. I had lost control of my ass hole from the hours of abuse. I spent the next week very emotionally distressed. I did not want to be queer. But I did like the ass fucking. I was scared of Rattler and the others but it was such a sexual rush, I just did not know what to do. But to make a long story short I went back the next Friday night like I was told. And it just kept getting better or possibly I should say it just kept getting worse. If enough people would like to here the rest of the story I will tell it. Continued in part 2...~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 55

kathyshobby.txt

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Kathy had a hobby.She had discovered a marvelous potion in an old book.A medicine to shrink men.To make them as small as she wanted.And she liked them very small.Kathy placed a couple of drops of superglue on the edge of the bathtub, then she pressed the naked body of the tiny man against the drops with her fingers, and held him for a few seconds, till he was stuck. She had trapped and shrunk him earlier in the day.He was only two inches tall.She didn't know who he was.She didn't give a fuck.He was here to satisfy her gigantic lust and her desire to wield power over a helpless miniature man. She did not expect him to survive the experience. She did not want him to. That was part of the rush.After a moment Kathy stood up, satisfied with the setting.Her tiny victim screamed and writhed most delightfully and she closed her eyes and reveled for a moment in that shivery chill, that wonderful sense of wickedness, that lusty sensation in her gut. That slow profound realization that she had a puny lilliputian at her untender mercy, and her growing desire to play with him.Stepping back so her little playmate could see her better and opening her robe, Kathy revealed herself to her little man. Looking down disdainfully over the awesome rondure of her mountainous breasts. Cupping their warm flesh in her hands, as though measuring their weight against the fragile body of her two inch tall victim. Her blue eyes told him he didn't stand a chance. When she reached down between her thighs, her hand came away drenched with her fragrant juices.She was ready.Very ready.She was horny.It was time for the execution.Kathy lifted her left leg and stepped into the tub, positioning her mighty crotch over her tiny man. His screams increased and she smiled with pleasure, and then squatted down a little. She peeled herself open for him, exposed to him her fantastic cunt in all its awful glory. To show him how easily she could engulf him she plunged two fingers into herself and lolled them about, moaning huskily. Slowly pulling them out, she lightly dabbed him with her cream, then lifted her fingers to her mouth and savored her own cum.By now her tiny toy's screams had crested, filled with pleadings for mercy. Pouting her lips Kathy shook head slowly, and then smiled wickedly. Hands braced on the tub she lowered her ass down, using his terrified shrieks as a guide.Down...Down...Down... touch... silence.Looking between her legs, Kathy observed that her vulva entirely covered her little man. She lifted a little, and his screams resumed. So she sat back down again. Up. Scream. Down. Silence. She kissed his entire body with her hot moist nether lips. Up again, and his screams were weaker, filled with choking, and Kathy noted with amusement that his tiny body was completely covered with her love juices.She watched more closely as she sat back down, to smother him again under her hairy monster and saw with delight that he was trying to ward her vulva off with her puny arms. Laughing at his insignificant efforts she pressed down slowly. No gentle love kiss this time, Kathy pressed down until her labia splayed on the porcelain of the tub. Then she rose up again. He struggled in vain to free himself, struggled to get air, wailing for mercy.Kathy didn't care.She pressed down upon him again, rubbing her clit over his body, using him to masturbate herself like a tiny finger. Her juices flowed over him, lathering him, drowning him. His cries grew weaker as Kathy lost her restraint and began to rub harder and harder. Her hands gripped her heavy breasts, she pinched and pulled at her nipples, shook her head from side to side. She began to moan, experiencing her giant lust, her giant power in every pore of her body. She pussy whipped her little victim, began to anticipate the nearing proof of her female power.Welling up in her loins.She could feel her orgasm coming.The little man wasn't screaming anymore.With a liquid crunch, Kathy crushed the little man under her cunt. The sudden warm rush of gore lubricated the tub and her vulva, instantly heightening the sensations. Throwing her head back, Kathy screamed out her orgasm, while she roughly smeared the remains of her little sex toy over the tub rim, ripping it free of the glue. Reaching between her legs she found his burst, limp little body with her fingers, and cruelly ground it into her clitoris. Squeezing him till he squished and came apart in her fingers.She loved it.Her body sang with power.She lolled him about the mouth of her vagina while she settled down from her orgasm. Raising her hand she examined the result of her lust. His body was a squashed and ruined piece of meat. Kathy dropped it into the tub and placing her lovely barefoot on it crushed if further and ground it into paste. Then stepping fully into the tub she squatted down. After a moment she grunted and a powerful jet of golden piss crashed into the mess, washed the tub clean, floated the crushed remains of her unfortunate little lover down the drain.Kathy smiled.And drew the shower curtain.She wanted to clean off some, before doing it again...END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inany way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out anyof the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 78

sweeterthancandy.txt

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Author Note: This story is pure fiction. Le me know if you liked my story.***I sure am reminded me of the times our petty little daughter Candy slept with us growing up. We all were used to sleeping nude anyway. She really liked to get into out huge tub and take bubble baths. We would all soap each other up and then she liked for me to rub lotion all over her naked body when we got out. She wanted to do that to me but I had to stop her because I knew that I would have sprung an instant erection if I let her. Sometimes she would join us in our bed because she wanted to sleep with us. She always liked to be in the middle. By the time she reached puberty we told her that she would have to sleep in her own bed now. That made her sad. Telling her that sometimes we wanted to make love and be intimate and that it was not for a girl's eyes. That prompted her to tell us that she had already watched us through what we thought were closed eyes as she pretended to be asleep when she was smaller. I'd also noticed that she would touch herself and become very wet when she thought we were asleep. We did try not to wake her but when my wife wanted me. My wife would crawl over to my side or I would crawl over to her side of the bed and we would have the best oral sex with each other before going all the way while watching Candy's naked body just inches away.Our daughter was a sound sleeper or so we thought. It was a real turn on for both of us to make love with the covers completely off of the bed while our daughter Candy was laying there naked next to us. It was my wife that whispered to me to touch her puffy nipples that had begun to grow and also to lightly touch her slit and little pink clit. She always got very wet so we thought that she must have been dreaming a pleasurable dream. We both would take turn licking and kissing her nipples too. We always quit before she woke up. My wife got down between her legs and would lightly lick her hairless pussy and tease her clit as Candy spread her own legs while enjoying her dream. She asked me to do the same to Candy but to quit when we thought that she might wake up. She has seen me with an erection many times because I usually woke up that way. One morning I woke up to find her leg over my hip and her hand wrapped around my penis. She was moving it up and down enjoying the feel but trying not to wake me up. I pretended not to let her know that I was fully awake. She was sliding the wet head of my penis back and forth up and down her pussy lips. It would have been so easy for me to push it into her which is what she wanted anyway. I turn over reluctantly and pretended to wake up. Candy then turned over and pretended to be asleep but I knew better because she had a big smile on her pretty face. She was about ten or eleven and just starting to develop her breasts. She had grown some tiny blond peach fuzz on her pretty little pussy. Her Mom and I decided to explain that what we did in private must remain that way or we could be in real trouble and the courts would take her away from us and we would certainly have to go to prison. She said that she was ok with keeping it our secret. My wife showed her how to perform oral sex on her and also on me. To be continued?*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 73

jimswife.txt

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Jim traveled a lot. Karen would have liked him home more often, but she never nagged the way some wives did. He was a good husband and a good father; she just wanted him home more often. Jim didn't mind traveling as part of his job. The travel was rather exciting even if staying in hotel rooms often got boring. Some of his friends would go out for drinks and chase women, but that was not what he wanted to do. He loved Karen and did not want other women.Karen missed having him home more than ever now that they had a baby. She thought he was always gone at the wrong time when she wanted him to see something or hear something about the baby. The phone calls every night helped, at least she could share what had happened during the day. She also missed having him home when she needed to be loved. Jim encouraged her to masturbate, but it just wasn't the same. He even said that she could go out with the girls. After the past few weeks the thought of going out and meeting some one was tempting. She had enjoyed the adventure with Bob, but Jim had been near by. She didn't want to try it alone, and besides she was married and those adventures were an exception.Jim knew that house chores backed up now that he was gone and Karen was working overtime between teaching and taking care of the new baby. That's why he thought that having somebody helps out around the house would be a good idea. Even mowing the grass would help. He had called the number in the local paper in response to the ad: Teenage boy willing to work in your home. Painting, mowing, or any general work. Call 631-0300 ask for David.The boy had sounded very nice and friendly and willing to do just about anything. Jim had hired him to cut the grass on Wednesday afternoon. If that went well he had asked Karen to make additional arrangements for other work around the house; he had a long list of things that needed to be done. After calling the teenager, he told Karen what he had done. She was a little surprised, but pleased that someone would be getting the house chores done.Jim flew to Columbus Wednesday morning at 6:00 a.m. Karen went to work as usual. After school she picked up her baby and headed home. The weather was hot for a September afternoon in Chicago. There was no lake wind to cool the 85-degree air. She quickly changed into a pair of snug fitting army green shorts and a stretchy nylon top that flattered her small breasts and clearly showed the lacey pattern of her bra. She was pleased with the effect that her nipples had on the stretchy fabric and regretted that Jim was not home to appreciate it. She thought about turning on the air conditioning but elected to open the windows instead. She settled down at the dining room table to prepare tomorrow's lesson.The doorbell caught her off guard. She hadn't been expecting anyone. She took a quick look in the mirror and went to open the door. A young boy stood there with a pleasant smile and an out stretched hand. "Hi, I'm David. Your husband hired me to cut the grass." "Oh, that's right. He told me you were coming. The lawnmower is in the garage. There should be plenty of gas." She stared at the good-looking boy. He was about 5'8' with short brown hair. He was wearing baggy shorts and a school T-shirt. He reminded her of someone that she knew. "Thanks, ma'am." He walked towards the garage and she watched his confident boyish gait. As he bent to start the mower he took his shirt off. His chest was not overly developed but had a young muscular shape that most girls liked. Karen's eyes dropped to his shoes. They must be at least a size 12. She grinned and thought, "I wonder if that saying is true about shoe size and a guy's thing?" As he started the mower she returned to her work?"She finished up her class plan for the next day and decided to take a quick shower while the baby was taking a nap. The days were long without Jim home. As she showered she thought about having to spend the evening alone again and felt sorry for herself. The shower helped and she felt a little better as she dried off. At first she heard only a voice and didn't recognize who or what it was. Then she realized it was David. He must have finished the lawn. She hurriedly grabbed her short bathrobe and ran down the steps to see what David was saying. "I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you from the bathroom.""I was just letting you know that I was done and that my Dad was picking me up at 6:30. Can I wait here for him?" Karen looked at her watch and said that he could wait the half-hour, until his Dad got there."Do you have any other work to be done?" he asked in a way that implied he would do anything and was quite capable as well. "Your husband said that there were several things that needed to be done." Karen did have a long list of small projects that Jim had been putting off, and he was the one that suggested hiring David."Yes I do have a few things that need to be done. Would you be willing to clean out the garage on Saturday? It should take three or four hours.""That would be great. I can be here by one or one thirty."Karen was not dressed for company, but she felt obligated to at least offer him a drink while he was waiting for his ride. He agreed to a soda. She brought two drinks back to the living room and offered him a seat while he waited. She was torn between leaving him alone or going back upstairs to dress. She thought for a second and then decided it would look silly to go change now. After all he had seen her in her robe and nothing was showing. She sat down across from him and started a conversation about school and what he liked to do. He told her that he was looking forward to getting his license next year so he could have the car on the weekends and wouldn't have to rely on other people to drive him. When asked, he also told her he didn't have a regular girlfriend. Karen kidded him about being such a good-looking man, and that he should have no trouble getting a girlfriend. He blushed at that and then was silent for a long time. Karen looked down at her lap and realized that the short robe had parted a little and David had a direct view of a major portion of her left leg all the way to the top. She didn't want to overly react; maybe he hadn't seen anything. She really should have put on panties at least before coming downstairs, but she was covered and nothing really was showing. When he looked away, she tugged at the bottom of the robe. Unfortunately that covered her thigh, but parted the robe in the middle. As David looked back, his eyes widened and his mouth opened. Oh my God, she thought. He can see my pussy. At first she tried to close her legs so that her pussy was hidden, but tried to do it discretely. Apparently David could still see something because he continued to stare. She looked back at David and then noticed the subtle change. His face was a little red and his nostrils were flared. She looked lower and noticed another change; his baggy shorts were starting to tent. Not just a little, a lot. She should have gotten up and left the room. Instead she turned her legs towards David and slowly and sensuously uncrossed her tanned legs. David pretended to answer the questions that Karen kept asking, but his eyes were riveted to the dark bushy patch that was peeking out below the short robe. Karen suddenly felt ashamed. He was only a boy, not even sixteen. She pulled her robe together just as the horn sounded."Thanks, ma'am. I'm looking forward to seeing you Saturday." He looked back and smiled as he opened the door.Karen sat back down and did what her body demanded. It was wrong, but her fingers reached for the bushy patch of hair between her legs. He was only a boy and she shouldn't be thinking like this. If Jim were home this wouldn't have happened. Her fingers parted the hair and found a very wet and very eager opening. She closed her eyes and her fingers moved on their own. Her body tensed as her fingers pressed deeper, then she came.***The next two days passed quickly. With Jim being gone for most of the week, she had time to catch up on some personal things. She missed Jim a lot and often was angry at him as the chores around the house backed up, but there was something peaceful about having the evenings to herself and her baby. She enjoyed playing with the baby or pampering herself without having to worry about ignoring Jim. He had called the other night and said that he might be home earlier than he thought. He was trying to get a plane home Saturday afternoon. She would be ready for him. She was always ready for him when he was gone for a few days. Maybe she would surprise him and wear something sexy when he came home. He always liked her to dress a little slutty for him, and they would be staying home so nobody would actually see her. Maybe she could wear the Aruba dress with nothing underneath. She would have to shower early, because she didn't know what time he was coming home on Saturday. She liked thinking about that she liked the tingle that started between her legs. Yes, she thought, I will surprise him.On Saturday she had made arrangements for childcare. Jim would want to see his whole family but she selfishly wanted to spend time with him first. After the baby was born they just didn't seem to have enough time to fuck. She enjoyed it when they actually got around to it, but finding time was very difficult. Either Jim was gone, or they had to go somewhere, or she was just too tired. She wanted Saturday for loving and fucking. She slipped on a pair of shorts and took care of the baby sitting arrangements. As she drove back home she opened the car windows and cranked up the radio. It was a beautiful day and she felt twenty-one again. The guy in the red mustang even honked his horn at her as they sped away from the intersection.She was feeling really good as she headed upstairs to the bedroom. She had the house to herself for awhile, no kid, no husband. She stripped off her clothes and stared at herself in the mirror, not bad for a married woman and a mother. Her breasts were slightly larger than before the baby with large prominent nipples. Jim loved to suck on them and so did she. She put both hands over her stomach and turned sideways as she looked in the mirror. She wished she could tone up her stomach, but the rest looked pretty good. Feeling exceptionally sexy and since it was only noon and Jim wouldn't be there for a little while, she went downstairs without getting dressed. She felt sexy and was a little sorry that no one was there to see her. The windows were up, but she knew no one could see in. She got a drink and ate part of a sandwich as she sat at the table and leafed through a magazine. The cold chair felt funny against her bare skin in a sensual way. She was feeling very good about herself.The doorbell rang. "Damn, who could that be on Saturday?" Then she remembered that David was coming over to clean the garage and do a few other jobs around the house. She didn't want to run upstairs to get dressed, so she went to the door and opened it just enough to see David. "Hi, David. You can start in the garage first. The door is unlocked."He stood still, looking at her face as she talked to him. He had thought about her all week and he was hoping to see more of her to day, a lot more. He didn't understand why she only opened the door a crack. Maybe she was wearing something old and didn't want hem to see her dressed like that. He hadn't told anybody about the other day, but for the last two days he had masturbated to the thought of looking at her and her dark hairy pussy. "Ma'am, it's hot out and I wanted to get some sun. Do you mind if I strip down to my swimming suit?""No, that's fine. Nobody's home now." She was curious enough to wonder what he would look like stripped down completely. He was kind of cute for a young boy and the thought of his tenting shorts the other day made him even cuter. She felt safe thinking this since Jim would soon be home. She didn't hear what David was saying at first; her mind was wandering through sexy daydreams of large cocks and good looking men."Could I have a drink of water before I start?""Yes, I'll get you one," she said as she closed the door. She pushed it all the way closed but left it unlatched. Whether it was the wind or David pushing against the outside, it slowly started to swing open as Karen walked away. She was unaware of the door opening, but David suddenly became very aware of her. She was naked. He had never seen a naked woman. At first he thought of shutting the door before she came back, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. He wanted to see her. He wanted to see all of her. He heard her in the other room filling the water glass. Maybe he should leave before she walked back in. His cock did his thinking for him all 8 inches were pointing straight at the kitchen door. He waited to see the lovely lady that had hired him to work in her garage.Karen filled two water glasses and added a few ice cubes to each. She felt totally wicked being naked with a 15-year old boy waiting behind the front door. She knew he found her pretty. He stared at her last Wednesday when he was visiting. Then, there was that part about the short robe. She knew he had seen her pussy. She thought that was okay; she was a teacher after all. She was just educating another student. She had felt pretty when he looked at her. Maybe she would also tease him today before Jim got home. She hurried back to the front door with these lusty thoughts in her mind.David saw her coming through the doorway with a glass in each hand. She didn't notice the open door nor did she see that he was looking at her. She was beautiful, he thought. Her breasts were smaller than his mothers were, but the nipples were larger. He had seen enough naked women in magazines to know that this was much better than looking at women in magazines. As his eyes dropped to her furry pussy his cock reached full arousal. It was then, about six steps into the room, that Karen realized that the door had swung open, and that a very innocent, good looking fifteen year old was getting a great look at her naked body. She was halfway between the two doors. Too late to go back into the kitchen and not close enough to hide behind the front door. Her hands were full; she couldn't even hide her nakedness. In those few seconds she made a decision. He had already seen her; it would be silly to hide. Instead of turning around and running back into the kitchen, she decided to give him a little bit of a show. She took the remaining six steps, and said, "Here's your water, David."David did not know where to look. His eyes looked straight ahead and down a little, centering on her breast and those wonderful nipples. He stretched out his hand and took the glass of water. He looked into her eyes and saw a reflection of his own curiosity."Do you think I'm pretty?" She wasn't sure why she asked. In fact, she shouldn't even be standing there. She was corrupting a minor, or something like that. She put her free hand against the door and struck a pose."You are the prettiest woman I have ever seen." His tenting pants seemed to verify that enthusiastic response. "Have you ever seen a woman undressed.""No ma'am." He blushed and lowered his gaze, but not so low that he couldn't see her any more. He wanted this moment to go on forever. It was the best moment of his life. He wanted to touch her or at least masturbate while he looked at her body. This was better than last night when he came while trying to imagine what she looked like naked."You'd better go clean the garage now. You can leave your shirt and shorts in here." He wasted no time stripping out of his shirt; he walked over and hung it on the back or the chair. Karen took that moment to close the front. However she thought that she might leave it open so that passers-by could see her nakedness. She had never enjoyed being naked, and especially not after the baby. Now she wanted people to look. It was like last week at Journey's End. She tried to think about other things, but her thoughts were focused on her nakedness and her desire to see David naked. As he lowered his shorts, Karen watched. Soon the dark blue Speedo's was all he was wearing. He turned away from her, embarrassed by the large bulge in the front of his swimsuit. Karen had already seen the bulge and mentally compared to the few she had actually see. It was certainly bigger than Jim's was. It may have been as large as Greg's. She shivered in anticipation. He turned to face her and reluctantly said, "I guess I'll go clean the garage now." He didn't move. Some how he hoped that she would say something. He just wanted to stand there and look at her naked body. Karen walked back to the table and set her glass down. "David, it's really hot in the garage. Maybe I can find a job inside. Would you like that?" "Yes, ma'am it is really hot today. I will do what ever you want.""I need some one to buff the hardwood floors. Can you do that? It would be cooler in here and you already look over heated." The truth is, she wanted him to stay inside. She liked him looking at her and she was beginning to enjoy being naked. "Let me get the buffer for you." She wiggled her bottom as she walked away. When she returned she showed him how to turn it on and how the pads fit on. "Those Speedo's seem very uncomfortable, and there's no one home. Would you be more comfortable with them off?" He nodded his head, hooked his thumbs under the waistband and took a deep breath. Karen was so anxious that she almost reached over to help him. "You're shy. Would you like me to go in the other room?""No, ma'am. I would like you to stay." He bent down and just like that they were off. Both Karen and David looked at the Speedo's on the floor and then they both looked at where they had been. Karen was speechless; it was huge and very erect. It was bigger than anybody's she had seen. Greg may have been larger, but she had been drinking and couldn't be certain. She was the one staring now. "I'll start now, ma'am.""You can call me Karen."Karen was trying to decide whether to get dressed or stay and watch David, or more specifically let David watch her. She felt safe being naked in her own house even with the teenager there. Jim would be home later on this afternoon and he would take care of her sexual needs. She took her glass into the kitchen and came back out to find David having trouble attaching the pads to the buffer."Would you like some help?" She didn't wait for an answer as she walked over and bent down to look at the pads. As she knelt to get better leverage her legs spread open and she felt the cool air blow against her spread cunt lips. She looked up at David. He was staring at her cunt and his cock was now perpendicular to his body, stretching to seven or more inches. As she knelt there in front of David she was within a few inches of the tip of his cock. Jim had a nice cock it was just the right size for easy fucking and had a very respectable width that filled her completely. This, however, was a cock to be marveled at. It wasn't a boy's cock; it was a man's cock on a boy's body. Her hand went up and lightly touched the underside of it, as if she were weighing it. She then slowly closed her fist around it. Her fingers couldn't meet; it was too big around. She heard him groan and felt his cock jerk in her hand. Her hand covered only a small portion of the total length, well less than half. She started to gently stroke him as she stared at the swollen circumcised head.The tingle in her groin now controlled her actions. Her left hand went to her pussy as her right hand stroked the growing cock. She was within a foot of the head. Then she leaned forward until her lips were barely brushing it. She stuck out her tongue and licked. David held his breath. This was better than anything he could ever imagine. He was getting a blowjob from the prettiest woman he had ever seen. She was taking his cock in her mouth; she had half of it in her mouth now and was sucking on it. He had never felt anything so wonderful in his life. Her mouth was warm and moist, her teeth barely brushing the skin. Her tongue was licking the underside while she was sucking him deeper into her throat. She took her hand away and swallowed more of him. He started fucking her mouth. He had never fucked anything beside his hand, but his body knew exactly what to do.Karen swallowed more of his cock; the curly pubic hair was tickling her nose. She wanted to show him that she could swallow the whole thing. She pushed deeper, but started to choke. He reached down and held her head as he shoved more of his cock down her throat. She felt the first spasm as he held her head still for a moment. She leaned backward and his cock flopped out of her mouth. She grabbed it with her hand again and helped him jerk off. The second spasm caused a thick stream of cum to spurt across her chin. His orgasm was intense and the second glob landed on her breast. She pulled his cock towards her and rubbed it across her other breast. She had not cum, but pulled her hand from her pussy and rubbed the cum across her chest and on down to her tummy."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make such a mess. You were wonderful. I never felt anything so wonderful in my life. You're not mad at me are you?""No, I am not mad at you. Men are supposed to cum like that. You have a very nice body. Now I had better go clean up. Maybe you can help ME later."With that she got up and headed to the bathroom, leaving behind a very satisfied boy with a man-sized cock. She heard the buffer start; he must have fixed the pad. She washed off her cunt with a washcloth and dried it with a fluffy towel. Her mind drifted back to what happened today. She knew she should feel guilty for almost having sex with a fifteen-year-old, but she didn't. She felt good about her body for the first time since the baby was born. She looked in the mirror as she dried her pussy and tried to see her as David had seen her. She was sexy, she thought. She liked the way her nipples stood out when she was excited. Karen turned side ways, with palms flat against her tummy holding it in. "Yes, I look very good. I'm not ashamed to say I like sex."She crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed. She didn't know if she could wait until Jim came home. She had big plans for him and his cock. As she made mental plans for the evening her right moved to cove the thick patch of hair over her pussy. "Maybe I'll make him stay home tonight and spend time with me. He likes it when I feel sexy. Like last weekend when I went out without him." Her fingers parted the hair and found the widening slit. They found no problem sliding into her wet opening. She fell back across the bed, legs spread obscenely wide and started to fuck her cunt with two fingers. She bent her right knee and placed her foot on the bed while the other foot remained on the floor. Spread wide like that she could get better penetration. Her right hand rubbed, then alternated between squeezing and pulling the dark brown nipples. Where was Jim when she needed him? It wouldn't take long, not today. She needed to cum and then she would get cleaned up for Jim's homecoming.She tried to concentrate on Jim's cock. Her own fingers plunging into her cuntal open in the same way that Jim liked to fuck her. "Faster, do it faster." She couldn't focus on Jim; his face kept disappearing as she tried to picture him fucking her. A new face appeared above, it was David who was fucking her. She felt the cock go deeper as her fingers went deeper. David's cock was bigger than Jim's. She raised her hips off the bed to get deeper thrusts. She needed it deeper. She wanted to cum. She needed to cum.Karen closed her eyes and imagined it was David's eight inches pushing into her. A little more and she would cum, just a little deeper. "Shove it in. David fuck me. Give me all of it. I want to cum." She had noticed when the buffer stopped running and with her eyes shut she had not seen David standing in the doorway watching her masturbate. David grasped his hardened pole and slowly jacked off as he watched the beautiful woman on the bed with her legs spread wide apart. He had never seen a woman rub herself. It was a day of wonderful surprises. He was afraid to come closer. He was afraid she would stop. He didn't want her to stop. He wanted to cum with her. His hand moved faster in rhythm with her hand."David shove all of it in. Fuck me." Karen was ready to cum. With her eyes shut she imagined that monstrous cock filling her cunt completely. "Faster. Please faster." That's when David took the five steps necessary to align his cock with her Karen's cunt. She felt it push against her fingers and she opened her eyes. "No David, don't." Here hand moved aside and the swollen head of cock met no resistance as it started to penetrate he wet opening. "David, you can't. I'm married." Neither David nor his cock heard her cries. Another inch slid in to her stretched cunt. "David, I can't let you do this. You're a minor. It's wrong." As the next inch slid in she reached out her hands and wrapped them around his back. She pulled forward as her legs spread even wider. He was almost all the way in. "David fuck me! Fuck me hard!" The last two inches slid in and struck bottom. Karen had never been so full. She could not believe that he was so hard after just cumming downstairs. She praised the stamina of youth; after all she was a teacher and should praise good students. It was exactly on the fifth stroke that he came. Her moist pussy surrounding his cock was more than he could stand. As the fifth stroke made its deepest penetration, he came. He made no sound. Karen, at the same time the first spurt filled her cunt, came also. She had pulled her legs up against her chest just before her orgasm started. It was intense. She closed her eyes and almost passed out from the intensity of the pleasure. She had never been fucked so deeply. She opened her eyes as her body began to calm down. She looked up and saw a very sheepish look on David's face. She pulled him towards her lips and gently kissed him. "Would you like to lie down with me?""Yes, ma'am - I mean Karen.""You're very good. With practice you will make some lucky girl very happy." She stretched out flat on the bed as he positioned himself next to her on his elbow. He didn't want to stop looking at her. She lay there very contented and very satisfied. "You know, it is supposed to last longer, but it's sometimes fun to cum quickly.""Can we do it again?" Even after that intense orgasm, his large cock was beginning to stir. The movement was not lost on Karen. She was satisfied but not necessarily through for the afternoon. She shut her eyes as he softly touched her breasts. She thought about covering her tummy, but didn't want to take any pleasure away from David or herself."Maybe. Let me rest for a few minutes." She shut her eyes and as David continued to touch her body in all those wonderful places, she fell asleep. David could not sleep. There was too much to think about. He softly rubbed her breasts and tummy. He leaned over closer to her face and breathed in the fragrance of her hair. He had been masturbating for three years, but nothing he had ever done was comparable to this. He watched her sleep, his cock extended and laying on her upper leg.***Jim had had an uneventful flight home. Short flights were never his favorite, because just as he relaxed the plane was descending. He could have had Karen pick him up at O'Hare, but on Wednesday, with her working, it just seemed easier to park in extended parking. He was glad to be home: he hated traveling on the weekend. As he drove home his mind was on making love to Karen. She had amazed him over the past month. The deal with Bob and the other two was beyond anything he could have ever imagined. Yes, she was full of surprises. The prim schoolteacher of grade school children and the mother of one young infant had gone out and had sex in public. He remembered how she had met him at the door, naked and well fucked. It blew his mind, especially after the long hiatus from sex when she had the baby. He had always thought her to be sexy and very pretty, but she had never wanted to share his fantasies or try anything new. He liked her to wear short skirts or let other men look at her. Aruba had been fun. She had great tits.As Jim took the Deerfield exit he realized that his cock had gotten rock hard. Karen was amazing, and this was the effect she had on him. He sped up a little to get home faster. He was hoping she would be ready for him. As Jim opened the door he saw the buffer and immediately felt guilty. He had promised Karen that he would wax and buff the floors last weekend. He would do it this weekend, as soon as he took care of some very urgent personal business. He listened for sounds in the house as he sat down his suitcase. The house was silent, not a noise to be heard. He headed for the bedroom to take his suit off and to look for Karen. Perhaps after the past few weeks he should have been prepared for what he saw as he entered the bedroom. He was not expecting to find Karen naked. He certainly wasn't prepared to see someone else naked beside her, especially not a young boy. There was a momentary flash of anger, then confusion. He didn't say anything; he just stared at his naked wife and the large teenage cock resting on her thigh. He could tell that she had been fucked, presumably by the boy next to her. Her pussy hair was matted and her pussy lips were spread open. The boy had not heard Jim enter, but when he finally noticed him, he bolted upright with a terrified look on his face. His sudden movement awakened Karen. As he looked into her eyes, there was a very uncomfortable pause. He had always encouraged her to do something like this He liked thinking that she was sexy and that other men enjoyed looking at her, but now he was confronted with the reality of his wife being fucked by someone else without his knowledge. Fantasy was one thing, but seeing his wife spread out the bed next to someone who had just stretched her cunt with an eight-inch cock was something else. Karen was afraid. She was afraid of what Jim would do, now that she had actually let somebody make love to her. She loved him; she wanted to stay with him forever. She knew she wanted Jim, but she also knew she liked being fucked by someone with a larger cock. Their marriage had reached a crossroad; there was no turning back now that he had seen her in bed with David. How would Jim accept her desire to fuck other men? As she stared into his eyes, she said, "I love you." She paused to see his reaction and then whispered just loud enough to be heard, "Come here."Jim was trying to handle the conflicting emotions, the anger at being cuckolded, the feeling of incompetence when he saw David's eight-inch cock, and the desire to immediately make love to his very desirable wife. His jaws were clinched as we walked towards Karen. His fists were clinched in anger; he wanted to hit something. Karen reached out as he approached her, pulling him to her so she could lower his zipper. The open fly allowed his rigid cock to spring forward. Karen unbuckled his pants and pulled them and his shorts down. Then with out hesitation she swallowed his entire cock, as her left hand encircled David's larger one.His anger flowed from his body as if she were sucking any contradicting ideas from him. He felt the back of her throat as he pushed forward; He started to thrust deeply, fucking her mouth and her throat with his hard rod. Karen did not choke or gag this time. She had had larger and now enjoyed the comfortable length of her husband's cock as it pistoned into her. Her left hand started to stroke David's enlarged tool. His youthful cock was at full length immediately. Jim watched her hand as she sucked him. That was all it took. He came. Not just a little, he came in gallons as if he had saved it up for all their married life. Karen did choke on the heavy flow of sperm. She swallowed some but most of it escaped her mouth and ran down her chin. She licked as much as she could as she looked up at him. "You taste wonderful, I love your cock."He finally spoke, "I love you, too." Then he looked at the teenage boy lying next to her and asked, "Who is this?""This is David. You hired him to help out around the house while you were gone. He brought his own tools." She grinned and lifted his cock for Jim to see. "He's been doing a wonderful job. I have been very pleased with his work."Jim moved to the corner of the room and sat down. "May I watch. I think I would like that." He watched her turn on her side to face David. "You did plan on fucking him again, didn't you?""Yes I did. I would like you to watch. David, would you like to fuck me again? Maybe a little slower so it lasts longer this time. Jim would like to watch us." She lifted her right leg over his hip and placed the tip of his eager cock at the entrance to her cunt. "Put it in, please. A little at a time and move slowly. Girls like that when they are fucking."David looked at her and then at Jim. They may be crazy, but her certainly wanted to fuck her again. "Is this better, ma'am?" he asked. He was just barely inside her and was gently thrusting. The width of his cock rubbed the vaginal lips and caught the underside of his circumcised cock head."Yes, David, you're doing just fine. Rub my nipples, girls like that when they are being fucked." She put left hand on her breast and helped him squeeze tightly. He liked the hardened nipple pressing into his palm. He put the right nipple between his fingers and squeezed. "Ouch, that feels good. Put a little more of your cock in me, but keep moving slowly. Keep squeezing my nipples. That feels good." She pulled her right leg up and around David's waist. She now had given better access as she pushed back against him.David loved this beautiful woman he was fucking. He loved having her slender leg around his waist. He loved the way her cunt sucked in his cock. He loved the way her cunt hair tickled him. He didn't want this day to end. He bent over and shyly initiated the first kiss. Her lips were soft and moist as they parted to kiss him back. She wrapped her arms around his muscular neck and forced him to hold the kiss. It became less tender as his tongue made entry. His tongue imitated the slow fucking motion of his cock. "Yes, kiss me like that." She said when he allowed her to come up for air. "Girls like to be kissed softly at first. You're learning very quickly. You're a good student." She lay still for a moment enjoying the multiple sensations that David was giving her. She let him fuck her like that for what seemed like hours, but was much less time. "Now, David, now you can go deeper. Fuck me deeper." David rolled her over on her back with out disengaging. She bent her knees and wrapped both legs around his torso. His chest was pressed tightly against hers. "Fuck me, David. Give it all to me. I want you inside me. I want you to be deep inside me." He wrapped his arms around her neck and pulled her tightly against him. She was a prisoner of his body. She was doubled up with knees against her chest and impaled upon his huge cock. She had never been this full before. Her only possible motion was the contractions of her cunt against his monstrous cock."Faster, David, do it faster! Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh god, it's wonderful! Don't stop! Make me cum! I want to cum." David did as she requested. He would have done it even if she hadn't requested. He was fucking a real woman. A woman married to someone else. Fuck, she was even a schoolteacher. Nobody would ever believe him, but he didn't care. He never wanted to stop; he wanted to fuck her forever. His cock loved the hot warmth of her very moist cunt. He could feel her squeeze his cock as he shoved it in. He was proud that he could hold off cumming this long. He wanted to hear her beg for it. "Now David, make me cum now!" She was humping against his cock, as a woman possessed. She had long forgotten about Jim watching them. She had almost forgotten there was a body attached to the huge cock. She wanted to cum. "David, make me cum. I want to cum. Fuck me faster. Girls like to fucked hard when they are ready to cum."She spread her legs wider when she felt the first spasms. She stretched her legs upward to the ceiling and spread them wide. She tightened her cunt's walls against the fucking cock that filled her. She felt complete filled. "Deeper. Fuck me deeper. Oh, oh, ohhhhh. I'm cumming. God I'm CUMMING!!"Her legs relaxed as the contractions subsided. David had stopped moving when she came. She lay flat under him satisfied with life in general. "You didn't cum, did you?""No, ma'am - I mean Karen. I would like to." He blushed despite the circumstances. His cock had not gotten any less hard when Karen came. "Good, rollover on your back." As he pulled out of her and rolled over, she took his cock in both hands and started to suck the engorged head. When she felt it was maximum size, she sat up and swung her leg over him. Karen lined her cunt over his cock and in one very swift and fulfilling motion she lowered herself on to it. She knew he couldn't last long after the intense fuck session they had just been through.She became the fucker now and rapidly moved on his rod. She knew she couldn't cum again, she was fucked out, but she wanted David to fill her with his sperm. David grimaced as she moved faster and then she felt his cock jerk. The liquid flowed into her, thick and white, and started to seep out around his cock. He came in silence for the third time today. Jim watched her fuck the teenager. He sat with his cock out masturbating in rhythm to his wife's thrusts. He had timed it perfectly; as David filled his wife's cunt, he came. Karen had not seen him cum. She was too busy with David and with her own pleasure. He watched her setting on top of David. They were both resting after their passionate climax. Jim too rested, admiring the sexual person that Karen had become. Jim had worried about how he would re-act, if Karen took a lover. Now that it had happened on several occasions - Bob, Greg, and now David - he was starting to understand the depths of their relationship. There is no doubt that he was a little jealous. He couldn't compete with size or youthful stamina, both things that Karen seemed to enjoy. She was a different woman when she fucked these men. She was no longer the busy mother and homemaker. She was no longer the prim schoolteacher. She was transformed into a very pretty and sexual human being. She was beginning to enjoy the contours of her body and the pleasures or her sexuality. Jim also was seeing her in a new light. She was not just a wife that he came home to make love to on the weekends. She was a woman who had unlimited opportunities for pleasure and self-discovery. Her world had just become larger and he hoped there was room for him in this new world.Karen looked over at Jim. Her mind was covering the same spectrum of fears and new knowledge. She loved him deeply, but she was never going to go back to what she had been. The world had grown larger and she was going to enjoy it. She held out her hand as an invitation to him. As he stood and approached the bed, she disengaged herself from David and lay flat on the bed.Jim knew what she wanted. He wasn't sure he could do it with David watching. Their hands touched he bent down to kiss her waiting lips. The kiss was soft and gentle, as only old lovers know how to kiss."Please," she said, and he knew that he would do anything for her, even if David was watching. He got on the bed between her legs, lowered his face until his tongue touched her lower lips. They were clearly visible under the matted dark hair. He now knew that their relationship, their love, and their intimacy would always include an openness that was not there before. As he licked her cunt and sucked out the cum, she held David's cock. As his tongue reached deeper he felt the mild contractions. He wondered if she had saved anything for him. "I love you, but I need to rest first."The End~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 48

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It took Geliah all of 5 seconds to make up her mind. "Yes, of course I'll come," she said."Great!" Ed's voice crackled with the static of the air phone. "We'll be on the ground in 15 minutes. Give us an hour to get to the hotel and get settled, then stop by at, oh... say 6:30, no that's 7:30 local, my watch is still on Chicago time.""Okay, 7:30. Fine, see you then.""'Bye now," he said, and then hung up.Geliah hung up and suddenly found she had to sit down. Her legs were the slightest bit shaky. For months now, she had been having a curious affair with Ed, one in which they had never seen one another, or spoken, or even exchanged photos. Until the surprise call from mid-air, all their conversations had taken place on a computer is a sex related forum called the Kristen Board. Her whole world view of the man, outside of the image in her mind's eye, was limited to the glowing words and letters on her PC screen. But such words!Via their modems, Geliah and Ed had fucked and sucked in nearly every position available, and through some pretty incredible scenarios. Several times she had "made love" to multiple partners via the "CHAT" option on the board, and Ed was just one of a long list of paramours who had tasted her not inconsiderable charms.But not once had she ever acted out these fantasies in person, with a live partner, although several local board members had offered her their services. In fact, during her entire adult life, her only real partner had been her husband.But Ed had encouraged her to explore her fantasies in real life, and had indicated he would be a more than willing participant in them. Geliah never considered it seriously, but she had never ruled it out, either.And now, Ed was about to fly into Ohio on business, and there was every possibility he intended to make good on several promises. The only discordant note in this scenario, however, was that he was coming in with two business associates as well. His call was to invite her to dinner with all of them - hardly a conducive atmosphere for intimacy.Nevertheless, Geliah had agreed, and decided to hedge her bets. Her outer clothes were perfectly normal - a knee length cotton skirt, pleated blouse and only medium heels on her shoes. But her panty hose were in fact stockings with a garter belt (a favorite item for Ed), her bra was her laciest and her panties were left in the drawer.Luckily her husband was out on the road himself, and wouldn't be back until Tuesday.Feeling delightfully decadent, Geliah drove over to the hotel and sat down at the bar, as instructed, to wait for her dinner companions.Halfway into her drink she heard someone say, "Geliah?"Swinging around on the stool, she was confronted by the deepest steel-blue eyes she'd ever seen. They looked mildly inquisitive, and were accompanied by a mass of tousled sandy hair, a finely chiseled face and an enormous pair of shoulders. This tanned god filled her field of vision, he seemed larger than life. "Ed?" she gasped."Sorry, luv," the god answered, "Ed's the short fella over there. The name's Mike."Geliah was momentarily confused, she had forgotten that Ed had described himself as having black hair and brown eyes. She sat back and shifted her gaze where Mike indicated. Indeed, this guy matched Ed's description to a "T", 5'9", thick black hair, dark brown eyes, a mustache and that dark complexion. He looked Mediterranean, but she recalled he was half Hispanic. He also had thin framed glasses, which he had never mentioned but which did not seem out of place - they framed his face nicely. But there was that slightly mischievous gleam to his dark eyes, just as she had known there would be. "Hi, doll," he grinned, "and this is Maureen."The third member of this group was a smallish woman, perhaps 5' 2" tall, with masses of red curls, a classic Irish face with a light spray of freckles across her nose, and what appeared to be a good figure, although because she was wearing a raincoat it was hard to tell. "Pleased to meet you," she said in the light, sweet voice.Geliah shook hands all around, noting that each person's grip matched their personalities - Mike's massive, strong, reassuring;Ed's friendly, warm but with a suggestive squeeze to it; Maureen's petite, almost reserved, but still reassuringly firm.The three had their coats on, but over a quick drink it was decided that they would simply eat at the hotel restaurant. All during dinner, Ed kept up a lively conversation, acting as moderator but not seeming obtrusive at bringing everyone into the discussion. He seemed to be as forthright and friendly as he was on the Internet forum. But Geliah's head was turned by Mike, a co-worker of Ed's who originally hailed from near Perth, Australia. Apparently, Mike had grown up on a cattle ranch there, and had played championship rugby for his school as well. He certainly looked the part, with his broad shoulders, barrel chest, trim waist and strong legs. He also had a great ass. And his accent drove her nuts.Although she was ostensibly friends with Ed, and may actually be getting into bed with him later, she found herself wishing Ed was out of the picture, so that she could explore the wonderful world of Mike from Perth.Ed was completely aware of his "date's" infatuation with his partner, and found it extremely amusing. He knew that in a beauty contest, Mike would kick his ass every time, but it never phased him. "Why worry about things you can't change," was one of his many creeds. It went along with "Play the hand you're dealt." But Ed had actually dealt this hand himself, and he had stacked the deck.After an enjoyable dinner, the four returned to the lounge, where a DJ had set up shop in a corner. After the first round of drinks, however, they quickly grew tired of the music. None of them were into the bubble gum pop stuff the skinny, balding man seemed to play constantly. "I think this guy was booked for the bar mitzvah next door," Ed joked.It was decided that they would adjourn to the suite the travelers had booked and make use of the bar there. If Geliah had been one on one with either guy, she would have jumped him the minute they got to the room. In fact, if she had been one on two with both of them, she still may have gone for it. But Maureen seemed to be a real drag on the party. Not that she wasn't extremely nice, and very pretty as well (with a huge set of breasts that had been hidden by the raincoat), but she seemed to be a constant guarantee that nothing sexual would take place.The suite seemed to emphasize that point. Mike and Ed were sharing one bedroom, Maureen had the other. The common room had several comfortable couches and chairs, and a quick trip to the bathroom off the center room revealed a large Jacuzzi. It's a shame they wouldn't get to use it.There was only one hope that Geliah could see, and it was realized after several rounds of drinks. At that point, Maureen stood up and stretched (threatening to pop several buttons off her blouse) and declared she was going to bed. Geliah's heart leapt, perhaps this would turn out alright after all.After Maureen had retired, Mike freshened everyone's drink. Ed swirled his drink, gazing reflectively at it and spoke, almost to himself, "You know, Mike, I think Geliah really likes you."Geliah almost choked on her scotch."Really, mite?" Mike said, "wot mikes yer think that?""Well, I'm not too sure, but when she first laid eyes on you, I could swear her nipples were going to poke through that blouse."Geliah blushed bright crimson from her throat to the roots of her long blonde hair."Well, it'd be a shime to ruin such a noice blouse as that." "That it would, my man," Ed said, "that it would. You know, if you asked her, I'd bet she'd sleep with you.""Aw, I could never horn in our your play, pard. After all, if it weren't for you, I'd've never met 'er."As a child, Geliah had hated being talked about right in front of her face. Many times her step-mother had complained to her father with her standing right there, and they acted as if she weren't even in the room.She'd hated it then, but this was actually exciting. Two really great guys were politely arguing over which one was going to get to fuck her brains out. It was funny, 10 minutes ago she would have been rooting for Mike, but now as she listened to them both, she found them equally attractive. Maybe it was the scotch. Anyway, she couldn't stand the suspense any longer, and blurted out, "Why don't you both fuck me?"They both turned their heads, and looked at her, seemingly surprised that she actually could talk. She knew it was probably an act, but it was a damned effective one at that. She was ready to go!"Both of us, hmmm," Mike mused."One after another...?" Ed asked."...or both of us together?" Mike finished."Fuck!" Geliah answered, "One at a time, all together or taking turns, I don't care." She stood up, swinging her long blonde hair back over her shoulder. "Just get over here."Both men stood up and were instantly at her side. Mike bent down and gave her a deep, soul-searching kiss. Ed slid one hand around her waist and hugged her hip, the other hand sliding down on her ass as he stuck a tongue in her ear.Mike's hand ran down the front of her blouse, undoing buttons. He brushed her aching tits only lightly. When he got to the waistband of her skirt, he pulled the blouse up out of it.Once the blouse was totally unbuttoned, Ed slipped it off her shoulders and down her arms. It dropped to the floor. Mike, meanwhile, continued kissing her while massaging her tits heavily with his huge hands. Ed undid the clasp of her bra, and it came off in Mike's hands. He pulled it free from Geliah's arms and returned to the chest massage.Ed ran a hand up under her skirt, along the inside of one leg. When he got to the garter at the top of the stocking he murmured "I knew it," then continued up towards her pussy. Geliah could hear the sharp intake of his breath in surprise as his fingers contacted the fluffy curls of her pubic hair without encountering panties. In a second, however, she gasped sharply herself as his fingers slid into that tangled mound and caressed her labia.She now had two hands on her tits, one her ass and one teasing her pussy. Suddenly (but not surprisingly) her knees got weak. She felt the men gently lower her to the floor, then lay her back.Mike dropped his lips from hers and fastened them around a nipple. Ed busied himself with the zipper and catch on her skirt, and she was soon naked except for her stockings and garter belt. Mike picked up his head, as finished pulling the skirt off her legs. Geliah felt like she was on display for these two studs as the knelt, one at her side, one at her feet, gazing down on hr naked loveliness. Then they began to take off their shirts.Within seconds, both men were as naked as she. Mike was, as expected, well-endowed with what appeared to be 7 inches of steel hard manhood. Ed was of average size, but also rampant. Mike returned to suckling her breasts. Ed leaned down over her legs, which were slightly parted, and extended the tip of his tongue so that it lightly, almost imperceptibly, grazed the length of her pussy.Geliah's response was immediate and electric. She shivered deliciously and thrust her hips off the deep carpet, trying to urge that tongue to do more.Ed pulled his head back, however, and continued to tease her lightly and gently with his tongue. Every so often he would flatten it out and lick her hard, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. But then he would pull back and tease her some more.Mike for his part was licking circles all around her nipples, teasing her as well but with more direct contact. He would suck one, then the other, then bite them gently, causing her to whimper and moan. The two men were not in sync, each was hyper-stimulating her at odd intervals, making it difficult to catch her breath. Finally, the teasing got to be too much for her. She settled her ass down on the carpet, making Ed have to move done to apply his tongue, then she flung up her stockinged legs and wrapped them around his head, pulling him into her sex nose first."Mmmmph," the startled stud gasped into her pussy, setting off new waves of pleasure. At the same time, Mike, also startled by her move, sat back on his heels briefly. Geliah lifted her head up and caught a quick glimpse of Ed's eyes, watching her from above her pubic mound. They sparkled with pleasure and/or amusement. Then she turned her head quickly and plunged her mouth over Mike's massive tool."Mmmmm, looks like she turned the tables on us, mite.""Mmm, pfff, mmm hmmph hfff," Ed answered with his lips around her clit, sending Geliah crashing into orgasm. After she had recovered (and freed Ed's trapped head) she swung around on her hands and knees. She lifted her head from Mike's huge cock, grabbed his stiff member and began steadily jacking him off."I want this big fucker up my pussy," she declared."Ho-hold on there, woman," Ed said as he lay down beside her, looking up into her eyes as he absentmindedly twiddled one of her nipples. "You are in no position to make demands here. We're in charge and you'll take what you get.""Fine, whatever you say," she said, lowering her eyes in mock contrition."Mike, get behind her and shove that big fucker up her pussy," Ed ordered. As Mike slid around behind her, Geliah looked up at Ed again, who was grinning. "I want to suck you while he fucks me," she said in her best Kathleen Turner imitation sultry voice."Absolutely not," he declared, "Instead of that you're going to suck me while he fucks you." Ed hitched forward on his knees and presented his cock to her. She immediately started sucking it.Mike came up behind her, got his knees between hers and grabbed her hips. She nearly fainted in ecstasy as he slid his prick slowly into her pussy. Pretty soon the three established a rhythm, with Ed's in-stroke matching Mike's out-stroke. Geliah felt as if she were impaled by one long cock from her pussy to her mouth.Her jaw was just starting to get tired when Ed's eyes glassed over. "Oh babe, I'm gonna cum," he gasped, and without further warning spurted jet after jet of thick, sweet cum into her mouth.Geliah's cheeks bulged out to accommodate the load, but after the initial surprise, she was able to swallow quickly enough to not lose a drop. Utterly drained, Ed fell back, then he got up, sat on the couch, put his head back and closed his eyes."Out-RAGEOUS," he mumbled.Meanwhile, Ed's withdrawal had allowed Geliah to relax a bit and she dropped her chin and breasts down onto the carpet, her ass still lifted high as Mike smoothly fucked her from behind. This new angle, however, took her love channel out of alignment with his dick, with the result that it provided a tighter angle and more friction for him to push into. He renewed his attack vigorously, grunting with each thrust.Geliah, too, grunted as each thrust slammed home. Her nipples were being rubbed against the carpet, and she could feel another orgasm starting deep in her pussy. Push- push- push- went Mike, each push bringing them closer to the edge. Then, as Mike's prick ground against her channel one time to many, Geliah came, wailing an ecstatic moan into the carpet, her fingernails digging deep into the shag pile.Her spasming cunt sent Mike over the edge as well, with a cross between a grunt and a moan, he rocketed his cum into her, splashing jets of jism deep into her pussy.After what seemed like 10 minutes, their orgasms finally subsided. Mike withdrew from her well-fucked channel and Geliah collapsed onto the carpet. Mike lay down next to her and seemed to pass out. After a minute of catching her breath, Geliah flipped over on her back and lay her tousled blonde head on Mike's outstretched arm. She opened her eyes and found Ed looking right into them from up on the couch."Hi gorgeous," he murmured."Hi babe," she answered softly."How about a Jacuzzi to wind down," he asked."Mmmm, sounds heavenly," she said."I'll go get it started."After he had left, she closed her eyes again. She heard the soothing splash of the water in the tub. The gentle roar dimmed as she dozed.She was dimly aware that someone was settling down between her legs, and she again felt those teasing caresses of a tongue fluttering against her pussy."Ohhh, Ed," she groaned, "What about the Jacuzzi?"The tongue only fluttered more avidly between her labia."Mmmmm," she moaned, "okay, yeah, in a minute."Geliah was in absolute heaven. Here she was snuggling against a hunk of a man who had just fucked her deeply while the most inventive lover she had ever come across (for real or online) was licking out her freshly fucked pussy. She marveled that Ed would eat her out with Mike's cum still in her. Almost as if reading her thoughts, the tongue dived deep into her pussy and licked out some of the juices there.She moaned again and moved her hands down to urge Ed deeper into her pussy. Her fingers found his head and curled themselves in his long, silky hair...Wait a minute, Ed had short hair! Who the fuck?! Her head shot up in alarm, as Maureen lifted her mouth from her pussy. "Hi there," she grinned, "tastes like Mike fucked you. He is dynamite, isn't he?""Wha-? What? What are you doing?" Geliah gasped, shocked at this latest turn of events."Well, I couldn't sleep and I felt like a snack. So I wandered out here and saw exactly what I wanted. I hope you don't mind I helped myself?""But, I, what, I never... I've never been eaten out by a woman before?""Well, how do you like it?" Maureen asked lightly, dipping her head briefly to give Geliah's pussy a quick slurp.Her head in a whirl, Geliah could only answer truthfully, "It feels great.""Then relax and enjoy," Maureen encouraged, then dropped her face back into the blonde's muff.Unable to think of any other course of action, Geliah did as instructed. Mike, who had awakened during their exchange, hugged her around the shoulders and dropped his hand to idly play with her tit. Maureen was quite, good, but her technique seemed a little familiar. "You eat pussy a lot like Ed," she mused."Who do you think taught her," Ed said laughingly as he came out of the bathroom. "The hot tub's ready, you guys want to soak?""You bet yer arse, mite," Mike grinned, lowering Geliah to the floor and hopping up."I'll be there in a minute," mumbled Maureen, her mouth muffled byGeliah's muff. <sorry, I couldn't resist that alliteration>"Yeah, a minute," Geliah replied absently, her head back and her eyes closed."Okigh, guls," Mike said, heading for the bathroom, "sixty seconds and we're coming for you. Grab the bottle, mite.""Fuck you, MOIKE," Maureen lifted her head and called."Mmmm, I already did," Geliah sighed. Then she lifted her head and looked at Maureen. Both women dissolved into giggles.Maureen crawled up to Geliah and took her in her arms. "Well, what do you think about my co-workers?" she asked."Do you have any openings?" Geliah asked."Several, but those guys usually fill them.""No, no, I mean positions.""Yes, we have several of those, too," Maureen giggled."No! You know I mean jobs.""Who's got time to work with all that fucking going on," Maureen said with finality. Then she leaned down and kissed her.An instant before the kiss, Geliah felt Maureen's luscious globes spill onto her chest and merge with her own 38-D breasts. She returned the kiss with gusto, reveling in the new sensation of loving a woman. She noticed a distinct flavor to the kiss, then with a start realized she was tasting her own juices (mixed with Mike's). Suddenly, she knew she could return the favor for Maureen.Maureen's free hand was massaging one of Geliah's breasts, her long-nailed fingers tweaking the nipple. Geliah brought one of her hands up to touch Maureen's tit. Their hands met briefly. Maureen gave her a reassuring squeeze, then returned to her breast. Geliah reached over and hefted the first female breast she'd ever felt (besides her own). Maureen moaned into her mouth.The two women continued to kiss while liberally rubbing each other's breasts. Geliah found herself heating up incredibly. Maureen sensed it and moved her fingers down her lover's torso to plunge into her pussy. She began a nice finger-fuck tempo which soon had Geliah gasping for breath."Now, wait," Geliah panted."What's wrong," Maureen asked concernedly, pausing right away."Nothing, I just want... well, to eat your pussy.""Oh, Geliah, that would be great. Are you sure?""Yes, I'm quite sure."Without further ado, Maureen lifted up her leg, straddled her companion and gently lowered her pussy onto Geliah's mouth. Geliah teased Maureen by chewing her labia with her lips, then began to lap at the red-head's pussy steadily.After several minutes punctuated only by soft moans, sighs and wet noises, Maureen started really grinding her pussy against Geliah's chin. Geliah was excited to realize that she was bringing this sexy woman to orgasm, so she doubled her efforts.With a long, sexy, rising groan that nearly ended in a shriek, Maureen came all over Geliah's face. Geliah drank down her lover's juices avidly, savoring the new taste sensation. When Maureen had finished her cum, she slid down Geliah's body until they were face to face, tit to tit again. Then the two sisters of Sappho shared a deep, loving kiss.Maureen broke the kiss, jumped to her feet and said "Let's hit the Jacuzzi."Geliah followed her closely, and as the two entered the bathroom, they found the men waiting for them in the Jacuzzi with wolfish grins on their faces."What are you two grinning at," Maureen demanded."Well," Ed replied, "we just noticed that this tub isn't quite big enough for the four of us.""Well, get out, then, it's our turn," Geliah said."Now 'old on," Mike protested, "We were 'ere first. You'll have to wait your turns.""Like hell," Maureen asserted. Climbing into the frothy water, she swiveled her hips in front of Mike, waving her strawberry muff in his face, before straddling his legs and sitting on his lap. Shoving her ample tits in his face, she grabbed his glass, swigged from it and said "Lick my tits, you barbarian."Geliah followed suit quickly. When she sat down, she found that Ed was already half hard beneath her. She pushed her pendulous breasts in his face and demanded equal treatment. As he gladly gave it, she felt his boner gain strength, pushing up off his thighs and against her pussy and ass. Bobbing up a bit, she felt it straighten up. She reached down with one hand, repositioned it, then plunged down onto it.Glancing over her shoulder, she saw that Maureen had already accomplished the same thing with Mike and was riding up and down as if she were cantering a horse. "Slide your ass sideways," she told Ed."Huh?" he said."Slide over," she insisted, "move over on the seat so we get next to them.""Oh, okay," Ed caught on, and Mike began moving too, so that the two men were seated next to one another. The two women were thigh to thigh and bouncing in unison. They wrapped their arms around one another and shared a sexy kiss. Then their hands began massaging each other's chests. Ed leaned over and nuzzled Maureen's breast, then began avidly sucking it.It wasn't long before all four adults were on the verge of cumming. The women insisted on finishing the men off with their mouths, so Ed and Mike sat on the edge of the tub while the girls knelt on the seats in front of them. It became a race to see who would finish first, and both women's heads were whipping smoothly up and down their respective shafts.By virtue of the fact that Geliah had less ground to cover, she was able to bring Ed to the brink more quickly. Right before he was going to cum, she pulled back, grabbed a handful of her long blonde hair, and, wrapping it around his cock, jacked him furiously. The incredible sensation of that silky blonde hair whipping up and down his shaft sent Ed over the edge, and he began shooting jet after jet of sperm. Some of it slipped through the golden net encasing it to splash over Geliah's face and chest. Much of it got caught up in her hair, though, clinging like pearly droplets of dew.The visual stimulation provided by Ed's cum splashing all over Geliah's body was all that Mike needed to send him into orbit as well. His jism rocketed out of his cock, filling Maureen's cheeks to the bulging point. His excess spend dribbled from the corners of her mouth, down her chin, and onto her bulging breasts. When he had finally finished, the two women turned to each other. "You're a mess," Maureen laughed."You too," Geliah laughed. She then leaned over and licked the cum from Maureen's lips and chin. She worked her way down the red-heads throat onto her chest, slurping and licking Mike's sperm as she went. Pretty soon she had cleaned Maureen up totally. After a few swirls around her pouty strawberry nipples, Geliah straightened up. Maureen began to return the favor. Within minutes, Geliah was also clean, except for her hair."You'll have to wash your hair to get that," Maureen said."I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair..." Geliah sang, and the girls laughed."Wite one," Mike spoke up, "the guls hevn't cum yet.""We can fix that," Ed said. "Okay 'gulls', switch places."And so the ladies ended up on the edge of the tub with the men kneeling before them. To keep things balanced, Ed went to work on Maureen's puffy slit, while Mike ministered to Geliah's luscious pussy. To make it interesting, the men tried to keep their hands behind their backs, a "fur pie eating contest" Ed called it. But the overanxious guys kept slipping into the water, so in the end they cradled the ladies' asses and ate with gusto.Soon Maureen began huffing and puffing, tossing her head to and fro and moaning uncontrollably. Then she grabbed Ed's head and pulled him in tight, cumming like mad. When she was done, Ed floated away to the other side of the tub and they both caught their breath. Meanwhile, Mike had three fingers up Geliah's slit, and soon she was cumming as well. Mike floated over next to Ed, who passed him a drink."Whew," Ed sighed, "this is going to be a fun three months.""What do you mean?" Geliah asked.Mike smirked and Maureen giggled."Would someone mind letting me in on the joke?" Geliah demanded, sitting up, her long hair swinging wildly."Well, Muff, it's like this. I've got a contract in my briefcase for the clients sign tomorrow. Once they're on the dotted line, we'll spend 4 days a week the next 3 months setting up their system and training their users, flying home for 3 day weekends on Friday. So the three of us will be around a lot.""Oh, shit, I'll never get any rest!""Unless... Hey, I've got an idear," Mike said."What?' the other three said in unison."We could 'ire Geliah and train 'er as our rep. That wigh we'd only be out 'ere two months. 'Course, she'd probably have to visit Chicago twice every month.""I'll take it!" Mufyy cried."Don't you want to know what it pays?" Maureen asked."Who cares?" she replied, "with fringe benefits like these, who needs a salary?"THE END

doctor.txt

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parking.txt

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You're walking to your car after a long week's work. Everyone else has already gone home, and the parking lot is vacant. You're just about to open your car when a pair of hands grabs you roughly from behind, pushing you up against the car. You cry out, but nobody can hear you before a hand is clamped over your mouth as the other hand rips your top open, exposing your naked breasts as you didn't bother to wear a bra today. Your nipples get hard as your tits are mashed against the cold glass of your car window. You can also feel your assailant's hard cock rubbing against your ass through his pants.With a swift motion, the rest of your clothes are torn off of you, and you're totally naked save for your high heels. Your assailant presses his forearm against your back, keeping you pinned against the car as he unbuckles his pants. You now feel his cock pressing against your ass-cheeks. As he relaxes his grip on you, you consider struggling and making a break for it. Then you remember that you're completely naked, except for a pair of 4" heels, and that you certainly wouldn't get far.As if reading your thoughts, your assailant speaks for the first time. "That's right, Terri..." Your eyes widen in surprise and fright... he knows your name! "There's nowhere to go, so why don't you just relax and be nice to me..." His hands reach around you and begin kneading your tits roughly. You turn your head, but are warned not to look at your attacker. One hand wanders down and begins probing your pussy. Despite yourself, you respond, involuntarily getting wet and aroused by your experience as conflicting feelings of fear, lust, cold and excitement race through your heart.Without warning, the hands grasp your hips, and his cock slips into your dripping pussy. You've been fantasizing all day about being fucked, and now it's happening -- though not in the way you'd planned, standing next to your car, cold and naked. Still you can't help yourself, as you involuntarily thrust your ass back against your assailant who responds by pounding you even harder. You whimper softly as he slams into you forcefully."This is what happens to sluts like you," he tells you as he brings the palm of his hand down on your wonderfully shaped ass-cheek."Yes!" you moan weakly, unable to control your reactions to the fucking you're getting. You can feel the familiar feeling deep inside, as you're inexorably brought closer and closer to the edge by the cock which is invading your tight pussy so well. His balls slap against your aroused clit as he fucks you harder and faster. Now you're screaming... and still nobody can hear you as you enjoy the first of multiple orgasms.He pulls out and presses his cock-head against the tight rosebud of your ass. You moan as he slips his cock, lubricated with your juices, into your tight ass. Pounding your anal opening just the way he used your slutty pussy... taking what he wants from you. And you have no intention of trying to stop him... he is fucking your ass SO well, you reach down and shove two fingers inside your pussy, picking up where his cock left off and soon you're howling again.With a grunt, he lodges his prick deep in your ass. "Take this, slut...." he growls as he empties spurt after spurt of his cum in your ass. And you take it, wiggling your ass against him as you furiously work your cunt with four fingers now.He pulls out of your ass, giving it a good swat with the palm of his hand. Then he gathers up your torn clothes and your car keys and walks away, leaving you locked out of your car, alone, naked, your hair disheveled, with your juices dripping out of your pussy and my cum oozing out of your ass.As you sink helplessly to a sitting position leaning against your car, your hand wanders to your pussy again...END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 52

sleepyhollow.txt

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Author's Note: After I had finished posting my "The Miley Cyrus Sex Tape" story, I had wanted to do a Halloween-themed story next. I knew I didn't have time to write yesterday, but I figured that would give me time to come up with a story idea.Nothing came to me.I always loved Tim Burton's 1999 version of Sleepy Hollow. I have the movie tie-in novel which I've read many times. I had just took it down from one of my bookcases to read again. After I started it hit me to write a story based upon this version of Sleepy Hollow.The obvious choice came to me at first, but then I decided to write a story involving The Witch of The Western Woods. This should be fun, especially since we know so little about her after she saw The Hessian as a child and before Ichabod speaks to her in her cave in The Western Worlds. I hope you enjoy the story ~ G]***Decades before Constable Icabod Crane ever left New York City, traveled North and set foot in Sleepy Hollow, there was a young man from Connecticut. He was of twenty-two years of age.He had just graduated College earlier in the year, and in early October received a letter from his grandfather to come spend some time with him in Upper State New York.His parents expected him to hire a horse and carriage to make the journey, but unbeknownst to them he decided to travel by foot.Ten years or so earlier, when his grandparents traveled down often to visit, his grandfather gave him a map he had made himself of the route between Connecticut and Upper State New York. The young man had treasured that map, and now intended to use it for his trip to visit his grandfather. He left immediately upon acquiring the supplies he'd need for such a trip.Fall had long set in, with the leaves already changing, still a sight to behold in October. The weather had cooled during September, but Indian Summer had set in.Nights were nice enough for camping out under the stars, which is what the young man planned to do.He had experience in such things, having camped out often growing up, with either his grandfather, father or both. And he was in great physical shape for the long trip ahead of him.All went well at first. He traversed well through Connecticut heading Northwest. Thing continued well as he crossed over into New York continuing North.But once he finally reached Upper State New York, where there were more wide open spaces, his journey grew trickier. The map no longer seemed to match the landscape and landmarks he was seeing. He was heading in the right general direction, though.He continued on despite his confusion. He'd come this far and truly wished to see his grandfather. The trip continued to be enjoyable otherwise, especially his nights under the stars.Somehow he completely missed the village of Sleepy Hollow, and ended up in a wooded area known to the locals as The Western Woods.He had spent many nights sleeping under the stars in different woods during his journey thus far, so this so be no different.But it was different. He could sense it somehow.He was a superstitious person. Neither were his parents. His grandfather on the other hand was somewhat superstitious. Even he had heard of The Western Woods and would not have been comfortable with the idea of his grandson in them.If he had come upon Sleepy Hollow first, he'd have heard about The Western Woods, would have been told the stories about them. Like the Hessian during the Revolutionary War. Or of The Witch that supposedly lived in the woods. Not that anyone went into The Western Woods themselves.The young man would have been warned to stay clear of the woods. Not that he would have listened.But what he sensed now would give him more pause if he had heard about The Western Woods.The first thing he noticed was there were no signs of life, nor any sounds of living creatures among the woods. It was as if they were dead.It was a good thing he had never come across the Tree of The Dead...Once he realized there didn't seem to be anything living in the woods, he also FELT something was very wrong in them. But he was an intelligent young man. He didn't let his feeling guide him.So he decided to continue on and spend the night in the woods.As night fell and he set up camp, he went about gathering branches for his nightly fire, not that he'd need it to ward off the wildlife. That was when he saw the light, and made his way towards it.He soon came upon a cave. It was a narrow opening among a rocky structure. The he light was coming from within. He dared to enter it, despite his feelings against it.He came upon a door, which was open. Inside was a large room, with tree roots hanging from the ceiling, and candles lit all about.On the other side of the room was a good-sized fire going, and in front of it sat a figure. It seemed to be veiled from head-to-toe, the veil dirtied by time."Pardon my intrusion," He said."I said the light coming from the cave, and was curious..."The figure rose, and turned. It was of feminine shape. And the voice that soon came from it was very feminine, soft and silky in nature."It is no intrusion," She said, as she came towards him. "I have been expecting you.""You - you have?" He said in surprise, taking a step back."You have come on a long journey," She said. "From a far off place, to visit someone very dear to you.""Y - yes..." He admitted. He wanted to ask her how she knew, but lost his nerve."You received a letter from him," She continued. "He is a close relative. He wished to see you, spend time with you."Swallowing hard, the young man just nodded."See? I know why you have come all this way. I told you I was expecting you," She said. Pulling the dirty veil from her body, she revealed herself to be a very attractive blonde woman, his age or possibly older. "You are not far from your destination."Her old, raggedy dress could not conceal her curve, large-breasted body.He had backed up to the door, and she reached passed him and slammed it shut, the bar of wood falling in place, locking it.His fear wasn't enough to override his body's desire upon seeing her beauty and body once the veil was gone, and his manhood quickly hardened.The Witch sensed this, and smiled. It was happening exactly as she hoped.She wasted no further time. She quickly removed her dress, baring naked body underneath. Her large breasts - possibly by magic - were high and firm, with light brown areolae, large and oval in shape. Her womanhood was matted with an unkempt patch of light brown curls, with a line of hair running up to the body of her navel.The young man swallowed hard again, his manhood throbbing uncontrollably. Of course he was a virgin, as was she. But she wished to fix that "unfortunate problem".She started to remove his clothes, and he seemed to have no power in him to resist. Where he came from, they knew not of witches and witchcraft, or he would certainty have said he was bewitched.Soon he was as naked as she, and she looked down at his manhood, pleased by its largeness and handsomeness.The Witch pushed him to the ground and dropped between his legs. He watched in shock and awe as she lowered her mouth and took his manhood into it! Such a thing was unheard of! He thought to himself.Removing her lips from his cock briefly she said with a mischievous smile "There are things in heaven and on earth man has not heard of but do exist."He gaped."How did you...?""The local people say I am a witch," She said, running her tongue around the large, mushroom-shaped head of his manhood. "And they would not be shocked to see me doing such a thing."Lowering her mouth back around his manhood, he marveled as she was able to take his full length into her mouth, feeling it go down her throat with ease!She rapidly moved her mouth up and down around his manhood, lips tightly locked around it. He groaned unavoidably.Having never experienced such an act in his life before, he was hardly able to last five minutes. His body spasmed, as his testicles tightened up and his manhood swelled up. He cried out as his seed exploded from him and into her waiting mouth!The Witch swallowed the rich, thick cream down eagerly, feeling her powers growing, as her connection to the young man.Rope after thick rope of his semen ejaculated out of him and down her throat as she swallowed rapidly. She felt the magically effect begin to flow through her. But she had to take things further before this could be complete.He spurt out thirteen or fourteen times before he was drained. This time at least. She continued to suck him, assuring he would remain erect.Finally she rose from his crotch and straddled his body. Reaching between them, the Witch grabbed his manhood and lowered herself on to it. It entered her nether regions. Without waiting further, she slammed her wet tight opening down around him, ravaging her virginity.The pain only made the Witch more powerful, as she rode hard up and down upon him. He gasped and groaned as he watched her violate him, unable to stop her. But he could not felt the pleasurable feelings she was giving him.Her large breasts shook as her body quivered, her eyes rolling back as the new sensations swept over her. It wasn't long before the Witch experienced her first orgasm, crying out loudly as her body thrashed violently. Each orgasm increased her magical powers and abilities, and she experienced many as she rode his manhood hard, each one more intense than the last.He was breathing heavy as she violated him, his body covered in sweat. But she was breathing normal, her body cool to the touch. She never flagged in her ability to coax his manhood closer and closer to the outcome she awaited.He lasted forty-five minutes. Then he cried out as his seed jetted up inside the Witch hard, triggering another orgasm within her.He spurt and spurt, another thirteen times or so.His manhood finally softened, slipping from her dark crevice. And he lost consciousness.Lowering her body against his, the Witch kissed him."Thank you," She said, her breasts pressed hard against his chest. "You don't know how powerful you have now made me. When you wake, you'll dress then leave this cave. And once outside, you will slowly forget what happened and that you were ever here. And then you will..."The Witch said more, before she climbed off of him. Getting warm water from a cauldron, she poured it over his manhood, washing away all evidence of their sexual ritual. Then she left him.When he awoke, he dressed and left the cave, returning to his camp site where he went back to sleep.*In the morning, he realized he knew exactly where he was going, and before the end of the day he was at his grandfather's home.He never told a soul about what had happened. He couldn't have, he didn't remember it happening.Time passed. He married. They had a child.They decided to settle in a small village called Sleepy Hollow not far from where his grandfather had lived.If he had been to Sleepy Hollow at the time he met the Witch, he would have seen a woman there that was her twin.That woman later became of servant of the wife of the man. Her Family name was Archer.His was Van Tassel.Baltus Van Tassel.And Baltus spent the rest of his days in Sleepy Hollow, never remembering the events of that one night.THE ENDFor more stories by this author: http://kristensboard.com/forums/index.php?board=77.0*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - TV, sitcom & Movie Archive

routine.txt

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Routine. I'm sitting in my favorite chair, too soft for my husband but it's perfect for me. Playing my DS. Stupid little game, trying to get my brain to match my body's tiredness. A million things going through my mind. Little things. Checklists. Did this or that chore get done? Did I remember to put gas in the car? What should I pull out of the freezer tomorrow for dinner? Routine.And there's the smell. My husband. He's behind me. Smells so good. I pretend I don't know he's there, continue playing my game but really, I can't focus on the screen. I feel his breath on my ear and then there's a kiss on my neck, hot, wet. I shiver. I feel him smile against my skin and then he pulls away and says, "I'm going to bed, hon." This is the moment of our routine where I get to make a choice. Do I let him go to bed alone or do I go with him? So many questions rolled into that single statement. Was he just kissing me to be affectionate? Does he want to have sex? If he wants to have sex, will it be quick or slow? Do I want to have sex? A million little questions. Routine.I got up and went to the bedroom with him. He's already taking off his clothes, getting ready for bed. No answers here. He smiles at me and flexes his muscles playfully. I smile. He's older than me and yet, sometimes, I see him as he was years ago, trying to win me over. I have to look away. I'm overwhelmed by my emotions. I start to undress, unbuttoning my blouse, taking my time, hoping that by the time I'm done I won't look like I'm about to cry. The blouse hits the floor and I shrug out of the straps of my bra, sliding it around so the clasp is in the front so I can undo it easier. I let it drop to the floor, thinking that I'll pick up the clothes tomorrow when I get up. My pants go down my legs, no underwear to worry about because I just didn't want to be bothered about panties that morning.The smell. And then his arms are around me, pulling me tight to him, too tight. He's always squishing me like that but I never tell him. I like knowing he's stronger than me. It makes me feel feminine. And then I start thinking about that, about being defined by him. My mind is cluttered. Chaotic. I fight it and I start getting mad at myself. Then there's a kiss on my neck and then a bite on my shoulder and it's like a switch has been flipped. My mind goes black. There's nothing but what exists right now, what I feel right now.He lets out a loud breath, turning it into a humming 'mmmm'. His hands slide down my belly, rough, like sandpaper. It scratches me a bit, but I don't care. He whispers something I can't hear. I think he said he loves me. I feel him press against me, already hard, pressing into my back. Questions answered.He picks me up and puts me down on our big bed. He asks me if I want the lights on or off. If they're on I get to see him. If they're off I don't have to see me. Questions. I tell him to turn them off. He smiles, always happy to do what I want. The lights go off and then he's back. The bed sinks when he gets on it and I feel like I'm going to roll into him. Then he's on me, pressing me into the bed, kissing me so gently on my mouth, his breath smelling good to me, his mouth tasting like mouthwash. Insecurities. Do I taste good to him? Am I still pretty to him? What if this is just routine? What if he doesn't like me and he's just doing this because he feels obligated? I'm glad the lights are off. I don't want him to see me cry.He hears me breathing. I think he thinks I'm excited. I try to be. There's his mouth again, kissing at my neck, on my chest. He avoids my breasts because he read somewhere that's what he's supposed to do at first. I want to tell him that I want him to go for it now but I stay quiet. I don't want to ruin his mood. I imagine myself with a clipboard, all stern and scientific lecturing him. I smile. I'm feeling better.His rough hands are on my breasts now. His hands rub against my sensitive skin and it feels good. He's kissing under my breasts, it tickles. I laugh and move a bit and he laughs in return and all the bad stuff is gone from my head again. I know it'll be back. He kisses my stomach and I suck in hard, startled by the feeling of electricity he just caused in me. I hear him laugh again. He's having fun. Maybe he does still like me.His hands urge my legs open and I let them go, letting him do what he wants. My hands run through his hair. He has soft hair. I like it. His mouth is very near my crotch. I can barely see him in the dark but I can feel him. My mind is already imagining his mouth on me, sucking, licking, his hot breath feeling like it's burning me. He's either teasing me or wishing he could see me and trying to look in the night. I want to ask if he wants the lights on but I stay quiet.His mouth is on my thigh, sucking momentarily hard, too hard for comfort but then it's gone and he licks me where his mouth was a second before. He kisses me on my inner thigh. I feel his stubble on my skin. Severe tire damage, the thought comes into my mind. I laugh and I feel him smile against me. He bites at me playfully and I yipe and squirm away a bit. And then there's his tongue. No warning at all. I freeze. It goes all the way up my pussy and I hear my breath catch and then I relax. He's kissing my other thigh."I love you," I say. He says something. I don't know. I can't hear him properly. I know what he said, though. His tongue again. He's pressing it into me, licking between my outer labia and inner labia. My favorite spot. I pull away from him at first, the feeling is too intense, but then I press up at him, wanting more.He kisses me right over my clit and then licks me again, this time on the other side. This is going to be a quick one for me, I think, already feeling myself getting worked up. My hands tighten in his hair, the sign I give him for wanting him to move things along.He kisses my clit again and then he licks across it. Hot, wet, intense. And then he blows on it and I think my brain just exploded. Wow. He does it again but it's not the same. And then his mouth is on it, gently, sucking on my clit just enough so I can feel him. Hot, intensely hot. And then he sucks hard and his tongue is working it. My mind is cluttered. Little thoughts try to start but can't. I try to think sexy things, can't. I wish it'd just go blank again.I'm getting close. He knows it. He knows me. He just keeps on doing what he does and I just try to hold on. It's intense. I'm close. I feel my body getting ready. It feels like everything is rushing to my center, all my energy going there. I'm feeling tense. I feel it building. I'm going to cum. I keep thinking that. I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum.The world is gone. I'm on the edge of a cliff. I'm going to jump. That's what it feels like. It's built up, all my muscles are tight, I'm not breathing. Time slows down and yet I feel his tongue on me, going as fast as it can. This moment stretches on and on. It lasts forever. I love this moment. And then it breaks. I feel his hands on my belly, trying to hold me down so he can still lick me. I'm biting my lips hard. I think I taste blood. There's people in the other room, my kids are sleeping. Please don't let them hear. It passes and he's still licking. Oh my god. I push his head away and put my hand over my vulva. It's hot and my hand gets wet. I'm breathing hard and then he kisses my mouth. I taste myself on him. I feel his cock on me, on my leg. It feels wet. He's excited.I grab him and I stroke him and I feel him breathing hard against me. I hear him getting ragged and I feel him twitching. He's going to cum. I want him to cum so bad. I love it when he cums. He grabs my hand and pulls it away and I feel his cock throbbing hard against me. He was close.He kisses at my neck and under my chin and then he climbs on top of me and I feel him moving his cock over my pussy. He's going to fuck me. I know I'm probably not going to cum again but I don't care. I feel good.He slides in easily and he pauses and he grunts. I smile. I feel good to him and I know it right now. I tighten my muscles around him and I feel him respond by pushing deeper into me. He slowly starts pulling in and out of me. It feels so good. He says, "You're so wet." I simultaneously feel sexy and self-conscious. Odd feeling. I push it aside. There's a cock in me. Focus on that, I think.He starts stroking into me. It feels good, but I'm not going to cum. I don't try to. I push up to meet him, my breathing matching his. He tenses and lets out a loud grunt. It sounds like he's hurt but I know better. I feel his cock moving though his body is still. He collapses on me, exhausted. I can't breathe very well. I'm squished. I like it. He finally moves off of me and rolls over.I reach down to the floor and find a shirt and press it between my legs, not wanting to mess the sheets. I lay there listening to his breathing, feeling loved, feeling needed, feeling happy. His breathing slows and becomes regular. He's sleeping. I love him. I reach out and I touch him. I'm not tired. I get up, put on my clothes again, and go back out and play my game some more. Routine.END

algonquin1.txt

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Part OneThursday, August 9th"Hello, the Miller residence.""Yes, this is Jon.""Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.""We have to cancel the trip? After planning this for a year?""I'm sorry to hear about your wife's mother."I hung up the phone. "Shit!" Our Venturer Crew has been planning this wilderness canoe trip to Algonquin Provincial Park in Ontario for a year. I picked up the phone to call Justin Baer, my best friend and leader of our crew for the trip."Hello.""Justin, this is Jon. Did you hear? Mrs. Ritter's mother died this morning. Our trip to Canada is cancelled. Mr. & Mrs. Ritter have to stay for the funeral and take care of her things. This sucks! We have to have a male and a female adult to go on the trip. There isn't any way we can find people to take their place on Thursday night when we are supposed to leave on Saturday morning.""Yeah, I just got the call too. Hang on a bit. Venturer Crew 312 isn't stopped this easily. My dad has an idea, so just cool it a little. I'll call you back after my dad makes a few calls."I hung up the phone and sat down on the sofa. Almost immediately, the phone rang. "Hello.""Jon, its Amy. Did you hear?""Yes, Justin and I were just talking about it. Why don't you come over? Mom went shopping today and bought some Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream. We can drown our sorrows in some ice cream.""OK, I'll see you in a couple minutes. Bye.""See you soon," I replied.Two minutes later Amy knocked at the door. "Come on in." Amy Holt has lived two doors down the street since she and her family moved to Paradise, Pa. eight years ago. We played together when we were kids. We share classes together at school. We can talk about almost anything. She is my oldest friend.We headed straight to the kitchen. I grabbed two bowls, two spoons, a dipper and the ice cream as Amy sat down at the kitchen table the way we have done a thousand times before. I scooped up two big bowls of ice cream and handed one to Amy."After reading about the Algonquin lakes and forests for a year, after studying the maps of canoe routes, lakes, portages and campsites, we can't go! It's just not fair," I whined."I know. But what can we do about it?" she replied reasonably."I know, but this sucks. I do feel bad for Mrs. Ritter. I can't imagine how I would feel if anything happened to my parents." We quietly ate our ice cream for a few minutes.I asked "How was your date with Fred last week?""It was horrible! Fred is an asshole. I broke up with him that night. His hands were everywhere at the movies. I don't know why I ever liked him.""Well, I'll listen. You helped me so much two months ago when I broke up with that witch, Wendy. I can't believe the things she said about me after we broke up.""Jon, you were out of line when you tried to finger her after you slid your hand into her pants at the movies.""I know, but I thought she wanted to go further than making out. Boy was I wrong. She dumped her soda in my lap and walked out. I have never been so embarrassed. But she still shouldn't have said those..."The phone rang. "...things about me." I continued. I hopped up to answer the phone. "Hello, the Miller residence.""Heh, Jon. This is Justin. Great news. My dad convinced my older brother Joe and his fiancé Barb to take us on the Algonquin trip.""Your kidding! Does Joe know what he is getting into?""Oh, yeah. Joe was one of the first members of Crew 312 ten years ago, back when it was called Explorers instead of Venturers." He was there when Mr. & Mrs. Ritter started the post. He went on the first Algonquin canoe trip. He'll be fine.""How can he get time off from his job?" I inquired." Joe is a school teacher. So is Barb, or at least she will be when school starts this year. She just graduated from college this spring. She hasn't actually taught school yet. Joe and Barb don't have to report to school for another three weeks, so they have time to go along with us.""Cool. I'll tell Amy. She is jumping up and down beside me with a great big smile on her face.""Great. I'll call Will and Katie.""Should I call Mr. Ritter to make sure he is OK with this?" I asked."No, my dad already did that. Get packed dude. We're going to the wilderness! See you tomorrow." Justin said before he hung up."Man, I can't be believe it! We going again." I said as I gave Amy a bear hug. Her tits squished against my chest. 'When did she get those', I thought. My cock started to stir. Just what I needed."Heh, I've got packing to do. I'll see you later, Jon. Thanks for the ice cream." she said as she breezed out the back door.I went upstairs to continue packing my gear. A couple hours later, after watching some TV, I headed to bed. Amy was still on my mind. She is 5'6" tall. She has shoulder length blonde hair. She was developing curves in all the right places. The feel of her tits against my chest wouldn't go away. 'What am I thinking! She's my friend, not my girlfriend. I don't want to screw that up.'My cock grew in size. It felt as hard as steel. I grabbed my bottle of hand lotion and spread some on my cock. I began to rub the head slowly. I picked up the pace and stroked my 6 and a half inch rod harder and faster. I tried to imagine what Amy's breasts looked like. The head of my cock turned a reddish purple. I exploded. Cum flew half way up my chest. Each spurt traveled a little less distance. The last couple of spurts merely dribbled out. I grabbed some Kleenex to clean up the mess. I rolled over and fell asleep.***Friday, August 10thMom yelled, "Jon, get up! It's after 10 o'clock.""Yeah, I'm getting up, Mom." I took a shower, ate breakfast, and watched TV for most of the morning. After lunch I checked over the list of things to pack. For the third time. This day was way too long. I walked down to the hardware store to get extra batteries for my Gameboy and my MP3 player. I would need something to do during the twelve hours of riding that it takes to get from Lancaster County, Pa. to Algonquin Provincial Park in Canada.I've heard all the jokes already. 'Paradise is between Bird-In-Hand and Intercourse.' Living in the Amish country is cool, but I get tired of the all the tourists coming through. I'm happy to live here, but two weeks in the wilderness will be great. I won't have to deal with traffic, tourists, nosey little sisters or constant questions from my parents. This trip is going to be great.After dinner, I watched a little more TV and then surfed the internet for awhile. I wasn't going to see anything like this for the two weeks. I went to my room around ten o'clock.I pulled my Penthouse out from under my mattress. I studied the centerfold for awhile. I read a few of the letters. I thought about what Justin told me a couple months ago. He was having sex with his girlfriend, Sherry Jones. Man, was he lucky to have found a great girl like her. My cock rose as usual. I slathered hand lotion on my dick. I stroked slowly. Amy's breasts kept coming to my head. 'Stop it! We're just friends!' Man those tits look luscious. 'No!' I stroked my cock faster. My gut started to tingle. Then I exploded. 'I've got to stop thinking about my best friend this way,' I thought as I cleaned up the cum.I fell into a fitful sleep. I think I woke up nearly every hour. I was way too excited about the trip to Canada.***Saturday, August 11thThe alarm finally rang at 5 am. I jumped up and got a quick shower. Dad was up already. He had to take me down to the church where we were to meet for the trip. I threw my duffle bag into the back of the car and jumped in front with dad.It only took five minutes to get to the church parking lot. Justin, Amy and Will were there already. Justin's older brother Joe pulled in right behind us. I guess the lady in the van with Joe was his fiancé. Sherry arrived a couple minutes later. It was 6 am. Where was Katie? Her dad was always late. He probably was late for his own wedding!. At ten after six, the Landis family finally pulled into the parking lot.Justin called everyone together by the twelve passenger van. Mr. Ritter rented the van so we could all fit in one vehicle for the trip up. Justin introduced Joe to Will, Amy and Katie. I had met Joe before. Then he introduced Joe's fiancé, Barb Williams. Barb was 22 years old. She had long brunette hair tied in a pony tail. She looked great. She was about 5'-8". I could see why Joe fell for her. If only I was a little older.Justin's voice brought me back to reality. "Barb, I'd like to introduce you to Jon Miller. Jon is the quartermaster for our crew. He is responsible for keeping track of all our food and equipment." I nodded in response. "This is Will Henry. He just joined Crew 312. This is his first high adventure trip." Will shook hands with Barb. She looked over the fourteen year old boy. Will is tall for a boy who would soon start ninth grade, but quite thin."This is Amy Holt. Amy this is my brother Joe's fiancé, Barb Williams." Justin said."Nice to meet to meet you." Amy replied."This is Katie Landis." Justin said as he indicated the 5'5" blonde.Katie shook Barb's hand and said "Hi." Justin continued on, "Katie is turning fifteen while we are on the trip." Justin turned to the group. "Well, lets get loaded up gang and get out of here."Everyone grabbed their packs or duffle bags and threw them in the back of the van. We loaded up. Justin Will and I grabbed seats in the back. Amy, Sherry and Katie sat in the middle. Barb sat up front with Joe. The moms in the parking lot waved good-bye as we pulled out of the parking lot.The early departure time and lack of sleep soon caught up with all of us. I probably slept about an hour. I woke up as we were crossing the Susquehanna River north of Harrisburg. I grabbed a book and my MP3 player. Time moved slowly. I glanced out the window occasionally. We continued following along the Susquehanna for hours. We passed the "Home of the Little League World Series" sign as we passed through Williamsport. After that all you saw were trees. Lots of trees. I dozed off again. I woke up in New York state. We passed one small town after another with farms in between the towns. We stopped at a McDonalds for lunch. Joe and Barb traded places and Barb took a turn at driving. We finally arrived at the state park where we camped for the night. After dinner at a restaurant in Niagara Falls, we returned to camp. The guys hung out at the picnic table in our campsite playing cards until dark.I shared a tent with Justin that night. "Dude, it's too hot." Justin said as he stripped off his t-shirt and shorts. "No way I can sleep in a sleeping bag tonight." He laid out bare naked."Uh... yeah." I replied to Justin. I stripped off my t-shirt. I laid down in my boxers. I looked over at Justin. He is 6'-1" tall. He made starting tailback as a sophomore. He is the star on our high school football team. I wished my muscles stood out the way his do. With his blond hair and blue eyes, he could have any girl in the school. He chose Sherry Jones, the prettiest cheerleader on the school. "Justin, have you and Sherry done 'it'?", I asked."Yes.""How did you convince Sherry to have sex?" I asked.He answered, "It's a long story. I'll tell you about it some other time. I need to get some sleep."I stared at Justin as he began to snore quietly. His cock was lying on his belly. It didn't look any different from mine, except maybe a little bigger. But it had been inside a girl. Where did they do it? How does it feel? How did Justin convince Sherry to try it? The questions just kept turning around in my head as I fell asleep.***Sunday, August 12thNext morning, Joe shook the tent and called "Wake up, we need to get on the road. I want to get to the outfitters before lunch. Ten minutes later all eight of us had our bags packed and loaded in the van. Joe took the first shift driving today.The border crossing was uneventful. The guard looked at our IDs for a few seconds and then waved us through. I guess a van load of Venturer Scouts doesn't look too threatening. The next two hours of driving were on expressways. At the north side of Toronto, we turned north onto a smaller two lane highway. Houses and businesses were becoming further apart. Soon we passed one lake after another. I wondered if Algonquin would look like this?Around 11:30 we pulled off the road into the parking lot of the outfitters. Racks of canoes stood beside trailers full of canoes. The store was rustic looking. Small cabins lined the road between the parking lot and the lake. Every where you looked there are pine trees and more pine trees. Joe had us wait in the van while he and Barb went inside to check in with the owner.When Joe and Barb came back he told us that the outfitter was getting our gear and food ready right now. We were going to go out for lunch to a local restaurant while they finished getting our food and gear.After lunch the owner came out to talk with our group. He assigned us two cabins. He also introduced us to Holly. She was going take care of outfitting us today. The girls would share one cabin while the guys stayed in the other. We moved our bags into our cabins and then went inside the store. Holly directed us to a back room. The walls were lined with shelves full of food, tents, sleeping bags, pot, pans, stove and other equipment. Four tables stood in the middle of the room. One of them was piled high with food and gear.Holly asked us to gather around that table. "Here is your equipment and food for the next eight days. I will go over the menu. If you want any changes, let me know. We can make substitutions if you want them." After Holly completed her talk, we stood and looked at each other.Justin finally said, "Grab the eight Duluth packs under the table. Put everything in the packs. Don't worry about how it's packed right now, we'll repack back at our cabins."We picked up the packs. These things had to weigh 60 pounds! I could barely get mine off the ground. Sherry managed to get hers on her back, but Amy and Katie couldn't even left the packs. Will and I helped the girls get their packs on. Then we picked up our packs. We all wobbled back to our cabins.We spent half of the afternoon repacking our packs. Justin announced, "Jon will canoe with Amy. Will canoes with Katie. Sherry will be with me. Joe and Barb will be together, of course. The guys will take the stern position in the canoe, the girls the bow. Each canoe will have one pack for personal gear. Pack light. A couple swim suits, three t-shirts, a sweat shirt, long pants and a poncho are all you need."Amy and I pulled an empty pack over to the table. We packed our personal gear in trash bags and stuffed them in with the sleeping bags and Therm-o-rest mattresses that the outfitter gave us.As we packed Amy said, "I'm glad I am canoeing with you Jon. I know you'll take good care of us.""Thanks. I wouldn't want to be with anyone else either." I replied.The bread, the crackers and any other food that could be crushed were put in a small waterproof barrel. The barrel then went in a pack, along with a mattresses to provide some padding for whoever had to carry the barrel. The rest of food and equipment was split up among the other three packs.We finished all of the packing around 3:30 in the afternoon. "Let's go swimming!" Justin yells. We all dashed for our cabins. The guys were changed and back out in no time. Justin ran for the dock and dove in. I followed right behind him. Will was two steps behind me. The girls came out a few minutes later. All three were wearing bikinis."Dude, I don't know how I am going to keep my hands off Sherry this week. She is the most beautiful woman in the world." Justin exclaimed."Amy looks great too." I replied.Will just stood there in the water staring at Katie. "Dude, stop staring." Justin whispered to Will."Uh... yeah, sorry. I didn't know someone who hasn't even started high school could look that good." Will stammered. He didn't stop staring.When the girls got in the water we all started splashing, talking, joking and dunking each other. The afternoon passed quickly. I noticed that Joe and Barb were no where to be seen. As we climbed out of the lake, I noticed Joe and Barb come out of the woods. They walked up along the edge of the lake to our cabins holding hands. We changed, and then went out to the local restaurant for dinner. After dinner, the outfitter let us borrow three of his canoes to practice on the lake. Justin, Will and I had learned to canoe at Boy Scout camp, so we had no problems handling the canoes. Surprisingly, Sherry, Amy and Katie were good at paddling, knew what a sweep and a draw stroke was. They handled themselves very well in the canoes."Amy, where did you learn to canoe?" I asked."Same as you. Girl Scouts do more than make pot holders. We learned at camp.""Sorry, I didn't know. I think we'll make a great team out on the lakes." I answered.As dusk approached, we paddled for the shore. After the canoes were put away, Sherry, Amy and Katie went to their cabin. Justin Will and I went back to ours. Will and I stripped down to our boxers as we get ready for bed. Justin took everything off like last night. "Man, don't you get cold sleeping naked?" I asked Justin."No, it feels great. You should try it.""Well, I guess." I replied as I slowly stripped off my boxers.Justin looked at Will and asked "Will, do you want to join us?" "Ummm... No, I don't think so. I'm f-fine.""Heh, Jon. What happened between you and Wendy near the end of school?" Justin inquired.I cleared my throat and started, "It's a long story. I guess we have time. I took Wendy to the movies the Friday night of Memorial Day weekend. The movie sucked, but Wendy and I started kissing. While we were Frenching, I felt up her tits. After a couple of minutes, she said 'Wait a second.' She reached around the back of her shirt and took her bra off and stuffed it in her bag. 'That should feel better.' I rubbed and squeezed her breasts through her t-shirt. It felt much better to me. I thought it must have felt better to Wendy too, from the way she was moaning. I reached up under her shirt and squeezed a bare breast for the first time. I loved it. I kept rubbing and squeezing gently while we French kissed some more. After about ten minutes of this, I decided to try for third base. I moved my hand down and rubbed her tummy. She cooed, 'Don't stop.' I slid my hand into her pants to try to rub her cunt lips. Her eyes just about popped out of her head when my hand went in her pants. She jumped up, slapped my face, dumped her soda in my lap and stormed out.""Boy did you misread her." Justin offered."Yeah. She hasn't said one word to me since that night. She has been bad mouthing me ever since." I answered."I know. It's harsh.""Heh, Justin, where is Joe?" I asked."I would guess he and Barb took a quote 'walk' unquote." Justin said as he motioned to indicate quotation marks around the word walk. "Barb has been gone for the past month on vacation with her parents. She only got back three days ago. I think they are looking for a quiet place to make up for a month of lost time making love.""When are they getting married?" I asked."The wedding is in ten weeks." Justin answered."Justin, can you tell me how you got Sherry to go steady with you." I asked."Well we started dating right after we started tenth grade last year. I didn't do anything special to get her to date me, I just asked. Things just felt natural with her from the first date. I used to have trouble talking with girls, but things just felt natural with Sherry. I can talk to her about anything. We dated occasionally all fall. We didn't have much free time during football season. In December, when football was over, we started to get together after school to study. At least that's what we told our parents. We spent most afternoons making out. By the end of the year, we would get home from school, strip down to our short and panties. A couple days before Christmas, she gave me the best present ever. She gave me a blow job.""Sherry gives blow jobs?" Will and I asked in unison. I looked over at Will. His boxers were starting to tent. My cock was getting stiff too."She wasn't very good to start with. But with a little coaching, she started to give great head." Justin reached down and rubbed his boner. "This is really getting to me."I asked, "When did you have sex the first time?"Will's eyes opened wide, "You and Sherry have sex?""Yes, now if you will be quiet, I will tell you about it. Do you remember the New Years Party that Sam threw? We spent half of the party making out on the sofa. Sherry kept getting hotter and hotter. I had my hand down her pants and was rubbing her clitoris."Will looked confused, "Her what?""Her clitoris, her clit. It's a little bump at the top of her cunt lips. It drives girls crazy when you rub or lick it. Be gentle. They don't like you to be rough with it. Anyway, continuing the story of that night; I rubbed her clit for a minute, then dipped down and rubbed along her cunt lips. I kept doing this. She got wetter and wetter. Next I pushed my finger into her cunt and rubbed her clit with my thumb. Her cunt gripped and spasmed on my finger as Sherry shuddered and moaned. I rubbed her clit for a minute, then dipped down and rubbed along her cunt lips. I kept doing this. She got wetter and wetter. Next I pushed my finger into her cunt and rubbed her clit with my thumb. Her cunt gripped and spasmed on my finger as Sherry shuddered and moaned. I didn't understand at first, but she told me that I had just given her an orgasm. I kissed her. She looked at me and said 'Let's go find a bedroom.' I followed her upstairs. No one was in Sam's little brother's room. We closed and locked the door. Sherry asked me to undress her."I reached down and rubbed my cock. It was rigid. I needed relief. I looked over at Will. His boner had slipped out the fly of his boxers. His face was crimson. He slowly rubbed his hand up and down his cock. It looked like it was about five inches long. Not too bad for a 14 year old.Justin continued on, "I slipped her t-shirt over her head. She unclasped her bra and dropped it on the floor. I kissed the breasts that I had grown so familiar with. Sherry said, 'Justin, I want you tonight. Make love to me.' I lost no time taking off my clothes. I laid Sherry down on the bed. I lay on top of Sherry. As I kissed her I rubbed my cock along her pussy lips. She said, 'Put it in now, please do it!' So I took my cock in hand and moved the tip to Sherry's cunt. Then I..."Justin paused when he heard the sound of someone walking up to our cabin. The door opened and Joe walked in."Damn, Joe. You have bad timing!"Joe looked around the cabin at Justin, Will and I. "Yeah, I guess my timing could have been better. Don't stop on my account. Keep jerking off. I'm as horny as the next guy."Justin objected, "Heh, we weren't jerking off. I was telling Jon and Will about the first time I had sex with Sherry." "Well it sure looks like you should be jerking off. You guys need some relief."Will and I didn't need any further encouragement. I stroked my prick like crazy. Will and Justin joined in. Soon all three of us shot our cum all over our chests.Drained, we fell asleep.***Monday, August 13thI woke up and looked around. It was starting to get light. I needed to piss. I put my shorts on, grabbed my shower stuff and headed out to the bath house. I met Amy as I was walking there."Good Morning" she said when she saw me. She was wearing an old t-shirt that was a little too tight. Between the cold morning air and the tight t-shirt her nipples were trying to poke through.I mumbled "Hi" as I walked by. My cock started to rise again. I walked in the Men's side as she walked in the Women's.I pissed and jumped in the shower. I let the warm water cascade over my body as I thought, 'I've always considered Amy to be a friend and confidant, but not a girlfriend. Maybe I have this wrong. She is gorgeous, smart, and easy to talk to. Why shouldn't we go out?'I thought some more about those gorgeous tits and the way her nipples stuck out this morning. My cock rose. I soaped it up and started to jerk again. Soon my cum was splattered all over the wall of the shower.When I left the bath house, it was light outside. When I got in my cabin, I saw that Joe was up too. Joe looked up and saw me. He said, "I'm going to get a shower. Wake Justin and Will up. We leave at 7:30, about an hour from now."I woke up the other guys and we did our morning routine. At 7:30 the owner showed up to wish us luck on our trip. We loaded up in our van and took off for our adventure.About an hour later we turned off Route 64 onto a dirt road where the sign said "Opeongo Store 2 km". 15 minutes later we pulled into the lower parking lot at the Opeongo entrance point. Our group trooped over to the store, where we got canoes, paddles and life jackets. Joe went into the Ranger's station to pay our park fees and check us in.I looked around at the lake. We were on a small bay at the south end of the lake. The far shore was lined with pine trees. The hillside rose quickly out of the water. It looked to be 150 to 200 feet high. I knew from looking at the map that Opeongo Lake is huge. While Joe got the permits, the rest of us moved the canoes down to the 200 foot long dock. We put our packs down on the dock by our canoes. Each canoe would carry two packs and two people.When Joe returned, we launched and loaded our canoes. Justin and Sherry took the lead as we left the docks. Amy and I followed right behind them. Will and Katie followed me and Joe and Barb took up the rear.When we rounded the first point, the view ahead nearly took my breath away. The lake extended to the north as far as I could see. An island was right in front of us. Peninsula after peninsula jutted out into the lake on our left. The lake shore on the right receded away from us and disappeared behind the island. Along the shore in places you could see fluorescent orange signs that marked campsites.After an hour of paddling we passed a Windy Point. The lake opened up and extended a mile and half to the east. As soon as we passed the point, the wind picked up and waves started to bounce our canoes around. We turned into the wind so the canoes would ride steadier.Amy looked back at me, "Are you sure this is safe?" As she said that, a particularly large wave rolled by and lapped over the gunwale of the canoe, dumping a gallon or two of water in the bottom of the canoe. "Sweep on the right side, NOW!" I yelled. "I need you to help hold the canoe into the wind." I stroked as hard as I could. Together we could just manage to make headway into the wind. After a couple minutes, I started to get used to the waves."Amy, are you OK?" I asked."Yes, I guess so. That first wave really scared me." She replied."I know. We should do OK as long as you dig in on each stroke."I looked around at the other canoes. Everyone seemed to have mastered canoeing in 12 to 18 inch waves. I took us 20 minutes to cross the open stretch of the lake. Justin's canoe veered off towards the nearest island as we approached. He yelled, "Head in over here. We can get some shelter from the wind and have lunch."I pulled into the rocky beach right behind Justin and Sherry. Will, Katie, Joe and Barb followed us in. "Jon, where did you pack the lunch?" Justin asked."Hang on a sec, I have it in this pack." I answered as I dug through the pack looking for the bag with our lunch. I handed out the sandwiches, dried apricots and cookies to each person."I never expected waves like those." Amy said.Will looked at her and said, "It's the fetch of the lake. The longer the open water that the wind acts on, the larger the waves. With a 20 mile an hour wind and a 1.5 miles fetch of water, the formula for calculating wave heights says that they should be around 15" high. That seems to be about what we saw."Everyone looked at Will in shock. Katie asked, "Where did you learn that?""In one of my science books back home." Will answered, glowing a little bit from the recognition."I guess we'll just have to call you the 'Professor' from now on." Justin offered.Everyone talked quietly as we finished lunch. Joe and Justin pulled a map out and studied it a little. After a couple minutes, Justin looked up at the group and announced, "It looks like we have about four miles to go in the North Arm of Opeongo Lake. Let's get going. We probably have another two hours of canoeing."We stowed out trash and hopped back into the canoes. Justin led the way out into the North Arm. Either the wind had settled down a little, or the North Arm was more sheltered. Paddling was much easier now.Time passed quickly as we paddled north. There were two or three islands in the middle of the lake. The lake narrowed as we went north. The north end of the lake was in sight when Justin motioned for us to follow him towards a campsite on a small peninsula. We beached the canoes on the south side of the peninsula.Joe called everyone together. "When we come in to a campsite, we need to investigate it before we unload our gear. Take a quick look around. We need to find the campfire area, latrine and space for our four tents. Check the ground out. Is it flat, rocky or hilly? Spread out in pairs with your canoe partner. Come back here in five minutes.Amy and I headed to the east. The campfire pit was easy to find. It was right in the middle of the clearing on the peninsula. We kept going. The area was fairly flat and covered with pine needles. We followed a trail to the east, but all it did was lead to another adjoining campsite. Amy and I turned around and returned to the canoes. Justin and Sherry were already there with Joe and Barb. Will and Katie came back right after us."Well, how does this campsite look?" Joe asked.Justin said, "The campfire pit looks like it is in good condition. Sherry and I found the latrine back in the woods.""Amy and I found plenty of good places to pitch our tents. No rocks and the ground is pretty flat." I offered.Katie added, "I think this is a good campsite."Justin took charge. "Everyone seems to agree. We stay here tonight. Unload your gear and move all the packs up to the fire pit. Unload all the food, tents and crew gear in your packs. Jon, your job is to get this gear organized so we can find everything."Everyone grabbed a pack. Amy tried to lift the pack up, but couldn't get it on her back. I helped her lift it up and get started up the beach into the campsite.When our crew was assembled at the fire pit, Justin started giving orders. "I need everyone to help put up the dining fly. We'll put it up over here."The group quickly put the fly up the way we were taught in the spring shakedown training weekend. No one noticed, while we put the fly up, Joe and Barb started putting a tent up for themselves on the other side of the campsite.When Justin noticed, he yelled at his brother, "What the hell! Mr. Ritter said the guys share two tents and the girls share the other two. What are you doing?""Heh, bro. I haven't had any time with Barb for over a month. Mr. Ritter isn't here. You dragged me into this trip. Barb and I will sleep where we want." Joe answered."What the hell are the rest of us supposed to do?" Justin yelled."I don't care. Stay with Sherry. It's fine with me." Joe yelled back.Sherry's eyes twinkled a little. "That's alright with me."The light finally dawned on Justin. "I guess I can do that." trying to maintain his outrage at his brother.I looked at Will, "I guess it's you and me.""That's cool," Will answered.Everyone grabbed a tent and scattered to find a nice spot to pitch their tent. Will and I pitched our tent in a small clearing about ten feet from Justin and Sherry's tent. Katie and Amy set their tent up on the other side of the campsite near Joe and Barb.When all the tents are set up Justin called the group together. "Will and Katie, I want you to collect firewood for tonight. Jon and Amy find a tall leaning tree or two tall trees with strong branches. I want you to put the rope up for our bear bags. Sherry and I will clean out the fire pit and get water for dinner. Let's go everyone, get to work."As Amy and I walked through the woods she said, "Thanks for calming me down out there when the waves were tossing us around. You are a true friend." She leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek. The butterflies started to flutter in my stomach.We found a tall birch tree that that had been blown over in a storm. It was leaning on another tree. After a few tries, I managed to get the rope over a branch about 20 feet above the ground. Amy and I walked back to our campsite.Will and Katie had been busy. They had a large stack of birch and pine branches piled near the fire. Justin and Sherry had our water bags filled and hanging in a pine tree near the middle of camp. They had the campfire blazing."Will and Katie, you are cooks and cleanup crew for dinner tonight." Justin announced. "Jon, get the food out for tonight's meal.I dug through the pile of food and found the Day 1 meal bag. It had steaks, potatoes and a pre-made carrot cake. I turned the food over to Will and Katie.Everyone sat on the logs that surrounded the fire pit and watched as Will grilled the steaks. The potatoes were wrapped in foil and thrown in the coals at the bottom of the fire. Katie fed sticks into the fire to keep it going.Soon were sat down to enjoy our feast. When the last of the cake was gone, Joe asked for everyone's attention. "We need to get organized for tomorrow. We are about a ten minute paddle for our first portage. The one that will take us to Proulx Lake. This is going to be one of our longer portages, about 1450 meters, and since it is the beginning of the trip, our packs will feel like they weigh a ton. Who is going to carry what?" Joe looked over at Justin.Justin scratched his head and said, "Well there are 8 of us, we have 8 packs and 4 canoes. We also have life jackets and paddles to carry too. Could the guys carry one of the packs and a canoe?""I can barely carry a pack by itself. I can't carry a canoe and pack too," I stated."What if the guys make two trips?" Justin wondered.Will spoke up, "Hold it, I have it." Everyone looked over a Will. He usually was so quiet."It's a simple matter of logic. We have twelve things to carry. There are eight of us. Each person makes one and a half trips on the portage."Justin looked confused. "How will that work. We have to end up at the end of the portage, not the middle.""No problem, the guys each take a canoe across the whole portage to Proulx Lake. The girls take the first four packs half way across the portage and drop them off. Then they go back for the second set of packs. Meanwhile, the guys go back to middle of the portage and pick up the first set of packs. If we do it right, we all end up at Proulx Lake with all our gear at the same time. I figure that if we walk at two miles an hour, we should be able to cross the portage once in about 20-25 minutes. If the girls drop their packs after walking 11 or 12 minutes, that should put the first set of packs in the middle of the portage," Will explained.Katie smiled and said, "Wow, that's perfect Will. How did you figure that out so fast?"Will blushed a little and answered, "I don't know, I'm just good at Math."Justin spoke up, "Well that's settled. Everyone get your toothpaste, soap, chap stick and anything else you have that smells good. Jon, load the food in a couple Duluth packs. We need to hang the bear bags before dark."Amy asked, "Do they really have bears here?"Joe answered, "Didn't you see the tree on the edge of the campsite? A bear has been clawing the tree bark. We definitely have bears in the area, but I doubt we will see them. Mr. Ritter has been here four times and never saw a bear. If we are careful, the bears shouldn't bother us."We grabbed the three packs of food and gear and carried them to the bear rope Amy and I set up earlier. It took everyone's help, but we managed to hoist the packs about 15 feet into the air.Everyone headed back to camp and their tents. It was only 8:30 in the evening but it was starting to get dark. I pulled a clean t-shirt and a pair of boxers from my bag and climbed in the tent. Will was already in there. I pulled down my swim suit and stowed it in a trash bag. Next I took off today's shirt and stuffed it in the trash bag. I put the bag and my shoes outside the tent under the overhang. As I prepared for bed, Will went through the same process.Will looked over at me. "Do you want to sleep in the nude like last night?""Yeah, I guess. It felt pretty good last night," I answered.We lay down on top of our sleeping bags. We lay there quietly for a few minutes. A bird called. I asked, "What is that?"Will said, "That is a loon." We listened to the loons call back and forth for a few minutes. Then we heard a wolf howl in the distance. After the wolf howled a second time, we could heard the pack answer the first wolf. They called back and forth for a few minutes before stillness returned. "Ooohhhh... Ooooohhhh!" "Shhhh, they might hear us." It sounded like the noises were coming from Justin and Sherry's tent."Ooohhh... keep going Justin!""Are you ready? I'm going to put it in." Justin whispered."Ummmm... That's the spot. Keep going..."My cock sprang up immediately. Will whispered to me, "I think Justin and Sherry are having sex." I reached down and started to rub up and down on my cock."Ooohhhh... Ooohhhhh..."Will peeked out of the tent. "They're really doing it! The tent sides are billowing in and out and the tent is shaking. I can't believe it."I kept stroking my cock. "Will, have you ever had a girlfriend?"In the dim light I could see Will has stroking his cock too. "No. Right now I wish I did. Every time I try to talk to a girl, everything in my head disappears. I'll never find a girl."I rubbed the back of my penis just below the head. I loved that feeling. "Will, is there anyone you have your eye on?""I think Katie is great. But she's too pretty to go out with someone like me.""Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Justin... keeeeppp... going..."I started stroking faster. "Will, this trip is a perfect time for Katie to get to know you. Don't put yourself down. You look good. Any girl would be lucky to get you as a boyfriend.""I"MMMM CUMMING!!!!""Shhhhh... I don't want Jon and Will to hear us." Justin whispered."Sorry. It just feels soooo goooood..."I could see Will stroking faster. Suddenly he jerked and sighed. I think he came. I was close too. Suddenly my cum erupted. It splattered all over my chest. I reached over and grabbed the small roll of toilet paper to clean up."Justin, that was great. I'm glad Joe and Barb are staying together so we can share a tent. We can do this every night for the week." "I know. I love you Sherry. Good night, my love."I was feeling wicked. "Good night Justin. Good night Sherry.""They heard us!" Sherry exclaimed.Will chimed in, "Good night Justin. Sleep well Sherry."We heard Justin sigh, "Good night guys. I hope you enjoyed the show.""We certainly did." Will answered.I rolled over and fell asleep.***End of Part OneYou can send comments to douglas_fox482@yahoo.com ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 36

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Chapter 1: The PlanThe plan for Jurasex Park was twenty years in the making. Billionaire industrialist, Jura Belcrast III, believed in a society, where men could have sex, and maybe even fall in love, with girls, as long as the girls had reached puberty, no matter what age they might be. He had long been a fan of the book and movie versions of Lolita, and didn't understand why every society, had a taboo against man/girl sex. There being no such society, Jura decided to establish one which would mirror his philosophy. In order to share and spread his philosophy, he created a theme park, where men could come and have sex with young girls, in a variety of fantasy situations. His first step was to find a location. He chose an island off the coast of South America. It had perfect weather, year around and was close to his home country, USA. More importantly, however, he was able to purchase it as a sovereign nation, meaning it was free from the rules of any other governing body. Next came construction. An air and sea port were first, which allowed him to bring in people and construction supplies. In order to raise and train the personnel, later to be known as "cast members" necessary for the park, the next area to be constructed was the Nursery, Living and Training Center or NLTC.Early on in the planning, Jura Belcrast III felt it would be better to raise and train the girls from infants rather than to take existing girls from society and try to reshape their attitudes. He wanted his girls to all share in the singular philosophy, that love and sex between men and girls was totally natural. He made the arbitrary decision, that the active park "cast members" should be between ten and sixteen years old and that they all needed to have reached puberty.He decided, to use his vast influence and wealth, to purchase all the girls he needed through adoption, and/or paying women to produce female children. Genetic screening was used to ensure all of the girls met certain standards of appearance. (Before you get all moralistic, realize this was a win/win for all involved. Many of the girls were from unwanted pregnancies and all mothers were handsomely rewarded.) By nature, this operation would take between to ten to sixteen years before it would be ready. The Nursery, Living and Training Center or NLTC, was the largest complex on the island and obviously one of the most important facilities. Female babies were brought to the nursery as early as three days old and were raised by an elite group of caretakers. (It would be good to explain now, that all of the employees, caretakers, nurses, teachers, cooks, sex trainers - everyone were females. It was Jura Belcrast's feeling, that men employees would be too tempted by the number of uninhibited girls, and that they would corrupt the process.) All of these female workers were extensively trained in the Jurasex philosophy. All of them ate, slept, and breathed Jura's philosophy of the beauty of all female/male love/sex, no matter what the age. The living area could only be described as luxurious - like a five star resort. There were pools, spas, dining halls, large, communal sleeping/living areas, where girls of the same age would dwell. Girls were groomed and pampered for one purpose only - to please the male guests of JuraSex Park.Girls became "cast members" only after they reached puberty, about age ten. (When they reached the end of their sixteenth year, the girls were given the choice to stay on as non-cast workers or given training and finances to integrate into the rest of the world. Most chose to stay on.)All of the girls received a traditional education at the NLTC. For their sex education and training, they attended the JuraSex Park SexSchool. This will be described later in detail.Once the NLTC was up and running, construction of the park itself took place. It was a typical theme park design, with an Arrival/Orientation Center in the middle and the various Areas for the experiences, arranged along spokes around this middle. As was with other theme parks, room was set aside to allow for future expansion.Here are the areas, as described on the web site:Area 1: Arrival/Orientation CenterDescription: Keeping with the concept of an island, the Arrival/Orientation Center is a designed as a Tropical Village. A tall grass roofed Lodge, for registration, stands in the center with smaller grass huts surrounding it. The smaller huts contain a Restaurant, Bar, the Medical Center, Orientation Training Room, a Gift Shop and Guest Transition Huts. There is also a Spa and Fitness Center, Golf Course, Tennis Courts, and the JuraSex Park Strip Club, for guests having time to kill before and between park experiences. Experience: Guests are shuttled here first from the JuraSex Park airport. After registering and receiving complimentary drinks, at the Main Lodge, guests are taken to the Medical Hut and given a final scan for STD's. (Guests were pre scanned for STD's before acceptance but this is a final precaution.) Guests are also given a supply of JuraSex Park's specially formulated Super Viagra, which affords a guest to have up to twelve erections and ejaculations per day. The next stop is the Orientation Hut, where the orientation video is required to be viewed by all guests. Guests may then spend time at the Restaurant, Bar, Gift Shop, JuraSex Park Strip Club or participating in any of the available recreational activities before or between their experiences. Guests at the Arrival/Orientation Center, are housed in their own Transition Hut, which is used for staying in between experiences. There they leave all cell phones, money and personal belongings behind, change into the clothing appropriate for their Area, and await a tram to the experience of their choice. Notes:Off duty cast members and others, working at all areas of the Orientation Center, including the Spa, JuraSex Bar, and JuraSex Park Strip Club, are available for guests wanting to hook up for sex during transition periods, between experiences. Just make individual arrangements with them. No additional fees are charged for this. Area 2: The Blue LagoonDescription: The Blue Lagoon is a tropical paradise, representing innocence and a girl's first experience with sex. Set around a clear, blue, tropical lagoon, accommodations are in individual tree houses around the lagoon. The girls are ten and eleven years old. All are virgins. Clothing is short, animal skin, jungle dresses for girls and loin cloth for men. Experience: Guests spend the first day around the lagoon, socializing and choosing the girl they most want to teach about sex. They spend the rest of the week exploring everything about sex with the girl, except intercourse. (guidelines to be provided) On day five, guests are allowed to deflower their girls and continue making love through day seven.Notes: Due to limitations in the quantity of virgins, this experience is offered on a limited basis only. In addition, it is the the most expensive of the JuraSex Park experiences. Area 3: Camp Cheerleader Description: Camp Cheerleader, is an outdoor site, consisting of a wooden performance stage, surrounded by permanent tent structures. Each tent consists of a bedroom for our guests, and a practice gym, adjacent to a six person dorm for the girls, aged twelve to sixteen.Experience: Guests will supervise a squad of six girls for the week, as they practice and improve their basic cheerleading skills. Guests don't have to know anything about cheerleading, the captain of each squad will prepare the girls. The main job will be to supervise them and provide input on how to make their routines more sexy. Notes: With advance notice, guests may custom choose any cheerleader uniform from our catalog.Area 4: JuraSex Water ParkDescription: Surrounding a large pool, are a series of water slides, a lazy river, and other water attractions. There are a number of lifeguard stations throughout the area. Guest accommodations are in spacious cabanas behind each guests' lifeguard station. Each cabana has a king size water bed. The girls vary in age from 10 to 16. There is a large dorm for the girls to sleep in but they are encouraged to spend overnight in the guests' cabanas. The only clothing allowed are one piece and bikini swimsuits. Experience: Guests will assume the role of lifeguard. They may spend as much of the day as they want, watching the girls frolic and play. As lifeguards, guests are responsible for the safety, welfare, and happiness of the girls. This is a three day experience. Notes: Pool area closes at dusk each day. Glass bottles are not allowed pool side.Area 5: Babes of ThailandDescription: Designed to look like the Streets of Bangkok, Thailand, this Area consists of a several block neon lit city street with various buildings. On the first stories, of the buildings, are the Thai Bars and Clubs. Guest accommodations are, on the second stories, in one bedroom, apartments. Clothing for the girls are cotton Moh-Hom, full sleeve blouses, Phi-Zin, ankle length skirts, and sandals. Experience: Guests roam the streets and Clubs of Bangkok, picking up the notoriously young Thai girls for their pleasure. This is a three day experience.Notes: This Area was added, due to the large number of Oriental girls available on the adoption market. Due to this large number, guests may encounter random virgins. Guests are also given US dollars, to make the experience more authentic. (Although the Baht, is the official currency of Thailand, locals prefer the US dollar.) Area 6: JuraSex Park Ballet and Gymnastics SchoolDescription: The school is designed to resemble a sports complex. In the center is a gym like facility housing a ballet studio on one side and a gymnastics center on the other. Guest rooms surround the facility. Thick gym mats are used instead of beds. Each room has a full mirrored wall, ballet rail, or various gymnastics equipment. The girls are on the younger side, between ten and twelve years old. They also tend to be slim and lean. The basic training outfit is a black, one piece, leotard and leg warmers. Performance outfits are lycra colored leotards, for gymnasts and white, cotton Tutu's, for ballet dancers. Experience: The guest assumes the role of either a Ballet or Gymnastics Trainer to one girl. The goal is to help the girl, through her training, with various body issues - stretching exercises, splits, difficult poses, sore muscles, etc. This is two day experience.Notes: All girls in this area have mastered basic skills. It is not the job of the trainer to teach, merely to care for and assist. Area 7: Sun Valley Nudist CampDescription: On the north end of Lake JuraSex, sets a little enclave known as the Sun Valley Nudist Camp. It has everything a nature lover could hope for. It includes a beach, picnic area, volleyball court, trampoline and more. Guests are housed in a single, one room, log cabin with wall to wall mattresses on the floor.Experience: Everyone in this section must be nude at all times. Girls are from ten to sixteen years old. Unlike a regular nudist camp, where public sex is prohibited, public sex is encouraged at Sun Valley. The "sleeping room", encourages both voyeurism and exhibitionism - inviting people both to look and be seen. This is a three day experience.Notes: A specialty sunscreen, developed by our JuraSex Park science team, lasts all day with just one application. Area 8: Catholic Girls Middle SchoolDescription: This is a French Provincial style boarding school building. Each guest area has an six student dorm area attached to the live-in priest's (guest) quarters. The girls are aged twelve and thirteen years old. The girls' day clothing includes plaid above-the-knee schoolgirl skirt, white cotton blouse, knee socks, saddle shoes, cotton bra, and white cotton bikini panties. Nightwear consists of plain white nighty. Experience: The guest will play the part of a live-in novice priest, to a group of six girls at the school. The live-in priest's job is to guide and consul the girls, through their day to day living at the school. Catholic school girls have a reputation for being sexually promiscuous. It will be the guest's job to help them reach their full sexual potential. This is a four day experience. Notes: Since most girls lose their virginity in Middle School, and due to the previously mentioned premium on virgins, the scientists at JuraSex Park have developed a technology they call the Faux Hymen. It is an implant that simulates a real hymen, the virgin experience for girls and the deflowering experience for guests. 90 percent of the girls in this experience will be implanted with this Faux Hymen.Area 9: The Island Of LesbosDescription: This section is on an island, in the middle of Lake JuraSex, accessible only by boat. It is made to resemble an ancient Greek Villa. The girls are all ages and everyone wears white, silk togas.Experience: This is predominately a voyeuristic experience for men. The girls can be observed, from designated areas, interacting with the other girls on the island. This is the only section of the park where women guests are allowed. Women guests, are encouraged to participate actively with all of the girls. This is a one day excursion. There are no overnight accommodations for male guests.Notes: This area was added when we noticed that not all of our girls were the heterosexuals we had trained them to be. It was also an attempt to lure women guests to the park. Each male guest, is accompanied to the island, with his own Greek Goddess Guide or "relief girl". Her job is to provide oral and manual relief, for the guest, if desired, while watching the activities in the Villa. Guests may request any aged Guide, between twelve and sixteen years old.Area 10: The Sultan's HaremDescription: This area is designed to look like a a Sultan's Palace, from 1001 Arabian Nights. Inside there is an atrium, with a clear blue pool in the center. On one side is the Harem or living quarters for about forty girls. On the other, are the Sultan's chambers, with a large, raised, round bed in the center. It is a decadent place, with Persian rugs and gold chandeliers. Fruit is served from crystal bowls, wine is consumed from gold goblets, and mild pot can be smoked from jewel encrusted hookahs. The woman wear silk, shear clothing - baggy Aladdin trousers, silk bikini tops, silk veils and silk dresses. Their bodies are adorned in jewelry.Experience: This Area provides guests with the ultimate Sultan/Harem experience - from watching the girls bathing topless in the pool by day, to choosing their favorites each night for their sexual pleasure. Here the Sultan is absolute Master. The girls are only here to please the Sultan and must do, whatever it takes. All have been schooled in the art of the Kama Sutra. This is a three day experience.Notes: The Harem girls are all of middle-eastern descent. They are darker skinned and tend to have long, wavy, black hair. As an added treat, the Sultan guest, gets the honor of deflowering a natural virgin, on his last night here.Area 11: JuraSex Park Modeling AgencyDescription: The JuraSex Park Modeling Agency, is a multistory, facility, designed to look like a Metropolitan Modeling Agency. The facility is made up of two room complexes - photo studios, with a variety of sets and outfits for the girls and guest accommodations, which are offices off of each photo studio and contain a king size bed, and full bathroom. The girls stay in a residence suite, on the top floor.Experience: Guests assume the role of fashion photographer, for the teen and preteen market. Guests will create fashion spread concepts, and then choose the girls to star in them. Guests will create the set, dress the models, and photograph the girls. This is a three day experience.Notes: As an added bonus, guests will get to keep the photos they take. Area 12: JuraSex Park High School Description: This area is designed to be a public American High School. There are classrooms with desks and the adjoining offices are the guest bedrooms. The girls are all High School aged, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, and sixteen. They wear typical teen clothing. Experience: The guest assumes the role of teacher. These girls are at the peak of their sexual desire. They sit at their desks, spread legged, flashing their panty clad pussies. They flaunt their budding breasts. They are eager, to learn all they can about sex. The highlight of High School USA, is prom night. The girls dress up in sexy high school prom dresses, and try temp their teachers into having sex with them. This is a three day experience. Notes: Student/teacher relations are encouraged here! Area 13: JuraSex Park SexSchoolDescription: JuraSex Park SexSchool, is a large school facility, surrounded by a one way glass observation area. Girls from age eight to puberty, take the basic classes. After losing their virginity, they return for the advanced curriculum. Experience: From the glassed in observation area, guests may view the day to day training of our "cast members". They will see that the girls are taught to embrace their nudity and sexuality. Guests will observe how the girls are taught from both video and live action demonstrations of sexual practices. Guests will see how the girls learn role playing and wearing the various costumes required. This is a daytime only experience. Notes: This is mostly a no touch/ no sex experience. However, you can, if you wish, become a partner, to one of the girls, in the Intercourse 201 - Sex Practical course. Area 14: The Dream FactoryDescription: The Dream factory is a space age facility, designed for the production of JuraSex Park's patented sex robots or Girlbots. These are lifelike androids, built only for sex. Experience: A guest starts at the studio, where using a computer touch screen, they design their perfect teen or preteen Girlbot. They then watch through a glass enclosed observation hallway, as the Girlbot is produced. Guests will take their finished Girlbot back to a quality control room, in the factory, to program, test, and see if it performs as they wish. This is also a daytime only experience.Notes: Since these Girlbots are so lifelike, international child exploitation laws prohibit them from being taken off of JuraSex Park Island activated. Guests can ship their GirlBots, inactivated, anywhere in the world, and activate them later, with a key code.So this was the plan of JuraSex Park. How it actually worked will be outlined in the following ...***Documenting The Experience Area 1: Arrival/Orientation Center My Name is John Hart. I am 30 years old, single, medium height and weight, with brown hair and brown eyes. I have been a longtime friend of Jura Belcrast III and share many of his philosophies. I also write a travel blog called Pleasure Vacations of the World.When JuraSex Park opened, I was given an unlimited pass to explore and experience every aspect of the park, by Jura, and report on it through my blog. I decided to proceed through the park, in the order it was outlined on the web site. Here is an account of my experience.I need to start out saying, that I was quite impressed with the scale of the Arrival/Orientation Center. The open air, grass roofed Welcome Lodge was five stories tall, with waterfalls, flowers, and tropical birds. Upon arrival, I was greeted by a fourteen year old tropical looking girl, topless with heart shaped sunglasses, in a grass skirt, who handed me the park's signature drink - The Lolita. It was a combination of dark rum and tropical juices - very good.Throughout the area were girls of various ages, all in similar dress, all beauties. The girls manning the desks and service areas were all adult females, and they were also beautiful.After registering, I was escorted to the Medical Hut. I received a final scan for STD's via a hand scanning device. I was given a supply of the JuraSex Super Viagra and told I should take one each morning and I could have up to twelve erections and ejaculations per day. I couldn't wait to try it!Next I went to the Orientation Training Room to watch a video explaining JuraSex Park. The video explained the JuraSex Park Philosophy and described the various Areas of the park, as was described in the plan and what experiences a guest could expect in each Area. It also outlined the park rules in detail which were:1. Treat all girls gently and with respect. For many, they have had little contact with men. We want them to always consider sex as a natural, beautiful part of life.2. All girls are free of STD's.3. All girls have been give the special JuraSex Park Birth Control shot. It prevents unwanted pregnancies and limits menstrual periods to once every two years. 4. Although almost anything goes, ANAL SEX is prohibited at JuraSex Park. Anal sex is often painful for young girls and we do not want anything, except pleasure to be associated with the experience here.5. The same goes for EXTREME BONDAGE. There is a safe word that all girls are taught. That word is AMBER. If you hear a girl say that word, you must stop what you are doing or you will be escorted out of the park and off the island, without refund. The only exception is at The Sultan's Palace. Some leeway will be given here, for a small amount of fantasy bondage. 6. Although all the girls are trained in the art of love and sexuality, their experience and assertiveness may vary. Obviously, least experienced girls are at Blue Lagoon. Girls at Ballet School, Gymnastics School, and Catholic Girls Middle School tend to also be less experienced.7. Do not get attached to any one "cast member" in an Area. Except for The Blue Lagoon, and Ballet/Gymnastics School, the experiences are designed to pair each guest with multiple girls.I had some time to kill, so I decided to visit the Gift Shop. Besides the usual items, the JuraSex Park Gift Shop had things you could probably only find here. Along one whole wall, were the DVD's. These were not totally pornographic DVD's but were more on the sensual side, mirroring Jura's philosophy about the beauty of sex. First was a section of mainstream movies involving underage girls and sex. These included both versions of Lolita, The Blue Lagoon, Pretty Baby, Paradise, Fast Times At Ridgemont High, American Beauty, Blame It On Rio, Breezy, The Crush, Poison Ivy, Beau Pere and others. Next was a section of sensuous art films including the entire David Hamilton collection, DVD's of Ballet Dancers, and a whole young nudist section. There was another whole section of the X-Rated Danish Series called Under Fourteen about sex with girls under fourteen. Finally there was a section called the Girls of JuraSex Park. It was a locally produced series, featuring the girls of JuraSex Park, in sensuous poses and outfits, nude and masturbating."These are nice." I said to the twelve year old clerk. "But how can I ever get these through customs back home?""Oh don't worry," she said, "they are all packaged to look like travel DVD's. They are also scrambled and you can only unlock them for playback on your computer, with the password that we give you." I continued browsing the gift shop. Along another wall were the sex toys. Besides with the standard dildos and artificial vaginas, was a section of what they called "Girlginas", artificial vaginas molded from the pussy's of young girls. Instead of puffy lips, these "Girlginas" consisted of varying degrees of slits and smaller lips, to more closely resemble young girls. They also came with sparser amounts of pubic hair than their adult counterparts.Finally there was whole section of JuraSex Park costumes, to fit the custom made "Girlbots". They were designed as a reminder of the different Areas and experiences at the park. There were Jungle Dresses, Cheerleader Outfits, Gymnastic/Ballet Leotards, and Harem Clothes. There was also a whole section of children's/sexy lingerie. I was sure I would be stopping back here at the end of my stay. At last it was time to go to the Transition Hut, where I left behind everything I had brought with to the island, and changed clothes. Since I was going the The Blue Lagoon Area first, I was given a brown, cotton loin cloth to wear and nothing else."Interesting." I thought, so I changed and awaited for my transportation.***Chapter 2: Area 2: The Blue LagoonDay OneAfter a short wait, an electric motorized tram came by and picked me and eleven other guests up. We were each in an individual car of the tram, which had a flat screen TV to fill us in on the details of the Blue Lagoon.The Blue Lagoon, the video said, is a tropical paradise, representing innocence and a girl's first experience with sex. All of the girls here are young and are virgins. As a special guest, you will have the privilege of deflowering one of these girls.They have been well trained at the mechanics of sex yet have never experienced the real thing. We want their first experience with sex to be one of great pleasure. For this reason, they have all been treated with a special drug that will make the tearing of their hymen, pain and bleed free. Also, for this reason, we would like to prolong the anticipation of pleasure for both our guests and girls. The experience is best if the guest can assume the role of teacher, and the girls will all be willing students. We therefore require that you be guided by the following schedule for your stay at The Blue Lagoon. Here is a printout of the schedule: Blue Lagoon ScheduleDay 1 - Choose the girl you would like to spend the week with.Day 2 - The Art of Kissing.Day 3 - Explore each other's bodies, Manual Stimulation. Day 4 - Erotic Oral Stimulation.Days 5-7 - Defloration and Intercourse. You will be arriving at The Blue Lagoon soon. After you find the tree house with your name on it you may freshen up with the toiletries provided and then proceed to the banks of the lagoon to begin your experience. Enjoy your stay here and once again - Welcome to The Blue Lagoon!With that, the tram stopped and I got out and proceeded to find my tree house. After settling in, I went down, to the lagoon.As was described, the area was beautiful. It was a tropical extension of the Arrival Center yet ten times more floral and wild looking. The lagoon was sky blue and crystal clear. More beautiful then the setting, however, were the dozen ten and eleven year old girls, swimming in the lagoon and playing on the beach. They all were nude, tan and innocent looking. They played and splashed, not seeming to pay attention to us men sitting on the banks. Finally they started to swim over to us. As they emerged from the water, I was struck by their diversity. Their hair ranged from black, to brown to blond - short to long. They were tall to short, and although all of their bodies were slim, their breasts went from flat to B-cup sized. The amount of pubic hair varied also from none to full bushes.Wow, how was I to choose, I thought, when one dark haired girl took me by the hand and pulled be into the water. Other girls did the same until we were all splashing and swimming in the lagoon. As we did this, we talked and got to know the girls.I was becoming attracted to this one little girl in particular. Her name was Eve (go figure). She was on the younger side of 10, medium height, and had long straight blond hair, that went down to her waist. She had A-cup breasts, and just a light patch of blond pubic hair, covering what was merely a slit of a pussy, rather than the plush lips on some of the girls. As we talked, I became more and more attracted to her. In fact my seven inch penis started to form a tent in my loin cloth, I had not even starting taking the Super Viagra, and I knew it would be days until I could fulfill my dreams. I now understood how important the anticipation of desire would be for this experience.We decided to pair up for the week. She went to shore, dressed herself in her short jungle dress, and followed me to my tree house. When we got there, dinner was waiting, which we ate hungrily, and then talked a while. Seeing it was getting late, we fell asleep next to each other on the thick, soft grass mats on the floor of the tree house. Day TwoWe awoke the next day, to the smell of fresh coffee, and a spread of tropical fruit that had been brought in. After breakfast, we headed down for a morning swim. This time she left her cover-up on as we jumped in and splashed around. There were several other couples doing the same, but we were now so spread out, and farther away from one another that we did not really interact for the rest of the week."Well Eve," I said, "I guess I am supposed to be your teacher and the topic for the day is kissing. What do you know about that?""I think I know a lot. I've seen the videos and practiced a little with the other girls at the SexSchool." she answered."Well let's see then." I said, as I bent down and put my mouth against hers and kissed With that, she pressed her mouth against mine and returned the perfectly good closed mouth kiss."That was good," I said, "but real kissing requires much more passion.""You mean like this?" she said, as she leaned in and gave me the hottest, wettest, open mouth kiss I had ever had."Yea, that's it," I said, "I thought I was supposed to be the teacher?""Oh I'm sure you will teach me a lot by the end of the week." Eve said.With that they came out of the water, lay on the shore, and continued making out the rest of the morning. I put my tongue into her mouth and she quickly did the same back to me.This continued throughout the day - swimming, laying, kissing, making-out. Towards late afternoon, while lying particularly close to one and other, my cloth covered erection, dug into the cloth of her jungle dress, in the area of her crotch. We could not help but grind our pelvises together as we kissed passionately. I don't know how, but we got through the rest of the day without going any further, falling asleep later again, this time in each other's arms kissing. Day ThreeI woke up on day three with Eve pressed close against me. I did not know if my hard-on was just my normal morning condition or a result of Eve's body being pressed so close.After breakfast I said, "Let's stay here this morning for today's lessons.""Oh what are we learning today?" Eve asked."Well let's see," I said taking out my sheet, "today is exploration of each other's bodies and manual stimulation." "Oh good," Eve said, "I really want to see the penis that was pushing against me all day yesterday.""Well here you go," I said, as I pulled off my loin cloth, "meet my penis." As I said this, my seven inch penis sprang straight up as I lay next to her on my back."And I've been dying to see your body again, since that first day." I said, as I pulled the dress over her head, leaving her naked lying beside me."OK teacher, how do we proceed with this exploration?" she said."Well, I'd really like to get a better look at you." I said.With that, I leaned over her and got a real good look at her ten year old body. Again, I admired her from her A-cup breasts to her blond covered pussy. I loved the fact that there was little slit, rather than plush lips, between her legs. From her breasts up, she looked like a young teen, while from the waist down, she was definitely a little girl. Quite a sight!"It's my turn now." she said, as she raised herself up so she could get a good look. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of my erect penis."Have you ever seen a man's penis?" I asked. "Lots of times, but only in movies." she answered."I thought you were supposed to know everything about giving a man pleasure?" I said."Oh I do," said Eve, "I've practiced hundreds of times with the Latex Bionic Penises at JuraSex Park SexSchool. Here let me show you. We learned many different kinds of manual stimulation. I want you to tell me which one you like best."She reached over and took my seven inch penis in her hand. "This first technique is a called Full Penis Milking." she said. Grabbing your shaft, without any lubrication, I'll just grip tight and milk the shaft up and down, ignoring the glans head like this." and she proceeded with a slow milking motion of my shaft."Wow, that really feels good," I said. "But can you go a little faster?" "I can, but I've been taught to wait until I see your balls start to tighten." she said."Oh God," I said, "I guess you should do what you've been taught then." As I continued to be milked slowly, by a ten year old naked preteen, I didn't think I could take any more. She must of noticed my balls start to tighten, so she started to milk faster.That was all it took for three days of anticipation to come shooting out of my cock in the form of thick, hot, white ropes of cum. "What were you taught to do with this?" I said, pointing to the gooey mess."Well we were encouraged to use our tongues, but I don't know if we should until after the oral play, tomorrow." she said."We better follow the rules then." I said, as I grabbed a nearby towel and wiped myself off."Oh, I almost forgot," I said, "I think I'm going to need this." as I popped up and swallowed one of those JuraSex Super Viagra pills."While we wait for me to be ready again, let's do some exploring of you." I said. I decided to give her a full body massage. "Turn over on your stomach." I said.Kneeling by her head, I poured some mango oil on her back and started rubbing it all around. I coated her entire back with oil and rubbed deeply. I then poured more oil into my palms and began kneading her rounded butt. I dripped some oil into her butt crack and it dribbled down to her pussy hole, peeking out from behind. When I reached down and rubbed the oil in, I heard an audible moan. I continued oiling her inner thighs, down her legs, to the back of her feet. She must have been ticklish there because she let out a small giggle. I then rolled her over and oiled her legs up to her inner thighs. Instead of continuing on those thighs, I skipped up to her abdomen."Hey no fair," she said, "I did you, why did you skip me?""Don't worry, I'll be back." I said, as I continued rubbing her tummy.My hands finally reached her tiny breasts. I again oiled each hand and reached down and began my sensual massage. I rubbed and kneaded each breast, lightly pinching her nipples on each stroke. Like little protrusions, they started to expand. Eve began moaning again. I removed my hands, took the oil, and dripped some onto her pussy slit. Taking my three middle figures, I rubbed back and forth over the crack, from top to bottom, top to bottom. When I did this, my middle finger sank just inside the slit while the other two rubbed along her now puffing up inner lips. As I rubbed faster and faster, her pelvis started to rock and all of a sudden her body shook and then she lay still."Wow John, that was quite an exploration." Eve said. "Lets go for a swim and wash off this oil." I said.With that, we darted out nude, and jumped into the lagoon for a refreshing swim.When we emerged from the water, Eve noticed that my penis was hard again."Mind if I try manual stimulation number 2?" she asked, as we lay down."That's what we're here for." I said."This next technique is called Pussy Fist," she said, "but we need some lubrication." Looking around, she saw some gourds containing various oils and lotions on the beach. "Here this will do." she said, as she reached over a grabbed the cocoa butter. She continued, "First I make a fist, I lubricate the opening and inner palm with this cocoa butter, then starting at the glans head, I push your entire penis into my fist, all the way down, maintaining a firm pressure. I then continue like this."As she said this, she moved her fist up, all the way off of the head, and then back down. This she repeated, again and again, making sure to keep her fist well lubricated. I pushed my penis up, into her fist, each time she pumped down, further simulating sex."I must admit," I said, "this does feel like a tight pussy. They really do teach you girls well here." Eve continued 'fucking' my penis with her fist, slowly at first and then quicker when she felt me getting excited. It wasn't long before I shot another thick stream of milky cum straight up in the air, landing all over my body She took her hand off of my penis and rubbed the waxy cum, on her hand, then up and down on her body."I wish I could taste this." she said, examining a blob on her fingers. "Tomorrow." I whispered.She then climbed over my naked body and rubbed hers against mine, transferring the sticky cream, onto her breasts and upper body."My turn." I said, as I lifted her off of me and rolled her onto her back.I reached over and took a dollop of the cocoa butter onto my index finger and deposited it at the top of her pussy slit, where I assumed her clitoris would be. Sure enough, as I rubbed the area, a small, pink bud started to appear. I continued to rub, making sure to keep it well lubricated. Her moaning started to increase, her pelvis began rocking, then she suddenly exploded in another orgasm.As we both calmed down, we noticed several other couples around the lagoon in various stages of manual stimulation. It was all so natural, Jura Belcrast was really onto something, I thought. We took another dip in the lagoon and then went back up to the tree house for some food and more fun.After eating, we lay back down on our mat to continue our playing.Eve reached over and took hold of my flaccid penis. When she did, it grew quickly in her hand. Not only does that Super Viagra help maintain one's erection, but it helps to enhance desire. I kept getting more horny as the day went on. As I lay there, I could hardly wait for what was next.Eve said, "This next technique is called The Pressure Squeeze. Using two hands, one on the shaft and one on the glans head, I am going to go back and forth between squeezing the shaft and the glans head - like this."At first, when she began the squeeze the shaft and the glans head, from one to the other, there did not seem to be much pleasure. As she continued, however, the pleasure began to build. This was a slow process, the pleasure was subtle yet constant. I wanted it both to last and for me to release, at the same time.Finally release won out and I shot another load onto my belly. After a quick towel wipe, I went back over to Eve, who was laying again on her back next to me.Placing my hand on her pussy, she spread her legs. I rubbed all around her, enjoying the feel, of the soft, blond, pubic hairs. As I did this, I felt some moisture coming from her slit. I took my index finger, and pushed it into her vaginal opening. It slid in about two inches and then hit her hymen. The web site was right, these are all real virgins here. I took my other index finger and inserted it next to my first in her pussy. I spread her open so I could see deeper. The inside of her pussy was pink, moist and silky. Also I could not believe how hot it was. I continued to rub my fingers, back and forth, enjoying the moist smoothness of her inner walls. This attention was not lost on Eve. The more I rubbed her insides, the more she rocked until her body released in a long, slow, subtle orgasm. "Oh, that was nice," she said, "I can hardly wait for the next several days."With that we again fell asleep in each other's arms.Day FourI awakened the next morning, to the smell of coffee, that had been left on the terrace. I had to have breakfast before moving on with the day. I poured some coffee and remembered to take my Super Viagra.Eve was already sitting there, still nude from the day before, eating some fruit and drinking coffee. "I couldn't wait," Eve said, "I'm too excited about today.""What did you learn about oral sex in SexSchool?" I asked."Well we saw lots of videos, and practiced the art of fellatio on our Latex Bionic Penises," she answered. "We learned everything from sucking the glans head, licking the shaft, to deep throating.""How big were these Latex Bionic Penises?" I asked."Oh, they were all different sizes from five to twelve inches," she said, "but I like your size the best. I think I will be able to fit it into my mouth quite nicely.""Did these Latex Bionic Penises ejaculate?" I asked."Yes, and they were filled with real, heated semen, collected by the JuraSex scientists, to get us used to the taste of the real thing." she said. "Do you think we can get started?""Absolutely, I said." I couldn't believe how open, honest, and natural a girl could talk about sex. The JuraSex philosophy was really working.As I stood up, she came over, knelt down between my legs and put her mouth over my flaccid penis. The feel of her hot mouth caused my seven inches to expand into her mouth instantly. At first Eve concentrated on the head. She sucked real strong while her tongue licked all around the head and then moved underneath , in back, to where the glans head met the shaft. The combination of her saliva and my pre cum, coated the head of my penis.She then slid her mouth, over the head and half way down the shaft and began moving her mouth up and down, simultaneously sucking my cock while licking the underside of the shaft with her tongue. I don't know if it was the coffee she drank or what, but her little mouth was extremely hot. This, along with the fact I had not cum since yesterday, caused me to empty a significant load of my semen into the little mouth clamped around my penis.She pulled her head away, and tilted it upward, being careful not to let any semen drip out. She then swallowed, licked around her lips, and smiled."Wow, that's what I have been waiting for, for a long time." she said. "Real penis and fresh cum. It tastes like warm, salty milk. I love it!" "I'm glad," I said, "And I have a feeling this is not all you're going to love today." "Now what were you taught about female oral sex?" I asked."Actually not a lot." she said. "We saw a few videos about cunnilingus, and practiced on models. We were not supposed to allow anyone to have contact with our genitals, before we lost our virginity, so that you male guests could be our first. We could only touch ourselves. That's why I'm so excited about today!""In that case, let's not wait any longer." I said. "Lay down here and prop this pillow under your butt."As she did, I got down and spread open her legs. I placed my fingers on both sides of each pussy lip and inched them slowly upwards and downwards. With my face in her crotch, I guided my tongue up and down, along the inside of her lips, first one side, then the other. It was a slow and deliberate process, fingers and tongue, working together, to massage those tender, inner lips. I then took my tongue and moved it in, out, and in circles around her vaginal opening. It must have stimulated the nerve endings there because her entire body started to shake as she had her first oral orgasm ever."Wow, that was nice," she said, "much nicer than when I just use my fingers. What else can you do down there with your tongue.""Oh, you'll see little girl," I said, "but first let's go for a swim to cool down."We both ran naked again to the lagoon, and swam and played for awhile. We got out of the water, I lay on my back and Eve lay down between my legs in front of me. Just the sight of that made me hard again."Let me show you some other stuff I learned in SexSchool." Eve said.She leaned over and engulfed my penis in her mouth. This time, instead of stopping when she got it half way in, she continued until she had swallowed the whole thing, balls deep. A little ten year old was able to deep throat my seven inch cock. She proceeded to bob her head up and down, sliding my penis almost all the way out on every up stroke, and down to my balls on every down stroke. Her saliva was forming a thick coating on my rod and her tongue was sensuously licking the underside of my shaft. This she did at a slow, deliberate speed. Even when she felt me getting excited, she did not speed up, but kept going on with slow, deep strokes. This caused me to explode and send a massive stream of cum down her throat. Once again she pulled off and swallowed every single drop. "Yummy, I love the taste of your cum," she said, "I think I could eat it all day.""We'll sure give that a try," I said, "but first, get back on your back!"As Eve lay there, without a pillow under her butt, her clitoral hood was presenting itself, front and center, to my waiting mouth and tongue. I reached down, spread her thin lips with my hand and licked upward, transferring as much of her juices as possible to her clitoris. When I felt there was enough moisture there, I started to lick the emerging little bud. I flicked up and down and finally got into the rhythm of circling it with my tongue, first in one direction, then the other. Every so often, I would give her clitoris a gentle suck. After about ten minutes of this, she exploded in what was perhaps her biggest orgasm ever. Her whole body shook for almost five minutes as I continued sucking. Finally she pushed my head off and calmed down. "Time to eat." I said, reaching for her hand and helping her up."I thought we just did." she laughed, as we ran back to the tree house.We spent the rest of the day trying different positions and oral techniques and fell asleep together, naked in each others arms.Days Five - SevenI awoke the next morning, to a wonderful feeling in my groin. I looked down and there was Eve, between my legs, sucking my penis gleefully."Hey this is a great way to wake up, but let's save it for the main event." I said, as I pulled her up and gave her a big kiss.As we ate breakfast, I again remembered my Super Viagra, and we talked."Tell me what you learned about intercourse in SexSchool." I asked."Well obviously we didn't have sex, we all still have our hymens." she answered. "We saw lots of videos of the four most common positions - missionary, doggy style, cowgirl, and reverse cowgirl. Again, I know all about the mechanics of sex, and nothing about how it feels." "OK then," I said, "it's time you experience the feeling. I want to take it slow though, I want you to have the experience of being seduced. Put on your jungle dress, I'll put on my loin cloth, and lets go for a swim." We went down to the lagoon and jumped in for a refreshing swim. After splashing and swimming for a while, I went over to Eve, put my arms around her, and gave her a passionate, open mouthed kiss. She returned the kiss and we stood together, making out, until we were both breathing quiet heavily.We walked onto the shore, arm in arm, and then turned to each other and continued our making out. As we did this, I reached under her short dress, and put my hand on her bare pussy. Her short pubic hair was damp from the water but when a pushed my middle finger, into her crack, I felt a different kind of dampness, the dampness of arousal. I too was aroused. My seven inch erection popped out from under my loin cloth. I took my hand away from her pussy and leaned into her. When I did, the top of my shaft slid across her moist pussy slit. We rocked back and forth, enjoying the feel of our first, bare, genital to genital contact.We then lay down and removed our clothes. I again continued to be stunned by the sight of her preteen body, smooth skin, perfect tiny breasts, blond pubic hair covering her pussy slit, and lean, slim legs.Since I wanted her to be fully aroused, before I "deflowered" her, I bent down, got between her legs and began licking her pussy.She raised her head, to look at what I was doing and then lay it back down as if she knew I was getting her ready to become a women, or in this case, a fully ready "cast member" of JuraSex Park.I went up to her clitoris, and started licking using a technique known as the Alphabet, where I spell the ABC's on her clitoris with my tongue. This is supposed to turn a girl on because the tongue is always moving in different directions. It must have worked, because half way through the third alphabet, her body shook in a wild orgasm. I could feel even more moisture dripping from her slit, so I knew she was ready.Raising myself, onto my elbows above her, I placed my penis between her legs. It must have been her training, because she took hold of my penis and placed it right at the entrance of her pussy. "Are you ready, my dear Eve?" I asked.A nod yes, was all she could manage.I pushed forward until I felt myself bump up against her hymen. I then moved in and out a little, coating my penis with her juices to make it easier to proceed. Finally I pulled almost all the way out and then pushed in hard and deep. I felt her hymen give way as I rested deep in her womb. I looked at her face and saw she had the expression of great pleasure. I then remembered that the girls were given a treatment to eliminate the pain. "Fuck me." she said looking right into my eyes.I did not think she knew that phase, but who was I to question the word of this ten year old. With that, I started to pump in and out of her, slow and deep. As I did, she matched my movements, thrusting her hips up and down. The flesh of her inner pussy lips clung so tightly to my shaft, it was truly as if we were one."Oh John, this feels better than I ever imagined, seeing the videos and demos. Faster!" she said.Taking my queue from some of her previous actions, instead of speeding up, I continued at the slow, deep pace. This seemed to be getting her even more excited. She wrapped her legs around my back and pulled me deeper into her. She put her hands on my hips and tried to pump my body faster. I gave into her desires and quickened my strokes. Although still long and deep, I was sliding my penis, in and out of her ten year old pussy, at a lightening pace.This was all it took. Both of us exploded at the same time, her pussy expanding and contracting around my shaft while me pumping my biggest load of the week deep into her tight hole.After staying locked together for a while, I pulled out and she seemed to momentarily pass out. A thick river of my cum, flowed out of her pussy onto the grass below.I propped myself up on my elbow, and looked around. To the right of me, a forty year old man was pumping in and out of an eleven year old, dark haired girl. To the left of me, a short haired blond ten year old girl, with nice B-cup breasts, was riding a twenty one year old man cowgirl style. In the lagoon, a brown, curly haired ten year old girl, was suspended in the water, with her legs wrapped around another thirty year old man, who was standing waist high in the water, pumping into her. "This could never happen in the real world." I thought. "Thank you again, Jura."When Eve finally opened her eyes, we went for a quick dip to wash off, grabbed our clothes in our hands, and ran back up to the tree house.For the next three days, we hardly ever left the tree house. We had sex together in every position and with lots of variations.She especially liked doggy style. I must have hit just the right spot, for when I pumped into her from behind, she would explode three times for every one of mine.My favorite position was cowgirl. Watching her small breasts bounce up and down and my penis glide in and out of her ten year old pussy, was a real treat. And when she reversed her position, facing away, I loved how I could just reach forward and massage either her breasts or clitoris. This always caused a nice orgasm in her resulting in me emptying my load into her pussy. She would often pull up, letting my cum, drip from her pussy, onto my crotch. This she would then greedily lap up with her tongue. We made love, every way we could, for the next three days. Mid-afternoon, on the third day, after another intense session of love making, we fell asleep in the tree house. When I awoke, Eve was nowhere around. There was a printed note next to me that said: This concludes your stay at The Blue Lagoon. Please prepare to catch your tram at the base of the tree house.Needless to say, I was disappointed that I could not get to say a proper goodbye, to my dear Eve.My disappointment was short lived, for as I and the other guests got to the tram, we were greeted one last time by all of the girls. We exchanged a few last words, mainly thank you for the unbelievable time and then I gave Eve a long hug and kiss. The girls turned and then walked slowly into the distance as we boarded the tram. While on the way back, in the tram, we were asked to evaluate this experience on the touch screen. It asked questions about the atmosphere, food, and accommodations. There was a whole series of questions about the girls themselves - their looks, personality, knowledge, and performance. I rated everything on the highest scale. There was a section for open comments. I used this area to express the fact that there should be some way, we could continue to see the girl we had gotten to know, and in my case love. In my head, I knew this would not be possible for JuraSex Park to continue operating. What I would learn later, was that the girls were actually trained, not to be able to fall in love with the guests.When the tram arrived, I proceeded back to my Transition Hut. I folded up and packed my loin cloth as a souvenir memory of The Blue Lagoon experience. After a good night's sleep, my spirits were lifted as I realized what my next adventure was to be - Camp Cheerleader. I just love cheerleaders! So I put on the coach track suit, that was in my closet, and waited the arrival of the next tram. ***Chapter 3: Area 3: Camp CheerleaderDay OneIt was a short wait before the tram came by and picked me and seven other guests up. We were each in an individual car of the tram which again had a flat screen TV to fill us in on Camp Cheerleader.The video began - Camp Cheerleader, is an outdoor site, consisting of a wooden performance stage, surrounded by permanent tent structures. Each tent consists of a bedroom for our guests, and a practice gym, adjacent to a six person dorm for the girls, aged twelve to sixteen.As a guest, you will supervise a squad of your own six girls for the week, as they practice and improve their basic cheerleading skills. You don't have to know anything about cheerleading, the captain of each squad will prepare the girls. You main job will be to supervise them and provide input on how to make their routines more sexy.The cheerleader uniform you have chosen is: White Cotton Crop Top - Letters JSHS No Bra Red Mini Skirt White Cotton Bikini Panties White Gym Shoes White Cotton Ankle SocksWhen the tram stops, proceed to your tent and meet your squad.Welcome to Camp Cheerleader. Good luck, and have fun! As I got to my tent, I got quiet a nice treat. I was greeted by six of the sexiest teens I ever saw, all dressed in their cheerleader uniforms. Molly introduced herself as the captain. She was five feet, five inches tall, with bright curly red hair and freckles. She had nice 36C breasts, a round butt and long cheerleader legs. She introduced the rest of the squad, who were all younger. "I think I should start with you, Molly," I said. "I need to get to know you and what you have planned for training the girls. After you get the girls started practicing their basic moves, meet me in my room in half and hour."I retired to my bedroom and figured I better pop a Super Viagra. I lay on the bed to rest.In half an hour, Molly came into my room. "Would you like to see some of the ideas I have for the training?" she said."Not just now," I said, "how about let's start by getting to know each other." "You mean like this?" she said, as she lifted the crop top over her head.""Exactly." I said, as I took in the sight of her magnificent mounds.She then reached down, and lifted her skirt, revealing the white bikini panties below. "How do you like our uniforms?" she asked."I like everything about them, especially what's underneath." I said. With that, she pulled off her skirt, and lifted down her panties.She stood there, in only her shoes and socks, revealing the fullest, reddest bush I ever saw. As she came closer, I noticed how plush and puffy her pussy lips were. Coming over to where I lay, she straddled my face, and pressed the entrance to her pussy squarely onto my mouth. My tongue darted out and began licking around her wet hole. As she fell forward, her mouth was at the perfect level of my crotch. She pulled off my pants and up popped my seven inch penis into her mouth. We licked each other for ten minutes and then I pulled her over my penis and plunged it into her hot, wet, pussy. The feeling was amazing. She began to rock up and down, her slippery pussy walls sliding back and forth over my cock. At sixteen years old, at JuraSex Park, this girl really knew what she was doing. When she felt me tense up, she speeded up her rocking. I felt the walls of her pussy squeezing my cock and I shot a hot load of cum, deep into her pussy. As she raised herself up, my creamy white cum, flowed out of her pussy, through her thick red pubic hair, and onto my crotch. She kneeled down, beside me, and using her tongue, licked me clean.Looking up at me, Molly said, "Do you feel you know me now?""Well, it's a good start," I said, "but I think we need more time together. It's getting late, please join me for the night." I removed the rest of my clothes, got under the sheets, pulled it back, and motioned her to join me. I couldn't help but continue to stare as her freckled body with those perfect breasts and fire red bush as she approached the bed.She got in and turned away from me, pressing her freckled butt into my crotch area. As she wiggled and adjusted herself, my now erect again penis, landed at the entrance to her pussy hole from behind. As I pushed forward, my penis slid right in. I started pumping in and out, with a slow rocking motion, which she returned. We were so relaxed in this position, that it continued for over an hour. It was the most mellow love making that I ever experienced. Finally I released my load, deep inside her pussy. I don't think she came, but it didn't seem to matter to her. We fell asleep, with me still buried deep inside her.Day TwoWhen we woke up the next morning, I had fallen out of her, but was still hard. She turned over on her back. Taking hold of my erect penis, she spoke."Hello sleepy head, what do we have here?" she asked, gripping my cock."As I recall, you didn't quite finish me off last night," she said, "shouldn't a man finish what he starts?"Taking this as a challenge, I rolled on top of her. She grabbed my penis, and put it onto the entrance of her pussy. I plunged myself into her, hard and deep. The insides of her pussy were wet and sticky, from my deposit, the night before. I lifted myself higher on my forearms, so that the top of my shaft hit her clitoris and I pumped fast and furious in and out of her. Before long, her pussy contracted around my penis, she exploded in an overdue orgasm, and I shot another load, deep into her."That's more like it. I have to tend to my girls now." she said, as she picked up her uniform, holding her hand on her pussy, to catch the dripping semen, as she walked out of my room. I used the time alone, to eat breakfast and take a quick shower. I took my Super Viagra and made a mental note that I would just take it automatically every morning. I spent some time exploring the camp. On the wooden stage, in the middle of camp, a number of girls, from the other tents, were practicing routines. I sat and watched, different girls, in a variety of sexy uniforms, performing routines that all included jumping leg spreads, kicks, splits, and panty flashes. It occurred to me that cheerleading, was society sanctioned pedophilia. Where else, after all, can one watch underage girls, spread their legs, flaunt their panties, and perform overtly sexual movements. "What hypocrisy," I thought, "Jura was right." Later in the day, I went into the practice gym, where I saw two of the thirteen year olds, practicing their leg spreads. Upon closer observation, I noticed the girls were twins. They were medium height and very slim build. The girls had shoulder length black hair, brown eyes, and tiny breasts that barely pushed their crop tops out. They were sitting, side by side, on the practice mat, pointing their toes in the air, and spreading and closing their legs. With each spread, their cheerleader skirts would push aside, and reveal the thin cotton panty swatch, covering their crotches. "What are you two doing?" I asked."Oh, we're practicing our stretching exercises," they replied, "so we can do the splits later. How are we doing?""Why don't you hold yourselves spread open, so I can get a good look." I said.As they held their spread pose, I came over to get a better look. I could see that the thin cotton material of their panties, was stretched tight over their preteen twats, so tight, in fact, that it dug into the sides of their pussys', outlining their slightly protruding lips. Along both edges of the panties, a few wisps of black pubic hair poked out. "Those panties are awfully tight," I said, "why don't you slip them off."They reached down, pulled their panties off, and resumed their spread pose.What a sight! All that was first visible, were two slightly protruding sets of pussy lips, covered by a thick bush of jet black, shiny, pubic hair. Upon closer examination, I noticed a slightly open, small, pink hole, at the bottom of each set of lips. The holes appeared to be moist."Mind if I taste?" I asked."Please do, that's why we're here." they said.I went down between the first girl's legs, stuck my tongue out, and thrust it into her moist hole, twirling it in circles as I did. I noticed more moisture coming out as she seemed to be getting excited. The taste of her juices was sweet, like honey. I then went over to her sister and did the same thing. As she too became excited, I tasted the exact sweet flavor, coming from her pussy. "Twins, I love it!" I thought.I knelt in front of the first girl again, pulled off my pants, and took out my erect penis. I rubbed it in small circles, around the entrance to her pussy and then pushed in. It was so slippery, it went all the way to the hilt. We both gasped at the feeling. I started pumping in and out at a medium pace. Her pelvis met mine with every stroke. I sped up, as did she. As I was about to pull out, so I could also do her sister, her pussy convulsed around my shaft and I could not help, but cum inside her pussy. I stayed inside her, until my penis deflated, and then pulled out. I looked over at the other twin's pussy. My penis sprung to life again and I was full of even more desire than before. Damn those Super Viagra are good!I scooted over to her and centered my erect cock at the entrance of her pussy. I pushed as before, slid right in, pumped in and out, and shot another load of cum deep in her pussy. When I pulled out, the girls noticed globs of my cum, in the entrances of both of their pussies. They lay down, sixty-nine style, and licked each other until they were both clean.They were so young and sexy, that I watched them practicing routines, much of the day.It was getting late, and I was still excited by these two girls. "Are you allowed to spend the night in my room?" I asked."We're allowed to do WHATEVER you want." they said.They followed me back to my room. I stripped completely and so did they. We jumped into my king size bed. I had a blast, exploring their thirteen year old bodies. I didn't know what felt better, their A-cup breasts or the inner lips of their preteen pussies. And the feeling of two sets of hands, pumping my penis, was beyond description. That night, we did everything possible, twice!Day ThreeWhen it was finally time to get up, the first thing I did, was shag the frisky twins out.After breakfast, I wandered back into the practice room.There I came across a single fourteen year old girl. She had long blond hair, blue eyes, nice B-cup breasts, and long, shapely legs. She was also doing stretching exercises."Hi, what's your name, and what are you working on?" I asked."I'm Cindy, and I'm getting ready to do some splits." she said."Oh, I always wondered how girls did the splits," I said, "can I help.""You sure can," she said. "While I'm stretching, I need someone to massage my thighs to loosen my groin muscles.""OK, just show me how." I said.Cindy lay on her back, started alternately spreading her legs and then closing them. Each time she was able to get them a little wider. "Now is when I need your help," she said, "rub right here." as she lifted her skirt and pointed to the area of her inner thigh, next to her panty clad crotch.I reached over and began massaging the area she designated, first on the right thigh, and then on the left. Like the twins, the thin fabric of her cotton panties, stretched tight across her plush pussy. I also noticed that those panties were getting moist, transparent, and were emitting a pungent, yet pleasant aroma. As I rubbed her, she continued the stretch open, and much to my surprise, she was able to spread her legs completely out."Thanks, I'm loose now. Let me show you my splits," she said. "There are two kinds of floor splits," she said. "The sideways split, where one leg goes forward, while the over goes back as my crotch meets the floor and the center split where my legs stretch side to side as my crotch meets the floor. Here let me show you. First let me demonstrate the sideways split." She stood up, put one leg forward and moved the other one back She slid one foot forward and the other one back on the mat, until her legs were completely spread and her crotch was on the mat. "And here is the center split." she said.Standing up again, she spread her legs outward and slid all the way down until her crotch was on the mat. Her legs were at a 180 degree angle with her body. Her panties were pulled so tight, that the material both outlined her lips and dug into her crack, forming a perfect camel toe. "What do you think of that?" she said."I think I envy that mat," I said, "I wish it was me, your crotch was pressing against.""I'm here to make your wishes come true," she said, "lay down."I did, and she got up, came over, and facing me, lowered her body over me, doing the splits as she did. Her panty clad pussy landed on my track suit covered penis. As we ground our crotches against each other, my penis got harder and her panties became wetter.She stood up and reached down and pulled off my shirt, pants and underwear. She pulled off her panties and dropped them onto my face landing on my nose. Oh, what a sweet smell! My cock sprang straight up, making it an easy target for her lowering pussy.Needless to say, I popped right in, as she completed her splits above me. As our pelvises met and I was deep inside her, she stopped to let me enjoy the feeling."Let's see what we have here." I said, as unsnapped her skirt and lifted it over her head, to get a good look at her pussy. Gripped around my penis, was a beautiful, plush set of pussy lips, covered by short blond, curly pubic hair. As she raised up slightly, I could see the moist, pink insides of her teenage vagina. I reached under her crop top, so I could get a feel of those nice B-cup breasts. They were firm and soft, with pliable little nipples on each. I flicked them between my thumb and index fingers and felt them starting to grow. I then lifted the crop top over her head, and enjoyed the sight of a completely naked fourteen year old, doing the splits over my body.She began pumping up and down, sliding my penis in and out of her pussy as she did. I watched as her small but ample breasts bounced freely. Due to her position, the strokes were not particularly long, but they were, however, extremely deep.My penis was feeling areas inside a pussy, I never even knew existed. While my shaft was being pressed on all sides, by her inner pussy lips, my glans head was being hugged completely, by a hot, fleshy mass, deep inside her vagina.Feeling this, was all it took. I began shooting semen, deep up her pussy. When she felt my hot cum, hit her cervix, she too exploded. Her tight, athletic pussy walls, milked every bit of cum, out of my balls.I pulled out, and thick globs of cum spilled from her pussy onto my crotch and the mat. Instead of licking it up, she scooped up the cum with her fingers, and dripped it into her mouth. "That was great, Cindy," I said, "I never felt anything like that before, and I really mean it.""Oh, that's was nothing," she said, "I think I can show you something you'll really like. Watch me practice some stuff while I wait for my helpers."I sat there naked, watching Cindy naked, performing a variety of cheerleading moves - jumps, splits, tumbles, and kicks. It reminded me of a video I saw, The Naked Cheerleaders of the NFL. The difference was that the video was comprised of adult females, performing naked on tape, and here, I had my very own, fourteen year old, naked teen girl, performing live. Needless to say, my cock was rock hard the whole time.After a while, the twins walked in."Oh good, I've been waiting for you two." she said. "It's time to show John that 'thing' we've been practicing. John, lay down on your back right here."When I was down, she stood over me, did her splits, and impaled herself onto my penis again. She was still quite wet from the combination of my cum and her anticipation."OK girls, now." she commanded.With that, the girls each took hold of one of her thighs, lifted ever so slightly, and began rotating Cindy counterclockwise. They completed one 360 degree rotation and continued spinning."I call this, the spinning splits." she said. "How do you like it?""Wow," I said, "there are almost no words to describe this!"With that the twins began to spin her more quickly, while at the same time rocking her body up and down. As more lubrication poured out of her pussy, the spinning and pumping became easier.The sensation was almost indescribable. Truly, every inch of the shaft and head of my penis was being pumped and squeezed, simultaneously.It didn't take long, before I shot straight up, emptying another load, deep, into her pussy. After one more spin, the twins lifted Cindy off of me, onto her back.I could see a thick stream of cum, starting to drip from her pussy. So did the twins, and they went down and began licking it out. They licked all around her dripping pussy and even onto her clitoris. When they did this, Cindy began to buck and rock, exploding in another orgasm. The twins gave several final licks and then gave each other a deep, open mouth kiss, transferring whatever cum was left, into each other's mouths and then swallowing."Thanks girls, you were a big help." said Cindy, as the twins skipped out the door, shaking their little butts as they left. "I have to practice routines with the rest of the squad now, but I'd like come by and spend the night? I have some other split moves I'd like to show you." she said."Great, I look forward to it." I said.I spent the rest of the day watching the various practices, again being turned on by the blatant sexuality of it all.I had dinner with some of my squad, and then returned to my room.When I arrived, Cindy was waiting, naked and stretching on the floor."Oh good, you're here. Watch this." she said.She rolled up, onto her shoulders, as if preparing to stand on her head. Leaning against the bed, she straightened her back and made her body vertical. Her legs started in the straight up position, and then she spread them at a 180 degree angle, forming a perfect, upside down split. In this position, her plush, blond covered pussy lips, splayed wide open, putting her pink, moist slit, on full display.Pardon my language, but in that position, I couldn't fuck her, so I decided to do the next best thing - eat her.I walked over to her, and planted my full mouth, right in the middle of her open pussy. With my tongue and mouth, I sucked and slurped, stimulating her inner pussy lips lapping as much sweet juice as I could from her opening. I noticed her small, pink, clitoris, starting to emerge from her hood. When it did, I sucked it gently into my mouth while licking all around it with my tongue. With this, her whole body shook, in an intense orgasm, and she started to fall forward. Luckily I was there to catch her and when she came back up, her mouth met mine with a deep, wet, open kiss."That made me feel great," she said, "but I thought we girls were here to please you?""Hey, nothing could please me more, than to do what I just did." I said."Oh ya," she said, "I bet I can think of something."Cindy jumped into bed, lay on her back, and spread her legs in a complete, 180 degree split."Have you ever had a girl like this?" she asked, pointing to her totally spread legs and wide open pussy."No, and I can hardly wait." I answered. I stripped completely, and joined her, between her legs, on the bed. My rock hard penis, quickly found its mark, and slipped right in. Since she was so turned on, from her recent orgasm, she started to cum, as soon as I entered her. Her pussy expanded and contracted around my penis, which was buried deep. Using all the will power I had, I did not cum but instead stopped for a moment, to let her catch her breath.When she had calmed down, I started to pump in and out again. After about thirty more strokes, she had another orgasm. I again, did not cum. It was a real feeling of power, that I could make a fourteen year old cheerleader cum so much.I continued pumping as she continued to hold her legs in the split position. This time she held out longer. I fucked her slowly and deeply for at least another half hour, wanting to prolong the tight, snug feeling, around my cock head. As her pussy started to contract again, the squeezing was too much for me to take, and I shot another full load of semen into her convulsing pussy.She rolled out of bed, did another split, and let my semen drip out, onto the floor."The maids will get that in the morning." Cindy said, as she jumped back into bed.We ended up, making love, on and off, all night long between sleeping. I will never look at cheerleaders, doing the splits again, without remembering this day and night.Day FourI awoke the next morning, with Cindy beside me. Her leg was locked around my hip, and I noticed my penis was hard and still inside her. "Oh, what the heck." I thought.I started to rock back and forth, and she soon opened her eyes and gave me a big smile. She rocked back and forth with me, and soon we both exploded in a nice, mellow, morning orgasm.She got out of bed, squatted, and again let my semen drip onto the floor. "Yea, I know, maids." I laughed, as I watched her pick up her uniform, and walk out the door.While eating breakfast, I had realized, there were two girls, I had not yet gotten to know. I would make it a point, to fix that today.I went over to the girl's dorm area, and walked in. The girls were sitting around, in their uniforms talking."Hi girls," I said. "I'd like to see you two, in the practice gym today." pointing to the two girls in the corner. "One of you this morning and one of you this afternoon."The younger of the two, decided to go first, and followed me into the practice gym and sat down on the mat. As I talked, I learned about her.Patty was the youngest of the whole squad. She was twelve, and had short, brunette hair. It appeared that she had just started puberty, because she had a straight, boy like body, no breasts to speak of and a flat butt. She did have, however, a beautiful face."So what are your cheerleading specialties?" I asked."Oh, I'm good at hip thrusts." she said."What is that?" I asked."It's when I get backwards, on all fours, and thrust my hips up and down into the air." she answered."Is that even a cheerleading move?" I asked skeptically."It is at JuraSex Park," she said, "we're supposed to be sexy. Here you be the judge."Patty rolled over on her back, put her hands behind her, planted her feet on the ground, and thrust her body upward, rocking her pelvis toward the sky."See, isn't this sexy?" she said."That was pretty good," I said, "but let's try it this way." As she was in the pose, I flipped her skirt up, exposing her white cotton panties. "Definitely an improvement," I said."Well if you like that, how about this?" she said, as she reached around and pulled off the panties. Again, I was impressed by how naturally these girls took their sexuality. If only it could be this way in the real world. Like I said before, Patty must have just reached puberty. Her pussy was no more than a slit, with barely formed lips on each side and virtually no pubic hair - it was more of a preteen pussy. Her appeal was in the forbidden nature of such a little girl. "Well, I think you have your answer." I said, pointing to the erection in my pants. I would say you are DEFINITELY sexy." "And what do you do with someone who is 'DEFINITELY sexy'?" she said.I went over to her raised pussy, bent down, and licked up and down her slit. As I did, the tiniest bud of a clitoris, popped out from the top of her slit. My tongue rolled back and forth over this, as I also licked the rest of her slit. I don't know if the moisture I felt was from my tongue or her insides, but it was definitely getting wetter. By her body movements, I could also tell she was getting excited.I stopped the licking, when I determined she was ready. Pulling off my pants and underwear, I freed up my erect, seven inch cock.She was still in the hip thrust position. Kneeling in front, I was able to push myself right into her. Even though she was quite wet, she was also very tight, and it took some effort to push in. I could get all but one inch of my penis into her tiny pussy, before I bottomed out. Not wanting to hurt her, that's as far as I pushed.Once in that far, I started pumping in and out. This plus the increasing lubrication, caused her pussy to loosen up a little and I was able to glide nicely. In her pussy, I felt a different kind of tightness than from Cindy's deep splits. Patty's twelve year old pussy felt almost virginal. As I pumped faster, Patty's pelvis thrust upward to meet my strokes. Not wanting her to lose her balance, I reached under, and held her butt up to prevent her from falling. It was quite a sight - me standing, holding a twelve year old girl, in a cheerleader uniform, up by the butt, while drilling into her furiously. It only took a few more minutes of this, before I shot my load into her slit. Being she was so tight, half of my load seeped out of her hole, around my penis, before I could withdraw. I pulled out, lay her down, and watched the rest of my cum drip out.I was somewhat disappointed that she did not have an orgasm."Hey, you didn't cum," I said, "is there something I could have done better?""Oh, don't worry," she said, "I haven't been able to get off during intercourse yet. The other girls, say it will happen, in time. Meanwhile, you can watch as I finish myself."Patty then stripped off the rest of her uniform, and lay on her back in the middle of the mat. As suspected, she was completely flat on top, although she did have some nice, pert, nipples.I watched as she reached her hands between her legs. With one hand she spread her thin lips, while her other rubbed the inside of her lips, up and down, stopping at her clitoris each time, to rub it in a circular motion. As her breathing quickened, her pelvis started moving upward with every back and forth stroke.I began to get excited again. I gripped my hard cock with one hand and started to stroke away. I reached down with my other, stuck my middle finger into her slit, and pumped it vigorously in and out.This caused her to finally explode in an orgasm. Her whole body tensed up, shook, and then went limp. Seeing this caused me to shoot my load. Thick ropes of my semen, landed on her face, some even landing in her mouth. "Thanks." she said, scraping the rest of the cum from her face into her mouth. "I don't often get to eat cum. I love it!""I'm glad," I said, "and don't ever let anyone say you aren't sexy."She picked up her uniform, went back to the dorm room, and sent in Emma.Fifteen year old Emma, was the exact opposite of Patty. She was the definition of maturity. Emma had waist length brunette hair, 36 D-cup breasts, a slim waist, and a round, proportional butt. Her face was angelic, big brown eyes and full lips that she had painted bright red. She had the face of a fifteen year old with the body of a twenty five year old.After talking a while, I posed the following question to her."Now, just what is your cheerleading specialty?" I asked Emma."Well, I can kind of do everything, kicks, splits, jumps and anything else. If you are asking what my best physical feature is, I would have to say my butt." "In many of our routines, they pose me on all fours, so people can see my butt." she said. "Here, let me show you."Emma got down on her elbows and knees, facing away from me, affording me an good view of her butt. Even under her skirt, it was indeed magnificent. Not too big or small, just perfectly proportional to her body. And she did not even mention her breasts. In this pose, her crop top draped down, letting her 36D breasts hang free for me to peak at. "Very nice," I said, "but let's see what you are hiding under that skirt."Emma unsnapped her skirt, and pulled it off over her legs. Her panties hugged her butt like a second skin. Yes it was sexy, but I longed to see it all. Reaching over, I pulled the panties down to her knees. She raised them, one at a time, and I slid them completely over her feet and off.Her bottom was nice, but I'm a pussy man at heart. Peeking out, at the bottom of her butt, was a plump, plush pussy covered, with thick, brown pubic hair. Her pussy lips were so meaty, they extended down at least two inches from her crotch area. With my palm turned upward, I reached under and rubbed the plush pussy. My hand rubbed smoothly, back and forth, over her hairy bush. It was like petting a cuddly kitty cat.As I rubbed, I felt a patch of moisture at the entrance to that pussy. Rubbing over the spot, I protruded my middle finger upward. It hit its mark and landed in the wet hole. I pushed it all the way in and wiggled it around. It was hot and wet. As I pumped my finger, in and out, Emma began to rock her hips.I knew she was ready, so I pulled off my pants and underwear, and positioned myself behind her. Like a heat seeking missile, my hard cock found its target, the entrance of her pussy. Pushing forward, I slid all the way in.I heard a moan come from Emma, as I began to pump in and out, slowly. From behind, her pussy seemed to grip me differently than in other positions. There seemed to be more pressure and friction on my cock head. I reached forward, and grabbed the breasts, hanging down from her crop top. They felt soft. As they popped out of her crop top, I got my first good look at her nipples. They were brown, the size of rosebuds, and stood out from the center of two quarter sized aureolas. I lightly pinched each one, between my fingers, and felt them beginning to blossom.Meanwhile, I started to pump deeper, faster, and harder. I must have hit a sensitive spot, within her pussy, for her insides started to spasm in orgasm around my cock. This lasted a good three minutes. Feeling this, my penis shot its load, deep into her pussy. (I would learn later, that I was hitting her G-Spot, causing a more intense vaginal orgasm.) Emma momentarily lost her balance, and fell forward, flat on the mat, with her butt sticking upward. I was still inside of her. After a while, I pulled out. With her legs spread, and her flat on her stomach, it was a delight watching the cum stream out of her pussy, onto the mat, beneath the butt above. "So did you like my butt?" Emma asked."Very much, but I really like these baby's too." I said, turning her over, and pulling off her crop top, as her two 36D breasts popped out.Feeling still aroused, by the sight of the voluptuous, naked fifteen year old in front of me, I put my mouth, over her right breast, sucking it in as deep as it would go, while licking the nipple with my tongue. I then did the same with her left breast. She pulled me on top and my mouth went up to meet hers. We commenced passionate, open mouth kissing, our tongues darting in and out of each other's mouth. Our hot breath, was flowing between our lungs.She lifted her legs and wrapped them around me, and also using her arms, pulled me as close as we could get. As we mashed our crotches against each other, my erect penis slid into her wet, hairy pussy, without the help of our hands.Her pussy was much hotter than before and sticky from my cum. I pumped into her, with long, deep strokes. Her sticky pussy walls, clung tightly around my shaft while her inner muscles, squeezed the head of my cock.I increased the pace, continuing to stroke deeply. Her body began to shake and I released another load deep into her. I pulled out, and waited for the cum to start flowing. Being deposited so deep, it took a few minutes, but finally there it came, another river of semen. Emma reached down, took some of the cum in the palm of her hand, and dripped it in her mouth."Yummy, that's good," she said, "I wish I could have more, but I need to get back to practice." She gathered up her uniform and left me lying naked on the mat.I got up and retired to my room for a shower, dinner, and an evening of relaxation. At about nine o'clock, my door opened up, and in walked sixteen year old Molly, in her uniform."I thought you might like a bedtime snack, John." she said.As she said this, she lifted the front of her skirt. She was not wearing any panties and her bright red bush glistened in the dim bedroom light. She plopped down on the bed, bent her two legs up to her knees, and spread wide."I am a little hungry." I admitted, as I lay down putting my head between her legs.I began lapping up, down, and all around her hairy, red bush. As I did, she began to get wet and her entrance started to open up, exposing the pink walls of her inner lips. I stuck my tongue in and licked the inside of those lips, first on the right, then on the left.It was hard to see, through the red hair, but her clitoris was sticking out, near the top of her lips. I immediately concentrated on it. With my tongue, I performed the alphabet technique on her clitoris. It must really work, because by the end of round four, I had her shaking and screaming.Still weak and shaky, she scooted to the floor where I was kneeling, and grabbed my hard penis. She started a slow stroking, using the milking technique that all the girls learn. As they were taught, she kept her milking extremely slow, even though I longed for a quick release. As she did this, her other hand gently cupped my balls.When she felt my balls start to tighten up, she increased the speed of her milking. That caused me spew a quarter of a cup of semen, onto the floor."Another load for the maid," I thought.Molly stood up and straightened out her skirt. "I'd offer to stay," she said, "but I think you're going to need all your energy for tomorrow, your last day here.""What happens tomorrow?" I asked."Let's just say, we're going to put your Super Viagra, to the test," she answered, as she walked out the doorway.I went over to the bed, and fell asleep.Day FiveI woke up with great anticipation. After doing my routine - shower, breakfast, pill, I went over to the practice gym. All six girls were there, in full uniform."Sit here, John," Molly said, "and enjoy the routine we prepared for you."The girls stood in a line, and started a series of cheers, touting the merits of JuraSex Park. At first they were normal cheers, and then they began to become very sexy, with lots of splits and thrusts, after ten minutes of this, when my cock could probably not get any harder, they sat in a line, cross legged on the mat in front of me.Twelve year old Patty was the first to stand up. It was then, I got a hint of what they were up to. She started a slow strip tease, as she recited a cheer."My name is Patty and I have no breasts.That doesn't seem to be a problem for guests.My little pussy, doesn't have much hair.Luckily men, like their little girls bare!"She held her arms in the air, spread her legs, and presented herself nude to me. I got to get another good look at her boyish body again - flat chest, little nipples, smooth pussy slit. I wondered how I could sit through more of this, without exploding.Next the thirteen year old twins got up. Instead of stripping individually, they reached over and proceeded to undress each other."We are the twins, and we're the same.We like to play a special game.We like to kiss, and lick and hug.And put our tongues in each other's rug."They then went over to the mat, naked, and prancing as they pushed their A-cup breasts upward. They lay down, one on top of the other, 69 style, and started to lick each other's thick black, bush. After a while of this, they lifted their heads, smiled up at me, and joined the other girls in line.Fourteen year old, blond Cindy was next. She started to strip."I am Cindy, and it's true what's said.I am an expert, at the 180 spread.If you ever met me, you would know.My splits are best, when felt from below."Jumping up in the air, Cindy spread her naked legs wide. She landed on the mat in a perfect side split and then shifted to a 180 degree center split. In this position, she humped the mat with her pussy, several times, her B-cup breasts bouncing as she did, and then ran over to join the line.I was definitely enjoying the show.Fifteen year old Emma, was next up.She did her strip, facing backwards."My name is Emma, and I look much older.Because of that, men think I'm bolder.I'm often treated like a common slut.My best feature, is my perfect butt."With that, she pulled off her last piece of clothing, her skirt. And shook her butt at me. Facing away, she got down on all fours, put a hand on each inner thigh, and spread wide. This gave me another perfect view, of her splayed open pussy from behind. Her beautiful 36D breasts, bounced nicely as she ran back to the group.Finally it was time for sixteen year old, team captain, Molly.Her movements were slow and sensual."My name is Molly, and my hair is red.My favorite spot, is a king size bed.My pussy's red, and full of desire.Most men say, my twat's on fire."Totally naked now, she stood with one leg pointed straight up in the air, in a standing, side split, exposing her open pussy for my pleasure. She then took her middle finger, rubbed in in and out of her pussy, ran over to me, put it under my nose and then dipped in into my mouth.I almost grabbed and nailed her right then, but decided to let her go back to the group.The girls shifted themselves around, and all sat, in a line, with their heels on the mat, legs bent at the knees, spread wide, and exposing their slightly opened pussies to my unobstructed view."How did you like the show, John?" Molly asked."It was truly, the best show I've ever seen." I said. "But as you can see, you girls have left me in quite a predicament." As I said this, I stood up, stripped off all of my clothes, and pointed to my rock hard, seven inch erection."I told you last night, we'd take care of that." said Molly. "We'd each like to have you today, one last time. It has come to my attention, however, that not all of us have gotten to taste you. I think we want to start with that, and then move on. We'll go in order. If you took your Super Viagra, you should stay hard the whole time."Patty, being first, came over and kneeled in front of me. She popped my penis, into her mouth, and started to suck away. Being that I was so excited, I came in about two minutes, pumping a big load, into her mouth. She was able to swallow most of it but some leaked out, between her lips and my penis, onto her cheeks. She scooped this excess up, with her fingers, and dripped it into her mouth.The frisky, thirteen year old twins were next. They ran over and pushed me onto my back. They then took turns, sucking my penis until I came in each of their mouths'. After I did, they bent over each other's mouths', and swapped my loads, back and forth. They both swallowed, and then it was Cindy's turn.Blond Cindy came over to me, and turned her body around, so that her pussy was over my face. She then did her trademark splits, landing her open pussy, onto my mouth. She leaned forward, and swallowed my penis. As she sucked my penis, I slurped the juices from her pussy. As I came, she continued sucking, swallowing every drop of my cum. She was on the verge of cumming, but I stopped, wanting her to anticipate later.When voluptuous Emma came over, I knew I was in for a real treat. She positioned herself over me, just like Cindy, but did not put her pussy onto my mouth. She choose instead, to just let me have the visual of her butt and pussy. As she leaned down, and took me into her mouth, she concentrated on the head of my penis. She sucked like a vacuum cleaner and licked in circles around the tip. I reached out and massaged those magnificent breasts while starring at her slightly open pussy, which was beginning to drip her juices, into my mouth. After several tastes of her nectar, I shot another load. It hit the back of her throat and then flowed down into her stomach. She pressed her pussy into my face as she got up to make way for Molly.Firebird Molly, came over and directed me onto all fours. She then spread my legs and slid under them, on her back, from the front. This left my penis, dangling directly over her mouth. She gobbled me up and swallowed me deep into her throat. I began pumping in and out as her hot, wet, tongue pressed the underside of my shaft. After a while of this, I exploded, shooting my cum, deep down her throat."Did you girls all get a good taste of John?" Molly asked."Yes!" the girls shouted in unison."OK, then it's time for phase two. John, give us a moment to change." Molly said. After a little while, I looked up, and was surprised by what I saw. Approaching me was twelve year old Patty, dressed in a little girl sun dress, licking a lollipop."Hey John, would you like to play with a little girl today?" she asked."Oh, would I ever!" I replied, as I lay on my back.Patty came over to me, lifted her dress, and rubbed the lollipop back and forth, over her bare pussy slit. She bent down over my face and placed her pussy on my mouth. I licked along her slit, tasting the sweetness of both the lollipop and her pussy.She got up and lay beside me, lowered the top of her dress, and rubbed the lollipop, first on one nipple and then the other."Would you like to taste my sweet gumdrops?" she said.Without answering, I leaned over, and then sucked on one and then the other nipple. As I did, they expanded, ever so slightly.I then reached around, and pulled the dress completely off.Balancing over her, I centered my penis, over her pussy slit, and pushed in. I remembered, since she was so small, that I could not push all the way in, so I stopped at three quarters. I pumped in and out, with a series of short, shallow strokes. The tightness of her pussy, along with the little girl fantasy, caused me to explode into her. She got up, and went back over to her place on the other mat, holding her hand over her little pussy, as if to try keeping my semen inside. As she sat there, getting ready to watch the other action, I noticed her fingering herself. Then I remembered, she was not able to have an orgasm by intercourse yet.The twins were next to approach me. They were dressed as school girls, in matching plaid skirts and white cotton blouses. They didn't waste any time. With me on my back, the first girl, lifted her skirt, and buried my erect penis, into her hair covered pussy. The other sat on my face, and planted her wet, hairy pussy hole, onto my mouth. One pumped up and down on my penis while the other rocked back and forth over my mouth as I licked with my tongue.After a while of this, I felt the first girl's pussy start to contract around my penis, and I knew this was the start of her orgasm. My penis also knew, as it shot a load, deep into her.She climbed off, and also cupped her hand, over her pussy. Meanwhile her sister, moved from my mouth to sit on my penis. Being she was so stimulated, she came almost instantly. Maybe it was the Super Viagra, but my desire was so great, I also came, leaving my seed deep within the other twin. She too got off, holding her hand in place, and they both went over to the mat.I wondered what was going on.Blond Cindy came over next. She had on a black leotard. It clung to every inch of her fourteen year old body. As she got closer, I noticed something strange. There was a two inch circular hole, centered in the crotch of her leotard. A light layer, of blond pubic hair, was visible through the hole.Cindy came over and straddled my pelvis, facing me. Using her hand, to aim my penis at the hole in her leotard, she began doing her center splits, right over me. The more her pelvis lowered down, the deeper my penis went into her pussy, until her crotch rested on mine and we were as deep as we could be. Even though we had done this, a few days ago, my penis seemed to go even deeper than before. Instead of pumping up and down, she rocked back and forth. On every forward rock, my shaft must have rubbed against her clitoris, for the more she rocked, the more excited she got. After ten minutes of rocking, the muscles of her inner lips, began gripping and releasing the head of my penis. This caused me to explode deep into her womb.As I looked over, I noticed that Patty, who was fingering herself, just exploded in an orgasm of her own. Cindy got up and again, held her hand against her opening.I couldn't wait to see what fantasy outfit Emma had picked out. The fifteen year old "woman/girl" did not disappoint. There was Emma, in a black, string, bikini. There was probably no other outfit that could show off her magnificent butt and breasts better. She came over and of course got on all fours. She pulled the crotch of her bikini bottom off to one side, exposing her pussy from behind, and motioned for me to "come on in". I centered myself and pushed forward, at the same time she pushed back, sliding in to the hilt. We pumped in and out, together for quite a while, until we both came together and I emptied another load into the sweet teen. As I pulled out, and lay back down, she snapped her crotch panel back in place, so as not to lose any of my cum. Finally Molly came over. She was clothed in a skin tight, bright red, silk mini dress, appropriate for both her red hair and fiery spirit."Well John," she said, "do you think you've gotten your money's worth out of that Super Viagra?""Not yet," I said, "I'm still hard and horny!"With that, she walked over to me, lifted the hem of her dress, and started to plant her fiery red bush, over my penis."No, you don't get to fuck me, I get to fuck you!" I said, as I rolled her over and rammed my pick into her red hot pussy.I meant it, I intended to reward her, by fucking her brains out, since she, as captain, orchestrated this whole routine.No slow strokes for this girl, from experience, I knew she liked it fast and hard. I pumped fast and deep into her for five minutes before I felt her explode around me. She started to push me out."Not so fast 'fire twat'", I said, "I haven't cum yet."I started to pump again, fast and deep. After ten more minutes of this, I felt her explode again. As she looked deep into my eyes, I shook my head no, as if to say not yet.Once again, I pumped in and out, I leaned up and forward a bit, so my shaft could rub against her clitoris. Molly was literally climbing the wall. Her breathing was fast and she was starting to sweat, as her pelvis rocked up and down to meet every stroke. Finally her pussy walls convulsed around my penis, and her whole body shook, as I emptied a giant load, deep into her pussy."Well John, I can truly say I've finally been 'fucked' properly." she said."OK, girls," she continued, "let's show John how we clean up."The girls stripped off any clothing remaining, lay on the mat in a circle, back and stomach, and mouth to pussy.I now understood why they were saving my cum. They began to lick and drink my cum, out of each other's pussies, those on top, used their tongues to lap greedily. Those below, just opened their mouths, and let the cum flow in, swallowing as it did. I was enjoying the sight. I reached down and grabbed my now flaccid penis. I started to stroke. It was not getting very hard. "I guess twelve is really the limit for Super Viagra," I thought.As the girls were finishing up, I noticed some of them seemed to have had mini orgasms in the process. They came over to me, still naked, an each gave me a goodbye hug, and then left for their dorm room.I went back to my room, showered, gathered up my things, and took my place on the tram.Just before we departed, the girls from every squad, in full uniform, came out and surrounded the tram. They performed one last group cheer, as the tram pulled away.Making an evaluation, on the ride home was a difficult task. It asked me to rate, in order, my experiences with the girls. I really could not decide between Patty's little girl body, the twins enthusiasm, Cindy's splits, Emma's butt and breasts, or Molly's fire red pussy.When I got back to the Orientation Center I saw that I had some free time so I decided to take in a round of golf. The course was a small, Par Three, Nine Hole Course. It was well groomed, with lots trees, and hidden nooks. There were no other guests to play with, so I decided to just shoot a round by myself. Course rules said I needed to use an electric cart and be accompanied by a caddy.I selected a cute twelve year old, with medium blond hair, bound in a ponytail, a B-cup breasts. She was wearing tight, white short shorts and a white halter top."Hi, my name is Sarah." she said, as she pulled up in a cart holding a set of clubs."I'm here to help guide you through the course, help with your clubs, and do anything else you want." she continued.I got in and we drove off. I could not help but admire her long, tan legs and how tightly the material of her shorts, dug into her crotch. Her halter top, outlined her bra less breasts quite nicely.She was very helpful at the first few holes, letting me know the lie of course and what clubs to use. As we moved on, we became friendlier. She sat close to me in the cart, rubbing her leg against mine. At the fourth hole, my ball went into the rough, behind some trees. Sarah and I went over to find it. "Ouch, she said," as she swatted around her left breast, "I think I just got bit by a mosquito.""Let's take a look." I said, lifting one side of her halter top."There it is." I said. "I'll make it better." And I placed a little kiss, on the underside of her left breast.With this, she pushed herself into me, and raised the other side of her halter top.I rose up, placed my mouth onto her nipple, and sucked it in, licking the tip with my tongue. When I felt it expand, I did the same thing to the other nipple.She lifted my face up, put her mouth over mine, and gave me a hot, wet open mouth kiss. Seeing the someone was behind us, she pulled down her halter, and we moved on.At the fifth hole, I decided to let her putt. She was having trouble, so I stood behind her to assist. Reaching around her from behind, her butt pushed into my crotch. My penis became erect inside my pants. Feeling it, Sarah turned around, placed her arms around me, and ground her pelvis into mine. As we did this, our breathing became heavy but we had to stop and move on.Our play continued, in the cart, at the seventh and eight holes. I rubbed the tight material of her shorts, between her legs, and she rubbed my penis through my pants until we were both on the verge of cumming.After teeing off at the last hole, we drove our cart onto to the fairway."Just where is the ninth hole?" I asked."Right here." she said, pointing to her crotch, as she steered the cart into a secluded area of trees.We stopped the cart and both got out. We could hardly strip off our clothing fast enough. She lay down first and I took a moment to admire that twelve year old body. Completely free of the halter, her breasts looked like two ripe melons with bright pink nipples pointing proudly upward. Her outer pussy lips, were full and plush, covered by a light thatch of blond hair. She was so turned on, her inner lips swelled out as did her clitoris.My penis was equally erect, and I wanted to waste no more time. I centered myself over her, placed my penis on her vaginal opening, and pushed right in.She pushed upward to meet me, and our pubic bones mashed together. Feeling each other's genitals melded together, we started fucking at a frantic pace, so frantic, that we came immediately. Not satisfied, we continued this animal fucking, until we each came three more times, her body rocking off the grass as I pumped what seemed like a quart of semen into her.I didn't want it end, so I took her back to my hut, and we fucked most of the night, until both of us passed out.***Chapter 4: Area 4: Walter's Water ParkDay OneI woke up with a naked Sarah beside me. I was rock hard and wanted so much to fuck her again, but I saw there was no time. I put on a pair of red, lifeguard swimming trunks, tucking my hard-on in, as well as I could, to prepare for my next experience. I boarded the tram, with a group of other guests, and started to watch the onboard video.The video began - In a little while, you will arrive at JuraSex Water Park. Surrounding a large pool, are a series of water slides, a lazy river, and other water attractions. There are a number of lifeguard stations throughout the area. Guest accommodations are in spacious cabana's behind each guests' lifeguard station. Each cabana has a king size water bed. The girls vary in age from ten to sixteen. There is a large dorm for the girls to sleep in but they are encouraged to spend overnight in the guests' cabanas. The only clothing allowed are swimsuits - one piece and bikini. You will assume the role of lifeguard. You may spend as much of the day as you want, watching the girls frolic and play. As lifeguards, you are responsible for the safety, welfare, and happiness of the girls. This is a three day experience. The pool area closes at dusk each day. Glass bottles are not allowed pool side.When the tram stops, please find your cabana, freshen up, apply sun screen if you wish, and then take your place at your lifeguard tower.Have a good time at JuraSex Water Park!The tram stopped and I found my cabana. After applying some spray-on sunscreen I went out to my lifeguard station. Climbing up and looking out, I got my first glimpse of what the next three days had in store.There were wall to wall teen and preteen girls, all in different kinds of swim wear, playing, swimming, and splashing. It was a good thing I remembered to take my pill.My attention was drawn to one on the water slides. It was not very steep, just long, and slightly pitched. Around it were three young girls who kept sliding down and then turning around and going back up, and sliding down again.I went over to talk to them. They appeared to be about thirteen, and were wearing conservative bikinis, that still showed off their B-cup breasts and round butts."Hi, my name is John. I'm one of your lifeguards." I said."We know." the short haired, blond girl said. "I'm Melanie, and these are Laurie and Jeanie.""That looks like fun." I said. "Can I join you?""Sure." they said, and we proceeded to climb up, sit down, and slide forward down the slide. Seeing it was not that steep, yet long, each trip took about two minutes.After doing this, several times, I spoke up. "This is fun girls," I said, "but it's getting a little boring. I think I'm done.""Oh no," Melanie said. "We were hoping you would play the game we invented. We call it, 'hump sliding'. We all take off our bottoms, and then sit on your lap and take turns sliding down. The first girl to make you cum, is the winner. If you make any of us cum, you win too.""Let me see if I understand," I said, "am I inside of you, or are you just on my lap?""Inside, silly," she said, "how else could we make you cum?""OK, I'm game." I said, as I pulled off my suit. The girls pulled off their bottoms. They all had nice, slightly plush, thirteen year old pusses, with a moderate amount of pubic hair on each. My penis sprang to attention.We climbed up to the top of the slide and I sat down. Melanie sat down over me and using her hand, guided my erect penis into her vaginal opening, at the base of her pussy. Once finding the right spot, she pushed down, sinking me into her. I held onto her, placing my hands on her breasts, over her bikini top. She lifted up and down a few times, to get me lubricated, and then we were ready. One, two, three and we started down the slide. The slide was slightly bumpy, causing our genitals to vibrate in and out of each other about an inch. The trip took two minutes, and although the feeling was good, it was not nearly intense enough to make me come.Laurie was next. As she sat on me, I noticed her pussy was hotter than Melanie's. I grabbed into her bikini clad breasts, and down we went. The vibrations on the way, got me a little more excited, but I was still not even close.Jeanie was the last to climb on my lap. I had a little trouble pushing into her, not because she was not wet, but because she was the tightest of the three. As we slid down, the vibrations, plus her tightness, got me the closest of all of them to cumming.As I climbed back up to the top, I looked around the park, thinking we must have been a sight to behold. I soon noted, that we were not alone in our sex play. On one lifeguard tower, a saw a fifteen year old, blond, straddling a middle aged guest. On a towel, to the side, I saw a gray haired man, eating out the pussy of an eleven year old. And in the pool itself, there was a guest on an air mattress, on his back, with a twelve year old girl's mouth wrapped around his cock. Oh how I love Jurasex park! As Melanie climbed back on for round two, I placed my hands under her bikini top, took a grip of her B-cup breasts, and we started down the slide. Besides the vibrations of the slide, she attempted to rock up and down as we slid. This got me even closer to cumming.When Laurie climbed on top, I was again engulfed by her hot pussy. She reached behind, and pulled off her bikini top. I grabbed onto her breasts and down we went. As I was just about to cum, we hit the water below, which stayed my release.Then Jeanie slid down on me again. She was still as tight as before. When she also pulled off her top, I not only grabbed her breasts, but was able to massage her nipples. She was able to rock up and down more as we were descending the slide. All of this managed to trigger an orgasm in both of us. As her pussy clutched my cock, I in turn, shot right up into her. As we hit the pool below, my penis fell out of her pussy, leaving a white, milky, stream in the water."We won!" Jeanie shouted. "Sorry that you two didn't get to cum.""Oh, we'll fix that." Melanie said, as she led us all to a shady spot, behind the lifeguard stand. Melanie and Laurie, sat down, cross legged, and Melanie removed her top so they were both totally naked. Jeanie and I sat opposite them, to watch what they were about to do.Melanie and Laurie, reached down with one hand, and spread their pussy lips, near the top. With their other hand, first they wet their finger in their mouths, and then they began to rub them, in circles, around their clitorises'.Jeanie, who was sitting next to me, must have gotten excited by this. She reached over and picked up some nearby suntan lotion, squirted it onto her palm, reached over and began rubbing my penis. She reached down, with her other hand, and started rubbing her own clitoris. The faster we all rubbed, the more excited we got. Finally, the three girls exploded and I shot my load, onto the concrete."Well that was nice," Melanie said, "you can play with us anytime."They gathered up their suits, and went on their way as I put on mine, and went to my station. After observing all the action, for a while, I noticed two sixteen year old blonds, sunbathing, off to the right hand side of my station. They had on tiny red bikini bottoms but were topless. They appeared to have 36-D breasts. I went over to where they were laying."Hi, my name is John," I said, "I just wanted to make sure you two weren't going to get sunburned.""I'm Amy, and this my friend Sue," said the one on the left."Actually, we could use another layer of sunscreen. Can you help us put it on?""Sure, I'm the lifeguard. My job is to protect." I laughed.Taking the bottle of lotion, that was by their side, I squirted some on Amy's front, just below her neck. She closed her eyes. Reaching over, I first rubbed it upward, covering her neck and upper chest, and then rubbed the rest first onto her right and then her left breast. Wanting to make sure, they were fully protected, I rubbed each breast completely, including the nipples. As I did, she began to moan softly. I finished up with her abdomen and then went down to her legs, starting at the feet and working my way up to her thighs. When I got to rubbing her inner thighs, she spread her legs. As I was applying lotion there, I couldn't help but occasionally, brush up against her crotch. Each time I did, I heard another moan. I repeated the process with Sue, who reacted in a similar manner.The girls continued, to sunbathe, for the rest of the afternoon, with me by their side, talking and joking around. Finally, Amy spoke up."It's getting awfully hot here'" she said, "perhaps we can retreat to your cabana, to get out of this sun."The girls got up, picked up their bikini tops, and the three of us walked off to my cabana.After entering, Amy noticed my large shower stall, off in the bathroom. "Mind if we use your shower, to rise off this lotion?" she asked."Only if I can join you." I answered. "Of course," she said, "this is JuraSex Park."We all stripped off our bottoms, got in the shower, and turned it on. As we lathered each other up, I got to get a good look at their bodies. They were each about five feet, five inches tall. Their hair was blond and shoulder length. Their breasts, which I already got a good look and feel of, were slightly tan, as were the rest of their bodies', except for the white area that their bikini bottoms covered.Their pussies, were plush, with wide outer lips, and meaty inner lips, protruding from within them. Their bushes were blond and full.Being there with these two naked sixteen year olds, caused my penis to spring to attention again.Seeing this, Sue got down on her knees, in front of me, and popped my penis, into her mouth. She sucked and slurped, as I lathered up Amy's pussy with a soapy wash cloth. I don't know who exploded first, me or Amy. As I shot, a hot stream of semen, down Sue's throat, Amy collapsed, and luckily I caught her. We rinsed off, and wrapped ourselves in big, white, towels.I called and had dinner brought in for the three of us. As we ate and talked, I kept getting glimpses of the blond "beavers" beneath the bottom of their towels. After dinner, it was getting late, so we retired to the bed."Amy, do you mind if I take care of Sue, before we go any further?" I asked. "She didn't get to cum yet."Please go right ahead," she said, "I love to watch."Hearing this, I lay Sue on her back, and peeled off the towel. I put my face, right into her blond pussy. Spreading her plush lips, with my fingers, near the top, I exposed her sensitive clitoris. I placed the tip of my tongue, directly on it, and licked, ever so lightly. Through the years, I learned that most girls prefer a light touch down there. Sue was no different. I continued to lick lightly.When I looked over, I noticed that Amy, had her hand, under the towel, and was rubbing in time to my licking.As I licked faster, Sue's pelvis pushed up to meet my tongue harder, and Amy's rubbing became quicker.Sue gave her pelvis, a big push upward, at which time I locked my wet lips, around her now enlarged clitoris, and sucked hard. Her body shook, from head to toe, and then she went limp, onto the bed.I looked over, and saw Amy's body, also explode in another orgasm."Hey, I thought you were just going to watch?" I teased her."Well, I wanted to get ready, for what's next." she said."And what's that?" I asked.She pulled off her towel, pushed me onto my back, and straddled me. Reaching underneath, she grabbed my penis, put it on her vaginal opening, at the bottom of her pussy. As she pushed down, I popped right in. She was hot and wet from her orgasm and I slid in and out of her easily.From that position, I couldn't help but reach up, and grab her nipples gently. As I massaged her nipples, she pumped up and down, on my penis faster. Her plush pussy, clung tightly to my head and shaft, as it slid in and out. The motion of the water bed, added to the intensity. This sixteen year old, made love like a women twice her age. When I felt the walls of her pussy, spasm around my penis, I shot my hot cum, straight up into her.As Amy climbed off of me, my semen streamed out of her, and landed on my pelvis, coating my pubic hair. She bent down, and cleaned me up with her tongue, first licking my pubic hair and then the base of my penis, which sprung to life again.Sue looked up at us and spoke. "No fair," she said, "I always seem to be one 'cum' behind.""Well that's easy to fix." I replied.I rolled on top of her, and plunged my penis into her hot pussy hole. I decided I should take her fast and furiously and pumped in and out as fast as I could. It didn't take much of this, to send both of us, over the top. I rolled off of her, watching another stream of my semen, flow out of her opening, onto the bed. The three of us fell asleep.Day TwoI woke up, the next morning, to the sound of the shower. I saw the two sixteen year olds, under the spray. They were soaping each other up, concentrating on their breasts and pusses. My penis got hard at the sight. I grabbed it and started to pump.Suddenly, I sensed someone in front on me. It was Amy."Hey, there's no need to handle things yourself," she said, "that's what we're here for."She bent down, and took my cock into her mouth. She sucked it deep down into her throat and proceeded to give me a slow, mellow, morning blow job, as I watched a naked Sue, in the shower. Soon I exploded, with a number of, strong spurts, which she swallowed gladly.She then pulled me up , to join them in the shower. We cleaned ourselves up, dried off, and put our swim suits back on. They each gave me a hug and kiss, and left. I sipped my morning coffee, took my pill, and prepared for the day ahead.Having had two mature girls, the day before, I longed for something younger today.I made my way over to the splash pool, where the preteens tended to congregate. Sure enough, there for four ten and eleven year olds, splashing in the shallow water, and squirting each other with the water cannons.Unlike the older girls, these preteens had on one piece swimsuits. The suits had high cut legs and were made of a stretchy material, that clung tightly to their bodies, so tightly, in fact, that it dug into the cracks on their crotches and outlined their immature pussy lips. They mostly had flat tops, with just the hint of breast mounds with perky nipples, that poked up through the material of their suits. Oh how I loved this look!Even though, they had all gone through SexSchool and had been deflowered at The Blue Lagoon, the preteens all seemed to still be a little naive when it came to sex. They were fascinated by the male body, unsure of what to do, yet eager to please. For example, I noticed them whispering to each other about the bulge in my swimsuit. As they ran playing around the area, several of them brushed up against my front, causing me to get even harder."Hello girls," I said, "my name is John. I'm the lifeguard. Can I play with you today?""Oh, we'd like that." they said in unison.With that, I started to chase the girls around the pool, splashing, picking them up, and throwing them into the water.They ganged up on me and wrestled me onto my back. With a mischievous look on their faces, they held me down, as one after another, straddled my pelvis, and rocked their swimsuit clad crotches, against my hard penis. After several rounds of me rubbing against them, I came in my swim trunks. They must have noticed the wet spot, and jumped off of me, giggling as they did. One of the girls ran over to the water cannon, started to spray my suit at the crotch."Let's clean him off." she said.After my trucks were thoroughly soaked, I spoke. "I have a better idea." I said. "Why don't you girls, go lay over there in a line, and spread your legs."As they did, I took my place behind the water cannon. I placed it on a setting called pulse, which shot short pulses of water, rather than a steady stream, and took aim between their legs. Pulling the trigger, I went from girl to girl, giving them each a sample of what was to come. When they each got a tease, I aimed back at the crotch of the first girl, and let the water hit at the top of her pussy where I knew her clitoris was. It only took a few minutes of intense water pulsing, before she exploded in a rocking orgasm. I repeated the process with the next two girls, getting the same results.When I got to the fourth girl, she did something that surprised me. She reached between her legs, and slid the crotch of her suit to the side, exposing her bare pussy. As was with most preteens, it was merely a slit between two thin pussy lips. I took aim, and again pulled the trigger. The strong spray, seemed to ply open her lips slightly, exposing the clitoris, to a direct hit. It didn't take long for this to get her exploding."Gee John," she said, "we like the way you play. How about some more fun."With that, she took my hand, and we jumped into the waist high end of the main pool. This girl was a little taller than the rest, and had short, brunette hair."My name is Brittany," she said. "I think we should formally get to know each other."She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips. She gave me a big, open mouth kiss, plunged her tongue down my throat, as she ground her crotch onto mine in the water. My cock instantly got hard again."You know, the water canon really turned me on." she said. "I'm ready for a man now." I reached down, and pulled my trucks down, without losing my balance. She reached down, and slid the crotch of her swimsuit, off to the side. I leaned forward, and buried my seven inch cock into her bare pussy hole. She gasped at the feeling of it going all the way in. She let go of my neck, and leaned backward, floating on her back, with me steadying her with my arms. We gently rocked back and forth, sliding in and out of each other, the movement of the waves, helping our action.Whether it was the moisture from her orgasm, or the water from the pool, Brittany was super slick and I was able to slide in and out easily. The light pressure felt nice around my shaft and I soon pumped a load of my semen into her. She too had a nice orgasm, though not as powerful as with the cannon. While still inside her, some of my semen leaked out around her pussy, and floated to the surface near us. We both laughed at the sight. As I pulled out completely, an even bigger glob, rose to the top. "Thanks John," she said, as she hopped out of the pool, "I hope we can play again later."As I stood in the water, my trucks still around my ankles, one of the other girls floated up to me on an air mattress. "Hi, my name is, Gina." she said. "Do you like what you see?""Yes I do." I said, as I stared at her body. She was medium height, for her age, and had black hair, in pigtails. She was on her back, on the air mattress, with her legs dangling over the end. In this position, her pelvis pointed upward, leaving her slit and outlined pussy lips visible for all to admire.Since eating little girl pussy, was one of my favorite things to do, I bent right down, and began licking her cloth covered crotch. Feeling this, she reached over and pulled the cloth to one side, so that I could have direct contact with her pussy.As was with Brittany, her pussy was little more than a narrow slit. As I licked more, and began prying open that slit with my tongue, a plush, set of inner lips emerged. I spread them open, with my hands and licked up one side and down the other. Between those lips, at the top, was her tiny clitoris. I soon concentrated my attention on that.As I was doing this, I felt someone swim over beside me. It was one of the eleven year olds. She had blond, curly hair and slightly bigger breasts than the others. Through the clear water, she noticed that my penis was erect. She dove down, under the water, placed my penis in her mouth, and started to suck. She must have run out of breath, for after a few minutes, she came up for air coughing.She stood by my side, watching me eat Brittany's pussy, and then reached down clutched and started to pump my penis. She pulled down the left side top of her suit, and exposed he little breast mound. She reached over and placed my free hand on it.As I sucked on Brittany's clitoris, her body shook, and she almost fell off the air mattress. I squeezed the blond girl's breast, I felt the pumping on my penis get faster and spewed out another load which also rose to the surface of the water. (Looking around the pool, I saw a number of semen blobs. The other guests must have been having as much fun as me, I thought.)Looking over to the blond, she was adjusting the top of her suit."Hi, I'm Stacey, by the way." she said. " I hope you will also eat my pussy later.""Just tell me when you're ready," I said. Pulling up my trunks, I climbed out of the pool, and went over, to where I noticed the last girl of the group. She had brown hair that was pulled into a pony tail. She was lying on her stomach, propped up on her elbows, reading a magazine. Her legs were slightly spread, the crotch of her swimsuit, was stretched tightly over her pussy."Hi, I'm Karla," she said, "I thought you'd never get to me."As she said this, she reached behind her, and pushed the cloth on her crotch, over to one side."Wow, how forward she was." I thought. "I wouldn't overlook a beauty like you." I said, reaching down and rubbing her bare pussy with my hand. As I did this, I could feel she was super moist."I'll try to make your wait worthwhile." I continued.Pulling down my trunks, I was, of course, hard again.In this position, I could see a slightly open hole, just below her butt crack, that I knew was the entrance to her pussy. I centered myself on it and pushed forward. I slid right in. She popped down from her elbows, onto her chest, and pushed her butt upward.This afforded me a straight path, and I slid in and out smoothly.As this backwards position, always grips my cockhead tightly, I came in no time. The feel of my hot cum, triggered her own orgasm, as she came right after me.I pulled out and she snapped her crotch panel back in place. As my semen seeped out, it left and expanding wet spot on the crotch of her swimsuit.She looked over and gave me a wicked smile."I guess I found the right group of preteens." I thought.I played around with them, for the rest of the day and when it was getting late, I invited the four of them back to my cabana.They grabbed a gym bag, they had with them and followed me to the cabana.When they saw the shower, the first thing they asked was if they too could freshen up. We all jumped in the shower, and cleaned up. Unlike with the sixteen year olds, there was no sex this time. The closest thing to it, was the girls taking turns feeling my semi flaccid penis, as they giggled in the spray. When we were done, they put on tee shirts that they had in their bag. The tee shirts came down to top of their thighs, and they didn't wear any panties. I slipped on a pair of boxer shorts.I ordered in some pizza, and we sat around eating and talking. As they sat, cross legged, and their tee shirts rode up, and I got some more good looks at their bare pussy slits. This caused my penis to form a tent in my boxers."Are we bothering you. John," said Brittany, as she put her hand on the front of my boxers."I wouldn't say bother," I said, "it's more like excite, stimulate, or turn-on.""But we're just little girls, ten and eleven," she continued, "what makes us so special?""Well you just said it, you're just little girls, ten and eleven," I said, "and this is - JuraSex Park."With that, the four girls led John over to the waterbed, removed their tee shirts, and pulled off John's boxers."We want to have you all at once," Brittany said, "lay down."As I lay down, on my back, the blond Stacey sat on my face, placing her pussy, directly, on my mouth, I heard her say, "Remember, you owe me this." I stuck up my tongue and licked, searching for her clitoris.Gina, with her black pig tails, climbed on top on my penis, and pushed down onto me. I felt her plush inner lips, slide around my shaft, as I slid into her pussy hole. "I've wanted this cock, since you ate me." she said.Brittany kneeled on my right side, and Karla kneeled on my left. They each grabbed a hand, and placed them on their pussies. I knew what they were getting at, so I put my index fingers' into their holes, while my thumbs massaged their clitorises'.There I lay, in heaven, licking, pumping, and fingering four naked preteen girls. After fifteen minutes of this, Stacey was the first to cum, flooding my face with her juices. Feeling this, I exploded into Gina causing her whole body to shake. Then Brittany and Karla's bodies' shook and melted downward, trapping my fingers, deep in their pussy holes.After a while, they all climbed off, and fell asleep around me. In about an hour, I felt someone breathing and whispering in my ear. It was Stacey. "John, John," she whispered, "I'm the only one you haven't fucked yet. I don't want to miss out.""OK, come here," I said, "we don't want to wake the others."We quietly got out of bed, and I lay on top of her on the floor.Her relatively larger breasts, felt good against my chest.Probing around with my penis, I found the entrance, at the bottom of her pussy and tried to push in. It was a little dry, so I spit on my hand and rubbed it on my penis. It then slid right in.After a few strokes, I felt her starting to get wet. She wrapped her legs around my hips and pulled me deep into her. Stacey's tight pussy walls, clung tightly around the head of my penis.Being slightly sleepy, I wanted this mellow fuck, to last forever.I pumped in and out of her, in long, slow, deep strokes, making my penis feel longer than it was and making her pussy seem even deeper.Each time I would feel her start to speed up her pelvic thrusting, I would stop for a moment, and then proceed at an even slower pace. I kept this up for an hour. The pleasure was unlike anything I ever felt to this point. When she started thrusting her pelvis upward again, pressing herself so hard and deep, that it almost hurt, I decided to finally let her have it.I pumped in and out, as deep, and fast as I could. After about twenty strokes, her pussy walls began expanding and contracting so tightly, that I felt like I squirted a quart of semen into her. Her contractions lasted so long, they milked every last drop out of me.Stacey's face had an expression of disbelief. At eleven, she had not had that much experience, but this was a fuck to be remembered. I pulled out, and my cum flowed out of her pussy, onto the floor.As we looked up, we saw three pairs of eyes, starring at us from the bed and then we heard loud clapping."Way to go Stacey," they yelled, "you win the grand prize."We jumped up into the bed, and the other girls had their hands all over me, but was so exhausted, I fell asleep.I slept soundly and had several dreams of preteens sucking my cock. Waking up, during one of these dreams, I saw Brittany , between my legs, with my penis in her mouth. Maybe they were not dreams after all. Nevertheless, I closed my eyes, and fell back to sleep, enjoying the feeling down there.Day ThreeI woke up, the next morning, to the sight of four, naked preteens sprawled across my bed, sound asleep. I got up quietly, and had my coffee, as I admired their innocent forms. They woke up, one by one, used my shower, and then put back on their one piece bathing suits. They grabbed a donut, from the tray that was delivered this morning, gave me a group hug, and left, to play with some other lucky guest.I took a quick shower, put on my lifeguard trunks, and went out to see what new adventure I would have today. I decided to check out the lazy river. It was like most other lazy rivers, a slow flowing, stream of water, that circled the park. Guests rode in oval shaped inner tubes, lazily around the outside of the park. Each trip took about a half hour. It was decorated in a tropical motif. When I got there, I spotted a twelve year old girl, waist deep, trying to catch an inner tube, as they floated by. She was wearing a pink bikini, had black, wavy hair, and a nice body, with B-cup breasts. "Hi, my name is John," I said, "can I help you with that?""My name is Jana," she said, "and yes, you can help me grab a tube."I jumped in and quickly snatched one. "Here you go." I said."Would you like to ride with me?" Jana asked."Yes I would," I answered, "just how does is this going to work?""Well, you just lay, on your back, in the tube, sitting in the opening, and I'll lie on my back, on top so you can hold me." she said.I got in, and lifted her on top of me. After some adjusting, we started floating down the river. Her butt was planted squarely on my crotch, and my hands had nowhere to rest, except on her cloth covered breasts. Not only did she not mind this, but since we were in JuraSex Park, it was encouraged. The lazy river was a nice contrast to my wild night before. As we floated around, we relaxed and talked. There were lots of sites, both natural and "manmade" to entertain us along the way.In addition to waterfalls and tropical flowers, there were nude young girls, playing in the streams, and a number of guests, making love in various positions, on the banks.This got us both excited. My penis got hard and poked up in my trunks, landing on her cloth covered pussy, at the base of her butt. Feeling this, Jana rocked against me. I moved my hands from above her bikini top to underneath, so I could gently squeeze her nice B-cup breasts and nipples. As I was doing this, she pulled the top completely off, and tossed it to the bank.I took my right hand, and started rubbing her crotch, over the cloth of her bikini bottom. Her breathing was getting fast and swallow. She reached for the elastic at the front of her bottoms and pulled it forward. This was her signal for me to put my hand inside. I reached in, all the way down, and put my middle finger into her wet pussy hole, enjoying the feel of her silky bush. I drew my moist finger up a few inches and landed on her clitoris. I gently rubbed her clitoris, in circles, making sure to keep it nice and moist the whole time. As we approached our first rotation around the park, I felt little ripples start in her pussy and spread to the rest on her body. She had the mildest, sweetest orgasm I ever saw."Should we retire to the banks, with the others?" I asked."No, I have a better idea." she said.We stopped the tube and she jumped off. I lifted my hips, and she pulled off my trunks, tossing them to shore. She pulled off her bottoms, and tossed them near mine. She climbed back on top, this time facing me. Since the tube was oval shaped, she was able to straddled it, with me inside, and her legs dangling on each side, in the water. She put her arms around my neck, lifted her hips up, and sank my hard cock, into her wet pussy. We sat still, and let the ripples of the river, stimulate our pleasure, as we floated on our second rotation, around the park. We again, saw the other guests coupling on the banks. We got more excited and were not content to merely wait for the river vibrations to get us off. We started to rock, and gently pushed in and out of each other.Wanting the feeling to last, we made sure to keep our rocking steady but slow. In and out we pumped, as our inner tube continued around the river. The soft, silky, walls of her pussy surrounded the head of my penis, like soft, hot butter. As we approached our second time around, Jana bent over and gave me a deep, open mouth kiss, thrusting her tongue down my throat and pressing her firm breasts against me. I felt those little ripples start again in her pussy, this time around my penis. Rather than shoot a strong ejaculation, her gentle contractions merely milked the semen slowly from my penis. "Wow, what a mellow beginning, to a relaxing day, on a lazy river." I thought.We stayed inside each other, until the end of the ride. As my cum leaked out, it left a stream of white semen, in the river behind us.Finally we jumped off the tube, and grabbed and put on our suits, that someone had retrieved and left at the end. I said good bye, thanked Jana for the wonderful time, and walked away. As I looked back, I saw her in the water again, struggling to grab a tube, as another guest approached her. As I got to my tower, I noticed there was a fourteen year old, in a white bikini, anxiously waiting for something."Hello, can I help you?" I said."Are you John?" she asked."Yes." I answered."Hi, my name is Raquel." she said. "I need to ask you a favor. I've never had an orgasm, through intercourse. My friend Stacey, said you were awesome at turning her on. I was hoping you could help me.""Well I can try." I said. "Follow me into my cabana."Once inside, I continued. "Let's take a look at you now." I said, as she stood in front of me.As I said, Raquel was about fourteen years old. She had medium length, brunette, curly hair. Through her white bikini, I could tell she had ample, C-cup breasts and long legs. She was tan all over.I reached over and unhooked her bikini top. Her nice breasts popped out. They were milky white, a nice contrast to her tan body. Obviously she didn't sunbathe topless. Her nipples were a delicate pink.I pulled down her bottoms as she raised her legs and stepped out of them. That area was also as white as her breasts. She had a rather thick bush, of brunette, curly pubic hair.I pushed her onto her back, on the bed. She spread her legs for me. This exposed her plush pussy through the thick hair. Her outer lips were thick, and when I spread them apart with my hands, an equally thick set of inner lips pushed out. At the bottom of these, was her vaginal opening, and at the top was her budding clitoris. Seeing this, my penis got rock hard."The key to an orgasm during intercourse," I said, "is proper arousal. And the key to proper arousal, is the clitoris."I bent down, and put my tongue right on her clitoris. I licked back and forth and in circles."The key to stimulating a clitoris," I continued, "is to vary the direction of the licking. That's why the alphabet technique works so well."I went back to it. This time as I licked, I spread open her inner folds, and rubbed the insides with my fingers. Each time I felt her getting excited, I slowed down. After several minutes of this, I stopped, as I felt she was about to explode.Pulling off my trucks, and climbing between her legs I centered my erect penis down, at the entrance to her pussy and pushed forward. I slid right in as the walls of her vagina, wrapped around my shaft and squeezed the head.As I pumped in and out deeply, I could feel her getting excited, but sensed she was nowhere near cumming. "The final key to female orgasm," I said, "are lightning speed strokes."I went from slow deep strokes, to pumping as fast as I could, just like my middle of the night encounter with Stacey. In addition, I leaned forward and upward, so that the top of my shaft, rubbed against her clitoris on every stroke.A few minutes of this, was all that it took. Her body began shaking and then exploded in a massive orgasm. I shot a good sized load of my semen into her shaking pussy.I pulled out and watched it leak onto my bed."I guess that's how to make a girl cum." she said."Yea, just communicate, and tell the guy what you want," I said, "and get him to concentrate on your clitoris.""Thank you so much, John," she said, "you've really helped me."She put on her bikini top and bottom and left. I noticed a wet spot on her crotch, where cum continued to leak, but didn't say anything. Seeing it was one o'clock, I knew this "experience" was almost over. I took a final shower, put on my trunks, and went out to board the tram.On the ride back, I did my evaluation. I couldn't think of anything to improve, except maybe add rubber mats to lie on in the concrete pool area.When the tram got us back to the Arrival/Orientation Center, I got off and went back my Transition Hut. I changed into some shorts and a Hawaiian shirt, and went to the restaurant for dinner. After dinner, seeing that it was early, I went to the Bar for a drink.There were only a few guests there, so I struck up a conversation, with my waitress. Her name was Silvia. She was forty something, had blond wavy hair, and had a mature body with 38D breasts. I learned that she was a nursery caregiver, working nights at the Bar. As I was talking to her, I remembered the orientation video. It said - Retired cast members and others, working at the Spa, JuraSex Bar, and other areas are available for guests desiring sex during transition periods between experiences. Just make individual arrangements with them. No additional fees will be charged for this.Seeing that I was still full of Super Viagra, I decided to ask her to join me for the night. Without hesitating, she said yes, and we went back to my hut.As soon as we got in door, she threw her arms around me, put her mouth over mine, and gave me a hot, wet kiss, thrusting her tongue halfway down my throat."I don't get much sex," she said, "everyone seems to go for the younger girls.""Well I've had them all day," I said, "and I'm ready for a change."With that, she tore off her clothes and then mine, and pushed me onto the bed."I guess I knew who the aggressor was going to be tonight." I thought.Before she jumped on me, I got a good look at her. As I said, she had a mature body, her tummy was not as flat as it could be, her thighs were thickening, and her 38D breasts, sagged a bit under their weight. She was what they call, a perfect MILF. Her pussy was plush and meaty, and her bush had thick, blond pubic hair, with streaks of gray.After pushing me onto the bed, her mouth went directly onto my cock. She swallowed it all the way down, and sucked, like there was no tomorrow. As I was deep in her throat, I felt her tongue licking the underside of my shaft. All of the girls, I have had were great, but this woman, really knew what she was doing. It didn't take long before I came, shooting all the way down her throat.What didn't go all the way down, landed in her mouth and on her tongue. She swirled it around and swallowed and then came up and gave me a big, open mouth kiss. The after taste of my cum was both gross and erotic at the same time.She then climbed up over my face, and planted her pussy, right on my mouth."Eat me, while you get hard again!" she said. Evidentially she didn't know about Super Viagra.Nevertheless, I complied enthusiastically. Licking all around her pussy, darting my tongue in and out of moist her pussy hole. She leaned forward, which afforded me access to her clitoris. Unlike the little buds I was used to, hers was a two inch piece of flesh.As I licked her clitoris, I also sucked it between my lips. When her orgasm started, it was not just confined to her pussy, but her whole body shook and then she fell forward."Well, I guess it has been a long time since you had sex," I said, "it looks like you really needed that.""Yes I did!" she said. "And I really need this too!"Noting that my cock was erect, and pointing straight up, she scooted down over me, and plunged me right in. I leaned my head forward and watched her blond haired lips, surrounding my shaft, as I slid in and out. Truthfully, her pussy was so loose, I didn't think she could ever make me cum. Then I felt something incredible. She started doing "Kegel" squeezes, repeatedly contracting, and relaxing the muscles of her vagina around my penis I thought I was going to cum instantly and then she stopped.She rotated facing away from me, a position known as reverse cowgirl, and started pumping again. Every time she did a "Kegel" squeeze, her pussy lips, would grip the skin of shaft, and pull it upward. I looked up again, and could see her pussy, sliding over my cock, from below her butt. All of a sudden, she did a "Kegel" squeeze, but didn't relax, and pumped herself up and down, in rapid succession. This caused me to shoot a copious load up into her, while her whole body exploded again. She continued to pump after our orgasms subsided. I looked up, and could see a slick, coating of white cream, on my penis as it glided in and out. She finally pulled up, and thick globs fell onto my crotch.She put her tongue down there, licked me clean, and swallowed it down her throat.She then came up, and gave me another open mouth kiss. This time I tasted even more of myself."Thanks John," she said, "I did need that. Look me up whenever you want.She left and I went to sleep.***Chapter 5: Area 5 Babes of ThailandDay OneI woke up relaxed and had my morning coffee. After a shower, I searched my closet for my next outfit. It was a tropical shirt, linen slacks, and sandals.(Very touristy) I also had a wallet, filled with US money. After dressing, I boarded the tram for my next experience.As the tram pulled away, the video began - Welcome to Babes of Thailand. Designed to look like the Streets of Bangkok, Thailand, this Area consists of a several block neon lit city street with various buildings. On the first stories, of the buildings, are the Thai Bars and Clubs. Guest accommodations are, on the second stories, in one bedroom, apartments. Clothing for the girls is determined as to whether they are working in the clubs or on the streets. You may roam the streets and Clubs of Bangkok, picking up the notoriously young Thai girls for your pleasure. This is a three day experience.This Area was added, due to the large number of Oriental girls available on the adoption market. Due to this large number, you may encounter a random virgin. You were also given US dollars, to make the experience more authentic. (Although the Baht, is the official currency of Thailand, locals prefer the US dollar.) When the tram stops, please find your room, get settled, then start your adventure.Have fun and welcome to Babes of Thailand.Is I got off the tram, I looked around and was surprised to see the street filled with just Thai girls. Not to be racist, but it was hard to tell how old they were, they all looked so young.My room was upstairs from a Strip Club called Kitty Katt's I went upstairs, dropped off my bags, and looked around the room. It was dark and sparsely furnished. There was a full size mattress on the floor that appeared to have seen better days. The bathroom, was down the hall and had to be shared. I hoped this was merely a JuraSex Park illusion rather than the result of property decline. I decided to check out the club below. Kitty Katt's was a small club, with just one stage with a stripper pole, a long bar, and several tables scattered around the dark exterior. There were several guests at the tables with girls. They appeared to be getting hand jobs.On stage, was a sixteen year old, in a metallic gold thong bikini, with nice C-cup breasts, gyrating to the music of the juke box.I took a seat, at the stage. When she approached me, I tucked a dollar bill into her garter belt. She pulled down the right side cup of her bikini top, and placed her breast in my mouth. I sucked her nipple for a moment and then she pulled away and resumed dancing.I grabbed another dollar bill, and slid it under the garter. She raised her leg up and pulled the material on the crotch of her bikini bottom of the side, exposing a bare, shaved pussy. She wiggled it for a moment and then snapped the material back in place. I decided to see what two dollars would get me, and I slid them into the same place. With that, she came to the edge of the stage, lie down on her back, spread her legs wide, and pulled the crotch of her bikini bottom, off to one side. She then stuck a finger in her pussy and pumped it in and out. When she was finished, she came over, and stuck that finger, into my mouth. I licked it greedily."You like taste my kitty, Mister." she said. "You want more?" "Not right now," I said, "maybe later." I walked over to the bar and sat down. I was immediately flanked, on both sides, by two fourteen year old looking girls, in red, shiny, straight cut, Asian mini dresses. They had long, straight black hair, and what appeared to be small breasts."You want company Mister? they said. "For twenty dollar, we go back to room with you, OK?""OK." I said, as I paid them, we left the bar and went to my room.When they got to the room, they reached around the back of each other, unzipped the dresses, and let them fall to the floor.As they stood next to each other, I admired their B-cup bare breasts and bikini clad bottoms, I started to get a hard on."What you want us to do, Mister?" they asked, rubbing my penis, through my pants."I don't know," I said, "why don't you girls surprise me."First they came over, stripped me, and sat me on a chair.They went over, and peeled off each other's panties. For being only fourteen years old, they had full, thick black bushes.They went over to the mattress, got on top of each other 69 style, and started eating out each other's pussy. They licked and slurped all over one another's lips and clitoris until both of them exploded and separated.Sitting in the chair, my penis was sticking straight up. This afforded a perfect perch, as the first girl came over, straddled me facing forward, and impaled her pussy, onto my cock. As she was sliding up and down, her partner swung around on the mattress, opened her legs, and opened her pussy lips with one hand. She spread them wide, allowing me a good look inside and used her other hand to rub all around. Seeing that, I came, shooting one hot spurt after another into her fourteen year old pussy. As she climbed off, a load of white semen dripped out of her pussy, on to the floor. I looked down, and noticed a dozen other stains on the floor. I hoped this was also part of the atmosphere.As the first teen climbed off, the other climbed on. This time she sat facing away from me, plunging me into her from behind. In this position, the walls of her pussy gripped my penis very differently.The feeling was tighter, and more intense. As she rocked up and down, the first girl got on her hands and knees, facing away from me, and proceeded to finger her pussy from behind.Once again, the feeling plus the visual, combined to cause me to make another, generous deposit. She climbed off, leaving another stain on the floor.I gave the girls, a ten dollar tip, they got dressed, and went on their way.I got dressed and decided I needed to get some dinner. This was perfect, since I love Thai food. I walked down the street, and found a little restaurant that said it specialized in Thai food.As I was walking in, I saw a little girl, about twelve years old, sitting on the steps, with a tears in her eyes. She had black hair, braided in pig tails and was wearing a "Sailor Moon", schoolgirl outfit."Hi, I'm John," I said, "What's wrong?""My name is Miki," she said, "I was staying in the city overnight, and someone stole my money. I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten since this morning.""No problem," I said, "please join me. I could really use the company."I took her by the arm, and we went in. We talked for a long time and had a fantastic dinner of Chicken Pad Thai.As we finished, and walked out, I could sense Miki, was getting apprehensive."What's the matter?" I asked."Well there's just one more thing," she answered, I have no place to sleep tonight.""Oh that's easy," I said, "just come with me."I took her by the hand, led her up the street, though Kitty Katt's, and into my room."I just love your outfit, by the way," I said "it's sooo cute.""It's a 'Sailor Moon' dress, based on the anime character," she said, "I'm glad you like it."She did several spins, showing it off. As she did, her skirt flew up, giving me a peek of her little girl cotton panties."It would be a shame to get that wrinkled," I said, "I have an extra tee shirt you can sleep in."Without the least bit of shyness, Miki untied her tie, unbuttoned her top, and stepped out of the whole dress. She wasn't wearing a bra, and I got my first look at her A-cup Breasts. They were small, but very sexy.Then she did something unexpected. Putting her thumbs in the elastic waistband of her panties, she pulled them down and stepped out of them. I got a good look at her preteen pussy. Her thin outer lips, were being pushed slightly apart, by a set of fatter inner lips. She was covered by only a thin layer of black pussy hair. Pulling the tee shirt, over her head, it came down mid-thigh."This is how I like to sleep," she said, "how about you?""Well usually I sleep nude," I said, "but tonight, maybe I'll leave my boxers on.""Hey, no need to change on my account." she said, as she hopped onto the mattress.I stripped completely, and as I was walking across the room, to turn off the light, I noticed she was staring at my now erect penis.Even with the light off, the room was still half lit, due to the neon outside."Goodnight." I said, as I climbed in beside her."Not so fast. I'd like to thank you properly, but, but, I've never had a man before. I'm a virgin." she said, as she took hold of my penis, and held on, rubbing it gently. "Please show me what to do.""I'd be happy to. However, you seem to be making a good start." I said, pointing to her hand around my penis."Well, I've learned all the basics, at SexSchool, I've just never had the chance to actually do what I learned." she said. "Not too many of we Asian girls go to The Blue Lagoon.""Today's your lucky day." I said. "Live and learn!"I leaned over, and gave her a passionate kiss. I felt her tongue going into my open mouth.I reached my hand, under the tee shirt, and rubbed the inner lips of her pussy. She pulled me close to her, and I could feel her breasts, against my chest, through her tee shirt.Wanting more intimate contact, she lifted the shirt over her head, and pressed her hardening nipples onto me. We were now naked, entwined together, and rubbing each other's genitals. I had another raging hard-on. I have almost never been more turned on.We let go of each other, as I reached around, and placed a pillow under her butt. Moving my face between her legs, I went to work on her pussy. I started licking, concentrating on the inner folds, spilling out between her outer lips. I licked up, down and finally poked my tongue inside, feeling the smooth walls, and tasting the sweet juice.Miki's body was squirming back and forth. I stuck my finger, into her pussy entrance, below the folds. I did indeed feel a hymen. "How lucky for me." I thought.Removing my finger, I resumed licking, going up now to her clitoris. Her little bud was pink and shiny, and I licked away. This turned her on even more.I removed my mouth, before she could cum, and centered my penis, on her vaginal opening."Are you ready? One, two, three - say goodbye to your virginity." I said, as I pushed forward, breaking through the barrier."Goodbye!" she shouted, as her body started rocking and exploded in her first orgasm from penetration. I not having cum, just rested inside her until her body stopped shaking. I then started pumping in and out at a slow pace. Miki bent her knees, raised her legs up, and began thrusting her pelvis into me, in order to pull me in deeper. Being a virgin, her pussy was so tight, I knew I would not last long. As her rocking speeded up, I speeded my thrusting and soon gave in to feeling in my balls. As I exploded into her, her pussy walls, exploded around my shaft, and I emptied a hot load into her.We put our arms around each other and resumed our deep kissing. Finally my penis went limp, and I slid out of her. She got up, to go to the bathroom down the hall, leaving a trail of semen, on the floor. She came back, got into my arms, and we fell asleep.Day TwoI woke up the next morning, and noticed Miki was not in bed with me. Looking up, I saw her sitting on the chair, dressed."Hey, what's going on?" I said."I have a treat for you. I know how much you like me in my 'Sailor Moon' dress." she said, standing up, giving me a good look. "Well today, you get to be FUCKED by 'Sailor Moon'!"I was surprised by her language, she seemed to go from virgin to whore, overnight.Walking over, facing me, she straddled my midsection. Lifting the front of her dress, I saw she was not wearing her panties. She lowered herself over my flaccid penis. After wiggling back and forth, it sprang back to life.When she saw it was hard, she reached down and guided it into her vagina opening. It was wet and sticky, from the night before. As she pumped up and down, her tight pussy lips, clung to my penis, and milked it for all it was worth. The tightness of her pussy, plus the sight of being "fucked" by "Sailor Moon", sent ten large spurts of my cum, up her pussy."Thanks again, John." she said, climbing off, grabbing her panties, and leaving another trail of semen as she walked out the door. Totally spent, I fell back to sleep until the afternoon.When I awoke, I decided to see what the streets of Bangkok, had in store for me. After freshening up, (and taking a pill) I went for a walk. Beyond the neon signs, and glitzy buildings, I wandered down a hidden alley.At the end, was a shabby tent, with three girls outside. The oldest was fifteen years old, the others appeared to be ten and eleven. They had shoulder length, straggly black hair and wore tattered, white cotton dresses, that came just above the knee. "Hey Mister, my name Yume," the older one said, " would you like have some fun? Sai and Mai are my sisters. Sai is even virgin.""As you can see, we are poor and need make some money." she continued."How much? I asked."Ten dollar for me, ten for Mai, and twenty for Sai, since she virgin." Yume answered."Well here's fifty," I said, "you look like can use it."Once inside the tent, the two young ones, pulled the dresses over their heads. They were not wearing any panties. (Frankly, I don't think they even owned any.)Their bodies were completely flat and straight, devoid of any curves, whatsoever. Their breasts were little more, than two sets of tiny nipples and their pussy's were mere slits, without any pubic hair at all, smooth as a newborn baby.The two girls pushed me down on the mat on the floor, and stripped me naked, while Yume, watched from a chair in the corner.Sai cupped my balls as Mai reached for my penis and pumped it. It felt good, having a little girl's hand, wrapped around my shaft. After a while of her pumping, I came in a series of slow, relaxed, spurts, which just trickled out of the end of my penis, and dripped down my shaft. My penis started to go soft.Seeing this, Sai put her mouth over my cock, and began to clean it off with her tongue. Instead of stopping, when I was clean, she continued sucking and I got hard again. After a little while longer, her hot mouth, created such a suction, that I exploded, this time sending my load into her mouth."Hey no fair," said Mai, "you got to taste him before. It my turn now."Sai came over, put her mouth directly above Mai's open mouth, and dribbled the load, right in. Mai swirled it around and swallowed."That's better." she said. Speaking of eating, I noticed it was dinner time, so I gave Yume some money, and sent her out to get some food from a street vendor. She returned with some cartons of a noodle and vegetable dish.As we started to dig in, I noticed they did not have a plate for me. "Hey, what am I going to eat off of?" I asked."Don't worry, we have special way to serve our guests." they answered.With that, the two naked preteens, lay on their backs, and pushed pillows under their butts to raise their pelvises'.Yume came over and placed a scoop of vegetables on Sai's crotch and a scoop of noodles on Mai's."Here you go Mister," she said, "eat up!"How could I resist, such a meal. I went over to Sai, and started eating the vegetables, off of her bare pussy. As I was finishing, I saw that some of the food and juice, dripped into her crack. Not wanting to leave any food, a decided to lick my "plate" clean. Spreading her lips with my hands, I licked the remaining vegetables and juice out of her. Seeing her clitoris popping out, I gave it a thorough licking also. This caused her to shake and explode and my "plate" went limp.I then turned my appetite to Mai. I didn't know it, but while I was "eating" her sister, she pushed a handful of noodles into her pussy opening. As I ate the feast off of her crotch, I noticed a noodle dangling out of her pussy hole. I went down and sucked it out, and then noticed even more noodles inside. I spread her open, with my thumb and index finger, sucked out the rest of the noodles. She must have had sensitive nerve ending down there, for while doing this she also shook, exploded and then went limp."That was sure good," I said, "but I wish I had a drink to wash it down with."Hearing this, Yume went over and grabbed a bottle of beer from the table. She shook it up, lifted her dress, popped off the cap, and quickly inserted the neck into her pantyless pussy, allowing it to squirt deep into her. She then came over, planted her pussy, over my mouth, and re-squirted at least six ounces of "flavored" beer down my throat."What a way to dine." I thought.Meanwhile, I looked over, and saw that the excited preteens, were fingering themselves."Hey let's not waste a hard penis." I said. "Who wants to go first?"Mai, jumped up, pushed me down on by back, and impaled herself on my ridged penis. I reached up, and caressed the sensitive nipples, on her flat chest. Her thin pussy lips, wrapped so tightly around my shaft, that she literally squeezed another load of semen out of my balls, as she milked me up and down.As she stood up, and I saw my latest load of cum drip out of her, and I noticed the many stains also, on their floor."Busy girls." I thought.I was now ready, for my virgin. I turned over and got on top of Sai, who lay next to me, with her butt still on the pillow. Following her immature slit downward, I centered my penis, at the entrance to her pussy. Feeling it was moist, I decided to push right in. What I didn't feel, as I sunk all the in, was a barrier, a hymen."I've been duped," I thought, "Oh well, girls have to do, what they have to do, to survive. This was, after all, turning out to be quite a unique experience anyway."I resumed my slow pumping, in and out of Sai's tight, moist hole. She was so tight, she indeed did feel virginal. I increased my pace, when I felt her thrusting speed up. We both came, in unison - another load, in another pussy, dripping onto, another floor as she got up. Seeing it was getting dark, I told them I thought it was time to leave. "Oh Mister, I wouldn't go now, it too dangerous out there after dark." Yume said. "Besides that, you haven't had me yet. Surely you can stay for this." she said, as she pulled her dress over her head.In contrast to her sisters, Yume had a voluptuous fifteen year old body. Her breasts were firm C-cups, her waist was narrow, and her butt was nice and round. She had a full bush of black pubic hair and a plush, full set of pussy lips. "OK, I guess I can stay." I said. She lay down, spread her legs, and held out her arms to me. I got on top of her, centered myself, and sunk my penis into her vaginal opening, without using my hands. Instead of my usual slow stroking, I attended to her with fast, furious thrusts. The other two girls, got on each side, and put their hands, all over us. They rubbed her breasts and clitoris, while gently feeling my balls, and rubbing lightly around my anus.All of the fast pumping, triggered an explosion in both of us. I shot strong, powerful, loads of cum into her as her pussy pumped me dry.I pulled out, rolled over, and we all fell asleep.Sometime, in the middle of the night, I felt Yume's butt against my crotch. I opened my eyes, and saw she was pressed against me, spoon style. When I realized this, my penis started to expand to its full seven inches.Reaching down, I found her pussy hole from behind. Wiggling around, I managed to push in. I heard a faint, sleepy moan, as I continued, all the way in.Due to my previous deposit, the inside of her pussy, was sticky, causing a tight friction, as I pumped in and out. I pumped in and out of her, for most of the night, the sticky cum, giving me the feeling of melting into her. When I finally came, it was in slow mellow spurts, dumping what seemed to be a cup of semen into her pussy. She never woke up through this.Day ThreeWe all woke up at the same time. The little girls, being well rested, jumped on top of me, trying to get something going. Super Viagra or not, five hours of mellow fucking, left me temporally, disinterested. I shagged them away and they got up and slipped on their dresses. As Yume stood up to put her dress on, a five minute stream of semen dripped out of her pussy onto the floor."Oh my, where did that come from?" she said.I just smiled, put another fifty dollars on the table, and prepared to leave."Thanks girls, you really made my day." I said, and I walked out of the tent.I went back to my room, took a shower, drank some coffee, popped a pill, and went down to the street.Knowing that this was my last day here, I wanted to make the most of it. As I walked down the street, I noticed a club called The Meat Factory. Intrigued by the name, I wandered in. A sign at the door read - $100 admission, entitles you to unlimited access to all attractions. I paid the fee, and went in. Guests were required to wear only boxer shorts and leave the rest of their clothing, in a locker, by the door.This club was nothing like Kitty Katt's. It was big, almost taking up the whole block, and well lit. There were numerous stages, poles, and raised beds. There was a disc jockey, spinning the latest, beat pounding hits.It was filled with wall to wall Oriental girls, of all ages, and in all stages of dress, or should I say undress.There were so many attractions, I didn't know what to do first.On one of the stages, there was a naked fourteen year old, squatting down, picking up grapes with her pussy, and dropping them into the mouths of guests.On a bed suspended high, was a sixteen year old, pumping a clear glass dildo, in and out of her pussy. Attached to the dildo, was a Vagina Camera, projecting an HD, close-up picture of her pink insides, on the flat screens above.On another stage, there were a group of five, ten year olds. Standing there with their flat chests and bare pussy slits, as they aggressively fingered each other. Each time, their fingers got wet, they would offer those fingers to the guests in front of them, for a taste.One of the more unusual attractions, was the Cylindrical Glory Hole. It consisted of a large, spinning cylinder, containing six small holes, waist high, around the diameter. Guests got inside, and stuck their cocks through the holes while girls of various ages, outside, sucked away. Every few minutes, a bell would ring, the cylinder would rotate, and a different girl would resume sucking, giving the guest, a variety of sensations. A similar attraction, was the Cylindrical Vaginal Glory Hole. This time the girls got inside, and bent down backwards, pressing their pussies onto the holes from behind. The guests were now on the outside, pumping their cocks into the pussies. Every few minutes it would too rotate, giving the guests even more variety. There was spot open on the platform, so I stepped up, took my cock out of my boxers, and plunged right into a hole. The first pussy felt great, I could feel myself being tickled, by thick pubic hairs, as I rocked in and out. A bell sounded, we all pulled out, and the cylinder rotated. I plunged back in. This time the pussy felt hot and sticky, I think I was somebody's sloppy seconds. The thought of someone cumming inside before me, almost made me cum on the spot. Before I could, however, the bell rang, and I had to pull out. The cylinder rotated again, and I took aim, at the third hole. This third pussy was the tightest of the bunch. As I pumped in and out, I felt it expand and then contract around me. Could this anonymous pussy be having an orgasm? Needless to say, this caused me to lose my load inside. The bell rang, I pulled out, and hole number three, became someone else's sloppy seconds. I jumped off the platform, and continued to look around.I went over again to the sixteen year old, with the Vagina Camera. Apparently, she let someone cum in her pussy, for there was a creamy, white, film, coating her pink pussy walls, projected on the screens above.I noticed a group of guests, standing in a circle, around a low platform. A sign above labeled it - The Bukkake Stage. On a circular platform, lay a thirteen year old, with B-cup breasts, and a hair covered pussy, masturbating. All around her, stood a circle of guests, pumping their cocks, getting ready to cover her with cum. There was room in the circle, so I stepped in and jointed in the pumping. The sight of a naked thirteen year old, was too much for everyone. The first person to cum caused a chain reaction. Soon the young girl's face and body, was drenched with a thick coating of our cum.As she lay there, rubbing the cum into her breasts, another thirteen year old came over, and started to lick her clean. Her tongue licked from her face to her pussy, and everywhere in between, swallowing every drop as she did. The new girl then took her place on the platform. Half of the guests remained, as their cocks' got hard again. The rest, including me, moved on.I heard a loud buzzing sound and went over to a stage titled - The Sybian Stage. A Sybian is a masturbation device for females. It consists of a saddle-like seat, connected to a protruding dildo, that vibrates and rotates at the same time. The speed and intensity of the vibrations and rotations is controlled by a control box. A twelve year old was climbing off when I arrived, and another was preparing to take her place. As she straddled the machine, and inserted the dildo into her pussy, she handed the control to me.I set the rotation and vibration on low, and turned it on. I slowly cranked the device up higher and higher, until I saw she was on the verge of an orgasm, and then turned it back down, before she could cum. I did this three times, before I didn't think, she could take it again, and then cranked it up, full speed. She came with a powerful orgasm, and then climbed off. Still shaking, she came over and leaned against me. "You did this to me, you turned me on," she said, "now you're going to need to fuck me." She led off me to the side, into a set of cubicles containing fantasy beds. She lay down and spread her legs. She had a nice plush pussy with few black pubic hairs, and wonderful A-cup breasts. I pulled off my boxers, crawled between her legs, and buried my penis into her pussy. She was wet, and loose from her strong orgasm, and I slid right in. She came on the spot, wrapped her legs around me, and thrust her pelvis up against me for more.This turned me on, and I pumped into her hard and fast. After about five minutes of this hard fucking, we both came with strong explosions. When I pulled out, she put her hand below her pussy and waited for all of my cum to leak out. Putting her hand, up to her mouth, she dripped my cum in and licked her fingers clean. I put on my boxers, and moved on.The next attraction seemed a little weird to me. It was called - Taiwan School Girls. In the middle of the club, there was an eight by ten fabricated classroom, with one way windows all around the outside. Inside were about ten desks with girls from ten to fourteen, in Asian school girl uniforms - blue pleated short skirts, white blouses, red and blue wide collars, and white cotton bikini panties. The girls sat at their desks, spreading their legs, and flashing their panties, while the men, peeked at them from outside while masturbating. Very strange!I passed by that one, and went into a room called The Bangkok Titty Bar and Diner. This was another strange place. Along one wall, were a bunch on six inch circular holes, cut out of the wall, in pairs. Sticking out of each pair of holes, were a pair of different breasts (or tittys as they called them) ranging in size from flat to D-cup. The object was for a guest, to explore the breasts, using their mouths and see how many nipples they could make erect. I decided to take the challenge, and started with the biggest breasts first. The D-cups also had the biggest nipples. They were easy to get between my lips, and grew quickly as I sucked away. As I went down the line, some of the nipples, were difficult to arouse. It took quite a bit of licking , as well as sucking, to get some of the smaller sizes, to come to attention but I managed to arouse them all. Taking an overall look, at the whole wall, it was amazing to see a dozen pairs of breasts, with their nipples sticking out erect, like little pencil erasers.Along the other wall, was a lunch counter, but this one was special. Along the top, were seven large holes, spaced about a foot apart. Projecting upward, from underneath, were seven sets of crotches, resting on their butts, legs bent at the knees, pussies sticking straight up. In front of the counter were seven stools, labeled 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16. I deduced, that these referred to the ages of the pussies. Guests could eat any or all they wanted, use them to figure out the subtle differences between ages, or just enjoy the taste. If they could get a pussy to cum, they would have the extra treat of tasting more of their juices.Being that it was lunchtime, I was ready to eat. Since I love them young, I took my place on stool number 10. As with most ten year olds, this pussy was a mere slit, with no pubic hair at all. As I ran my tongue, back and forth, I was able to ply the slit open slightly, with the tip of my tongue. At the top was the clitoris, in the middle were the emerging inner lips, and at the bottom was the vaginal opening or pussy hole. I always like to start by dipping my tongue into the pussy hole, and then transferring the moisture up the lips to the clitoris. Considering myself an expert at cunnilingus, I had every confidence that I could make this pussy cum. After moistening my tongue, I went to work on the clitoris. I stuck my finger into the pussy hole and licked away at the clitoris. In no time at all, I felt the pussy walls clamp and release around my finger, knowing that I had caused an orgasm. I removed my finger and lapped up the extra juices that were flowing out. It tasted sweet, and didn't smell the least bit pungent. There was no mistaking this for a ten year old pussy.I continued down the counter, examining each pussy up close, and stopped at number 13. What drew my attention, to this pussy, was not only the thin covering of black pubic hair, but the plush set of inner lips, labia minor, pushing out of her outer lips, labia major. I love rubbing these inner lips, as much as I love fingering a pussy hole. The moist smoothness is unbelievable. As I licked this pussy, and concentrated on these inner folds. I moved my tongue between these and the clitoris, and soon felt it exploding. The taste was not as sweet as number 10 and the aroma was slightly more pungent. My final stop, on the counter, was number 16. This pussy had it all. It had a thick covering of black pubic hair (what I like to call a "hair pie"), an extra-large set of labia major and minor (outer and inner lips), a moist, open vaginal opening (pussy hole), and a big, protruding clitoris. I frankly didn't know what to lick first. I held open the pussy hole, with my thumb and index finger, moistened my tongue in it and then went up to the clitoris. It being so large, I sucked in into my mouth, while licking the alphabet on it with my tongue. This trick always worked and I felt it start to spasm. Taking my mouth away, I looked into the pussy hole, and could see the walls expanding and contracting, followed by a thin flow of liquid. I lapped this up with my tongue. Without seeing it, I would know this was a more mature pussy, by the stronger taste and more pungent aroma. Finishing at the counter, I went back to the main area. There I spotted, a very interesting attraction. It was called - The Basket Spin.Suspended from the ceiling, on a spring, over a mattress, was a large wicker basket. Sitting in the basket, was a naked fifteen year old cross legged. There was a cutout in the basket, in the area, right where her vaginal opening was resting. The object was for the girl to lower herself onto the guest, and spin the basket around, while bouncing up and down.It brought to mind my spinning experience with Cheerleader Cindy. Seeing that no one else was there, I pulled off my boxers, lay down, and motioned to lower the basket. Since my cock was sticking straight up, it made an easy target. I noticed her squirt some kind of lubrication into her pussy. As she lowered the basket, my penis touched against her vaginal opening. As she lowered further, my penis pushed all the way in, made easier by the lubrication she applied.Once in, she began to bounce up and down. Aided by the springs, her pussy slid up and down over my penis. The fact that this required no exertion on my part, made this an experience of pure pleasure. But that was not the end of it. As she bounced, she started to spin the basket clockwise. Again, the lubrication made this spinning effort free. As she began spinning faster, she also bounced faster and deeper. In no time, I shot a massive load, straight up her pussy.As she raised the basket up, my penis popped out and so did the massive load of cum, all over my crotch. Two thirteen year old, "cleanup girls" ran over and licked me clean. I got up and put my boxers back on.As I happened to wander past the Vagina Camera again, I noticed that a ten year old, had taken the place of the sixteen year old. The image on the screen was a little different looking. Besides the pink pussy walls, there was a layer of pink tissue, with a tiny hole in the center, covering her opening. It was her hymen. It appeared that they were showing guests, what a virgin pussy looked like.There were other attractions, I didn't get too, but it was getting late and I had to go. Putting on my clothes, and leaving the club, I went to my room and gathered my things.I boarded the tram, and we started to leave. At the end of working on the evaluation screen, I came to the comments section. I wrote that the experience was great but I was disturbed with how dirty the rooms were and how desperate and poor some of the girls were.I immediately got a response. It said, "Dear John. Thank you for your comments. I want to assure you that the rooms are cleaned and sanitized between guests. The stains are fake and are all part of the illusion. Also, the girls are "cast members" and are all just acting. We take great care in protecting the welfare of our girls."That made me feel better. As the tram arrived, I departed for my hut, and cleaned up. Having some time on my hands, I decided to try my luck at the Tennis Courts. In the club house, I changed into a typical outfit of white shorts and a shirt, got a racket, and went out to the courts to find someone to play with.On the center court, were two ten year olds, hitting a ball back and forth. They had short black hair, and wore short white tennis dresses. They appeared to have nice developing figures, with A-cup breasts and round butts."Hi, I'm John." I said. "I need someone to play tennis with. Will you two play with me?""We'd love to." they answered. "I'm Debra and this is Amanda. Are you sure you want to play against both of us?""Oh, I'm sure," I said, "In fact, I'll bet you an Ice Cream Sundae, that I can beat both of you.""OK!" they said, and we started to play. At first, they were no match for me. I kept making points. When I started to notice how their little breasts bounced up and down, I missed a few shots. I missed even more, when I began seeing their white, cotton, bikini panties, as they twirled around, trying to make shots. They must have figured this out and took time out and ducked behind the court wall for a moment.When they returned, they each had a sly look on their faces. As they twirled around more, I noticed something different. They had taken off their panties. Each time they moved around, I caught a nice glimpse of their butts' and pussies'. I was being distracted, by the sight of preteen twats'. Needless to say, I lost, happily.We went into the clubhouse, and I bought them each a Sundae which they ate right up. "My muscles are a little sore," I said, "would you like to join me in the hot tub?""We sure would." they said, as we left for the hot tub area.Once there, they didn't hesitate, and stripped naked and waited for me. That gave me a close look at their bodies. They were more developed than most ten year olds. Like I said before, they had full A-cup breasts and nice sized nipples. Their butts were starting to round out and their pussies were becoming plush. They had a fair amount of pubic hair covering their outer lips.I started to strip, and when I finally pulled down my underwear, my seven inch penis sprang straight up.I heard the girls gasp as we stepped into the tub. They each sat on opposite sides of me, as the bubbles surrounded us. As we talked, I felt each of their hands on my penis, feeling it all over. I reached my hands, between their legs, and felt two wet bushes. Probing with my fingers, I found their pussy openings, and pushed in. I pumped in and out, all the while, maintaining our conversation. Their pussies were hot and tight. I removed my fingers, and moved up their slits, trying to find their clitoris. Sure enough, there they were, toward the top of their lips, like two ripe cherries. I rubbed them gently with my thumbs, and their conversations began to get disjointed. Finally both of their bodies shook, and they collapsed further into me.Their breasts and nipples pressed into my body while they took turns putting their hot mouths over mine and feeding me their tongues'. Their hands started pumping my penis, but I wanted more than manual stimulation. I reached over, picked up Debra, centered her over my penis, facing me, and pushed into her. The water made her pussy hot, while her age made her tight. The water made me very relaxed, and I pumped in and out of her for quite a while. She put her wet mouth over mine, and her body shook in a strong, yet mellow, orgasm. I did not cum.She climbed off of me, and Amanda took her place. She too rocked at a steady pace for a long time. As her orgasm started, she pulled her body close to mine, pressing her breasts into my chest. This caused me to release a load of my semen, deep into her pussy. I stayed inside her for about ten minutes, watching small pools of semen, rise to the surface, from around the space between my penis and her pussy hole.When she finally lifted off, a bigger glob rose to the surface. By this time, Debra was getting horny again. She reached over, and feeling that my penis was still hard, stood in front, facing away from me. She reached back, centered my penis on her vaginal opening, and sat down, pushing me straight in. She rocked up and down, milking my penis with her pussy walls. I lasted longer than her, and she came again, her whole body shaking.I repeated this position with Amanda, and again came into her as she orgasmed. "Hey no fair," said Debra, "you got two loads pumped into you, and I didn't get any.""Don't worry little girl," I said, "come spend the night with me, and I'll give you all the loads you want."We got out of the tub, and dressed. Amanda went on her way, while I took Debra back to my hut.Once there, we undressed, and she laid on the bed. As I entered her pussy, she wrapped her legs around my waist."Now I want as many loads of semen as Amanda." she demanded."Don't worry, you'll have many more before the night is over." I answered.And I fucked her again, and again, and again - as long as my Viagra would last... ***Chapter 6: Area 6 JuraSex Park Ballet and Gymnastics School Day OneWhen I woke up, I saw ten year old Debra asleep, naked, legs spread, with a giant pool of cum dripping out of her pussy. In was getting late so I quickly found my next outfit. It was a light sweat suit. Apparently, it was some type of athletic experience. I put it on and ran out to the tram. I got on the tram, and began watching the video as it pulled away.It started - Your next adventure is JuraSex Park Ballet and Gymnastics School. The school is designed to resemble a sports complex. In the center is a gym like facility housing a ballet studio on one side and a gymnastics center on the other. Guest rooms surround the facility. Thick gym mats are used instead of beds. Each room has a full mirrored wall, ballet rail, or various gymnastics equipment. The girls are on the younger side, between ten and twelve years old. They also tend to be slim and lean. The basic training outfit is a black, one piece, leotard and leg warmers. Performance outfits are lycra colored leotards, for gymnasts and white, cotton Tutu's, for ballet dancers. You will assume the role of either a Ballet or Gymnastics Trainer to one girl. The goal is to help your girl, through her training, with various body issues - stretching exercises, splits, difficult poses, sore muscles, etc. This is two day experience.All girls in this area have mastered basic skills. It is not the job of the trainer to teach, merely to care for and assist. After getting settled in your room, go to the center gym, decide if you want to assist in Ballet or Gymnastics, and pick out your girl from the group.Again - Welcome to JuraSex Park Ballet and Gymnastics School.When the tram stopped, I found my room and then went to the gym. I already knew that I wanted ballet, so I sat down on that side. I watched group of about a dozen girls, between ten and twelve, in black leotards and white leg warmers, holding the ballet rail, and doing leg lifts. I continued to watch as they practiced other moves and interacted with one another.My attention began to focus on a girl named Tasha. Tasha was twelve years old, tall and slim. She had a more developed body, than the other girls, A-cup breasts and a butt that was just beginning to round out. Her legs were long and lean, and she had a dancer's neck. Her hair was short and blond, and was pulled back in a bun. In short, she had a perfect dancer's body. As the practice broke up, I went over and introduced myself."Hi, my name is John. I've been watching you practice, and I wonder if I could be your trainer?" I said."Sure," she answered, "I was watching you too."Since the girls are required to stay with their trainer, she picked up her gym bag, and followed me back to my room.As we talked, and got to know each other, Tasha posed a question to me."As trainer, you are in charge of my body." she said. "I just wonder, what you think?" She stood up and twirled around , giving me a good look at her leotard clad figure. The material so was tight, it dug into her crotch, pressing into her slit, and outlining her pussy lips. The nipples of her tiny breasts, were also poking through the material on the top."You have a fine body." I told her. "But I do see some blond hairs, sticking out of cloth over your crotch. We will need to trim you up a little, before the performance.""How about now?" she said, as she stripped off the leotard and sat down on the table in front of me, naked, heels on the table top with knees up and spread."Well you are certainly not shy about your body, Tasha." I said."None of us JuraSex Park girls are." she replied.I went into the attached bathroom, got a bowl of warm water, wash cloth, safety razor, and shaving cream. As I sat down on a chair in front of her, I got a close up look at her breasts and pussy. As noted earlier, her breasts were tiny A-cups, with perfect pink nipples at the end of each. When it came to her pussy, her outer lips were much more plush than other twelve year olds and she had a thick covering of blond pussy hair. "Do you want just the edges trimmed, or your whole pussy shaved?" I asked her."You're in charge of my body, these next few days." she said. "What do you think?""Well, I've always liked a little hair on a girl's pussy." I said."Then edges it is." she replied.I rubbed the shaving cream, on the edges of both of her outer lips, and carefully shaved the hairs off. When they were nice and smooth, I took a warm wash cloth, and cleaned the remainder of the cream off, by rubbing the cloth all over her pussy. This appeared to turn her on.She slid forward, off the table, onto my lap. She put her arms around me, and gave me a wet, passionate kiss."You know, if you're in charge of my body," she said, "then you should get to know every inch of it."With that, I picked her up, lay her on the mat, pulled off her leg warmers, and striped out of my sweat suit. I started at her neck, and began planting sweet little kisses all over it. I moved down to her front and chest, making sure not to miss a single inch. When I reached her breasts, I made sure to dwell on each nipple. I could tell, this was getting her real turned on. I continued kissing down to just above her crotch and then stopped.I moved myself down to her feet. I put each toe in my mouth, and gave a little suck. I then continued the kissing, going up her body, alternating from leg to leg. As I got to her thighs, she spread her legs wider. I planted my little kisses, on her smooth, inner thighs and then moved up to the prize - her pussy. My mouth first landed on her vaginal opening, and feeling it was wet, I dipped my tongue in for a taste. It was so sweet. My tongue then traveled up the slit, between her lips and landed on the clitoris, that was now budding straight up. It didn't take much licking, before her body bucked up and down and then collapsed into the mat."I think I know the outside of your body, Tasha" I said "now it's time to get to know the inside!"Like a dipstick, checking oil, I plunged my rock hard cock, into her hot pussy hole. As I did, she pushed her pelvis up to meet me. I pumped in and out while she pulled her knees up, pushing me deeper into her. I looked over to the side, and caught our refection in the mirror. The sight of me, fucking a twelve year old caused me to cum deep inside, while her pussy convulsed around me.I rolled off of her, as she headed over to the toilet in the bathroom, and let my semen drip in. "Hey John," she shouted, "come here and watch me pee."She raised her body, up a foot from the seat, and then sprayed a light yellow stream of pee, into the bowl."Oh my God, I not only have a nymphomaniac, but an exhibitionist." I thought. After wiping herself, she jumped into the shower, for a quick rinse. After the shower, she wrapped herself in a towel, and came over to talk."Well trainer," she said, "what's the plan for the next few days?" "I'd like to see some of your moves, help with any poses, tend to your sore muscles, and see a rehearsal." I said."OK!" she said, as she threw off the towel, and danced around the room, propped on her toes, twirling, and hopping."Um, I think you better put your leotard back on or we'll never get anything done." I said. I knew that was stupid logic, since a preteen in a leotard, was just as distracting as one who was naked."OK," she said, and she put her leotard and leg warmers back on.Tasha demonstrated, a number of ballet moves, involving arms, legs and feet and told me their names. I didn't remember any of them. I only remembered how innocent and nubile she looked, and how the outline of her pussy, under her leotard, became more prominent, with each move that involved a leg raise.After going through all of the moves, she sat down and started doing leg stretches.I heard her say ouch, and went over to see if I could help."I think I strained my thigh muscles." she said, pointing to her inner thighs.I came closer, to get a good look. (I want to tell you all right now, there is nothing, nothing that turns me on more than the milky white inner thigh, between the top of a leg warmer, and the crotch of a leotard, on a preteen female.)I reached down, and started to massage the area of her discomfort, alternating between thighs. Each time I would switch legs, my palm would brush against her covered crotch and I could hear her voice wince.During one pass between, Tasha grabbed my hand, a put it squarely on her pussy."This is what needs rubbing, John!" she said.I had no choice, but to comply. I pressed my palm hard against her, and rubbed up and down quickly, over the covered crotch. After about five minutes of this, her body shook and she squeezed her legs together, trapping my hand. I felt something wet.When she unclenched her legs, and stood up, I saw a six inch, circular wet spot, on the crotch of her leotard.She then stood up, ran over to the wooden floor and started jumping and kicking in a series of ballet moves."Hey, I thought you were hurting," I said."Oh, I'm OK now. You made it better." she said."This girl IS a wild thing." I thought.After watching her for a while longer, we ordered some dinner, and sat at the table and ate. We talked some more, and I even gave her a little wine. All of a sudden, she jumped off her chair, and kneeled in front of me. She pulled off my pants and underwear, and plunged her mouth over my penis."What are you doing?" I asked."Desert!" she answered.She sucked my seven inch penis, like a popsicle, moving her mouth up and down, while licking the head as she did. Soon I was spewing my semen, into her mouth. There was so much cum, that half of it dripped out of her mouth an onto the front of her leotard.She was quite a sight, a big wet circle on her crotch, and a white, milky stain on her chest.As my cock deflated, I started to walk towards the bathroom."Hey, where are you going?" she asked."I have to pee." I answered."Oh, can I help, please, please?" she asked.As I raised the seat, and stood in front of the bowl, she rushed over, took hold of my flaccid penis, and aimed it into the toilet."Ready when you are." she shouted.I let forth with a strong, arching, spray, that lasted two minutes. When I finished, she tapped me up and down, to clear every last drop, and ran her hand off of me, over my cock head."My turn now." she said! Without taking off her leotard, she put down the seat, hopped on, and lifted her pelvis up high. I then watched as a thin stream of pee, streamed out of her pussy, through the crotch of her already soiled leotard. She flushed, and then spoke, "What now trainer?""We should definitely wash this leotard, and maybe take a shower." I said.She agreed, and after rising out the leotard, in the sink, and hanging it on the towel hook, she joined me in the hot shower.After washing each other up, and a bit of body play, we got out and dried each other off. Wrapping ourselves in our towels, we decided to retire for the night, and lay down, next to each other, on the mat.It wasn't long before the towels were pulled off, and we were side by side, with our arms wrapped around each other, kissing passionately. Her body was hot, from the shower, and even though her breasts were small, they felt wonderful, pressed against my chest. My flaccid penis, came to life again, as it rubbed against her fury bush.Still sideways, she pushed one leg under mine and lifted the other, around my waist, like an intimate ballet move, allowing access to her pussy.I shifted around, until I felt my penis pressing against something hot and wet. I pushed forward, and slid my penis right into her vaginal opening. She gasped softly and then started to rock slowly.Noting her relaxed pace, I too pushed in and out, very slowly.Being so relaxed, we were able to continue at this pace for over an hour. When she finally came, instead of an explosion, it was in little ripples, which, in turn, slowly milked the cum, out of my penis.We fell asleep, with me inside of her. Day TwoWhen we awoke, I was still inside her, except my penis was now limp. As she rolled over, my penis fell out and her pussy dripped my milky deposit, from the night before, onto the mat below."Hello sleepy head." I said. "Are you ready, for your big day?""I sure am," she said, "But first I have to pee. How about you?"We got up and went to the bathroom, repeating the routine as before. (This girl seemed to have a thing for peeing.)After breakfast, I put on my sweat suit and she put on her pink performance tutu. We went into the main gym, and watched each of the girls, in a variety of outfits, perform excerpts, from their favorite ballets. The sight of these thin, lean preteens, dancing in skimpy costume, gave me a perpetual hard on.Tasha was last to dance. She performed a sexy segment from The Rite Of Spring, a perfect ending, to a perfect show. Afterwards, we went back to our room. "I really liked your dance." I said."Did you like this part?" she asked, as she grabbed onto the rail, and while doing the standing split, raised her leg, pointing her toe, straight up in the air."That was my favorite." I answered, as my eyes were glued to the cloth stretched tightly over her crotch."Well if you liked that, I think you're really going to like this." she said.She reached down, and unsnapped the panel of cloth on her tutu, that was covering her crotch. This exposed her plush, blond, pubic hair, covered pussy.Mesmerized by the sight, I walked over to her, stripped off my clothes, and pushed my hard penis, into her open pussy, while still standing up. With her free arm, she grabbed me, pulled me in closer, and gave me a big, open mouth kiss. At that angle, I felt a whole new set of sensations around my penis, as I pumped in and out.As good as it felt, the position was awkward, so I pulled her down and she landed on top, facing me, with her legs in the splits, bringing back memories of Cindy. In this position, I penetrated deep into her pussy. I enjoyed the sight, of this beautiful preteen ballerina, in a pink tutu, riding up and down, on my penis. After a while, she must have felt constrained by the clothing, and she pulled the tutu, over her head. The sight of her perky, bouncing, A-cup breasts, sent me over the top and I shot another load of cum, deep into her pussy. I didn't feel her cum, this time.I stayed inside of her as she leaned down, gave me kiss, and pressed her breasts into me."Sorry Tasha, I have to go soon." I said."Oh John, can you do just do one more thing for me?" she asked.She climbed off of me, ran to the shower stall, and lay down on the floor. Walking over, I understood what she wanted.Taking hold of my penis, I aimed at her, and started to pee all over her naked body. After hitting her neck and breasts, my stream washed over her pussy. After about thirty seconds of this, she exploded in her biggest orgasm of the last two days. A big smile came across her face, as my pee dripped over her body and my semen dripped out of her pussy, down the drain. "What kind of training, did this girl have?" I thought."Thanks for taking care of my body, John." she said."It was my pleasure, Tasha." I said, turning on the shower and walking away.I quickly got dressed and made it to the tram, just in time. As we were pulling away, I did my evaluation. I wrote, "Your web site stated that the girls here tend to be less experienced and more in need of seduction. You may want to reexamine this." The tram stopped and I got off.Since it was still early afternoon, I decided to check out the Spa and Fitness Center. It was in a large grass hut, divided into multiple rooms. It was staffed by thirteen through fifteen year olds, dressed in skimpy string bikinis. They all seemed to have voluptuous D-cup breasts.After changing into just a pair of gym shorts, I entered the fitness section. There were machines I never saw before, all manned by fifteen year olds. I was greeted by a curly haired brunette named Donna, in a black bikini, who asked what I would like to work on."Well I was hoping to do some type of bench press exercise, but I don't see the equipment." I said."Oh, we take a different approach," she said, "step over to this."I went over and lay on a padded bench. Above me was some type of leather harness, with handles for me to grab onto. Donna pulled off my shorts, and then her bikini. Seeing her naked body, with full bush and plush pussy lips, my penis sprang straight up. Donna climbed into the harness, and lowered her pussy onto my hard cock.Grabbing onto the handles, I started to bench press her body up and down, over my cock, as it slid in and out of her pussy. Her large breasts bounced up and down with my pumping. I had to admit, this was a great way to get me to exercise. Even though the feeling was incredible, I began to get tired.I got up, helped Donna out of the harness, and over to the stationary bike. This bike too was different. Eight inches in front of the regular seat, there was another, hollow seat, at a 45 degree angle to the first. I climbed in the regular seat and Donna hopped on the one in front. As I started to petal, my seat had a piston action, that pushed me straight into her pussy hole, from behind. As I pedaled, my cock pumped in and out. The faster I pedaled, the faster I pumped. I had to grab onto her breasts for support, massaging her nipples as I did. This peddling caused me to pump twice as fast as I normally could, and I exploded into her in no time. My cum dripped out of her pussy hole, onto the equipment below. Another fifteen year old came over with a towel and cleaned it up.Donna was pretty shaky and I helped her off. I lay her down on the mat below me. The other fifteen year old, came over, spread Donna's legs, and placed a triangular looking ramp, which she said was a push-up supporter, over her pelvis at a 45 degree angle. Stretched over aluminum legs, was a piece of rubber fabric, with a hole in the middle.When I laid on top, my dick poked through the hole, and went straight into her vaginal opening. It both supported my weight along with providing assistance when bouncing and trusting in and out. As I started to do push-ups, my penis slid in and out of her nicely. As with the bike, this device allowed me to thrust much quicker than normal. The result was another eruption for me which caused Donna to release her pent up orgasm.I got up and pulled Donna to her feet. As I did, another glob of semen dripped onto the floor, for her partner to clean up.I gave her a hug, feeling her bare breasts once more pressed into my chest, and thanked her for the "physical fitness".I returned to my hut to get ready for the next day.***Chapter 7: Area 7 Sun Valley Nudist CampDay OneI got up, did my usual routine, and looked for my next outfit. Evidentially, it was only a wraparound towel.Stripping and putting it around me, I boarded the tram. As it rolled away, the video started - The next area you will be visiting, is The Sun Valley Nudist Camp. On the north end of Lake JuraSex, sets a little enclave known as the Sun Valley Nudist Camp. It has everything a nature lover could hope for. It includes a beach, picnic area, volleyball court, trampoline and more. You will be housed in a single, one room, log cabin with wall to wall mattresses on the floor.Everyone in this section must be nude at all times. Girls are from ten to sixteen years old. Unlike a regular nudist camp, where public sex is prohibited, public sex is encouraged at Sun Valley. The "sleeping room", encourages both voyeurism and exhibitionism - inviting you both to look and be seen. This is a three day experience.A specialty sunscreen, developed by our JuraSex Park science team, lasts all day with just one application. When the tram stops, leave your towel at the gate, and begin your adventure. Welcome to Sun Valley Nudist Camp.When the tram stopped, I left my towel as instructed, and proceeded through the gate. At first, I was taken back, by the sight of all us naked men, but this feeling subsided, upon seeing the bevy of nude girls, of all ages, frolicking in the sun.Off to the side, there was a group of girls playing volleyball. Breasts of all different sizes, bounced up and down as they volleyed to hit the ball.In front of the sleeping cabin, an exercise class was taking place. Twenty or so guests, were standing in lines, doing a variety of exercises. From my vantage point, in front, I got a good overall look at the range of nude bodies, from the flat ten year olds' to the voluptuous sixteen's'. I noticed, there was a whole group of teens and preteens, swimming in the lake, and sunbathing on the beach, legs spread, pussies exposed. I decided to go for a swim.As I was swimming, I was approached by a cute twelve year old, who said her name was Tracie. I told her my name and she asked me if I would like to join their game of chicken, where girls sit on the guy's shoulders, and try to push each other off.Tracie was five feet, two inches tall, had short, light brown hair, and nice A-cups breasts. Water covered the rest of her body. I agreed, bent down, and she climbed on my shoulders. I could feel her wet, smooth pussy, pressed to the back of my neck, and got my first erection of the day.We went over, and tussled with a group of other twelve year olds and guests, pushing each other into the water, and getting back up, to do it again. After a while, Tracie suggested something to make the game more interesting."Girls," she said, "let's shift on their shoulders, from back to front."Tracie came in front of me, as I bent down. Putting my hands on her butt, I lifted, as she wrapped her legs around my neck. In this position, I had to steady her, keeping my hands on her butt.Needless to say, this landed her crotch, directly opposite my face and gave me a close-up look of her, twelve year old pussy. She had small, plush outer lips, and absolutely no pubic hair.I had no choice, except to "eat". I buried my mouth, in her twat, stuck out my tongue, and licked up and down from her pussy hole, to her clitoris. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that the other guests were doing the same. The game seemed to have come to a halt, so I took my mouth away, and asked if she would like to go to the shore.She just nodded yes.Once at the shore, I asked, "Would you like to go somewhere private?""There is no place private, at Sun valley Nudist Camp." she answered.I looked around, and noticed that other guests, were engaging in several sorts of sexual activity on the beach, so I decided not to be shy.I laid her on a beach towel, put my head between her legs, and continued "eating". I spread her inner lips and licked down to her vagina opening. Going on up, I centered on her clitoris. I licked it up, down, and sideways, and after a while her body shook as she had an orgasm.After settling down, she looked at me and spoke, "That was nice, John, now what can I do for you - Fuck or Blow Job?"I could hardly believe her language, yet appreciated her directness. "Oh I'll go for the 'Blow Job'." I said.She pushed me onto my back, and plunged my cock, down her throat, sucking for all she was worth. She slid up to the cock head, and sucked hard, while pumping my shaft quickly with her right hand. I came strongly, shooting into her mouth. She gulped and swallowed. "I have to go now, John," she said, "but I'll be around all week if you ever want that 'Fuck'." I had a quick lunch, and then went back to continue with my "sightseeing".In one area, a group of guests were painting designs, on the bodies of posing fifteen year olds. In another, girls were demonstrating, sexy nature dances.I stopped at the yoga area, where a group of fourteen year olds were sitting in a yoga pose, showing off their hairy pussies. I passed a playground, filled with ten and eleven year old preteens. Off in the distance. sitting on swing, was a girl of about ten. She was medium height, had hip length, long straight blond hair, and A-cup breasts. As I got closer, I couldn't believe what I saw."Eve!" I yelled. "It's me, John."Seeing me, she jumped off of the swing, and ran into my arms, giving me a big kiss as she did."Oh wow, I never thought I'd see you again." she said."Me either," I said, "how did you end up here?""They assigned me here, after The Blue Lagoon." she said."Well I'm glad they did." I said, as I pulled her against me and placed my open mouth over hers. As I held myself against her, I felt as if her breasts had grown, and I felt that there was more pubic hair around her pussy. I pulled her off to the side of the playground, preparing to make sweet love to her. "My sweet Eve," I said, "I can't wait to have your innocent body again.""Oh John, there's something I need to tell you." she said."Not now dear," I said, "let's become one again."With that I pulled her off to the side of the playground and laid her on her back.I centered my penis, over her vaginal opening, and pushed in slowly. She was hot and wet. I pumped deeply in and out, savoring the feeling. Her pussy seemed looser than before, and her insides felt sticky. Nevertheless, here I was, deep inside of my darling ten year old Eve. I pumped, and pumped, and pumped, slowing down each time I felt one of us getting excited. I wanted this to last. After a long time, I felt that we were ready and I speeded up. Her pelvis speeded up also, grinding into me.Both of us exploded at the same time with me blasting a hefty load into her pussy.I stayed inside of her, until my penis deflated, falling out, and spilling a load onto the grass. "What was that you wanted to tell me?" I asked."Later." she said, as she walked back to her friends.It was getting to be dinner time. All meals were served, buffet style, outdoors, in the picnic area. I ate mine, joined by a group of fifteen and sixteen year olds. I don't know how the food was, all I could focus on were their magnificent bodies.At dusk, most people started going into the main cabin. It was then that I learned that there were different activities each night.The theme tonight was "Gang Bangin".I assumed it involved some type of group sexual activity and I could hardly wait.Tonight's activity was called - "Bang The Drum Slowly". The guests stand in a line, and begin to fuck the same little girl,(gang banging her). Each time the drum beats, they make way for the next guest. When they cum, they leave the line. The last guest left, gets to spent the rest of the night with the girl.All of us guests, stood in line, ready to start the activity. I was towards the end of the line. I waited anxiously, as I heard the sounds of sex up front, while I waited for the drum to sound and the line to advance.I heard a number of guests, groaning and cumming, and it was finally my turn. As I approached the girl, my anticipation turned to shock. IT WAS EVE!Not wanting to cause a scene, I laid down on top of her, pushed my penis in, and started pumping. She put her mouth by my ear."This is what I wanted to tell you, John." she whispered. "I'm not your sweet little virgin anymore. In fact, I'm the camp slut. I've had more guests, than all the other girls combined. I even had three guests, right before you, this afternoon. That's why I was so sticky."Before I had a chance to respond, the drum sounded and I made way for the next guest. I didn't cum, so I knew I had another chance with her. In fact, I thought I would try to be the last man "cumming", so I could have her all night.The line was shorter, as I got to her again. This time I spoke while pumping."I understand Eve," I said, "I know this is JuraSex Park. I still want to be with you all night."Hearing this, made her burst into an orgasm, which in turn squeezed my cock, causing me to cum. This eliminated me from the running.I was super bummed out.The contest went on for another twenty minutes and it was down to two guests. Finally, an older gray haired man, lost his load, leaving a muscular twenty five year old as the winner. After taking a bow, he laid down and pumped his dick, deep into his prize. From where I stood, it looked like he had a twelve inch penis. As he pumped in and out, his twelve inch penis splayed her little pussy lips open, and all of the previous cum, coated his shaft or dripped onto the mattress. Eve wrapped her legs around him and started to have multiple orgasms. After about five of those, he must have shot a quart of cum into her, for it just sprayed out of the opening, between his cock and her pussy. She had the look of complete satisfaction on her face. I was jealous and angry, that his twelve inch penis, would be "Fucking" her all night, as I watched from my place in the room. As I looked around, to find a partner for the night I spotted twelve year old Tracie, with her A-cup breasts, and hairless pussy."I'll take you up on that 'Fuck' now." I said."Oh, good, I've been waiting all day." she said, as we laid on the mattress to retire for the night.I must have been transferring my emotions from Eve, to Tracie, for I laid over her, and gave her a hot, passionate kiss. She opened her mouth, and fed me her tongue, which I swallowed, greedily.We made out, for a long time and she got so wet from this, that I slid right into her opening. I started pumping, slow and deep. Then I looked over and saw that many other guests were too, in the process of having sex. Off to the side, I happened to see Eve, being pounded yet again, by the cocky stud. I watched the twelve inch penis, plying open her cunt lips. This either turned me on, or made me angry and I pumped into Tracie, like a wild man. She came as I shot into her. I lifted myself off of her, as cum dripped onto the mattress, and we both fell asleep, hugging.Day TwoAs I woke up, I looked around, and saw that many people had already gotten up. Nude Tracie, was still next to me. I reluctantly looked off to the side, and saw Eve, again being "Fucked", by the guest with the twelve inch cock. She was on top this time, bucking wildly, and seemed to be enjoying every inch of him.Tracie and I got up, went out, and had breakfast. After showering together, at the outdoor facility, we went our separate ways.Looking at the activities board, I decided to sign-up for an individually guided nature walk, leaving in a few minutes.As I waited with the other guests, our guides arrived. I was approached by a sixteen year old, long haired blond girl. She had brimming, D-cup breasts and a full blond bush. She had a pair of binoculars around her neck and handed me a pair that she carried."Hi, my name is Liz," she said, "are you ready to get back to nature?""I sure am." I said. "My name is John. Just lead the way."We then went off, as a group, into the nearby woods. As Liz was pointing out the nature around us, plants, birds, small animals, I was focused on the nature on my side - blond, nude, young, and buxom. My penis became erect.As we walked further into the woods, the group spread out, leaving just Liz and I. All of a sudden, Liz stopped, ducked down, and got on all fours."Look up there." she said, putting her binoculars to her eyes. "It's a Yellow Bellied Sapsucker, very rare for these parts. Isn't it beautiful?"As I kneeled behind her, I answered quietly, "Yes it is, but right now I'm focused on something even more beautiful."With that, I got closer, and slid my erect penis, into her pussy from behind. "Oh my," she said, "that is beautiful. And if we're here to experience nature, there's nothing more 'natural' than this."I pumped slowly in and out of her, as she pushed up, into me. Reaching around, I grabbed her drooping breasts and fondled her large nipples. She started to moan softly. In this position, the walls of her pussy, gripped the head of my penis, like a vice.I then reached down, and rubbed her clitoris. When I felt the walls of her pussy, expand and contract around my cock, I exploded inside of her.I pulled out, and left a puddle of cum, on the path.Further down the path, she spotted another rare bird and got down on all fours. Once again, my penis got hard, I couldn't resist, and took her from behind, leaving another puddle.The third time this happened, I got suspicious, and looked up with my binoculars. I couldn't see a thing, but nevertheless, fulfilled my duty, doing the "natural" thing. As we walked back, I noticed a number of other puddles, along the path. I wondered just how "natural" this nature walk was.Returning to the cabin, I had a quick lunch, and then wandered in back to where the trampoline was.Jumping on the trampoline, was a single, fourteen year old girl She had long black hair, a thick black bush, and nice C-cup breasts, that bounced as she jumped.Spotting me, she spoke, "Hi my name is Tamara. Would you like to come and join me?""Sure," I said, "my name is John.Climbing up, I struggled to steady myself, and fell into her. Reaching out, I caught hold of her breasts as the rest of my body pressed into her back.After stopping, to keep us from falling, she resumed a swallow jumping, with me still holding on. I somehow managed to turn around, hug her tightly with her breasts now pressed against my chest. As we were jumping, my erection, wormed it's way between her thighs, resting on her pussy. As we bounced, my penis started tapping against her clitoris. The more we jumped, the more turned on she got. She pressed her mouth over mine and kissed deeply.We lost our balance, and I landed on my back with her straddling me. When this happened, my penis plunged right into her fourteen year old pussy hole. Her eyes widened, and then she started to bounce.Tamara started with little bounces, and my penis slid in and out, ever so slightly. As her bouncing got stronger, the strokes got longer. My penis slid all the way in and almost all the way out, on every bounce. Then she started to bounce faster. This, plus the deep stroking, caused me to shoot into her, while she orgasmed around me.Pulling out, she dripped a glob onto the trampoline. Looking around, yes, I saw more stains. I hoped this too was part of the illusion.I took her with me to dinner, enjoying the sight of her fourteen year old body, as we ate. After a quick shower, she left and I went into the cabin, for the night's activity.As I got inside, they were setting up for the activity. It was called - Bang, Bang The Gang's All Here.The girls laid down in a big circle, legs spread, knees bent. The guests stood around them, in a bigger circle. Upon the word go, they were to kneel down, and fuck the pussy of the girl in front of them. After about five minutes, the drum would bang, and the guest was to move onto the next girl.Every girl would have to have at least one deposit of semen, in her vagina, before the game could end.I took my place in the circle, and waited for the game to start. The sight of all those pussies and breasts, in one place, gave me another instant hard on. I was fascinated by the variety of pussies, from bare to furry, and from slit to plush. This circle had them all.I heard the word go, and dove right in. The girl was thirteen, and had very little pubic hair. Her pussy was tight, but I managed my five minutes, without cumming.Bang, went the drum.The next girl, was a fifteen year old, with a hairy bush. Her pussy was much looser, and I had no problem lasting.My downfall, was the ten year old I had next. She had a young, hairless, pussy slit, the kind I like best. It was so tight, I shot into her, before the drum could move me on.This game was fun. Luckily, my Super Viagra, would allow me to stay hard and make many more deposits tonight.As I continued around the circle, I noticed, that more and more pussies, were sticky, due to the ever increasing loads of cum being shot into them.I also landed in some familiar pussies - Twelve year old Tracie, sixteen year old Liz, and fourteen year old Tamara. The one I didn't see was Eve. Looking off to the corner, of the room, I spotted her. She was being pile driven, doggy style, by Mr. Twelve Inch and had the look of complete abandon, on her face.There was nothing I could do, but continue around the circle, leaving my cum, in as many pussies as possible. After a while, feeling all of the pussies were sufficiently sticky, and reaching the limits of my Viagra, I feel asleep, in the heap, with everyone else.Day ThreeI awoke, in a pile of bodies with pussies, oozing semen onto the mattresses. I took a needed shower, and then had breakfast. Knowing this was my last day here, a had something I needed to resolve. Going over to the playground, I found who I was looking for. It was Eve, sitting naked on the swing."I need to talk to you, little girl." I said."OK, John." said Eve. "Have a seat."She got off the swing and sat me down on it. The site of her naked, gave me an instant hard-on. She straddled me, facing forward. When she did, my erect penis sunk into her pussy. As she swung, my penis pumped in and out of her, ever so slightly."Now what was that you wanted to talk to me about?' she asked."I wanted to spend more time with you." I answered. "But every time I looked for you, you were with that other guy.""Well what did you expect?" she said. "He had a twelve inch cock, incredible stamina, and I AM, the camp slut!""That is not what I wanted to hear." I thought."Listen John, if you want me, fuck me now. Mr. Twelve Inch, is meeting me at noon."With that, I lifted her off the swing, laid her onto her back and plowed into her hard and fast. This was not the pleasant love making, I was used to doing with her. It was a harsh, angry fuck, bordering on rape. When I felt myself, getting close, I pulled out and came all over her face and flat chest. I didn't care that she hadn't cum. She had an evil grin on her face."Happy now, John?" she asked."Goodbye, Eve." I said, as I walked away with a tear in my eye.I knew it was time to go, so I made my way to the tram. As I hugged some of my favorite naked little girls, on the way, my mind started to remember all of the good times I had at Sun Valley - the beach, the trampoline, the nature hike and I decided to forget about Eve.My evaluation was easy. Everything got high marks and I commented about how much I liked the night time activities - Gang Bangin and Bang, Bang The Gang's All Here.When I got back to my hut, I showered, dressed, and went for an early dinner. After dinner, I went to the gift shop, and picked-up some nudist DVD's.Back in my hut, I beat off six times, to the images of naked young girls, having fun in the sun. I guess three days was not enough time to spend in Sun valley Nudist Camp. I fell asleep, content.***Chapter 8: Area 8 Catholic Girls Middle SchoolDay OneI woke up the next day, and looked in my closet, to see what attire they left me. I found black pants, black shirt, and priest collar. I had coffee, put on my clothes, went out and boarded the tram.As we drove off, the video began - The next area is Catholic Girls Middle School. This is a French Provincial style boarding school building. Each guest area has a six student dorm area attached to the live-in priest's (guest) quarters. The girls are aged twelve and thirteen years old. The girls' day clothing includes plaid above-the-knee schoolgirl skirt, white cotton blouse, knee socks, saddle shoes, cotton bra, and white cotton bikini panties. Nightwear consists of plain white nighty. You will play the part of a live-in novice priest, to a group of six girls at the school. The live-in priest's job is to guide and consul the girls, through their day to day living at the school. Catholic school girls have a reputation for being sexually promiscuous. It will be your job to help them reach their full sexual potential. This is a four day experience. Since most girls lose their virginity in Middle School, and due to the previously mentioned premium on virgins, the scientists at JuraSex Park have developed a technology they call the Faux Hymen. It is an implant that simulates a real hymen, the virgin experience for girls and the deflowering experience for guests. 90 percent of the girls in this experience will be implanted with this Faux Hymen.When the tram stops, find your room and assume your role as live-in priest.Good luck and welcome to Catholic Girls Middle School.The building itself, was a three story, French Provincial Style mansion. The first floor, consisted of the common areas, dining room, rec room, etc.The second floor contained the classrooms.On the third floor were the dorms and headmaster sleeping quarters.The grounds were spacious, containing a playground, a pond, riding stables and other facilities.I proceeded to my room, got situated, and prepared to meet my girls. We met in the first floor rec room. The girls were twelve and thirteen years old, were petite, pretty and had budding A and B-cup breasts. They had on their schoolgirl uniforms - brown and white plaid above-the-knee skirts, white cotton blouses, knee socks, and saddle shoes. I will share their names, as I get to know them."Hi, I'm Father John." I said. "You can call me, Father, John, or just Hey You." (They didn't laugh at my joke.) "I have not taken my final vows yet, so I'm not a full priest. This assignment, is part of my training. They want to see how I deal with young people, like you. To help me succeed, you need to be honest and frank with me. I'll be the same with you. Any questions?"A cute little, thirteen year old, blond raised her hand. "My name is Brandy." she said. "A lot of our questions will have to do with sex. You're a priest. How can you help us? What do you know about the subject?"I was surprised by her directness, even though I said to be frank. "I decided to go into the priesthood, later in life. I've had some experience before that." I said.With that, the questions started coming fast. "When did you lose your virginity? How many women have you had? What do you know about oral sex? Have you ever had a young girl our age?" they asked."Hold on." I said. "There will be plenty of time to get into all that, later. Right now, I want to see how you are in class."We went up to the second floor, and into the classroom. The girls went to their desks, and started doing some seat work. As they sat in the chairs, their short, pleated skirts rode up high, giving me my first look at their milky thighs, and the crotches of their white, cotton panties. I knew I was in for quite a treat.As I went from desk to desk, helping, they would reach out and put their hands on my arm as we talked. Getting up and down, they often leaned against me from behind, pressing their growing breasts, into my back. Several of them, were even so bold, as to "accidentally" brush their hands, against my penis, through the tent in my pants, as I stood by their desks.After a few hours, we went back downstairs, to the dining hall, for dinner and then retired upstairs to the dorm. We sat in a circle, on the floor."OK girls," I said, "it's time we got to know each other. Any ideas?""Strip Poker!" was the unanimous yell from the crowd."That is, if it's OK for a priest to do such a thing?" Brandy said."Well I'm only a novice priest. I haven't taken my final vows yet." I said. (I so wanted to see what was under those schoolgirl uniforms.)"OK, then. " Brandy said, as she dealt out the first hand. In this variation of the game, the winner got to keep his clothes, while all of the others, had to remove one item.We started with the usual, and soon all of us were without shoes and socks.Next came our shirts and blouses. I sat there in my undershirt, admiring six girls, in their smooth, cotton bras, that covered their budding breasts. This was followed by pants and skirts. I love white cotton, bikini panties, especially the way they cling to a girl's crotch, and the way little wisps of pubic hair, peak out from beneath. I could hardly wait for the next round. One by one, as the bras were tossed off, and the breasts sprang free, my penis began to grow in my boxers. This did not go unnoticed by the girls.It now came to the final round. As the cards were turned over, I had a full house and won."OK, girls, off with your panties." I said, forgetting momentarily, I was supposed to be playing a priest.The six of them stood up, put their thumbs on their waistbands, and pulled the panties, over their hips and down. (Perhaps now would be a good time to introduce the girls.)The eighth graders were: Brandy, thirteen, the leader of the group. She had long blond hair, B-cup breasts, and a plush pussy with a full blond bush.Penny, thirteen, had curly red hair, B-cup breasts, and another plush pussy, with a curly red pubic hair.And Nora, thirteen, with long black hair, glasses, A-cup breasts, and sparse public hair.The seventh graders were, Dianne, twelve, with brunette, wavy hair, B-cup breasts, and a full covering of pubic hair.Margie, twelve, with black hair pulled into two pony tails, braces, nicely developed A-cup breasts, and a light black bush.And Billie, twelve, the youngest of the group. She had short blond, boy cut hair, a boyish flat chest and figure, and a thin pussy slit, completely void of any hair."Now that you've seen us, I think it's time to get to know us." Brandy said, as she presented herself, naked, in front of me. I couldn't resist, and reached out and touched her body, massaging her breasts, feeling her butt, and rubbing my hand, over her pussy and the thick pubic bush. As I was rubbing, my fingers went into her slit, coating them with a some of her juices. I placed them under my nose, to get a smell, and then into my mouth, for a taste. I also placed my mouth, onto each of her nipples, and sucked them in deeply. "I think, I'm getting to know you, quite well, Brandy." I said.I then moved on to Penny, and the rest of the girls in turn, repeating the same process with each. They all seemed to enjoy it very much.As I've said before, liking them young, it was a real treat "getting to know" Billie. From sucking on the small nipples to rubbing her bare pussy, it was a real turn on. And the sweet taste of her juices, satisfied my hunger for desert.When I was finished exploring them all, I heard them shout. "Hey, no fair," they said, "you're getting to know us, and we haven't even gotten to see, let alone 'get to know' you.""Oh, I can fix that." I said, reaching down, and pulling off my boxers.The naive girls' eyes popped open wide at the sight of a real penis. All but Brandy, huddled around me grabbing and rubbing my seven inch erect penis. Some cupped my balls while others, gingerly licked around head, tasting my pre cum.After a while of this, Brandy spoke up."OK, girls, time for bed. We've got to let Father John get some rest." she said. Brandy came over, and whispered in my ear. "These girls don't know what they are doing yet. I'm the only one who's not a virgin. I'll join you, in your bed, after I get them settled down."With that, the girls got ready for bed, and I retired to my room, and still naked, got under the covers. I must have dozed off. I was awakened, to the feel of a naked body, pressed up against me. It was Brandy. Two firm breasts were pressing into my chest, while a damp muff, pressed up against my crotch. My penis immediately grew back to its hard seven inches.She gave me a hot, wet, open mouth kiss, pushing her tongue down my throat, as she did. I rolled her over, onto her back, and put my penis, at the entrance of her damp vagina opening."Are you ready, Brandy?" I asked."Oh yes, Father," she answered, "I've never fucked a priest before."With that, I pushed myself all the way into her. She was hot and tight and turned on from our playing earlier. I put my open mouth back over hers and pumped in and out for fifteen minutes.Then without warning, her pelvis raised up, and she shouted, "Forgive me Father, for here I cum!" as she exploded in a massive orgasm.I came simultaneously, shooting a huge load into her pussy.We both fell asleep, locked in each other.Day TwoWaking up, hard, and still inside of her, I couldn't resist a morning quickie. Pumping in and out rapidly, I dumped another load inside of her, and pulled out, before she even woke up. Opening her eyes, she spoke. I just had a pleasant dream." she said. The amount of cum, dripping out of her pussy, should have been a clue, that this was no dream."What's on tap, for the next few days?" I asked."Well I think you owe it, to each of the girls, to show them what it means to become a woman. Who better to learn it from, than their priest?" she answered."I'll send Penny, out to the riding stables, to meet you after breakfast." she continued.After breakfast, I went out to the riding stables. Penny was already there, in her school uniform. She seemed to be staring at the penis of a black stallion, as it was taking a leak.As I walked in, she quickly turned away. Penny was the thirteen year old redhead. "I'm here to teach you about sex." I said."Oh, I've learned all about sex at SexSchool." she said. "I don't want to learn, I want to do!"She laid back, on a hay bale, raised her skirt, and spread her legs.Her cotton panties, stretched tightly, over her crotch. As I said before, I really like cotton panties. I couldn't resist, and bent down, and began licking her pussy, right over the cotton crotch. My penis expanded in my pants.As it got wet, both from my licking and her flowing juices, it became transparent, and I could clearly make out her plush lips and dark slit. When I pulled off the panties, I got a face full of red bush, reminding me of a younger, cheerleader Molly. My mouth went back down to her pussy, and my tongue found her clitoris. I licked all over it, and when I felt her about to cum, I pulled my mouth away.Stepping out of my pants, I centered my erect penis at the entrance of her pussy. I pushed in hard, but was stopped by her hymen. Pulling out again, I pushed in even harder and again was stopped by the barrier. Finally on the third try, she grabbed my butt and pulled it forward, while I pushed as hard as I could, and my penis, tore right through. I expected her to cringe in pain, but then remembered, JuraSex virgins, even faux virgins, don't feel any pain.Instead, she had the look of complete pleasure on her face. Seeing this, I started to pump in and out, slow at first, and then with deliberate speed. Remembering her large breasts, I reached under her blouse, pulled up her bra, and caressed her luscious mounds and nipples. Her pussy felt as hot, as the hair around it looked. Finally, we both exploded together, as I shot a load deep into her. As I pulled out, my white, creamy cum, dripped out and coated her red pubic her.She rubbed it all around her fiery bush, and then slipped her panties on, as if trying to preserve the load."Thank you Father," she said, "for giving me the gift, of your penis.""You're welcome Penny," I said, "when you get back up to the house, please send Margie down to the pond, to meet me.Since it was lunchtime, I arranged to have a picnic and blanket, waiting for me at the edge of the pond.Twelve year old Margie arrived, as planned, skipping down the hill in her schoolgirl uniform. Margie had jet black hair, pulled into two pony tails, and had braces on her teeth."Oh goody, Penny told me you are going to take my virginity, too. I can hardly wait." she said, as she lay down and spread her legs."Hey, not so fast, your first time should be special." I said. "Have some lunch and talk to me." Maggie sat up, explored the contents of the picnic basket, and picked out a cheese bagel.We talked a while and then she asked, "Father can I confide something to you?""Sure," I said, "you can tell me anything.""At SexSchool I discovered something." she said. "I discovered that I love the taste of semen. I used to sneak extra tastes, every time I could. Is that weird?""No, it's not weird." I said. "Some girls really like it.""Oh good," she said, "I really hope I get to taste yours sometime today.""Count on it!" I said."I'm hot," she continued, "I'm going to take a quick dip in the pond."Maggie threw off her uniform and jumped into the water.I got another good look at her twelve year old body, as she did. She was medium height and had a developing body. Maggie had growing, A-cup breasts, well defined hips, and a rounded butt. There was a thin layer of black pubic hair, around her visibly plush pussy lips. The sight of her, got me hard and I got an idea. Stripping off my clothes, I grabbed my penis in hand, and stated to beat off. As I got close, I reached for a bowl of strawberries, from the basket, and put it in front of me. I came, covering the berries with a thick coating of my cream."Hey Maggie," I shouted, "come on out, I've got a treat for you."Wrapping herself in a towel, she sat down and dug in. "Thanks, Father," she said, "this tastes like warm, salty, milk. I love it!"When finished, she smiled and I saw there were thick strands of semen, clinging to the braces in her little girl mouth.Looking down, she saw my flaccid penis, reached down and took it in her hand, bringing it back to life. She unwrapped her towel and laid down."I'm ready, Father." she said.Climbing over her, I centered my penis and pushed. When I reached her hymen, I kept pushing, this time popping right through. She must have been filled with anticipation, for it only took a few minutes of pumping, before her hips started rocking and she came.I stopped for a moment, and then continued pumping. As her pussy walls, hugged my penis, I felt myself starting to cum. When this happened, I pulled out, and aimed for her face. She opened her mouth at the same time as I shot my load, coating her braces and tongue, with another thick stream of semen.She swirled it around and swallowed, using her tongue to clean up between her braces."Wow Father, thanks again." Maggie said. "I'm glad I confided in you."We dressed and went back to the house, together.After cleaning up, relaxing, and having dinner, we all gathered in the rec room, for the night's activity."Father," Brandy said, "you've been getting to know us. Now we'd like to know more about you. Please tell us how you lost your virginity."I started my story, "It was in High School. I was sixteen and the girl was fifteen. Her name was Hannah, she was blond, and we had been dating for about six months. One night, after coming home from the movies, we parked by the lakefront, for our usual make out session. I started rubbing, her ample breasts, first over her blouse and then under. She never wore a bra and her nipples were already erect as I squeezed them. She suggested we climb in the back seat."As I was telling my story, I noticed that Dianne, had her hand under her skirt and was rubbing, several of the girls were getting undressed, and Brandy had come over, unzipped my pants, and was stroking my penis.I continued, "Once in back, I reached down, and rubbed her crotch, over her denim jeans, she unsnapped them , and pulled them completely off, along with her panties. Girls, that was the first pussy I ever felt. Her pubic hair was soft but I was really attracted to her pussy hole. When my finger felt the moist crevice, it went in deep. I pumped in and out, hoping to turn her on more, and it did, a little. I didn't know about the clitoris yet. Surprising to me, she reached over and undid my pants and slid them, and my underwear, down to my knees. She grabbed my penis, in her hand, and just held it. It grew in her hand. This was also a new sensation." "She was being the aggressor as she pulled me on top of her. I tried probing for her pussy, with by penis, but kept missing the spot. She grabbed hold of it again, and placed in right in her vaginal entrance. All it took was a push, and I was in her to the hilt. I had to stop for a moment, to savor the sensation. Her pussy was hot, it was wet, it was smooth, and it was silky. Girls you should know, nothing in life, feels exactly like your turned on pussies'. I have had hands, mouths, and toys, and believe me, nothing is like the real thing. I was not content to merely stay still, and I started pumping, slow at first and then quicker." "Being that this was my first time, I came almost immediately, pulling out first, as to not get her pregnant. My semen splashed all over the seat. I thanked her and told her how special it was, to let me be her first. Then she sprang it on me. She told me I was not her first. She had been deflowered a year ago, by a college boy, while she was baby-sitting for his brother. I actually didn't mind, all I cared about was getting back inside of her, which I did, lasting much longer in round two." As I finished the story, Brandy gave a final pump, and my penis exploded. Then she reached down and caught my semen in a glass she had nearby."This is for you, Margie." she said, as she passed it to "Miss Braces".As I looked around, the girls were all naked now and crawling over to me on the rug. They took hold of my clothing, and pulled it all off, except for my priestly collar, as if leaving me a reminder, of who I was.I closed my eyes and let them have their way with me. I felt hot mouths wrapped around my cock head and tongues, licking up and down my shaft. Breasts of different sizes, were being pressed onto my chest, while moist pussy holes plied open, into my mouth. I licked many different clits, and tasted a variety of juices. Pardon the priestly reference, but I felt like I was in heaven.I must have cum eight times. Each time, I felt the familiar tongue of Margie, licking me clean. After a while of this, we all fell asleep on the rec room rug.Day ThreeI woke up the next morning, with six naked girls, clinging to my body. In the process of untangling myself from them, they woke up. We all went upstairs, took a group shower, dressed, and had breakfast. Afterwards, I took Dianne, by the hand, and led her outside. We went to a wooded area on the grounds, near a low hammock, hanging between two trees. Dianne was twelve years old, and had wavy, brunette hair. She had nice, B-cup breasts for being only twelve. We sat on the ground and talked."Father John," she asked, "will you hear my confession?""Well, I'm not a full priest yet," I said, "but I'd be glad to hear what you have to say.""Father, I always seem to be touching myself down there." she said."Yes, I noticed that yesterday." I said.She continued, "I have a very big clitoris. It always seems to rub on my panties and gets me excited. The only way to relieve myself is to masturbate.""Let's take a look." I said, laying her back, and removing her panties.Protruding out, at the top of her hairy pussy, was a bright, pink bud, the size of a grape. "Oh my, that is a large clitoris," I retorted, "mind if I feel it?""Go right ahead," Dianne said, "I was just about to."I licked my finger, and then began rubbing her clitoris, in little circles. I couldn't believe it as I watched it become even more erect. I stopped before she could get more excited."Dianne," I said, "It's OK to masturbate, everyone does it, even me. It's God's way of letting you love yourself. In your case, you have a good excuse."I continued, "Before we go any further today, I'd like to watch you do it. In fact, I'll do it too and we can watch each other. Let's get rid of these clothes."We stripped and faced each other, sitting on the grass. She put her heels on the ground, bent her knees up, and spread her legs, giving me a great view, up into her pussy. She put some fingers, into her moist, open, pussy hole in order to wet them. She then reached up, caressed her clitoris, between her thumb and index finger, and started to rub. I put my hand around my erect penis and started pumping. We watched each other, rubbing and pumping, for fifteen minutes and then exploded. I shot my load on the grass in front of me. She picked up a handful of blades, and licked them off."That was nice," she said, "but I can do that anytime. Are you going to 'pop my cherry' or what?""How about 'popping' your own." I said, as I laid on my back, in the hammock."Come straddle me." I said. Facing me, she put a leg on each side of the hammock, and centered her vaginal opening, over my penis."On the count of three, push down." I said. "OK, one, two, three, push!"As she did, my penis pushed all the way into her, ripping through her hymen."Congratulations," I said, "you just popped your cherry."With that, she started to rock up and down, leaning forward, as to let the top side of my shaft, rub against her enlarged clitoris. In this position, she came several times before I emptied my load inside of her. Climbing off, she got beside me in the hammock. Her breasts pressed against me, as her right leg, wrapped around my hips. We fell asleep. When I woke up, her crotch was humping mine. My stiff penis was rubbing against her swollen clitoris. As we humped faster, I felt her body melt into mine in a mellow orgasm as my semen, flowed onto her inner thighs.We were both a sticky mess, so we grabbed our clothes, ran naked to the house, and took a quick shower before dressing and eating lunch. When we finished, I went off to find Nora.Since she was the intellectual of the group, I figured I would find her in the library, and I was right. There she was, on stomach, on the rug, reading a book. Her butt was sticking up nicely. Nora was thirteen years old and had long black hair. As she heard me approach, she turned her head, and looked at me through her, round, dark rimmed glasses."Hey, what do you want?" she asked."It's more like, what do you want." I answered. "I heard you were looking to give up your 'V card'.""I do, at some point," she said, "but I tend to take things slow, real slow.""Me too." I said, as I kneeled between her legs, behind her.I pulled her up onto her knees, reached under her skirt, and pulled the crotch of her panties off to the side. Unzipping my pants, I pushed my hard penis, slowly into her pussy hole. As I reached her hymen, I slowly pushed forward, and broke through easily."Is this slow enough for you?" I asked."It sure is, the slower the better." she answered.With that I began to pump, slow and deep, slow and deep.Doing it doggy style, is always a different sensation. There's something about how the pussy, grips the cock head - sliding and squeezing at the same time. I continued to slide slowly in and out. In this position, and being so deep, I must have been rubbing against her G-Spot.All of a sudden, her pussy started a series of contractions, that lasted about three minutes, and I felt a stream of hot liquid, wash over my penis. I in turn, shot my load into her. Pulling out, she snapped material of her panty back in place and soon a large wet spot appeared.She laid back down flat onto her stomach, reached around, and handed me some kind of paper."What's this?" I asked."My 'V card'," she answered. "You only get one of these."I laughed as I left her to her reading.I spend the afternoon, talking to some of the girls, and then went to dinner.Today's evening activity was to take place, back in the dorm.When I arrived, the girls were already in their sleep wear, white, cotton nighties, that were cut just above the thighs. I could tell, none of them were wearing panties.Brandy explained, "The game for the night, is called 'The Ten Commandments'. As a priest, you are obliged to obey. We will read each commandment, you need to figure out what it means, and then comply. The first one is easy, she said."Brandy then read the commandments, in order:"Commandment One - Thou shall be like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden."We all stripped out of our clothing and sat there naked."Commandment Two - "Thou shall feast on the globes, of all in the garden." Looking at the row of breasts, I knew exactly what to do. I went from one to the next, gobbling them into my mouth, sucking and licking the different sized mounds and nipples, until I had tasted them all."Commandment Three - "Thou shall probe the depths of all who are faithful."Since probing, usually has to do with fingers, I had a pretty good idea of what to do next. So did the girls, for as I went over to them, they all laid back and spread their legs.As I approached the first girl, Billie, I took my middle finger, and pushed it into her pussy hole. It only went in half way, before it hit her hymen, so I pulled it out. "We'll take care of this, tomorrow." I told her. The subsequent girls had no such barriers. I was able push all the way in, pump in and out, and coat my finger with their juices. I couldn't help tasting each one as I moved on. "Commandment Four - "Thou shall let a virgin, lend a hand in your hour of need." I laid on my back, and still virgin Billie came over to me. She took my hard penis in her hand and examined it from the base to the cock head. She then wrapped her palm, all the way around the shaft, and began pumping slowly. I recognized this as the most popular technique taught at SexSchool. She slowly milked, until she saw I was about to cum, and then speeded up. I erupted, spewing a huge load onto my thighs. Billie went back to the group."Commandment Five - "Thou shall reward the believer, with the juice of thy loins." Hearing this commandment, I motioned for cum loving Margie to come over. She knew just what to do. Leaning down, she stuck out her tongue, and proceed to lick me clean, swallowing every drop."Commandment Six - "Thou shall rub the bud until it blooms." Since the biggest bud in the group, was Dianne's, I went over to her, reached down, and spread open her pussy. Out popped the grape sized clitoris that I knew so well. I wanted to lick it, but the commandment said rub, so I wet my finger, and rubbed it around, in little circles. As I knew it would, it expanded to twice its size and then her whole body rocked, and fell limp."Commandment Seven - Thou shall see the world through me." This was a tough one. I went over to Nora, the thirteen year old wearing glasses. I told her to kneel, in front of me. I grabbed my penis, and started to beat off. When I felt myself cumming, I aimed for her face, coating her glasses, with a layer of my semen. She was now seeing the world, through my cum. "Commandment Eight - "Thou shall give and take, equally." I could think of one thing, that involved giving and taking. I grabbed Nora, who was still nearby, took the glasses off of her face, and lifted her over me, in the 69 position.Her mouth wrapped around my penis, while my mouth, clamped unto her muff. After ten minutes, we each gave one another, a most pleasant orgasm. "Commandment Nine - "Thou shall eat thy fruit, at the fiery garden of earthly delights." I knew there was no one more fiery, than Penny. As I approached, I could see she was ready for me. She took a bowl of fruit, and dumped it onto her red bush, shoving some of it, between her lips, as she did.I went down, and greedily lapped up, as much fruit as I could. I licked every inch of her twat, and swallowed every bit of fruit I could pry from within her lips. As I licked and slurped, I brushed against her clitoris numerous times. This was too much for her, and she exploded, mashing her pussy against my face as she did. "Commandment Ten - Thou shall reward the nun, with your divine rod." Looking around for a clue, I noticed a figure, dressed in black, kneeing in the corner. As got I closer, I saw what it was - thirteen year old blond, Brandy, in a full nun's habit, kneeling in prayer. She looked forbiddingly sexy, with her rounded butt and her B-cup breasts.Needless to say, my "divine rod", was at its full seven inches. I went around to the back of her and lifted up the dress of her habit, revealing her black silk stockings, black garter belt, and black silk thong panties, clinging to her round butt. I leaned her forward, as I pulled off the panties and I got another good look, at her plush pussy, from behind, covered by the thick, blond pubic hair. I then placed my penis, at her sacred vaginal opening, and pushed forward.Being so moist, it slid right in. I heard her groan. Since I have wanted to fuck a nun, since grade school, I wasted no time pumping in and out. As her pussy walls, clenched around my penis in orgasm, I shot my "holy" load, right into her. I withdrew and noticed my semen, dripping out of her pussy, and coating the tops of her black silk stockings. "That was quite a game." I said. "Bless you girls, I'm going to bed."Day FourI awoke this morning, full of anticipation. I knew it was Billie's turn to finally lose her virginity. I didn't even bother with breakfast. Still in my boxer shorts, I went over to the dorm to fetch her. She was still in her nightie, sans panties, as I brought her back to my roomAs I described earlier, twelve year old Billie, was the youngest of the group. She had short blond hair, a flat boyish figure, and a completely bare pussy that was merely a slit.I pulled off her nightie and my boxers, and we laid on the bed."Are you ready for today?" I asked."Well, frankly, I'm a little afraid." she answered."Didn't they tell you, It doesn't hurt a bit." I said."It's not that, Father," she said, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, just look at me, compared to the other girls.""Oh, you're right about one thing," I said, "you don't compare to the other girls. Your body is what I've been looking forward to, all week. That's why I saved you for last."With that she put her arms around me, pressing her body into mine. She gave me a hot, wet, open mouth kiss, more passionate, than any of her schoolmates. We stayed locked together, making out like this, for a long time. My cock got rock hard and dug into her crotch. Finally I pulled away. "I need to get a good look at you." I said. "A naked preteen body, is one of my favorite things in the world."I stood over her, as she lay on her back. Her short hair, and flat chest, made her look even younger than twelve. Her nipples were small yet stood out a half inch on two barely perceptible mounds. I rubbed my hands all over them, and then took each nipple between my lips, sucking them and the entire little mounds into my mouth. Her breathing was becoming faster.I used my hands to spread her legs apart and then went down to take a better look. The first thing I noticed, was that she had more than just a slit. Looking closely, I could see that some nice outer lips, were in the early stages of development. And she wasn't bare either. Over these outer lips, was a sparse layer of pubic hair, too blond to be noticed from a distance. Wanting to get a better look, I spread open her outer lips with my hands. Much to my surprise, a more plush set of inner lips, labia minor, started to spill out. I rubbed the insides of these inner lips, savoring the moist smoothness of them. Following these lips downward, I came to her vaginal opening. It was dark, wet, and round, about the size of a nickel. I didn't know how I could ever fit inside. With my index finger, I probed the entrance and then stuck it in. I felt her hymen, about half way in. As I wiggled my finger around her opening, I felt it expand to accommodate me. The elasticity of a pussy, never ceases to amaze me.Taking my finger, out of her vaginal opening, I ran it up the lips to see if I could find a clitoris. Placing my thumbs, on each side of what appeared to be her clitoral hood, I spread it open. There it was, shiny, pink and about the size of a pea. I bent down and licked it. It didn't seem to get any bigger, but I could feel Billie starting to get excited. Just for fun, I licked faster and more randomly. This caused an immediate orgasm. Her whole pussy became more moist, and a sweet aroma, permeated the whole scene. "Are you ready to lose your virginity, Billie? I asked."Oh yes, Father." she answered. "Take it, take it now."I got up over her and pushed my penis in, up to her hymen. I then pushed forward and felt myself break right through. My seven inches completely filled her pussy.Once she got used to the feeling, I started to pump in and out. As with most twelve year olds, her pussy literally wrapped around my shaft. It wasn't long before she milked the first load of cum, out of me. I stopped for a moment, and noticed that she hadn't cum. Still hard, of course, I pumped into her some more. Besides being tight, her pussy was now also hot and sticky. I came inside her, once again but noticed she still had not cum.Determined to make the first time satisfying for her, I went into my deep thrusting mode. She must have wanted me deeper also, for she wrapped her legs around me, and pushed her pelvis upward. As I sped up my thrusting, her pussy walls began contracting in an orgasm around my shaft and I exploded deep inside her. "Bless me Father, for I have cum!" she laughed, as she gave me a big kiss. "Thank you."As she got up, she cupped her palm, over her pussy, to prevent it from dripping out."What are you doing?" I asked."I promised Margie breakfast." she answered, as she picked up her nightie, and left.Knowing I had to leave soon, I took a quick shower, got dressed, and went to the dorm, to say my goodbyes. As I went in, the first thing I saw, was Billie straddling Margie's face, on an upper bunk, dripping my semen, into her mouth.Seeing me, the other four girls jumped up, and surrounded me. They pressed their breasts against my body, lifted their nighties, putting my hands, on their pussies, and rubbed my penis, through my pants."Do you really have to go?" they asked. "We can have a lot more fun today.""Sorry girls," I said, "my time here is finished. But I'm sure they'll send a replacement soon. Good bye!"I boarded the tram, and filled out the evaluation, as we headed back. Once again, I rated everything about this experience as positive. My only comment was, perhaps it could have lasted a few more days. I got back early, and decided to go to the Spa and Fitness Center again. This time I wanted to try the Spa area. I made it a point to say hello to Donna on the way through. Once again, working were a bevy of teenage girls, in skimpy bikinis. The Spa offered a number of treatments and body wraps. I opted today, for a massage.My masseuse was a fourteen year old named Dawn. She was five feet, six, had waist length blond hair, and a voluptuous body - 36D breasts and a nice round butt. She must not have gone in the sun much for she had ivory skin.I stripped, and lay on the table on my stomach. Dawn placed a towel on my butt. "What area would you like me to concentrate on? she asked."I don't know, what's your specialty?" I asked."Well my specialty is deep tissue massage." she said. "Just relax and I'll take care of you."With that Dawn poured a generous amount of warm oil, onto my back, and started to rub it in. She rubbed deep and firm, really relaxing me. She then went down to my feet, massaging the bottoms and then working her way up my legs. When she reached my butt, she pulled off the towel, and squirted more oil onto it. She rubbed it around, lightly brushing my anus with her finger as she did."Time to turn over." she commanded, and I complied.This exposed my flaccid penis completely to her. In this state, it was only four inches long, yet it was still thick in diameter."Oh my, this is very nice." she said, taking it in her hand.It grew slightly with her touch and then she took it completely in her mouth. Her mouth was hot and wet, and it grew immediately to its full seven inches, sliding down her throat. She pulled up only slightly, and then pushed back down further. She was a full master of the deep throat technique. I have never felt myself so deep in someone's throat. As she sucked me deep, she was an expert at using her tongue to lick the underside of my shaft and glans head.After a while of this, I got a feeling, deep within my testicles. It was a slow, yet strong pulsing that started in my balls, blasting up the shaft out of my opening. I felt the hot surge of cum around my cock head as it went completely down her throat. Not a drop leaked out, she swallowed it deep. My cock popped out of her mouth, flaccid again, as her blond framed face, broke into a satisfied smile. Saying nothing, I stood up, facing her, reached around, and unhooked her bikini top. It fell to the ground, releasing two magnificent mounds. I pulled her close, pressing her into me, and gave her a deep, wet kiss.I then reached down, and pulled off her bikini bottoms. As I suspected, she was as voluptuous below, as she was above. Her outer pussy lips were plush and meaty. Her inner lips burst out, like a blossoming flower, and her clitoris was already poking up, in a state of arousal. Her blond pubic hair was dense around the top while shaven at her vaginal opening. I picked her up and laid her face down on the table."Time for your massage now." I said.Just like she did, I used warm oil to massage her back and legs. When I came to her bottom, I propped a pillow under her tummy, to raise her butt. Using more oil, I kneaded those firm buttocks, from one side to the other. I poured some more oil into her butt crack, and it dripped down onto her vagina opening.I took my finger, rubbed it around, and pushed it into the opening. Dawn let out a soft moan. I then took a second finger, and it slid right in with the first. Wondering how much this fourteen year old pussy could accommodate, a took my remaining two fingers, and holding them sideways, thrust my whole palm in. She let a louder moan. I wiggled it around, feeling the smooth insides of her pussy walls. Her moaning was increasing and her body rocked in time to my pumping. I was tempted to insert my whole fist, but four fingers seemed to be turning her on just fine. I removed my fingers for a moment, to turn her over onto her back and then plunged them back in. Her breasts were heaving up and down in time to her breathing. I took each one in my mouth, and licked and sucked the nipples, until they expanded to an inch.Still pumping in and out with my palm, I placed my lips over her protruding pink clitoris. I licked and sucked, in time to my pumping, and soon her whole body rocked so hard and strong, that she almost fell off the table. A wash of liquid flowed onto my hand as I pulled it out. "Wow, I never had a massage like that!" she said. "But I can see you're ready for another." pointing to my again erect seven inch penis.She switched places with me on the table, and then straddled my hips, plunging my penis deep into her pussy. Her hot pussy walls clung to my head and shaft as she pumped slowly up and down. She wanted it faster and started pumping at a quicker pace. This caused her to explode and her body went limp over me.Not having cum, I rolled her over, and started a deep slow pumping into her again. She started to get some energy back and began thrusting back up at me, pointing her legs straight up, pulling me as deep as I could go. I started pumping deeper and faster. Then I felt it, strong, strong contractions, deep within her vaginal walls, squeezing and releasing the head and shaft of my penis, milking thick ropes of hot, sticking semen, out of my balls, deep into her pussy. As I pulled out, a cup of creamy semen flowed of her pussy hole, onto the table.I was tempted to ask Dawn back to my hut for the night, but didn't know how I could top a fuck like that!I retired to the hut by myself. ***Chapter 9: Area 9 The Island Of LesbosWaking up, I thought the outfit for today was interesting, a white, silk Greek toga, with no underwear. Waiting for me in the tram, was a pretty girl, with long black hair, C-cup breasts, and also in a white, silk toga. "Hi, my name is Aphrodite." she said. "I'm your Greek Goddess Guide. I'm fourteen years old, just as you requested. I'm here to make your time here, a pleasure.""My name is John," I said, "I look forward to spending the day with you."As the tram pulled away, the video started - Your next Area is The Island Of Lesbos. This section is on an island, in the middle of Lake JuraSex, accessible only by boat. It is made to resemble an ancient Greek Villa. The girls are all ages and everyone wears white, silk togas.This is predominately a voyeuristic experience for men. The girls can be observed, from designated areas, interacting with the other girls on the island. This is the only section of the park where women guests are allowed. Women guests, are encouraged to participate actively with all of the girls. This is a one day excursion. There are no overnight accommodations for male guests.This area was added when we noticed that not all of our girls were the heterosexuals we had trained them to be. It was also an attempt to lure women guests to the park. By now you should have met your personal Greek Goddess Guide or "relief girl". Her job is to provide oral and manual relief, if desired, while watching the activities in the Villa.When the tram stops, please board the boat for the fifteen minute trip to the island. Welcome to The Island Of Lesbos. As we got into the boat, for our ride to the island, Aphrodite slid close to me, and rested her hand on my penis. I had a feeling, this was going to be a great day. Reaching the island, we got our first look at the Villa. It was a large walled in, marble building. In the center was a courtyard, with massive Greek Statues, and a number of gardens and grassy areas. Marble benches, throughout the courtyard, were designated as observation areas. Next to the courtyard, was the pool, with a variety of fancy fountains. Observation was relegated to the perimeter around it.Inside the Villa were a number of bedrooms, with plush, floor level mattresses. There was also a large orgy room, with wall to wall, floor level mattresses. Observation, was from open windows, surrounding each room.More impressive than the Villa, however, were the women and girls here. They ranged in age from ten to sixty. As with everyone at Jurasex Park, they were all uninhibited in pursuing their sexual activities, even when in front of an audience.We decided to start out by, watching some of the action in the courtyard and took our place on a marble bench. In front of us, on the grass, was a thirty year old guest, with a thirteen year old. They were locked in a passionate embrace, deeply kissing each other. Their togas were still on, but pulled up to their waists. They each had their middle finger, buried in the pussy of the other, and were pumping them in and out. Every once and a while, we could see one of their bodies shake in an orgasm and then they would continue.I felt Aphrodite's hand reach under my toga and clutch my penis. I reached under her toga but she pushed my hand away."I'm here only to 'relieve' you today," she said, "not the other way around." Looking off to one side, we spotted an interesting scene. There was another thirty year old guest, masturbating by rubbing her clitoris, while she watched two naked twelve year olds, eating out each other's pussies, in the 69 position. She rubbed her clitoris, as the girls ate, and they all came at the same time. During all this, Aphrodite continued to pump my cock. As the girls came, so did I. Luckily, she lifted my toga and I only shot onto the ground in front of me.We got up, walked over to the pool area, and took a seat around the perimeter.The pool area had much more activity. For one thing, almost all of the women and girls were naked. There was a lot of oral sex going on. Off to the side of the pool, there was a sixty year old women with a ten year old girl. The woman was eating the pussy of the ten year old. The women's mouth, was on the little girl's bare pussy, sucking and licking as if it were her last meal. As the girl exploded, they switched places. It was now the girl, who had her face, in a lush, gray haired bush. The women exploded, and they changed places again. I wondered how long this could go on.As we watched, I felt Aphrodite's hand on my flaccid penis. As she started squeezing, it came back to life again. On the other side of the pool, was something else interesting. As a forty year old woman, lay on her back, three fifteen year olds were around her. One was sucking on each breast, as the third was eating her pussy. As the woman would cum, the girls would switch places and continue on.We then turned our attention pool side. On their backs, along the edge of the pool, were women and girls, with their legs hanging into the water. Opposite them, standing in the pool, were more women and girls, with their faces in their pussies, eating like it was their lunch.Aphrodite's squeezing and pumping, milked another load out of me, this time hitting my toga and leaving a small stain.Then we went inside the Villa. Although there was a lot going on inside the individual bedrooms, we decided to watch the action in the orgy room and took our seats in the observation area.There were a number of women and girls, hugging, deep kissing, and rubbing their breasts against each other.A woman guest, about forty years old, with a huge pussy, was being fisted, by an eleven year old blond girl. As she rammed her closed hand in and out her, the guest was screaming, hopefully in delight.Lots of girls were either eating out their guests, or engaged in some type of 69 cunnilingus.As I was watching, I felt something hot and moist around my penis. I looked down and saw Aphrodite's mouth, wrapped around it. She was sucking deep and slow, trying to make me last a long time, enhancing my experience of watching the show.There were a variety of marble dildos scattered around. (Evidently, ancient Greeks didn't have latex.) They were all shapes and sizes and some were even double-headed. All had carvings of Greek Gods on them, forming rows of raised ridges, to enhance pleasure receptors.Many of the women and girls were thrusting them in and out of each other's pussies', inducing multiple orgasms, in the process. In the corner, a forty year old guest was plowing into a cute twelve year old, doggy style, with a ten inch, strap on wooden dildo.I was really turned on, by both watching this and having my cock sucked at the same time.What turned me on the most, was watching a fourteen year old girl, with a thirty year old guest. They sat facing each other, and intertwined their legs, making pussy to pussy contact, a sexual practice known as tribbing or scissoring. They began grinding away against each other, vulva to vulva, clit to clit. As they did this, they kissed passionately, and used their hands caress every part of each other's bodies. They continued to rub and grind their vaginas together, until both of them exploded, in a powerful orgasm.Seeing this, I too exploded, shooting my load, deep down Aphrodite's throat. She swallowed and popped her head back up.We hung around watching, for a while longer, and then saw that it was time to leave.We boarded the boat, which took us to the tram. On the tram ride back, I did my evaluation. I rated the facilities high, but thought the experience, of just watching, was somewhat frustrating. I commented that the Guide, helped to make it better.As we were traveling along, Aphrodite seemed to be clinging to me, quite closely and her hand was again, rubbing my penis, on the outside of my toga. She seemed as frustrated as I was, that we could not go further, in our sex acts."Aphrodite, "are you allowed to come back to my hut, and spend the night?" I asked, as the tram stopped."Why yes," she answered, "once off duty, we are allowed, in fact encouraged, to please you guests, any way we can.""Well then, please, please me." I said, as we went to my hut. Since I had been dying to see what was under that toga all day, the first thing I did, was lift it over her head. I was not disappointed. Her breasts were large for a girl of fourteen, probably 36 C-cups.Her pussy was covered by a full, black, patch of pubic hair. I reached over to touch it. It was like a soft kitty. She also had large outer lips, that were slightly open, revealing her moist inner lips.I placed my toga clad body against hers, and covered her mouth with mine.She reached over, and lifted the toga, over my head. My seven inch penis, sprang forward and up, and pressed against her hairy bush. We ground into each other, with our bodies melting together. As the top of my shaft, rubbed against the underside of her pussy, I started to feel a slick coating of moisture on it.I so wanted to taste these juices, so I laid her down on the bed, and engulfed her pussy with my open mouth. I licked all around, with my tongue, from the opening to the clitoris, and swallowed as much "Greek Nectar" as she could give me. Her pelvis, began to buck up and down, until she collapsed from a powerful orgasm.Not wanting her to lose the moment, I lifted myself over her, and plunged my penis right in. Without even one stroke, she came again, pushing her pelvis, up onto mine.I then decided to slow it down. After resting inside her for a few moments, I started with a deep, slow pumping. In and out I went, feeling her hot, moist pussy, clinging to every inch of my cock.After pumping slowly, for a half hour, I leaned down and resumed the passionate kissing. Feeling her breasts, pressing into my chest, caused me to release my semen, deep into her. I could also feel her third orgasm.This Aphrodite really was a Greek Love Goddess.Continuing to kiss, we fell asleep in each other's arms.***Chapter 10: Area 10 The Sultan's HaremDay OneI woke up this morning and Aphrodite was gone, likely off to guide some other guest. I did my usual routine, and then went to the closet, to retrieve the next outfit. Hanging up, was a long silk, burgundy colored robe, with gold buttons and a gold belt. There was a matching turban, with a red ruby in the center. It looked like something out of 1001 Arabian Nights. I put it on and went to the tram.As we pulled away, the video started - Your next destination, will be The Sultan's Harem.This area is designed to look like a Sultan's Palace, from 1001 Arabian Nights. Inside there is an atrium, with a clear blue pool in the center. On one side is the Harem or living quarters for about forty girls. On the other, are the Sultan's chambers, with a large, raised, round bed in the center. It is a decadent place, with Persian rugs and gold chandeliers. Fruit is served from crystal bowls, wine is consumed from gold goblets, and mild pot can be smoked from jewel encrusted hookahs. The woman wear silk, shear clothing - baggy Aladdin trousers, silk bikini tops, silk veils and silk dresses. Their bodies are adorned in jewelry, including waist chains.This Area provides you with the ultimate Sultan/Harem experience - from watching the girls bathing topless in the pool by day, to choosing your favorites each night for your sexual pleasure. Here the Sultan is absolute Master. The girls are only here to please the Sultan and must do, whatever it takes. All have been schooled in the art of the Kama Sutra. This is a three day experience.The Harem girls are all of middle-eastern descent. They are darker skinned and tend to have long, wavy, black hair. As an added treat, you get the honor of deflowering a natural virgin, on your last night here.When the tram stops, please enter the palace, where you will become, Master of the house. Welcome to - The Sultan's Harem.I walked through the front door and entered the atrium. It was a large indoor courtyard, with an ornate pool in the center. The ceiling opened up to the sky. Throughout the atrium and in the pool, were about forty girls, aged ten to sixteen. All had darker skin and long black hair. The girls had on a wide variety of colorful clothing - either Aladdin pants with bra tops, or long dresses with veils. All of the clothing was shear and semitransparent. Their bodies were covered with gold, gem and pearl encrusted, jewelry - necklaces, bracelets, head pieces, and waist chains. The girls in the pool were topless. Sultan law did not allow females to be bottomless in public. Around the pool, the girls were brushing each other's hair, and applying oils to their bodies. Their main goal was to make themselves beautiful, so the Sultan would pick them. I took notice of a tall sixteen year old, standing at the near side of the pool. She had bronze skin, and full, 36 D-cup breasts. I motioned for her to follow me into my chambers. As she emerged from the pool, I saw that she was wearing, shear, white, silk pants and her body was adorned with pearl jewelry. I lay on the bed, and she followed, but not before removing her wet pants. That left her with nothing but a white, silk thong, below a pearl waist chain."Hello, my name is Sultan John," I said, "I'm going to be your Master, today.""My name is Budur," she said, "what can I do for my Master?""I'd like to try some new sexual positions." I said. "I understand you girls are all experts on the Kama Sutra.""Ok," she said, "since you seemed to be admiring my breasts, I have just the position for you. But first remove your robe, while I remove this."Budur reached down and pulled off her thong. Her pussy was shaved and smooth and her inner lips, pushed out of her plush outer ones. Her clitoris was pierced, with a gold, pearl stud. My Sultan's rod became hard."This position is called the Toad." she said, demonstrating. "Sit here, on the edge of the bed with your feet on the ground. I'll sit down, with my back towards you, bending my knees, with my feet on the bed. Push yourself inside me, I can rock up and down, like this, and you can use your hands, to do anything." Now that my hands were free, I did what I had wanted to do since first seeing her. I reached around front, and cupped those magnificent breasts, in my hands. I fondled every inch of them and gently rolled the nipples between my fingers. I could feel her starting to get turned on.It was nice, just sitting there, having her do all the work. The walls of her pussy, felt moist and tight, around the head and shaft of my penis. In this position, I was penetrating her deeply.Moving my hands off of her breasts, I concentrated on the pearl stud piercing her clitoris. With my fingers, I tapped on it, ever so lightly. The stud must have made her more sensitive down there, for each time I tapped it, she rocked faster. Finally, after more tapping, her pussy walls pulsed around my penis and I shot my hot cum, deep up into her."How did you like that position?" she asked."It was real different, and nice." I said. "I liked the way I could fondle you.""Me too," she said, "and we have many other positions to show you while you're here."As she pulled off of me, my semen dripped onto the floor.She picked up her clothes, and opened the door to leave, and two topless, twelve year olds, who said their names were Nadia and Saja, ran in carrying bowls of figs and fruit. Seeing the stain on the floor, they grabbed a towel and wiped it up. Then they jumped onto the bed, with a still naked me, lay down, and spread the fruit over their bare chests.I leaned over and stared eating it up. At times I couldn't tell the difference between the fruit, and their delicate A-cup mounds, as I gobbled and licked all around.Lying on my back I placed some of the fruit on my crotch, and motioned for the girls to go for it. Instead of going for the fruit, they went for my flaccid penis. They took turns, sucking it in and out until it got hard and erupted , coating the fruit with a layer of my semen. Evidently, that is what they wanted, for they greedily went for the fruit, swallowing every cum covered piece they could while licking me clean. They left and I fell asleep for an afternoon nap.I awoke to a beautiful fourteen year old standing in front of me. She had on a red shear outfit, with silver jewelry. "Hi, my name is Junah." she said. "I understand you want to do more Kama Sutra positions. I'm an expert in all of them. What gives you the most pleasure?""I really like deep penetration." I answered."OK, I know just the thing." she said. "But first help me out of these clothes."I reached over and unsnapped her silk bra, exposing her perfect B-cup breasts. I then pulled off her shear pants and saw that she too had only a thong, a red silk one, covering her most private area. This must have been the Harem version of panties. Pulling it off, I saw that she was also clean shaven. (I learned later, that was another law of the Sultan.) I expanded to my full seven inches."OK, this position is called The Snail." she said. When I lay on my back, kneel in front of me. I'm going to bend my knees and put my feet over your shoulders. When I do this, push into me."I did as was instructed. "This is a lot like the plain missionary position." I said."Oh but there are many differences." she said. "First of all, you are kneeling. There is no strain on your arms. Look at the angle of my pelvis. This is allowing you a straight path into the deepest recesses of my vagina. And my legs are closer together. Certainly you feel more friction against your penis?" She was right about all those things. I was deep and her pussy was tight. In the kneeling position, I didn't get tired, and I felt I could last forever. After about fifteen minutes of deep pumping, I felt her cum around my penis. I stopped and let her rock through the orgasm. I didn't cum and continued pumping. She had two more orgasms, and finally on her fourth, I ejaculated deep inside her pussy. A one hour fuck. I just love the Kama Sutra!"How was that, Master?" Junah asked."Deep, tight, relaxing, just as you said." I answered.As she got up to leave, I didn't see any semen leaking out. I must have been so deep, it would stay in all night.After a while, the door opened, and in popped the two twelve year olds, in light blue, silk pants and bra tops. "Put on your robe," they said, "we're going to a banquet."I left with them leading me along.Off the back of the Atrium, was the banquet hall. It was large room, covered in Persian Rugs, with a low table across the front, for the Sultan and selected girls, and other tables on the main floor.I was led to the head table, and sat on the floor in the center. There were a variety of girls, in different colored, shear, outfits, on both sides of me. Apparently, the two twelve year olds, that had led me in, were my personal servants. As the food was brought in, they fed me every morsel, by hand. After cleaning me up, they told me the show was about to begin.The show started with traditional Belly Dancing, twenty girls, of various ages, rocked their hips and rolled their bellies, to traditional middle-eastern music, played by another group in the corner. As they danced, my twelve year old "servants" brought in a jewel encrusted hookah, loaded with some type of mild opiate. I took a hit and then passed it to the two twelve year olds at my side.The Belly Dancing ended, and they started The Dance of the Seven Veils, which is a sensual strip tease. The girls gyrated to the music, as they removed their clothing, one piece at a time. Once they removed their thongs, the girls were naked except for the ornate body jewelry, they each wore. We kept puffing on the hookah, as I admired the adorned bodies of some of the most beautiful girls of the Harem.Once they were naked, they started to give me an even more interesting show. The music became more sensual, and the girls paired up. Two by two they came forward, and acted out, the different positions of the Kama Sutra, simulating the most popular of the sex acts. This was really starting to get me excited and my penis became erect, under my robe. Seeing this, Nadia and Saja, reached underneath, and both grabbed hold of my penis. Working in unison, they pumped slowly, as I continued to watch the action.Finally, as the show came to a close, my penis erupted, coating their hands with my sticky cream. They wiped up with a nearby napkin, so it didn't stain my robe.Feeling light headed, from smoking the hookah, the two girls led me back to my chamber. They removed my robe, laid me on the bed, and started to leave."Hold on young ladies," I said, "where do you think you're going? Are there any Kama Sutra positions, for the three of us." "Well there's one, called Two Clams and the Eel, we think you'll enjoy." they said. "First we need to get undressed."Kneeling on the bed, facing each other, they lifted the bra tops off of each other. As their small breasts appeared, they reached out and fondled and kissed each other's nipples, as if they had done this many times before. Then off came the pants, and finally the thongs. I had seen, and even tasted their breasts, and finally got to admire their bare twelve year old pussies. They instructed me to lie on my back, as Nadia straddled my pelvis and inserted my penis while Saja sat on my face. Facing each other, they used their hands to rub their breasts and clitorises', while at the same time, kissing. As Nadia slid her pussy over my penis, Saja rubbed her slit over my tongue. The feel and taste were fantastic. Every so often they would switch, giving me new sensations. Finally we all exploded, with one pussy mashing against my mouth, and the other squeezing my cock as I ejaculated inside. We all feel asleep together.Day TwoI awoke to the smell of strong coffee. The girls had brought in a tray of breakfast muffins, and beverages, and proceeded to feed me as I propped myself up on a pillow. We were all still naked, and that sight, caused an instant erection. Nadia, slid down and engulfed my penis in her mouth, and started to suck, deep and slow. Saja put her mouth over mine, and sucked my tongue, halfway down her throat. The sensation, of being sucked on both ends, caused me to shoot into Nadia's mouth. She pulled off of my cock and slid up. Placing her mouth over her partner's, she opened up, and shared my creamy load. They both smiled, as they swallowed, and then cleared the tray and left the chamber.I showered, put on my robe, and went into the Atrium, to see what was happening. Since it was early, there was only a lone fifteen year old, bathing in the pool. She appeared to be totally nude, had nice C-cup breasts and a round butt."Sorry Master," she said, "I didn't think anyone was up yet." as she reached for her thong."Oh that's OK," I said, "I like the view. What is your name?""My name is Sabah." she replied."I remember watching you last night. Are there any positions that can done in the water?" I asked."Oh, there are many," she answered. "One of my favorites is called The Floating Doggie."As I got undressed, she scooted forward, front wards, on a bamboo raft, that was in the pool, dangling her legs in the waist deep water. "Come over behind and come on in." she said.I did just that. Standing in the water, I was at just the right height, to push my hard penis straight into her vaginal opening. Her hot softness, was a welcome contrast, to the cooler pool water. She was so moist, I slid in and out effortlessly, as I pulled the floating raft, back and forth.I had a great view of her perfectly rounded butt and her pussy hole surrounding my cock on each outward stroke. This again was such a relaxing position, that I lasted for almost an hour. When I finally came inside her, she too exploded.As I pulled out, a stream of white semen dripped out of her pussy and into the pool. I hoped it would dissipate before the other girls got here."That felt good, Sabah", I said, "but we better get dressed."I sat around the pool, for the rest of the morning, watching my Harem girls lounge around. I even ate my lunch there. After lunch Nadia and Saja took me by my hands, and lead me down some stone stairs, into a basement room."What is this?" I asked."It's the discipline room," they answered. "each week, the Sultan must punish those who have broken the rules."The first thing I saw, was a fourteen year old, naked, on her back, tied spread eagle to a wooden rack. She had a full black bush of pubic hair. "Why is she here?" I asked."This is Alya, and she refuses to shave her pussy." said Nadia."Well that's easy," I said, "go fetch me a razor.""No, in this room, there are standard ways to deal with every situation." she said. "I'll show you."Nadia took a lighted candle, and dripped the hot wax, onto a portion of Alya's pubic hair. After it had hardened, she grabbed hold of the wax, and pulled it off, taking most of the hair with it. Anya winced, and a little tear flowed out of her eye. "OK, you must do the rest." Nadia said. "It's the law."I reluctantly took the candle, and repeated the process, until all of the hair was gone, trying to block out the crying as I did.As we walked away, I saw the next poor soul. Tied and bent over a pommel horse, I spotted a familiar butt. Looking around to her face, I saw that it was fifteen year old Sabah."Why on earth is she here?" I asked. "She had her vagina uncovered in public, in the pool this morning.""Oh, that's OK, I told her it would be all right. Let her go." I said."Sorry Master." Nadia said. "Rules are Rules. She needs thirty lashes with this whip."One, two, three, I started, purposefully striking lightly."Harder!" Nadia yelled. "Or it won't count."I increased the force of my whipping and I heard Sabah crying. I was also afraid that I had ruined her perfect butt, with thirty red welts and bruises.Sitting in the corner, was a naked, little ten year old, sobbing from what she saw. Her legs were crossed and she was bound in the Lotus Position. She was on a hinged seat, tilted upward at 45 degrees, so that her pussy opening, was pointing straight forward."And what is this poor girl's crime?" I asked."This is Lazin, and she did not know all of the Kama Sutra positions." Saja answered. "We've put her in a position, The Lotus, which she'll soon not forget, and it will be up to you, to help her remember, to learn the rest."She continued, "Take this carved, jade dildo, and pump it in and out of her pussy. Whenever you feel her starting to cum, stop for a while. She needs to know what it feels like to be left unsatisfied. Do this until she passes out from frustration." I sat down in front of Lazin, and followed the instructions. I got her to the point of cumming, seven times, and then my hand started to get tired. I handed off my duty to Nadia. She got her to the point, ten times and then handed off to Saja. As I watched her, working on Lazin, I have to admit, I was getting turned on. I pulled Saja's hand away, lifted my robe, and kneeled in front of Lazin. I replaced the dildo with my penis, and pumped away, stopping each time I felt her getting close. Finally her breathing got so fast, that she hyperventilated and passed out. At the same time, I pulled out and shot my load all over her pussy.True to form, Nadia and Saja licked her clean. Having disciplined all of the girls, we left for dinner in the banquet room.Dinner was another spectacular feast, with turkey legs, lamb, and exotic fruits and vegetables. After dinner, I was expecting another show, when off in the back of the room, I saw six girls, in white, shear, silk garments, waking toward me, with a golden tray held on their shoulders.All I could see on the tray, was a heap of red cherries. "What is this?" I asked Nadia, at my side."Desert." she answered.The girls placed the tray down, on the table, in front of me. As I reached for a handful of cherries, the heap moved, and up stood a girl, who looked to be about eleven years old. She wore a long, transparent, red, silk dress, that covered some gold body jewelry, and a red thong.She spoke, "Hello, Sultan, my name is Atikah. I have a gift for you tonight. It is my virginity. I can only give it once, and I choose to give it to my Master.""I will gladly accept your gift." I said, as I led her to my chamber. As she stood in front on me, I admired her young body through the dress. She had long, black, wavy hair, bronze skin, a round butt, and little A-cup breasts. For an eleven year old, she was starting to develop a woman's body.I pulled off her dress, laid her down, and suckled on her delightful breasts. I pulled off her thong, in order to get a good look at her virgin pussy. Her outer lips were slightly open, exposing a plush set of inner lips. These inner lips felt moist and slick, as I rubbed my fingers across them. Toward the top of these lips, I saw a pink clitoris emerging. I couldn't resist, giving it a lick. When I did, I heard her gasp. With that, my penis also sprang to life.She was a natural virgin, not a Faux one. She did not have the defloration shot so I wanted to minimize the pain of her first time."What position do they recommend, for losing your virginity?" I asked."They recommend one called Reaching For Heaven. First put a pillow under my butt while I lay on my back. Now I'm going to spread my legs and bend my knees. See how my vagina is 'reaching for heaven' in this position. Now kneel between my legs, thrust your penis inside, and bust my cherry. With my knees bent up, they say it will be easier to break through my hymen."I did what she said, placed my penis into her vaginal opening, pushed forward, and busted right through her hymen, easily. I felt her flinch in pain."Are you all right?" I asked."Yes, only hurts a little." she replied.I stayed inside her, for a few minutes, without moving, letting her get used to the feel of my penis. Then I started a slow, yet shallow thrusting. As I did, her pelvis rocked up to meet me. The walls of her pussy, clung tightly around my shaft. Nothing is as tight as a virgin preteen. The more I pumped, the more turned on we both got, and when she finally orgasmed, I too shot my load, deep into her. I stayed inside, for a few more minutes, and when I pulled out, a load of semen and blood followed. Luckily Nadia and Saja anticipated this and left a towel for me to clean up with.We talked for a while, and I learned that Atikah, had never been with a man before, for anything. I was determined to fix that. I leaned down and put one of her breasts, in my mouth. I sucked and was able to just about swallow the whole thing. I then changed and attacked the other one. She seemed to be liking this, so I migrated down to her pussy. I found the little, pink clitoris, that I had barely explored before, and gave it, the full treatment, with my tongue. It wasn't long before her whole body bucked and collapsed. This left me excited and hard again. "Do you know to perform fellatio?" I asked."I've practiced at SexSchool," she said, "but I've never had a real penis in my mouth before.""Well, let's see how good your training was, then." I said, as I directed her mouth to my crotch.Her training must have been good. She first licked every part of my shaft, making it nice and wet. Then she put my cock head, between her lips, and squeezed tightly with her mouth. Finally, she swallowed it, all the way down, sucking vigorously as she did. She didn't even need to slide up and down, she just used her tongue on the underside of my shaft. It felt so good, I came immediately. She, of course swallowed everything."Master, that was good," she said, "but I just lost my virginity. Can we 'fuck' some more?""Absolutely!" I said. "I take a Super Viagra, every day, so I'm good for at least, a half dozen more times. Is there a special position, you would like to try?""Well, all of them," she replied, but I'm curious about one called The Dragon. Let me show you. I'm going to lay on my tummy. Put a pillow under my hips and spread my legs. Now enter me from behind."When I did, she closed her legs, locking me inside. We rocked our hips in unison. This position is designed for slow, sensual sex and I was able to last a long time. The fact that her clitoris, was rubbing on the pillow, caused her to orgasm multiple times. On one of these occasions, I joined her, spilling a load, deep inside. We continued to make love, most of the night, trying many different positions. By morning, this little virgin, was an experienced pro. Day ThreeWhen I awoke, it was Atikah, who was this time feeding me my breakfast. Seeing her preteen, naked body, in the light of day, gave me another hard on. Being that the penis was such a curious thing to her, she took it in her hand, and started to pump it, using the familiar milking technique, most of the girls here favored. She pumped slowly, until she felt my balls contract, and then milked swiftly, causing me to erupt. She cleaned it up with the towel, gave me a long kiss, and left to return to the Harem, as a "woman" now.I showered, put my robe back on, a prepared to kill some time before the tram departed when my chamber door opened.Much to my surprise, in walked Lazin, the ten year old, flat little preteen, who we had abused yesterday with a jade dildo. 'Oh Master," she pleaded, "can you please finish what you started yesterday? I'm so anxious, I can't even function. I swear, I have learned all of the positions, and can do any one you want.""Well I'm not that familiar with the Kama Sutra yet." I said. "Why don't you pick one out, and I'll judge how well you do it." as I pulled off my robe, exposing my hard-on to her."I think I'd like to try one called The Closed Missionary." she said. "It is supposed to give a girl maximum clitoral stimulation, and I need to get off, NOW!"She continued as we started, "Enter my vaginal opening, missionary style. OK, good. Now reverse your legs, I'll close mine, while you spread yours over and around mine. I can't move much but you can pump in and out. See how your penis is rubbing against my clitoris." I had to admit, this was a nice change from the classic missionary, her pussy was super tight around me and I was completely in control. I decided to have a little fun with Lazin, seeing that she was at my mercy, again.I pumped in and out, very fast. When I felt her about to cum, I stopped."Hey, no fair. That's not what I asked for. I want to CUM!" she shouted.I ignored her plea and did it some more, stopping as I left her at the edge of bliss again. I continued this for about half an hour, could see she had tears of frustration in her eyes and didn't want to tease this little girl any more. I pumped in and out, as fast as I could, leaning upward, so that my shaft could rub her clitoris, even more intensely. This time I didn't stop, when I felt her starting to cum, I pumped even faster.Let me tell you right now, I never felt an orgasm that intense, either before or since. Not just her pussy, but her whole body rocked, for five whole minutes. The strong contractions, caused me to shoot not just one, but three loads of semen deep into her pussy. It flowed out, around my shaft and her opening, and soaked the bed. There has a thin layer of perspiration, coating her whole body and she had a hard time catching her breath."How was that, little girl?" I asked. "It was cruel." she said, as she passed out."Hey, don't blame me, you picked the position!" I retorted.I left Lazin, on the bed, put on my robe, and got on the tram.I had quite a few opinions for the evaluation, this time. On the positive side, I praised the fact, that this experience had given me an education on the Art of Loving through The Kama Sutra, something I would use long after this adventure was done.On the negative side, I criticized having to participate in the discipline room. I really didn't like having to punish anyone.I went back to my hut, took a shower, and hung my robe, in the closet, next to my other outfits, wondering what would be next.After dinner, I wandered into the gift shop. I bought a book and DVD called - Kama Sutra, The Art of Loving as demonstrated by the girls of JuraSex Park. I thought it would be a welcome addition to my home reference library.I walked back to my hut, and went to bed.***Chapter 11: Area 11 JuraSex Park Modeling AgencyDay OneMy clothing for the next experience was rather pedestrian, denim jeans and a tee shirt. I boarded the tram and the video began - Your next destination, is the JuraSex Park Modeling Agency.It is a multistory, facility, designed to look like a Metropolitan Modeling Agency. The facility is made up of two room complexes - photo studios, with a variety of sets and outfits for the girls and guest accommodations, which are offices off of each photo studio and contain a king size bed, and full bathroom. The girls stay in a residence suite, on the top floor.You will play the role of fashion photographer, for the teen and preteen market. You will create fashion spread concepts, and then choose the girls to star in them. You will create the set, dress the models, and photograph the girls. This is a three day experience.As an added bonus, you will get to keep the photos you take.When the tram stops, please take the elevator to your individual studio/office complex. Happy Shooting and Welcome to JuraSex Park Modeling Agency.After disembarking the tram, I took the elevator to my studio, as instructed. There, along with photo equipment, set decorations, props, and costumes, was a chart of photo spread options, and a picture wall, showing head and body shots of all the girls available. I took some time to figure out what I was going to do.I settled on starting with something I was familiar with, a swimsuit cover shoot. Looking through the picture wall, I picked out a sixteen year old, named Chagall. She was tall, had wavy black hair, and ample C-cup breasts. I phoned upstairs, and asked that she come down. Meanwhile I dressed the set, with an ocean backdrop, and seashells.I picked out three suits - a red lifeguard one piece, a white bikini, and a topless, European thong bikini.Chagall walked in wearing jeans and a tee shirt."Hi, my name is Chagall." she said. "I'm here for the swimsuit photo shoot."I'm John." I said. "I've set out three suits for you, behind the changing screen. Please start with the red one piece."A few moments later, she emerged wearing the red suit. She looked like a young Baywatch Babe."How do I look?" she asked."Fabulous," I said, "There's just one thing, you have quite a lot of hair sticking out down there. There's a shaving kit in my bathroom. Why don't you go in there and trim yourself."She left, and much to my surprise, returned a few moments later, nude, with the suit tossed over her shoulder. I got my first good look at her naked body. Her body was nice and tan, except for where bikini would have covered it, her breasts were full and round, and she had a full black bush."Should I just trim or shave the whole thing?" she asked."Well judging by the tiny bottom, on swimsuit three, maybe you better shave the whole thing." I said.Not being shy at all, she sat down on a chair, spread her legs, and started shaving her pussy. As she shaved, more and more of her plush pussy lips came into view. When it was completely bare, she dried off and applied some lotion. She then pulled the suit back on and took her place on the set.She posed in a variety of positions - leaning forward, showing off her cleavage; on all fours, with butt up; and on her back, with legs spread slightly. It was in this pose, I noticed how the cloth on the crotch, dug into her slit and outlined her lips. I snapped as many pictures as I could.I then directed her to put on the white bikini. Instead of going behind the screen, she just changed right there. She already proved she wasn't shy. (I should have known by now, none of them were!)She too posed, as I took pictures. The bikini showed off even more of her body. I loved the way her bikini bottoms, hugged her butt.Finally she put on suit three, which consisted of little more than a string waist band and a narrow crotch covering. Being topless, her milky white breasts contrasted nicely against the rest of her tan body.She posed some more, as I snapped away. "Lay on your back, and pretend to be rubbing suntan cream onto your chest." I said."But I don't have any cream." she said."Maybe I can help." I said.I stripped and took my penis in my right hand, and started to pump. Soon, I started shooting loads of semen, all over her breasts. As she rubbed the white cream all over, I focused and shot some more.Wanting to make a more interesting photo, Chagall, reached down, and pulled the crotch of her bottoms, off to one side."Shoot this." she said.After snapping two dozen of her pussy, I shouted down to her, "I rather shoot into it!"I set down my camera, kneeled down, and plunged my erect penis into her. I pumped hard and fast and we came together.When I pulled out, I grabbed my camera, and aimed it at her pussy opening. As the cum oozed out, I snapped away. I really love "cream pies".After reviewing the pictures with her, on the viewfinder, Chagall changed back into her clothes, and left. I went over to the chart, to plan my next shoot.I thought that a catalog sleep wear page might be a good next project. I picked out a light blue, silk, semitransparent nightie with matching bikini panties. A then went to the photo wall, to pick out the perfect model.I was attracted to a brown haired twelve year old named Alexis. She appeared to have a nice figure and her hair was braided in two pigtails. I called and asked her to come down. I prepared the set with a bedroom backdrop, a bed, and some stuffed teddy bears.Alexis arrived in shorts and a tee shirt. Her legs were long and slim and she appeared to have sweet A-cup breasts."My name is Alexis," she said, "and I'm excited you picked me to model.""I'm John," I said, "today I'd like you to model this nightie."Also ignoring the screen, she stripped and put on the nightie. "Where to?" she asked."Hop onto the bed." I answered.She started by sitting down cross legged, holding a teddy bear. I got a nice look at her protruding nipples through the transparent top. I could also see a sparse patch of dark pubic hair, through the almost invisible bikini panty.She went through the variety of standard poses, as I clicked away. "Ok Alexis, how about something a little more sexy? I said.As she was on her back, she lifted the nighty up over her right breast, licked her finger, and rubbed it over the nipple. It expanded a half inch. I snapped away with the camera.She lifted the nightie over her left breast, as she repeated the process. I took even more pictures, making sure to get her cute pig tailed face in the background.She then pulled her panties down, just a few inches, exposing her sparse pussy bush. I kept snapping away.Finally, she pulled the panties all the way off, showing me her twelve year old pussy. That made an even better photo.But I wasn't content, just to look, I had to feel, so I put my index finger, at the entrance to her pussy and pushed in. It was so slippery, it slid right in. I pumped it in and out, and was starting to get her excited. This would make a great photo, I thought, so taking the camera, in one hand, I captured some great shots of my finger, in her pussy.After a while of this, she started to have an orgasm. Luckily I aimed the camera upward, and captured the ecstasy on her face. After she calmed down, I asked her, "Since you're already in your nightie, would you like to spend the night?"She answered, "Yes! I'd love to."I set down the camera, took her by the hand, and retired to the bedroom.After laying her on the bed, I took off my clothes, and got down beside her. We embraced in a passionate kiss. My leg pressed against her wet, panty less pussy, while my chest crushed up against those tiny breasts through the silk nightie. My penis got instantly erect.Alexis then took the lead, rolled me over, and straddled my hips. With her hand, she guided my seven inch penis, into her hot vaginal opening and pushed down.I felt her pussy, wrap around my penis, first engulfing the head, and then the shaft. She reached up, pulled off her nightie and started rocking up and down. The sight of her small breasts, bouncing up and down, along with her pigtail framed face, made her look even younger than she was. I shot deep into her as her body exploded over me.She climbed off and we both fell asleep.Day TwoI woke up, and as was the case with many of my overnight guests, Alexis was sucking my penis. (That must have been what the JuraSex Park girls were trained to do.)It didn't take long until I ejaculated into her mouth and she swallowed. She said good bye, gathered her clothes, and left.After breakfast and a shower, I went back to the studio, to figure out my next shoot.Since there were quite a few ten year olds, to choose from, I tried to determine what would be a good project to use them in. I found the perfect thing, a photo for a Gymnastics Poster.I decided to use two girls for this and called upstairs for Kelli and Mandy. Meanwhile I set up gym backdrop, with miscellaneous equipment and floor mats.Finally the two girls arrived. They were lanky little ten year olds, with medium length blond hair. We did the standard introductions, and I asked each of them to put their hair in a ponytail.After they did, I asked them to change into their outfits, black, one piece leotards with black leg warmers. (Now I know I already had Tasha in a leotard, at Ballet School, but to me, it is one of the sexist outfits, for a young girls' body type.)As they changed, I caught a glimpse of their preteen bodies. Their breasts were just starting to develop, not quite A-cup, but close. Their pussies were bare, with a slight bit of plushness to their lips. They were not twins, but from the neck down, I frankly couldn't tell one from the other.The leotards enhanced their bodies even more. Their tiny nipples poked out through the fabric over their small mounds. The high cut hip area, made their legs look longer and showed off their round butts. And, of course, the fabric on the crotches, outlined their little pussy lips, as it dug into their slits. And seeing the milky flesh, on their inner thighs, between their crotches and the top of their leg warmers, was truly my downfall.I asked if either of them had ever done any gymnastics, and luckily, both of them had. Both of them began a series of gymnastic poses, on the mat, while I snapped away."That's good," I said, "now let me see some splits."Kelli and Mandy got on the mat and began doing the splits as I continued to shoot."Spread your legs towards me." I instructed.The girls, pivoted my way, leaned back sitting on their butts, and each did a 180 degree split. I was able to get some good close-ups of two preteen "camel toes"."Sexier!" I continued.With that, each girl reached down, and pulled the fabric on their crotch, off to one side, showing off their ten year old pussies. As I said before, they were totally bare of any pubic hair and were slightly plush. In this split position, their outer lips spread open, revealing a similar sized set of smooth inner lips. Toward the bottom of these lips, were their vaginal openings, which were also spread wide, revealing a layer of moisture in each. I focused my lens on these, and shot away for my private collection."OK girls, time to get naked." I ordered. They each pulled off the other one's leotard, but left the leg warmers on and proceeded make more gymnast moves around the mat. They bent over backwards, did somersaults ending in splits, performed spread hand stands, and kicked their legs up high.The sight of two ten year olds, in nothing but leg warmers, was a dream "cum" true. I stripped off my clothes, put the camera on a tripod, and set it to wide angle and auto shoot. I pressed the button and joined Kelli and Mandy on the mat.Seeing this, they threw me on my back, and did center splits over my face, planting their pussy holes, right on my mouth. I lapped in their preteen juice, hungrily, while starring at the milky thighs above their leg warmers. They placed my hands, on their developing breasts and encouraged me to fondle. They even took turns, stroking and sucking my seven inch erection.At one point, Kelli straddled me, pushed my cock into her pussy, and started rocking. Her pussy walls were smooth and moist but I wanted to be deeper and in control.I rolled her onto her back, with me still inside, and pumped deep and fast. As I felt her begin her orgasm, I plunged as deep as I could and let lose my load. I felt myself flowing deep inside her.As I pulled out, she slid off to the left, while Mandy slide under me from the right. "I'll have what she had." Mandy said.Always liking to play, I slid my cock into her pussy, and started my tease technique - the one where every time the girl gets close to cumming, I stop on an upstroke. After three times of doing this teasing, she wanted no more."Fuck me, damn it!" she yelled. As she wrapped her legs around my waist so I couldn't pull out. Her body convulsed in a mind blowing orgasm, as I shot a load deep inside her also.When I pulled out, I noticed Kelli sitting cross legged, off to the side. As my cum was dripping slowly out of her pussy, she would scoop it up, onto a finger, place it in her mouth, and lick it off. As my cum finally started to drip out of Mandy, she did the same thing. I went over to the camera, to make sure I had captured the action. Happy with what I had, I sent the girls on their way, and retired to my room for a shower and lunch.I returned to the studio, in the early afternoon, to choose my next photo scenario. I decided on a wedding photo spread for Bride Magazine. I wanted to make it unique. I picked out four fifteen year olds and asked them to come down. The set was the bride's dressing room, before the wedding, with a bed on the side. I titled the spread, "One Last Fling".The girls arrived. They were all about five foot, seven inches tall, had full breasts, and nice slim waists and round hips. Their hair was all shoulder length. They introduced themselves. June was a beautiful blond, and Jill, Gail, and Erin were brunettes. I handed them their outfits. June was to be the bride, in a white satin, beaded, wedding dress with white, satin lingerie. The other girls would be bride's maids, wearing low cut, pink satin, mini dresses, with pink satin lingerie. They got dressed and I posed them for the shoot.The first series of shots, involved preparing the bride for the wedding. The girls posed around the bride, at a dressing table, brushing her hair and fussing with her dress."Girls," I said, "I now want you to seduce the bride, giving her 'One Last Fling'."The bride's maids pulled June to the middle of the room, and kneeling in a circle, proceeded to undress her. They started with the dress, unzipping it, pulling it over June's head, and then hanging it off to the side. Jill stood there, in her bridal lingerie - a white satin, 3/4 cup bra, that exposed the upper quarter of her C-cup breasts, a white satin garter, attached to a pair of white silk stockings, and a white satin thong panty. Jill reached up, and unhooked June's bra in front. As it fell off, she reached over and caressed her breasts while kissing the nipples, gently. Gail was in front of her, placing hot kisses over her mouth, while Erin was in back, kissing her neck and earlobes. All were rubbing their fingers over the crotch of her thong. My camera was going crazy.After a while of this, June's knees started to weaken, and she fell backwards, onto to bed. Jill reached down and pulled off the satin thong, leaving June naked, except for the garter belt and stockings. All eyes widened, as we caught our first glimpse of her plush pussy covered by a full blond, thick patch of pubic hair. As Jill started to lick it, the other girls stripped each other, and Jill, down to their garters and stockings also.All four girls were now on the bed, taking turns, eating June's pussy and licking her clitoris. June had multiple orgasms, before passing out. This left the other girls frustrated, so they started going down on each other. They all had full brown bushes, plush pussy lips, and excited little clits. After a while of eating and licking each other, they too all exploded, and passed out.I kept shooting the action, until the very end. I then approached the sleeping girls, and got some good close-ups, of their dripping pussy holes.As they came to, one by one, they grabbed their street clothes, and started to leave. June was last, and I stopped her before she could go."June," I asked, "I wonder if you can do me a favor? I don't know if I'll ever get married. Will you be my 'Honeymoon Bride' for the night?""Oh yes," she answered, "I'd just love to put my role playing skills to use."We went to my room, and she took a shower to freshen up and then put her wedding clothes back on. I found a tux, on the costume rack, and got into character.I ordered a romantic, candle lit, in-room dinner, of steak and champagne. We ate, talked, and even clanked our glasses, so that we could kiss throughout dinner.After eating, we slow danced, to pretend music, our kisses, becoming more passionate each time. Our pelvises' ground together, as our tongues' rammed down each other's throats. I pulled off her dress as she stripped me out of my tux. Laying her down, I unhooked the satin bra, and feasted on the nipples, of her lily white breasts.I then went down between her legs. The white satin thong was so sexy, I didn't want to remove it, but I had no choice if I wanted to proceed. Off it went, and I came face to face with her blond covered pussy. Due to her excitement, her inner lips, were pushing out from her outer lips, leaving me a smooth, silky inner surface, to run my tongue along. At the top, her clitoris stuck out to greet me. I rolled my tongue back and forth over it until I felt her almost starting to cum.I then centered myself over her and placed my penis onto her vaginal opening."Please be gentle with me, I'm a virgin." she said, continuing to play her role.""Oh this will only hurt for a minute." I said, as I thrust in hard, pretending to break through her hymen."Oh God!" she screamed, as she somehow managed to bring tears to her eyes.I stopped, to let her get used to the feeling of me inside, and then started a slow, deep, pumping."Oh, it feels soooo good now, please go faster." she pleaded.I obliged, and soon had her convulsing, in a full body orgasm. I slowed down, but did not cum. Sensing this, June began thrusting her pelvis, up into mine, in an effort to prompt my release. That did the trick and I came buckets inside her.As I pulled out, I noticed a few drops of blood, along with my semen."Could June have been an elusive virgin, that fell through the cracks?" I wondered, as I fell asleep.Day ThreeWhen I awoke, the only thing left of June, was the wrinkled bridal gown on the floor. I guess I would never get the answer to my question.I showered, ate, and went to the studio, to plan my next shoot.Knowing that this was my last photo shoot, I wanted to make it special. From the idea chart, I found a concept that sounded interesting - "Photograph a Lolita fantasy, for an underground magazine." I went to the picture board to pick out a model. I chose a fourteen year old, with light red hair, who looked a lot like the girl who played Lolita in the second movie. I called up and asked her to come down. I prepared the set, a late 1950's teen bedroom.When she arrived, I was not disappointed. She looked just like Lolita, in fact, that was what she said her name was. She was even dressed for the part. She had on a white, floral sun dress, cut at her knees. The dress covered some ample, B-cup breasts, that bounced, ever so slightly, as she walked. Her hair was pulled into two braided pigtails, and her lips were painted bright red. She smiled, revealing a silver dental retainer."Hi Lolita, my name is John," I said, "I'm glad to see, you are already dressed for the photo shoot.""Oh, these are my everyday clothes." she said. "Just what is the photo shoot?""It is a Lolita fantasy, Lolita." I said. "It is about a man who is attracted to a fourteen year old girl. At first the girl just teases him, and then she ends up seducing the man. Do you think, you can act this out, while I photograph it?""Yes, that seems like fun." she said. "And I've been told, I am a very good tease."With that, she entered the set and got onto the bed. She assumed the classic Lolita pose, on her stomach, legs bent forward at the knees, reading a magazine. The tease was in her face, her eyes said "fuck me". Her mouth was open and moist.She rolled onto her back and the dress rode up above her thighs. She spread her legs, and looked at the camera, upside down, with a wicked smile, showing off her retainer.She got off the bed, turned her back to me, and reached for a book on an upper shelf. When she did, her dress rode up, revealing her round butt, covered by white, little girl, cotton panties. I continued to click away.Still facing away, she reached up, unbuttoned the front of her dress and lowered the top. She then reached around, unhooked her bra, and dropped it to the floor. Her smooth, bare, back was a real turn on. Pulling the dress back over her shoulders she went and sat down at her dressing table and started touching up her make-up.As she did this, her dress rode up high on her thighs, showing off her sexy legs. I could also see her cleavage, in the front, where she failed to button back up. I didn't know where to focus the camera. As she was sitting there, she reached under her dress with the free hand, and appeared to be rubbing herself. For a while, she seemed to be lost in the moment, staring dreamily into the mirror. She then slid her panties, down to her ankles, and kicked them off. As she was putting her hand underneath again, I interrupted her."I think you mastered the tease," I said, "Now it's time for the seduction."I put the camera on the tripod, and again set it to auto shoot. As I walked onto the set, Lolita ran over to me, jumped up, and wrapped her legs around my hips. She pulled me tight, pressing her braless breasts into my chest and planted her hot, wet open mouth, over mine. Our tongues went down each other's throats. Still locked around me, I walked her over to the bed, feeling the heat of her crotch against mine the whole time.I fell into bed on my back, with her on top of me. She raised herself up, reached down, unbuckled my belt, and pulled my pants and underwear off, while I removed my tee shirt.With her dress covering my crotch, I could not yet get a look at her pussy. I could only imagine how full her bush was, from the feeling of soft fur rubbing against me. She centered herself over my cock, and wiggled around, trying stick it into her. When I reached down, to try and guide her, she slapped my hand away."No, I'm supposed to be seducing you." she said.After a while more of her wiggling, the tip of my penis, felt something hot and wet. She pushed down, as my erection sunk into her vaginal opening. She smiled, baring her silver retainer, in a sense of accomplishment.She started to pump up and down, at a steady speed. I just lay there, and enjoyed the feeling of being taken by a fourteen year old. I reached up, and pulled down the front of her dress, freeing up those B-cup breasts. It was a delight to watch both her breasts and pigtails bounce in time to her pumping. Finally I felt her pussy walls, squeezing my cock head and I emptied my semen, up into her throbbing pussy. She then leaned down, and gave me another deep kiss, pressing her breasts, now bare, against my chest. As she pulled up, my load dripped out, from under her dress, and landed on my crotch and thighs. She bent down, and proceeded to lick me clean. When she saw that my penis was still hard, the seductress in her must have taken over, for she gobbled it into her mouth and sucked it half way down her throat. She sucked it in and out, in a hot, sloppy, blow job. Needless to say, I came again, this time in her mouth. She swirled, swallowed and when she smiled, strings of waxy semen, clung to her retainer, like thick cream. Stretching her tongue upward, she licked it clean."I'd sure like to see what's under that dress." I said."You'll have to catch me first." she said, as she raced playfully away from me. I chased her around the bed, and when I finally caught her, I threw her onto the bed. Holding her arms above her head, and prying her legs apart with mine, I managed to lift the bottom of her dress, up to the waist. Just as I suspected, she had a full, light red bush and a very plush set of outer pussy lips. She was still struggling, so I bent down, and started licking the slit between those lips, from front to back. As I did this, she began to stop struggling. My tongue found her clitoris, as my finger pushed into her vaginal opening. Her breathing got shallow and I started to feel her getting excited. I stopped and pulled myself up over her body."What would you like me to do now, little Lolita?" I asked.She leaned around me, and I could feel her hot breath on my neck. She whispered in my ear, seductively, "Fuck me John, fuck me!"I pushed into her opening, and felt my penis being surrounded by her hot pussy. As I pumped, she bent her knees and thrust her hips upward, trying to pull me in deeper. She was so sticky, that her pussy walls, clung to my shaft, with just the right amount of friction. I finally came deep inside her as she orgasmed around my penis. We lay like that, with me still inside her, as my cum seeped out around her opening. When I pulled out, the remainder, dripped onto the bed."Thank you, Humbert." She said, as she pulled her dress up and gathered her underclothes."What do you mean, Humbert?" I asked."Well this was a Lolita fantasy, wasn't it?" she answered, as she left.I went over to the camera, and downloaded all of my pictures, to and encoded thumb drive. I took a quick shower, got dressed, and boarded the tram.My evaluation, was again very positive. In my comments I wrote, that I wished I could have shot video in addition to still pictures.I got another quick response. "Dear John, thank you again for your input. We are happy to announce, that as a special surprise, we were able to video tape, each photo session, with hidden cameras, in High Definition. You will be receiving a password protected, DVD, at the end of your stay here.""Wow, they think of everything." I thought, as I left the tram and went back to my hut.When I opened the door, I got quite a surprise. Inside my room, laying out a room service dinner for two, was Silvia, the forty something, blond, cocktail waitress."Hi John," she said. "I hope you don't mind. I looked up your schedule, and thought you might be hungry.""Oh, I'm happy." I replied. "after the last few days, I need some, some...""Some what?" Silvia asked. "Mature pussy?""Yes, those are the words I was looking for." I answered.We talked, ate, drank some wine, and then matter of factually, undressed and got into bed. As we kissed passionately, she pressed her 38D breasts onto my chest as I rubbed my hand on her hairy, plush, blond pussy.As we lay sideways, facing each other, she lifted her leg up and wrapped it around my hips. This spread open her pussy hole and allowed me to slide right in. Her mature, meaty, pussy wrapped completely around my seven inch, erect cock.She was nice and relaxed, not as frantic as our first time. We rocked slowly in and out of each other. I felt small waves washing throughout her pussy as she had her first orgasm. I was not quite ready to cum yet, and kept on pumping. After another half hour of pumping, I felt her cum again. I held back, loving the feeling of being on the edge.After an hour more of this, she was approaching another orgasm. Then I felt something familiar from her, she started to do her famous "Kegel" squeezes, repeatedly contracting, and relaxing the muscles of her vagina around my penis. I felt I could not stay on the edge much longer and rolled her onto her back. I pumped deep, and fast into her, feeling Silvia squeeze each time I sunk in.Finally it happened, an ejaculation that lasted a full two minutes, as I pumped, what seemed like, a cup of semen into her, fleshy pussy. After pulling out, I watched as my cream pie soaked the mattress.I've got to go work the late shift now." she said. "Thanks for letting me 'cum' by."I rolled over and fell sound asleep.***Chapter 12: Area 12 JuraSex Park High SchoolDay OneI put on my clothes for this experience, khaki slacks, button down, long sleeve shirt, and tie. As I boarded the tram, and it pulled away, the video began - Your next experience will be at the JuraSex Park High School. This area is designed to be a public American High School. There are classrooms with desks and the adjoining offices are your bedrooms. The girls are all High School aged, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, and sixteen. They wear typical teen clothing. You will assume the role of teacher. These girls are at the peak of their sexual desire. They sit at their desks, spread legged, flashing their panty clad pussies. They flaunt their budding breasts. They are eager, to learn all they can about sex. The highlight of High School USA, is prom night. The girls dress up in sexy high school prom dresses, and try temp their teachers into having sex with them. This is a three day experience. Student/teacher relations are encouraged here!When the tram stops, enter the building and receive your teaching and room assignment.Good luck and welcome to JuraSex Park High School. When the tram stopped, I entered the building, and got my assignment. Room 210, Advanced Sex Seminar - wouldn't you know it! (I later learned, all of us guests had the same teaching assignment.)Arriving in the classroom, there were twenty girls, aged thirteen to sixteen. Some had on miniskirts, some wore short shorts, while others had on jeans. Most of the girls in the front row, had on short skirts. As the video warned, they were already flashing me views of their panties. I tried not to be distracted. "Hello, I'm Mr. Hart," I said, "I'll be your teacher, for the next few days."I continued, "Since this is an Advanced Sex Seminar, we are here to discuss topics of your choice. By your ages, I assume you have all had sex and already know a lot. What can I possibly teach you?"A fifteen year old, blond, raised her hand."Hi, my name is Erica," she said, "and we all want to be better at sex. We learned lots of stuff in SexSchool, with charts and models. Now we need some practical tips, from a man. You can start by letting us see and feel your penis. " "Oh, I don't think that would be appropriate, girls, I'm your teacher." I said."Hey, what's the big deal?" she said. "We've been told our whole lives, that sex is natural and good. Why are you being so weird?""You're right girls." I said. "How do you want to start?""We've never felt a flaccid penis, they are always hard." she said. "Can we feel yours?""Well you can try," I said, "but from the looks of all of you, I'm sure I won't stay flaccid for long."I stripped off all of my clothes, and lay on the table in the front of the room.Erica was the first to approach and take hold of my soft, now only four inch penis."Girls," she said, "you should feel this, it's really soft and spongy."It took all of my will power not to get hard. I closed my eyes, so I could not see the sexy nymphets, and thought about boring things, like baseball.I don't know how I did it, but I managed to stay soft, though twenty sets of hands touching me.When I thought I felt the last set of hands, I opened my eyes, and saw a cute thirteen year old, with long black hair, who had me in her grip. I immediately grew in her hand."Wow, that felt amazing." she said. "My name is Sally. Do you mind if I measure it for a science project?""Go right ahead." I answered.Sally took out a tape measure and placed it from the base of the shaft to the tip of the head."Hum, seven and a quarter inches," she said, "very impressive."She then measured around the shaft and finally the bulbous head."Let's see, that was five inches for the diameter of the shaft, and six for around the head. Nice!" she continued, as she wrote it down and walked away."Hey, wait a minute, how does mine compare with other penises you have seen?" I asked."Let's take a survey." she said. "Girls, how many of you have ever had a penis, as big, or bigger than Mr. Hart's?"Only about four girls, or twenty percent raised their hands. That was quite an ego boost.Being naked, and erect, I asked, "What next girls?"Two fourteen year olds approached the table."Hi I'm April." and "I'm Amber." they said. "We've always wondered, when it comes to a hand job, do men prefer us to pump the shaft or slide our hand up and down the shaft?""That would make a good experiment," I said, "April, why don't you apply the pumping technique."April came over, and wrapped her hot, little hand around the shaft of my penis. She started to pump or "milk", making sure she maintained a firm, yet gentle grip, and not letting her hand slide at all. She pumped slowly at first, and speeded up as she felt my excitement grow. Finally she pumped rapidly, and my cum shot out of the tip, landing all over my crotch. The experiment got sidetracked momentarily, over questions about my semen."How does yours taste?" they asked."Whoever wants to, is welcome to a taste." I said.The girls surrounded me, and dipping their fingers' in the puddles, sucked them clean."Your cum tastes like hot, salty, milk." April said."I've heard that before," I said, "How about getting back to the experiment? Amber, it's your turn. Here's some lubrication."Amber, squirted a generous amount of lubrication, into the palm of her hand, and grabbed a hold of my shaft. She started stroking up and down, taking care to glide, and not grip. She started stroking faster and soon I came again. Instead of shooting powerfully out, my semen, just dripped out of the tip, flowing down my penis, coating the shaft and her hand.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a thirteen year old, standing close. Amber put her semen soaked hand, up to the girl's mouth, and dripped it into her. "This is Debbie," Amber explained, "she's the school cum eater. She loves to eat cum, whenever she can."As Amber was explaining, I felt a mouth on my penis. It was just Debbie, licking me clean. As she finished, April asked, "So which technique do you like best?""I answered, "I like them both, but I'd have to give a slight edge to pumping. I love the feeling of having my shaft totally gripped.""Let's get some lunch, and resume back here at 2:00." I said, as I dressed.In the cafeteria, I was able to appreciate the true sexiness of these girls. Fifteen year old Erica, had gorgeous long blond hair. She wore a light blue dress that showed off her long legs and C-cup breasts.Thirteen year old Sally, had on a pair of tight denim jeans, that showed off her butt nicely while her budding A-cup breasts, strained against her tee shirt.Fourteen year olds, April and Amber, wore denim short shorts, highlighting their inner thighs and outlining their pussy lips. Their B-cup breasts, bounced as they walked, not seeming to be constrained at all by their halter tops.Little Debbie, the cum eater, was the child of the group. She had a flat, boy like figure, outlined by her cotton, granny dress.We finished and returned to the classroom. "What now?" I asked. "Isn't it time I got to see you?""Don't be in such a hurry," they said, "It's 'cock' today and 'cunts' tomorrow!""OK." I said, as I stripped and lay back on the table.A sixteen year old red head, with a mini skirt and crop top approached the table." Hi, my name is Megan." she said. "We'd like to ask you about fellatio or blow jobs. We all have our own techniques. We want to know what you think." She continued, "For example, I just use my tongue, never inserting the penis into my mouth. Most men say it is a pleasant change."She began licking, up, down, and all around my penis. Her tongue was long, hot and wet and although nice, I longed for her to plunge her mouth down over me. She licked all over, for a while, and then began to concentrate on just one area. Her tongue connected with the underside of my shaft. She licked forcefully from the base of my shaft, to the underside of my glans. Now that was starting to stimulate me. As I got more excited, she started to lick faster and I dumped a load onto to outstretched tongue. Seeing this, Debbie ran forward, and sucked Megan's tongue into her mouth, slurping down the semen."How was that?" Megan asked."At first, I wasn't too thrilled, but when you focused on my underside, you blew me away, literally." "Here's Erica again," Megan said, "she has quite a good variation on the deep throat technique."Putting her head between my legs, Erica plunged my penis, all the way down her throat, so far, that her tongue started licking my balls. Instead of pumping up and down, like most girls do, she expanded and contracted her throat muscles, causing a milking sensation around my penis. It was like "Kegel" squeezes of the throat. Soon I was cumming, down her throat. As she pulled up, Debbie ran over."Sorry girl," Erica said, "this load's already in my tummy.""So how did you like that, John?" Erica asked."It was amazing," I said, "you girls really know what a man wants.""My turn," I heard Debbie say, "I have a real special technique too.""No you don't Debbie," Erica said, "you just want some more of his cum.""That's OK, give the little girl a chance." I said, directing her mouth over my penis.She pretty much had the standard technique down pat. Bobbing up and down while licking the shaft with her tongue. The fact that she was only thirteen, somehow made it more exciting, and when I came, I shot buckets of cum into her mouth. She tried to swallow as it dripped out of the corners of her mouth. After swallowing it all, she popped me out, and scooped the excess from cheeks into her mouth, with her fingers."Bravo, little Debbie," I said, I think we are done for the day. See you all tomorrow."As they were leaving, Megan came over to me, leaned in, and spoke into my ear."Can I come by later tonight?" she asked. "I have a personal request, for someone with your sized penis." and she reached down giving it a squeeze."Of course you can. In fact come join me in an hour, for diner. I'll see if I can handle your request."I went to my office/room, took a shower, and ordered dinner.Sixteen year old Megan arrived, wearing a black miniskirt and a white halter top. Her D-cup breasts, stretched her halter to the limit. The stretchy fabric did little to hide her protruding nipples. Her legs were long and lean.We talked, ate, drank some wine, and had a good time. She was one of the most mature of the high school girls. "What I wanted to asked you about," she said, "is the G-Spot. I hear from my friends, that when a man stimulates it, it causes a mind blowing orgasm. They say it takes a well-endowed man, who knows what he's doing, to find it.""Well thanks for the compliment." I said. "What I do know, is that it takes a special position, to hit it just right. Let me try to remember my Kama Sutra. Meanwhile, let's get in the mood."I took her in my arms, lay her on the bed, and began with some deep, hot kissing. Our tongues intertwined, as our pelvises' ground against each other. I slipped down her halter top, as she pulled off my shirt. Her breasts crushed against me. I leaned down further, and scooped those luscious mounds into my mouth, one at a time, sucking her nipples, to their full erection. I reached down and pulled her miniskirt completely off, leaving her only in her white cotton bikini panties. I rubbed her crack through it, up and down, as I enjoyed the sight of her red pubic hairs, spilling out of each side. A wet spot started to appear along the slit. I then pulled the panties completely off, and pushed my index finger into her wet pussy opening while rubbing my thumb across her clitoris. That was enough, to send her into a powerful orgasm."OK," I said, "That was a clitoral orgasm. Remember how it felt. I'm going to try to give you a vaginal or G-Spot orgasm now. You can tell me what you liked better."I explained, "Believe it or not, the best position, for hitting the G-Spot, is doggy style. Since the G-Spot, is on the front wall of the vagina, the penis can hit it just right, in the doggy position. The trick is not to arch your back, keep it straight, like a coffee table, so the vagina is tipped in such a way, that the penis enters at the optimal angle for reaching your G-Spot. Let's try. Get on all fours." I took off the rest of my clothes, as Megan assumed the position on the bed. I kneeled in back, and slipped easily into her vaginal opening. I began pumping in and out. "Now adjust your hips, so I am hitting the front wall of your vagina." I said. "It should feel dramatically different."Megan shifted up and down, and finally settled on a position. "Oh my God," she said, "I think you're hitting it. That feels amazing!"She rocked as I pumped, and after a while, I felt a very deep, rolling orgasm, that continued for at least five minutes. I also felt some warm fluid wash over my penis. During that time, I came two times inside her.She fell forward, onto her stomach, and as I popped out, so did two loads of semen and her ejaculation. She rolled towards me, took me in her arms, and we melted into each other. "I guess I knew, which she liked best." I thought, as we fell asleep.A few hours later, I felt a hand on my penis. It was Megan. "Oh good, you're awake." she said. "Is there any way you can give me another one of those orgasms?""Of course I'm awake, you woke me." I laughed. "You know I remember another position, that's just as good at hitting the G-Spot. It's a missionary position called 'Heels Over Head'. In the missionary position, once I enter you, lift your legs up and back until they are pressed against your chest or over your shoulders. My penis should hit the front of your vaginal wall, at just the right angle for maximum G-Spot stimulation. Let's try it."As she lay on her back, I slipped into her and she raised her legs, over her shoulders. She wiggled around until she felt the familiar feeling of me rubbing against her G-Spot. "That's it." she said. "Fuck me!"I pumped in and out for a while and then felt a very, very powerful orgasm, that again kept going and going. This caused me to explode, deep inside her as I felt the moisture, in her pussy, squirt over me.Lifting off of her, our fluids soaked the mattress, and we fell asleep, this time until morning.Day TwoWhen I opened my eyes, I saw Megan across the room, drinking some coffee she had ordered for us. She was stark naked. She handed me a cup."Here drink this quick," she said, "I've got a surprise for you this morning."After we finished, she handed me a robe from the closet, and after putting on one herself, led me to the basement of the school.We went into a little office, sat on the floor, and slid back a wooden panel, revealing some large peep holes."What is this?" I asked."EVERY MAN'S FANTASY!" she answered. "The High School Girls' Locker Room."She was right. In high school, I spent many hours, fantasizing about getting to be in there, spying on my favorite classmates. Experts will tell you, that most grown men's, attractions to teens, stem from unfulfilled high school fantasies. Right there, in the flesh, was not only my class, but several other classes of girls, undressed and showering. Their bodies, proudly on display. (I found out later that they were aware they were being observed.)It was quite a sight - breasts of all sizes, pussies with a variety of pubic hair, and butts of all shapes. From fifteen year old Erica, with her C-cup breasts, and blond pussy hair, to thirteen year old Debbie, with her flat chest and bare twat, they were a feast to my eyes.As we watched, my penis became erect, and poked out of my robe. Noticing this, Megan wrapped her hand around it, and started pumping."You know, sitting here like this, made me remember something." I said. "There is another position, that is good for G-Spot stimulation. It's the sitting position, where the girl, facing away from the guy, sits over his penis, and rocks in and out. If she leans over just right, the penis will penetrate at an angle, that hits the G-Spot at the front of her vaginal wall.""That sounds good," she said, "Plus we can continue to watch the action in the locker room."We took off our robes, she climbed up over me, and lowered her vaginal opening onto my penis. It was hot, wet and sticky. I pumped in and out while she adjusted herself, leaning forward and back. She finally settled in on a position."Ahh, I think that's it." she said.Hearing this, I pumped faster as she rocked harder. Pretty soon, it started again, a long, rippling orgasm, that went on and on, as I emptied another load into her pussy, and a river of her juices, leaked onto my crotch. And all this happened, while watching a bevy of naked teens feed my deepest fantasies."Wow, I can't believe what I've been missing. Thanks John," she said, "you've really changed my life."We went back to the room, showered, dressed and went to the classroom.The girls eagerly awaited us, as we entered the classroom. "OK, girls, it's get even time." I said. "Yesterday, you saw mine, today, I get to see yours.""But you already saw ours, in the locker room, Mr. Hart." Erica laughed."OK, OK," I said, "What do you want to know next."A fourteen year, short haired blond, raised her hand. "Mr. Hart," she said. "My name is Nancy, Do you think you could give us review of the female anatomy""Well you probably know more than me," I said, "but I'll give it a try. Nancy, would you like to volunteer, please?" Nancy lay on the table, lifted her skirt, and pulled off her panties. She placed her heels on the table, bent her knees, and spread her legs. She had the perfect pussy for this demonstration, for she had a only sparse covering of light blond pubic hair, making her female anatomy more visible. In order for everyone, to get a better look, I setup a camera, focused between her legs, projected on a large screen, in front of us.I used my fingers to point out the parts.I started talking, "Up top is the Clitoral Hood, it hides the Clitoris, which I will come back to. These outer lips, are your Labia Majora, when I spread them, like this, your inner lips, or Labia Minora are revealed. Notice how moist and smooth they are. That helps, guide the penis, into the Vaginal Opening or pussy hole, below. Here I'll show you."Grabbing a clear, rubber, eight inch, penis shaped dildo, from the drawer, I guided it through her Labia Minora, into her Vaginal Opening. The close-up image, showed how the Vaginal Opening, expanded to accept the dildo and then closed tightly around it once in. I started sliding it in and out, about five inches each way. Showing how the moisture increased, the more I pumped. Nancy was starting to get turned on. I continued, "Now girls, focus your attention back up here to the Clitoral Hood. Notice how as she is getting more turned on, this little bud is emerging. You know by now, this is your Clitoris and it is the most sensitive part of your Vagina, or Pussy as most of us say." "There are many ways to stimulate your Clitoris," I said, demonstrating, "a hand, a mouth, or some toy, such as this little vibrator, called the Bullet."I placed the vibrator, on Nancy's clitoris, and turned it on. Projected thirty times larger, on the big screen, it exaggerated the contact between the vibrator and the flesh, showing her clitoris, quivering in time with the vibrations. As I looked up at the class, I saw that most of the girls had their hands under their skirts or inside their pants, and were rubbing away."Girls, girls," I said, "let's do this right. I have a Bullet for each of you."I passed one to each girl, and they began rubbing them over their pants and panty clad crotches."And don't be shy either." I said. "remember, this is Jurasex Park High School."One by one, they started to pull off their pants and panties, until the whole class was bottomless, with Bullet vibrators, pressed against their clits'."If I could have your attention, for one minute," I said, "please watch the screen and note what happens to Nancy's pussy, when she has an orgasm."I pressed the Bullet, more firmly onto her clitoris, and I pulled the dildo out. I focused the camera, closer to her vaginal opening, as her orgasm started. The big screen, captured the images, of the muscles deep inside her, opening and closing, expanding and contracting. The contractions finally stopped. I looked out over the class. There was heavy breathing, loud moans, and the aroma of female arousal, permeated the air. Some of the girls had already cum, some were on their second and third, others were still trying to get there. I gave them a while, and when I felt they were all through, I spoke."I'm glad you liked this demo," I said, "by the way, you can keep these Bullets."The class cheered."Now I know Prom is tonight," I continued, "I'm going to give you the rest of the day to get ready. Class dismissed."There was another cheer, as the girls picked up their clothes and left."Nancy, can you stay put?" I asked. "I need you to help me with something.""I know," she said, "you're the only one who hasn't cum today. I bet you were hoping I could fix that?""Smart girl." I said."Well climb up here, I'm dying to feel a real cock, instead of a dildo, inside me." she said.I climbed on the table, and centered my penis, over her vaginal opening. She was so wet from before, that I slid right in. The camera was still in place, so I could see all of the action on the big screen. I had just created the first, interactive, porno movie. Her pussy walls gripped my shaft tightly but I wanted even more intensity. I picked up the Bullet, and held it against her clitoris. Her pussy immediately began to convulse around my penis, while I pumped. She orgasmed three times, and I finally came deep in her pussy. As I pulled out, I looked up at the screen, in time to see my cream pie, oozing out of her pussy.Nancy climbed off the table, put on her panties and started to leave. I held out my hand, to give her something."What's this? she asked."Your very own Bullet." I answered.I spent the rest of the afternoon, relaxing, waiting for the evening to arrive.At about eight o'clock, I got dressed up and went down to the gym. The theme of this year's prom was - Parisian Nights. The gym was decorated with a model Eiffel Tower in the center, and models of Paris cafes, hotels, and houses around the outside. A DJ was spinning slow dance music, in the front. There were girls, from all of classes, dressed in their finest prom attire, along with a dozen guest teachers.Fifteen year old blond Erica, was the first to approach me. She was wearing a long, dark blue, satin dress."Dance with me," she said.She put both arms around my neck, and pulled me close. Her soft breasts, pressed into my chest. I felt her hot breath on my neck, as we pressed our bodies close. In the middle of our dance, she took my hand, and placed it under her dress. Instead of silky panties, a felt a moist, hairy, bush.I rubbed up and down, over her slit, stopping at her pussy hole. I pushed my middle finger, straight in and pumped it in and out. She melted into me.As we danced, she guided me over to the model set of a cafe. We went inside and I sat her on a table. I, in turn, sat on a chair, in front of her, and lifted her dress. I got my first good look at her teenage pussy. She had a full covering of blond pubic hair, but it was so light colored, that it was easy to make out the plush lips below. With my mouth, I followed these lips to the top, and found her clitoris. It was already the size of a marble, due to her arousal, and my lips latched onto it. As I licked, she reached up, and dropped the front of her dress, exposing her braless, 36C breasts. I reached up and massaged them, concentrating on the nipples, as I continued swiping my tongue across her clitoris.After a while of this, I felt her body tense up and then explode in an orgasm. Some of her juices, washed across my mouth. As I leaned up, she put her mouth over mine, and licked around the outside, lapping up own her juices. She put her hand, on my pants leg, gave my cock a squeeze, and started to leave."Hey, what about me?" I said."Oh, there are nineteen other girls in class," Erica said, "I don't want to be selfish."The first person I saw, when I went back to the dance floor, was thirteen year old Debbie in a short, white prom dress. Being so horny, I just pulled her into the cafe. Remembering how she liked cum, I unzipped my pants, and took out my penis. She kneeled in front of me, and took my penis into her mouth. As she sucked, she reached down and started rubbing her pussy through her cotton panties. After a while, I grabbed her hand, and placed it under my noise. The smell of her little girl scent, plus her sucking and licking, caused me to shoot, a load of cum, into her mouth. She swirled it around, trying to taste as much as she could, and then swallowed."Thanks, Mr. Hart," Debbie said, "look me up any time tonight, that you want to give me more." I was back on the dance floor, for less than a minute, when April, Amber, Nancy, and two other fourteen year olds, ganged up on me. They all had on satin dresses, with halter tops. Their B-cup breasts, bounced in time to the fast dances they were doing.They dragged me into one of the model house sets, on the side of the gym, threw me down onto the bed, and stripped my clothes off."We are all members of the Sophomore Class, and we always do everything together." April announced. "Tonight, we are going to fuck you, together!"They all pulled off their dresses and bikini panties and jumped up on the bed, naked. They rubbed their bodies all over me - breasts, legs, and pussies. They sucked on my tongue, rubbed my penis, and fondled my balls. Finally I felt something, hot, wet, and smooth, over my penis. I looked up, to see April riding me cowgirl style. I reached up, to fondle her bouncing breasts. She was tight, and her pussy walls clung firmly to my shaft. I was disappointed when I felt her lift off, but that subsided, when I felt another pussy take its place. This was repeated, again and again I came in numerous pussies and felt numerous pussies cum over me.When the fourteen year olds were done with me, the fifteen and sixteen year olds, came in, and took their places. I never felt so many pussies and breasts in one night. I even had to pop a second Super Viagra, to make sure I could satisfy the whole class.When I was finished, I got dressed, and headed to the prom floor. I wanted to make sure I got to hookup, with all of the girls in my class. I noticed the two thirteen year olds from class. Debbie, gave me a blow job earlier, which left Sally, who had measured my cock the day before, as the only girl left.I grabbed Sally, for the last dance."Am I the only one, who doesn't get to have that seven and a quarter inch cock tonight?" she asked."On the contrary.' I said. "You get to have me all night." as I led her back to my room.At thirteen, Sally was a little girl, dressed up as a women. Her long black hair, was pulled up, in a sophisticated style, eyes darkly shadowed, and her lips, were bright red. She had on a long, red, satin dress, with a slit up the side, revealing her long, silk stocking covered leg. The dress was cut up to the neck, but it still showed off her A-cup breasts nicely.As we stood by the bed, I gave her a hot, passionate kiss. She returned it, opening her mouth, and feeding me her tongue. She then reached around to her back, unzipped the dress, and let it fall to the ground.In the spirit of the Prom's theme, she was clad in fine red, French, silk lingerie - a lace, half cup push-up bra, a silk, French cut pair of bikini panties, and a lace garter with black silk stockings. It was Nickelodeon Girl meets Victoria's Secret.I took off my clothes, and pulled Sally into bed with me. Again, our mouths met. Moving down, I unclasped the bra, from the front, and took turns, swallowing each breast into my mouth. Each of her A-cups, were little more than a mouthful, and I was able to lick the nipples with my tongue, as my mouth engulfed the rest of her breast.As I was doing this, I reached down, and rubbed my hand, over her crotch. Her satin bikini panties, were smooth, hot, and damp. The French cut of the panties, made her legs look extra-long.I pulled her panties down, over the garter, and off. Her pussy had only a small amount of jet black pubic hair covering her slightly plush outer lips. As I rubbed my hand, over her slit, her inner lips, started to become visible. They were plush, smooth, and moist. I pushed my finger over them, and into the vaginal opening below. Once my finger was super slick, I move it to her clitoris, and rubbed until it was the size of a pea.I switched my finger, with my mouth, and started to lick. Soon her thirteen year old body, rocked in a rollicking orgasm. After she had calmed down, I unhooked the silk stockings from her garter, and unrolled them off each leg.Sally now lay naked on the bed, in only a red lace garter, framing her nearly bare pussy. Her breasts thrust up like two ripe peaches and her nipples poked out like erasers. Even though I had had many girls tonight, the sight of her, filled me with almost uncontrollable desire."Ready for those seven and a quarter inches?" I asked."Give it to me, NOW!" she commanded.I centered myself over the entrance to her pussy, and pushed into her. She was so wet, I sunk all the way in. I had to stop a moment, to get used to her tightness. I began pumping in and out as she thrust her hips up to meet me. Her pussy walls, wrapped around my shaft, not wanting to let go. The pressure around my penis, made me want to cum right then, but I managed to hold out. As my pumping sped up, she wrapped her legs around my hips, pulling in deeper. Finally we both came, with me ejaculating deep inside her. As I pulled out, I looked down at her. As the garter, clung to her hips, she spread her legs, and cum dripped out of her mostly bare pussy. She scooped some up onto her finger and let it drip into her mouth. We both fell asleep. Day ThreeWhen I awoke, Sally was gone. She left a note, saying she had to go to the multipurpose room, to set up her Science Fair project. I remembered, the fair was today. I ate breakfast, showered, got dressed, and went to the multipurpose room. The sign on the door read - JuraSex Park High School Science Fair. I went in and it was not like any science fair I had ever seen. All of the projects revolved around sex.I happened upon Sally's project first. Not surprisingly, her project was called, "Does Size Matter?" She had an exercise bench, attached to a machine that had a piston arm. She had a set of penis shaped dildos, from five to twelve inches long, with proportional diameters, that she could attach to the end of the arm.Girls would choose a dildo, remove their panties, and lay on the bench. They would insert it into their vaginal opening and start the machine. Sally would then chart the time it took to reach orgasm, and the satisfaction level of girls. As I was there, a fifteen year old, was putting a ten inch dildo to the test. I'm sorry to report boys, the results so far were showing, that size does matter.April and Amber had an interesting project. It was called, "Hair or Bare?" April had shaved her pussy lips while Amber had left hers natural. They both lay on the table, in front of their display board, with their knees bent and legs spread, pushing their pusses, front and center. Guests were asked to look, feel, and taste both, and rate which one they liked best. At this point, the results were tied.Debbie had a project, that was also right up her alley, "Does Diet Affect Semen Taste?" She fed the male guests, one of five foods, as they came into the fair - salty snacks, sweet snacks, vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry ice cream. During the fair, guests would come back to Debbie's area, where she would milk their semen, into a numbered paper cup. Girls would do a blind taste test, and try to determine, what the guests had eaten. Everyone got the difference between salty and sweet, but no one could distinguish between the ice cream flavors. It seemed that they all just registered as sweet. Debbie made sure to get at least one gulp from each cup.Two of the girls from another class, had a project that caught my interest. It was called "Hot or Cold." The first girl, drank ice water, and then performed fellatio on a guest. Then the next girl, drank hot tea, and also performed fellatio. The guest had to rate, which sensation he liked best. I decided to try. As the first girl's mouth surrounded my cock, I almost went limp at the feeling of the cold first contact. Then something interesting happened. It felt so unnatural and surreal, that the difference made me cum, immediately down her throat.It was time for girl number two. After she drank the hot tea, she sucked my penis into her mouth. As you know by now, I have always liked a hot mouth. The sensation seemed to make my cock expand even more. Soon I was shooting another load, down this girl's throat. When asked to rate, I indicated a preference to hot but honestly, I liked both. A blow job is a blow job! I walked around the fair, and noticed a number of projects, involving vaginal moisture sensing devices, vaginal seismic probes, and a number dealing with various aspects of the clitoris.Fifteen year old, blond Erica, was doing some kind of experiment, where she ran an electric current into the nipples of her C-cup breasts, to assess the difference between stimulation and pain.Megan was off to the side of the room. Hers was more of a public service booth, that a science project. The title was, "Find your G-Spot." She must have researched it more after our time together. The girls would lay panty less, on their backs, on a large bed, as she went from pussy to pussy, inserting her middle finger, and trying to show them where their G-Spot was. She learned, if she turned her palm up, and put her middle finger into their vaginal openings, that she could probe around and find the fleshy mass, on the front of their vaginal walls, that was the G-Spot.She thought, that by showing them where it was, and how it felt, they could more easily direct a penis to hit it during sex. She also had illustrated diagrams, of sexual positions, good for G-spot stimulation.She didn't anticipate, that the girls would have so many orgasms, as a result of her hitting this sensitive area with her probing. She also didn't anticipate, the amount of fluid they would ejaculate in the process.As a result, the mattress was soaked, and the aroma around it, was a delight to every guests' senses. Finally I came upon Nancy. Her project was called, "How Much Semen, Can A Fourteen Year Old Pussy Hold?" Short haired blond Nancy, lay naked on a bed with her butt propped up. Inspired by our classroom demo, she had a camera focused on her pussy, projecting onto a large screen above her. The instructions invited guests, to empty their semen into her pussy. A digital counter kept track of the number. The counter read seventeen, indicating the number of loads she had already taken. I decided to be number eighteen. I centered myself over her, took out my penis, and pushed into her. She was hot and sticky from the previous loads. As I pumped in and out, it seemed like as much cum splashed out as stayed in. After leaving my contribution in her pussy, I pulled out. My cock was covered in my and everyone else's cum. Out of nowhere, Debbie appeared, and licked me clean. The image on the screen showed a twenty foot high pussy, with a pool of white cum inside.It was getting late, and I knew I had to catch the tram. I made the rounds once more, saying goodbye to my class, whom I had come to love, literally.On the tram ride, I did my evaluation. Although they indicated Prom Night to be the highlight, I rated the locker room peep show as my favorite. It did bring back my fondest adolescent fantasies.I went to my hut, cleaned up, and had dinner in the restaurant. On my way back, I decided to go to the gift shop, to begin stocking up on some of the things, I would be taking home in a few days. I decided to concentrate on the DVD's today. The same twelve year old clerk, who was there on my first day, was there again today. I found out her name was Wendy. She had long, wavy, brunette hair, and was wearing a grass skirt, and floral bra top. I asked her to help me. Since Jura, was paying for my entire stay, and all expenses, I decided to take one of just about everything. When I got to the girls of JuraSex Park section, I only took DVD's of the girls I had known. I took Eve's Blue Lagoon DVD, hoping it would erase the Sun Valley memories, as I was looking, I asked Wendy if she was in one? She reached over and put it in my cart.When I got to the X-Rated Danish Series called Under Fourteen about sex with young girls, I asked her if they were any good."I don't know," she said. "I haven't seen any.""Would you like to join me, when you get off, and check them out?" I asked."I get off in ten minutes, and I'd love to." she answered.I put this series in the cart, with the rest, and proceeded to check out. She ran them through a machine, that somehow encoded them, gave me some dummy cover cases and the encryption code, and bagged them up.She closed up the shop and we went to my hut. On the way, I phone ordered some drinks and snacks and had them delivered.Inside, we sat on the bed, talked, had topical drinks, and ate snacks. "Let's take a look at your DVD first." I said.I put it in the player and the image appeared on the 50 inch, flat screen TV. It was Wendy, in her grass skirt and bra top, working in the gift shop, to tropical music. The scene shifted, to her on the beach. She sat on a blanket and looked around, as if trying to determine if anyone else was there, and then she removed her bra. I was surprised that her breasts were so large for a twelve year old. They were at least B-cups. She tweaked each nipple with her fingers, until they expanded a bit.As she was sitting, she raised her knees and spread her legs. The grass skirt, shifted to the sides, revealing she didn't have on any panties. As the camera zoomed in, it captured a close-up view of her pussy, dark pubic hair surrounding a plush set of outer lips. She spread her legs wider, and her outer lips, gave way to some moist inner lips. She reached down with her hand and started to rub them. Working her way, up to the top, she hit her clitoris. It became more visible, as she rubbed it. The camera went slowly up her body, onto her face. There was a look of ecstasy all over it.I glanced over at Wendy, a noticed she seemed to be hypnotized by the image, and had her hand under her skirt, and was rubbing her pussy.The sound of my voice, snapped her out of it."Hey girl," I said, why don't you get comfortable, and let me do that."Without taking her eyes off the screen, she unhooked her bra top, pulled off her grass skirt and placed my hand on her pussy. I started rubbing it, just as in the DVD. As she started her orgasm on the screen, she mirrored the reaction in real life. Her body shook, and she fell into my arms, giving me a hot, wet, tongue kiss, as she did. There were more scenes of her, on the DVD, but I shut it and decided to do what we came here for. I put in the Under Fourteen Series.The title of this DVD was "Inga At The Mall". It showed a twelve year old, long haired blond, Danish girl, in a schoolgirl outfit, wandering around a shopping mall. A thirty year old man, seemed to be stalking her as she went in and out of stores, trying on clothes. As he followed her up the escalator, the camera got a good look under her skirt, at her legs. She went to the food court, and he sat a few tables away, across from her. She finally seemed to notice him, and instead of being afraid, spread her legs, so he could get a good view of her white panties. Sensing her friendliness, he went over and bought her a soda. They talked and she agreed to let him drive her home.When she got to her house, she told him that her parents would not be home until late and invited him in. They went into her bedroom and sat on the bed. Inga stripped his clothing off, took hold of his ten inch penis, and started pumping.Not taking her eyes off the screen, intimating the movie, Wendy reached over stripped off my clothing, grabbed hold of my penis, and slowly started stroking.The man on screen, pulled off Inga's clothes, and started sucking her A-cup breasts, while rubbing her clitoris.Since Wendy was already naked, I merely bent down and placed my mouth on her nipples, one at a time, sucking them gently. I also went back to rubbing her clitoris.The man on screen, moved down Inga's body, to her pussy. The camera got a good close-up. Her pussy was plush, with thick dark blond pubic hair, covering the entire area. He removed his finger from her clitoris, and replaced it with his mouth. Back on the bed, I did the same, burying my face, in her thick brown bush. Being that she was so turned on, her body orgasmed, soon after my tongue, hit her clitoris.It didn't appear that Inga came on screen yet, but she leaned up over his crotch, and plopped his penis, into her mouth.Wendy did the same, her tiny, hot lips, surrounded my bulbous cock head, as she sucked in time with Inga.Inga pulled her mouth off, as the man turned her onto her back. He put his middle finger, into her pussy opening, and then stopped."Yes, I'm a virgin." she said. "But I don't want to remain that way."Following the script that Wendy started, I pulled her up, turned her onto her back, and plunged my finger into her vaginal opening. I was surprised to also feel a hymen."Yes, I'm still a virgin too." she explained. "I started in the gift shop right after SexSchool. I was supposed to go to The Blue Lagoon, at some point, but they just kept needing me to run the gift shop. I've given a few blow jobs, behind the counter, but you're the first man to ask me back to his hut. I'm ready to give up this virginity, and I hope it can be to you.""Oh, I'm always willing to help a little girl in need." I said.I climbed over her and put the tip of my penis, just inside her vaginal opening, just as the man was doing on screen.As I pushed into her, I felt a resistance. I pushed harder and felt myself break through her hymen and go all the way in. I saw the look of delight on Wendy's face.Inga, on the other hand, was crying. (She didn't have the special JuraSex treatment.)This was such an overdue experience for Wendy, that she grabbed my hips and started rocking up into me. I pushed into her, as deep as could go, on every downward stroke. The deeper I went, the tighter her pussy walls squeezed around my cock head. Finally, I released my semen, deep into her pussy. Feeling the hot cum inside her, she also exploded in an intense orgasm. The people on the screen did so also, and when we looked up, we got to see a close-up of his cock, pulling out of Inga's pussy, and the milky cream pie inside. I couldn't wait to see the other DVD's in the series, but for now I shut it so I could prepare Wendy to leave.Instead of leaving, she whispered in my ear, "John, can I stay for a while? Can we do some of the positions I learned about in SexSchool? I feel so far behind the rest of the girls. Won't you help me?"Like I said before, "I'm always willing to help a little girl in need."We fucked for the rest of the night. We tried every position, Doggy, Cowgirl, Reverse Cowgirl, and several of the Kama Sutra positions that I could think of. I lost track of the number of times I came or she had an orgasm. All I know , is that my sheets were soaked.She left at dawn, and I fell asleep.***Chapter 13: Area 13 JuraSex Park SexSchoolLuckily, I didn't have to be at the tram until ten o'clock. As I boarded it, the video began - You are about to get a tour of the JuraSex Park SexSchool. JuraSex Park SexSchool, is a large school facility, surrounded by a one way glass observation area. Girls from age eight to puberty, take the basic classes. After losing their virginity, they return for the advanced curriculum. From the glassed in observation area, you may view the day to day training of our "cast members". You will see that the girls are taught to embrace their nudity and sexuality. You will observe how the girls are taught from both video and live action demonstrations of sexual practices. You will also see how the girls learn role playing and wearing the various costumes required. This is a daytime only experience. This is mostly a no touch/ no sex experience. However, you can, if you wish, become a partner, to one of the girls, in the Intercourse 201 - Sex Practical course.When the tram stops, please enter Door #1 to begin your observation. Hope you learn a lot - Welcome To JuraSex Park SexSchool. I entered Door #1, as instructed. The tour of the school was through a one way glass window, that surrounded the classrooms. The tour was more or less done in the sequence of the actual training of the girls. The girl's ages were approximate to those of third, fourth, and fifth graders.I started with a tour of the Basic Wing. It was filled with the prepubescent eight, nine, and ten year olds. The first class I observed was - JuraSexuality: The Philosophy of JuraSex Park. This was basically a lecture/discussion class. The purpose was to show that love and sex between men and girls, was a natural, beautiful thing. There were pictures and bulletin boards of men and girls, in various romantic situations. The bookshelves were filled with stories and poems about men with girls. They were watching a video, about an older man, who took a twelve year old girl, on a trip around the world, having beautiful sex, everywhere they went.The next class was called - Basic Female Anatomy. Today's lesson was - Getting to Know Your Vagina. The classroom had a lot of the basics, charts of female, anatomy on the walls and plastic model vaginas on the counter. The difference here was that, all of the students, including the instructor, were stark naked. They were laying on the tables, holding mirrors up to their vaginas', while the teacher explained the parts from the front of the room. Next door was a class on - Basic Female Masturbation. The girls here were also naked and lay on the tables. Along the wall was the widest assortment of dildos and vibrators I had ever seen. Today's lesson, however, was about the basic use of fingers. The girls followed along, as the teacher rubbed her clitoris with her thumb and index finger. I stayed a while, as several of the girls had an orgasm. It appeared, it may have been their first orgasm, ever.Basic Cunnilingus - was the theme of the next classroom. This class was meant to be an awareness experience, teaching the girls how it would be done to them and what to expect. There were again charts and lots of videos, and a large latex vagina, with an exaggerated clitoris, that the instructor could demonstrate on. As a special lesson, two girls, from The Island Of Lesbos, were there to demonstrate what happens to the female body, when the clitoris is licked just right. On a bed, in the front of the room, a naked fifteen, year old was eating out the pussy of a naked twelve year old. All of the students sat wide eyed watching this. Some even had their hands under their dresses. As the twelve year old's body, exploded in an orgasm, the students gasped in amazement. Moving on, I went over to a class called - Basic Male Anatomy. Again, there were lots of charts, but the most interesting teaching aids, were the eight, latex rubber torsos, of the adult male, in the front of the room. Each was anatomically correct, with testicles and penises that ranged in size from five to twelve inches. The girls were up front, feeling, and examining these penises.It was only fitting that the next classroom was having a lesson called - Basic Male Masturbation. Charts on the wall, outlined several types of hand job techniques. There were also another eight, latex rubber torsos, of the adult male, in the front of the room. These were a bit more technological. As the girls would rub these penises, they became erect. If the girls were able to apply one of the preferred hand job techniques, after five minutes, they would ejaculate a synthetic semen. I watched as some of the girls struggled to get the penises hard, while others had them ejaculating all over the place.Basic Fellatio - was the name of the next class. It was here I finally got to see those Latex Bionic Penises. Mounted on pieces of flesh colored latex, were sets of penises with testicles, from five to twelve inches long. As with the previous classroom, the penises started out flaccid, and became erect, with the proper fellatio technique. In addition, the testicles, were filled with real male semen, heated to body temperature. They were programed to ejaculate, after a random amount of time with the proper oral technique. The girls were instructed to swallow, so they could get used to the taste of real semen.Today's lesson was all about basic blow jobs 101. Students were instructed to take the penises into their mouths', half way, not too deep, and suck aggressively, while licking the shaft and underside of the head. When they felt the ejaculation coming, they were to let it empty into their mouth, and come show the instructor before swallowing. Some of the penises, were placed flat, so the girls could blow them, as if the man was flat on his back, while others were mounted on the wall, while the girls kneeled before them.As the lesson proceeded, it was obvious that some girls were quite good. They had the penises erect and a mouth full of cum, in no time at all. Other girls struggled, and needed their instructor to guide them. Eventually, they all got the hang of it, and we observers, got the treat of seeing plenty of open mouths, filled with creamy, white cum.The final class, in the Basic Wing, was - Intercourse 101. This is where the girls not only learned about losing their virginity, but were taught the four most basic sex positions. This was a classroom filled with charts, videos, and a series of miniature, plastic models, showing all of the common sex positions. Today they were having an interesting lesson. It was about helping a man, find their vaginal opening. The girls were all naked. They had a life-size, male dummy, with an eight inch erect penis. The penis was unusual. Around it, one and a half inches in from the tip, was a large, plastic ring. The purpose of this ring was to prevent the penis, from entering a vagina, more than that length, making it unable to puncture a hymen. The exercise was this - a girl had to lay on her back, while the instructor held the dummy, in the missionary position, above her. Using only her hips, the student was to thrust upward, and try to get the penis, to go into her vaginal opening, without using her hands. I watched, as one by one, the preteen girls, attempted to complete the task. As with everything else, some did better than others. The exercise would be repeated, in coming days, in different positions.The next classroom, labeled - Blue Lagoon Training, was not in session today. We went to the cafeteria for lunch, where we were joined by some of the sex teachers, who explained their teaching methods and what they were trying to accomplish. It was very enlightening. We then proceeded to the Advanced Wing. This is the section, where girls come after they have lost their virginity, to receive their "cast member" training, along with ongoing advanced sex education.The first ten classrooms, were devoted to develop role playing skills in the girls. Each room looked like one of the Areas of the park - Cheerleader Camp, Water Park, Ballet school, etc. In them were girls, learning skills, role playing, and getting fitted for outfits. I wandered observing room to room, remembering some of my favorite experiences, as I watched one girl, learning the splits, another pretending to be a school girl, and one being fitted for a leotard. The final classroom, offered a course called - Intercourse 201 - Sex Practical. It was for girls, who had already lost their virginity. The course provided advanced practice in the basic sex positions plus additional training in the Kama Sutra. Instead of desks or tables, the classroom was filled with beds. Inside, were a about twenty naked girls, aged ten to fourteen, who seemed to be anxiously waiting.Our guide made the following announcement, "At this point on the tour, you have the option of pairing up with one of the girls in class, to assist in her training, or observe, from here. If you choose to enter the classroom, please remove all of you clothing first.Never passing by an opportunity, to have sex with a young girl, I, stripped and went in. As I entered, I was approached by a thirteen year old, dark haired girl. She had mature breasts and only sparse pubic hair."My name is Kim," she said, "will you be my partner today?" "I'd love to," I said, just what are we doing today?""Today we are doing a variation of the missionary position." she said. "Once you are inside of me, I am supposed to put my legs on your shoulders. They say it leads to a deeper penetration."The thirteen year old lay down and spread her legs. Her pussy lips were open slightly, revealing a slick, moist surface. I centered myself over her, and pushed into the entrance of her pussy. She was tight but I managed to thrust all the way in. I pumped back and forth for a while, letting us both enjoy the sensation.Then she raised her legs up, placed them across my shoulder, and wrapped her ankles around each other. She was right, the penetration was amazing and wrapping her ankles around each other, made her pussy walls even tighter around my penis. I pumped in and out, in and out, not knowing how long my penis could take the feeling.She started to pull her pelvis into me hard. "Wow, it's feeling really good down there." she said. "It's much more intense."I figured that I must have been hitting her G-Spot. This position was very similar to the Head Over Heels position. As I pumped harder and faster, I felt her insides start to ripple. She was having one of those continuous, vaginal orgasms, that lasted a few minutes. In the middle of hers, I started shooting ropes of cum into her pussy as her vaginal walls milked me dry. I looked around, and saw that other guests were having the same kind of sex, and having similarly intense orgasms.I started to pull out, but Kim held onto me with her heels."Again, please." she uttered.How could I refuse such a request? As I pumped in and out, it was much stickier than before, but still just as tight. As she came again, I pulled out, spewing my load, all over her pussy. It was quite a mess, as the previous load dripped out of her, while the current load coated her pussy slit. Kim hugged me, with her breasts digging into me chest, and gave me a thank you kiss, goodbye.I left, got dressed, and boarded the tram for the ride back. I only had a few suggestions, for the evaluation.I went back to my hut, cleaned up and went to dinner. Since this was almost my last night here, and I didn't have my normal share of sex today, I decided to visit the JuraSex Park Strip Club.The club was a large complex with multiple stages, stripper poles, and VIP Lounges with round beds. Strippers were aged ten to sixteen. Money was not accepted here, it was all included in the JuraSex Park Package. The club was divided into rooms, each with its own theme.The first place I came to, was the Lingerie Room. Here the girls all started out wearing expensive grown-up lingerie, bras, panties, thongs, garters, stockings, and sported grown-up hair and make-up. There was a raw sexuality, seeing little girls, looking like adult females.My eyes locked onto a sexy fifteen year old, with long red hair and green eyes. She was wearing a white satin skimpy bra, a matching thong, and white, thigh high silk stockings. Without speaking, she took me by the hand, and led me into the adjoining VIP Room. She pushed me onto the round bed and went over to the stripper pole to start her sensuous dance. As her body gyrated to the music, I didn't know what I liked best, her firm full breasts, popping halfway out of the bra, or her, gorgeous, round butt, almost naked through the back of her thong.She reached in front, unclasped her bra, releasing her two glorious mounds. She came over to me, and put them into my mouth, one at a time. I licked each until the nipples were sticking straight out and then she returned to the stripper pole.After a few more minutes of dancing, she reached down, pulled off her thong, and threw it towards me. I caught it, and put it up to my noise, taking in a good whiff of her teenage aroma.Focusing my attention, back to the her, I saw that she must have trimmed her pussy, for it was bare, except for a neat little red landing strip towards the top of her very plush outer lips.There she was, dancing nude, except for the sheer, white silk stockings, that framed her pussy, like a Renaissance masterpiece.After a while, she did the typical stripper move, of suspending herself, upside down on the pole and spreading her legs. Seeing this, I quickly got up, and went over to her. Putting my face, between her legs, I could see her moist inner lips, spreading outward. I couldn't resist, and began licking her pussy all over.After a while of this, she lowered herself off of the pole, and pushed me back onto the bed. She pulled my pants and under shorts, down to my knees, releasing my rock hard cock. She then centered herself over it and bore down. I felt myself slipping into a hot, wet, chasm. As the music changed to slow and sensual, so did her fucking. She leaded forward, pressing her breasts onto me, and began a hot, passionate kissing. The rest of her body was still, as only her hips and pelvis were moving up and down, milking my penis like a sex machine. After some long, deep, slow pumping, she started to speed up. I felt her pussy walls squeezing and releasing my penis as I came, spewing buckets of cum, into her pussy. She climbed off of me, dripping a load of semen on my crotch. She left the room, never speaking, never telling me her name, just piercing me with her emerald green eyes.I cleaned myself off, with a nearby towel, and went back into the room. I was about to try another room, when a sexy little ten year old approached me. She had black hair, done up on her head, in a sophisticated hair style, big brown eyes, and ruby red lips. She was wearing a black silk bra and black, silk, French cut, bikini panties, that made her legs look really long. She had A-cup breasts and nice round hips, very developed for a ten year old."Hi, my name is Shannon," she said. "Would you like a lap dance?"I accepted and she quickly straddled, facing me, as I sat on a chair. She ground her pelvis into mine, in time with the music, as I watched three others teens, in lingerie, dance and strip on the stages in front of me.As she ground over me, I got hard again. She was trying her best, to press her clitoris, against my hard-on. Shannon seemed like she was attempting to not only to get me turned on, but to turn on herself. I whispered in her ear, "You know Shannon, we can get a lot more comfortable in the VIP Room.""OK," she said, "But I need to tell you something. This is my first assignment, since The Blue Lagoon. I have only had one other man. I hope I won't disappoint you.""No problem, I know just how to take care of little girls like you." I replied, as I led her into the room.After stripping off my clothes, I reached over and removed her bra and panties. I was surprised how hairy her pussy was. I sat in a chair, and pulled her over me."First of all, young lady," I said, "in order to do a proper lap dance, there needs to be skin to skin contact, like this."Shannon sat over me and I pulled her close, so that our crotches met. I directed her, on how to grind around, so that the shaft of my penis, could slide across her slit, and rub against her clitoris. She was a fast learner and quickly settled into the right position. As she rocked up, down, and forward, I could tell she was starting to get turned on. She pressed her breasts into me, and I opened my mouth to her tongue. She rocked faster, and suddenly her body shook and I felt a small bit of moisture wash over my crotch area.After kissing me, she whispered, "You really do know how to take care of a girl, don't you!""Yes, and I think you need even more taking care of." I said as I lay her on her back.Getting up over her, I aimed my penis, into her tiny vaginal opening. I pushed in, and even though it was very wet, it was also extremely tight. After sinking in half way, I pumped in and out, coating my penis with her juices, until her pussy accommodated my entire seven inches. She looked up at me, with her big brown eyes, and smiled.As I started to pump into her, her smile turned into the look of ecstasy. She wasn't used to being fucked but she certainly enjoyed it. Her pelvis rose up to meet my every stroke. Her legs wrapped around my waist, trying to pull me in deeper. Her pussy walls, clung so tightly around my cock head, that it didn't take long for me to cum inside her. Feeling my hot semen, shoot into her pussy, caused her to explode in another orgasm.With me still inside her, Shannon wrapped her arms around me and gave me a hot kiss. "Thank you for taking such good care of me." she said."I was, really my pleasure." I said, pulling out, leaving her in a puddle of cum.I wandered around the club, glancing into a few other rooms. In the Voyeurism Room, a naked, buxom sixteen year old, was getting gang banged while group of spectators watched. In the Fantasy Room, a twelve year old, in a French Maid's outfit, was being eaten out while dusting.I wandered into a room called Alice In Wonderland. I was the only one there, except for a fourteen year old. She was dressed like Alice In Wonderland - a blue cotton dress, with a white apron front, white knee socks, and baby doll shoes. She had blond, shoulder length hair. She was sitting on a stage, next to a tree, as if on the set of a movie. "Hi, I'm Alice," she said, "come up here. I'm about to go down this rabbit hole. Will you join me?""Why not." I said.She went head first down the hole, with me following closely behind. We glided down a slippery slide, and landed at the bottom, in a room with a bed and table. On the table, was a bottle of multi colored pills. In the background, I could hear Jefferson Airplane singing - "One pill, makes you larger, and one pill, makes you small..."A sign on the bottle read, 'Take Me', so I popped a green one into my mouth. After a few minutes, I felt a strange sensation in my crotch area. I looked down to see a tent starting to expand in my pants."Oh, you better take those off, before they rip." Alice said.I quickly pulled them off, to watch my normally seven inch penis, grow to twelve. "Oh my gosh, what do I do now." I said.Alice lay back on the bed, and lifted her dress up. Pinned to her white cotton panties, was a another note, similar to the one on the bottle. It also read, 'Take Me'.I reach down, hooked my thumbs under the waistband, and pulled her panties completely off. I was presented with a luscious, fourteen year old pussy, covered by light blond pubic hair. The inner lips, were already spread open, wet and inviting. I wanted to dig it with my mouth but I realized I had this twelve inch monster, between my legs, I had to satisfy. I was curious how it would feel for both her and I.Propping myself over her, I grabbed my newly enlarged penis, and probed for her vaginal opening. Feeling something wet, I pushed, but it won't go in. I tried again with the same results."Here, maybe I can help." she said, as if she'd solved this problem before.Alice reached up, spit in the palm of her hand, and then rubbed the saliva, over my penis. This time, when I pushed, my cock went slowly into her. As I rocked, back and forth, her juices coated me, and I finally slid all the way in. I stopped for a moment, let her get used to it, and then began to pump in earnest. I don't know how it felt for her, but I'd never been squeezed so fully and tightly. Her fleshy insides, clung to the head of my penis, as if never wanting to let go.Evidentially she had the same feeling, for it only took a few moments, before I felt her pussy contracting around my penis. These contractions, caused my penis to explode into her. Her pussy being so full, the semen had nowhere to go but seep out around the base. As I pulled out, more cum dripped onto the bed.Looking down at myself, I exclaimed, "It's still big, what do I do now?"She replied, "No sense wasting a good twelve inches." And she got up on all fours.With her vaginal opening, practically in my face, I got up behind her, and pushed in again. This time, being so wet, I plunged all the way in to the hilt. She was the one who began rocking first, as if I hit something special within her. Then I remembered. This was a G-Spot position, and with such a large cock, I was sure to be hitting it spot on. I pumped as she rocked. My cock head was hitting areas I never felt before. Soon Alice started having one of those vaginal orgasms, the kind that go on and on for several minutes and cause her to squirt. Her rippling contractions, milked my penis to another massive ejaculation. She fell, exhausted, flat onto the bed. I watched as rivers of semen, along with her fluids, flowed out of her pussy hole, and onto the bed.Looking down at myself, I exclaimed again, "It's still big, what do I do now?"I expected her to assume some other sexual position, but instead, she pointed to a red pill. I too, being exhausted, popped it into my mouth. Soon I saw my penis shrink to its natural seven inches, and then go flaccid. I got dressed, and when she wasn't looking, slipped the bottle of pills, into my pocket.She picked up her panties, we opened a wooden door, went up some stairs, and ended up back in the Strip Club.After a hug goodbye, I left the club to go back and get some sleep.***Chapter 14: Area 14 The Dream FactoryI boarded today's tram, with some melancholy. I knew this was my last day here. I watched as the video began - Today you will be going to The Dream Factory.The Dream Factory is a space age facility, designed for the production of JuraSex Park's patented sex robots or Girlbots. These are lifelike androids, built only for sex. You will start at the studio, where using a computer touch screen, you will design your perfect teen or preteen Girlbot. You then watch through a glass enclosed observation hallway, as the Girlbot is produced. You will take your finished Girlbot back to a quality control room in the factory, to program, test, and see if it performs as you wish. This is also a daytime only experience.Since these Girlbots are so lifelike, international child exploitation laws prohibit them from being taken off of JuraSex Park Island activated. You can ship your GirlBot, inactivated, anywhere in the world, and activate her later, with a key code.When the tram stops, you can enter the building, and begin in the studio, to design your ideal sex partner - Welcome to The Dream Factory.When we first entered the studio, we were told more about these GirlBots. As was stated before, these lifelike androids, are built only for sex. They do not walk or talk. In appearance, they look as real as the Japanese Girl Doll and the American Real Doll. Their appearance and skin are totally lifelike. That is where the similarities stop. Unlike all other sex dolls and toys, these are advanced models, that are active rather than passive during sex. The standard, preset features of the GirlBot are: A body temperature of 98.6 degrees.Artificial breathing, heartbeat and pulseSubtle body and head movements SalivaFrench kissing reflexLicking reflexSucking reflex100% anatomically correct vaginaVaginal secretionsVaginal gripping reflexHand gripping/pumping reflexHugging reflexEye movement and blinkingThere are also other features, that are programmable, which will be explained later.After the explanations and instructions, I sat at my computer touch screen, to design my ideal GirlBot. In order to start the manufacturing process, decisions needed to be made on age and appearance. There were hundreds of options to choose from dealing with age, body type, breast size, eye color, hair color, hair length, etc. There was also a preset option, where one could scroll down the pictures, of current JurasSex cast members, and click on the one you wanted duplicated. I scrolled down the screen, remembering some of my favorite girls. I couldn't help it, but I kept coming back to Eve. Even though my last memories of her were disappointing, she was my first, and they say, you never forget your first. I decided to go for her, and pressed "Build".I then went into the complex, and watched through the glass, as the GirlBot was being manufactured. Via a series of tubes, molds, and machines, a form started to take place around a package of electronics, hydraulics, and servos. As the form traveled down the line, it began to look more and more human. When it got to the end of the line, it looked just like Eve, ten years old, medium height, with long straight blond hair. It had A-cup breasts, and just a light patch of blond pubic hair, covering what was merely a slit of a pussy. It was so lifelike, I thought it was real. It then traveled to a quality control room, ending up on a bed. Next to it was a table, holding a computer notebook. I was directed into this private room, sat at the table, and grabbed the notebook. The instructions, on the screen, said that this was the programing control notebook. It went along with the GirlBot. It would guide me through the list of the programmable features of my GirlBot. Today I was supposed to key in the initial features. I was assured, that any and all of these features, could be changed and reprogramed, any time, using this touch screen. I touched start, to begin the programing. What appeared was a list of features, explanations, and choices to be made. Choices included YES, NO, ON DEMAND (meaning whenever the user wants), or some other quantitative option. Here were my initial programing choices: GirlBot growth and aging - ONE YEAR, PER YEARHead hair growth - SIX INCHES, PER YEAR Pubic hair growth - ONE INCH PER YEARBreast growth - ONE CUP SIZE PER YEARNipple arousal - Expansion when stimulated - YESClitoral arousal - Expansion when stimulated - YESVaginal arousal - Amount of moisture when stimulated - HIGHFellatio - ENABLEDCunnilingus - ENABLEDVaginal aroma - MILD PUNGENTVaginal taste - SWEETVirginity/Hymen - ON DEMANDSex positions - CHOOSE EACH TIME (Missionary,Doggy,Cowgirl,Reverse)Pelvic thrusting - UPON INSERTION OF PENISVaginal opening - TIGHTKegel squeezing - ON DEMANDG-Spot - ENABLEDVaginal squirting - ON DEMAND Time needed to reach orgasm - MEDIUMOrgasmic contractions - STRONGDuration of Orgasm - MEDIUMPerspiration - LIGHTMouth and vaginal temperature adjustment - HotMoans during sex - YESPhrases - RANDOM (Fuck Me, What A Big Cock, I'm Cumming, etc.)Vocalization at orgasm - MEDIUMOnce done programing, I was anxious to try her out. I undressed, lay the notebook next to her on the bed, and pressed ACTIVATE.I noticed her starting to breathe, and her body was becoming warmer. Her head moved slightly and her eyes seemed to follow mine as she blinked periodically. I bent down to give her a kiss. As my mouth met hers, she opened her mouth and kissed back. Her breath was hot and her mouth was wet, as she stuck her tongue, down my throat. I moved my mouth down to one of her breasts. It was heaving up and down in time to her breathing. As I sucked, the nipple expanded in my mouth. I gave the other breast the same treatment.I then slid down to her pussy, to see just how realistic it was. I licked in the area of her clitoral hood, and soon a bright pink clitoris emerged. As I licked it, her body started to rock more and her breathing got more swallow. Her outer lips splayed open, revealing her moist labia minor and the vaginal opening below. I stuck my finger in the opening, and it went all the way in. I pulled it out and hit the hymen button on the touch screen. This time, when I inserted the finger, it was stopped by a thin membrane. I removed my finger and hit the MISSIONARY POSITION button on the screen. Her legs spread, her knees bent and her pelvis angled upward. I centered my penis, over her vaginal opening, and pushed in. Though it was moist, I was stopped from going all the way by her hymen. I pulled out slightly and then pushed in hard. As I broke through, I felt her flinch a bit and gasp. I began pumping hard and fast, into her hot, wet, pussy. As I did, her pelvis moved up to meet me and her legs wrapped around my hips. In the process, lots of moans came out of her mouth as she continued to say "fuck me."Finally I came, dumping loads of semen into her pussy. This must have triggered a sensor inside her, and her pussy started to expand and contract around me in an orgasm. As I pulled out, a stream of semen, flowed out of her pussy.I know this seems weird, but I couldn't believe how real this all felt. I spent the rest of the afternoon, trying the rest of the positions and adjusting the other functions.When I was satisfied, I turned in Eve, I mean the GirlBot, to be shipped back home. They showed me how to use the cleaning kit, battery recharger, and fluid refill kit and then packed them as well. I also picked out an outfit, for her to be clothed in. It was of course, The Blue Lagoon dress.On the tram ride back, I was told there was no evaluation here, but that I could expect a comprehensive survey back at the hut, before I left.Back at the hut, I showered, packed up most of my stuff, and went out for dinner. After dinner, I decided to stop by the Bar for a drink. Mature, blond Silvia was my waitress. She came over and gave me a big hug and kiss. Her large breasts, brought back memories, as she pressed them into me. "Glad to see you, John." she said. "I'm working late tonight, but I can join you tomorrow night." "Sorry, but I'm leaving in the morning." I said. "I just came by for a drink and to say goodbye.""Well, let me give you a proper, JuraSex Park send off." she said.Silvia got on her knees, unzipped my pants, and proceeded to give me a wet, sloppy, blow job. As I came in her mouth, she swallowed the whole load.We said our final goodbyes, and I headed over to the gift shop.I went in and noticed that twelve year old Wendy was working. She too, ran over and gave me a big hug and kiss."Hi, John, glad to see you. What can I get you today?" she asked."It's my last night here, and I'd like to get some outfits, for a GirlBot I just got today." I answered."They're right here," she said, "which ones do you want?""Give me one of each, for a ten year old," I said, "except for the Blue Lagoon dress.""I see you like um young." she snickered. "I'm getting off right now. Can I go back to your hut with you, or am I too old?""Well I'm kind of tired, and I need to leave, first thing in the morning." I said."Come on, John!" she said. "Are you really going to pass up one last chance to FUCK a twelve year old?""Well," I said, "when you put it that way..."We gathered up my bags, she locked up and we walked over to my hut.Once inside, she tore off first my clothes, then hers, threw me to the floor, and fucked me, right there, cowgirl style. I watched her B-cup breasts bounce up and down, as my cock thrust in and out of her hair covered pussy. We both came together, but she did not stop. She seemed insatiable. She fucked me several more times like this and then reversed her position and fucked me some more.She got off momentarily, to go to the bathroom and I decided to surprise her. I swallowed one of those green Alice In Wonderland pills I had taken. In no time, my penis grew to twelve inches long. When she came out of the bathroom, I threw her on the bed, on her back, and centered myself over her vaginal opening. When I pushed in, her eyes got as wide as saucers and she screamed. "Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God! What's are you doing to me?" she yelled as she exploded into multiple orgasms."I'm fucking you the way you deserve to be fucked!" I said, as she continued to cum. I continued to fuck her missionary style, like there was no tomorrow, as she was in an almost continuous state of orgasm. Finally I came, emptying myself deep inside her. I thought that this would be enough for her, but she wanted to know what a twelve inch cock felt like in other positions. I had to admit, so did I. We fucked doggy style, cowgirl and a few other positions we didn't even know the names of. My penis penetrated to the deepest recesses of her twelve year old vagina. We both came too many times to count, and soaked the mattress and floor with my semen. Knowing this was my last chance to be with a teenager, we fucked, and fucked, and fucked all night. As the sun came up, she finally fell asleep, and I took a red pill to settle me down. Sitting there, waiting for the tram, to take me to the airport, I did my final evaluation of my stay at JuraSex Park, reiterating some of my previous points. The last section, asked if there were any other Areas or Experiences I could suggest for the future. I did have a number of ideas, which I listed:Girl Scout CampAmsterdam Red Light DistrictFamous Girls of HistoryIt's A Small World (girls of different ethnic backgrounds)Castle of DeSadeGirls of TV and Hollywood MoviesAirline Stewardess SchoolCandy Striper HospitalBaby-Sitters' ClubPreteen Beauty PageantMall RatsWebcam GirlsI also suggested a separate park for women, where they could have boys, aged twelve to sixteen in a variety of fantasies such as High School Football Team, Male Modeling Agency, Surfer Dudes, etc.The tram finally came to take me to the airport. I gave one last glance, at the naked twelve year old on my bed and left.As I few over the island, looking down at JuraSex Park from above, I was reminded of the many memories I had of the girls I met there.I thought back to how open they were and how natural sex was. I only hoped the rest of the world would catch up someday... ***Epilogue I had been home from Jurasex Park for two weeks, when there was a knock at my door. It was a delivery service, with a large crate. "Oh good, my GirlBot," I thought.I pulled the crate into my living room. Taking a screwdriver, I opened it up. There it was, my very own Eve GirlBot. I looked closer, and it appeared to be breathing. Had they forgotten to deactivate it? There was a note inside so I opened it and started to read. It was from Jura Belcrast III."Dear John,Thank you so much for your wonderful evaluation of JuraSex Park in your travel blog. Thank you, also, for being such a good friend and helping to spread my philosophy.As I gesture of thank you, I broke my greatest rule, and give you this gift. Instead of the GirlBot Eve, I send you the real Eve. I know that you fell deeply in love, and it was the least I could do for my dear friend. I had my scientists erase her memories of Sun Valley Nudist Camp, and restore them to her Blue Lagoon period. We also gave her a Faux Hymen for a fresh start.Enclosed, is a birth certificate, and adoption papers. You may tell people this is your niece, whom you are caring for, because of her parent's death. In addition, I have set up a trust fund, so she can get a first rate education. Take care of her and give Eve all the love she deserves.Enjoy,Jura Belcrast III"I was in shock. I went inside and shook her. She opened her eyes, and spoke."Oh, Hi John," she said, "I just had the weirdest dream. By the way, where are we?""I'll explain later, right now, come with me." I said.I picked her up, and carried her over to my bed. I stripped down to my underwear, and lay down beside her. I took her in my arms and placed my mouth over hers. I gave her a passionate, French kiss. This seemed to stir a memory in her, and she returned it with equal passion.My penis became erect. As I leaned into her, her dress rode up, and my cloth covered cock, dug into her bare pussy. I reached down, pulled off my shorts, and resumed my grinding into her, this time enjoying the feel of our bare penis to pussy contact, like on the beach.I longed for more contact so I pulled off her dress, and placed my whole body against hers. Her small breasts, mashed into my chest, and I felt her nipples harden against me. As we continued our deep wet kissing, I reached down and rubbed her pussy. Though it had a little more hair, and was becoming more plush, it had a familiar feel to it. It was hot and wet.I moved down from her mouth to her right breast. Placing my mouth over the tiny A-cup, I was able to engulf the whole thing, while lightly licking around the pink nipple. It grew to the size of an eraser. I repeated the process on her left breast. Both nipples were now erect, yet they felt soft between my lips. I kissed my way down to between her legs. Skipping her pussy for the time being, I concentrated on the area of her inner thighs. I placed little , sweet kisses on one inner thigh and then the next, coming ever so close to her pussy each time.Finally my tongue honed in on its target, her pussy hole, the vaginal entrance. It was hot, moist and sweet as honey. I circled it with my tongue, and then thrust the tongue in, coating it with her juices. The aroma was intoxicating.Eve's body flinched at the contact and she started to moan softly. I couldn't tell if this was a familiar memory to her, or a first time experience. As I ran my tongue, up her slit, Eve's inner lips spilled out. I gave them a few good licks and then went up to her clitoral hood. a little bud, was straining to peak out. I plied her lips open with my tongue, and out popped the bright red clitoris. Like a ripe cherry, it begged to be tasted.Using my tongue and mouth, I complied, licking and sucking it. Eve began thrusting her pelvis upward and was moaning loudly now."Oh John, keep going," she said, "I've missed this sooo much."That answered the question for me. Eve did remember. I wouldn't have to start from square one with our relationship.As I continued licking her clitoris, I inserted my finger into her pussy opening. I was surprised at being stopped by a barrier, after pushing in two inches. I then remembered that she was given a Faux Hymen.I pulled my finger out, and resumed licking her clitoris, faster. I felt her body go rigid, and then explode in a familiar orgasm.I scooted back up her body, and gave her a passionate French kiss."Is that what I taste like?" Eve said. "Sweet, no wonder you like to eat me.""That's not all I like." I replied. "Are you ready to become a woman, AGAIN?""Yes, take me, take me like you did at The Blue Lagoon." she said.I centered my penis over her vaginal opening, and wiggled it around, coating the tip with her juices. I decided to try to break through her, with one, strong, firm, continuous thrust. As I started pushing in, I felt her hands on my butt. I pushed as she pulled and I felt her hymen give way as my cock went all the way into her ten year old pussy.I rested inside her for a few minutes, savoring the tight feeling around my cockhead. It was then Eve, who started to wiggle below me, as if impatient to begin. Taking the hint, I started pumping in and out.As I pumped, I remembered the feeling - the tightness of her pussy walls, clinging to my shaft, and squeezing my cockhead. I remembered the way her pussy gripped my penis, barely letting go, on each stroke - slippery yet engulfing. Her moist canal, was at least ten degrees hotter than the rest of her body. She was so into it - her voice moaning, her body writhing, her pelvis thrusting."Oh John, you fill me up." she said. "Pump harder, deeper, faster."Eve wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in deep.As her soft flesh, squeezed around my cockhead, I couldn't hold out any longer. I pumped thick ropes of cum into her pussy. I felt the walls of her vagina, expand and contract around me. Her whole body rocked in a powerful orgasm and then went limp below me. When she recovered, she looked up and me and just sighed. I pulled out and watched a puddle of semen drip out of her preteen pussy."I love you John, I love you." she whispered. "Would you, would you...""Would I what?" I asked. "Fuck me, fuck me again!" she demanded, as she turned me over, and straddled my crotch.For a moment, I detected the "Sun Valley Eve" in her mannerisms."Oh well." I thought. "A little bit of sluttiness, is not necessarily a bad thing in a girl."Eve and I were lovers, from then on. We made good use of all of those JuraSex Park costumes, until she outgrew them. When she was eighteen, we moved to another town, where no one knew her as my niece, and got married.A few years later, I did go back to JuraSex Park, to evaluate the new Areas, but that's a story for another day... THE END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 74

infidelity.txt

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The last 8 or 9 months sex with my wife Kirsten has run like on turbo, and probably she does not have a clue that I know what she is doing.I became suspicious that she was quietly getting herself a bit of strange cock on the side. I have to admit that at first I got somewhat jealous, but before long I realised, that in no way did it spoil our love and sex. On the contrary. She had become quite a lot more horny than usual when she was in bed with me, so for a while I decided to shut up, enjoy the fucking and do nothing until I was certain.For many years she had come home from work precise as a clockwork at 3:30 pm, but now she suddenly 'had to' flex once a week, usually on Wednesdays, and she would not be home until six o'clock. She told me all right that she didn't leave for work until 10:30 on those days, but that was out of my control, as I would leave at 7:00 in the morning.Another change was, that on these Wednesdays she was rather quick taking a shower as soon as we had had dinner and the dishes were cleaned and put away. Later, when she was sitting in our sofa in her housecoat and a short nightgown I did not need much persuasion to bring her to bed, and on these occasions she would become extremely horny. And that was when I got the suspicion.So one Wednesday evening, when she got home at six o'clock as usual, I pretended that everything was business as usual. Again, when the table had been cleared she made preparations to go to the bathroom, but I intercepted her right in front of our living room sofa. I pushed her down on her back and in a few minutes I had pulled her slacks and blouse off, and from then on I had absolutely no doubts. From her greasy panties rose an unmistakable smell of sex, and when I got my hand down into them I got sure that she had received a good load during the afternoon.I massaged her clitoris and her lovely pointed tits for a while, and as usual she very quickly got so horny that there was no way back. She was always like that: When her cunt starts dripping she loses all her inhibitions and she just wants to get plenty of cock.To my great surprise all my jealousy disappeared like water on a hot stone and instead I got violently horny at the thought that she had been fucking someone else in the afternoon. Soon the devil was brought out in me and quickly I pulled off her panties and started to kiss my way from her tits down to her belly and further on to her heavily smelling cunt. Another sign to make me sure: Normally she would spread her legs when she feels my tongue is on its way, but this time she tried to push me away and she panted, "Fuck me! FUCK ME!"But no way. I simply had to taste that thoroughly fucked cunt. I pried her legs open, and when my tongue for the first time travelled from her vagina up to her clitoris I could clearly taste that something new was added to the flavour. Suddenly she behaved like she was posessed. A few lashes of my tongue on her clitoris and then I let it wander to the entrance of her vagina, where I stuck it in as far as I could. With the tip of my tongue I fished out some of the juices and sank them, and at that moment she started yelling, "Damn you! My cunt's on fire! You are a bloody horny sod, you're making me so horny. Oh my god, fuck me harder, HARDER! DO IT DO IT!"By this time I grabbed her wrists, and as I rolled over until I was stretched out flat on the floor I pulled her with me and dragged her up until she was straddling my chest with her cunt right in front of my mouth. I let go of her wrists and grabbed her arse so I could pull her the rest of the way up to my mouth. Still I worked my tongue in and out of her cunt, and now my nose was rubbing her clit. Now her juices could run right out of her hole and into my mouth, and the thought that I was drinking her juice and another guy's semen - right out of the cunt which up till now had been only mine - made my cock grow another little bit until it almost hurt me.By now Kirsten was completely wild with lust. She moved her hands up so she could work her tits through, and at the same time she was grinding her cunt real hard against my mouth. At the same time her little cries and her panting changed into yelling. Incoherent words of cunt, fuck, hell, cock - that her cunt was on fire - that she was a whore - that she could easily come four or five times more (I didn't even feel sure she had already come once). Suddenly she squeezed her thighs hard around my head and pressed her cunt so hard on my face that I couldn't breathe - and then she started shaking all over and she was yelling without any care that the neighbours could hear her.When I couldn't go any longer without air I slapped her arse hard which made her ease off a little. Then I pushed her down towards my cock. Her cunt was leaving a wet trail on my chest and belly, and then she slipped herself down upon my cock. She was like a hot bath ! Her cunt was enormous and dripping wet. When she had lowered herself almost all the way down she let my long cock push her cervix back and forth, and then she sunk down the rest of the way. And then she started fucking me. No other expression will cover. It was definitely not lovemaking! She'd fuck me with very fast small movements up and down for a while, and then she'd pull up so just the head of my cock was inside. Then she slammed herself down on me so I felt like my cock was going to come out of her throat. 7 or 8 of these violent fucks and she'd start coming again. All the time she was coming she ground her cunt against my hair and pubic bone so my cock felt most of all like a spoon stirring a bowl ! of hot soup.After four or five of these wild fucks she began to look a bit fucked out, so quickly I grabbed her waist, turned her round without pulling my cock out of her."Now, you well-fucked whore. Pull your legs together and try to tighten up that wet hole of yours, because I can hardly feel anything.""Oh, yes. It's so big and wet," she panted. "And you're so wonderful in bed."She pressed her thighs together and did what she could to tighten the muscles of her vagina, and now I started to take my own pleasure out of her cunt setting the pace to give me maximum pleasure. At the same time I talked dirty to her. "Can you feel I'm using your cunt to masturbate? I'm using it for MY pleasure. All I want you to think of is that you want your cunt filled with my sperm. You have a whore's cunt and it is lovely to pull my cock off in.""Oh, yes!" she panted. "Pull it off in my horny cunt. CUM! Give me your sperm. Do you like it when my cunt is a whore's cunt? Is it good enough for you?"She was mewing like a little cat now, and I started forming pictures of her getting fucked this afternoon, and in a minute I started to come. With a roar I pushed all the way in, and when I started spurting into her it felt like her cunt was vibrating deep inside, - and God help me if she didn't start coming again.Exhausted we fell into each other's arms. We talked a little about how wonderfully horny she had been, and a little later we were sleeping like two little logs on the marital bed.We never mentioned why she had become that horny on Wednesday number one, but for the last 8 months she has not been that busy getting her shower after supper and we have had many a wonderful fuck in the living room, the bed or wherever we want. And if one Wednesday night we are a bit tired all I have to do is to say, "I think it would be nice to feel your thighs against my cheeks."END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 66

peach1.txt

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I was sitting in my lawn chair around the pool that day. I had on my swim suit and was catching a little sunshine. My wife had gone for a few hours to do some shopping and I thought I was all alone. Laid back with my sunglasses on, I did not notice the girl as she approached me. I was smoking a cigarette, which I do sometimes as I heard a voice."Can I have a cigarette?" she asked.I turned to look at her as she smiled at me. It was Suzy from across the street. She was a cute girl about 10 or 11 years old and had her swim suit on also. I noticed her chubby thighs and rounded hips as I sat up, her small perky breasts just starting to develop as the rounded swells began to show."Aren’t you a little young to be smoking?" I asked."I do smoke sometimes," she replied, "That is when I can get one from my step dad." "Does your Mom know you smoke?" I asked."Oh, no. Only my step dad. He gives them to me when we play," she said."When you play," I replied. "What do you play?"I moved over and let her sit down on the lawn chair as I took a second glance at little body. She was not fat but was a little chubby and had the cutest smile. Her blond hair was down to her shoulders as I noticed the area between her thighs. I could see the outline of her predominate pussy lips as they showed through her swim suit as she squirmed a little. I could tell it was from the question I had asked."What kind of games do you play with him?" I asked again as I handed her a cigarette."You know, he likes to touch me and rub me down there," she replied as she pointed to her pussy area. "What else does he do with you?" I queried her."We like to play that I am his special girlfriend and sometimes he will take my clothes off and kisses and licks me there." She answered as I saw her smile."Does anyone know about him doing that to you?""No, it is our secret. I like it and he said we could do it all the time if we kept it between us." She said, "You are the only one I have told. I guess I should not have told you.""That’s Ok. You can tell me anything. I promise not to tell anyone else." I replied as I lit her cigarette as she took a puff."Do you like it when he kisses you down there?""Oh, Yes! I love it. It makes me want to rub my thingy all over with my fingers when he does that." She smiled."So you like to rub your thingy with your fingers too?""Yes. It makes it feel so good and I love the feeling it gives me as I tremble. My dad said I was cumin when I do that," she said. "My mom sometimes joins in with us. She likes for us to lick her too."My cock was rock hard by now as she looked at the bulge in my swim suit. I was trying to cover it up as best I could. This little girl had just told me all her secrets and I wanted to know more."Your mom likes to kiss you down there too?" I asked."She loves doing it to me and then she lets me do it to her. Sometimes when my dad is away, we will sleep together, but she told me not to tell anyone about us." She replied, "She likes to keep her pussy shaven smooth like mine too."By now there was no hiding of my hard cock. It was starting to ease its way out of the bottom of my swimsuit. I saw her as she kept trying to look at it without me noticing her prying eyes. "I saw your wife when she left. That is the reason I came over to get a cigarette. I knew you have been noticing me and I kind of like you." She said as her thighs parted a little wider, giving me a good view of her puffy lips poking against that small swimsuit. She was starting to tease me! Little Suzy was teasing me with her body and her conversation. She was a hot little girl and she was wanting lots of attention. I was wondering exactly what she thinking when she turned to me."Do you think I have a nice figure?" she asked as she stood up and turned around slowly. "Am I too fat?""Oh, No! You are not fat at all. In fact, your have a perfect body for your age." I answered as I took her hand into mine and drew her towards me. "Am I sexy to you? Does my thingy poke out too much?""No. Your thingy has a perfect shape and you are so sexy. Would you like for me to kiss your thingy like your dad does?" I asked as she settled down on my knee.‘I think so. Will you make it feel good like my dad does, please?" she asked as she sat down into my lap, "Would you like to taste small pussy?" Her plump little ass was nestled against my throbbing cock as she took my hand and placed it on her little cunt. I could feel the heat from her pussy through the swimsuit as I touched her little slit through her suit. I eased her swimsuit to one side as my finger found its target, her moist pussy."Why don’t we go into the house where no one can see us?" I asked as I felt her hips raise up against my finger. She was shifting her weight as her little ass rubbed against my cock, as I found the small opening to her moist treasure."Yes. I would like that. Maybe we can even play with each other." She said as I lifted her up off my lap, leaving my bulging cock sticking straight out against my swimsuit as I saw the material of her suit in the crease of that beautiful little ass.I knew it would be several hours before my wife came back and this would give us lots of time. I was in no hurry and I wanted to make sure she enjoyed everything that we were about to do as I reached down for her. I took her into my arms and carried her to our bedroom, placing her on the big king sized bed. She wrapped her arms around my neck and started to kiss me as I watched her hot little body started to move. I reached down and slipped her swimsuit bottoms off, exposing the prettiest little pussy I had ever seen. It was almost smooth and the tiny fuzz was beginning to form around her slit. The puffy lips of her mound was swollen and the little clit was just starting to protrude. I told her that she had the prettiest little pussy I have ever saw, that I loved the peach fuzz on her tiny twat. I then told her that I was going to call her Peaches, short for peach fuzz as I pulled her on top of me.I put her on top of me, facing towards my feet, her plump little ass even with my nose as she began to slide along the length of my tongue. Her swollen pussy lips was so inviting as I spread her lovely thighs, taking time to kiss each one as I licked my way towards her moist fountain. I was rubbing her little slit as I licked the swollen lips from bottom to the top, her breath becoming faster as I slowly worked on her small pussy. I could tell that my cock was too big to enter her small opening as bad as I wanted to slide it to her. I did not want to hurt her but wanted her to enjoy this moment as I took her rounded ass cheeks into my hands, pulling her to me as she lay there. I opened her flower with my two thumbs as I slowly licked her tiny slit. She was riding me like a cowgirl on a bucking bronco, her smooth little pussy fucking my tongue as she moved. I was pulling her up and down the length of my tongue as she went wild, tossing about and pulling my head to her even harder as she humped her tight pussy against my probing tongue. I would dip my tongue to her tiny puckered ass and lick it as I made my way upwards to her perfect little pussy. This drove her crazy as she slammed her hot pussy to me, trying to force my tongue into her. I was able to get the tip into her tiny slit as she squirmed under my touches. Then I felt her as she started to cum, her entire body trembling as she bucked her hips to my tongue. She was so hot as her tiny body began to shake, her moaning out loudly as she came. The wetness of her bare pussy was so tasty as it leaked out onto my probing tongue. She was rocking and bucking back and forth as her climax spread all over her tiny body as she moaned in pleasure. She was slamming her tiny pussy to me as I gently licked and sucked on her smooth twat. She came over and over again as I lapped at her sweetness, taking time to play with her little ass as she came. Damn, I wanted to fuck her little pussy so bad! But I knew she was too small down there for my big cock. I would give anything to slide it to her plump baby ass too. If only she was a little older.She was exhausted as her body slowed down, her tight pussy not jamming to me any longer as she pulled back from my tongue. I let her sit there on top of me for a minute or two before she rolled off."That was so good!" You did it a lots better than both my mom and dad." She said. "You made me cum so much. Did you like the way my pussy tasted?""Honey, I loved the taste of your hot little pussy. It is so sweet.," I replied as I played with my cock as she stared at it."Can I play with your thingy too?" she asked as she reached for it.I felt her tiny hand close around my shaft as I helped her stroke it. She was getting the hang of it as she started to play with her own twat."My cousin, Patty, likes to lick me too. She is only 8 years old but she loves to do it with me." She said, "Maybe one day I can bring her over to meet you. Would you like for me to do that?""I would have to make sure she would not tell anyone if you brought her here.""She won’t tell anyone. My mom and dad plays with her too when she comes to spend the night at my house." Suzy said, " She likes it better than I do, I think.""You know my mom has been watching you for a while. I have seen her as she watched you out of her window and played with herself as she looked at you. I was a little jealous of her playing with her pussy as she thought about you." She said."Maybe we can all get together soon and she and us can all play together," I answered. "Do you think she would like that?""I know she would like that. If you made her feel as good as you made me feel, I know she would love to. Do you want me to ask her to invite you over sometime?""Sure, I would love that! Just be sure your dad is out of town when she does."My cock was throbbing as she continued to jack it up and down, her small fingers not going all the way around it as she stroked it. I laid her on her back and took my cock and put it against her smooth little pussy as I felt my own climax building deep within my sack. I took the thick head and rubbed it up and down her tiny slit, letting the just the thick head touch her tiny pussy as I started to erupt. I started to shoot my hot load of cum onto her slick pussy as she reached down to open her puffy lips for me. My cum was flooding her pussy lips as I shot a huge load over her perfect little pussy."Peaches, that was so good! I wish I could have put my dick in you and let you feel it as it pumped its hot juices." I said as she smiled at me."We will try again sometime soon and maybe you can put it in me next time. I can’t wait for you to fuck me with that big dick. I want you to be the first to have my pussy. Can we try it again?" she asked.To be continued...I hope you enjoyed this story and if you did, start looking for part two. "Peaches and Mom" cumming soon. So email me at donwalk@hotmail.com with your comments.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 33

likemother.txt

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It is a dark, cold night, there is no moon, and only a few scattered stars. The wind is cold on my bare arms, my nipples growing rock hard, visible through the thin white knit top I'm wearing. As I walk up your sidewalk from my car, I have on low rise levis, with the air making me shiver as I stand in front of your door, gathering up the courage to knock. But I don't have to; you open the door. I smile into your welcoming face. You smile as I walk through the door, as you look at my jeans ripped under each cheek. You get a good peek at my tight ass. You smirk at the thought of shoving your hard cock up my tight asshole. As I walk beside the couch, I bend over and un-strap the buckle on my 4-inch black heels, as I slide out of them and walk bare foot over to my smiling prince, who looks into my eyes, heavy with lust. I put my right hand on the back of your neck, pulling you into an intimate kiss, standing on my tip toes exploring your hungry mouth. Your strong hands slide down from the center of my back and slides under the torn flaps of my jeans, cupping my smooth ass. You break our kiss and tell me to bend over. I smile up at you and fluff my hair playfully, as I roll my hips and turn around and spread my legs and touch my toes. You run your finger along the denim string/strap that runs from between my pussy lips and in between my ass, feeling the wetness from my wet, tight pussy on the string/strap. You smile as I wiggle as you rub the string/strap against my clit. Then you slap my ass, I smile and close my eyes and tilt my head up. As I stand back up you come up behind me and run your hands under my shirt cupping my firm breasts, rubbing and pinching my hard nipples. My breathing is getting heavy, my heartbeat quickening as I feel you pull my shirt over my head. I feel your breath on the back of my neck, as you run your fingers through my hair, putting it on my right shoulder as you kiss the side of my neck, running your hot tongue and trailing burning kisses from my left side to the center of my back all the way down to my bra strap. My eyes are closed feeling every touch, every breath graze over my skin. I feel you unfasten my bra and run your fingers along my arms and let the bra fall to the floor. As you intertwine our fingers, I lean my head back against your strong chest as you kiss the top of my head. I smile and turn around and start kissing your neck and down your manly chest focusing in on your hard nipples, licking and sucking them gently.As I kiss down your belly, and get down on my knees, your cock is rock hard as I free him from your gray shorts. I smile as I lick the tip playfully, staring up at you. I suck your cock, sucking in the head and then taking all of you down my throat. My head bobs up and down your hard shaft. I look up at you, your eyes are closed, your breathing heavy as I smile and stroke your shaft and go down and suck one then the other of your heavy balls, and lick the bottom length of your shaft, then taking your cock in my mouth and taking all of you down my throat. I can taste your pre cum on my tongue as I look up at you staring into my eyes, your hand lost in my thick blonde hair.You sigh and tell me, "Stand up," taking my hand and leading me to your bedroom. I turn to you and smile, slightly blushing as I unbutton my jeans and pull them over my hips and step out of them as they hit the floor. We stand there for a second, the only sound is our breath...taking in our naked vulnerability. As you walk to me and bend down and kiss my hungry mouth, kissing me firm and strong, I follow your lead. My hands resting on your shoulders, I feel shaky as my legs tremble slightly. My legs are slightly parted, your thigh pushed between, as we kiss slowly headed sideways to your bed. I back away from you slightly, and sit on the side of the bed and lay back, resting my feet just on the side of the bed, spreading my thighs. I slowly part my pussy lips and slide my middle finger on my left hand, in my tight wet pussy; my right hand pinching my hard nipples as you stand beside the bed slowly stroking your cock. You crouch down and take my left nipple in your mouth, circling the hard nipple with your tongue.As we hear a knock on the door, you grab some shorts out of a drawer and close the bedroom door, me propping myself on my elbows waiting for you to get back. You walk to the door, your cock sticking out straight as an arrow, and open the door to see my mom standing before you, her short nearly black hair brushed smooth framing her cute round face. She is wearing a tight green skirt cut about 4.5 inches off the knee, a low cut green suit blazer. You look down at her 5'5", 145lb frame, and your eyes graze over her full 36C cup breasts, held up in a black lace bra. She looks up at you with one eyebrow raised and a cute smirk on her face of dark ivory skin and her light brown eyes. Then she looks down to your throbbing erection and asks to speak with me. You lead her to your bedroom. When the door opens I say, "I hope you won't mind if I started with out you," and my mother walks in my lust-filled eyes glint fire in her direction. She smiles and says, "I was just on my way home, I had to work late at the bank. Thank god it's Friday." She giggles slightly, as I glare at her as she glazes over your chest and your cock very sturdy standing at attention. She looks at you and back at me and says, "I was just wondering when you were going to pick up Nathan, or if you wanted him to stay the night, your father called and said he was already asleep."I smile back at her and say, "I think you know I'm going to stay the night." She smiles sweetly and say, "I guess I did, I just wanted to see who's got you all hot and bothered lately."As she runs a manicured nail down the center of your chest, she says, "Now I can see, but I think I could see better if I..." She shimmies her way to her knees and pulls your shorts down, smiling as she takes your throbbing cock in her hands and strokes the soft head and down your shaft, cupping your balls in her right hand. She smiles up at you, licking her thin red lips. She slowly licks your shaft and very carefully sucks the top half of your throbbing hard cock. You look at the bed, and I'm lying on my side with my head laying on my hand. You can see the hurt in my dark brown eyes, and the pout in my full lips. As you do a come hither motion with your fingers. I get up and slowly walk toward y'all and when I get to your side and put one hand on your shoulder, the other on the left side of your face pulling you into a passionate kiss. You wrap your arm around my waist cupping my right butt cheek. I smile and look at you and timidly lick the corner of your mouth. I move away back to the bed and lay in the center spreading my thighs, licking my right index finger sliding it into my soaking wet pussy. You smile as you help my mother up, and she sweetly kisses your neck. You walk over to the bed and slide your cock into my pussy. With every stroke getting faster, you pound my ass into the bed. My legs wrap around your back as I moan softly in your ear. Out of the corner of your eye you see Debbie walking in front of you, as you're fucking me. She stands in front of you, her hand massaging her breast as she uses the other to unbutton the first of four big black buttons holding her blazer over her tits... soon the jacket is hanging open and she lets it fall to the floor letting you see her big brown nipples under the black lace. She unhooks the fastener for her skirt and pulls it down over her hips; she is wearing nude pantyhose and a white cotton thong. She slowly turns to give you a side view as she rolls her pantyhose to the floor. As I pull your head into a kiss, I move my hips meeting you thrust for thrust.As my pussy quivers and tightens as you groan out, my pussy tightens and cums for your hard cock. You kiss me passionately as your cock explodes in my pussy, filling me to the brim with your hot cum. I'm kissing you, lying at your left side. My mother crawls on the bed and starts sucking the cum and cream off your cock... while she plays with your balls. You look down and see her pearly white ass and see some black pubic hair peeking out around the sides of the thong. You smile and look into my eyes and kiss me slowly, exploring my mouth. Once your cock is hard, I kiss you with my hand resting lightly on the side of your face. She straddles your cock and slides you into her wet older pussy. She moves her hips as she rides your cock, and I suck and nibble your tight nipples. After she cums she stands to dress, and you look over, your eyes heavy with lust. I move over as you roll on top of me and stare deep into my eyes, reaching down to bring my left hand and kiss it gently. I smile while staring into your eyes, as you slide into my pussy and start sliding in and out, out and in of my tight gripping pussy. If I start to close my eyes you kiss me and start fucking me hard, giving me some quick thrusts and then I kiss you.You gaze into my eyes as you begin to cum. I smile dreamily up at you after I cum and you collapse beside me, snuggling close to you and falling into a peaceful slumber with my hand resting on your cock.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 35

violet.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/66/violet.txt

Violet thought she had found a happy home. An adopted member of the Reed family, her friend Jenny and her Jenny's step-father had taken her in several months ago when her parents had died in a car crash. It wasn't hard to get along with those two. They also had been through a lot after losing Jenny's mother to cancer. But Violet wanted more than just family status. She knew that Mr. Reed was very wealthy, with no living relatives other than Jenny. She knew she could use her looks and brain to lure him into signing over his share of the wealth to her. Jenny wasn't the problem. Having attended private schools most of her life in another state, nobody really knew her well in the small town they now lived in. If she where to disappear, little would be said by anybody other than her step father, and their where ways to distract him from complaining.Violet was only 18 but was a beauty already. Her slim body stood at 5'8", and with the help of some high heels, she was a statuesque beauty. She had the perfect ass, both round but trim and a thin waist. Her athletic shoulders made her large breasts stand out in a perky fashion, one that attracted any warm blooded man, and some women for that matter! Her face was that of both youth and experience, with long blonde hair to give her a soft look. The plan had been laid out. She had used her insurance money to purchase what she needed, and secretly set up the large basement to suit her purposes. The plan would start tonight, with Jenny.It was an early evening for the two 18 year olds. Mr. Reed was out on business and the two decided to spend the night in front of the TV watching old movies. Violet suggested that they warm the house up and lounge around. Violet quickly ran up stairs and came down in a slinky negligee, dancing on the stairs like a stripper. Jenny laughed and clapped as her friend moved, then she agreed, probably wanting to be a bit naughty like her friend Violet. She ran upstairs to find a lacy bra and g-string lying on her bed, set there by Violet. In moments she moved down the stairs, trying to top her friend's sultry moves. As they met at the bottom, Jenny continued, running hands up Violets legs and over her breasts. Violet smiled and encouraged her until Jenny laughed and charged into the living room. They sprawled out in front of the large fireplace and flipped on the TV. Violet offered Jenny a drink and, after only a few minutes, Jenny had slipped off to sleep. Violet flipped off the TV and began undressing her friend. The panty and bra slipped off easily, revealing the trim athletic form of the brunette. Shorter but well built, Jenny had played tennis for years, building her body into a wonderful shape. She also had larger breasts, a fact that caused trouble for athletic bras, but would serve Violet's purpose well. It took only half an hour to prepare Jenny. First her pussy was shaved, then Violet applied a salve that she had found in Europe. It was designed to prevent any future hair growth. She spread it not only between her legs but over her legs, arms and under arms. Finally, she slipped a thick leather collar around Jenny's neck and locked it into place. She lifted Jenny onto the whipping apparatus she had carried up from the basement. Her ankles where strapped wide apart to bars at floor level. Her body was bent forward at the waist and she was leaned across a padded bar. Her wrists where strapped to the upper bars that stretched away from the lower posts. A small winch allowed Violet to pull the straps tight until Jenny was stretched. Her body was at a slight angle up, but accessible from all sides, including access to her dangling breasts. As Jenny began to wake up, Violet stuffed a huge ball gag between her teeth and strapped it into place. Jenny looked around in confusion as she realized her predicament. As she caught sight of the now naked Violet, she tried to ask what was happening. Violet ignored her, running her hands over the girl's body. She tweaked her left nipple and, as Jenny flinched in pain, took note of the quality of the bondage. Finally she took a long cat-o-nine tails and displayed it in front of Jenny."I'm sorry to tell you, Jenny. But you are now my slave girl. No, this is not a joke. I've decided to train you to service me, then I will sell you to an overseas bidder." Violet smiled as she began to swing the whip through the air. "First, though, I want to show you what will happen if you disobey." With that she let the whip fall hard on Jenny's back, leaving wide red welts across her skin. Jenny flinched hard, screaming behind the gag. But Violet continued, laying down an even line of whip marks across Jenny's back and ass. After half an hour, there wasn't a spot unmarked. She stopped and Jenny collapsed into her bonds, breathing heavily. But Violet wasn't done yet. She switched to a heavy leather tarse and moved to Jenny's side where she could see the first stroke flying up from underneath to land on her hanging breasts. The hard leather cut a streak into her soft skin and Jenny tried to pull away as she screamed into her gag. But the bonds where too tight and her body too taught and her motion appeared only as a slight quiver. The tarse flew up again and again, laying marks across Jenny's belly and breasts. Finally, after another half an hour, Violet stopped. Tears flowed steadily from her friend's eyes now, falling to the floor after running across her soaked cheeks. Violet had stopped but wasn't finished. Jenny raised her head in time to catch her moving behind, her image reflected in a pane of glass across the room. The tarse flew up again, but this time between her legs to land on her newly shaven pussy lips. The metal contraption nearly flew up in the air from the force of Jenny's reaction. The second and third blows brought a primal scream that pierced through the rubber gag and echoed through the room. By the 30th stroke against her now swollen pussy and asshole, Jenny collapsed in her bonds, fainted. Violet smiled as she examine the tortured body before her, then quickly untied her for the next step.Once again Jenny couldn't move a muscle, but this time she was spread eagle, her toes inches away from the ground but unable to provide support. The basement was dark and foreboding, a sharp contrast to the warm mood of the rest of the house. Jenny had woken as Violet finished her most recent bondage. Violet had chained her well, to the point that she was both extended as wide as possible, yet also as immobile. The gag was still in place, preventing any complaints. New tears poured down her cheeks as she watched Violet collect a new tool. She glanced down at her nipples and winced at the sight of the permanent jewelry Violet had installed there. Two thick rings pierced her breasts just behind each nipple. The ends had clicked together to form a seamless ring of titanium. In addition, Violet had run a thick skewer of steel through the middle of each nipple, then forced a small rod into the hole. The result was two piercings in each breast, one ring and one rod. She could feel her clit throb from both the whipping as well as the new ring that adorned her. She had passed out as the special punching tool had pushed a wide hole through her clit. She woke to feel Violet placing a similar ring there. Now, she approached with a new set of equipment. Another punching tool was slipped around her septum and with an intense pain and a click, she now had a wide hole in her nose. As Jenny tried to clear the tears from her eyes, Violet had slipped two small metal plates into her nose. They fitted perfectly on each side of her septum, with a hole in the middle fitting over the new hole in her nose. The tool was modified then slipped back into her nose. She could feel a new pressure at the four corners of the metal plating then another series of sharp pains. She quickly realized that Violet had riveted the plates directly to her septum! Some more fumbling, then Violet removed her grip on Jenny's head and, as she pulled back, she could feel a new addition to her face. A thick, shiny ring hung loosely from her nose, nearly to the bottom of her upper lip. She could feel how the two plates locked together and held tight. She began crying again as she realized the permanence of the rivets.Violet released her legs, allowing Jenny to stand on her sore feet. After a moment, she returned with an extreme pair of shoes. Like ballet shoes, these boots forced her to walk on her toes! But rather than toe shoes with blunt noses, these had pointy ends that nearly matched the stiletto heel. Violet grabbed one of Jenny's feet and slipped the form fitting rubber shoe on. As her toes reached the end, she could feel how they would be crushed together to mimic the pointy end. Violet pushed them on hard, then used the straps to force them further into place. In addition to straps that replaced laces, another strap circled her heel and pushed her toes deep into the point. Even before the straps where secured, she was in pain. Violet completed the picture with the other shoe, then admired Jenny's body as she pranced on her toes.Lowering a chain from the ceiling, Violet used a clip to connect it to Jenny's nose ring. She then released Jenny's arms. Though she was free, she was far too weak to struggle effectively and Violet quickly slipped a strap around her elbows and pulled them together. Jenny winced as her arms where pulled together behind her and her shoulders where thrust out. It was a position she could just handle, but made her feel even more exposed than before. Another strap circled her wrists and held them tight. As a final touch, Violet added a strap above Jenny's elbows and pulled until her shoulders could not flex back any more, locking this strap in position. Taking the slack out of her nose ring chain, Violet stood back to admire her new prize. She smiled then lifted a floor length mirror into view for Jenny. The newest slave girl had to force her eyes down to look, fighting the ring in her nose to lower her chin enough for a view. She could see a tall brunette, in painful ballet boots, her arms strapped severely behind her at elbow and wrist, dancing at the end of a chain connected to a shiny nose ring, her large breasts bouncing in reaction to her struggles. The light caught a gleam off the rings in her clit and nipples. Jenny began to cry. Violet only smiled and, leaning close to her body, gave the clit ring a sharp twist, then left Jenny for the night.Stage two of the plan was easy. Mr. Reed, though twenty years Violet's senior, was like any man. It was impossible for him to resist a beautiful girl. Just before he was to arrive home, Jenny had prepared herself, dressing in a long silken dress that displayed her breasts well. It wasn't hard to interest Mr. Reed, despite his knowledge of her mere 18 years. He wanted her, like any man, and within half an hour, they where in bed. He liked it rough, she found to her pleasure, holding her hands above her head as he thrust deep into her young pussy. Soon, he was spent and Violet left him to sleep.After Mr. Reed left for the day, Violet unlocked the basement and went down to visit Jenny. She found her in the same position, dangling from her nose ring. She had become somewhat accustomed to the severe shoes since she was now standing on them, keeping pressure off her new septum plates. Violet could see a thin layer of sweat had covered Jenny's body throughout the night and a new sign of fear was evident on her face. Violet unhooked her nose chain, reattaching a leather leash to the ring and pulling Jenny toward the stairs.After three hours, Violet swung open the sauna door to check her slave. After leaving the basement, she had bathed Jenny then slipped on a tight latex body suit. Jenny tried to struggle, but the ten hours of bondage left her arms useless, and the hours on her toes took all energy from her legs. Two, thick rubber blowup dildos had been forced into her pussy and ass, then fed through holes in the suit. Violet pumped the dildos up until the pressure of the rubber bladder was stretching both her pussy and ass. After the suit was pulled and stretched over her body, Jenny looked like her skin was made of latex. Before rebinding her arms, Violet slipped on a thick rubber corset and laced it into place. Finally, new straps circled her wrists, above and below her elbows, locking her arms into the same useless position. A bigger ball gag was forced as far into Jenny's mouth as possible, leaving half the ball sticking out. Leather pads where placed over her eyes and foam earplugs filled her ears. Small plugs where pushed deep into her nose, a thin tube protruding from each for breathing. A thick rubber hood was slipped over her head and laced into place. Additional rubber straps circled the hood, covering the eyes and then the mouth. The mouth strap was pulled hard, forcing the ball even deeper into her mouth until the entire ball was forced between her teeth. Jenny took this binding quietly, half out of fear, half out of defeat. Leading her on her toe shoes toward the sauna, Violet had attached a chain to the top of the hood and then to the top of the sauna, holding her on her feet. A bucket was hung between her legs, supported by the laces to her corset. A small hose was inserted into the bucket then water was turned on, creating a very small trickle. With that, Violet gave the dildos an extra pump for good measure, turned on the sauna and left.Now, three hours later, the bucket was nearly full. The weight of the water, as a result, had pulled the lacings of the corset progressively tighter, reducing Jenny's waist to a small 21 inches. She looked like a rubber hourglass! Her breath came as short gasps through the small tubes in her nose as she struggled to inflate her crushed lungs. Violet tied off the strands to the corset, stapled them together to hold them fast, then removed the bucket. An added torture, much to Violet's pleasure, was the weight of the water on Jenny's toes. The water had added an extra fifty pounds of pressure on her already tortured feet. As Violet unhooked the chain from her helmet, she collapsed to the floor.The second night was even easier. Guilt had risen in Mr. Reed and, as he arrived home, summoned Violet for a talk. But she was prepared as he stumbled through his carefully thought out speech. Her robe dropped to the floor, revealing her attire. She had bought a latex mini dress that clung to her perfect body. She had worn her highest heels, their six inches sculpting her legs. Mr. Reed was putty as she dropped to her knees in front of him and took him into her mouth.For three days Jenny was kept in harsh bondage. The latex suit, blowup dildos and corset had stayed on her body for the duration, only the hood was removed. Each hour, Violet would add a single pump to each dildo until they had expanded to capacity. Though painful, the goal was being accomplished, stretching Jenny's virgin asshole and pussy wide enough to handle any cock. Violet played off Jenny's absence to Mr. Reed, saying she was off with friends. Instead, Jenny had spent one night bound into a tight form under her step father's bed. Violet had the best orgasm knowing that her lover's step daughter was directly beneath them as they made love, unable to move or call out. Violet took this opportunity to discuss Mr. Reed's upcoming birthday, and the surprise she had in store for him. He pushed for details, as she knew he would, but she would only say that it would satisfy some of his primal urges. The second day consisted of Violet placing Jenny in a bondage chair, bound into immobility with heavy leather straps. Her arms had not been untied since the day in the sauna. She found herself, in this case, unable to avoid Violet's torture. She would ask, "Are you my slave girl?" and, as Jenny would not respond, Violet would produce a thin rod of stainless steel and slowly push it through the thick latex and into Jenny's breast. After an hour, Jenny's breasts looked like pincushions, with many small spikes piercing her delicate skin through the latex, as well as several long rods that extended through one breast and into the other. In the end, Jenny agreed to anything Violet would do to her.The third day was sex training. As Mr. Reed left for the day, Violet started with pleasuring a female, namely herself. Jenny was placed on her knees, still bound tightly in latex and toe shoes, as Violet pushed Jenny's face into her hairless pussy. With steady encouragement by way of the heavy tarse, and threats of spikes through her breasts again, Jenny slowly learned how to bring Violet to orgasm. Later, she was laid on her back and Violet sat on her face, pushing her asshole onto Jenny's tongue. This time, coercion came by way of the tarse on her pierced pussy, a much quicker and more effective encouragement. By noon, Jenny was begging to lick her pussy and tits. Violet had invited several gentlemen over, and with little conversation, they pushed their cocks into young Jenny's face. By the end of the day, she had not only orally pleased all the men, but also taken each into her pussy and ass. Finally, the big day had arrived. Mr. Reed had been reminded of Violet's surprise and was planning to be home early. As he left, Violet released Jenny from her suspension. As a final proof of her ability to punish, Violet had suspended Jenny in the basement. For twelve hours she had hung from her breasts, leather straps had been wound around the base of them until they looked like black latex balloons. As her toe shoes lost touch with the floor and the winch clicked into its final position, Jenny was begging for release. Violet admired her slave girl, dangling in the center of the room, her arms mercilessly bound behind her, and ignored the cries as she again climbed the stairs and left her.Jenny was truly submissive now, having felt the depth of Violet's cruelty. It was hard to believe that an eighteen year old could control another with such intensity. Still wearing the corset and latex, Jenny was led by the nose ring to the shower where she collapsed to the floor. Violet released her arms for the first time in three days and slipped off the latex suit. Rather than holding her up in the large shower stall, Violet had installed a small cable winch and she pulled the cable dangling from the center of the shower to the floor. Clicking the clip to Jenny's nose ring, she began cranking. Once the slack was removed and her body began rising, Jenny found energy to lift herself off the ground, if only to release some of the pressure from her abused septum. Violet was pleased with the strength of Jenny's nose modification. Attached directly to the cartilage, the metal plates made her septum very strong. She could imagine the many punishments she could inflict on Jenny in the future with just her nose ring. Once on her toe shoes again, Violet rinsed off her slave girl's body and washed her shoulder length black hair. Jenny simply stood there, perched on her punished toes, dangling from her nose ring.Once dried off again, Violet produced a new method to bind Jenny's arms. Three inch wide steel bands had been lined on the inside with a thin sheet of padded leather. Violet pulled her arms behind her back with palms facing each other. Slipping the first band around Jenny's wrists, the two ends met. One end had three holes while the other had three small rods welded into the metal. As the two where joined, Violet used a tool to complete the rivet connection. The snug bands welded Jenny's hands together. Another band was stretched around her lower arms, just below the elbow. The final band consisted of two smaller bands that went around each upper arm, just above the elbow. A length of banding stretched between the two. Violet used a hex wrench that fit in an access hole in the middle. Slowly the band was shortened and her upper arms where forced closer together. Jenny squirmed against the harsh bondage as she felt her shoulders forced back farther than ever before. Finally, Violet stopped.Re-checking all the rivets she turned to face Jenny's tear strained face."I'm sorry to say you won't be using your arms for quite some time. Get used to this concept. I just finished riveting your arms together." Violet smiled as she watched Jenny struggle in panic then give up as she realized the validity of Violet's claim. As the time neared when Mr. Reed would return for the nights activities, Violet began preparing Jenny. A large rubber ball was forced into Jenny's mouth before a thick leather hood was stretched over her head. Lacing it tight, Jenny's skin looked like it was made of leather when she was done. A strap stretched across her mouth, forcing the ball entirely in her mouth. Rather than a blindfold, her eyes where covered with a pair of dark smoked plastic lenses. Much like welding glasses, her sight would be limited. A wide leather posture collar fit around the base of the hood, covering her throat. Violet took the opportunity to check the straps on the toe shoes, pulling them tighter and forcing Jenny's toes deeper into the pointed toe. Finally, she led Jenny upstairs toward her step-father's bedroom. The room had been transformed into a moody sex den. All the lamps had been draped with sheer scarves, giving off soft light. Jenny was pushed to the floor in the middle of the room. A heavy ring had been installed into the floor there and Violet attached a chain from it to Jenny's collar. Well trained, she had dropped to her knees and sat upright, her legs spread wide to show her shaved pussy and pierced clit. Violet quickly dressed into a slinky leather dress that fit snug over her curvaceous body. Hearing the front door open, Violet leaned over to the newly submissive Jenny."Don't forget, my dear. I can cause you great pain if you disobey." She could hear Jenny's muffled whines beneath the tight leather, but she nodded in agreement. Violet smiled, stroking the smooth layer of leather then darted downstairs.After half an hour, Violet appeared, leading somebody into the room. Jenny could see shapes, but no faces through the dark glass over her eyes. Her ears partially blocked, prevented her from recognizing voices well, though she could hear the conversation. It took only a few moments before the guest leaned close to examine his birthday gift. Jenny jumped when her step-father's face pushed toward hers to admire the bondage. "I hope you like her, Mr. Reed," Violet cooed as she watched him circle Jenny."You say she's a slave girl," he asked, amazed at the cruelty of her position."Yes, she is," Violet answered, "She was given to me awhile ago and I've trained her for you. I would like to offer her to you for awhile. Perhaps a month or so."Mr. Reed smiled as he took hold of Jenny's nipple ring and twisted lightly. "I would love to, Violet. But what would Jenny think?" Violet could see Jenny's body tense at the mention of her name, perhaps thinking she might be rescued yet. "I forgot to tell you. Jenny decided to attend summer school. She won't be back for three months." Mr. Reed smiled, not noticing Jenny give up for the last time. "Well, let's get started. She really loves to be fucked in the ass. And you probably want to whip her as well." Violet smiled as Mr. Reed took over. As she sat in the corner chair to watch, she could hear Jenny begin to whimper through the heavy gag as her step-father began with a hard smack to her ass.The EndI welcome any comments or questions. My ultimate goal is to produce a film from this story. Of course much of it would have to be faked! If any ladies are interested in participating, let me know! TS~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 66

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My wife Pam, her friend Arlene and some black dude were sleeping in my bed together as I watched on my hidden camera. I had put in some time ago because I had my suspicions. I was so upset at what I seen my wife doing, that I couldn't sleep. So now I saw my wife get up and head to the bathroom. She never even washed that fuckin' guys cum off or tried to do anything to keep from being knocked up by him. It seemed like she almost wanted to have the black guy's baby. She took a quick shower and came back to bed where her friend and the black were still sleeping and got between his legs and started licking and suck his cock, taking it deeper than she had mine. I couldn't believe my eyes! How could my sweet wife be turned into such a slut in such a short time? I wonder if she and Arlene maybe had been talking about things they wanted to try in the bedroom, or guys they would like to fuck. All I know is wife was giving head to some strange black guy and I think she had just fucked the night before and here she was fucking him with her mouth.I guess the guy's soft moans woke Arlene, because she rolled over and started watching Pam sucking that black cock. Arlene then put her hand on Pam's head, trying to speed her up and force her to take even more of that cock down her throat. Pam pulled away and turned to Arlene and said she didn't what him to cum in her mouth, not just yet, that she wanted to see if she could get that cock up her ass first. With that Arlene moved down Pam's body and spread my wife's ass checks and started licking my wife's asshole. It looked like she was trying to get her tongue in Pam's asshole making Pam push her ass back on Arlene's mouth. All this time I was wondering where Pam had learned about things like this. She wouldn't even let me leave the lights on when we made love and here she was trying to get her friend's tongue in her asshole and sucking on a stranger's cock... or I think he was a stranger.Then as I watch Pam gets up on all fours, still sucking that cock and said she was ready to give it a try. With that, Arlene said she wanted to watch up close, and got under Pam in a 69. The black dude got behind my wife and started slowly working that black meat into Pam's little asshole and Arlene sucking and licking my wife pussy from underneath, driving her on. It took a bit time and work but she had about half that cock in her. he stopped him saying to give her a minute that it hurt almost as much as when she lost her cherry, mean time Arlene had put a couple fingers in my wife's pussy and was slowly finder fucking her.Soon enough, my wife started moving her hips, trying to get more of that cock in her backdoor and it looked like Arlene was being soaked my Pam's pussy juice. I could see it running down her cheeks and into her hair and I am thinking, drown you fucking cunt, but my wife had ideas of her own, saying to the black dude to let her know when he was getting close to cumming. In a few minutes the asshole fucking my wife's ass said he was close and Pam pulled her ass off the dude's cock spun around grabbed it and forced it into Arlene's open mouth. As Pam pulled off I could see shit on the guy's dick and Arlene now had a cum and shit covered dick being forced down her throat. I started laughing at the look on Arlene's face, as there was nothing she could do about getting a shitty cock forced in her mouth. I was cheering Pam, yelling "Force her to drink your shit dear, she needs it for starting all of this," I then remembered what I saw and threw up thinking my marriage was over. Looking at the clock I saw it was 7:30 in the morning so I grabbed my cell phone and called but Pam saw the caller-ID and let it go to voice mail. I asked of everything was all right and could she please call me as soon as she got up and that I loved her more than life it's self. As she heard my voice mail being left she started yelling at those two to get the fuck out of her house and as she put it NOW, she when broke down crying her eyes out. Arlene wanted to at least wash her mouth out first but Pam said no just get out. About 10am Pam called me and said she needed to talk to me about something that happen but she didn't want to do it over the phone, she said she was a very bad girl and she needed to go to the church to see what they say about what happened. I asked her if she was all right and if she was hurt, but she just said that everyone was fine, but she said maybe I might be hurt. She said that she was sorry and starting to cry again. I told her that I would be home that night and I was sure whatever it was, that we could work it out, or fix it and not to worry. I told her again that she was the love of my life and that I was on my way. Pam said there was no need for me to come home early, that she was ok and we could talk about what happened when I got the job finished and that I was the love of her life as well... To be continued?

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Chapter TWENTY ONEIt seemed nothing would slow the pace of Bonnie and Cooper's new explorations; however life has a way of undermining the most exciting of events.While the girls were in Miami, Lamar was spending two weeks with Bonnie's parents in Tennessee. Grandpa Forrester was an outdoorsman and expert wood carver. This was Lamar's second extended visit to their home in near Cumberland Gap. Grandpa Forrester was very active with a sharp mind despite being almost eighty and loved to teach his grandchildren his carving skills. Lamar was, by several years, the youngest of his eighteen grandchildren and he loved having him visit. Grandma Forester was lean and hard as the oak flooring in their mountain home, but she was very visibly less active than she had been just a few years ago. In her heart Bonnie feared she was more ill than she admitted.Cooper's summer class ended on Friday and he spent the five days alone very busy preparing lectures for his three classes he would be teaching in the fall and researching and writing new material for the FFF.On Tuesday night the FFF had a board meeting in Augusta. Bonnie had sent the contribution records to the board treasurer before she left, but Cooper was bringing the donor list as well as the layout for a brochure for potential donors.After the opening parliamentary procedures were concluded the first issue was financial. The foundation now had assets of almost $120,000 due to donations both the art show and a steady stream of donations buy foundations and individuals. Amy also reported that she was in discussions with a private foundation that is considering a three year grant of $500,000 if she would provide them with a clear plan to use the money to further the FFF's stated mission.This much money and the potential grant meant the foundation needed full time staff and an office. After the board voted to make the office of Executive director a paid full time position, the job was offered to Amy. She accepted stating that she would resign her professorship and could begin mid-September. Bonnie's position was also made full time effective in the same date.Amy was authorized to take bids from advertising agencies for crafting a image building and marketing campaign.Cooper reported on the good reception that Bonnie had received in Florida and suggested that a first use of foundation funds be to support speaking engagements with grass roots organizations "I would suggest" he said "That although a media campaign will be useful, real cultural change will happen on a more personal level. Since we are trying to get sex out of the closet in general, we should reach out first to groups who will naturally welcome our message and not just swinger groups, if we package our message right, college groups, sexual rights groups and the more progressive mainline churches will be open to us. When my article was published in the Methodist Social Chronicle I received far more supportive responses than hostile ones.""So what are you suggesting?" Denise asked."A speaker's bureau: Beginning with those of us on the board who feel comfortable speaking to small groups. Presenting no differently than Bonnie did, the FFF message, the ask for them to support the FFF or better yet, we could create a society to which they can belong - The Finial Freedom Society- via the net we can create a community." Looking around at this group of distinguished professionals he implored "That's the way social change works, by first challenging the old ideas and nurturing new ones, one person at a time."Rev. Davidson, the Episcopalian Bishop agreed "He's right, the media campaign is important but people's hearts are changed by other people. Unfortunately, due to my position I can not do that kind of speaking; however, I can arrange for our speakers to have access to dozens of churches that are both open to our message and influential in their communities."After nearly an hour of further discussion it was agreed that a second non-profit, the Final Freedom Society would be formed and would be designed to be a community of like minded people. The meeting lasted until late and since Bonnie wasn't home he went home with Amy, her place was about thirty minutes from Augusta in rural South Carolina.It was a first for him, he and Bonnie had many times had a friend join them in bed, but it was different joining Amy and her husband Walt in their bed. Strange or not, he had not had sex in almost a week so he was more than ready to take turns with Walt doing Amy that night then again in the morning.All in all Cooper had enjoyed a very productive week with the family gone, but was looking forward to the noise and energy of his busy household. He was also busy packing up the camping gear. The plan was to go on Friday up to Bonnie's parents and then they would go up to the National Forest for a couple of days of primitive camping. He was looking forward to that, now the kids were older, camping was far more relaxing.The van full of very tired girls and women arrived after dark on Wednesday. They had dropped off all the girls but Misty and Sarah before they pulled up in front of the Campbell's house. The three moms and two daughters were surprising quite as they unloaded the van. He could tell by their eyes they were exhausted and so he did not ply them with questions. Marcy and Trisha pulled out and Bonnie collapsed in their bed.It was well past noon when mother and daughter finally lounged in the family room and began to tell their tales. They were still telling tales when they finished packing the rented van for their trip to Tennessee. And they were still adding details the next day when the Campbell family crossed the state line into Tennessee. At first it was unnerving to listen to his daughter describe in detail having sex, but after the first hour he relaxed and listened to what she was saying. She was simply telling her dad about the fun she'd had; she was not embarrassed or shy that that fun was sexual in nature. He slowly accepted she was no longer a child and this was her life now, a life she wanted to share with him. Listening to her on the trip to grandma's he accepted all that and after that day her sexual activity never made him uncomfortable again (well, not enough to make him sick).Though they could see Grandma was not the energetic self she once was, they did not comprehend that when they left the old house on Saturday that it would be the last time they spoke to her. On Wednesday when they left the campsite deep in the mountains, to get some fresh ice in town Bonnie's cell phone received a message from the day before that her mother had been taken to the hospital. After several frantic calls she contacted one of her sisters and found that her mother was in a coma, having suffered a stroke.All other family and social plans were shelved. For a week she stayed with her sisters round the clock until the next Tuesday their mother passed.Bonnie's mother had always been a hard person, aloof and emotionally unavailable. As such her death was not as hard on Bonnie as it might have been in other circumstances. Her concern was her father, to whom she had always been very close. In all she stayed at the old home place for a over full month. As the new FFF office was under construction until the end of September, with the help of Trisha back in Georgia, she could do her work from Tennessee until then. She had not realized that her parents had not slept in the same bed for years until as she was packing up her mothers cloths she found that nearly all of them were in the dresser of what she thought was an unused bedroom. Since her dad never commented on the reason her mother evidently lived in another room, she did not bring it up. She had attributed the fact that he was not overly distraught to the mountain stoic ethic, but now she wondered what was left of their relationship.One thing that had survived was clearly a division of chores. Though her father was an exceptionally industrious man, he was simply unprepared for simple household tasks that had been performed by Mama for the past fifty three years. Things such as cooking meals and cleaning the bathroom were totally foreign to him. Bonnie took up these duties but the week before she left Tennessee to go back to work, she arranged for a neighbor woman to help out two each days each week with domestic tasks.All the while she had been in Tennessee a sore throat had been nagging her but it was getting progressively worse. She finally broke down and went to a local clinic rather than waiting to go to her regular Doctor. As it turned out she was glad she chose to deal with it away from home.The young female doctor examined her throat and sent a nurse in to take a swab, that almost gagged Bonnie. After a short wait the doctor returned and asked a peculiar question. "How many men have you had oral sex with over the last three months?"Bonnie was mortified by the question, and by the fact that she did not immediately know the answer.The young physician continued "Well really we only need to know those men with whom you did not use a condom, you see you have Pharyngeal Gonorrhea, or gonorrhea of the throat and we need to make a report to the Department of Health."Bonnie's mind reeled as she took in this information. Not only did she have to mentally count the penis's she'd sucked, she really didn't know any of them by more than first names. So she did what most people do when caught in a very embarrassing spot, she lied. "My husband Cooper, and at a party in New York I did a guy named Jim, but I don't know his last name." She declined to list the half dozen others she had done in Florida out of embarrassment. "And when was that?""The first week in July.""Yes, that is consistent with the progression I saw in your throat. I'll need to give you a vaginal test as well, so if you could slip out of your pants." She said as she pulled the latex gloves on her hands.Her head was swimming when she left the clinic with a bottle of antibiotics in hand."Trisha" she said into her cell, tears wetting the hand set as she sat in her car."What's wrong?""I have gonorrhea! Gonorrhea of the throat, I've got VD."After a moment Trisha responded "I think it's called STD now, but it's easily cured isn't it?""Yea, that's not the point. You and Marcy need to get tested. I could have given it to you, or you could have given it to me. We haven't' been living with the rules we set up for the kids and now I've got the clap."Again the period of silence "OK, do you want to call Marcy or do you want me to?""Can you" Bonnie asked "I've got to call Cooper" then she thought "Maybe he gave it to me.... and you."Bonnie couldn't reach Cooper. When she arrived back at the family homestead she just sat in the car for the longest time. In her father's dirt drive was the car of Stella, the woman who was helping her dad. She was still so embarrassed she wanted to just disappear so she quietly slipped into the house hoping not to see that woman. She headed through the living room into the bedroom in which she was staying.At first the house was completely quiet. She assumed her dad must be taking a nap, but wondered why she didn't hear the neighbor lady. Suddenly she heard the sound of bed springs squeaking from behind her dad's door. In this old house everything made noise and she remembered she could always hear if her parents were getting out of bed because the loud squeaking of the old box springs. She stopped in her tracks when two new pieces of information resonated in her brain. On the couch was a large purse, just like the one the neighbor lady carried and the sound of squeaking was coming in a rhythmic pattern. A pattern she had never heard coming from her parent's room in all her years growing up there: the squeaking sound of an old bed being used for sex. She stood frozen listening first to the squeak, squeak, squeak of the box springs, then the addition of the tap tap tap of the four-poster bed hitting the wall. Momentary she was appalled at her dad doing this so soon after her mom had died, then the obvious occurred to her. She knew her father was not the strict church person her mom was, and if they had not shared a bed in years, did she really think her dad would be celibate. Of course not! She clearly remembered his flirtatious ways with women and had on occasion speculated that he might not be completely faithful to her mom, but now listening to him rutting a woman that was a good twenty years younger than he. Standing, listening to minute by minute progress of the rhythm droning on from behind the door she began to understand. It was her father who had recommended Stella, a reasonably attractive divorcee in her mid-50's come over and help him. Why hadn't she picked up on the fact they appeared to be good friends the first time she came over.The sounds stopped. Then she could hear the springs squeak as bodies moved around the bed, then again the regular squeaks resumed, only slightly slower this time. Bonnie was now a bit impressed by her seventy two year old dad's stamina. She smiled and crept to the bathroom. Opening the medicine cabinet she looked at the labels and sure enough one of the bottles was labeled Viagra. She couldn't help laughing out loud. Her mood of despair had lifted.She debated leaving the house but decided to practice what she preached. With the sounds still emanating from the closed door, she switched on the TV. The sounds from the room instantly stopped. She heard someone exit the bed and footsteps approach the door. The door opened slightly and her fathers face peers out. She looked over at him with a broad smile and before he could speak she said "Oh, I didn't mean to bother you guys. Here, I'll turn this off till your done."He just looked a bit befuddled before a look of understanding came over his face. He said "That's OK, you can watch TV," and he shut the door.It was quiet for a long time, then she could just hear the squeaks for a while, but slowly they and the wall taps returned for a less than a minute then the sounds quit again. Bonnie decided to give Stella a break, so she went to take a shower when she heard someone get out of the bed.Coming out of the shower she found her dad had gone out to his wood-shop behind the house. Though the incident was not directly mentioned before she left, two days later when Stella arrived she told her father "Dad, I'm running into town for some groceries. I'll be gone for about an hour." Then she winked and said "Have fun."His face crinkled up into a wry grin, but he said nothing.***Cooper filled as much of the void created by Bonnie' absence keeping track of all the things that Bonnie did on a day to day basis without his awareness: washing clothes, cleaning and fixing meals. The house that had been so busy with guests for months became quite. Family friends dropped by but it was subdued and very conservative by their standards. With out even mentioning it the family once again donned swim suites for the few times they used the pool in those weeks after Grandma's death.While the Campbell's life was consumed by the passing of Grandmother, the world around them continued on. Soon those event's would take on a life of their own. Bonnie, who had been so careful to control the pace of things, had already lost that control but it would be some time before she realized it.For one, The Euro Club was not idle. By the end of the Miami trip, Sarah and Katie were full members of the club. In a frantic round of calls searching for a new hang-out while the Campbell family was in mourning, Sarah offered her place. It didn't have a pool, but the hot tub was well appreciated and most importantly, they knew Mrs. Kelly would not object to the club's habits.School had started on August 29th, two weeks after the girls returned from the beach and two weeks before Bonnie returned from Tennessee. Misty and Lamar didn't arrive home from Tennessee until noon the day before school. It all seemed so rushed and with Bonnie out of town, Cooper worked feverously to get it everything done.Dropping the kids at home he rushed up to the high school to get them registered. One of the benefits of living in the rural south was that in times of grief the whole community helped out. Though he missed the appointed time to register them, the school secretary already knew of their loss and allowed him to register them contrary to the posted times.After spending over an hour at the high school, he picked up Misty and Lamar back up and drove them to the mall in Macon to buy school clothes. By the time they made it home it was well past dark and Cooper collapsed in the bed fully clothed.Though he was dragging the next morning, the kids were ready to go. Jefferson Davis High, though a rural school was not small. As one of only two high schools in Hancock County it had almost two thousand students. In a school that size most students moved through the halls in relative anonymity. Misty, however, was no longer one of those anonymous faces. It was not that she was a senior or the fact she had been named Photo Editor of the school newspaper and yearbook that made her a face nearly everyone knew. Her nude beach photos from the previous year were still passed around the locker rooms and now the end of school party had taken on legendary status, even though fewer than one in four seniors had actually come.Passing through the halls that first hour she hardly passed a person who didn't say "Hi Misty" or something similar as well as many sexual innuendos from guys she did not know. She just brushed them off.The Euro Club girls all forwarded condolences about her grandmother and asked if they could help.Several of her teachers paused at her name as they checked their rolls. Clearly she had a reputation that extended beyond the ranks of the students. She had heard, through Ms. Kelly, that her appointment as photo editor had been challenged by one of the vice-principals on "moral" grounds. It was only through the insistence of Mrs. Maybree, the photo teacher and Mr. Truman the publications teacher that she was allowed to be editor. Already the protectors of morality were beginning to see Misty as a threat.At their lunch table the original Euro Club girls were joined by there boyfriends and a new group of younger girls including Katie, Sara and several girls that Misty didn't know by name.Misty set down her tray next to Keli as she was asking Caitlin "Do you think that was you?""I don't know you'll need to tell me more about the pics. Caitlin answered "then shifting tone she looked at Misty "How's your mom doing?""Thanks for asking" Misty responded "She's up with my Grand-Dad. She's OK, she had never been real close with her mom, but she and her dad are tight and she's worried about him. They had been married like forever.""Let her know we're all thinking about her," Caitlin continued."From me too," Keli said, followed by the others at the table."I hope your mom knows how much we all appreciate her" Kelli told Misty "She's like the mom we all wished we had.""Yea, I think she does," Misty replied. "What were you talking about when I got here?""Well" Haley offered "You know that Jeannette, Hope, Tyler Rice, and John Paul Anderson have been a regular foursome for about a month?"Misty shook her head, "No, I didn't. Yea, I knew they were all messing around together but their like a double couple now?"From further down the table a newly arrived Jeannette and Tyler "Yea, we love it." And beside her Tyler added "But we're not like Devin and Gregg."Haley swiveled and seeing Tyler at the end to the long table said "Come down here and tell us what you saw on that web site." Jeannette pulled him down to the center of the table and he began by saying "Well, see John Paul and I was online last night and we checked out the Voyeur Web site, a place where people post pics they took in public. So, we're just flipping through when we see a post from Miami Beach - we'll we open it up and the story says this guy saw a group girls hanging out all day and he took these pics with a hidden camera. Now the pics weren't too good but I could swear I could recognize Caitlin and Haley, but what threw us was that we didn't recognize the other two girls at all."When he finished they all looked at Misty who asked "Was one of the girls you didn't recognize asian?""Yea.""That was Mindy, so those pics are probability us. Are you sure you didn't see me or the others?""Maybe, but Caitlin and Haley were the only two we could clearly see the face.""Well, keep looking. I saw guys taking our picture from a distance just about every day, I guess that's why they're not too clear. My guess is they will be popping up all over the net now. Just do me a favor and email me any web addresses you find us."His face looked taken aback "Sure" and he began moving to his seat and she added "Go ahead and help the club's image by getting those addresses around – no, not all of them, just the ones with good photos, don't want anyone to forget the Euro Club."After that the table broke into a number of separate conversations. Caitlin looked over to Misty, a little pale. "I guess I didn't realize we'd be out there for everyone to see." "After my pics came out on the net I thought you'd know we would." "Not really. The pics you had posted you knew they guys were taking.""And you didn't see the guys with cameras at the beach?""No, well, yea, but I didn't think they were taking pictures of us." Caitlin said flabbergasted "I just hope my mom doesn't hear about them." Then she added "But it's not like she can play 'Miss High and Mighty' Christian since her boyfriend seems to have lived in our house the whole time while I was in Miami. I even found his underwear in our laundry. Gross!"Haley put in "Well he'd be more likely to find them than your mom. I remember what a perv he is looking at us.""GROSS!" Caitlin exclaimed "I would die if he sees them." Then she paused and looked at Haley seriously "Do you think he is looking at me like that?""Can you be that dense, yea! Remember last New Year's Eve at your place. We all were sitting around in our night shirts. He kept trying to get a peek at all of us, including you. Then he leaves the door open so we could hear them doing it. He's a pervert, don't you see?"From down the table a voice said, "All guys are perverts."Caitlin thought for a minute then said, "Yea, I remember that night, but to be fair I've never seen him drunk since then and I've only caught him looking at my boobs a couple of times since then and that was in the summer when I was wearing a tank top without a bra." She thought then added "And other than that night they have been very discreet about sex. I think they don't know I can hear what they are doing anyway. They don't even hold hands at church, and I've only seen them kiss a few times. I'm guessing they usually do it at his place before she comes home. Come on she's not on the pill for nothing."Haley pointed out "Are they still talking about getting married?" "Yea, in the spring.""Well that means you'll only have to put up with him for a few months before you go off to college.""I might just move in with my Dad and step-mom. She's a bitch but I won't have to worry about her peeping me."The group laughed then Haley said "Well I sure hope the pictures on the net make me look good." Looking over at Misty, "Your naked pics made you a real sex goddess around here and I want my chance in the spotlight.""Well the pics I took of you are great." Misty said then added with a sly grin "and who knows who might hack my computer and sell them to the same site that posted my pics in the spring?"Caitlin said "You wouldn't?""Well, it's like this I'm going to burn a CD of the best beach pics to give to everyone who went. Well, no of the sexual ones, and none of people who don't want their photos seen, but there are plenty of good ones besides. I can't imagine some those pics will find their way to the web, so you need to decide if you want your photos on the disk.""As long as they make me look good," Haley said."I'll want to see them first," Caitlin said."Yea, so do I," Haley agreed.And that is how the Euro club and their boyfriends scooped the adults by having a picture showing party and orgy before the adults did.By 4:00 that afternoon, the Campbell family room had over a dozen High Schoolers lounged out waiting as Misty still worked behind the closed doors of the study burning the three hundred or so photos of their trip to a DVD. Cooper would not be home from work for some time and Bonnie was still in Tennessee, so the kids had the house to their selves.All eleven of the original Euro Club members were present as were five boyfriends and two would be members who came with Jeannette. As Sarah's mother had been at school it was not a problem getting her OK to ride with Misty to the Campbell. Thus the only teen participant from the trip not present was Katie. Uninvited, but present were Lamar and Byron.Though she had already created a set of photos that eliminated all the fuzzy or unfaltering photos and the photos of herself she was going to sell to the web site she quickly copied the photos to a new file and as quickly as she could deleted all the nude photos of Sarah's mom out of concern for her job. The vast majority of the photos were outdoors but she did have the photos she had taken of the moms and the two Swiss men and then one night they had passed around the camera taking photos of each other having sex, from those shots she excised all those clearly showing Katie having sex: she asked Sarah to not let Misty share any of those photos with the boys. That is why the group had to wait until quarter to five for Misty to emerge with two disks.Seating was at a premium so in addition to her brother and Byron flanking Sarah on the couch, Cody and Haley were squeezed in as well. She almost demanded her brother and his friend leave, but then decided not to make a scene which would look like she didn't believe in the free love doctrine the Euro Club preached.She held up one disk, "This disk has nearly all the photos on it as it has a couple of dozen photos of us messing around in the house with the guys we met, it is probability illegal since most of us were minors when the photos were shot, so I can't give you copies of those pics. I don't want us to get arrested." Then she held up the second disk. "This is the disk I'll give to everyone who whet to Miami with us. It only has pictures that, according to what my dad said his lawyer said, would be legal. The only topless or naked pics are at a public beach and are no sex pics."Several guys moaned in disappointment."I'm not saying your parents would approve but they are legal." After the laughter she loaded the first DVD into the player. The first photo loaded onto the big screen TV was from the inside of the van of Haley and Caitlin making faces. The different girls began to narrate about the fun they had on the road. After the third photo of just silly antics from the trip the boys began to grouse "Get to the good stuff" and "Dull, we've been duped into watching this?"Misty, rather testily replied "If you don't want to see our pics, your free to leave." After which several of the girls seconded her opinion.After quelling the boys, the slide show continued. It took a full half hour before the first bit if skin appeared. The girls were having a great time talking about the shopping and the people they met and everything but naked bodies. The photos were in chronological order and the first day Misty hadn't taken her camera to their trip to South Beach. Cody, Todd and John Paul had resorted to scrounging the kitchen for food when they heard Gregg and Devin calling them back to see.On the big screen the photos were Misty, Sarah and Haley standing in front of the Havisau beach sign in their sarongs.Haley narrated "Trisha and . uh. Mrs. C's friend went with Caitlin and Katie back to SoBe to meet some Swiss guys but Mrs. C took us to this beach about ten minutes away." Though all the girls knew the third adult was Mrs. Kelly, Sarah's mom and the school's drama teacher, they had agreed to tell the guys that the third adult woman was a friend of Mrs. C's from Atlanta.Misty pushed the button on the remote to advance the photo. It was the same photo but the sarongs were gone and they stood in the buff beside the sign."Wow!" Gregg said.Haley continued by describing the skate board boys starring at them and then several photos of them nude on the broad white beach. Misty stopped at a group photo with Rock, the hunky stripper they'd met. After moving through a few more from the nude beach there was a visible gasp from a couple girls. On the big screen appeared the first of the photos that Bonnie had taken of Sarah's mom and Byron's mom making it with the two Swiss men in the upstairs bedroom. It wasn't actually the first photo in the series, but it was the first in which Marcy's face wasn't visible.On the screen he could see the back of Marcy Kelly's nearly nude body as she bent over obviously giving him head. The next photo was similar except Marcy was now completely nude and the camera had a full view of her baby smooth labia, with the small pink lips on display."Your mom's friend is hot," Michael said to Misty. "A full ass with a smoothly shaved pussy. Just the way I like it."Iris, sitting next to him elbowed him hard "That's someone's mother you're talking about.""It's a mother I'd love to fuck then," he retorted."Rather than me?" Iris demanded."I promise I got enough for you both" He said plenty loud enough for all to hear. He got heckled for his efforts.The next photo was of the same woman on her back with the man on top, penis buried between the slick labial lips.A few more followed of Trisha riding on top of the other man, with the friend of Mrs. C out of focus in the background.Several comments from the guys to Byron about his mom's great tits followed by several more tasteful comments about how pretty his mom was from the girls.A photo of Trisha sitting up-right on the man with her hands on her breasts was followed by an identical photo except the focus had shifted from Trisha in the foreground. In the background, still in focus was Mrs. C's friend, her face screwed up in ecstasy as she was clearly climaxing."That's Mrs. Kelly from school!" Devin and Gregg said almost simultaneously. Both knew her very well from their drama classes.Misty quickly went to the next frame, but the guys insisted she move it back. She looked over to Sarah who said, "Might as well, they know now."Misty brought back the photo of Marcy. "I thought I'd taken out all the pics where you could see her face. Guys, listen to me. If the school finds out that Sarah's mom did all this stuff, she'll loose her job for sure, so no one and I mean no one outside this room can know she went with us. You guys get it?"Cody said "No problem, but we want to see the pics we missed." That request took Misty by surprise. She again looked over to Sarah who shrugged her shoulders."If they don't let it get to the school, Mom won't care." She paused then rephrased "Mom will care if she thinks you guys in her class are sniggering at her behind her back."Gregg and Devin assured her they would not and Iris added "And you can tell your mom that my boyfriend here has the hots for her now.""So do I get the un-edited disk?" Misty asked Sarah."Yea, go ahead"It took just a minute for Misty to retrieve the disk from the study. On the way she noticed for the first time that Keli had her hand inside Cody's fly. It's wasn't a big deal, but she note that Sarah was watching the busy hand as she had her own hands on Byron and Lamar's thighs. Then looking past the couch where Jeannette, Hope Tyler and John Paul were sitting in chairs pulled out from the kitchen she expected but failed to see any similar action from the foursome. Opening the new disk, she skipped to the photos Mrs. C had taken of Marcy (Mrs. Kelly) and Trisha undressing for the gentlemen from Switzerland. She went through he photos with out narration as they guys made comments about Mrs. Kelly until she came to the first of the photos she had taken."Here is where Sarah and I came in the room. They were so into it all they didn't even notice were there until I asked my mom a question." On the screen in the foreground both Mrs. C and Trisha rode one guy and in the background Mrs. Kelly was taking it doggie style from the other."Of course this wasn't the first time I've seen my mom doing it" Misty saidSamuel pointed out "And she's seen us doing it up close, and I can assure you she liked to watch as much as I do."Haley gave him a whack, but he continued "and in just five weeks she's giving me that pussy as a birthday present"Haley again hit her boyfriend.Sarah added "I'd never seen my mom doing it before. We could hear the sounds coming up the stairs, and I kinda knew what we'd see, but it was a bit overwhelming"Bonnie picked up "You guys know I've seen my mom doing it before, but this was seriously hot."Sarah agreed, "Before we went upstairs Misty and I had been messing around for a long time and when we walked in there was my mom taking it like a horny cheerleader. I just couldn't tear my eyes away. I almost came just watching."With only a little narration a couple of dozen photos of the three moms, mostly shot from outside the room using the doorway as a frame. Abruptly the photos changed to Misty, wearing nothing but the strap-on dildo hovering over Sarah, nude with legs spread, waiting to be impaled by the black and white candy striped dildo. Several of the guys hooted saying things like "Lesbo action" and Devin said "My dick would feel better than that"Misty defending her skills said "I've had your dick in me and I am quite sure I'm better than you". This was followed by a chorus of heckling."I took these" Haley piped up as the photo changed to one with the dildo fully inserted into Sara "Notice that these nasty girls keep watching their mothers to their right.""You girls are bad" Gregg "That's why we love you so much."The photos bounced between more of the moms shot through the doorway and their daughter's, up close. Later it was agreed by all that the most amazing shots of all were a couple that showed in the foreground Sarah sitting upright on Misty's face while in the background, through the doorway, smaller and slightly out of focus, could be seen Sarah's mom doing Misty's mom in the same position looking toward the camera at Sarah."Wow, did you guys plan that one?"Misty denied it by saying "I was on the bottom, so I couldn't see anything" she looked over to the couch were Sarah sat. Keli, squished on the left side of the couch now had Cody's penis out of his pants and wrapped in her fist. Sarah, evidently taking up the cue had a hand in Byron's pant's and while Lamar had his hand in her shirt kneading her left breast. She knew her parents wouldn't approve, but she wasn't his mother and was not about press the issue.Sarah, turned in her seat to see the others, witch disengage her from both boys began her narration "I didn't take the picture, but I'll freely admit it was getting me off to watch my mom do both those Swiss guys, and then with Mrs. C. When the second guy was done Mom sat up on Mrs. C's face and so I decided to imitate her and sat up on Misty. We watched each other and while Misty got me off over and over." She looked to Misty, "Are there any more like this?"Misty pushed the remote and a second similar photo came up from an angle only showing Misty and Sarah - with Sarah's face skewed up, apparently in climax. "Yea this was one of many big O's" Sarah said.The next photo was of her mom also in apparent climax. Sarah narrated, "Yea, mom also got off big time. She said she came like ten times with Mrs. C. and I wasn't far behind with Misty."The frames continued through mother and daughter going down on the other mother and daughter before jumping to South Beach where Misty continued the narration."Now this is the world famous South Beach, or as the locals sometimes say SoBe." Misty said "I've never seen so many hot guys in one place. And it was so cool, this was like just the regular hang out for our age. The nude beach was mostly people more like our mom's age, but SoBe was, like, the teen hang out. And as you can see, thongs and topless was like, no big deal."Haley continued "I want to move to Miami - I could spend all day every day on South Beach." On the screen was a photo, evidently shot by the moms, of Misty, Haley and Caitlin with a several of the guys and girls they had met at the beach"Caitlin took up the narration "These were the guys and girls we hung around with most of the week." She moved from the back of the room to point out each person on the big screen "That is Red, Drew, Josh, Franklin, Angie and Mindy with us. They all just graduated and rented a house in Miami for the summer."Keli offered "We should think about that for next summer" for which she received several seconds.The photos moved forward showing many pics taken over several days at the beach of the girls, their friends and the moms. In nearly all the females wore noting but thongs. This slowed down the show as again as the girls told many side stories about their times at the beach and the people they'd met.After the photos taken of the moms showing off their party outfits on a main shopping street, Haley paraphrased what the moms had told them of what had happened at the party. After which Devin added "I've always liked Mrs. Kelly, now I'm positively in love with her." Predictably Iris once again elbowed him for his comment.Jumping from the shots on the street next photo was a photo taken in the house; a rear view of two girls being fucked missionary style by two guys."It's hot, but who is it?" Tyler inquired.Sarah had just said "It's me and ...Ka.... and." Then she looked over to Misty "You were supposed to take out those of her""I had checked and none of the sex pics show her face. If you hadn't have just given up who it was they wouldn't have known.""Who is it?" one of the guys persisted? "She didn't tell us her name.""And she's not going to!" Misty replied firmly "And don't ask again.""Ooops" Sarah responded then after a short pause "Well, it's us with these two guys we met on the beach." when the next frame showed them from a different angle where Sarah's faces were visible. "and as you can see I'm ambisextrous.""Ambisextrous?" Hope asked."Yea I do guys and girls equally well." She responded with a perky tone which got another round of comments."We'll have to add that word to the Euro Club web site." Keli added After a few more of Sarah and Katie getting laid, was the first of almost a dozen that Misty had taken of Caitlin with Stephen and Red in the mom's bedroom."Comments Caitlin?" Misty asked."No, it was fun, but it was just sex."Haley prodded her as Misty advanced through a dozen photos "Come on, you got more to say than that.""OK" Caitlin added "It was great sex and we did it for like two hours."After her second comment there were only a couple of pics of her before the first photos of Haley with a penis buried in her cleft filled the big screen, Misty swiveled to her right on the love seat where Haley and Gregg shared the space with her. Seeing only smiles from them she flipped through the next few frames of Haley first having sex with one guy then with two."Do I have the hottest girlfriend in the world or what?" Gregg exclaimed."You better not agree" Hope said to the guys beside her.The next thirty or so photos were all explicit sex shots. All featured Haley having sex with individuals and combinations of guys and girls.Keli commented "You were busy."Haley answered "Yea, it was pretty crazy, but I was having a great time."Iris added "I think I see a budding porno star."Haley answered by saying "I turn 18 September 8th."Finally came three photos of Misty. Each with a different guy doing her."So you were more than the photographer," Iris said."Oh yea, Haley didn't have a thing on me that night, It's just no one else wanted to mess with the camera much."The photos of the entire group on the nude beach the next day and then the photos from the snorkeling cruise seemed a little anticlimactic, but the girls again moved into narrative mode."Who took that one?" Keli asked as a group photo from the nude beach had all five girls and the three moms posing at water's edge.Sarah answered "Remember the pictures of Katie and I with the two guys we met, well they came by for a while and they took that picture for us."By the time Misty turned off the TV It was past six."Wow, those were amazing" Gregg said before nearly everyone else shared the same sentiment.It had been another long day for Cooper and when he saw the two cars still in front of the house he was not too surprised. He was glad to see Trisha was here, maybe she'd made some diner. And he also recognized Keli's lime green beetle. He was glad to see the kids getting back with their friends after the ordeal with the death of their grandmother.Dropping his brief case at the door of the study he was indeed greeted by the wonderful smells of dinner and Trisha's smiling face. Maybe it was the fact he'd been almost celibate for nearly a month, but she looked hot. His eyes naturally landed on her chest. She wore a light gingham halter that tied just below her very full bust. As no buttons were done, more of her soft fleshy breasts spilled out the front than Bonnie even had. The extremely low rise white jeans would have been called hip huggers in the old days, were low enough to both show off her dark tan and her surprisingly flat stomach. Not that she was a hard body, clearly she as a size 8 at the hips but her stomach, was much smaller and flatter than her recalled last time he'd seen her nude."You look great" he heard himself gush as he felt his penis begin to stir.She smiled broadly, waiting to let him take in her carefully planned appearance before coyly answering, "Thank you.""I mean really great. Have you been working out?""Glad you noticed. I joined the Georgia Gold Gym during the summer. I've lost twelve pounds and have toned quite a lot" then she struck a body building pose "And you should see me naked, it's even better"His penis now made a tent in his dress slacks. "So, take it off""Sorry Cooper, your too late. It's now past seven, by the time we get the kids fed and this mess cleaned It will be past time to get Byron home." She turned to go back into the kitchen. "If you can get the kids I'll get the food out."Let down, Cooper reached down and adjusted himself in his pants as he went to the bedroom to kick off his work shoes. He was surprised to see the bed neatly made up, since Bonnie was out of town it had not been made once. He assumed Trisha had done it.Walking to the kid's wing he now noticed how neat and clean it all was. "Trisha has been busy" he thought. "I owe her one."They ate in the dinning room because the breakfast table only sat four and with Trisha, Byron and Keli there were six. The kids talked at length about their first day back."Well the Euro Club is now famous." Keli told the group "The end of they year party has now reached mythic proportions.""If all the people who claimed to have come really did we would have had like three times as many people" Misty continued"Yea" Byron added "I heard a guy in my grade telling how he saw all the Euro Club girls swimming topless.""We are nearly legends and I had several girls ask me to join the group."Keli countered by saying "The down side is we also have heard that a bunch of kids have been banned from coming over here by their parents.""And the prep girls were pretty nasty today, but that's old news," Misty added.Cooper felt a need to point out "Of course a lot of this is due to the photos that were on the web last year. To be fair naked photos of a girl in the school was pretty provocative."Lamar burst out with, "And wait till people see the pics you showed your friends today!"Cooper, who knew nothing of the teens coming over asked "Did I miss something? Who was over and what photos did you show them?""Just the Euro Club girls and some of their boyfriends" Misty said calmly, though Cooper could tell she was apprehensive about this subject so he decided to push this."How many kids were over?""I don't know, ten or twelve."Trisha cut in "I counted fifteen, not including Byron and Lamar."Cooper looked over to Trisha "So you were over, well that's OK then.""No" she said "I didn't come over till later when they had been at the pool for a while. I recognized most of the girls but there were at least two that I'd never seen before."Misty, now clearly rattled quickly cut in "That was Patty Schultz and her uh... friend...""Jo Lynn," Keli offered."Yea, Jo Lynn Price; she's Megan's cousin." Misty continued speaking very fast. Cooper could tell she was trying to change the subject but let her go on anyway, "Not that Jo Lynn is anything like Megan. You know Megan is a real prep, all about the right clothes and the right make-up and stuff. But Jo Lynn and Patty are like total nerds. Not that nerds are bad, but they don't seem to care to fit in. They both play the violin like really good. They both made All-County but Patty is like super great. She has been on the All-State Orchestra since she was a freshman."Trisha, clearly listening asked "But while was she here, she was busy out at the pool, but not playing the violin."Misty commented "Yea, she's become quite the sex fiend, but we didn't do that to her. She got that this spring in Europe."Cooper didn't miss this hint as to the goings on at the pool, but was not ready to butt in yet.Misty looked over to Keli, "You explain, I don't know a lot."Keli took over "Now I got this from Jeannette who asked if she could come over and see the pics, so I might not have all the details right. Last fall Jo Lynn won a violin contest so she was invited to go to Italy and go to this special music school for the spring semester. Like Misty said, she was a total frump, even through she's could be attractive she just dressed so bad and she was so absorbed into her music thing she's never had a boyfriend, and from what Jeannette said she's never even been on a real date, never been to the beach, never done anything social.""Well, according to Jeannette, at this school the kids are just wild. They come from all these countries that don't think teen sex is any big deal, so the dorm was co-ed. I don't mean girls rooms and guys rooms are on the same hall, I mean things like there was only one big bathroom and the shower room is used by both guys and girls. And they don't assign roommates based on gender, they assign them based on the instrument they play. So, as it happened, little conservative Jo Lynn had a guy from Romania for a room mate. If you can imagine this, a girl who had never worn anything but a one piece bathing suit and had certainly never seen a naked guy under any circumstance finds herself rooming with a guy who, get this, sleeps in the buff.""No, not really," Trisha said. "What did she do?""Like I said, her music is her world so she either had to give up this opportunity or just put up with it and she wasn't about to give up this opportunity. For the first weeks she was able to change quickly when he was out of the room and take showers late at night, but after being mortified a few times when guys would show up in the shower room when she was there she just gave up and went with the flow.""Did she and roommate become lovers?""Well, as I understand it they did do it a few times together before she left Italy, but he preferred guys to girls. Just as she was beginning to not die of embarrassment when her roommate would walk around the room nude, she is awakened one night by racket from her roommate's bed. What did she find but her roommate on all fours being fucked by another guy.""I didn't hear that part" Misty said."This part I know I got right because Cody asked her and she told him with me there. The guy doing her roommate she said was the hottest guy in the dorm. He was from Rome and he was a total hunk and totally bi. She'd had a crush on him from the first day and so she wakes up to see him naked fucking her roommate. She was totally embarrassed but couldn't stop watching. When they finally finished the hunky guy doesn't go back to his room. When she wakes up there he is sitting on the side of HER bed still completely nude. She is just petrified and then he asks her if she liked watching. She couldn't speak she was so shocked then he tell her, "Tonight we make love and he watches. Yes?' now remember she's not only a virgin, she's never even made out with a guy. But I was surprised when she just casually tells Cody that she has been masturbating regularly since she was twelve and has used all sorts of household objects as pretend penises. While watching this guy fuck her roommate she had already decide she wanted to loose her virginity to him. So when he says "Yes?" she nods yes. That whole day her playing was terrible because all she could think of was what was going to happen. I didn't hear the rest because you asked me to help you get some drinks for everyone.""You should have told me to wait," Misty said."You were rather insistent." Trisha wanted to know, "But what happened?" "I missed the details but she did have sex with him while her roomy watched and by the time she came home she was acting like us, from what Jeannette said the of the 30 guys and girls in the program she had at least had oral sex with all but two, and she got completely used to being naked both in the dorm and at the local beaches, which all allow nudity. So then in June she comes back to Georgia where she can't do any of that stuff. At first she didn't tell anyone but finally she tells Jo Lynn who as it turns out, has been wanting to experiment sexually with her for the past year but was afraid Patty would freak out. So Jo Lynn and Patty become lovers and then Jo Lynn, whom Jeannette has told about the things she has done with us, tells Jeannette that she and Patty were doing it now and that she and Patty would like to meet our crew. So the joined up at the lunch table today and got invited to see the pictures."All that teen speed talk had Cooper's head spinnned, but he was focused no one thing "What pictures did you show them?""Just the beach pics" Misty said off handedlyLamar added "And the pics of Misty and her friends and our moms doing it all to each other and a bunch of guys in the house they rented."Byron blurted "They were the hottest pics ever."Cooper looked at Misty and firmly asked "Did you show photos of underage kids having sex?"Misty looked down.Cooper continued "Young lady, you know your mother and I are very, very permissive, but you know that is not OK. It's illegal don't' you understand that?"In a quite voice she said, "Yes.""And, did you show photos of Mrs. Kelly having sex also?""Yes, but that was an accident. I didn't mean to show any pics that they could see her face.""Accident or not, don't you realize she will loose her job if just one of your friends tells the wrong person. You weren't using good judgment girl.""Sorry Dad," she said quietly.He knew he had made his point and she was clearly hurt, so he thought he'd take some of the sting out. "So did you friends like the photos?"Misty perked up "Oh yea, if I say so my-self, they were amazing."After Keli had seconded it, "I'm glad you had a good time and your friends liked them, but after dinner, you have got to erase all the photos showing underage people having sex. All of them.""OK.""You'll be 18 in March, after that you can take all the photos you want and show them to the world, but until then no more photos. OK.""OK.""...and that goes for you too" he said to Keli""Talking about photography" Cooper said to change the subject "How'd your first day as photo editor go?"This perked Misty up and she said "It's going to be great. We had a meeting today with the whole publications team. Keli is the Yearbook Copy Editor so she was there, so was Tommy Francis, he's the Newspaper Editor""Even though we no longer have a actual news paper" Keli interjected "It's online, but he's still called the news paper editor and according to him that is even more difficult to do than the old fashioned kind. And... he's a total hunk and I've herd he is hung like a horse.""Oh yea" Misty agreed "If I could get him naked I'd ride him until dawn."Cooper did not like this line of talk. He looked over to Trisha/ "That reminds me, what did you see going on at the pool.""Nothing much, just a bunch of nice looking kids having a good time" She said with a smile "I love the windows in the kitchen, I had a great view. It is amazing the energy and staying power of young guys. I guess I'd forgotten since my collage days." She looked at Keli, "I mean I watched your boy friend Cody, he hardly softened the whole time, even though you guys had clearly been at it for a while when I got her and I saw him take off a filled condom and put on a new one three times.""Yea, he's really good like that." Keli said "Why do you think I keep him around. He can do all my friends and still have plenty for me""When you say all your friends you really mean it. I saw him doing it with four different girls and I was real surprised that right in front of everyone he blew Iris's boyfriend. That even surprised me.""That started after the big party this summer" Keli said "Now every body does everybody."I was on my period for the big end of school party, then my step-dad wouldn't let me go to Miami. I've been missing all the fun. I sure did do all five guys, and Misty and Sarah and Jo Lynn and I was real tempted to do Lamar and Byron too, but I was a good girl. And yes I'm on the pill and made the guys use condoms."As far as I could see every dick had on a condom" Trisha said "so you all need to be commended.""You were looking that close?" Cooper asked."Hell yea. It was all I could do to keep my clothes on and not go out and join them. If I'd known they'd been looking at pics of me doing it I might just have done it"Then thinking of the boys he asked "And where were you all this time?"For a long time we were out with the big kids, but the girls wouldn't mess with us" Lamar said"Except Sarah" Misty corrected."Sarah?" Cooper asked."Yea, she gave them a hand job during the slide show" Misty sneered."She did?"Keli added "She had started on giving Lamar a blow job when I told her about your 16 year old rule.""What do you mean started," Cooper asked."Well, she was working him pretty good. He defiantly got to feel what it's like to get head, but she quit when I told her. So he got left with a bad case of blue balls."With a snigger Misty added "So he and Byron went in to jack off wile we played"It was hard for Cooper not to smile. Lamar had broken the rules but he clearly had been over his head in that environment and besides he'd paid the price of hanging with the big kids.""Now girls, I know the rule but come on it's so unfair for you guys first to let them join your friends getting naked and crazy and expect them not to want to participate. That's just downright cruel. And before that you let them see the pictures of your friends and their moms doing it with complete strangers. For most guys their age that would be enough even without the other."Then he paused realizing this all might be too much for Byron. He knew Lamar had seen dozens of photos of his mother having sex with different people, bit Byron surly had never seen anything of the sort. Looking over to Byron he asked "Did it bother you seeing your mom in those pictures?""It's not like I've never seen her do at least some of that in real life, and besides Keith and Mike say my mom is a first rate MILF.""MILF?" Cooper queriedMisty answered, "It's short for Mother I'd Love to Fuck. When they come over to our apartment, they want to stare at her tits all the time.""I've noticed" Trisha said with a laugh "They are so obvious. They haven't yet learned that women can tell when a guy is looking at her tits and not her face. But in their case it's flattering that my son's friends want to peek.""Look nothing" Lamar interjected "Keith and Mike said that last week when they spent the night they got more than a peek."That seemed to get her attention "What did they say.""They said you left your bedroom door open when you took a shower and so they went in your room while you were showering and looked into your bathroom while you were washing you hair. They said they saw everything."Looking to Byron she asked "Is that true?"Byron sheepishly nodded "I really didn't think you'd mind.""You dirty little boys" then to Lamar she asked "So did they like what they saw?"Lamar leaned back and smiled broadly "Oh, yea, they went back to Byron's room and had a circle jerk telling each other all they ways they wan to have sex with you."Byron was now practically under the table. Trisha laughed out loud and told the girls "if you still have teenagers jacking off thinking about you when you're my age you'll feel pretty good about yourself. Oh, did you get your dad's bed made after you finished with it?""So that's' why my bed was made.""The Misty and Keli had some girl time in your bed after the guys left so I asked them to make it up for you."Everyone was finishing up when Trisha told Byron "It will only take me about fifteen minutes to get this cleaned up, I've done most of it already, so go get your stuff together, and we are already here too late."The girls went to the family room and turned on a teen oriented sitcom while the boys when up the stairs. Cooper was hoping for some relief from his now raging erection, but Trisha got straight to work, so he, out of guilt, got busy helping.Soon the dishwasher was humming and Trisha was wiping down the sink. Turning to Dane she said "Bonnie had asked that I provide you with some more intimate needs, that's why I asked the girls to change the sheets, but I'm afraid you got home too late for us to knock heels" then reaching up to pull the knot out of her halter top, she pushed Cooper against the counter and pressed her lips to his as her top fell open.Her tongue writhed in his mouth as he pushed his crotch against hers. He cupped her breast then fingered the rubbery nipple. He wondered if he might cum just kissing like this, but she did not give him time. She broke the kiss and said, "I really gotta go."His growing disappointment at having to jerk off again tonight was side tracked when she added "So don't hold back" and she slipped to her knees unbuckling his belt as she went. Working quickly she unbuttoned his dress slacks and pulled pants and underwear to the floor before gripping his penis and swallowing the head. She didn't take her time to enjoy but when straight to focusing single-mindedly on drawing out the semen from Coopers tool. She too was aroused and found herself craving his taste. She had put this penis in her mouth on three different occasions, but she had yet to taste him. Her brief affair at the beach had opened her to enjoying the taste of semen, and now she went after Cooper's with relish. Now wrapping both hands around his ass and pulling him deeper into her mouth with sucking hard and caressing the shaft in her mouth with her tongue.It took no time before he knew he would cum hard. He arched his back forcing the last bit of his organ down her throat. His muscles in his thighs and buttocks strained to push his penis in further still. Instinctively he began to thrust, he grabbed her head with both hands as he began to stroke; slowly at first but quickly becoming hard and fast."Is this OK?" he croaked.She nodded her head as best she could. It had not been Cooper, someone she trusted deeply, this subservient position and the fact he was now fucking her mouth in deep hard strokes would have upset her. But with him, even the discomfort was erotic.In his loins the climax began, he held her face up tight against his pelvis awaiting the first spasm. It came hard with a long stream of semen. He released her head to brace himself against the counter. From his lips came a loud groan as he willed the semen to shoot deep into the artificial womb.A second hard contraction sent more fluid down her throat. She came up for air and a third long stream left white globules from the hair above her right ear down to her chin, with last puddles on the inside of her left breast. Having swallowed the cream in her mouth she again descended on the slick shaft to take two more small spurts before sucking out the last of the sticky fluid from Cooper's shrinking shaft.His thighs lost their strength and his knees began to buckle. Holding himself up on the counter. He wished the moment would last forever. Her mouth continued to massage his penis as he came down from his erotic high. Once he was completely flaccid she stood and gave him a salty kiss."I hope you will tell Bonnie that I did a good job of taking care of you tonight."The whole thing had lasted hardly more than three minutes.She loosely tied her halter back and they headed out the door into the family room. She was still scooping the semen off of her cleavage when she entered the big room and the girls turned to see her. "Dad, I think the neighbors heard you cumming," Misty chided.Trisha called for Byron to come as she picked up her purse off the love seat.Keli, watching Trisha suck the semen off her fingers said "I think you got it off your tits but there is more in your hair.""Where?" "Just above your ear," Keli helped by pointing as she talked. "Isn't' he going to return the favor?" Misty asked accusingly."I'm sure he'd be glad to but we really have got to go. But Byron and I will be spending the night on Friday, I'll get mine then."Spend the night she did; both that Friday night and the next. And Cooper did make up for the Trisha's kindness over and over.To be continued...Permission granted to Kristen's Archive for the entertainment of their readers. Copyright retained by the author.

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Stacy could hardly contain herself, after some 3 months of scheming and manipulating; she had wanted she wanted. Kneeling on the floor of her parent's living room, waiting submissively/obediently for her orders was Kai, a 16 year old Japanese foreign-exchange schoolgirl. She had chosen well, Kai was just a fraction under 5 feet tall, with a slim/petite body (she weighed only 95 lbs.) and this was made to look tiny due to the massive 38D round tits and wild waist-length blonde (dyed) hair which sat atop her frame. The beautiful schoolgirl was dressed in Stacy's 2 year old school uniform which was far too small for the Japanese girl, and Stacy had tied the blouse so that it pulled the young girl's tits together so they were pumped and sticking out prominently in front of her. With her hands tied behind her and bound to her ankles as she waited there on her knees, Stacy could almost see her being pulled forward by the weight onto her face, her tits looked absolutely massive. Stacy had also done her make-up such that her young face looked very doll-like with an innocent quality combined with dark, thick, black eye-liner and bright fire-engine red lipstick exaggerated for thick full luscious lips circling her tiny mouth. To top everything off and to maximize the shock/surprise element Kai had been blindfolded. Stacy cast her mind back to the night before when she'd found out everything she'd needed and set things up the current scenario.Thanks to some good luck (hers), some more bad luck (Kitty's and her father's,) and a slice of random coincidence when she'd overheard her baby sister Kitty talking in her sleep - (Her exact words had been, "Oh Father, I don't wanna swallow, it tastes nasty.") She had been able to secretly watch and videotape her father face-fuck Kitty in his study when he'd thought they were home alone. She remembered how shocked and surprised she'd been as she'd watched them; at first she'd been sure Kitty would refuse/protest and be hesitant and unsure about what to do. Following her discovery of her father's secret and incestuous ministrations with her little sister, she'd imagined a reluctant/quick act with a n external finish, either facial of titty-cum. Boy had she been wrong, what had ensued had been far from it... she'd hidden in the cupboard as soon as she'd assumedly left for school that morning and had waited 5 long hours before her father had come into the study, and another hour until Kitty had come home from school whereupon Ron had immediately called her into his study. Kitty closed the door behind her, walked to the front of her father's desk, and stood there waiting, silently. Ron stood and walked around to the front of his desk, grabbing the cushion from the arm-chair as he did and dropped it to the floor between them.Kitty watched him stand and as he grabbed the white cushion, inwardly she sighed; she'd hoped to get away with a quick hand-job but as he picked up the pillow she could see that he'd been thinking about this for awhile, the protruding shape of his fully-erect cock seen underneath his pants meant she was in for the full-Monty. She should've been expecting it, her recent return from the European school expedition meant that he wouldn't have had any satisfaction for 3 weeks and he'd been planning and eagerly awaiting her return. It also meant that she was rusty not having to have serviced anyone for that time, which would make it even harder. Ron ordered Kitty "Kneel" and watched as she did so sitting back on her heels. At that height Kitty's head was just level with his groin, her blonde hair tied into 2 long plaited pig-tails; her young face gazed up at him, with a reluctant/resigned look as she waited for him to instruct her.Ron pulled open the desk drawer, removed the 2 items he'd stashed there earlier and held one in each hand presenting them to Kitty saying " All the way, keep your hands in your lap and if you make a mess on the floor there's no reward... you know the drill!" looking down expectantly at her.Kitty's heart sank, in her father's left hand was a black lip-stick which she took and applied to her lips. Whilst she knew what was expected of her this was the first time she'd been made to perform it; and also knew that this time if she didn't complete the task exactly as she been told there would be no reward and it would be worthless in her long-term revenge plans for her bitch of a mother.She applied the lipstick to her lips until they were painted making her tiny mouth appear thick-lipped and glossy-shiny and placed it on the floor; she then held her head back until she was looking upward at the ceiling and opened her mouth wide, waiting.Ron peeled the lid from the container and poured the thick creamy yogurt into Kitty's open mouth until it was almost full, and placed the rest on top of the desk. With his left hand he took one of her pig-tails and wrapped it around his hand, whilst with the right hand placing the knob of his throbbing cock inside of her mouth just enough so her greasy black-matted lips enclosed his cockhead. Kitty's mouth could barely fit around his knob and her mouth was now completely full of his knob and the cold, thick yogurt and she struggled to keep from swallowing.Ron wrapped the other pig-tail around his other hand, looked into her eyes saying " OK you little dirty slut I'm gonna be as fast as I can, you know the rules?"Kitty nodded, she knew what she had to do, normally he would hold back so to be able to enjoy her mouth that much longer, he'd wanted her to get used to the taste and smell of his cock and set her up for this. He wondered if she had any idea of what was about to happen, and whether she'd be able to take it? This was the 3rd time he'd been able to use her inexperienced mouth, the 1st time making her take only the knob and 1-2 inches of the shaft before pulling out to come over her face allowing her to see a man coming for the first time, the second time almost an exact duplicate of the 1st except this time he'd dumped his entire load into her mouth, not allowing her to swallow any until he'd finished squeezing the last drop of his thick, gooey, spunk into her mouth. He'd watch her face change unknowing as the taste hit her and she'd started to gag from it. By the time he'd finished her cheeks were stretched, bloated open, her innocent oral cavity filled to the brim with his come, her lips still wrapped around his cockhead then he'd watched her eyes react as he ordered, "Swallow all of it!" And she'd done so too, but as soon as he'd removed his cock from her mouth and stood back she'd thrown up all over the floor. She remembered what he'd said that last time, "Next time I expect you to swallow everything and not mess up my floor!" and she remembered the salty, viscous come in her mouth and her gagging reaction; at least this time she knew what was coming... Keeping the cockhead swimming in the cold thick creamy yogurt she wondered how long till it happened again.With her back firmly against the desk, unable to retreat, Ron held her head vice-like between his huge hands and slowly fed his eight and a half inch cock (now throbbing nearly two and a half inches thick with excitement,) into her stretched black-lipped shiny mouth until he felt the pressure squeezing his cockhead as his knob touched the back of her mouth, her throat cavity clamping shut.Kitty's mouth was now completely full, as her tiny mouth was stretched open even further, she was unable to stop the thick yogurt dribbling from the sides of her mouth and some began to drain down the back of her throat and she struggled to swallow it whilst trying not to gag. This was the most full her mouth had ever been so far, and she wondered if that was the extent of her treatment, thinking to herself, "this isn't so bad!" as her father held her head motionless and stopped. The knob of his cock now nestled against the back of her mouth lodged in the opening to her throat, Kitty's mouth forced open so wide her jaw hurt and she thought to herself "Well there's just the yucky part left to go now," and started preparing herself for the taste.Ron looked down at Kitty, her tiny mouth forced around the 3 inch diameter of his cock, streams of thick gooey yogurt were running down the sides of her mouth, mixed with gobs of spit being forced out of her overflowing mouth, she gagged slightly as she was forced to swallow the gooey mixture around the confines of the huge throbbing cockhead which completely filled her mouth.Kitty her head forced back so far she could only look upward at her father was helpless, pinned in position, hoped it would all be over soon waited. Ron ordered her to put her hands behind her and underneath her thighs and maneuvered his legs so he pinned Kitty's arms and hands behind her back against the desk.Kitty was now pinned, her head forced back her mouth stuffed with cock and goo, Ron grabbed her head firmly between his hands, shifted his body-weight so he was completely over her face, about 6 - 7 inches of his cock glistening with the gooey slime remained outside of her mouth.Before kitty had any inkling of what might happen next Ron thrust hips forward powerfully, whilst simultaneously pulling backward with both hands holding her head and rammed the entire length of his 9 inch cock roughly down her throat, feeling his cockhead slam against the back of his daughter's gullet, ramming deep into her throat her nose nestled firmly amidst his tangle of pubic hairs.Kitty completely un-prepared for this, felt the huge slimy cock force itself all the way down into the back of her throat, her gag reflex kicked in instantly and violently convulsed in an attempt to remove the massive intrusion, but she was helpless, pinned immobile and her father's hands held her head firmly against his groin, all 9 inches of his greasy organ embedded in the back of Kitty's throat which closed and convulsed violently.Kitty tried to move, trying in vain to dislodge the huge throbbing cock, she gagged and gagged, her tiny throat closing around the length of Ron's cock again and again, finally just as Kitty thought she wasn't gonna be able to breathe; Ron pulled out and removed his cock from her throat. Thick, ropy strings of spit and slime intermixed with yogurt hung from kitty's mouth and she gasped, sucking air into her lungs. She'd barely inhaled when before she could even think of closing her mouth, Ron again thrust his hips forward and pulled Kitty's head into his groin. This time all 9 inches of his greasy rock-hard cock was forced in one fluid motion deep into her hot wet throat, her face slapped into his stomach, and she gagged violently and loudly, messy, sucking noises emitting from her throat. Tears streamed from her eyes causing the mascara and eye-liner to run in dirty black streaks down her face mixing in with the slimy gooey overflow from her abused throat and she heard him shout almost hysterically, "Get ready, almost there..." and proceeded to face-fuck his daughter. Each time he would pull out just far enough to allow her to inhale desperately around his cock, his knob sitting on her bottom lip, before ramming the entire length back down her throat, each time harder and faster, each time his knob would slam against the back of her throat causing her to gag violently just as the huge slimy cock buried itself deep down into her throat cavity.Ron deliberately took the knob of his greasy cock and fucked it back and forth at the back of her mouth/throat entrance - the back of his cockhead forcibly gagging again and again, and then he would go back to ramming the full length into her throat.After a little while Kitty began to pick up on the rhythm of the cock being forced into her mouth and throat and learned to breathe around Ron's cock each time he withdrew until she began to relax her throat muscles and control her gag reflex somewhat. Following the shock of having her father's 9 inch cock rammed forcibly down her throat and the subsequent face-fucking which had followed, Kitty completely forgot about what would happen next, Ron mean-while oblivious felt the tell-tale throb of his scrotum and as his balls exploded he buried his entire cock into the depths of Kitty's virgin throat and the floodgates burst open.As Kitty's nose was rammed against her father's pubic hairs, she felt the knob of his throb and spasm, expanding within her throat and suddenly her throat was flooded with huge sticky, salty gobs of thick come. Her throat was completely filled with the sudden rush of spunk, she was forced to swallow mouthful after mouthful of the pungent stuff, as the taste of it hit her taste buds she gagged horribly and noisily whilst forced to continue swallowing to avoid further gagging and retching. Even then she was unable to keep up with the powerful spurting jets emptying into the back of her throat and gobs of it overflowed her mouth dribbling down the sides of her face and spurting uncontrollably out of her nose, as she continued to gag and choke and swallow mouthfuls of spunk/yogurt goo.Ron thought he'd never stop coming, and continued obliviously fucking Kitty's face and throat until finally he felt the jets diminish and stop, and he looked down at Kitty, her head still gripped between his hands, his cock now limp, spent but with his knob still enclosed in her now "not-so-innocent" cum filled filthy mouth.Kitty swallowed the last sticky gobs of her father's spunk left in her mouth and looked up at him, still unable to move, arms pinned behind and beneath her hoping it was finally finished. She'd swallowed what felt like at least half a pint of horrible sticky, salty cum, the taste in her mouth, throat, her face was a horrible combination of sticky gooey spunk, dried yogurt and her own saliva and desperately wanted her father to release her so she could clean up.Ron looked down at his daughter, and as their eyes met a sudden impulse triggered, there was no fore-thought or planning of it, it simply occurred.Kitty felt the limp cockhead still in her mouth suddenly pulse again and Ron grabbed her head firmly forcing his cock further inside her mouth again shouting excitedly, "Something warm to wash everything down with, SWALLOW! SWALLOW! SWALLOW!"Kitty, her mind still reeling from having her throat so unexpectedly ravaged, suddenly to her horror gagged again as a powerful jet of warm piss splashed against the back of her throat, filling her gooey mouth with the liquid. She tried to pull away and felt the stream stop, looking up hopefully at her father, as he removed his flaccid cock from her mouth. Surely he was finished with her.Instead Ron grabbed a hold of both pig-tails with his left hand and pulled her head all the way back until she was looking directly up at the ceiling."Open your mouth as wide as you can." She did so submissively as Ron again stood over her gaping mouth holding his limp cock in his right hand. "You will beg me for permission to have your slutty little mouth cleaned out with my piss and you will swallow every drop but only when I say so."Kitty then proceeded to have her wide open mouth filled to the brim over and over 5 times with her father's piss, each time he would stop when her mouth was full to capacity until she'd drank and swallowed every mouthful and only once he was completely drained did he allow Kitty to stand and leave.After Kitty had left, Stacy watched as her father showered and left for work before exiting her hiding place, and going hurriedly to her room where she checked the video-recording and confirmed she'd taped the entire episode before taking a shower and going to bed.The story continues in Chapter 2 - "The Initiation of Kai."*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 36

justonce.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/53/justonce.txt

In my mind, you visit me at work, and I take you to a back office. First I just want to look at you for as long as I like... Wait, let's back up. First I want to hold you and build some energy. Then I want to set you on a desk that I had cleared off, and just look at you, for as long as I like, unrestricted for the first time!I would like to take my shirt off and stand close to you while you remain seated, I start to lightly touch you, looking in your eyes all the while.(like the moment we shared once in public)Only this time I can touch! There are no restrictions! For the moment, you are mine!In my mind, I'm thinking... so far we haven't really crossed any major lines... But, what I have dreamed of for so long is just to kiss you... So, slowly I lean into you, trying to sense if you feel the same. I move my lips toward yours, but as our lips softly brush, I deviate from your lips and move toward your neck. Thinking this was somewhat more innocent, I begin to kiss and suck your neck and gently kiss your ear and then back down to your neck, but my whole body is becoming aroused and my saliva is flowing, my soft kisses become less soft and more passionate, and your touch over my chest and back also becomes more intense. If there was any question of our chemistry, it was quickly dissolving. My control is leaving me! I have to kiss you! So, I look up at you once again and lean in towards your lips, looking closely to see if you approve. As I move closer to your lips, you slightly move to meet me. And finally our lips meet, your lips are soft and warm, everything I dreamed they would be... I'm not going quit kissing you! I have waited so long! And I don't want this moment to end! Our kiss is very, very soft and slow, I can’t help but softly bite your lips and take my tongue and very lightly brush your lips and tongue. In the midst of my pleasure, I realize that we have crossed a major line. To me a passionate kiss is one of the most personal, intimate things you can share! But, instead of remorse, my desire and passion drive me to rationalize that since we have crossed that line and I have tasted your lips, why should I stop now. I want so badly to taste all of you.I grab your hands and stand you up and ask you to take your clothes off. You seem slightly hesitant, but I cautiously start to unbutton your shirt, and you don't resist, in fact you begin to help. With your clothes removed, I can't help but stare, you are so beautiful and one of the sexiest women I have ever seen.Once again we embrace, but this time it's skin on skin, the feeling is ecstasy! My hands lightly brush over your body, down your back and on down lightly touching your ass, and further down the back of your legs. Then my hands move to the front of your legs, and start slowly back up, quickly they reach the front of your midsection, and I can't help but slide my hands toward your center. I slowly cautiously move in that direction, when I finally reach that area, I softly begin to brush against you, moving my hand ever so lightly down your center and then back up. I can feel the heat from your body and it's driving me crazy! I want to feel closer, deeper! I want to feel if you are wet! So I proceed to take my left hand and move it up your body, making its way to your breast, I softly brush over them, your nipples begin to harden and swell. The thought of you being aroused is driving me insane! I can't resist any longer, with my right hand I begin to brush against you harder and deeper until I penetrate your lips ever so slightly, but enough for me to feel that you are wet. The thought of you being aroused is driving me from my gentle touch. My right hand dives deeper, and your wetness becomes even more of a driving force, I can't help but slide my fingers deep into you, my thumb finds its way inside you, and the penetration into you is deep and wet, I begin to work it in and out, in a soft but firm manner. I can feel your breathing intensify with every stroke But, I'm not ready to satisfy you yet, so I remove my hand and push you back onto the desk, all the way. Now you are laying back and I spread your legs and raise your feet up onto the desk, giving me total access to your most intimate area.You seem to be slightly uncomfortable, so I step to the side of the desk and lean down to your face and kiss your beautiful lips, the softness of your lips is incredible, my lips seem to melt right into yours. While our lips stay locked, my right hand brushes down your body, until it finds its way back to your wetness, and once again I begin to brush you gently, long strokes from your belly button, slowly back down through your lips, all the way to your ass, and back up again. Our kiss becomes deeper and even more passionate, my right hand strokes become more firm with each pass. But now my lips leave yours, working my way down your body, stopping to kiss and suck your nipples, once again your they harden, but this time they are in the grip of my lips. I feel like I could explode!My body can't take much more of this! I rise up and step back between your legs. The sight of you there on the desk with your legs spread, is enough to make me want to cum! I slide my hands down your legs to your feet, and lean my head down to your knee. I begin to kiss the inside of your knee, and slowly work my way down the inside of your leg. I can smell your scent and it's making me want to taste you so bad! I can't resist anymore! I move in with my lips and tongue! I bury my face deep into you, and my tongue probes even deeper. I begin to stroke you with my lips and tongue, long strokes, all the way down your ass and then back up. At the top I feel your clit, and I lick and suck it. I feel you getting close, so I slow my intensity, trying to prolong this ecstasy. I return to the long soft strokes with my tongue and lips, but I can feel that it's time to make you cum. I can't resist anymore! But, my dream is to be kissing you while I make you cum. So I step around to the side of the desk, and with your juices on my lips, we once again kiss. My hand returns to penetrate you. Your heat and the wetness is intoxicating, our kiss is not gentle at all now! We are more like animals! My thumb begins to penetrate you, in and out, in rhythm with our kiss. I want to so badly to make you cum! Our rhythm picks up and intensifies, you begin to cum, and your first instinct is to pull your lips from mine. But, I don't let you! I want to feel you cum! I want to feel you out of control!...Soon your kiss becomes more controlled and my hand returns to a more gentle touch. But, our kiss remains.END

advent.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/20/advent.txt

I peered over from my dorm room single bed across to the open window above roomie Mark's matching bunk. It was late, very late and something was keeping me from sleep. In my waking blur I figured the culprit was the intense glow of the early autumn full moon streaming through the mini blinds on the window. As the narcoleptic haze slowly lifted from my senses I detected noise and movement, a rustling of cloth perhaps.I had arrived on campus just two days before for my freshman year at the State University and was thankful that my dorm room partner was just a normal guy like me. He was in school on a gymnastics scholarship; I was seeking an Art degree. We talked of music, cars and girls with the same ease that my homeboys and I did in high school.He was a freshman as well but his older brother was a senior. He knew his way around campus and town pretty well from the frequent visits he had over the last three years. He even got us hooked up with a keg party at his bro's frat the second evening we were there. Man did I get toasted. I stumbled back to the dorm by myself after losing track of Mark. I was drunk, horny and ready for sleep.As things started to focus more I realized the sound and motion were coming from Mark's bed. Damn, he had scored with one of those too fine hotties we were drooling over at the kegger. The bastard was probably trying to bang her quietly but was getting too carried away to be modest. As I lay there motionless fantasizing about how good it would feel to have hot wet girl flesh wrapped my dick too I could feel my penis slowly fill with blood.The resulting hard-on was almost painful. The rhythmic motion of his bedcover rising and falling in the slatted moonlight mesmerized me. As the pace quickened I could hear muffled moaning and a distinct slapping sound that only happens when flesh meets flesh. I dare not move but my dick was making a tale-tell tent out of my bed sheets. I wanted to grab a hold of it and massage a big load out of my aching nuts but I didn't dare move.I lay there frozen trying to figure out through the beer fog, which of the girls we met at the party was in the bed with him. Was it one of the two freshman blondes we introduce ourselves to after watching them slow dance together, bumping and grinding their tight bodies against each other.We found out they were twin sisters and locals. Mark and I thought we were making progress when a cell call from a parental unit caused them to excuse themselves outdoors away from the noise. One of them came back and said they had to leave but gave us a number to reach them at later. Mark and I agreed this was one number that was going to be used but secretly I wanted them both for myself (preferably together).Maybe it was that TA with the raven black hair? She was older perhaps 27 or 28 with a womanly figure, big full breasts and hips and a wasp like waist. Her thick long straight jet-black hair was cut in the classic Bettie Page style. I got the feeling after she approached us and talked a while that she was into younger guys and we were being shopped for future reference.I fantasized on the walk home about being her sex slave/student as she strictly schooled me how to satisfy a woman in every imaginable way. The image of her in black leather and lace dominating me is burned into my sexual psyche forever. But by the time I got back to the dorm room I was too tired and drunk to service myself. I just stripped and piled in the bed.My god this man is a master I thought to myself, as I strained to watch him in the darkness my head still swimming from the alcohol. He was slowing down then speeding up again, teasing and taunting the poor girl with changing rhythms and stroke lengths. His stamina had to be attributed to his gymnastics training I thought. The pale light and the ghosted unfocused images churned in the night for a half and hour or more. I soaked my sheets with pre-come and worried that my quivering tent pole would catch their attention. Suddenly the actions in the next bed really got pumping and in a flash his bed covers were whipping through the air.I was in uncharted territory here. The ground swell of orgasm that was coming over me caught me by total surprise. I had not moved a muscle or touched myself in anyway but yet my balls were in pre-orgasmic spasm, priming the pump for wave after wave of hot come to be pushed up and out the shaft of my prick. I was on the edge of boiling over as I looked at Mark's bed to finally get a glimpse of the prize he had brought home and was banging with such great finesse. I watched in hot anticipation as the bed sheets slowly settled and the moon glistened on Mark's singular young body.What? He was alone? Had he all this time just been jacking off? That son of a bitch was abusing himself and I was watching! On one hand I was in awe of him. This was no slam-bam quickie hand job, this was full scale, take your time, and savor the moment masturbation. The kind you did when you knew no one else was home and you could get as kinky and prolonged as you wanted. It appeared that he had a lot of practice at this type of self-gratification honing his technique to a professional edge. On the other hand I didn't want to see another man pounding his pud no matter how artful he was about it. At least I didn't think I did.Quickly lifting his head from the pillow he pulled his now totally uncovered, sweaty torso forward. He doubled his body over at the waist as he positioned his mouth over his throbbing cock. His right hand worked the shaft while his left seemed to be massaging his balls.With one decisive full stroke of his right hand I saw the silhouette of the first stream of come flying through the night air and into his waiting mouth! Another pump and another bigger load landed on his now extended tongue. He retracted his tongue, swallowed hard, then opened again as the third shot hit home. I was transfixed like a deer caught in headlights as he lowered his head even further and took the crown of his own meat into his come filled mouth. Licking and slurping, he did not miss a drop, while he continued to pump himself dry.To my great hetero surprise the sight of this sent me over the edge. I uncontrollably let out a long low guttural grunt as my own come spewed forth. My eyes closed as I bit my lip hard in a vein effort to stifle myself. My left leg twitched and back tensed and arched in rote reflex. I fumbled to grip myself and try to stem the flow but a week's worth of hot white come started pumping out onto my belly. I didn't notice the covers being lifted off me as my head raced back and forth between the thought of what I just saw and the bliss of the orgasmic moment.By the time I did notice his mouth was around my cock head and I was too spazzed-out to do anything about it. His lips locked just past the head of my cock as he masterfully created just the right suction with his mouth. I felt his tongue swirl around my glans as my mind spun wildly with thoughts and emotions. I hated him but I loved the feeling. I wanted to punch him out but not until he was finished. Why was this happening? I bucked as he sucked my full 7" into his mouth slowly. It felt as if I would never stop coming.It was maybe 2 minutes later when control started to return. Mark was licking my come off my belly, as I lay there defenseless to his advances. I was spent, in a state of total relaxation. When I could finally form words I spat out, "Wh-what the hell was that all about, ya freak?" as I tried to cover up. He sat back on the edge of his bed; I could not see his face as the moonlight was behind him. "I'm sorry," he stammered, "but I couldn't help myself. I'm not gay or anything, It's just that I have a taste for... well... a taste for... come," he explained. He proceeded to tell me about how he first discovered his unique ability to go down on himself when he was 12 years old. He had always been very flexible (gymnast usually are) and even though he thought it was disgusting the feeling was to good not to continue doing it. He found that he couldn't bring himself off just by sucking his own bone but that with some hand action combinations he was good to go.Mark said in the beginning he didn't shoot into his own mouth but out of curiosity he tried it once and became addicted to the creamy saltiness. He went on to explain that though he masturbated like this his fantasies were totally heterosexual, all except for one that is.Over the years the taste of semen and sex was irrevocably intertwined in his mind. He could not have sexual closure without the taste of man seed in his mouth. He had on more than one occasion lost a girlfriend because she was to freaked out to see him again after he insisted on licking his own come out of or off of her after sex.Conversely he also had gotten a few girls to open up and show/perform their own special repressed sexual quirks after they witnessed his come eating tendencies. The one thing he had never experienced before was another man coming in his mouth. He confessed the thought intrigued him on many levels the main one being taste. Tonight's episode was not planned he assured me. He thought I was totally passed out when he started to work himself over. It was just an opportunity that when presented he got caught up in.I thought for a while digesting the words he spoke in my post orgasmic drunken haze. It was funny because I knew where he was coming from. I had my own little sexual secret that nobody knew about, well almost nobody that is. I was13 (almost 14) and had a terrible bout of constipation brought on by eating to many fresh cheese curds.I was at my Aunt Allison's house in Wisconsin for the summer. I was staying and working on my Mom's youngest sister's dairy farm and having a great time. My mom in her younger days was a model and her sister was hotter than she was but she was too down to earth to go for any of that prissy modeling stuff.When she saw me doubled up in pain over my predicament she grabbed some rubber gloves; K-Y and a disposable douche bottle and ordered me to strip in the bathroom. I followed her instructions without a peep (I love strong women) and was soon standing buck-naked, eye-to-eye with my smoking hot Aunt. She said, "Turn around and bend over." Well as you might imagine just the thought of being naked in the same room as a totally beautiful woman that was barking orders at me started stirrings in my loins. Suddenly I felt cool K-Y jelly being massage around and into my anus by a glove covered finger. This triggered an almost instantaneous hard-on. I was hoping she wouldn't notice as she filled the douche bottle with warm water and screwed the applicator top on. She pressed the tapered tip against my anal opening and slowly pushed it in. I let out a gasp and shuddered hard, grasping the towel rack on the wall in front of me for support.She said, "You like that, don't you?"I hesitated then silently nodded, yes. She pulled it back and slid it back in, this time to the hilt. My virgin asshole was spasming out of control as I gripped the rack white knuckle tight. She stepped from behind me to my side and started pumping the applicator in and out of my ass. My throbbing hard-on had to be in full view by now but I didn't care.Within about ten strokes I was at the edge of coming when she reached underneath me to grab my cock with her rubber glove covered free hand. As she went for my cock she also started to squeeze the bottle pushing the warm liquid into my colon. As soon as her hand wrapped around my prick and the water splashed inside me I started shooting the biggest load of come of my life.My Aunt skillfully milked my front and pumped my rear as globs of warm semen splattered on the cool tiled floor. My knees almost buckled as she held me up with her strong hands. She pulled the empty applicator from my rear as she lowered me down to the toilet seat. She continued to pump my cock as the water in my colon fell from my loose sphincter into the toilet bowl.It was all I could do to hold back what was coming next. She stood up and slowly snapped the gloves off her hands and with a smirk on her face said, "Clean up this mess and come on out to milking barn when you're through." She quickly exited; shutting the door behind her as the dam broke in my bowels. My Aunt and I never repeated that performance nor did we ever mention it though I still see that smirk on her face every once in a while when I catch her looking at me.Ten minutes later I was out in the barn moving cows into position to get milked. I had no more stomach cramps but my knees were still weak and my penis still tingled. The thing that surprised me was my ass longed for more action. I could think of nothing else for the rest of the day. I masturbated furiously that night with a finger or two up my ass and loved it.That's how it got started, my thing for anal stimulation that is, from then on I would fuck candles, cigar tubes, carrots or anything of that shape into my ass as I jacked-off. Recently I even bought a mail order pocket dildo that on occasion I will covertly insert into my ass while fucking my girlfriend doggy style. She doesn't know about this though. I wish I could tell her and maybe convince her to help like my Aunt had.I laughed as I told Mark, "You keep what happened here secret and I'll forget the whole thing." And don't do that again, alright?" I added.Deep down I began to wonder what it would be like to have him do me like he does himself, or maybe he could somehow help me with my own little fetish...END

lucys.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/27/lucys.txt

James was drunk again when he came home. This was nothing new to him. He came home drunk so much his wife Brenda left him. This was his weekend with his daughter and Jake just ran out to the store to pick up a video for them to watch together. But as he was on his way to the store he passed the bar. He stopped in for a minute and stayed for 2 hours. By the tie he looked at his watch, it was much later than he thought. His 10-year-old daughter Lucy was home alone. He quickly finished his bourbon and stumbled out the door. He stopped at the video store and picked up a couple movies for Lucy and grabbed 2 porno films for himself.When he got home, Lucy was asleep on the couch. She was watching TV and just fell asleep while waiting for her daddy to come home. Since she was asleep, he decided to put on one his pornos. His judgment impaired from the alcohol, he didn't go watch the movie in another room and instead popped it in the VCR right there. He poured himself another drink and sat back with his pants unzipped. As the first scene started, he fished his semi-hard cock from his pants and began to stroke it.On the TV were 2 women and a man and the women were both sharing the man's cock, one sucking the shaft as the other licked his balls. James watched as the two girls worked the cock like pros. His own hand was like a blur on his rigid member as he watched the guy on TV shoot his load of spunk all over the faces of the two women. James groaned as he felt his balls tighten. He reached over for a napkin that he forgot to bring in with him. With no time, he cupped his hand under his cock and caught the thick load of jizm that erupted from his hose His hand was full of 2 ounces of white cream. He got up to wash it off when he saw his daughter sleeping like an angel. She had her head turned to the side and her mouth was open. He stared at her pink lips and her braces and was struck by a perverted idea. He stumbled over to her, careful not to spill the cum in his hand. He dipped a finger into the pool of sperm and lightly swiped it across her lower lip.Instinctively she licked her lips, ingesting his cream. This excited him and he dabbed another finger full on her lip. She licked it again and he decided to try more. When she relaxed again and her mouth opened, he took 3 fingers and collected a large amount of cum and dripped it across her braces. There was just something he found sexy about a little girl's braes glistening with his cum. She smacked her lips as she savored the flavor. Her eyes squinted open and she saw her dad standing over her. He was wiping something on her lips and his penis was hanging out of his pants, dripping on her arm. "Daddy?" He was startled by her voice. How was he going to talk his way out of this? Before he could formulate a plan, Lucy leaned over and took his hand and brought it down to her mouth. She licked the cum from his palm. "What are you doing, Lucy?" he asked. "Don't worry Dad, it's okay. Mom and Roger have been feeding me this stuff since they met." Roger was Brenda's new boyfriend. He was much younger at 23 and pretty well built. Who would have guessed he was a pedophile? And what was really wild was that Brenda was allowing it. As Lucy continued to lick the cum from his hand, he asked, "Really? So how did that start?" Lucy licked her lips and made the "Ahh," sound to show she was all finished and that she enjoyed her treat. "Well, when Mommy started dating Roger, he used to like to hug me and kiss me. Mommy noticed and said something to him. He said he was going to leave her and she said that is he stayed she'd make sure I played with them. So they started off letting me in their room while they had sex. Then they started letting me taste his cum when he shot it on Mommy's boobs. Then he would have me lick it fro his dick and now I suck his dick and even lick his cum from Mommy's kitty."Hearing this, James started to get hard again. "Has Roger ever put his dick inside your kitty?" "No. Mommy said I need to be bigger so I can fit it all in. But she is trying to make my kitty bigger with her dillos." James laughed, "Dildos, honey. They are called dildos. Would you like me to put my dick in your kitty?"Lucy loved her Daddy even if he did drink. "Okay!" James' face lit up as he belched. He pulled her up on the couch so he could sip his hands beneath her nightgown. He slid her panties down her thin legs and tossed the onto the rug. He climbed on top of her, resting his cock between her legs. He held the head at the sentence to her little-girl pussy and guided it inside. To his surprise, she was wetter than he expected and also she was not as tight. Nor did she still have her hymen. "So how big are these dildos your mom uses on you?" he asked as his entire girth was now buried inside her."About as long as a Barbie and round like a banana. I get most of it in." James fucked his daughter slowly, with his buzz adding to the surreal feel of the moment. With every stroke, he could feel the suction as he withdrew and felt the air escape around his member as he inserted it. She lifted her legs so he could get better penetration. He lifted the legs all the way up over his shoulders as he increased his tempo, fucking her like a jackhammer. Lucy moaned and closed her eyes as her daddy filled her. The dildo may have made her a woman, but her daddy was making her a slut. She started to cum and squealed as though she were being tickled. This sent James over the edge. He arched his back and fired his load deep into her cunt. He could hear it sloshing around as he continued to ram into her. He climbed off of her and told her to just lay there with her legs together. He went into the kitchen and came back with a turkey baster. He inserted it into her little slot and sucked out his cum. He put it to her mouth and filed her with his cum a second time. She drank it and then took his wilting cock in her mouth to suck clean.James reached for the remote to turn up the volume of the porno. Then he grabbed his drink and finished it. He then leaned down and kissed his daughter full on the lips. His alcohol soaked tongue mixed with her cum streaked tongue. He didn't know what was going to happen in the future, but for today, James was a happy man.The End*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 27

suave.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/57/suave.txt

Her presence radiated; no one could ignore the vision. Every head in the place turned to feast on the view of this tall voluptuous dark-haired creature. She was 6'2 flat footed; today she was wearing three-inch spike heels, which only helped accent her full figure. The firm rectangular 54" hips, and the seductive curve of her 42" bust truly balanced the height, but yet in spite of her size she was delicately feminine. She was dressed in a white low-cut summer dress that followed her curves like mercury flowing over an uneven surface then flared from mid-thigh to the hem.Pat stared, gulped a couple of times as reality sunk in. He quickly but suavely moved towards her. Pat was a shoe salesman extraordinaire and he was up, as they say in the business. His sudden arousal let him know he was up in another way. She was his. This is definitely my hour; maybe my night, he envisioned, his thoughts wandered like a pinball moving in a bright noisy machine, "My GAWD, to bury my face in her gorgeous-uhh, chest for an hour," he mumbled. He quickly adjusted his rigid tool."Hi, I'm Pat, how may I be of service," he oozed, his eyes transfixed on her lovely globes staring at him like a pair of headlights– he was 5'10- magnetic in their majesty, nestled in the red lace."Oh yes Pat, I'm Dawna, she smilingly purred as she extended her hand to him, you certainly may, or at least I hope so." The suave salesman clung to the soft delicate hand, reluctant to release, to lose the moment. The blood pounded in his head and stirred in his sudden arousal; his temperature must've jumped 4 points. The sweat beaded on his brow. He quickly swiped the back of his hand over the brow to remove the moisture. This vision of loveliness didn't seem to mind as he held her hand, guiding her to a seat, jumping at the opportunity to place his hand on her warm, tanned back.With her seated, he quickly moved his stool in to place in front of her and sat. She lifted her right red spiked heel encased foot to the incline part of the stool, raising her dress hem up above her knees all in one motion. Pat was again mesmerized by the unexpected view as she casually opened her shapely legs. His overly hot hand was still on her calf by habit, anticipating removing her beautiful sexy shoe. He gulped, licked his dry lips, his breathing stopped as he stared at more red lace. Not a hint of pubic hair, just a pair of exceptionally beautiful, more than full, puffy labia. "Do you like what you see?" She purred softly. He looked at her unable to make his voice work; surprised at her question, he nodded like a schoolboy, the suaveness gone, trying not to be too obvious. His eyes were still locked on the sexy red lace trimmed transparent triangle peeking out from her fragrant confines. He reached for his overly hard erection without a conscious thought where he was, and tried to adjust his aroused penis, he almost started to stroke. She laughed at his discomfort. He stuttered, as he answered, finally finding his voice, "Yes, Oh gawd yes, he gushed, its breathtak... I mean they're breathtaking! Are they new," he dumbly asked in his confusion. "The shoes, I mean the shoes!"She laughed. " Yes, matter of fact they are, as well as the other items you've been introduced to, she boldly answered.He suddenly realized he had his hand on her lower hose encased calf and his other hand gripping her red spiked heel shoe, ready to remove it, "Uhh, what can I show you," he stammered, trying not to grin, as he remembered his throbbing hard-on.Dawna teasingly answered, " You already have!" "How?" He quaked, deflated."You don't remember me do you?" She asked as she bent over to strap her shoe, her lips inches from his. Her perfume taunted him- had to be Charlie. Pat, suave and debonair, couldn't move. This scenario was moving too fast for him to get ahead of it, to take charge. This vision then stood. Her dress managed to tent his head as she did so. He quickly moved back and tried to jump to his feet, totally bewildered by the last few minutes, he again became the klutz; his suddenly saw red, her well filled red lace thong. He was captive under her summer dress. His balance off; his hot hands had moved up to the back of her thighs to steady his near fall backwards. His mouth and nose resting in a most interesting place, he breathed deeply the lovely sexy aroma. His tongue reacted to the situation. Dawna shifted her crotch forward to meet his hot tongue, pulling his head tight to her puffy lips. The tantalizing moment was brief. Dawna casually assisted his recovery by lifting her skirt off the starry eyed salesman. Shaking his head to regain some composure, he finally stood up. He was again face to face with her nestled globes. She laughed. "Are you alright?" He could only nod as he stared at the protruding nipples. "You don't remember do you." She again asked.A montage of past female faces, acquaintances, conquests, flashed through his mind as her stared up at her lovely face; hers was not among them. He looked up into her grey-blue eyes and uttered, "Should I? How could I not?""I want you to think about where and when and what you have missed, Pat," she told him, a mischievous smile playing at her full mouth. She turned and walked towards the door, his eyes followed her delightful movements of her gorgeous derriere, his mouth agape in somewhat of a imbecilic grin.He stood motionless, his erection throbbing, for what seemed an eternity, as he pondered the mystery. He hadn't noticed the small folded piece of white paper lying on his stool. He finally shook his head, reached down to move the stool. The paper glared at him. He picked it up and slowly unfolded this curious piece of trash. The words jumped out at him: Santa Monica High-10th grade English. He stared, still mystified. Yes, he attended Santa Monica High. Yes, he had had 10th grade English. He pulled forward the mental video of the classroom from his distant memory. He scanned each student as he remembered them, seat, by seat, row by row. Nothing! He repeated the review more deliberate. He passed by one rather heavy girl, stopped and backed up to concentrate. It could be, he thought. The face is similar, cut the hair. "MY GAWD, its her!" He exclaimed out loud. The shoppers and clerks turned and stared at this grinning salesman extraordinaire. His returned arousal bulged as he relived the last few minutes. The mixed fragrance of perfume and warm female vagina still tantalized his senses.He shoved the paper in his coat pocket; hummed a little Torme' as he moved the stool, then it hit him: I don't know how to get in touch with her! He anguished over the whole thing the rest of the day. As he headed out the door, one of the other salesmen asked, "Did you figure it out?" Pat did a double take. "Figure ou... how'd you know about that?" "She mentioned it as she left. She asked me to give you this." Pat took the small envelope, said thanks and stepped outside in the early evening air with a strong hint of the nearby Pacific Ocean. He carefully opened the envelope. Her perfume tickled his senses again evoking the visions of the earlier meeting. He took out the small photo of a tall somewhat over weight girl. His memories engulfed him as he remembered ignoring her, after fucking her when they were maybe 13 years old, avoiding her frequent classroom looks. He turned the picture over and read: "Call me! I'll show you the rest of my wardrobe," followed by the boldly written local telephone number.The salesman extraordinaire hummed snatches of "Pennies From Heaven" as he cradled the receiver next to his shoulder and dropped his quarter into the pay phone, grinning at the photo he held.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 57

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She needed a lesson in appropriate behavior. Especially after she had been drinking, Annie became way too vocal for her own good. Petite and sexy, Annie Harrison could be as sweet as sweet could be. And even when drinking, she tended to be a happy drunk. But for whatever reason, at a moment’s notice, she could turn from Dr. Jekyll to Mr. Hyde.Such was the case in London one March evening. Annie and her boyfriend Tim were in the middle of a three week vacation and had been out on the town checking out the London hotspots. After a fine dinner at one of the more upscale restaurants in the Mayfield area of London, they had headed for The Roadhouse, one of the few London nightclubs with live music and dancing. All went fine until Annie, with one too many Vodka tonics, got into an altercation with a male patron on the dance floor. The scene grew ugly and Tim, narrowly avoiding a fight defending her honor, insisted that they leave the club and head back to the hotel.Annie was provocatively dressed as usual and had a tendency to flirt when she had too much to drink. She was wearing an eye catching outfit consisting of a tight black silk sleeveless top, coupled with a flippy brown suede mini-skirt that ended about four inches above her knees. The ensemble was finished off with a pair of Via Spiga ankle strap brown suede stiletto pumps with four inch heels.Underneath, she had likewise dressed to impress. Earlier that evening, she had selected the underwear that Tim preferred. First, a lacy black push up bra that accentuated her small but perky breasts and showed just the right amount of cleavage. Next, she decided on a wispy black garter belt made of satin and see through nylon. It had a red bow in the center of the waistband and tiny little red bows just above each of the garter clips. She then had carefully pulled on a pair of vintage nylon stockings with the reinforced heel and toe. Slowly, she had rolled the first stocking up her left leg, taking care to smooth out the wrinkles and then attached the garter clips at the very top of the nylon in front and then in back. She repeated the process with the right leg. Stepping back to admire herself in the mirror, she continued to adjust and smooth out every last wrinkle from the stockings and admired how they were tautly attached to the garter belt.Satisfied with what she saw, she finished off the effect with a tiny black thong that matched the garter belt. Walking to the bed, she sat to put on the shoes, carefully and tightly securing the ankle straps. She had planned to be doing a lot of dancing and she didn’t want them coming off accidentally.Once again admiring herself in the mirror, she smiled coyly, thinking to herself how she could likely seduce any man she wanted. She had an almost perfect figure and at 31, looked easily ten years younger. She knew in her heart that she could catch and keep the eye of any man from 21 to 60 and she could have her choice with the slightest bit of effort. Her outfit tonight would help that cause if things went south with Tim.Annie slipped on the black silk top and then quickly pulled on her suede mini skirt. She was amused at the fact that the hem ended just below the darker band at the top of her stockings. A slight gust of wind would make them visible as would the slightest bending at the waist. She knew that on the dance floor, the customers who were watching would be fixated on her, gyrating to the beat of the music and the flash of nylons and garter straps that would invariably occur. She loved the attention.Returning to the present, Annie was incensed and made her anger known with one expletive after another during the cab ride back to the Hotel. The cab driver had never heard such language from a woman, much less such a tiny and petite little thing like Annie.Upon arriving at the hotel, Tim tried to salvage the evening by suggesting they have a drink at the bar and talk about it. Annie reluctantly acquiesced but only because she was looking for another drink anyway. Tim knew that she would likely go there on her own if he was not with her so he made the suggestion.It was nearly 1:30 am and save for three scattered hotel guests enjoying a nightcap, the bar was empty. They took their seats roughly ten feet from the nearest man, a fifty-something distinguished looking British gentleman who gave Annie the once over as she sat down. Annie noticed him looking and deliberately let her skirt ride higher up her leg as she sat giving the man a full on view of her stockings, the skin above them and the black garter strap firmly holding the top of her nylon. The man tried to avert his gaze so as to not be so obvious but he was not being too discreet.Tim noticed what was happening and made an issue of it which only served to make Annie more determined to put on a show of lingerie as well as put her back into attack mode. They quickly began to argue and Annie took over from where she had left off I the cab. Things got louder and louder and eventually, they were asked to keep it down by the manager or to leave the lounge area. Tim had had enough and grabbing Annie by the arm, half forced and half escorted her to the elevator. Though cursing and grumbling, Annie managed a wink to the British man as she left the lounge.Back in the room, things got worse. Heated words were exchanged and Annie finally told Tim, "Fuck You", grabbed her purse and left the room. For a moment, Tim considered following her but knowing it was now 2:00 am, he knew the bar would be closing and she would not be gone long. He decided on bottled water from the minibar and sat down to await her return. He thought to himself "fifteen minutes, tops." He couldn’t have been more wrong!Back in the bar, the British gentleman was now the only one left. Annie’s wink had told him it might be advantageous to wait a few more minutes to see if anything develops. He heard the elevator open and he developed a broad grin as the click clack of Annie’s stilettos told him he was right.As she approached, he got a much better look at her and realized just how incredibly sexy this woman was. He especially loved the way the suede miniskirt swayed back and forth as she walked. He also knew what she was wearing underneath that only served to increase his excitement. His heartbeat increased slightly as she neared him. "My name is Annie. Mind if I join you?" Before he could answer, she took a seat in the chair directly across from him and carelessly (and purposely) let her legs part just enough for him to see up her skirt and focus on the black thong."The name is Michael" he said as he extended his hand to hers. "Please do."Crossing her legs, Annie again made sure there was no doubt in his mind what she was wearing beneath her outer garments. She noticed her blouse had shifted slightly and that her black bra straps were visible as well but she made no attempt to fix it. Experience had told her that men like that look and now Michael knew that everything underneath was black. She wanted to make sure there were no doubts in this man’s mind. There weren’t. Michael now knew he had to get this woman back to his room. His instincts told him it would not be difficult."My boyfriend is an asshole" she commenced. "Sometimes he just pisses me off by showing up but tonight, he totally annoyed me from the moment we got to the nightclub. I’ve just had it with him and I saw you earlier and figured you looked like a gentleman and so, here I am."Just then, the bartender, not noticing that the two of them had not arrived together, informed them that the bar was closing and if they wanted a drink to take to the room. Michael glanced at Annie and she gave him a knowing smile that spoke volumes. They ordered drinks and inside three minutes, they were in Michaels suite, two floors above the room where Tim was waiting, still drinking his water.The room was lavish, much nicer than the room Tim had received. Lots of leather chairs, sofas, a desk, full bar and a separate bedroom suite."Make yourself at home my dear. I have a few things to do but I won’t be long. It is nearly 6:00 pm in Los Angeles and I must discuss some business with my partners."Annie spread herself on the leather couch and laid back, her head sinking deeply into the soft plush calfskin, her skirt riding high up on her legs showing a generous amount of skin above the stockings. Sipping her drink, she waited patiently. She could hear Michael’s voice talking on the phone in the other room and she wondered to herself how much longer she would have to wait to get satisfied. Her loins were burning now. Drinking always seemed to make her horny and tonight was no exception. She reached under her skirt and gently stroked herself for a few seconds but then quickly withdrew her hand as she heard Michael approaching.Michael walked towards her, leaned over and kissed her on the mouth. Annie reacted immediately by sticking her tongue in his mouth and he responded in kind. The two locked in this embrace for twenty seconds or so while Michael placed his hand inside her blouse and fondled her breasts over her black bra. His touch titillated Annie and she could feel herself starting to get moist in her crotch.Straightening up, Michael said "why don’t you get a little more comfortable" and with that, gently removed her blouse by pulling it up and over her head. He was please to note that she offered no resistance whatsoever. He stared at her firm breasts framed by the lacy push up bra and admired what he saw. Annie took this as her cue and abruptly sat up, unzipped her skirt and let it fall in a heap at her feet. She raised one foot and then with the other, kicked the tiny miniskirt across the floor.She now stood before him clad only in her black sexy lingerie. Michael could feel an erection starting to mount as he gazed at the seductive young woman, clad only in black bra, thong, garter belt, nylon stockings and stiletto pumps gyrating before him."My dear" he said, "it appears I may be a wee bit longer than I anticipated and I fear you might get antsy and want to leave. So I thought maybe I would take a few precautions to assure myself that you will still be waiting when I complete my tasks."Annie looked at him quizzically, wondering exactly what he meant.Michael was pulling something from the desk drawer and Annie felt a twinge of excitement as well as apprehension when she recognized the object as a piece of cotton rope about four feet long. "Adult games between two consenting adults can be fun, don’t you think?" he said as he walked toward her. "I thought I would just lightly tie your hands so that you wouldn’t get any ideas about getting dressed and leaving if I took longer than expected. You don’t mind, do you?" That last statement had deflected any idea of objecting that she might have had. A response of "Yes I do mind" would likely kill the mood and make him think she was a prude so she responded by saying "No, I don’t mind at all. My boyfriend likes to tie me up but he’s so selfish about it. He leaves me like that way too long before letting me go. Besides, it’ll be fun thinking about how he’d go crazy if he knew someone else was tying me up. So okay! But don’t make them too tight."Delicious," he said. "Lean back on the arm of the couch and put your wrists together, palm to palm." Annie quickly complied as he took the length of rope and wrapped it around her wrists three times before cinching it with two more wraps between her wrists. He tied the knot at the top, well out of the reach of her fingers."There, that’s not too tight is it?" Annie tested her bonds and was surprised that although they held her wrists fast, they caused no pain. "No" she said. They are definitely tight enough to keep me from getting loose but not so tight to cut off my circulation. You certainly know what you’re doing. You’ve done this before, haven’t you? Michael gave her a smirky smile and said only "Yes, once or twice."Michael left the room, picking up his cell phone as he disappeared into the bedroom. Annie once again tested the ropes holding her wrists but felt no slack. She trusted him but she was now at his mercy. For a brief moment, she thought to herself that she could still get out of there but would have trouble explaining her predicament. She also would be unable to get dressed with her hands tied behind her back. She quickly dismissed the idea and leaned back on the couch awaiting the return of the handsome stranger.The minutes seemed like hours and Annie was started to get perturbed. In reality, it had only been two or three minutes but she wanted to get things rolling.Almost as if on cue, Michael reappeared in the room. Standing over her, he told her "My apologies my sweet but things are a little more complicated with my partners than I anticipated. I’ll be just a few minutes more." Reaching into his back pocket, he produced another length of rope. Annie’s eyes widened as she spied it and asked what he was doing. He responded by saying that it was obvious she could still leave with only her hands tied so he wanted a little more insurance that she would stay. That would come in the form of some ankle ties. Annie was a little more concerned now but still in her drunken state and reluctantly agreed. She lifted her stocking clad legs to assist him as he wound the cord around her ankles, slightly tighter than the rope on her wrists and then cinched them in between with two wraps and a tight knot to finish it.Michael ran his fingers up and down her legs, stroking her stockings and garter straps and admiring how incredibly alluring she looked in this rather mild state of bondage. Annie tested her wrist and ankle bonds again but as before, she realized she was for all intents and purposes, helpless and at the mercy of a man she had only just met minutes earlier.Bending at the waist, Michael slipped his arms under her upper legs and back and lifted her into a sitting position, her bound ankles dangling off the edge of the couch. He continued his fondling of her body, rubbing his hands on her breasts, between her legs and over the incredibly smooth surface of her stockings. The straps from the garter belt were doing their job of holding her nylons tight and wrinkle free.Now he was unzipping his pants and pulling his erect penis out and presenting it to her just a scant few inches from her lips. Annie recognized her cue and moved her mouth on to his erect member and began to suck. Gently at first, then slightly faster as she felt him harden even further. She knew what she was doing. She’d done this before. With her hands tied, it required more skill but she was equal to the task.His cock was now fully erect and his thrusts were pushing all the way to the back of her throat. He was well-endowed and Annie was taking all she could handle. She wanted his dick inside her pussy. Withdrawing from her mouth, Michael pulled his pants down, deftly and quickly untied her ankles and then yanked off her tiny black thong, leaving it dangling around one of her ankles. He then spread her legs with his hands and entered her, almost in one continuous motion. Annie wrapped her legs around his lower back and the two of them began a simultaneous pumping motion. Michael could feel her nylon sheathed legs on his back as she writhed beneath him. Oh how she wished her hands were not tied behind her. She longed to grab hold of his ass and pull him in even further but she was rebuked by the ropes on her wrists. She felt some pain from the ropes chafing her but this was sufficiently offset by the cushiness of the sofa and her oncoming orgasm. At long last, they both climaxed. Michael’s body stiffened and finally fell limp on top of Annie.After a few seconds, Michael withdrew from her pussy, his cock still wet and dripping cum as he replaced it in his trousers. Annie lay on the couch with her legs spread, her pussy framed by the nylons and garter belt but still with her hands tied behind her. Her breasts were heaving and threatened to escape her bra with each breath she took."I’m not through with you yet little lady," he said. "I still have one last thing to attend to before we are finished." This was music to Annie’s ears because she had always been multi-orgasmic. Once was never enough for her. As she listened, she was somewhat surprised to see Michael pulling her panties back on her. Carefully, he positioned the thong in the crack of her ass and caressed her pussy with his middle finger, knowing she was still quite sensitive. He felt her wince at his touch as he did so.Michael then grabbed the discarded ankle rope and took hold of both of Annie’s legs. Before she could say a word, he had once again, tightly tied and cinched them at the ankles. Annie eyed him quizzically but said nothing. She was feeling that this was still part of "his scene" and things had gone well so far. She grinned at him and seductively licked her lips with her tongue to convey her quiet approval.Michael bent down to Annie and said "Open Wide." Thinking he was about to stick his tongue in her mouth, she complied. Suddenly, the unexpected happened! "Oh My God" she thought. "What the hell is this?" Michael had produced a red ball gag and was forcing it into Annie’s open mouth. Before she could say a word, the ball had been positioned behind her teeth and Michael was tightening the leather strap behind her head. He pulled the strap excruciatingly tight so that it could go no further into her mouth and there was no chance for her to dislodge it."MMMMMPPPPHHH!" she screamed but only a muffled sound was audible. Her eyes now completely widened with the deer in the headlight look, Annie was now in a state of panic. "What have I gotten myself into" she thought. She twisted and bucked in her bonds but it was simple for Michael to keep her prone on the couch. "MMPPPPH" once again and her eyes implored him for an explanation.Here she was in her sexiest black lingerie, bound and gagged in the room of a complete stranger with no idea of his intentions and no one knowing where she is. She started to squirm even harder now, kicking her stocking clad legs, enhanced by the ankle strap stilettos.Michael now held a short length of rope in his hand. A diabolic grin came over his face as he explained "You know my sweet, here we have a two foot piece of plain cotton rope that looks for the entire world as something very simple, obscure and quite worthless. But when put to proper use, it can be extremely useful and incredibly effective as a means of restraint. In this case, as a hogtie" Annie screamed through the gag but was once again stifled by the red ball jammed in her mouth. "HOGTIE" she thought. "MY GOD, he’s going to hogtie me."And with that, Michael roughly rolled her over on her stomach and in the blink of an eye, had tied one end of the rope around her wrist bonds. Grabbing her ankles, he forced them up toward her wrists and then just as roughly, tied the loose end around the cinch knot between her ankles.Annie rolled on her side facing him. She was now hogtied, totally helpless, ball gagged in her most seductive black lingerie and now, in fear for her life. What were his intentions? With her body in the hogtie, the black straps of her garter belt were now stretched to their limit. The nylons were tight and without a hint of a wrinkle, all courtesy of the restrictive hogtie she was forced to endure. "Now what do I do?" she thought.Back in the room, Tim was beginning to worry. It has been almost an hour and no sign of Annie. His mind wandered and he considered for a moment that she might be carrying on with one of the men they’d seen in the bar. Perhaps she had even left with one of them. He had no idea how right he was.He picked up the phone and called the lounge. Ten Rings. No answer. He decided to give her another 15 minutes before going down to fetch her. "Crazy Bitch" he thought as he turned on CNN Europe.Meanwhile in Michael’s suite, Annie was becoming more and more distressed. The bonds that once felt so loose and almost comfortable were now biting into the flesh of her wrists and ankles as a result of the rope used to hogtie them together. Beads of sweat started to form on her brow and inner thighs as she struggled to find some relief. She strained to reach the knot binding her ankles but Michael had tied it in front and she had no chance of reaching it. Drool was dripping from the sides of her mouth thanks to the ball gag lodged firmly in her mouth. As she struggled, her legs moved in scissor-like motion as she tried to find relief from the ankle ropes but only succeeded in generating that familiar swishing motion that women make when they rub their legs together while wearing stockings. She noted that the sound was catching Michael’s attention.Now Michael was back on the phone. This time however, he was standing next to Annie as he spoke. Annie hoped that the conversation might lend some clue as to what he had in mind for her."Yeah, I got us a good one this time" he said. "No, no problems. In fact it was easier than I could have imagined. A real hellcat this one. No. No, that won’t be necessary. You just make sure you and Ralphie are here by 5:30, got it? Yeah, through the service entrance, just like before. No, the maids don’t get here until about 6:30. We’ll be long gone by then. I’ll finish tying her up and maybe have a little more fun with her to pass the time until then. Okay then, Cheerio""Finish tying her up???" Annie couldn’t believe her ears. How much more did he need to tie her? She was already helpless. It became clear soon enough for already, Michael had returned to the desk, grabbed several more lengths of cord and was rapidly approaching her with that same sardonic look on his face. "Need to finish the job sweetheart. We can’t be half assed here can we?’Taking an eight foot length of cord, he pushed Annie onto her side and proceeded to wrap the rope around her legs at the point where the darker band of her nylons started. He was much rougher now than before and he pulled the ends tight as she screamed into the gag. The walls were so thick in the hotel and the gag so effective that there was no chance for someone to hear her muffled pleas. Now Michael finished her leg bondage by looping the ends between her legs to cinch them and forcefully tying the knot off on top, again out of the reach of her fingers. The ropes made an appealing contrast to her dark nylons and Michael admired his work as he realized how lucky he was to have found someone who dressed so seductively voluntarily.Continuing his task, he wound several loops of cord around her arms, three loops above her breasts and three below. Pulling them tight, he looped the ends over her shoulders and under her arms, taking them in opposite directions behind her back. Then, He looped the loose ends around each arm above the elbow and pulled her elbows together till they almost touched. He then knotted the ends together. Annie’s breasts, covered only by the lacy black bra, were forced out and up and she knew he loved this as much as she hated it. The pain was almost unbearable. How could she ever stay like this for three more hours?She was now captive in her sexiest black underwear, bound hand and foot, knees and arms, hogtied and ball-gagged in the room of a man she knew nothing about. And she had come there of her own free will. There couldn’t possibly be a worse situation for a girl to find herself in.Wrong again! Michael had one last length of rope in his hands. "What’s possibly left to tie" she thought. Just as she contemplated this thought, Michael surprised her by reaching behind her and untying the hogtie. Annie was so grateful for the slight bit of relief and had hoped that this was a portent of things to come. It was to be a portent but not in the way she had hoped. Michael had removed the hogtie because he had a better idea for Annie’s restraint.This final piece of rope looked to be about twenty feet in length. Annie watched as he folded it in half and wondered to herself what he could have in mind. Her curiosity was quickly clarified as Michael took the looped end and wrapped it around her waist. Annie was whimpering and begging through the gag while watching him work. Michael then took the loose ends of the rope and threaded them through the looped end and cruelly yanked them tight. The rope dug into her tiny waist as he cruelly pulled. Then, with incredible speed, he pulled the two loose ends down between her legs, between the lips of her pussy and rolling her over, tied one of the loose ends to her wrist bonds. The other, he looped over the cinch knot on her wrists and, pulling her ankles once again back toward her rear end, he tied it off to the cinch knot on her ankles. She was now once again effectively hogtied with a crotch rope.Any attempt by Annie to gain relief only resulted in the crotch rope being pulled even tighter into her crack and taking her tiny little thong along with it. Resigning herself to her predicament and in spite of the constant ache of the stringently tied ropes, Annie lay almost motionless on the couch trying to make sense of all this and waiting for the other shoe to drop.Trying to lose his thoughts on the TV program, Tim was now starting to get a bad feeling about the current state of affairs. Annie had done some strange and devious things in the past but this one seemed over the top. She had been gone for over an hour and a half and something was not right. He decided to do some investigating. He hurriedly dressed and headed down to the bar to see if she was still there. Upon arriving at the bar, Tim was perplexed to find the lights out, table wiped down, chairs turned upside down on the tables and all the other typical signs that said the place was closed for the balance of the night. Butterflies formed in his stomach as he was now beyond the concerned state. He was now worried that she had taken this too far and perhaps had gotten herself into a serious situation. His mind raced through all the possibilities. Perhaps she had decided to return to the Roadhouse. He wouldn’t put it past her. He remembered that dressed as she was, she had attracted quite a bit of attention from the locals and her sudden reappearance at the lounge would likely result in at least one if not several men moving in on her. Anything was possible with this crazy bitch when she was drunk.Tim exited the bar and passed through the revolving door to the street. Not even the doorman was to be found at this ungodly hour. Waiting several minutes, he was finally able to flag down a passing cab and set out for the Roadhouse to test his theory. It was now nearly 4:00 am and he couldn’t help wonder if the place was even still open. European night spots he knew were notorious for late hours and most stayed open until dawn. Part of him hoped the Roadhouse was of this ilk but another part of him had hoped to find it closed. At least that way, he would know that she was likely still at the hotel.somewhere.Twenty minutes later, the cab arrived at its destination. The place was still teeming with activity. The bouncer at the door remembered him from the ruckus earlier in the evening but stated quite frankly that Annie had not returned. He had been vigilant at his station he stated and he would have definitely remembered the provocatively dressed little minx. Still, Tim wanted more proof and proceeded to question the bartenders and cocktail waitresses one by one. His inquiries produced the same result – no sign of Annie.Returning to the waiting taxi, Tim instructed the cabbie to return to the hotel as quick as possible. The trip to the Roadhouse, the brief investigation and now the return back had taken more than an hour and he realized that the sun would soon be rising. Entering back into the hotel lobby, Tim proceeded to the nearest house phone and called the room. He let it ring over a dozen times but there was no answer. Thinking possibly she had returned but was simply not answering, he took the elevator to his floor to see first hand if that was indeed the case. Tim was disheartened to discover there was no sign of Annie in the room, nor was there any evidence that she had returned. His thoughts spun out of control. Has something sinister befallen her? Has she ventured out to a more local bar or lounge? Or has she simply taken up with some stranger who happened to be convenient? "What do I do now?" he wondered out loud. He decided to head back down to the hotel bar to see if he could possibly find some evidence of her whereabouts. He felt there must be some clue as to where she went. Back in the bar area, nothing had changed. No activity, no lights, nothing. Suddenly he heard a noise from the back room. Hurriedly, Tim ran towards the noise which appeared to be coming from the storeroom. Once inside, he noticed another door at the back of the room that was slightly ajar and could hear voices coming from it. Barging through the door, Tim encountered three men drinking and having a cigarette. He recognized one of them as the bartender from earlier in the night. The others were hotel workers and the three of them had been clandestinely sampling some of the hotels better bottles of Scotch. He asked the bartender if he had seen Annie return to the bar and was relieved to find that she had indeed made an appearance right before closing time. He was not so pleased to find that she had departed with another patron shortly thereafter. Tim pressed on for more information. The bartender did not know the identity of this "mystery man" but did provide a fairly good description of the gent. He couldn’t say for sure if they had gone somewhere else but he was fairly certain that they had stayed in the hotel because they had taken their drinks with them when the left the lounge.While this was all happening, two rather questionable looking characters were making their way through an exterior door at the rear of the hotel. One of them, Ian, was a hotel employee who had left the door unlocked at the finish of his shift as a maintenance man and the other was the aforementioned Ralphie. They were Michael’s accomplices whose task it was to handle the dirty work of their ongoing abduction schemes. To date, the three of them had managed to secure over a dozen women for their clients, all very wealthy French and British businessmen or politicians who were willing to pay top dollar for their own personal sex slaves. These women were to be used as the individuals saw fit and then discarded when their owners tired of them. Typically, they were to be re-sold into white slavery in some Middle Eastern country and made part of the erstwhile harem of a wealthy Arab.The lower levels of the hotel were mostly empty at this time of the morning. The two moved stealthily through the halls to Housekeeping. Once there, they secured a large laundry cart and half filled it with dirty towels and sheets. Thus prepared, they set out for the elevator, making their way towards Suite 500.Tim was now completely pissed. "That little whore has gone off to screw a complete stranger" he thought. Just then, the bartender remembered that the man had signed for his bar tab and charged it to his room. This was great information for Tim for now he had a lead on where she might be. Looking through the nights receipts, the bartender ascertained that the man in question was one Michael Robertson who was occupying Suite 500 – coincidentally the Presidential Suite which was usually reserved for visiting VIP’s. Tim thanked the bartender, slipped him a twenty pound note for his trouble and set out for the fifth floor. In his mind, Tim debated on what his next move should be. He pondered whether to pound on the door and demand it be opened or possibly, a soft knock, pretending to be room service or some other hotel employee. He was still considering his options when he approached the door to Suite 500. Putting his ear to the door, he listened intently for any possible clue to what was transpiring inside. He could hear only muffled, unintelligible sounds that could possibly be moaning of the orgasmic variety. He couldn’t be sure but he could briefly make out the sound of a man’s voice. What he could not possibly know was that the sounds he was hearing were those of Michael letting Annie know the fate that awaited her and Annie’s corresponding muffled protests through the ball gag that merrily occupied her mouth. To someone listening outside, it could just as easily have been pillow talk and the animal like moaning of a woman in the throes of ecstasy.Just then, Tim heard the "Ping" of the elevator indicating it was stopping at the fifth floor. Not wanting to be seen or mistaken for a thief, Tim headed for the elevator doors, looking for all the world like just another guest leaving his room. As he approached, two men emerged from the elevator pushing a large laundry cart normally used by hotel maids. They were somewhat sinister looking men and looked out of place handling a laundry cart but they seemed totally detached from his current concerns and they passed each other in opposite directions as Tim headed for the elevator. Tim took the elevator down one floor and then quickly took the stairs back up to the fifth floor. Peering through the small window in the stairwell door, Tim arrived just in time to see the door closing to Suite 500.This was a curious development he thought for now; these two lowlifes appeared to be part of a bigger picture. His mind raced along trying to analyze the situation. He was now certain there was a connection between the man in Suite 500, the two idiots with the laundry cart and Annie’s disappearance. Tim exited the stairwell and made his way to a door marked Hotel Personnel Only. The door was unlocked and he found himself in a janitor’s closet. He left the door slightly ajar so as to provide himself with a clear but clandestined view of Suite 500. Surveying the room, Tim found a large pipe wrench that he thought might come in handy. He put it in his back pocket and pondered his next move, all the while keeping an eye on the door to the suite.Inside, Michael and his two accomplices exchanged pleasantries. One of the men asked to see the current "prize" and Michael complied by escorting them to the couch where Annie lay bound and gagged. She of course was powerless to resist whatever they might have in mind but she was repulsed by the site of them. Twisting and turning, contorting her limbs in an involuntarily seductive manner, Annie continued to try and find some relief from the tight ropes. Her most private parts were now rubbed raw by the tight crotch rope. Her arms and legs were numb and every muscle in her body strained to seek some advantage over her bondage. She would find no such relief any time soon. Ian and Ralphie ran their hands over Annie’s bound form, first feeling her stockinged legs, then her breasts straining to escape the tiny bra and finally, poking and prodding her pussy dissected by the crotch rope. Annie was repulsed and terrified but could offer no resistance. In a final indignity, Ralphie stuck his finger between the two crotch ropes and flicked her clitoris several times to see her reaction. Annie bucked her pelvis as she felt his touch and tried to move away but was stifled by the hogtie. "Let’s get going" Ian said as he pulled on one of her garter straps and smiled as it painfully snapped on Annie’s leg.Ralphie had already started emptying the laundry cart, dumping the towels and sheets on the floor. As he finished, Michael moved toward Annie as she instinctively tried to retreat. Quickly and easily Michael lifted her from the couch. As he did, every rope on Annie’s body tightened even more. In particular, the crotch rope, attached to her ankles dug even deeper into her pussy from the weight of her feet pulling on it. The tiny thong provided no measure of protection for her and Annie screamed as loud as she could. The result was once again, a predictable but greatly muffled MMMPPPPHHHHH!Her movements were completely restricted by the tight and complete bondage Michael had put her in and she could not put up any kind of fight as he lifted her into the laundry cart and laid her on her side at the bottom. Annie was now feeling that this was her past chance for freedom. She was not going to go quietly. Despite the tightness of the ropes, she began to thrash her body violently back and forth. With the ball gag stifling her protests, she was making as much noise as humanly possible and Michael was understandably concerned. With Annie kicking and bucking so wildly, it would be difficult to get her down to the waiting van without attracting the attention of any one who might pass them.But Michael was prepared for this. Experience was with him for this type of thing had happened in his prior abductions. He quickly retrieved a stun gun from his briefcase and in a millisecond, zapped Annie at the base of her spine with it, sending 80,000 volts of electricity into her body. Annie stiffened briefly, spasmed for a second or two and then fell silent. Michael gazed upon the helpless female, checked her pulse to assure she was otherwise okay and then realizing they had only a few minutes before Annie would regain mobility, quickly piled the sheets and towels on top of her in final preparation for her transport.Tim had grown anxious waiting in the utility room and decided it was time to make a move. Almost simultaneous to him starting down the hall towards the suite, the door opened and out came Ralphie and Ian with the cart. Tim decided to play the part of the early rising guest coming back from morning coffee. Ian and Ralphie appeared to be laboring in their attempt to push the cart. Something was not right here Tim thought and why are they coming out of a private suite.As they came side by side, the two men were obviously keeping a close eye on Tim. Tim broke the ice by saying a cheerful "Good Morning" in an attempt to put them at ease. Annie was barely conscious but heard the voice that sounded vaguely likes Tim’s. She mustered up every last ounce of effort and at that very moment, underneath the sheets and towels, Annie let out an almost inaudible moan. Ian and Ralphie both heard the noise and were certain Tim had as well. They were right. Tim had heard it but was uncertain of where it had come from and what it was. At the same time, Tim had glanced down at the cart as it passed and something caught his eye. It was a portion of a foot and the heel of a stiletto sticking out from under a towel. He felt a rush of adrenalin as he noticed the reinforced heel of a nylon stocking in the shoe. "It’s Annie" he surmised.He knew he had to act now and act quickly. His "Good Morning" comment had relaxed the men just long enough to gain the upper hand. Reaching into his back pocket, Tim brought the pipe wrench around in one quick forehand motion and smashed Ralphie’s head open at the temple. Almost lightning fast, he swung the wrench with a backhand and caught Ian flush in the forehead. In less than two seconds, both men lay on the hallway floor. The bonecrushings had made very little noise but Michael was still standing inside the suite near the door and heard something that caught his attention. Michael made the mistake of opening the door just side enough to look out and Tim was ready for him. Tim used a karate style kick to smash the door back against Michaels face, knocking him backwards on the floor of the suite. Rushing inside, Tim finished him off with a vicious kick between the legs and he stood and watch amused as Michael passed out on the floor in front of him. The three perpetrators now disabled and unconscious, Tim turned his attentions to the laundry cart. He removed the sheets and towels and found himself staring at a bound and gagged Annie wearing only her most seductive black lingerie. Annie was starting to regain her faculties and only now realized she was being rescued by the man she had abandoned earlier in the evening. Though only semi-conscious, she felt relief, gratitude and regret for having put herself in such a tenuous situation.She watched as Tim pulled the cart with her still in it back into the suite. Next, he dragged the unconscious bodies of Raphie and Ian into the suite as well and then closed the door behind him. Still lying at the bottom of the cart, Annie could not see what Tim was doing but she knew that he had saved her and that it would be only a few seconds before he would free her from her stringent bonds. She wanted so bad to be free from the burning confines of the ropes and to feel her circulation return to her limbs. She would give Tim the blow job of his life in a show of gratitude when this was all over.But still, relief had not come. She was confused about Tim’s whereabouts. She was perplexed by why he had not yet untied her.At long last however, Tim appeared at the cart. He had a half-smile, half-frown look on his face. Annie had seen this look before. It was the look of someone who liked what he saw but was at the same time, very angry. Tim bent over and picked Annie up out of the cart. Even though the circumstances were different, the pull of the ropes and the strain on her body was the same as when Michael had lifted her into it. But she endured the pain and discomfort for she knew her ordeal was almost over. Tim carried her to the couch, the spot of her indignities earlier in the evening, and unceremoniously dumped her on it, letting her free fall the last foot or so. Every rope tightened once again as she landed with a soft thump on the brown leather.Tim surveyed the room and saw her tiny skirt lying in the corner and her black silk top in a crumbled heap at the base of the sofa. Looking down at her, Tim said "You really got yourself into something this time, didn’t you?" Annie could only look up at him and use her eyes to implore him to set her free. With tears in her eyes, she attempted her most contrite look as if to say "I’m sorry. Please untie me." But Tim was less than impressed. He was indeed quite angry with her and felt that she needed to be taught a lesson.Tim casually walked to the bar where he noticed Michael’s stun gun. Taking it in one hand, he approached Annie and smiled to himself as he saw her eyes widen to the size of silver dollars anticipating that he would use the gun on her. She tried to straighten up as far as the ropes would allow in attempt to distance herself from the stun gun."Relax", Tim said. "I’m not going to use this on you even though you deserve it." And with that, he proceeded to zap each of the three unconscious men in their upper torsos. "That should keep them for a while" he explained as he turned toward the bar area."Now you just relax there for a minute. I’ve got something to take care of" he said as he left the room.Annie had been hogtied and ball gagged for almost four hours now and she didn’t think she could last another minute. She tried to yell at Tim through the gag but the ball did its job to perfection, stifling all but the most guttural of sounds from escaping her mouth.A minute or two later, Tim emerged from the other room. Walking over the Annie, he gave her right breast a painful squeeze and sat down on the couch next to her. "I just called Scotland Yard and explained that we had a situation here. They’ll be sending over a couple of detectives to check things out. But you know," he continued, "we have to preserve the evidence, preserve the crime scene so I’m afraid I’ll have to leave you as I found you until they arrive. "I’m sure they will want to take pictures, examine all the evidence, fingerprints, etc. You know, make sure they cross all the T’s and dot all the I’s. So you’ll just have to stay tied up as you are until they arrive and they give me the go-ahead to untie you. Oh, and one last thing babe, I told them it was a robbery attempt but that everything was under control so they could just take their time getting here. I figure they won’t be more than an hour, hour and a half tops. So like I said, relax and make the best of it. It won’t be long now."Annie was now totally bewildered. Her fate was a result of her own stupid actions and now, Tim was enjoying her predicament. She let her eyes wander around the room thinking to herself how stupid she had been to allow herself to get put into such a situation. She looked down at her bound form and twisted herself slightly to gain some semblance of comfort. She looked at her black bra, thong, garter belt, nylons and stiletto heels, all contrasting vividly with the white cotton ropes binding her at ankles, wrists, thighs, arms and the crotch rope bisecting her pussy lips. She knew she looked incredibly seductive and that her current fate was largely of her own making. She laid back and resigned herself to accept her punishment. She knew there would be even more hell to pay when she and Tim got back to their own room. She also knew she would have to grin and bear it.As she was contemplating her dilemma, Tim had found the minibar and was treating himself to a beverage. "Wow, check this out" he said to Annie as he opened a split of champagne. "This place has everything!"ENDThe author welcomes feedback about this story as well as stories you would like to share. Contact the author at tlvsbd@yahoo.com

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Chapter One – Julie and I Have a New HomeThe problems with our diminutive carrot top neighbor came to a head one weekend. I had just come home from this week's grocery shopping to find Amanda in my backyard screaming at Julie while her damned mutt ran all over our yard, snarling and yapping. Amanda is a petite woman of around twenty-three. When she isn't raging at someone, she's rather attractive, more cute than beautiful. I'm not sure if she is as much as a hundred pounds, but the weight is fetchingly spread over her five foot three spare frame giving it some fascinating curves. She has large hazel eyes that dominate her face, especially with the Goth eye makeup she uses. The rest of her face is, well, cute, with a small pug nose, small mouth with thin lips. Her chin is round and she has elfin like ears. Unfortunately her personality sucks and her temper has a short fuse. This morning she touched off my own temper.Julie is my eleven year old daughter who is terrified by both Amanda and her dog, some kind of unidentifiable mongrel. I didn't see her at first then saw her as she cowered in the swimming pool, where the dog couldn't get at her. Fortunately for Julie, the dog didn't like to get wet.I put the bags on the kitchen table and stormed out the back door. Without saying a word, I strode up to Amanda and grabbed her by the back of her neck. I believe I had stunned her since she went inert and silent.Normally I'm a passive, quiet and retiring, but not in any way a submissive person. I am seven inches taller than my abusive young neighbor. I have long blond hair that I usually keep in a pony tail; deep set pale blue eyes, a rather ordinary nose and full lips – not quite the bee stung kind. I weigh hundred thirty-six pounds, with breasts are not overly large, and well rounded hips above a pair of soft creamy thighs. What I am about to do would shock those who knew me. It will shock me, Natalie Bethany James, in ways I could not have imagined.*****In mid September of last year, Tom rang our doorbell. He was a friend of my husband, Richard, and a town patrolman. He was wearing his uniform and a somber expression. "Hello, Natalie. May I come in please?"I wondered what was on his mind. "Of course, you may, Officer." I felt silly that we were acting so formally. "What can I do for you? Are you selling raffle tickets again?"He looked extremely mournful as he said, "I fear I have some bad news. Richie was killed in an automobile accident this afternoon. He was declared DOA at the hospital."He paused as I froze and stared at Tom in disbelief. He went on when I said nothing. "Some nineteen year old drunk driver ran a red light doing over sixty miles an hour and rammed his heavy pick-up into Richie's car on the driver side door. Richie surely never felt a thing."I tried not to show it, but didn't feel much sorrow. However, I let Tom take me to the hospital. Then he went to get Julie out of school and brought her to join me. The experience at the hospital felt other worldly to me, as if I were a detached observer. Strangely, except for a bruise on his forehead and a probable broken nose, he looked like he just fell asleep.After a few questions from the doctor, Tom took Julie and I home. "Nat, is there someone you'd like me to call to come sit with you? Or I could stay if you prefer."I smiled weakly. "Thanks, Tom. I appreciate the offer, but I think I need to be alone with Julie."I closed the door behind him, went into the kitchen and pour myself a glass of wine. Julie was watching me. I poured a small glass for her.She put a hand on my arm and said, "Are you alright, Mom? You don't seem to be very shook up about Dad."I had no answer for her. How could I explain that the sadness I felt was not much above what I would feel for a casual acquaintance? I hid my face and said, "I must still be in shock.""Well, I know that you and Dad were not very close. Neither was I for that matter. Do you have any idea what we should do now?"I couldn't decide if she was unaffected due to her age or mature beyond her age or if she was the one in shock. The truth for me was that our twelve year old marriage had been little more than only a shared name. We were not strangers, but we weren't friends either. Our love making, if I could use the term, was rare and quite perfunctory on both of our parts as if it was a requirement of some sort. I had never been physically or mentally satisfied in the last seven or eight years. *****Later I learned that the other driver only had a bruise on his chest and head, and two broken fingers. He was sentenced to a long jail term for vehicular homicide while under the influence. I actually felt a little bad for him, very little.The one idea in my mind is that I found some good that came from Richard's death. He carried a sizeable life insurance of which I am the sole beneficiary. Between the death benefits and the court awarded money when my lawyer sued the driver and the company for which he drove, I am now a rather rich widow.I know that sounds bleak, maybe even cruel, but it is what it is. If money buys happiness, I should have been dancing with joy, because I had over two million dollars. Most of it I put into careful, safe investments, with half a million put in a trust for Julie. I believed the time came to make some changes in my life. I always thought the house Richard bought seven years ago was too big for us and frankly I considered it too flashy for our family. I put it up for sale a month after his cremation. Within two months I had a buyer at my price. We closed on March first of this year. I already had found a nice, but smaller home for Julie and me. On the same day we moved in the new home.It's a ranch with a full basement and a two car garage. It came with a large backyard bordered on both sides by a variety of evergreens. There were gaps in the plantings, so they didn't actually provide complete privacy. Inside, the house came with a standard set of rooms: living and dining rooms, country kitchen, a full bath and three bedrooms. The Master Bedroom included an en suite bathroom. I think it was the bathroom that sold me on the house.The bath had a fabulous, large shower in addition to a large Jacuzzi tub. The fixtures were gold plate, even for the toilet, the bidet and the double sinks. Well, of course, I didn't need so much, but I allowed myself this one indulgence.Julie sulked when we move. She complained that she would have no friends because she's too shy. I had hoped that by moving while there was still three plus months of school before summer vacation that it would give her a better opportunity to make some friends. It did not work quite as well as I thought but it did work to a degree. The school was more cliquish than I anticipated. By the final couple of weeks she only managed to make one close girl friend, Abby. Abby was another shy maiden and they had other shared traits. I had hoped time would expand her circle of friends. But maybe it was the age group. Julie was eleven and would turn twelve mid July. I would turn thirty-two three weeks later.She was tall for her age. The doctors said she might top out at an inch or two taller than me. She already stood five and half feet tall and was two years into puberty. I think her height may have been part of the problem. She tended to tower over both the boys and girls in her age group.She proudly wore her 'A' cup bra and had very little baby fat left and what remained stayed in her hips and butt. Like me, she was a blue eyed blonde. Unlike me, she wore her hair in Shirley Temple curls. She was also quiet and modest. She became ever more so after our move.I already began teaching her how to use makeup before we moved. Something her father had forbade her until she was seventeen. With the right clothes and makeup, she looked closer to sixteen. In hopes of accepting the move, I bought her a new bedroom set that I let her choose. I knew she loved to swim, so I used some of our new wealth to put in an Olympic size pool in the backyard. I also fenced in the back yard, but the gates were generally open because the catches didn't work well. By mid May, the weather was warm enough to use the pool. I quickly found a job as a substitute teacher and was called on about three days out of five for the remainder of the school term. Unfortunately, I did not get to know many of my neighbors. Most of them were in their latter forties or older. The empty nest couple on one side were rarely home. I never learned their first names or where they went so often.On the other side was Amanda who lived alone. Next to her was Dorothy Ransom, a sweet, older lady in her mid sixties. We actually became good friends despite the age different. She was twice my age at least. I think a mutual dislike of Amanda may have been the reason for our closeness.Behind us was a nature park, meaning it was thick with trees and bushes, poison oak and brambles. It had a few semi-tended walking trails that wandered around a small lake that was favored by migrating geese and a few herons. Except for Amanda, it was a quiet, mature neighborhood.*****We were in the new home almost a month when Amanda began to create problems. She would come into our yard to yell at Julie to turn her music down. In my opinion it wasn't loud at all. She must have had super hearing to even know there was music playing. I also spoke to her about keeping her dog leashed, both to keep it from bothering Julie and from crapping all over our property. She consistently ignored my requests.The mutual incriminations only got more frequent and louder as the weeks went by. It nearly blew up into a war one weekend near the end of the school term. I let Julie have a pool party. About ten pre teens and a couple of early teens showed up. I considered a success by me and my daughter until Amanda came home. She immediately started yelling about the noise. And here I thought how strangely quiet and well behaved the kids were.It was prologue for the day when Amanda finally got to me. With my hand holding tight on her neck I propelled her to the picnic table. I sat down and yanked her over my lap. I switched from her neck to an arm which I twisted and held behind her back to fix her in place. Her head hung down on one side and legs on the other. I managed to wrap one of my legs around both of hers so she couldn't kick very well. As she recovered from the shock of being manhandled so speedily, she tried to kick her way loose. "Forget it, Tootsie. I've had all I'm going to take from you. Now shut up and take your punishment.""What the hell are you doing, you dumb bitch?"I drew my arm up high and brought my free hand down hard on her tush. She howled like a banshee and tried to bite my ankle. I soccer kicked her in the jaw just hard enough to disabuse of trying that again. Julie rested at the edge of pool. She watched me and began to smile in glee, but she stayed in the water still fearful of the dog, which was snarling at me. "Julie, get out of the pool and grab the hose. Turn the water full on and squirt that damn dog back into its own yard. Then come over her, but keep hold of the hose."While Julie took care of the mutt, I resumed spanking Amanda's backside. I decided her shorts were blunting my spanks. When Julie returned I said, "Pull down her shorts."My darling daughter laughed but had to struggle to comply with my request. With a little more effort she managed to pull them down to Amanda's knees. We smiled at each other to learn that Amanda wore no panties. Julie used the hose to force back the dog once more. Then she came closer to join me. "Join in the fun, sweetheart."She reared back and swatted Amanda's butt and left an imprint of her hand. Amanda shared her store of profanity with us and began to get very loud. Julie giggled and asked, "Mom, isn't there some way to keep her quiet?"I paused in my swats to untie Amanda's bikini top. "See if you can use this to gag her."My quick thinking daughter grabbed a ring from her pool ring toss game and forced one side into Amanda's mouth, then tied the bikini top in place so the ring couldn't be spit out. I wonder where Julie got such an idea while Amanda struggled. She wriggled and writhed violently against us, but Julie and I were both bigger and stronger. We had her trapped and forced her to concentrate on breathing."Now then, you spoiled brat, you can consider this a complimentary lesson in courtesy and the lesson has just begun."A sound like a wail escaped from my prisoner. Julie giggled then said, "Mom, I have an idea. I'll be right back."She ran into our home. I kept on slapping Amanda's butt cheeks. She no longer attempted to get loose. It appeared closer to a type of writhing that appeared to me to be a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her breathing became more rhythmic and subdued. Now and then I think I heard her whimper, but it didn't seem to be one of pain. I began to realize that my thigh was getting damp by moisture from the juncture of Amanda's legs. I thought she was peeing on me at first, but soon realized it was her maidenly juices. I thought how strange for her to be cumming like that.When Julie returned, I was stunned. She carried two of my dildos. I thought they were well hidden way back on top of my walk-in closet shelf. She giggled as she ran up to me, holding one in each upraised hand. In a calm voice I asked, "What're they for? And later we will discuss how you knew about them."She simply pointed at Amanda. She carefully laid them on Amanda's back, reached inside her bathing suit and pulled out some silk ropes. Omigawd, Richard brought them home so many years ago that I forgot about them. I didn't realize that they were even brought from our old home. Next she magically produced a tube of lube from within her suit. Julie and I will definitely have to have a long conversation."Can I put them in, Mom? I know how. Abby showed me. She has one of her own."I thought about it for a minute and then nodded. In disbelief I watched my innocent (?) daughter carefully lubricate the thinner of the two. I stopped spanking the woman on my lap to help Julie insert the dildo in Amanda's anus. Amanda almost went stiff as a board when she felt the tip enter her. I shook my head in incredulity as Amanda relaxed as the dildo slid deeper inside.I thought Julie intended to push it all the way in so I stopped her with a touch of my hand. She quickly lubricated the longer, fatter dildo. I took it from her and gently eased it into Amanda's vagina, who now was as limp as dead animal while she loudly sighed. "Julie, go find her bikini bottom. It's somewhere behind me."She dashed around the table and plucked it off a bush and handed it to me. She had to help me put it back on the wilted woman. Now both dildos were inside her and unable to slide out. I picked up Amanda and carried her into our living room and settled her on her on her backside in an upholstered chair. Her eyes were open and she looked at me with a look I couldn't decipher. I removed her gag."So! Young lady, do you think the lesson took or will you need more?"Languidly, she nodded. I didn't know if she was agreeing with the first part, the second part or both parts of my question.She mumbled. "Touch me please."I pulled back. Did I hear her right?She smiled at me. "Please. Do with me as you wish, but touch me."Did she want me to spank her some more? Or do I caress her? What does she want? Maybe it's a trick. Maybe we should use the silk ties on her. "Touch you where?""Pinch my clit or my nipples, please. I'll be a good girl."I rolled my eyes, but I did as she asked and pinched her nipples. I hadn't noticed them before. Her small tits were conical shaped with puffy rose colored areolas and, at this moment, half inch long nipples. Each of her nipples was pierced with a small silver ring. I knew about the rings in her ears, two in each ear. Now, besides the ones through her nipples, I discovered there was another in her navel. Thank goodness, none were in her nose or at the junction of her legs.Julie knelt between Amanda's legs and ran her finger nails slowly over the girl's inner thighs. Amanda was cooing and softly panted. It was like music to my ears to hear her. She would look at me then at Julie. I swear there was love in those watery hazel eyes. As I pinched and Julie tickled, Armanda's hips began to hump gently. Within a minute she shuddered with an orgasm. I almost came myself. I let it happen. Julie looked at me in surprise then smiled knowingly. I don't believe I will be able to think of Julie as a little girl anymore.Amanda's sex must have been drenched with her juices because her bikini bottom was leaking. I had Julie fetch a towel. I looked into my prisoner's eyes and said, "It seems things have changed between us, little girl. Do you agree?"Amanda nodded her agreement of surrender and mouthed a kiss towards me. A tendril of thrill ran through me. I now knew she would accept any humiliation I threw at her and would do so without having to be rough with her. Shall I spank her again? Oh, yes, she would get all of those she wanted and somehow I knew she will want them often. She was mine to do as I will. But what did I want to do? "Little girl, do you know that you are mine to use as I wish?""Yeth, Mith."I shivered to hear her submissive reply. Julie returned with the towels. I signaled Amanda to lift her hips. Julie pushed a towel in place. "Mom, the dog is running all around the back and whining.""Yes dear. We shall have to do something about the dog, but later."I removed the bikini top and pool ring from Amanda and put my palm over her mouth. She kissed and licked it. I felt this latest sign of submission reflected by a tickle inside my tummy. I withdrew my hand and replaced it with one of Julie's. Amanda gave Julie an identical kiss and lick. Julie looked askance at me. I grinned at her and softly said, "I'll explain later."The sound of the door bell made me jump. I went to the door and peeked out the spy hole. It was Dorothy. I opened the door to let her in. "Good morning, Natalie. I hope I'm not intruding, but there was such a racket a while ago. It woke me from my morning nap. And that damned beast is running loose outside. What's going on?""Well, I guess it will be a surprise. Come meet my little girl.""Humph, I hardly call Julie a little girl." She followed me into the living room and came to a standstill, her face in shock. "Omigawd, is that Amanda? What happened to her?""It's a bit of a story. Let's go in the kitchen and get some coffee. I probably have some groceries I still need to put away." I turned to Julie and said, "Julie, please take our little girl into the bathroom and help her take a nice hot bath. Wash her hair good."She grinned evilly. "Yes, Mom, it'll be my pleasure." Julie held out her hand. I felt pride as Amanda took Julie's hand and let herself be led to the bathroom.Dorothy and I watched them walk into the hallway before we went into the kitchen. My groceries were on the table still. Dorothy helped me get the perishables into the freezer and fridge. She put the coffee pot on while I fetched cups and saucers. I rummaged in the bags and brought out a box of crumb buns. While the coffee brewed, we put the rest of the groceries away.Coffee ready, we sat down. Dorothy gave me a questioningly look. "Now, give. What's going on?"I explained the events of the morning to her."And now she's your little girl. What in hell does that mean, Natalie?""It means I am going to treat her as if she were a young child, younger than Julie. I haven't worked it all out in my head yet." I paused as I took a bite of my bun, chewed and washed it down with a sip of coffee. "You know, Dorothy, I think you might enjoy helping us with the Little Girl?"It was her turn to chew on the idea while she ate a bite of her bun. "I think I would absolutely love the idea. But my name is Dot. What have you decided to do so far?"I paused then got up to get my TO DO pad and pen. "One – we need to get the dog catcher over here to get rid that damned mutt."Dot giggled. "Yes, indeed. Please do that. No – I'll do it, I know someone down in that office. What's next?""Hmm; two – I need to move her in here. We have an empty bedroom she can have.""Why not put her in the basement?""For starters, I intend for her to keep my home nice and neat. Like a maid. When she is trained, you can borrow her.""Oh goody. Will you get her a sexy French Maid costume?""I hadn't thought that far yet. It's an idea, though." I jotted 'Maid Costume' next to TWO. "But that takes us to step three – She needs some proper clothing – little girl clothing.""Oh my, oh my. That should be such fun. Count me in. What else?""Let's see. I guess, if she is to live here, she won't need her house. Maybe it can be sold. I'll have to see if it is in her name. I'll make that Step Five. Four – is to go through her things and see what we need to bring here. Stuff like a bed. I don't know what else she'll need, but we have a good start already. You go ahead and call the animal warden. I think they're finished with her bath.""I'm on it, boss lady. By the way, what will we call her?"I don't know. Maybe Little Girl is good enough for now."Chapter Two – Amanda Becomes My Little GirlThe next few days were busy, but there was plenty of time to cool off in the pool. We decided that when she was in the home, Little Girl had no need to wear any clothes except a tiny thong. If she was in the back yard, she wore her bikini bottoms only. Julie went through her older clothes, including those still in moving cartons. She found some dresses from a couple of years ago that were very girlish and close enough in size for Little Girl.Dot was a nimble seamstress. She tailored the clothes to fit snug around Little Girl's body. Dot was having such a good time, as did we all. It was like Little Girl was a doll to her. After a week's effort, Little Girl had six sweet little girl dresses plus two darling pinafores that Richard's mother bought for Julie some years ago. Julie, rightfully, refused to ever wear them. We had to buy a few things such as ankle socks, patent leather Mary Jane's and plain white panties that she would need for that time of the month. Julie and Dot loved to take Little Girl for walks in the park. When she was good, they would buy her an ice cream cone. To my eternal surprise, Little Girl always behaved well for them.Once we had a wardrobe for Little Girl, the next step became to fix up her room. Once again, Dot and Julie took charge. When they were done, I thought the room looked excessively garish and I wanted to keep the door closed. The only colors were either white or pink or a combination of the two colors. I thought they went overboard. There were pink ribbons for her Mary Jane's, white and pink ribbons for her hair and somewhere they picked up a pink and white plastic bead necklace and bracelet set. Each day, before they went out with her, Little Girl had to model what she wore. They even taught her to curtsey.One day, Little Girl and I went shopping alone. She wore one of her little girl dresses, ankle socks and Mary Jane's, but no underwear. I bought her some outfits. They were all clothing more in tune with a woman of her age. One consisted of sandals, jeans and a couple of tops. I got her a pair of short shorts and a tube top. Her eyes went wide when I approved of that one. Another outfit consisted of a grown up little black dress, thigh highs with a garter belt and three inch heels. She became so excited to try on these adult styles and when I said she could bring them home for her to wear. I thought she would faint when I bought her a pink stretch lace and chiffon halter babydoll with adjustable neck straps and a ruffled hem. A matching G string came included. In a further whimsical mood I bought her a pair of four inch black stilettos. For the final item I bought her a very stretchy semi sheer off the shoulder knit mini dress with silver Lurex. It featured fingerless gloved sleeves and came with a matching G-string. I had her put on the stilettos. She just stood in the changing cubicle and stared at herself, her mouth open with big eyes. Yeah, she looked like she wanted to get laid and right away.I had to explain the shimmery and glittery effect was the use of a yarn called Lurex. It was made for dance floor action. She got very excited when she heard that. While she got dressed back in her little girl outfit I saw an adorable dress for Julie. It was a red tube dress in cotton knit fabric with a ruched bust and decorative button-loop placket, fitted with a smocked panel at back and contrasting patent faux-leather belt. It was lined as well. I got carried away and bought one for Julie and another one for me.I let Little Girl carry the packages out to the car. On our way out of the mall, we stopped at a hosiery store and I picked up a variety of knee high stay-ups and thigh highs for her, Julie and myself. Little Girl was all fluttery as we walked out to the car. I chastised her and promised she would be appropriately punished. She responded with a giggle.We arrived home and I called Dot to come over. I asked Julie to make some coffee and bring some pastries on a plate into the living room. Little Girl removed all her clothes and waited patiently for me. I pulled out her new outfits and lined them up on my bed."Little Girl, you are to model your outfits for Julie and Auntie Dot. Walk the way I taught you. Do a good job or you will be spanked so hard, you won't be able to sit for a month. First the jean and sandals, wear each new top in turn. Make sure you remove the price tags carefully."There are times when I forget she is in her twenties. I got a kick how she turned all smiles as she put on the clothes. She left for the living room with the model's walk step. I watched her walk down the hall. I was amazed how innocent she now appeared. She returned and kissed me. I decided that it did not call for a spanking, but maybe I'll give her one anyway.She modeled each item in turn, wearing different stockings with each outfit. When she came back wearing the stretchy semi sheer, I knew she didn't want to take it off. I understood that it was not to cover her nakedness but her desire to look beautiful. After all, she is still female. Besides she already began to act more femme. I took her into my arms and hugged her. I said, "You have been a very good little girl lately. Put on your new shorts with the tube top and I will ask Julie and Auntie Dot to take you to the park for some ice cream."Oh thank you." She gave me a longer kiss this time. I sensed we were moving some boundaries. I needed to think this over carefully.*****After dinner, Julie went to her room to study for her term finals. She was very concerned about passing because next year would be her first in Junior High. Little Girl was busy cleaning the dishes and the kitchen. I went into my room and called up Dot and asked her to come over for a chat. She said she'd bring the wine.She came to my back door. I grabbed two wine glasses and led her to the picnic table. Showing some concern she asked, "What's the matter, Natalie?"I couldn't help but smile albeit a faint, mysterious smile and said, "Maybe it's nothing. I don't know. However, I need to talk to someone."She poured the wine and tipped her glass towards me. I picked up my glass and we tapped them together. I drank half the glass in one swallow. I looked at Dot. She looked at me with her concern ever more visible."How do I say this? Dot, I think I'm falling in love with Little Girl, or maybe I just lust after her.""And, is there a problem?""I want her to sleep in my bed with me. On that first day, after I spanked her till her cheeks were bright scarlet. I brought her in the living room. All she said was 'touch me, please'. Now I want her to touch mea lot and often. I don't know what to do.""Am I to understand you're asking for my advice? Shall I tell you what to do or what I might do in your place?"I emptied my glass in a second gulp. I weakly smiled at Dot. "You hit the nail on the head. Yes, yes and yes, tell me."She refilled our glasses before answering. "Well, why not? Do you think there is something wrong in wanting her? After all she is your creation.""Thanks, I'm not sure but I think you helped me a lot. What would you do if you were me?""I'd bring her into my bed and see how it goes. I've loved women in my past. I loved men as well. At my age, making love to a woman is less of a nuisance. If you don't want her, send her to me. Keep the rest of the wine. I have to go home and jill."Her words threw me in a loop. I never thought of her as a lesbian. I recalled a few memories of my own lesbian experience. As a college freshman, I roomed with one for a semester. We became lovers. The next semester, she moved to another state. Until now, I hadn't such feelings since she left. I sipped my wine and wrestled with the idea. I sat outside until it was dark. Julie came out and said, "Mom, why are you sitting out here in the dark? Aren't the mosquitoes getting to you?""As a matter of fact, they are. It is time to go inside and for you to go to bed. What is Little Girl doing?"She tasted my wine and smiled at the taste. Sometimes I forget she is only eleven still. "Oh, she's finished in the kitchen. Now she is in your walk-in closet and is staring at those clothes you bought. How come you bought two red dresses?""One I meant as a surprise for you. I thought it would be cool if we could dress the same sometime. Come on; let's get you ready for bed."She giggled. "That is cool. I like the idea too. I mean the dresses, not going to bed."I watched the TV to kill time. Little Girl came to sit at my feet and laid her head on my thigh. My hand, as if it has a will of its own, began to pet her head. I thought how easily she agreed to write her father for power of attorney to sell their house next door. She told him that she will live with a couple of friends where she'll be happier and asked him if she could keep the money. We waited for his answer.At eleven, I turned off the TV. I had to wake up Little Girl. She was groggy with sleep, so I carried her into my bedroom and laid her on my bed. I went in the bathroom and perform my night time ablutions. I dug through my dresser to find my sexiest night gown. I found it; a beautiful butterfly lace halter style gown with a form fit that featured a stretchy black lace butterfly pattern fabric. It included a high front slit that showed off all of my legs. I put a touch of perfume between my breasts and on my ear lobes. I tossed down the last of the wine and crawled into bed next to Little Girl who still slept.If she is to become my lover, she will need a better name than Little Girl. I decided that it could wait until tomorrow. I tugged her closer to me and teased her over sized nipples. She moaned but didn't move. I used my index finger to caress my slit. It was already damp. I'm not one to normally produce copious quantities of lubrication, but would create enough to get the job done. I coated the pad of my finger.I put the finger in her mouth. She immediately began to suck on it. I slipped my other arm around her shoulders and snugged her closer. Her eyelashes flickered. Soon she looked at me with sleepy eyes that soon turned to confusion. "Am I in heaven?""No, Sweetpea. You're in my bed with me."She snuggled in tight and sighed, "S'nice. You feel so warm. How come I sleep with you?"I bent in to kiss her lips. She instantly opened her mouth to allow my tongue inside. We took a minute or two to taste each other. My heart was beating faster. I passionately wanted to make love to her. She released my tongue and I moved down to lick a breast before I took her nipple into my mouth. I sucked hard. She moaned and her nipple grew and became very taut.One of her hands found my breast. She squeezed it gently and pinched my nipple. It seemed like an electric charge rushed straight to my clit. I couldn't stand it anymore. I pushed her onto her back as I licked my way down to her hot little sex box. Her lips were open to welcome me inside. My tongue seemed to leap into her slit. She was wetter that I am, by far. I relished her taste, her odors and the mewling noises she made.I dipped into her vaginal opening, licked her urethra and laved my way to her tiny clitoris that hid under its hood. I used a finger to push her hood while I sucked her clit out. Her hips were bouncing all over. She is noisy and nearly shouted a continuous line of dirty love talk. "Oh fuck that's so good. Suck on me like the whore I am. I love your tongue in my twat. Shit, damn, will you put something in my cunt? Use your fucking fingers." I reached up with my free hand to stick my fingers in her mouth to shut her up. I found her foul talk to be a distraction. I pumped two fingers inside her vagina then added another. Damn, but she's big for such a shrimp of a girl. I got a fourth finger inside and she was shaking from head to toe. She bit the fingers I had in her mouth, but not too hard. I decided to go for broke. I pulled my fingers out of her vagina to fold them around my thumb. I pushed my hand into her vagina. I couldn't believe it, but she took my whole hand. I felt her muscles pull me in further. My hand disappear inside her, I made contact with her cervix and pulled back a bit. I was surprised that my fingernails didn't hurt or cut her. She used her tongue to force my fingers out of her mouth and she began to shudder. She climaxed and the climaxes rolled over and over. She must have come three or four times and still had some small spasms after that.I was so horny now, it was my turn. I pulled my hands out of her and rolled onto my back. "Okay, my little darling slut. It's time for you to do your best to fuck me.Like a cat, she leaped between my legs and her mouth was kissing, licking and sucking every part of my pussy. She had one hand tugging on a nipple and two fingers were in my vagina right on my G-spot. I couldn't lie still. With my husband I remained quiet during our love making but now I'm grunting, moaning, tossing and screaming for her to fuck me good. I froze when I felt her wet finger at my anus.She slowly pushed in deeper. That caused me to become wilder. I humped her mouth and her fingers. I'd've humped her feet if she could get them in my pussy. Then I exploded in the most powerful orgasm of my life. Once, twice, thrice and two more orgasms rolled through me. Then I must have passed out.I'm sure it was only for a minute or two at most. When I came to, my darling little slut was rubbing my pussy with one hand and squeezing a breast with the other. Another hand was caressing my shoulder. Lips were kissing my forehead. I forced my eyes open and then they snapped fully open. The lips and third hand was Julie's."Mom, are you alright. You were so noisy. I expected it from Little Girl, but I never heard you like that. That was one heck of an orgasm you had. I can't wait until I can have one like that.""Julie, honey, go to back to bed, we can discuss this tomorrow. I need to sleep." She giggled and ran off to her room. What have I done? My baby is not even twelve yet and she just witnessed me as I had a humongous orgasm. It took away some of the joy of the experience. How do I talk to her about this? Now, the little slut is snuggling up to me again. I think this is a terrible mistake.Little Girl threw an arm around me and tucked her head between my shoulder and body. One leg was thrown over mine. I said the hell with it. I wrapped an arm around her, ignored my need to shower, and let myself fall asleep. It felt so gratifying to snuggle up to another warm body after some great sex and just let myself drift off to sleep.*****We all slept late on Sunday. I woke up to find Little Girl suckling on one of my nipples while apparently sound asleep. It felt so good that I remain quiet and let her suckle away. It told myself that now is a good time to think about the situation I now faced. I had a young female lover that I wanted to keep. For all her foul mouthing, she proved to be a terrific bed mate. I decided that I had to use a mix of carrots and sticks to get her to toe my line.Okay, that takes care of one problem. The other is much trickier. What do I do about Julie? I can't let her get involved, but I can see how she wants to be part of our sexual scene. Her hormones are already alive and quite active. It will have to be a good old time mother-daughter dialogue. So I am to be a hot lover to one and a proper mother to the other. Can I balance on this tightrope? I damn well better learn. I glanced at the clock. It read a quarter past ten. My lover still slept and slurped on my nipple. I pulled my nipple away and she groaned a protest.I slid out of bed, shed the part of my nightgown I still wore and scooped up my lover in my arms. I giggled to think how easily I've come to think of her as my lover. I guess I must be more desperate for love and sex that I admitted to myself these last few years.She began to complain. I rested her on a raised knee and gave her a couple of hard spankings. That woke her up properly. "What's happening?""We are going to shower together. Then I will get dressed before we go make some breakfast. You better behave today. After you finish your chores, we will have a conversation." That seemed to bring her back to earth. We showered together and I taught her how I liked to be washed. I sent her to the kitchen to start preparing breakfast while I dressed in jeans and blouse.I went into wake up Julie. It took a while for her to come fully alive. I sent her into shower before she dressed and joined us for breakfast. Before I left I told her we would have a nice mother-daughter talk after we ate.Julie is a gifted child. In first grade they gave all the students the IQ test, her score was one seventy one. I hoped she would understand what I was about to tell her.We poured another cup of coffee and went out on the deck. "This is difficult for me to explain. I have decided that Little Girl will be my lover as long as she behaves. I needed a lover for some time and your father stopped being a proper lover long before his accident. I suspect you knew that. I never expected I would have a female lover. I hope you can accept that. She will share my bed for as long as this works out."She nodded with a funny smile and waited for me to continue. "You will not be allowed to take part in that area of my life. You will not be allowed to intrude when she and I are having sex. For now, you are too young, even if I think you are far more mature for your age. I expect you to wait until you're eighteen before you consider intercourse with a boy friend. That is Rule Number One." "Do you mean it will be okay for me to make out?""As long as you remember Rule Number One and providing you give serious thought about with whom you do so.""What if I want to explore sex with another girl?""Same rules apply." "Okay Mom. I understand. I don't mess around when you are having sex and I don't go all the way until I am at least eighteen. I guess that sounds fair, although I suspect I might wind up as one of the last virgins to graduate high school."I sighed. She is right about that and if she was to have sex before eighteen, I hope she would use protection. I suppose we will have to have this kind of talk another day. Next it will be my lover's turn to listen to me.Little Girl finished her chores and joined me in our bedroom. I closed the door and told her sit on the bed. "I want you to know I enjoyed sex with you and I wish us to have a good sexual relationship. We might even learn to love each other. This does not mean that the rest of our relationship will change. You are my little girl and will do as I tell you, when I tell you. You will be punished if you misbehave or break my rules, even if you don't know them. Do you understand and accept?""Yes ma'am, I accept. Is there anything else I should know?""We must keep Julie out of our shared bed. I think it is time we called you something other than Little Girl. I will give you a choice of Sweetpea, Pussy Willow or Honey Baby. I prefer Sweetpea, but it is your choice. For now, I will get you a uniform to wear around the house. The last thing is very important. It concerns your language. I want it cleaned up. No more expletives. If you don't understand, it means no more swear words, especially when we have sex. Do you understand?""Yes ma'am. I should choose a new name, I will wear a new uniform around the house, we do not involve Julie in our sexual games and I must learn to speak more genteel. I will be punished if I do not learn and practice these new rules. Shall I be punished for my language last night?""Of course; come here and lie over my lap."With a huge grin, she immediately crawled over my lap. I gave her two dozen smacks. She wiggled in pleasure from the first to the last. There was no appearance of actual pain, except to my hand. I wondered what it fell like to be spanked and if it could possibly feel as good as Little Girl seemed to enjoy.The rest of the week rolled on by within our new normality. Things happened, but they seemed mundane. Julie easily passed her finals and was looking forward to the relative joy of Junior High. Actually, both Junior and Senior High were on the same campus. At the end of the school year, I was surprised when Julie skipped seventh grade right to eighth, as did her friend, Abby; who was another high IQ child. They were two young and beautiful brainiacs. It made the transition that much easier for both as twelve year olds.As a graduation gift, I bought her one those new hand held phone/computer devices and scheduled a graduation party for her. We threw a big graduation party in the back yard on Saturday. There must have been at least fifty young people at one time or another. I had the party catered. It was after midnight before the last guests left. Julie and Abby were so excited they couldn't sleep.The last month of school, they had been studying together a lot and slept over at each other's homes many nights. I watched them when they weren't aware of me. It seemed obvious that they had developed a close emotional and physical relationship. I don't think I minded very much since Abby is just a few weeks older than Julie. They are both smart and computer knowledgeable. Both play soccer and paired well together on the field despite that Abby barely comes up to Julie's chin.Both of Abby's parents work. She has an older and a younger sister, each two or three years apart. I know Julie and Abby work and play well together because Julie never talks about her friends from our last address any more. Today I was informed that they both want to go to a six week soccer camp this summer. I said that was okay with me if Abby's parents also agreed. I had one rule; I wanted a newsy email at least twice a week.They left the Friday after July Fourth, Abby's dad drove them to the camp, I was to pick them up at the end of the camp. Once they left, the house seemed nearly empty.One day the following week, I went to call on Dot. I wanted to talk about how Sweetpea (that was the name Amanda chose) enjoyed getting spanked. As we talked I was becoming damp. She finally offered to spank me and I accepted. She gave me a good walloping. I did not feel any great pleasure, but then she alternated the spanks with caresses and rubbed my slit and my anus. It began to feel nice. We finished my visit with a sixty-nine.Dot might have been in her sixties, but she had a great tongue and her juices were sweet and fruity. She would always finger my rear entrance and all those sensations soon turned into a lovely multi orgasm. When we rested, Dot suggested that I visit her for another session once or twice a week. I agreed.I went home after we had a cup of coffee. My derriere still tingled in a pleasurable way. I am learning more about sex in the last few weeks than I learned in all my years of hetero sex. The next day I found a maid outfit for Sweetpea. It consisted fo a black lace underwire cup apron babydoll with tie back, maid's headpiece and matching black thong. The sides were left bare as was most of her back including her derriere except for the ribbon tie back for the apron. I included a four inch D'Orsay sandal with an ankle cuff and three pairs of fishnet net ultra stretchy knee highs that featured a lace ruffle and white satin bow.A second outfit was a bustier that featured a satin silhouette with support boning, layered lace ruffle accent and satin ribbon lace-up front, plus two pairs of sheer fishnet thigh highs with a white satin ribbon on top with a cute bow. Sweetpea was thrilled with the outfits and had to model them both for Dot, who giggled when Sweetpea walked away in the first costume.She almost danced with glee when I ordered pizza delivered for supper that evening and told her that she had to answer the door and pay the delivery boy. I think he enjoyed the experience as well.Chapter Three – The Night Club SceneFriday was an important day. Sweetpea received a registered letter in the mail. Of course, she wore a maid costume, so the postal worker got a nice surprise himself. We seem to get a lot of hand deliveries after that. The special letter was from her father. It gave her full power of attorney to dispose of the house. I made a couple of calls that afternoon. By that evening, the house was posted for sale with a promise of a picture in their Sunday ad spread.The house had a buyer by next Monday. There wasn't much money in the sale. Her father leveraged the house for his investments. Still after all the fees and realtors cut, she had eleven thousand dollars. I opened up a checking account for her with a thousand dollars with proviso that I had to approve of any expenditure. The other ten grand I invested in a good mutual fund.Sweetpea was so thrilled that the house sold so fast and she appreciated what I did with her money. It is so hard to remember what a nasty little bitch I once knew next door. I'd come to understand that she was starved for love. She didn't get much from her parents who mostly left her to her own means since she was sixteen. Of course, she got in with the wrong kind of people. I can't say I love her as much as I love my Julie, but it is a different kind of love anyway.For a treat, I let her dress up in the sheer Lurex streaked knit dress, garter belt with lacey stockings and the four inch stilettos. I did her makeup and she looked like a perfect slut. She insisted that I take pictures of her. She walked the model's walk out to the car as happy as I've ever seen her. I wore my black and white padded cup underwire bustier with Lycra and stretch lace front and back panels with net sides and boning with contrast under cup detail, back hook and eye closure, straps and three accent bows. I wore a tiny skirt to cover most of my derriere and thong. I wore three and half inch heels and still towered over Sweetpea. Sweetpea kissed me in the car and told me I was gorgeous. I think she is right. We both looked like hot sluts. We went to an infamous Lesbian bar I heard about. Unlike most bars, it was well lit up. There was a small stage, surrounded by three dance cages, off to one side. A small all-female band was on the stage. They played music from the big band up to the Hustle era. This is fine with me, since I prefer the older popular music types. Dancers were in the cages. Some just danced, others stripped.The hostess gave us a big smile and found us a table alongside the dance floor. A seductive young raven haired waitress, with nice tits covered by a red and black bra top and a matching garter skirt with straps to hold up her black thigh highs, came to take our order. I looked at her feet; she wore four inch platforms. She told us her name was Annalisa. I ordered two grapefruit mimosa cocktails. When she returned with the drinks, she gave me a bill for seven dollars. I stuffed a ten in her in her bra. She said, "Thank you. By the way, you can dance on the floor or in the cages, whichever we preferred."We sipped at our drinks and looked around. Sweetpea could barely sit still so I took her hand and led her onto the dance floor. The band was paying an old Platters slow song- "My Prayer". I gave her a deep kiss, held her close and circled the floor. I made it obvious who was in charge. One hand rested on her derriere and pulled her tight into me, our legs scissored between each other. Even in her stilettos she was too short for us to rub crotches.At the end of the dance, I bent her over and kissed her again before I led her back to the table. I pulled my chair close to hers and rested a hand on her thigh, she reciprocated. However, it wasn't long before we were asked to dance by others. I encouraged her to dance. I was inclined to just sit and watch.About the third dance, she disappeared from my view until two dances later. Her partner, not the same one that asked her for the dance, held her chair and thanked me. I was mystified and just nodded. I waited a moment. Sweetpea's face was flushed as was her chest and she was breathing huskily. I asked her, "Where did you go?""They have private dance rooms behind the stage. A girl took me back there.""What kind of dances did you do?""We did lap dances and stuff.""I see. Did you enjoy the experience?""Yes ma'am."It wasn't long before Sweetpea was again invited to dance. This time she was quickly danced behind the cages. I ordered two more mimosas and paid Annalisa in the same manner except I flicked her nipple with a finger. She smiled and blew me a kiss.Three dances later Sweetpea returned, all out of breath and with a satisfied smile. I danced the next dance with her to give her opportunity to rest. She kept kissing the top of my breasts and rubbing her pussy on my thigh. Good grief she was so horny.We skipped a dance to sip our drinks. This time, a truly gorgeous red head, almost as tall as me but with a thirty-eight D bust line that was barely contained in her shimmery peasant blouse stopped at our table. She asked me if she might dance with Sweetpea. I graciously approved, but I was thinking I wished she had asked me instead.The woman told us her name was Grace. She took Sweetpea by the hand and made no pretense that they would dance. To my surprise a little later a young woman with a cute face came to ask me to dance. Her hair seemed white and her eyes were gray and deep set. She had lips that begged to be kissed. Although a few inches shorter than me, her five inch heels diminished the height difference sufficiently, so I didn't have to bend down to kiss her when I stood up and her lips tasted so sweet. Good grief, I was so focused on her face that I just now realized that the girl had a full rack with big nipples that were visible through her transparent blouse. Her skirt was transparent as well and she had a bush that a crow could nest in with room to spare.Once I could get my eyes back into my head, I saw that she held out her hand to lead me. Like Sweetpea before me, she led me around the stage and knocked on a door. She whispered, "Not to worry, the room is already paid for."I nodded and she opened the door when a voice said, "Come in." I followed her inside. There was Grace, naked on a couch. Sweetpea, just as naked, was lapping away between Grace's legs.Grace lazily said, "Hello Natalie. Your girl is so talented. Why don't you strip down and let Sheila demonstrate her tonguing ability. Ooh, I'm about to come. Give us a few moments."Grace was humping Sweetpea's face while she pinched and twisted her own nipples. I think Sweetpea had fingers in both Grace's anus and vagina. She never looked up to see me. Sheila was already out of her flimsy clothes and waited to help me out of mine, which she did with great aplomb. She helped me to lie down on the sofa on this side of the room, spread my legs and dove right into my crotch.She was very good. She tongue fucked my vagina before she made love to my clit. I soon had three fingers churning my vagina and two in my anal canal. I surrendered to the attention and used my hands on her humongous breasts. I heard Grace come with a multiple orgasm. It triggered my own response to Sheila's efforts and a very nice multi orgasm rolled through my lower torso.As soon as my climaxes were over, Sheila scooted on hand knees to set on the floor next to Grace's couch. She had vacant look in her gray eyes and a silly smile on her face wet with my juices.Sweetpea crawled over to me and knelt on the floor before me. "Wasn't that fun, Mistress? She never called me 'Mistress' before. I smiled at her and patted her head. I wondered what came next. Grace and I do a sixty-nine?Grace clapped her hands and both girls jumped up and went to the back of the room. They returned with a low table and set it down between the couches. Then they ran to the back and returned with lower benches, one on each side of the table. Next they came back with cushions for the benches and on the floor. Grace stood up and pointed at the nearest bench to me and said, "Make yourself at home, I wish to chat with you."I imitated her by making myself comfortable lying on my side but with my head held up by my arm. Quick, quick, the two girls placed bowls of fruits and nuts on the table and poured two large flutes with champagne. Sweetpea knelt down on the floor cushions and smiled at me. She grabbed one flute and held it up to my lips for me to drink. She followed the wine by hand feeding me pieces of fruit. She put a strawberry in my mouth and I motioned her to come closer, I bent to kiss her with the strawberry between my teeth. She opened her mouth to me and I bit the strawberry in half. She ate her half and then kissed me and began to suckle on a nipple.I said, "Let's have some more champagne." She held the glass for me then I took it and held it for her drink. Her smile and eyes thanked me. When I signaled that I had enough to eat and drink, she scurried to put my share of the food and wine away. Sheila soon did the same."I am curious about a couple of things. You seem to give your submissive quite a bit of freedom. Why is that?""It's the way I operate I suppose. We enjoy a warm relationship and are both happy and comfortable with it.""Don't you ever punish her?""Oh indeed. I frequently spank her. I looked at Sweetpea. "Don't I darling?""Oh yes Mistress and I am very thankful for it.""How odd, I can't imagine Sheila would act in such a manner. Never mind, that's not what I really wanted to talk to you about. Sweetpea mentioned something about how you two like to trib. I've heard about it, but don't know what it is precisely or how to do it. Could you show us and teach us?"I said that we'd be happy to do so. I had the girls move the table, but leave the cushions. I decided to teach them three positions, the scissor, the missionary and the ass trib. I explained each then we demonstrated the position followed by helping them trib in each position. Afterwards Grace and I relaxed with some more champagne. Sheila was in Grace's crotch while Sweetpea was sucking on me with fervor.After a few minutes, someone knocked on the door and said, "Times up." We put our clothes back on. I thanked Grace for the experience and she thanked me for the lessons. I took Sweetpea back to our table. I was surprised that it was kept open for us. We sat down and Annalisa was already at my shoulder. I asked her if we could get coffee instead of liquor. She said she could.When she came back, she had a dish with creamers and sugar substitutes. She hunkered down to whisper in my ear. "I get off in a couple of minutes. Please take me home with you."I said, "Sorry, but I already have a partner.""Please. I don't want to go home tonight." I looked at her and could see the pleading in her eyes. "I'm not looking for money. I'm just lonely and you were so nice to me. I don't mind a threesome."I know I was a sucker but I agreed to take her home. We finished our coffee and waited at the exit for her. She carried a large gym bag and a makeup bag with her purse. We went home, took turns in the bathroom and got ready for bed. I told Sweetpea to keep an eye on her. I had her lie between Sweetpea and me.*****It turned out alright. She ran away from an abusive home life when she turned eighteen. That was six weeks ago. The person who had promised her a place to live and a job moved away the day after she arrived. Annalisa saw an ad for the Lesbian dance bar and applied for a job three weeks ago. She was hired but lived in a dirt cheap motel, but was already running out of money. She was lost, nearly broke with everything she owned in her small carryall bag. She was a lesbian, although not very experienced. I believed her. Sometimes you have to believe in people. I took her in and installed her in what was Sweetpea's bedroom originally. We went over some rules, especially in regards to Julie.She was so poor and I had so much. I felt obliged to virtually adopt her. After breakfast, Sweetpea and I took her shopping. We completely outfitted her from underwear to jeans, tops, nightgown, robe, etc., etc. It made me feel good inside to see how happy she was. Sweetpea gave me a kiss and said, "First me, now her. How many raggedy ass girls are you going to adopt?"I looked at her and giggled. "As many as I come across. And now it is time for your spanking for your outrageous behavior last night. I think we might have to go there again next week."*****One more time, I thought life would settle into a nice routine. Tuesday and Thursday I would visit Dot where we would have a romp in her bedroom before drinking too much tea and talking for a couple of hours. Wednesdays, Sweetpea would spend most of the day with Dot and sleep overnight with her. Mondays was Annalisa's day off. I might take her shopping, but most of the time we hung around the pool with Dot.My nights were still filled with sexual activity with Sweetpea except Wednesdays when I would take Annalisa to bed after she came home from work. If she came home that is. On an occasion she went home with someone from the bar. I would take her to the clinic to check for STDs the next day. She was a sweet and gentle lover who loved nipple play. We'd suckle on each other frequently.Sweetpea was a voracious lover and gave me ever more reasons to spank her. I was usually worn out within two hours of sex with her, but it was always a wonderful kind of weariness. Each morning after, in the bathroom, I examined my body for bite marks and hickeys. There always was a couple. I left my marks on her as well. We regularly finger fucked each other front and aft, which we both enjoyed on the receiving and giving ends.Our nightly exertions began with kisses before she moved to suckle and nip on my nipples. I would use her rings to tug on her nipples. I'd pull them out as far as I could and then twisted them before I'd let them go. I began to understand the term pain slut because she loved the way we played. My clit was so tender so many times after a session that I couldn't stand to have it touched. My vagina ached on many a morning. Sweetpea and I began each day with a long hot shower where we washed each other. More and more often, Annalisa would join us. Then we gave each other a full massage. Our techniques improved daily and they ended each massage with ten or fifteen minutes suckling on my nipples sometimes by one, other times by the other and often from both at the same time. Then I gave Sweetpea the first spanking of the day. I was tempted to let her spank me, but I felt safer getting spanked by Dot. Sex with Dot was less intense, but no less satisfying. Annalisa soon wanted to be spanked as well. Kinky group, we were.Sweetpea's suckling became ever more frequent. She liked sucking and I liked being suckled. More and more often, a few minutes of suckling would produce a pleasant orgasm. I was becoming an orgasm slut with my two lovers. We began each day with her on my nipple, sometimes it was an all night suckling. After breakfast, she'd be on my nipples again. Then once more she suckled after or during lunch.If Julie was home, we went to our bedroom. If I was with Dot, she enjoyed suckling on me as well. But Sweetpea was a constant. Our evening sex began with a long suckle and when we were exhausted with sex we would fall asleep with her mouth covering a nipple. My nipples were getting longer and a bit fatter. If I went out without a bra, which I usually did these days, the nipples would push out little tents in my tops.Chapter Four – Milk Becomes a ProblemI doubt, of all the weeks of this summer, I shall ever forget the week before I had to go get the girls from camp. It started out when I woke up Monday morning.I woke up as usual with Sweetpea suckling on a nipple. But it felt different somehow. Truth was I've been concerned for the last couple of weeks. My breasts were getting heavier and larger. I ascribed it to all the sex I've been enjoying. Around last Wednesday, I began to compare the feelings with the way I felt when I was pregnant with Julie. But I knew I wasn't pregnant now. I still have my trusty IUD protecting me. Besides I haven't had sex with a man for over three years.As I said, I woke up and felt something different. I thought Sweetpea was drooling on my breast. Yet, I felt the same wetness on my other breast. I wiped my free breast with my hand and found it fairly wet with milk. Now what the hell is going on?I woke up Sweetpea and she dribbled milk out of her mouth. I became set to be angry with her when I realized the milk was leaking from my nipples. I shrieked, "Oh god, what have you done to me?"Leez (I began to call her Leez when she called me Nattie) wobbled into my room while trying to rub the sleep out of her eyes. Sweetpea was licking her lips and staring at my nipple. "Hmm, you taste good this morning. It tastes like milk. Are you preggers?""No, dammit, I am not pregnant. With you and everyone else sucking my tits, I have begun producing milk. It can happen. I remember reading about it when I was in school. That's it. No more suckling on me. You all leave my tits alone."I stomped into the bathroom, slammed and locked the door. I leaned over the sink toward the mirror and studied my achy tits. I began to cry and I don't know why. I squeezed an areola and sure enough, milk squirted out in three or four places of my nipple. Jeezus, I don't need this. I took a long hot bath. I kept washing my breasts, but one kept leaking. Then I remembered that Sweetpea was on the other nipple when I woke up, so the other tit was probably full. Damn, damn, damn! I stepped out of the tub and toweled off and left a tablespoon of milk in the towel.I didn't bother with clothes as I sat at my computer and began a search on human lactation. The only helpful advice I read suggested that I should wear pads in my bra to sop up the leaks and try to express milk until the breasts ran dry. It could take around seven days. I dressed in shorts and a light floppy blouse but no bra and went down to the kitchen to make breakfast for everyone. Sweetpea was already in her maid's outfit and was setting the table. Leez showered in the other bathroom. Maybe I will take her shopping while I look for a larger bra and milk pads.It was embarrassing. I had to go to a maternity store to get a bra and pads. The stupid bra had holes cut for the nipples. I wanted to complain, but my desire to get out of there had a higher priority with me. Leez suggested I get a bathing suit made for pregnant woman. I had to restrain myself before I gave her a spanking right there in the store.I rushed out of the mall. We didn't look for anything for Leez. She has a decent enough wardrobe already. We went to the supermarket and bought what we needed for the week. I just wanted to go home and hide in the pool. The tits, especially the fuller one, really began to get painful by supper time. I couldn't finish the meal. I called both girls to me and told them to suck my tits dry. I have to give them credit. They suckled until their mouths ached. After an hour or so, my pain went away. I hugged and kissed both girls. Together they cleaned the kitchen and the dishes.I retired to my bedroom and did some more searches on the web. I read a couple of articles on breast pumps and recalled that I saw some on display at the maternity store. Maybe that will be easier than waiting for the tits to dry up. Then Sweetpea can still suckle. That night I had both girls come to bed with me and let them suckle as long as they wanted but I skipped any other sex activity. Well, I did, but Sweetpea and Leez gave me a show of their skills. All that did was make me horny, so I eventually gave in and joined in the fun.The girls pushed my legs up so my knees were at the level of my breasts. Leez was licking my pussy while Sweetpea rimmed me. Then each pushed their tongues into each hole. That drove me really wild, my breasts were spraying milk without being touched and I exploded in a wondrous orgasm that kept rolling through me until I could demand them to stop. I have to admit I thought that was terrific, but we had to change the sheets since they were damp with my milk and everyone's juices.We went in to shower together, returned to make the bed and they sandwiched me. They gently suckled until they fell asleep. I was already asleep before they were.In the morning they both still had a nipple in their mouth. Every so often one or the other would give me a suck. They were so tight next to me that I was able to reach over my body and pinch a nipple on each of them. While I waited for them to wake up I came up with an idea.Over breakfast, I asked Leez what time she had to be at work. Tuesdays she usually had to go in early and was home early."I have to be there by eleven. I'll be the only waitress for the lunch crowd, but my shift is done at seven, unless I want extra hours. Why do you ask?""I'll take you into work today so you don't need to take a cab. I have some shopping to do. I can do that after dropping you off. Will you swim with us this morning?""Oh yes please. Right after I help Sweetpea clean up after breakfast."We made good use of the pool to swim and float until ten. Then Leez and I dressed, her for her job and me to go the stores. When ready, I found Leez waiting for me by the front door. We got into the car and I drove off. "I have two things I want to talk about with you today. First tell me something. Do you have a high school diploma?""No, I don't. I quit school after my junior year. Actually it was not my choice, but I don't want to talk about it.""That's alright, I understand. Would you go back to high school and do your senior year if you could?""What's the point? I was barely passing as things were when I did go to school.""Well, for one thing, if you have your diploma, you could get into college next year. I will give you lots of help with the school work. Julie probably will be able to help you study as well. I want you to do this. I want your commitment.""Can I think about it?""I'll give you until Friday to give me your commitment. Now I want to talk about my second item.She sounded doubtful, but said, "Okay, what is it?"Sweetpea and I are going to the night club tonight. I'm going to be bare breasted. I want you to pass around the word that I am offering free one minute sucks on my tits as long as my milk holds out. Can you do that for me?""Sure. The manager will probably give you free drinks. Do you want to sit up on the stage?""I don't care. I thought up on the bar or perhaps on a bar stool, but anyplace is good.""What time will you show up?""I'm not sure, probably not before seven. I hope you stick around even if you're finished working.""I will be glad to stay. Besides then I can get in some extra hours. Here we are. See you tonight."I watched her walk into the club. It looked like there were already customers. When she disappeared inside I went back to the maternity store in the mall. I was less nervous and embarrassed. I told the saleswoman what I was needed. I was glad she was in her forties and not some teenager.Between us I chose a double breast pumps that needed to be worked manually. She also helped me pick out a couple of bras, even though I hoped to need one less often.Then I wandered around the mall until I found what I wanted - surprise gift for Sweetpea. I had no luck, so I went to a store I saw in a small roadside mall. I found what I wanted and hurried home. I told Sweetpea to come into the bedroom. I laid out a new outfit for her; a school girl teddy with open cups featuring tie and pleated skirt that left the bottom of her derriere uncovered. Next to the outfit I put a box that contained a matched set of three tiny bells for her nipple rings. Another bag contained a thin rhinestone bedecked leather and velvet collar.She looked at me in pleased shock. "Is this all for me? Why?""We're going to the night club tonight. I want you to wear that teddy with your white knee highs and four inch stilettos. The bells are for your nipple rings and I want you to move so that I can hear them tinkle. The collar is just decoration, but it does have a small D ring if I want to attach something to you. You wear the collar only when I say you should. The bells you can wear as you please."We went into the bathroom to shower together. Her red hair was just long enough to put into a decent pony tail which I tied with a white ribbon and bow. I made up her face to highlight her hazel eyes, her high cheek bones and lips. I hung dangly rhinestone rings from her ears then told her to order a pizza from our favorite pizza palace while I get myself ready. I wore a red and black stretch mesh Bustier that featured open cups with underwire, ribbon bow accents, and adjustable straps. It came with a matching thong. I wore red lace thigh highs and my red four and half inch stilettos. I had a little bolero jacket to wear while we were en route. I rubbed my skin with jasmine coconut lotion to make it soft, supple and shining. I put my hair in braids and completed my preparation with carefully applied make up. By the time I was done, the pizza arrived."Billy liked my outfit, especially when I made the bells tinkle. He asked me for a date again. I told him I had a date already. He's kind of cute. It's been three months since I had a man or boy for that matter.""I never said you can't date a male. However, the day you do, you no longer will be allowed in my bed."She fell to her knees and clasped her arms around my legs. "Oh, forgive me. I was just talking. Spank me extra long for my stupid words but don't ban me from making love to you.""Get up and pour us some red wine then sit down and eat. I want to leave before six thirty.*****We got to the club just before seven. Leez came with the hostess to greet us. I knew the hostess was named Belinda. Belinda said the manager wanted to talk to me. I followed her to the bar. Everyone kept looking around when Sweetpea's bells tinkled as we walked. Sami was my height but must have outweighed me by forty to fifty pounds. I knew right away that one mustn't mess with Sami.Actually she was most cordial. "Welcome to the club. Good to see you again."I remained modest. "Thank you. We like this place."She put her arm around my shoulder and led me away from the bar toward the stage. "We are excited about what you propose to do tonight, but I'm curious as to why."I looked into her face and saw it was simple curiosity. "I'm not really sure myself. I do like to have my nipples sucked. I suppose I liked it too often because now I produce milk as if I was pregnant. I let some friends milk me and they liked the taste and this idea just popped into my head. I know I have to come to terms with my lactation, just not sure how I want to do so.""That's interesting. Okay, here is how I would like to do this. I have a comfy chair in one of the cages. We'll leave the door open. It will allow one person at a time come in. With your permission, we plan to charge a dollar per ten seconds up to one minute of suckling, the last ten seconds will be no charge. The money, assuming you didn't want it for yourself, will be donated to a LGBT defense fund.""What a good idea. I like it. I also think I need a fifteen minute break after each half hour. I also would like to have time to dance, perhaps in a back room.""That's not a problem. You set your own time. Will your girl be with you?""Either her or Leez unless she is on your clock.""She can work it out, and I'll leave her on the clock. We all think it is a wonderful thing you have done by taking her in your home. Some of the girls might even be a little envious. But we all like Annalisa. I have to get to work now. You get yourself comfortable and give us a signal when we can make an announcement. We will make the announcement every hour until you say that's all. Good luck."Belinda gave Sweetpea a cash box. "Good luck. If I have time, I may want to suckle a bit myself.""Come now, and I'll give you a free suckle."She came and helped me get comfortable. I took off my Bolero and my tits were on display. I sat in the chair and relaxed. I motioned for her to come. She sat on my lap, bent her head and began to suckle for a few seconds. When finished, she smacked her lips and gave me a kiss. I tasted my milk on her lips. Then she hurried to her hostess post.I heard the announcement was made. The chair faced the open room. I can see the faces of those who were interested. There was no rush to get at my nipples. A couple of the boldest came up. I sat them on my thigh and pulled their heads down to my nipple. Sweetpea timed them on her new watch I bought for the occasion. The first two suckled for the full minute. Thanked me, paid Sweetpea and left. I appreciated the way she moved to keep the bells ringing.More began to line up. I found it rather boring to just be suckled, so I started to play with those who came to suckle. I might tease their own nipples, rub their thighs or even caresses their pussies. After the first half hour, the line was getting long, so I began to take two at a time. Another half hour and I counted forty additional women spent time sucking at my tits. I began to recognizing faces of those who came for a second and even a third time. Nearly all of them purchased a full minute.I took an hour break. Too many of them used their teeth. I figured I could go another half hour and I'd be nearly empty. So I asked them to make an announcement that after the break I only had enough milk for another half hour. During my break, I was asked to dance by a lot of the girls. I did only a couple because I was so tired.Sweetpea was asked to dance often and I could hear her bells all over the dance floor. She and her bells were quite the hit. I also saw how many of her partners admired her collar which she proudly showed off. Go figure. It must be a submissive thing.Sheila sidled up to me while I sipped another white wine, a gift from my admirers. She still sported vacant gray eyes. She wore fewer clothes than the last time, but still completely revealing. She knelt by my chair and said, "Mistress Grace begs you to come see her in a private room."I finished the wine and followed her around the stage. She tapped on a door and I heard Grace invite us to enter. She actually stood up to greet me with a hug and kisses on each cheek. "You were magnificent darling, but your poor mammaries look a little worn from your show." She muttered something at Sheila, who speedily crawled to a large leather hand bag and withdrew a tube."Lie down on the sofa and rest while we chat."I did as she bade me. Sheila knelt alongside me and began to softly caress my tits with a most soothing crème. I sighed from the pleasure of her soft hands as she worked their magic. It was no wonder that Grace kept her close by. While my tits were attended to, Grace asked questions about my lactation experiences.After Sheila finished her ministrations, she hand fed me pieces of sweet fruit and sugar candies in between long, welcome sips of champagne. Grace lived well. I kept track of the time on my tiny brooch watch. When it was within ten minutes of my next milking session, I made ready to go back. Grace embraced me and covered my face with sloppy kisses. "Please, dear woman, do me the great favor by coming home with me as my guest. And do bring your girl with you of course. I do so want to talk to you some more. Plus Sheila can further comfort your poor wounded nipples."I figured she would keep holding onto me until I agreed, so I quickly said, "It would be a pleasure. I'll be ready right after my next half hour in the cage. Now, I must really go."I let Sami know I was back. They made an announcement but upped the price to two bucks for ten seconds and no freebies. Sweetpea and I barely got settled when the line formed. For the next hour, with only a ten minute break, I had someone on each breast at a time. My original thought was I might get the occasional sucker. I never thought women would be that interested.My tits hurt at the end of the hour, so did my thighs. Not all the women were svelte lightweights. Sweetpea counted the money and there was more than five hundred dollars in the box. I sent her to give the box to Sami. I went to sit at a table. I had to beg off from accepting dance requests. Leez kept bringing me free glasses of wine from the audience. What a bunch of sweethearts. I shared the wealth with Leez, Sweetpea and anyone who wanted a glass.Sami came over with a bottle of champagne. "Take this home with you. You made this a great night for us. Not only raising money for the fund, but I'm pretty sure that bar receipts are up at least twenty percent. If you ever want to do this again, give me a week's notice so I get the word out. Thanks."I nodded. She gave me a kiss. Even my lips began to ache from all the kisses I received this evening. Like a spook, Sheila showed up and knelt by me. "Mistress Grace says that she is ready to go home whenever you are.""Tell your mistress that I'll be ready in fifteen minutes."Chapter Five – The Summer EndsGrace lived in a small mansion in one of the pricier suburbs. She rode in a limo with a driver, a female chauffer in a revealing uniform; I could only see a kind of jacket that closed only at her midriff and showed off her exceptionally large tits and of course a chauffer's cap. We followed her to her front door. The chauffer drove off around the house, probably to a large garage or carriage house.A female butler held the door for us. The butler wore a transparent fence net bra top, matching skirt and fingerless gloves to above her elbow; plus fence net stockings with pink bow detail and at least five inch high stilettos. By the way, she was gorgeous with bee stung lips and a body found in Playboy. It looks to be an interesting household.Grace said, "let's go into the Salon and, among other possibilities, talk some more. I want to know more about you."We followed her into a large room filled with loveseats, divans, lounges and incidental tables space about. The walls were covered with large mirrors and oils of nudes. The windows were covered with velvet drapes. The floor was covered with a very deep pile carpet. We left foot prints in it as we walked. In one corner was a mahogany bar.Grace stretched out on a lounge, Sheila knelt at her head. I made myself comfortable on a nearby divan. Sweetpea followed Sheila's example. I hadn't noticed until then that Sheila wore a thin metallic silver chain collar.A stunning girl walked in the room carrying a tray with a glass and a small plate. She was in what could be loosely considered a nurse's outfit. It consisted of a tight mesh bra with medical cross emblem, a bare midriff, a skirt with attached leg garters and a nurse like head piece. Her legs were clad in white opaque thigh high stockings with red back seam and red bows with a nurse's cross. On her feet she wore white sandals with 4 inch heels and red trim, the upper part adorned with a bow in back and heart with cross accent in front. She walked to Grace, curtseyed and said, "It is time for Madame's medication." She placed a pill on Grace's tongue and held the glass to her mouth."Thank you, Rita." The girl again curtseyed and left the room."Damn doctors always prescribe pills."Rita was shortly followed by an even younger looking girl. I'd guess not more than sixteen, but as cute as a Chinese porcelain doll. She wore a minimal French style maid's outfit. It consisted of a transparent off the shoulder dress with a white lace trim on top and bottom with little tiny black bows. There was an apron but it didn't hide a thing. She also wore a thin collar plus a stiffened lace head piece. A garter belt held up the lacy white thigh highs. Her feet tucked into five inch white stilettos.She knelt before Grace and said, "How may I serve you, Madame.""Please get us a glass of sherry, Lanfen." The girl hastened to obey. "Lanfen is an adorable girl, don't you agree? Her name means orchid fragrance.""Yes, I do agree. You have your home staffed with some very beautiful women."She smiled ethereally and looked at her walls. "I do so love beautiful women, but do not have sex with most of them. The truth is that with the exception of Sheila and the occasional chance meeting, I prefer to have sex with men, the younger the better. How about you?"Lanfen came in with the glasses and I sipped from mine before I answered. "I found more happiness with other women than I ever did with a man. Although I only became a full time lesbian a few months ago, it is possible that I may have another change of mind some day. For now I am happy.""I understand. And how do you make a living?""I don't work. I live off my investments. Although I do rent a room to one of the waitresses at the club where we met, it is just a minimal amount. It is really more to satisfy her desire to pay her own way. She is truly a sweet young woman who has had a very rough life.""Very interesting, indeed; did you win the lottery or did your parents leave you money?" I laughed even while I resented her being so nosy and took another sip before I answered, "I guess I think of it as a lottery. No, my parents are not wealthy. They are retired and live in Florida. I was married for thirteen years. Last year my husband was killed in an car accident. His car was hit by a drunk driver. He had a million dollar life insurance policy. My lawyer sued the other driver and my share of the reward money was a bit over another million. I worked for a finance company at one time. I knew some people who helped me with my investments. I only do occasional work as a substitute teacher during the school year. So, quid pro quo, it is your turn to tell all.""Not so different from you. My husband, my second husband that is, died and left me very well cared for. I also own and run his company, which is doing quite well.""How sweet; what does your company do?""Actually two different things; one has to do with computer software. I don't know much about that one. The other company is in distribution of various things; such as, clothing, some useful home gadgets and specialty products. We do have a small fashion design department of our own. Sheila, go get a copy of the annual report for our guest.""It's getting late and I am tired after my experience at the club.""Of course, my dear, but before you go, I have a boon to ask of you. I was wondering if you and your young friend would demonstrate tribbing for me again, but this time I would like to film you for future reference.""Not I. I have no intention of seeing me on the internet someday. Count me out.""Maybe your young lady wouldn't mind doing it with Sheila.""If she is willing, I will only permit it if she wears a mask and you post a bond of twenty-five thousand dollars guaranteeing it will never be made in a video on the net or sold in any way.""Alright, I can agree to that if she will."I glanced at Sweetpea. She stared at me with a hopeful eye. "Fine, if you want to do this then go ahead and enjoy yourself.""But won't you come to direct us and make sure we do it right?"I thought the whole thing is a dumb idea, but I let Sweetpea go for Sheila. To my surprise, Sheila showed signs the idea excited her also. We went to a room set up as a studio. It made me wonder what some of her specialty products might have been. There were three people in the room besides us. Two of them brought in a bed, but there was no other scenery, just a curtain or screen for a backdrop.I suggested they do the mission position first. One woman manned the camera. Another held the mike on a boom and the third worked the lights. Sweetpea and Sheila got undressed and moved to the bed. Sweetpea put Sheila on her back and climbed on top of her. They immediately began to rub mounds together to stimulate their clits. It didn't take Sheila long to get the idea.They rubbed, squealed, moaned, and made other noises for ten minutes or so. Sheila came first. She was not especially noisy. They kept going for another minute until Sweetpea came with far more noise. The two lay together, kissed and sucked on each other. They were very animated and seemed to have become even more in heat for each other.They rested ten minutes before they moved into the scissoring position. They put on such on hot act that I began to rub my clit and the three of us came together. I looked over at Grace and realized she had just climaxed as well. I guess the four of us came together. The camera crew looked as if they wanted some action as well.The two actors rested for fifteen minutes with a glass of wine. This time Sheila was on her stomach. Sweetpea got on top again and rubbed her clit on Sheila's derriere. I think it surprised everyone, when they both climaxed at nearly the same moment. The crew hurried to put everything away and rushed out. I am sure they wanted to try out the tribbing for themselves. Meanwhile Sheila and Sweetpea were sloppily kissing and petting each other. Sheila went down on Sweetpea, but Sweetpea turned around so they could sixty-nine.I sat there and laughed. The odor of girl sex was thick in the air. I was just about ready to join them when they climaxed again. This time Grace and I separated them. I told Sweetpea she was in trouble and better get dressed before it gets worse for her. Grace thanked me profusely. Funny, I didn't do anything. We made our good nights and found our car waiting for us below the front door. At home, I checked on Leez. She was sound asleep. Sweetpea went to use the bathroom and then we showered together. Before going to bed, I gave her a good spanking for getting carried away with Sheila. Perhaps I was mad because I didn't get in on the action. I have to say, however, that she made it up to me before we fell asleep.*****I woke up in the morning with her mouth on my nipple. Some things don't change easily. During the afternoon, our new neighbors moved in. I went over to meet them and invited them over for dinner that evening. They were a young couple. Jack Miller was around twenty-eight and looked like a California surfer. Mona was a couple of years younger, a blue eyed, blonde babe. She had every appearance of a bimbo type but with tiny tits. Mona turned out to be an avid swimmer. I invited her to feel free to come over and use the pool anytime. She soon came over nearly every day after that. I had to make sure Sweetpea wore either her shorts or a bikini. I gave her strict instructions to act as if she was my daughter and to behave. By the way, Mona was aptly named. They leave their bedroom windows open now and then, and she was a noisy moaner during sex with her husband.I preferred to do laps early in the morning, sun bathe in the afternoon and swim in the nude very late in the night. Mona joined me for laps most mornings. I got to appreciate her swimmer's form and her body. She stood a couple of inches shorter than me but had a sleeker body with a small perky bust and boyish hips. Her legs were shapely and muscular. She had short black hair that she had cut close to her head like a helmet. Her eyes were wide and black as the night sky. A broad nose and a wide mouth with a full bottom lip completed her looks. I found her attractive. By Saturday she began to join Sweetpea and me to work on our tan almost every day. That's a lot of female pulchritude in my backyard. It'd be even more so if my daughter and her friend were here. Just the thought of it made me a little horny. I asked Sweetpea to bring us all a glass of ice tea."Your daughter is so well behaved.""She's a good girl, although she is not really my daughter. She is sort of adopted. Her parents broke up and they left her here on her own. She was at loose ends. I took her in.""That was so nice of you. You do seem like a nice person. You take her in and you let me use your pool freely. I can't believe you aren't married."I looked over at her, but she was lying flat with dark shades hiding her eyes. She seems so innocent. I said, "I tried it once and it did not work very well. But I stayed with him until he was killed when a drunk smashed into his car. Since then, it was just my actual daughter and me, until we took in Sweetpea.""Where's your daughter now?""In soccer camp and I'd better not forget it. I have to pick her up along with her best friend on Monday. Julie had her twelfth birthday while in the camp. We will celebrate her birthday along with her friend's birthday when they return. I was thinking of taking them shopping to get clothes for the new school year as eighth graders."She sat up and looked at me. "Isn't she young for eighth grade?"I shrugged. "Both girls are very smart. They both skipped seventh grade. They also look quite a bit older than they are.""Wow, shopping sounds like fun. Could I go with you?""I guess so. The more the merrier. Here comes our ice tea.""Jack often comments on how hot looking you are. He wants me to find out if you're in need of a husband?"I gave her a sour look. "Him, perhaps? He has a very attractive wife. Besides Sweet Pea would be more his type, I think."She sipped her tea, giggled and said, "She's too young."I laughed. "She's probably within two years of your age. Sweetpea, how old are you now?"She looked up in interest and said, "I turned twenty-four on the ides of March."Mona was surprised at Sweetpea's answer. "Huh, I thought she was much younger. But amazingly, you're right; I'll be twenty-six in October. Jack just turned twenty-eight.""Well, that makes me too old for him then.""Oh, not true. He says older women turn him on because they are more experienced.I laughed because she looked so serious when she said it. I shook my head. "No thanks. My experience is that men aren't worth the trouble." Then I thought of what Grace said about her preferences. Mona turned red and it wasn't from the sun. "Oh, I didn't know. I often wondered what it would be like to make love with another woman. Jack is always suggesting we do a threesome. I don't know if I would care for that. Uh, is Sweetpea your amour?"I laughed even louder. "You might say that. But look, if you want to satisfy your curiosity, just let me know when." I finished my ice tea and stood up out of my chaise. "I think I had enough sun for the day. You can stay if you like. If you need tanning lotion, Sweetpea would love to rub some on you." I started towards the back door, turned halfway back towards her, showed her my profile and coyly said, "By the way, around eleven at night, I like to go for a late swim without my suit. Why don't you join me, but leave Jack at home." I giggled at the look she gave me and went on inside.*****I wasn't surprised when Mona slipped into the pool late that night. I had turned on the dim underwater lights. It was enough to see she was naked. We swam three or four laps side by side. Afterward, we sat on the bottom step in the corner."Ooh, I love swimming at night, the air is so cool that my nips get hard, but the water feels so warm.""True, I also enjoy the contrast. When I sit like this, I like to lean back and pretend to count the stars."She followed my example. I floated over to her, covered one of her sparse sized tits with my hand and leaned in to kiss her lips. She returned my kiss and opened her mouth to welcome my tongue. After a minute or two, I withdrew from her mouth and went down to suck on her nipple.I never made a study and my sample size is kind of small, but it seems a lot of tiny tit girls had yummy puffy areolas and long fat nipples. Mona was one of them. I was able to suck her all in, nipple, areola and tit. I sucked hard and the nipple grew in my mouth. I always find nipple play to be so erotic. Mona let me suck away and she alternated sighs with little squeals when I gave her a love bite.I trailed a hand down her tummy and between her legs. She spread them for me and I stroked her labia. They were getting a little puffy and opened up like the petals of a morning glory in the morning light. I kissed her again, took her hands in mine and pulled her out of the pool. I laid her down on the oversized chaise and laid myself atop her.I wriggled over her. My nipples against her nipples, we both had hard nipples. I rubbed my sex against hers. Mona didn't understand what I wanted to do, so I explained how women trib. She was anxious to try, very anxious. We tribbed for a couple of minutes, but it wasn't working."Wait Mona, do you know how to lick a pussy?""No, I've never gone this far with a woman.""Well, just do to me what I do to you or do what you would like me to do to you."She might not have had much in tit size, but her tongue was fabulous. I was more than damp this time. She really turned me on. For the next half hour we tongued each other until we each had a couple of orgasms. Sunday morning, she came over to swim laps with me again. Before we started she hugged and kissed me. "I just wanted to thank you for last night." We swam our laps and then sat in the shallow end. I asked Mona if she worked. She said she hoped to get some temp office jobs until she found a full time job as a administrative assistant. On further questioning, I understood she meant a secretarial position."What does Jack do?""He is a manager for a small software company.""Does he like it?""I think he's a little disappointed because the company is smaller than he thought.""Oh, that's too bad. Excuse me I need to go inside and use the bathroom.""That's okay, I should go home see if Jack has returned. He should be home soon."I went inside and called up Grace. She came to the phone bubbling with excitement. "Oh, Natty, you should come see the videos the girls made. I had all my girls watch and everyone wanted to trib. What fun we had. What do you need?""I was hoping you would come over this afternoon for dinner. I think you would enjoy meeting my new neighbors.""That would be delightful. What time shall I arrive?""Come around three and you should feel free to bring Sheila along. After we eat, those who wish can come out back and sun bathe in the buff. I'm sure Sweetpea would enjoy it if Sheila could come.""Sounds like a good plan. See you then."I waited awhile before I went next door. I wanted to be sure Jack was home. They were having coffee and a roll in the kitchen. They invited me in to join them. Jack buttered me a roll and Mona filled up a cup with coffee for me. "So are you guys getting settled in?"Jack sourly said, "I guess so, more or less."Putting on my concerned face I asked, "Is there something wrong with the house?""No, the house is fine. Just need to find time to repaint the walls in our colors. Mona can't find a decent job.""Jack, Jack, you have to give it time. You haven't been here a full week yet."Softly, Mona said, "It's his job. He's disappointed with it.""Gee, that's too bad. Look, maybe I can cheer you up. I want you come over for Sunday dinner at three today. I have a friend coming that I think you both will enjoy meeting. No arguments. Just come over. You don't need to bring anything. I have the wine and the desert.""Can't I at least come over and help?""Okay, come over at two. But I think Jack should stay here to rest up and chill until it the meal is ready."The dinner went off as I planned it. I intended to have Jack next to Grace and Mona next to me. Sweetpea acted as a server. Sheila wore transparent clothing, which I'd become accustomed to seeing her wear. However I had put Sweetpea in one of her little French maid outfits. She wore the one that consisted of a stretch satin and galloon lace apron and underwire padded bra with eyelash lace overlay sling that just barely covered her nipples. It had a black ribbon tie back, plus headpiece and panty of white lace.When Grace saw Sweetpea's outfit, she just had to have Sheila also wait on us if we had an extra costume. I didn't want Jack to drool too much over Sheila's full tits so I agreed and loaned her the black satin apron held on with adjustable white ribbon halter and waist ties; it had a front pocket with a white satin bow. Matching hat and a black g-sting is included.The girls were very cute as they served the meal. Jack managed to pinch of them on the ass, but his eyes followed Sheila's bouncing boobs which were barely hidden by the apron. I insisted the girls wait in the kitchen until I called for them.During the meal, I kept Mona busy in conversation while Grace chatted with Jack. I could see that she saw the same possibilities I had. After everyone had their fill of the food, Sweetpea and Sheila returned to clean off the table then brought in the coffee and cake. Sheila knelt on the floor next between Grace and Jack in a way where Jack could feel Sheila up. Sweetpea knelt next to me in imitation but without Jack's attentions. When I asked the girls to clear off the dessert dishes and wash everything up, Sheila acted in haste to get away from Jack. I pretended not to notice.Grace led Jack to the sofa in the living room. After we sat awhile with a glass of sherry, Grace thanked me for a lovely meal, Sheila changed back into her next to nothing outfit and they left. I announced that we girls were going to get some sun out back. Grace remained inside with Jack and the bottle of sherry.Sheila came outside with us. Mona and I went outside and stripped down. Sweetpea and Sheila enthusiastically applied sun lotion on the two of us. I was already so tanned that I really just wanted the SPF.Mona wanted to talk about Grace but I pretended to doze off. The two girls were busy pretending to lather each other with the lotion, but I knew better. When they're together, horny doesn't do the word enough justice. After an hour or so, I jumped in the pool to cool down. Night comes earlier and earlier as the summer wanes and the nights are chilly. I decided that we need to get a sun cover to keep the water warm longer. I even thought I might have an enclosure built to seal in the pool and a water heater to keep the water warm so we can swim all winter.Mona was worried about Jack so I sent the girls in to see if Jack and Grace were alright. Sweetpea came out and said "Grace left to go someplace with Jack and she took Sheila. Grace also said something about a business proposition."I turned to Mona and said, "Grace owns a software company and that was why I wanted them to meet. There is a good chance she has a better job for Jack, with more responsibility and more pay."Hearing that made her feel so good that she didn't object when I led her inside and pushed her onto my bed. Sweetpea was right behind me to help initiate Mona in to threesome play with lots of licking, sucking and fingering. She went home about midnight. The next morning Mona came over for coffee and told me Jack came home around three in the morning. Dialogue pls He told her he had a new job. She asked me, "Would you like my company on the drive to get your daughter?"I smiled sweetly. "That would be fabulous." I turned to check Sweetpea's reaction. I had a pretty good idea that she'd rather stay home and why she did. I crooked a finger at her. She immediately trotted over to me and knelt before me. Mona still hadn't become used to Sweetpea's obedience. I tousled Sweetpea's hair while I said, "You can stay home to keep company with Leez, if you like."She kissed my foot. I gently pulled her by her hair kissed her forehead then said, "You can go outside and let her know."She giggled and wiggled like the song then skipped outside to jump in the pool and splash Leez I watched them for a few minutes. I felt a strange pleasure to see how the two enjoyed each other's company. They were becoming close friends, yet they both remained my obedient submissives and enjoyable fuck toys. It made for a happy household. Mona had a curious look on her face. I had the feeling she was envious, but of who? Me or Sweetpea?*****Skipitas Mona and I got ready to leave. It was a four hour drive to the camp. We stopped along the way.Julie and Abby were so enthused with what they learned about soccer and other things. I decided she could tell me about the other things when we were home alone. When we arrived home, they both went right to sleep in Julie's bed They slept through most of Tuesday. Wednesday, we went to get Abby's mom to shop for school clothes. Abby and Julie spent the day trying on clothes, laughing and giggling. It's so grand to be young and it was fun to be with them.Abby stays over and I knew form the sounds that they were lovers. I sat them down for a long conversation about it.After we were home for awhile, Jack came by to thank me for putting him in touch with Grace. He said the job was perfect for him, the pay was enough that Mona didn't have to work. But the best part, he said, was the benefits. I think I knew which ones he would enjoy the most. Mona, Dot and I became great pals. Jack often had to work through the night (if you want to believe that; ha, ha), so Mona stayed an equal number of nights with me as well as Dot. We enjoyed bringing each other to multiple orgasms, often with the help of Sweetpea and occasionally with Leez as well.I managed to convince Sweetpea to go to the community college and she chose to study to be an LPN. I helped Leez become a senior at a local high school and we are making plans for her college education for when she graduates. I was made her guardian until she was twenty-one. She still worked part-time at the club and we made attending there on Wednesdays a regular tradition.Julie was such a delight. She and Abby really matured in the soccer camp. They were such good players that they made the varsity girls team the following spring. They played JV basketball in the fall.*****A FOLLOW UP STORY?High School days: Talk with Julie, then also with abbie about their sex activities.Monitored the education of Sweetpea and Leez . The enclosed poolAs a reward I took Sweetpea, Julie, Leez and Abby on a winter vacation in the Caribbean two days after Christmas. It didn't take much persuasion to convince Mona to come along. I knew that Julie and Abby were lovers, but they were very discrete as I had demanded. Mona and I enjoyed some delightful three and foursomes with Leez and Sweetpea. I'd have to say that we were a pretty happy family.Jack moves in with GraceMona sells her house and moves in with me; we had to add on to the house, a room and bath over the garage. The girls had to bid for it, secret bids because of Julie's age.In the summer we spend a month in Europe. The girls would like that.London (Dogging), Paris (Red Lights and little shops), Athens (nude beaches) http://gogreece.about.com/cs/nudebeaches/a/greecenudelist.htm Poros, Hydra, Rhodes, ENDI always enjoy readers' comments, write me at von_foetze@mail.com

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Before we even got married I knew Brad loved it when I wore sexy or see through things when we went out, but after we got married he wanted me to go to the next level. Even on our honeymoon he had me pretend to be sleeping and call room service up and order something just to get it delivered to our room. It started with me nude with a sheet covering everything except casually exposing my lower body, like a leg and part of my naked ass.Brad really got a trill watching the young guys they sent to our room as they tried to get an eyeful with him noticing. And by the pool he would have me undo the straps to my top and open it to the point that if you walked behind me you could see my tits right down to my nipples. Not that I have huge tits or anything, they're 34B's but with nipples that my husband calls eye-putter-outers.After we got home and went back to work he got me to wear loose tops with shelf-style bras so my tits would be on display if you cared to look that close. After my boss saw me dressed like that he asked me if I would like to move to his floor with a raise as well. We needed the money so I took him up on his offer. The other women were calling me a slut and a bitch and even a cunt, with some saying it to my face. I just laughed at them and told them if they had a body like mind they'd probably show it of like I did.My husband said my skirts needed to be shorter and I needed to start wearing hose instead of pantyhose, which was okay with me, I always hated pantyhose anyway. Plus now my boss has me take dictation and he always wants me there with him to do it. He has me sit in front of his desk in a chair that makes my ass sore so I move around a lot and I'm sure he gets a eye full. Now my husband wants me to wear see-through panties or no panties at all. I said I would try it out with his friends coming over on Friday night to play poker and see how it went. That got me going. I couldn't think about nothing else for the rest of the week.When poker night came around I was wearing a new tiny mini skirt with black hose and with no panties and a loose tank-top, with no bra at all. I felt so deliciously slutty.The game started at 8 o'clock and by 10, four of my husband's friends had their hands up my skirt far enough to feel my bare ass and one of them, the one I was attracted to the most, was rubbing my pussy lips with his fingers and then sucking them clean, looking into y eyes as he did that. Man, was I ever getting wet! Five guys other than my husband telling me how hot I was and I'm eating it all up.By the end of the poker game two more of them had run one or more fingers up and down my pussy slit several times and I was so horny that after they left I grabbed my husband Brad and threw him on the couch and fucked his brains out, riding him like a cowgirl at a rodeo.After we'd fucked ourselves out, he said, "I dare you to wear that to work on Monday. But I bet you'll chicken out."I asked, "What if I do and my boss tries to get in my pants?" He just laughed, saying, "That's up to you isn't it. Maybe he'll give you another raise."***The next morning. As I leave for work 30 minutes after Brad does, he isn't sure what I'll wear, so I took him up on the dare and wore a nicer top, but the same tiny skirt and black hose with no panties, just my shaved pussy for him to see. I no sooner got to my desk than he was there saying he had a few letters to send out. So I grabbed my pen and pad and followed him into his office. I started in a very businesslike way, but when I moved on the chair and my legs opened a bit - for just a second - he couldn't remember what he was saying, and had to ask me to read back what he had said. It was all I could do to keep from laughing at him and the look on his face was priceless. By the time the letters were done and I took them back in for him to sign, I was getting very horny. As I stood there watching him sign the letters I was almost dripping wet and as I put the letters down he asked me to come around his desk because he said that I had a typo he wanted to show me. Now there's no need for me to come around his desk but he asked so I did, and he was right I had a wrong letter in one word so I said I would retype it. Then he said for me to wait and he would check the other 16 pages in case I needed to fix another ones as well. As I stood beside him his hand next to me went down to his leg and slowly moved over towards me, then up my leg. I didn't say a word and when he got to my ass he massaged my cheeks softly, which was turning me on even more. Then when his hand went part way down my leg, I knew I should stop him, but I was way too horny for that by then. He began to slowly rub the inside of my thigh just above my hose then slowly moved up to my very wet pussy. By then he'd laid the letters aside and was intent on exploring me as I stood there, with my eyes closed, breathing hard. He was rubbing my pussy lips and then my clit and I almost passed out from the orgasm I had just from one touch on my clit. I came all over his fingers and when I finally opened my eyes again he was smiling at me and then went back to work with his fingers again. Just as I was on the edge of cumming again he stopped and stood up, pushing me forward over his deck and I head his fly being unzipped and his pants dropping.I was finding it hard to catch my breath, then suddenly he pushed the biggest cock I'd ever had in me from behind. Just one push and I was coming again like crazy, moaning with pleasure as he nailed me. And it wasn't long before the room started spinning around and I blacked out! I'd ever cum that hard in all my life before.I wasn't out for very long because when I came to he was still fucking the shit out of me, forcing me to have one long orgasmic event, until I thought I was going to pass out again. Finally I begged, "No more! No more!" That's when pulled out and pushed down to knees and put his huge cock to my lips to be sucked. I have never tasted myself before, but I was so crazed by then that liked the taste of my pussy on his cock. He then grabbed hands folds of my hair pushing about half his cock into my mouth and part way down my throat! I have ever been able to deep-throat Brad before, but he was fucking my throat with almost all his cock now and there was nothing I could do about it. My arms were flailing around as I tried to breath between thrusts. I was getting scared that I might die with that cock down my throat but he let me breathe just enough and pulled back so just the head of his cock as in my mouth as he started shooting off. He was spurting his hot cream into my mouth and down my throat. That was also a first for me, I had never my husband cum in my mouth before, but here was my boss shooting a huge load into my mouth and down my throat. As I swallowed, I found I didn't really hate the taste, it was kind of salty and a little bitter, but not too bad after all.***When I got home that night, Brad was already in and as I walked through the door he grabbed my skirt and pulled it over my hips, seeing that I had no panties on. "I didn't think you'd have the guts to do it, but you did. Good girl!" As he dropped to his knees and started eating me out. I hadn't been a good girl and I was hoping that I'd cleaned up enough so he wouldn't know that I'd been totally fucked by my boss for 4 hours before he let me up. But he didn't seem to notice anything, so I guess I got away with fucking my bosses huge cock, art least this time. As I started cumming in my husband's mouth, all I could think about was my boss's huge throbbing cock going deep into my pussy, doing things to me that I'd never had done to me before. When Brad got back up after making me cum, he said, "C'mon, we're going to Bob's Restaurant for dinner." I knew why he wanted to go there, they have big plate glass windows with chairs facing the street and with the tiny skirt I had on, anyone would be able to see my pussy from that angle. But after what I'd done at work, this seemed like a small thing to me.Anyway, when we got there, Brad said for me to sit almost in the middle of the window and he would order for us. When he sat down beside me he saw a young kid trying to see up my skirt, so he told me to uncross my legs and give him a good show. "You'll make his whole year I bet," he teased.Normally I wouldn't do something like that, especially to a kid, but I was feeling strange, almost numb, so as I uncrossed my legs and opened them fairly wide. His eyes got really big, making me laugh at the look on his face. When began to eat our meals he asked if my boss had seen up my skirt or down my top. I said - guiltily - I didn't think he'd seen anything much. How do I tell my husband that I fucked my boss every which way and was falling in love with his huge beautiful cock.***After dinner and maybe 15 guys and a few women had seen up my skirt, and most had stopped to get an eyeful before moving on, one even blew me a kiss, we went to the mall and just walk around. We went up and down the stairs flashing my pussy at anyone who looked up at the right time. It was then that Brad saw these boots in the window of a shoe store. "Come on," he said, "you have to try them on."These boots would go half way between my knee and pussy. I instantly knew what he had in mind and I was beginning to breath faster. He'd seen a young sales clerk who maybe 19 or so and super handsome, all tan and muscles. Brad told him I wanted to try on the boots they had in the window. So the sales guy had me sit down and Brad told him to measure my feet because we weren't sure about size.You could have knocked the sale clerk over with a feather, when I put my foot into the measurer my mini dress rode up and he got a full pussy shot, one that only he could see. He looked up at me, then down at my pussy and then back at my face again. Then he went about the business of fitting me for the boots, but he really only had eyes from my pussy as I moved he would smile and hold my bare foot, lovingly, or so it seemed to me.The first size he tried was way to big so he went down 2 sizes and he had to straddle my leg to pull them on and I noticed I had lifted my leg high enough to give him a great sustained view of my pussy. His face was kind of turning pink when I put my other foot on his rear to balance myself from falling over. That's when I felt his swollen cock against my leg as it pressed into me through the material of his pants.He let out a groan and turned beet red. I think he'd cum in his pants. Men! He grabbed the top edge of the boot I was trying on and pull it up my leg. When he got it all the way up his hand was on the inside of my leg and then slipped the rest of the way up and a couple of fingers touched my bare pussy briefly. He sold the boots to me for under wholesale pricing.Brad was amused at his discomfort, but I don't think he had a clue that the clerk had turned me on...END

cindysaudience.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/67/cindysaudience.txt

"Wow, sweetheart! You look incredible!" David's jaw had almost dropped to the floor once he saw his beautiful young wife emerge from the bedroom. David had never seen Cindy dressed in something so tight and skimpy before - except before or during their lovemaking sessions. But this time it was different, because David knew that his 25-year-old wife would soon go out into public in that very provocative and sexy outfit."Thanks," Cindy smiled in return. She did a pirouette and added, "I'm glad you like it.""Like it?" David gushed. "I LOVE IT!"Cindy's outfit consisted mostly of an aqua-colored top and matching short-skirt, both of which were made of a very thin, stretchy material. Needless to say, the aqua-colored outfit displayed the considerable and luscious curves of her 38d-24-35 figure. Since the top was cut low, it displayed a generous amount of Cindy's ample cleavage. Her breasts were very large and firm, without any sag or give in them. Just like the top, the short-skirt fit Cindy's body like a tight glove. It went down to the mid-point between her hips and knees, and offered a wonderful view of her richly-tanned long legs. To complete the outfit, the beautiful young lady wore a pair of white high-heeled shoes which accentuated her firm, long legs even more.Cindy had long, stylish blonde hair which went down to the center of her back. Even without smiling, there was no argument that Cindy had a beautiful face. But she looked even more appealing when she smiled. Since Cindy was a warm and pleasant person, the 25-year-old woman usually had a happy expression upon her lovely face.David's eyes surveyed the incredible sight of his wife in that outfit and surmised, "If I knew that you weren't headed out for an acting audition, I'd take you back into the bedroom and make wild love to you all day long.""Hmmmm," Cindy squealed, leaning over and pecking her husband's cheek with a kiss. "I'll have to take a rain-check on that, for another day.""You better get going," David said. "The last thing you want to do is be late for this audition. If you land this part in the movie, that would be great.""The audition is not for another four hours," Cindy told him. "I just decided to get ready for it a bit early.""Early?" the man said, confused. "Early? You have to go now, Cindy. I don't want you here when the guys show up, to watch the football game.""Why?" his wife giggled. "Because you'll be talking about 'guy things'? Come on, I have no place to go for four hours. I definitely couldn't go to a book store or the shopping center in this type of outfit. Where else could I possibly go?""I don't want you here, honey, because the guys who will be coming over to watch the game are a bit rowdy. I don't think you would like them.""Oh, listen to you," Cindy smiled, flipping her hand at him. "I won't like them? I don't judge anyone because they scream or hoot and holler when their favorite football team scores a touchdown." She paused and giggled, "If that was the case, I'd have never married you!"David shook his head and returned, "No, you do not understand. I would just feel uncomfortable with you and them here at the same time.""I'm not leaving," Cindy insisted, "until it's time for the audition. You can try to change my mind, but it won't work." She turned and started strolling toward the kitchen. "Besides, I won't bother you guys. Neither you nor your friends will even know I'm here."As David watched Cindy's round ass jiggle and twitch seductively with each and every step, he mumbled to himself, "Oh, I have a feeling they'll know you're here..."Over the next hour, David's group of friends made their way to the apartment. All of them were his co-workers and were also very close to his age of 28. Alex had blond hair and a physically-fit body, thanks to many surfing sessions at the beach. Shawn's hair was brown and he had a slim but strong body. Kris had black hair and a handsome face, but just an average build. Tyrone had the best-looking body of the group. He was tall and attractive, and black. An African-American man, Tyrone was best friends with David.The four guests expected to come over to David's place to get loud and rowdy for their favorite pro football team. None of them expected to find a blonde bombshell like Cindy; especially one dressed in such a tiny little outfit. They had never met David's wife before, and to no great shock, were extremely impressed with Cindy's beauty.The young woman found herself giggling like a schoolgirl with some of the forward comments coming from the men. "Wow David, where have you been hiding this?" one man said. "What a fine-looking lady," another observed. "Too bad you're married, sweetheart," one of the men told her.David figured his friends were just kidding, so he laughed while telling them to stop teasing his wife. The group finally relented, and made their way to the living room. The football game was just about to start.Nonetheless, the compliments from the guys made Cindy feel very lightheaded and bubbly. She liked her husband's friends. As a result, the blonde decided that she was going to help them out until leaving for the audition.David protested at first, but Cindy nonetheless wound up serving the guys drinks and snacks from the kitchen. It was her own idea, of course. None of the guys objected to having a "waitress" serve them food and refreshments. This way, they would not miss any action of the big game.***Over the next hour, the young wife must have made her way in and out of the living room 20 times. Instead of watching the television screen when Cindy was present, most of the eyes in the room were now focused on her large, firm breasts as they seductively bounced and wiggled with each step. If a set of eyes wasn't fixated upon her breasts, they were on her sweet ass, watching it twitch while she moved along."Why is your wife dressed that way?" Shawn asked David once Cindy left the room."She's an actress," David replied. "There is an audition later today, and she wants to look her best for it.""Whoooo weeee," Alex commented, shaking his head. "If they are choosing actresses based on looks - in that outfit, your wife should be a lock for whatever role she wants." The other three guests all nodded their heads in agreement."Come on guys, watch the game," David insisted, shaking his head with a tiny smile. "Get your minds out of the gutter! That's my wife you're talking about!"A short time later, Cindy was preparing a bowl of popcorn and some nachos when she heard a deafening cheer come from the living room - and not the television set. "Those guys," she laughed to herself. "The team must have scored a touchdown." The 25-year-old lady shook her head and added, "Ahh, men. Absolutely crazy for their sports."When Cindy went back out to the living room, all eyes were on her again. While the four guests had explored nearly every subtle curve and shape of Cindy's hot body, they all wondered what she would look like without wearing that tiny outfit. An erection shot up in less than three seconds, in Alex's pants, once Cindy leaned over while handing him a bowl of nachos. Alex had received a clear, unobstructed view down the middle of her deep cleavage."I'm gonna go upstairs for a second," Cindy told her husband. "I'll be back soon.""Okay," David replied.Once Cindy turned and started walking toward the steps, all four guests turned their heads and watched her ass as it jiggled and swayed with each and every step."Stop it, guys!" David admonished once his wife went upstairs. They all looked back at him. "This is the last time we ever have a football party at my place.""Ahh come on," Shawn said. "You know, Dave, you're enjoying this just as much as we are. You like showing off that hot wife of yours to us - it's like bragging.""I'm not showing her off!" David told them. "I didn't even want her to be here! I asked her to leave earlier.""Bull..." most of the men chimed in, simultaneously.At this point, Cindy was making her way down the steps. When she heard voices coming from the living room, the woman stopped and decided to eavesdrop."I'm glad she's here," Alex said with a toothy grin. "I much rather watch your wife than some football game.""Damn it, guys..." David sighed. "Come on, stop...""What kind of actress is she?" Shawn asked."What do you mean?" David inquired."What kind of films does she go for?""Regular films," David told him. "I think this movie she is auditioning for today involves a night club scene." He paused and added, "Why do you ask?"Shawn shrugged his shoulders and replied, "She reminds me of that hot blonde from the gang-bang movie we watched last week at Alex's house." Kris, Alex and Tyrone all nodded their heads in agreement at that comment. Meanwhile, still on the staircase, Cindy's eyes grew wide at that statement."Shut up, guys!" David told them. "I don't want you talking about my wife that way!""We wouldn't mind gang-banging Cindy," Kris smirked."GUYS!" David exploded. "STOP IT!""Dave would probably like to watch us do her," Alex joked."I've always thought you could find the most fascinating conversation while listening to men," Cindy remarked as she made her way back into the living room.All of the guys turned and looked at Cindy, their jaws almost touching the floor in sheer embarrassment."Uhh... we're sorry, ma'am," Kris said apologetically. "We were just teasing your husband.""Ahh..." David struggled to find the right words. It was difficult, since Cindy had a mean expression upon her face. "Honey, would you like it if I sent my friends home?"Her arms folded, Cindy tapped a high-heeled foot upon the carpet while staring angrily at the group of men. "I've been real nice to all you guys, all afternoon, and this is the thanks I get for it? You compare me to some porno slut?""We're sorry," Shawn told her. "As Kris said, we were just teasing. Nothing serious. Please, it was just a joke."Though angry on the outside, Cindy's insides were aglow with heat and excitement. No one had ever spoken about her, at least that she knew of, in such graphic terms. Those nasty words actually made her hot!"Oh?" she commented, her anger loosening up. "Was everything that you guys said just a joke?"All of the men looked at her quizzically. David was the one who broke the silence. "What do you mean, honey?"The young wife shrugged her shoulders and replied, "What was it you guys said?... You want to... yeah, you want to gang-bang me? Right?"This time, everyone looked at her with shock. But the one most shocked was her husband, David. However, Kris broke the silence this time. "We'd love to gang-bang you.""KRIS!" David exploded, in pure rage."Would you like that, honey?" Cindy asked her husband. "Would you like it if these guys gang-banged me?"David's demeanor changed from rage to stunned disbelief. He looked at his wife - amazed at what she said."You probably would," Cindy quipped, "since you spent last weekend watching some gang-bang porno movie at Alex's house." She paused, surveying the stunned reactions around the living room. "I heard what you perverts said.""I'm gonna send these guys home," David said coolly."You didn't answer my question!" Cindy remarked, raising her voice. "Would you like it if these guys gang-banged me?""If you would like it, yes, I would," came the words from David's mouth. A second later, he could not believe he had said that. Cindy was HIS; she was his prize possession. But on the other hand, it had always been a deep-rooted fantasy of David's to watch Cindy get fucked by a group of men. He often thought of what the scene would look like, while watching adult movies of this particular genre."If any of you guys want me, come and get me."The four guests looked at each other, then Cindy, then each other again. They were all shocked. However, Kris was the first one to take the initiative. He stood up and started walking over to her."My pleasure, baby."David looked on in stunned silence as he watched Kris take Cindy into his arms and smother her mouth with a kiss. He saw a brief exchange of tongues, then looked at the other guys. They too, were staring at the scene in front of them in sheer amazement. David never imagined that he could sit idly by and watch another man kiss his beloved wife.Cindy whimpered and nearly melted in Kris' arms as the kiss grew stronger and deeper. Kris snaked a hand between their pressed bodies, and pawed away at one of her ample breasts, hidden underneath the tight top she still wore. Cindy squealed in arousal when Kris pinched one breast with a hand and used another to paw her bottom.When Kris grabbed Cindy's short-skirt and pulled it up, past her waist, everyone had a clear view of her perfect ass and the string bikini-panties which hid less than 5% of it.At this point, David jumped up and demanded, "Let her go, Kris! She is MY wife!""Hush David," Cindy admonished him, while breaking the kiss. "You said if I wanted to, I could have sex with these guys. Now sit back and enjoy the show." Her mouth went back to Kris' for another passionate kiss.Defeated, David sat back down on the sofa. It was true. He did give her permission to carry on with these guys. His husbandly side was screaming at him, telling him to stop the scene before him from unfolding anymore. On the other hand, his erotic side was urging him to let it continue. Slowly, David's erotic side was gaining the advantage.Shawn got up and decided to join the action. He walked over to Cindy and Kris, who were still embracing one another with their lips locked. He nudged up behind Cindy and pressed his bulging crotch against her backside. The pretty blonde sighed at the initial contact, then moaned as Shawn wrapped his arms around her from behind. His hands came to rest on her massive breasts, and he cupped and squeezed both through the top she wore in repeated succession.Kris brought Cindy down to the floor with him, his lips still firmly attached to hers. He cupped her ass with his hands and pulled her body hard against his own, while kissing her deeper. Meanwhile, Shawn dropped to his knees behind Cindy, and thumbed her tiny bikini-panties down. He slipped her white high-heeled shoes off, then flicked both them and her bikini-panties away to the side.David quietly sat on the sofa, a mixture of wild emotions still running throughout him. That was his WIFE on the floor, getting worked over by two guys. But at the same time, his cock was as big as it had ever been. It was so erect and hard that it felt as though it would explode in his pants.As Shawn rubbed and caressed her supple ass from behind, Cindy broke the kiss with Kris and reached for his jeans. In a hurried rush, she unbuckled his belt and then pulled down his zipper. Her delicate hand dove inside his jeans, underneath his briefs, and gripped his rock-hard cock.Cindy squealed with delight as she pulled Kris' jeans and briefs down, exposing his massive erection. Soon, she grasped the base of his cock and then slipped its fat, juicy head between her moist red lips.Kris moaned in arousal as Cindy's blonde head started to bounce up and down over his erection. He looked down at her and smiled, then glanced over at David and grinned at him as well. "You're a very lucky man, Dave," Kris announced. "I'd give my right arm to have this lusty babe as my wife."On her hands and knees with her bottom perched in the air, Cindy gave Shawn ample access to her pussy. Behind her, Shawn parted her slick pussy lips with two fingers and then drove his tongue inside. In response, Cindy sighed in utter lust. She had never taken part in two-on-one sex before; this was definitely something new - and exciting.Shawn then grasped each side of Cindy's ass with his hands as he buried his lips and tongue in her moist pussy. Cindy glanced back at him for an instant, but immediately resumed sucking Kris' cock."I can't wait until I get my hands on her," Alex said to himself, sitting on an adjacent chair. He had already undid his pants and was openly stroking his erection.On the other hand, Tyrone sat still and watched the action, but figured he would not get a piece of Cindy for himself. Tyrone was an African-American man, and though he had tried for years, no white woman ever wanted anything to do with him. Tyrone was very attracted to white women - especially ones with long blonde hair, like Cindy. But if no white female ever wanted to have anything to with him, why would Cindy be any different? That was Tyrone's line of thinking. He expected to just be a voyeur today.Nonetheless, Tyrone was enjoying the show before him.Cindy's head was bobbing up and down over Kris' cock at warp-speed, while her hips were wiggling back and forth in response to Shawn's oral work on her pussy.Neither Kris nor Shawn could believe what they were doing. They came over here to watch the football game with David, but instead were in the process of making love to his hot wife! Even more, David was watching the action, too!A loud chorus of moans and gasps were coming from the three individuals as the action got even more heated and passionate. Cindy was doing her best to swallow Kris' monster cock right down her greedy little throat. At the same time, Shawn was feasting on the sweet recesses of Cindy's juicy pussy.Kris had already come to the conclusion that Cindy was giving him the best blowjob of his entire life. No one had ever given him a blowjob any better than this one, and she wasn't even finished yet.However, Kris brought the blowjob to a close when he could no longer contain himself. His cock erupted in her mouth, filling it with gush after gush of thick sperm. Kris sighed deeply at the discharge, and was amazed at the same time by Cindy as she sucked and swallowed his fuck-juice down her hungry throat.Still getting her pussy eaten from behind, Cindy slipped Kris' shaft out of her mouth and lovingly licked away at it. Kris gasped at the sight of Cindy's beautiful face as streams of cum dripped and dangled from it."Did you like that?" she squealed at him."Oh yeah," he sighed in return. "Oh, I loved it, baby. That was the best fucking blowjob of my life!"Cindy smiled and giggled, happy to draw such praise for her sexual skills."I'm gonna fuck that sweet pussy of yours," Shawn said, as he withdrew his lips and tongue from her slit. But just when he was about to get himself into the doggie-style position, Shawn was yanked away by Alex. Shawn looked at him, angry. "HEY MAN! What are you doing?""You and Kris have already sampled her," Alex told him. "Now, it's my turn. You can fuck her later, but I'm going to fuck her NOW."Alex had already stripped off his shirt and pants, and his cock was at full erection. He dropped to his knees behind Cindy as she stood on her hands and knees, then fisted his cock and nudged it against her pussy. Cindy squealed at the sensation - this was the first time a cock other than David's had touched her pussy since they started dating more than six years ago.Alex grunted as he popped his erection into Cindy's tiny, slick pussy. In response, the young woman squealed again, surprised at the sensations swirling throughout her. Alex's cock was definitely bigger than her husband's, she thought to herself. As a result, Cindy was going to enjoy this.On an adjacent chair, Tyrone felt very jealous. For the first time in his life, he really wished that his skin color was white instead of black. He wanted to get a piece of Cindy for himself, but figured she would not go for it. After all, no white woman had ever been attracted to him. He figured that before the day was through, Cindy would take care of the other guys in the room - all of whom were white. Unfortunately, Tyrone figured, he would be left in the cold.Shawn sat still, fuming, as he watched while Alex started to pump his cock in and out of Cindy's pussy. He knew that should have been him fucking her now - not Alex. But Shawn knew that there were other parts of Cindy's body which he could explore and play with, while Alex pounded her pussy.Thus, Shawn crawled around until he was sitting in front of Cindy, who was still in the doggie-style position, her body rocking back and forth in tune with Alex's thrusting hips. Shawn reached underneath her, then palmed her large breasts with his hands. Cindy looked up at him and grunted, then offered a charming smile."My, what a fine pair you have," Shawn said as he pulled the tight top up, exposing her large breasts. Shawn tilted his head and stared at the twin pair, liking the sight of an erect nipple topping each of them. Then, using his thumbs and index fingers, he pinched both nipples. Cindy squealed in passionate delight - she loved all this attention!As Shawn continued to pay homage to Cindy's breasts, Alex kept up the pace by pounding into her from behind. He had his hands firmly planted on her bottom as he thrust his cock in and out of her pussy, in the classic doggie-style position. Alex drilled her with all of his strength, his hips pumping back and forth harder and faster than he even previously thought possible.David sat on the sofa, with the same stunned expression as before. His cock was so hard in his pants that it hurt. The repeated loud slapping sound, caused by Alex's heavy balls hitting Cindy's upturned ass, reverberated throughout David's ears and mind. Watching his beautiful, angel wife get hammered like this was the most exciting thing which had ever happened to him."I'M GONNA CUM!" Cindy screamed as Alex continued pumping into her from behind, while Shawn still pinched her nipples."CUM WITH ME!" Alex exclaimed. "LET'S CUM TOGETHER!"Both individuals roared out in unequaled passion as they experienced mutual orgasms. Alex pumped his thick seed into Cindy's willing pussy, mixing it with her own release. The two shuddered together in shared lust for several seconds, until Alex pulled away. Next, the 25-year-old woman collapsed upon the floor, her breathing ragged and heavy.As Shawn caressed Cindy's long, silky blonde hair, David finally got up from the sofa and rushed over to his wife. "Are you okay, sweetheart?" he insisted, fearful that she may be hurt. After all, she had collapsed upon the floor and was gasping for breath. He had never seen her this way after a sexual encounter."I'm okay," Cindy managed, in response to his question. "But I'd feel a lot better if I could have some more cock!"David's jaw almost hit the floor because of her lewd comment. She usually did not talk that way.Cindy's head rose from the floor and she looked at her husband. "Hmmm, three guys have had me already. You have four friends here... which one am I missing?" She glanced around the room and gasped once her blue eyes found Tyrone.Tyrone gasped as well - due to the lust-ridden eyes which Cindy intently stared at him with. Was a beautiful white woman actually hot for him?"What do you think about white pussy?" Cindy squealed as she rose to her knees. She started moving toward Tyrone, a sexy smile on her face. "Have you ever had sex with a white woman before?"Suddenly, Tyrone's cock was bigger than it ever had been before. He never dreamed of that this scenario would take place for real - not even in his wildest fantasies."Ma'am," the polite-sounding man said. "I've never been with a white girl before - sexually speaking."Still walking on her knees toward him, Cindy flashed a charming smile and said, "Would you like to?""HONEY!" David exclaimed. "You want to have sex with Tyrone, too?""Why not?" Cindy giggled. "I've always had a thing for black men." She made her way up to Tyrone and stared directly into his eyes. "I find black men... ATTRACTIVE."Tyrone gasped in utter shock at her comment."I-I... I'd love to have sex with you..." he mumbled.Tyrone's body stiffened and he sighed as Cindy reached for his belt buckle and unlooped it. She whipped his belt off, then nearly tore open his trousers. With her right hand, she fished his erect shaft out from within a pair of boxers, and squeezed it."Oooooh, black cock..." Cindy squealed as she eyed and held the huge monster. The young woman gave the tip of his shaft a lick and added, "I've always wanted a black cock..."All of the other men in the room watched with amazement as Cindy's mouth opened and then closed over Tyrone's giant cock. They had never witnessed interracial sex before, but were quickly becoming a fan of it. Of particular interest was the strict contrast of Cindy's white face and blonde hair as they hovered over Tyrone's throbbing black shaft. The extreme contrast in color nearly blew the men away.For the longest time, Tyrone had dreamed of one day having sex with a beautiful white woman - especially one with long blonde hair. Now, that dream was quickly becoming a definite reality for him.Tyrone sighed in lust as Cindy worked his shaft over with her fabulous mouth and tongue. She sucked and slurped away at his slab of man-meat as if it was her sole purpose in life. Tyrone reached down and placed his hand on top of her head, then lovingly caressed her long blonde hair as she bobbed up and down over his massive member.While twirling his testicles between her fingertips, Cindy looked up into Tyrone's eyes and smiled as she continued sucking him off. Tyrone grinned at her in return, then shook his head in wonder. Cindy was his "dream girl". There was no doubt about it."I want you to fuck me," the young lady squealed, rising to her feet and then settling down in his lap.Tyrone's heartbeat went into extreme overdrive as Cindy positioned his cock over her heated pussy. The other men watched with awe as Tyrone's black shaft slid up between the folds of Cindy's white thighs. The blonde let out a squeal once the cock was in her all the way, then she wrapped her arms around Tyrone's neck and vibrated in lust.In no time flat, Cindy was bouncing up and down upon Tyrone's prick. Their rhythmic fucking started slow, but steadily grew faster and harder. Tyrone had his hands at Cindy's waist, grasping it, while she continued to ride him.The others could easily see that the man's massive cock stretched Cindy's pussy lips to the absolute max. David wondered to himself if such a large cock would hurt her... but apparently not. He could tell by the lustful expression upon her face that Cindy was enjoying every single moment of having Tyrone's huge cock stuffed in her pussy.The intense action between the two lust-lovers hit a fever pitch, then things started to slow down. Tyrone screamed at the very top of his lungs while jettisoning a fresh batch of cum into Cindy's hungry pussy. In response, the wife-turned-slut buried her face against Tyrone's shoulder and shuddered, experiencing an orgasm of her own."HONEY!" David exclaimed seconds later, once his wife finally slipped out of Tyrone's lap. "HONEY!" Not only was Cindy's face covered with sperm, but it was also sliding down her tanned thighs like a waterfall. "Honey, I didn't know that you had that type of sexual appetite!"Cindy giggled and shrugged her shoulders. "I didn't either... until now." She let out a content sigh.David looked at his wristwatch. "You only got an hour or so until the audition starts. I know you really need this part... but there's no way you could make it there in time. Look at you... you're a mess! You have to wash up!""Screw the audition!" Cindy exclaimed, dropping to her knees in front of David. She reached for his pants and undid them, saying, "Who needs a job when they could fuck five hot studs instead?" Giggling with lust, Cindy slid David's hard cock between her lips and started sucking on it eagerly.- / -Instead of watching football, David's friends knew they had something better to do on Sunday afternoons from now on.

aftrsch.txt

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The next day Glen woke to the color white. All around him, just clean, antiseptic white. Hospital white. He tried to move but he was in a body cast. IVs dripped liquid nourishment into his system and he felt totally numb. He couldn't feel a thing."Good morning. You look pretty good for a corpse!" Mr. Mason held his strong chin in his hand, measuring Glen's reaction."W-w-ot ooo meeen?" Talking was painful and he stopped as tears formed in his eyes. Mason held up a copy of the local newspaper. A subhead read in bold type HIGH SCHOOL MOURNS AS LOCAL GUIDANCE COUNSELOR DIES IN AUTO ACCIDENT. Glen started to cry as he blurrily made out the text:Glen Simmons, 20 years old of Bentson, Florida was killed Wednesday morning at 11 pm when his Pontiac Firebird slammed into a restraining wall on Coast Highway 14 and plunged into the ocean two hundred feet below. No body has been recovered, but two witnesses, Mr. and Dr. Mason of Solitude Lane reported that there was no question Simmons was killed in the accident. Richard Mason, a prominent local attorney, testified to police seeing the car swerve erratically, then driving off the road. His wife, Dr. Lesley Mason with the Private West Palm Beach Clinic was reported as telling police there was no way the driver could have survived the fall and subsequent explosion. The police have ruled out any foul play and closed the file. No immediate relations were known at press time."He sobbed, which was agony. "Why dooo tis?" he tried to scream. Why was he in such agony?The red-haired woman was by his side with a syringe. "Sleep little one," she whispered and the world was black again.***Days later.The woman and man were standing over him, arguing."It's my turn!" the woman was angrily disputing. "You made your picks the last time! Besides," she cooed evilly, "I think you'll like my choice."Was that Brenda standing behind them, wearing the candy striper uniform? Where was he anyway? A hospital of some kind? What were they doing to him? What had they already done to him? The cast was still on his body leaving only his arms bare. He felt weak and sensed that he had lost a great deal of weight. Strange things were being done to him, things that scared him."Well, if you have something interesting in mind, Lesley. What look do you want for our new pet?""The Kelly look of course-- to go with our little Brenda! Wouldn't it be wonderful to have them both? I want to take advantage of that fine blonde hair of his. A wonderful natural feature." She pulled out a scalpel and was using it as a pointer, swinging it through the air as she described how she wished to alter the subject in question. "Small breasts but bigger than Brenda's." She put her arm around little Brenda and clutched a small breast through the striped blouse. She found the nipple through the bra underneath and twisted. Brenda cringed and kept her lips clamped, but the pain in her eyes called out to Glen."Yes, maybe a bit bigger. Maybe a pair of nice ripe 32Bs-- cute, feminine, but not centerfold. Big sensitive nipples to play with. A smaller upturned nose. The chin has to go-- even if it gets a little weak, it'll still work. I want to really thin out the eyebrows, but I want to lengthen and thicken the lashes."Mr. Mason was nodding, in increasing agreement with his wife. "And the lips-- you'll do the lips, correct?"She nodded. "Yes, but not as much as Brenda. Some moderate collagen should plump up the lips, but let's not go Julia Roberts, alright? There's a pretty bow-shape there that might get ruined. Now, the waist needs to go down of course, and the hips go up-- how about tagging it at a 32-24-29? A nice, huggable petite figure that's almost doll-like. You like?"Mr. Mason smiled. "I like. Sounds like you're going to give this bitch a nice, tight butt. think she'll be grateful?Glen froze as he heard the woman's icy, shrill cackle. "After what we do with it, I doubt it honey!""And you'll let the hair and nails grow out naturally or will you use an accelerator?"The doctor looked down at Glen. "An accelerator. Don't you want everything done as quickly as possible?"The man nodded. "Absolutely."Pain. The syringe was sinking into his arm again. Glen winced as Dr. Mason slipped the chastity belt over his male member. The metal was cold and he shivered. The doctor squeezed the microscopic snap with a pair of tweezers and it clicked with finality.Dr. Mason stroked his cheek, running her hand through his long, lustrous blonde mane of hair. "Cold, pretty baby? Don't worry-- it'll get so hot down there you'll never believe it was so cold! The two openings in the belt between your legs will allow you to relieve yourself-- sitting down of course! Now, stand up."He obeyed promptly, popping off the hospital bed in the Examination Room. Glen had learned it was actually underneath the Mason's mansion-- a private medical wing devoted entirely to the private experiments and whimsies of Dr. Mason. It was where she had turned him into a female. There was another room too, but one he had never been in. From the windowless, white hospital-style bedroom where he was locked every night, he could hear things though. Brenda's cries, whippings, Mr. Mason's yells, Dr. Mason's screeching laugh. They called it the "Play Room."As Glen stood in front of the mirror, he looked at the image that stared back. Was that really him? It was still difficult to believe the changes were permanent even after a whole month's time. The most obvious change was the pair of moderate sized perky high-nippled breasts that hung from his chest. He could feel the jiggle of the orange-sized spheres as he moved quickly, the way the cold air massaged his long nipples into small, hard rubies. They weren't huge, but he could surely feel their weight as he walked. And he walked differently now too. His legs were longer, his calves shapelier. His instep had been raised, giving him a high stepping toe-first way of walking. His hips were wider as well, his butt fuller. The whole affect was to give him the light airy prance of a ballerina-- or a showgirl.His hands were soft and callus free as if the heaviest object he had ever lifted was a hairbrush. Even the scar he had gotten from fishing when he was twelve was gone. All that was there now was milky skin as soft as velvet. And having nails now was strange. He had to be careful how he used his hands, how he picked things up, how he held things, otherwise he might break the nails. And that was unthinkable. His arms seemed more relaxed as he walked if he held them up in the air, elbows bent, with hand bent, palms down. It also seemed natural for him to rest his hands high on his hips, practically on his wispy waist. With thumb and index finger resting palm down on them, he felt more relaxed than if he just kept them by his side. Glen couldn't tell, but he guessed some muscles in his body had been lengthened and shorted to produced these desired affectations.Seeing his face for the first time was a frightening sensation. He could barely believe that the blue eyes were his. Permanent cosmetic contacts, the Doctor had explained. His eyebrows, once as thick as caterpillars were now razor-thin plucked blonde arcs. In contrast, his eyelashes were long and lusciously full-bodied, and he now no longer closed his eyes and opened them-- he batted his lashes. His mouth was even smaller, his thin lips now poutier. When he smiled, his expression was like the one they made Barbie dolls with-- sexy, surprised and happy all at once. His nose was half it's previous size. He had a deviated septum, the result of a long ago high school tussle, which had given his nose a slight bend to the left. But now it was small, upturned and delicate and perfect as porcelain. And framing his whole face was his light blonde hair, now straight and long enough to reach to the tops of his breasts.As he silently inspected himself, Mr. Mason walked into the white hospital room. "Well, there's the pretty lady! How are you Kelly?" The older man was leering at his new breasts and he held up his hands to shield them. "Uh, fine, Daddy," he answered in that new, subdued voice of his. Mr. Mason was Daddy and Dr. Mason was Mother, he had been told. Brenda was his little sister. He was Kelly, a sixteen-year-old girl. A pretty girl who must behave. Or Daddy and Mother would punish Kelly. Glen had already learned what a hard spanking Daddy could give when his Kelly had sassed back. Damn! That had hurt!"We're about to go over the new rules, Father. Please sit down-- no, not you Kelly. You just stand there in front of the examination mirror and listen carefully."Glen saw Daddy's eyes on his bare butt reflected in the mirror. It made him so uncomfortable. He had been kept naked since the operations had ended a week ago and it was driving Kelly to the point of nervous exhaustion. He hated being kept nude. It made him so vulnerable. All he wanted to do was snatch up a sheet and cover himself. But he kept quiet and listened to his new parents instead."Your chastity belt is designed to keep that silly little thing of yours under complete control. You can function naturally in every way, though it will prevent you from playing with yourself. It's ok to blush Kelly-- that's the sign of healthy shame we want to instill in our girls." She smiled. "You SHOULD be ashamed of that little thing-- which is why the chastity belt will control it and keep it nice and flat. We won't have it ruining your panty lines with big bulges! Got it?"Glen nodded demurely. For now, he had decided it was easier to accept and obey. Minute to minute, hour to hour, he told himself. Just survive long enough to get out of this nightmare alive."As you know, you're a lucky little girl. We've adopted you, just like Brenda. Rick has taken care of all the legal details. As your parents, we have complete responsibility for your upbringing and discipline. As you've already discovered, we're very old fashioned when it comes to correcting improper behavior. Our opinion is that pretty girls should be seen and not heard."Glen swallowed hard. It was still strange to be think Dr. Mason was talking about him, uh, her. Mr. Mason-- Daddy-- continued where his wife had left off. "It really is too bad for you that you had to meddle in our business-- and that you happened to be such wonderful material to work with! Small, child-like in appearance, no facial hair-- hardly a male at all! Much better suited to be a teenage girl-- like Brenda. You were right about Brenda. We took her when she was about twelve. You see we've always wanted kids. Though not for the usual reasons, right Dear?"His wife, her hands resting in her white lab coat, nodded in agreement. She was pleased with her handiwork and like a true craftsman kept inspecting the finished product, looking for a single flaw. But there were none, she knew. Kelly was perfect-- a sexy, sixteen year old girl."We are extremely successful and up to three years ago, thoroughly bored. Money after a certain point means nothing," Mr. Mason discoursed. "You grow soft, begin to watch too much television. That was how we got hooked on Beverly Hills 90210. Have you seen it? As we watched it, we grew infatuated with the idea of having those beautiful girls to do with as we wished. "There's nothing as appealing as a teenage girl coming to terms with her sexuality. The experiments with ever-so-subtly seductive, pretty clothing, the thrill of the stolen first kiss, the innocence of the embrace, the sweet surrender to the first lover. It has a taste fuller than the finer glass of wine. Lesley agreed. She had steadily more aroused by the sight of the pretty, pampered girls on the show. I think she even brought up the idea. Why not capture a runway who looked like one of them for a pet? I could handle the legal aspects of the capture and Lesley could do the necessary cosmetic surgery to turn our new possession into the toy of our dreams? You have to understand Kelly that Lesley and I are very sophisticated when it comes to sex. We have certain tastes that aren't exactly mainstream. Because we are both very successful, we have come to look at the world in a different way. There are those who take and those who give. Well, instead of waiting for something to be offered, we take it. This goes for our tastes in lovemaking."Glen noticed a burning glow in the man's eyes that scared him, scared him more than anything else had so far."You wouldn't understand this, but people who have power like to use it. The exercise of power over those who don't have it is an intoxicating experience never lose a taste for. Power to correct, power to train and tame, power to bend another to your will--""Yessss!" Dr. Mason's hands were plunged deep in her pockets as her husband continued his dark discourse.He smiled at his wife. "Well, it is a drug. You get hooked. Unfortunately, my wife is just as strong willed as I am. Stalemate. So we used whores-- a poor substitute at best. You never get the sense of true submission. Thus, Lesley's idea. I loved it. Between the two of us, we had the capability to pull it off. But the more Lesley thought about it, the less enthusiastic she was about her own idea. I asked her why but she refused to say.Then it hit me. She was worried. You see, Lesley is as jealous as any spouse. As am I. She was concerned about the inevitable course of such a plan. What if I became too involved with the runaway? If I came to actually grow affectionate? So I suggested the perfect compromise-- a boy turned into a girl. We would leave the male genitals, but the rest would be completely transformed into a pretty girl. That way we could have our cake and eat it too, so to speak. We would have our teenage temptress to train and play with, and temptation would be avoided because I'd never, ever leave my Lesley to run off with a boy. Not that I would ever leave my darling wife, but this solution made her feel better and satisfied both our appetites."He stroked his long, strong chin in smugness for the brilliant solution they had concocted. He looked at Glen with wide, questioning eyes, but Glen remained silent."Since you had to be a nosy little fool, you have no one to blame except yourself." She smiled disdainfully, her white teeth bared."You were kind enough to bring your file regarding Brenda, which I've destroyed." Mr. Mason pulled a cigarette from a small silver case and lit it with an obsidian lighter. He took a long, slow drag on the black Dunhill and continued. "And you're well aware of your tragic demise. So all the loose ends are tied up, are they not?"Glen continued to clutch his breasts. "You'll punish me if I tell you what I really think of all this," he answered, his soprano voice wavering with fear.Mason flicked an ash in an ashtray and shook his head. His deep-set eyes were amused. "Go ahead, Kelly. tell us what you REALLY think." His wife's hard. cold eyes were on him too, interested in what he had to say. "My name isn't Kelly. It's Glen Simmons."The wife looked at her husband. The two laughed. "Your name is Kelly Mason," Mr. Mason advised patiently. "Here is your birth certificate." He handed a square piece of paper to Kelly, who took it quickly so as to keep his breasts covered.He scanned it. It said that he was indeed Kelly Mason, that his parents were listed as unknown, that he had been born sixteen years ago. It was notarized with the appropriate date, the signatures legitimate, the document completely legal."And this." Mason passed another piece of paper to him. It was notification that Kelly had been adopted by the Masons two months ago-- about the time of his "accident.""And this." Another piece of paper. This one a death certificate for Glen Simmons, dated and stamped by the proper authorities. It was signed by Dr. Lesley Mason, the reporting physician.Glen looked up, tears forming. It couldn't be! It was impossible to make someone go away and to create someone else in their place! It couldn't be done-- could it? "I can find witnesses..."But Mason cut him off. "You can? We did someone investigating and WE couldn't find family, friends, girlfriend, anyone who might miss you. Are you telling me there's someone we missed? Save your breath-- we didn't miss anything.""No one will suspect anything out of the ordinary, Blue Eyes." Dr. Mason shook her head emphatically. "No one.""But I'm a man! I have a cock!" Glen shrieked in frustration. The soprano betrayed him and the couple chuckled lightly at the incongruity of the statement and the dulcet tone in which it was expressed. "Not really. You'll find your chastity belt quite snug, missy. It isn't coming off any time soon. As for being a man, well--- I JUST DON'T THINK SO!" Mr. Mason boomed in scorn.Glen looked around craftily and smiled. "Fine. You can't watch me all the time. I'll get out of here and then--"Dr. Mason nodded in agreement. "Naturally you'll be out of here. I've kept you here for observation, for your own good. But it is time you were allowed to live in the house with the rest of us. You have a wonderful bedroom all set up for you. Any high school girl would love it.""And I'll get out of the house then--"Mr. Mason looked at him dumbfounded. "Of course you will, young lady! If you think you're going to laze around the house all day, you're plain wrong! You will be getting out of the house-- and going to high school."Glen was confused. "Fine, then when I get to the high school, I'll...I'll..." His lips opened and slowly closed. His blue eyes widened. "You'll what, Kelly? What will you do?" Mason puffed on his cigarette. "You'll do nothing, because if you do, you'll be sent home, diagnosed with mental problems. And if you run away, you'll be brought back here by the police. And even if you do get far enough away, what then? How far do you think a pretty blonde, blue-eyed sixteen year old runaway girl would get on the highway or city streets? Hummm?"Glen clutched his breasts closer."So you can put those thoughts out of your pretty empty little head. Thinking too much is bad-- very bad. It's a habit you'll lose soon enough. Your mother knows how to help you forget those pesky thoughts with some special medicine you'll be on for a while. Pretty soon you'll be the pretty vapid teen you know you are-- and you can concentrate on what's really important-- like boys and clothes and boys and makeup and boys--""And lingerie and boys and jewelry and boys and so on," Dr. Mason rattled off. Then she leered. "Not that boys are EVERYTHING mind you. There are women too."Glen's hands had bunched into small, angry fists against his heaving bosom. "How can you make me do that? You can't--- you can't make me into a girl if I was born a male! There's no way! You just want an act and I'm not going to pretend to like any of this so you two can get off!" He was furious and confused, but he knew this was right-- he wasn't gay and he couldn't pretend to get into this kinky stuff no matter how much they hurt him. He went on with more confidence. "Oh, yeah, you can MAKE me do things, you can FORCE me to do things, but you'll know it isn't REAL!!!!"He had hoped the outburst would shatter the perfect surface of their arrogance, their utter calmness and the everyday-way they were talking about remaking Glen Simmons, High School Guidance Counselor into Kelly Mason, sixteen year old girl. He would have to make them see it just wouldn't work-- but now they were laughing at him, laughing deeply and richly, as if he couldn't be more wrong about anything.The redheaded bitch caressed his arm. "Poor Kelly! Never heard of mellaril? Why would you?" she reminded herself. It's what's responsible for those plump boobs of yours. But you're right-- that's just a physical change, gives you feminine characteristics externally. The real magic is going on inside your metabolism right now. Another benefit of having you as part of our little family is that I get to make up for an error in judgment." Her husband tried to dispel criticism, but Lesley overruled him with a wagging finger. "Please Rick, don't. I made a mistake with Brenda. I'll admit that. But with Kelly, I can make up for it." She turned back to Glen."For the last two months, every since your untimely "accident," your system has been saturated with estradiol. It's a high performance female sex hormone. Brenda was induced with the same treatment. She was given the exact amount of sex hormones a normal girl her age would have. Because of the wonder of biochemistry, I've implanted you, like I did with Brenda, with a device that will convert your testosterone into estradiol. However, instead of giving you the natural level of hormones as we did with Brenda, you'll produce sex hormones at a rate fifty percent higher than the level found in natural-born teenage females."Rick Mason hooked his finger in his belt, grinning wolfishly. "You see, even though Brenda's system carries the hormones, since they are only average level, she hasn't been as, shall we say, stimulated as we'd like her to be. When we decided we wanted her to have the characteristics of a young teenage girl, we forgot that along with curiosity about sex, there would also be fear and confusion. Brenda's too prim and proper for our tastes.""Yes, and once the metabolism has been set, you can't screw around with the biochemical mix," Lesley the doctor elaborated. "Brenda behaves just like a normal fourteen year old girl would-- curious but scared, coy and immature. Not what we want when it comes time for frolics in the Play Room. But with the amount of Estradiol you've been given, we're sure you'll be able to help us train Brenda the way we want her to behave for us."He didn't like the sound of this. "Estradiol? What will it do to me?" he asked feebly. He dreaded that he might guess the answer if not the specifics.Mr. Mason put out his cigarette, letting his wife answer. He was so deliberate in all his actions, thought Glen. As if he knew every objection I could raise before I said a thing.The doctor's tongue slipped in and out of her mouth as she explained, as if savoring word after delicious word. "It will make you terribly insecure, very vain, extremely flighty. Your attention span will be very short and you'll become bored with anything that requires too much thinking. You'll be overly preoccupied with your appearance at all times. You'll be led by your emotions, a spoiled brat one minute, a darling angel the next. You'll find yourself unable to make decisions for yourself and you'll be drawn to strength, since you'll be so naturally dependent and submissive. In other words, you'll exhibit every stereotypical female trait exaggerated by fifty percent. And the estradiol will have one more dramatic affect.""What? Please tell me!" begged Glen. She licked her lips before answering. "You'll be a very, very horny young lady. Come on, Rick, let's take Kelly to her new room."Glen was shown to the bedroom by his new 'parents.' He gloomily looked around. It was decorated entirely in pink-- pink plush carpeting; a big pink double bed, with two fluffy pillows and a smiling oversized teddy bear; a pink vanity replete with lipsticks, mascaras, perfumes, foundations, brushes, styling pins and rollers; a pink painted bookshelf filled with brand new paperbacks, all of them romance novels; a pink skirted nightstand with a stack of magazines like Cosmopolitan, Teen Beat, Soap Opera Digest, and a number of catalogs from Talbot's, Laura Ashely, Victoria's Secret and more; a pink Princess phone; a pink plastic boom box with a pre-selected music library of Madonna, Janet Jackson, Whitney Houston, and Wilson Philips CDs; a pink lamp in the shape of a ballerina; and a single window adorned with pink curtains. On the wall were two posters. One was full of flowers and flowing feminine script. It repeated a trite poem about setting love free and it would come back to you. Another was a full-length poster of Fabio, the romance novel cover model and teen heartthrob. The requisite Barbie doll rested on a bookcase shelf watching over all with her empty and pleasing smile. A Minnie Mouse clock clicked away the minutes and hours on the wall."You'll be very happy here, Kelly." Mr. Mason's -- Daddy's-- hand was on his bare ass and he hated it."And you'll finally be allowed to wear clothes. Isn't that exciting? Why don't you play dress up by yourself and get used to your new home, Kelly. Your father and I will be down in the Play Room with Brenda." She rubbed her palm against her thigh. "She's been a very naughty girl and needs to be punished." The door was shut, leaving him alone.He was relieved. Privacy. It was the first time he had enjoyed privacy in two months. And clothes! He never realized how much you could miss clothes! He opened the dresser. Naturally-- girls' underwear. Bras, panties, thigh high stockings and nighties. He opened the next drawer. Tops-- but all in bright or pastel colors. He opened the bottom drawer-- shorts, exercise outfits and bathing suits. None of it in the least boy-like. He turned and opened the closet. Inside hung a number of short-skirted dresses, frocks and miniskirts. There was even a little black cocktail dress. "Is that when I get invited to school dances?" he thought disgustedly. On the floor were a number of shoes-- many being three inch heels of varying fashion colors. In addition, there were a pair of open-toed sandals and a pair of pink Reebok running shoes.He looked out the window, down at the wide luxuriant green lawn and the hedges that bounded the huge estate. They couldn't make him put these clothes on. And yet he wanted to cover his body. Reluctantly he returned to the dresser. He pulled out a light blue cotton bra and slipped it on. It gently lifted and separated his 32B breasts, offering some girlish cleavage above the flowery trimming that decorated the demi-cup. He hated the pleasant way it made him feel. He had to resist. But as he stepped into the matching Calvin Klein blue thong panties, he couldn't help the wave of delight he felt as the snug garment crept between and up his legs. He had to remember he was a male, a twenty-year-old male, not some dopey sixteen-year-old kid. But his resistance crumbled as he slipped on the white cotton half-blouse that bared his trim, flat tummy, feeling the tightness over his breasts as he buttoned up. He picked out the only pair of jeans in the closet, determined not to wear a skirt, no matter what.But as he held up the pair of No Excuses jeans, he realized why the calves had zippers. The designer jeans were so tight, he had to unzip the calves, then get on his back and try to jam himself into the legs. He managed to get them half in and stood up carefully. He bounced up and down as he forced his already small butt into the even tighter jeans. At last he was able to get them in and triumphantly zipped the zipper. With the air of a natural gesture, his hands found their familiar perch on his hips. The mirror showed a sassy, hot to trot sixteen year old with pouty lips and smoldering blue eyes. But that wasn't the reality, Glen reminded himself frantically. Fishing though the shoes, he slipped on the pink running shoes."Very pretty, Blue Eyes." It was the Masons. They were back. But they weren't alone. Mr. Mason yanked a leash and Brenda came tumbling to the floor behind him. "See your new big sister, missy?"Brenda looked up, eyes swollen with tears. The leash was attached to a pair of handcuffs and allowed Mr. Mason to drag the boy-girl behind him. The fourteen year old wore only a pair of white bikini panties and a training bra. The back of his thighs were red as if from being hit with a flat object repeatedly. "Brenda has been a naughty little girl, Kelly. It seems your sister isn't as interested as she should be in her housekeeping duties. Naughty girl!" Mason screamed at the girl. Brenda groveled on the floor before the two adults. "Please! No more! Please! I won't do it again!" She pressed her cheek against Lesley Mason's high-heeled shoe pathetically.Mrs. Mason rubbed her shoe across the boy-girls cheek and Brenda obediently began to lick it. "This is what happens with only children," she spoke to her husband. "They get spoiled like Brenda. You know, I think having a big sister like Kelly around will do wonders for teaching Brenda how to act like a proper young lady."Mr. Mason concurred. "Kelly, you may do whatever girls do when they are alone. Your mother and I need to continue with Brenda's discipline-- in our bedroom."Brenda looked up. Kelly noticed the boy-girl shaking as he struggled to his feet. The door was shut and Glen was left only to wonder about the many shocking shouts and cries he heard from the bedroom in the following hours.***Rick Mason heard the door shut first. "The girls are home, Darling. It's Homework Time."Lesley Mason looked up. She had been reading a medical journal article, which she carefully bookmarked and closed. Languidly she rose to follow her husband, who was already downstairs ordering the girls to come to the Play Room.She walked in to find them standing, heads down, for their next instruction. The Play Room was her idea. As a creator and shaper by training, she had put much of her imagination in its design. The immediate impression was dungeon-like. She preferred the dark, Gothic stony look, with the fireplace for her and her husband's love games. It put everyone involved in the proper frame of mind. Two sets of manacles hung from the ceiling, which were easily controlled by a simple winch. A stockade and sawhorse sat ready for use on the side of the dark, barely-lit room. Whips, crops, and canes of all sizes and thickness waited on wall brackets for hard hands to wield them. A cage waited for an insolent prisoner in the other corner. Lesley's favorite prop was a device they had bought commercially-- a kind of saddle-seat mount from which protruded a detachable dildo. Oh she loved that toy!Rick lit the fireplace and brought it to a roar with the bellows. "Strip down, sluts. You first Brenda."The little brunette looked down and though shivering with fright, kicked off her heels. Unsteadily, he pulled off his ribbed pink tank top, exposing his cotton bra. At fourteen and a half, Brenda had just been allowed to graduate from a training bra to the real thing, even though his breasts hadn't grown, nor would they ever grow any bigger. Gingerly he unzipped his denim miniskirt. Wriggling out of it, he waited in only his pink cotton softcup bra with its thin straps and the matching pink cotton bikini panties."Now Kelly."With a saucy smile, the sixteen and a half year old kicked off his red high heels and pulled off his midriff t-shirt. It was tight and read "Boy Toy" on the front and back. Underneath, his healthy pert bust was supported by a red lace half-bra, which he thrust out proudly. Kelly loved his breasts, the way the boys and male teachers at school looked at them, the way he could make them jiggle to get attention. Sinuously, he pulled down her neon green spandex bike shorts to reveal the red lace thong panty. It had been a gift from Daddy for being such a good girl in helping to slut-train his little sister Brenda. He loved them-- they made him feel like such a pampered princess!Months ago, Kelly had hated to wear the revealing, provocative clothing he wore now. He had made up his mind to resist the temptations of the feminine trap he was in. He was a male, a twenty-year-old man. Panties and bras couldn't change that and he wouldn't accept them as natural. But slowly his feelings changed. Not that he liked what had happened to him-- he missed the freedom being a man had given him. Everything feminine was such a prison-- tight clothes, high heels, mandatory make-up, everything. And the dull hot throb that emanated from the chastity belt reminded him constantly that he had born a male. It was so frustrating never to be able to scratch the itch below, the itch that was a curse because the things that his adoptive parents did to him always kept it burning. But his attitude had changed. It wasn't the result of the punishments he earned from time to time. It wasn't the training either. It was from inside. It was the creep in his spine that rose when he realized he was becoming very good at dressing up, the silent scream from knowing he blushed when Daddy complimented him, the anguish that raged impotently when he began to pick and choose from his growing lingerie collection and get turned on, even against his will.And then his escape plans began to dissolve in gauzy daydreams. His instincts told him if he could talk to the right people, have them check his fingerprints or dental records, then... But a day would pass and these thoughts would be lost. And in trying to rediscover them, he found that thinking was just too hard, too exhausting, too frustrating. Instead of taking firm shapes, his thoughts grew fuzzy and vague, like strands of cotton candy that dissolved at the merest touch. He gave up thoughts of escape in favor of less complicated, simpler things like his romance novels and soap operas, what to wear and what color to paint his nails.Then school had started. It was strange being a student in the same school he had once been a faculty member of. Not that he any longer remembered the skills or education he had once had. Today Kelly was no more able to be a guidance counselor than he was a rocket scientist! Luckily, he wasn't encumbered with college prep courses. Like Brenda, his parents had enrolled him in general overview courses that wouldn't tax his mental abilities. The only courses he had to worry about grades in were Home Economics and Gym class. Home Ec was important because he was responsible for household cooking and cleaning, with Brenda as his helper. Gym was important because it kept him in shape, though aerobics at home were also expected. School itself was a nervous blur for Brenda. The young boy-girl was jumpy and still unable to handle the attention his ripening feminine body and teasing clothes attracted from boys. But for Kelly, being a pretty high school sophomore was wonderful. In the clothes he wore now and the nubile body he sported, he did indeed resemble the Kelly Taylor character from the Beverly Hills 90210 series. Sweet, tarty thoughts crossed his mind as he swung his hips in the tiny red miniskirt for the boys behind him. He began to find power over boys in the smallest ways-- by bending over to reveal some pink cleavage, to toy with a stray bra strap, to giggle cutely at their silly jokes, to intently listen, eyeing them dreamily as they spoke to him. He wasn't permitted a boyfriend by his parents. Kelly was reserved for their use alone. Whenever he was asked out on a date, Kelly had learned to answer that there was a boyfriend who was in the Marines, so, gosh no it wouldn't be possible for Kelly to cheat on him, would it? But if Kelly wasn't already involved, and if the mysterious Marine ever dumped Kelly, could she take a rain check and call the boy up? This strategy of assuaging each boy's ego kept them from thinking the pretty blonde was "stuck up." He was allowed to flirt, though, and flirt he did, with the boys he was beginning to think of more and more as cute and handsome. Instead of paying attention to the teacher, Kelly would silently choose a boy in a classroom and begin to tease him, allowing the lucky boy quick peeks of the bright polyester or lace panties he wore as he slowly crossed his legs under the desk. Such behavior earned him the reputation of a slut, which he both resented and accepted. Kelly was Kelly-- he couldn't help what he had been turned into.Daddy sat in the big armchair as Mother took over the Home Work lesson. She had stripped down to her lingerie-- a black lace bra, black panties and high heels. Her pale skin and her red hair made her a most striking woman. "Well, my pretties, let's begin your lesson today where we left off last night. Brenda, down on your knees. Now Kelly, you too-- but face your little sister."The two boy-girls waited, eyes still downcast. Kelly generally didn't mind these sessions, except the painful parts of course, but Brenda did not. He was still too much of a prudish little girl for. It was one of the reasons he had to help slut-train Brenda for their parents. Kelly was the perfect slut, Daddy said. "Now, Kelly, lean forward and kiss Brenda. Show her how to French kiss. Go on-- get to it!" Mother had chosen a riding crop from the arsenal of disciplinary implements and waved it threateningly.Everyday after school there was a predetermined Homework Lesson. Instruction was always held in the Play Room by Daddy and Mother. Sometimes others came to watch too, men and women who drank wine and watched. Monday's Homework Lessons always started with French kissing and foreplay. Tuesday was for breast and nipple play, Wednesday was dedicated to striptease practice, Thursday oral and body worship, and Friday was for sextoy lessons, and the weekend was whatever Daddy and Mother decided. Fridays made Kelly nervous. Mother and Daddy had such a varied dildo collection and some hurt so much. But today was French kissing and Kelly liked French kissing a lot. Kelly obeyed Mother's instruction, letting his tongue sink deep into the fourteen-year-old's soft mouth. He rolled it around, exploring it even as Brenda's own tongue shyly retreated before its onslaught.SWAT! "Brenda! Show Big Sister you love her back! Go on! This is how you learn!"Brenda obeyed, and the two were soon in a passionate lesbian tongue lock. Lesley looked up. Rick had pulled off his shirt and was unzipping his pants. She watched the boy-girls as they hungrily sought each other's mouths for a good twenty minutes. Then she ordered them to stop.Pettishly Kelly withdrew his tongue from Brenda's mouth. The younger teen's small mouth closed in an instant."Now Kelly I want you to instruct Brenda how to make out with a boy. Pretend you're a boy on a date with Brenda. Brenda, you're a little slut for your man, so don't resist, Kelly, as the boy, you know that Brenda is easy, so you can take second base. Got it?"Kelly licked his lips and nodded. "Go on, then."Kelly wrapped his arms around Brenda and the brassiered chests of the two sissified boys touched electrically. "Bren, honey, stick your titties out-- boys like that! Isn't that right Mother?"Lesley patted his long blonde hair. "You're slut reading is going well, I can tell." Kelly's full lips were curled into a tight, smug smile. At first, he hadn't liked his slut reading. Mother had made such an embarrassing deal over it--marking the articles in Cosmo and New Woman for him to read. They were all sex advice articles on how to make your man feel good in bed, ways to flirt and dress provocatively. He hadn't paid much attention and found them disgusting. But after a few "pop quizzes" and some smarting spankings, Kelly got the hint. He began to devour the articles. Then came the subscription to Playgirl that now came regularly in her name. He was allowed to read it by himself, but Mother's questions made it clear he was expected to absorb the contents of every issue completely, condom ads included. He now kept the stack of dog-eared Playgirls by his nightstand. Recently, Daddy had taken Kelly on lap and had him read letters from Penthouse aloud for he and Mother, especially the letters from female writers. It always got Daddy in a very, very good mood when Kelly did this well. "Go on, Kelly.," Mother snapped. "Brenda, follow your sister's advice-- she' s only trying to help you be a better slut."Brenda stuck his tiny chest out. Kelly's small hands unwrapped themselves and cupped the small offering, squeezing the nipples. "Moan whenever I touch you Brenda-- that way a boy knows you like what he's doing!" Kelly had read this in a number of times in the Advice Column in Playgirl.Brenda began to moan softly as Kelly unhooked the juvenile bra. Closing his eyes, he began to buck against his Big Sis as Kelly took hold of the flesh buds. "Is that right Kelly? Last time you said boys like this."Kelly gave him a full kiss on the lips. "Yes, Little Sister, that's good, very good."Lesley grinned at Rick. "Our daughters are a couple of lezzies, dear. What do you think?"Rick stood up abruptly. "Get the bitches on their fours," he ordered.Kelly and Brenda paused. Kelly put on a counterfeit smile. "Oh, do me Daddy! Please, pretty please!?! Do me-- you said I'm your favorite slut!" He hunched down on his elbows and offered his panty-thonged backside up for anal rape. But Daddy crooked his finger at Brenda. "Come here you little slut and get me wet."Kelly turned around. "Please Daddy! Last time you really hurt her! Please- I like it and she doesn't! Do me!" But all he got was a vicious slap from Lesley."I'll do you pretty baby-- don't worry. Your hole will get filled. Now get back down on your fours facing Brenda.""Brenda, you're going to be Daddy's little cocksucker, aren't you? You little bitch-- you know how much you love the taste of my cum! And if you so much as let your braces scratch my cock-- even a little-- you'll get a beating you won't forget!" With that warning, Rick jammed his cock down the fourteen year old's throat, cruelly filling the tight orifice. Using his ponytail as a ripcord, he pulled the young teen up and down to ensure equal devotion to the entire length of his shaft. Finally he pulled the ponytail down, freeing Brenda's mouth with a pop. The red-faced teen looked up in terror."Please Daddy! It hurts! It hurts so much!" As he begged, he clutched her breasts, crossing his legs desperately.Without answering, he took the ponytail again and yanked his face down to the floor. "Stick your ass up in the air like a good girl or I'll whip it off of you!"A whimper, then the pink bikini'ed butt was pulled up and raised for Mason's cruel usage. Kelly looked at his slave sister in submission , waiting for his own use. Behind him, he felt Mother's hands commanding his own hips to raise. Then the nails scraping around the red lace thong, yanking it down. Then the cold tip of the thick plastic strap-on phallus against his anal rosebud. No lubricant, no gentleness, just a mighty heave and Kelly was filled with the missile. He looked at his poor little sister. Brenda had dissolved into tears as Daddy rammed the helpless rag doll of a boy-girl from behind. He could see the eyes open wide in fear and agony then close as he pulled back, then repeated their opening."Let the lezzies love one another, Lesley!" Daddy commanded. Kelly could feel his hips being reamed and driven forward toward Brenda, his companion in rape. Their faces were forced forward, nose-to-nose."Go on-- make out, girlies! Make kissy face for us! Kelly, tell your little sister how to be a good piece of ass for Daddy!" Daddy ordered. Kelly nudged his tongue in Brenda's mouth. Brenda limply responded when Daddy landed a hard slap on his bare thigh. "Bren, Daddy likes it when you buck your hips back in rhythm to his. Go on, do it!"The fourteen year old looked at his slave sister in misery. "Kel, it hurts so much! It hurts me soooo much!""Just do it, Brenda! Sluts like us buck our hips to our lovers' rhythm. Come on, I know you can do it!"And Brenda gasped, and obeyed. Slowly he was picking up the rhythm of his adoptive father's rape and responding to it. Daddy grunted in approval. He pushed Brenda forward again, satisfied. Even as the two were being brutally taken from behind, they made soft lesbian kissing love, older boy-sister to younger boy-sister, teens in gentle heat. Kelly knew Daddy had shot his hot jism into Brenda as he gasped for breath and surged forward. Mother always took longer. Kelly threw his hips into overdrive, rocking back and forth like a pro. Mother responded by stepping up her thrusts till she had overtaken Kelly. Then like a rider breaking in a mount, she slowly finished off, pulling out of an exhausted Kelly."Clean me off girlie," Mother ordered. Kelly scrambled to his knees and took the gooey long black plastic cock, deep-throating it. He wrapped her lips tightly against the side. Dildos and strap-ons had to be cleaned flawlessly and there had been many lessons in doing it. Kelly was good-- a natural cocksucker, Daddy called him, but Brenda was still learning."Owww! Stupid little slut!" Kelly looked over. Brenda had been put to the same task as he had, but his little sister had made some mistake. Mother yanked Kelly's blonde mane like a leash to his own cocksucking duties."Damn bitch! You got my hair caught in your braces! Arghhh!" Daddy backhanded Brenda, wrenching his metal mouth free from his cock. He looked up, quivering."I'm sorry Daddy!" he yelped, but it was too late. He hauled the fourteen-year-old up by his hands and locked his wrists in the manacles. Slowly he raised the winch up, lifting the teen onto his tiptoes. With relish, he picked out a paddle, testing it against his palm."I'll teach you to be so careless, Brenda!" He swung the paddle back and landed it squarely on his cupcake asscheeks. Brenda screamed but the soundproofed walls retained the music of his agony within the room. Again and again the paddle fell.Kelly could feel his mistress'es interest switch to the helpless boy-girl's punishment. He continued to lap the plastic dildo clean, hoping to avoid displeasing Mother the way Brenda had displeased Daddy. His chin was cupped. Mother unbuckled the strap-on."I want to watch Brenda get what's coming to her. Come with me-- on your fours, bitch!" Mother walked to the armchair Daddy had been sitting in earlier. Kelly followed her, a kitten following its mistress. She sat down, spreading her legs. With easy finesse, she hooked her thumb in the band of her black panty and pulled the dainty thing off. Beneath, her bright-red haired cleft was wet and sparkling."Pleasure me, Blue Eyes. Pleasure me well. Or you'll get what Brenda is getting." She spread her thighs wide open and reclined with a dry smile. Kelly carefully nuzzled his face to the older woman's sex and began to lick the furry edgings of Mrs. Mason's pussy. He had been trained how to do this and knew precisely where and how long to lick. As Brenda whined for mercy from Daddy, he reminded himself that he must teach Brenda how to be a cuntlapper. It would be an important slut skill for his lil sis to know! Mother stroked his hair now almost appreciatively and he renewed his oral worship, happy to keep the woman happy. After a good thirty minutes, throughout which she filled Kelly's mouth twice with her stickiness, Dr. Lesley Mason pushed the pretty blonde away. She looked for something on the floor, found it and picked it up with toes. It was her discarded black lace panties."Clean the crotch. A sweet treat for a good little bitch!" She patted Kelly on the head and the blonde dutifully spread the panty crotch face up and began to give it long, loving licks-- tasting with each his adoptive mother's love juice. Brenda's manacles had been lowered so that he now crouched on his knees in front of Rick Mason. He was crying hysterically, promising to be a good slut for Daddy. "Please don't hit me any more!" he screeched.Daddy looked down at the teen boy-girl. "See what a good girl Kelly is, Brenda? Why can't you be more like her? She how she likes being a sexy bimbo slut now? Remember how at first she didn't?""Yes, Daddy! Please don't hurt me anymore!" he pleaded manically.He slapped her and continued. "Quiet, wench. Now listen. Kelly is going to be giving you more and more slut lessons and I expect you to pay close attention-- UNDERSTAND?"He nodded dumbly."Good. Now I want you to kiss your Daddy's balls-- AND DON'T YOU DARE SCRATCH THEM WITH YOUR BRACES!"Brenda bent his head and began the humiliating task, happy just not to be further punished. He offered loving adoration to each of his Daddy's sweaty, hairy balls as he held Brenda's black ponytail as a rein. "That's my sexy little girlie! Inside those balls I'm making cum just for my Brenda-girl to drink! Wouldn't you like a nice sticky mouthful of Daddy's cum?"Brenda nodded, his tongue too busy to answer. His cock was rising again and Daddy rubbed it against the teen's pale face. Suddenly, he drew the ponytail back and aimed the cock at Brenda's bare chest. In a second, Brenda's two small bubbles were covered with a sheet of the spunk. "Is Kelly done cleaning your panties, Lesley? I have a chore for her."Mother snapped her fingers and Kelly looked up. "Your Daddy has a job for you." Rick Mason pointed at Brenda's small cum coated titties. "Clean your sister's little hooters off, girlie. Milk them good."Kelly nodded sweetly. He wasn't about to get Daddy mad at her by sassing. Besides cum wasn't so bad tasting. He lowered his lips to Brenda's nipple and began to tongue off the salty snack. As he did, Brenda began to moan in his bondage, pushing his boobs lewdly forward, greedy for more sisterly attention. The parents watched as the older teen boy-girl made love to the other's small feminine mounds. "Sweet pets, aren't they Rick?" his wife asked. Her husband nodded. "And they thought they were boys. Why they're the cutest little teenage bimbos I've ever seen. Brenda-- so innocent! And Kelly-- so horny!"That night they were told that they would be rewarded for doing such a good job on their "homework" by being allowed to sleep with each other. It was a wonderful treat, thought Kelly as he watched his younger sister get ready for bed. The brunette had come to find Kelly his best friend, so much smarter and more sophisticated. Why, Kelly got to wear the prettiest lace panties and bras, which he wore on those big breasts of his! If he had to be a girl and have an older sister, he was glad it was Kelly! And he just loved cuddling with his pretty older sis too. "Kelly," he asked, "what do you want your Lil Sis in?" He knew he was teasing, but couldn't help it. Kelly had given him a "you know better than that" look. "Don't be such a bitch, Bren! You know how sexy you look in your red panties. And don't forget your bra! You know Daddy and Mother want your breasts to get as much shape and lift as they can. They're so small and dainty they need to be in a bra as much as they can. You can't keep not wearing your bra to bed-- they'll find out and punish you!"He pouted and agreed, slipping on at least a cute pink colored bra for his sissy sister-lover. Then slipping on his sister's preferred red thong panties, he presented himself. "Like me?"Kelly smiled at his sis. He had come to love the younger boy-girl and tried to protect him as much as he had been able. It was so hard when Kelly also had to help teach him all the degrading things their adoptive parents required of them. At least tonight they could find peace in each other's arms. And his little lover looked just so hot in his cotton undies!"I just can't wait to start!" he answered impishly. Hand in hand, they minced bare foot into Kelly's room. Inside they found Daddy and Mother waiting. Daddy held a video recorder."Are you both ready?" Mother demanded.Kelly nodded his head. "I'm not wearing anything under my robe. If that's ok"Daddy put the camera down. "Put on something very sexy for your sister. Something she's not old enough to wear but you are. Put on one of the things I bought you for Valentine's Day. That should emphasize the age difference."Dully, Kelly opened his dresser. He pulled out a black lace garter belt, black lace thong panties and a black lace push-up bra. He held them up for approval. Daddy had bought them for Kelly not longer after the Estradiol had really begun to kick in-- when Kelly had turned from the sullen, withdrawn prisoner into the hot-blooded young sexpot. After that Daddy and Mother had given him lots of pretty things to wear for them. "Perfect. Put them on. Black heels too," he was instructed.As he donned the lingerie, he heard Mother speak into the microphone. "Lesbian Lessons For Little Sister, testing."Brenda was told to get under the covers. "Hug the teddy bear and pretend you're dreaming of a boyfriend," he was told by Daddy. Brenda did as he was told as the camera began to capture the moment.Mother snapped her fingers and Kelly quickly pranced in the heels to her side. "We're going to turn your make-out into a movie for our friends. You two are going to be movie stars."Kelly smiled. He knew he was supposed to smile so he did, but he didn't feel it inside. He felt dirty and excited at the same time."Now you're going to surprise little Brenda there in bed. Use your imagination and show us what a slut you are for her." Mother was so excited."Yes, do Kelly-- or I'll take you over my knee for sure. Understand?" Daddy threatened from behind the video camera. He nodded with a bright bimbo smile . "Oh, yes Daddy! I'll try to do a super job!" The camera whirred on. Kelly crept up to the bedside and gently took the teddy bear from the sleeping boy-girl. Brenda looked up and he held his finger to his sensuous lips. "SSSSHHH or our parents will hear!" he whispered. "Do you think I'm pretty?"Brenda smiled wide and nodded. "Can I get into bed with you?" he asked and again Brenda nodded.Kelly snuggled in the bed and threw off the covers. "Like my pretty undies, Bren?" he purred.Brenda nodded. "Do you like mine?" He thrust out her little boobed-filled bra. Clearly the filming didn't matter to him. He wanted to be with his older slave sister regardless.Kelly played with the bra's little shoulder strap. "Cute! What's your bra size, Brenda?""Just a 32AAA, Kelly. But I'm only fourteen and a half. Maybe they'll grow out. What size are yours?"Kelly was getting into his role now. "32B. Say, do you know what a lesbian is Bren?"Brenda shook his head. "No Kelly."Kelly stroked his sister's breasts through the soft cotton cup. "It's when a girl wants to be with another girl, like the way she might be with a boy."Brenda blushed. "I've never been with a boy, Kelly. Just Daddy."The blonde was now stroking his little sister's thigh. "Want to be my girlfriend, Brenda?"Brenda coyly smiled. "Will you teach me how Kelly?"Kelly answered by pulled down Brenda's bra straps then leaning forward to unhook it. Then he leaned forward to snuggle his own black laced tits against his young sister's bare nipples. Like magic the nipples snapped to attention under the older boy-girl's ministrations."You're hot for me, Bren-- see your boobies?" Then he unhooked his own bra and the two began a chest-to-chest dry hump that lasted for what seemed hours. "See how much I love you little sister? Your little titties? Your pretty mouth? I love you Brenda Mason! If I could, I'd keep you as mine, all mine!" And with that, Daddy and Mother rose, the camera off."Good job girlies. Now Brenda, off to your bed little one. Kelly, lights out. Tomorrow is a school day." Mother and Daddy left the two to their respective slumber.And as Kelly nodded off to sleep, he dreamed he was a beautiful butterfly kept in a jar by a man and a woman. Would they ever let him out of the jar? As he dreamed, tears like rain made his pillow wet. In the morning he would forget, but for know he knew he was the pretty butterfly in a jar that would never be anything other than pretty, weak and possessed. The tears were shed for a long time before he finally drifted to a nocturnal peace.THE END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 7

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Helen St. Claire was a stubborn woman who always did what she wanted. Since her husband, Earl, died, fifteen years ago, she was resolute in the fact that she didn’t need help from anyone. Even at the tender age of 85, Helen still drove herself to the diner, everyday, to gossip with the members of her 'bridge' club. Secretly, the only reason they stopped at the small, out-of-the-way diner was because the owner was a friend had she met on the cruise last year. During the swingers tour for seniors Helen and her friends Jane and Susan had met many interesting people, but by far Edna, the elderly black owner of their new favorite diner was destined to become another member of The Pack, as they called themselves. The fact that The Cruiser Diner was located on the edge of town added to its allure. The fact that Edna’s great nephew was as large as all four members of The Pack, added together, was another. But they all knew that they would have driven 500 miles to get to the diner; and it wouldn’t have mattered if Rufus was only 4’10.' The real reason they came to The Cruiser was because Edna only hired young men as servers and cooks.'Can’t have a diner if you don’t have sausages hanging around,' Edna once explained. At first glance, it would seem as if the totally nondescript Cruiser was simply a coffee shop, catering to elderly women; and that was the way Helen and the other elderly patrons wanted it. It was a member’s only type of establishment, even if it wasn’t stated anywhere; it was the female equivalent of a Masons Lodge/Shoney’s. There were no flashy neon lights, no bikers hanging out front, and the only hooker that ever came there was so sweet to the old women, Edna, feeling motherly (and overly generous after a good cum and a little high), agreed to hide the girl and gave her the apartment upstairs for free for as long as the girl agreed to work in the diner. A mistake that was rectified when she was caught stealing from the till in the register that same week. Edna personally showed her what a 'pimp-hand' really looked like before she called the slut’s owner. Since then, The Cruiser was off limits to the professionals. It was the kind of place little kids avoided because they would get their cheeks pinched. Adults tended to pass it by simply because they knew that this was a place for grandmothers and probably smelled of Ben-Gay.Helen loved The Cruiser; it allowed her to be the woman she had learned to be on the cruise. She really had no idea what the trip actually entailed, only that the two sisters, Jane and Susan always came back glowing. Taken because 78 yr old Jane had a free 'lovers' guest ticket, the trip had changed her life. Jane and 82 yr old Susan did not explain what the trip truly was until they were on the plane to Australia. While on the cruise ship back to Costa Rica, Helen had learned to love younger men. More importantly, she had learned to love loving younger men. Before Earl died, Helen promised him she would never to have sex with another man again, and she would never lie to Earl, even unto death. But she was a fan of oral. A fact that Earl had never gotten to know as Helen had hidden this secret fetish after the first time she had tried to go down on him, over 62 yrs ago when she was only 23 yrs old. The shock and shame on his face scared her so much; she vowed never to show her secret sexual fantasy again. However, now that Earl was dead, she didn’t really consider 'head,' as the young men working at The Cruiser called it, sex. She defined sex as the act of procreation. If she was not penetrated by a penis, it didn’t count. In other words, Helen loved to suck dick. She loved the taste. She loved to make it squirt. Most importantly though, she loved the way a hard cock felt on her gums after she took her dentures out. It tickled and yet it massaged her dental ridge when she sucked dick. And then to be rewarded with a warm load of cum... She loved coming to The Cruiser everyday, especially around noon, when the restaurant 'closed' so that Edna could 'eat in peace.' It was the signal that everything was clear and the fun could begin.And by the look in Rufus’ eyes as he walked by their table noon had just arrived and he wanted to be in her sweet mouth first today. He grabbed a shriveled breast of the 85lb woman and shoving his tongue in her mouth was merely a signal to Jane and Susan to close the blinds in the window the four friends were sitting in front of.Janet, the more dimwitted of the grey haired sisters, was the first to state the obvious, 'I think he needs to cum badly, don’t you Helen. I think he wants you to suck him off.''Are you going to do it?' Susan asked with a gleam in her eye as she already knew the answer. In truth, her eyes were glassy thinking of the new cashier Edna had hired. Everyone knew that Edna only hired after a stringent 'examination' process, they had to eat the elderly black woman’s pussy until she squirted. Seeing as how Edna had just turned 63 and like many older women, was a little dry down there, this really was a very stringent examination indeed. For some reason, the shorter, mid-20’s man with glasses was getting her horny today, maybe because he was new, she thought.'Course she gonna to do it,' Rufus answered coming back to the table after locking the door and spinning the open sign to closed, 'You white women love this long black peter.'With this he stepped to the table and unbuttoned the waistband on the size 48 pants he wore. Dropping them to the ground, he stood naked from the waist down; save that he still had his cooking apron on and it obscured the sight, but not the presence of Rufus’ swelling member. None of this shocked the other 12 elderly restaurateurs, some white, some black, and the aged little Conchita, the Latin 'free hole' In fact the entire restaurant was horny in whatever way they could be. Conchita looked as if she was simply waiting for the festivities to begin. She grabbed a waiter carrying dishes back to the kitchen as he was walking past. The boy never had a chance. At 55, Conchita was the youngest woman present, but that only meant that arthritis hadn’t set in too badly yet; she proceeded to strip the boy as he struggled to set down the tray. After a few seconds and when his pants found themselves at his ankles and his underwear following, he gave up and the tray was left to crash to the floor. 'And this one is gonna get mouth raped,' Rufus added.Edna, unconcerned with her nephews nudity and as quick as always but not really hearing the conversation until the word rape was said, was standing in a flash in front of her nephew glaring laser bolts, 'What you say nigga? You gonna rape...here. Not only you got free pussy here, but you getting paid for it too. Who you gonna rape when I tear your ass up ...boy?''Edna, I think you need to drink less coffee and to go over and get a piece of that tall geeky looking guy in the corner. He looks like his prick hangs down to his knees,' Helen quickly added before the great aunt killed her great big great nephew, 'Besides, you can’t rape the willing.' This last said as she eased the overheated Edna off to the side.Blubbering, while surrounded by the beginnings of sexual activity all around him, overweight Rufus simply stood still, terrified of the anger in his great aunts eyes. Even his burgeoning erection had subsided. But Helen simply grabbed the still significant piece of sex meat and squeezed slightly. Edna for her part saw that Rufus had meant no real harm and gave him a warning look, but allowed herself to be directed to 'Pistol Pete,' before one of the other matrons in the place found that, while white, Pete was packing a sausage to rival all others in the room. Susan seeing the fight was over and knowing that Edna kept all the 'good stuff' to herself followed the much younger black woman as she went to see if Pete really was King Ding-A-Ling. Jane moved to take on the cashier, she was thinking of earlier. Seeing the danger was over and that the older white woman was squeezing his returning hard- on, Rufus snapped out of his stupor.'Can’t rape the willing, huh,' he said as he looked into the blue-haired, great-grandmothers eyes, 'We’ll see, now take those teeth out''Its all yours, tiger,' the ever horny Helen replied and removed her false plates and set them on a napkin on the table. 'Abd wath my eerth thith time athwipe.'Rufus merely looked at his aged fellatrix and replied politely, 'Yes ma’am.' In his head though, he knew this old woman would swallow his 10' dick, even if he had to rip her 'eerth' off to do it. With that he pushed her back into a seat at the table.'Open wiiiide,' he lilted.Instead, Helen merely kissed the head of the big, black piece of fuckmeat before her. She knew that Rufus was going to impale her throat and she wanted to get as much of his musky smell in her nose as possible, not to make what was coming, but because she loved the smell.Rufus though had other plans. Today, Helen would get a surprise.He grabbed the blue wig atop Helen’s head and pulled hard. His whopper went right in and Helen, not ready for the thrust, gagged immediately. But Rufus pulled out to let her breathe. Mission accomplished, he thought with glee, now we can take it easy. Don’t want to kill the old broad, ‘specially not with my dick.'You, you... thit, you,' Helen said in mock humor, she hadn’t gagged on a cock in years. 'I thee you want to be rough today, huh. Well I can be rough too.'With that, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and bit the oversized prick with moderate pressure and took it slowly back into her throat. When she had a nose full of pubic hair, she increased the pressure she had never let off of and pulled back till she was again kissing the head. She opened her eyes and swirled the swollen head with her tongue. Then, Helen slowly chewed it with her toothless mouth. 'Oh, yeah,' Rufus groaned and slammed back into her throat.This time, Helen was ready for the invasion and with his dick lodged halfway to her stomach, hummed lowly, 'Hmmmmmmmmmmmm, Hmmmmmmmmmmm.''Fuck,' Rufus growled and pulled out again.'Can’t do that,' he explained with a smile to the upturned frowning face of the mature woman sucking his cock. 'I’ll cum too soon. Hey look at Aunt Edna and Miss Susan.'Helen turned and saw that Edna was on her knees on the bar separating the kitchen and the dining area, with ‘Pistol Pete’ and the pendulum pecker partially lodged in her large, wrinkled, brown ass. If you looked just right you could just see Susan laying on her back under Edna, but facing the wrong way, and she was too far down to do Edna any good. It looked as if she was trying to lick the 7' that remained of his 14' cock protruding from the ass he was fucking. The Cruiser smelled of sex. Everywhere one looked were mature women in various forms of union with a young man. Rufus was the oldest man there, and he was only 35 the other 6 varied in age from 27 down to 18. The sounds accompanying the smell were staggering. 'Aye, aye, aye, aye papi.' Conchita screamed while being impaled on Rashaad’s 7' boner.'Deeper you little fuck,' overweight Brenda complained, 'I don’t feel that tongue yet. Hey Edna, this fuck can’t eat no pussy.''Bullshit,' Edna groaned between Pete’s powerful thrusts, 'He got a snake tongue. If she don’t make your face shine, Chris, you make the Cum Soup for the rest of the week.'The preppy white boy, fearing a week of sore dick, renewed his administrations to the plump black pussy he had his face in.'Mmmmmmm,' Brenda moaned, ' that’s better.''Cum thoup,' Helen said looking up at Rufus, 'I want a bowl after lunch ith over.'Rufus, realizing his dick was drying, grabbed both of the older woman’s ears and slid his dick back into her mouth. Back in that warm wet hole, with the white woman chewing on his black baby maker, Rufus began to thrust in and out of Helen’s receptacle. After a few thrusts, Helen pulled herself off the giant member.'Let go of my eerth,' She ordered and when Rufus complied she returned to her task of making him cum.In and out, in and out, she breathed in when he pulled out and out when he thrust in; it was all she could do as Rufus’ penis scraped over her gums. Rufus was in heaven, with his eyes rolled back. Helen, on the other hand, simply loved the fact that this young black man found her throat an acceptable place to stick his cock. She was fulfilling her fetish and vowed to return to The Cruiser, day after day.The first sounds of orgasm bought all heads to the center of the room.Mabel, the room’s only redhead, was on her back enjoying the attention of not only Yvonne and Mary, but also of Niho, the only Asian to work at the restaurant. His 4' prick could not have made her cum so no one was surprised to find him buried face first in a forest of fiery pussy. Mary was working the dildo she kept in her bag into Mabel’s flaming snatch; while Yvonne worked her finger in and out of Mabel’s puckered shitter.Uh, uh, uh, uh ohhhhhhhhhh SHIT!" Mabel lowed, 'Ohhhhhhh, yeah, yeah, yeah,' she panted. With that she started bucking, Yvonne, rightfully fearing a broken finger, pulled out of the orgasming elder. Niho immediately became drenched in the redheads cunt juices. He licked and swallowed like Edna had taught him to.The man plugging Edna from behind was the next to groan and grunt as he began to cum. He thrust really hard one last time then pulled out of the black woman’s back entrance and aimed his erupting pecker straight down onto Susan’s waiting face. Thick ropy jizm shot to land on Susan’s wrinkled face and into her baby-blue eyes. She gasped like the semi-liquid stung but never pushed him away. Soon her face was covered in the white stuff, and she began to clean off the shit stained dick with her mouth.'Woooooooo,' Conchita screeched, 'Aye, tu cocho, I’m cumming'So did the young black man, Rashaad, that was buried in her pulsating pussy. He threw his head back and sweat flew as his cock throbbed and Conchita was filled with his hot babyjuice.Edna came down from the counter and went behind it to get some rags to clean up the restaurant’s various surfaces. On the way, though, she tripped on Jane and the young man in the glasses laying down in the floor in the '69' position. Alvin was Edna’s best pussy eater and Jane had obviously found this out as she put both elbows on the counter and climbed back to her feet.A string of cum linked her chin to her left nostril, where the rope disappeared. Her face was flushed and her hair disarrayed, but the glow on her face, as well as the stupid grin she wore told everyone she had enjoyed herself.All of a sudden, Rufus began to thrust rapidly into Helen’s toothless maw. He was obviously going to cum and Helen aided him by raising her tongue to rasp the underside of the dong in her mouth. With a low growl, he grabbed the back of her head and her chin, tilted back and thrust as deeply as he could go. Helen’s nose was flattened against Rufus’s pubic bone. His balls actually slapped her neck and she reached up to fondle the brown orbs. She knew he liked for his nuts to be played with as he came off. And she wasn’t wrong, torrents of cum quickly flooded her stomach, bypassing her gums and tongue all together. It wasn’t even necessary for her to swallow she just had to remember not to breathe or jizz would come out of her nose.Finally as the room calmed down, and Rufus pulled out of Helen’s hungry mouth to go and get her Cum Soup, the only sound besides 8 old women lighting Salem’s and Virginia Slims with shaking hands, was the sound of Brenda, stuck with Chris, the preppy.'Edna,' Brenda complained, 'He’s not doin’ nothin' for me.'Conchita, wanting to see her friend cum too, immediately went behind the boy and with no preparation shoved two fingers in the boy’s ass.'Lick her right, asshole,' Conchita warned, 'or this asshole will never hold a turd in again.'The other men in the room, recognizing that Conchita meant business, ignored the boy’s pain-filled grunts and tried again to bring Brenda over the edge. After a few minutes, Conchita inserted another two fingers and repeated her ultimatum. Sweat began to bead on the boy’s back and finally Brenda started hump back at the boy’s face, but after a few more minutes she still had not cum. He had been eating her out for the past half-hour and still she had not cum. Chris knew he was in trouble, his tongue ached, his back was sore from being on his knees face first in Brenda’s gaping bush, and his ass was ON FIRE with Conchita's fingers plugging him.Finally Conchita could take no more and slipped her whole hand into his ass. The boy arched his back and screamed into Brenda’s pussy. For some strange reason, even unknown to Brenda, she finally came. It wasn’t an earthmover; it wasn’t even a body trembler, but she did arch her back and pant for a few seconds. Chris, however, was by now crying into her snatch, salty tears mixed with quim. Conchita pulled out of the boy’s now ruined sphincter with a thick 'POP!' and he ran to the bathroom, holding his ass cheeks together to keep from shitting on the floor of the diner, it would just be one more chore for him to clean up, and he knew he had a busy week ahead.When it was clear the boy was not coming from the restroom, Helen went in and after a few minutes of her talented mouth, Chris was 'ready' to face the world again. Or so he thought.As he entered the dining area, he was surprised to see that everyone had a soup bowl sitting before them... empty soup bowls. Helen had a wry grin on her face knowing that, because the biggest load only recently went down her always hungry throat, Chris would have a very 'hard' time indeed filling all of those bowls with his tasty Cum Soup. But she would certainly watch him try.END

loris.txt

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I have to travel some for training in my job. My wife, Lori, decided to join me and take a few days off work. It was June; she decided to make the most of it by lying out by the pool. Lori is 32, blonde, green eyes, 5'3", 115lbs, 34b-25-34. She has a fantastic body and has a tattoo on her ankle and one on her lower back. We arrived at the hotel late on a Sunday afternoon. The next day, I took the car to the training session in the city. The day promised to be warm and sunny and Lori decided to lie out at the pool. She put on her new string bikini I got her from Victoria's-Secret. Lori brought a radio, cigarettes and drink.Since it was the first day of class, the instructor allowed early dismissal. I drove into the hotel parking lot. As I pulled through the parking lot, I passed by the pool. I could see Lori in a lounge chair. I also noticed a man leaning on the fence talking to her. He was tall, dark headed and I guess decent looking. I pulled into the parking space and walked into the room to take off my coat and put up my folders. I put on some swim trunks and made my way to the pool. When I got there, the man had gone and Lori was alone. I gave her a kiss and we chatted. She jumped in the pool and I joined her. We swam around a little and she asked how my day had gone. I told her it went well and I said that it looked like she was not lonely. Lori looked at me with questioning eyes.I told her I had seen the man she was talking to. She said Oh, him. He was down here from Texas to visit his kids that live with his ex-wife. His name was Jon and had stopped by after visiting with his ex wife and the children. He was staying at the hotel. I asked her how she knew so much about him" She said that he stayed and chatted for quite a while. I asked if she thought he was good looking" Before she could answer, A mother with several kids walked in the pool area. We ended the conversation there.I did not bring it up again. I left for training the next day. When I returned from class that afternoon, Lori had just come in from the pool and was in the shower. When she got out, she asked about my day and I asked about hers. She said that the pool people had to clean the pool, but kept it open for her to still lie out. I asked if her friend dropped by. She said, "Yes, twice."I said, "I guess he liked the view." She asked, "Does Jon dropping by bothered you?" "No I do not mind if other men look at you or find you sexy. Maybe tomorrow, you should wear your thong bikini." I had gotten her the thong to wear in the tanning bed. She said, "It shows way too much of me." "What's the problem?" I asked, adding, "Your very sexy and have a fine body."She said, "He may very well get an eye full, if I'm not careful." One thing led to another and we ended up having sex. As we made love, she asked, "Are you turned on when other men look at me?" I told her it did, very much so. "Ever thought about me with another man?" she asked, with a demure look in her eye. "Maybe," I replied."Like those stories you read on the internet or in Penthouse letters?" Gasping ion surprise, I asked, "How did you know?" "I was cleaning up and found them in a box. Why, do you find that so sexy?" "You have such a sexy body, and I would enjoy watching you have sex with someone else, kind of like a personal porno. Since you had been married before and also had several lovers before me, I am not hung up on your chastity." As we continued to make love, she asked, "Are you imagining Jon fucking me?""Yes!" I said, emphatically. "It's quite a turn on for me." "Pretend Jon is fucking you, act out what it would be like with him," I said. as I fucked her. She really began to get into it. She moaned and begged me to go down on her. I stopped fucking her began to eat her. Lori was totally turned on orgasming hard. I mounted her and fucked her hard before I finally came in her. We collapsed onto the bed and Lori lit a cigarette; and asked, "Does that fulfill your fantasy?" "It was fine," I told her. "I really want you to consider acting out the fantasy for real." Gasping with surprise, Lori asked, "Are you serious?!" "Yes, I am," I told her. "What are the specifics of this folly of yours?""I want to watch.""I doubt Jon will go for that.""We have the small video camera in the car trunk. We could hide it in the room." "Could I go down on him and, him on me?""A must."Then she brought up the big question. She reminded me, she was not on any birth control. Before we had met, I had been snipped so the idea of birth control in our relationship was not a big issue. "We should use condoms not only for birth control but for STD protection," Lori suggested."Be comfortable with whatever you choose.""What would the heroine of your most favorite story do?" Lori asked. "She went bareback." I said, matter-of-factly."Why bareback?""In the stories, the husbands would go down on their wives and lick them clean of their lover's cum." I had in the past gone down on Lori after I had cum. "Could you live with some other man's semen in me.""It's my ultimate fantasy." "What about the birth control issue?""I have never used it," Lori said. "Besides, I have been unable to conceive so far. My last period was two weeks ago. I should be safe for the rest of the week?" I asked, "Are you sure?" "Yes I am." She snuffed out her cigarette and spread her legs. "I want to see you clean me. Go down and do what you say other husbands do." I began to lick and clean up her pussy from my earlier deposit. She pulled me into her cunt and I licked and ate till she orgasmed again.The next day was Wednesday. As I got ready to leave for class, I asked, "Lori have you made up your mind yet?""Not yet," she replied, "The idea excites me. But I question the reality. I might change my mind."I won't.""I'll flirt with him today and see if he is interested."When I returned from class that afternoon Lori was waiting for me very excited.I was lying by the pool when Jon came by. I invited him in to have a seat near me. We talked and he even rubbed some suntan oil on my back and legs. I made sure my pussy sneaked out and that my top came loose. He told me he has a girlfriend back home. I think this will make him safe enough. I haven't decided whether to go bareback or not" she said, as though reading my thoughts. She reached out and began to stroke my cock through my pants. It sprang to attention. "Would you like me to stroke Jon this way?""No," I replied. She continued to stroke me and told me that she had been wondering what it would be like with Jon. "You have," I said. "Yes." She got up and took off her bath towel and exposed herself to me. She ran her hands along her breast. She asked, "Would you mind if Jon saw me this way?" At first, I said "No.""Did you notice my hard nipples?""Yes...""They are hard because I am thinking of Jon." Lori took my hand and placed it next to her hairless pussy. "Tomorrow Jon would probably have his hand there, do you I mind?""No," I felt that she was almost dripping wet. In the next few seconds we were hard at it. She had several orgasms. When we went out for dinner later, I stopped at a 7 11 and picked up a 3 pack of condoms and gave it to Lori. I hoped that this showed my commitment to what I wanted her to do.The next day, Lori got up and walked me to the car. "I decided to do it," she said. "This is your last chance to back out." "I want this very much," I replied. She kissed me goodbye and told me that I should call before I come back into the room. I agreed. "I'll be back by 3 or 3:30."Needless to say, I had a hard time concentrating on the lecture. I hardly ate any lunch, my stomach was in knots. My cock was raging hard as I drove to the motel. I pulled into the parking lot and gave her cell phone a call. She answered, out of breath."Do you have a present for me?" "Come up and find out," she teased. My heart was pounding as I slid the key into the room lock and opened the door. The lights were on and I walked past the bathroom. I saw Lori lying in the bed. She was smoking a cigarette. Her hair was a mess and only had a sheet over her."Has he been here?" "Why don't you check for yourself?" I walked over to the side of the bed, my throat closed up and my stomach turned over. I pulled the sheets back and dropped to my knees. "Spread," I demanded. She did and I could see her cream had run down the crack of her ass. I spread her labia to see a pool of a whitish liquid in the base of her opening. Lori said, "Go ahead, that is Jon's semen in your wife's pussy. You said that you not only wanted to have another man's cock inside your wife, but to let him put his cum... semen... sperm... baby batter, into her most private of places. Is it what you thought it would look like" Are you feeling what you wanted to feel, I did everything you asked of me, didn't I?" I stared down at my lovely wife's pussy, now violated by another man's seed. I lowered my mouth on to her opening and dipped my tongue into the pool. I began to lap up all I could get to, as I did Lori just laid there smoking her cigarette and guiding me with her free hand. The thought of my tongue being in the same place as Jon's cock had been was intoxicating, let alone actually eating his semen. Lori put her cigarette out and told me to lie on the bed. She straddled over my mouth and squeezed her pussy muscles and his seed, now the color of the white stuff in a raw egg slid out and into my mouth. As I devoured his seed, Lori began."After setting up the video camera I went out to the pool. Around 2pm, Jon came by and came and sat down with me. I began flirting again with him. He asked how long I had been out at the pool. I told him since 12:30. He said that I was probably thirsty and would I like a beer."I told him yes, but pool rules said no alcohol allowed. He suggested that I join him in his room for a quick beer. I said that would be nice, but I would feel more comfortable in our room. He asked what room was I in and he said he would meet me there with the beer.I told him room 312. I went back to the room and turned on the recorder. I went into my make up bag and took out the condoms. I thought for a minute and decided to risk an accident and give you what you really wanted. "Are you happy that I let him cum inside of me?" I nodded and continued to suck and lick all of his cum I could get out. Lori continued, "He knocked at the door and I let him in. I had not put on my wrap or even a pair of shorts. We sat down in the chairs and talked some. I told him that his girlfriend must be a very lucky girl to have such a handsome man. He told me that my husband was the lucky one. We chatted for a while, I finished my beer and walked on over to the bed and sat down on the end."I told Jon to come on over. He walked over and stood next to me. I looked up and began to undo his belt, then his zipper. His cock was already hard as I pulled it from his jeans. I asked him if this was ok with him. He said fine with him. I took a glance over at the camera and then I put his cock head into my mouth. It tasted fantastic. "I slowly worked my tongue around his head and down the shaft. I then began to move his cock in and out of my lips and to gently suck on it. As I did, Jon reached down and undid my bikini top, this exposed my breasts. My nipples were already hard and now they were aching for some attention. "Jon moved his hands and began to feel my breasts and spent some time on each nipple. Jon then had me stand up and he sat down. I helped him off with his shoes and his pants. I stood up and he grabbed both sides of my bikini bottoms and pulled the strings so it would fall off.Jon said that he liked a shaved pussy, it is better to eat one that way. He ran a finger along the outside of my opening, I swear I almost came then and there. Jon slipped in a finger into my soaked love box. Jon stood up and placed me on the bed. He went down on me and licked and sucked my pussy. He said that he had never tasted a pussy as fine as mine. Jon brought me to several orgasms.""Did you know a man could do that?" I shook my head no. Lori began to grind her pussy against my mouth as she spoke. My cock was screaming for release, she continued on with the story."Jon got up and picked my legs up at my knees. I knew this was the moment of truth. He scooted me down to him. He asked if I wanted him to wear a rubber. I told him no. He asked if I was on the pill. I told him yes and to go ahead. He crawled on top of me. I wrapped my legs around him and He took his hand and guided his cock into me. It went in so easy."My cunt was stretched as his head then his shaft entered me. Jon took me in slow strokes and then increased his pace. I dug my nails into his back as I reached another orgasm. Jon had me get on my hands and knees."He re-entered me and grabbed my hips and fucked me hard. I screamed out another loud orgasm. I collapsed. Jon put her ankles on his shoulders and took her deeply. He thrust into to me deep and hard, bringing me to another orgasm. Jon's thrusts became more difficult as he approached his orgasm. Finally, he moaned and grunted and I could feel his seed being shot deep into my hungry pussy. It was warm and it bathed me inside. "His cock kept shooting spurt after spurt into me, I did not think he would ever stop cumming. Baby, do you realize that in that position, his cock was aimed at my cervix" His seed was splashing and coating the opening to my womb?" My stomach again got tied in a knot, knowing that his baby batter was hard at work to find her elusive egg if possible.Lori continues, "After He came, we both collapsed on the bed for a few minutes. Just as we were untangling, the phone rang and it was you. Jon jumped up and threw on his clothes and left. I reached over and got a cigarette and you entered the room."Lori got off of me and lay on the bed. "You want more of this fantastic pussy" she asked.I nodded and mounted her. My cock slipped into to her loose pussy that was still slick with semen, I was unable to reach. I fucked her to a quick nut for me. We watched the tape, I got hard again. We fucked 4 times that night watching the tape. This was the perfect fantasy but for a quick scare. Lori was late on her next period. She finally had one, but we decided that to be safe, she needed to always use a condom with strangers.END

baptists.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/83/baptists.txt

-= Chapter 1 =-The Temple Street Baptist Church was a small Church in Mastersonville. Josh Henderson had been attending the Church for several years and knew almost everyone there. He had recently suffered a very difficult divorce after his wife left him for someone she met in the Internet. Now he was alone and while he gave a good appearance he was rather resentful toward the world and had become a cynic."Hi, Sally," Josh said as he walked into the Church."Hi, Josh," Sally responded. Sally had been going to Temple Street Baptist just about all of her 48 years of life. Sally, her husband, Jack and Josh and his wife had been good friends. They were all shocked at what she happened in Josh's marriage."What's going on?" Josh quizzed."Not much, I am looking for someone to go to a meeting with me. It is related to the board we are on and I hope you can go," Sally explained."When is it?" "It is two weeks from Monday and last two days. I know it is short noticed but can you go?" Sally almost begged. "Why can't Jack go?""Oh he is got to work," she explained."I think I would be able to take off those days," Josh said."I sure would appreciate it," Sally said.Josh picked Sally up at 6:00 am so they could make the 3 hour trip to Convention and attend the conference. Sally was prompt and they left on time.During the drive Sally and Josh talked about a lot of things. They were enjoying each other's company and having a good time. The conversation eventually moved to Josh's past marital problems with his ex-wife Jan."You Jan had some really strange ideas but we did have a lot of fun," Josh said."I always liked Jan. I could not believe all the stuff that happened.""Yeah, I should have known something would happen. I shouldn't tell you but she had a few quirks but I have to admit some of them were really fun," Josh explained."What do you mean?" Sally was now curious."Well, I don't know exactly how to say this. She had a few different kinds of ideas about what was fun in the, you know, bedroom should I say," Josh said."Oh, I see," Sally said feeling embarrassed over the direction that the conversation had gone. However, she was still curious."I don't want offend you," Josh said noticing Sally was uncomfortable."Oh you're not offending me. If you need to talk about it I understand," Sally said trying not to sound uncomfortable."Well, I missed a lot of things about Jan but I have to admit I miss the fun we had in the bedroom. She was quite a character and enjoyed, let's just say she enjoyed a little spanking every now and then," Josh said wondering what kind of reaction Sally would have. Josh had noticed that while Sally was little overweight she was pretty. She also had a nice ass and Josh had always been an ass man. He also felt that she was attracted to him in the manner in which she would linger as she hugged him now and then. "Oh wow, she enjoyed that," Sally said almost without thinking."Yeah, it really turned her on. I never really hurt her but I would spank her pretty good sometimes. It seemed she could not get enough of that sort of thing.""Really," Sally could not believe this conversation. She also could not believe the faint stirring this conversation was causing deep within her. Josh was an attractive man and Sally could not help but wonder how a spanking from him might feel. She had always felt a certain attraction to him but as a good wife she always kept this hidden. However, this conversation was awakening those feelings and while they scared her, they also excited her."I know I shouldn't tell you this, but I loved it. The feeling of power it gave me was a real turn on for me." Josh could believe he was having this conversation with Sally, a good conservative Baptist who was not his wife. "Jack and I have never done anything like that. Our bedroom life is pretty tame compared to what you are saying. Lately, Jack has not been very interested in sex. His business is rather stressful and I guess that takes it out of him.""Yeah, I bet there is a lot of stress in his work. Jan and I always had a pretty good sex life but I guess there was something major missing or else she would still be here. I do miss those spanking though." Josh could not help but noticed the blush in Sally's cheeks. He did not know if she was embarrassed or maybe a little turned on. He hoped it the later."I have felt a little ignored lately but I know the way Jack is," Sally said.Josh decided to push the issue a bit just to test the waters and said, "Well if you need a good spanking let me know." Josh quickly laughed but there was a twinkle in his eye that suggested he was also a bit serious.Sally blushed," Oh I will." She laughed a nervous laugh."I hope I am not upsetting you. I don't want to offend you or anything," Josh quickly added."Oh no you are not offending me. I just can't believe the conversation we are having. All about spanking and bedroom and stuff."Yeah you can really off to weird conversations. I hope you don't think I'm a pervert or anything. It's just that I like experimenting around a little, just having a bit of fun," Josh explained."Oh, I think I understand. I would like to experiment a little but Jack is so straight he thinks there is only one way to do," Sally sighed."Jan and I found lots of ways to do it and lots of different places to do it."Oh really, I wish Jack was like that. If he even knew you and I were having such a conversation he would be very upset.""Well don't worry I would never tell him that I had asked his wife if she needed a spanking," Josh said and laughed. It seemed Sally was not taking any offense to this kind of talk. Josh was pleased."I can't imagine how he would react to such a thing. Imagine, you giving me a spanking on the butt," Sally replied and had a deep blush in her cheeks as she said it."Don't worry what you and I talk about is between us. It will go no further. If you need a spanking that is between us, just call me the spanker."Sally laughed at this but they were now arriving at their motel.They arranged to have room fairly next to each other. Sally parked the car and Josh opened the trunk. As Sally bent over the get her suitcase Josh could not help but take a good look at her ass. It seems she took a little longer than usual to get the suitcase as she bent over almost into the trunk. Her ass was displayed for Josh to see. Josh also noticed Sally was again blushing some as she rose back up."You'd better watch it. I might decide to give you a little spanking," Josh said as he grabbed his suitcase. Sally knew he knew her little display was for him.Josh helped Sally get her suitcase in her room then went to his room. After freshening up a bit and relaxing they were to go to their first meeting. Josh was in for a long day and figured much of the afternoon would be rather boring lectures. However, he wondered if maybe that evening might present some interesting activities.As the day progressed Jack and Sally attended their meetings and some were better than others. They did not have much time to talk but sat together at the evening meal. It had been a long day and they were both ready to return to the motel to relax."Well, those lectures were okay I guess. I would think some of those organizing principals could help in making a better Church outreach program," Josh said as they driving back to the motel."Yes, I think they could be help and Dr. Lenore was a good speaker," Sally replied."Yes, he was excellent. What did you think about his remark relating to the discipline of children and whether or not spanking was a good thing to do," Josh said using Dr. Lenore's remark to get them back to the subject of spanking."Oh, I don't know if I agree with his ideas. I think spanking is something that can be helpful at times," Sally replied knowing Josh had specifically brought up this subject again. "Sometimes I think about the time my father spanked me and I think it did me some good.""Oh I bet you were a naughty little girl at times," Josh said."Yes, I often got into trouble doing naughty things. I can be a naughty little girl.""Are you being a naughty little girl right now Sally?" Josh asked."What do you mean?" Sally almost whispered."If you are being really naughty then you might need a spanking and I am just the guy who can do it," Josh said hoping he was not going too far."Oh my, I don't know." Sally could not believe the things she was feeling. This conversation was getting to her. She could feel her nipples pushing against her bra. She was alarmed that she could also feel wetness between her legs. Sally had not felt this way in years. It had been a long time since she had been able to totally let go but she was afraid of what might happen. "Ok, again I don't mean to upset you Sally. I hope you did get angry at me.""No, I am not angry. It is just the naughty things that we are talking about. Here we are at a Church meeting talking about such nasty things. It seems wrong to think about these things," Sally said expressing her mixed emotions about what was happening between her and Josh. Sally could not believe the turmoil brewing inside her. She knew all of this was very wrong but there was a sexual tension deep within her that had existed for a long time. Josh had somehow ignited it and it was demanding to be released."That is what I mean Sally. You are talking about nasty things and that is naughty. You would have to agree with me on that," Josh said now really getting into his mind game."Yes, I am talking about nasty kinds of things. I would never talk to Jack about such things.""Why you are being a dirty little girl Sally," Josh knew he was pushing some right buttons."Oh, I guess I am a dirty little girl. I feel kind of slutty talking to you about this.""Yes and I think when we get back to the motel you need a bit of punishment and I think a good spanking on your butt will be just the right thing," Josh pushed his agenda forward."Oh, I don't know. It would be wrong for me to let you spank my butt. It is even bad for me to be considering such a thing," she replied."But Sally, you are considering letting me spank you lovely ass," Josh said and lightly touched her shoulder."Yes, I guess I am," she said blushing bright red."You know you want to do this," Josh replied now pressing the issue even more. "Yes, I guess I do. It would really be nasty but maybe a good spanking is what I need since I have been such a bad girl.""Ok, it is settled. When we get to your room we will take care of it and take care of it good," Josh said as they pulled into the parking lot of the motel."Ok," Sally replied in a small voice."Get out of the car and come with me," Josh said as he got out of the car.They walked up the stairs to Sally's room."Open the door you nasty little girl," Josh said. Sally opened the door."I have to use the bathroom first," Sally said."Okay, don't put back on your pants. You won't need them," Josh commanded.Sally shuttered a bit and went into the bathroom. When she came out she had taken off her pants and walked toward Josh in her blouse that hung down. Josh could see some of her pink panties."Come over to the bed and lay down on your stomach." Josh was getting into this.Sally slowly lay on the bed so that her butt was exposed to Josh. She could not believe that she was actually going through such a thing with Josh. She knew he was looking at her panties and even though they covered her ass it was if she was naked.Josh walked over to the bed. "Now it is time for your punishment. Tell me what you did to deserve this.""I talked about some nasty things with you.""And?""I liked talking about those things. It made me feel good," Sally admitted and felt the effect all over her body."How did it make you feel?" Josh asked."It made my body feel tingly and turned on," Sally said in almost a whimper."How did you know you were turned on? How did your body respond?""My breasts began to feel good.""How did your titties feel?" Josh said changing Sally's words to fit what he wanted her to say."My titties got warm and my nipples got hard," Sally said following Josh's lead.Josh reached up and whap. He slapped her on her butt cheek."Ahhhhhh!" Sally squealed not ready for his smack."What else did your body feel?" Josh continued."My vagina began to moisten.""Tell me about your pussy," Josh said changing the words again."My vagina." "It is a pussy," Josh interrupted and corrected."My pussy got wet," she said."Is it wet now?""Yes, it is very wet."Whap! Whap! Josh gave her two good blows that were enough to begin to bring out a rose color in her butt cheeks."Ahhhhh," Sally responded."Are you a little slut girl Sally?" Josh asked."Yes," she replied."Yes, what," Josh corrected."I am a nasty girl and I need spanking," Sally said. Sally had never really felt this way. She was beginning to simply lose control of herself. The passion in her pussy was beyond any bounds that she had ever known. She had never in her life been this turned on. She did not care what happened as long as she could continue to feel the way she was feeling.Josh knew he was now in total control, at least for this evening but he guess he might be getting even more control in the future.Josh now went to work on her butt. He did not want to bruise her but wanted to give her enough pain to take control. After 5 minutes or so of steady slaps Sally buttocks were now ripe for the picking. They both had a very deep rosy glow to them. Sally made a little squeal each time she hit her ass."Okay Sally now stand up for me, you little slut," Josh ordered.Sally slow stood up and her hands automatically moved to rub her buttocks."Don't touch your ass," Josh commanded.Sally now stood in front of Josh with her eyes looking down at the floor."Take off your blouse."The only man that had seen Sally in her bra and panties for many years was her husband Jack. Now she was submitting to Josh and doing so in a totally humiliating manner. Sally could not believe what she was doing but could believe the sensations that this behavior was producing deep within her.Sally removed her blouse and stood before Josh in her bra and panties."You could lose a little weight Sally," Josh chuckled. "But not bad, not bad at all.""Take off your bra."Sally could not believe her actions as she reached behind her and undid the clasps allowing her bra to fall to the floor. She now stood before Josh with her breasts for all to see."Tell me you want me to see your titties.""Please look at my titties," Sally pleaded. In some respects she was now so full of a forbidden passion she was not fully in her right mind."Do you like me seeing your titties?""Oh yes I love you seeing my titties. I'm just a nasty girl who wants to do whatever you say." Sally could not believe these words were flowing like wine from her lips."My yes, you are a nasty girl but I like you anyway. Now take off those panties and let me see that pussy and tell me how much you like me seeing you."Sally removed her panties and said, "Oh Josh I love you seeing my naked wet pussy. It is so hot inside. I love the way it feels to stand here and let you look at my pussy and titties.""You know your pussy has too much hair around it. You need to shave it," Josh said."I'm sorry Josh," she answered.Josh reached over and grabbed a couple of Sally public hairs and gave a yank. "Ahhhhhh my God, that hurt," Sally screamed but did not move."See what happens when you have all that hair on your little pussy," Josh explained in a calm tone. "Turn around."As Sally turned around Josh could see her still rosy cheeks. He also noticed some hair in her ass crack just below her butt hole. He reached in and again yanked the hair out."Ohhhhhhhh," Sally screamed having been caught off guard."Too bad more hair," Josh said. "Bend over."Sally bent over given Josh an unobstructed view of her pussy and her asshole. Josh began to press against the bud of Sally's asshole."What are you doing?" Sally whimpered."You do not speak unless I tell you to," Josh quickly countered. With that he slipped his finger down in to her cunt lips."Damn you are wet girl. You are leaking cum juice." With his finger moist from Sally's lubrication he quickly punched his finger up into Sally's asshole."Ohhh my God," Sally moaned as she felt her most private orifices penetrated by Josh's finger. Sally had never had anyone do this to her but she could not help it. She did not only like it. She loved the feeling of his finger in her ass.Josh could not believe this situation. Here he was with Sally naked before him bent over so her ass was in the air and he, standing there with his finger in her asshole. Sally, the good deacon's wife, the president of her Sunday school class was acting like a slut. "You like my finger up your ass, Sally?""Oh it feels so good, I can't help it," Sally said almost in tears.Josh removed his finger and began rubbing Sally's pussy. It was obvious she liked the sensation."Mmmm," Sally moaned.Whack! Josh slapped her pussy lips."Owwwwwwh," Sally whimpered.Whack! Josh began to pat her pussy lips and her clit with short small slaps."Owwwh, Mmmmmm, Ohhhhhh," Sally did not seem to know what to feel when suddenly she began. "Ohhhhhhh Goddddd, it feels so good." With that Sally collapsed falling across the bed. She seems to be only partial conscious. Her orgasm had almost been too much for her.Sally was now lying with half of her on the bed and half over the side of the bed. This position left her ass and pussy as very available for anything. Josh began to rub her ass and let his finger trace down her ass crack giving her some time to recover.Sally had just had one of the most intense orgasms that she had ever known. It felt wonderful and as she lay there she could feel Josh's hand rubbing her butt.Josh decided now was a good time. Josh pulled out his dick and began to rub it all over Sally's wet pussy. "Do you like that Sally?" he asked."Yes, it feels good," she replied.Josh positioned himself over her and pressed his cock on her pussy. He slowly pushed it in and began to fuck her pussy."Oh Josh, you are fucking me," Sally whispered."Yes and your pussy feel so very good," he replied pumping in and out of her."Oh, yes, fuck me," she cried as another orgasm began to build"Mmmmm, Your pussy feel excellent but I want something a little tighter," Josh said.Josh pulled his dick out of her pussy. It was now wet with her cunt juices but it still took some effort to force it into Sally asshole. "What are you doing Josh?" Sally cried as she felt Josh pull his cock out of her pussy and began to rub it on her asshole."Oh," she whimpered as she felt his cock slowly penetrate her virgin ass.Sally's asshole was tight but lubricated with her pussy juices he slowly slipped it inside her to its full length. He then began to pump it in and out of her asshole. "Oh Josh, fuck my ass," Sally cried. She could not believe that she like the feeling of his cock in her ass. She had never done anything like this. But as part of her mind felt disgusted by what she was doing she felt an orgasm developing. As Josh continue pounding her ass the orgasm erupted and her body shuttered with ecstasy.It did not take long before Josh emptied his full load deep into Sally bowels.Sally felt his cock swell and shoot his sperm in her guts. She wanted all he had to give.As Josh emptied his load he was bent over her with his cock still in her ass. As his cock deflated it slowly slipped out. He could see some cum leaking out of her and he stood up."Wow, that was some ass fuck Sally," Josh said. Sally rolled over and lay on the bed. Her legs was somewhat spread giving him full view of her pussy and she watched as he put his dick back in his pants.Sally did not answer. This night had been too much for her. She moved herself up on the bed and before Josh had even left the room Sally fell into in a deep sleep.Josh studied her naked body on the bed and put a blanket over her as he left."I wonder how you will feel and react to me in the morning. Well, I guess we will see since we do have an early day," Josh said to an unconscious Sally as he left. Josh would have an excellent night's sleep.-= Chapter 2 =-The next morning Josh awakened feeling quite good. He was very curious as to how Sally would react to him after last night. Josh prepared himself for the day and phoned Sally to see if she was ready to go for their last day of meeting."Hi Sally, this is Josh. Are you about ready?" Josh said as if nothing were unusual."Ah, yes, yes, I will be ready in a few minutes," Sally said in a most anxious voice."Ok, how about I give you ten minutes and then come by your room?" Josh asked. "I will go ahead and load my stuff and then help you with yours.""Ok, I will be ready," Sally replied.Josh arrived at Sally's room and knocked on the door. After a few minutes Sally appeared with her suitcase and bag. Josh noticed that Sally was not looking him in the eyes but kept her gaze downward reminding him of a child that had done something wrong."I hope these meetings go quickly today," Josh said making conversation."Yeah, me to," Sally replied.As they got into the car Josh noticed Sally sat down rather softly. He decided to use this as a way of bringing up the events of the prior night."I hope I did not hurt your butt or leave any bruises," Josh said.Jill looked up at him with a rather shocked expression. It was as if she was trying to forget last night. "No, I am okay," she finally said."Ok, just wanted to make sure. I noticed you sat rather carefully when you got into the car," Josh said letting her know that he was watching her."No, I am okay. I just feel a bit tired today," Sally explained."Ok, after last night I can understand that," Josh answered with a smile.They did not say much on the way the church meeting. Then meetings lasted all morning and then a luncheon that ended the conference. Josh met Sally afterwards and they began their 3 hour drive home.It was quiet during the first hour then Sally suddenly said, "I can't believe what happen last night. I have never in the world done anything like that. The devil must have possessed me to do those things.""What happened last night is yours and my secret. It is safe with me," Josh promised."I just can't believe we did the things we did. I can't believe that you were the way you were. You were a beast," Sally said in an angry tone."Yeah, I guess at times every guy can be a real animal. This will probably not make you happy to hear but I loved it," Josh said and smiled."How can you say such a thing? You were a total animal and you took advantage of me," Sally shouted."Now wait a minute. There were two adult people there last night and I did not do anything with any kind of force. Everything that was done was accepted by you and by your reaction you loved every bit of it," Josh replied.Sally turned her head and looked out the window. It was obvious she did not want to take any responsibility for the events of the prior night. Her behavior and the feelings that were awakened in her were totally foreign to her. She could not tolerate that she chose to participate in what she would consider such foul and decadent behavior."Sally, I hope you don't hold things against me. I do want to be your friend but last night did happen. I will tell you that I am not in any way trying to get you to do anything else. That is up to you. However, I will say if you ever want to play again, I might be interested. Other than that I will never mention the situation again unless you do," Josh said and became silent.Sally did not reply but sat looking out the side window. Josh could tell she was crying but he chose to leave her alone. The remainder of the trip went without incident. Josh dropped Sally off at the Church where she had parked her car."Bye Sally, see you Sunday," Josh said as he prepared to drive off.Sally did not say anything but just looked at him. Josh drove off.The next few weeks Sally purposely avoided Josh. She had little to say to him and Josh did not push the issue. However, Sally did think about Josh. There was something that happened to her that night that she could not understand. She had never felt that way. She had never had such intense pleasure from her body but she could understand why it had to be the way it was. She wanted the Cinderella romantic type relationship of loving kindness. Not some perverted sex game that required her to be humiliated in order to have an orgasm. However, she did remember the pleasure and intensity of those multiple orgasms that were simply fantastic. She had nothing in her life with which she could compare. Her vagina and clitoris had been on fire and the bliss she experienced was almost other worldly. Yes, she finally had to admit how much enjoyed the experience. What was worse for Sally she also had to admit that she really wanted to do it again.A few times when Sally was alone at home she did something she never did, masturbate. However, at those times and the few times she and her husband made love, there was no comparison to what she had felt when Josh was sticking his finger up her ass. Sally even got a small carrot and stuck it up both her ass and her vagina but it just was not the anywhere close to the same. Sally realized it was the humiliation that was such a wondrous turn on for her. Sally was very disgusted with herself and prayed that she would have strength to resist the temptation. However, when the time comes Sally knew that she wanted Josh's depraved attention.It happened about a month later. She had practically no contact with Josh during that time. She would see him at a distance but they did not speak. However, after the next administrative meeting ended Sally walked out to car just as Josh was walking toward his car."Hi Sally," Josh said in an innocent tone."Hi Josh," Sally said. Josh noticed the quiver in her voice."Kind of cool tonight. I hope it does not turn cold," Josh said making conversation."Yes it is. I think it is supposed to get hot, no, I mean cold," Sally said with a slip of the tongue."Yeah, I wish it would get hot, real hot," Josh said following Sally's unconscious lead."No, that is not what I mean. I did not mean for things to get hot. I meant that the weather would turn cold," Sally stuttered."Yeah, I know exactly what you mean. But in this case you do have some control over which way the weather goes," Josh said with a smile."Josh leave me alone. You are just playing with me," Sally was becoming angry."No, I like to play with you but I will not do anything unless you bring it up. And you did bring it up just now.""No, I did not say anything about that.""About what Sally?" Josh quizzed."Leave me alone Josh. You are trying to trick me into saying I want you to do things to me.""What kind of things do you want me to do to you?""I don't want you to do anything to me. I want you to leave my body alone and never touch me," Sally whimpered."Ok, you do not have to saying anything else. I will never touch you again except maybe by accident. I will never consider the thought again. The case is closed. Is that what you want Sally?" Josh asked."Yes, I mean no, I don't know what I mean," Sally was near tears."Well I certainly don't know what you want either Sally. I am very confused and don't think this is good time for us to discuss this," Josh said as he opened his car door. "Bye Sally," Josh said and drove off.Sally was very upset. Part of her wanted to run after Josh and beg him to humiliate her. The other part of her wanted to just run away and confess her transgressions.It was three am that morning before Sally gave up. Sally's husband was working out of town leaving her alone. Sally had attempted to sleep and even rubbed herself but receive no satisfaction or relief. Very reluctantly Sally took the phone and dial Josh's number. The phone ranged several times."Hello," Josh said in a sleepy but alarmed tone since one always assumes late night phone calls are bad news."Josh, this is Sally. I need to talk to you," Sally almost whispered."Sally, do you know what time it is?" Josh said."Yes, I know it is very late but I have to talk to you," Sally said."What do you have to talk to me about?" Josh asked."I need you," Sally whimpered."You need me for what?" Josh was becoming interested in this late night call."I need you do to things to me," Sally gasped."Tell me what you want me to do Sally.""I want you to treat me bad like you did before.""Sally, if you want me to do things for you, then you have to tell me what you want in words that I can easily understand. Do you understand what I am saying?""Yes, Josh I want you to treat me like the slut I am. I want you to play with my titties and my pussy. I want you to spank my butt," Sally said almost crying."Ok, Sally, now I can understand you and I might be interested in helping you. Obviously, I can't tonight since I have to work tomorrow. So where is the old man tonight?""Jack had to work out of town. I am alone tonight," Sally answered."What are you wearing?""My nightgown.""Take it off little slut girl,""Ok," Sally took off her gown. "I am now naked.""Is your pussy wet?""Yes, it is real wet. I am touching myself and it feels good.""Stop it right now. You are not to touch yourself until I give you the proper punishment for what you are doing. Do you understand?" Josh ordered."Yes, I understand," Sally said suddenly feeling more turn on that she had since she last encountered Josh's ministrations."You are not to wear any panties until we see each other. When will Jack get back?""He will not be back until next week.""Ok, tomorrow is Friday and I do not have to work on Saturday. Let's meet at the hospital's back parking lot at 8:00 tomorrow night. At that time we will decide where we will go for your needed discipline. Do you understand Sally?" Josh inquired."Yes Josh," Sally answered."If you really understand tell me what kind of girl you are.""I am a dirty little slut girl that needs you to punish me. I want you to spank my butt and even spank my nasty wet pussy till I cum," Sally said. She was even now breathing rapid and felt her heart beat quicken as they talked. Sally could not believe what she was doing. This was against everything she believed but at this point she just did not care."Ok I will see you then. Remember what I told you, no panties and no touching yourself," Josh commanded."Yes Josh," Sally answered. Sally knew sleep would be difficult but now she knew she would feel the total satisfaction she most desperately needed.Josh hung up the phone.At 7:45 Sally was parked in the rear parking lot of the hospital. She sat low in the car so no one would notice her but she kept a keen eye looking for Josh. At 8:15 she began to worry but then she saw his car pull in the parking lot. Sally prepared herself.Josh pulled up next to her car and motioned for her to get into his car."Hi, my little slut girl," Josh said greeting her."Hi, Josh," Sally replied."That is not going to do Sally. If we are going to do this you have to be more talkative than that," Josh demanded.Sally knew exactly what Josh wanted."Josh, please let me be your slut. Please do whatever you want to do to my body. Please do things to my titties and my pussy so that I get what I need. I need you to punish me and make me cum like the dirty little bitch that I am," Sally said. One part of her mind screamed in disbelief of what was happening. Sally easily ignored this. Her passions were in control now and there was no going back. Sally would do whatever she had to do to find the relief she could only find by following Josh's ever instructions."Ok Sally, that is more like it," Josh said with approval.As they drove out of the parking lot Josh said, "Sally strip off all your clothes."Sally was not prepared for these instructions. "You mean right here in the car?""Yes, that is what I said. Do it now bitch," Josh sounded angry."Okay Josh." Sally removed her blouse showing her black lacy bra. She then removed her pants and Josh could see the sexy matching black panties. Sally paused at this point."Well, what the hell are you waiting for, take off the rest," Josh demanded.Sally slowly unclasped her bra and her ample breasts fell out of their cage. Sally's brown nipples were already swollen with anticipation of the upcoming night's event. Sally then removed her panties and sat slumped to avoid others seeing her nude body."Sit up straight," Josh said.Sally sat up straight hoping no one would pass by and see her.Josh drove to a wooded area not far from the hospital. It was an isolated area. Josh stopped the car and told Sally to get out. Josh handed Sally and small bag. "Put these clothes on," Josh instructed.Sally pulled out a plan white blouse, a very short skirt, a skimpy see through bra, and panties with a G-string. Sally gasped as she held these wondering what Josh had in mind. She was even more distress as she attempted to fasten the bra. It was very tight."Josh, I can't get this bra on, it is too small.""Shut up and put the bra on."Sally struggle and finally got the clasps on the bra fasten. It really pushed her breast up and it seems more of her breasts were showing than were covered by the bra. Sally soon found the panties were the same way. It seems it would have been less pornographic to have no panties at all compared to the way these panties fit. Sally just managed to button the blouse and again the tightness only served to emphasize Sally's breast and her nipples protruded magnified by the fact she was now very aroused."Don't button the top three buttons," Josh instructed.This left much of Sally's breast exposed. It was difficult for her to hide her erect nipples in this outfit. The dress was little better. It just barely covered her panties and much of her ass was revealed when she moved. The stockings and high heel shoes only added to the whore look that Josh demanded."Now you look dressed to party," Josh said as they got back into the car.Sally could not believe the thrill she was getting from looking like a total in complete whore. Josh droved for a few minutes and pulled into a small store just out of town. "I need a coke. What about you?" Josh asked."I don't want anything," Sally answered."Well come on in the store with me anyway," Josh said."I can't go in there looking like this. What if I see someone I know?""Oh I don't think you have to worry about that. Come on."Sally slowly got out of the car adjusting her short skirt as best she could to hide as much of her body as possible. She could see that she was not very successful.They walked into the store and there was only one sales girls sitting behind the counter. Sally noticed that the girl noticed her dress and was now staring at her. Josh took his time deciding on what to drink. This left Sally standing next to him and she noticed that the salesgirl was definitely looking her over."I think I will have a Diet Pepsi," Josh said. "Let's go." They walked up to the counter."Hi, how are you tonight?" Josh asked the sales girl."I'm doing fine," she replied looking directly at Sally."Tell me, do you like the way my girlfriend is dressed?" Josh questioned.Sally went red with embarrassment but there was more to the redness than that. She was really turned on by the fact she was standing there being critique by some young salesgirls. "Well she sure does not hide much. Does she?""Sally does not like to hide much. She likes others to see her. Don't you Sally?""Yes," Sally said."Is that all you have to say Sally?""I love to have people look at my body because I am a slutty kind of girl," Sally said."Wow, she is really far out. You are a real trip," the salesgirl said."Is there anything you would like Sally to do?" Josh asked."I am not really into other girls myself but I would like to see what is under that dress," the salesgirl said."Sally show the salesgirls that you nasty little panties."Sally pulled up the dress and revealed the tiny panties that mostly failed to hide her pussy lips and did not hide any of her ass cheeks. Sally was mortified but the more humiliated she felt the more turned on she was."Sally has a really nice ass. Her pussy is pretty tight too," Josh informed the salesgirl as he paid for his Pepsi. "Yes I can certainly see that," the salesgirl said. "Come on Sally we have to go," Josh said as they walked out of the store. Sally could still feel the salesgirl looking at her."Sally I think you liked that girl looking at you," Josh said."I did like it. My pussy is very wet and I wish you would let me rub it. I need to have a release. I am so turned on I can't stand it. My pussy is burning up," Sally said almost pleading for mercy."Ok we will have time for that but now you must get your punishment," Josh said as they got into the car."By the way Sally, have you ever eaten another girl's pussy?" Josh asked."Oh God no, I would never think of such a thing," she answered with disgust."Well a slut like you may have to try a little pussy eating one day," Josh replied.Sally remained silent doing her better to resist touching her pussy.They drove to Josh's apartment. Josh made Sally sit as much on the floor of the front seat of the car as she could to hide her from any curious neighbors. They pulled into his garage and he shut the garage door. "Ok, get out Sally," he ordered.Sally got out of the car no longer trying to hide the panties that were easily seen under her very short dress."Take off your dress," Josh commanded as Sally stood in front of him in the garage.Sally obediently took off her dress and stood there with her blouse hiding some of the tiny panties that failed to cover all the folds of her pussy."Pull your blouse up and tie it so it does not hang down."Sally tied her blouse and this allowed full view of her lower body slightly covered with the black panties."Tell me you love this because of who you are.""I love you looking at me because I am your dirty little whore. I want you to play with my pussy and then spank me," Sally said in a sexy childlike voice."Pull your titties out of your bra and let them hang out your blouse."Sally obeyed and stood there looking very much the slut that at this time she wanted to be."Sally you just love this don't you?""Yes I love to be your slut," Sally replied."Do a little dance for me."Sally began to move in motion to her own music. She was swaying back and forth allowing her hips to move backward and forward in a most obscene manner. She had a very contented smile on her lips.As Sally continued to sway Josh suddenly pulled out his digital camera and began to shoot. He had several very revealing pictures before Sally could react. "Stop it. Don't take any pictures of me looking like this," Sally said as she attempted to cover herself up. This was very difficult due to the small about of covering her present clothes provided. As she struggled to hide herself Josh continued taking pictures. In Sally's attempts to hide she fell on the concrete floor and this allow Josh to take several pictures that revealed Sally's most intimate treasures. He was able to get one shot of her spread eagle as she fell and panties did little to hide her pussy as it spread open when she tried to catch herself. Sally now sat huddled on the concrete floor with her legs pulled up still trying to hide from Josh. Josh's flash continued to indicate he was not finished taking pictures."Get your little ass up," Josh shouted.Sally did not respond."I said get your little ass up right now. You are not being a well behaved bitch."Sally just looked at up at him from the floor."Sally, I am the one in control now. Those first few pictures I took showed you in a very naughty state of dress. You also did not at all look like you were being forced to do anything. So if you think you are going to cry rape or something like that forget it. If you will look up in the ceiling looking right at you will notice a video camera that has captured everything that has happened since we pulled in the garage.""Oh Josh why did you do that. Please don't show anyone those pictures," Sally was feeling rather desperate now. She was known in her community as a very moral woman and this would totally ruin her reputation and probably end her marriage."I wonder what Reverend Johnson would think of these?" Josh said."Oh Josh you can't ever do that. I will do anything you say but don't ever show anyone those pictures," Sally pleaded."Ok then get up and dance some more so I can get a few good shots of you dancing.""Josh please don't take anymore pictures.""I guess you don't care where I show these pictures. You are still not doing what I am telling you to do so I guess I will have to email a few pictures to various people.""No Josh please. I will dance. I am getting up." With that Sally got up and brushed the tears off her cheeks and began swaying as Josh clicked off the pictures. Sally could not believe it but this added danger of being exposed as a slut only made her pussy wetter as her libido shot straight up. As she danced she began to shutter and as Josh took her picture. Even though Sally was not touching herself she became so turned on that she began to have a tremendous orgasm that shook her entire being. She began to hunch into the air and gasped for breath as the waves of pure pleasure flowed through. She was a total sensual delight as Josh took many pictures of her pleasure as the video also captured her rapture. Finally Sally's body could stand the intensity any longer and she collapsed on the concrete floor with a very contented smile on her face. Sally had passed out from her overwhelming passion.Sally awakened a couple hours later and could not understand where she was. The last thing she remembered was the intense pleasure as Josh took his pictures. Now she was blindfolded and could not tell where she was. Her hands were tied and pulled above her head. She could feel a rope under her going in her butt cheeks across her pussy. As she tried to stand she also found her legs were bound. As she tried to move she felt her pussy rub uncomfortably on the rope. Sally found herself more or less immobile because anyway that she tried to move made the rope push into her sensitive pussy lips in a most uncomfortable manner."Josh, where are you?" Sally cried. There was no answer. Sally's legs were beginning to feel cramped but when she moved to change position the rope slid against her pussy. As she shifted the rope rather roughly slid over her clit and Sally felt a painful reminder of her current situation.Sally sat or squatted or whatever as best she could for quite sometimes. Finally, she heard someone come into the room"Josh is that you?" she asked. There was no answer. However, Sally felt the rope between her legs tighten a bit as if it were being pulled."Ouch, that hurts. Stop it," she said. The only response Sally received was another pull on the rope."Ouch, please don't pull on the rope. It hurts." The tender skin around Sally pussy and asshole was beginning to burn as the rough rope rubbed against her most private areas. Still there was no reply to her pleadings.Sally suddenly felt a hand grab her left breast."What are you doing Josh?" Sally was now beginning to be alarmed. What if this was not Josh but someone else. "Josh please answer me." There was no answer. All Sally received was a pinch on her left nipple."Oh, my nipple is very sensitive," Sally said. She felt something cold press against her nipple. Sally could do little but allow whatever was happening to happen. She was totally at the mercy of this person she hoped was Josh. "Ouch," Sally said as she felt the metal clamp her nipple and squeezed it tightly. There was now something attached to her nipple. Sally now felt her right breast being examined and the same procedure applied to it. Sally could now feel her nipples hanging low with the additional weight of some type of clamp that was firmly attached to both nipples."Please don't hurt me," Sally said now becoming even more alarmed. As she tried to move the rope rubbing into her pussy reminded her there was little she could do. As she moved her upper body she could feel the additional weight of the clamps pulling her nipples down."What are doing?" Sally asked as she felt first her left nipple being pulled and then her right. "Owwww!" Sally cried as she felt both her breasts being pulled up by the clamps on her nipples. "Please stop. It hurts," Sally cried as she tried to sit up further to take the pressure off her very sensitive nipples. As she sat more upright she suddenly felt the rope under her tighten and now she was trapped between the pull of her nipples and pressure of the rope between her legs. Sally could see flashes of light and she guessed Josh was getting some great photos of her all tied up. But there was little Sally could do.It seemed like a long time before she felt her nipples being allowed to fall back down. Also the rope between her legs was loosened a bit. Sally's nipples were almost numb after being squeezed for so long. She felt a hand hold her breast and the vice like device was removed. As it was Sally felt the man begin to roughly rub her nipples and it suddenly sprung to life with a torrent of stinging pain."Owwwww, it hurts," Sally cried and now tears were flowing. Still the hand roughly rubbed her nipple. Finally, her nipple began to return to normal and the rough handling was not nearly as painful. As the person saw this he then moved to her other nipple. He removed the clamp and then began to vigorously pinch it. Again Sally screamed, "Owwwwww, that hurts bad!" The pain was intense and in the process Sally's bladder let go. None of this had any effect on the person as he continued to roughly rub her nipple back to life and a normal reaction. Finally, the nipple responded as he wanted and he stopped.Sally sat back being allowed more room to move. She was mortified that during this procedure she had peed all over her legs and was sitting kneeling in her own urine."Oh, please let me clean myself," Sally pleaded. Still no answer or response was given and Sally simply hung her head as she felt the wetness beneath and wondered what would happen next.Sally heard a spraying sound next."What is that?" she asked. There was no response.Suddenly Sally felt cold water spraying into her face and all over her body."Oh it is cold," Sally groaned loudly.This did not stop the spray. After what seem like a very long cold time the spray stopped. Sally wondered what was next but at least she was now clean from her pee. Sally's body shivered with a mixture of the cold water and her anxiety over what would happy next. Sally did not have to wait long.The ropes holding Sally's arms grew tight pulling her up. Sally's legs were now free and she was pulled upward to a standing position. "Owwww!" Sally cried as her leg muscles came alive after having been bent for so long.Sally's legs were now pulled apart. Sally, still not be able to see anything due to the blindfold, stood with her hand pulled high above her head and her legs pulled way apart by ropes tied to her ankles. Sally again saw under her blindfold the flash of the camera as she knew more pictures were being taken.After a few minutes in this position Sally hands were lower but just as she was regaining her balance and stretching her arms, hands grabbed her shoulders and began to push her down. It was then Sally found what had been waiting for her. Luckily for Sally her pussy had never totally dried. Even with the pain the idea of this abuse still turned her on allowing her pussy juices more or less to continue to flow during this entire ordeal. As Sally was pushed down she felt something press against her pussy hole. "What are you doing?" she again asked not expecting to receive any answer.Her answer was to be push further down. As she sank down she felt a shaft go inside her all the way to push against the back wall of her cervix. Sally was very full. As she sat there she felt ropes being tied so that she impaled on this phallic shaped device. "Ahhhhhhh!" Sally cried as she felt the phallic pole inside her begin to expand. It was being pumped totally filling Sally's pussy and then more. As it reached it full inflation Sally could hardly breathe she felt so full. Sally was only given a few minutes rest when a slight vibration began. The entire shaft began to vibrate but not only the shaft. She was full impaled on the shaft but she was positioned so that her clit was flush with some type of material. When the shaft began to vibrate there was small suction that Sally did not even notice at first but then quickly felt her small clit being suck into a small chamber."Awwwww, it hurts!" Sally cried as she felt her clit pulled from her body. But then as she was about to scream from the pain the entire apparatus began to vibrate with strong pulses. Sally could not believe the effect this was having on her. Her entire body jerked with the force of the vibration. Her clit went from a scream of pinched pulled pain to intense pleasure as it vibration against the wall of the chamber that both pulled and held it. Sally had never known such a feeling."My Gooooddddd! This is going to kill me! If feels sooooooo fucking fantastic!" Sally screamed as the vibrations intensified. Sally was in total bliss and total rhythm with the vibrations of this machine."Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" she cried as orgasm after orgasm overtook her. "Ahhhhhh!" Sally gave one long final cry and simply passed out from exhaustion over the intense pleasure of multiple orgasms. Josh looked down at the helpless unconscious Sally and knew he had done well. Josh had already cum three times while watching Sally in her various combinations of torture and pleasure. Josh had certainly enjoyed himself and he had saved Sally the juice of his labors. "Sally, wake up, wake up now," Josh said to Sally who had slept for a couple of hours.Sally slowly awakened with an extreme passive contentment written on her face."What time is it?" she asked in a sleepy voice."It is now six am Sally," Josh replied."Oh I can't believe it is that late," she gasped. Sally attempted to sit up but noticed her arms and legs continued to be tied. Her head was up on several pillows but other than turn her head she could not move much."Untie me, I need to go. I have to get home soon in case Jack phones," Sally said."Ok but there is one more thing you have to do.""What?" she asked.Josh handed Sally a wine glass that was almost full of a clear whitest liquid."You have to drink all of this," Josh explained."What is it?" Sally asked having already guessed what it was."Why Sally this is the fruit of the night. You milked me good. Now this is for you. I want you to drink all of it and not spill a drop."Sally had tasted sperm in the past but never this much. "I don't know Josh. I have never had that much cum at one time.""If you are my little slut you have to love the taste of cum so let's get you started right now." Josh bent over and put the glass to Sally's lips. Sally knew she had little choice so she took a mouthful and swallowed."How was it Sally?"Sally was reluctant at first but once the cum was in her mouth she began to get a familiar feeling between her legs. The cum did not taste particularly good but it did not taste bad either. What made it appetizing was the response of her pussy; her pussy loved the taste of cum in her mouth. When Josh presented Sally with another sip she drank the entire glass licking her lips. Sally was now indeed a cum loving slut.After Sally had finished her liquid refreshments Josh said, "Sally it is time for you to get up and get dressed." Sally complied knowing that she had to get home in case Jack phoned."Before you go I want you to see something," Josh said after Sally was dressed and ready to go. Josh took Sally into his living room and turned on the TV. Josh turned on the videotape and Sally could not believe what she was seeing. She was seeing herself while she was being tortured by having to sit on a tight rope going between her legs. The tape went on to show her titties having tit clamps on them and being pulled upward. She could see the pain on her face but also noticed the pleasure. Then the small penis object was put in her pussy. She could see Josh pumping it up and then the camera switch to her face and she could see herself grimacing in pain as her pussy was forced to stretch to accommodate the now large rubber cock. Sally's expression changed again and she remembered how the cock began to vibrate and the walls of her pussy became charged with sexual electricity. She also saw a close up showing her clit being sucked into a small tube and it being tortured in a most pleasurable manner. Sally could not help it but as she watched and became turned on she was suddenly overcome by another orgasm that rocked her. Josh watched with interest and of course had his video camera running."I don't know what overcome me," Sally said after composing herself. There was still a bit of spit on the side of her mouth from her spasms of sexual perversion."Pull up your skirt and let me see your panties," Josh said.Sally complied and Josh took a good photo of the wetness that now soaked the bottom of Sally's panties. "We don't have time for you to change. I have got to get you home."Josh took her back to where they had parked her car."Till next time Sally," Josh said."I don't think there will be a next time," Sally said. Sally was very concerned over her inability to control her passions. It seemed that Josh had a way of totally controlling her and her sexual desire. Sally was very afraid of anyone having that much control over her."Ok Sally, whatever you want. Call me if you want and we will have another little adventure if I'm in the mood," Josh said knowing he would be in the mood.Sally sat in her car shivering a bit due the cool morning air and her wet panties. She watched Josh drive away.-= Chapter 3 =-Sally sat in the parking lot a few minutes after she watched Josh drive away. She had many mixed emotions and she felt very confused. The old Sally was feeling as if she had been thrown into a pit of hellish obscenity. The more she could feel the wetness of her almost totally cum soaked panties the more she felt as if she was a condemned woman. The problem for Sally was the more disgusted she was with herself only served to fuel the forbidden passion that she had only recently discovered existed within her.Sally had been raised in a rather sheltered life. Both her mother and her father were Church people and they were all very conservative. However, as Sally sat there wondering what she was going to do a memory suddenly surfaced in her mind. Sally could see herself at around seven years old in the bath. She could only remember bits of the event but she remembered her father coming into the bathroom. "Hi daddy," Sally the child said as she greeted her father."I'm getting all clean," she said proudly."Yes, you are. You are getting to be a big girl," her father said. As Sally watched and remembered this scene in her mind things began to grow alarming."Sally let me make sure you are all clean," her father said. "Stand up for me."Sally proudly stood up revealing her young body."Yes, you look very clean but let me make sure," he said. Sally's father came close to her and began to rub his hands up her legs."Yes your legs look very clean," he said as he continued to pat her legs.Sally remembered feeling a bit strange but this was her father. She knew he loved her and would only do the best for her."Sally turn around and let me see that you are clean all over." Sally turned as instructed showing her father her young ass."Bend over and let me have a look." Sally bent over and with her leg spread displayed all she had to show the world."My Sally you are becoming a big girl. You have done a great job."Sally loved her father praised and was willing to do anything to please him. "What are you doing Daddy?" Sally asked as she felt her father's fingers running down the crack of her ass and around the most tender area in front."I am just checking to make sure you have been a good girl," he said as his finger pushed in on Sally little asshole."That feel funny Daddy," Sally in her innocence."One day you will like the way that feels Sally. Let me tell you secret, a secret just between you and me. You can't even tell Mommy. Okay?" he asked."Sure Daddy, I will never tell anyone," Sally said happy that her father wanted to share something only with her."Come over here," he said as he sat down on the closed toilet seat.Sally got out of the tub and grabbed a towel to dry off. As she walked over to her Daddy he took the towel and began to dry her."One day guys will really like to see you naked. They will do things that make you feel really good. That will not happen for a while though and before that time you should never let anyone other than me and your Mommy see you naked or touch you like this," he said and rubbed his hand first on her little nipples and then slid his hand down her body between her legs where he pressed on her little bud."Oh!" Sally squealed as her Daddy pressed on her small clit."See what I mean Sally. Do not let anyone but me touch you here until you are married. It is not right to do that. You should not even touch yourself there. It is something for your husband to do. Do you understand?" he said"Yes, I think so. No one but you or my husband should ever touch me down there, not even me," Sally said."Yes that is right Sally. And you should never talk to anyone about such things except for me and your husband to be," her Daddy added."Yes, I understand Daddy," Sally stated feeling quite proud of herself."Now I have something else to show you Sally. Something you need to know about," Sally's father said and stood up. Sally watched as he began to unbutton his pants.Suddenly the bright lights of a car pulling into the parking lot awakened Sally from her trance. Sally felt really strange now. She could only vaguely remember the incident with her father but it made her feel very strange. This had been a very strange night and Sally continued to feel both disgusted with herself but she also had a most uncontrollable itch between her legs. Sally drove out of the parking lot and hoped to return to the sanity of her home and the presence of her stabilizing husband, Jack who should be returning from his business trip in the next day or so.Sally was totally exhausted as she pulled into her garage and got out of her car. She went into the house and fell into her husband's recliner. She quickly fell asleep."Where am I?" Sally said as she awakened. She looked around and was relieved to find herself in her own living room. It was getting dark. "I must have slept all day," she thought as she got up. She felt her panties sticking to her skin and suddenly the previous night's memories flooded back into her mind. What added even more anxiety was the brief glimpse she remembered of the fragmented memory about her Dad and her alone in the bathroom."I have to take a shower." Sally almost ran to the bathroom. She quickly threw off the dress Josh had given her along with the blouse. She then tore off the tight bra and was several sizes too small. Then as she pulled off the tiny panties soaked with her own cum she suddenly froze. The smell and the feel of her own cum was intoxicating. She could not help it but her hand went straight to her pussy and began to rub. To her total disgust she pulled the panties off her legs and began to smell them. Then in a fit of orgasmic insanity she began to rub the panties all over her face as her pussy exploded producing even more cum. She rubbed her already soiled panties all over wet pussy and then as she came a final time she put the panties in her mouth savoring the taste of her own cum.As Sally slowly came back to herself she sat on the floor of the bathroom and cried. After a while she managed to shower and slowly came back to herself. As she felt more like the old Sally, she suddenly felt hunger pains. She had not eaten in over 24 hours so she put on her old jeans and a sweat shirt and went to prepared her a meal."At least Jack will be home soon and maybe I can get back to normal," Sally thought as she ate a roast beef sandwich. However, Sally did not believe things would ever get back to normal. Something had been awakened in her that she did not believe would ever go back to sleep.Sally did not sleep much that night. She finally went to sleep but then awakened early. She was pleased to see Jack driving up the driveway later that morning."Jack, it is great to have you home," Sally said and gave him a big kiss."Wow, it is good to be back home," Jack said not expecting such a greeting from his rather shy wife. "What have you been up to?" he joked."Not much, just keeping up the house and doing some things at Church," Sally said but thought to herself, "and being a total and complete slut, that's all." "How was your trip?" she quickly added."It went okay. The deal went through and I think we will do fine. You know in that motel I could not believe some of the things that they have on the cable," Jack said."Oh, what do you mean Jack?" Sally was a bit intrigued that her conservative husband might actually watch something nasty on TV."Well I tell it was pure porno. There were naked people doing all kinds of things with each other, things I have never even thought possible," Jack explained."What kind of things?" Sally asked with a hint of coyness in her voice. "Do you really want to know Sally?" Jack asked becoming interested in Sally's reaction to this. He could not believe it but this was beginning to turn him on. He did not at all like to admit it but deep down he loved seeing all these naked men and women in their depraved sexuality. He remembered being unable to change the channel and he remembered having an erection that hurt it was so hard."Yes, I don't know much about such things. I have seen a few things in Cosmo magazine that were shocking.""You know I don't much care for you reading that magazine. However, these people were really wild and out of control.""Were the videos graphic?""Oh there were very graphic. You could see every detail of everybody in the video.""Were the girls pretty?" Sally asked."Yeah there were some real pretty girls but most of them had what looked like breast implants," he explained."Were the women sexy?" Sally asked and demurely looked down as if embarrassed by the question."I don't know. I mean I guess they were," Jack stuttered."Did they turn you on Jack?" Sally said and again looked away as she asked the question."Sally what kind of question is that. You know I am a faithful husband and would never do anything to break our vows.""Yes, I know that Jack but were you turned on by watching those women? Sometimes I don't think I turn you on much," Sally said."Of course you turn me on Sally. "But did those women also turn you on when they are doing what they were doing?""Sally, I can't lie to you. Yes, they turned me on. I would never do anything with another woman but I am ashamed to admit that seeing those women do things did have an effect on me," Jack said."Tell me something they did that you really liked," Sally asked."Sally, are you sure you want to hear this kind of stuff?""Yes, I want to hear what turned you on," she replied."Okay, Jack said as he sat down in the recliner; the same recliner that had held Sally and her soiled panties after her adventure with Josh."The story I watch was about a young girl that was hitchhiking. A man picked her up and she was seduced by him.""How did he seduce her?" Sally asked."Well she was wearing a very short dress and when she sat down you could easily see her pink panties. She had on a very tight halter and you could see her breasts right through them. As they drove off the man began rubbing her leg and soon he pulled over at a rest stop and that is when they went at it.""Did they show everything?""Yes, they showed everything. They both did oral on each other and then had sex," Jack said. Jack and Sally never did oral sex. Jack would have liked it but felt it was not proper for his wife to suck a dick. However, he was now wishing that she would get the idea. The idea of her on her knees licking his dick was beyond his imagination.Sally was wondering what was going through Jack's mind but she could see from the bulge in his pants that he was getting turned talking about this. Also, it had been quite some time since they had sex and even then the sex was not all that exciting."Did you like watching her suck him?" Sally unexpectedly asked.Jack was shocked to hear her ask such a question but also pleased to hear her talk like this. "Yes, I liked it a lot.""Was she naked when she did it?""Yes, she was naked and did a little dance for him showing him all of her body.""Would you like me to dance for you Jack? Dance and take off my clothes. Would you Jack?"Jack could not believe what he was hearing. However, he was now very into what was happening and felt his dick grow harder than it had been in years. Jack could not believe it when he heard himself say, "Yes, Sally I would love to have you dance naked for me."Sally was sitting on the sofa across from Jack as they talked. Sally got up and pulled her sweatshirt off. She was not wearing bra and her breasts perked up as she stood. "Do you like my breasts Jack?" Sally asked."Yes I like them a lot," Jack replied watching his wife standing there rubbing her own breasts."Would you like to suck my titties Jack?" Sally teased."Yeah those titties have nice hard nipples just like I like," Jack said now getting into the program. "Take off those pants," Jack commanded feeling strange giving his wife such orders. He could not believe they were acting like this but he was now very excited by his wife's dirty dancing.Sally followed Jack's orders. She pulled off her jeans and as she did so her panties came off revealing the tiny bush that Sally kept trimmed. Jack and Sally's sex life had never been very exciting. In all their years of marriage Jack had never really looked at Sally's naked body. When they had sex it was always in bed mostly in the dark. Now Sally was standing before him and full light totally nude inviting him to look at every part of her body. When she turned around and bent over Jack almost came in his pants. He did not know what had gotten into Sally but he liked it. In all their years of marriage he had never had a view of Sally's butt and pussy like this. It was heaven and he was totally beyond turned on."I want you to be happy Jack," Sally said and came over and sat in his lap. She presented her breast to him and he eagerly suckled her nipple biting it rather hard. "Mmmmm," Sally moaned. She was again feeling that tremendous itch between her legs. This time it was okay because it was with her husband. This is the way it was supposed to be and she felt very good. She wanted to please him.Sally climbed off the chair and kneeled before him in the recliner. She zipped down his pants and pulled out his very erect cock. "I don't how long I can wait," Jack said feeling more turned on than he had in a lot of years, maybe ever."That's okay Jack. I want you to feel good." With that Sally bent down and began to suck Jack's dick. She looked up at him and said, "I love the taste of your big cock."Jack could not wait any longer. He cum gushed out into Sally's mouth and yet she continued to suck and milk all the cum out of his balls. Jack had never had such an experience but he knew he wanted to have it again.When Jack began to cum Sally began to rub her wet clit and as the cum flowed down her throat she also began to experience a violent orgasm. As Jack finished he could see his sweet conservative wife still sucking on his dick while masturbating herself into ecstasy. Jack thought to himself, "I don't know what has gotten into Sally but I like it."Jack and Sally slept very well that night. In the morning Jack felt a bit guilty. His conservative upbringing did not approve of such sexual experimentation but what went on in a married couple's bedroom was mostly something one kept very private. Jack realized that he had the best sex in his life the previous night. What was really nice was the sex was with his wife and there was always more to come. It had been a very long time since he was given a blowjob, not since he was in college. But now he remembered how much he liked it. Also, the sight of his beautiful wife sitting in front of him with her mouth on his cock and her hand rubbing her own pussy was something he definitely wanted to see again.Sally was preparing breakfast as Jack walked into the kitchen. She was dressed in her normal conservative nightgown and again looked like the typical Baptist housewife."Morning Sally," Jack said."Good morning Jack, did you sleep well?" she replied."Oh yeah, I slept great, better than I have in a long time," Jack said and gave long sigh hoping the message would not be lost."Jack I hope you don't think less of me," Sally said."Why would I think less of you?""I mean after last night and what I did.""Sally, you and I are married. We were only doing what is normal for married people to do," Jack explained."I know but the way we did it," Sally said standing with her back turned to Jack."Sally, I really liked what we did last night and I want it to continue," Jack said.Sally suddenly felt Jack's hand grabbing her buttocks. "You really liked it," Sally said as she felt Jack's hands moving around her."You bet I did and I think you liked it a lot too. Didn't you Sally?" Jack said as his finger reached up and under Sally's robe. He was surprised but pleased to find Sally had no panties and his hands felt her already moistening pussy."Oh Jack, what are you doing?" Sally acted shocked but she was already turned on by Jack's aggressiveness."I love the feel of your wet pussy," Jack answered surprising himself that he would use such language directed at his wife."Oh Jack, your hand feels good on my pussy," Sally whispered.Jack could not believe his wife's language but it was a real turn on. As Jack stood behind Sally with one hand she rubbed her pussy and with the other he raised her gown to reveal her pretty white ass. Jack quickly pulled his now hard cock out of his shorts and it was an easy trip to find her tight but very wet pussy."My God Jack, What are you doing?" Sally gasped as she felt his cock enter into her pussy from behind. They had never had sex other than in the bedroom and never in such a lewd position."I am going to fuck your sweet pussy till you scream. That is what I'm doing," Jack said as he thrust forward pushing his dick deep inside Sally's pussy."Oh Jack you shouldn't do this, not in the kitchen." As Jack's dick continued to pound into her pussy Sally suddenly changed her tune. "Oh fuck me Jack, fuck me hard," Sally screamed as her pussy began to catch fire. Sally began to gyrate her hips helping Jack thrust his cock in and out of her pussy.It did not take long before Sally felt the now familiar rush of an approaching orgasm."Oh my God, I am cummmminnnnng!" Sally screamed as the bacon burned on the stove. Sally did not care that the breakfast was burning. She only cared about the feeling of Jack's cock buried deep inside her.This was too much for Jack. Sally could feel his cockhead swell and he began to shoot load after load of cum inside Sally. Sally loved it. They both had a fantastic orgasm and both knew that their relationship had taken a major turn. A turn that was very good."Damn," Jack said as he sat down in the kitchen chair and looked at his wife Sally. Sally was leaning over the kitchen sink with her robe pulled up almost over her head. Jack was looking directly at Sally's ass and pussy. He could her wet pussy with some of his major cum load leaking out onto the kitchen floor. They cleaned up and as Jack left for work he gave Sally a long kiss. Jack went to work a happy guy. Sally began to do some housework and she also felt very serene. At least for now there were no problems in her life.Too bad for Sally her pleasures were very much entangled in her conflicts and these would present problems for her. As she cleaned the kitchen though, her future was far from her mind.-= Chapter 4 =-The next few weeks found Jack and Sally's sex life to have dramatically improved. They were now having sex almost every day. Jack did not understand what had happened but he felt almost like a kid again, a kid in Sally's candy store.The change began one night while Sally and Jack were playing around. Sally was sucking on Jack's balls and she squeezed them tightly together. Even before this Jack had noticed Sally was more adventuresome in their sex life. "Oh Sally, I love it when you do that," Jack moaned."Do what? Squeeze your balls and their little sack?" Sally asked."Yes, that feels great," Jack sighed.Sally moved herself next to Jack. "Why don't you tell this mamma all about it."Jack talked very little about his early life. Sally knew his mother had died when he was 14 and then his father, an alcoholic, had died when he was 17. He had been raised after that by his Aunt and Uncle."I don't remember much but for some reason you squeezing my balls like that makes brings back some vague memory that I can't quite bring back.""Well Jack I am your mommy now," Sally said as she got up."Okay I hope you don't think I'm too weird liking to call you mamma," Jack said embarrassed."No, not at all. I like it. Wait just a minute," Sally said as she got up out of bed."Where are you going?" Jack asked."I will be right back."Jack waited and Sally quickly returned."Look what I have," Sally said and produced a long string of nylon cord. "I am going to tie some balls."Sally expertly tied the cord around Jack's scrotum. She used a slip knot that allowed her to easily tighten the cord squeezing Jack's nuts."Oh God I love the way that feels," Jack exclaimed. "Pull on the string and suck my dick Mommy.Sally had a good tight grip on the string as she bent over and took Jack's cock into her mouth. She began licking and sucking while varying the pressure on Jack's balls. Sally could tell Jack was in heaven."Do you like the way mommy sucks your dick?""Oh my GOD!" Jack exclaimed as he felt his balls tighten and the familiar rush that accompany his ejaculations. "I'm cumming!" he said and exploded into Sally mouth. Sally loved the taste of her husband's cum and drank every bit. Sally knew she had found a new thrill that should be wonderful for both of them for many times to come.Sally loved the improvement her sex life with Jack. Lately, it was better than even when they were just married. They were having sex in ways and places they had never done and it was just great. However, Sally could not get Josh out of her mind. Sally loved her husband and had no such feelings for Josh. But there was something about the way Josh treated her that was such a turn on. Sally hated to admit it but she loved the humiliation. She loved the way Jack abused her and put on her display as nothing but a sex object. Sally could not believe how good it felt to let Jack be in full control. She also knew that she was going to have to call him again. However, she wanted to make sure that things did not go too far. She never wanted anything to happen to her and Jack."I have to go to the Sony exhibition next weekend. Do you want to go?" Jack asked the next morning as they were having breakfast."No, I don't like going to those things. I think I will just stay home.""Ok, that's fine. I will leave Thursday and be back Sunday," Jack said. He kissed her and as he did Sally jerked on her cord pulling on his balls."Oh God!," Jack exclaimed and felt his dick harden almost immediately. Jack was dressed in his normal work clothes but as he was dressing Sally unzipped his pants and pulled his dick and balls over his underwear and tied his balls."Does Mommy's little boy like that?" Sally teased."Yes Mommy I love it," Josh replied in a little boy's voice."Ok then you have to do something for Mommy," Sally said."Ok Mommy what do you want me to do?"Sally stood up and sat on the table in directly in front of Jack. She opened her robe to reveal she was naked underneath."I want my boy to lick my pussy before he goes to school. Will you be a good boy and do that," Sally asked."Yes Mommy, I loved to lick your pussy," Josh replied and began to lick Sally's juices that were already flowing."Ohhhhhh, you are such a good boy Jack. Suck Mommy's clit so she will cum," Sally said.Sally could feel it would not take long and her orgasm began to build."Oh yes Jack, yes Jack," Sally whimpered and felt her pussy tingle with pleasure.As things settled down Sally pulled on the string and said, " Now it is time for Mommy to take care of her little man." Sally bent down and began to suck Jack's hard cock. It did not take long."Oh yes Mommy," he exclaimed continuing their game of Mommy-Son. Jack could not believe what a turn on this was for him.Sally felt his cock swelled and sucked in earnest to get her sweet cum."Yes suck it Mommy I am cumming." Jack shot his load straight down Sally's throat and she loved every bit of it.As Jack composed himself and removed the string from his balls he said, "It's late I've got to get to work. He gave Sally a kiss and rushed out the door.As Sally sat back her rob still open and her pussy still wet from both her own juices and Jack's salvia her thoughts turned to Josh. She could not help it. Jack was the love of her life but it was just not enough. It went against everything she knew but she could not help it. "It is time for another adventure with Josh," Sally thought to herself.It was later that day that Sally got up the nerve to call Josh."Hi Josh, it's Sally," she said into the phone."Hello Sally, what can I do for you?" Josh answered with a question."I don't know. I just wanted to see you," Sally began to stammer not knowing exactly what she wanted from Josh."Are you still a nasty little bitch with a wet pussy?" Josh suddenly asked."I don't know," Sally replied shocked at Josh directness."That won't do Sally. I am going to hang up unless you tell me what you want."Sally could feel her anxiety rise but she did want to see Josh. She knew what Josh wanted. It was all a part of his game."Josh I am your slut. My pussy is very wet just thinking about you and the things you do to me. I want you to make me a nasty bitch and you can. I want you to fuck my pussy and my asshole and do whatever you want with my body," Sally gasped already feeling a new moistening in her pussy, the same pussy that her husband Jack had just eaten."That's much better. When do you want to get together?""Jack is leaving Thursday. So either Thursday or Friday would be good for me.""Ok, meet me at Wal-Mart's parking lot on Friday evening at 8:00. I want you to dress up as a little girl. Make sure all of your clothes are at least two sizes too small. Wear a very short skirt and no panties. Also, put your hair in pigtails and wear black heels. I want your clothes to have a young girl look, but a very nasty young girl. Do you understand?""Yes, I understand Jack," Sally whispered feeling very excited at the thought of their adventure. There was a part of Sally that was disgusted by what she was going to do but her disgust only fueled the excitement that she felt."And Sally do not touch your pussy until then. Do not do anything that would satisfy your sexual craving until then. Do you understand?" Josh commanded in a firm voice."Yes Josh I understand," Sally felt her heart sink at the thought of having to wait until Friday. She quickly removed her hand that had already traveled between her legs."And Sally if there are any indications that you have played with that nasty pussy of yours then the date is off. And Sally I will know.""I understand Josh. I will not touch my pussy until then," Sally sighed already feeling a burning itch in her clitoris that was already demanding attention."Till Friday," Josh said and hung up.Sally sat with the phone still to her ear and wondered what she had just done. However, she knew that she would be there on time to meet Josh. The next day Sally went to a few stores where she was not known. She did not want to run into anyone who would see her make these purchases. She bought a pushup bra two sizes too small. She wondered if she would be able to breathe with it squashing her breasts. When buying a blouse the salesgirls asked, "Don't you think that is a little tight fit?"At the time Sally was trying it on and having difficulty buttoning the buttons."No, I like it this tight," Sally said as she noticed the salesgirl's disapproving look.Sally gathered the rest of her evening's outfit. Back at home she dressed and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked like a real slut. She could feel her pussy crying and had to be careful not to keep her legs too tight together. It would not take much for her to have an orgasm without even touching herself. Sally had to wait for Josh.Sally arrived at the Wal-Mart parking lot on time. As usual Josh made Sally wait a while. Finally, she saw his car pull up to their designated meeting spot."Hi Sally," Josh said."Hi Josh," Sally said and looked down."Get in and let's go," Josh ordered without even looking at Sally.Sally was somewhat disappointed that Josh did not comment on her slutty outfit but Sally never knew what to expect from him."Tell me what you want," Josh suddenly said.Sally knew what he wanted her to say. He wanted her to degrade herself in the most disgusting kind of way."I am your dirty little slut and my pussy is wet for you. Please put your cock in my hole," Sally pleaded."Oh we will get to that you little bitch. Yes, I have some real fun lined up for you," Josh chuckled.They drove for about two hours. Sally had no idea where they were going but sat in silence while he drove.Once after about an hour Josh said, "Take that flashlight and let me see your pussy."Sally took the flashlight and raised her dressed. The light from the flashlight illuminated her freshly shave cunt and Josh nodded in approval."Is it wet?""Yes, it has been wet since we talked on the phone," Sally whimpered."And you have not touched it?""No Josh I have not touched it," she answered."So what have you and Jack been doing lately?" Josh asked."What do you mean?""Are you guys fucking a lot?" Josh quizzed."Yes, I guess so,""What do you mean you guess so? Don't you know?"Yes, Jack and I have been fucking a lot. We have been doing it a lot more lately," Sally replied."So what does Jack like for you to do for him?" Sally did not like the idea of telling Josh about her sex life with Jack but she was now under Josh's control. She told him about the string around Jack's ball. She also told Josh about Jack's early experiences with his mother. She told Josh how much Jack like for her to pretend she was his Mommy."That is very interesting Sally. Do you think Jack even sucked off his brother?""He did not say anything about that," Sally answered. She had not even thought about that. She could not see her Jack sucking off a guy."I bet he did. I bet there is a lot he didn't tell you," Josh said and laughed.A few minutes later they arrived at a large ranch house. "Here we are," Josh announced as they drove up the driveway. There were several cars parked in front of the house."What are we doing here?" Sally questioned. It looked like there was a party of some kind going on."They are expecting us. Get out," Josh ordered.Sally got out of the car and pulled her dress down as far as it would go but that did not cover much of her long legs.Josh knocked on the door and it was answered by an older man dressed very formal."Come on in Josh. We were wondering when you would get here. Is this your slut?" At first Sally wondered if she had correctly heard what the man said. She soon found that she had."Yes, Sally here is a real slut. Tell him Sally."Sally blushed but felt she had to obey Josh's commands."Yes sir I am a slutty girl and I love to play with my pussy," Sally said in almost a child's voice."Oh we are going to like you. Come on in and meet everyone."Josh and Sally were lead into a large room brightly lit with a fire burning in a large fireplace. Sally noted there were 9 other men and 5 women standing around talking. Sally also noted with great embarrassment that she was the only dressed like a slut. Everyone else was dressed in formal evening wear and they were all looking at her as she came into the room."This is my friend Josh and his slut Sally," the man announced to the crowd. Sally wanted to crawl under the rug as everyone stared at her with stern looks."Hi everyone," Josh said greeting the people. "Sally, tell them what you like to play with."Sally looked at Josh not believing what he was asking her but knowing she would obey said, "I like to play with my pussy."Several of the men smiled. Sally did not like the looks they were giving her. Several of the women also had rather evil smiles. Sally now noticed that she was by far the youngest person there. Everyone else was very stately looking as if they were of a high society type group that would not have approved of Sally's low status on a normal day much less a day like today."Come over here Sally," the older man instructed. He led Sally to a bar that was about four feet high. Before Sally knew what they were doing Josh and the man lifted her up on the bar."Stand there like a little slut Sally," Josh ordered. "No not that way. Open your legs a little, a little more. There, now you can get a good look at your pussy. Now when a person comes to get a drink you ask, 'do you like my pussy?' Do you understand Sally?" Josh finished his instructions."Yes, I understand," Sally replied. Sally had never been more embarrassed in her life but she had never been more sexually charged in her life. She could feel the moisture beginning to flow from deep within her.Sally could see the men looking up her skirt. Her clean smooth pussy lips were clearly visible to anyone standing at the bar. "Do you like my pussy sir?" she would ask each man. Sally now spent the next hour standing on the bar as just about everyone came to the bar to get a drink."My, my such a pretty little pussy girl." An older lady said as approached the bar. She looked directly at Sally's pussy. "Well are you going to ask me?""Do you like my pussy madam?" Sally asked."Why yes I do," the lady answered. "My you look a little wet," the lady said seeing droplet forming on Sally's pussy lips. Sally could not believe when the lady took a small spoon and reached up sliding the spoon along her pussy lips. Sally felt a charge of electricity shoot through her and her body trembled at the touch of the metal. "My, you are wet," the lady said looking at a small puddle of Sally's cum juices that she collected on the spoon.Sally watched in amazement as the lady smelled the content of the spoon."You have a most definite aroma," the lady said looking back at Sally's pussy.Sally could not believe the effect this was having on her and more juices began to flow. The lady noticed this and took another spoon to Sally. The lady was able to gather almost an entire spoonful of Sally's cum juices."My, you are wet little girl," the lady said.Sally could not believe as the lady lifted the spoon to her own very proper lips and pour the entire contents of the spoon on her tongue. Sally watched as the lady tasted Sally's most intimate excretions and smiled. "Mmmmm, you taste good too," the lady said and smiled.Sally stood there for another few minutes and she saw Josh and the older man."Come on down Sally. It's show time," Josh said as he helped her off the bar.They walked to the center of the room where there was a table about 3 feet high, 3 feet wide, and about 6 feet long."Up you go Sally," Josh and helped Sally onto the table."Pull up your dress," Josh ordered.Sally pulled up dress revealing her pussy and ass to entire crowd. Everyone had gathered around the table now and was carefully watching Sally."Sally take off your clothes," Josh commanded.Sally unbuttoned the tight blouse and let it fall. She unbuttoned the short dress and it fell to the floor leaving Sally standing the table with nothing but a necklace and a bra. She unsnapped the tight bra and her breasts fell free. She left on the necklace."Doesn't she look like a slut?" Josh asked. "Yeah, a real slut," the crowd agreed with the speaker."Sally lie down on the table and spread your legs," Josh commanded.Sally wondered what was going to happen. She did not know if she wanted to be gang raped but it looked like that was what was going to happen as the first man walked up to the table. He was standing in front of the table, her legs spread before him. He then grabbed her ankles and pulled her toward him. He then unzipped his pants and pulled out his now erect cock. Sally prepared herself for a fucking but instead he began to furiously masturbate and quickly shot his load onto her stomach and chest. Sally could feel the wetness of this man's cum all over her body.The next man did the same. Sally could not believe what was happening. As each man shot his load on her, Sally's on sexual tension was building but she could do nothing about it. After the tenth man spewed his schism on her, Sally was almost covered in wet cum. Some of it was beginning to dry on her."Just lay there like a cum covered slut," Josh commanded.One of older females now approached Sally. Sally watched as the lady pulled her breasts out of her dress and let them hang. The lady then reached down and let her finger move across Sally's stomach and gathered cum on her finger. She brought her finger to her mouth and licked the cum off her finger. The lady then lean over and licked some of the cum off Sally's very erect nipples."Oh, please lick me," Sally moaned as she felt the lady's tongue flick her rock hard nipple. Sally was frantic with unfulfilled sexual tension.The lady leaned over and allowed her own hard nipple to rub against Sally's wet cunt. Sally felt another bolt of electricity run through her body and the lady's nipples nicked Sally's engorged clitoris."Oh, my God, I need it, I need something in my pussy," Sally begged. She wiggled on the table but knew she was helpless until someone allowed her to cum.Each lady approached the table, revealed their breasts, tasted the cum on Sally's body, and then allowed their breasts to rub Sally's pussy and clit. They did not do so long enough for Sally to get any real satisfaction but long enough to intensify the already explosive desire that Sally was feeling.Now the ladies were surrounding Sally as she lay on the table. They all bent over and began lick Sally's body being careful to avoid her pussy and to avoid allowing Sally to have an orgasm. After a few minutes Sally was totally cleaned of all the men's cum but as yet she still had not achieved any satisfaction. She was almost mad with desire.Sally had not noticed but Josh had now walked up to the table and was standing between Sally's legs and they bent off the table."Are you ready Sally?" Josh asked"Please fuck me Josh. Please fuck my pussy, stick it in deep and hard and fuck me," Sally begged."Okay Sally," Josh replied and pulled out his rock hard cock.Two of the women now bent over the table and began nursing on Sally's nipples. Another lady bent down and began thrusting her tongue into Sally's mouth. The other two ladies bent down and one began to lick Sally's stomach and the last waited for Josh to insert his cock.A man approached each lady and lifted her dress up revealing their panty-less pussies. The men quickly rammed their cocks into the waiting cunts and began fucking. As Josh forced his cock into Sally's pussy she was in heaven.Sally did not even remember the ride home or how she drove herself home from the parking. She fell into her bed and immediately fell asleep.-= Chapter 5 =-Sally was completely spent when she managed to climb into her bed early Saturday morning. She awakened late the next morning with many mixed emotions over what had transpired the previous night. She could still smell the sex on her. Sally had never in her wildest imagination considered participating in an orgy, not the conservative Baptist woman. Now, not only was she was a very willing participant, she was the main attraction and she hated to admit how much she enjoyed it. She had never felt anything near the rush she had felt as she reached her final climax of her multiple orgasms. Sally did not know what she should feel.Sally climbed out of bed and went to the shower. As she felt the hot water caress her body she could not believe that she still had sexual desire. Sally pulled the removal shower head down and as she used the water to massage her body she slowly moved the spray down to between her legs. It seemed her pussy was never getting enough stimulation. As the water gushed between her legs, caressing her clitoris, and even some flowing up in her, Sally felt another orgasm building.Sally slow sank to the floor as a very quiet orgasm shuttered through her. It was as if it was an aftershock of the previous night."Mmmmm," she said as the small eruptions moved her body against the water."Ahhhhhhh," she whispered as the last wave of the small orgasm left her body."What am I becoming?" Sally wondered as she dried herself off and looked at her body in the mirror. "Jack will be home tomorrow and I will just relax until then," she thought to herself not wanting to think about things but being unable to stop thinking. Sally wanted to blame Josh for everything that had happened to her but knew that she had been the willing recipient of all his abuse. She liked it. She knew if she never called Josh again, he would never bother her. He had told her this much and had kept his word. It was only when she contacted him and begged him to abuse her that he would. Even then she knew she could always choose to quit and he would let her. It was just she never made that choice.Saturday progressed and Sally was beginning to feel rested but still troubled. She had washed all her clothes from the previous night and was sitting on her bed folding them. She had a special place in the closet to hide them from Jack. She did not want to have to explain them to him. Although she wondered if they turned Josh on so much she guessed Jack would like them too.Sally decided she would go for a drive to just get away from things for a while. She put on skirt and a blouse and got into Jack's old Mustang convertible. She put the windows down and let her hair blow in the wind. Sally drove for a while and found herself on the highway. There was little traffic and Sally was enjoying herself. She was driving in the right lane and was passing a large truck. She got beside the truck and could see the driver. He was looking at her and smiled. She smiled back and suddenly felt that tingle."Oh no, what am I thinking?" Sally said to herself but knew it was too late.Sally and the truck were the only vehicles in sight on the hilly road. Sally continued to drive next to the truck and began to let her dress slowly slip up her long legs. She noticed that the truck driver was noticing.Soon Sally had pulled her dress up to the point that the truck driver could see her white panties. Sally then proceeded to unbutton her blouse. She was wearing an old bra that was kind of loose and worn. This gave the driver even more of a view. Sally looked up at the guy and he had a large grin on his face. At this Sally allowed her right breast to slip out of the loose bra giving him an unobtrusive view of her breast.Just as she pulled out her boob she noticed them coming up on traffic and this brought her back to the reality. "I can't believe I did this," Sally said and quickly put her tit back in its bra and buttoned her blouse. She pulled down her dress and got off at the next exit. As she got off the truck passed her and honked his horn in appreciation and her little show.Sally returned home and had a good night sleep. She was looking forward to her husband's return in the morning and a return to normalcy or at least their normalcy.The next morning she awoke early. When she heard Jack drive up the driveway she ran out to welcome him home."Jack, I am so glad you are home," Sally said with a grin. "I am glad to be home," Jack replied giving his wife a big hug.After they had breakfast they sat in their patio and had their coffee. They were just chatting when Sally suddenly asked, "So did you watch anymore porno?" "Well now that you mentioned it, yes I did. I saw several, one of them was about some college girls that like to be exhibitionist and let guys see them. It was pretty hot," Jack explained."You'd better watch it, looking at all those young girls. You better not get tired of me," Sally responded half joking and half serious."You don't ever have to worry about that. You are the one for me. But I have to admit I like looking at all those young bodies.""Yeah, there are some cute sexy girls out there and guys I might add," Sally said. "Yeah some of the guys make me feel pretty little if you know what I mean," Jack said and laughed."I like this one just fine." Sally reached over and grabbed Jack's cock through his thin shorts. His cock began to respond almost at once."Yeah, I like the way that feels." He hesitated and then added, "Mommy." Jack liked their new Mommy game."What else did you see on those nasty videos Jackie boy?" Sally asked playing along with his new game."I saw two girls playing with each other. They were putting dildos in each other's pussy. I saw guys fucking girls in all kinds of positions and some fucking them in the ass. There was even one that had two guys sucking each other," Jack explained."What did you think of those two guys Jack?" Sally asked wondering about his reaction to homosexual men."I don't know about that Mommy," Jack replied rather cryptically enjoying his Mommy game. He had wanted to call her that for a long time and now it was only adding to the excitement. He did not know what had changed but he liked it."What do you mean you don't know? Have you ever sucked a cock little Jack?" Sally could not believe she was asking this and still playing like she was his mommy."Have you ever eaten another woman's pussy Mommy?" Jack responded."I guess that is fair trade," Sally answered. "A few times in college I drank a little too much and I did do some things with my roommate. Ok, your turn to tell the truth.""When I was in high school I became friends with an older guy. I had not really had much experience with girls and stuff. A few times he and I got together and watched some porno tapes and kind of did a few things," Jack responded."I guess we are both learning things about each other," Sally laughed.Sally had not taken her hand off Jack's cock and it was now poking out through the thin material. Their patio was somewhat secluded and private so they were not very concerned about anyone seeing them.Sally reached down and unzipped Jack's shorts and his dick sprang free."There, there you nice cock. You needed a bit of freedom," Sally said."Thank you Mommy, that feels real good. Show me your titties Mommy," Jack said in his best little boy voice.Sally reached down and opened her blouse. She was still wearing the old bra and allowed her right breast to plop out. Sally was now sitting with one breast revealed. "Do you like that Jackie boy?""Yes mama, I like that a lot."Sally reached down and picked up a cord that earlier she had laid on the ground. Before Jack knew it she roped his balls with the cord. She also liked their new sex game; Mommy has Jack by the balls. It gave her a sense of power over him and she liked it that she had him by the balls."I've got you good Jackie boy.""Yes Mommy, you have me real good," Jack answered with a grin.Sally still sitting with her right breast hanging out said, "Come here little boy I have something I want you to do." As she said this she turned in her seat and pulled down the jogging shorts she was wearing. "Come over here and eat your Mommy's pussy for desert." Sally sat there with her legs spread and she pulled her pussy lips apart. She then tugged on the line and Jack went down on his knees and began lapping her cunt."It tastes so good Mommy," Jack gasped as his tongue massaged her clit."Oh yes Jack, Oh you are such a good boy, eat my pussy well and I will let you put your little cock in it," Sally cried as she felt his tongue go deep inside her pussy.After a few minutes on intense pussy eating Sally tugged on the cord giving Jack a signal something else was happening. Jack's balls were very sensitive to the string so it was easy to get his attention.Jack back off and Sally slid out of the chair. She got on her knees and raised her ass in the air inviting Jack to fuck her. As Jack got ready to mount her Sally brought the ball string up over Jack. The string went from his balls, up the crack of his ass, over his shoulder, to over her shoulder. This allowed Sally to pull his balls backward as Jack fucked her.Jack had a bit of surprise for Sally. He first slid his cock into her wet pussy to moisten and lubricate his dick. He then pulled it out and with a quick thrust he slipped it through her asshole and began fucking her in the ass."Oh my God," Sally gasped as she felt Jack's dick in her butt hole."What are you doing, you nasty little boy?" Sally said. Sally's asshole was a virgin and she had never experiences an ass fucking. She found she liked it. It was a unique feeling that made her clit swell with pleasure. Sally reached under herself and began to flick her clitoris while Jack pumped away as her asshole.Jack was very much enjoyed the tight orifice and he also loved the feelings of his balls being pulled behind him each time he thrust deep into his wife's bowls."Oh Mommy you feel so good. I am going to give you a big present," Jack said as he felt his dick begin to swell."Mommy loves you fucking her in the ass. I am going to cum you little bastard so fuck me hard," Sally grunted and pulled the string a little tighter.This was too much for Jack and he began to empty his load deep into his wife's ass."Oh YES!" Jack cried."Oh YES!" Sally cried and they both reached their orgasm.Jack finished depositing his load and climbed off Sally. He pulled his dick out with a plop sound."You are not through yet," Sally said."What do you mean?" Jack asked."You fucked me in the wrong hole so now you have to clean me up. Lick your cum off my asshole," Sally ordered.Jack did not know whether he liked the idea of eating his own cum but he knew he liked fucking his wife's ass. If this is what it took to get that he would do just about anything. Jack bent over and began to lick up rather large globs of his own cum as he oozed out of Sally's asshole. Jack remembered the taste of cum and found he was enjoying eating his wife's asshole filled with his own cum. Sally had never had her asshole licked and she found that she liked it. It was a real turn on having her husband down on his knees eating her ass out. Sally hand slipped back down to minister to her pussy. Jack felt Sally's hand rubbing her pussy so he helped. As he stuck his finger up her pussy hole Sally began to cum again."Oh Jack, suck my ass, suck my ass!" Sally cried.Jack literally began to suck Sally's ass and even more of his cum began to flow out of her asshole. Jack was careful to lap up every drop."Oh Jack that was great!" Sally exclaimed as she collapsed on the patio floor with Jack at her side. She gave him a long wet kissed and enjoyed the taste of the mixture of his cum and her asshole.Jack and Sally spent a leisurely Sunday. They watched a little TV and had a nice supper. As they were getting ready for bed Jack noticed a Church bulletin lying on the table. "Next Sunday we need to go back to Church. We have not been in a couple of weeks," Jack said."Yes you are right, we need to go back and see Reverend Johnson. He always gives a good sermon," Sally replied.The next week went mostly uneventful. It was on Tuesday night that Jack and Sally were talking. They had been watching a Wild On show on E when Jack asked, "Do you ever think you would flash someone like those girls are doing?""Oh I don't know if I could do that or not," Sally said thinking of her last adventure with Josh."It is kind of sexy to see them do that, don't you think so?""Yeah, it is kind of sexy to think some other guys would like to look at my body," Sally said getting a little bolder."I wonder if you would be interested in us going and shopping for some trashy like clothes for you?" Jack continued."What did you have in mind?" "Oh I don't know. Maybe something that is too small; something that shows a little too much of your body; something kind of tacky. What do you think?" Jack asked."I think it would be fun. We could at least go shopping and see what we find.""Okay, it is settled. On Saturday we will go shopping and just see what we find.On Saturday they drove a few hours to another town where they were not likely to run into anyone they knew. They went to a few stores before they came to a large flea market type place."Let's see what we find here," Jack said."Okay, I think they have some old clothes and if nothing else it will be cheap," Sally answered.They walked around for a while and found mostly junk. But then they entered a small building that was nothing but older clothes. "Look here Jack," Sally said as she picked up a very short skirt. "Yeah that looks like what we want," he said. He walked over and found a large assortment of old blouses that were see through. He picked out three or four and showed them to Sally."Okay let's get those," she replied. She also found some pants that had a zipper that went from the button all the way to the crotch and then back up the ass. "Gee, you could totally expose yourself in that outfit," Jack laughed."Look at these," Sally said as she picked up some bra that had openings for the nipples to stick out. "Okay that ought to be enough," Jack said."That will be $45.00," the clerk said as they checked out. "You guys seem to like to play. If you want a really good selection of such stuff at a reasonable price go down to Bill's Adult Store. It is about 3 miles down the highway. He has all kinds of things.""Okay we might give him a visit," Jack said noticing that the man was really giving Sally the once over."That guy was looking you over good," Jack told Sally as they walked to the car."Yeah I know. I liked having him look at me like that. Am I a bad person for that?" Sally asked."No, if you are then I am. I liked watching him look at you. I had to look at something else because I was getting a hard on," Jack replied.Bill's Adult Toys was just down the road. It was in an older building. It had a wide assortment of lots of different things ranging from videos to dildos. As they entered Jack walked over to display of vibrator and Sally went to look at the videos."This looks interesting," Jack said. He picked up and butterfly device that had a wireless remote control. "I wonder if this work.""You bet it works," Bill said having overheard Jack's comments. "You stick that on your wife and you can drive her wild at anytime. She will do anything for you.""$150 is a bit much for a vibrator," Jack responded."Not for that vibrator," Bill said.Sally walked up to see what the guys were discussing."Bill says this is a very special device that could drive you crazy," Jack told Sally."Let me look at it," Sally said and took the small vibrator. It was shaped somewhat like a butterfly with two dicks; both about two inches long but of different diameters. It had three Velcro straps to wrap around the body and hold it in place."Why don't you give it a try?" Bill offered."Oh I don't know about that." Jack laughed but looked at Sally."It is totally clean and after use it can be submerged in alcohol to kill any germs or disease," Bill added. "The lady can go in the dressing room and put it on and you can see how comfortable it is to wear. It is easy to put on. You place it right over your pussy with this on your clit." He pointed to a little suction device. "This goes into your pussy and this goes into your asshole," he explained as he pointed to the two protrusions. "Take this little pump and pump them as large as you want," he said and handed her a little bulb with a tube on it. He showed her where the tube fit into the device."What do you think Sally?" Jack asked and winked at Sally"I have never seen such a thing but I guess I could give it a try," Sally said."The dressing room is right over there. When you finish put your clothes back on and come back in here. You will not be able to tell you are wearing anything special," Bill said with a big smile."Ok," Sally said. She smiled at Jack and disappeared in the dressing room. It took a few minutes to strap on properly but Sally had no real problems. The little suction device fit snugly over her clitoris. Sally placed both little dicks and their respective holes. She attached the pump on the one is her pussy and gave it a pump."My!" she exclaimed to herself as the little dick swelled inside her. "I think I might like this." Sally pumped it a little more for a tight fit and then pumped the one in her ass. She then dressed."It feels kind of funny. Do you turn it on or something?" Sally asked standing looking at herself in the mirror. She could detect nothing unusual in her appearance."This is what makes it worth $150.00," Bill said and produced a small device that looked something like a TV remote control.Bill looked at Jack and said, "Do you mind if I turn it on?"Jack looked a Sally and smiled. "No, I don't mind turn it on."Bill looked down at the device and then at Sally. "Ok, here goes."He pressed the on button. He reached and slowly turned one of the buttons.Sally immediately felt a tingle in her spine as the device that was in her ass began to vibrate."Oh, I feel it," Sally said and a shutter went through her body."That was for the rear," Bill explained to Jack. "This one is for the pussy hole.""Oh damn," Sally said as she felt her most inner body begin to tremble in rhythm to the two vibrators inserted into her. Sally could feel her juices begin to flow."Now this is the one that gets them," Bill pointing to the next two buttons. "This one turns on the little suction device. It will get her attention when it comes on." He pushed the button."Damn!" Sally said and straightened up as if someone grabbed her. Her hand went automatically between her legs.Both Jack and Bill were staring at Sally. Both had budges in their pants as they watched her react to the stimulation going on between her legs.Sally looked up at them with a very wicked smile. She was swaying slowly and her hands rose to cup her own breasts as she watched the two men watch her."Now for the best part," Bill whispered anticipating the next move. He turned the last small button. This turned on the vibrator attached to the suction cup that was currently attached to Sally's now very swollen clitoris."Oh my God!" Sally moaned as she felt the direct stimulation of her clitoris along with the vibrations deep within her womb and her bowels. It was too much and Sally slowly slid down onto the floor. The men watch as Sally began to wiggle and hump in a most provocative and obscene manner."Holy shit," Bill said. "Hope you don't mind." Bill pulled out his erect cock and began to masturbate as he watch Jack's wife humping the air on the floor.Jack looked over at Bill's actions. He too felt a hard cock in his pants. "What the hell!" Jack said as he pulled out his own dick.Sally was in her own world of ecstasy and did not care that there were two men with their cocks in their hands watching Sally grinding her hips in the air fucking a vibrator. In fact she liked it and she experienced orgasm after orgasm lying on the hard floor of Bill's Adult Toy Store.-= Chapter 6 =-Sally and Jack were a very happy couple. Their sex life had dramatically improved and both their libidos were higher than they had been in years. Jack did not know what had happened but he was very pleased. Sally had very guilty feelings over what she had done with Josh but could not help but like the way things had changed and she owed most of this to Josh. Josh had awakened feelings in Sally that she thought were dead. Now they had arisen and Jack was also the beneficiary."Jack, get up. We are going to be late for Church," Sally said to Jack as she shook the bed."Okay, I'm up," Jack said slowly rising from the bed.They both dressed and Jack was reading the Sunday paper as Sally walked in to the room. "Do you like my new dress?" Sally asked.Josh looked up and saw that Sally was wearing a black dress. It had a conservative look but was rather short. Short enough to give a strong sense of sexiness. "Yeah, I like the dress very much," Jack said. "Pull it up a little and let me see what is under it." Jack used to be very conservative when it related to sex. He would have never asked his wife to exhibit herself like this. But now he loved to have Sally display herself for him, the more obscene the better."Oh Jack," Sally said and pulled the skirt up so Jack could see her black lacy panties. He looked at her soft creamy thigh and the secrets of her womanhood hidden by the black silk of her panties."Come over here a minute."Sally walked over to where Jack was sitting. She was still holding the dress up so that he had a good view of her dark panties.As she reached him he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close to him. He put his face in her crotch. He expertly pulled her panties aside and gave her pussy a good licking."Oh my Jack, that feels really great. I wish we could but we are going to be late for Church," Sally said regretting they did not have time to finish. They had not been to Church for several weeks and Sally wanted to go."Ok Sally," Jack replied smacking his lips. "Let me do one thing." Jack quickly pulled Sally's panties down her long legs."Step out of them.""What are you doing Jack? I can't go to Church without panties on," she said."Oh yes you can," Jack replied and Sally stepped out of the panties."Jack you are crazy," Sally said and felt the cool air on her exposed pussy. She could feel a familiar tingle and she could feel a bit of moisture and that was more than just Jack's saliva. Lately Sally's pussy was almost always moist, a moisture fueled by her newfound libido. It seldom left her. Sally loved it. "Let's go," Jack said.Sally smoothed out her skirt. It seemed that her skirt was much shorter than it had been when she was wearing panties. Sally hoped she didn't leak on anything.The Temple Street Baptist Church in Mastersonville was a small Church. The Reverend Alfred Wallace had been minister there for the past four years and both Jack and Sally liked him. He could be somewhat stern but he gave good sermons.The Church did not have pews but congregation sat in folding chairs. The congregations usually numbered between 30 and 40 people. They had a choir of six or seven and Mrs. Carol Wallace, the minister's, wife played the piano. Sally really like Mrs. Wallace. She seemed to be a very nice person.Sally and Jack sat on the front row and Sally waved to Mrs. Wallace who was seated slightly above the congregation at her piano. She had already begun playing when they arrived. She smiled at Sally as they sat down. Sally was careful to pull her dress down as she seated herself. She was unaware that the style of the dress made it possible for a person with just the right angle to get a good view all the way up her long legs every time she crossed her them.Mrs. Wallace was unaware of the show she would witness today.Reverend Sam Wallace was a rather strange man. Jack and Sally were unaware of this only knowing him in his ministerial role. Mrs. Wallace was very aware of her husband's strange ideals but her codependency kept her line and she could not even conceive of a life without him.Carol Wallace was well aware that her husband had often been unfaithful to her. She not only knew this but her husband sometimes enjoyed telling her the details of his escapades. She felt her husband's actions were wrong but he always explained his actions away. Carol also disagreed with some of his ministerial counseling techniques. He countered that while they were unusual, they were very successful. Carol had to admit from what he told her that his techniques were effective.Her husband's favorite counseling always involved a female who was suffering from some type of depression. Usually they were having some type of marital difficulties and Reverend Wallace usually was able to help.Carol and her husband had a very strange relationship but all in all she was secure with it. She was even okay with their very strange sex life.This morning Carol began playing. She watched as Jack and Sally sat down. She saw Sally smile at her and she returned the smile. However, as Sally sat down Carol noticed something odd. "I don't think Sally is wearing panties," Carol said to herself as she continued to play. She always thought of Sally as very conservative and proper. She could never think of Sally as doing something as strange as coming to Church without panties.The song finished and the preliminaries to the service began. Carol was able to sit back a little to await her next song. She sat in an area where she was not very visible to the congregation. Her husband wanted all eyes focused on him while he spoke. Carol was fine with this and liked the fact she could look out over the congregation largely unseen behind the piano.Today she was paying special attention to Sally. The next time Sally crossed her legs, there was a brief time that her short dress rose up and as Sally adjusted it, the dress rose even higher. As she moved her legs into a new position Carol got a direct view of Sally's vagina. Carol could even tell that Sally was clean shaven.All during the service Carol caught glimpses of Sally's pussy. She could not believe what she was seeing. Carol was the only person positioned in a way to be able to see up Sally's skirt and she was definitely taking advantage of the view. What bothered Carol the most was she also could believe the effect it was having on her. Carol was not much of a sexual person. About the only sex she performed was oral sex on her husband. This was not in a loving or even sexy manner. It was mostly the fact that her husband liked her in a very subservient role. Alfred Wallace often would sit in his large easy chair and have her kneel between his legs. While he read the paper Carol would minister to her husband's usually limp dick. He liked the fact that she had it in her mouth and did not seem to care whether he became hard or not. He also liked her to suck on his dick while he went to sleep. Carol accepted this as part of being his wife. She did not always like it and seldom obtained any sexual pleasure from it but it was part of her duties. As result Carol was even more surprised and somewhat alarmed by the fact that her seeing Sally's pussy in Church was awakening her libido.What Carol did not know was that Jack had caught a glimpse of Carol watching his wife. Carol was so involved in catching glimpses of Sally's pussy that she did not noticed Jack watching her. All during the service Jack kept an eye on Carol and the fact she was looking at Sally's pussy was very obvious. Also the fact that several times Carol had smile on her fact indicated she might be enjoying the show.Reverend Wallace said goodbye to all his members and then he and Carol returned home. They had a nice meal, Carol was a good cook, and retired to the living room. Reverend Wallace sat in his chair."Come here Carol," he called. This was their normal routine and Carol was very used to it. Usually after a sermon her husband needed some down time. This meant it was time for her to go to work.As usual he would give her instructions and she would comply."Come here Carol."Carol walked over and stood before him. She was still wearing her white blouse and long skirt. "Open your blouse."Carol unbuttoned her blouse revealing a white bra that totally engulfed her rather small breasts."Take off the blouse and bra so I can see your tinny titties," he said in gruff insulting manner.Carol took of the blouse and bra. She stood there before him with her 34 b size breasts."Go get the squeeze," he instructed.Carol did not particularly like her husband's invention. He had taken a car's inner tube and created his own idea of a bra. Only this bra did not really support anything but was very tight and made her small breasts protrude in a rather obscene manner.Carol returned with the squeeze."Ok come here and breathe out," Alfred instructed his wife. The squeezed did not cover her breast but encircled them. It was designed so it fit like a very large rubber band around her breast squeezing them outward. It then had a strap that went around her back pushing her breasts out even further."Ok let me see what we have."Carol back away and stood before her husband. She still had on her skirt but her small breasts now were squeezed tight and jutted forward almost looking as if she had a boob job."Not bad today Carol. You look like the good Church woman you are." Alfred always felt he deserved more than Carol. But he also knew that no other woman would ever put up with the things he made Carol do. He took a perverse pleasure in degrading her and felt this was simply his right as her husband."Ok, Carol pull off your skirt," he continuedCarol pulled off her skirt revealing her white cotton panties."The panties."She took of the panties and stool before him. He always demanded that she be totally clean shaven."Get the special pantyhose and let's see how you look."Again this was his own design. The pantyhose were made of strong material but at the time again he added some things from his inner tube. The effect was to cover her feet and legs with the hose material. Then a rubber belt around her waist held it up but other than two small striped down her side her entire pubic regions was open for view.Carol stood there before her husband."Yes, you look like the good wife now. But you know even with all these efforts I go through you still are not sexy enough to give me an erection. Get down here and suck on my manhood while I read the paper."Carol knelt down between her husband's legs. He was now wearing only boxer shorts. She pulled his limp dick out and began to nurse on it. She knew she might be spending the remainder of the afternoon in this position.What was unusual today was her thoughts were returning the Sally and Sally's pussy. As she thought of this she noticed that the straps of the squeeze felt rather good today. She noticed that her nipples were somewhat perky. Also, she could feel the air of the room circulating around her own pussy and realized there was some moisture. Carol was not allowed to touch herself but while her husband read his paper she slipped her hand quickly along her cunt and shivered at the sensation.The only thing that ever seemed to arouse her husband while she suckled his cock was when he told her stories of his ministerial counseling. He had some very unorthodox techniques but they actually seemed to work with the right person."I saw Beth Anderson for the last time on Wednesday. She is doing quite well now and her husband is very happy with the change. She is now being a proper wife doing what a wife should do," Alfred said as he put down the newspaper and looked down at his wife continued to suck his dick.'My technique is quite good. It is just too bad that I cannot tell anyone about it. I would be thrown out the Church if I did.Alfred thought back to his counseling sessions with Beth.Beth Anderson had only been married for 6 months when she approached Reverend Anderson with some problems in her marriage. He agreed to meet with her and she appeared at his private office."What is the problem?" he began."My husband does not seem to notice anymore. When we were dating he was always nice and considered. Now he all he does is come home from work and either watch TV or play computer games. He is not even interested in sex," Beth explained."So what do you do about it?" he asked."Not much. I ask him to spend time with me. I even tried a couple of times to talk to him about sex but I am very uncomfortable talking about such things.""Why are you uncomfortable talking about sex to your husband? He is your husband," Alfred said to make a point."I don't know I am very uncomfortable saying anything about sex.""Do you think sex is bad?" he asked the young girl. He noticed that she was dressed in baggy pants and loose fitting blouse that revealed little of her figure."No, I don't think it is bad. It is just nasty.""What is nasty about?" he continued to pursue the subject noticing that Beth was becoming very uncomfortable."It just is. My father used to tell me how bad women were that really liked sex. I feel guilty just talking to you about.""Sex is a very natural human experience and there is nothing nasty about it," Alfred felt he could help this girl with his illegal techniques."I know that but I do feel that it is. I guess this may be part of my problem with Mike. He wants me to be more adventuresome but I just can't," Beth explained now near to tears."So what kind of sex are you comfortable with Beth?" Alfred asked."Just the normal kind," she replied looking down."What is the normal kind?""You know, in the dark, in bed, he gets on top.""That's it. This is the only kind of sex you like.""That is the only kind I will do. Anything else and I begin to feel terrible," she replied now some tears were forming."Do you ever let Mike see you in the nude?""Oh no, even if he walks in while I am showering then I become upset and he usually get angry with me.""No wonder you are having problems in your marriage Beth. I don't know where you got all the negative ideas about sex but sex is a good thing.""I guess my father told me all the bad things. My mother died when I was 9 and my father raised me. When I began to develop and go through puberty things were difficult for us. He used to make fun of me and told me boys would never like me. Beth was now sobbing."It sounds as if your father was emotional abusive to you. Did he ever beat you?""Yes, whenever I did anything he did not like. He would make me pull off my pants and lay on his lap. He would then pull down my panties and give me a spanking. It always hurt badly.""Did he ever look at you naked?""Yes he would inspect me several times a week. He wanted to see how I was developing. He was interested in my breasts. He made fun of them and this really upset me. I did not have anything to do with boys until I met Mike. He was different but now I cannot even make him happy. Beth took several tissues and dried her eyes."Well Beth the good news is I can help you.""Oh can you Reverend Wallace?""Yes, I can. However, the technique that I use is strongly opposed by my superiors. If you decide to let me help you, you must agree that everything that happens here is between you and me, no one else can know. If you were to tell them then my technique will not help you. Is that understood?""Yes Reverend Wallace. I trust and will do anything that will help my situation.""Okay with this procedure I will ask you to do some things that at first will increase your anxieties. This is all part of the process and the way it works. At anytime you can tell me to stop and I will. Okay?""Yes, I understand," Beth whimpered."Now you have to understand that you have many problems with your sexuality and that is where we have to begin. We have to work on making you more comfortable with sexual issues. You will be required to do some things that make you uncomfortable. Again, at anytime you can tell me to stop. Also, everything that happens is confidential and will never leave this room.""Yes I understand and I am will to do whatever I need to do," Beth replied."Ok the first thing is for you to come over here," Reverend Wallace said.Beth stood up and walked to the center of the room. Alfred got up and sat in a chair with Beth facing him."Ok the first thing we will work on is your feelings about your body. Remove your blouse," he ordered."What do you mean remove my blouse, right here in front of you, a preacher?" Beth was petrified."Yes, that is exactly what I mean. Beth you can either do this or not. It is up to you."Beth looked at Alfred and began to unbutton her blouse. Her husband, Mike, had only seen her a few times in her bra."Go ahead Beth," Alfred urged.Beth unbuttoned the last button and let the blouse drop to the floor. She stood there and Alfred looked at what he judged to be 36 c breasts. He noticed that the bra completely hid them and there was nothing sexually attractive about the bra."How do you feel Beth?""I feel terrible. You at sitting there and looking at my nakedness.""Beth, you are not naked. I can see very little of your body. For this to help you, you need to tell me everything that is going through your mind."Carol Wallace continued to suck on her husband's flaccid cock as she watched his eyes closed. He often would fall asleep and she was left to minister to his cock until he awakened. This was sometimes for over an hour. However, as Carol continued to suck she was thinking of Sally's pussy and was feeling very odd sensations in her own pussy. She was also surprised that her husband's cock began to twitch. Between the thoughts of Sally's naked pussy, her own pussy's sensations, her husband's twitching cock, Carol wondered what did happen in Beth session that was causing her husband's cock to begin awakening from its long slumber."But Reverend Wallace I feel so naked. Just standing here in front of you.""Search within yourself Beth. Do you feel anything else?"Beth was silent for a moment and whispered, "Yes, I feel something else. I feel funny in my stomach.""Is it a good feeling or a bad feeling?" Alfred asked."I don't know. If feels funny. I feel tingling inside me.""Okay that is a good sign. It is a sign that we should progress. Okay?""Okay, I guess," Beth said very unsure of what was happening to her."Remove your sweat pants," Alfred ordered taking note of Beth's reaction."No, I can't do that. You will see my legs and my panties. No please Reverend, don't make me do that!" Beth pleaded."Beth, I am not going to make you do anything. If you want things to get better then you have to choose to do what I ask. I am only working toward helping you," Alfred said but noticed there was something beginning to awaken inside his trousers.Beth now in tears reached down and unfastened the string holding on her sweat pants. She pulled them open and allowed them fall down her legs. She then stepped out of them and stood before Alfred.Alfred took a slow looked at Beth. She was standing there with her head bow. She had nice long legs, she was wearing white cotton panties, her stomach was tight, and her breasts were of a nice size even though the ugly bra covered most of them. Alfred also noted Beth had a very cute face."Beth, look at me."Beth slowly let her eyes meet Alfred."Why are you so ashamed of your body and the way you body works?""I don't know. It is wrong to let anyone see me like this.""What's wrong with you letting someone you care for admire your beauty?""It's just wrong. It is nasty. You should not enjoy such things," Beth whispered."I just can't do this," she said as she quickly dressed.Alfred watched her and said nothing.She quickly left his office.-= Chapter 7 =-Alfred Wallace kept normal hours at his church office. He was not surprised when Beth Anderson sheepishly walked into his office."Hi Beth, how are you?" he said as he stood up to greet her."Not too well Reverend Wallace," she replied."Well, tell me what I can do to help," Reverend Wallace said."After our counseling session I felt worse than ever. I was so ashamed of you seeing me like that but I was also ashamed of being so weak that I could not let you help me," Beth said and began to cry."Come on in and let's talk about this," Reverend Wallace replied and shut the office door. He also made a point to lock it.Beth sat down in the chair next to his desk."I went home and tried to talk to Mike. I did not tell him anything about what we did other than I was thinking of having you counsel me. Mike thought it was a good idea. He said I had too many hang ups and this was hurting our marriage. He said sometimes he did not think we should have gotten married," Beth said and tears began to flow down her cheeks."Okay Beth tell me what I can do to help you. What do you want me to do?" he asked."I want you to help me learn how to please Mike. I want to make him happy and be a good wife," Beth pleaded."What do you want me to do Beth?""Can continue with what we began last week? Do you think it would help me be a good wife?" Beth whimpered."If you are you sure then we can proceed with the counseling." he said."Yes, I am sure. I will do whatever it is that will allow you to help me with my problems at home," Beth answered."Okay, if you are sure I have some time right now to work with you. It is up to you.""I am ready Reverend Wallace.""Okay Beth as I remembered I had instructed you on what we were going to do. I have to emphasize the fact that everything has to be confidential both for your protection and for mine. Do you understand?""Yes.""Remember you can stop me at any point by simply telling me to stop.""Yes, I remember. I will do whatever you tell me.""We will begin where we left off." Reverend Wallace noticed that Beth was wearing a loose fitting blouse and blue jeans. "Stand her before me." Beth got up moved to where he sat. "Take off the blouse and the jeans," he instructed as she stood directly before him.Beth complied. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse and laid it on the desk. She then unbuttoned her jeans and stepped out of them.Reverend Wallace looked at Beth. She stood before him and a rather unflattering bra covering her 36C breasts. She also wore white cotton panties. She stood there with her sneakers and white socks."How do you feel Beth?" he asked."I feel very ashamed of standing here with you looking at my body.""Do you feel anything else?""Not really," she answered."Search through your body. Do any parts of your body have any odd sensations such as tingling?"Beth thought about this and was shocked to notice that her nipples were beginning to harden. The more she noticed this the more her nipples began to respond. Her anxiety level began to increase thinking maybe the Reverend would be able to see her nipples protruding through the bra.Reverend Wallace watched Beth and knew that she had noticed something."What are you feeling Beth?""I don't know. I feel kind of funny." Beth almost whispered, "My breasts feel funny.""How do you breasts feel Beth?" he asked and leaned forward slightly."My nipples feel tingly," Beth said in complete embarrassment."Okay that is a good sign. Let me see them.""What did you say?" Beth asked in amazement."Show me your titties," Reverend Wallace said using words that he knew would further shock Beth."It would not be right for you to see my titties, I mean my breasts," Beth said quickly correcting her words."It would be very therapeutic for you to show me your titties."Beth looked at the floor and felt tears begin to form in her eyes."No Beth I don't want to see tears, I want to see your titties," he said with a tone that indicated his impatience.Beth reached behind her and began to fumble with the bra. As Beth began to unclasp her bra she was shocked to notice again that her titties were becoming excited. She could not believe that she was excited by the fact she was going to show her minister her titties.Beth let the bra dropped to the floor. She stood there and allowed Reverend Wallace to have a full view of her breasts."Beth, you have lovely titties," Reverend Wallace said."Thanks you Reverend," Beth did not know what to say. She watched as the Reverend's eyes drank in the sight of her almost perfect titties. Her brown nipples stood very erect and it was not because of the cold. Beth could feel her entire body tingle as Reverend Wallace's eyes moved across her body."How do you feel Beth?""I feel really strange," she replied."How does it feel for you to be standing here letting me look at your pretty titties?" he asked."It is very uncomfortable."Reverend Wallace had noticed Beth's erect nipples. He had also noticed the change in Beth's breath to more rapid shallow breathing. There was also a flush in her cheeks. He decided to push Beth a little."Beth, you looked like you are having some sexual feelings," he suddenly said.This took Beth off guard."No Reverend, I don't have any of those feelings." Even as Beth said this old issues resurfaced regarding her father and some of the mixed emotions she had then. This was becoming too much for Beth because she knew she was having sexual feelings and they were fast becoming more intense."Beth you know you can't lie to me," he said."Oh Reverend I don't know what to say.""Take off your panties," Reverend Wallace suddenly ordered.Beth in her confused state simply responded by pulling down her panties and stepping out of them. She was now standing totally naked before Reverend Wallace.Reverend Wallace noticed that Beth did not shave her pubic hair and had a rather large patch of dark hair covering her pubic area."How do you feel now that I am looking at your titties and your pussy?""I don't know Reverend. I feel very confused. I don't know how I feel.""Beth it is normal for a man to fully enjoy looking at woman's body. You are confused due to some things your father said and did to you. It is not okay for a father to abuse his daughter. It is okay for a man to be sexually aroused looking at a pretty woman such as yourself. Even a minister gets turned on. Do you understand Beth?""I guess so," Beth answered not knowing what was happening."Beth, as a woman you should be complimented that when a man looks upon your body he begins to feel things. Even a minister gets a hard dick when he looks at a pussy like yours," Reverend Wallace continued feeling his hard dick poking against the fabric of his trousers. Beth could hear his words but she felt as if she were in a dense fog. Her body was sending her mixed signals of sensations. She continued to feel very ashamed of what she was doing but as the Reverend gave her permission she began to experience other feelings as well. "Beth you are a woman and it is natural for a woman to please her man," Reverend Wallace told Beth expressing his own ideas about women and how they exist primarily to serve men. "Beth it is only natural that you would become sexually excited by showing me your body. Human beings are very sexual creatures," he continued.Beth was now beginning to experience her own sexuality. Long ago she had sublimated many of these feelings. Her father had scolded her on the evils of the body. Now she was wondering if her father had been wrong. Memories of her own young sexual explorations of herself began to emerge in her consciousness."Beth do you feel it?" the Reverend shouted in his most fervent minister's voice."Beth do you feel it down deep, down deep in her pussy? Do you feel your button awakening, awakening to the spirit of your own animalistic desires? Do you feel it Beth?""Yes Reverend, I am feeling it," surprised at her body's reaction to the Reverend's words. "It feels good. My pussy feels alive again." Beth was shocked at her own words. But she was becoming lost in the sensations of sex."Beth do you want to continue; do you want to feel it?" Reverend Wallace continued."Yes, Reverend, I want to feel every bit of it!" Beth screamed."Beth it is okay for a woman to be her husband's whore. A man likes for his wife to act like a slut at times. It really turns men on for a woman to parade herself in front of a man. It is also normal for her to be very excited by letting a man see her acting like a whore. Just like you are doing right now. Tell Beth is this turning you on? Is you pussy wet Beth? Is your pussy really wet?" Reverend Wallace said continuing to press Beth and watch her reactions. He also was well aware of the effect it was having on him. "Yes, my pussy is wet," she replied. Beth was still confused but now she had the Reverend's permission to act like the slutty little girl that she always wanted to be. She wanted to play with her pussy. She wanted to fuck and suck and do all the things her daddy told her was wrong, things that good girls did not do."Touch yourself Beth. Run your fingers around your pussy. Feel your clit and rub it," Reverend Wallace commanded."Oh God yes, I feel it and it feels fantastic." Beth could not believe the sensations she was experiencing. It was a part of her that she had forgotten existed.Then the reality of the situation struck Beth. Here she was totally naked, rubbing her pussy in front of Reverend Wallace. What's more she loved it."I am such a terrible person. I can't believe what I'm doing Reverend. Please forgive me," Beth pleaded returning once again to her previous thinking patterns."There is nothing to forgive. Listen to me Beth. It is okay that your pussy is feeling so hot and wet. That is a natural state for a woman. You are a bitch in heat. It is nature," Reverend Wallace explained.Reverend Wallace watched as Beth swayed unsteady on her feet. Her hand was between her legs exploring passions that she had never known. Reverend Wallace knew it was time for him to complete his overall mission."Beth there is one more thing you have to do before we can finish this session. Do you want to complete it?""Yes, oh yes, I want to do whatever you tell me," Beth moaned still rubbing her pussy."Beth for a woman to recapture her sexuality she needs to have the seed of a man flowing into her. Since Mike is not here I will have to complete the process.""What do you mean Reverend? I don't understand." Beth gasped as a wave of passion flowed through her."Your husband is the only man who can rightfully fuck your pussy. However, it will also suffice for you to ingest the seed of a man to fuel your passion. Do you understand?" the Reverend explained."No, please help me Reverend. I don't want to lose what I have gained. Please help me," Beth pleaded knowing she liked the way she was feeling and wanted to experience this with Mike, her husband."Ok then you will have to suck my cock and ingest my cum. That will keep the process alive. A woman must have cum flowing somehow into her body in order to keep the sexual libido flowing. Do you understand that Beth."Beth felt very confused. It sounded like Reverend Wallace was telling her she had to suck him off in order to be healed. When Beth look at Reverend Wallace holding his hard cock in his hand Beth understood what was expected of her. Beth had never sucked a guy off and did not know what to expect."Come here Beth," Reverend Wallace commanded.Beth approached the Reverend."Kneel down before me woman," Reverend commanded.Beth knelt down before her minister.Reverend Wallace rubbed his cock around Beth's face. Beth could feel the texture of the head of his penis and felt a droplet of pre-cum as his dickhead rubbed her soft skin."Open your mouth Beth!"Beth opened mouth."Now lick the head of my cock."Beth began to lick the head of his cock. She tasted some of the pre-cum and the salt of his skin. She could not believe what this was doing to her."Be careful with your teeth," Reverend instructed as he pushed his cock into her mouth.Beth took most of his cock into her mouth as she continued to minister to her own pussy."Beth I want you to lick and suck on my cock. Pay special attention to the pee hole and to the head. That is where all the pleasure points are."Beth did the best she could and from Reverend Wallace's moans it appeared she was doing a good job. As she continued to nurse on his cock Reverend Wallace began to fuck Beth's mouth, pushing it in and out. Beth accepted his cock into her mouth and it even intruded into her throat. Beth gagged a few times but was able to tolerate the Reverend's thrusting down her throat."Beth it will not be long till I shoot my seed into you. Take every drop. Never waste any of a man's cum. It is very good for you whether to make babies or for you to nurse yourself on. Babies nurse on titties but women should nurse on cocks," Reverend Wallace explained again indoctrinating Beth to his own philosophy of women."Mgggggg," Beth said in agreement as she had most of his cock in her mouth."I'm about to cum. Ahhhhh!"Beth braced herself."Ohhhhh!" Reverend Wallace screamed.Beth felt the head of Reverend Wallace's cock expand and felt him thrust even deeper into her throat. Suddenly her throat was flooded with cum. Beth gagged but continued to suck and swallow all of his cum that she could. "Ahhhhh," Reverend Wallace moaned as he continued to fuck Beth's face.As Beth felt the first load of cum go down her throat her pussy exploded. She had the most intense orgasm she had ever known. In fact she did not know one could feel this way and live. It seems her whole body exploded and the center point was her clitoris. It protruded out like never before and Beth pinched and rubbed it raw."Oh my God!" Beth screamed into Reverend Wallace's cock as she had orgasm after orgasm.Reverend Wallace could feel the vibrations from Beth's vocal chords on his cock and this served to increase the stimulation he was feeling.As Reverend emptied his last load of cum he collapsed in the chair behind him.Beth collapsed on the floor in front on him, her hand still rubbing her cunt. She continued to moan with several aftershocks of orgasm as Reverend Wallace watch."Beth, I think we have accomplished a lot today," he said.Beth just looked up at him from where she lay on the floor."Beth spread your legs like a slut and let me see your cunt," Reverend Wallace commanded. He was enjoying the power that he now had over Beth."Beth how does it feel that I am sitting and you are spreading your legs revealing you pussy to me?" he asked."I feel like a slut. I feel like a real whore and I am so ashamed," Beth whimpered."Beth, you are a slut and you are a whore but that is what you are. All women are whores and sluts. It the way things are. You do not have to be ashamed of it. You can feel good about being a slut. You are also a fine person and you can be happy being both a slut and a good person. Do you understand Beth?" he asked."Yes, I think so. It is okay for me to act like a slut and whore with Mike, my husband but it does not mean I am a bad person," Beth replied."That is exactly what I mean," Reverend Wallace said with a big smile on his face. He was still sitting above Beth looking at her lying before him with her legs spread in a very obscene manner."Beth, get on your knees and come here. Lick the head of my dick and clean it off good."Beth climbed to her knees and began to lick the head of Reverend Wallace's cock. There was still some cum in the hole and she sucked all of it out. "Clean my balls too," the Reverend instructed.Beth reach under Reverend Wallace's cock and cupped his balls in her hands. She then proceeded to give them a good licking."Very nice Beth, you have now passed the test. You are ready to be a good wife and slut to Mike. When you go home and I want you to present yourself to your husband and tell him you will do anything that he wants. How do you think he will react?""I don't know what he will say. He probably won't believe me when I say that.""I want you to tell him that and then to show him I want you to undress in front of him. Before you do this I want you to shave all the hair off your pussy. Men like that. Then when you present yourself to your husband he will see that you mean what you say. Will you do this for Mike?""It will be hard for me to do but I promise I will do it," she replied."Okay then I want to see you again in a week and I want a full report. I expect that you will have several injections of cum during that time. This can be oral, vaginal, or anal. It does not matter as long as you get it," Reverend Wallace explained."Anal?" Beth asked."Yes, anywhere your husband wants to fuck is okay. Do you understand?""Yes I understand.""I will teach you some more things about sex since it is obvious you do not know much about what men like. But for right now the show you put on for me today will be plenty for Mike. I think he will really like what you do for him and you will totally reawaken his interest in sex.""Now put your clothes on and I will see you next week.As Beth dressed she began to wonder how things would go with Mike. It was one thing to be with the Reverend. He was such a wise man and could tell her what to do. With Mike it would be different but she felt a surge of excitement at the thought of sucking and fucking her husband in her new whorish fashion."Bye Beth," Reverend Wallace said as Beth left his office. He sat back in his chair and felt very good. He had helped Beth and his own cock had its needs satisfied in the process. It had been a very good session indeed. He also looked forward to the next session and Beth's revelations on how she satisfied her husband. Reverend Wallace laughed at the surprised Mike was going to have when he saw his wife standing before him like the slut she wanted to be.-= Chapter 8 =-Beth spent the next day feeling very anxious over how she would handle things with her husband, Mike. He knew that she had gone to two sessions of counseling with Rev. Wallace but Beth told him she could not talk about the sessions. She did tell her husband she felt it was helping.Beth stood and looked at herself in front of her mirror. She was standing nude wanting to look sexy for her husband. He would be coming home in about an hour and she wanted to follow Rev. Wallace's instructions on satisfying her husband. The fact that Rev. Wallace told her it was morally okay to act as a whore for your husband was having a strange affect on her. In the past sex was not something Beth thought about much but now standing here looking herself she was feeling a stirring deep inside. She now had permission so that anything that her husband wanted her to do was okay. Beth remembered sucking Rev. Wallace's cock during her session but trusted that he was just trying to help her with her problem. She wondered if it was okay that the thought of Rev. Wallace's cock was giving her a strange itch. Her hand went automatically to rub it and Beth watched as her fingers touched her now erect clit."Oh my, what am I doing?" Beth asked herself but was enjoying the feeling of her soft fingers massaging her pussy. "I had better stop this," Beth said aloud thinking she wanted to save her sexuality for her husband. It was not right to just please oneself."Remember Rev. Wallace's instructions," she said as she reluctantly moved her hand away from the soft folds between her legs that now were moist with her own sex juice. Beth looked around to make sure no one was there even though she knew she was alone and quickly licked some of her own juice off her fingers. She smiled as she tasted herself.Beth suddenly remembered an incident several years ago. She was a teenager. She and her friend Sarah had been partying. They were both drunk. When they returned home Beth fell asleep on the couch. It was some time later that Beth began to have a wonderful dream and felt a fantastic sensation that was coming from between her legs. When she opened her eyes she discovered she was lying on the couch naked. Her friend Sarah was busy kissing and licking her most intimate area. Beth was not a lesbian but with the alcohol and the sensation of Sarah's tongue she could not bring herself to make Sarah stop. The orgasm simply overwhelmed her as she buckle her hips into Sarah's willing mouth and allowed Sarah to tongue fuck her. After the ecstasy of the moment had finally passed and Sarah rose up, Beth pretended to be asleep but she watched as Sarah sat back on the couch looking at her. Beth watched between half closed eyes as Sarah spread her legs giving Beth a clear view of her wet pussy. Sarah then proceeded to masturbate herself to an orgasmic delight all the while knowing her friend was watching. She and Sarah never spoke of this again. Sarah was surprised that she remembered this incident in such detail. She also found that her hand had moved back down her body and was rubbing her pussy. Beth was very close to an orgasm but stopped wanting to save everything for Mike.Rev. Wallace recommended in their session that Beth do something totally uncharacteristic and greet her husband as he came home from work totally nude. This was very different since Mike seldom saw his wife totally naked. She was much too shy and afraid of her own sexuality to allow this. Now she had been given permission and was going to bare all to her husband and hoped for the best. The last few months of their relationship had not gone well so she did not feel she had much to lose. She knew her husband was sexually frustrated and the last thing she wanted was for him to find someone else. She had to do what she had to do and the fact she was now sexually excited herself only increased her anxieties about his arrival.The next hour went slowly as Beth sat in the living room attempting to adjust to being naked. She also had to fight a strong desire to rub the itch between her legs. Beth heard the car drive up the driveway and peeked out the window to see her husband walking up the sidewalk toward the door. She heard the click of the lock and the door opened. Beth stood up and tried to look sexy."What the hell?" Mike said as he walked into the living room and saw his nude wife just standing there."Hi Mike," Beth said quietly feeling as if the entire world was looking at her naked body. She just knew that Mike would be totally disgusted with her blatant sexuality. She also could not believe the fire that was burning in her pussy."Hi," Mike said totally surprised at his wife's strange behavior."I want to have sex with you," Beth whispered not knowing what her husband's reaction would be but trusting in Rev. Wallace's recommendations."What!" Mike replied feeling as if he had just entered the twilight zone."I want to have sex with you. I want to make you feel like the man you are." Beth said hoping to entice her husband. Beth wished Rev. Wallace had told her what to say."Okay, that sounds like a good idea," Mike said slowly recovering from the shock of seeing his extremely proper and shy wife not only standing naked but asking for sex. In the past he always had to initiate any sexual move and even then it was very unlikely his wife would comply. In fact, it had been over two months since they had any type of sexual relationship. "Mike, I love you and want you to do whatever you want to me," Beth whispered. "I want you to fuck me."Mike could not believe his ears but his own sexual desires were beginning to flame. He decided he did not want to attempt to understand anything at the moment. There would be time enough for that, right now, his cock was poking uncomfortably in his pants. He had often wanted Beth to come to him begging for sex. Now for some reason it seemed he was getting his wish.Mike dropped his briefcase on the floor and pulled his wife toward him. He felt the skin of her nude back as he bent down to kiss her moist lips. He fully expected the normal resistance to his tongue going into her mouth but he was surprised. Not only did Beth not resist she licked and suckled his tongue. This resulted in an intense fire that raced down Mike's body and his cock was fully engorged with blood.Mike released Beth and quickly dropped his trousers and briefs. He was standing there with his cock standing at full attention."I'm so glad I turn you on," Beth said as Mike saw her staring at his cock. Beth felt an extreme rush that Mike was responding to her advances. It was relief of her anxieties and now all her energies were free to express themselves in her deep sexual desires. Her pussy was inflamed and her clit was budding."I don't know what has gotten into to you but you sure do turn me on," he replied. It was been a long time since Mike's cock was as hard as it was now. All he could think was he wanted it buried deep inside his willing wife.Beth felt relieved that everything was working out just like Rev. Wallace had predicted. She also felt wetness between her legs. She wanted to be her husband's slut and whore. She wanted his cock fucking her pussy."Please fuck me Mike," she pleaded loosing herself in the moment.Mike was happy to oblige his wife's wishes. He pulled her down to the carpet. He spread her legs and noticed that her pussy was juiced up ready for his cock. He lay on her and with a large thrust pushed his cock deep within her."Oh, Mike!" Beth screamed as she felt his hard member enter her womb."Oh fuck!" Mike cried and he began to furiously pump his wife. Several weeks of sexual frustration was fueling this fucking of his wife. It did not take long for him to feel the rush and his cock swelled inside his wife's pussy. "Oh my God I am going to cum!" Mike cried as he felt his cock ready to explode."Oh fuck me Mike!" Beth replied as her pussy sucked her husband's cock even further within her.Mike gave several more short thrusts and then with all his might he impaled Beth's pussy with his cock as his cum shot off like a cannon inside his wife.Beth could feel her husband's cock expanding and knew she was now the whore wife that Mike deserved. As she felt the wet sperm enter her womb her clit also cried out in pleasure as Beth experienced an engulfing orgasm that swept her entire body. As Mike's cock began to shrink he could still feel Beth shivering with the pleasure he had given her. Mike was totally satisfied with married life for the first time in a long time.Mike rolled off his wife and lay on the floor. He was still wearing his now wrinkled shirt and tie. He was totally confused over what had just happened but he liked it."Did you really like that Mike?" Beth asked as she lay next to him."It was fantastic. I sure hope we can do it again. I don't know what has changed but I fucking love it. You were great," Mike said as he praised his wife's performance. Mike now did not know what to think but he wanted to make sure that whatever was going on with Beth would continue. "We can do it whenever you want. Just tell me what you want me to do. I am your wife and I am now your whore," Beth said and was shocked at the surge she felt as she spoke those words. Rev. Wallace's advice sure had changed things and Beth liked it. For the first time she felt free of her father's condemnation of her sexuality."Beth, you can be my whore anytime. I love it. Your pussy was hotter than it has ever been and I love it when you talk dirty," Mike said and laughed."From now on I will do whatever you want. I love your cock in my pussy and you can fuck me whenever you want to," Beth answered making sure to use dirty words."That sounds great. I guess I had better clean up and put my things away," Mike said getting up off the floor."Ok, I have prepared dinner and I will go finish it while you clean up and put your things away," Beth replied.While Mike was getting ready Beth slipped into a sexy night gown she had never worn. It had been a present at her wedding party and was designed to hide little of the body within. When Mike walked into the kitchen he liked what he saw."Dinner is ready prepared by your own personal slut," Beth said and reached over and kissed her husband. She looked down and saw that she was getting a response because Mike's sweat pants had a noticeable budge.After dinner Beth and Mike prepared for bed. They were both still buzzing from the earlier sexual excitement.Beth was still wearing the sexy nightgown that he remembered her getting at her wedding shower. He noted to himself this was the first time she had ever worn it. He remembered her saying it was nasty and in totally bad taste. He smiled."Was your trip difficult?" Beth asked Mike as he climbed into bed."Yes, it was a real pain but I manage to get through all the meetings. Some of those guys were real jerks but I have to get along with them to get the contracts," Mike sighed as he watched Beth walk toward the bed. He could see her breasts through the thin material and he noticed he could see the darkness of her short pubic hair."Well let me take your mind off everything," Beth said as she sat on the side of the bed."What do you mean?" "You'll see," Beth said as she lean down and licked his chest. She slowly moved down his body with her tongue. She unfastened the briefs and began to pet his flaccid cock."Oh!" Mike said. His wife had never done anything like this. He thought her counseling has worked miracles. He could not imagine anything that Rev. Wallace would have done to have changed his wife into a sexual being."I just love your cock," Beth said and looked up at Mike as she took his now hardened cock into her mouth and began to lick its pee hole."Oh," Mike groaned. Beth was always against any type of oral sex.Beth felt Mike's cock grow hard and was pleased at hearing him give a moan of pleasure. This was what a wife was supposed to do for her husband, just was Rev. Wallace had said. Beth also found that she really liked sucking Mike's cock. It was the first time she had ever done such a thing but she had read about such things and had a good idea of what a man wanted in his cock-sucking wife.Beth was sitting facing Mike as she bent over to take his cock into her mouth. This left her legs toward him. Mike now decided to take advantage of this fact and grabbed Beth by the ankles.Beth looked up but did not resist Mike's pulling her legs."Keep sucking my dick," Mike said as he further adjusted her body. Beth complied and returned to sucking his cock. She felt him pull her on top of him so his head was now between her legs. At first she did not know what he was going to do but then she felt his tongue lick her pussy."Oh God!" she screamed with a mouth full of cock as Mike's tongue buried itself in her wet cunt.This was all too much for Mike. His excitement was intense and he could not control himself as Beth continued to suckle his dick. She felt his cock-head begin to expand and knew she would soon have a load of cum pumped into her mouth."Oh suck it Beth, suck it like a whore!" Mike said as he continued to lick and suckle her clit."Oh eat my pussy Mike," Beth attempted to say but only mumbled due to the large cock in her mouth.Beth felt the first load of cum hit the back of her mouth as Mike's cock swelled. He thrust into her fucking her lips. Beth gagged but managed to swallow the majority of his cum as his dick continued to pour his cum into her mouth. At the same time she felt a huge wave of orgasmic pleasure erupt into her very soul."Oh fuck, you are a damn good cock sucker," Mike said to his wife as she continued to nurse on his now flaccid cock."Thanks," Beth replied with a cum soaked smiled. "Mmmm," she said as Mike gave her pussy a long lick, flicking her clit with his tongue. When Beth climbed off Mike, he could see cum still on her lips and a blob of the white cream on her cheeks. He watched as she licked the cum off her lips."I loved the way you ate my pussy. It was fantastic. I am now your slut wife and I will always be your whore," Beth said and smiled. "You are a great slut and I love this new you," Mike replied as he kissed his wife goodnight.They would both sleep very well.As they were about to go to sleep Mike said, "I don't know what your sessions with Rev. Wallace were like but I love the results.""I do too," she answered.The next morning Mike awakened late since he had the day off Beth had let him sleep. He found himself alone in his bed. As he lay there he wondered if yesterday was a dream. Beth seemed to be a different person. He could not believe how sexy she had become since he has left. He wondered how Rev. Wallace could have achieved such results in so short a time. "Are you awake?" Beth called from the other room."Yeah, just laying here," Mike said."Okay, stay there, I will bring your breakfast.""Wow, breakfast in bed."Mike jaw fell open as Beth entered the room carrying the breakfast tray. What was shocking was the fact she was wearing her high heel black shoes, with a lacy sheer black silk panties, and a matching black bra that only partially covered her 36 C breasts."Your breakfast is served," Beth said as she present the tray to him."You look fantastic," Mike said relieved that last night would be continuing."May I suck your cock while you eat?" Beth asked and smiled.Mike was a very happy married man.-= Chapter 9 =-"Come on Sally it's time to go. We are going to be late as it is," Jack said to his wife Sally as they prepared to leave to the family night supper at the Temple Street Baptist Church."I'm hurrying Jack," Sally replied."Let me look at you before we leave," Jack said. He took a good look at his lovely wife. She was wearing a white blouse with a dark bra that was visible without being lewd. She had on a skirt that went just below her knees giving it a respectable look but with a little sexiness flare."Pull up your dress and show me your wares," Jack instructed.Sally pulled up her dress to reveal she was not wearing panties. Sally seldom ever wore panties these days since she and Jack's sex life reawakened. Jack noticed his wife's clean shaving pussy and licked his lips."What a sweet pussy you have my dear but we have to go," Jack said."Tonight I want you to get alone with Carol like we talked. Tell her you need her advice and then show her I don't let you wear panties," Jack explained. Even since Jack had caught Carol, the preacher's wife staring at his wife's pantiless crotch during a Church service he wanted to try a little plan on Carol."Then just see what happens.""I guess everyone will be at the supper tonight," Sally commented. She was thinking of Josh and all the things he had made her do but then she shuttered to think she agreed to do all of them. Of course, she had Josh to thanks for her reawakened sex life. She had very conflicted feelings about Josh and worried that she would once again fall into his control, in fact, at times she wanted it very badly.They arrived at the Church to find about 20 other couples already there. They were just sitting down to dinner."Hi Jack and Sally," Rev. Wallace said as they walked in the hall."Hi, Rev." they replied and Sally put down her casserole on the table with the food. They quickly found them a seat. Sitting across from them was a very nice couple, Mike and Beth. Sally was sitting next to Carol Wallace just as Jack had wanted.Sally noticed Josh sitting at the far end of the table. He looked up a few times at her but one would never guess there was anything at all between them. Once he caught her eye and a shutter went through Sally's body. She suddenly remember a scene in which she was being fucked by Josh in an orgy after a number of men had shot their cum all over her. Her pussy immediately became moist and she quickly looked away.They spent a relaxing dinner and chatted about all kinds of things. After they had finished eating Jack noticed Carol excusing herself and heading for the bathroom."Beth, I think now is the time," Jack whispered to his wife. She looked up to see Carol going into the ladies room."I think you are right," Sally replied. At first Sally did not think much of her husband's idea. She was not particularly interested in what another woman thought of her body. But as she considered it a certain excitement began to grow in her and she was curious as to how someone like Carol would react. It had been obvious to Jack at the church service that Carol's was interested in looking under Sally's dress. Also, Sally remembered several experiences with Josh that included other women.Sally excused herself and headed down the long hall to the ladies' room.Sally's departure did not go unnoticed by Josh. He had watched Carol leave and then noticed Jack indicating something to Sally while watching Carol leave. Josh was curious as he watched Sally walked down the hall. Josh gave Sally plenty of time and he excused himself. The men's room was located near the ladies' room. Josh went in the men's room and placed his ear against the wall. He could now hear Sally and Carol began to discuss Sally's problem.Sally opened the door the ladies room and found Carol standing by the sink."Oh, hi Carol, I did not know anyone else was in here," Sally said."Come right in I am almost finished," Carol replied."Carol, there is something I have wanted to talk to you about but I don't really know how to say it," Sally said."Sally, you can talk to me about most anything and I will do what I can to help," Carol answered."It is about Jack and my relationship. There are some things he likes me to do and I just don't know about it," Sally explained using the plan that she and Jack had formulated."Like what?" "Well, Jack likes for me to dress in certain ways.""It is okay to please your husband's taste in clothes.""That is not exactly what I mean. Let me show you," Sally explained and turned to stand before Carol. As Carol looked at her Sally quickly pulled up her dress giving Carol a perfect view of her hairless, pantiless pussy."Oh my!" Carol said and stared at Sally's pussy. Carol could not believe the effect it was having on her. Her face flushed with color but it was what was happening between her legs that were most confusing. Carol suddenly was very wet and felt her clit begin to throb with an intense desire to be caressed."You see Carol he likes for me to not wear panties. He says he does not want me to cover my pussy," Sally said to Carol noticing the affect she was having on the preacher's wife."I see what you mean," Carol finally managed to say. She had to will her hand not to move between her legs to scratch the intense itch that was demanding attention."I know you must think I am very bad," Sally said purposely leaving her dress pulled up. It seemed Carol was unable to take her eyes off Sally's cunt."No, not at all. Some husbands have strange ideas," Carol replied continuing to gaze at Sally's pussy."Do you think my pussy is pretty, Carol?" Sally asked."Why, I guess so," Carol replied and for the first time their eyes met. Carol quickly looked away in shame since she had been staring straight at her friend's pussy for quite some time."Call me weird, but I liked the way you were looking at me.""It was just a shocked to see you without any panties," Carol said and again looked down at Sally's pussy."I think you like looking at my pussy Carol," Sally said in a coy voice."No, What are you saying Sally?" Carol asked as a desperate feeling began to grow inside her. The intensity of the effect Sally's pussy was having on her own pussy was clouding Carol judgment and she was unable to take her eyes off of her friend's pussy. If only Sally will let her dress fall back in place it would break the spell."I am saying that you like seeing my pussy because you keep staring at it with that strange look," Sally responded pulling her dress up even higher and shifting her legs wider apart giving Carol the best possible view."I don't know," Carol whimpered."Get down on your knees so you can have a better look at my pussy," Sally said surprised at how much she was enjoying having this power over another woman. She could feel her pussy tingle with excitement as her friend stared at it with such intensity.Josh pressed his ear tight against the wall. He could not believe what he was hearing from the other side in the ladies' room.Carol also could not believe what was happening but she had to have a better look at Sally's pink pussy. She slowly sank to her knees directly in front of her friend with her face on the same level as Sally's pussy. She could see the little hairs that were beginning to arise indicating a shaving would soon be needed to keep the smooth appearance. She could see the details of the folds of Sally's pussy lips and she could even see the engorged bud of Sally's clit poking out slightly under one of the folds of tender pink skin. She could also see the moisture beginning to flow from deep within Sally's pussy hole. She could even smell the aroma of her friend's sex. Carol was lost in this strange world of forbidden sexual desire. Carol simply could not help herself. She leaned forward and began to massage Sally's cunt with her tongue.Sally was caught off guard. She did not expect this to happen but when Carol's tongue touched her clit electrical impulses exploded in Sally's brain and she was totally lost to the feeling of being eaten by the minister's wife. It was not the heaven preached about on Sunday but it was heaven on earth.Carol loved the taste of Sally. She could not get enough. As she lost control her own hand worked its way down her body and soon her fingers found their way through her panties and were poking into her very wet pussy hole. Carol moaned as her mouth ate her friend's pussy and the vibrations of her moan sent waves of passion through Sally's body.Sally lost all control as she experienced a supreme orgasm and slid down the wall to the floor.Carol also had the greatest orgasm of her life as she sucked Sally's ample pussy juice and devoured them. As Sally slid down Carol moved quickly and placed her head so that Sally simply sat on Carol's mouth. Sally fell forward and as she looked she was face to face with Carol's wet cunt. She also could not help herself and planted her mouth directly on Carol pussy sucking in her erect clit.Carol had just had the greatest orgasm of her life but as Sally's mouth found her pussy Carol experience the greatest orgasm of her life. "Oh God!" Carol cried into Sally's pussy as Sally continued to grind it on Carol's face."Oh God!" Sally cried into Carol's pussy as Carol hunch upward into Sally's willing mouth.It was quite a scene in the bathroom of the Temple Baptist Church. What neither Sally nor Carol knew was that Beth had also needed to go to the bathroom. Luckily the bathroom was located in the rear of the building and was somewhat isolated from the main hall. This prevented anyone in the hall from hearing any of the sound emulating from bathroom. However, as Beth approach she heard the sounds. She slowly approached the door thinking someone might be in trouble. She could not believe what she saw as she cracked the door.There was Carol, the preacher's wife lying in a 69 position with Sally. Two of the most respected women of the Church were eating each other's pussy in the church's ladies room during family night dinner. Beth could not believe what she was seeing.Beth could also not believe the sensation she had as she peeked at the two women. Her hand moved down and before she knew what she was doing she was rubbing her own pussy. Beth could not believe how excited she had become. She slipped her hand under her dress and managed to slip a finger inside her panties into her wet pussy."Oh no!" Beth whispered to herself. "This is not right." She quickly moved away from the door, quickly going down the hall, and returned to her seat.Beth also was not aware that Josh had heard her approached and had peeked out the bathroom door just in time to see Beth peeking in the ladies' room. He saw the expression of surprise on her face turn into one of excitement as her breath quickened. Josh did not miss seeing Beth's hand slipping down between her legs. He noticed an expression of pleasure form on her face but then change to shock as Beth realized what she was doing."Are you okay?" Mike asked as Beth returned noticed a flush look on her face."Oh, I am fine," she answered.In about twenty minutes Carol walked into the room. She looked mostly composed and Beth wondered how she could manage it after what she had been doing. Shortly thereafter, Sally walked back into the room and quickly sat down with Jack. Beth noticed Sally had a smile on her face. She also noticed that Sally bent over and whispered something to Jack and he also developed a smile. What Beth did not noticed was the rise in Jack's pants as Sally whispered to him that she had just had her pussy eat. It rose even more when she said that she had also eaten Carol's pussy. Beth did not see Jack reach over and smell the pussy on his wife's breath. She also did not know that after Church they barely got through the front door before Jack bent his wife over and took her from behind.A few minutes no one noticed that Josh walked back into the room.-= Chapter 10 =-Beth did not know what to do. After what she had seen in the ladies' room at the church she felt she should tell someone. She was afraid to tell her husband, Mike. He was a fairly conservative person and she did not want him to create problems at the church. Beth was also at a loss on the effect the scene of two very proper women of the church eating each other's pussy had on her. Even as she replayed it in her mind she could feel her pussy muscles tighten and that familiar sexual rush. Seeing them like that really turned her on.As she thought about the scene she leaned over and rubbed Mike as they were driving home. Mike loved the new Beth and Beth loved her too. Beth let her hand slip down into Mike's lap and she soon found the outline of his hardening cock through his pants."Oh Beth you are so damn hot," Mike said and reached over and gave her breasts a squeezed."Oooooh!" Beth squealed and laughed.Mike let his hand move down into Beth's lap. She opened her legs to allow him access and he began to rub her pussy through her panties."Damn, you are already wet," he said unaware of the earlier incident that had so affected his wife's libido."I am always wet for you. I am you slutty wife," Beth said having learned that Mike loved her to talk dirty to him. "I love your hard cock inside me," she continued."Well you had better quit rubbing my dick or else I am going to shoot off in my pants," Mike said.Sally released her grip on his cock but Mikes fingers remained rubbing her panties."I love you massaging my cunt. I am just a whore to your fingers," Sally said."You are one hot bitch," Mike replied as they pulled up into the driveway.They got out of the car and walked to the front door. Mike opened the door and as Beth walked through he grabbed her from behind. His hands found her breasts and he gripped them hard."Oh God, I love your titties, you little whore," Mike said as he kneaded both Beth's breasts."Squeeze them hard Mike," Beth replied.Mike had already unzipped his pants and his cock was poking out pressing against Beth's tight ass as he continued to squeeze her titties.Mike suddenly pushed Beth down over the back of the couch with her. This allowed her to be positioned with her ass in the air as she leaned over the couch. Mike pulled up her dress and quickly tore off her panties revealing her white ass cheeks and her very wet pussy.Mike could not take it any longer. He thrust forward with one might push and embedded his cock deep with his wife's cunt."Oh my God!" Beth screamed as she felt his cock ram into her."Fuck me Mike, Fuck me like a slut!" she cried and Mike fucked her hard.Beth began to buckle against the sofa so that her clit was rubbing the fabric of the couch. It did not take long for Beth's body to respond."Ohhhh!" she cried as an orgasm overtook her."Fuck me Mike, please fuck me hard!" she squealed as she felt his cock pushing deep inside her.Mike could feel his cock-head expanding he was ready to plant his seed deep within his wife's pussy. "Take this you fucking bitch whore," he cried and he thrust forward and his cock exploded sending spurt after spurt of cum into his wife's body."Yes, how I love to feel your cum inside me," Beth cried and they both fell on the couch spent.Mike finally got up."I have an early day tomorrow. I had better get to bed.""Ok, I will be in there after awhile," Beth said as Mike got up and walked toward the bedroom door.Beth lay on the sofa a few more minutes and found her hand returning to the wet spot between her legs. She could not believe how much her libido had increased since her two sessions with Rev. Wallace. It was miraculous. But thinking of Rev. Wallace brought back Beth's concern of whether she should tell him what she saw his wife doing with Sally in the ladies' room. She had no idea of how he would react to such a thing. As Beth pondered what she should do the thought of Carol Wallace licking Sally's pussy ignited the fire within her.Beth got up off the sofa and walked into the kitchen with her hand still between her legs. As she stood by the sink she noticed that the palm of her hand was now wet with a mixture of her own pussy juice and Mike's cum. Beth squatted and by squeezing her pussy allowing more to the mixed juices to drop into her hand. She lifted her hand and examined the liquid in her palm and was surprised by size of the puddle. Without further thought she licked up the puddle and savored the odd taste and aroma."I have become such a slut," Beth said to herself as her hand returned to her pussy and she massaged herself into another orgasm standing at the kitchen sink.When Beth finally went to bed Mike was already sound asleep. He could never imagine in his wildest dreams that his wife lying beside him was fantasying about licking his minister's wife's pussy.The next morning Beth prepared Mike breakfast since he had to leave early. She spent the remainder of the morning tidying up the house thinking about her appointment with Rev. Wallace scheduled for that afternoon. She still did not know how she would address the issue of seeing his wife eating another woman's pussy in the church's bathroom.She arrived early and sat in the lobby while she awaited Rev. Wallace. It was not long before his door open and he stepped out."Hi Beth, come on in," Rev. Wallace said inviting Beth into his office."Hi Rev," Beth walking into his office."How has your week been?""It has been great," Beth replied."So you think that our counseling sessions are helping?""Oh yes Rev. Wallace and Mike is very happy with the result too.""Ok let's begin another session. Please remove all your clothes.""Ok Rev. Wallace," Beth said and without further ado began to unbutton her blouse.Rev. Wallace watched this young lady as she removed her blouse. He smiled and noticed she removed her pants without embarrassment like she had the last time. She now stood in her bra and panties and smiled at him. She reached behind her and undid her bra letting it fall is a most seductive manner. Her perky breasts leaped forward and Rev. Wallace noticed that Beth pushing her chest out a little to amplify the effect. She then reached down and slowly removed her panties revealing her soft hairless pussy. Rev. Wallace noticed that she ran a finger along her slit as she stood up and presented her naked body to the minister."How has your sex life been? Have you been a good whore for Mike?" Rev. Wallace asked."Yes, Rev. I have done everything that he wanted and he seemed to enjoy it very much," Beth replied."Okay it sounds as if you have done very well. Let's try a few things to see how you are progressing. Go sit on that chair and spread your legs to give me a good view of your nasty cunt," Rev. Wallace instructed.Beth sat down in the most provocative manner she knew and spread her legs very wide opening her pussy-hole slightly for the Rev. to see."Very nice Beth," Rev. Wallace said in approval."Now are there any questions that you might have or anything that is bothering you?""There is one thing that is bothering me but I don't know whether I should mention it to you or not.""Everything is open to discussion in here Beth, you know that.""I know Rev. Wallace but this about someone else.""We don't want to gossip in here but if it is something that is effecting you then you can talk about it.""What if it would also affect you?" Beth asked."I don't understand," Rev. Wallace replied with a questioning look."It is about someone that would affect you in your personal life," Beth said lowering her head but still sitting with her legs spread in a most wicked manner."I think then it is definitely something you should tell me.""It is about your wife, Carol," Beth whispered."What about my wife?""The other night at the family night dinner I saw your wife doing some things I would never have thought she would do.""What kind of things?""I went to the ladies room and your wife and Sally were doing things to each other.""What were they doing?""They were licking each other's pussy," Beth said waiting for Rev. Wallace's reaction."They were what?" he said with a surprised look on his face."They were eating each other's pussy on the floor of the bathroom. I saw them.""Are you sure it was Carol?""Yes Rev I am very sure. I watched them for a couple of minutes but they did not see me. They were too busy with each other."Rev. Wallace was silent for a few minutes sitting behind his desk just staring at Beth. He finally broke the silence and spoke."How did that make you feel Beth watching my wife and another woman have sex?" Rev. Wallace had composed himself. At first he was shocked that his wife would do such a thing but then he began to feel a familiar sensation as his cock began to harden in his pants."I was very shocked to see them lying on top of each other on the floor. At first I did not know what they were doing but I could see Sally's head buried between Carol's legs and they were both moaning. I heard Sally tell Carol she was doing a great job eating her pussy. I guess I am bad but I got turned on by watching them. That is why I quickly left. They didn't see me," Carol explained as the Rev. watched. She was still sitting in the chair with both legs spread wide."Did it make your pussy wet?" Rev. Wallace asked."Yes, very," Beth answered."Have you ever been with another woman?""A few times a friend and I kissed like we were boyfriend and girlfriend when I was younger but we never did anything like they were doing.""Do you like the idea of eating another woman's cunt?""I had never really thought about it until I saw them at the church. I was surprised how it affected me and now I don't know. Am I bad for thinking this Rev. Wallace?" Beth asked afraid of the answer."No Beth I don't think it is bad. You are going through changes at this time in your life and you are exploring your own sexuality. I think it is healthy for you to explore this area of your sexuality but only in the right settings.""You mean like this counseling.""Yes that is exactly what I mean. I will be honest with you. I did not know my wife like to do such things and the fact is in some ways she cheated on me. She is not in counseling and so being sexually with another person is not okay unless I as her husband am informed and I am agreeable to her actions. Do you understand this Beth?""Yes Rev.""You and your husband are agreeable for you to be in this counseling and we will do whatever we can to improve your health both mentally and physically. If you do something sexually with someone else that is not related to this counseling then I would be unable to condone it.""I understand Rev." Beth said. Her legs were getting a little uncomfortable being spread apart but the memories of the two women eating each other resulted in Beth's already moist pussy becoming wetter. A few drops of pussy juice leaked on the chair on which she sat. Rev. Wallace noticed this."My wife Carol will have to be punished for this unfaithfulness and I think you being part of this will not only help my wife but it will help you.""What do you mean?" Beth asked."I will have to confront my wife about this and I want you to be present. We will use this situation to help with your counseling.""If you think it will help I will do it but I don't want Carol to be mad at me.""You just leave that up to me," Rev. Wallace said with a strange smile on his face.Rev. Wallace picked up the phone and dialed some numbers."Our session may be a little longer than normal today. Is that okay?" he asked as he waited for someone to answer his call."Yes that is fine. I have plenty of time. Anything you want Rev.""Hello, Carol, I have some instructions for you that I want you to do immediately. Do you understand?""Yes I understand. I was making supper but I can stop if it is important," Carol thought maybe someone in the church needed her and she was always prepared for such emergencies."Okay I want to do what I say without question. Do you understand Carol?""Yes, I understand.""Ok then listen carefully. I want you to take off your clothes, put on the squeeze and special pantyhose and come here dressed like that." Their home was adjacent to the church and Rev. Wallace knew that his wife would be able to slip across with fenced backyard without being seen."You mean do that now and come to your office at the church." Carol was very surprised by her husband's demands."Yes that is what I mean and I said no questions," Rev. Wallace said in a very commanding tone."Ok, it will take me a few minutes but I will be there," Carol replied knowing not to question her husband when his voice had that tone.Beth stood up and picked up her clothes."What are you doing young lady?" Rev. Wallace asked."I am going to get dressed since your wife will be here in a moment.""No you're not. That would miss the point. You will remain naked. However, when Carol comes in I want you to stand over here in the corner where she will not immediately be able to see her. I don't want you to make a sound. Do you understand?""Yes," Beth whispered wondering what the Rev. had in mind."No matter what you think about the way she is dress or how she acts, you are not to make a sound. Do you understand?""Yes."Beth moved over the corner to the right side of the door so when the door opened she would be hidden. She stood there feeling very naked but it seemed that this anxiety was continuing to fuel her libido and her pussy remained wet. It took some effort to prevent her hand from moving between her legs.In about 5 minutes there was a knock on the door."Come in Carol," Rev. Wallace said.Beth was not prepared for what she saw. She had to stifle a gasp in order to remain quiet as Carol Wallace walked up to her husband's desk. Beth did not a great view but enough of a view to see that Carol was wearing a very obscene costume. From behind Beth could see that Carol's entire ass was uncovered but her legs had hose on them. This created a most whorish look. Beth also noticed she was wearing some kind of strange bra that did not cover her breasts."Carol, I have just gotten some information about you that I found very interested," Rev. Wallace said in a very stern voice."What do you mean?" Carol answered in a very timid tone with her head lowered."I understand that you and Sally were doing things in the ladies' room at the Church."Carol knew that she had been caught and there was no lying to her husband."Yes," she whimpered."Tell what you were doing.""I was licking her pussy and she was licking my pussy.""And did you like it.""Yes.""What about the fact you are married?""I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?""Of course I will forgive you Carol. I always forgive you when you do dumb things. If you want to eat another woman's pussy you should let me know. The thing that upsets me is the fact you did and then hid it from me and you did in the church. That could have jeopardized everything that I have worked for.""I'm sorry. It was stupid.""Ok now that we have that out of the way I am going to be able to use this for some good.""Do you want to know how I found out about this?""Yes.""Beth told me. Come here Beth."Beth walked about from the corner and Carol saw her for the first time. Carol gasped seeing that Beth was totally naked. Beth gasped as she saw the frontal view of Carol's costume that left her breasts and pussy totally revealed."Beth has been working on sexuality issues and she has agreed that including you in a session could be helpful. I think all of us will benefit from this. What do you think of Carol's outfit Beth?""It is really strange," Beth said going over Carol's body with her eyes.Carol was also sizing up Beth's body and she shuttered a bit as she watched Beth's eyes look down at her pussy."Carol you need to be punished so Beth will help me with that right now. Come here Beth."Rev. Wallace opened a drawer and pulled out some clips."Do you know what these are Beth?""No.""These are nipple clamps. They can be quite pleasurable but they also can hurt like hell. Take these and step up to Carol."Beth walked up and stood in front of Carol avoiding her eyes."Beth take one of Carol's tiny tits and suck on the nipple until it hardens."Beth had never tasted another woman's breast but followed her minister's instruction and began to suckle Carol's breast."Mmm," a soft moan escaped Carol's lips as Beth moist tongue flicked her nipple."Ok Beth pinch her nipple and then apply the clamp."Beth pinched the hard nipple and put the clamp on tighten the bolt. She felt Carol flinched as the clamp tightened."A little bit more," Rev. Wallace instructed. He wanted it to hurt."Oh," Carol moaned feeling the hard pinch of the clamp but also feeling a certain itch beginning to become strong between her legs."Do the same with the other clamp."Beth followed the same procedure. As she tightened them on her other nipple Carol moaned in both pain and pleasure. When she finished Beth stood back and both Carol's small nipples were clamped with a chain running between the clamps. Beth thought Carol a very strange sight but an extremely erotic sight. "Beth, step back. Carol, look at Beth's beautiful body. Isn't it wonderful?" Rev. Wallace said.Carol looked over the younger woman body and could not believe the effect it was having on her. Her nipples were stinging in a most stimulating manner. Carol could not take her eyes off the pink folds of Beth's pussy."You like her pussy don't you Carol?" Rev. Wallace commented noticing where his wife's eyes were focused.Beth blushed but found she was enjoying everyone finding her so beautiful and sexy. She could see Carol staring at her pussy."Beth, pull that chair over here," Rev. Wallace said pointing to spot in front of Carol.Beth grabbed the chair and positioned."Now Carol, get on your knees."Carol complied and knelt down, now her eyes at pussy level."Beth, sit in the chair and spread those lovely legs to give my wife an unobstructed view of your womanhood."Beth sat down and spread her legs. She was sitting so that Beth was kneeling directly in front of her putting Carol's eyes directly before Beth's spread pussy.Carol felt sexual desire crawling over every pore in her body. She so wanted to scratch the intolerable itch between her legs and she was to suck all the juices out of Beth's pussy. But she knew she could not do this unless her husband, the minister, gave her his permission."You like that don't you Carol.""Yes," she whispered."Why didn't you tell me you liked to eat pussy?""I did not know it till the other night," Carol said licking her lips."Do you want to eat Beth's pussy?""Yes, more than anything."Beth was listening to their conversation and becoming more and more excited. She had never really thought much of being with another woman but at this moment she wanted Carol to lick her pussy only like another woman could. It was a rather empowering feeling to have Carol on her knees begging to lick her pussy eating all her juices. Carol had mostly be a rather submissive kind of person letting other people take the lead and her following. However, this gave her a much different attitude. She had some power and Carol wanted to eat her."Eat me Carol. Rev. Wallace make Carol eat my pussy," Beth demanded."You want me to order my wife to eat your young cunt," he replied rather surprised at this apparent change of attitude with Beth. He liked it."Yes, make her eat my pussy and lick up all my juices!""Okay Carol, eat her pussy and you had better do a good job."Carol leaned forward and when her lips touched Beth's pussy folds electricity shot through out of Carol tongue throughout Beth's body."Mmmmm, it feels so damn good!" Beth screamed reaching an orgasm almost instantly. It flowed upward and felt as if her head would explode. A flow of pussy juice flowed into Carol's open mouth and she lapped up all of it sucking for more. It seemed as if the orgasm lasted for an eternity and Beth collapsed out of the chair on the floor as it subsided.As she lay on the floor she reveled in the glow of the orgasm. But she also felt a newly discovered power that she wanted to further explore."Okay Carol finish yourself," Rev Wallace giving her permission to rub her own pussy. She quickly began."Ohhhhhh," she cried as an orgasm hit her hard. She slumped down on the floor.Rev. Wallace walked over and took of the nipple clips."Owwww," Carol moaned as the blood flowed back into her nipples causes them to sting. Rev. Wallace watched his wife as she flinched with her nipples stinging. He looked at these two women lying on his office floor with each other's juices all over their faces. "I can work with this, yes, I can work with this," he thought as his mind was already working on how he could use this for his own narcissistic purposes."You girls come over here and take care of this," he said as he pulled out his already hard cock. The girls were quick to oblige and he soon had a smile on his face. -= Chapter 11 =-Beth left Church and arrived home around 3:00 in the afternoon. Mike was not due to till around 6:00. She went upstairs and made a hot bath. She had a glass of wine and soaked for an hour enjoying the relaxation and reviewing all the changes in the past few weeks.It had been a couple of week since Beth's new sexuality had arisen. He now did not know exactly what to expect but with that change his libido had dramatically increased and he thought about his sexy wife all the time.He arrived home."Hi Mike," Beth said. She was now dressed in a pair of panties that only barely covered her pussy and an almost transparent bra that held her boobs in a most seductive fashion."Wow!" Mike replied feeling immediately very horny looking at his wife."I just bought these today," she said. The salesgirl said they should drive any man wild."They certainly have gotten my attention," he stammered. As Beth turned around he could see the panties disappeared into a g string that went deep into her ass crack."Come out on the patio and let me get you a drink," she ordered. Their patio faced their back yard. While it was rather private it was not totally so. If someone was trying to see them from several other adjacent houses they would have been successful. As Beth brought him a glass of wine she did not seem to be concerned about the neighbors. For some reason this turned Mike on even more."How was your day?" she asked as she proceeded to walk out into the back yard. He watched her as she appeared to inspect several rose bushes while giving a very nice display of herself to anyone that might have been looking."I had a good day but it looks like it is getting even better," he replied still watching his almost naked wife playing in the backyard. Bob Andrews, a retired banker, lived directly behind them. He knew Beth and Mike since he went to their Church but he did not know them well. He also knew Josh. They had become friends and often played golf. After golf they usually had a couple of drinks together at the 19th hole.While there were a number of bushes and shrubs somewhat obstructing his view he could see much of his neighbor's back yard. He often looked out to watch the birds but today he saw much more than that. As he looked out his window he saw Beth parading around in her backyard almost naked."What the hell!" he thought as he gave her a second look. He quickly reached for his binoculars and was not disappointed by what he was seeing. There was Beth in thong panties and a transparent bra. As he watched he could see that she seemed to be showing off for Mike. He knew she did not know she was also showing off for him.However, Beth had often seen Mr. Andrew's bird watching and she knew he was home on this day. She guessed the odds were favorable that he may catch her little show. This just excited her even more to know that an older guy was watching her. She wished she could know what his reaction would be.Mike could feel his cock already pressing hard against his pants. He unzipped them and pulled it out and sat there watching his wife.Mr. Andrew shifted his position and then saw Mike on the patio. He zoomed in his binocular and saw him sitting there with his hand rubbing his cock. He did not know this couple well but he had been under the impression they were a very conservative couple. He was surprised that now they were playing like this in the backyard. He wondered what was going on with them. But he knew from now on he would be watching.Bob Andrews was a well respected man in his community. After his wife died two years ago he lived alone and was mostly happy being alone. He had a lot of friends and volunteered at several places in the community. He and his wife had no children and he had outlived most of his relatives. However, for all appearances he had a well rounded social life.What no one knew was his other private life which included much on the various Internet sites. He loved his porn but particularly enjoyed seeing actual people rather than porn stars. He was active on quite a few sites that specialized in real people. He had several internet friends and they chatted about most everything. As a result he had a fairly active sexual life even though it only included himself.Now finding his neighbors were a bit on the perverted side was very exciting. He would be keeping an eye of them and had already gotten his video camera and was videoing Beth as she continued to walk around the yard. He also has slipped his cock and was playing with it a bit as the view of Beth was exciting him. He also got some good video of Mike playing with is cock. He liked this too.Bob wondered what his friend Josh would think about this. After drinking a bit Josh had let it slip that he also enjoyed looking at porn on the Internet. Several times after a few beers they had discussed various sites and he found they both enjoyed sites such as Xhamster and Motherless. He imagined Josh would very much enjoy seeing Beth dance around almost naked."I think maybe we should move inside," Mike said suddenly realizing how vulnerable they could be. He doubted it but the neighbors could be getting a nice view of Beth."Okay," Beth replied and walked slowly and graceful back to the patio. He watched his breast sway as she walked. Even though the bra offered support it allowed her boobs to swing a bit as she proceeded.Bob also was not only watching but was catching it all on video. He had already thought of posting this on one of voyeur websites.Beth found being outdoors was fun and the possibility someone could be watching her was very exciting. Rev. Wallace had not really commented on such and since seemed okay with her watching his wife and another woman then this should be okay too.They went back in the house and Mike had left his cock sticking straight out. As they walked in Beth grabbed his cock and began to pull him as if his cock was his handle. Mike had no problems with this and allowed her to guide him back indoors.Beth like the feeling of exerting some control on Mike so she decided to see what she he would let her do. As he shut the door she continued to hold his cock."Come this way, you dirty little cock," she said and squeezed it. Mike did not know what Beth was up to but at this point he did not care. He was enjoying her holding on to his cock."Now sit down right here," she ordered. She was holding the shaft of his cock tightly and then began to thump the head with her finger."Owwww," Mike said but did nothing to stop her.Beth took this to mean that he liked it so she thumped his cock a bit harder."You must be taught to behave," Beth said to Mike's cock. She went to the kitchen and came with some cooking twine. Mike wondered what was next but soon found out as Beth wrapped the cord around his ball sacks several times. She then made him stand up and ran the cord up his ass crack and around his waist. She then wrapped it several times around his cock and then around his waist again and tied it.So now his balls and cock were tied together. His balls were being pulled back and his cock was being pulled up. While it was not painful Mike found it to feel strange but in such a way that he liked it."Now my dirty little boy is all tied up," Beth said and smile.She took him over to the couch and had him bend over the couch with his ass in the air. His cock and balls were still tied and there he was with his butt in the air. Mike could not believe how excited all of this was making him and he wondered what was next.Whap!Whap!Whap!Mike could not believe his conservative little wife was spanking him. He loved it. While it stung each slap excited him more."Okay, you stay right there. You had your spanking now let me make it feel better," she said as she walked away. When she returned he felt her rubbing some kind of lotion on his ass. It felt good. She rubbed it all over his ass cheeks and down his ass crack. She paid special attention to his anus rubbing it well. She then inserted her finger into his ass."Ohhhhh!" he moaned. No one had ever done this to him. Here he was with his wife's finger stuck up his ass.Beth was not finished. She had done some research on prostate massage. As she pushed the second finger up his ass she began to rub inside him so that his prostate was being manipulated. "Ahhh!" Mike moaned. He did not know exactly what his wife was doing but he knew it really felt good.Suddenly he could not take it any longer."Ohhhhhh," he moaned and began shoot one of the largest load of cum he had ever done. It seemed to last a long time as Beth continued to massage his most inner places. As he finished he just laid over the arm of the couch."Oh you bad, bad boy, you have made such a mess," Beth scolded.She reached down on the couch and scooped up a blob of Mike's cum. Before he knew it she was forcing it in his mouth making him eat is own cum. Mike did not resist and she fed him several globs of cum."Now are you going to be a good boy?" she asked."Yes ma'am," he answered."Okay, now you can clean up this mess," she ordered.He was happy to obliged and wondered what else she wanted from him. So far this had been one of the best sexual episodes of their marriage and it was not over yet. He could not believe how this was affecting him. Usually when he came he was done. However, now he did not seem to be able to get enough. As he cleaned up the mess he could feel his cock becoming semi hard in its tied position. Beth was watching him still dressed in the same sexy outfit. He loved it.Beth also found this adventure most exciting. She had taken full control of her husband and he not only allowed it he loved it. She totally dominated him and he seems to even want more. Her pussy was on fire. It was just a matter of how she wanted him satisfy her. Mike cock and balls were tied as Beth brought him in the bed room. She open and drawer and pulled out some black stockings. "Put these on," she instructed. Mike had never been one to want to wear women's clothes but now he was under Beth's spell. With a bit of trouble he slipped the stocking on. They reached up to his thigh. Beth then produced a garter belt and placed it around his waist. She attached the stockings and examined her creation."My, you look like a little sissy and that is really getting me hot," she said. Again, Mike was surprised. He had known this side of Beth but then he had never known this side of him. Even though he had just shot one of the largest load of cum in his life his cock was now hard again as he stood there in the black stockings.Beth got her phone and began taking photos. At first Mike was alarmed but soon he found it was exciting to have his photos taken like this. His erection got even harder.Beth made Mike lie on his back on the bed. She then climbed on him and slowly straddled him. She positioned her pussy right over his hard cock and sand down on it impaling herself. She then began to thrust her hips into his body sliding his cock in and out of her very wet and hot pussy."Ohhhhh," she moaned. Mike was surprised that he felt cum building up in his body. Soon he shot another huge load into his wife's receptive pussy."Ohhhh," he now moaned as he cock exploded again.After they had both cooled down a bit Beth repositioned herself. This time she was sitting on his face."Eat my pussy you sissy boy," she ordered.Mike began to eat her pussy but had not thought about the way her pussy was full of his cum. As he licked and sucked her pussy his cum began to flow out and he had no choice but to include it in his diet of pussy juice. Globs of cum flowed out and he ate it all."Ohhhhh," Beth screamed as she had another rocking orgasm thrusting her pussy into Mike's face.As her orgasm subsided they both collapsed on the bed exhausted but happy.After resting for a bit Beth untied Mike's cock and balls but did not take off the garter belt or the stockings. It was now late and both fell asleep in their sexy clothes.Beth awakened first. She took a shower and put on some baggy shorts with no panties and t-shirt. She began to prepare breakfast. She heard Mike steering around and he walked in to the kitchen still in his last night's attired."I really like that look," Beth said.Mike wondered what that was going to mean.-= Chapter 12 =-"Hello Bob, what's going on?" Josh Henderson asked when he phoned his golfing buddy Bob Andrews."Not much, how are you Josh?" Bob answered."Good, I just have not gotten a chance to chat with you and it has been a while since we played a round of golf. Are you busy tomorrow morning?" Josh asked."Hey, I am retired. I got all the time in the world. What time should I meet you there?""Oh, around 9 would be fine.""Sounds great to me," Bob said as he always enjoyed golfing with Josh. He met Josh at the Temple Street Baptist Church and they hit it off. Even though he was a few years older than Josh they had some similar interest. They both enjoyed a good beer after a golf game and both enjoyed a good discussion while having their beer.The next morning they met and had an okay 18 holes. Bob bragged on his 3 stroke win but he still shot a 98 while Josh shot 101. Neither were very good scores but they did not really care. It was now around noon so they had lunch at the 19th hole and drank a beer. After lunch they sat out on the veranda and Josh ordered them both a beer."So what is new?" Josh asked Bob. Bob was feeling a bit of the alcohol and so his lips were rather loose."Do you know Beth, she lives behind me, married to Mike?" he asked."I don't really know them but have spoken to them at Church. What about them?" Josh questioned."I have seen her in their back yard dressed very, how should I say, maybe it was undressed," Bob said smiling at Josh."What the hell do you mean 'undressed'?" Josh asked now very curious."You come over the house and I will show you what I mean. I bet you will enjoy it," Bob said and then would not elaborate. "Okay Bob, you win," Josh said now very curious. They finished their beer and headed to Bob's house.When they were situated in Bob's computer room he said, "This was taken over three different days. Just watch what she is wearing."He began the video. There was Beth dressed in very sexy skimpy thong panties with an almost invisible bra. Bob had zoomed in several times and there was little left to the imagination."Wow, I can't believe that," Josh said with his eyes fixed on the video."You have not seen anything yet."The next video had Beth with just panties walking out on their patio. Her breasts were plainly visible and she did not appear to have a care in the world. At one point she grabbed her own breasts and gave them a squeeze."Wow!" Josh exclaimed feeling a familiar feeling as his cock began to awaken."Now look at this," Bob ordered.This video had Beth coming out totally nude and Mike followed her. However, Mike was wearing black stockings and as Josh looked he could also see he was wearing a garter belt."Wow, they are kinky couple. I thought they were so straight," Josh said."I have only been watching them for a week or so but I think I may have much more to see," Bob said."You know Bob, I know someone that might have some information on them," Josh said thinking of Sally and knowing that she was on several committees with Beth."She is just the kind of girl that will tell me anything I want to know," he continued."I would love to know anything else you could find out. I have to admit seeing them like this really gets me going. I was thinking how I could use this information that might help me with a problem," he said and smiled. Bob put his hand down on his crotch and Josh could see a bulge in his pants."I think I understand your problem and I believe it one that is catching," he said and as he stood up Bob could see Josh's own bulge."Could I have a copy of those files?""Sure but only if you let me know everything that you learn. And be very careful with what you do with them or who you show them to," Bob said."Oh, don't worry. I have some plans for these that I think you will really like," Josh said.Josh had not seen or spoken to Sally in several weeks. Their last adventure had been very wild. Only a very few people knew of Josh's wild side and Sally was the only one in this circle of friends. Josh did not know but was curious as to what Sally knew about Beth. She had told him how her sex life with Jack had dramatically improved and become a bit kinky and he wondered if Beth had confided in Sally.It was not until the next Sunday at Church that Josh saw Sally. As he walked by her he whispered, "You need to phone me." That was all he said.Sally was surprised since Josh had always said if she wanted him she would have to call him. Now he was telling her to call him and she did not know what this meant. However, she was afraid of what he might do if she did not follow his instructions. She shivered at the thought of all the photos and videos he had of her.It was later that day she phoned Josh."Hi Josh, what can I do for you?" Sally asked."I just have a few questions for you," he replied."Okay, what do you want to know?" she wondered what more he wanted to know about her and Jack's weird sex life."What do you know about Beth?" he asked.This question stunned Sally. She immediately thinks of what she did with Carol but does not see how Josh could know anything about that."I don't know what you want to know," she said."I want to know about her sex life and what has changed with her recently," he explained."I don't really know anything about her sex life. She has never told me anything," Sally said and this was true. She was not that close to Beth even though they had severed on several committees."Well, I know something has happened and it is your job to find out what. I will give you a couple of days to find out," Josh commanded."How am I supposed to do that?" she said almost crying."Talk to Carol, she knows everything that is going on," he ordered."I don't know how I would bring such a thing up with Carol," Sally said cringing at the thought."I know you and Carol have a right close relationship and I imagine she would tell you anything you wanted to hear," Josh said remembering how Carol had enjoyed eating Sally's pussy in the bathroom."I don't know," she replied."I think you do know and I think you know how to make Carol happy. There is something going on and I want to know about it. I already know much more about you and Carol than you think. You get me this information or else. I expect a call in two days," he said and hung up.This left Carol feeling upset and confused. She did not know what to do. Josh was in control and while she was now very happy with her sexual relationship with her husband Josh did have all the photos and videos. She had to talk to Carol.Sally phoned Carol."Hi Carol, how are you?" she said in greetings."I am doing fine," Carol replied wondering why Sally was calling her. Just the sound of her voice brought back the incident in the bathrooms where she could still taste the juices of Sally's pussy."I need to ask you about something, could we meet?" Sally asked."Yes, that would be fine. Can you come over this evening?" Carol said."Okay, how about around 7:00?""That will be fine. See you then," Carol said and hung up."I wonder what she wants," she thought to herself. She had seen Sally several times at Church functions but she did know how she would react with just the two of them. She wondered if Sally would be wearing panties.Sally did not know exactly how she was going to approach the subject of Beth's sex life but she decided it might be prudent to leave her panties off. Her purpose was not to have another sex bout with Carol but she needed to do whatever she had to in order to get the information. She remembered how hungrily Carol looked at her pussy the first time she showed it to her. As she remembered she felt her pussy begin to moisten.When Mike got home there was a note from Sally. It read, "Mommy has to go to a meeting so you be a good boy until I get back or I will spank your little cock."As Mike read the note he felt a rise inside his pants. It had never been like this before, he loved it.Sally arrived at Carol's and they sat on the sofa."What can I do for you Sally?" Carol said softly feeling very uncomfortable with her new found passion for Sally's pussy."Well, I guess you remember what happened in the bathroom," Sally began and shifted her dress so more of her legs could be seen by Carol. Sally noticed Carol was looking and her face had reddened."Yes, I remember. I don't know what happened to me," she stammered."I don't know exactly what happened either but we both seemed to enjoy it. But that is not what I wanted to talk to you about," Sally said and opened her legs a bit more."What do you want then?" Carol asked feeling even more confused. Here was Sally bringing up what had happened and sitting in a very provocative manner yet wanting something else. Carol could not take her eyes off of Sally's legs."I want to know what is up with Beth?" Sally asked.Carol was very surprised by this question. How could Sally know anything about what had happened in her husband's office?"What do you mean?" she asked and it was apparent the question had disturbed her."I just want you to tell me what is going on with Beth?" Sally almost ordered. She again shifted her position. It was very obvious Carol was noticing Sally's legs and as she crossed them Carol could see that she had left her panties at home."She told Sam about what she had seen me and you doing in the bathroom. I did not know what else to do," Carol blurted out."It was because Beth was seeing him in counseling she felt she could tell him anything. She saw us in the bathroom and then he made me do it," Carol continued."What did he make you do?" Sally asked."He made me eat her pussy like I did yours and then we both sucked off Sam," Carol answered almost tearful now. "I can't help it. I got so turned on," Carol cried."So what kind of counseling is your husband doing for Beth if she is agreeable to suck him off with you?" Sally asked wondering what kind of minister Rev. Wallace was."He was helping her be a proper wife.""What is a proper wife?""She will always be ready to serve her husband in any way that he wants," Carol replied."You mean have sex with him in any way he wants?" Sally asked."Yes, that is what I mean. Please can I see your pussy," Carol pleaded.Sally was not prepared for this. She was surprised at how excited Carol had become. "Tell me what else you know," Sally ordered."I don't know much more, only that she has followed Sam's instructions and apparently Mike is very happy about," Carol said. Carol was now on the floor crawling toward her. "I want you to find out everything you can about Beth and Mike's sex life," Sally ordered."I will do what I can," she replied and was now kneeling in front of Sally.Sally opened her legs and before she knew it Carol was lapping at her pussy. It did not take long for Sally to explode. She had not meant for this to happen but as she looked down Carol continued to kiss her pussy while Carol hand rubbed her own pussy. They both had a wonderful orgasm.As Sally drove away she was relieved. She not only had a wonderful orgasm she had gotten most of the information that Josh had requested.However, for Carol it was a different story. Her husband drove up just as Sally was leaving. Sally did not notice but when he slipped in through the kitchen door he found his wife sitting on the floor. Her makeup was mess up and it was apparent to him that his wife was again licking on some pussy."Carol, what have you been up to my dear?" he asked startling his wife who had not seen him walk in the room. She was still tasting the sweetness of Sally's pussy while feeling the warm glow it had left through her body."Oh, I am so sorry Sam. I just could not help it. Her pussy was so nice and tasted so good," Carol pleaded knowing that she was caught."I know you have developed a taste for pussy but you are supposed to always let me know what you are doing, you understand?" he said scolding her."Yes sir, I understand and I am sorry," she whimpered."Now tell me what did Sally want, she did not just come over here for you to eat her pussy did she?""No, she wanted to know about your counseling with Beth and how Beth was doing," Carol explained hoping he would not be too angry with her."What did you tell her?""Everything you told me," she said now crying."You have been a very naughty girl Carol, you know what this mean?""Please don't be angry with me," she begged."I am not angry that you gave out very confidential information but it does mean you have to be punished. So go get ready for your punishment," he said with a smile on his face.Carol slowly got up and left the room. She knew what her husband meant by punishment. She both hated and loved it. She prepared herself for the hard spanking that would follow but look forward to her husband's special ministrations for the pain in her butt cheeks. He always rubbed his special cream on them and that made her feel very well indeed.Rev Wallace was a jack of all trades. He had been experiment with various herbs making a special cream that he had only tested on his wife. He had found she was very susceptible to its properties and he only used it after her punishments."Are you ready?" he asked as he walked into the bedroom. Here he found Carol totally naked on the bed on her hands and knees so that her butt was up in the air completely accessible to him. Her legs were spread enough so that her pussy lips were also in plain view.Rev Wallace had his homemade wooden paddle which was composed of thin wood that would slap hard on her butt cheeks. He also had a smaller leather paddle for her pussy lips."Okay, you know you did wrong?" he said."Yes sir, I need you to punish me so I will remember next time," she replied as she had done numerous times before.Whap! Whap! Whap!Carol moaned as she felt the sharp sting of the paddle on her sensitive butt cheeks.He spanked her a full 20 times leaving her butt cheeks very rosy and red. He was always careful not to damage her skin but only to bring out the full color.He reached for his other paddle. With an upper stroke it landed full flush on her pussy lips."Owwww!" Carol screamed as she felt the sharp sting on her most sensitive area. She bored down for 4 more whips which was his standard procedure. As finished Carol's pussy lips were burning not with sexual passion but with a fiery pain."Thank you for whipping me," Carol responded in a tearful voice. It was just it really did hurt."Okay, now let me take care of that," Rev Wallace told his wife.As she remained in her punishment position he began to slowly apply the cream. Carol could feel the numbing effects as he massaged into her burning butt cheeks and then down between her legs. Its effects were very quick. The painfulness quickly abated to be replaced by a warmth that grew steadily until her pussy lips seemed to stretch out to allow her clit to grow in size.She so wanted to rub her pussy but knew this was not allowed. However, the growing sexual stimulation did not require anything but her paying attention. Suddenly, she felt the glow erupt into passion and her hips began moving on their own as the ecstasy filled her mind with abundant joy as the orgasm engulfed her.Rev Wallace watched as his wife began twitching as if in a seizure as the orgasm grew in intensity. He knew the ultimately the pleasure of it would render her unconscious and she would have to sleep it off. He smiled as his wife gyrated like a wild animal in the throes of a ghostly passionate embrace.As he later sat in his chair he wondered what was Sally doing and how was he going to find out.Sally immediately phoned Josh."Hello Josh, I met with Carol," Sally said rather excited at being able to report this to Josh. She did not understand why she felt that way. Josh had almost blackmailed her in to finding this out but something about it was exciting. Also, she was very surprised at what was going on and she could not believe Rev. Wallace was taking advantage of Beth and Carol was going along with it."What did you learn?" he asked.Sally told Josh what Carol had told her about Rev Wallace's counseling and how it had changed Beth into being a very willing sexual wife. Sally did not tell him about Carol's reward for disclosing this information. She decided that was not part of what Josh had asked so she would keep that to herself. There were no videos of Carol eating her pussy."You have done very well Sally. I really appreciate it and maybe one day I can pay you back for this," Josh said."Please Josh just don't ever show those photos or videos to anyone. Jack and I have been having a great life since you opened my eyes to how a couple can be totally open to one another. Our sex life is great and I don't want anything to ever hurt that," she pleaded."You don't have to worry about me. I told you before whatever you wanted to do was okay. I would never force you to do anything nor will I ever do anything to hurt your relationship with Jack. Jack needs his mommy," Josh said."Thank you Josh," she said somewhat relieved at Josh's words. She shuttered a bit knowing that Josh knew about Jack's fascination with their new mommy game. She smiled though because both she and Jack really loved this new game.Josh had been taking notes as Sally spoke and now he read them over. He found this information very interesting and decided that he and Bob needed to discuss this. He did not know how they would use this information but he found it very intriguing. -= Chapter 13 =-As Josh pondered over recent events he wondered how he wanted to use the information he had obtained. He was not an evil person. He had no intention of harming Sally's marriage. He had just taken advantage of a situation even though he admitted to himself he likely took it a bit too far. However, it was so easy and so fun and exciting. He was glad he had now found a partner. He knew Bob was also a good person but they both enjoyed having fun. Both were single and having a bit of sexual entertainment was certainly a way to enjoy oneself. It seemed as if Temple Baptist Church was full of sexual tension just waiting to be released. He and Bob would both be happy to pull the plug or plug the leak.It was several days later that Josh went over to see Bob."Hi Josh, they were at it again," Bob said indicating he had more video of Beth and Mike."That's great. I would love to see it and I have some intriguing news for you," Josh said."I bought a couple of wireless camera that work great. I put them right at the boundary of my property. I have a clear view of their patio and even the mikes will pick up the conversation. I can also remotely zoom the cameras all while watching on my computer screen," Bob explained.Bob decided he would like the see the videos before he reported his information.The video began with Beth being visible through the sliding doors. She was dressed in only thong panties. At first it was difficult to make out but then Josh saw Mike."Damn, is that a cord tied to his cock? And is he wearing a garter belt and stocking?" Josh asked.As he watched he could see Beth had the cord and was pulling him through the door to the patio. As Bob's camera zoomed in he could see how both Mike's cock and balls were tied and Beth had control. As Josh watched it seems Mike was a bit of a sissy dressed in his black stockings and garter belt. From Mike's expression it was obvious he was enjoying himself."Why do we have to come out here?" Mike said and the microphone easily picked up."Because it is exciting and you are a dirty little boy," Beth said and tugged on the cord."Ohhh," Mike grunted as he felt the cord tighten on his balls."Come right over here you little girlie guy," Beth ordered. Mike was now standing next to the support pole of the patio. Josh watched as Beth ran the cord through the top of this pole and then pulled a bit. Mike was standing their helpless as his cock and balls were pulled upward.Beth now tied the cord so that Mike could not reach it."Now I have you, don't I?" Beth asked and laughed as she viewed her helpless husband."Notice how hard his cock is," Bob interjected.It was apparent that Mike was enjoying his bondage.Beth then went into the house and when she returned Josh was simply amazed. She had a strap on cock. It was not that large but if she was going to do what he thought it would certain get Mike's attention.It seemed from Mike's expression that this was also a surprised to him."What are you going to do?' he was heard to say."I am going to fuck you," she replied.She stepped behind him and even though they could not see it directly they could tell by his expression that she had penetrated him."Oh God!" he exclaimed as she began to thrust her new cock into his ass.It did not take long. Soon there was a long shot of cum squirting out of Mike's cock as he enjoyed his wife's new cock in his ass. They could see him shooting a very large load of cum as most of it fell on the table just in front of him.Mike was still tied to the pole by the cord on his cock but his cock now has shrunk down. They watched as Beth still wearing the strap on cock walked over and untied the cord. "Now clean that up you dirty boy," they heard her say as she released him.They watched as he leaned over the table licked up the puddles of his cum.Beth was now dancing around as Mike complied with her wished. When he had finished they could see that his cock was already getting hard again. Beth moved over to him and bent over in front of him. Mike was soon pounding his wife's pussy.This video was certainly having an effect on both Josh and Bob. Both guys were very aware of their cocks pressing against their pants. "Wow, this is quite the porno movie," Josh said in an attempt to soften the mood."Yes, it is," Bob said and laughed."I just can't believe what they just did. I always thought them both very conservative tame people. But they are crazy in their sex life," Josh replied. He felt his cock relax a bit and he was pleased about this. He had no real desire to be around Bob with both of them with hard cocks. Neither of them were bi but Josh had to admit the thought of such an experience had enticed him at times. However, he did not think he would ever act upon it. While Josh did not know it Bob felt the same."Let me tell you what I found out," Josh said as the video ended with both Beth and Mike going back into the house.Josh told Bob all he had learned about Rev Wallace's counseling of Beth and her change from a timid conservative housewife to a vixen in the bedroom and every other room."Wow, that really explains things. I don't know what kind of counseling Rev Wallace does but it sure does change people. And you said in the process he gets a blow job that is no kind of counseling I have ever heard of," Bob replied."Yeah, I always wondered about that guy. There was always something fishy about him. And I am sure Sally only knew a small part of all he does. I bet he has really kinky stuff going on with many of the women of the Church. And it sounds like Carol kind of gets off to his stuff too," Josh explained."Well, let's just be patience and keep watching things and see what happens. I will keep my cameras up and keep up with what Beth and Mike are doing," Bob said."And I will let you know if Sally learns anything more but I have got to go. I will let you know," Josh replied as he got up to leave.-= Chapter 14 =-It was several days before Bob caught Beth and Mike playing. It began with Beth coming out on the patio this time completely nude. Bob's cameras revealed all of her lovely body. Beth did nothing to hide her nudity.What Bob did not know was that Beth had discovered his cameras. Bob had put two "Now what is old Bob doing?" she thought to herself as she watched him. Bob climbed cameras on two trees bordering their back yards. Bob thought he had hid them well but Beth had noticed Bob through her bedroom window when he was hiding the cameras. He was climbing up a small ladder and she could plainly see him placing it pointing directly at their patio."Why you old pervert," she said to herself. As she studied Bob's actions and thought about the implications she felt a familiar moisture beginning between her legs."Maybe I will give him more of a show than he can handle," she decided.Bob decided he want to see the Beth show live so he sneaked out to some of the bushes that separated his yard from hers. What he did not know was that Beth was watching for him and easily saw his careless movements as he approached her property.Beth continued to dance around a bit before going inside and leading Mike out on the patio. Mike was dressed in a garter belt and black stockings. He was also wearing black heels. His hands were tied in such a manner as to make them completely useless so he was at the mercy of his wife. Bob noticed that a cord was tied to his balls. He watched as Beth positioned him between the door and the column tying the cord to both the door and the column so that his balls were pulled tight and he could not move. She then put a dog collar on him and with the chain she pulled him down making him bend at the waste. This left him with his ass sticking up. She also blindfolded him. Bob noticed that Mike did not protest.Beth then went inside leaving Mike to the elements. When she returned she was wearing a strap on cock. She massages Mike's ass rubbing cream into his crack and Bob assumed she was lubricating his asshole for her penetration. He saw that he was correct as Mike grunted when she pushed the cock inside him.It was as Beth began to pump her strap on cock into Mike that she looked directly at Bob. He was stunned because he knew she could see him. She motioned to him to come to her. As in almost a trance Bob left his hiding place and walked to where Beth was fucking her husband's ass.As he approached Beth he could see her titties as they swayed each time she thrust into Mike. She motioned for Bob to be quiet since Mike was not aware of his presence due to the blindfold.Beth pulled Bob close and placed her hand on his crotch. She noted that he was fully erect. Bob still was in a trance like state due to his discovery by Beth and was at her control. She pulled out of Mike and quickly undid Bob's belt and pulled down his pants and underwear revealing his hard cock sticking straight out. As she grabbed his cock Bob felt a charge go through his body. He was now in her total control.Beth positioned Bob behind Mike. She placed his cock on Mike's asshole and then pushed Bob's cock into her husband's ass. His cock was a bit larger than the dildo."Ohhh," Mike moaned as Bob's cock sunk deep into him.Beth motioned to Bob in such a way as he knew she wanted him to fuck her husband's ass. At this point he wanted to do anything that Beth commanded so he began to thrust in and out of Mike."Oh God!" Mike exclaimed."Damn!" Bob moaned alerting Mike that there was something different here. However, there was nothing he could do about it even though he was alarmed. The thrusting of a strange cock into his ass only heightened his exciting and the fact that now Beth was rubbing his cock soon made him explode with a huge ejaculation.Bob's thrusting into this man's pussy was also having its effect. And the fact the sexy body of Beth was right before him sent him into a zone where he felt his cock expand in Mike's ass and shoot a load of cum deep inside Mike's body. Bob pumped even harder as he emptied himself into this captive man.Soon Bob was spent and the spell was broken as he pulled his cock out of Mike's ass."I have never done anything like that," Mike said as he stood there with his cock slowly fading."Now you have," Beth said with a sexy sly smile."And I have it all on video," she added."I think that is only fair since you have been videoing us," she continued.Bob just stood there.Mike had no choice but to stand there with his ass in the air.Beth found the entire situation very amusing and she found she loved the power that she now felt over these two men."What has happened here?" Mike suddenly said coming out of his on trance."Oh nothing much, Bob just fucked your ass," Beth said as she removed the blindfold and Mike could see Bob standing there with his pants down."What did you do?" Mike cried."I have never been Gay or done anything like that," he cried."Now you have," Beth answered."Now you have."As she untied Mike's balls and released him Bob excused himself. He pulled up his pants and walked across the yard back to his house."What the hell just happened?" he asked himself as he sat in his chair and poured himself a drink.It was several days later that Josh came over. Bob had no idea of what or how he was going to tell him about what had happened. Bob trusted Josh and decided to just come out and tell him."What's new?" Josh asked as he sat on the couch."Funny you should ask. I do have a story for you if you are interested," Bob replied."You know I am.""I don't know exactly how to tell you this but first I want to say I have never considered myself very weird," Bob began."Okay, sounds like this is going to be a strange tale," Josh replied showing his interest."The other day I was watching Beth's house and she came out totally nude. She was parading around and I have to say looked fantastic. While I had my cameras going I decided to sneak out and have a good look for myself," Bob said becoming somewhat embarrassed by what he was going to tell Josh next."Go on, I think this is going to get interesting," Josh joked."Beth saw me out there and motioned me to come over there. I don't know what happened to me but it was like I was mesmerized. I walked over to her. I don't know how to finish this," he stammered obviously uncomfortable."You can trust me and I am not a judgmental person. No matter what happened I will not think less or you," Josh said attempting to reassure his friend."At the time Mike was tied up and she was fucking him with a strap on cock. Not only was he tied, he was also blindfolded. As I walked up she stopped and turned toward me. I was just standing there. She pulled down my pants and looked at my erect cock. She then grabbed it and pulled me forward. She placed my cock on Mike's ass and I fucked him," Bob continued now very embarrassed."I have never been Gay or Bi but I just did what Beth ordered," he continued."So I guess I will have to ask. Did both of you cum?""I have to admit with my cock in his ass and Beth's body on view I was very excited. As I thrust forward I said something alerting Mike that it was not Beth in his ass. He kind of grunted something but in his predicament he could not really move and do anything about it. It did not take long for him to begin to cum and then I could not help it but I came in his ass," Bob explained."Wow, that is some story. Did Beth seem to like of this?" Josh asked."Yeah, I believe she was really getting off on it. All the while she was rubbing her pussy and had a large smile on her face.""So it appears everyone was pleased by what happen?" Josh asked."I believe everyone experience sexual gratification if that is what you mean. I have not decided how I feel about the entire escapade. I feel really funny about fucking a guy in the ass. That is not my thing," Bob emphatically stated."Okay, I get it, you are not Gay, but this does not seem like a Gay moment. It all seems to hang around Beth and her actions. So it is very heterosexual," Josh said in hopes of reassuring Bob of his masculinity. "Well, if you put it that way maybe so but I still rather funny about it. I have to admit I did enjoy it but then I have had anal sex with a woman and enjoyed that too. I don't know if it is that much difference when you get right down to the act itself," Bob replied feeling better at Josh's explanation of the events."Well I guess when you get right down to it an ass is an ass. What happened then?""I pulled out of him, looked at Beth who was smiling a very sexy smile, pulled up my pants, and came home and had a drink.""What an afternoon you had!" Josh said."Yes, it was a wild one.""One more thing; would you do it again?" Josh asked with a big smile on his face."That damn Beth could probably make me do anything she wanted if she approached me with that sexy naked body of hers," Bob said and laughed."Let's both have a drink on that," Josh replied.As Bob watch Josh drive away he felt rather confused. He had just confided in Josh and felt rather comfortable with that since he knew Josh was a good guy. He was also pleased that Josh had in anyway been judgmental over what had happened. Bob just wondered whether he really would do again. He also wondered whether he enjoyed Beth's control over him and one part of him wanted to be in that situation again. -= Chapter 15 =-The next day Rev Wallace sat his wife down for a talk."Now I know there is something going on with Sally. Who do you think put her up to questioning you about Beth's counseling?" he asked."I don't have any idea but it did seem like she was gathering the information for someone. Now that I think about it she looked rather relieved after I told her about what I knew," Carol replied."Okay, I want you to be very subtle and find out what is going on. There is something up with probably Sally and Beth. We need to know what that is, do you understand?" he explained rather harshly."Yes, is it okay to do whatever I need to in order to find out?" she asked."Yes, if you need to eat more pussy to find out that is fine. For that matter you can even suck or fuck a cock if need be," he added.Carol was surprised. Her husband had never placed this much trust in her; always before she would have to report every step to him. Now he was given her some authority to do what she thought was best. This along with the wonderful glow she had as the result of the cream for her punishment found Carol in a fantastic energetic mood.The next day there was a meeting at the Church and both Sally and Beth would be in attendance. Carol planned on seeing what she could learn at that time.Carol arrived early at the Church. She knew Sally was always one of the first to arrive so she thought she would begin there. Carol thought about her first instance with Sally in the bathroom. It had been Sally who was not wearing panties and so had in effect seduced her. She wondered how much of this was Sally's idea and how much was it Sally's husband Jack."Hi Sally," Carol said in greeting. Sally was the first one there."Hi Carol," she responded. Sally had always liked Carol even before their recent interludes."Are you wearing any panties?" Carol asked in a seductive voice.Sally was a bit surprised at Carol's directness but a part of her loved it that Carol liked her pussy so much."As a matter of fact I am not, Jack does not want me to wear them anymore," Sally answered but did not pull up her dress as Carol had wanted."Nice, would you show me?" Carol decided to push the point a bit.Again Sally was surprised that Carol would ask her but decided what the hell."Well if you insist," Sally said and pulled her dressed up to display the nice little slit between her legs."Oh that is so nice, does Jack like it that I love your pussy so much?" Carol asked seeking a bit of further information.This somewhat caught Sally off guard."Yes, he likes that idea that the minister's wife loves to eat my pussy," she replied."I am glad. I guess he likes to hear about Beth too," she slipped into the conversation."No, why would you ask that?" Sally said without thinking and then caught herself."Oh, I just thought since you were so inquisitive about her that it was Jack wanting to know. Beth is a very sexy woman," Carol continued."No, it was not him that wanted to know," Sally said seeing she was getting herself deeper into a possible problem of who wanted to know.Several other people arrived and rescued Sally. She was relieved to be free of that conversation. However, as the meeting progress Sally could not get the picture of Carol staring at her pantiless pussy. There was just something about this that really made her pussy wet. No matter what she did her thoughts returned to this the thought of Carol lusting over her pussy.When the meeting was over Sally did not leave and as the last lady left she found herself alone with Carol."Sally, I am sorry but I just can't get the thought of your pussy out of my mind," Carol said as they watch the last lady exit the building. "I have to admit it does excite me to know you enjoy seeing my pussy," Sally replied."What has gotten into Sally, you did not use to be anything like this?" Carol queried."I don't know. I guess it began when I went to that conference with Josh," Sally said just letting her secret slip. She immediately wished she had not said anything."Wow, what did Josh do to you?" Carol asked finding this conversation very interesting and she knew her husband would also be interested in what happened between Sally and Josh."I should not have said anything. I am very happy with Jack and we are having so much fun these days. I don't want anything to mess that up," Sally responded."Oh, I would never do anything or say anything that would harm you marriage. I am the minister's wife. If you can't confide in me who can you trust," Carol said learning some of this from her husband."It is just some things happened between Josh and me that kind of open my eyes to all the physical aspects of a marriage. It showed me how a loving wife can please her husband and in return how pleasing that can be for her. I guess I have just loosened up a lot. I still can't believe how much I enjoyed you eating my pussy," Sally confessed."I also have to admit I enjoyed eating your pussy too," Sally said and blushed."I love eating your pussy but I don't want you to think I just do that with anyone. It is just you and Beth. After Sam made me eat her I knew I loved eating her pussy. Sam is okay with it and even likes to watch. Now that Beth has opened up she and Mike have all kinds of fun. There I have opened up to you. Did you enjoy Josh eating your pussy," Carol continued wanting more details. However, Carol was also feeling the excitement in her body swell. Her pussy needed attention."Oh, Josh did all kinds of things to me that I never thought I would ever do. He spanked me, he fucked me and he even stuck it in my ass," Sally said fully revealing her secret. She was also feeling pressure and her pussy was not dripping juices that were running down her legs."Wow, and that opened up things for you. Did you like him sticking it up your ass?""Before I would have been grossed out just at the thought, but when Josh was fucking my pussy like a dog, he slipped it up and before I knew his cock was pressing against my asshole. At first I resisted but at the time there was nothing I could do. After the initial discomfort of getting his cock in me I felt so full and the feeling of him thrusting it in and out drove me crazy. Then when I felt him cum inside me I had one of the most intense orgasms I ever had," Sally exclaimed."Wow, that is so intense. I like in the ass sometime but it never felt as good as you describe your experience. Did you suck him off and eat his cum?" Carol asked."Yes, I could not believe it. There was just something about him that controlled me. When he came in my mouth I could not get enough of his cum. I don't what it was, I swallowed it all and wanted more," Sally continued."I am so glad he opened you up because I really want to eat your pussy right now. Pull up that dress now," Carol commanded.Sally did as requested and soon was spurting pussy juice all over her friend's face. As she had a major orgasm Carol pushed her down on the floor. Carol removed her panties and now squatter over Sally's face. Soon with Sally's tongue licking her clit Carol went into heaven with a large orgasm.As Carol raised herself off Sally's face they looked at each other. Both their faces were smeared with pussy juice."Come on to the bathroom. We are a mess. Let get cleaned up before someone discovers that we are two pussy eaters," Carol said.As they walked to the bathroom Carol knew her husband would be very pleased with her for gathering all this information on Sally and Josh. Sally also thought that Josh would be pleased with the added information she had learned from Carol.-= Chapter 16 =-Carol went home soon after her encounter with Sally. Her husband was sitting at the table in the kitchen eating a sandwich."Hi," he said as she entered."Hi, I found out some things that might interest you Sam," she said."Oh, what did my little lady learned today," he said with a smile.Carol told him all about what Sally had told her about Josh. Rev Wallace listened with great interest. "So Sally even let Josh fuck her in the ass?" he asked."Not only did she let him she really liked it and got off to it," she replied."Wow, so our little Sally likes to have her butt fucked. I like that," he said with a smile and pulled out his cock.This was a signal for Carol to get down on her knees and suck it. This time his cock did get hard but then he pushed her away. "Get up and bend over," he said as he opened the refrigerator and got a stick of butter which he rubbed on his cock."Bend over," he ordered.Carol complied and felt his panties being pulled down. She then felt the cold butter being wipes on her asshole. She then felt his finger penetrating her with the slippery butter. It did not take long for his cock to slip inside her."Ohhh!" she moaned as his cock filled her up. She was still excited from her recent encounter with Sally. With a cock filling her up she felt her pussy began to drip juice. As he began to thrust inside her she felt her orgasm growing. She felt his cock swell inside her and spurt out his juice. With that her entire body shuttered and an orgasm overwhelmed her. This resulted in her butt contracting squeezing even more cum out of her husband's cock. They both loved it.As he pulled his cock out of her butt she sat down. She could feel some of his cum slipping out of her ass as she sat there. As she enjoyed the glow from their union she did not tell him anything about what she had told Sally about him.Rev Wallace wondered how he could use this information. Rev Wallace was not a bad man but he did take advantage of situations. He always rationalized that if it were good for both people then it was a good thing to do. His counseling had always been very helpful to the women he saw. Just about all of them reported that their married life greatly improved. Not only was the sex much better but the overall quality of their married life also improved. Just because he used his own cock as a substitute for the husband's cock was just a technicality, a tool of the counseling.He felt in Beth's case his wife has also been required to fully free her of her many hang ups. One should not argue with success.However, now he had a situation in which another man was involved who by his own means had released another woman's hang ups about sex. He wanted to know more about what happened and how it had happened.He knew Josh and thought him to be a good person. He was active in the Church and most everyone liked him. He was surprised that Josh would have enjoyed taking advantage of Sally but Josh was a man and Sally was a grown woman. She must have given Josh some kind of signals that allowed him do what he did not her. The Rev smiled as his visualized Josh fucking Sally in the ass.The next day Sally phoned Josh. "Hi, Josh. I have some more news for you," she said."Great, what did you find out?""Carol told me more about her husband. She said that he had made her eat Beth's pussy and he had enjoyed watching her do it. It seems he uses these techniques in his counseling to allow the women to fully express their sexuality. He also gets his own sexual satisfaction for watching and then having them perform on him. He also appears to have full control of Carol and she will do most anything he wants her to but I think she does have a few secrets that he does not know," Sally explained to Josh."Thanks Sally, you have done very well and I appreciate it. Are things still going well between you and Jack?" he asked."Yes, things have never been better. While I still am confused over what we did, it worked out so well for Jack and I that I have to thank to you," she replied."I am glad things are going so well. I guess you are being a very good mommy to him," Josh added."Yes, I am a good mommy to him and he treats his mommy very well," she said as she felt her face reddened."Well, what we did will be our secret and if you ever need a booster shot let me know," Josh said.With that they ended the conversation.Josh sat thinking I might need to have a chat with Rev Wallace.Funny thing was Rev Wallace was thinking he needed to have a chat with Josh.It was next week that Josh noticed the Church was having a Men's prayer breakfast. He decided to go.Rev Wallace greeted the men as they arrived for the prayer breakfast. He was surprised but also curious when Josh arrived. They greeted each other and sat down to eat. After the breakfast was over Rev Wallace went to Josh."Josh, we have never really sat down and talked have we?" he asked."No, I don't guess we have, maybe we should," Josh replied."I think that is a marvelous idea," Rev Wallace said and they made a date to meet in his office.Both these men had a suspicion that the other knew something they should not know about each other. They were both correct because of their female spies.They met later that week in Rev Wallace's office."Come in Josh," Rev Wallace said inviting Josh into his office."Hi Rev. How are you?" he replied as he sat down in one of the comfortable chairs."I am doing very well. Everything seems to be going well with the Church and most of its members. I am very pleased with how friendly everyone is," he said."Yes, this is a friendly Church. That is one of the reason I like it so much here. I hear you do quite a bit of counseling," Josh said wanting to open up the conversation a bit."Yes, I do quite a bit of counseling. So many people these days have marital problems. I see a lot of those," Rev Wallace explained."Oh I bet you do. You might have helped me in my divorce but that was a long time ago.""So you never remarried?" Rev Wallace asked."No, just never found anyone that would put up with me," he replied."I understand you are very friendly with Sally," Rev added wondering how Josh would respond."Yeah, Sally is a nice woman, I like her," he replied taking the bait."I heard you did some counseling with her and it worked out rather well.""It is interesting that you say that. I don't know if it was really counseling. It just seemed to work out well the way things happened. She tells me now she is the happiest she has been in marriage and her husband feels the same way. I am very happy for them," Josh explained."Maybe you can give me some pointers on what you did to achieve this," Rev Wallace asked."From what I understand Rev you know many ways to allow a woman to open up so their relationship can improve with their husband," Josh responded."It seems we know a lot about each other even though this is the first time we have ever even discussed anything," Rev pointed out."Yeah, it is funny how things like that work out. But it seems we both want the best for people and even though sometimes there may be some extra pleasure for us, if it turns out well then it works out fine," Josh continued."I totally agree with you Josh. If you make someone happy it does not really matter that much how you accomplished it as long as you did not hurt anyone. And if in the process you enjoyed yourself then so much the better," Rev Wallace said in agreement."I believe we have a lot in common Rev. I got a lot out of Sally and it worked out fine for both of us," Josh said revealing a bit more of what he had done."I fine sometimes in my counseling there are things I need to do to create an atmosphere so that a woman can be open to her hidden features. In completing that process I also enjoy what I find about the woman and what lessons she might need to learn. I sometimes must volunteer myself to aid in her learning various techniques which will improve her relationship with her husband," Rev Wallace explained."Does that part of yourself include your cock?" Josh suddenly asked.Without hesitation by the question Rev Wallace said, "Yes, sometimes that is require since sex is one of the most common problems. Many women simply do not know how to fully please a man and sometimes I have to assist them in learning. I understand you did quite a bit of assisting Sally in her education.""Now that you mention it, I guess I did give her a few valuable lessons in how a woman can open herself up to a man. Sometimes a man wants a mommy and sometimes he wants a whore. I believe Sally might have learned how to be both.""Josh, I hope you will agree to keep this conversation private between the two of us. I have always wanted someone to discuss my counseling technique with and you seem to have quite a bit of experience in such matter even though you are not a Reverend.""I will be quite happy to keep this private. I would not want everyone to know of my attitude toward such things. But I am enjoying this conversation with you. How does your wife feel about your counseling techniques? Josh asked."She knows all about many of them and sometimes she will help me," Rev Wallace said."Your wife is a sexy woman so I can see how she would be a great asset when it came to having men open up," Josh replied."Carol will follow my instructions on anything that I feel is helpful. I like that trait in a woman. Would you like to see a demonstration?" Rev Wallace asked."Sure," Josh answered.Rev Wallace pulled out his phone and made a call."Carol can you come to my office?" Josh heard him say.A few minutes later there was a knock on the door."Come in," Rev Wallace said."Oh hi Josh," Carol said as she entered the office."Hi Carol.""We are doing an experiment and I need you to assist Carol," Rev Wallace instructed."Okay, what do you want me to do?" she asked."First, remove your blouse," he ordered.Josh could see a confused look on Carol face but she slowly unbuttoned her blouse taking it off and laying it on the chair."Okay, now take off your pants."She complied with her husband's instruction but Josh could see she was blushing as she stood there in her bra and panties."See what I mean Josh, Carol is a great asset to me.""I can certainly see that," Josh said as his eyes traveled over her sexy body."Carol, take off your bra and show Josh your breasts," Rev Wallace ordered.Carol was now bright red with blush as she removed her bra and her small breasts were revealed to Josh. Sam had never made her strip down before another man but she while felt embarrassed she also felt her pussy begin to moisten as saw Josh's eyes caressing her breasts. She felt her nipple get very hard from his stares."They are very nice, I love those perky nipples," Josh said."Well they could be bigger but that is what she has," he replied making Carol blush even more."Okay, take off you panties and show Josh your pussy."Carol removed her panties and stood facing Josh. She was now totally naked. She could feel her pussy lips touching her now swelling clit. She wondered what was going to happen but she knew she would have to have some relief from the increasing sexual tension that was flowing through her body."Spread you legs a bit, Give Josh a good look at your pussy," Rev ordered.Carol complied and stood there with her legs spread a bit. Josh saw a bit of pussy juice slide down Carol's leg. He could feel a growing bulge in his pants."I know Carol is turning you on Josh. I bet your cock is hard right now.""I have to admit it is," Josh answered.When Carol heard this her body trembled and it felt like small electrical shocks were moving up and down her spine as she watched Josh savoring her body."Do you want to fuck Carol? Rev Wallace suddenly asked.Carol could not believe her husband had asked this but now her pussy was very wet. She hoped Josh would answer yes. She wanted a cock in her pussy."Yes, I would like to fuck her," Josh answered. He was very surprised at how this conversation had gone but Carol was a very attractive sexy woman and he did not mind Rev Wallace watching him fuck his wife."There is only one restriction Josh. Her pussy is only for me to penetrate. That means if you want to fuck her you will have to fuck her ass," Rev Wallace said.When Carol heard this her reddened face got even redder but her pussy also got wetter. She loved it in her ass and Rev Wallace seldom gave her that pleasure. "Sure, I would love to fuck her in the ass," Josh said."Carol, come over here and bend over. Present your ass to Josh," Rev Wallace said in a stern voice. He did not have to order her she was willing and ready for Josh's cock to fill her ass."Okay Josh, her ass is yours. I hope you don't mind if I watch."Rev Wallace now position Carol down on her hand and knees with her face almost in his lap. As Josh pulled off his pants and noticed that Rev Wallace's cock was also out and it looked like Carol would be sucking it while he fucked her. Josh had no problems with this at all.Josh got down and placed his cock on her asshole and pushed. It was tight but soon it slipped in."Ohhhh," Carol moans as she felt his cock invade her ass.Josh pushed again and his cock went all the way inside Carol. It was a very tight warm fit."Mmmmm," Carol muttered as Josh's cock filled her bowel.Josh then began to thrust his cock in and out of her ass."Oh yes Josh that feels so good," Carol whimpered but this was the last she could speak since her mouth was now full of her husband's cock.It did not take Josh long to feel his cock beginning to expand and the cum beginning to gathered. As he gave a very hard thrust that lifted Carol off her knees his cock began to spurt his cum deep inside her. As he did so Rev Wallace also began to fill her mouth with his cum. Carol was in heaven. She was being filled with cum from both ends.Josh and Rev Wallace looked at each other and smiled. Both were still impaling Carol; Josh with his cock up her ass and Rev Wallace with his cock in her mouth."Okay, Carol get up and go get cleaned up," Rev Wallace ordered as both of them released their hold on Carol.Carol stumbled up almost like she was intoxicated by all the cum. She smiled at them as she picked up her clothes and left the room."Did you enjoy that Josh?" Rev Wallace asked."Of course I did. Your wife has a tight ass," Josh answered."There is one more incident I guess you might want to know," Josh said. He then reported what has happen with Bob."If you want some of the videos I have them although Bob would not give me the one in which he participated. He showed it to me but said he did not want anyone else to see it. He still feels funny about having sex with a guy," Josh continued."I can understand his anxiety over that. Many guys have latent homosexual feelings and cannot handle them if they become conscious," Rev Wallace explained.Josh wondered about that last statement but he was feeling rather good at this point and wondered if Rev Wallace had anything else in mind."I believe we need to get Beth and Sally to fully report everything that is happening so we are able to help them complete their transition to a healthy happy marriage," Rev Wallace said."How are we going to do that?""That is the question. Let me think about it and we will discuss it further," Rev Wallace said. -= Chapter 17 =-Rev Wallace sat alone in his office pondering the overall situation in which he found himself. There was much to be thought out.Rev Wallace took his role as spiritual leader very seriously and in his heart wanted do what he could to improve his members' lives. He admitted that his techniques were radical but over and over he found they worked well.Rev Wallace felt that there was no need for all the aspects of an individual to be at war. Many spiritual leaders condemned sex as an animalistic problem that should be avoided at all cost. Sex was only for procreation's purposes and should not be used as recreational. Rev Wallace totally rejected this idea. He felt that all aspects of a person should be in congruence and by accepting both the physical, mental, and spiritual aspects of oneself was the way to become a whole person. Only by this congruence could one obtain full spirituality. He had found so many people's conflicts related to their sexual confusion that he felt his techniques allowed them to discover how to fully connect with another person. He felt the physical aspect was just one aspect and should not only not be ignored but it should be celebrated.Rev Wallace often included some of these themes in his service but had to be careful because his progressive ideas were foreign to most of his members. As result he found that in individual counseling which often did include a sexual encounter was very beneficial for the individual allowing them to released their inner unconscious conflicts about their sexual nature. Now he was the first to admit that he enjoyed these encounters too. To fully have the privilege to explore one of these sexy young ladies bodies was a wonderful experience. However, he justified it by knowing that ultimately their sex lives with their husbands would be greatly improved. From all reports this had shown to be accurate. Many husbands had been greatly surprised at their wives' new appreciation of sex and their loss of many inhibitions led to a more adventurous and exciting sex life.In response to these ideas he wondered how to handle the current situation. He had never found himself in such a tangle of people. He felt that his work had been successful to a degree since many of his members were now enjoying their partners in way they had never even considered. However, at this point he had to be very careful to discover a means to cement all of the progress that had been made. He decided that Josh might be a key so arranged for another meeting with him.Rev Wallace met Josh the next day in his office."Hi Josh," he said as Josh sat down."What can I do for you Rev?" Josh asked curious as to the nature of their meeting."Josh, I do not know you that well but from what I understand you are a very nice guy and everyone says only good things about you. I am working on a proposal and while I do not have everything worked out I would need both you cooperation and you input," Rev Wallace explained."Well, tell me more and maybe I will be able to help," he replied."I am working on a plan that would bring all my counseling together for the best possible results for all involved. This would also include the counseling that you have done. I believe that sex is simply a gift that all should enjoy without conflict. We have both in our own way opened the door for a number of people to be able to enjoy this gift. However, we need to complete the process and I need your help in doing this," Rev Wallace explained."This sounds intriguing. Tell me more.""I am looking for a way to unite everyone in some type of situation which will bring everyone together and free them all from their inhibitions. What do you think?" Rev Wallace asked."I think that is a great idea but we do have quite a diverse group of people," Josh replied."Yes, we do. Let's see where we should begin.""First, we have to consider your students. That would be Jack and Sally. From what I have learned he likes for her to be his mommy and tie up his balls. You certainly freed her up and that allowed Jack to open up fully. Now they have a great sex life," Rev Wallace explained."Yeah, I was surprised about that since Sally really enjoys being controlled herself," Josh added."Well, Sally also likes to leave her panties at home and she enjoys eating pussy," Rev Wallace continued."Then it seems our techniques have produced some dominant women as with Beth and Mike and his new found enjoyment of stockings. It is funny how we took control of both women and suddenly they took control of their husband. It is also interesting how Bob fits into the picture and how Beth made him fuck her husband's ass," Rev Wallace said."Yeah, I was rather surprised by all of this. Bob still feels rather funny about what he did but he had to admit he really enjoyed Mike's tight ass," Josh replied."Then all the girls seem to like eating pussy or having their pussy eaten. I wondered what would happen if we bring everyone together at a party and see what results," Rev Wallace said."Well something would have to start the festivities. I mean they would probably just act normal unless something happened.""Yes, but that is where you begin. I think since this all began with Sally we should begin with her," Rev Wallace explained."What do you have in mind?" Josh said with a smile on his face."Do you still have some control over her?""Yes, I believe that I do.""Your job is to make sure that Sally comes to the party in a dress with no panties. I will make sure that Carol and Beth also leave her panties at home. Then after a few drinks we will implement our plan. I will tell them I have some lessons for them and we will go from there.""Okay, I hope you know what you are doing.""Of course I do," Rev Wallace said as he leaned back in the chair with a large grin on his face.The party was set for the next Friday evening at Rev Wallace's home. When he phoned Beth he suggested to her that a good wife would often go without panties when they attended parties because this really turned on their man. He also surprised her by telling her that Mike should also wear his garter belt and stockings."How did you know about that?" she asked in amazement."Oh, I know lots of things," he replied leaving it a mystery.He had Carol set a menu for the party and also prepare some rather strong punch. She did as he requested. She seldom ever found a reason to question his instructions.Josh phoned Sally and told her about the party. She was surprised by his new friendship with Rev Wallace but agreed that she would not wear any panties to the party. "Make sure you bring you little boy," he said and laughed."I will," Sally said with some hesitation. She and Jack had continued to play this game and it seemed he liked it very much. Since she loved it when she was able to get him excited she loved it too.Josh called Bob and told him about the party. Bob was at first a bit reluctant since he did not have a date but after Josh told him he would also be going along Bob agreed to come. He expressed some concerned about Beth and Mike being there but Josh assured him he would have a good time.Friday night arrived and Beth and Mike were the first to arrived at Rev Wallace's home. Mike was a bit anxious over the fact that under his pants he was wearing panties, a garter belt, and black fishnet stockings but he had bowed to his wife's insistence. As Beth got out of the car she could feel the cool night air on her exposed pussy just below her rather show black skirt."Hi Beth and Mike," Rev Wallace greeted as they entered the home. Carol also came into greet them and Beth noticed she was dressed in an almost see through blouse and when the light was right she could see Carol's nipples contained in what appeared to be a very sheer bra. It did little to hide her breasts. As Beth watch she felt her pussy become moist at the thought of Carol's lewdness.Sally and Jack arrived next. As they got out of the car Sally said, "Now Bobby you are going to be a good little boy tonight and do whatever I say?""Yes ma'am, I will be good and do what you say," he replied in his subservient voice.Sally reached over and grabbed his cock through his pants and squeezed it. She could feel it swell as she rubbed it. When he was semi-hard she said, "Let's go to the party."They were greeted at the door by Rev Wallace. As they entered the room they said hello to Beth and Mike. Sally also noticed Carol's rather reveal blouses and smiled. "I wonder what is going on tonight," she thought to herself.Josh and Bob arrived next so now all the participants were present. They milled around and ate some appetizers and drank some punch. The taste of the alcohol in the punch was somewhat disguised and soon it had loosened everyone up a bit. It was time for the Rev to address the group."I want everyone to know that I have working on project for some time. It began with Carol and when I felt it was successful there I moved on and used it is my counseling among other places. As you have heard me say in the past I believe we are all composed of three aspects: a physical, a mental, and a spiritual. These are all normal aspects are all good. It has seemed to be that the wrong kind of emphasis is placed on the physical these days. Everyone is so inhibited in some of these aspects that we missed a very important part of our nature.""You hear me preach a lot on the spiritual but I am also concerned with physical and that is one reason I invited you here tonight. We are going to explore a bit of our physical desires and work to be open about these. One thing that I want everyone to agree upon before we begin. That is everything that happens tonight stays with this group. No one is disclosed anything to anyone. Now I am very serious about this so can I have your solemn word of confidentiality about this?"Rev Wallace looked at his audience one by one and everyone agreed."Now some of this may make some of you a bit uncomfortable but I will guarantee it will be worth the discomfort. Carol come up here," he ordered.Carol did not know what her husband had planned and felt a rush of anxiety as she walked to the center of the room. She wondered about all of this when he instructed her to wear the revealing blouse and forbade her to wear any panties."Now some of you have noticed that Carol's blouse and her bra allows one to easily the see the outline of her nipples. You will notice as I speak her nipples have hardened a bit and now are poking through the material," he said.Carol was now blushing but had felt her nipples begin to hardened as she saw everyone staring at her breasts. She also felt her pussy beginning to tingle. She worked to control this."Now from our work I know my wife. Right now her physical side is responding in a natural response to a sexually stimulating situation. You can see she is blushing as she attempts to consciously soften her nipple response but the more she attempts this the more erect her nipples become," he instructed. He then pointed to his wife's nipples which now were very visible. Carol had always had very sensitive nipples and could have an orgasm just by nipple stimulation. He reached over and squeezed one of her nipples. Carol could not contain the soft moan that everyone heard."Carol remove your blouse," he ordered.Carol complied and slowly unbuttoned her blouse reveal a sheer bra that did little to conceal her breasts and her erect nipples. A murmur went through the crowd as their minister's wife showed everyone her boobs."Now Beth and Sally would you please join us?" Rev Wallace asked.Beth and Sally looked at one another as they stood up and went to join the Rev and his wife. Sally had already felt the stirring inside her as Carol removed her blouse. As Beth arose she again felt the cool air on her already moist pussy lips.They stood next to Carol and felt the anxiety of all the men looking at them wondering what was next."Are you sexually excited Sally?" he asked.Sally blushed and did not say anything."See Sally is blushing showing her inhibited nature. She is afraid of judgment for us to know that she is sexually excited by seeing Carol stand up here and reveal her breasts. However, if you will look at my crotch you will see that I am also sexually excited as are all you gentlemen sitting out there. I am simply saying this is the natural way and there is nothing evil about this. In fact it is the opposite of evil we should celebrate our sexuality."He watched as various individuals in the group shifted nervously as they listened to his lesson. He could also see various signs of sexual stimulation in everyone. He watched the guys shift around to ease the pressure of their erect cocks and the women rub various parts of their bodies."Beth remove Carol's dress," Rev Wallace suddenly said.Beth looked at him rather surprised but after a moment of hesitation she stepped next to Carol and unbuttoned her skirt. As it fell to the floor everyone could see that Carol did not have panties and her glistening pussy was visible for all to see. Carol now blushed but not only with embarrassment but also with sexual excitement as she displayed her body to the entire group."Beth begin to caress Carol's breast. Sally go to the other side and caress her other breast," Rev Wallace ordered.Both the women complied. Beth began first and felt the delicate softness of Carol's boob. As she caressed it she felt the harden nipple. She heard Carol softly moan as she squeezed it. Carol moaned again as Sally began her ministration of her other boob. Carol was now finding it difficult to stand and so both women were holding her up."Jack, what do you think of your mommy up here touching another woman's titty?" Rev Wallace suddenly asked.Jack did not immediately respond as he was surprised by the question and the knowledge that Rev Wallace had of his private sexual life. It seemed Rev Wallace knew everything."Well Jack what do you think?" he asked again."I like seeing her do that," Mike managed to stammer."Now everyone, Mike is being honest with his feelings as I expect everyone to be," Rev Wallace said as the two women continued to caress his wife's breast. Carol had her eyes closed and it was obvious she was enjoying the sensations."Mike, come up here," Rev Wallace ordered.Mike slow rose and walked to the Rev. "Mike remove your pants."Mike slowly unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants reveal his panties, garter belt, and black stockings."Take off your shirt."Mike took off his shirt and now was standing in his woman's attired for all to see. From the bulge in his panties it was obvious his cock was now hard."Now we can see that Mike is really turned on by everything and that is a good thing. In fact I know that everyone is now feeling hot.""Sally and Beth removed your skirts."They stopped their caressing and each removed their skirts. As they fell to the floor again everyone could see neither were wearing panties and their glistening pussies were also visible to everyone.Rev Wallace look at Josh and both knew he was in complete control. Josh smiled at the Rev giving him full permission to continue."Beth and Sally removed your blouses," he ordered.They both complied and now were standing naked before the group. Mike was also standing there watching closely. He felt an intense desire to rub his cock but he resisted this waiting for further instruction from Rev Wallace."Jack, come up here."Jack rose and walk to the Rev."Now take off all your clothes."Jack slowly undressed and was now standing naked with his cock sticking straight out. Rev Wallace handed Sally and piece of nylon cord."Okay Sally, tied his balls like he likes it."Sally took the cord and bent down. She tied her husband's balls and then stood there holding the cord."Lead him around the room a bit and let everyone see how you control your little man."Sally paraded Jack around the room pulling on the cord and tugging on his balls. "Josh and Bob are you enjoying the show?" Rev Wallace asked."Yes, very much so," Josh quickly responded."Yes, I am too," Bob said feeling uneasy as to what he had got himself into. He wondered what was going to happen."Bob, don't you like Mike's little outfit?"Bob's face reddened with this but he had to admit seeing Mike standing there in his garter belt was exciting him."Yes, I like it," he said deciding to be honest with his feelings."Turn around Carol and show everyone your sexy ass."Carol turned around and bent over revealing all her goodies."Josh, the other day you really seem to like sticking your cock up her ass?""Yes, I loved it. Her ass is nice and tight and I shot a huge load up it," Josh said and smiled remember the incident."Okay, now we will proceed. I want everyone else and that includes Josh and Bob as well as myself to remove all your clothes. Mike you have leave on your stockings but take off your garter belt and panties," Rev Wallace demanded.There was some rustling as clothes were discarded and now everyone in the room was naked. The only clothes left were Mike's stockings and Jack's tied balls."Now we are all the same. As I look all the guys' cocks are at attention. You three ladies nicely shaven pussies are glistening. This is just what I want. We are going to have a fantastic experience that is not only sexual but is also illuminating. As we proceed you will at least for a moment lose your individualist. We will become one," he explained."Beth bend over and spread your legs."Beth did as instructed."Mike stick your cock up Beth's ass and then be very still."Mike moved toward his wife and with a slurp his cock slipped in her wet pussy."Mike bend forward a bit. Bob, go and insert your cock into Mike's ass and then be very still."Bob looked a embarrassed but did as instructed. With a bit of force and a grunt from Mike Bob's cock slipped inside him.They did as instructed and now Bob, Mike, and Beth were connected in a most intimate manner. "Carol move over here by me and bend over so Bob can insert his cock in your ass."Rev Wallace then lay on the floor. He positioned Carol so that she could squat down on his cock with Josh re-positioned himself so that he remained lodged inside her ass. Now Carol had a cock in both her ass and her pussy."Jack sit in that chair." Jack had the largest cock of the group and it was at least eight inches.Jack did leaving Sally standing there wondering what was next.Beth, you guys slowly move over here. Beth squat a bit and you guys follows so that Jack's cock goes into Beth's pussy."They did as instructed. It was quite a site. Beth had a cock in her pussy and her ass. Her husband had a cock in his ass."Now Sally come over here and squat down on my face."As Sally sat down toward his face she was also face to face with Carol. As they waited for further instructions they kissed. Before her pussy made contact with the Rev's mouth he said, "Now in this unity we are all going to merge into the one, we will move away from the duality of this world if only for a short time. Now slowly in common rhythm everyone begin moving."There was an intense sexual energy permutations throughout the atmosphere of the room as each man began a slow movement of their cock into their various receptacles. The two women were full to the brim with cock and Sally immediately felt the long tongue of her minister penetrating her pussy. As she did so her tongue was also intertwined with Carol's as they passionately kissed.Moaning could be heard from all sectors of the room. Everyone was in an intense state of consciousness as each felt the room fading and only the sensations of their bodies existed. Suddenly it exploded. As if time perfectly by some celestial clock everyone began to cum at once. The men screamed as they each shot load after load of cum into their partner. The women also screamed as they each had the most intense orgasm they had ever had. Each person felt their conscious slipping somewhere else. Their egos seemed to dissolved in the moment and there was nothing but the feelings that were being generated by their sex. For each person the moment seemed to last indefinitely until finally they could stand it no longer and the group simple collapsed upon itself. Slowly each person seemed to slip from the bliss of unity and dissolved back into the duality of the ego. Bodies were group in a heap still connected by their sex as they all lay on the floor.Rev Wallace looked at the group and smiled. This was good and now there would be regular meeting of this group. Who knows where it could go.END--------------------------------------------------------This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.--------------------------------------------------------Kristen's collection - Directory 83

girlofthemonthclub09.txt

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Chapter 9: September's Child, Little NudistWhen I opened the door after hearing a knock I got the biggest shock of my life. Standing on my steps, was a totally nude thirteen-year old girl. She had big brown eyes and light brown hair that was natural looking yet messy.I knew this was my September Girl-Of-The–Month Club offering but I had no idea she would come to me naked. I had subscribed to the club which had a different young girl sent to my house for an overnight fantasy each month.I quickly pulled her inside before the neighbors could see, trying to ascertain why she came to me like this."Hi, my name is Renee. I'm a nudist," she explained. "Normally I live in Florida but I came up for the fall, just for you." "Renee, now where have I heard that name before?" I asked myself."I bet you always wondered what it would be like to be at a nudist camp around naked little girls like me all day? Well here's you chance to find out," she continued. "But before we can, there's something I need you to do. I can't be the only one at camp naked now can I?"Understanding her meaning I started removing my clothes. It felt a little strange getting naked right here and now during the day in my house, and in front of a little girl, but I wanted to continue so I did what I was told.As I did, I took the opportunity to study Renee's naked teen body.She had the typical young body, very petite. She was not totally flat but had only small breast mounds. Her nipples were tiny nibs in the center of nickel sized, light brown areolas. Below a fairly protrusive pubic mound was a little slit surrounded by two thin outer lips. She had no pubic hair at all. Her whole pussy was bare and smooth.The only thing even remotely visible was a fleshy nub towards the top that I figured was her clitoral hood. Looking at her, I got an instant hard-on."That kind of thing is not allowed at nudist camp," she said touching my cock. "I hope they don't throw you out of here.""So how does a man like me get to have sex with a little girl like you at nudist camp?" I asked."Well first you need to know it's OK with my parents. In my circle this is signaled by having the girl's hair done natural, no braids." she replied.Looking up I was excited to see her hair fit the bill. "Then usually we would go for a walk in the woods to get 'to know' each other," she said."Well I don't have a woods but I have a large enclosed property. Would you like to go for a walk with me in it?" I asked.Renee nodded yes and I took her hand and led her out back.We walked through the garden and into a small grove of fruit trees I had.She stopped, leaned against a tree and continued to talk.I kept looking at her completely nude teen body.I loved it!She told me stories about life in a nudist camp. I was surprised at how much sex they had, though she explained it was always in private and always confined to friends within a small circle.She described how she lost her vaginal virginity just a few years ago to an older man like me. This got my penis even harder."Are we OK? Is my hard-on going to get me kicked out of camp?" I laughed."No silly. We're in a private area. And besides, I won't tell. I love seeing cocks when they are hard. Here, we can do anything we want, "she said, moving to the ground next to me."And what do you want to do?" I asked, watching her recline on the ground beside me.Reaching for my cock, she spoke."Well I really like seeing a guy cum. I like to feel a cock explode in my hand and then taste the cum," she answered grabbing my cock."I like to see little girls cum too," I said, putting my hand on her pussy slit.With that she spread her legs and I got an even better look at her pussy.Her little nub was more protrusive and I could now see her pussy hole. It was open slightly and I could tell it was already moist.I reached my hand down and put it into the opening. There, of course was no hymen and it slid right in.I pumped in and out, enjoying the smoothness of her teen insides. Then I took my thumb and rubbed at the bottom of her clitoral hood causing her clit to emerge.As we both fondled each other's genitals, I leaned over and gave her a kiss. She opened her mouth and stuck in her tongue. I knew I was in for a fun adventure. When my thumb speeded up on her clit she started to pump faster too. After a while of this I felt her whole body shaking. This caused me to cum all over her hand.After she rolled it around between her fingers and felt it, she put some of my cum into her mouth for a taste. I did the same with my wet finger.Both of us smiled as we licked our fingers clean."I think I know you quite well now," she said. "Looks like you can 'have sex with me' whenever you want.""How about now?" I said. I knew just what I needed to do next. I threw her on her back and buried my mouth in her teen twat.After probing her pussy hole with my tongue and tasting her juices, I clamped my mouth around her little clit. I sucked it like a ripe mango, licking as I did. Soon I had her little body again shaking like an earthquake. Then I rolled over onto my back. Renee saw this, went between my legs and popped my flaccid cock into her mouth.Although I had just cum recently, my cock expanded right there in her mouth. She sucked me like a pro and licked the underside of my shaft with her tongue. It wasn't long before I was spewing load after load of hot cum into her mouth. She swallowed it all, showed me her empty mouth and smiled at me.After calming down, we went inside for some dinner. It was weird sitting at the table eating naked.***When dinner was through she told me she wanted to show me some stuff online.We went over to my computer and she sat on my lap. She showed me some nudist websites and told me more stories about the nudist lifestyle. I am always very interested in hearing about nudism, especially when there are lots of pictures of naked little girls.Then she showed me some pictures from her camp near Tampa. There were lots of pictures of her with a naked twenty something year old woman. The woman had a spectacular body, nice breasts and a protruding pussy mound, just like Renee."Who is that?" I asked. "Your sister?""Well, um..." she stuttered, "Yes, I mean no...she's my mother.""Very young and beautiful," I thought to myself.I don't know if it was the pictures or the naked girl sitting on my lap, but I had another hard-on so I led Renee to my bedroom.***As she lay on her back, I noticed that I hadn't really explored her little breasts yet. I took some time to lean up and put each one in my mouth. I sucked the little nipples until they were hard. She seemed to like this for her breathing got swallow.Breasts are nice, but I am quite fond of pussy, especially teen pussy. I put a pillow under her butt. This brought her protruding mound into even closer view. I wanted to eat it again but my penis had other ideas. I didn't know what to do.Renee leaned back and spread her legs, as if to make the decision for me. She had that 'time to fuck me' look on her face.As I climbed over her, the tip of my cock zeroed in on her fuck hole. I pushed forward and my seven inches sunk in, balls deep. I am not that big but I had been surprised throughout this experience that a little cunt could accommodate an adult cock so easily. Renee's cunt felt as good as I thought it would. It was tight, hot and smooth. As I pumped in and out, her pussy walls melted into my shaft, making me feel at one with her.I thought I was as deep as I could get and then she pointed her legs upward and wrapped them around me. I sunk in even deeper. The tightest spongy flesh I ever felt surrounded my cockhead. As I pumped in and out, her moans increased and her breathing got quicker.Soon her vaginal walls were expanding and contracting around my penis as her pelvis was shaking up and down.I pushed in deep and unloaded a huge blast of cum deep inside her throbbing cunt. I stayed inside as I felt my pulsating cock continue to spew load after load of hot white semen inside of her. When I pulled out I grabbed the digital camera I had at my bedside. I love cream pies and I wanted to capture this one for prosperity.We fell asleep in each other's arms.***I woke up with my usual morning hard-on, preparing to give this month's girl one more fuck before sending her on her way. Seeing me, she rolled onto her front and put the pillow under her tummy. This raised her little butt and I prepared to take her doggy style. As my cockhead touched her pussy she turned her head back and shook it no."In here!" she said, pointing to her butt hole. I was a little surprised. I had had anal sex before with fourteen-year-old Selena but she was a slut and I expected it. I never expected it from innocent Renee. As I climbed on top, I thought I found the right spot with my hard cock but it just wouldn't go in.Luckily I remembered the lube I had in my nightstand so I reached over, gabbed it, and squirted some into her crack.This made all the difference in the world. My cock found the opening and slid right in. It felt amazing, like a super tight, hot cunt.It must have felt good to her too for the more I pumped in and out, the more turned on she seemed to be getting.Soon her whole body started shaking. I felt her anal muscles flexing and rippling around my shaft, which caused me to explode, deep inside of her. As I pulled out I viewed my first anal cream pie.We hugged for a while and then I cleaned her up.I gave Renee an old tee shirt to wear as she walked out the door. Even in it, her little ass looked pretty sexy as I watched her walk away."Renee, Renee," I thought to myself. "Now where have I heard that name before?""Oh well, it doesn't matter," I concluded. I went over to my desk and turned on my laptop. It was time for me to catch up on my teen erotica reading...To be continued...*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anythingin real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 82

blackwidow.txt

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Ms. Fung had worked for Beijing Export Ltd. for 12 years. It specialized in all kinds of hard to get western commodities that fetched a high price in the Far East. One of those commodities was young flesh. Not street kids, but the kind that usually made the TV news. It was a risky business, but very profitable, and there was a never ending demand for product. Not all sales went to the East, some clients were in Europe and the USA, but mainly they shipped to Hong Kong, Taiwan, Singapore, and Thailand. The company had branches in many different countries, and owned several useful businesses such as modeling agencies and clothing stores. Girls that paid with their parent's credit card left all kinds of useful information, like address, and phone #. Of course, the new craze in retail was to have client profiles, where they asked you all kinds of personal info, to keep tabs on your shopping habits. That info was also very useful to would be abductors. Very useful indeed.Ms. Fung had started as a street level pimp with ties to organised crime in Hong Kong. She endevoured to make herself useful to those higher up in the food chain, and she quickly found she could do well for herself in recruitment. She immigrated to the USA legally with the help of the company, and now she worked mainly on the west coast. She was Chinese, 35 years old, 5" 4" tall, with a slim build, narrow waist, and nice sized breasts. She had long black hair and long red painted fingernails. She always dressed conservative and clean, so as to not arouse suspicion. She looked every inch the rich, oriental lady she was, confident and well spoken, with a very good command of English but with an unmistakable Chinese accent. She could pass as a business lady or anything else that was required. She could go out as a total slut of course, but that was almost never required. Her current assignment was the manager and sole operator of a small dance clothing store, World of Dance. It was necessary for her to work alone, since her real business was anything but above board. The store was located in a suburb of L.A. and was a modest size. It was located in a more run down part of the neighbourhod, off the beaten path, but it advertised heavily and had very good prices. The competition often wondered how they could be so competitive and still stay profitable. Well, it was easy when you sold flesh for $50-100,000 dollars a pop, and were backed by organised crime. As a result, word of mouth amongst the dance community spread, if you were on a budget, World of Dance was the place to go for clothing. As a consequence, business was good enough to attract enough prospects. Like flies to the flame. Of course the store had some unique design features. It had three change rooms, one of which had a double door, the room was also sound proofed and had a hidden camera that was monitored from the front desk by a popup laptop pc, that was not in view normally. The front door could be locked with a remote switch or via a cell phone command, and had a neon sign that read "closed" when activated. The main lights would also dim, making the store look closed in seconds. It had a security camera with a cheap VCR, but alas, the tape would be unusable to police if they ever looked at it. What a shame, yes officer, we will get that fixed right away. No, she saw nobody fitting her description in here today. Pity, missing you say?In the back, to the right of the stores room where products were kept was a door that led to a small room with a large wooden cot and blanket. There was nothing else save the hidden camera. It was used to prepare the merchandise, and in case of a search, was also a small storage room and employee washroom. Nothing suspicious. The "capture rooms" door swung out to the hallway in the back, but it was only feet from the cot room. In the event of a search nothing would be left that would look out of place. The capture room's door would appear as if it was normally locked, and not used as a change room at all. Instead it would pass as the back office of the shop, where a cabinet was placed, and a few chairs. Nothing to see. In the cot room was stored the dark tools of Ms. Fung's sordid trade. A locked cabinet with needed supplies that included a weighted leather sap, also knows as a "cosh," which was made from a bag of BBs stuffed into a leather bag, tied off with a long leather handle, it weighed about 2 lbs. Half a dozen 1cc syringes, a spoon, water bottle, surgical tubing, and an ounce of street heroin, ampoules of morphine, a bottle of diethyl ether, and 3 pairs of rolled black socks for dousing. It also had a bottle of cheap vodka and orange mix and Tylenol 3s in a bag, 20 pairs of assorted pantyhose, a ball gag, a 9mm Beretta, and 3 pairs of handcuffs. A mask for the victim was not usually needed. Ms. Fung believed in being prepared, and any target had to be considered separately as to the best approach, and she needed things in case plans went awry, which they sometimes did. The store also had a non-descript brown van parked in the back, a 1987 GMC. Its passenger seats were removed and had a plain disposable mattress in the back, a tank of nitrosoxide laughing gas, surgical hose and mask, nothing more. It could be scrapped quickly at the companies drop off auto shop. The entire operation could be shut down in 15 minutes, and Ms. Fung would be off to another town, after a few weeks. She had a dozen fake IDs and could leave the country if things got too hot. She also had a black Cadillac for transport and sometimes work as well. She also had the job of mobile scouting, which quite simply was driving to various locations and picking up a victim at their residence, or somewhere else. Sometimes targets would also cross her path. She had the services of several company men who could do work for her, heavy lifting, driving, cleanup, whatever she needed, but she preferred to work alone. She was always on the prowl for a young girl, or boy, because they all made her money, as they always had. They were fawns in the forest, and she was the hunter.ACQUISITION #1:Ms. Fung was driving her black 2001 Cadillac on a warm summer day near a strip mall when she spotted a pretty girl working as a waitress in a family restaurant. She had on a red and white uniform that consisted of a long sleeved red and white dress that came down just above her knees. Ms. Fung parked the car a block away and went inside, making sure she changed tables to get the girls section. She had a closer look as she served other customers. She was quite a catch to look at, probably 16 years old, 5" 2," 110 lbs, Caucasian, with shapely calves. She had on a pair of seamed white tights and black velvet flats with the buckle over the foot. Her serving dress had a tight blue belt that accentuated her very small waist. Her hair was black, and short, she wore red lipstick and blue eye shadow, and just a hint of blush. Ms. Fung was sure she got tipped very well by the men who ate here. Yes indeed. Like many prospects though she knew the odds were not with her. There were boyfriends and parents who picked them up, all kinds of obstacles, but it never hurt to have a quick recon. She noted the store hours, and figured she probably worked 4pm-10pm, when the place closed. Her nametag read "Alyssa" as she came to her table. Ms. Fung noted the pert breasts she had, the size of grapefruits, she was the essence of budding maidenhood. Alyssa crossed her leg right over back and smiled at Ms. Fung. After ordering tea and a toasted bagel, her waitress sauntered back to place her order. Ms. Fung was an expert in hosiery, and noted Alyssa was wearing tight pattern white fishnet tights. They looked opaque from a distance but up close you could see they had the X pattern on them. She smelled wonderful, and had big brown eyes. Ms. Fung was also a lesbian rapist, and she had a hard time not staring at her server. The hardest part of his job was not fucking the merchandise, because more often than not, they were supposed to be delivered untouched. Maybe not all virgins, but as yet unbroken. She thought of the black, expensive, 10 inch strap on dildo in the car. She was getting wet. After eating, she parked across the street in a dark spot, and waited to see what fortune would play out. She had not aroused suspicion. She was dressed in black 4 inch pumps, a black below the knee skirt, cream nylons and a black top. She looked very conservative and proper. For a procuress of girls. The restaurant emptied out at 10:25pm, Alyssa had on a brown jacket over her uniform but was otherwise dressed the same as she walked south towards a main street. Ms. Fung could not believe her luck, there was no pickup for her. She watched as Alyssa took a side street one block down. Ms. Fung drove past her, and parked a block down. Alyssa sat at a bus stop and waited. There was another woman and a man there as well, all three boarded the No. 545 bus. It went past, she could see Alyssa sitting in the right side, by herself. She decided to risk it and hung behind the bus a few blocks, trying not to lose it. The bus made a right turn at an intersection just as the light went amber. Damn, she probably lost her. She followed, turned right, and to her shock almost ran Alyssa over as she sprinted across the residential street. Ms. Fung braked and swerved, and kept on driving. Alyssa looked a bit scared, but didn't notice the driver. Ms. Fung knew where she got off after work, and she drove on past, watching in the rear view mirror. The young girl walked past a large yard, then disappeared, presumably to her apartment complex that was there. Perfect. Ms. Fung came back after midnight and took a look at the area that her prey walked past. It was the large yard of a two story house with a hedge and a gate. It had a three foot open area near the neighbour's fence where a person could wait in the dark on the other side of the hedge. It was not perfect but it was close enough. Alyssa would not get a chance to struggle. Ms. Fung waited until the next night to see whether her girl was working, and she was. She then drove and parked her car across from the hedge opening. Alyssa would pass along the passenger side as she walked past. Ms Fung got ready for her. She was dressed for the night in a black, long sleeved danskin unitard, black runners, black leg warmers and a black sweater. Hair in a scrunchie. She had her supplies with her, and the trunk was ready with a blanket and pantyhose. She had prepared a 1cc syringe with enough "H" to send a 16 year old girl as high as a kite, and she had her cosh club ready. At 10:45 the bus drove past and Alyssa got out. As before she was wearing her red and white work dress, white tights, and pink runners this time and her brown jacket and purse. She walked casually down the street to where Ms. Fung was waiting. There were no other people on the street. It was a go. As Alyssa walked past Ms. Fung slipped out and swung the leather cosh with both hands. There was a loud "WHAP!" sound as the naive girl was concussed from behind. Her purse dropped to the pavement as her head flung back. As she staggered forward she put one hand on the Cadillac for support, the other hand went to her head. She moaned softly, "Uughh, oh my god..." and yet... stayed up. She dropped both hands on the rear bumper of the car, just for a moment, trying to get her bearings, completely stunned. Ms. Fung waited for just the right moment, said "here is your tip, my child," and cruelly swung again. "WHAP"! The young girl was "nailed" right on the top of her head and she sank to her knees without a sound, hands at her sides. She flopped over to the sidewalk next to the passenger rear door, her shapely legs splayed out as she lay unconscious on her side. Her white tights gleamed in the streetlights, she moved one knee up, but then nothing. Sounds of gurgling. Ms. Fung swung the passenger door open and grabbed the hapless waitress by her arms. She got in first and pulled Alyssa into the gleaming black Cadillac. Her fate was cast. Inside the car she laid the girl on her stomach and rested her head on her lap. She stroked the girl's hair with her long red nails, and said to her softly, "Soon you will be a women, my pretty thing." She produced the 1cc syringe from her belt pouch and rolled up her right sleeve. She then continued the dirty work of injecting her with the heroin. First, the spoon was filled with water, then a small envelope of brown H was emptied into the spoon and mixed. The spoon was heated up and the contents drawn into the syringe. Surgical tubing was wrapped tight around her upper arm, then, she found a vein. Ms. Fung had done this hundreds of times. The syringe went in, she drew blood, and then withdrew the tubing. The heroin was slowly injected into the helpless girl as she laid moaning and slobbering in her lap. She kicked suddenly a few times as the drug hit her brain, and then she vomited on the backseat floor. All too easy. Normally she would not use H on a girl for capture but she wanted to test the quality of the shit, as she might need it later, so that was that. The girl's runners were removed as was her jacket. Her dress was pulled over her head and she was left in the back seat in just her bra and tights, a small blood spot on her arm. Ms. Fung drove to a deserted spot a mile away, near a park, and finished the job. Alyssa was knocked out cold by the time they got there. She was deposited into the trunk and tied up with pantyhose. Ankles crossed over and tied, tied at the knees, wrists tied around her back and her items were thrown into the back and the trunk was closed. Ms. Fung made a phone call to "Mr. Big," who told her to drop of her merchandise at a pre arranged spot out of town. An hour later, she watched with wicked satisfaction as Alyssa was picked up in the arms of a big Chinese man, moaning slightly, restless anew, and carried to another van. She would be knocked out with sodium pentothal for her transport, and sold to a rich client for big money. At 5 percent Ms. Fung got a $5,000 bonus for her capture. A fine sum for 2 days work. She would have given anything to see her highly prized virginity taken, before being drugged regularly by her pimp/owner, but she had other business to attend to...ACQUISTION #2:Back at the store a girl pedalled up to the front door. She looked maybe 15. Ms. Fung gave her a big smile as she walked in to the waiting web. It had been a slow week, the last good prospect, a 20 year old girl, had come in with her mother, it was too complicated to do them both. This little prize would be it if she was alone. Her name was Lorrie, she was a 14 1/2 and had long blonde hair tied in a scrunchie. She was Caucasian, 5' 1" , green eyes and 90 lbs with budding breasts. She was wearing hip hugger blue jeans, a blue long sleeved sweater and a belt. She had some lipstick on with just a hint of blush and dark eye liner. Ms. Fung just nodded and said, "Let me know if you need any help." "Okay, thanks," Lorrie said, a little shy. She was browsing the more expensive unitards, some flesh/tan colored, some black. She also browsed the tights rack, which had dance and fashion tights for all ages. Ms. Fung noticed she had a great ass. She kept her cool and flipped through her fashion magazine. She needed to get her into the change room to do her. "We have a great sale on tights this week, let me know what you might like" Ms. Fung said hopefully, with a becoming smile. Lorrie looked at a pair of tan colored eurotard brand tan tights, full footed. "There is no price on these," Lorrie said, holding the package up. "Oh, yes, the eurotards are on sale, those are only 8 dollars this week, I have several pairs you can try on, they are a great buy," Ms. Fung said."That's not bad," Lorrie said, "I thought they were about 15 bucks." "We got a big shipment in, so we are pricing those to move, do you need them for dance or for an outfit?" Ms Fung asked, and she moved out from behind her desk, herself dressed in a rose colored ballet dress with tan tights, and canvas slippers, looking very nice indeed. She glided towards the unsuspecting girl. "For a new dance class, okay, I will try a pair on and see, oh and I will try on a leotard," Lorrie said. "Oh fine, you need to use the change room here, for privacy, hold on," Ms. Fung said. "You don't need to be shy, the room is locked and private," she added with a smirk. She came out of the back holding a pair of tan tights and a long sleeved pink leotard with crotch snaps for the girl. Lorrie took them into the change room, guided to the right one by her soon to be assailant. Ms. Fung turned on the monitor and went outside to get the girls bike. She brought it inside and switched the "closed" sign on, locking the door and dimming the lights. She watched Lorrie strip off her sweater, blouse, jeans, panties, and socks and sit down on the bench via the hidden camera. She put her shapely calf into the left leg first, rolling them up like a practiced dancer puts them on. In no time she pulled up both legs and was resplendent in her tan tights. The tights were a thick denier 60 with a reinforced toe and crotch. She then eased into the leotard and snapped up the crotch. She pranced around looking at herself in the full length mirror. She had beautiful long legs, melon sized breasts and a shapely ass. Ms. Fung went through the back and got her supplies. She could use the ether as this wasn't a quick street grab. Ms. Fung went to the back of the double door and opened it, holding an ether soaked pair of socks in her hand. Lorrie turned and looked surprised, "what is that?" she asked in a small voice. She was the vision of loveliness. Ms. Fung said nothing, just lunged at her, spun her around and clamped the soaked socks to her face, covering her nose and mouth while holding on to her slim waist. "NO, NO, No!!!" Lorrie sputtered under the rag. She kicked wildly and flung her arms as Ms. Fung held her in an iron grip, looking at her captive in the full length mirror. Ms. Fung smiled as the young girl sucked in breath after breath of the sweet ether. They danced the dance of the white slaver, Ms. Fung's favorite ballet. "Breath in deep my child," Ms. Fung said with an evil look. Lorrie was getting very weak, her legs were numb, she was floating, and she could feel the talons of her captor holding her tightly. What was happening to her? She saw a pretty young girl in the mirror that looked just like her being knocked out by an evil looking Chinese ballet mistress, could that be her? She slumped to her knees, her eyes fluttered, then closed. Ms. Fung clamped the socks tightly to her face, giving no mercy for the child. She removed the cloth and looked down at Lorrie. Her head flopped over, she was heavily overcome by the noxious fumes. Her lipstick was smeared off on the socks. She had some drool come out on the corner of her mouth. Her arms were limp. She was out. Ether does not keep someone knocked out for long, not like in the cheap B movies, and Ms. Fung knew she had to act decisively to finish her capture. Another $5,000 was coming soon she thought. Ms. Fung let the girl drop to the carpet with a thud. She lay still. Ms. Fung picked her up and flung her over her shoulder, carrying her to the cot room where she laid her down over the spread wool blanket on the cot. She went back and collected her things, and put her bike in the van. She made another phone call, but was shocked to find that "Mr. Big" had the heat on, and was taking no deliveries for another week. Well, fuck, Ms. Fung thought, if she wasn't sold she was let go, that was policy. Letting them go is a very expensive process, and means shutting the store down, and moving, possibly leaving the country. Dammit, she thought. Ms. Fung called another number, "Derek the Dike" a local lesbian whoremaster who traded in street girls. At least she could get a few dollars and ensure that her latest acquisition went missing for long enough to buy her some time. She might get $500-1000 dollars for her, they didn't pay much but they were there when you needed them. She told them 2 hours, and she would be by with her cargo. They needed a girl for the corner, apparently some high grade H had over dosed a few of the regulars in Derek's stall, and she needed talent soon. Bills had to be paid. Ms. Fung went back to the cot room and looked down at Lorrie. She was semi-conscious and lying on her back on the cot. Her right leg was draped over the side and her arms hung down. She looked very tempting. Ms. Fung decided there and then to break her in, she would be a whore to be sold. She knew that she was probably a virgin. First thing was first, her cherry needed to be popped. She went to work. The first thing she did was pull her scrunchie out of her hair and let her blond locks drape free. She tied her wrists together with nylons behind her back, then rolled her supine again. Her ankles and knees were tied the same way. She poured a glass of vodka and orange in a glass tumbler and took a Tylenol 3 and waited for Lorrie to wake up. Lorrie gradually opened her eyes and said "where am I?, what, what do you want with me?" she was still very groggy from the ether. Ms. Fung said, "You need to drink now, do as I say," and with that she held the girls nostrils shut and forced the tablet into her mouth as she fought to breath. The vodka was spilled down her throat, and she was forced to drink. After two more drinks she had consumed enough to make a 14 year old blasted. Ms. Fung left the room to change, when she came back 20 minutes later, her hair was flowing freely about her shoulders. She was dressed in thigh high slut boots and a red spandex top, and red fishnet tights that came with a hole in the crotch, and a 10 inch double ended black dildo strapped to her cunt. Lorrie gasped when she opened her eyes and noticed her. "Oh my, god, what is that thing?" she asked slowly, her words slow and unsteady. She was smashed. "Your special day is here, my sweet," Ms. Fung said as she untied the girl's legs. She spread out Lorries gossamer tan legs over either edge of the cot, and produced a pair of sharp scissors. The snaps of her leotard were first, then she pulled up the material of her tights and cut out the cotton gusset. "No, oh no, not that!" she protested weakly. Her budding maidenhood was now exposed. Next came her bra. Ms. Fung pulled at the elastic material of her leotard, and expertly sliced the front and shoulder of the bra, which was then pulled out. She cut a section of leotard and pulled it down to expose her right tit. Lorrie protested "please stop that" she said in a fearful tone. Ms. Fung sucked on her exposed breast and nibbled and licked her nipple. Lorrie moaned and squirmed. Ms. Fung then knelt at the foot of the cot and drew Lorrie to her with her arms and positioned herself so the girl's sex was at the edge. Ms. Fung looked hungrily down at the drunk teenager and lowered her lips to the crack of her almost hairless cunt lips... she licked, and she sucked, smacking and wetting Lorries budding pussy with her expert tongue and full red lips. Lorrie bucked and kicked weakly, but she was too smashed to do much resisting, her arms still bound behind her. She got her first tongue washing from her rapist and she was overcome with fear and helplessness, yet part of her was soothed by the sensation the forbidden act was giving her now wet crotch.Ms. Fung kept Lorries legs apart easily, the girl was no match for her, drunk or sober. The sucking sounds continued as Lorrie bucked weakly and her assailant buried her tongue deep in the girls snatch. The edge of the cut hole in Lorries tights were wet with saliva, and her "teacher" kept up the onslaught. "Oooooohhhh, no, no, huh, aghh, aghh, god no, no, no!" Lorrie squealed, but to no avail. Ms. Fung's crotch was now on fire. She went up on her knees and probed the young girl with the tip of her black war spear. Lorrie bucked and cried "Oh my god no, I'm not old enough for that, I'm just fourteen, please," she begged. With that Ms. Fung withdrew, and showed Lorrie a bottle of sex lubricant. She ripped off the top and splotched a huge gob of it on the tip of the massive dildo. She then applied a large amount to Lorrie's cunt lips, letting it ooze down over her thighs. "This will ease the passage of my love tool," she cooed to the girl, don't resist." Ms Fung positioned herself at the entrance to Lorries forbidden love hole and pushed in. "Nughhhhhhhhhh, ughhh oh god!" Lorrie squirmed. Ms. Fung had aimed well and the shaft had gone in deep into the helpless girl. Now she would have her triumph. "Now I must have your maidenhood!" Ms. Fung cried, and forced the huge phallus past Lorrie's barrier. Lorrie screamed as her hymen was ripped away. Lorrie bucked and kicked, the pain was intense, despite the drugging. Her inexperienced cunt lips were unable to fully react to the plunging shaft as she was impaled by the Chinese whoremaster. "PLEASE NO!!!" Lorrie cried, tears streaming down her bright cheeks. "The pain will subside my child," Ms. Fung cooed icily, "now you will be ridden." The dildo was pulled out of the shocked teen and re-plunged into her broken depths. She was bucked back and forth on the cot as her cunt passage was violated to ruin. The wet, smacking sound was accompanied by the straining sound of the cot as it was strained on its wooden legs with each thrust. Ms. Fung hoped the cot would not break. Minutes past and the rapist was brought to orgasm, "TAKE THAT YOU BITCH"!!! She screamed and she gradually stopped her deep probing. The slick dildo was slowly drawn out like a huge stained snake from Lorries impossibly stretched twat, smeared with virgin blood and sex grease. Lorrie had passed out. The deed was done, she was broken in.She pulled off Lorries ruined, stained, tights and replaced them with a fresh pair of black DKNY ballet tights after wiping her greased cunt down to clean her up. Rape was so messy sometimes. She had deflowered many, many girls and never tired of the thrill. She changed, came back to the cot and threw Lorrie over her shoulder. She went out to the van and put her in the back. Her knees were retied with pantyhose to ensure she was immobilized well enough. The booze and pills would keep her subdued for awhile, she wasn't going anywhere fast. Lorrie was conscious but numb, moaning in the back of the van. Ms. Fung quickly cleaned up the store and drove to the meeting place where Derek the Dike had arranged. At the meeting place Derek, a mean looking 60 year old fat hag with grey hair in a bun and blue jeans and a mans work shirt, pulled her out of the van, slapped Lorrie a few times to get her attention, and made her hobble over to a waiting four door sedan. Lorrie, still only dressed in black ballet tights and a pink leotard with the crotch snaps undone, could hardly make the 6 feet. Her golden hair hung tangled and she was covered in sweat. Her young breasts were wet with perspiration, and the thin material hid little of her globes, the right one still exposed from the cut of the garment. As she got to the open passenger door Derek took out a syringe and asked Ms. Fung what she had been given. Ms. Fung informed her of her newly found womanhood, and that she had been forced to drink booze and pills before the trip. Derek nodded and stuck the 1cc syringe of morphine in Lorries left butt cheek, "Somebody help me!" she cried out, and was then roughly shoved into the back as the young dancer started to get dizzy. Her "new" profession was not far off, and there were customers to satisfy. Ms. Fung drove away, satisfied as to her trade, pleased she made $1000 dollars from the now ruined girl...ACQUISITION #3: Nicole was in Hong Kong, in of the Beijing Trading Ltd. companies high end whore houses. She had been in the States only a weeks before, a very precocious and popular grade 11 student in a west coast high school. Her journey to the Far East was a hazy and confused memory. She was in a cargo hold with a dozen other girls. The hold was setup like a small barracks with 6 six cots on each side, a small table at one end for meals, and there was a dingy toilet in another room close by. They were all originally hooked up to anesthetic I.V. drips and were brought to consciousness not long after sailing. She was sick through most of the voyages first day. Their original clothes had all been removed and replaced with a very simple wardrobe of red soccer shorts, white cable knee high socks and a cheap, red long sleeved cotton blouse. They had no bra or panties. They all had a necklace around their necks with either a large A, or a B on them. She had no idea why. Hers was a B, she hoped that was good news. Most of the girls looked between 13 and 18 years old. The handlers were all oriental women, one to each girl, most who did not speak very good English and their favorite way of communicating was by pointing, yelling in Chinese or Vietnamese, or slapping them. They were not bound as the cargo hold was very secure, and they were allowed to talk and move about the hold. Once a day they were escorted to a shower, and they had an hour above deck, to exercise under close supervision if they wanted to, before being brought back to the dingy hold. They looked like some bizarre version of a junior high soccer team. One young blonde girl was being led back from the upper deck clothed in a blue gymnastic leotard and glossy white tights and white knee high gym socks. Maybe they ran short of "uniforms" on the voyage? She didn't know. The girl in the leotard caused a ruckus and was dragged back to her bed within a few minutes. She bucked and fought the I.V. and was slapped a few times to subdue her, in minutes she was rendered unconscious by an ether soaked rag, and then sodium pentothal drip, and covered with her blanket. Apparently she was a troublemaker, but that was soon fixed. The head minder yelled at her underlings, obviously angry over the incident. She knew the girls name was Katrina, as she spoke to her at the meal table one day. Katrina was sure that they were being held for ransom, as her father was a rich California lawyer, but other girls had much darker theories. One girl remembered the Chinese lady coming into her room in the middle of the night and making her breath in something in a rag that knocked her out. Another remembered sitting alone at a bus stop after school where the Chinese lady had stuck her in the thigh with a needle. About half of them had similar tales. On the sailings 10th day, they were given no food, just diet Pepsi. In the early morning hours, each girl's I.V. was reconnected and they were rendered unconscious by the sodium pentothal drips. Next she awoke, she was in a van, still dressed the same and being driven along a winding back street in some large city that had a lot of Orientals. She was alone in the back, securely bound with duct tape. She was carried into a large building and deposited into a solitary room with a large bed, a small bathroom, and a table and chair. There was a single window that looked barred, with thick frosted glass. She wasn't going anywhere. She was untied and allowed to recover for a few days. She noticed a small camera that was mounted in the upper corner, and was warned by the fat ugly man that carried her here that she would be used to fuck horses on film if she tried to cause any trouble, or escape. She was terrified of the prospect, and did not cause any trouble. Was she being held for ransom? Her parents were not rich. She thought perhaps they had mistaken her with some rich couple's daughter? She tried to tell her minder on the voyage about the mistake, but she never replied to her questions. The last memories of freedom for her were her attending her high schools country themed costume dance. She had gone as Daisy Duke (the TV show) and was dressed in a red and white check shirt, tied just above her belly button, very tight cutoff jeans, and glossy, thick smoky tan nylons and cowboy boots. She was a brunette, and let her hair flow loose around her shoulders. She overdid the lipstick and makeup and looked very cheap, which is what she wanted. She was waiting in the parking lot of the high school with a crowd when she noticed her mothers SUV pull up on the roadside and blink the lights at her. She waved goodbye to her friends and walked over to the SUV. When she got around to the passenger side the door was already open but instead of her mother there was a Chinese woman, dressed all in black. She stopped and said, "Oh, I'm sorry I have the wrong van." The next thing she remembered was being hit over the head with something, and dragged into the vehicle. It was moving away on the road within 10 seconds and she was lying on her back in the back of an SUV with this familiar looking Chinese woman, her head hurt very much, and she was confused. In her state she managed to remember where her captor?, was from. It was the store she bought the nylons from, World of Dance, they had a great sale on and she got her nylons there for two dollars. The lady was very chatty and asked her all kinds of questions. Her mother, who was with her (which really pissed off Ms. Fung), paid by credit card, also buying a new skating dress for her daughter, and two pairs of skating tights. She remembered telling her about the dance and that she wanted thick pantyhose to go with her outfit. Her mother disapproved, but bought them anyways. Of course Ms. Fung got her address and phone number, and was able to acquire a duplicate SUV that matched exactly her families, that, wouldn't you know it, was held up in a minor accident with a stupid Chinese pizza delivery driver (in a Beijing Export Ltd. car). Nobody was hurt thank heavens, but the man drove off after arguing about who had caused it. Her poor mother would be 30 minutes late to pickup her daughter, when she arrived, she didn't find Nicole, who by that time, was destined for a new career in Hong Kong.Originally Ms. Fung had flagged Nicole to be a "A" which was a slave to be sold to a high bidder, but there was a shortage of western girls at the brothels, so Nicole went to being a "B," which only brought Ms. Fung $2000 dollars, but it wasn't bad for a nights work, and Ms. Fung had already received $7500 for a 12 year old cheerleader who had been silly enough to ride her bike to the shop last week, just as Ms. Fung was closing up, oh yes, she had said, come on inside, we are always open for more business. So there Nicole was, groaning on the floor of the van as her assistant, Mr. Cho, drove to the designated drop off spot. Ms. Fung first slid off Nicole's cowboy boots, savoring her long, nylon covered, coltish legs as they dropped back down after the boots had been removed. She then turned on the nitrosoxide and the bottle let out a hiss. She preferred gas if it was a long drive, and tonight it was. Nicole managed to sit up on her elbows and looked around her, her head ached terribly. Ms. Fung wrapped an arm around the girl's neck and brought the mask tightly up to her mouth and nose, after quickly brushing aside her unkempt hair. Nicole inhaled the medicinal smelling laughing gas. "Breath in the perfume, my sweet, there is no escape," Ms. Fung told her deliberately. "Hmmmghhfff!" was Nicole's best reply, drowned out by the hissing sound. Nicole realised what the gas was for, and her heart raced, she kicked her legs around in a frenzy and grabbed at the mask to dislodge it but her captor was too strong. Ms. Fung regretted not binding Nicole's arms, but she usually didn't get this much fight from a 16 year old girl that had been whacked out cold by a sap. Not that it mattered, the child would be hers soon. Ms. Fung groped her captive's breasts, feeling their plump mass. Nicole started to feel light headed. Why was she making a big deal about all this? Was she being driven home? She didn't think it was all so bad now, and she was feeling so good and tingly. Her legs felt all rubbery and loose, like they were somebody else's. Her head didn't hurt anymore. Why was she dressed in nylons? Her legs looked so funny in just nylons. She giggled and tried to touch them but her arms wouldn't work. Who was this lady and where did she come from? Nicole was eased back down on the floor of the van. She was so tingly and floating now. The lady's face was all fuzzy looking and she didn't care anymore where she was. Her brain was nicely soaked in laughing gas. Nicole saw the lady slide her cutoffs down her legs and off, it was all so dreamy. The lady's long red painted fingernails massaged her private area, that felt so good. She let out a final, "Ggulllmppfhh," and her eyes closed. After molesting her captive through her pantyhose Ms. Fung rolled her over and tied her wrists with pantyhose, then rolled her back over again, and bound her shapely legs the same way, at the ankles, and knees. She made sure that mask was on her face securely with the elastic band and left the unconscious teen "Daisy Duke" in the back to drift off to never land as she went up front for the journey to the pier, and the cargo ship, two hours drive away. She was afraid that any more touching of her prize, she would end up raping the girl, and would not be paid. Self control was a virtue. The morning after her arrival in her "dorm room," she was given a shower downstairs, and when she came back to her room, with only a towel, a minder came in with her, a Chinese woman who she recognised from the ship. She sat her down at the edge of the bed and handed her a glass of red wine. "Drink this, it will settle your stomach," she said, with a thick Chinese accent. "My parents aren't rich this, this is all a big mistake!" Nicole pleaded. "Hush and do as we say," the minder replied. She held up the glass to her lips. Nicole drank the wine all down, it wasn't that strong, and was a bit bitter. The woman left and they watched her on camera for an hour. Nicole was unsteady on her feet after about 10 minutes then laid down and was still. The roofies had done the work and she was out cold. Two women went in and went to work on the drugged beauty, one doing her makeup and the other dressing her. She was dressed in a frilly canary yellow blouse, glossy white DIM pantyhose, and a short white spandex skirt that barely covered her privates. Her hair was brushed out, and she was doused in cheap perfume. They then left to come-to on her own, which took about 6 hours. She had a customer coming who wanted her as he had ordered. Her will would be broken today. Nicole stirred and finally sat up. She could see that she had been made up by looking at the far wall opposite the bed, where there was a built in full length mirror. She wasn't sure it was her. She stumbled over and had a look at what they had done to her. She had a lot of blush on and her lips were lipsticked bright pink, and her eyes were done heavily in dark shadow, making her look Middle Eastern. Her hair was combed to one side and held in place with a barrette. The skirt clung to her hips and just barely covered her. Her breasts were well defined by the yellow blouse, and she had no bra. Her legs had expensive looking white pantyhose. Why had she been drugged and kidnapped? Were they going to rape her!? She had heard of stories of girls being taken by white slavers, but wasn't that just on TV? Surely they would be ransomed. All her questions were answered when her first "john" came in. He was about 6" tall, 50ish, he was dark skinned with short hair and was dressed in jeans and a brown shirt. When he spoke he sounded Middle Eastern. "Go lay on the bed girl, I have come for you," he said in a business like tone. She knew she had been procured as a whore.Nicole recoiled and scrambled to the far side of the bed. "No, don't, I'm not supposed to be here!" she cried. The man strode over to her and grabbed her, throwing her to the middle of the bed. "Shut up and do as you are commanded!" he spat. He struck her across the cheek several times. Nicole lay stunned. The man undid his belt and quickly threw off his jeans, and the rest of his clothes. Nicole lay on the bed with her arms over her breasts, sobbing and looking terrified. He felt under her blouse and rubbed her breasts, then pulled off the garment, laying her chest bare. He kissed her and tongued her, she moaned and squirmed but did not resist. She gasped as he produced a small knife, and began cutting the crotch of her pantyhose, then he pulled off her skirt. "No, don't! No," she cried but it was to no avail. The man's penis grew hard quickly, Nicole had never seen a mans dink up close before and had a hard time believing it was real. It was a full foot long, thick, and had a grayish brown color to it, thickly veined, and a large reddish head. His balls were huge and hairy. "Please no, I'm not ready for something like this," she pleaded. The man grabbed Nicole's main and after saying, "Suck my dong, or I will kill you," forced the girl's mouth on to his staff. Nicole gagged and almost threw up, her head being pushed from the back. She got her lips around the snake and did as she was bidden. Her cheap lipstick covered the tip of her assailant's dick as she was forced to suck him off. "Enough!" he said, he was stiff enough now. The man pushed Nicole down to the bed again, and went down on his paid-for-snatch. Nicole closed her eyes and lay still, as the man performed oral sex on her. She moaned softly and started to cry. The man was thorough, probing her deeply with his experienced tongue, licking her clean, preparing her for entry. Nicole opened her reddened eyes to see him holding a small package of lube, and he smeared it on her cunt lips. She tried to push his hand away and was smacked for it. He emptied the rest on his love snake and stroked himself proudly. He then knelt between her silky thighs and forced her apart, then aimed his tool at her entrance. She gasped as he made contact with her cunt lips, and then, with all his weight, he pushed his stiff 12 inch Egyptian tool past her cunt lips and into her unplowed private box. "UGHHHHHHHHHH!" she cried. Nicole looked down and saw the huge lubricated staff stuffed into her clitoris. The pain was deep and it spread through her abdominal area. Her breathing was quick and desperate, she was covered in anxious girl sweat. Then, after a brief pause, he pushed past her innocence barrier and deep into her cunt. Nicole bucked with her legs but was pinned by the much bigger man, who started to fuck her with his ample uncut rod. He split her open and went deep into her tunnel, as deep as he could plough, almost the entire length of his manhood. It made a disgusting squelching sound as it sank into her depths to brush up against her cervix. His slut was finally still, staring at the ceiling, moaning like a wounded fawn. So he went to work. Nicole's cunt was on fire, the pain was incredible. The rapist kept his rhythm for a good 5 minutes, grunting with each long stroke, before he yelled out "Take my seed you slut!"Nicole knew he was coming inside her. Her "freshness" had been sold on the black market for $5000, to the Egyptian arms dealer. He withdrew from his prize, and let her see that it was slick with her innocence. She could only lay there, covered in sweat, her legs still apart, and stare at the instrument of her deflowering. He got dressed and left soon after. Nicole was left in the room with her ruined clothes, and smeared makeup. She lay on the bed and tried to recover from her first penetration, her sore pussy oozing man cum and the rape lube.Minutes later her minder came in holding a syringe. She just looked up numbly as she lay there and watched the woman go to work. She grabbed her arm and tied a piece of tubing around her upper arm. "This will take away all of your worries, my princess," she said. Her arm stung, then the deed was done. Within minutes Nicole was high on heroin, and being led to the toilet so she could throw up, naked except for her pantyhose. She was now much easier to handle for her whore-masters. She would earn her keep now.ACQUISITION #4:Her next victim at the dance shop was not a girl, and was really a special order from the now back in business "Mr. Big." She had a long standing unfilled order for a boy under 16, with girlish looks but few ever came into the shop. Ms. Fung ended up going to many ballet classes in search of the right boy to find. She spent many hours with no luck until she met Lucas. He was 13, Caucasian, 5'1" and lithe. With long black hair and green eyes he was perfect for what she needed. She saw him in a ballet school production of "Sleeping Beauty," and admired the way he filled out his costume. Most important, was that he was so naive. She made up a story about needing a model for boys ballet wear and would pay $200 dollars for a few hours work at the shop. She needed him to be very discreet, as the model agencies would be upset with her if they found she didn't use a model from an agency. The lure worked and Lucas showed up on a Sunday at noon. Lucas showed up and was given a pair of men's size small, glossy white ballet tights with full feet, a small ballet belt to hide his modesty, and white ballet slippers. He was also given a costume top, which was a puffy black ballet shirt, with fancy jeweled embroidery, for performances. He seemed a little hesitant about changing, but he was looking very fine in no time. He could easily be mistaken for a girl from the back, he had a marvelous ass and the tights rode right up his crack, as they was meant to. Ms. Fung was dressed in a black velvet leotard, grey tights, and nothing else. Lucas seemed surprised by her bold attire, and a bit nervous. As he was a boy Ms. Fung decided on clubbing him to be sure he would be trouble free. The back room had a white sheet wall and a camera all set up with lights. She positioned Lucas in front of the camera to give him posing pointers, and then, without warning, brutally clubbed him on the brain pan repeatedly with the cosh that she had handy in a nearby purse. He went down like a bag of dirt. Hmmf, she thought. Skinny little boy. He was carried to the van and thrown in. The laughing gas was opened. Lucas moaned and struggled, but to no avail. As the hissing sound started the mask was slipped over his pretty face. He was taken by van to the drop off point after being trussed up very tightly with cheap pantyhose. An hour later he and was carried away by a black pimp who had Lucas' rear-end greased up soon after his acquisition. His new life would be as a transvestite hooker in New York, giving blow jobs for 10 dollars a head, after being beaten up, and hooked on heroin and pain killers. He looked great in 6 inch thigh high velvet spiked boots, white opaque tights and a hot pink spandex cocktail dress and a flaming red wig. He would do anything for "Mr.-T," who was his man, his drug dealer, his pimp. ACQUISITION #5, and #6:The heat was on now and Ms. Fung new she had to close up shop within the next few days. The police had come by to ask her about Lucas, and there were too many links to her business. Thailand looked good right about now. She wanted another victim before closing up for good, but business was slow. The papergirl who delivered business flyers to the door every Friday came by on her inline skates, and was always alone. That would be a bold move, but she was leaving the country soon anyways, with the last shipment of precious cargo. Would it be worth it? She decided yes. The girl was racially Pilipino-Japanese, about 16, 5" 2" long jet black hair with a very nice figure and ample breasts, very pretty. Ms. Fung decided to lure her into the store and take her. She would accompany her on the ship to Bangkok! She set out several boxes of merchandise on the floor in front of the counter, as if there had been a delivery. She changed into a tight black dress with black nylons and 4 " black pumps, and made it look like she was going out after closing. She wore a nice silver necklace and ear rings, and had a fancy black purse as well. She waited.The papergirl, Meagan, was with her friend Alexis, and they were going inline skating after the papers were delivered. Alexis was Caucasian, 16, 5" 1" , short red hair and thin. Her breasts were not large but she was attractive. Meagan was dressed in a light blue top, with tight black full length spandex/cotton leggings (no shorts), that went down to her skates, and pink socks. Alexis was a dancer (and a flirt), and she wore a red long sleeved top, blue velvet shorts, and glossy, thick, navy blue tights with white socks, and her inline skates. Both girls carried a bundle of flyers, and were making good time. They skated up to World of Dance and were greeted at the front door by Ms. Fung. "Oh hello," Ms. Fung said, "I have a small problem I was wondering if you girls could help me with?" she asked with a modest smile. "Sure," they replied, happy looking. "There are three boxes that have been just been dropped off and I need to move them into the back, I'm already changed to go out."Ms. Fung said apologetically, "Could I get some help? I will give you each a $5 dollar coupon, it's the least I can do," she added. "No problem" Alexis said. "Sure, we can do that," Meagan added."It'll only take 5 minutes," Ms. Fung said, and she was telling the truth then, "I just need you to take your skates off as the hardwood floor gets scratched."As they all came into the dimly lit store. "I was just closing early today, I have a dinner date with my brother and his wife," Ms. Fung said coolly. She always lied as easily as she could put on lipstick. The two girls took off their skates and put them aside. Ms. Fung pointed to the boxes, "It's just those three there, they go into the back." The boxes were about 4'x 4'x 2' and were stuffed with old clothes, and taped up to look like delivered merchandise. They weighed about 15 pounds. Ms. Fung needed to go with the flow here, she didn't expect two, but she had decided to take them both. Virgins or no they were worth it. "Lets each take one, Ms. Fung said, and she took off her pumps and nodded to the girls after picking up a box, "Just take them through that room, right into the back." Alexis and Meagan each picked up a box and carried them into the back, followed closely by Ms. Fung, who put hers down before following in behind. She glided in without her shoes, pulled out the cosh from here purse, and wrapped the leather handle tightly around her wrist. She swung on Alexis first, "THWAP!" and the girl dropped the box and staggered. Ms. Fung ignored her and hit Meagan only a second later, also concussing her on the head. "THWAP!" "GUGHHHH!" Meagan whimpered, and fell to her knees hard, holding her head. She turned back for Alexis who was also on the floor, "Oh my god, oh my god" she said. Ms. Fung admired her great legs, clad in her blue tights and socks, she strode over to the dazed girl. She swung again, and connected with the left temple of the young teen. "FWAP!" The cosh did its work, and Alexis dropped to the floor unconscious, lying on her front. She dropped the cosh and went to her purse briefly. She pulled out a 1cc syringe and strode over to Meagan, who was still kneeling on the floor, her head hung low. Ms. Fung stuck the syringe in her glossy black thigh, and emptied the morphine into her. "OUCH!" Meagan cried, and sat down, her legs out, still holding her head. "What, what are you doing to us?" Ms. Fung did not reply, and walked back to Alexis, who was groaning and moving just a bit. Ms. Fung pulled her shorts off over her smooth tights, and removed her socks. She took another 1cc syringe and stuck it into her ass, through her blue tights, injecting her with morphine as well. "You will both sleep now," Ms. Fung said, walking back to Meagan. She sat down with the girl, and moved her closer, holding her gently. "Let the morphine do its work." She took Meagan's head and pushed it into her lap. She stroked her hair, and said, "It's all going to be fine my beauty, be still." Alexis was now drugged and was not moving. Meagan felt warm and numb, her thigh stung from the injection, and her head throbbed from being coshed. She felt herself be pushed to the lady's lap, she could see her friend knocked out lying on the floor. Her legs and arms splayed wide. She started to feel noxious, and very dizzy. The warmth had spread over her, she felt heavy and her limbs would not move. She tried to protest, but it came out as "humgpff, lomnnnnn..." her lips were thick and rubbery. She felt herself be picked up by the store lady, her limbs dangling freely, and she could see she was being moved. She was in the back of a van, on a mattress. The lady took off her socks, and then tied her ankles together with nylons. The lady looked down at her, and brushed her hair out of her face as her ponytail had been undone. Her wrists were tied, as were her knees. She lay there dreamily and saw that Alexis was now lying beside her. The lady quickly trussed up her unconscious friend like an expert. She drifted in and out of sleep...Alexis did not take the voyage well, and in a rare move, and in front of the other sobbing girls, she was forced to give head to one of the male crewmen, on Ms. Fung's orders, to show them not to resist. She played "good cop" with Meagan, and nightly brought the teen to her bed to fondle and lick her, and by told her sweet lies of freedom if she would cooperate, and do as she was bidden. By the time she was in Bangkok she was Ms. Fung's lesbian "cabin girl." That didn't stop her from being sold off however... THE ENDPROLOGUE:Ms. Fung enjoyed Thailand very much. She had been very successful this year, and felt business was going to be good. She bought Meagan as her own and "leased" her to her sister's brothel in Bangkok. It was a good business investment. Last she saw of her she was kneeling in front of a white sex tourist, dressed as a "little girl," making her owner money.***Feedback welcome at "nesfdancer@yahoo.ca" let me know what you liked or didn't! Confidentiality respected. I would be happy to hear from you.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 38

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Author Notes: The following story is a work of fiction containing graphic descriptions of sexual acts between adults and minors. While all of the sex depicted is consensual, the author does not intend to promote incest or sexual relations with underage children. The story is written purely for entertainment purposes only. Those who are offended by such material are strongly encouraged not to read this.This is the ninth chapter of what will be a continuing series depicting the melodramatic sexual adventures of a typical suburban family. For those who enjoy pantyhose stories, this series will focus heavily (although, not entirely) on that particular fetish, as well as the pervasive incest themes.Each chapter will be written predominantly from the point of view of one member of the family.I hope you enjoy it. Please send your comments and suggestions.Your friend, AZ Legman...***Chapter 9: Home of the Brave _** Double Episode **_Jonathan shrewdly leaned forward, as he locked eyes with his tall rugged old man, while firmly gripping his round leather basketball down by his dusty sneakers.His strapping father hunched in front of him, bent at the knees, with his long sweeping arms cast from his broad shoulders, as he squared off against his wily son in a gritty afternoon battle on the Harper's family driveway. Through his narrow gaze, Greg focused on his nimble son, as Jonathan confidently stared back and quietly calculated his next move.The score was ten to six, with Jonathan once again losing to his overaggressive father, who attacked every offensive maneuver with a relentless drive and determination. Resilient, tenacious, and stuck like glue, Greg's stingy defense was possibly even tighter than the form-fitting pantyhose that Jonathan's attentive mother graciously snuggled into at the start of every day, since nothing was more consistent than the beautiful Mrs. Harper's endless desire to feel them on her incomparable legs like an exhilarating second layer of soft luxurious skin.Despite Greg's preference for football, the former all-state high school quarterback was a natural athlete who had little if no tolerance for losing at any sport, regardless of whom he was competing against.Over the years, Jonathan had taken his fair share of bumps and bruises at the hands of his highly competitive father, who clearly saw no benefit in going easy on him whatsoever.The pin-point accuracy which enabled him to become such an effective passer on the field, also endowed Greg with a deadly shooting touch. Going left, going right, or fading away, he could bury his shot from anywhere. Every shot that went down made Jonathan feel all the more helpless, while the inevitably lopsided final score consistently left him humbled and embarrassed by another sickening loss.Considering his father's punishing and unforgiving style of play, for Jonathan, keeping the score even relatively close was a victory in his own mind. Initially, when Jonathan had first begun playing against his father, he was happy to make even a single shot.Now, after weeks of hard practice, he had finally reached the point where he actually saw himself as a viable threat, a fact he believed merited some well-earned respect, respect not unlike that given to him by his charitable mother after that momentous evening when he bravely declared his incurable lust for pantyhose, the seminal moment of his 13 years, which started him on a path to manhood that ended with the sweet return to his mother's suckling womb.The driveway battle continued, with Jonathan relying mainly on speed as the best equalizer to his father's clear advantage in size. Through persistence, Jonathan had already managed to score five times, turning a flurry of quick cuts and fancy dribbles into a series of successful driving lay-ups, all despite Greg's repeated admonitions to spend more time working on his outside shot. With ball in hand, down by the score of five to six, Jonathan found himself running out of options, as his tireless father pinned him all the way back to the sidewalk. With no hesitation, he measured his target, pulled up from twenty feet and hastily flipped up a high-arching shot that softly went up, gently descended and cleanly fell through the net. Greg slowly turned and lifted his brow, as Jonathan puffed out his narrow chest, raised his skinny arms, and smirked with a cocky twinkle in his eyes, as two months of after-school shooting drills had finally paid off in the clutch.From that point forward, the friendly game took on a completely different tone, as Greg buckled down on defense, and then drained his next four shots, which poised him on the brink of yet another victory.Jonathan had already resigned himself to another frustrating loss, when his keen-eyed father squared up to launch his fifth outside shot, as if purposely trying to prove who was truly superior from long range.With the game on the line, Greg inexplicably tossed up an off-balanced lob, hurling it like a stone, which fell hard, and then clanked against the back of the rim, before sailing through the air and conveniently landing in the bushes out of bounds.Jonathan rested and laughed mildly, as Greg actively pursued his own miss, cursing under his breath while fetching the long rebound out of the thorny shrubs.After quickly recovering the loose ball, Greg promptly resumed play with a firm bounce pass that caromed into Jonathan's waiting hands."Your shot," Greg said daringly, pausing to check his watch. Jonathan read this as a sign of disrespect, but instead of shrinking away, he baited his father with a lunging fake that instantly shook Greg off his feet, a costly moment of rare instability which Jonathan quickly seized, with a sharp jab to the left and a blurring cross to the right, easily breaking his father's pressure with a sudden dash for the goal. Jonathan leapt for the open shot, while out of one eye, he noted his father doggedly riding his hip. He surged upward, fueled by resentment, when he slammed against the wall of his father's granite chest. He absorbed the contact and skillfully held his balance, as he deftly adjusted his weightless body and flipped up a soaring underhanded lay-up that crested over the tip of Greg's outstretched fingers, and then banked off the wooden backboard, as Jonathan tumbled to a hard landing, smiling through the pain, as the ball ripped through the nylon strings with a resounding swish.As the air-filled ball fell to the ground in a sporadic medley of a noisy bounces, Greg turned to his son and regarded him with a steady nod of approval."Nice move," his father said, as he reached down and hoisted Jonathan back to his feet. "Have you thought about going out for JV this year?" he asked. "I think you're ready."Jonathan shrugged. "I don't know," he said reluctantly. "Coach Davis thinks I might be too short," he added. "But he said I should try out anyway.""Too short, huh?" Greg said, with a sniff. "Well, you tell Mike to remember who threw him that final pass when we beat Middleton in the state finals," he said brashly, "a perfect spiral ...into double coverage... with the wind in my face," he added for emphasis. "Remind him about that. Then tell him he owes me one." Jonathan smiled. "Thanks, Dad," he said, as he scurried to keep the wayward ball from wandering into the street. "But I'd rather make the team on my own," he added maturely. Greg blinked for a moment, before slowly nodding in agreement. "You know what," he answered, with the same steady nod. "As focused as you've been out here lately," he told him. "You go after it like that, nothing can stop you," he stated, before leaning in and firmly stabbing the air with his finger, "and when Coach Davis sees how badly you want it," he reasoned, "the decision will be easy," he said. "And you'll see what I mean after he gives you what's already yours."Jonathan heeded his father's words with a thoughtful nod, blinking in the afternoon sunlight, before he leaned over to pick up the errant ball with two hands.He lazily reared up and quietly tucked the ball under his left arm, as he gazed down toward the end of the block at the thunderous roar of a reckless driver speeding down Somerset. It was a purple convertible, with his mother at the wheel driving like a maniac. As he peered through the oncoming windshield, her angry scowl made his stomach flutter with dread. She turned hard, and Jonathan bristled, as she toppled into the empty driveway, jamming on the breaks with a loud screech.With a clear angle facing the driver's side door, Jonathan waited with tingling anticipation, as his mother forcefully kicked up her left leg, and then pushed the door open by the pointed tip of her open-toed shoe. His gazing eyes wandered over the soft wave of her sleek elevated limb, with the unmistakable sheen of lustrous pantyhose sprawling like a perpetual tan from her skinny ankle to her rippled calf, over her bended knee, and down the raised slope of her taut fleshy thigh. The rare sight of his beloved mother spreading her legs in broad daylight left Jonathan completely spellbound. Yet, before he could take more than a peek at the sheer nylon crotch under her short skirt, his irate mother exploded out of her seat, slammed the door, and then instantly turned her fearsome eyes directly toward him, as Jonathan stood there helpless to do anything except watch and wonder, when his mother angrily snapped at him for no reason.With sunglasses in hand, she stood by the side of her car, head down, cramming the dark shades into her tiny little purse. Her head shot up and her eyes slowly slit toward Jonathan who stood ten feet away.She threw out her left hand, pointing her index finger like a dagger, as she commandingly motioned toward her trunk."Well, don't just stand there," she said. "Go help me unload!"Jonathan turned, glancing at his father, who answered with a subtle smirk, before turning and stepping back into the open garage, presumably to finish working on his car. The weary look on Greg's face told Jonathan that their father and son battle would most likely go unfinished, since neither of them truly called the shots.Fearfully, Jonathan set down the ball, and then slowly rose up, as he meekly attempted to gaze at his wrathful mother, who boldly stood there in the bright afternoon light, with yellow rays beaming through her fiery blonde hair, and blue flames circling the dark pupils of her harsh glaring eyes. Her folded arms made the stringent white cotton of her tight-fitting T-shirt look more like a straightjacket, as Jonathan briefly considered the brute force it must have taken to ruthlessly smother her own enormous tits.The abrupt length of her cut-off denim skirt aptly suited her short temper, while her sun-scorched pantyhose radiated ill-intent from her firm towering legs.She scornfully frowned over him in her sassy white mules, as she impatiently tapped the base of one shoe like a gavel against the hard pavement.Even her smell was inescapable through the warm arid breeze, as Jonathan's anxious breaths forced him to inhale the spicy fragrance of her cinnamon perfume.Her vicious scowl sent Jonathan scrambling, as his impatient mother pointed her remote, and then audibly unlocked her trunk with a sharp click.Jonathan then raised the hatch to find what he guessed was maybe a half dozen shopping bags, all fully loaded with a mish-mash of random groceries, as he quietly exhaled, and then sluggishly reached inside using both hands to lift out four of what turned out to be seven total plastic bags. The one previously hidden he keenly noted contained several new packages of assorted pantyhose, as he then stepped around and lowered his head to quietly cross paths with his hawk-eyed mother, who tracked him in her steady crosshairs, while he awkwardly tottered his way through the open garage and in through the side door, which led directly to the kitchen.With his mother following steadily, clearing her throat as if to warn him that he was still moving too slowly, Jonathan shook his head, and muttered under his breath, as he pondered how Tiffany never got yelled out for this sort of thing. He lazily plunked the weighty bags on the center island with a dull thud, a sound which made his tiresome mother spin on her heels, and then snap at him yet again."Could you be more careful?" she said. "You might break something."Jonathan sighed as he dropped his head and shuffled back out to retrieve the remaining bags that were too heavy to bring in all at once."Hey," Shelly said, tossing her keys, which Jonathan quickly snatched into his right hand. "Make sure you lock it," she said, with a firm nod. Jonathan smirked and shook his head as he turned and stepped out again, ignoring his mother for stating the obvious as he reentered the garage to see his father leaning over the open hood of his car.Jonathan looked toward his father and quietly smirked, as Greg nodded back in sympathy, before eyeing his son and curiously wondering aloud, "What's eating her?"Jonathan answered with a light shrug. "I don't know," he said. "But look out," he added. "She's in serious 'bitch mode' today."Greg quickly looked down at his watch, and then briefly laughed under his breath. "Today's the 20th," he said nodding knowingly, "close to her time of the month," he explained. "Your mother gets a little crazy just before her period," he added. "It'll pass."Jonathan regarded his father words with a mild shrug and a weary sigh, as he headed back down the driveway and let his mind wander to a seemingly distant future where his parents stopped treating him like a kid. It was bad enough having that blonde bimbo, Ashley Summers, look down on him. Although, at least with her, he could always go up to his room where he still had video evidence of the head cheerleader, along with her stuck-up friend, Danielle Moriarty, making complete whores of themselves, which Jonathan had to say was truly an incredible piece of hidden camera work that clearly displayed both girls getting the royal shit fucked out of them by some beer-bellied red neck with a mullet, who capped it off by dumping a huge load of cum all over their snotty faces. As he passed the dusty old box where his father kept his stash of hidden porn, he smiled to himself knowing none of them, not even "Teenage Anal Gangbang," could compete with actual, caught-in-the-act, footage of the two most popular girls in school getting pounded like Tera Patrick and Jenna Jameson combined. Of course, none of his friends at school were going to believe such an impossible story, which was why he had already planned to bring his digital camera with him on Monday morning, just in case anyone tried to call him a liar.His parent's had bought him the camera for Christmas the year before, a thought which made Jonathan wonder what his parents might be getting him this year. Not to mention, he still hadn't bought any gifts for his mother, his father, or his sister either, which he could easily afford with the hundred dollars he had just made from Tiffany's car wash. With Thanksgiving break coming in just a few days, he wondered if maybe he could get Adam to take him down to the mall on Black Friday, during all the big sales, figuring his sister's new boyfriend would want to get her something too.Wondering about Adam instantly stirred up images of Shannon, particularly in those navy blue pantyhose that looked so amazing on her sweet, round, plum-shaped ass, which she somehow managed to carry behind her without teetering from sheer lack of balance. To say Shannon had junk in the trunk was definitely an understatement. Unlike Tiffany, with her tight, adorable, perky little tush, which sat up nice and high between her trim waist and her firm athletic thighs, with just enough curvature to fit perfectly in the palm of Jonathan's hand, the saucy and vivacious Shannon Resnick, had the fullest, roundest, juiciest apple bottom he had ever laid eyes on. Not even Kayla, with all of her luscious curves, could compete with the eye-popping grandeur of Shannon's lavishly big and achingly beautiful butt, an awesome sight to behold, which filled out the back of everything she wore like a luminous celestial sphere, heavy from the weight of its own incredible mass, as it hovered there begging to be spanked, jiggled, and endlessly squeezed.As he reached into the trunk to pull out the last two bags, he quickly rifled through the one with all the new pantyhose before bringing them inside. For the first time in his young life, Jonathan had begun to find himself wondering how the black, nude, suntan, and something called taupe, might actually look on someone other than his sexy cheerleading sister, not to mention his very own mother, whom he now considered his own personal MILF, one he actually got to fuck, who also unfortunately happened to be in an extremely foul mood as she waited for him in the kitchen, probably still fuming over God knows what.He passed his father, who looked far too busy playing auto mechanic to acknowledge him again. So, Jonathan shuffled back into the kitchen, where he quietly reentered to find his mother looking fairly preoccupied herself as she hastily buzzed around unpacking groceries and loudly stowing everything away. Looking to steer clear of what he dearly hoped was only a temporary pain in the ass, Jonathan quietly set down the last two bags, and then paused for one last look at his mother's pretty legs before stealthily sneaking off to his room.His mother continued to absently hustle about, recklessly swinging cabinets open, or slamming them shut, which in some interesting cases required her to reach up toward the higher shelves, while gingerly trying to maintain her balance on the fragile balls of her pantyhose-covered feet, a highly enticing position in which Jonathan paid special attention to the alluring manner in which her soft round heels delicately floated off the back of her white sandals.With her toenails painted a hot cherry red, the rousing threat of a shoe sliding off looked dangerously imminent, as Jonathan imagined wearing backless heels with slippery pantyhose made it harder to keep them on her feet.As his mother slowly turned to find him standing there, Jonathan relaxed as he noted that her soft endearing features had thankfully returned to her warm pleasing face. She crooked her head to the side, and then called out to him with motherly compassion."Johnny," she asked. "What's wrong with you today? Your mind seems to be in a completely different world. Are you okay?"Jonathan shrugged and kept his head down. "I'm fine," he said. "Just thinking, that's all."Shelly nodded. "Are you mad at me for yelling at you outside?"Jonathan waved it off. "Don't worry about it," he said. "Dad told me you get that way sometimes. It's okay."Shelly glanced toward the garage with an odd frown on her face, before looking back to apologize again."Well, I'm sorry, honey," she said. "I ran into Peter at the market and the conversation got pretty heated," she explained. "I didn't mean to take it out on you," she added. "I'm just a little upset right now."Jonathan returned her words with a thin smile, as he idly continued studying the pantyhose, which were lying in front of him on the kitchen counter, scanning over the various percentages of nylon, cotton and Lycra spandex contained in each pair."I need to start getting dinner ready," she said. "But why don't you come over here for a minute," she added, waving her hand.Jonathan blinked as he slowly looked up to see her leaning against the cabinet, with her head tilted and her pretty hair falling over half of her face. He quietly slouched around the island, with his head down and his shoulders shrunk, while his mother took one step forward.As his mother slowly descended to her knees, Jonathan was taken completely taken off guard, as he dropped his head and curiously raised his eyebrows."What are you doing?" he asked, as his mother began tugging at his shorts."What do you mean?" his mother said, with an odd frown. "I'm doing the same thing I always do to cheer you up," she added. "What else would I be doing?"Jonathan shyly demurred. "Not right now," he said, twisting his hips away. "I'm all sweaty."Shelly laughed softly. "Never stopped me before," she said, smiling up at him. "You're acting like we've never done this before," she added, as if mildly offended. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think we've pretty much established that the way I feel about sucking your cock is exactly the way you feel about seeing me in these pantyhose."Jonathan replied to his mother's logic with the same sullen look on his face, shrugging his shoulders once more, as his mother persistently reached for his waistband yet again.Jonathan stepped back even further. "I just wanted to talk," he told her, with a hint of annoyance.Shelly slapped her hands to her thighs, and then sighed wearily as she looked up at him, pursing her lips together, as she knelt there on the kitchen floor, shaking her head."Fine," she said. "We'll talk," she added, rising up again. "What's on your mind?"Jonathan felt a bit stupid saying it out loud, but still he said it anyway."I'm trying to decide if I should get Shannon something for Christmas."Shelly scrunched her face. "Shannon?" she asked bluntly. "Why on Earth would you want to get her something?" his mother wondered. "Besides," she added. "Isn't their family Jewish?"Jonathan shrugged. "Maybe, I don't know," he answered, before thoughtfully reasoning in response. "That doesn't mean I shouldn't get her something."Shelly smiled. "You're right about that," she said, with a steady nod. "A girl can never get too many presents," she said, softly laughing again. "But help me out here, Johnny. I already know Tiffany is in love with Adam. I mean, she's already told the whole world for God's sake," she added, rolling her eyes. "But what's going on between you and Shannon?" she asked, with a probing squint, as she subtly shook her head. "Do you have feelings for this girl?"Jonathan blushed. While he definitely did have feelings for Shannon, he wasn't entirely sure what they were, let alone how to explain them. He was already enjoying the pleasures of two perfect women, one happening to be his middle-aged, cum-craving mother, with the other being his equally cum-addicted, teenage sister, who evenly supported his obsession with pantyhose, and provided him with a profound level of love and devotion that most people could never even imagine, let alone understand. The one risk Jonathan knew he should never take was anything that could possibly ruin his good fortune, especially by doing something as foolish and avoidable as getting involved with the wrong girl. Tiffany may have trusted Adam to keep their family life a secret, but in Shannon's case, her mouth was probably the only thing bigger than her butt.Since Jonathan didn't really know how to answer his mother's question, the best that he could do was lean back against the center island, turn his head, and then stare down at the floor, as he kicked the tip of his sneaker against the linoleum.Finally, Jonathan shrugged off the question, by casually responding, "She's kind of cute," as he intentionally tried to avoid looking in his mother's deeply discerning eyes.Shelly quietly laughed to herself, smiling perhaps out of sympathy, when she thoughtfully replied. "Maybe I shouldn't embarrass you any further," she said. "Besides, this might be a good time to get a little advice from your father," she suggested, as she went back to organizing the shelves. "Dinner should be ready around 4:30," she added, over her shoulder.Jonathan nodded, and then wandered back into the garage, where his father was cleaning his dipstick with a dirty towel."Did you find out what's wrong with your mother?" he asked right away. Jonathan nodded. "She saw Peter at the market," he explained. "I guess they had some sort of fight.""Whoa," Greg said, tossing the towel. "Is that all she told you?""Pretty much," Jonathan answered. "She told me I should come out here to get your advice on something.""What about," his father said, with a distracted look on his face as he gazed over toward the kitchen.Jonathan rifled through the various wrenches in his father's tool chest. "About women," he answered casually, which instantly made his father laugh."Your mother sent you out here to get advice about women?" he said, snorting under his breath. "I suppose when we're done talking, I should send you back to her for advice on how to do an oil change."Jonathan shrugged. "I tried asking her first," he said. "She told me to ask you."Greg leaned back against the front door of his car. He folded his arms, and then glanced over at Jonathan, with his head turned to the right. "Okay, I'll bite," he said. "Ask me what?"Jonathan pivoted face forward, and then leaned back against the tall metal chest of drawers."Do you think Shannon would like it if I bought her a Christmas gift?"Greg smiled, and then nodded his head knowingly. "So you like Shannon," he figured instantly. "That's what this is all about," he added, smirking to himself. "No wonder you're mother sent you to me," he reasoned, before adding wisely. "She won't discuss it because she's afraid hearing about it will make her too jealous.""Why?" Jonathan asked, with a frown. "I love Mom more than anything. She knows that."Greg shook his head. "Don't try to understand it," he answered glibly. "You'll just make yourself crazy."Jonathan nodded. "So what do I do?""Depends," Greg told him. "Exactly what is that you're hoping to accomplish?"Jonathan shrugged. "Nothing," he said. "It's not like she's my girl or anything like that. I mean, we've barely hung out. I just have some extra money, so I thought it would be nice to get her something."Greg stood back, stepped closer, and then patted his son on the shoulder."You want to know what I think," he said. "If you really like this girl and you're trying to win her over, then don't waste your money buying some expensive gift," he advised. "Girls are smart," he added, "It's like they come with a built-in lie detector. They can sense when you're being fake. If you want her to know how you really feel, then all you need to do is walk right up to her and tell her. How do you think I met your mother?"Jonathan listened, and then smiled, as he slowly nodded, and then thoughtfully replied, "Rule number one.""You got it," Greg said, as he nodded, smiled back, and tousled his son's hair. Jonathan lightly shoved his hand away, which quickly led to a brief sparring session of playful hooks and jabs, before Jonathan finally asked another question."So, what about the other rules?" he asked. "Aren't you worried if we start letting Adam and Shannon hang around more often that it could cause problems later on?"Greg quickly scrunched his face as he briefly shook his head. "Not at all," he said. "I figured those two out in three seconds," he said. "They'll fit right in, especially Shannon... with that little ring in her nose...and that butterfly she's got tattooed on her chest... you can tell she's a party girl... I can just see it in her eyes," he added. "Plus I think her older brother's got a little thing for pantyhose himself."Jonathan nodded. "He steals them from his sister," he said. "He told me yesterday."Greg reeled his head back in surprise. "No shit," he said. "He steals pantyhose too, huh? That's how I got started."Jonathan nodded. "I don't know how often, but yeah he does," he said. "I guess you could see why he likes Tiff so much."The sound of her name made Tiffany peek her head out through the side door."Everyone likes me!" she said leaping into the garage with her typical enthusiasm.Greg and Jonathan eyed each other and then suddenly went quiet."Oh, I'm sorry," she said, tilting her head mockingly. "Is this, like, male bonding or something?" she asked, giggling. "Were you two just about to measure each other's dicks," she added. "Oooh, can I watch?" she said, rubbing her hands together.Greg quickly cut her off. "Your brother and I are trying to have a talk," he said. "This really doesn't concern you."Tiffany sucked her teeth. "Fine," she said, with a disgusted smirk. "And I thought Mom was on the rag," she added rudely. "Just for that, you guys can't have any of my special cookies."Jonathan frowned. "What cookies?" he asked.Tiffany answered, while lightly prancing away. "I'm baking cookies for Adam," she yelled over her shoulder. "Kayla's recipe."Greg went back to work on his car. Jonathan followed Tiffany inside."What kind of cookies?" he asked, noticing his mother was gone. Tiffany had already started pulling out the measuring cups and all of her ingredients. "Kayla calls them her 'kitchen sink' cookies," she said, as she opened the fridge, leaned in, and limberly swung back her left leg. Naturally, Jonathan noticed that his sister was still wearing her white Cowboys jersey, over her blue opaque tights and white ankle socks. As her leg came up, Jonathan stood behind her, blankly staring at her cotton crotch, until she gracefully spun forward holding up a stick of butter and a carton of eggs. "What's in 'em?" Jonathan quickly asked."Oatmeal, raisins, cranberries, chocolate chips and macadamia nuts," she answered all in one breath.Jonathan nodded. "Nice," he said. "Does Adam like raisins?"Tiffany stared blankly. "Hmm," she shrugged. "I have no clue," she admitted. "But I'm making him try these anyway," she added bluntly. "Don't we have any salt," she said, as she loudly rummaged through the pantry.Jonathan turned, as his mother finally reappeared, holding the phone. Tiffany must have heard the scraping sound of her mother's heels, as she turned back and quickly shouted, "Mom, where is the damn salt?"Shelly was in mid-conversation as she turned to her daughter, pointed toward the cabinets and whispered, "Look behind the baking powder."Tiffany sighed, as she dipped her head, and put her hand on her hip. "That was the first place I checked," she said. "Didn't you put salt on your list?"Shelly covered the receiver. "I didn't make a list," she said. "I'm talking to your uncle. If you hang on, I'll find it."Tiffany sucked her teeth again. "Forget it," she said, throwing up her arms. "I need to go burn a CD. Let me know when Adam gets here," she said, skipping up to her room.Jonathan checked the clock. It was 2:45. His mother resumed looking for the salt, where Tiffany had left off."I don't know what to do," she said into the phone. "I told him I would give him a day. That seems more than fair to me," she continued, as she opened every cabinet door. "Honestly, at this point, I hope he does leave her. Maybe she'll meet someone who won't treat her like shit," she said, before finally giving up. "Jonathan," she said, facing him with a weary look on her face. "Where did you hide the salt?"Jonathan exhaled. "Why does everyone always blame me?" Again, Shelly spoke into the phone. "Hang on, Brian," she said, before looking back at her son. "I really need some salt," she stated insistently. "I was planning to make mashed potatoes and I can't make them without it."Jonathan smiled. "Sure you can," he said. "Just do what Dad did that one time."Shelly frowned. "What are you talking about?"Jonathan stepped forward as he explained. "When he made dinner for your birthday," he said. "You know, when he made you that creamy pasta you like.""Fettuccini Alfredo," she said. "What about it," she asked with a puzzled look.Jonathan looked at her, as his lips curled into a devilish grin. "Let's just say," he said, finishing with a smile, "Dad used his own special sauce."Shelly blanched. "He what?" she said, shaking her head. "Oh, my God. No, he didn't!"Jonathan nodded. "He said you loved it."Shelly got back on the line. "Yeah, I'm still here," she said. "No, don't hang up. Just give me a second," she said, looking up again. "So, you're telling me your father didn't use any salt... just... wow, really?" she said, as her eyes fondly lit up."I'm sorry," Jonathan said. "I always thought you knew."Shelly shook her head absently. "Had no idea," she said. "But I have to say... that was the best pasta I've ever had," she said, smiling again.Jonathan nodded. "See," he said. "It works. We should use it in the potatoes."Shelly considered it briefly. "Hmm," she said, scratching her head. "Yeah, I guess we could try it, for me and your sister anyway," she said, mulling it over. "You know," she realized, with a smile. "If we use yours, it might taste even better."Jonathan blinked. "Why's that?"Shelly smiled. "Because," she said. "I mean, don't get me wrong. I love your father. But if I had to make a choice, I would pick yours every time.Jonathan smiled glowingly. "Really!" he said. "Why?" he asked. "What's so different about it?"Shelly blushed. "It's just sweeter," she confessed quietly. "Maybe it's because you're younger," she said. "I'm not sure," she added. "But there's something about the way you taste that's just, mmmm..." she moaned, as she raised her closed fingers up to her puckered lips, and then flipped them open with the sound of a kiss, "Crème de la crème," she said in a mild French accent, while fluttering her blissful blue eyes.Jonathan enjoyed seeing his mother's playful side, which was certainly more fun than the mood she had been in earlier."What do you want me to do?" he said, as his mother quickly resumed her phone call.Shelly pointed to the liquid measuring cup which Tiffany had left on the counter."Just squirt some in that cup over there," she said, wagging her fingers.Jonathan frowned with disappointment. "So, you're not even going to help?"Shelly turned. "I'm on the phone," she whispered. "What do you want me to do?"Jonathan shrugged. "I don't know," he said. "I'm not even hard," he whined. "Do something." Shelly slowly nodded in compliance, as she quietly positioned herself between the microwave and the 12-speed blender, leisurely resting her lower back against the firm kitchen counter top.With one hand still holding the phone, she slowly took her right hand and used it to gradually gather the hem of her denim skirt, patiently tugging each side so the skirt would only slide up about an inch at a time, which made Jonathan sharply inhale, and then watch her intently, as her sheer-to-waist pantyhose steadily came into view and clearly lived up to their name.With her golden legs revealingly spread apart in a wide open stance, her red-manicured fingers slowly went down to settle against the nylon barrier where Jonathan had already focused his steady gaze.In slow, meandering circles, his mother began to openly masturbate in from of him, as she stood there in the family kitchen, while the lustrous sheen of her suntan pantyhose sparkled under the bold fluorescent light.Her slowly undulating hips were coupled with increasingly heavy breathing, as she struggled to remain intelligible while speaking through the phone."I just...huhh... I just don't know... what to... mmmm," she moaned, with her eyes closed, "think any... uhh... more..." she gasped. "Huhhh... I mean... hmphh... how c-c-could he..." she stuttered, "do this... to her."By then, Jonathan had a full throbbing hard on, aching to escape from his baggy shorts. He hunched them down to his knees, curled his warm fingers around the pulsing shaft, and then consciously began using a firm, steady stroking rhythm up and down the full length of his rigid member.Under rule number eight, Jonathan was completely prohibited from masturbating on his own, yet the same rule also mandated that all self-pleasuring by the men in the house had to be done with full consent and in full view of either his cum-thirsty trophy wife mother, the reigning PTA pantyhose mom of the year, or the cum-swallowing princess of all pantyhose sluts, his pom-poms and pantyhose-loving sister, Tiffany."Wh-what?" Shelly said, panting in her brother's ear. "No, I'm...f-f-fine," she said, shivering, as she took one of her long red fingernails and poked it through the sparkling fabric stretched between her thighs. "I j-j-just g-g-got off the... huhh... ahh... the tread-m-m-mill..." she said, sighing in relief as her throbbing clit was finally set free. "Yeah, oh-oh-okay..." she said moaning, while Jonathan focused on the hand pressing her swollen clit, the effects of which made his mother's eyes roll over in ecstasy, while her voice faltered against the phone. "Unnnhgaawwddd," she groaned. "Uhh... okay... that... that's fine," she said, locking her shiny knees together. "Just c-c-come over..." she said, shuddering through a quiet orgasm as she hastily smacked down the phone.Jonathan kept his hand pumping the whole time. He had already begun building a good head of steam, steam that came from his heavily breathing lungs as he watched his mother lewdly rolling and bucking her curvaceous hips, firmly encased like nylon saran wrap, shiny gold saran wrap, the kind made from nylon, cotton and stretchy spandex, used to turn a busty blonde housewife into a filthy incestuous cum-eating whore who finds no greater pleasure or reward than knowing that her own son is ready, willing and abundantly able to provide her with the most generous and savory portions of creamy masculine sauce that a horny mother could ever want, through the simple donning of a beautifully basic pair of common everyday pantyhose, just like the ones she wore yesterday, the one she wore today, and the ones she would wear forever."Get the glass!" she said vocally, no doubt recognizing the pleasure on his face as his pace rapidly increased."Can't reach it!" he said, wincing, as his fist jack-hammered back and forth, sending pre-cum up to the tip, which oozed out like a simple syrup to lubricate the endless turbulence of his hand.Her eyes widened as she noted the slimy residue and instantly recognized the urgency of the moment as she hopped over to the secure the measuring cup before it was too late."Hang on," she said, dropping to her knees, as she tilted the cold empty glass in one hand, while she handcuffed his cock with the other. "Let me take it from here."Jonathan made no attempt to argue, groaning as her soft exfoliated fingers replaced his leathery grip. "Ohhh yeahhh!" Jonathan hollered. "Your hand is so soft. Fuck yeah! Jerk me off!"Shelly answered with a warm subtle laugh. "I'm using a new moisturizer," she said. "So far, I'd say it works pretty well," she said, grinning. "Did you see all the new pantyhose I bought?""Uhhh huhhh!" Jonathan affirmed loudly."Is there any style in particular that you'd like me to wear this evening?" she asked graciously.Jonathan trembled, while his mother's clenched fist concentrated right around the head."Black!" he groaned, with an audible deep breath. "Black would be... unhhgg... g-g-good!"Shelly smiled. "Black it is," she said, nodding distinctly. "Now, I need you to cum for me so I can start making dinner now, okay?" she asked politely. "Could you do that for me, baby?" she kindly requested. "All I'm asking for is nice fresh load of that sweet tasty cum of yours, okay sweetheart?" she begged softly. "Give Mommy a really huge wad, and then I'll go make dinner, and after that I'll put on some more pantyhose for you," she said cheerfully.Her explosive words had barely left her lips when Jonathan's cock began spitting like a garden sprinkler. His venerable seed spilled into the empty glass, as the satin grip of his mother's stroking fingers gently nursed him to a generous release, as her cup nearly ran over from the sheer quantity of her son's creamy roux.With a smile, Shelly turned the glass upright, and then slowly brought it closer to where she could fully marvel over the plentiful results, with a gleaming twinkle in her eyes."Wow," she said. "You don't mess around, do you?"Jonathan smiled. "That's what happens when you say the magic word.""What magic word?" she said, playing coy, as she tilted her head, and then smiled innocently. "Oh, I'm sorry..." she said, teasing him purposely. "Do you mean..." she said, twitching her eyes as she emphasized the first syllable. "Pantyhose!" she said, repeating it purely for his enjoyment. Jonathan nodded. "Yeah, that's it," he said. "That's the magic word.""Hmm," she said, as he helped her to feet, careful to make sure nothing was spilled. "I'll have to remember that. I had no idea that little word had so much power," she said. "Could come in handy later," she said with a devilish grin.Jonathan laughed. "Oh yeah," he said, nodding emphatically. "It never fails," he added, before changing subjects as he pulled up his shorts. "Do you think we should tell Tiffany that she can still make those cookies?"Shelly eyed the contents of the glass. "Hmm," she said thoughtfully. "This is a lot, but I don't think it's enough for both," she reasoned. "No offense," she added, smiling.Jonathan shrugged. "It's cool," he said. "They just sounded good...Kayla's recipe..." he added, before he quickly asked, "Do you know if she's making dinner for Thanksgiving this year?"Shelly pursed her lips together doubtfully. "Hmm," she thought to herself. "Not sure about that," she answered. "I know it's this Thursday though. So we'd better get that all figured out," she suddenly realized. "I have to call her tomorrow anyway," she said. "I can check with her then."Jonathan nodded. His mother then explained that her brother Brian was stopping by for a quick visit. As she said this, Jonathan turned to the booming sound of rap music coming from outside. His mother's eyes flashed toward the front window. "I don't think that's Uncle Brian," Jonathan said, as he calmly walked over to open the front door.***When Jonathan walked outside, the first thing he noticed was Adam standing beside a black 4-door Lexus sedan, which was parked on the street facing south toward Fairfield, odd considering Adam drove a Ford Focus. He was holding his cell phone and appeared to be texting someone, who Jonathan assumed was probably Tiffany, as Jonathan headed down the path, and threw up a friendly wave, to which Adam responded with a short nod of his semi-bearded chin."Nice car," Jonathan said as he stepped closer. The stereo was rumbling so loud that he wasn't sure Adam could even hear."Pretty bad ass, huh?" Adam said, nodding his head to a steady beat that sounded vaguely like 50 Cent.Jonathan nodded, as he carefully admired the gorgeous luxury vehicle. It had tinted windows, sparkling rims, and what looked like a shiny coat of fresh wax, all of which made every square inch of the aerodynamic surface gleam like a black panther, as the dark lustrous shimmer filled Jonathan's thoughts with the sleek and seductive vision of his own luxurious mother wearing the dusky black pantyhose she had promised to wear for him later that evening."Yeah," Jonathan said, straining to raise his voice over the music. "This thing is sick," he said, referring to the car. "Where'd you get it?Adam tucked the phone in his pocket, as the boys calmly approached one and other, and then casually bumped fists. "Belongs to my dad," he explained. "He's just letting me use it this week."Jonathan nodded, and then quickly turned, as the music suddenly grew even louder.The passenger door slowly opened, and that insistent bass came throbbing out of the car like her own personal motion-picture soundtrack, as Jonathan instantly recognized Adam's kid sister, who came bopping out of the car, with her head nodding like it was on springs, and her shoulders swaying from side to side right along with it.With a rhythmic strut that gradually brought her around the rear bumper of the car, she slowly emerged into Jonathan's full awareness, with her arms up and her fingers popping, as her thick nimble legs floated over the curb, high-stepping from one foot to the other, as she grooved her way down the path that led straight into Jonathan's most lurid fantasies."Go shorty, it's your birthday," Shannon lip-synched happily, as her hard-popping hips rapidly shifted so distractingly that Jonathan could barely look anywhere else, save for the fact that when he did finally look at her sultry brown eyes, he lost himself in how deeply she was staring right backOf course, Shannon was always dancing. Dancing was her thing. She couldn't help herself. She had a motor inside of her that made her want to move all the time. The reason she never tried out for pep squad had nothing to do with her ability. She simply couldn't see herself getting involved in something she perceived as stupid and shallow, not to mention she hated all of the cheerleaders, with the one notable exception being Jonathan's sister, although Tiffany had been Shannon's best friend long before she ever picked up a pom-pom.As he looked her over with his own unique sense of appreciation, Jonathan for the life of him could not understand why all of the other girls seemed to enjoy picking on her so much about her looks. In his mind, Shannon completely stood out from all the rest for reasons he found himself pondering more often all the time.On bare feet, she was maybe an inch taller than Jonathan, so she generally stood right between him and his sister, with Tiffany standing right around 5'2" and weighing all of 105 lbs.Shannon probably outweighed Tiffany by a good ten to twelve pounds, most of that accounted for by the extra padding she towed in the rear.She had long curly brown hair that tightly spiraled down over her soft round shoulders; an outrageous shock of chocolate brown curls that created a lovely contrast against the parchment light color of her smooth creamy complexion.Her vibrant brown hair was matched in color by a smoldering pair of large, watchful eyes, with a cute angular nose similar to Ashlee Simpson before the surgery. Her rosy apple cheeks were lightly dotted with subtle brown freckles, while her thin lips would most commonly creep into devious little smiles, but sometimes opened up to a huge set of pearly white teeth, courtesy of her dentist father, who constantly annoyed her to keep them that way.Her voice could be a bit throaty when she spoke, something Jonathan also found uncommonly sexy. Often, it would sound scratchy, like she was just getting over a cold, but it always sounded hauntingly feminine, especially when she laughed, which she did often, usually with her mouth gaping, her hair swinging, and her whole upper body lurching into fits of inspired lunacy that echoed through Jonathan's ears and never failed to make him at laugh, or at least smile, as well."So, what's up," Jonathan said, glancing at Adam, before quickly returning to Shannon. "Tiffany's inside," he added. "Are you guys coming in, or what?"Shannon shoved him on the arm. "Hey," she said playfully frowning, as Jonathan noticed her large silver hoop earrings. "Don't you want to dance with me first?"Jonathan looked at Adam. Adam threw up his hands."I don't know about you," Adam said. "But I usually do what she wants."Jonathan smiled, and then nodded, as Shannon promptly invaded his personal space, pressing her chest against him, where Jonathan could smell the delicious wafting aroma of what he always imagined Hawaii might smell like – if you dropped it into a blender, added strawberries, coconut and vanilla, and then called it a 'Shannon smoothie.'As her hips began smashing into his semi-aroused groin, Jonathan found himself feeling nervous for some reason. Perhaps, he felt uncomfortable with Adam standing right there, although her brother seemed pretty at ease with the whole situation himself. It might have been the way Shannon's fingers were lightly resting against his pounding chest, as he looked down to notice the white tips of her lovely French manicure. Then again, it was probably just the intense look on her face as her eyes dimmed seductively, while she quietly focused on him, and then continued to sing along, with her frosted pink lips mouthing the provocative chorus of a song Jonathan knew very well."I'm into having sex...I'm not into making love," she whispered, for no one else's ears but his. Just when Jonathan was about to have an eruption right then and there on the front lawn, his father decided to step out from the garage and throw a wet blanket on the fire.""Hey!" he yelled at the top of his agitated voice. "Could you lower that shit? You're disturbing the whole freakin' neighborhood!"Adam quickly apologized. "Sorry, sir," he said, waving respectfully, before hopping over and instantly shutting the engine off."Thank you," Greg said, as he glanced over to Shannon and greeted her with a friendly smile, which Jonathan spotted a mile away. "Hey, Shannon," his father said. "How are you doing, sweetheart?""Hey, Mr. Harper," she said, waving her little hand. "Sorry about the noise.""It's okay," he said. "I just think if a song is called 'In Da Club,' then that's really the only place anyone should have to hear it."Shannon nodded and smiled back. It was her big smile, the one with all the teeth. "That's funny," she said. "Can I steal that?""Take it," he said, shooing his hand. "I've got a million of 'em," he added, before turning to Jonathan. "Hey, son," he shouted. "Did you tell Shannon she looks nice?"Shannon cut him off before Jonathan could speak. "No!" she blurted, glancing at him with a playful sneer out the corner of her eye. "He never said anything, Mr. Harper." Jonathan smirked. Adam looked up and snickered. Greg just shook his head and walked off."You do look nice," Jonathan stammered awkwardly."Oh, sure," Shannon said, sniffing and rolling her eyes. "Wait for your dad to tell you and then say something," she said, tossing her hair. "Now, _there's_ a classy move."Jonathan didn't know what else to say. She did look nice. She looked extremely nice.She was wearing a very sexy top, which Jonathan felt pretty sure was black lace. It had long sleeves that actually widened at the wrist, and then draped down in these lacy little flags of extra cloth that waved whimsically with every passing breeze.Her top was neatly cropped right at mid-chest, exposing the soft flat surface of her bare midriff, highlighted by a medal ring with a pretty red stone to emphasize her tiny navel. Directly below her piercing, what Jonathan then saw deeply distracted him for several meaningful seconds: hanging over the top of her low-riding, white denim jeans, was a small patch of skin covered and contained by a two-inch swath of black nylon that crept up over the top of her belt so conspicuously that it was almost impossible for Jonathan to even see her jeans at all, as his head instantly went woozy at the thought of what he suddenly realized she had purposely worn for him under those extremely tight jeans."Are you okay, Johnny?" he heard her saying in that rich throaty voice.Jonathan blinked. "Fine," he said, swallowing, as he shook his head and snapped himself out of his trance.Finally, Adam's cell phone rang, and as he quickly answered and began to laugh, Jonathan and Shannon promptly turned to see what was so funny."Tiffany wants to know if you guys are going to come in or just stand out here and make goo-goo eyes at each other all day," Adam said, snickering yet again."Tell Tiff she can bite me," Shannon answered, before turning to Jonathan again. "Lead the way," she told him, as Jonathan started for the door.When they reached the entrance, Jonathan played the gentleman, holding the door open, as Adam entered first, followed by Shannon, allowing Jonathan to once again drink in just how amazingly hot she truly looked, with his eyes tracking every step of her slow, hip-shifting walk.Of course, the view from behind did not disappoint as Jonathan had to catch himself from moaning out loud at the heart-stopping broadness of her powerful thighs, which angled up like a capital letter V, steeping and swelling to the size of a thick pumpkin suspended in mid-air, as if the back of her jeans, had been mechanically inflated like one of his old basketballs, a bonafide ghetto booty stuffed into the densely overcrowded real estate where her back pockets bulged toward his scrambled eyes like a J-Lo video in 3-D.Capping off everything, as Jonathan finally looked down toward the floor, were a fetching pair of trendy cork sandals, with a wedge heel, and three white overlapping straps, each maybe a ¼ inch wide, crisscrossing over the alluring black nylon encasing her nubby little feet."So when do we eat?" Shannon asked immediately. "I've had nothing but water all day. If I don't get some food soon..." she said, smirking, "well, I don't mean to be gross, but did you ever see that movie about those people who have to survive in the mountains after a plane crash?""It's called, 'Alive'" Adam said, reminding her. "And nobody wants to hear you talk like that before dinner, you little troll."Shannon rolled her eyes. "You and your stupid troll comments," she said. "You think I don't know I'm short," she added, pointing to herself facetiously. "You only call me that because you're too retarded to think of anything more clever to say," she retorted. "Besides, I'd rather be a troll, than walk around looking like Neo," she said, snapping back at him. "At least all of my 'Lord of the Rings' sequels didn't suck like your movies did, you stupid jackalope."Adam sucked his teeth at her, and then gave her a light shove, "Fuck off."Shannon gave him a slap. "Watch the language, Johnny Utah" she said. "We're guests here."Jonathan couldn't help laughing. Of course, it also occurred to him that Shannon seemed to know an awful lot about Keanu Reeves, for someone who enjoyed making fun of his movies so much.Tiffany finally came tumbling down the stairs, and then leapt into Adam's waiting arms, as they hugged briefly, and the Jonathan and Shannon watched with revulsion as the couple starting tongue-kissing right there in the hallway."Yeah," Shannon said. "I'm not supposed to talk about cannibalism, but then these two starting eating each other's faces."Jonathan laughed. Adam and Tiffany suddenly realized they were being watched and then looked at the other pair simultaneously."What?" they both said at once. Shannon and Jonathan smiled back."Nothing," the second couple replied.Jonathan's mother walked out of the kitchen, with her blonde hair pulled back in a white scrunchie, wearing the same white top, jean skirt, white sandals and suntan pantyhose, which she had been wearing all day."Hey, Adam," she said, smiling, as she walked over and gave him a short hug. Adam squeezed back. Shelly then turned, looked Shannon up and down, and then whistled with admiration."Look at you, hot stuff," Shelly said. "Love the shoes."Shannon smiled. "Thank you," she said. "You're looking pretty hot, too" she added. "But then again, you always do," she said humorously. "I keep telling people you're a witch, but nobody listens."Shelly smiled. "No magic here, sweetie," she said, proudly posing as she threw out her prominent chest. "Strictly diet and exercise."Shannon nodded back, with a smile. Shelly stepped forward, and then leaned in toward Shannon's chest."I like your necklace," she said, referring to the black and white pendant which Jonathan had just noticed himself."It's yin and yang," Shannon said. "It's supposed to remind me to keep everything in balance.""That is important," Shelly said. "But my father always said, 'everything in moderation...including moderation.'""Yeah, well, my father's a dentist," she said, with a shrug. She looked around at the room as everyone quietly stood there waiting for more, when she finally said. "I'm sorry. There was no joke there. My father's just really dull."Jonathan turned to her and said, "You mean, except when he lets you borrow his car."She shrugged again. "The parental units went to Cabo," she said. "They'll be gone for a week. Adam nodded. "Yeah," he said. "The only thing cool about it is we get the car and the house all to ourselves."Shelly frowned. "So they left you all alone, right before Thanksgiving. That's a little strange.""Yeah, well," Shannon said, "aside from being pretty dull, my dad is also really cheap, too," she said, turning to Tiffany. "But that reminds me, Wednesday night, before Thanksgiving, I'm throwing a slumber party at the house. You can bring Naomi, but I don't want anyone there from the squad. Capice?""Not even Lisa," Tiffany asked. Shannon relented quickly."Okay, fine," she answered. "If you promise not to do any cheers in my house, or make any references to the phrase 'school spirit', then Lisa can come. But absolutely no Ashley, no Danielle."Adam agreed. "Lisa's cool," he said. "She's not stuck up like the rest of them."Tiffany cocked her head suspiciously. "You know her?" she asked pointedly. "Where from?"Adam shrugged. "Just around," he said. "Kevin's had a few parties. She comes through with Jill and Monica. Plus, I know her brother from way back.""Oh, I've met Tony," Shelly said out of the clear blue. "He's a very sweet young man."Shannon blinked. "Sweet," she said. "Tony Garcia beat the shit out of some guy just for calling his sister's a bitch.""No," Tiffany said. "The guy called Lisa a 'stupid Mexican bitch,'" she respectfully clarified, "and then Tony beat the shit out him.""Fine," Shannon said. "So let's make him prom king and be done with it already."Tiffany rolled her eyes. Adam smirked. Jonathan went back to staring at Shannon's sexy wedge sandals.Shannon turned to Tiffany and blurted excitedly, "So, I found this guy who said he'll give me another tattoo."Shelly heard this, and then promptly scowled at Tiffany, before she started to walk away."Don't give her any ideas," Shelly said, on her way back to the kitchen.Adam teased his sister on purpose, as he quickly chimed in to anyone within earshot. "She wants to get a tramp stamp."Shannon punched him. Adam grabbed his arm. Jonathan got the impression that she didn't try to pull it at all."Would you shut the hell up," Shannon said, as she reached back to wiggle up her pants, another frequent habit which Jonathan enjoyed watching quite a bit. "Anyway," she continued. "I found a guy in East L.A. who said he would do it when I'm sixteen."Jonathan pointed down at her chest. "How did you get that one," he asked, quirking his brow at the small multi-colored butterfly above her right breast.Shannon shrugged. "It's a henna," she said. "My mom freaked over it big time," she added. "But oh well," she said, with a second wiggle. "I got to be me."Tiffany cut her off at that point, as she leaned in to whisper something neither Jonathan nor Adam could hear."I guess Tiffany's taking me upstairs," Shannon said. "If we're not back down here in an hour, then, umm...just assume we already ate," she said, grinning.Adam and Jonathan glanced at each other, and then glanced back at the girls, who were already half way up the stairs, completely ignoring the puzzled looks on both of their faces.Greg came marching through the living room, with his hands and face covered with dark greasy smears. "Did your mother say what time we're eating?" he asked.Jonathan answered, "4:30."Greg checked his watch. "If you're mother's looking for me, tell her I'm in the shower," he said as he trudged down the long hallway toward the master bedroom.Ten minutes later, Jonathan watched as Adam stood at the center island, chopping up lettuce and tomatoes for a quick salad. Jonathan's mother was also standing in the kitchen, just to Adam's left, when she leaned forward to open the oven and check the temperature of the chicken. With the oven open, she hunched almost completely over, causing her jean skirt to automatically rise up and bring out a few extra centimeters of her L'eggs pantyhose, when Jonathan instantly caught Adam pausing to take a good hard look over his left shoulder. Jonathan then sat there and waited until Adam glanced up again, before he smiled at him knowingly, as Adam smiled in return. Seeing that both he and Adam shared the same head-turning reflex in the presence of pantyhose made Jonathan smile and acknowledge their mutual understanding with a quiet nod."Okay," Shelly said, slowly closing the oven, before springing back up, making her tits jiggle. "I think the chicken should be done in about thirty more minutes," she said, pulling down her skirt, "that means that I have just enough to time take a shower and get changed.""Dad's already in the shower," Jonathan said."Then, I'll just have to join him now, won't I?" she said, licking the corner of her mouth.She then suddenly pulled out her scrunchie and tossed her messy hair, as Adam and Jonathan looked on lustfully, before Shelly seductively exited the kitchen, switching her hips as she temptingly walked away.She glanced over her shoulder, and then hiked up her skirt on purpose, as she playfully yelled back, "I know you're watching me."Jonathan laughed to himself, as Adam just stood there following her with his needy eyes until she finally disappeared from view. He turned back to Jonathan, and then slowly shook his head."Damn," he said, exhaling. "Your mom is just too hot," he firmly stated. "I don't know how you stand seeing that everyday. I think I'd go crazy."Jonathan shrugged. "You live with Shannon," he reasoned. "Same difference.""Yeah," Adam said, with a smile. "I guess it's all relative."Jonathan laughed. "Yeah," he said, grinning. "You could say that."***Shelly's 26-year-old younger brother, Brian Anderson, pulled up on his motorcycle about ten minutes after Jonathan's mother went to join her husband in the shower.When Jonathan's uncle finally arrived, with his long straw-colored hair, piercing blue eyes, and charming million dollar smile, to Jonathan, it was like seeing the male version of his mother staring him in the face: a tall, blonde, glorious physical specimen, who hovered over Jonathan's head at a good 6'3", while easily weighing a solid 200 lbs, most of which he seemed to carry in his long sculpted arms, with his ripped biceps that were usually being shown off in loose-fitting, sleeveless biker T-shirts, with well-worn Levi's, leather belts with huge silver buckles, and his trademark black cowboy boots. He stood out on the porch, striking an imposing figure, as he flicked his lit cigarette on the ground, and then stomped it out, before strolling inside, brimming with confidence, as he dropped his grey duffle bag on the floor. Besides his father, Jonathan's Uncle Brian was probably his biggest male influence. Unlike Kayla and Shelly, his birth had not been planned, and with an age difference of ten to twelve years between him and his two older sisters, Brian had always felt more like the older brother Jonathan had always wanted to have.Jonathan had always heard that his uncle had a certain way with women, which evidently meant that he enjoyed sleeping around quite a bit, a lifestyle which in of itself didn't sound so bad to the young seventh-grader who idolized him so much, perhaps except for the fact that Jonathan's uncle was also known for changing jobs about as often as he changed girlfriends.Along with a brief stint in the Army, Brian had also done everything from pumping gas, to construction, to driving a tow truck. Jonathan had even heard his mother once talking about him working as male stripper for a while, which didn't seem too far fetched considering the way that Jonathan's mother would often go on about how he reminded her of one of the Matts, either Damon or McConaughey, Jonathan couldn't keep them straight. Although Brian was actually rather mild-tempered and soft-spoken, people often assumed due to his large build, his mangled unwashed hair, his multiple tattoos, and the dark stubble all over his face, that he thought of himself as some type of bad ass, even though Jonathan always remembered him best as the guy who taught him how to surf and could quote lines from almost any episode of "South Park."If things hadn't changed, as they so often did with the so-called 'black sheep' of his mother's family, then Jonathan's Uncle Brian was probably still renting a modest apartment somewhere in North Hollywood, supporting himself doing various odd jobs for an endless string of celebrity, or at least wannabe celebrity contacts, while pursuing his true passions which were freelance photography, playing guitar, drinking, smoking pot, and having sex with countless numbers of nameless women."What's up, Johnny boy?" he said in his boyish, mellow voice, a voice that seemed to suit his cool, easygoing manner, as he stood there, in the family living room, checking out the family photos, with one leg forward, and one shoulder leaning back, and his thumbs tucked loosely into his pockets."I'd tell you that you're getting bigger all the time," he said, smiling jokingly, "but from the looks of these pictures, you're still the same little runt you always were," he said, wagging his head back, with a quiet, self-amused laugh, as he spun around, and then smiled as if to make sure Jonathan knew he was just teasing."You must be Adam," he said, stepping over to Tiffany's boyfriend, and then throwing out his big hand, in a fingerless black leather glove.As Adam reached out and gave his hand a firm shake, Brian jerked Adam forward, snarled in his face, and then pointed his menacing finger."You fuck with my niece," he threatened severely, "and I'll beat your ass harder than you've ever beaten your little shriveled dick. You hear me?"Adam nodded instantly. "I got it," he said, turning his head away from the acrid combination or beer, cigarettes, and God knows what else Brian had probably been eating."So," Brian said, sniffing food in the oven, "your Mom asked me to come down and crash here for a few days," he said. "I guess you and I are gonna be bunkmates," he said, slugging Jonathan in the shoulder."Cool," Jonathan said. "Mom went to get changed before dinner. She should be out in a few minutes.""It's all good," Brian said, throwing his arms up casually. "If there's beer in the fridge, I can manage on my own for a while."Jonathan nodded, as he headed toward the fridge. "My dad usually has Bud or Bud Light, I think.""That's fine," Brian said. "Just one though. Never cool to mess with another's man stash without asking first.""Don't worry," Jonathan said. "He won't mind.""Is my bike safe out front?" Brian asked. "I figure it should be as long as it's parked next to that Lexus out there. Is that your car?" he said, looking at Adam.Adam shook his head. "Parents are on vacation," he said. "I'm just the babysitter."Brian smiled. "You're the babysitter, huh?" he said, nodding. "Well, that baby looks pretty sweet. We may have to go for a little spin later on. Have you ever been down to the Treasure Chest?"Adam blinked. "The strip club?" he said. "I'm only eighteen."Brian nodded. "Sounds about right," he said. "I can still get you in."Adam smiled. "Okay," he answered. "I guess we could do that," he said, as he turned to the sound of footsteps tramping down the stairs.As Jonathan reentered the living room, he handed Brian an open bottle of Bud Light, and then he, Adam, and his beer-swilling Uncle Brian, all turned to meet the new arrivals with curiosity in all of their eyes.Adam nearly fell over when Tiffany first strolled into the living room, with her swimsuit model face decorously enhanced under a full layer of ravishing make-up, and her natural blonde hair draping over bare shoulders, along with a surprised yet dazzling twinkle in her flirtatious blue eyes, as she instantly noticed Uncle Brian, upon which the two shared a brief moment of mutual wide-eyed admiration.From the waist up, her shamelessly hot outfit was mostly nothing but skin, luscious patches of breathtaking tawny radiant skin, naturally bronzed from all of those countless hours worshipping the sun, with a svelte, lean, and athletically-trained hardness to it that only years of daily physical activity could achieve.Wrapped around the inviting protrusion of her full high-set rack, she wore a hot pink stretch bandeau top, which fit snugly around her ample chest, as her nipples visibly reacted to their cool surroundings.She smiled as she slowly turned around, and then leaned forward to accentuate the form-fitting appeal of her matching pink boy shorts, which Jonathan saw as an enticing mix between a thong and full panties, drawing just the right amount of focus to that provocative one or two inch gap where her upper thighs began to curve upward and outward in that fleshy lower region that ultimately rounded over to form her perfect little California peach-shaped ass, which Tiffany playfully bounced by wiggling her slender hips, as her baby soft cheeks wobbled delightfully.As perfect as it was, Jonathan didn't spend much time staring at her sister's lovely ass, with her tight gymnast legs wondrously refinished to illuminate the entire room in a dazzling pair of sparkling silver pantyhose that glittered like an infinite galaxy of glowing comets and flashing supernovas, as if his sister's resplendent legs had been sprinkled with pixie dust, a magical effect which miraculously caused millions of twinkling little stars to appear in the middle of the day.Scanning her legs all the way down to the floor, Jonathan took a moment to appreciate her choice of strappy white platform heels, a perfect finishing touch, which eradicated any concept of the pure, innocent girl next door and replaced her with the enchanting pantyhose princess whom Jonathan simply adored.Tiffany slowly walked over to Adam, and then greeted him with a soft kiss to the lips, before turning to smile at her uncle, who loomed over her with a hungry look in his eyes like he wanted to eat her face too. "Fuckin' A, sweetheart," Brian said, foaming all over himself. "Your mother sure as hell raised you right."Tiffany blushed. "Thank you," she said. "It's good to see you to too," she added. "You don't know how much I miss you when you forget to come see me."Brian nodded, and then answered with a short sniff. "I'll tell you what, baby doll," he said, straining his neck to examine her from all angles. "I think that's definitely gonna have to change." he said, taking a swig off of his beer. "It looks little Tiffany is all grown up."Tiffany smiled, and then reached up to give him a hug, which as Jonathan noticed, wasn't quite so hard to do in those extremely high heels."Okay, guys," Tiffany said, as she turned around, looked toward the stairs, and stood beside all the men. "Now, I really had to talk her into this," she explained. "So be nice because I know she's a little nervous," she requested politely.Brian nodded, as he gruffly answered. "If she looks half as good as you, then she won't have shit to worry about."Tiffany smiled. Jonathan smiled too. He had a pretty good feeling that he knew what was about to come. His stomach had already begun to roll up into tight knots just thinking about it. If it was anything at all like he hoped it would be, then he would definitely take 'half as good' any day of the week."Okay, Shannon," Tiffany called up the stairs. "You can come down now."Jonathan listened, as Shannon yelled down from somewhere outside Tiffany's room."It's too quiet down there. Can you put on some music or something?"Tiffany turned toward her brother."I can do that," Jonathan said, dashing over to the full-sized entertainment center where he helped his father set up the surround sound system with speakers in every corner of the living room.He quickly found a CD that he thought Shannon would like, choosing a track simply titled, "Oh!" by a female R&B singer named Ciara.As soon as the first tremulous notes came booming out of the reverberating speakers, Jonathan could hear Shannon upstairs howling with approval."Ohhh hell yeah," she shouted. "That's _my_ song!"Jonathan grinned happily about his wise choice, and then paused to take deep a breath, as he expectantly trained his eyes up the rising staircase, and then patiently waited for what seemed like an eternity.It began with a single black platform high heel. The look and design was identical to the shoes worn by his sister, save for being the completely opposite color, worn by a young girl who to Jonathan, in many ways, had a sensuous appeal that was also completely different from Tiffany as well.The second shoe appeared soon after the first, and Jonathan watched attentively as the base of each shoe carefully came to rest on each descending run in perfect synchronization to the pulsing melodic beat.It continued up to her legs. Unlike his sister's slim bendable limbs, these legs looked much harder. She had extremely firm calf muscles, soft knees, and broad sturdy thighs, creating a shape much like the beer bottle Brian was holding if he held it upside down. The pantyhose Jonathan had spied her wearing when she had first arrived were no longer there. In fact, Shannon wasn't exactly wearing pantyhose at all.Instead of just regular pantyhose, her strong dancer's legs had been fenced into a pair of seductive black chain-link fishnets. Jonathan had seen fishnet pantyhose on the Internet, but the effect of seeing them up close took him completely by surprise. The evenly intersecting black diamond pattern added a new cosmic dimension to every bending curve and each supple nuance of her tight sinuous legs. Not to be overlooked, her petite malleable breasts vibrated steadily from the rumbling insistent bass, while her black fence-net pantyhose had been thoughtfully paired with a matching black fishnet top, laced over a red satin bra that served up her pointy tits like tasty strawberry morsels, offering them for Jonathan's rich admiration with a constant tantalizing quiver.As she stepped off the bottom run, Shannon's smoky brown eyes steamily settled on Jonathan, with her hips doing that incessant winding motion, spontaneously popping both sides of her overactive hips like tilt-a-whirl, with her arms swaying in mid-air, and her her reckless brown hair teasing him with only passing glimpses of the euphoric look on her alluring face, before she seductively turned to offer her captive audience an extended view of her generous hind region, as she hypnotically proceeded to rock, swivel and bounce her sumptuous rump over the raucous and raunchy beat. Where her fishnet hose ended is where a microscopic pair of camouflage hot pants boldly zoomed into Jonathan's staggering view. The ultra-tiny short shorts must have been borrowed from Tiffany because they were simply way too small, and look way too perfect strangling her corpulent asscheeks, with those jiggling buns puffing out like soft biscuit dough, as Jonathan nearly came in his shorts from the sheer throbbing spectacle.In that instant, Jonathan recalled his father's earlier advice to claim exactly what he wanted as he stepped forward and marched right up toward Shannon with only one thing on his mind.Shannon's eyes were still looking his way, when their mutual gaze was broken by Adam, who swooped in at the last second, grabbed Shannon from behind, and urgently started bumping and grinding his pelvis against her large juicy ass."You don't know how long I've waited to see you dressed like this," Jonathan heard Adam tell his sister from just inches away.Jonathan sunk his head, and then turned toward Brian and Tiffany, as he slumped his shoulders, gritted his teeth, and then quietly stepped out of the way."Man," Brian said, pulling Jonathan aside. "Can you believe the size of that thing?" he said, nodding toward Shannon. "I don't know about you," he added. "But down where I live, we call that a 'badonkadonk.'"Tiffany heard Brian, and then started to laugh. Jonathan cracked a weak smile.Moments later, Greg appeared, with his chestnut hair still a bit damp, and his mustache and goatee neatly groomed, wearing a crisp white button-up shirt, black slacks and a pair of matching socks. "You kids" he said, shaking his head, as he looked around at all the cavorting going on. "Always starting the party without me."He then walked over to Brian, and the two gentlemen greeted each in their standard, well-rehearsed manner."Harper," Brian said, thrusting his hand forward."Anderson," Greg replied, squeezing and shaking emphatically."You takin' good care of my sister?" Brian asked suggestively."Every night," Greg answered, with a subtle wink."Good man," Brian said, with a firm nod and a friendly smile.The men grew quiet when Jonathan's mother finally reappeared. Adam had Shannon locked in a tight embrace, with their lips dangerously close to touching, while Jonathan stood by the stereo, smirking to himself, while staring daggers through Adam's unguarded back."Well, isn't this a lovely family gathering?" Shelly said, as she slowly sauntered across the room, making a grand entrance in an ensemble that briefly managed to rid Jonathan of his justified ill-temper.Like the planets orbiting around the bright yellow sun, Shelly's presence became the radiant focal point of everyone in the room.For his part, Jonathan took a special amount of pleasure from the fact that his mother had indeed lived up to her promise.With the gradually fading afternoon sun casting a hazy ethereal light against her back, Jonathan's heavenly golden-haired mother floated into the spacious parlor with a ghostly aura, as if her glamorous figure and phenomenal beauty drew their enthralling powers from some otherworldly source. The longer Jonathan found himself poring over her mesmerizing charms with complete awe and reverence, the more her bewitching ensemble transported him back to their first dreamy encounter.Her utter nakedness was thinly veiled by a long silky black robe, draping down her statuesque frame from head to toe, while loosely fastened at the waist by a glimmering rhinestone clasp, a sparkling gem that paled against the brilliance of the diamond necklace suspended over her generous bosom, which randomly played tricks with the light, as Jonathan noted the changing spectrum of flickering colors glinting above her proudly heaving chest.Of course, nothing in the room stood out more proudly and visibly than her enormous set of God-given tits, which sat high atop her chest, busting out of a black mesh bra that seemed to be missing the upper half of the large DD cups required to fully support her huge rack, providing her milky white jugs with the excessive freedom to spill out almost completely, which Jonathan noted with firm and painfully throbbing approval.As if his eyes were deceiving him, Jonathan slowly scanned down toward his mother's legs, blinking multiple times, with his blurry gaze fading in and out of focus, as the air suddenly caught in the back of his throat, his body shivered, and his aching penis yearned toward the forces of zero gravity, which would inevitably consume his total being.It wasn't that his mother had simply delivered on her promise. Naturally, that was never enough for her. Clearly, her thirst for cum and her lust to get all she could swallow from anyone living under her own roof drove her to continue finding new ways to keep Jonathan's precious balls perpetually filled with that sweet ambrosia, aching and ever-ready to be drained into her warm gurgling mouth at any moment.Jonathan licked his lips, and his mother instantly lit into a smile, a sure sign of the deep satisfaction she clearly took in knowing that her choice of dress had obviously captivated him beyond all reason. The sheer fibrous material he saw there calling to him from across the room appeared to have been painted against the smooth canvas of her legs by some inspired artist using delicate brush strokes to lovingly and painstakingly cover every flawless inch of her porcelain skin until all of her firm naked flesh had been elegantly dressed in a translucent shade of soft misty black.As if that weren't enough to make her son's mouth water and his cock remain steadily hard for countless days ahead, the alluring shadows spread over his mother's captivating legs were patterned with dark lines of gorgeous winding calligraphy, as if that same artist had taken a quill, dipped it in black ink, and then scrawled his name up and down each leg in bold cursive letters, like a sweeping roadmap leading Jonathan's eyes from the twinkling array of rhinestones studded down the steep heels of her shiny black stilettos to the apex between her sculpted legs where a spot of moisture had already soaked through the nylon seam leaving rousing evidence of his mother's own seething condition."Good God Almighty," Brian said, as if speaking for the entire room. "If the Good Lord made anything more perfect, he sure as hell didn't tell me about it."Shannon regarded her brother's comment with the practiced flip of her long blonde hair, as she playfully tossed him an offhanded smile."I'm glad you approve," she said. "Maybe if you weren't such a stranger, you'd get to see it more often."Brian nodded toward his duffle bag. "I brought all my stuff," he answered. "I figure between Kayla serving up a nice feast on turkey day, and you strutting around looking like Aphrodite in heat, this will probably be a good place to hang out for the next few days.""Our house is your house," Shelly said, smiling again. "I just took out the chicken," she added. "I admit, it is a little dry, but the good news I also tasted the mashed potatoes and they are completely to die for," she said glowingly. "Jonathan, why don't you go get the good china from the dining room and start setting the table, okay sweetie?"Jonathan answered blankly. "Okay, Mom.""Thank you, darling," she said. "Once the table is set, we can all sit down and enjoy a nice meal. I need to speak with Brian for a few minutes, but I will be right back," she said, turning to her brother. "May I see you in my room, please?"Brian nodded, and then smiled, as he promptly answered back. "Shit, in that outfit, I'd follow you down to hell holding a hand grenade."Shelly smiled as she led Brian out of the living room. Jonathan led everyone else toward the dining table, while he quickly noticed Adam and Shannon passing meaningful glances to one and other, while they quietly strolled along hand in hand.***Jonathan took a seat at the at the family dining table, a wedding gift from Greg's parents if he remembered correctly, where his mother had laid out an unexpectedly appetizing roast chicken dinner along with steamed vegetables, warm dinner rolls, a fresh garden salad, homemade iced tea, and two distinctly separate bowls of buttery mashed potatoes, one of which Jonathan explained to Adam over a whisper was in smaller bowl meant only for the women.Brian did not join the family for dinner. Apparently, he had some type of business to take care of, which came as no surprise to Jonathan, as his wayward uncle seemed to get uncomfortable if he stayed in one place for even more than a few hours. This however still left Jonathan with the majority of his family, along with their two neighbors, to settle around the table, where they could all just try to relax and enjoy their time together, or at least, that was what Jonathan had spent the last few minutes telling himself he should do, rather than allowing himself to ruin everyone else's evening by simmering over Shannon apparently choosing to be with Adam.Tiffany was seated directly across from him at the long rectangular mahogany table.She and Adam sat beside each other on one side, with Shannon and Jonathan seated next to each other on the other. Naturally, Greg took his seat at the head of the table to Jonathan's left, while the lone empty seat waiting on the opposite end, had been reserved for Jonathan's mother, who had gone to see out her brother before joining everyone at the table."I hope no one mind's if I start eating," Shannon said. "We don't say grace or anything like that in our family. We're heathens," she added with a smile."Go right ahead," Greg said. "I think everyone here is pretty hungry."Shannon nodded. "Not that I couldn't afford to skip a meal or two now and then," she said, snapping the band on her tight shorts. "Tiffany had to find a shoe horn to get me into these things."Greg laughed mildly. "I'd say you look quite exceptional," he told her, peeking around Jonathan for a short glance. "Truly exceptional," he added, flexing his eyebrows, before sipping his iced tea. "You both do," he then said, turning to Tiffany, who pivoted in her seat and then quickly raised her right leg."Do you like these, Daddy?" she said, referring to the pantyhose she had worn in honor of the occasion. "Aren't they nice?" she added. "Mom ordered them for me."Greg's eyes quickly lit up. "They're beautiful, sweetheart," he said. "How on Earth do they make them sparkle so much?"Tiffany quickly stood up and then placed the heel of her left shoe between her father's legs, as she fondly began stroking the glittering fabric, while she pleasantly explained."They're made with some called Lurex," she said. "I'm not sure what it is, but I know that's what gives it that sparkling effect," she added, with a smile. "Pretty cool, huh?"Greg had already begun dragging his hand over his daughter's thigh. "They definitely work for me," he said, with a steady nod. "You should wear these again on Thanksgiving."Tiffany smiled playfully. "I might," she said, with the flirty tilt of her head. "Or I may have something else up my sleeve," she added, with a wink. "You'll just have to wait and see," she told him, before stepping back and returning to her seat.As Greg prepared to answer, he and Jonathan both turned to the orgasmic moans coming from Shannon, who was leaning over her plate with her eyes closed, and a forkful of mashed potatoes stuck in her mouth. "Mmmmmm!" she moaned audibly, before slumping back and lolling her head around blissfully. "Oh... My... God!" she then said emphatically. "These are the greatest mashed potatoes I've ever tasted in my life!"Jonathan smiled. "We made those just for you," he said. "Mom said they came out pretty good."Shannon used her index finger to scoop up a hefty sample, and then shoved it right into her mouth. Her eyes rolled in pure ecstasy. "Mmmm!" she said. "God, damn these are unreal. How do you get them so creamy?"Jonathan smiled again. "It's a secret family recipe," he explained, before leaving it at that.Shannon started to press further, and then turned as Jonathan's mother elegantly reappeared, and then regally took her seat."Looks like everyone is enjoying their meal," she said, smiling like a beauty queen."Yeah," Tiffany said teasingly. "We should probably go get the camera. No one's ever going to believe this."Shelly smiled at her daughter's joke. "It's not like I can take all the credit," she said, stroking Adam's arm. "Your boyfriend here is pretty handy in the kitchen. We may have to have him for dinner more often," she said, with a subtle wink. "Would you like that Adam?"Adam responded shyly. "Umm, sure, Mrs. Harper," he said, blushing. "I would love that."Tiffany started to comment, when she glanced toward her mother, crooked her head, and then frowned, with an odd look on her face, making Jonathan turn to look at his mother as well."Mom," she said, pointing to a glob of viscous residue left on the side of her neck. "I think you missed a spot."Jonathan leaned in for a better look, which instantly confirmed the gooey substance as a pearly souvenir obviously left there by his uncle Brian. He turned away and quickly leaned forward, trying to hold in his laugh, as he snorted loudly through his nose.Greg reached over and swatted Jonathan in the back of the head, and then turned to chastise his giggling daughter."Tiffany," he said, through a deep frown. "You should know it's not polite to embarrass your mother in front of company."Tiffany nodded readily, and then glanced at Jonathan, a look which sent both of them into a second fit of snorts and giggles.Greg just shook his head at them, and then quickly attempted to change the subject."Where is Brian?" he asked, ignoring the laughter on purpose. "Did he take off already?"Shelly nodded, as she gracefully drew one of the dinner napkins from the table, and calmly proceeded to dab away the sticky remnants in mid-conversation."Apparently, he works nights tending bar at some strip club," she explained. "His shift starts at six o'clock... and this club...Pleasure Chest or something... I guess it's way on the other side of town," she explained. "I told him he could sleep in Jonathan's room or he could crash on the couch whenever he gets off for the night.""Hmm," Greg said, "little strange, don't you think. I mean, he could have at least eaten with us," he added, "pretty rude of him to just come and go." Tiffany and Jonathan instantly burst out laughing, with Shannon joining in equally loud. Adam quickly turned to Jonathan's mother apparently out of shame over his sister's disrespectful behavior."I apologize, Mrs. Harper," Adam said. "I'm not sure what's so funny, but I know my sister would never make fun of you on purpose," he said glaring angrily toward his sister. "Right, Shannon?" he said, waiting expectantly for an answer.Shannon glanced at Adam, and then her eyes quickly shifted to Shelly, before glancing back to Adam, while she sat there with her mouth half open, floundering for something to say.Adam suddenly kicked her under the table as if to forcefully jog her out of her momentary lapse of table manners."Oww!" she said, wincing dramatically. "That hurt, fuck face!"Adam snarled at her through his gritted teeth. "Say you're sorry," he told her, clenching his eyebrows. "Now!""Okay!" Shannon whined. "You made your point. You didn't have to kick me in the friggin' shin. That's gonna leave a mark," she complained, as she reached down to rub her sore. "God, you're such an asshole," she muttered under her breath, before finally raising up to offer a weak apology through her faint smile. "Forgive me, Mrs. H," Shannon said. "I have this disease. It keeps me from knowing when to shut up. I'm deeply sorry if I offended you in anyway," she said. "Oh, and by the way, your brother is totally hot!""Shannon!" Adam yelled, with his eyes glowering at her and his veins bulging from his forehead.Jonathan looked on, when his mother calmly reached over and gently touched Adam's hand. Adam quickly turned in her direction, and then instantly seemed to relax, as Shelly consoled him with a maternal smile, before she turned to regard his impertinent sister in a soft well-mannered tone."As it so happens, I actually agree with you one hundred percent," she said evenly. "My brother is very good looking," she added, through a subtle smile as she calmly held Shannon's gaze. "If you would like, I'd be happy to arrange a more formal introduction."Shannon faltered. Adam jumped in to quickly answer for her."Shannon was just kidding," he said, glaring at her again. "Weren't you?"Shannon nodded, stammering as she spoke. "Uh, yeah," she answered. "He's cute, but umm...the whole country thing... that's not really how I roll." Shelly accepted the answer with a quiet nod, before leaning back against her seat, smoothly raising her left leg, and then gracefully crossing it over the other, as Jonathan noted the stirring sound of her silky thighs rubbing together through the distinct rustle of her pantyhose. "I see," she said, addressing both of them with the same question. "So, tell me exactly how you both feel about what goes on in this family?"The question made Shannon turn to look at Jonathan, while Adam looked over toward Greg, who quietly eased back against his seat, and then expectantly folded his arms.Adam responded first. "Umm," he stumbled, as he nervously fumbled with his fork. "We're uhh... we're pretty cool with it, I guess. I mean, you know, we're still getting used to the idea."Shelly thoughtfully nodded, before shifting her steady gaze toward Shannon."Yeah, it's still pretty weird to us," Shannon added. "I mean, just to keep it real, when I first heard about it, I was, like, this close to calling 911," she honestly admitted. "But for some reason, I decided to just go with my gut," she then explained. Greg tilted his head curiously. "Interesting," he said, causing Shannon to turn toward Jonathan's father.. "Why do you think that is?" he asked her pointedly.Shannon shrugged. "I'm sure part of it is because Tiffany and I have been best friends for so long," she said, brushing back her hair. "She's probably the most normal person I know," she stated. "Plus, she and I have been through all sorts of drama and she's always had my back no matter what," she added. "I've always felt like I could trust her."Greg asked Shannon bluntly. "Can we trust you?"Shannon nodded, and then smiled. "You can trust me, twenty four-seven," she said, before chinning toward her brother. "Him you might have to worry about."Shelly slowly looked toward Adam, while Jonathan noted the sudden panic etched into his wide-eyed face, an anxious-looking expression which slowly faded under the soothing tone of Shelly's seductive voice."Oh, I don't know about that," Shelly said, lightly brushing her fingers against Adam's hand. "After hearing what he did yesterday, with my sister's daughter, something tells me Adam can keep a secret just fine"Adam squirmed, as Shannon went on the attack."Her sister's daughter?" Shannon said, angrily leaning across the table. "You never said anything about anyone being there except you, Tiffany and Mr. Harper," she shot back. "Why did you leave that out, huh Adam? Google that one for me, douche bag!"Adam quietly shook his head. "I didn't lie about it on purpose," he explained, with his head down at just a slight angle. "I just left it out because it didn't seem as important. It was nothing, anyway," he said, with a shrug, "just a quick blowjob."Greg swiftly intervened. "Nobody's on trial here," he said, pronouncing his judgment to the whole table with the decisive wave of his hand. "If everybody's done eating, why don't we turn the music back on, and then maybe have a little dessert?" he suggested."Great idea, honey," Shelly said, smiling. "I have chocolate and vanilla ice cream in the fridge, plus all the fixings, if anyone wants to make their own sundae.""I'll have some," Jonathan said, turning to his right.. "Would you like some, Shannon?"Shannon paused momentarily. "Hmm," she said, pursing her lips, as she fluttered her lashes thoughtfully. "Can we share?" she finally replied.Jonathan smiled. "That's all we do in this family," he answered, rising from his seat."Exactly," Shelly said, as she calmly uncrossed her legs, with a second pantyhose swish. "Sharing is rule number six," she said, turning toward Adam as she slowly elevated from her seat. Jonathan then watched with envy, as his temptress mother leisurely strolled over to Tiffany's boyfriend, and then slowly opened her robe to reveal her plentiful assets. She peered down over Adam with a blank expression, which Jonathan saw as a look of total power, when she swung up her left leg, planted her foot on the opposite side of Adam's chair, and then calmly sank into his lap, where she straddled him in his seat."Speaking of rule number six," Shelly continued, as she turned and smiled at her lovely daughter, flashing her crystal blue eyes. "There is something I feel that I really must do before we all call it a night," she said urgently.Tiffany turned to her mother with a slow nod, followed by the gradual broadening of her own gleaming smile. "It's no fun if you say it to me," she said, sliding to the edge of her seat. "Say it to him," she said, glancing toward Adam.Shelly smiled, and then nodded perceptively. She then slowly turned, as her long silky blonde hair fell into Adam's face, while she grinded against his lap with her full rotating hips, which Jonathan pictured below the table firmly encased in those patterned black pantyhose, as she leaned forward and softly purred against his visibly trembling lips. "So, I've been thinking," she said, sliding her fingers over his muscular arms, and then down across his flat chest. "And I really believe that before your father and I agree to let you and our daughter consummate this relationship," she whispered, chewing her bottom lip as if to relish the thrill of her own seductive powers. "As Tiffany's mother," she added, while steadily grinding her pelvis against his groin, which Jonathan saw as an exquisite form of torture. "I feel it would be purely in her best interest if I were to... umm," she said, waiting before finishing her thought, "take you out for a little test drive," she then stated.Jonathan quickly glanced toward his father. His father then glanced back, and returned the same knowing smile, before shaking his head, as if to indicate that poor Adam had no idea the amount of trouble he was about to have on his hands.In that same afternoon, Jonathan had already witnessed his mother go through at least four radically different mood swings, which based on his father's credible theory was best explained as some type of abnormal mental disorder, which occurred every month just before her monthly female cycle, a temporary sort of mania, which saw Jonathan's mother switch from highly pissed to highly pleasant, from a shameless and desperate cum-thirsty slut to the stately and dignified queen of the castle, and then suddenly a woman who was all business one moment, to a woman who now appeared to be dangerously horny, with a rabid look in her eyes that Jonathan could see clear across that table, an insatiably hungry look, which seem to suggest that Tiffany's eager boyfriend had suddenly become the main course.While part of him wanted to stay to see exactly what his mother had in store for Adam, when Jonathan looked over to Shannon, he then saw her smiling back, which quickly reminded him of her previous request to share some ice cream.Jonathan quietly excused himself, and then took Shannon by the hand, before leading her from the table and walking the short distance down to their open kitchen, where he then hastily pulled out every flavor of ice cream he could find from the freezer. He then opened the fridge and took out a can of instant whipped cream, before he then grabbed a bottle of chocolate syrup out of the pantry.Shannon asked for both chocolate and vanilla. So Jonathan scooped some of both into a medium-sized bowl, after which Shannon squirted in the chocolate syrup, and then liberally sprayed on the whipped cream.She hastily dipped in, pulled out an icy spoonful, and then leaned forward as if to offer Jonathan a taste, before shoveling the whole thing into her own mouth, and then flashing one of her devious smiles, as Jonathan easily fell for her little trick.Jonathan responded by scooping out a cold spoonful of his own, before politely offering some to Shannon as well. As Shannon parted her mouth, Jonathan gradually raised the spoon toward the alluring sight of her sensuously extended tongue. He patiently ladled the frosty ice cream into her waiting mouth, before tipping the spoon and purposely smearing the melting remnants against her unsuspecting lips.Instinctively, Shannon attempted to clean the mess, wiping at it with the sexy flick of her tongue, which Jonathan stifled insistently."Let me do that for you," he said, leaning in to carefully dab away the excess with his own curious, softly pressing mouth.The candied flavor of Shannon's warm breezy lips instantly merged with the sweetness of her island scent, unleashing a passion in Jonathan that swelled from his loins, up through his beating heart, and out through the force of his gasping lungs, while Shannon's breathless moans blended with his own, causing the gentle peck to quickly escalate to a feverish level, in a rush of open mouth kisses that swallowed them both beneath the surface of their all-consuming lust, until both came up sucking for air. With her eyes dimmed, Shannon slowly floated back, shuddering, as she absently sampled the intriguing flavor she suddenly found on her lips."Mmmmm," she moaned, before complimenting him. "Now that was smooth," she said, lighting up with a winning smile.Jonathan grinned. "I'm a quick learner."Shannon nodded with agreement, and then dropped her head, wincing as she briefly closed her eyes."God," she said, rubbing her temples distractedly. "I don't know what was in those mashed potatoes," she said, as she quickly looked up, and then lightly tossed her hair. "But I'm so wet right now I could die," she added, with a loud sigh.Jonathan crooked his head, returning her statement with a light frown. "How do you know it isn't me?" he asked smugly, as he watched her soft features warm into a sultry smile.Shannon answered in that throaty voice that made his spine tingle. "Of course, it's you," she said, with a sexy grin. "But it takes more than a smooth line and a great kiss to get in these pants," she added, with her hands rubbing her full upper thighs."You're not wearing pants," Jonathan said, blinking.Shannon pursed her lips. "True," she said, sweeping her hair to the right, as she randomly changed the subject. "Can I ask you a question?"Jonathan nodded, as she Shannon then quietly turned her back, slid her heels together, and then gradually leaned forward, while purposely arching her back.She flipped her hair back the left, looked over her right shoulder, and then asked casually. "Do you think I have a big butt?"Jonathan stood there, fazed by the lurid image of her deeply-wedged camouflage hot pants, in a mottled pattern of bright green and brown that seemed to be stretched to the extreme limits of its elastic capacity by the staggering width and the meaty volume of Shannon's healthy asscheeks.He paused to quickly admire the narrow key hole formed by the union of her strong upper thighs, before finally nodding, after musing on the subject thoughtfully."It depends," he said. "Do you mean 'big' in a good way, or 'big' in a bad way?"Shannon slowly turned back around. She grimaced, as she loathsomely replied. "I mean big, as in ice cream is the last thing I should be eating," she said, rolling her eyes. "Besides," she wondered. "Is there really a difference?"Jonathan smirked, as he threw his hands up, and then deeply knitted his eyebrows. "Of course," he said, wondering to himself how this could possibly require an explanation. "Big butts rule!" he quickly enthused. "Look at Jennifer Lopez, look at Beyonce, look at Kim Kardashian," he argued passionately. "A big butt is what you want," he added vehemently. "My mom has a big butt. My aunt Kayla does too," he said, demonstrating the width by holding his hands out from his chest. "That thing is sweet," he added emphatically. "I'm just saying...if I were you, I wouldn't be worried about it. I'd be proud," he said. "The only thing you don't want is a flabby butt," he told her. "You know, like, with all that bumpy stuff all over it," he said. Shannon nodded knowingly. "Cellulite," she said, before flashing him with another one of her enticing glances. "So how do you know my butt isn't flabby," she said, with a sly grin. "Have you been checking it out behind my back?"Jonathan blushed. He dipped his chin, and then scratched the top of his head, before clearing his throat."I've looked," he said, as he blankly stared back.Shannon tilted her head slightly off center. "So if a girl has a flabby butt, you can tell just by looking?"Jonathan answered with a confident nod. "Usually," he said, as he leaned back against the island."Hmm," she said, as she wet her lips, and then looked down toward the lukewarm pool of creamy soup now sitting on the counter. "I'm not so sure I trust your expertise," she said, sliding the bowl away. "Maybe you need to get a little more 'hands on' with your research," she said, smiling suggestively.On that note, Shannon assumed a provocative position, as she once again slid her heels together, drawing Jonathan's eyes down the sprawling chain-link pattern of her stylish fence-net pantyhose. She folded at the waist, rested her elbows on the counter, and then flexed her back, offering her fleshy round humps for Jonathan's careful inspection.Jonathan swallowed, as he slowly raised his hands, spread his fingers, and then softly inhaled, before he timidly and quietly closed in."Go on," Shannon said, with a playful jiggle that made her cheeks clap together in a manner he found more than a bit distracting. "They won't bite you," she added, with an innocent giggle."They?" Jonathan asked, lifting his eyebrows.Shannon smiled, as she reached back with her left hand, firmly grabbed hold of her left cheek, and then steadily jiggled it around."This is Paris," she said, wearing a silly grin, as she switched hands, and then quickly jiggled the right. "This is Nicky," she added, laughing to herself, as she seemed to be highly amused by her apparently self-given nicknames for each of her own stunningly round and perfectly symmetrical asscheeks.Jonathan smiled, as he thought to himself that between the two Hilton sisters, Shannon's moneymaker was clearly worth a fortune.After hearing her offhanded joke, Jonathan felt more relaxed, as he proceeded forward to examine her wares most thoroughly.He took hold of her of soft yielding flesh, palming it with the gradual pressure of his widely spread fingers. He first noted the invigorating warmth, and then the wonderfully smooth outer surface, followed by the comfort of his fingers easily sinking right in, which led to the unexpected resistance of her muscular glutes, as they consistently restored each luscious hemisphere to its solid curvaceous shape.Jonathan nodded with deep approval, and then stated conclusively. "Like I thought... tight as a drum... probably from all that dancing," he assumed.At that moment, Jonathan turned to the catchy sound of music returning to the living room, as Shannon's eyes lit up, instantly recognizing a familiar hip-hop song by Akon called, "Smack That!" "C'mon, let's go dance!" she said excitedly, as she instantly turned and then hustled out of the brightly lit kitchen, rocking her hips and swaying her shoulders to the irresistible beat.As Jonathan followed her down the hallway, passed the stairs, and then back toward the living room, the afternoon sun had already begun to fade, while in its place a full moon had already risen from the back of Shannon's tight booty shorts, with Tiffany and her sparkling silver pantyhose providing the evening stars.Jonathan stepped over and stood beside his father, who had already downed half of the beer he was holding, as he leaned against the wall, with his eyes focused on Tiffany's lively gyrations, before Shannon suddenly marched into the center of the room in her black platforms, standing completely erect, with her heels planted in a wide stance, when she suddenly dropped her ass straight to the floor, as Jonathan then watched with rapt attention while her downy cheeks slowly levitated back up, like a lush balloon filled with so much hot air.Tiffany cheered her friend on, smiling and applauding, when Shannon spun around, kicked back her right heel, and then scooted right up to Jonathan's sister, who leaned in for an urgent kiss, which Shannon eagerly returned, much to the smiling enjoyment of both Jonathan and his father.After trading a hot series of licks, nibbles and kisses, Shannon broke off to resume her rousing performance. As the song continued resonating throughout the house, again Shannon turned her back and started wiggling her juicy thighs, while her doughy buns began to tremble in a rippling effect of rolling waves that made Jonathan shake his head in total amazement.As soon as the song's tempo increased, and Jonathan heard the first rapid-fire lyrics, "Ah, looks like another club banger," peaking from Eminem's distinct, high-pitched voice, Shannon's quaking thighs immediately went into overdrive and her turbulent cheeks started bouncing and slapping against each other at a staggering rate, as if motorized by some invisible hydraulics, which made Jonathan's mouth gape open to the point where he finally had to step over and join her.He then promptly heeded the song's instructions, by walking right over, lifting his hand, and then striking Shannon's turbo-charged backside with a resounding smack, hard enough to hear despite the loud music.Shannon turned around instantly, and then smiled, as she threw her arms around his neck."I was beginning to wonder what I'd have to do to get you over here," she said, smiling."I'm sorry," Jonathan said. "I was just enjoying the view," he added, before leaning in for a second lingering kiss.As the pair continued dancing, Greg and Tiffany followed suit, which quickly led to a steamy father/daughter make-out session in the family living room.When Jonathan turned and glanced across the foyer, he instantly noticed the action that was simultaneously going on in the dining room, where Adam had his mother stretched out across the dining table, with her pantyhose ripped, and his tongue buried deep in her fully spread twat, as he hungrily feasted on her savory juices, with her lacy black pantyhose-patterned legs openly kicked out, as she flailed them around wildly.The throbbing hard-on instantly produced by the lurid sight of Adam sucking his mother's pussy made Jonathan's mouth water with envy as he suddenly found himself with a critical need for more dessert.He took Shannon by the hand, and then urgently led her directly toward the dining room, where he then propped her up on the long mahogany table, and then set her down on all fours – face down, ass up – with her legs spread and his primary target clearly in sight.He forcefully struggled to remove her painted-on shorts, which finally relented to the insistent jostling of his hands, as her enormous rump suddenly billowed out, to the rousing sight of her thick bulbous cheeks straining against the black chain-link material making a useless effort to hold them back.The ecstatic sounds of his mother's building moans spurred Jonathan toward Shannon's waiting crease, as he grabbed the fishnets between two hands, urgently snapped the threads open, and then dove in head first to gorge himself on the bounty of her all-you-can-eat buffet."Hhhuhhh!" Shannon instantly groaned. "Mmmm fuck!" she added, slapping the table. "Yeah, get your face right in there. Mmmm yeah! Go on, Johnny, lick my pussy! Lick my fucking pussy!" she shouted vehemently.Jonathan kept his hands roaming over her rolling cheeks, while his tongue deeply invaded her steaming hole, slurping and sucking on her soft tangy folds, with Shannon bucking and writhing against his face, as he urgently continued to lick away.Through his right ear, Jonathan could still hear his mother panting and moaning, while Adam seemed focused on passing Mrs. Harper's exam like he was cramming for SATs. "I want you to fuck me now, Adam," said Mrs. Harper. "Fuck me as hard as you dream about fucking Tiffany," she said. "It's the only way to get that big cock of yours inside my daughter."As if completely enraged, Adam instantly shot up, and then tore her pantyhose even more. He vengefully railed Jonathan's mother with his cock so hard that the bone-chilling scream broke Jonathan's concentration, as he looked over to see Adam snarling over Shelly, with his hands around her throat, and his hips pumping like an iron freight train.Shannon loudly encouraged her brother over her own panting and husky voice."Hell yeah!" she shouted. "Fuck her, Adam! That's it, fuck her nice and hard!" she yelled. "Fuck Mrs. Harper! Go on, motherfucker! Fuck the shit out of her!"With his sister loudly spurring him on, Adam must have been acing Mrs. Harper's test, as the vocal outcries ringing in Jonathan's ears quickly gave way to a rising series of short halting breaths that peaked into a soaring chorus of piercing orgasmic bliss, a sound Jonathan knew all too well, as his mother violently came all over Adam's cock.With her limp arms curled around his neck, and her silken stems still wrapped around his waist, Shelly wearily strained to take in a single complete breath, as Jonathan listened, while Adam loomed over his gasping mother, and then coolly whispered."Did I pass the test, Mrs. Harper?"Shelly inhaled deeply, and then laughed. "I definitely give you an 'A' for effort," she said, and then strongly exhaled. "Tiffany's in for one hell of a ride," she said. "Makes me wish I was her age again."Adam laughed. "Tiffany told me you can still fit into your old uniform.""Oh, it still fits," Shelly said unequivocally. "It's a little harder to breathe, but I can still get it on.""I'd love to see that," Adam said, while Jonathan was busy flicking his tongue against Shannon's clit, a spot he could not have found if not for the teaching of said Mrs. Harper.With his tongue dancing circles around Shannon's pink engorged nubbin, Jonathan could feel her hips flinch with every deliberate pass over what he soon determined was clearly her perfect spot, doubling his efforts as he flapped his tongue rapidly, as Shannon's raspy moans choked out like a sputtering engine, echoing throughout the entire room, until suddenly preempted by the sultry voice of Jonathan's mom.Softly, Shelly whispered. "Are you ready to fuck your sister now, Adam? It's the only reason we invited both of you over." The question made Jonathan stop once again. Shannon sat up, to which Jonathan quickly noticed as she and Adam instantly turned to each other across the table."I know I'm ready," Adam said, stroking his throbbing cock, still glistening with fresh pussy juice from his girlfriend's mother. "Are you?" he asked, as he intently focused on his delectably robust little sister.Shannon didn't answer out loud. Instead, she glanced over to Jonathan, who stared back at her blankly, unsure what to do or even say in that awkward moment. When Shannon turned back to Adam, it seemed to Jonathan that her eyes were not fully focused on anyone in particular, when she slowly nodded her head twice."I'm ready," Shannon finally answered softly.Adam settled himself in the dark wooden, soft cushioned, tall dining room chair, which was seated at the head of the table. Shelly slid down and stepped out of the way, before taking Shannon by the hand to safely guide her down as well.Jonathan quietly stepped back, easing toward the front door, while his narrow yet watchful eyes observed everything from afar.With Adam smiling, and his stiff penis rising like a scepter, Shannon quietly stepped out of her shorts, and then gradually approached, before steadily squatting down over him, with her legs slowly bending over both sides of his lap, as her brother's hands patiently slid down across the swollen reaches of her sumptuous ass.In that moment, Jonathan could do nothing except look away. He steamed through his nose, and then quickly turned his back, as he angrily stalked toward the stairwell.From the corner of his eye, he noticed his sister calling out to him from the direction of the living room."Where are you going?" Tiffany asked, while steadily undulating above her father on the L-shaped sofa, where she appeared to be riding her daddy's cock in the same straddling position as Shannon was now doing with Adam."To the bathroom," Jonathan said, as he bitterly paced upstairs.On the final run, as he turned the corner to make a firm B-line toward the peace and quiet of his room, as he walked passed Tiffany's bedroom, from the corner of his eye, he noticed a pile of clothes lying on her bed, a rare sight considering how much his sister insisted on keeping things extremely tidy.Inspired by mere curiosity, he quietly wandered into his sister's room, to find sitting there on Tiffany's bed, scattered in a messy pile, were all of Shannon's discarded clothes from the original outfit she had on when she first arrived that afternoon. Jonathan instantly walked over, and then idly began fumbling through all of Shannon's things, struggling like crazy to block out the mental images of what Adam must have been doing to her quite vigorously downstairs.As he quietly sorted through the pile, his fingers suddenly tingled from the smooth velvety texture of the densely-woven black pantyhose Shannon had worn under her low-rise white hip-huggers.The soft resistant fibers smelled like a sandy beach on the remote shores of some deserted paradise, which Jonathan could vividly see in the opaque darkness of that dreamy black material.As he slowly began to clench his fingers around Shannon's pantyhose, gripping them in his tight fist, the scintillating textures of cotton, spandex and nylon suddenly began to rejuvenate his flagging spirit with a silky electricity that promptly emboldened him, as he bravely inhaled, and then instantly spurred himself into sheer undeniable action.With her pantyhose firmly in hand, as if fueling his determination, Jonathan began a stolid march back to the dining room, head up, eyes forward, with each downward step taken at a balanced and deliberate pace.Reaching the bottom step, he then turned toward the offending parties, spying them in his level gaze, as he trained on them immediately.With nine decisive steps, Jonathan closed in on Adam, with Shannon still squatting over his lap. With no words, Jonathan seized Adam by his elbow, to which Adam quickly turned, and then slit his eyes defiantly, with he and his sister still joined at the hip, as Jonathan firmly stated his intentions without pity, without fear, and without hesitation."I'm taking Shannon upstairs," Jonathan said. "Alone."Jonathan then stood there expectantly, waiting for immediate compliance, while Adam sat there quietly blinking, apparently having lost his capacity for speech for reasons which Jonathan had no clue, and couldn't care less, so long as Adam didn't say or do anything that would even remotely suggest that he might try to stand in his way.Jonathan then leaned toward his mother who was still there by the table, as he quietly whispered something in her ear, something about rule number nine, which was only meant for her to hear. He waited for his mother's tacit approval, which she quickly granted with a complicit nod, before he turned back, and then raised his hand toward Shannon, steadily watching her, with his hand elevated in rigid suspension.Shannon instantly rose to her feet, turning to Jonathan with a quiet sigh of what may have been relief, as she reached out to firmly grasp his extended hand, before quietly stepping away from Adam, and then weightlessly trailing after Jonathan, who urgently hauled her up to his waiting bedroom.As she hastily followed him inside, Jonathan guided her toward his queen-sized bed, before he turned, and then meaningfully walked back to purposely close his open door.As he faced her again, Shannon stood by the foot of his bed, with her back toward the large window, and the receding afternoon light burning warmly through the dark-roasted color of her smoldering brown hair."Somebody means business," she said, as her eyes flickered, with a flirty smile. "I like that," she told him, as Jonathan slowly approached.Jonathan slowly nodded, as his hands quickly snared her around the waist."I don't like being in second place," he said. "And I don't like coming off the bench."Shannon smiled, and then nodded readily. "No one asked you to," she said. "Trust me," she added fondly. "I do remember how good you are," she whispered sincerely. "But I would like you to do me a favor," she added politely."Okay," Jonathan replied.With the back of her hand, Shannon took her fingers, and then gently brushed them down his cheek."What we did yesterday," she said softly. "In my room," she added, widening her pretty brown eyes, as if bracing for his reaction. "It was very nice," she said kindly. "I mean, you're very sweet... and I do like that about you," she explained, before leaning in with her breasts against his chest. "But I don't want you to be nice to me anymore," she said, staring deeply in his eyes. "You're not a little boy, Johnny," she said directly. "And I need you to fuck me like a man.Jonathan read her eyes, as his hands slowly began brushing against her sides, before sweeping across the ridge of her spine, and then slowly careening down the slope of her back."I'm pretty sure I can do that," he said confidently. "But I need you to do me a favor, too," he asked."Anything," Shannon said, warming up to him, as Jonathan felt the heat rising from her open mouth.Jonathan then met her ready gaze with his own level stare, as he spoke again with all seriousness."I need you to tell your brother that you may be his little sister," he said, as his hands slowly crested the curving slopes of her soft precious cheeks. "But in this house," he said, with an emphatic squeeze. "This ass belongs to me."Shannon breathed warm air against his face, filling Jonathan's nose with the minty scent of her breathe, when suddenly he felt the thrilling rush of her lips urgently kissing him, as his penis instantly swelled to the point of throbbing inside his baggy gym shorts.Shannon came away gasping, as she heatedly whispered, "Yes, sir," against his softly brushing lips.Jonathan then stepped back to watch as Shannon removed her shoes, and then turned around to climb up on the bed, where she then leaned over, with her back turned, using both hands to clutch the distinct spheres of her round meaty cheeks, which from Jonathan's view looked exactly like the symbol for infinity, as Shannon slowly began to paw her own supple flesh, smiling over her shoulder, before spiking the moment with a solid smack to her right cheek.Shannon smiled, as she mildly teased him from a distance."So since you seem to think that you've got what it takes to claim this ass," she said, patting it firmly, "then stop talking and come treat it like it's already yours."Jonathan smiled, as he set her worn pantyhose down at the foot of the bed, and then quickly climbed up beside her.Shannon flipped her hair, as she turned, and smiled at him over her left shoulder, when Jonathan steadily inched over, and then placed one hand against the fishnet material over her stomach. He then settled his other hand against the small of her arching back, before sliding down to gently sweep his fingers over her plump left cheek, before swinging back, and then firmly striking her with a reverberating thwack.As Shannon flinched from the blistering sensation of his hand stinging her without warning, Jonathan stared indifferently, blinked once, and then flatly stated."I never liked Paris anyway."Shannon smiled, as their torsos heatedly pressed against each other, and then Jonathan took firm hold of each cheek, squeezing them like soft pillows, until the grainy texture of the chain-link threads became more of a distraction. He ripped them quickly, freeing his roaming fingers to fully enjoy the smooth unfettered surface of her broad arching humps.Their mouths eagerly came together with none of the same tenderness as the previous exchange between them in the kitchen. Jonathan offered Shannon his tongue, and the curvy brunette accepted it hungrily, before quickly returning the favor, by which Jonathan showed his appreciation through the rapid expansion of his ever-swelling cock.Their juicy lip lock escalated into a mouth-watering bevy of pooled saliva, sloshing and dripping down their chins, as their tongues continued to swirl and tease one and other with all of their youthful vigor. As Jonathan savored the cloudy sensation of Shannon's petal-soft lips, combined with the zesty flavor of her warm tongue, his mind continuously fought to ward off the disturbing images from the dining room, as his building frustration caused his rough-edged fingernails to dig their way into Shannon's tender vulnerable flesh.Her muffled moans worried him that he was mauling her too hard, as he quickly broke free, and then gave her a subtle nod of concern, as Shannon smiled in response, and then quickly set his mind at ease."Trust me," she said. "I'm well padded," she added, with a light smile. "You won't hurt me," she stated, as her husky voice dropped even more seductively. "All I want you to do is use me," she added. "Just use me like a toy."Jonathan crooked his head, as he narrowed his eyes, and then questioned her carefully. "I can do anything?" he asked cautiously. Shannon responded with a devious smile. She crossed her arms, and then pulled off her fishnet top, casting it aside, as she moistened her lips, and then stared back intently, as she answered simply, "Well, I didn't come up here to play Xbox."Jonathan smiled back, as he quickly removed his T-shirt, and then kicked off his socks and sneakers, before sliding up to the head of the bed, where he hurriedly tore off his shorts.He paused to admire Shannon in her fetching red bra, with her legs beautifully adorned in those stylish fence-net hose, continuing to stare quietly as he steadily eased down his boxers, and then gradually reclined, with his back resting against the headboard, and his hand leisurely stroking his cock.He continued to watch as Shannon's own riveted gaze slowly descended, and then settled on the sight of his pulsing erection, as her brown eyes flickered with a sudden flash of appreciation, while she smiled again playfully."Is all that for me?" she asked, with a cheerful grin.Jonathan nodded. "I got you an early Christmas gift," he said, grinning back.Shannon smiled. "Are you sure?" she said. "From here, it looks more like the whole damn tree," she added, as she slowly crawled over, and then laid her head between his open legs. She wet her lips again, as her hand reached out and gently took hold of his clean-shaven ball sac, which she then weighed using the delicate palm of her hand."Hmm," she continued, with a smile. "You've got some pretty big presents under there, too," she said. "I wonder why they're so full."Jonathan smiled back. "It wasn't the mashed potatoes," he said. "Maybe it's just you."Shannon turned up to him, and then blinked. "Are you ever going to tell me what was in those?"Jonathan smirked. "Hmm," he said, choosing his words carefully before he answered. "Honestly," he explained cryptically, "the secret is right under your nose."Shannon crooked her head, and then squinted briefly, when her eyes slowly started to widen with recognition, as her hand slid from Jonathan's balls to slowly close around his rigid shaft."Wow," Shannon said. "Now, that's pretty far out there," she added, with a smile. "You really are a naughty boy, aren't you?"Jonathan blinked. "I'm just a Harper," he said. "Pretty far out there is just how we live," he said, before politely asking. "Can you handle that?"Shannon paused, with her lips hovering over the tip of Jonathan's extended rod. "I won't lie," she said, as she softly inhaled. "It's a lot to swallow," she said. "But luckily, I've got a pretty big mouth," she whispered, as her lips suddenly closed around the head, making Jonathan buck on contact as Shannon slowly guided the shaft over her warm adventurous tongue.Shannon quietly went down and leisurely began teasing the sensitive end of his cock with a light-sucking, tongue-swirling series of shallow bobs and short head twists, teaming the efforts of her mouth with the coercive powers of her steadily stroking hand, which repeatedly took over where her mouth left off, keeping Jonathan's cock in a perpetual state of pulsating hardness from her constant groin-shivering stimulation.Jonathan closed his eyes, purely to focus on the urgency with which Shannon used the persistent suction of her soft spongy mouth in her diligent efforts to bring him to his full throbbing potential. She curled her fingers around the shaft once again, and then slid down to run the tip of her tongue over the smoothness of his balls, slurping on them with her able mouth, as her hand rhythmically churned his cock to the slick noises of her greasy stroking fingers. "Have you been thinking about this since yesterday?" Shannon asked, with her face nuzzled against his hairless sac.Jonathan looked down at her, and then quickly nodded. "I don't know what it is," he said, struggling to speak, with her hand feeling so incredibly silky with each light twisting stroke. "I can't get you out of my mind."Shannon grinned, as she quickly came up to kiss him softly, leaving drool on his lips, to go with her hot breath, as he quickly trembled from the throaty sound of her voice."You say it like it's a bad thing," she said, steadily jerking him off. "Don't you want me on your mind?" she asked, before giving his stiff penis a deliberate squeeze. "It feels like you do."Jonathan groaned. "Unnnggghh... of course, I do," he told her. "But we have rules in this house," he said. "Rules that wouldn't make sense to anyone outside of this family," he explained.Shannon nodded, while her even hand motions kept his blood heated at a steady simmer. "I know," she said, stroking down to the base. "And I don't expect you to explain it all one day," she added, sliding to the tip. "But I wouldn't be here if I didn't trust you," she said, twisting her grip around the head. "The least you could do is trust me too," she said, swabbing the tip with her velvet tongue. "I may not be as experienced your Mom, or even Tiffany," she admitted, before dragging her tongue down the shaft. "But I'm sure there's nothing they can do that I can't do for you too."Jonathan smiled. "Hmm," he said reservedly. "We'll see," he added, as he leaned back, spread his legs, and then guided Shannon's head back down to his waiting balls.Shannon promptly resumed using her moist lips and dewy tongue to thoroughly cleanse his sweaty genitals of their dank musty grime, as her hand regained firm control of his hard-on and skillfully took to patiently jacking him off, when Jonathan placed his hand on top of her head to guide her down even further."Lick my ass," Jonathan said, as Shannon blinked nervously. Jonathan responded by pulling back his knees, exposing his anus to Shannon's gaping eyes, until she quietly and gingerly leaned in to softly dab the puckered ring with the fragile tip of her curious tongue."It won't bite you," Jonathan said, with a smile. "Mom does it for me all the time."Shannon then looked up at his blank expression, and then sniffed at the mild challenge implied in his tone. She quietly nodded, with a soft smile, and then promptly extended her tongue, before she wiggled it deep inside his narrow crease."Ahhhh yeah," Jonathan moaned. "That's it," he said, praising her. "Good girl. Nice and deep."Shannon moaned as well, possibly from the knowledge that she was pleasing him. Her tongue began flapping and poking into his rectum at a rapid pace, while using her right hand to keep his cock nice and hard, as her left hand suddenly disappeared from sight."Ssssssss," Shannon hissed, as Jonathan realized her free hand must have gone down to rub her pussy between her legs. "Mmmmm," she moaned. "You've got tasty little butthole," she said. "How does my tongue feel in there, huh? Do you like it?" she asked, poking it in for emphasis."Hhhuuunngghhaawwwwwdddyessssss!" Jonathan groaned. "Fuck yeah! It's good! You're good! God damn, you're good!""I'm a quick learner," she said, with a wink. "But I'm dripping wet right now," she added desperately. "I really need to get fucked," she told him. "May I sit on your cock?"Jonathan nodded and smiled. "You've been good so far," he said. "I guess I'll let you."Shannon smiled back cheerfully, and then urgently climbed up over his lap, hovering over his swollen head, while resting one hand against the headboard, as her other hand carefully guided him in."Oooooohhh," Shannon moaned blissfully, as she slowly helped the moist sleeve of her pussy to easily slide down over his sturdy pole. She swooned from the instant thrill of penetration, and then quickly reached behind her back to whip off her bra, before taking Jonathan's hands, and then forcefully placing them over her soft buoyant breasts.Jonathan gamely began fondling and squeezing her pert breasts, which perfectly fit within the palms of hands like ripe tomatoes, as he studied her shuddering reactions, while she rolled her hips and firmly gripped him inside her aggressively tight snatch.Shannon grabbed the headboard with both hands, and then threw her head back, bucking her hips faster and harder, as Jonathan rolled her nipples between his fingers and then added a hard pinch."Hhhhunnnhhh!" Shannon gasped. "Hmmmfffuccckkk! Yesss! Harder!" she pleaded, with her eyelids tightly clenched, and her head nodding rapidly. "Do it harder!" she begged.Jonathan then dug in with as much force as he could muster, sending Shannon's blissful sobs wailing through the walls, when her head suddenly swung forward, and Jonathan looked up to see her glistening face snarling over him through the narrow slits of her lustful brown eyes."Goddamn it, I love your cock!" she uttered thankfully. "It is so fucking hard in my pussy," she added breathlessly. "I'm almost ready to cum.""Turn around," Jonathan quickly ordered. "Turn around so I can see your ass."Shannon cracked a knowing smile, releasing the headboard, as she quickly spun the opposite way, when Jonathan scooted down, and then laid his hands firmly against the domed arches of her plump cheeks, which as soft as they looked, felt hard as boulders as Jonathan held them in his tight grip.In one steady motion, his hands pressed down, while his hips pushed up, which forcefully impaled Shannon's slick pussy with the full length of his steely cock, as both of them groaned in unison from the pure bliss of such thorough penetration, which Jonathan followed with a vigorous flurry of hip-thrusting power strokes that resoundingly pushed Shannon over the edge.Jonathan could only listen as her raspy moans peaked to the shattering volume of an on-coming siren, with her savage brown hair tossing through every one of her shivering disjointed spasms. Her stamina amazed him as her hips urgently resumed their lewd winding motion, and the animal scent of her steaming pussy rushed through his nose, filling him with even greater hunger, as Shannon began riding him frantically.With his hands free, Jonathan watched as Shannon actively bounced on his raging cock at breakneck speed, leaving Jonathan completely cock-eyed by the thunderous impact of her hard-slapping cheeks."Is this what you wanted to see?" Shannon said, teasing him viciously. "You like seeing my big ass bounce up and down on your cock?"Jonathan groaned. "Ahhhhh... sssssss... oohhh... fffucckk... yyeeeaahhh... ride that cock!" he said. "Ohhhggaaawwwddd your ass looks so fucking good!"Shannon even added a little extra oomph, as Jonathan noted her tight glute muscles tensing up, and releasing with each furious rocking motion."It's not my ass anymore, Johnny," she said, reminding him. "This is your ass now."Her words almost made Jonathan explode then and there, as his chest heaved, his eyes closed, and his hips suddenly reared off the mattress, before he finally managed to catch his breath, opening his eyes to stare at the ceiling and distract himself until the imminent force of his ejaculation finally abated.As he briefly rested, he quietly inhaled, as his eyes fluttered, and he suddenly noticed his miniature wooden baseball ball sitting on his window sill. The replica Louisville Slugger had been signed by several players from the Los Angeles Dodgers, a gift from Jonathan's grandfather, which was one of his most prized possessions.He quickly sat up, reached for the bat, and then eyed Shannon with a challenging look, as he patted the narrow wooden baton against the palm of his hand."Time for a new game," Jonathan said. As Shannon sat up, and then peeked over her shoulder suspiciously.She looked at the bat in his hand, and then smiled suggestively, as she whispered in her throaty voice. "And just where do you plan on sticking that?"Jonathan smiled, as he answered, with a simple shrug, "In your ass, of course."Shannon only paused for a moment, before she rolled off long enough for Jonathan to kneel behind her, and then she graciously hunched down on all fours, with those tremendous asscheeks rising up in two perfectly shaped orbs, with her legs fettered under a lattice of black fishnet, as Jonathan crept up from the rear, and then dove straight for her tasty asshole face first."Ohhhhh!!" Shannon squealed unexpectedly. "Goddamn it!" she added loudly, as Jonathan returned her previous favor by eagerly giving her a long, loving rim job. "Hmmmyyyesssssssss!!! Uhhhhhyyeeeahhh Johnny!!!" she hollered. "Stick your FUCKING tongue up my ASS!!!""Mmmpphhhh shhhllllliccckkk shhhllluurrpp," Jonathan answered, greedily munching on her tangy crease.He rapidly licked and copiously drooled all over Shannon's edible bung, greasing it with warm saliva, before carefully invading her with a finger, which easily wormed its way in, followed by a second, as Shannon wiggled her hips to lewdly accommodate his probing digits.With two fingers fully ensnared by her tight rectum, Shannon reared up briefly, as she turned over her shoulder, with her curly brown locks spilling down across the bedspread, as she casually whispered. "So, I guess you're planning to stick your cock in there, too."Jonathan nodded. "What gave it away?" he said smiling.Shannon smiled back. "Nothing," she said, "except the fact that you've barely looked at my face since I got here."Jonathan nodded again, before considerately asking. "So, it's not a problem?"Shannon paused, as her eyes sparkled with reverence. "You own it now, remember," she said, with a wink. "You can do whatever you want."Jonathan slowly evacuated his fingers with a subtle squelch, as he caught Shannon eyeing his greasy fingers with perverse longing. Her eyes quickly flashed up, as if to silently express her lewd intent, before she then wet her lips, which Jonathan finally read as a sign to bring his hand forward.Shannon sat up, turned over her right shoulder, and then parted her lips, as Jonathan brought his soiled fingers up to her extended tongue."Taste," Jonathan said, to which Shannon quickly complied by slurping and sucking his dirty fingers in her wet steamy mouth, a sight that made Jonathan gasp in disbelief at how filthy she could truly be."Mmmmmm," Shannon said. "Hot and juicy," she added, with the playful flick of her tongue. "Almost as wet as my pussy," she stated. "I think it needs a cock in there," she teased. "Any takers?"Jonathan placed the tip of his miniature bat against her narrow crack. "Let's loosen you up first," he said, as he pressed her head down, with her vaulted cheeks perched up nice and high.He then bent down for a good thorough licking, sandwiching his face as far as it would go, until he felt nothing except the sublime pressure of her cheeks mashed against his cheeks, with his tongue bulleting in and out of her spongy rectum, savoring the heady scent of her steaming anus, as well as her rich creamy cooze.Jonathan quickly came up, and then dragged the tip of the skinny model club, trailing it along the groove which divided her massive cheeks, before nestling the blunt tip against the ring, where he patiently waited for the winking eye to gradually dilate on its own, before steadily and patiently guiding the wooden bat through the air-tight hole.Jonathan listened as Shannon sucked in a sharp deep breath, and then steadily released the air through her mouth, as the tightness of her stingy walls gradually began to relax around the intruding shaft, which slowly worked itself in until Jonathan guessed she had easily handled the first three inches."How does it feel?" he asked patiently."Like a two-by-four," Shannon said, before quickly nodding. "I'm fine though."Jonathan blinked. "You're sure?" he said, double checking. "I'm not hurting you, am I?"Shannon shook her head, and then laughed softly, before she honestly confessed. "It hurts...but in a good way."Jonathan then watched as Shannon started to rub herself between her legs, and the circular motion of her writhing hips gradually assisted her gaping ass to cozily accommodate the miniature bat, as she easily took another two inches through her own steady and obscene efforts."Let's leave it in there until you feel comfortable," Jonathan said, rubbing her back, as he leaned upright. "In the meantime," he added, suddenly taking her by the hair. "I need you to come over here," he said, as he quickly stepped off the bed, and then dragged her off as well. He leaned back against the edge of the bed, and then planted her down right in front of him, on her knees.With half of the wooden bat still hanging from her backside, wearing nothing but her torn fishnets, with a daringly submissive smile, Shannon waited with her hands by her sides, as Jonathan gave the next order."Suck," Jonathan said sternly, a directive to which Shannon quickly responded by instantly reaching up with her right hand, until Jonathan forcefully slapped away. "No hands!" he quickly snapped. "Just open your mouth," he then ordered bluntly, before peering down, and then adding ominously, "and I'll try not to choke you."Shannon's pleading eyes quickly reached up, as her pink lips curled into a genuine smile. "What if I want you to choke me?" she asked him surprisingly.Jonathan returned her question with an uncertain frown. "You want me to choke you?" he replied, scratching his head.Shannon nodded. "I can't deep throat like Tiffany," she said. "I've tried. It just won't go down," she explained. "But I still like the feeling of having no control," she added. "I like to be gagged," she confessed, much to Jonathan's shock and dismay. "I love it when my eyes water," she told him excitedly. "That's the best!"Jonathan needed a moment to let the whole idea of being gagged on purpose gradually register. "What if I go too far?" he asked fearfully.Shannon blinked. "Then I'll tell you to stop."Jonathan pursed her lips for a moment, before he finally looked down at her again, and then slowly nodded. "Okay," he said, with a mild sniff. "Spit on it first," he then told her, as he pointed the swollen head closer to her mouth.Shannon smiled, and then pooled up a fresh serving of saliva that she lewdly expelled in a huge oozing mouthful of warm spit, all over the tip of Jonathan's cock, which then dribbled all the way down his vein-laden shaft. "Good," Jonathan said, smiling with approval. "Now open your mouth nice and wide," he told her.Shannon instantly complied, with her eyes trained to look up and watch his face, as he took her by the hair, and then speared his cock straight into her willing mouth."Ggggluurrrkkkk," came the sound from Shannon's penetrated gullet. "Vvvlllummmppphh hhhmmmppphhh sssslluummmppp bbbluurrggg gggluuurrrkkkk!" the lewd noises continued, as Jonathan thrust back and forth, loving the warm spongy sensation of her welcoming mouth as foamy threads of long ropy spit spewed all down her chin, as Jonathan found Shannon's mouth to be every bit as sopping wet as her pussy."Man, that's good," he said, admiring her skill and commitment as she repeatedly let him fuck her face. "You really do love my cock, don't you?" he said, snapping her head back and forth as he jabbed his dick against the back of her throat several times before giving her a short break."Unnnggaaaawwwdddddd," Shannon gasped, as she came away sobbing. "Ohhhh ffuucckkk yeaaahhh!" she moaned, under dribbling fountains of her own copious spit. "I love your cock! I love your fucking cock!" she cried. "Punish me with it! Don't stop! Treat me like a whore!" she sobbed earnestly.Jonathan watched as Shannon's tears leaked down her face just as she had hoped, smiling with joy and amazement, as he promptly continued fulfilling her request to be viciously manhandled, with his balls battering her chin from the relentless piston action of his lunging hips, while Shannon's strangled breaths blissfully gurgled from the back of her ravaged throat, as Jonathan imagined how good his cock was going to feel in the coming moments when he finally got to pound it deep into that deliciously fat ass."Hhhhummppphh ssssslluurrpppp ggggllleeecckkk vvvllummmppphhh," Shannon repeated, with a tireless dedication to completing her oral marathon, aided by Jonathan forcefully yanking on her hair, when he suddenly pulled too hard, and his cock bottomed out somewhere beyond her epiglottis, to the guttural sound of Shannon reaching her utter limit, with a desperate and urgent sounding, "GgGglllloOogggGhhhhhH!!!!!"Jonathan instantly withdrew, and as he slid out, along with all the foam and drool dripping from his thoroughly slobbered cock, came a giant web of thick crystalline phlegm, which Shannon inexplicably caught in her hand, holding the warm glob of goo, and then lewdly smearing it against her chest, where she liberally began rubbing it all over her perky tits like body lotion.Shannon looked up at Jonathan, grinning through her frothy smile, as she meekly asked. "Am I doing a good job? Do you think I'm as big a slut as Tiffany and your mom?"Jonathan refused to smile on purpose. "Is that what you want?" he said, taunting her. "Do you want to be as big a slut as them?"Shannon nodded readily. "Yes," she said. "But I just want to be your slut," she said. "I want to be your good little whore."Jonathan nodded only once. "Stand up," he said commandingly.Shannon quickly obeyed, as Jonathan then directed her to bend over the side of the bed. He calmly approached her from behind, and then, before her removing her fishnets, he carefully dislodged the wooden plank from her ass, and then leaned over to replace it with something a bit more substantial.Like the good little whore she so eagerly wanted to be, Shannon coaxed his imminent anal entry by fanning her fingers across the meaty humps of her heart-shaped ass, and then spread them completely wide open to expose the little eye, as it peeked out from all that spectacular padding, which Jonathan now claimed as his own."Come fuck this big ass," Shannon begged. "Fuck it till it hurts," she added. "Fuck it like you just don't give a shit."As Shannon spoke, Jonathan listened knowing full well he could never really do exactly what she was asking. He might not have understood how he felt about her that morning, but in the hours that passed his feelings for her had become quite clear. For all the times he had made fun of Tiffany and her boundless affection for Adam, his feelings for Shannon had grown to become much the same.As his exalted penis triumphantly entered Shannon's exquisitely tight sphincter from behind, his mind reeled at the concept that his life could not possibly get any better than it was at that very moment.With his aching cock firmly inserted in her hallowed rear chamber, Jonathan gingerly began testing her tolerance level, pushing lightly, with an easy thrust that sent his shaft tunneling clear through her narrow sheath like a hand in a glove, as his makeshift wooden dildo had clearly done its job, when his well-greased cock easily slid all the way home. The moment Jonathan began vigorously rutting his cock back and forth in her warm spongy walls, Shannon instantly came from the intense pleasure, the searing pain, or some perfect balance of the two, either way the overwhelming determination with which she tenaciously locked onto his penetrating drive through her anal rim was far too intense even for the rugged young Mr. Harper, who had finally found someone who made him truly feel like a man.At the penultimate moment of his fateful eruption, Jonathan once again held back with all of his will, as he sharply withdrew, and then took a step back, able to see nothing except the unfathomable beauty of Shannon's stupendously massive ass."Why did you stop?" Jonathan heard Shannon say from across the bed."Couldn't hold it anymore," he said as he stood there with his cock pointing at her, stiff as a board."I don't want you to hold back," Shannon told him. "I want you to cum for me," she whined. "Don't you want to cum for me?""Yes!" he said, as he absently began jerking himself off. "I can't even think about anything else right now.""So, what's stopping you?" Shannon said. "Do you really need more incentive than this?" she said, sliding her hands down and then slapping her ample cheeks. "You know, Tiffany told me everything about you," she added. "You know that, don't you?"Jonathan blinked. His hand had begun pumping faster."She did," he said, stroking his rigid shaft. "What did she say?"Shannon kept her back turned, with her succulent cheeks perched as high as she could lift them, as she softly went on."For one thing," she told him, in her low sultry tone. "She told me how much you love pantyhose," she said. "It's true, right? Pantyhose are what really get you off?"Jonathan started to perspire. His knees had already started to shake."Y-y-y-essss," he said breathlessly. "It's true," he answered, unsure exactly where this was leading but knowing he had to hear more."Do you know what I want you to do?" Shannon said, again speaking in that husky tone, which made her sound so much older and sexier than a girl of fifteen, with her round bodacious hips, and the sculpted marble ass of a fully grown woman as well."What!" Jonathan panted, slapping his meat like a mental patient as he started to feel a bit faint. "Just tell me, PLEASE!" he begged.Shannon paused, and the room went quiet, before she slowly answered in a low voice filled with yearning."I want you to cum all over my ass," she said. "I want you to shoot so much cum on my ass that it leaves streaks running all the way down my legs," she said wantonly. "And then," she continued. "I'm taking these sexy black pantyhose," she said, reaching for them at the foot of the bed, "which I wore just for you," she added, "and I'm putting them back on." "That way," she hotly explained. "Your warm dripping cum will keep these black pantyhose glued to my big juicy ass for the whole ride home," she said. "Can you imagine that...all of your hot white sticky cum just soaking through my soft sheer black pantyhose?" she added. "Do you have any idea how good it will feel to go home tonight and still be able to feel it stuck to my skin," she said excitedly. "Even later tonight, as I'm lying in bed remembering how much cum you shot all over me...smiling to myself, as I fall asleep...in my dirty pantyhose."As Shannon uttered her magic words, Jonathan experienced a nuclear ejaculation, the sheer force of which seemed to empty itself out of every pore in his skinny body, surging like white waters to produce an avalanche of cum, with streaming rivers of rich foamy jism pouring down her naked thighs...***As the overhead light of day slowly gave over to the rising shadows of early evening, Jonathan calmly escorted Shannon to the black Lexus where her brother quietly sat in wait until she and Jonathan said their goodbyes.True to her word, Shannon stepped out of Jonathan's room wearing all of her original clothes, as she proceeded downstairs to hug Tiffany goodbye, thank Jonathan's parents, and then begin her trip home with nothing between her and her tight white jeans, except a soggy pair of black pantyhose completely saturated by Jonathan's cum. "So, I was just wondering," Jonathan said, as they walked along the stone pathway hand in hand. "I'm sure I could ask Tiffany, but as long as you're here, I figure I'll ask you myself.""What is it?" Shannon asked."I just need to know if your family celebrates Christmas," he said.Shannon nodded. "We do," she explained. "I'm only half Jewish. My mother was born in Greece," she said, as she turned facing him. "Why?" she asked, tilting her head, with a charming half-smile. "You weren't thinking of buying me a gift, were you?"Jonathan smiled. "Well, yeah," he said, with a casual shrug. "I wanted to get you something. I don't know what though."Shannon eyed him with a hint of disappointment, as she shook her head, and then mildly answered through a slight frown. "Hmm," she said, pursing her lips. "There you go being nice to me, again."Jonathan smirked, and then looked away, lecturing himself quietly, before turning back to face her again, with a warm humble smile. "You're right," he said, scratching his head. I'm sorry."Shannon smiled back, and then leaned in, setting her hand on his chest. "Besides," she said, in a hushed sultry tone, as she fondly gazed into his eyes. "You already gave me three gifts today," she softly reminded him. "Four if you count what I'm still wearing," she added, slowly rubbing her jeans. "Keep it up and I'll be completely spoiled well before Valentine's Day," she said, wagging her little finger."I got it," Jonathan said, with a steady nod. "I need to pace myself.""Exactly," she said, with a grin. "Less is more," she told him. "Although, in your case," she said, stepping in to firmly rub his crotch. "Less is still quite a bit."Jonathan smiled. "Thanks for the advice," he said. "Can I call you tomorrow?"Shannon smiled, as she tenderly leaned forward, and then softly pecked him on the lips. "That's not up to me, remember?" she gently reminded him again. "You can do whatever you want. I'm just your little pantyhose whore," she said, with a sassy wiggle.Jonathan replied with a simple nod, to which Shannon then quietly preceded her departure by slowly reaching inside her jeans, gripping the elastic band around her waist, and then pulling up her filthy black pantyhose by a good six inches, before evenly smoothing the gummy fabric around her lean belly. When she slowly turned her back, Jonathan quickly looked down, as his steady eyes proudly drank in every shiny little drop of the pasty white spackle stuck against the small of her back, vivid evidence that the saucy and vivacious Shannon Resnick was a true pantyhose slut through and through."Goodnight, Jonathan," Shannon said, switching her hips as she patiently walked away."Goodnight, Shannon," Jonathan said, following each bouncy step, until she gracefully folded into her father's car.As the car steadily made its way down Somerset, Jonathan trembled, as their eyes met again briefly, when Shannon suddenly winked in his direction, and then softly blew him a kiss.Jonathan beamed, as he slowly turned away from the setting sun, and then lightly stepped toward the driveway, when he saw his basketball still in the same spot where he left it down by the curb.As he picked up the ball, with the sun still hovering faintly overhead, he spotted his father once again hard at work in the garage."Hey, Dad," Jonathan said, as he pulled up for an outside shot that easily fell right in. "Ready to finish that game..?"To be continued...Copyright@2008AZ Legmanwordsinprogress@gmail.com_~ For Roxy ~_*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 23

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Chapter One: I Love A Rainy Night It all began the night I was driving home from Victoria. I had just purchased a brand new Dodge Ram pickup truck, black, with dual rear wheels. It was a Laramie Longhorn, fully loaded with etched leather bucket seats. I had spent most of the evening showing off my truck to some friends in the city. It was late, and raining heavily on that warm autumn evening. As I was about to begin my ascent over the Malahat to my home, I caught a glimpse of a car out of the corner of my eye. It was pulled over in an empty turn-around lot, with the hood up. In the stark blackness of a stormy night, I saw a figure hanging over the open hood. I pulled over to see if they needed help. I pulled up close, and rolled down the passenger side window. That's when I realized the person was a woman. She was wearing a long trench coat. "Do you need any help?" I shouted out the window, realizing what a stupid question that was. The woman straightened up, and turned to look at me. She also had on a large-brimmed hat that gave her some protection from the teeming rain. "I just pulled over to fix my wiper blade, and it died on me," she explained. "Ya, those Omnis are notorious for acting up in the rain," I said. "I've got a flashlight. Let me have a look." I quickly grabbed my Maglite and an umbrella. Being a newcomer to Vancouver Island, I was told to carry an umbrella, so I bought a huge one that could cover two people easily. "Here, hold this," I said to the woman, handing her the umbrella. I shone the flashlight on the distributor cap, and undid the clips that held the cover on. Sure enough, the points were wet. "Just as I thought. Your distributor cap must be cracked. Water is getting in. Your car won't start until they're dried." "How do I do that," she asked. "You need a spray, or just wait for the sun to dry it. Hop in the truck, and I'll get you some help," I said. "My children are in the back. I can't leave them," she said, worriedly. "Of course not," I exclaimed. "Let's get them in the truck." She opened the back door, revealing two sleeping tots. "Okay. Keep holding the umbrella, and I'll pick them up, one at a time." I reached in, and carefully picked up the closest one, a small boy, three or four. I gingerly carried him to the truck, while his mother opened the back door of the cab. After gently laying him on the seat, we went back for the second one. This one was a couple of years older, a girl. I was careful not to be too rough, so as not to wake her. I carried her to the other side of the truck, while the door was opened for me. "Thanks," I said. "They should be fine. I turned on the seat heat for them." I placed two small blankets over them. "Hop in," I said. It was good to get in out of the rain. "You're soaked. Take off your coat. Here, I'll help you." She obliged. I took her dripping wet coat and hung it behind her seat. "And your hat. That looks good on you. Here, just put it on the floor behind me. I've got a cellphone. Do you want to call your husband or someone?" "No," she answered. "There's no one around to call." "Well, I can take you home." I said. "Which way?" "Up the Malahat to Shawnigan-Mill Bay Road." I pulled out of the lot and headed north. Just a mile ahead was a Payless gas station, with a full store. I pulled up to the door, happy to find it still open, even after 11. I ran in and bought a humongous beach towel. I had left the heater blowing on full capacity, and when I got back to the truck, I saw that my front seat passenger had removed her shoes, and placed both feet up on the dashboard to get dried off by the blowing hot air. I thought it bold of her, being a stranger, to put her feet up on my new truck, but that was just the way she was. I was about to tell her off, but the fragrance in that cab was heavenly, with the fan blowing up her skirt, her pheromones suffusing the air. I thought I would go crazy. "Here's a towel to dry yourself," I said, trying to think about something else. She sat up straight, grabbed it, and thanked me. She opened it up. "Wow. This is huge!" she exclaimed. "Ya, it better be for $30. I hope it's super absorbent too." She began drying her long, curly, red hair. She looked so sexy, tossing her head around. Then she started wiping the excess water off the arms of her white sweater. They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I was doing a lot of beholding, and seeing nothing but beauty. "I bought you a Mars bar too. I thought you might be hungry." "Oh, thank you," she replied. "My favourite." She took a huge bite. The caramel dripped out the broken end, and ran down her lower lip. "You spilt some," I said. She tried to lick it off her lip, but by now it had dripped to her chin. "No. You missed. It's on your chin," I explained. She scooped some of it with her finger, then licked it off. That was so hot, watching her tongue come out to lick her finger. I was mesmerized by her mouth. There was something about it, something, something sensual. I tried to get my mind off of it. So I said something stupid, something equally provocative. "I noticed you're wearing an ankle bracelet. Is there any meaning to what ankle you wear it on?" I asked, hoping to get some kind of reading on her. "Well, I've read that one ankle means you're available, and the other means you're open." "Open to what?" I asked. "You know, you swing both ways," she explained. "So what one are you," I asked hopefully. Either answer would have excited me, especially since this woman seated beside me was so beautiful. I could still smell the scent of her pheromones from when the fan was blowing up her skirt. The thought that she might be available really sparked my desire. And just picturing her kissing another woman, well, that was too much to expect. "I didn't say," she replied saucily. "It's none of your business." By now, she was drying off nicely. She kept working on drying her hair. "Oh, the towel is caught in my hairpin. Can you help me?" I leaned forward, reaching behind her head. The towel had lodged under a wing of her butterfly pin. I was able to wiggle it out. "Thank you," she said. Being so close to her, I looked at her mouth again. I couldn't help myself. I became totally absorbed with those pouty, little lips. Actually her lips looked large and luscious. I could feel her breath on my face. We both became very quiet, and still, not knowing what the other person would do next. I slowly lifted my finger to her mouth, and gently touched her lower lip. "What?" she inquired. "Is there still some more chocolate on me?" I pulled her lip down, just to watch it spring up again. "No, it's just... it's just..." I stammered. "It's just what?" she said. "It's just that your mouth looks so kissable. I just want to kiss you." She looked at me, shocked. She clasped the door armrest, pulling back, pushing her head against the headrest. I leaned closer, and slowly put my lips on my finger that was touching her mouth again. I slowly moved my finger away, leaving nothing between our two mouths. I kissed her, ever so gently, then pulled back to see her reaction. She sat there, quiet, and holding her breath, with such a look of innocence on her face, like a little girl. But her alluring blue eyes belied her outward appearance of innocence. I sensed an inner sensual passion that she dared not release. I leaned forward and kissed her gently again. I looked in her eyes after that second kiss. Then I looked at her sweet lips again, kissing them. She remained perfectly still, holding her breath. I kissed her, again and again. "I'm married," she blurted out. "That's okay. I don't mind," I assured her. "I just can't resist your mouth." This time, I held her head with both hands, and kissed her passionately on her mouth. She didn't flinch. "You are so beautiful. I just want to keep kissing you." And I did. On about the fourth or fifth kiss, her lips opened, ever so slightly. I felt just the tip of her tongue slip between her lips. It was such a sweet, innocent feeling that it reminded me when a young girl taught me how to french-kiss. I gently touched her warm tongue with mine. We gingerly kissed for a minute or so. "Don't you care that I'm married?" she blurted out. "I thought you said you had no one to call. Which is it?" I replied. "My husband left us, but I'm still legally bound," she said, respectful of her wedding vows. "Well, I don't want to make you feel guilty. It's my fault. I just couldn't resist. You are so beautiful, and your mouth, it's so...so sensual. I just want to kiss you all night. You could make me do anything you want," I confessed. I sat back a little. In the glimmering light, I noticed she was still wet from the rain. I saw that the top buttons of her sweater had popped open, with all the rubbing from the towel. I couldn't help notice her white bra. It had a plastic clasp on the front. "Is this one of those snap-locks on your bra?" I asked, teasingly. I reached inside her open sweater with my left hand, and squeezed the snap together. It popped open as if it was spring-loaded under the pressure of her full, delectable breasts. It seemed her bra had disappeared, falling to the sides. Her mouth opened in shock. Her nipples were huge, and luscious-looking. I didn't want to lose the moment of her helplessness, due to her unbelief at my boldness. So, I quickly slid my hand in under her right breast, cupping it firmly, that lovely, fleshy breast. She gasped, inhaling sharply. I accompanied my copping a feel with another kiss. This time, she responded with a full, wet kiss, darting her tongue deep inside my mouth. At first I thought it was the sweet smell of her breath that turned me on. But then I realized it was the taste of her saliva. It was delicious. I moved my hand off her breast, and pulled her sweater to the side of it. How beautiful, so succulent. I stopped kissing her lips, and leaned down to her bare breast. I held it with my left hand, and gently rolled my tongue around her areola and nipple. She felt such a burning sensation between her legs, like melting warm butter. I loved how soft her skin felt, but her nipple was going rock-hard. I lifted her breast towards my mouth and began sucking her nipple, wetting it with my saliva. She moaned. She tasted so good! I noticed that her areola was getting redder. Maybe it was my imagination, but her breasts seemed to be enlarging. "You have gorgeous breasts, and the perfect size. Here, let me undo the last buttons, so I can see both of them." I fumbled with that last button, and then pulled her sweater to the sides. She remained motionless, stunned at my aggressiveness. "Wow! Look at that! They're so beautiful. Here, let me kiss this one." I slipped my hands inside her open sweater, caressing her rib cage, sending an electric shock throughout her entire body. I cupped her left breast like it was a delicate melon, and began kissing it all over, except the nipple itself, wanting to tease her. The heat coming off her body was so intense she had steamed up all the windows. She was just aching with a burning lust between her legs. She started pumping her legs together, trying to get relief. She could feel her juices flowing, drenching her knickers, and dribbling down her cheeks and inner thighs. She reached down and touched her aching spot. She was so caught up in the passion. By now, her clitoris was protruding out of its sheath, pushing the fabric of her moist panties out. I let go of her luscious breast and rested my left hand on her right knee. I kept kissing her passionately. Her legs were crossed. But as she got hotter and hotter with desire, she uncrossed them, opening them ever so slightly. I gently moved my hand to her left leg, touching her inner thigh. She grabbed my hand, and started pumping her legs together and apart again, trying to get some relief. As my hand moved slowly up her leg, she opened them accordingly, a little bit at a time. Soon my fingers touched the silky panties that were covering my favourite part of a woman's body. As I slipped my tongue deeper into her mouth, I slid my middle finger between her legs, rubbing her bulging, fabric-covered lips. Her panties were wet and warm. My finger slid easily up and down between the silky-smooth moist crack in her knickers. She began breathing heavily in my ear now. I pulled her panties to one side, trying to feel her bare skin. I wanted so much to touch her delicate flower petals. I could feel her clitoris bulging, like it was trying to escape. I slipped two fingers into her hot pussy. The woman groaned and moaned with absolute pleasure. Somehow I instinctively pulled her panties off, and pushed my fingers back inside her. That's when she reached down with her right hand, and grabbed mine. I thought she was going to pull my hand away, but to my surprise, she placed her fingers over top of mine, and led them to her bare pussy lips. Then she started pushing my middle finger down and into her juicy vagina, her finger on top of mine, entering her hot pussy together. She tilted her seat back to get a better angle. She pushed our fingers deeper, putting upward pressure on them, as we both pressed on her pubic bone. She was so juicy that I could hear the squishing sound of her nectar, as it dripped onto our fingers. As our fingers slid in and out of her vagina, I rubbed her engorged clitoris with my thumb, making circular movements. She began moaning louder. I pulled my fingers out of her, and grabbed her clitoris with my thumb and finger, pumping it up and down like a penis. She moaned even louder now with pleasure, as I slipped two fingers back inside her vagina. She started biting her hand, to keep herself from screaming out in ecstasy, and waking her kids. She rocked herself up and down on my fingers. It had been more than a year since any man had touched her there. "What's the difference," she thought, "if I let him do this, or I go home and relieve myself with a banana?" like she had done before. I put my fingers, dripping with her juices, up to her mouth, and rubbed them on her lips. Her tongue came out like a hungry animal, and licked between my fingers. I did the same, darting my tongue between my first two fingers, as if it were her legs. We pressed our mouths together, tongues lashing each other between those fingers, like we were sharing a delectable honeycomb. I said, "You're so delicious." She was so aroused now, she looked at me intently with her passion-filled eyes, and said, "I want you inside me." I almost creamed my jeans. I was about to get on the floor in front of her, put her feet up on the dashboard, and lean in to lick and suck on her juicy labia. I wanted to taste her so badly. Her scent was driving me crazy. But before I could move, she said, "No, I can't do this. Stop. Take me home." "What!" I exclaimed. "Take me home, NOW!" I reluctantly complied. I felt my cock was going to explode. It wasn't her fault. I should have never kissed her, never awakened her latent desires. We drove to her farm, not saying a word all the way. She woke the kids, thinking it wasn't a good idea to let a strange man carry her kids into her matrimonial home. The kids walked groggily up to the front door. "I guess I was too aggressive. Tell me. Was it that last kiss?" "No," she replied. It was the first one. That was one kiss too many. I told you I was married," she said scoldingly. She was about to walk out of my life when I said, "Here's my number," handing her my landscaping business card. "Call me if you need help with your car. Just remember, I'm the one who wants to be with you." She took the card, reluctantly. "What's your name?" I asked. "Donna," she replied, and walked away. The taste of her lips was still on my tongue, and the smell of her pheromones on my fingers was intoxicating. I groaned deep inside, never having wanted a woman so badly before. My senses had been drenched in her libidinous desires. I finally understood what a MILF was. She was every bit a MILF, and then some. She would be the girl I would dream about for some time. I wanted her so bad I could taste it. "Donna," I said out loud. "What a hottie. I want you so bad." I drove off, leaving my dream girl behind.To be continued?

leroyswife.txt

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Having a black buddy like Leroy Washington is kind of odd for a white guy like me. Not because I'm racist or anything, but because he works the loading dock at my company where I'm a systems analyst. Plus he's in his forties and I'm just a couple years out of college. He's also a huge muscular ex semipro ball player and I'm 5'6 and skinny. So how is it we get along you might ask?Simple, were both inveterate home remodelers. I worked as a carpenter through school and now do volunteer work building homes for people on weekends, and Leroy sometimes volunteers, more likely gets paid minimum to do it. Six months ago I went through 3 people trying to find someone who knew how to finish hardwood floors before Leroy worked with me. I think its a great way to empty my mind after work, and Leroy and I both have the same attitudes to the job, so we began hanging out at lunch, going over the weekend assignments, arranging for material pickups. I was thinking about starting up a remodeling company on the side, getting a 1 ton truck, and then, well, I met his wife. Well I'm getting ahead of myself here.Now I had known Leroy had a white wife, you know, office gossip. And it was, well, obvious that Leroy was a good looking, albeit not too bright black man. 6'5" of hard muscle and good steady worker. But his wife was supposedly one of those liberal activist types. Turns out she was a local college teacher, divorced and with a daughter. Leroy was separated too, had custody of 3 boys from a black woman he had left when she had turned to drugs. He proudly showed me their pictures, and the three huge muscular grinning teenagers looked like him.We got to talking one Saturday afternoon over a few beers waiting for a first coat of stain to dry on some maple wainscoting, just as a couple white coeds swished by the open window of the empty unit we were doing; and we both looked at their shapely bottoms swaying."Mmmmmm, yeaahhh," Leroy grinned, his long tongue running over his huge lips."Yeah, fine all right." One of the girls, a blonde, smiled at us, or I think more likely at Leroy, who grinned and waved. And for the first time since we first met I saw him a little uncomfortable with me."Say, Tom," he said, a little hesitantly, "Ah links workin' wicha an all so, don't take this wrong, but you knows ah gots a white wife?" I grinned and said sure. He seemed relieved."That's good man. Ah just didn't want to, you know... cuz some white folks feel like that stuff be bad an all.""Hey don't worry about it, man. It doesn't mean anything to me.""That's de way ah feel too, man." And after that we found we could talk about women. Being single living in Jackson that was a whole new food group to digest and after a couple of weeks we could talk about anything at all, blacks, whites, pussy, niggers and crackers, rednecks and sambos. I don't think Leroy and I this agreed about anything except the Celtics and the Falcons. We were doing pretty good working together and then I met his wife. It turns out he's married to this fine blonde fox who works at the local college's black studies department, so of course she's beyond liberal and all, even besides marrying a black guy. Normally Leroy and I meet at the job site and he drives a panel type van, and I take my pickup. The pickup's handier for 4x8 sheets of stuff and awkward type loads, and the van is better for stuff that might get stolen or wet in the rain. Anyway, we're taking a lunch break when this sports car pulls up, and out gets this drop-dead blonde dish, maybe mid thirties. She's got this big smile, and low cut type sheer blouse that shows her big firm braless breasts swaying slightly, and this short skirt and heels.She's also wearing some fine jewelry so I know she's got money on her own. I'm surprised that Leroy puts his hamburger down, and grins at her, and as he stands up, arranges his meat in his workpants. It was kind of hot so we both had taken off our shirts, and his muscular ebony torso was kind of sweaty."Hey babe," he said, taking her in his huge arms, fondling her firm butt cheeks as I watch her big breasts flatten against his bare black chest. He squeezed her cheeks as I watched his huge tongue slip into her sweet full lipped mouth, where she moaned and sucked, and then slipped her own pink tongue between his full black lips."Oooh, darling," she sighed, "you feel glad to see me," laughing, as she felt his huge projection, arranging it so it stood upright in his jeans, and pressed her belly against it."C'mon, babe," he said, finally breaking, "Ah wancha to meet ma buddy, Tom, ah told you about."She was flushed and panting, and her slim hand still stayed on his huge lump as she smiled at me. "Hi," she said, without much interest, "pleased to meet you," and then kissed her husband, "darling, I don't have much time for lunch."Leroy gave me a bawdy wink, and patted her firm bottom, and said he had to take a break for a bit. She held onto his muscular arm as she walked out to his van, and they got in. It was a pretty quiet day, and I could hear her squeal with delight, again, again, and moan and gasp, as the van kept a steady rocking back and forth. I sat there watching and listening, my own hard-on like hardwood, dripping pre-cum down my leg. Finally, I heard the door open, and Leroy and Bambi, her name I found out, got out, her legs shapely but wobbly shaky. She was kind of flushed herself, as she gave him a long lingering kiss, and then surprised me by quickly kneeling and kissing each of his feet, saying something I couldn't hear as he looked around, embarrassed. I couldn't believe it.When Leroy waved her goodbye and came back in, his huge member now soft in his pants, and picked up his half eaten hamburger, he shrugged and smiled."Hope you don't mind, bro," he said, "she just couldn't wait till ah got home," he grinned, "aw, man that clear my head, that fo sho! So whatcha think of her, fine lookin' woman ain't she?"I swallowed, "Yeah, um, she's fine all right," I didn't want to say I hadn't seen a woman like that in my whole life."An she gots this sweet teenage blonde daughter even sweeter lookin. Maybe ah shouldn't say this, but when ah met Bambi, she make it a point to introduce me to her daughter, and wants her daughter to meet my teenage boys, cuz she say all that radical stuff about de white wimmins and de, what she calls, de superior Black male an all, stuff all new to me a few years ago." He took a few bites, and grinned, "ah don understan' all de philosophy stuff an all, but ah sho lahk de idea!" he added with a jovial slap on my knee. "That's right, ah don pretend to understand her jive, but me an mah boys know dere's two fine white babes in our house will to do, anythin', an that mean jus that, man, anythin' we want at all. Man, that take de pressure off, that fo sho!"I could only smile, and shift my own hard-on all afternoon, thinking of it. This became a ritual, Bambi arriving at around lunch, sometimes at a coffee break, using the van, while I watched it vibrate, listen to her moan and cry with joy, and him call her his white slut, and then one day he came to work by bus, said his van was in the shop. I was wondering what was going to happen because she drove a convertible sports car with no top even. Finally, lunch came, and Leroy was grinning, saying it must be lunchtime because not only was he hungry but he was gettin' anxious, arranging his python down his leg. Like all guys, we talked about sex quite a bit, and Leroy confided he needed a lot. He said he needed to cum at least two or three times a day, and he winked and said he could cum in buckets as long as it took, cuz it run in his family. His boys were almost as big as he was an they needed it too. I daydreamt about his family life, thinking of Bambi and that stepdaughter Tiffany in a house with 4 huge horny black males, and it was a fantasy I had to jack off to when I got home.Anyway, Bambi was running late, said she needed to go to some big time conference, and she arrived around 1 that day. She got out with a smile, said hello to me, kissed her husband hungrily, and I noticed she wore a business type suit, but her dress only accentuated her curves.She kissed him, fondling him openly now, and whispered in his ear, and he nodded with a smile. "Ah, say Tom buddy?" he asked. I looked up, putting down my power stapler. "Ah, since mah van's in the shop, you mind if we use your pickup for a bit?"I swallowed, stammering no, not at all, and handed him the keys. Bambi grinned, and thanked me nicely. "We won't be too long, I have to get across town anyway. I won't keep him too long, but just long enough," she added with a giggle.I watched her shapely bottom with his huge hand on it walk the few steps to my pickup, and wondered how they were going to do it. Its big windows didn't provide much privacy, and I moved to another window, to get a better look, feeling like a real pervert. I knew they couldn't see me, but I could see and hear them pretty good. They sat there, while she unbuttoned his pants, and then, to my surprise, she knelt down below the dashboard, kneeling between his legs. He groaned, as I saw her blonde head move around his crotch, and heard her murmuring."OOohhh, yes, darling, mmmmm... (slurp, slurp) ...oh yess, so huge!""Haw, haw," he groaned, "that's right, bitch, worship that niggah meat, lick up that cock drool, haw!"I watched her lick and kiss his humongous rigid thick black shaft until it was shiny with her saliva and his cock drool, and then her full red lips slide over the knob as he stiffened, grabbing the back rest. Finally I knew as her head bobbed up and down that I had to take out my own cock, and began stroking it as I watched. Oh, man did she ever worship that black cock, and I couldn't believe she could deep-throat it, but she did. and I had to hold back on pumping my own little weenie to orgasm just so I didn't miss anything. Finally, he began to shudder, and she squealed with pleasure as I knew he was spraying her mouth, spraying jet after jet of hot sperm, and she gulped and groaned and sucked it all down, finally taking her sweet mouth off and catching a dollop in her open mouth. Finally, she licked and kissed his genitals clean, and zipped him up.I had creamed myself, not even knowing it, and hastily put my drooling cock back in my pants, running back to the work area where I was when they arrived, zipping up and feeling my own sperm clammy against my skin and underwear.They were coming back inside, and I pretended not to notice her kneel down on the hardwood floor we had just put in, and kiss each of his feet, and say, "thank you, Master" before rising, giving him a quick kiss and running off to her sports car.Leroy saw me then, and shook his head, acting embarrassed but I knew he was proud of it. "She allus kiss mah feet, ah wish she do it more in private tho, it be embarassin.""Oh," I said, trying to keep my voice normal, "that's okay, no problem."He handed me the keys to my pickup. I had a hard-on again, somehow, just thinking of it, but Leroy was relaxed and affable as he always was after a good lunch and a heavy ball draining."Thanks for the loan of the pickup truck, man. We dint make no mess, doncha worry none. Ah knows ah told you ah cum in buckets, an ah does, but that white woman don waste a single drop, no suh. She say it her duty to suck it all up an ah pumped lots of white wimmins' moufs, but from the first with her she knew how to please a black man! She got de softest fullest lips and deepest throat that ever worship a big black tool, that fo sho! Don know what it is, but her pussy an ass an mouth seem to fit just right mah black monster better that all de white wimmins ah ever had, an that be plenty, man!""Um (gulp) no problem, Leroy!""Course she ain't always neat. Sometimes she lahk to pull off an get sprayed in her face an her fahn white titties, an den walk aroun lahk that. But ah don mind that none. Mah feelin is if a fahn white woman wants to wear a niggah's sperm to show de world, why not!""Um, right, why not indeed," I couldn't believe it but my cock was seeping again."Haw," he said, "we best not be talkin about sex no mo. That de trouble wit wimmins. Ah gets to talk, an den thinkin, and den ah gots my johnson up again and cain't even wait till ah gets home, haw, haw." When we moved to our next project on a Saturday, it was across town, and from the conversations I heard with Leroy on his cell phone, I knew Bambi would be unable to visit for lunch, but then around noon he was still doing his usual joking around."Whoops," he said, "mah balls be full an mah belly empty, Tom, must be lunch time. Where we go this time, Chinese?""There's a good all-you-can-eat buffet at the Rising Sun," I mentioned. He said that was good, but for some reason he wanted takeout, so I wondered what was going on. To tell the truth I was missing watching Bambi suck him off, and I loved just gazing at her voluptuous curves, and then when we returned with our takeout to the jobsite, I saw this other gorgeous thing standing there.It was Tiffany, I gathered at once, as she kissed Leroy on his lips, and he introduced us. She was also blonde, not as tall as her mother, but even more stacked, with her youthful pert breasts unaided by a bra. She wanted to look at what we were doing as Tom inhaled his Chinese, and I was showing her the stain we were going to apply when I noticed Tom's big hand slide over her firm shapely bottom."We don have much time, sweet cheeks, an you gots to get back to school."She immediately smiled, and kissed him again. Again he took the keys to my pickup, and this time I watched Tom eat his takeout, while his stepdaughter knelt between his legs. Well, I'm saying to myself, she's legal age, and they're not really related, and he's not her legal father and all, all that stuff, but that didn't make any difference to the little throbbing cock in my hand, and my hoping I would not spray until Tom did, as he held the back of her blonde head, and I could hear her sighing and slurping and moaning as she worshipped his manhood. He began to pump her face, finally, as I began cumming also in my hand, and she squealed and sucked and swallowed, gulp after gulp after sweet gulp, until finally she pulled out and he laughed and cursed at her, as she got a gob of sperm on her cheek and blouse.He called to me then, and I hastily zipped up, and walked to the pickup, the door was open, and Leroy was sitting, his legs spread, his half hard but still enormous black cock laying over the seat cover, as she was blushing and licking sperm drops off my vinyl near his crotch."I'm sorry man," Leroy said, "she pulled off an ah gots some niggah-juice on yo seat cover. If you got some cleaning fluid I'll have her clean it all off."I was watching her lick up his sperm droplets, and then lick and kiss his balls, and was started back to reality, "um, no, not a problem, man. Don't bother about it."He grinned, "she give it a good tongue wash anyway, but ah gonna paddle her butt tonight for makin' a mess."He got out and she followed, buttoning her blouse where I caught a glimpse of her beautiful firm white beauties. She had apparently unbuttoned so she could catch his sperm on her face and breasts."Now, you apologize to the man, Tiff, fo messin' his ride up."She looked downcast at me, "I'm sorry, sir." I told her it was all right, turning sideways to hide my growing hard-on in my pants."An you wipe yo face an clean yo blouse before you go back to school. This ain't no weekend you knows. Yo gonna lay across mah lap tonight, honeychild."To my surprise, she smiled at that, and knelt and kissed his feet just like her mother did, and he had to move them and order her to get up and get back to school. She smiled again at me, buttoning her blouse."It was very nice meeting you sir, and I'm sorry about your seat, but I licked it as clean as I could."Leroy still wasn't satisfied, and looked at his watch, "Yo best be gettin' back to school, you cheap white slut," he said affectionately. "Here," he said, reaching for his wallet, "ah knows you miss lunch but you can buy something on the way."She smiled, and raised on her toes to kiss him on his huge lips, "You know you already gave me the best lunch a girl could want, daddy. But, could I use the bathroom and change my panties before I go back to school?"Leroy gave her a playful slap on her shapely buttocks, "Whacha mean not wearin' clean underwear, sweet cheeks? That earnin' you another paddlin fo sho!""Oh daddy," she protested, "you know I came in mine while I sucked you like I always do, but I brought a extra pair in my purse." Leroy grinned, and swatted her firm bottom again, a little harder, as she arched her bottom to him, enjoying it.After she walked out to catch a bus, Leroy saw me watching her retreating backside."Yeah, she fahn, like her mother, but she don't know how to act right yet. She got this habit of sucking half a Black man's load and wanting to wear de rest on her face and her big tits, and normally she be much neater dan that. Ah don allow her to go to school lahk that and she pissed at me. Tonight that sweet young ass be naked an layin' across mah lap in de TV room while ah have a beer an reach fo mah paddle." The thought made him laugh and my cock throb, stuck in an awkward angle in my workpants."Haw, haw, trouble is she lahk that too much for a punishment, just like her mom, knawmean?"I could only just nod, my face was red and my just sprayed cock was as usual, hard and dripping again, and all afternoon all I could think about was her, and then when I used the same bathroom, wondering if I could just jack off again, I saw her white lace bikini panties, and picked up the damp sheer cotton. Inhaling her sweet fragrance, I groaned, locked the door, hearing Leroy work a floor below me, and pumped my clammy cock once again. Leroy's women were making me crazy and perverted! On top of which Leroy mentioned to me a couple of times his 'stepgirl' Tiffany liked me and wouldn't mind going out.That was real weird, knowing that and knowing what I had seen them do, and just imagining what their home life must be like."Course," he had said while we were taking a break from hanging a ceiling and a cute coed strolled by, smiling at him, breaking our train of thought, "Tiff's a lot like her mother, you know, about dating white and humpin' black, knamean? But, so long as it don't bother you none, she's a great gal."After a couple more weeks I couldn't take it any more and I called Tiffany up for a date.END

game.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/11/game.txt

adventuresofavictorian1.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/83/adventuresofavictorian1.txt

Lucinda was fourteen years of age when she entered the house of Mr. John Larkin. About to enter the drudgery and despair of the workhouse, he had noticed her situation and had arranged for her to be installed in his household as a maid. His current maid had recently retired and he was of want of one. He lived with his niece in a modest country house that was serviced by a 'live out' cook and a housekeeper. Lucinda had no experience but was soon shown the basics by the housekeeper. She got along with all the staff and family including Constance, Mr. John's sixteen year old niece.One of her duties in the evening before retiring was to fold down Mr. John's bed and insure the bed pan had sufficiently warmed it to his liking. It was while doing this task one evening, when Mr. John entered the room. "Good girl Lucinda," he said. "Now Lucinda, I'm not feeling quite sleepy yet, so I would like you to perform a task to help me achieve this state. I don't suppose you would have been shown yet, so come over here and I will instruct you." "Yes Sir," she replied, taking the bed pan out and bending down to place it under the bed. He admired her small rear-end, which was covered by the starchy black skirt of her maids uniform. Lucinda shyly turned to face him as he was now standing near her facing the bed. She demurely clasped her hands together in front of her as she obediently looked up at him.Taking off his tie, Mr. John threw it on the bed. "Now firstly, undo my shirt buttons." "Yessir," Lucinda replied obediently.He helped by undoing the first few then she did the rest. His white shirt fell open to reveal his naked chest and stomach. Lucinda blushed. "Now unbuckle my belt and unbutton my trousers."She looked up nervously, "Sir, yes sir." Her small hands struggled at first, then unclasping his belt and the top button of his trousers, she noticed a bulge protruding through the material."My zipper as well." This she did and his trousers fell to his ankles, the bulge was now quite noticeable through his white long johns. "Now you must get on your knees and pull my pants down." "Yes sir," Lucinda replied. She hitched her skirt a little to allow her to sit down revealing her black leather boots and her thick white stockings. On her knees, she raised herself slightly taking hold of his long johns on each side of his hips and gently slid them down his legs. To her amazement, his penis bounced wildly out, erect and proud, inches from her face. Lucinda looked at his throbbing member wide-eyed. "Is this the first time you have seen one?" he asked."Yes sir," she replied. "Well, now is as good as time as any to learn about men. Now take hold of it."She wrapped her tiny grip around his stiff cock."Now pull my skin back to expose my gland.""Yes sir," she said, as she pulled his fore skin back to reveal his huge purple helmet, she looked at with awe. "Now put your hand in your lap."Her hands obediently went back to her thighs and she knelt there in front of him his erect penis dripping excitedly with pre-cum. He put his hands on each side of her head, his fingers running through her brown bobbed hair, gently fondling her ears which made her shiver. He pulled her head closer to his cock its purple head resting on her lips."Now open your mouth." Lucinda open her inexperienced mouth and he pulled her head onto his stiff cock as he pushed it in her mouth. "Good girl, now suck. Suck as hard as you can." She did, tasting his cock juices and feeling the veiny hardness of it as it slid in and out of her warm inviting mouth. The harder she sucked the harder he thrust his excited cock, until it exploded in her tiny mouth. He pulled it out but still he ejaculated, pulling her head closer as she sat there with her hands in her lap. His cock danced and throbbed over her face covering her in hot white cum. He pulled her even closer, her face pressing into his sweaty balls as his member came to rest on her face."Good girl!" he gasped. "Now go clean yourself up, you're dismissed." "Yes sir," she got up and left the room, saying, "Good Evening sir." "Yes. Good evening Lucinda. You're a good girl."She smiled with a blush as she closed his bedroom door behind her.***It had been a week and Lucinda had become accustomed to her new employment and surroundings. She went about her work diligently and for the most part with enjoyment. Her quarters were located in a small adjoining room in her master's bedroom, containing a bed a small table and a candle. After her work she had a little time to relax before sleep, so was quite happy. One evening, she had been tasked to draw a bath for Constance, her young mistress. She would be taking it in her uncle's room as that was the largest fire on the upper floor. After setting the fire and boiling the water she filled the large copper basin which the housekeeper had placed in front of the fire. Constance was called and Lucinda began assisting her remove her clothes. Constance was a nubile sixteen year old with long blonde hair and of fine manners. As she was removing her garments the master entered the room and sat in armchair next to the fire and near the bath. He watched with enjoyment as she slid out of her clothes, his eyes taking in her peach little bottom and her pert little breasts. Lucinda couldn't but notice the blonde wisps of her pubic triangle. Constance stepped into the fragrant water and stood there for a moment, shyly enjoying the attentions that her uncle and his maid were paying towards her. After strict instructions not to wet her hair, Lucinda gently poured water over her shoulders and gently bathed her using a natural sea sponge, running it over her body until her mistress was satisfied, she stepped out of the tub, allowing Lucinda pat her skin dry, after which both girls stood there awaiting instructions.Lucinda in her maids uniform with her hands clasped together and Constance in the same pose only naked. Mr. John rose from his seat and began folding up the sleeves of his shirt. "Yes. Very good," he said. Then strolling over to them he kissed each girl on the forehead. He towered over them in a manly fashion. His fingers traced down Constance's naked shoulder and gently pushed her arms away from where they covered her modesty. Kneeling in front of his niece his head was at the height of her small breasts which he began to kiss. His hands began caressing her hips and buttocks, spreading her cheeks apart his fingers and feeling her anus.Constance let out a little gasp as a finger found her hole. After sucking and kissing both of her nipples, her Uncle kisses began to move down from her chest, over her tummy until he was kissing the fleshy mound of her blonde pussy, his tongue lapping at the length of her slit.All the while, Lucinda watched, in quite excitement. She felt a moistness between her legs. "Now lay down my sweet child," Mr. John said, as he lay Constance on the rug, spreading her naked legs to reveal her wet, pink gash. Bending down he began to lick her, suck and eat her in earnest. Constance moaned with pleasure. He then positioned her on all fours and he slurped greedily at her bum hole and pussy as if he was enjoying a delicious meal. Finally, Mr. John stood, his mouth glistening. "Very good," he said. "Now Constance dear, help me undress Lucinda." Uncle and niece began with her pinafore, then her black dress was removed and her bodice opened to expose her budding breasts, taking off her bloomers. She soon stood there in bodice, her white woolen stockings and her black leather boots, he fingered at the moist mound between her legs and she gasped."Very nice indeed, yes you have a splendid vagina," he complimented her. He then laid her down like he had done Constance and began tonguing her in the same manner. Constance was instructed to sit in the armchair and to open her legs and spread her pussy for him to see and enjoy. An order she obediently complied with."Indeed. Excellent tasting vagina!" he said. After a moment, he stood up and began to undress, he urged the girls to enjoy the taste of each other and positioning them on the rug in a 69, carried on removing his clothes and watched as they lapped at each other with abandonment. He removed all the articles of his clothing except long white under pants and vest and went over to his large emperor sized bed and laid down on his back. "That's enough girls, come here please." This they dutifully did. Constance jumping on the bed joined by Lucinda after she had taken the rest of her clothes off. Lucinda watched in amazement as Constance wildly tore down her Uncle's pants to expose his raging hard on. Taking it in her hand she greedily sucked away.Lucinda watched this, kneeling on the bed and enjoyed the elderly male hands which fingered at her pussy as his niece sucked him. Lucinda looked at her master and he indicated for her to join his niece at his manhood. Bending over, Constance popped his gland out of her mouth and said, "Suck his balls girl." Then immediately thrust his stiff cock in her mouth. Lucinda bent towards his balls sac and after massaging his testicles for a few moments took one in her mouth and began to suck on it, she could feel the suction of Constance on his penis. Mr. John watched with pleasure at the two pert bottoms that were thrust out towards him as they worked on him, the gaps revealing a tight blonde slit and a wet dark one, both of his hands went under them and he toyed and massaged the fleshy skin flaps as his cock felt the ecstasy from their young passion, as both hot warm mouths, drooling over his throbbing member and aching balls.Mr. John could hold back no longer. Placing them in a doggy style position, side by side, he proceeded to slide his cock into their dripping cunts. First in his niece's tight little slit, groaning as he pushed the whole length of his rigid cock deep inside her, his ball feeling the soft tenderness of her young thighs. Then, next into his young maid's virgin hole, enjoying how her tight little pussy wrapped around his throbbing shaft.Lucinda could feel his length throb inside her wet slit and moaned is excitement as he pulled out and then pushed back in again.On the verge of climax, Mr. John laid back an instructed his girls to address his erection with their tongues again. They eagerly licked up and down his fleshy pole, their tongues lapping at his purple gland until he exploded like a fountain in between their faces. The young girls greedily licked and swallowed his hot sticky spunk, not until it was dry and flaccid were they satisfied. "Splendid job girls," Mr. John complimented them.All three lay back and he pulled the bed covers over their naked bodies and fell asleep with both girls in wrapped in his arms, resting on his chest. Constance gripping on to his limp member and Lucinda holding his testacies in a gentle embrace. END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 83

sarahandhernewdaddy.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/85/sarahandhernewdaddy.txt

Author Note: This story is written as a fantasy, and should not be taken as anything but. ***They sat quietly in the car as he drove, the streetlights flying by as they passed, playing with the drops of rain on the windshield. He kept quickly glancing over at her as he drove, and every time her eyes were locked right onto him. His mind kept wandering back to all their talks weeks before, some safe, some... not so safe. He felt himself stiffen a bit just thinking about it, and hoped she wouldn't notice. He knew it was wrong. He knew they couldn't do anything in spite of the fact that they both wanted to. she was 15, and he was 23. They met through a group and, though he was too old to go to the actual meetings now, he still had friends he would go see afterwards. He noticed her shiver a bit, and reached into the back seat and gave her his hoodie. She always told him how much she loved it, it smelled like him.They had talked about what they wanted to do to each other, but nothing had ever happened past a peck on the cheek, save for once time when he kissed her on the lips, and hear her exhale heavily after as he looked into her eyes. He wanted her so bad; she knew it. As they drove he thought about it. He kept trying to stay "just friends" but he knew he could never stop himself if he felt her touch him. She said she wasn't feeling well after the meeting, so he told her he would drive her home. He thought it was a good idea at first, but as they drove and he felt how alone they were, he began to trust himself less and less; not sure he would be able to make the right decision and just leave her outside her house without grabbing her and pulling her to him and kissing her while she was wrapped in his arms.They made some small talk about some of the people at the group, and he tried to keep it light, but he could feel her eyes on him, like they were staring into his soul; that she knew exactly what he wanted to do to her. He he slowed at a red light, he saw her scoot closer out of the corner of his eye and felt her hand on his left, just rubbing his leg. He felt like he should stop her, but knew he never could as he felt her inch closer to the growing erection in his pants. He wanted to feel her touch it so bad; to feel her little finger wrap around it, to feel her wet tongue tease it before her warm mouth wrapped around it.He was trying desperately to ignore it, pretend it wasn't happening until he felt her hand run over it and he felt his body shutter involuntarily and her hand glided over it through his pants, and he felt her tugging at his zipper as the light changed, so he just drove forward. He felt her hand slide through the downed zipper and fish into his boxers and grab him tight. He gasped, and she took that as an invitation and shifted him out of his pants so he was exposed, the flashing lights illuminating him as they drove. She started slowly stroking him up and down as he drove, struggling to keep his focus on the road. He noticed her upper half getting closer and closer, and before he knew it, she was above his lap. He could feel her breath on his hard member, and it made him pulse without thinking. "Sarah, wait..." he tried to say, one last ditch effort to stop what he knew he had to before she disregarded it and he felt her tongue slide along the head of his cock for the first time. He gasped audibly and noticed he was going 20 miles over the speed limit. He slowed down, and looked for somewhere to turn off the main road.As he found a side street, he felt her hot mouth push its way down along the swollen head of his cock and suck as her tongue rubbed it all over. He moaned and tried to push her down further with his elbows, as he was still driving, looking for a safe place to park. She just kept sucking on the head of his cock and he felt like he was losing his mind. He picked somewhere at random. Dark. Secluded. He parked quickly, hoping she was too distracted to notice, and quickly put his hand on the back of her head, pushing her down a further. He heard her make a surprised little squeak as he pushed a little more of himself inside, but she didn't struggle or try to stop him at all, so he kept at it. He pushed her down a bit more, then let her raise up before pushing her down again, feeling her lips slide up and down the length of his throbbing dick. He was in heaven. But it had been three years since the last time he was intimate with anyone but himself, and he knew he couldn't hold out much longer. He kept pushing her up and down on his cock, his hips unconsciously thrusting up a bit, trying to fuck her hot, wet, fifteen year old mouth. He was so close, he murmured, "Oh fuck Sarah... Baby girl, I'm gonna cum..." He felt her head come up against his hand and her lips pull away as she cooed, "It's okay Daddy, cum in my mouth. I wanna taste you. I wana swallow all of it," before she dove back down, fitting as much of him into her mouth as she could, and trying for more. It got him off so much when she called him that. She began sucking hard and pumping her head up and down the length of his cock as fast as he could, and he knew there was no going back, or stopping. He felt the wave coming, and knew it would be a tsunami. Right before it broke, he put his hand on the back of her head as she neared the bottom of his cock and applied a little pressure, feeling himself slide into her throat and hearing her gag a bit. That was all he could take, and he knew he was going to cum no matter what. She kept sucking and rubbing him with her tongue until he exploded inside her mouth. He felt her swallow and swallow and try to get it all, but some leaked past her lips onto his pants. He couldn't care less. He could still feel her sucking when he stopped gushing, rubbing the head of his still pulsing cock with her tongue, sending shivers up his spine. She finally pulled back with a satisfying "pop" and she looked at him and smiled as she wiped away a tear or two from gagging. He pulled her face to him and kissed her deep, tasting himself. It didn't bother him in the least.He broke off the kiss, and opened his door and got out. She looked at him questioningly. "What are you doing daddy?" He closed the door and in a flash he was at hers opening it and undid her seat belt, and pulled her out. He opened the back, pushed down the back seats, and made a quick bow with a sweep of his arm and said "after you Princess." She giggled and hopped in, undoing her pants as she waited for him and sliding them off, dropping them in a heap on the bottom of his car, followed by her shirt and bra. He kissed her and gently pushed her onto her back. She spread her legs and rubbed up and down along her panties while she looked at him with her big, brown eyes. He could see a wet mark begin to grow where her fingers traced, and he looked at her and groaned "God princess..." and pushed between her legs, kissing her as his dick started recovering and stiffening again. He moved down and licked her perfect, suckable nipples. He pulled them into his mouth and sucked while he flicked them with his tongue, sucking as much of her big breast into his mouth as he could while he pinched and teased the other one with his hand, listening to her moan before he switched and sucked on the other.He heard her whimper and say "Daddy... my kitty.." and he knew. He made his way down, kissing down her sexy tummy down to her moist panties. He planted a big kiss where her clit was, and licked along the wet streak in the middle. She smelled like heaven, and he just reveled in it for a moment before he kissed her clit again and started to slide her panties off. Once they joined the rest of her clothes on the floor, she asked, "Do you like it Daddy? I shaved it for you." "Yes princess. I love it. And you." he kissed up her thighs, giving them a quick nibble and suck, leaving little hickies all the way up. He could feel her squirming and knew what she wanted, but he was going to tease her as long as he could bear it before he dove into her dripping little pussy. He licked either side of her shaved little pussy before he slid his fingers up to spread her wide for him, slowly licking up her little kitty, but avoiding touching her clit with his tongue. He licked her up and down, and slipped his tongue as far inside her tight little kitty as he could, and wiggled it around. She tasted like candy. He wanted all of it. Forever. Hearing her moan and whimper, and feeling her squirm turned him on even more. He didn't care if it was wrong anymore. He just wanted more. He licked her all around, tasting as much as he could before he planted a big kiss on her unprotected clit and felt her jump out of surprise and moan, "Goooood Daddy... yeeees!" Her hands ran through his hand and pulled him closer to her dripping pussy. He wrapped his lips around her clit and started to suck lightly, flicking it with his tongue and feeling her squirm. He wanted to be the first person, besides herself, to make her cum. He sucked and flicked and heard her moan and beg him for more. He brought up a finger, and tried to get it wet with her juices so it would slide inside. He tried to get it in. She was so tight! But as he sucked and teased her he felt it give and his finger slid inside. He pushed it in and pulled it back, slowly working his way further inside. He hooked his finger and looked for her g-spot, and began fucking her little kitty with his finger in honest. Still slow, but brushing and bumping her spot every time, or at least as best her could with her squirming around his head.He heard her breath quicken and felt her start to tighten a bit and knew she was about to cum, so he stopped sucking for a moment and said "cum for me Princess, come for your Daddy. Make yourself mine." before he dove back in and started sucking on her clit hard, flicking it quickly with his tongue. He heard he scream "Daddy!! FUUUUUUUUUCK!!" as his finger quickly slid in and out of her soaking little kitty and his mouth worked on her clit. Her legs clamped around the sides of his head as her head ran though his hair to the back of his head, holding him down and he sucked on her little clitty. He pushed his finger as far in as he could, continuing to tap her g-spot she came around his finger. He let go of her clit, but kept licking it lightly as she came down, feeling her jolt every time his tongue brushed against it. He withdrew his finger, and got another good taste before he pulled away.He sat up, and pulled her his to him, so her legs wrapped him and pointed up as he bent over to kiss her deeply, rubbing the underside of his now throbbing cock up and down her little slit. He kissed her deeply, and massaged her tongue with his, letting her taste herself and she moaned quietly. He whispered, "Do you want it baby girl?" to which she murmured, "Yes Daddy, I want to feel your big cock stretch my virgin little kitty."He felt a sudden pang of guilt, "Are you sure princess?" "Yes Daddy, fuck me like a little slut. I need it..." as her hand reached down and guided the very tip of his cock between her wet pussy lips. That was all he needed. The guilt evaporated, and the head of his cock slowly slipped into her drenched kitty, and he saw her eyes start to grow and she released a guttural moan as the head of his cock pushed inside her for the first time. He pushed in until he hit a small blockage and one more time asked if she was sure. She seemed a tiny bit hesitant, but finally looked up into his eyes and said, "Fuck me daddy. Fill me up. Make me yours." He pulled back slightly, and then drove home. Her eyes clenched and he knew she hurt, so once he was inside, he stopped. He knew it was a big stretch for his little princess, so he let her adjust to the hard, throbbing invader that was buried inside her little virgin kitty for the first time.He kissed her, and reached down to rub her little clitty. She kissed him back, and he felt her start to clench and release around his cock, moving herself in small circles, so he pulled back a bit, and pushed into her again. This time he heard her moan, "DAAADDEEE!!" as her virgin kitty slid around his cock, and he started to slowly fuck into her as he rained kisses down on her cheeks and nose and forehead, and of course, lips. She was so tight, wrapping around his big cock, he had to go slow; both for himself, and for her. He pulled his head back and watched his hard cock sliding in and out of her pussy, and it made him harder. She was such a sexy little minx, and he couldn't believe he had his cock buried inside her; not only that, she was begging him to!As he fucked her, he said. "Rub your clit Princess, come again for your Daddy." He started to speed up, and he could feel his cock hitting the back of her pussy, and hear her moaning every time he bottomed out. It made him want to cum so hard, but he bit the inside of his cheek, doing his best to hold out and make her first time memorable. He bent over and pulled one of her perfect nipples into his mouth, sucking and nibbling it as his cock slid in and out of her soaking pussy. He loved the sound of his dick sliding in and out, and he started fucking her faster. He felt her start to tighten, and it just made him fuck her harder. He slid in and out, groaning, breathing hard as they made love for the first time. He could feel himself throbbing, and knew he was close. He felt her legs wrap tightly around him, keeping him inside. She got tighter, and her breathing got faster and faster. He looked down into her eyes and said, "Cum for me princess. Cum like a little slut on Daddy's big cock. Make me cum inside you baby. Make me cum so much it leaks out." It was then she clamped like a vice around his cock and emitted such a scream he was afraid the whole street where they would park would wake up. But he couldn't stop even if he wanted to, and he buried himself inside her as far as he could and he erupted in an orgasm of his own, shooting streams of hot cum deep inside her. He started slowly pumping in and out of her while he came, his warm load leaking out around his cock as he filled her up to the point her tight pussy couldn't seal it around his cock. He collapsed onto his knees, bent over he as they both gasped for breath. She was the first one to speak. "Wow Daddy... that was amazing... you came sooo much." He rolled to one side and just looked in her eyes. "Only for you Princess," and he kissed her. She scootched around so she could suck his cock as it slowly deflated, tasting the two of them mixed together, "I like it best this way Daddy when I can taste both of us." She came up and kissed him again. "Me too baby, me too." As they sat and kissed and looked at each other, he said, "I love you Sarah, my little princess." She smiled and said, "I love you too Daddy."FIN*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 85

anna1.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/19/anna1.txt

This is the story of my first sexual experience that happened with my (still) best friend Anna. It is as true as our two memories can make it. We wanted to share it with you and invite you to share your first time experiences with us. Please note that we were both children at the time this takes place, in case this may offend you.The fact is, however, that neither of us have had or want to have sex with anyone but age appropriate partners. This story, rather, is a celebration of two young girl's childhood sexuality and the love that existed between them and nothing more. We hope you enjoy it. Let us know what you think.***My sex life started very early. From the age of seven I had discovered that special place between my legs that when touched gave me great pleasure, and although I did not yet experience orgasms, I certainly knew what sexual arousal was. Instinctively I guess, I quickly understood the connection between this feeling and my emerging curiosity about the sexual parts of others, both boys and girls, men and women.I had briefly spied my father naked on one memorable occasion as I burst in to the bathroom as he was leaving the shower. I caught the dark bush of his pubic hairs and the floppy length of his penis. I was quite amazed at the sight and the difference between him and I. I had but a tiny pink slit. His equipment was much more interesting and I carried that image of my dad's cock and balls in my head for years.By age ten my curiosity began to turn to fantasy as I practiced playing with myself and became more adroit. While I had learned some basic masturbation techniques I had yet to achieve an orgasm. I only knew of this constant aching need inside of me for a sexual kind of release that I did not yet understand. I resolved I was going to find out more about all this. I started with my father's collection of pornographic books and magazines I knew he kept hidden in a locked trunk in the basement. I'm not sure even my mother knew of this collection no doubt left over from his bachelor days. Being the nosy, curious thing that I was I had discovered this horde shortly after I learned how to carefully pick the old fashioned lock on it. I was careful to remove just a few items at a time. As I finished with each selection I would carefully replace them making them appear undisturbed. As far as I know my father never found out I was borrowing his porn.I perused the magazines first and was astonished at the women whose photographs appeared there. They all seemed to have such large breasts and an abundance of hair between their legs. The men of course were all good looking and sported enormous erections. I devoured each picture, surprised at how aroused I became. As I flipped through the galleries of photos I would rub myself between the legs and feel the wetness soak through my underwear and coat my fingers. On one memorable day I was looking at pictures of women and saw one obviously masturbating, as I frequently did. The sight of this kindred spirit made me intensely aroused as I scanned through a series that showed a very pretty Asian woman becoming progressively more aroused in each shot. I knew exactly how she felt.In one photo she had 3 fingers inside herself and in another she was inserting a dildo into her pussy. Almost of its own accord my hand wandered between my legs as I watched this dark haired beauty get herself off. I had never been this wet before as I slid my finger up and down between my pink little lips and found my 'button' as I called it. Resting on my knees, the open magazine before me, my hand was down my underwear working away madly at myself. I could feel that 'tickling' sensation intensify to become almost uncomfortable.At this point I usually stopped but this time something kept me going. I wanted to see where this excited, slippery wet state of being was going to go if I endured the discomfort and kept on rubbing myself! My finger was tracing frantic circles around my clit. My eyes were closed. I was breathing faster and harder and even my nipples were tingling as electric waves of pleasure washed through me. I was no longer looking at a magazine photo.My Asian friend was now in front of me in my mind, naked and working frantically at her own release as I watched her. I saw her twirling fingers over her button and imagined with her other hand that she was putting those 2 fingers inside her pussy and fucking herself. The image in my brain grew more vivid and provocative. I saw her smile up at me as she pleasured herself. It was then that my first orgasm began.A wave of throbbing heat seemed to explode from my groin and consume me whole. Waves of shuddering pleasure coursed throughout my body all emerging from that tiny button between my legs that seemed almost on fire by now. My white cotton panties were sopping wet with my juices. I was astounded at the power of those feelings and, as I slowly came down from my erotic high, I experienced a sense of awe akin to a religious experience. So THIS is what it's all about! I said to myself in total wonder.Of course, I determined immediately that I must share this discovery with my best friend Anna. Anna was a dear girl, full of life and excitement. At the time she too was 10 and had long blonde very straight hair that she attended to assiduously, always brushing it out at every opportunity. My hair seemed to me a dull brown that I wore short, but Anna kept assuring me it was 'hazel' colored or 'chestnut' and quite attractive. She was also taller than I was with beautiful long legs and a rear end that looked incredibly delicious and grown up. She had the tiniest little breast buds too that she was always a little self conscious of, in spite of my confessed envy. My chest was still flat, though my nipples had become very sensitive over the past few months. Anna was always quite animated while I generally went through life a bit more serenely. Her blue eyed pretty pixie face never failed to give away her every feeling, so with Anna what you saw was what you got. She was a very honest and open young girl whom I adored. We were forever talking about boys and rehashing what little we knew about sex. Orgasms hadn't yet entered our limited domain of knowledge so I was most eager to share the details of my inaugural climax with her. I also wanted to share my father's collection of magazines and photos.When I told Anna of my father's collection she giggled and blushed. "Really?" she asked me "Naked women? And men too? Oh Star, that is so cool!" she gasped in bashful awe. "Yes!" I said excitedly "And it shows them 'doing it' and everything!" I didn't tell her yet about my orgasm, or the masturbation pictures that had inspired me. I wanted to surprise her. I was relieved that Anna seemed as excited as I was. We decided that weekend to sleep over at my house and indulge our curiosity to the utmost. I also had vague half-formed desires around the whole idea of Anna, the pictures and me but they wouldn't come into focus for me. I was content simply to introduce her to my father's pornography collection. I wanted to see what her reaction was going to be and I would go from there.Friday after school came far too slowly but it did finally arrive. Anna and I walked home together discussing what I'd found. I described to her how some of the women had these huge breasts and of one man 'titty' fucking' a very well endowed blonde. Her eyes were as big as saucers. This was going to be fun!By this time of course we had both learned about "sex" and making babies. We also knew what men's penises were for and we'd picked up all the dirty words that went with the action. What I hadn't explored much, however, was my attraction to other girls as well as boys. The idea of bisexuality then was too sophisticated a concept for me, so I was a little confused about my feelings, especially my feelings for Anna. I was becoming VERY attracted to her.Thankfully through all this I was blessed with a wonderful set of parents who had given me that precious gift of allowing me to love myself. They, too, were very tolerant people and never spoke badly about gay men or women or anyone else for that matter. I accepted the existence of such people without much thought and was always surprised when I would encounter homophobic remarks amongst my schoolmates. I therefore knew to keep my feelings for other girls quiet but I did not in any way feel ashamed about my desires the way many other gay and bi people are taught to do."There's also some pictures of women making out," I said to Anna. She blushed at my remark."Really?" she replied, "That is wicked! What are they doing to each other?" she asked me.I looked over at her and took in her flushed face. "I'll let you see for yourself," I told her; relieved she wasn't turned off by the thought of viewing some lesbians in passionate embraces. "They're kissing and touching each other and stuff. It's really cool," I assured her.When we reached my house we charged quickly up to my bedroom, barely pausing to say hello to my mom. I went immediately to my closet and brought out a pile of magazines and envelopes containing individual photographs. This was my treasure trove, my passport to the bigger, badder world of grown-ups. As I began laying them out I saw a look of astonishment on Anna's face that quickly turned into a mischievous little grin."These are SO hot!" she said to me pointing to a magazine full of nude, voluptuous models, "But where are the lesbians?" she wanted to know. I quickly reached for an envelope that contained some pretty hot stuff. Removing the photos I laid them out for Anna to see. This was a series of photos showing two young, busty blondes in every conceivable position. It showed them kissing passionately, their mouths clearly open and their bodies locked together in a hot embrace. They were feeling each other's breasts and sucking in each other's nipples. Their hands wandered down between the legs of the other as the models indulged in mutual masturbation. Then came the close-ups of oral sex."Oh my God!" Anna squeaked as she spied a photo with the models in a delicious 69 position. "They're licking each other!" Indeed they were. We lingered awhile over these scenes blushing and giggling by turns. There was no doubt about it. Anna and I were getting very turned on looking at these ladies doing each other. It was now I decided to show her the pictures of my Asian friend masturbating, the pictures that had first gotten me off."Look at these," I said "She's touching herself down there." "Wow, look how she has her fingers up inside herself!" Anna exclaimed, "I can't do that! I'm too small!"I watched Anna as she went through the montage and saw her look of excitement and wonder. Dare I? "I - I can show you how to do that if you like. I've found out something..." I stammered. I waited with an agonizing fear that Anna would be horrified by what I had suggested and run away."Really?" Anna replied turning to face me. "Do you touch yourself like SHE does!You have to show me!" She giggled a little then settled in as if to watch me. My heart was pounding in my chest and my mouth went dry from anticipation. She wants me too! I was so relieved and SO turned on at the same time. I explained to her about my orgasm and how I just kept on playing with myself until it happened. I suggested we both take our clothes off and I would teach her how to do it. Anna giggled then looked around the room as if to ensure our privacy then unbuttoned her top. It was happening!I watched amazed as Anna stripped down in front of me. Her undershirt followed her blouse and I stared raptly at her tiny breasts and pink swollen nipples. I removed my own top and shorts I'd been wearing and soon we were both down to our underpants. Anna's were a light orange cotton and mine were white. We looked at each other briefly then kicked those off too leaving us both naked except for our socks. They went next.We stared at each other for a moment, laughed then hugged ourselves. I looked over at Anna and marveled at her tiny pink pussy lying at the apex of her long sexy legs. She seemed to stare as intently back at mine and I felt myself getting wetter as her eyes lingered. "Show me," she whispered still watching my pussy with big saucer eyes.I moved my right hand down between my legs and gently touch myself. I ran my middle finger between my swollen labia and felt the wonderful squishiness that had formed there. I moved my middle finger up and down my slit, just grazing my clitoris with each pass then I began to masturbate in earnest as my passion began to build. I ran my finger round and round my clit now and brought my other hand into play, inserting a finger inside myself as far as it would go. My hymen stopped it at about the 2nd knuckle but it felt so exquisite working its way in and out of my cunt, just like I saw the Asian girl doing to herself in the photo layout. My eyes were nearly closed as I continued frigging and finger fucking myself but I could see Anna's gaze fastened onto my busy hands. Her own right hand moved seemingly of its own accord between her legs and I watched her pressing and pulling on her pussy lips, clearly as hot and turned on as I was. Her left was pinching one of her swollen nipples, a sight that sent me close to the very edge of coming, but I held back."Now I'm going to show you what I found out, " I panted, pausing briefly in my ministrations. I quickly resumed playing with myself and felt my orgasm beginning."Now!" I cried out to her "Oh my God!" I remember whispering as a wave of white-hot electric pleasure burst forth from my super-heated cunt and spread throughout every nerve fibre in my body. My nipples were swollen into hard mounds. I shivered and shook with the power of it and Anna stared open mouthed at what was happening to me. Gently, gently I came down from my pleasure peak and sank in awe onto the bed, where I lay naked and sprawled out before Anna.She did not hesitate. Anna drew up beside me, took me in her arms and rocked me, kissing my hair and cheeks and finally my lips. The touch of her lips sent tingles all through me and I kissed her back, opening my mouth at the insistence of her probing tongue. We lay kissing, crying and laughing together all at once. Then we stopped and looked into each other's eyes."Y -you mean you feel this way about me, too?" I stammered. I couldn't believe it. She wanted me as badly as I wanted her! It was like an epiphany, an enormous weight lifting and a moment of shattering ecstasy. The girl I loved and lusted after loved and lusted after me back! We were both in heaven."I've felt this way about you forever," Anna told me ""but I didn't know how you'd feel about it, like I was a lezzie or something. I was afraid you would think I was too weird to be your friend anymore."I just laughed and told her how beautiful I had always thought she was and how I always wanted her to be with me. We kissed again, but were aware that dinnertime was approaching. We arose and decided to have a shower together. I yelled down to mother that we would be down soon and padded into the bathroom naked. We would wear bath towels back again.We laughed and giggled under the warm spray and I got to wash Anna's whole body, stopping awhile to fondle her tiny breasts and run my soapy fingers between her legs. She returned the favor and stayed much too long on my pussy. I made her stop and we eventually calmed down enough to dress, dry our hair and go down to dinner. My parents remarked on how unusually quiet we were at dinner but I told them we were tired after a hard day at school. We might even - turn in early tonight! My mother was most impressed. And on a Friday no less, she said in wonder.We sat through a video my father had brought home, then at 9:30 I announced we were going to bed. We didn't even stop for a snack, which I later learned led my mother to think that we had more than sleeping on our minds. She, of course, was completely correct. Anna and I had pictures to look at and positions to try!We quickly stripped down and lay together on top of my bed. We began by kissing and running our hands all over each other. I cupped Anna's beautiful little ass and stroked her long gracious thighs, eventually moving between her legs. I felt her pussy lips under my fingers and just lightly stroked her at first. She was very wet as I sank my finger down into her slit and began to frig her, finding her little button of a clit and massaging it with quick round strokes of my finger. Anna moaned at my touch and lay back to let me work.As my hand continued between her legs I brought my mouth down to capture her nipple. I tongued and sucked on it as my hand maintained its insistent rhythm on her now sopping pussy. Anna began to moan in pleasure."Ohhhh, that feels so good Star! Oh please don't stop! Don't stop!" she whispered to me. I had no such intentions!I could feel Anna's orgasm approaching as I continued to work on her. At first she let out a low keening sound that broke into a muffled cry as she bit into a pillow to stop herself from being heard downstairs. Then her back arched as my hand worked away at her furiously and my teeth gave her nipple a sharp little bite. Her whole body shook and she clamped my hand into her pussy with both of her hands then squeezed her legs shut. I looked into her eyes as she came and saw the self-same ecstasy writ there, as I'd felt. She was breathing in the same hard panting breaths and shaking visibly from this altogether unexpected experience, and coming down slowly as I had done earlier. And as she had done for me I held her close and rocked her back to earth and kissed away her tears of joy as the aftermath of her first orgasm washed through her. She eventually let my hand go from between her legs and I put it up to my lips and started licking it clean. Anna's sweet cum juice tasted a little like cinnamon I decided. Anna even licked some of herself off me as well and giggled wickedly as she did so. Oh, I loved her so much in that moment!Having now broken all the barriers between us Anna again assumed the more dominant role in our relationship. She decided I needed to come again and wanted to taste me like the girls in the photos. Oh my! I thought, yes please!We began with a passionate and soulful kiss after which Anna's lips trailed down my flat little chest to pay homage to my erect little nipples. She sucked each one into her mouth and gave them quick little bites as I had done to her. Each nibble sent a shot of current into my dripping wet pussy. Moving down she stopped to tongue my belly button, which tickled delightfully, before approaching her main prize.She lay reversed beside me as she ran her tongue slowly along my pussy lips. I shuddered in anticipation then felt the warm wetness of her tongue plunge into my slit. Moving quickly up to my clit she parted my labia with her fingers, gazed on my little button a second, then proceeded to suck it whole into her mouth. The sensation was divine! She remained there sucking and licking me for some time as another climax slowly built. She also inserted a finger into my cunt and began fucking me gently with it. My breathing was coming now in hard deep breaths. I toyed frantically with my swollen nipples as Anna continued to eat me out so expertly. Had she done this before? No, as it turned out, she was just a natural and is still the world's best cunnilinguist!My orgasm this time was gentler but deeper. We held each other afterwards and Anna simply glowed as I licked my juices off her face and kissed her over and over again in gratitude. We both then lay together in languid silence and took in the awesome feelings and events of the day, trying as best we could to process these powerful emotions which had overcome and overwhelmed us. We drifted off to a blissful sleep, awakening in time to don our PJ's before my mother came in to wake us up.Anna was my first love and my first time. We remained friends and lovers all through school and had a few more sexual adventures along the way. We parted after I went away to university but met up again a few years later. She remains in my life, as do her two young sons and her adoring husband. It was her, in fact, who suggested I write this story, as the events it describes remain one of the most erotic encounters either of us have ever had. If you would like to hear more about us, write and let me know.(c) 2002 by StarSapphire. All rights reserved.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. They should be outside playingin the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 19

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The next morning Linda woke up. Her warm cozy feeling was still with her, and didn't evaporate even though there was no Sheila. Linda found her slippers and robe and went downstairs for retrieve the Sunday paper from the front steps and to pop the kettle on. She was part way through her first cup of tea and the circulars when the doorbell rang. Linda went to open the door and was amazed to find Claire standing there. Claire looked ten times more beautiful than she had the afternoon before. No sweats today, Claire was wearing a magnificent full length fur that was almost the same shade as her long, flowing hair. Linda was so pleased to see her that she was almost speechless, though she did manage a hello and to invite Claire in. The look in her eyes though said it all as she posi- tively beamed! Standing in the foyer, Claire in one way seemed a little nervous, but Linda could sense from the warmth of Claire's gaze that there was much more going on within her. Claire surprised her when she started to speak and asked Linda not to interrupt or she would never be able to say what she wanted to. "I've been driving myself crazy with this all night long. A thousand times I wanted to call you and say what was on my mind, but I knew I would never be able to find the right words. A hundred times I must have picked up the phone and then put it down again, unable to finish dialing I was so nervous." "Never in my life did I feel the way I did with you yesterday. Being with you was just so perfect. It was like one of those moments you wish you could freeze and hold in place forever. I felt like I could tell you anything and you would understand. I have felt so confused and lost since I broke up with my last boy- friend. I wondered if there was something wrong with me and that was why my relationships never seemed to go right. Then I met you. So much of what you said mirrored things that I felt inside. I felt like there was a part of me within you and a part of you within me. I know it's crazy but being with you just made me feel so wonderful." "You told me about Sheila and about some of the other women you have loved, both emotionally and physi- cally. You know I've never been with a woman like that, but being with you I could understand how you felt when you talked about being attracted to someone. When we talked I just wanted it to go on and on and on. I wanted to know every part of you soul and to let you into mine. When you held me, it just felt so right. I just wanted to stay there forever. I wanted to cry and to kiss you and to stay with you forever you made me feel so wonderful inside. You are so beautiful. Inside, as well as outside. I wanted to cry out. I couldn't understand how anyone as sweet and lovely as you were could ever be alone or lonely. I wanted to kiss you and hold you and take away whatever pain you were feeling." "Linda, I know that yesterday was Christmas, but I wonder if you could possibly accept what I would like to give you." With that, Claire opened her fur and slipped it from her shoulders, dropping it to the floor at her feet. A big, red Christmas ribbon extended from her shoulder, across her body to her hip, beauty contestant sash style. It was the only thing she wore! Linda's thought of the prior day, that if a woman looked good in sweats then she would look good out of them was very true. Claire was indeed beautiful. Her long hair flowed about her shoulders and ended just above her breasts. That was good since breasts that beautiful should never be hidden by anything! Claire's long torso narrowed to a trim waist before flaring outward in rounded hips. Her legs were long and luscious. Linda's vision was obscured somewhat though for her eyes brimmed with tears. She felt ready to cry Claire's sentiments were just so beautiful. Linda couldn't speak. Though her lip trembled slightly at the emotion that was coursing through her, she managed to smile at Claire. Poor Claire, who having made her speech and offered herself, now was a bit concerned that perhaps she had made a mistake and had gone too far. But only for the briefest of moments did she feel that way for Linda reached to the belt of her robe and pulled it free. Shrugging the robe from her shoulders she let it fall to the floor in imitation of Claire's coat. Since Linda very rarely wore any- thing to bed, she was already nude beneath the robe. She now stood so before Claire, both women on the brink of tears at what was being offered and accepted. They melted into each other's arms, kissing with a depth and intensity that lovers seldom experience. Their arms held each other, for the moment not needing to explore the magnificent flesh each offered the other, but instead needing to lock the other in place lest she somehow disappear. As they kissed and held each other, their emotions got the better of them and the tears that each had felt building came forth. They were tears of love and of joy though and both women laughed as they held each other and tried to kiss the tears away. Linda did sense a difference from their embrace the prior day and realized that they didn't fit together as perfectly as they had seemed to before. Then she realized that she had to reach up a bit because Claire was wearing heels! She could fix that she thought, and grabbing Claire by the hand led her upstairs to the bedroom. Before they climbed into bed, Claire kicked away her shoes as Linda helped her slip out of her ribbon sash. "I LOVE unwrapping presents!" Both smiled at the thought of the unwrapping being done and fell back into each other's arms just as they fell backward into the bed. Warm, soft woman flesh pressed and squirmed against equally warm, soft woman flesh. Breast to breast, hip to hip, and thigh to thigh, each delighted in the smooth softness pressed against her own. Hands traced lazy patterns over velvety smooth backs as body pressed to body, one crinkly bit of girl fur merging into another as pubic bone gently bumped pubic bone. Lying as they were, each was handicapped by one arm being trapped beneath the other, and yet their free hands roamed and explored. Over breasts and down into sexual caldrons their hands explored. Over love swollen pussy lips and upward into their most secret of places. "Oh Linda. I never thought that being with another woman would be as wonderful as being with you is! Love me, please. And let me love you." Linda responded by rolling on top of Claire. Spreading her legs so that they straddled Claire's hips, Linda pushed herself up on her arms so that she was free to move over Claire's body. Her cheek brushed softly against Claire's as she moved to her next target, Claire's earlobe. There Linda kissed and nibbled before running her tongue around the curves of Claire's ear and slipping the tip of her tongue into Claire's ear canal. Claire moaned with pleasure at the delightful invasion and her body shuddered with delight. Her arms stroked Linda's flanks while her legs flexed trying to wrap themselves around Linda but constrained beneath Linda's body. She hugged Linda as tightly as she could and buried her face into Linda's lush volume of long blonde hair. Linda kissed her way down Claire's throat and onto her full, rounded breast. Claire's breasts were slightly fuller than her own, though only slightly. Claire's areolae were much larger in diameter though, and her nipples were broader and flatter when erect, though they got just as hard! Linda closed her mouth over Claire's breast and sucked on a mass of the soft flesh, all the while flicking her tongue over Claire's hard nipple. Claire whimpered and squirmed with joy and pleasure beneath Linda's body as Linda continued to pay homage to Claire's beautiful breasts. Slowly Linda's mouth closed expelling most of Claire's tittie tissue. Linda's lips formed a tight circle around the bud of Claire's nipple and the tip of her tongue formed a hard point that wriggled against the very end of Claire's nipple. Claire felt the pleasure rockets shoot between her tittie and her cunt in response to the oral stimulation of her nip. She responded with a moan and a frantic squirming as an orgasm sought to drain off a bit of her tremendous sexual tension. Linda did not let up on the delights she was administering to her new friend and lover. Soon she left Claire's breast to kiss and taste her way south- ward, across Claire's stomach and down towards her crotch. As Linda moved down Claire's body she assumed a position between Claire's legs rather than straddling them. Claire was no virgin to oral sex and softly moaned in anticipation of the tongue-lashing she knew was coming. She spread her legs wide apart to give Linda complete access of the soft wet core of her sex. Linda kissed her way through Claire's dark mat of girl fur and then pulled back to study her new lover's pussy. While the soft brown hair there had been carefully trimmed so as not to peak around the edges of a bathing suit, there was still quite a bit more hair on Claire's mound than on Linda's largely depilated pussy. Linda ran the pad of her thumb up and down the length of Claire's slit before she positioned her thumbs along the edges of Claire's slit. She couldn't resist the sight of Claire's wet, engorged pussy folds and bent forward, running her tongue over the exquisitely sensitive labia before her. She loved Claire's taste on her lips, but forced herself to forego further tasting of Claire's fascinating little quim until later. Gently she parted her lover's wet folds, opening Claire's inner delights to her gaze. As Claire's female parts began to open under her efforts, Linda became even more aware of the intoxicating scent of Claire's rich female musk. Its earthy quality reminded Linda of a fine, full-bodied Burgundy and she eagerly looked forward to more of this wine tasting! She peeled the petals of Claire's sexual flower further apart until she had denuded the rigid little nub of Claire's clitoris and the pink flesh at the gate to Claire's vagina. Once again Linda lowered her face into Claire's snatch and sucked the hard little bump of Claire's clitty between her lips. As her tongue flicked and teased the engorged bud, Claire cried out. The incred- ibly wonderful feeling was enough to trigger another orgasm that Linda rode out, her mouth firmly fastened to her friend's pulsating cunt. "Linda please! I want to please you too! Please let me do you too!" Claire was not forced to wait long for her request to be granted. Lifting her face from Claire's goodies only long enough to pivot her body and to avoid kneeling on something sweet and precious, Linda posi- tioned her knees on each side of Claire's head and then quickly resumed her licking and sucking of Claire's cunny. Claire stared up at the beautiful, soft female flesh just inches above her. She had often explored her own hidden delights with a mirror and had long ago concluded that she liked the way her own body looked. Her female body could be so much more special and mysterious than a male's. Especially the way her cunt tucked so neatly between her legs and yet flowered open for love and attention when she spread her legs wide apart. But this was the first time she had actually been so close to the magic and marvels that make up a woman's cunt and certainly her first introduction to an aroused pussy to which she would shortly be making love! Claire immediately concluded that she LOVED the way Linda's pussy looked! Unlike her own pussy, Linda's pubic hair had been carefully removed. All except a tuft at the top of her slit. The outer lips and all along her cunt crease had been carefully cleared of any hair that might otherwise spoil the view or diminish the tasting! It made Linda's snatch look so clean. It also made it look sexy as hell! The lips looked so incredibly inviting. It made one want to touch them and taste them! It also made them look sort of innocent and virginal. The total effect though was tremendous and Claire resolved to ask Linda help her give her own pussy a similar treatment. Though she had never administered oral love to a woman before, Claire was well versed with using her tongue and lips to give pleasure to men. Judging from the effects that Linda's efforts had with her, the pleasure she could give to Linda could be considerable! Beyond an immediate urge to put her lips to Linda's pussy for that most intimate of kisses, an experience she had never shared with a woman, Claire was equally thrilled by the other sensual delights of Linda's snatch. It looked and smelled so sexy! Like nothing she had ever experienced before. And it felt so wonderful too! She had placed her fingertips on Linda's pouty labia and gently rubbed over the smooth, slick flesh. The way Linda's sex folds pulled and parted was so incredibly thrilling and arousing! She could understand why some of her boyfriends had loved to go down on her and could literally spend hours playing with her pussy! And it was so nice not to have a hard cock poking and stabbing her in the face! Stroking Linda's outer lips, Claire succumbed to an urge for more and began to slip her finger between Linda's labia and into the hot, moist hole beyond. While her finger wriggled inside Linda's cunt, Claire pressed her thumb to Linda's clitty and rubbed there as well. It was so like fingering her own pussy and yet it was so different! Judging from Linda's moans and the way her hips were squirming against her hand Claire could tell that she was hitting Linda's good spots! Finally Claire could resist the temptation of Linda's sex no longer. Moving her hands away from Linda's snatch to her hips, she raised her face to Linda's pussy, opened her mouth, extended her tongue, and for the first time in her life tasted another woman's pussy! Now she definitely knew why men went down on women. Pussy was wonderful! The skin there was so soft and yielding, and yet in its own way compelling! The sweet-sour taste was much like her own, and yet was so different and unique. With her tongue in contact with Linda's clit, her nose nudged into the opening of Linda's vagina. She could feel Linda's wetness smeared against her cheeks. With her face buried in Linda's slit she could barely breath. And yet she loved it! She knew how wonderful it felt when someone did this to her. Now she could give that same pleasure to Linda! Claire so enjoyed loving Linda's pussy, if she could have buried herself in Linda's soft sweet sex folds she would have. She felt an increase in the tempo of Linda's thrusting and squirming against her. She knew very well what Linda was feeling as it was the same as the wonderful sensations that Linda was creating deep within her own pussy. The old saying was indeed true; it did take a woman to love another woman! Knowing that despite her Saphic inexperience she was creating the effect she hoped for and was giving Linda love and pleasure, Claire could stop worrying about her performance and simply enjoy this very special moment. She could give herself over to the marvelous sensations that her body was experi- encing. Faster and wilder her body gyrated as Linda probed, licked, and nibbled on her pussy. The acceler- ation of her passion had a corresponding effect on Linda. Linda too began rubbing her breasts over Claire's abdomen and grinding her crotch against Claire's questing lips as she felt her arousal building towards a climax. She wanted to take Claire there first though. She didn't want her new special friend to be left unfulfilled. As in response to her wishes, Claire's purring and whimpering became louder and her squirming and thrusting stronger until her body tensed. Crying out her joy, Claire felt waves of pleasure and contentment flood through her body as her orgasm broke over her. Hearing and feeling Claire come beneath her, Linda gave herself over to her own pleasure and permitted the orgasm she had been repressing to surge over and through her. For several minutes the two beautiful women were transported to another dimension of sensation. All awareness of this time and place was suspended as the wondrous marvel that is the female orgasm continued to work its magic for them. The volume and tempo of their release slowly subsided, though an occasional twitch or a muffled moan from one or the other indicated that their orgasms had not quite yet run their course. Completely wrung out from their orgasms, the two women collapsed. Linda somehow managed to flop over on her side to avoid crushing Claire, but that was all she could manage before she succumbed to the exhaustion of her cuming. With their cheeks resting on their lover's thigh and with lips but six inches from fragrant, moist nether lips, Linda and Claire dozed in peace and sexual satiation. Of course that satiation lasted for only about a minute after they awoke and settled into each other's arms for another session of cuddling and contentment. -The End - We hope you have enjoyed this, our twenty-first literary effort. Please feel free to convey comments and suggestions to us at BYMSAP@aol.com. You can also find our other literary efforts at our free author page at Kristen's archives at: /~Kristen/bymsap/index.htm Lisa & Sharon ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sun, not thinking about adult situations. Do your part to make our world a little safer. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 11

completely.txt

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I had always been careful not to be conspicuous, but I always wore the scantiest swimming suit of all the men in the pool or at the beach. Even at the beaches of Chicago, most of the guys wore these boxer trunks which reminded me of tennis shorts more than swimming suits. Since I was on the swimming team, and since I did not care to buy an extra pair of trunks, I always did have the smallest swimming suit -- although sometimes people would stare at me, I never paid much attention.Recently, however, most guys have taken to wearing these lycra trunks, so this summer I sent off to this place in California that sells extremely scanty posing suits for bodybuilders. After they came in the mail, I put them on under my clothes, and started off for my lunch hour at the pool. I had done this a few times, and had felt very exposed while lying under the sun with the girls nearby, but I never expected what happened next. I had always listened to them talking about their boyfriends and other assorted fraternity and sorority happenings, imagining myself as a part of the activities. I never expected that I would actually become a part of their frantic world. I often had to turn over and let my back get the sun in order to hide my erection, and I had to take special care to wash my new trunks in order to prevent staining.Here is where it gets interesting... I was walking toward the pool when this car pulls up and a bunch of girls start yelling "THAT'S HIM-GET HIM-THAT'S THE ONE WE WANT-NOW!" Two big guys get out with knives, and about three of these girls come with them, holding small guns in their hands. "Get into the car!" they yelled. I couldn't argue, although I did look for escape routes. I didn't find any.I was blindfolded and driven around for about one hour. I struggled all the time, but only heard female voices saying things like "He'll be a good one, we'll get a lot out of him!"I was then led into a large room and strapped to a platform, and there I was: my ankles and wrists tied, spread-eagled, and facing about 200 to 300 anxious co-eds. I had been abducted by a sorority. And the girls were not only hot and ready, they, were in the mood for what they called fun.The girl in charge took a microphone and said, "Here we have a teacher. Girls, we really have him!" A loud cheer, like men at a strip show."What am I given for his shoes?" The shoes got $5. The socks $6. After each piece of clothing was stripped form me, loud screams rang out from the crowd of nearly uncontrolled women and girls. I suddenly realized that I was the prize in a fund raiser! The shirt got $50. Then came the pants. The bidding was competitive, and meanwhile I tried to escape. The bidding continued for some time, and every few seconds she would prod me with a needle in order to make me squirm more, and this had the result of raising the bidding, screaming, and applause. The girls were frantic, but one finally came up with the top bid. She got to cut off the pants, and I was left wearing only my thin new posing suit.Then a new wrinkle came into it, one I did not expect at all: "Who would like to bid on the torture?" was the question. I saw electrodes, and they were connected to my chest, thighs, and biceps. With each bid, the money was collected and the voltage was increased. I jolted and throbbed on the stage in front of 300 women.Then a collar was put on me, an electric one. "What song shall we make him dance to?" was the call. $4,000 was the winning bid and I was forced to throb and pulsate to the rhythms while the women in the audience screamed and yelled. Each time the music gave a strong beat, I was given a strong jolt, sometimes on my neck, sometimes on my stomach, sometimes on my legs. BOOM, JOLT; BOOM BOOM, JOLT thighs; BOOM, BOOM, NECK STOMACH; and so it went. I was exhausted, but the electric shocks made me keep pulsating. Then the shocks stopped, and I was given a rest. The sweat came from every part of my body and began to cool. This caused me to shiver and my muscles trembled. I almost cursed the hours I spent in the gym lifting weights. I wanted to sleep, but as soon as I started to rest, another electric shock would hit my abdominals.The mistress of ceremonies then did something I didn't expect: "WHO WILL BID ON THE TRUNKS? THESE LITTLE BITS OF CLOTH? WHO WANTS TO SEE HIM COMPLETELY NAKED? COMPLETELY!?" The bidding was frantic, and I don't remember the amount. But I was soon naked in front of 300 women, who were screaming and shouting, and I was throbbing to the rhythms of the rock station they hooked up to my body. "WHO GETS TO PLAY WITH HIS SHAFT?" was the next call. I had no rest while the bidding went on, still vibrating to the rock music. One of the women finally won, and she came up to me. She slowly put her hand on my penis and stroked the under-side of it. She tried every variation possible, and was very slow. I was torn between a desire to escape and a desire to cum. Every time I was about to cum though, she would stop until my shame and humiliation caused me to loose my erection. Then she put a cock ring on me and I found that I no longer lost it despite my embarrassment of being so exposed and dominated in front of 300 women. She continued to play and, after what seemed hours of her squeezing and stroking which caused more muscle tensing on my part, I came. I was then put out into another room and told that I could put my clothes on and continue with my business. Now anytime I walk down a street and see some women coming the other way, I remember that day.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 64

helping2.txt

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Allis sat in Wendy's room on the bed. Her vagina ached like she had shoved a horse cock inside of herself, but the again, Frank was no slouch in that area, he might even be thicker the some horse cocks she thought, but she didn't dare show how sore she was, she had plans for her and her son and if all went well, by midnight she would be as sore as she was and perhaps both would be pregnant with Frank's babies. Wendy came in from the bathroom, still damp, a little pruned from falling asleep in the hot tub water. She had a towel covering her breast and past her bottom and one wrapped around her heir like a turban. Wendy jumped when she came into the room and seen her mother setting on the bed, she put her hand over her heart and gasped, "You scared the B-Jesus out of me mom.""I'm sorry dear," Allis said and smiled very lightly. "Well I talked with Frank." she stated bluntly losing her small smile all together, if her plan had a chance, she needed to sound and look sincere."Oh thank you mom, you are the best," Wendy said setting on the bed next to her. "How is he, is he still angry."Allis had talked with Frank in depth about what she was planning and asked him if he would be able to get hard again and perhaps impregnate his mom too. Frank said, "God grandma, I'm hard as hell now just thinking of this, thank you for helping me."Allis places her hand on Frank's thigh and could see his cock jerk and thicken. "Relax stud, that's not happening with me again, not tonight anyway." Allis could feel the walls of her clitoris getting wet, but she was also sore there to. She looked deep into her grandson's eyes. "There's only two things you really need to do, first please don't forget your old grandma and second, when your mother comes to talk with you tonight, act the part we discussed.""Oh grandma, I could never..." Frank started, but Allis cut him off with a kiss on the lips, their tongues played delightfully. When they separated, she looked into his eyes and smiled wickedly then left his room. Now Allis contemplated her daughters question and with an Oscar winning performance she half lied. "Angry, no dear he's not angry. That would be the easy part, then you could matter-of-factly set him down and explain what is and what is not.""I don't understand," Wendy said, her expression shifting from joy to concern, she now sat uneasy working her hands together as if she were working some unseen clay in her palms."I know you don't baby, that's the problem. You reacted to him without really listening," Allis said, tugging at the top of her towel and freeing her perky breast. They were identical to her own a decade ago with large puffy areolas and long thick nipples that jutted out and up better then an inch. Allis cupped her breast, sliding her nipples between her two center fingers so she could still give her breast a firm squeeze. "Frank said your breast were lovely, he is right, they are and you teased him with these, then turned your back to him like he was a freak of nature.""No!" Wendy challenged. "I love my son, I would do anything for him, even die for him, you know that mom; don't you?" Wendy said twisting her statement into a question. Allis squeezed her breast again, puckering her hands and pulling her nipples between her fingers. Wendy's reaction was to slightly push forward and let a light moan escape her lips."Yes baby, I know that, the problem is, is that Frank does not and even though we talked for a long time and he will not leave, I think you have broken his spirit." Allis released her nipples and breast, then cupped them from beneath. "He may even turn gay or worse because of your actions."As Wendy spoke her mother rubbed her long nipples with the flat of her thumbs, causing them to thicken and become longer, like two small cocks. She was having the effect she wanted. Wendy knew she was getting turned on by her mother's hands, but was so concerned for her own son, she did not consciously react. The words that escaped her mothers mouth horrified her, it was not a fact of Frank being gay, no matter what she would love her son, but if she was the direct cause of it, and then there was that "or worse"; my god, she thought, what could be worse then turning your son from one sex drive to another with your own actions. "Mom" Wendy started pushing her breast again into her hands. "What do you mean worse?"Allis knew she had her daughter where she wanted her, her breaths were becoming shallow and her breasts were heavy and hard. She could see the micro shifts in her setting posture as if something was tickling her deep inside."He could wither and withdraw from life altogether and become the freak he thinks he is." With this, Allis released her daughter's breast and could hear a slight sigh in her moan."Oh my god, momma; what am I going to do?" Wendy asked her voice had the tone of oncoming tears in it."Do you really want to know what I think?" Allis asked knowing she was in total control now."Please, what should I do?" Wendy begged.Allis stood up looking down at her daughter and pulled the towel from her exposing her thick red thatch of hair that covered her mound. Frank will love this she thought. "Put on your thin robe and nothing else, go to him and talk, but if he wants to touch you; let him, not just let him, give yourself to him, what ever he wants."Wendy blushed deep red. "Mother; I can't do that, it's incest and even you said this should, could never happen."Allis crossed her arms beneath her breast and gave her daughter a scornful glair. "OK, I'm going to explain this to you only once, you can take my advice or leave it!" Allis scolded, Wendy retracted as she had hoped she would. "I know what I said earlier, but that was before you put my grandsons entire future in jeopardy, things are different now and will always be different one way or the other. If I could fix this myself I would, but it's not me that can fix it, it's you baby, only you."Without allowing Wendy to rebut her words, Allis turned and left the room, even though it was painful to walk normal, she forced it and excepted the pain, looked forward to the next time, craved it, only this time she hoped she could be conscious to really enjoy and embrace it. Frank sat on his bed, his deflated cock rested limply between his legs and his body was pink from masturbating into his toilet several times, just thinking of his grandmas pussy wrapped around his undulating cock while he fucked her in and out had spurred a sexual frenzy in him he had never felt before, even now, just thinking of his grandmothers body caused his limp cock to jerk and begin to thicken. He didn't know how many more times he would jack himself off but each time his balls had made the new cum to splash down into the toilet bowl and even now his large balls were thickening with even more semen.Frank was about to turn the lights out when a very light knock came on the door, in an instant he knew who it was. Frank sat down on the bed and covered himself with his top sheet, then in a withdrawn voice he answered. "Come in."The door opened slowly as Wendy's head eased around the jam. "Can I come in?" she asked timidly, a light smile on her lips."If you really want to," Frank said and shifted so there was room on the bed for his mother to set.The door opened and Wendy walked in, Frank's cock jumped when he seen her standing there, but his expression was steady and withdrawn. He could see his mom had on a night slip that she was wearing like a robe, only it was nearly transparent in the hallway light and he could tell instantly that she had nothing on beneath. Her breast pushed the flimsy materiel out and left folded streamers from her long thick nipples, her pubic hair was visible and if you had not known you might think it were a dark pare of panties.Frank looked at her with a long face and only sat on the bed motionless. "Can I set down?" Wendy asked, and without a reply, she sat on the edge of the bed next to her son. She was twisting into knots inside, she loved her son so very much, but this still felt very wrong. But still, he mother had never lied to her, not that she was aware of anyway. Wendy decided to take whatever happened one step at a time, but she would not make the first physical move. "I'm sorry I hurt you baby," she said, her lower lip quivering.Frank looked up at her, his face long and drained of color, only a fading pinkish look. "It's OK mom, I know what all people think of me. I understand that now better then ever."Wendy's heart pounded heavy in her chest, this is not the conversation she wanted to hear, her live, vivacious son was draining away in front of her eyes. "No baby, you're wrong, mommy doesn't think of you badly, or even as being different, I was just afraid and confused.""Confused!" Frank blasted. "How the hell do you think I fell, my mother shows me the compassion I was looking for, then turns her back on me making me feel like some cheep circus show."Wendy became annoyed with his continued reference to being a freak and grabbed his hands in hers and shook them. "Quit!" She demanded. "You're not a freak and damn-it I want you to quit thinking like that!"Frank lowered his head and began to sob quietly, this was easy for him, he only had to think of his girlfriend rejecting him and tears streamed automatically. "I'm sorry mom." Frank apologized in a quiet voice.Wendy seen the tears dropping to his bare chest and was terrified that she had brought tears to her son. "You stupid bitch, your just pushing him further away." She scolded herself silently and pulled his hands so he was hugging her, she pushed her body up against him and began to sob lightly herself. "Baby, I'm so sorry, mommy never meant to hurt you."Frank pulled her tighter to him, he could feel her hardening nipples against his chest. In her ear he whispered in a sad voice. "It's not your fault mom, I know you are doing all you can, you're a good mother, the best and the prettiest too," Frank said, he rubbed her back softly and pulled his mother closer to him.Wendy reacted to his affection with a soft sigh and held him tightly. "You are such a wonderful son, any mother would be proud to have you as her own." she cooedFrank pulled his face back and kissed her on the forehead, allowing his lips to stay connected a little longer, then he kissed her above her eye, the bridge of her nose, Wendy closed her eyes enjoying the soft affection as Frank kissed her on each eyelid. Each kiss soft and affectionately longer then the last. Wendy's heart was pounding, this felt so much like making out and she instinctively wanted to pull back and stop her son, but her own mother's voice kept ringing in her ears. "What ever he wants, do it." Frank kissed her on each cheek and the pecked her on the lips, when she did not object or pull back he kissed her again, allowing his lips to linger longer then a sons kiss, then again and this time he pressed his tongue to her lips. Once again Wendy did not pull away or object, Frank kissed her again, this time Wendy opened her mouth and accepted his tongue. Frank rolled his tongue and touched hers, Wendy was feeling the effect of his wet sensuous kissing and moaned into his mouth, her tongue began to reply to his lusting assault, his head twisted to the side as he eased more of his tongue into her mouth, wrapping it completely around her tongue and sucking gently. Wendy had never been kissed like this and her body was reacting, her areolas puffed more and became hard, as did her nipples. Her breathing became quick as the wetness between her legs caused her juices to trickle down to her tight squirming butt. Finally she pulled away and looked deep into his eyes."My goodness," Wendy boasted, her bras rising and falling with her breaths. "Where did you learn to kiss like that?""You didn't like it?" Frank asked shyly."On the contrary, I think that was the best any man has ever kissed me," Wendy said and blushed. "Just how long is your tongue?"Frank smiled. "You will have to wait for our next kiss to find out mom."Wendy was caught, hook line and sinker, she wanted to taste his tongue again, see just how long it was, she leaned forward again and this time Frank held her off. "What's wrong?" she asked, concerned she had maybe moved to fast.Again Frank smiled and pulled back the sheet exposing himself to her, Wendy gasped at the sight of his thickening cock laying between his legs, even though she had seen it before, its size and girth was ever breathtaking. "Mom, I want to see you like this, necked here with me."Wendy heard that cry of sanity that said say no again, but this time, she not only could hear her mother's warnings, but her own lusty mind crying 'yes' without a word more she stood and let the flimsy material drop to the floor, then stood and slowly turned until she was facing her son again. "Do you like what you see?" she asked nervously."Oh god mom, you have the most beautiful body in all the world," Frank breathed."The let's kiss again," she said and started to set on the bed, then stopped and straddled his legs and leaned forward planting her lips to his. Their mouths opened and Wendy accepted her sons tongue eagerly, sucking it to the back of her mouth, then to her surprise, she was swallowing on it, thick and twisting she could feel it going down her throat. Like a six inch cock with ability she sucked and swallowed on it, as she did she could feel her sons cock growing between her legs. Wendy squirmed this way and that, getting a better feel of the pulsating tool. Her pussy lips spread with the juices that now flowed and her lips wrapped nearly halfway around his girth.Frank moved his hands up lightly and caressed her breast firmly but with a gentle touch, his fingers found her long thick nipples and squeezed and pulled them, she was breathing hard into his mouth, still sucking on his tongue Frank played with her breast, areolas and nipples as she began to rock back and forth along his thick cock.Wendy started making slight squeaking sounds with her mouth, her head pulled back allowing Franks tongue to slip from her sucking lips. Now able to breath her undulations picked up as her squeaking turned into moans and cries of emotion. Frank lowered his face to her breast and sucked the top half into his mouth as his tongue went to work massaging her nipples as he had his grandmothers not more then two hours back."Oh, oh, g-god BABY!" Wendy cried. "I-I can't b-believe I'm d-doing this, with a sixteen year old, b-boy, let alone, my own SON!"Frank released her breast and looked into her eyes. "Do you want me to stop mom?" he asked and knew the answer in her eyes before she even had a chance to speak."OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! I'M SOOO CLOSE!"Frank once again began to suck and play with his mother's breast, only he reached down and lifted his cock so its warm pulsing side was pushed firmly against her vagina, he could feel the head of her clitoris rubbing along its surface then he wriggled his cock back and forth. Wendy screamed loud enough that Frank felt cretin his grandmother could hear, then she went into deep shivering convulsions he cunt lips trying desperately to clinch around his cock and suck it deep inside her. "OH GOD BABY! I'M CUMMMING!" Wendy screamed as her entire body tightened and Frank could feel the splash of her own juices coat the side of his cock.Frank's cock was painfully hard again as his mother collapsed backward onto the bed, her breath heaving as if she had ran a marathon and won. Frank allowed his mother to only slow her breathing as he slipped out from beneath her and pushed her all the way back against the mattress and spread her legs wide. Wendy was to far gone to realize what he was doing until he slipped a finger inside her throbbing wet cunt and slowly, methodically began to finger fuck her, exploring all the areas that heightened his mothers reactions bringing her to several micro orgasms, then he leaned forward kissing her stomach just below her breast, working down, his finger now joined by another worked wonders on her séances."Oh baby, what you're doing to me baby, my own son. Oh god please don't stop, it's been so very long," she moaned and pleaded and her son moved further down, her flat stomach, then her navel and to her hair line, kissing the thighs on either side until he removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue, pushing it in as far as it would go. Wendy shuttered and came at once. Frank loved the taste and swallowed her juices as quickly as he could, then with his lips as his tongue worked deep within her, he began sucking her clitoris until he found the hard cap, so much like his grandmothers had been, Frank wrapped his lips around it and sucked.Wendy went over the edge, her hips bucked up to his invading tongue and sucking lips, her legs wrapped firmly around his head and pulled him deeper into her as her body shook with each micro orgasm, each one deeper, longer then the last."Oh, ah, baby, s-suck... ah, ah! Mommy's pussy needs it so bad! Oh make meeee... ohhhh... make me c-cum!" Wendy squealed, her climax approaching like a bullet, then she exploded into his mouth. Wendy screamed, Frank could not contain all of the juices that rushed into his sucking mouth. Her body went limp as he pulled back swallowing all he could, he looked down at his mother and realized she and her mother were very similar in more ways then he had ever known and he loved it.Frank looked down at the unconscious body of his mother, her vagina dripping from her own juices and his saliva, he wasted no time, Frank spread her legs wide and pulled her to the edge of his bed, placing his enormous 13 inch cock at her opening his bulbous mushroom head hid her opening as he pushed into her, with great effort, his bulbous head folded and pushed past the opening, each inch was like a velvet glove, wet warm and unlike his grandmothers, his mothers cunt matched his own throbbing meet with the walls of her clitoris undulating, sucking him deeper and deeper until he was 10 inches into her and he could feel the walls of her cervix massaging the head of his cock. He had never felt anything like this, god his mother was milking his cock, even unconscious her cunt was sucking him, beckoning him deeper and deeper until he dared go no further and began to slide in and out of her, pulling out until only the head of his cock was inside her, then thrusting deep into her. Slowly at first, then faster and faster until he was pounding her with a jackhammer action. "Oh god mom, you are so fucking tight, so fucking hot." he moaned and watched as her eyes flickered and then shot open. She arched her back and started fucking back, her face twisted in orgasmic lust and the pain of being stretched to her limit, at first she thought he had fingered her and when she passed out he had shoved his entire arm inside of her, then she seen his chest rising and falling and knew somehow he had shoved that enormous, wonderful cock deep into her. Frank continued to pound into her, and she knew she had cum more times this day then in a year of her marriage to John. Her cunt was aching and still she wanted more. Frank could feel the walls of her cunt working, the muscles clamping, pulling and milking his cock, he looked into her eyes and realized for the first time she was awake and she wasn't screaming for him to stop. "I love you mommy" Frank panted, his own orgasm building, his balls itched, his cock undulated like a big snake swallowing its prey. He leaned forward and kissed his mother, she could taste her own juices in his mouth and it brought her to the top of another orgasm."Give me it all baby, fuck momma with all of that cock, push please push." she moaned as she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him deeper then he had ever been into her.""Oh god momma, mommy, I'm Cumming, I, oh, ah, oh mommy, mommy I" Frank felt his cock-head slip into the warmth and grip of his mothers cervix, she clamped down and went into a screaming orgasm as his own hit like a freight train. "Oh baby cum for mommy, cum inside of me, oh, ah, ah, aaaahhnnggg!" his mother screamed and went tense clamping down on him like a vice."Oh god mommy, I'm cumming, nnnnggggg!" Frank screamed at the same time as his mother, when she clamped down on his throbbing cock, he came, more then he had ever came before, more then he had shot deep into his grandmother, his white thick juices oozed out from the tightly clamped cunt like a thick lubricant, but he continued to cum, her cunt milked him until they were both spent and he collapsed onto the bed next to her, his thick cock still deep inside her cunt, pumping and being milked until they both slipped into a deep sleep, wrapped in each others arms, still connected. Wendy knew beyond any doubt, that she was becoming pregnant with her sons baby and at this moment she didn't care, she wanted it, she wanted him and would do anything he asked to keep him.Allis was standing necked as she opened Franks bedroom door and seen the two lovers asleep, holding and still connected, she pulled the sheet from the floor and covered them both then rubbing her own belly, thought she would bye two pregnancy test in a week or so, but felt confident she knew what the outcome would be. She loved her grandson and his cock so much and she began to think of ways she could get the three in bed together, but that's another story ****-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 58

firstlove.txt

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Maria was new in town, her family had just moved to Springfield early this past summer. The town was much larger than the little farming town from whence they came. During the end of summer, as she prepared for her first year of high school, the fifteen year old girl noticed many of the boys looking her over. Her body was filling out and every male her age noticed. As she started school, she would get looks from guys in the hallways every day, other girls were jealous of her. She would typically wear nice sundresses that showed off her figure as well as her long, golden brown legs. At 5'1", Maria was not very tall, but she still had very ample breasts. Of course, the boys noticed those as well.One day, as she sat in the library after lunch, a rather large boy came up to her. It was Tom, the captain of the football team; he was 6'2" tall and looked like a football player, weighing nearly 215 pounds. He spoke very nicely to her and politely asked her for her phone number, flattered, she gave it to him. The two spoke often on the telephone, she really started to like him, it was her first real crush. After talking on the phone every day for a couple weeks, Tom asked Maria out on a date. She said that she had to check with her parents, and they said yes, provided of course that they got to meet him. Very excited, Maria looked forward to her first date with Tom. When the day came, everything went perfectly. Tom and her dad hit it off, he complimented Maria's mom, and Maria herself was so happy that her family accepted her first boyfriend. That first night, the two of them went to the dinner and a movie. At the movie Tom put his arm around Maria and held her close. The two young teens were in love. Tom was a perfect gentleman.They would continue to date each weekend, and it seemed to Maria that Tom became a little less gentleman-like with each passing week. She understood that he was a senior and she was only a freshman, but she didn't like the pressure he was putting on her sexually. First, he pressured her to kiss, and then he pressured her to let him touch her tits. Every week was more of the same.Finally, after two months of dating, the pressure he put on her was for her to have sex with him. She kept telling him no, that she was going to save herself for marriage. He kept saying he loved her and that if she really loved him she would do this.It eventually came to a head one Saturday night. Tom and Maria had gone to a movie, and they made out during the film. When they got into his car, he leaned over and started kissing her again and he began fondling her tits, too. Maria pulled back, saying it was time to go home. Tom said that they didn't have to go home, it was only 10:30, and her curfew was midnight. He suggested that she come over to his house as his parents were away, when she asked what he wanted to do over there, he just smiled. Maria grew angry, saying that he was treating her like she was a Mexican whore. He snapped back that if she were a Mexican whore, at least he would have gotten some by now! By now their argument had drawn a crowd of teens in the movie theater parking lot. Maria smacked his face and got out of his car, crying. Tom got out and yelled at her, "Fine, you fucking bitch, we're through, and you ain't that hot anyway!" His false bravado didn't fool the other members of the football team who clowned him for being dumped and smacked by a freshman girl. "Man, she punked you!" "Look! I think he's gonna cry!" "Wow! Did you she the right hand smack down she gave my boy?" Other similar comments rained down on Tom as he fumed.Maria was an emotional wreck. She had broken up with the first love of her life, and it hurt so badly. She moped around her house for a few days, depressed. On the following Friday, she had started to gather herself together and was walking to class when Tom came up to her."What do YOU want?" Maria asked in disgust."I want to apologize for everything I said, and the way I acted. I was being stupid; I felt too much pressure from the meatheads on the team. I am so sorry, Maria. I never wanted to hurt you."Maria's eyes welled up, as he sounded so sincere. "Do you mean that?""Sure I do, look I don't care if you want to save yourself for marriage, that's your decision. We can still have fun together like we used to, can't we?" Tom asked her.Maria got a wide smile on her face "Yes, we can Tom! I love you!""I love you too, babe. Let's start all over. What do you say we show up those guys on the team and head to the party tomorrow night?"Maria said sure, and practically floated to her next class. All through her last classes she was just thinking of what to wear for her first night back together with Tom. It would be sweet to go to the party that the team was holding, to show those guys that they couldn't mess with mans' relationships!Maria got home from school and immediately started going through her closet for something special to wear Saturday night. She eventually settled on a sexy flower print dress, and for this occasion she would wear the sheer stockings that she saved for special events. She also planned to do up her hair; she was going to have a great time! She woke up early Saturday and painted her nails, and also did her toenails a nice shade of deep red. The shoes she picked out were small 2" heels, but they were open toed, so she thought painting her toenails was a must.As the time neared for Tom to pick her up for the party, Maria was getting ready. She slid her stockings up her legs, put on her sexy loose flowered dress that came down to a couple inches above the knee. The dress and hose together really showed off her legs. She looked at herself in the mirror and twirled around so the dress spun up, showing the tops of her stockings. Maria was so excited.Around 8:30 she heard a car pull up outside, it was Tom! Giddy, Maria hugged her mom goodbye and went out to see him."Wow! You look amazing!" Tom said as she approached the car."Why, thank you sweetie!" Maria replied and gave him a kiss on the cheek, then had to wipe off the smudge from her burgundy lipstick. "So, where is the party?" she asked."Oh, it's at John's, but I gotta give a couple of dudes a ride, is that okay?"Maria gave a phony frown, and then smiled. "It's okay honey, as long as I've got you!" And she took his right hand into her left hand as they drove down a couple more blocks. As they approached a house, two of the other football players came walking out. Maria recognized the real big one as Buster, he played center, the other boy was named Tony, but she did not know him that well. Buster walked over and stuck his head in the car. "Why hello, lovebirds." He said sarcastically. Tom told him to shut up and get in the back. Maria could've swore she saw Tom wink at Buster as he got into the car, but she blew that thought out of her head."Oh, Tom I forgot to tell ya, we have to go get the twins, Dave's car broke down." Buster says. The twins, as even Maria knew, was what they called the two wide receivers, they always hung out together and earned the corny nickname."Shit!" Tom exclaims. "How can we fit those dumb asses in here? You're gonna squash my girl!" Exasperated, he turns to Maria. "Is that all right honey? It's only about 2 miles to the party from their place"Maria shrugged her shoulders and said okay as they drove two blocks down the road and pulled up to a house where the two guys waited outside. Maria felt like each of them looked her over as they said hello. Chris had to sit up front with Maria and Tom. Maria scooted over to the middle of the front seat.Tom rubbed his hand on her knee, looked at Maria and smiled. "It's gonna be okay, honey. Everything is gonna be just fine." Maria smiled, and then heard laughter from the back seat.As they drove, it seemed to Maria like it had to be further than two miles, but she was just upset that her and Tom didn't get to drive there alone.Something else odd in the car, the guys in the back were not talking at all, a very odd silence consumed everyone. And, out of the corner of her eye, Maria could've sworn she saw Chris looking her up and down. It gave her the creepiest feeling, but she played it off. As they continued to drive further in silence, Maria began to feel a little nervous; she started twirling her finger in her hair, an old habit of hers. The small little Mexican girl was driving along in a car with 5 big 18-year-old high school football players. Worse yet, she not only had no clue where they were going, she had no idea where they were right now! She heard the guys in the back seat whispering among each other. Maria now felt very weird, like something strange was afoot."Tom, where is this party?" Maria asks. Tom does not respond, he just turns down another road that she has never seen before."Are you lost, honey? You can tell me." Maria's words might as well have been spoken to a rock as Tom just keeps on driving. The uncomfortable silence of the other four guys makes her even more nervous."Tom, why won't you say anything?" Maria asks, starting to get scared.Just then Tom turns down another road, it is barren with woods on one side and a large grassy field on the right. Tom pulls the car over to the right.Tom turns to Maria, and his tone is very dark and evil as he speaks, "Okay, Maria we are at the party." Maria looks around as sees an empty grass field and no people for miles."What are you talking about, Tom? There's nobody here." She says."Well, you little cocktease, tonight YOU are the party. I am getting some of that hot Mexican pussy, and then I'm gonna let my boys here have a taste too!"Maria's eyes grew wide. "No! Tom, don't do this, No!"Tom motions to the other guys in the car with his hands, the doors open and the guys start to exit the car.Tom opens the trunk, as the other four guys start walking to the field."Hey, Chris!" Tom yells from behind the car. "We can't party without her, right?" he says pointing at Maria, who still sits frightened and sobbing in the car.Chris leans into the passenger side door "Let's go sweet thing!" He says and grabs the petite 15 year old and drags her from the car as she cries for help."Nooooo! Let me go!"The other guys all are making comments about Maria and how hot the fifteen-year-old freshman looks tonight. "Oh man! I can't wait to knock off a piece of that hot ass!""No shit! Did you see the legs on that bitch?""Legs? How about those tits?"Tom has taken a large blanket out of the trunk and he walks into the field, followed by the other guys and Chris, who is dragging Maria along as she bawls, "Nooooooo! Pleasee! Don't do this! NOOOOOO! OhhhNooo! Hellpp Meee!"Maria is trying to struggle, but her petite little frame is no match for the much stronger football player, who suddenly was getting help as Dave grabbed her other arm and the two guys dragged the screaming fifteen-year-old Latina beauty into the field.Further ahead of them, Tom had already spread out the large blanket and was waiting for them. Tony and Buster walked over to assist with their prize."Getoffffmee! Noooooo! Helpppp! Somebody pleasee!" Maria's cries echoed in the empty night air, there would be no help coming for this young girl. Her curly black hair wildly flailing about, she kept stumbling as her 2" heels repeatedly got caught in the grass. The tears were streaming down her face as the guys dragged her over to the scene of her upcoming rape.The guys and Maria reached the blanket, and they forced her down on her back."Okay, boys let's get her ready for Tom!" Yells Chris, and the four guys hungrily and savagely attack the sexy fifteen year old."Ahhhhhhhh Nooooo!" Maria screams as the four at once pounce on her small prone body.Maria is down on her back, the four guys holding her down as they fondle her luscious body. Her head shakes back and forth as she cries at the assault.Chris grabs at her right tit, squeezing it, and then he pulls the girls flower print dress at the shoulder, tearing the fabric. He then proceeds to slide his hand back under her dress to her breast. "Man! This chick has some real nice tits! This is gonna be great!" Chris exclaims.Dave is on her other side; he yanks her dress off of her left shoulder and then begins molesting the girl by groping her left breast. "Damn straight! You ain't kidding Chris!"Tom is standing back, watching with a grin as his teammates go to work preparing this little freshman girl for her rape.Maria is crying harder, still pleading with the horny guys as the grope all over her body and continued to fondle and strip her. As she kicks, Maria's black 2" heels fly off of her stocking covered feet.So far Chris and Dave have torn her dress at the shoulders and pulled it down her chest and are now playing with her nice sized tits.Meanwhile, at her lower body, Buster and Tony are getting started with the hot Latina.Tony, on her right side, slides his hands up her stocking covered legs and under her dress. He feels up to her crotch, and finds that she is wearing a thong!"Damn! This bitch is good to go! Are you kidding me, pumps, stockings, and a thong! This girl is ready for a good fucking!" Tony remarks.Buster is exploring her left side, squeezing her smooth thighs as he fondles the Mexican beauty. "God Damn! I can't wait to ride this hot young thang!"Chris grabs her dress, and with Dave's help, they yank and pull tearing it off of Maria's body. The dress rips down the middle, so they just rip it in half.Maria is lying there, now the only thing keeping her from being completely nude is her black bra covering her large tits, and the black thong that covers her virgin pussy.Buster and Tony are pulling off the tan stockings that cover her legs. Buster pulls off her left stocking and then strokes her smooth, soft leg "Shit! This slut doesn't even need no stockings! Check it out!" Tony strokes her right thigh and agrees.Maria is now pinned down wearing only a bra and thong. Hungrily, Chris tugs at her bra and it gives way and comes off in his hand, he then tosses it aside. Dave grabs the torn dress that lies primarily under Maria and yanks it away.Last, but not least, her thong. Buster is practically drooling as he pulls her thong down her legs and throws it to the side.Now Maria is completely nude and ready for fucking. Chris and Dave are groping her naked tits in their hands. Tony and Buster are squeezing and groping her sexy smooth legs.Maria is crying, still. Every once in a while she yells as her voice starts to grow hoarse. It is evident to her that no help will be coming."WHY TOM? Why are you doing this?" she sobs.Tom approaches the naked fifteen-year-old. "Me? Bitch, if you would have just fucked me when I wanted this wouldn't have been necessary, would it? But no, you had to have your way, and then you smacked me! You FUCKING BITCH, you smacked me! In front of my boys! Oh no, you are gonna pay you little cocktease, and you are gonna pay big time tonight!"Tom unfastens his jeans and gets set to pop Maria's cherry as his four buddies step back to enjoy the show.Maria actually attempts to get up and flee after the four guys get up off of her, but in a flash Tom is pinning her back down as she screams. "Tom!Don't!NOOOOO!""Shut up you fucking tease!" Tom growls and slaps her face. "And THAT'S for smacking me!""Tom, please! Please stop! I loved you! Tom, NOOO!" Maria cries as he climbs in between her sexy, slender legs."Just shut up, Maria!" he says "This is gonna happen, and it's gonna happen NOW!"He roughly drops his body onto her naked struggling form, grabbing her arms and pinning them down. His knees force her legs apart, and he leans in close to her ear, talking to her."Oh yeah, bitch! I have been waiting for this for months, ever since I saw your hot Mexican ass flaunting you body all over town, you DESERVE this!"Maria is still sobbing as Tom gets his rock hard cock ready at her virgin entrance. He slides it up and down her slit, making sure she knows what's coming.He yells over to his friends as they drink beer and look on "Hey boys, get a good look at this cunt as I break her cherry, get ready for her to scream!"He begins forcing his dick into her tight pussy, a little bit, and then he is ready. Tom pulls it back so that just the tip remains inside of Maria, and then he slams down into her."Aggghhhhhhh... Owwwwwwwwwwww... God it hurts!" She cries out in pain.He thrusts up and down again, and on the fourth push, he breaks her hymen."OWWWWWWW... OHNOOOOOOOO!" Maria is crying much harder now.Feeling the breakthrough, he smiles and pumps up and down in a piston-like manner.Looking right into her teary eyes, he rapes the girl with long, hard strokes.His large cock tears into her very tight pussy as she cries.The scene on the blanket is one of a petite little fifteen-year-old hot Mexican girl, as she lies naked on her back getting slammed and raped by a much larger football player. Four other large boys are watching and enjoying the show, and they are also waiting their turn. Maria's legs are kicking on either side of Tom as he fucks her hard.Pumping into the formerly virgin girl, he is smiling from the act and the feeling the walls of her very tight snatch hugging and milking his cock. He had never known when they went out, but Maria has a very neatly trimmed bush, and the light feel of her pubic hair on his balls excites him even more."OWWWWW! OHMYGOD! IT HURTS SO MUCH, PLEASE STOP! UGHHH... OWWWW... AGHHH... OWWW!"Tom is raping his former girlfriend very roughly, slamming into her so hard with each thrust that her entire body moves backwards a few inches. Her dark hair is a mess, sprawled all around her pretty face. Maria's large tits bounce wildly as she is raped mercilessly."UHHHHHHH... OWWWWWW... WHYYYYYY?" She sobs.He fucks her harder and harder as he feels his balls tighten. Thrusting into her using all his strength, he pumps into her five more times before he comes."Oh yeah! Oh Yeah, Maria... take this load bitch!" Tom growls as his seed erupts from his cock and spurts deep into the fifteen year old. Finally, the speed of his fucking slows and then stops with his cock buried deep inside of her. As he slides his dick from her prone body, he notices how tight her pussy still is and tells the guys."Damn, this bitch is still nice and tight! Well, enjoy boys!"He gets up and looks down at naked Maria as she lay on the blanket softly crying over her lost virginity. She curls into a fetal position.Tom walks over to the guys and is tossed a beer as he high fives his buddies."So," he asks, "Who's up next?""I am!" says Chris as he removes his jeans and walks over to the girl."Hey, missy, we ain't done yet!" he says to her as he rolls her onto her back again.Chris walks over to the sobbing girl, he is very big nearly as big as Tom, as he is 6'1" 210 pounds. Like Tom, he possesses a huge dick, ready to rip into the petite fifteen year old. He forces her legs apart and slams into her with a vicious thrust."Not again! NOOOOOOOO!" Maria yells out as Chris starts to rape her.Grabbing her shoulders, Chris actually pulls her body down toward him as his pushes up into her. The pain causes her to whip her head backwards."Ughhhh... NOOOO!... OWWWWW... OWWWW... OWWWW!"Taking great pleasure in watching her large globes bounce about as he fucks her, Chris is very excited and fucks her faster and harder.Her sobs are even turning him on! Full of aggression now, he leans in close to her ear and talks to her "Damn you're a tight little bitch! I may have to come find you and do this again sometime on my own!"Maria can barely see through her tears, she sees the evil grin on Chris' face as he rapes her, and to the side he sees Tom and the other guys laughing, drinking beer and enjoying the view. She closes her eyes and cries even harder.Chris pumps into her wildly as he comes into her. "Ohhhh yeahhhhh! Yeahhhhh! Ughhhh!"Chris, satisfied with his work, gets up from the young girl and walks to the others high fiving Dave as they pass each other. "Go get her, Dave!"Maria looks up, and to her horror, she sees Dave standing over her dropping his pants. Dave is another big guy; he stands 6 feet tall, weighing nearly 200 pounds! Clearly another monster cock set to tear into the former virgin Maria!"OhhhhNoooooo! No More!"Dave smiles as he drops down onto her and slides his dick right into her pussy."Oh, Yes! More!" He says, grinning wildly, as he starts to take his turn fucking the hot young Latina. Dave lifts the girls' legs and holds them beside his waist as he bangs the hell out of her in the third consecutive rape of her cunt.Maria is still crying out, but her voice is breaking, as she is nearly hoarse.Dave is fucking her roughly with slow, but very hard strokes."Ughhh, yeahh... ughh, yeahhhh... take this you bitch, ughh!"He sloppily kisses her neck then sucks on it, giving her a hickey as he comes inside of her. "UGHHHHHHH! OH SHIT! YEAH!"Dave's seed shoots into the young girl. Maria's sobbing has lowered in volume again as he pulls out and tags the next guy, this time its Tony, the smallest guy of the group at only 5'9" 180 pounds, he is still much stronger and larger than the petite Maria.Tony drops his drawers, and looks over to the naked, sweaty, crying fifteen year old, as she lay prone on the blanket. His dick gets rock hard and he jumps onto her!"Fuck yeah! I've wanted to nail your hot little ass since I first saw you, bitch!" He says as he pounds her sore pussy with his hard member.Grabbing a breast with each hand, those are what he uses to pull himself back and forth into the girl.Defeated, Maria just cries as she is raped for the fourth time. Obviously easily excited Tony's' eyes get big as he squeezes her tits and bangs her cunt."Ohhhhh... Ohhh shittttt!" Quicker than any of the other guys, Tony dumps his load of sperm into the bitch."Way to go speedy!" the other guys laugh at him as he gets off of Maria and pulls his pants up. Embarrassed, Tony walks over and slams a beer.Buster is the last to go, he is also the biggest of the bunch. Standing over 6'4", and weighing over 250 pounds, he is massive.The big guy drops his pants, and Maria's eyes get even bigger at the sight of his mammoth cock!"Ohhhh Noooo! Nooo Moreeeee Please, Please Buster Don't!"Smiling broadly, Buster lifts up her legs and places them on his shoulders and starts to ram his huge dick into her sore pussy."UGHHHHHH! OHMYGAWDDDDD OWWWWWWWWW!"Relishing the look of terror and pain on her face, Buster slams even harder into her. He is so much bigger than the petite girl that she is sliding forward with each thrust and is nearing the edge of the blanket.The big guy fucks little Maria very hard, his cock being squeezed tightly by the walls of her cunt. Her tits, as much as they shook before, are really moving about as he pounds her pussy."OHHHHHHHNOOOOOO... GAWDDDDDDNOOOOO!"The other guys cheer and applaud, enjoying her loud cries.Maria lies on her back her legs hoisted way into the air and resting on Buster's shoulders as the large boy slams into her over and over.Buster finally feels his huge balls tighten. "Get ready bitch, it's gonna be a gusher!" he says.She screams as she feels his cock explode in her womb, what feels like gallons of sperm pump inside of the young girl."AHHHHH, YEAHHHH!" Buster moans as he finishes coming.He drops her legs to the ground, and the very sore Maria curls into a ball crying.Walking back to the group, Buster is patted on the back.Tom then speaks to the guys "Hey! What do you say we flip that cunt over and break her other hole in?" The guys in unison cheer the thought.Maria screams, hoarsely "Nnooooo!"Tom's four buddies walk over to her, and the golden brown skinned beauty is now covered with layer of sweat that glistens on her naked body.The four boys grab her and roll her face down on the blanket.Tom drops his pants and approaches Maria again. He gets on the blanket and again speaks into her ear. "Like I said, bitch, if you would've fucked me when I wanted none of this would have happened. This is all your fault."And, with that he grabs a handful of her hair and pulls her up."Get up on all fours, cunt!" she does so, still weeping.Keeping hold of her hair, Tom forces his dick into her very tight virgin asshole."Damn, so fucking tight," he groans as he finally succeeds in getting it inside."OWWWWWWWW!" The hoarse girl shouts.Tom begins to work his cock in her ass, back and forth, in and out.Crying even harder in pain, Maria's cries are very muted as she is completely hoarse.Tom keeps on thrusting in and fucking her hot ass. Her tears drop from her face onto the blanket as she is raped.Using her hair as a harness, he pulls back hard as he drives deep into her and blows his load deep in her rectum."OHH SHIT! Yeah take it bitch!" Tom moans as he finishes coming inside the sexy brunette.As Tom pulls his cock from Maria's ass, she crumbles to the ground in a heap. She is now sore in two holes."I wouldn't get too comfortable down there, the boys still have to take their turns!" Tom says, and smacks her naked ass and walks away.His buddy Chris comes over drops his pants and drags her back up by her hair."Get the fuck up, cunt!" He commands, getting her propped up on her hands and knees again. "YEEEE-HAAAAAWWW!" Chris shouts as he slams into her sexy ass, like Tom, he is pulling on her hair like the reigns of a horse.Maria is crying so much that the tears and now drool from her mouth fall onto the blanket beneath her. Her entire body is rocking to the anal rape she is enduring. While his right hand holds a handful of the girl's hair, his left hand reaches down and grabs a hold of her left tit and squeezes it as he rapes her faster and faster.Chris finally shoots off his load, pulls his cock out of her asshole, and like Tom, he smacks her ass before he walks away."Nice ride, bitch!" he says, laughing.Next up is Dave with his monster cock, and without saying a word he walks up to Maria and just stuffs his dick into her ravaged asshole. Instead of grabbing her hair, he puts a hand on each of her shoulders and holds her steady while he rapes her for the second time. All that you could hear is the distant laughing from the four guys, the slapping of skin on skin as Dave's waist slams against her smooth ass, and faintly, you hear the soft sounds of Maria sobbing during the entire ordeal."Ughhh... Ughhh!" Dave starts grunting as he starts to come. "UhhhOhhhYeahh!"He slides out of her and, keeping the tradition going, he slaps her ass and walks off."Okay, let's go speedy!" The other boys taunt Tony as the smallest guy steps up, but first he goes up to Tom and asks him a question."Sure, go ahead!" Tom replies, and then he turns to the others "Speedy here wants to fuck her titties instead of her ass, why not? Maybe he will last longer!"Tony drops his pants and rolls Maria onto her back again. The soft pleas of "No, don't" are all that escapes her deep red lips.He straddles her stomach and places his hard dick in between her large brown globes. Thrusting forward he begins to fuck her tits, squeezing them together as he does.Maria turns her head to the guys and sees them loving the view and laughing. She is almost too sore and tired to care about them watching anymore.Tony, meanwhile, has started to ride her titties faster and faster, and before she can turn away, she splashes his load onto her upper chest/chin and face."Yeah, squirt the bitch! Way to go T!" Comes the cheer from the groupHe climbs up off of her and pulls his pants up, and walks back and grabs a beer that is tossed to him. Unfortunately for Maria, now the big guy is ready for her ass!Big Buster walks over, picks her up and forces her to her hands and knees again and tries to force his huge member into her small ass. A high-pitched squeal emits from the petite fifteen year old as he squeezes his cock into her ass inch by inch."Damn, bro! It won't fit will it?" Tom asks from afar."Fuck yeah, it's going to fit!" says Buster, and he pushes all his weight forward and his massive cock slides into Maria as the squeals continue.Thankfully for her sake, the fit is so tight that it only takes a few pumps for Buster to fire his seed into her."Argghhhhhhhh! YESSSSS!" The large boy roars as he hits his peak. As he pulls out, there is an audible pop as his dick comes free.Finally, Maria thought, it's over. They have all raped her twice.They all high five and slam the last of their beers.Tom walks over to where the freshman girl lays in a heap, crying.She is a mess, cum all over her chest, some on her face, dripping from her ass and from her pussy. Sweat has mixed with cum and she is simply covered in sheer wet stickiness.Tom reaches down and grabs the blanket, and with a mighty tug, he rips the blanket out from under the girl. That sends her tumbling onto her side on the grass."Ok, grab her shit guys!" Tom says, and the guys gather up her stockings, her heels, her torn and tattered dress, her thong, and her torn bra.Maria's clothes, along with the blanket are placed on the trunk."Hey!" Tom calls to Maria. "If you want a ride home, you better get over here, we're leaving!"She struggles, and tries her hardest to stand, but falls down twice. She is so sore, in so much pain; it is nearly impossible to stand. She tries again, and rises uneasily on her wobbly legs. The naked girl starts to stagger over to the car."No, stop!" calls out Tom. "Crawl your skanky ass over here, bitch!" Maria drops down, and actually it may be easier for her this way, as she crawls across the grassy field to the space where the car is parked. After she reaches the five boys, Tom looks down at her "So, you want a ride home?" he asks.Slowly she nods her head."Well, I think you should pay your own way, I tell you what, you suck all of our dicks, and I'll take you home, how's that? It's either that or we leave you naked ass out here."She drops her head in sorrow. The sound of zippers being lowered cuts through the silence."Maria, as always, you can start with me," says Tom. "Now open those full red lips and blow me, cunt!"She opened her mouth and his dick was inserted into her mouth, enclosed within her full, deep red lips. Tom put his hands on the back of her head as he fucked her mouth."Oh, I hope you're thirsty, baby! You better swallow all of my stuff! Here it comes!"She nearly gags as stream after stream of sperm shoots into her mouth and down her throat.Relieved, Tom pulls out, and like the rest of the night, Chris goes next.He tells her she better use her tongue and she does so, moving almost in a hypnotic state now, she is a broken girl. Maria sucks off Chris and swallows most of his load, but some spills around her mouth and runs down her chin.Dave pulls out his cock and she instinctively starts sucking him off, moving at a rather rapid pace. She is consciously trying to make the guys come quickly to get this all over with. It works on Dave as he spurts into her mouth, then says "Watch this" and pulls his dick out as he is still coming, squirting cum all over Maria's face and hair.All of the guys laugh.Tony is next, and he puts his dick into the young girls awaiting mouth and she sucks him off as she cries. Like usual, he blows his load very fast. It was much less of a load than the other guys and she swallows all of his semen.Once again, the big guy goes last, as Maria looks at his exposed cock, she has doubts if it will even fit into her mouth! She opens wider and his member slides into her warm, wet mouth. Her entire body rocks back and forth as she works to get Buster off, as he prepares to cum, it dawns on her that it would be impossible for her to swallow all of his seed. He just shoots off so much! His eyes roll back and he groans as he starts spurting his load into her mouth, She takes in as much as she can, the rest is squirted on her naked chest, rolling in globs down her large tits.Buster pulls his dick back in his pants. Tom walks over to Maria, "Okay, guys give her back her shit!"The guys take her clothes from the trunk. Tom grabs the pile and takes her thong out. "This," he says "Will be our little memento of this fun night."He hands the rest of the pile to Maria. "Get dressed. Put it all back on, slut!"She is unable to put the torn dress back on, but Tom insists. "I said put it ALL back on, I don't give a fuck if it's ripped. Improvise."Maria decides the only way she can dress at all is to use what's left of her torn and tattered dress as a wrap, held in place by using the black bra as a belt. Then she slides the sheer stockings up her legs and puts her 2" heels back on. She really looks like a hooker who had a real bad night.She is pushed into the back seat of the car and they head back towards town.As they finally pass the "Welcome To Springfield" sign, she sighs in relief. They were almost home. Then, they drive past the main street near her home, and they continue into a run down area, as winos and gang members line the dingy streets. Suddenly the car pulls into an alley and stops."Okay, get out." Tom says to her. Buster opens his door and gets out. Maria sits still refusing to leave the car in this neighborhood, especially dressed like she was. She shook her head no.Tom sighs." Buster, get this bitch out of my car." Burly Buster reaches into the car and pulls the little fifteen-year-old out, then gets back in and the car speeds away.A tear drops down Maria's right cheek. She had finally thought she was home free, but it looks as if she may be far from it... The End*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 47

lace.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/30/lace.txt

Lacey is my hot wife who is open to all suggestions from me and just loves to fulfill all of my fantasies that we always discuss openly and act them out in our bedroom.It wasn't always like this, I remember how reluctant she was to let anyone see her body because she thought she was unattractive. Lacey is 5 foot 6 inches, long blonde hair, fair complexion, 36C-27-37. Wow! No sags and no stretch marks. Her tits stand right out and greet you proudly.I convinced Lacey to let me take a photo of her topless and post it on the internet with an anonymous email address and promised not to show her face, She reluctantly agreed and I posted a picture of her showing her perfect tits and waited for replies. We got slammed with emails from horny guys wanting to see more and offering to "FUCK HER GOOD!" Some of the emails were offers of jobs as an internet model for porn sites.Lacey agreed that her body must excite men and I convinced her to let me show her off a little for our own enjoyment. We went shopping and bought her a variety of mini skirts and sheer and low cut blouses and very sexy Victoria's Secret lingerie.When the weekend finally came I hurried home, anxious for the fun to begin. We had a couple drinks to calm us while she took a long hot bath. I recorded the bath on our video cam, making her really excited .She picked out a wrap around mini that came to her mid thigh and a low cut blouse that was only held closed with a bow if you left it unbuttoned. I had her button it at first so she could be more of a tease more later.We had one more drink for fortitude and jumped in the car. Lacey's skirt hiked way up as we drove and when we stopped for gas our windshield got the best and longest washing of its life by a young attendant.I stood outside and watched as he drooled over her legs, not to mention the abundant cleavage on display. I saw her reach down and hike her skirt up higher so he could see her sheer lace, yellow panties.When he finally came around to her for the money, I watched her reach out and rub the bulge in his pants until he shot right there in his shorts. He thanked my wife and told her that the gas was on him, (which wasn't all that was on him, judging from the wet spot on his pant's) and asked her to hurry back.Lacey was ready to hump anybody at that point! The attention and reaction of the attendant got her hot and wet like you wouldn't believe.We proceeded to the local adult bookstore and parked. Lacey asked me if I was sure wanted her to go in dressed like she was and I answered by reaching over and opening the door for her. I told her to go in and that I would follow in ten minutes so no one knew we were together. After ten long minutes I entered and saw her looking at a magazine.All eyes from the six guys in the store were on her, devouring and undressing her.When she saw me she winked and put down her magazine and went to a wall covered with vibrators and dildo's. I went over and noticed the magazine she had been reading was about multiple guys servicing one girl.You could have blown me over and I started to wonder if this was what I really wanted. I didn't wonder long as soon I heard her moan and looked to see her caressing a blue dildo with beads in it, saying, "yum," and licking her lips. This really got the patrons attention and all stopped and just gazed at her.Lacey seemed to realize she had become the sole center of attention, and started to cast her spell on the guys. She turned to the clerk and asked if there was a room where she could try out the toys.The clerk told her it was not allowed and she went on looking, She picked up a long flesh colored dildo and once again looked at the clerk, saying, "Please?" as she unbuttoned her blouse and bent toward him. He stared at her bounty and was going to speak when she turned toward the room and said, "Would you guys buy me this if I try it out in front of you?"Holy shit! There was a rush to the counter with guys offering to her dildos. Lacey walked over to a table in the center and she cleared off the magazines that were on display and sat down on the end with all the guys around her. The clerk locked the door and joined the group. I watched as Lacey removed her blouse and sat there in her sheer low cut bra, her nipples clearly in view, and said "Anybody care to touch them?" That was all it took. In seconds her bra and skirt were off and six guys were feeling her up.Lacey laid back and the clerk removed her panties and put them in his pocket, she told the guys to enjoy the gift they were about to receive and one whooped and stuck his dick between her eager lips. Meanwhile two guys played with her tits while another entered her pussy. I watched my Lacey suck one guy while being fucked by another and jerk a guy off with each hand while two others sucked her hard, swollen nipples. I couldn't take anymore and had my dick in my hand jerking off as I watched a strange dick fuck my LaceyShe was an animal. As the guy fucking her grunted and sped up I timed my load to cum at the same time that I saw a strange load shoot into her overheated cunt.All six guys fucked her that night and we left promising to return soon. Since then our life has never been the same.I'll fill you in on how Lacey got even more filled in later letters.END

virginchronicles10.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/85/virginchronicles10.txt

Part 10 - Model MelanieMy name is Melanie. At the time of this story I was thirteen-years old and in Eighth Grade. I was 4 feet, 3 inches tall with short dark blond hair. I recently started puberty and I was fascinated by how my body was changing. I had nice A-Cup breasts and a firm round butt. All of these changes were good, because as a child model I had to be innocent yet sexy. This was helping me get jobs.My mother used to manage my schedule but she had to go back to work when my dad left. I just got an agent Mr. Smith. He was not as responsible as my mother in supervising my bookings.On Saturday Mr. Smith booked me for an all day shoot on the other side of town. He picked me up early and brought me the warehouse district into a building that was converted into a large photo studio. We met with the photographer whose name was André. André told Mr. Smith I was just right for the shoot and handed him an envelope of money. Mr. Smith told me to follow instructions, do what I was told, and that he would be back to pick me up later as he had often done.First he directed me to a table in the corner, where I made-up my face. I applied full facial make-up that included foundation, eye shadow, and bright red lipstick. Looking in the mirror, I appeared much older than thirteen.Then I went to the main studio area where I saw a boy waiting. He seemed to be about the same age as me. "Melanie, this is Josh," André said. "You're going to be working together today. Our first project is a swimsuit ad." I just started to really notice boys so I was excited.He directed us to change behind a screen in the corner. I never changed in front of a boy before and assumed he was equally shy. We tried not to look at each but I managed to sneak a few peeks, as I'm sure he did too. We came out together. I was in red skimpy bikini, which really made me feel sexy. The top covered only half of each of my A-Cup breasts and the bottoms hugged my butt nicely while outlining my protruding pussy lips. Josh had on short red trunks. Unlike most of the boys my age, he seemed to have a rather large bulge poking out the front of his trunks. I was very curious about it.We struck a variety of poses on a beach backdrop as André shot away.Finally he asked us if we could interact more and even a little get sexy. We really didn't know what he wanted so André guided us. In the first pose he wanted me standing with my legs spread while Josh kneeled at my side holding my inner thigh and looking up at me. It seemed innocent enough since we were both clothed so we did it. Several times as we were posing, the palm of Josh's hand rubbed up against the crotch of my bikini. I liked the way it felt and was disappointed when it stopped.We then switched places and I was now below looking up with my hand on his thigh. When I looked up, I could see right inside his loose trunks. He wasn't wearing underwear. I could see his bare penis. It was only semi hard but still appeared to be at least six-inches long. It was the first real penis I ever saw. I wanted to reach up and feel it but I knew I couldn't. We also did a number of other shots with us touching, hugging and him carrying me around. Even though this was only a photo shoot, I was getting excited about all the contact. Throughout the session he accidentally touched my breasts a few times and my hand even brushed against the front of his trunks. For the next shoot we needed to model underwear. Being we had gotten so close, Josh and I were a little less shy as we changed. I didn't turn away as I changed so I'm sure he got to see my breasts, which were a nice A-Cups and my pussy, which was only a slit between two thin lips and had a few light pubic hairs on it. I also got another brief look at his penis. It seemed quite big for a boy his age and it too had only a few pubic hairs around it.Emerging from behind the screen Josh was in white cotton briefs, again with a bulge in front. I had on a white cotton bra and white cotton bikini panties. The nipples of my A-Cup breasts were clearly visible through the thin material on top and my pussy slit was outlined through the crotch of the bikini panties.André explained that these pictures were for a European clothing company that often had provocative ads. Europe wasn't as uptight when it came to sexuality, even in teens. He told us we would not be asked to do anything inappropriate. I had learned not to be shy and to do what I was told in these shoots. The session took place on a bed. The first shots were of us on our backs, with Josh's arm around me. Although I thought nothing of it at the time, I'm sure photos of two thirteen-year olds, in sexy underwear hugging, were quite suggestive. After these initial shots, André said the next ones needed to be a little more intimate. He said that in European magazines, topless was natural. He asked if I could remove my bra promising to shoot me discreetly. I didn't see a problem with this, especially since Josh had already seen my A-cup breasts.I removed my bra and leaned onto Josh's chest. His chest was pushing into my little breasts. André directed that we act like we were making out. Neither one of us had any experience and could only mimic what we saw in movies. He put his mouth over mine, opened it and kissed me. I returned the kiss the same way. André then asked me to climb over Josh and continue acting to make out. Except neither of us were acting anymore. We were both into it! When I was on top of him, I felt his penis expand and dig into my cloth-covered pussy. I heard André clicking away. His penis was really pushing into me now and was starting to feel real good. Both of our breathing was fast and shallow.Then I heard André say, "Damn it, my memory card is full. I need to go in the back and download it. This may take a while. Why don't you kids relax?" I didn't know how to relax with Josh's penis pressing against my pussy. Suddenly I felt something else. Josh's penis must have slipped out of his briefs and was rubbing against my upper thigh. It was much bigger and harder than when I saw it before.I reached down, touched it, and then instinct took over. I rolled over onto my back pulling Josh on top of me. I slid aside the crotch of my panties and placed the tip of his penis at the entrance of my pussy. I was sopping wet down there. Instinct must have also taken over Josh. He pushed forward and his penis hit my hymen. He must not have known anything about virgins. He kept pushing until it broke right through. It only pinched for a second. Then both of our natural urges took over. Josh started to pump in and out while I rocked up into him back and forth.It was so exciting having a penis, inside my thirteen-year-old pussy. My flesh clung to his. I was literally connected, body-to-body, with a boy I just met.I could feel his cockhead stimulating the insides of my pussy walls. Every once and a while his shaft would rub against the love bud at the top of my pussy. I felt like such a nasty little girl.After about five minutes, I felt the walls of my pussy start to spasm. At the same time, Josh tensed up and I felt a hot wetness fill my pussy hole. Neither of us were virgins any more. He pulled out and I snapped the crotch of my panties back into place, holding his cum inside. He tucked his penis back into the briefs.André returned and resumed snapping pictures, unaware of what just went on. He focused on our faces. "Great, kids," he said. "That is just the expression I am looking for." Little did he know he had just captured the look of true passion?After a few more shots, he told us he got what he needed. We left to change back into our street clothes.As Josh and I left, we exchanged phone numbers hopping we would get to work together again. André never figured out what we did, that is unless he discovered the stain on the crotch of those panties... More stories to come...*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 85

gina.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/30/gina.txt

Eight year old Gina sat naked in the arm chair in the middle of the rec-room, a light trained on her, making her almost glow in the surrounding darkness of the basement. The six eighteen year old high school seniors moved in closer to her. She was so innocent and fragile looking, especially naked. A ripe little cunt if they ever saw one. "Guys, this is my new eight year old step sister Gina," said Rob, a really handsome well built hunk of a high school star athlete. "Well, she's not really my step sister, but kind of. You see her ma is in the looney bin from drug overdoses and her dad flew the coop years ago and my Ma and Pa are taking the little bitch in to live with us. Isn't that right, Twat?" Gina looked up at her new step brother. She was very, very scared of him. She was scared of most people in the world, but especially him. He called her Twat. He told her it was a cute little nick name for her, but she didn't like the sound of it. "She looks like a spic..." Brad, a blond jock said, rubbing the lump in his jeans."Yeah, she's half spic, we just gotta find out which half." The boys all laughed, and beautiful dark haired Gina didn't like the sound of their laughter either. She felt horrible having to sit naked in the chair so they could all look at her, but Rob had told her that if she didn't want to get sent to an orphanage, she had to belong to the family...and to belong to the family, he had to approve of her, and for him to approve of her, she had to do what he said. "If she's half a spic... then at eight, she's ready for it. Those slime balls are sucking cock by four years old, and you can't tell me different," another boy said. "Fucking A." Rob said, nodding his head. He was a real ladies man at eighteen and he could tell when a bitch was cock hungry, no matter what her age. He could see it in her eyes and hear it in her voice. "Now Gina, if you're a good girl, and pass our test, you can stay in our family and all my buddies here will be your good friend. But you gotta prove to us that you trust us. First...I want you to hook your legs over the arms of the chair there and sit real still for us." "But rob, everyone will see my private part." Gina had been taught by her mom to call it a private part, and told that it was her special place and nobody else ever had a right to it. "Exactly Twat, if you share your private part with us...then we will know you trust us. And don't worry, we'll show you our private parts too, won't we boys?" "We sure will," said Brad, groping his private part through his jeans. "Now come on, be a good girl. Otherwise you will be sent to a very bad place to live." Eight year old Gina didn't want to be sent to a bad place to live, so she lifted her sweet little legs and hooked them over the arms of the chair, revealing innocent young baby slit to the gaze of the horny teenage boys. "Now that is what I call prime cunt!" one boy said. "Perfect virgin pussy. Look at the shape of those cunt lips, not all stretched and turned out yet. "Totally hairless." "I keep my girlfriend totally hairless down there," one boy said. "Yeah Carson," Rob said, "that's cause you muff dive and chew off her bush!" The guys laughed but they all moved in closer to look at Gina's virgin pussy. "You got a really pretty gash, Twat," Rob cooed. "You should be proud of it. See, guys like it. You should wanna show it to guys and make them happy. Then they will like you." Her cunt was very beautiful. soft and baby like, a nice flesh mound with a deep slit in the center. "She ain't got tits," one boy said. "If you want tits so bad, go fuck a cow," Rob said. He actually did like tits on girls too, but found Gina's flat baby chest somehow a turn on. "Now Gina, I want you to reach down with your fingers and spread your cunt lips for us. Let us see inside your pussy." "Do I gotta, Rob?" "Yeah, Twat, you gotta. Now be a good slut and do it." Although her face grew flushed, Gina reached down and with her delicate little girl fingers opened up her cuntal slit. "Holy shit, that's hot..." Brad said, sinking to his knees, his face very close to the baby cunt. "Twat, you can do better than that for us. Reach way in with your fingers and pull your cunt lips apart." Six high school seniors had the hardest wettest boners of their young lives. It was just that it was so fucking obscene, so fucking nasty what they were doing, it make them even more horny. "Look at that pink inner pussy flesh... oh, is that ever asking for a big hard hunk of fuckmeat to fill it! This bitch needs it bad boys. I'm afraid my new step sister is a fucking cock slut!" Rob stood tall ,smiling to his buddies, and then started to undo his jeans. He peeled off his tee shirt, kicked off his tennis shoes, ripped of his socks and stood in front of his new little sister dressed in only his white jockey shorts. His leaking prick pushed out the front of the shorts and created a giant wet spot. "We promised her we'd show her our private parts too guys, so lets go!" Rob hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs and peeled them down. His nine inch coke can thick hunk of teen dick bounced up and slapped his stomach, spraying pre-fuck, but then because it was so heavy, it settled sticking straight out form his groin, over two nuts the size of hard boiled eggs. The girls at school had a hard time taking Rob's prick, especially because he tended to go for the younger girls, freshmen mostly. Still everyone wanted to be the girlfriend of the school's star athlete. Most of the guys were envious of Rob's big fucker, but not the guys in this room, you see, this was Rob's special senior club. You had to have over eight inches of dick to even get in the club. One of the entrance tests to get into the group was that you had to get a girl under fifteen pregnant. These were not nice boys. But then lots of jock boys are animals at that age. The boys quickly stripped and soon all six were standing around the naked eight year old Gina, their big teen pricks leaking and dripping. "What's the matter Gina, never seen a dick before?" Rob asked. "Not like that, only on boys my age at swimming and stuff." "Well Gina, look how big and beautiful this is. I big cock is the most important thing in a girl's life. Girls don't have cocks, so they spend their lives trying to make guys cocks feel good. Keep spreading your cunt lips Gina, and with one finger tickle yourself in there while you look at my big fat dick." Rob tightened his ass muscles so his monster prick bounced and leaked even more. "Oh yeah, guys, she's a natural born whore... look how she looks at it." Some of the boys began to frig their pricks as Rob walked closer to his new sister. "Oh yeah, Gina, you want this bad, don't you." She had tears in her eyes and shook her head. "its a bad thing. You are doing a bad thing." "Yeah, and ain't it ever fun?" All the guys laughed and their fuckhoses swung and bounced and dripped. "Now Gina, here's the next part of your test. Keep your fingers in your cunt. Now, Me and my buddies are going to walk up to you one by one and I want you to give each of us a nice big kiss on our dicks!" "Holy shit, Rob, can we do this?" "Why the fuck not? She ain't got no family...and she's not going to complain. She's going to be a good little girl. Ain't you Twat?" "Please, Rob, I don't wanna do it..." "Well tough shit, cause you are going to, staring with my nine inch cunt buster!" Rob walked up to her, put his hand in her hair and bent her head back over the rear of the chair, then he stood over her, his teen prick quivering over her nose and mouth. "Can you smell it, Bitch? That's prick smell, and to cunt's its the greatest smell in the world. It will make your pussy wet in no time. Keep those fucking legs spread and your fingers deep in your twat. Now kiss my cock." Eight year old Gina puckered her lips and kissed the bottom of Rob's leaking cockhead. Some dickslime got on her lips. She made a horrible face. "No you don't bitch, not a little peck like that. I want a nice long open mouthed kiss right on the head of my prick." One by one, ever boy got his dick kissed by the little girl. Soon her face was shining with cock slime...it ran down her cheeks and dripped from her chin. She was afraid to open her mouth, but they made her. All six guys got cock kissed. Rob was all smiles. "See Bitch, that wasn't so bad, was it? And you did a real good job. Now We're going to line up again and this time you are going to lick our dicks all over, up and down the prick stalk and all over the cock head...ok?" "I don't want to..." Gina started to get up. Rob slammed her back into the chair and slapped her hard. "I didn't want to do that, but don't give me shit! You do as you are told. All bitches need to do as guys tell them to do. That's what wrong with the fucking world." Gina was so scared. She didn't understand what was going on. As each guy came up to her, the little girl licked their big fat stinking leaking dicks. Some twitched against her lips, some dripped little rivers of prick snot onto her tongue...some bounced and were slippery. When Gina gagged from the humiliation and the awful taste, Rob took her little face in his hands. "Listen Cunt and listen good. You don't ever gag on man meat! You show respect to dick at all times. Cocks are your Gods...and you worship them! You're going to be seeing a lot of cock every day from now on, and tasting it too, and you just better show every fucking one the proper respect." Gina didn't understand why boys should be so crazy over a stupid dirty part of their bodies. But she learned how to lick dick. "Good! Very, very, good!" Rob looked at the spit polished dicks of all the boys... so hard they looked ready to explode. The guys were breathing heavily and the nipples were riding up on and down on their sculptured chests. "Now, Gina, my little twat, see what I have here under my prick? This is my fuck sack and inside my fuck sack are my balls...my baby makers. Now You are going to lick the balls of ever guy here...only be gentle, the balls are very sensitive, lick the sack and nuts very lightly..." And eight year old Gina, wishing she were almost anywhere else, became a ball licker. She got nut hair in her teeth. She smelled and tasted scrotum flesh, as each guy stood over her and lowered his nuts into her open mouth. "Oh fuck, this is really living. I could do this every fucking day," said Brad as Gina washed his scrotum with her tongue and lips. "My man, you can do this every fucking day, now we got Gina and she can do this for us every day." Rob said. Licking balls was the worst so far for poor eight year old Gina. The taste and smell lingered in her mouth. "Now Gina, there is only one thing a guy likes more than getting his balls licked by a bitch...do you know what that is?" She shook her head. Rob turned around so his back was to her and twisted his head around to look over his shoulder..." Guys absolutely adore getting their asses licked and sucked." "Oh God Rob, I can't. I can't do that," she tried to run, but Rob had two guys hold her in the chair. "Sure you can, you're gonna be an expert at by the time we get through." One of the guys in the room lost it then and shot a spray of fuck across the basement and it landed on Gina's pale young body. Rob jumped. "Watch it man, you almost got your cum on me!!" he yelled. Then, with his pals holding her down, he back up over Gin's face which was bent back over the rear of the chair. He spread his hunky muscular ass globes and brought his ass crack right down on her nose and mouth, his huge nuts resting on her forehead. She gagged and started to dry heave. He stepped off and slapped her twice, so her head swung back and forth. "What did I tell you about respect. You show respect for a guy's ass too! A guy takes a bitch on a date and spends money on her, he has a right to expect a god ass licking, but you fucking bitches are so stuck up. Now listen cunt, you lick and suck my ass, or you will feel lots of pain, and I am not shitting you!" He sat back down on her face. At first she just breathed in the ass crack, her mouth was pressed against the eighteen year old boy's asshole. "Start licking!" Gina started to lick the asshole. Some of the boys couldn't stand it any more and started to stroke and pinch the eight year old slut's body. One jock stuck a large finger right into her pussy hole and she jumped. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh fuck does she need it bad," the jock said finger fucking in and out of her virgin pussy until he could feel her cherry skin. She was in lots of pain, but every time she stopped licking asshole, Rob would bounce on her face. "Lick deep, get that tongue up my shitter. Come on Bitch, suck ass, tongue fuck my shithole!" In case you are wondering, yes, Gina had to lick and suck the asses of all six boys. But that was just the start of her ordeal. Things got much, much worse for her. END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 30

love.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/33/love.txt

Now as she lay under an umbrella on the beach, she felt an annoyance that she'd been pleased. Wasn't it silly to be pleased by something like that? At what age did a woman come to be called "madam" and not "miss" by a hotel concierge? When did the turning point occur? She was thirty-two and she supposed that if one did not look at her face too carefully she could be judged as only twenty-seven or twenty-eight. As a girl in college, she'd wanted the years to arrive faster; now she wanted the opposite, even if she recognized how stupid it was. But certainly it might be more stupid for a married woman and not a single woman. She was no longer married; she was now unmarried, divorced, a woman alone as certain people said, certain people she did her best to avoid because she always had the feeling they were people who looked at her with condescension. She did not like to be looked at like that. She did not like being alone, but she did not like condescension. She would have her chance at happiness again, wouldn't she? She wanted to love and be loved, but hopefully without compromising her career or diminishing her ambition. She thought that was ordinary enough these days; it wasn't that unusual for a woman to want something more than just domesticity. She wanted a family and children, but she also wanted something more than that. Oh, you're confused, she thought; she told herself her need to think about it merely underlined her confusion.She was on a beach in the Bahamas, on a place called Cat Island, a new hotel, a private beach, and a staff so numerous and helpful that every moment seemed completely effortless. Well, that was what she'd wanted, wasn't it? She'd wanted an effortless holiday. She lay on a chaise under the large striped umbrella and she told herself it was worth it, too expensive maybe, the resort hotel really more posh than she could afford, but still worth it because what she needed after that horrible tiff with Martin was to get away for a long weekend and do nothing except restore her nerves. She told herself the world would be a much better place if the law would force a man and woman who were divorced never to have any contact with each other. But that was silly too, wasn't it? The argument with Martin had been predictable and she ought to have known it and avoided meeting him at all. Nearly two years after her divorce they were still settling things, but now she would certainly have the attorneys do all the settling and keep herself out of it. No more, she thought; no more horrible fights with Martin. No more anything with Martin; that was a part of her life now in the past.She wore a white bikini, the bottom brief enough to show nearly all of her hips and the top no more than a wide band across her breasts. The sun was indeed hot on the beach, even in the shade of the umbrella, hot enough so she could feel the perspiration collecting between her breasts and dripping down the sides of her rib cage. She thought the bikini a bit daring because it was so skimpy, but maybe suitable for a beach like this one. Now, despite the warning of the concierge, she wondered if she ought to get some more sun after all. She was a brunette and she always tanned easily. But then she wasn't certain she wanted to return to New York with a suntan at this particular time.She rather liked herself pale, not too pale, but pale enough to be interesting. She thought her pale face went well with her slender body. She was long-boned, tall enough to be impressive when she wore high heels, the only bountiful part of her being her breasts, which were extremely lush and long-nippled and apparently always sexually provocative to any man who looked at them. Oh, stop it, she thought. She hated dwelling on her appearance like that. It was true a woman needed a certain degree of vanity, but one also had to avoid being victimized by it.Now she turned her head and she saw for the first time that someone had settled under the umbrella twenty feet to her right. It was a man with a newspaper in his hands, his suntanned body extended on the chaise and his eyes hidden by opaque sunglasses. Before she had a chance to turn her eyes away, he glanced at her, or at least he turned his head in her direction, the sunglasses making it impossible to know if he was actually looking at her or merely looking past her. As she looked at the blue sea again, she felt a sudden annoyance that he'd settled there, chosen that particular chaise when there were a dozen empty chaises scattered all over the beach. But he was twenty feet away, after all. Many of the chaises on the beach were doubled, but the singles were certainly far enough apart to be isolated. She wondered what it was like in the high season when the chaises no doubt crowded each other in a way that made it impossible to be alone. This weekend she wanted to be alone. That man looked attractive, and maybe if she met him at a dinner party in New York he'd prove to be also interesting enough to make the meeting exciting. Stop it, stop it, she thought; this weekend you're alone. And she did want to be alone, didn't she?Then abruptly she saw someone walking toward the water and she realized the man on the chaise had left the chaise for the sea.He was tall and lean, taller than she'd thought, and as he walked toward the surf she looked at him without reservation because he had no way of knowing he was being looked at. She could see nothing but his back, the wide shoulders, the narrow waist and hips and the strong thighs and legs that suggested a man with an interest in athletics of some kind. She always enjoyed looking at men like this one, tall and dark and lithe and muscular enough to look aggressively male. She watched him enter the sea. How old was he? Maybe almost forty, certainly not more than that from what she'd seen of his face. She watched him swimming, watched him until he was only a speck breaking the surface of the blue water, and then she rose from the chaise and she gathered her things and she started the trek across the white sand to the hotel looming behind the beach. She'd been so long without a man, so long without the feel of a man's arms around her, long enough so that now as she thought about it she felt a knot of fear in her belly. Oh God, she thought; was it finished for her at thirty-two? How could it be finished for any woman at thirty-two? The idea was ludicrous, wasn't it? * * * She had a room facing the sea, and now she lay naked on one of the two beds with the French window thrown wide open to admit a warm breeze and the sound of the surf. What time was it? She thought it had to be past three. She'd slept a bit, but not more than half an hour. Her body was hot and damp, but she liked it; she felt comfortable, relaxed, lazy. In New York at this time in the afternoon, the tension of her work was always at a maximum. How lovely it was to be away from that! She thought this moment would be perfect if she had someone with her, not just anyone but a true love with whom she could savor the peace, the warm breeze, the sound of the sea. Again she thought of the man on the beach. She'd thought of him before she'd fallen asleep, and now she thought of him again. Why him? His body, of course. She'd seen so little of him, but what she'd seen had remained with her, his long body, the wide shoulders, the muscular thighs. Martin had been a poor lover and a rotten husband, but she'd always found him physically exciting to look at. She wondered about the man on the beach, who he was, what he did, where he came from. She remembered his dark hair and sun-browned body. She wasn't that experienced, was she? She had such little experience with men, not like some women she knew. She'd had two lovers before Martin, one in college and one afterward, the lovemaking inexperienced gropings rather than real sex, and then she'd married Martin and for five years he'd been the only man in her life. She was thirty-two and she'd had three men, but she could hardly say that any of them had given her what she thought a woman should have. The idea that it might be her own fault was painful to her. Was it true? She ran her hands over her breasts, and then she slid one hand down her belly to touch her sex. Was it her? She was never certain, had never been certain with any man, particularly with Martin. With Martin the sex had excited her in the beginning, but gradually the excitement had been worn down by his prosaic nature, his lack of consideration, his unwillingness to be adventurous. She tried to discuss it with him, but he never liked talking about sex. After three years of marriage, it became more or less obvious to them both that no matter how much they might try to accomodate each other, their sexual temperaments were incompatible. Martin liked the sex act to be quick and functional and final, while she, or so she thought, was really too sensuous for that sort of lovemaking. She liked too many things Martin did not like. After they were married three years, she began masturbating regularly to appease the hunger she often felt, and of course before long she became bitter about this dependent need for secret caresses and she blamed Martin for it. Inevitably, sex with Martin became less and less important until finally it seemed the only way out was a complete break.She wanted a man now, but certainly not Martin; she wanted the man on the beach, the tall man unknown to her. The fact that she knew nothing about him made it easier, almost too easy because she was never truly comfortable with giving pleasure to herself. The act always made her feel so inadequate, so incomplete. But now she thought of the man on the beach. She was sorry now she hadn't seen more of him from the front, his chest and belly and thighs. He'd worn black swimming trunks, and she felt a quiver of pleasure as she suddenly imagined him standing naked, facing her, the dark hair at his loins drawing the eyes to his genitals, to a penis long and thick that was now erecting even as she watched it in her fantasy. It was always the force of the organ that aroused her, the sexual urgency so evident in its appearance once it became thick and extended. And this man? She imagined he was physically perfect, his penis deliciously thick, the glans with a perfect shape, bloated, dark, the tip showing a glimmer of wetness. She imagined him taking his organ in his hand and then turning so she could see him in profile. Yes, she wanted him that way. The full scrotum below his hand would bulge outward. She started stroking her sex with her fingers as she imagined him squeezing his penis to make his glans more swollen. She dipped her fingers into the opening of her vagina and she brought some of the fluid out to paint her clitoris. Then she started stroking herself, a slow rubbing along the shaft of her clitoris, stroking herself as she imagined the man on the beach standing there at the foot of the bed naked, aroused, stroking his organ with the same rhythm as her fingers.Abruptly, with a soft moan, she changed her fantasy and she imagined herself approaching him, his eyes watching her as she slid down to the foot of the bed and without any modesty took hold of his penis, fondled it, stroked, squeezed it with her hand, relishing the feel of his hot flesh firm and strong under her fingers, his pulsating masculinity. Martin had never seemed to like it when she fondled him, although he had a nice one, the shaft as smooth as ivory and with a lovely curve to it. But he always seemed so uncomfortable when she handled it, sometimes making her stop, as if touching his penis was unnatural, and she being too ignorant, too young to know what to say or do except do what he wanted. Then she remembered one of the men before Martin, her second lover, George Henry Lewis, the blond aristocrat, that boy from Harvard who liked it so much. Certainly different from Martin, George always pushing her to stroke him until he came. All those drenched handkerchiefs. The sperm shooting up like a geyser if she didn't cover him in time, all over his clothes and her hand, thrilling her because it seemed so earthy, something she'd never done before, at least so openly. It always excited her when she did it to him in daylight. Brazen, she thought. Watching him come like that, watching his moment of glory, the sperm thick and milky white erupting from the tip of his penis. The memories of George now made her shudder with delight. Scalding memories, weren't they? Her fingers continued to vibrate her clitoris now thick and erect and demanding that she finish it. No, I won't, she thought. But then she told herself she ought to. She debated with herself, and then she decided she wouldn't. Not now. Maybe later this evening she would do it while she had a bath. She pulled her hand away and she groaned. It's awful, she thought; it was awful to be so vulnerable. She did not want to be so vulnerable. No, not like this. But she hungered for the pleasure and she touched herself again. She moved her legs wide apart and she rubbed her clitoris with her fingertips. No, it was no good now. She groaned again, this time a groan of annoyance. She turned her head to the side and she closed her eyes. * * * On the beach the man who had aroused Madeline's interest was now wiping his body with a large towel. His name was Clay Berrigan and he was a journalist on a short vacation after completing an assignment in Nassau. He was sorry the woman in the white bikini was gone. There were dozens of pretty girls on the beach, but they all looked vapid, dull-witted, like inflated dolls. The woman in the white bikini had been the first really interesting woman he'd seen on Cat Island, interesting enough to make him uneasy as he'd sat on the beach chair too far to speak to her, but yet close enough to be constantly aware of her physical presence. She was one of those women he always felt immediately drawn to, something about their appearance or their demeanor or a certain look in the eyes that he could never describe accurately. This one was attractive, but certainly not beautiful enough to be publicly breathtaking. But of course if she were publicly breathtaking he would have no interest in her, since he'd never been attracted to that sort of woman. She was one of those women who was not publicly breathtaking, but privately breathtaking, at least to himself. He found these ideas confusing enough to smirk at his own folly. Maybe he ought to know better about himself and about women, but he didn't. He'd had a marriage once, a marriage that had ended in personal tragedy, and these days he'd more or less resigned himself to living under the shadow of an old sadness. He glanced at the beach chair where the woman in the white bikini had been sitting, and again he wondered about her. * * * In the early evening, an hour before her dinner reservation, Madeline decided to visit the hotel bar. She thought a cool drink would help settle her nerves, something tropical, maybe a daiquiri. She wasn't that fond of alcohol, but it did seem suitable this evening, a cool drink on Cat Island in the Bahamas. Yes, why not?The hotel bar was actually an elegant cocktail lounge, dimly lit, a dozen stools along the long bar and a dozen small tables in the shadows occupied by three or four couples. The bartender wore a white coat and he smiled at Madeline as she walked in. The bar stools were unoccupied except for one man at the far end, and she decided to sit at the end of the bar closest to the entrance. She wore a white chintz dress with a poufed skirt, bare shoulders, white high-heeled sandals and beige hose. She carried a small white purse, and around her neck she wore a necklace of small white pearls. As she sat down at the front end of the bar, she glanced at the far end and she was now taken aback as she recognized the man she'd seen on the beach in the afternoon.Was it really him? Yes, it was. She quickly pulled her eyes away and she busied herself opening her purse.The bartender approached. "Yes, miss?""I'll have a frozen daiquiri, please."The bartender nodded and left. Madeline avoided looking at the man at the far end of the bar. Instead, she studied her reflection in the mirror directly opposite her. Did she look flustered? She told herself how silly it was to be flustered by him when she had no idea who he was or what he was.The bartender approached with her daiquiri. Madeline signed the check, and after the bartender left she sipped the drink and she found it perfect. She felt more relaxed now. The air was pleasantly cool and dry, and in a short while she'd go to the hotel dining room to have her dinner. She thought of New York and the hectic life she had there, and again she was thankful she'd had sense enough to get away from it for a few days.Then out of the corner of her eye she saw the man who had been on the beach walking toward her. She turned her head when he reached her and their eyes met. He had a deep suntan, a rugged masculine face, dark cropped hair and a strong chin.His dark eyes locked with hers, he said: "I think I have something that belongs to you.""You do?""You were on the beach this afternoon, weren't you?""Yes."He pulled a small wristwatch out of one of his pockets, and Madeline stared with surprise as she immediately recognized it as her own."Is this yours?" he said. "I found it in the sand under your umbrella.""Oh yes, that's mine, all right." She took the watch from his hand. "Much thanks, I'm grateful.""Grateful enough to have dinner with me?""Dinner?""Well, we're here. We're both guests here. I'm alone and it looks like you're alone also. Why not? My name is Clay."I don't know.""If you say no, I'll walk away.""No, it's all right, I guess. Yes, why not?"He smiled and turned to signal the bartender, and soon Clay's drink was carried down the bar as Clay sat on the stool beside Madeline.Clay turned on his stool and his eyes met Madeline's again. "New York?""Yes.""Do I get a name?""It's Madeline.""I come down here whenever I can in the off season to unwind. No people. The beach empty. Sometimes I hardly speak to a soul all weekend and that's perfect."Perfect?""People have a tendency to make complications. What I want down here is a peaceful weekend.""I see.""Is this your first time on Cat? I haven't seen you before.""My first time in the Bahamas.""Do you like it?""So far, yes.""It gets better every year. In the beginning when I came down here I did a great deal of fishing. But I don't do that anymore, I got bored with it. These days I just come down here to get away from people."With a wry smile, Madeline said: "But now you're talking to someone and that's not good.""I didn't say that.""You said it's perfect when you hardly talk to anyone all weekend."He smiled, his white teeth contrasting with his tanned face. "Sure, but this is the exception that proves the rule. I wanted to talk to you on the beach, but you looked too composed. Maybe too appealing. So I went swimming instead."Madeline laughed. "Too appealing?""Yes, I think so."She felt herself blushing. "Maybe we shouldn't.""Maybe we shouldn't what?""We're both here to be alone, aren't we? Maybe we shouldn't have dinner together after all.""Do you honestly believe that?""People have a tendency to make complications.""All right, we won't make any. We won't talk about each other. No information, no complications. Just two strangers having dinner together. How's that?""It sounds ridiculous." * * * When they walked into the hotel restaurant, there were only six couples in the large room. Candles flickered on each table and soft music came from somewhere. Madeline thought the atmosphere definitely romantic. Contrived, maybe, but contrived successfully. How strange it was to be here with a man she had just met, a man who was a complete mystery to her.The head waiter approached them and escorted them to a table. As Madeline sat down, she wondered if her dress was too vivacious. She was never certain about her clothes, never certain she was accurately dressed. Was it silly to wear high heels at a beach hotel? But everyone else in the dining room seemed carefully dressed, almost overdressed. She'd read the Bahamians liked people to be properly dressed in the evening. But then how many of these people actually lived here? Then she told herself that maybe these thoughts were merely a way to avoid thinking about the man across the table, a way to avoid thinking about this man with whom she was having dinner, this total stranger. She watched him as he read the wine list. For the first time she noticed the tiny lines around his eyes. Was that a small scar on his chin? Oh, don't be a fool, she thought; you don't know him at all.After the wine was served, Clay raised his glass to make a toast. "To no information and no complications."Madeline sipped her wine, gazing at him over the rim of her wine glass, wondering about him.The dinner was excellent, the food carefully prepared. Madeline had a delicious marinated tuna steak, something she'd never tried before."Where have you travelled?" Clay said."I thought you said no information.""That's not information, that's background."Madeline was amused. She said she hadn't travelled much. She'd been to Europe a few times. She'd been to Mexico.Clay said: "Yucatan?""No, not Yucatan. Acupulco. What about you?""I've knocked around. One place or the other. South America and South Asia."Madeline was now intrigued, curious about his work, more and more curious about this Clay, wondering what he was really like. How could a woman ever know about a man merely by talking to him?She said: "Tell me what it's like in South Asia."And Clay looked at her, his dark eyes meeting hers. "It's exotic.""Did you like it?""Most of the time. The bad part is that too many of the people are poor and hungry and dying of disease. You can see them dying in the streets outside the rich houses. In Calcutta, for example.""It sounds awful.""Then let's not talk about it. Let's talk about love instead. Have you ever been in love?""Yes.""Did it make you crazy?""In the beginning, yes.""I have a theory about that. I think we want it so much, want love so much and all that it means, that when it finally happens it turns us into lunatics."Madeline laughed. "You may be right.""Anyway, it gets us away from Calcutta, doesn't it?"Their eyes met and he held her gaze. For a moment she saw the deeps in his eyes, a soul baring itself, and then the moment passed and it was only the strong face that remained, the curtain drawn discreetly across the interior.She felt herself trembling. She knew of no reason why, except maybe the realization this man across the table might be unlike any man she'd known. Dear girl, be reasonable, she thought. But those eyes! * * * After dinner he suggested they walk on the beach."Oh no," she said."Why not?""Not the way I'm dressed.""There's a concrete walk behind the beach. We can use that." She resisted the idea at first, but Clay convinced her, told her how beautiful the moon was on the sea, how lovely the beach looked in the moonlight. The beach was indeed lovely, deserted, dark, the sound of the surf seeming louder than during the day. The umbrellas scattered on the beach were now visible only as dark shapes in the moonlight. They walked beside each other, Madeline's high heels clicking on the concrete walk.Laughing, Madeline said: "This is silly, you know. There isn't a soul anywhere in sight.""The beach doesn't care one way or the other.""I never expected to be walking on the beach this evening.""And either did I. I thought after dinner I'd be up in my room reading a book.""What sort of books do you read?""History mostly. And you?""Lots of things, but mostly escapist stuff. I do a great deal of reading of newspapers for my work, which I'm not telling you about. No complications, remember?""You're not a reporter, by any chance, are you?"She laughed. "God, no!"They walked until the lights of the hotel were in the distance. Here the beach was empty, no umbrellas, the sand completely deserted. Clay stopped and looked at the sea, and Madeline stopped beside him.Clay said: "There's a cruise ship out there.""Where?"Leaning toward her, he pointed into the darkness. "A row of lights far out. See them?""Yes, yes, I see them now. But how do you know it's a cruise ship? Maybe it's only a fishing boat.""All right, it's a fishing boat."She laughed. "No, I think it's a cruise ship. Don't you think that's exasperating?"Instead of answering, he bent his head and kissed her. She was shocked. The kiss was soft, lingering, seductive, but finally she broke it off and said: "That's not fair.""Why not?""You said no complications.""Do we have any?"She had no idea what to say. It was only a kiss, wasn't it?"No, I guess not," she said."Then I'll kiss you again.""No, please..."But he did. He kissed her again, and this time she melted completely...

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I had decided to buy a horse, I'd always loved riding when I was younger and wanted to start again. I didn't live in the country so I'd have to find a place to board it. I saw an ad in the paper and called the number for directions. When I arrived the only person there was a young girl, she looked about thirteen but I later found she was fifteen. She had shoulder length blonde hair, a slim build with small breasts and a small delicious looking ass. My heart was pounding as I watched her walk from the stable toward me, she was wearing a small blue bikini and she had a fabulous tan, man how I love summertime. "Hi I'm Lisa." I said extending my hand. "I called earlier about boarding a horse.""I'm Britany; you must have talked to my mom." She said as she shook my hand. "She should be back in about an hour, but I'll be glad to show you around.""That would be great, I'm sure you can show me all I need to see." I smiled as I thought what I'd really like to see was her little body spread out in front of me.As we walked to the stable I couldn't keep my eyes off her ass, her bikini was riding up showing off her sweet cheeks. She showed me her horses they had 4 mares and a stallion named Maverick. As she rubbed his neck I noticed his cock starting to hang from its sheath. She saw me looking and blushed as she moved away from him."It looks like he's happy to see you." I joked trying to see what response she would give."Yea he does that a lot, I don't know why." She said looking down at her feet.We walked around looking at the rest of their place. We talked and she asked me questions like was I married and if I have any kids. I told her I have been married for three years and I have an eleven year old son from a previous relation. I sat down by the pool and she went inside and came out with two cans of pop. As we sat there waiting for her mom I said. "You're a very pretty girl; I bet you have to beat the boys off with a stick."She blushed again; she was so cute and shy. "I don't have a boyfriend.""I find that hard to believe. If I had looked like you when I was your age I would have had at least two or three at a time."She laughed and took a sip of her pop. Then she looked at me then down at the ground and said almost in a whisper. "I'm not pretty, not like you are."Now it was my turn to blush. Maybe I should describe myself. I'm fairly tall about 5'9" I have blonde hair, not natural, and my body isn't too bad for a thirty-four year old. My breasts aren't large.36b, I'm fairly slim with an ass that just begs to be grabbed and squeezed. "Thank you sweetie, you sure know how to make an old woman feel good."We both laughed then she said. "Most boys I've dated are jerks anyway." I felt my pussy twitch. Could she be giving me an opening? Did she like girls? I looked at her and smiled. "I know what you mean. Boys can be real jerks; they seem to only have one thing on their minds, of course most of the time I have the same thing on mine." I watched her face for a reaction; I thought I had stepped over the line. Then she smiled big and said "me too." We laughed and she came over and sat next to me and said. "It's funny we just met but I feel I can tell you anything. You seem so different from other adults: not judgmental or anything.""Thank you, I'm glad you feel that way. I guess I just remember what I was like when I was young. If you knew some of the things I did when I was your age." I said as I patted her leg."Did you have a boyfriend?""Honey, when I was your age I was so boy crazy it seemed I always had a boyfriend." "Did you uh do uh no I can't ask you.""You can ask me anything. I want us to be friends and friends tell each other all their secrets." As I said that I squeezed her thigh and I swear I felt her shiver. I looked down and saw her little nipples straining against her top."I'm kind of embarrassed, but did you let them touch you?""Yes I let them touch me and I touched them. Have you ever let a boy touch you?""I let one touch my boobs and he rubbed my crotch through my jeans.""Did you like it?""Yea it felt nice, but he was so rough he tried to get his hand inside my pants and I told him no. Then he got mad and he hasn't called me anymore.""Well that's his loss.""How old were you when you did it the first time.""You are curious." I laughed then looked in her eyes and said. "I was thirteen when I went all the way.""Wow! You did start early. Have you ever done anything with a uh you know with a girl?" She blushed so bright I thought she was sunburned."Oh my, well I said you could ask me anything. Yes I have been with girls. Are you curious about girls? Is there someone you'd like to be with?"She lifted her face and I could see a tear running down her cheek. "Actually I've been with one girl, her name is Linda, but she's younger than me. I'd like to know what it's like to be with a woman, I'd like to be with you." As she said this she pressed her lips to mine and I felt her tongue slip into my mouth. I couldn't believe this was happening, this beautiful young girl wanted to make love to me. My pussy was wet as I slid my hand inside her top. Her nipple was hard as a rock and she moaned into my mouth as I rolled it between my fingers.Just as things were really heating up we heard a car in the drive. Damn, her mom was home. We quickly straightened ourselves up and walked out to meet her. We introduced ourselves and we talked about boarding my horse. I said I'd let her know when I'd need the stall. As I got in my car Britany handed me a paper with her yahoo screen name on it. I drove back to my house, my pussy aching for attention. Unfortunately my husband, Dale, and son, Ricky, were home and I couldn't take care of myself. It was a long evening but when Ricky went to bed I was all over my husband. As he sat on the couch I leaned over and kissed him running my hand over his cock. I could feel it harden under my hand. He broke the kiss and said. "My oh my, you sure are wound up tonight. What got you so excited today?""I've just been thinking about you and your hard cock." I said as I slid off the couch between his legs. I pulled his pajamas down exposing his beautiful cock. It was semi hard so I quickly took it in my mouth, one of my favorite things is to feel a cock get stiff in my mouth, I bobbed my head and sucked while I licked it with my tongue."Oh god Lisa, you are so good at that." Dale moaned as I took all of his eight inches in my mouth and throat. "I don't know where you learned it, but I love it."I smiled as I thought if he only knew. Dale is a great guy and I love him completely, but he is kind of a prude when it comes to sex. I mean he is great and all but he doesn't agree with things like women with women or being as promiscuous as I was before we met.I slipped out of my gown as I sucked his cock, I would love to have him cum in my mouth but I wanted that big dick in my pussy. I straddled his lap and grabbed a hold of his cock, lining it up with my wet pussy. I sat down and moaned as I felt it filling me completely. "Oh baby I've been thinking about this all day." I said as I slid my pussy up and down his hard cock.He grabbed my ass and was moving me up and down. I moaned as I humped faster, I was gonna cum already. I was jerking fast and then my body went stiff and I groaned. "Oh god I'm cumming! Oh Dale I love you! I love your hard cock in me! Oh yes!"I sat there catching my breath Dale's cock still buried in me. I got off him and got on the floor on my hands and knees. He slid his cock back in me and started a slow easy rhythm. I was rocking back to meet his thrusts. He started picking up speed; I was slamming my ass back against him trying to get him deeper in me. I could feel another orgasm building. I reached between my legs and rubbed my clit. I closed my eyes and I could see Britany's little breast with it's hard pink nipple. I was gonna cum again. I moaned, almost yelled, "Fuck me Dale! Fuck me hard! Let me feel you shoot your hot cum in me!"He slammed into me one last time and I felt his cock swell then jerk as his hot cum coated my womb. I was cumming too and I'm sure he could feel my pussy gripping him. We collapsed to the floor and lay there till his cock slipped from me. He held me tight and said. "I don't know what you did today, but I hope you do it some more."The next morning, after Dale went to work and Ricky was at his friend Scott's, I logged onto the computer and added Britany to my yahoo messenger. It didn't take long and she typed. "Hi."I responded, "hi.""I really liked meeting you yesterday.""So did I.""Too bad my mom came home when she did.""It could have been worse lol.""Yea I guess we could have been really enjoying our visit.""I'd really like to visit again.""So would I, my mom won't be home till late this afternoon. Would you like to come out?""I'll be there in an hour.""Ok I'll be waiting.""I'll see you soon. I luv you sweetie.""I luv you too, hurry."I logged off and called Scott's mom to make sure it was all right if Ricky spent the afternoon there. Then I quickly showered and drove toward Britany's. On the way I passed a sex shop and I pulled in, I don't know why but I went in and bought a seven inch strap on dildo, I hadn't used one in years but I wanted to be ready for all possibilities.I pulled up at Britany's and she came walking out of the stable. I couldn't believe my eyes, she was nude and more beautiful than I can describe. Her small breasts stood firm and proud capped by two pink nipples and her pussy was awesome it had just a small amount of blonde hair above her pouty lips. I didn't know why she had been in the stable nude or why she was wiping her mouth, but I didn't care. She ran up to me and threw her arms around my neck kissing me passionately; I could almost swear I could taste cum on her tongue. She led me to the stable saying. "I just love being around the horses. Don't you?""I don't care where we are as long as I'm with you." She started unbuttoning my blouse, and then she slid it off my shoulders as she kissed my neck and shoulders. I groaned as she unhooked my bra, I had worn a front hook on purpose, and my breasts fell free, they do kind of sag a bit. My pussy was throbbing when I felt her lips close around my left nipple and her hand squeeze my crotch. I tried to undo my jeans but she whispered. "Let me undress you."I moaned as she dropped to her knees and unbuttoned my jeans then slid them down my legs; she had to work to get them over my ass. I kicked off my shoes then stepped out of my jeans leaving me standing in a stable wearing nothing but white lace bikini panties; no I don't wear a thong. I shivered as she kissed my panty covered pussy. I looked at Maverick and noticed he had a huge hard on, my god it was huge. I looked down and watched Britany sliding my panties down my legs. As I lifted my leg to step out of them I felt her tongue slide over my clit. I spread my legs so she could have better access; she had her hands on my ass pulling me tight against her mouth. I moaned and ran my fingers through her soft blonde hair as I ground my pussy into her mouth. I was so hot I thought my mind would explode, here was a beautiful fifteen year old girl eating my pussy while her horse watches with the biggest dick I've ever seen. I watched Maverick's dick move up and down as it throbbed, I guess the aroma of two wet pussies was driving him wild. Suddenly my orgasm hit me and I screamed as I flooded her mouth. "OH FUCK, I'M CUMMING! EAT ME BABY, EAT MY PUSSY!" My knees buckled and I collapsed onto the blanket. Britany kissed my neck then my mouth letting me taste my self on her tongue. "Oh Britany that was fantastic, you made me cum so hard. I think Maverick might have enjoyed the show too."She looked at him and said. "He gets that way a lot; I thought he wouldn't do that after this morning." I was confused by what she said then suddenly it hit me. I had seen it on the internet but never thought I'd meet someone who actually had sex with an animal especially not a sweet fifteen year old. I looked at her then said. "Why wouldn't he do that now? What happened this morning? Did you do something with him?"She didn't say anything she just stared at the wall. Then I noticed her sobbing and a tear running down her face. "I'm sorry" she said "you must think I'm horrible."I held her tight and kissed her forehead then said. "Sweetie I could never think you're horrible, I've just never met anybody who messed around with a horse, actually it turns me on. What do you do with him?"She smiled and said. "I hoped you'd feel that way, I wanted to share myself with you completely."She kissed me passionately then crawled over to Maverick and began stroking his massive cock. As I watched she licked all along his shaft then took it in her mouth, my god this was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. As she moved her mouth up and down I moved behind her and slipped my finger in her wet pussy, she was so tight I was certain she had never let Maverick fuck her. She moaned and moved her hips back to meet my finger as I slipped a second finger inside her. She was breathing heavy and she pulled her mouth away from him and I could feel her pussy spasm as an orgasm swept over her body."OH LISA, I'M CUMMING! I LOVE YOU! YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO GOOD!"Maverick wasn't happy because she not only quit sucking him she quit jerking him off. He snorted and pawed the floor, his cock jerking with desire. Britany took it back in her hand and said. "Why don't you do it for him?""Oh sweetie I've never done anything like that. I don't know if I can."She grabbed my hand and put it on his cock. I could feel his heart beating through it then it jerked hard, almost making me lose my grip. She smiled and said. "That's it; he likes it when you stroke it. He likes it more when you suck it." As she spoke I felt her slide three fingers into my sopping pussy. I groaned then leaned forward and stretched my lips around the biggest dick I had ever seen. It was amazing my mouth was so full and I only had about three inches in my mouth. I began bobbing my head as Britany fingered me. "That's it Lisa suck his big cock, make him cum."It suddenly hit me, I was sucking a horse's cock and I wanted him to cum in my mouth. My god I couldn't believe I was such a slut. This sweet little blue eyed girl had me doing something I never thought I would do, god I loved her. I moved my head and hand faster trying to make him cum, I knew when he came it would trigger possibly the most powerful orgasm of my life. I was moaning as I sucked hard and Britany slid a fourth finger into me. I pulled my mouth from his cock so I could scream. "SHOVE YOUR HAND UP ME! PUT IT ALL IN ME! I WANT YOU TO FIST FUCK ME!"I went back to sucking Maverick as I felt her slip her thumb in me then her hand slid in, I had never been so full. I started cumming as her hand slid in and out. Suddenly Maverick whinnied and pawed the stall then his cock jerked hard and my mouth was flooded with hot horse cum. I swallowed fast trying to capture it all but there was no way, it was running out the corners of my mouth and I had to pull it out so I could breathe. Britany grabbed it with her free hand and pointed it at my face and boobs; I couldn't believe he was still cumming. My pussy was squeezing her arm as my juice covered her arm and was dripping off her elbow. I couldn't take anymore and I collapsed onto my back. Britany locked her lips around his cock and swallowed the last of his cum, and then she pulled her mouth off with a pop and began licking his load from my breasts. I couldn't believe it, I was cumming again. I screamed as my hips thrashed trying to get her hand deeper in me. "OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH SHIT I CAN'T STAND IT! FUCK ME!"We lay there for what seemed like forever but couldn't have been more than a minute. Britany was still licking the cum from my face and fucking me. I grabbed her hand, I couldn't take anymore, and pulled it from me with a loud pop. I brought it up to our faces and we both started licking it. As our mouths met our tongues locked in a wrestling match that would make Vince McMahon proud. We lay there kissing and I brushed the hair from her face and looked into her beautiful blue eyes and said. "You're the sweetest girl I've ever met, I love you so much.""I love you too Lisa.""Just let me catch my breath for a few minutes and I'm gonna make you scream."We kissed again as we lay there my hand started roaming over her body. I slid it over her sexy little butt and squeezed her cheek, and then let my finger slip into her butt crack and slide down toward her pussy. She shivered as I toyed with her little puckered hole then I slipped it into her wet pussy. She moaned and her breathing was getting more labored as I rolled her to her back. I took her small breast in my mouth and worked her nipple over with my tongue. She moaned and her hips were lifting off the floor wanting my finger back in her pussy. I kissed down her smooth belly then ran my tongue through the few blonde hairs of her pussy. I kissed down her left thigh over her knee and down to her foot. I licked and sucked each of her toes making her moan louder. I switched to the other foot and noticed she was rubbing her pussy. I grabbed her hand and said. "No, no, no that's my job."I sucked each of her toes and she was moaning loudly as I licked back up her leg making her jump as I licked behind her knee. I moved my head between her strong thighs, if you've ever ridden a horse you know you have to grip it with your legs so they get very strong, and looked at the prettiest pussy I'd ever seen. Her puffy lips had no hair on them and they glistened with moisture. I couldn't wait any longer and I buried my face in the gates of heaven. I licked along her slit sliding my tongue deep in her pussy scooping her delicious nectar into my mouth. "Oh Lisa that feels great, I love how you eat my pussy."I pushed her legs forward so I could lick down her butt crack. She jumped and groaned as I licked her puckered little hole. I pushed against the tight ring till my tongue slipped inside. "Oh my, what are you doing? Please don't stop. Oh yes lick my butt."I slid my finger into my wet pussy then brought it to her ass and replaced my tongue with it. I could feel her small body shake as my finger went where nothing had gone before. I could feel her ass gripping my finger as I slowly moved it in and out. I ran my tongue up her slit and flicked her hard little clit. Her hips shook and she shoved her pussy tight against my face. Her ass contracted and released as she screamed ad filled my mouth with sweet ambrosia."OH LISA, I'M CUMMING! OH FUCK YES! MAKE ME CUM! I LOVE YOU LISA!"As her orgasm subsided I crawled up to her face, took her in my arms and we shared the sweetest kiss. There was nothing hurried or rushed about it just our tongues gently sliding over each other. The kiss seemed to last forever as we lay there holding each other. "You are so beautiful." I said brushing her hair from her face. "I can't remember when I've enjoyed an afternoon more.""Thanks, you're so wonderful I want to be with you forever."As we lay there we thought we heard a car coming up the drive. We quickly dressed; I shoved my panties and bra in my pocket. We looked out it was no one just somebody had turned around. I looked at the time and knew I had to go home. We kissed good bye both wanting to experience more. We decided we would get together again we just didn't know when. As I drove home my hand was on my pussy, I had to have her again.ENDEmail comments to lisa_7486@yahoo.com~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. 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AUTHOR'S NOTE: While this story is complete in itself, it is a follow-up to my previous story, "OH GOD, PLEASE DON'T" also posted on this site. You might want to read that first, particularly the last two chapters.***PROLOGUEMy name is Lisa. If you've read my previous story, you know that Linda was a black girl at Sam's Bar when I was raped and abused by her three black friends – Tom, Chuck, and Chico. Just before I left, I found out that Linda was Tom's sister.I also told you that I went back to that same bar to have them do me again, slut that I am. Linda and I had a chance to talk both before and after my second rape at the hands of her friends and she told me her story. I will relate here, as nearly as I can remember, exactly what she told me.Chapter One – Age 11My name is Linda and my story really begins shortly after I turned eleven. Until that time, while it wasn't perfect, it was relatively peaceful and almost completely normal. I had two older brothers, Roger and Tom. I say had because Roger was shot and killed in a drive by shooting. He was only 14. We all took the shock of Roger's death in a different way. Mom became morose. She seemed to always be sad and she was short with everybody, especially me. It didn't matter what I did, it never seemed to satisfy her. I remember a hot summer day that I had on a pair of red shorts with a yellow halter top. The shorts were almost a full size too small, but then none of my clothes fit and my parents weren't about to spend any money on me unless they really had to. I was sitting in the front yard playing with the one doll I had, just trying to stay out of my mother's way. She had awoke that morning in and extremely sour mood, yelling at everyone – even Dad. I was surprised that he didn't hit her as he sometimes die, but he just picked up his lunch pail and went off to work without a word.Anyway, I hugged the doll, pretending that she was my baby. I knew where baby's came from since we had sex education in school the previous semester. I got to thinking about what it would feel like to actually have a baby. I still couldn't figure out how a thing as big as a baby could get out of that little hole.The doll wasn't exactly life size, but then neither was I as big as I would be when I got old enough to actually have a baby. I spread my legs and put the doll on the ground between them with the feet facing toward me. I looked at it. There was just no way that something that big could get out of me. I brought the doll's feet up to my crotch and pushed. It felt kind of good, sort of like when I would sometimes rub myself between my legs before I went to sleep at night.I didn't have time to enjoy the feeling, however because I had no sooner started to rub the dolls feet up and down a little bit when I was interrupted."LINDY," my mother yelled. (She always called me Lindy.) "GET YOUR FUCKING ASS IN HERE. AND I MEAN NOW!"I jumped up as if I'd been shot and ran past her into the house. I waited inside for her trembling and holding my dolly to my chest.She came in and approached. "What were you doing out there?""I was just playing," I said fearfully.She slapped me across the face so hard that I fell down. "Don't lie to me you worthless slut," she spat. "You were playing with yourself and if I ever even suspect that you've been doing it again I'll beat you within and inch of your life.""Please Mommy," I begged. "I won't do it again."The steam seemed to go out of her as she turned away. "Oh, what's the use. Your going to end up being a whore just like Wendy."Wendy was 22 and my older sister. Dad had kicked her out of the house a couple of years ago saying that he wouldn't live in the same house with a whore. The last time I saw her was when we were on our way to McDonalds late one night. She was standing on the street corner wearing nothing but a pair of gold shorts and a black bra. She was flagging down cars, but when she saw us she turned her back and walked into a little all night diner behind her. Now, at age 19, I have no idea what ever happened to her. I heard that she had gone to New York to continue her "career", but I don't know if its true or not.Dad's reaction to Roger's death was to pretend it had never happened. He just went to work every day and came home on the weekends and drank himself into a stupor. I never heard him mention Roger's name after the day of the funeral.Tom began running with a bunch of the local hoods. Even at 17 he stood six foot two with 175 pounds of solid muscle. As strong and tough as he was, it was natural that he became a leader of the bunch of scumbags that he was running with. I didn't know it at the time, but he was making a lot of money selling drugs just down from the local grade school. Still, he was my brother and I loved him very much.About three months after Roger's death my father announced at supper that he had lost his job. He said that with unemployment and an occasional part time job that we would make out just fine. My mother screamed at him that he was a worthless bastard; Tom offered to give him money; and me? I just sat there.From that point on, things got really bad. The part-time jobs never came because he never applied for them and both he and my mom started drinking heavily. Tom only came home long enough to eat, grab some clothes and leave again. He quit attending school and the truant officer was at our door almost daily.The most scary thing was at night. I would lay in my bed and listen to them fighting. They got really loud. I would hear the smack of flesh on flesh as dad hit her to "put her in her place". Then I would hear the squeak of bedsprings and I would know that they had settled there differences at least for the night. They were almost as loud in their lovemaking as they were in there fighting but eventually it would grow quiet and I would drift off to sleep.The night it happened, it was very hot. So hot in fact that I left my window open as far as it would go and all I was wearing was a very short thin nightie and a thin pair of panties. It was one of those rare nights when my parents weren't fighting. They were still drunk, but at least they weren't fighting so I was able to fall into a deep sleep around 11:00 in the evening.I was having and erotic dream. Jason, a boy I knew at school and thought was extremely cute was touching my walnut sized breasts, flicking on the nipples with his thumb. It felt good and I moaned. He suddenly pinched really hard and I woke up with a start and was staring into the face of my drunken brother, Tom.I opened my mouth to tell him to get out, but his hand came over my mouth stifling any noise I might make. "Gonna make ya a woman tonight Sis," he mumbled drunkenly. With his right hand, he tore my thin nightgown right down the front. He leaned down and took my left nipple into his mouth. It felt kind of good and I stopped struggling a little.He reached between my legs and began rubbing my little slit through my sopping wet panties. I tried to keep my legs together, but he was just too strong. Grabbing my panties by the crotch, he tore them from my body. Then he was forcing my legs and climbing between them.He must have planned it well because his cock was already out and hard as a rock. I felt him pushing at me, trying to get it in my tiny virgin pussy. I was struggling as hard as I could, but I knew that eventually he would succeed. I was terrified.I opened my mouth a little and felt one of his fingers slip inside. I bit down as hard as I could. He pulled his hand away and swore softly. With my mouth free, I screamed as loud as I could."HELP, HELP, HELP!"He quickly got his hand back over my mouth and continued trying to push himself into me. Then he found his mark and I felt the huge head begin to force itself into me. Even with just the head pushed in slightly at the opening of my pussy, I knew he was too big and I'd never be able to take it.It was at that point that my bedroom door slammed open and the lights came on. I heard my father's voice. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOU ASSHOLE. SHE'S YOUR SISTER FOR CHRIST SAKES."I felt Tom's cock shrink down immediately without ever having entered me. I was grateful and yet a little disappointed at the same time.I always thought that Tom was tough and my dad was soft. Boy was I ever wrong. Dad literally beat the hell out of Tom all the time screaming at him, "Its not time yet you stupid shit." I wondered what he meant by that, but it would be a long time before I understood.Finally, Tom ran out of the house as fast as he could with my dad chasing him the entire way. While he was gone, my mother came in and sat on the edge of my bed. She ran her hands gently though my hair as she hugged me to herself crooning softly that everything would be alright.When my dad returned, he looked in at the two of us. "Into the bedroom, Slut," he snapped at my mother. As she scurried out, he looked down at me. I was lying on my back, totally oblivious of my nakedness. He got a strange look in his eyes as he looked at me. It made me uncomfortable. "Not time yet," he mumbled softly. He turned out the light and shut the door.I had a hard time getting back to sleep and when I did, the bedsprings in my parent's room were still squeaking.Chapter Two – JennyAs I approached my twelfth birthday, things got a little better. Dad got a job, sort of. I guess it was day labor of some sort, at least that's what he called it. Anyway, there was a little money coming in and mom had straightened up her act enough to even cook a meal once in a while.Dad and Tom apparently settled there differences and he moved back into the house. It was weird, where before they had mostly cussed and swore at each other, it was now like they were best buddies. I often heard them whispering to each other, but they always clammed up completely when I came near them. I often saw them looking at me with this strange look in their eyes.As for me, I was growing up although not as fast as I wanted to. My breasts had grown to almost the size of half a peach and I was beginning to grow a soft downy hair in the "vee" between my legs. My best friend, Jenny, and I had it all planned out. When we turned sixteen we were going to run away from home...totally away from this place. We would both find jobs and get an apartment in a nicer neighborhood where we could be away from the beatings and bad remarks. It was a grand plan that would never happen.I'll never for get that day. Mom and Dad were in their room and Tom was crashed out on the couch. The house was quiet and it seemed like I was the only one awake and so it was that I was the one that answered the door. My mouth dropped open when I saw Jenny standing there. She was wearing nothing but a slip that barely covered her. She was shaking all over and tears were streaming down her face. There was blood running down her left leg. I wondered if she had cut herself somehow."Help me, Linda," she sobbed.I stepped back so she could come into the house. I closed the door behind her and she collapsed into my arms. She was crying so loudly that I was afraid she would wake Tom. I led/half carried her up to my room. We went inside and I closed the door. She was sitting on the bed, her elbows were on her knees and both hands covered her face. She kept saying over and over, "Oh God...no...no...no".I sat down on the bed beside her and put my arm around her shoulder. I didn't know what else to do. When she finally calmed down a little, I gave her a squeeze and asked, "What happened?"She started to sob again and tearfully told me her story. "I was down at the park playing on the swings when Chuck and Chico came by. Chuck said he had lost his dog and asked me to help them look. I didn't even know he had a dog so I asked what kind it was. He said it was just a little mutt about the size of a toy poodle named fluffy."She started crying uncontrollably again. She didn't seem to be able to get it out of here system. Finally, though, she calmed down a little."Go on," I urged her gently and she resumed her story.She continued, "Chuck went off in one direction and Chico and I went in the other. We hadn't been search long until Chico said, 'I think I see her in those bushes'. He got down on one knee and called 'Here Fluffy, come on girl'. The was a rustle in the bushes, but the dog didn't appear. 'I bet she's got her collar caught on a branch or something,' Chico said.She took a deep breath. "The thicket of bushes was pretty thick, but there was one small path leading toward the center of it. Chico started to go down the path, but he hadn't gone two steps when his shirt caught on some branches. He cursed, pulled free and backed out. He looked at me, then looked at the path. 'You're a lot smaller than I am. I bet you could get through there without a problem. Do you think you could give it a try.' I wasn't wild about the idea, but then I thought about that poor little dog and told him I would do it.""I started down the path and he was right, the briars didn't reach close enough to make me get caught on them. Actually, I wondered how he had managed to get caught on them, the briars just weren't that close. I was just about in the middle of the thicket, looking around near the ground for that little dog when I was grabbed from behind. There was one around my right arm and waist and one hand over my mouth. Whoever it was lifted me in the air. I was struggling as hard as I could, kicking out with my legs and trying to scratch him with my left hand. 'Chico, get down here and help me with this hellcat,' my assailant yelled. I recognized Chuck's voice and knew that he was the one who had grabbed me."She began to sob uncontrollably again. When she calmed down a little, I said "You don't have to do this. I can figure out what happened."She got a determined look on her face. "No, I want to do it. I need to tell someone and you're the only real friend I've got.""Okay," I replied numbly, "but just take your time and don't push yourself.""Anyway, Chico came down the path, without getting caught once on the briars, the lying bastard. When he got there, he grabbed my legs, but not before I was able to kick him a good one right in the chest. It didn't even seem to phase him. He just grabbed my legs and held them together with his left hand. God was he ever strong.""He reached into his hip pocket and pulled out his dirty old hanky. He nodded to Chuck and the hand disappeared from my mouth. When I opened it to scream, he rammed that dirty old rag right into my mouth. He pulled the string belt loose from my dress and tied the gag in place. God it tasted terrible. It had snot on it and who knows what else?""Chico cut the extra length from my belt and they threw me, face down, on the ground. Using my own belt the tied my hands behind my back. Chuck threw me over his shoulder like a sack of flour and they started to run.""We ended up right about in the middle of the area that is closed to the public since it hasn't been cleaned up yet. They threw me down on the ground and Chuck grabbed the front of my dress, pulled me up and looked straight into my eyes. 'Listen, Cunt,' he snarled. 'Cooperate and you just might get out of here alive. Fight us and we'll kill you after we're through.'"She started shaking all over again. Her eyes were wide and had a wild look in them as she relived the horror that had overtaken her very soul. She began sobbing uncontrollably. I didn't know what to do. After all I was only eleven, so I just sat there numbly as she sobbed against my shoulder. Finally, she regained control of herself and continued her story."They untied my hands and stood back away from me. They looked huge and I've never been so scared in my life. 'Take off your clothes,' Chuck snarled and Chico giggled. I looked at them dumbly. 'Take them off or we'll tear them off,' Chuck almost yelled.""I didn't want that to happen so I started to unbutton the front of my dress. I reached the second button and just couldn't go on. 'I just can't,' I mumbled between my tears. They were on me like wild cats. Chico grabbed the front of my dress from the top and Chuck grabbed it from the back. They pulled until the fabric gave way and the dress was torn from my body. 'WAIT,' I yelled. 'I'll do it.""They stood back and I quickly grabbed the bottom of my slip and raised it over my head and off. I dropped it numbly to the ground. I was immediately sorry that I hadn't worn my training bra that day and I crossed my hands over my naked titties.""'Put your hands down', Chuck snarled. I obediently lowered my hands and stood before them naked except for my tiny panties. 'Okay cunt, now the panties,' Chuck said with an evil grin. That was when I made my break. I put my hands at the waist band like I was going to take them off, then I turned and ran toward the woods for all I was worth. I must have startled them because I had gone about ten steps before Chico caught me and brought me back kicking and screaming.""Back in the clearing he threw me down...hard. It knocked the wind out of me. 'You fucking bitch,' Chico snarled. He turned me over and tore at my panties ripping them to shreds. I could see Chuck taking off his clothes through Chico's arms as he attacked my poor titties with his hands. I felt like he was going to rip them right off. He leaned forward and bit the right one and I was sure he had ruined me. I could feel blood running down my chest as he chewed on the nipple like candy. I know he would have bit it right off if it hadn't been for Chuck.""'That's enough, Chico,' Chuck yelled. Chico leaned back away from my tit. I looked up in horror as Chuck approached. He was totally naked and his... his... his cock was jutting out in front of him. It was huge. 'Hold her arms, Chico, its time we made this bitch a woman,' he snarled. I really started to struggle then, but it was no use, they were just too strong.""He got between my legs and pushed himself inside my body. I felt something tearing inside of me and I knew that he had ruined me. I screamed and screamed through that damned gag."She began to cry again uncontrollably. "Oh God, Linda, it hurt so bad. It still hurts. I must have blacked out because I don't remember him finishing. The next thing I remember is waking up to an even bigger pain. I was on my stomach and Chico was ramming himself in and out of my...my...butt hole. I couldn't even cry anymore, there were no tears left. Eventually I felt him stiffen and I knew he was shooting his spunk up inside my bowels.""He climbed off of me and I curled up into a little ball. I sensed, rather than heard the rustle of clothes as they redressed. 'We're going to have to kill her,' I heard Chico say. 'She'll tell someone about this for sure.'""I heard a crashing sound coming through the woods. 'Someone's coming' I heard Chuck whisper. 'Let's get out of here.' Then there was nothing but blackness."She calmed down a little and even had a little smile on her face. "The next thing I remember is a wetness being dragged over my face. I opened my eyes to find that I was being licked by a little dog. A DOG! There really WAS a dog. And those big, brave men ran away from it."She started to chuckle and then burst into another fit of crying. I held her until you calmed down a little. "We're going to have to tell the police," I said."Oh, I just couldn't, it would be too embarrassing. If it's okay with you, I'll just stay here for a while until my parents get back and then I'll go home.""If you don't tell the police, they'll just do it to someone else," I argued. "Do you want to be responsible for that?"She seemed to draw on some inner strength. "I guess you're right," she said, here voice a little firmer than it had been.It was then that my bedroom door opened.Chapter Three – Jenny's FateI looked up. Both Tom and my father were standing in the doorway. That was bad enough, but the thing that shocked me the most was that they were both naked. I mean bare-assed naked and both with huge erections."I'm afraid we can't let you do that," Tom said calmly. "Chuck and Chico are friends of mine." He looked at Jenny. "I just talked with them and they tell me you're one hell of a good lay."I stood up between them, blocking Jenny's body with my own. "You leave her alone," I said firmly."Get out of the way or we'll do you after we take care of her," Tom snarled.I was scared to death but Jenny was my friend. "NO," I literally screamed at him.He hit me in the stomach – hard. Then he picked me up and literally threw me against the wall on the opposite side of the room. I slide down the wall and lay there on the floor – stunned.He approached Jenny, his erection sticking out obscenely in front of him. She was scooting away from him on the bed. "Oh no, don't, please don't," she begged piteously."Just relax, Jenny," he said not unkindly. "We're just training you to be the whore you're going to grow up to be."I got to my feet, ran and jumped on him. It was like running into a brick wall. He ignored Jenny for a moment as he picked me up and threw me against the wall again. "NOW STAY THERE," he growled. I slide down the wall again to the floor and I knew then that there was no way I would be able to stop this.He grabbed Jenny by the legs and pulled her to the center of the bed. He spread her little eleven year old legs, centered himself against her and rammed all the way into her helpless pussy. He didn't even give her a chance to adapt. He just began right away fucking her furiously. Her screams were unbelievable. She just screamed and screamed and screamed. He must have been hurting her terribly.My father came up to her and began rubbing his hard cock against her mouth. She instantly closed her mouth trying to keep him out. He grabbed her right nipple and squeezed hard pulling it up away from her body. At the same time he held her nose closed to force her to breath through her mouth. When her mouth opened, he rammed into it all the way to the base. I could see her throat bulging out as he forced his way down it, ignoring any gag reflex she may have had.I heard a soft moaning from the side of the room. I looked over at the door way to find my mother standing there, her skirt pulled up, panties down fingering herself for all she was worth. The bitch was getting off on watching my friend get hurt.I was just to overwhelmed by everything that was happening and I went into a faint. When I came back around, the room was quiet except for my parents and Tom talking quietly in another corner of the room.I looked over at the bed. Jenny was lying there curled up in a little ball. I wondered for a moment if she was dead but then I saw her chest rising and falling slightly as she breathed. I crawled to the bed and pulled myself up on my knees beside it. I reached out and shook her by the arm. She didn't move. "Jenny," I said softly. She still didn't move. I looked at her eyes. They were completely vacant, it was like she had gone off into a world of her own and wasn't even there.My parents locked me in their room that night. I heard our old car starting very late in the night. I looked out the window and watched as they carried Jenny's unmoving body to the car where they dumped it in the back seat. After they drove off, I wondered if they had killed her. It was bad enough that my relatives were rapists but I surely didn't want them to be murderers as well. I thought that maybe I should go to the police as soon as a got the chance, but then I decided that I really didn't want to end up in a foster home.I later learned that they had dropped her off in front of her home and that she had ended up in an insane asylum. I went there one time when I was a little older, but she didn't even recognize me.Chapter Four – A Gift for My Twelfth BirthdayAfter the incident with Jenny, things got extremely quiet around the house. Tom started coming home every night for dinner and was almost never drunk although I knew that he was still drinking because I could smell it on his breath. Mom, too, dropped way back on the amount she had been drinking. She was actually cooking meals for everyone and the house, while not sparkling clean, was still far cleaner than I had ever seen it.Dad was the biggest change of all. I think he had quit drinking completely. If he was, it wasn't very much because I could never smell it on his breath. He went to work every day and came home at the same time every night. The biggest thing was his relationship with Mom. Before he used to cuss at her, calling her things like whore and bitch, now he was calling here things like honey and sweetheart. More than that he was all the time cuddling and kissing with her. Actually, it was a little sickening.Still and all, it was a quiet life even though I could still hear the springs squeaking almost every night. I figured it was all because they felt guilty over what they had done to Jenny. I still missed her terribly, but the quiet life we had adopted around the house was pleasant and eventually the pain started to ease a lot.The Friday that I turned twelve started out great. Mom was baking me a cake and I got to lick the bowl. Tom was hanging around teasing me and not actually leaving the house at all except to run to the store when Mom needed more eggs.When Dad came home it was early, around three in the afternoon. That was unusual because he didn't normally come in until around five. I was watching a cartoon sitting on the couch beside Tom when he got there. When I saw him I got up and ran to him, jumping in his arms. "Daddy," I said excitedly, "you're home early.""Well," he said in that deep masculine voice of his, "I wanted to be home for my big girl's birthday. Besides," he continued, "I had to leave early to pick up your present.""Present," I squealed excitedly hugging him even tighter. I couldn't remember the last time I had gotten a present for my birthday. Even for Christmas I usually only got some underwear or something.With my arms around his neck and my legs wrapped around his body, he was holding me up by my buttocks. He began squeezing them roughly with his huge hands, but I was so excited by the idea of a present that I barely noticed. "Where is it," I asked."Where is what," he asked innocently, squeezing again. This time it actually hurt a little and registered in my subconscious."The present," I said petulantly. I lowered my legs indicating I wanted down. He bent his head forward lowering me so my feet would touch the floor. As I slid down the front of his body, I could feel his hard member pressing against my body, even through my dress and his rough jeans. Finally he let go of my ass and I stepped back looking at him little suspiciously. "Just where is it," I asked.He grinned broadly. "Come with me and I'll show you." He held out his hand. I took it and he led me out onto the front porch with my mother and Tom trailing behind. When we got there, my mouth dropped open. There it was – my very own bicycle.I took the three steps off the porch in one leap. I took the handle bars in my hands. It wasn't a new bike by any means, but somebody had painted it a bright red and there was even a bell by the right handgrip. I looked at my parents and smiled. "Thanks," I said appreciatively. They just nodded. Wow, this was really cool."Is it okay if I go show Jen..," I began and then I remembered that Jenny wasn't around anymore. "Can I take it for a ride," I asked weakly.My father grinned. "Sure, just be back in time to eat at four thirty." I put the kickstand up and was ready to roll...I thought. I put my foot on the right pedal and pushed, raising my left leg at the same time – nothing happened and I almost fell down before finally righting the bike. I looked at my parents in disbelief.My father was grinning broadly. Tom was laughing out loud and even my mother was giggling a little. "It might help if you unlocked it first," my father said holding out the key. I then received a lecture that I was never to leave the bike unlocked when I wasn't using it. I knew that they were right because I would be the only kid in the neighborhood with a bike as good as the one they had given me.While I was riding through the park I saw Chuck and Chico. I didn't speak and neither did they. I vowed then and there that someday I would get them for what they did to Jenny. God did I ever miss her.Dinner was a grand affair. My mother had fixed chicken and dumpling which was my favorite meal. After we had eaten, she brought out the cake. She had really gone all out on it. It was a chocolate cake with white icing and it said happy birthday, Linda across the top in red lettering. There were twelve candles lined around the outside.They lit the candles and everybody sang Happy Birthday. Then I made a wish and blew out the candles. It took me two breaths to do it though so I guess I didn't get my wish.Afterward, we all had cake and, another surprise, ice cream. As the guest of honor I got to sit in dad's big easy chair while I was eating it. Dad and Tom sat on the couch and my mother sat in her own chair. When we were finished, Mom took the dishes, sat them in the sink and came back into the living room and sat down. While she was doing that, Tom got up and pulled down the shades while Dad locked the doors.When everybody was seated the room got very quiet. I wasn't sure what was happening so I just sat still, squirming a little. Finally, Daddy looked over at me. "Have you had a good birthday so far?" he asked."Oh yes," I bubbled. "It's the best birthday I've ever had." I looked over at my new bike sitting on the other side of the room. "I never dreamed I'd really have my own bike.""Well, we're glad you've enjoyed it so far," daddy said. "And now its time for the birthday spanking." I'm sure my eyes went wide. "You're almost a grown up girl now and to celebrate your 'coming of age' we want you to show us just how grown up you are. If you take your spanking without crying that will be the end of your birthday. If you cry, you will have to be punished. Do you understand?"I just sat there trembling. "Do you understand?" This time it was a little louder. I nodded numbly. "You will receive 12 swats from each of us, one for each year you've been alive, beginning with your mother, then Tom, and, finally, me. Now go and lay across your mother's lap."I just sat there. "Please, Daddy, don't make me do this," I begged. Tears were running down my face. I had been so happy about my birthday, but now I was just scared."Do it NOW," he rumbled. "If I have to get up and come over there, you're really going to get it."Timidly I climbed from the chair and approached my mother. I looked at her face. I had never seen her look so stern before and I saw something I didn't recognize in her eyes which I now know was lust.She laid me across her lap and held me down with her left hand. I turned my head to look up at her. Her right arm was in the air. I watched in horror as the hand came down hard across my ass. WHAP "One," she counted. WHAP "Two"It continued on until it she reached twelve. It hurt like mad even through the material of my thin dress and panties. It wasn't unbearable, however, and I just laid there and took it, gritting my teeth to keep from crying. I didn't know what kind of punishment they had in mind if I cried, but I was sure it would be much worse than the spanking.I got off of her lap and just stood there rubbing my sore bum. "Now go over to your brother," my mother said. I didn't want to go, but I didn't know what else to do. I started to slowly shuffle toward Tom.As I approached he sat up straight on the couch and put his knees together. I knew what he wanted so I obediently bent over his knees. I just wanted to get it over with. He pulled up the back of my skirt so that the only thing covering my defenseless ass was my panties.When the first swat hit I yelped. I couldn't help it. He was hitting at least twice as hard as mom had. Then I gritted my teeth and, somehow, took the last eleven without crying. I groaned a lot, but that was it. When he hit the last stroke, however, I was off his lap in a flash jumping up and down holding my ass. "OH! OH! OH! OW! OW! OW! It hurts so baaaadddd."Tom was grinning broadly. My daddy laughed out loud, "I can't believe you still haven't cried. I'll bet your little ass is bright red even through your black skin."Tom started to chuckle. "Why don't we have her show us?""An excellent idea," my daddy answered. "Linda, take off your panties and raise your dress so we can see if your ass is really red.""Oh, Daddy, I couldn't. PLEASE don't make me."My mother interrupted. "Do as your father told you, Linda. And do it NOW!"I turned and looked at my mother and stood there staring in disbelief. I couldn't believe my eyes. She had her skirt hiked up around her waist and her hand inside her panties, rubbing furiously. I knew then that I was in serious trouble. My mother was a total slut and my father and brother...I remembered Jenny...my father and brother were rapists. What chance did I have?They had been nice at the start of today just to gain my trust. I wondered if they were wicked enough that they wanted to make me happy so that my humiliation would be that much greater.Steeling myself, because I knew the rest of the night was going to be rough, I reached up under my skirt, grabbed the waist of my panties, pulled them down and let them drop at my feet. My mother started rubbing even more furiously. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she shock all over as a powerful orgasm overtook her.I was shook from my thoughts by my father's voice. "Now raise the skirt, Linda. Tom and I want to see if your ass is red." Resigned, I reached down and grabbed the hem of my skirt. I raised it quickly fearing that if I went slowly I would lose my nerve.My mother's eyes were back. She was staring intently at my hairless pussy and frigging herself hard once again. Apparently she became impatient because she paused just long enough to push her own panties down and off. Then she went back to fingering herself. She inserted one finger and looked directly at me. "Do you like what you see?" she asked.I closed my eyes as tight as I could and shook my head. I felt hands squeezing the buns of my sore ass. "Not yet, Tom," my father said. "She hasn't cried yet and I'll be damned if I don't think she might make it." Then to me, "Get your black ass across my knee's girl."I had been so appalled by the sluttishness of my mother that I had forgotten I still had twelve more swats to take. From my father's words I thought I might be able to get out of this yet.I dropped my skirt back down and walked to him to get across his knees. He stopped me before I got there, however. "Wait a minute girl," he growled. "Before you get in position, lose the skirt.""Daddy, please no...""Don't give me any back talk, girl. You don't have anything we haven't seen before."Reluctantly, I dropped my skirt, letting it lie in a heap around my feet. I was now naked except for my tiny tee shirt. I laid across his lap, determined that I wasn't going to cry no matter what.I expected him to begin my beating, for that was what it truly was, right away. But instead he began to gently massage my butt cheeks. It eased the pain of the former spankings somewhat and then, as he continued for a very long time I began to relax. I even got a little excited as I could feel the wetness between my legs but that may have been caused by his hard member that I could feel pushing against the side of my body.Just when I thought that maybe he wasn't going to really spank me, he started – really hard. It startled me so much that I started to cry – I just couldn't help it. Tears were streaming down my face and I was screaming at the top of my voice. When he hit six strokes he stopped for a second. He reached between my legs and stroked my pussy lightly. I began to calm down and get a little excited when he started again and again I was crying as hard as I could as the last six strokes rained down upon my helpless body.When he finally let me up, I immediately ran up the stairs to my room. I threw myself across the bed and began crying uncontrollably. I was shaking all over. Why? Oh why were they so mean to me?I hadn't been there fifteen minutes when I heard my door open and my mother's voice. "Linda, come back downstairs, we want to talk to you." I got up and reached for a robe when she interrupted me. "You won't need that." I ignored her and put on the robe anyway.Back downstairs, I carefully sat down in the easy chair my father usually occupied. I say carefully because my ass was still very sore. Once my mother was back and seated, my father began:"Linda, as you know you failed the big girl test by crying during your spanking. However, you are now at the age where you should indeed be a big girl. So what we're going to do is teach you how to be a big girl and part of that is knowing how to please a man."I started to cry again, remembering what had happened to Jenny and now it was going to happen to me. My father continued, "Part of knowing how to please a man is knowing the proper way to suck his cock." I started crying even harder. "Your mother is one of the best cocksuckers I've ever met so she will demonstrate on me and then you can try it on Tom." He looked at my mother. "Come over and start the demonstration, dear."She got up and stood in front of him. She slowly began unbuttoning the buttons on the front of her dress. She looked at me and smiled. "Whenever possible, you should be totally naked when you're sucking off a man. The sight of your naked body will excite him even further."She continued removing her clothes until she stood naked before him. She fell to her knees in front of him reaching for his belt at the same time. She then unbuckled and unbuttoned him. Pulling his zipper down she reached for both sides of his jeans and pulled both the jeans and his boxer shorts down and off at the same time. She turned toward me, "I was able to do that because he wasn't wearing shoes. If you are preparing to go down on a man with shoes, always remove them first."I was barely able to hear her. My eyes were fixed in amazement at my fathers erect cock. It was huge. It must have been at least nine inches long and an inch and a half across. I had been too upset to notice when they were raping Jenny. My mother's voice finally penetrated my consciousness. "Yes, he does have a nice big cock, doesn't he my dear." I nodded dumbly. "Now listen to me because this is the most important part. Look at me. Always wrap your lips around your teeth so you won't accidentally scrape his member. Like this." She showed me her mouth. Her lips were wrapped around her teeth so that her mouth looked like a big toothless hole. "Now you try it." I was beginning to get a little excited. I could feel the wetness of my juices flowing out from between my legs. Involuntarily, my hands went to my pussy and I started rubbing furiously against my clit. I could hardly believe that I was playing with myself in front of my parents and brother, but I just couldn't help it."Linda," my mother said crossly. "Pay attention." She sounded just like my teacher at school.I removed my hand from my pussy like it was a hot stove. I was so embarrassed. Obediently, I covered my teeth with my lips like she had shown me. "Now," my mother continued, "you may want to lick around it a little before you deep throat it." She leaned forward and ran her tongue up the whole length of my father's cock. He moaned softly.She pulled back and looked at me again. "To deep throat him, you will need to overcome your gag reflex. To do this, when you begin to gag, swallow as hard as you can and push forward. That way he will slip right into your throat."She leaned forward and took dad's cock into her mouth. She bobbed up and down a couple of times and then, as I watched in disbelief, his entire length disappeared into her mouth and down her throat.She pulled off of him and looked at me. "Now you get over here to Tom and show us what you've learned."I climbed from the chair and walked woodenly to stand in front of my widely grinning brother. I sank to my knees in front of him and reached for his belt. My mother interrupted, "You're forgetting something, Linda."I thought for a minute and then I remembered. I stood up before my brother and turned around. I untied my robe and lowered it slowly down my back. I looked over my shoulder at Tom and smiled as my bare ass came into view. I let the robe drop to the floor and turned around exposing my hairless pussy to his excited gaze. His mouth was open in disbelief. He didn't think I was going to like what was happening. He was wrong, at least I hoped he was wrong. I had decided that since I couldn't prevent this thing I may as well try to enjoy it.I raised my tee shirt until just the bottom part of my breasts were exposed, then I quickly jerked if over my head and dropped it to the floor. I put my hands to my sides. I was completely naked in front of my parents and brother. I was going to suck my brother's cock and I was embarrassed, a little afraid, and very excited. I could feel my juices gathering between my legs.I fell to my knees in front of him, quickly stripped of his shoes and almost as quickly had his pants and jockey shorts off of him so that he was naked from the waist down. His cock was even a little bigger than dad's and I wasn't at all sure that I would even be able to get it in my mouth.I reached out hesitantly and took it in my small hand. I could barely get my fingers around half of it. I pumped up and down on it a few times and saw a clear liquid appear at the opening at the top of it. I wondered if this was the cum the girls at school talked about. I leaned forward and stuck out my tongue to taste it. I was surprised to find that it was almost tasteless, but what taste there was I liked.I licked up and down his shaft a couple of times. I heard my mother in the background. "Take him into your mouth now, dear. Remember to cover your teeth with your lips." I opened my mouth as wide as I could, covered my teeth with my lips and attempted to take his knob into my mouth. It was all I could do, but I finally managed to get it inside. I sucked on it like a lollipop.I felt Tom's hands on the top of my head. It hit the back of my mouth and I began to gag. I pushed as hard as I could on him trying to get him off of me. It was no longer erotic, it simply hurt. I felt my mother's hands rubbing my back. "Swallow, Linda, swallow. You can do it." I knew that she was absolutely crazy. If that thing ever entered my throat it would kill me. Nevertheless, I swallowed.I felt the start of his cock entering my throat. I had never felt anything so painful. It felt like a telephone pole had been rammed down my throat. Tears were running from my eyes as he continued to push himself into my defenseless throat. He never stopped until I felt the hairs of his crotch pressing against my mouth and I knew he was all the way buried inside of me.I was feeling nothing but one long unbelievably painful mouth fucking as he pulled out slightly and plunged back in, pulled out and plunged. I was struggling the whole time as he fucked my mouth unmercifully. "Holy shit, Sis, you're the best mouth fuck I've ever had," he yelled. "Here it comes!" I felt him grow even bigger in my helpless throat and I knew that he was spurting his cum directly into my stomach. He pulled out until just the head was in my mouth and continued spurting gobs of his terrible tasting spunk.I swallowed as fast as I could because I had no choice, but even so some of it seeped out the sides of my mouth. Finally, the spurts become less and less and then they stopped completely. I felt him grow soft in my mouth. He let go of my head and I pulled off. I turned my head to the side and began retching all over the floor beside me.I watched in horror as the gobs of cum that had entered my stomach came back up. The white cum was speckled with streaks of red and I knew that somehow he had torn my esophagus and I was throwing up blood along with his cum. Finally the retching stopped and I curled up in a ball with my throat hurting unbelievably bad. It hurt too much for me to even cry. Then everything went completely black.When I came to, I was lying on the floor with my head in my mother's lap. She was stroking my hair and cooing to me softly. I never will understand my mother. At times she can be the most caring loving mother in the world. At other times she can be a total bitch and a slut. This was one of her caring moments. "She's coming around, Cal," she said to my father. "Don't you think she's had enough for one night?""Now Ellie," he replied. "You know what we agreed to. Besides, I've waited twelve years to get into that little virgin twat of hers and that's long enough for any man to wait."My mother sighed. "I suppose you're right, Cal. Its just that your so big and she's so little and Tom was so rough on her.""You know that's the way the men in our family are, Ellie. We treat women like the total sluts they are and if sometimes we're a little rough on them that's just the way it is. I'll tell you what though, if you want to help her out a little with that talented tongue of yours I won't object." He chuckled, "Besides there's nothing like a little mother-daughter lesbian sex to get a man excited."By this time I was totally awake. I looked up at my mother with wide eyes. "What's lesbian sex?" I rasped. My throat was so sore I could barely talk above a whisper.She looked down on me with total love in her eyes. ""That's when two women make love to each other, honey. Daddy just said that I can get you all excited so it won't hurt so bad when he pops your little cherry. Do you want me to do that for you?"I wasn't at all sure about that, but at least it would put off the time when Tom and my dad raped me like they did Jenny. The pain in my throat had died down a little, but I still didn't think I could talk without pain so I just nodded.My mother had to help me to my feet. My body hurt all over. I stood watching as Tom and my dad removed the couch cushions and pulled out the hide-a-bed. I hadn't even known it was that kind of couch.My mother positioned me on my back in the middle of the bed and told me to spread my legs. She positioned herself between the "V" of my legs, leaned forward and started licking around the outer lips of my pussy. That felt kind of good and I started to squirm a little. Then she licked between the lips all the way from my hole to the top where she nibbled gently on my clit. That felt unbelievably good and I forgot all about my pain and began to moan. She alternated between licking my clit and pushing her tongue into my hole. I went up and up and up and then I had the biggest orgasm I had ever had in my whole life. I shook all over as the sensations of pleasure flooded over me.My mother raised to her knees and looked down at me smiling. I could see the juices from my cunt on her lips. She stuck out her tongue to run it around the lips to take in my juices to taste."Okay, that's enough," my father said eagerly. "It's my turn."My mother turned around on the bed and kneeled on my arms. She reached forward and grabbed an ankle in each hand. She pulled at my legs until I was bent almost completely double. She spread her arms causing my legs to spread until I was wide open and available to anyone who wanted to use me. "Be brave, my darling," she whispered quietly.I watched in horror as my father climbed onto the bed. He looked at me and said, "When I finish with this, you will no longer be a little girl but a real woman." He centered his cock on my virgin cunt and pushed just a little. "Damn but you're tight," he said. "Getting inside you is going to take some force.""Please, Daddy," I begged piteously. "Don't do this to me.""I have to," he said. "We need the money." I wondered what in the world he was talking about. I was going to ask, but before I could he rammed forward with all his might. I screamed as he tore away my cherry and buried himself completely in my cunt."IIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!" I couldn't help myself. The pain was unbelievable. It was as if he had stuck his whole arm inside me instead of his cock even though I knew his arm was bigger. He didn't give me a chance to adjust, but started fucking me hard immediately. I screamed and screamed. I was nothing but one total mass of pain. "IIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE!"He kept plunging in and out, in and out. Faster and faster. There was no pleasure in this act. There was nothing but unbelievable pain. I couldn't stop screaming. I tried to pull free, but my mother held my legs tight. It seemed to go on forever, but finally I felt him stiff above me and I knew he was filling me with his seed. Oh God, I thought through the pain, What if he makes me pregnant. My mother released my legs and he collapsed on top of me.I couldn't breath and I was afraid he was going to smother me. At that moment I hurt so bad that death would have been a welcome relief. Finally, however, he rolled off of me. I curled myself up in to a tight little ball, trying to make the pain as little as possible. I could feel my blood, my virgin blood flowing down the side of my right leg. I wonder numbly if I was going to bleed to death.I felt strong arms lifting me up and carrying me up the stairs. I was laid gently on my bed. "Try to get some sleep, Honey," I heard my mother say. "We'll talk in the morning."I heard the door close quietly and the lights in my bedroom go out. I laid there in the dark wondering what I had ever done to deserve this. And on my own twelfth birthday no less. Finally, I drifted into a fitful sleep.Chapter Five – WhoringThe next morning my mother came into my room and sat on the bed beside me. She was still naked, but for some reason that didn't surprise me. "I need to talk with you, Linda," she said quietly."Now that you're no longer a virgin in every way but one, you're going to have to start earning your keep."I looked at her quizzically.She continued, "There are a lot of men out there, particularly white men, who will pay a lot of money to fuck a little black girl. In the beginning we will bring the men here. Later, when you get a little bit more experience, we will send you to the men. You'll have to get yourself all prettied up because the first man is coming at eight o'clock tonight."" at... but," I stammered. "That would make me a whore. Daddy kicked Wendy out for being a whore."Her voice turned hard. "No, Daddy kicked Wendy out because the little tramp was holding out on us. We were hardly making any money at all off of her.""No, Mommy, please," I begged piteously. "I don't want to be a whore.""You don't have a choice about it," she said harshly. "The women in this family have been spreading their legs for money for as long as anybody can remember.""Even great grandma Jones?" I asked, hoping to disprove what she had said.She laughed. "Especially great grandma Jones. She used to brag that if all the different cocks she'd had in her were spread end to end they would go around the world twice.""Anyway, you get some rest because tonight's going to be hard on you. You're going to lose your last virginity to Jim McDonald.""My last virginity?" I asked questioningly.She laughed again. "Your sweet little asshole, girl. Your sweet little asshole." With that she got up and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.After she left I lay there shaking. I had thought my throat was small and my poor little pussy still hurt from where my father had raped me last night. But my asshole? That was smaller than any of my other openings.I reached back an put my little finger against it. I pushed in just a little bit and even that hurt. I was still extremely tired from my ordeal the previous night and eventually I fell back into a fitful sleep.The next thing I remember, is my mother calling me. "Linda, its time to get up and get ready for your date tonight."I came instantly awake. "Date? Ha! That's a laugh. Rape would be more like it," I said bitterly."Now, Linda, don't be that way," my mother replied. Then motioning, "Come with me."I was still naked, but that just didn't matter to me anymore. I even wiggled my ass at Tom when we passed in the hall as I obediently followed my mother.She took me into the bathroom and closed the door. The first thing I noticed was a rubber bag that looked like it was filled with water or something. There was a long hose with a clip and a wicked looking nozzle on the end of it. I had seen it before, but I didn't have any idea what it was for and previously the bag had been empty."First, I need to teach you how to douche," my mother told me. She picked up the nozzle and handed it to me. "Here, stick this up your pussy as far as it will go."I looked closer at the nozzle. It was larger at one end with holes in it then it tapered down so that it fit into the hose. I wasn't anywhere near as big as daddy's cock had been last night so I figured it probably wouldn't hurt too much. So, to keep my mother from getting mad, I just spread my legs and pushed it inside myself.She told me to sit on the toilet and then she opened the nozzle. It felt kind of strange as the liquid poured into my impaled cunt. Actually, it turned me on a little.While it was running into me and back out into the toilet, my mother explained what was going on. "You'll want to do this as quickly as possible after every time you've been fucked in the cunt. The water has a spermicidal in it to keep you from getting pregnant. She showed me the powder that was mixed with the water. If you haven't, you'll still want to do it after every time you have sex to keep yourself smelling fresh for your next customer."When the bag was empty I figured we were done. I pulled the nozzle out and started to walk away. "Where do you think you are going young lady," my mother barked. "We aren't finished yet." I turned back toward her. She was already refilling the bag with warm water. "Lay on the floor on your left side," she told me.I obeyed, wondering what was going on now. I felt her lifting my right butt cheek and then there was something greasy pressing against my little rosebud between them. I gasped as I felt the same nozzle she had used for the douche being pushed deep into my ass. It hurt a little, but not too bad."Now lay still," she said as she opened the clip and the water flowed into my bowels. "Normally we wouldn't use this nozzle, but I want you to be particularly clean for Jim."She repeated the procedure three times and by the time she was through I figured I wouldn't have to shit for a week. She then had me take a shower that was so hot that I was sure it was going to burn me.From there we went back to my bedroom and changed the sheets. By this time it was seven in the evening. She told me to lay down for a little while. I felt a whole lot better from everything that had been done to me and I fell asleep almost immediately.I didn't get to sleep for long though because she was back at seven thirty to "get me ready" for Jim. When she was done I was tied face down on the bed. There were three pillows piled up under my crotch which pushed my little ass way up in the air. My hands were tied to the two front bedposts and my feet were tied to the two bottom posts. I was completely helpless.Before she left, I looked at my mother, "Mommy, how much am I getting for letting the man do this to me?" I really didn't want to know, I was just trying to put off the inevitable as long as possible.She looked at me aghast. "You, my sweet daughter, are getting a roof over your head, a few clothes and food in your stomach. Your daddy and I are getting a thousand dollars for your pretty little asshole." She left then, slamming the door behind her.I laid there shaking for what seemed like a long time although in reality I'm sure it was only about fifteen minutes. I could hear voices wafting up from downstairs. They were making no attempt to keep their voices down but it was still I had to listen closely to hear what they were saying.There was obviously a strange man down there because I heard him say, "Do you still have that little quirt I used on Wanda the last time I was here?"I heard my father's reply. "Yes, but if you want to use it, it's going to cost a lot more. Wanda was out of commission for two weeks when you used that on her. I lost a lot of money."I could hear them continuing to haggle about price. They were arguing about what it was going to cost to hurt me. I couldn't believe it and started crying.Finally, I heard heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. I heard the door to my room open and I knew it was about to start. I was shaking all over.Through tear-filled eyes I looked at the man who was about to abuse me. He was fairly short, about five-eight or so. He was dressed in a black suit with a white shirt and black tie. He carried a short little quirt. But thing think that impressed me most about him was that he was old...I mean ancient. He wasn't overweight, but apparently he had been because his skin hung in folds around his neck and face. He grinned at me and I saw that his teeth had been broken off in several places. It was an evil grin. "Hello, slut," he said softly."Hello," I sobbed. "Please, please don't hurt me.""Oh, but I want to hurt you.""Why do you want to do that?""Because I can," he said and brought the quirt down hard against my naked defenseless ass. I screamed and screamed. I knew that the evil thing had broken the skin because I could feel the blood running down the side of my butt.While I was screaming, he was calmly undressing. Finally, I calmed down a little. He climbed onto the bed and stood straddling me. He brought the quirt down hard between my splayed legs. The body of it spread my defenseless ass cheeks ant the tip whipped around and dug directly into my clit.He laughed maniacally. He jumped between my legs, centered himself on my ass hole and plunged into me. The pain was unbelievable."OH GOD! PLEASE STOP! TAKE IT OUT OF ME, PLEEEZE!"He ignored my pleas and began fucking me as hard as he could. I felt like my entire insides were being ripped out. My screams turned to guttural moans. It hurt so bad that I couldn't even scream anymore. I just wanted it to be over. I wanted to curl up into a little ball and die.Eventually, I felt him stiffen and I knew he was shooting into my torn rectum. 'Thank God,' I thought. 'It's over.' I couldn't have been more wrong.I felt myself being maneuvered around. I was too weak to resist. When he was finished, I was bound spread-eagled again, but this time on my back. The damned pillows were under my butt this time pushing my pussy up for his use.I thought he was just going to fuck me, but he climbed off the bed to stand beside it. He had the quirt. He raised it high over his head and then he brought it swishing down to land right on my exposed tits. I screamed. Oh God how I screamed. I looked down to see that both of my breasts were bleeding right below the nipple.His next blow cut a strip across both breasts right above the nipple. "Damn it all," he cursed. "How could my aim be so off?" He brought the quirt down again and this time it landed right on the tips of my nipples tearing them open. I screamed once and blacked out from the pain.When I came back around it was to increased pain. He was standing straddling me again and whipping my cunt with that damned quirt. He must have been doing it for a while because I could feel my blood running down the crack of my ass and puddling on the bed. I hadn't thought I had it in me to scream anymore. I was wrong.He must have been waiting for me to start screaming again, because he immediately dropped the quirt. He jumped between my legs and brutally rammed himself into the bloody gash that was my cunt. It was too much. I blacked out again.When I began to revive a bit, the man was gone. I was no longer bound and I could feel the coolness that new sheets give off. There were bandages on my tits and between my legs. My mother was wiping my forehead with a cool washcloth.I groaned slightly in pain. That prompted my mother to begin crooning softly to me. "Oh my poor baby. Its going to be okay. Mommy will make you feel better." Her voice turned hard. "That bastard was even more brutal with you than he was with Wanda. When your daddy saw what he had done to you he beat the hell out of him, took all the rest of the money that was in his wallet and kicked him out in the street in nothing but his jockey shorts."Even through all my pain I had to grin at that. The bastard deserved that and more.It took me six weeks to fully recover from the incident with Jim. Although mom and dad had me back whoring in five weeks. Over the next seven months I probably had more cocks in my cunt, mouth and asshole than the average woman has in her lifetime. Then something happened that would change my life for a long time.Chapter Six – Sugar DaddyWhen I turned thirteen mom and dad put me out working the streets. They said they didn't want to make the same mistake with me that they had with Wendy so they told me I could keep everything I made over five hundred dollars a night. Five hundred dollars a night? Even at fifty dollars a throw which was what I figured I could charge because of my age I would have to take care of ten cocks before I would start to make anything for myself. I wondered how sore my pussy would be if I took on twenty in one night. I decided that would be my goal. I had already decided that I wasn't going to be their whore for any longer than I had to.I remember my first night on the streets. It was the first day of my summer vacation. My dad dropped me off in the red light district just before dark. He had rented a room for me at the sleazy motel about two blocks away. I had strict instructions not to get in to anybody's car until I got to know some of the clientele. Clientele? Bastards would have been more like it. Being a whore at home was one thing, but being out here on the street like a common slut was another thing entirely. I didn't like it one little bit.Anyway, I just stood there in the background for a while as the pros began plying their trade. I couldn't believe the way they were dressed. One woman was wearing nothing more than a bra and panties and something very thin at that. Nothing was left to the imagination. There seemed to be nobody in anything more really short shorts and a halter top. It was funny, but in a way I felt out of place in my short frumpy dress, bobby socks and penny loafers. Underneath my dress I was wearing a red bra and panties – my mother bought them for me as she said they looked good against my black skin and that would drive the "Johns" wild.The whores would wave at passing cars and men would pull up to the curb and talk for a few minutes. Sometimes the woman would get into the car and it would pull away. About a half an hour later the girl would be back.I had been standing there for about and hour trying to work up my nerve to go a little bit forward and wave at some cars when a black woman came up to me. She was wearing red short shorts and a red bra. I thought about what my mother had said about red looking sexy against black skin. "What are you doing here, honey," she asked kindly. "You're way too young to be out here like this. These people will eat you alive."I screwed up my courage. I had this almost uncontrollable urge to cry, but I choked back the tears. "I'm here for the same reason you are," I said with more bravado than I actually felt.She laughed. "You? You're not even wet behind the ears yet."I couldn't hold it any longer. I started to cry with my mouth scrunched up and tears running down my face. "It's not that I want to," I sobbed. "I don't have a choice.""Hey, kid," she said not unkindly. "Turn off the tears. That's not going to do you any good at all."I sniffled and wiped the tears away from my eyes. I still felt like crying, but somehow I held it back."Look," she said. "It's early and business won't really pick up for a while. Why don't we go down to Barney's and get a cup of coffee and we can talk about this for a while.""Barney's?""It's a little hole-in-the-wall just down the street, but they serve a good cup of coffee and their food isn't too bad either if you're hungry."I nodded numbly. "Okay," I said aloud.When we entered there were two girls sitting in a booth just inside the door eating diner. "Hi Laura," one of them said through a mouthful of food. "Who's the kid? Yours?""No, this is..." She looked at me."Linda," I said timidly."That's just like you, Laura," said the other girl wiping her mouth with a napkin. "Taking in all the little urchins that show up around here."I was beginning to get my spunk back. I had a new friend in Laura or at least I thought she might be a friend and I wasn't going to put up with her being insulted. "I am NOT an urchin" I said angrily. I wasn't really sure what an urchin was, but it didn't sound like anything good."Come on Linda," said Laura. "Let's sit down."She led me to a booth in the far back corner of the restaurant. A really fat, bald man, who I assumed was Barney, came over to take our order. Laura had a coffee and I got a hot chocolate since I really didn't like coffee.Once our filled cups were in front of us, she looked me straight in the eye. "Okay," she said, "What did you mean that you don't have a choice?"I stared at my folded hands on the table. "I just don't," I mumbled."And the reason you don't is?"She was being persistent and I was getting irritated. "Because my daddy dropped me of and told me I had to," I snapped. "Now are you satisfied?""You poor thing. There must be something we can do." She paused for a moment and seemed to be thinking. "I'll tell you what, I've got a friend, a client actually, who's a cop. We can have him arrest your daddy and put him in jail. That way you won't have to do this."I started to sob softly. I knew that she was just trying to be nice, but she just didn't understand. "We can't do that," I said through my tears. "They might put me in a foster home and I couldn't stand that. Even if they didn't, my brother would just take over and put me right back out here and if he didn't my mother would.""Wow, your family sounds like a bunch of real bastards." I could tell she was really mad. If her face hadn't been so black, I'm sure it would have turned red with anger."I guess you're right. But I should have expected it. They did the same thing with my sister.""You have a sister? What was her name?""Wendy," I answered.She was quiet for a long time. Finally, she sighed. "You probably aren't going to believe this, but I knew your sister. As a matter of fact we were best friends before she took off for New York with Rob."I was excited. "You knew Wendy? Is she okay?""As far as I know. I got a letter from her about a month ago. I guess Rob got a job in the stock exchange and is making good money. They are still together and planning on getting married in January. She asked about you. Wanted to know if I had seen you on the streets yet. I wrote back and told her I hadn't. Guess I owe her another letter since I've met you.""Wow, I'm really happy that she's doing okay." Suddenly I remembered. "Oh God, I've got get back on the street. Dad said if I didn't bring in at least four hundred dollars tonight he was going to kill me. He might do it too." I started to cry again. Why was life so unfair?"There, there little one," Laura said. "Wendy asked me take care of you if you showed up and I owe her that much, she's been a really good friend. She helped me out when I was flat broke and didn't have a cent. I've got a lot of regular clients who will pay a lot to be with somebody as young as you. What are you about fourteen?""Thirteen," I told her.When we left the restaurant it was totally dark and the street was abuzz with cars stopping, girls leaving and returning and so forth. Laura put me in a dark corner and told me to wait and she would "see what she could do."As I watched it didn't appear like she was very good at what she did. The other girls had left and been back several times and still she just stood there with her hands on her hips. After about 45 minutes a large white Cadillac came rolling down the street.She raised her hand and the car pulled up beside her. She opened the door and I thought she was going to get in. Instead she leaned forward and started talking to the man. They talked for several minutes and then she turned and motioned for me to come over.My legs were shaking as I approached the car. I peeked in at the man. He was older, probably in his fifties or sixties. He was almost totally bald and wore a suit and tie that seemed to be poured onto his body. He looked extremely strong and more than just a little bit scary."Linda, honey," Laura said. "This is Sam. He's a really nice man and he's willing to give you $700.00 to spend the night with you. Would you like that?"I was shaking now. "I guess," I replied weakly."It's okay, honey. Sam knows that you're new to this and he'll be as gentle as possible with you. Isn't that right, Sam?""Laura, you know that I'm not a violent man by nature and I'll be extremely careful to open this little flower as gently as possible. Well, what do you think, Linda? If you'd like to spend some time with me, just climb in."Alarms went off in my head. Daddy had warned me not to get into a car until I knew the guy, but this was probably different. After all he knew Laura and she was trying to help me. Finally, I just climbed into the big captain's chair on the passenger side.He reached across me and handed some folded bills to Laura. "A little something for your time," he said. I didn't know how much he had given her, but the top of the first bill was $100.00."Thanks, Sam," she said. She closed the door and I felt the car begin to move. My skirt had begun to ride up so I pulled it down."You should have left it up," he said with a chuckle. "I was enjoying the view." I wasn't going to let him get the best of me so I pulled it up as far as I could without raising in the seat. He glanced over at me. "Oh, red panties. I really like that. Why don't you take them off?"I pushed my skirt down a little and folded my hands in my lap."Oh come on, Linda. Don't be that way. Just take off your panties and give them to me."I don't know why I was being so stubborn. I mean I knew this guy was going to fuck me and then he'd see me completely naked. Somehow it was the idea of taking them off in the car that bothered me. I sat my lips tight and shook my head "no"."Don't make me get mean, Linda. I promised Laura I'd be gentle with you, but if you don't do like I tell you, I'm going to have to get rough. Now take off the panties." His voice was quiet, but still there was a bite to it.I folded my arms in under my breasts and leaned back in the seat. I was being childish and I knew it, but for once in my life I wanted to get my own way.He sighed. "TAKE THE GOD DAMNED PANTIES OFF YOU FUCKIN' NIGGER CUNT."I was shocked. It wasn't that he had yelled at me, I had been yelled at before. It was what he called me. Of course I knew that the word existed, but I had never had it directed toward me before and it scared me. It was as if I had suddenly become a second class citizen, I could associate with what the slaves must have felt in the old south. Nevertheless, I quickly slid my panties down and off and handed them to him.He stuffed them in his pocket. His voice was calm again. "That's much better. Please don't make me have to yell again."The car fell silent and I suddenly realized that we were no longer in the city. I thought about my situation. Here I was in a car with an old white man with no panties and no idea of where we were going.We drove in silence for a while and he began to talk. "Look, Linda, I'm giving you a lot of money to spend the night with you. I figure that gives me the right to do almost anything I want. I really like women and especially black women, but tonight I feel like being insulting and, hopefully, humiliating you. So for tonight you're nothing but a nigger slave and I am your master. Do you understand?"I'm really not sure why, but the idea excited me. "Yes so Massa, I cerinly does unerstand. I ain't nothing but yer nigger slave. An Isle dos ma better to make yo appy.""Very well nigger, I can see that we're going to get along fabulously."Once again I hadn't been paying attention to where we were going and suddenly he turned off the road to go up to what I recognized as a large white farmhouse set way up off the road. He pulled into the front yard and stopped.He turned toward me. When I am here, I don't allow any of my niggers to wear clothes so before we get out, take off your dress and anything else you're wearing and give them to me."I was beginning to get in to this silly game he was playing. I still wasn't comfortable with being called nigger, but I knew that if this had really been the old south and if I had really been a slave that's what I would have been called so I didn't say anything about it. Instead, I quickly pulled my dress over my head, reached behind my back and undid my bra and handed them both to him. "The shoes and socks too, girly," he said firmly. Reluctantly I leaned down and removed them.He took all my clothes and locked them in the trunk. Then he opened my door for me to get out. It really felt strange standing there totally naked out in the open. I shivered a little although I wasn't sure if it was from the chill in the night air or from the excitement I was beginning to feel between my legs. I was beginning to view this a sort of an exciting adventure.He towered over me by a good foot. I wondered idly if his cock was as big as the rest of him. I wasn't really worried about it because I had taken some really big ones in the past. I started to chuckle. What if he only had a little four incher?"What are you laughing about, wench?" he demanded.I hung my head. "Nothing Massa," I mumbled."Well, come along, Slut," he said and started walking toward the house. I obediently followed along behind. There were rocks in the yard and with me in my bare feet it really hurt.He unlocked the door, opened it and walked in. I followed obediently. He turned to me. "At the top of the stairs at the far end of the hall is the bathroom. Go to it and relieve yourself. In the medicine cabinet you will find an enema bottle. Do you know how to use it?""Yes Massa.""Well get on with it then. When you finish, come back down the hall to the last door on the left. That's my bedroom. Go in and wait. You have twenty minutes so don't doddle."As I was preparing myself, I thought of how my mother had taught me the things I needed to know now. Then I thought of how strange this night had turned out. It was probably the strangest first night on the street that any whore had ever had.When I entered his bedroom with a towel wrapped around myself it was a complete surprise. It was not only huge, but the contents were unreal. There was a huge fireplace along one wall with a mounted moose head hanging above it. There were two easy chairs in front of it with my "master" sitting in one of them that faced the door. He seemed to be totally engrossed in a book he was reading. The other item in the room was the biggest four-poster bed I had ever seen.I stood there wondering what I was expected to do when he finally looked up from his reading. "Lose the towel he said softly and then come and kneel down beside me. You should be on your knees with your hands in your lap."I looked around for someplace to put the towel and, finding nothing, I simply let it drop to the floor. It seemed like I was kneeling silently for hours although I'm sure that it was only a few minutes. I took a quick peek at the title of the book – "Lolita".Finally, he stood up and stretched. "Time for bed. Prepare me." I looked up at him with questioning eyes. "Remove my clothes you dumb cunt."I stood and unbuttoned his shirt and walked around behind him to remove it. He whirled, grabbed my left breast and squeezed hard. "What the fuck do you think you are doing, slut?" He squeezed even harder and began to twist it. The pain was getting bad enough that I almost screamed.Tears were running down my face. "Removing your shirt Massa," I gasped."You stupid nigger. You have to unbutton the cuffs first." He let go of my breast.I unbuttoned the cuffs and then removed the shirt. My tit was still burning like fire but I wasn't going to let this honky know he had hurt me. The role of southern slave had overtaken me completely. It was almost like it was real.I remembered my mother's instructions an knelt before him to remove his shoes and socks. I unbuckled his belt and unbutton the top button of his pants. I reached for the zipper and was shocked to find only another button. His entire fly was composed of about five buttons. I finally succeeded in unbuttoning them all. I pulled down his pants until they dropped at his feet. He lifted first on foot and then the other so I could remove them. That left only his boxer shorts. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed them at either side and pulled them down to his ankles.When I looked up I gasped and my mouth dropped open. Right in front of my face was the biggest cock I had ever seen. It must have been at least ten inches and two inches across – and it was soft!He saw the look on my face and chuckled. "As long as you're down there anyway, why don't you wrap your lips around that little piece of man meat?"I shook my head violently for side to side. There was no way that would ever fit. "It's too big Massa. My mouth is juss too little.""Nonsense, you never know until you try." He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me toward it. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and I felt the huge head pressing against my lips. He pressed harder and it felt like my lips had torn open as the head finally popped into my mouth.I gagged around his cock. "MMMfffffgggg!"I had had a lot of practice at deep-throating during the time I was held hostage at home, but there was no way in hell this monster was going to fit. Nevertheless, I relaxed my throat as much as possible, resolving to never go with this man again.He pulled even harder and the damn thing started going down my throat. I could feel my neck expanding as he forced it further and further into me. I couldn't breathe, not even through my nose. He started taking short little strokes, maybe two inches in and out. I still couldn't breathe and things started to go black. I wondered if this was how I was going to die – with a huge cock stuck obscenely down my throat.Suddenly he pulled out and while I was gasping for air he was spurting his cum all over my face. It got in my eyes, on my nose, down my cheek and, his last spurt he dropped right into my still gasping mouth and I took it down into my lungs.I started coughing and gagging, trying to get the nasty stuff out of my burning lungs. I doubled up in a little ball waiting for the terrible pain in my throat to subside. I silently cursed Laura for giving me to this monster. Finally, the burning eased up a little and my breathing returned to normal.I sat part way up supporting myself on my hands. I looked around he was sitting in the chair playing lazily with himself and grinning slightly."Feeling a little bit better now?" he asked softly. I didn't trust myself to speak so I just nodded."That's really good because we still have two hours left before we have to leave to take you back. And I'm really looking forward to fucking that little nigger cunt of yours."His use of that word, that horrible word put my mind right back into the roll of a southern slave. "Yes suh Massa.. Whatever ya wants Massa."He stood up. "Well, get over on that bed and get the sheets warm. I don't want to put my clean white body on cold sheets."I obediently dragged my weary body to the bed. I pulled back the covers and climbed in. He was right. The sheets were extremely cold. I welcomed the cold as it felt good...waking me up somewhat. I rolled over onto my front and the cold almost completely eased the aching I still had in my breast.I felt the mattress sag and knew that he had climbed on. I rolled over on my back and spread my legs invitingly. "Isss here fo ya Massa. Use my slutty nigger body any way that maks ya appy."I knew that he had promised Laura he would be gentle with me. He landed on top of me with his full weight, his 6'2", 230 lb body crushed my little 5'4", 115 lb body back into the mattress completely knocking the breath out of me. He gave me almost no chance to adjust. I felt his cock head pushing hard on my dry, unwilling cunt lips.He managed to get the massive head part way inside. I felt more pain than I had ever felt before in my life."AHHHHHHHH ...OWWWWWWW ...BIG ...TOO BIGGGG ...T00 BIGGGGGGG! ITS STRETCHING ME ...IT HURTS ...IT HURTS ...ITS TOO BIGGGGGG!" I was sobbing in pain as I flet his cock giving a twitch of excitement. "STOP ...STOP ...IT WON'T FIT ...ITS TOO BIGGGGG!"He gave me no chance, just forcing his full 12 inches inside my defenseless body. I screamed and screamed. The pain was unbelievable."OH GOD! PLEASE ...STOP ...PLEASE STOP! PLEASE! OH GOD ...IT HURTSS ...IT HURTS SO BADDDDDDDD ...OWWWWWWW!"Tears were streaming down my face as he ravaged me brutally. Yet, slowly the pain faded and I could feel my self building toward an incredible orgasm.Oh, yes ...God ...oh, God ...yes ...yes ...I ...I'm cuminggggggggggggggg ... I'm cummiiiiingggggg!"I felt him stiffening inside of me and knew that he was filling my body with his cum. That set me off again"Oh, yes ...its so good...fill me up...fill me with your wonderful man cream...fill me...fill me...soo goooooooooooood."I wrapped my little black legs around his big white body and pulled him as deep into me as he could possibly go. I felt him spurt one last time and then, gasping, he collapsed on top of me. His weight was crushing me and even that felt good.Finally, he rolled off of me and pulled me into his arms. "That was fantastic," he said softly. I just nodded. He was right, it had been great.For a long time we just laid there, enjoying the warmth of each other's bodies and basking in the afterglow of our fantastic orgasms. Finally, he broke the silence. "Linda?" I opened my eyes and looked up at him. "How would you feel about coming here to live with me?"That woke me up. I sat up on my knees beside him. It just seemed like the natural thing to do so I grabbed his cock in my right hand. It was still soft, but immediately began to rise as I fondled it. "I don't know. I think I would probably like it, but my daddy would never let that happen. He expects me to make money for the family.""Well, think about it. I can probably solve the problem with your daddy if I talk to him. OOOH, damn that feels good."He was all the way hard by now so I straddled him, centered him on my cunt and rode him to an unbelievable orgasm for both of us.On the way back in the car we were both quiet for a while, each of us centered on our own thoughts. Finally, I broke the silence "If you were really serious about wanting me to come and live with you, I think I would like that very much. We would have to be careful about it though, because if daddy ever found out where we are, he would probably kill you and me both.""Give me a few days to work things out and then I'll send for you." He dropped me off in front of my house and drove away. I wondered if he was being honest or if it would be just another of the many disappointments I had experienced in my young life.My father was furious that I hadn't been waiting for him at the motel when he came to pick me up. He calmed down a lot though when I gave him six of the eight hundred dollars "Massa" had given me. The other two hundred were in my shoe and I would never tell him about that.Two weeks dragged by and I had heard nothing from "Massa" (for I had come to think of him in that way). I had learned a lot about whoring in that time. Laura had been a big help, telling me things I could do to get a man off and out of the room as fast as possible. Still, I was barely making enough money to keep my dad off my back. Worse, he and Tom were still fucking me on a regular basis. My pussy was getting so sore it was even hard to walk sometimes.It was a Wednesday. I had the day off. My mother had insisted that I needed some time to myself to keep from burning out. My dad wasn't happy about it but had finally relented. I went to the mall and just wandered around for a while, I ate lunch at the food court (a burger, fries and a milkshake) and finally went to a movie. It was called "Jungle Fever" and was about a white woman who hooked up with a black man. They finally separated and he accused her of having had nothing more than Jungle Fever.When I finally walked into the house that afternoon there was a strange white man in a suit sitting at the kitchen table with my mom and dad. They were poring over some papers that were laying on the table. I stood silently watching wondering what in the world was going on. Finally, my father picked up the pen that was lying there and pushed it over to my mother who also signed it.The man picked up the papers and placed them in his briefcase. He then withdrew a long piece of paper that I recognized as a check and handed it to my father.I cleared my throat and they all looked my way. For the first time I really looked at the white man sitting there. He was tall, blond and looked to be in his early thirties. His eyes bore into me and shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. I knew he was imagining what I would look like naked.He was the first to speak. "And you must be Linda." He stood up and approached me. He held out his hand. "I'm really glad to meet you. My name's Richard but my friends call me Dick." I extend my hand and he shook it vigorously."I'm glad to meet you, sir," I mumbled meekly.My mother stood up. I thought I saw a tear in the corner of her eye. "Linda, honey, you're going to be living with this nice man for a while. Why don't you run upstairs and pack a suitcase."I was shocked. How could they expect me to go live with this man I had never even seen before? What was going on? I wasn't a piece of property or a slave who could be sold. Then I realized with a sinking feeling that this was exactly what they had done. They had sold me like they might sell a dog or a piece of furniture.I wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of knowing how upset I was so I just headed up the stairs. I threw everything I could think of into the suitcase since I didn't know how long I would be gone. I hoped I would never come back. A glowing hatred had burned itself into my brain. How could my parents even think of selling me? After all, I'm their own flesh and blood. God how I hated them, but I knew I would never let them know it. I went back downstairs.My mother was waiting at the bottom of the stairs. I didn't stand a chance. She threw her arms around me in a big hug. "I can't believe it," she said. "My little girl's got her very own sugar daddy." She actually sounded proud that they had turned me into a complete slut. Finally, she released me from her grip. "Now go give your daddy a kiss goodbye."I obediently sat down the suitcase and walked woodenly to my father. He picked me up in his arms and attempted to kiss me on the lips. I turned my head to the side so that he would get only my cheek. When I did that is was able to look down at the table. The check was still laying there face up. My eyes went wide. Fifty thousand dollars, they had sold me for fifty thousand dollars.As we pulled away from the curb, I wondered what lay ahead. The man named Dick who was driving wasn't hard to look at, but I wondered if he was mean. Would he beat me? Where, exactly were we going. He hadn't said a word since we left and the silence was driving me crazy.Chapter Seven"Massa" and MeWe drove out of the city and into the country. I recognized that it was the same way we had gone on the night I met Massa. Shortly after we left the city, Dick pulled into a rest area. He picked a parking spot well away from the major area that had picnic tables and a restroom.He put a sunscreen in the front window and turned to me. "I want to see what it was that Sam was willing to pay so much money for," he said. "Take off your clothes.""But people will see me," I objected."No they won't" he said. "The windows are tinted so that people can't see in, but we can see out. If you don't believe me, get out and look."I opened the door and climbed out. Sure enough, he was right. Even up close you couldn't see in. While I was free, I thought about running, but where would I go? So, reluctantly, I climbed back in.Once back inside, I heard a click as he locked the door. "Now," he said with a finality that left no room for questioning. "Strip."I lifted my hips and slid the tiny pink shorts down around my hips and off. I slowly unbuttoned my white blouse and shrugged it off. I was now sitting before him in nothing but my panties and bra."Oh yes," he panted. "You are one very pretty little black girl. Take off the rest."I wanted to tell him to go fuck himself, but instead I just reached behind me and unhooked my bra. I could hear his intake of breath as I let it fall away from my tiny black tits. It was a strange feeling. I had been naked before a lot of men, but here in this car I was strangely shy. I had the biggest urge to bring up my arms to cover my breasts.Instead, I reached down and slid my panties down and off. He pressed a button and the back of my seat went down to line up with the back seat. I was startled by that but decided to just go with the flow.He climbed over on top of me. His pants were gone and I wondered when he had removed them. He didn't even try to warm me up. He just centered himself on my opening and plunged in.I was dry, but it didn't really hurt and then I knew why. I almost laughed in his face, but somehow managed to keep it in. He couldn't have been more than three inches long and maybe a half an inch thick. I could barely feel him inside me.Nevertheless, he huffed and puffed and rooted around inside me and eventually squirted his little load. I knew it couldn't have been more than half a thimble full because none of it even managed to flow back out even though it was barely inside me.When he finished, he pulled off of me, moved to the other side of the car and started dressing. "Bet that was the best you've ever had," he said puffing out his chest. God was he ever a stupid son of a bitch.I didn't even bother to answer him. Instead, I turned around and reached over the front seat to retrieve my clothes. As I was just about in position to pick them up, he pushed a button and the back of the seat snapped up, damn near bending me over backward.The effect of having my legs suddenly in the air was to allow me to slide forward hitting the top of my head on the floor. That hurt like hell and I let out a yelp. He started to laugh like he had pulled the greatest prank in the world. I continued to ignore him and climbed back into my clothes.He started the car and pulled back out onto the highway. As we continued on I became more convinced than ever that we were heading for Massa place and as it turned out I was right. For about fifteen minutes he pulled up in the front yard. I knew that Massa was there because his Cadillac was also parked in the front yard.He blew the horn and the front door opened. Massa's massive frame filled the doorway and then he was coming down the steps and over to our car. Dick rolled down the window. :Here's that package you ordered, Sam," he said."Did you have any problems?""Not a one. They acted like they couldn't wait to get rid of her." That hurt my feelings. My parents didn't really want me anymore. Well, if that was the way they felt, I didn't want them either. A fear rose in my throat as I realized that I was only fourteen and completely on my own. I didn't have anyone except maybe Massa and I was a little afraid of him. If he had the power to just up and buy me what else was he capable of?While I was thinking all of this, I hadn't been paying much attention to the conversation between the two men. It was only when Massa's voice barked at me that I came out of my reverie. "Hey nigger," he said forcefully. "Get your black cunt out of the car." I just wanted to shrink up inside my own little five foot body. With head bowed and bent over I obediently climbed from the car."Go in the house and wait for me," he said and once again I obediently obeyed. Inside, I wasn't quite sure what to do. There was an easy chair just inside the foyer so I just sat down to wait.It seemed like a long time although I'm sure it wasn't more than fifteen minutes when I heard the car start and pull away. I knew I was now alone with Massa. Nevertheless, I was startled when he opened the door and entered.He looked at me sitting in the chair. "What the fuck are you doing in a white man's chair," he barked. "You know the only furniture you're allowed in is the floor and my bed when I feel like fucking you. And why the hell do you still have clothes on? I told you last time that you were to be naked at all times when you were here."I quickly jumped from the chair and stripped off my clothes as fast as I could. "I'm sorry Massa," I mumbled. "I didn't know about the furniture and I forgot about the clothes."His voice softened somewhat. "Well, actually you're right about the furniture thing, but you do have to be punished for being in the house with clothes on. Come along." With that he grabbed me by the ear and led me outside. We went across the lawn toward the barn. He let go of my ear about half way there which I was glad about because it hurts being dragged around by your ear.I wondered what would happen to me now that I had a sugar daddy. Surely he couldn't be any worse than my parents and brother.END, PART ONE*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 40

savage.txt

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The moon slithered high; but portentous clouds heavily impregnated with snow were hastening towards it. I studied these clouds as the carriage creaked its way towards the mountain path. Wrapped in my heavy blanket, I sat perfectly still with my eyes depressed, daring only now and then to shoot long glances around me.I would feel grateful once I finished this godforsaken journey. The carriage creaked and rattled annoyingly and a deep sense of nostalgia settled heavily upon me. My mother couldn't come with me because she'd been obliged to tend my grandmother with pneumonia.I was in the hands of stranger whom my mother did not fully trust. If he did try anything with me he'd feel my dagger pierced through his heart. I rested my head on a pillow and counted the days when I would meet my father, who was working in a mine somewhere in the mountains.The safest route to the mine, where my father worked, was obstructed with a fallen log. It was imperative that I meet him because we were on the verge of losing our farm. I ordered the driver to take another route. He reluctantly acquiesced and decided the quickest route was through the forest deep in the mountains.I did not like it but I had no choice in the matter for time was of the essence. For the first time in my life I was alone. I not free to be myself, or to voice my own feelings in front of this man.We were entering an unknown province which the driver told me would save us many days ride. I did not like his suggestion nor did I enjoy the suspicious glint in his eyes as he uttered his words. This was the most remote area in the land and even trade was unknown to the people of this region.For this reason all communication with the south had been cut off for centuries; the bridges that did exist over the abyss were nearly rotting away. This land, which was extensive and relatively uninhabited, was circled with unclimbable mountains, except for a bridge in the north, the region was completely isolated.The mountain peaks, it was said, were the home of brutal mountain tribes, undomesticated barbarians, who killed every stranger they caught. Consequently, only the most audacious came here to mine gold and other precious metals. It was a good place to hide if you were a fugitive, because these lands were lawless.There was a silent agreement with the barbarians of this land and with outsiders. The miners could exploit the ore in the mountain so long as they stayed to themselves and remained within their boundaries.Amongst the natives of this region dwelt a strange tribe of Amazon women, who were said to be, and probably were, descended from the conquerors that appeared in the time of the Trojan War and of Sparta.Their blood, it was said, remained pure and untainted of weaker strands of humans. Their regime was, on the whole, of a very despotic nature, and vested on the strength of the strongest warrior. It was said they only used men to reproduce and kept other women captives for their own personal entertainment.They worshipped the Spirit of Mountain, and that believed in magic, ghosts and divinations. In my opinion they were nothing more than a bunch of inbred incestuous halfwits still living as savages.However, these were simply legends and stories passed on from generation to generation. Nobody had actually seen these Amazon warriors. My only real concern was my driver and the end of this journey.Though we rode several days, I do not recall seeing another soul during our entire crossing. It was night when we reached a house and the driver told me he had to replenish his horse or it would die. The same gleam in the driver's eye made me shiver more than the cold did.Although I despised him I knew that the horse was a valuable commodity in this region; to let the horse die would prove fatal on both of us. I frowned angrily and stepped out of the carriage.The diver looked apprehensive and anxious. I couldn't blame him, because something in my bones alerted me to danger. There was a sinister feeling around us that didn't feel right.The lights from the windows fell upon some of the icicled trees that stood beneath us. The driver led me towards an open door, where we were greeted by another man. The brightness of the lights within flooded out over the head of the man who blocked our way. My body trembled more from fear than from the snow I trod upon.Entering the house, I stood close against the wall, as the men negotiated with each other. They shook on their arrangement and it was agreed that we spend the night here. My only safety seemed to be in keeping next to the wall as the man escorted me to my chambers.The man who owned the house was pale and appeared to be undressing me with his eyes. I was insulted by it and I scornfully glared into his eyes, attempting to show him no fear.I locked the door behind me and lay in the corner of the bed. The night passed uneventful, until I was awoken by some loud shouting noises and heavy footsteps. Instinctively, I went on my hands and knees, crawling under the bed for safety, and cuddled myself in the dark corner.From my hiding place I held my dagger firmly in my hand and peered out. I heard hefty footsteps near by and shuddering with fear. I heard loud voices pleading and then there were some bloodcurdling screams.I covered my mouth to stifle a cry. Then the steps were quickened and the voices became excited. The sounds came nearer and nearer. The bedroom door was bashed down and a person with large boots entered the room.Suddenly the driver's decapitated head fell onto the floor and glared directly at me. I held my breath and watched this person rip open closet doors and overturning large trunks. The curtains were thrown open and the room was filled with light. It was dawn already and the sun was golden.What caused this barbarian to crouch and look under the bed I do not know; I remember a nasty laughter and being dragged out, though I resisted by kicking and scratching wildly. In spite of myself, I was pulled up and held in the air by the largest woman I had ever seen.Facing my assailant with a dagger, I struck up her arms, and with the butt end I hit her hard so that she reeled back. The woman on regaining her bearings was mostly amazed at how a tiny thing like me could put this unfathomable fight.I attempted to run but she grabbed me by my hair and I cried aloud; shaking my head all the time until I felt the cold blade of a sword pressed against my neck. I felt this savage gnaw off one of my thick braids with her blade and laugh.The woman forcefully threw me to the floor. There was a strange look in her eyes that made my heart palpitate.She did not speak to me, but her glittering flint blue eyes were fastened upon me. She took long steps around the room. I attempted to get up and run, but she ferociously kicked me in the gut.I gasped for air and I felt her boot on my chest restraining me down.She was tall; her face was fierce and brutal! Her muscular face was a mask of power and authority. One revealing characteristic of her face was a scar. She wore animal skins and a sword hanged by her hip.She attempted to squeeze my breast but I slapped her hard. She grinned amused, still observing me and tried again. When I reacted she slapped me for my defiance and I saw stars.My heart thumped faster, I dug my fingernails into my palms and my pulse was pounding erratically in my throat.Then she picked me up and threw me onto the bed, savagely ripping my gown to pieces. I felt outraged and my cheeks crimsoned with fury. The savage watched me with fascination as I attempted to cover my nudity.My eyes widened horrified at the sight between her legs! This savage held a massive black phallus between her legs made, I think, from polished wood.There was a brutal look in her eyes as she picked up a flask and marched towards me. My mouth dropped open in speechless amazement as I only realised that this woman were planning to ravish me.I fumed obscenities at my forced exposure, but suddenly she squeezed my cheeks open and force-fed me a strange liquid. I spat it out on her face. With a snarl curled on the corner of her mouth she whacked me on the head with for forehead. I saw stars and I discovered myself drinking more of this liquid."Drink more!" She forced another load down my throat. "Drink!"I thought I was going to drown from the liquid. Suddenly she grabbed each of my ankles and spread my legs as wide as possible. I felt myself become more submissive and compliant. The drink must have been a narcotic."That's better!" The leader sucked my lobe. "You'll learn to enjoy this!"There was a look of confused horror in my eyes at the prospect of this lewd woman possessing. She reached out tentatively and pinched one of my stiffening nipples with her forefinger and thumb.A strange feeling of delight shot out through my body and I smiled involuntarily. I actually enjoyed that and there was a strange tingly feeling between my legs. My nipple plucked out quivering. Her finger flicked across my stiff nipple again, moving circular motions over the bumpy plumped surface of my pink areola."What did you do to me?!" I felt my head was inebriated."Shut up!" She slapped me on the face. "Keep those legs open!"I felt my womanhood liquefy in a flood of steamy juices. Picking up the pace, she unkindly placed her palms over my expanded nipples and rubbed them in a rotating motion, feeling my huge swollen buds bend and spring erect, stiffer than ever.Tremors shot through my body and my face contorted into a strange expression. My full lips parted in a long, low groan; my eyes flickered oddly as she amused herself by teasing my nipples with confident, inquisitive care.Suddenly she straddled my womanhood with her face. She placed her arms under my legs, dashing forward. My womanhood was wide open next to her chin. I was tremendously She was a little mortified by that, but she didn't allow me to protest.Before I knew it, the savage had taken one of my round soft buttocks checks in each of her large hands and pulled me forward onto her mouth. Her tongue began caressing my slit, focusing special attention to my clit."Savage!" I shouted at her. "I hate this!"But I was lying! My womanhood was pulsating almost devastatingly. I stared as this wild woman's long pink tongue beginning to lap at an incredible speed at my cavern. She lifted my legs high and a cry of tormented delight befell my mouth as my body squirmed and writhed on the bed.I instantly felt the excitement begin to build. "This is not right! I am being ravished! I cannot enjoy this!" I thought to myself. All my feelings of mortification and fear were being pushed aside by other sensations. The woman's tongue felt large on her womanhood, and her breath was warm on my smooth mound. I was enjoying the sensation, even when she explored into my maidenhood, pushing her tongue deeper into me.The woman's tongue penetrated deeply inside my moist, velvety lubricated pink vagina lips. She grabbed my rear cheeks, pulling me firmer onto her face; she began licking in earnest as soon as her lips touched the mound.I trembled violently as I saw this fantastic sexual deviation taking place right in front of me.The throbbing in my own cavern grew more intense; the juices seeped down my thighs and I couldn't help myself. My entire body was on fire with stimulated sensuality; my skin tingled; my vagina was on heat; my breasts rose and fell heavily; and my nipples were stiff and aching.She held onto my buttocks, her hands felt enormous, and she used her hold to pull me wedged onto her mouth. My slit opened for her, and she pressed up her nose against my smooth mound."More " she mumbled between each stroke. "Give me more "My womanhood started to get wetter and I began to feel a strange sensation emanate from me. The savage woman was licking voraciously at my pink-mouthed slit. I couldn't help myself and my body began to react; I jerked upwards; my hips were grinding and undulating as her tongue rubbed against and across my clitoris.She pulled my body harder onto her face, pushing forcefully with her tongue into me. I could feel that long pick tongue sliding back and forth over my ravished maidenhood, causing me to jolt and thump with every sensation cantered in my moist eager slit.I heard her moan and whimper as she pressed her nose tighter against my juice covered maidenhood, her tongue licking, lapping faster and faster as the fluids streamed out of it.I bucked with a feral animalistic passion I had never known before. My face contorted on the bed as this savage's incredible lapping brought me to a thunderous climax.My hips were soaring up and down on her face now. I gave into the debauchery of her lovemaking which filled my body. The muscle walls of my vagina trembled and rippled, clenching and relaxing with nerve prickling spasms. She did not stop her lapping in me and my womanhood kept on pulsing on the savage woman's mouth. That drink she'd given me was still flowing in my veins and keeping me aroused. She gave me more of the drink and I felt as if I were going to explode with desire."You satisfy me!" She hissed in my ear. "You're so soft and tender!"The savage woman leaned up and kissed me fervently. She held herself over me with an arm, and used the other to lift my legs over her shoulders. My thighs were opened far apart. Then she reached down to guide her massive phallus into my sex hole. The tip of her phallus found my opening, and she used her hand to manoeuvre it around my lips, lubricating it with my juices.Slowly she pushed her artificial member into me; I felt my maidenhood-lips shift aside to make way for the invading limb. Leaning more weight on her large phallus, she slid another fraction of an inch into me and I began to sob. I was weeping softly, having overcome the initial pain of my first penetration."Stop crying like a little girl!" She exclaimed annoyed. "The pain will be quick and then you'll feel pleasure.""No!" I begged her. "Please, I don't want to do this ""This must happen!" She was overwhelmed with lust to have pity on me. "This is my initiation!"She positioned her stiff member a little deeper into my slit and shoved little harder. My opening pushed inward with the head of her phallus giving way as she forced it hard into me. I cried out, but she paid me no attention."Please don't!" I beat on her shoulders. "It's too big for me!"She used all of her considerable weight to push her erection into me. On her first thrust she was able to press half of her phallus into my snugly stretched maidenhood. The edges of my vagina-lips were getting red from being stretched by her pole."You're going to rip me apart!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "It's too too big! Stop! Ahhhhhhhh!"She craned her head down, looking at where her phallus to entering my petite body. I glanced down too, and saw that her penis was larger than I would have liked it to be for my virginity."She's going to kill me with it," was all I could think and I became rigid.She felt me tensing, but nothing was going to stop her phallus from sliding all the way inside of me. My opening was tight around the head of her penis and my womanhood felt hot. It seemed that my anxiety encouraged her further. She pushed further up into my hole and I got even tighter."You're a screamer!" She held my head with a thrilled expression. "I hope you do that all the time! I'm going in now! Damn you're tight, but I'll fix that! You'll see!"Her phallus pushed in deeper in an unstoppable landslide to destroy my virginity. She rammed her hips forward and my hymen was torn open, allowing her erection to heave up all the way into my slit.I screamed!"Yessssss!" She roared victoriously. "Scream louder bitch! SCREAM YOUR HEAD OFF! I WANT TO HEAR YOU SCREAM!!!"My back arched, and my hands went to her waist trying to push her off of me, but she had me pinned securely onto the bed. My beating was futile because it could not prevent her from cramming my womanhood with her phallus. Her full weight hit me as her hips slammed me into the bed. It was then that I knew she had pushed all the way into my body.She rested her weight, sensing the skirmish movements of my womanhood around on her phallus. She didn't move for a full minute. She gave her hips some new-fangled thrusts, taking notice to the way I cried out with each one."THAT'S IT BABY!" She grunted.My initial tenderness abated, and then she started to pull out of me. The rubbing of her phallus did not hurt as much. Then she thrust it back in again, and the jolt of feeling her artificial member inside me caused me to involuntarily cry out. She would not stop her thrust no matter how often I cried out. The phallus inside me felt large, and probably wasn't as large as that, but it was my first time.I felt how it pushed up into my womanhood and inflated me as it hit my cervix. After a few thrusts, the savage woman stopped impelling into me. She trembled with excitement as she looked down to see her phallus completely stuffed into me."It's completely in!" She grinned with satisfaction. "I did it!"I sucked in my teeth when I felt her penis slide back into my hot, wet, slippery hole. The feeling of her rigid member moving in and out of me, grinding her pelvis against my tender clitoris, had me jerk up wildly. I tilted my head upwards, in an attempt to see her face, but she was oblivious to my feelings."This is better than what the others told me it would be!" She laughed with delight. "I know you like this! Scream some more!"She went right to work on me. She recoiled back in me, thrusting her extremity, and increased her speed as she lifted my legs higher for a deeper penetration. I clamped down on her rod with my muscles and she rode me faster and faster. Her phallus swinging in circles, she grabbed my hips, and pounce me into the mattress!She rose up on her elbows and channelled my hips with her member, ploughing my womanhood like a procreating bull on heat! She humped her pelvis into meet my thrusts. I adored this rough sex! I moaned and whimpered with delight!She thumped harder and faster into me, making me pant and gasp as she pummelled me. I was no longer in the realm of pain, but I entered another reality altogether.My only thought was to climax and give in to this savage joy and delight. I wanted the moment of utter, blinding bliss. Her erection sliding in and out made my small unused cavity puckered open and closed with every thrust.I watched through lust hazy eyes as the savage woman continued to pound me at the same rapid pace. I wriggled madly with my creamy womanhood, shoving back with hard motivating movements to meet those incessantly rapid motions.Her hips bobbed that stiff member in and out of my cavern. Every time her hips came down, the head of that artificial phallus went splashing up into my womb. My sticky juices flowed from my contracting womanhood, greasing her phallus with my warm wet cream.She was like an animal, a lusty satyric animal, without a single thought other than mating with me! My petite body was jerking to each slam of her hips. She didn't hold back, but pounded me with her full weight, feverishly loving the way it drove my body into the mattress. My legs outstretched wide and undulated on either side of her thrusting thighs."Ohhhhhhhhhhh! This is fantastic! I could do this forever!" She muttered.Soft moans of concentrated ecstasy slipped from my mouth as I got closer and closer to climaxing. Her phallus jammed in even deeper, opening the elastic soft walls my cavern, spreading my leg to take that huge member in as deep as I could.A sharp feral scream hung in the air as I bucked and jerked, my back arching, my body stiffening with hard unsteady spasms as my orgasm began to build up inside my. I lost complete control over my emotions as this savage woman impaled her member madly inside of me, burying it right to the hilt.She filled my womanhood with extreme sensations until then unknown to me. Never in my life had I ever been this sexually excited. The perspiration dripped off my body as my climax drew closer.I cried out and dug my nails into her back and that set her off! She climaxed and ground her phallus into the bed and her womanhood spurted from within her! My brain echoed with bells knocking in my mind. Powerful seizures of orgasmic craze shook my abused body.She howled with an orgasm of her own! She slammed in me as hard as she could, attempt to push all of her phallus deeper into me. Her bristly pubic hair ground down on my lips, rubbing them red. She kept pounding me, harder and harder as is she never wanted this to end!I went delirious with my own pleasure, feeling myself fall over the edge of ecstasy. She collapsed on my and wedged her body into mine. I was pinned under her weight, but I didn't care. My own orgasm was intensified by feeling of her last grinding movements on my clitoris. She was on me heaving heavily, rubbing her sweaty head upon my breasts. She opened her mouth and nibbled on my nipple, sucking at it. Never had I been so completely dominated and controlled! She moaned out in joy, still grinding into me and holding tightly on my shoulders.Slowly, the savage woman's senses returned to her. Her phallus still wedged inside of me. She held on to my shoulders and rolled herself over onto her side keeping me tight up against her body and leaving her phallus wedged deeply in my womanhood."You're a good pleasure woman!" She finally pulled out of me. "Here! I know civilised girls like you like these things!"She put a golden necklace around my neck. I was too exhausted to admire its beauty and I closed my eyes. She kept on talking about how she would take me to her home and make me her lover. She forced fed me more of that drink, which, she explained, was to keep me receptive for sex and keep thoughts of escaping away from my mind.She promised me to give me more golden trinkets as soon as we arrived to her tribe. She wrapped my limp, passed out, body in a blanket and put me on the back of her stallion.The last image I saw was the house on flames and my riding away. She set fire to the house so that all would think everybody had perished in the flames. Nobody would be looking for me now. I was a prisoner to this savage woman who was going to use me for her own satisfaction."I hope you scream again!" She clicked her heels. "That made me hot!"I fainted and only dreamed that one day I might escape.The End~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 52

myfather.txt

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PART 1Chapter I---------I'm such a lucky woman. When I look back on my wonderful fifteen years of marriage, I am so grateful for my wonderful husband, my beautiful daughter, and my brother -- or, my "wife," as he sometimes calls himself. You see, we're a very special family. My parents had me and my brother Bobby when they were very young. Daddy was only 19, and Mom 18, when Bobby was born. I followed the year after that. It was hard going for them at first. Daddy was always a hard worker -- very hard. That's why we have all that we have today. Daddy pushed himself so hard. I suppose it wasn't easy for Mom to be away from him so much, raising two babies, and so young herself. But it's hard for me to feel sorry for her. She left Daddy when I was five and Bobby was six. Disappeared, leaving only a note and a little money. Daddy tried for a while to find her, but we never heard from her again. That hit Daddy even harder, and yet he still managed. With family and friends -- where would we be without our understanding friends? -- he managed to hold down his job at the bank while raising the two of us by himself. As the years passed, the bank managers realized just how smart and hardworking Daddy was, and he rose fast. Today he owns several of the banks in our old neighborhood. I think Daddy was always more than a father to us. As far back as I can remember, he was so beautiful. With rich, dark hair and eyes that seemed to glean with masculinity. He could be so intense when he was focused, and so lighthearted when he relaxed. He was tender and understanding, but always knew when to keep quiet and just listen. And it was early on that I started to notice things like his strong arms, his wide chest, the way his jaw set when he was looking at something that interested him. I think I always had a crush on Daddy. Most girls do, probably. But few ever live out the dream as I have. Bobby was also wonderful to grow up with. I mean, we had our fights and we teased each other as all siblings do, but it was not long after he turned 14 that he started to realize he was different than other boys. All his friends were getting interested in girls, and he liked girls too, but as he would tell me late at night in our bedroom, he was also interested in the guys. Especially Raoul, the young El Salvadorian exchange student at our high school. They hung out a lot together, and Bobby would tell me each night about how he felt more than friendship for Raoul. We had heard of bisexuality before, but it took us a while to realize that's what Bobby was. And I'll never forget the night he came home late, telling me the story of how he had finally had the courage to speak up, to kiss Raoul -- and how Raoul had not rejected him, but had returned the kiss, and taken Bobby right there under the moon under the bleachers at the park in the middle of the night. Well, anyway, I kept quiet about my feelings for Daddy until I was sixteen. It wasn't easy. Whenever he would pick me up from school, I would feel a flutter in my heart just seeing him -- in his black T-shirt, waiting in the driver's seat, with his tanned skin, the sun shining on the planes of his cheeks. And the way he would smile when he noticed me. His white teeth shining. Oh, I could have just died sometimes. My friends were all so jealous, especially Rachel. She had such a crush on Daddy. "Hi, Mister Roberts," she would say, trying so hard to sound seductive. Daddy hardly noticed. I rolled my eyes. "Hard day at work?" she would ask, twirling her hair in her fingers. "No more than usual, Rachel," he would answer, politely. But then he would look at me, and we would share a tiny smile of understanding. Daddy only had eyes for me. But I said nothing, until one night in November, when we were getting ready for Thanksgiving. Having no family except the three of us, we usually had our friends over. Rachel, of course, would be there, and Debbie, one of Daddy's old friends from the bank. And Bobby's boyfriend at the time -- he went through a lot after his awakening. Anyway, we had spent the day cleaning our house and getting the china out. Daddy and I were in the kitchen. "So Don says I've done more in a single month as branch manager than any other manager they've had before," Daddy was saying. I relished every word. I loved talking to my beautiful Daddy. "I'm not surprised," I said. "You're so good at your job." I stood up from a cabinet where I'd been reaching for a pan. I turned around to hand it to him, and suddenly I realized everything was different. Daddy stood there looking at me with a strange gleam in his eyes. There was silence except for the crickets outside. He didn't say anything, just stood there, still wearing his work clothes -- his white shirt, his perfect silk tie that I had picked out for him that morning. A long time passed. My heart started to beat faster. Daddy still just stood there. "You've always believed in me, Lizzie," he said quietly. "I can't tell you how much that has meant to me."I felt myself blushing madly. I tried to look away. I stuttered out something like, "Of course I believe in you," but I don't remember anything else but that moment. I just remember my knees getting weak. That night, as usual, Bobby and I talked as we lay in our beds, staring at the ceiling. Daddy couldn't yet afford a house big enough for us to have separate bedrooms. I told Bobby about the moment. I could tell Bobby everything. "Bobby, I-I don't know what it is..." "It's a crush," Bobby said, with a gentle laugh. "It's just a phase.""It's not a crush," I said, angrier than I intended. "It's not.""What is it, then?" "Bobby," I said after a while. "I think I love Daddy.""Of course you do," he answered. "We both do.""No," I whispered. "Not like that. I mean, I really love him." Bobby didn't laugh or anything. He was quiet. "I know," he answered finally. "It's obvious.""What?""I mean, the way you look at him, the way you care for him. It's been a while now. And you never notice any of the guys at school. Bill, Richard? Those guys are so hot for you. Face it, Lizzie, you're so beautiful, you could have any guy you wanted. But you never date. You never even ask about it. You spend all your time with Dad." "Do you think that's wrong?" I asked. I began to play with my hair, twisting a golden strand between my fingers on the pillow."I don't know," was all Bobby said.But I thought a lot about it. Weeks passed, and every day, the feelings grew stronger. I found myself wearing outfits that Daddy complimented instead of ones he didn't mention. When I got a pair of earrings at the mall and he mentioned them, I wore them all week. And then there was the times he would drop me off at school. I would always kiss him on the cheek and say goodbye. I savored the kiss just a little, loving the smell of him, the slight roughness of the whiskers that weren't completely shaved off. I began to let the kiss last a little longer each time. I wondered if he would notice, but he never said anything. Just, sometimes he would look at me with a little more care than usual in his eyes. Then came one evening, when I had just turned 16, that Bobby was out with a girl, and Daddy and I were watching TV. It was getting late, and I got up to go to bed. Daddy was wearing his pajama bottoms and a T shirt, as he often did. It was loose, but it still showed his perfect physique -- his defined muscles, his broad chest, his amazing arms. I was wearing my pink nightgown -- very chaste, really. "Good night, Daddy," I said, and I leaned over him to kiss him goodnight. He just looked at me, straight into my eyes. And instead of stopping or asking what he was thinking, I went ahead and did it -- I kissed him, right on the mouth, as I'd so long dreamed of doing. It only lasted briefly, I thought he wouldn't imagine it anything other than a daughterly kiss -- but I meant it as so much more. Slowly I pulled back and look at his eyes. He was looking at me so intensely. Or maybe I was just imagining... My heart was racing as I whispered "good night" and slipped down the hall to my bedroom. I lay there, staring at the ceiling for so long. My breathing was fast, my skin damp with perspiration. I struggled out of my nightgown and laid back, naked. My mind was full of images. Daddy in his tight tee-shirt. Daddy kissing me. Daddy's arms wrapped around my waist. The images began to broaden. I imagined him kissing me more deeply; his hands on me; his body over mine; his lips lingering on my skin; his fingers on my breasts. My nipples were hard, and I slowly traced my hand down my stomach toward my wet pussy, feeling the heat and moisture before I touched myself. I was seeing red and purple stars when I closed my eyes, and with a light touch I brushed my fingertips over my clit. I was so hot that the feeling instantly sent shocks through my limbs. I stifled a tiny moan as my finger circled my tiny button. My hips lifted off the damp bed sheets, as I teased myself gently, savoring the feeling of the warmth in my cunt, the wetness on my fingers. But I couldn't take much teasing, even from myself. I began to circle my clit faster, strumming on it, feeling the sparks flying through my body. My hips began to move in circles on their own as my fingers flickered over my pussy. Then I slid a finger in, imagining at the same time that it was my Daddy's delicious penis. "Oh!" I gasped, and began slipping my finger in and out as fast as I imagined his cock would move. "Oh, Daddy," I whispered, trying to stay quiet. It didn't take long before I felt my orgasm gathering in my loins. It seemed to bloom from my thighs and my belly and my head, rushing upward, pulling me toward my dream of Daddy's head and chest over me, and it built and built until it crashed on me in a blast. My body shivered, my hips rolled, the muscles in my legs strained, my head fell back, and my mouth opened wide as I welcomed the ecstasy. My body shuddered again and again I came, gasping where I wanted to scream, my fingers still swirling inside me, my wetness soaking the sheets beneath me. My back arched again as another wave ran through me and I shook again. Finally it eased; my energy gone, my fingers stopped. I slowly lowered to the bed, and panted out the last tiny shivers of my orgasm. Gradually I opened my eyes, looking at the dark room. It was true. I wanted Daddy more than anything. The next week, things seemed different. Daddy seemed quieter and yet more attentive to me. A few days later I went to dance class as I always did -- I was driving myself by this time, in a lovely used BMW Daddy bought me -- and Daddy showed up to watch. He rarely did that, since he often worked those nights. I was so happy because I was demonstrating a new routine I'd worked on for so long. I was wearing a light baby-blue dress with dark blue panties underneath and as I twirled, I felt a catch in my heart every time my skirt would rise on the air. I suppose I should have been embarrassed, but it was so thrilling to know he was looking at me. Nobody else counted. I would twirl, and I would look to see his reaction. He was staring at me, it seemed, with awe. Afterwards we walked down the street to get an ice cream. "Lizzie," Daddy said, "you were so beautiful tonight.""Thank you, Daddy.""No, I mean it. You have so much grace. And you're so -- " he seemed to stop himself from what he wanted to say. "Energetic," he finally added. "Thanks. I've been practicing a lot.""I should have come to watch more often."I stopped him. "You were working, Daddy," I said, looking up at him. The streetlights highlighted the tips of his hair and his eyelashes. "You work to make us all a living, I understand." "How did you ever get so wise, Lizzie?" he asked. Then he reached into his pocket. He pulled out a black box. "I have something for you," he said. "What is it?" I almost shouted, I was so excited. He turned the box and opened it. Inside, a diamond pendant glittered back at me. "Oh my god! Is it -- " I stopped myself. "Real? Of course it is, sweetheart. Nothing but the best for you." "Oh, Daddy, it's amazing. I love you!" I hugged him before noticing it. But instantly, I felt the crush of my breasts against him, and his hands on my hips. They were a little low, almost touching the curve of my ass. I didn't mind. I loved it. I looked up at him and kissed him. Really kissed him. Long, deep, as I'd wanted to kiss him for so long. I held it, my hands around his neck, my fingers running up to twine in his hair. I felt his hands ride up my back and then down again to my waist. Slowly, I pulled away at last, feeling our lips stick together a little before we could exhale. "Thank you," he said quietly. That was all. But that night, once again, I daydreamed of him as I touched my pussy, and I came in a mad torrent. Only minutes later, Bobby came home. I told him about the necklace and about the kiss. He was quiet for a minute, but then he said, "That's great, Lizzie.""You don't think it's wrong?" I asked. "I mean, he's my father.""If you love him -- well, there's not much love in this world," he said, sounding somehow as wise as his words. "If you find it, I think you have to hang on to it. If you find it with Dad, then I think that's wonderful." Two days later, Daddy had another surprise for me. "We're going away," he said. "Just you and me. There's a business conference in Tampa, and I want you to come along." I was so excited. The first thing we did was go shopping. There was to be a fancy ball, and I needed a new dress. Daddy bought me the perfect simple, black dress, long, off the shoulder, with feathers around the bust and tiny spaghetti straps. And it had a slit up the side from the ankle almost to the waist! It was daring, elegant, and innocent all at once. It was perfect. The first day at the conference was pretty boring. Daddy was in work meetings in the conference hall -- something about banking or investments. I didn't care back then. I was so excited to be in Florida, on a white sandy beach in my string bikini. I caught a dozen guys staring at me as I ran lotion along my smooth legs. I even had the cute Cuban waiter rub lotion on my back after I untied my top. I knew he wanted to touch my breasts. He lingered on my sides as men will do -- but I didn't let him. That night, I dressed myself carefully, after bathing and adding the perfect amount of Eternity. Of course I wore my diamond necklace. I looked so grown up and elegant when I saw myself in the mirror. My breasts had grown to perfect, round C cups. My hips swelled out perfectly from my waist. My dancing had ensured that my body was tight and round, and the dress clung perfectly, to my breasts, my flat stomach, and just the right amount to my little ass. The slit was just the right height. As Daddy used to say, a woman's real jewelry is her body. And I pulled up my hair in back so it fell in perfect rings around the base of my neck, as though I hadn't thought about it at all. Just when I'd finished, the door to the bathroom opened, and Daddy stepped out in his tuxedo. He was gorgeous. The jacket showed off his broad shoulders, and the pants his narrow hips -- perfect. "Shall we?" he asked, and offered me his arm.We sat at a table with four other people. The light was soft, the music was jazz, and the food was delicious, but what I remember most was how Daddy introduced me. "My name is William Roberts," he said. "And this is my... my lady Elizabeth." His lady? Not his daughter! "How do you do?" I asked as I shook the woman's hand."Very well, thank you," said the lady, who introduced herself as Anne. She was very nice. We became lifelong friends, actually. We talked all through dinner, Daddy, Anne and me. He never let on that I was his daughter, and neither did I. For the night, we were a couple. Daddy asked me to dance, then. We went out on the floor, and, oh, I can still feel his hands warming my skin through the soft velvet of the dress. The slow dance, when I hung my arms around his neck and held close to him. I could feel his hard chest, his flat stomach, and the bulge beneath. About 1 a.m. we excused ourselves and made our way back to the room. I was just a tiny bit tipsy from the red wine, and maybe Daddy was too, but he didn't show it. We went inside. It was a beautiful suite with a separate kitchen, and I went in to get a glass of water. Behind me, Daddy turned on the stereo. Soft piano music filled the room. I went to the living room, still dark, as only the kitchen light was on. "Let's dance again," he said. I laughed lightly, and too his hand as he wrapped the other around my waist. It was slow music, and I reveled the feeling of his hands on me. I nuzzled my cheek against his chest, just below his neck. He rested his chin slightly on my head. "I love you, Daddy," I whispered. "I love you, Lizzie," he said, the vibration of his voice running straight into my head. I looked up at him. He looked down at me. I reached up slowly for a kiss, and he returned it. His lips pressed to mine, and his hands grasped my lower back. But I didn't stop. I felt his tongue flick out slightly against my lips. I opened them, and touched his tongue with mine. His hands traveled slowly up my back. Mine grasped his bow tie, and I slowly pulled it undone. His kisses became only more urgent, and I felt his fingers touch the zipper concealed at the back of my dress. "Yes, Daddy," I whispered between kisses. My hands slid to his shoulders, pushing his jacket off, and it fell to the floor. He traced his mouth down my cheek, to the spot below my ear, and slowly to my throat. "Yes," I said again. I felt the zipper descend slowly, and then his fingers sliding the straps of my dress from my shoulders. There was an instant's hesitation and then it fell from my chest. I was wearing no bra, and my breasts stood out, firm and round, with my tiny pink nipples hard with the electric excitement. I felt his hand cup my right breast as his kisses slid down my throat. With my hands I reached for his belt. "I love you, Lizzie," he said again. And then there was a catch in his breath as my hand touched the hardness of his cock beneath his trousers. I undid his belt, and the stepped back, out of his arms. I looked straight at him. This was the moment I'd dreamt of. I shifted and let my dress fall to my feet with a rush. I stood there in my black lace panties, my heels, and my diamond necklace. And slowly, deliberately, I reached up an untied the black ribbon from my hair. It cascaded around my shoulders. I stared straight at his face, not wanting to miss his reaction, and it was just what I hoped. He seemed to become the ultimate man. I could sense the animal energy in him, so powerful, yet barely constrained, just as his hard manhood was constrained under the delicate fabric of his slacks. "Oh my god," he whispered, and he stepped forward, wrapping his arms around me, and pulling me into a deep and passionate kiss. His tongue dueled with mine as he gently lowered me backwards onto the big couch. His lips slid down to my chest, and he began licking me, as though he wanted to taste every inch of my skin. My breasts ached for his touch, but he was gentle and slow. Just when I could hardly stand it, I felt his tongue trace the very tip of my nipple, dragging along it slowly, then wrapping around it. And his hand began to ride up my inner thigh to my wet pussy. I was delirious with desire. His tongue dragged down lower, pausing at my belly button, swirling around it, driving me even crazier until I wanted to force him lower. But then he pulled back to admire my panties -- mere wisps of lace barely covering my neatly shaved snatch. He seemed like barely constrained fire. His fingers slid higher, and he grasped the panties, quickly drawing them over my hips, down my legs, and onto the floor. In an instant, he had stood and pulled off his shirt, then his pants, and then there he was, pulling his underwear off to reveal the long, hard cock I had dreamed about so long. I reached out for it, and grasped it lightly in my little fingers. It was so hot. And I could feel it pulsing with his heartbeats. He moved forward, kneeling between my legs as I spread them for him. "Say no if you want me to..." he began. I knew he would."I want it, Daddy. Oh, god I want it!"Then I felt the circumcised head of his length touching at my pussy lips. I was so wet, it took only an instant for me to be ready for him. He looked into my eyes as he pushed forward. An inch, then another. I arched my back, my mouth opening, my eyes squeezing shut at the feeling of my first penetration. Oh, god it was perfect. He pushed again, until he reached my maidenhead, and then he paused. "Please, Daddy! Oh, god, please!" I gasped. He hugged me tightly, and I wrapped my legs around his lower ribs. He thrust again. Pain burst upon me for an instant. I gasped in surprise. My sight went red. But he held still, holding me, his fingers running through the hair on my neck. And then he was thrusting, his cock sinking deeper and deeper into me, pushing me into the couch cushions, only to rise again, dragging out of me. My pussy lips pushed in and pulled out with each of his long, slow thrusts. I was in heaven. I reached behind me and dug my fingernails into the fabric of the arm of the couch as he pushed into me again, and again. I could feel his cock filling me, stretching me open. He was so hard, and so hot inside me, and it felt like the whole universe was centered in my pussy. He was panting with each thrust, shoving it, slowly pulling out, and then twisting his hips as he pushed back into me. I heard a high whining and realized it was my voice. I felt sweat dripping from his forehead down onto me. My hips bounced up to meet each push of his hardness into my belly. I felt the warmth beginning to spread, and then my cum was on me all at once. "Oh DADDY!" I cried out at the top of my lungs. "Oh GOD DADDY! I'm COMING!" I convulsed, throwing my chest up toward his mouth, and he instantly sucked in one of my nipples, sending me crashing into an orgasm that pulled every muscle tight. I could feel my pussy clenching down on his hard cock as it kept slamming into me again and again. I could hear only my cry, "YEEESSS!" My body shook and twisted and shivered and I pulled hard with my legs around him, holding him tight within me. It was then that he threw back his head and his groan burst into a yell. "Ahhh!" he cried, and his hips slammed forward into me even harder, in ragged jolts. His cock seemed to grow harder and then he burst within me, firing ropes of cum into my belly. I felt more shivers down my spine. The same cum that had made me was blasting deep into my pussy, twice, three times, again and again as his cries continued. "Yes!" I shouted, my arms wrapped around his shoulders, my legs pulling him tighter into me. He cried out again, and blasted more sperm into me. "Oh, Lizzie!" Finally he slowed, but didn't stop. His hips moved slowly, stirring his cock inside me as he came down from his high. I reached up and wiped sweat from his brow. "Thank you, Daddy," I said. "I wanted that for so long." "Me too, Lizzie," he said. He smiled. "You have no idea."We spent that night in bed together, too excited to sleep, until finally exhaustion overcame us.***The next morning I awoke before him. I watched my beautiful naked father sleeping for a while, and then gently got out of bed. I put on some panties and a t-shirt and slipped out to the kitchen to make some coffee. It took a while for the pot to be done, and when I reached up to the cabinet to get a mug, I heard a sound behind me. I turned only slightly, and there was Daddy, in just his underwear. He wore those tight boxer-briefs, black ones, that hugged his narrow hips and his tight package and showed off his perfect abs. He walked up behind me. I didn't move. I could sense the tension, the heat, the joy. He reached up over me and pulled down the mugs. But I didn't turn around, as I felt his hands on my hips, and his breath on the back of my neck. He pushed up against me and I could feel his hardening cock against my ass. I sighed as he pressed harder against me, and moved one hand up under my T-shirt to cover my left tit, his fingers pulling slightly on my hard nipple. His other hand moved around gently to the front, and dragged down to lightly brush over the center of my black panties, feeling the growing heat as my pussy became wetter. I closed my eyes and leaned back as his hand ran gently up and down over my pussy. I savored the feeling of his taking control of me. I enjoyed the scent of his body, the heat of his chest against my back, the sound of his breath behind my ear as he nuzzled my neck. I spread my legs a little more as his hand pushed a little more urgently at my panties. Then he moved his hands, grasped the waistband, and peeled my panties down over my ass. I think he liked revealing the curves of my ass to his sight, and I bent forward a little for him. I could almost feel his gaze on my skin. He slid my underwear down my legs, and as he raised up, he also pulled his boxers down, revealing his engorged penis. Then he stood again, and I felt the shaft brushing against the backs of my legs. I bent over more, placing my hands down on the tile countertop and opening myself to what I knew was coming. The tip of his cock nudged gently at the open petals of my vagina and he grasped my hips with both hands. A heartbeat passed. "Fuck me, Daddy," I whispered. And he lunged into me, his whole length entering me, filling me up, almost knocking the breath out of me. "Oh, GOD!" I groaned, and leaned farther over the counter, the tips of my nipples touching it. He held my hips tightly with his fingers as he began to fuck me with smooth, determined strokes. I could feel him so deep inside me. I relished every inch as he shoved himself into my core, and I pushed back against him to make sure I got it all. Then when he withdrew, I clenched down on him as best I could, wanting not to let him go, reveling in the feeling of my pussy lips clinging to him. I reached down with one hand between my legs and cupped his balls when he pushed in, feeling the hair on them, loving the way they slapped against my clit with each thrust. My tits bounced each time, jostling under my T-shirt. They almost hurt, they were so heavy and his thrusts so hard. He grunted just a tiny bit with each shove, and his hips swirled inside me a little before he withdrew, as though to ensure that he touched everything inside me. "God, Daddy, fuck me. Fuck me!" I wailed. "Fuck me like you used to fuck Mom," I added, and that seemed to increase his vigor. His cock lurched inside my belly with each thrust, my body bouncing forward and my hair swaying down over my face each time. God, it was heaven. I could hardly stand. The kitchen was filled with the sound of my whimpers and the slapping of his tummy against my ass. Each time he slammed his cock into me his balls swung forward against my clit, sending shivers down my spine. But he sensed that it wasn't enough, and soon his fingers grasped my clit, playing with it in tiny circles. It sent me over the edge. "Oh, god, here it comes!" I cried. "Oh, Daddy! I'm coming on your cock!" I didn't stop to think about what I was saying. All I cared about was his wonderful cock banging into me. "Come with me, please!" I cried, just before it hit me. My fingers tried to grasp the tile counter, clawing at it as my orgasm raced from my pussy up my spine and I exploded. "Oh GOD!" I shouted. "Oh GOD!" I threw myself back against that delicious cock. I writhed and quaked. I lost control, and my darling Daddy held me up, keeping up his pace, shoving his cock into me to wrench my cum from me. I cried out again as shivers ran over my body, my pussy coating his cock with my juices. My knees were weak, but his strong arms held me up and pulled me back against his cock again and again as my muscles were shocked with the sensations. "Oh FUUUUUCK!" I cried. It seemed to last forever. In the middle of it I realized he was starting to come, too. His thrusts became irregular, his breathing paused, and I suddenly heard him whisper hoarsely into my ear, "I'm going to come, Lizzie. Just like with your mother." I couldn't believe how erotic it felt. The same cum that made me was soon once more to blast into my belly. "Give it to me, Daddy," I said, almost calmly. He groaned his response, slamming his cock as deep into me as he could reach, and his cockhead went off, spurting his seed into my belly. "Oh, Lizzie!" he growled. His arms were still wrapped around me and they squeezed me now, almost too tight. But I loved it. His body wracked once, twice, three times as his cum boiled up from his balls, raced down his shaft, and launched into my pussy. I reached down quickly, and traced my fingers over his balls, then squeezed them slightly, to coax more of his precious cum from him. "Oh, GOD!" he said, slamming into me again, as the last few drops poured into my belly. Then he rested. Leaning over my back, he kept his hard cock inside me. I could feel the semen running out of me, down his shaft, down the insides of my thighs, mixing with the sweat. I relished it. I moved my hips in slow circles to feel his shaft still in me. "Good morning, Daddy," I giggled. "Good morning, baby," he said, kissing the spot beneath my right ear, and twisting himself a little in my pussy's grip. I didn't let him go for a long time after that. The rest of the week was amazing. We talked, we walked, we watched the stars, and swam in the sea. We laid out on our private balcony at sunset. We talked—like equals—we shared everything. At the goodbye party, I once again accompanied my Daddy for cocktails and hors d'ouvres. We said good bye to Anne, who promised to keep in touch, with a strange twinkle in her eye. Little did I know then that she had already figured us out. But we never told anyone we were father and daughter. We were just boyfriend and girlfriend. And at night, we were lovers. I would awake at 2 in the morning, to feel his hard cock nudging at my entrance, and I would welcome him into me, savoring the slick feeling of his cock pushing inside. I loved his hands on me, his lips. When he tasted my pussy, and drank my cum, I felt like a princess, like a queen, like a goddess being worshipped. Of course nothing was the same after that. We spent the next two years as lovers, but also as partners. I had always helped take care of Daddy, but now I felt truly the woman of the household. I cooked for him and Bobby. I helped manage the bills. When we moved to the new house shortly before my 17th birthday, I helped pick it out, and I managed the decoration all by myself. I was Daddy's equal, except for one thing. I always called him Daddy. I always would. Chapter II----------Our new house was a beautiful 3000 square foot ranch house in southern California with a big blue pool in back. I loved to lay beside the pool in my string bikini and read, or to throw myself into the cool water when the sun had scorched my soft skin. One afternoon Bobby and I were enjoying the pool while Daddy was on a business trip. Bobby was older than me, but ever since Daddy and I had entered our *real* relationship, I had been the woman of the house, and Bobby respected that. I was laying on my back with my dark sunglasses, my book tossed aside. I just enjoyed the baking heat of the air and the feeling of the perspiration as it rolled off my thighs and shoulders. Bobby was swimming laps. He worked out hard in the pool, and it kept him in lovely shape. I heard him stop, and shortly afterwards he laid down beside me, a towel thrown loosely around his shoulders. His panting slowed gradually, and we began to talk. Bobby was dating Rachel now -- the girl who'd had such a crush on Daddy. I guess she figured Bobby looked a lot like him (he did!) and since Rachel knew about me and Daddy, she knew he was off limits. Bobby was still bi, but he'd really been enjoying going out with Rachel for a while now. Only one problem -- Rachel was a virgin, and seemed so nervous whenever Bobby tried to push things too fast. "She just needs some friendly guidance," I said. "I was a little nervous my firs time, too.""Yeah. But, man, I'm tired of waiting!" he laughed."Well, be patient with her," I said. "She's actually a pretty easy-going girl. She's cool. She just needs a little time, is all." "She's coming over soon," Bobby said. "I told her we could swim.""Good for you," I smiled. It wasn't long after that I heard the doorbell. I jumped up, wrapped a towel low around my hips, and hustled to the door. It was Rachel, in a T-shirt and shorts, and a big round straw hat. "Hi, Lizzie!" she chimed. "Hey, Rachel! Come on in!" I walked her to the side of the pool. Bobby had gotten back in the water, and waved and smiled that wicked grin before diving under the water to continue his laps. He was clever, that Bobby. Showing off his body so nonchalant.Rachel pulled her shirt over her head and dropped her shorts, revealing a lovely emerald green one-piece. It's surprising how sexy one-pieces can be. But still, I prefer bikinis. "Wow, Rachel," I said. "You're so pretty. I wish I had your legs." "Are you kidding me?" she laughed. "Look at you! You're perfect." But Rachel was so hot. Maybe every girl thinks this way, but I envied her long, lean legs, with her tight little thighs. When she put them together you could still almost see between her legs. Her ass was round and high, and the swimsuit didn't quite cover the cheeks -- a very sexy effect. But even more striking was her hair -- long, straight, and perfectly black. Not brown, just black. She threw her head back like it was no big thing and put the hat back on her head, before sitting down again. As Bobby continued his laps, we talked, and I turned the conversation gradually to her and Bobby. I knew Bobby expected me to. That's why he'd said something."I don't know," she whispered when I asked her about it. "I guess I'm just worried that it's not right. I mean, won't it hurt?" "Just a little at first," I said, looking straight at her. She wore no sunglasses and her dark eyes were so big and lovely. I bit my bottom lip a little. "I know Bobby would be gentle. And he's just crazy about you." "Yeah. I like him too.""And you want him?""GOD yes," she groaned, trying to keep her voice down, as her eyes flickered to Bobby's powerful back muscles rippling under the waves. "Well, you should have him, then," I said with a little laugh. "I give you permission!"She laughed too. We looked up as Bobby pulled himself out of the pool, his arms straining slightly with the effort. His trunks clung to him as the water fell from his frame. He was breathing hard again. "Come here, Bobby," I said quietly. I stared at him intently.Bobby stepped forward, and stopped between the two lounges. "Yeah?" he gasped. I looked slowly over at Rachel and winked. Then I reached up to the waistband of his shorts, and pulled them down, deliberately. Bobby didn't stop me. His cock slowly came into view, soft, but long, and topped with a carefully tended patch of hair. It was perfect, the circumcised head shining with the wetness. I said nothing, but reached slowly up to grasp his shaft and then kissed it right on the head. I heard a hissing breath from Bobby. I paused for an instant, then stuck out my tongue and ran it slowly up the shaft of my brother's penis, feeling it starting to harden immediately. Then I pulled back -- and engulfed his half-hard organ in my mouth. I rolled my tongue back and forth under the head, to get him hard as quickly as possible. I pushed down as far as I could go, then slowly dragged my mouth back, savoring the bump of every vein on his hard manhood. I looked over at Rachel again. She said nothing, but watched with fascination. I dropped my head down his shaft again and began fucking his cock with my mouth. Bobby just stood, his head thrown slightly back, his eyes half closed as I worked his cock. After a few quick pulls, I withdrew slowly, sucking hard and I let it pop from my lips. "Try it, Rachel," I said quietly. I held the base of his shaft in my hand and pointed his 7 inches at her. She impressed me. She moved forward quickly, and engulfed his cock in her mouth, closing her eyes to concentrate on the feeling. I held his cock for her as she bounced he head back and forth. Bobby groaned. "That's right," I whispered. Then I leaned forward again and Rachel and I began to share Bobby's delicious cock. We would lick opposite sides, then tease the head. Then I would nurse on his balls while she bounced her lips up and down. Bobby wouldn't last much longer if we kept this up! I moved my lips to Rachel's ear. "You want to feel him inside you?" I asked. "Yes. Oh, yes!" she said between slurps. "I'll be right back," I said. I got up and went inside. By the time I came back, with a silver tray with sandwiches, cold drinks, and a variety of condoms, Bobby was lying on the lounge, and Rachel was kneeling between his spread legs. Her mouth was bouncing up and down, her hand working his shaft with each pull. Bobby was in heaven, his hand gently running over her long dark hair as it swayed over his lap. Setting the tray down, I knelt behind her and leaned over her back. I ran my hands slowly up her back to her shoulders, and with my finger tips, I eased the straps of her suit down her arms, slowly revealing her firm round breasts. They bounced with her movements on Bobby's dick. I kissed the back of her neck. "Here we go, sweetie," I said, and I handed her a rubber. She smiled and took it. I moved beside her, and together we opened it, and rolled it down over Bobby's perfect, straight cock. She looked at me with a sweet look in her eyes, and I kissed her gently. "This is it," I thought, and strangely I felt myself blush. She took a few more pulls on Bobby and then stood. Together my brother and I tugged the rest of the suit down, revealing her slender waist and her tiny belly button, then the widening of her hips, the flat tummy, and then her pussy, perfectly shaved, with her tiny lips open and glistening with her excitement. When her suit was off, she moved up over him. I held his cock still as she lowered herself toward it, Bobby licking and kissing at her nipples all the while. She paused when his cock touched her open labia, and Bobby reached around to cup her firm ass. With a slow, but steady pace, he moved his hips up and hers down, and she slid, by tiny movements, over the first cock he had ever had. It opened her, and I watched with fascination as her pussy strained to stretch around it. His shaft disappeared slowly into her until it reached her hymen. We all just stopped, then, and let the moment sink in. I felt so touched to be included in Rachel's moment. Bobby pushed up, his cock bursting her cherry. She gasped, but that was all. And she slid easily the rest of the way over his fat manhood, until her pussy lips rested against his big balls. "Oh, Bobby. Oh, Bobby," she muttered, her eyes clenched shut. Bobby just kept kissing her breasts, her throat. Then he began slowly to lead her in the dance, her hips bouncing up and down with his thrusts, his hands tightly clenching her butt. I watched the sun glitter off her hair as her body bounced against him. Her hands were on his chest, her tits hard, bouncing just slightly in place before Bobby's mouth. I watched when Bobby's cock would reappear, glistening with her pussy juices, only to thrust greedily back into her. He was twisting his hips just a little, his shaft hitting new spots in her each time. I ran my finger tips gently over her back, and listened to the delicious sounds she made. "Oh, Bob -- " she would whimper. "Oh, god, I didn't know. I didn't know." She gasped as she felt the growing tension of her first real cum. "Oh, Bobby, fuck me. I've wanted it so long." Her hips began to move faster, and soon she was hopping up and down, taking long, fast strokes. Bobby held on, loving it. Rachel was just whimpering wit pleasure on every down stroke, as she concentrated on the pleasure radiating out from his cock. I couldn't resist -- I moved around in front of her, and leaned down to lick at her little clit as she fucked Bobby. "AH!" she shouted at the contact. Her voice rose even higher in pitch as I swatted her clit gently with the tip of my tongue. "Oh, god! Bobby, I'm going to come!" she shouted. The she said it straight, almost calmly, with a hint of wonder. She looked down into Bobby's face as I kept up my licking against the wet top of her bald pussy. "I'm going to come, Bobby. You're...making...me -- " Her head fell back, her hair went flying, and her hips began to slam against him in shuddering jolts. I moved up quickly and grasped her head in both of my hands so that I could give her one more deep kiss, to say goodbye to her virginity. Our tongues smashed against each other with wild abandon, and then she pulled back and looked straight into my eyes. "Give it to him," I whispered.Then she threw back her head and let out a scream of ecstasy. "OH GODDDD! YESSSS!" Her body shivered, her back twisted, her arms pushed forward and I could see her fingernails digging into Bobby's flesh. She was out of her mind, and the image was gorgeous -- the sun painted a gold line across her forehead, down her large round breasts, her twisting hips -- all at the moment when she really became a woman. It was magical, and I just sat back to watch as she cried out again and again, bursting with the sensations. She was saturating Bobby's cock with her sweet cum. He was clenching his teeth, trying to hold back, but he couldn't. He let out a grunt, then a groan, then a shout of joy as his hips slammed upwards and his balls boiled over. He blasted out his cum in great shudders, his muscles bulging out with the effort, his toes curling with the intensity. "Oh, Rachel!" he shouted, and pulled her tight into him again, as his cock spurted again deep inside her cunt. I reached out and gently brushed his balls with my fingertips, and watched as a great shiver ran over his whole body. "AHHH!" he shouted, and I imagined I could see another pulse of his hot sperm pushing from his balls, through his cock and blasting out his essence for Rachel. After a long moment, they relaxed, and Rachel fell against Bobby's chest. She didn't let his cock go, though. She just laid against him, her head against his shoulder, and he wrapped his arms around her. They said nothing. Bobby looked up at me and smiled, a conqueror, sated, a man who had had his woman, supremely relaxed. I winked at him and rose. I gently draped a towel over them, as I looked up at the sun beginning to set, and I walked slowly into the house. I would let them enjoy the evening alone. Chapter III-----------The sound of the car woke me gently from my sleep. The clock said 2:30. Daddy was home, finally, from his business trip. I smiled slightly, knowing what was to come.Our new house was big enough for us all to have separate rooms, but by this time, I had moved into the room with Daddy. And on hot nights like this one, I would sleep naked, enjoying the feeling of the cool, rich cotton sheets against my skin. On nights when Daddy was away on business, it could get lonely, but that just made it all the better when Daddy came home. I heard the key turn in the lock, and then the soft sounds of him walking down the hall, and carefully opening the door. He was trying not to wake me, the dear man. But he knew I was already awake. I always was. I listened to him getting undressed: the sounds of his belt coming undone, his shirt going into the hamper. Then I felt him sliding between the sheets and the weight of his body next to me. "Hi, Daddy," I said gently, letting him know I was awake. My back was to him, and he snuggled up behind me like a spoon. "Hi, angel," he answered. "I missed you." "I missed you too, Daddy," I answered. Against my ass, I could feel his bulging cock beginning to harden slightly underneath his shorts. I smiled. I loved the fact that I could have that effect on him. I felt so womanly that way. We said nothing more. We just felt ourselves communicating with our bodies. He moved his hands around my hips, then down, caressing my ass. He always loved the way my hips would curve up when I laid on my side. He said it was so feminine it drove him wild. His hand moved down the curve of my ass toward my inner thigh. Instantly I felt myself flush hot; my pussy getting wetter. Then, very lightly, his fingertips brushed the lips of my vagina, sending a shock through me. I sighed and turned my face into the pillow as he caressed me. I felt him shifting in the bed as he pulled the briefs down over his cock. I spread my legs more to give him room to enter me from behind. His hand, then, leading his cock to me, then the head splitting my pussy lips open. I coated the head with my juices. Then the slow, gentle push as he entered me, gradually -- soft as a whisper. I groaned lightly into the pillow as his cock disappeared into me. It pushed deeper and deeper, with an unrelenting movement. Finally his belly rested against my ass and I knew he was in me all the way. He began his back and forth motions, slowly, maddeningly. It was perfect. I loved how his cock would slide deeper into me than I thought possible, then would drag out slowly, inch by inch, only to push again between my wet labia. He held my right leg open with one arm, to keep me open for him. With his other hand he reached around my shoulder to cup my breast and to hold me in place as his thrusts became more vigorous. He had been wanting this all night, all the way home from the airport, so you couldn't expect him to last much longer. His movements were rapid, now, his dick sliding fast in and out of me. My tits jolted each time he slammed into me. His breathing was becoming ragged -- a signal I knew meant he would come soon. His hips began to smash against me, his manhood penetrating with even more speed. I was losing my breath, it felt so good. I thought I might faint. Then, I felt his teeth dig into my right shoulder, like an animal afraid I might get away. He let out a cry, and his hips jerked against me, and he began to come. His cock pulsed inside me, his balls constricting, and his white hot semen shooting forth, exploding into my womb. Again he shuddered, and again his cock spurted into me. He kept up his frantic fucking, and when he cried out a third time against the soft, sweaty skin on my shoulder, and his dick pulsed another rope of his semen inside me, it sent me over the edge. I cried out into the pillow as my pussy began to squeeze and release his cock, and my body shook with my orgasm. My muscles pulled taut, my fingers clawed at the sheets, my legs lost their strength and my body shook again and again as Daddy continued to pour his cum into me. I could feel his sperm overflowing my little pussy and running down my legs into the sheets. Daddy never missed a stroke, never slowed, as he drew the last few shivers from my body with his marvelous cock. The smell of sweat and sperm filled the room. Then he snuggled up behind me again, his hands running over the thin layer of sweat that covered my body. Our breathing gradually slowed as he kissed my back, my neck. Finally the quiet of the night swallowed us, and we slept. Daddy and I lived as lovers, as companions, as partners. We shared everything. I was taking a double load of classes at the college nearby, studying finance. I don't mean to brag, but I'm smart, and I found the classes challenging but always had straight As. And I gained a circle of close friends. There was Anne, Daddy's colleague we'd met in Florida, and Rachel -- until she and Bobby broke up. (That was messy; we never saw her again.) And there was Christine and Cheryl and JoAnne, Cheryl's lover. And there was Professor Watson, who was so good looking. I think he wanted to be with me, but of course, I only belonged to Daddy. They would all come over many evenings, and we would talk about music and art and philosophy and love and movies and anything, till hours of the night. I loved being a hostess, and I loved seeing Daddy dazzle them with his mind and his charm. Only Anne knew that I was Daddy's daughter. To the rest of them, we were boyfriend and girlfriend. It was in my junior year in college, just before my 20th birthday, that Daddy and I started talking about the future. He was doing really well as the bank, but there was a new opportunity with an investment start-up. I knew he really wanted it. He would be the top man. The money was very good, but it was still risky, since it was a new business. And it would require a lot of travel. But Daddy and I, and Bobby, talked and talked about it. At night, Daddy and I would snuggle in bed and discuss the options. I was all for it, and he was too, but he was afraid of what would happen to us all if he failed. Of course we'd be okay -- and Bobby was already running his own little software business, making very good money. So we decided to go for it. The night we made the decision, we lay in bed, quietly enjoying the feeling of a big future. The moon was full, and it shone in through the window so bright it was like a nightlight. We were laying in my favorite position, spooning, with my back against his chest. "Lizzie?" Daddy said quietly, in between gentle kisses on my shoulder."Yes, Daddy?""I've been thinking about us," he said. "I love what we have so much.... You've been so supportive, and so capable. You're really the woman in my life." "I've always wanted to be, Daddy," I said. He wrapped his arm around my waist and I gently held his hand in mine."Lizzie, I have an idea.""What's that, Daddy?" "Well..." he paused, and moved in the bed. I turned to face him. With the moonlight outlining his handsome face, he looked deep into my eyes. "Lizzie, I love you," he said. He suddenly seemed nervous. I said nothing. "Lizzie -- will you marry me?" My heart leaped into my throat! I couldn't speak, I couldn't hear, I was dumbfounded. "What?" I said quietly. It was just to buy me a second."Will you marry me, baby? Be my wife?" "Oh, god, Daddy, yes!" I cried. "Of course I will! Oh, Daddy, I could never want anything more!" I embraced him and kissed him with desperate passion. "I love you, Daddy," I said. His hands pulled me toward him for another kiss. It was like a fairy tale. Our kiss seemed to last forever. "Daddy," I said when we pulled apart, "I will be the perfect wife to you. I want to be everything for you." "And I want to be everything to you, Lizzie," he said. The sincerity in his eyes made me start to cry. It was the greatest moment of my life.Daddy reached foe me again, and kissed me, his hands sliding down my back to cup my bare ass. I loved the way he took charge of me, held me for his own pleasure. But this time, I wanted to be a little more brazen. I kissed his cheek, his neck, his collarbone, and I reached my hand down to his lap, where his hard cock was already pushing against his tight boxer shorts. I slid my hand under the waistband to feel the smooth skin of his shaft. He sighed with pleasure as I caressed it. He just let me slide my hand up and down, before he reached to my breasts with both hands, and gently pushed me back on the mattress. In the moonlight I watched the dark curve of his back over me as he slid down my body, licking my skin. He reached the tops of my breasts, then circled lazily down toward my nipples. He traced around them with the tip of his tongue, not moving his hands from my hips. I arched my back, wanting him to lick my tits more, but he was already moving down toward the delicate triangle of curls above my pussy. He licked just below my belly button, dragging his tongue with infuriating patience toward my inner thighs. Then he swirled his tongue up, and around my cunt, careful not to touch the lips -- just to make me crazier! He loved doing that to me. But this time I reached down with both hands, and pulled his head into me. He didn't refuse -- his tongue delved into me, slurping at my juices as though he thirsted for me. He sucked at my hole, then pulled his tongue up to my waiting clit, as it stood out begging for him. Sensing my urgency he didn't take his time, but immediately sucked it into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue back and forth. My neck arched, my fingers ran through his hair. I felt his hands grasping my thighs to hold me in place as I rapidly approached my peak. It didn't take me long. His tongue was striking sparks on my clit, not letting up for an instant, and he slurped at my cunt with fury. In a flash, my orgasm rushed upon me. I cried out. "OH! YES! THERE! Right there!" And I began to convulse. I felt my body twisting, my hair flying, my breasts heaving, my fingers pulling Daddy even harder into my center. "Oh, more!" His tongue seemed to pull more shivers from me. My vision became clouded, my breathing was coming in gasps, and each one a cry of ecstasy. "Daddy!" Daddy was sucking at my juices, as though he wanted to taste every bit of my orgasm. I turned my hips in little circles as his tongue continued to ply at me, sending more and more waves crashing through my body. My spine was taught as a guitar string, my shoulders pushing down into the mattress so that I could raise my hips to his wonderful tongue. It kept pulling explosions from my body, until finally it slowed. He didn't stop -- every few seconds, another shudder would pass through my body, and his grip on my thighs ensured that I remained open to him. At long last my hips fell to the mattress, my breathing relaxed, and I laid there panting for breath -- but after only a second, I felt another surprise as he moved up over me and sank his long shaft deep into me. Oh, I had never felt so full so quickly. He was all the way inside in an instant, and I cried out with renewed energy. He slid his arms under my back and cupped my shoulders with his hands to hold me in place. He slowly withdrew his rock-hard cock, until just the head remained nestled between my lips, and he paused. I closed my eyes in suspense. Then he slammed his hips forward, shoving himself into me again. My breasts jiggled with the force of his thrust, and I whimpered with the pleasure. He was stretching me so wide. Then he pulled himself from me again, slowly, with awful patience. Then—slam! Into me once more. He kept up this pace, so self-disciplined, relishing the way my body shook each time he slammed into me. In my head, everything was in a whirl. I bit my bottom lip to keep from screaming too loud. My hands on his back scratched into his skin. Another slam of his delicious seven inches into my pussy. I forced myself to open my eyes and look down. I enjoyed the way the muscles in his shoulders would twist and ripple, the way his firm abs held tight. I loved the silhouette of his long cock withdrawing from between my legs, inch by inch, and then drilling hard into me with such force! Oh, I couldn't stand it anymore. I tried to muffle my scream, but I couldn't. I felt light headed. SLAM, it came again. I began to feel like I was in one of those falling dreams. Daddy sensed it. His hands gripped me even more tightly, and then he began to bang into me hard and fast. I couldn't hold back my cries anymore. "Oh GOD! FUUUUUUCK!" was all I could say. I grasped his head and started kissing him madly, sucking on his tongue, his lips, the side of his neck, as his awesome cock filled me again and again with lightning fast strokes, the bed shaking beneath us, my legs wrapped around his sides, and I fell into my orgasm like a diver from a cliff. It washed over me, hot and fast. "AAAAAAH!!!" I cried, my eyes clenched tightly shut. I tried to keep kissing Daddy, as though the waves of ecstasy would run up from my pussy, through my mouth and into him. My legs squeezed him tight into me, as he fucked me relentlessly. I shook again and again, my orgasm seemed to last forever. I could feel my juices running down my ass into the mattress. I could feel the muscles in my pussy clenching on him, milking him for his cum. Desire flooded me again, and with another shudder of ecstasy, I knew I wanted that cum. I wanted his sperm so badly. I grunted with another wave of pleasure, and started shifting myself back and forth to exaggerate his strokes, wanting to draw his hot semen from his balls. But Daddy—my fiancé—was in charge. Just when my orgasm had subsided enough so I could concentrate on making him cum, he withdrew from me, and with a simple motion of his powerful arms, he flipped me over on my stomach. I heard a rustle, and a pillow was thrust under my hips. Then another sound, and something cool began to run down the crack of my ass. I knew what was coming next. I didn't protest. I wanted my man to find his pleasure with me.His hands gently parted the cheeks of my ass, and he worked the lubricant in, around my virgin asshole. A finger began to nudge at me, and soon I opened for it. He worked his finger in and out, and it felt so good. Anne had described this to me—and although I was nervous, I knew Daddy would be gentle. His finger toyed with my ass more, and then another finger came to my opening, with more lube. It, too, entered me. I concentrated, as Anne had told me, on relaxing my muscles, on accepting the penetration of my most sensitive spot. Then another finger pushed into me. I felt so stretched, I didn't know if I could take more. But Daddy was patient with me, and the feeling of his fingers in my ass was very nice. After a few minutes of finger-fucking me from behind, I felt him kneel between my open thighs. His cock bumped a few times against my thighs and butt before his hand pointed it at my little bud. It, too, was slippery with lubricant, and when he began the pressure, I tried hard to relax. It began to burn a little, then there was a sharp pain. He paused; I relaxed some more; then the pressure increased slightly. I clenched my teeth and a tiny whimper of pain left me. And then, almost instantly, my ass opened to him and the mushroom cap of his cock opened me. A great sigh left me. Then he started sliding his smooth, hard cock into my hole. The pain was almost all gone, and all I could feel was the awesome sensation of my fiancée's cock filling me. Then his back came to rest against my butt, and I knew I was impaled completely on his hardness. "I love you, Daddy," I muttered. Now he had taken both my virginities. He began fucking my ass.What a sensation! He got so deep in me, we were like one body. His thrusts were deep and slow at first, but by now he was so excited, I couldn't see how he could hold back. He reached a hand around to toy with my clit, and I came almost immediately, crying out, bucking underneath him, my fingers clenching at the rumpled, wet sheets. I shoved my ass back at him in perfect timing with his thrusts. I was chanting mindlessly with ecstasy. "Fuck my ass fuck my ass fuck my ass fuck my ass." The pleasure was so intense I felt insane. I was drooling out the side of my mouth, my hair was whipped into a frenzy, as I went crazy on Daddy's marvelous dick. I felt his hands grow clumsy and his breathing catch a few times, and then with a howl he shoved forward, lancing his dick into my very deepest places, and blasted his cum into me. Ropes of thick, hot cream shot into my bowels. Great spasms of pleasure threw his body against me again and again as a flood of cum poured up from his balls and filled me, overflowed, ran down his cock and his balls into the sheets. He had held back for so long, it seemed to last forever. He cried out until he was hoarse. His dick shot and shot again, more and more cum—the cum I hungered for so much—filling my body with his essence. It was glorious. It added to the lubrication, and he kept up the thrusting as long as he could, until his cum just came forth in little dribbles. I felt his body slowly relax and fall against my back. We laid there in utter exhaustion, feeling like lions on the African savannah. I loved the feeling of satisfying my Daddy. My fiancé. My husband. Chapter IV----------Of course I called everybody the next day. Anne was delighted, and immediately we started making plans. We would be married in the back yard. We even discovered that Professor Watson was allowed to perform ceremonies! He would figure out how to fudge the papers so questions wouldn't be asked. I didn't much care what the law was on this—I just wanted to be able to call myself Daddy's wife. Bobby reacted strangely when Daddy and I told him. "Well, that's great," he said. But there was a distant look in his eyes. "If there's any way I can help with the plans, I will.""I want you to be the best man, of course, Bobby," Daddy said. "Of course," Bobby said, and he looked at Daddy with what seemed like sadness. But then he brightened up. "Let's have a toast!" Bobby and Daddy had always been close. They often went camping together, or shopping. Daddy had helped him start up his business, and had always encouraged him. When Bobby told Daddy he was bi, Daddy accepted it, and never made Bobby feel bad about his boyfriends or his girlfriends (well, there were some he didn't like, I guess). They loved each other. I wondered for a moment if it could be jealousy. But I knew Bobby well enough to say nothing. We were to be married in only four months, so we had a lot of planning to do. The first thing Anne asked was if I wanted a white wedding. It was just a joke, but then I stopped. "No, Anne," I said, with a gleam in my eye. "No, let's not have a white wedding. White is a sign of virginity, and what's virginity? Ignorance. Emptiness. I'm not a virgin, and I want to celebrate that fact. I'm marrying my own father, for crying out loud. Why should I bow to tradition? I want a red wedding. I want to be the scarlet woman!" Anne was so helpful in planning our wedding. She knew everyone, from the caterers to the decorators, and got us discounts on everything. And she organized the wedding shower. I'll never forget the wedding shower.Anne and Christine and Bobby and his boyfriend Trevor and Cheryl and her lover JoAnne were all there, and several of my other friends from school. Daddy was home, but he tried to stay out of the room for us, occasionally bringing us drinks or appetizers. We played a few games and chatted about the plans. I showed off the ring Daddy had bought me—a single diamond surrounded by rubies shaped like leaves. It was gorgeous, and cost a fortune. I began opening presents. There were a few helpful little appliances and some crystal. There was some sexy lingerie, including some gorgeous white lace panties that I couldn't wait to try out. "These will drive Daddy wild!" I giggled. Then I opened a package from Anne. Inside was a long, thin, space-age vibrator. It was almost a work of art. "Oh, it's beautiful, Anne," I said. "It's custom made," she said. "One of a kind."She showed me the special features, all the different speeds, and how it kept a constant temperature so it wasn't too cold. We passed it around, smiling and laughing."We should try it out," said Cheryl.I winked at her. "Yeah, maybe," I said. "But it's for when Daddy's on business trips and things, isn't it?"Cheryl smiled as she held the long silvery shaft. "Maybe. Or maybe it's for him, when he comes home." We all laughed. Then Cheryl turned to JoAnne. "Want to try it, honey?" she asked. JoAnne smiled slyly. JoAnne was so gorgeous. I'd always had a crush on her, with her deep green eyes and her bright orange hair. She had a perfect body, with big round breasts she showed off in a tight, clingy T-shirt that revealed just a little skin above the waist of her tight jeans. And she had such a seductive voice. Cheryl was very pretty, too—tall and blonde, with her hair cut short. But Cheryl had the girl next door look, cheerful, with a warm smile and twinkling blue eyes. JoAnne was exotic, cool, feline. "Why not?" JoAnne said quietly, and she slinked across the couch to kiss Cheryl on the lips. Cheryl was a little surprised I think, but the kiss was so good that she soon melted back, accepting JoAnne's motion over her. Soon she was laying on her back, while JoAnne kissed her more deeply.I heard a voice say "wow," and turned to see Daddy standing beside the couch where I was sitting."Yeah," I said. Nobody said anything, but just watched as JoAnne made out with Cheryl, their mouths hungrily joined, their tongues sometimes becoming visible. JoAnne's hand cupped Cheryl's pert little breast for a moment, massaging it, and then slid under her shirt. My heart was racing at the scene. Cheryl was grasping the hem of JoAnne's shirt, and starting to tug upwards.I looked around. Bobby had his hand in Trevor's lap, gently running had along the front of his pants. But everyone was staring at JoAnne and Cheryl. Cheryl seemed to have let go of her embarrassment. JoAnne wasn't embarrassed at all. Cheryl lifted her shirt up, revealing JoAnne's blue lace bra almost overflowing with her perfect breasts. I reached back to where Daddy was standing, and rubbed my fingers over his cock. He was already very hard. He just stood, watching them, as I rubbed some more. I heard Anne's voice whispering, then. "Lizzie," she said. "It's your wedding shower. Why don't you celebrate your wedding?" I looked to her and she winked. A smile spread over my lips. I stood, and everyone looked at me, except Cheryl and JoAnne, who continued to kiss. Without a word, I grabbed Daddy by the shirt and pulled him into a kiss. With one hand I again grabbed his hard shaft. Our tongues met, and Daddy's hands moved around my back, to cup my ass through the loose cotton sundress I was wearing. I smiled at him, then looked around again. My friends were all kissing their boyfriends or girlfriends. Cheryl had unhooked JoAnne's bra, which hung loosely from her shoulders. I undid my dress, and pulled it off of me. I stood there before them all in pink satin panties and bra, looking up at Daddy, who stared down at me with awe in his eyes. Then I turned around, facing the room, and silently bent over the coffee table, placing the palms of my hands on the cool wooden surface. Every eye was staring at us now, even Cheryl's and JoAnne's. In a quiet voice, I simply said, "Fuck me, Daddy." I felt him step up behind me. Then I heard the sound of his clothes quickly coming undone; his pants fell and then his shorts. I heard one of the girls gasp as Daddy's hard cock popped into view before them all. Then I felt Daddy's fingers on the waistband of my panties. He peeled them back slowly, exposing the curve of my ass. I was so excited, I was sopping wet, and the panties stuck a little bit to my pussy as he pulled them down my thighs. I stood briefly so he could pull them off all the way. Then he took the panties in his hand, folded them, and handed them to Anne. She smiled, and put them away in her purse. I felt Daddy's hands on my lower back, then his bouncing cock brushing against my inner thighs. He didn't point himself at me, he just patiently waited to find my opening with his cock. Then, when he was in the right position, he grasped both my hips in his hands, and mounted me, right there, in front of all my friends, with my shower gifts lying all around. I heard some appreciative gasps, but I couldn't see—my eyes were clenched tight with the sensation of my Daddy's hard, seven inch cock plunging into me, between my lips, inch after inch, until he was sunk deep in my belly. Then he began to withdraw. I felt each delicious bump on his shaft, until he was almost out of me, standing there with just the head of his cock between my wet lips. Then he pushed again, sinking into me all the way. I held onto the table, and he thrust again, and again. His fucking motions were slow; he was enjoying showing off for everyone. He slid into my pussy again and again, each time, patient, making me almost cry out for another stroke. His hands were holding my hips firmly, ensuring that he could control each thrust. He fucked into me again and again, not speeding up, just enjoying the feeling. I could enjoy this forever. I managed to open my eyes and look straight ahead at the couch in front of me. Trevor was kneeling on the floor, naked. Bobby was in front of him, naked, bent over the cushions, as Trevor slid his cock smoothly into Bobby's ass. Trevor had a slim, muscular body just like Bobby's and the sight was so beautiful. I loved the way Bobby's heavy, hard cock would bounce whenever Trevor slid in all the way. And Trevor's shaved balls swinging with each thrust. They were moving faster than Daddy was, though. He was going slow and hot, like a summer day, feeling every ripple inside my pussy as I clenched down on his thrusts. I heard a buzzing noise and looked over to see JoAnne fucking Cheryl with my new vibrator. They were both completely naked. Joanne's heart-shaped ass pointed into the air as she worked the vibrator with circular motions of her hands. I couldn't concentrate for long on those things, though, because just then, Daddy reached around and began to diddle my clit with his fingers. Oh, god, he could time these things perfectly. I squealed with pleasure, and threw my body back against his cock. I wanted him as deep in me as possible. I wanted him in my womb, in my uterus, in my heart. I wanted to feel his sperm coursing into me. I wanted him to fuck me forever, in front of the whole world. I wanted to come, to come! It was upon me in an instant, and I screamed as my orgasm blasted into me. I quaked and my back arched. I slammed my hips back against his. My breasts, still in my bra, ached with each bounce as I shivered and Daddy slammed into me again and again. I shivered and my fingers clawed into the top of the table. My pussy squeezed down hard on his cock. I shook my head back and forth as the energy raced through me, and I clenched my teeth as another cry escaped me. Daddy's fucking motions kept going, smooth, hard, persistent, like a machine, in and out of my quivering cunt. At the same time, I heard Trevor cry out, and I looked up to see his ass tighten. He slammed up against Bobby's back, like he was trying to squeeze himself inside my brother. I could see from the ripples in his skin as his cum shot into Bobby in a series of bursts. Pulse after pulse, Trevor's sperm filled Bobby's tight little ass. Trevor would grunt, then lunge forward, hold for a second as his cum spurted, then withdraw a little before shoving forward to spurt inside him again. My own waves slowly subsided. I let out a long, satisfied sigh, as Daddy continued to pound me, approaching his own climax. I suddenly had an idea. I looked up, my field of vision still shaking with each thrust. Beside Anne on a small table was a champagne flute. I reached out for it, and Anne, who had been watching with a big smile, handed it to me. I pushed forward, and Daddy's raging hot cock slid out of me. I quickly turned around, sat on the coffee table, and with one hand, grasped Daddy's penis. I began jerking it quickly, and with the other hand I held up the glass. In only a second, Daddy threw his head back and groaned loudly as his cock began to spurt. I aimed well. A long, thick rope of white hot semen shot out, splashing into the glass. Then another pull, and another string of cum. I milked Daddy's penis, loving the way his balls poured themselves out into my cup. In six or seven long spurts, and then a series of dribbling drops, he filled the cup. Finally he stopped, and looked back down at me. I squeezed his cock to ensure I got every drop, then kissed the tip, getting a single pearl of clear cum on my lips. I turned to face my friends. Cheryl had just finished shivering out her orgasm in JoAnne's arms, and everyone was looking at me. I raised the cup. "To marriage," I smiled, and I drained Daddy's warm, salty cream into my mouth. As I swallowed it down, I heard Anne's voice. "Mazeltov!" Over the next few weeks, we finalized the plans for the wedding. It took a lot of work to find a red wedding dress, but we managed it. It was classic, with silk and glittering jewels. It almost looked like Scarlett O'Hara's dress in that scene in Gone With The Wind—off the shoulder, falling long and wide around my feet, with a long train. It even had a red veil, which I would definitely not wear over my face. And everything coordinated. Daddy had a tuxedo with a red cummerbund and a red bow tie. The flowers were red roses. We had a live string quartet, and the weather was perfect. Professor Watson was dressed in black with a red rose on his collar, and he held a book of red leather—although he didn't read from it. Bobby stood beside Daddy, and next to Trevor, also wearing the black tuxedos and red silk ties. Trevor winked at me as I walked down the aisle. Of course, Daddy couldn't give me away—but I didn't like that tradition, either. I had given myself to Daddy, so I walked to the altar without an escort. And I took Daddy's arm in mine, bursting with pride and happiness.While Daddy recited his vows, I looked up at him, watching his handsome face. He looked straight ahead, clenching his jaw sometimes—he was trying to keep himself from crying. My sweet husband. But I looked straight at him as I recited the vows, and I let the tears flow. I was so happy. My dream had come true. I was now Daddy's wife. I can still feel the ring sliding onto my finger, and the long, slow kiss we shared to our friends' applause. For our honeymoon, Daddy had chosen a Alaskan cruise. (This was before we owned the boat.) We invited Bobby along, but he said he had work he had to get done, and that we should enjoy the trip alone. I told him it wouldn't be the same without him with us, but he insisted. I thought he wanted to spend two weeks alone with Trevor. But he was unusually quiet when we left for our trip, and he looked after us like he wished he could go. The ship was a giant cruise liner, the biggest in the world. It was gorgeous. We had a special honeymoon cabin, which had its own little observation deck outside, separate from the main deck. Any time we wanted we could go out and look at the sea. It was so relaxing cruising along, rocking with the ocean swells, hearing the whoosh of the sea under the ship. "Are you happy, baby?" Daddy asked me, as I stood looking out, my elbows on the railing. It was almost midnight and the sun was still out. The wind whipped my negligee around my legs. I turned to smile at him. He was wearing a thick cotton robe, tied tight around his narrow hips. "Yes, Daddy. I'm so happy. There's—there's only one more thing that would make me happier." I pulled a strand of hair out of my face. Daddy looked down at me with a slight smile. "A baby," I said. "Let's start a family. Let me give you a little son or daughter." I looked up at him intently. "And for you a little brother or sister?" He smiled. I nodded and laughed. "That's right, Daddy. So it would be twice as beautiful."He looked away at the sea for a moment, then turned back to look me in the face. "I'm way ahead of you, sweetheart," he said, and he reached into the pocket of his robe. He pulled out something I recognized instantly. It was my birth control pills. With a wide sweep of his arm he threw them as far as he could, and they disappeared into the sea. I watched them go, then turned to him, and squealed with joy as I leaped at him. He caught me, holding my butt as I wrapped my arms and legs around him and kissed him a dozen times on the neck. Laughing, he let me slide slowly down so I was standing on the deck. My kisses continued, but slowed as he returned them. He gripped my waist and held me tight as he gave me one long, lingering kiss. Then, silently, he turned me around to face the ocean again, and moved behind me. I knew instantly what he planned. I heard only the rush of the water under the bow of the ship, as I felt his hands lifting the back of my negligee up, over my hips, to rest on my lower back. I wore no panties. The night air was cool on my smooth skin. I gripped the railing tight with my fingers, just as I felt his hard shaft moving toward my center. I spread my legs, and the head of his cock began to rub gently against the lips of my vagina. It only took seconds for me to flush hot, and my pussy to become soaked in anticipation. This would be so wonderful. I pushed my ass out a little more to signify that I was ready. Daddy placed his hands on my ass, gently holding me as his cock found its target and nudged me open. With a single, slow thrust he pushed his length between my opening lips and deep into my belly. It seemed to last forever as inch after inch of my husband's long shaft penetrated me up to his root. Then he was lodged deep inside, and I reached back with my head to kiss his lips. He shoved a little deeper in me, and I sighed in contentment at the wonderful feeling of being filled with him. He began to fuck me, as I held tight to the rail and listened to the hissing water. He entered me again and again, gently, taking his time. My breasts felt hot inside my negligee, my hair was flying into my face. But my world was centered on his cock. I concentrated on trying to clench my muscles on his invading shaft as it moved in and out of me. It seemed to stretch me so wide, and his thrusting seemed like it could never stop. I bounced slightly each time he would shove it into me. My breath was coming in gasps, but nothing could be heard over the roaring sea. His cock was moving faster now. I could feel his balls slapping against my clit. I could feel his hands gripping my hips harder. He was slapping against me regularly now, and I knew what it meant. Soon I would have his cum inside me. The same cum he gave Mom to make me years ago. My own Daddy's gorgeous cock, the one that made me, was now sliding smoothly in and out of me. He fucked me hard, now. I cried out "YES!" but I couldn't hear my own voice over the water. The boat swayed gently, but I could hardly feel it, either, with Daddy slamming his meat hard into my belly. He was pounding against me now. My heart was racing. I wanted his cum. I wanted it so badly. I felt his fingers tighten on my skin. I cried out again. "Give me your cum, Daddy! Give it all to me!" Again it couldn't be heard. I shoved my ass back toward his every thrust. I craved his sperm. I wanted it so badly, my world was starting to shift. "Now! Daddy! Give it to me!"—and I began to shiver as my orgasm gripped me. I cried out sharply. Oh, god, it jolted through me. My pussy was on fire. I could feel myself gripping Daddy's cock, milking it for his precious sperm. My back arched. Daddy's fucking was relentless. My orgasm was shaking through my arms and legs. I cried out again and shook again. Another pulse of my orgasm wracked me. Just then I felt Daddy slam even harder into me, and his voice next to my ear. "Here comes out baby, Lizzie," he whispered, and then he threw back his head. "Awww!" he groaned, and his balls started spurting thick, white, life-giving cum into my belly. I shoved back against him, too, ensuring he was as deep as he could be. "There, Daddy! Yes! Fill me with your cum!" I cried. I lowered my left hand between my legs and squeezed his large balls, trying to coax more of the juice from him. I shivered with another pulse of my orgasm and my mind was filled with the image. Daddy's sperm was pouring into my fertile womb. I bounced against his cock, wanting every drop inside me. "I want it all," I whispered against the sea. He kept slamming as hard into me as he could, his balls pouring forth their hot liquid inside my belly.I ran my hand gently over his hairy sac, lifting his balls gently, feeling them pulsing slightly with each blast of cum into me. Then, as our shivering subsided, I reached back behind my ass and squeezed the base of cock, to make sure I got it all. I squeezed again. I was determined to come back from our honeymoon pregnant with my baby brother or sister. Daddy kissed my neck and my shoulders, as I kept bent over the railing. I moved my hips in little circles, loving the feeling of his shaft embedded in me. "Oh, Daddy," I said. I didn't let go of his cock. I could feel against my ass the diamond on my wedding ring. The ring my father, my husband, had slid onto my finger. Chapter V---------Another night, we lay back in deck chairs beside one another. It was late afternoon—or something like that, with the sun up all night, who could tell? We were the only ones on the deck. Beside us, the Jacuzzi bubbled and churned. Daddy and I were finally drying off, Daddy in his clinging swim trunks, me in my red string bikini. On the table, half a pina-colada sat melting. We had talked about family, about the business, and about Bobby's strange behavior recently. "Maybe he feels like things have changed because of us," I had said."I think that's part of it," Daddy said. "But I think it's more than that.""What is it, then?""I don't know. And I don't like to guess if I'm not sure. But I think Bobby feelslonely.""Lonely? But you and he spend so much time together, and he's got Trevor, and god knows who else.""But that's just it, Lizzie," he said. "Bobby goes through boyfriends and girlfriends awfully fast, don't you think? He's never had a really long relationship with any of them.""That's true," I said. "He's just not found what he's looking for.""No, few people are as lucky as we are." Then we lapsed into silence, smiling, kissing occasionally. Then we got out and lay in our chairs."Can I get you another drink?" said a voice. I looked up. The waiter stood there in his white shirt and slacks. He was very cute. Short dark hair, and a dark complexion. His pants were perfectly tailored to show off a tight, round ass. I smiled at him with a flirty look. "No thanks," I said. "I think we're set." "I could use another pina-colada, actually," said Daddy.The boy smiled and walked away. I watched him a little and then looked at Daddy. He was staring after the boy, too."Are you checking him out?" I asked with light mockery."Well, he's very good looking," Daddy said. "Really?""Yeah," Daddy said, and he looked at me, smiling. "He's got a very nice body.""Daddy, do you notice that sort of thing?" I asked. I slid to a sitting position, facing him."Of course," he said. I thought for a second."Daddy, have you ever been with a man?""Yes," he said, quickly. I was surprised he was so open about it. "When you and Bobby were very little, I had a brief relationship with a man named Tom. It was very nice, but it didn't work out." "My god, Daddy!" I said, and I leaped on top of him, laughing. "I had no idea you were bisexual!""I'm not," he said. I started tickling him, and he laughed. "I'm not, not anymore, anyway. I've never been with a man since. It's just, you know, when you see a really good looking guy, I notice, is all." I moved up to his face. "Daddy, I find that incredibly erotic," I said.I felt his fingers slide up my leg to the waist of my bikini. "Lizzie," he chuckled, "you find everything erotic." And with a little tug, he undid my bikini bottoms. We kissed, our tongues meeting hotly. I felt crazy with lust. I reached down quickly and pulled his wet swim trunks down over his quickly hardening penis. He pulled off my bottoms completely, and tossed them into the bubbling water of the Jacuzzi. I laughed, and gripped the base of his cock with my hand, loving the way my diamond ring glittered as I held him. Then I slowly sank down over the head, sighing with contentment, and moved down his length, taking his long hard cock into me once more. Daddy reached for a towel and rapped it around our hips, for decency I guess. How silly, with my bikini floating in the tub! I began to grind my hips against him, feeling my clit mash against his pubic hair. I looked into his eyes as I rose and fell on his length, coating him with my slick juices. My hair fell around my head like a halo, surrounding his face. My mouth was open slightly as I panted with the effort of bouncing up and down on his length. His hands held my hips, helping me to move on him. His cock felt so deep inside me, brushing against my cervix on the downthrusts. My tits rose and fell in my top, my hard nipples poking at the fabric. He used his teeth to pull down the cups and began licking my breasts as my motions accelerated. I didn't care if someone came to see. I just wanted my Daddy to cum in me again. I felt the electric shocks of his cockhead pushing at the entrance to my womb. I leaned back to bounce straight up and down on that long, thick cock. My cunt was stretched with his thickness. My body felt like lightning was striking it every time I shoved down, to feel him impaling me to the hilt. His hands kept guiding my up and down movements. I was whimpering with each breath as the pleasure overflowed my senses. God, Daddy's cock seemed to touch every part of me. I was bouncing crazily. I began to mutter. "I want your cum, Daddy. Knock me up. Give me your baby. Give it all to me." I began to feel the heat rising in my hips. My pussy seemed to tighten a little on his shaft, signaling the rising orgasm. Just then I felt something touching at my lips, and I opened my eyes. The waiter stood before me, a pina colada in his hand. The straw was touching my mouth, as the waiter simply stared straight into my eyes. I smiled at him, and he smiled back. I pulled the straw into my mouth and took a long, deep pull on the cool, sweet juice. I continued to hop up and down on Daddy's cock, my hands holding his upper thighs for stability. I looked at the waiter. "Thank you," I groaned, and he stood back, holding the drink. I threw my head back once more and screamed as the orgasm exploded from my pussy, up my spine, and into my brain. "OH GOD!" I shouted. "OH GOD YES!" My head fell back and forth. Goosebumps popped out on my flesh. My hips shivered wildly. I screamed again. "OH YES! OH, I'M COMING!" My pussy was gripping Daddy hard, then releasing, the squeezing him again. My body was shaking uncontrollably with joy. Daddy snorted and grunted, and then I felt his cock seem to grow larger inside me. He shouted, and his hips shoved upwards into me, touching my deepest point. I felt his cock lurch slightly, and a thick wad of his sperm blasted up his shaft and exploded inside my womb. I opened my eyes and mouth in silent shock. The waiter was still standing beside us, patiently. Holding a towel with one hand. I gripped my belly with both hands, just below my belly button. "Oh, Daddy!" I cried. "I can feel you coming inside me!" He grunted again and again burst inside me, his sperm flooding my innermost recesses. I could feel his hot white juice flooding me, then pouring back down, over his shaft, down the insides of my thighs. He grunted again and again shot a long rope of semen into me. I clenched my teeth and my pussy muscles, as if to keep as much of it inside me as possible. He groaned once more, and again slammed his cock into my pussy, pushing another wad of his precious cum into my belly. Finally he slowed, and we relaxed, our bodies covered in sweat and panting. The waiter walked over to the other lounge and laid the towel on it. Without a word, he extended a hand to me and helped me stand up. Daddy's long, spent cock fell out of me, coated in our mutual juices. The waiter helped me to my chair, resting my hips on the towel. "It helps," he said, then, in a Latin accent. "Keep your hips raised." I smiled at him. "Thank you," I said. Somehow, I didn't feel shy at all about him seeing my red, swollen pussy, or my Daddy's sperm as it leaked out of my and rolled down my legs. I just lay back, panting, feeling the cool night air on my skin, and loving the warm, exhausted feeling in my hips. The waiter bent over the Jacuzzi and retrieved my bikini from the water. He handed it to me. "Thanks again," I smiled. He nodded, smiled, looked briefly at Daddy, and disappeared into the night. But as much fun as these moments were, I know the very moment my beautiful daughter Alexandra was conceived.Daddy and I had gone to dinner, he in a white tuxedo, me in a red gown that reminded me of my wedding dress. It was cut dangerously low in front, showing the curves of the tops of my breasts, and in the back it was open down to the waist. I wore no bra, but I didn't really need one. My firm breasts held themselves up. I had my hair pulled up behind my head, with a little tiara, and I wore the necklace Daddy had given me on that special night. My lipstick was a fierce red, and I wore dark eye shadow. I noticed several of the men checking me out as I walked to the table on Daddy's arm. But best of all, I caught Daddy checking me out several times. I love making him desire me. I feel so powerful knowing how I can affect him like that. After dinner, Daddy and I walked across the deck, laughing and kissing, and went to the disco where we danced. Daddy was a little lost—I'd taught him some moves, but he really wasn't a dancer—but I didn't care. I let the pounding beat just overwhelm me, and I moved around him, feeling his hands on me. When I turned and ground my ass into his crotch I could feel his hard cock against me. By the time we got back to the cabin, I could tell Daddy was seething with desire for me. As soon as we had stepped inside, Daddy kicked the door closed behind us and yanked me toward him, into a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue slid over mine; I could smell the sweet masculine cologne on his neck. He slid his hands over me, curving into my waist, running down the smooth skin of my back. In an instant, he had undone my dress, and I stepped back slightly so that it could fall from my body, and pool on the floor in a circle of red. Beneath, I wore only thong panties made of delicate red lace. Daddy again pulled me to him and kissed me hard. My breasts crushed against him, and my nipples hardened into points. I moved my hand down to his waist and began undoing his belt. He let go to pull off his bow tie and slide his jacket off. I pulled down his zipper. My mouth was already watering for him. Beneath, his hard cock was straining at his shorts. I mouthed it a little through the cotton before slowly pulling down his underwear. His long, hard cock bounced up at me. Instantly, I took it into my mouth, while Daddy finished taking off his shirt. I loved the taste of him, the feeling of the soft skin on his hard cock. With one hand I cupped his balls and with the other I held the root of his cock still so I could slide my head up and down. I flicked my tongue over him while my mouth fucked him, and I enjoyed the sounds of his excited breathing. His cock was throbbing between my lips, and it seemed to be getting hotter. For an instant I wanted to drink his cum down my throat, but then I remembered I needed it inside me for us to have our baby. Just then Daddy pulled me up and kissed me again. I held his cock still in one hand—it pressed into my belly—and then he turned me around over the little couch beside the glass door that faced the sea. He ran his hands over my smooth ass. I put my hands on the arm of the couch and waited. He slowly pulled the panties from me, sliding them down my hips gently as though he was afraid he might break his delicate new wife. I expected him to enter me right away, but he didn't. There was a pause, and then I heard a buzzing sound. I knew it was the vibrator Anne had given me. I smiled. Then I felt something cool on my lower back, and then Daddy's hand. He was spreading lubricant down my crack, then into my ass with his finger. By now, Daddy had fucked me in the ass enough that I could open for him easily. He spent just a moment ensuring I was lubricated, and then I felt the slick surface of the shivering vibrator as it began to penetrate my hole. Oh, it spread me wide. It began to push deeper into me, opening me wider with every inch that it sank into my ass. Its buzzing seemed to send shocks up my spine and into my breasts and my brain, making me tingle all over. Daddy kept the pressure up, twisting the vibrator occasionally, fucking it back and forth slightly in little motions. Finally it was all the way inside my ass, rumbling through my whole body. It felt delicious.And then I felt the head of Daddy's cock at my wet pussy. Instantly I flowered open for him, and his meat began to slide into me. After just an inch, I thought I was going to die of happiness. I had never been double penetrated before. Now I felt so full of cock, so full of Daddy's love for me! His hot cock pushed deeper and deeper inside me, separated from the churning vibrator by only a thin piece of tissue. Oh, I was so full! I was overflowing! The sensations were racing over my skin. I clawed at the arm of the couch. My eyes squeezed shut as Daddy seemed to impale me completely. I thought he might reach into my womb. I thought he might reach his cock through me, to come out my mouth. In a flash, I came, screaming out with ecstasy as my body shook and shivered. My eyes rolled back in my head. "OH JESUS!" I screamed. "OH MY GOD! I'VE NEVER -- -" but I couldn't form a coherent sentence. "AAAAAAH!" I screamed as another series of quakes wracked my frame. Daddy was holding my hips in his hands, controlling me for his thrusts. I felt his balls bouncing against my clit, his belly against my ass. I was covered in sweat and my legs were covered with my cum. I was screaming still, almost hysterical. I started to think I was going to pass out. Oh, god it felt good. I was out of control with ecstasy racing through my cunt, my ass, my breasts, my legs, my fingers. I tried to scream out that I wanted Daddy's cum, but I could say nothing but just a wail of joy. But I was rewarded anyway. I heard a grunt, and felt Daddy slam up against me hard, nudging my cervix. I cried out again as Daddy's dick throbbed, and a string of hot cum splashed against the back of my womb. He thrust again, groaning in pleasure. His balls squeezed another long string of semen into my belly. Then another, and another. He lurched against me six or seven times, his thick cream filling me, over flowing me, rolling in streaks down my inner thighs.The vibrator continued to buzz, sending shocks through my body as my pussy milked Daddy's cock hard, squeezing him again and again, sucking the thick juice from his body. I lusted for it. I fancied I could almost taste it. God, this was it, wasn't it? This was the cum Daddy had used to make me, the dick Daddy had used to make me, and here it was, pulsing out string after string of his sperm for me—for me! To make us a baby! The thought sent me into another series of shakes. I slammed myself back against him again and again. "YES!" I screamed. "YES! YES!" I wanted every drop of his essence inside my tight pussy. Finally, he was spent completely, and he withdrew. But the vibrator kept going inside my bowels, and as he pulled out, I twisted around on the couch. I simply pulled my knees to my chest and shook. The next thing I remember is waking up next to my beautiful, sleeping father, my husband. He was naked, and the sheet was off him, so I could enjoy looking at his body. His tight abs, with a six-pack just barely showing. His broad chest with light hair. His long, thick cock, lying loose to one side. I moved up over him gently, and gently kissed the tip of his cock. Everything felt so right, with the ocean rolling slowly beneath us and the sun so cheerful. Something seemed different. Something magical seemed to be in the air. Instantly I knew it. It had worked. I was pregnant. I don't know how I knew, but I did. I leaned over Daddy's cock again and licked it gently, tasting us both on his skin. I nibbled with my lips at his shaft, and I enjoyed watching it as it slowly began to inflate to my coaxing. Daddy woke quietly, and just looked down at me as I licked the length of his prick, from the bulbous head up to his hips. His cock rose, beating slightly with his heart, until at last it was straight up, hard and beautiful. I licked it still, first on one side, then the other. Finally I took it in my hand. I loved how hot it always felt, and so big around. Below, his big round balls hung down, full again of his glorious sperm. This time, I wanted to taste it. I sucked him into my mouth, sliding my head up and down on him, fucking him with my lips. I moved my hand gently up and down his length also, and with my other hand I massaged his testicles. My head bobbed up and down, trying to get as much of his thick meat in as I could. I took it too deep sometimes and barely avoided choking, but I loved the hissing sounds he made at the pleasure. I would withdraw slightly, to nibble at the tip a while, and then lick him like an ice cream cone. I knew I was doing well when a single clear drop of his pre cum appeared at the tip. I looked straight into his eyes, reached out my tongue, and took it like a drop of nectar. I smiled at him. Then I dived onto his cock, determined to taste his essence. I sucked at him, my hand pumping up and down. His hips began to thrust instinctively. His head fell back. The muscles in his legs grew tight, and then he just began to come, his thick white liquid pouring out of him in a rush. It didn't so much spurt from him as flow straight from his balls into my waiting mouth. I sucked the hot, salty liquid onto my tongue, then swallowed it down in time for the next splash. I kept sliding my hand up and down as I nursed on his cock. He pumped his sperm into me, filling my mouth until it seeped out of the corners and ran down to my chin. I slurped it again, wanting it all. I was hungry for his juice. He kept groaning with pleasure, his head thrown back, as his balls kept bursting. I licked up another load of his precious liquid and then another. Finally it was coming in little dribbles, but I licked those up, too. Half my face was glistening, slick with his cum. I licked his cock as clean as I could, then ran my hand over my cheeks and sucked it off. I was about to swallow the last little bit of it when Daddy grabbed my arms and pulled me up over him. He took me into a deep kiss, and our tongues touched, sharing the last of his sweet cream. We kissed until we could taste his sperm no more -- the same sperm that last night had made me a mother."Daddy," I said, and I took his left hand in mine, our rings shining. "We're going to have a baby."To be continued...Like it? Don't like it? Remind you of your own life? Wanna tell me I'm going to hell? Comments welcome! Schariah1@gmail.com*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 51

girlsandboys.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/78/girlsandboys.txt

Jimmy, was 14 years old and his sister Susie, who was a year younger, had just been watching a porno DVD on the big screen TV in the living room late one night. Jimmy had found the secret hiding place his father had for these discs and this was the perfect night because their parents were out for the evening. This particular disc had a lot cock-sucking and pussy-eating and the scenes of the people fucking were just so wild, things that neither child had ever thought about before. They sat in front of the screen watching intently, getting more and more excited themselves as they watched. After it was over, he quickly put the tape back where he had found it so his father couldn't tell it had been moved, and they quickly headed upstairs to Jimmy's room after turning off the TV."It sure gave me a hard-on, Susie," Jimmy said, a catch in his voice."I saw it," Susie confessed. "You're still hard, too Jimmy." Her eyes glanced down, staring at where his cock was pushing up at his pajama bottoms."You wanna see it up close, Susie?""Maybe we shouldn't, we're too little," Susie protested, but her eyes were hot on the rounded head of his cock as it pushed at his pajamas."Does my cock look too little?" Jimmy asked. "if I can get a hard-on, I guess we should be able to do it.""Does it hurt?" Susie asked."I don't know, Susie. I've never done it before either.""Well... we don't have to really do it, do we?" Susie asked. "I guess we can just sort of play a little.""Can I see you pussy, too?" Jimmy asked hopefully.Susie lifted her sweet face and looked into her brother's eyes for a breathless moment. Then she nodded, licking her lips, her eyes going back down to her brother's lap."Take it out, Susie," Jimmy urged, his young voice husky. "Take it out and look."Susie's small hand moved toward her brother's cock. Her eyes were big and hot, half-glazed, lips parted. She touched Jimmy's cock through his pajamas with the tips of her fingers, and jerked her hand back."Ohhhh, Jimmy, it's hot!""That's because it's so hard, Susie," her explained. "Go on... just wrap your fingers around it and squeeze."I thought you wanted me to take it out of your pajamas?" Susie said, her voice throaty. "Don't you want me to take it out and look at it?""Yeah!" Jimmy moaned, leaning back on his hands, spreading his knees and offering his crotch to his sister. "Take it out and look at it."Susie's small hand moved slowly to Jimmy's cock again. This time, as she touched his cock through his pajamas, she didn't jerk away. Her eyes became larger as she ran her fingertips along the concealed shaft, from the head to his balls. Jimmy moved his hips, grinning at his sister."Ooooh, it feels so hard and hot!" Susie giggled. "I'm gonna take it out now. I wanna see it."Her small hand sneaked into the fly of his pajamas, and she pulled his cock out, making a purring sound of pleasure as she looked at it. He had a lovely swollen head on it. His piss-hole was glistening wetly. His heavy balls were hairless and loaded with cum. She closed her small fist about his cock, flexing her fingers, gasping as she saw the head bulge, juices seeping from his piss-hole. She flexed her fingers time after time watching the head of his cock."Move your fist up and down, Susie," Jimmy urged, lifting his hips up. "Pump it with your fist.""Like this?" Susie asked in a soft voice, jerking her fist up and down, sliding her hand from the base to the head.Jimmy couldn't believe it. This was better than the time he and his best friend Bobby were in the woods and decided to jerk each other off. They had been in the showers after gym class, the last period of school, and Jimmy noticed his friend Bobby's hard-on. Bobby was soaping his balls and playing with himself and wasn't at all bashful when he saw Jimmy staring. It was almost like he wanted Jimmy to look. Jimmy couldn't help noticing how plump and round Bobby's ass was and how Bobby's dick got longer and stiffer the more he stroked it. He also noticed how Bobby was looking at his, Jimmy's, dick and how it was rising into one of the best boners he had ever had.His mind wandered back to the two of them walking home after school and into the woods, finding a secluded spot and both of them dropping their pants and underpants and each one grabbing the other boy's dick. He was a little embarrassed at first, but the feeling of someone else's hand on his boner and his hand on another boy's dick made him quickly get over it. He almost hoped that Bobby would offer to suck him off, rather than just jerking him off. Bobby began feeling Jimmy's ass and Jimmy did likewise to him. Before long, they had kicked off their shoes, pants and underpants. All that remained was their tee-shirts and their socks.Suddenly, Jimmy's silent wish came true and Bobby removed his hand from Jimmy's dick only long enough to turn around and sink his mouth onto it! Jimmy was in ecstasy! Bobby started to suck for all he was worth and began to fondle Jimmy's ass-cheeks. "WOW!" he thought. They were going to '69'! With Bobby turned around working on his dick, he decided to do the same for Bobby.It was the first time in his life he had ever seen another boy's prick close up and he thought it was great. Oh sure, he had watched himself many times when he jerked off, but it wasn't the same as seeing another boy's boner like this. Bobby's cock was very hard, yet the skin was so smooth. Bobby had just a little bit of hair at the base of his prick, and his balls, which hung low in their smooth sack, had no hair, just like Jimmy's. He ran his hands up and down Bobby's smooth legs and plump ass-cheeks and began to suck away at his dick. The electric feeling was almost too much as Bobby began to fondle his legs and ass in the same way. "Man, this feels great!" he thought, having someone feel up his ass, as Bobby spread his ass-cheeks and probed his asshole with his finger. He thought he would go out of his mind with delight!Pretty soon both boys were rocking back and forth on the grass, each boy reaching the point of no return. They kept fondling each other's ass, occasionally reaching around with a free hand to tug at and lick each other's balls.Suddenly, Jimmy felt Bobby's load of cum start to empty into his mouth. It tasted so good! With Bobby's throbbing dick in his mouth, his own explosion started to rise in his prick and he let loose with the best load of cum he had ever had! Each boy kept sucking and sucking until they were both drained, and Jimmy was sorry to see it end.But it wasn't the end. Bobby kept sucking on Jimmy's wilting cock and massaging Jimmy's balls with his free hand. His cock started to stiffen all over again! He had never been able to get a second hard-on so quick, but with Bobby's expert tongue working on his shaft it was about to happen! Bobby sucked and licked on his boner like there was gonna be no tomorrow and it shot up into full erection. The massage his balls were getting was driving him crazy, and a fresh load of sperm was beginning to rise in his dick. Bobby kept licking and sucking his boy-meat lollipop and had his middle finger wedged between the cheeks of Jimmy's ass. When his finger reached its target of Jimmy's asshole, he couldn't hold back any longer, and he let loose with a load of sperm as thick and creamy as his last one and filled Bobby's mouth to the brim.Bobby kissed Jimmy's dick and looked up to him with a smile as he licked some of Jimmy's cum dribbling from his mouth. Returning his head to Jimmy's crotch, he kissed and licked Jimmy's well-drained balls and dick and licked any dribbled cum off of his thighs and stomach. He continued to kiss, higher and higher, working up to Jimmy's bellybutton and stomach, reaching his chest and still hard nipples, and then his neck. When he reached Jimmy's mouth, they both French-kissed for what seemed to be hours, but in reality lasted only a few minutes. Bobby made Jimmy promise not to tell anyone of their little sex outing and said that he would love to do it again anytime Jimmy wanted. Jimmy promised, and secretly hoped that Bobby and he could do it again real soon.Both boys started to get dressed and Bobby came up behind Jimmy for one last feel. He reached around and under Jimmy's arms to feel his soft stomach and higher to rub his soft nipples, then slowly he worked down past his bellybutton to have one last feel of his ass and softened dick and balls before Jimmy put on his underpants. Jimmy reached around and pulled Bobby closer so he could rub Bobby's ass, all the while Bobby had a hold on his crotch. Even after having been drained twice, it still felt great to have Bobby's arms around him playing with his dick and balls. And the feeling of Bobby's dick up against the crack of his ass was just too much. Maybe next time he would ask Bobby to spread his cheeks and stick his big boner in him! Jimmy's mind was brought back to the present by his sister's hand pounding on his dick and the cum beginning to swell in his balls."My pussy is so wet that my panties are soaked," Susie giggled softly, shyly at her confession. "I've been wet before, but this time I'm drenched down there.""Let me see," Jimmy said."You really wanna see?" Susie replied, pulling her hand off his cock reluctantly. "Have you ever seen a girl's pussy before, Jimmy?""Sure," he admitted. "I peeked one time when you were in the shower.""Jimmy! You didn't!" Susie squealed. "Well, you didn't see much anyway.""No, not too much," he said. "I saw your tits, but it was so fast, I wasn't sure, and your ass.""Really? You peeked at me?"He nodded."You're naughty." Susie giggled."Yeah, I know. Her brother grinned. "Isn't that nice?""Well... sure," Susie agreed."Come on, show it to me now, Susie.""Okay, I will." She giggled softly.Susie pulled her feet up onto her brother's bed, lifting her little ass to jerk her gown away. Susie spread her slim legs and bent them at her knees slightly. She pulled her gown to her waist, showing the crotch of her tight little panties. Instead of pulling the crotch away, Susie shoved the elastic waist downward, opening her legs wider. She leaned back on one hand, holding her panties down with the other. Jimmy made a gulping sound as he stared.Susie's young cunt was pink and sweet-looking. The slit was fine, with puffy little lips. It was hairless: nothing to hide the succulent slit of her cunt at all. She watched her brother's face with glassy eyes, a slight flush on her face that could have been shyness or desire."You are wet, Susie," Jimmy said in a husky voice. "I can see you're really wet.""Sometimes I play with it," Susie confessed. "It makes me feel good when I rub on it, and you know what? I can put my finger inside too!""Show me! Jimmy groaned, turning on the bed so he faced his sister, his legs crossed, his cock standing up with jerking hardness. "Show me how you put your finger in it, Susie!""I'm embarrassed," Susie giggled, but sat up and rubbed at the slit of her cunt a few times, then slowly eased her middle finger into it."Yeah!" Jimmy moaned, leaning forward and watching closely. "Can I do it, Susie?" Jimmy asked, sliding his hand up his sister's inner thigh. "Let me stick my finger in you!" "You gotta do it slow," Susie said. "I like it slow, then go real fast when it starts feeling good."Susie pulled her finger out of her cunt, staring down between her thighs and watching her brother's finger slip into it. She gurgled softly."Ohhhhhhhh, it feels better when you do it, Jimmy."Jimmy probed his sister's cunt with his fingers, pushing and pulling it. His eyes burned as he watched. Susie twisted her little ass on the mattress, spreading her bent knees wider, her heels almost together. "Now do it faster, Jimmy! It's starting to feel good!"Jimmy stabbed into his sister's cunt fast, making wet sounds as his knuckles smashed the sugary lips. Susie leaned back on her hands, lifting her cunt to him, her eyes closed as she cried out with growing ecstasy. Her cunt was very slippery and wet, with the juices seeping out and over the creamy curves of her cute little ass. She lifted her hips, pushing her cunt to her brother's finger."Oooooh, Jimmy!" she sobbed. "Faster please! It's gonna happen!"Jimmy rammed as fast as he could, leaning down close, his eyes blazing on her pussy."Now, Jimmy! Ohhh, yes, now!" Susie's hips jerked upward, her body stiffening. Susie tried to muffle the sounds of her rapture, but they came gurgling out anyway.Jimmy was panting, feeling his sister's cunt grabbing at his finger. He was awed by the action seeing those pretty pink lips of her cunt squeeze and flex. He could see the tip of her small clit throbbing. He thrust his finger into her cunt, holding it there, and feeling the waving ripples of the soft, satiny flesh of her cunt grip him.Susie's small body shuddered, then with a long sigh, she relaxed, her ass lowering back to the bed. Her face was flushed and her eyes shone as she smiled at her brother."You can take your finger out now, Jimmy," she said, breathing heavily. You made me do it."Jimmy pulled his finger out of his sister's pussy, looking at her face. "I made you cum, didn't I, Susie?""Ooooh, yes," Susie sighed. "You made me cum better than I do it for myself.""You wanna make me cum now?""You're really hard, aren't you?" Susie said, seeing his cock jerking from the fly of his pajama bottoms. "I bet you'd cum real fast.""I'm almost afraid for you to touch my cock," he said. "I might cum right then."His cock rose inside his pajama pants, the head looking as if it were trying to find a way past the leg."Touch yourself, Susie," he whispered. "I want to see you play with your little cunt while you take my cock." "Susie didn't hesitate. Her hand moved up her thigh and she ran a finger up and down the slit of her cunt. Her other hand sneaked to her brother's lap, where she squeezed his cock through his pajamas.Suddenly, with a soft cry, Susie twisted her body around until she could push her face onto her brother's lap. She pulled Jimmy's dick from the fly of his pajamas and Jimmy let out a gasp of pleasure when she began to run her wet tongue about the swollen head of his cock. Susie closed her eyes as she licked, running her tongue up and down the hard shaft, then swirling it eagerly about the smooth head, tapping the tip into his piss-hole. As she licked her brother's hot rod, Susie shoved her hand into her cunt, smashing at her knotted clit, stabbing a finger into her slit. She held one leg high, knee bent, exposed lewdly."Suck it!" Jimmy hissed. "Oh Susie suck my cock! I want you to wrap those pretty lips around my cock and suck! Ohhh, baby, take it in your hot little mouth!"Squealing eagerly, Susie opened her mouth and closed her soft lips about Jimmy's cock, sinking her face down. Her fingers plunged even faster into her pussy as she tasted the hard heat of his meat. Her lips spread and stretched as her mouth filled."Oh god, yes!" Jimmy whimpered. "Eat it, Susie! Ohhh, baby, eat my hard dick!"Susie bobbled her sweet face up and down, sucking on Jimmy's throbbing prick with hunger. Her wet tongue swished and twisted. She alternated her speed, sucking fast a number of times, then slowly as she purred with delight."Take my fucking pants off!" Jimmy groaned. "Pull these fucking pants off my ass and suck that dick, Susie!"Susie lifted her mouth and tugged at her brother's pajama bottoms. Jimmy lay back, his face expressing his ecstasy. His cock stood up stiffly as his sister removed his pajamas. She loved the smooth feeling of his plump ass as she rubbed up and down his dimpled buns, and the way her fingers could run up and down the crack of his ass. Jimmy moaned and she could tell he liked it as much as she liked doing it to him. Then, lying at his side, Susie leaned over and began to suck his cock again, cupping his young, hot hairless balls in her hand. Susie pushed her mouth down on his cock as far as she could, cooing in ecstasy.Sensing he was about to explode with a load of cum, and wanting to keep his hard-on up as long as possible, she moved her hands down and spread her brother's feet, and began to lick up the inner surfaces of her brother's thighs, tantalizing him and giving him a slight chance to cool off a bit. Then, without warning, she pushed her face into Jimmy's crotch, nuzzling at his hot balls, kissing them, licking them, gazing at his beautiful, stiff dick."Ohhh, sweet, sweet little cocksucker!" Jimmy moaned as Susie pulled her brother's hot balls into her mouth, sucking and licking hungrily."Ohhh, Susie!" Jimmy grunted as he felt her sucking his balls. "Oooooh, that's sooooo good! My balls... Oh, suck my balls! Eat my prick, Susie! Lick my balls and suck my dick!"Jimmy decided he couldn't keep his hands off his sister any longer. He moved his arm across the velvety flesh of her slender thigh and caressed Susie's tight little ass as she sucked him.Susie wiggled her ass to her brother's hand, purring softly about his cock. Turning her body, she opened her legs wide. She lay on her side, her mouth stuffed with her brother's hard cock, while he cupped her sugary pussy. The he began to rub at the steamy slit as she sucked his hairless balls."Fuck me Jimmy!" she cried out. "Fuck me with your finger! Oh, please fuck me!"Jimmy shoved two of his fingers into her cunt and began to plunge them in and out. Now that her cunt was being stimulated, Susie began to suck wildly on her brother's cock."Ohhh, go to it, Susie!" Jimmy gasped. "Suck it hard! Oh, baby, eat my balls... eat my balls and eat my cock!"Susie alternated sucking hard on his balls and bobbing up and down on his dick. Jimmy drove his fingers faster and deeper into the gripping cunt of his sister and she churned her hips with the motion."Ohhh, that's fantastic!" Jimmy gurgled. "Stick a finger up my ass, Susie!"Jimmy had his ass lifted from the bed, urging his sister to swallow his cock. Susie darted a stiff finger into the crack of his ass and rubbed the crinkle of his asshole. She exerted pressure, and her finger slipped deep into the tight ring of his asshole. Jimmy yelped, but otherwise made no protest. On the contrary it started to feel fantastic and it almost made him cum.Once again Susie greedily spread her lips about Jimmy's cock. She didn't find it difficult at all to pump her finger in his asshole and lick at his cock and balls and then take him deep into her throat.Jimmy twisted his ass about, gasping as his balls hardened and throbbed. He was dripping pre-cum juices from his piss-hole, and when his sister lifted her mouth, it ran down the shaft of his cock. But his sister, with soft murmurs, began to lick up and down, on both his cock and his balls. Susie was squeezing and twisting his balls while fingering his asshole. He was about to go out of his mind with ecstasy."I'm about to cum!" he shouted. "Suck meeeee! Oh, please, suck me! Ohhh, my balls are on fire and my cock is gonna really spurt!" Susie gave a little gasp as her tongue moved faster on his dick. When Jimmy exploded, she had her tongue right over the head of his dick. She squealed as Jimmy came, spewing creamy boy-juice over her tongue and into her mouth. Then, as he spewed hotly, rapidly, Susie flicked and licked at his piss-hole and up and down his now drained balls as he came."Ohhhhhhhh, that was so fucking good!" Jimmy moaned softly as his cock deflated. "I sure came!!"Susie giggled again, licking at the juices clinging to his softening dick. With a little cry, she pushed her cunt onto Jimmy's fingers, and came. Jimmy felt the tight little pussy clutch his fingers, and pumped them in and out until the spasm ended.END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 78

kristenp.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/11/kristenp.txt

mynew1.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/54/mynew1.txt

It was two days after my thirteenth birthday when I first noticed it. Mr. Allen, my geography teacher had given us an in-class assignment to drawer the province as accurately as we could. He had given us the full period to do this and he wanted a lot of detail. I attended an all girls Catholic school complete with the silly uniforms.He was wondering around the room looking at each student's progress and had stopped behind my desk to look over my shoulder at my progress. I glanced up and noticed that he was looking at my chest rather than my map. He quickly looked away when I looked up. It didn't take me to long to figure out that he was actually looking down the front of my blouse. I could hardly believe that he was interested in my chest as my breasts had only started to grow and were each the size of half a tennis ball. Today I had worn the silly "training" bra my mother had bought me for my birthday. As I thought about what he was doing and having decided that he actually was trying to look at my breasts I remember the other times he had stood behind me looking at my work. I knew that he wouldn't have seen anything then either because this morning, as I wore my bra, was the first time that I hadn't worn the snug fitting undershirts that I had been standard wearing apparel since I was six.It must be the bra I thought. That was the reason he was still there and as far as I new still looking down my shirt. There was two reasons that I didn't say anything – the first was that I would have been embarrassed and secondly, it was causing a strange warm feeling in my stomach. Could it be that Mr. Allen, who was ancient, was actually interested in looking at my tiny breasts?I was still thinking about it the next morning as I was dressing for school. I decided to wear my bra again even if I didn't really like it and made sure that I had my loosest shirt to wear over it. I tried bending over in front of the mirror but all I could see was my bra. My breasts weren't even showing a bit. I reached behind my back and loosened the bra strap to its loosest setting. When I bent over this time it was a little better but I still couldn't see much. Then I reached into my shirt and slid the shoulder straps a little looser. Now, when I bent over the bra fell away from my chest and I could easily see my breasts including my nipples. I sat at my dresser and leaned forward as I would when I was working at my desk at school. Looking down I could see that my bra had fallen forward but not quite enough to show my nipples. I could see the small roundness of my breasts but the nipples were just hidden.I tightened things up again and headed off to school. My geography class was the last of the day and I went into the washroom and loosened my bra in one of the cubicles. Sitting on the toilet I managed to set the straps so that everything was revealed except my nipples when I leaned forward. Well, off to Mr. Allen's class I went wondering if I had the nerve to show him. By the time the class started I had a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. As I sat there the feeling moved lower into my body and seemed to be centered between my legs. I didn't know what was happening but it felt good and I didn't want it to stop.Mr. Allen was wandering around the class and I saw him stop behind a few of the other female students and glance quickly down at their necklines. I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed him doing it before. I heard him come up behind me and, even though I was shaking, I lent forward a little. He stopped behind me and continued to talk to the class. I glanced quickly down and I saw that everything except my nipples, which were now as hard as they got when I was cold, were in plain view. Suddenly I wanted Mr. Allen to see my nipples as well as my breasts but I didn't know how I was going to do it without loosening my bra some more. I hunched my shoulders and, glancing down, saw that my right nipple, which was all swollen and puffy, even the areola, was now in plain view.I don't think I could have stood up if I had wanted to. My legs felt weak and the feeling in my stomach and between my legs was intensifying. My panties felt wet and I was worried that I was peeing. Mr. Allen was still behind me and I knew that he could see what he had been trying see for quite awhile.Finally he walked away and as soon as he got to the front of the class I raised my hand and asked if I could go to the washroom. I raced down the hall and as soon as I had locked the cubicle door I reached under my skirt and pulled down my panties. The crotch was soaked and I ran my finger between my vagina lips to see what it was. That felt terribly good. I started running my finger back and forth and the feeling I had had when Mr. Allen was looking at my breasts immediately came back. I kept rubbing and very quickly a feeling of intense pleasure washed over me. My older sister had joked with me about masturbation and I had tried it prior to this but, although it felt nice, nothing like this had ever happened before. I finally knew what she was talking about.When I got home that day after school my sister was not there and I went up to her room and quickly opened the bottom drawer of her dresser. I knew she put underwear in that drawer that was getting to small for her rapidly growing 17 years. She hated throwing anything away. I found an old red bra that was a 32AA with lots of lace and a pair of matching lacy red thong panties. I would have to use a needle and thread to make the set fit me but at least they would look better than my training bra and full cotton panties.Altering the bra and panties was a simple job for someone who routinely got A's in Home Ec. and soon I was trying them on in the bathroom with the door carefully locked. Both the bra and the panties fit perfectly. I found the panties a little uncomfortable with the string pulled into my bum but I figured I would get used to it. I was right – they looked a lot better than what I was used to wearing, not that I was used to wearing a bra at all until two days ago.The following day was Saturday and I decided to try my new underwear and go and see my next door neighbour Tim, a boy my age whom I had played with for years. I wore a loose fitting t-shirt and very loose fitting shorts over my new look underwear. I figured that if I felt like it I could arrange for Tim to see up my shirt or the leg of my shorts. In fact if I bent over the hem of the shirt hung down to my knees. It had never been a problem before as I always wore cotton undershirts which Tim had certainly seen with no visible effect for the last ten years and he had certainly seen the old heavy cotton panties that I had worn up until today. In fact I remember spilling pop on my shorts when I was over at his house one or two years ago by ourselves and I had taken them off and rinsed them out. We had played the rest of the day long after my shorts had finished in the dryer with me wearing just my old cotton trustees. We had never thought anything of it but I do remember thinking that I certainly couldn't go outside like that and what else was I supposed to do.I knocked on Tim's door and we decided to go up in his tree house. I started up the ladder first and knew that Tim could see up my shirt. I reached the top and looked down expecting Tim to be right behind me. He wasn't. He was still standing on the ground looking up. He was staring unabashedly up my shirt. I pretended I didn't realize and told him to hurry up. Climbing into the fort, I sat cross legged on the floor and waited for him. Glancing down at my shorts I saw that the loose legs were gaping and that Tim would be able to look up them. I wished that I had checked with a mirror so I would know what he could see. Tim climbed in and sat down in front of me. He didn't look down at first but then he glanced down and I saw his eyes go wide. I figured he was looking right at the triangle of red cloth that was covering my vagina. The feeling of warmth started again and I wanted it to keep going. I looked at the front of his shorts and I saw a tent forming and I knew the views certainly were having an affect on him. I wondered what his penis looked like and whether or not he was circumcised like my mom had talked about the time she had "sat me down for a serious talk." In fact that was when I learned the terms "penis" and "vagina." She had been very nervous talking about those things but she had struggled through. I also knew that "intercourse" was what men and women did to have babies and that I couldn't have babies until my period started which it hadn't. I wondered what it would be like to have "intercourse" with Tim. Would his penis fit in my vagina? Would it hurt? What would it feel like?Wile these things were running through my mind Tim was trying not to stare at the crotch of my shorts and I was trying not to stare at the tent in his. I turned over onto my hands and knees and swung around until my bum was pointed in his direction. I was pretending to look in a box we had on the far side of the tree fort. My t-shirt fell completely away and the hem was almost touching the ground. I knew that I might as well have been kneeling there in my bra and shorts as far as what Tim could see. I heard his breath catch behind me. It was funny – nothing ad changed except I was wearing a bra rather than my old undershirt. I had often assumed this position before and Tim hadn't thought anything of it. "What's the matter with you?" I asked as I rummaged in the box. Tim muttered something that I couldn't understand."What did you say? I asked."I can see your bra.""So? You have seen my undershirts lots of times.""But they weren't a bra""What's the difference?""I don't know. It's just different.""For goodness sakes," I said and turned back to a sitting position. I reached down and grabbed the hem of my t-shirt and pulled it off over my head. I sat there with just my bra on. The feeling in my stomach getting stronger."Now look at it and tell me what the difference is."He stared at my chest and said "you've got breasts.""Of course I have breasts, I'm a girl. They never bothered you before.""I never knew they were there before.""Well get used to them, I don't think they're going to go away."Tim was getting flustered. He didn't know whether to look at my bra or turn away."Do you like it?" I asked."It's pretty" he responded eyes wandering around the fort."How do you know if you don't look at it?" His eyes snapped back to the bra. The feeling in my stomach was almost too much to bear now."Do you want me to take it off so you can see it better?""But then I will be able to see your breasts" he responded."I'll take it off if you show me what is making the bump in your pants."There was a long pause and Tim finally said "OK, you first."Now it was up to me. Did I have the nerve to do this? I couldn't think of anyone better than Tim to do this with. I had known him for years. I reached behind me and undid the hook of my bra. I held it in front of me and then dropped it in my lap. For the firs time in my life I was sitting topless in front of a boy. Tim just looked at my breasts. My nipples were hardening and, looking down, I saw they were starting to stick out like they did when I was cold. With the areolas, which were also swollen, they seemed to be almost as large as my breasts themselves.My stomach was flipping so fast I thought I would pass out. I felt moisture gathering between my legs just like it had in school the day before and I felt like my breath was coming in short gasps.Tim just kept staring at my breasts. "Can I touch them?" he asked."Not until you take off your shorts."Tim quickly pushed his shorts and underpants down to his ankles and off his feet. I saw a real penis for the first time. It was about three inches long and half an inch thick and was standing straight out and curved a little upwards. He, like me, had no hair around his privates. I had seen pictures that my sister showed my once of a man's penis and it had lots of hair around it as did the picture of a woman's vagina.I liked this better, it seemed cleaner. I slid closer to Tim and reached for his penis. It was very hard as I took it in my hand yet the skin was soft. Tim reached out and touched one of my breasts with his fingers. He moved his fingers around my breast and then onto my nipple. The nipple was hard and swollen but the areola was quite soft even though it was swollen. When his fingers hit my nipple I thought I was going to stop breathing. It felt so good. I hoped he would keep playing with it. "You have matching underpants on," he said."They're called 'panties', not 'underpants'. And they're not much like pants. They only cover my vagina.""Is that your pussy?""That's what my sister calls it.""I like that name better," he said. "It is easier to remember.""OK, you can call it my 'pussy' then.""What does it look like – will you show me?""Sure." I stood up and pulled my shorts off leaving my panties on.I was standing there naked with nothing on but my panties. I looked down at my breasts and saw that my nipples were extended and were very hard. My breasts were about the size and shape of half a tennis ball and the areolas were about the size of a fifty cent piece and were swollen and sticking out from my breasts. My nipples were about the size and shape of a pencil eraser and right then just about as hard. Tim was trying to see everything and once and seemed in a panic that he would miss something."Do you want me to take my panties off so you can see my vagina... my pussy?""Please," he almost begged.I hooked my thumbs in the waist band of my panties, pulled them down and steeped out of them. I was now naked in front of Tim. My nipples were so hard they were hurting and the warm, funny feeling in my crotch was so intense I could hardly stand it. I felt moisture seeping out of my vagina and my knees were wobbly. I quickly lid down on the floor of the tree house and tried to relax. Tim was watching me fascinated. His penis was sticking straight out and appeared just as hard as my nipples.I sat on the floor of the tree house facing him. My knees were raised and my feet were far enough apart that they were not interfering with his view."What do you want me to do?," I asked."I don't know. Perhaps you could lay down." I did as he asked and raised my knees spreading them so he could see my pussy. "Can I come closer?" Tim's quavering voice asked. "Come as close as you want." Tim moved closer until he was kneeling right at my feet. He leaned over until his head was right between my knees. I saw him staring at my vagina. To help him I raised my legs and grabbed my knees spreading my legs even further apart. My vagina was now tilted up towards his face and about a foot away from his staring eyes. I was starting to feel the onset of the same intense feeling I had had when I was in the school washroom stroking my vagina."Can I touch it?" Tim asked."Sure," I replied. I didn't dare say any more because my voice was quavering. Tim reached out and I felt his fingers brush against the lips of my vagina. My body jerked and I gasped."Did I hurt you?" Tim asked pulling his hand away."No, no," I said. "It felt good, do what you want, I will tell you if you are hurting me."He reached out with both hands and I felt his fingers on either side of my vagina. He slowly spread my lips apart. "I can see your hole" he said. "Tell me if I hurt you."I don't think I could have said anything coherent even if he had stuck a needle into me. Waves of intense feeling were rolling over me. I nodded my head. I was desperately hoping the same feeling would come as did in the school washroom.I felt Tim's fingers spreading my lips further and further apart. I spread my knees as far apart as they would go to help him."Your hole only goes in a little way then there is a barrier with a little opening in it. Is that your cherry?""I think it's my hymen," I stammered. "Then where is your cherry?" he replied."My sister says that "cherry" is a slang word for hymen.""What's this littler knob at the top of your slit?," he asked."Where?""Here," he said, touching it with his finger tip."Ungg, ahhh!" was all I could reply and I felt like I was going to come out of my skin. "Touch it some more... ahhhhhhh... PLEASE! Keep touching it." Tim started gently rubbing the spot and wave after wave of intense feeling washed over me. I heard myself moaning and grunting. I hoped it would never end but it did. I let my knees go and my legs fell down to the floor knocking Tim's hand away.It was a few seconds before I could talk properly."That was wonderful," I said. "I have never felt anything like that before. I think you just masturbated me.""Would you masturbate me?" he asked."I don't know how.""You just hold my cock and slid your hand up and down.""OK."Tim lay back on the floor. His penis was standing straight up. I took hold of it and slowly moved my hand up and down. The skin slid smoothly and he said to go a little faster. I picked up the speed and soon he was lifting his hips off the floor and his eyes closed. He started to breathe harder and it wasn't long before he started jerking his hips and a little bit of creamy stuff came out of his penis. "Thank you," he said. "You can stop now."I stopped and said "Is that all?" I was glad that I seemed to have experienced much more than he did.We got dressed and decide that it was time for both of us to go home. Next day was Sunday and my mother wanted me to go to the mall with her. I had to wear my ugly training bra and white panties because I was with her. ***To be continued if there is any interest email me.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 54

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PART 3A few months went by, and Lacy's 13th birthday was coming up on Saturday. Jeff was still occasionally making Lacy have sex with him, when her mom wasn't home. Her breasts had grown into a full A cup, and she was starting to feel like a real woman. Zack and Lacy still had not had sex yet by this time. She told him she was a virgin, and wasn't ready to go all the way yet, but she was having regular oral sex with him, and heavy make out sessions, when they found time to be alone. He seemed to be happy with that, and respected her feelings. When Lacy would suck on his cock, he told her she was the best blow job he had ever had. Lacy didn't ask him how many he had before, although she was curious. At school on Friday, Zack asked her if she wanted to come to his house that night, cause his parents were going out of town, and it would just be him and his older brother. She said yes. Her mom was off that night, and her and Jeff would be out on their own date. So she really didn't want to be home alone anyway.That evening she got dressed in her black wool tights, and long purple sweater, with her black grunge boots. It was colder outside this time of year, so she had to dress warm. She walked to Zack's house, which was only the next street over. She walked up to the door, and knocked. This big muscular guy, that looked like an older version of Zack, answered the door. "Hey, sexy young lady, how can I.. Help.. You." He said in a very flirtatious way. Then Lacy heard a few other college age guys in the back ground hooting and hollering. She smiled at the very muscular, and tanned handsome guy, then asked him, "Is Zack here?" He looked around and said "Zack? You are here, for ZACK!" he yelled. Zack came running down the stairs and tried to get around his brother. Then his brother grabbed him in a head lock and gave him a noogie. It was freezing outside, so she stepped inside, and closed the door. The two other guys there, looked at her up and down as soon as she walked in, checking her out. "Damn, she's fine." one of them said. Zack said while still in the headlock. "This is my girlfriend Lacy." Lacy smiled and looked around. Then Zack continued. "Lacy, this is my older brother Craig, visiting from Butt hole University." The two other guys said "OH!" in reply to Zack's comment. Craig let his little brother go. Zack stood up, then Craig punched him in the gut. Not as hard as he could have though, but it took the wind out of Zack, and he bent over and grabbed his stomach, feeling very embarrassed. Then Craig reached out his hand, to shake Lacy's hand. This dude had big muscles, and was kind of scary to her, so she shook his hand. "Nice to meet you Lacy." he said. Then he pulled her hand, up to his mouth, and kissed it. Then he looked at her, up and down, and licked his lips while he looked in her eyes. Lacy felt really uncomfortable, and smiled nervously at him. Being surrounded by all these horny guys, who were much stronger than her boyfriend, was not really a good feeling. Then Zack quickly grabbed her other hand, and pulled her away, while he said. "Get your own woman dude!" He pulled Lacy upstairs to his room quickly, and locked the door. "Sorry about that." he said "My brother likes to play too much." Zack and Lacy had been boyfriend and girlfriend for about 4 months now. Every chance they got alone, they would make out. Lacy had decided, that the next time he asked her, if she was ready to have sex, that she would say "Yes." Zack and Lacy were cuddling on the loveseat, in his bedroom, watching TV. When they heard a loud car with bass pull up to the house. "That's my brother and his friends, they are leaving for the night to some keg party. So we will finally be all alone." Zack said. They heard the front door slam, and then the bass slowly faded away. "You want a soda?" Zack offered. "Yeah sure." she said. Zack went down stairs. After a little while he came back up with two tall glasses with ice in them, and a bottle of soda. "Have you ever had Coke and Rum before?" He asked her. "No, I haven't had any alcohol before," she replied. "It's really good, you will like it. Here, I will make you a little," he said, as he walked to his dresser and pulled out a little bottle of Rum. Then he poured a little rum in each of the glasses with ice in them, then added the Coke. "Here, try it," he handed her a glass. Lacy took the glass, and took a sip. "It taste like coke," she said, with a smile. "Yeah, it's good," he said. "Drink it." They drank their Cokes, then he set his glass down on his end table, and took hers and put it next to his. Then he started to make out with her, he was kissing her and started to put his hands up her sweater so he could rub on her tits. Then he reached back and unhooked her bra, and started squeezing on her tits. Then he said to her. "Your tits are getting bigger, that is so hot." He kept kissing her and rubbing on her tits. They were both feeling the rum pretty good, and getting very turned on. Lacy started to feel dizzy, stopped kissing him and said, "I need to lay down, I feel light headed." "Ok babe," he said, and then started to help her take off her boots. "You can lay down on my bed." He had a very comfortable full size bed that had really soft, light blue and dark blue striped sheets. "It's kind of hot in here," she said, and started to pull off her sweater. She had on a light pink tank top underneath her sweater. He helped her get up and walk over to the bed. She clumsily plopped down on the bed, and started giggling. "What's so funny?" he asked as he smiled. He could tell that she was tipsy, and feeling really relaxed. "I don't know," she said, still giggling. She let her body fall over, and her head onto the pillow. Zack came over and started to pull down her black tights. "Oh wow! You're not wearing any underwear? That is so fucking sexy." Lacy started to black out and the next thing she remembers they were both naked under the covers, French kissing, while he fingered her pussy really good. She had no idea how that happened but it did. Zack was very hard, and turned on and said, "Oh god, I want to see what if feels like inside of your pussy so bad. Please let me slide my cock inside your pussy baby, please. I promise I will be gentle." Then Lacy whispered, "Yes." He started to kiss her harder, getting very excited. Then he jumped out of the bed, and went to his dresser to get a condom. He came back to bed, and went down to lick and kiss her pussy. He made her have and orgasm and this made her very wet. Then he put on the condom. Lacy was almost passed out by this point, she was buzzing so hard from the rum. He slowly slipped his cock inside her pussy. He moaned, she felt so tight. Lacy had told him she was a virgin so she tried to act like it hurt. "Oh Zack, it hurts, ouch, oh, oh ouch," she said, in a whiny voice. "I'm sorry baby, just try to relax, it's going to hurt a little, but maybe if I get you a little more wet it will help." He started to fingerfuck her pussy and gave her another orgasm. Then she said. "Ok, I'm ready, do it! Just put it all the way in." He didn't hesitate for one second. Before she knew it, he was fucking her like crazy. She could tell that this wasn't his first time. He knew exactly what he was doing, and it felt so good. He was not as big as Jeff, but he was really good at working it. Lacy moaned loud, and called his name. "Oh Zack, yes, yes!" He started to cum really good, and then he started to slow down as his body got chills. He was covered in goose bumps. Then he collapsed on top of Lacy covered in sweat. "Lacy... I think... I love you..." he said, before they both passed out.It was 9pm and they woke up to Lacy's cell phone ringing. Zack looked at the phone and saw the caller ID. "It's your mom." Lacy snapped out of it, and woke up quick. He handed her the phone. "Hi mommy," she said in a sweet innocent voice. Her mom told her that she and Jeff had decided to drive out to the beach, and said they were going to spend the night and be back tomorrow afternoon. Just in time to take her out for her birthday dinner, anywhere she wanted to go. "Ok mommy. Thank you. Bye." She hung up the phone, and looked at Zack, and said. "I get to spend the night with you. They'll be out all night." Zack smiled, and asked if she wanted to have sex again. Lacy said "Yes" and he went to grab another condom. Lacy had never used a condom before with Jeff, but it seemed like the right thing to do, so she didn't say anything about it. Zack got back into bed, and snuggled up to her an asked. "Have you ever heard of 69?" She kind of blushed a little, and said, "I have heard of it, but I don't know what it means." He explained it to her, then asked. "Do you want to try it?"She said, "Ok." and he quickly dove under the covers and started licking her pussy. His hard cock was right in her face, so she started sucking it. Jeff had never showed this to her, or done this with her before, so it was a whole new experience for her. She was enjoying it very much. Zack made her cum, and then he turned around and came up to her mouth and started French kissing her. They kissed for a few more minutes, then he put on the condom, and slid his hard cock right into her very wet pussy. They made love while they kissed very deeply and passionately. ***The next morning they woke up naked together. Zack was spooning her, and she could feel his hard cock poking on her butt hole. They got up and took a shower together. As they soaped up their wet, naked bodies, they couldn't keep their hands off each other. He started rubbing on her clit, and then slipped two fingers in her pussy. He wiggled them, and put his fingers in and out. It made her knees very weak, and made her cum all over his hand. He pulled his fingers out slowly, then he put those two fingers in his mouth and sucked on them, while she watched him. "You taste so good." he said and them he moaned. Then he turned her around and told her to bend over. He slipped his very hard cock, into her pussy from behind, and started pounding her pussy. "OH... my god!" She moaned. "Yeah! You like that baby?" He asked almost breathless. It felt incredible. Then she realized, that this was the first time she had felt Zack's cock in her pussy, without a condom on. "Oh yes," she answered.He started to go harder and faster and she moaned louder. "Oh Zack, yeah, fuck me."This sent Zack over the top. He pulled out his cock, and jerked it off fast, until he sprayed hot cum all over her ass. "Ooh shit yeah!" Zack moaned as he spewed out a huge load of cum. After that hot steamy shower. They got dressed. Then Zack went to his closet and pulled out a box with a shiny blue ribbon on it. "Happy Birthday, I hope you like it," he said, as he handed it to her. She smiled a huge happy smile, and gave him a big hug. "Awww that is so sweet. Thank you," she said."Open it," he told her with a smile. Lacy pulled the shiny blue ribbon and opened the box. It was another soft blue felt box. She opened the blue box and gasped. It was a pair of diamond stud earrings. "Oh wow!" she said "You didn't have to buy these for me Zack," she said kind of shocked, that he had spent so much money on her. "You deserve it. You are a very special girl, and I want you to feel special." She gave him a big hug, and then a very long passionate open mouth kiss. Then he walked her home. As they walked inside Lacy's house, her parents pull up into the driveway. Lacy and Zack sit on the couch and talk. Then her parents walk in. "Hi guys, Happy Birthday Lacy," her mom said smiling. Lacy's mom had on a very low cut sweater, and her big natural 'D' size breast were pushed up, and popping out the top of her sweater, as she bent over to put down her purse and bags. Zack looked at them for a second, and swallowed hard, trying to control his cock from getting a raging hard-on, then he looked away. Lacy's mom was hot, and Zack knew one day Lacy would have bigger boobs just like her mom. Lacy jumped up. "Hi mommy." She hugged her mom, and then Jeff. "Happy Birthday baby girl," Jeff whispered in her ear, as he hugged her. Then Jeff asked Zack, if he would like to come along with them to celebrate Lacy's birthday. Zack of course said yes. Lacy went to her room to change into a matching grey track suit, with a black lacy tank top. Underneath she wore a matching lacy black bra, and thong lacy panties. Jeff drove them all to eat at 'Olive Garden'. One of Lacy's favorite restaurants. Jeff gave Lacy a $100 gift certificate to one of her favorite clothing stores, and Lacy's mom gave her a gold necklace with a gold heart charm on it. Lacy's mom ordered 3 margaritas while they were there, and by the time they were ready for the check, her mom was obviously a little more than just tipsy. Jeff drove them all home and as soon as they got home Jeff and Lacy's mom went into the bedroom. Zack asked Lacy if she wanted to come back to his place, since his parents were still out of town. Lacy said yes, and left a note for her parents telling them where she went. Lacy was relieved that Zack offered, she knew that it was about to get loud with moaning and sex sounds in just a minute.They walked hand in hand to Zack's house while the sun was setting. It was quite a romantic moment. Zack was so happy. He was with a beautiful, hot, young girl, and he was finally getting to have sex with her. Just thinking about it was making him get a woody. As they walked up to his house he could hear his brother Craig, and his rowdy friends laughing and talking loudly. "Let's go around the back." Zack took her to the back yard where his father had built a man cave out of a small storage shed. There was a pad lock on it, but he knew the combination. They went inside and sat on the loveseat that was in there. Zack turned on the small lamp, and closed and locked the door. It was quiet, but a little cold so he turned on the small heater that his dad had in there. "It will get warmer in a minute." Zack said. He sat down next to Lacy and put his arm around her to cuddle, and try to get warm. "I hope you are having a good birthday." Zack said. "Yeah it's great, thank you." She leaned in, and gave him a sweet peck on the lips. "I wish I could take you up to my room right now. I would lay you out on the bed, and give you the best pussy licking you ever got," Zack said in a sexy voice. "That would be so hot," Lacy said. He leaned in and started to kiss her softly and romantically. It progressed into French kisses and then before you know it he was up her blouse sucking on her tits. Zack loved sucking on her tits. He pictured her mom's big juicy full 'D' cup tits, that he saw today, and his dick got rock hard in an instant. They made out for about an hour, until Zack felt like he was about to explode. "I got to have you right now baby," Zack whispered to Lacy. "Without a condom?" Lacy asked. "Oh yeah, I forgot they are in my room, damn it!" Zack grunted."That's ok, I don't mind giving you a blow job," Lacy offered. "Are you sure? It's your birthday. I wanted to make you feel so good, and let you just relax while I do all the work," Zack said."That sounds really nice," Lacy said in a sweet voice. "Let's just go inside, if I have to deal with my brother to be able to make love to my girlfriend, than I am willing to pay that price," Zack said, trying to sound tough. "Are you sure Zack? Your brother scares me," Lacy was worried. "Let's go," Zack said, then grabbed her by the hand. They got up and put everything back how it was. Closed the door, and put the lock back on. Zack grabbed Lacy by the hand, and they walked up to the back door to the kitchen. It was locked. "Damn it." he thought to himself. They walked up to the front door. He noticed how quiet it was, and this made him a little suspicious. He turned the door knob and opened the door slowly, just enough to peek inside. He saw a very beautiful young girl, with long bleach blond hair. She was naked, with big tits, and her pussy was totally shaved with a little heart tattoo right under her belly button. She was giving his brother a lap dance. He slowly closed the door and whispered to Lacy. "Just run straight to my room ok, don't look around just run." Lacy was worried. "Why? What is going on?" she asked. "Just run, ok?" Zack said. Zack opened the door and pulled Lacy in. He slammed the door closed behind her, and she ran up to his room as fast as she could. Zack noticed that his brother was very drunk and could barely move. Zack stood there and looked at this amazingly hot girl, for a few seconds. She smiled at Zack while she grabbed one of her big tits. Squeezing it, then pinching her nipple and dancing slowly and moving her hips at the same time. The hot naked girl said to Zack. "Hi there handsome." Then his brother finally realized that he was there. "Get the FUCK outa here douche." Craig commanded him as he started to sit up. Zack ran out, and up to his room, he got in and locked the door behind him. When he got into his room Lacy was lying on his bed totally naked, laying on her back with her legs spread open, and rubbing on her pussy. "Oh my fucking god, you are the best girlfriend ever!" Zack said, as he smiled and started to strip off his clothes as fast as he could. His cock was rock hard, from watching his brothers babe downstairs, so he grabbed a condom and walked up to his hot, young, naked, 13 year old girlfriend, and started stroking it. "I could cum just looking at you." Zack said as he looked Lacy up and down. Lacy leaned over and grabbed his cock, then she put her hot, wet, mouth around it, and started to suck it. Zack loved her blow jobs. She was a natural at giving perfect head, and she actually swallowed the cum. His last girlfriend sucked at it (pun intended) and thought it was gross. The only other time he had a blow job was from one of his brothers college girl "fuck" friends. She was really good at it too, but she didn't swallow his cum. Plus he had no feelings for that girl. He felt like he was totally in love with Lacy. She was awesome. Just then he started to cum. She kept sucking and jerking his cock as she swallowed every single drop of his cum. Zack moaned "Oh Lacy... oh yeah baby... oh my god... YES!" Zack collapsed on the bed next to her still holding the condom in his hand. Back at Lacy's house, Lacy's step dad Jeff was really enjoying fucking the shit out of his wife. She was a pleaser, and since she was drunk she was up for anything. While he banged her doggy style on the bedroom floor, he couldn't help but picture his step daughters naked little body in his head. He loved his wife Wendy. She was as hot and sexy as if she came straight out of a 'Penthouse' magazine, but Lacy was underage, and that really turned him on more than anything. He thought about Lacy's tiny pussy, those undeveloped tits, and that tight virgin ass of hers that he wanted to finger fuck. He thought about fucking her tiny little virgin pussy, and how he felt touching her pussy for the first time. "Turn around baby and suck my cock." He said to Wendy. She clumsily stumbled as he pulled his cock out of her pussy. She drunkenly turned around. Jeff laid on his back and Wendy got between his legs and began deep-throating his big hard cock. "Oh yeah." Jeff moaned as Wendy gave him one of her amazing blowjobs. He kept picturing Lacy naked. She was so obedient, and never questioned him. He loved to be in control of her. His cock started to shoot out a massive full load of hot cum, into his wife's mouth. She tried to swallow it all, but it quickly filled up her mouth and it squirted out the sides of her mouth. After a few minutes, Jeff got up off the floor and Wendy just laid there. She was pretty much knocked out. Jeff walked to the kitchen naked, he saw the note that Lacy had left. "I will be at Zack's." He crumpled up the paper and threw it in the trash. Then he grabbed a beer out of the fridge, and chugged it down. A few minutes later he walked back to check on Wendy. She was still out. He got down behind her ass and started stroking his cock. She had such a nice full round ass. It had been a while since he had been inside that ass too. He grabbed some lube and rubbed it on her ass hole. Then he started to finger her ass with his two fingers. She moaned. He then started lubing up his hard cock. "Yeah baby, get ready for this." he said in a low voice. He slipped his hard cock deep into her asshole. This got her attention, and she started moaning loudly...***Zack woke up and realized that he still had not pleased Lacy like he had promised. He looked at the clock, the time was 10:15 pm. It was still her birthday. He looked at Lacy who was sleeping. "She is so fucking sexy." he thought to himself. He slowly uncovered her naked body. He took her legs and spread them apart looking at her sweet pink little pussy. "Oh wow, look at that little pussy," he said to himself. He took his finger and dipped it just inside her pussy to get a little of her juice on his finger. Then he brought his finger up to his nose and smelled it. Her pussy had such a hot sexy smell. It made him so hard. He got in between her legs and started to suck on her tiny little pink clit. Lacy woke up to the amazing feeling of her little clit being sucked on. "Oh Zack..." she said in a scratchy voice as she started to sit up. "Just lay down baby, I'm going to make you feel so good," Zack told her. She laid down spreading her legs wide open for him. Zack sucked, licked, and pleased that pussy enough for her to come 3 times. He licked up all her juices. Then when he thought his cock was going to explode he put on the condom and started to fuck her little pussy hard. He pounded it. This made Lacy moan really loud, as she climaxed again. "Zack oh, Zack. Yes!" Lacy moaned as she held on tight to his tight toned arms. He couldn't hold back any longer and finally came. After a few minutes Jeff called Lacy's phone. Lacy picked it up. "Hello?" Lacy said. "Hey baby girl, it's time to come home now." Jeff said. "Oh ok, I will get Zack to walk me home." Jeff hung up the phone. "I have to go home Zack." Lacy said in a sad tone. She was really hoping to spend the night again. Zack walked Lacy to her door and then started to kiss her goodnight. Just then Jeff opened the door, wearing only a pair of cotton shorts. Zack and Lacy stopped kissing. "Lacy, it's time to go to bed, it's late." Jeff said in a dominant voice. "Ok daddy." Lacy said. She let go of Zack's hand and said. "Goodnight Zack." and walked inside. Jeff stepped out and closed the door. "Zack, let's talk for a minute." Jeff said to Zack as he grabbed him on the shoulder by his jacket and pulled him around towards the driveway in a dominant way. "Uh, yes sir." Zack said being very respectful. They started walking down the driveway and Jeff let go of him. "Now, I know that you and Lacy are having sex..." Zack was scared as shit right now. Jeff was a little older than his brother Craig, but not as big, so he knew that Jeff could definitely hurt him if he wanted to. Jeff continued, "and If you break her heart, or cheat on her, I will come find you myself and kick your ass. Do you understand?" Zack was shaken, and answered in a slight quivering voice. "I would never do that to her sir, I promise!" Jeff patted him on the back in a strong motion. "Good! Now you be careful on the way home." Jeff walked towards the door, as Zack bolted home as fast as he could. Lacy went to her room, stripped down naked, and put on a fresh pair of panties and her big tee shirt nightgown. She was exhausted. She got in her bed, and started to fall asleep. Just then Jeff walked in her room. He walked up to her and stroked her cheek with his strong hand. "Hi daddy." Lacy said in a sleepy voice. "I hope you enjoyed your birthday baby girl," Jeff said. "I did. I had so much fun," she said trying to stay awake. "Did Zack make you feel really good baby?" Jeff asked. "Oh yes," Lacy answered."You'll have to tell me all about it later." Jeff replied. Then he leaned down and kissed her goodnight on the lips and went back to his room and fell asleep hugging his hot naked wife.To be continued...*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 84

inevitable.txt

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Author Note: The following story is an uncensored sexual fantasy involving practices that are illegal, immoral, socially unacceptable, and messy. Only mature adults with a firm grasp on reality should venture further. This story promotes nothing, and nothing in this story should be taken seriously. Readers are cautioned not to attempt any of these acts without professional guidance and a net.***Pam and I have been going together since the seventh grade. We are now in our mid-twenties with four kids. Pam always said she'd have four kids - two boys, two girls. She always said we'd settle in our home town, buy a house in Elm Heights, that I'd go to law school, and that she'd be free to be a housewife and full-time mother. In fact, Pam planned our wedding in our sophomore year. From the moment we met we both knew we were perfect for each other. People refer to us as a "cute" couple. We're both rather short. I'm 5'4"; Pam is 5'1". I'm rather plain, but Pam is adorable. She has long silky blond hair and deep blue eyes, hard tea cup tits, and the legs and ass of a model. We're both smart - straight "A" students. We're also semi-recluse, preferring each other's company to that of friends. We both have friends, but we don't cultivate those friendships nor do we spend much time with social activities. We simply love being with each other. The only fears I had about our marriage was sexual compatibility. Pam seemed to have zero sex drive. She loved kissing and holding, but touching her in an intimate place, or her touching me was absolutely out. She wouldn't talk about sex, mush less do anything to do with sex. The one time I exposed myself and convinced her to touch my aching penis, I ejaculated right after her hand wrapped around my five-inch manhood. She jerked her hand away and shouted, "Oh, gross!" then wiped her hand on my shirt. It wouldn't be so bad, but Pam is so damn sexy. She dresses to show her body, flaunts her charms, and gets a big charge out of getting me hard and giving me blue balls. She rubs herself on me while we make out, usually while sitting on my lap. She won't let me touch her tits or pussy, but she loves showing them to me. She thinks it's funny if I cum in my pants. After a heavy make-out session, she'd often call me and ask if I took care of my problem. If I had, she'd press for details. If I hadn't, she'd want me to tell her how much it hurt. Pam was gang raped in the early part of our senior year. It was a traumatic experience. Five tough boys from school caught her cutting through a wooded lot. They made her strip and dance. They forced her to masturbate for them, stick objects up her cunt, and finger her own asshole. Derick Dangerfield, the ring leader and super stud on campus, took her virginity while his buddies held her spread-eagled. She put great stock in virginity and planned our honeymoon to be a meeting of virgins. Only Derick screwed her pussy, but the others took her orally and anally several times each. When she didn't arrive at our usual meeting spot, I back-tracked her path and found her in a fetal ball, covered in dirt, debris, and semen. We held each other and cried. Pam refused to go to the police, though we both knew every guy involved. I didn't blame her. We live in a small town. The humiliation would have driven us away. When I got Pam cleaned and dressed, she calmed down. She was terribly sore, but her spirit hadn't been broken. As I brushed her hair, she smiled impishly and said, "I guess you can forget about me wearing white at our wedding." I told her she could wear any color she wanted, including snow white. She surprised me by saying she would never be a hypocrite and wear white. She said that everyone would eventually hear about her putting out to Derick. She said she may even be pregnant with his child. She counted back the months from June 14th and cried, "Oh no! If I'm pregnant, I'll be ready to deliver in the middle of June." I said, "We can get an abortion long before that." She grasped my shoulders and said dramatically, "No! There will be no abortion. If I'm pregnant, I'll deliver his child. If you won't accept his baby as your own, Philip, then you're not the man I thought you were." I assured her that if she wanted to keep the child, I'd consider it ours. I reassured her that I'd do the same if the father were black or Chinese. This brought a big smile to her face. She hugged me fiercely and told me she loved me. Then she said something rather strange. She sat back with an impish pouting look and said, "You know, it's kind of sexy thinking about being nine months pregnant with another man's child on my wedding day and everyone knowing who the real father is. It kinda turns me on." "Pam, that's a wicked thought. You surprise me." "I know, but I'm being honest. I think it would be so neat that they'd all know that you loved me so much you'd take me even carrying another man's baby. You must think I'm awful." "No, I'm glad you're being open and honest. It is rather exciting, but I'd rather it happened to someone else." "Philip, I want to ask you the biggest favor ever." I nodded. "If we find out that I'm pregnant, I want you to ask Derick to be the best man." I gave her a hurt and stunned look. She was dead serious. She made me promise. I eventually did. Pam was raped again the following week and twice the week after that. I insisted we go to the police; she vehemently refused. I begged her to at least tell her mother so she could get put on the pill. When she refused that sound advise, I began to suspect the worst. The thought of my Pam bearing Derick's baby, and me having to ask him to be the best man, drove me mad. The first time I saw Derick after that fourth rape, something clicked inside me. I ran at him like an enraged bull. He parried me off like a skilled matador. I plowed into a trash can. He then proceeded to slap the shit out of me while I swung wildly but never connected. He never really hit hard, his slaps were meant to humiliate. I eventually wised-up and stopped swinging, taking several slaps with my head bowed in submission. Derick grabbed me by the back of the neck, pushed me into a men's room, shoved my head in a toilet and flushed several times. Someone dragged my pants down and Derick kicked me in the balls from behind after releasing me. I rolled in a fetal ball clutching my groin. I looked up at this towering blond-haired, blue-eyed jock and heard him say, "You ain't man enough for a babe like Pam, needle dick. You should be thanking me for servicing her for you." After leaving me, they raped Pam again. We cleaned and comforted each other that afternoon. She praised me for trying to stand up for her, but in the same breath warned me never, ever to do anything like that again. I assured her I would not. By this time news of Pam's multiple rapes was all over school. For me, the humiliation was unbearable, but Pam took it quite well. I noticed her becoming aroused when kids pointed to her and snickered behind her back. I pleaded with her to reconsider the pill, but to no avail. I also begged her never to go through that wooded lot. That's when she informed me that the last few times she was ordered there. To top it off, more kids came to watch her perform. She described her act in minute detail, seeming to enjoy the telling. Over thirty kids, mostly male, but some female, had seen my Pam buck-naked and dancing a slow bump and grind while fucking herself with a hair brush handle or a dildo. Derick was always master of ceremonies and the only one to fuck her cunt. She had her period on time, and was deeply disappointed by it. I was dumbfounded by everything she told me and at her behavior. She still called the activity rape, but it wasn't rape in my mind. When I asked her how she could act so uninhibited with Derick, she said, "My Dad always said, 'When rape is inevitable, lie back and enjoy it.'" She obviously took that advise to heart. That evening, we were at our favorite parking spot. Pam had her panties off and was examining herself between the legs, touching her tender pussy and complaining of a sore asshole. I saw an opportunity to turn our misfortune into an opportunity to broaden our sexual experiences. I gingerly ran my hand up her inner thigh. When it was an inch from her pussy, she said, "Philip, what do you think you're doing?" I blushed and stammered. She acted very upset that I would start treating her like a whore. She made me feel three inches tall and I begged her forgiveness. She sat back against the door and spread her legs wide, fingered her pussy and said, "Nothing has changed between us, Philip. Don't ever think you can treat me like a whore just because others do." I just stared in open-mouthed awe as she opened her top and fondled her tits with her other hand, saying, "I may be Derick's whore, but I'm your fiancee." I nodded and apologized again. My subservient acceptance pleased her. She smiled and said, "I know this might excite you, but that's your problem not mine. I'm no longer a virgin girl, I'm a woman now, and women have needs that must be met. Right now, I need to cum. You can look if you want to, or look away, but don't you dare expose your penis to me and do that disgusting thing you do at home. I won't tolerate that sort of behavior from you either." I nodded sheepishly. My balls ached. News of Pam's rapes eventually got back to her family. I was with her when they confronted her with it. Pam told them, matter-of-factly, that it was true, that she couldn't stop them, and that it would probably continue. She identified Derick as her principal assailant and reminded her father of his advice. He shook his head, but said, "I still think it's good advice, but you should go to the police. You do what you want, though. It's your life and your body." Pam's mom said, "Well, I suppose we should see about getting you on the pill." Pam surprised them by saying she didn't want on the pill. Pam made some lame excuse about reading something that said they were unhealthy. After Pam's mother suggested other birth control devices, Pam said, "Mom, it's only Derick that is having vaginal intercourse with me." This seemed a strange response to me, but it stopped her mother. I could see her wheels turning. She knew who Derick Dangerfield was. Everybody knew the Nordic football hero. I also knew that her mother's only misgivings about our getting married had to do with our being a poor genetic match - like mixing shit and ice cream. She told Pam that her kids would likely be short, dark-haired, dark-eyed geeks. Pam told me this and it hurt. It came as no surprise when her mother said fine, but when you get pregnant, and you will, there'll be no talk of abortion. Pam told them that I already agreed to accept the child as my own. Her mother praised my good sense and noble gesture. Her younger sister came over and patted Pam's tummy, saying, "Wow, Pam, you might have Derick's baby in you right now." Pam smiled and patted her tummy saying, "I think I might. I checked my cycle, and I should be ovulating. I told Derick, but he did it anyway. He even said he was going to do me two or three times a day all this week. That should do the trick." Her mother came over and said, "It certainly should." She then cast her eyes on me and said to Pam, "I suppose you two..." "No, Mother, we're not. Philip has pledged to come to our marital bed a virgin." This news brought a smile to her mother's face and a blush to mine. I was astonished at the way they were taking this news, like they were all in favor of Pam getting pregnant by Derick - her mother especially. She said, "Well, as your father said, we'll honor your decision on this matter, but I don't like the idea of you doing it in the woods. If these encounters are inevitable, as you say, then I think you should bring Derick here. Don't you agree, dear?" He agreed. I couldn't believe my ears. Pam was elated and hugged her mother's neck, then went over and kissed her dad. When I got Pam alone in the car, I confronted her with what I'd seen and heard. She said, "Don't act so surprised, Philip. You knew how mother felt, and I told you it excites me to be pregnant with Derick's baby on my wedding day. I should think you'd want me out of those woods. Does it turn you on or something. Do you masturbate thinking about me groveling naked in the dirt like a cheap tramp?" I said, "Of course not. But you can't expect me to jump up and down about your family making getting you pregnant with Derick's child a family project." "Well it is, so get used to it. Let's swing by the burger bar." "The burger bar? That's where Derick hangs out. Are you crazy? That's asking for trouble." "Philip, I am not going to live in fear of running into Derick. If he's there, he's there. Besides, I need to tell him what Mom said unless you want me in those woods tomorrow." I drove to the burger bar gritting my teeth. He wasn't there. She changed her mind and wanted a Pizza Hut pizza. He wasn't there either. We went to every place Derick was known to hang out, each time, she'd get another craving. We were about to give up, but she insisted we cruise the burger bar once again. My heart sank on seeing his old Buick. She had me park next to it. Derick smiled, got out, and swaggered over. Pam rolled the window down and gave him a warm hello, saying, "Surprise, running into you here." Derick leaned into her window and they exchanged a passionate kiss. She practically hauled him in through the window, slobbering all over his face, using her tongue liberally. Derick reached between her legs and tugged at her panties. Pam lifted right up to facilitate his effort and I watched her pink panties come sliding down her legs and saw her frantically kicking them off. She then sat with her legs wide as he fingered her pussy. Pam raised her skirt so I wouldn't miss a thing and humped her pussy on his fingers, hugging tightly to his neck and moaning loudly. He broke the kiss and had to push her away. He opened her door and said, "You don't mind if I borrow your fiancee, do you needle dick?" Pam reached over to me and cupped the back of my head, saying, "I'm sure he doesn't, not after the lesson you gave him." She scooted out and let him lead her to his back seat. He stripped her right in the parking lot and eased her onto her back on the back seat. He opened his pants and climbed in, pulling the door shut. Derick's buddies gathered at the windows as the car began a steady rocking. I could occasionally see Pam's right foot in the driver's window. Other people joined the audience. My dick screamed for release and I rubbed my crotch. When he finished, he flipped her onto her belly and four guys took turns in her ass. He dragged her back, naked, and tossed her clothes in the back seat after she got in. I got out of there fast. Pam slumped against the door with one leg cocked and resting against the seat back, the other on the floor board. In the occasional light, I could see the big puddle wetting my seat. She cupped her cunt, trying to keep the semen in it. She looked at me and at my astonished expression and said, "Well, now that you've witnessed a rape, what do you think?" "Do you want me to be honest?" "Yes, absolutely." "I think you wanted to be raped." "Is that really how it looked to you?" "It looked that way to everybody, Pam." "How many people were watching?" "Ten or twelve." "Did they seem to like watching me get raped?" "Yes, I'd say so." "Well, for your information, getting my butt fucked by four guys was no picnic." "And getting it by Derick was, I suppose?" "All right. You want it straight. I told you. I'm a woman now, and I have needs. I needed a good fucking. You're still a virgin. You don't appreciate these things. Besides, I'm trying to get pregnant as if you didn't know." "Yes, you've made that painfully obvious." "Oh, poor baby. Did seeing me get raped make your little pecker all hard. Are your balls black and blue? Do they hurt?" "Yes they hurt. They're killing me." "Oh, I feel so sorry for you. It must have been awful having to watch Derick and his friends use me like that." "Pam, shouldn't you be putting your clothes on?" "No, I kinda like this. It's so bizarre riding around naked. Philip, take me home. I want you to carry me into the house like this." "Pam! Are you serious?" "Yes, it will be so neat. Daddy's never seen me naked before; besides, I think they'll get a kick out of it. I want you to tell them what happened." "All right, Pam. If that's really what you want. I know your mother will be pleased." I pulled into their driveway. We waited for the traffic to clear. I carried Pam in my arms while she clung to my neck. I managed the door and stepped inside, kicking the door shut. Her father was watching TV with her younger sister sprawled on the living room floor. They got up and called Pam's mother. She came from the kitchen, took one look at Pam and cried, "Oh my God! What happened?" I held Pam so that her naked ass faced her dad. He seemed to enjoy the view. Pam said, "I'm all right, Mother." I said, "Derick and his buddies raped her in the back seat of his car at the burger bar." She said, "Here lay her on the couch. Elevate her lower extremities." I set Pam so that her ass rested on the sofa's arm and she reclined with her legs dangling off the end. Her mother looked between Pam's legs and said, "Oh my, you did get raped." She stripped off her apron and dabbed at the semen running from Pam's ass. She asked her husband to hold Pam's feet apart. He eagerly accepted that role and spread her legs wide. Her sister knelt by her head and stroked her forehead, staring hard at her sister's bused crotch. Pam caught my eye and made faces that I took to mean, "Tell them." So I told them exactly what I saw from the moment she saw Derick. I was hoping to explode this rape myth, but my story did not explode anything but my hopes. They were just relieved that no other semen but Derick's had contaminated her vagina. Her mother mopped her ass, but the semen on her labia lips got put back inside. Her mother said, "Did you tell Derick he's welcome to use our house." "Yes, and he was so pleased. He's stopping by in the morning before school. I still have to meet him in the woods, but he'll swing by every night before going home." "That's excellent. That should do it." As though suddenly realizing I was there, she said, "I'm sorry, Philip, but I won't be a hypocrite about this. I think you and Pam will make a great marriage, but Pam and Derick will make beautiful babies together. I know that must hurt, but that's how I feel. I'm not going to hide it." Her sister said, "Don't feel badly, Philip. We all love you; you know that." I nodded, but it hurt. Her father had nothing to say. He was too absorbed studying her pussy. The whole scene was almost too much for me. My cock was hard the whole time. Watching her family attend to my fiancee's vagina was a very erotic sight. They took their time, too. After cleaning all she could clean, her mother stood up and said, "Stay like that for a while, Pam. You need to keep the sperm near your womb." When I left thirty minutes later, Pam was still sprawled and her father was still holding her legs for her. I didn't see much of Pam during her ovulation cycle, but she called regularly to keep me informed. I learned that Derick took her in her bedroom the first time, but after learning of the family's complicity, he took her on the sofa with them gathered around. They actually assisted. Her father usually held her legs, and her mother milked Derick's spent cock into Pam's pussy. Pam enjoyed sharing these obscene details and called me several times while Derick was fucking her. After that week, we still didn't go on regular dates as we had before. All of our time was spent chasing down Derick. When we found him, he'd get in the car and they'd start making out while I drove to our old make out spot by the lake. By the time we got there, Pam was usually naked and fawning all over his cock. She freed his cock first thing and Derick usually sat beside me. Pam loved showing off his cock and tried hard never to block my view as she slobbered up and down his considerable length. I have to admit, Derick has a magnificent piece of manhood. It's easily eleven inches long and thickly veined. His crown has a nice shiny helmet shape that looks delicious sliding between my Pam's hungry lips. To begin their fucking, Pam likes to straddle his lap facing us with the interior light on. She gets in position and likes me to guide it in. I felt funny grasping his rod and aiming it at my fiancee's gaping hole. Seeing her sink down its length and swoon was hard to take. They used me like an accessory for fucking. Pam placed me in the positions she wanted. Her favorite was with me on my back and her on all fours head to crotch. In this position, I stared up at his cock plunging into her cunt. If he came in this position, I could count on Pam hovering her dripping pussy over my face after he pulled out. She also like to get fucked on her back with her head in my lap. It was shear torture to watch another guy enjoy her so much while I got nothing but blue balls. Pam missed her period and they celebrated. She made me invite Derick to be my best man at the first opportunity. He laughed his ass off and accepted. You might wonder why I still wanted this girl for my wife. Truth was, I fell more deeply in love with her everyday. She was still the same Pam she always had been, but in addition, I discovered that she was also a sexual dynamo. I looked forward to my honeymoon with growing eagerness. Pam's belly began showing after the fourth month. By the sixth month, she looked very pregnant and her tits swelled up nicely. She proudly displayed her bulging belly and kids at school were forever copping a feel, ostensibly to feel the baby kick. She was quick to let everyone know that Derick was the father and our wedding was still on. This caused me no end of embarrassment and thrilled Pam to no end. After learning that she was pregnant, it was open season on Pam's pussy for Derick and his pals, even her father. We often drove to the lake with a full carload. Watching her pull a train was especially difficult for me. Pam became a very popular place for young men to deposit their sperm. Her excuse for doing this was that she had needs. My family was aware of Pam's reputation and my mother was sick about my pending marriage and about the baby, None-the-less, they treated her respectfully, even though she went out of her way to shock them. Whenever she stopped by, she insisted everyone feel the baby kick. She did not wear panties and merely placed the hand up under her skirt. She told me that my father and two brothers rarely missed an opportunity to play with her pussy. I once saw her take my mother's hand and practically jam it between her legs and hold it there. Mom went beet red, but did not jerk her hand away. Pam told me later that she used her fingers to press two of Mom's into her hole. She held Mom's hand by the wrist, and Mom toyed with her pussy for several minutes. After that, Mom would not stay in the same room with Pam. That was fine with Dad and my brothers, because Pam would plop down, spread her legs wide, and lift her dress above her belly. Dad and my brothers made no pretense of feeling the baby kick. They felt Pam's pussy. I was the only one not invited to play. Incredible as it may seem, I still hadn't touched Pam's tits or pussy. Just before the wedding, she was eight months along and bulging at the seams, a waddling beach ball with legs. She really poured it on then. She'd walk in our house and pull the dress over her head. She'd parade naked, then recline on the sofa with her legs wide apart. Often, she'd go seek Mom out and force an embarrassing scene on her with us guys watching. She could squirt milk from her bursting tits, and Mom usually got a good dousing while being forced to finger Pam. Despite all this, my family attended the wedding. The wedding was a simple ceremony at the Holiday Inn banquet room. Between her family and mine, a few friends, and a dozen or more of Derick's friends. In all, we had sixty people. We hired a justice of the peace for a piece of Pam. I watched him get paid the day before the wedding. Derick made a mockery of the wedding. Everyone but his bunch were in tuxes and nice dresses. Pam wore a frilly bright red maternity dress, low-cut and fairly short. She had a pink vail and short train. We used a cloak room in the rear of the hall as the bridal chamber. All the guests were seated and the organist played the wedding march. Me and Derick were at the alter with her father and the JP. All eyes were on the cloak room door. Derick left the front and walked back to the room. We saw him slip inside. The hall was abuzz when he didn't immediately return with Pam. Ten minutes later, they were still in there. The wedding march stopped playing. The crowd murmured among themselves. Her father rapped politely at the door. After twenty minutes, Derick emerged zipping up his fly. Pam stepped out looking disheveled. The march began, they advanced on the stage, vows were exchanged, words were said, we were pronounced husband and wife. The JP said, "You may now kiss the bride." I turned to kiss Pam, but she turned to Derick as he turned to her. I stood there like an idiot and watched a five minute passionate lip-lock with slavishly working tongues. The wedding party was absolutely stunned into silence as Derick ground his loins into Pam while cupping and squeezing her ass. The JP finally said, "It's customary for the groom to give the bride the first kiss." They parted reluctantly and Pam gave me a peck on the lips. The next insult was the ultimate insult. I was to remove her garter and toss it to the bachelors. Pam and I were up on the elevated stage. A stool was placed off to the right and in front of her. I knelt as Pam gathered her skirts. She gathered them too high, exposing most of her right leg as she placed her right foot on the stool. From my position, I could see the cum slick going from her crotch to her red garter. Pam did not stop raising her dress. It soon cleared her crotch and everyone saw the mess running down her right thigh. The dress did not stop there. Pam raised it above her belly and was naked below. I groaned as the wedding party made a collective commotion and laughter broke out from several quarters. I tried to ignore everything and gingerly worked the garter down her creamy leg. The garter had trapped the drooling sperm, acting as a dam. The garter was sopping wet with Derick's discharge. I plucked it from her foot, pinched between thumb and forefinger. I flipped it to the bachelors. They wisely made a hole and the garter landed with a wet plop on the floor. It sat there in that cleared space like a turd in a punch bowl. Pam was elated after we got away, headed for the Ozarks. I had given her the wedding she wanted and a memory she'd never forget. She fucked me with little enthusiasm, but we had a great honeymoon anyway. We settled into a fairly normal marital relationship. She gave me straight sex, but passively took it. The baby was born on schedule - a healthy boy that looked exactly like his father. She named him Derick. I could tell that Pam missed having sex with Derick, but her excuses and games had no underpinning once we were married. If she messed around on me it would be out and out infidelity. She would not do that. At times I could see her mind trying to think of a way to legitimize bringing Derick back into our relationship. A few weeks after the baby was born, I climbed into position between her legs. Pam handed me a condom. I looked at it, then at her and said, "What gives?" "I want another baby. I want four, remember." "So why the condom?" "Philip, I can't have four kids with different fathers. It wouldn't be fair to them. They'd be half-siblings. I can't have that. Derick has to be the father of all my babies. I spoke with him about this and he agrees. He does have a say so in this matter. He is Derick's father, you know." I knew right away that Pam had found her way. In a way, I was happy for her. She had that old gleam in her eye. She noticed my passive reaction and became emboldened, saying, "He has agreed to serve as the stud for this family, but he laid down rather stiff conditions." "What are they?" "First, he demands unlimited access to my body and not just during periods when I'm not pregnant. It is, after all, the incubator of his children. Second, he demands the right to share it with his friends as payment for his services. And third, he demands that you wear a condom whenever I'm not pregnant. I already agreed to his terms. I'm sorry, but there's no other way." "I see. Is there anything else." "Yes, you'll have to hurry. He'll be here soon. And Philip, you'll be moving into the baby's room for a while. Derick will be living here until he impregnates me. Mom is also moving in with us to help out. She'll take the guest room." I tore open the condom while Pam smiled and parted her legs. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 63

herveryownvoyeur.txt

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I thought I would be fine living on my own in this little town, miles from the nearest city. It was a small town where everyone knew everyone, and I soon found myself very popular as neighbors and neighbors of neighbors came by to introduce themselves. Every woman wanted to know who I was, and every guy came by to try his luck. One guy didn’t. He was friendly, but not overly friendly, not creepy or sleazy like many of the guys who tried their looks and lines on me. I heard some old classics and one or two good ones, but I really wasn’t looking for anyone new. I’d barely got out of a relationship, which was the main reason I had literally run for the hills. The friendly guy was Greg. He was a quiet man who lived with his twelve year old daughter in the house next door to mine on the edge of town. His wife had left him years ago for a builder from a few towns over. Oh, the glamour of a builder! But I knew that once you get past the biceps there’s just nothing left to keep you interested. My Ex had been builder. We just had nothing to talk about. Greg was a writer, I found out at the local store. People said he had been so damaged by his wife leaving him he never seemed to date, although he did go out of town quite a lot – Something to do with his writing. We got talking over our fence, just passing the time of day. Greg was an interesting guy. He was quick witted, mildly charming and a little awkward around women. He’d been out of circulation for a long time. Six years! How the hell had he coped without sex for six Goddamn years?! I can’t cope with more than a month! Anyhow, I had been in this idyllic town for a little while, maybe a month. The sky was mostly blue, the mountains were high and the lake in the valley glistened with the ever present sun. Even winter was sunny, they told me, just damn cold. My house was further up the hill than Greg’s, boasting a porch which I loved sitting out on and reading a book in the evenings. I was living off my savings, taking some time to get myself back together. My ex and I had been saving for fixer-upper house which we could buy and he could fix up. I’m kind of useless at anything beyond painting wood. But here I had nothing to do, nothing to fix. I could just try to get back to being me. You always lose something of yourself when you are in a relationship, I think. So I was getting back to being me. From my porch I saw Greg’s pretty 13-year-old daughter, Madison many a time. She was a pretty young thing, small, dark, with a loose bob, but always dressed in denim shorts and T-shirt she was starting to outgrow, if you know what I mean. I thought fondly of myself at her age. It was a time when I was still into riding my bike, climbing trees and reading comics. It was also a time when my body was developing, growing, and I was noticing feelings and sensations I never had before. Looking at her at play filled me with those memories. She would look up and catch me looking at her and she would smile warmly and go back to playing, usually with her dachshund puppy. Once or twice she came up and we chatted, like an aunt would to her niece, relishing her innocence, her quirky questions – curious, but innocent. We would talk and laugh until the sun was golden, on its way down, its last light catching the gap between her teeth as she smiled beautifully. Then Greg would call her in for the night and she would say her hurried goodbyes and scurry off down to her own house. I would watch the sun being eclipsed by the mountain across the valley and soon lose all its power – Time to go inside. I would invariably fill a bubble bath and relax by candlelight, a glass of wine and my ever present book still on the go. It was one such night I looked out the window over the darkness of the streetlights below, like strings of fireflies dancing through the lower valley, an ever present glow from the strip that passed for Main Street in town. Sipping my third glass of an oaky Chardonnay I noticed something through the magnifying glass. It was Madison. She too was taking a bath, but hers was by the stark amber of a tungsten bulb. I smiled as I watched her wash – Simple pleasure. Then she stood up, her naked little butt to me, and reached for a towel. I watched her get out of the bath and was somehow mesmerized when she turned and I saw her perky little body, small but perfectly formed. She had a full figure alright, fully rounded pouting little puppy dog tits, a flat tight washboard tummy and a triangle of darkness joining her athletic legs. She was perfect! I smiled, feeling not the slightest guilt at seeing how this lovely girl was developing. She wrapped the towel around herself and left the room, switching off the light for the commercial break, I thought, thinking simultaneously that I’ve watched far too much television. I figured that was my cue too. So I got up out of my long soak, before I started to prune. I wrapped my own towel around myself and walked into my bedroom. I have a low lamp that I noticed the first day had an old candle bulb struggling a pool of dim light into the room. But I liked it. It was a small pool of warmth in a dark wooden room, no carpet on the polished floor boards underfoot. I had left it on before I took my bath and it comforted me as I slowly dried my naked body in its dim glow. After my hair, I had started on my arms. I always look out over the valley if it’s still dusk, or back at myself if it’s dark outside – my naked reflection compartmentalized into several window panes of black and gold. This time I noticed another golden rectangle just down the hill. It was Madison again, this time in her bedroom. She too was naked and bathed in golden lamplight. But she wasn’t drying off. She was sitting in a wickerwork chair and she was looking right at me. I stopped a second, trying not to let on I’d seen her, but surreptitiously steeling a look as I daubed my breasts with the towel. To my surprise, I saw little Madison with her feet up on the chair, her taut little legs open like wings. She reminded me of a little golden frog sitting there like that and I had to hide my smile. But she looked beautiful. As I moved to my legs I raised one to the chair so I could smooth sensually down one leg, showing off – You will be like this one day. It was then I noticed how she was rubbing herself as she looked at me. This wasn’t well practiced, I know exactly what I’m doing and I like it, rubbing. No, this was I like it but I’m not sure why rubbing. Both hands, all fingers – Like she was trying to stuff a foot long sub down her non-existent panties! I hid my amusement as best I could; turning away as I swapped legs. I couldn’t help it, though, as I realized I was the subject of this little voyeur as much as I too was her own inadvertent voyeur, I smoothed up my inner thigh and toyed through my curls. I snuck a glance at my little peeper. Yeah, this was what she wanted. I could see her stuffing that imaginary sub more urgently now into her crotch. Poor little chick had no idea how to really get herself off. I felt sorry for her, while at the same time being amused and touched by her innocence and her burgeoning sexuality. And as I trailed through my womanly curls, unkempt and grown since my break up with Daryl, I felt the strangest feeling. Beautiful little Madison found me the object of her sexual affection, and deep inside me this excited the hell out of me. I couldn’t believe it as that definite stir of excitement happened deep inside me and I felt that dull ache creeping through my loins as they moistened with my excitement. Holy Cow! – I was wet! I continued myself ministrations, sneaking a peek at my little voyeur as she rubbed herself to silliness. She thought I saw her and covered up for a few seconds until she was sure I’d not spied her little sex show. It was then I noticed the light go on in the bathroom next to little Maddy’s room, and in walked her Dad wearing only boxers. I was piqued. I watched, now toying openly with my lady blossom as I spied the guy divesting himself of his boxers and running a fresh bath for himself. He was well proportioned, not bad for early forties, not too thin, not fat. His shoulders were wide. I liked that. And the fact I could see his equipment from where I was, was an encouraging element that gave me an extra thrill. His thigh muscles were clearly defined. He must have done a lot of hill walking round about to get them so well shaped that I could spy them from where I was. I watched him get in the bath. He didn’t waste time but got to washing his taut skin straight away. I loved seeing his broad palms rub soapy over his torso, under his arms, his legs. He washed his hair, slinking down to dunk his head. And then he washed his face. It was so matter of fact, so direct, so masculine. I feeling my juiced up pussy lips seeping and felt a drip upon my inner thigh just above my knee. Greg was hot! And I wanted him! I was, by now, circling my girl, teasing her out to play. I looked back at Madison and she was in the throes of a big cum. Good on ya, girl! You go for it! I flicked to her Dad and saw the best sight – Greg was feeling up his soapy length! This sent me over the edge into mindless lust. I started to strum my beautiful bean, just little ones at first, like a guitar learner doing a new chord. But when I looked back at Maddy she was going for it again. That little nubile was really going for the record. And flicking my eyes from one window to the other I watched father and daughter masturbating, each separate, each secret – but I could see, and it was so fucking hot! I had to sit. So I did, perching my feet one each corner on the window sill as I leant back and displayed my wares. I’d never been so publicly brazen. Anyone passing could have seen me, but only little Madison was looking. I played one hand over my swelling mounds, my nipples tingling like sherbet fizzles on the tongue. I felt the arch of my spine, touching that sensitive spot at the base, above my shapely ass. I followed the curve of one cheek as it came around and became my slender leg, over its taut tanned skin to my knee, around it, and then up the inside of my tingling thigh. I could barely cope as I touched myself again. Little shudders coursed through me like mini fits. But the burning below was so hot. My inferno was sizzling my effervescent skin outward from my white-hot bean. My hole gulping for something to fill it. Fingers! Yes, two fingers, straight in! Delving deep! Thrusting as far as I could reach and tormenting that other spot, the flipside of my ballistic bean! Oh, Fuck! One hand with fingers deep – the other now polishing my shiny button to a brilliant glistening ecstasy! I started to rock on that rickety wooden chair, biting my lip, but for what reason I don’t know. I looked up to see little Maddy as furious as me, not knowing what the hell she was doing but doing it all the same! Her little legs splayed like the pages of her open book, she rubbed like panic upon her searing sex. Her head flew back as I watched. Next door, her Dad was clearly reaching his own squirt fest, his head titled back on the warm porcelain bathtub rim. His daughter was rocking! I wondered if she was letting out audible moans and whines, but I was too preoccupied to find out. With my own furious finale I strummed a flamenco on my crying clit and buried my fingers deep inside me as I felt the rush of cum surge through me – burning my skin with sweet sensations as I gasped and screamed my orgasm. I was still buzzing with fizzling flesh and red hot lava oozing from my hot wet fissure as I looked at Greg and saw his painfully exquisite cum face as a jet of pearl wisdom arced through the air and presumably landed on his chest. This just set me off on another furious encore, my fingers a blur upon my sopping sex. Maddy was with me, bucking and gasping as she too came to a rapturous elation, her cute little ass lifting off the chair and trying to insinuate her fingers inside. But little Madison hadn’t thought that far ahead and just bucked like a bronco, and then I saw the best thing ever. As little Maddy and I blissfully reached that euphoric transcendent state, both of us thrusting our nether regions at the warm night glass of our bedroom windows I saw the unmistakable sight of liquid cum spray upon the window, and Madison was the little faucet doing the spraying. It was one long and unbelievably sexy squirt of girl cum splashing and running down her smeared window. I couldn’t contain myself and I shuddered liquid joy inside my womanly womb and gasped a last gasp of air before I collapsed on the chair like a rag doll. It was several seconds before I noticed movement in the house below. Greg had leapt from his bath and run out of the room. He burst into Madison’s room with concern of his face and wearing nothing else but soap suds and a boner. Madison too was slumped, but her Dad’s entry had made her eyes shoot over her should and I guessed straight to her Dad’s boner. She must have screamed out in ecstasy, and dutiful Dad ran to his daughter’s aid, only to find her recovering from the best cum of her short little life. They said a few things to each other, but I was struck by how neither seemed to cover up for a few seconds, as though each had secretly wanted to see the other and have the other see them too. Then they both looked in unison straight at me. I too waited the appropriate time before I closed my legs demurely and covered my breasts coyly. But they were both transfixed, and so was I. The End(Visit my website: http://jennifereliseashbo.wix.com/erotica)*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 84

bobbiesue.txt

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Walking down the road and going nowhere, just getting away from the house. Even though her parents weren't home she especially needed to get away from her twin brother. Bobbie Sue was the typical thirteen-year-old and needed to be alone at times.Why did her twin brother always want to touch her and try to see her when she was taking a bath. Now that she had become a teenager almost a month ago, she could not understand why things had changed between them. Until they turned thirteen they had always played house and would even swim naked in the family swimming pool when their parents were at work. She had always enjoyed having her brother "tickling" her, and she enjoyed "jerking" on Robbie Lee's little stiff "stick", that is, until now. Not that she didn't want his sexual attention occasionally, but not constantly, as he seemed to desire and need.Bobbie Sue had always enjoyed her twin's attention when he tickled her "kitty" and had so since they were around eight. That was when they seemed to find out that each other were different, especially between their legs. For the past year as they would frolic in the pool, or even on the bed, Bobbie Sue had noticed a difference in how her body was reacting to being touched by her brother.When she first started to notice her breast were puffing out, Bobbie Sue and her twin were playing in the swimming pool and when she reached out and jerked on Robbie Lee's stick, she thought it seemed harder and longer than before. In the past she had always felt her twin brother's stick grow in her hand and it seemed when they were nearing their twelfth birthday his stick seemed to always be hard. Nowadays Robbie Lee always wanted her to move her hand up and down on his erect stick.For Bobbie Sue, the memory of her brother her bathing together, even sleeping in the same bed until they were around eleven, made her feel warm and nice inside. Even now that they were thirteen, Bobbie Sue would still climb in bed at night with her twin brother. But some nights she wanted to be alone. On the other hand, there were nights when Bobbie Sue wanted to be nude in bed with her twin brother and feel him rubbing his stick against her kitty while playing with her tender breasts. Neither of their parents considered their being in the bath tub together, swimming in the pool nude, or sleeping in the same bed, as a problem.This allowed the intimate feelings between the two siblings to continue unhindered. When Robbie Lee took her swelling nips in his hands and played with her swollen pink nips, Bobbie Sue received strange feelings between her legs, she knew about the change her body was going through, but only had limited knowledge of sex and how her body was leading to adulthood.Today was so different from all the previous times she and Robbie Lee played at being a "married couple" and sought out each other's erogenous zones, although neither knew what the zones were. While reading a book that her mother had given her, about the changes going on with her body, Bobbie Sue had discovered the word, erogenous, and then knew why she enjoyed having her nips and kitty played with by her twin brother.Nearly a year previously from today, they had been in the house and Bobbie Sue was in her room, and she had removed her clothes prior to going swimming. After she was undressed, Bobbie Sue had lain on her bed and was slowly caressing her nips with her left hand, while the fingers on her right hand was playing with the soft hairs that had commenced growing at the top and sides where her kitty slit meet her lower stomach. This was something that Bobbie Sue had never done previously, and she understood that she was masturbating for her very first time.The feeling of her fingers stroking the tiny button at the top of her kitty, which always felt great when her twin touched it, caused her to start rubbing her kitty faster and harder. Just when the feeling seemed to make her feel like she would explode, her privacy was interrupted by the voice of her twin brother."You jacking-off?"Hearing the question from her brother, Bobbie Sue looked at her brother standing about a foot from her bed, and she shouted, "Why are you spying on me, get out of my room>"Instead of leaving her room, and her embarrassment in being caught masturbating for the first time, and Bobbie Sue knew something wonderful was about to happen, Robbie Lee lay down on the bed next to her. Moving his arms around his cute twin sister, Robbie Lee apologized for walking in her room, but he explained, "Sis, it is okay, as I rub my thing like I enjoy feeling you do, so don't be mad, please?"Within moments the twins were touching and rubbing each other's bodies, and Bobbie Sue felt her brother move until he was lying on top of her. During the past several years they had both enjoyed the feeling of lying on top of each other. Bobbie Sue had on several occasions felt her body receive warm and intensive sensations from the manual stimulation of their sexual parts against the others sex.Bobbie Sue knew that her body was still excited from her own stimulation and when she felt her twin's stick pressing against her kitty. Bobbie Sue pulled her legs back and held them by her ankles, to allow her twin brother to rub closer on her kitty. This was the first time she had ever done such a thing, and soon found that her body was becoming heated and extremely excited.Suddenly, Bobbie Sue felt her twin's stick pressing in the entrance of her kitty, and as Robbie Lee rubbed forward like, it parted the lips of her kitty and hit something inside her opening. The pain was fleeting, as Bobbie Sue pulled back from her brother's stick, and as she let go of her ankles, pushed his body from her own.Neither of them knew exactly what had occurred, although Robbie Lee had been trying to figure out a way to eventually shove his stick in his sister. After looking at some adult magazines his friend Eddie had loaned him, he had seen how a male put his thing inside that of a female. The pictures even showed that a male thing would squirt white stuff from the end of it, and his mind had fathomed how to complete this act with his twin sister.Just as he had thought he would accomplish his goal, his sister had jerked her body back and cried out he hurt her. Neither of the two understood exactly about a girl's virginity, although both had spoken about a girl being a virgin until she had sex.As she walked down the road, Bobbie Sue thought of what had happened a year ago when her brother had "accidentally" lodged his stick in her kitty, and how it had hurt. When they had sat up and looked at her kitty, it had a tiny spot of blood at the entrance, and another small spot of blood on Robbie Lee's stick. After deciding that nothing was really wrong, they lay back down and played with each other's sexual parts. From that time until the present, they had soon found that both could climax.One day, nearly two months after the slight penetration of her sex by her brother, Bobbie Sue was moving her hand up and down on Robbie Lee's stick. They were laying head-to-feet of each other, and as they played with each other's sex. Bobbie Sue had laid her face on her twin's leg, and as she "jacked" her twin's stick, it suddenly jerked in hr hand and a quick squirt of white stuff shot from the end and landed on her face. Then another, and another, and another squirt of stuff shot from Robbie Lee's stick and it not only landed on her face, in her hair, but she had opened her mouth to comment about the first shot of stuff, when the second landed inside her mouth. Before she could do anything her natural reflexes took over and she swallowed the majority of Robbie Lee's first ejaculation of semen.While this was happening, the touching of Bobbie Sue's kitty by her brother created a strange and unique feeling to pass into her lower stomach, and settled inside and it seemed, on the edge of her kitty, especially on the tiny round nubbin at the top of her slit. After resting for a few minutes, they both explained of how they felt, and determined that they had brought each other off, like adults.For the next twelve months, they would stroke each other, but Bobbie Sue would never allow her brother to put his stick in her kitty. Bobbie Sue had been informed by her mother just a month previous that she would likely be starting her monthly cycles, and that she must be careful and not allow some boy to get her pregnant. For over an hour, Bobbie Sue had listened as her mother explained how a girl became pregnant, and she knew that Robbie Lee had almost shoved his stick in her a year previously.The twins still slept together, and when her mother spoke to both of them that she thought they should start sleeping in their own beds, they laughed at their mom and told her they were not doing anything so stop worrying. What the twins didn't understand was that their mom had found the semen stains on the sheets, and they seemed to become larger spots each month that passed. Their was evidence on the sheets that would indicate that Bobbie Sue was letting fluids leak from her sex, as the spots where she lay showed an imprint like a narrow slot, which was exactly like the area between her rounded hips.Mom decided to watch the twins as much as possible, but she knew that there was nothing she could do when she and her husband were at work.This morning as Bobbie Sue was peeing, her twin brother walked into the bathroom, and seeing his sister, stood in front of her, then reached out and slowly rubbed the tiny hillocks of her pink breast buds. After Bobbie Sue was done peeing, he aimed his stick at the toilet and added his urine with that of his sister, and smiled as Bobbie Sue reached out and guided his flow into the toilet.Robbie Lee turned on the shower and they two of them climbed into the tub and took turns washing the other. Bobbie Sue felt like she would explode as her brother moved his fingers across the slit between her legs. After they rinsed off, they left the tub, and Robbie Lee very gently dried his sister's body. After drying himself, the two walked into Bobbie Sue's room, and soon they were playing with each other's sex.Over the past few months, they each had grown a small amount of hair around their sex, and Bobbie Sue found that hers seemed to just be at the top of her opening and a little on each side. The hair was so thin, that Robbie Lee had counted it once, and found she had 86 hairs. The thing they both found odd, was that the hair on Robbie Lee was a little thicker, but was only at the top of where his stick joined his body.While they were enjoying their sexual play, Bobbie Lee moved on top of his sister, and once more was rubbing his stick against Bobbie Sue's kitty. This was the ultimate feeling for Bobbie Sue, and she loved feeling her brother's stick rubbing her tiny nubbin at the top of her slit, until she would explode. Although she did not get the feeling every time, but most likely once every four of five times they rubbed off against each other."Bobbie Sue, can I put it in you, just once, please, just in the edge at least?""Oh, Robbie Lee, I'm afraid, and I still remember how it hurt that time last year, but maybe tomorrow I will let you, but now today." They rubbed against each other until a small of amount of stuff shot out of Robbie Lee's stick.Now as she walked down the path through the woods of the small farm her family lived on, Bobbie Sue remembered the birthday party her parents had given them a month ago when they became teenagers. They had played spin-the-bottle with their friends that were at the party, and when Bobbie Sue had went with Eddie into the closet to be kissed, she was surprised when Eddie had felt her kitty on the outside of her skirt. She didn't stop him, and he took this as sign that he was permitted to become more intimate.A few minutes later, they were again in the closet, and Eddie moved his hand down and slipped it under her skit, and his fingers were soon inside the leg band of her panties. For a brief moment, Bobbie Sue let her brother's friend touch her kitty, then she eased his hand from her panties, and kissed his cheek.Bobbie Sue was soon at the small creek that ran through the back side of the wooded area on the farm, and as she stood looking at the creek, decided to swim. She and Robbie Lee had swum in the small pond of the creek on different occasions, but now that they had a covered and screened in pool, they did not come to the creek as often. Undressing, Bobbie Sue was soon enjoying the coolness of the pool, and she thought of her telling her twin brother that he could put his thing inside her own sex.Bobbie Sue knew that would be having sex, and she decided to let her brother do it once, so he would stop asking her all the time. "I just hope it doesn't hurt like it did when he just put it in a little ways that time when I had my legs pulled back." Thinking that her brother had always made her feel good, she knew that he would try not to hurt her. Bobbie Sue also thought that she wanted to have Eddie touch her some more, and she had allowed him to kiss her nubs once in the closet, while she jerked his stick. Evidently this had been the first time that Eddie had ever had his stick jerked on, and when he shot white stuff from his stick, he sobbed out, "Oh, Bobbie Sue, I love you, and I've never done that before."While enjoying the cool water, Bobbie Sue had not seen the four motorcycles parked about a hundred yards down the stream, and the four large men who were riding them. One of the men had swan a little ways up stream and had seen the pretty young girl undress and slide into the water. Going back to where his three friends were, he informed then of the pretty little girl, and that she had just a little hair on her pussy, and her tits were just starting to pop out on her chest."I'll bet you a case of beer that she is still cherry, and as I found her, I get first crack at her virgin hole," as Rick, the man who found Bobbie Sue swimming, told the others.The four of them swam upstream, and kept along the shore line, until they could just see the girl floating on her back in the cool creek water. Slowly and quietly the four of them climbed out of the steam and eased up through the woods until they were straight across from where the girl they were after was swimming. Rick whispered to the other three, "Jim, you and Chuck move about twenty feet up stream from her, while Dude and I enter the water her and swim to her, that way she can't get away."Using a hand signal, the four men dived into the water, and the noise scared Bobbie Sue immediately. Before she could even start to escape, the four men had her within their arms and when she started to scream, Dude clamped his hand over her mouth and told her to shut up, or he would slap her silly. Four sets of hands were soon fondling the just turned thirteen-year-old girl's body, and she tried to get away. The men were large and strong, and when Rick moved his face to hers, he told her, we are going to take you out on the creek bank, and if you cry out, you we will drown you, understand?""Yes, but please just let me go, I'm only thirteen, and I won't hurt you, please I won't tell anyone about this, just let me go?""Shut up," Rick said, and then the five of them were swimming to the creek bank.Once they had reached the bank of the creek, had climbed out and led Bobbie Sue to where they had parked their bikes, and set up a picnic area, before undressing to swim, Rick moved Bobbie Sue down onto a blanket. "What's your name girl?""Bob-Bobbie Sue, please let me go, I just turned thirteen, please... no please... don't!!" Bobbie Sue cried out as she felt Rick push his finger inside her kitty. The resistance of her sex to the invading finger, created a pain that Bobbie Sue understood would only be the prelude to what was assuredly going to happen to her, and most likely by the four men.Rick took her hand and placed it on his stick, and she knew it must be extra large, even with no experience with the size and shape of other men, and other than the pictures she had viewed with Robbie Lee in the his magazines. Bobbie Sue could not close her hand around the large male organ, and knew real fear, as it was several times larger than the nearly four inch long member of her twin brother's stick. Bobbie Sue could easily close her hand around the only one she had ever viewed or touched, that of her twin brother.Rick knew that the entrance to the young girl's pussy was blocked by her cherry, and leaning down over her face asked her, "You still a cherry, girl?""What, you mean - no - - - I've never had sex, I haven't even started my monthlies, no take your finger away, please it hurts?"Feeling the obstruction in the near entrance of the young cunt, Rick did not want to bust her cherry with his finger, he wanted to pop her pussy open for her first time with his hard cock. Easing his finger from the front entrance of her pussy, Rick moved his finger up and hunted, then found the small pearl of a button that represented her clit. Moving his finger in a gentle way on her clit, Rick continued squeezing her tiny breast buds, and then was kissing her small lips. When he pressed his tongue into her mouth, he was surprised to find she knew what to do, as her tongue met his.Immediately when Bobbie Sue felt the man's tongue entering between her teeth, her mind went to she and her twin brother kissing with their tongues, and lips. Pulling her tongue away from the intruders, the man who was kissing her and molesting her body, smiled as he knew she had been used to Frenching someone. After a few minutes of foreplay over her tiny clit, with his large finger, Rick, felt a small response as the young girl responded to the stimulation.Moving away from the girl and allowing her to slip down onto the blanket, Rick watched as he saw her curl up into a ball, as if to protect the one part of her body she knew was to be taken. He listened as did the other three men, as she pleaded with them, "Please, let me go home, I won't tell anyone about this, just let me leave."Reaching out and taking the girl by her thin shoulders, Rick rolled her onto her back, and used his large legs to wedge hers open and allow the other men to see her lightly haired sex. The appearance of the tiny slit, with a few hairs adorning the top and a few more growing on her fatty little mons, made Rick's erection become even stiffer. Leaning over just slightly, Rick looked at the puffed out nipples and saw they nothing like real breast, but simply pink areolas that were shaped like spongy marshmallows, with a tiny button of a nipple on the raised mass."Ever have those puff little things sucked on, little girl," Rick asked?Before she could stop herself, Bobbie Sue responded, "Yeah, I-I no... not... no."The response was not lost on the four men, and Rick smiled down at the girl and then begin to kiss and suck the succulent breast that were in the first stage of development. Fear of the final results of her being captured was becoming more real for the thirteen-year-old, and now she listened as the man called Chuck asked her, "Who have you let chew those little puppies you got growing there Sweetpea?""Rob - no one, please let me go, please, won't you?" Bobbie Sue knew that she had started to say her brother's name, and expected the men to ask her more questions. There was no way she could say her brother, and she didn't know what she could say to explain the start of her brother's name.Rick moved away the nipple he was sucking, and asked, "Who is Rob, your boyfriend?""No one really, I don't have a boyfriend, I'm to young," she responded."Yeah, well girl, it is time you got the feel of this hard bone up your little box, and feel what it is like to have your cherry busted by a biker's hard cock." Moving up over the small body of the lightly sobbing girl, Rick used his massive thighs to spread her thin legs wide apart, and enough so that he could lie between them. His thick nine inch cock, with a thickness nearly three inches across, pressed against the vaginal lips of the young girl.The thick cock did not part the lips of Bobbie Sue's vulva, but pressed them flat and found no entrance. Reaching down, Rick used his hand to rub the thick crown of his cock's head against the hairless labia of the girl, and finally felt them open enough to force them outward in an opening manner. The girl was dry, and Rick took spit from his mouth and rubbed it on the head of his cock.Moving back from the girl, Rick begin to lick and suck on the girl's childish pussy, and finally he could feel her begin to open slightly. With as much spit as he could bring into his mouth, Rick soon had the young girl's pussy as wet as he figured it could be done.Again Rick was lodging his thick cock at the entrance of the narrow slit of Bobbie Sue. After several attempts, Rick succeed in forcing the pussy lips apart enough that he had more than half of the thick cock head inside the entrance portal of Bobbie Sue's sex.For Bobbie Sue the feeling of her sex being spread open by the man's stick was being to hurt her and she moaned out for the man to stop. Then her body was jolted into real pain as she felt the man shove deep inside her tiny slit. "Awgh, nooo, oh nooo, it hurts, stop, no more, no, take it out," Bobbie Sue was crying out, as her thin legs were kicking out in an obscene manner, as it would help relieve the hurt from the initial penetration of her sexual core.Drawing back slightly, and them moving forward into the tight sheath and folds of the small opening between Bobbie Sue's sex, Rick again moved till he felt the head slip past the inner lips of the thirteen-year-old girl. As he gained enough entrance of the virgin pussy, he felt his cock head strike the hymen of the girl. The sounds of her scream when he simply pressed her cherry, was beautiful to his ears."STOP! IT HURTS! NO MORE! OH PLEASE, NOT ANY MORE IT HURTS! AIYEE!! IT HURTS! PLEASE STOP!!" Bobbie Sue cried out as she felt the blunt end of the man's stick pressing with extreme pressure against what she knew was her virginity. Then she felt the man pull back, and knew that he was going to shove his big thing up into her when he shoved forward the next time.CRACK!The sound was extremely loud, and Bobbie Sue felt her rapist fall forward onto her body, and blood was soon poring from his head and onto her body. Another CRACK, and then another, and she saw the three men stand up and begin to beg that they not be shot.Moving from under the large man's dead body was not easy, but Bobbie Sue was soon on her feet and looking in the direction she had heard the gunfire reverberate from, she saw her twin brother standing with his 44 mag carbine pointed at the men. The men were begging him to let them leave, but Robbie Lee spoke with a voice of authority that Bobbie Sue had never heard from her twin, "If you try to move, I will shoot you as I did you friend, so hit the dirt and lay at least six feet from each other, now get down, and another volley was fired from the rifle.While Robbie Lee kept his rifle pointed on the men, Bobbie Sue, went to where her clothing was laying, and after dressing, checked through the items in the saddle bags on the motorcycles, and found some rope. She tied them the best she could and after they were done, Robbie Lee had her guard the men with the rifle while he checked and tightened the ropes binding the men."Bobbie Sue, run home and call the sheriff, and mom and dad, and hurry, as I don't want to find it necessary to shoot another one of these men, but if they try to get away or even speak, I will shoot them."Running with all the speed she could develop from her legs, and still being nervous from the near rape of her body, Bobbie Sue was soon on the phone and speaking with someone in the sheriff's office. After giving the officer her address, and what had happened, she got off the phone with the sheriff and called her mom. After ensuring her mother that she was okay, and that she would call her dad, she listened as her mother cried and told her she loved her.Bobbie Sue waited for the sheriff, and within fifteen minutes at most, three sheriffs' cruisers pulled into the driveway, and the deputies were rushing to help her. As she explained what happened and that her brother had shot one of the men who was raping her, and holding the others at gun point, more officers arrived, as did both of her parents.Leading the sheriff and his deputies, and her parents to where Robbie Lee was holding the men at gun point, they found the men pleading with him to let them go, and no one would ever know what had happened."Shut, you guys were all going to rape my twin sister, and were laughing as she cried out when you friend was on top of her."As Robbie Lee spoke, two of the deputies had arrived where he was standing guard over the men, and heard them comment about letting them leave. One officer walked over to where Robbie Lee was standing and told him that he had done well, but they would take over now. Within moments, the men were all handcuffed, and the ropes were still fastened to their arms.Bobbie Sue and her mother went with one of the female deputies to the local hospital, where Bobbie Sue was examined and a rape test kit prepared by the medical staff. Evidence was taken, including smears which later showed DNA samples of Rick's semen. Pubic hairs from Rick was also on Bobbie Sue's body, and spit from where he had used his tongue to lick and kiss her face and vaginal area also produced DNA evidence.The female doctor explained that it was necessary to check for evidence of her sex having been entered and for any evidence of her hymen being torn or stretched. After the exam, Dr, Anne Millard, explained to Bobbie Sue and her mother that there had been some stretching of the hymen, but it had not been destroyed or split by the man who assaulted her. Looking at the pretty young girl, who was still developing, Dr. Millard, explained, "Bobbie Sue, you're still a virgin, so you need not be nervous that you were fully penetrated." Then as an after thought, "I want to give you a couple of shots, just to be on the safe side in the event of some infection, and want to see you a week from today, okay, Pretty One."As Bobbie Sue and her mother were leaving Dr. Millard's office, the doctor said, "You can be proud of your brother, and you be nice to him." Despite what she had suffered at the hands of the four men, Bobbie Sue knew exactly what she would do to show her brother her thanks.It was nearly seven o'clock in the evening when the family was all back together, and the twins' father said, "Lets pack a few bags, and we will go out of town for a couple of days, and we can eat dinner on the way, and then we'll find a place to spend the next couple of days." They stopped at a truck stop about an hours drive from home, and then got back in their car and drove to a small resort lodge, and the kids were given one room, while the parents had a room of their own.After unpacking, the four of them went to a small restaurant next to the lodge, and while the twins ate ice cream, and mom coffee, dad indulged in two bottles of cold beer. They went back to the lodge, and it was nearly midnight, as they went to their rooms.The twins' room had two beds, but as they undressed in front of each other, Bobbie Sue looked at her brother, then walked to him and hugged him. Looking into his eyes, Bobbie Sue told him, "I will always remember your saving me from that man, and what he was going to do to me."They held each other and moved to the bed and got under the covers. For a moment they lay on their sides holding each other tightly in their arms. Bobbie Sue moved her lips up and kissed her brother on his lips and allowed her tongue to seek out her twin brother's tongue. They were soon exploring each other's body, and Bobbie Sue was trying to not think what the man had done with her, then she knew to ease the terrible ordeal from her mind, she must allow her brother to finish what she said he could do the following day.Glancing at the clock on the stand, Bobbie Sue saw it was two minutes past midnight, so the next day was here she reasoned. Reaching down she found her brother's stick, and she played with it until it was firm and felt smooth and warm in her hand. Bobbie Sue moved onto her back, spreading her legs as she did so, and pulled Robbie Lee on top of her body."Robbie Lee, you can put it in me, but go slow, as it will hurt me a little, like that time when he did it about a year ago." Then she felt her brother reach down between them and place his stick at the entrance of her kitty.The fact that he was about to enter his twin sister's kitty, made Robbie Lee feel wonderful, and it kept his mind from what he had done that afternoon to protect the love of his life, his twin sister. Then he felt his stick moving between the small puffy lips of his twin sister, and he moaned out, "Its going in you, and it is so warm, oh, Bobbie Sue, it is so... yes, it is..."Bobbie Sue felt her twin brother moving his stick inside her, and when it pressed against her hymen, she knew fear like she had that afternoon. Then she told herself, this is my brother, and he saved me, I will let him do me. Then she felt her twin brother's stick pressing against and then through her hymen, and she gritted her teeth, but still sobbed out, "Robbie Lee, it hurts, but don's stop - oh gosh, that hurts, augh - Robbie Lee, you did it, your in me, just lay still for a moment."The loss of her virginity was quick and sharp, and then she felt at ease as her twin brother lay over her and being moving his stick in and out of her small kitty. Their relationship that night allowed for one more time to give their bodies to the other.Bobbie Sue had risen from the bed after the initial love session with her twin brother, and she went into the bathroom and cleansed the blood and fluid from the Robbie Lee from between her legs. Taking a towel with her when she returned to the bed, she placed it under her hips, and they were soon in each other's arms once more.For the next two days, they shared each other with all the care and love only twins have to give one to the other. Over the objections of their parents, they asked that they be allowed to always sleep together. Finally the parents understood the feelings between their children, and only asked that they never discuss their relationship with anyone else.Bobbie Sue and her mom became closer after their discussion of she and Robbie Lee sleeping together, and her mom took her to the doctor and had her put on birth control. During their high school years they dated others, but never became involved in a strong relationship. When they left for college, they picked the same university, and shared an apartment, which for appearance sakes, had two bedrooms. Bobbie Sue referred to the one bedroom as, "The Period Room." When Robbie Lee heard her use the term for the first time, he asked her what that meant."It is where I will sleep when I'm having my period," Bobbie Sue said and laughed at her joke.Neither of them dated seriously during college, and once they had obtained their degrees, both attended grad school together, and even took the same subjects. After both had received their PhD. in physics. After their education was complete, they moved to Washington, D.C., and worked for the defense department. After two years they were assigned as a team of two, and worked on a top secret project dealing with the evaporation of solid mass by a laser ray.Neither married, but from their prudent way of saving their money and investments, they retired at the age of forty-eight, and moved to an isolated island in the South Pacific. Bobbie Sue lived to the age of 82 years, 223 days, while Robbie Lee lived to the age of 82 years and 249 days.END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 35

bestfathersday.txt

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Pulling into the drive following my Saturday morning golf, I was again required to pull around my daughter’s boyfriend’s car. Granted, I had finished a bit early, but my untimely return still should have had little to do with his complying of my request to park on the street so my parking area was always available. On more than one occasion he has been confronted with that issue, and on more than one occasion he has failed to comply. I have a very low tolerance threshold for idiots and assholes, of which he is more than qualified. My patience was growing ever thinner. I had concluded that he was as obtuse as a garden slug and was ready for Mason to add him to her rather long list of ex-boyfriends. I wanted my parking space back. Besides, as beautiful as Mason is she surely can find someone that isn’t as thickheaded. With Virginia at the hospital with her father, Mason and I were on our own. Mr. Arnold’s health was requiring more and more of his only daughter’s time. Had his illness occurred earlier, it would have placed a hardship on all of us, but with Mason now being seventeen, Virginia felt free to make the 5 hour drive whenever she was needed. With her mother already deceased and her father’s health continuing to decline, her trips were becoming more frequent. I could tell she had been gone for nearly three weeks, as I was getting more than just a little randy. Entering the kitchen, I tossed my keys on the counter then opened the frig for a bottle of water. I was certainly in need of a shower but decided to use the one just off the entryway from the garage rather than track upstairs. At least this way my sweaty clothes would already be near the laundry room. Before taking my shower I walked to the bottom of the stairs and yelled up to Mason to let her know I had returned."Mason, I’m home! When I finish my shower, we’ll get a bite to eat... maybe at Rustivo’s." I intentionally excluded Todd hopeful he would get the not so subtle implication that he was not invited.I must have caught them off guard for I heard Todd say, "It’s your dad! He’s home early!" That was followed by a lot of rushed movement. I didn’t like what I heard, and my first inclination was to dart up the stairs and burst into Mason’s room. But she is seventeen, and for several years Virginia and I have given her quite a bit of space. Two years earlier Virginia had surmised that it would only be a matter of time before Mason would be sexually active, so she put her on the pill. We had discussed it, but I still wasn’t comfortable. The thought of some teenage boy humping away between the legs of my beautiful daughter created an unpleasant image. But where I am more provincial, Virginia is more practical.Mason was a daddy’s girl. From the time she was born up until now, she was a cuddler. Whether it was running across the living room floor in her shorty jamas or running across the patio deck shivering from too long in the pool, she always headed for my lap. And though she’s seventeen, nothing has changed. When she curls up on my lap now however, she’s a much bigger bundle to hold – tall like Virginia but without the weight. It’s certainly much different holding a young woman in a micro-bikini than it is a six year old, even if she is my daughter. There’s just no comfortable place to put your hands. But that was not a great worry anyway. I had patted and rubbed her legs and bottom so often she was probably as comfortable with my hands on her as she was her own. If I am moved by her charms though, I probably shouldn’t be surprised that Todd couldn’t resist her either. But I didn’t have to like it.Following my not so subtle proclamation that I was home, I went to shower. Disrobing I placed my sweaty clothes with the dirty laundry, set the shower water temp and stepped in. The hot water felt good. Stepping out of the shower it dawned on me that I was in one area of the house and my clean boxers were in the other. Virginia had an old bathrobe hanging on the door. It was much too small and I knew I looked quite comical, but it would do in the pinch. I was only going upstairs anyway. Climbing the few stairs of our split-level home, I proceeded down the hallway toward the bedroom. Passing Mason’s room, the door was slightly ajar so I thought I would peek in. Comical or not, covered or not, I needed to satisfy my curiosity as to whether Todd was still here. He wasn’t so life for me got instantly better.Mason obviously had also decided to take a shower for she was sitting cross-legged on her bed toweling her hair dry. Her robe was tied at the waist but the arm action of drying her hair had opened her robe revealing her entire left thigh and pubic region. Her pubic hair was dark and thick. She was the image of her mother, except her breasts were slightly larger. She may be my daughter, but she is beautiful - simply beautiful.Realizing I had been staring, I turned my eyes away but the image had already been seared in my mind. Looking up she noticed my head sticking through the door. She grinned and after a couple more flips with the towel, tossed in onto the floor. Adjusting her robe she said, "Come in, dad...he’s gone...I know that’s what you’re wondering."Her insight was correct. I did respond but not to her remark about Todd."Well, I look kind of silly in your mother’s old robe, sweetheart. The arms are too short, the length is too short and it doesn’t go around me very well... I’ll slip on my robe and be right back."I intentionally omitted the info that underneath the robe I was as naked as she was. "I don’t care about that dad... I want... I need to talk to you."There was something solemn and urgent in her voice that pleaded for my attention. I’ve never been able to deny Mason anything, and I certainly wasn’t going to begin at a time I felt she was asking for my attention. So, helpless and smitten by my own daughter, I walked in and sat down on her bed keeping one foot on the floor. Looking at her again I marveled at what a beautiful young woman she had become. I couldn’t help but think how breathtaking she would be when she finally hit her thirties – her prime. By then she would be toned, experienced and confident. To ease down in her valley then would be heaven on earth for some man. Though only seventeen, her 5’8" frame was well shaped. Her 34-C bust looked larger because of her small waist. In several years, she would probably fill out to a D cup. Even though I’m her dad, I still can appreciate her wide hips and well rounded behind. When she was younger she would turn that sweet behind to me and with those mischievous brown flirting eyes say, "See my round butt, dad?" I always responded, "You can thank your mother for that, sweetheart." Virginia’s best features were her thighs and butt; at least that’s my opinion. She always complained that her 39" hips were too big. But to me they were just mouth-watering. I could imagine Mason looking similar to her mother in a few years.Though lost in thought for a few moments, Mason’s voice brought me back to real time."Dad, I have kind of a... a personal problem." There was uncertainty in her voice so I remained silent choosing not to interrupt. "I’ve thought about discussing it with mom, but I just can’t bring myself to do it. There are times she’s open, but there are other times when she can be so closed-minded and judgmental. You and I have always had something special, so I’ve decided to talk to you. But please don’t condemn me until you try to understand what I’m saying." I wasn’t sure where this was going so I was careful to remain stoic. I just hoped I wasn’t about to hear that she was pregnant. While that wouldn’t be the end of the world, it would be another reason to dislike Todd. It would mean that he was parking his hot rod in the two places that I treasured the most – my driveway and my daughter. "OK," I said, "what’s troubling you? I promise to keep an open mind and not react until you’re finished. I'll give you that. But... if I do that will you do something for me?"Somewhat cautious she said, "What’s that?""I need for you to listen to any fatherly guidance I might offer. Now Mason, I didn’t say you had to obey, just listen."With that remark I was pretty satisfied that no matter what Mason shared I had myself covered. "OK, I agree," she said.There was a short pause then Mason took a breath. "Dad, as you probably already know, Todd and I have been having sex for awhile. And during the entire time... ah... I’ve...ah..." Mason was really struggling to say whatever it was that was troubling her, but I continued to exercise patience. Then suddenly it was out."...I’ve never had an orgasm... never... ever." I could sense her relief that she had finally said it. She seemed to be braced for the tirade she presumed would follow. I was numb; this certainly wasn’t what I expected to hear. I felt like I was experiencing an earthquake, but I remained quiet and expressionless – still silent."My friends talk about them, but nothing happens for me. I’ve tried rubbing myself, but it still doesn’t happen. It feels like I come close, but I just can’t get there."The more in-depth and open she became with her confession, the more I sensed her fright. Rather than just listen to her words, I began to notice other things. Her hands nervously handled the sash that secured her robe, and she shifted from one hip to the other. I could see the tears pooling in her eyes and her lower lip had a slight quiver. This was my daughter and she was having some doubts about her own sexuality as a woman. This was serious stuff for her, and it better be for me!"You probably don’t realize this, but sometimes you and mom don’t completely close the door to your room and I can hear mom groaning and gasping and sometimes screaming all the way in my room. Nothing like that has ever happened to me...and I’m afraid it won’t, ever."Her voice was quivering now, "Dad, I’m scared something is wrong with me. Maybe I’m not normal."Her last sentence broke my heart. Now not only was she crying, but I was crying too. "Maybe I need to see a doctor."Before I responded I took a moment to gather my thoughts and regain my composure. This fear went to the core of what she believed about herself as a young woman. For her to believe she was in someway sexually incomplete was dreadful. No young woman should have to carry this kind of worry alone – especially my daughter! Oh, how I wish Virginia was here.Taking a breath, I began. "Mason, while I had no definitive proof that you were sexually active, I was aware that you were on the pill. Your mother and I had that discussion long ago and felt it was best. We understand the pressures you are under, but honey, also realize that we were not condoning your becoming sexually active. It is simply that we are realists... and... we were young once too." Mason was listening - so far, so good. But I decided to query a little deeper."Sweetheart, I know this may be uncomfortable for you, but during the times you have sex with Todd, is there any discomfort or pain? Do you hurt?" At this point our conversation seemed sterile, even clinical, so Mason replied, "I did the first two or three time we had sex, dad, but since then it doesn’t hurt at all." Awkwardly then she said, "It feels OK, but when it starts to feel kind of good, it’s over. Todd is finished so I guess I should be too."I had wondered whether there might be some physical problem with Mason, but her answer was more than eye opening."Mason, do you and Todd spend very much time kissing and touching before you have sex? Does he spend much time caressing you? Now don’t answer me just yet, just listen to me and think about what I’m saying.""Does he spend much time kissing your neck and breasts? Moving his lips from one side of your neck to the other? When you're lying on your stomach, does he ever rub your arms and shoulders and back with his fingertips? Ever kiss and slowly nibble the small of your back? Ever gently bite the sides and back of your neck or let his tongue trail from the base of your neck down your spine all the way to your bottom?"Her words came back in rapid fire. "No, no dad, he never does anything like that?""Does he ever start at the back of your knees with his lips and tongue and let his mouth search all the way up your legs ‘till her reaches you know where? Do you ever ease your legs apart and let him lower his face to you so he can just inhale your sweetness?" Mason was now visibly stirred and I could see from her expression and heavy breathing that he hadn’t. I had wanted to paint some very sensual mental images for her to process. I wanted her to realize that a person could be intensely sexually aroused without ever being physically touched. That is so important in sex; and I had succeeded. I couldn’t prove it, but I knew Mason was swelling and getting wet. Or as women would say, "She was getting a wide-on!"Looking inside her robe it was easy to see that my sensual images had an effect on Mason’s nipples. Even at seventeen, they were as large as Virginia’s, and her golden brown aureole was larger than a silver dollar. She had her mother’s nipples. She noticed me looking but left her robe open. The dilemma for the artist in painting mental images is that the artist gets caught up in them too. I was hard and completely unsuccessful in hiding it from Mason. But I continued. "There, see what I mean about taking time to set up for your love making? Even language itself can be very erotic and stimulating. Sweetheart, I don’t think there is anything wrong with you except that your partner is a very shallow, self-centered and inexperienced young boy." Sensing I had gone about as far as I dared and looking for a logical way to escape, I noticed large crocodile tears trickling down Mason's cheeks and dripping onto her legs."This is where I get with Todd and then it’s all over. Please don’t stop. Are you going to leave me like this too, dad?" I should, but I couldn't. At least that's what I told myself.Mason then moved to her knees and came to me. Her robe was open but she made no effort to be modest. Now I was the one that was frightened as I realized what she wanted, she intended to get. What a sight she was! On her knees with her legs parted. Pubic hair dark, thick and moist. Breasts jutting out, firm, her swollen reddish-brown nipples protruding against a golden brown aureole backdrop. They were begging to be sucked.Pleading with me she said, "Daddy, I really need to know." If this had happened in stages, maybe I could have denied my own desires, even fended her off – maybe - but that was not the way she approached me. It was one smooth sultry move. As her lips softly found mine, I closed my eyes and kissed her back, all the while feeling her hand opening Virginia’s old robe. Without the least hesitation her hand touched my stomach then slid down and encircled my dick – softly, up and down and all around she rubbed. Never jerky or unsure, she was gauging me, measuring me, becoming familiar with the cock for which she had plans. Gasping, "Oh, wow! You’ve got a big one! No wonder mom squeals."Her hand continued to softly move over my cock. It was as if she was trying to fuck me with her hand. From my hair to my balls then back to my dick, again and again, she never missed a spot of my crotch. Hers were the actions of a young woman intrigued by the shape and size of a man’s cock. She was learning and loving it.I knew I should pull her hand away, to remind us both how inappropriate our behavior had become then exit her room, but no longer was the head above my shoulders in control. She had me more than hard; I was inflamed and feverish. Feverishly working my dick she said lustily, "This is what I want...and I want it like mother gets it!" Actually it came more as a demand than a request. "Daddy, if there is nothing wrong with me, I want to know it...I need to know it." There was that damn pleading in her voice again. Just when I was about ready to offer some half-baked pitiful excuse and flee the room, she would remind me of her need to know. "Please, please daddy... make love to me... this is what I want... need... like you do mom."Then she came with the cheap shots."I’ve moved and twisted on your lap, on purpose. I knew when you were hard. It felt good to me, too – that’s why I wiggled and opened my legs, so you could rub me. You never did, but I knew you always wanted to. Well, you can now...I’m not a little girl anymore." I should have gone no further but the combination of her tears, broken voice and young willing body opened the road to her moist tender valley. "Will you hate me for this later, sweetheart?""Never dad. How could I ever hate someone that loves me as much as you do? You’ve met every need I’ve ever had, and this is just one more. It’s just that it’s different. Besides, it’s not just that I want this; I need this."No longer resisting, I leaned her back on the bed and opened her robe. Her knees were up but only for a moment as she willingly let them fall apart. She was offering me her most precious treasure and without shame. Looking down to her hips it was easy to see she was slick with desire. She glistened like a meadow on a frosty morning. My desire was to slowly lower my lips and taste her – to not rush at her with youthful exuberance, but savor and suck her like a fine wine. But I intentionally delayed; there would be time for that later; I would get to her pussy shortly. This was not about ravaging a pussy; it was about making love to the whole woman – body, soul and spirit.Now removing Virginia’s old robe completely, I felt divested of any connection with her, except for an occasional thought that invaded my mind. But even those could not prevail. The sight of Mason lying naked before me like a flower in full bloom crowded out all other thoughts. Though I had yet to enter her, she nevertheless had consumed me. The stare of her deep brown eyes enslaved me and I was lost in her. She never realized it, but had she simply said, ‘Fuck me,’ I would have been powerless to refuse. I was glad she had no way of knowing how weak I was at the moment. She, like other women, would eventually learn that men are powerless to resist. I was on automatic.Straddling her right thigh, I leaned down and slowly kissed her lips – again and again and again – long, lingering, smoldering kisses. I listened to her breathing and monitored her body language. Her breathing continued to become short, raspy and labored. Desire now controlling her, she reached for me in an attempt to pull me down to her. The father-daughter relationship was no more; our basic instincts now dominated our behavior. She wanted to be fucked and I needed to fuck her. It is absolutely true: "Desire is a powerful aphrodisiac." And we were both strongly under its influence. I ravished her neck, first one side then the other with open mouth kisses, allowing my tongue to caress her skin with each kiss. I knew it was just a matter of time before her hand sought out my cock, and now she had it in hand. Lifting her head she wanted to gaze upon the rigid shaft while she worked it back and forth. Her grip was strong and firm, indicating her need. Desire was fast becoming a craving and she began to move, twist and align her body further underneath me. Kissing my stomach then my navel, she was working her way down my body toward my hard cock. I knew what she wanted. Still on my hands and knees I leaned forward bringing my dick up so she could sample the love sauce, which was already leaking from the inflamed head. She wasted no time and engulfed it with her lips and mouth. It was as if she was hungry and in a rush – needy and starving. Not yet well practiced in the art of oral sex, her teeth were sharp and she was not too careful. But I understood. At this juncture in her life, this was not about pleasing her lover; it was about pleasing herself. So I gritted my teeth and allowed her youthful enthusiasm to chew. Oh, the things a father will do for his daughter.Mason was moaning and grunting and slurping – totally consumed in the joy of cocksucking. But things couldn’t be allowed to continue for a long period of time, no matter how enjoyable they were for Mason. My cock was beginning to feel like it was in a garbage disposal. Virginia could give head and make it feel like I was fucking a cloud. Someday Mason would have that capability, but not today. Had it been more pleasurable, I probably would have given her a full load. Her mouth was eager, but so is a shark.As disappointed as she was, I couldn’t allow her any more practice time, so I withdrew from her even though she attempted to lock her arms around my waist in protest. Sometimes even the most loving father must put his foot down.Despite the soreness, watching Mason so hungrily nurse my cock had been quite stimulating. Looking down at her now, naked, wanton and ready for anything I could bring, I was ready to become more aggressive. The line of forbidden incest was now eradicated. Lying before me a young woman ripe for the taking. I wanted to get my head down between her legs and eat her. Eventually I would fuck her like she needed to be fucked – hard. That was Todd’s failure. As a youngster he hadn’t yet learned that when a woman gets in high heat she wants a hard, bone-rattling, pussy-slamming fuckin’. Was she a screamer like her mother? I wondered.I slid down between her legs and aggressively opened my mouth over her pussy. She was wet and ready, and I had a hunger that gnawed to be satisfied. I could feel the swollen nub that is the beginning of her clit's hood. Her pubic hair was thick but soft against my lips. Little did she realize how erotic I found her rich full bush. And her scent was intoxicating!My sucking was aggressive, lusty and nasty. I knew she needed to feel the suction of my mouth on her in a forceful way. She responded like I thought she would – in long audible gasps and groans – arching her hips. Mason had tried to devour my cock and I knew she needed that kind of reciprocal sexual response. Her hips were gyrating and humping against my face. There was no let-up in her. She was demanding and in full fuck mode – a young woman being allowed to discover the depth of her sexuality while being guided by an older more experienced man. She trusted me, her father, to take her where she needed to go; I had no intentions of failing her. At seventeen she was already awesome, and I dared not think of her full powers that would develop over the next fifteen years. Heaven help the man that would overestimate his own abilities and try to ride her! Lifting my head from between her legs for a moment, I looked at the banquet of womanhood that was proudly on display before me. Only her mother provided me with such an intoxicating sight. The hood of her clit was swollen and like the curtain of a Broadway stage play was parted to reveal the small pink princess on her throne – proud and commanding respect. The outer lips of her pussy were swollen and flowered outward as an invitation to would-be suitors. And the inner lips were also puffy. They were like Sentinels guarding the door to the Queen’s chamber. A man might enter but he will first have to negotiate his way past the guards. Here, less than 4 inches from my face, was the 9th wonder of the world. I am totally mystified why so few men fail to take the time to appreciate the heavenly sight that flowers between a woman’s legs when she is in high heat. Without question it is the sight that has caused many a grown man to weep. I leaned forward and as lovingly and reverently as I knew how, I kissed the sweet, sweet pussy of my dear Mason.In a soft tone I whispered up to her, "Mason... trust me now... let yourself go... don't hold back... I won’t fail you sweetheart... turn your pussy loose and fuck me." Mason was not the only one that was being controlled by sexual craving. My balls were screaming at my brain: "Hey, we gotta have some relief down here! Let’s make a fuckin’ decision – and quick!" Like an addict, I too was consumed with the craze to fuck, but the boys would have to wait. I would get to them, but the pussy took precedence so I plunged my tongue into her again. Pressing in on her valley, liquid love like molasses oozed from her and escaped my mouth and lips. Quickly I fashioned a ladle with my tongue and furiously scooped her hot froth – refusing to allow even one drop of her liquid musk to be wasted. Moving over her entire pelvis and thighs, my foraging was becoming more frantic and hungry. I couldn’t get enough of her fast enough. With each trip around her entrance to heaven, I flattened my tongue and dragged it across the hood of her clit. Keeping my tongue flat, I feverishly tongued her - up and down, forcefully, again and again on her clit. Like a teakettle on an old stove, Mason was beginning to boil. I knew it would not be long before she collapsed and tumbled over the precipice into a dark abyss of orgasm, where only a woman can go. There was no stopping it now. Mason was gasping, a steady stream of moans and cries escaped from her mouth. Her hips rocked; her shoulders rocked; her back arched and her head moved side to side. Her moans were now emanating from somewhere deep within her. In my delirium, I licked down her and across her ass. She exploded! Like a tsunami, her orgasm was swelling and on the move. Again I dipped my tongue into her love channel and pushed as far as it would go, then moving to the inner walls, I licked feverishly. Her taste was even sweeter than Virginia. Mason’s hands now gripped the sheets so forcefully that her knuckles turned white. Her eyes were closed tightly and her heels dug into the bed in search of more traction and leverage as she powered her hips upward smashing her pelvis hard into my mouth. The pace of her upward thrusts increased as I gobbled my way from her soupy caldron up to her clit, latched on to it with my lips then sucked like a newborn on a nipple. She was there! Arching violently upward with such force that both of us were lifted from the bed. Screaming, "Daddy! Daddy!" she went rigid – hips and back still elevated above the bed. It was her first orgasm and was so severe it registered as a category M-9 on the Richter Scale: "great earthquake, great destruction and loss of life." For the longest time it seemed she didn’t move – she couldn’t verbalize - her repeated gasps and groans were the only audible sounds. When finally she did move, it was to allow her hips to relax and slip back onto the bed. Her body continued to shake and convulse – every few seconds her hips again would involuntarily hump and thrust. Her thighs were still very tense and continued like a vise to squeeze in on my head. She was delirious and in ecstasy - a flat line on the EEG – a quivering orgasmic mass of pussy. I thought she would cool, but she didn’t. Her orgasm went on and her pussy remained clamped like a vise. Her eyes were still glassy and her body still had not relaxed. Her gasps and moans were coming in waves. I couldn’t believe the power of her orgasm. There was no doubt now, she was her mother’s daughter. If anything happened to her I was sure going to have a tough time explaining it to Virginia. Finally able to lift my head a bit, I gulped down several much needed breaths of air. But it was futile to think I was going anywhere. Mason’s fingers were securely entangled in the hair of my head and continued to hold me in place. I was nothing but her servant now. With a fresh breath of air, I again powered my mouth to her lava flow. This time I manipulated her tiny princess with circles and flicking of my tongue. Mason again began to thrash about - moaning and tossing her head. It was incredible how she could keep her twisting thighs splayed wide and yet fuck my face with such abandoned heat. Where could she find such energy? I was near exhaustion just trying to hang on. It was clear that another wave of passion was about to wash over her – to overwhelm her in delirium. As she rode it out I hoped and prayed I didn’t suffocate in the process. And speaking of difficult explanations that would sure be a tough one. I could hear Virginia, "Mason, now explain to me again just exactly how it was that your father’s head came to be between your legs." Again she broke the silence sounding so much like her mother."Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! I can’t stop cumming!" And with that said, she again arched her back and slammed her pussy full force into my face. And it was deja vu – screaming, she went rigid. It was then that I realized that Mason, like her mother, is one of those fortunate women that are multi-orgasmic. If she could stand it, I could bring her wave after wave after wave of pure passion. Looking at my daughter under the influence of her own sexual heat, I knew she was powerless at this point. Looking at me her eyes were open but hollow; there was no indication of any brain wave activity. She was consumed by her own sexual hunger and need. Though sweet and precious to me, here was my own daughter greedy to fuck anything or anybody that crawled up between her legs. But at least for now, she was being satisfied and her question was being answered. The reality of it all was beginning to surface in my head – the one that sits atop my shoulders. It was no longer necessary for me to fuck her. I had more than proven that her doubts and fears were unfounded. She had been to the edge of the universe and peaked over. I lifted my head and let it rest on her stomach as both she and I began to step back from the heat of our sexual passion. Her hair was wet and her body glistened with perspiration. I was worn out too. Even the sheets covering the bed were wet. With my breathing somewhat slowed, I opened my mouth and bit her hairy mound, then kissed the same spot. Gently easing down to her pussy again, I softly kissed her still swollen lips; then her thighs; then back to her pussy again. But these kisses were not sexually aggressive; they were the kisses of afterglow. We were exhausted. These were kisses of appreciation – of thankfulness that I had been allowed to be part of something so wonderful. It was nothing short of watching a girl become a woman. For about 10 minutes nothing was said. Then..."Mason?""Yes, daddy.""Are you alright?"Softly crying now, she scooted down and hugged my neck. "I’ve never been so happy in all my life. I didn’t know it could be like this. At least now I know why mom screams."I chuckled. "Are you satisfied now that there is nothing wrong with you?""Yes, daddy. I’m fine... the problem is Todd.""Well, maybe you need to let Todd find someone else."Now it was her turn to laugh."Oh, I realized Todd didn’t know what he was doing even before my first orgasm." I didn’t say anything else; it wasn’t necessary. Scooting up in the bed I propped the pillow behind my neck. Mason crawled over me, straddled me with a leg on each side and lay down.The last thing I remember before we fell asleep was softly rubbing her shoulders, back and butt. My hard dick was nestled up against her moist maple valley, but neither of us felt any urgent need to do anything about it. When I kissed her cheek she was already asleep."What a Father’s Day!" I thought. Mason didn’t realize it but she gave me the best present ever. I got my driveway back!When Virginia gets back I’m going to fuck her brains out!* * *The following morning at breakfast Mason and I had a long talk. I reassured her of my love and respect, but also informed her that her unusual worry, coming at a critical time in her life, had been the precipitating factor for the events of the past evening. And even though we both would be tempted, there would be no repeat. Though Mason is the younger version, my desire is still for her mother. I would never tell Mason, but she can’t compete with her mother – not in fucking – not yet, anyway. Virginia has a million dollar pussy and the experience to use it. Mason at first protested, but then respected my decision. She was acutely aware of how much I loved her mother. Mason is special in many wonderful ways and some day the perfect young man will come along who will appreciate her uniqueness; and I told her so. Hopefully, she will come to understand that she has some fantastic sex to give some young man, but there should be no more easy cheap samples. I pleaded with her not to give her charms to just anyone – she was too special. To my surprise and now feeling she had nothing to prove, Mason ceased to be sexually active. Two years later while in her second year of college, Mason met and married a wonderful young man that Virginia and I both love. And when they visit he doesn’t park in my spot. But Mason’s last comments on that fateful breakfast morning still haunt me."Dad, I respect your decision... I don’t like it, but I accept it. BUT... YOU STILL OWE ME A FUCK!"END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 36

wifes.txt

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Salman and his wife Zoya, have a very exciting marriage. She's a wonderful lover, friend and a very beautiful woman. Other men are often attracted to her, and one can see them looking and lusting after her whenever they are out in the evening. Salman finds this exciting and encourages her to wear revealing clothing and insists that she go braless as often as possible, especially at home, because nature has blessed her with a pair of the sexiest breasts possible ;perfectly round and succulent capped by chocolate-pink coloured nipples which invariably peep through transparent dresses. Zoya is 28 years old. She has exposed her breasts on nude beaches and Salman is sure she enjoyed all the stares. Once in the evening when it was slightly dark she even pulled off her panties and played around in the sea fully naked. Not only that while walking back they came across a fisherfolk couple. It was dark but they had a lantern. Still Zoya stopped and asked them a few questions just to let them realise that they were talking to a pretty young and naked lady. Whenever she wears a saree it is always with sleeveless blouses and deep plunging necklines in front and at the back. Not only this this whenever she visits Salman's parents she is always properly clothed in Salwar Kameez. No wonder they are all praise for their pretty daughter-in-law. A couple of years ago Salman began to fantasize about having other men see her nude and began to obsess about exposing and displaying her in public. Salman had fantasized about her going to nude beaches and stripping completely, showing off her lovely pussy and ass and even posing for nude photographs. He was however apprehensive whether she would ever agree to any of that. But the fantasies continued anyway, and expanded to include her being touched, fondled and even made love to by other men. A few months ago, he took a big risk and shared one of his more mild fantasies with Zoya. He presented it in the form of a story about another woman who's husband exposed her to other men - strangers, and that this fictional woman became very excited with the exposure and gradually started doing it to please her husband. At first she was a little shocked at his story, but then Salman noticed that she was becoming excited. He expanded on the story and her excitement grew. Her increased excitement drove him to greater fantasies and ever more detailed stories. After telling the stories they had fantastic love making sessions during which she was absolutely wild. Her reaction led Salman to conclude that someday he might be able to see his fantasies come true. Salman started to think about showing her off to his best friend. Dileep and Salman had grown up together, sharing many dates and wild experiences as young men. He had been Salman's best man at their wedding, and he approved wholeheartedly of Salman's marriage to Zoya. In fact, perhaps Dileep too was in love with her, and Salman believed that he was a little disappointed when they were married since he often commented about what a sexy lady she was, and how lucky Salman was to have such a gorgeous creature. The fantasies Salman was having were becoming wildly exciting and he decided to enhance them by teasing Dileep with her charms. One day, a couple of weeks ago, Dileep and Salman were having a beer after work at the local watering hole. When he opened his wallet and pulled out some money, Salman 'accidentally' dropped a picture on the floor next to him. It was a Polaroid of Zoya nude in the shower - a side view showing the profile of her breasts and perky chocolate-pink nipples very clearly. It had been taken a few days earlier without her knowledge. Salman pretended not to notice it fall, so Dileep reached down and picked it up. He stared at it until Salman said, "What's that you've got?" Sheepishly, he handed it back to Salman who feigned embarrassment, saying, "Oh, my God, If Zoya knew you had seen this snap she'd die of shame. Please don't ever say anything about it. She doesn't even know I have it. " "Oh, of course not! I would never say anything about it. But, can I please see it again - just for a minute. He was almost begging. Salman held the picture in his hands for a minute and then said, "Well, as long as you've seen it anyway... " and handed it back to him. "She's incredibly beautiful!" "Yes, isn't she? And, I feel so fortunate to have that gorgeous body to go home to. You know, she's a very sexual woman. She's quite different in bed from the woman you think she is. Know what I mean?" "Exactly how is she different?" Dileep asked. Salman started out by just talking to Dileep about their sexual experiences, and he fell for the bait; hook, line and sinker. Salman told him about how they often played before sex and he asked Salman if Zoya got really wet during foreplay. Salman described it to him in detail, how she would often beg him to touch her a certain way, and how powerful her climaxes were. It was incredibly sexual talking for Salman to talk to his best friend about his wife. In a way, it was just like taking her clothes off and exposing her to him.. The conversation went on for several beers and a couple of hours like this. He never grew tired of hearing about Zoya. Every little detail seemed to excite him even more. Salman could see by the way he was moving around that he had a huge erection... and for that matter so did Salman. It's hard to describe how powerfully sexual it was to describe every intimate detail of his wife's lovely body to another man - especially a man who knew her so well. Salman further told him what her nipples looked like when she got excited, where they made love, what position Zoya liked the best, how she liked to take his cock into her mouth when it was soft and suck gently on it until it got hard, how she screamed when she had a particularly intense orgasm. He ate it up, listening intently and asking questions to elicit more information from Salman. And he loved every minute of it. Then Salman showed him some more pictures of Zoya - some were Polaroids and some were from his 35mm camera where he'd used high speed color film. They showed her nude body from a number of different angles. Some were a little fuzzy but most were very clear and revealed her lovely charms. All were taken wIthout her knowledge. Salman also led Dileep to believe that he had many other, much more graphic photos - even though it wasn't true, at least not at that time. Dileep loved the photos and commented that, "I only wish that sometime I could see the real thing." "Are you serious? I mean, would you really like to see my wife naked?" Dileep nearly fell off the bar stool. The beers were having an effect on both of us, and he exclaimed, "Wow, would I?" "Well, maybe your wish could come true. Maybe some night I'll have you over and we'll see what we can do. " Salman began the plan. Without her knowledge, he was going to expose his wife nude to his best friend, Dileep. The next day, Dileep called and saId, "You know, last night I was a little drunk, and If I said anything that was out of line..." "Of course not, " Salman interrupted, "In fact, I've been thinking about our plan. Maybe we can work out something this Friday night. Are you still game?" "Are you serious? I mean, I thought you... Well, you know, we had a lot of beers and..." "I'm still in this, if you are." Salman wasn't about to let him slip out of my fantasy at this point. He had invested too much energy and thought. "Well, sure!" He exclaimed. "God, who wouldn't want to see that body up close. She's incredible." When Salman left for work on Friday, he told Zoya that he wanted to have a special night with her. "When I get home be bathed and perfumed - and put that little black dress on - you know the one. I'll be here at 7 p. m. sharp. " After work, he picked up some nice wine, and a bouquet of flowers. When he arrived, dinner was ready and Zoya greeted him at the door smelling like an angel and looking like Jezebel. She was tremendously sexy. Through dinner, he kept her wine glass full and complimented her frequently on how sexy she looked. They touched and kissed often, their tongues probing each other's mouth and could feel the sexual tension building. After dinner, they adjourned to the sofa for some heavy petting. He removed her dress and played with her breasts, sucking on her nipples until she was begging to be fucked. She was getting as hot as a firecracker. Finally, he picked her up and carried her into their bedroom. She lay on the bed while he lighted some candles and turned out the lights. Salman lay next to her and whispered, "I'd like to try something different. I'm going to blindfold you." She murmured a soft protest, but then assented with a soft mewing sound, as he tied a black blindfold around her eyes and checked it carefully. "Now, I have another little surprise." From my night stand he took some velcro straps that he had prepared and wrapped them, first around one wrist, after adjusting her bangles and then the other. She began to protest but he ignored her as he quickly attached her wrists to the bedposts, pulling her arms apart as he snugged them tightly onto the post. Zoya started to protest, but Salman put a finger to her lips, saying, "This isn't all, my love. There's more coming. You are now in my power and I'm going to seduce this lovely young princess." She bought into the charade and responded with soft moaning sounds. He then bound Zoya's ankles after sliding the dainty anklets to one side. At first she resisted, but now was becoming turned on at the prospect of a little kinky sex wIth her husband. He had tied her up once before and she had become very aroused then. Looking at his lovely wife as she lay spread-eagled and blindfolded on their bed, totally nude wIth her breasts jutting up except for her black lace thong panties, Salman wondered if he really could go through with it. Once Dileep had seen her like this he would always have that picture in his mind whenever he wanted it. But Salman knew he couldn't miss this chance. He was way too excited to stop. After nuzzling and caressing Zoya a little he put a padded stereo headset on her ears. She objected immediately. But with a little talking about how he wanted all of her senses focused on touch she finally relented. "And," he scolded her, "If you keep on protesting, I'm going to put a gag in your mouth. I'm your Master. You are my captive, my slave, and you must do everything I tell you. Do you understand?" "Yes, Master." Salman almost came. This was too good to be true. Better than he had ever hoped. Tuning in to her favorite music station he set the volume fairly strong. Then, he tested her ability to hear him when he talked. She couldn't hear a thing. Then he turned the lights on bright, and pulling out his cock stroked it a couple of times while gazing at her and thinking about what would be happening in a few minutes. By this time he was literally shaking with excitement. Dileep, who lived only two blocks away at the time, was waiting. Salman placed the call. "Everything is all set. The front door is unlocked. Come in quietly and wait in the living room for me." Less than two minutes later he heard the front door open. (He must have flown down the street.) Salman put his cock back in the trouser, left Zoya and met him in the living room. "Are you ready?" He nodded eagerly, and after cautioning him to be very quiet, Salman led him down the hall. With his heart pounding he opened the door to their bedroom. Salman watched Dileep's eyes as he got his first sight of his erotically dressed and positioned wife. They both just stared at her for a few long moments. He just could not take his eyes off her breasts the nipples of which were quite erect. Salman was still nervous even though he knew well that she couldn't possibly hear anything, but still he whispered, "Watch me, watch how I do this." Moving around to the side of the bed he lightly began to stroke Zoya's hip and then the top of her leg down to her ankles. When he moved to the inside of her leg she began to moan and writhe slightly. Dileep watched intently. Excited by the prospect of talking out loud about Zoya's body in the same room about her to his best frIend, Salman asked in a normal voice, "If you could do anything you wanted to her, what would it be?" Astonished, he looked at Salman and after thinking for a moment said, "Oh, that's easy, I would I would like to make love to her. " Salman told hIm to quit sugar coating his language and say what he meant. Realizing that it was turning me on, Dileep said, "I'd like to fuck her really hard." Drunk with excitement Salman reached over, pushed her short dress aside and openly stroked her cunt through her panties. She responded immediately moved her hips up to his fingers and moaned softly. Here was his pretty wife, getting more and more sexually excited while his best friend watched! It was a dream come true. "But you can do everything except fuck her." Salman said to Dileep. Then Dileep asked if he could touch her. Salman's chest was pounding with excitement as Dileep slowly began stroking her legs as Salman had done. When his hand was a couple of inches away from her panties he looked up at Salman. With a pounding heart Salman nodded for him to go ahead. He watched, his heart in his throat, as Dileep's hand reached Zoya's panties and lightly stroked her well shaped pussy through them. She then responded to his touch! Here was the same pussy that was under that lovely wedding-day saree on their wedding day being stroked by his best friend, with only the thin fabric of her lace panties separating his fingers from her now very wet pussy. Salman touched his arm to get him to stop because he wanted himself to be the one to give Dileep his first glimpse of her pussy. Pushing the crotch of her panties aside Salman exposed first one lip and then her full pussy to Dileep. He could now see the most private intimate part of his wife's body. For some weird reason Salman was almost embarrassed for her because she was so very wet and obviously in a state of extreme arousal - then it became the most exciting thing he had ever experienced. Almost losing control Salman untied her legs and pulled off her panties and let Dileep drink in this picture of her swollen pussy. She must have been very turned on by being tied up the second time in her life because she was extremely wet. After pulling her panties the rest of the way off Salman gave them to Dileep and told him that he could keep them. He jumped at the sound of Salman's voice until he remembered that she couldn't hear anything. After smelling her panties he stuffed them in his pocket. Salman left her legs untied. Now she was slowly opening and closing her legs and trying to get some satisfaction. Salman got the video camera and tripod from the closet and began to videotape her like this. He told Dileep to get his cock out and rub it on her leg. He again said that Dileep should not fuck her, but he could do everything else. Instead of just taking his cock out, he undressed completely, dropping his clothes in a pile on the floor. Dileep's cock was at a full erection sticking straight out from his body. Salman noticed that he was a bit larger than Salman's, but not all that different. Salman told Dileep to put his cock in Zoya's tied hand. This was very risky because she might note the difference. He moved to the head of the bed and slipped his cock into her open and unexpecting hand. She immediately grabbed it. Later Salman wondered why he did not think that Zoya could have noticed the difference. It was larger than Salman's and a quite different shape. When she grabbed, she murmured, "Oh, you're so hard!" For Dileep's part he just groaned "Oh, man-n-n-n..." and started leaking precum. He rubbed it on her fingers and pulled back so he wouldn't cum. Somehow she didn't notice the difference and Salman breathed a sigh of relief. Then became excited as Salman looked at his wife's hand with another man's cum on her fingers. Since only one of them could touch her at a time, Salman motioned for Dileep to go ahead who took teased the nipple of her right breast with his tongue. Zoya squirmed with pleasure and wanted him to suck it but he just kept alternating between one nipple and the other deliberately teasing them till they were fully erect. His right hand stroked her right leg from her knee up until it reached her cunt. This was the moment Salman had been waiting for. He watched and stroked his own cock as his friend's fingers first touched his wife's wet slit. She began bucking and he slipped first one, then two fingers into her. He then took his slick, wet fingers and put them in her mouth. She greedily sucked her own pussy juice off my friend's fIngers until he put them back In her soaking wet pussy. All the while her ears were closed and music was playing. Salman's cock was very hard. Although he did not want Dileep to fuck her he did want him to jerk off on her. And also wanted to catch it on film. Now Zoya was humping Dileep's fingers for all she was worth. From her sounds, Salman knew she was about to cum and cum hard. He was jerking himself off with his other hand. He told Dileep to cum on her face. Her eyes were covered by the blindfold, but her mouth, chin and neck were exposed. At first, Dileep was holding himself about level with her shoulders aimed at her face, but as his masturbation picked up speed he pulled closer and closer to her chin. Suddenly he stopped, thrust his pelvis towards her until his cock head was less than an inch from her chin and pointed up to her mouth. Dileep groaned and then exploded on Zoya's face. She jerked in surprise, and then laughed. Her chin and lips were literally painted with stripes of Dileep's cum. As the last spurts landed on her neck, Dileep gently slapped his now softening cock on her lips. Zoya opened her mouth and hungrily took his cock in, sucking eagerly on it. He pulled back, afraid she would notice the difference, and allowed her to suck only the head of it. Salman was circumcised whereas Dileep was uncut and had a long foreskin. He rolled it back with his hand and thrust just the head of his cock into Zoya's eager mouth. She was masterful at this and soon his cock began to harden again. In a matter of minutes he was back to full staff. Zoya began opening and closing her legs. This, for her, was a request to be fucked and she was moaning softly to enhance the seduction. Salman watched almost in a trance as Dileep repositioned himself between her legs and began stroking his dick, leaning closer and closer to her very wet pussy. Salman should have stopped him at this point but he just sat on the edge of the bed, powerless to even move. Dileep began sliding his cock along the inside of her thigh leaving a thin trail of wetness. Salman's mind continued telling him to stop his friend. He even motioned him to keep his cock away from her Zoya's pussy but Dileep said that he would take care not to fuck her. Salman just watched as the head of his cock came into contact with the lips of her pussy. Now Zoya was straining at her bindings and trying to bring the head of his cock more into contact with her cunt. As Salman watched, Dileep spread her cunt lips wide with his thumbs. Then he began rubbing the head of cock up and down her wide open slit without actually going inside of her. Zoya for her part began humping his cock trying to get it inside.Both Dileep and Zoya moaned. Dileep tried to remain still, but he just didn't have the will power to pull out, and Zoya used that three inches to begin fucking him. Salman watched in horror and excitement as Dileep gave in and began fucking her back. Dileep looked up at Salman and said, "I'm sorry I really am, but her pussy is so wet and so open! I can't stop!" Salman was aghast. Taking Salman's silence as permission, Dileep began fucking her hard and harder. He untied her ankles and folded her legs upto her armpits. He then kept the soles of her bare feet on his shoulders and started fucking her. He was really pounding into her, much harder than the way Salman usually fucked her, and she was loving it. He was driving into her with so much energy that Salman was afraid that the headphones might come off. He would withdraw his cock fully leaving just the head inside Zoya's pussy and then shove it right in upto the hilt till it was difficult to differentiate between their pubic hair. The motion was such that their pubic bones made a clapping noise each time he thrust his cock into her cunt. Zoya's hands were tied and her breasts were bobbing up and down with each thrust. It was a unique sight. The pink lips of her pussy being pried open by his cock and then those lips holding the cock in a vicelike grip till he withdrew and whammed it in again. It was now that Dileep started squeezing her breasts, playing with her nipples and finally sucking them. Salman moved the tripod with the camera into a better position to capture his cock plunging into his wife's pussy. Then Salman also removed his clothes and sat back on the bed and began stroking his cock as he watched this incredible scene. Salman knew this couldn't last very long and suddenly Dileep groaned and, driving hard into her with all of his strength, he came deep inside of her. It was so very exciting to Salman and as he was stroking his cock, he too came at the same time. It was an incredible experience. Salman just couldn't believe it – his friend Dileep was cumming inside the pretty pussy of his, Salman's wife, and that too right in front of his eyes! Suddenly, Salman realized that Dileep didn't have a condom on, and Zoya didn't take birth control pills because they made her sick! She depended on Salman for birth control. Oh, shit! That too should have made him stop Dileep then and there from fucking Zoya. Now what if she becomes pregnant!Meanwhile, Zoya was twisting and squirming, wanting more. Dileep's cock was still inside her and he just lay there. As she squirmed he began to get hard again, and soon he started fucking her again. Dileep also sucked her pretty toes and played with her anklets. This time, they fucked hard for a long time until Zoya began to cum and cum hard! Dileep exclaimed to Salman, "It feels like her pussy is milking my cock!". Salman knew exactly what he was talking about. When Zoya was really turned on she could grab his or any cock with her cunt. It was like a little hand down in there grabbing your dick. He watched his wife have the most intense orgasm he had ever seen her have with his friend's cock shoved up in her. Her climax lasted and lasted and finally he could see that Dileep was coming again. Her pussy was certainly full. He was spent and this time they just lay there together, breathing hard. Finally, he pulled out and backed away from his friend's lovely wife. He gave Salman a big bear hug, and said, "Thank you my very dear friend, for the most wonderful night of my life. " Then he quietly gathered his clothes and left. Salman looked at his lovely wife lying there, and his cock came into action. As he heard the front door open and close, he mounted her and slipped his cock into her very full pussy. They fucked very slowly for a long time until they both built into an incredible climax. Afterwards, Salman washed and dried her and then, after putting the camera and tripod away and with all the lights turned off again, he removed her blindfold, earphones and untied her arms. She wrapped her arms around him and cried softly into her husband's neck. "That was a very wonderful night of fucking. I'll remember that forever!" Then she turned over and promptly went into a very deep sleep. Salman lay awake for a long time thinking about what had happened and whether or not he should ever tell her what happened. However, he agonized over it for a week, and had just about decided that the only honorable thing he could do would be to tell her. He was sure that she would be angry, but since she was broadminded he hoped that she would understand.. Who knows? He just had to find the right time. Since that night, Salman must have watched that video twenty times. Dileep has asked to see it too, and plans are being made by both of them to get together some evening soon to relive that wonderful night. Last night, Salman and Zoya were petting and about to make love, when she pushed him over on his back and slid down between his legs. She took his cock in her mouth and began to give him a wonderful blowjob. Usually, when he used to come, she used to pull his cock out and finish his climax with her hand. This time, however, she swallowed every drop. Afterwards, when they were lying there with her face cuddled under his chin, she remarked, "You taste very different from Dileep, did you know that?" Salman's heart pounded; he was speechless! After a few minutes, he asked, "What gave us away?" Zoya smiled. "The first hint was that his cock is shaped different... It's a little bigger, too, but it was the shape that confused me. When it was in my hand, I just thought you had an a different erection, but when I was able to get it into my mouth I knew something was wrong. The head is larger, and he tasted very different. My first reaction was total panic, but then I realized that this was something that you had planned carefully, and must have wanted very badly so, after getting my fears under control, I finally decided to go along. "In any case there was nothing much I could have done. I was naked and tied, with my pussy jutting out. It was good that I was not fucked right away. When I took the cock in my mouth I knew that it was not you and it gave me time to prepare myself for sex with somebody else. I had no idea who the other man was, but he was being gentle and... well, it felt good. When he was getting into the position between my legs to fuck me, it just didn't feel the same... You know, you and I, we just fit together so well. Another man? Well he's different. You have a certain way of getting on and getting off. He was a little clumsy. "But the real giveaway was when he started fucking me. The radio was a good idea, and I couldn't hear anything, but at one point, the station took a pause between songs, and during that quiet period, I heard him say something about being sorry, that he just couldn't stop. I immediately recognized Dileep's voice. At first I was embarrassed that it was him - somebody I knew, but then I thought about it and was flattered and delighted that he would want me. Then he started fucking me very hard, and by then it felt so good, I didn't want it to stop. Also, I was very excited about the thought of you watching us." "It was a wonderful night. Thank you. There is one small problem though. He wasn't wearing a condom and... well, I think I might be pregnant.... "Zoya sounded serious. 'Are you serious?' Salman was appalled. This was something that he was most apprehensive about. She laughed. 'No. I was just pulling your leg. But don't you thInk it is risky if you invite any of your friends to fuck me when I am thinking that it is you whose cock is inside me. This time I did not get pregnant but next time suppose I do. What will I tell the world? That I am carrying Dileep's baby? All this should be done only during my safe days or when I am taking pills. By the way why did you not ask Dileep to wear a condom?''I... well, It just did not cross my mind.''Be careful next time. It Is so typical of you to be careless. All men are. Imagine, letting your wife be fucked without ensuring that the man is wearing a condom. You must be the only one to be so careless. 'she said in mock anger. 'Not only pregnancy there are a number of other diseases that have to be taken care of. We know Dileep so that is not a problem but, darling, please be careful next time. By the way, don't let Dileep know that I know that it was he who fucked me. What do you say?""Why?""No particular reason. It Is just that I'll feel shy and odd. ""Shy! After he has fucked you!""Come on now. He still thinks that I was letting my hubby fuck me. You are very sweet. Unlike chauvinists who get all uptight if somebody sees their wife's tits although they are dying to screw other's wives. You are really a darling. Broad minded in the true sense of the term. But give me some time. I'll let you know when to tell him. And I still don't know how Sunita, his wife will react when she comes to know that Dileep has fucked me. And what about you, you naughty stud. Whose wife have you been fucking lately?"'Nobody,'Okay. Tell me whenever you feel like'' And she planted a kiss on Salman's lips gradually working her way down to his fly, unzipping it, taking his flacid penis out, taking it in her warm mouth and started sucking it till it was rock hard.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 57

jill.txt

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Okay, I'm a cock whore.No, really its okay. I've learned to come to grips with what I used to think was just kind of a weird fixation and what I now realize is something more fundamental to my sexuality. I guess I first began thinking about it when I was a teenager and I first started noticing boys. I was always kind of flirty and boy crazy and the boys in my school and my neighborhood were only too willing to return the attention. I saw my first male penis when I was about 14 or 15 and one of the boys at school was walking me home. We diverted our path into a wooded area and had one of those "you show me yours, I'll show you mine" moments that for him was kind of fun, but in my mind it was more transcendent (although I hardly realized it at the time).As I grew older and began dating more frequently, I fantasized about boys at school. Some of the fantasies were those childish girlhood dreams of romance and passion, but unlike my friends, I was also curious about boys' bodies as well. Most of my thoughts were about older guys, 18 or 19 and most of them were either jocks at school or the otherwise rebellious types. Still, when I fantasized about a cute guy, I always found myself imagining the details of what he would look like without clothes. Was he muscular? Was he tanned or freckled? Did he have a nice, firm ass. And always, what did his penis look like?As always, with my girlfriends, there was speculation about which of the boys we knew was particularly "gifted". We'd laugh and giggle about it but I suppose that by the time I entered high school, my friends had noticed my bringing the subject of dicks up in conversation a little too much. They used to joke about my being a "size queen".A little about myself. My name is Jill and I'm about 5'6 with shoulder length "dirty" blond hair. I don't have a particularly spectacular figure. My breasts are about medium size. Guys have always been drawn to my long legs and tight, round "bubble butt". I've always been blessed with a nice flat tummy, too and I've never been shy about showing off with bare midriffs, flirty little dresses or going braless.At 16, I gave my first blowjob and I have to say that I've never considered giving head a chore or something particularly unsatisfying or degrading. The guy was 18 and was really grateful that I was willing to suck his cock. I remember being fascinated by his erection and enjoying the prospect of stroking it with my hand and being close to it. I'd heard older girls complain about the taste of semen but it never was an issue with me. It sounds strange but I felt a certain sense of accomplishment when I was able to make my dates come (even though I later discovered it isn't very hard with most guys) and when that first blow job ejaculated into my mouth I remember thinking "so this is what it tastes like?" Even though I was pretty inexperienced, the guy seemed to be highly impressed. He hounded me for another date after that and I went out with him 4 or 5 times, each date ending with a blowjob in the back seat of his Chrysler before I eventually dumped him.It was a scene I repeated on lots of Friday and Saturday nights during my teen years. Even though no one ever said anything to my face, my reputation as a "good date" insured my popularity with the boys at school and I began to view giving head as a good way to be sexually intimate with boys I like without running the risk of pregnancy. It never dawned on me that I might be getting shortchanged. Since most of my dates were older and had cars, my encounters with them usually involved a movie and a bite to eat afterward. Magically, they would announce that they had a cooler of beer in the trunk and would ask if I was interested in having a few drinks? My affirmative answer would lead to a drive into the country and several beers later after 15 or 20 minutes of necking, I'd find myself on my knees on the floorboard of the back seat, unbuckling his pants and diving into his underwear to fish out his erect, teenaged dick.In a way, it made me feel powerful. At that moment, with his throbbing cock in my fingernail-polished hand, my soft, wet tongue running up and down the shaft, I could've gotten that poor boy to agree to just about anything. If I have told him to step out of the car naked and hand me his car keys, he would've done it. All for the dizzying prospect of another date with me and the chance to get his rocks off. If I've learned anything about men in my life it's that they're amazingly consistent.Of course, most of them realized there wouldn't be a lot of suspense on a date with me. If I said "yes" to a date, more than likely I wasn't going to say "no" in the back seat.And yes, I did get something of a reputation in high school. A few girls who didn't like the fact that I was being asked out by their boyfriends did write some unkind things on the bathroom walls and I did occasionally hear a snide remark in the halls ("so that's what she looks like standing up?" and "I'm amazed she's so thin with all the 'protein' I hear she swallows"), but it never really bothered my much. My close girl friends still hung out with me.When I graduated from high school and went off to college, I had a little trouble adjusting to life on my own. I went to a large public land grant college with a reputation as a football factory. A couple of the guys I'd "dated" in high school went on to play football there and as a result, I got invited to a lot of parties. I was like a kid in a candy store. I'd never seen so many beautiful guys in my life and I really had to fight the urge to fuck them all. The bottom line is I didn't fight the urge very hard. I was the football team's mascot by the time the semester was half over. I lost my heart and my cherry to the team's starting quarterback and when he kept asking me to take part in kinkier and kinkier scenes, I went along to keep him interested.We had sex almost nightly in his dorm room and although I'm convinced the athletic department staff knew what was going on, they never did anything. I'd be moaning and squealing loud enough for the whole floor to hear me and nobody ever said a word. Once, we had sex and somebody opened the door on us and left it open! My boyfriend never missed a beat bending me over his desk and fucking me from behind as members of the team stuck their heads in the doorway and watched.I was a little weirded out when he coyly suggested I perform oral sex on other members of the team, but at a party one night in a drunken haze, I went along. My boyfriend took me to a fraternity house to the room of a gigantic, muscular defensive lineman named Chuck. I was a little nervous as I dropped to my knees and began to undo Chuck's pants. My boyfriend stood there and watched me, beer in hand, as I pulled out what I can only describe as the largest cock I'd ever seen. It was probably 10 inches long and (seemingly) as thick as my forearm. Unbelievably, Chuck was flaccid when I began touching and kissing his penis. After about 15 minutes of kissing, stroking and licking, his monstrous member began to harden and I began to fellate him. There was music playing in the room and I didn't hear the other members of the team walk in to observe us, but I remember looking up at my boyfriend at one point, only to see him surrounded by 6-8 beer swilling frat boys. Chuck was nonplussed. He reached down and gently pivoted my head back towards his crotch. "Come on, baby." He whispered. "Don't worry about them, this is just about you and me."As anyone who has ever given a blowjob in front of an appreciative crowd of college boys can attest, I was more than a little stuck by the irony of that statement. But I went back to business, gently making love to this muscular man's enormous penis. I became kind of lost in the moment, transfixed on the beauty of the cock before me, the hot skin of its shaft, the smooth firm mushroom head. I licked and sucked feverishly, eventually relaxing my throat muscles enough to engulf the length of the throbbing dick into my mouth. I could feel the crinkly skin of his balls against my chin and his wiry pubic hair tickled my nose and lips. I ran my hands over his washboard abs and tightly muscled chest. He gently stroked my hair as I fellated him, softly urging me on with what I assume he thought was sexy talk. "Oh, baby, you're so good at this," he hissed, and "you look so pretty when you suck my cock."My focus was not only giving this guy head, but turning on every boy in the room, my boyfriend included. Every so often I'd glance over toward the door to see my boyfriend in a slightly drunken state of shock and arousal, the outline of his erection clearly visible in his jeans. I smiled, Chuck's cock never leaving my mouth. "Mmmm," I moaned to hoots and catcalls from the gathered frat boys. "Mmmmm... I just love sucking cock. I just don't think one's going to be enough!"The room erupted into cheers. A few girls had wandered by to see what all the fuss was about."Omigod," I could hear one of them say. "There's some slut in that room giving a blow job in front of everybody. Let's go watch!"They pushed their way through the crowd of guys to watch the action. "Reinforcements," somebody yelled as the boys laughed. But these girls weren't there to join me. They were there to make sure everybody knew they were "good girls" unlike me. And fueled by an abundance of beer, they let loose with a running commentary on the floorshow."Hey bitch, you like suckin' that cock, don't you?" one girl called."You little slut, you're gonna be here all night suckin' these guys aren't you?""Why don't you get naked and let 'em fuck you in the ass while you're handing out blow jobs, honey?""Hey slut, what's your name? I might call you up to blow my boyfriend too and get him off my ass!"There was laughter all around. I looked up, both hands grasped around Chuck's penis. "How do you know I haven't blown your boyfriend already?" I said, smiling.That got the room howling. I leaned down and slid my hands under his ass, cupping his rear end and pushing him up to my mouth. Taking in his saliva-slicked member, Chuck groaned and began to ejaculate into my mouth. I took his load into my mouth and savored it, sticking out my cum-soaked tongue to let them see the spectacle of his orgasm sliding down my throat."Whose next?" I called.I probably gave seven or eight blowjobs that night, including my boyfriend at the very end. He told me how incredibly turned on he was to see me service all those men.After that, the guys on the football team came up with all kinds of cute little nicknames for me, like "Jism Jill" or "Jill the Thrill". My reputation as kind of a sex freak started to circulate on campus, but it didn't really bother me as long as it didn't bother my boyfriend. As long as he was getting his dick sucked, he didn't seem to care.My senior year, I got a call from one of the assistant athletic directors at the university. He wanted to know if I'd be interested in coming to work as an administrative assistant in the recruiting office. For public purposes, I'd be working for one of the assistant coaches, but he let me know that in reality, it was a wealthy alum who ran the department and ultimately, I'd be taking my orders from him. He arranged a meeting with the alum and I was curious as to just what kind of job it would be.The alum, a software millionaire in his mid thirties was very attractive and let me know my primary job would be working with recruits. After about 30 minutes of conversation, I began to understand what they were asking. They wanted to bring these young guys into town and have me show them around, take them to parties and show them a "good time". If a good time meant the recruit got laid, they didn't want to know about it, but it didn't bother them. I'd get paid a bonus for every recruit that signed a scholarship. Ultimately, the athletic department was going to pay me to fuck teenaged boys."Wait a minute." I said. "What makes you think I'd go along with something like this? How did you decide to approach me about this?""Jill," he said "First of all, you're a very beautiful young woman. Second, you've been on your knees with your face buried in the crotch of half the football players at this university. You love jocks and you love having sex with jocks. This is the perfect opportunity for you."Hmm, I thought to myself, I'll be paid to suck the dicks of cute guys, something I've been doing anyway. It took me 10 seconds to think it over."Okay, I'm your girl." I said.For the next year, my job was giving blowjobs and "show fucks" to 18-year-old studs. Most of them were so full of themselves it didn't take much to drive them wild. I had a standard routine with most of them. They'd arrive in town and I'd pick them up to show them around. Usually, it was dinner at a nice restaurant (I had an athletic department credit card), followed by drinks (local club bartenders never carded anybody with me) and a little "dirty dancing" at a club. At some point in the evening, I tell the kid how I was really trying to give up smoking. Then after drinking and dancing, I'd drive him back to his hotel. In the car, I'd tell him I was having a "nicotine fit" and really needed something to stop my cravings. I'd pull the car over, slide my hand over his crotch and in my steamiest voice ask him "if he had anything I could suck on to stop my cravings?"Sometimes I'd find a secluded spot and fellate him right there in the car. Sometimes we'd drive back to his hotel. A couple of times I went back to the hotel only to find our star recruit was sharing a room with three or four of his high school buddies. I usually wound up having sex with all of them.The only complication to all of this appeared a few months ago when I was introduced to a star recruit named Billy. My jaw practically hit the floor the first time I laid eyes on him. He was about 6'2" and 215 or 220lbs with broad shoulders, a narrow waist and the cutest little butt I've ever seen (and I've seen a lot of them). His face was to die for, like a Greek statue with a chiseled jaw and flowing locks of sandy blonde hair. He was kind of quiet, not loud and boisterous like many of the others, but you could tell by the way he carried himself that he had a lot of confidence. I got the impression Billy knew he could take care of himself both in the back alley and in the bedroom. I started making immediate plans to test his performance in the latter.Our first date was pretty standard, dinner, a tour around the campus and a couple of nightspots. I couldn't help noticing the reaction of some of the co-eds as I moved with Billy through the crowd. Their eyes locked in on him and wouldn't let go. A few moved in and asked him to dance within seconds of my getting up to go to the ladies room and although he enjoyed the attention, he didn't bite. I half expected him to be covered in drool when I returned.As we left the last club of the evening, my eye caught site of a pair of really cute little brunettes slipping their phone numbers into Billy's back pocket. I also noticed their hands lingering on his bottom for an embarrassingly brazen length of time. These girls knew a good thing when they saw it and they weren't about to let an opportunity pass.I decided to dispense with the act and simply invite Billy back to my apartment for a few drinks and whatever else I could dream up. As we got in the car in the parking lot, we necked briefly and sparks started flying.Back at my place, we had a couple of glasses of wine and chatted amiably. He was really charming for his age and when I leaned over to kiss him, he slid over next to me, laid me back on the couch and began kissing me more aggressively, his hands running caressing my breasts and ass.I began to whisper sweet little moans of pleasure in his ear. I had plans of launching into something of a little "mind fuck" just to get him all steamed up and take control of the situation, but it was Billy who quickly took control. For an 18-year old, he was incredibly smooth and experienced."Mmmm, baby" he cooed. "Do you like it when I kiss you?""Yeah.""What else do you like?" he whispered. "Tell me what you want me to do?" I played shy and giggled. "C'mon." he said. "Tell me what happens next.""I want to see that beautiful body of yours." I said. "Stand up and let me watch you strip for me."He stood up and walked a few steps away. I lay there on the couch, hair disheveled and blouse half unbuttoned. I watched in rapt amazement as this young stud began undressing before me. When his shirt slid up over his head I was treated to a beautifully muscled and tightly defined chest with a stomach you could bounce a quarter off of. I squealed with delight as he reached for his belt, unbuckling, then unbuttoning the front of his skintight jeans."Whoooo!" I cheered. "Take it off, baby. Show me what I'm ridin' tonight." Slowly, in a very sexy way, he slid his jeans down over his hips, pushed them to the floor and stepped out of then. For a brief moment, he stood there in white cotton boxers, the outline of his penis clearly visible. I clasped my hand over my mouth and looked at him. He was every girl's wet dream, a vision of male sexuality hot enough to make my pussy pulse. I wanted him bad. He started to remove his underwear but I stopped him."No, no, let me." I said. "I want to take them off."I leaned closer and ran my hand over the outline of his dick. It was big and I wanted to see what it looked like. I'd been up close with a lot of cocks in my life and this one was calling my name. I hooked my fingers in the elastic band of his shorts and slowly pulled down. The cotton pulled back to reveal what I considered to be the most beautiful penis I'd ever seen, in a semi erect state, draping from a thick, curly nest of pubic hair. It wasn't the biggest I'd ever seen but it was perfect, long and very, very thick. Maybe seven inches or so but smooth and wide, ending in a bulbous cockhead that looked like it was made to suck.I kissed across his abdomen and around his thighs, rubbing my cheek against his skin. Gently, he caressed my hair and teased me."What do you think, Jill?" he said. "You think you can have some fun with this?""My God, you're perfect." I whispered. "I could have an orgasm just looking at you. I just want to suck you and fuck you forever." I leaned down and began licking his dick with my tongue. I used my thumb and index finger to lift it and run my tongue down the underside, nuzzling his balls with my lips and kissing around his sac. I looked up to see him staring down at me, gently taunting."Go ahead, suck me." He smiled. "You want to take me in your mouth, don't you? You want to feel me harden against your tongue. I know you want to please me, baby. Show me what a sweet little cocksucker you are."I took his hand and led him to my bedroom. I pushed him down on the bed and knelt beside his body. Leaning over, I gently laid his penis back against his rock hard tummy and resumed licking the underside. With each lick, I could feel his member getting harder and harder as it grew, the veins standing out in bold relief against the shaft. I engulfed his entire length in my mouth, deep-throating him down until my lips buried themselves deep in his pubic hair."Oh yeah." Billy hissed. "You like that, don't you Jill? You've been thinking about sucking my cock all night. You couldn't wait to take my hard dick down your throat."I looked toward his face, Billy's luscious dick buried deep in my mouth and moaned softly. I pulled my face away from his crotch to confess to him. "I couldn't wait to get you naked, baby. I'm your private slut. Anytime, anyplace, anywhere. If you want a blowjob, I am so there. Just call me on the phone and I'll be on my knees in front of you. Your dick tastes so good, I just want to suck it all the time."I leaned down to continue swirling my tongue around the head of his cock. His cologne mingled with the musty smell of his crotch and I found it wildly intoxicating. My mouth watering, I took the length of his penis into my mouth and bobbed up and down on his rigid member. I could taste the slightly bitter twinge of his pre-come on my tongue. I ran my hands along his magnificently muscled stomach and hips. We were both getting into it, but my pussy was tingling. I wanted him in me. Bad."C'mon, Billy," I whispered. "You want some pussy, don't you? Why don't you show me what you can do with that beautiful cock of yours.""How do you like it, Jill?""Why don't you start out fucking me from behind? Then we can move to whatever feels good."In a flash, Billy slid out from underneath me and quickly knelt behind me as I moved forward on all fours. I could feel his dick slide between my legs and slap up against my pussy. I reached down and stroked him, gently sliding his hot, hard flesh against my protruding clit. The sensation was electric and I found myself using his tool to work myself into a frenzy. This was heaven and we hadn't even started fucking yet!"Oh baby, that feels so good." I moaned. "Unh...unh...how can a boy get me so hot? God, I just love fucking you... mmm, you're gonna make me!" My body tensed as my brain spun out of control. It was my first orgasm of the evening but I sensed it wouldn't be my last. My arms relaxed and my head and shoulders drooped to the bed. With my ass still sticking up in the air, I could feel Billy pull back, then I could feel the head of his rock hard battering ram against my labia. I waited catching my breath."C'mon, honey," he laughed. "You ready to ride?"He didn't wait for my answer, but plunged the length of his hot, thick penis into my pussy. I gasped for breath as my entire body pulsed with pleasure. He owned me at that moment and he knew it. I was his plaything, his boy toy, his wet dream. I sensed the dynamic of the relationship changing, but I pushed it out of my mind. All I could think of was how I was going to make Billy keep fucking me and giving me more mind-numbing orgasms.I could feel Billy's pole, lubricated by our mingling juices sliding in and out of me. The intense ripples I was feeling were great, but I wanted to change positions. I wanted to face him while he fucked me."Baby, I want to turn around," I said. "I want to watch you while you fuck me."He pulled out and I flipped over on my back, hiking my legs into the air and spreading wide for him to enter me again. He looked so beautiful, muscular, light beads of sweat on his forehead and chest, and that cock. It was big and hard and pointed right at me. He grabbed it in his left hand and guided it into the folds of my cunt. The sensation of his entering me the second time felt just as good as the first. As he leaned over and began thrusting into me, I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck. I placed my feet against that marvelous, rock hard ass and helped push him deeper and deeper into me. He didn't need the help, but it felt really, really good.We kissed, our tongues dancing around each other. With a steady rhythm, Billy pushed into my pussy, each stroke sending electric shocks through my body. He laid down on top of me but continued his powerful thrusts. The feeling of having this gorgeous, muscular young stud on top of me, pounding, each push sending me deeper into the mattress was indescribable. I crossed my ankles, locking my long legs behind his back."Oh, Billy," I whispered in his ear. "You fuck me so good. I've never had another man fuck me like you. Feel how wet my pussy is? That's 'cause you turn me on so much. C'mon, stud, give it too me! Come on and shoot your load deep inside me! I want to feel your come."Billy increased his pace and looked straight ahead. "Oh, yeah," he hissed. "I've been savin' it up for you, Jill! You're gonna feel a tidal wave in your cunt! God, you're such a hot, little bitch. I'll bet you've laid some pipe in your past, huh?""You know it, baby. I've fucked lots of guys, but nobody like you. God, you're a fuckin' machine! With a piston for a cock!" I wrapped my self tightly around him as I felt his body tense. My head felt like it would explode as another orgasm wracked my body. I could feel him ejaculate into my pussy and that familiar, musty smell of semen filled the bedroom. The pace of his thrusts slowed as my body heaved with each breath. Billy pulled out of me and crawled forward, placing his still rigid cock near my head. I opened my mouth and watched as he used both hands to milk 3 or 4 more spurts of semen out of his slickened cock and on to my waiting tongue. Long strands of fluid dripped from his penis to my face as he rubbed his organ across my face and lips. I reached under him and ran my hand across his ass. That ass! God, it even felt good.I looked up from a post-orgasmic haze to see Billy smiling, one hand around his cock, the other rubbing his chest."Jeez, you're a freaky bitch," he laughed. "That's cool, though. I ain't never had nasty sex like that before. I think I like it."Yeah, I bet he liked it. But not as much as me. I convinced Billy to stay for three more days at my apartment before driving back to his hometown. We spent most of our time together naked and fucking. He was unbelievable.When he left and went home for the summer, I kind of went off the deep end. I called him constantly and made the three-hour drive a couple of times just to see him. His parents don't know about me, so he basically had to sneak out of the house at night for us to have sex. A couple of times I'd drive down to see Billy, meet up with him, give him a blow job in the back seat and then drive back home. I was addicted to his cock.Billy enrolled at the university in the fall and quickly became the new stud football player on campus. We still see each other but he makes it clear to me that I'm not the only girl he's sleeping with. He's fucked one of the cheerleaders and even had sex with a pert little redhead whose one of the leaders of the Baptist Students Union. Billy joked that she was little miss straight arrow, but once he got her naked he practically had to peel her off the ceiling. He's trying to talk the two of us into a three-way with him, but so far she's not ready for that yet. I'm not so squeamish, though. I'll do anything to experience Billy's cock... and he knows it.END

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Author's Notes: This story begins by a realisation of sexual need and desire it stems from a silly prank that develops into a game and thereafter a desire and pursuit of self gratification for those involved.The beginning my name is John (25) I am married to Marion (22) we are learning about each other both as newlyweds and to what we like sexually. John works in IT in an office with 3 others Ben, Dan, and Josh all a bit younger than himself and he is their team leader.Marion works as a part time librarian and has no real friends as she moved away from home to marry John.***We had only lived in our new house for a couple of weeks and our neighbours were Bill and Jenny who had 2 sons Adam (15) and Mark (14)our other neighbours were Stan and Mary both in their early sixties. Mary was not a well woman and Stan looked after her every need. Stan so we learned had been a handy man all his life and was broad and strongly built they had 2 children who had grown and moved away.Bill and Jenny’s boys were into everything and very mischievous but nice kids. The boys were always happy and smiling and typical boisterous teenagers with loads of energy they had been given a dog as a present to care for by a relative it was a retired greyhound and needed loads of walks and exercising they decided on a name and called him flash because he could run like the wind and was very energetic.It was summer and the good weather had arrived I had been working and when I came home Marion was in the rear garden sunbathing on the lounger. Marion was in good shape as she had been dieting prior to our marriage she was wearing her favourite white bikini with the thin strap ties and was reading a book there was a bottle of wine half drunk on the table beside her and two glasses she got up and kissed me welcome and then began pouring us the rest of the wine to drink. I noticed that she was a little tipsy already and that wine always made her feel horny, I complimented her on looking so sexy and told her I was getting aroused , she smiled and gave me the look as she slowly undid her top letting it fall to the floor her breasts now exposed and her nipples hardening. I leaned over and gently kissed each breast and there we were when something caught my attention I looked up at the bedroom window of Bills house and glimpsed Adam and Mark peering out watching us, I didn’t say anything to Marion as by this time she was unzipping my trousers to get at my now stiffening cock and as she slowly began to caress it I tugged at the straps of her bikini bottoms. We lay down on the lounger and I made her straddle me so that I could look over her shoulder to see if the boys were still there, sure enough they had not moved and although they were some 50 metres away I knew they were watching closely. Marion and I gently fucked for about 10 minutes or so when I realised we were also being watched from the other house where I spotted Stan staring out of his window except he was looking through binoculars which were glinting in the sunlight. I suddenly became very aroused knowing we were being seen and my tempo increased with each thrust until I climaxed it seemed like torrents of cum were shooting out of me and Marion clenched her legs around me tightly.After a while Marion began to moan and then gyrate her hips with increasing urgency and I realised she was about to orgasm I held firm but was in a high state of ecstasy as she ground her pussy ever more deeply upon my cock, it was then that I whispered that we were being watched and Marion although now wanting to stop was in no way inhibited by our situation as we both exploded with pleasure.Marion asked after we had finished fucking who exactly had seen us and how long it had been before I told her I knew they were there. I asked her if it mattered who it was and if it had bothered her, she said that it actually made her feel hornier than ever before but she was curious as once before when she was younger and fucking a previous boyfriend his father had been watching them from the wardrobe and also filmed them together. I asked how she knew this and she told me that one day she went to meet her boyfriend at his home but he was not there due to a delayed train and his father invited her in to wait for him. His father offered her some food and drink and saying they could watch a movie while they waited he offered her a selection of movies which she soon realised were of a sexual nature, but not wanting to offend his father as he was being so kind just said I will leave it to you what we watch, his father topped up their glasses and put a DVD in the player. Within minutes she was aware that it was homemade and her boyfriend came into view he was naked except for his boxers he opened the bedroom door and entered. The next shot was of the bed and spread across the covers was Marion completely naked and masturbating herself to climax, with this her boyfriend stripped a began to massage his cock, he then climbed on the bed pushed Marion back slid between her open thighs and began to fuck her wildly at this she squirmed and bucked her hips writhing around whist impaled on his cock.Marion could not believe what she was watching but her juices began to run as his father told her he had filmed everything and that to keep him from showing it to anyone then she should let him fuck her, Marion realised her predicament but because of what she was viewing she was becoming extremely aroused and wanted to release her desires. His father had begun to expose himself and when she saw his enormous penis fully erect she could not contain herself and willingly and eagerly began playing with it within moments he had stripped her naked and began probing her now soaking pussy, she was in heaven as he pushed her down and in one movement thrust his cock inside her, she was still looking as the DVD played realising that she was enjoying it more knowing that someone had been watching. Marion twisted and bucked like someone possessed as his father reached his point of ejaculation and seconds later exploded in her own orgasm.John was beginning to learn more about Marion’s sexual tastes by the moment and wanted to hear more of her experiences prior to marrying him.After dinner they had some more drink and settled down on the couch john had still not told her who was watching but now she was insisting he told her, John decided to see if she had preferences in whether she minded if they were older or younger as he was becoming more curious as to which way he could control a future situation. He began by asking how old her boyfriend's father was when they had fucked, she told him he was somewhere in his fifties but he looked younger and had loads of experience and was a good fuck. John asked her if age was an issue or had she fucked with anyone younger than her, she said she had also fucked with her boyfriend's younger brother as his father had blackmailed her to do and he was only sixteen but like his father had a good sized cock except he was like a young dog when he fucked it was rapid and his recovery rate was quick so he could fuck more often which she also enjoyed immensely.John realised that there was a lot more to learn about Marion’s sexual appetite and was hoping he could use it to his advantage so he only told her that Stan had been watching them just to gauge how she reacted.Marion said although they had been seen they didn’t know exactly what Stan saw so it didn’t really count or get her really exited not like when she had been filmed and knew that her body had been fully exposed and used. John thought about what she had said and then said maybe I will invite Stan over just to be neighbourly and try and find out what he saw.The following day John saw Stan and asked him over for a drink, Stan said he could do with a break as Mary wasn’t well and maybe her sister would look after her for the night.So it was arranged and at 8’oclock Stan arrived bottle of vodka in hand, John took him to the lounge saying Marion was having a shower but wouldn’t be long. John and Stan began the vodka and had at least 3 glasses each when Marion came down she was dressed in her robe and had her hair in a towel.John pored her some wine and they all began chatting after some more vodka and wine the conversation turned towards Stan’s hobbies since he retired he said he only really had one and that was bird watching and that he had bought really powerful binoculars so he could see things close up, with this Marion asked if he had seen anything lately of any interest and sat down opposite him. Stan said he had been watching out only yesterday but all he saw was John fucking her in the garden.John poured another vodka and asked Stan what he thought about it and he said that he wished it was his cock buried deep inside Marion as his wife could no longer have sex with him and he was frustrated, so he took up his hobby and had seen many birds being fucked either by lovers or husbands or even groups and that when he could get near he always filmed as well, just like he did yesterday as soon as he saw us fucking he left his binoculars on the tripod and crept to the garden fence where he had some steps because he liked to watch Marion sun bathing especially when she got naked for her overall tan.Stan said he had some good pictures in close up of us and also of Marion alone when she masturbated to orgasm and he had wanked himself of while watching his films.John looked at Marion who was now flush red and gently touching a breast whilst slowly opening her legs, John watched closely as Stan’s eyes followed her every move and then Marion lifted her leg up and crossed it over her other leg just like the scene from basic instinct giving Stan a glimpse of her shaven pussy.Stan gulped his drink and placed his hand in his lap gently rubbing his cock through his trousers and licked his lips intently. Marion could see the affect she was having and looked at John to gauge his reaction. John leaned over to Marion and whispered to her and without hesitation she completely opened her robe exposing all her assets to Stan who by now had unzipped his trousers and pushed them downwards.Marion reached over and started to tug at his briefs and as she did his erect cock tumbled into view it was impressive in size some 7-8 inches long but thick around the girth veins swelling and the bell end was engorged with blood, Marion gasped saying that it was the largest she had seen and looked at John for encouragement in what was maybe to come.John was now staring intently at Marion as she began licking her lips her hands now reaching towards Stan’s rampant cock and with that pleading look in her eyes, John motioned with his eyes and nodded towards Marion who was now so sexually charged up she wouldn’t have been able to stop herself. Stan directed Marion in what he wanted her to do and then reached into his bag and produced his movie camera.Stan whispered to John that he wanted him to film him fucking Marion and that he would make a copy for them to watch but it would not be to-night, and that me must not tell Marion this.Within seconds he had Marion squatting down so her pussy was opened he put several fingers into her and her juices began to run he played her clitoris as if it was a musical instrument and Marion groaned as John had never heard her do so before as Stan intensified his movement,She exploded into orgasm time after time and all the while begging Stan to fuck her, but Stan had other ideas he was a master at masturbation and had brought some toys with him to heighten Marion’s sexual desires he produced a dildo black in colour and began to push gently against her pussy lips and penetrating about an inch and then twisting and turning removing it and then re-entry another inch or two and withdrawal then another entry going slowly deeper and then completely out.Time after time he tantalised her pussy and she now screamed in ecstasy begging him to fuck her with his cock, Stan looked at John who by now was transfixed on Marion’s now contorted face as he slowly wanked his own cock in expectation of what was to come.John now wanted Stan to fuck Marion just as much as she did but Stan had other ideas which he whispered to John who immediately pounded his cock to climax with this Stan stopped what he was doing withdrew the dildo and kissed Marion’s now soaking wet pussy, he then stood upInstructing John under no circumstances was he to fuck Marion until Stan said so, he then dressed and went home. Marion was in desperate need and she needed a cock now but John told her she would have to wait as he also dressed, by this time Marion had been aroused like no other time with any man and was unable to comprehend why they both had not fucked her to orgasm, she began pleading with John but he did not relent saying that Stan must have something very special in mind for her if he could just go home when he had the opportunity to fuck her stupid.The next morning the doorbell went and Marion opened the door to see Adam and Mark she invited them in and they asked her if there were any odd jobs that needed doing as Christmas was coming and they needed some money for presents, Marion called to John to ask him if the boys could run errands and keep the garden tidy or wash the car when it was needed and anything else that came to mind. John agreed as his work commitments were not leaving him much time at present and they would be useful to have around.Marion drew up a list beginning the next day as the boys were home from school the whole week due to half term, they arrived early both of them and their dog. Marion was still in her dressing gown and pj’s John had left for work and she was about to shower and change, she asked if they had eaten breakfast, saying to help themselves to toast or whatever they wanted., and afterwards could they hang out the washing and begin to tidy the garden and garage. Marion went up to shower and as she undressed she suddenly began to have thoughts that made her pussy start to dampen, she quickly turned on the hot water and stepped under the shower thinking that this would distract her mind from what was making her hot, however her nipples were fully erect and her hand slid between her thighs she began to massage her clitoris. The rubbing motion and the water soon worked it’s magic and she orgasmed with a shudder, she leaned against the wall of the shower until she regained her senses, then stepping out she dried herself and reached for her white thong she stepped into it and then put her dressing gown back on she went downstairs to see how the boys were getting on.The dog was in the kitchen and the boys were clearing fallen leaves and waste into bags in the garden, she called out to them asking if they wanted a hot drink or anything as she had noticed they had not used anything in the kitchen.The boys said they would be in when they had finished to have some tea and eggs on toast with her so she began getting things ready for them when they came in. As she moved around the dog began to follow her about with his tail wagging she thought how friendly he was and so occasionally she patted him and told him that he was a good boy and when she asked him to sit he obeyed without fuss she thought how well trained he was and when she told him to go lie down he went by the door and lay down.In a while the boys came in and washed and they all ate breakfast together they said they would begin the garage later or tomorrow if she wished and she agreed.They all sat chatting and Marion told him how impressed as to how well trained their dog was and what had they called him. They both replied in unison Flash as he ran so fast and that he was also very loving and mild natured, they had been helped in his training by Stan who used to also own greyhounds when he was younger and Flash would now obey every command they gave to him.Marion was fascinated by what they said and was becoming very relaxed in their company she asked if they wanted more tea and they both said yes as she got up from her chair to re-boil the kettle her dressing gown had loosened and as she pulled on the belt she realised that breasts were slightly exposed and that both the boys had gotten an eyeful. Marion had told the boys to go in the lounge as it was more comfortable and she would bring the tea in there. The boys were seated on the chairs leaving Marion the sofa which was the type that you just sank down in so Marion had perched herself on the edge and not leaned right back.As she talked and leaned across to get her cup of the table she slightly opened her legs to stabilize herself she realised both boys got an eyeful of thigh and she laughed making a joke of it, but also noticing that both the boys eyes were eagerly looking for more exposure with this Flash trotted in from the kitchen and just flopped down on the rug between them.Adam said he would send him back out but Marion said it was ok as he was no harm, with this the dog lay on his side and Marion could see the tip of his cock which was a pink/red colour she had never really seen anything like it before and her eyes occasionally were drawn to it.Adam noticed this and said that Flash had been a breeding dog and it was the time of year for him to breed but he had not been with a bitch for sometime but not to worry sometimes he would lick himself to an erection and make his own mess the boys said that due to his intensive training by Stan he could do this to command as well.Marion imagination was in overdrive as she contemplated the sight of Flash licking himself to ejaculation and this thought was making her damp down in her pussy , she was really beginning to lubricate as she had always loved it when she sucked john’s cock until he ejaculated into her mouth as she just loved the taste of his cum in fact she had always liked the taste of cum from every man she had ever fucked.Adam and Mark could see that Marion was beginning to flush a little when Mark just commanded lick and without a moment's hesitation Flash was licking his cock with each stroke it began protruding further from its sheath and Marion was transfixed on the sight before her.As it grew in length she began to remark on its shape, colour and size but Adam said it was only about half out and yet it was already over 3-4 inches long. Marion leaned further over to watch more closely when she became aware that the boys were not only seeing loads of thigh as she moved but they could now see her thong and possibly her now soaking wet pussy through it but she was so lost in what she was watching it began to make her even more aroused.Marion was close to orgasm just by seeing what was before her and desperately wanted to bring herself to climax but here she was in the presence of two young boys who were now just as excited as herself and she began to imagine that their cocks were probably as hard as they could be at this moment of extreme sexual tension. Her mouth was dry and yet her pussy was gushing and although she knew it was wrong she could not help herself and her hand went between her legs and began rubbing furiously at her clitoris. She leaned back exposing herself to both boys who were now unzipping their trousers and touching their hard cocks. Marion could see both of their cocks as they began to stroke them up and down. Adam’s cock was about 4 inches and mark’s about 3 but it was obvious they had been used to masturbating as they were both confident in their actions. Adam was intently looking into Marion’s face when he just uttered the command UP and Flash rose upwards Marion could now see his cock fully erect and engorged with blood it was now deep crimson in colour and was swinging beneath him the end beginning to glisten as he was close to climax. Adam commanded seek and he thrust his snout between Marion’s open thighs and without warning began lapping with intensity like no man had ever been able to do and Marion was once again thrust into another orgasm, by this time all she wanted was a cock buried in her pussy and yet she had before her two boys and a rampant dog and she knew she could not have what she most desired.This was the second such episode after Stan’s night of masturbating her that she had not had the fucking she so desperately wanted. Adam and Mark had positioned themselves either side of her both kneeling on the sofa and she knew they wanted her to suck on their cocks, she thought for a brief moment and decided that it was the next best thing and it would not be like corrupting them at their young age so she firstly began to suck on Adam’s cock while she gently rubbed Mark’s cock between her fingers in only a few moments Mark ejaculated into her mouth, she was surprised by the amount of cum he had produced as she swallowed it down.She then took Mark’s cock in her mouth and he immediately shot his load as well, both boys were jubilant that they had been sucked dry by a woman when Adam said to Marion that it was only fair if she now sucked off Flash as well, as he had licked her to orgasm and he still had a full sack and she liked cum in her mouth it was only right. Marion thought about what he said but she had never tasted dog cum or had a dogs cock anywhere near her she was unsure until Mark suggested Adam would hold Flash and Mark would hold his cock out so she would only need to suck him until he came. They got in position as they said and Marion although unsure lowered her head to his raging cock as it entered her mouth she could taste his pre cum which was a bit different from a man’s but not unpleasant, as she began to suck Flash began thrusting and bucking wildly and with that an explosion of cum filled her mouth and as quickly as she tried to swallow it but it overflowed out of her lips and ran down her chin onto her now exposed breasts which both Adam and Mark began to rub it in to her skin.She kept on sucking until Flash had exhausted himself and his cock began to subside. Marion leaned back taking in the enormity of what had taken place and how she had become so wanton in her pursuit for sex and that if she could ever reproduce such excitement again. The boys brought her back to herself by saying that they should all shower and get cleaned up as they had to go home and that John would be home soon, when they had left Marion’s thoughts kept repeating through her mind and the mental images were so graphic that she could feel herself getting wet again.Marion was relaxing on the sofa reading a book when John came in they exchanged greetings and kissed. Marion asked about his day as she poured some tea and they sat in the lounge, John then asked about her day and had the boys come over and done anything around the house or garden. Marion told him that they were great boys but actually just as good as men as they were developing in strength through their teens and that they had indeed disposed of all the garden waste including all the heavy junk they found and that they were coming back to tidy up the garage and anywhere else we could think of, they had also brought their dog over as they couldn’t leave him but he was so well behaved as he had been trained by Stan their other neighbour.John was impressed saying that maybe if they continued helping then they should maybe get a bonus as well as the money they earned, Marion just replied yes maybe they should let's wait and see. John and Marion settled down for the night and went to bed about 10’oclock, Marion was in bed and when John got in he noticed she was naked he immediately was aroused and wanted to fuck with her except he remembered Stan’s words telling them to abstain from intercourse.John reached across and started to feel Marion’s breasts, her nipples were rock hard and he sucked on each one in turn, Marion began moaning and began rubbing his cock to full attention, John’s hand slid between her fully opened thighs and began fingering her well lubricated pussy, Marion gasped as he entered each finger just as he had seen Stan do and began taking her slowly to her climax and yet all Marion wanted was his now raging cock buried deep inside her as she so desperately needed fucking. John did not relent telling her that he would masturbate her and lick her to orgasm but they must not fuck and to wait as it would he said be very special. Marion was now becoming so frustrated that after John had brought her off she said she could not sleep and was going to watch some TV.John said he had an early start next day and was going to sleep and so she went to the lounge put the TV on then went and got a bottle of wine to drink, as she drank the wine she again thought of what had occurred that day and how she so needed to be fucked that she began using the empty bottle at the opening to her pussy pushing against her lips and touching her clit with the end.She had never thought of a bottle as a sexual thing but the coolness of the glass was making her pussy juices run and she gently entered the neck into her opening pushing gently she was surprised how easily and quickly it entered her and with a few more strokes she realised that she had half the bottle filling her pussy and it felt so good she climaxed.After an hour she went up to bed and went to sleep happy that she had done it with something different and knew she could if she needed do it again.The next day the boys arrived just as John was leaving he told them what jobs to do and to ask me if there was anything I wanted seeing to and if they did a good job there would be a bonus for them both. Marion was due to go to the library for the morning and said she would get them lunch when she got back and then left Adam, Mark and Flash and went to work. On returning at 12-30pm she noticed that the washing was drying on the line and the boys were in the kitchen, they had prepared her a light lunch of chicken and salad with a fruit desert to follow. Marion was pleasantly surprised by this saying to them that she was impressed and that they must really want their bonus. The boys smiled and said they had run a hot bath to relax in before she ate and that her change of clothes was on her bed, Marion thought that they were such great boys and she would enjoy her bath. When she finished bathing she saw on her bed then see through blouse that John loved and a pencil skirt with a slit up the thigh on the floor was her highest heels but there wasn’t any type of underwear at all.Marion opened her knicker drawer but it was empty, she smiled to herself knowing that the bonus they wanted was of a sexual nature. When she joined them in the kitchen she began by flirting with them and making small talk saying it was unfair that she had no underwear to put on and they were fully dressed and it would be right only if they removed theirs too. The boys said they would comply later as she had to eat the lunch they had prepared, after lunch Adam brought in the desert a large fried banana split covered in chocolate and then hardened in the fridge. Marion thought it was brilliant but said she was full up, the boys said ok but not to waste it and maybe she could think what to do with it later. The boys complimented her on her style of dress saying that she was sex on legs and other nice things and obviously John must be a tit man due to the see through top, but they both liked the skirt because it rode up when she sat down exposing her thighs and pussy. Marion could see where this was going and said that although she thought they were great that if anyone ever found out about her sucking their cocks she would be in real trouble and might even go to prison because of their ages and that they mustn’t tell anyone at all. The boys said that they understood but if she wanted their silence about what she had done then they should get some sort of reward. Marion asked what they wanted and began offering them money but they said no, and what they wanted was her to let them lick her pussy out just like Flash had done yesterday as they could tell she really climaxed when he licked her and that they had never done it before and she would be like a teacher to them.Marion began to reflect on her situation she was now being blackmailed by two youngsters for sexual favours so she didn’t end up going to prison. Marion decided that if it kept them from telling she would let it happen but only for a short while as John would soon be home, the boys agreed and Marion slowly slipped her thong off fully exposing her pussy and began urging them to be quick or they might get caught. Adam literally dived between her thighs and began licking and stroking her pussy and clitoris.Marion held his head and occasionally pulled him closer as his tongue worked its magic and she shuddered to her climax, without hesitation Mark began probing her pussy with his tongue and although she had only just orgasmed the way he pushed it deeper inside her than Adam had done but with shorter and quicker licks.She couldn't believe that she was under the total control of two young boys and would now do anything that they wanted, her climax was hard and long and she felt that knowing it was forbidden to allow them to take advantage of her body like this, she could not say no and she realised that at some time they would want to fuck her and this thought began to fill her mind with excitement.John was at work with his team of three guys Ben, Dan and Josh they have many shared interests and got on well together, because they had made good profit’s the last quarter John suggested they have a night in the pub to celebrate, they thought this to be a great idea so John phoned Marion and told her their plans. Marion agreed it was a good idea as it was a man thing and would strengthen their working bond. After several hours drinking they were all getting a bit pissed and the conversation turned to sex as they eyed all the talent in the pub, each one telling the others who they would fuck and also the reason why, this went on for a while when Josh said that he only really fancied one woman and that it was Marion, this made John listen more intently to what josh said and the reason he found Marion so desirable. Josh was saying how vibrant and slim and entertaining and sexy he found her and how lucky John was that he got to fuck her and in fact he also knew that Ben and Dan had also said that they would love to get with her. John wondered if he could turn this information to his advantage in the future. This almost drunken conversation made John think of what Marion had briefly told him about what happened when she was seventeen and had been out with a group of friends and how they had met up with some rugby players who were out celebrating a winning game.Somehow during the evening as they had all been drinking quite a lot someone in the group suggested a club and they all made their way to it however it turned out that Marion ended up alone with four fit young men who took her in a taxi but they went to a house instead, she soon realised they wanted sex and if she did not comply then they would rape her, within minutes she was stripped naked and pushed onto the sofa. The oldest of the men said that as long as she fucked one of them then she could go home but she had to choose which one and that the others would only watch and take pictures, Marion complied choosing the youngest, and as he fucked her she realised that she was extremely excited that they were being watched and secretly she loved it, when it was finished they were true to their word and let her go. Marion briefly explained that when she masturbated herself it was always to the same scenario of being watched over by other men while being fucked vigorously by someone younger this had never failed to give her huge orgasms knowing that they all wanted to push their cock’s into her wet pussy. John arrived home quite late and slightly drunker than she had ever seen him before and although she was still wanting attention decided to let him sleep it off and therefore he went straight to bed. In the morning he told her that as Christmas was coming he was going to invite his friends around for a boys party and they had better make some plans to accommodate him with food and drink and anything else they might need. John told Marion that Boxing day would be perfect as all their friends would be available to come over the holidays, so he began to select who they would ask, when this was done he showed Marion his list it read, Stan, Adam, Mark, Ben, Dan, Josh himself and Marion.John said he would get some DVD’s loads of beer some playing cards, a dartboard and a sports quiz and they could have a really good time and of course Marion could act as an adjudicator and hostess and that he would also specify fancy dress as a theme, and asked her what she thought and if she agreed with his ideas. Marion was more than happy with his suggestions especially knowing she was the only woman and that she would get loads of attention from them all and so it was arranged.John and Marion went to bed that evening and since the episode with Stan previously they had not had any penetrative sex at all and by now with all that had gone on between the boys her and Flash she was becoming very frustrated and fondled John’s cock which immediately sprang to life, she slid under the covers and began sucking his now hard cock off, she licked and sucked longer and deeper and this was now beginning to have a great affect on him and he exploded his cum deep into her throat so much so she almost gagged but managed to swallow every drop he produced.Licking her lips she rolled onto her back opening her legs wide to hopefully receive his already raging cock inside her soaking wet pussy but John stopped her saying that Stan had forbidden them to fuck until he told them to and it would be more than amazing when he did fuck her and she would get a much stronger orgasm than she had ever had so she had to wait and be patient. Marion was so disappointed and frustrated she got up saying she was going downstairs to watch TV, John rolled over and went to sleep.Marion maid herself a drink and as she got the milk from the fridge she saw the banana split the boys had left her it suddenly became a thing of desire and as she picked it up running her fingers up and down its length she opened her dressing gown lay down on the sofa and with one hand fingering her now wet pussy her imagination running wild, she began seeing in her mind's eye the events from when she was younger now going through what happened with Stan and the boys and then Flash the dog and his tongue she began to push the banana at the entrance to her vagina and working into her body screwing left then right pushing evermore inside until she was filled, eyes closed and into the raptures of climax her mind racing she began to moan in ecstasy.She heard a noise and opening her eyes she saw John with his video camera filming her every move and shudder, she had never been caught in this situation before and never had she been filmed while she masturbated herself but she could not stop and John never uttered a word he just kept on filming her until she climaxed. She slowly began removing the banana from her pussy just like a real cock it was now softening from her body heat and when it was out she raised it to her mouth and began to eat it firstly in small nibbles and then in greater bites until most of it was devoured. Without a word spoken John and Marion went up to bed and fell asleep.Christmas day arrived and Marion and John exchanged gifts she gave him tickets to a sporting event that he liked and new clothes he gave her perfume, money, tickets for a spa day out a selection of agent provocateur underwear and a mystery package he told her to unwrap on boxing day at the party, she was intrigued by this and put the present in the lounge until boxing day. They had a lovely Christmas day together and after lunch went out for a walk to get some air and exercise. As they walked they met up with Stan the boys Adam and Mark and flash the dog who were walking across the common together they wished each other happy Christmas and John reminded them about the party the next day. They responded in kind and said how they were looking forward to it. Adam asked John and Marion if it was ok to bring Flash as would be on his own as the boys parent’s were away visiting relatives, John replied yes of course bring him along he can have some bones for his dinner. John and Marion went home and just had a relaxing time in front of the telly until it was time for bed. On the morning of boxing day they got up and made final seating arrangements for their meal. John began mixing some spirits to make a punch bowl there was enough booze in it to keep everyone going all day and night he also ensured that there were plenty of other types of drink as well just to cater for every ones tastes. It was about 2’oclock and they both showered, then John produced their fancy dress costumes.Marion smiled as she got dressed as John had chosen as her theme what else but Mrs. Christmas the outfit was scarlet red with a hood trimmed with white fur it had a short mini skirt and her underwear was a red thong emblazoned with HAPPY XMAS on its crotch, the top of the outfit was cut low showing plenty of her breasts and attached to her black belt was a set of handcuffs covered in fur. When John came down he was dressed as you would expect as Santa himself and he carried a sack full of presents in one hand, his white beard and hair set of his rugged features and with his black boots he was a sight to behold, they opened a bottle of champagne that John had bought and John took some pictures as they waited for their guests to arrive.Just after 4’oclock the doorbell rang and their guests came in the house they looked resplendent in their costumes and each was carrying a plastic pick and shovel as they entered the lounge they began to sing Hi, Ho Hi, Ho, it’s off to work we go. They had chosen to come as the seven dwarfs except there was only six so that’s why they brought Flash to make number seven.John and Marion thought it hilarious and knew they were in for a great party and began serving drink’s to each and every one even Adam and Mark were drinking the punch and beginning to get tipsy. John gathered them around saying that they would start with a drinking test then a quiz and that they would all receive prizes highest to lowest he declared that Marion would keep score and be the adjudicator but first of all it was a drinking game, who could down a pint of his punch in the fastest time. They all got a pint and Marion shouted drink the winner in under10 seconds was Stan closely followed by young Josh the rest either didn’t finish or gave up entirely. The quiz questions would be 40 general knowledge and 10 true or false questions with a twist and that it would begin in the lounge once everyone was provided with another drinkMarion went to the kitchen to get the drinks and she could see Flash lying on a blanket that John had put down.Marion laughed as Flash had also been dressed in a dwarf costume obviously made for him she filled a bowl of water and put it on the floor near him as she squatted down he sniffed the air sensing the aroma that was emanating from Marion’s pussy and she noticed his cock peeking out at her. She returned to the lounge with the tray of drinks and put them on the table.John told Marion to sit on the chair opposite facing both sofa’s and all the men and boys, he then provided everyone with pen and paper as Marion read out each question she moved her body only very slightly which allowed a good viewing point for each to glimpse beneath her costume to what lie concealed she realised all eyes were transfixed on her thigh and pussy area and after the 40 questions had been answered John called a halt telling Marion to add up all the scores and announce the order in which all had finished. Stan had won followed by Ben ,Dan, Josh, Adam Mark and then surprisingly John.Marion asked about the 10 true or false questions to which John announced that the twist was that starting in order that Marion had to answer any questions put to her truthfully on any topic, the guys all thought this a brilliant idea and began thinking what to ask, for this to work Marion would have to cooperate fully. All eyes were on Marion as John asked if she wanted to take part and with urging from them all she said yes.John asked Marion to get more drink’s while the group decided the questions and so she went off to the kitchen with the tray for refills.John said about fifteen minutes should do, so she could have a drink herself while she waited and that he had prepared her favourite and left it on the counter.As Marion had her drink she began to wonder what she might be asked and whether she could give the answers. This set her mind going and as she was lost in thought she hadn’t noticed Flash had moved closer to her, when he suddenly but calmly rose upwards and began dry humping her leg she was a little startled but began to push him back down when she noticed his fully engorged cock swinging beneath his body.Marion thought to herself how impressive it was in both size and width and how many bitches had he been bred with and how many pups he had sired more than any man could ever hope to achieve she guessed as she backed away his cock began to ooze some glistening cum on the tip of it and she touched it with a finger which she quickly put to her lips she licked and immediately could taste the saltiness which she liked so much.John called out to her to come back to the lounge, she drained her glass in one told Flash to lie down picked up the drinks tray and went in, each guy took his drink had a good swig as she sat on the chair they had pulled the sofa’s nearer and all were in touching distance of her. John took control and asked Marion if she was ready and if so that she must answer truthfully and with detail any question put to her. She agreed and so Stan asked her the first question as he had the best score previously.Stan said since I masturbated you have you had a cock enter your pussy at all since that day and if so whose was it and did it satisfy you. Marion answered by saying although she had some sexual encounters that she had not had any cock since Stan had masturbated her to climax and she was extremely frustrated as she needed a cock desperately. The whole group looked at one another and nearly to a man began licking their lips.Ben then asked her if what she said was the truth was it true or false that she would fuck with someone old as well with someone really young. Marion asked him to clarify what he meant so he said let’s say Stan who is in his sixties and Mark who is only fourteen as an example. Marion thought and replied that as long as they had good cock’s and could give her an orgasm it did not bother her if they were old or young or even together one after the other as long as they fucked her properly.Dan then asked was it true or false that she liked performing and being watched by others when she was being fucked and if it mattered how many cock’s she sucked and fucked or if it was filmed. Marion replied that it was true the reason being that she was force fucked when she was younger by a group of boys down by the river bank where she once lived, she had not even told John what had happened and how much she liked it and wanted it to happen again but was hoping he would understand her needs and still want her.Josh asked if it was true that she had been involved with any unusual sexual encounters and if it was would she tell him what had happened and if she liked it would she do it again and even take it further than she had. Marion asked Josh to be more specific as to what he meant and he replied that Adam and Mark told him that she had not only sucked their cocks but that she had sucked their dog Flash’s cock as well and that if this was true would she actually like to be fucked by the dog. Marion smiled slightly and said it was true that she did suck the dog but was unsure if the dog could actually fuck her so put it to the back of her mind until she went in the kitchen earlier and Flash began dry humping her leg and this had excited her and made her wet.Adam and Mark asked her if when she was younger and first experimenting with masturbation if it was true she used a variety of toys or other items to make herself come. Marion said it was true after masturbating with her fingers she needed something larger to play with and to fill her pussy as she became so wet that it was easy to insert various objects inside her pussy which gave her bigger and better climaxes, they wanted to hear in detail at what age did this begin and how long before used these items and what were they. Marion began by saying she was 13/14 when she began by rubbing her pussy because she was starting to get urges and would get extremely wet and horny if she heard or saw anything of a sexual nature and would have to masturbate to relieve herself as soon as she could. The first time she remembered using something inside herself it was soon after coming home from school, she got off the bus and was confronted by a large dog who had mounted a bitch and was fucking it like crazy she wondered how it could keep thrusting in and out with such rapidity and somehow she became very wet with an urge to bring herself off.She rushed upstairs to her bedroom and stripped naked lay across her bed with her legs spread wide open she placed a mirror between them so she could see her pulsating pussy lips fully engorged and new she needed something harder than her fingers and so she inserted the handle of her hair brush and vigorously and with the thought of the dogs cock in her head she began to not only masturbate herself as she lifted her body up to meet each insertion and in moments exploded in floods of her own juices which were now running out of her pussy down her thighs and onto her bed. She realised that it was as if she was being fucked for the first time and was much different from just rubbing her clit and pussy.From then on she was always looking at objects with a view that they might become her next sexual toy and began using the various items to gain more and more pleasure as her body developed.Adam and Mark were now transfixed and it was apparent with the bulges showing in their pants, their imaginations were obviously running riot and they wanted Marion to tell them what else she used and what was the best thing that gave her the most satisfaction when she came.Marion began listing different things beginning with the brush then a bar of soap a banana and a cucumber a wine bottle and then one day whilst she was home alone and bored she went into her mother's bedroom to look for something and on opening a drawer was confronted by a large black vibrator it was over 10 inches in length and thick across it’s girth she recognised what it was as she once glimpsed her mother watching a film and a woman on the screen had a similar object almost fully inserted inside her pussy and was thrusting her hips as it brought her to orgasm but she was very young when this happened and not yet fully experimenting sexually.Marion turned the switch of this monster cock she was now holding and as it began to pulse and throb she climaxed at the thought of such a thing in her pussy she almost ripped her knickers off and plunged it inside her now soaking wet vagina easily accommodating more and more until it was almost entirely fully inside she upped the speed and was soon being fucked to oblivion and beyond when she finally stopped she realised it was the best thing she had ever used and would use it as often as she could in the future.The whole group were watching her every move and listening to her graphic description of accounts that it took John a while to relax the mood slightly by saying that it was his turn to ask a question and with this he began, more by guile and a wanting to guide Marion’s answers he was using the funnel technique which is used to narrow the choices made downwards until the questioner discovers exactly what is desired by the interviewee.He asked what was better masturbation or cock. Marion answered cock.He then asked young cock or old cock. Marion replied young.He then asked single cock or multiple cock. Marion answered multiple cock.He then asked small cocks or large cocks. Marion answered large.He then changed the questioning to fucking and asked Marion if she liked slow or rapid strokes she replied rapid.He then asked single fuck or gangbang. She replied gangbang.He then asked audience or no audience. She replied audience.He then asked filmed or not filmed. She replied filmed.As each question was answered the picture became clearer as to her sexual needs and preferences.Each and every man and boy in the room were now fully erect and aroused, as they listened to John’s questioning their imaginations were working on what might yet occur before them and how they would participate in having some say in it.John began to summarise all the answers and questions by saying that they now all knew that Marion wanted to be fucked rather than masturbated she wanted it to be by someone younger and his cock to be large, she also wanted to be fucked rapidly and did not mind if there were more than one person fucking her at a time and that she would like it filmed so she could watch it herself whenever she wanted.They all listened to John as he completed his summary. Then as he looked into Marion’s eyes he said there was a final question that needed to be asked and answered and if they all agreed then he would ask it.Marion looked puzzled as she tried to work out what the question was, and looking at each of them in turn as they stood or sat very near to her with her juices in full flow knowing that at some time she was going to have as much cock as her pussy wanted and maybe could possibly handle. She listened closely for the question and as John spoke she hardly heard what he said because she was distracted by Mark who was now playing with his penis in full view of them all, she wasn’t sure what he said but thought he said human cock or dog cock and looking into their faces and hearing them all call out answer she lowered her head slightly and whispered her answer. John lifted her head and repeated the question saying she must answer and it must be truthful and they must all hear her response.Marion just uttered the word DOG cock and as one they clapped and cheered wildly.John took control and said it was decided and that Marion should take a shower and rest while they prepared for her to have what she desired.The lounge was made ready with cushions scattered all around the floor a film was playing on screen showing animal farm, the boys brought Flash in and Stan place sock’s and pads on his front paws so that Marion did not get scratched when the dog was fucking her and so Marion returned she was dressed only in a white thong and see through top her breasts were firm and her nipples erect and the smell from her pussy was heavy as she started to get aroused at what was about to happen all the men and the boys were naked with everyone’s penis fully erect.Stan had his camera set up and there was a single mattress and stool in the middle of the room. All of them were in a semi circle so they could see everything and still watch the TV screen as they waited for the start of something special.John positioned Marion on the mattress on her knees and with her leaning forward on the chair her buttocks parted slightly that everyone could see the thin strap of her thong was pulled tightly into her pussy and that glimpses of wetness appeared between her thighs she was breathing quite heavily at the thoughts running through her mind, here she was surrounded by an audience of naked men and boys about to indulge in her greatest fantasy and she was excited as never before. John spoke to the boys telling them to let Flash free and to the rest of the men just to allow things to happen naturally as he was sure that this would be the best thing to do and would get their imaginations flowing as to the possibilities to future events.Little did they all know that since John had first met Marion and they were first intimate he harboured thoughts as to how he could control her for his own sexual gratification and that as he learned about her desires and fantasies he began to introduce small elements of her wants into their sex life. After they had first fucked, he noted small details that she had uttered and began storing these in his mind and as they became more adventurous he made comments and suggestions as he fucked her and watched her reactions and felt her passions erupt when he did this. There were clues into what situations he could orchestrate her and if he could manipulate her mind to think that some of what he wanted her to do was not extraordinary but was in fact common place and that many women acted and felt as she did in pursuit of her own sexuality.He often reflected when she told him about her younger days and being forced by a group and how she secretly enjoyed what they had done with her and on another occasion when she was exposed to both an older man followed by a young boy who had blackmailed her into fucking and sucking them both but the turning point was when they had been out and were returning home and they came across a dog and bitch fucking in the park and that on seeing the dog’s cock Marion remarked that she had never noticed how large and red in colour it was and how lucky the bitch was in having such a cock inside her. John had noticed at this time that Marion was watching almost fascinated by what she witnessed and actually asked if they could watch till it had finished, John agreed of course and they sat and watched as the dog continued to fuck the bitch, after this they went home but that night when in bed Marion was extremely eager to have sex almost demanding and pleading for him to fuck her hard.This he did and as she orgasmed she uttered the words good boy under her breath but he had heard her and realised what she was thinking of and when only minutes later she asked to be fucked from behind doggy fashion, John knew for certain he would be able to introduce her to many sexual scenario’s and that she would comply without question it was only a matter of organisation and manipulation and he would have all his own needs and fantasies met.As his thoughts returned to the moment he began to realise that his wife was about to be fucked by everyone and the dog his imagination began to work overtime as his own desires were to be made reality and his cock was engorged to an extent that he had never achieved just by playing with it or letting Marion suck it, he almost erupted as Flash began sniffing at Marion’s buttocks he snorted as he sniffed the area of her pussy and began licking and lapping frantically at her juices. Marion began to moan and groan as he licked her and realising she could not control her body began to shake and contort within seconds and she began pleading with us to let him fuck her of course her pleas fell on deaf ears as everyone was wanking themselves to climax and as each one came they emptied their balls of come over Marion’s back and thighs and this in turn made Flash even more aroused as his penis swung into view a really deep red colour with throbbing veins his knot fully exposed as John guided him towards his now pulsating target John ripped away Marion’s thong and tossed it to Adam and Mark whose eyes were transfixed on Flash’s cock as John slowly pushed it closer and closer to Marion’s pussy. John paused and looking at all of them for approval he held Marion still and positioned Flash so that they could all see him entering her and to ensure that Stan was filming every detail as to her sexual depravity and within one movement Flash’s cock slipped into her pulsating pussy. The dog began to fuck her his thrusting was beginning to gather pace and urgency as he entered her fully and Marion moved in harmony as her body shuddered with orgasm after orgasm she moaned and groaned as he filled her pussy with his hot cum.Marion had closed her eyes as Flashes cock had entered her but now her eyes were open and she surveyed the naked bodies all around her who by now were all stroking their cock’s waiting their turn to fuck her one after the other and so as the dog’ knot began to slip out of her overflowing pussy John reached out and pulled him gently to one side. The dog lay down and immediately began licking at his cock almost with a look of satisfaction that he had fucked her until she came and so starting with the oldest they took turns to fuck Marion to yet more orgasm’s until her body and pussy ached so much she pleaded with John for them to stop and so with them all sexually satisfied they let Marion bathe.The next morning after the gang had left and only John and Marion were in the house he replayed the DVD that Stan had filmed that night and they both watched as the events of the previous day appeared before them .John told Marion that if she wanted they could have more parties with all types of friends both human and canine or whatever she desired at the time and that she might like to experiment with other girls or women if she was up for it as well as he had many lady friends before he met her and also he knew that some of his co workers had bi wives who he would like to fuck and have Marion join in and even film them.Marion agreed saying how much she had enjoyed both his and her own fantasies and that she would be eager to partake in their future parties especially as she had never been with another female and that to start with someone older and experienced so that she could learn what she liked best and then maybe get friendly with a young and developing girl who she could influence and have control over as this thought excited her almost to orgasm and that he could maybe procure a youngster from his many friends children perhaps.They watched until the DVD ended and frantically began to fuck one another to climax. John’s mind reflecting on what Marion had said and he began to ponder about his friends and their female children and seeking out Marion’s first female sexual encounter and with these thought they fell asleep together. END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 79

runawayspunishment.txt

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Author's Note: This story is a fanfiction set in the Gor world. I have no rights to this setting and this text is just written for fun. All honor to John Norman who actually own the Gor setting.***Miran smiled as he watched his female opponent move her Kaissa piece, Mudira's fingers elegantly manipulated the yellow stone figurine representing her Tarnsman and placed in perfect position to capture Miran's Initiate, or Rune Priest as the piece was known in his native North."You play well woman."The Northerner muttered approvingly as he begun to stuff his bosk bone pipe."My father taught me."The dark haired beauty opposite the table from him replied then the expression in her large eyes grew distant and she looked down at the table."Your move."Mudira never spoke of her past, Miran did not even know where the small magician was from, though from her accent he could guess she had grown up in the area around Ar. Miran sigh as he moved his Ubara or Jarl's Woman, Mudira was exactly the kind of female he should not be attracted to, a low caste street entertainer with a bad past, but no matter how much his reason told him to walk away, his heart pulled him towards the mysterious young magician."Will you ever tell me about him Mudira? Your father?"The Tarnsman asked as he gave his dark haired friend a half glance."I mean I have known you for some time now... I have courted you for some time now, do you not think I deserve to know about my future free companion's family?"Miran had intended the question as a good way to bring up the subject of potential companionship in the future but Mudira's eyes filled with shock and something akin to pain as she looked up from the carved, stone, game pieced and met the warrior's gaze."M-me Miran? You want to offer me companionship? But you are a high cast noble and I am nothing but a lowly street entertainer, I-I..."Mudira stuttered and Miran grinned slightly and closed his fingers around the magician's much smaller hand."So you do not fancy me then My Lady? A companionship with me would not please you?"Miran spoke the words as if in jest but inside his heart trembled in fear for what the magician women would answer. Mudira leaned a little closer and put her other hand on top of the Tarnsman's rough fingers and looked deeply into his eyes before she lowered her eyes and blushed."Nothing would please it more... my love..."The street entertainer's voice trembled."But I am not worthy, you should be companioned to a lady from a great house, not an outcast like me who perform tricks and read fortunes on streets and taverns to earn coin to buy enough food to fill my belly... and besides... besides I have scars, I am not beautiful..."Miran reached out with one of his large hands and placed his index finger under Mudira's delicate chin and lifted her head until his blue eyes met her dark brown."My father is dead and I have no other family my love, I might be of a high caste but I am not a nobleman, I can choose my woman as I please..."The Tarnsman said then he sigh, he suspected it was these scars Mudira spoke of which was the problem and not her linage, women were known to be vein. Miran had off course not seen any scars, the magician did not cover her face, many females of low castes went without a face veil, but the rest of her slender body was draped in brown and gold embroidered white robes, a free woman would not go around and show off her body, but in either case the marks surly was not as bad as Mudira seemed to believe."As for scars, I do not care my love, your face is beautiful, your eyes are passionate, what more could a man want from the woman he loves. Nothing stand in our way, if you will it, we can become free companions and live the years together."Mudira looked into the Tarnman's eyes as if she was hypnotized and just could not bare to look away, then one, glittering tear rolled down her milk white cheek and she suddenly stood."Forgive me, I have to go."The street entertainer muttered in a shaken voice and then she all but ran out of the room.***Two days had passed since Miran had broached the subject of companionship with Mudira and for two days the magician had avoided her suitor, going so far as to pack up and move her show to another street when she saw the Tarnsman coming towards her. Miran wonder what he had said which had upset the small street performer so, one early spring evening, however he ended up getting more answers than he would have liked. Miran was on his way back to the tavern he had rented a room in when he heard a commotion coming from a nearby market square and deciding it was too early for dinner just yet the large Northerner decided to go and have a look at what the fuss was all about. In the middle of a group of shouting onlookers stood a tall, thin man who spoke with a heavy English accent indicating he had once lived on Earth.On the ground beside the former barbarian, much to Miran's shock, sat Mudira, a red mark forming on her milky cheek indicating that the barbarian had hit her. Miran did not wait to see more, no one put a hand on his woman and lived to tell the tale, with a roar of rage he unsheltered his father's sword and all but leaped through the crowd to come to the magician's defense."Hey you, leave that woman alone!"Miran demanded as he pointed the tip of his sword at the Earthman's heart."How dare you hit a free woman!"The tall, thin stranger turned his face to coldly regard Miran, the weapon pointing directly at his heart might as well not have been there."Simply Sir, I dare because this wench is not a free woman, she is a runnaway slave and I have been tasked with hunting her down and giving her a sound punishment to prevent others from repeating her sins. My name is Joseph Ullman, formerly of Earth, now of the Caste of Slavers."Miran's eyes became thin slits of anger."You will not sully the Lady Mudira's repetition in such a manner, you have the wrong woman, now apologize and leave before I take your head!"The Earthman gave a dry laugh at the threats leveled at his person before he reached into his embroidered west and brought out some official looking papers."Here is my authorization to hunt this woman down, and this is her papers of ownership."The tall man explained but Miran was not placated but scribbles on parchment."I am telling you man, you have the wrong woman, this is the Lady Mudira of Ar a honorable member of the Magician Caste, there is no way she could be a runaway kajira."The slave hunter was about to respond when Mudira slowly rose to her feet and with a small, frightened voice said."Please Miran, my love, do not spill blood, the words this man speak is true, I-I... am a runaway slave."***The crowd began to shout and scream, demanding that Mudira be punished for having the gall to pretend to be free, for Miran however it was as if every sound died and the world went completely still, Mudira... his Mudira... a slave? No it could not be!"Mudira... my love... I..."The Tarnman begun then he gasped as the Magician slowly begun to undo the clasps and laces of her robes of concealment, like a snake shedding it's skin the fabric fell of her slender body and there before Miran and the crowd Mudira stood completely naked. The Northerner could feel tears begin to roll down his rough cheeks, his beloved had not lied when she said she was scarred, all over her body the Magician's fair skin was pock marked with burns and scars and on her upper left thigh, the kef brand, marking her a kajira."H-how, why would you keep this from me Mudira?"The Tarnsman asked with sadness in his voice. The runaway looked down shamefully and whispered."I was afraid Miran, so afraid that I would be discovered and sent back."Mudira slowly sank down to her knees and begun to sob."Is this why you would not accept my offer of Companionship, you feared I would discover that you are nothing but a slave?"Miran asked and he did not know if he was angry that he had been lied to or relieved that his beloved's reluctance was not due to a lack of love."Yes, you do not know how much I desire to be with you my love, but I was a coward."Mudira wept and the Tarnman sigh before he walked over to the woman he loved and pulled her naked form into his arms."Tell me my love, tell me your story, there is no need to hide anymore."The slave shuddered as she wept but then in a weak voice she begun to speak."I was born to wealthy Merchant and his companion, but my father was a gambler and he lost everything playing dice, eventually he had nothing of value left to pay what he owed with, nothing but me. I remember my mother's tears as the slavers came for me, but my father reassured me, he told me I was beautiful so most likely I would live a comfortable life as someone's treasured property... that was not to be my fate."Mudira said and sigh as fresh tears ran down her cheeks and dripped down onto her skinny chest."I was sold from man to man, somewhere kind, some I grew to love, but then I was sold to a Metal Worker with a cruel streak. For fifty years I served Master Kilas, he was kind enough most of the time, but when he had to much drink he grew violent and took that rage out on me."The Magician's voice grew more and more distant and sad as she spoke and Miran hugged her tighter, slaves on Gor where property, their owners could do with them as they pleased. Most Gorean men highly prized their beautiful, feminine slaves and bondmaids usually lived easy, protected lives, but when you had a bad seed there was nothing in the laws or codes to protect a poor slave girl from being abused by her Master."I endured my Master's abused and tried my best to serve him well despite what he did to me, but my loyalty was poorly rewarded, when my owner took and apprentice he gave me to him, as a training canvas for branding."Mudira's legs gave way under her as she got to this point of her tale and Miran had to hold the girl up, this explained allot, the Magician's irrational fear of fire, the gruesome scars on her body. It was a cruel but necessary part of a young Metal Worker's training, he would need the skills to brand girls beautifully and so each Metal Worker apprentice would get a cheap girl or two and brand her over and over until he knew how to perfectly mark female flesh."It must have been gruesome my love, but sometimes a slave's lot is cruel."Miran whispered in a comforting tone of voice."Was it from this Metal Worker apprentice you ran?"Mudira shook her head as she sobbed into the Tarnsman's shoulder."No, eventually I was so broken down from the constant pain and torture that I was close to death, Master Kilas sold me to some miners...I was taken away to my death, to be worked in the mines until I collapsed it was from them that I ran. I managed to steal a free woman's robes and got away."Miran sigh and nods."I understand..."The Tarnsman whispered under his breath."I understand."Miran turned to the slave hunter and fixed Jacob with his blue stare."I will buy her, that should solve your problem would it not, I am sure your employer would rather have coin than a rebellious slut."Ullman shook his head."Forgive me Sir but that will not be satisfactory, my employer does not care about the cost of this wench, he want to make sure she is punished to deter others from trying to escape from their rightful Masters."Miran sigh and nods, runaway slaves where always punished harshly and the Tarnman understood the reason why such a practice would be needed."What are you going to do to her Ullman?"Miran said and Jacob took a long, rope like, object from the packs at his feet."The wench will be beaten with a snake and branded as a runaway."Miran sigh, that slaves where whipped where a common occurrence, it was needed to keep the wenches in line, usually however either the five bladed Gorean slave whip was used, or a belt, a snake whip however was more a weapon than a tool of punishment, it cut flesh and could easily kill. Miran looked down at the weeping woman in his arms, by the Priest Kings he loved her, free or slave and he could not bear the thought of losing her."I understand the need to punish her Ullman, however I will handle her punishment, and once it is done you will take my coin back to her former owner, she is mine now."The Tarnsman's blue eyes burned into the slaver's gray and eventually the Earthmen nodded."Very well, one hundred lashes..." Jacob said as he tossed the snake whip he was holding to the tall warrior who easily caught it.Miran had to fight to keep his raging emotions in check, yes he understood that a runaway slave needed to be punished but this was Mudira, his Mudira, and one hundred lashed with a snake whip, that could easily kill the frail looking woman."I have to do this my beloved, please live for me."The Tarnsman whispered to the shivering girl in his arms, before he begun to lead her towards the center of the market square where there stood a whipping post."Please Miran... please do not do this."Mudira sobbed and the Tarnsman sigh, he had to make his heart like steel to be able to do what he had to here today."You are a slave my love, address me properly, now I have to obey the laws, but when this is done I will take care of you, all will be well, you just have to be brave for me... can you do that Mudira? Be brave for me?"The Magician shivered, her body shook with sobs but she did manage to mutter."I-I... will try Master."The old Tarnsman quickly bound the runaway's wrists to the whipping post then he planted a loving kiss on the top of her dark head."You will live my love, you will survive for me."Miran whispered then he stepped back and blinked the tears out of his blue eyes. Around him the crowd was cheering, they were eager to see the runaway bleed, and bleed she would. The Tarnsman lifted the whip and snapped it in the air to test the balance, the slave girl whimpered as she heard the whip crack. Miran nodded, he was ready."I am going to begin now Mudira, remember to breathe and try to stay calm and remember that when this is over I will not abandon you."The street performer cried and begged for mercy but Miran steeled his heart against her pleas as he drew his arm back and then swung the whip. Mudira screamed as the thin rope of leather landed on her back and raised a red, angry wealth across her shoulders. The second strike opened a deep cut that oozed blood, the third sliced into the small of Mudira's slender back. Again and again the whip danced over the runaway's back and every time the whip landed the slave girl screamed. Miran felt each scream his beloved uttered as a knife in his heart, but he had no choice, a runaway slave had to be punished and he could only pray that the girl would survive this ordeal.***When fifty lashes had landed the slave's back looked as red as a velvet cape, there was so many cuts that the bruises could not be seen as they where covered with blood and Miran had begun to aim for the fragile woman's butt cheeks and tights to spread the strikes out and increase the chance that the runaway would survive. The Tarnsman flicked the whip to shake blood from it then he walked over to Mudira and gently stroked her hair with his hand."Shh my love, we are halfway done, it will all be over soon."Miran was not sure if the screaming, weeping girl could understand his words in the middle of his misery, but he hoped that he was able to at least offer her a bit of comfort. The Tarnsman went to the nearby well and filled a wooded cup with fresh, cold water and then walked back to the bound slave and pressed the cup to her dry and shaking lips."Drink girl."Miran whispered and when the slave only continued to beg and scream he sigh and stroked her hair again."You need to drink or you will die my love, please for me."The Tarnsman whispered and slowly, so very slowly the slave girl opened her lips and gulped down a little water."Good girl, shh, my brave girl all will soon be better."Miran whispered before he kissed his beloved on the forehead before he went behind her again to continue the punishment.The last fifty whip strokes was not any easier than the first, Mudira just hung from her restraints now, shaking in pain and moaning and it worried Miran just how weak the girl was getting. By the time the one hundred lashes had been delivered Mudira was barely conscious, she was only whimpering and muttering incoherently, completely lost in her suffering, but she was alive. Miran tossed the bloody whip to Ullman and growled."Let us get on with it then, you wanted her branded?"Jacob nodded."Yes with a punishment brand to let everyone see she is a runaway, bring her!"Miran nodded darkly before he went to his beloved's side and used his belt knife to cut the ropes that held her wrists. Mudira was not able to stand and she just fell into her new Master's arms like a sack of grain. Miran silently prayed that the runway would remain in a daze though the second part of her punishment, with her fear of fire she really did not need to feel a hot iron mark her skin one more time. The Tarnsman scooped the fragile looking slave girl into his arms and carried her beaten and bleeding body through the streets as he followed the slave hunter towards a Metal Worker's shop."Mark her face."Ordered Ullman as the Tarnsman put the wounded slave girl down on the workshop's floor."Hum, the face, then it is better if you two hold her than to restrain her with straps.""The large Metal Worker who Ullman probably had a prior arrangement with said and Miran nodded, he would rather hold his wounded property than bind her right now."I readied the brand for you Jacob as soon as I heard you where ready to apprehend your runaway."The Metal Worker continued and confirmed Miran's suspicious."It is hot and ready to go."The Tarnsman placed Mudira so that he could lean her left cheek against his tight and then hold her head with both his arms. The slave girl was beginning to wake from her daze now so Miran snapped."Hurry man, get it over with!"The Metal Worker did not hesitate, with trained movements he removed a glowing red brand from the coals and then pressed it quickly against Mudira's pale cheek. The slave let out a scream that made the windows clatter, and she fought against the hands holding her with utter desperation."Calm my love, calm, shhh soon over... soon over."Miran whispered as the Metal Worker removed the brand and revealed a angry, red symbol burned into Mudira's pretty face, a symbol that forever marked her as a runaway slave. The street entertainer continued screaming, her shriek crew hoarse and still she screamed and then finally she collapsed against her Master's thigh and fainted."Are we done now?"Miran asked the slave hunter as he cradled the unconscious Mudira in his arms. Ullman shook his head."Not quite yet, the useless slut have to be shown her place."Miran glanced angrily at Jacob."I think she have gotten the message."Ullman shrugged."That is not up to you, bring her, it is time the slave men in this city get some entertainment."Miran growled but he did as ordered and lifted the unconscious slave and carried her back to the market square where Jacob addressed the crowd."Men, this wench dared to run from her Master, she have been beaten and marked, but her hubris need to be cured, this whore is not good enough for free men's cocks, but allow your slaves to use her to show her that she now is worth less than the dirt under my booths."Many of the men in the gathered crowds grinned at this and urged their male slaves forward. Miran sigh he put Mudira on the ground and using a short, leather strap bound her thin wrists together, he hoped this was the last of the punishments that Ullman had planned for the Magician for there was only so much the fragile, young slave could take.Gorean men love sex, it is a natural part of their lives, it is no less natural for enslaved men, but they generally have less chance to express their desires so the property who now eagerly gathered around Mudira had probably not left their seed in a woman in years. The first slave man took a hold of the Magician's hips and buried himself in her cunt, a second slave begun to fuck her limp mouth. Under the onslaught of the two cocks pounding her Mudira woke up and she begun to whimper in fear and pain. The slave who was pleasing himself in the Magician's cunt grunted as he came and another took his place. Mudira was fucked in her cunt, her ass and her throat, some of the slave men where kind but most just wanted a warm hole to dump sperm in. By the time the ordeal ended over fifty slave men had fucked Mudira in every hole and the girl was covered in sticky slave cum which oozed out of every one of her sex holes. Mudira was making tiny, sore sounds and there was a look of terror and hopelessness in her dark eyes. Ullman grinned, he pulled his manhood out of his trousers and aimed it at the suffering slave girl."Well then the cunt is yours. I will have the paperwork written up by a scribe and we can meet tomorrow and take care of business."The slave hunter said before he urinated on Mudira, as piss hit her whipped back the slave girl let out a weak scream before she went back to her sore mewling. Miran glared daggers at Ullman but he nodded."As you will."He said and then he waited for the slave hunter to leave before he picked his new property up and carried back to her tavern room.***Mudira was a mess, blood and semen covered her from to to toe. Miran had gotten one of the tavern wenches to bring him some fresh wash cloths and a bowl of warm water and now he sat patiently whipping blood and grime off the whimpering Magician's body while he whispered sweet nothings to console her."There now, all will be well. Let us just clean you up, I have sent for a physician who will come and help you. Oh Mudira you are mine now, I know others have mistreated you, but I will make you my love slave and spoil you."The former Magician coughed slightly and whimpered, she twisted her bound hands pitifully and Miran realized that the ropes probably reminded her of her ordeal."Here, I will help you."The Tarnman said as he undid the knots holding the ropes and then released the girl's hands."Be calm Mudira my love, your hands are free now, see move them a little... there... better now?"Miran cooed and the street entertainer nodded weakly.Slowly as Miran washed the slave girl and whispered comforting words to her Mudira calmed down, tears still streamed down her face but the sobs stopped."B-but Master... how can you love me, I am ugly and scarred... like that man said, I am only good for slave men to fuck."Mudira said in a whimpering, weak voice. Miran bent down to kiss the girl on her forehead."You are beautiful in my eyes Mudira," the Tarnsman said. "And let me show you just how desirable I think you are."Miran slowly turned the slave girl so she lay on her side then he gently lay down behind her and released his manhood from his loincloth."This will hurt a little my love, but it will be the last painful thing that will happen to you, and I do this just to show how much I desire you, scars and all."Miran maneuvered his cock to Mudira's well used and bruised anal open and very slowly pushed the fat head into her. The Magician let out long, soft mewl. "Ahhh auuuughhh!" Mudira moaned and the whimper grew loader and Miran pushed all of his ten inch cock into her abused hole."I am sorry my love, I know it hurt, I am not going to make a habit of hurting you, but I will take an orgasm in your ass to show you that your holes is more than good enough for a free man to use."Miran held his new slave as carefully as he could as he slowly begun to move his hips, it was a little disgusting to know that there was unknown amounts of slave sperm in that bruised hole, but soon the silky walls of Mudira's anal opening pressing against his penis soon made the Tarnsman forget such concerns as he eagerly fucked his broken slave in the ass."Shh, I need to fuck you harder. I need to come in your ass!"Miran grunted as he sped up and fucked the battered slave girl with wild abandon. Mudira screamed and begged for mercy but Miran was to lost in pleasure to care and soon he screamed as an orgasm took him and he shoot a huge, white load deep into the Magician's ass."See, I desire you my love... now rest until the physician comes, all the painful things are done down."Miran whispered and he wrapped his arms comfortingly around the shivering slave girl."I know that to you slavery have meant pain and abuse, but I will change that, you do not need to run anymore Mudira, you are safe with me. I do not care if anyone think that I am to soft, I will spoil and pamper you, I will make you happy."The Tarnsman whispered but Mudira did not hear him, she was so hurt and so exhausted and there enclosed by her new Master's strong arms and with his cock buried deep into her sore ass she had fallen into a deep sleep, finally she was safe.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inany way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously considerseeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 81

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Gabrielle, or Gabby as her friends know her, was known by all of her family and friends as a "sweet girl". She spent her first 9 years in Southern France living on a farm that had been in the family for generations. She grew up a cute, perky little girl with a carefree attitude and impeccable manners towards her elders. Her father landed a wonderful opportunity in the States and they relocated into an upper middle class neighborhood next door to a well-to-do family with a 9 year old girl named Andrea.Andrea had the potential to be sweet but that was quickly forgotten as she entered school and soon figured out that most of the children did not have the same "means" as her and therefore developed a nasty habit of looking down at most of her classmates. She did have a small circle of friends that she considered to be worthy and her and her group soon became known as the "rich bitches". The girls considered it a badge of honor and did their best to keep the reputation alive.This was the influence that poor Gabrielle fell into by the luck of the draw. Her sweetness and purity shone brightly as she spent more and more time with Andrea. As time wore on and the girls grew Gabrielle's outlook on life began to influence Andrea. It wasn't obvious but slowly Andrea was becoming more and more accepting of "others". Most people chalked the attitude change up to maturity.Both girls were considered "cute" by little girl standards but when puberty hit they both blossomed into voluptuous, beautiful young women. Their looks combined with their attitude made them very popular at Midfield High School. They both became cheerleaders and spent most of their time together.We join our story as Gabrielle and Andrea are 18 year old high school seniors and in total control of everything around them.well, almost everything.The weather was beautiful. The sun was out and bright and the breeze was soft and cool enough to make it a perfect day to be outside. Gabby stood in front of the mirror combing her long, beautiful blonde hair. She had a towel wrapped around her young, tight body. Drips of water from her wet hair fell and ran down into her bountiful cleavage. She was thinking about the day. Her and her friend Andrea were going to the mall. They needed prom dresses for next month and they would begin their search today.That in mind she walked into her closet to pick out an outfit. She knew her selection of clothes was not as extensive as all of her friends. Her dad made good money but he was just a professor at the local college and she knew he didn't bring in the kind of money her friends' fathers did. She would again have to make up for her lack of resources with her creativity.She pulled out her favorite pink skirt. It was light denim and fell about 4 or 5 inches above her knees, showing enough thigh to be sexy but not enough to be slutty, because if there was anything Gabby was not it was a slut. Quite the contrary, Andrea and her friends had taught her the skill of the tease without having to actually "do" anything. Therefore, Gabby's beautiful body was "pure" as we call it and she considered it a personal challenge to keep it that way as long as she could.What to wear on top? She decided to layer today and pulled out an old t-shirt she borrowed from her dad. It was the kind that had no sleeves and plunged deep in the chest. She pulled off the towel and slipped the t-shirt down over her head. It was made for a man so it was way too long but her chest was a little larger than the average man so the shirt was nice and tight across her chest. She looked at herself in the mirror and chuckled. The shirt went so low that it did technically cover her bottom half but her chest pushed against the top such that it was stretched. This, combined with the water left from her shower made the shirt a little sheer and her nipples were easily visible through the material. For just a brief moment she considered wearing this by itself and she felt a slight tingle slip through her body. Now that would cause a ruckus at the mall.She grabbed a pair of her pink lace bikini panties and slipped them on. She then slipped on the skirt and tucked in the t-shirt. Now, she thought, I need something else to keep me out of jail. She grabbed another shirt she borrowed from her dad. It was a white work shirt and it had been shrunk by its many trips through the washer so it fit her very well. Well, except for right across the widest part of her chest where the buttons would look like they were barely hanging on. She had torn off the sleeves so it looked kinda cool as a sleeveless.She slipped on the shirt and decided to button it starting at the second button and leaving the bottom two buttons open. This looked pretty good as the bottom of the shirt separated slightly, revealing a small piece of the t-shirt. She looked at the top and saw that the second button allowed the shirt to completely cover her breasts but showing a hint of cleavage. She spun around and decided that this would do just fine. She slipped on her sandals, grabbed her purse and headed out the door.Andrea Winters was sitting on her porch waiting for her friend. She heard the door slam next door and looked to see Gabby walking across the lawn. Damn her, she could dress in rags and look hot. She looked at her friend closely. She was 5'6" and most of that was legs. So what does she do? She wears a skirt that shows off most of them. She was also blessed with a 36C chest and again was wearing something that forced anyone looking at her to focus immediately on the way her breasts bounced just slightly behind her shirt as she walked. No bra again, she wondered if she even owned one. She couldn't remember if she ever saw Gabby or her mother ever wear a bra. Maybe it was the French thing.Andrea loved her friend but she was slightly jealous of her. While Andrea had a nice body and pretty face, Gabby was stunning and was always the one that the boys looked at first. She knew that Gabby's family didn't have the "means" to run with her crowd but she allowed Gabby to hang around anyway. One reason was that she attracted a lot of attention from the male persuasion and Andrea enjoyed that. But the main reason was the fact that Gabby looked up to her and would do most anything she told her and Andrea liked that a lot."Good morning, Andrea" Gabby shouted as she reached the porch steps."Ready to go?" she asked."Yea, Dad gave me the keys to the Mustang. We can take that." Andrea answered."Awesome!" Gabby said. She loved riding in the Mustang. It was a convertible and she loved feeling the wind flow through her long hair.The girls jumped in the car and headed out to the mall to begin their quest.Roger Lockport sat on a bench in the middle of the Mid Point Mall, looking out at the crowd. He was always fascinated by the way everyone looked a little different from everyone else. He also loved to look at beauty and this place was always full of that. This was quite ironic as Roger was considered one of the "beautiful people" at Midfield High. His family was quite popular and powerful and he was considered quite untouchable socially.This was also ironic considering Roger was a member in potential in the secret club known as the Omegas. This club membership was about as far from Roger's traditional social circle as possible. This club, in fact, had only one main mission and today his job was to provide the ingredients. This mission was to habitually make use of as many virgins as possible. The requested ingredients for today's party was very simple; young, white, beautiful virgins.This was Roger's first assignment for the club so he could not afford to spend too much time daydreaming. He had a mission and the Master would be expecting results. He was very nervous and the pressure was tremendous. He scanned the crowd quickly, looking for potential candidates. He saw two young girls walk out of the clothing store in front of him but they looked too young. They took their mother's hand and continued walking, confirming Roger's observation. He continued to look. No one was jumping out at him. He was getting a little worried. Maybe he didn't have what it takes to pull this off. The Master always said to relax and it would come to you. Roger was struggling to relax.He took a deep breath and rose to his feet. He decided to try a different part of the mall. He began walking slowly and looking closely at the passing traffic. His head was turned as he passed the entrance to the upscale dress store and he was startled out of his trance by bumping headlong into two girls. They must have been walking rather fast because the collision was a little hard.He wasn't knocked off his feet but he turned his head to see that the two girls he ran into were. He noticed the blonde first, mainly because she landed on her butt with her legs spread slightly. This allowed Roger to catch a glimpse of two perfect legs ending in a quick flash of pink panties. Her quick reaction to pull her skirt down between her legs and the slight blush on her face caused Roger to smile slightly at the pure beauty of the scene. His attention was ripped away quickly by a shrill sound coming from his right.Way to go, asshole! You could try and look where you're walking!" Andrea Winters said in a voice a little too loud for the situation.As he turned to see where the high-pitched squeal came from he noticed a cute brunette on all fours with packages strewn all around her. Her position offered him a perfect view of her young ass wrapped in a tight pair of shorts. The shorts were those that had a word written across the back. The word was "cheer" but that was not what drew Roger's eyes. This girl's ass was perfect. It filled the shorts out nicely and stood out quite proudly on top of two powerful thighs.Roger instinctively knelt to help her gather her packages. As he got close to her he noticed she had a wonderful smell. Fresh, with a touch of some kind of fruit. He found himself pausing to take in her wonderful scent and staring at her lovely butt. She turned to face him as she struggled to her knees. He saw the anger in her eyes at first but then it faded quickly to be replaced by surprise."Um, ugh, Roger?" Andrea stammered."Yes, do I know you?" Roger answered."Well, not really. You are in my history class at Midfield." replied Andrea as she found herself staring."Oh yes, you sit towards the back. Uh, Adrian?" Roger answered.Andrea felt her excitement drop as he got her name wrong. Roger Lockport was so fine and here she was inches from him and he didn't even know her name. She felt so embarrassed and she struggled up to her feet. He continued to kneel and was holding out one of her packages. She glanced over to see Gabby still sitting on the floor, her legs spread and holding her skirt down between her legs, staring at Roger. Damn her, Andrea thought, she even looks cute when she is knocked on her ass.Andrea looked back at Roger. "Well, it is Andrea." She said."Oh, of course. I am so sorry. I knew that. Andrea Winters" Roger said to her, trying to keep his composure as he realized that these two girls could be the answer to his prayers.Roger instantly began to get nervous. His mind was racing -"Relax! Dummy! Don't blow it! Think of something quick! Don't lose the moment!"Andrea looked at him directly, her eyes a mixture of anger, embarrassment, and disappointment."A beautiful girl like you should be worshipped and here I go, running you over." Roger said in a smooth, controlled voice.He watched her reaction closely and he saw exactly what he was looking for. The fire in her eyes lowered slightly and he felt her anger fade away to be replaced by the look he was used to seeing, the look of longing and admiration. Take advantage! His mind screamed at him."Please let me help you." He said as he held out a package, staying below her eye level as she rose to her feet.Roger looked up at her as she stood. He was staring directly at her exposed midriff as her shirt did not quite reach the top of her shorts. Her stomach was tight and tan and continued up her torso to end beneath her beautiful chest. He noticed that her breasts were not gigantic but were perfect for her body. They sat proudly on her chest and seemed to draw his eyes.Andrea looked down and reached for her package. She realized that Roger Lockport was now kneeling in front of her in the middle of the mall. God, he is so hot, she thought to herself. She felt a small tingle run up her legs and tickle her thighs. He handed her the package and then bent down to gather the others.Andrea looked over at Gabby, who was still sitting with her hands holding her skirt down between her spread legs. She was staring open-mouthed at Roger. Andrea got her attention and motioned for her to get up. Gabby mouthed to her, "Roger Lockport?" Andrea nodded furiously and motioned again for her to get up.Gabby moved to get to her feet, pulling her feet behind her as only a limber 18 year old can do. She leaned forward to get her balance and pull herself up. Roger looked over at Gabby just as she was leaning forward to get up and he was greeted with a wonderful glance down her open shirt. He saw the tops of her breasts as she worked to regain her feet. He could not believe his luck, these breasts also fit this girl perfectly but they were huge. His eyes felt locked onto her cleavage as she regained her feet.Gabby looked at Andrea as she stood up and both girls realized at the same time that they were standing in the middle of Midpoint Mall with Roger Lockport kneeling in front of them, picking up their packages. This was turning out to be a great day.Roger stood with his arms full of packages and looked at the two beauties standing before him. His mind searched for words. Do not let these two get away! "I feel really bad for knocking you down. What are you girls doing this afternoon? Can I make it up to you?" Roger said, trying to sound confident."Well, I guess nothing." Andrea stammered. Roger Lockport was asking them to spend the afternoon with him! How cool is that? She thought to herself."I don't have to be home until dinner, which is usually around 6." Andrea said."Gabby, what time did you tell your parents you would be home?" She asked Gabby."I told them around 6." Gabby answered."Well, that settles it." Roger said. "It is only 2 o'clock, you two are coming to the club with me and I will treat you to anything you would like to make up for me running you over.""Well, ok, I guess." Andrea said.Gabby looked at her inquisitively. Her strong, usually paranoid friend was agreeing to go to some club with a boy they just ran into. It was Roger Lockport but where was he taking them? She thought to herself."Andrea, are you sure it will be ok?" she asked her friend."Come on Gabby, I am sure Roger will not let anything bad happen to us." Andrea said and looked at Roger."I will be your knight in shining armor and protect you." Roger said and puffed out his chest.Gabby and Andrea both chuckled at him. "Ok, I guess so, but I have to be home by 6." Gabby said."No problem." Roger said and reached into his pocket. He pulled out his cell phone and began dialing."Darrell, bring the car around to the East entrance." Roger said into his phone."Ladies, come with me." Roger said as he held their packages with one hand and offered his other arm to Andrea. Roger sensed already that the brunette was the leader of these two and the blonde would follow her. He smiled as she took his arm and they began to walk towards the exit doors, Gabby following closely behind.Gabby followed her friend and Roger. She felt a little strange. She was leaving the mall with a boy she didn't really know and he was taking them to a club she didn't even know the name of. Was she out of her mind? But this was Roger Lockport, one of the richest boys in town. His family also owned the most exclusive upscale clothing store in the city. I guess it will be alright, she convinced herself and followed him out of the mall.As Roger and the girls exited the mall Darrell Thomas drove the limo up to the curb. He looked to see Roger accompanied by two gorgeous young girls. Holy shit! The little turd did it! He looked again at the two beautiful white girls and thought of how their face would look with his 12 inches of black meat buried in their little white cunts. He hoped they were virgins, that would just be perfect. He would have to start liking the little shit Roger if he pulled this one off.Darrell got out of the car and walked around to open the door. He smiled at the two girls as he motioned for them to get in. They smiled back at him and moved towards the car. The brunette went in first and Darrell saw her perfect ass encased in tight white shorts as she climbed over the seat. Oh yes, I will enjoy opening up that cute white ass, he thought to himself. He felt his dick starting to harden in his pants.The blonde moved to the door and Darrell got a good look at her. Huge tits and long legs. A deadly combination. She climbed in and he saw her little pink skirt ride up on her thighs, almost giving him a view of the promised land but not quite. That's ok, he thought, this is almost too good to be true. How did that little worm Roger get a hold of these two? Darrell thought.He looked at Roger and smiled. Roger smiled back with his little cocky smile and Darrell couldn't resist slapping him on the back of the head. Roger looked back at the large black man holding the door and apologized with his eyes. Darrell was still smiling, two hot pieces of meat in the car and the little white snot Roger back in his place. He closed the door and walked back to the front of the car.Andrea looked around the inside of the limo. It was beautiful and seemed to have everything. A TV over there, a sunroof above her head and the seats were so comfortable. She noticed that even though the windows were tinted very dark she could see out just fine. This kind of excited her, it felt like being in public but without anyone being able to see you.Gabby felt a little nervous. She pulled her skirt down over her legs. What was she doing? She really wanted to get out of the car but she didn't want to risk looking like a nerd so she sat quietly and looked out of the window as they pulled away from the mall.Roger could not believe his luck. He had convinced two hot young girls to get into the limo and they were headed for the club. Oh God, he hoped they were virgins. He looked at them closely again. The brunette looked starstruck and was looking all around the inside of the car. The blonde looked a little nervous and was staring out of the window. He thought, or wished, that the brunette was a virgin. She did have the look of innocence about her. The blonde, though, worried him. Not because she didn't have the same look of innocence but he could not believe that with a body like that she could have fought off the boys for this long.Darrell adjusted the rearview mirror, raised the privacy glass behind him, and then flicked on the monitor screen mounted in the dashboard. The monitor showed the view from the hidden camera mounted in the backseat of the car. He could see the two girls perfectly, the brunette looking around and the blonde staring out the window. God, these two were hot! He reached down and adjusted his now stiff manhood. The car pulled up in front of a large white building. Darrell got out of the car and walked over to open the door. Andrea and Gabby looked out at the building and neither recognized it or knew where they were. Roger got out of the car and reached out his hand to help the girls. Andrea took it and got out and stood on the curb. Gabby then took Roger's hand and he and Darrell were both pleased to see an extraordinary amount of cleavage appear down the front of her shirt as she leaned to get out.Darrell was trying to concentrate on not letting his rock hard dick explode out of the front of his pants as he followed them to the front door. As it is, if the girls had looked closely enough they would see most of his dick outlined in his pants as it laid on his right leg. The girls walked into the building and were awestruck by the gorgeous room. It was huge with white pillars running down both sides. The floor and all of the furniture looked to be made of dark mahogany wood. The bar sat to their right and it was beautiful. There looked to be around 20 or 30 people milling around the room and they too looked beautiful. Andrea suddenly felt under-dressed in her shorts and tank top. Great, she thought, I look like a ham sandwich at a banquet.Gabby, on the other hand did not feel under-dressed because she was in shock. She had never seen a room as beautiful as this. She slowly scanned the room to try and take it all in. She did not notice most of the men soaking her in and she also did not notice the older, white-haired gentleman start to cross the floor towards them until he was standing directly in front of them."Roger, you have brought us some friends. And beautiful ones, at that." The man said.Andrea and Gabby broke out of their trances to look at him. He was older but he had a look of confidence and grace that both of them found attractive. They looked into his eyes."How are you ladies?" He said."Fine." They mumbled in unison."You certainly are." He said in return.The girls chuckled in embarrassment."My name is Frank and I welcome you to our humble establishment. We are honored to have two such beauties grace us with their presence." Frank said and stared into their eyes.The girls could both feel all of their anxiety or nervousness melt away upon hearing his voice. They simply stared at him and waited for him to speak again. Roger realized that he had accomplished his mission and he now backed away in reverence to Frank. Frank was good at what he did, he was not the Master but he was good and Roger realized that the two girls were now caught in the trap and it was only a matter of time. His relaxed state of mind caused him to realize that he was starting to become hard in his pants. "And what are your names, my pets." Frank spoke to them.Andrea snapped out of her trance and answered. "My name is Andrea and this is Gabrielle" she said, motioning towards Gabby."You can call me Gabby." Gabby stammered."I can do that sweetie, but Gabrielle is such a beautiful name. It fits you with perfection." Frank spoke softly and slowly to her.Gabby could feel her heart racing. She had never had a man of any age talk to her like this. She felt like she was walking on air."Please come with me and let me show you around." Frank said and offered his arms to Gabby and Andrea.The girls took his arms and walked with him. They walked towards the bar and Frank introduced them to the bartender. Andrea didn't even hear his name as she was staring at the bar. It was even more beautiful up close. Gabby heard his name, Larry, and also noticed he was the biggest black man she had ever seen. He must have been at least 6 feet tall and his shoulders were enormous. She didn't notice herself staring at him until he laughed. She shook her head slightly and continued walking with Frank.He took them to a set of double doors. He motioned to a man standing next to them and the man opened the doors. They walked into a room that looked like a cross between a video arcade and a dance club. There was a large pool table in the middle of the room and beautiful lights hanging from the ceiling. "Do you girls like to play pool?" Frank asked them.Andrea loved to play pool. Her daddy had a pool table installed in their rec room and she and her brothers played every chance they got. Gabby, on the other hand, was not very good at pool. The only time she had ever played was at Andrea's house and she mainly spent most of the time running from Andrea's brothers as they teased her with their cue sticks.Frank noticed the gleam in Andrea's eyes immediately."You look like you have played the game before." He said to her."Yes, I love it." Andrea responded."Wonderful. Let's you and I play a game." Frank said and moved his head slightly towards a young boy sitting against the wall.The boy moved quickly to the table and racked the balls perfectly. Another boy was immediately in front of Andrea and Frank with a cue stick in each hand. Andrea reached for the stick."Lady breaks." Frank said and smiled at her.Frank turned to Gabby and said, "And you little beautiful one, why don't you have a seat over there and you can play the winner." He pointed to a stool against the wall. Gabby blushed, walked over to the stool and sat down. She looked around the room as Andrea prepared to break. Again, everything seemed to be made of a dark wood. The ceiling was also gorgeous and had very unique lights hanging from it. They were not exactly chandeliers and they looked like something that would be hanging in a castle. They were different but like everything else in this place looked like they were perfect for the room.A loud crack echoed as Andrea broke the balls. One of the stripes nestled in the side pocket."Wonderful." Frank said and clapped. "You have played this game before."Andrea felt herself fill up with pride and lined up her next shot. She then sank three more balls before she missed a difficult shot. Frank sank two balls and he also missed. Andrea was excited, all of her balls were out in the open and the 8 ball was near a pocket. She calmly sank them all and then sank the 8 ball for the win."You, little lady, are a hustler." Frank said as he laid his cue stick on the table.He turned to Gabby. "Beautiful one, are you ready to play?" Gabby knew he sounded corny but she loved the way he talked to her. He made her feel safe and warm. He also made her feel pretty and she could feel her uneasiness fading. She got off of her stool and walked over to the table.Gabby and Andrea began to play. They were engrossed in their game and neither of them noticed that men continued to move into the room. They also did not notice that the double doors they entered were now closed. Frank smiled as he watched them. He especially like the way they bent over the table as they lined up their shots. He thought to himself, "I will never get tired of this."Frank felt a presence and turned to see the Master standing next to him."Well done, Frank." The Master said, looking at the two girls."Thank you, Master." Frank responded. He felt his heart rate increase with the compliment.The Master spoke again. "And who accomplished the initial encounter?""Young Lockport, sir." Frank replied."Roger? I will have to reward him. He has done well. Is he in line for initiation?" the Master asked."Yes, sir. He is in line with three others." Franks said."Excellent, excellent. It will be a great day, indeed." The master responded.The Master walked forward towards the table. Andrea was lining up a shot on the 8 ball. She shot and sank the ball as he approached."Very well done, young lady." The Master said.Andrea looked up to see a black man staring at her. He was not overly tall or very big but his eyes had a gleam about them. She looked at him and felt a calm fall over her. Gabby also looked at the man but did not look into his eyes and she did not get a feeling of calm. No, the feeling Gabby got was of fear. She turned to look for the doors they entered and saw them closed. She then also noticed there were numerous men standing around the perimeter of the room. She was now very scared."Andrea!" Gabby screamed. "We have to get out of here!"Andrea broke the Master's stare to look at Gabby. She saw her friend with a look of terror in her eyes. She then noticed the men and could feel the calm feeling leaving her body. The Master turned to look at Gabby.Gabby noticed him turning and instinctively looked into his eyes. Her fear and terror immediately left her body to be replaced by a feeling of utter calm and peace. She smiled and felt herself relax."Don't look at him!" Andrea screamed.She was too late as Gabby stood transfixed, looking into the eyes of the Master. Andrea started to move towards her friend but her arms were grabbed quickly and she could not move. She turned to see two very large black men holding her arms. Her arms looked so small and white as the large black hands were wrapped around them.Gabby was lost in the Master's eyes as Andrea screamed at her. He reached out and touched her shoulder. His hand was warm and soft. "Relax, little one. Everything will be fine." The Master said.He turned and touched Andrea softly on the cheek. She felt his warmth spread across her face."You also need to relax." He said softly.Two men walked up behind Gabby and grasped her arms, moving her closer to Andrea until they were next to each other directly in front of the Master. He looked down at both of them and started to speak."You two have been chosen to participate in an initiation ceremony for the Omegas. We have 4 potentials ready to prove their worth to be full-fledged Omegas. You should be honored that you will be able to assist with their challenge." He said.The girls continued to stare at him. Andrea heard him and was struggling to understand. Initiation? Omegas? What was he talking about?The Master spoke again, slowly. "Let me explain how this will work. You two lovelies will entertain all of the men in this room in ways that our 4 potentials will think up. They are required to be as creative as possible and if they please me they will be allowed lifetime access to the Omegas."Andrea now understood. She looked directly at the Master."What do you mean by entertain? She asked.The Master smiled. "That will be determined by our potentials and the capacity of their imagination." He smiled down at Andrea.Andrea's face dropped and she suddenly felt helpless. She looked over at Gabby and saw tears starting to form in her eyes. Gabby looked at Andrea and said:"I have never.I can't do this." She said between sobs.The Master smiled again at this revelation. He looked at the girls again and said:"Let me explain how we are going to start. I am feeling generous so I am going to allow you two to compete to see which one of you gets a chance to escape. My men are going to let both of you go and you will proceed to wrestle each other. The first one of you to strip the other of all her clothes will be given a chance to get away without harm."The girls looked at him with shocked looks on their faces. "Do you understand?" he asked.Andrea understood and she leaped at the chance to escape. She grabbed Gabby by the shoulders and whispered in her ear. "Gabby, one of us has a chance to escape. Let me win and I will get help." Andrea whispered.Gabby stared at her friend and tried to comprehend what she just heard. Everything was happening too fast. She couldn't concentrate. All of a sudden she felt her shirt being grabbed and heard a ripping noise. She looked down and saw her shirt open, buttons bouncing on the ground and her white t-shirt exposed to the room.Gabby continued to struggle to clear her mind as Andrea moved behind her and pulled her sleeveless shirt down and off her limp arms. Andrea then reached around in front of Gabby and grabbed two handfuls of her t-shirt. She pulled with all of her strength and ripped a hole in the front of the shirt. Gabby looked down and saw her stomach starting to come into view as the hole in her shirt was expanding.Gabby watched her shirt being ripped and it was as if everything was in slow motion. The hole continued to expand as Andrea's hands pulled it apart. Suddenly the shirt gave way and Andrea ripped it completely open, pulling it off Gabby's shoulders and down her arms.Gabby then heard a deafening roar from the room and felt a cool breeze. She looked down and her young, firm breasts were now bouncing free in front of a room full of strange men. Her mind cleared immediately as the situation finally sunk into her head. She felt her arms being pulled behind her and realized the remnants of her t-shirt were being removed.Andrea continued, blinding herself to the fact that she was disrobing her friend in front of strangers. Her mind racing with the reward of freedom, she reached for the side of Gabby's skirt. She felt the large button on the skirt and began to work it out of the hole. As soon as it came free her hands were slapped away by Gabby. She then felt a push in the chest as Gabby drove her backwards with her arms outstretched."Stop it! What do you think you are doing?" Gabby screamed.Andrea, taken aback by Gabby's outburst, mumbled "Relax, it will be alright. My Dad will be able to get help.""Why do I have to be the sacrificial lamb?" Gabby asked loudly, moving closer to her friend."Well, I thought my Dad would be able to react faster and bring help." Andrea stammered."Just because your Dad is rich I get to stay behind with these animals?" Gabby screamed. Gabby reached out and grabbed two handfuls of the front of Andrea's tank top. She pulled her towards her and then swung her arms out, flinging Andrea to the side. With strength flowing through her because of the rush of adrenaline Gabby then flung Andrea head first out to the center of the floor. Andrea flew a short way and then landed hard on her back. She felt the wind leaving her body, replaced by a deep ache in her stomach.Gabby took advantage of Andrea's trouble and jumped on her, tearing at her shorts. She grabbed the sides and yanked them quickly down Andrea's powerful legs. Gabby heard another round of cheering explode as she exposed Andrea's black lace thong. She continued to move quickly, grabbing the sides of the thong and pulling it down to meet the shorts, gathered at Andrea's ankles. Gabby moved down and started pulling on Andrea's right sneaker. She felt it give way and she fell backward, landing on her butt, the sneaker flying away behind her.The Master smiled as Gabby sat stunned for a moment, her ripe, beautiful breasts bouncing lightly on her chest. He loved all beauty and this creature sitting on his floor in her state of partial nudity was one of the most beautiful sites he had seen in a long time. What made her even more beautiful was the intense look of anger on her face as she climbed up to resume the attack on her fallen friend.Andrea's pussy was now exposed to the room, causing quite a stir as the men stared at the generous patch of black hair covering such a young girl. Gabby grabbed Andrea's left shoe and yanked it quickly off. She was then able to rip off the shorts and thong, leaving Andrea nude from the waist down except for her little white anklet socks.Gabby then jumped up on Andrea's chest and grabbed the bottom of her tank top. Andrea, however, was regaining her senses and took hold of Gabby's arms at the elbow. She pulled them out away from her body and then pushed up hard with her hips, throwing Gabby up and off her to the right. Gabby landed hard on her chest and face, her breasts and knees hitting the cold floor hard, leaving her chest on the floor and her ass up in the air.Andrea took advantage and jumped up behind Gabby. She reached the side of the skirt and pulled, the zipper releasing quickly. She pulled the skirt down to Gabby's bent knees. Andrea then tore the pretty pink panties also to Gabby's knees. Andrea took both the skirt and panties and pulled hard. This caused Gabby's legs to straighten out and Andrea was able to slide the clothes all the way down Gabby's long legs and off of her feet.Andrea stood up, breathing hard, and holding Gabby's skirt and panties in her right hand. She looked at her now naked friend. Gabby was slowly getting up on her hands and knees. She looked up at Andrea and her eyes were brimming with tears. She shook her head slightly back and forth, slowly curled up in a fetal position and began sobbing hard.Andrea, overcome with guilt at what she had just done to her friend, knelt down to comfort Gabby. She did not get all the way down when she felt a hand under each arm, lifting her to her feet. She saw two black men lifting Gabby up in the same method. The Master walked up to her and looked at her body slowly from her head to her socked feet."Very nice job, princess." He said in a calm cool voice.Andrea felt herself relaxing again."Now you get your chance to escape." He said.Andrea looked up at him and asked "What do you mean? You said you would let the winner go."The Master smiled again, "No, what I said was the winner would get a chance to escape. Now, here is your chance."He turned slightly to his right and motioned towards a brown door. Standing in front of the door was a very large black man. Andrea recognized him as the driver of the limo that brought her here. He was looking at her, smiling with large white teeth, and rubbing between his legs. Andrea looked down and noticed he was rubbing something very large running down his right leg. She gasped when she realized what it must be."You see, sweetie, it's very simple." The Master began again."All you have to do is get through that door without Darrell removing the remainder of your clothes. Except for those adorable socks, we will leave them alone." He said.Andrea screamed, "You bastard! You made me think I would get to go free!""I'm sorry, princess, but you didn't listen. And to think you brutalized your sweet friend all because of a misunderstanding." The Master said with a sweet smile across his face.Andrea reacted quickly, her anger pulsing through her strong, young body. She pulled her knee up quickly, aiming it directly between the Master's legs.Frank saw the young girl's knee begin to rise towards his Master's crotch. He tried to react but his brain could not send the signals fast enough. He felt frozen to the spot. He continued to stare at the confrontation and then saw the Master's left hand shoot down and grab the girl's knee while his right moved swiftly and made violent contact with the girl's nose.Andrea did not see anything until she heard a loud crack and felt her nose break. Her head was thrown backward. She had bright lights flash across her eyes and then intense pain sunk into the middle of her face. Her head moved back forward and blood began to flow out of her nose and soak her white shirt. Blood was also starting to drip off of her shirt and run down her stomach and her pretty legs.The Master lifted her chin with one finger and looked her directly in the eyes. "It is too bad that you do not want to accept your chance at freedom. Darrell is very disappointed. You will have to make it up to him."Andrea choked on the blood that was also moving into her throat. She tried to look at him but her eyes were blurry with the pain and the tears that were forming. She saw him moving away from her and heard his voice."Prepare them for the ceremony." The Master spoke to the group.A cheer arose and then men began to bustle about. A man moved to the wall and opened a panel. He flipped some switches and adjusted some knobs and then two cables began to lower from the ceiling. One cable came down over each girl. The cable was attached in two places to an iron bar. The bar had a strap attached to each end. One of the men standing near Gabby reached up and took hold of the bar. He reached for one of the straps as the bar stopped at the level of Gabby's chest.The man took the strap and then began wrapping it around Gabby's left wrist. He pulled it tight and then fastened a buckle, securing her left wrist to the bar. He repeated the process with Gabby's right wrist. Her arms were now straight out in front of her. Andrea did not realize it but her arms were fastened identically to the bar hanging in front of her.The bars began slowly rising and stopped when each girl's arms were outstretched above their head.The Master spoke again, "Very nice, gentlemen. Lockport, since you were so skilled in gathering these two lovelies for us today your team will be first with our pretty little blonde."Roger stepped forward, his chest rising with pride. He was smiling from ear to ear and he went to stand in front of Gabby. The Master started pointing and 4 men joined Roger. Roger looked back and saw two white guys, a hispanic, and a black man standing behind him. They were all huge and he suddenly felt very small. They walked up to him and began patting him on the back in congratulations. He again felt the rush of pride flow through his body.The Master motioned for him to move forward. Roger stepped forward until he was directly in front of Gabby. Her head was lowered and she was sobbing softly. Roger motioned to the two men standing beside her and they each placed a hand behind one of her knees and lifted her legs up and apart. This caused Gabby's weight to drop fully on her arms and her head popped up with the feeling. This caused the crowd to gasp, Gabby's beautiful face looked out at the crowd. Her perfect breasts were sitting high and proud on her chest and her long, tan legs were spread apart wide. Her virgin pussy was open and the crowd could see the bright pink of her inner lips. Her pussy was also shaved smooth, much to the crowd's pleasure.Roger felt his cock get even harder at the sight before him. He pulled his zipper down and wrestled his rigid dick out of his pants. He moved forward slowly until the head was touching the smooth inner lips of Gabby's pussy. She flinched as she felt a man touch her where no one had before. Roger rubbed his cock around the inside of her open pussy and tried not to cum immediately. He pushed the head up and into her moist, warm opening. Gabby realized she was about to lose her precious virginity and the sadness exploded again in racking sobs.Roger was very excited and proceeded to push slowly up into the young girl. His cock disappeared steadily into Gabrielle. He continued pushing until he felt an obstruction and stopped.The Master spoke, "Have you reached her maidenhead?"Roger looked around and said, "Yes, Master, I think so."The crowd cheered again at this revelation. A virgin always made this ceremony much sweeter."Hold steady and drive through it swiftly." The Master said.Roger held onto Gabby's precious thighs and drove his cock deep into Gabby's virgin womb. Her eyes popped wide open as an incredible jolt of pain raced deep through her loins. She felt like something was torn wide open deep within her. She dropped her head back and uttered a deep, guttural scream. Roger held himself buried within her and rode out her reaction. The violent scream broke Andrea out of her pain-induced trance and she looked to her left to see her best friend spread wide open and Roger Lockport standing between her legs. This sight caused a piece of Andrea's heart to break. What had she done to her friend?Roger could not hold out any longer and began moving in and out of Gabby's deflowered pussy. He felt a warmth spreading over his dick and this caused him to pick up speed. He was now pounding her, causing her breasts to bounce on her chest. This pushed Roger over the top and he unloaded a large load deep within her. He held himself tight to her until his orgasm subsided and then slowly pulled out. His soft dick left her with an audible pop and it was covered in blood and cum.He stepped back away from her, looking at her crotch now leaking a combination of blood and his seed. One of the white guys stepped forward and inserted his rock hard dick swiftly into Gabby. He was much bigger than Roger and this caused her to feel split open again. He was not as gentle and immediately began to ram himself in and out of her young cunt. Gabby let out another scream as her insides were now taking another beating.Andrea was still watching the breaking of her friend when she sensed someone standing in front of her. She turned her head and tried to focus. The Master was standing there, smiling at her. He motioned to the two men holding her and they grasped the back of her knees and opened her up identical to Gabby. She felt her pussy lips open up to this man standing before her.The Master smiled and stepped forward. Andrea felt something touch the inside of her lips and she could only assume it was his cock. He looked her directly in the eye and said:"You have the honor, my princess, of accepting me as the first visitor to your sweet flesh." The Master whispered in her ear.Andrea looked at him and whispered through blood-crusted lips. "Fuck You" she said clearly.The Master's smile faded and he grabbed her thighs and unceremoniously drove 12 inches of hard, black meat deep into Andrea, ripping through her virginity and slamming hard against her cervix. Her head was thrown back and a violent, high-pitched scream exploded out of her mouth. She continued to scream as he furiously punished her crotch. He was pulling almost completely out of her and then slamming his entire length back in. He was very good as he could do this rapidly so it looked like a blur attacking the girl's open crotch.The Master continued his fury for a full minute and then drove himself the deepest yet and held onto Andrea's ass, pulling her closer to him. He deposited many loads of his juice directly into her fertile insides. He pulled out quickly and walked away, her tortured pussy staying open for a short while before closing slowly.The Master moved his arms, pointing to other men and a young man stepped in front of Andrea, backed up by 4 other men. He slipped his young cock into her warm depths and began sawing in and out of her. He was much smaller than the Master so Andrea did not even seem to feel any discomfort. As he kept up his rhythm, he reached up and raised her tank top up over her head and up her arms. He looked back down to her black lace bra. The lace was sheer so her nipples were slightly visible through the pretty material. The young man felt his orgasm race through his body and out his cock, flooding the young girl with more liquid.One of the 4 men behind the young man stepped forward and started to pound into Andrea. Her pussy almost felt numb from the abuse and she felt as if they were just punching her in the stomach repeatedly. She turned her head to see Gabby, her head leaning backward, her legs spread wide open, being forcefully fucked again by a large black man. Her huge breasts were now bouncing violently on her chest as she was being hammered by a large black cock.The Master looked at the ceremony. It was going well, young Lockport did a fine job of deflowering the pretty blond and he thoroughly enjoyed punishing the brunette bitch. They were just finishing the first round as the blond was on her fifth and last participant. The brunette seemed to be finishing her fourth participant and the fifth would begin shortly. He looked at her again and thought she looked quite cute with her pretty black lace bra still on and her little feet still encased in the cute white socks. It especially was cute considering Manuel was stepping up to her splayed open crotch, holding his large meaty cock.He looked over and picked out the next two young potentials. He then pointed to 8 other men and they lined up behind each young man. He looked back over to see the blond now hanging from her hands. The men had let go of her legs and she was standing very uneasily with her head hanging down and her toes barely touching the floor. She was quite a sight, her full, young breasts jutting proudly from her chest, her long legs were covered in cum, rivers of it running out of her messy, swollen pussy.Andrea saw the Hispanic man moving forward through her tear-stained eyes. He looked big and muscular. She realized her shoulders were starting to ache from supporting her entire weight and her legs were still being held open by the men standing beside her. The man was now standing between her legs and she sensed his cock starting to enter her pussy. She felt raw and swollen but she felt him slide in easily. She started to cry again when she realized that a man this large could enter her precious body with so little effort.Manuel slid into the brunette and started to move slowly in and out. She was miraculously still rather snug considering 5 men had used her cunt before his turn. His job was simple, he was the last of his group and he had to make sure she remembered the group. He nestled comfortably between her legs, his large cock fully embedded in her young, tight body. He looked directly into her eyes and saw the fear. He grasped the outside of her thighs and started to brutally fuck her. He heard the moist slapping as his body met hers. Her breasts were bouncing wildly up and down even though they were still encased in the black lace. He looked into her eyes and saw pain, he was doing his job.The Master watched Manuel finish up the brunette's first round. He was ravaging the poor girl and her body looked like a rag doll under Manuel's powerful thrusts. He saw Manuel tense up and hold himself inside her, he was leaving his mark deep in her womb. He withdrew, the men holding her legs dropped them and she was now hanging similar to the blonde, her feet barely touching the floor.The Master motioned to the man standing near the back wall. Another bar slowly lowered in front of each girl. This bar was slightly longer than the one which secured their hands but it also had a leather strap at each end. It lowered to waist level and the men which had been holding the girl's legs began fastening their ankles to the bar with the straps. They finished and the Master motioned again and the bars began raising. Gabby squirmed against her bonds as she felt her legs rising into the air. As they continued to rise Gabby felt the pressure increase on her shoulders and arms. She felt like her arms were going to be pulled out of their sockets. Her legs stopped rising. Her knees were slightly above her head and her poor, aching body was now bent obscenely. Andrea was in the same position and her arms were also screaming in pain. Unfortunately for Andrea her nose and face were swelling up and also contributing pain. Andrea raised her head slowly to look forward and see a blurry figure approaching her. She continued to watch him as he came closer, his face becoming clearer. She heard a voice to her right whisper in her ear."It's time to pay Darrell back for his disappointment, princess." The Master whispered."I am giving him the pleasure of being the first to open up that beautiful ass. Darrell is one of our best members. You should enjoy this... eventually." The Master said.Andrea struggled helplessly when she realized her legs were spread wide open and this huge black man was walking forward to fuck her in the ass. A fresh set of tears escaped across her cheeks as she felt his hands run down her legs and grasp her ass. She felt something touch her between her legs. Her pussy was so sore she couldn't tell where he was. Suddenly she felt him slam himself deep in her swollen pussy. Darrell was embedded in the brunette's cunt. God, she was hot! He was hoping he could hold on as long as he could when he got in her ass, but it would be difficult. He pulled out of her sloppy pussy, his dick now having sufficient lubrication to enter a virgin asshole. He placed his head against her tight hole and looked into her eyes. He saw fear and panic. He chuckled a little. She was so high and mighty earlier, now she has a huge black dick poised to tear open up her tight little ass. Funny how things work out. He began pressing into her body. He felt her ass push against him, trying to keep him out.Darrell proceeded to push into Andrea's ass very slowly. His eyes were locked onto hers, enjoying the look on her face as her ass took its first cock. His head was now completely in and he continued. He looked down and saw her young ass spreading unnaturally to accept his manhood. He continued to push slowly.Andrea felt her head getting light and dizzy. Her pussy was sore and raw and now her ass was opening up to this huge black man. It felt as if her butt was being torn open. The pain was intense and sharp. Her mind was struggling to process the experience. She could feel it starting to shut down.A smile crossed the Master's face as he watched Darrell spear this young piece of meat. He could sense she was shutting down. He reached over and touched her right nipple through her lacy black bra. He massaged it and it responded immediately by becoming a hard little eraser. He loved the female nipple, it was always honest and responsive to his touch, no matter what the attitude of its owner. He caressed the hard little nub for a while and then violently squeezed it between his fingers.Andrea screamed as she felt her nipple being crushed. The fresh jolt of pain caused her body's process to start again. She felt her nose throbbing, her sore pussy aching, her arms and shoulders were now screaming, but all of this was small compared to the pain of this man now moving in and out of her ass. Her bottom was being torn apart slowly and painfully. She screamed again from deep within her ravaged body.Darrell was now moving in and out of the young girl forcefully. She was incredibly tight but that was to be expected of one so young and tender. He was enjoying this immensely and he felt her tighten up as the Master woke her up with his touch. He grabbed her ass hard and began to speed up his thrusts. Now he would show this little white cunt her place. He pounded into her ass mercilessly for another minute and then sprayed his seed deep into her bowels.Andrea felt a warmth in her ass and she figured he was cumming inside of her. Thank God, he was done. She felt him pull out and her ass remained open for a second and then slowly closed. She took a deep breath as the pain slowly subsided. She felt relief as she realized she had survived. Maybe they would now let her go. She saw someone else approaching her quickly and then felt another cock enter her asshole without ceremony and begin sawing in and out of her ass. Andrea closed her eyes and laid her head back to accept her fate.Another young man approached Gabby and slid immediately into her moist pussy. He stroked in and out and then withdrew his now wet dick. He placed it at the entrance to her tender asshole. He looked at the Master, received his approval, and pierced the young girl's virgin ass. Gabby raised their head immediately and tried to scream. She made a high-pitched sound and then became silent with her mouth wide open.Both boys started a smooth rhythm, in and out of the girls, paving the way for the rest of their group through smooth, tender flesh. They continued for another two minutes and each dumped their load. They withdrew and stepped back and the next men in line moved forward and started pounding the tender holes without mercy.Andrea was now sobbing with a fresh, new pain. The pain of her ass being ripped apart was now overwhelming the pain in her shoulders and the pain emanating from her ravaged pussy. She felt her tears landing on her chests and running down to meet her bra. Gabby was close to losing consciousness, she could feel the man in her ass but everything was growing numb and blurry. She did not know how much longer she could stand this.The Master was smiling brightly. He loved this part. Yes, young girls would react strongly when their virginity was torn away, but there was something about the first time their ass was opened up that was special. Both men did a great job of opening them up and now the rest of the chosen were completing the job. He looked over at Frank and nodded, yes, this was turning out to be a great initiation.The two groups of men continued their work. Andrea was now taking her fourth cock in the ass and Gabby was working on her third. Their tender flesh was now red and swollen with large pieces of meat continuing to move viciously in and out.Finally, the last man finished with Gabby and moved away. Her ass was now open and gaping, cum dripping out into a small puddle on the floor. Andrea was in the same condition, creating her own similar puddle. The Master motioned for Roger and the other potential to step forward. They did and 4 new men took their places behind them.Roger stepped in front of Andrea and the other potential in front of Gabby. Roger motioned to the wall and Andrea's legs began to lower. They lowered enough for Roger to reach them and stopped. He removed the strap from her right ankle and then moved to the bar holding her arms. He removed the strap from her right arm and it dropped limply. Roger stepped back to watch the leg bar moving back and up, causing Andrea to be suspended by her left arm and leg in a spread eagle position with her other two limbs hanging limply inches above the ground.Roger moved to Andrea's head and took hold of her hair. He lifted her head to his waist and held her nose closed. Andrea instinctively opened her mouth to breathe and Roger shoved his hard cock deep into her mouth. Andrea squirmed as the last of her openings was now full of cock. A fresh set of tears began to form in her red eyes as she felt Roger enter her throat. Two other men stepped up and took their places at Andrea's waist. The man in front of her embedded himself in her pussy and the man behind her speared her swollen ass. She was now hanging from the ceiling with three cocks buried in her body. Gabby's legs and arms remained attached to the bars but her potential had lowered her arm bar until her back was level to the ground. Her head was hanging down with her long beautiful blonde hair flowing to the ground. The young man stepped up to her head, raised it in both hands and pushed his dick between her full lips. Gabby had lost all fight and accepted the invader to her mouth. He continued to push until he saw the bulge in her neck. Another man stepped between Gabby's legs and inserted himself into her pussy and began his stroke. The men both began their stroking in and out of the helpless young girl.The Master now was sitting and watching. Young Lockport had surprised him again with his creativity. Positioning the brunette to accept triple penetration was very good. He enjoyed watching her body bounce with three cocks moving in and out of her. The other potential did an adequate job, the blonde was now accepting another cock in her ass in addition to one in her mouth. Her breasts were beautiful as they moved with the rhythm. He relaxed in his chair and breathed a heavy sigh of success.The multiple attacks on the girls continued until the other 4 men had deposited their loads in one of the girl's openings. All of the men stepped back and left the girls suspended. Their lips were now swollen also and cum was dripping out, soaking their hair. The puddle beneath each of them was growing with the fresh cum now leaking from between their legs.The Master called up the four potentials. They moved in front of him. "Gentlemen, I would like to make an announcement." The Master spoke to the crowd."First of all I would like to say that all four of our young potentials will be rewarded with membership!" He said.The crowd erupted with applause. The four potentials hugged each other and exchanged handslaps.The Master cleared his throat and the applause swiftly subsided."However, I would also like to announce that because of his superior performance today both before and during the initiation that Roger Lockport will be awarded with the Gold membership standing!" The Master said, now looking directly at Roger.Roger stood frozen, he was now a Gold member. This was usually reserved for the most senior members and usually not awarded until after many years of service. He could not believe it.The Master looked at him and spoke softly, "Young man, you have made possible today what I have to say has been the best initiation ceremony I have ever had the honor to attend. Your ability to produce such perfect specimens has enabled all of us to enjoy today."The crowd erupted and Roger began to receive slaps on the back and general congratulations. The Master raised his voice again to the crowd. "Omegas, enjoy yourselves!" He motioned over to the suspended girls. Several men moved over to the girls and started to enjoy their bodies. Andrea's bra was finally ripped off and her young breasts poured out. A man was pounding her mouth and he reached down to get a handful of her young tit. He squeezed it hard and felt it flow out between his fingers. Gabby had two men inside her again and her young, sore body was bouncing again with their thrusts.The Omegas continued their assault on the two girls well into the night until everyone was satisfied. The room emptied slowly until only the Master remained with the two girls suspended before him. They were a mess. Their faces were covered in cum and it was still leaking from their open mouths. Their hair was wet with sweat and cum and dripping onto the floor. Their breasts were bruised from the abuse. Between their legs, however was the biggest disaster. Both of their pussies were red and swollen. He could look up into their body through the huge hole that was just hours earlier a tight virgin pussy. Their assholes were also gaping open and leaking cum. Yes, this was quite a day.The Master left the room and returned shortly, dragging a heavy machine. He rolled the machine over to Andrea. He reached down and turned it on and a deep rumbling came out of it as the engine started. He lifted up a long iron rod with a symbol on the end. The symbol was a circle with the letter "M" connecting to the inside of the circle. He reached down and grabbed a handle connected to a long hose. He hit the switch on the handle and a blue flame shot out. He held the end of the iron rod in the flame and watched the circle symbol begin to get red with the heat.Andrea was on the edge of consciousness. She knew there was no one in her body. Her left arm was aching horribly and she felt sore and abused throughout her body. She heard a rumbling noise but it was ok because no one was touching her. She was starting to relax and wondered if her torture was over. Would they let her go or just kill her? She felt a hand touch her left thigh and run it gently a few inches from her pussy. She whimpered, please, no more, she thought. Her worst fears were realized when she felt the sensation of white light on her inner left thigh followed by a burning smell.Andrea tried to scream but the only sound that escaped her lips was a gurgling noise as she choked on the cum still leaking out of her swollen throat. Her thigh was pulsing with white hot pain. She tried to move away from the pain but her limbs were numb and useless.Perfect, the Master thought to himself as he stepped back and admired the brunette's new mark. She had a glowing red symbol approximately three inches down her left thigh. The circle and "M" symbols were clearly visible and she was now marked as an official Omega girl.He turned to look at the blonde and her equally sensitive left thigh. Gabby felt the pain. It felt like a light hitting her in the eyes. She wanted to respond but her body would not move. She tried to scream but her throat muscles did not respond. She was able to cry as the tears resumed flowing down her cum-encrusted cheeks.The Master touched their faces gently and then left the room.Darrell returned in an hour and lowered the girls to the ground and removed their arms and legs from the straps. Their bodies were limp and lying in the puddle of cum that had formed under them. The blonde's long hair was now completely saturated. Darrel took hold of Andrea's right ankle. He dragged her towards the back door. Her arms were dragging behind her and her body was leaving a trail of cum along the floor. He reached the back door and drug her through it into the alley. He drug her across the pavement towards the black limousine and its open trunk. He lifted her by the arm pits and threw her roughly into the trunk.He returned to the room and began to drag out Gabby. Her long hair flowed behind her also leaving behind a wet trail. He reached the back of the car, lifted her and tossed her on top of Andrea. He chuckled as he looked at the two abused girls. He remembered how fresh and lively they looked when they arrived at the club. Now he looked down to see two unconscious girls, covered in cum, and their mouth, pussies and asses swollen and red. Wouldn't that have made a good before and after picture.Darrell closed the trunk, got in the car and drove to an alley across town. He parked the car and dumped the girls behind a full dumpster. He chuckled to himself as he looked back. Andrea was lying on her back with her legs bent at the knees and opened wide. He could almost look up her wide open cunt. Gabby had landed face down on the pavement. Darrell walked over to her and lifted her waist up until her knees were under her. He stepped back and laughed, her ass was now pointing up in the air. He got back in the car and left the alley.Andrea woke up slowly and opened her eyes. Her face was turned and she was able to make out Gabby a few feet to her left. She tried to focus and eventually saw a dirty, raggedy looking man behind Gabby, thrusting into her. Gabby's face and breasts were being scraped along the pavement as the bum brutalized her from behind. Andrea tried to move but her arms did not respond and she could not feel anything below her waist.As she tried to move she raised her head slightly and saw movement down by her legs. She raised her head more and saw a fat, scraggly black man between her legs. She raised her head a little more and realized he was fucking her. The sweat was dripping from his tangled hair as he moved back and forth. Andrea lowered her head and closed her eyes. She could feel a sob rising up from her stomach.Andrea kept her eyes closed as the man continued his assault. He continued for seemed like hours. When would he finish, she thought to herself. She was broken from her trance by a warm sensation hitting her right cheek. She opened her eyes and turned to look to her right. She saw at least three men, standing over her, holding their dirty dicks and urinating into her face. She saw this only briefly until a stream of warmth hit her square in the eyes, blinding her. She felt a gurgle in her stomach as the men continued to empty their bladders on the young girl's face. She felt the contents of her stomach moving up her throat and it exploded out of her mouth just as she heard the sirens. She heard the men scream and then they were gone. Her mind then shut down as the policeman knelt over her and touched the raw skin on her left thigh.Prologue:Andrea sat on her bed, her mother next to her. She was crying again. She had done that a lot in the last few weeks. It had been four weeks since her ordeal and this was the first time that she was able to talk to her mother about it. Her mother dried her eyes with a tissue."It'll be ok, honey." Her mom whispered and held her close."Mom, I was raped by animals! How will it be ok?" Andrea shouted."Honey, they were not animals, they were Omegas." Her mom responded."What? You are defending them?" Andrea could not believe her ears. "No honey, I am not defending them. I just meant that it will be ok because you will be taken care of." Her mom responded and stood up slowly.Andrea looked up at her mom, "I don't understand. Everything is weird. You are talking as if this is normal. You and Dad convinced me not to press charges. Gabby is actually dating Roger Lockport. I just don't understand." Andrea lowered her head into her hands."Honey, I have to tell you something." Her Mom said.Andrea looked up, "What?""Your father is an Omega." Andrea heard the words but her mind refused to process them. Her father? What did that mean? Her mind continued to race until she noticed her Mom's hand raising the hem of her jumper. Andrea watched her Mom's legs coming into view as the hem moved slowly up her thighs. Her mind reached overload as her Mom's panties came into view and Andrea saw the small circle with the "M" emblazoned on her Mom's left inner thigh.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 26

famfun07.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/03/famfun07.txt

tomy.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/51/tomy.txt

After getting in a fight with my boyfriend, I can't help but think how a long hot bath would feel. I get home, start the bath water and decide to get some candles and wine for my relaxing time. Bringing everything I need into the bathroom, I light the candles, pour the wine and get undressed. Slowly I lower myself in. I close my eyes and relax.I open my eyes to the door opening and a man, very handsome and sexy, with brown hair, greenigh blue eyes, a five o'clock shadow and a body any woman would die for walking into the bathroom. All he had on was a towel and a smile. And all I could do was smile. He walks up to the bathtub and lowers himself next to it. Leans in and kisses me long and hard. I asked if he wants to get in and join me. He just kisses me again and puts his hand on my breast. I look up into his eyes and I could see was hungry for me. I to was hungry for him. Looking down into the water I tried to watch his hands. The bubbles were in my way. I went to move the bubbles and he said, "No, just close your eyes and just feel everything I do." I closed my eyes and put my head back and waited. I could feel his hand cupped over my breast, squeezing slightly. His hand caressing me and pulling softly on my nipples. His breathe on my ear. His tongue on my neck. He slowly took his tongue and traced my neckline. I knew where he was going. I sat up some just so my breast was out of the water. His tongue kept going lower and lower until he had my nipple between his teeth. He tugged a little at a time until I gasped. I could hear a giggle. I went to open my eyes and he stopped. "If you look I will leave." I kept them closed. While fondling my nipple with his tongue I felt his fingers tracing an invisible line down to my pussy. I open my legs enough for his fingers to play with my clit. He started rubbing slowly. I held in a moan. He started rubbing faster and faster until a moan escaped from my lips. The faster he rubbed my clit the more moans came out. Right before I was about to cum, he slid his fingers deep inside. I felt like I would explode. The more I screamed the harder he pumped his fingers hard into my pussy. I shouted out, "I'm cumming!" My body beginning to relax I feel his hand slowly pulling away. Wondering what he's doing I open my eyes and he's no longer there. Feeling a little upset with myself for opening my eyes I get out of the tub and wrap a towel around myself. Blowing out the candles it turns dark in the bathroom. I go to reach for the light when there is someone in the way of the switch. I feel the body I seen when I first got into the bath. His arms feel so strong I just want to be held by them. I caress his body to feel the towel still around his waste. I pull it off while kissing him. I feel it is long and hard. I kiss his neck moving down to his chest. That hard chest expanding with every breath. I look up while lowering myself to my knees. I start stroking his long hard dick licking the tip with my tongue. I feel him quiver. I take my tongue and trace his shaft with the tip. Then take him into my mouth, yes the whole thing. I suck harder and faster while stroking and fondling his balls. I can feel him getting harder ready to cum when he grabs me and pulls me up to put me onto the counter. He takes my legs and spreads them placing them over his shoulders. He takes his tongue and plays with my clit. Licking and sucking which makes it hard to control myself. About ready to cum again while still licking my clit he puts two fingers inside me far enough to reach my G-spot. So on top of a clitoris orgasm I am having a G-spot orgasm too. I scream and dig my nails into his back. He pulls away and keeps my legs spread, he slams his cock into my wetness. The harder he slams the louder I yell, my nails digging harder down his arms. I tell him, "I'm cumming" and he says "me too " It was a long orgasm for both of us. When done he pulls out, starts to walk away. I tell him it was the best I ever had. He says, "me too." He turns on the light and to my surprise it was my boyfriend.TLC

soldier7.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/05/soldier7.txt

poker.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/21/poker.txt

It all started with a game of cards between a friend of mine and me. We where at his house drinking and playing poker for small change and I was winning almost every hand. Poor Rob was freaking out as he hates losing. The trouble started when he was down to his last $30 and the game was up to $100. The fool would not let it go and insisted on upping the bets but as he had no money left, the idiot said he'd put his wife Jane down as his part of the missing money. Jane, who was there overheard what was going on and was so pissed off she split.Low and behold he lost the hand and I cleaned up what was on the table. I didn't take the part about his wife seriously and he didn't mention it so we finished the night drinking. Jane came home two hours later having spent the evening with a girlfriend and inquired about the stupid game. When he said he'd lost she grunted and went to bed.The next day was a Sunday and I was home alone just kicking back on my own when the doorbell rang. What do you know it was Jane, Rob's wife. She was dressed up as if she was going to a club with a knee length skirt and cotton rap around black top that rapped around each breast showing exactly how big she was. When I say big I mean big, in some peoples minds she would be considered fat because she was but I happen to love that in a woman. Her skirt was stuck to her figure showing her big round belly and chunky thighs. Her cotton top was not really the kind of thing big girls wear as it did nothing to hide her true size but she seemed ok with it. I invited her in giving her a big smile and asking where Rob was. She informed me that the prick was asleep from the drinking of last night. Once in my sitting room she got right down to business, "So how do you want to do this?" she asked. "You won the game so I'm yours for now," she continued staring at me with a straight face."Hey Jane we where just kidding around you know that," I said laughing and trying to make her relax."That asshole used me as a bet and he's going to pay, I'm not here to argue," she continued sounding a little pissed off."I'm not sure what to say Jane I'm sure Rob never intended to make you do anything."She walked around the room as we spoke and I couldn't help notice her legs and ass as she was wearing high heel shoes making her legs look big but good to me. Her ass was crammed into the skirt and I could make out the exact shape of each ass check. "Don't you find me attractive?" she asked looking at me when she said it.What was I to say, I could already feel my cock twitch. "Of course I find you sexy, but your Robs wife."She stopped where she was and in one swift movement she pulled her tight skirt up to her waist facing me. "Not right now, I'm not. Right now I'm yours if you want me."Holy shit, she was wearing black stockings and suspenders and the tiniest pair of panties that where just about visible under her belly that hung down swelling out over the top of her waist. She stood her ground looking me right in the eye. I must have looked dumb, as I couldn't manage a word. She then opened the button on her top letting it fall open revealing a black lacy bra that was having trouble containing her massive bust. Her two breasts where spilling out over the top making the bra look two sizes too small."Jane you don't have to do this," I stammered. She reached around her back and unfastened the clasp of her bra. Her breasts where so heavy they dropped down almost to her waist in clear view, the nipples large and dark brown. She then walked right up to me standing in front of me so close I could smell her perfume. "Don't you like big women?" she almost purred at me."Listen Jane you're Robs wife and I don't want any trouble," I tried but she just smiled and fell to her knees before me. Oh shit, I thought. I'm not going to be able to stop if she gets my cock out.And what do you know -- she reached over unzipping my pants. My cock was of course rock hard in my shorts and it sprang up in front of her face like a flagpole. She peeled back my foreskin exposing my knob that was leaking pre-come already and engulfed my cock whole into her hot mouth. Man this lady knew how to suck cock I could have come on the spot as she bobbed her head up and down my hard shaft. She stopped sucking looking up at me with a filthy grin on her face and said, "Your cock is beautiful," and then continued giving me one of the best blowjobs I've ever had. Looking down at her I could see her huge breasts swaying back and forth as she bobbed her head. "Be careful or I'll come in your mouth," I warned breathing hard."Not before you give my pussy a good seeing to," she replied stopping and getting to her feet. This was one sexy lady, in all the time I'd known her I never looked at her in this way and I found myself envying Rob this sex goddess. She removed her skirt and went over to my sofa sitting down perched on the edge. Not losing eye contact she opened her legs spreading them wide.She still had on her panties which where jammed into the folds of her pussy lips and with her right hand she pulled the fabric to one side. I could now see her meaty pussy for the first time and it had me almost coming on the spot, it was shaved completely bald showing the two lips open and glistening with juice. She then ran her hand across her pussy opening it more letting me see the pink interior before moving up to her clitoris and rolling it with her fingers."I thought you might want to rip my panties off so I left them on," she said grinning up at me. I was between her legs in a flash kneeling in front of her my cock in hand transfixed as she masturbated right there in front of me. "My pussy is so wet I think I'm going to come," she moaned and arched her back pushing her massive breasts out at me, she was making herself come not one foot from me. I reached up taking both tits in my hands digging my fingers into the soft flesh. "Ram your cock into me quick I'm coming," she almost shouted at me pulling me to her by my cock and pressing it up to her open pussy.It slid in to the hilt and she let out a loud moan not stopping the work on her clitoris her hand a blur. Her pussy was on fire soaking wet, the muscle from her pussy sucking my cock deeper into her. I started pounding her hard right from the beginning slamming my cock into her hungry cunt."Yes! Don't stop, fuck me hard fuck me!!" she cried out going into convulsions totally impaled on my cock. She stopped playing with her pussy grabbing her own breasts with both hands mauling them and pinching her nipples as I rammed my cock into her as hard as I could really pounding her. I have never had a woman come so much and I couldn't even take the credit as she did most of the work."Take me like a dog!!" she cried out pushing me off her hard and rolling her great mass over onto her knees. Her ass was wide and huge already soaking wet between the crack from her leaking pussy.I shuffled up behind her inserting my cock back into her pussy slamming it in hard. With each trust into her I pulled her back onto me with force causing her ass checks to shake and wobble about. I grabbed her panties and yanked them hard tearing them off her in one swift movement."Fuck my fat ass your bastard give me your big cock," she was having trouble breathing as she panted away below me. She straightened up freeing her breasts letting them flop wildly back and forth. She buried her head into the fabric of the sofa and began screaming obscenities into the cushions the half of which I couldn't understand.A couple of minutes more and she raised her head her hair stuck to her head with sweet and growled at me, "Give me your cock up my asshole, I want you to fill my tight ass with your meat!"I wanted to marry this lady, I pulled my cock out of her dripping cunt and pressed it up to her asshole."Ram it in hard!" she ordered pushing back at me. Holding her hips hard I shoved my cock into her tight puckered ass going half way in before pulling out only to repeat the process this time going all the way."Oh yes fuck my ass, fuck it hard please I want to come!" She was already coming ramming her ass back onto my cock with such force I had trouble hanging on. "Don't come in me, I want it in my mouth," she panted not slowing down.I was just about there now my cock felt like it would burst, "Take it all you filthy whore," I managed slamming into her."Yes! Fuck me like a whore, I'm your fuck slut do me!!" she was shouting at this stage.I whipped my cock out from her ass on the verge of coming, she understood what was about to happen and spun around to sit on the sofa in front of me. She grabbed my cock like she hadn't had one in an age and began to suck me like a wild animal, she'd suck me then pull out jacking my cock hard at her face. Within seconds of this treatment I shot a massive wad of spunk that hit her square on the forehead dribbling down her face. The second wad hit her nose and lips where by she once again engulfed my cock sucking what was left down her troth. There was spunk leaking out each side of her lips and she let it run down her chin onto her sweaty tits. My knees buckled and I fell to the floor completely spent. She too fell back onto the sofa also spent breathing hard smiling at me. "Shit!"**A month after my little adventure with Rob's wife Ann I was back in their house for another card game. Ann was looking well but dressed down compared to last time with a knee length skirt and large T-shirt that hide fat to well her amazing bust. She greeted me at the door but showed no sign of more. The last time with her was so fucking good I had thought of nothing else since and was on the verge many times of calling by to see her again but never did.We drank and played Rob and I while Ann busied herself about their house. It wasn't until Rob left to go to the toilet that she made a move. As soon as he was out of the room she stood in front of me and pulled her skirt up high over her waist. She wasn't wearing stockings this time but she wasn't wearing panties too. She stood there with a massive grin on her face and her bald pussy on show for me. When I reached out to touch it she jumped back shaking her head no. "I'll come see you tomorrow," she said and left the room. I could think of nothing else all night and lost this time because of it.The next day she showed up as promised but not alone. She had brought a friend along this time, a woman about 40 with mousy brown hair and a very full figure. She was even bigger than Ann and wore a full length dress that spread out wide like a tent from her massive bust covering her size but making her look twice as big in doing so. Ann was dressed real sexy like last time with a short skirt clinging to her wide hips and big ass. This was not expected and I was not sure what Ann was up to but I was about to find out.In the sitting room I got drinks together while the girls got comfortable. I served the drinks and joined them sitting down on the other end of the sofa from Jane. "I told Jane everything that happened with us," Ann blurted out watching me for my reaction.I didn't really care who she told so long as Rob didn't find out. When I didn't answer she continued, "Jane wants you to fuck her."I looked reflectively at Jane who diverted her eyes to the carpet. "Too romantic for my taste Ann, why does she need you to get laid?" I asked trying to sound as everyday as possible."She doesn't want romance, she wants to be treated like a fuck slave, like a whore," said Ann smiling from me to Jane."Can't Jane talk for herself?" I asked."Jane has agreed to keep her mouth shut and do whatever I say, that why you don't have to worry about Rob finding out. Poor Jane here hasn't been laid in over a year," she continued. "Jane, stand up and take off your dress!" Jane stood up without question and removed her dress, pulling it up over her head. Under she wore a black bodice that must have been custom-made. A pair of French knickers covering her enormous ass. On her legs she had on black stockings and suspenders and she stood in black high heel shoes. "Pull your tits out over your bodice Jane, let him see those big old tits," said Ann. To which Jane reached up and pulled one the other tit out over the top. They where fucking huge, two massive white mounds of flesh that hung down and apart to her belly button. She turned to face me now looking up at me."I dressed her myself, does she look enough of a slut to make you want to fuck her?" Ann asked me. This was very unusual but very horny too so I thought I'd play along with Ann."Take off your knickers bitch, let me see that fat pussy," I said directly to Jane. She dropped her panties on request standing back up straight. To be honest I couldn't see her pussy as her belly hide it completely so I told her to sit back on the sofa and spread her legs for me. She sat back and spread her meaty legs showing us her hairy pussy. As she ran her hand down it, it opened making a long gash with two swollen lips. "Play with your pussy slut, masturbate for us," ordered Ann getting back into the driving seat. Jane began to masturbate with gusto rolling her big clit and pushing two or three fingers into her open pussy. She closed her eyes as she did and brought her other hand up to play with her nipples lifting the heavy breasts and digging her fingers into the soft flesh. Ann was looking excited almost high with a mean look on her face. I thought I'd pull her back in line, "Get over here Ann and suck my cock I want it good and hard for this slut." She looked only slightly put out before dropping to her knees before me. Within seconds she had my cock out and was sucking it with nice long slow strokes. Jane looked over clearly getting off on the side-show her hand a blur. Ann was bobbing her head up and down my shaft showing off for her friend."You ready for my cock now Jane?" I asked."Yes," was her meeker reply."I can't here you bitch," I shouted making her jump and making Ann laugh."Yes, I want your cock," she answered louder this time.I pushed Ann away and dropped down between Jane's legs my cock an inch from her pussy. Ann scrambled over and leaned on one of Jane's as I inserted my cock into her hot wet pussy. It was actually quite tight resisting a little as I pushed it all the way in. Jane let out a happy grown as it went in. She had stopped masturbating. I began to bang my cock in and out hard right away fucking her with hard slow strokes. Her pussy was wet and getting wetter. Ann looked on with such lust in her eyes she must have been on the verge of coming, when I looked down I saw she too was masturbating. "Fuck the bitch hard go on she's gagging for it," Ann hissed at me.Jane was having fun now raising her hips up off the sofa to let me ram my cock in deeper. "Yes fuck me fuck me," she chanted as I pounded the shit out of her open wet pussy. She came then flooding my cock with juice, there was so much I thought she was peeing on me. "Yes I'm coming don't stop harder, harder!!" she screamed out.Ann got up then and climbed up onto the sofa and over Jane so she was sitting on her, her massive fat ass right in my face for me to bury my face and her huge swinging tits hanging down onto Jane's face. I lapped at her open pussy in between trusts and then I stood up and slammed my cock into her cunt keeping her in the same position with Jane below her. She fell down onto Jane her breasts touching Jane's getting shoved up and down as I pounded her pussy from behind.In that position her pussy was only inches from Jane's and I was now able to change pusses as I wished swapping from one to the other. When Ann had come we changed positions turning Jane around onto her knees with her huge fat ass ready for me. Ann helped by stretching Jane's ass wide pulling the checks apart. Her brown puckered hole opened slightly and when I pressed my hard cock up against it she moved away reflectively. Ann ran her hand up and down Jane's crack smearing her liquid all around her asshole lubricating it. "She wants it up her ass the filthy slut, she's never had a nice big cock jammed up there," Ann said sliding a finger into Jane's tight hole. I pulled her hand away and pushed my cock back up against Jane's ass. I pushed forward my cock almost bending from resistance until with a pop it went in. Jane was waiting for it but was still shocked moving forward again but I followed pushing the rest of my shaft into her hole until I had my whole length crammed tight inside her. I waited a moment letting her get used to my size before slowly starting to fuck my cock in and out. She was silent not sure if she liked it or not digging her fingers into the cushions on the sofa. Within three strokes my length was moving in and out and although it was tight there was no more resistance. 'Fuck her harder, the whore needs it rough' spat Ann still only inches from us both. I grabbed her hard by the hair and pushed her head down to where my shaft was slowly fucking her friend."Lick my cock bitch, make it nice and wet so I can fuck this slut." I pulled my cock out and presented it to Ann's mouth to suck, Jane's ass stayed open looking up at me and she called out for me not to stop but Ann was already greedily sucking my cock. I rammed it hard into her mouth for a minute and then slammed it hard back up Jane's ass. "Oh! Yes! Fuck my ass fuck my ass hard!!"Ann stayed where she was licking my cock every now and then as it came out and holding Jane's ass open nice and wide. "I'm coming fuck me, pound my ass yes, yes!!" cried Jane jerking and shaking as a massive orgasm ripped through her. Ann moved away to give me room as I slammed my cock in and out relentlessly, Jane was coming continuously making my cock wet and slimy. It was a mess but fucking fantastic my balls where about burst and I wanted to make sure both my bitches got their share. I pulled out and ordered the girls to kneel before me. When they where both facing my cock I made them suck it one after the other then I jacked off pointing my cock at there faces until I came all over them both shooting huge wads of spunk onto their faces and open mouths. I now have two sluts to keep me happy and love every minute of it.END

fertilewhitebelly.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/72/fertilewhitebelly.txt

Glory loves black cock. Married to her husband Danny for eleven years. They met straight out of college. Plans to start a family were held back until Danny finally got the position he wanted at his job. He’s making good money now and his wife was ready to start a family. That’s until Danny found out he couldn’t conceive a child. After longs talks about adoption they finally forgot about having children after a couple years.Danny’s boss was invited to dinner one evening. Mr. Blackwell is a middle aged black man. Danny was kind of turned on when he noticed his boss flirting with his wife. Danny invited his boss over for dinner a few more times watching his wife get cozier with his boss each time he came over. Finally, Danny confronted Glory about the way she was coming on to his bosses advances and ask her if she was turned on by this black man. She finally confessed to her husband that she always wondered what it would feel like having a big black cock inside her pussy. Danny and Glory fantasized about her fucking his black boss for the next several months. Danny even went out and bought a big black fake cock for his wife to play with.Glory decided to take it one step further when the boss was invited for dinner once again. As they sat of the sofa, the boss started resting his hand on Gloria’s thigh. A few minutes later and they were locked in a heated passionate kiss when Danny went out into the kitchen to mix new drinks.Glory winked at Danny when he returned and he knew that Glory wanted to fuck his boss. Danny being a gentleman pretended he was going to check on something in the garage as his wife continued to seduce his boss on the living room sofa. When Danny returned he found the sofa empty. He slowly walked up the steps to the second floor to find his lovely wife embraced in a hot passionate kiss while seated on the edge of their bed.Her blouse was loose and she was unbuttoning his bosses shirt. Danny’s cock got hard as he watched the scene. Danny paced the hallway for a couple minutes and peeked back into the room only to see his boss sucking on one of Gloria’s hard nipples. Her head was tilted back and she held her hand on his bosses head as a moan of passion escaped her lips. Danny could hardly take in what he saw and turned away from the room again. He poked his hand inside his pants looking down at the floor almost afraid to look back inside their bedroom. When he did he got the shock of his life. Glory was down on her knees wearing just her heels, garter belt and stockings sucking on his bosses black cock. Danny’s eyes widened when he saw how long and thick his bosses cock was. Glory was sucking him like a whore in heat cupping those huge massive black balls in her dainty little hands as she devoured that long black stick.Danny stroked his cock trying to imagine what it must have felt like getting his cock sucked by a married white woman. Danny watched the action and turned away again to stroke his meat so they wouldn’t hear him in the hallway. Danny didn’t want to cum yet so he stopped playing with himself and poked his head around the corner of the doorway again.Glory was on the bed now getting her pussy licked by his boss. Her legs up high in the air as his boss tickled her clit with his tongue. Danny could see that massive black cock throbbing below waiting for the moment it would find its way between Gloria’s pink married pussy lips.Danny’s cock was pressed against the material of his pants as he listened to his wife’s groans. His boss took his time to get her worked up and started moving upward until his cock was positioned between Gloria’s thighs. Danny watched as his boss held Gloria’s legs back and slipped his thick cock head between the crack of her wet pussy lips.He watched as his boss teased her a few times before inserting his cock between her pussy causing Glory’s body to tense up from the pressure of having such a huge object stuck inside her pussy. Danny kept watching as his boss continued to slice deeper inside her pussy until he couldn’t go any further inside. That giant ball sack was resting on the cheeks of her ass while he waited for Gloria to get accustomed to his size. He then started to withdrawal than lunged back inside making those large black balls slap against her married white ass.Danny watched as his wife held onto her black lover digging her long nails into his bosses bare back. She was screaming with passion as his boss picked up the speed. A few minutes later Danny heard Gloria scream out her first orgasm as his boss covered her mouth with his thick black lips. They remained locked in that heated kiss until Gloria had another orgasm. This time his boss came too sending his thick white hot potent sperm deep inside his wife’s fertile belly.Danny watched as they lay there kissing with that huge black cock plugging up her pussy keeping all that potent sperm locked inside her belly. Her legs were still pushed back as his boss continued kissing his lovely blonde wife. His boss remained hard as rock as he flipped Gloria over on top of him. She started to ride his cock while trails of hot cum leaked out around his bosses massive pole. Gloria leaned down and locked lips with his boss as she rode his cock. It was a site to see as Danny stroked his much smaller cock until he came splashing his cum against the hallway wall. He peeked back inside the bedroom and saw that his boss begin to cum again. He watched as his boss held onto Gloria’s white ass as he sent another hot milky load of sperm deep inside her belly.Gloria sat on his boss kissing his face before finally climbing off. Danny decided he better head down stairs and waited for his wife and boss to come back down. Danny waited almost twenty minutes when his boss walked back into the room saying. “You have a really nice place here. Your wife was just showing me around.”Did he expect Danny to buy into that one? Well. For whatever reason his boss tried to brush off what just happened. Danny felt his boss was just trying to be polite. Gloria walked down the stairs a few minutes later. She was dressed and had combed her hair and reapplied her lipstick. She walked over and sat down next to Danny’s boss smiling at him as she took hold of his hand.“Danny? Would you please get us a new drink? I think Mr. Blackwell finished the last one.”Danny confronted Gloria after his boss left and she confessed that she lead Mr. Blackwell up to their room. Danny wanted to fuck but Gloria was too sore. Danny got hard again when Gloria came to bed still smelling like she just got fucked. She did give him a blow job swallowing his hot cum before they fell asleep that night.It wasn’t until four weeks later that Gloria found out she was pregnant. They invited Mr. Blackwell over for dinner and told him that she might be pregnant with his child. He promised Danny that he’d take care of everything if the baby was born mixed. College fund was started the following week. Gloria gave birth to a healthy baby boy. Yes. He looked like his father, Mr. Blackwell and already had a fairly size dick for a little guyENDThank you for reading my story. If you would like to read my bio please visit: www.karenkayonline.com

valentne.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/25/valentne.txt

When I was 14, my mother died in a bad car accident. After that is was just my father and I. He also provided for me and made sure I had nothing but the best. Sometimes I think he spoiled me to make up for the loss of my mom, and I certainly didn't say no. But he loved me as I loved him.Although my father dated occasionally when after my mom died, there was never another woman in his life. He was a shy, quiet man and a sweet and gentle soul. I was 19 and attending the local college and needed my privacy. But he was also a man. As much as we respected each other's space, there were times that my dad and I happened to see each other in various stages of undress. On one occasion, I was looking for a pair of jeans in the laundry room wearing only my t-shirt and panties. For whatever reason, I caught him staring at my ass in a way I'd never see before. It was a look of lust, desire and need. And it aroused me so.After that, I made sure to let him catch me more and more in various lingerie items, bra and panties, little babydolls or teddies, and even an occasional thong. The response was always the same - that lustful look in his eyes. At night as I lay in bed, I would masturbate thinking about my dad being arouse by me and taking me. It was then that I had the idea to seduce him. The question was how?I decided to make Valentine's Day a special day for my dad. He and I always spent Valentine's Day together so he wouldn't suspect anything out of the ordinary. He always bought me flowers and I always bought him candy which we would both eat while watching TV. This year, however, would be different.I sent him an invitation to a "special Valentine's Dinner" in the mail, requiring he dress-up and be ready to be picked up at 7 PM. I then went to the mall to purchase a new outfit for the special night. And, of course, I made reservations for four-star restaurant. The final touch was the limousine to take us to the restaurant.I got dressed at a friend's house and put on my new dress. It was a long, sleeveless and backless red dress with the spaghetti straps and a long side-slit up to my thigh. Beneath it I wore tan lace-top, thigh-high stockings and a simple red, satin thong. I went braless, which was fine with my 34b breasts. I also wore a pair of black, strappy 5" sandals and a simple necklace with a ruby heart my dad bought me for my birthday one year. I had my dark auburn hair-up and my makeup accented my green eyes and full lips. I knew I looked good from the look on the limo driver's face. I just hope daddy agreed.When we pulled up to the house, my father came outside to the car. He looked beautiful. He keeps in excellent shape and his 6'2" frame looked stunning in his tailored suit. When he entered the car and saw me, he was stunned. I kissed him on the cheek and wished him a happy Valentine's Day. We rode in silence until I snuggled next to daddy."What's the occasion, Ali?""I just want to treat you special for a change. You've always spoiled me so tonight I am going to spoil you."My dad smiled and kissed me on my forehead. "You're a princess. You deserve to be spoiled.""So do you dad." I savored his kiss as rode in silence with his arm around me. We arrived at the restaurant and exited the limo, making sure daddy got a good look at my nylon clad leg as I did so.Over dinner we made small talk about school, his job, friends, and family gossip,. Finally, he asked "so why doesn't a beautiful girl like you have a date tonight?"I blushed. "Daddy, we've spent every Valentine's Day together since I can remember. And besides, there's no one out there who can compete with my favorite man."He laughed. "I'm flattered but I'm sure there are many younger and more interesting men out there than your old fart of a father."I smiled. "Younger maybe, but not more interesting." I hesitated. "Or sexy." I felt my face flush when I said that, as did my father's."Alissa Deanna!" my father said in mock anger. I was taken aback and I think he picked up on my nervousness. "Seriously, what is with you tonight?""I love you Daddy. You've always taken care of me and spoiled me and made sure I had everything I could ever want. And I really appreciate that and want to make you feel special." With that I rested my hand on my father's leg and smiled at with my sweetest smile. "You're my daddy and I love you."For the longest time our eyes locked as my hand rested on his leg. "Ali...I...""Shhh Daddy, just let me do this... just let me be you valentine tonight, OK?" With that my hand softly caressed the bulge in his suit trousers. He nearly jumped out of his seat. "I'll be right back daddy." I smile, stood and left to go to the ladies room. My father, the perfect gentleman that he is, stood as well. I quickly glanced at his obvious bulge, looked in his eyes, smile and turned to leave. As I walked I put a little extra movement in my hips, feeling my fathers eyes burning into my ass. When I returned to our table, my father again stood and helped me with my chair. He seemed to have calmed down some. We ordered the dessert special of strawberries, chocolate sauce and whipped cream for two. My father ate quietly, unsure of what to say or do. As for me, I regained his attention by eating the strawberries as suggestively as possible. He had that look again and I knew he was mine.Eventually, dinner was over and, after daddy paid, our limo picked us to return home. I again used this as an opportunity to show daddy my legs. As we rode in the car, I again snuggled against my father. He instinctively put his arm around me as he has done since I was little. "Where is this going Ali?""Home.""You know what I mean, young lady!"I turned my face towards his and told him, "I told you Daddy, tonight I'm your Valentine." And with that I kissed him. It was a soft, sweet, gentle kiss, but not the kind a girl usually gives her father. It was the kind a woman gives a man with whom she is in love. And it was a followed by a second and third kiss, each returned. We looked in each other's eyes and began to kiss with the passion of lovers, our hands exploring each other. Eventually my hand found dad's hard cock. As we kissed I stroked it through his suit pants. His hands explored my breasts, my shoulder straps falling enough to expose my nipples to his mouth. His lips and tongue sent shivers through my body. As he devoured my tits, I unzipped his pants, removing a beautiful, full hard cock. My hand stroked it gently as our lips and tongues danced. I pushed daddy upright and leaned over him in our spacious limo. I licked the tip of his cock with my tongue, swirling around the purple head, as my fingers softly stroked the shaft. I then explored the shaft with my lips, licking it like the ice cream pops daddy bought me when I was little. Then, I looked up into his eyes, and lowered my lips around his full cock, sliding him lovingly into my mouth. He gasped. As I gave my daddy the best blowjob I could, I felt his hand sliding under the hem of me dress, finding my already soaked panties. As he caressed my ass, his finger slowly worked their way under the thong and into my wet pussy. God it felt so good!!! As I sucked my father he finger-fucked me slowly and lovingly. It wasn't long before I felt the trembling inside that gave way to a mind shattering orgasm. I moaned loud enough to let the limo driver know we weren't just cuddling. After a few moments, I resumed sucking my daddy's hard cock. He played with my hair and started telling me what a sexy little slut I was for sucking my daddy's cock. The more he talked the more wanton my blowjob got. I was daddy's little Valentine slut and loving it. Then, I felt him tens and knew he was about to cum. With that I began to swallow loads and loads of daddy's hot sticky cum as it shot to the back of my throat like jet streams. I slurped and gulped down all of daddy's cum and then put his cock back in his pants.When I sat up, I realized we were sitting in front of our house and probably had been for awhile. I looked up and saw the limo driver looking back in the mirror."Sir, I believe you're home now.""Yes, of course" my father said somewhat out of breath.With that the driver came and opened the door for my dad to exit. He then began to close the door. "I'm getting out too once we settle up" I told the driver."Oh, I thought you were going elsewhere. Most of the girls usually do.""The girls?""Escorts, ma'am."I laughed. "I'm not an escort," I smirked. "That's my daddy!" And with that I exited the car, took my daddy's arm and kissed him deeply. I then looked back the driver, smiled, and walked to the house arm-in-arm with my father, with that extra wiggle in my hips that let both my father and the driver know that the night had just begun. END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 25

jessies.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/59/jessies.txt

Since our marriage, her adventures have nearly stopped. On rare occasion she's slept with other men, but it's much harder to meet safe men than it was at school. Condoms are no fun - I want men to use my wife, abuse her and treat her like the slut she is. Cum oozing out of her holes and down her body is the payoff! So, as an interim to finding a way to more actively share my Jessie, I've decided to begin posting her college adventures. I've also posted some fairly tame pictures on alt.binaries.pictures.girlfriends - hoping to get some ideas to write some slightly *less true* adventures/fantasies for my beautiful wife. As I post, I'll identify the stories as true or "inspired", giving credit as necessary. Constructive comments welcomed, of course - and if you've got any story ideas, they're welcome, too. This one, the first one I've finished, is true. It is the story of the night that Jessie changed from being a frequent fuck-partner to my actual girlfriend. It is also the story of her first time with multiple partners. She'd pulled trains before, but had never had more than one guy on her at the same time. On to the Story! Jessie's First Sandwich Jessie was slowly becoming my girlfriend, rather than a whore that I fucked along with the rest of the house. She still fucked other guys from time to time, but she was no longer the drunk girl being passed around at every party. We spent time together, got to know each other, and began to fall in love. This was nice for a while, but I had, after all, fallen in love with a fratslut, not the girl next door. So, I decided to set her up for her first double-fuck. She'd been trained a couple of times, but she'd never had more than one cock in her body at the same time. That was going to change. But I couldn't narrow the lucky guy down to just one - I picked my three closest buds to share one of the few firsts Jessie had left. The plan was to get her drunk (never too hard), and while I fucked her, for them to sneak into my room and join in. The lucky threesome (Tony, Andy and Troy) had all fucked Jessie before, but they'd never had the chance to really enjoy themselves with her. We picked a Tuesday night, since none of us had Wednesday classes. We nearly always drank on Tuesdays, with or without girls over. So, Jessie didn't expect anything out of the ordinary when I made sure she was there that particular Tuesday night. As usual, there were about a dozen guys hanging around, getting drunk and looking for a way to break up the monotony of the week. We played Thumper, a drinking game where everyone has a hand signal. As other people around a table flash your signal, you have to flash your signal, then theirs, then someone else's to avoid drinking. The four of us worked together to make sure Jessie had way more than her share, and within an hour she was gone. We kept her drinking for a while, and it was soon apparent that our big plan to make her first gangbang a reality was unnecessary. She was at our mercy. Me dragging an unconscious Jessie through the house was not a new sight to anyone - as a matter of fact, most of the guys at one time or another had drug her off to their rooms. We hadn't told anyone about our plans for her - I wasn't sure how she'd take all four of us together, and after we had our fun I wanted to talk to her about it before I made her available to a larger group. The first time, though, I didn't intend to give her a choice. She was going to fuck me and my friends, the way we wanted, and we gave her no chance to disagree with us. The walk to my room revived her a bit, but it was clear she couldn't focus her eyes, and I don't think she knew who I was. It was VERY obvious she didn't know where she was, and that she didn't notice there was more than one guy with her. I let the guys undress her - over the past months I'd had the chance to become acquainted with every inch of Jessie's body, but none of them had had the chance. A drunk girl that staggers back to your room with you for a quick fuck in the middle of a party is one thing, but an almost unconscious girl to explore to your heart's content is quite another. For a while, none of us took off any of our clothes. It was a strange situation - we were all friends, and we'd never shared a woman like this before. They knew Jessie was my girlfriend, and still weren't really sure that I wouldn't change my mind. Plus, getting naked with a bunch of guys is weird, especially with one of their girlfriends there. So, we played with her for a while. I made it clear to them that I didn't want them to hurt Jessie, but that they could do anything they wanted to her. We spread her out on my couch on her back, with one leg draped over the back. Her pink pussy was gaping the tiniest bit, and her nipples were up and ready for our attention. I hung back, and let my buds go first. They started gently stroking her thighs and breasts, but soon drunken lust took over, and they were pinching and twisting her nipples, and stretching her pussy lips open and forcibly finger fucking her. Jessie began to respond to the rough treatment of my fraternity brothers, and soon her pussy began making wet, sloppy sounds as first three then four fingers of Andy's hand disappeared into her crotch. Tony was the first to drop his pants, and climbed aboard my Jessie to our applause. He buried his dick in my beautiful future wife's pussy in one stroke, and while Andy and Troy each took a breast and stretched Jessie's nipples as far apart as they could, he proceeded to pound her into the couch. He didn't last long, and poured the first load of the night into Jessie. Andy wanted her next, and as he slid into her sloppy cunt, Troy drug her head over the edge of the couch and began working his dick into her mouth. He barely had time to get it wet when Andy popped, and then he took his turn at her pussy. Jessie seemed to wake up a little bit, and began fingering herself while Troy had his turn at her. She either had a quiet orgasm, or passed out again, because when Troy climbed off, she was motionless again. My gorgeous Jessie lay there on the couch, with three loads of cum oozing out of her gaping cunt. Tony was hard again, and was looking at me to see if I wanted her. It was time for her first sandwich, and I wanted her ass. I told Tony he could have her, but he'd have to share. Troy and Andy supported her unconscious body over Tony, and lowered her down on his dick. As she slumped forward, her tight ass spread open. I worked my dick into her pussy alongside Tony to get it wet, then I shoved into her ass in one stroke, completely shafting her to the balls. I'd ass-fucked her before, but Jessie had never felt like this. She was completely relaxed, so there was no resistance. At the same time, her normally tight asshole was almost painful, with her pussy packed with Tony. I knew I wouldn't last long, so I didn't try. I fucked her as hard and as fast as I could, and fired my cum straight into her bowels. As soon as I pulled out, Andy and Troy took their turns at her ass. Taking their cue from me, they were brutal. Straight to the balls with no lube, they pounded Jessie down onto Tony's dick until they shot their loads. When Troy finished, Tony pushed her off him, laid her face down over the arm of the couch, and took a turn at her ass himself. He put on quite a show for us, completely pulling out of her ass then slamming back in balls deep on every stroke. Jessie's arms and legs twitched and jerked with every stroke, and a constant low moan began to come from her throat. Even though he'd been inside her the whole time we'd been sodomizing her, it still took him a good five minutes of hardcore fucking to get off. Jessie was a fucked-up mess. As she lay sprawled over the arm of the couch, cum was oozing out of both her holes and sliding down her thighs. Both her pussy and ass were red and raw. Her ass was especially nasty looking - her pussy had closed up while Tony butt-fucked her, but her ass hole was so stretched out it wouldn't close. I reached out and stuck my thumbs hand into her asshole and pulled it apart. I could see three or four inches into her cum stained ass. As I explored her ruined ass, my buddies thanked me for the use of her, and left. I heard them laughing about using her like a whore as they left. Jessie's first gangbang was a success - we had really messed her up. But there was one more thing I wanted - Jessie had never deep-throated me, and that night she was going to. I rolled her over onto her back, with her head hanging over the arm of the couch. I stroked myself to rock hardness, thinking about what I had let my friends do to this piece of trash whore, this gorgeous woman I had reduced to an object, a thing I could give away to anyone I wanted. I started working into her mouth, and hit the back of her throat. I couldn't get the rest of the way in, another 4" - the angle wasn't right. I reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair, brought it under her arm, and as I pulled her head back, I felt her throat begin to open for me. I went slowly at first, stretching her virgin throat to my width and allowing her drunken body to breathe. And I sunk my entire dick down her throat for the first time. I pulled out, and she began coughing. I don't know if she woke up then, but as soon as she took a deep breath, I jerked her head back, and went down her throat in a smooth motion, giving her a second neck full of my dick. Again I pulled out, and again she coughed. Less this time - and she moaned a little. I looked at her face, and saw her blurred eyes open, with tears forming at the corners, and beginning to drip up the sides of her forehead. I reached down and lifted her face, whispered that I loved her and kissed her gently. Her lips felt swollen - and ready. My dick had never been so hard in my life. I dropped her head down, grabbed a handful of hair again, and put my dick back in her mouth. I went back down her throat again, and it seemed a little easier for her. When I pulled out, there was no coughing, only a gasp for air. I began fucking her face, slowly at first and going all the way up to my balls with each stroke. I felt my orgasm coming, and began pulling her hair harder, and cramming my dick down her throat faster and rougher. At last I grabbed the back of her head with both hands and crammed every bit of my dick down her throat. I could feel her front teeth my pubic bone as I poured my cum down her throat. I stayed buried in her throat for at least a full minute, as I enjoyed every last tremor of my explosion. Her throat was working against my dick as she gasped for air, but found only dick. When I pulled my dick from her throat, it was followed by an explosion of cum as she coughed and gasped for air. She did wake up then, and asked me what the hell I had done. I just told her I loved her, and she had given me and my friends a wonderful night. She was a little upset, more because I had gotten her so drunk that she slept through her first gangbang than anything else. I promised her there would be more. END

mybest.txt

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I had always been close to Christina. We had been best friends for the past two years, and told each other everything. We often hung out alone, which occasionally gave people the impression that we were more than friends. We knew everything about each other. We had even shared our sexual fantasies and kinks. But we had never even considered going beyond that, until one day, when I was seventeen. Christina had invited me over for lunch and a swim. I hadn't seen her in a few weeks, and I never turned down a chance to hang out with her. I agreed, and after gathering my things, headed over to her place. As I pulled in to her driveway, I could already see her standing on the pool deck, waving and smiling. I jumped out and walked off towards her. "How's it going?" she called, smiling bright. She came to meet me on the edge of the pool. I took a moment to look her over. It had been a while since I'd seen her in a bathing suit, especially one so revealing as the bikini she wore now. Her long, red hair flowed down to her shoulders, and over her bright, blue eyes. The purple bikini top clung tightly to her body, most prominently her small breasts. A little sweat glistened on her flat tummy, and her bottoms hugged her small hips. An erection started growing in my pants, and not for the first time at the sight of her. I had always suppressed any urges out of respect for her, since she was my best friend. I quickly looked back upwards into her eyes, hoping she hadn't noticed. If she had, Christina apparently didn't care. She just smiled, and said, "Come on, let's go swimming." She walked over to the pool, and before she jumped in, I stole a glance at her nice, firm ass. I followed her in, trying to clear my mind of all those impure thoughts. My head came up, and I wiped all the water out of my eyes, just as Christina splashed me. Once again wiping my eyes, I splashed her, and our war began. One uncommon thing about the friendship between Christina and I is that we do a lot of physical battle. We've never been mad at each other, and our skirmishes are never fueled by anything more than our strange senses of humor. We just often randomly turn our little tickle fights into full fledged combat. This is what our splash fight progressed into. I would push her, she'd push me, and more splashing would follow. I tried to catch her leg and flip her back, but she went under the water, and swam around me. As she did so, her arm lashed out, but it did not end in a punch. Rather, I was surprised with a light caress, going up from my thigh to my crotch. I ignored this happening as an accident, and our fight continued for a few minutes. As time went on, though, she began to make more and more accidental contact with my crotch, which slowly gave me an undesired erection again. One actually constituted her slightly grabbing my cock, which threw me off balance. Christina took advantage of that second, swimming around to my back and, to my complete surprise, pulling my swim trunks down. I stood shocked for a moment as she, giggling, swam off. "That's not fair at all!" I shouted, half in shock and half in laughter. I pulled my trunks up, and turned to face her, as well as the wave of water she had sent my way. I chased her, and upon nearing her, dove. She spun to flee, but my hand grabbed hold of her shoulder. She tried shaking me off, and almost succeeded, had I not grabbed onto her bikini string. She tried to pull away, which resulted in her knot being untied. The bikini began to fall away as I plunged underneath the raging water. The whole ordeal had truly been an accident, and I began to feel awful and awkward. As I surfaced, I quickly wiped the water away and attempted at an apology. But as my sight cleared, I saw an empty pool, with the exception a floating purple bikini top. I spun towards the deck, and upon looking up, glimpsed a most magnificent sight. There Christina stood, water glistening off her body, as she moved her hair from her eyes. Her breasts were revealed, shining, and her nipples stood erect in the cool summer air. I could not move my eyes quick enough for her to miss my stare, and she covered up with her arms as she turned to look at me. I quickly averted my gaze. "I'm so sorry," I kept repeating, as I blindly splashed around for her top. Upon finding it, I tossed it on the deck, my eyes never leaving the shimmering water. I waited for her to dress, but was surprised when something hit me in the side of the head. I flinched, but did not move, and grabbed the missile. When I saw what it was, I became extremely confused. In my hand were Christina's swimsuit bottoms. I looked up at Christina, her big smile, her hard nipples, her glistening pubic hair. I looked upon the nude form of my best friend, her lithe body exposed for me to gawk awkwardly at. I looked upon Christina, upon naked Christina, and I realized that for the past two years I had wanted this sight more than anything. "You like?" she teased, motioning with a finger to come to her. I was pulled, my eyes fastened to her body like bugs to fly paper. I pulled myself up and out of the water, my cock already rock hard. Christina looked down at the tent in my pants, smiled wider, and led me towards her house. My eyes lingered on her soft, swaying ass for a moment, before I started following her. Christina led me up her porch steps and into the kitchen, water droplets falling off her body. We entered, and as she closed the door, she swung towards me and kissed me passionately. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth, intertwining with mine. Her hands roamed my body, touching my cock repeatedly through my shorts. I realized I was still clutching her bathing suit, and, dropping it, let my hands do as they would. We kissed for almost a minute or so, until Christina broke our embrace. She stepped back to look me over for a moment, and smiled. "Dave," she said, meeting my eyes with hers. "Ever since I met you, I've been deeply attracted to you." She kissed me again, and pressed her body close to mine. "I can't even tell you how bad I've wanted to do that."I stood silent for a moment, fighting my way through the cyclone of new and old emotions raging in my head. "I... have always liked you too," I told Christina, looking into her beautiful blue orbs. "I just never knew how to tell you."Christina smiled deeply, and, hugging me, whispered, "I love you." I squeezed her tightly, telling her the same. We kissed, until Christina broke off. Her eyes were suddenly filled with a passion I'd never seen before. "And," she breathed almost silently. "I want you."She threw herself on me, kissing me all over my face and neck. Her hands found my waistband, and thrust my shorts down, until they were around my ankles. Her hands found my cock, and began squeezing and rubbing it. My hands cupped her soft ass, but soon could not contain myself. My hands crept up to her small breasts, massaging her hard nipples. She moaned into my mouth with each pinch of her teats, urging me on. Her hands rubbed the head of my cock, causing my body to twitch occasionally. Christina's kisses left my neck, and moved down my body, over my chest, my belly, and finally my cock. Her tongue snaked out of her mouth, wrapping itself around the base of my prick before moving upward. She licked the tip several times, cleaning me of pre-cum, before taking my penis in her mouth. She sucked and she licked, sending waves of pleasure rippling through my body. My hand found the back of her head, and slowly I fed more and more of my cock to her. She took about four of my seven inches before gagging a little, which I took as a cue to start fucking her mouth. Her tongue continued to work as she sucked, and pretty soon I was on the verge of cumming. "I'm gonna cum," I gasped out. She stopped sucking, pulling my cock out and licking it. "Not in there, you're not," she said, smiling. She stood up, and, taking my throbbing prick in her hand, led me upstairs into her bedroom. As we mounted the stairs, a little idea came to me, and, reaching out, I ran my finger down her ass, until I found her anus. I thrust my finger in the tight hole, forcing almost half of it in. Christina gasped, and turned on me. "You have to...wait for that," she said, moaning slightly as my finger exited her asshole. We entered her room, and Christina lay on her bed, with me next to her. My hands roamed her chest, pinching her nipples. "Take me," she commanded, putting her arms above her head. I put one of her small breasts in my mouth, sucking on her hard nipple, while my hand slithered its way to her pussy lips. I licked and sucked Christina's beautiful breasts, switching off every minute or so. My fingers gently rubbed her vulva, pushing her outer lips aside to reveal her flowering pussy. I gently inserted my pointer finger, finding her clitoris and rubbing it. She began moaning and convulsing, and I took this as a good sign. I rubbed her clit harder, and she moaned louder. Her body was practically shaking, and her urgings of "Yes," and "Harder," drove me on. I rubbed with both hands, occasionally letting one finger play with her tight little anus simultaneously. "Oh, God!" she shouted finally. "I'm cumming! Yes! Oh, yes!" Christina's body spasmed while cum gushed out, soaking my hands. I positioned my head in between her legs and began lapping at her sweet juices. By this point, my fingers were soaked in her cum. I lapped at what was left around her clit, while watching some of her nectar drip down to her asshole. I started to rub her anus with my finger, eliciting little twitches from her. But her eyes widened as I shoved my cum-soaked pointer finger almost all the way into her anus. "Oooh, yeah, fuck my ass," she gasped. I let my tongue find its way around and over her clit, which visually heightened her pleasure. Her moans became louder again, and now I decided to put on the pressure. I began finger-fucking her ass vigorously as I simultaneously dragged my tongue across her clitoris. She gasped and moaned, using her hands now to push my face deeper into her cunt. "Oh yes," she urged. "Eat my pussy out! Fuck my asshole!" My finger moved enthusiastically, as I relished her tasty juices. Her face contorted into one of extreme pleasure mixed with a little pain, and after thirty seconds or so, she came again, screaming with her convulsions. After she'd calmed down a little, I moved back, and before she could fully recover, thrust my throbbing penis into her pussy. She was still a virgin, and my cock ripped through her hymen. She winced only once, and briefly, but was soon back into her own rhythm. I fucked her gently and slowly, just to get my cock nice and lubricated. I wasn't ready to truly fuck her yet. I pulled out, and asked her if she'd kindly get onto her knees. She obliged, a smile on her face, and spread her legs. "Doggy style, huh?" she asked jokingly, but her laughter turned into gasps as my cock entered her already wet asshole. I began by easing my way in, until she'd taken me all the way. She was grimacing a little, but I could tell she wanted it. I began thrusting, lightly at first, but picking up momentum as I went. Soon, I was fucking her anally, and she was enjoying it. "Yes!" she screamed with each thrust. "Fuck my asshole! Fuck me! Yes!" She was moaning now, louder as I thrust deeper into her ass. I could feel my cock swelling, getting harder and harder, almost to orgasm. "Where...should I... cum?" I asked, out of breath from the workout I was giving her. "Not in there," she managed to spit out. I pulled out, wishing that I hadn't. I had been so close to cumming. Christina flipped onto her back, catching her breath a little, and spread her legs. Her soaked labia parted right before my eyes. I stared down at her pussy for a moment, before looking up at her. She smiled. "In there," she said. "With me.""Are you sure?" I asked. "I'm on the pill," she told me, that crazed look sinking back into her eyes. "Now fuck the shit out of my virgin pussy," she commanded. "I saved it just for you."I was more than happy to oblige. I thrust in, feeling my cock being massaged by her vaginal walls. She moaned, I moaned, and I began to fuck her. Hard. We fucked like there was no tomorrow. She was screaming and begging, I was moaning, feeling shockwaves pass through my body with each thrust. My cock became engorged with blood, and I knew I was going to cum. "Harder!" she shouted. "Don't you dare stop! I'm about to–"Her words were cut short as I came, filling her waiting vagina with my semen. She screamed with me, cumming because of my orgasm, shaking almost violently. When it finally ended, I collapsed on top of her. We lay like that for what seemed like hours. I kissed her, she kissed me, and we held each other. Sweat had now replaced the pool water on our bodies. After a while, when I'd finally regained the ability to speak, I whispered in her ear. "You know, I was a virgin, too. I'd been saving it for you." Christina looked at me, a smile practically splitting her face. "I love you," she breathed. "I love you, too," I told her, and we kissed. When it ended, she smiled, and said, "You have no idea how bad I wanted to try that with you."I smiled back. "You have no idea how bad I want to try that again." It was silent for a moment, until Christina cooed as my prick, still inside her pussy, became hard again. She smiled wide, and spread her legs. END

makingbabies38joanncarlino.txt

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[Author's Note: My second "Making Babies" stories based off of a fictitious character (would have been my third, but that's a whole other story), this time from a movie.There is a similarity between this entry and the last one, "Making Babies: Jan Kuehnemund". Jan and Joann are tough Rocker babes, so I envision them having been very much alike at thirteen/fourteen.Of course for those of you who know, Joann Carlino - as played by the sexy Helen Schneider - was Eddie Wilson's girl in Eddie and the Cruisers. Helen was thirty-one when the movie came out, though I'm not sure how old Joann was supposed to have been. Helen Schneider, Tom Berenger and David Wilson (the drummer) did great jobs playing their characters in their late teens/early twenties in 1963 and all grown up in 1983.Helen Schneider I found out was in the music biz before Eddie and The Cruisers. She was a Rocker in the late '70s and during the '80s, very popular in Germany.You can find the music video for her song "Hot Summer Nights" on YouTube.Joann always made me hot when I'd watch Eddie and The Cruisers, she was so sexy in those tight black clothes in 1962-64, and as the older woman in the present, 1983. If I understand correctly, Joann was Eddie's older girlfriend. I think Eddie was twenty-one, and she was twenty-four. Frank was supposed to be a virginal eighteen, maybe younger. He dropped out of College but I think he'd gotten in earlier. The movie portrays Frank as shy and crushing on Joann, the novel makes it clear he was a virgin and Joann pops his cherry. I think his age came up in the novel but I can't remember for sure. Anyway, for this story I'm assuming Joann was twenty-four in 1962. Which means no Rock 'N Roll in 1952, kind of a downer... G]***[Summer 1952, Jersey Shore]I was only thirteen years old, but my dad got me a job sweeping and mopping floors at a bar that had live music.I love music. My dad didn't force me to work, he knew one of the owners and it was a way of getting me in the bar to listen to the bands.It was mostly Blues, sometimes some Country. But this bar featured more progressive Blues bands. Emphasis was on electric guitars, and the songs were grittier. Now if they could somehow do some kind of hybrid of Blues and Country, that would be my kind of music!I'd love to be in a band. I just wish I had talent. Maybe someday I'll learn to play guitar. And once my voice finishes changing maybe I'll have a decent singing voice. Puberty can be a *itch. Don't tell my mom I said that. She hates it when I curse.Puberty has it's upside as well, though. I had a growth spurt. I'm getting body hair.My muscles have been developing. And my prick had a growth spurt of its own. It's really lengthened and thickened. Of course I'd been masturbating for years [just don't tell my mother, she says masturbation is a sin - and don't tell her I said prick, she'd really give my white ass a whooping], so that may have had a lot to do with it.I remembered my blonde cousin Arlene catching me naked. She said "Nice prick" as she ogled my penis. It'd been the first time - and not the last - that I heard the word used.To be honest my cousin Arlene was one reason I masturbated a lot. We have a swimming pool and my older cousin has a great body under her tight bathing suit. Now if only I could see it for real.My mom would kill me for saying this, she's another reason I masturbate. You should see HER in a bathing suit, with her massive breasts thrusting out. I've cum in my swim trunks more than a few times.Of course I'm a virgin, I don't know anything about sex. Mom told dad I didn't need to know until I get married.And my friends are even worse than me. We're all just a bunch of soon-to-be 7th Graders who know nothing about sex and girls.Since I don't know anything it makes me shy, otherwise I might try something was my cousin Arlene. I get the feeling she wouldn't mind one bit. But I guess I'll be stuck just masturbating for now. I hope mom doesn't catch me.So those are my vices: Masturbating over my mom and cousin and working in a bar listening to Blues [and some Country]. Behind that the only other thing I do is play stickball with my friends, are going swimming at the Jersey Shore. I think the shore is the most perfect place to be. I love the smell of the air, the sounds of the waves hitting the shore and of the seagulls, and the sight of the women and girls in bathing suits. The lifeguard is lucky as Hell [don't tell mom I said Hell either, she doesn't like me using that word]. And when I'm just laying on the beach, my eyes closed, I can think about what a hybrid of Blues and Country would sound like.I doubt anyone in Jersey will come up with it. Probably someone further South.Anyhow, I'm mopping up at the bar, all the bar stools up off the floor, the air conditioning feeling so good on my skin, when she walks in.She was taller than me, with long, thick wavy black hair, lots of makeup and especially lipstick. And she had a cigarette between her lips.Her body was amazing. She had on tight blue jeans, a tight black t-shirt that showed off her ample breasts under a leather jacket. She pulled up her sunglasses and I saw the most beautiful eyes...She had an air of sophistication about her, and air of maturity. Maybe she was nineteen, twenty."Hi," She said, pulling out the cigarette and blowing out smoke."Hi," I said, just staring at her.She took another puff off of her cigarette."Can I help you?""Tell Jack Joann Carlino is here," She said."You mean Mr. Palmeri?" I asked.Joann nodded.I leaned the mop against the bar and went to the owner's office. The door was open but I knocked anyway."Mr. Palmeri, sir? There's a Joann Carlino here looking for you," I told him."My niece!" He said, pushing back his turn as it scraped across the floor, rising from behind his desk. "She's moving in with me. Going to be starting High School in September.""High School?!?" I repeated wide-eyed. "She looks nineteen!"He laughed, coughing from years of smoking."Don't let her looks and attitude fool you!" He grinned. "She's only fourteen."Wow, I thought. Joann was a total babe.I saw a lot of the owner's niece, every day in fact. She'd either hang out at the bar or I'd see her at the beach. Joann hardly talked to me, but I got the impression she was hanging around me."Aren't you a bit young to be working in a bar?" was the most I got at first."I like the music they play here," I replied. If I was bolder I'd have said "Aren't YOU a bit young to be hanging out in a bar?", but for some reason I didn't want her to know I KNEW she was too young.Joann always wore t-shirts, either black or white, with jeans or cutoffs. Unless she was at the beach then she wore her bathing suit. She had the hottest legs I'd ever seen on a girl her age.And Joann was always smoking. Always.I found myself masturbating even more. It was Joann I thought about most of the time now [won't my mom being relieved]. As I wrapped my hand around my prick and pumped it up and down, I'd close my eyes and imagine what Joann must look like naked. Of course I've never seen a woman or girl naked before.I imagined Joann liking my prick if she ever saw it. I pounded my prick faster and harder, grunting and groaning from the exertion. I imagined cumming all over her, then I came for real, pumping out bolt after bolt of thick, white cum, eight of nine times. I was covered in my own cum.Joann was there one night as a really good Blues band played."Not bad," She said, blowing out smoke into the already smoky air of the bar."Not bad?""Yeah," Joann repeated."It needs to be more... intense.""Intense?"Joann nodded."Someone needs to merge Blues and Country," She said.I grinned, staring at her. She was so beautiful."I know. Some kind of hybrid."She smiled for the first time."Yeah. That's the word for it."Of course she noticed me staring now."You're staring at me."I swallowed hard, and just nodded. If I had the nerve I'd tell her it was because she was so beautiful."It's because I smoke, isn't it?" She asked. Shrugging, she added "I love have something in my mouth."For some reason that made my cock hard. And Joann noticed, smirking."Come on," She said.Grabbing my hand, she led me to one of the empty back room, locking the door. She put her cigarette in an ashtray. Pressing me back against a wall and into a corner, Joann grinned, rubbing my crotch. I groaned.Kneeling before me, she unbuckled my belt. Then she unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. She pushed them down. My prick tented my white briefs. If my mom saw me now I know what she'd say.That I was going straight to Hell."Mmmm," Joann moaned, rubbing my prick through my briefs.Finally she grabbed the waistband of my briefs and tugged them down. My prick got pulled down with it, until my briefs broke past it. My prick bounded back up, smacking against my lower belly.Joann left my briefs just below my crotch. Grabbing my prick, she pulled it straight in front of me. Moving her mouth right in front of it, I felt her hot breath on the head of my prick. I moaned softly.Joann's tongue darted out and raked over the sensitive head. I bit my lower lip.Opening her mouth, Joann sank it around my length slowly. Finally she closed her lips and started moving her mouth up and down, up and down my throbbing prick. I groan/gasped, my eyes rolling back.Slowly she increased her pace. Her lips were clamped tight around my prick. Her tongue slithered along the underside, sending shivers through my body.Faster Joann sucked me, starting to moan at the same time. I gritted my teeth, feeling the need to cum.But I felt another need, to not cum yet, to hold back longer. But it wasn't easy. My brain was delirious with pleasure, as was my body. Ever nerve seemed to be on fire. I almost felt like fainting. My knees felt ready to give out.But I reached out and held Joann's shoulders, clamping my fingers around them. She moaned louder, sucking my prick faster. I was able to hold back ten minutes. Finally I said something like "Gaah!" and my prick exploded in her mouth.Joann easily swallowed down one bolt before the next bolt exited my prick. I spurted out about seven or eight times.And then my knees finally gave way and I collapsed to the floor.Joann sat down beside me. As we listened to the Blues almost shaking the walls around us, she told me about all the guys she'd been with. Not their individual names, just how many, how long, all the things she'd down. She loved being with guys sexually Joann admitted. I got the feeling what she'd done to me wasn't sex, but was related to it somehow.I was too dazed to asked her, I was just content to listen to her talk, enjoying the sound of her voice as she smoked her cigarette.As the days passed Joann sucked me off every day, maybe two or three times a day. I pretty much stopped masturbating.Then one day she told me her uncle went out of town."Come on," Joann said, taking my hand again.She took me to her uncle's house, let us in and took me to her bedroom. She had my prick out and started sucking it. But Joann stopped, getting back up.She undressed. I was finally seeing her naked. I found her tan-lines intriguing. She was pale from her chest down to crotch, but face, arms and legs were dark compared.Her large breast had large brown nipples and between her legs she was covered in black curls, not unlike my lighter brown curls around my prick. A thin line of black hairs ran up to her belly button.I had a feeling we were going to have sex so I quickly undressed myself. Joann moved back in front of me, giving my prick a few strokes.She told me to lay down on the bed on my back. She was still holding onto my prick as I moved towards the bed and climbed on it.Joann climbed on top of me, soon her crotch was over mine. She rubbed the head of my prick against her. She was wet down there, her juices dripping down my prick. Finally Joann sank her body down around my prick.She was so tight and hot inside, and even wetter. I moaned. Then she started to move up and down on me, and soon she was moaning as well.As Joann moved up and down on my prick faster, I felt my need to cum rise quicker. Having sex was more intense than having her mouth around my prick so I wasn't surprised.I hardly lasted five minutes.I cried out and exploded inside of Joann. She kept on riding me as bolt after bolt of cum spurt up into her, maybe nine times.Joann slid up off of my prick. It started to soften, my cum oozing out of her. Kneeling between my legs, she started sucking on my prick, until it reversed and was hard once more.Climbing on top of me, she grabbed me and rolled me on top of her, her legs spread. She grabbed my prick and sank it back into her."You do it now," Joann grinned.I started having sex with her. As I grew more used to sliding my prick in and out of her, I started doing it faster, then harder. Joann held on to my ass, squeezing it as I had sex with her.She seemed to get hotter and wetter inside. Joann was moaning now, and convulsing under me. Her moans grew louder, and she gasped and whimpered as well.She began to thrash under me."I'm gonna cum!" She screamed, then she really screamed.I felt her spasm around my prick as I pumped in and out of her faster. Joann clung to me as she came. As her climax passed, she moaned softly, but soon it all started again and she was cumming again.Joann came many, many times. As I had sex with her faster and harder her climaxes grew more intense and longer lasting. Eventually we were both sweaty and out of breath, as she whimpered with each coming climax. I lasted a lot longer the second time. At least forty minutes. My prick exploded again as I cried out and came inside Joann again. She whimpered, holding me tightly to her.We lay there a long time, my prick still in her, neither of us saying a word.At least not until she said, "I need a cigarette."I don't know why but I laughed. Then so did Joann. I have to say that was the happiest experience of my life.THE ENDFor more stories by this author: http://kristensboard.com/forums/index.php?board=77.0--------------------------------------------------------This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life in any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.--------------------------------------------------------Kristen's collection - Celebrity Parody Archive

voyuer.txt

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The room is nearly empty except for the bed covered by a sheet of deep midnight blue and several large pillows. Across from the bed is an oversized arm chair in which a man is seated. His black satin robe covers him neatly from neck to feet. Though he is older and his hair is graying, his piercing blue eyes register the mark of a younger man; his hands and body are strong and his mind sharp.He knows what he likes and he waits.'He likes to watch,' she said to me, pointing to the man in the chair.'Watch what?' I asked. But she falls silent.I am standing in anonymity, behind a one way mirror with the woman who brought me here.I watch through the mirror as a woman walks into the room. She is dressed in a red lace thong and high black leather boots that end just above her knees. Her long black hair hangs seductively down her perfectly arched back and brushes the top of her ass. Her skin is milky white and sharply contrasted by her dark hair, red panties and wicked red lips. With nothing covering her large succulent breasts, her nipples stand out slightly against the cold in the room. Instantly, I feel my blood rush and I start to harden.She slowly walks around the man seated in the chair and drags her hand seductively across his shoulders and chest. She comes around to face him. Standing over him, she moves forward and straddles him. She settles over his lap with a sexy sway and slides her finger into his mouth. She moves in a small rhythm, undulating over him as he sucks her finger. A fire lights in his eyes and she can feel his sex rise against hers.Removing her finger from his mouth, she slowly brings her hand back to herself and traces first one nipple... and then the other until the tight buds pucker into hard, dark nubs, silhouetted against her pale breasts. She moves her finger from her nipple, across her breast and down her stomach. He watches with expectation as her hand disappears behind her lacy thong. Her head lolls back as she slides her finger inside and looks into his eyes as she throbs over him. Removing her finger from within her soft, wet folds, she places it in her mouth, sucks off her own wetness, and watches as his eyes ignite with passion.Hidden behind the mirror, I am rock hard, my cock straining against the confines of my jeans, begging for attention. Just then, a man and a woman enter the room, both naked. His cock is already hard and her hand is wrapped around it like a vise; she is leading him to the bed like a leashed puppy.The woman in the red thong stands places a tender kiss on the man's forehead and walks purposely to the bed. She lies back on the bed and spreads her legs wide so he can see her wet, swollen pussy. She reaches down and strokes her clit with one hand. Her other hand reaches to her right breast and roughly plucks at the nipple. She sighs with pleasure and her head rolls back.The woman and man stand beside the bed watching her, stroking each other, aroused by the show on the bed before them.'Wanna see me fuck them?' She says to the man in the chair. I look at the woman next to me, the woman who has brought me to witness this sex-capade. 'I don't understand,' I say. 'His name is Mack, that's his wife, Shel,' she says, pointing first to the man in the chair and then to the woman in the red thong lying back on the bed. 'They come here for fantasy fulfillment. He likes to watch and she likes to fuck.''Who are the others?' 'We call them Toys. When people come here they buy a Toy, or two, or... whatever.''Why am I here?' I ask, confused and aroused in equal measure. 'Because,' she said, 'I want you to see what we do here. We make fantasy a reality.' I look back through the glass. Shel is leaning back against the head board, her legs are spread wide and the thong cleaves her soft flesh down the center. The Toygirl is lying on the bed with her face between Shel's legs; licking and suckling her sweet pussy, I watch as the Toy slides her fingers inside Shel; probing gently and ever deeper, Shel moans seductively, kneads her own breasts and watches with intensity as she is pleasured by the beautiful woman between her legs.Shel looks to the Toyboy standing at the edge of the bed; he's stroking the length of his hard cock; tip to base and back again. Releasing one breast, Shel beckons him closer and taking his rigid flesh into her hand, brings it to her mouth. Her tongue licks and suckles the tip of his dick, wetting it with her spit; she traces her lips with his rigid flesh. The Toyboy watches intently as she holds him tightly in her fist and takes his cock from her lips into her mouth, teasing him at first, just the tip, then a little deeper... the caress of her tongue along his shaft, a moan in her throat that vibrates against him. Deeper still, she pulls him toward her, into her mouth Shel sucks him down well into her throat. Standing hidden behind the mirror, I can't take anymore. I undo the button on my jean, reach my hand into my pants and stroke my hard, pulsating dick. 'You like it?' asks the woman next to me. 'Yes, of course I like it.' I say as I turn to look at her. She's holding her breasts and squeezing them roughly through the thin cotton of her blouse. Her nipples harden at her touch and my desire spikes. Her eyes travel slowly down my body and rest on my hand as I stroke myself.'Get down on your knees,' I say, 'suck my cock.' Dropping to her knees, she takes my rigid member into her mouth. Cupping my balls, she rhythmically pulls while she sucks; her soft groans cause the hair on my neck to stand up. I fist my hand in her luscious auburn hair, pull her closer and push my cock deeper down her throat. I look back to the scene in the room while she masterfully blows me.Watching the scene before him, Mack parts his robe exposing his erection. He slides down lower into his chair and his dick protrudes rudely before him. 'Fuck her,' he commands.I watch as Shel gets off her back and onto her hands and knees. She looks seductively back over her shoulder and smiles at Mack as she is mounted from behind by the Toyboy. The other woman lies down in front of Shel with her tight wet pussy waiting. Shel looks down at the Toy's glistening bush and licking her lips, goes down lapping at the Toy's pussy while she gets fucked from behind. The heady smell of sex fills the room.'Fuck them both,' commands Mack. The Toy rolls onto her stomach and slides under Shel's body so they're stacked on top of one another. The Toyboy slides out of the woman on top and into the woman beneath. He moves between them, entering one, then the other rhythmically pumping in and out of both women, thrusting hard and deep.The two women find each others mouths, tongues brush, lips meet. They kiss; their swollen lips finding pleasure in the softness of each other as the stroke of rigid flesh brings them both close to climax.'Come to me,' Mack commands and motions Shel to him. She slinks off the bed and slowly crawls to him on her hands and knees; her tight, round ass sways seductively from side to side and her long black hair falls over her left shoulder, swishing in front of her breasts as she moves steadily towards him. She stops in front of Mack as he stands and towers above her. The Toys on the bed continue their sex. Consumed in each other now, their sounds arousing me further as they thrust and groan and please each other.Looking down at Shel, Mack tenderly brushes her hair back over her shoulder and says, 'Suck me, my love.'Shel does as she is told. She wraps both hands around is cock and licks his shaft. Savoring his dick, she slides her hands up and down his throbbing flesh and takes the tip of his hard cock into her mouth. Behind the mirror, I'm near to losing my control. I look down at the woman before me as she fucks my cock with her mouth. With my hand still fisted in her hair, I pull her off my dick and stand her in front of me. Turning her around, I bend her over, pull up her skirt and thrust my cock into her wet pussy. She cries out and reaching back grabs my ass and pulls me hard into her again and again.I feel her climax cinch her flesh tightly around me; her swollen pussy squeezes my dick and forces my own orgasm closer.'I can't go any more,' I say, 'I'm gonna lose it.' And I do. I pound my dick into her pussy again and again; my throbbing climax increases the intensity of her orgasm and she squeezes my dick even tighter. We buck together as the spasms swiftly intensify before slowly dissipating, leaving us panting for breath and completely satiated. Groans of pleasure pull my attention back to the room. Mack looks down on Shel as she tenderly laps at his dick, loving every inch of him down to his balls, where she gently sucks one deeply into the soft wet recess of her mouth. Releasing him with great care, she takes his cock into her mouth again and pulls him deeply into her mouth, her throat. Then releasing him, she takes him deep once more and again until his legs begin to quiver.'Cum inside me Mack'He sits once more in the chair. Shel turns, backs up to him, and straddling him slides down over his waiting cock. She places her hands on his knees and leans slightly forward affording Mack an exquisite view of their sex. Mack's hands naturally rest on her hips as she moves up and down his shaft with increasing intensity as her climax looms nearer. Shel's panting groans, the feel of her flesh in Mack's hands, the sway of Shel's thick dark hair over her back as he pulls her down against him, push Mack into an animal frenzy. Together they rush toward climax. His cock throbs with his heartbeat inside Shel as she convulses and thrashes over him. Her cries of pleasure are his undoing as well and he rams himself deeply inside her as release rockets through his body.Shuddering together as their breath still heaves, Shel looks back to Mack with a satisfied grin.'I love you baby.' She says.'And I love you.' He replies as he pulls her back against him and buries his tongue in her mouth even as his still hard dick rests inside her.END

beautyoffrustration.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/beautyoffrustration.txt

Christen absolutely adored the man she called Har. After two weeks, she found the man she wanted to give her cherries too, all three of them, no question, no reservation. Har soon realized that fact. A bitch in heat is a bit more subtle.One day, he set his brushes aside and looked her over as a man might look over a woman - or horse he were considering adding to his stable. That made her blush. Har never did that. He asked her to stand before him and turn slowly. She stood and turned slowly, feeling his eyes on her bare legs. When she again stood facing him, she appeared flushed and said, "See something you like?""Christen, do you trust me? I mean, really, really trust me?""Yes. I really, really, really do trust you, Har.""Enough to take your clothes off - every stitch?""YES!""Please do."She did, like a stripper do... sorta. She removed her clothes teasingly - no music - no bumps - no grinds, but she didn't simply take off clothing items. She removed them for one man and showed that one man what she had not been doing a very good job of hiding fully dressed. Panties were not among the clothing items that needed to be removed, nor was there a bra, slip, panty hose, shoes, or socks. She enjoyed padding about his warm loft barefoot. Fact is, she pulled off the pull-over dress, but slowly.***Nude, she again stood before him, only now she seemed a bit unsure, a bit shy with her hands held to cover her pussy. He got to see her cute little "quim," but she didn't want him to stare at her "quim" - cunt neither. She wasn't ready for that. Pussy was okay, but no way would she spread her legs and let him gawk at her cunt, quim, cunny, or other funny Olde English term for the part females breed and bleed through - fuck that shit!Har looked her over and had her do another turn, which made her cottontail funny fanny blush. When she came back around, she had a blushing chest with erect nipples, the button type on a set of firm twin A's' - his AA Energizer Bitch Bunny, batteries not included - cute kid.Har said, "Do you trust me enough to tie your hands behind your back?"She swallowed hard then said in a rather mousy, unsure voice, conveying all the confidence that mice have in cats, "yes."Har had her face away and put her arms behind her back. He found some cotton sash cord and bound the wrists and the elbows. He picked up a 35mm camera and had her turn around. When she saw the camera being trained on her defenseless crotch, she felt very vulnerable and naked. She looked cold as he surveyed her through the view finder, then brought the camera down to say, "Don't you trust me?""Well, yes.""Could you try to show that you trust me and demonstrate that you are not worried about me safeguarding any pictures I may take?"She gulped and stood straight, forced herself to relax and not crouch as he viewed her crotch and made the camera flash. He took several, then had her turn profile, then back to him, then leaning forward - flash - step out - flash - step wider, far forward, now, head resting on the floor, step wider, wider - flash - flash - flash.Posing got a little easier, but then he knelt at her ass to look down on her face to say, "Christen, do you know what a beaver is?""Uh...one of these right-side-up?""I'd like to see a good one, on the coffee table - assuming you trust me.""A beaver, huh. Do you mean a wide beaver?""I'd like a good beaver, yes.""You want pictures of my wide beaver?""A few."She gulped, looked at the coffee table, looked up to Har, then to the camera zooming on her asshole, then went to her knees and made her way over, and with Har's assistance, she reclined on her back as he got in position to capture a good beaver on his knees, which was also a great position to fuck her in since he had his long, thick, hard cock out.She had to remind herself that fucking was what she wanted. She just pictured it differently. She pictured lovemaking in a bed under covers. She never pictured pictures of good beavers and butt holes, but she made a good beaver, and holding it through many flashes killed her, but she held the widest she could hold until she noticed him with a hard dick in his hand, nosing her in the beaver.His dick was much bigger than she thought it might be, and had far less condom on it than she was sure it would - none in fact - raw cock nosing her in the trusting quim while bound and helpless. Christen felt stupid and she felt fucked.Har saw her deep concern etched in worry lines, stood, put himself away, helped her up, untied her, handed her the camera, and said, "Open it up and expose the film."She didn't need to be told twice. With the film exposed, she set the camera down and looked to Har, now perched back on his painting stool, smiling like a cat who was through toying with the mouse but wasn't hungry. She said, "Why did you do that?""To show you that you can trust some men, but you can never trust you, and some who could otherwise be trusted can turn untrustworthy if a lovely thing like you can't control herself. Christen, you dodged a bullet, kid. I'm one of the few who could go that far and pull back, and sweetheart, that was not easy. You are a very lovely, very sexy young lady, and far too trusting I might add."Christen plopped her sexy young lady ass down in a chair and did not sit like a lady as she said, "I am also a very horny young lady, Har, in case you haven't noticed.""I understand that, Christen. Believe me. I do notice those things.""I know you do and you get hard. Why won't you fuck me? Do I have to beg?""You have been. I'm sorry, Christen, but I don't fuck children. You need to learn that you don't get to fuck anyone you want to fuck."Christen looked away in frustration, then back to say, "If you are worried about my mom, she wouldn't care. In fact, she thinks we are. All she wanted to know was were we using protection. I assured her we were. She figured we were. She's happy for me. I could spend the night with you, Har. I could spend all weekend with you - all week. She trusts you absolutely. She doesn't even ask what we do. For all she knows, you are the biggest pervert in the state, into child porn, selling child pussy, all sorts of kinky shit.""That's interesting. How does that make you feel?""Here we go with the feelings again. It makes me feel fucking horny, Har. I have a license to do anything, and I'm not doing a fucking thing except doing me to the point of boredom. I am so tired of fucking me, and I am so easy, I have no respect for myself in the morning, noon, afternoon, night. I tried the doggie biscuit between the shoulder blades to get a dog to mount me, but they just come up, lick my face, eat my biscuit, and lift their leg on me. I keep going from bad to worse - now this - rejected by my own kind who wants to know how I feel. I feel horny, Har, very horny with no self esteem or will to live. Other than that, I feel fine. How do you feel?""Sounds more like frustration than horny."Christen hung her legs over the arms of the chair, scooted her butt to the forward edge, and presented him with another good beaver in a sitting sprawl position as she said, "Look at this pussy, Har. This is good, tight, virgin pussy going to waste. That in itself is a crying shame, but this wasted pussy is between my fucking legs twenty-four/seven. Am I frustrated? Yes, I'm frustrated, and so are you. Tough shit. I'm not putting it away. If you won't fuck it, you're gonna look at it.""Sweetheart, I am not complaining, and I will never ask you to get dressed and put that beautiful beaver away. I am into things of rare beauty. Even your sexual frustration is a thing of rare beauty. Any girl as beautiful and as sexy as your are should never go wanting for sex, yet here your are, aching - beautiful, absolutely beautiful. Open the lips and show me how much you ache, but don't masturbate. I forbid you to masturbate. I know you want to. Don't you dare spoil the beauty. Open the lips, Christen, open the lips."Christen pulled open the lips and cried, "You fucker! Oh you sadistic bastard!"Putting up a new canvas, he said, "Hold that pose. I must capture this. Christen, oh baby, you weep in the slit. Oh you, gorgeous doll. Weep for me my unused Lolita!""Har, don't do this to me. This isn't funny.""Learn to suffer the sweet agony of sacrifice.""Fuck sacrifice. I need to get laid.""Beautiful! Absolutely fucking beautiful. That aching fuck hole of yours is the core of your beauty right now, my sweet petite with dainty feet.""That fuck hole ain't a fuck hole until someone with a dick fucks it. Right now, it's just a fucking hole between a virgin's legs. This fucking hole is killing me, and I ain't your sweet petite with dainty feet. I'm your filthy bitch with dirty knees and a wet ass and two suffering wannabe fuck holes between her hind legs.""Suffer bitch! Oh, this is marvelous...simply fucking marvelous...and your mother thinks we're fucking. That's fucking beautiful, too.""What's so beautiful about that?""A mother of a child your age should not want that, not with a man my age. I think that's bizarre and bizarre is beautiful.""I fail to see the bizarre. She wants me to be happy. She thinks fucking a man I care a great deal about, a man with a big dick, will put a permanent smile on my face. Silly me, I thought so, too.""Did you actually discuss fucking or did you allude to the act?""We don't allude shit, whatever that means. We talk about fucking. We talk about sticking hard cocks in cunts and fucking them.""Am I a good fuck?""She thinks you are.""Was she interested in the size of my cock?""Yes, but I misled her. I didn't think you were that big. I thought you were only hung.""You had to know I was big. You've seen my desire for you.""Not out of your pants and poking me in the pussy. Those things look much bigger when they are poking you in the virgin pussy.""Do I make you cum?""Ten times a fuck.""I'm very good.""She was impressed. She doesn't cum easy, sometimes not at all - bummer.""Too often the case. The female orgasm in an illusive beast who must be corned and battered into submission.""Yeah, well she has a fleet-footed little fucker that gets away most of the time. She could help trap the little critter, but she can't bring herself to masturbate while having sex with a man - too self-conscious. I tell her she's nuts. I figure a guy would get off on that. What do you figure?""You're asking the wrong guy. I like watching them suffer. I love watching a woman's frustration while I'm having my orgasm, then I pull out and love watching her cry.""You don't get a lot of repeat business, do you?""Unfortunately, no. Most women hate my kind of sex. We tend to be loners.""I'm beginning to hate your kind of sex. Look, I'm drying out. Can I at least get me juicy again? The pink parts in pussy aren't supposed to get this much air time.""I'll use my dick. That should kill you.""Damn, Har, you are a cruel bastard, aren't you?"As he knelt with weeping dick in hand, he said while applying the slippery stuff to pink membranes, "I don't mean to be, but I am trying to capture the beauty of frustration. Once I capture that, you can masturbate.""God, this feels and looks great, Har. I wish you'd cram that whole cock up my cunt.""What, without a condom?""Right now, I don't care.""What would Mommy say?""She never said I had to use protection. She just wanted to know if we did. I told her we did because I wanted her to think you were a responsible man, but as it turns out, she doesn't care. She doesn't care what kind you are, so long as you are fucking the shit out of me.""You have a kinky mommy.""Tell me about it, and getting kinkier all the time.""How so?""Like not having to go home or even call home to say I won't be home. She wanted me to tell you that. She doesn't want you to feel the need to ask or even tell her how long you plan to keep me. She wanted me to make sure you understood. She wants to wait without knowing, and you are killing me, you pathetic, loner, poet, painter person."He stood and said, "That should hold you for a while.""You almost made me cum, you know."After getting back on his perch, he said, "Damnit, Christen, you should have said something. This is serious work.""Sorry, but I need to cum. This isn't fun.""I'm not trying to capture fun. I am trying to capture the beauty of sexual frustration. I take my work seriously. I expect you to.""You expect a lot.""I'm not holding you here. You come and go as you please, but if you stay, you stay on my terms. On my terms, I decide when you get sexual relief. I said you could masturbate - when I say. I did not say you could cum. If you cum without first obtaining permission, I will send you home and bar you for one week. Is that understood?""Yes."He did some painting, then said, "You know, I think we are beginning to understand each other. Few women ever do. The few who do refuse to accept it. You catch on quick and accept it. I'm very impressed with you, Christen, and you do suffer so beautifully for me. I do appreciate that. I see your pain. I am capturing that.""I'm glad my pain and suffering isn't going to waste.""Not at all....Your mother intrigues me. Bizarre people intrigue me. She is rather bizarre. Do you see her that way?""She is different, but I don't see bizarre. This latest thing is a bit kinky, but not too. She trusts you in that she sees no harm coming to me by giving you a totally free hand. I think it's mostly that she wants you to fuck me as much as you want, and that's something I want. We both want it, so she took a chance. She knows where I am. It's not like you are likely to take me anywhere and share me with a bunch of dirty old men. You never go anywhere and don't know any.""I do. I could. Suppose I did. Have you talked about that?""Yes. She swears she won't withdraw the offer under any circumstances.""Do you believe that?""Who knows, but I believe she wants the risk. I know she wanted me to make sure that you understood that totally free meant totally free with no strings attached.""You just defined bizarre.""I did if the worst happens and she sticks to it.""What's the worst?""Who knows, but she'll never see me again. The worst for her will be never knowing and having to imagine.""Your mother is dangerous, Christen. She is bizarre, but another word for that type of bizarre is sick. If she keeps this up, sooner or later, you'll end up with the wrong guy and wind up in the hands of the wrong people. There are some sick motherfuckers out there, just praying for an offer like that. "You can trust some men, but you can never trust you, sweetheart. One day, you'll find yourself bound on a carving table surrounded by ghouls with sharp knives, snips, and pliers, and they are not closing it to clip your nails or film your beaver. Snuff is big business. Little cuties like you are snuff bait. Mothers like your mother put the bait on the hook and go trolling.""Okay, so what do I do about it?""You confront her and discuss this. If she won't get help, get out of there.""She won't and I can't leave her.""It's your ass.""To be perfectly honest, this isn't much better. Both are forms of torture. At least snuff has an ending.""Is it that bad? Honestly, is this torture?""Yes.""Then why don't you put your legs down, put your clothes on, go home and masturbate?""For one, Mom will know I have been lying to her. This has been a major thrill for her. She lives for my fuck stories. I tell a great fuck story. I can imagine great sex. She'd be crushed.""I've captured your frustration, but I'm not into torture. I am going to fuck you, Christen, fuck you and cum in your fertile and unprotected pussy. I think I'll keep you and share you with a few safe child molesters who are into photography and knocking up little girls. I'll let you go home from time to time so that mommy can know what life is like for a sex slave."By this time, he was on his knees with the head of his cock pushed inside the lips, hands firmly on her hips, ready to take the plunge as he said, "How would that life suit you?""Suits me just fine, and suits my mom even better. She doesn't want me snuffed. I'm sure of that, but she'd love it if I ended up being passed around by a bunch of child molesters. I know she was hoping you'd want a sex slave. I know she is hoping you will accept me as a gift and keep me, but she also wants to know what you are doing to me. She'd like to hear it from me.""Well, tell her about this."With that, he sealed the deal, inch by inch while she watched and grimaced in ecstasy until he came in ecstasy and left her frustrated, holding her hands to keep her from masturbating...but then he let go and fucked hell out of her real quick. He wasn't such a bad sort after all, just bizarre.The EndRead other stories by the same author by visiting Phantom Base at HTTP://PhilPhantom.ComCAUTION: Exercise caution and good sense before engaging in unsafe sex practices that involve any exchange of body fluid, even contact with open sores or small cuts. Scenes involving large objects, tattoos, bestial sex, body waste ingestion, bindings, devices and gadgets are the stuff of fantasy and are offered to promote the only safe sex there is - masturbation. Before you try anything, find out what the risks and hazards are because they can all be deadly. Read, enjoy, and remember - sex with minors should be left to other minors. PP*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 70

insertion.txt

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Returning from my latest trip which was a Caribbean and Central America Cruise, Susan picked me up at the airport as usual. It was mid afternoon and after the welcome home kiss and hug, Susan said we had to hurry as she had an appointment at the clinic. On the way Susan explained she had suffered a severe cramping of her right leg which had literally floored her.We entered the new all glass building of the clinic near where Susan works, instead of her normal GP due to having the seizure that morning.The receptionist directed us towards the right and room 10 where we should take a seat and wait for the doctor to call us. We had a short wait before the doctor called us.It was a tiny room, hardly enough room for the doctor's large desk, a chair for the patient and a plain examination couch so I was left standing in the only available space by the door. To the left of the desk was a floor to ceiling window, shielded only by pale Venetian blinds.After checking Susan's details which had been completed when the appointment was made Doctor Moore asked Susan about medication she was taking, which was only the birth control pill, whether she was having or had in the past dizzy spells and then what the problem was, she explained she had been struck by a sudden camping sensation while at work, which crippled her, when the nurse in the building was massaging the affected calf muscle, she had found a lump, she suggested it should be looked at by a doctor as soon as possible so made this appointment.The doctor asked Susan to lie down on the couch so he could examine the leg, he washed his hands as Susan lay down, he turned around and asked which leg so Susan indicated the right, he then realised Susan was wearing nylons and asked her to slip off her thighs or stockings, Susan was wearing Pretty Polly holdups for me coming home, she blushed slightly, bunched up her skirt and slid down the stocking, in doing so I caught sight of her tanga covered mound, since I was at the end of the couch. Once more the doctor started to examine Susan's leg, beginning at the ankle working gently towards the knee, he found the tender spot and asked her to roll over so he could see the area and looked closely. The doctor explained that the lump had gone but there was some localised bruising, he then asked Susan to sit up and swing her legs over the side of the couch so he could listen to her heart and lungs. Susan did so, and was asked to undo the buttons of her blouse, the doctor then sounded her chest followed by her back using a stethoscope, he announced that Susan's heart and lungs sounded fine and there were no irregularities, she could get dressed. With her back to the doctor Susan buttoned up and straightened her blouse, slipped on the hold up, and again I got a glimpse of her knicker-encased mound as she smoothed the nylon up her thigh, then she tugged the elastic cuff to prevent any wrinkles. When he had finished writing up Susan's notes he asked her to have a seat and explained that the cramp may have been a small blood clot caused by the pill, so he would recommend that Susan stopped taking it, he also suggested she have a follow up with her own GP, for further tests to confirm his diagnosis, and in the mean time to take half an aspirin a day.Also to reduce or prevent clotting, which is what may have happened that morning. We both started to speak together, then stopped as quickly, Susan then explained we did not want to start a family yet, due to our careers, and did not like using condoms. The doctor suggested we should consider another form of contraception either a diaphragm, cap, an IUD or IUS, or perhaps injection, and due to the possible risks of continuing the pill, sooner rather than later. Susan made the point that the diaphragm would take away the spontaneity of our love making, and the doctor suggested that didn't have to be the case, if I were to insert it as part of foreplay or making love, Susan countered that with the fact she would always have to carry it around with her which would be a bore, and she didn't fancy an injection every 3 or 6 months. I asked what the difference between an IUD and IUS was and the doctor went on to say they were very similar except the IUS gave off hormones, he said they could be left in place anything from 2 to 10 years. Susan then asked how quickly they became effective and how effective they were, to which the doctor replied immediately and 99%.The family planning doctor could give more specific details and also recommend the most suitable, at which point he excused himself, picked up the telephone and dialed an internal number. We then listened as he talked with a Dr Smyth, explaining our situation and wondered if the doctor could fit us in to her schedule, to which he got an affirmative.The doctor said he would accompany us, have a quick word with Dr Smyth and hand over Susan's notes if we had the time. I immediately agreed and confirmed with Susan the sooner the better. We passed the reception and into another corridor, which had doors in pairs instead of at regular intervals, one with a number and the one adjacent marked private, we came to number 5 and were asked to take a seat. The doctor entered the door marked private, and I could see it was some sort of store or lab with instruments and sterile looking packages.Within a few minutes Dr. Moore appeared at door 5 and asked us to enter, we entered and were ushered to 2 firm but comfortable chairs, and introduced us to a rather attractive Dr Smyth in white lab coat, sitting behind a large, tidy, well polished wooden desk.. Dr Moore took his leave and Dr Smyth continued to hand us each a questionnaire to complete, so she could better evaluate our needs. I filled out the form as quickly as possible answering all the questions, some of which were to do with relationships, sexual partners and diseases. Susan was taking longer so when I handed back the completed form to the Doctor, I looked to see how many questions she had to complete, it was then I noticed the female questionnaire had extra pages, when I looked closer I should see Susan filling in information regarding her menstrual cycle and contraception. Once the Doctor had read our forms she went on to tell us about the options we had then asked if we had any preference, Susan explained she preferred something that would allow spontaneity, and no injections. Dr Smyth would not recommend an IUS since Susan already probably had a reaction to chemicals or hormones, she suggested that the most effective would be an IUD, It's very small – not much longer than a matchstick, in fact. Indeed, any IUD could comfortably sit in the palm of your hand. Your womb (uterus) is actually about the size of your clenched fist. So if you close your hand round a matchstick that gives you a rough idea of how an IUD sits inside your womb. Most IUDs are now T-shaped they're made of plastic and copper, sometimes with a little silver inside. All IUDs have either one or two little threads, which hang down a short distance into your vagina. These are useful when you or a doctor or nurse, are checking to see that the device is still in place. Also, most importantly, the threads are used when it's time to remove the IUD; the nurse or doctor just grasps a thread with a surgical clip and pulls the device out. If Susan was in favour she could begin straight away, by examining her to establish which model would best fit. She went on to explain the process, it would begin with Susan being given a mild pain killer Ibuprofen to be taken orally, and something to empty her bowels which would make the fitting more comfortable and avoid anguish. We agreed.We followed Dr Smyth round the end of the partition which separated the office part of the room from the examination area. The doctor handed Susan two tablets and a glass of water, when she had swallowed these, she was asked to strip off from the waist down, there was a chair beyond the examination couch she could put her cloths on, in the mean time the Doctor who wore no un-necessary jewelry or any apparent make up was preparing some instruments. A nurse appeared and started positioning leg supports in place of the stainless steel stirrups on the end of the examination couch and a tissue pad between them. Susan was soon undressing, first she rolled down the holdups, next hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her white Sloggi tanga and slid it down to step out of them, then finally unzipped the pin stripped skirt allowed it to fall around her ankles then stepping out of it, gathered it up, folded and placed it over her underwear on the chair. As Susan approached the couch the nurse placed a small stainless dish on a trolley and indicated to Susan that she should sit up on the pad between the supports, lie back and bring her knees up to her chest. When Susan was in this position I could not help but gaze at her full rounded bottom, looking like a firm peach, ready to be eaten, the nurse at the side of the couch told Susan to relax while she inserted two suppositories these would provoke a bowel movement, the nurse then moved to the bottom of the couch and exposing Susan's sphincter with the gloved fingers of her left hand, placed the first bullet shaped suppository against the rose bud and pressed it in following to the full depth of her gloved middle finger. This was closely followed by the second, Susan was then told to sit up, it would take a few minutes for the suppositories to take effect, and when they did there was a toilet just off the examination room.While we were waiting for that to happen Doctor Smyth said she would start by having a look at her leg, which she could suspend immediately Susan felt the bowel movement coming on., the doctor rolled a stool in front of Susan and took both her feet into her lap, she then using both hands began to compare the muscle texture, next the right calf was being examined when Susan said she felt she had to use the toilet. The doctor lowered Susan's legs and rolled out of the way so Susan was free to hop off the couch and go to the toilet, I could see her bum cheeks clenching as she scurried to the loo.On returning Susan was asked to sit on the pad again, the nurse helped her lie down and put her legs in the supports, Susan then had her legs adjusted so her knees were a little more than hip width apart, raised so her silky thighs opened to give complete access to her nether regions. From my position by Susan's left hip I could plainly see her puffy outer labia major parting to show the inner moist pink labia also parted with the clit just peeping out from under it's hood.. The end section of the couch was lowered to leave Susan's bottom just over the edge, she was then told by the nurse she had to swab her pedendula, inner labia, her urethra and the entrance of the vaginal canal, to prevent transferring any germs or infection into the womb during the insertion process, but due to Susan having no hair down there, it would make her job much easier. Using each swab for only one wipe from front to back the nurse started working inwards till she had reached the centre then she gently pulled up on the hood and wiped under the hood and clitoris, then finally with another swab worked into the folds all the way to the entrance of her vaginal canal. The nurse moved aside to tidy away the trolley with the swabs and bowl containing the solution used to wash Susan.The Doctor again rolled the stool between Susan's legs and sat down moving another trolley to within easy reach to continue the procedure, The doctor put on a face mask and handed me one saying if I wanted to see what she was doing I had to do the same.To minimise risk of infection to Susan's unprotected uterus which under normal circumstances had the barrier of the vagina and cervix preventing germs entering, she told Susan she was going to apply an antiseptic solution to her genitals and introits to sterilize the area, this would be repeated again to the cervix, she then opened a sachet of amber liquid and poured it into a kidney shaped dish.The nurse moved alongside Dr Smyth, and opened a sterile packet containing an examination glove and presented it, so the doctor could slip it on without the need of touching the outside, this was repeated with the other. The doctor used the solution on swabs to apply the sterilizing solution to Susan's genitals.After changing her gloves Dr. Smyth then picked up a speculum from a tray which had been uncovered by the nurse, she then asked Susan to stay relaxed especially her vaginal as she was about to insert the speculum, with that she used first and second fingers to part Susan's labia a little further so the speculum, something which looks like a duck bill, would have access without undue pressure, which lets her see Susan's cervix. The Doctor gently slipped the Speculum between her fingers and into Susan's vagina with the handles horizontal, when they came into contact with Susan's left buttock the Doctor twisted them downwards and explained she was going to start to spread her vagina while positioning the end of the speculum around her cervix. I could see the doctor squeezing the handles and at the same time manipulating and pressing the speculum deeper, when it was fully inside she then completed opening the speculum till we heard a click as the handles locked into expanded position. Next the Doctor turned a thumb screw which I could see stretched Susan's outer lips giving a clear view and access inside. The doctor asked me if I had ever seen a cervix, I had to admit I hadn't so she moved aside a little to give me a better look, it was just like my bell end in a tunnel, smooth and glistening with natural lubrication. She then used another swab soaked in the sterilizing solution, held with long pincers, to apply to Susan's cervix.Next doctor Smyth told us she had to hold the cervix to prevent it moving during the insertion, she picked up an instrument called a tenaculum, which looks like a set of small pincers with long handles, she passed them through the speculum manipulated them into place and told Susan she would feel an ache when she grasped her cervix, Susan then almost squealed as I watched the doctor close the handles and lock them together. Next she explained she had to check the length of your womb with an instrument called a sound. This might feel like a period pain or hurt very slightly, it looked like a small penis or dildo on the end of a thin rod and about the thickness of a pencil. I watched carefully as Dr Smyth worked the sound into Susan's womb, this made Susan whimper and reach for my hand, in a few minutes the Doctor told us Susan was very normal and of average size inside. The doctor asked the nurse for a specific IUD, she held the sound in place and questioned Susan about how she was feeling and gently calming her, while the nurse quickly went to the adjoining store and returned with a sterile package. The Doctor then removed the sound, after the nurse opened one end of the packaging, revealing a plunger at the end of a slim instrument, which is shaped like a long drinking straw, taking hold of the plunger end, Doctor Smyth explaining exactly what she was doing, as she passed it inside the speculum, slipped it through the small opening in Susan's cervix, which she had just dilated slightly with the sound, and into her womb. Finally, she pushed the IUD out so that it released into Susan's womb, and then withdrew the 'straw'. Next she peered into Susan's vagina through the speculum then picking up a sterile long handled scissors trimmed the strings attached to the IUD, retrieved them with a tweezers and then released the tenaculum. Dr Smyth moved aside and indicated I could have a look to see how the strings looked, she said they should not interfere with sexual intercourse, and that I would more than likely never notice they are there, unless I went looking for them. Susan was asked to lie still and relax to allow her internal parts to relax into their natural state after having been stretched and pushed around, Dr Smyth asked how Susan was feeling and if she was in any pain, Susan replied it was more discomfort now and that the worst part had been the taking hold of the cervix with the tenaculum then the dilation, she was fine now. The Doctor suggested gentle massage of the abdomen helps, then disappeared to her desk, so after squeezing Susan's hand and giving her a kiss on the lips, I placed my hand just above her triangle of pubic hair and rubbed her tummy in a circular motion staying well clear of the speculum which was still in place. After about 10 minutes Dr Smyth reappeared asked how we were doing and took a seat between Susan's legs again, looking into her vagina she declared everything was normal and progressing nicely, just to carry on as we were for another 15 minutes or so and everything should be in good shape, all this rubbing was getting me aroused, I just hoped it wasn't obvious.After the prescribed time Dr Smyth again sat between Susan's legs, after a brief examination she said everything was back to normal, asked if I wanted a last look which I did, and I could see Susan's cervix had contracted and the strings were held tightly, As I moved back to Susan's side and held her hand the doctor slipped out the speculum then wiped off Susan's pudendum and raising the lower section of the exam couch lifted her legs out of the stirrups. Susan was then asked to sit up slowly, as it is not uncommon to feel dizzy when the blood rushes back into the legs, Susan sat up slowly, she said she felt fine and the doctor told her to hop down and get dressed when she was ready.I watched as Susan got dressed, first the tanga, skirt and then the hold-ups, stepping into her shoes she turned and caught me gazing at her beautiful body. We strode back to the doctors desk, were asked to have a seat, and Susan was told she should have a check up in at the end of her period, to make sure the IUD wasn't expelled during Susan's period. Avoid penetration for the next 24 hours, to allow everything to settle into place and help prevent infection, if there were no questions the doctor wished me a happy leave and Susan all the best till her next visit.We didn't have conventional sex that night, that didn't stop us enjoying each others bodies or discussing the feelings we had in the doctor's office that afternoon.END?

kim.txt

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I will start off here explaining that both my wife and myself never realized it would go this far. That is with our twelve year old daughter Kim. But I must explain.Exactly one year ago my wife and I were in some sort of wild and crazy sexual experimental stage that had us doing all sorts of kinky things that now that we have a chance to look back realize how insane it all was. But it led us to include our daughter. Now that the genie is out of the lamp it won't go back.Well it all started one night when we were both so drunk from going out with friends we came home paid the babysitter and began to make out on the couch. My wife Janice is so hot she could make the dead cum. At thirty she looks like twenty and the body matches. She now keeps her blond hair short and her green eyes are huge with full sexy lips. Her body is athletic and fit and tight. Nice pendulous breasts with thick nipples and an ass to die for. She loves sex like I do and at times she can become insatiable and almost impossible to please. Especially when she's drunk. She wants to fuck all night and damn I can only get it up so many times.Tonight she was particularly horny and immediately started to suck my cock, deep-throating it in long smooth swallows which makes me crazy. Soon we were groping and fondling like mad and realized that if Kim woke up and saw us she would be shocked. So we struggled up the stairs between kissing and groping. Fell against the walls in the hallway trying to get our clothes off and stopped. We could hear Kim moan a bit. We were waking her up. Janice held a finger to her lips and winked at me as she carefully opened Kim's bedroom door. We were almost naked, me in my boxer shorts, Janice in just a pair of thongs. We entered the bedroom without a thought as to how we looked and saw Kim sleeping. She was so beautiful while she slept. Very much like her mother she had long straight blond hair and crystal green eyes. Her body was developing quickly and Janice had to take her shopping several times during the year to get her new underwear since she was growing out of her bra size. Though she was still a bit boyish looking her body was slowly getting its curves. Even now boys were asking her out. I even saw men staring at her with looks that made me want to beat the hell out of them. "Isn't she beautiful baby?" asked Janice who was pressed against me her body so hot her nipples hard."God she is growing up fast. Look at her," I replied.I felt my wife reach into my boxer shorts and start to rub my cock which quickly started to grow."Honey, she could wake up you know." I smiled at her knowing it was pointless to complain. If Janice wanted sex she just did it wherever, whenever."Well if she does then she'll get an early sex education."She slid my boxers down to the floor and continued to pull and jerk my cock. I must admit that her doing this in the presence of my sleeping daughter was incredibly erotic."My, my. I think someone likes what I'm doing." she whispered.I groaned as she slid her hand down to my balls."Just think honey one day our baby girl will be doing this to someone. Ummmm, just think about that hot little mouth of hers going down on some big cock like yours.""Jeez baby..." I whispered. The image was so powerfully sexual I almost came.We started to make-out and soon her thongs were also on the floor and she was sucking my cock. I looked at Kim sleeping and down at my wife whose beautiful lips were wrapped around my thick cock. Suddenly she stopped. A funny smile on her lips."I think my hubby likes doing it in front of our baby girl. Haven't seen you this hard in a while. I wonder what your cock would be like if..."And then she moved away from me giggling and hushing me again. She moved toward the bed on tiptoes and leaned over Kim's sleeping form. She looked back at me and arched her eyebrows licking her lips. What was she up to? Damn if she woke up Kim this would all be so embarrassing.She reached down and began to lower the sheet covering Kim. Slowly with infinite care not to wake her she uncovered her sleeping form before my eyes. There before us was Kim in a t-shirt bunched up close to her small breasts and only wearing her white cotton panties. My cock rose another inch and Janice smiled. She came back to me and whispered, "Nice isn't she baby? Regular little hottie. She is so beautiful."I moved her in front of me my cock pressed against her ass cheeks and started to fondle her breasts and nipples which made her moan in pleasure. She moved her ass in small circles pushing it back against my cock. I groaned. "Bet you would like to have a taste of something that sweet wouldn't you, you horny thing you?"I whispered in her ear. Her answer was to move her ass up and down pressing my cock deeper into her ass cheeks making my cock slide against her asshole and pussy."I want to see her pussy baby. Don't you? Id love to see how hot our daughter really is."I laughed and pulled her nipples feeling her shutter. Her body moved so slowly, seductively. Then she did something that I hadn't expected. She moved forward against my protest and knelt at my daughter's bedside. She raised her ass high and turned to look at me with those hot lust filled eyes and beckoned me to her. Like in some drugged filled dream I went to her knowing that my daughter could wake any second. I knelt behind her and opened her ass cheeks wide seeing how wet she was. I placed my cock not at her open sopping pussy but at her asshole and pushed. She groaned as I began to fill her inch by inch. Her tight anal ring stretched wide around my invading cock. She loved to ass fuck and I loved doing it to her and tonight was even more incredible because we were so turned on. We were bordering on the most taboo of sexual themes as we made love looking at our daughter's body.My cock was fully inside her ass now and I began to fuck her slowly, deeply. She could always take my cock easily in her ass and I loved to fuck her there. She moved with me now in complete rhythm as we fucked. Then to my amazement she moved closer to Kim's sleeping form and began to kiss her leg moving upwards all the while carefully moving her legs wide apart. Kim was so deep in sleep that she never aware of all that was happening around her and now to her."What are you doing?" I whispered loudly.Never missing a beat in our fucking she turned with a smile on her face and licking her hot lips. "I want to see our babies hot pussy silly."I thought she was crazy but now I thought she was indeed insane. But my cock grew larger inside her warmth and she noticed as she pushed back harder driving my cock deeper than ever into her ass. I watched fascinated as she moved her fingers lightly over Kim's white cotton panties. Janice was so fucking incredible so hot never afraid to do whatever it took to get the ultimate orgasm. But this time she was going right over the edge. She began to pull the panties down inch by inch careful to maneuver them this way and that so as to not wake Kim. Soon the panties were down around Kim's ankles and we were looking at one of the most spectacular pussies ever. Her pussy was almost hairless and was so smooth. Her pouty vaginal lips were slightly parted showing her pink insides. I caught my breath at the sight and so did Janice who stared at it wit what could only be lust. I wondered how far she would go and didn't have to wait long as she leaned in and kissed Kim's pussy. A light loving kiss that almost made me cum right there. Her pussy quivered and I felt her cunt squirt cum as she orgasmed. It obviously made her hotter than hell doing such a depraved act and she turned to me her mouth open, breathing hard in excitement. "God baby, she's so fucking hot." I watched as she turned back her fingers now touching Kim's pussy opening her up wide showing me her pink wet insides. Her tiny clit peeked out as Janice pulled back the hood. My cock was ready to explode. Then she leaned in again this time licking her tongue over Kim's open pussy and clit. That was all it took as I began to cum harder than I have ever done before into my wife's ass. I drove my cock in and out over and over shooting sprays of cum into her as she groaned and bucked back against me. She took one last lick across my daughter's pussy and moved back. Slowly she stood up with cum dripping from her asshole down her leg and floor. Then placed the sheet back over Kim's sleeping form.***The next morning we were both very quiet. Neither one of us wanted to talk about our behavior of the night before. It was Saturday morning and Kim and Janice were to go shopping. I sat at the breakfast table when Kim came down. Both Janice and I watched her as she ate breakfast. She talked a blue streak about all the stores they were going to go to. We both sighed with relief at knowing that she was truly not aware of her idiot parents in her room.That afternoon they came back with smiles and laughter holding bags of goodies from their shopping expedition. Kim ran up to her room and as usual started to text message all her friends. Janice came to me and sat on my lap, kissed me and told me she loved me."Do you hate me for what I did last night?"I looked at her with utter disbelief. I was also to blame for our abhorrent behavior."No baby, never. I was there too you know.""I know honey. But you weren't the one actually doing something sexual to Kim."Horribly, I felt my cock start to grow under my wife's ass. Just the image of what she did made me get hard. She felt it and kissed me hard. Her tongue darting into my mouth as we made out on the kitchen chair. She ground her tight ass into my crotch making me groan aloud."I think someone really did like what I did last night.""Yes I did. I can't believe it turns me on.""If that turns you on wait till I tell you about our daughters conversation with me when we went shopping."I reached up to cup her breast pinching her nipple into hardness. She knew she had me again in her sexual grip."She said that last night she had sexual dreams. That she thinks she had an orgasm."I looked at her smiling face and smiled back. She had that shit eating grin that said it all. Janice had made her cum. "I made our baby cum. What do you think of that honey?""Did it taste good you naughty girl?"I asked now fully caught up in our perversions."Yummmmmm. Nice and sweet. She was so wet baby."I felt her grind harder into me making my cock so hard and ready to cum."We went shopping at Fredericks of Hollywood today. I bought our daughter some new underwear. I told her she should wear it to bed every night. It makes you sexy.""You didn't really say that?" I inquired amazed.She nodded that sexy smile plastered on her face. "So she'll have her new underwear on tonight?"She nodded again her body hot to the touch. Ready to fuck."I guess we'll need to see if she listened to you wont we?"She nodded in agreement and kissed me driving her tongue deep into my mouth.***We waited until Kim was again asleep all the while getting ourselves hotter than hell. I fingered Janice till she came hard on my hands squirting her hot juices everywhere. After all this foreplay we got undressed and snuck upstairs. Janice went into her room first and again knelt by the bed slowly taking the sheet off revealing that indeed Kim wore one of her new sexy underwear sets that Janice bought her. I felt my pulse quicken as I saw the skimpy sexy thong my daughter now wore. It barely concealed her pussy. Just a thin triangular patch. Her top was a small bra that also barely covered her tiny breasts. I was hard in a second. Janice looked at her daughter taking in the beauty before her. She grabbed my cock and began to suck it while looking at Kim's sleeping form. Soon she pulled away and I knelt with her close to Kim. "Go ahead baby. I know you want to suck her pussy really bad. I want to see you do it again."She bit her lower lip and kissed me and then moved toward Kim. She immediately pulled her thongs off revealing that tender little pussy. I helped this time opening her legs wide careful not to wake her. I watched as Janice leaned in and began to lick her pussy. Her tongue lightly glazing her tiny clit and lips. I heard Kim groan softly in her sleep and this only emboldened Janice further. I watched in excitement as Janice parted Kim's pussy wide and drove her tongue inside her wet opening. Kim's buttocks moved upwards as she moaned not knowing why but loving the pleasure. Janice pulled back and looked at me. Her eyes spoke volumes and I understood immediately as I moved between my daughters legs and began to lick her wet pussy. It was so smooth so wet and so sweet. I licked her from asshole to clit and watched as she moved to capture my tongue. Her tiny ass ground into the bed as I licked deeply inside her pinkness. Janice watched me loving every lick and reached out to pull Kim's hood back from her clit. I went to it and began to lick it with quick strokes. Kim moaned louder and soon I saw in amazement her pussy contract, open and then squirt cum on the bed. I held it open watching every drop come out of her wet cunt. Janice came right after shooting her cum in heavy squirts. She then went over and undid Kim's bra pulling it free. Her tiny puffy nipples were swollen in excitement and Janice took one into her mouth. Kim reacted immediately as her pussy squirted more juice. God she was so fucking hot. Janice licked upward. First her neck, then cheek, then shockingly and to my further amazement her mouth kissing her fully into wakefulness. I got up and ran out but Kim opened her eyes to look at Janice her breathing quick and excited. Janice kissed her again and this time Kim opened her mouth to accept her. I watched like one in a dream. My wife was kissing our daughter. Kim moaned as Janice reached out to cup her small breast pinching her nipple and then pulling it."Like that baby?" Asked Janice looking into Kim's eyes that were now lust filled slits."Yes... mommy..." Came her tiny hot voice."Daddy is going to fuck you baby. Would you like that?"She turned to me saw my big cock and nodded."Yes mommy."I moved between her legs that were spread wide placed the head of my cock at her open pussy and pushed. The head of my cock slipped nicely into her soaked cunt making her cry out in pain but Janice kissed her and soothed her as I slid inch after inch inside her tight pussy. The walls of her cunt were like a vise grip on me but so hot and silky. Soon I was fully into her and began to fuck her as Janice moved down to her clit to suck it. Kim moaned as I felt her cunt contract around my thick cock. I knew she was cumming already and pulled my cock out letting Janice suck it tasting Kim's hot juices on it. Then pushing it back inside her now well lubricated cunt. My balls were slapping against her ass with each thrust and Janice licked her swollen clit like one starving. Kim cried out over and over with each orgasm sending squirts of cum out around my cock.That night we taught our daughter how to suck cock, to eat pussy, to anal fuck and to our amazement allow Janice to slip four fingers inside her wide pussy.THE END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 52

andthen4.txt

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(from end of part three)It felt good I have to say. I think he was surprised to feel me start to harden. It wasn't just the effect of his mouth on my hardening prick; it was what I was looking at as well.Paula had swivelled back to expose her cunt towards me. She was watching her husband kneeling in front of her lover, licking his wife's love-juice and her lover's cum from his prick. I looked at her as she masturbated vigorously at the sight. She smiled broadly at me. 'I love you,' she silently mouthed. I looked back at her. 'I love you too' I silently replied.What the fuck had I got myself into? I thought.Part fourPaula saved the situation by way of a violent and noisy orgasm. Martin stopped sucking my prick to turn and look. I was relieved as he'd got me to a good erection and I was beginning to wonder who would come first, me or Paula (or him). We both watched as she shuddered into quietness and then totally relax. She lay there for a short while with her eyes half closed and then opened them fully. 'Come and make love to me Martin,' she said, and moved back into the centre of the bed. She looked in quite a state, her thong pulled to one side, her skirt around her waist and her swollen breasts exposed. She was soaked, as were the sheets around her. There was a scent of raw sex in the air; a heady mixture of her feminine fragrance, my cum and the heat of her husband.Martin moved to the bed on his knees (ever submissive) he climbed onto it and then between Paula's parted legs. She put her arms around his neck as he started to rapidly prod around the area of her cunt with his little penis, trying to enter her. No wonder he had a problem; from behind he looked like a desperate dog trying to shag a bitch. 'Wait!' said a voice sounding strangely like mine. He stopped dead and looked over his shoulder at me. 'Slowly Martin,' I said, 'slowly.''I'll help' said Paula and reached down to guide his penis. As she touched it I sensed him tense; without any thought I reached forward and grasped his balls firmly in my right hand and squeezed. 'Don't even think about cumming,' I said and squeezed slightly harder. He gasped and stayed stock still. 'Now, I said, 'Paula just ease the end of his cock into you, no more than that, and then let go of it.' She moved towards him with her hips and took the end of his penis in between her fingers and into her leaking cunt; then she let go of it. 'Stay still Martin' I commanded. 'Yes David,' he said, 'whatever you say.' I slowly let go of my grip on his balls and he lay still, the tip of his prick inside his wife. 'Don't move' I said gently, 'wait awhile.' He continued to lay there looking at me as I moved more into his vision. He looked at me almost pleadingly, like a pet waiting to be told he'd been a good dog. 'Don't think about what you are doing or where you are Martin,' I said. 'And move further into your wife, but not all the way in. Do you understand me Martin?' 'Yes David, I do' he whispered. He moved slightly and Paula did too. 'Don't move Paula' he said (very authoritive for him) and moved a little further in. He stopped. 'What now David?' he asked. 'Wait,' was all I said and then 'now move all the way in and stop there' He didn't answer and moved all the way into his wife and stopped. 'Mmm,' said Paula, 'this feels nice.''Keep talking to me Martin' I commanded, 'don't think about where you are or what you are doing.' 'Yes David' he said and them started to tell me how much he admired me as a man able to satisfy his wife; how envious he was about the size of my penis (average I always thought); how he respected me for being so manly and assertive... on and on he went for five or so minutes, it began to get embarrassing. I looked at Paula; she was lying quietly with her eyes closed and with a lovely smile upon her face, clearly enjoying her husband inside her. Strangely, I began to feel like an intruder on a private moment (which I was I suppose). Martin followed my gaze and smiled down at his wife. 'Now start moving Martin, slowly,' I said quietly. He did, with some degree of control I thought; after about 30 seconds or so though, Paula started to move to meet his thrust and I could see he was going to lose any vestige of control. I watched them making love for a few more seconds before it became apparent Martin was going to cum. He pushed hard into her as he began to cum; as he did so I moved towards his and, as hard as I could, smacked his arse with the open palm of my hand. It sounded dramatic, as was the result. He reacted against the slap and rammed his small cock into his wife. She gasped and clamped her legs around his arse. Martin came hard and was pleasingly joined by Paula who both gasped and giggled at the same time.They quietened and then relaxed; Martin rolled of her and lay on his back beside her. 'Wow!' was all Paula said. Martin lay there looking very pleased with himself. I stood looking down at them and decided it was time for me to go. I was intruding. 'May I use your shower?' I asked. Paula nodded. I moved out of their room and into the bathroom. I quickly showered, went back to collect my clothes off their floor, took them onto the landing and dressed. I looked around the door to bid them goodbye: Martin was busy with his mouth on Paula's cunt: she waved at me and blew be a kiss with one hand whilst she held her husbands head by his hair.I drove away and stopped at the view-point I'd stopped at a few weeks earlier. I needed some space to think. This was going to have to end. In a way, I'd become the odd one out. Martin was getting what he wanted, being humiliated and turned on at the same time; Paula was getting the sex she wanted with no risk as she'd involved Martin. I was the vulnerable one now; if my wife found out (and the law of averages dictates that she will eventually) my life would greatly change. It was time for me to go. I would do it gently and to them both, but going I was. We'd made an arrangement for four weeks hence, when my wife was away; I do it then.***Four weeks later, the man whose wife I'd come to fuck opened the door. He stood behind it to peer around the edge. 'Ah good, it's you David, come in,' he said. I stepped inside and could see why he'd half hidden behind the door; he was dressed in a short, silk dressing gown, loosely tied at the waist. My rehearsed parting speech faded from my mind. He turned and walked into the sitting room. 'Coffee?' he asked. I nodded. Before he moved into the kitchen, he untied the belt around his gown and dropped it off his shoulders and onto the floor. 'Paula told me to be naked around the house until we're all ready,' he said. Stuck for something to say, I said nothing. 'My wife is getting ready for you David,' he said, 'she'll be about 15 minutes; I shaved her this morning for you.' I nodded, feeling hot already in my tee-shirt and shorts; it was warm in the house with the curtains drawn. It felt odd to say the least, having coffee made by the naked husband of the woman who was upstairs preparing for sex.I heard the water boiling and walked into the kitchen just as he was pouring the water. He looked quite at ease, naked in the company of his wife's lover. He turned to face me, 'Do you take milk,' he asked. I nodded yes. He poured in the milk and then made to offer me the cup, changed his mind and put it down again. 'Too hot,' he said.He looked at me in a way which I found strange and slightly unsettling; an eager to please look, looking for praise, almost begging to be given a task in order to please, adoration, all flashing across his face as he stood there naked and unabashed. I found his pathetic look appealing and warmed to him and his need to be liked. Without thinking, or knowing why, I leant towards him and softly kissed him on his upturned mouth. He didn't pull away and we held the soft kiss for several seconds. He relaxed slightly and brought his hand up to my shoulder, slightly parting his lips as he did so. I flicked my tongue across his lips and he met my tongue with his; we broke apart and drew back to look at each other and then kissed again, this time with more feeling and certainty. As we did, I reached for his penis and felt it stir in my hand; he gasped and pulled me closer. I relaxed and he must have felt sure of me as with his free hand he rubbed my hardening penis through my shorts; when I didn't resist, he moved his hand to my belt and skillfully undid it and then the buttons of my shorts. I pulled slightly away to let them drop; as they did so he moved his hand back to my rapidly hardening prick still covered by my jockey shorts. I broke the kiss and without breaking his gaze, stepped slightly back and pulled my tee-shirt off over my head and dropped it to the floor. He looked down at my prick trying to burst free and then, in one fluid movement, knelt down, gripped the waist of my pants and pulled then down to the floor. I lifted one foot, and then the other as he pulled them free. Without any hesitation, he grasped my prick and pulled it slightly until a great drop of clear pre-cum oozed out. He smeared it around the head of my cock, moved forward and took my prick into his mouth. It felt bloody good. 'I'm ready you two,' called Paula from up stairs. Martin let me free of his mouth and stood up. 'My wife is ready for you David,' he whispered, 'come.' As he turned to the door, his little prick ramrod straight, he reached slightly behind, grasped mine, and led me from the room.As we reached the bottom of the stairs Paula spoke, 'Ah, there you both are.' I looked up; she was stood at the very top of the stairs looking down on us; she looked stunning. She wore another mesh body stocking but this one was jet black. It covered her from neck to toes. Her breasts were visible though the mesh but the area around her crotch was completely open. She slowly turned around on her impossibly high heels, revealing that the area around her super arse was also open. 'You like?,' she asked. I nodded slowly; yes I liked. 'She looked down at us both, me stood there waiting to be led to her by her husband by my prick. 'I see you've discovered Martin's bi side,' she smiled. 'He's only recently admitted to it, haven't you Martin?' she asked as she shifted her gaze to him. 'Yes,' he said, 'yes, I have.' 'Bring David to my bed Martin,' she said, turning away as she did so. Martin led me up by my prick like some kind of offering, which I suppose I was. On the landing, he hesitated by his chair, 'You can come in as well Martin,' Paula called. It looked like we were going to have an audience.He led me into the room. Paula was standing by the bed; Martin let go of my prick. She came towards me, completely ignoring Martin; 'Hello my man,' she smiled. She put her arms around my neck; lifted herself slightly to clamp my prick between her thighs and against her wet cunt. We kissed with passion whilst Martin stood by watching. 'Did Martin get you nice and hard David?' she asked when she drew back. 'He did,' I replied. What was there to hide anymore?. 'Come to bed,' she said, and moved away.She lay down and I lay across her, lightly biting her breasts through the body stocking and roughly pushing my fingers into her. She reacted instantly; she liked forceful sex and I wanted to give it to her. Telling them both this had to end would have to wait! She grabbed my hair and pushed my head down to her crotch, lifting her hips as I got near in her rush to feel my tongue on her clitoris. I thrust my tongue into her and nipped her clitoris between by lips; she instantly flooded and bucked. I stopped and moved up to lay on her, roughly pushing my prick into her and giving her a few brutal thrusts. As I did so, I sensed Martin moving about, and then felt his hands on my arse; when I pulled out, he thrust me back into his wife with surprising force. It was like being forced to screw his wife, and very erotic. I stayed in after a minute or so to cool things down. 'Let me come on top' Paula said.I rolled off her and onto my back. She knelt astride me, her crotch above my standing prick. 'Martin!' she commanded. What was this about, I thought. He moved to the side of the bed and took my prick in his hand; Paula then lowered her crotch as her husband guided me into her cunt. The look on his face was pure rapture; I couldn't make this guy out. He sat on the side of the bed watching and gently massaging his stiff little dick. Paula slowly started to milk my prick, putting her full weight onto it and then gripping it with her strong vaginal muscles as she pulled herself off. It felt so good but I knew I couldn't hold on for ever. I stopped her as she prepared to thrust down again. I needed some control over this, and indeed, both of them. 'Lay on your back,' I said.She looked disappointed but moved off me. Martin looked a little thwarted too but I took the initiative with him too. As Paula moved to the side of the bed; I turned and without any hesitation, took Martin's dick into my mouth. I rolled it around, tasting his salty pre-cum. He went still and I heard Paula gasp, 'My God,' she breathed. Now I was back in control.I lay full length on top of Paula; I gripped her wrists and spread-eagled her arms in line with her shoulders across the bed. I balanced my weight equally onto my hands and my legs on top of hers. Now I had her pinned to the bed I thrust my prick in the direction of her cunt; I hit the side but just roughly thrust it in. She gasped but I ignored it; roughly I fucked her retrained body. She moaned and I felt her flood as she did so. 'Martin, he's raping me,' she groaned, 'stop him Martin he's hurting me; he's raping your wife Martin, stop him.' For emphasis I plunged in harder still. 'Martin, help me,' she moaned, 'he's stronger than me, help me.' 'I can't,' Martin whispered, 'he's so much stronger than me too.' I glanced at him; he was looking on transfixed at the sight of a man roughly fucking his wife. 'Fuck her harder, David,' he suddenly said. 'She's always fantasised about being raped by a 'real' man'; hurt her with your big prick.' For effect I rammed in as hard as I possibly could, and held it there. 'God!' was all she said, and then went quiet. I slowly withdrew; there was no way I could go on without coming.I lay on my side next to Paula and she slowly smiled at me. I reached for her and pulled her onto her side against me; I lifted her leg and said 'Martin!.' He knew what to do and scurried to get behind his wife. He took my prick and guided it into his wife. She and I lay facing each other as I did long, slow but assertive thrusts into her. As we fucked she got wetter and wetter and made grunting noises with each plunge. I lifted her leg higher as I realised that Martin was still behind her, his eyes fastened on my prick driving into his wife.I stopped moving; Paula focussed on my face with a quizzical look. 'Martin,' I demanded, 'bring over that bottle of skin lotion.' He rolled away and reached for the bottle and offered it to me; I didn't take it from him. 'Now lay behind your wife.' He moved quickly to comply. 'Slowly!,' I said forcefully. He slowed noticeably and settled beside her. I held my hand out, palm upwards to him; 'Pour some lotion onto my fingers Martin,' I said. He looked at me questioningly but complied. Keeping her leg held high, I reached round and smeared the lotion around her anus. She sensed what was coming and tensed herself as I pushed my finger into her arse. She gasped and I told her to relax; I slipped my finger out and wordlessly offered my hand to Martin for more lotion. He complied and I smeared it around her anus again and pushed my finger in again. This time she relaxed and I was able to slide my finger in and out of her lubricated arse. Paula moved herself against my hand with each thrust of my finger; 'Mmmm, nice,' she breathed.I removed my finger and held my hand out again to Martin; he poured on more lotion. This time however, I reached for his stiff little dick and coated it with the lotion. 'Martin,' I said, 'without cumming, I want you to put your little prick into your wife's arse.' I felt Paula tense; I kissed her and told her it would be alright; it wouldn't hurt. Martin moved behind her. 'Martin,' I said, 'if you cum now, I'll break your fucking balls.' 'I won't David, I promise,' he said. He positioned himself behind his wife; I reached round and held his balls as a warning. Paula was running wet. 'Help him,' I said. She reached behind her and must have grasped his stiff dick because he gave a short gasp. Watching her face, and his, I could feel that she was guiding his dick to her arse.It was a strange feeling. I was inside her cunt; I felt her wince and then relax; then I felt his dick run up the wall separating our pricks. With his little dick, he had penetrated her arse; something I couldn't do. I held his balls as a warning; he stopped for a few seconds and then moved into her further until he was fully in. Paula gasped and then muttered something about being fucked by two men but it was otherwise incoherent. Silently, I mouthed 'Slowly' to Martin; he nodded and followed my movements in and out of Paula. Together we simultaneously fucked her. She made a variety of noises, some sharp breaths, sometimes a gasp and later an 'Ouch! Martin, you're hurting me.' 'There's a first,' he said with a hint of satisfaction and rammed into her arse, she gasped and he did it again. There was only one way this was going to go now. He gave another couple of thrusts and then I could see that he had lost what little control he had, as with one last prod, he started to cum. And cum he did, it seemed to go on for ages. I felt the warm rush through the thin wall separating us. Paula reached round and grabbed his arse to prevent him slipping out of her until he'd finished. Martin shuddered into quietness and slowly opened his eyes. He grinned at me. 'Fancy hurting my wife with my little dick.' Then 'Did I do alright David?.' Yes you did,' Paula answered for me, 'you're a very good boy Martin.' He beamed. She eased herself off my prick. 'Martin, lay down on your back,' she said.He did as he was told, spreading his arms wide and his legs apart in total capitulation. Paula moved towards him and knelt on all fours above him, between his legs. She was a wonderful sight. The black net tightly fitting her lovely arse; her cunt gaping from penetration. As she lowered her head to kiss him, his cum started to leak from her arse in a slow stream towards her pussy. I moved behind her and rubbed the end of my prick in his cum and then against the lips of her swollen cunt. She leaned forward until her head was near Martins left shoulder whilst her hands reached out and held his wrists. She started to speak into his left ear 'David is rubbing his prick against my pussy Martin, and it feels amazing, I can't thank you enough for him,' Martin looked over her shoulder at me and his eyes locked on to mine. 'It's slipping in,' she breathed, 'it is so thick; oh God I love him Martin. It's bare, his flesh entering mine and it feels better already than yours and he is hardly a third in.' She went silent and arched slightly towards me. 'Size does matter,' she grunted, 'nearly there, God it is never ending, so much length and thick near the base. Jesus that is deep inside me, he is fully in me now.' I pushed in and felt what I thought was the end of her cunt. It wasn't; it was her orgasm hitting. 'Fuck, fuck, fuck!' she groaned over and over again. 'Can't... stop... cumming, so amazing, Martin,' she said. With Martin's eyes still locked on mine, I started to cum; as I did so he gave me the most wonderful smile. As I held her arse hard against my gut I felt the warm gushes of cum leave my prick with what felt like great force. Paula felt it too as she muttered, 'Oh yes, send your seed deep into my womb David, send it deep please.' Something flashed across my mind but didn't register. My cum slowed and then stopped. 'Stay in me David' she said, 'don't move yet.'I did as she bid. Slowly, over the next few minutes, we three relaxed. My penis softened and slipped out of Paula of its own accord. She moved and lay beside Martin and made room for me also. She breathed out a long sigh. 'God, that was good,' she said. She turned and kissed me then whispered, 'thank you' in my ear. She turned to Martin, 'You were wonderful Martin,' she said, 'fancy hurting me with the size of your prick; now you can have the treat I promised you.' He lifted his head and smiled at her and then at me. Then he lowered his head, briefly kissed her breast and then went down her body in a series of small kisses. Paula shifted her body and parted her legs as he passed her navel. He carried on past her shaven pubis and she raised her leg; he ducked under it and came upwards towards her exposed pussy. He hesitated, looked first at her and then me before placing his mouth over her clitoris. She breathed sharply through her teeth and then relaxed; he had shifted slightly and was working his tongue in and out of her. She reached down and held on to his hair. 'That's right Martin,' she said softly, 'lick David's cum from me; taste a real mans cum from your slut of a wife.' And he did, with some enthusiasm from the sound of it. Paula lay smiling whilst he did so. Once, she said, 'Wait.' He stopped and moved his lips away from her. She lifted her hips and I felt her tense and then relax as a bubbling sound came from her cunt. Martin muttered something and lunged at her; he raised his head to show us the blob of my cum on his tongue that she had just expressed out of herself. He went to her again and stayed there, making small noises as he used his mouth on her. Eventually he stopped and came up with the remains of some cum on his tongue and kissed Paula, who sucked his mouth gladly. Eventually we all went quiet. I stirred. 'David needs to go, Martin, go and run the shower for him.' He got up and padded from the room. She rolled over and kissed me. 'All good things have to end David, I realise that.' Yet again I'd underestimated feminine intuition, she knew.Martin came back to say that my shower was ready. Paula said that she was going to shower with me. We soaped each other whilst Martin looked on. I rinsed and stepped out, she did the same and said she wanted to dry me. I stood there like a child while she patted me dry, taking great care with my penis which, when dry, she rolled around in her mouth. Martin watched, fascinated.'Martin will make us all a drink while we dress,' Paula said, 'then we can all have a drink before you go.' He padded off obediently, naked and unembarrassed. I followed him down to retrieve my clothes from the kitchen floor where I left them; Paula went back to their bedroom. When I entered the sitting room, Martin had made three drinks and also donned his silk dressing gown. After a few minutes, we heard Paula coming down the stairs. She walked into the room wearing one of her micro skirts and low cut top, her hair pulled up and held with a great yellow clasp. This woman looked beautiful at any time. I'd been a lucky man. Now I was about to end it.But it wasn't to be as I'd planned. 'Cheers David,' said Martin as he raised his glass. 'Cheers to both of you,' I said, raising my glass in turn. The ice-cold vodka was welcome. 'David,' Paula said in the silence, 'and you Martin. Everything comes to an end and this wonderful time together will be no exception. I've realised that we have had something special to the benefit of us all. What I didn't want was it to end with no memento, no tangible thing to remind us.' She stopped; Martin looked sad and confused at the same time and I took a good swig of vodka as my brain made some connections, albeit too late. 'Martin,' she continued, 'when did you last cum inside me?.' 'An hour ago,' he grinned. A look of annoyance flitted across her face. 'It was when David helped you the last time we all met, Martin.' 'Yes it was,' he admitted, 'we haven't had sex since then.' 'That's right,' she said, 'that's how I planned it.' My brain started to make all the right connections. Martin's clearly hadn't as he looked puzzled. 'Since the last time we met I've stopped taking my contraceptive pills Martin. According to my charts, I am now at my most fertile time of the month. My brain made all the connections... 'make me pregnant... send your seed deep into my womb David, send it deep please... stay in me don't move yet...' Martin looked bewildered; I had a feeling of dread. Paula continued, 'Both of us, Martin, will have a lasting memory of David; he will have made me pregnant today, I know it.' Martin and I exchanged looks, his astonished; I just gave a slight shrug; a 'what can I do about it? shrug. I ended the silence. 'I hope you can both handle the situation.' 'We'll be fine David, don't concern yourself; Martin will have a daily reminder of the man he so admires; I will have something forever of the man I fell in love with.' She added, 'We'll be fine.'I downed the rest of my drink and put down the glass. I moved towards her and gave her a slight hug and a kiss on the cheek. 'It was great,' I said, 'thank you.' I turned to Martin, 'Thank you too Martin,' I said, and gave him a hug also. I looked at both of them, 'Good-bye to you both,' I said lamely. 'Good-bye from the three of us,' reminded Paula with a smile. With nothing further to say, I left.We saw each other at work occasionally, just to say hello. As the weeks went by, I felt better to be out of it; it could only have ended in trouble if it had gone on longer. It had all but faded when, one morning, a cry went up from the open-plan office where Paula worked; lots of girlish squeals of excitement. I looked out; several girls were around Paula's desk. 'What's all that about?,' I asked a passing girl. 'Paula's expecting a baby,' she said.Later, I met her by chance in a corridor. 'I've heard the news,' I said, 'congratulations.' She said how excited she was; she'd been to the hospital for all the checks and that everything was looking good and that Martin was ecstatic. She would be giving birth to a boy in the next six months. I fell immediately into the trap (again). 'What will you call him?' I asked, already knowing the answer...****The author is, Mr. Blue Skies (mr_blue_skies@hotmail.co.uk) I would be interested to hear about your views on this story.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 42

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Part Five: Forty PlusThe day after my fortieth birthday and the party thrown by my girls, a woman wandered into our office. The night before had been an orgy of food, wine and sex. Sienna and Suzie had come over and by the time we finally dropped off in exhaustion, I had sampled everyone in every position possible. That's why I had been dragging my ass around all morning and why I wasn't very excited when Chrissie came running up the stairs and announced that one of my fans was downstairs inquiring about me. "Someone I know?" I asked. "No, but she knows my song and she thinks it's hers.""You mean, Always You?""Yeah, like I said, I'm the 'you' in the song and she thinks she is. Cicely is her name.""Send her up. We'll see how she stacks up.""Oh she'll stack up alright I'm sure... like thirty eight d's. Keep your eyes on her lips."I was immediately smitten when she walked into the room. As Chrissie said, she had a pair, but I dutifully looked at her lips which were large and succulent, outlining a wide and generous mouth. She had beautiful wide blue eyes and flaxen hair that curled over her shoulders, definitely mid-west. She had wide child-bearing hips with a small waist and trim legs.I held my hand out to her and introduced myself. "Hi Cicely, I'm Jared." Her hands were moist and warm and her body trembled slightly as our hands met. I put my other hand over our clasped ones, "Are you OK?""Fine...it's just that... when I was in high school, I had a big crush on you and... I mean... man I'm making a big fool of myself. I followed your career, had big posters of you on the wall of my bedroom. I saw all your appearances on the late night TV shows and American Bandstand. I tried to see you in person when you were on a local sock-hop dance show, but they whisked you in and out. I went home so disappointed. I moped around for weeks. And to see you... in the flesh..." she trembled again.To calm her I made small talk, "I had a friend named Cicely in high school, we called her Cil, is that OK?""Yeah, Cil's good. I'm sorry I got off to a bad start. I'll pay you whatever your going rate is. I just want to spend some time with you." "I pulled her to me in a big hug that mashed those tatas against my chest and felt instant heat. I tried to hold her away from the growing tent in my trousers. "Don't be silly, charge one of my biggest fans? No way, that one hundred an hour is for sex therapy. You don't need that do you?"She smiled seductively, "Maybe... I'll tell you my story and you tell me yours.""Alright, but I encourage you to be frank and use the words you want. Don't hold anything back." Something told me I was going to enjoy this. I started to perk up. Here's what she told me:Like I said, I was a senior in high school when I first heard Always You on the radio. I wanted to be that you, in fact I fantasized about it. Almost every night I pictured us together and you were making love to me. I would rub my breasts, pull my nipples and... massage... my pussy until it got wet. Then I would insert two fingers up into my body and...you know, fuck myself, picturing that it was your... cock instead of my fingers.She smiled again, "I had some huge orgasms. I always licked my fingers, sometimes pretending it was your cock spilling its juices into my mouth. That always brought on a huge orgasm. "God, I can't believe I'm telling you all this.""I think it's great. I love your candor. I feel honored that a beautiful woman like you made me the object of... should I say her affections." It was me smiling now, "So getting back to my new calling, how is your sex-life lately? Are you fulfilled?""I guess so. I've been married to a wonderful man for almost twenty years. We have a big farm in Iowa and he's a good provider. We have three great kids. But...we have sex a couple of times a week in the missionary position. It's always me that instigates it and...I don't often cum. I take care of myself in the morning or... sometimes that night.""It sounds to me that you're very... oral. You mentioned sucking your fingers and pretending that it was me cumming in your mouth. Do you ever go down on each other?""God no, he thinks that our privates are just that... private. He's even mentioned when I've offered to blow him, that it's not right, not sanitary. I think he used the word... nasty""Cil, would you like to make love with me?" I sat looking at her as she blushed and then a flash of ...why not in her eyes. "Would that be for the hundred?""I ought to turn you over my knee and spank you... no." I took her hand and led her to the couch. "Let me entertain you." I pushed her back on to the couch and pulled her dress up and her pantyhose down, taking her platform shoes with them. A nest of gold hair graced the juncture of her thighs and as I pulled her legs apart a beautiful picture of her vulva with its pouty lips was revealed. The aroma of her sex filled my nostrils and I dove forward with that heady perfume leading the way.She gave a little cry when my tongue slipped into her vagina seeking that elusive g-spot. I was licking and sucking continuously as she began to shake and pour out heavenly juices on my waiting tongue. She tasted sooo sweet. I could lick her like this for the rest of the day, but soon her hips started a constant bucking motion and I could hear and feel her inner spring getting tighter and tighter. She grabbed my head pulling me hard into her cunt and came, squirting a stream of juice into my slurping mouth. The orgasm lasted a good half minute with several extra spurts of honey in my mouth.With a final lurch she stilled, "I should have warned you about the squirting part. When I'm really turned on it happens that way." She looked down at my drenched face and trailed a finger through the liquid she had expelled. She giggled at the sight, "Are you OK? I mean that was huge."I brought my mouth up to hers and with a cry she began to suck my face and plunder my mouth with her tongue. "So how are we gonna take care of you?"I pulled her up with those huge breasts rubbing their magic all over me. I sat down and positioned her between my legs. I started to unzip my fly, but she stopped me, demanding I take my shoes and trousers off. What the fuck, I got naked. She couldn't take her eyes off my erection which I must admit was looking particularly gnarly. The knob was deep purple and glistening with pre-cum, and the vein running up the side was jutting out with the blood filling it. You might say it was super tumescent. I placed all nine inches between her breasts and began to fuck up towards her face. She got into it, pushing her breasts together and licking the tip of my dick when it neared her mouth. I couldn't stop myself, "You said in your narrative that you swallowed your own juices pretending it was my cum. Well you've got the real thing here baby. Do you think you can handle it? Do you want to swallow my load?"Her answer was to drive forward and encase my cock in her warm mouth. She became a whirling dervish with her tongue enveloping me and corkscrewing her mouth. She really wanted this. She wanted me to cum in her mouth like she had dreamed. She paused as she stroked me, "I've dreamed of this so many times. To be here tasting you, savoring your sweet meat is almost too much. When you cum, I might faint with the joy of it.""It's all yours baby, savor away, but it's been a whole day since I came so there's a lot of cream for you, maybe...too much." I started to fuck up against her mouth, "Oh my God, eat it girl, go after that load you've dreamed about." It didn't take long; I reached behind her head and pulled her deep. "Here comes your creaaaam." She was sucking and swallowing, but still seemed to be able to appreciate fully each spurt and all at once she was shaking with her own orgasm as she dug her fingers into her cunt.***I took her out to a local restaurant the gang had been frequenting since its opening a year ago. We both had a Caesar's Salad with chicken, croutons and anchovies. We both watched each other as we ate. I think we were adding a little extra lips and tongue to the effort, I know I was, and we were getting turned on. Chrissie had been real abrupt with me when we left. I think for not asking her to join us. Now that I think about it, she had a point. We had pledged no jealousy, but that we should include each other when we were going to have another partner or at least offer. That had been her problem with Amanda as well. I decided I needed to be more considerate with my life partner.By the time we had finished off our meal and a Gewürztraminer bottle of wine, we were both feeling no pain and we necked on the way back until we reached the entrance to the clinic. I held her close and spoke into her ear. "I want to introduce you to my mate and invite her to join us. Would you be alright with that?""Is she the cute one who got all red faced when we left?"Yeah, we share everything and I should have invited her to come with us."She looked up at me with a shy smile, "I told you about licking my fingers after I masturbated. Does she taste as good as me?""Why don't we find out?"Chrissie, who was filling in for Julie, was sitting at the desk munching on a sandwich she brought from home. She glowered at me when we entered. "Have a nice little cozy lunch?"I leaned down and kissed her tuna lips, running my tongue along her lower one. "I'm sorry I should have invited you along." I looked down on her pretty face that I had known for fifteen years, "You want to join us? Cil wants to know if your pussy tastes better than hers."She appeared contrite, "I'm OK, I appreciate you offering, but this is a special opportunity. I understand."Again I couldn't stop my mouth, "I wanna hear you two discuss how you masturbated while listening to me sing Always You."She gave me a playful shove, "You and your ego. Is it really alright with you Cil?"Not only is it alright, but I've always wondered about it. What it would be like with another woman. If you're game I am. I'm leaving first thing tomorrow and I'll be out of your hair."Chrissie's answer was to get up and lock the door and put up the closed sign. "Let's go." She led the way up the stairs and we followed her swaying, cute ass. She started shedding her clothes as we got upstairs heading for the couch. She put her hands over her hairy delta as she sat down, then looked up enticingly at Cil, "Let's see those gorgeous tits."Cil giggled as she undressed and when she was nude she straddled Chrissie's lap and pulled her mouth on to her big nippled hooters. Chrissie began to suckle them as if she was a child hungry for some milk. When I was undressed I sat down beside them and began fingering Cil's ass. "Pretty cool huh? I thought I had this all planned now. "Cil, I want you to drop down and spread Chrissie's thighs and see if she tastes as good as you. When you're through with your taste test, I want Chrissie to get down on her back on the rug and you to reverse yourself over her face in a classic sixty-nine. Then I'm gonna get behind you, give you a rim job and sink my cock into that lovely ass of yours. How does that sound.Cil hit the ground and Chrissie raised her feet on to the couch and drew her legs open, making a sort of a squishing sound as they splayed apart. The girl was ready. Cil knelt and just looked for a moment at the hairy playground in front of her. She leaned forward inhaling the sweet essence of my girl's pussy and then brought her lips and tongue into that honey hole. Soon she was digging like a pig rutting for a corncob. Chrissie soon had her hands behind her head pulling her as deep as she could go. "Oh baby what you do to me." Cil was really getting after it now. "Oh God... I think I'm gonna have to give you a... load... now."Cil was moaning in pure pleasure and Chrissie was sailing high in orgasm. I was just looking on in pure amazement as this purported novice had brought Chrissie to a roaring climax in such a short time. My tool was rock-hard and needed something to bury itself in. "On the floor."Chrissie got on her back and Cil brought her pussy above her face and let her enjoy the sights and smells she had enjoyed. She then just covered that face with her dripping cunt and began to fuck her mouth as she leaned forward and once again began to eat out Chrissie's cream pie. I knelt behind Cil and began to ream her ass with my tongue until she began to push back seeking to get it deeper.I rose up and put my now turgid member against her rosebud and slowly sank deep into that hot, hot tunnel. I heard a muffled growl as I reached the deepest part and Cil began to fuck Chrissies face in sync with my strokes. I was full up to my pubic hair with each down stroke now, grunting with my effort. Cil was the first to let go, quivering and moaning in a huge climax and I let go soon after with a mighty roar as I ejaculated in a long stream of cum deep in her tight chute.Chrissie was too busy swallowing Cil's emissions. She kneaded Cil's ass above her, seemingly to try to get more cum out of her. When I pulled out, a huge glob of cream spilled out of Cil's ass onto Chrissie's face and mouth which she quickly swallowed. Quite a day.We were sorry to see Cil go the next day, but she promised to return next year when we could again explore our sexuality but she would be here for a week this time.***Things were perking along pretty well. Amanda came to work for us when she graduated from college. It surely was an over qualified situation, but we put her at reception with Julie, which she did well. We thought the young women could trade off and get involved with the interview room slowly. Amanda loved the bedroom she would be sharing with Julie and loved being with us every evening. I remember one night when Amanda and I were sitting on the couch watching an HBO movie that was pretty sexy. I had just gotten the cable company earlier that year and it was now so much clearer due to satellite transmission.Anyway we were getting into the romantic movie when Amanda started to snuggle against me and reached down and stroked my equipment which started the beginning of an erection. "I've been naughty again.""What did you do little girl?""I played with my pussy last night while thinking of your big juicy cock.""That sounds like a spanking is in order." I pulled her over my lap. I hadn't spanked her in months and the thought of it had my erection raging. I pulled up her robe to reveal that perfect ass and began to spank it. Her ass cheeks began to glow with my effort and she began to writhe with her growing passion. Again and again I brought my open hand down on her butt cheeks turning them rosy red.Her hand dipped beneath my robe and she began to give me a hand job as she started to leak from her pussy lips in earnest. I would pause after every other slap and run my hand down into her wet vulva. Her sobbing was becoming more guttural now as she approached orgasm. Suddenly she scooted down taking my cock in her mouth and sucked with all her might as she came. I followed right behind with a huge load of juice into that sucking mouth, reaching down and giving her ass a couple more whacks.Chrissie who had come to love Amanda as well came home with Julie at that moment, "Getting started without us, huh?" Chrissie began shedding clothes as she neared us. Time for mama to get hers; I've had a trying day. She sat back on the couch, spreading her legs wide. "Come here little one. Pussy needs some loving.I sat on one side of my woman, my life and watched as Amanda knelt between her legs and studied that hairy pussy reverentially. Julie on her other side began to stroke and massage her other breast. Amanda leaned forward and smelled the mixture of sweat, urine and Chrissie's sweet honey-coated juice. Rotating her head, side to side she entered that wonderland, brushing the hair aside with her nose as she encountered the waiting, dripping lips. She licked at first just tasting and then lapping up the cunt juice and then all at once with a moan she buried her full face into the hairy heaven, burrowing with her tongue into the very depths of Chrissie. Chrissie luxuriated in the tongue bath and began to moan with encouragement, "Amanda baby, go get it... you are so fucking sweet... go tap that well of sweet pussy cream I've got waiting for you."Julie was getting very excited now going into her panting mode and ardently kissing Chrissie and massaging her breast. Chrissie, almost overcome with emotion, was bucking her hips now and we both were sucking on her breasts and stroking her clit. She was jerking now in pre-orgasm. "That's it baby... you've got it... suck me off baby... oh God here's your juice... eat it ...drink it... shit." With that she shuddered, wildly bucking her hips and sucking on my tongue which happened to be the one in her mouth. We spent the rest of the night in each other's arms, sucking and fucking until the bedroom was lit by first morning light.***Things sort of leveled out for a while at the clinic. We handled a lot of ordinary cases: a frigid wife, male E.D. problems, which seemed to be increasing of late, and young men and women with performance issues. We thought that was the case with Edith, a name which alone caused her a lot of problems, who came to us for counseling. She was rather dumpy, but had an attractive face with dark brown eyebrows and brilliant violet eyes. She wore no make-up, even lipstick, but her ankles looked trim below her long, blue floral dress.Her problem as reported by Chrissie was that she felt she was ugly, that no man had in the past or would want to date her in the future. She openly sobbed with Chrissie which made her very sad. Chrissie decided on the spot that she needed a makeover and that we would pay for it. She took her shopping for several new outfits, got her hair done and enrolled her in a national weight-loss clinic. It was probably one of the first makeovers and done long before they became popular on TV.In three months she was a changed woman. Her inferiority complex was almost gone and she had become a new, very seductive woman. She had become like a little sister to Chrissie and they relished their time together, that is until the day that Edith suddenly kissed Chrissie impulsively on the mouth and it soon turned into a sexual kiss with tongues and frantic feeling up of each other's bodies.Somehow they wound up on the couch with Edith slurping on Chrissie's pussy and Chrissie holding her head and feeding her a dripping, hairy cunt. Edith was a mad woman digging deep into Chrissie's folds licking up that sweet honey I've talked about so many times before. When Chrissie came, she held Edith's face down in her pussy and she was swallowing everything Chrissie was expelling.I was sitting in the viewing room with Julie, watching as we stroked each other, our eyes feasting on this revealing intercourse. They were both nude now and Chrissie was kneeling between Edith's splayed limbs eating her cunt. Edith was beautiful. Her hair at the juncture of her thighs was like her eyebrows ebony black. Her breasts were rather large with big, long-tipped nipples and her legs that were wrapped around Chrissie were sleek and long. Julie was getting so excited by the two of them that I decided to get down between her legs and lick her pussy while she continued to watch. Her sweet young cunt was overflowing its honey and I was lapping like crazy. She screamed when she came, shaking violently and rubbing my face up and down on her sugary, throbbing labia. When I got up, I noticed Chrissie motioning to me and then pointing to Edith. I was all too thrilled to answer my master's call. I gave Julie a quick kiss and quickly crossed the floor and offered my already raging erection to Edith's lips. Without hesitation she enveloped me with her now pouty, bright red lips and began to suck on my love stick with enthusiasm.She started to moan with her approaching orgasm and all of a sudden I was cumming big time into her sucking mouth. She never missed a beat swallowing what turned into a huge load. She seemed to take great pleasure in the moment, savoring my hot cream like it was some gourmet meal. She kept me in her mouth long after I had spurted my last glob and then she let me go and looked up at me with the most angelic smile, "Thank you Mr. Jackson.""No it's me that should be thanking you. That was wonderful. I'm so happy for you.""Chrissie told me I should learn about sex and offered your services to teach me. That's what we were talking about before I attacked her. She's been so good to me I just wanted to show her how much it meant to me." She looked at us both, "I'm so happy. I want to learn everything there is to know about making love and I want you guys to teach me. I never want to think again about 'poor little me.' Like Helen Reddy sings, I am woman, hear me roar."***We had taken Amanda off of her split office duty and installed her in the job she was made for, sex therapist. She had a way of drawing people out, both male and female and getting them to tell her their darkest, deepest secrets. One that comes to mind was a middle-aged woman, Helen Pearson, who became a peeper. This is the way she told her story:I had inadvertently stumbled into a situation where I was in a walk-through area of the next door apartment building. When I caught myself up, I realized where I was. I was standing looking in a window where a man was watching a video and masturbating. I got very excited. I had been a widow for several years and was not dating and just occasionally taking care of my sexual needs with a dildo I kept in my bedside drawer. I was immediately aroused and looking around to see if anyone was nearby, I reached under my dress and began strumming my pussy.As I looked closer, I could see the images on the screen were men ejaculating in the mouths of women and then the necessary swallowing of the semen. It was like a compilation video with mouths and cocks changing about every ten seconds. The man masturbating had his pants pulled down and his shirt open. I stared at the man's cock as he began to jerk it in earnest and I sped up my own strokes. When he came, shooting big gobs of nut cream onto his belly, I came with him, almost feinting from the size of my orgasm. I leaned against the building for several minutes before I could walk again. Ever since then I've become addicted to my voyeurism. I soon found that nighttime was best. The darkness would cover my stealthy searching.Most every night I found a sexual scene that would capture my attention and I would proceed to manipulate myself to an orgasm. I didn't know if it was the naughtiness of the peeping or the fear of getting caught, but something caused me to have huge orgasms.Amanda assured Helen that she was not sick or perverted as she kept exclaiming about herself. It was just that she had been curbing her natural sexual desires for so long, that her instincts had taken over. She suggested that Helen come into the viewing room with her and they could watch the next case together.As it turned out, the next case was a young college student, Robert, who was addicted to masturbation. He was rather a homely young man and Chrissie who was handling it, interviewed him, "So how long have you been beating your meat?"The boy blushed at the graphic terms she used, "I think I started when I was nine. I used any and all stimulants: my mother's and sister's panties, magazines, books on sex I had stolen from the library...you name it and I used it.""Are we talking daily?""Not at first, but now it's sometimes three or four times a day. That's why I'm here. Chrissie couldn't resist, "You mean it's gotten out of hand.""Ha, ha... that's a good one.""OK, enough of that, I want to point out that though it's excessive, it's not unusual. Would you be game for an experiment?""If it will heal me.""I don't know if heal is the right word but here goes. I want you to take off your clothes." She got up and began to strip, "And I'll take off mine."He had a burgeoning erection as he took off his pants, he couldn't help his admiration of Chrissie "Jesus, you're beautiful. I love hairy cunts.""We're going to jerk off together." She positioned herself so that they could watch the manipulations of each other's hands on themselves. She sat across from him and spread her legs wide giving him a full on view of her cunt. Robert did like-wise cupping his balls with one hand and stroking with the other.As all this was taking place, Amanda and Helen were watching and stroking their clits. Helen couldn't get over it, "This is like a dream come true. This is like fucking heaven."Amanda quickly knelt between Helen's meaty thighs and replaced her stroking fingers with her lapping tongue. Helen was guiding her mouth into her hairy nest, "I take that back this is fucking heaven... Eat it girl... oh God... I love it."Meanwhile back in the clinic room, Robert was jacking his cock in a frenzy of motion staring at Chrissie's cunt and Chrissie was in the first throes of a gut-wrenching, juice spurting orgasm. They came together, Robert shooting a huge load onto his stomach and Chrissie filling her hand with her hot honey.Helen spurted into Amanda's sucking mouth while exhorting her, "Eat it, eat it...oh shit that's good."Chrissie was kneeling now, licking the cum off of Robert's belly. Robert was excited, "That was so good. I haven't cum like that in ages." He leaned down and kissed Chrissie ardently, "Can I take you home? I want to find someone just like you.""They're out there waiting for you to take the next step. In the meantime you can use me as a surrogate. Next week, same time?""How about tomorrow? I'll see if my folks will pop for it. One thing for sure, this experience has changed me."Robert became a regular and a year later brought his girlfriend to visit us. She was a quick learner and loved her time with Amanda who taught her how to eat pussy and suck cock. Robert took a review course with Chrissie. The couple was married a short time later. Chrissie and I even attended the wedding. Amanda wasn't available, but that's another story.Helen became a regular. She loved sitting in the viewing room watching other clients. She still goes out peeping occasionally, just for the forbidden thrill of it. We've introduced her to a man, who's about the same age and also a voyeur. We had a lot of hopes for their relationship and they didn't let us down. I let them into the viewing room a few weeks later while Amanda was working on a frigid wife. I surprised them when I came into viewing room while they were beating each other off as they watched Amanda going down on the woman. They didn't miss a beat. Helen married her new man six months later. We were becoming a regular match-making outfit. ***Life became a case of the same old, same old as I neared my fiftieth. Things were great at the clinic. All of us were involved in providing answers to the many people crowding into the clinic for answers to their varied sexual problems. But the problems were much the same. At the crux of everything were the suppressed emotions and desires of the clients.Our saving grace was that we seemed to be helping people a lot and the word was getting out. Amanda was a gem and grew immeasurably as she treated her cases. Julie was working out great as receptionist and all of us enjoyed making love to her. Amanda had matured so much in the last few years that I had trouble calling her my little one. She still loved my cock and I had to spank that precious little ass ever now and then.She and Chrissie were always at each other's pussies. I was usually close by to fuck one of them in the ass. As I neared the end of my fortieth decade, a client walked in who gave us all a jolt in the arm and had us mesmerized. She was a fellow psychologist named Susan Kinsey, no relation to the famed sexologist.She became a practitioner of the science of the mind because from her earliest memories she had been addicted to sex. She wanted answers. Bisexuality appealed to her as she preferred neither sex more than the other, in fact loved them both the same. The thing that got us when we met her was the ability she had to hypnotize people.She came to us for help with her addiction. She said she was constantly tempted to put those clients that she had a desire for to sleep and in essence raping them. We were all dubious of this. No one had seen a person hypnotized before, other than those on television which seemed to be faked. They all seemed rigged in some way.There were no easy answers to Susan's problem. My take was that she needed more sex with us so that she would not feel the need to, as she put it, rape her clients while they were under her spell. She was intrigued with our set-up where we often had sexual relations with our clients as part of their treatment. I was deep into my interview with Susan and was just about to suggest that we get it on when Chrissie broke in with the fact that somehow we had double booked and that Patricia Carlson was here for her appointment.She was a young woman client who happened to be a newlywed. Her husband, she had found out after their marriage, loved to be sucked and wanted to cum in the mouth of his loved one and for her to swallow his semen. She had tried, but to no avail. Even when she came to the clinic and Amanda and I had worked with her, she just couldn't do it.On a sudden inspiration, I decided to bring Susan into the situation and see if she could hypnotize her. In moments she had her under. She went through a series of test suggestions and then zeroed in on the matter at hand. She suggested that when the young bride woke up, she would have an uncommon desire to suck the male penis and in particular, her husband's. The desire would be so strong that she would want to suck her husband's cock and she would love the taste and feel of semen in her mouth. Because of that, she would want to swallow it and make it her own. Susan figured that her desire to please her husband would override any inhibitions she might have.While she was under, we had called John, her husband, who it turned out didn't know she was doing this, but broke down crying when he understood the sacrifice she was willing to make. He agreed to come in to see the results. Susan was wonderful with her when she brought her up out of her spell. I was becoming more intrigued with Susan. One thing for sure, I wanted to handle her case.John, the husband, arrived and Susan took him aside and told him to be very loving and understanding with his wife, but at some point he should unzip his fly and pull his cock out. When we were back in the viewing room, John took his wife in his arms, telling her how much he loved her and that it wasn't necessary to do this. The couple got on the couch and hugged and kissed. It wasn't long before it changed into a hot necking session. When John unzipped his fly all hell broke loose. He pulled his love pole out and the young bride dropped to her knees and immediately began sucking ardently on him.He knew the game had been changed, "Honey this is what I've been wanting... go get your juice... oh baby this is so thrilling. You're a tiger. Do it girl... honey I'm cumming... do you want it? Do you want my hot load... oh God... here... it is."We could all tell she was swallowing his cream, "That's it honey... drink it all down. I'm so proud of you."Susan was kneeling before me unzipping my fly. "I don't have to hypnotize myself, Jared. I want to swallow a big load from this adorable cock." Who was I to stop her? I held her head and started to fuck her hot mouth. "We're going to become good friends Susan, fuck buddies. You know you want my cum, want me to blast my goo in your mouth so you can savor it... run it over your tongue... eat it. Here it is, baby."I came in a sudden gush of hot, sticky sperm. As per my instructions, she rolled it around in her mouth, showing it to me with open mouth. She spit it into her open palm and then with exaggerated motions, brought it to her mouth and swallowed it with an accentuated gulp. "Was that savoring enough?"I shook my head and laughed and was soon kneeling between Susan's tan legs as she sat on the couch. Her pussy was hairless and gave off the most intriguing aroma as I drew near to those succulent cunt lips. I was even more turned on when I dug my tongue deep into that spicy twat. She brought her legs up and grabbing my head smashed my face into her folds.The whole time Susan was watching Robert eat his wife. I, unfortunately, could hardly see anything as I was held prisoner in the grasp of those fabulous legs. When she came I almost suffocated from those squeezing, scissoring thighs.Susan became a regular fixture at the clinic as I stumbled through to the end of my fourth decade. Two and sometimes three times a week she would come and help. We had a special affinity for each other and often found ourselves helping some lost soul find themselves together. Hypnotism became one of our best tools for unlocking secrets. I wished that I could hypnotize Susan. She became entranced with our hermaphrodite, spending several days a week having sex with her. It was hard for any of us to look upon Angie as anything but a young woman. Susan also fascinated me, because with the big five oh approaching, I found myself in her grip.We shared many sexcapades with each other. The hope was that all this sex would help her deal with her patients without resorting to her hypnotic trances. I was devoted to helping her do this by supplying her with an unending supply of Jackson juice.***A very well-dressed man, Dustin Frontier, probably in his late forties showed up one day. It turned out he was forty-eight, a doctor and severely depressed. He had lost his wife three years ago and his sexual life had gone down the tubes with her death. He had found himself lately fantasizing about some of his patients and wanking off, as he put it. Not only was he concerned about the fact that he might act out his fantasies, but that he was becoming addicted to his wanking.I was the only one there at the time. Normally we liked to put females with males unless there was a particular problem that required same sex counseling. He was quite handsome in an all-male sort of way, square strong chin, deep gray eyes and a commanding presence.I decide that Susan could help him a lot. They were close in age and both doctors. And needless to say, they were doing a lot of transference with their patients. Susan was intrigued and I set up an appointment for the following week and ordered the blood tests.Sparks flew when they met. Julie and I were watching in the viewing room. It was the last client of the day and she had locked up and excitedly joined me. She snuggled up to me expectantly and ran her hand over my erection. I was amused, "You can take him out, little one."Susan had convinced Frank that she would learn more about him if she put him under. He had looked at her and said, "You wouldn't take advantage of me while I'm under would you?"She gave him a playful punch, "In your dreams, buster."Susan had him under in like a minute. Dr. Frontier can you hear me?""Yes.""When I snap my fingers you'll awaken with a fresh perspective." She couldn't resist leaning down and kissing him softly. "Now, tell me about your childhood."I was a privileged child. Both my parents were doctors and we lived in a big home in Bel Air. I was born to be a doctor, no questions asked. As unhappy as they both were, you would think they would have advised me to get another vocation, but no they wanted me to be as miserable as they were. I rebelled against it. Though I am smart, I contrived to get just passable enough grades to squeak by in high school and later college. Once I got out in the real world though, I realized after two years of floundering that maybe being a doctor wasn't such a bad thing after all.Though my grades weren't the greatest, my interview went well and the fact that both of my parents went through the same school bought me a ticket. I entered med-school and really applied myself this time around and in four years I was ready to do my internship. Four years later I opened my own office with the help of my mother. At first, I loved playing God, to have women looking adoringly at me, making life threatening decisions and all the ego boosting stuff that goes with that. Then I had my first patient die on my watch and it scared the shit out of me.By this time I was fucking everything in sight. My assistant, Setsuko, a pretty Japanese woman, was madly in love with me. She would often suck me off in my office between patients to "relieve my pressure" as she put it. I would hold her beautiful face in my hands and watch her mouth sucking on my cock until I filled that hot, sucking cavern with my cream. As I came she would open her lips and I could watch my cum filling her mouth. She would savor it, running her tongue over her lips and swallowing, making soft smacking sounds as if it were some gourmet meal. Of course it was. I had wonderful feelings about Setsuko, but I didn't love her.One day, I came to the conclusion that I wasn't God. It was hard to deal with. Fortunately, my future wife came along about this time and we were both smitten. She came from old money and was classy in every sense of the word. We became intimate and gloried in each other's sexuality.I asked her to marry me and we had twenty years of happiness together before she was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. Two years later she was dead, leaving me a son and a daughter just finishing high school. That was three years ago. They're both in college and yes in pre-med.I'm terribly lonely and have started fantasizing about my patients, particularly at night on my bed and I wank my cock until I spurt. I might add, Setsuko left my practice when I got married. We both felt it was necessary. I miss her.Susan, who had been listening intently, couldn't help herself, "Can you show me how you do it doctor, you know, wank off."The good doctor didn't mind. He undid his belt, unzipped his fly and pushed his pants off, revealing a hard, manly eight inches. He moistened his fingertips at his lips and began to stroke his cock."Tell me what you're picturing in your mind.""Anita, one of my patients who I know has a sex addiction problem, is kneeling at my feet, sucking my cock."Susan quickly covered his erection with her mouth and began to bob up and down, blowing his eight inches."God it's so real. I can feel her lips sucking me. This is so good."Susan raised her right hand and snapped her fingers loudly.Dr. Frontier was thunderstruck when he awoke to find Susan bent over his waist madly sucking his cock."I thought I told you not to take advantage of me."Susan paused long enough to ask, "Are you complaining?"He answered nonchalantly, "That would be no." He grabbed her head and began to fuck up into her cream craving mouth. "Well here it is doctor... that juice you're so hungry for... oh God this is good. Here it comes... eat me up."He began to shudder and shake on the couch. Susan was staying right with him nursing his load into her mouth. We could see her throat working as she swallowed what looked like a sizable load.Julie, who had been beating my cock as I fingered her sweet little pussy, couldn't stand it anymore, she leaned over and took my pulsing erection into her mouth. I immediately slid under her and stuffed her hairless cupcake in my mouth. She was excreting that sweet liquid I had come to thirst for and I sucked passionately, drinking my fill and more. I was close behind, filling Julie's mouth with my juice which she excitedly drank down.As we got back up, we saw Susan as she licked at the end of his prick and began running her tongue all around the stalk of his cock. Dr. Frontier looked on with a smile on his face, "Clean him up good, baby. That's your future." Indeed. Three months later they were wed and I lost one of my lovers. But I soon found many more that will grace the pages of the next chapters.I would love feedback. Should I continue?

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If you would like a Microsoft Word or an RTF version of this story (a much better read), please contact me at MarciaR26@aol.com CLUB LIFEby Marcia R. Hooper(marciar26@aol.com)Based on the Short Story:YOUNG FUCK-SLUTby Unknown AuthorDid I vote in the last election? Of course I didn't vote in the last election, you moron! I don't even have a driver's license. And what kind of question is that to ask a girl sucking your cock?I shook my head and returned my attention to his head, kissed the tip and licked it all around, then put it in my mouth.Maybe he's losing interest, I thought. Maybe I should tell him I'm fourteen. Maybe that'd turn him on. Maybe it'd get me knocked on my ass on the dirty pavement of this fucking back alley, and I'd have no ride home. Some guys come twice as fast they think you're underage, some guys just get paranoid. Some guys do both. But there was no guarantee I could find another guy who'd trade a blow job for a way home if I blew this, so I kept my mouth shut. Well, shut around his cock, anyway.We were behind the Club Rocket on the Pike. The music inside vibrated the ground outside, and I could feel it coming up through my heels. I had my hair piled on my head in case he decided to give me a facial, and my top open for the same reason. Let him come on my chest and bra, not my expensive silk blouse.The problem is I live in dip-shit Damascus with my parents, in a boring little residential neighborhood called Plantations II. I go to Damascus High School where I'm a 12th-grader. (I'm over eighteen, so what I'm telling you here is legal.) As every girl in my class knows (every girl who likes to have fun) the minimum payment for a ride home from Club Rocket is a blow-job. From any club, for that matter. You can't take the bus, not at night, and money I'd use for cab fare I need to get inside and buy drinks if no one's buying them for me. So if you don't have a way home, you have to pay for one, usually with your mouth. "What's your name again?" the guy asked. One hand was on top of my head and the other behind it. He was beginning to fuck me rather than let me blow him. It happened all the time, although I hated it when they made me gag. "Maggie," I said around his cock."What?" "Mag--guhhh-huhhee," I choked out. I grabbed his thighs and tried to make him slow down. Why can't guys just let you enjoy it? Why do they have to commandeer you? Do they think a girl likes having a cock rammed down her throat?Of course they don't. That's the point."Please!" I gasped. "Let me breath!"He released me and stepped away, saying something apologetic. Then he grabbed me again and guided me back onto his cock and resumed mouth-fucking me. At least he wasn't so aggressive this time."I haven't seen you here before," he said, breathlessly. "You come here often?"Every Friday and Saturday night for the last two years, dick-wad, I thought. And he had seen me here before. Tonight was just the first time he had danced with me. He was very good looking (if not out-and-out gorgeous) and I wondered how many other girl's mouths he had put his cock into back here behind the club. He came without a word, holding himself motionless in my mouth as he gushed jism onto my tongue. Then he began to thrust into me again, working farther and deeper into my throat. It was either deep-throat him, or choke. I chose not to choke."Damn," he said, finally taking an unsteady step backwards. "You're really good at this, girl.""Thanks," I said, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Swallowing isn't fun, but I had no Kleenex to clean up a mess with, so it was better this way. He began putting himself back in his pants. "You remember where I live?" I asked him, trying to stand up. God, my thighs ached. Guys'd have you on your knees every time, if you'd let them, but I'm not kneeling down on any dirty, greasy pavement in a back alley and ruin my hose."Yeah," he said, distractedly. "Damascus?" I followed his gaze to the rear door of the club. The pounding music was beckoning him back again."You promised," I complained. "Don't you back out on me now."He looked at me as I buttoned my blouse, no longer seeing a desirable new Lexus, but a used Toyota Corolla. Guilt played against irritation of his face. "Yeah, yeah," he said finally, and headed down the alley toward the parking lot, muttering other things as he went.I scurried along after him, tucking my blouse into my skirt. "And it's Maggie," I said, catching up to him. "Not bitch."He gave me an amused look, then laughed. Then he put his hand on my ass.***It was an hour and twenty minutes later. We sat at the curb on the wrong side of the street, a block down and a block over from my house. The dashboard clock read 12:35 A.M. I was flat on my back on his bench seat (thank God for bench seats) with my legs in the air and holding him as he fucked me. I hadn't expected sex, not after the forced blow-job, but he had started kissing me just as soon as we parked and I liked being kissed. At least he was wearing a condom."We have to hurry," I told him. My dad always set the alarm for one a.m., and if I wasn't in, he'd whip me when I did get in. I needed time to change my clothes, and sneak in the basement door. I had told him this, but I wasn't sure he was listening--or cared.The truth was, I was liking this way too much. The guy was screwing me like we were on our honeymoon bed, not in a broken down Oldsmobile. He had an average-size cock, but what he did with it was almost perfection. My pestering him must have seemed like disinterest, but I was not disinterested, not one tiny little bit. He made it hard even to think straight. But a blistering leather strap on your bare bottom is not something you easily forget, and I was watching (with one eye and half a brain cell), the seconds tick by."Please," I said at ten minutes to one. "I have to go!" I tried shoving him off but he wrapped me up like a human straight jacket, pinning my arms at my side and forcing my thighs apart with his own. He rammed in and out of me like a rutting dog. I was thinking it doesn't get any more rape-like than this when something warm and wet erupted inside of me."Jesus! Did you just...?He kept me wrapped up tight and laughed the whole time he was coming and I knew he had ditched the condom. How or when, I didn't know. I should have been furious, but I wasn't. "Okay, okay," I said hurriedly. "Just get offa me." He let me up and I snatched my panties off the floor and yanked them on. I was wet and cum had leaked out of me onto his seat, but that was his problem. I refastened my bra and pulled my shirt together and grabbed my purse. "Will I see you again?" he said, panting and trying to get his fly zipped up. "Only if I'm damned lucky," I said under my voice and then yelled "Maybe," and slammed the car door and tore off down the sidewalk to whatever awaited me at home.***I looked at the clock. The right-hand digit changed to a 5 as I watched, making it 4:05 a.m. I turned over onto my right side, wincing at the pain in my bottom, brushing a tear from my right eye.All this could be traced to what had happened to me two years before. I was not even sixteen years old, a 10th grader, and I had never been fucked. Hell, I hadn't even really made out with a guy, much less gotten busy with him. But my two cousins had plenty of experience and they got busy with me.Adam was eighteen and Josh was sixteen. They were at my house for two weeks in August while their respective parents took the rest of the kids to Yellowstone Park and the Grand Canyon. I love my Aunt Gina and Uncle Tommy, and Aunt Lindsey and Uncle Robert, but they should have taken their fucking sons with them, instead of leaving them here. Because one afternoon when mom and dad were working and Gina (my sister, not my aunt) was still at the pool with her friends, I pulled back the shower curtain to find Adam and Josh standing there waiting for me."Get out of here!" I shrieked.They just laughed at me.I had only just returned from the pool and my bathing suit was on the bathroom floor, kicked now into a corner. I didn't even have a towel to wrap myself up in because Adam had it in his hand. I hid behind the shower curtain."Please get out of here!" I pleaded with them."Come on out," Adam said, while Josh snickered. "We already seen you naked, Maggie.""Go away! I'm gonna scream if you don't go away!" I didn't get it. We had been getting along so fine. In fact, I had a huge crush going on Adam: he was sizzling hot."Come out and show us your little titties," Adam said. "That's all we want to see.""I don't have any titties," I shot back at him, a fact that he had chosen to point out to me at every opportunity over the past week. It was a testament to my adolescent idiocy that I still liked him. "Sure you do," he said, "I just seen 'em. They're cute." Which got another snicker from Josh."Why are you doing this to me?" I demanded, tears ready to boil out. "I told you. We want to see your little titties." The shower curtain jerked in my hand, hard. "Now get out here.""I'm not coming out. You get out of here."In the end, I had no way out. Adam came at me from one side, Josh the other, and after peeling me away from the shower curtain, they carried me naked, screaming and kicking into my bedroom and threw me onto the bed. Before I could even move, they had me pinned down to the bedspread, spread-eagled."You're right," Josh laughed. "She don't have no titties."What little I did have was tipped by traitorous little nipples, hard as peas."Let me go!" I wailed. "Why are you doing this to me?"But the way they looked at my naked body, still beaded by water, Adam with particular interest at the place between my legs, answered that question for me. "You ever been touched down there?" Adam asked, indicating my crotch. I froze. He just looked at me. Josh looked at him."Don't you dare," I threatened in a whisper. "I will scream. I swear I will."Adam looked over at Josh, who nodded, and with alarming quickness, my left arm was released and the hand that had held it clamped down roughly on my mouth. Screaming into it helped me not at all.How do you tell your mother that your two cousins have raped you? Raped and sodomized and tortured you. I never told anyone anything. The next day I could barely walk. If my mom had seen the bruises on my upper arms or thighs, words wouldn't have been necessary. The boys didn't care how much they bruised me up, doing whatever they liked to me, convinced of their invulnerability; I guess events proved them right.On Saturday afternoon they left. For the intervening three days they acted like the rape had never happened, as if everything was perfect, like two invaders from Mars had impersonated the boys, and left them living in blissful ignorance. I took that attitude as well, actually beginning to talk and joke with them again by Thursday evening, when all of us went out to the movies. I freaked a bit when they bracketed me on the walk back to the car, but they only talked about the movie and how much they couldn't wait for the sequel to come out. Had it really happened? I only really believed it when I looked at my bruises in the mirror. I kissed both of them goodbye when they left. I hugged them both. I stood there and waved as, half an hour apart, rented RV's took my rapists back to Albany, New York, and Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. I thought I was all right. That afternoon, I noticed my geeky next door neighbor, who I knew had the hots for me, watching me from the corner of his eye as he cut his grass. I had on a sleeveless white button-down blouse and a pair of blue-jean shorts. I stuck my thumbs in my jeans pockets and stood with one hip thrust out, pseudo-seductively. He ran into the brick border surrounding a flower bed and almost tripped over the lawn mover. I wanted to burst out laughing. Instead, I wandered over to start up a conversation."You think they'll have the new high school finished before I turn eighteen?" I asked. "That would make you what, a junior in college when I graduated, right?"Um--oh--" he stammered. "Are they building a new high school here?"No, dummy, they're building the new World Trade Center."Take a walk with me around the side of the house," I said."Wh--Why?""I want to show you something," I said.I walked ahead of him with my thumbs still planted in my shorts pockets, careful not to swing my hips in too seductive a manner, until we reached the shed, and then I nodded for him to open it up. You've never seen a kid more scared. I was cucumber cool. When he'd finally fumbled the lock out of the the hasp and had gotten the doors swung open, I strolled inside and told him to join me. He just stood there, sweating profusely and moving from foot to foot."Get in here," I ordered.He jerked, then stepped into the doorway and stopped just inside. I grabbed the front of his shirt and dragged him over in front of me and kissed him. At that point it became indescribable because I was only fifteen and I'm not breaking any child pornography laws.I never so much as looked at the geek again. Every guy since him has either been hot, or a bastard, which makes him hot, even if he's not good looking. And there have been a lot of them. From what I've read about myself on the toilet stalls in the boy's bathrooms, I'm a girl you'd want with you at a party on a Friday or Saturday night. I will gladly admit to the truth of that. I put out good. As you'd expect, a lot of girls hate me. A lot of girl's want to be my friend, too, sometimes the very same ones, which gets kinda confusing. I've even been asked to go down on a girl, but that's something I've never done. At least not yet. I like guys too much. ***The following weekend, I found a ride home from the club without resorting to my mouth. It was with a guy named Mike, who I had met a month or so ago at the club. I had already spread my legs for him twice, so he knew he'd get it when he got me home. "You know--" He hesitated when the light ahead turned yellow, then shot on ahead. "You got the sweetest little squirrel-box on you, Honey."I laughed. My squirrel-box? But he was from Texas and everything he said was funny. "Is it wet enough for you?" I asked. My legs were apart and his finger was enjoying its deliberate explorations.He crooked his finger suddenly and made me jump. "I like it just fine, little lady. Nice and tight. Seriously tight. Like a virgin, you might say," he drawled sarcastically. I didn't care. He was getting me hot. That finger had been busy inside me since we'd left the club, and he was driving slow up Rockville Pike, the convertible top down in the warm spring air. I was clenched onto his upper arm with my left hand, and not to be romantic. "How about this?" he asked.I gasped: "Oh! Yes!" then, "That's nice," feeling like he'd just scratched my tonsils with his fingernail. I squirmed as he went exploring in a new direction, looking for my G-spot."That doesn't actually exist," I said, wincing and digging into his biceps. One more like that and I'd jump right out of the seat, maybe out of the car. I think he liked hurting me. I think I liked it too."So, how are your folks?" he asked, as calm as if he was reading a newspaper."They're... just fine," I got out between gasps. I had gotten a good blistering the week before and Dad had told me that one more time and he'd ground me for the rest of the school year. I couldn't have that. But I also couldn't let Mike know that I was eighteen years old and curfewed to one o'clock in the morning on weekends, restricted to the house the rest of the week. He thought I was underage, and I'd done nothing to disabuse that notion. Guy's like you underage.I looked at the dashboard clock. Only eleven-forty-five, plenty of time.The light ahead of us turned red and Mike let the Camaro drift to a stop. The powerful engine rumbled the car like the music rumbled the dance floor and it was a pleasant feeling. The car was a sixty-eight, or a sixty-nine, I couldn't remember which, bright red with twin black racing stripes running down the middle. A muscle-car, he called it. I called it a hotrod, just like him."I'm having some friends over tomorrow night," he said. "Feel like coming by?"Out on a Sunday night? A weeknight? But Dad was having his once a month church thing, I remembered, and that kept him out after eleven. Mom was easier to get around sometimes. "Sure," I said, figuring I'd come up with something."I've picked up some porno flicks, hard-core stuff, stuff you can't rent at Blockbuster," he said.You couldn't rent any porno at Blockbuster, I wanted to say, but I got his message. Zoo-sex, kiddy-porn or something even worse. I wondered if he'd pass me around. Other guys had passed my around at parties, like a bag of Doritos. A jacked-up, 4-wheel drive pickup blaring country music pulled up beside us at the light. It was on Mike's side, in the turning lane, which meant they could see plainly what was going on. I froze for a moment, feeling a stab of panic--I guess I'm still a kid at heart--then grinned widely when the guy in the passenger window glanced down and did a double-take."Holy shit!," he mouthed. "Will ya look at this?" The music was too loud to hear anything over it, but I read that plainly. The rear window rolled down--the truck was a four-door--and I found myself stared at by four, maybe five guys, all high school-age, all of them hot."Like that?" Mike asked quietly. My skirt was bunched up around my waist and his hand was down my panties, obviously busy. I knew the guys could see my pussy being fingered. I squirmed with excitement and spread my legs even wider. The light turned green and Mike pulled away at a sedate pace. I could hear the guys hootin' and hollerin' despite the music, but instead of following us as I half-expected they would, the driver went ahead and turned left. Then I saw why--there was a cop car behind them. "Cop!" I cried, jamming my legs together. Mike's hand, though squeezed a bit, continued its work. I couldn't believe it, but I didn't dare look back again. Mike nonchalantly glanced in the rear view mirror and grinned."Did they turn?" I asked breathlessly.His hand levered my thighs open again. "Why," he asked. "Never done a cop?"Done a cop? My worst fear was a cop. I had been busted six times for underage drinking before I was eighteen. Now they could do something about it.I said, shakily, "My ID is fake.""So?""They catch me drinking again, they'll send me away to Jessup. You're over twenty-one. You bought me drinks. They'll make me give you up." His finger crooked into me hard enough to make me grab his wrist with both hands. I came up off the seat in pain. "Mike!" I groaned. "Stop that!""Don't threaten my, Sweetie-pie.""I'm not threatening you!" I cried. "I just know about Jessup, and what they do to young girls there." I was about to start crying. "Please, Mike! Please stop it!"He eased back on his finger and I gasped "Thank you!" sliding back down onto my butt again. I had almost stood up straight. Even Adam and Josh raping me hadn't hurt like that. ***Half an hour later we were at my house. As he turned off the ignition, I undid my seat belt and leaned over to unzip his fly. He stopped me."What's the matter," I asked. My voice was pitched higher than it should be, because I was scared. He had really freaked me out with his finger."Nothing," he said, lazily lighting a Marlboro. "Just rather save it for tonight."It was tonight, I thought, then realized he meant tonight tonight, at his house."Listen," I said, edging away a bit. "I--""If you can't make it, you can't make it." He inhaled a lungful of smoke, held it a moment, then blew it at the sky. The tip of his cigarette came up and he inspected it closely. "I understand the situation," he said."You do?""Yeah, I do. You come if you can. Try to be there by eight o'clock. If you don't come, I'd like a telephone call, though. Understand?"Yes, sir, I almost said. "What is it? Your telephone number."He gave it to me. "I need to write it down," I said, digging in my purse. "You don't write anything down," he said. "Memorize it."I began running the number through my head."Out loud," he said, voicing his irritation. "Hasn't anyone ever taught you how to memorize a fucking number?"I recited his number out loud at least half-a-dozen times, until it was etched in stone. "Now my address," he said, giving me that also. Obediently, I recited it back half-a-dozen times."Good." He flicked the half-smoked cigarette end over end into the middle of the street where it exploded in sparks. "You don't write it down when you get inside, either. You never write down anything about me, especially my name. Got that, Honey-chile?"I nodded, too breathless to speak. I wanted to ask if this was D/s, if he was making me his sex-slave. "I got it," I finally croaked.He nodded and put his hand beneath my chin and drew me to him. He gave me a chaste kiss on the mouth, then told me to get the hell out. As I turned to open the door, he said, "If you need a ride, call me.""Okay," I said. As I started to close the door, he leaned against his own door and looked up at me."What?" I said, heart in my mouth.He gave me that lazy Texas grin. "If you don't make it tonight? The next time I see you, I'll make you walk naked across Rockville Pike. Back and forth across Rockville Pike. Both ways. No clothes on," he said winking. "See you tonight."I just stood there as he drove away, blinking and dumbfounded. Eventually I closed my mouth and hurried on to my house. I had never seen the kind of sex flick I knew Mike was talking about. I had seen hardcore stuff, sure, the kind that comes on a VHS tape or a DVD that your friends bring over and you giggle stupidly with your hands over your mouth. The Internet was loaded with the crap. But my dad keeps a hawk-eye on me when I'm at home, even though I'm eighteen now, so I never get to the sites where the heavy action is, the stuff I might be seeing that night. So the thought of it made me shiver. (You probably want to know how I get to stay out late on Friday and Saturday nights, and the rest of the time I might as well be locked up in a convent, but that's another story.) When I turned the corner onto our street I was alternately fantasizing about getting passed around by my mouth, and about crossing Rockville Pike in the nude. The sight of my house snapped me back to reality. "Fuck!" I croaked, looking at my watch: ten of one. I ran the rest of the way down the sidewalk, then beelined through the side yard to the shed at the back corner of the house. I opened the door, slipped inside, and snatched my backpack from behind a pair of stacked boxes. (You know I keep those hinges well-oiled.) In a second I was out of my micro-mini-skirt and silk blouse, yanking off my thigh-highs hopping foot to foot, then out of my black brassiere and my thong panties. I then dressed in my street clothes again: jean shorts and a red pullover top, a white JC Penney bra and bikini panties, and my Reeboks. Then I brushed out my hair and dragged it back into a ponytail and knotted it in place. The good stuff I crammed into my backpack, which I slung over my shoulder and then I was ready. I took a deep breath, held it steadyingly, then released it slowly. I became Maggie Callow again: 12th-grade virgin. I went in to say hi to Dad.What to do about tonight? I glanced up at the clock and saw that it was almost one. I had my homework spread across the desk and was listening to U2 on my iPod. The volume was down because I, unlike other teenagers, had respect for my eardrums. Besides, they hurt from the club-music of the night before.I thought about Mike taking me by the chin to kiss me on the mouth. I thought about six guys sitting side by side on a couch with their flies down and their cocks sticking straight in the air, watching some horrible thing on the TV screen while I sucked them and beat them off. I thought about strolling across Rockville Pike in my jeans and a red pullover top, Reeboks snicking across the pavement, while my ponytail bounced merrily along behind me.What the fuck had happened to me? Was I really this awful little slut, bent on sucking or fucking every guy in Maryland? I could not count the cocks I had already put in my mouth, or the ones I had let come in me. I rated a page in Guinness all for myself.I stretched my arm out across the desk and lay my head down on it. Tears filled my eyes, hot and burning, making my nose run, and I jerked up with a curse. Who the fuck was I kidding? I fucked 'cause I liked to fuck. Those stupid prissies I used to hang out with didn't know their cunts from a hole in the ground. Who were they to tell me I was wrong? They never got it. They never would get it--figuratively or literally.I got up and grabbed my cell phone off the bed. I punched Find, then scrolled down the list till I found Jessie Markum's number."Hello," she said, finally answering on the sixth ring."I need a favor," I said. I was biting my thumbnail and made myself stop.Her reluctance grew more pronounced. "What's that, Maggie?""I need to get out tonight.""I'm busy," she said hurriedly. "Maybe--""I'm not asking you to go out, Jess. Just cover for me, okay? Tell Mom you need me to come over to do... homework or something."What a stupid idea. Jess was a goody-two-shoes who had her homework done on Friday afternoons before I even got home. "I don't know," she said slowly. Maybe--""Please?" I cut in. "Just this once? I'll never ask another favor again. I--""Right!" she cut in, laughing derisively. "What ungodly thing have you got going on tonight? That sick concert down at MCI?" I didn't know about any concert at MCI. I said, "I just need to get out for a while, that's all. Without the parents asking me questions. Will you do it for me?"I waited for her to ask why she should, why she should help a friend dig herself deeper than she already was. Jessie knew me better than maybe anyone else. She used to be my best friend. She used to live right next door to me. "All right," she said finally, sighing. "What time?"I told her, and she hung up. Then I cried for an hour and a half.***At five o'clock I snuck out the black dress I kept hidden at the back of my closet, packed it in the bottom of my backpack along with a new pair of black thigh-highs, a black lace bra and thong panties, and my black heels. I stuffed my school books in on top of them and then set it beside the desk out of the way. Then I laid down to read my latest Elle magazine, and tried not to bite my lower lip in half. At six o'clock Jessie called."Maggie! It's for you.""Thanks, Mom!" I called. I picked up the phone and waited for Mom to hang up. "Thanks. I was afraid you wouldn't call.""I wish I hadn't," she said. "This is really stupid, Maggie.""Maybe," I said. "But you're an angel, Jess. Now bye.""Bye," she said desultorily, and hung up. I waited about a minute, then went to the door, opened it and called downstairs: "Jess wants me to come over and help her with her homework." I didn't say anything else. Mom would either go for it, or she wouldn't."Jessie's asking you to help her with homework?" she called up the stairs, emphasis on the "you" and the "her."I giggled girlishly and said, "Well, not really. But... I really should go." This left the decision up to her, and mothers like making decisions for their daughters. If the reason is honest-sounding enough, and stupid-sounding enough, and you don't overplay your hand, most of the time they'll jump."There's not going to be any drinking, right?""Mom, it's a school night.""And no boys.""Mom, it's Jessie.""How long is this going to take?" she called up."Mmmmm. Eleven o'clock?""Is Brad gonna drive you home?" Brad was Jessie's stepfather. If he ever drove me home alone at night, I'd blow him. "Said he would," I called. "All right. Eleven o'clock at the latest. Don't be late. I'll meet you in the car."I closed the door without replying because no reply was expected of me. She knew that something was up, but something was always up with a teenager. At least she'd know where I was.Did I worry about her calling to check me up? Of course I did, but that wouldn't stop me. I had six cocks to suck.***In front of Jessie's house I kissed Mom on the cheek and told her goodbye. "Not later than eleven o'clock," she reminded me."I'll be there. Aren't I always there?" I asked sweetly.She pursed her mouth but her eyes were laughing. "Tell Jessie I said hello," she said, and then drove away. I walked halfway up the walk, and then walked down it again, hoping Mr. or Mrs. Culhane wouldn't look out and see me and wonder what was going on. I took off at a brisk walk toward the corner. As I went I flipped open my cell phone and thumbed in Mike's number. It rang one time."Hello?" There was music in the background, but not playing too loudly."You still want me to come over?" I asked."Where are you?"I told him where I was. "You on foot?" he asked."My mom just dropped me off.""I'll be right there. Just keep walking."I did keep walking and every step my heart beat quicker. Five guys, I thought, six, including Mike. Already my saliva was running. I had no idea how the number six had come up: Mike had never said how many, I was sure of that. But six was a nice round number and exactly twice my number of holes. I had never been plugged in all my holes before; the idea made me shivery and hot. My stride quickened and I clutched the strap of my backpack with both hands, to keep my hands from shaking. Maybe they were shaking from fear, I was certainly feeling that. I wondered if tonight wasn't some poisoned black cake under a layer of thin, but delicious-looking white icing. Were any of the guys black? I wondered.MIke passed going in the opposite direction, only glancing at me, not waving, not smiling. This made my shivery feeling worse. Treat a girl like shit and she'll only get hotter. Treat her badly enough and she'll buckle the collar around her own neck. I waited with my thighs squeezed together like I had to pee, lower lip between my teeth, almost squirming until the car pulled up alongside me, rumbling. He pushed open the door."Hi," I said excitedly."Get in," he said, with all the animation of a doctor meeting a patient. I scooted onto the seat and shut the door. I started to kiss him, stopped when he looked back over his shoulder at the traffic. A lit cigarette was in his right hand. "I have to be home at eleven," I said hesitantly."You will be." The Camaro roared up to forty miles an hour and then just rumbled along in forth gear. I was glad the top was up. It was a cool night and the wind could ruin my hair. He took his hand off the shifter and put it on the steering wheel, idly flicking the filter of the cigarette with his thumbnail. I glanced down and felt a hotness creep into my cheeks. It was the same kind of shifter as in Jimmy Augustine's car, a large steel ball indented on the front side with finger slots so that you could grip it. It had felt incredible inside me as Jimmy wound along the windy, spooky White Ground Road in Poolesville in his souped up Mitsubishi Eclipse. And he had been right: the vibrations made me orgasm just sitting there. I pulled the seat belt across me to buckle it up. "Should I change?" I asked. "My stuff is in the bag.""What did you bring?" he asked, and I told him. "Sweet. Put it on."Not bothering to scrunch down in the seat, I stripped off my top, unhooked my bra and slid out of my jeans and panties. I sat there in only my socks and carefully unpacked my good clothes while Mike glanced over at me occasionally. "Tight little body," he remarked."Thanks." Slipping into my black panties, I asked: "How many guys are going to be there, Mike?"He flicked ash out the window. "Five. Six, including me."I was right, I thought, all aquiver. Six guys fucking me in shifts. I almost started to giggle.Slipping my arms through the bra straps, I slid it into place and then hesitated. "Should I wear this?" I asked. "Or...?""Wear everything," he said, which made me giddier than if he'd said go braless. I finished snapping up and then adjusted it before putting on my thigh highs."How old are you, really?" he asked unexpectedly."Eighteen," I said slowly. "I know you think I'm younger, but--""And you been doing this... how long?"I sat there in my lacy underwear, feeling rather ashamed. "Two years," I said softly. "The sex?" he asked, blowing smoke out the window. "I live for the sex," I told him honestly. "The harder it is, the better. You should know that, you've fucked me twice."I had expected a reaction, but I didn't get any. He simply blew smoke out the window and nodded his head. His thumbnail flicked the end of the cigarette. After a while, during which time I just sat there holding my dress in my hands, he said: "You are a good fuck, I'll give you that. I suspect you only got that way from lots and lots of practice though. So you must really love the sex.""Thanks," I mumbled, slipping into my dress. Being told that should have sent my enthusiasm soaring. Instead, it made my eyes burn and I had to fight not to sniffle. What the hell was I doing here?He turned into an apartment complex that I had been to once or twice before, for a party. He backed into a spot, right in front of a sign saying no back-in parking, and turned off the engine. I released my seat belt and put on my heels. He surprised me by coming around and opening the door for me."After you," he said."Why, thank you," I said, all ladylike. I held out my arm and giggled when he took it. Then he smacked me sharply on the ass--"Ouch!"--and walked me toward the front steps of the building at a leisurely pace, fortunately, for my five-inch heels. "I know people who live here," I said, wondering which buildings I had been in."Is that right?" he said.The building and the address over the entrance looked familiar. "I think on the second floor of this building," I said."We're going to the third," he replied. I remembered then. It was a Friday night back in October or maybe early November, around the time of... no, it was a Halloween party and Jimmy Augustine had brought me there. In fact, it was the same night of my shifter-knob ride. I wondered, with something of a guilty start, if Jimmy was waiting for me upstairs. If only he were.We walked up the three flights of stairs in silence--except the click-click-click of my high heels--and by the time we reached the third-floor landing, I was out of breath. Mike looked like he'd just gotten out of a chair. A secret little voice inside me whispered that I'd be huffing and puffing a lot harder in just a little while, and that shivery feeling came back.Mike tapped twice on the door and it opened at once, as though whoever was waiting was alerted by the click-click-click of my heels. The guy was Mike's age, maybe a little older, with shaggy blonde hair and a crooked nose. Owen Wilson, I immediately thought, only cuter. "This our little prize?" he asked, sending a zing of excitement up my spine. Excitement, and a small, undirected dose of fear."This is her," Mike confirmed, directing me inside by the elbow. "Make her feel at home.""What?" I turned back, startled as he turned away. "You're not staying?" Fear replaced every bit of excitement now. "Mike--""I'll be back for her at ten o'clock," he said, cutting me off. "Make sure she's ready.""Aye, Aye skipper," Owen said and closed the door.I began to panic. "Mike, wait!" I cried out, but Owen propelled me by my elbow down the short foyer and into the living room. "No, wait! I don't want to do this!" I pleaded."Tough," he said, not especially concerned by what I did or didn't want. Five guys were scattered around the living room, either sitting down or standing in front of a piece of furniture in anticipation. "Wow," said one of the standers, "She really is a fox." He was older than my father and mostly bald, a championship-sized beer gut hanging over his belt. His face was flushed an ugly, dangerous red. His eyes were two black coals, punched into his face."Dinner," Owen Wilson said, propelling me into the middle of them. I stumbled in my heels and a twenty-something guy with a blackened right eye and bad abrasion on his left cheek caught my arm and yanked me to him. "Welcome to the party, Sugar.""No!" I cried. "Let go of me!" I yanked my arm but it was like trying to yank free of a steel clamp. I tried to pry his fingers back with my free hand and that only made him laugh."Relax," he said. "You ain't going nowhere, Sweetheart."I began to scream and that's when something was stuck in my face. It sprayed me with something wet and then everything went blank until I woke up again, face down on a bed, hands and feet handcuffed to the corners.I was naked and gagged. It was my own panties stuffed in my mouth: I knew that instinctively. My ass was trust into the air on a wide round cushion that I had seen on the living room couch. I wasn't blindfolded and that scared me more than being handcuffed. "Mnnnnnn!" I shrieked into my panties."Relax, little girl," said a voice I didn't recognize. "Fighting only makes it worse." He, or someone else put a hand on my right thigh and patted me in a way that made me scream again.The hand smacked down hard on my rear end. "What did I just tell you?" I screamed again and this time the hand took a hunk of my butt-cheek and pinched it savagely."Nooooo!" I cried out miserably. "Stop! Please stop it." The words were unintelligible, but he got the message."Stop, and I'll stop," he said. "Good girl's get along better."I nodded my head, weeping uncontrollably now. They would rape me and kill me, I knew that absolutely, just like that little fourteen year old in North Carolina knew she was going to die. But she had gotten away. Might I?Another voice, barely less menacing than the first, said, "You're scaring the shit out of the kid. Give it a rest, will ya.""'the fuck I care?" the first voice shot back. "She's gone in the morning and then it's on to the next one."Gone in the morning? Ten in the morning? Had that been what Mike meant? If I was being kidnapped, then there was maybe hope. Be cool, Maggie, I thought. Do what they want. Get out of this alive.The second voice said to the first, "Get out of here, Brad. Out front with the others."There was an extended silence during which I knew the two men were glaring at each other, then the first man cursed loudly and stomped out of the room. I felt no safer with the second man. And what had the first one meant? "and then it's on to the next one."Voice Number Two partially answered the question. "There's a guy on the West Coast paid twenty-five grand for you, Honey-pie. All we gotta do is keep you safe and sound for twelve hours and Mike'll get you outta here."I made protesting noises and shook all four limbs."Forget it," he said. "You're not the first one's been our guest of honor here. Those handcuffs are welded to the bedposts and so far, no one's gotten outta one. The more you struggle, the worse you'll hurt yourself. So quit it."He was telling the truth. All I was doing was tearing up my wrists and ankles on the steel bracelets. But I couldn't stop struggling. He put a hand on the back of my neck and squeezed it gently. "Lay still," he said.His fingertips were on some kind of pressure points, and he would knock me out if I didn't relax. I shoulda let him knock me out. Somewhere along the line, my bladder had let go and I'd peed the mattress. I felt wetness under my knees. "Better," he said, releasing me. "Now behave yourself."I behaved. Let them rape me, I thought. I've been raped before. I'd even taken it up the ass before. No matter what they did to me, it wouldn't be more than an extreme--maybe very extreme--version of sex I'd already had.He came around to where I could see his legs and crotch. I shut my eyes. The only ones I could identify for sure were Mike and the bald fat man and the one with the black eye. Probably, this was the one who'd sprayed me with the gas. If so, I didn't want to see his face. The less I knew about these men, the better."The way this works," he informed me, as though telling me where my next classroom was, "is whoever puts the highest bid on you wins. We send you to that fellow, who then bids you out to the next group of buyers, usually from out of the country. We don't deal with foreigners ourselves, only groups inside the states. International trafficking is more money, yeah--your end buyer'll pay a chunk of change for you, Honey-pie, believe me--but it's not worth the risks. You get nailed for that, and it's extradition anywhere outside the United States. Even in Mexico. They put an international warrant on you and then it's the Hague."He said the name as if it were Auschwitz. "Now us," he said, walking around the front of the bed--it sat away from the wall, so I couldn't bang anything, "We take less risk for less money." He patted my rear end affectionately. "But we get the right of first refusal, if you get my drift."In other words, the goods were not necessarily delivered unspoiled. He unbuckled his pants, unzipped his fly and joined me on the bed. "Honey," he said, patting my rear end again. "You shoulda stayed out of the clubs."THE END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 47

me.txt

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Adrienne skipped down the stairs and swung into the family room, where her father was watching TV, "Goodnight Daddy!" she chirped, flashing him a dazzling smile. Her short red hair was shiny from her shower, and her face looked very young when it was scrubbed clean of all its daily makeup. "Goodnight sweetheart," Wayne answered back automatically. "Does Bruno get to go with you tonight?" Adrienne laughed as the large Black Lab lifted his head and looked at her hopefully. "He's such a spoiled dog! Yeah, I guess I'll let him come." She blushed a little at the words, but her father didn't seem to notice. Bruno had jumped off the couch and was making a mad dash up the stairs to Adrienne's room. With one final goodnight for her father, Adrienne followed him. Wayne smiled to himself after the pair left. It was good to see Adrienne so happy. He'd let that goofy mutt spend every night with her if it kept the smile on her face. Wayne and Adrienne were still recovering from the shock of Susan's sudden death. She had been an excellent mom and a loving wife, and it seemed too cruel that God or fate or whoever controlled these things would take her away. The brain aneurism had struck so suddenly there hadn't even been a chance for goodbyes. One minute Susan had been making pancakes, the next she was on the floor, gone. Wayne and Adrienne had been heartbroken. Now, a year later, Adrienne was sixteen and had no female influence to guide her through what Wayne believed was probably the most hormonal stage of a girl's life. He wished he knew how to give her the "talk" and wondered desperately if Susan had ever gotten around to it. He didn't want his baby girl to feel inadequate or behind. She had become so withdrawn following her mother's death; Wayne wasn't sure what he could do to snap her out of it. Finally he thought of something that might do the trick. Adrienne came home from school four months ago to find the large Black Lab sitting on her bed. Wayne had adopted him that morning from the pound. He knew that Adrienne had always wanted a dog, had been begging for one for years. To his delight she was ecstatic, and the pair soon became inseparable. Wayne floated back from his musings when the grandfather clock struck 11 pm. He yawned, turned off the tube, and headed upstairs for some much needed rest. As he walked down the hallway he noticed that Adrienne's door was ajar and some light was coming from her room. He hurried over, thinking that maybe she was having one of her late night cries. He stopped short when he heard a quiet moan. He listened closely and heard his baby girl's heavy breathing, her short moans. Wayne knew that his little girl must be masturbating, and silently did a little dance in the hallway. Hopefully this was a sign that she was developing normally, that his wife's death hadn't completely shut her down.He was about to leave so his sweet girl could finish in peace when he said something that made him stop cold. "Oh my God Bruno! That is soooo good! Ohhhh lick my clit with your big tongue! Ahhhhhhh!" Wayne was in shock. He had no idea that this was what Bruno was doing in Adrienne's room so many nights. He felt an instant and completely insane jealousy of the dog. Why did he get to eat out a young woman while Wayne was left high and dry? Wayne had fully intended to leave Adrienne to do her thing, but now he reasoned that the situation was quite different He leaned against the doorjamb, face pressed to the crack. His cock sprung against his pants at what he saw. Adrienne had her adorable round ass in the air, Bruno stood behind her, lapping her exposed slit with his huge pink tongue. She was shaking uncontrollably, gasping as waves of pleasure washed through her body. Bruno seemed like he was having fun, but his doggie penis wasn't erect, the poor bastard had been neutered as part of the Shelter's adoption policy. Wayne knew it was irrational, but he was glad the dog wasn't getting off on his girl's pleasure. As for him his cock throbbed against his jeans, threatening to rip through the very fabric. After Adrienne had come again Wayne hurried down the hall to his bedroom, afraid she would notice him. He shut his door quietly and immediately yanked down his pants and boxers. His cock sprung into his hand and he began to pump it in earnest, images of his baby flashing through his mind. Some small part of him whispered that it was wrong to be so aroused by his own daughter, but it was drowned out by the fact that he'd gone without the pleasure of a woman for so long. Besides, any man who didn't find the sight of a teen with her naked ass in the air being eaten out highly erotic and arousing was just out of his mind. Wayne came quickly with a quiet oath, spewing his cum all over the carpet. Spent, he fell on his bed and turned out the lights. Tomorrow was Saturday he'd make sure to suggest Bruno spend the night in Adrienne's room again. Saturday dragged on forever in Wayne's tortured mind. Adrienne had gone to a study group with some friends and wasn't expected back before dinner. That was just as well, because Wayne had spent the day walking around the house with an uncomfortable erection. He took two cold showers, it didn't help. He put on porno and masturbated twice, it didn't help. He cursed Bruno silently whenever the dog sauntered by. The mutt had been more intimate with his daughter than he had been with anyone in the last year. Wayne felt like kicking him until the doggie grin was wiped from his face. And what exactly, he asked himself, am I gonna do tonight? Watch my daughter get off with the dog again? Bust into her room mid-orgasm and demand she tell me what's going on? What the HELL am I doing? Adrienne burst through the door around 6 pm, full of the exuberant energy that only the young seem to possess. Wayne quickly placed his spread newspaper across his lap, hiding his boner as his girl leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. "Why don't we have pizza tonight?" he asked innocently. "Sounds yummy!" Adrienne answered, licking her lips. Wayne moaned silently, he could imagine all too clearly those pink lips wrapping around his throbbingHe shook himself. "Why don't you call and order sweetie. Get whatever you want." Adrienne squealed and kissed his cheek again before flouncing over to the phone. He heard her ordering a large pepperoni pizza and cinnamon sticks. He fished out his wallet from his pocket, careful to keep the newspaper in place. He pulled out a twenty and handed it to Adrienne. "Give this to the delivery man. Tell him to keep the change." Adrienne pocketed the money and grabbed her back pack. "I'm going up to my room for awhile, Daddy. I'll be back down when door bell rings." "Okay hon," he replied, relieved she was going to be out of sight for a while. He needed a way to hide his bulge. Wayne waited five minutes until Adrienne was in her room before he too ran up the stairs to his bedroom. He pulled his slacks down, wincing as they passed over his extremely painful erection. He grabbed a pair of sweats and pulled them on. They were baggy enough to hide the swelling, and he threw on an extra long shirt for good measure. Wayne looked in the mirror and was grimly pleased by what he saw. He wasn't exactly dressed to impress, but the loose clothing did the trick. He went back downstairs and flipped on the news. The door bell rang half an hour later and Adrienne ran down the stairs to answer. It seemed that she too had decided to get comfortable; she was dressed in cotton shorty shorts and a tank top. Wayne saw her unbound breasts jiggle a little as she breathed, and wondered if a man had ever died from sexual agony. The teen boy holding the pizza on the other side of the door noticed her breasts too, and if it were not for Wayne's vigorous throat clearing, he probably would have continued to stand there, staring dumbly. Fortunately for everyone the teen snapped to his senses and held out the boxes while Adrienne gave him the twenty. "Keep the change," she said sweetly, and the kid thanked her effusively. Well, Wayne thought, He certainly made out well tonight. Adrienne grabbed some plates from the kitchen, along with a coke for her and beer for Wayne. They always ate pizza in the living room, usually while watching a movie, and tonight was no exception. Adrienne picked an old favorite at Wayne's urging, and the pair sat on the couch eating their dinner. As the movie wore on Adrienne seemed to get closer and closer to Wayne. She would snuggle in next to him, laying her head on his shoulder while he shifted uncomfortably, trying to keep his erection concealed. After what seemed like years to Wayne, the movie ended. He was about to suggest Adrienne take Bruno again tonight when his daughter's hand brushed directly against his boner. She had been getting off the couch, using his leg for leverage, now she jerked away in shock and sank back down on the cushions. "Daddy! Why is your penis hard? Are you excited?" Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Wayne thought in dismay. He had been so careful, and now he feared his daughter would be disgusted with him. Still, he had to answer, so he tried for a vague and fatherly approach. "Well Honey, yes I am excited right now. Sometimes men get excited for no reason at all, even when they don't want to be." He looked at Adrienne closely, gauging her response. She wasn't buying it. "Hmmm," she said thoughtfully, "Are you sure I didn't make you that way Daddy?" Wayne gulped, "Um, maybe you did sweetheart, but only because you were laying on me. Daddy's very sorry, he would NEVER hurt you." "I know that Daddy! Besides, I get excited too" she trailed off, blushing deep red. Ah, Wayne thought, if there was ever a time to pursue this it would be now. "Adrienne, you can talk to me about anything you want, you know that right? No matter what it is, I won't judge you or think less of you. You are a young woman and having sexual feelings and urges is completely natural."Adrienne looked unsure, perhaps thinking that her father would never understand her late night fun with the family dog. Wayne hated seeing that haunted look, hated that she felt she couldn't speak honestly with him. He decided to be the first one to bring up Bruno."Besides," he said lightly. "I know you've already experimented some with Bruno."She looked up at him, shock on her face. "You saw us?" she whispered hoarsely. Wayne didn't think it was possible for his sweet girl to go any more red, but now she was proving him wrong. "Yes sweetie, I saw you last night. I must say I was a little surprised at first, but don't worry, I'm not angry with you." She still looked unconvinced, so he worked up the courage to tell her the last part of what had happened last night, knowing that this would make or break the trust he was trying to build with his daughter. "In fact, if you would like to know, I was quite hard watching that little scene. I barely made it to my bedroom before I exploded!"To his surprise Adrienne not only looked relieved, she seemed immensely happy. She flung herself on Wayne's lap, straddling him and leaning up to kiss his cheek. Her small hands went up to his shoulders and she looked into his surprised face, smiling happily. "Oh Daddy, I'm so glad! I know it's wrong but ever since mom died I've been wanting to help you." "Oh darling," Wayne whispered, burying his face in the hollow of her shoulder, "You've helped me so much since she died. Just by being here and being my little girl, you've helped me so much." Adrienne wriggled herself against him, her mound finding and pressing into his erection. "But I want to help you more Daddy. I want to make you happy, and I'm sure you'll make me happy too." Every fatherly objection flew out the window at her words. Here was a hot young woman begging to pleasure him and be pleasured by him. DNA didn't matter, the fact that she was jail bait in more ways than one didn't matter, he wanted to take his girl and show her pleasure Bruno's tongue alone could never produce. "Well baby, if you're sure" Adrienne nodded, then squeaked breathlessly as Wayne scooped her into his arms and carried her to the stairs. He took them two at a time, all the enthusiasm of a teenage boy pumping through him. When they got to his room he slowed and gently lowered her to the bed. She lay there looking up at him, face flushed and chest heaving. Wayne could plainly see her nipples through the thin fabric of the tank, and without hesitation leaned down and kissed one of the little buds. Adrienne arched her back in pleasure, wrapping her hands around Wayne's head and drawing him close. He broke his contact eventually and tugged the tank up over her head. She helped him, then scooted down her shorts and flung those to the floor too. Never, Wayne thought, was there a more desirable scene than his naked daughter stretched out before him. Her young breasts were pointing in his direction, pleading for attention. Her pussyhe thought he would faint from the pleasure of looking at it. The lips were puckered and the small red thatch of pubic hair beautifully concealed a forbidden treasure. He had to taste her.Kneeling on the floor, Wayne took hold of Adrienne's legs and scooted her to the edge of the bed. She shrieked wildly, "Daddy, what are you- ohhhh!" Her question was cut off when Wayne delicately kissed her moist lips. Working steadily northward, Wayne licked, sucked, and nibbled Adrienne's pussy while she writhed on the bed in pure ecstasy. He parted her lips with his tongue and found that special button Bruno had had fun with the other night. He took it in his teeth and bit gently. Adrienne lifted off the bed with a scream and began to shudder as Wayne let go of her clit and tongued it gently. She collapsed on the bed, shaking with each tremor and whimpering softly. Wayne continued to lick her clit, renewing her orgasm with each touch of his tongue. The door creaked open and Wayne's head shot up in instant guilt. He fully expected a S.W.A.T team to rush in and gun him down, and felt more than a little sheepish when Bruno padded in. Doubtless he heard Adrienne's cries and had come to investigate. He seemed to examine the scene before him with a critical eye, then give what Wayne could have sworn was an approving look. His tail tocked once and he curled up on the floor, big brown eyes watching expectantly. Adrienne had finally stopped bucking and was now laying prone on the bed, face flushed and eyes glazed. Wayne took the opportunity to strip off his own clothes and lay beside her. He kissed her gently on the lips, her faraway expression scared him a little and he wanted to bring her back to the now. He was relieved when she blinked rapidly and her eyes cleared. She smiled at him lovingly. "That was the best Daddy... thank you." She moved in close to him, pressing her nipples against his chest as his manhood pressed against her swollen pussy. Despite his burning need to fill her, Wayne lay content against his daughter, reveling in their intimacy. He wondered briefly what Susan would think of this circumstance, and knew instinctively that she would approve. They needed this closeness to heal, needed to be one to fill the void she had left behind.Adrienne stirred first and began to gently rub herself up and down Wayne's shaft, her moist pussy lubricating his length until he was groaning in a mixture of agony and ecstasy. "Baby, you gotta stop that or I'm gonna come right here," he said, wrapping his arms around her to still the movement.She gave him a naughty smile, "Well then can you please start using it? I want you to love me." Wayne didn't need to be asked twice and he quickly rolled on top of his daughter, positioning his cock at her small entrance. He was about to thrust in when something occurred to him. "Sweetie, have you ever done this before?" For some reason he had expected an immediate no or shake of the head, so he was surprised when her cheeks reddened and she looked away from him, biting her lip. "Who with?" he asked softly."Pete." The word was barely audible. She looked back at him and said again, "With Pete Daddy, but only once.""Pete," Wayne repeated, nonplussed. Adrienne had only had two boyfriends and neither had been named Pete. "Who's that, a boy at school?"Adrienne was nodding, looking embarrassed. "You know the pizza guy who answered the door?" Wayne nodded slowly."Well, you were gone on that business trip a few months ago and I decided to order a pizza. He came to the door and I had seen him a few times at school so we started talking. Then he came in and it just sort ofhappened." Her eyes were bright, swimming with tears ready to overflow. "Daddy, I thought that if I had sex with him it would help me get over wanting you. I thought what I wanted to do with you was so wrong, and that you would never want me that way."The tears she had tried to keep in spilled over and ran down her cheeks. "I was wrong DaddyI still wanted you more than anything. And when Pete put it init hurt Daddy. I didn't know it would hurt so badly." She trailed off and lay silent, awaiting her father's judgment. "Oh baby," Wayne whispered hoarsely. He kissed the tears on his daughter's cheeks and lingered on the salty liquid at her lips. "I'm so sorry that happened sweetieif I had known how you felt before I could have made sure your first time was gentle." He swallowed the urge to find this Pete kid and punch his lights out, and instead said reassuringly, "I'm sure Pete didn't mean to hurt you, he's just young and doesn't have the experience to make sure it feels good for you." Adrienne was listening intently, little shudders still running through her body as she sniffed. "So you're not mad?" Wayne's eyes widened, "Mad? No honey, not at all. I'm just so sorry you didn't have a good first time." He kissed her nose, "but I promise I'll make you feel better than you've ever felt before. Don't be afraid, I won't let you hurt." His daughter's eyes shone with love and gratitude and she kissed Wayne softly on the lips. He kissed her back, a slow, lazy kiss that put her at ease and made her impatient for more at the same time. He cupped a breast with his palm, and then slid that hand down her body, stopping at her damp folds. He parted them and gently slipped a finger into her. Adrienne arched off the bed and moaned into his mouth, "Oh Daddy that is soooo good!" Encouraged, Wayne began to slowly pump his finger in and out of her wet pussy. When she was whimpering in frustration he added another finger, preparing her for the intrusion of his cock. After a few minutes she was well lubricated and Wayne removed his fingers, bringing a cry of disappointment from Adrienne's lips. He positioned his cock at her entrance for the second time and braced himself above her. Moving carefully he pushed the head of his erection into her, stopping there to let her adjust to the newcomer. Adrienne tensed for a moment, and then relaxed as her walls stretched to accommodate him. Slowly, ever so slowly he sank into his daughter, pausing every time he felt resistance. It took a minute to slide all the way inside, but to Wayne it felt like a lifetime. He stayed still above her, waiting for her cue to continue. It wasn't long before she began to squirm beneath him, bucking her hips up slightly and wrapping her arms around his back. "Daddy, please move. Can't you move?"Wayne bit back his laugh. He had been waiting for something along those lines, some indication that she was ready to continue. "Of course baby, if that's what you want," he answered innocently, and began to thrust steadily. Adrienne threw back her head and moaned loudly, losing all inhibitions as her pleasure grew. "Daddy, more... please Daddy faster." Her hands were running up and down Wayne's back and she hooked her legs around his waist. Wayne did as she asked and sped up, pounding into his daughter with abandon as she cried out. He felt her go over the edge and with a low moan he followed, clinging to her and whispering her name over and over. Wayne lay spent over his daughter and would have drifted off if she hadn't given him a soft poke in the ribs. "Daddy I can't breathe!" "Oops!" He rolled away and pulled her into his arms, caressing her gently as he nestled his face into her hair. "I love you so much baby girl.""I love you too Daddy," she replied, "Can wecan I be yours now?"Wayne opened his eyes in surprise. "Of course Adrienne you always have been." END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 44

careerboost.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/65/careerboost.txt

I couldn't believe it when I got the phone call from Don Peterson of Jacobs and Associates early that Monday morning. He wanted to know if I would be interested in talking to them about joining their firm as Vice-President of Sales. I was blown away. Jacobs was the top firm in international sales for the newest technology of storage devices. Their sales world wide were in the hundreds of millions. And they wanted me to join them. This would more than double my salary, not to mention stock options. It is true that I had just closed a great year where I worked in a related field and, as they had said, they had heard a lot of good things about me. Now the voice on the phone was asking if I would be interested in flying to Miami to meet with Mr. Jacobs and his staff about the position. I calmly - I hope - told the voice that I would be pleased to spend some time with Mr. Jacobs. Then the voice suggested, "Jack, you might want to invite Carol too (my wife). Perhaps a Friday through Monday visit would be desirable, a combination of work and play. Would you like to consult with Carol and see when she could get free from her law practice and then decide on a date and let me know." He gave me a phone number and hung up.They had done some checking, knew Carol was an attorney. What else did they know about us. Young (30's) successful couple, no children, liked to live well, enjoyed sports - sailing, golf, racquet ball, tennis - dining, dancing and all the rest of the good life.I dialed Carol and she was as enthusiastic as I was about the trip and the possibilities. She urged me to set it up for that coming week end. I checked my schedule and told her I would take care of it. I called the number he had given me and a soft very sultry female voice that gave me a stir in my loinsanswered. I identified myself and she said, "Of course Mr. Givens, I am Sharon and if I can do anything to help you, please just let me know. Have you chosen a date to visit?"I gave her the dates and she replied, "I will take care of everything Mr. Givens. I will call you back with the details later this morning if that is acceptable."I thanked her and said that would be fine. She said Mr. Peterson would be with me in a moment. Then the line picked up again and he was there. He told me they would look forward to seeing us that Thursday night, that Sharon would help me in any way I wished. Being a dirty old man at 36 I thought, 'if her body is like her voice...' but I just thanked him.***The next day Carol took off to go shopping for 'suitable clothes for Florida'. She said she would shop for both of us. Tuesday night I sat in our bedroom and she tried on all of her new goodies for me. The dresses were all expensive mini-skirted little things that showed off Carol's great body to perfection. Cut low enough at the top to show a lot of her cleavage. The skirts were well above mid thigh. I jokingly kidded her about 'Who was she planning on seducing?' She replied, 'Never know Jack, how bad do you want this job?' We both laughed. Carol was a real sex pot at times. Carol also was a real show off and loved to dress her body for display. Even her business suits showed her body off well, if a bit more subtly. At her office, the lingerie she normally wore under her suits was brief, sheer and damned revealing... sexy. But some of this new stuff was a whole lot wilder, shelf bras that hid nothing, garter belts and hose to match the bras. But I noticed she had bought no panties to go with any of the new lingerie... I smiled as I wondered what she had in mind on this trip. But knowing my wife I had a pretty good idea. You see we had agreed even before we got married that we would always have an open marriage. But so far that part of our lives had been left undisclosed to each other.Damn she looked hot in the outfit she was modeling. So hot in fact I interrupted her after she pranced around in this red lingerie set, I pulled her onto our bed and spent an hour exploring all that the lingerie revealed, which was every thing. When we were both laying there later trying to recover from our last orgasm I looked at Carol and said,"I really think this job could open up a lot of new experiences for us. We will have the money to do anything we want. Travel and I can taste that 40 ft sloop I've been wanting.""You really want it bad huh?""Yeah I do, there are so many pluses... maybe a few minuses, I should warn you, Jacobs is known for being a womanizer, hell he is single, rich and good looking from the press pictures I have seen. I guess if I don't fault him for that. You might want to be "aware" of what you wear in front of him. As hot as you look in this stuff he probably won't be able to resist making a pass at you.""Hmm Jack, want me to help you get the job? It wouldn't hurt if I played a little.""Hon, I think I have the job. Anyway even if I don't, I want to get the job on my own. "Carol was thinking, 'I know you do baby but a wife should always be willing to help, I think I can help impress Mr. Jacobs.'Carol straddled Jack and slipped down on his hard cock againas she said, "I'm sure you will get the job baby."*** The next morning I got the details of our trip. I called Carol immediately. Her reaction was much like mine, "The corporate jet will pick us up..... wow!"But there was more, the limo arrived in plenty of time for a leisurely drive to the airport. It didn't matter though whether we were on time or not. As we drove up the sleek corporate jet, with the logo, JACOBS' TOY painted on the tail, stood there waiting for us. As soon as we stepped out of the limo I saw this gorgeous young woman, 25ish, dressed in an abbreviated mini dress that clung to her like paint. It cupped her full breasts underneath pushing them up into delightful mounds. And while the nipples weren't showing I was sure they were going to pop into view at any moment. Across one large breast was her name, Sheila, and a copy of the logo on the tail, JACOBS' TOY and I bet she was. Jacobs' Toy I mean. She was our hostess. I later learned that Jacob had designed this costume.... damn! Jacobs did know how to travel. She escorted us into the plane and seated us saying, "Your baggage will be taken care of Mr. Givens. How may I serve you?"I was having some wild thoughts as I looked down her dress at those huge bare mounds. Her pink nipples were in clear view as she leaned over me. She noticed my stare and smiled at me warmly. Then I heard Carol ask for a gin and tonic. I cleared my head and asked for my normal scotch rocks. She disappearedand Carol looked at me with this big smile. I grinned back and said, "Not much but I guess it will do."And we both laughed nervously. We got our drinks and I got another great view. As soon as they loaded our bags the plane was buttoned up and began to taxi. We were airborne in a minute and as usual Carol was asleep by the time the plane leveled off. Plane flights do that to her, she sleeps like a baby on all airplanes. I usually have to wake her up as we arrive. I looked around the cabin for a few minutes but quickly got bored so I got up and walked aft to look around. There was a casual arrangement of overstuffed chairs in a group half way back and there sat Sheila. As I stood there looking at her I recalled the view of her great breasts, nipples and all and I felt my cock start to grow. 'Behave yourself' I thought.Just then Sheila turned her chair facing me and as she did I had a clear shot up her tiny mini skirt to her bare love nest. I love women that don't wear panties. Her legs were spread wide momentarily as she pushed the chair around and my view was superb. Again she caught me looking as she slowly closed herlegs and stood up. She only smiled at me and said softly, "Can I help you Mr. Givens?""This is some service Sheila.""Mr. Jacobs likes first class Mr. Givens. He told us to extend every amenity to you and your wife."The look she gave me as she said that, left little doubt what she meant. Then she asked, "Can I get your wife something?""No, she is sound asleep. Will probably sleep the entire trip.""Well then, in that case how can I entertain you sir? Would you like a tour of this part of the aircraft?"I was caught again looking down her dress and she smiled as I looked up and said, "Sounds interesting."Sheila led the way and my eyes dropped to her trim little ass so well presented in the thin brief skirt. It was amazing how it clung to her cute ass. She stopped abruptly as we stepped through a partition. I bumped into her. My hands 'accidentally felt her firm ass and her full tits briefly. I let one hand rest on her hip. Leaning into me she turned and looked up at me and said, "Mr. Givens... this is the TV area."There were several sets on one wall with a lot of other equipment. She pointed to a DVD and then opened a cabinet to reveal a large number of tapes. I caught some of the titles, recent movies and then I saw Deep Throat, Debbie Does Dallas, and a number of other porn titles. Then there were some labeled Private and I really wondered about those. Then Sheila pointed to one labeled - Sheila, Three on One - and she said, "This is my favorite. Would you like to see some of it?"I nodded and she popped it into the DVD and it quickly came to life. It showed my hostess, Sheila, standing in her brief uniform as three guys got into the plane in business suits. To make a long story short the video showed Sheila slowly being stripped and then all three guys fucked her in various ways ending up with her taking all three of them at once.She stood up to turn it off and I realized I had been spell bound. Now I noticed I had an enormous hard on. Sheila looked at it and then at me and smiled as she said, "My instructions were to make you as comfortable as I possibly could. The tape indicates some of the services I provide."She kneeled between my spread legs and placed her hands on my thighs. She pulled the zipper to her dress down until her large tits were in clear view, "I noticed you seem to like looking at these Mr. Givens."Then she unzipped my pants and soon had me deep in her mouth. After that movie it took only a little of this and I flooded her mouth. As I came in Sheila's mouth I realized I had just had sex with a woman other than Carol for the first time in quite a while. Sometimes you can get just too damn busy. Sheila sucked me dry and licked it up afterwards as if she loved it. Then she sat back on her haunches as she said, "I love my job.""Do you do this often Sheila?""Not often enough to suit me. I fly when the jet flies. Whenever Mr. Jacobs of any of the four VP's take a trip. Normally I attend grad school at Miami U. But when the phone rings I eagerly respond. My duties are to serve any or all of the five gentlemen I mentioned. Sometimes their guests. It pays great and the fringe benefits are terrific. Obviously I adore sex."And she patted my limp cock. She tucked it away and zipped me up. She stood up and took my hand and led me a little farther toward the rear of the plane. Then she opened a door and there was a full sized bed. She smiled and said, "This is my favorite room. I spend a lot of time in here."It was a flying bordello. What a way to travel. I smiled and knew she was available for my slightest hint and I started to grow hard again. I smiled to myself as I thought, 'Carol need never know'. I dropped my hand to her incredible ass. She slowly began to undress. She had only the mini dress on and shortly she crawled on the bed nude waiting for me. The look in her eyes said she really loved her job. An hour later, well fucked, I dressed as Sheila lay on the bed still gloriously nude and said, "Well Mr. Givens you sure passed my test nicely. I'm glad. I will enjoy flying with you. If you had not availed yourself of my services you would have been entertained by some flunkies in Miami and then returned to your home with some excuses about Mr. Jacobs change in plans. Good luck on the rest of your little tests. Mr. Jacobs wants men around him with similar appetites to his. Men who enjoy life and are willing to take chances. You can't prepare for any of them Mr. Givens so don't worry. Either you are Mr. Jacobs kind of guy are not... I think you don't have to worry.... And just call me one of your new fringe benefits."I finished repairing myself with the soap and cologne available and then as Sheila stood up I patted her cute bare ass, kissed her pouty lips and walked forward. I had only taken a few steps when Sheila called me back. She handed me her card and said, "I'm available anytime you like unless I'm away on a trip or busy with one of the other execs. Call me at any time. Jacobs pays for that too Mr. Givens. And I really do love my work."She winked and stepped back into the bedroom to dress.***I took my seat again after placing Sheila's card in my billfold. Carol snoozed away peacefully until the Captain announced we would be landing right away. I leaned over and kissed Carol to wake her and smiled at her. She stretched and looked fabulous. I kept thinking, 'Damn I want this job.'Another limo met us and in it was Mr. Peterson, "Don" he corrected me. He was the VP in charge of Administration and I recognized him as one of the three guys in the tape with Sheila. He seemed much warmer toward Carol and I now, after talking to Sheila briefly. I smiled as I knew what her message had been. Don chatted with both of us animatedly as we drove to the hotel, and I noticed his eyes taking in my delicious looking wife, especially the view down her dress.Everything had been taken care of and Don told me the bellmen had our keys already and as the bellmen carried everything to our room Don mentioned he would pick us up for dinner at about 8:00pm. I looked at my watch, it was just 7:00pm as we walked into the hotel.Carol and I were impressed with the suite of rooms. We had everything you could want. If not I was sure a phone call would fix any short coming. A maid was unpacking Carol's things and a valet was taking care of mine. We had packed for any possible eventuality - casual, swim wear, sports, business and formal. Don had mentioned casual for dinner.I stripped as soon as the staff had left, refusing tips, and crawled into the shower. I wanted to make sure Carol didn't notice anything unusual. She joined me in the shower and hugged me close as she said, "I could get used to this lifestyle. Do people in this financial level still fuck?"We both laughed and I answered, "Probably even more."And I thought about Sheila.Carol soon was out of the shower and she smiled and said, "Damn I'm horny!"I recognized the familiar invitation but I smiled and said, "I am too sweetheart, but it might be fun to stay on edge through the evening."She smiled and agreed as she said, "But you better keep your eye on me, that Don had big eyes for my body, did you notice?""I noticed," pretending a bit of jealousy I said, "Looking is fine as long as he doesn't handle the merchandise... too much."Carol dressed in a low cut blouse, no bra, mini skirt, hose... plus make up. She looked ravishing. Vibrant and damned sexy. When she leaned forward I could see her small pink nipples clearly. I wondered how much of a show Carol planned on giving our hosts... I wore a pair of slacks, a sports shirt and sport coat.At 7:45 a soft knock came at the door.I answered the door. It was Don and his wife Darlene. They stepped into the room briefly for introductions as Carol grabbed her purse. Darlene was a great looking woman, much like Carol and I wondered if she knew about Sheila..... Darlene was dressed very expensively and her outfit revealed a great deal of her stunning body, like Carol's. Don offered his arm to Carol and they walked out together. Darlene walked over to me and slid her arm around mine as her nice breasts brushed my arm. She looked up at me and said, "Welcome to Miami Jack. I have heard a lot about you. Did you enjoy your trip?"I smiled into those big blue eyes and wondered if it was an innocent question or did she know?I squeezed her hand on my arm, my fingers brushing across the nipple of her large firm breast and told her the trip had been great so far but was looking better all the time. Was I just being hyper or had I entered a fantasy land of sex. As we followed the others out the door Darlene's hip brushed mine with each step. I looked over at Carol as we caught up with them at the elevator and I couldn't help notice Don enjoying the view down my wife's dress. I was getting excited, and I felt a small tinge of jealousy as Carol obviously gave Don a great view of her tits, but after all after my day what was I going to say.We joined Jacobs and the others in a private dining room in the hotel where we were staying. There was a bar and a table set with the finest china etc, a small dance floor and stage - empty at the moment. Jacobs and the others were at the bar, two other gorgeous ladies, very much like Darlene, wives of the other two VP's, stood on either side of Jacobs and their husbands were on the opposite side of the bar. Jacobs had an arm familiarly around the waist of both ladies.When he noticed us approaching he stood to meet us. He welcomed us and said he hoped it would work out that we would join the family. He was warm, charming and better looking than the pictures. Carol is easy for me to read when she likes someone or not and she really liked Jacobs instantly. Only he told us to call him John. The others were Paul and Pat Saunders, VP Production... Jim and Jane Woods, VP Planning. So here we were with the inside group of Jacobs Associates. I noticed Jacobs was enjoying looking at and flirting with my wife as she returned it. I recalled Jacobs reputation for fucking every good looking woman he met. What if he and Carol....?Then somehow I found myself standing around the bar with the other couples chatting as John and Carol slowly walked to the other end of the room. John's arm was around my wife's waist as they stopped looking out the window. When the others noticed my view Don said, "John likes to get to know the wives too Jack. He will ask Carol a lot of questions. We already know about you. Probably a lot more than you even think. But John wants to know how Carol thinks and feels about things."I wondered if John was trying to seduce Carol already. But I turned away from them and entertained myself with talk about Miami, the firm, the people in the circle. The vast amount of cleavage being shown in front of me was having an effect along with the wine. I wasn't quite as worried about Carol and enjoyed my present company.***It was months later that I learned what had happened to Carol that night. She finally told me how John had ushered her to the other end of the room talking, asking lots of questions. Boldly looking down her dress. Then as they looked out the window at the Miami sky line he had told her that they were convinced Jack had the job if the week end went well but that a good deal of it had to do with her. His eyes were on her large tits again down her dress. Carol leaned forward enough to give him the full view as she said, "I think we would enjoy this job very much John. I hope I meet all your expectation. You seem to enjoy knock out looking ladies around you. Do I pass?"John raised his eyes from her full tits and smiled, "So far darlin'. Tell me how much do you like sex Carol?"Carol smiled and knew where this was going. She didn't mind, she had made up her mind before they left home that she was going to help Jack all she could. In fact she would have been more than a little disappointed if John didn't live up to his reputation with her. She looked up at John and said, "I love it John. My favorite sport. How about you?""Mine too Carol. Sex has a lot to do with Jacobs and Associates. One of the reasons we are so successful in selling our products is that we take very good care of our customers desires. ALL of their desires Carol. Sometimes the VP of Sales is expected to party a great deal with our customers all over the world. That takes in a lot of customs... some strange to most Americans. Would that trouble you if Jack were expected to participate fully?""Hmmm, I don't think so John.""Good. You need to know too Carol that I love sex and lots of variety. That's why I never married I guess. I don't ever plan to know just one woman in my bed. I like for my VP's to party with me... especially when we are on the road. How do you feel about that?""I suppose when you talk about partying you mean with hot young females like the one on the plane today?""Yes, Sheila, one of my favorites. You get the idea I think Carol.""I do John, your parties sound a lot like orgies.""True Carol, sometimes they are. And Jack will be right in the middle of them. Do you still think you want him to have the job?""I do. I have never expected Jack to be monogamous.""And how about you Carol, if I asked you to go to bed with me would you?""Are you asking me to go to bed with you John?"Carol said softly, her eyes twinkling."Not right now Carol... but I will... tonight... this weekend.""And I will give you an answer when you do John."He smiled and then chuckled. They both knew it was going to happen. Carol was very wet knowing it WAS going to happen. After a moment they rejoined the group.Carol stayed by John's side all evening being very attentive. Sat between he and Jack at dinner. Talked and laughed and was totally charming to John and everyone else. She seemed very much at home with this group. At dinner Carol sat between John and I. I noticed she touched John every chance she had, his hand, his cheek... and I wondered what else... After dinner a small combo came in and sat up and soon some great oldies from the 50's started. John asked Carol to dance first and Darlene, who was sitting on the other side of Jack, asked me to dance. Darlene's full body molded into mine and I felt my cock stir. I glanced over at Carol and John repeatedly and wondered if his cock was responding to Carol's lush body the same way mine was to Darlene's. I decided it had to be.Then I heard Darlene speak softly in my ear, "Relax Jack, John won't do anything to your wife she doesn't want him to do. From what our private investigator tells us you both enjoy an open marriage."I smiled at her and she kissed my cheek lightly and said, "Honey I hope you don't have a double standard when it comes to Carol and people you work with. I understand that you enjoyed young Sheila on the plane while your wife slept. You wouldn't tell me you would be upset if Carol played around too... with us. Please don't do that. Don says I am twice as good in bed since I got to know John and the other men... and women here."I looked into her eyes for a moment. Then I looked around the room. Everyone was dancing very closely with someone else's wife. Carol was clinging to John, both her arms around his neck. His hands rested lightly on her trim round ass. I said to Darlene, "I have heard John LOVES women.""That's an understatement baby, if you aren't ready for him to get to know Carol real well, you better forget about this job. But I hope you don't. We wives were talking about you and we all hope you take the job... and us. When John refers to us as a family he means a very incestuous family. The party at Johns tomorrow night will turn into an orgy if you and Carol are willing. Wouldn't you like to get to know me and the others. We were looking forward to you and Carol joining us. In lots of ways. Look at your wife now Jack."I turned to look and I could see Carol's tight little ass moving, thrusting slowly against John... obviously against John's hard cock. As I watched her hunching into John I saw her stiffen and hug John tightly as she stood on her tiptoes. I said almost as a sigh, "My God she just came.""Yes Jack, I did that too the first time I danced with John here like that. His huge cock has been lying on her clit as she dry fucked it. It really feels good. Especially in a room with other people.""Damn Darlene, that's hot, you know I'm damned turned on. I can't hide what you feel pressing into you so you know I want you, I never thought about Carol... in the same room with me."Darlene whispered into his ear, "Relax baby, just think of what fun you can have with Pat and Jane and I. Watching your wife getting fucked by John and the rest of the men will be fun too. Trust me. Don loves to watch me with other guys."I relaxed then with my cock pressed hard into Darlene. She kissed my ear letting her tongue dart out. I love that and my cock jumped. Darlene laughed softly with pleasure and said, "Right now every man in here is hard as you are baby, I can assure you. And every woman is as wet as Carol. Carol can feel John's huge cock just like I can feel yours. "I can tell she is pressing into it hard just like I am yours. A new cock is as exciting to us ladies as Sheila was to you. Carol wants John right now just like I want you Jack. Haven't you ever fantasized about Carol being with another man while you watched?"There was a pause as Darlene and I looked over at Carol and John dancing. Carol had her loins pressed tightly into Johns. Even though she had already gotten off she wanted to feel his cock against her. John was enjoying Carol immensely. Their legs moved between each others with each step and I knew what Darlene was saying was true. Then Darlene said, "My first night, as I was dancing like that with John, I wanted him so badly. I was worried that Don would have a fit and divorce me but I wanted John to fuck me. His cock is enormous and all of us wanted to experience it... I can assure you Carol wants it... now.""Carol is a sex pot. She love to fuck.""Jack honey we all love to fuck. In your entertainment squad are a dozen hot little things like Sheila for your pleasure as well as your customers. John sometimes has huge parties with all of us and all of the hot squad, as we call them. I can tell you that as soon as this dinner party ends the rest of us will go to John's suite and party the rest of the night. I will fuck every guy here before dawn, you too if you want to join us."We danced for a few minutes silently as I enjoyed her body against mine. Then I noticed Carol and John walking toward us, arms around each other's waist. I noticed Carol had a glazed look on her face. The look she had always had when she was about to get laid. I noticed her nipples were hard and erect. Carol's eyes met mine and I could see the raw hunger, the lust in them. I nodded and she smiled the smallest smile. We had communicated that all was OK. She just stared at me as she and John walked past us toward the door. I had no doubt that they were heading to John's bed.Darlene whispered, "Now is decision time Jack. From the look in Carol's eyes she has already decided. They will be in John's bed shortly. She will feel John's huge monster in her wet cunt in just minutes. The party is about to start and Carol has decided to join it. How about you Jack?""Hell yes ... from John's reputation, I knew this was going to happen I didn't expect it tonight."Darlene kissed him on his lips her tongue slipping into his mouth. Then she asked, "Do you want to watch John fuck your wife?""Yes."Darleen stepped back and caught my hand and led me out the door John and Carol had just stepped through. We caught the elevator and turned to kiss me again. I had my hands full of her cute ass and her large tits as the elevator moved. When it stopped Darlene pulled me out the door and down the hall. From somewhere she produced a key and opened the door to a enormous suite. Inside we heard soft moaning noises from one of the bedrooms and walked toward it. Standing in the door I saw Carol, my sexy wife, standing in John's arms as he stripped her. Her full breasts were already bare and in John's hands. Then her skirt dropped and she had on only the hose. John looked at her appreciatively as he undressed. I watched spellbound as Carols large breasts rose and fell as she breathed choppily, she was as hot as I was, as hot as I had ever seen her.Then Johns 10 inch cock was free. Jack heard his wife sigh, "Oh my god John."And she dropped to her knees and took as much of it as she could into her mouth. As Jack watched she struggled to get more and more in her mouth, each time she raised and lowered her mouth on his monster. She acted determined to get it all down her throat. Jack knew she could deep throat him but Jack had another two inches.Then the last of it disappeared and Carols lips were touching John's pubic hair. All ten inches were down her throat. Jack heard John groan as Carol started fucking his cock with her mouth, taking it all with each stroke. Then Carol looked over and met Jack's eyes. She only smiled as she paused momentarily looking at her husband, and then she sucked Johns cock deep again knowing her husband was watching. Knowing a totally new life style just started for them.Darlene had stripped and stood gloriously nude as she stripped me as I watched my wife. She had watched John fuck all of the wives and lots of other women. Now she wanted to be fucked. The room contained two beds both bigger than king sized. As John pushed Carol on her back and crawled between her spread legs, Darlene led me to the other bed. I watched as John slowly pressed all 10 inches into my wife's hot cunt as Darlene eased her cunt down on my hard cock. Carol looked over and both of us watched while the other got well fucked. Soon I heard Carol moan, "Oh John it is so big.... oh shit your killing me.... oh yes... give it all to me.... I want it...."Darlene was tight, her cunt was hot and wet and delicious. I started stroking into this fabulous looking women and she rolled us over so I was on top, locked her legs around my back and I forgot about Carol for a while. Darlene was so good. It didn't take long until we both climaxed. After a few seconds of kissing Darlene in our post cum daze, I turned to watch as John came in my wife. Some later, when he pulled out of Carol, his cum ran out of her full pussy. Just then, Darlene pulled me up and led me to the other bed. She pushed me down on top of Carol and said, "Fuck your wife's full pussy Jack so she will know everything is OK with the two of you."I lay between Carol's wide spread legs and our arms went around each other. Carol spoke first, "I loved watching you fuck Darlene. It made it even hotter for me with John.""You looked like you enjoyed what you were doing.""I did... God he's huge. How do you feel about that?""It's fine sweetheart, you looked so hot with his cock down your throat.... and when he fucked you.... I admit I liked watching you fuck another guy.""Then it's OK? John said the other guys would fuck me too... is that OK with you?""Yes, they can have you right after you take this."I buried my cock to the hilt. I halfway expected her to be loose after John's big cock but she was as tight as ever.The night and the week end continued. It was one huge orgy through Sunday night late. We slept and screwed and ate and screwed the week end away. Everyone sampled Carol repeatedly and Jack got to know each of his fellow exec's wives very well. ***Monday morning I was shown my new plush office, and my secretary, Dana. Dana looked mere like a lingerie model than a secretary. She made it clear she was available for any of my needs. John told me that they paid extremely well, even for the clerical staff and all of the hot young women knew what was expected of them and eagerly agreed. I was given a series of briefings on the business and the sales picture and was convinced this was the job for me.Carol was put on retainer at a healthy annual figure. We gave our notices and moved into a lush uptown corporate owned apartment until we could arrange for our own place. I was in a whirl as I had to learn this new job. Carol spent a good deal of time getting herself familiar with the legal status of the company. She started to realize how shrewd John was as she studied the contracts the Corporation had with other firms, both suppliers and customers. She told me John visited her at our apartment frequently. He always seem to know when she would be at home alone. She loved to entertain him in her warm bed for hours. She told me about most of his visits (not all as I found out later) and I shared with her my exploits with my secretary, some of the staff in distant cities. She didn't tell me that John had slept with her every night while I was out of town until later.John had more of his weekend parties at his lavish country estate and Carol enjoyed them more and more. The first time she had two guys at once she went wild... then it was three. She noticed Darlene, Pat and Jane seemed to love it all as much as she did. Then one day Darlene, Pat and Jane visited her at her apartment while all of the we husbands were on a overseas business trip. She told me the story the night I got back.END

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The doorbell rang, and May sighed, then got up from the chair she was sitting on and went to open it."What the hell do you mean, its not you, its me?!! Why the dear John letter?", David demanded, shaking her letter in his hand. May stood silently to one side, gesturing for him to come in then closed the door behind him. She was NOT going to have a row in front of her neighbours, especially not about this!"David, I just got fucked by a stranger, I got fisted, and then, for all intents and purposes, I got fucked by a wolf in the space of 24 hours. I'm just NOT that experienced with sex, its just not me! I just needed a little time to think and process what had happened. If I was leaving I'd hardly have left my address, would I?" May's voice was calm, but with an edge of anger at his lack of understanding - she thought she'd explained quite well, but obviously not to David. He stared at her, breathing hard, then grabbed her around the waist, pulled her to him, and kissed her deeply, then broke the kiss and looked intensely at her."I'm sorry, May, I just... all I could think of is that the one person in the world who knew about IT seemed to have fled in terror and..." his voice trailed off, not wanting to admit the rest, but May could read between the lines. He was scared, which she could well understand. How the hell DID you accept turning into a wolf by moonlight? She stepped back from his embrace a bit, not much, just enough to grasp his hand and pull him out to the deck where she'd been curled up with a pot of coffee, enjoying the weakened sun, knowing that soon there wouldn't be much more of it as the year headed into winter. He sat down next to her and accepted the cup she poured him, refreshing her own, then curled back up, all snug and warm in her red jeans, thick fluffy grey socks and fluffy grey jumper. She looked at David who seemed to have lost himself in his cup of coffee, staring into the dark liquid, and her heart reached out to him, to his obvious misery, fear and confusion. She reached across and held his hand, feeling the strong muscles beneath the skin, even in his hand - his wiry strength was one of the things she admired about him."I think a lot of people would find it horrifying, David, but... to be honest?" He looked up, and May smiled reassuringly at him. "I found your other side rather beautiful. It wasn't scary, not like in the movies. I suppose, and this is a weird thing to say, I know, but I suppose I found you as attractive as a wolf as I did as a man." David smiled back at her and let loose a heavy sigh. "At least its only once a year." The meaning of what he'd said sunk in to her."You.... knew? before last night, I mean?" Her voice sounded incredulous, tinged with a little anger. He nodded."I got the dates wrong for the first full moon or I'd never have stayed with you last night. It happens for a few days every year, the full moon around Halloween. That's why I go to those woods at this time every year. Its just... safer. I'm sorry, May. Not for the sex, that was wonderful, but I'm sorry you had to see me like that." He took a gulp of his coffee, and stood up, putting the mug on the table, pacing up and down on the deck. "I've been like that for years. Ever since I was a teenager. Dad took me out there, explained what would happen. Why only once a year, I don't know, why then, I don't know, but it does. In a few days... it'll be over for another year." He looked at May, nervously. "He cautioned me never to tell anyone. Mom knew, I think, but we never talked about it. It's the great family secret." He laughed bitterly, and May itched to comfort him, but remained where she was, sensing that he needed to rant. "No one ever found out before. And I'm pretty sure Dad never had sex as a wolf. What does that make me?"At that, May stood, and crossed to him. "A wonderful man," she said, rubbing his arms with her hands, "with a few quirks. I told you, I found the wolf beautiful, and although I needed time to come to terms with what happened, I cannot complain about it... I... I have problems with new people, I'm very shy." He laughed, looking at her disbelievingly. "I am," she continued, "and its always prevented me from chatting up, flirting with the men I've found attractive. You're the first guy to see past that, and it was wonderful, all of it. "I mean, I wasn't a virgin but I wasn't far off it, and you helped me so much. Thank you." She leaned up to give him a little kiss after that, and he folded his arms around her, feeling her acceptance of him, her arms folding around him, and he breathed out, the tension draining from his body. He rested his head on the top of her head, smelling her freshly washed hair, feeling a deep contentment radiate through him. Then May pulled back a little, not much, just enough to look up at him with a smile."More coffee? breakfast?" He grinned, and nodded."We never did get to eat last night did we?" May laughed, and went inside the house. He followed, watching her prepare the food, watching her slender body move, the attraction he felt for her rising in his body again. He squished it down, not because he didn't want to fuck her again, but because for the first time in his life, someone accepted him as a wolf, and he wanted to cherish that moment. Someone accepted him as him, and it seemed so incredible to him. He slipped back out to the deck, poured more coffee into his mug, then stood drinking it, leaning on the balustrade, looking out over her garden, thinking deeply. He always loved these few nights as a wolf - they gave him unbridled freedom, but never had he thought that he might find someone who accepted him as such, and someone who found him as attractive as a wolf as a human. He thought back to last night, about how he'd left her after she slept, needing to race through the woods, howl at the moon, about how the joy, as it were, seemed all the greater for the release the wolf had had. His orgasm as a wolf was stronger, longer, and he wasn't sure how he would be, going back to having sex as a man. He turned around to look at May once more, through the kitchen window, her long glossy brown hair falling in a curtain as she worked, shadowing her face. He needed to find out, and he knew she would be willing. In fact, he admitted to himself, he wanted to fuck her again, and again, not just to have sex with someone for the sake of it, but because he wanted to have sex with HER. He didn't want to leave, so he stayed there, drinking his coffee.May looked out of the kitchen window at David. She guessed he must be thinking, and truth be told, she was glad for the respite from conversation with him - she needed to think too. She'd told him the truth, but not all of it - not how much she'd dreamed of finding someone who was sexually adventurous, someone who could help her fulfill all the things she read about, dreamed about... She couldn't believe, still, that her life could change so radically in the space of 24 hours, that a handsome man could be standing on her deck, after 12 hours of hot sex, and feeling such a connection.Her eyes ran over his body, his snug jeans emphasising his taut wiry muscles, the sandy hair that lightened to a beautiful white when he was in wolf form. She tensed her internal muscles, feeling the welcome soreness from the previous night, smiling at the memory and feeling a powerful pulse of arousal back from it. She wondered if he would fist her again, she loved that, or take her anal cherry. She loved anal play with herself, and so wanted to feel a cock in her ass, being stretched and filled there. She groaned under her breath, aware that her panties were damp, and tried to concentrate on the bacon she was grilling for breakfast, then David spoke from the doorway."Do you have any plans for today?" May looked up at the voice. She hadn't noticed him coming back in, she'd been so lost in the memories of the previous night and fantasies for the future. She was sure he could see the arousal in her eyes, and tried to keep her voice steady. Damnit! They were going to eat this meal, she resolved! "No, no plans, nowhere I have to be." David smiled."Good. and that smells wonderful. I hadn't realised how hungry I was till just now." May smiled, as she slid the bacon and other food onto the plates she'd prepared, and walked towards the door with them, out onto the deck, placing them on the table out there. They sat and ate, hungrily, in companionable silence, enjoying the warmth of the sun, and the autumn smells. Finally David sat back with a replete sigh, and May gathered up their dirty dishes, taking them inside to stack in the dishwasher. He followed her, and she looked up at him as she closed the door to the dishwasher."Want a guided tour?" He smiled and nodded. May led him on a tour of her home, and they chatted as they went, getting to know each other, enjoying each other's company, with tiny touches - a hand being held there, David's hand on May's back there, her hand on his stomach here, brushing past each other's bodies in tight spaces.. He cupped her bottom in the bathroom, his fingers sliding into the crack a little, pulling her body against him, and she wriggled free of his embrace with a saucy, flirty grin. He groped her breast in the spare bedroom, feeling the nipple tighten against his hand. She wanted him as much as he did, he knew, but he was content, as she was, to let the arousal grow each time she slipped free. He was hunter, she was prey, in a way that appealed to them both, as they worked their way slowly through the house, until finally, she opened the door to her bedroom, and in a breathy voice, said, "And this is my bedroom," then made to shut the door quickly, but he was having none of that. He reached past her, pushing the door open, and stepping within, grasping her hand as he moved past her, pulling her in with him.He looked around. Her bedroom was uniquely her - clean lines, soft, luxurious, but not frilly or flowery, as so many women's bedrooms were. He liked it. He grinned at the mirrors covering the built in wardrobe that covered one end of the room, opposite the bed. He'd make use of those later, he knew. Then he turned and he felt May tense next to him. He stared at the cabinet in front of him. "Oh my," he said, wonderingly. May was still tense next to him, and he turned to her. "Yours?" She nodded, not trusting herself to speak. He didn't say anything else, just kissed her, pulling her body hard against him, kissing her deeply, letting her know what he thought. He could sense that she was afraid of being teased about her collection, so he didn't.. he just broke the kiss, reached over to the cabinet, picked one up, turned it on, feeling the vibrations in his hand, hearing the buzz, then held it firmly against her clit, his other arm scooping around her body against her back, to hold her firmly against him. He kissed her again, feeling her wriggle to deny it, the vibrator working its magic against her clit, her acceptance of it, then, holding it between their bodies, pulling her against him hard, kissing her even more deeply, her body tense, shudder, and a moan into his mouth told him she'd come.May groaned again. The vibe against her body was now unwanted, her clit oversensitive, but it kept buzzing against her, almost painfully. She wriggled, trying to knock it free from them, and eventually succeeded, but he continued to hold her tight, still kissing her, and once the vibe was on the floor, she continued kissing him back. She'd never known intimacy like that, and they were still dressed! Her body jerked through the tiny orgasmic aftershocks, and his hands stroking her back soothed them away, then they broke the kiss, and she stepped back, and sat on the bed with a thump, looking up at him, breathing heavily.They stared at each other for a moment, then, without speaking, simply began to undress themselves. May pulled her jumper over her head, wriggled out of her jeans, clothes thudding to the floor where they were thrown, flesh slowly being revealed. May itched to get her hands on his body again, and as soon as he was naked, he stepped towards her, between her parted legs, already proudly erect. Her hands stroked his cock, feeling the velvet hardness within, looking up at him, seeing his arousal in his eyes, as her hands stroked him, pleasured him. Her thumb rubbing the underside, gathering up pre-cum, rubbing it into his skin. He whispered "your mouth", then she bent to take him in her warm mouth, smelling his muskiness, tasting his warm salty taste. She took as much of him into her mouth as she could, feeling the end of it against the back of her mouth, her hand sliding down to cup and gently rub his balls. She felt his fingers entwine in her long hair, which she loved, he guided her on his cock, showing her what he liked. She slid from his cock to his balls, taking one of them in her mouth, sucking ever so gently on that, before releasing it and coming back to his cock, licking with delicate flicks of the tongue all over, bathing him in her warm saliva, enveloping him with an intense sucking, licking firmly against the underside, and at that, he pulled away. She looked up, enquiringly, and he muttered, "Getting too close." She nodded. She didn't want it to end, yet, either. He stepped away from her, turning to look at the cabinet. Not only were there vibes there, but butt plugs, dildos, of all shapes and sizes. He saw one rather large butt plug and reached out to pick it up with a raised eyebrow. "You manage THIS?" he said, and she giggled."Not yet, but one day", she said, totally relaxed about the cabinet now, now that he'd accepted it, accepted her. "Which one is... um...""Comfortable?" he asked. She reached out to a medium-sized black plug, and handed it to him. It was made of glass, and besides the usual plug flare, there were other ridges and knobbles on it. He smiled as he ran his fingers over it, then pulled her to the bed, grabbing a tube of lube that he saw on the cabinet as well. She lay face down, knowing what was coming, legs spread, and waited. He looked at her, then put the plug and lube to one side for a moment. He just couldn't resist that bottom! He knelt between her legs, then parted her butt cheeks with her hands, and pressed his face between them, and licked her tight little bud. She jumped, muttering an "OH!" of surprise at the sensation, the warm, but insistent tongue lapping around the wrinkled little hole. She groaned as she felt it wriggle within her, quite different to her plugs or fingers, wriggling, warm, and so so arousing. David pulled back and slid a fingertip within her butt, and she moaned again, then he reached for the lube. He spread it on the plug, but before he put the plug in, he wanted to touch her. He rubbed her asshole again, pressing two fingers against the hole insistently, and she opened up to him. He wondered how much she could take, and resolved, another time, to find out. For now, though, he slid a couple of fingers into her cunt, then simply pushed the plug into her ass, her body accepting it, ridges, knobbles and all. His fingers in her cunt could feel it sliding into her body, and his cock stiffened upright again as a wave of arousal swept through him. May groaned, wriggling, wanting more of his fingers in her cunt, but David was not about to give her that, not this time. He wanted her cunt, and he pulled her backwards, onto his kneeling thighs. Her legs bent as she came, till she was kneeling over him, and he angled his cock down till it was at the entrance to her cunt, then slid into her.May sat upright as he penetrated, her arms coming up and back to pull his head into her neck, her breasts jutting proudly forward. He sank his head into her neck, as she wanted, growling, almost, loving the heat, depth and tightness of her cunt around his cock. His hands came around her body, slid between her open legs, stroking her clit, the two of them moving together, not much, as neither of them wanted to lose the depth of penetration they'd achieved. May tightened her muscles around him, around the plug, her fingers on top of his, rubbing her clit with his fingers, she was so aroused, she'd never been this aroused in all her life, so filled, so complete. One of David's hands left her clit to fondle her breasts, rubbing nipples as they moved together, rising and falling, tensing and releasing. Her head had fallen back, her neck exposed, and he was still biting and nibbling at her, when suddenly, she slid two fingers into her cunt next to his cock and squeezed hard on him, both of them moaning loudly together. David shuddered, his cock slamming deeply into her, her fingers rubbing him and then she cried out as she came, her cunt rippling up and down David's cock, and he dug his fingers into her breast, holding her tight, his teeth sinking into her shoulder. He ripped his cock into her as hard as he could, his cock spurting, his body jerking as he came.***A few hours later, May sat up from where they'd been snuggling and talking on the bed. "I'm thirsty,", she announced, looking at David. "Want a drink?" He nodded, and they moved off the bed, as one, not bothering to dress. May stopped to put the buttplug back in the cabinet, then followed David downstairs. It was starting to turn a little chilly, now, the sun heading towards the trees behind the house. As they got downstairs May shut the door to the deck, and moved to the fridge. "Beer?" she said, "or something hot?" "Beer, please", he said, and looked around the living room from the kitchen door. "Want me to light the fire?" he asked, and May's voice floated out from the depths of the fridge. "Yes please!" and he crossed to the fireplace, finding the matches, and bending to light the already made up fire. There was something deep within him that loved a real fire, and he said as much to May when she came back in holding the beer bottles. She smiled."Me too. When I was looking for a house, my one stipulation to the agent was that it had to have a proper fireplace for a wood fire. I love them, the smell of them, the heat, everything." They sank before the fire onto the rug on the floor, holding their beer, watching the flames licking the wood, beginning to catch properly, snuggling into each other against the chilliness, waiting for the room to warm up, when something occurred to David."May?""Mmmmm?" came the content reply."You said something before about "not yet" about the big plug, and "being inexperienced", yeah?" May nodded. "Is there anything else you're not telling me with regard to sex? I mean.. most inexperienced women probably don't have collections like that one," David said, pointing upstairs, "So, talk to me?" May blushed furiously as he spoke, knowing what he meant. He was right. Most inexperienced women probably didn't have collections like that - most women gained experience with other people, THEN got involved with kinkier sex."I've always loved sex, especially with myself. I read books when I was younger, erotic books and how to books, and I wanted to see what they felt like, what they were writing about, so I would buy things to try to do to myself, so I could feel it too. And I so wanted to do it with other people but.. I couldn't talk to them." David nodding, understanding what she meant about her shyness. "So I just collected toys, all different kinds, and made love to myself." David held her tighter, stroking her arm. "How much experience have you had with other people?" May shrugged. "Once. When was 18. I got drunk." The flatness in her voice spoke volumes. Not rape, but not as it should have been, not with tenderness and care. "Penetration, that was it." David nodded, still stroking her arm."What do you want to do?" She turned and looked up at him, her eyes shining brightly, the reflection of the fire glowing in her face."Everything!" David threw his head back and laughed at the eager greediness in her voice. "I've never been licked.. there.. where you licked me earlier. Hell, I've never been fucked there either." Her head dipped into his shoulder, blushing furiously. "You want to be?" David asked, his cock twitching between them at the thought of invading that lovely tight hole. May looked up at him, not trusting her voice, just nodding. David's hand slid between her legs, softly stroking her clit. "Other people too? At the same time, even?" She nodded, even more shyly, not meeting his gaze, and he chuckled. Her thighs clamped onto his hand, momentarily, squeezing her muscles, then her legs opened to give him free access, but he removed his fingers. She looked up at him, pouting prettily. He smiled."You want to be assfucked, you'll want the lube. Go get it. Go on, shoo!" and she giggled, jumping up with a flirtatious little grin and an ass wiggle at the door. He was half tempted to follow her, but he wanted to make that first time special for her, in front of the fire. He reached out and pulled cushions off the chairs around them onto the floor, making a nest, then stood and looked out through the large windows towards the garden. The sun was setting, bathing the room in a red, warm glow. He smiled, cherishing the fact that for the first time in his life, he needn't hide what he was from someone, and turned as he heard her soft footsteps in the hall outside the room. He smiled and went to her, pulling her to the nest he'd made in front of the fire, and they sank down together into it, kissing, their tongues entwined, their hands on each other's bodies. She lay down underneath him, his cock hard heat between them, and they lay like that for a while, kissing, stroking, feeling, rubbing each other, letting arousal build. Then David lifted his head."Turn over," he whispered, and May did, with a rising urge of excitement. She was going to be fucked in the ass, for the first time, ever. She wriggled onto her knees, her head down, feeling him moving behind her. She felt coolness on her ass, knowing it was the lube - his fingers penetrating, widening her, relaxing her, massaging. She groaned, and spread her knees wider. He shifted behind her, and set his cock at the entrance to her ass, gripped her hips in his hands, and pushed firmly, but slowly in. She stretched, loving that moment of being stretched, filled, in such an incredibly rude way, emitting a long, earthy groan from deep within her belly. He paused when the head was in, then sank his cock the rest of the way into her hot, tight hole till finally, his balls rested against her cunt. He paused a moment, then began to move, thrusting deeply in and out of her ass. She grunted as he pushed in, each time, squeezing his muscles, loving the sensation of the hard heat within her, filling her bottom. Her head pushed into the cushion, her hips raised, she felt so rude, so animalistic, so aroused, she knew it wouldn't be long before she came. Then she hears a series of cracking sounds, and she looked up from her cushion to see David changing. Her head shot round to look through the window, the moon visible just beyond the sill. His cock flexed within her, growing, swelling, and she groaned anew, feeling it stretching her beyond where his cock was, beyond the plug they'd used earlier, the base of his cock swelling, forming the knot, the end lengthening within her body, his cock starting to pulse and spurt within her. His hands changed to paws, his upperbody fell across her lower back, feeling soft and furry, and she looked over her shoulder again to see his wolfy gaze looking at her, the change complete. David tried to thrust within her some more, but he couldn't - he was swollen, they were locked together, and he grunted in surprise. May reached up, murmuring reassurance, and squeezed her ass muscles around him, but still his cock continued to swell, a deep, burning heat within her bottom. They rolled onto their sides, David holding May, and May reached back to stroke his furry side, her other hand coming between her legs. She loved the way he filled her, she loved the incredible badness of being fucked by an animal, the wrongness of it, and in her ass to boot... She continued to squeeze her muscles around him, tightening, relaxing, rubbing her clit furiously, feeling her arousal peak and surge till... finally... she threw her head back, calling out her orgasm, coming furiously, while David lifted his own head and howled with her, his wolfy accompaniment to her orgasmic song.***~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 60

reunion.txt

https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/34/reunion.txt

We had met when I was a sophomore and Kou was a freshman in college. We had similar interests, both writing majors, interested in Asian cultures (he liked the Japanese culture and admitted that he had a slight Asian fetish, I am Asian), martial arts, and so on. At the point that we met, I was seeing someone and in the gallant romantic fashion of a knight, he stole me away. Off the alter no less, I was engaged to my boyfriend then, but Kou charmed me away. I'm glad he did, and I have no regrets to it. A week after we started dating, we decided to take a step further and explore the more physical parts of a relationship. I discovered then that he was great in bed.As time passed, we found that we were very compatible, emotionally and physically. He could make me cum like no other man could. He explored my body to the point where he knew the most intimate places, the places that just a kiss or a touch would arouse me.The Christmas break was one of the hardest times for us, separation for a month as each one of us went home to our respective families, but our reunion was perfect.He touched me gently.Kou's touch, even though it was a mere brushing of the fingertips, it was arousing. He traced the line of my neck, leaning down over me, the warm whisper of his breath on my skin and it sent shivers down my spine and a heated tingling sensation between my thighs. His fingers traced down the curve of my shoulder before cupping my upper arm. He pulled me back against him. I felt the warmth of Kou's body envelope me."Does this feel good?" His lips brushed my ear. I leaned back, my head resting on his shoulder."You know it does," I replied, my voice hitched. His hands slid around me to rest on my abdomen, just below my breasts and his fingers gently kneaded my flesh through my shirt. I swallowed, feeling light headed as blood rushed to my crotch and my face. Warmth built up between my thighs. When his hands began to slide down my body, my knees nearly gave out on me. "Oh god..." I managed, my eyes closing slowly. Soon his hands were nestled on him hips, but one hand slipped between my legs to gently stroke me through my jeans. I felt a twinge between my legs and I knew that it was my clit releasing more moisture."Do you like this, Angie?" he asked. His other hand began to undo my belt, the button and zipper of my jeans. I managed a nod, my eyes still closed in pleasure. His hand found its way into my purple panties, his fingers found my engorged clit. The calloused pad of his fingertip rubbed against my clit, creating a friction that was unbelievable. My mouth was open and I was gasping, clinging to his arms for support. "I got you, I got you," he whispered, "I won't let you fall, baby." I looked up at him though dazed eyes and he picked me up and took me over to the bed, setting me down on the soft mattress. "Let me get you out of those clothes," Kou said, hooking his fingers around the waistband of my jeans and panties. I lifted my hips. He pulled them off of me, dumping them onto the ground and my shirt followed. I felt my stomach flutter as he looked down at me, laying there in just my bra. My face heated in both passion and modesty.Kou pulled off his shirt and undershirt. Our eyes met and held. I sat up on my knees in front of him and with hesitant hands I unbuckled his belt, popped the button of his pants then pulled down the zipper, exposing the blue material of his boxers. The evidence of his arousal through the material was noticeable and it only made my blood run faster. Biting my lip, I tugged his pants gently down, noting that his boxers caught on his erection on the way down. He kicked off his pants and I lay back down on the bed.He sat down on the edge and laid his hand on my stomach. I felt the warmth, the heat. I felt my clit start to throb, desperate for his touch, for release. He lay down next to me on his side, and stroked his hand up my body and cupped my breast through my bra before sliding his hand under me and unclipping it. I felt it loosen and he tugged it off me and threw it over his shoulder. Both naked, we lay side by side breathless. He cupped my breast, his thumb rubbing my nipple, making it hard. His hand slid down my body to between my legs and his finger stroked my clit again, making my hips push up off the bed."Ohh... don't stop," I breathed. Kou kissed my ear and nipped the fleshy part."Don't worry, baby, I won't stop," he said, his finger swirling around my clit, tickling and pleasing at the same time. He rubbed my clit a few more times before sliding his finger lower along my slit to my entrance. He teased his finger along my swollen lips. "Do you want me to put a finger in, Angie?" he asked against my cheek."Yes," I whispered back, arching my hips in pleasure. He gave my cheek a lick then slipped his finger into me. I gasped eyes wide as I felt his finger slide in deep till the palm of his hand was pressed against my skin. "Ohhhh... oh yes," I murmured, my body squirming. He moved his finger in and out of me, each time that he went in, he curved his finger upward, getting that sensitive wall, making me squirm. "Put in another, put in another!" I demanded, breathless. He complied and slipped in a second finger and began to finger me, slowly at first, teasing strokes, making me wetter and want him even more. He kissed me on the lips, smiling. He rolled onto his back, taking me with him. I came to him and he pulled me in for a sweet kiss, his tongue licking over my lips, slipping into my mouth, caressing mine, and driving me wilder.I could feel his cock pressing hot against my thigh. I wanted him in me but I also wanted to taste him. I kissed Kou's cheek. I trailed my lips down his throat, his chest, giving little licks as I went till the warm head of his cock was touching my lips. I licked it and took it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive head, stroking that one highly sensitive spot. A small moan passed his lips when I took him farther into my mouth. My head started to bob up and down, my lips pressed around his cock tightly, rubbing the head each time.I looked up at him. Watched his eyes slowly close, watched his large hands grip the sheets and the headboard and I felt a thrill run through me going straight for between my legs. I took him far into my mouth and sucked hard as I withdrew, my tongue flicking against the head. I cupped his balls and fingered the sensitive spot behind them. He tightened, pushing his hips up slightly off the bed. Kou felt very hard in my mouth and let him slip out. Reaching into his dresser, I got out a condom that he put on."Lie back," he said. I did, my head cushioned by the pillows on his bed. I looked up at him with hooded eye. He came over me, pressing my knees to my chest, guiding himself into me. I felt the head slide in, then the whole shaft. I gasped as he filled me, my hands pulling at the sheets. He had his hands on my hips, tilting them up as he began to slowly thrust. I squirmed under him, feeling every inch of him slide in and out, feeling the head rub against the walls inside me. My hips thrust up against his, trying to get more."Yes, yes, ohh... oh god!" I felt an orgasm coming on and my upper body rose up off the bed as I came, squeezing him tight inside of me. I grabbed a pillow and bit on it to keep from screaming as I came, the sensations running through my body. But he didn't stop thrusting. He continued his pace, steady thrusts into my body. Mixing in with the aftershocks of my orgasm, I could barely think as I experienced another smaller orgasm. He leaned down, his hands braced on either side of me as he began to thrust faster, harder, longer strokes till he would nearly pull out then slide all the way back in. I writhed under him, my legs going about his waist and my arms around his neck. My hands clawed at his shoulders, nails digging in and leaving red welts on his fair skin.Through the haze of pleasure, I could see his face above mine. His cheeks flushed as he rocked over me, sweat glistening on his skin. His eyes met mine. His pupils dilated and the light blue of his eyes was darker now. I could feel the intense heat between our bodies and I bit back a cry as I came again, my nails nearly tearing through his skin."Oh god!" he panted and I felt him throb inside of me as he came, his orgasm triggered by mine. My legs pulled him tighter against me and I rocked my hips against his, my body squeezing him tight, milking him as he came.Breathless and stunned, he collapsed on top of me and my grip on his shoulders relaxed as my arms fell limply to my side. My body spasmed around him and he gasped as my body squeezed hard around his sensitive cock, pushing him out of my body. I let out a whimper, feeling him withdraw, already missing that feeling of fulfillment of him inside of me.Condom still on, he rolled onto his back and I turned on my side to press against him, my hand on his chest, feeling his heart race as I slowly started to calm down."I love you," he whispered. I looked up at him."I love you, too."

blackowned4.txt

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Chapter 4: Our First Blue FilmTo all intents and purposes, I am a happily married computer technician by day, with a lovely wife and a nice house in the suburbs, outwardly no one would suspect that both my wife and I are owned by a black man as his sex slaves.We have been since my wife found out about my cross dressing and cock sucking exploits using an internet swinger site and decided to become involved. We now belong to TK who together with his friend and sex store owner James have transformed our lives. My wife serves them as their fuck toy taking their cocks in her mouth, pussy and up her tight little arse. I turn tricks for them in a booth at the back of the shop, where my mouth and arse are used by strangers. I also double as their faggot sex maid, taking there hard cocks wherever they choose and licking their arse holes.We are not allowed to fuck each other anymore but I service my wife orally and with a large black dildo. We both look forward to the week ends to serve our masters in whatever way they choose. It was Friday again and I got home to shower and dress for my turn at the shop. My wife was already naked wearing only some strappy 4-inch heels.Once ready in my maid outfit, shaved and cleaned inside and out and with a hard cock we donned our long overcoats and set off to the other side of town where James has his shop.We parked round the back in the private shop car park as usual.We knocked on the door and Grace the shop manager and my wife's black lesbian mistress opened the door. "Hi sweetie," she said to my wife and they kissed, my wife's coat dropped to the floor as Grace pushed her fingers into my wife's dripping cunt. My wife panted in excitement as Grace's fingers found her clitoris and pussy hole.I stooped and picked it up hanging it next to my own and closing the door."James wants both of you upstairs tonight," she said.The upstairs of the shop is a sort of flat where James and TK usually take my wife while I turn tricks. They also shoot low budget porn films and photo sets which they sell in the shop. My wife has done several photo shoots both solo shots of her pussy and arse with and without toys inserted in them, shots of her pussy and arse split open by TK's huge black cock, cream pie shots and shots of her face buried in Grace's pussy. I rarely get to go upstairs unless they have a client who pays to use me as he wishes and needs somewhere private to have me suck his cock tongue his arse and let him fuck me.We trooped up the stairs and entered the flat. James was sat on a couch in a toweling robe. "Cock sissy" he said as he saw me. I moved quickly over to him and knelt parting his legs and opening his robe. My mouth closed around his cock and I began to suck. My wife came and sat down next to him her hand on the back of my head and they began kissing.James said to my wife, "This is how it should be, white woman at my side to fuck when I wish with her husband sucking my cock, don't you think?" My wife cooed her answer, "Oh yes James just as it should be, he's too small to satisfy me, I wish all us white wives could enjoy black cocks!" "And what about you sissy faggot?" James asked "Mmmmmm," was my reply my lips and tongue working on my black masters huge cock."Well," he said "tonight we are going to make a film, we are all going to star in it with another white couple I have been training with TK, you will both address us as Master, it is a film about how we are superior and what a good white couple should be." "The others will be here soon," he concluded.James's cock twitched, he pushed me off, "Tongue my arse faggot!" he commanded and shuffled forward on the cushion. My wife then took over kissing and sucking his cock. "Don't worry dear" she said "you can have his lovely cum this time"I set about his hairy black arse hole as if it was a sweet delicacy. About five minutes later James grunted and I replaced my wife's mouth on his cock to taste his salty load. I then knelt before them like a good slut maid as they sat back, James fondling my wife's pussy and tits.We heard the clip of heels on the stairs and Grace led another white couple into the room, the lady was naked except for red high heels with long blond hair and blond pubic mound, her husband looking very prissy wore a maid's outfit similar to mine with a blond curly wig.James stood and embraced both our wives then said, "To business, Liz meet Sandy." My wife, Liz kissed Sandy full on the lips. "Hi!" they both said. "Well what to call the faggots?" James said I was named Stephanie and my companion sissy was named Jemima "Kiss and say hi," said Sandy to Jemima. We kissed and said "Hi," to each other. "How sweet they look together," my wife said "Little play mates together" James, Sandy and my wife all laughed at our obvious humiliation, however both our smooth white cocks were rock hard. Our wives applied some make up to complete our sissy looks, eye shadow, blusher and bright red slut lipstick, we were given a bag of toys to use and sat down on the couch.Grace set up a camera on a tripod and James told me and Jemima to sit together facing each other on the couch. By the side was a table with two empty glasses and a selection of toys on it for us to use."You two will tell the world how much you love being the sissy cocksuckers you are, then I want you to have a sissy sex session and both of you must cum on camera," James ordered. "We will cut when I am happy with what you've done.""Go on girls," said Sandy.Grace gave us a nod and we started.It was obvious Jemima was as surprised as I at the idea, but falling deeper into my role I began."Don't you just love being a black owned sissy?" I said."Oh yes," Jemima replied. "Their huge cocks are just so big and yummy."Our wives and James went behind the camera; both our wives were sniggering at our performance."Oh yes," I said. "And the taste of their cum is just delicious and there is so much of it too.""That's because they have such huge masculine balls," replied Jemima. "Not like our tiny ones.""Mm" I mused "Our black masters are so good to us, it's nice that they dominate and own us for their and our pleasure" I carried on to Jemima"I'm glad my wife and I both found out about the superior size of our black masters cocks, we've never been so happy, she gets real men to fuck her with a cocks that can satisfy and I get to kiss and suck them and sometimes I get them inside me too, as well as all the cum I can swallow.""Doesn't it just fill you up both ways," agreed Jemima. "My wife and I are just the same, I don't know how she could have been happy with my tiny cock before we met our master and his friends, they are just so dominant and wonderful!"We paused and kissed stroking each others hair and rubbing each others cocks through our dresses. James smiled and looked on approvingly; our wives were smiling with their arms around each other rubbing their pussies."I like your hair and outfit," I said. "It's really sexy.""Do you think so?" replied Jemima. "Shall I give you a twirl and show you my panties?""Oh you tart," I said. "Yes please."Jemima stood and twirled round in her little pumps, lifting her dress and showing her white lacy panties with a hard bulge in the front with a wet patch at the tip."Mmmm" I licked my lips. "Your cock looks nice too," I said. "Shall I show you mine?""Ooo yes please," said Jemima. "I'm getting all randy."I stand and twirl lifting my dress to show my satin French knickers."Let's suck each other," Jemima suggests."Oh yes lets," I squeal. "And lick each others sissy pussies."We could both hear our wives laughing at the spectacle of their husbands making out as transvestite sissies, owned by black masters, with no dignity left and loving it.We both stood and made a show of wiggling out of our panties which we handed to each other to sniff before Jemima stood with his dress hitched up revealing his lovely stiff white cock and smooth balls. Grace was moving around us getting close up angles on film, it was so humiliating and erotic at the same time to know this would be on sale soon and men would be watching and wanking over our performance.As I knelt in front of him I picked up an empty glass from the table to catch his spunk in and began to kiss and lick his cock working down to his smooth balls. His cock was perfumed like mine and the smooth skin was a different sensation to that of our hairy masculine masters. Taking his now dripping cock into my mouth I sucked as hard as I could while my tongue rubbed the underside of the head. It was a lot easier to suck than any of the black cocks because it was much smaller and thinner. Jemima like me was horny as hell with not being allowed to cum often and soon his cock began to twitch and his gentle thrusts became much more intense and urgent. I pushed a finger against his arse and he squirmed and bucked ready to cum.I pulled back of his cock and he shot his load into the glass. I then made a big show of drinking it and telling him how sweet it tasted.James nodded in approval at this scene, his enormous cock hanging between his legs like a black hose pipe.Then it was my turn, Jemima now knelt in front of me with my dress hitched up showing my stiff cock and smooth balls. It didn't take long for me to start bucking and thrusting as he sucked my cock and fingered my arse, milking me into the glass and savouring the contents. I pushed Jemima down onto the couch and parted his legs to lick his arse, he was quite relaxed and loose from fuckings he had received from our masters and it was easy for me to work my tongue in and out. I reached over and found a long jelly dildo and pushed it into Jemima's arse licking round the hole as I slid it in and out. Jemima panted and moaned as he got hard again.Another of the toys was a large rubber double dildo, in black of course, and once I had him squirming on my tongue and the small jelly dildo, I pushed it into him, he gasped as I pushed a good length inside him, thrusting back against me until it was deep inside him. It was a good thing it was long because there was still plenty left for me to get in my arse later.Jemima then knelt with the huge black dildo protruding obscenely from his arse and licked mine, fucking me with the narrow pink jelly toy. Oh it was lovely, so gentle and relaxed, his tongue licking up my perineum to my balls, my cock rapidly hardening as my wife watched her once supposedly straight husband living a fantasy dream in front of her. We then got down on all fours on the floor and bottom to bottom. I inserted the other end of the dildo into myself, we then began pushing back on each other, trying to drive it deeper as our bottoms came together, humping and hollowing our backs, moaning and hissing like two bitches in heat.James let us go on for a while like this, enjoying our humiliation and watching our wives who were enthralled at our antics busily rubbing each others pussies as the watched.Eventually James decided enough was enough, saying, "Cut Grace," and "You two stop as you are!"We slowed down coming to a rest with our bottoms against each other panting, our tiny hard white cocks dripping pre-cum again making damp patches in our dresses."Now," James carried on, "I and your wives will come in to find you as you are, you will stop when told and I will order you to suck my cock; both of you will come to me and kneel, one on the right and one on the left. You will lick my cock and kiss my balls together. Your wives will be licking each others pussies on the couch after I tell them to provide me with entertainment. "You will then put your mouths together like a French kiss only my cock will be sliding in between, got it?""Yes Master," Jemima and I replied."You will repeat the same tongue kiss and cock suck for TK before we fuck your wives while you kiss our balls and lick our arses in gratitude before cleaning us and your wives when we are through ok!" directed James."Yes Master," we chorused.Grace said, "When I give you sissies the nod get going again like the sluts you are!""One more thing," said James. "At the end your wives are going to tell the camera how pathetic you are and how much happier they are now they receive our attentions and their husbands are as sissy maids to superior black men, got it!""Grace when you're ready," he said.James with a wife on each arm stood just off camera waiting while we resumed our anal dildo session and got up to a good rhythm, writhing back and forward on the dildo trying to push it deeper into our arses."Just what we like to see," he said to our wives, "your tiny-dicked sissy husbands at play!""They appear to like black cock as much as we do," replied Sandy."I bet they're little cocks are both hard at the thought, I know Stephanie's gets hard at the thought of a big black cock!""So does my sissy hubby Jemima," said Sandy. "His cock positively drips at the thought of serving his master!"We carried on slamming back on each other like a pair of rampant sluts, groaning and hissing as we worked ourselves up."Enough sissies!" said James. "I want my cock worshiped!"He let our wives go, "You two white girls can do some muff diving on the couch, give your sissy husband's a show."Jemima and I crawled over to kneel on either side of James as he stood watching our wives get into a 69 on the couch.Jemima and I watched too as our wives began kissing and licking each others pussies."Sissies!" James ordered "Cock worship now! Your wives are mine not for you to gawp at!"We attended to James at once but at every opportunity we glanced over at our wives lesbian activities, they were moaning and slurping as they tasted each others pussies and sucked each others clits.We started our French kiss and James began sliding his hard cock between our kissing lips forcing us apart. He would pause as he pulled back so that both our tongues worked on the head of his huge black cockTK had arrived and was stripped down watching our wives; Sandy was now licking my wife from the back, sliding her tongue over my wife's anus and pussy, my wife was slipping her fingers round her clit at the same time gasping and moaning.James pulled his cock from our lip embrace and TK slid his in."Hell, I'm ready for this," he said to James. "Which one you gonna fuck?""Liz," James replied, "and Stephanie's gonna lick arse and suck.""Fine with me bro'," replied TK. "I'll fuck Sandy with her sissy in attendance."TK was thrusting between us holding our heads to his hips as his cock slid between our lips and tongues.Our wives had swapped round so that my wife was now lapping round Sandy's anus while she fingered her wet pussy.James nodded and they both stopped and bent over the couch arms facing each other ready to accept their black masters' cocks in whatever hole they desired.TK walked through us and Jemima crawled after him, I set off after James.TK walked behind Sandy and rubbed his cock up and down her crack as if trying to decide which available hole to use. She jiggled as he did this, "Ooh fuck me Master," she cooed.TK opted for her pussy and slid his cock right in to the hilt. Jemima knelt behind, getting an eye full of Sandy's stretched sopping cunt. "Lick my arse sissy!" TK barked.His face shot in-between his buttocks and his tongue went to work. Sandy was humping against his cock so TK was standing fairly still which made it easier for his tongue to really connect to his arse hole.Eventually he picked Sandy up and turned round almost knocking him over. He sat down on the arm of the couch. Jemima's face moved to between Sandy's legs and he began licking TK's balls his nose rubbing against her stretched pussy.Sandy whimpered and moaned with pleasure writhing in TK's strong arms as he pushed her down filling her inside with his hot, hard and huge black pole. His hands cupped round her breasts twisting and pulling her erect sensitive nipples. She orgasmed several times before he shot his load of seed deep into her pussy.I was kneeling between James's legs eating his arse for all I was worth as he ploughed his black cock in and out of my moaning wife. I could imagine the huge glistening pole pistoning in and out of her sloppy pussy as I could hear the squelchy slurping noises as he filled her with satisfaction. His fluid movement became jerkier and I could feel his anus twitching with my tongue as his muscles tightened in climax. He pumped his hot fresh man seed deep into my wife as she screamed in ecstasy. As he pulled and shot the last of his seed onto her pubic hair, my mouth moved to cover my wife's gaping hole so I could catch the juices of their love as they dribbled out. James could produce a great deal of sperm and it fair gushed from my wife's pussy, the sweaty aroma of sex hanging in her pubic hair.When she had had enough of my tongue she told me to clean her lover and I turned my attention to licking James' cock clean.Jemima and I then knelt before the two black studs and our exhausted wives and thanked them for fucking our wives and allowing us the pleasure if cleaning them. Our wives in turn told us how pathetic we were and made us show our cocks to the camera again and masturbate. They told us that this was the only way a white sissy should be allowed to cum unless being fucked by a black cock and that as far as they were concerned the only cock for them was black.As Jemima and I spurted our cum over each other, we must have looked truly pathetic.Grace looked at James who nodded and said, "That's a wrap!"To be continued?~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. They should be outside playingin the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 58