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It was a warm, sunny day. The kind of day were it takes very little to cause a stirring in one's groin, and the kind of day were the need to overdress, or layer jumpers on top of tee-shirts, and then cover with a coat to protect from the elements was not necessary. So, it was on that day as I stood in my bedroom, drying myself after my early morning shower and looking at the cloudless sky, feeling the warm air breeze through the open window, that I first felt that warm stirring in my loins. I must do something different today, I thought; something exciting. Looking down at my quickly swelling cock, I stroked the length of it slowly with the drying towel. I know, I thought, I'll visit my aunts,hopefully the chance of an opportunity may arise to spend sometime with her daughter; my older sexy cousin, who in the past indulged in a kiss and cuddle, hmmm I recalled, I loved squeezing her pert breasts and maybe this time she'll take me up on my offer to explore the hard bulge in my jeans. With my heart quickening and my cock now fully erect my mothers call was a timely interruption, 'what is taking you so long up there? You have been out of that shower ages'!! 'Just finishing,I'll be down now'. I replied. 'Good!! Hurry, I need you to return that suitcase we borrowed from Mr Guy'. 'Awwh no', I complained. 'I was going to aunties to play with John', I lied. 'Maybe later, I promised to return that case two days ago and I think he needs it for his holidays'. I smiled as I glanced at my hard cock , saying, 'maybe later also', and reaching into my drawer still feeling excited I selected my favourite undies and pulled them on. Looking at myself in the full length mirror I thought what a fine looking young man I was just two weeks from my nineteenth birthday. I flexed my biceps, not bad I considered and that's a fine cock!!! The still erect cock lay sideways to my legs, bulging in the tiny yellow bikini-brief. I slipped on my tight white polo shirt,a fine cotton make which let my nipples poke through; in a certain light it was almost see-through and was a short fit, stopping at the waist of my briefs and to complete my attire I decided on my matching white nylon shorts which stopped about two inches above my knees.Although elasticated at the waistband there was also a draw string which I tied in a knot and bow. My mother met me at the bottom of the stairs, suitcase at her feet!! 'What? No breakfast?' I queried. 'Go on', she started, 'skoot over quickly, its midday already, I'll have your lunch ready when you get back'. Bloody hell I thought to myself, no point in arguing. I strolled briskly down our street feeling foolish hoping none of my mates would see me with a large cumbersome empty suitcase which would bounce off my legs every now and then.Around the corner at the bottom,quickly I jogged across the open green area to the neutral safety at the other side and turning into Mr Guy's street I was comforted thinking that none of my mates would definitely see me now. It was quite a long street which would take me about five minutes to reach Mr Guy's home. The sun was warm on my face as I day-dreamed aimlessly at first until the inevitable track of my thoughts turned to my cousins breasts, resulting in that warm stirring in my loins again. Oops!!! I better sort myself, I thought, Mr Guy's house is right here; quickly I squeezed my hand down into the waistband of my shorts to cup my semi erect cock around my balls.,that should do, I hoped. Removing my hand as I approached the door,I noticed old Mr Guy peer out through his window, smiling.I returned his smile and waited for the door to open. 'Hi,come on in young man' he said and motioned with his arm towards himself, welcoming me from behind a half-closed door. I entered the narrow hallway with my arms outstretched, carrying the empty suitcase in front of me. 'Sorry I can't take that case from you, I'm slightly indisposed at the moment' he chuckled. It was then I noticed he had a heavily strapped casing on his right foot and extending up to his knee. He was wearing a bright green speedo only which my eyes lingered on for a time. He had such a full bulge I thought. I walked ahead into his lounge quickly and turning to face him,still with the suitcase, I watched as he limped towards me. I could not help returning my stare to the bulge of the tight speedo and I thought, hey this Mr Guy is not as old as I thought and apart from a slight pot- belly was still in good shape. 'Sorry about my state of dress,,or undress' he giggled, 'its just so lovely a day.,too good to cover oneself,' 'Won't you have a drink? Even though you look so cool I'm sure you're dehydrated after carrying that old case here'. I made no answer, my head was feeling a bit light. What was it? I thought, I never felt like this before,my mouth was dry, my heart was beating faster and strangest of all my loins stirred like never before. I could feel my cock strain against the tiny cotton brief as it began to swell beneath my shorts. My eyes kept returning to the bright green bulge before me, was that the outline of his cock? It was!! Long and thick, the large knob-head clearly visible,protruding nicely against the thin bright material of his speedo which shape and colour really enhanced his bulge. He smiled as he limped past me towards the kitchen.I'm sure he knew I was excited. He smelt of slight sweat and musk aftershave, nice I thought as my gaze followed his tight ass in the perfect shaped speedo covering just half of his pert cheeks and the line of his ass- crack creasing the tight soft Lycra fabric of the speedo. He opened the fridge door, reached in to get a jug of juice; I took this time to discreetly tweek my own straining bulge through my shorts or so I thought!!! 'Are you still trying to fix yourself....again?' He was motionless with his back still to me, but he was looking to the side past the fridge door to a mirror on the wall were my refection stared at us both. I grinned innocently, admitting my guilt. Turning around he motioned to the couch against the wall for me to take a seat.'Don't worry' he said 'its just one of those days'and he openly laughed, looking down towards his now swelling bulge. I sat on the couch towards its edge..my cock rapidldy hardening tightening against my briefs!! My cock was still facing downwards so the straining was almost sore, but still pleasant and a pronounced bulge was now evident in my shorts. This feels good I considered!! After placing the jug of juice on the small low coffee table in front of the couch Mr Guy now had his back to me and was stretching upwards into a kitchen wall cabinet to retrieve two glasses. His ass was pert and shapely, the fabric of the bright green speedo tightened, highlighting all his contours, my eyes were transfixed on his speedo as if hypnotised. His waist was slender and as he turned to bring the glasses to the table for us to use he made a visible attempt to hold his slight pot-belly in. It worked, at that moment, his flat stomach accentuated the frontal speedo bulge before me. It was awesome, right then I knew, I thought, 'what a lovely sexy sight before me'.He walked slowly towards me,posing, he knew he had my complete attention and my eyes were fixed totally on his swaying bulge getting closer and closer. He was right beside me now, standing to place the glasses on the coffee table. I edged forward closer to the table and Mr Guy, who was leaning to lift the jug of juice was only inches from me. I was now so close to his gorgeous bulge,my face about six inches away. Every detail before me, just inches,the hardening cock stretching the thin material, the swelling of the bulbous head with the tight large balls adding to what I could only think was the perfect bulge only inches from my face. Mr Guy felt my closeness, he was holding his pose as long as he could, eventually he raised the jug and an empty glass turning quickly towards me and for a moment lost his footing,stumbling on his heavily cast foot he swayed towards me.I immediately raised my hand to stop him stumbling further,my hand pressed fully on his swollen speedo. It felt good and I left it there for what seemed ages. I placed my other hand on his waist, my fingers reaching around his ass slightly to steady him, this caused his momentum to press closer to me. Slowly removing my hand across his bulge, squeezing ever so slightly his bulbous cock head I pressed forward to prevent him falling over and for two seconds or so my face pressed fully against his glorious bulge. This was nice I thought, the lovely musky smell of balls and cock was fully appreciated by myself ever so briefly and it was there and then I knew what I wanted that day. 'Sorry ,sorry', we both blurted out simultaneously as we parted. We then laughed awkwardly together. 'Its alright', I reassured him. 'We avoided a serious mishap there'. He handed me an empty glass which I held up to receive the juice from the jug. His hand was shaking as he poured firstly his glass then mine. Was he having doubts?? I thought.,he sat beside me, silent as if in deep thought. Time for action I thought, I had felt his bulge and pressed my face against it ever so briefly and I wanted more; I had to let him know that's what I wanted and more!! He sat silently beside me sipping his cold drink, I could see he was excited, but deep in thought; possibly reconsidering the position we had created. Here goes I thought and with half my drink still remaining in my glass I removed it quickly from my lips jerking it so that the liquid spilled onto my lap, leaving my shorts soaking around my groin!!:I jumped up shrieking girlishly, rubbing frantically at the affected area. Mr Guy reacted instantly. We were both standing, I could see he was fully erect, the top of his penis straining at the waistband of the green speedos. 'Its okay', I could hear him say,'take them off so I can remove any juice stains, before drying them'. This is what I wanted.,finally; my head was pounding, my pulse racing as I began to pull the waistband cord loosening the bow. Mr Guy stood two feet from me totally transfixed on my every movement and as I slowly, teasingly eased my shorts downwards. I noticed he was now slowly stroking the length of his erection. He bent to pick up my shorts,staring straight at my straining bulge and as he moved past me towards the kitchen sink he reached his hand ever so slightly onto my yellow bikini brief and with the slightest squeeze in a split second said, 'you'll need to fix that again'. He rinsed my shorts before placing them to dry on a warming radiator that he had just switched on. More heat I thought!! 'While they are drying, could you please put the suitcase back in my attic.,I 'll never manage with this cast on my foot'. 'Okay, have you a step ladder', I asked looking him eye to eye devilishly, wondering, you are hard and horny in a sexy speedo, I'm certainly hard and horny in my favourite sexy undies, we're both bulging, let's start to have fun. He returned my quizzical stare with a smile as if to say, patience,all in good time. What the hell I thought, let's go along with this!! 'No stepladder,use this' I heard him say,pushing a small bar stool towards me. It was certainly unsteady and was only big enough to raise me halfway up to the attic; still this was an opportunity to show off my hard cock I thought. I mounted the stool and it rocked from side to side. 'Its okay, I'll steady you' Mr Guy reassured me. 'You better' I teased him with sexy smile; we were definitely thinking the same now, I felt. I had to reach my arms fully above my head which lead to the stool rocking from side to side even more. My fingers pressed against the attic door and momentarily steadied the stool. 'Hold that!', Mr Guy's voice was shaky., 'I'm trying, it's hard you know!!'I said. 'I most certainly do know how hard it is!!', he giggled. I then felt his hands grip me above my waist, he positioned himself close to my throbbing bulge,his face opposite. His hands although gripping me to steady my position were also caressing my abs and chest in small circular movements. My cock was throbbing, stretching the thin fabric of my tight cotton yellow brief. I let it throb and stretch the fabric purposefully so Mr Guy could appreciate my every movement. This he did, his hands caressed further over my torso, I could feel his breath on my thighs as every so often his face would press slightly against the head of my cock, once and a while travel the length of my cock. My head was spinning,my cock was throbbing as I eventually opened the attic door noisily. Mr Guy released his caressing grip,'Here you are', I looked down to see the suitcase adding to my unsteadiness. 'Okay, make sure I'm steady', I stressed. 'Wait a moment then', Mr Guy replied before repositioning himself, this time he stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist while pressing his face tight against my ass. 'Right, any time you're ready', he stated. My cock was so hard as his forearm pressed along its length and his other hand passed under and stroked the bulbous head in small circular motions. I lifted the empty case above my head ever so slowly and as I did my momentum made my ass thrust backwards creating a reaction from Mr Guy; he pressed tighter against my ass with his face to stabilise my movement, I could feel his movements pressing into my ass crack, his nose ,then tongue, pushing the cotton brief further into my ass!! My head was spinning now,my legs felt weak as the precum oozed onto the thin cotton, quickly I closed the attic door and let my weight relax into Mr Guy's safe hands. He gently supported me as I sat on the stool,we both smiled knowingly at each other and as I stood we came together in a manly hug. I let my hand find his hard cock, I grasped it roughly squeezing it as it fill my palm, pressing my hard bulge against him,pressing, groping sweating together. I could feel his lips and teeth nibble on my shoulder before I created the space to drop off the stool,knocking it over as I dropped to my knees, wrapping my arms around Mr Guys waist I buried my head into the lovely bright green speedo bulge. This is what I waited for!! My mouth was open fully,nibbling at the top of his cock, taking the Lycra covered cockhead into my mouth.,licking the length of the full seven inches, My hands squeezing his butt,lowering between his legs lifting his tight balls from behind and feeding them into my eager mouth. This felt like the nicest, most natural thing in the world!! Hmm!! As I vigorously ate and licked every part of that hard bulge, opening my mouth fully trying to fit as much of it in as was possible. My hands pulled at his waistband releasing the flesh within. I stopped to appreciate the naked manhood before me, millimetres from my face,every sinew,vein in its sexiest guise., I let my face rest against the length and warmth of the throbbing vessel, slowly licking its length, eventually encompassing my mouth over the tip sucking slowly and slightly at first, adding more cock into my eager mouth as each second passed; long sucking motions the full length, faster and longer.,deep throat.I could feel Mr Guy's cock at the back of my throat as I pressed my lips to its base..hmmm 'Ummm, hmmph,' I heard Mr Guy groan. 'Stop'.. He blurted, pulling me up from my knees, his cock springing from my mouth. We stood face to face, both panting vigorously, what now I thought innocently, as Mr Guy turned grasping my hand and lead me into his bedroom. As he walked ahead of me, now totally naked, I thought, what a nice pert ass he had for a man of sixty, he was an athlete in his younger days for sure. I looked at my hard cock stretching the yellow cotton of my bikini-briefs, I stroked the length of my cock as I followed Mr Guy into the bedroom. I was feeling sexy, adventurous and I wanted that warm hard cock in my mouth again, I loved that. Mr Guy released my hand and lay on his bed, he looked younger,fitter, his cock and balls were shaven. His erection stretched to his bellybutton. He lay looking at me,his hands behind his head, I stood over him thrusting my erection-filled brief as I peeled my polo shirt over my head and onto the floor. Mr Guy gasped at my smooth hairless body. I jumped up onto his bed, one foot at each side of his body, staring into his eyes smiling before I positioned myself opposite, top to bottom 69.… All I wanted was to taste that gorgeous cock again. I lowered myself onto Mr Guy, I pressed my face into his naked pelvis whilst pushing my groin into his!! I felt his hands ony ass squeezing, then lowering my brieroomand although for a time they were caught ounnice; ; solid erection, they eventually released the a nice suddenwepring like hardon which bounced against a welcoming face and mouth!! Right then I felt was 'perfection', 'heaven'...sucking hard abd vigorous on a sweet old cock at the same time grinding and riding an eager old mouth.,long slow, sort fast.,Mr Guy had an experienced action, I tried to concentrate on my sucking actions, the taste, the hard fullness in my mouth,filling me,the warmth, the precum taste. But all the while the vacuum pull ony cock overwhelmed all else,.long hard sucking, I could not hold back the inevitable. I vigorously thrust my cock and pelvis into Mr Guys welcoming mouth,' hmm, umm' he groaned as my balls tightened. I sucked on his cock lovingly, my tongue flicking over the bulbous head,sucking harder as my cock filled before the feeling in my legs grew to reach my anus and loins tingling.heat ecstasy, explosion.,my cock throbbed and jerked my ass tightened..yes.,yes...yes. I sucked hard one final time as my cock realeased all its contents..Mr Guy sucked, swallowed and cleaned my cock with his loving tongue and mouth. What a guy Mr Guy, I thought. I lay spent half sleeping when I felt a warm hand on my aching worn cock. I wanted to resist but it was nice; the hand was reaching around my body, Mr Guy was behind me reaching around, his touch was soothing as I dosed half sleeping. Moments later I perked up, what a nice sudden pleasantry, a hand was gripping my balls tightly, gently squeezing and kisses were being placed a on my ass. Hmmm!! I thought, then the flicker of a tongue,the warm breath panting excitedly all the while getting closer to my asandcrack. At first I was unsure, but the feeling was horny in a relaxing way, then, bam!! I could feel the quick flickering of a warm tongue in my anus!! Ever so slightly at first, just a tingle here and there,before long the lingering long wet rimming had me thrusting my ass hard against Mr Guys eager face. Hmmph..,ummmph..We both groaned. I pushed harder, wanting his tongue to penetrate me more. My cock was throbbing again tight in his hard grasp stroking me slowly. I needed more; I squirmed my ass from side to side like a harlot!! Mr Guy's hard warm cock firstly pressed against my bottocks. He was kissing and nibbling my back,squeezing my cock, my head was spinning and I lost myself in the pleasure, embracing the moment I pushed my ass up and out, welcoming his pressing cock!! His wet fingers opened me,spitting frequently to lubricate my tight virgin ass. The heat of his thick cock eased into me, I opened myself awaiting eagerly. At first it was a stretch, then his head entered, I welcomed and rode his length at first slowly and carefully, before long I lost all abandon and accepted his every thrust with vigour. Long and hard,again and again, every sense in my ass lovingly accepting this wonderful new sensations. I thrust hard as Mr Guy panted and groaned, his breathing laboured, faster, harder.,his cock was swelling more in my ass.,I could feel it throb harder and quicker....'Aargh', he roared,'Oh Fuck, hah.,ah!!', the warm moisture filled me once,twice and again and again, hmm, I pushed hard against him with each thrust, 'Give it to me Mr Guy, give it to me Mr Guy..hmmm please.. Sexy.,sexy Mr Guy!!!'. And yes, I did make several more visits to Mr Guy's house that summer!!! Would n't you??

Pleasures of the Northern Sky It was now 3 months over Ty’s 6 month contract end date, and he was finally on a plane back to civilization after working in a remote northern mine in the Yukon, without a holiday. It was going to be a great break from living on the mine for the last 9 months, finally home to his own bed and even booked two weeks in California to get some extra sunshine and warmth. It was only a 30 passenger twin engine that carried employees in and out of the mine, but being on the last flight of the day, after 11 pm, and since it wasn’t a shift change day Ty was the only passenger tonight, having his own personal flight felt nice kicking back as the plane taxied onto the run way. The 12 hr days as a welder had worn him down mentally but being 6’1 Ty had come to camp weighing 230 pounds and not very muscular, now Ty was 210 and muscular from his arms, legs chest and stomach. In fact the only clothes that for him were the ones he was wearing that had come about 2 month prior in a care package from his mom. Even at 28 Ty’s mom hadn’t let go. Just as the plane came to a stop on the runway and the engines started to wind up, the cockpit door opened and out walked the stewardess, the company spared no expense getting their people in and out of site. The stewardess was absolutely beautiful to Ty, who immediately took notice as she walked to him, seated near the back, Ty had time to take her in. She stood no more than 5’4, long brown hair, with a thin build no more than 120 lbs. She had a really pretty face with matching brown eyes to her hair, makeup done perfect but seemed very light and more natural, and her bright red lipstick glistened on her lips in the cabin light. Her tight white button down showed pretty convincingly how perfectly perky her no bigger than C cup breasts were as they softly bounced with each step of her long slender toned legs under the even tighter knee length skirt she was wearing. She stepped up next to Ty smiling with a beautiful smile and informed Ty, The caption asked me let you know that it will be and extra hour to hour and half flight back to Calgary tonight. We have to stop at the Sierra Mine to pick up some items being sent to head office, we are sorry if that affects any arrangements you made, she finished nervously. That’s no problem darlin, I am just glad to be heading out of here, Ty said chuckling, plus with company like you sweetheart I don’t think it will feel that long. The stewardess blushed and dipped her head trying not to let Ty notice. I am sorry, Ty said quickly noticing her reaction, I didn’t mean to upset or offend you by saying that. I just have been stuck in the mine for 9 months and I haven’t seen a beautiful woman in that whole time. My manners have slipped me in that time apparently. My mother would wring my neck for it, said Ty laughing it off. The stewardess looked up at Ty and reassured him with a smile saying, No no it’s ok really, you didn’t offend or upset me, I am just use to most of the guys making pretty aggressive comments on these flights. Guess it just shocks me when a good looking mine employee speak so sweetly to me. Well I apologize for the barbarians that I work with, they tend to not have much class, more oil trash out here, Ty joked as the stewardess laughed sweetly. At least you only stared at me walking up to, she said with a mischievous smile on her face, most grab my ass as soon as I am within reach. Ty stunned that he had been caught, stammered as he tried to think of what to say. Before he could she reaches out putting her hand on his arm. Don’t worry I won’t tell and I won’t be upset when you stare at my ass when I walked back up front, she said smirking, I know I have a good one. With that she turned and started back to the front of the plane, walking in a way that exaggerated the way her ass swayed as she walked. She stopped and looked back at Ty smiling and winking at him before closing the curtain to the galley. The engines roared and the plane jolted forward picking up speed until the plane gently lifted off into the dark night sky. The cabin lights dimmed till only the lights along the aisle were the only light in the cabin, emitting a gentle glow. Ty leaned his seat back, kicked his cowboy boots off, and pulled his ball cap down over his eyes, and drifted to sleep. Ty wasn’t sure how long it had been but he was awakened by a gentle hand on his shoulder. Lifting his hat he was met with the stewardess’s smiling face in the low light. Did you need anything, a pillow or blanket, or something to eat handsome? she asked. We are about 15 minutes from Sierra Mine. No I am ok darlin, said Ty still groggy, just maybe set me up a wake up call for just before landing in Calgary, Ty smiled knowing he was being corny. The stewardess smiled and shook her ok, Ok there Mr CEO. With that she turned and headed back up to the galley. Ty leaned out to the aisle watching her perfectly shaped ass as she walked. I saw that, said the stewardess as she ran her hand down her left ass cheek from her lower back. Ty chuckled and pulled his hat back down and found himself stirring in and out of sleep hearing them land at Sierra, loading the items and then taking off again. Airborne again Ty finally fell asleep completely again. Ty stirred as something felt strange. Something was different but with the low light and the hat over his eyes he just figured maybe the plane was adjusting altitude or jostling in some weather. That was till he heard and felt someone unzipping the fly of his jeans and a hand on his thigh. As he reached up to lift his hat the hand on his thigh lifted away as the other now reached into his jeans grasping his cock through his boxers. He lifted his hat to be greeted by the stewardess smiling and holding a finger to her lips letting him know to keep quiet as she sat in the seat next to him. Her top was unbuttoned nearly all the way and her bra had been unhooked in the front revealing her perfectly shaped and perky breasts with her hard nipples jutting straight out at Ty. He was shocked, he had never had anything like this happen before, but he didn’t keep that train of thought long as the she took his left hand and placed it on her left breasts. Then she took both hands and freed Ty’s now rock hard cock from his boxers, as soon as she saw it, a fiery look of passion ignited in her eyes, like they flowed brighter than the aisle lighting. Wrapping both of her slender hands around his shaft she stroked from the base up to just below the head of Ty’s cock, up and down slowly and gripping tighter each time Ty’s fingers would pass across or gently squeezed her nipple. Just as Ty’s cock twitched hard, the stewardess slide down onto her knees and pulled his left leg aside, she leaned forward opening her mouth and engulfing the head of Ty’s thick cock and sealing her lips around it. Her tongue lashed out swirling around his cock lathering it in saliva. As it built up she let small streams of saliva slip from her lips and run down his shift. Once Ty’s shaft was nearly covered the stewardess took one hand and stroked his now slick shaft as he ran the other up under his shirt exploring his each bump of his abs and then firm muscular chest, all the while never relinquishing the head of his cock from her lips and swirling attack of her tongue. The pure ecstasy of it all after having only his own hand for 9 months was becoming too much and Ty desired something he had to have right now. Pulling the stewardess hands from his chest and shift she refused to release him from her mouth. He ran the fingers of his left hand through her hair started just above her forehead. As he reached the top of her head he tightened his grip pulling her head up, her slips making a slight pop and slurping sound has the head of his cock came free of her lips. Ty stood and helped her to her feet, and kissing her, he reached down behind her, unzipping her skirt. He kissed down her neck hungrily till his lips sealed around her right nipple, and using his tongue to flick at the tip of the nipple. Reaching down he pulled her skirt up as he moved to continue his tongue lashing of her left nipple now. Her gasps grew louder, as her skirt came to rest bunched around her waist and revealing the fact that she want not wearing any panties, her nipples aching for more, but without warning she felt Ty slip a finger between her wet pussy lips and slowly up across her clitoris, making her knees nearly give out in pleasure. Ty kept his assault on her nipples working from one to the other while his finger came rest and move in small circles over her clit. Her gasps becoming moans, and shockwaves of pleasure shooting down her legs and up her spine. Her nipple slipped from his lips, Ty began working down across her stomach and lift her one leg so it rest on top of the seat next to her. He moved down, then running his tongue between her pussy lips up till he sealed his lips around her clit. She grasped the back of his head between her legs as he began stroking his tongue up and down over her clit. Ty slipped his index finger into her pulsing wet pussy, and slow began running the tip of his finger along her G-spot, the stewardess buckling over at the intensity of pleasure and digging her fingers into Ty’s scalp, pushing him deeper between her legs. Her reaction only stood to encourage Ty to go further increasing his tongue and finger, faster and faster, till she was nearly falling over from the pleasure spreading weakness across her whole body. Finally unable to support herself anymore she slumped back and laying across the seats. Ty knelt on the seat between her legs, his cock rock hard and aching for her now, he leaned over her and thrust in. Her eyes were shut trying to catch her breath and recover, but that’s when his cock stretch her pussy sinking to its hilt in one swift motion. Her eyes snapping open and gasping, her legs instinctively wrap around Ty’s mid section holding him in her as her pussy contracts squeezing him and increase both their pleasure. Buried to the base of his shaft and bound by her legs Ty was not ready to just enjoy the moment and began thrust hard. The thrusting pulling and pushing the stewardess slender body back and forth across the seat slightly, but now with every thrust the head of Ty’s cock pushed up hard against her cervix, something never anticipated and it took her breath for a split second every time. Her whole body became rigid as the incessant pounding brought her to a higher climax than she ever experienced. Feeling this Ty saw she was about to scream, without stopping his thrusts he placed his hand over her mouth just as her body exploded into full orgasm, and muffling her scream. The intensity of her orgasm brought another first, feeling herself gush as she squirted for the first time sending streams down Ty’s shaft. Ty feeling the explosive reaction from within her across the head of his clock and down his shaft and the hot stream of her juices, caused him to feel the swell of his load reach capacity. Her body still twitching and tingling in complete bliss, Ty announced his oncoming onslaught, I am cumming, he gasped out. Her body reacted ignoring all the tingling and weakness pushing Ty back. Stand up baby, she whispered, I want to taste you! Ty stood as she dropped to her knees again, swallow his entire length feeling it hit the back of her throat. It was primal for her now, she wasn’t concerned with being loud slurping and popping his cock in and out of her mouth, moaning as she ran her tongue along the bottom of his shaft from the base up to the tip of the head, flicking the tip with her tongue before again engulfing him down her throat. When the head of his cock hit the back of he throat this time his cock swelled as his hot load shot up his shaft. She pulled back enough to take his load across her tongue with her lips still sealed. His load erupted into her mouth, stream after stream, not prepared for how much there was she slurped to keep it all her mouth, having only a small amount dribble out the corners of her mouth. Finally, having unleashed his load she slipped his cock out enough to swallow the hot mixture of Ty’s cum mixed with her own sweet juices and saliva. Releasing Ty’s cock completely, he offers his hand to help her up. She stand and looking into his eyes she wipes the cum at the corners of her mouth with he finger, the licks it clean. Ty totally lost for words pulls her to him with his arms around her waist and kissing her deeply. Finally pulling away, she breaks the silence between them, You better get cleaned up and dressed, we can’t be too far from Calgary now. Pulling her skirt back down and adjust her shirt, Ty stood staring at her still in shock over what just happened. She reached down grabbing his jeans handing them to him and point to the back of the plane where the bathroom was located. He turned still stunned and proceeded to the bathroom. He threw cool water on his face and got redressed. Returning to his seat, he could hear the stewardess behind the curtain in the galley doing something, so he took his seat just as the captain turned the seatbelt light on. The plane descended and landed smoothly, pulling up the the tarmac by the mine companies parking lot. Ty reached into his pocket hitting the auto start on his car keys, and grabbing his bag from the overhead. Still the stewardess hadn’t reappeared from behind the curtain. Finally the one pilot appeared opening the and letting the stairs down. The captain approached Ty and thanked him for his patience due to the last minute extra stop at Sierra. As the captain talked, Ty noticed the stewardess stepping off the plane in a coat with her bag. Not wanting to miss talking to her he hurried the conversation to an end with the captain. As Ty stepped off the plane he caught only a glimpse of the stewardess as she stepped into a taxi just inside the parking lot and leaving into the dark night. Ty tried to find out who she was and how to find her with no luck over his time off, unable to get her off his mind. He had no luck and hoped to find her on his next flight into or out of the mine. Even bumping into the same captain on another flight, Ty asked if he knew her and was told that he hadn’t but only heard she was moved to the international flight crews. Ty never found her but would never forget.

It was a warm, sunny day. The kind of day were it takes very little to cause a stirring in one's groin, and the kind of day were the need to overdress, or layer jumpers on top of tee-shirts, and then cover with a coat to protect from the elements was not necessary. So, it was on that day as I stood in my bedroom, drying myself after my early morning shower and looking at the cloudless sky, feeling the warm air breeze through the open window, that I first felt that warm stirring in my loins. I must do something different today, I thought; something exciting. Looking down at my quickly swelling cock, I stroked the length of it slowly with the drying towel. I know, I thought, I'll visit my aunts,hopefully the chance of an opportunity may arise to spend sometime with her daughter; my older sexy cousin, who in the past indulged in a kiss and cuddle, hmmm I recalled, I loved squeezing her pert breasts and maybe this time she'll take me up on my offer to explore the hard bulge in my jeans. With my heart quickening and my cock now fully erect my mothers call was a timely interruption, 'what is taking you so long up there? You have been out of that shower ages'!! 'Just finishing,I'll be down now'. I replied. 'Good!! Hurry, I need you to return that suitcase we borrowed from Mr Guy'. 'Awwh no', I complained. 'I was going to aunties to play with John', I lied. 'Maybe later, I promised to return that case two days ago and I think he needs it for his holidays'. I smiled as I glanced at my hard cock , saying, 'maybe later also', and reaching into my drawer still feeling excited I selected my favourite undies and pulled them on. Looking at myself in the full length mirror I thought what a fine looking young man I was just two weeks from my nineteenth birthday. I flexed my biceps, not bad I considered and that's a fine cock!!! The still erect cock lay sideways to my legs, bulging in the tiny yellow bikini-brief. I slipped on my tight white polo shirt,a fine cotton make which let my nipples poke through; in a certain light it was almost see-through and was a short fit, stopping at the waist of my briefs and to complete my attire I decided on my matching white nylon shorts which stopped about two inches above my knees.Although elasticated at the waistband there was also a draw string which I tied in a knot and bow. My mother met me at the bottom of the stairs, suitcase at her feet!! 'What? No breakfast?' I queried. 'Go on', she started, 'skoot over quickly, its midday already, I'll have your lunch ready when you get back'. Bloody hell I thought to myself, no point in arguing. I strolled briskly down our street feeling foolish hoping none of my mates would see me with a large cumbersome empty suitcase which would bounce off my legs every now and then.Around the corner at the bottom,quickly I jogged across the open green area to the neutral safety at the other side and turning into Mr Guy's street I was comforted thinking that none of my mates would definitely see me now. It was quite a long street which would take me about five minutes to reach Mr Guy's home. The sun was warm on my face as I day-dreamed aimlessly at first until the inevitable track of my thoughts turned to my cousins breasts, resulting in that warm stirring in my loins again. Oops!!! I better sort myself, I thought, Mr Guy's house is right here; quickly I squeezed my hand down into the waistband of my shorts to cup my semi erect cock around my balls.,that should do, I hoped. Removing my hand as I approached the door,I noticed old Mr Guy peer out through his window, smiling.I returned his smile and waited for the door to open. 'Hi,come on in young man' he said and motioned with his arm towards himself, welcoming me from behind a half-closed door. I entered the narrow hallway with my arms outstretched, carrying the empty suitcase in front of me. 'Sorry I can't take that case from you, I'm slightly indisposed at the moment' he chuckled. It was then I noticed he had a heavily strapped casing on his right foot and extending up to his knee. He was wearing a bright green speedo only which my eyes lingered on for a time. He had such a full bulge I thought. I walked ahead into his lounge quickly and turning to face him,still with the suitcase, I watched as he limped towards me. I could not help returning my stare to the bulge of the tight speedo and I thought, hey this Mr Guy is not as old as I thought and apart from a slight pot- belly was still in good shape. 'Sorry about my state of dress,,or undress' he giggled, 'its just so lovely a day.,too good to cover oneself,' 'Won't you have a drink? Even though you look so cool I'm sure you're dehydrated after carrying that old case here'. I made no answer, my head was feeling a bit light. What was it? I thought, I never felt like this before,my mouth was dry, my heart was beating faster and strangest of all my loins stirred like never before. I could feel my cock strain against the tiny cotton brief as it began to swell beneath my shorts. My eyes kept returning to the bright green bulge before me, was that the outline of his cock? It was!! Long and thick, the large knob-head clearly visible,protruding nicely against the thin bright material of his speedo which shape and colour really enhanced his bulge. He smiled as he limped past me towards the kitchen.I'm sure he knew I was excited. He smelt of slight sweat and musk aftershave, nice I thought as my gaze followed his tight ass in the perfect shaped speedo covering just half of his pert cheeks and the line of his ass- crack creasing the tight soft Lycra fabric of the speedo. He opened the fridge door, reached in to get a jug of juice; I took this time to discreetly tweek my own straining bulge through my shorts or so I thought!!! 'Are you still trying to fix yourself....again?' He was motionless with his back still to me, but he was looking to the side past the fridge door to a mirror on the wall were my refection stared at us both. I grinned innocently, admitting my guilt. Turning around he motioned to the couch against the wall for me to take a seat.'Don't worry' he said 'its just one of those days'and he openly laughed, looking down towards his now swelling bulge. I sat on the couch towards its edge..my cock rapidldy hardening tightening against my briefs!! My cock was still facing downwards so the straining was almost sore, but still pleasant and a pronounced bulge was now evident in my shorts. This feels good I considered!! After placing the jug of juice on the small low coffee table in front of the couch Mr Guy now had his back to me and was stretching upwards into a kitchen wall cabinet to retrieve two glasses. His ass was pert and shapely, the fabric of the bright green speedo tightened, highlighting all his contours, my eyes were transfixed on his speedo as if hypnotised. His waist was slender and as he turned to bring the glasses to the table for us to use he made a visible attempt to hold his slight pot-belly in. It worked, at that moment, his flat stomach accentuated the frontal speedo bulge before me. It was awesome, right then I knew, I thought, 'what a lovely sexy sight before me'.He walked slowly towards me,posing, he knew he had my complete attention and my eyes were fixed totally on his swaying bulge getting closer and closer. He was right beside me now, standing to place the glasses on the coffee table. I edged forward closer to the table and Mr Guy, who was leaning to lift the jug of juice was only inches from me. I was now so close to his gorgeous bulge,my face about six inches away. Every detail before me, just inches,the hardening cock stretching the thin material, the swelling of the bulbous head with the tight large balls adding to what I could only think was the perfect bulge only inches from my face. Mr Guy felt my closeness, he was holding his pose as long as he could, eventually he raised the jug and an empty glass turning quickly towards me and for a moment lost his footing,stumbling on his heavily cast foot he swayed towards me.I immediately raised my hand to stop him stumbling further,my hand pressed fully on his swollen speedo. It felt good and I left it there for what seemed ages. I placed my other hand on his waist, my fingers reaching around his ass slightly to steady him, this caused his momentum to press closer to me. Slowly removing my hand across his bulge, squeezing ever so slightly his bulbous cock head I pressed forward to prevent him falling over and for two seconds or so my face pressed fully against his glorious bulge. This was nice I thought, the lovely musky smell of balls and cock was fully appreciated by myself ever so briefly and it was there and then I knew what I wanted that day. 'Sorry ,sorry', we both blurted out simultaneously as we parted. We then laughed awkwardly together. 'Its alright', I reassured him. 'We avoided a serious mishap there'. He handed me an empty glass which I held up to receive the juice from the jug. His hand was shaking as he poured firstly his glass then mine. Was he having doubts?? I thought.,he sat beside me, silent as if in deep thought. Time for action I thought, I had felt his bulge and pressed my face against it ever so briefly and I wanted more; I had to let him know that's what I wanted and more!! He sat silently beside me sipping his cold drink, I could see he was excited, but deep in thought; possibly reconsidering the position we had created. Here goes I thought and with half my drink still remaining in my glass I removed it quickly from my lips jerking it so that the liquid spilled onto my lap, leaving my shorts soaking around my groin!!:I jumped up shrieking girlishly, rubbing frantically at the affected area. Mr Guy reacted instantly. We were both standing, I could see he was fully erect, the top of his penis straining at the waistband of the green speedos. 'Its okay', I could hear him say,'take them off so I can remove any juice stains, before drying them'. This is what I wanted.,finally; my head was pounding, my pulse racing as I began to pull the waistband cord loosening the bow. Mr Guy stood two feet from me totally transfixed on my every movement and as I slowly, teasingly eased my shorts downwards. I noticed he was now slowly stroking the length of his erection. He bent to pick up my shorts,staring straight at my straining bulge and as he moved past me towards the kitchen sink he reached his hand ever so slightly onto my yellow bikini brief and with the slightest squeeze in a split second said, 'you'll need to fix that again'. He rinsed my shorts before placing them to dry on a warming radiator that he had just switched on. More heat I thought!! 'While they are drying, could you please put the suitcase back in my attic.,I 'll never manage with this cast on my foot'. 'Okay, have you a step ladder', I asked looking him eye to eye devilishly, wondering, you are hard and horny in a sexy speedo, I'm certainly hard and horny in my favourite sexy undies, we're both bulging, let's start to have fun. He returned my quizzical stare with a smile as if to say, patience,all in good time. What the hell I thought, let's go along with this!! 'No stepladder,use this' I heard him say,pushing a small bar stool towards me. It was certainly unsteady and was only big enough to raise me halfway up to the attic; still this was an opportunity to show off my hard cock I thought. I mounted the stool and it rocked from side to side. 'Its okay, I'll steady you' Mr Guy reassured me. 'You better' I teased him with sexy smile; we were definitely thinking the same now, I felt. I had to reach my arms fully above my head which lead to the stool rocking from side to side even more. My fingers pressed against the attic door and momentarily steadied the stool. 'Hold that!', Mr Guy's voice was shaky., 'I'm trying, it's hard you know!!'I said. 'I most certainly do know how hard it is!!', he giggled. I then felt his hands grip me above my waist, he positioned himself close to my throbbing bulge,his face opposite. His hands although gripping me to steady my position were also caressing my abs and chest in small circular movements. My cock was throbbing, stretching the thin fabric of my tight cotton yellow brief. I let it throb and stretch the fabric purposefully so Mr Guy could appreciate my every movement. This he did, his hands caressed further over my torso, I could feel his breath on my thighs as every so often his face would press slightly against the head of my cock, once and a while travel the length of my cock. My head was spinning,my cock was throbbing as I eventually opened the attic door noisily. Mr Guy released his caressing grip,'Here you are', I looked down to see the suitcase adding to my unsteadiness. 'Okay, make sure I'm steady', I stressed. 'Wait a moment then', Mr Guy replied before repositioning himself, this time he stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist while pressing his face tight against my ass. 'Right, any time you're ready', he stated. My cock was so hard as his forearm pressed along its length and his other hand passed under and stroked the bulbous head in small circular motions. I lifted the empty case above my head ever so slowly and as I did my momentum made my ass thrust backwards creating a reaction from Mr Guy; he pressed tighter against my ass with his face to stabilise my movement, I could feel his movements pressing into my ass crack, his nose ,then tongue, pushing the cotton brief further into my ass!! My head was spinning now,my legs felt weak as the precum oozed onto the thin cotton, quickly I closed the attic door and let my weight relax into Mr Guy's safe hands. He gently supported me as I sat on the stool,we both smiled knowingly at each other and as I stood we came together in a manly hug. I let my hand find his hard cock, I grasped it roughly squeezing it as it fill my palm, pressing my hard bulge against him,pressing, groping sweating together. I could feel his lips and teeth nibble on my shoulder before I created the space to drop off the stool,knocking it over as I dropped to my knees, wrapping my arms around Mr Guys waist I buried my head into the lovely bright green speedo bulge. This is what I waited for!! My mouth was open fully,nibbling at the top of his cock, taking the Lycra covered cockhead into my mouth.,licking the length of the full seven inches, My hands squeezing his butt,lowering between his legs lifting his tight balls from behind and feeding them into my eager mouth. This felt like the nicest, most natural thing in the world!! Hmm!! As I vigorously ate and licked every part of that hard bulge, opening my mouth fully trying to fit as much of it in as was possible. My hands pulled at his waistband releasing the flesh within. I stopped to appreciate the naked manhood before me, millimetres from my face,every sinew,vein in its sexiest guise., I let my face rest against the length and warmth of the throbbing vessel, slowly licking its length, eventually encompassing my mouth over the tip sucking slowly and slightly at first, adding more cock into my eager mouth as each second passed; long sucking motions the full length, faster and longer.,deep throat.I could feel Mr Guy's cock at the back of my throat as I pressed my lips to its base..hmmm 'Ummm, hmmph,' I heard Mr Guy groan. 'Stop'.. He blurted, pulling me up from my knees, his cock springing from my mouth. We stood face to face, both panting vigorously, what now I thought innocently, as Mr Guy turned grasping my hand and lead me into his bedroom. As he walked ahead of me, now totally naked, I thought, what a nice pert ass he had for a man of sixty, he was an athlete in his younger days for sure. I looked at my hard cock stretching the yellow cotton of my bikini-briefs, I stroked the length of my cock as I followed Mr Guy into the bedroom. I was feeling sexy, adventurous and I wanted that warm hard cock in my mouth again, I loved that. Mr Guy released my hand and lay on his bed, he looked younger,fitter, his cock and balls were shaven. His erection stretched to his bellybutton. He lay looking at me,his hands behind his head, I stood over him thrusting my erection-filled brief as I peeled my polo shirt over my head and onto the floor. Mr Guy gasped at my smooth hairless body. I jumped up onto his bed, one foot at each side of his body, staring into his eyes smiling before I positioned myself opposite, top to bottom 69.… All I wanted was to taste that gorgeous cock again. I lowered myself onto Mr Guy, I pressed my face into his naked pelvis whilst pushing my groin into his!! I felt his hands ony ass squeezing, then lowering my brieroomand although for a time they were caught ounnice; ; solid erection, they eventually released the a nice suddenwepring like hardon which bounced against a welcoming face and mouth!! Right then I felt was 'perfection', 'heaven'...sucking hard abd vigorous on a sweet old cock at the same time grinding and riding an eager old mouth.,long slow, sort fast.,Mr Guy had an experienced action, I tried to concentrate on my sucking actions, the taste, the hard fullness in my mouth,filling me,the warmth, the precum taste. But all the while the vacuum pull ony cock overwhelmed all else,.long hard sucking, I could not hold back the inevitable. I vigorously thrust my cock and pelvis into Mr Guys welcoming mouth,' hmm, umm' he groaned as my balls tightened. I sucked on his cock lovingly, my tongue flicking over the bulbous head,sucking harder as my cock filled before the feeling in my legs grew to reach my anus and loins tingling.heat ecstasy, explosion.,my cock throbbed and jerked my ass tightened..yes.,yes...yes. I sucked hard one final time as my cock realeased all its contents..Mr Guy sucked, swallowed and cleaned my cock with his loving tongue and mouth. What a guy Mr Guy, I thought. I lay spent half sleeping when I felt a warm hand on my aching worn cock. I wanted to resist but it was nice; the hand was reaching around my body, Mr Guy was behind me reaching around, his touch was soothing as I dosed half sleeping. Moments later I perked up, what a nice sudden pleasantry, a hand was gripping my balls tightly, gently squeezing and kisses were being placed a on my ass. Hmmm!! I thought, then the flicker of a tongue,the warm breath panting excitedly all the while getting closer to my asandcrack. At first I was unsure, but the feeling was horny in a relaxing way, then, bam!! I could feel the quick flickering of a warm tongue in my anus!! Ever so slightly at first, just a tingle here and there,before long the lingering long wet rimming had me thrusting my ass hard against Mr Guys eager face. Hmmph..,ummmph..We both groaned. I pushed harder, wanting his tongue to penetrate me more. My cock was throbbing again tight in his hard grasp stroking me slowly. I needed more; I squirmed my ass from side to side like a harlot!! Mr Guy's hard warm cock firstly pressed against my bottocks. He was kissing and nibbling my back,squeezing my cock, my head was spinning and I lost myself in the pleasure, embracing the moment I pushed my ass up and out, welcoming his pressing cock!! His wet fingers opened me,spitting frequently to lubricate my tight virgin ass. The heat of his thick cock eased into me, I opened myself awaiting eagerly. At first it was a stretch, then his head entered, I welcomed and rode his length at first slowly and carefully, before long I lost all abandon and accepted his every thrust with vigour. Long and hard,again and again, every sense in my ass lovingly accepting this wonderful new sensations. I thrust hard as Mr Guy panted and groaned, his breathing laboured, faster, harder.,his cock was swelling more in my ass.,I could feel it throb harder and quicker....'Aargh', he roared,'Oh Fuck, hah.,ah!!', the warm moisture filled me once,twice and again and again, hmm, I pushed hard against him with each thrust, 'Give it to me Mr Guy, give it to me Mr Guy..hmmm please.. Sexy.,sexy Mr Guy!!!'. And yes, I did make several more visits to Mr Guy's house that summer!!! Would n't you??

It was a warm, sunny day. The kind of day were it takes very little to cause a stirring in one's groin, and the kind of day were the need to overdress, or layer jumpers on top of tee-shirts, and then cover with a coat to protect from the elements was not necessary. So, it was on that day as I stood in my bedroom, drying myself after my early morning shower and looking at the cloudless sky, feeling the warm air breeze through the open window, that I first felt that warm stirring in my loins. I must do something different today, I thought; something exciting. Looking down at my quickly swelling cock, I stroked the length of it slowly with the drying towel. I know, I thought, I'll visit my aunts,hopefully the chance of an opportunity may arise to spend sometime with her daughter; my older sexy cousin, who in the past indulged in a kiss and cuddle, hmmm I recalled, I loved squeezing her pert breasts and maybe this time she'll take me up on my offer to explore the hard bulge in my jeans. With my heart quickening and my cock now fully erect my mothers call was a timely interruption, 'what is taking you so long up there? You have been out of that shower ages'!! 'Just finishing,I'll be down now'. I replied. 'Good!! Hurry, I need you to return that suitcase we borrowed from Mr Guy'. 'Awwh no', I complained. 'I was going to aunties to play with John', I lied. 'Maybe later, I promised to return that case two days ago and I think he needs it for his holidays'. I smiled as I glanced at my hard cock , saying, 'maybe later also', and reaching into my drawer still feeling excited I selected my favourite undies and pulled them on. Looking at myself in the full length mirror I thought what a fine looking young man I was just two weeks from my nineteenth birthday. I flexed my biceps, not bad I considered and that's a fine cock!!! The still erect cock lay sideways to my legs, bulging in the tiny yellow bikini-brief. I slipped on my tight white polo shirt,a fine cotton make which let my nipples poke through; in a certain light it was almost see-through and was a short fit, stopping at the waist of my briefs and to complete my attire I decided on my matching white nylon shorts which stopped about two inches above my knees.Although elasticated at the waistband there was also a draw string which I tied in a knot and bow. My mother met me at the bottom of the stairs, suitcase at her feet!! 'What? No breakfast?' I queried. 'Go on', she started, 'skoot over quickly, its midday already, I'll have your lunch ready when you get back'. Bloody hell I thought to myself, no point in arguing. I strolled briskly down our street feeling foolish hoping none of my mates would see me with a large cumbersome empty suitcase which would bounce off my legs every now and then.Around the corner at the bottom,quickly I jogged across the open green area to the neutral safety at the other side and turning into Mr Guy's street I was comforted thinking that none of my mates would definitely see me now. It was quite a long street which would take me about five minutes to reach Mr Guy's home. The sun was warm on my face as I day-dreamed aimlessly at first until the inevitable track of my thoughts turned to my cousins breasts, resulting in that warm stirring in my loins again. Oops!!! I better sort myself, I thought, Mr Guy's house is right here; quickly I squeezed my hand down into the waistband of my shorts to cup my semi erect cock around my balls.,that should do, I hoped. Removing my hand as I approached the door,I noticed old Mr Guy peer out through his window, smiling.I returned his smile and waited for the door to open. 'Hi,come on in young man' he said and motioned with his arm towards himself, welcoming me from behind a half-closed door. I entered the narrow hallway with my arms outstretched, carrying the empty suitcase in front of me. 'Sorry I can't take that case from you, I'm slightly indisposed at the moment' he chuckled. It was then I noticed he had a heavily strapped casing on his right foot and extending up to his knee. He was wearing a bright green speedo only which my eyes lingered on for a time. He had such a full bulge I thought. I walked ahead into his lounge quickly and turning to face him,still with the suitcase, I watched as he limped towards me. I could not help returning my stare to the bulge of the tight speedo and I thought, hey this Mr Guy is not as old as I thought and apart from a slight pot- belly was still in good shape. 'Sorry about my state of dress,,or undress' he giggled, 'its just so lovely a day.,too good to cover oneself,' 'Won't you have a drink? Even though you look so cool I'm sure you're dehydrated after carrying that old case here'. I made no answer, my head was feeling a bit light. What was it? I thought, I never felt like this before,my mouth was dry, my heart was beating faster and strangest of all my loins stirred like never before. I could feel my cock strain against the tiny cotton brief as it began to swell beneath my shorts. My eyes kept returning to the bright green bulge before me, was that the outline of his cock? It was!! Long and thick, the large knob-head clearly visible,protruding nicely against the thin bright material of his speedo which shape and colour really enhanced his bulge. He smiled as he limped past me towards the kitchen.I'm sure he knew I was excited. He smelt of slight sweat and musk aftershave, nice I thought as my gaze followed his tight ass in the perfect shaped speedo covering just half of his pert cheeks and the line of his ass- crack creasing the tight soft Lycra fabric of the speedo. He opened the fridge door, reached in to get a jug of juice; I took this time to discreetly tweek my own straining bulge through my shorts or so I thought!!! 'Are you still trying to fix yourself....again?' He was motionless with his back still to me, but he was looking to the side past the fridge door to a mirror on the wall were my refection stared at us both. I grinned innocently, admitting my guilt. Turning around he motioned to the couch against the wall for me to take a seat.'Don't worry' he said 'its just one of those days'and he openly laughed, looking down towards his now swelling bulge. I sat on the couch towards its edge..my cock rapidldy hardening tightening against my briefs!! My cock was still facing downwards so the straining was almost sore, but still pleasant and a pronounced bulge was now evident in my shorts. This feels good I considered!! After placing the jug of juice on the small low coffee table in front of the couch Mr Guy now had his back to me and was stretching upwards into a kitchen wall cabinet to retrieve two glasses. His ass was pert and shapely, the fabric of the bright green speedo tightened, highlighting all his contours, my eyes were transfixed on his speedo as if hypnotised. His waist was slender and as he turned to bring the glasses to the table for us to use he made a visible attempt to hold his slight pot-belly in. It worked, at that moment, his flat stomach accentuated the frontal speedo bulge before me. It was awesome, right then I knew, I thought, 'what a lovely sexy sight before me'.He walked slowly towards me,posing, he knew he had my complete attention and my eyes were fixed totally on his swaying bulge getting closer and closer. He was right beside me now, standing to place the glasses on the coffee table. I edged forward closer to the table and Mr Guy, who was leaning to lift the jug of juice was only inches from me. I was now so close to his gorgeous bulge,my face about six inches away. Every detail before me, just inches,the hardening cock stretching the thin material, the swelling of the bulbous head with the tight large balls adding to what I could only think was the perfect bulge only inches from my face. Mr Guy felt my closeness, he was holding his pose as long as he could, eventually he raised the jug and an empty glass turning quickly towards me and for a moment lost his footing,stumbling on his heavily cast foot he swayed towards me.I immediately raised my hand to stop him stumbling further,my hand pressed fully on his swollen speedo. It felt good and I left it there for what seemed ages. I placed my other hand on his waist, my fingers reaching around his ass slightly to steady him, this caused his momentum to press closer to me. Slowly removing my hand across his bulge, squeezing ever so slightly his bulbous cock head I pressed forward to prevent him falling over and for two seconds or so my face pressed fully against his glorious bulge. This was nice I thought, the lovely musky smell of balls and cock was fully appreciated by myself ever so briefly and it was there and then I knew what I wanted that day. 'Sorry ,sorry', we both blurted out simultaneously as we parted. We then laughed awkwardly together. 'Its alright', I reassured him. 'We avoided a serious mishap there'. He handed me an empty glass which I held up to receive the juice from the jug. His hand was shaking as he poured firstly his glass then mine. Was he having doubts?? I thought.,he sat beside me, silent as if in deep thought. Time for action I thought, I had felt his bulge and pressed my face against it ever so briefly and I wanted more; I had to let him know that's what I wanted and more!! He sat silently beside me sipping his cold drink, I could see he was excited, but deep in thought; possibly reconsidering the position we had created. Here goes I thought and with half my drink still remaining in my glass I removed it quickly from my lips jerking it so that the liquid spilled onto my lap, leaving my shorts soaking around my groin!!:I jumped up shrieking girlishly, rubbing frantically at the affected area. Mr Guy reacted instantly. We were both standing, I could see he was fully erect, the top of his penis straining at the waistband of the green speedos. 'Its okay', I could hear him say,'take them off so I can remove any juice stains, before drying them'. This is what I wanted.,finally; my head was pounding, my pulse racing as I began to pull the waistband cord loosening the bow. Mr Guy stood two feet from me totally transfixed on my every movement and as I slowly, teasingly eased my shorts downwards. I noticed he was now slowly stroking the length of his erection. He bent to pick up my shorts,staring straight at my straining bulge and as he moved past me towards the kitchen sink he reached his hand ever so slightly onto my yellow bikini brief and with the slightest squeeze in a split second said, 'you'll need to fix that again'. He rinsed my shorts before placing them to dry on a warming radiator that he had just switched on. More heat I thought!! 'While they are drying, could you please put the suitcase back in my attic.,I 'll never manage with this cast on my foot'. 'Okay, have you a step ladder', I asked looking him eye to eye devilishly, wondering, you are hard and horny in a sexy speedo, I'm certainly hard and horny in my favourite sexy undies, we're both bulging, let's start to have fun. He returned my quizzical stare with a smile as if to say, patience,all in good time. What the hell I thought, let's go along with this!! 'No stepladder,use this' I heard him say,pushing a small bar stool towards me. It was certainly unsteady and was only big enough to raise me halfway up to the attic; still this was an opportunity to show off my hard cock I thought. I mounted the stool and it rocked from side to side. 'Its okay, I'll steady you' Mr Guy reassured me. 'You better' I teased him with sexy smile; we were definitely thinking the same now, I felt. I had to reach my arms fully above my head which lead to the stool rocking from side to side even more. My fingers pressed against the attic door and momentarily steadied the stool. 'Hold that!', Mr Guy's voice was shaky., 'I'm trying, it's hard you know!!'I said. 'I most certainly do know how hard it is!!', he giggled. I then felt his hands grip me above my waist, he positioned himself close to my throbbing bulge,his face opposite. His hands although gripping me to steady my position were also caressing my abs and chest in small circular movements. My cock was throbbing, stretching the thin fabric of my tight cotton yellow brief. I let it throb and stretch the fabric purposefully so Mr Guy could appreciate my every movement. This he did, his hands caressed further over my torso, I could feel his breath on my thighs as every so often his face would press slightly against the head of my cock, once and a while travel the length of my cock. My head was spinning,my cock was throbbing as I eventually opened the attic door noisily. Mr Guy released his caressing grip,'Here you are', I looked down to see the suitcase adding to my unsteadiness. 'Okay, make sure I'm steady', I stressed. 'Wait a moment then', Mr Guy replied before repositioning himself, this time he stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist while pressing his face tight against my ass. 'Right, any time you're ready', he stated. My cock was so hard as his forearm pressed along its length and his other hand passed under and stroked the bulbous head in small circular motions. I lifted the empty case above my head ever so slowly and as I did my momentum made my ass thrust backwards creating a reaction from Mr Guy; he pressed tighter against my ass with his face to stabilise my movement, I could feel his movements pressing into my ass crack, his nose ,then tongue, pushing the cotton brief further into my ass!! My head was spinning now,my legs felt weak as the precum oozed onto the thin cotton, quickly I closed the attic door and let my weight relax into Mr Guy's safe hands. He gently supported me as I sat on the stool,we both smiled knowingly at each other and as I stood we came together in a manly hug. I let my hand find his hard cock, I grasped it roughly squeezing it as it fill my palm, pressing my hard bulge against him,pressing, groping sweating together. I could feel his lips and teeth nibble on my shoulder before I created the space to drop off the stool,knocking it over as I dropped to my knees, wrapping my arms around Mr Guys waist I buried my head into the lovely bright green speedo bulge. This is what I waited for!! My mouth was open fully,nibbling at the top of his cock, taking the Lycra covered cockhead into my mouth.,licking the length of the full seven inches, My hands squeezing his butt,lowering between his legs lifting his tight balls from behind and feeding them into my eager mouth. This felt like the nicest, most natural thing in the world!! Hmm!! As I vigorously ate and licked every part of that hard bulge, opening my mouth fully trying to fit as much of it in as was possible. My hands pulled at his waistband releasing the flesh within. I stopped to appreciate the naked manhood before me, millimetres from my face,every sinew,vein in its sexiest guise., I let my face rest against the length and warmth of the throbbing vessel, slowly licking its length, eventually encompassing my mouth over the tip sucking slowly and slightly at first, adding more cock into my eager mouth as each second passed; long sucking motions the full length, faster and longer.,deep throat.I could feel Mr Guy's cock at the back of my throat as I pressed my lips to its base..hmmm 'Ummm, hmmph,' I heard Mr Guy groan. 'Stop'.. He blurted, pulling me up from my knees, his cock springing from my mouth. We stood face to face, both panting vigorously, what now I thought innocently, as Mr Guy turned grasping my hand and lead me into his bedroom. As he walked ahead of me, now totally naked, I thought, what a nice pert ass he had for a man of sixty, he was an athlete in his younger days for sure. I looked at my hard cock stretching the yellow cotton of my bikini-briefs, I stroked the length of my cock as I followed Mr Guy into the bedroom. I was feeling sexy, adventurous and I wanted that warm hard cock in my mouth again, I loved that. Mr Guy released my hand and lay on his bed, he looked younger,fitter, his cock and balls were shaven. His erection stretched to his bellybutton. He lay looking at me,his hands behind his head, I stood over him thrusting my erection-filled brief as I peeled my polo shirt over my head and onto the floor. Mr Guy gasped at my smooth hairless body. I jumped up onto his bed, one foot at each side of his body, staring into his eyes smiling before I positioned myself opposite, top to bottom 69.… All I wanted was to taste that gorgeous cock again. I lowered myself onto Mr Guy, I pressed my face into his naked pelvis whilst pushing my groin into his!! I felt his hands ony ass squeezing, then lowering my brieroomand although for a time they were caught ounnice; ; solid erection, they eventually released the a nice suddenwepring like hardon which bounced against a welcoming face and mouth!! Right then I felt was 'perfection', 'heaven'...sucking hard abd vigorous on a sweet old cock at the same time grinding and riding an eager old mouth.,long slow, sort fast.,Mr Guy had an experienced action, I tried to concentrate on my sucking actions, the taste, the hard fullness in my mouth,filling me,the warmth, the precum taste. But all the while the vacuum pull ony cock overwhelmed all else,.long hard sucking, I could not hold back the inevitable. I vigorously thrust my cock and pelvis into Mr Guys welcoming mouth,' hmm, umm' he groaned as my balls tightened. I sucked on his cock lovingly, my tongue flicking over the bulbous head,sucking harder as my cock filled before the feeling in my legs grew to reach my anus and loins tingling.heat ecstasy, explosion.,my cock throbbed and jerked my ass tightened..yes.,yes...yes. I sucked hard one final time as my cock realeased all its contents..Mr Guy sucked, swallowed and cleaned my cock with his loving tongue and mouth. What a guy Mr Guy, I thought. I lay spent half sleeping when I felt a warm hand on my aching worn cock. I wanted to resist but it was nice; the hand was reaching around my body, Mr Guy was behind me reaching around, his touch was soothing as I dosed half sleeping. Moments later I perked up, what a nice sudden pleasantry, a hand was gripping my balls tightly, gently squeezing and kisses were being placed a on my ass. Hmmm!! I thought, then the flicker of a tongue,the warm breath panting excitedly all the while getting closer to my asandcrack. At first I was unsure, but the feeling was horny in a relaxing way, then, bam!! I could feel the quick flickering of a warm tongue in my anus!! Ever so slightly at first, just a tingle here and there,before long the lingering long wet rimming had me thrusting my ass hard against Mr Guys eager face. Hmmph..,ummmph..We both groaned. I pushed harder, wanting his tongue to penetrate me more. My cock was throbbing again tight in his hard grasp stroking me slowly. I needed more; I squirmed my ass from side to side like a harlot!! Mr Guy's hard warm cock firstly pressed against my bottocks. He was kissing and nibbling my back,squeezing my cock, my head was spinning and I lost myself in the pleasure, embracing the moment I pushed my ass up and out, welcoming his pressing cock!! His wet fingers opened me,spitting frequently to lubricate my tight virgin ass. The heat of his thick cock eased into me, I opened myself awaiting eagerly. At first it was a stretch, then his head entered, I welcomed and rode his length at first slowly and carefully, before long I lost all abandon and accepted his every thrust with vigour. Long and hard,again and again, every sense in my ass lovingly accepting this wonderful new sensations. I thrust hard as Mr Guy panted and groaned, his breathing laboured, faster, harder.,his cock was swelling more in my ass.,I could feel it throb harder and quicker....'Aargh', he roared,'Oh Fuck, hah.,ah!!', the warm moisture filled me once,twice and again and again, hmm, I pushed hard against him with each thrust, 'Give it to me Mr Guy, give it to me Mr Guy..hmmm please.. Sexy.,sexy Mr Guy!!!'. And yes, I did make several more visits to Mr Guy's house that summer!!! Would n't you??

I know I am going to have to start somewhere. I really like the film 'Fantastic Mr. Fox' so I will be using my two favorite characters names for this story. All events in this story are true apart from names and locations to keep my identity a secret. In Australia the weather here gets rather hot in summer. During summer you are either down at the beach or at the local pool. For me it began at the beach. I was down at the beach with a few mates one day after work. The beach was a fair way from any town. We all had our surfboards and we all had our towels and whatnot. I have never been physically attractive nor have I ever been in top condition regarding my health. I was chubby but not overweight, I had a fairly decent amount of upper body strength. When we initially arrived at the beach, I spotted some hot girls that were sunbathing to the left of where the cars were parked. One of my friends, lets call him Matt, was built like a Spartan Soldier, with rock hards abs and muscles to go along. When he and I exited the car these girls that were sunbathing seen us arrive. Matt had already put on his wetsuit before we got to the beach, so all he had to do was get out, get his board and go. Me on the other hand was ill prepared. As Matt ran down the beach to his favorite spot, all of the girls, four to be exact, were all looking at him apart from one. This girl with long blonde hair, a light see through dress with a bikini on underneath was looking at me. Like I said before, I wasn't built like a God. I had no abs, I had no pecs or any decent bulging muscles. I was just a tad chubby. This girl was eying me off, I could tell. I noticed her and looked her directly in the eye, she noticed and we stared at each other for around a minute or so before I got my board and started to head out. Decent waves, wind was crap and swell was shit. As Matt and I headed in, our other friends, Steve and Aaron arrived. We greeted and they suited up. I grabbed a quick drink while the others ran off into the water. As I headed back out, I heard this voice in the back of me head, "Just look in her direction you twit", I did and to my surprise she was staring at me. This time she had no dress, only a black bikini with red highlights on. I waved a friendly gesture at her and she replied by doing the same. I stopped dead in my tracks while walking, "What harm would it do to go over and say 'Hi?'". "Fuck it" I said openly. As I walked over, the girls huddled in and giggled to themselves, all but the one staring at me. "Hi girls! Lovely day isn't it?!" "Yeah it's pretty good." Girl number one said. "Out here to check out us guys eh?" I asked jokingly. "Only the good looking ones", in a very hypocritical way. This was clearly aimed at me not being in the best of shape. Upon getting closer to them, I got a good look at her. Long blonde hair, golden glowing skin, long legs which also had a nice tan. I tried to estimate her breast size without making it too obvious I was looking there. My guess was D? Maybe even DD. "See something you like?", girl number 3 snarled. She'd obviously noticed me looking at 'her' and tried to make it obvious I was a pervert "Lay off him, he's only being nice!", she said. My god! Her voice! It was so sweet and so innocent. I could tell she was trying to defend me looking at her breasts. "I'm so sorry! It's just that they caught my attention! I am a male after all!", I promptly stated. The whole time saying that I never broke eye contact with her. "I'm Agnes, and you are?", she said with the cutest smile. "Uhhh I'm Ash! Pleased to make your acquaintance, M' Dear Lady.", I tried to sound as smooth as possible. Agnes sat at there smiling at me while the rest of the girls looked at each other, trying to understand what I what I had just said. There was an instant spark between Agnes and I. I never broke eye contact with her for the next 5 minutes I stood there with them. Board under one arm and my other hand behind my back. We talked for a while before I stated that I should probably get back in the water. "Wait!" Agnes protested! She jumped up and ran up to me. She leaned in close to my ear and whispered "When you get back to your friends car, there will be something waiting for you.", which she said in the sexiest voice i've ever heard. My mind ran rampant thinking what I could come back to find. I securely tucked my board under my arm and ran off into the water. I ran because my dick was starting to stir at the thought of what I might find when I get back! After another hour or so of surf, all of us guys headed in and started to finish up. I ran back to the car, hoping to find a piece of paper with her number or at least a photo of some sort. I peered into the car to see something scrunched up in my seat. I reached in and grabbed what seemed to be a bikini bottom, absolutely soaked at the crotch area. All of the other guys were pre occupied by something. Without putting my nose near it I smelt pussy juices. My dick stood hard at attention which was difficult in a wetsuit. I looked over at her to see her in her dress again, staring back. I raised the bikini bottom to my nose and sniffed. She looked at me and winked. I felt a folded piece of paper inside of the bikini. I opened it to read "I noticed you staring :) Maybe we can catch up in ten behind somewhere?" It was about 4 O' Clock and everyone at the beach was pretty relaxed and chilled. I looked over at her and gestured her to come over here. She got up slowly, facing her finely shaped ass towards me, giving me a clear view of her pink slit. She walked over quickly. I scanned my surroundings quickly. There was a small shack just further towards the road. I could see how to easily break in, I was a little rebel you see. When she got to me, I said "I'll meet you by the shack over there in 10?" She didn't say a word and started walking towards the shack. "How eager is this girl to get fucked?" I thought to myself. My friends arrived and made themselves useful by preparing a small change area at the back of the car. I had changed into some spare shorts and singlet I had brought with me. I said to the guys I was going over to the shack to check it out and maybe check it out. They seemed chill, they agreed they would head into town and grab some fish and chips and come back here. "Perfect!" I thought. They all changed, got Matts car and headed off. As soon as they were on asphalt, I legged it to the shack. I peered over my shoulder to look back at the other girls and to my surprise they seemed they couldn't care less of what was about to happen. I peered inside to find Agnes inside the bedroom. The shack was recently renovated. It looked like it was furnished last week. I peered inside the bedroom to see Agnes spread eagle on the bed. The window was open so a slow but cool breeze ran through the room. I climbed onto the bed. Kissing her neck at first, I slowly worked my way down to her tits. I yanked off the bikini top which made a snapping noise which made her jump. I sucked on her tits furiously, and I mean furiously. I moved my way down to her pink pussy. I grabbed both nipples with each hand and started playing with them while I slowly started to eat her out. Slow at first, I sped up to a fast pace. By this time she was bucking on my face and was moaning excitedly. Her pussy tasted sweet and bitter at the same time. My dick was as hard as stone by this point. I considered myself above average, considering I was packing 7 inches which hooked to the left. I stripped off my clothes and positioned myself above her and nearly started when she grabbed my dick, pushed me back started giving me the best blow job of my life. I was on the verge of cumming when she looked at me and kissed my dick and winked at me at the same time. That was enough to make me shoot seven to eight large shots all over her face. She stayed still for a moment, dick still in hand before she cleaned her face with the bed sheets. I positioned myself above her for the missionary position. She stopped me and said "How about we try something I've always wanted to do?" "Sure", I agreed without thought. She positioned herself so that her ass was up in the air with her head drooping off the side of the bed. I kneeled on the bed and started to fuck her, slow at first, but within 30 seconds I was at race car pace. She looked at me and bit her lip, not moaning even a tiny bit. I thought to myself, "Damn, I know how to make you scream." I stopped fucking her. She started to look up at me when I instantly kicked back into action, fucking her harder and faster than before. She instantly let out a massive moan followed by her continuously saying "fuck fuck fuck Fuck Fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK". We fucked in that position for about 10 minutes before I nearly came. I stopped and took a quick breather. Her eyes were filled with lust by that point. I told her if she lay on her side, I could fuck her in the pussy kneeling. I figured the way that my dick bent slightly, I would be ramming her clitoris and fucking her g spot as well. As soon as I stuck my dick in her, she let out an almighty moan followed by more "fuck"s. My dick at this point was still harder than granite which helped us both achieve orgasm pretty quickly. We came simultaneously. We lay on the bed, naked, covered in sweat. She said to me "I'm pretty sure you feel the same way about me as I do about you". "And what's that?" I pleaded. "That we want to be in a relationship, were we have sex, make out, go to movies, meet the other persons parents, have sex some more, not at the parents place obviously." She had a type of humor I liked, dirty but yet still funny. "So basically boyfriend and girlfriend? Sounds good." As soon as I had finished talking, she grabbed my dick and started stroking it. "Oh and don't worry, I'm on the pill.", which she then said. To this day I am still going out with this amazing lady, the love of my life. We're not married, but we plan to be. We fuck almost every night, apart from that time of the month, amirite?

I know I am going to have to start somewhere. I really like the film 'Fantastic Mr. Fox' so I will be using my two favorite characters names for this story. All events in this story are true apart from names and locations to keep my identity a secret. In Australia the weather here gets rather hot in summer. During summer you are either down at the beach or at the local pool. For me it began at the beach. I was down at the beach with a few mates one day after work. The beach was a fair way from any town. We all had our surfboards and we all had our towels and whatnot. I have never been physically attractive nor have I ever been in top condition regarding my health. I was chubby but not overweight, I had a fairly decent amount of upper body strength. When we initially arrived at the beach, I spotted some hot girls that were sunbathing to the left of where the cars were parked. One of my friends, lets call him Matt, was built like a Spartan Soldier, with rock hards abs and muscles to go along. When he and I exited the car these girls that were sunbathing seen us arrive. Matt had already put on his wetsuit before we got to the beach, so all he had to do was get out, get his board and go. Me on the other hand was ill prepared. As Matt ran down the beach to his favorite spot, all of the girls, four to be exact, were all looking at him apart from one. This girl with long blonde hair, a light see through dress with a bikini on underneath was looking at me. Like I said before, I wasn't built like a God. I had no abs, I had no pecs or any decent bulging muscles. I was just a tad chubby. This girl was eying me off, I could tell. I noticed her and looked her directly in the eye, she noticed and we stared at each other for around a minute or so before I got my board and started to head out. Decent waves, wind was crap and swell was shit. As Matt and I headed in, our other friends, Steve and Aaron arrived. We greeted and they suited up. I grabbed a quick drink while the others ran off into the water. As I headed back out, I heard this voice in the back of me head, "Just look in her direction you twit", I did and to my surprise she was staring at me. This time she had no dress, only a black bikini with red highlights on. I waved a friendly gesture at her and she replied by doing the same. I stopped dead in my tracks while walking, "What harm would it do to go over and say 'Hi?'". "Fuck it" I said openly. As I walked over, the girls huddled in and giggled to themselves, all but the one staring at me. "Hi girls! Lovely day isn't it?!" "Yeah it's pretty good." Girl number one said. "Out here to check out us guys eh?" I asked jokingly. "Only the good looking ones", in a very hypocritical way. This was clearly aimed at me not being in the best of shape. Upon getting closer to them, I got a good look at her. Long blonde hair, golden glowing skin, long legs which also had a nice tan. I tried to estimate her breast size without making it too obvious I was looking there. My guess was D? Maybe even DD. "See something you like?", girl number 3 snarled. She'd obviously noticed me looking at 'her' and tried to make it obvious I was a pervert "Lay off him, he's only being nice!", she said. My god! Her voice! It was so sweet and so innocent. I could tell she was trying to defend me looking at her breasts. "I'm so sorry! It's just that they caught my attention! I am a male after all!", I promptly stated. The whole time saying that I never broke eye contact with her. "I'm Agnes, and you are?", she said with the cutest smile. "Uhhh I'm Ash! Pleased to make your acquaintance, M' Dear Lady.", I tried to sound as smooth as possible. Agnes sat at there smiling at me while the rest of the girls looked at each other, trying to understand what I what I had just said. There was an instant spark between Agnes and I. I never broke eye contact with her for the next 5 minutes I stood there with them. Board under one arm and my other hand behind my back. We talked for a while before I stated that I should probably get back in the water. "Wait!" Agnes protested! She jumped up and ran up to me. She leaned in close to my ear and whispered "When you get back to your friends car, there will be something waiting for you.", which she said in the sexiest voice i've ever heard. My mind ran rampant thinking what I could come back to find. I securely tucked my board under my arm and ran off into the water. I ran because my dick was starting to stir at the thought of what I might find when I get back! After another hour or so of surf, all of us guys headed in and started to finish up. I ran back to the car, hoping to find a piece of paper with her number or at least a photo of some sort. I peered into the car to see something scrunched up in my seat. I reached in and grabbed what seemed to be a bikini bottom, absolutely soaked at the crotch area. All of the other guys were pre occupied by something. Without putting my nose near it I smelt pussy juices. My dick stood hard at attention which was difficult in a wetsuit. I looked over at her to see her in her dress again, staring back. I raised the bikini bottom to my nose and sniffed. She looked at me and winked. I felt a folded piece of paper inside of the bikini. I opened it to read "I noticed you staring :) Maybe we can catch up in ten behind somewhere?" It was about 4 O' Clock and everyone at the beach was pretty relaxed and chilled. I looked over at her and gestured her to come over here. She got up slowly, facing her finely shaped ass towards me, giving me a clear view of her pink slit. She walked over quickly. I scanned my surroundings quickly. There was a small shack just further towards the road. I could see how to easily break in, I was a little rebel you see. When she got to me, I said "I'll meet you by the shack over there in 10?" She didn't say a word and started walking towards the shack. "How eager is this girl to get fucked?" I thought to myself. My friends arrived and made themselves useful by preparing a small change area at the back of the car. I had changed into some spare shorts and singlet I had brought with me. I said to the guys I was going over to the shack to check it out and maybe check it out. They seemed chill, they agreed they would head into town and grab some fish and chips and come back here. "Perfect!" I thought. They all changed, got Matts car and headed off. As soon as they were on asphalt, I legged it to the shack. I peered over my shoulder to look back at the other girls and to my surprise they seemed they couldn't care less of what was about to happen. I peered inside to find Agnes inside the bedroom. The shack was recently renovated. It looked like it was furnished last week. I peered inside the bedroom to see Agnes spread eagle on the bed. The window was open so a slow but cool breeze ran through the room. I climbed onto the bed. Kissing her neck at first, I slowly worked my way down to her tits. I yanked off the bikini top which made a snapping noise which made her jump. I sucked on her tits furiously, and I mean furiously. I moved my way down to her pink pussy. I grabbed both nipples with each hand and started playing with them while I slowly started to eat her out. Slow at first, I sped up to a fast pace. By this time she was bucking on my face and was moaning excitedly. Her pussy tasted sweet and bitter at the same time. My dick was as hard as stone by this point. I considered myself above average, considering I was packing 7 inches which hooked to the left. I stripped off my clothes and positioned myself above her and nearly started when she grabbed my dick, pushed me back started giving me the best blow job of my life. I was on the verge of cumming when she looked at me and kissed my dick and winked at me at the same time. That was enough to make me shoot seven to eight large shots all over her face. She stayed still for a moment, dick still in hand before she cleaned her face with the bed sheets. I positioned myself above her for the missionary position. She stopped me and said "How about we try something I've always wanted to do?" "Sure", I agreed without thought. She positioned herself so that her ass was up in the air with her head drooping off the side of the bed. I kneeled on the bed and started to fuck her, slow at first, but within 30 seconds I was at race car pace. She looked at me and bit her lip, not moaning even a tiny bit. I thought to myself, "Damn, I know how to make you scream." I stopped fucking her. She started to look up at me when I instantly kicked back into action, fucking her harder and faster than before. She instantly let out a massive moan followed by her continuously saying "fuck fuck fuck Fuck Fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK". We fucked in that position for about 10 minutes before I nearly came. I stopped and took a quick breather. Her eyes were filled with lust by that point. I told her if she lay on her side, I could fuck her in the pussy kneeling. I figured the way that my dick bent slightly, I would be ramming her clitoris and fucking her g spot as well. As soon as I stuck my dick in her, she let out an almighty moan followed by more "fuck"s. My dick at this point was still harder than granite which helped us both achieve orgasm pretty quickly. We came simultaneously. We lay on the bed, naked, covered in sweat. She said to me "I'm pretty sure you feel the same way about me as I do about you". "And what's that?" I pleaded. "That we want to be in a relationship, were we have sex, make out, go to movies, meet the other persons parents, have sex some more, not at the parents place obviously." She had a type of humor I liked, dirty but yet still funny. "So basically boyfriend and girlfriend? Sounds good." As soon as I had finished talking, she grabbed my dick and started stroking it. "Oh and don't worry, I'm on the pill.", which she then said. To this day I am still going out with this amazing lady, the love of my life. We're not married, but we plan to be. We fuck almost every night, apart from that time of the month, amirite?

It was the beginning of summer, I spent long days in the sun working at the Walters’ farm and the nights pulling security for various places. I became friends with Old Man Walters after I’d come upon him with his truck broke down on the way home. He was looking for some extra help on his farm, and I was looking for something to supplement the shitty security guard pay. The bonus for me, was that Walters’ Farm was a get away for city people. There were a few cabins on the property that could be rented, a lake to swim, fish, and kayak in, and horse back riding. With a winery right up the road there was a constant stream of women, usually with a good buzz going by the time they arrived. There had been plenty to look at so far, but nothing that really peaked my interest. My current security assignment was to a medical clinic across the street from the hospital. On fateful night I got sent over to “the big house” to help out. That’s when I met her. Lynne. She was a beautiful blonde with piercing blue eyes and massive tits that not even a scrub top could hide. That night it just so happened she’d forgot some things in her car and needed an escort there and back. We chatted during our stroll out to her vehicle. She was new to city life and fresh out of Nursing school, she’d moved here to get experience working at a Level I Trauma Center, but was already missing the small town life she’d left behind. I was quick to tell her about the Walters’ place- only about 30 minutes from the hospital. I thought I caught a twinkle in her eye as I was describing it, but she dismissed the idea of a visit saying she hadn’t made any friends yet to come with her. I offered to show her around myself, but she was just out of a shitty relationship and taking a break from men at the moment. Lynne’s decline of my invitation didn’t keep me from beating off almost nightly to the idea of fucking her all over that farm. The boathouse, stables, various sheds, the cabin I was staying in…the possibilities were endless. Over the next couple of months I picked up extra shifts at the hospital every change I could get. Occasionally I would “bump” into Lynne, and had even talked her into a cup of coffee a couple of times. She still continued to shoot down my idea of coming out to the Walters’ place. I was cleaning out stalls when I heard someone approaching the horse barn. Figuring it would be Mr. Walters or one of the bosses I picked up the pace. It was only 10:00 in the morning, but the July heat had sweat pouring off of me. I’d lost my shirt about an hour ago. I heard a soft whisper behind me “Damn.” It was a woman’s voice, but one I recognized…Lynne! I whirled around and there she stood, cut off blue jeans, tank top, and a pair of cowboy boots. Her dark tan glistened in the sunlight. “Well hey there.” I managed to choke out, my mouth and throat suddenly dry. She seemed dazed for a minute, but quickly came back to earth. “Oh…Hi, Harris. I didn’t realize that was you in here.” I had to suppress the urge to roll my eyes at her. Who else would she be looking for? “Yeah, it’s just me. What are you doing here?” “Well, I was supposed to meet a couple of friends down at the winery, but they’re running late so I thought I’d stop by and see this place you’re talking about all the time.” “This is it” I said, spreading my arms out. I couldn’t help but notice that she was biting her bottom lip and starting to fidget. “What do you think?” “I like what I see so far, that’s for sure.” She didn’t even try to hide the fact she was checking me out while saying it. Staring at her, staring at me- I could feel my cock starting to stir. If she’s gonna do that, then I’ll play her game. “Oh yeah?” I said as I turned and bent over to pick up some more hay. “What all have you seen so far?” “Oh, you know…horses, the lake, the pasture….you-“ She tried to stop herself, but the word slipped out before she knew what had happened. Hearing that really made my dick jerk to life. I could feel it starting to really press against my Wranglers, soon there would be no hiding it- but I didn’t care. “Sounds good to me.” We set off towards the woods- back where the cabins sat. I was secretly hoping that something would happen, even if it was just a kiss. The woods would be the perfect spot, and if I was lucky…well, let’s just say that I knew which cabins were booked and which ones weren’t. We walked along the main trail for a while, I pointed out where each trail split off to go back to a cabin and which trails were for the horses. It didn’t go un noticed that she kept “tripping” and bumping into me, always grabbing my arm and giving it a slight squeeze to steady herself. We got to the spot where the trail splits- “Now where?” “Well,” I said “the left will loop back around the lake to the barn, the right takes you back to the last cabin. It’s nothing fancy, usually just used by people who come out to get away from everyone.” I stood slightly behind her silently praying she would head towards the right. Taking the opportunity to check out her ass that was just as amazing as her tits. “Is there anyone in the cabin now?” “Not this weekend.” My heart skipped a beat and my dick stiffened up again as I watched her take off towards the cabin. It was just a 2-3 minute walk before we arrived at the front steps. “This looks nice and cozy” she said. “Can we go inside?” “Sur-“ before I could finish the word she was through the door. I followed her inside, my heart pounding- each beat pumping more blood into my cock. There was no way I was going to be able to hide it. My God I wanted her, I could only hope that she felt the same way. I didn’t’ have to wonder for long. As I stepped through the doorway I was shocked to find her sitting on the table in nothing but her shorts and bra. I could feel my cock straining against my jeans trying to get free, somehow there was enough blood supply left to make my cheeks flush. “Sorry, it’s just sooooo hot outside.” She said coyly, making her way over to me- biting that fucking lip again. Her tits bounced with every step she took. “Lynne…” “Oh come on Harris, don’t think I haven’t noticed this since I got here” As the words came out of her mouth she reached out and grabbed my cock through my jeans. I grabbed her and pulled her to me, my mouth meeting hers, each just as hungry for the other. In an instant I had picked her up and her legs wrapped around me, I could feel the heat from her pussy against my bare stomach. I walked across the room back to the table where she had been sitting and sat her down. I kissed my way down her neck, her skin hot against my lips. My hand found it’s way to her back and in one quick motion her bra was undone, freeing those wonderful breasts I’d been staring at for weeks. I couldn’t help myself, my mouth quickly found it’s way to her nipple and I began sucking on it while rolling the other in my fingers. She arched her back pushing her tits into me, her fingers running through my hair and over my shoulders and arms. I broke loose for a second- “What are you doing?” she gasped. “How far do you want this to go right now?” “However far it needs to for me to get to see that cock of yours” I leaned into her, kissing her, our hands running all over each other. I found my way down to the button on her shorts and had those off in no time. This was better than the shit I had come up with while beating off every night. Lynne was actually in front of me, naked, legs spread, just waiting me for me to have my way with her. I sat down in one of the chairs around the table, grabbed her legs and pulled her to me. Her pussy was perfect- she was completely shaved, and recently- her lips were as smooth as glass as I ran my tongue over them. She was already bucking her hips against my face begging for more. I wrapped my arms around her thighs to hold her still as I put my mouth over her swollen clit and started flicking it with my tongue. “OH MY GOD!” she screamed out, pressing her hips against my arms. I could feel cum starting to run out of her onto my chin. I let her rub herself against my tongue for a minute before I sucked her clit into my mouth swirling my tongue around the tip of it. Almost instantly I felt the hot juices of her pussy start shooting out of her. I moved down and began lapping them up, her cum filling my mouth was almost more than I could take. I stood up and unbuttoned my jeans- finally freeing my fully erect cock from its denim prison. Lynne’s eyes got big when she finally saw it- 9.5 inches with proportional girth. “Do you want that?” “’Oh absolutely” she gasped out, reaching down and slowly stroking me. I pushed her back onto the table, pulling her ass towards the edge again. Running the head of my dick between her pussy lips- still drenched in her own juice. She was moaning and writhing, begging for me to take her. I didn’t hesitate and plunged balls deep on the first thrust. She let out a gasp and dug her fingers into my arms. Her pussy felt as amazing as it looked and tasted. I waited a minute and let her adjust to me. When she relaxed I pulled out slowly and then plowed into her again. I repeated this over and over- each time she would gasp and hold onto me. I started picking up speed and in a few short minutes I felt her tighten up. Her pussy was like a vise grip on my dick, I could feel her legs starting to shake uncontrollably. “I’m going to cum again!” The words the were barely out of her mouth when her pussy let loose. I was pounding away, holding her hips so she wouldn’t slide across the table away from me. She sat straight up on my cock, wrapping her arms and legs around me- her nails digging into my back. I picked her up off the table and took a couple steps back to the chair I had sat in earlier. Lynne was still clinging to me, my dick buried in that sopping wet pussy of hers. She slowly regained some of her composure, as her legs relaxed I pushed her up off of me and turned her around. Almost instinctively she backed up and straddled me, lowering herself back down on my cock. Her back against my chest. I took her breasts in my hands as she started moving herself up and down. Her pussy was so tight, and so wet, I knew I wouldn’t last much longer- and neither would she. I let one of her tits go and found her clit, rubbing it with my free hand. She slammed herself down on my dick- burying it all inside her. Her whole body was shaking with anticipation. “Cum for me, baby” I whispered in her ear. Immediately her body let loose. I could feel her cum running down my cock onto my balls. It took everything I had not to shoot my load inside her. “Oh God, Harris. Cum inside me. Go on, baby. Cum for me” I thrust as deep as I could, she was grinding her pussy down on me. I let out a deep groan as wave after wave of my hot load shot into her. I’d never cum so hard in all my life. She stayed sitting on my lap, my dick softening inside her as we both recovered. She leaned back and whispered in my ear- “I think I’m going to have to visit here more often.”

Drama Reheasal. It all started at a Drama rehearsal. Me and Tommy were both 14 and hadn't had any action with girls, and were very horny. Tommy was 5 5" well built and very ripped, he has brown hair and blue eyes . I was 5 4", skinny, black hair and brown eyes. As we were sent into the room we began to laugh and not really do much learning. We joked around a bit with the water fountain spilling water on each other, soon enough our shirts were both very wet and Tommy's clung to his abs, defining all 6 of them. water slowly dripped onto the floor. This was the first time i had properly been turned on by a boy, i was horny and young and this whole sensual experience really made me horny. As tommy lifted his shirt to dry his abs i felt a bulge slowly grow in my trousers. Luckily i had some tight black school trousers on so tommy didn't notice. Even though he didn't notice, i did; soon enough we began to rehearse again and my cock was pounding against my trousers wanting to break free. I took one little look at tommy's defined, toned body and excused myself to the toilet. I swung the toilet door open and slammed into the toilet, locking it behind me. as i ripped some toilet paper from the stall with one hand, with the other i grabbed my trouser zip, undid my trousers and let my 4.5” cock loose. A small shiver ran up my spine as I tickled the tip of my cock. Whilst tickling my balls I pounded out a wank whilst thinking of tommy. As my hand rammed up and down on my hard veiny cock, images of tommy drying his sexy abs ran through my head. Oh how I wanted to kiss his body. Soon I was ready to come and this only made me rub faster and harder. Then I exploded with hot cum, it dribbled down my shirt and rested on my balls. I quickly used the toilet paper I had grabbed earlier to clean up, then I ran back (making sure I wasn't suspiciously long in the toilet). When I got back to tommy we got called into the main drama studio, we had a talk with the drama teacher and I could see tommy eyeing my crotch. I stopped. Had I left some stain marks on my trousers? In panic I stroked my calming dick and felt a wet patch. Shit. I quickly rubbed it off then left along with tommy. As we were walking back tommy said, “what was that on your trousers John” “Errmm... it was some water from earlier” I stated still nervous, “oh okay, see you next week then!” he shouted as he ran to his mum's car. As he ran his firm ass wiggled in his tight trousers. My cock began to peak again so I covered it with my script and caught the bus home. Finally, a start. That night and for the rest of the week I had at least three wanks a night, each one was as massively pleasing as the next. Each one I thought of tommy whilst pounding my self. That week I had trouble in school because I wasn't focused, I had him on my mind. Throughout the days leading up to the next saturday rehearsal I thought about him even more, and had decided I was going to make a move. That saturday I gave him a hug when I saw him (surprised as he was) and I felt his hot body wrap around mine, this only turned me on so I had to pull away before he noticed. Again this week we were sent into the side room to rehearse our bit for the show. After a bit of script learning I decided to make my move. I began to push about (play fighting) and he did the same back, soon we were battling for power on top of each other, our body's wrapped around each other. As we kept fighting I felt my cock rub against his, and in turn his cock then grew into my leg. Suddenly Tommy stopped sat down on a chair and hid his erection. I too had a raging boner, so I sat down next to him and began to rub sensuously up and down his leg. At first he began to resist but slowly and surley I could tell he was beginning to enjoy it. He then got up and walked over to the wall practically ignoring me. At first I was a bit sad but then he said, “Fuck me these rehearsals are tense, you know with the script learning and all” “okay” I replied, “What?” he said confused, “I'l fuck you” I said confidently, suddenly thoughts shot through my head, had I taken it too far, what if he told every one I was gay and then I would be bullied. Oh God, what have I done! “Go on then” he said. Oh my god. For a moment I thought I was in heaven. I slowly advanced at him, delighted that I would finally have the chance to feel his firm ass. I began to slowly grind on his ass; my cock rubbing up and down his crack. It felt so good, I could only imagine what it would be like to do this naked. I hoped I would get the chance. I began to thump harder, thrusting my hard restrained cock into his clothed ass. My cock was getting hotter and hotter but I didn’t want to finish. Not yet anyway. So I asked him to try it on my now. We switched around and he grabbed onto my inner thighs, his arms stretching around my waist. This gave him more strength and ultimately made him pump my ass harder and faster. Tingly feelings spread around my body as began to fondle my crotch area whilst he pumped my ass hard. Mmmmm I was in heaven. Suddenly he span me around, and kissed me, shoving his tongue down my throat as we swirled saliva; then he began to fondle my crotch with one hand and my ass with the other. I in turn did the same, all the while our tongues fixed together. When we broke from the kiss, I asked if he wanted to go into the toilets as I was ready to cum. He said yes. I grabbed his hand and led him into the toilets, slamming the door behind me I locked us in a stand. He kissed me briefly on the lips then began to unzip my trousers. Soon my cock leapt out into the palm of Tommy's hand which sent a hotness swirling though my veins. He stared deeply into my eyes and began to tug. His hand rubbed backwards and forward, twisting and pulling; I felt like I was dead and had come to paradise. Then my balls grew hot and I knew I was about to cum. Abruptly my hot boy juice shot into his hand, again and again; each shot a little smaller than the last. It was and has been the best orgasm I have ever had. Sensuously Tommy unzipped his trousers (with the clean hand) and let his 6” cock spring out. His balls were larger than mine and his pubes were a luscious dark black. He then slathered the remaining my cum onto his dick and told me to taste my own cum. I was shocked, but I was to in love with his large veiny cock to say no. I slowly got to my knees and kissed his tip; I received a low moan. I began to slowly suck down, I was surprised at how natural his cock felt swirling around in my mouth, enclosed by my tongue. I started bobbing my head quicker and quicker until soon he began to moan loudly and shouted “mmmmm please, keep going, ohhh yeaaahhh”. With this I removed my head and licked up from his balls all the way up to his head. With a loud moan he shot into my mouth. My first taste of cum. It was different, salty yet sweet. I swallowed it so not to spoil the moment then got up kissed him slowly and left. The following week my friend Luke asked if I wanted to come over to his house, I asked if I could bring my other friend too, Tommy. He said yes. Tell me if you liked this story as I have another two parts to follow it. I'm just glad to finally let you enjoy an experience I greatly enjoyed. Leave comments and reviews and be sure to let me know if you want me to keep the trilogy going. Thanks and hope you had a nice read!

I knew I was crazy to even think of doing this but I knew it had to be done in order for me to move on. I couldn't get him out of my mind and this was the most logical way I thought I could handle it. I gave myself one last look in the mirror before leaving; I was wearing my newly bought lingerie for him, it was a deep teal satin and lace bra and panties with a matching garter belt. It fit me so perfectly and showed off my curves in all the right ways. I wore my hair the way he always liked it and added some dark crimson lipstick. I lifted up my stockings one last time before putting on my heels and coat and making my way over to his house. It's 12am on a Friday night. I knew that everyone would be out except for him. His obsession with World of Warcraft was what broke us apart two years ago and now I'm so grateful of his obsession for keeping him at home. He answered the door pretty quickly but froze solid when he saw me. "Expecting the pizza man?" I joked. But he didn't laugh, of course. "Wh-what the hell are you doing here?" "Can I come in and explain? It's pretty cold out here." "Why should I let you? Two years and now you want to walk back in like nothing happened?" "I know this will sound stupid but I miss you. I've tried to avoid contacting you and it's been incredibly hard. I thought that the only way to move on was to see you again. I know I sound like a loony but I really miss you." I could see his features had softened. "We have a very long history and I really don't want that all to go to waste. We both meant a lot to each other and I kept hoping that one day you'd call but it never came so I decided to make the first move... so, here I am." "Two years later? It's taken you two whole years to 'make the first move'?" "Like I said, I've tried moving on but it hasn't worked. I couldn't be with anyone because I kept thinking about you. I've tried to keep myself busy, I moved towns, changed phones and numbers. Nothing worked. So I came back here to this shithole because I have to see you again." He took a step back and motioned for me to walk in. "Wanna take your coat off? It's pretty warm in here." I bit my lip. "Yeah sure." I slowly opened my coat and shrugged it off my shoulders. I knew this is a pretty risky thing for me to do but since I've left the house my excitement has built up and my panties were getting wetter and wetter. Upon seeing him, I started to throb and it's taking all my power to hold myself back from not pushing him against the wall. He took a step toward me and stopped. He looked me up and down. I had no idea what was going through his mind then but I was losing it. Does it like it? Doesn't he like it? "Wow." he breathed. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, "Oh, so you like it? I bought it just for you." He took another step closer. We're inches apart now. He is slightly taller than me when I'm not in heels but now we were both at eye level. "Why did you come back?" He looked deeply into my eyes. He looked hurt. So hurt. I felt horrible. But there was something else in his eyes. Hunger. "I told you, I miss you." "But you said you wanted to move on. So, what, are you just going to fuck me then leave?" "I- no. I can see now that that won't happen. I want to stay with you. I want us again. I need you." "How do I know that you won't just leave again?" I reach out and hold his cheek in my palm. I slowly move closer to him and press my lips against his. He holds me closer with his hand on my lower back and kiss me deeper. I feel the kiss spread through my body and lose myself to it. His free hand tangles itself in my hair and his other grabs my behind hard, lifting my leg up over his hip. He lifts my other leg and carries me to his room. Throwing me on the bed, he takes off his singlet and lays on top of me. I spread open my legs and wrap them around his waist. He kisses me hard and grabs my breast in his palm. I could feel his lust growing against my waist and let out a moan as he begins to grind on top of me. He kisses down my neck and wraps his arms around me to take off my bra. His kisses make their way down to my breasts and take my nipple in his mouth. He nibbles and licks it, sending shivers down my spine and little moans escaping my lips. He moves on to the next nipple and does the same thing. I tangle my hands through his hair. I love his hair long and was so glad he hadn't cut it. He kisses over my stomach and leaves a little bite on my side. He continues down till he reaches my inner thighs. Unlatching the straps on my garter belt, I lift my waist up allowing him to slide my panties off my legs. I spread open my legs again and watch as he begins to slowly tease and nibble my thighs. His fingers feel my wetness and rub between my thighs before thrusting two inside of me. His tongue starts working it magic, licking and sucking at my clit as his fingers continue thrusting in and out of me. I push him deeper into me and start grinding my hips with his movements, my moans growing as I near my orgasm. He starts thrusting faster, his tongue stimulating my clit till I pull his head away and hold his fingers in place. I feel my walls tightening around his fingers as I reach my climax. My thighs slowly shake as my juices flow over him. He pulls them out and slowly rubs them over my clit before bringing them to my lips so I can suck them clean. I sit myself up and motion for him to lay next to me. "My turn," I say, with a smile on my lips. I crawl over him and bring my head over his boxers. Sliding my fingers under the band, I pull them down and off his legs. He is just the right size. Not too big, not too small. Not too thick, nor too thin. I grab him in my hand and started rubbing him as my tongue licked at his pre-cum that had already starting oozing. Maintaining eye contact with him, I slid my mouth down till I reach the base, my hand cupping his sack and rubbing small circles at the base. He threw his head back and let out a moan, his hand holding up my hair and lifting and lowering my head to his pace. I pull him out and lick his shaft, biting the side and licking the tip. He always loved when I bit him there. I took him in again, lowering myself all the way down before sucking and rubbing him. I feel him start to throb in my mouth. He spreads open his thighs and raises his hips, allowing him to thrust into me deeper, making me gag, I continue sucking. His moans increase as I feel his cum travelling through his boner. With a few more thrusts I feel his hot cum sliding down my throat. I continue rubbing him with my hand as I pull him out of my mouth and watch as the last few drops slide over his tip and onto my hands. I lick at what's left and crawl over him. Kissing him deeply, I lay flat on top of him. His hands on my behind, grabbing and grinding my hips on top of him.

Milk Maid 2 The next morning, we were preparing for discharge and I was saddened I haven’t had any more contact with the girl. Darla’s milk still hasn’t come in and we were worried as to if it ever would. The nurse gave Darla and I a pamphlet on different vitamins and techniques that would improve milk production. They also told us we could come by as often as needed to get more of the surrogate’s breast milk. There was no fee, but a donation would be appreciated to enable the only surrogate they had to be able to continue volunteering. I wondered to myself how she functioned throughout the day with her breast leaking continuously like that. I was sure it must have been difficult to work a regular job. The nurse exited the room and Darla asked me to go ahead and write a check for our donation as it seems we would be needing her services for a while longer. I wrote the check for a thousand dollars and went to give it to the nurse. I wasn’t sure who to make the check out to and needed more information. The older nurse accepted the check and informed me she would fill out the needed information. Disappointed by not knowing the girl’s full name I accepted it and walked away. Soon we were headed downstairs, mother and son in a wheelchair with me pushing the chair. We stopped by the nursery to pick up some pre-made bottles of milk and soon exited the building. Darla satisfied that we could come in at anytime to pick up more formula thanked everyone on our way down. Helping both mother and son into the car I noticed a small red card on the floor of the backseat. Not wanting Darla to see it, I placed the diaper bag on top of it to conceal it. I had a ray of hope that the note was from the surrogate and I couldn’t wait to get home to read it. The ride home was pleasant and we both discussed Caden and how much we loved him. Arriving home, I helped Darla into the house while carrying Caden inside as well. He was fast asleep, and Darla was exhausted. Darla held him in her arms in the nursery rocking chair and fell asleep. I took that time to unload the car but first picking up the red notecard off the floor and reading it. I was thrilled at seeing it was indeed from the girl. It read you still need to be punished because you’re a dirty old man. I smiled and looked around feeling guilty as if someone could tell how extremely happy I was at reading the note. At the bottom of the note was a phone number and instructions to text the number at 10pm. Looking at my watch it was only 11am. Running inside I unpacked and made Darla a sandwich for when she would awake. I tried to busy myself as time seemed to stand still. I couldn’t wait to contact the girl even if it was through text message. The day seemed to pass without incident, and I enjoyed my time with Darla and my son. Darla was happy and was still attempting to breast feed but still no such luck. She sent me to the pharmacist to pick up the things the nurse had suggested to help. Soon it was 10pm and I went into my study and messaged the number only saying hello. The phone dinged and I read a message that listed an address and I assumed I was to travel there. I looked in on Darla and found her any Caden asleep and I slipped out of the door and into my car. I punched the address into my GPS and was happy to see it was the birthing center. I drove over and parked in the parking lot and messaged back saying I am outside. Soon I seen her exit the building and walking over towards me. The free-flowing gown she was wearing stopped just under her bubbly shaped ass. I could see her large breast sway as she walked towards me. I got out of the car to meet her. She walked to the passenger side of the car and I quickly opened the door for her to get inside. Closing behind her I made my way back to the driver’s side and got in. Unsure of what to say, I sat silently looking forward. I felt her hand running through my thinning hair and I leaned into it. “I have to punish you” she said, and I nodded. She instructed me to drive and I pulled off. She gave me directions and I followed without saying a word. Soon we were at a lavish looking hotel. I got out of the car and opened her door. She began walking and I followed her like a lost puppy. The hotel clerk seemed to know her as he nodded as she approached and handed her a key without her having to give her name or any information. I felt nervous but couldn’t bring myself to even ask a question. We entered an elevator and she released one of her boobs and it beckoned me over. I began sucking the sweet milk and it tasted better than before. I grabbed her tit with both hands and sucked squeezing as I did. The milk rushed in my mouth with urgency and I struggled to swallow each mouthful before being given another. I didn’t want to spill one drop. The door opened while I was still attached and she laughed, knowing I had completely forgotten where I was at. I unwillingly pulled myself free while she righted herself and we stepped out of the elevator. We stood in front of the first room on the right and soon the door opened without her having to knock. We walked inside and I was surprised to see another man already waiting on the bed. He was a middle-age white man with expensive looking shoes. He walked over to us and stood right in front of her completely ignoring me. I felt concern as I didn’t know what was happening. She walked over to the bed and sat leaving the two of us standing. She looked at me and said this is Dr Kremlin he is your punishment. Confused I turned to him and he smiled. She told me to sit in the chair over by the bed and not to say a word. I obey although I was lost as to what was happening here. She stood back up and walked over to this so-called doctor. Undress me she said to him and he slipped her dress straps off her thin shoulders and it slid to the floor. Her naked form seemed to glow as she stepped out of the dress. She looked towards me and guided his head to her breast. He began to suck her nipples hard and I could see the milk bubbling at the edges of his thin lips trying to swallow every drop as I just did. He reached around her thin waist and picked the girl up and she wrapped her long legs around his waist never loosing contact with her milky buds. He went over to the bed and sat continuing to suck her. I felt my cock throbbing in my pants as I looked on. I soon realized my punishment was to watch him enjoy her. “Come closer” she said to me and I obeyed. I sat on the bed next to them now able to hear his groans and gulps. I reached out to rub my hand down her shoulder, and he glared at me as a dog would protecting his bone. That didn’t stop me as I needed any kind of contact with her. Her skin felt electric sending sparks throughout my whole body. I began to kiss her shoulder timidly hoping she wasn’t going to deny me this. She pulled away from him and stood up and told us both to undress. We both hurriedly pulled and snatched our clothing away as if it was a race. She kneeled on the bed on her knees and I hurried over to her wide opened ass and she shook her finger at me. I had to watch as he lowered himself to her opening and began licking her ass hole to her pussy while she pulled her ass open wide for him. He slurped and sucked her dripping juices all while I stood naked watching. I watched her face and could see the joy he was bringing her, and I felt so needy. I crawled across the bed and began putting kisses on her ass cheek as he continued eating her. She grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head away from her to the bed. “Watch him eat my ass” she said, and I was forced to do so while feeling the wetness from my harden cock dripping pre-cum. Soon she turned over and he really went to work on pussy sucking the harden enlarged clit into his mouth. His auburn beard coated in her juices dragged along her opening. She giggled telling him he was going to eat it all. She rolled him under her and straddled his face and began to ride his face. Her milky tits dripping a steady stream of milk onto his head as she rode him. I attempted again to get involved not being able to help myself. I leaned over and ran my tongue over the dripping bud, she allowed me, so I continued now being able to wrap my lips around the nipple, I began to suck lightly at first and then harder filling my mouth with her delicious milk. Soon her body froze up and I knew she was coming and so did he. He grabbed her hips forcing more of her onto his face as he did. She cried out as she shook and trembled calling us both some dirty ole white men. Pushing me from her breast she leaned up releasing his face from her soaked cunt. He didn’t move and neither did I. She rolled over and got back on her knees looking at him she told him to come fuck her and in one swift motion he positioned himself behind her and pushed deep inside of her. She cried out in pleasure at the feel of him buried deep in her teenaged pussy. I crawled over and she pulled me close and began to kiss me. I felt her tongue swiping over mine and I lost control panting and moaning as she kissed me. She pulled away grabbing my cock and tugging it. Her hand felt like fire and I felt wild. She slowly pumped me looking into my eyes as she did. “Do you want to please me” she asked, and I barked out something incoherent that meant yes and she laughed. She looked back at the doctor pounding her hard from behind. She raised one knee slightly changing her position while he was still buried deep inside her. Her exposed pussy was facing me, and I could clearly see his cock sliding in and out of her, her juices dripping and coating his tightly packed balls. “Eat my pussy” she said. I searched her face and realized she wanted me to eat her while he fucked her. My face being next to another man’s pulsating cock and I didn’t give it a second thought. I lay on my side next to them and lifted my head to her pussy and began licking. Soon she lowered her leg and straddled my face riding my face as he continued fucking her. I could hear the slapping of their flesh and that somehow spurred me on. Drips of their combined fluids dripping to my chin and I could care less as I continued trying to get more of her into my mouth. She grinded her sweet little pussy on my face and I loved it. His nuts slightly grazing my chin didn’t discourage me. It only fueled me. Hoping it was my tongue that would bring her over the edge and not his cock. I wanted to please her and if sucking her tightly stuffed pussy pleased her then so be it. Reaching up with both hands I found her filled wet breast and I pulled and tugged at her sensitive nipples as she continued the assault on my face. It felt so good being in service to her I never wanted it to end. I heard him beg to cum over and over and she finally reward him with a yes, his pace increased and soon he was filling her pussy with his seed. He cried out as he did thanking her over and over and slid out of her open pussy. She pushed me further down and I was soon tongue fucking her cum soaked opening and I didn’t care. I knew his cum was spilling out into my mouth and I continued thrusting my tongue into her now sloppy wet pussy. “Good boy” she said and I increased the speed of my tongue as it entered her pussy. She grabbed my head hard and began to shake and cry out she was coming and I couldn’t be happier knowing it was me that made her cum. Soon her juices were covering my face as she rode out her orgasm. She cried out as she succumb to the feel of my tongue and I was overjoyed. After climbing off my face I lay completely still awaiting further instructions. The good doctor also patiently waiting as well. Run a bath she said to him and he obeyed. Soon the very large tub was filled and she entered the tub and told the two of us to bathe her. Together we lathered her up and cleaned her beautiful body while she relaxed in the hot water. She finished and told the doctor he could take a shower and she pulled me back into the bedroom while he did. She sat on the side of the bed and pulled me to stand in between her opened legs. She grabbed my still harden cock and began to slowly jerk it back and forth. The feel of her tiny silky hand was amazing. She leaned down and kiss the head and my knees buckled, she then wrapped her full lips around me, and I almost collapsed. Between sucks she began to speak, my head was in a cloud and I was steady rising higher into the atmosphere. “You want to fuck my mouth,” don’t you? She said. I couldn’t form a sentence or utter a word for that matter. As she continued sucking and releasing the head of my cock, I felt her hands reach up and grab mine. She put my hands on either side of her head and started pushing and pulling me into her mouth. I continued the rhythm on my own once she released her hands from mine. I listened to her moan loudly as I continued fucking her face. Each stroke went deeper and with more power. The sounds of her gagging as I hit the back of throat scared me, until she moved closer to get more. The monster was back, and I set him free to get as much as he wanted. I grabbed her breast with one hand and her head with the other and started to pound her face hard. My balls smacking her chin as I did. She allowed me all I wanted and within a couple strokes I couldn’t hold it off I came yelling in her mouth. I tried to pull free to spray her breast but she wanted every drop. Grabbing the back of her head I held on for dear life as I continued to come in her throat. Feeling her throat contract when she swallowed just made me crazy and I continued coming for what seem like forever. Completely spent my weak knees could barely continue holding me up, I felt her luscious lips tugging on the head of my cock milking the last few drops from me. My knees bent and my body hovered over her I knotted my hands into her thick coils of hair breathing hard as if I had just ran a marathon. Looking over my shoulder I seen the doctor standing with his towel tented in the front. I imagined being turned on by the sight of her sucking me dry. She pulled free and I stumbled back to the wall not able to stand straight up yet. I watched her walk over to him and pull his towel free and lower to her knees and took him in her mouth. His head fell back, and he sprawled into the wall and then the chair. He sat and she really went to work on him. She sucked him all the while humming an unfamiliar tune. She pulled him down the length of the chair and lifted his leg giving her complete access to his balls. I seen her suck both into her mouth and tug ever so gently as she did. His eyes were glued to her with his mouth hung open. Further down she pulled him and then in one motion she grabbed his ankles and pushed his legs up. He kept them held high and wide as she went lower. I knew when she reached his puckered asshole because his mouth made a O. “Jack it” she said, and he did. Even after blowing the biggest load I sat in envy as she slurped and smacked on his asshole. He was covered in a thin layer of sweat and bucked wildly in the small armchair. I noticed a milky puddled beneath them as her tits continued to drip a steady stream of milk. Soon he was begging for release and she said nothing. His cries to cum was intoxicating and I was frozen in place wondering how long he could hold out. Soon she lifted her head from his ass kissing her way back up his balls and then grabbing his swollen cock. She looked him right in the eye and sucked her finger. Then in one movement she eased her finger deep in his asshole and his whole body went rigid. Placing her mouth on the head of his cock she sucked hard as a baby would a bottle. “Please” he cried, “please”. She looked over to me and I was watching intently, I hadn’t noticed I had climbed off the bed and onto the floor to get a better view. Her finger still pumping his asshole she said “look what a nasty ole man he is, look how well behaved he is, pleasing me, he knows this is my cock and it only cums when I tell it too”. I now understood, I came without permission and he knew his place. She squeezed the base of his cock and went back to sucking, he was practically crying at this point. Her eyes still fixed on me she told him to cum and without hesitation he blew his load high into the air. She reattached her mouth and sucked him still fingering his ass. His eyes pulsated out of his sockets, his hand tangled in her hair and he cried out breathlessly shooting his load deep into her throat. She sucked his full length into her mouth and his body spasmed out of control as he continued unloading. The whole scene was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever witnessed in my life. Releasing his cock she crooned good boy, good boy. Oh how I wanted to be a good boy. She pulled her finger free of his ass and stood up over him. Frozen he was unable to move and she leaned down to kiss him. He thanked her and she laughed. Get dressed she told me and reluctantly I did. I was saddened to see she was not riding back with me but in fact she was staying there with the doctor. She instructed him to dress and walk me out. He and I exited the room and entered the elevator. “I don’t care that’s she fucking you now, but she’s always going to be mine” he said. Not knowing what to say I stayed silent. Even when she fucking some big dick black guy she always comes home to me, he said. We exited the elevator and walked out into the parking lot, and I turned to him and began to speak as we walked to my car. I told him, I had no intentions to be without her and he would have to accept that. I went on to say I’m not sure how this began but she was all I could think about and after tonight I was sure to be ready anytime she allowed me. He laughed and held his hand out to shake mine. He said he knew that feeling very well. He began again saying the first time she made an appointment without her parents it was because she started lactating and she was scared. When she came into the office, I was stunned by how big her breast was and I made sure my nurse was with me through the whole checkup because I didn’t trust myself. I ran several tests and was aroused the whole time. A week later I had her come back in and she arrived early. I was at lunch and it was only her and Maxine my nurse in the office. I listened intently as he continued. “I returned earlier than normal from lunch wanting time to jerk my cock before she arrived, because I was sure my harden state didn’t go unnoticed her last visit. I walked in the examining room and found her naked with Maxine between her knees sucking her pussy. I couldn’t believe it and I yelled at them to stop”. “Maxine, only pausing for a moment continued licking the girl as Lanae held her head in place. She called me over and couldn’t help myself. I leaned over her and began sucking those big milky titties and she tasted so good. She soon pulled Maxine head from her wet cunt and began kissing her. Her legs up sin the stirrups Maxine and I latched on to one breast a piece while I played in her pussy. Fingering her and teasing her clit. She told me to fuck her and I dropped my pants and stepped between her outstretched thighs and pushed into her tight pussy and began pumping myself in and out of her. I was amazed by the fill of her constricted pussy squeezing me. Soon I was ready to cum and she knew it and she told me I better not cum or I would never fuck her again. Maxine still sucking her breast and rubbing her swollen clit was easing fingers into her own pussy. She pushed Maxine head down and soon I was watching Maxine tongue sweeping across her clit and it was more than I could stand. I began to come in her pussy apologizing as I did, I couldn’t stop myself, but I didn’t want her to deny me further access to her sweet little body. Maxine and I have been fucking and sucking her ever since, she punished me like she did you but instead I watched as her and Maxine ate each other pussies and fucked each other. I quickly learned to control myself and she rewards me with the hardest orgasms ever. “You aren’t the first dad from that clinic she was fucking, and you probably won’t be the last. The last two went wild with jealousy and left their wives. They couldn’t handle that Lanae is a free spirit that couldn’t be contained. Her medical condition causing the over production of milk was also controlling her sexual drive. I was amazed at the things he was saying and asked what happened to the last two, he dropped his head and said they both had to be made to leave her alone. Neither of the two could share her, and she never wanted either to leave their wives. I convinced her to take a restraining order out on the two and she did. Only downside was this introduced her to James. James is a cop rather detective that took a special interest in our girl. I had moved Lanae in with me convincing her it was safer until those two were sure to have left her alone. I came home one evening and found James on my sofa with Lanae on his cock. She was riding his cock cowboy style and was screaming in pleasure as he was filling her deep. He had the biggest black cock I had ever seen, and he commanded her attention. With you and I he said, she’s in control but with him she’s completely submissive. He held her by the back of neck forcing her further down on his massive cock all while telling her to take it. I watched as her milk streams out across the room as he pounded her on top of him. She loved his control and I loved her being pleased. She asked him if I could eat her pussy while he fucked her and he agreed. I kneeled in front of the two and buried my face in her pussy. Her knees on top of his he pulled her back and forced her legs wider and I slurped harder and harder sucking her clit, felling the warm milk spray upon my back as I did. Soon James was ready to cum, and he didn’t need permission he grabbed her tighter pushing me away as he did and unloaded deep in her young pussy. As she felt his hot seed fill her she began to cum too and he fucked her harder. She collapse upon him and her drained body drifted off to sleep. James wouldn’t allow me to move her he relished seeing her spread open on top of him. He stood with her and carried her to bed coming out only to tell me, that was his pussy now, but he’ll let me keep babysitting it because it makes her happy. He thought his words would anger me but they didn’t, I knew he could fuck her whenever he wanted but regardless of whomever she was always going to be mine. I stood n awe not knowing what to think or to say, then he said let me get back up before she starts to miss me. We brought you here because she needs to make sure you’re not a psycho first before bringing you into our home. Good night he said, and he walked away. The drive home was filled with the images of tonight and the thoughts of sharing her with at least two other men and one woman. I knew deep down none of that mattered as I needed her the monster needed her, and he would take whatever he could get. Pulling into my driveway I noticed the living-room light on. I had hoped Darla hadn’t awakened in my absence. I entered the house and found her holding Caden in her arms. She looked overjoyed. Her milk had come in she mouthed and that’s all she cared about as she nursed our son. I was happy too, because I knew I didn’t need an excuse now to see the girl she would beckon me whenever she was ready for me and I would come without a second notice. Darla never even questioned my whereabouts and that made things even sweeter. Darla was going to be a great mother, and a great wife. She would be all too consumed with Caden to notice my comings and goings. Plus, I’ve never given her a reason to suspect anything out of the ordinary. I knew I would have to be careful, but I also knew a baby was all Darla wanted and I provided a very comfortable life, she could be the perfect little stay at home wife that she craved to be.

After luxuriously sleeping in one Saturday morning, I ate my usual breakfast of cold cereal and milk. Little did I know how hot my day would become. Logging on to my computer, I decided to check what's happening at Lavalife's Intimate Encounters section, the sexual portion of their site. Almost immediately, an online member whose nickname wasn't familiar, sent me a message and a backstage pass. Clicking on the pass revealed two pics, one clothed and one of what lay beneath. A handsome 40ish 6ft tall, blond hair blue eyed man smiling, certainly appealed to me. However, it was the second pic of his naked sexy body that sold me. His erect cock, long and thick, conjured up feelings in me that made me want more. He proceeded to tell me he was fascinated by my contradictory profile; classy pic of a reserved lady yet passions including oral and anal sex, threesomes and gangbangs, interracial encounters, one night stands with a stranger, some realized and some not as yet, that were far from ladylike. Our chat continued and he queried whether I would ever want to live out my latent desires. When I replied that I would, he asked me, a virtual stranger, if I would agree to meet him that night at Bob Boyner's Champagne and Caviar. I heard about that new upscale restaurant. If I was to agree, there would be a note delivered to me at precisely 7:50pm at the table reserved under his name, Tim, and that I would be given instructions at that time. Intrigued, I said I would be there. "Great, make sure you are wearing a skirt," was his reply, and then he went offline. The day seemed to drag on endlessly. Distracted, I paid little attention to the matters that usually take priority in my life. When I started getting ready for our date I slipped on my black lace panties and bra. Closing my eyes, I started thinking of Tim. My fingers commenced making their way under my lingerie and began circling my well-developed breasts. I imagined Tim's masculine fingers touching my tits. The firmness of my protruding nipples was clear evidence of my arousal. The wetness from my pussy, which was evoked from my thoughts, made me crave some release. I quickly opened my bra up and started cupping my large tits. Resisting no longer, my wet tongue began licking them hungrily. After satisfying that urge, my warm mouth started eagerly sucking my ripe and ready pink nipples, just like I hoped Tim would tonight. The stirrings inside me made me need to explore further. Making its way down my aching body, my hand substituting for Tim's reached my wanting pussy. My probing fingers started touching the top of my panties but it wasn't enough. I craved so much more. My hot pussy throbbing, I began tickling my mound, titillating my cunt as my fingers slipped further down to my now slightly parted moist lips. Inserting a finger inside, I quickly pulled my panties down so I would have the freedom to fully pleasure myself. One finger was not enough to fill me, I added one more. Then hastily included another. Probing my fingers in and out of my hot wet pussy, my moans heightened. I reached desperately for my 10 inch vibrating dildo, thankfully close by. Envisaging it was Tim's huge prick, I pressed it gently against my swollen clit. I knew I had to feel it inside me, now. Unable to wait another second I couldn't make it to my bed. Instead I slowly began inserting the huge vibrating device inside my needing cunt. Moving the dildo in and out, back and forth, I used the thumb from my other hand to urgently tend to my clit. Rubbing it harder and faster, my moans became more animated. My muscles began contracting and my orgasm so intense that I shook for what seemed like an eternity. The aftereffects like after an earthquake, with more tremors before ultimately ending. Looking at the clock I realized I had better leave soon or I would be late for a note I didn't want to miss. I hurriedly finished getting dressed. Remembering Tim's instructions I put on a sexy black skirt with a black slit and then a silk blouse exposing my cleavage. To complete the look, I put on some sheer black nylons and high heeled pumps and red lipstick on my full lips. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, my shoulder length strawberry blond soft curls glistening. Leaving I felt excited, filled with anticipation about what the night would bring. Arriving at the elegant restaurant at 7:40pm, I asked the maitre d' for Tim's table. He brought me to a rounded booth fit for 4, in clear view of some nearby tables. I asked if there was a mistake since we would only be 2. He told me there was no mistake and I thought I saw a smirk on his face as he left. The red tablecloth with a setting for two reassured me as I nervously looked at my watch. At exactly 7:50pm the waiter arrived with a note on a small plate and placed it on the table. It said "Seated at the table just up ahead are 2 of my friends. They will be getting up and coming to your table. I will be joining shortly. Have fun." I looked up and could see two very attractive men, one black and one white, approaching. "Tim said you were expecting us," said the taller one of the two. "Can we join you?" said the other. I nodded since I was too shocked to do anything else. They sat on either side of me and the waiter brought over a bottle of champagne, obviously preordered I realized. After our glasses were filled, I heard something drop to the ground. The dark-skinned man suddenly excused himself to pick it up when I felt my skirt being lifted, my nylons being torn and a finger making its way in my pussy. I was about to react when the still seated one starting fondling my mound. Squirming in my seat, I was suddenly aware of a guy sitting where the two men were originally seated. “Oh my god, it's Tim,” I mumbled. He had been watching and smiling from afar. I moaned softly when I suddenly felt my lace panties being pulled down and off, my legs spread wide, and something being poured in my pussy. It was then that I noticed the missing glass of champagne. I bit my lip to keep from moaning loudly as I felt my cunt being licked fervently from the man below me. "Mmmmmm your pussy juices and champagne, what an intoxicating mixture!" he said, in between his tongue's deep insertions in my now gushing pussy. His seated friend stroking my now swollen clit. Not-too-far from us, I could see a couple seated at a table; the woman's chair was turned away from us. The man, whose chair was facing us, eagerly tried to glimpse whatever he could of my dripping cunt. Knowing he and Tim were watching only added to my excitement. Tim arose and headed to our table. He dropped to the floor, joining the other man under the booth. My pussy squirted incessantly into Tim's open mouth after he began his exploration of my now soaked cunt. Keeping my screams under control was no easy task. My lip hurt from how hard I had to bite on it, to prevent my outbursts of pleasure from being heard throughout the restaurant. "Hope you are having a good time babe. The fun has only just begun," he said to me as he came up from the floor and sat down on the space left for him, next to me. My pussy throbbed upon hearing him utter those words. The two guys went back to their original table, leaving Tim and I alone to eat our dinner. We fed each other morsels of food, our tongues entwined in hot lingering kisses in between bites. We whet our appetites for each other, throughout our meal. Tim got up and excused himself and after walking a short distance signaled for me to join him. I couldn't resist the temptation so I walked to where he was. He led me to the men's washroom. I was shocked as he placed a sign on the door that indicated patrons should use the women's washroom. We walked into the lavatory. As soon as the door shut behind us, Tim leaned me against the wall and started licking my ears. Meanwhile his hands started opening my silk blouse and caressing my succulent breasts. Skillfully he unclipped my bra and exposed one breast. Fondling it at first, he began lavishly licking my tit and then began sucking my pink ripe nipple. My moans of delight no longer repressed, moved him to bite on it harder. My slight pain overlooked by the immense pleasure it ignited. When he uncovered my other tit, he removed both my blouse then bra and flung them to the ground. Doing the same as he had done before to the other breast, I started licking the tit he had titillated. My body fully aroused, I yearned to feel his now bulging member in my mouth. I gently pushed him away and fell to my knees. Quickly unzipping his pants I reached in to stroke his throbbing dick. Licking my lips in anticipation, I moved his cock to the forefront so my mouth, my lips, my tongue could fully pleasure it. Starting with long strokes with my wet tongue, I began at the bottom of his shaft and moved slowly upwards. His cock grew bigger with each stroke. Generously licking all over the shaft, my tongue made its way to the swollen head of his prick. I lingered at the peak of his manhood with my moistened instrument of arousal, liberally lubricating it. Continuing on this journey of excitement, my tongue encircled his hole gently then faster over and over again, before its tip ultimately descended in his opening as deeply as it could. I sensed his intensified reaction. "MMMMMM babe, that feels great!" he vigorously confirmed. I spit on his cock. Then, as my saliva began dripping down, I fully engulfed his manhood with my warm mouth and rapidly moved up and down his soaked prick. Shortly thereafter he yelled out, "I'm going to cum." Quickly I emitted his dick and stuck out my tongue. Just in time. He quickly filled my mouth with his hot savory outpouring and then sprayed my face with the rest. My tongue licked as much off my face that it could reach, loving every driblet. Then we hungrily kissed, our tongues anxiously exploring each other's mouths. He could taste the cum, remnants of what was just experienced. "You can come out now," Tim said. Suddenly two of the stalls opened up; out walked the two men who had earlier become intimately acquainted with my body. "Suck our dicks slut," one said, and with that I bent down to do as he asked. Sucking one cock then the other, giving each full benefit of the deep sucking I loved to give and men loved to get. Moans rang out from both men as each got head better than either had ever experienced. Before I knew it one guy was lying on the floor, my hot wet cunt easily slipped down his erect prick. As I rode him, his big hands handled my huge breasts as they bounced in his face. I leaned forward and I felt another cock enter my ass. He rammed it into my tight ass as I screamed. Tim stood in front and I opened my mouth to suck on his cock, wanting to be completely filled in all my holes. Having the three cocks inside me at once and their thrusts, made feelings brew and then erupt as I had multiple orgasms more intense than I had ever had before. Tim's cum satiated my mouth while my pussy and ass had their fill by the explosive release the other two men supplied. The two men left and Tim got down between my legs to lick my cunt, the cum oozing out of my pussy down my legs. As he lapped it dry, I lay back enjoying the feel of his long tongue. "Your pussy smells and tastes so good!" he exclaimed, as he started fingering my pussy and sucking on my again swollen clit. Cumming all over his face, he laughed, "Guess you weren't done yet." Afterwards, we put our clothes back on and left the bathroom. Tim removed the sign off the door and handed it to the maitre d' on our way out. "Should I close up the restaurant now, Mr. Boyner?" the maitre d' asked. "Yes Tim," came the reply.

Chapter 2 The hardest thing for me when I was young was knowing what to call the Princess. Everybody including the King and Queen told me to refer to her as Princess but the Princess, my master, forced me to call to her Dakota. I was punished repeatedly almost every day for mixing the two up until finally, after Dakota witnessed one of my punishments, an extremely violent temper tantrum convinced the King and Queen to have me refer her as Dakota. Still though, as I think, in hearing her referred to as one and calling her another, my unspoken mind does interchange the two titles very easily. I brought Dakota’s breakfast to her bed and headed for her personal washroom to prepare a bath. Mother always tried telling me that I was becoming too royal. She said that I took the conveniences of the palace for granted one day when I began complaining about the inconsistency of the running water. Very rarely did it stop, but it did on one particular day when I wasn’t in the greatest of moods. Mother sat me down and lectured me for at least an hour on how only the richest of people in the world can afford such a convenience; I as a commoner should complain about nothing that is given to me in a royal palace. She continued lecturing that her, father, and I were even so blessed to have our own personal water heater, something the other servants had to share. As I shut the three faucets off from filling the large ceramic bowl, Dakota walked in wearing nothing. “Are you taking a bath with me today? Your hair is clumpy, you haven’t yet bathed.” “I woke up late, I’m sorry.” “Who treated you wrong for it?” she asked, perceptive that whenever I did something incorrect, the other servants always shunned me; as a girl at my rank in the palace, I should be capable of no wrong, they apparently believed. “Nobody,” I had lied. Everybody had always punished me for my faults, everybody except my own master. They knew that if they would copy my faults, they would be punished harshly yet they had never seen me punished for something of my fault without my master defending me or blaming one of them to save me. Dakota knew that I would never tell her if someone had wronged me unless I felt it undeserved. She recognized that it would only lead me to more misery if she sought out the perpetrator and reprimanded them, that I would be shunned and avoided by the very people that I relied on to achieve my job. The Princess had once fought with the King and Queen to relinquish me of my career and grant me a free life in the royal palace as her friend, but the King refused saying that I would become spoilt and lead her astray. As a servant, I would maintain my sense of responsibility and lead as a fine role model for a Princess. I personally was happier as her servant. As a freeloading friend, I would serve no purpose and would always feel out of place. As a servant, I was paid, received the benefits of being the Princess’s best friend, and lived with purpose and the constant protection of my master. With Dakota as my master, she could protect me from the King and Queen more so than if I were merely at the mercy of their grace as a general friend of the Princess. I did little to no work as it was anyways. I did keep track of Dakota’s entire life and plan every event of every day, but that was all willingly. Beside such remedial knowledge I already held, I met her with breakfast every morning out of tradition more than anything. I don’t think Dakota would trust anyone else seeing her wake in the morning. Around her I felt like a best friend and older sister, in her general proximity, I felt like her manager, and only with the other servants or mother and father, I felt like her servant. The sentries though, they treated me as either her friend or manager; that’s the way they always saw me treated by her and so they treated me as such with no need of envy or jealously. The sound from the stream of liquid being squeezed from Dakota’s vagina into the chamber pot interrupted my thought. I looked over at the now fourteen year old Princess using the bathroom in the nude. She looked back at me. “Take your clothes off, you’re bathing with me, this is a very important day and I need you more than anything; you have to be comfortable and presentable.” “They’re expecting fifteen thousand people at your swearing in today; maybe we can find us some good looking boys.” “Haha,” she shrugged, “the council won’t let any boys near me since the attempted usurp. They say that anybody who shows an interest in me is a threat to the empire.” I didn’t mean for her bring the attempted usurp up. I looked away. I think that she noticed my discomfort. “You never wake up late; did you have a really good dream this morning?” I never did wake up late. Neither did I have near the amount of fantastic dreams I often found Dakota in with the rising sun. The dream for me this morning was all but fantastic. I think it showed why the attempted usurp affected me more than it did the Princess. I was with father in my dream, as was it that distraught day. We were accompanying the King on a political venture. It was mid-day when we heard a trumpet’s horn. It was what they used to coordinate the attack. At the sound, the sentries surrounded us all and began pushing us into a near building. That’s when the arrows came, so many arrows, from all around us. Men in dark green clothes flooded our street from the alleys. My father, one of the King’s highest sentries, told me to run away, get as far away from anybody that I remembered seeing that day. I listened and obeyed; whether father or the King’s personal sentry, he’s not someone to disobey. I ran from him, the sentry’s, anybody that I recognized; the only people that I recognized were the people who worked for the King. I didn’t want to run too far so I stopped and looked back. Father saw me but ignored me, he acted like I didn’t exist; he just protected the King. That was the last time he looked at me, even though I was in his line of sight. He didn’t look to make sure that I was safe, even though he knew I was standing right there. Even when father was on the ground but still moving, he looked the other way; he knew I was watching, all he had to do was look at me and I would yell out and run to him to comfort him, anything, I knew he was going to die but he ignored me so I did nothing. The men in green attacking with swords fought long and many died, but they were too many. They killed everybody near the King. The men searched about. They looked at me for a second and then at some more of the few other commoners looking at the dead. I waited in that town for two days before over a thousand soldiers showed up; they imprisoned everybody and burned the entire village down. Such was the punishment for not being ever vigilant to protect the empire. Mother held priority to search the dead. Every male and female below the age of twenty was to be displayed to her. She was worried that they might mistake me for a boy; if I survived and changed my appearance to assimilate, they would not know what to look for. She fell to her knees when she saw me in the line and cried. I woke up then to mother shaking me half to death. I saw father die before me. Dakota was at the Royal Palace when she was escorted into her room and put under surveillance at all hours until it was deemed safe. It was not long before she figured out why she was being guarded so, and she began demanding to see the King and Queen. She received no answer. She demanded to see me. She received no answer. Then she remembered that I was with father and father was with the King. For one day she laid on her bed crying under four sentries’ eyes. Mother was sent to her. Mother could barely speak but had too. She was with the Queen when they were bombarded with arrows. The Queen was struck with two. The swordsmen came but lost. Many of the villagers fought with the sentries there. After mother told Dakota, she preferred the sentries’ silence. Dakota never saw a thing, only heard. She only witnessed the Queen asleep in a casket. The sentries and council treated her like royalty. They questioned me like a criminal. Where did they take the body? What did they do to it? How did he die? Who fought the hardest to protect him? Why didn’t they kill you? Three quarters in the year would be the time between the end of one King and the new Queen, 278 days. On her fourteenth birthday. She would be fit then. No reason for reaching to less immediate family. Everybody was a suspect in the attempted usurp. The council themselves where suspects and would have been investigated more but they readily agreed to relinquish their total power over the empire to the Princess in so reasonable amount of time. Though, even with giving her the power over the entire kingdom, they tried as hard as possible to influence her. Since the death of the King and Queen, Dakota has met nobody new and everybody she did already know was extensively investigated. When I came back into reality, Dakota was stepping into the hot soapy water. “Back from daydreaming I see.” Dakota had come to live with those terms. She respected me and sometimes found it fascinating that at the strangest of times, I would go off into tangents and leave my waking reality for another one. She had said once that I was the opposite of her in that way, I dreamed in my waking and her in her sleeping. I didn’t bother to try to explain that what I think about while awake is quite different than what she does in her sleep. I followed her comment with removing my clothes. Unlike the bathtub in the washroom between mother’s bedroom and mine, Dakota’s is one fit for a Princess. It easily fit Dakota and I with much room to spare, though in its downsizing, we were just two teenage girls. “You know when I woke up earlier with your finger in me,” she worded almost as a peculiar question, “I would have given almost anything for you to have been a boy and you just kiss me when I opened my eyes.” “Well, if I was a boy, I don’t think I would kiss you anyways because I don’t really like girls that way,” I stupidly replied. “Oh, you can make me cry in pleasure but you can’t even kiss me?” she responded sarcastically. “Kissing has emotions in it, touching is just fun.” We both knew that, we had touched each other a lot, experimenting all the time. I was suppose to know everything and teach her it all, but a lot of the time, I learned stuff from her and from what she did to me by just playing. “You better wash that hair really nice,” Dakota began setting me up, “you’ll be right next to me all day, even while I’m being crowned. Bring your head back to me and I’ll wash it.” The last sentence signaled me to question her intentions, but I was willing. I scooted between her legs with my butt locked between her ankles and leaned back dipping my hair into the water; I used my elbows for support. All I could do was stare up past the tiny bulging breasts and into the Princess’s face. Diligently, she ran the soapy water through my hair. She got it as clean as she decided upon and quickly moved her free hands to my nipples. A quick gasp mixed with an audible moan escaped my mouth. “So, you really think that mine will be this big one day.” “My breasts aren’t that big.” “I know, but there a lot bigger than mine and I don’t really want those big ones other woman have; yours are just perfect.” Her cupping hands moved back and forth over my breasts. Before I could thank her for the compliment, she let free my breast by tensing her fingers backward and began encircling my nipples with her tightened palms. I responded by rolling my eyes into the back of my head. She continued the gentle caressing for a while longer before she told me to sit up and scoot back to her. I obeyed with curiosity in what she was planning next. Before I could finish pulling back, she showed me the answer by cupping my vagina in her palm. “I don’t know how you made this morning so intense but I want to try and show you what I felt.” “Good luck, I don’t even know how I did it.” At the direct end of that sentence, I felt her index finger drive its way into my vagina. The surprise of it gave me more pleasure then I thought it would. He little finger found its way to rest at the bottom of my vagina with her knuckles holding at a mere inch from my butt hole. Slowly, with her entire finger in me, she raised it up my slit, gently pressing my vaginal tube to the side like a wave running against my body. She stopped when the finger pressed against the top, the little padding at the joining of her finger to her palm rested against my clitoris. Then I felt it pull out and up slowly as so her entire finger’s length rubbed against my pleasure nub. “I bet that you can’t make me cum without sticking your finger inside of me.” “I’ve done it before a long time ago, I know I can do it again.” “Prove it, let’s see how good the new Queen is at carrying out old ways.” That got her hyped. Dakota loved when I challenged her; so did I. Her mind would move to new heights to spite me and my mind would be blown away with her creativity. I figured that if she wanted to come close to matching what I did to her this morning, she would have to try something new. Not since we first experienced the pleasures of sticking fingers inside of ourselves, did we find masturbating so easy without such. I sat still with Dakota’s finger rubbing up and down the skin of my slit as she sat behind me deep in thought. I figured that she would play on her cumming. Either one of us seeing the other experience so much pleasure and oozing our cum onto her bed sheets would always double or triple the pleasure for the one watching. This played into the hand that masturbated the other as well, feeling another’s orgasm was simply incredible. Would she rub me as she made me finger her to her peak and hope that that would be enough? “Turn around, I got something really good and new.” I pushed myself away from her grip and turned. Dakota pushed one of her small legs under one of mine and scooted the other over my other. She slowly pulled me closer to her. It was a weird position. Was she going to kiss me maybe? I didn’t understand until my vagina spiked in sensitivity as it smooshed itself against her pulsing hot vagina. “Now we rub together.” Wow, feeling my vagina touch another was so taboo, so wrong but good. If mother had only knew that her seventeen year old daughter was pressing her shaven vaginal lips to the fourteen year old Princess’s, I don’t know, but it felt so good. Dakota began pushing up and down, left to right, just trying to find what felt best. My bulge was flaming. I stared down at the small naked body of the Princess gyrating her hips into my slit. She was staring down at my vagina with her lower teeth clamping her top lip as she moaned slightly. She worked so intently at trying to get me off. The sheer devotion she showed to me and my vaginal canal was amazingly pleasurable. My orgasm was building up fast. Dakota’s moaning almost sounded like crying as she worked so hard on me. Her moaning grew with my pleasure. She was about to explode on me. “Ooooooooh,” Dakota groaned as she jammed her hips into mine. With our two vaginas squeezed together, I could feel the little muscles inside of her shivering. She won. As her girl cum pulsed out of her vagina over my slit, I exploded with no control. Her cum was going slightly inside of me as her lips pressed mine apart. I bucked into her as I spasmed my own cum out into her slit. Dakota could not control her moaning. I grabbed the Princess and pulled her into my arms and hugged her for leverage; she returned with equal pressure on my back with her arms. Our hips pounded and vibrated into each other as our cum smeared together between. Dakota was settling down but was determined not to leave that as the finale. She pushed me back and we unraveled our legs. My body was a ragdoll to her power as I still floated down gently from my orgasm. My neck came to rest on the curling edge of the tub. Dakota sat on top of my body and began grinding her overly lubricated reproductive organ into mine. “If this turns out to be as good as I think it will be, you going to have to try it on me sometime.” Dakota pushed and humped into me. She was clearly going crazy with enjoyment. Up and down she slid her tiny heated slit into mine. She began jutting and moaning again. “I already won,” she gasped out catching a breath, “so this,” another breath, “doesn’t count.” She stuck her arm back behind her and I felt her stab her index finger into my canal. She had also pushed her thumb into her own body and search out the source of her girl cum. Her juices traveled down her thumb and journeyed over her index finger deep into my vagina. I could feel the steaming cum originating from deep inside her vagina ooze far into my body, dripping from her occupying finger. Her boiling liquid stimulated my organ deeper than I thought possible and I lost all control. My muscles clamped and sucked at Dakota’s finger. My own cum splashed into hers and our two juices were meshed into one between my hot pounding vaginal walls. Her pounding chest fell onto my body and she pressed the side of her head into mine while she gasped for air, speechless. I held no different in the ecstasy of the situation.

"Are you sure we're not lost?" Ashton adjusted his hands on the wheel, glancing over at his girlfriend, Lana. She had a slight worry in her eyes and truthfully, he didn't blame her. Not only was she seeing her parents for the first time in a year, she was hoping that they would approve of Ashton and could see how much she loved him. "Don't worry." Ashton replied, calming her with a gentle smile. "We're not lost." Lana nodded but he could tell she was still nervous. Taking notice of the road signs, he turned the wheel, sending the car down a dirt road, trees seeming to be creating a canopy over them. The road looked a little lonely, and Ashton found himself wondering how many people actually travelled out this way. Slowing the car down, he shifted his eyes toward Lana, who seemed to be taking in the scenery. "So why did you want me to meet your parents?" The question had been on his mind since yesterday. He had no problem with it, but Lana seemed very eager for it to happen. Turning to face him, she smiled. "I just want you three to get along." Ashton shrugged, supposing it was as good of an answer as any. He missed the way her smile turned mischievous then. "And if you happened to fuck me in my old bedroom, that wouldn't be so bad either." A shock went through him at her words, but he forced himself to remain composed. "Come on, baby." Lana purred, reaching a hand out to stroke down his chest. His grip tightened on the wheel as she reached his belt, moving even further down to cup his cock, encouraging it to become even harder. "Or...maybe I could play with you. My parents will stay ignorant if I'm careful enough... But would you be able to hold it together if I wrap my lips around you?" Ashton's breathing had increased as she started talking and he bucked his hips up to gain some friction. Anything other than the feather light touches she was giving him through his jeans. "If you want to have to explain to your parents why it looks like you've been fucked in the back of my car and can't walk, be my guest and keep going." Ashton said lowly, smirking at the way his girlfriend suddenly withdrew. "We're almost there anyway." He said, watching her nod. In a few minutes, they had arrived. Lana's parents rushed out to hug her and give a warm welcome. He got almost the same treatment except for the standard protective speech from her dad. It was a good few hours of talking about a wide array of topics. Sports, how they met, interests, all sorts of things. Then when it was night time, a marvelous dinner was prepared. For Ashton however, it was difficult. Lana had decided to be rather suggestive, sending him looks filled with longing and maintaining eye contact with him while she wrapped her lips around her fork, licking her lips. Ashton sent her a half hearted glare, but she shrugged it off. Her parents were none the wiser, and he was silently grateful. Finally, it was time to go to bed, and he heard Lana say goodnight to her parents from the room her father had more or less demanded that he stay in. Once he was sure that her parents were safely inside their room and out of his view, he opened the door, and walked across the hall as quietly as he could. Opening Lana's door, Ashton narrowed his eyes as he heard his girlfriend whimpering. She was sprawled out on the colorful bed, her dark hair fanned out above her. Her hand was shoved inside her panties, and her fingers quickly moved in and out of her causing her back to arch from the pleasure she was giving herself. Quickly closing the door, Ashton grabbed her hands and pinned them above her, ignoring her cry as he straddled her stomach, effectively pinning her down. "No, baby, I was so close!" Lana whined, trying to buck her hips up to get the extra friction she was craving. "I dont know if I should let you cum at all, since you've been teasing me like a little slut all day." Ashton replied, watching as her face turned desperate. "Take off your clothes." Once he let go of her, she scrambled to do so, tearing off her nightgown to reveal her gorgeous figure. Ashton took his time removing his own clothes and he could see how impatient she was. "Fine." Lana huffed, "If you won't fuck me, I'll take care of myself." Ashton grabbed her, pulling her to sit on his lap. "I'm getting there." He whispered into her ear, wrapping his arm around her waist. "Just making sure you're aware of what you're getting into." Without another word, he lifted Lana up, bringing her body down so she fell perfectly on his cock. She inhaled sharply at the feeling of finally being full, and he tightened his grip on her. Getting up, she wrapped her legs around him and he laid her back on the bed, not wasting a moments time before he began to slam into her. Her moans gradually turned into shrieks and he breathed heavily, moving a hand to cover her mouth. "Shh..." Ashton said, kissing her neck before removing his hand momentarily. He got up and positioned his girlfriend so she was on her hands and knees. Bending over her, he pushed back into her roughly, enjoying the lustful whimpers that were slipping out of her. "You like this, huh?" Ashton asked, making his thrusts a little harder than before. "How I'm fucking you inside your childhood room, where your parents could walk in at any moment? See their little girl acting like a total slut for my cock?" "Fuck! Ashton!" Lana's back arched higher than it had before, and he noticed she had been shoving her face into one of the many pillows to keep herself quiet. Ashton could feel her pussy squeezing him tightly, and he dug his fingers into her sides as his own release hit him and he came inside her with a groan, pulling out of her to lay down. Lana smiled sleepily, but looked satisfied. Before the two fell asleep, Ashton heard Lana mention something about an old treehouse her dad had made for her once. What an idea that would be.

Everybody who knew my family knew that Jessica only put up with me because I was her little brother, but deep down she hated being around me all the time. I guess I tended to get on her nerves as any typical sibling would. Last summer we took a family vacation up to the mountains for a week and all Jess talked about the whole trip was how unfair it was that she, being a 17 year old girl, had to share a room with me, a 15 year old boy. I really didn’t mind because I planned on being outside the whole trip, either riding my four-wheeler or fishing, two of the three loves in my life. The other being hot, sexy girls. A nice firm pair of tits and a round bubble butt are two qualities that I always admired in girls, well except one girl, Jess because she was my sister so she didn’t count. I remember when I first started noticing girls, I had to fight not to stare at even her when she bounced around the house in a pair of booty shorts and an almost see through white tank top with no bra underneath. It was especially nice when it was cold because her hard nipples would almost poke right through the fabric of the tank top. Enough about that. We arrived at the cabin and I immediately grabbed my fishing pole and headed down to the river. Mom yelled for me not to be late for supper as I hustled on down the path. After a few hours, and a cooler full of fish, I heard dad coming down through the brush to fish some with me before supper. Just as I reeled in another fish, I felt a push and I almost went face first down in the water. It wasn’t dad coming down the hill, it was Jessica and she was giggling at the fact that she almost pushed me in. “Don’t do that!” I told her, “I’ve got my phone and wallet on me and YOU don’t want to make me fall in and get that stuff wet.” She rolled her eyes like she usually did when I talked and said, “whatever”. “What are you doing down here anyways?” I asked her. “Nothing else to do, plus mom told me to come tell you that supper was going to be early, like right now, so come on to the house.” “Fine” I was my only response. That was not nearly enough fishing time for my first day. I left my rod and reel and my bait because I planned to come back after supper and started back up the hill towards the cabin. Jess was just ahead of me and I hadn’t noticed earlier, but she had on a pair of those black booty shorts and the way she was walking up the steep hill made half of her ass hang out of the bottom of them. I felt a tingle down in my pants as I watched her ass bounce up the hill. Before we got to the cabin my dick was rock hard. “Race you to the door!” she said, so we both took off towards the back door of the cabin. She was way ahead of me so she barely got there before me and I was running so fast I couldn’t slow down in time and the front of me met the back of her. Almost as if it was meant to happen, my erect cock pressed firmly between her ass cheeks and I know she felt it because she turned around and gave me the oddest look. With a slight jiggle of her ass, she walked on in the kitchen and I was left standing there, harder than I had ever been. Supper was boring and we ended up talking around the table until dark. Strangely, I was tired and decided to go on to bed while everyone else opted to watch tv. The little room was set up with two beds on each side and a nightstand in the middle. I stripped down to my boxers and got under the covers in my bed. As I lay there, I couldn’t help but daydream about Jessica’s ass, the way it looked hanging out of those shorts and the slight impression of her pussy that could be seen between her legs. I was full of mixed emotions because she was my sister! But I still couldn’t help my mind from wandering. As I started picturing her totally naked, my cock quickly got hard again. I wanted to pull it out and play with it and I knew I would hear footsteps if she was coming in the room. So I folded the covers down, and slid my dick through the hole in my boxers. It quickly went from being a soft penis to a nine and a half inch hard, throbbing cock. I stroked it wildly, fantasizing about my sister who was just in the other room. I had not realized how tired I was and that I was drifting off to sleep with my cock out and in my hand. I awoke to the sound of the door closing and the light turning on. Before I could move, there was Jessica, standing at the foot of my bed, while I had my big, hard cock in my hand. I covered it up quickly with the covers and she just smirked. “You think that’s the first dick I’ve seen? Don’t be so embarrassed. Gah.” She then turned the light out and got into her own bed. After a few minutes I kept hearing her bed squeak and a juicy noise here and there so I asked her what was she doing. “What the hell do you think I’m doing . . . I’m so horny, plus I masturbate just about every night before I go to bed. Are you still jacking off?” WHAT! My sister just told me she was playing with her pussy and asked me if I was jacking my cock! The sound of her asking me that almost made my cock explode. “Yea” was my only response. I heard her get up, then I felt her get into my bed. “You know, we are brother and sister, would it be wrong for us to, you know, help each other out?” “I guess not” I said. With that, she slid her shorts and tank top off and the next thing I felt was as close to heaven as I had ever been. Her firm 36-c breasts pressed up against me as she took my hand off of my cock and put it between her legs. Up until this point I had only made out with a girl so this was all new to me. I stuck my finger in her hot, wet pussy and began to wiggle it around and pull it in and out. I found her tits with my mouth and licked her puffy nipples while she wrapped her hand around my cock and stroked it up and down. I could feel my cock throbbing in her hand as she jerked it and she began to moan a little as I was learning how to play with her pussy. Just as I was really starting to enjoy her tits pressed up against my face, she pulled them away and I thought I had done something wrong. To my surprise, she climbed up on top of me and sat her warm, wet, and shaved pussy right on top of my hard erection and slid it back and forth until I thought I would blow a load all over my stomach. She bent down and pressed her bare breasts against my chest and licked my face playfully. She whispered “You know you have a really big dick don’t you… and you know I want it inside me… but I know you don’t have a condom.” I slyly whispered back “oh yes I do.” “Well put it on stupid!” she said. I reached down into my backpack, because I was always prepared, and pulled out a rubber, which I was so glad I had! She wanted to put it on me and I couldn’t argue. She slid down between my legs and opened the condom and said “First I need to have a little fun with you.” The next thing I felt was her grab my shaft and shove the bulging head of my cock in her hot little mouth and roll her tongue all around it. I almost jumped through the roof the pleasure was so intense. Then she began to slide the whole shaft in her mouth inch by inch until she had the whole thing inside of her and I could feel the head of it pressing the back of her throat. She gagged a little and let it slide back out as she giggled. She deep throated my hard dick for a while longer and then put the condom on for me. She got up on top of me, straddled my huge rod, and sat down on it. For the first time, I experienced the feeling of the warmness and tightness of the inside of a girl’s vagina. She grinded back and forth and moaned so faintly and I could tell that she was enjoying my dick, all of it. She grinded faster until I thought the bed would and let out a long lasting sigh and layed on top of me, my throbbing cock still inside of her. “Did you just have an orgasm?” I asked her, and she replied, “Wouldn’t you like to know.” But I knew she had. “Now it’s your turn, let’s see how long you can last.” With that she sat back up and this time, instead of grinding on my cock she started raising her ass up and slamming it down on top of me. I could feel every inch of me sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Her firm ass bounced against my legs and she reached back and played with my balls with she rode up and down. Her perfectly round tits bounced in a circular motion and I reached up and grabbed one while she fucked fell down on my dick over and over again. “Tell me when you’re about to cum” she said while breathing heavily. I was almost at that point but her hot pussy felt so good I wanted to make it last for as long as I could. Plus, I figured if I could make Jessica like fucking me, then she would want to do it again soon. She leaned down and pressed her tits into my chest and the only thing moving was her ass up and down and I couldn’t take it any longer. “I’m about to cum Jess” I said in a low voice. She pulled my cock out, pulled the condom off and began to jack it off. She stroked for about thirty seconds and I could feel the head swelling up and my veins bulging out on my cock. I had never been this hard or felt this kind of pleasure and I knew I wanted more of it. “Here it is” I said just before I shot a hot load of cum. I felt Jess put her mouth over the head of my dick as it shot wad after wad of cum down her throat. After that, she patted me on the stomach and tip toed over to her bed, climbed under the covers and went to sleep. I was too excited to sleep but tried to anyways. This was only day one of our mountain vacation. TBC.

Drama Reheasal. It all started at a Drama rehearsal. Me and Tommy were both 14 and hadn't had any action with girls, and were very horny. Tommy was 5 5" well built and very ripped, he has brown hair and blue eyes . I was 5 4", skinny, black hair and brown eyes. As we were sent into the room we began to laugh and not really do much learning. We joked around a bit with the water fountain spilling water on each other, soon enough our shirts were both very wet and Tommy's clung to his abs, defining all 6 of them. water slowly dripped onto the floor. This was the first time i had properly been turned on by a boy, i was horny and young and this whole sensual experience really made me horny. As tommy lifted his shirt to dry his abs i felt a bulge slowly grow in my trousers. Luckily i had some tight black school trousers on so tommy didn't notice. Even though he didn't notice, i did; soon enough we began to rehearse again and my cock was pounding against my trousers wanting to break free. I took one little look at tommy's defined, toned body and excused myself to the toilet. I swung the toilet door open and slammed into the toilet, locking it behind me. as i ripped some toilet paper from the stall with one hand, with the other i grabbed my trouser zip, undid my trousers and let my 4.5” cock loose. A small shiver ran up my spine as I tickled the tip of my cock. Whilst tickling my balls I pounded out a wank whilst thinking of tommy. As my hand rammed up and down on my hard veiny cock, images of tommy drying his sexy abs ran through my head. Oh how I wanted to kiss his body. Soon I was ready to come and this only made me rub faster and harder. Then I exploded with hot cum, it dribbled down my shirt and rested on my balls. I quickly used the toilet paper I had grabbed earlier to clean up, then I ran back (making sure I wasn't suspiciously long in the toilet). When I got back to tommy we got called into the main drama studio, we had a talk with the drama teacher and I could see tommy eyeing my crotch. I stopped. Had I left some stain marks on my trousers? In panic I stroked my calming dick and felt a wet patch. Shit. I quickly rubbed it off then left along with tommy. As we were walking back tommy said, “what was that on your trousers John” “Errmm... it was some water from earlier” I stated still nervous, “oh okay, see you next week then!” he shouted as he ran to his mum's car. As he ran his firm ass wiggled in his tight trousers. My cock began to peak again so I covered it with my script and caught the bus home. Finally, a start. That night and for the rest of the week I had at least three wanks a night, each one was as massively pleasing as the next. Each one I thought of tommy whilst pounding my self. That week I had trouble in school because I wasn't focused, I had him on my mind. Throughout the days leading up to the next saturday rehearsal I thought about him even more, and had decided I was going to make a move. That saturday I gave him a hug when I saw him (surprised as he was) and I felt his hot body wrap around mine, this only turned me on so I had to pull away before he noticed. Again this week we were sent into the side room to rehearse our bit for the show. After a bit of script learning I decided to make my move. I began to push about (play fighting) and he did the same back, soon we were battling for power on top of each other, our body's wrapped around each other. As we kept fighting I felt my cock rub against his, and in turn his cock then grew into my leg. Suddenly Tommy stopped sat down on a chair and hid his erection. I too had a raging boner, so I sat down next to him and began to rub sensuously up and down his leg. At first he began to resist but slowly and surley I could tell he was beginning to enjoy it. He then got up and walked over to the wall practically ignoring me. At first I was a bit sad but then he said, “Fuck me these rehearsals are tense, you know with the script learning and all” “okay” I replied, “What?” he said confused, “I'l fuck you” I said confidently, suddenly thoughts shot through my head, had I taken it too far, what if he told every one I was gay and then I would be bullied. Oh God, what have I done! “Go on then” he said. Oh my god. For a moment I thought I was in heaven. I slowly advanced at him, delighted that I would finally have the chance to feel his firm ass. I began to slowly grind on his ass; my cock rubbing up and down his crack. It felt so good, I could only imagine what it would be like to do this naked. I hoped I would get the chance. I began to thump harder, thrusting my hard restrained cock into his clothed ass. My cock was getting hotter and hotter but I didn’t want to finish. Not yet anyway. So I asked him to try it on my now. We switched around and he grabbed onto my inner thighs, his arms stretching around my waist. This gave him more strength and ultimately made him pump my ass harder and faster. Tingly feelings spread around my body as began to fondle my crotch area whilst he pumped my ass hard. Mmmmm I was in heaven. Suddenly he span me around, and kissed me, shoving his tongue down my throat as we swirled saliva; then he began to fondle my crotch with one hand and my ass with the other. I in turn did the same, all the while our tongues fixed together. When we broke from the kiss, I asked if he wanted to go into the toilets as I was ready to cum. He said yes. I grabbed his hand and led him into the toilets, slamming the door behind me I locked us in a stand. He kissed me briefly on the lips then began to unzip my trousers. Soon my cock leapt out into the palm of Tommy's hand which sent a hotness swirling though my veins. He stared deeply into my eyes and began to tug. His hand rubbed backwards and forward, twisting and pulling; I felt like I was dead and had come to paradise. Then my balls grew hot and I knew I was about to cum. Abruptly my hot boy juice shot into his hand, again and again; each shot a little smaller than the last. It was and has been the best orgasm I have ever had. Sensuously Tommy unzipped his trousers (with the clean hand) and let his 6” cock spring out. His balls were larger than mine and his pubes were a luscious dark black. He then slathered the remaining my cum onto his dick and told me to taste my own cum. I was shocked, but I was to in love with his large veiny cock to say no. I slowly got to my knees and kissed his tip; I received a low moan. I began to slowly suck down, I was surprised at how natural his cock felt swirling around in my mouth, enclosed by my tongue. I started bobbing my head quicker and quicker until soon he began to moan loudly and shouted “mmmmm please, keep going, ohhh yeaaahhh”. With this I removed my head and licked up from his balls all the way up to his head. With a loud moan he shot into my mouth. My first taste of cum. It was different, salty yet sweet. I swallowed it so not to spoil the moment then got up kissed him slowly and left. The following week my friend Luke asked if I wanted to come over to his house, I asked if I could bring my other friend too, Tommy. He said yes. Tell me if you liked this story as I have another two parts to follow it. I'm just glad to finally let you enjoy an experience I greatly enjoyed. Leave comments and reviews and be sure to let me know if you want me to keep the trilogy going. Thanks and hope you had a nice read!

The pool party was still raging on as the afternoon settled into an unforgivable fit of heat. Slip ‘n Slides were strewn out here and there down the hill, the pool, although heavily used, was being fed gallon after gallon of water through a hose that hadn’t been turned off at all for the last three hours. The ages spanned from infant to adult as my parents worked their asses off to keep the kids going. I don’t know most the kids here; maybe I shouldn’t have said to bring a friend in the invite. At this time, the amount of strangers heavily standing over me around the pool isn’t my biggest worry. With all the water circulating and flying around, I have the sudden urge to take a piss. I decide to stash the urge away and forget about if for a little while. I’m almost ready to get back in the pool with my best friends Kaleb and Cindy, but the sudden rush of agonizing ecstasy that the piss is creating on me is too much. “Uh,” I say and pull away. I rush to the back of the house and through the garage until I hit the back yard. I look around at my backyard. A smaller hill stands shrouded by trees where we once kept dogs fenced in; a small room built separate from the house is covered in screens for windows instead of glass and an open doorway, and grass makes up the rest before you hit the wooded area that surrounds us. I listen for someone around, but hear nothing. Standing in a small plot of dirt, I walk forward and start to turn to the knob on a door—which, I might add, is built into a fairly large screened wall. Then I hear it: The shuffling of feet. A whisper sounds and a small laugh. I inch my way forward to see who’s there and see the tips of toes. Leaning into the screen, I look over and see a hand reach into a pair of swim trunks and pull out a penis. It’s small, about two and a half inches, and rather lean and skinny. Whoever’s it is is cut. The boy shakes it in his hand for a moment and giggles. Then I hear a rip and fall. The screen tore on me and sends me tumbling through the breakable wall into the grass. The boy gasps and turns to run away, but I tell him to stop. “Why?” He turns back and looks. With black hair falling around his neck and piercing green eyes, I know this boy from somewhere. He’s only two years younger than I. He wears only lime green swim trunks, and for a thirteen year old, he’s rather skinny. No bones peak through his skin, nor does any trace of muscle or fat threaten to be there. He’s just as lean as his penis is. “Weren’t you going to pee?” He nods his head. “I don’t know if I need to now.” “Why not?” “I don’t like peeing in front of strangers,” he says. “I don’t even know who you are.” I laugh and pick myself up. “Well, my name is Colin. I’m fifteen years old and this is my house. As you can see we pretty much have the same body type, but I have short blond hair and blue eyes. Know me now?” He shrugs his shoulders, “I know you well enough, I guess.” I nod my head. “Well, then. I have to take a piss, so you can do what you want.” I reach into my shorts and pull out my flaccid, three-inch penis. Looking at myself for a moment, I think about his and notice the differences. I’m slightly longer, and much thicker, and a little darker. I’m uncircumcised, and if I pull back my foreskin my head will be a slightly paler pink than his. Piss runs slowly from the tip of my cock as I start to due my business. I look over at him and catch him stealing a glance at my member. Then he blushes and looks into the direction I’m aiming for and goes for it. Then he does something I’ve never seen a person do before. He lifts his penis up and bends it backwards; the piss from his cock soars back and runs over his chest. He smiles and closes his eyes. “Um, what are you…” He jumps and lets go of his cock. It stands almost erect looking as he pisses, then he grabs it and pinches the flow from continuing. His face reads discomfort. “I don’t…” “You like pee on you?” He blushes and turns away nodding. Curiosity sparks my imagination and I pinch my own flow. “Like, if I randomly piss on you you’d like it?” “I don’t know,” he says. “Never happened before.” I turn and let go; my piss flies through the air and hits his bare stomach. He giggles and watches it hit him then blushes even harder and pulls away. “Stop it or I’ll drown you!” “Drown me,” I have just enough time to say when he hits me square in the chin with his own piss. Some of it touches my lips and escapes into my mouth where I choke and pull back. Wiping my face, I look at him with irritation. “What the hell was that for?” “I didn’t mean it,” he says throwing his hands in the air. “Promise.” Still tasting his pee in my mouth, I spit onto the ground until I realize that I kind of liked that—getting peed on, not the shit in your mouth, I think to myself. Then I realize neither of us is peeing anymore, we’re just standing with our dicks hanging off our waistbands. “Well, I have to go,” the boy says and turns away. “Wait,” I yell back at him. “What’s your name?” “Roger.” He keeps walking. I rush forward and put my hands on his shoulders. “Do you want to take a walk with me?” I smile. “You’re not mad?” “No.” “Isn’t this your birthday party, Colin,” he says back. “Shouldn’t you stay?” I shake my head. “I’ll do whatever I want.” “Okay,” he says and follows me to the edge of the woods. I search for the small opening I sometimes go into and lead him through. When we stand surrounded by trees, we venture down a rarely traveled path. I look over at him. “So, Roger, how did you manage to come here? I don’t remember sending you an invite.” “My dad is a friend with yours.” Twigs and leaves make cracking sounds as his bare feet steps over them. He holds his hands in his pockets and stares at the earth. “He brought me along.” With that, I recognize him. He’s been over a time or two, but never for too long. Not long enough for either of us to learn the other’s name, that’s for sure. He was in my room once; my mom brought him in to show him a car I collect because at the time he did it too. I was just pulling my boxer’s over my butt when they startled me. I had just gotten out of the shower. “Benny,” I say back to him, “or Gabe?” “Gabe,” he answer. Together we walk for at least twenty minutes making small conversation when he tugs on my arm. “Hey,” he says, “I have to pee. I’ll be back.” “Okay,” I answer and walk over to a tree as thick as my arms are when stretched. I hunker down on the ground feeling leaves burrow into the legs of my swim trunks and try to fish them out. Ahead of me, Roger paces looking for a place to do his business. Watching him, I cross my legs when I feel a sudden sensation build below my waist. Instinctively, my hand covers over my crotch, and three of my fingers slowly start to fondle my half-erect penis beneath the fabric. Roger finally picks a spot and takes the courtesy of turning away from me, but the thought of what we did earlier makes me go crazy. Suddenly, my fifteen-year-old cock has grown to a little over five inches and is throbbing. I’m not one to masturbate, but I have to this time. It’s been, like, two weeks! I need to blow. And without thinking, I pull myself from my shorts and start stroking. “Whoa,” he says and stumbles back. “What are you…?” “I don’t,” I start to say, and then I shake my head. No, I’m gonna tell the truth. “Jacking off,” I say to him instead. “You ever do this.” He rocks back on the balls of his feet and says shyly, “Sometimes when I’m really, really upset it makes me feel better. But dad says it’s not a good thing to do, so I try not to.” “I don’t do it often,” I admit and pull down to expose my head. “But when I do it makes me feel better, too. Like, right now. But I can stop if you want me too.” I go to put it back into my pants. He throws his hands into the air, “No!” “Why the excited, ‘No?’” I smirk jokingly. He shrugs his shoulders, “Because you don’t have to do things for me.” Then I take a leap and see where it gets me. “You can,” I draw out the “can” before saying quickly, “join me if you want.” He just looks at me with this shy face that looks extremely cute. And for the first time today, I’m venturing into a part of sexuality that I never even imagined. His eyes skim down my body and stop at my cock. I start to stroke slowly, squeezing my head each time I pull up to darken the pink. “I think I’ll go back,” he says, but doesn’t move. Instead, he walks forward and slides down to sit besides me. “At least, I’ll get around to going back.” “You gonna jack,” I ask. He shakes his head and leans back into the bark of the tree. “I’m not really in the mood,” he says. “I’m not upset.” “No?” “No.” “Have you ever seen another guy’s penis before, Roger?” “No,” he says back. “Yours is my first. Have you?” “Plenty, but it’s always been in the locker room after sports at school. And only for like, a second.” “Nice.” Stroking myself, I stare at my cock for a few seconds before looking back up at him. Though his face is slightly tilted up towards the sky, his eyes peer down at my cock. “You want to touch it,” I say. He shakes his head as his cheeks flood with color. “No!” “You sure?” “I’m not gay, Colin.” “Then why the hell are you staring at my cock?” “Because there’s nothing better to stare at,” he answers, chest suddenly rising and falling like he’s out of breath. I laugh. “Then touch it. I dare you.” “No,” he says back. I put it away and sigh. Inside my pants, my cock continues to throb. In my peripheral vision, I see his eyes eyeing my shorts. I make my cock jump a few times. His fingers twitch on the ground. With my right hand, I pull my cock back out with the head hidden by foreskin. The other hand reaches and grabs Roger’s. “What are you,” he starts to say but falls quiet. I don’t have to make his fingers wrap around my shaft and grip me; he does it on his own. “I’ve never touched a guy before,” he blushes even harder. “Just jack me how you jack yourself,” I say to him and close my eyes. “I don’t know if you’ll like it,” he answers. Reopening my eyes, I stare down at his hand. I push my pants away exposing my thighs and, with my left hand, grip my balls and tug them up. Then the other wraps around Colin’s hand and eases it down. When my head becomes exposed, he gasps. For at least a minute, almost as if we’re some couple in a movie, I teach him how to stroke me. I glance over at his cock seeing no signs of enjoyment under his short. I let go of his hand, he continues, and I slide mine into the waistband of his jeans. He doesn’t stop me. Flaccid, I pull his cock out and play with it until he suddenly has a full hard-on. He almost reaches my length, but is still pretty thin. I stroke him, and he strokes me, and in no time we got a system going on that fits up pretty well. Then he smacks my hand away and says, “Stop!” “Why,” I ask. “Because, I’m gonna cum.” “That’s the point.” He pushes himself to his feet and stands over me. I grab my now handless cock and start to stroke. “You’re gonna cum on me?” “I peed on you, so why not cum?” “Go for it,” I say. And he does. Then I smack his hand away and grab his cock. Pulling, he takes his steps until he’s literally about five inches from my face. I stroke him roughly to create a fast orgasm and he doesn’t let me regret it. He starts to moan really loud then grunts as one rope shoots forward and hits my neck. I feel it drizzle down. The rest of his cum just spews out gently over my hand as I barely stroke his cock. I look up at him and notice his breathing is even harder. Sweat covers his face and his cheeks shine like crimson. “I’m not done,” I say and lean forward. My lips touch the tip of his dick, and he squeals.

Standing in front of you I reach out and place my hands on your hips, pulling you closer to me, you put your arms around my neck and give me a smile. Leaning forward we begin kissing, as we do my hands run across your back and down to your butt, with a slight squeeze I pull you tighter against me, and I back towards a large chair in the room. As I sit, you climb on top of me. Straddling me we continue to kiss. My hands run slowly under your dress and up your outer thighs until they come to the trim of your underwear. I slip my hands under the trim and inside your underwear. My hands are on your butt and your bare skin is warm and soft, the feeling excites me and I stand. Your legs wrapped around me, I’m holding you and we continue kissing. Pausing, I undo the buttons on your shirt and pull it off. You help me off with my shirt and remove your bra. Looking at your breasts I pull you to me and your they push against my chest and we start kissing again. My hands once again find your waist and this time I begin easing your skirt down. As it works its way past your hips, it falls to the ground. Turning you away from me I start kissing your neck and my hands slowly make their way up, across your belly and eventually come to rest cupping your breasts. Still kissing your neck my hands softly rub your nipples and as I do you let out a soft moan. My right hand then begins to slide down your side, back across your belly, slowly over your lower abdomen and comes to rest between your legs. Still covered by your underwear I softly rub your pussy and begin to ever so slightly apply a bit more pressure. Your arm reaches back and your hand pulls against the back of my neck. Letting out a slightly more audible moan your head pushes back against my chest. Making our way to the bed, I sit you on the edge and kneel in front of you. My hands reach out gripping your underwear at the waist and I ease them down, over your hips, down past your thighs, over your knees and slip them off your feet. My hands come to rest on your knees, and I pause looking up at you. You smile and lean forward and kiss me. As you do my hands push your legs apart. We separate slightly and I position myself between your legs and then softly kiss your inner-thigh. Three kisses and with each one I work my way closer to your pussy. Moving to the other leg I repeat. Three soft and slow kisses on the inner-thigh with each one getting closer and closer. I feel your pussy press against my check and as I do I turn toward you and my lips brush yours. I start softly kissing your pussy and using my tongue I spread it open exposing your clit. I lick it with my tongue up and down slowly, sometimes flicking it with my tongue. You rest back on your elbows. As I continue, my left hand makes it way up to your breast. I squeeze it slightly, and then, not too hard, I pinch and pull at your nipple. At the same time with my right hand I slip two fingers into your pussy. Softly prodding around, I know when I have found what I am looking for when you let out a very audible moan and one of your hands reaches behind my head and pulls it toward you. You grind your pussy against my mouth, and fall back flat on the bed. I continue rubbing at that spot inside you and pinching slightly at your nipple, but now I start sucking your clit in and out of my mouth. You moan louder and it is apparent the moment has cum. Your back arches, your hips raise up off the bed, your muscles tighten and then the spasm of your orgasm begins. It’s almost like you’re trying to get away from me, I keep sucking your clit, rubbing that spot inside you and massaging your breast until you cum to a rest. For just a moment I stand at the edge of the bed and take you in as you lay there naked and spread out before me. Admiring your curves and smooth, silky skin, I crawl on the bed straddling you, kissing your neck and chest. You start to sit up and as you do I stand up next to the bed. You slide off the edge of the bed and to the floor kneeling on the floor in front of me, you undo my pants and pull them and my underwear off. Still excited from bringing you to orgasm and taking in your naked body. You take my cock in your hand. Your hands are warm and your touch is soft and as you stroke me up and down urging me to get harder. You then lean forward kissing the head of my cock, and then take it into your mouth. Watching as you suck it in and out of your mouth, I get more and more excited, and harder and harder. You begin taking it deeper and deeper in. It’s almost too much. I reach forward grabbing the back of your head, I push forward with my hips trying to get deeper. As I do the feeling is unexplainable and I nearly cum. Pulling out and away, I help you to your feet, turn you away from me and push you over the edge of the bed. Wanting to feel inside you so bad I step in behind you and I take my cock, and I slide it up and down your pussy. It’s warm and wet, and I can’t wait any longer. You lean back against me and I slide into you. Watching it slip deep into you, hearing you moan, seeing you your ass sticking in the air, the curves of your body and arch in your back is practically too much and I damn near lose it. I grab you by the hips and pull you back against me. Not wanting to cum yet I hold you still until the feeling subsides. After just a moment, and grateful for your patience, I draw my dick out to where the head is just inside you and I thrust forward. Doing so makes a slap sound as my pelvis slaps against your butt. I do that again, then again picking up pace until once again the feeling is back. No, still not yet. I pull out, push you to your side and climb on top of you. Then turning you on your back, I kneel between your legs, grab you by your hips and pull you to me. My cock slides back into you, and I lift you up to me. You wrap your arms around my neck and your legs around my body. Looking into one another’s eyes, you slowly pull your hips away from me and then slowly push them back to me. As you do my dick slides in and out of you, oh so slow. The feeling is amazing and you keep going sliding your pussy up and down my dick as we look into each other’s eyes. Not able to wait any longer I lean forward, and remaining inside you, I place you back on the bed and I lay on top of you. You wrap your legs around me and I run my hands under you and grasp your butt, tight. I push deep into you. As I do my pelvis grinds against your clit and you moan out just a bit. Wanting so bad to bring you to orgasm once more, but fearful I am not going to make it, your grip around my neck tightens and your body stiffens. The timing couldn’t be more perfect. I thrust into you hard and deep. Grinding against you, your pussy tightens around my cock as you begin to cum and that is all I can take. Everything tenses as I release inside you. Still inside you I lay on top of you taking in every spine tingling moment. The feeling of your breasts against my chest, the soft touch of your skin against my body, the warmth I feel all over. Just wishing that it will never end.

Everybody who knew my family knew that Jessica only put up with me because I was her little brother, but deep down she hated being around me all the time. I guess I tended to get on her nerves as any typical sibling would. Last summer we took a family vacation up to the mountains for a week and all Jess talked about the whole trip was how unfair it was that she, being a 17 year old girl, had to share a room with me, a 15 year old boy. I really didn’t mind because I planned on being outside the whole trip, either riding my four-wheeler or fishing, two of the three loves in my life. The other being hot, sexy girls. A nice firm pair of tits and a round bubble butt are two qualities that I always admired in girls, well except one girl, Jess because she was my sister so she didn’t count. I remember when I first started noticing girls, I had to fight not to stare at even her when she bounced around the house in a pair of booty shorts and an almost see through white tank top with no bra underneath. It was especially nice when it was cold because her hard nipples would almost poke right through the fabric of the tank top. Enough about that. We arrived at the cabin and I immediately grabbed my fishing pole and headed down to the river. Mom yelled for me not to be late for supper as I hustled on down the path. After a few hours, and a cooler full of fish, I heard dad coming down through the brush to fish some with me before supper. Just as I reeled in another fish, I felt a push and I almost went face first down in the water. It wasn’t dad coming down the hill, it was Jessica and she was giggling at the fact that she almost pushed me in. “Don’t do that!” I told her, “I’ve got my phone and wallet on me and YOU don’t want to make me fall in and get that stuff wet.” She rolled her eyes like she usually did when I talked and said, “whatever”. “What are you doing down here anyways?” I asked her. “Nothing else to do, plus mom told me to come tell you that supper was going to be early, like right now, so come on to the house.” “Fine” I was my only response. That was not nearly enough fishing time for my first day. I left my rod and reel and my bait because I planned to come back after supper and started back up the hill towards the cabin. Jess was just ahead of me and I hadn’t noticed earlier, but she had on a pair of those black booty shorts and the way she was walking up the steep hill made half of her ass hang out of the bottom of them. I felt a tingle down in my pants as I watched her ass bounce up the hill. Before we got to the cabin my dick was rock hard. “Race you to the door!” she said, so we both took off towards the back door of the cabin. She was way ahead of me so she barely got there before me and I was running so fast I couldn’t slow down in time and the front of me met the back of her. Almost as if it was meant to happen, my erect cock pressed firmly between her ass cheeks and I know she felt it because she turned around and gave me the oddest look. With a slight jiggle of her ass, she walked on in the kitchen and I was left standing there, harder than I had ever been. Supper was boring and we ended up talking around the table until dark. Strangely, I was tired and decided to go on to bed while everyone else opted to watch tv. The little room was set up with two beds on each side and a nightstand in the middle. I stripped down to my boxers and got under the covers in my bed. As I lay there, I couldn’t help but daydream about Jessica’s ass, the way it looked hanging out of those shorts and the slight impression of her pussy that could be seen between her legs. I was full of mixed emotions because she was my sister! But I still couldn’t help my mind from wandering. As I started picturing her totally naked, my cock quickly got hard again. I wanted to pull it out and play with it and I knew I would hear footsteps if she was coming in the room. So I folded the covers down, and slid my dick through the hole in my boxers. It quickly went from being a soft penis to a nine and a half inch hard, throbbing cock. I stroked it wildly, fantasizing about my sister who was just in the other room. I had not realized how tired I was and that I was drifting off to sleep with my cock out and in my hand. I awoke to the sound of the door closing and the light turning on. Before I could move, there was Jessica, standing at the foot of my bed, while I had my big, hard cock in my hand. I covered it up quickly with the covers and she just smirked. “You think that’s the first dick I’ve seen? Don’t be so embarrassed. Gah.” She then turned the light out and got into her own bed. After a few minutes I kept hearing her bed squeak and a juicy noise here and there so I asked her what was she doing. “What the hell do you think I’m doing . . . I’m so horny, plus I masturbate just about every night before I go to bed. Are you still jacking off?” WHAT! My sister just told me she was playing with her pussy and asked me if I was jacking my cock! The sound of her asking me that almost made my cock explode. “Yea” was my only response. I heard her get up, then I felt her get into my bed. “You know, we are brother and sister, would it be wrong for us to, you know, help each other out?” “I guess not” I said. With that, she slid her shorts and tank top off and the next thing I felt was as close to heaven as I had ever been. Her firm 36-c breasts pressed up against me as she took my hand off of my cock and put it between her legs. Up until this point I had only made out with a girl so this was all new to me. I stuck my finger in her hot, wet pussy and began to wiggle it around and pull it in and out. I found her tits with my mouth and licked her puffy nipples while she wrapped her hand around my cock and stroked it up and down. I could feel my cock throbbing in her hand as she jerked it and she began to moan a little as I was learning how to play with her pussy. Just as I was really starting to enjoy her tits pressed up against my face, she pulled them away and I thought I had done something wrong. To my surprise, she climbed up on top of me and sat her warm, wet, and shaved pussy right on top of my hard erection and slid it back and forth until I thought I would blow a load all over my stomach. She bent down and pressed her bare breasts against my chest and licked my face playfully. She whispered “You know you have a really big dick don’t you… and you know I want it inside me… but I know you don’t have a condom.” I slyly whispered back “oh yes I do.” “Well put it on stupid!” she said. I reached down into my backpack, because I was always prepared, and pulled out a rubber, which I was so glad I had! She wanted to put it on me and I couldn’t argue. She slid down between my legs and opened the condom and said “First I need to have a little fun with you.” The next thing I felt was her grab my shaft and shove the bulging head of my cock in her hot little mouth and roll her tongue all around it. I almost jumped through the roof the pleasure was so intense. Then she began to slide the whole shaft in her mouth inch by inch until she had the whole thing inside of her and I could feel the head of it pressing the back of her throat. She gagged a little and let it slide back out as she giggled. She deep throated my hard dick for a while longer and then put the condom on for me. She got up on top of me, straddled my huge rod, and sat down on it. For the first time, I experienced the feeling of the warmness and tightness of the inside of a girl’s vagina. She grinded back and forth and moaned so faintly and I could tell that she was enjoying my dick, all of it. She grinded faster until I thought the bed would and let out a long lasting sigh and layed on top of me, my throbbing cock still inside of her. “Did you just have an orgasm?” I asked her, and she replied, “Wouldn’t you like to know.” But I knew she had. “Now it’s your turn, let’s see how long you can last.” With that she sat back up and this time, instead of grinding on my cock she started raising her ass up and slamming it down on top of me. I could feel every inch of me sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Her firm ass bounced against my legs and she reached back and played with my balls with she rode up and down. Her perfectly round tits bounced in a circular motion and I reached up and grabbed one while she fucked fell down on my dick over and over again. “Tell me when you’re about to cum” she said while breathing heavily. I was almost at that point but her hot pussy felt so good I wanted to make it last for as long as I could. Plus, I figured if I could make Jessica like fucking me, then she would want to do it again soon. She leaned down and pressed her tits into my chest and the only thing moving was her ass up and down and I couldn’t take it any longer. “I’m about to cum Jess” I said in a low voice. She pulled my cock out, pulled the condom off and began to jack it off. She stroked for about thirty seconds and I could feel the head swelling up and my veins bulging out on my cock. I had never been this hard or felt this kind of pleasure and I knew I wanted more of it. “Here it is” I said just before I shot a hot load of cum. I felt Jess put her mouth over the head of my dick as it shot wad after wad of cum down her throat. After that, she patted me on the stomach and tip toed over to her bed, climbed under the covers and went to sleep. I was too excited to sleep but tried to anyways. This was only day one of our mountain vacation. TBC.

The pool party was still raging on as the afternoon settled into an unforgivable fit of heat. Slip ‘n Slides were strewn out here and there down the hill, the pool, although heavily used, was being fed gallon after gallon of water through a hose that hadn’t been turned off at all for the last three hours. The ages spanned from infant to adult as my parents worked their asses off to keep the kids going. I don’t know most the kids here; maybe I shouldn’t have said to bring a friend in the invite. At this time, the amount of strangers heavily standing over me around the pool isn’t my biggest worry. With all the water circulating and flying around, I have the sudden urge to take a piss. I decide to stash the urge away and forget about if for a little while. I’m almost ready to get back in the pool with my best friends Kaleb and Cindy, but the sudden rush of agonizing ecstasy that the piss is creating on me is too much. “Uh,” I say and pull away. I rush to the back of the house and through the garage until I hit the back yard. I look around at my backyard. A smaller hill stands shrouded by trees where we once kept dogs fenced in; a small room built separate from the house is covered in screens for windows instead of glass and an open doorway, and grass makes up the rest before you hit the wooded area that surrounds us. I listen for someone around, but hear nothing. Standing in a small plot of dirt, I walk forward and start to turn to the knob on a door—which, I might add, is built into a fairly large screened wall. Then I hear it: The shuffling of feet. A whisper sounds and a small laugh. I inch my way forward to see who’s there and see the tips of toes. Leaning into the screen, I look over and see a hand reach into a pair of swim trunks and pull out a penis. It’s small, about two and a half inches, and rather lean and skinny. Whoever’s it is is cut. The boy shakes it in his hand for a moment and giggles. Then I hear a rip and fall. The screen tore on me and sends me tumbling through the breakable wall into the grass. The boy gasps and turns to run away, but I tell him to stop. “Why?” He turns back and looks. With black hair falling around his neck and piercing green eyes, I know this boy from somewhere. He’s only two years younger than I. He wears only lime green swim trunks, and for a thirteen year old, he’s rather skinny. No bones peak through his skin, nor does any trace of muscle or fat threaten to be there. He’s just as lean as his penis is. “Weren’t you going to pee?” He nods his head. “I don’t know if I need to now.” “Why not?” “I don’t like peeing in front of strangers,” he says. “I don’t even know who you are.” I laugh and pick myself up. “Well, my name is Colin. I’m fifteen years old and this is my house. As you can see we pretty much have the same body type, but I have short blond hair and blue eyes. Know me now?” He shrugs his shoulders, “I know you well enough, I guess.” I nod my head. “Well, then. I have to take a piss, so you can do what you want.” I reach into my shorts and pull out my flaccid, three-inch penis. Looking at myself for a moment, I think about his and notice the differences. I’m slightly longer, and much thicker, and a little darker. I’m uncircumcised, and if I pull back my foreskin my head will be a slightly paler pink than his. Piss runs slowly from the tip of my cock as I start to due my business. I look over at him and catch him stealing a glance at my member. Then he blushes and looks into the direction I’m aiming for and goes for it. Then he does something I’ve never seen a person do before. He lifts his penis up and bends it backwards; the piss from his cock soars back and runs over his chest. He smiles and closes his eyes. “Um, what are you…” He jumps and lets go of his cock. It stands almost erect looking as he pisses, then he grabs it and pinches the flow from continuing. His face reads discomfort. “I don’t…” “You like pee on you?” He blushes and turns away nodding. Curiosity sparks my imagination and I pinch my own flow. “Like, if I randomly piss on you you’d like it?” “I don’t know,” he says. “Never happened before.” I turn and let go; my piss flies through the air and hits his bare stomach. He giggles and watches it hit him then blushes even harder and pulls away. “Stop it or I’ll drown you!” “Drown me,” I have just enough time to say when he hits me square in the chin with his own piss. Some of it touches my lips and escapes into my mouth where I choke and pull back. Wiping my face, I look at him with irritation. “What the hell was that for?” “I didn’t mean it,” he says throwing his hands in the air. “Promise.” Still tasting his pee in my mouth, I spit onto the ground until I realize that I kind of liked that—getting peed on, not the shit in your mouth, I think to myself. Then I realize neither of us is peeing anymore, we’re just standing with our dicks hanging off our waistbands. “Well, I have to go,” the boy says and turns away. “Wait,” I yell back at him. “What’s your name?” “Roger.” He keeps walking. I rush forward and put my hands on his shoulders. “Do you want to take a walk with me?” I smile. “You’re not mad?” “No.” “Isn’t this your birthday party, Colin,” he says back. “Shouldn’t you stay?” I shake my head. “I’ll do whatever I want.” “Okay,” he says and follows me to the edge of the woods. I search for the small opening I sometimes go into and lead him through. When we stand surrounded by trees, we venture down a rarely traveled path. I look over at him. “So, Roger, how did you manage to come here? I don’t remember sending you an invite.” “My dad is a friend with yours.” Twigs and leaves make cracking sounds as his bare feet steps over them. He holds his hands in his pockets and stares at the earth. “He brought me along.” With that, I recognize him. He’s been over a time or two, but never for too long. Not long enough for either of us to learn the other’s name, that’s for sure. He was in my room once; my mom brought him in to show him a car I collect because at the time he did it too. I was just pulling my boxer’s over my butt when they startled me. I had just gotten out of the shower. “Benny,” I say back to him, “or Gabe?” “Gabe,” he answer. Together we walk for at least twenty minutes making small conversation when he tugs on my arm. “Hey,” he says, “I have to pee. I’ll be back.” “Okay,” I answer and walk over to a tree as thick as my arms are when stretched. I hunker down on the ground feeling leaves burrow into the legs of my swim trunks and try to fish them out. Ahead of me, Roger paces looking for a place to do his business. Watching him, I cross my legs when I feel a sudden sensation build below my waist. Instinctively, my hand covers over my crotch, and three of my fingers slowly start to fondle my half-erect penis beneath the fabric. Roger finally picks a spot and takes the courtesy of turning away from me, but the thought of what we did earlier makes me go crazy. Suddenly, my fifteen-year-old cock has grown to a little over five inches and is throbbing. I’m not one to masturbate, but I have to this time. It’s been, like, two weeks! I need to blow. And without thinking, I pull myself from my shorts and start stroking. “Whoa,” he says and stumbles back. “What are you…?” “I don’t,” I start to say, and then I shake my head. No, I’m gonna tell the truth. “Jacking off,” I say to him instead. “You ever do this.” He rocks back on the balls of his feet and says shyly, “Sometimes when I’m really, really upset it makes me feel better. But dad says it’s not a good thing to do, so I try not to.” “I don’t do it often,” I admit and pull down to expose my head. “But when I do it makes me feel better, too. Like, right now. But I can stop if you want me too.” I go to put it back into my pants. He throws his hands into the air, “No!” “Why the excited, ‘No?’” I smirk jokingly. He shrugs his shoulders, “Because you don’t have to do things for me.” Then I take a leap and see where it gets me. “You can,” I draw out the “can” before saying quickly, “join me if you want.” He just looks at me with this shy face that looks extremely cute. And for the first time today, I’m venturing into a part of sexuality that I never even imagined. His eyes skim down my body and stop at my cock. I start to stroke slowly, squeezing my head each time I pull up to darken the pink. “I think I’ll go back,” he says, but doesn’t move. Instead, he walks forward and slides down to sit besides me. “At least, I’ll get around to going back.” “You gonna jack,” I ask. He shakes his head and leans back into the bark of the tree. “I’m not really in the mood,” he says. “I’m not upset.” “No?” “No.” “Have you ever seen another guy’s penis before, Roger?” “No,” he says back. “Yours is my first. Have you?” “Plenty, but it’s always been in the locker room after sports at school. And only for like, a second.” “Nice.” Stroking myself, I stare at my cock for a few seconds before looking back up at him. Though his face is slightly tilted up towards the sky, his eyes peer down at my cock. “You want to touch it,” I say. He shakes his head as his cheeks flood with color. “No!” “You sure?” “I’m not gay, Colin.” “Then why the hell are you staring at my cock?” “Because there’s nothing better to stare at,” he answers, chest suddenly rising and falling like he’s out of breath. I laugh. “Then touch it. I dare you.” “No,” he says back. I put it away and sigh. Inside my pants, my cock continues to throb. In my peripheral vision, I see his eyes eyeing my shorts. I make my cock jump a few times. His fingers twitch on the ground. With my right hand, I pull my cock back out with the head hidden by foreskin. The other hand reaches and grabs Roger’s. “What are you,” he starts to say but falls quiet. I don’t have to make his fingers wrap around my shaft and grip me; he does it on his own. “I’ve never touched a guy before,” he blushes even harder. “Just jack me how you jack yourself,” I say to him and close my eyes. “I don’t know if you’ll like it,” he answers. Reopening my eyes, I stare down at his hand. I push my pants away exposing my thighs and, with my left hand, grip my balls and tug them up. Then the other wraps around Colin’s hand and eases it down. When my head becomes exposed, he gasps. For at least a minute, almost as if we’re some couple in a movie, I teach him how to stroke me. I glance over at his cock seeing no signs of enjoyment under his short. I let go of his hand, he continues, and I slide mine into the waistband of his jeans. He doesn’t stop me. Flaccid, I pull his cock out and play with it until he suddenly has a full hard-on. He almost reaches my length, but is still pretty thin. I stroke him, and he strokes me, and in no time we got a system going on that fits up pretty well. Then he smacks my hand away and says, “Stop!” “Why,” I ask. “Because, I’m gonna cum.” “That’s the point.” He pushes himself to his feet and stands over me. I grab my now handless cock and start to stroke. “You’re gonna cum on me?” “I peed on you, so why not cum?” “Go for it,” I say. And he does. Then I smack his hand away and grab his cock. Pulling, he takes his steps until he’s literally about five inches from my face. I stroke him roughly to create a fast orgasm and he doesn’t let me regret it. He starts to moan really loud then grunts as one rope shoots forward and hits my neck. I feel it drizzle down. The rest of his cum just spews out gently over my hand as I barely stroke his cock. I look up at him and notice his breathing is even harder. Sweat covers his face and his cheeks shine like crimson. “I’m not done,” I say and lean forward. My lips touch the tip of his dick, and he squeals.

The pool party was still raging on as the afternoon settled into an unforgivable fit of heat. Slip ‘n Slides were strewn out here and there down the hill, the pool, although heavily used, was being fed gallon after gallon of water through a hose that hadn’t been turned off at all for the last three hours. The ages spanned from infant to adult as my parents worked their asses off to keep the kids going. I don’t know most the kids here; maybe I shouldn’t have said to bring a friend in the invite. At this time, the amount of strangers heavily standing over me around the pool isn’t my biggest worry. With all the water circulating and flying around, I have the sudden urge to take a piss. I decide to stash the urge away and forget about if for a little while. I’m almost ready to get back in the pool with my best friends Kaleb and Cindy, but the sudden rush of agonizing ecstasy that the piss is creating on me is too much. “Uh,” I say and pull away. I rush to the back of the house and through the garage until I hit the back yard. I look around at my backyard. A smaller hill stands shrouded by trees where we once kept dogs fenced in; a small room built separate from the house is covered in screens for windows instead of glass and an open doorway, and grass makes up the rest before you hit the wooded area that surrounds us. I listen for someone around, but hear nothing. Standing in a small plot of dirt, I walk forward and start to turn to the knob on a door—which, I might add, is built into a fairly large screened wall. Then I hear it: The shuffling of feet. A whisper sounds and a small laugh. I inch my way forward to see who’s there and see the tips of toes. Leaning into the screen, I look over and see a hand reach into a pair of swim trunks and pull out a penis. It’s small, about two and a half inches, and rather lean and skinny. Whoever’s it is is cut. The boy shakes it in his hand for a moment and giggles. Then I hear a rip and fall. The screen tore on me and sends me tumbling through the breakable wall into the grass. The boy gasps and turns to run away, but I tell him to stop. “Why?” He turns back and looks. With black hair falling around his neck and piercing green eyes, I know this boy from somewhere. He’s only two years younger than I. He wears only lime green swim trunks, and for a thirteen year old, he’s rather skinny. No bones peak through his skin, nor does any trace of muscle or fat threaten to be there. He’s just as lean as his penis is. “Weren’t you going to pee?” He nods his head. “I don’t know if I need to now.” “Why not?” “I don’t like peeing in front of strangers,” he says. “I don’t even know who you are.” I laugh and pick myself up. “Well, my name is Colin. I’m fifteen years old and this is my house. As you can see we pretty much have the same body type, but I have short blond hair and blue eyes. Know me now?” He shrugs his shoulders, “I know you well enough, I guess.” I nod my head. “Well, then. I have to take a piss, so you can do what you want.” I reach into my shorts and pull out my flaccid, three-inch penis. Looking at myself for a moment, I think about his and notice the differences. I’m slightly longer, and much thicker, and a little darker. I’m uncircumcised, and if I pull back my foreskin my head will be a slightly paler pink than his. Piss runs slowly from the tip of my cock as I start to due my business. I look over at him and catch him stealing a glance at my member. Then he blushes and looks into the direction I’m aiming for and goes for it. Then he does something I’ve never seen a person do before. He lifts his penis up and bends it backwards; the piss from his cock soars back and runs over his chest. He smiles and closes his eyes. “Um, what are you…” He jumps and lets go of his cock. It stands almost erect looking as he pisses, then he grabs it and pinches the flow from continuing. His face reads discomfort. “I don’t…” “You like pee on you?” He blushes and turns away nodding. Curiosity sparks my imagination and I pinch my own flow. “Like, if I randomly piss on you you’d like it?” “I don’t know,” he says. “Never happened before.” I turn and let go; my piss flies through the air and hits his bare stomach. He giggles and watches it hit him then blushes even harder and pulls away. “Stop it or I’ll drown you!” “Drown me,” I have just enough time to say when he hits me square in the chin with his own piss. Some of it touches my lips and escapes into my mouth where I choke and pull back. Wiping my face, I look at him with irritation. “What the hell was that for?” “I didn’t mean it,” he says throwing his hands in the air. “Promise.” Still tasting his pee in my mouth, I spit onto the ground until I realize that I kind of liked that—getting peed on, not the shit in your mouth, I think to myself. Then I realize neither of us is peeing anymore, we’re just standing with our dicks hanging off our waistbands. “Well, I have to go,” the boy says and turns away. “Wait,” I yell back at him. “What’s your name?” “Roger.” He keeps walking. I rush forward and put my hands on his shoulders. “Do you want to take a walk with me?” I smile. “You’re not mad?” “No.” “Isn’t this your birthday party, Colin,” he says back. “Shouldn’t you stay?” I shake my head. “I’ll do whatever I want.” “Okay,” he says and follows me to the edge of the woods. I search for the small opening I sometimes go into and lead him through. When we stand surrounded by trees, we venture down a rarely traveled path. I look over at him. “So, Roger, how did you manage to come here? I don’t remember sending you an invite.” “My dad is a friend with yours.” Twigs and leaves make cracking sounds as his bare feet steps over them. He holds his hands in his pockets and stares at the earth. “He brought me along.” With that, I recognize him. He’s been over a time or two, but never for too long. Not long enough for either of us to learn the other’s name, that’s for sure. He was in my room once; my mom brought him in to show him a car I collect because at the time he did it too. I was just pulling my boxer’s over my butt when they startled me. I had just gotten out of the shower. “Benny,” I say back to him, “or Gabe?” “Gabe,” he answer. Together we walk for at least twenty minutes making small conversation when he tugs on my arm. “Hey,” he says, “I have to pee. I’ll be back.” “Okay,” I answer and walk over to a tree as thick as my arms are when stretched. I hunker down on the ground feeling leaves burrow into the legs of my swim trunks and try to fish them out. Ahead of me, Roger paces looking for a place to do his business. Watching him, I cross my legs when I feel a sudden sensation build below my waist. Instinctively, my hand covers over my crotch, and three of my fingers slowly start to fondle my half-erect penis beneath the fabric. Roger finally picks a spot and takes the courtesy of turning away from me, but the thought of what we did earlier makes me go crazy. Suddenly, my fifteen-year-old cock has grown to a little over five inches and is throbbing. I’m not one to masturbate, but I have to this time. It’s been, like, two weeks! I need to blow. And without thinking, I pull myself from my shorts and start stroking. “Whoa,” he says and stumbles back. “What are you…?” “I don’t,” I start to say, and then I shake my head. No, I’m gonna tell the truth. “Jacking off,” I say to him instead. “You ever do this.” He rocks back on the balls of his feet and says shyly, “Sometimes when I’m really, really upset it makes me feel better. But dad says it’s not a good thing to do, so I try not to.” “I don’t do it often,” I admit and pull down to expose my head. “But when I do it makes me feel better, too. Like, right now. But I can stop if you want me too.” I go to put it back into my pants. He throws his hands into the air, “No!” “Why the excited, ‘No?’” I smirk jokingly. He shrugs his shoulders, “Because you don’t have to do things for me.” Then I take a leap and see where it gets me. “You can,” I draw out the “can” before saying quickly, “join me if you want.” He just looks at me with this shy face that looks extremely cute. And for the first time today, I’m venturing into a part of sexuality that I never even imagined. His eyes skim down my body and stop at my cock. I start to stroke slowly, squeezing my head each time I pull up to darken the pink. “I think I’ll go back,” he says, but doesn’t move. Instead, he walks forward and slides down to sit besides me. “At least, I’ll get around to going back.” “You gonna jack,” I ask. He shakes his head and leans back into the bark of the tree. “I’m not really in the mood,” he says. “I’m not upset.” “No?” “No.” “Have you ever seen another guy’s penis before, Roger?” “No,” he says back. “Yours is my first. Have you?” “Plenty, but it’s always been in the locker room after sports at school. And only for like, a second.” “Nice.” Stroking myself, I stare at my cock for a few seconds before looking back up at him. Though his face is slightly tilted up towards the sky, his eyes peer down at my cock. “You want to touch it,” I say. He shakes his head as his cheeks flood with color. “No!” “You sure?” “I’m not gay, Colin.” “Then why the hell are you staring at my cock?” “Because there’s nothing better to stare at,” he answers, chest suddenly rising and falling like he’s out of breath. I laugh. “Then touch it. I dare you.” “No,” he says back. I put it away and sigh. Inside my pants, my cock continues to throb. In my peripheral vision, I see his eyes eyeing my shorts. I make my cock jump a few times. His fingers twitch on the ground. With my right hand, I pull my cock back out with the head hidden by foreskin. The other hand reaches and grabs Roger’s. “What are you,” he starts to say but falls quiet. I don’t have to make his fingers wrap around my shaft and grip me; he does it on his own. “I’ve never touched a guy before,” he blushes even harder. “Just jack me how you jack yourself,” I say to him and close my eyes. “I don’t know if you’ll like it,” he answers. Reopening my eyes, I stare down at his hand. I push my pants away exposing my thighs and, with my left hand, grip my balls and tug them up. Then the other wraps around Colin’s hand and eases it down. When my head becomes exposed, he gasps. For at least a minute, almost as if we’re some couple in a movie, I teach him how to stroke me. I glance over at his cock seeing no signs of enjoyment under his short. I let go of his hand, he continues, and I slide mine into the waistband of his jeans. He doesn’t stop me. Flaccid, I pull his cock out and play with it until he suddenly has a full hard-on. He almost reaches my length, but is still pretty thin. I stroke him, and he strokes me, and in no time we got a system going on that fits up pretty well. Then he smacks my hand away and says, “Stop!” “Why,” I ask. “Because, I’m gonna cum.” “That’s the point.” He pushes himself to his feet and stands over me. I grab my now handless cock and start to stroke. “You’re gonna cum on me?” “I peed on you, so why not cum?” “Go for it,” I say. And he does. Then I smack his hand away and grab his cock. Pulling, he takes his steps until he’s literally about five inches from my face. I stroke him roughly to create a fast orgasm and he doesn’t let me regret it. He starts to moan really loud then grunts as one rope shoots forward and hits my neck. I feel it drizzle down. The rest of his cum just spews out gently over my hand as I barely stroke his cock. I look up at him and notice his breathing is even harder. Sweat covers his face and his cheeks shine like crimson. “I’m not done,” I say and lean forward. My lips touch the tip of his dick, and he squeals.

The cell phone rang and as I picked up and heard her voice, I knew it was not going to be a pleasant conversation. “You need to come home right now!”, she said. I could tell she had been crying, she had found out I had been unfaithful. The affair had been over years ago and against all odds, I was hoping I could keep the secret and never reveal it. It was a month of uncertainty, trying to explain and asking for forgiveness, she asked if I wanted a divorce. Of course not, that was the last thing I wanted. I was still in love with my wife and had to figure a way of showing her. She finally started to accept my transgressions and decided to work on restoring the marriage. We took a long weekend and drove down to the coast just to get away for a couple of days. That weekend we made love like never before, especially when she would mention the affair. On our long walks on the beach, I finally got up the nerve to suggest that we entertain the idea of opening our bedroom up to another man and having him join us. I explained to her that I thought it was what we needed to spice up our marriage. Secretly I had longed for this the majority of our marriage due to a couple of incidents that got me wondering. She quickly shot down the idea and told me she was not “into that”. For years, while making love to my wife I would fantasize her making love to another man while I watched. One day while on our evening walk, she confessed to me that her old boyfriend had called her a few weeks back to catch up on old times. They had lost touch when he moved away and married. She had met him while still in high school. By this time she was working over night at one of the resorts in town and he was living in Washington. She said the calls were more and more frequent to the point where they started having phone sex. She asked if I was mad and I told her that I had no room to judge or be upset and if she enjoyed what she was doing then she should continue. For weeks she would come home and relate to me the call she had with him and she let me read her text messages. One day she came to me and told me that he was going to fly to Florida to visit his family. I immediately told her she should make the time and go see him since they hadn’t seen each other in years. She told me she had thought about it but was unsure because if she did go, she would end up “fucking him.” She looked at me while telling me, waiting for my response. I told her I was fine with it which drew a huge smile from her. The anticipation was incredible, with her constantly asking if I was sure about her going. The days leading up to the trip were filled with outstanding sex, as she was always ready. Then a couple of days before the trip, he called to let her know he had to cancel. During our love making sessions, I would ask her to tell me about her sex exploits with her past boyfriends. She would tell me bits and pieces but never really go into detail. She did tell me one time after high school she went visit her boyfriend and he wasn’t there but he asked his best friend if he could keep her company while she was there. She told me that one thing led to another and she ended up fucking her boyfriends best friend. My suggestion on opening our bedroom was being brought up more and more, and even though she still resisted, her “no” was getting weaker and weaker and hard to believe that she didn’t want that in the marriage, since she was ready to fuck her old boyfriend. I decided to place an ad on craigslist and threw caution to the wind. After submitting the ad it didn’t take long for the responses to come in. I had titled the ad “Need help with my wife” and explained that I was looking for a man to join us in the bedroom with me being an observant. Later that day I called my wife and told her I had placed an ad seeking a lover for her. I asked her if she was upset and she replied no. The rest of the day she spent looking at all the responses. When I arrived home from work she had narrowed it down to three. We finally ***********ed her new lover and decided to send him an email the following day. I couldn’t believe she had finally relented and my fantasy was going to finally come true. The following day when I arrived home she was in a good mood and she told me she couldn’t wait for me and had emailed her new lover. She said that they met at a local restaurant and after the introductions and some small talk they left the restaurant in his truck and went to a local mall parking lot where they had a make out session. I couldn’t believe I was listening to my wife of 20 years telling me how she had made out with another man. She said he kissed her all over her neck making his way to her shirt and unbuttoning it and unclasping her bra. He licked her breast and rubbed between her legs through her jeans making her wet. She said she pulled his shorts down and took out his cock and couldn’t believe how huge and thick it was. She sucked his cock and jacked him off. They didn’t end up fucking and the interlude didn’t last long, when they finished she told him we would be in touch with him and make arrangements to meet again. As she was telling me what happen, I was rubbing on her and couldn’t believe how wet she was. We had a fantastic fuck session and I couldn’t wait until we met with him again. The next day she emailed him and made arrangements to meet at the same restaurant the following week. The day finally arrived and we set off of on our new journey. Once at the restaurant my wife went to ladies room while I found a table for us. It wasn’t long before he walked in, matching the de***********ion my wife had given me. I could tell he was looking around for my wife when I walked up to him and introduced myself. Just about then my wife walked up to us and he gave her a hug and we sat down. I suggested to him that we go back to same parking lot so they could play while I kept a lookout. Once in the parking lot we picked out the darkest corner we could find and I jumped into the drivers side as they got comfortable in the back seat of his truck. My wife was wearing a short dress with nothing underneath. She immediately placed her legs over his lap as he started kissing her neck. I turned around just in time to see him place his hand inside her dress and start to rub her pussy. I couldn’t believe it was finally happening. He found her honey hole and I could hear his finger sliding in and out. Before he made her cum, she stopped him and had him remove his shorts. She immediately went down on him. She wasn’t joking when she said he was huge and thick. She sucked on his cock for several minutes then she took off her dress, now completely naked, and sat on his cock. I couldn’t believe it, I felt like I was hyper-ventilating I was so excited. They were fucking so hard that the truck was rocking back and forth. It didn’t take long for him to shoot a huge load in her. I couldn’t wait to get home and get between her legs. After they finished we told him next time we would get a room so they could play longer. We went home and started fucking without her cleaning up first. As soon as I entered her I could feel his cum. It was a feeling I had never felt before but one that I would experience many many times over in the next few months. Please let me know in the comments if you want to read about the two occasions I wrote about at the beginning, also let me know if you want to read on how easy it got for her to take on new lovers.

Standing in front of you I reach out and place my hands on your hips, pulling you closer to me, you put your arms around my neck and give me a smile. Leaning forward we begin kissing, as we do my hands run across your back and down to your butt, with a slight squeeze I pull you tighter against me, and I back towards a large chair in the room. As I sit, you climb on top of me. Straddling me we continue to kiss. My hands run slowly under your dress and up your outer thighs until they come to the trim of your underwear. I slip my hands under the trim and inside your underwear. My hands are on your butt and your bare skin is warm and soft, the feeling excites me and I stand. Your legs wrapped around me, I’m holding you and we continue kissing. Pausing, I undo the buttons on your shirt and pull it off. You help me off with my shirt and remove your bra. Looking at your breasts I pull you to me and your they push against my chest and we start kissing again. My hands once again find your waist and this time I begin easing your skirt down. As it works its way past your hips, it falls to the ground. Turning you away from me I start kissing your neck and my hands slowly make their way up, across your belly and eventually come to rest cupping your breasts. Still kissing your neck my hands softly rub your nipples and as I do you let out a soft moan. My right hand then begins to slide down your side, back across your belly, slowly over your lower abdomen and comes to rest between your legs. Still covered by your underwear I softly rub your pussy and begin to ever so slightly apply a bit more pressure. Your arm reaches back and your hand pulls against the back of my neck. Letting out a slightly more audible moan your head pushes back against my chest. Making our way to the bed, I sit you on the edge and kneel in front of you. My hands reach out gripping your underwear at the waist and I ease them down, over your hips, down past your thighs, over your knees and slip them off your feet. My hands come to rest on your knees, and I pause looking up at you. You smile and lean forward and kiss me. As you do my hands push your legs apart. We separate slightly and I position myself between your legs and then softly kiss your inner-thigh. Three kisses and with each one I work my way closer to your pussy. Moving to the other leg I repeat. Three soft and slow kisses on the inner-thigh with each one getting closer and closer. I feel your pussy press against my check and as I do I turn toward you and my lips brush yours. I start softly kissing your pussy and using my tongue I spread it open exposing your clit. I lick it with my tongue up and down slowly, sometimes flicking it with my tongue. You rest back on your elbows. As I continue, my left hand makes it way up to your breast. I squeeze it slightly, and then, not too hard, I pinch and pull at your nipple. At the same time with my right hand I slip two fingers into your pussy. Softly prodding around, I know when I have found what I am looking for when you let out a very audible moan and one of your hands reaches behind my head and pulls it toward you. You grind your pussy against my mouth, and fall back flat on the bed. I continue rubbing at that spot inside you and pinching slightly at your nipple, but now I start sucking your clit in and out of my mouth. You moan louder and it is apparent the moment has cum. Your back arches, your hips raise up off the bed, your muscles tighten and then the spasm of your orgasm begins. It’s almost like you’re trying to get away from me, I keep sucking your clit, rubbing that spot inside you and massaging your breast until you cum to a rest. For just a moment I stand at the edge of the bed and take you in as you lay there naked and spread out before me. Admiring your curves and smooth, silky skin, I crawl on the bed straddling you, kissing your neck and chest. You start to sit up and as you do I stand up next to the bed. You slide off the edge of the bed and to the floor kneeling on the floor in front of me, you undo my pants and pull them and my underwear off. Still excited from bringing you to orgasm and taking in your naked body. You take my cock in your hand. Your hands are warm and your touch is soft and as you stroke me up and down urging me to get harder. You then lean forward kissing the head of my cock, and then take it into your mouth. Watching as you suck it in and out of your mouth, I get more and more excited, and harder and harder. You begin taking it deeper and deeper in. It’s almost too much. I reach forward grabbing the back of your head, I push forward with my hips trying to get deeper. As I do the feeling is unexplainable and I nearly cum. Pulling out and away, I help you to your feet, turn you away from me and push you over the edge of the bed. Wanting to feel inside you so bad I step in behind you and I take my cock, and I slide it up and down your pussy. It’s warm and wet, and I can’t wait any longer. You lean back against me and I slide into you. Watching it slip deep into you, hearing you moan, seeing you your ass sticking in the air, the curves of your body and arch in your back is practically too much and I damn near lose it. I grab you by the hips and pull you back against me. Not wanting to cum yet I hold you still until the feeling subsides. After just a moment, and grateful for your patience, I draw my dick out to where the head is just inside you and I thrust forward. Doing so makes a slap sound as my pelvis slaps against your butt. I do that again, then again picking up pace until once again the feeling is back. No, still not yet. I pull out, push you to your side and climb on top of you. Then turning you on your back, I kneel between your legs, grab you by your hips and pull you to me. My cock slides back into you, and I lift you up to me. You wrap your arms around my neck and your legs around my body. Looking into one another’s eyes, you slowly pull your hips away from me and then slowly push them back to me. As you do my dick slides in and out of you, oh so slow. The feeling is amazing and you keep going sliding your pussy up and down my dick as we look into each other’s eyes. Not able to wait any longer I lean forward, and remaining inside you, I place you back on the bed and I lay on top of you. You wrap your legs around me and I run my hands under you and grasp your butt, tight. I push deep into you. As I do my pelvis grinds against your clit and you moan out just a bit. Wanting so bad to bring you to orgasm once more, but fearful I am not going to make it, your grip around my neck tightens and your body stiffens. The timing couldn’t be more perfect. I thrust into you hard and deep. Grinding against you, your pussy tightens around my cock as you begin to cum and that is all I can take. Everything tenses as I release inside you. Still inside you I lay on top of you taking in every spine tingling moment. The feeling of your breasts against my chest, the soft touch of your skin against my body, the warmth I feel all over. Just wishing that it will never end.

Life as we all know takes many twists and turns. Mine started on my 29th Birthday. I went with a few friends to a new rock club featuring a new band that every ones been raving about. I’m not the friendliest person nor do I like being in large crowds. I like my space and my freedom. Being 29 and single I’m set in my ways, but this night this one was just a little bit different. A couple of hours after we get to the club. The music electric and alive. The revelers dancing, laughing, drinking and having fun. All bar one. I’m sitting alone at a table in a secluded corner, observing those around me with my trusted friend, Jack Daniels. The side effects of my companion are taking hold. The relentless beat of base and drum vibrates through my body, tingling my organs with every beat. As my eyes wonder around the room again for what feels like the millionth time I see you as you enter the club half a dozen other guys with you all laughing and by all appearances slightly if not fully drunk, but not you, you glide into the room like you own the place not looking at anything specifically just observing the surroundings. Mystery in your eyes and pain in your soul just the type of man I know to stay away from, trouble with a capital “T”. As I watch you walk to the bar and place you order slightly bent over the bar to ensure the bartender can hear what you want. Your ass is prominently displayed for me to view. People weave in and out of sight blocking me and I find myself shifting in my seat to ensure I get just another glance. My throat becomes dry and I gulp down what’s left of my drink and start on the new one that has already been placed in front of me devouring it as I want to do with what’s prominently displayed right across the room from me and I can’t help, but wish everyone else in the room would just disappear so I can have you all to myself even just watching you move. I turn away wondering what’s gotten into me thinking it’s just the alcohol talking and taking away what little sense I have left. I try not to look, but after only a few seconds I find I’m peering at you again and there you are sitting at the bar on a stool with your elbows on it leaning slightly back and watching me, not casually but with a hunger I haven’t seen before. Like I’m a glass of water and you haven’t had anything to drink in days or weeks. I feel a warm blush heat my cheeks as you slowly lick your lips while staring straight into my eyes daring me to look right back. I look around searching the crowded club for my friends and most importantly back up, but no one is in sight. Needing a break I escape your stare by going to the ladies room. Hoping you’ll be focused anywhere else when I return. To my disappointment when I return to my table not only are you not at the bar I can’t see you anywhere in the club and my disappointment is so profound I just want to leave call it a night and head home for a long hot soak in the tub. With that in mind I stand up and start gathering my things as I look around the club yet again for on of my friends know that I’m calling it a night. All of a sudden the lead singer of the band announces that they have a request for a song a duet actually Seether featuring Amy Lee – Broken. My favorite song and all I’m thinking at this point is “Please don’t kill this song. As the first few notes are played I can feel the music spreading through me and my hips start to sway to the rhythm of the beat and my eyes close of their own violation just enjoying the sensations running through me. I feel a arm slide around my waist slowly pulling me back into a hard body and I can feel your breath on my neck as you start singing along with the lead male singer. Your voice a carrying over his and sending shivers down my spine making me melt just that little bit and I cant help, but follow your lead and dance with you and sing along as well, swaying back and forth your chest at my back and your voice in my ears singing for me alone. The world has disappeared and it’s just the 2 of us in a room the heat of our body’s as one. Your fingers slowly but surely start stroking my side. Your other arms joins the first crossing over my stomach pulling me tighter into you and I can’t think of a single reason we should stop not one single thing comes to mind that this isn’t right and shouldn’t be happening. I don’t care that I don’t know your name that you could be anyone or anything. The song comes to a close, but we don’t separate and the next song comes on, something fast and heavy. We stay as we are slowly swaying back and forth just the 2 of us without the song though your no longer singing and all I can feel is your hot deep breathes fanning the hair along my neck getting slightly quicker the longer we stay as we are. And soon your lips and lightly brushing my neck sending tingles running through my body straight to my core and I have to push my legs together trapping the feelings inside and the dampness from escaping the confines of my barely there g-string underwear. I run my nails slowly and gently up and down your forearms across my middle and can feel the goose bumps as they form underneath. Wanting to touch more I move my arms up behind my head and around your neck bringing your lips tighter to my neck asking without works for more. Taking my not so subtle hints your lips connect more firmly in a kiss that makes my pulse rise and the heat to spike. My head tilts of its only violation letting you know that I want you to continue. All to soon you draw your lips away and my disappointment is paramount needing and wanting more a not so subtle whimper rises from my throat grabbing your attention and you run your face along the back of my head not to stop as I thought, but to gain access to the other side of my neck to pay tribute there as well turning my whimper into a sigh of pleasure and need. Kissing and now licking my neck your hands wander from my sides up and down my hips guiding them back against you so that I can feel your erection pressing into my ass. Slowly gyrating my hips in rhythm with you stroking you with my ass while your kisses become sucking with slight nips of your sharp teeth. For the first tonight I hear your voice slightly breathless and needy “Would you like to go somewhere more private to continue this” I reply instantly “Oh yes, my apartment’s only a few blocks away” Without any further conversation we gather our things and start to leave the club at the last minute I remember my friends and just send them a text letting them know that I’m heading home and not to worry. Of course I don’t mention that I’m not leaving alone, they would more then likely try to stop me. As we leave the bar and the door closes behind us he pulls me into a dark alcove and dives at my mouth devouring me from the inside out his hands roughly grab a hold of my ass and pull me deeply into him rubbing along my clef hitting just the right spot to drive me mad and causing a long loud groan to emanating right through me and echoing all around us. One of my hands is holding your head roughly keeping your mouth on mine and the second rubbing down the front of you smashed between our body’s slowly making progress to where it wants to be holding your cock right through your jeans feeling your hardness and testing your girth finding you not only as big as I thought, but thicker as well. Hearing your breath catch in your throat but not caring at all I start to stroke you as much as I can given the confining space and the fact that there is absolutely no give to your pants. My thoughts turn to how uncomfortable you must be and that all I want is to get you out of those jeans the sooner that hot hard cock can be in my mouth moving its way right down my throat. Pushing you away slightly I grab your hand and start to drag you along behind me wanting a closed door and bed as soon as possible. Getting the hint you pick up your pace to keep up and even over take me dragging me along slightly behind you keeping your eyes forward for much of the trip, but periodically looking back at me to pull me in and steal another of those mouth watering kisses keeping me drenched and wanting within only a small amount of control left I see my building up ahead and pull my hand from yours to dig through my bad to search for my keys wanting them in my hands so that I can unlock the door as soon as we get there. Taking the keys from my hand you open the door yourself seeing my hands shake both with excitement and nervousness. Grabbing my hand again and pulling me to the elevator the wait seemed to take forever. Once the door opens we both practically jump in and as soon as the doors close again we are on each other grabbing and fondling sucking and nibbling on everything that we can reach or grab hold of. Just barely noticing that elevator hasn’t moved I reluctantly let go and turn to push the button for my floor. As the door bell rings we rush out of the elevator and you head to the left I pull you to a stop and head right instead. Still with my keys in your hand you put the key in the door and unlock it, but before we can go in I push you to the wall and reach up and pull your head down for another frantic kiss. Not waiting anymore you pick me up and wrap my legs around your waist bringing my drenching wet cunt right up against your erect cock. Unable to help myself I lock my ankles around your back and rub against your feeling the moisture pouring out of me and soaking my panties until they are dripping wet. Slamming the door closed on your way in you walk right to the wall pinning me there as you thrust your hard cock right to my core grinding into me clothing and all. Hearing you Mutter about there being too many clothes between us. You rip my blouse right off me not bothering with the buttons to pop off and spread around the floor every which way. You hands go right to my ass pushing me up so you can lean down and run your tongue along the slopes of my breasts not touching anything but skin and turning your face to slowly rub your stumbled cheek along my erect nipples one at a time. Still not enough not now with moisture dripping out of me and what clothes remain constricting me making me feel itchy and uncomfortable I arch my back and reach behind me to undo my bra and let it slide down my arms until it falls between us and the contact with your cheek hits right at the source of some of my hormonal pain, right on my stiff and aching nipples. This proves to be a little to much even for you and the next thing I know your teeth and clamped down on my nipple not so gently tugging on it making it even more stiff and the achy like I’ve never felt before. My low moans become slight please begging for more wanting nothing but you to suck my nipples into your mouth as hard and as fast as you can giving me what I want. What I need and crave my hips gyrating out of control my thighs pulling you in as close as I can get you with our clothing still on stroking my burning clit with your hard cock against your zippered fly. Needing more needing a release more then my next breath I point to the door on our left trying to let you know that’s where we need to be. At first you’re too into sucking and nibbling on my nipples so once again I put my hand to your head and pull your head back by your hair and again point to my bedroom door, where we need to go where I need to be. Wanting my restrictive clothing removed from my body and your clothing off so that I can admire naked what I drooled at clothed. Stumbling along the way each step you take rubbing against me both my chest and my clit getting equal attention and your lips are again aggressively possessing my neck licking and sucking more then likely leaving a marks behind, but I’m beyond caring. I need more I need you inside me I want your tongue buried deep inside me while I ride your face for all I’m worth. Not knowing if either of us will last long enough for that to happen it’s still what I want and I can’t help but feel like this will be over so fast that neither of us will be completely happy with the end resort. In an effort to make this last and cool us both down. As soon as we reach the bedroom I drop off of you and rush into the bathroom and close the door giving us both a few needed minutes to cool off and hopefully be able to slow the pace to make this evening last that much longer. While in the bathroom I remove the rest of my clothes and get a face cloth and wipe off some of the sticky mess that has accumulated on the junction of my thighs. Walking back into the room I see you in the middle of the room removing your shirt and through I’ve felt your chest under my hands the real thing is just that much better and I walk up and drag my nails right down from your collar bone to the button of your jeans dipping my fingers inside only to feel the head of your cock almost popping right out. I lean in and with just the tip of my tongue flick one then the other nipple bringing them to harder points. All the while I run my hands up and down your sides in a smooth caress slightly grazing my nails on their way up. Unable to help myself I slowly unbutton your jeans and with a quick yank your zipper slides open show casing the largest and thickest cock I have ever seen in my life. With one hand still holding on to your hip the other glides down to your erect cock and I wrap my fingers around the base of it just holding on with a firm grip and my tongue wrapping itself around your nipple and my teeth slowly grazing it then taking it firmly into my mouth to suck on. Switching over to the other one as my hand slowly and gently starts to stroke your hard cock from back to tip and then down to cup your balls and massage them. Dropping to my knees in front of you I blow a long deep breath out slowly onto your cock while watching your face and see you shiver and your eyes close. I patiently wait for you to reopen your eyes and slowly run the tip of my tongue along my bottom lip and then take it between my teeth only to slowly release it and follow that with my tongue sliding along it. Having had enough with the teasing your hand creeps up behind my head and gently but firmly pulls my mouth closer to your cock until you can rub the head of it along my lips following the same path my tongue had just taken. Opening my mouth the head of your cock breaches the inside just to rest there as I run my tongue along the bulbous head and suck on it until your hips start to thrust slowly at first entering more and more into my mouth until I’m completely full with only about another two inches left. With one final thrust I open my throat wide and your cock slides right in as I gag slightly, but not enough to make me stop. I close my lips around the base of your cock and swallow with your cock still deeply imbedded in it thrusting in and out roughly now. You pull yourself out of my mouth and drag me up your boy taking my mouth once again as you reach down and run your fingers up and down my thighs and under my skirt just barely brushing against my freshly shaved lips, forcing me to thrust my hips against your hand hoping to force you to my clit like I need. Your fingers slip up and in a surprise move with perfect aim one of your fingers penetrates me making me gasp and moan your fingers slide roughly in and out of me while another finger lightly grazes my clit. My head falls back and I hold on to you with one arm around your neck. Panting and begging for more, you slowly release me and I fall right on to my back on the bed. As you point I move myself into the middle of the bed with my legs slightly spread so that you can see right up my skirt to the shear black lace g-string that I’m wearing. You kneel onto the bed and stretch out until your elbows are on the mattress and your hands have moved under my skirt and right to the strings on each side of my hips. Hooking your thumbs under neither you draw them slowly down my legs till you hit my knees and then lifting my legs up into the air you pull them off completely. My legs fall back into position on either side of you opening them just that little bit farther apart showing you what you have already felt my wet slit. Moving forward you take a deep breath, breathing in my musky scent. You move in closer and I can feel the tip of your tongue as you slowly take one long lick from bottom to top. Only to dive right in and suck on my clit causing me too involuntarily thrust my hips right up into your face wanting more. You push one finger deep inside me as you continue to suck and flick my clit with your strong firm tongue. As you continue I can feel my first orgasm just rip right through me with no warning at all. I drench your face with my cum and just keep on Cumming not stopping at all. Neither of us can wait any longer and you fall right on top of me. With your cock lying right on my cunt slowly your hips move, but not inside of me just sliding your dick through my slick wet folds hard and fast. I start to wrap my legs around your waist again but you stop me and move back onto your knees one on either side of my hips. While running your hands slowly up and down my body stopping at my hips and flipping me over onto my stomach grabbing one of my pillows you urge me up onto my knees and slide the pillow under my belly and again position your cock right at my dripping wet folds rocking your hips back and forth still not entering me just teasing. Your hands grip my hips holding onto me tightly you withdrawal your cock from me and my whimpers loudly echoing throughout the room. You pause for a few seconds but it feels like a lifetime. Only to have you slip your cock roughly in to my opening as hard as you can until no more can fit inside of me. The feeling of being so full is almost to much for me to endure and I cum again this time coating the walls of my vagina and your rock hard cock as well. You hold yourself still inside of me letting me adjust to your girth and then start to slowly push in and out of me in a frenzied pace unlike anything I have ever felt before. I can feel my muscles gripping you with every thrust without any notice my third orgasm of the night pushes through me coating not only your cock again, but also running freely down my thighs without any sign of stopping. Once again you pull your cock out of my wet sheathe only to turn me onto my side and spoon your self behind me to enter me, pulling one of my legs over yours to give yourself more leverage. As your arm holds my leg in place your fingers make direct contact with my clit and start to furiously play with me and flick it until yet another orgasm starts to rush through me only this time when I start to spasm against your cock your thrust again turn harder and rougher as your own orgasm takes hold and I can feel you pumping your hot thick cum right up inside of me what feels like a never end stream takes hold and when at then at last we are both spent. Wrapping your arms around me you’re now deflating cock still inside, we both fall into a deep sound sleep only to wake up several times during the night to start all over again.

Let me make some details clear for you. I'm 16, around 5ft 9in and of Indian ethnicity. I currently study in Year 12 in the UK and moved here when I was 7 years old. Perhaps my obvious lust for my teacher stems from the fact that I go to an all-boys school. Obviously, girls at a premium, so in a testosterone-fuelled environment, we have to make do with teachers. My teacher, Miss Garrad, was not the greatest looking woman I had ever set my eyes on, but she had that certain something that others didn't have. She stood at around 5ft 6in, weighed around a healthy 140lbs, had light blonde hair, just below shoulder length and was, I would hazard a guess, around her mid-20s. She had small tits, around 32B, but what she lacked in the breasts department, she more than made it up in the ass. Her ass was a work of beauty, as I'm sure I've mentioned before. Perfectly formed, not too big to stick out and grab everyone's attention, but just big enough for me to fantasise what I would do with it. Naturally, she was the subject of several masturbatory fantasies, as I usually knocked one out, as teenage boys do. So going back to the beginning, there I was, staring and mentally ravishing the beauty, who had now sat down to some work on her laptop, whilst she set us some work to do. 'Yo Raj, what's the answer to A?' said my friend Ivan, sitting next to me. That snapped me out of my daydream, and I quickly started doing the work, trying to not arouse suspicion. 'Huh what? Oh, sorry man, haven't done it yet,' I replied. Once I was confident that he was looking away, I returned my gaze to Miss Garrad. Today, she was wearing the black knee-length skirt, black tights, heels, a plain black shirt with a brown cardigan tied around her waist. Her hair was tied up. Suddenly, the bell rang to signal the end of the day. As my attention was diverted from her, as the mass melee of students made a beeline for the door, I realised with impending dread, I HAD DETENTION THAT DAY! It was given to me by my bitch of a Chemistry teacher last week, and I had completely forgot about it. I trudged off to the hall, where detentions are held. My mood had been lifted seeing my favourite teacher but it turned sour as I entered the hall, waiting for the teacher who would oversee the hour of hell. I waited there for a good 10 mins, and I was just about to go when in walked Miss Garrad! My mood again uplifted, and I had a spring in my step, even though I'd been asked to write an essay, on why running around in a Chemistry lab is dangerous. An hour later, I had finished the work, and made my way over to the desk to hand it to Miss Garrad. Being so close to her, my cock sprang to attention. Just at that time, she decided to look at me, and I could tell her eyes were fixed on it. Shit, I thought, I'm dead. 'Erm... Raj, can you explain this please?' she frowned, looking at my engorged prick and back to my face. 'What do you think it is, miss?' I was shocked at my boldness. I guess now that I'm screwed, I might as well go the full distance. 'Well, it seems like you have.... an erection,' she paused before saying the dreaded word, but the interesting this was, she had a quizzical look on her face, rather than a furious one as I had expected. Continuing my boldness, I said: 'Touch it, miss.' When she hesitated, I grabbed her hand and slowly guided it towards my throbbing dick. Her eyes grew wide, and she looked at me. My cock wasn't huge, about 6 inches, but I was proud of its girth. It was a handful. Suddenly, I lost all control, bent down, and kissed her flush on the lips. To my surprise, she responded, and that encouraged me even more. I lifted her up from the chair, pushed her against the wall and continued making out with her. My hands were roaming her body, and I quickly stripped her of the cardigan and the shirt. She was wearing a plain black bra, which I quickly lifted up to reveal her delightful tits. The nipples were sticking out, which I quickly placed in my mouth and sucked. A moan escaped from her lips, and she arched her head back. I continued my assault on my teacher's tits, swapping the tits on at a time. I loved being in control. Once I was done with her tits, I pulled down my trousers and boxers, to expose my throbbing cock. It was literally rock-hard, and at that point, would've cut through a diamond. I placed my hands on her shoulder, indicating her to go down. Once she did, I guided my cock into her mouth. Oh my god, it was heaven! I started slowly, allowing her to get used to the size, but later, my lust overwhelmed me. I unclipped her hair, grabbed a handful of her hair and started throat-fucking her. I felt cum boiling up in my balls but I wasn't ready yet. I thrust all my cock into her mouth one last time, held her there for around 10 seconds and slowly withdrew. She had started scratching at my thighs, begging me to release her, but I held her there, until I knew that any more and I was going to explode. Once she had recovered, she turned around and smiled at me, and I knew she wanted it just as bad as I did. 'I want that fat cock in my pussy NOW,' she exclaimed. I was aching to fuck her, so I lifted her up, pulled down that skirt, unveiling her delicious ass. I spanked it several times, each time producing a yelp from her. She laid back on the desk, opening her legs for me, as an invitation to enter her pussy. I didn't resist. I put the head of my cock at her entrance, teased her for a bit, rubbing my cock up and down her shaved pussy, and thrust it into her in one go. I almost erupted at that point; however, I regained control of my emotions and proceeded to fuck her nice and slowly. 'Yes, yes, oh my god, YES!' she shouted. I had never seen this persona of hers before, so naturally I was shocked, but I soon regained composure. I increased the speed of my thrusting in her now dripping pussy. Lucky this was after school hours, I thought, otherwise I'd be dead! Soon, after god knows how long ravaging her pussy, I felt near the edge. 'I'm gonna cum, Miss Garrad!' I shouted. 'Call me Rebecca. That's right, yes, in my pussy! Aaaaaaahhhhhh.' no sooner had she said those words, I felt that familiar feeling. My knees went weak, and I released what seemed like a truckload of sperm right in her pussy. I kept fucking her through it, and let me tell you, it was the best feeling in the world. Right after that, she too had her orgasmed, as her juices cleaned away the sperm on the head of my rapidly flaccid cock. To both our astonishment, I felt my dick getting hard again. Rebecca immediately jumped off of the desk, and took my prick in her hands, wanking it furiously in order to get it back to full health. I had other ideas though. 'Suck me dry, beautiful,' I said, as she looked in my eyes, gave a sultry smirk, and took my prick in her warm mouth. Once again, I felt I'd died and gone to heaven. Even though I was sexually spent, I thrust my cock in her face. Grabbing a bunch of her hair, I directed my prick to the deep regions of her mouth, till I felt it touching the throat. I continued doing this for some time, until my cock returned back to its full erection. 'Raj, I want it in my ass. Please.' she said in a pleading voice. She got up, turned round and placed her hands on her table, whilst sticking her ass out to me. And who was I to resist? Rediscovering my energy, I positioned my cock behind her tiny hole. Although it was small, I was sure that she was not an anal virgin. I didn't really care, I was finally going to fulfil one of my best fantasies. I slowly inched the cock in her ass, one at a time, until the head was nestled in her impossibly tight butt. A soft groan escaped her lips, which gave me confidence. I slowly pushed the rest of my cock through, until all 6 inches were firmly positioned in her derriere. The pleasure was immense. I brought the cock out and thrust it back in, but this time faster. 'Oh shit, oh shit, oh yes, GIVE IT TO ME,' she screamed, and that was my signal. I pistoned my cock in and out of her, the savage in me taking over. After 10 minutes of intense fucking, I was ready to deposit my load in her ass. I had no doubt ripped her a new one, and I was quite proud of the feat. 'Do it on my face, Let me taste that teenage cum of yours,' Rebecca panted, exhausted from taking my cock in her ass. I pulled out of her ass just as I was about to explode and started jacking off furiosly. She quickly rose from the desk and squatted down, eagerly awaiting her reward. She wasn't disappointed. Despite having jizzed unreal amounts just 30 mins before, I let rip one of the biggest of my life. It splashed on her face, covering her eyes, nose, lips everything. And it continued for a good 10-15 seconds. At the end, you couldn't even recognise that this was Miss Garrad. I cleaned myself up, as did she, put on my clothes and left the building. I had just had the best fuck of my life and I was hoping for more.

Lying in near silence on his bedroll, Xavier squirms uncomfortably. The padding was nothing more than soft rabbit hides stitched together, and left plenty of chances for the rocks beneath him to bump through. He sighs irritably through his nose. At the sound of his displeasure, he hears rustling on the other side of the fire pit. “Is something wrong?” Comes the deep, throaty voice of his companion. That voice alone was enough to rumble deep beneath his heart and stir in his stomach. “No.” Xavier responds, despite himself. He only wanted to get back to sleep. Stanley being awake all night fussing would interrupt that for sure. “Okay.” He can barely see through the weak flames, when his friend turns to lay back on his own bedding. Stanley's was made of an old bear hide, if he remembered correctly. Xavier decides in that moment that it isn't worth his time to think about, and moves to stare back up at the stars in the sky. They're placed at random, twinkling just the same, some bright and some dim. He can just barely make out the different constellations he'd been trained to find since he was a teen. The shield, the sword, and the bottle. The fish, the staff. The dragon was his favorite. It curled majestically through the night sky, made up of all different stars, watching over everyone carefully as it tended to do. Still, the rocks poke endlessly into Xavier's back. He regrets his choice to not wear armor. “Stanley?” He calls into the night, just above a whisper. “Yes?” Comes the ready response. “Tomorrow night. We are getting a room at the inn.” ----------------------------------------------- Luckily, they managed to scrape together enough gold coins to afford space at the nearest inn. Dawnbrook was a town not famous for its hospitality, but it did well enough. There were small shops that lined the dirt road into town, and houses scattered back just beyond them. The river flowed some distance away, the sound of the water wheel at the sawmill splashing up into their ears as they walked. Stanley felt the need to redirect Xavier away from the shops, concerned with keeping their small wad of coins intact for the time being. If he wanted a room at the inn so badly he would need to control himself. “I don't understand. There is a barter system, you know.” Xavier points out impatiently, being taken away from the last shop on the road. “I do know.” Stanley nods, keeping his eyes forward. “I may not have had to spend any money.” “This way, there is a guarantee that you won't. Instead of a chance.” Xavier frowns, blowing a lock of tawdry red hair out of his eyes. He crosses his arms over his chest defiantly. His eyes stay put on Stanley's, watching him intently instead of the road. “Why must you always control me like this?” Xavier asks as they enter the inn. “Control you, how?” Stanley seems unimpressed, placing their ten coins on the counter in front of the keeper. Some of the coins are caked in river mud, and he hopes they're clean enough to be recognized. “You won't allow me to do anything for myself. You claim that it's 'safer' that way.” Xavier raises his hands in a quoting motion, following Stanley still to the room they were assigned. He waits for the door to close behind Xavier before he sets his pack down and responds. “It is safer that way. If I wasn't looking out for you, you would get yourself into far too much trouble.” “Horseshit!” Xavier snaps through tight teeth. “I could handle myself just fine, even before I met you!” “Xavier, please.” Stanley relents, pulling at the straps holding his armor to his body. “I do not want to quarrel with you.” “Then admit there is nothing to quarrel about.” “I won't lie to you.” Xavier narrows his eyes, stomping to the other end of the room. Stanley continues unhindered, unstrapping his chestplate with practiced and easy movements. He sets it down on the floor by his pack, starting on the belt keeping his tassets in place. As it's removed, Xavier's eye is drawn to the shape of Stanley's groin beneath the chainmail. He feels unsure about lusting after his companion as he had for some time. If it isn't a distraction, it's surely at least unprofessional. Prompting him to think, was this a professional relationship? Surely it was. They were business partners, most likely. Traveling the countryside looking for odd jobs, be it vanquishing necromancers or leading trolls and their mammoth horses to less destructive places. He and Stanley had accomplished a lot in their time together, but was that grounds for a courtship? Perhaps. It occurred to Xavier then, as Stanley finally sat to remove his boots, that his thoughts had gone completely off course. Grounds for a courtship or not, this mean clearly understood nothing about who he was or what he wanted. Xavier was angry all anew. “Xavier,” Stanley says softly, catching the look the shorter man holds. The frustration is obvious, but the dusting of blush between his freckles just seems out of place. “I mean no harm by what I say. But you are just... naïve.” “Come off of it! You have no idea-” “I do, though. And I know that you need someone to protect you from powers that you're careless with.” “I do not need anything like that! I don't need you telling me so, either!” Xavier shouts, his voice becoming higher as his anger mounts. “I am not careless, nor am I naïve! You treat me like a spoiled prince, and I'm sick of it! I didn't hire you, I didn't ask for your service. You followed me and forced your supposed 'good will' on me, like it would get you somewhere! Well, where has it gotten you?” Xavier watches him with his hip cocked. Stanley doesn't respond, only stares at him, evenly. His hands are frozen on the cuff of one of his boots. He doesn't dare move. “It has only gotten you self-imposed burdens and scars.” Xavier finishes, darkly. His chin tips up to reflect the confidence in his words. Stanley's head bows lower, as he removes his boot in full. “I will accept those burdens and scars,” he says, slowly, “so long as they keep you safe.” “Why!?” Xavier's voice rises higher than it had yet, angry and tinged with desperation. “Why do you care this much? Do you have some kind of need to feel important? Do you get off on a job well done? What, are you hoping one day, I'll jump into your arms like a grateful escaped prisoner!? Is that it?” “No.” “Then, what?” Stanley rising to his feet serves to effectively silence Xavier. He pads forward on the rough wooden floors, stopping just in front of the shorter man and raising both hands to his face. He holds the soft jawline between his fingers as gently as he is capable of. One huge calloused thumb brushes across the swell of his cheek. “Because,” Stanley murmurs, swallowing thickly. “I care for you.” Xavier's awe twists hard into sour disdain. He takes hold of Stanley's wrists, pushing them away forcefully. “Get your hands off of me.” he says. “This is so not the time for humor.” Stanley starts a rapidly weakening excuse as Xavier steps past him, laying down onto the bed. Throwing himself, really. He presses his face into the raggedly sewn pillow, hand grasping the blanket tight. Stanley frowns in pity. Xavier's knees are pulled up to his chest, the curve of his ass visible beneath the clinging fabric of his robes. Everything about him is delicate, soft and practical. Offset completely by the immense power of the magic he holds. Stanley is quite possibly drawn closer by this, coming to sit on the edge of the bed beside him. “I'm sorry.” He says, mournfully low. “I didn't want to hurt your feelings.” “Regardless. You did.” Xavier is muffled by the pillow. “How can I make it up to you?” “Oh, stop.” He raises his head from the pillow some to look at Stanley. The tears at the corners of his eyes are the saddest thing the man's ever seen. “You think I'm just a child.” “I don't,” Stanley slips off of the bed to kneel beside it, eye-to-eye with Xavier. “I think that you're strong and confident, and well educated. The magic you control terrifies me. That is why I want you to stay safe. There aren't many skilled mages left in our world, and I think that it would be tragic if I let one as magnificent as you slip through my fingers.” “You're just saying that.” “I won't lie to you.” Xavier considers this for some time. His eyes, an electric glittering blue, cut a hole into Stanley's heart that wasn't there before. His hand comes up again, slower than before, to test. He wipes at the one fallen tear gingerly. It smears across Xavier's cheek, uncovering the barest hint of a smile. It becomes clear in that time to Stanley that he won't say anything. Not that there's much to say, anyways. Xavier's thin fingers have come up to rest over the knuckles on Stanley's hand, and they curl around the back to grasp it and lift it closer. He uses it to sort of pull himself up and away from the pillow, rising up slowly and leaning further in. They meet halfway in an exhilarating kiss. Xavier's tongue is slick and pliable, edging its way in ever so insistently. Stanley exhales a contented sigh through his nose, pulling the other man closer by his chin and deepening their kiss. A hand suddenly touches at Stanley's shoulder. Xavier's fingers tighten into the fabric of his undershirt. It's soaked in sweat and dried river mud, and neither of them can wait for it to be removed. They watch each other undress silently, all the while ignoring the bustling of the inn outside of their door. Stanley drops his chainmail in a jingling pile off of the side of the bed, his undershirt following, covering the metal over like a tarp. His tanned skin is obscured some by smatterings and tangles of hair growing in any and all possible places. Xavier traces a hand through the dense fur on his chest, dragging his fingers down through the line it draws to his groin. The hair there is thicker, somehow darker, and makes his mouth water. His focus is broken by Stanley's hand redirecting his own down to the bed. Stanley pulls with purpose at the sash holding his robes together, sitting back on his legs when the knot finally gives. He unfolds Xavier's robes open like a book that he just can't wait to read. Those soft blue pages fall open onto the bed, revealing fine smooth skin peppered with freckles. Stanley can't resist, and bends down to run his tongue up the swell of Xavier's chest. He lets out a breath and coos, head lagging to the side as Stanley's tongue stops at his neck. It's accompanied by a kiss, a breath, and the distinct feel of teeth pressing just into the vulnerable side of his throat. Xavier gasps, fingers tightening around his hip. Stanley's large hands continue to work beneath the guise of his lips, pulling at the waist of Xavier's trousers and tugging them down to his thighs. He looks down between them. He sees the head of his own cock, masked by foreskin, very near to Xavier's. He dwarfs the other man considerably, in many aspects, but this one the most obvious. He drags his hips down. “Oh,” Xavier sighs, feeling Stanley's cock slide up against his. He bucks his hips upward, his flat stomach brushing against the solid ripple of Stanley's. “Gods. Stanley, please.” “Please, what, my dear?” Stanley asks, honestly. “Touch me.” He can't say no to a request like that. Stanley's hand wraps around both of their cocks, hardly able to make it the whole way because of his own. He strokes once, twice, spreading precum from them both across their lengths. He's obsessed with the feeling of Xavier's gasps ghosting across his ear. “Do we still have the oil?” Stanley finally asks. “My bag.” Xavier groans, soft and lovely. He moves to get up before Stanley can do it first. Crawling out from beneath him, he sits on his knees to reach over the side of the bed to retrieve the vial. As he digs almost frantically into the largest pocket, he feels Stanley's hands grasp firmly onto his ass. The thumbs spread his cheeks wide. His soft hum peaks to a cry as a flat tongue sweeps across his entrance. “Stanley...!” He's breathless as the man tongues at him. “Filthy. So filthy.” There's only more pressure on his ass as the tongue presses into him. Lapping at his hole, opening him up, their course has been set. Xavier hands the glass bottle back to him, the translucent yellow-green oil sloshing around inside. Stanley sits up on his knees and pulls the cork from the bottle with his teeth. Where this oil came from, he has no exact knowledge. He pours a liberal amount directly onto Xavier. The man stays on his knees, cheek pushed into the bedding, heart beating in his ears as the oil is spread over his ass. How they got to this point is all a blur to him. The oil drips down from his hole, and Stanley palms absently at his balls. His other hand works dexterously to finger Xavier open. The man gasps with every extra finger inserted, rubbing insistently at his insides and scissoring to stretch him out. All coherent thought is out the window. “Stanley,” Xavier pants, looking up as best as he can. “Stanley. I need...” “I know. I know,” the larger man kisses delicately at Xavier's tailbone before sitting back to look at the sight before him. Legs spread, ass swaying in the air, soaked and slick and open. His cock hangs flushed and heavy beneath. Stanley gives it a few sympathetic strokes, rising up behind Xavier to ready himself. He tugs at both of them with one hand each, spreading the oil evenly. He takes a second to pour a bit extra onto himself, figuring there can't really be too much. “Are you ready?” Stanley asks, placing both hands on Xavier's hips. “Do it. Please. Give it to me.” Xavier cries dumbly into the blankets, fisting his hands into the fabric, eyes squeezed shut. The sight of him begging like that will never get old, Stanley decides, and promptly lines up with his entrance. At the first push of Stanley's cock, Xavier's eyes fly wide open. One of the hands at his hips keeps him from bucking back and forth, and he relents to stuttery moans instead. He's held in place and defenseless against the onslaught of that massive dick. The head works its way in suddenly, and he sobs weakly into the bed. Time stops, for just a few moments, as Stanley slides his cock the rest of the way in. Xavier struggles to regain his breath. Stanley lets his out, relieved as he sinks into the tight heat of his virgin ass. “Hey,” Stanley mumbles from somewhere behind him. “It's okay. That's all of it. That's it.” “You're so big,” Xavier whispers, almost in awe. “I can't. It won't...” “It will.” He's already reaching for the remainder of the oil. “I promise. We can stop any time, okay?” Xavier only forces out a noise in response, hiding his face once again. He's too overwhelmed to ask to continue, and too prideful to say stop. He's well and truly stuck. Stanley ignores the swell of pride in his gut and pulls back slowly, oiling up the length of his cock until it drips onto the bedding. Slow once again, he pushes back into Xavier. Part of him can't wait to just fuck with unashamed abandon, but he silences it as soon as it occurs to him. Xavier's comfort is worth more to him than that. Pulling nearly all the way out and pushing back in, he repeats this motion several times. He watches Xavier's shoulders all the while to gauge his reactions. The redhead still has his face hidden to muffle his cries and disguise his flushed and red cheeks. Eventually, his shoulders fall, arms relaxing. A particularly deep move releases a full and deep moan, as opposed to the short and chopped ones he'd been giving. Stanley moves like that again in response, and he relaxes further. “Yeah?” “Uh huh.” Their brief conversation sparks Stanley to keep going. He increases his pace, still just as deep, moving in until he feels his own balls nudge against Xavier's. The noises below him spur him to go even faster. Stanley rolls his hips, bending over the other man's back as he fucks harder. Xavier cries out at the tingling spreading beneath his skin and over his shoulder blades, worsening as Stanley's hands come to wrap around his chest. He tugs at Xavier's nipples, the feeling going straight to his cock. Another bead of precum dribbles out, quickly swiped away by the blankets beneath them. Stanley stretches him wide, fucking into him hard, leaning over his back and holding him down further. Xavier's moans get louder, more encouraging. The tingling is all over now. “I'm so- Gods, I'm so close.” Xavier sobs, gasping at the lewd sounds of Stanley's hips slapping against his ass. Close to what, he didn't know. But the mounting pleasure in his gut was enough of an indication. It felt like the same underlying fire as panic, but he wanted it. He wanted it bad. “Come on.” Stanley growls closer to his ear. “Come on, gorgeous. Come for me.” “Oh my Gods.” Xavier lets his head fall back down to the blankets, moans silenced in his throat by the shock of one particular thrust. It's deep, like it's pressing into his stomach, and immediately followed by more of the same. He makes a very undignified squeak. It causes Stanley to go even faster. “Please, Stanley, I'm so- I'm so...” “Yeah. Yeah, let me hear it.” They were both talking gibberish, and they knew it. Xavier's only got worse as he came. Babbling complete nonsense, riding through his orgasm, painting the blankets with thin stripes as Stanley continued to fuck him. He slowed down some, sure, and finally pulled out. He rolls Xavier onto his side, then onto his back. The other man has gone limp and does nothing to object. Stanley pulls his legs back up and positions them more open than they were. He gets a good look at Xavier's face as he thrusts back into his ass. His cheeks bright red and freckles nearly hidden by the blush, splotching all the way down to his shoulders and up to the tips of his pointed ears. His eyes are half-lidded, tongue up front and center in his open mouth as he pants. His cock drools the last little bit of cum onto his stomach, misplaced and swaying with the force of Stanley's hips. He seems a long way off from coming, which concerns Xavier to some degree. His hands reach up weakly to wrap around Stanley's shoulders, and the man dips down to kiss him. The slapping gets louder and more pronounced this way, Xavier's ass more open to him. Stanley moves his hands under Xavier's lower back, lifting him some, giving him a better vantage point to fuck deeper. Xavier lets out a gutteral groan at this. It takes Stanley five more minutes to cum. Pistoning relentlessly in and out of Xavier, keeping him held up like a ragdoll, pumping cum deep into his ass. He wonders distantly how far up it had gone. When he pulls out, finally, there's only a bit frothed up onto the length of his cock. He sits back and actually watches for any to come dribbling out. “Stanley,” Xavier pants, exhausted. He makes no move to do anything but breathe. “I love your ass.” He mumbles idly. Xavier lets his head fall back onto the blankets once again, arms laying limp at his sides. He tightens up again, tensing as Stanley's finger digs into his hole. Fingering him shallowly and withdrawing a wad of stringy cum. He feels it being wiped back onto his hole as more comes dripping out. Xavier lays an arm over his face, embarrassed. “Don't look at it.” He says, quietly. Stanley obeys and moves up to lay beside him. They stay like that for some time. Xavier curls into Stanley's chest, and Stanley holds him tight, almost as an apology for fucking him senseless. They both debate on their own time how often this reward system will come into play. Xavier decides that, if it's going to be like this every time, then maybe he'd like Stanley to insult him more often.

Life as we all know takes many twists and turns. Mine started on my 29th Birthday. I went with a few friends to a new rock club featuring a new band that every ones been raving about. I’m not the friendliest person nor do I like being in large crowds. I like my space and my freedom. Being 29 and single I’m set in my ways, but this night this one was just a little bit different. A couple of hours after we get to the club. The music electric and alive. The revelers dancing, laughing, drinking and having fun. All bar one. I’m sitting alone at a table in a secluded corner, observing those around me with my trusted friend, Jack Daniels. The side effects of my companion are taking hold. The relentless beat of base and drum vibrates through my body, tingling my organs with every beat. As my eyes wonder around the room again for what feels like the millionth time I see you as you enter the club half a dozen other guys with you all laughing and by all appearances slightly if not fully drunk, but not you, you glide into the room like you own the place not looking at anything specifically just observing the surroundings. Mystery in your eyes and pain in your soul just the type of man I know to stay away from, trouble with a capital “T”. As I watch you walk to the bar and place you order slightly bent over the bar to ensure the bartender can hear what you want. Your ass is prominently displayed for me to view. People weave in and out of sight blocking me and I find myself shifting in my seat to ensure I get just another glance. My throat becomes dry and I gulp down what’s left of my drink and start on the new one that has already been placed in front of me devouring it as I want to do with what’s prominently displayed right across the room from me and I can’t help, but wish everyone else in the room would just disappear so I can have you all to myself even just watching you move. I turn away wondering what’s gotten into me thinking it’s just the alcohol talking and taking away what little sense I have left. I try not to look, but after only a few seconds I find I’m peering at you again and there you are sitting at the bar on a stool with your elbows on it leaning slightly back and watching me, not casually but with a hunger I haven’t seen before. Like I’m a glass of water and you haven’t had anything to drink in days or weeks. I feel a warm blush heat my cheeks as you slowly lick your lips while staring straight into my eyes daring me to look right back. I look around searching the crowded club for my friends and most importantly back up, but no one is in sight. Needing a break I escape your stare by going to the ladies room. Hoping you’ll be focused anywhere else when I return. To my disappointment when I return to my table not only are you not at the bar I can’t see you anywhere in the club and my disappointment is so profound I just want to leave call it a night and head home for a long hot soak in the tub. With that in mind I stand up and start gathering my things as I look around the club yet again for on of my friends know that I’m calling it a night. All of a sudden the lead singer of the band announces that they have a request for a song a duet actually Seether featuring Amy Lee – Broken. My favorite song and all I’m thinking at this point is “Please don’t kill this song. As the first few notes are played I can feel the music spreading through me and my hips start to sway to the rhythm of the beat and my eyes close of their own violation just enjoying the sensations running through me. I feel a arm slide around my waist slowly pulling me back into a hard body and I can feel your breath on my neck as you start singing along with the lead male singer. Your voice a carrying over his and sending shivers down my spine making me melt just that little bit and I cant help, but follow your lead and dance with you and sing along as well, swaying back and forth your chest at my back and your voice in my ears singing for me alone. The world has disappeared and it’s just the 2 of us in a room the heat of our body’s as one. Your fingers slowly but surely start stroking my side. Your other arms joins the first crossing over my stomach pulling me tighter into you and I can’t think of a single reason we should stop not one single thing comes to mind that this isn’t right and shouldn’t be happening. I don’t care that I don’t know your name that you could be anyone or anything. The song comes to a close, but we don’t separate and the next song comes on, something fast and heavy. We stay as we are slowly swaying back and forth just the 2 of us without the song though your no longer singing and all I can feel is your hot deep breathes fanning the hair along my neck getting slightly quicker the longer we stay as we are. And soon your lips and lightly brushing my neck sending tingles running through my body straight to my core and I have to push my legs together trapping the feelings inside and the dampness from escaping the confines of my barely there g-string underwear. I run my nails slowly and gently up and down your forearms across my middle and can feel the goose bumps as they form underneath. Wanting to touch more I move my arms up behind my head and around your neck bringing your lips tighter to my neck asking without works for more. Taking my not so subtle hints your lips connect more firmly in a kiss that makes my pulse rise and the heat to spike. My head tilts of its only violation letting you know that I want you to continue. All to soon you draw your lips away and my disappointment is paramount needing and wanting more a not so subtle whimper rises from my throat grabbing your attention and you run your face along the back of my head not to stop as I thought, but to gain access to the other side of my neck to pay tribute there as well turning my whimper into a sigh of pleasure and need. Kissing and now licking my neck your hands wander from my sides up and down my hips guiding them back against you so that I can feel your erection pressing into my ass. Slowly gyrating my hips in rhythm with you stroking you with my ass while your kisses become sucking with slight nips of your sharp teeth. For the first tonight I hear your voice slightly breathless and needy “Would you like to go somewhere more private to continue this” I reply instantly “Oh yes, my apartment’s only a few blocks away” Without any further conversation we gather our things and start to leave the club at the last minute I remember my friends and just send them a text letting them know that I’m heading home and not to worry. Of course I don’t mention that I’m not leaving alone, they would more then likely try to stop me. As we leave the bar and the door closes behind us he pulls me into a dark alcove and dives at my mouth devouring me from the inside out his hands roughly grab a hold of my ass and pull me deeply into him rubbing along my clef hitting just the right spot to drive me mad and causing a long loud groan to emanating right through me and echoing all around us. One of my hands is holding your head roughly keeping your mouth on mine and the second rubbing down the front of you smashed between our body’s slowly making progress to where it wants to be holding your cock right through your jeans feeling your hardness and testing your girth finding you not only as big as I thought, but thicker as well. Hearing your breath catch in your throat but not caring at all I start to stroke you as much as I can given the confining space and the fact that there is absolutely no give to your pants. My thoughts turn to how uncomfortable you must be and that all I want is to get you out of those jeans the sooner that hot hard cock can be in my mouth moving its way right down my throat. Pushing you away slightly I grab your hand and start to drag you along behind me wanting a closed door and bed as soon as possible. Getting the hint you pick up your pace to keep up and even over take me dragging me along slightly behind you keeping your eyes forward for much of the trip, but periodically looking back at me to pull me in and steal another of those mouth watering kisses keeping me drenched and wanting within only a small amount of control left I see my building up ahead and pull my hand from yours to dig through my bad to search for my keys wanting them in my hands so that I can unlock the door as soon as we get there. Taking the keys from my hand you open the door yourself seeing my hands shake both with excitement and nervousness. Grabbing my hand again and pulling me to the elevator the wait seemed to take forever. Once the door opens we both practically jump in and as soon as the doors close again we are on each other grabbing and fondling sucking and nibbling on everything that we can reach or grab hold of. Just barely noticing that elevator hasn’t moved I reluctantly let go and turn to push the button for my floor. As the door bell rings we rush out of the elevator and you head to the left I pull you to a stop and head right instead. Still with my keys in your hand you put the key in the door and unlock it, but before we can go in I push you to the wall and reach up and pull your head down for another frantic kiss. Not waiting anymore you pick me up and wrap my legs around your waist bringing my drenching wet cunt right up against your erect cock. Unable to help myself I lock my ankles around your back and rub against your feeling the moisture pouring out of me and soaking my panties until they are dripping wet. Slamming the door closed on your way in you walk right to the wall pinning me there as you thrust your hard cock right to my core grinding into me clothing and all. Hearing you Mutter about there being too many clothes between us. You rip my blouse right off me not bothering with the buttons to pop off and spread around the floor every which way. You hands go right to my ass pushing me up so you can lean down and run your tongue along the slopes of my breasts not touching anything but skin and turning your face to slowly rub your stumbled cheek along my erect nipples one at a time. Still not enough not now with moisture dripping out of me and what clothes remain constricting me making me feel itchy and uncomfortable I arch my back and reach behind me to undo my bra and let it slide down my arms until it falls between us and the contact with your cheek hits right at the source of some of my hormonal pain, right on my stiff and aching nipples. This proves to be a little to much even for you and the next thing I know your teeth and clamped down on my nipple not so gently tugging on it making it even more stiff and the achy like I’ve never felt before. My low moans become slight please begging for more wanting nothing but you to suck my nipples into your mouth as hard and as fast as you can giving me what I want. What I need and crave my hips gyrating out of control my thighs pulling you in as close as I can get you with our clothing still on stroking my burning clit with your hard cock against your zippered fly. Needing more needing a release more then my next breath I point to the door on our left trying to let you know that’s where we need to be. At first you’re too into sucking and nibbling on my nipples so once again I put my hand to your head and pull your head back by your hair and again point to my bedroom door, where we need to go where I need to be. Wanting my restrictive clothing removed from my body and your clothing off so that I can admire naked what I drooled at clothed. Stumbling along the way each step you take rubbing against me both my chest and my clit getting equal attention and your lips are again aggressively possessing my neck licking and sucking more then likely leaving a marks behind, but I’m beyond caring. I need more I need you inside me I want your tongue buried deep inside me while I ride your face for all I’m worth. Not knowing if either of us will last long enough for that to happen it’s still what I want and I can’t help but feel like this will be over so fast that neither of us will be completely happy with the end resort. In an effort to make this last and cool us both down. As soon as we reach the bedroom I drop off of you and rush into the bathroom and close the door giving us both a few needed minutes to cool off and hopefully be able to slow the pace to make this evening last that much longer. While in the bathroom I remove the rest of my clothes and get a face cloth and wipe off some of the sticky mess that has accumulated on the junction of my thighs. Walking back into the room I see you in the middle of the room removing your shirt and through I’ve felt your chest under my hands the real thing is just that much better and I walk up and drag my nails right down from your collar bone to the button of your jeans dipping my fingers inside only to feel the head of your cock almost popping right out. I lean in and with just the tip of my tongue flick one then the other nipple bringing them to harder points. All the while I run my hands up and down your sides in a smooth caress slightly grazing my nails on their way up. Unable to help myself I slowly unbutton your jeans and with a quick yank your zipper slides open show casing the largest and thickest cock I have ever seen in my life. With one hand still holding on to your hip the other glides down to your erect cock and I wrap my fingers around the base of it just holding on with a firm grip and my tongue wrapping itself around your nipple and my teeth slowly grazing it then taking it firmly into my mouth to suck on. Switching over to the other one as my hand slowly and gently starts to stroke your hard cock from back to tip and then down to cup your balls and massage them. Dropping to my knees in front of you I blow a long deep breath out slowly onto your cock while watching your face and see you shiver and your eyes close. I patiently wait for you to reopen your eyes and slowly run the tip of my tongue along my bottom lip and then take it between my teeth only to slowly release it and follow that with my tongue sliding along it. Having had enough with the teasing your hand creeps up behind my head and gently but firmly pulls my mouth closer to your cock until you can rub the head of it along my lips following the same path my tongue had just taken. Opening my mouth the head of your cock breaches the inside just to rest there as I run my tongue along the bulbous head and suck on it until your hips start to thrust slowly at first entering more and more into my mouth until I’m completely full with only about another two inches left. With one final thrust I open my throat wide and your cock slides right in as I gag slightly, but not enough to make me stop. I close my lips around the base of your cock and swallow with your cock still deeply imbedded in it thrusting in and out roughly now. You pull yourself out of my mouth and drag me up your boy taking my mouth once again as you reach down and run your fingers up and down my thighs and under my skirt just barely brushing against my freshly shaved lips, forcing me to thrust my hips against your hand hoping to force you to my clit like I need. Your fingers slip up and in a surprise move with perfect aim one of your fingers penetrates me making me gasp and moan your fingers slide roughly in and out of me while another finger lightly grazes my clit. My head falls back and I hold on to you with one arm around your neck. Panting and begging for more, you slowly release me and I fall right on to my back on the bed. As you point I move myself into the middle of the bed with my legs slightly spread so that you can see right up my skirt to the shear black lace g-string that I’m wearing. You kneel onto the bed and stretch out until your elbows are on the mattress and your hands have moved under my skirt and right to the strings on each side of my hips. Hooking your thumbs under neither you draw them slowly down my legs till you hit my knees and then lifting my legs up into the air you pull them off completely. My legs fall back into position on either side of you opening them just that little bit farther apart showing you what you have already felt my wet slit. Moving forward you take a deep breath, breathing in my musky scent. You move in closer and I can feel the tip of your tongue as you slowly take one long lick from bottom to top. Only to dive right in and suck on my clit causing me too involuntarily thrust my hips right up into your face wanting more. You push one finger deep inside me as you continue to suck and flick my clit with your strong firm tongue. As you continue I can feel my first orgasm just rip right through me with no warning at all. I drench your face with my cum and just keep on Cumming not stopping at all. Neither of us can wait any longer and you fall right on top of me. With your cock lying right on my cunt slowly your hips move, but not inside of me just sliding your dick through my slick wet folds hard and fast. I start to wrap my legs around your waist again but you stop me and move back onto your knees one on either side of my hips. While running your hands slowly up and down my body stopping at my hips and flipping me over onto my stomach grabbing one of my pillows you urge me up onto my knees and slide the pillow under my belly and again position your cock right at my dripping wet folds rocking your hips back and forth still not entering me just teasing. Your hands grip my hips holding onto me tightly you withdrawal your cock from me and my whimpers loudly echoing throughout the room. You pause for a few seconds but it feels like a lifetime. Only to have you slip your cock roughly in to my opening as hard as you can until no more can fit inside of me. The feeling of being so full is almost to much for me to endure and I cum again this time coating the walls of my vagina and your rock hard cock as well. You hold yourself still inside of me letting me adjust to your girth and then start to slowly push in and out of me in a frenzied pace unlike anything I have ever felt before. I can feel my muscles gripping you with every thrust without any notice my third orgasm of the night pushes through me coating not only your cock again, but also running freely down my thighs without any sign of stopping. Once again you pull your cock out of my wet sheathe only to turn me onto my side and spoon your self behind me to enter me, pulling one of my legs over yours to give yourself more leverage. As your arm holds my leg in place your fingers make direct contact with my clit and start to furiously play with me and flick it until yet another orgasm starts to rush through me only this time when I start to spasm against your cock your thrust again turn harder and rougher as your own orgasm takes hold and I can feel you pumping your hot thick cum right up inside of me what feels like a never end stream takes hold and when at then at last we are both spent. Wrapping your arms around me you’re now deflating cock still inside, we both fall into a deep sound sleep only to wake up several times during the night to start all over again.

Lying in near silence on his bedroll, Xavier squirms uncomfortably. The padding was nothing more than soft rabbit hides stitched together, and left plenty of chances for the rocks beneath him to bump through. He sighs irritably through his nose. At the sound of his displeasure, he hears rustling on the other side of the fire pit. “Is something wrong?” Comes the deep, throaty voice of his companion. That voice alone was enough to rumble deep beneath his heart and stir in his stomach. “No.” Xavier responds, despite himself. He only wanted to get back to sleep. Stanley being awake all night fussing would interrupt that for sure. “Okay.” He can barely see through the weak flames, when his friend turns to lay back on his own bedding. Stanley's was made of an old bear hide, if he remembered correctly. Xavier decides in that moment that it isn't worth his time to think about, and moves to stare back up at the stars in the sky. They're placed at random, twinkling just the same, some bright and some dim. He can just barely make out the different constellations he'd been trained to find since he was a teen. The shield, the sword, and the bottle. The fish, the staff. The dragon was his favorite. It curled majestically through the night sky, made up of all different stars, watching over everyone carefully as it tended to do. Still, the rocks poke endlessly into Xavier's back. He regrets his choice to not wear armor. “Stanley?” He calls into the night, just above a whisper. “Yes?” Comes the ready response. “Tomorrow night. We are getting a room at the inn.” ----------------------------------------------- Luckily, they managed to scrape together enough gold coins to afford space at the nearest inn. Dawnbrook was a town not famous for its hospitality, but it did well enough. There were small shops that lined the dirt road into town, and houses scattered back just beyond them. The river flowed some distance away, the sound of the water wheel at the sawmill splashing up into their ears as they walked. Stanley felt the need to redirect Xavier away from the shops, concerned with keeping their small wad of coins intact for the time being. If he wanted a room at the inn so badly he would need to control himself. “I don't understand. There is a barter system, you know.” Xavier points out impatiently, being taken away from the last shop on the road. “I do know.” Stanley nods, keeping his eyes forward. “I may not have had to spend any money.” “This way, there is a guarantee that you won't. Instead of a chance.” Xavier frowns, blowing a lock of tawdry red hair out of his eyes. He crosses his arms over his chest defiantly. His eyes stay put on Stanley's, watching him intently instead of the road. “Why must you always control me like this?” Xavier asks as they enter the inn. “Control you, how?” Stanley seems unimpressed, placing their ten coins on the counter in front of the keeper. Some of the coins are caked in river mud, and he hopes they're clean enough to be recognized. “You won't allow me to do anything for myself. You claim that it's 'safer' that way.” Xavier raises his hands in a quoting motion, following Stanley still to the room they were assigned. He waits for the door to close behind Xavier before he sets his pack down and responds. “It is safer that way. If I wasn't looking out for you, you would get yourself into far too much trouble.” “Horseshit!” Xavier snaps through tight teeth. “I could handle myself just fine, even before I met you!” “Xavier, please.” Stanley relents, pulling at the straps holding his armor to his body. “I do not want to quarrel with you.” “Then admit there is nothing to quarrel about.” “I won't lie to you.” Xavier narrows his eyes, stomping to the other end of the room. Stanley continues unhindered, unstrapping his chestplate with practiced and easy movements. He sets it down on the floor by his pack, starting on the belt keeping his tassets in place. As it's removed, Xavier's eye is drawn to the shape of Stanley's groin beneath the chainmail. He feels unsure about lusting after his companion as he had for some time. If it isn't a distraction, it's surely at least unprofessional. Prompting him to think, was this a professional relationship? Surely it was. They were business partners, most likely. Traveling the countryside looking for odd jobs, be it vanquishing necromancers or leading trolls and their mammoth horses to less destructive places. He and Stanley had accomplished a lot in their time together, but was that grounds for a courtship? Perhaps. It occurred to Xavier then, as Stanley finally sat to remove his boots, that his thoughts had gone completely off course. Grounds for a courtship or not, this mean clearly understood nothing about who he was or what he wanted. Xavier was angry all anew. “Xavier,” Stanley says softly, catching the look the shorter man holds. The frustration is obvious, but the dusting of blush between his freckles just seems out of place. “I mean no harm by what I say. But you are just... naïve.” “Come off of it! You have no idea-” “I do, though. And I know that you need someone to protect you from powers that you're careless with.” “I do not need anything like that! I don't need you telling me so, either!” Xavier shouts, his voice becoming higher as his anger mounts. “I am not careless, nor am I naïve! You treat me like a spoiled prince, and I'm sick of it! I didn't hire you, I didn't ask for your service. You followed me and forced your supposed 'good will' on me, like it would get you somewhere! Well, where has it gotten you?” Xavier watches him with his hip cocked. Stanley doesn't respond, only stares at him, evenly. His hands are frozen on the cuff of one of his boots. He doesn't dare move. “It has only gotten you self-imposed burdens and scars.” Xavier finishes, darkly. His chin tips up to reflect the confidence in his words. Stanley's head bows lower, as he removes his boot in full. “I will accept those burdens and scars,” he says, slowly, “so long as they keep you safe.” “Why!?” Xavier's voice rises higher than it had yet, angry and tinged with desperation. “Why do you care this much? Do you have some kind of need to feel important? Do you get off on a job well done? What, are you hoping one day, I'll jump into your arms like a grateful escaped prisoner!? Is that it?” “No.” “Then, what?” Stanley rising to his feet serves to effectively silence Xavier. He pads forward on the rough wooden floors, stopping just in front of the shorter man and raising both hands to his face. He holds the soft jawline between his fingers as gently as he is capable of. One huge calloused thumb brushes across the swell of his cheek. “Because,” Stanley murmurs, swallowing thickly. “I care for you.” Xavier's awe twists hard into sour disdain. He takes hold of Stanley's wrists, pushing them away forcefully. “Get your hands off of me.” he says. “This is so not the time for humor.” Stanley starts a rapidly weakening excuse as Xavier steps past him, laying down onto the bed. Throwing himself, really. He presses his face into the raggedly sewn pillow, hand grasping the blanket tight. Stanley frowns in pity. Xavier's knees are pulled up to his chest, the curve of his ass visible beneath the clinging fabric of his robes. Everything about him is delicate, soft and practical. Offset completely by the immense power of the magic he holds. Stanley is quite possibly drawn closer by this, coming to sit on the edge of the bed beside him. “I'm sorry.” He says, mournfully low. “I didn't want to hurt your feelings.” “Regardless. You did.” Xavier is muffled by the pillow. “How can I make it up to you?” “Oh, stop.” He raises his head from the pillow some to look at Stanley. The tears at the corners of his eyes are the saddest thing the man's ever seen. “You think I'm just a child.” “I don't,” Stanley slips off of the bed to kneel beside it, eye-to-eye with Xavier. “I think that you're strong and confident, and well educated. The magic you control terrifies me. That is why I want you to stay safe. There aren't many skilled mages left in our world, and I think that it would be tragic if I let one as magnificent as you slip through my fingers.” “You're just saying that.” “I won't lie to you.” Xavier considers this for some time. His eyes, an electric glittering blue, cut a hole into Stanley's heart that wasn't there before. His hand comes up again, slower than before, to test. He wipes at the one fallen tear gingerly. It smears across Xavier's cheek, uncovering the barest hint of a smile. It becomes clear in that time to Stanley that he won't say anything. Not that there's much to say, anyways. Xavier's thin fingers have come up to rest over the knuckles on Stanley's hand, and they curl around the back to grasp it and lift it closer. He uses it to sort of pull himself up and away from the pillow, rising up slowly and leaning further in. They meet halfway in an exhilarating kiss. Xavier's tongue is slick and pliable, edging its way in ever so insistently. Stanley exhales a contented sigh through his nose, pulling the other man closer by his chin and deepening their kiss. A hand suddenly touches at Stanley's shoulder. Xavier's fingers tighten into the fabric of his undershirt. It's soaked in sweat and dried river mud, and neither of them can wait for it to be removed. They watch each other undress silently, all the while ignoring the bustling of the inn outside of their door. Stanley drops his chainmail in a jingling pile off of the side of the bed, his undershirt following, covering the metal over like a tarp. His tanned skin is obscured some by smatterings and tangles of hair growing in any and all possible places. Xavier traces a hand through the dense fur on his chest, dragging his fingers down through the line it draws to his groin. The hair there is thicker, somehow darker, and makes his mouth water. His focus is broken by Stanley's hand redirecting his own down to the bed. Stanley pulls with purpose at the sash holding his robes together, sitting back on his legs when the knot finally gives. He unfolds Xavier's robes open like a book that he just can't wait to read. Those soft blue pages fall open onto the bed, revealing fine smooth skin peppered with freckles. Stanley can't resist, and bends down to run his tongue up the swell of Xavier's chest. He lets out a breath and coos, head lagging to the side as Stanley's tongue stops at his neck. It's accompanied by a kiss, a breath, and the distinct feel of teeth pressing just into the vulnerable side of his throat. Xavier gasps, fingers tightening around his hip. Stanley's large hands continue to work beneath the guise of his lips, pulling at the waist of Xavier's trousers and tugging them down to his thighs. He looks down between them. He sees the head of his own cock, masked by foreskin, very near to Xavier's. He dwarfs the other man considerably, in many aspects, but this one the most obvious. He drags his hips down. “Oh,” Xavier sighs, feeling Stanley's cock slide up against his. He bucks his hips upward, his flat stomach brushing against the solid ripple of Stanley's. “Gods. Stanley, please.” “Please, what, my dear?” Stanley asks, honestly. “Touch me.” He can't say no to a request like that. Stanley's hand wraps around both of their cocks, hardly able to make it the whole way because of his own. He strokes once, twice, spreading precum from them both across their lengths. He's obsessed with the feeling of Xavier's gasps ghosting across his ear. “Do we still have the oil?” Stanley finally asks. “My bag.” Xavier groans, soft and lovely. He moves to get up before Stanley can do it first. Crawling out from beneath him, he sits on his knees to reach over the side of the bed to retrieve the vial. As he digs almost frantically into the largest pocket, he feels Stanley's hands grasp firmly onto his ass. The thumbs spread his cheeks wide. His soft hum peaks to a cry as a flat tongue sweeps across his entrance. “Stanley...!” He's breathless as the man tongues at him. “Filthy. So filthy.” There's only more pressure on his ass as the tongue presses into him. Lapping at his hole, opening him up, their course has been set. Xavier hands the glass bottle back to him, the translucent yellow-green oil sloshing around inside. Stanley sits up on his knees and pulls the cork from the bottle with his teeth. Where this oil came from, he has no exact knowledge. He pours a liberal amount directly onto Xavier. The man stays on his knees, cheek pushed into the bedding, heart beating in his ears as the oil is spread over his ass. How they got to this point is all a blur to him. The oil drips down from his hole, and Stanley palms absently at his balls. His other hand works dexterously to finger Xavier open. The man gasps with every extra finger inserted, rubbing insistently at his insides and scissoring to stretch him out. All coherent thought is out the window. “Stanley,” Xavier pants, looking up as best as he can. “Stanley. I need...” “I know. I know,” the larger man kisses delicately at Xavier's tailbone before sitting back to look at the sight before him. Legs spread, ass swaying in the air, soaked and slick and open. His cock hangs flushed and heavy beneath. Stanley gives it a few sympathetic strokes, rising up behind Xavier to ready himself. He tugs at both of them with one hand each, spreading the oil evenly. He takes a second to pour a bit extra onto himself, figuring there can't really be too much. “Are you ready?” Stanley asks, placing both hands on Xavier's hips. “Do it. Please. Give it to me.” Xavier cries dumbly into the blankets, fisting his hands into the fabric, eyes squeezed shut. The sight of him begging like that will never get old, Stanley decides, and promptly lines up with his entrance. At the first push of Stanley's cock, Xavier's eyes fly wide open. One of the hands at his hips keeps him from bucking back and forth, and he relents to stuttery moans instead. He's held in place and defenseless against the onslaught of that massive dick. The head works its way in suddenly, and he sobs weakly into the bed. Time stops, for just a few moments, as Stanley slides his cock the rest of the way in. Xavier struggles to regain his breath. Stanley lets his out, relieved as he sinks into the tight heat of his virgin ass. “Hey,” Stanley mumbles from somewhere behind him. “It's okay. That's all of it. That's it.” “You're so big,” Xavier whispers, almost in awe. “I can't. It won't...” “It will.” He's already reaching for the remainder of the oil. “I promise. We can stop any time, okay?” Xavier only forces out a noise in response, hiding his face once again. He's too overwhelmed to ask to continue, and too prideful to say stop. He's well and truly stuck. Stanley ignores the swell of pride in his gut and pulls back slowly, oiling up the length of his cock until it drips onto the bedding. Slow once again, he pushes back into Xavier. Part of him can't wait to just fuck with unashamed abandon, but he silences it as soon as it occurs to him. Xavier's comfort is worth more to him than that. Pulling nearly all the way out and pushing back in, he repeats this motion several times. He watches Xavier's shoulders all the while to gauge his reactions. The redhead still has his face hidden to muffle his cries and disguise his flushed and red cheeks. Eventually, his shoulders fall, arms relaxing. A particularly deep move releases a full and deep moan, as opposed to the short and chopped ones he'd been giving. Stanley moves like that again in response, and he relaxes further. “Yeah?” “Uh huh.” Their brief conversation sparks Stanley to keep going. He increases his pace, still just as deep, moving in until he feels his own balls nudge against Xavier's. The noises below him spur him to go even faster. Stanley rolls his hips, bending over the other man's back as he fucks harder. Xavier cries out at the tingling spreading beneath his skin and over his shoulder blades, worsening as Stanley's hands come to wrap around his chest. He tugs at Xavier's nipples, the feeling going straight to his cock. Another bead of precum dribbles out, quickly swiped away by the blankets beneath them. Stanley stretches him wide, fucking into him hard, leaning over his back and holding him down further. Xavier's moans get louder, more encouraging. The tingling is all over now. “I'm so- Gods, I'm so close.” Xavier sobs, gasping at the lewd sounds of Stanley's hips slapping against his ass. Close to what, he didn't know. But the mounting pleasure in his gut was enough of an indication. It felt like the same underlying fire as panic, but he wanted it. He wanted it bad. “Come on.” Stanley growls closer to his ear. “Come on, gorgeous. Come for me.” “Oh my Gods.” Xavier lets his head fall back down to the blankets, moans silenced in his throat by the shock of one particular thrust. It's deep, like it's pressing into his stomach, and immediately followed by more of the same. He makes a very undignified squeak. It causes Stanley to go even faster. “Please, Stanley, I'm so- I'm so...” “Yeah. Yeah, let me hear it.” They were both talking gibberish, and they knew it. Xavier's only got worse as he came. Babbling complete nonsense, riding through his orgasm, painting the blankets with thin stripes as Stanley continued to fuck him. He slowed down some, sure, and finally pulled out. He rolls Xavier onto his side, then onto his back. The other man has gone limp and does nothing to object. Stanley pulls his legs back up and positions them more open than they were. He gets a good look at Xavier's face as he thrusts back into his ass. His cheeks bright red and freckles nearly hidden by the blush, splotching all the way down to his shoulders and up to the tips of his pointed ears. His eyes are half-lidded, tongue up front and center in his open mouth as he pants. His cock drools the last little bit of cum onto his stomach, misplaced and swaying with the force of Stanley's hips. He seems a long way off from coming, which concerns Xavier to some degree. His hands reach up weakly to wrap around Stanley's shoulders, and the man dips down to kiss him. The slapping gets louder and more pronounced this way, Xavier's ass more open to him. Stanley moves his hands under Xavier's lower back, lifting him some, giving him a better vantage point to fuck deeper. Xavier lets out a gutteral groan at this. It takes Stanley five more minutes to cum. Pistoning relentlessly in and out of Xavier, keeping him held up like a ragdoll, pumping cum deep into his ass. He wonders distantly how far up it had gone. When he pulls out, finally, there's only a bit frothed up onto the length of his cock. He sits back and actually watches for any to come dribbling out. “Stanley,” Xavier pants, exhausted. He makes no move to do anything but breathe. “I love your ass.” He mumbles idly. Xavier lets his head fall back onto the blankets once again, arms laying limp at his sides. He tightens up again, tensing as Stanley's finger digs into his hole. Fingering him shallowly and withdrawing a wad of stringy cum. He feels it being wiped back onto his hole as more comes dripping out. Xavier lays an arm over his face, embarrassed. “Don't look at it.” He says, quietly. Stanley obeys and moves up to lay beside him. They stay like that for some time. Xavier curls into Stanley's chest, and Stanley holds him tight, almost as an apology for fucking him senseless. They both debate on their own time how often this reward system will come into play. Xavier decides that, if it's going to be like this every time, then maybe he'd like Stanley to insult him more often.

Let me make some details clear for you. I'm 16, around 5ft 9in and of Indian ethnicity. I currently study in Year 12 in the UK and moved here when I was 7 years old. Perhaps my obvious lust for my teacher stems from the fact that I go to an all-boys school. Obviously, girls at a premium, so in a testosterone-fuelled environment, we have to make do with teachers. My teacher, Miss Garrad, was not the greatest looking woman I had ever set my eyes on, but she had that certain something that others didn't have. She stood at around 5ft 6in, weighed around a healthy 140lbs, had light blonde hair, just below shoulder length and was, I would hazard a guess, around her mid-20s. She had small tits, around 32B, but what she lacked in the breasts department, she more than made it up in the ass. Her ass was a work of beauty, as I'm sure I've mentioned before. Perfectly formed, not too big to stick out and grab everyone's attention, but just big enough for me to fantasise what I would do with it. Naturally, she was the subject of several masturbatory fantasies, as I usually knocked one out, as teenage boys do. So going back to the beginning, there I was, staring and mentally ravishing the beauty, who had now sat down to some work on her laptop, whilst she set us some work to do. 'Yo Raj, what's the answer to A?' said my friend Ivan, sitting next to me. That snapped me out of my daydream, and I quickly started doing the work, trying to not arouse suspicion. 'Huh what? Oh, sorry man, haven't done it yet,' I replied. Once I was confident that he was looking away, I returned my gaze to Miss Garrad. Today, she was wearing the black knee-length skirt, black tights, heels, a plain black shirt with a brown cardigan tied around her waist. Her hair was tied up. Suddenly, the bell rang to signal the end of the day. As my attention was diverted from her, as the mass melee of students made a beeline for the door, I realised with impending dread, I HAD DETENTION THAT DAY! It was given to me by my bitch of a Chemistry teacher last week, and I had completely forgot about it. I trudged off to the hall, where detentions are held. My mood had been lifted seeing my favourite teacher but it turned sour as I entered the hall, waiting for the teacher who would oversee the hour of hell. I waited there for a good 10 mins, and I was just about to go when in walked Miss Garrad! My mood again uplifted, and I had a spring in my step, even though I'd been asked to write an essay, on why running around in a Chemistry lab is dangerous. An hour later, I had finished the work, and made my way over to the desk to hand it to Miss Garrad. Being so close to her, my cock sprang to attention. Just at that time, she decided to look at me, and I could tell her eyes were fixed on it. Shit, I thought, I'm dead. 'Erm... Raj, can you explain this please?' she frowned, looking at my engorged prick and back to my face. 'What do you think it is, miss?' I was shocked at my boldness. I guess now that I'm screwed, I might as well go the full distance. 'Well, it seems like you have.... an erection,' she paused before saying the dreaded word, but the interesting this was, she had a quizzical look on her face, rather than a furious one as I had expected. Continuing my boldness, I said: 'Touch it, miss.' When she hesitated, I grabbed her hand and slowly guided it towards my throbbing dick. Her eyes grew wide, and she looked at me. My cock wasn't huge, about 6 inches, but I was proud of its girth. It was a handful. Suddenly, I lost all control, bent down, and kissed her flush on the lips. To my surprise, she responded, and that encouraged me even more. I lifted her up from the chair, pushed her against the wall and continued making out with her. My hands were roaming her body, and I quickly stripped her of the cardigan and the shirt. She was wearing a plain black bra, which I quickly lifted up to reveal her delightful tits. The nipples were sticking out, which I quickly placed in my mouth and sucked. A moan escaped from her lips, and she arched her head back. I continued my assault on my teacher's tits, swapping the tits on at a time. I loved being in control. Once I was done with her tits, I pulled down my trousers and boxers, to expose my throbbing cock. It was literally rock-hard, and at that point, would've cut through a diamond. I placed my hands on her shoulder, indicating her to go down. Once she did, I guided my cock into her mouth. Oh my god, it was heaven! I started slowly, allowing her to get used to the size, but later, my lust overwhelmed me. I unclipped her hair, grabbed a handful of her hair and started throat-fucking her. I felt cum boiling up in my balls but I wasn't ready yet. I thrust all my cock into her mouth one last time, held her there for around 10 seconds and slowly withdrew. She had started scratching at my thighs, begging me to release her, but I held her there, until I knew that any more and I was going to explode. Once she had recovered, she turned around and smiled at me, and I knew she wanted it just as bad as I did. 'I want that fat cock in my pussy NOW,' she exclaimed. I was aching to fuck her, so I lifted her up, pulled down that skirt, unveiling her delicious ass. I spanked it several times, each time producing a yelp from her. She laid back on the desk, opening her legs for me, as an invitation to enter her pussy. I didn't resist. I put the head of my cock at her entrance, teased her for a bit, rubbing my cock up and down her shaved pussy, and thrust it into her in one go. I almost erupted at that point; however, I regained control of my emotions and proceeded to fuck her nice and slowly. 'Yes, yes, oh my god, YES!' she shouted. I had never seen this persona of hers before, so naturally I was shocked, but I soon regained composure. I increased the speed of my thrusting in her now dripping pussy. Lucky this was after school hours, I thought, otherwise I'd be dead! Soon, after god knows how long ravaging her pussy, I felt near the edge. 'I'm gonna cum, Miss Garrad!' I shouted. 'Call me Rebecca. That's right, yes, in my pussy! Aaaaaaahhhhhh.' no sooner had she said those words, I felt that familiar feeling. My knees went weak, and I released what seemed like a truckload of sperm right in her pussy. I kept fucking her through it, and let me tell you, it was the best feeling in the world. Right after that, she too had her orgasmed, as her juices cleaned away the sperm on the head of my rapidly flaccid cock. To both our astonishment, I felt my dick getting hard again. Rebecca immediately jumped off of the desk, and took my prick in her hands, wanking it furiously in order to get it back to full health. I had other ideas though. 'Suck me dry, beautiful,' I said, as she looked in my eyes, gave a sultry smirk, and took my prick in her warm mouth. Once again, I felt I'd died and gone to heaven. Even though I was sexually spent, I thrust my cock in her face. Grabbing a bunch of her hair, I directed my prick to the deep regions of her mouth, till I felt it touching the throat. I continued doing this for some time, until my cock returned back to its full erection. 'Raj, I want it in my ass. Please.' she said in a pleading voice. She got up, turned round and placed her hands on her table, whilst sticking her ass out to me. And who was I to resist? Rediscovering my energy, I positioned my cock behind her tiny hole. Although it was small, I was sure that she was not an anal virgin. I didn't really care, I was finally going to fulfil one of my best fantasies. I slowly inched the cock in her ass, one at a time, until the head was nestled in her impossibly tight butt. A soft groan escaped her lips, which gave me confidence. I slowly pushed the rest of my cock through, until all 6 inches were firmly positioned in her derriere. The pleasure was immense. I brought the cock out and thrust it back in, but this time faster. 'Oh shit, oh shit, oh yes, GIVE IT TO ME,' she screamed, and that was my signal. I pistoned my cock in and out of her, the savage in me taking over. After 10 minutes of intense fucking, I was ready to deposit my load in her ass. I had no doubt ripped her a new one, and I was quite proud of the feat. 'Do it on my face, Let me taste that teenage cum of yours,' Rebecca panted, exhausted from taking my cock in her ass. I pulled out of her ass just as I was about to explode and started jacking off furiosly. She quickly rose from the desk and squatted down, eagerly awaiting her reward. She wasn't disappointed. Despite having jizzed unreal amounts just 30 mins before, I let rip one of the biggest of my life. It splashed on her face, covering her eyes, nose, lips everything. And it continued for a good 10-15 seconds. At the end, you couldn't even recognise that this was Miss Garrad. I cleaned myself up, as did she, put on my clothes and left the building. I had just had the best fuck of my life and I was hoping for more.

Fun In Twickenham (The adventures of Chris and Linda) Bisexual, Crossdressing After my bath I stood naked in front of the mirror. At nineteen years old, I knew I was less than masculine. I had long ago given up any pretence of being manly. My body was slender, with no muscles to speak of, hairless except for a small patch on my pubes. My hair was long, dark brown and slightly wavy, down past my nipples now. My face - well, nice looking in a girlish sort of way. The whole effect was rather feminine. I was looking forward to seeing my girlfriend, Linda. She was twenty-four, blonde, and very pretty, with gorgeous green eyes. She was also rather kinky, which I loved, and liked my long hair and my feminine looks. I decided to surprise her and I went to my secret drawer and pulled out a pair of black satin panties. I slipped them up my legs, feeling the delicious sexy feeling as they slid up my bare thighs and over my bottom. I fondled my cock through the satin. It started to swell a little. Such a thrill. Next I got out a skimpy gold lycra camisole, very thin with spaghetti straps. I put it on and checked myself out in the mirror. I looked quite pretty and girly with my bare shoulders showing and my long hair falling down over them. I wanted to put some lipstick on but I daren't. I had to take the train over to Linda's. I put my jeans on and a black leather jacket, zipping it up high so my girl's top wouldn't show, and walked from my little flat in Wandsworth over to Clapham Junction train station. Sitting on the station platform I was acutely aware of the black satin panties under my jeans, and the sensitivity of my cock inside them. I stroked my crotch surreptitiously, making sure no-one was looking. You are such a naughty, girly boy, I thought to myself. The train arrived and I got on. There were only about five people in the carriage, two men, one of them young and quite good-looking, an old woman, and a middle-aged couple. As the journey progressed, the younger man kept looking at me. Maybe he thought I was a girl, lots of people do, or maybe he liked boys, I don't know. If he only knew what I was wearing underneath my street clothes! He eventually got off the train at Richmond, giving me a big smile. It was weirdly exciting to be fancied by a guy. It made me feel feminine and nice. The journey was half an hour altogether, and by the time I got to Twickenham I was aching to see Linda, to kiss her and make love to her. I stepped off the train and walked over to my girlfriend's house, feeling excited and sexy all over. I rang the bell and waited. The door opened and my sweet angel stood there, a vision of loveliness, with her long, blonde, wavy hair and pretty face, her slender, curvy, sexy body. I was envious. I wanted to BE her. "Chrissie," she said, giving me a dazzling smile, "come in." She had the most delicious, sexy mouth with full, red lips and perfect white teeth. I walked in, shutting the door behind me. "Kiss me," she said. We went into a long and lovely french kiss lasting several minutes. "Delicious," she said, as we broke our kiss, slightly breathless. We went into her living room, holding hands. "You'd better take your jacket off," said Linda. I unzipped my leather jacket, revealing my gold camisole top. "Oh, Chrissie, you look lovely," she said, taking the jacket, "that's such a pretty top." She knew I liked to wear girls' clothes, in fact she often let me try hers on. "I know. I love it," I said, "I feel really feminine today." "You'd better look out then," she said, "you know I love girly boys." She came and stood in front of me and stroked my long hair, tracing her fingers slowly down my bare chest and over the low-cut front of my camisole, giving me chills. "It's such a pretty colour, it goes great with your hair," she said, and gave me a soft, lingering kiss on the mouth. She slid her soft hands over my bare shoulders, makling me tingle. "You really look lovely," she said. "I like wearing pretty clothes," I said, "it's such a thrill." "I love it when you wear stuff like this," she said, "you always get so girly and sexy." She tilted her pretty head and looked me up and down. "You really need to wear a skirt with that top," she said, with a coy smile. "I'd love to put a skirt on," I said, my heart beating faster. "I've got a sexy black one you can borrow," she said, "take those horrible jeans off." She disappeared into the bedroom. I quickly slipped my shoes and socks off, then took my jeans off and threw them on a chair. I stood there in just my camisole and panties. Linda came back holding a slinky looking little black skirt. "Ooh, Chrissie, nice panties," she said, "very sexy." She came close and put her hand on my bottom, feeling the panties. "Mmm," she said, "they feel lovely. Did you buy them yourself?" "Yes," I said, "I went to Miss Selfridge. I said they were for my girlfriend." "I love boys in panties," she said, stroking my bottom gently. Her soft little hand felt divine on my satin-clad rear. "You have such a sexy little bum," she said, "I think I should pull your panties down and spank you." "What, spank my bare bottom?" I said coyly. She looked at me with her beautiful big green eyes. "I would be really gentle," she said, "and then I could kiss it better." I imagined her gorgeous, soft mouth kissing my naked bottom. How naughty. I felt a thrill of sexual delight. "But first you have to be a good little girl and put your skirt on," she said teasingly. She stopped caressing my bottom and handed it to me. I stepped into the flimsy skirt and pulled it up around my waist. I zipped it up and fastened the little button on the waistband. It came to halfway up my thighs, falling in soft waves and flaring out prettily. "Oh, Chrissie," Linda said, "you make such a lovely girl." I crossed my arms over my skinny chest and wiggled my hips slowly for her. "Oh God, that's untrue," she said, "you look so sexy in a skirt." "Do I really look like a girl?" I asked. "You're more girly than most girls I know," she said. "I want to be girly and pretty," I confessed. "Come into my bedroom and let me put some makeup on you then," she said, "and make you look really pretty." "I'd love that," I said, excited. I followed her eagerly into a huge bedroom, beautifully decorated in pink and violet, with a double bed and big, fluffy pillows. It was gloriously feminine. "Come over to the dresser," she said, "sit on this little stool and let me fix you up." I went and sat in front of the mirror. Linda knelt beside me. "You have to be still," she said. I sat, motionless, as she took some gold eyeshadow and painted it carefully on my eyelids, blending it upwards expertly with her finger. Then she took some kohl and made a fine dark line around my eyes. Finally she took out a tube of soft red lipstick. "Pout your mouth," she said. I pouted happily and she applied lipstick to my eager boy's lips. I pressed them together like I had watched my sister do a hundred times. "Oh, wow," I said, seeing my reflection in the mirror. I couldn't believe how pretty, how sexy she had made me look. I felt lovely. "Let me do your hair," she said. Linda used her hairbrush to fluff out my hair, making it look fuller and more feminine. "Oh, Chrissie, I love you as a girl," she said. She moved close to me. "You look so hot with makeup on," she said, "kiss me with that pretty mouth." Our lips met in a sweet, delicate, feminine kiss. "Delicious," she said. She put her lips close to my ear. "I want you to fuck me dressed like that," she whispered. "You're such a naughty little girl," I said. "It's your fault," Linda said, "you make me have naughty fantasies. Looking at you makes me want to do rude things." I turned to her and began to slowly unbutton the front of her white lace blouse. "Oh," she said, "you naughty little girlie boy. Now you're undressing me." She let me undo all the buttons, looking at me the whole time. I tilted my head and looked at her girlishly. "Chrissie, you look so feminine," she said, "you're making me wet now." "Tell me about your naughty fantasies," I said as I undid the last button. "I think about girls," she said softly, "their pretty eyes, their sexy lips and their soft, lovely bodies. I want to kiss them on the mouth and make love to them." "Girls? That's very, very naughty," I said with mock sternness, "pretty girls having sex with each other. You can't do that." "I want to," she said, "I want to pull their pretty little panties down and kiss them where you kiss me." She kissed my lips again. "I love that fantasy," I said, "can I be your girlfriend?" "Oh, Chrissie, yes," she said. I opened the front of her blouse wide, exposing her small, beautifully shaped tits. I stroked her naked little breasts lightly with my fingertips, hardly touching her. She gave a soft little moan. Her pretty, dark pink nipples were sticking out, erect and hard. I caressed them lightly. They felt so beautiful. "Fuck, my nipples feel so sensitive," she said, "your hands feel lovely. You're so gentle. Just like a girl." "I love your little girl tits," I said, fondling them gently. "I'm only thirteen," she said, with mock innocence. She gave a little giggle and crossed her hands over her breast in a sweet, feminine gesture. "What else would you like to do to girls?" I asked. "I'll show you if you like," she said. She got up and went over to the bed. She sat down and patted the soft, pink quilt next to her. "Come and sit next to me little girl," she said. I got up and walked shyly over to her, acting like a young girl. I sat down daintily, my knees together. I smoothed my skirt down over my thighs. "Chrissie, you're such a lovely little sissy," she said, "you look so sexy with lipstick on." Linda moved close to me and kissed my mouth, a soft, light kiss. She slipped her hand under my camisole top and started stroking my bare chest, feeling my body slowly, softly, making me tingle all over. "I love your tiny tits," she said, feeling my nipples gently, "just like a young girl's." She moved her hand down and stroked my tummy. "You feel so soft," she said, "I want to undress you and kiss you all over your sweet little girl's body." "I love when you say that, it makes me feel so nice," I said, "I wish I could be a little girl for you." I slipped my skirt up saucily, showing more of my smooth thighs. "I'm a boy though," I said, sighing. "Oh," she exclaimed, "you have such pretty legs for a boy." She started stroking my thighs. A sexy tingling ran through my body at her gentle, girl's touch. I let my legs fall open a little. "That feels lovely," I said. I leaned my head on her shoulder and let her caress my thighs. "You feel like a girl," she said, "so smooth. Your thighs feel just like Lissy's." "Who's Lissy?" I asked dreamily, lost in the ecstasy of her lovely soft caresses. "My friend from Leicester," she replied, "she has really long dark hair like you. I quite fancy her." "You do this with her?" I asked, excited at the thought of Linda actually having sex with another girl. "She stays with me sometimes. One night we got a little drunk," she said. "What did you two get up to?" I asked, very curious. "We kissed a lot...we took our tops off and compared tits. Lissy's got tiny ones like me," Linda said, "except her nipples are brown. She let me feel them. I let her feel mine too. It was wonderful." She sighed softly, remembering her girly adventure. "Ooh, you're getting me all excited now," I said, "tell me more." "We kissed each other's nipples," she said, giving me a sly look, "girls love that." I could feel my cock stiffening in my panties. "Ohh," I said, "that's so sweet." I felt Linda's hand under my skirt, tracing her fingertips lightly up and down the insides of my thighs. The feeling was exquisitely sexy. "We felt up each other's skirts too," she said, "just like this. She let me feel her stocking-tops. She has gorgeous soft thighs. I didn't have stockings on but it was fantastic having a girl feel my thighs. Girls are so gentle. Not like boys. Except you of course. You're different. You're so much like her." She gave me a soft little kiss on my cheek. "You love Lissy don't you?" I said, stroking her hair softly. "She's my very best friend," Linda replied. "What else do you do?" I asked, getting increasingly excited by the stories of Linda's lesbian exploits. "One day we went for a walk in Richmond park," she said, "with no panties on. It was such a thrill." "Were you drunk?" I asked, smiling. "Maybe a little. We found a secluded spot and we spent a long time just kissing. We both love kissing. Lissy is such a sexy kisser. She makes me so wet. If anyone had come by they would have had a great show. Two girls french kissing, with their hands up each other's skirts. Eventually we wound up doing what girls love best." she said. She gave me a secretive little smile. "And what is that?" I asked. "You'll have to guess," she said, "all I can tell you is that Lissy tastes delicious." She slid her hand up between my thighs all the way to the top. I opened my legs a bit wider to give her easier access. I felt her fingertips tracing little circles on the insides of my thighs right up at the top, almost touching my panties. I gave a little girly sigh. "Sensitive little thighs," she said as she caressed me softly. It was indescribably erotic watching her with her hand up my skirt, feeling her touching me. I imagined we were both girls. My heart was beating fast. "Lissy is a pretty name," I said. "She's a pretty girl," said Linda, "she's got a lovely body. We went back to my place and spent the night together." I pictured Linda and Lissy in bed together, naked, kissing, feeling each other's beautiful sexy bodies, doing very naughty things with their pretty mouths. How erotic. My little cock swelled to a full erection inside my girly undies. "She'd love you, I know that," she said. "she told me she likes pretty, feminine boys." "I'll tell you a secret," I said, "don't tell anybody." "Of course I wont," she said, sliding her naughty hand down the inside of my bare thigh and then up again, "what is it?" "I like pretty boys too," I confessed, "I'd love to make love to a really girly boy." "Really? Chrissie, you little sweetheart," she said, "ooh. How sexy. I'd love to watch." Linda moved her hand up further and I felt her fingertips touching my panties. She started stroking them delicately, feeling my hard cock through the flimsy satin. I felt my heart beating faster. "Pretty boys, kissing and doing sexy things to each other," she said. "Pretty boys dressed as girls," I added. "Ooh, what a lovely thought," Linda said, "you are such a naughty little boy." "I know," I said coyly, snuggling up close to her. I felt her feeling my cock through my panties, fondling it, gently squeezing it. "Ooh, Chrissie, you're so hard," she said, "lovely." "Thinking of you and Lissy," I said. "Thinking of pretty boys too," she said, massaging my cock really gently. "Yes," I admitted, enjoying her tender massage. "I want to pull your panties down," she said, "and see your little boy cock." "OK. Just for you," I said. I stood up and lifted my skirt daintily. "Chrissie you're such a darling little sissy," she said. "You could be my beautiful, girly boyfriend," I suggested, moving a little closer to her. "Chrissie, you're making me so wet," she said, her voice a little husky. She reached out, hooked her fingers in my panties and slid them down my thighs. My hard little cock sprung out and stuck up in plain view. "Oh, it's lovely," she said, "it's so cute." She took the end of my cock delicately between her forefinger and thumb and slid the foreskin back ever so gently, revealing the shiny purple head. "It's beautiful," she said, almost in a whisper. Still holding my cock, she moved in and kissed the exposed head. Her lips were soft and wet and felt unbelievably sensual on the sensitive skin of my cock head. She opened her mouth and moved closer. I watched my cock slipping in slowly between her beautiful red lips. I cried out in ecstasy as I felt the soft, lovely wetness of her mouth enveloping my penis. She moved her pretty head gently back and forth and it slipped in and out of her gorgeous mouth. I could feel her long, golden hair tickling my bare thighs. I felt her gentle hands slide around to cup my naked bottom as I slowly fucked her lovely mouth with my now extremely hard cock. It was lovely to watch. I heard myself uttering sweet little sighs and moans, more like a girl than a boy. After taking me to girlie heaven for a long while, she sat back and let my still-hard penis slip out of her mouth. She looked up at me, her sexy red lips wet and shining from sucking me. I stood there in a state of sexual bliss, holding my little skirt up daintily, my panties down, my cock sticking out, wet and glistening from her sexy mouth, lipstick traces all over it. "God, I love pretty little boys," she said with passion, "you make such sexy noises." She looked up at me and started to kiss my cock tenderly, licking it slowly, letting it slip in and out of her gorgeous mouth again. She started kissing my little hairless ball sack and licking it. I was in sexual ecstasy. "Chrissie, if I was a boy, would you do this to me?" she asked, as she planted soft wet kisses all over my cock, "would you pull my panties down and suck me?" "God, yes," I said, "how gorgeous, you as a boy. I'd love that. You'd make such a lovely, feminine boy. I'd love to have your cock in my mouth." "We could dress up as girls and fuck each other," she asked, looking up at me sexily, "I could put my cock right up inside your pretty little boy's bottom. Would you like that?" "God, yes," I said, "I'd love to be fucked by a boy as pretty as you." Linda looked up at me with pure lust in her beautiful eyes. She got up and took several big, fluffy pillows from the bed and threw them on the carpet. "Chrissie, be my girl," she said, almost in a whisper, "look, I'm soaking wet for you." She laid down on the pillows and pulled her skirt up around her waist. She had no panties on. She opened her legs really wide, exposing her gorgeous pussy. It was pink and very wet, the lips open and pouting, glistening with her love juice. "Kiss me," Linda said, "kiss me like Lissy does." I slipped off my panties and tossed them on a chair. I knelt daintily between her open legs. I started stroking the insides of her beautiful thighs softly, working my way up, touching her vagina, feeling the delicious wetness. "Pretty Chrissie," Linda said, "touch me. Play with me. Be my girlfriend." I slid my fingertips up and down between the wet, slippery lips of her lovely slit. She moaned softly as I pushed one finger gently inside her. "Chrissie, kiss me. I love girls kissing me there," she said, her voice trembling. I slowly went down and and touched my mouth on her cunt. She was so wet. I kissed her pussy-lips delicately, over and over, soft, girly kisses. I licked the swollen, beautiful lips very gently, tasting her delicious love juice. I ran the tip of my tongue around her sweet, erect little clit. She moaned softly and slipped her fingers into my hair. I licked her clit again and again, gently flicking it back and forth with my tongue and sucking it gently. Finally I slipped my tongue up between her pussy lips, right up inside her, then started licking her whole, delicious cunt over and over. She started panting and moaning louder and louder, then suddenly let out a beautiful orgasmic scream. "Oh Chrissie, you sweet little girl, I love you," she cried. "I love you too," I said, kissing the tops of her thighs tenderly. After her orgasm had subsided, Linda sat up and gave me a lingering kiss on the lips. "Mmm, I can taste me," she said, and giggled. She slid her hand under my skirt and stroked my thighs. "You're so much like Lissy," she said, "you do it just like she does. You made me come. Not many girls can do that." "I'll take that as a compliment," I said. Linda lifted my skirt up, revealing my cock which was very erect. "Ooh, look at you," she said, "you're a boy. But you look like a girl. A girl with a cock. How divine." She lay back and opened her lovely slender legs wide again, giving me a perfect view of her beautiful pink, open vagina, with her pretty little patch of golden pubic hair above it. "Fuck me Chrissie," she said, "Fuck my cunt with your sexy cock." I loved it when she said "cunt". I got between her wide-spread thighs and started sliding the sensitive head of my stiff cock up and down between her outer cunt lips. They were soaking wet and slippery. It was one of the most lovely, sexual feeling I have ever experienced. I moved my hips slowly and the hem of my little skirt trailed lightly over the insides of Linda's thighs. She gave a little cry. "Fuck, I love you in a skirt," she said. She put her hands under my skirt and slid them up my thighs, sliding the skirt up around my hips so my whole bottom was exposed. She caressed me tenderly, lovingly, sliding her gentle hands up the backs of my thighs and over my naked bottom. "Kiss me Chrissie," she said, "kiss me like a girl. Kiss me like Lissy does." We kissed, a lovely, delicate, girly kiss, our tongues darting in each others mouths, licking each other's lips. I thought of her kissing Lissy like that and it made my little cock go very hard. I was aching to put it up inside her. Linda pulled me gently into her and I felt my cock slide right up inside her deliciously wet cunt. She gave a little cry of pleasure. "Fuck me little girly boy," she said. I started moving my body in a gentle rhythm and my cock started sliding slowly in and out of her gorgeous vagina. "I love your cunt," I said, in between delicious wet, girly kisses. "Lissy has a beautiful cunt," Linda said, knowing she was driving me crazy with her dirty talk. I knew I was going to come soon. "Her pussy-lips are like peaches, so wet and juicy. Such a delicious cunt. I love to kiss it and lick it," she continued, aware that she was getting me exremely aroused. "We love to do a sixty-nine and lick each other for ages," she went on, "we get so wet. Lissy puts her tongue right up inside me. She drives me wild. Ohh, Chrissie, I adore girls." I loved the lewd, sexy things Linda was saying to me as we fucked. She was breathing hard, making sweet little girly moans. My hard cock was sliding in and out of her a lot faster now. I felt a warm feeling starting deep in my loins. "Tell me about your fantasies with boys," she panted, "it gets me so fucking excited." Linda was moving her lovely body sexily, pushing her crotch into mine, fucking me harder. For one crazy moment I imagined she was a gorgeous, femme boy and I was fucking him, right up his sweet, lovely bum hole. I wanted to tell her my true feelings, to pour my heart out as we fucked. "I love girly boys," I said, my desire now aroused to fever pitch, "I want to dress up as a girl and do naughty, sexy things with a lovely, feminine boy." "I want to find you a sweet, pretty boy," she said, panting, "and dress you both up in stockings and really short skirts. Put lipstick on you both and make you lovely and girly." It was such an erotic thought I almost came. Linda kept making sexy little moans as my cock rubbed against her clit. She was getting extremely worked up from our dirty talk and our hot fucking. "Imagine kissing him and making love to him," she breathed, "and me and Lissy there too, with nothing on except black stockings and suspenders. Kissing and feeling each other as we watch you fuck. Ohh...Chrissie, I'm coming..." That sent me over the top. Linda and I both cried out as powerful orgasms flooded through the two of us simultaneously and I spurted several loads of hot come right up inside her beautiful, soaking wet cunt. "I love you Chrissie," Linda said as we lay together, arms around each other, our skirts up around our waists, kissing tenderly. My softening cock was still inside her. "Stay in me," she said, "I love your sweet little cock up inside me." I hugged her gently. "I loved what you said about me and another boy making love, with you and Lissy watching," I said, "that made me come so hard." "I know, I felt you inside me," she said, "it felt so warm and lovely." "It was such a beautiful, sexy fantasy," I said. "I want to make it come true," she said, "I want to find you a nice, sweet boy." "I'd love to meet Lissy," I said. "You will. she's coming to visit me next week," said Linda with a cheeky smile. If you like this story, email me at [email protected]

It was St. Patty’s Day and my best friend Josh was visiting me at school since his spring break was a week before mine. I was going to show him a good time down in the South. I had visited him many times whenever I was home since he went to a university close to my hometown. We had been best friends since middle school and all through high school. He was in a long relationship with a girl who was also my best friend all through high school and we had a pretty tight group of friends altogether we would hang out with. Nevertheless, after graduating they broke up and Josh and I ended up at private universities while the girls ended up at state college and have since adopted the party lifestyle. Despite attending a private institution, I still knew how to have a good time, especially on the eve of my spring break. And who could forget it was St. Patty’s day. The night before he came I was sure to stock up at the liquor store. I bought a handle of good vodka and a six pack along with some red bull. It had been a tough week with exams and practice climaxing before the break so I was primed to let off some steam and I was hot to get it in with any girl who was willing. The moment finally arrived and Josh stepped off the shuttle and I was there to greet him. I hadn’t seen him for a while but he sported a short, new haircut and a slim posture. Of course we hugged it out like bros and I helped him with his bags. When we got to my dorm he quickly tossed the bags on my bed and opened one up. My mom had sent with him a green Celtics jersey and hat for St. Patty’s, after all my mom is white Irish-American. I thanked Josh for bringing the stuff and quickly ripped off my shirt to try on the jersey to see how it looked. It was finally a hot, spring day and my chest glistened with a thin layer of perspiration. As I had just come off my indoor track season, my body was cut. Getting the jersey over my head I could see Josh staring wide-eyed at my flexing abs and the outline of my erect nipples poking through the mesh of the jersey as I pulled it down over my belly button. Josh said with a laugh, “Damn you been working out.” I quickly flexed my arms in the basketball jersey, revealing my modest yet toned biceps. Josh streaked his hand across my upper, right arm as I put the new hat on with my left hand. “How do I look?” I said with a glowing smile. “Badass,” Josh replied as he did not take his eyes off me the entire time. It was around 8pm already and I was ready to pregame. I hastened over to my laptop and basted the pregame playlist I created especially for his visit. My roommate was out so I didn’t care how loud it was going to get. I quickly opened up my miscellaneous drawer to get out two shot glasses when I realized I had about 20 condoms strewn about the drawer from a new pack of Trojans I bought last week. “Been a little busy,” Josh pointed out eyeing the condoms in the drawer. “Don’t worry about it,” I said as I shut the drawer and poured our first round of shots. The reality is I hadn’t had any ass for a few weeks with all the midterms and track meets going on and I was horny as hell. “Bottoms up,” I said as we clanked shot glasses and knocked back our first shot of the evening. “That was smooth,” Josh exclaimed as he took the bottle and topped off both our glasses, “ready for round two?” I took my glass and knocked it back. I went out of my bedroom where we were to get the red bulls. I know Josh goes crazy with a little caffeine so I was interested to see what happens with a little vodka red bull. We both ended up having two and by the time we were ready to hit the street we were pretty buzzed about eight deep. My plan was to take him to a frat then a local bar and finally the track house. To make a long story short the plan was a success and we were keen to drink our share of Killian’s and Guiness along the way. I’m glad we had those red bulls otherwise we would have been passed out by now. It was around 1:30-2:00am and the final stop on our night’s journey landed us at the famous sub shop where everyone ends up at the wee hours of the morning since it’s one of two places open 24 hours. Josh and I both stopped off to use their bathroom. When we both took our pisses of a lifetime we decided to head back to the dorm and call it a night. When we got back we had of course been talking about all the girls we had been hooking up with since the last time we saw each other. Since I was so focused on showing Josh a good time on his visit, I hardly got a chance to scope out any ladies along the way so it was just us back in my room. The jersey I was wearing was pretty sweaty and wet with beer and I told Josh I was going to change. So again I peeled off my shirt in front of him but this time kept it off as I had to find something else to put on. As I was walking over to my dresser Josh asked, “Dude every girl here must want to fuck you, your bod is amazing.” I quickly threw on a black wife beater, the definition of my chest still visible through the tight cotton. I replied, “Well I’d rather be able to suck my own dick.” Now ever since sophomore or junior year of high school, Josh loved to tell our tight group of friends he could lick his own penis. I of course never believed him despite him demonstrating his pretty good flexibility. At this point we were both pretty drunk and I sparked the idea that now was the time. Josh was under the influence and I know I could get him to own up to his outrageous statement. I challenged him, “You know I never believed you when you said you could.” Josh looked back at me, “pssh, well I can.” I walked over to him, “Well then prove it to me, I’m your best friend and if I don’t believe you, no one will.” He did his usual demonstration of flexibility at the hip, bending over and putting his head in his crotch, “See.” “All I see is you head between your legs,” I said shaking my head as his shorts were still on. “I want to see the real deal, come on.” After much back and forth nonsense I finally got him to agree. “OK , OK, I’ll do it but I have to get myself hard first.” I smiled. “And just go wait outside the room and I’ll call you over when I’m ready.” I agreed and went out in the hall. I couldn’t believe it, I actually may witness a guy sucking his own dick. I had tried many times, breaking my back trying to get the head of my cock remotely near my salivating lips to no avail. I was only 6 or 7 inches at most and was not too flexible. As I was waiting in the hall these thoughts caused my pant to bulge slightly but I quickly tucked the head of my cock into the waistband of my boxers to pin back the threatening erection. I sneakily peered into my room where Josh was slowly stroking himself. His shorts were semi down his thigh and his thick white cock was almost at full mast. I was tan and fairly dark skinned and Josh was white. I always thought I would have a bigger cock than him but he definitely beat me by at least an inch. He was still working it hunched over, legs outstretched. At this point I could see the veins in his shaft and the head was slightly red in contrast with the 7 inches of his shaft. He looked up and caught me staring in, “I’m ready.” Upon saying it he hunched himself over as he did before demonstrating his flexibility and paused, “Look see how close I am?” His hard cock was beckoning before his lips, twitching with every word he said. I gulped, at this point my own cock was as hard as his, aching behind the waistband of my boxers, “Nope, I want to see it, come on, you’ve come this far,” without even hesitating, I added, “I’ll show you my dick to be fair.” Upon hearing the last bit, almost as if he’d been waiting for me to say it, he thrust the head of his cock into his mouth. Making a slurping noise, he bobbed his head up and down on the head of his cock. At this point I was at the side of the bed awestruck as I was witnessing my best friend of almost nine years working the head of his eight inch manhood. After a few moments he stopped to look up at me. “Now it’s your turn.” My eyes glazed over, I responded, “I’m not going to lie that’s hot. I’m hard right now. I’m such a bad friend for not believing you this whole time. There’s only one way I can make this up to you.” Almost instinctively I grabbed his now semi erect cock still wet with his saliva and started stroking it up and down. I had never touched another guys cock except my own but it felt big and hard in my hand. His semi erect cock was now as hard as it was when he was sucking himself. He didn’t say a word, his head just tipped back as I continued working all eight inches. After about 20 strokes, his natural lube was all absorbed into the soft skin of his cock and I didn’t hesitate to engulf his piece of white meat into my mouth. At first I only went half-way down his shaft. He let out a moan as I sucked my way back up toward the head, “You never got this far I see,” I said before shoving his cock to the back of my throat as far as it could go. He moaned again. I knew he was a virgin, he always had nothing to say when it came to girls except for long make out sessions and seeing each other naked. At this point I was furiously working my way up and down the length of his hard shaft. At one point I could take all of him as I started to gag a little bit as his precum dripped down the back of my throat. I worked the sensitive areas as I looked up to see his head twisting back and forth in ecstasy as his shirt was now off, he was pinching his own nipples that were now as hard as his cock he was thrusting in and out of my mouth. I had switched positions so that I was now on top of the bed where he was sitting between his legs. It wasn’t too much longer before he was grabbing handfuls of my hair and shoving his shaft down my throat. My saliva was leaking out of my mouth from gagging and streaming down his balls. He let out a loud series of moans, exclaiming, “Ugh, Cas I’m going to come.” I kept licking the underside of his shaft and working it with my hand in anticipation of his explosion. In a final three pumps of his cock, his whole body started convulsing and I was quick to put his manhood back in my mouth as wave after wave of his warm seed flooded my mouth. The pressure was so much from the first few shots the head of his cock popped out of my mouth and continued showing my face with rope after rope of hot sticky come. After his orgasm was over I licked my lips and swallowed the reservoir of semen in my mouth and returned to his semi hard shaft to lick it clean. The taste of his seed was exhilarating I thought to myself as I collapsed between his legs…..to be continued

Part 1: I took a moment to reflect on what brought me to this point. And by "this point", I mean a 4 foot 11, dark brunette girl, with a pixie cut wearing only panties straddling my lap and grinding against my rigid cock like it was the first time she was getting any action in three years. It all goes back to ordering two coffees at the shop down the street. I never figured something like that would lead to my current situation. *** I was standing in line at the local coffee shop wearing my best suit in a depressed daze. I'd just come from my best friend's funeral. Jared died after a three year battle with leukemia right as he was told he had a good chance at full recovery. It wasn't raining out, or even overcast, but I thought it should be. By the time I reached the front of the line, I'd decided to recreate our weekly tradition one last time. I ordered two cups of coffee from the barista who'd been working there longer than I'd been coming. She asked me if I was meeting my friend like usual, but I couldn't say that he was dead. Nodding glumly, I picked up the two mugs and started toward the corner table we'd used every week. It was the perfect spot, right near the bookshelf, close to the shop's board games, and none of the chairs squeaked or tipped as you shifted weight. We'd loved this table ever since we rousted control of it from some local teens who always harassed the staff and never tipped. All of our coffee was on the house the first day we got them to clear out. The shop was unusually empty today, but I didn't really think much of it. Every time the bell above the door rang, I glanced up from the warm mug in my hand. Part of me hoped it would be Jared, dressed in the ratty old jacket he insisted made him look like a professor. It didn't. It made him look like a hobo. Anyway, it wasn't him or any of the familiar faces of the other usuals. The only face I recognized in the whole place was the barista, and I didn't even know her name. I wasn't really the type to be forward and talk to girls. Every girl I'd dated or even hooked up with had been the machinations of Jared. He wasn't the best looking dude and I'd been told repeatedly I was just above average. The thing that set us apart was the fact that Jared had this way about him where women just seemed to throw themselves at him. He set me up with the girls he couldn't get involved with, but not in a condescending way, in a brotherly way. The shop emptied out around 4pm, closing time was at 4:30 because it was a small, independent shop that really didn't make enough money any more to be open 24 hours like it used to. I downed the cold dregs of my coffee and glanced at the untouched mug across the table from me. Part of me wanted it to stay there, part of me wanted to dump it out so I didn't have to think about it any more. Just as I went to pick it up, I heard a voice. "Hey Kevin, did Jared stand you up?" It was the short barista, cleaning the last of the mugs. "Kinda shitty of him. You two fighting or something?" "You know our names?" I asked, a little shocked. "You guys are the most regular customers in this shop, you read every open mic night, and I went on a couple of dates with Jared," she said stepping out from behind the counter, "but he was a little too detached for my taste. Honestly, he spent the whole time talking about you." "Oh, sorry about that. We've known each other since we were kids," I said, "And he probably knew I thought you were cute, but I can never talk to girls I think are cute." For a moment there was an awkward silence, then I realized what I'd just said. "Sorry for just saying that unsolicited. I'm just in a weird mood." "Is it cuz your friend stood you up on your weekly tradition?" "Actually, he died. Cancer and all that. His funeral just ended." "Oh, oh my gods," she stammered, blushing bright red, "I'm so sorry. I was wondering what was up with the suit, but I didn't want to ask. I'm so sorry." "It's okay," I said sitting back down. I didn't want to leave just yet. The barista went back to cleaning up after watching me for a moment in silence. The tradition was over after this. I knew I'd be back, but I probably wouldn't sit at the same table. Before I knew it, most of the lights were out and the girl was sitting across from me in front of Jared's cold coffee. "I don't even know your name." "It's Elicia," she said smiling, "and I'm sorry, but I have to lock up now." "I understand, thanks for chatting." The bell clanged and the lock clicked. The sky had finally started to cloud up like I wanted to. Lost in my thoughts, I went to walk to my car when I heard a knock from behind me. Pressed up against the window was a note saying: Thought this might cheer you up! xxx-8354. Also pressed against the window was a pair of tiny titties, each one with a pierced nipple. Turning bright red, I stared at Elicia's tits. After a minute that felt like an hour she tugged her shirt back down and winked at me, then turned back into the shop and continued closing up. Dashing down the street to where my car was parked, I tried to stop thinking so much. My sad thoughts about Jared were interrupted periodically by thought's about Elicia's pierced nipples. These thoughts were fighting for the front of my consciousness and making it so I couldn't concentrate. It was only when I was back in my car did I realize I forgot to write down her number. Mentally, I kicked myself before starting up my car and driving back to my apartment. The next week passed by in an odd mix of time moving too quickly and time moving very slowly. My job was, as usual, drudgery. I wrote and reviewed grants for a charitable foundation. The drudgery was in the writing up reports on whether or not the grant should or shouldn't be awarded. I wasn't the final say, but my reports were taken into consideration at the board meetings. The English major I'd worked four years on was serving me well. I always got bummed when I had to write a straight up denial note based on various small technicalities. Upon occasion I doctored these up when I really felt strongly about an organization, but couldn't do it too often or risk arousing suspicion. The thing that kept me going was the memory of Elicia and trying to puzzle out her phone number from foggy memories. There were sheets and sheets of numbers lying around my apartment, but none of them looked familiar enough to try. The few days I'd gotten a chance to get to the coffee shop Elicia hadn't been working, which was quite disappointing. The dating profile I had on some site had turned up a few dates, but none of them went well enough to get me to forget about Elicia. *** The weekend arrived just in the nick of time. Some friends and I were were going out to a bar and then a club in what they called "Jared-fest 2012" which I thought was kind of silly, but they were enthusiastic about it. My outfit consisted of a short-sleeved collared shirt, a vest, and a black tie. It was the only outfit I'd ever gotten my own date in, so I figured I might as well wear it out. I looked in the mirror with half-hearted enthusiasm. My clothes were nice, but my face was average. My muscles were the thin wiry kind built from carrying set pieces for a local theater company. My hair was perpetually messy, and not in the dashing bedhead way. The whole package that was me was unlikely to attract much attention. The bar we'd picked was Jared's favorite. We all ordered a whiskey sour, again Jared's favorite, and toasted to his memory. The conversation was alright, but I'd always been kind of an outsider in this group, so I kept to myself. I considered leaving when they all decided to hit the club, but stayed just to avoid heading back to my empty apartment just yet. The Scarlet Unicorn was this weird dance club that played a mix of classical music remixed to grind to and what they called "Fantasy House" which sounded exactly like house music to me. The group all danced together for awhile and I even got to grind with a couple of the girls even though they were all in relationships. No one really considered me sexually intimidating, so their boyfriends didn't mind. It was nice to get some female attention after I no longer had a wing man, but I knew it wouldn't last. Before too long I ended up at the bar drinking some frou-frou cocktail the bartender told me someone had bought for me. The alcohol had me in a daze, so I forgot to ask who. Eventually drunk instinct took over and dragged me back onto the dance floor. Being more forward, I danced with girls I didn't know and had a few of them give me aroused looks, but it always ended up with them leaving to dance with bigger, more handsome looking guys. This pattern continued until I realized I'd been dancing with the same girl for half an hour. She was short, which was one of my biggest turn ons. Her hair was styled in a short pixie cut and her metallic blue dress was riding up occasionally. The combination of all of this had me pitching a tent in my jeans. After another song, the girl took my hand and dragged me into the ladies room. All but one of the stalls were occupied by what was obviously girls blowing guys or being eaten out by other girls. Another thing the club was famous for was promiscuity in the bathrooms. Never go into the guys room though, unless you're looking for some dude on dude or were a girl who liked to watch that kind of thing. The girl pushed me down onto the toilet and began to undo my belt and fly. In the low light, I couldn't make out the little details of her face, but I could tell she was cute. When she finally managed to free my dick, she went right for the kill and licked it from base to tip before taking it into her warm mouth. Her lips left a slight smear of blue lipstick as she bobbed up and down. Her tongue swirled around the head of my dick and I felt a smooth tongue piercing which drove me crazy. I ran my hands through her hair and basked in the heaven that was being blown by a total stranger in a club. The sounds off pleasure from the other stalls around us heightened the sexiness of the whole affair. After a few minutes of rapid bobbing up and down, she began to take me deeper and deeper until my full7 inches was down her throat. Her hand ran down my chest then across my hips. I felt her begin to play lightly with my balls. It all became too much as she slowly raised her head again to the head and then sank right back down into a full deepthroat. I felt my whole body begin to spasm as I shot cum straight down her throat. For a moment I felt guilty that I didn't warn her, but that was lost in the post orgasmic glow. The girl, now the girl of my dreams, wiped the little cum she hadn't swallowed from her lips and licked it off her fingers. After, she slithered up my chest and pulled down her dress revealing her small tits with pierced nipples. "Kevin... You never called me," she whispered in my ear before licking it. Leaning back, she began to gring her pussy into my waist. All of the sudden I recognized her through my drunken haze. Elicia tugged at her nipple rings and winked at me seductively. The two of us stumbled out of the bathroom,my vest rumpled and undone, her tits still half hanging out, and began to wind our way through the crowd. A few guys tried to take her from my hands and feel her up as we went. Surprisingly the sight didn't bother me. Watching her as she played with them then slipped away after grabbing their crotches turned me on even more. We finally made it to the door and flagged down a cab, which was normally impossible in this area, but Elicia hiked up her dress and let her nipples show which eventually did the trick. She was acting like such a slut, and I was going to take her like in all the ways I'd always fantasized about. We made it into her apartment building and began to make our way up the stairs, taking a couple of breaks to make out at the landings. She was so short I had to pick her up, but the flip side of that was she was so light it didn't even matter. Her lips were soft and she kissed with an intensity that I'd never experienced before. Once a group of teenagers going down the stairs stopped to hoot and holler for a minute or two. One of the girls jokingly asked if she could join in. At this, Elicia hopped out from my arms and walked up to her. "You couldn't even handle me, much less this piece of man," she hissed before pulling the girl down into a deep kiss. All of the teenagers just stared as the girl began to reciprocate. A minute passed before the two broke apart. "Best... kiss... Ever..." the girl panted. "Apartment 304 if you ever feel woman enough to try me out," Elicia said throwing her signature wink at the poor defenseless youth. We left the whole group shocked. *** My recollecting ended as I smiled and looked deep into her eyes. She'd asked me if I minded that she was poly-amorous sometimes when we finally made it into her apartment and she's ditched her dress. I answered by picking her up, cupping my hands around her butt, and kissing her neck before we retired to her couch. She pressed pressed her forehead up against mine and we stayed like that for a time. "I'm so sorry but do you mind if we don't have sex tonight?" she whispered to me with an edge of anxiety, "I don't have the energy to make it as good as you deserve. I can blow you again maybe?" My eyes were heavy too, and my body could barely move at this late an hour. I kissed her again and lost my concentration on restraint. My cock shot on my stomach with her final silk panty clad thrust. She chuckled and said something about having her answered, I couldn't quite make out her words through the overwhelming thought that I must be dreaming. Her tongue lapped up the semen from my belly, making me half hard again, but not enough that I'd get blue balls. We went to her bed and fell asleep, me cradling her small, soft body against mine. *** Part 2: The sun... The sun was the enemy. I decided that when it decided to shoot through the curtains and attack a poor, defenseless, hung-over Kevin. I groggily pulled myself out from under the cover and rubbed my eyes. My head was pounding, I felt kind of sick, and apparently I had decided to sleep naked last night. It wasn't exactly uncommon for me to act erratically when drunk, but this time it felt a little different. That's when it hit me, the sun came through my window in the evening, not the morning. The room around was unfamiliar, the walls were off white and everything seemed really organized and well placed. This was a stark contrast to the bedroom in my apartment, where every surface either had a pile of books or a pile of papers on it. I rolled out of the bed and began to look for my clothes or at least the rooms owner so I could apologize but had not look. The only thing my search turned up was a note. The handwriting on the note was familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on where I'd seen it before. It read: "I hid your clothes, you have to find them throughout the apartment!" It was official, I had no idea what was going on, but apparently I was stuck here until I puzzled out where this mysterious captor could have hidden my clothes. The dresser in the room was full of girls clothes that wouldn't have fit me as a young teenager, much less a 26 year old man. I'd have to go at it in the buff. I peeked through the door, but didn't see anyone. After I was sure the coast was clear, I slipped into the living room and began to look around. Hazy memories of the night before drifted back into my mind, but not enough to piece together the whole story. Something had happened on the couch. A vague recollection of an orgasm floated to the surface, but the girl's face was foggy and out of focus. There was something about her tits that I loves, at least particularly more than I loved most tits Ten minutes of turning the apartment upside down and replacing things exactly where I'd found them turned up nothing at all. I wondered if I was just stupid or if the note was a lie. But if it was a lie, where the hell did my clothes go? The ideas that occurred to me were to either throw on a pair of the girl's underwear or to go get a towel. That first one wasn't an option, so I made for the bathroom. In the bathroom I found another note, stuck to the towel racks. This one read "I used the towels to dry off after my shower then threw them in the laundry downstairs, but good try." Again, I couldn't shake the feeling that the handwriting before, but I had no idea where. Going back to searching didn't yield any results again. This time I was a little more hasty and didn't straighten up as much as before, which I felt bad about, but I was more worried about finding ANYTHING to wear. I went back into the bedroom to check the drawers for anything that could possibly fit me when I heard a key in the door. The quilt would have to do, so I grabbed it off the bed and wrapped it around my waist. Whoever was in the apartment went about straightening the apartment I'd left askew the last time I was around. Then I heard paper bags being emptied and a sink running. "I know you're awake in there," the person called. The voice was high pitched, a girl's voice, and it was familiar too. "C'mon out so I can take a look at you." Maybe she didn't remember who I was either. That would definitely ease my embarrassment about getting trashed to where I did last night. "Kevin,if you ever want to wear clothes again, you'll come out here. Though I wouldn't mind the alternative." Shit, she knew exactly who I was. I gathered as much of the quilt around my waist and made for the door. Outside I heard tapping toes. Gods, I wished I remembered whose apartment this was. As I opened the door and took a step through, I tripped. The quilt fell away from my waist and I was fully exposed. Whoever it was started laughing hysterically. I looked up and saw Elicia and the previous day came flooding back to me in waves, the funeral, the coffee shop, the dancing, the blow job, the humping on the couch, and the falling asleep. "Oh my gods, this is the cherry on top of a perfect weekend," she said, her little frame shaking with laughter, "So I take it you didn't find your clothes?" "Nope," said said, quickly moving to cover my junk, "Can you give me a hint or something?" "Cook me breakfast and I might be inclined to help you," she said still laughing, "theres and apron hanging from the hook if you're shy." I looked up at her and was amazed that of all the guys in the world, this short, beautiful goddess picked me. The feeling was overwhelming enough that I went along with her little game. There was a griddle and pancake mix in the panty, easy enough. I got them set up and Elicia handed me a pile of painkillers and a glass of water. "So I forgot to ask, but what brought you to that club last night?" she inquired pearching herself on a stool. "We were celebrating Jared's life," I responded mixing up the batter, "as cheesy as it is, his dying words were forbidding anyone from crying or mourning for more than a day." The batter hissed as it his the griddle but I couldn't really think of anything to say. Elicia looked at me with a mixture of sadness and happiness when she glanced down at my butt. "As he said, no mourning." "Good man," she said, raising her glass of water in cheers. Silence settled in the room as the cooking continued. The urge to say something was strong, but I couldn't think of anything. I realized I didn't actually know this girl. "So, it just occurred to me," she said, breaking the silence, "You are naked, in my kitchen, cooking me breakfast, but besides what Jared has told me, I know nothing about you. Inform me of the dark little secrets of Kevin." "Well first I need to know what Jared told you." "He said you were an office bitch by trade and a poet author by birth. He called you, and this is a quote, 'the most timid, best guy you'll ever meet' which I can actually believe with that type of room entry. Finally, he said that you can lift almost anything, which I don't quite believe." "All of that is true enough. As for the lifting, I've moved set pieces for local theaters. So yeah I can lift most things," I said blushing slightly. "The boy blushes," Elicia replied, "So lift the couch." "Wait, what?" "Lift the couch! If you can lift anything, lift the couch!" "I said most things." We went back and forth like this for the next couple of minutes. It didn't even occur to me that I still lacked clothing until I felt a draft on by butt as I pulled the pancakes off the griddle. I passed a plate to Elicia who began eating like a wolf eats it's prey. Even though her mouth was full, she kept urging me to lift her couch. After ten minutes of watching this beautiful little creature gorge herself on flapjacks and needle me about the couch, I decided to do it. Still almost completely naked, I got my hands under the edge of the beige three person couch and easily lifted it to about chest height. Elicia called out from behind me to see if I could lift it over my head. Again, it was almost no effort, but I almost dropped the whole thing when I saw what was on the floor. Firstly, all of my clothes were there, but there was also a set of bondage cuffs, black leather boots, and a collar. Elicia shot off her stool and around my legs, snagging everything from under the couch before I knew what was happening. The door to her room slammed shut and the lock clicked. Her laugh was audible even from the other side of the door as I set the couch back down. I still didn't have any clothes, but I got the feeling that wasn't going to be a problem when dark and sensual music started blaring through the whole apartment. Sitting down, I noticed that my member was fully erect and waiting for whatever was going to happen next. The door lock clicked again and one last flurry of noise eminated from the room before total silence fell. I waited a moment in case anything else was going to happen. "Get in here and put your penis in me," Elicia called out. I guessed that was my cue. Inside the room, Elicia was cuffed to a ring at the top of her head board, the collar was around her neck, and the long black boots went all the way up to her mid thigh. "The cock, put it in my pussy, I've wanted it since I saw you trashed at that club. Be rough with me, gentle boy." The stream of kinkiness pouring out of this girls mouth took me by surprise for a minute, but then I remembered the previous night. She gave me a public blowjob, she let herself get molested on the dance floor because I liked to watch, and she kissed that girl on the way up the stairs. I remembered how badly I wanted to take her. The animal that was born inside me that night reared its head again as I took a few steps toward her. "So you want me?" I whispered getting close to her, "If you want me, tell me what you are." "I'm Elicia, fuck me," she said shaking her cuffs. "Nope, not who you are. What you are," I hissed in her ear. This controlling side of me was new, but I enjoyed it immensely. "Call yourself what you really are." "I'm a girl who loves to get fucked," she moaned rubbing her legs together. "And that makes you?" I asked, loving the look of desperation I saw on her face. "It makes me a dirty little bondage loving slut toy, please please please fuck me." Relenting, I hooked a finger into the metal loop of her collar and pulled her face to mine before kissing her lips. She responded even more furiously than she had the previous night. Her whole body tensed up and relaxed as our tongues inter twined and explored each others mouths. Repeatedly she tried to push herself closer to me, but I decided to play with her a little more and began to walk my fingers down her stomach to her shaved sex. Just before my fingers reached her clit, I dragged them back up her skin. She wanted rough and I intended to go with that eventually, but gentle teasing just seemed to come more naturally. I repositioned myself at the foot of her bed and began to crawl toward her. She looked down at me with eyes completely full of desire and lust, but also something softer. When I began to kiss my way up her leg, she tried to use it to push my face into her waiting pussy, but she wasn't strong enough to move me. My kisses trailed up her hips, then her stomach till I finally reached the pierced nipples I so adored. Taking one into my mouth, I used my tongue to play with the ring and occasionally used my teeth to tug lightly. It really seemed to work. Each time I made a little move her whole body spasmed and when I switched to the other nipple she let out a moan that was like music to me ears. "Please, I'm going crazy, I need to do this now," she mewed, trying to drive her pelvis into mine. Without a word I complied, guiding my throbbing dick to her warm, wet hole. Truth be told the teasing was driving me crazy too. It was fun, but it had been so long since I'd had sex it took everything in me not to explode at that very moment. My hips pushed forward and sank the head of my cock into her. "OH MY GODS. YESSSS," she howled the moment I penetrated her. Slowly, I began to sink deeper into her. Every inch made her moan harder and harder till she was practically screaming. When I finally got in up to the base and began to pull out, I could already begin to feel her body tense up and quiver. The girl was bout to come from a single stroke. Is there a female version of a premature ejaculator? Slowly I began to move back and forth which contrasted with her erratic quick thrusts. After a few strokes, I began to thrust faster and her pussy tried to clamp down on me. Elicia rattled her cuffs against the loop she was hung on till I pulled on her collar, bringing her into another passionate kiss All of the sudden, on a particularly deep thrust, Elicia came hard. She let out a scream that I was sure the neighbors heard and her body began to quiver like she'd just been electrically shocked. her leather clad legs instantly wrapped around my waist to try and keep meas deep in her as possible. It all became too much for me and I started to cum as well, letting loose deep in her pussy. After a minute that felt like a life time, both of our orgasms subsided and I collapsed. Elicia was next to unconscious and my whole body was tired. It was only about noon, but it looked like we were both going to fall asleep again. I unhooked the girl and cradled her in my arms when I realized two things: I still didn't know anything about this girl and I still had not clue where my goddamned clothes were. But then again, there would be time for clothes and acquaintanceship later.

The cell phone rang and as I picked up and heard her voice, I knew it was not going to be a pleasant conversation. “You need to come home right now!”, she said. I could tell she had been crying, she had found out I had been unfaithful. The affair had been over years ago and against all odds, I was hoping I could keep the secret and never reveal it. It was a month of uncertainty, trying to explain and asking for forgiveness, she asked if I wanted a divorce. Of course not, that was the last thing I wanted. I was still in love with my wife and had to figure a way of showing her. She finally started to accept my transgressions and decided to work on restoring the marriage. We took a long weekend and drove down to the coast just to get away for a couple of days. That weekend we made love like never before, especially when she would mention the affair. On our long walks on the beach, I finally got up the nerve to suggest that we entertain the idea of opening our bedroom up to another man and having him join us. I explained to her that I thought it was what we needed to spice up our marriage. Secretly I had longed for this the majority of our marriage due to a couple of incidents that got me wondering. She quickly shot down the idea and told me she was not “into that”. For years, while making love to my wife I would fantasize her making love to another man while I watched. One day while on our evening walk, she confessed to me that her old boyfriend had called her a few weeks back to catch up on old times. They had lost touch when he moved away and married. She had met him while still in high school. By this time she was working over night at one of the resorts in town and he was living in Washington. She said the calls were more and more frequent to the point where they started having phone sex. She asked if I was mad and I told her that I had no room to judge or be upset and if she enjoyed what she was doing then she should continue. For weeks she would come home and relate to me the call she had with him and she let me read her text messages. One day she came to me and told me that he was going to fly to Florida to visit his family. I immediately told her she should make the time and go see him since they hadn’t seen each other in years. She told me she had thought about it but was unsure because if she did go, she would end up “fucking him.” She looked at me while telling me, waiting for my response. I told her I was fine with it which drew a huge smile from her. The anticipation was incredible, with her constantly asking if I was sure about her going. The days leading up to the trip were filled with outstanding sex, as she was always ready. Then a couple of days before the trip, he called to let her know he had to cancel. During our love making sessions, I would ask her to tell me about her sex exploits with her past boyfriends. She would tell me bits and pieces but never really go into detail. She did tell me one time after high school she went visit her boyfriend and he wasn’t there but he asked his best friend if he could keep her company while she was there. She told me that one thing led to another and she ended up fucking her boyfriends best friend. My suggestion on opening our bedroom was being brought up more and more, and even though she still resisted, her “no” was getting weaker and weaker and hard to believe that she didn’t want that in the marriage, since she was ready to fuck her old boyfriend. I decided to place an ad on craigslist and threw caution to the wind. After submitting the ad it didn’t take long for the responses to come in. I had titled the ad “Need help with my wife” and explained that I was looking for a man to join us in the bedroom with me being an observant. Later that day I called my wife and told her I had placed an ad seeking a lover for her. I asked her if she was upset and she replied no. The rest of the day she spent looking at all the responses. When I arrived home from work she had narrowed it down to three. We finally ***********ed her new lover and decided to send him an email the following day. I couldn’t believe she had finally relented and my fantasy was going to finally come true. The following day when I arrived home she was in a good mood and she told me she couldn’t wait for me and had emailed her new lover. She said that they met at a local restaurant and after the introductions and some small talk they left the restaurant in his truck and went to a local mall parking lot where they had a make out session. I couldn’t believe I was listening to my wife of 20 years telling me how she had made out with another man. She said he kissed her all over her neck making his way to her shirt and unbuttoning it and unclasping her bra. He licked her breast and rubbed between her legs through her jeans making her wet. She said she pulled his shorts down and took out his cock and couldn’t believe how huge and thick it was. She sucked his cock and jacked him off. They didn’t end up fucking and the interlude didn’t last long, when they finished she told him we would be in touch with him and make arrangements to meet again. As she was telling me what happen, I was rubbing on her and couldn’t believe how wet she was. We had a fantastic fuck session and I couldn’t wait until we met with him again. The next day she emailed him and made arrangements to meet at the same restaurant the following week. The day finally arrived and we set off of on our new journey. Once at the restaurant my wife went to ladies room while I found a table for us. It wasn’t long before he walked in, matching the de***********ion my wife had given me. I could tell he was looking around for my wife when I walked up to him and introduced myself. Just about then my wife walked up to us and he gave her a hug and we sat down. I suggested to him that we go back to same parking lot so they could play while I kept a lookout. Once in the parking lot we picked out the darkest corner we could find and I jumped into the drivers side as they got comfortable in the back seat of his truck. My wife was wearing a short dress with nothing underneath. She immediately placed her legs over his lap as he started kissing her neck. I turned around just in time to see him place his hand inside her dress and start to rub her pussy. I couldn’t believe it was finally happening. He found her honey hole and I could hear his finger sliding in and out. Before he made her cum, she stopped him and had him remove his shorts. She immediately went down on him. She wasn’t joking when she said he was huge and thick. She sucked on his cock for several minutes then she took off her dress, now completely naked, and sat on his cock. I couldn’t believe it, I felt like I was hyper-ventilating I was so excited. They were fucking so hard that the truck was rocking back and forth. It didn’t take long for him to shoot a huge load in her. I couldn’t wait to get home and get between her legs. After they finished we told him next time we would get a room so they could play longer. We went home and started fucking without her cleaning up first. As soon as I entered her I could feel his cum. It was a feeling I had never felt before but one that I would experience many many times over in the next few months. Please let me know in the comments if you want to read about the two occasions I wrote about at the beginning, also let me know if you want to read on how easy it got for her to take on new lovers.

The cell phone rang and as I picked up and heard her voice, I knew it was not going to be a pleasant conversation. “You need to come home right now!”, she said. I could tell she had been crying, she had found out I had been unfaithful. The affair had been over years ago and against all odds, I was hoping I could keep the secret and never reveal it. It was a month of uncertainty, trying to explain and asking for forgiveness, she asked if I wanted a divorce. Of course not, that was the last thing I wanted. I was still in love with my wife and had to figure a way of showing her. She finally started to accept my transgressions and decided to work on restoring the marriage. We took a long weekend and drove down to the coast just to get away for a couple of days. That weekend we made love like never before, especially when she would mention the affair. On our long walks on the beach, I finally got up the nerve to suggest that we entertain the idea of opening our bedroom up to another man and having him join us. I explained to her that I thought it was what we needed to spice up our marriage. Secretly I had longed for this the majority of our marriage due to a couple of incidents that got me wondering. She quickly shot down the idea and told me she was not “into that”. For years, while making love to my wife I would fantasize her making love to another man while I watched. One day while on our evening walk, she confessed to me that her old boyfriend had called her a few weeks back to catch up on old times. They had lost touch when he moved away and married. She had met him while still in high school. By this time she was working over night at one of the resorts in town and he was living in Washington. She said the calls were more and more frequent to the point where they started having phone sex. She asked if I was mad and I told her that I had no room to judge or be upset and if she enjoyed what she was doing then she should continue. For weeks she would come home and relate to me the call she had with him and she let me read her text messages. One day she came to me and told me that he was going to fly to Florida to visit his family. I immediately told her she should make the time and go see him since they hadn’t seen each other in years. She told me she had thought about it but was unsure because if she did go, she would end up “fucking him.” She looked at me while telling me, waiting for my response. I told her I was fine with it which drew a huge smile from her. The anticipation was incredible, with her constantly asking if I was sure about her going. The days leading up to the trip were filled with outstanding sex, as she was always ready. Then a couple of days before the trip, he called to let her know he had to cancel. During our love making sessions, I would ask her to tell me about her sex exploits with her past boyfriends. She would tell me bits and pieces but never really go into detail. She did tell me one time after high school she went visit her boyfriend and he wasn’t there but he asked his best friend if he could keep her company while she was there. She told me that one thing led to another and she ended up fucking her boyfriends best friend. My suggestion on opening our bedroom was being brought up more and more, and even though she still resisted, her “no” was getting weaker and weaker and hard to believe that she didn’t want that in the marriage, since she was ready to fuck her old boyfriend. I decided to place an ad on craigslist and threw caution to the wind. After submitting the ad it didn’t take long for the responses to come in. I had titled the ad “Need help with my wife” and explained that I was looking for a man to join us in the bedroom with me being an observant. Later that day I called my wife and told her I had placed an ad seeking a lover for her. I asked her if she was upset and she replied no. The rest of the day she spent looking at all the responses. When I arrived home from work she had narrowed it down to three. We finally ***********ed her new lover and decided to send him an email the following day. I couldn’t believe she had finally relented and my fantasy was going to finally come true. The following day when I arrived home she was in a good mood and she told me she couldn’t wait for me and had emailed her new lover. She said that they met at a local restaurant and after the introductions and some small talk they left the restaurant in his truck and went to a local mall parking lot where they had a make out session. I couldn’t believe I was listening to my wife of 20 years telling me how she had made out with another man. She said he kissed her all over her neck making his way to her shirt and unbuttoning it and unclasping her bra. He licked her breast and rubbed between her legs through her jeans making her wet. She said she pulled his shorts down and took out his cock and couldn’t believe how huge and thick it was. She sucked his cock and jacked him off. They didn’t end up fucking and the interlude didn’t last long, when they finished she told him we would be in touch with him and make arrangements to meet again. As she was telling me what happen, I was rubbing on her and couldn’t believe how wet she was. We had a fantastic fuck session and I couldn’t wait until we met with him again. The next day she emailed him and made arrangements to meet at the same restaurant the following week. The day finally arrived and we set off of on our new journey. Once at the restaurant my wife went to ladies room while I found a table for us. It wasn’t long before he walked in, matching the de***********ion my wife had given me. I could tell he was looking around for my wife when I walked up to him and introduced myself. Just about then my wife walked up to us and he gave her a hug and we sat down. I suggested to him that we go back to same parking lot so they could play while I kept a lookout. Once in the parking lot we picked out the darkest corner we could find and I jumped into the drivers side as they got comfortable in the back seat of his truck. My wife was wearing a short dress with nothing underneath. She immediately placed her legs over his lap as he started kissing her neck. I turned around just in time to see him place his hand inside her dress and start to rub her pussy. I couldn’t believe it was finally happening. He found her honey hole and I could hear his finger sliding in and out. Before he made her cum, she stopped him and had him remove his shorts. She immediately went down on him. She wasn’t joking when she said he was huge and thick. She sucked on his cock for several minutes then she took off her dress, now completely naked, and sat on his cock. I couldn’t believe it, I felt like I was hyper-ventilating I was so excited. They were fucking so hard that the truck was rocking back and forth. It didn’t take long for him to shoot a huge load in her. I couldn’t wait to get home and get between her legs. After they finished we told him next time we would get a room so they could play longer. We went home and started fucking without her cleaning up first. As soon as I entered her I could feel his cum. It was a feeling I had never felt before but one that I would experience many many times over in the next few months. Please let me know in the comments if you want to read about the two occasions I wrote about at the beginning, also let me know if you want to read on how easy it got for her to take on new lovers.

My Sex Life, Chapter Two. From Rags To Richs I first met Pam while I was still at school as I worked for her Part time by looking after her garden during school summer holidays and at weekends to earn extra pocket money. Pam who was in her fifties was 5ft 4ins tall, weighed about 130/135 lbs, brown hair with blue eyes and a nice figure for a woman of her age. Not only had Pam become my employer but also a good friend whom I could trust and confide in. It was thanks to Pam that I got my job at the engineering company, as she worked in the offices and was a personal friend of the boss and his wife. It was just after my sixteenth birthday that I moved out of the foster home into a bed-sit to get my independence and the freedom to be able to come and go as I pleas Although I enjoyed my job as a trainee engineer I was thinking about changing jobs to earn more money because after paying rent and food there wasn‘t much money left over for a social life. I mentioned this to Pam and I was pleased when Pam asked me if I would like to carry on looking after her garden for her as it was too big and she couldn’t manage it on her own anymore. With Pam’s wages as well it meant that I could carry on with my traineeship to be an engineer. This arrangement worked well because as I was still under seventeen so I was only allowed by law to work four days week. So we arranged for me to go round Wednesdays and Saturday mornings, As those were the days when Pam would be home. Then one day Pam informed me that she was retiring in two weeks time as she had reached the grand age of Fifty-five. Pam never looked that old to me Pam assured me that even after her retirement she still wanted me to look after her garden. The boss arranged for a retirement party for Pam, and that's when I first met The boss’s 19 year old daughter Mandy as she was on summer vacation from university. At the party we was all told that Mandy was to take over Pam’s job in the office until she returned to university. I couldn’t take my eyes off her; she was sex on two legs and all through the party I was wondering if and how I could tempt her into my bed. She had an hourglass figure that most girls around envied; She was always dressed glamorously to show off her figure. She weighed about 98lbs, Mousy brown hair and pale blue eyes She drove to work in her flashy dark red open top triumph TR7 sports car that her father had bought her. From my workbench I could see Mandy arrive for work and park her car. After getting out of the car she would bend over reach across to the passenger seat to get her briefcase, because she always wore short mini-skirts I got a good view of her sexy knickers and bum which made me feel quite randy. Every Friday morning I had to report to the boss’s office for my weekly assessment. On this particular Friday Mandy came into the factory instead of going straight to her office, she walked over to me and said “Come up to my office at ten this morning as I am doing your assessment because daddy and mummy are going to an engineering exhibition” “Ok” I said watching her sexy bum as she walked away and trying to imagine her lying naked on my bed. As Usual for assessment day, just before ten I went to the washroom, removed my overalls and washed me hands before going up to the office. At ten am I went up to the Mandy’s office knocked on the door and entered. Mandy was stood just by the door and closed it as soon as I walked through the doorway. As she walked around the desk she told me not to bother about the assessment, as there was something else she had in mind. “I’ve seen the way you undress me with your eyes, now here’s a chance to undress me for real, I fancied you from the evening we met at Pam‘s retirement party” she said in a sexy voice. This was like a dream come true with out wasting any time I pulled her close to me and French kissed her while I was Undoing the buttons on her blouse. Pushing her bra upwards gave me access to her tits; I started teasing her nipples until they were hard and stood out. Moving my mouth from hers down to her nipples and sucking on them made her go weak at the knees, as I had to support her with my arms. I edged her backwards towards the desk and lifted her up and sat her down, I pushed her gently backwards until she was laying length ways on the desk. I pulled her knickers to one side; I looked down at hairless wet pussy as it glistened in the sunlight that shone through the open window before I inserted two fingers into her. While I was pushing two fingers in and out of her pussy, I carried on sucking her erect nipples. Panting she said “go on then fuck me hurry up and fuck me please” Not needing a second invitation I undid my belt, pulled my fly zipper down and dropped my trousers and pants to the floor to release my hard cock. Pushing her short skirt up to her waist I lifted her bum, reached under her and pulled her knickers off I had to have another good look at her pussy as it was dripping her juices onto the desk before moving forward and rubbing my cock up and down her slit a few times before plunging my cock deep into her pussy. I my pumped my cock into her so hard and fast it made her shout out loudly “I’m cumming, I’m Cumming“. Then her pussy muscles began squeezing my cock and that soon brought me to my climax and I shot my load deep into her. I had just finished spurting my cum into her when the office door burst open and to Mandy's to our surprise her mother stood there. Her mother Said “ what’s going on“? Mandy and I were speechless. I stood there, with my cock still locked inside Mandy‘s pussy. I knew from the look on her mother’s face I was going to be in deep shit. Just as her mother opened her mouth to speak my semi-hard cock slipped out of Mandy's pussy in full view of her. What ever she was about to say the sight of my cock changed her mind. Instead she turned to Mandy and told her to go to her dad’s office and wait while she dealt with me. I stood there with my trouser round my ankles and my semi-hard cock standing out. I stood there waiting for what she was going to say but she never said a word. All she did was to look down at my cock then turned around and closed the door. Walking over to me she took hold of my cock in her hand and bending down sucked my cock back to life with her mouth. Then she said “ If you fuck me, No more will be said” All I could do was nod a yes as a reply. She pulled her dress up and removed her knickers, Then bending over the desk and spreading her legs. As I looked at her ass and pussy I saw the fattest and biggest pussy slit I had seen. The mound and lips of her pussy was begging to be fucked as her pussy twitched in anticipation. She said “what are you waiting for come on shag me” Nervously I moved forward I guided my cock into her pussy hole and rammed the whole length in one mighty push. Soon as my cock was buried into her pussy muscles came alive by caressing my cock as I pushed my cock in and out of her. My cock must have found her gee spot As she said “o yes don’t please don’t stop. Harder, harder” then her pussy went tight and it felt like she pissed her self as wave after wave of her cum oozed out past my cock. I was still pounding my cock into her fat hairy pussy, when just as I was about to cum the boss opens the office door. The first thing I thought of was “how could I have been so unlucky to get caught out twice in one day” The boss started swearing at us and that made her stand up straight forcing my hard cock out of her. There I was standing with my trousers round my ankles and my stood up like a flagpole. Then she tries to explain to her husband what was going on. But before anymore was said he told me to go and wait in his office until he called for me. Pulling up my trousers I quickly exited the office and went into his office to find Mandy in there. Mandy asked what was going on, I explained to her that her mother wanted me to fuck her and if did she wouldn’t tell her father what we had been doing. I told Mandy that I had just made her mother climax and I was just about to cum myself when your father came into the office. For some reason Mandy found that very funny. As we stood there listening to them arguing and saying something about history repeating it’s self. Mandy then she notice’s my cock bulging in my trousers. She reached out undid my belt and fly zipper letting my trousers fall down and started playing with my cock until it was hard again. She turned round spread her legs and bent forward leaning on the desk with her hands “Quick fuck me you telling me what you did to my mum has got me horny” she said. With out another word I lifted the back of her skirt and pushed my cock into her tight pussy. As I fucked her she reached between her legs and played with my balls that brought me to a climax just as she started to orgasm I filled her pussy another load of my seed. I had just pulled my pants and trousers up when Mandy's father called us into the other office. He was sat at the desk and Mandy's mother stood by his side. It was obvious by the look on his face that he was angry. He shouted at Mandy “get out, I’ll deal with Ted first” The boss said that he did not want what happened spread around the factory. He said he was going to paying me off and let me go from the company. He offered me thousand pounds, plus he would pay me my wages for the next six months as long as I never told anyone. Seeing a desperate look in his face I pushed my luck by saying I wanted Fifteen hundred pounds. He looked first at his wife then back to me. He got up from behind the desk and went into his office; A few minutes later he came back with a large envelope with the cash in. Handing it over to me. He told me that my wages would be sent to me weekly all he said next was “On your way out tell Mandy to get in here” Mandy was just down the hall waiting when I went out, I told her she was to go in now! As I passed her she said “See you at your place about seven” before I had time to answer she had gone into the office. I never had so much money in my before so the first thing I did on the way home I was to go to a bank and open up an account. I kept out fifty pounds out to spend on some new clothes. That Friday night I had a ten-pin bowling match and as team captain I needed to be there by eight. I was bathed changed and ready when Mandy arrived at seven. I asked her what happened after I left. Mandy told me all her father Said to her was that she was to keep my mouth shut and keep away from me. Then she carried on to say “ the reason He was so generous with you because six years ago her mother had an affair with one of the workers. They tried to keep it a secrete but the story leaked out and it made a laughing stock out of her father The reason why her mother had the affair was because he could not rise to the occasion.” We went in Mandy’s car to the bowling ally. While I was bowling she joined in with other team member’s girlfriends who always had a friendly bowling match with the opposing team members girlfriends. By the time the match was over I was feeling rather horny because of watching Mandy’s bum in her short skirt trying to bowl. As soon as we was round in the deserted car park I pulled her to me and kissed her passionately putting my hand up her skirt and inside her knickers. I would have fucked her there and then but she said “let’s go back to your bed-sit and I can stay the night” Once inside the bed-sit we were both so horny that we undressed each other as quickly as possible, Our lips was locked together in a long passionate kiss as I lowered onto deep piled carpet. She pulled me on top of her and my hard cock immediately found her open pussy lips and her wet vagina. I slowly eased my cock deep into her then slowly withdraw until my cock head touched her clitoris. This was driving her crazy as she dug her fingernails into my back as her orgasm built up in her. With our lips locked together and our tongues exploring each other’s mouth and with every thrust my cock was bringing her closer to her orgasm. Then she was saying “o yes O yes Now come in me now” I felt her body tense as she orgasm ripped through at the same time I shot load my load of sperm deep into her pussy. We lay on the floor getting our breath back. Then she rolls me over so she is on top with my cock still up her pussy. She rocks her body backwards and forwards pressing down onto my pelvis. I could feel her pussy getting tighter on my cock and it didn’t take long to get my cock hard again. She turned round into a 69 position taking the whole of my cock into her mouth and down her throat so I returned the favour by sucking out her juices and licking her clit, taking it between my teeth and gently biting on it. This soon brought her close to another orgasm only she got up and knelt over my cock with her back to me, reaching down between her legs took hold of my cock and guided it into her pussy. As she was riding her self up and down on my cock she was rubbing her clitoris with her fingers. As I fucking her she kept saying harder, harder, the harder I fucked her the more she wanted. She started to climax again at the same time I did. We fell asleep that night exhausted on the floor waking up at seven with my cock hard and pressing into Mandy’s pussy as we lay cuddled together face to face. With a little manoeuvring my cock found her wet, sticky pussy hole. With a little thrust forward s and upwards it was all the way in. Rolling her over onto her back I took the weight of my upper body on my arms Then by lifting my ass up in the air my cock could make long slow strokes in and out of her pussy. Every so often when my cock was all the way in I would grind my pelvis against her clitoris. When I did this allsorts of strange gurgling noise came from her mouth. When my arms began to ache I lowered myself down onto her still fucking her slowly, Each time my cock was on the way up her she would lift her hips up to meet my cock. I started thrusting into her faster and faster and I could feel her pussy getting tighter and my cock head was getting that familiar feeling when I near to climaxing. Just as Mandy was about to orgasm she intertwined her legs round mine and I felt her fingernails digging into my back again. She started thrusting her pussy harder against me as I thrust up into her. Her nails was raking my back then with a final thrust from both of us that took us over top and climaxed together. When we got our breath back we went and had a both and got dressed, as Mandy had to get home. As she was leaving we kissed goodbye. Then Mandy Said “Thanks for wonderful night, but my pussy is a bit sore” I walked her down to her car and as she drove off that was the last time I saw her. When Mandy had left I set off on my bike for Pam’s Trying to decide what to say to her about my job as I knew she would find out one way or another. By the time I had arrived at Pam’s I decided to tell her the truth except for what happened on the previous night. As usual Pam invited me in for a cup tea, As she poured it out I started to tell her that I had lost my job. She turned round and said she already knew, but didn’t know why. So I explained the whole story to her what took place yesterday at work, I was expecting her to be angry. But to my amazement she burst out laughing. I asked her why she was laughing so much. Then she explained that the boss was just as bad as he on a number of occasions had made a pass at her and that she knew about the previous affair his wife had. Pam told me that she had plenty of work for me to do in the garden to keep me busy for the next six months and as I was still being paid from my ex-job I didn’t need to find another job also I had the cash in the bank.

Let me begin by giving a little background. My husband and I have a very healthy sex life and like to experiment. We are not into real BDSM, however, we like to have a little fun and a good sting and a red rosy ass is fun. That's where the story is.... It had been a long stressful week and I was looking forward to our day off together (my pussy ached with anticipation of how the day would end). We played a fantastic round of golf, even in the 100 degree heat. We came home stripped naked and went for a swim. He loves to watch me swim, gliding naked through the water. Every once in a while, I would intentionally dip my head down lifting my perfect toned ass out of the water. He knew I was having teasing him, I knew this would definitely lead to fun! After our swim, I showered and put on one his t-shirts (XXL) with nothing on underneath. I felt almost giddy with anticipation! I decided to make us a couple drinks. Before I could bring him his drink, he came up behind me in the kitchen, kissing me softly on the back and side of my neck. I felt goose bumps and heat rush through my body at the same time. He turned me around and gave me a deep passionate kiss, then whispered in my ear, "I want to play". I let out a soft moan as he reached between my legs and placed just the tip of one finger at my opening. He knew instantly I was ready to play....I was already very wet. He kept his finger right at the opening of my pussy and whispered in my ear..."tell me what you want baby". Almost breathless, I answered...."I want you to take complete control". I barely finished saying it as he slid his middle finger deep in my wet pussy. As fast as he shoved his finger in is as fast as he removed and slip it in my mouth to lick my juices off his finger. He said...."okay, I want you to get everything ready in the bedroom. You have exactly five minutes to be ready, when I walk in that bedroom, you better be in position at the end of the bed". I scurried off for the bedroom, I knew when he said five minutes, he meant five minutes. So...getting everything ready means getting the "toy box" out and lining up ALL the toys. The reason for all the toys is so that I have no idea what he has planned. The toys....in no particular order....a leather paddle, a cat-o-nine tails with a glass handle that doubles as a dildo (by the way one of my favorites), a glass anal probe, a vibrator aptly named "triple treat", a vibrating butt plug and of course strawberry flavored lube. In position means, me on my knees, spread at least shoulder width, on our padded fabric bench bent over the end of our bed. He expected me face and shoulders on the bed with my bare ass in the air available for his pleasure (or my pleasure...hehe). I neatly lined up all the toys and lube on the bench so that they would be lined up between my spread knees. I pulled off my t-shirt and got into position. I knew he would love the view as he walked into the bedroom. I go "Brazilian", so my pussy and anus are complexly smooth and hairless. The only downside for me, is that I can't see or feel him enter the room until his hand is gently rubbing my ass and he coos "beautiful". He rubs and massages both cheeks, spreading them apart occasionally so that he has full view of my tight little hole. He softly says while continuing to rub my ass, "I'm not sure if I'm going to heat this up till it's nice and red or if I'm going to fuck you in the ass". I've always had a bit of smart mouth...I said...I vote for both! He pulled his hand away and the silence was deafening. Then it came....his hand made impact with my left cheek and then my right cheek. The sting was much more than usual. Just as I was about to catch my breath, he shoved 2 fingers into my now dripping wet pussy (just to give a little perspective, he wears a size 14 ring on his ring finger). He twisted his fingers around, then side to side, then open close in a scissors movement and finally curled them forward putting pressure on my g-spot. I'm not sure if I moaned or whimpered. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head and said, "you don't decide anything", then pulled his fingers out and shoved both in my mouth. I licked and sucked his fingers clean until I had lapped up all my juices. He went back to rubbing my ass for only a minute, then he stopped abruptly. I heard him take something off the bench, however, I had no idea which toy. I quickly found out which toy....the cold hard leather paddle made contact in the center of my ass across both cheeks. I bucked forward with the sting just as another blow landed close to the same place. The next 5 or 6 smacks were concentrated on the left side landing lower down between the back of my leg, the area where my leg meets cheek and then on my left cheek. Then he duplicated the same on the right side. Each smack stinging more that the one prior. He stood back and admired the redness swelling on my ass. I'm sure he could see the newly formed droplets of moisture on my lips and dripping down my inner thigh. He touched my clit and ran his finger across my slit to my anus, putting his finger on my tight little pucker hole. I moaned loudly, hoping he was going to slide his finger in my ass....no such luck...finger gone. He patted my ass and said "I'll be right back, DONT move!". I know he was only gone a minute or two...it seemed like an eternity...waiting there...ass in the air...completely exposed...aware of every sound. When he returned behind me, I heard him set something on the bench...my mind whirling, my pussy and ass aching with anticipation. He finally broke the silence...."are you ready to cum my love?...I'm going to make you cum multiple times....I'm going to have your pussy, your ass and your mouth!" I felt the gentle thud on my lower back of the suede strings of the cat-tails as he said..."I'm going to give you the night of your life".... The cat-o-nine tails has about 30 strands of suede on one side and leather on the other. It can deliver anything from a thuddy whack to to a sharp skin searing sting. What makes this particular toy soooo exquisite is the handle. The handle is made of Pyrex glass. It is about 8" long with a "ball" on the end. The ball is approx 2 1/2" in diameter with swirling ridges and the shaft is about 1 1/2" in diameter with smooth nubs on it.....did I mention it doubles as dildo....and oh my do you feel this baby! He began by doing what I call figure 8's on my ass. Doesn't hurt or sting, almost feels more like a massage. Then he began whacking each cheek with more of the thud strokes, feels like a soft paddle......and then there it was...the feel of skin searing heat on my right cheek....I yelled out..."yeooooouch", when he suddenly shoved the handle end into me, that huge ball end going in stretching me, massaging me as he twirled it around inside me....oooh...fffffffuck! As abruptly as as he shove it in, he pulled it out and then the same searing sting on my left cheek. I barely caught my breath from the sting when he shoved the glass end back into my throbbing pussy, this time just a little deeper and twirling it around inside. I could feel my pussy clench to keep it inside as he pulled it back out. It wasn't time to be pleasured with it yet, he was not done with my ass. He began with the thud strokes again probably so I could catch my breath when he broke the silence and said "so last time you were able to take 10 hard strokes, how many today?" I didn't hesitate too long and responded with "please, may I have 15 today?" He said "okay, you know the rules, breaking the rules will result in being tied down unable to move and 5 extra strokes". (I made the mistake once of squirming around too much and put my hand on my sore red ass. He tied my ankles and my wrists to the legs of the end of the bed. I will not likely make that mistake again....But that's a whole other story.) The first 10 came in quick succession, some landing on one cheek or the other, some land across both, all of them hard and very painful. I took it like a champ, I was grabbing fists of blanket and biting the blanket so as not to squirm too much. My mind was not forward to the next 5, but my pussy was aching and dripping wet in anticipation of the pleasure I would receive after. The next 5 hurt and stung so bad I thought my skin was going to split open. I think I might have held my breath because I was almost dizzy, but again, I must say, I took it like a champ. I could barely catch my breath, when he said "I have a special treat for you tonight". I thought I heard a glass of liquid and ice cubes clanking. I thought what the hell is doing, taking a drink of something, I'm the one that needs a drink. Within a second of hearing it, I felt it and screamed "oh myyyyyyy goooooooooddddddd!" He had dipped the glass part into ice water and then plunged deep into my pussy. The cold glass mixing with the heat of my pussy was mind blowing. He pulled it back till the head was straining to be released, but he didn't pull it all the out. He pumped the dildo in and out like that many many more times until he finally pulled it all the way out. I heard the clank of ice again and knew he was chilling it down again because my pussy had warmed it back up. I spread my legs even further apart and arched my back a little more to expose as much of me as possible (this of course is allowed). I felt ice cold wetness against my slit, I thought it was the dildo, when my mind went into what can be described as shock. He shoved an ice cube inside my pussy, he made sure the ice cube went all the way in as he pushed it as deep as his 2 fingers could get it. I'm not sure if I screamed out loud or just in my mind. The pain, the cold, the heat....it was EXQUISITE! Then he shove the ice cold dildo in, all 8 inches inside me with an ice cube pushing against my back wall. I knew I was going to cum any minute when he began to fuck me with long slow strokes. He felt the first clench of my muscles and pushed all 8 inches in and twirled right to left, left to right until I felt my toes curl (literally). I came so hard, I felt the water from the melted ice cube gush out as my pussy was almost pumping it out with mind bowing spasms. He waited for my breath to return to somewhat of a normal pattern before he pulled the glass handle dildo. He bent down and kissed each cheek gently and then ran his tongue from my clit to rimming my anus. He put his mouth on and around my pussy, drinking in my juices. He stood up keeping his hand on the small of my back. This was his way of letting me know I was not to move out of position, whatever he had in mind still required me in a submissive position and completely exposed to him. I heard the click of the lube bottle and instant exhilaration came over me just as I felt him rub the warm liquid on my tight little hole. He gently slid a finger in just to the first knuckle and then out. I felt a little more lube then his finger slid all the way in. I knew he was making sure sure I was completely lubed. In my position there was no way he could fuck me in the ass, so that could only mean more toys before I could experience his rock hard cock inside me. I felt the pressure of the first glass bead push past my tight muscle, then sweet smooth glass slide in, then pressure as the second bead expanded my hole. He wiggled a little and then started sliding it backwards....one bead then two....it was out....I moaned "nooooo". He said "tell me"... I was so turned on it was easy to respond "please, I want it in my ass, slide it in, all the way in my ass. Please fuck me in the ass with it". His reply was simple....he slid the first bead in my ass, then the second, now the third (which was just slightly bigger) sliding into me, stretching me, then three back out, two back out, two in, three in....he was fucking me the glass anal bead in a lovely rhythm. Then he slowed down and pushed the fourth bead in (the largest), I thought I was going to cum right then when he pulled it all the way out then shoved it all the way in. I had six inches buried in my ass, then he began to fuck me with slow long strokes burying it in my ass with the fourth bead. Then he reach between my legs and began to rub my clit. I exploded with an orgasm! I had now completely collapsed on the end of the bed breathless. He let me catch my breath and kept running his down my back. He started at the nape of my neck and stroked all the way down, gently rubbing my ass. When he heard my breath start to return to normal, he very slowly removed the glass wand from my ass. After it was completely out, I started to raise up, when he pressed his forearm into the small of my back. I then felt the pressure against my still open hole. Based on the amount of stretching I could feel, I knew he was inserting the vibrating butt plug. I felt my asshole stretch wide as the widest plug entered just before the narrowing base. He waited while I got used to the completely filled sensation before turning on the vibrator on low speed. Then he said, "it's time to flip over, I want to see your face this time when you cum". As he flipped me over, he grabbed my hips, pulling my ass down so that it was hanging over the side of the bed. Then he grabbed my legs between my calf and behind my knees and spread them back almost to my shoulders and as wide as they could spread. This position allows him to be very deep inside me and he is able to rub my clit as well. Once in this position, I hold my legs, I can get them just a little bit further apart even. He rubs the head of his cock on my clit and back around the opening to my pussy. He pushes the head in my pussy and lets out a deep moan...."god you feel sooo good, you are so wet and so tight". As he pushes all the way in I fell the vibration in my ass pick up intensity. I forgot he had the remote in his hand. He presses his cock deeper inside me and begins to fuck me, slow out and then slamming hard deep inside. Every time he slams into me, he increases the vibration speed in my ass until it almost a pounding pulse. A tidal wave of heat, wet, muscle spasm comes over me as my third orgasm rocks my entire body. He is deeper inside me than ever, rocking and rubbing against me enjoying the contractions of my pussy around his cock. He pulled out of my when I had finished and laid on his back on the bed. He simply said "whenever your ready". I hopped and took the head of his cock into my mouth, swirled my tongue around and then took him deep into my throat. His moan was sooo load, I thought he was going to cum. I licked his balls and run my tongue up his shaft and proceeded to give him the blow job of his life. When he came in my mouth, I suck him dry. What a night!

I was in my early 20's. I, at the time was by all means straight, I dated girls, fucked girls, and loved every minute of it. But from around 17 years old I had gone through the shemale stage of porn, and eventually (I can't remember how exactly) I had moved onto gay porn. I still remember the fear i felt when watching it, because I knew this meant I was bisexual. I don't think I actually came watching it for a good 6 months. Maybe my way of making it less gay, I dunno. First it was twinks, twinks and more twinks. Then it moved onto daddies fucking twinks, which one of course would assume that I had an obsession with young skinny emo dudes, but then I realised one day that I was actually watching the daddy the entire time. Fuck. I was a bottom. I had slowly made my way onto the hookup sites. Terrified of being caught I was always on alert, made sure my pics were completely unrecognisable etc. One hungover Sunday morning I had the usual hangover horn. I made the normally-drunk decision to hop onto my favourite site and waiting for me were several messages since my last visit to the site. I only went on when I was fucked up so there was always a big gap between my replies to these guys. Having a quick look I could see it was the usual 50+ overweight, small cocked men asking to bottom for me. Not my cup of tea at all. I was slim but relatively muscly, short back and sides with some piercing and tattoos, a bit of body hair here and there but nothing to worry about. One of the messages was from a guy in his 40's, he looked very well kept and had a tight body, muscles but not ripped (gym fit) and a bit of a tan. His face was showing slightly in the pics but was covered by the camera flash. Fuck it why not. I sent a reply to his attempt at small talk from 6 days prior and went on browsing the site. The page refreshed a few mins later and I had a message in my inbox. It was him! I excitedly clicked on and opened a new tab up so I could check his pics out again while I read. He was asking if i was looking to meet and I said yes but I had not done anal before but was keen to try. I had given oral to a couple guys before but it was so few and far between by this point I was pretty much at experience zero. Again he replied almost instantly. Asking if i wanted to come round some time and we can take it slow. Damn my hungover dick was furious already. I said that I would love that and then asked if he was free now. To my delight, it was a yes. I asked where he stayed and as soon as he sent his address I felt the urge to close the laptop and never do this again. Luckily I was still a bit drunk, so my lack of inhibitions stopped me from doing that. I said i was going to get the bus as it is on the same route, he offered to pick me up but I said no as i thought that would more than likely make me bottle it. A long, nerve racking bus ride later and I got to his street. Mouth dry as hell because of the nerves, I jumped into the nearest shop and got myself some juice. I opened the site to say i was a few mins away. When i got to his building he was waiting outside at the door for me. That weirded me out, but I couldnt back out now. We walked up the stairs and into his apartment. Despite the rough area that we were in, his place was incredibly nice. We sat in the living room and he asked if I wanted a drink, "Just a water please" I barely managed to say out of my even more increasingly drying mouth. I should've asked for a beer to make the whole thing easier. He sat on the couch cornering where I was and asked me what I had done with guys before, I said just some kissing and some head, but never any anal sex giving or receiving. He said that it wasnt a problem and he had been with many virgins before, a bit weird I thought but at least he'll know how to be with me. He asked if i wanted to go to the bedroom, or alternatively the bathroom, there was a large jacuzzi style bath in there, but I said the bedroom as this was all new enough to me as it is. I took my clothe off in the bedroom while he was strangely absent, had a quick look around to see any signs of hidden cameras and awaited his return. He came through with a condom, a small towel and a bottle of lube. I just stood there like a deer in headlights, confused and a bit scared. I had been through this scenario hundreds of time with women, but in this case, I did not know how to proceed. It also wasn't til now that I realised he was about a foot shorter than me. I stand at 6'3 so this was of course not uncommon but in all the Old+Young videos typically the daddy dominated the twink in both sex and size. He almost leapt up at me and his lips locked to mine. He kissed deep and passionately and started sucking me tongue every so often. I thought to myself he needed to calm it down, but then when he lead me to the bed while kissing me and we both fell onto it, I got so so turned on by the kissing when he had me underneath him. The height issue now was not a problem. He was ontop of me and I felt the body heat, I felt his strong shoulders and I felt the fair sparsed all over him. I am about to live out my ultimate fantasy. He worked his was down my body and started sucking my dick. I was only semi hard at this point but it was hands down the best blowjob I'd ever had. Next thing I know is his dick is now in my face, for a 69. I did what I had done the last fe times, took it in my mouth and essentiially emulated what I believed felt great. He was moaning alot, something I first found weird. I had been told I was great at it, something that made me feel bad for women (who have given me some shockingly bad ones in my time) because having a dick means you know what is great. We continued like this for about 5 minutes, my dick hadn't gotten to 100% hard yet, which I blame on last night s intoxicants. Eventually we detached and he asked if i had been rimmed before, as soon as he said this i thought fuck, i hope i was completely clean down there! I said I hadn't, but wasn't sure if it was my thing. Without any option he dove down to my ass and stuck a warm tongue right onto it. I dont like this one bit i thought, then, without warning, he made circular motions and my entire body turned to mush, then tensed up, then back to mush. Jesus this was absolute heaven. He circled and pushed, changed speeds and pressures for what felt like an eternity but in reality was probably only 5-10 minutes. Next was an incredibly cold feeling on my ass from the heat that I just felt, that must be the lube. His fingers were dancing around me tight virgin hole until they started to hint at penetration. I could feel ever so slightly a finger going in, then out, then in further. Before i knew it I felt his knuckles on my cheeks, he had a finger right up there, gently poking around. No feeling of my prostate/gspot yet thought which confused me, I was that ignorant back then that I assumed it would be an automatic feeling straight away. "Well done" he said to me, "You're pretty much half way there," then he slowly took his finger out. "Are you ready?" I nodded nervously. "It's okay, I will go slow." I was on my back with the small towel slightly tucked under my lower back/ass, he came up to my face level and started his kissing again. I was still not fully erect but then realised that this didn't matter, I wasnt with a girl I was about to get fucked. Erection preferred but not required. My thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of something bigger than a finger tip touching ontop my butthole. Did he just gain some size? It felt much bigger than what I had just had in my mouth minutes before. His dick was about 6 inches, not too thick and cut, a bit like mine. Still kissing deeply, he slowly started to hump his dick into my hole. I thought it was never going to go in, no way, it started to hurt the more he worked it in, but I knew this would be the case so I powered through. Eventually I felt his entire tip inside the first inch of my ass, thats the biggest part done which felt like a relief. Apologies in advance for the vulgar mention, but the further he got in the more I was worried about shitting myself. I am a straight guy who hasn't openly discussed gay sex with anyone, so no one had told me what I'd feel. Despite realising that all that is happening is something is going in and out of my hole, pretty much like being on the toilet, I still had the worry in my head. This didn't help my case as I was tensing up with the panic. He told me to relax an let him do his thing. His assurance actually worked and I felt much better lying back and going through the motions. He was about half the way in with his thrusts and I felt him reposition to a more tactile stance. His thrusts were going deeper now and they felt stronger and more controlled. I started to feel his thighs touching mine, with my knees in the air, and his balls slowly hitting against my arsecheeks. He was almost fully in by this point and the discomfort I felt before was belittled by the massively arousing feeling of being fucked. Not just the physical feeling inside of me, but also the general thought of the act itself. I was underneath a grown man and he was pleasuring himself at my expense. He started to speed up, kissing me ever so often, my lips, my neck, my chest. I kept my eyes closed the entire time, unsure if this was the correct etiquette. It did not seem to bother him, as he kept getting faster but without hurting me with his thrusts. They were strong but not wild. Even faster now and I started to get this feeling in my balls, at least I thought thats what it was, It was as if all of the parts of my genitals, including a new part that I had never felt before, were heating up and tingling. The increase of the speed made this even better now an oh my god this was the elusive prostate I had heard of. I never wanted it to end. As if out of nowhere his entire body froze up and he made the 'I've just came' sound. I didn't feel it like I thought I would because he was wearing a condom. Truth be told I was actually quite upset because I was really starting to get into it, and the feeling was really getting me off. He lay there ontop of me breathing an sighing. He asked me if I wanted to fuck him, this wasn't really on my agenda and I also wasn't hard enough i thought. I said no thanks, but he wasn't let down, he just then asked me how the fuck was. "Better than I expected" I said. He seemed joyed at my response an instantly went back down on me. It felt much better than before, but I needed my ass filled again. I was too nervous to ask for a finger aswell, as I had just said no to a request of his. He sucked me until I came and swallowed my load. When all done I was sat on his bed and started to gather my things from the floor then started getting dressed. He said I did not need to go so quick but I had the post orgasm regret really badly. I could've stayed there and played with him all day, but the conversationw prior to the fucking I could tell that we weren't a good match personality wise. I left, with the feeling of pride that I didn't need to stop, but also with the feeling of regret that I didn't get the chance to wank my cumming dick while being fucked, but theres always next time.

It was St. Patty’s Day and my best friend Josh was visiting me at school since his spring break was a week before mine. I was going to show him a good time down in the South. I had visited him many times whenever I was home since he went to a university close to my hometown. We had been best friends since middle school and all through high school. He was in a long relationship with a girl who was also my best friend all through high school and we had a pretty tight group of friends altogether we would hang out with. Nevertheless, after graduating they broke up and Josh and I ended up at private universities while the girls ended up at state college and have since adopted the party lifestyle. Despite attending a private institution, I still knew how to have a good time, especially on the eve of my spring break. And who could forget it was St. Patty’s day. The night before he came I was sure to stock up at the liquor store. I bought a handle of good vodka and a six pack along with some red bull. It had been a tough week with exams and practice climaxing before the break so I was primed to let off some steam and I was hot to get it in with any girl who was willing. The moment finally arrived and Josh stepped off the shuttle and I was there to greet him. I hadn’t seen him for a while but he sported a short, new haircut and a slim posture. Of course we hugged it out like bros and I helped him with his bags. When we got to my dorm he quickly tossed the bags on my bed and opened one up. My mom had sent with him a green Celtics jersey and hat for St. Patty’s, after all my mom is white Irish-American. I thanked Josh for bringing the stuff and quickly ripped off my shirt to try on the jersey to see how it looked. It was finally a hot, spring day and my chest glistened with a thin layer of perspiration. As I had just come off my indoor track season, my body was cut. Getting the jersey over my head I could see Josh staring wide-eyed at my flexing abs and the outline of my erect nipples poking through the mesh of the jersey as I pulled it down over my belly button. Josh said with a laugh, “Damn you been working out.” I quickly flexed my arms in the basketball jersey, revealing my modest yet toned biceps. Josh streaked his hand across my upper, right arm as I put the new hat on with my left hand. “How do I look?” I said with a glowing smile. “Badass,” Josh replied as he did not take his eyes off me the entire time. It was around 8pm already and I was ready to pregame. I hastened over to my laptop and basted the pregame playlist I created especially for his visit. My roommate was out so I didn’t care how loud it was going to get. I quickly opened up my miscellaneous drawer to get out two shot glasses when I realized I had about 20 condoms strewn about the drawer from a new pack of Trojans I bought last week. “Been a little busy,” Josh pointed out eyeing the condoms in the drawer. “Don’t worry about it,” I said as I shut the drawer and poured our first round of shots. The reality is I hadn’t had any ass for a few weeks with all the midterms and track meets going on and I was horny as hell. “Bottoms up,” I said as we clanked shot glasses and knocked back our first shot of the evening. “That was smooth,” Josh exclaimed as he took the bottle and topped off both our glasses, “ready for round two?” I took my glass and knocked it back. I went out of my bedroom where we were to get the red bulls. I know Josh goes crazy with a little caffeine so I was interested to see what happens with a little vodka red bull. We both ended up having two and by the time we were ready to hit the street we were pretty buzzed about eight deep. My plan was to take him to a frat then a local bar and finally the track house. To make a long story short the plan was a success and we were keen to drink our share of Killian’s and Guiness along the way. I’m glad we had those red bulls otherwise we would have been passed out by now. It was around 1:30-2:00am and the final stop on our night’s journey landed us at the famous sub shop where everyone ends up at the wee hours of the morning since it’s one of two places open 24 hours. Josh and I both stopped off to use their bathroom. When we both took our pisses of a lifetime we decided to head back to the dorm and call it a night. When we got back we had of course been talking about all the girls we had been hooking up with since the last time we saw each other. Since I was so focused on showing Josh a good time on his visit, I hardly got a chance to scope out any ladies along the way so it was just us back in my room. The jersey I was wearing was pretty sweaty and wet with beer and I told Josh I was going to change. So again I peeled off my shirt in front of him but this time kept it off as I had to find something else to put on. As I was walking over to my dresser Josh asked, “Dude every girl here must want to fuck you, your bod is amazing.” I quickly threw on a black wife beater, the definition of my chest still visible through the tight cotton. I replied, “Well I’d rather be able to suck my own dick.” Now ever since sophomore or junior year of high school, Josh loved to tell our tight group of friends he could lick his own penis. I of course never believed him despite him demonstrating his pretty good flexibility. At this point we were both pretty drunk and I sparked the idea that now was the time. Josh was under the influence and I know I could get him to own up to his outrageous statement. I challenged him, “You know I never believed you when you said you could.” Josh looked back at me, “pssh, well I can.” I walked over to him, “Well then prove it to me, I’m your best friend and if I don’t believe you, no one will.” He did his usual demonstration of flexibility at the hip, bending over and putting his head in his crotch, “See.” “All I see is you head between your legs,” I said shaking my head as his shorts were still on. “I want to see the real deal, come on.” After much back and forth nonsense I finally got him to agree. “OK , OK, I’ll do it but I have to get myself hard first.” I smiled. “And just go wait outside the room and I’ll call you over when I’m ready.” I agreed and went out in the hall. I couldn’t believe it, I actually may witness a guy sucking his own dick. I had tried many times, breaking my back trying to get the head of my cock remotely near my salivating lips to no avail. I was only 6 or 7 inches at most and was not too flexible. As I was waiting in the hall these thoughts caused my pant to bulge slightly but I quickly tucked the head of my cock into the waistband of my boxers to pin back the threatening erection. I sneakily peered into my room where Josh was slowly stroking himself. His shorts were semi down his thigh and his thick white cock was almost at full mast. I was tan and fairly dark skinned and Josh was white. I always thought I would have a bigger cock than him but he definitely beat me by at least an inch. He was still working it hunched over, legs outstretched. At this point I could see the veins in his shaft and the head was slightly red in contrast with the 7 inches of his shaft. He looked up and caught me staring in, “I’m ready.” Upon saying it he hunched himself over as he did before demonstrating his flexibility and paused, “Look see how close I am?” His hard cock was beckoning before his lips, twitching with every word he said. I gulped, at this point my own cock was as hard as his, aching behind the waistband of my boxers, “Nope, I want to see it, come on, you’ve come this far,” without even hesitating, I added, “I’ll show you my dick to be fair.” Upon hearing the last bit, almost as if he’d been waiting for me to say it, he thrust the head of his cock into his mouth. Making a slurping noise, he bobbed his head up and down on the head of his cock. At this point I was at the side of the bed awestruck as I was witnessing my best friend of almost nine years working the head of his eight inch manhood. After a few moments he stopped to look up at me. “Now it’s your turn.” My eyes glazed over, I responded, “I’m not going to lie that’s hot. I’m hard right now. I’m such a bad friend for not believing you this whole time. There’s only one way I can make this up to you.” Almost instinctively I grabbed his now semi erect cock still wet with his saliva and started stroking it up and down. I had never touched another guys cock except my own but it felt big and hard in my hand. His semi erect cock was now as hard as it was when he was sucking himself. He didn’t say a word, his head just tipped back as I continued working all eight inches. After about 20 strokes, his natural lube was all absorbed into the soft skin of his cock and I didn’t hesitate to engulf his piece of white meat into my mouth. At first I only went half-way down his shaft. He let out a moan as I sucked my way back up toward the head, “You never got this far I see,” I said before shoving his cock to the back of my throat as far as it could go. He moaned again. I knew he was a virgin, he always had nothing to say when it came to girls except for long make out sessions and seeing each other naked. At this point I was furiously working my way up and down the length of his hard shaft. At one point I could take all of him as I started to gag a little bit as his precum dripped down the back of my throat. I worked the sensitive areas as I looked up to see his head twisting back and forth in ecstasy as his shirt was now off, he was pinching his own nipples that were now as hard as his cock he was thrusting in and out of my mouth. I had switched positions so that I was now on top of the bed where he was sitting between his legs. It wasn’t too much longer before he was grabbing handfuls of my hair and shoving his shaft down my throat. My saliva was leaking out of my mouth from gagging and streaming down his balls. He let out a loud series of moans, exclaiming, “Ugh, Cas I’m going to come.” I kept licking the underside of his shaft and working it with my hand in anticipation of his explosion. In a final three pumps of his cock, his whole body started convulsing and I was quick to put his manhood back in my mouth as wave after wave of his warm seed flooded my mouth. The pressure was so much from the first few shots the head of his cock popped out of my mouth and continued showing my face with rope after rope of hot sticky come. After his orgasm was over I licked my lips and swallowed the reservoir of semen in my mouth and returned to his semi hard shaft to lick it clean. The taste of his seed was exhilarating I thought to myself as I collapsed between his legs…..to be continued

Fun In Twickenham (The adventures of Chris and Linda) Bisexual, Crossdressing After my bath I stood naked in front of the mirror. At nineteen years old, I knew I was less than masculine. I had long ago given up any pretence of being manly. My body was slender, with no muscles to speak of, hairless except for a small patch on my pubes. My hair was long, dark brown and slightly wavy, down past my nipples now. My face - well, nice looking in a girlish sort of way. The whole effect was rather feminine. I was looking forward to seeing my girlfriend, Linda. She was twenty-four, blonde, and very pretty, with gorgeous green eyes. She was also rather kinky, which I loved, and liked my long hair and my feminine looks. I decided to surprise her and I went to my secret drawer and pulled out a pair of black satin panties. I slipped them up my legs, feeling the delicious sexy feeling as they slid up my bare thighs and over my bottom. I fondled my cock through the satin. It started to swell a little. Such a thrill. Next I got out a skimpy gold lycra camisole, very thin with spaghetti straps. I put it on and checked myself out in the mirror. I looked quite pretty and girly with my bare shoulders showing and my long hair falling down over them. I wanted to put some lipstick on but I daren't. I had to take the train over to Linda's. I put my jeans on and a black leather jacket, zipping it up high so my girl's top wouldn't show, and walked from my little flat in Wandsworth over to Clapham Junction train station. Sitting on the station platform I was acutely aware of the black satin panties under my jeans, and the sensitivity of my cock inside them. I stroked my crotch surreptitiously, making sure no-one was looking. You are such a naughty, girly boy, I thought to myself. The train arrived and I got on. There were only about five people in the carriage, two men, one of them young and quite good-looking, an old woman, and a middle-aged couple. As the journey progressed, the younger man kept looking at me. Maybe he thought I was a girl, lots of people do, or maybe he liked boys, I don't know. If he only knew what I was wearing underneath my street clothes! He eventually got off the train at Richmond, giving me a big smile. It was weirdly exciting to be fancied by a guy. It made me feel feminine and nice. The journey was half an hour altogether, and by the time I got to Twickenham I was aching to see Linda, to kiss her and make love to her. I stepped off the train and walked over to my girlfriend's house, feeling excited and sexy all over. I rang the bell and waited. The door opened and my sweet angel stood there, a vision of loveliness, with her long, blonde, wavy hair and pretty face, her slender, curvy, sexy body. I was envious. I wanted to BE her. "Chrissie," she said, giving me a dazzling smile, "come in." She had the most delicious, sexy mouth with full, red lips and perfect white teeth. I walked in, shutting the door behind me. "Kiss me," she said. We went into a long and lovely french kiss lasting several minutes. "Delicious," she said, as we broke our kiss, slightly breathless. We went into her living room, holding hands. "You'd better take your jacket off," said Linda. I unzipped my leather jacket, revealing my gold camisole top. "Oh, Chrissie, you look lovely," she said, taking the jacket, "that's such a pretty top." She knew I liked to wear girls' clothes, in fact she often let me try hers on. "I know. I love it," I said, "I feel really feminine today." "You'd better look out then," she said, "you know I love girly boys." She came and stood in front of me and stroked my long hair, tracing her fingers slowly down my bare chest and over the low-cut front of my camisole, giving me chills. "It's such a pretty colour, it goes great with your hair," she said, and gave me a soft, lingering kiss on the mouth. She slid her soft hands over my bare shoulders, makling me tingle. "You really look lovely," she said. "I like wearing pretty clothes," I said, "it's such a thrill." "I love it when you wear stuff like this," she said, "you always get so girly and sexy." She tilted her pretty head and looked me up and down. "You really need to wear a skirt with that top," she said, with a coy smile. "I'd love to put a skirt on," I said, my heart beating faster. "I've got a sexy black one you can borrow," she said, "take those horrible jeans off." She disappeared into the bedroom. I quickly slipped my shoes and socks off, then took my jeans off and threw them on a chair. I stood there in just my camisole and panties. Linda came back holding a slinky looking little black skirt. "Ooh, Chrissie, nice panties," she said, "very sexy." She came close and put her hand on my bottom, feeling the panties. "Mmm," she said, "they feel lovely. Did you buy them yourself?" "Yes," I said, "I went to Miss Selfridge. I said they were for my girlfriend." "I love boys in panties," she said, stroking my bottom gently. Her soft little hand felt divine on my satin-clad rear. "You have such a sexy little bum," she said, "I think I should pull your panties down and spank you." "What, spank my bare bottom?" I said coyly. She looked at me with her beautiful big green eyes. "I would be really gentle," she said, "and then I could kiss it better." I imagined her gorgeous, soft mouth kissing my naked bottom. How naughty. I felt a thrill of sexual delight. "But first you have to be a good little girl and put your skirt on," she said teasingly. She stopped caressing my bottom and handed it to me. I stepped into the flimsy skirt and pulled it up around my waist. I zipped it up and fastened the little button on the waistband. It came to halfway up my thighs, falling in soft waves and flaring out prettily. "Oh, Chrissie," Linda said, "you make such a lovely girl." I crossed my arms over my skinny chest and wiggled my hips slowly for her. "Oh God, that's untrue," she said, "you look so sexy in a skirt." "Do I really look like a girl?" I asked. "You're more girly than most girls I know," she said. "I want to be girly and pretty," I confessed. "Come into my bedroom and let me put some makeup on you then," she said, "and make you look really pretty." "I'd love that," I said, excited. I followed her eagerly into a huge bedroom, beautifully decorated in pink and violet, with a double bed and big, fluffy pillows. It was gloriously feminine. "Come over to the dresser," she said, "sit on this little stool and let me fix you up." I went and sat in front of the mirror. Linda knelt beside me. "You have to be still," she said. I sat, motionless, as she took some gold eyeshadow and painted it carefully on my eyelids, blending it upwards expertly with her finger. Then she took some kohl and made a fine dark line around my eyes. Finally she took out a tube of soft red lipstick. "Pout your mouth," she said. I pouted happily and she applied lipstick to my eager boy's lips. I pressed them together like I had watched my sister do a hundred times. "Oh, wow," I said, seeing my reflection in the mirror. I couldn't believe how pretty, how sexy she had made me look. I felt lovely. "Let me do your hair," she said. Linda used her hairbrush to fluff out my hair, making it look fuller and more feminine. "Oh, Chrissie, I love you as a girl," she said. She moved close to me. "You look so hot with makeup on," she said, "kiss me with that pretty mouth." Our lips met in a sweet, delicate, feminine kiss. "Delicious," she said. She put her lips close to my ear. "I want you to fuck me dressed like that," she whispered. "You're such a naughty little girl," I said. "It's your fault," Linda said, "you make me have naughty fantasies. Looking at you makes me want to do rude things." I turned to her and began to slowly unbutton the front of her white lace blouse. "Oh," she said, "you naughty little girlie boy. Now you're undressing me." She let me undo all the buttons, looking at me the whole time. I tilted my head and looked at her girlishly. "Chrissie, you look so feminine," she said, "you're making me wet now." "Tell me about your naughty fantasies," I said as I undid the last button. "I think about girls," she said softly, "their pretty eyes, their sexy lips and their soft, lovely bodies. I want to kiss them on the mouth and make love to them." "Girls? That's very, very naughty," I said with mock sternness, "pretty girls having sex with each other. You can't do that." "I want to," she said, "I want to pull their pretty little panties down and kiss them where you kiss me." She kissed my lips again. "I love that fantasy," I said, "can I be your girlfriend?" "Oh, Chrissie, yes," she said. I opened the front of her blouse wide, exposing her small, beautifully shaped tits. I stroked her naked little breasts lightly with my fingertips, hardly touching her. She gave a soft little moan. Her pretty, dark pink nipples were sticking out, erect and hard. I caressed them lightly. They felt so beautiful. "Fuck, my nipples feel so sensitive," she said, "your hands feel lovely. You're so gentle. Just like a girl." "I love your little girl tits," I said, fondling them gently. "I'm only thirteen," she said, with mock innocence. She gave a little giggle and crossed her hands over her breast in a sweet, feminine gesture. "What else would you like to do to girls?" I asked. "I'll show you if you like," she said. She got up and went over to the bed. She sat down and patted the soft, pink quilt next to her. "Come and sit next to me little girl," she said. I got up and walked shyly over to her, acting like a young girl. I sat down daintily, my knees together. I smoothed my skirt down over my thighs. "Chrissie, you're such a lovely little sissy," she said, "you look so sexy with lipstick on." Linda moved close to me and kissed my mouth, a soft, light kiss. She slipped her hand under my camisole top and started stroking my bare chest, feeling my body slowly, softly, making me tingle all over. "I love your tiny tits," she said, feeling my nipples gently, "just like a young girl's." She moved her hand down and stroked my tummy. "You feel so soft," she said, "I want to undress you and kiss you all over your sweet little girl's body." "I love when you say that, it makes me feel so nice," I said, "I wish I could be a little girl for you." I slipped my skirt up saucily, showing more of my smooth thighs. "I'm a boy though," I said, sighing. "Oh," she exclaimed, "you have such pretty legs for a boy." She started stroking my thighs. A sexy tingling ran through my body at her gentle, girl's touch. I let my legs fall open a little. "That feels lovely," I said. I leaned my head on her shoulder and let her caress my thighs. "You feel like a girl," she said, "so smooth. Your thighs feel just like Lissy's." "Who's Lissy?" I asked dreamily, lost in the ecstasy of her lovely soft caresses. "My friend from Leicester," she replied, "she has really long dark hair like you. I quite fancy her." "You do this with her?" I asked, excited at the thought of Linda actually having sex with another girl. "She stays with me sometimes. One night we got a little drunk," she said. "What did you two get up to?" I asked, very curious. "We kissed a lot...we took our tops off and compared tits. Lissy's got tiny ones like me," Linda said, "except her nipples are brown. She let me feel them. I let her feel mine too. It was wonderful." She sighed softly, remembering her girly adventure. "Ooh, you're getting me all excited now," I said, "tell me more." "We kissed each other's nipples," she said, giving me a sly look, "girls love that." I could feel my cock stiffening in my panties. "Ohh," I said, "that's so sweet." I felt Linda's hand under my skirt, tracing her fingertips lightly up and down the insides of my thighs. The feeling was exquisitely sexy. "We felt up each other's skirts too," she said, "just like this. She let me feel her stocking-tops. She has gorgeous soft thighs. I didn't have stockings on but it was fantastic having a girl feel my thighs. Girls are so gentle. Not like boys. Except you of course. You're different. You're so much like her." She gave me a soft little kiss on my cheek. "You love Lissy don't you?" I said, stroking her hair softly. "She's my very best friend," Linda replied. "What else do you do?" I asked, getting increasingly excited by the stories of Linda's lesbian exploits. "One day we went for a walk in Richmond park," she said, "with no panties on. It was such a thrill." "Were you drunk?" I asked, smiling. "Maybe a little. We found a secluded spot and we spent a long time just kissing. We both love kissing. Lissy is such a sexy kisser. She makes me so wet. If anyone had come by they would have had a great show. Two girls french kissing, with their hands up each other's skirts. Eventually we wound up doing what girls love best." she said. She gave me a secretive little smile. "And what is that?" I asked. "You'll have to guess," she said, "all I can tell you is that Lissy tastes delicious." She slid her hand up between my thighs all the way to the top. I opened my legs a bit wider to give her easier access. I felt her fingertips tracing little circles on the insides of my thighs right up at the top, almost touching my panties. I gave a little girly sigh. "Sensitive little thighs," she said as she caressed me softly. It was indescribably erotic watching her with her hand up my skirt, feeling her touching me. I imagined we were both girls. My heart was beating fast. "Lissy is a pretty name," I said. "She's a pretty girl," said Linda, "she's got a lovely body. We went back to my place and spent the night together." I pictured Linda and Lissy in bed together, naked, kissing, feeling each other's beautiful sexy bodies, doing very naughty things with their pretty mouths. How erotic. My little cock swelled to a full erection inside my girly undies. "She'd love you, I know that," she said. "she told me she likes pretty, feminine boys." "I'll tell you a secret," I said, "don't tell anybody." "Of course I wont," she said, sliding her naughty hand down the inside of my bare thigh and then up again, "what is it?" "I like pretty boys too," I confessed, "I'd love to make love to a really girly boy." "Really? Chrissie, you little sweetheart," she said, "ooh. How sexy. I'd love to watch." Linda moved her hand up further and I felt her fingertips touching my panties. She started stroking them delicately, feeling my hard cock through the flimsy satin. I felt my heart beating faster. "Pretty boys, kissing and doing sexy things to each other," she said. "Pretty boys dressed as girls," I added. "Ooh, what a lovely thought," Linda said, "you are such a naughty little boy." "I know," I said coyly, snuggling up close to her. I felt her feeling my cock through my panties, fondling it, gently squeezing it. "Ooh, Chrissie, you're so hard," she said, "lovely." "Thinking of you and Lissy," I said. "Thinking of pretty boys too," she said, massaging my cock really gently. "Yes," I admitted, enjoying her tender massage. "I want to pull your panties down," she said, "and see your little boy cock." "OK. Just for you," I said. I stood up and lifted my skirt daintily. "Chrissie you're such a darling little sissy," she said. "You could be my beautiful, girly boyfriend," I suggested, moving a little closer to her. "Chrissie, you're making me so wet," she said, her voice a little husky. She reached out, hooked her fingers in my panties and slid them down my thighs. My hard little cock sprung out and stuck up in plain view. "Oh, it's lovely," she said, "it's so cute." She took the end of my cock delicately between her forefinger and thumb and slid the foreskin back ever so gently, revealing the shiny purple head. "It's beautiful," she said, almost in a whisper. Still holding my cock, she moved in and kissed the exposed head. Her lips were soft and wet and felt unbelievably sensual on the sensitive skin of my cock head. She opened her mouth and moved closer. I watched my cock slipping in slowly between her beautiful red lips. I cried out in ecstasy as I felt the soft, lovely wetness of her mouth enveloping my penis. She moved her pretty head gently back and forth and it slipped in and out of her gorgeous mouth. I could feel her long, golden hair tickling my bare thighs. I felt her gentle hands slide around to cup my naked bottom as I slowly fucked her lovely mouth with my now extremely hard cock. It was lovely to watch. I heard myself uttering sweet little sighs and moans, more like a girl than a boy. After taking me to girlie heaven for a long while, she sat back and let my still-hard penis slip out of her mouth. She looked up at me, her sexy red lips wet and shining from sucking me. I stood there in a state of sexual bliss, holding my little skirt up daintily, my panties down, my cock sticking out, wet and glistening from her sexy mouth, lipstick traces all over it. "God, I love pretty little boys," she said with passion, "you make such sexy noises." She looked up at me and started to kiss my cock tenderly, licking it slowly, letting it slip in and out of her gorgeous mouth again. She started kissing my little hairless ball sack and licking it. I was in sexual ecstasy. "Chrissie, if I was a boy, would you do this to me?" she asked, as she planted soft wet kisses all over my cock, "would you pull my panties down and suck me?" "God, yes," I said, "how gorgeous, you as a boy. I'd love that. You'd make such a lovely, feminine boy. I'd love to have your cock in my mouth." "We could dress up as girls and fuck each other," she asked, looking up at me sexily, "I could put my cock right up inside your pretty little boy's bottom. Would you like that?" "God, yes," I said, "I'd love to be fucked by a boy as pretty as you." Linda looked up at me with pure lust in her beautiful eyes. She got up and took several big, fluffy pillows from the bed and threw them on the carpet. "Chrissie, be my girl," she said, almost in a whisper, "look, I'm soaking wet for you." She laid down on the pillows and pulled her skirt up around her waist. She had no panties on. She opened her legs really wide, exposing her gorgeous pussy. It was pink and very wet, the lips open and pouting, glistening with her love juice. "Kiss me," Linda said, "kiss me like Lissy does." I slipped off my panties and tossed them on a chair. I knelt daintily between her open legs. I started stroking the insides of her beautiful thighs softly, working my way up, touching her vagina, feeling the delicious wetness. "Pretty Chrissie," Linda said, "touch me. Play with me. Be my girlfriend." I slid my fingertips up and down between the wet, slippery lips of her lovely slit. She moaned softly as I pushed one finger gently inside her. "Chrissie, kiss me. I love girls kissing me there," she said, her voice trembling. I slowly went down and and touched my mouth on her cunt. She was so wet. I kissed her pussy-lips delicately, over and over, soft, girly kisses. I licked the swollen, beautiful lips very gently, tasting her delicious love juice. I ran the tip of my tongue around her sweet, erect little clit. She moaned softly and slipped her fingers into my hair. I licked her clit again and again, gently flicking it back and forth with my tongue and sucking it gently. Finally I slipped my tongue up between her pussy lips, right up inside her, then started licking her whole, delicious cunt over and over. She started panting and moaning louder and louder, then suddenly let out a beautiful orgasmic scream. "Oh Chrissie, you sweet little girl, I love you," she cried. "I love you too," I said, kissing the tops of her thighs tenderly. After her orgasm had subsided, Linda sat up and gave me a lingering kiss on the lips. "Mmm, I can taste me," she said, and giggled. She slid her hand under my skirt and stroked my thighs. "You're so much like Lissy," she said, "you do it just like she does. You made me come. Not many girls can do that." "I'll take that as a compliment," I said. Linda lifted my skirt up, revealing my cock which was very erect. "Ooh, look at you," she said, "you're a boy. But you look like a girl. A girl with a cock. How divine." She lay back and opened her lovely slender legs wide again, giving me a perfect view of her beautiful pink, open vagina, with her pretty little patch of golden pubic hair above it. "Fuck me Chrissie," she said, "Fuck my cunt with your sexy cock." I loved it when she said "cunt". I got between her wide-spread thighs and started sliding the sensitive head of my stiff cock up and down between her outer cunt lips. They were soaking wet and slippery. It was one of the most lovely, sexual feeling I have ever experienced. I moved my hips slowly and the hem of my little skirt trailed lightly over the insides of Linda's thighs. She gave a little cry. "Fuck, I love you in a skirt," she said. She put her hands under my skirt and slid them up my thighs, sliding the skirt up around my hips so my whole bottom was exposed. She caressed me tenderly, lovingly, sliding her gentle hands up the backs of my thighs and over my naked bottom. "Kiss me Chrissie," she said, "kiss me like a girl. Kiss me like Lissy does." We kissed, a lovely, delicate, girly kiss, our tongues darting in each others mouths, licking each other's lips. I thought of her kissing Lissy like that and it made my little cock go very hard. I was aching to put it up inside her. Linda pulled me gently into her and I felt my cock slide right up inside her deliciously wet cunt. She gave a little cry of pleasure. "Fuck me little girly boy," she said. I started moving my body in a gentle rhythm and my cock started sliding slowly in and out of her gorgeous vagina. "I love your cunt," I said, in between delicious wet, girly kisses. "Lissy has a beautiful cunt," Linda said, knowing she was driving me crazy with her dirty talk. I knew I was going to come soon. "Her pussy-lips are like peaches, so wet and juicy. Such a delicious cunt. I love to kiss it and lick it," she continued, aware that she was getting me exremely aroused. "We love to do a sixty-nine and lick each other for ages," she went on, "we get so wet. Lissy puts her tongue right up inside me. She drives me wild. Ohh, Chrissie, I adore girls." I loved the lewd, sexy things Linda was saying to me as we fucked. She was breathing hard, making sweet little girly moans. My hard cock was sliding in and out of her a lot faster now. I felt a warm feeling starting deep in my loins. "Tell me about your fantasies with boys," she panted, "it gets me so fucking excited." Linda was moving her lovely body sexily, pushing her crotch into mine, fucking me harder. For one crazy moment I imagined she was a gorgeous, femme boy and I was fucking him, right up his sweet, lovely bum hole. I wanted to tell her my true feelings, to pour my heart out as we fucked. "I love girly boys," I said, my desire now aroused to fever pitch, "I want to dress up as a girl and do naughty, sexy things with a lovely, feminine boy." "I want to find you a sweet, pretty boy," she said, panting, "and dress you both up in stockings and really short skirts. Put lipstick on you both and make you lovely and girly." It was such an erotic thought I almost came. Linda kept making sexy little moans as my cock rubbed against her clit. She was getting extremely worked up from our dirty talk and our hot fucking. "Imagine kissing him and making love to him," she breathed, "and me and Lissy there too, with nothing on except black stockings and suspenders. Kissing and feeling each other as we watch you fuck. Ohh...Chrissie, I'm coming..." That sent me over the top. Linda and I both cried out as powerful orgasms flooded through the two of us simultaneously and I spurted several loads of hot come right up inside her beautiful, soaking wet cunt. "I love you Chrissie," Linda said as we lay together, arms around each other, our skirts up around our waists, kissing tenderly. My softening cock was still inside her. "Stay in me," she said, "I love your sweet little cock up inside me." I hugged her gently. "I loved what you said about me and another boy making love, with you and Lissy watching," I said, "that made me come so hard." "I know, I felt you inside me," she said, "it felt so warm and lovely." "It was such a beautiful, sexy fantasy," I said. "I want to make it come true," she said, "I want to find you a nice, sweet boy." "I'd love to meet Lissy," I said. "You will. she's coming to visit me next week," said Linda with a cheeky smile. If you like this story, email me at [email protected]

I was in my early 20's. I, at the time was by all means straight, I dated girls, fucked girls, and loved every minute of it. But from around 17 years old I had gone through the shemale stage of porn, and eventually (I can't remember how exactly) I had moved onto gay porn. I still remember the fear i felt when watching it, because I knew this meant I was bisexual. I don't think I actually came watching it for a good 6 months. Maybe my way of making it less gay, I dunno. First it was twinks, twinks and more twinks. Then it moved onto daddies fucking twinks, which one of course would assume that I had an obsession with young skinny emo dudes, but then I realised one day that I was actually watching the daddy the entire time. Fuck. I was a bottom. I had slowly made my way onto the hookup sites. Terrified of being caught I was always on alert, made sure my pics were completely unrecognisable etc. One hungover Sunday morning I had the usual hangover horn. I made the normally-drunk decision to hop onto my favourite site and waiting for me were several messages since my last visit to the site. I only went on when I was fucked up so there was always a big gap between my replies to these guys. Having a quick look I could see it was the usual 50+ overweight, small cocked men asking to bottom for me. Not my cup of tea at all. I was slim but relatively muscly, short back and sides with some piercing and tattoos, a bit of body hair here and there but nothing to worry about. One of the messages was from a guy in his 40's, he looked very well kept and had a tight body, muscles but not ripped (gym fit) and a bit of a tan. His face was showing slightly in the pics but was covered by the camera flash. Fuck it why not. I sent a reply to his attempt at small talk from 6 days prior and went on browsing the site. The page refreshed a few mins later and I had a message in my inbox. It was him! I excitedly clicked on and opened a new tab up so I could check his pics out again while I read. He was asking if i was looking to meet and I said yes but I had not done anal before but was keen to try. I had given oral to a couple guys before but it was so few and far between by this point I was pretty much at experience zero. Again he replied almost instantly. Asking if i wanted to come round some time and we can take it slow. Damn my hungover dick was furious already. I said that I would love that and then asked if he was free now. To my delight, it was a yes. I asked where he stayed and as soon as he sent his address I felt the urge to close the laptop and never do this again. Luckily I was still a bit drunk, so my lack of inhibitions stopped me from doing that. I said i was going to get the bus as it is on the same route, he offered to pick me up but I said no as i thought that would more than likely make me bottle it. A long, nerve racking bus ride later and I got to his street. Mouth dry as hell because of the nerves, I jumped into the nearest shop and got myself some juice. I opened the site to say i was a few mins away. When i got to his building he was waiting outside at the door for me. That weirded me out, but I couldnt back out now. We walked up the stairs and into his apartment. Despite the rough area that we were in, his place was incredibly nice. We sat in the living room and he asked if I wanted a drink, "Just a water please" I barely managed to say out of my even more increasingly drying mouth. I should've asked for a beer to make the whole thing easier. He sat on the couch cornering where I was and asked me what I had done with guys before, I said just some kissing and some head, but never any anal sex giving or receiving. He said that it wasnt a problem and he had been with many virgins before, a bit weird I thought but at least he'll know how to be with me. He asked if i wanted to go to the bedroom, or alternatively the bathroom, there was a large jacuzzi style bath in there, but I said the bedroom as this was all new enough to me as it is. I took my clothe off in the bedroom while he was strangely absent, had a quick look around to see any signs of hidden cameras and awaited his return. He came through with a condom, a small towel and a bottle of lube. I just stood there like a deer in headlights, confused and a bit scared. I had been through this scenario hundreds of time with women, but in this case, I did not know how to proceed. It also wasn't til now that I realised he was about a foot shorter than me. I stand at 6'3 so this was of course not uncommon but in all the Old+Young videos typically the daddy dominated the twink in both sex and size. He almost leapt up at me and his lips locked to mine. He kissed deep and passionately and started sucking me tongue every so often. I thought to myself he needed to calm it down, but then when he lead me to the bed while kissing me and we both fell onto it, I got so so turned on by the kissing when he had me underneath him. The height issue now was not a problem. He was ontop of me and I felt the body heat, I felt his strong shoulders and I felt the fair sparsed all over him. I am about to live out my ultimate fantasy. He worked his was down my body and started sucking my dick. I was only semi hard at this point but it was hands down the best blowjob I'd ever had. Next thing I know is his dick is now in my face, for a 69. I did what I had done the last fe times, took it in my mouth and essentiially emulated what I believed felt great. He was moaning alot, something I first found weird. I had been told I was great at it, something that made me feel bad for women (who have given me some shockingly bad ones in my time) because having a dick means you know what is great. We continued like this for about 5 minutes, my dick hadn't gotten to 100% hard yet, which I blame on last night s intoxicants. Eventually we detached and he asked if i had been rimmed before, as soon as he said this i thought fuck, i hope i was completely clean down there! I said I hadn't, but wasn't sure if it was my thing. Without any option he dove down to my ass and stuck a warm tongue right onto it. I dont like this one bit i thought, then, without warning, he made circular motions and my entire body turned to mush, then tensed up, then back to mush. Jesus this was absolute heaven. He circled and pushed, changed speeds and pressures for what felt like an eternity but in reality was probably only 5-10 minutes. Next was an incredibly cold feeling on my ass from the heat that I just felt, that must be the lube. His fingers were dancing around me tight virgin hole until they started to hint at penetration. I could feel ever so slightly a finger going in, then out, then in further. Before i knew it I felt his knuckles on my cheeks, he had a finger right up there, gently poking around. No feeling of my prostate/gspot yet thought which confused me, I was that ignorant back then that I assumed it would be an automatic feeling straight away. "Well done" he said to me, "You're pretty much half way there," then he slowly took his finger out. "Are you ready?" I nodded nervously. "It's okay, I will go slow." I was on my back with the small towel slightly tucked under my lower back/ass, he came up to my face level and started his kissing again. I was still not fully erect but then realised that this didn't matter, I wasnt with a girl I was about to get fucked. Erection preferred but not required. My thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of something bigger than a finger tip touching ontop my butthole. Did he just gain some size? It felt much bigger than what I had just had in my mouth minutes before. His dick was about 6 inches, not too thick and cut, a bit like mine. Still kissing deeply, he slowly started to hump his dick into my hole. I thought it was never going to go in, no way, it started to hurt the more he worked it in, but I knew this would be the case so I powered through. Eventually I felt his entire tip inside the first inch of my ass, thats the biggest part done which felt like a relief. Apologies in advance for the vulgar mention, but the further he got in the more I was worried about shitting myself. I am a straight guy who hasn't openly discussed gay sex with anyone, so no one had told me what I'd feel. Despite realising that all that is happening is something is going in and out of my hole, pretty much like being on the toilet, I still had the worry in my head. This didn't help my case as I was tensing up with the panic. He told me to relax an let him do his thing. His assurance actually worked and I felt much better lying back and going through the motions. He was about half the way in with his thrusts and I felt him reposition to a more tactile stance. His thrusts were going deeper now and they felt stronger and more controlled. I started to feel his thighs touching mine, with my knees in the air, and his balls slowly hitting against my arsecheeks. He was almost fully in by this point and the discomfort I felt before was belittled by the massively arousing feeling of being fucked. Not just the physical feeling inside of me, but also the general thought of the act itself. I was underneath a grown man and he was pleasuring himself at my expense. He started to speed up, kissing me ever so often, my lips, my neck, my chest. I kept my eyes closed the entire time, unsure if this was the correct etiquette. It did not seem to bother him, as he kept getting faster but without hurting me with his thrusts. They were strong but not wild. Even faster now and I started to get this feeling in my balls, at least I thought thats what it was, It was as if all of the parts of my genitals, including a new part that I had never felt before, were heating up and tingling. The increase of the speed made this even better now an oh my god this was the elusive prostate I had heard of. I never wanted it to end. As if out of nowhere his entire body froze up and he made the 'I've just came' sound. I didn't feel it like I thought I would because he was wearing a condom. Truth be told I was actually quite upset because I was really starting to get into it, and the feeling was really getting me off. He lay there ontop of me breathing an sighing. He asked me if I wanted to fuck him, this wasn't really on my agenda and I also wasn't hard enough i thought. I said no thanks, but he wasn't let down, he just then asked me how the fuck was. "Better than I expected" I said. He seemed joyed at my response an instantly went back down on me. It felt much better than before, but I needed my ass filled again. I was too nervous to ask for a finger aswell, as I had just said no to a request of his. He sucked me until I came and swallowed my load. When all done I was sat on his bed and started to gather my things from the floor then started getting dressed. He said I did not need to go so quick but I had the post orgasm regret really badly. I could've stayed there and played with him all day, but the conversationw prior to the fucking I could tell that we weren't a good match personality wise. I left, with the feeling of pride that I didn't need to stop, but also with the feeling of regret that I didn't get the chance to wank my cumming dick while being fucked, but theres always next time.

I was in my early 20's. I, at the time was by all means straight, I dated girls, fucked girls, and loved every minute of it. But from around 17 years old I had gone through the shemale stage of porn, and eventually (I can't remember how exactly) I had moved onto gay porn. I still remember the fear i felt when watching it, because I knew this meant I was bisexual. I don't think I actually came watching it for a good 6 months. Maybe my way of making it less gay, I dunno. First it was twinks, twinks and more twinks. Then it moved onto daddies fucking twinks, which one of course would assume that I had an obsession with young skinny emo dudes, but then I realised one day that I was actually watching the daddy the entire time. Fuck. I was a bottom. I had slowly made my way onto the hookup sites. Terrified of being caught I was always on alert, made sure my pics were completely unrecognisable etc. One hungover Sunday morning I had the usual hangover horn. I made the normally-drunk decision to hop onto my favourite site and waiting for me were several messages since my last visit to the site. I only went on when I was fucked up so there was always a big gap between my replies to these guys. Having a quick look I could see it was the usual 50+ overweight, small cocked men asking to bottom for me. Not my cup of tea at all. I was slim but relatively muscly, short back and sides with some piercing and tattoos, a bit of body hair here and there but nothing to worry about. One of the messages was from a guy in his 40's, he looked very well kept and had a tight body, muscles but not ripped (gym fit) and a bit of a tan. His face was showing slightly in the pics but was covered by the camera flash. Fuck it why not. I sent a reply to his attempt at small talk from 6 days prior and went on browsing the site. The page refreshed a few mins later and I had a message in my inbox. It was him! I excitedly clicked on and opened a new tab up so I could check his pics out again while I read. He was asking if i was looking to meet and I said yes but I had not done anal before but was keen to try. I had given oral to a couple guys before but it was so few and far between by this point I was pretty much at experience zero. Again he replied almost instantly. Asking if i wanted to come round some time and we can take it slow. Damn my hungover dick was furious already. I said that I would love that and then asked if he was free now. To my delight, it was a yes. I asked where he stayed and as soon as he sent his address I felt the urge to close the laptop and never do this again. Luckily I was still a bit drunk, so my lack of inhibitions stopped me from doing that. I said i was going to get the bus as it is on the same route, he offered to pick me up but I said no as i thought that would more than likely make me bottle it. A long, nerve racking bus ride later and I got to his street. Mouth dry as hell because of the nerves, I jumped into the nearest shop and got myself some juice. I opened the site to say i was a few mins away. When i got to his building he was waiting outside at the door for me. That weirded me out, but I couldnt back out now. We walked up the stairs and into his apartment. Despite the rough area that we were in, his place was incredibly nice. We sat in the living room and he asked if I wanted a drink, "Just a water please" I barely managed to say out of my even more increasingly drying mouth. I should've asked for a beer to make the whole thing easier. He sat on the couch cornering where I was and asked me what I had done with guys before, I said just some kissing and some head, but never any anal sex giving or receiving. He said that it wasnt a problem and he had been with many virgins before, a bit weird I thought but at least he'll know how to be with me. He asked if i wanted to go to the bedroom, or alternatively the bathroom, there was a large jacuzzi style bath in there, but I said the bedroom as this was all new enough to me as it is. I took my clothe off in the bedroom while he was strangely absent, had a quick look around to see any signs of hidden cameras and awaited his return. He came through with a condom, a small towel and a bottle of lube. I just stood there like a deer in headlights, confused and a bit scared. I had been through this scenario hundreds of time with women, but in this case, I did not know how to proceed. It also wasn't til now that I realised he was about a foot shorter than me. I stand at 6'3 so this was of course not uncommon but in all the Old+Young videos typically the daddy dominated the twink in both sex and size. He almost leapt up at me and his lips locked to mine. He kissed deep and passionately and started sucking me tongue every so often. I thought to myself he needed to calm it down, but then when he lead me to the bed while kissing me and we both fell onto it, I got so so turned on by the kissing when he had me underneath him. The height issue now was not a problem. He was ontop of me and I felt the body heat, I felt his strong shoulders and I felt the fair sparsed all over him. I am about to live out my ultimate fantasy. He worked his was down my body and started sucking my dick. I was only semi hard at this point but it was hands down the best blowjob I'd ever had. Next thing I know is his dick is now in my face, for a 69. I did what I had done the last fe times, took it in my mouth and essentiially emulated what I believed felt great. He was moaning alot, something I first found weird. I had been told I was great at it, something that made me feel bad for women (who have given me some shockingly bad ones in my time) because having a dick means you know what is great. We continued like this for about 5 minutes, my dick hadn't gotten to 100% hard yet, which I blame on last night s intoxicants. Eventually we detached and he asked if i had been rimmed before, as soon as he said this i thought fuck, i hope i was completely clean down there! I said I hadn't, but wasn't sure if it was my thing. Without any option he dove down to my ass and stuck a warm tongue right onto it. I dont like this one bit i thought, then, without warning, he made circular motions and my entire body turned to mush, then tensed up, then back to mush. Jesus this was absolute heaven. He circled and pushed, changed speeds and pressures for what felt like an eternity but in reality was probably only 5-10 minutes. Next was an incredibly cold feeling on my ass from the heat that I just felt, that must be the lube. His fingers were dancing around me tight virgin hole until they started to hint at penetration. I could feel ever so slightly a finger going in, then out, then in further. Before i knew it I felt his knuckles on my cheeks, he had a finger right up there, gently poking around. No feeling of my prostate/gspot yet thought which confused me, I was that ignorant back then that I assumed it would be an automatic feeling straight away. "Well done" he said to me, "You're pretty much half way there," then he slowly took his finger out. "Are you ready?" I nodded nervously. "It's okay, I will go slow." I was on my back with the small towel slightly tucked under my lower back/ass, he came up to my face level and started his kissing again. I was still not fully erect but then realised that this didn't matter, I wasnt with a girl I was about to get fucked. Erection preferred but not required. My thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of something bigger than a finger tip touching ontop my butthole. Did he just gain some size? It felt much bigger than what I had just had in my mouth minutes before. His dick was about 6 inches, not too thick and cut, a bit like mine. Still kissing deeply, he slowly started to hump his dick into my hole. I thought it was never going to go in, no way, it started to hurt the more he worked it in, but I knew this would be the case so I powered through. Eventually I felt his entire tip inside the first inch of my ass, thats the biggest part done which felt like a relief. Apologies in advance for the vulgar mention, but the further he got in the more I was worried about shitting myself. I am a straight guy who hasn't openly discussed gay sex with anyone, so no one had told me what I'd feel. Despite realising that all that is happening is something is going in and out of my hole, pretty much like being on the toilet, I still had the worry in my head. This didn't help my case as I was tensing up with the panic. He told me to relax an let him do his thing. His assurance actually worked and I felt much better lying back and going through the motions. He was about half the way in with his thrusts and I felt him reposition to a more tactile stance. His thrusts were going deeper now and they felt stronger and more controlled. I started to feel his thighs touching mine, with my knees in the air, and his balls slowly hitting against my arsecheeks. He was almost fully in by this point and the discomfort I felt before was belittled by the massively arousing feeling of being fucked. Not just the physical feeling inside of me, but also the general thought of the act itself. I was underneath a grown man and he was pleasuring himself at my expense. He started to speed up, kissing me ever so often, my lips, my neck, my chest. I kept my eyes closed the entire time, unsure if this was the correct etiquette. It did not seem to bother him, as he kept getting faster but without hurting me with his thrusts. They were strong but not wild. Even faster now and I started to get this feeling in my balls, at least I thought thats what it was, It was as if all of the parts of my genitals, including a new part that I had never felt before, were heating up and tingling. The increase of the speed made this even better now an oh my god this was the elusive prostate I had heard of. I never wanted it to end. As if out of nowhere his entire body froze up and he made the 'I've just came' sound. I didn't feel it like I thought I would because he was wearing a condom. Truth be told I was actually quite upset because I was really starting to get into it, and the feeling was really getting me off. He lay there ontop of me breathing an sighing. He asked me if I wanted to fuck him, this wasn't really on my agenda and I also wasn't hard enough i thought. I said no thanks, but he wasn't let down, he just then asked me how the fuck was. "Better than I expected" I said. He seemed joyed at my response an instantly went back down on me. It felt much better than before, but I needed my ass filled again. I was too nervous to ask for a finger aswell, as I had just said no to a request of his. He sucked me until I came and swallowed my load. When all done I was sat on his bed and started to gather my things from the floor then started getting dressed. He said I did not need to go so quick but I had the post orgasm regret really badly. I could've stayed there and played with him all day, but the conversationw prior to the fucking I could tell that we weren't a good match personality wise. I left, with the feeling of pride that I didn't need to stop, but also with the feeling of regret that I didn't get the chance to wank my cumming dick while being fucked, but theres always next time.

Fun In Twickenham (The adventures of Chris and Linda) Bisexual, Crossdressing After my bath I stood naked in front of the mirror. At nineteen years old, I knew I was less than masculine. I had long ago given up any pretence of being manly. My body was slender, with no muscles to speak of, hairless except for a small patch on my pubes. My hair was long, dark brown and slightly wavy, down past my nipples now. My face - well, nice looking in a girlish sort of way. The whole effect was rather feminine. I was looking forward to seeing my girlfriend, Linda. She was twenty-four, blonde, and very pretty, with gorgeous green eyes. She was also rather kinky, which I loved, and liked my long hair and my feminine looks. I decided to surprise her and I went to my secret drawer and pulled out a pair of black satin panties. I slipped them up my legs, feeling the delicious sexy feeling as they slid up my bare thighs and over my bottom. I fondled my cock through the satin. It started to swell a little. Such a thrill. Next I got out a skimpy gold lycra camisole, very thin with spaghetti straps. I put it on and checked myself out in the mirror. I looked quite pretty and girly with my bare shoulders showing and my long hair falling down over them. I wanted to put some lipstick on but I daren't. I had to take the train over to Linda's. I put my jeans on and a black leather jacket, zipping it up high so my girl's top wouldn't show, and walked from my little flat in Wandsworth over to Clapham Junction train station. Sitting on the station platform I was acutely aware of the black satin panties under my jeans, and the sensitivity of my cock inside them. I stroked my crotch surreptitiously, making sure no-one was looking. You are such a naughty, girly boy, I thought to myself. The train arrived and I got on. There were only about five people in the carriage, two men, one of them young and quite good-looking, an old woman, and a middle-aged couple. As the journey progressed, the younger man kept looking at me. Maybe he thought I was a girl, lots of people do, or maybe he liked boys, I don't know. If he only knew what I was wearing underneath my street clothes! He eventually got off the train at Richmond, giving me a big smile. It was weirdly exciting to be fancied by a guy. It made me feel feminine and nice. The journey was half an hour altogether, and by the time I got to Twickenham I was aching to see Linda, to kiss her and make love to her. I stepped off the train and walked over to my girlfriend's house, feeling excited and sexy all over. I rang the bell and waited. The door opened and my sweet angel stood there, a vision of loveliness, with her long, blonde, wavy hair and pretty face, her slender, curvy, sexy body. I was envious. I wanted to BE her. "Chrissie," she said, giving me a dazzling smile, "come in." She had the most delicious, sexy mouth with full, red lips and perfect white teeth. I walked in, shutting the door behind me. "Kiss me," she said. We went into a long and lovely french kiss lasting several minutes. "Delicious," she said, as we broke our kiss, slightly breathless. We went into her living room, holding hands. "You'd better take your jacket off," said Linda. I unzipped my leather jacket, revealing my gold camisole top. "Oh, Chrissie, you look lovely," she said, taking the jacket, "that's such a pretty top." She knew I liked to wear girls' clothes, in fact she often let me try hers on. "I know. I love it," I said, "I feel really feminine today." "You'd better look out then," she said, "you know I love girly boys." She came and stood in front of me and stroked my long hair, tracing her fingers slowly down my bare chest and over the low-cut front of my camisole, giving me chills. "It's such a pretty colour, it goes great with your hair," she said, and gave me a soft, lingering kiss on the mouth. She slid her soft hands over my bare shoulders, makling me tingle. "You really look lovely," she said. "I like wearing pretty clothes," I said, "it's such a thrill." "I love it when you wear stuff like this," she said, "you always get so girly and sexy." She tilted her pretty head and looked me up and down. "You really need to wear a skirt with that top," she said, with a coy smile. "I'd love to put a skirt on," I said, my heart beating faster. "I've got a sexy black one you can borrow," she said, "take those horrible jeans off." She disappeared into the bedroom. I quickly slipped my shoes and socks off, then took my jeans off and threw them on a chair. I stood there in just my camisole and panties. Linda came back holding a slinky looking little black skirt. "Ooh, Chrissie, nice panties," she said, "very sexy." She came close and put her hand on my bottom, feeling the panties. "Mmm," she said, "they feel lovely. Did you buy them yourself?" "Yes," I said, "I went to Miss Selfridge. I said they were for my girlfriend." "I love boys in panties," she said, stroking my bottom gently. Her soft little hand felt divine on my satin-clad rear. "You have such a sexy little bum," she said, "I think I should pull your panties down and spank you." "What, spank my bare bottom?" I said coyly. She looked at me with her beautiful big green eyes. "I would be really gentle," she said, "and then I could kiss it better." I imagined her gorgeous, soft mouth kissing my naked bottom. How naughty. I felt a thrill of sexual delight. "But first you have to be a good little girl and put your skirt on," she said teasingly. She stopped caressing my bottom and handed it to me. I stepped into the flimsy skirt and pulled it up around my waist. I zipped it up and fastened the little button on the waistband. It came to halfway up my thighs, falling in soft waves and flaring out prettily. "Oh, Chrissie," Linda said, "you make such a lovely girl." I crossed my arms over my skinny chest and wiggled my hips slowly for her. "Oh God, that's untrue," she said, "you look so sexy in a skirt." "Do I really look like a girl?" I asked. "You're more girly than most girls I know," she said. "I want to be girly and pretty," I confessed. "Come into my bedroom and let me put some makeup on you then," she said, "and make you look really pretty." "I'd love that," I said, excited. I followed her eagerly into a huge bedroom, beautifully decorated in pink and violet, with a double bed and big, fluffy pillows. It was gloriously feminine. "Come over to the dresser," she said, "sit on this little stool and let me fix you up." I went and sat in front of the mirror. Linda knelt beside me. "You have to be still," she said. I sat, motionless, as she took some gold eyeshadow and painted it carefully on my eyelids, blending it upwards expertly with her finger. Then she took some kohl and made a fine dark line around my eyes. Finally she took out a tube of soft red lipstick. "Pout your mouth," she said. I pouted happily and she applied lipstick to my eager boy's lips. I pressed them together like I had watched my sister do a hundred times. "Oh, wow," I said, seeing my reflection in the mirror. I couldn't believe how pretty, how sexy she had made me look. I felt lovely. "Let me do your hair," she said. Linda used her hairbrush to fluff out my hair, making it look fuller and more feminine. "Oh, Chrissie, I love you as a girl," she said. She moved close to me. "You look so hot with makeup on," she said, "kiss me with that pretty mouth." Our lips met in a sweet, delicate, feminine kiss. "Delicious," she said. She put her lips close to my ear. "I want you to fuck me dressed like that," she whispered. "You're such a naughty little girl," I said. "It's your fault," Linda said, "you make me have naughty fantasies. Looking at you makes me want to do rude things." I turned to her and began to slowly unbutton the front of her white lace blouse. "Oh," she said, "you naughty little girlie boy. Now you're undressing me." She let me undo all the buttons, looking at me the whole time. I tilted my head and looked at her girlishly. "Chrissie, you look so feminine," she said, "you're making me wet now." "Tell me about your naughty fantasies," I said as I undid the last button. "I think about girls," she said softly, "their pretty eyes, their sexy lips and their soft, lovely bodies. I want to kiss them on the mouth and make love to them." "Girls? That's very, very naughty," I said with mock sternness, "pretty girls having sex with each other. You can't do that." "I want to," she said, "I want to pull their pretty little panties down and kiss them where you kiss me." She kissed my lips again. "I love that fantasy," I said, "can I be your girlfriend?" "Oh, Chrissie, yes," she said. I opened the front of her blouse wide, exposing her small, beautifully shaped tits. I stroked her naked little breasts lightly with my fingertips, hardly touching her. She gave a soft little moan. Her pretty, dark pink nipples were sticking out, erect and hard. I caressed them lightly. They felt so beautiful. "Fuck, my nipples feel so sensitive," she said, "your hands feel lovely. You're so gentle. Just like a girl." "I love your little girl tits," I said, fondling them gently. "I'm only thirteen," she said, with mock innocence. She gave a little giggle and crossed her hands over her breast in a sweet, feminine gesture. "What else would you like to do to girls?" I asked. "I'll show you if you like," she said. She got up and went over to the bed. She sat down and patted the soft, pink quilt next to her. "Come and sit next to me little girl," she said. I got up and walked shyly over to her, acting like a young girl. I sat down daintily, my knees together. I smoothed my skirt down over my thighs. "Chrissie, you're such a lovely little sissy," she said, "you look so sexy with lipstick on." Linda moved close to me and kissed my mouth, a soft, light kiss. She slipped her hand under my camisole top and started stroking my bare chest, feeling my body slowly, softly, making me tingle all over. "I love your tiny tits," she said, feeling my nipples gently, "just like a young girl's." She moved her hand down and stroked my tummy. "You feel so soft," she said, "I want to undress you and kiss you all over your sweet little girl's body." "I love when you say that, it makes me feel so nice," I said, "I wish I could be a little girl for you." I slipped my skirt up saucily, showing more of my smooth thighs. "I'm a boy though," I said, sighing. "Oh," she exclaimed, "you have such pretty legs for a boy." She started stroking my thighs. A sexy tingling ran through my body at her gentle, girl's touch. I let my legs fall open a little. "That feels lovely," I said. I leaned my head on her shoulder and let her caress my thighs. "You feel like a girl," she said, "so smooth. Your thighs feel just like Lissy's." "Who's Lissy?" I asked dreamily, lost in the ecstasy of her lovely soft caresses. "My friend from Leicester," she replied, "she has really long dark hair like you. I quite fancy her." "You do this with her?" I asked, excited at the thought of Linda actually having sex with another girl. "She stays with me sometimes. One night we got a little drunk," she said. "What did you two get up to?" I asked, very curious. "We kissed a lot...we took our tops off and compared tits. Lissy's got tiny ones like me," Linda said, "except her nipples are brown. She let me feel them. I let her feel mine too. It was wonderful." She sighed softly, remembering her girly adventure. "Ooh, you're getting me all excited now," I said, "tell me more." "We kissed each other's nipples," she said, giving me a sly look, "girls love that." I could feel my cock stiffening in my panties. "Ohh," I said, "that's so sweet." I felt Linda's hand under my skirt, tracing her fingertips lightly up and down the insides of my thighs. The feeling was exquisitely sexy. "We felt up each other's skirts too," she said, "just like this. She let me feel her stocking-tops. She has gorgeous soft thighs. I didn't have stockings on but it was fantastic having a girl feel my thighs. Girls are so gentle. Not like boys. Except you of course. You're different. You're so much like her." She gave me a soft little kiss on my cheek. "You love Lissy don't you?" I said, stroking her hair softly. "She's my very best friend," Linda replied. "What else do you do?" I asked, getting increasingly excited by the stories of Linda's lesbian exploits. "One day we went for a walk in Richmond park," she said, "with no panties on. It was such a thrill." "Were you drunk?" I asked, smiling. "Maybe a little. We found a secluded spot and we spent a long time just kissing. We both love kissing. Lissy is such a sexy kisser. She makes me so wet. If anyone had come by they would have had a great show. Two girls french kissing, with their hands up each other's skirts. Eventually we wound up doing what girls love best." she said. She gave me a secretive little smile. "And what is that?" I asked. "You'll have to guess," she said, "all I can tell you is that Lissy tastes delicious." She slid her hand up between my thighs all the way to the top. I opened my legs a bit wider to give her easier access. I felt her fingertips tracing little circles on the insides of my thighs right up at the top, almost touching my panties. I gave a little girly sigh. "Sensitive little thighs," she said as she caressed me softly. It was indescribably erotic watching her with her hand up my skirt, feeling her touching me. I imagined we were both girls. My heart was beating fast. "Lissy is a pretty name," I said. "She's a pretty girl," said Linda, "she's got a lovely body. We went back to my place and spent the night together." I pictured Linda and Lissy in bed together, naked, kissing, feeling each other's beautiful sexy bodies, doing very naughty things with their pretty mouths. How erotic. My little cock swelled to a full erection inside my girly undies. "She'd love you, I know that," she said. "she told me she likes pretty, feminine boys." "I'll tell you a secret," I said, "don't tell anybody." "Of course I wont," she said, sliding her naughty hand down the inside of my bare thigh and then up again, "what is it?" "I like pretty boys too," I confessed, "I'd love to make love to a really girly boy." "Really? Chrissie, you little sweetheart," she said, "ooh. How sexy. I'd love to watch." Linda moved her hand up further and I felt her fingertips touching my panties. She started stroking them delicately, feeling my hard cock through the flimsy satin. I felt my heart beating faster. "Pretty boys, kissing and doing sexy things to each other," she said. "Pretty boys dressed as girls," I added. "Ooh, what a lovely thought," Linda said, "you are such a naughty little boy." "I know," I said coyly, snuggling up close to her. I felt her feeling my cock through my panties, fondling it, gently squeezing it. "Ooh, Chrissie, you're so hard," she said, "lovely." "Thinking of you and Lissy," I said. "Thinking of pretty boys too," she said, massaging my cock really gently. "Yes," I admitted, enjoying her tender massage. "I want to pull your panties down," she said, "and see your little boy cock." "OK. Just for you," I said. I stood up and lifted my skirt daintily. "Chrissie you're such a darling little sissy," she said. "You could be my beautiful, girly boyfriend," I suggested, moving a little closer to her. "Chrissie, you're making me so wet," she said, her voice a little husky. She reached out, hooked her fingers in my panties and slid them down my thighs. My hard little cock sprung out and stuck up in plain view. "Oh, it's lovely," she said, "it's so cute." She took the end of my cock delicately between her forefinger and thumb and slid the foreskin back ever so gently, revealing the shiny purple head. "It's beautiful," she said, almost in a whisper. Still holding my cock, she moved in and kissed the exposed head. Her lips were soft and wet and felt unbelievably sensual on the sensitive skin of my cock head. She opened her mouth and moved closer. I watched my cock slipping in slowly between her beautiful red lips. I cried out in ecstasy as I felt the soft, lovely wetness of her mouth enveloping my penis. She moved her pretty head gently back and forth and it slipped in and out of her gorgeous mouth. I could feel her long, golden hair tickling my bare thighs. I felt her gentle hands slide around to cup my naked bottom as I slowly fucked her lovely mouth with my now extremely hard cock. It was lovely to watch. I heard myself uttering sweet little sighs and moans, more like a girl than a boy. After taking me to girlie heaven for a long while, she sat back and let my still-hard penis slip out of her mouth. She looked up at me, her sexy red lips wet and shining from sucking me. I stood there in a state of sexual bliss, holding my little skirt up daintily, my panties down, my cock sticking out, wet and glistening from her sexy mouth, lipstick traces all over it. "God, I love pretty little boys," she said with passion, "you make such sexy noises." She looked up at me and started to kiss my cock tenderly, licking it slowly, letting it slip in and out of her gorgeous mouth again. She started kissing my little hairless ball sack and licking it. I was in sexual ecstasy. "Chrissie, if I was a boy, would you do this to me?" she asked, as she planted soft wet kisses all over my cock, "would you pull my panties down and suck me?" "God, yes," I said, "how gorgeous, you as a boy. I'd love that. You'd make such a lovely, feminine boy. I'd love to have your cock in my mouth." "We could dress up as girls and fuck each other," she asked, looking up at me sexily, "I could put my cock right up inside your pretty little boy's bottom. Would you like that?" "God, yes," I said, "I'd love to be fucked by a boy as pretty as you." Linda looked up at me with pure lust in her beautiful eyes. She got up and took several big, fluffy pillows from the bed and threw them on the carpet. "Chrissie, be my girl," she said, almost in a whisper, "look, I'm soaking wet for you." She laid down on the pillows and pulled her skirt up around her waist. She had no panties on. She opened her legs really wide, exposing her gorgeous pussy. It was pink and very wet, the lips open and pouting, glistening with her love juice. "Kiss me," Linda said, "kiss me like Lissy does." I slipped off my panties and tossed them on a chair. I knelt daintily between her open legs. I started stroking the insides of her beautiful thighs softly, working my way up, touching her vagina, feeling the delicious wetness. "Pretty Chrissie," Linda said, "touch me. Play with me. Be my girlfriend." I slid my fingertips up and down between the wet, slippery lips of her lovely slit. She moaned softly as I pushed one finger gently inside her. "Chrissie, kiss me. I love girls kissing me there," she said, her voice trembling. I slowly went down and and touched my mouth on her cunt. She was so wet. I kissed her pussy-lips delicately, over and over, soft, girly kisses. I licked the swollen, beautiful lips very gently, tasting her delicious love juice. I ran the tip of my tongue around her sweet, erect little clit. She moaned softly and slipped her fingers into my hair. I licked her clit again and again, gently flicking it back and forth with my tongue and sucking it gently. Finally I slipped my tongue up between her pussy lips, right up inside her, then started licking her whole, delicious cunt over and over. She started panting and moaning louder and louder, then suddenly let out a beautiful orgasmic scream. "Oh Chrissie, you sweet little girl, I love you," she cried. "I love you too," I said, kissing the tops of her thighs tenderly. After her orgasm had subsided, Linda sat up and gave me a lingering kiss on the lips. "Mmm, I can taste me," she said, and giggled. She slid her hand under my skirt and stroked my thighs. "You're so much like Lissy," she said, "you do it just like she does. You made me come. Not many girls can do that." "I'll take that as a compliment," I said. Linda lifted my skirt up, revealing my cock which was very erect. "Ooh, look at you," she said, "you're a boy. But you look like a girl. A girl with a cock. How divine." She lay back and opened her lovely slender legs wide again, giving me a perfect view of her beautiful pink, open vagina, with her pretty little patch of golden pubic hair above it. "Fuck me Chrissie," she said, "Fuck my cunt with your sexy cock." I loved it when she said "cunt". I got between her wide-spread thighs and started sliding the sensitive head of my stiff cock up and down between her outer cunt lips. They were soaking wet and slippery. It was one of the most lovely, sexual feeling I have ever experienced. I moved my hips slowly and the hem of my little skirt trailed lightly over the insides of Linda's thighs. She gave a little cry. "Fuck, I love you in a skirt," she said. She put her hands under my skirt and slid them up my thighs, sliding the skirt up around my hips so my whole bottom was exposed. She caressed me tenderly, lovingly, sliding her gentle hands up the backs of my thighs and over my naked bottom. "Kiss me Chrissie," she said, "kiss me like a girl. Kiss me like Lissy does." We kissed, a lovely, delicate, girly kiss, our tongues darting in each others mouths, licking each other's lips. I thought of her kissing Lissy like that and it made my little cock go very hard. I was aching to put it up inside her. Linda pulled me gently into her and I felt my cock slide right up inside her deliciously wet cunt. She gave a little cry of pleasure. "Fuck me little girly boy," she said. I started moving my body in a gentle rhythm and my cock started sliding slowly in and out of her gorgeous vagina. "I love your cunt," I said, in between delicious wet, girly kisses. "Lissy has a beautiful cunt," Linda said, knowing she was driving me crazy with her dirty talk. I knew I was going to come soon. "Her pussy-lips are like peaches, so wet and juicy. Such a delicious cunt. I love to kiss it and lick it," she continued, aware that she was getting me exremely aroused. "We love to do a sixty-nine and lick each other for ages," she went on, "we get so wet. Lissy puts her tongue right up inside me. She drives me wild. Ohh, Chrissie, I adore girls." I loved the lewd, sexy things Linda was saying to me as we fucked. She was breathing hard, making sweet little girly moans. My hard cock was sliding in and out of her a lot faster now. I felt a warm feeling starting deep in my loins. "Tell me about your fantasies with boys," she panted, "it gets me so fucking excited." Linda was moving her lovely body sexily, pushing her crotch into mine, fucking me harder. For one crazy moment I imagined she was a gorgeous, femme boy and I was fucking him, right up his sweet, lovely bum hole. I wanted to tell her my true feelings, to pour my heart out as we fucked. "I love girly boys," I said, my desire now aroused to fever pitch, "I want to dress up as a girl and do naughty, sexy things with a lovely, feminine boy." "I want to find you a sweet, pretty boy," she said, panting, "and dress you both up in stockings and really short skirts. Put lipstick on you both and make you lovely and girly." It was such an erotic thought I almost came. Linda kept making sexy little moans as my cock rubbed against her clit. She was getting extremely worked up from our dirty talk and our hot fucking. "Imagine kissing him and making love to him," she breathed, "and me and Lissy there too, with nothing on except black stockings and suspenders. Kissing and feeling each other as we watch you fuck. Ohh...Chrissie, I'm coming..." That sent me over the top. Linda and I both cried out as powerful orgasms flooded through the two of us simultaneously and I spurted several loads of hot come right up inside her beautiful, soaking wet cunt. "I love you Chrissie," Linda said as we lay together, arms around each other, our skirts up around our waists, kissing tenderly. My softening cock was still inside her. "Stay in me," she said, "I love your sweet little cock up inside me." I hugged her gently. "I loved what you said about me and another boy making love, with you and Lissy watching," I said, "that made me come so hard." "I know, I felt you inside me," she said, "it felt so warm and lovely." "It was such a beautiful, sexy fantasy," I said. "I want to make it come true," she said, "I want to find you a nice, sweet boy." "I'd love to meet Lissy," I said. "You will. she's coming to visit me next week," said Linda with a cheeky smile. If you like this story, email me at [email protected]

I travel a lot for work and for personal reasons and visit a lot of different cities. On one roadtrip, I was staying in a smaller motel in a rundown part of town. What caught my eye was the restaurant next to it, but what made it even better was the ABS behind it. I checked into my room, napped for an hour or so and went down for a bite to eat before heading back to my room. I figured I would check the ABS out a bit later… probably cheaper than renting a porno on the in-room entertainment system and definitely better choices. About 11p I walked over to the bookstore. The front was pretty small, but towards the back I could see a doorway that went to the theatre. Stopping at the checkout, I swapped $20 for some tokens and went back to the booths. The booths were down a hallway with 5 or so booths on each side and it looked like another 5 or so along the back wall. The booths had full doors that appeared to lock. A few were open but many were occupied. A screen at the front showed the videos that were playing, a standard ***********ion of straight and gay videos depending on which channel you watched. Ducking into the first open booth, I closed the door but didn't bother with the lock. The booth was good sized and had a padded bench to sit on and a trashcan in the corner under the screen. The screens were decent sized and had channel and volume controls above them. Looking down, I noticed the room had a hole in the wall on both sides. This could be fun. I fed a few tokens in and browsed the videos. After a bit I heard the room next to me shut off and the door open. The other room had a video going but the sound was down low so I didn't really hear anything. Dropping a few more tokens in, I ***********ed a shemale pool party video. A lot of cock action in that. A couple of minutes later the light in the other booth came on and the sounds of grunting and moaning from the video came through the hole… it must have been a good video. A couple of minutes later, I look over and see a pair of balls up against the hole. They were dangling through the hole. Nice! Checking the floor to see if it was clean, I got down on my knees and leaned over and licked them and slowly pulled his nutsack into my mouth. He smelled clean and tasted nice. Quickly he pulled back and slid his cock through the hole. It was about 7 inches, cut, and had a slight bend to the left with a big amount of red pubic hair at the base. Checking my video to make sure I had time before having to drop more tokens, I pulled his cock into my mouth and slowly eased my way down it… pushing my nose up against the base and his scruffy pubic. Inhaling his musk, I started working on his cock. I had about 4 minutes on the video and I wanted to see if I could get him to cum before they ran out. I lifted his cock up and quickly ran my tongue down the bottom of his shaft and back up… slobbering on the head of his cock and licking it for a bit before taking him back into my mouth. Bobbing up and down I quickly found a good rhythm and could feel him push to get more of his cock in my mouth. Pausing for a quick breath, I spend a few seconds just rubbing his cockhead with my lipps, licking the pee hole and the knob before engulfing him again. Looking up, just over a minute but he seemed to be in for the long haul so I pulled back and stroked his dick while dropping a couple of more tokens in the slot. I slid my mouth back over his cock and continued with a slow ride up and down while occasionally tugging on his nuts. After a bit more I heard his audio cut out and I knew I had to act fast to finish him off… so I picked up the pace and was quickly rewarded with a quick burst of cum in my mouth. I kept my mouth over his cock as the cum leaked out the side of my mouth as he burst another squirt down my throat. I leaned back, cum clinging to his cock and so I quickly licked him clean. He pulled back and after a few seconds I saw him drop something through the hole… a book of motel matches. It was the motel next door. As I was picking them up, I heard his door open and he left before I could look up and/or out my door. Opening the matchbook, I saw 'midnight fun, Rm. 237'. Checking my watch, I saw it was 11:35 so I finished up the tokens in the booth and left. I went back to my room and took a quick shower before heading over. As I walked up to the door I noticed the curtains were dark. Knocking on the door, I heard some sounds inside and quickly the door opened. The room was lit from the light in the vanity and by the beds, but I saw they had blankets up over the curtains to block the light. They. There were three other guys in the room, none of whom had the hair to match the cock I sucked earlier. Nodding as the guy held the door open, I walked in and he quickly closed the door. As I stood there looking around, the door opened again and here was the guy with red hair I had sucked and with him another guy. While I had been with a guy a couple of times by now, I had never been with more than one guy at a time and there were six of us here. He quickly walked in and introduced himself as Bruce. Around the room there was Kevin, Larry, and Nathan. The guy who came in with Bruce was Leon. Leon walks into the guys standing around and just starts pulling off his clothes. I slide up to Bruce and tell him I was the guy who just sucked him off and he leans up against me and whispers "nice blowjob". I told him I have never been with more than one guy at a time and he just shrugged. Leaning over, he said the invite said "Midnight Fun… and this will be fun" smiling at me and pulling off his shirt. Leon was already naked, his long, black cock hanging between his legs and the other guys were quickly getting naked too. Shrugging, I kicked off my shoes and slid out of my pants and tossed them into the corner. Pulling my shirt off, I tossed it on top of them and stepped over to the bed. Looking around the guys as we stood there naked I realized I definitely had the smallest cock in the room, but from the looks that everyone was passing around, I didn't think it would matter. I felt a hand slide across my ass and Nathan pulled me up against him. He leaned over and said that I must be the cocksucker that Bruce had texted him about. I looked down at his semi hard cock, and I nodded as I dropped to my knees in front of him. I licked the tip of his cock and slid my tongue down the shaft with some drool to lubricate. His cock bobbed up against my face as I continued to lick and lube his shaft before sliding my hand under his tight nutsack and sliding my mouth onto his cock. He placed his hands on the back of my head and slowly rocked back and forth sliding in my mouth. I could feel his cock get harder and grow in my mouth. I slowly worked as much as I could into my mouth and held him there for a minute, my tongue flicking against his shaft. With a hand locked around the base of his dick, I continued to slide my mouth up and down his dick. After a few minutes, he pulled it out of my mouth and helped me up. He leaned over and whispered, "We got a long night ahead… no need to cum in the first 5 minutes"... and he turned to look at the other action in the room. Bruce and Kevin were both on their knees in front of Leon and his large cock, taking turns at licking the shaft and taking as much as they could in their mouth. Larry was standing behind Leon, his arms wrapped around Leon's chest tugging on his nipples and rubbing up and down… occasionally resting on the head of whoever leaned in for Leon's dick. Nathan was now on his knees in front of Leon as well… three eager mouths for his hard cock and Leon was sharing his cock with all of them. I came up behind Larry and wrapped my arms around him pulling myself tight, my hard cock sliding between his thighs and I started stroking his dick. He turned and pulled me down onto the bed and laid down beside me, turning so his cock was next to my face and his mouth instantly found my dick. I leaned in and slid his dick into my mouth and we laid there side by side sucking each other's cock. As Larry continued to lick my cock, I could feel his fingers slide into my crack and rub against my tight hole. I moaned a bit as he continued to massage the outer surface of my hole, licking a finger and slowly sliding it in. I let out a little moan around his dick as he slid his finger in and out a couple of times. All of a sudden, Larry pulled his cock out of my mouth and rolled off of me and I felt someone grab my legs and flip me on my back and looked up as Bruce was standing at the foot of the bed holding my feet. He pulled me down to the edge and propped a couple of pillows under me that Larry handed him. I saw him slide a condom on and grab the lube from the bed and squirt some in his hand. Larry straddled my head and went back to sliding his dick in and out of my mouth with a nice casual pace. I felt Bruce slide a finger into my hole and rub it around before pulling it out and quickly replacing it with his dick. No introduction, no casual probing, just to the balls and quick long drives from the start. Damn! My ass was screaming from the abrupt entry and it took me a few moments to catch my breath and enjoy the pounding. Larry leaned back over me and now that I seemed to be enjoying the hard cock in my ass and slid his dick back into my mouth. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Leon sitting in a chair with Nathan bouncing up and down his big black cock. As Bruce continued to work my ass, Larry got up off of the bed and pulled Kevin over and laid him down next to me. Larry got down on his knees behind Kevin and started licking his ass and from the look on Kevin's face, it felt really good. Bruce pulled his cock out of me and rolled me over on my stomach. He pulled me up to all fours and standing on the bed, repositioned his cock and slid into me again… driving in and out with gusto. I kept moaning the entire time and could barely catch my breath from the force of Bruce pounding into my ass. He slowed his pace a bit and then I felt him stiffen as he thrust deep in me and quickly pulled out. Pulling the condom off and dropping it on the floor he came around the side of the bed and blasted my face with his hot cum. Some of it hit my cheek and some on my nose and eye as I stuck my tongue out to lick his spurting cock. Another blast down my throat and on my chin. He tasted as good this time as he did when in the theater. As I started to sit up, Kevin pulled me over and quickly licked the dripping cum from my face and stuck his tongue in my mouth looking for more. From the look on Larry's face, he was going to get more really quick. As I laid there catching my breath I could hear Leon telling Nathan to ride his cock and Nathan responded by bouncing up and down on that big man's dick like a pogo stick, eventually falling to his knees when Leon pushed him up and standing over him squirting hot cum all over his ass and back.

“Ok, you have to stop teasing me. Tell me what the surprise is!” my wife Amanda demanded as we drove home. We had just finished a really nice dinner, and had dressed for the occasion. I was wearing khaki pants and a white collared shirt with a striped tie that Amanda had given me as a birthday present years ago. My beautiful wife was wearing a sexy black strapless dress that clung to her body and accentuated every feminine curve beautifully. It looked extremely flattering on her. Beneath it, Amanda was wearing a black lacy bra and matching panties that I had specifically purchased for this night. For her big surprise. Amanda and I had been married for 5 years, but we’ve known each other for almost twice as long. Not a day goes by when I don’t realize what a lucky bastard I am because, in my humble opinion, she is the epitome of perfection in every definition of the word. She stands at 5’6 and about 125 lbs, with long-straight silky black hair to her hips, dark brown mischievous eyes, supple lips, and wonderful 34C tits. She has a toned physique, particularly her sculpted ass and lower body, from running and training for competitive races…and not to mention her 6-pack abs that I could probably crack an egg on. If Amanda had the desire, I truly believe she could be a model. She typically laughs and blushes whenever I tell her that, her freckles darkening on her naturally tan skin. As I assume with most marriages, our sex life began to evolve over time, and I’m happy to say for the better. Our turning point occurred about 2 years ago. One day, Amanda walked in on me watching porn on my tablet. I remember considering making up some kind of excuse about how it was unintentional, but there was no point. I was caught red-handed, but more importantly, I didn’t want to lie to my wife. Amanda didn’t look angry or disgusted, but she did have a crooked smile on her face. After some initial trepidation, I stopped hiding the fact that I occasionally surfed the web for porn. Amanda would occasionally ask me what I was looking at, and I would always be vague, since I naturally took to the stuff that I knew she wasn’t into, mainly messy oral, anal, girl-on-girl, and group sex, among other things. You can imagine my surprise when one day she told me that she wanted to watch some porn with me! The very thought of watching dirty videos with my hot wife immediately made my cock stir, but I knew that I couldn’t show her anything too hardcore. I started her off with somewhat vanilla boy-girl scenes. I had a hard time not laughing when Amanda would watch these videos with a clinical eye. She’d often make comments like “Her boobs are SO fake” or “They have absolutely no chemistry together”. But it almost always led to great sex afterwards, so I couldn’t complain! After Amanda got comfortable with the softcore stuff, I slowly began introducing her to more hardcore things. She still didn’t like movies involving rough sex, or facials and messy cumshots, but she took a particular interest in threesomes, especially MMF scenes. We had even watched a few girl on girl movies at that point, and the fact that she always watched them so intently made me wonder. And fantasize. Still, once I discovered that Amanda had an affinity for MMF, that’s what I focused on when we started to watch porn together on a more regular basis. I would always try to preview the movies or videos first before we watched them to make sure there wasn’t anything she’d find too distasteful. Sometime later, we were laying naked our bed watching a dirty movie together on our TV. The scene involved a girl getting spitroasted by two men, which really got Amanda’s attention as she lay her head on my chest and watched. The two men continued fucking the girl in every position imaginable, and as the scene progressed she moved off to the side. Then, much to my surprise, the two men in the movie turned to each other, and began kissing and making out. In no time, they began to stroke each other while the girl sat across from them and watched, fingering her pussy. The scene quickly progressed beyond mutual masturbation. I got up to stop the movie as one guy turned and bent his partner over a table, getting ready to fuck him up the ass. I was oddly fascinated and stared at the screen for a moment, before snapping out of my reverie. This somehow got through my screening process, and I didn’t think Amanda wanted to see something like this. But she wordlessly put a restraining hand on my chest. I was hesitant at first because I knew she didn’t like anal… not to mention we had never watched gay sex before. But Amanda just continued to lay soundlessly on my chest, so I acquiesced. We watched as the first guy slowly slid his wet cock into his partner’s ass as the girl observed. The camera zoomed in on the fat cock disappearing into a gaping ass, and before long, something unexpected was happening: I was getting hard. I squirmed uncomfortably, genuinely surprised. To be honest, I never had sexual thoughts about another man before ---at least, not consciously --- and I was a little shocked and horrified. Plus, I didn’t know what my wife would think about her husband getting aroused by 2 men having sex together. Amanda was still laying on my chest, facing away from me as she watched the TV, so I couldn’t see her expression. But my cock was in her direct line of sight, and there was no doubt she was noticing my hard-on. I remained still, unsure what to do. Amanda didn’t say anything or even move. She simply reached out and started stroking me. My eyes darted from her hand sliding up and down my now-vertical erection to the assfucking on the television screen. As the first guy fucked his partner in the ass harder and harder, Amanda began stroking me more quickly as well. Her head felt heavy on my chest as I started breathing hard while she masturbated me. After several wonderful strokes, her hand began sliding further down. She cupped my balls and started rubbing my sensitive prostate with her fingertip. Between watching the man give it to his lover in the ass, and Amanda’s hand lingering between my legs, my cock was probably as hard as it had ever been. Then, to my utmost surprise, Amanda brought her index finger to her lips, licked it, and gently pressed her fingertip to the entrance of my anus. Her movement was slow and gentle, but I was still so caught off guard that I actually started. Amanda withdrew her finger, but brought it back almost immediately, this time gently swirling it slowly around the edges of my rear hole. It was something she had never done to be before, and the sensation was absolutely fantastic. I didn’t say anything and just lay still, content to simply let my wife rim me with her finger. Amanda didn’t say anything, either. She barely even moved. Her head was still on my chest and facing away from me, ostensibly watching the TV. Her fingertip continue to tease me in a circular motion. There was a timidity to her movements, and I knew she was trying to figure out how far she could push the envelope. In response, I parted my legs further and lifted my bottom slightly off the bed. Amanda took the hint and eased her index finger into my asshole. My sphincter muscle reflexively clenched, and I actually had to focus to relax. Her digit was barely inside of me, just up to the first joint, but it felt sensational. Amanda pushed further in until her index finger was halfway into my ass. She stopped and just let me savor the sensation. I could help but think to myself, if my wife’s finger feels so good in my ass, how would a fat cock feel like? By then, one of the guys in the video was seriously getting his ass fucked now, and Amanda began sliding her finger in and out of my ass faster as if to match their speed. My inner walls began to burn, and my cock was about to explode. No longer satisfied with getting my ass fingerfucked by my wife, I rolled my body out from under her, moved on top of her and parted her legs, and proceeded to fuck my wife until I came hard in her pussy. To this day, Amanda has never spoken to me about that night. Probably not to embarrass me, which makes me love her that much more. But without a doubt that night was another step in the evolution of our marriage, as if a proverbial shackle had been removed. She even developed a proclivity for talking dirty during sex, and one thing that always seems to excite Amanda is when I tell her how badly I want to watch a gang of men fuck her all at once. That’s what planted the seed in my head. That’s when I began developing a plan which took over a year to come to fruition. ****************************************************************************** “Seriously, tell me what the surprise is!” The insistence in Amanda’s voice returned me to the present. I had been lost in my own thoughts as I drove, wondering if all the preparations were ready, trying out to figure out if I had forgotten anything, and, most importantly, hoping that my wife was going to enjoy what I had in store for her. I started getting more nervous as we got closer to home. The sheer insanity of my plan could essentially end our marriage if my wife didn’t share my open mind. My heart started to pound in my chest and I began to sweat. “We’ll be home soon, and you’ll see what it is.” I paused. “I just really hope you like it.” It was such a lame statement to make, but I couldn’t think of anything else to say. Amanda gently took my right hand off the steering wheel, kissed it, and pressed it to her freckled cheek. It was our personal way of showing affection to each other. I was getting so anxious that it took considerable effort to prevent my hand from shaking as she held it. “You know I don’t care about gifts, or anything like that. We can just spend a night out like this, and it’s enough for me. It’s always been enough.” The love and sincerity in her voice made me my entire being bleed in worship of my wife, and I just wanted to make her happy. We drove the rest of the way home in silence. After what seemed like hours (although in actuality it wasn’t even 20 minutes later), we were finally pulling up our driveway and into our garage. I closed the garage door, and it landed with an ominous bang. We remained seated for a moment, and I looked at my wife. In the dimness, I could still see Amanda’s eyes sparkling like stars. I could see the little black dress stretched tightly over her sexy body, which made me want to reach over and touch her. “Have I told you how beautiful you are?” I told her adoringly. “Only about 50 times tonight,” she responded in mock consternation. “Now stop stalling and let’s go inside!” We exited the car. I took Amanda by the hand and led her to a door which connected our garage to the kitchen. I paused as my hand rested on the doorknob. Taking a long deep breath, I twisted it and opened the door. Amanda immediately knew something was out of the ordinary as we stepped into the kitchen. “Why is the living room light on?” There was a hint of alarm in her voice since we never left any lights on when we went out. “Maybe you should go in and take a look.” Amanda turned and looked at me with a perplexed expression. She hesitated for a moment, then shrugged and stepped into the living room. I held my breath as I followed closely behind her, ready to calm her down and explain. Our living room was fairly spacious, with a long leather sofa, a matching loveseat, and a sturdy coffee table among the furniture. A single table lamp was turned on and illuminated a small area. Obscured in the shadows and standing at attention in the center of our living room were 5 naked men patiently stroking their cocks. My wife’s reaction was, more or less, what I had expected. “OH MY GOD! WHAT THE… WHO ARE…. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON! GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” Amanda covered her eyes and spun, attempting to flee the room and call the police. I hastily blocked her path. “Stop! Calm down, calm down, it’s ok. Please, calm down. I know you’re scared and confused, but it’s ok. Everything’s going to be alright.” I tried to remain composed as I waited for my wife to find her voice. “What are…..how can you be so….” Amanda stopped when she finally noticed I wasn’t fazed by the situation. Her look of sheer terror slowly changed into incredulous shock as her jaw dropped. “You KNEW they were here?!?!” I pulled Amanda close to me. Her entire body was shaking and her heart was beating wildly. So was mine. I held her until I sensed she had regained her composure somewhat. Then I leaned down, kissed her on her forehead, and touched her hand to my cheek. “This is your present,” I told her simply. Amanda gaped at me. She was having trouble speaking again. “What are you talking about? Is this a joke? Are you absolutely insane? What possible reason could you---“ I raised my hands to cut her off. I knew many things, including the fate of our marriage, hinged upon what I said next. “I know this is crazy, I know. But, please, just listen to me.” I swallowed hard and squeezed her hands. “I love you. I adore the ground that you walk on from the moment you wake up in the morning until the moment you go to sleep at night. There isn’t a second that passes when I don’t realize how lucky I am to have you in my life. I’ve dedicated my life to keeping you safe and trying to make you happy. And there’s nothing I won’t do to try to achieve that.” I paused again, trying to frame my thoughts. “Sometimes I feel that as your husband….as a single man…I can’t give you everything that you want, everything that you need… everything you deserve.” My expression became sheepish, “I only have one penis to give you. I know you’ve always fantasized about playing with more than one so I..., uh, you know… set up a gangbang for you.” It took a moment for the words to register as my wife continued to look at me with a dumbfounded expression. Then her eyes narrowed and her nostrils flared, her expression becoming hard. I knew I was treading on dangerous ground. But Amanda saw the genuine look of love and adoration on my face, and she quickly began to soften. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she closed her eyes, sighed, and shook her head in resignation. “Oh, babe… you silly, silly thing! What have you done? I know we enjoy sharing our fantasies… talking dirty in bed and all that stuff… but it’s just that: fantasy! How could you think I would do ever really do those things? That I’d be capable of touching another man? I don’t want to be with anyone else. I just want to be with you.” I couldn’t love Amanda any more than I did at that precise moment. I touched her hand to my cheek again. “I know. I guess what I’m trying to tell you is that it doesn’t have to all just be fantasy. It can be real.” I kissed her hand. “I see how intent you get when we watch those threesome and group sex movies. They always make you so hot. Deep down inside, I know you want it. I love you, and I want to give you everything and anything imaginable.” I paused again. “And quite frankly, there’s aren’t that many things that would make me harder than watching you have sex several men.” There was no point in holding back know now. Amanda buried her head in my chest. I took a quick glance behind her, and saw everyone still stroking themselves to keep their erections hard. No doubt they were staring at my wife’s ass as she stood with her back to them. Their burgeoning cocks were a sight to behold, but by the way the men were shifting, I could they were getting restless. As fate would have it, Amanda lifted her face at that moment. There was a loving smile on her lips and actual tears in her eyes. “I cannot believe I’m even considering this,” she quavered. She paused, and I could feel her trembling once more. “Are you sure?” My heart swooned, and suddenly I no longer had any doubts. “I want your night to be incredible, you can stop at any time if you don’t feel comfortable.” My adrenaline was so high that I spoke faster than usual. “You don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to do. I’ll be right here with you. Besides, these men will take extremely good care of you.” There was added meaning to my words that my wife could not yet understand. “I’m curious. Excited.” Amanda confessed reluctantly. Her voice was barely above a whisper. “But the experience will be so much better knowing that you’re getting off by watching me.” Both and heart and my cock felt like they were going to explode. “And I’m going to be recording you the entire time, too,” I told my still shell-shocked wife. “For posterity’s sake,” I added glibly. Amanda was still rooted in place. “God, I can’t even look at them,” she chuckled in embarrassment. I loved how her freckles stood out even more when she blushed. “How do we even begin?” I was grinning openly now. Gently, I instructed my wife, “Turn around.” Amanda did as she was told and shyly turned to face the men whom she’d be fucking tonight. We were both transfixed on their cocks, and it took Amanda a moment before she looked up at their faces. Her reaction, again, was what I and expected. “Oh my god…” ****************************************************************************** I had handpicked the 5 men standing in the room who were clearly growing impatient to have sex my wife. Dimitri had been my best friend since grade school. He and Amanda had immediately taken well to each other when they first met. My wife is as social as Dimitri private and introverted, so at first glance, it didn’t seem like they would mesh. But Amanda, as always, had a heart of gold, and she could get along with anyone, regardless of race, creed, sexual orientation, political beliefs….anything. Other the years, the two had grown quite close. Almost as close as me and Dimitri. She always referred to him as her “Big Teddy Bear”. I did, however, feel like Amanda viewed Dimitri as something akin to a wounded puppy, even if she wasn’t conscious of it. For as long as I’ve known him, he had never been in a long-term relationship. Amanda, of course, tried to remedy that several times by setting Dimitri up on blind dates with some of her acquaintances. None of those dates really ever turned into subsequent dates, but she was somehow always able to keep Dimitri upbeat regarding his relationship status. Dimitri was always telling me how lucky I am to have Amanda in my life and, trust me, I didn’t need him to tell me that. There were often times when he’d confess that he wish he had a girl like her in his life. There was always a catch in Dimitri’s voice when he said that, and his longing for my wife was pretty obvious to me. I knew he would give Amanda what she deserved just as I knew she would be so gentle and affectionate with him. Having the opportunity to make my wife and best friend happy both at the same time was a no-brainer. Glenn has been Amanda’s boss for over 4 years. At 56 years old, he has 2 daughters approximately the same age as my wife…one actually older. His blonde hair and stubble has just a slight trace of salt and pepper. Glenn and his wife are outdoor enthusiasts, and it’s evident on his thin and wiry body. I still remember the day Amanda interviewed for her current job. One of the very first things she said to me was that her interviewer---and potential boss---was extremely handsome and sexy. I laughed it off back then, but over the years I began to suspect feelings between the two of them. Some of the signs are fairly overt: when Amanda packs me a lunch for work, she often packs Glenn one, too, claiming he would always complain that his wife was too busy to prepare him anything, and that he was as helpless as me when it came to preparing food; her dressing up much more nicely for work than she needs to; getting home late because of long meetings with her him. And then there’s Amanda’s deion of their interactions at work: the almost daily visits to her office for no apparent reason, the back rubs he gives her, frequently asking her out to lunch (that is, if she didn’t already pack him food!). I have no doubts Glenn is attracted to my wife. We’ve hung out with him and his wife on many occasions, and I’ve caught him staring at Amanda countless times. Amanda often tells me she thinks Glenn is handsome to purposely get me jealous, and I throw it back at her by encouraging her to sleep with him for a promotion. All of that has been an ongoing joke between us, but I have no doubts that the feelings are there. It’s pretty obvious. And I know I should be jealous and probably talk to her about the whole situation, but I have to admit that it’s a turn on to pretend that my wife and her older boss are fucking each other at work. Glenn has a huge desk in his office, and I’ve fantasized about Amanda on her knees beneath that table sucking his cock while he’s doing work. I don’t blame Amanda for being attractive to Glenn. Even I have to admit that he’s good-looking, although I’ve never admitted that to her. As an avid runner, Amanda runs 3 to 5 times a week. When she first started getting into it about 2 years ago, she would just train by herself, using the treadmill in our home or at the gym, or running on one of the many trails in our neighborhood. However, as Amanda became interested in competitive racing, she quickly developed a group with whom she began to train regularly with. Bryan is part of that group. Although she once complained to me that he often openly ogles most of the female runners, I always suspected that she secretly invites his attention. Because I noticed Amanda’s running attire became a lot skimpier after Bryan became one of their regular members, usually nothing more than a snug sports bra and tight spandex. I always imagine Bryan trailing behind her during their runs, staring at her ass the whole time, running with an erection. He has the typical build of a runner like Amanda, lean and fit, muscular but not huge like a bodybuilder, a keeps his head fully shaved. During one of the few instances when I ran with Amanda and her group, and Bryan was there, he ran with his shirt off, and it was very hard not to notice the heavy sweat glistening off his chiseled, sculpted body. Amanda and I have known Philip for about a year, and only casually at that. He’s a waiter and one of our favorite Italian restaurants. Amanda always asks for one of his tables when we go there, and I can see why. Of Asian descent, he’s tall and muscular, and wears his hair in a long ponytail that adds a flair of exoticness to his appearance. Not to mention that it makes him look even more youthful. We’ve made enough small talk with Philip to learn that he has a wife and 4 children, the youngest who is 5 and the oldest who’s almost finishing high school! He’s always been too embarrassed to tell us his age, but there isn’t a speck of gray in his ponytail. Philip always kisses Amanda hand when he sees us, and will flirt with her outrageously, all while joking with us good-naturedly. I’ve lost track of how many times he’s commented on Amanda’s beauty, much to my wife’s delight. Of everyone in the group, Jansen is the biggest wildcard. And, if my suspicion is correct, has the biggest cock out of everyone gathered. He and I met at the local gym about 3 months ago. At 6’5, shoulder-length wavy blonde hair, rippling pecs and abs, arms and legs the size of tree trunks, and penetrating blue eyes, he’s built like a god. Whenever I see him at the gym, he always seems to be talking to, or surrounded by, beautiful women vying for his attention. For weeks, I struggled on how to approach him with my proposition…struggled on whether or I should even approach him or not. But one day as I was went into the locker room to wash up and pack my things to go home, I saw him in the shower. Rather, I saw him soaping his toned, naked body, and his thick cock that reminded me of an elephant trunk. I had to catch myself from staring. But of the many other thoughts that raced through my mind at that exact moment, one was extremely clear: I wanted to see that monster cock inside of Amanda. Armed with my cell phone containing pics of Amanda in various states of undress and sexual positions, I approached Jansen about gangbanging my wife. ****************************************************************************** “Uh, hi, Amanda,” Dimitri greeted my wife awkwardly. He was trying to cover his burgeoning erection with one hand while waving at Amanda with the other. Her astonished expression slowly turned into a smile as she shook her head wryly. My wife wasn’t naïve, she knew that my best friend had lusted after her for all these years. Her grin grew even wider at the realization that he was finally going to have her. Amanda’s eyes moved to a man standing close by, hands on his hips as if he was trying really hard to show off his erection. Quite frankly, his cock was impressive. The skin was smooth and shiny, and I could discern the bulging purplish veins even from where I was standing. Even more noticeable was how the tip of his cock had a slight curve to it, about 45 degrees. I could only imagine how much more physical stimulation that little bend would give my wife as it slid into her pussy. Then I began to ponder how it would feel like having that exotic looking penis plunging into my ass…. “Bryan. Wow, you’re here. And naked,” Amanda said drolly. “Sure am! You have your husband to thank for that. Don’t worry, gorgeous. We’re going to have fun and treat you real good tonight.” His leer spoke louder than his words. Amanda looked at the tall man standing towards the back of the room, idly rubbing his scrotum and stroking his massive cock as he leaned against the wall. “I don’t think I know you,” she told him. “Oh, you two have never met. I know Jansen from the gym. I invited him here tonight because I figured you’d enjoy fucking him,” I said nonchalantly. That drew a chuckle from everyone including Amanda, which energized me even more. I was the only one who noticed how her eyes gleamed and widened imperceptibly in astonishment as she beheld the monstrosity that was Jansen’s sex organ, and how her eyes lingered there for the briefest of moments. I had to stop myself from staring, as well. Amanda looked the man with the black ponytail next. There was a flicker of recognition on her face, and I realized she was attempting to recall his name. “You remember Philip, don’t you? I know, hard recognize him out of context.” My wife was embarrassed. “Philip! I’m so sorry! I’m just a little overwhelmed right now, and, um, not used to seeing you without your clothes on.” Philip didn’t say anything. He merely nodded gravely at her and looked all business. Finally, Amanda acknowledged the last man in the group. I knew deep down inside she was avoiding him, which made blood rush between my legs even more. Like Dimitri, Glenn had an awkward, embarrassed expression and, like my childhood friend, was failing miserably in trying to cover his hard-on with one hand. Amanda and Glenn stared at each other from across the room. Both were smiling and blushing awkwardly, and I knew something personal and unspoken was passing between them. Amanda indicated the 5 men with a sweep of her arm. “This is crazy on so many levels. But THIS” --- she pointed at Glenn --- “is really REALLY...did you stop to think how much trouble we can get into?” “Of course I did, hon. I’ve been planning this for months, remember? I know you two want each other” ---I smirked as Amanda exchanged a guilty look with Glenn--- “and what can be sweeter than forbidden fruit?” There were low comments and whistles of surprise. For some reason, it got me off to see the worried look on Amanda’s and Glenn’s faces. I gently ushered my wife to the middle of our living room. The men slowly gathered around her, and I could see the hungry looks in their eyes, like a pack of wild animals barely held in check, chomping at the bit to devour their prey. “I had everyone take blood tests and get checked for STD’s, so you don’t have to worry about any of that,” I assured my wife. She replied dryly, “Wow, thanks. You thought of everything, didn’t you? Is this why you convinced me to get on the pill?” Her tone was dripping with sarcasm. “Damn, what if one of us knocked you up, but you didn’t know who was daddy? Kinda hot, if you ask me.” Bryan cracked. “Ha!” I hugged my wife one final time. “I planned this because I want to give you something special and make you happy,” I whispered in her ear. “I love you.” Amanda said it so lowly that no one else could hear it. She raised up to her tiptoes and kissed me, and it was filled with such love that it made all the other men jealous. I pulled away reluctantly. “Mmmm….hold that thought.” I quickly turned on all the lights in the living room, bathing the room in brightness. “Dude, don’t you think it’d set the mood better if you kept the lights dimmed?” Dimitri asked. He looked more nervous than anyone, even Glenn. “Not when I’m going to be watching and recording every little detail.” I withdrew my cell phone and started recording. “This is what you’re all going to do. When I give you the signal, you’re all going to help my wife out of her clothes. Then she’s going to get on her knees, and you’re all going to line up for blowjobs. Dimitri first then Glenn, Bryan and Philip, then Jansen last. Babe, try to take it easy on them and don’t make anyone cum too quickly. I want this night to last for a while and don’t need everyone shooting their loads prematurely.” Amanda beamed me her crooked smile which always made my cock stir. “I’ll try my hardest not to,” she promised sardonically. I paused for dramatic effect. The men were clearly anxious to get their hands on my wife, and Amanda, too, looked like she was ready to give a good account of herself. “You may begin.” Everyone descended on my wife and had their hands on her instantly. Some were trying to be gentle as they attempted to help her out of her tight black dress. Others tore at the fabric, literally ripping her clothes off. Everyone was getting in each other’s way, and it was a disorganized mess. It made me rock-hard. Dimitri dropped to his knees, reached up Amanda’s short skirt, and drew her panties down her smooth legs. She managed to deftly step out of them even with eager hands still all over her body. Dimitri stared my wife’s underwear before sniffing it, then looked over at me. “Black silky thongs, just like you said she’d be wearing. And they smell so good.” Somehow, in the midst of getting her clothing torn off by several very horny men, Amanda managed to shake her head at me with a smile. It didn’t take long for my wife to be stripped completely naked. Everyone instinctively stepped back to soak in her nudity. Dimitri, Philip, and Jansen simply stared at my wife in open appreciation. Bryan and Glenn circled her like sharks, studying every inch and curve of her body. “Absolutely stunning, just as I’ve always imagined,” Glenn said admiringly. “I have no idea why your husband wants to share you with us, but we are definitely not complaining, baby doll.” Amanda actually had a radiant smile on her face. Her nipples and clit were visibly hard. She was relishing the attention as I hoped she would; as I expected would. “You are a thing of beauty, Amanda,” Philip complimented her. “Thank you,” she responded warmly. Bryan was still circling her, examining her. “Those perfect tits and that shaved pussy are driving me crazy.” I amusingly thought there’d be a riot if I didn’t let the men touch my wife soon. “Ok, gentlemen. Time to get into the blowjob line. And, please, no pushing. There will be plenty of cocksucking for everyone. Hon, if you’d be so kind as to get on your knees?” Amanda did so without a word. The men quickly lined up in front of her, a few feet away, stroking themselves once again, getting their cocks ready for my wife’s mouth. “Dimitri, you may approach.” My childhood friend moved robotically, uncertainty suddenly etched on his face and he advanced towards Amanda, erection in hand. She smiled at him to put him at ease, and it was a look that was warmer than the sun. He stopped a few inches in front of her. I stared intently at my cell phone screen as I continued to record. “You know, Amanda. As much as I want this….as much as I’ve have fantasized about… you don’t have to do this. I definitely don’t want---“ Amanda cut him off by wrapping a gentle hand around his sex organ. Our friend’s back immediately extended, and his entire body seem to stiffen in shock. “Shhh….it’s ok, my big teddy bear,” she told him soothingly. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to do this. For myself. For my husband.” She paused. “For you.” She looked at me briefly as she spoke, her eyes penetrating me even through the camera lens. But I knew what she was doing: teasing me and making me happy, and at the same time putting Dimitri at ease. I loved her so much. Amanda looked up at our friend, still smiling sweetly, as she kissed his cockhead. His moan was immediate. She twisted her head down to lick the underside of his cock, from the base to the very tip, slow in her maneuver. Then my wife pushed her head forward and swallowed him halfway. “Christ, that feels so good,” Dimitri breathed rapturously. He began slowly pumping his pelvis, but Amanda latched her hands onto his hips to keep him still. She wanted to do all the work and control him. As my wife proceeded to suck his cock, Dimitri reached down and tenderly tucked her silky hair behind an ear. It was a display of affection, and it also gave me a great profile of my friend’s cock disappearing into my wife’s mouth. Amanda continued to expertly bob her head up and down Dimitri’s pole, keeping a slow rhythmic pace to prevent a premature ejaculation. It only served to drive our friend crazy, and everyone else as we watched in lust-filled silence. My wife had us all hard. “I think about you and your husband so much,” Dimitri confessed in short, ragged breaths. He was defenseless before her oral onslaught, unable to contain his thoughts, and his words made me curious. But he was starting to squirm uncontrollably, and I knew he was about to blow his load. I chuckled to myself. Amanda wasn’t even a minute into her first blowjob; I knew she was that good from firsthand experience. My best friend undoubtedly wanted to cum in my wife’s throat. I’m sure he had been dreaming about this moment for years. Almost reluctantly, and definitely cruelly, I called out “Next!” Amanda pulled back and slipped Dimitri out. There was a loud intake of air as she swallowed whatever was in her mouth and giggled. Dimitri leaned down and kissed her affectionately before stepping to the side. Glenn approached cautiously as Dimitri vacated his spot. “Hi, Glenn,” Amanda greeted her boss from her knees as if it was just another day at the office. “Hello, Mandy” Glenn responded slowly, calling my wife by the pet name that I thought, up until that precise moment, was exclusive only to me. For some reason, hearing him call her that made me more jealous than the fact that she was about to suck his cock and be gangbanged. But for now, Amanda’s boss couldn’t believe the situation he currently found himself in. He kneeled down to be eyelevel with Amanda, and gave her a loving hug which she happily returned. I noticed how tightly their chests pressed against each other. There was a mischievous glint in Amanda’s eyes as she pulled back. “So I have to ask you, Glenn. Have you ever thought about…us? Together like this?” His response was instant. “Oh my, yes, darling. All the time. I have been fantasizing about you since the moment we met. I still remember how you looked the day you strolled into my office for the very first time…what you were wearing, how you had your hair done... I even remember the scent of your perfume.” My wife grinned slyly. She was thoroughly enjoying herself. “Don’t you think I deserve a raise if I’m going to suck and fuck you tonight?” she wondered aloud in feigned plaintiveness. Amanda gave me a furtive wink at our inside joke. Everyone’s jaw dropped. “Damn,” Dimitri said, shaking his head in disbelief. Bryan nodded his head in appreciation and looked at me. “That is one smart woman you’re married to!” Poor Glenn. He looked panicked, clearly unsure if he should proceed, or leave and pretend like this night never happened. But Amanda threw her head back and laughed. His fate was sealed when she enclosed her hand around his cock. She was already pulling his erection to her face as she ushered him to his feet. “You know, Glenn,” she purred in a sultry tone, “I think of you a lot, too. You sitting in your office, in that big black leather chair, while I’m my knees…just like this.” With her hand still wrapped around his pole, she began swirling the pad of her thumb over his cockhead, playing it like some kind of obscene joystick. His expression showed the effect it was having on him. “I think it’d be fun if I crawled under your desk and took you in my mouth while you’re working. That desk is so big, your secretary could even walk in and not even notice me down there.” I was certain that was a real fantasy for my wife. I had to admit, it was a good one. I looked at Glenn. Panic had turned into desperation. “Please, Mandy. Stop teasing me. Take me into your mouth.” Amanda snickered and opened her lips wide, letting her boss thrust his cock into her mouth. She took him in only about a quarter of the way, electing to stimulate his hard pole in a twisting motion while she sucked on its head. Glenn howled. “God, that feels wonderful! It’s been so long since I… please don’t stop.” He weaved his fingers through my wife’s soft hair. “You’re so beautiful. So perfect. You have no idea how badly I’ve want you, baby girl.” Amanda seemed to work his cock harder and faster at his words. I zoomed the camera in close as spit and precum began oozing down her chin. Her audience was captivated, some even offering words of encouragement as Amanda worked her magic, grunting in exertion. Like Dimitri, Glenn had been lusting for my wife for years. And like Dimitri, Glenn wouldn’t be able to contain himself for very long. “Next batter!” I called out before my wife’s boss could ejaculate into her mouth. Glenn groaned in frustration as he reluctantly withdrew from my Amanda’s mouth. She wiped her chin and beamed him a devastating smile. A thick strand of ooze dripped out of his penis as he grudgingly moved away. Bryan was smirking, tapping his cock against an open palm. I again noticed how his erection was curved at the end. I could only imagine the added stimulation Amanda would feel when that little hook slid into her pussy. Would it hurt? Bryan didn’t say a word as he quickly closed the distance to my wife. When he was directly in front of her, he slipped his hand behind Amanda’s head and bunched her hair in a ponytail before jamming his pole down her throat. “That’s right, baby. I got something for you, and you’re going to enjoy it.” His other hand clamped onto her throat, keeping her head in place as he brutally began to throatfuck her. Even though his harsh treatment of my wife was a major turn on, it, nevertheless, still made me a little uncomfortable. Bryan was wildly thrusting in and out of her mouth, his head tossed back as yelled “Oh yeah!” over and over again. There was a wet gurgling sound emanating from the back of my wife’s throat as she calmly and expertly accepted the abuse. Spunk was spewing down her chin again, this time much more copiously, rolling down her neck and dripping onto her pretty tits. My wife’s eyes were now bloodshot, and she was snorting for air. I watched it all through the screen of my camera phone for only a moment before I approached, intent on stopping them. But Amanda extended her arm and stopped me even as Bryan continued to facefuck her. She let Bryan use her throat for a bit longer then twisted out of his grasp. Instead of swallowing like she had done before, she spit whatever was in her mouth disdainfully onto the floor. She looked up at him with a hard expression. “So is this how you like your women? On their knees? Treated so roughly?” Bryan guffawed and threw up his hands in mock guilt. “Hey, you said it, not me!” Amanda straightened her back, rising up tall, and clasped her hands behind her back in pretend submission. “Then come back here.” “Oh, fuck,” I said, so turned on, surprised, and proud of my wife all at the same time. “Oh, fuck,” someone else---I wasn’t sure who---echoed. “Sweetheart, you are a gift from above.” Bryan pulled Amanda onto his cock again by her head, driving himself back into her mouth. He gradually slide his hand down from her throat to her chest, fondling and squeezing her left breast. As he bucked into her mouth, Bryan alternated between slapping at my wife’s breast and tweaking her nipple. As more saliva and precum began pouring onto her chest, he smeared it all over her tan skin. Then Bryan thrust deep into Amanda’s mouth again, but this time held his position. He leaned over her kneeling form, reaching down to squeeze her ass and gave it a loud slap before standing tall again. “Fuck,” Bryan growled a moment later. “I’m gonna cum for you!” Upon hearing that, Amanda shrugged out of his hold. She pushed him around so that his cock was pointed away from her as he jerked himself all over our living room floor. My wife, at least, was kind enough to let him finish before calling out, “Next!” Bryan sneered at her as he walked away, still stroking his shaft. “I’m going to take your ass tonight, baby. You better believe that.” Amanda waved her hand in dismissal. Philip quietly padded over to my wife. Whereas the other men all had open looks of eagerness and lust, he still wore a solemn expression. Philip gave his manhood a few hard strokes, and Amanda opened her jaws wide to take him in. “Wait,” I told her. “Suck his balls first.” Philip looked at me and nodded gratefully. He had approached me several days ago asking for my wife to perform this particular sex act on him. The thought had aroused me, so I promised him that I’d try work it in. Fortunately, Amanda was more than accommodating. Amanda acquiesced and immediately began sucking his left nut. Philip closed his eyes, threw his head back, and sighed in satisfaction. His ponytail dangled over his back, and I marveled at how smooth and silky it looked, just like Amanda’s; his hair probably almost smelled as good, too. She rolled her head around to Philip’s opposite side, and was slurping on the right side of his sac while stroking him at a fluid pace. Her sound effects and fervor left no doubts she was enjoying herself. Finally, Amanda repositioned himself in front of her current the partner, somehow opening her jaws even wilder and ingesting Philip’s entire sac. I laughed as the spectators ooh’ed and ahh’ed at my wife’s technique. Philip kept his hands proudly on his hips as Amanda continued to work him over orally. She let go of his shaft and held onto his thighs for support, looking up at him from beneath his cock as it lay on her face while she sucked his balls again. Amanda nuzzled her face into Philip’s crotch while his sac was still in her mouth. The normally stoic Philip moaned in ecstasy. He began masturbating furiously as my wife continued to swallow him, panting and grunting. I was compelled to stop him before he blew his load all over my wife’s face. “Jansen! Last man up!” Before Philip could withdraw, my wife slapped his cock against her cheek several times. Philip bent down to kiss her on the forehead before giving way. I was happy to have Jansen’s cock in the picture with Amanda’s face to capture her expression as he walked out of the shadows. He seemed to be wielding his member like a club, and it was easily the largest erection I had ever seen. Looking at it made me feel hungry and inadequate both at the same time. But I loved how Amanda’s eyes widened anxiously as Jansen approached. Judging by the openly lust-filled, greedy expression on her face, she was going to indulge herself. My wife must’ve read my mind because she smiled and gave me an almost imperceptible nod in thanks. Then she stared between Jansen’s legs and licked her lips. “Look at her, man!” Bryan exclaimed to Jansen. “She can’t wait to get you into her mouth!” Even Dimitri couldn’t contain himself. “Damn, dude. Your cock looks as big as a meatball sub!” “You’re gonna a choke on that, Mandy!” Glenn teased her. “Deepthroat him!” someone yelled. “Deepthroat him!” another repeated. And thus, everyone began everyone began chatting those 2 words over and over. I continued to record intently. Amanda blushed and laughed her musical laugh as she kneeled before Jansen while everyone egged her on. She started stroking the tall blonde man as she peered up at him. In response, he looked down at her and gently caressed her face between both hands. For such a large man, he seemed particularly gentle. Everyone was still shouting, urging her to take the monster cock down her throat when she opened her mouth. She took Jansen in slowly, sliding in his bulbous head and then stopping to suck on it. After a bit, she inched her head slowly until she had about half of Jansen’s cock down her throat. The sight of such a gigantic cock in my wife’s mouth made my own member strain painfully in my pants. The others drew closer around the couple, and I had to admonish them for obstructing my view. Amanda continued to impale herself further on the huge shaft, and began choking and gagging a bit about three quarters of the way down. Jansen reached down to pet my wife’s head soothingly. He even leaned down to whisper in her ear, and whatever he said seemed to give her renewed vigor. She quickly recovered and paused. Everyone stopped talking. I was holding my breath. We all watched in awe as Amanda took a final breath through her nostrils, her shoulders rising and falling resolutely, and, with a final plunge, finished deepthroating Jansen’s massive cock. The room erupted in cheers and fist-pumps as Amanda’s face came to a halt against Jansen’s hips. She held him there for a long moment before withdrawing him, a long tendril of wetness streaked across her cheek as she coughed. When she recovered, she blushed almost innocently. Glenn couldn’t contain himself and gave her a lustful kiss. I had to resist the urge to lick the wet streak off her face. “Are you guys ready to gangbang my wife?” I yelled. Everyone roared. Even my wife couldn’t help but shout and pump her fist in approval. She was helped to her feet by 5 sets of hands all over her naked body. I quickly removed the cushions off the couch and placed them on the coffee table. “Dimitri, lay down over there,” I pointed. “You get to fuck my wife first. Glenn and Jansen, you’re going to be on either side of her getting hand jobs. Philip, I hope you don’t mind another blowjob so soon?” He smiled slightly and shook his head. “And Bryan, I’m guessing you won’t complain about being the first to fuck Amanda in the ass?” Bryan ran his hand down Amanda’s smooth, toned bottom. “Been dreaming about it since I first laid eyes on it.” I pointed the camera at my wife as I addresses her last. “Babe, are you OK with the plan?” She struck a voluptuous pose at me, her beautiful, wet body gleaming in the light, as bright as her smile. “Well, I like to think that I got all dolled for a reason!” She laughed, and there was a sexy little bounce to her breasts and ass. Her wonderful nudity was on full display. “Just try to record me from the right side,” she replied self-deprecatingly. “It’s my better profile.” All 5 men had visibly throbbing cocks as Amanda was ushered over to the coffee table. Dimitri was already on his back when she climbed over him and straddled his body. She smiled sweetly down at him as she reached for his erection, stroked him several times, and rubbing the tip of his shaft over her shaved clit before lowering herself onto him. Dimitri was already at her mercy. “Fuck….oh fuck….that feels so good! I can’t believe….finally….” His voice trailed off. Everyone was impatient to have a piece of my wife. Bryan grabbed her from behind the neck and pushed her head down, angling her bottom for penetration. I watched intently as his crooked cockhead disappeared into her. Amanda moaned and shuddered at being taken in her ass; seeing her sodomized was a dream come true for me. Bryan gritted his teeth. “I didn’t think your ass would be so tight. But that’s ok, baby. I’m gonna loosen it up for everyone else.” He continued to drive inexorably into my wife. Amanda began to squirm as she was impaled in both holes. I thought she might protest, but whatever she may have said was gurgled out as Philip bent her head further down and inserted his engorged member into her mouth. She blindly reached out for Glenn and Jansen, and they kindly guided her hands onto their respective erections. I thought my own hard-on was going to burst out of my pants as I proudly recorded my wife, every hole stuffed and her hands full. They were one big writhing, sweaty, moaning mass. Amanda was enjoying herself even more than I had hoped. This was the pinnacle of months of planning, and I was aroused and happy for my wife beyond comprehension. I had to force myself back to the moment to explain to everyone, “You have 2 minutes at each station before you shift to the right. Try not to blow your load too soon, ok?” I didn’t think any of them would be able to last for very long. In fact, Glenn began spurting cum about only a minute into his hand job. Amanda snorted and giggled even as she was still sucking Philip. Glenn stepped to the side as he watched the rest of the group, stroking himself to make his penis hard again for my wife’s next body part. I called time, and everyone rotated. Now Glenn was ass fucking my wife, Dimitri and Bryan were being jacked off, Philip was underneath her, and Jansen was back in her mouth. Hard breathing, grunts, moans, murmurs, and words of lewd encouragement filled our living room. Everyone was touching, groping, and pawing at my wife as they worked her over. “I’m going to cum!” Dimitri gasped not long after Amanda wrapped a manicured hand around his thick staff. Upon hearing that, she started to masturbate him faster and more furiously. Dimitri cock erupted almost immediately and hard…so hard, in fact, that his semen burst out of his penis as if shot out of a cannon, arced over Amanda’s backside, and splattered on Bryan’s stomach! “What the fuck!” Bryan exploded. “You got your fucking cum on me!” Dimitri was absolutely mortified, and tried to stammer an apology. But my wife was there for our friend, and immediately defused the situation. “Shhhh….,” she said soothingly after sliding Jansen out of her mouth. She was very demure, and gently massaging the remaining cock in her hand. “Relax. It’s OK. Here, let me clean up the mess.” She licked Dimitri’s cum Bryan’s tummy and slowly swallowed. “See? No harm done.” She smiled sweetly, and resumed her duties. That seemed to settle them down. Every man was completely stiff again when they traded positions once more. Amanda and her partners were all sweating profusely by the time they were at their last stations. Globs of cum were pasted on various parts of her body from the men, literally, not being able to contain themselves. Her long, black silky hair was disheveled and clumped, which only added to her slutty sexiness. But she was still fucking and sucking and stroking with the same energy and enthusiasm that she had started the night with. I was still recording, but could hardly contain myself any longer. I was rubbing my hard on through my pants with one hand even as I tried to hold my phone steady with the other. Even with a cock down her throat and getting poked from every direction, Amanda managed to turn her head slightly in my direction. At first, I thought she was looking directly into the camera, but by the intent look in her eyes, I realized she was actually looking at me. With a sudden movement and twist of her body, Amanda shrugged all the cocks away from her. She climbed off Bryan, who had been below her, and stood up proudly on slightly wobbly legs. Everyone backed away from her to give her some space. I kept my camera fixed on my wife, looking so amazing in her sweaty, cum-soaked glory. “Ready to call it a night?” I asked. Amanda clearly had a voracious sexual appetite, but there was only so much the human body could physically handle. After all, each man had fucked her every hole and unloaded cum into her multiple times. It was already a night that we would never forget. But my wife ignored me. “I just realized that you’re the only one here still wearing clothes.” She spoke with a quiet edge, and I could detect the challenge in her voice. “Why don’t you take everything off and join us?” We stood for a moment in a silent face-off. I instantly realized she had something up her sleeve, which made me nervous because I had no clue what it was. “Better do as the lady says, and get naked,” Glenn warned, “because I don’t think she’s taking ‘no’ for an answer!” That drew chuckles and more encouragement from everyone. Amanda was still staring at me with an unreadable expression. “Ok. Fine,” I responded cautiously as I undressed. I had to admit, it felt good to finally give my hard-on the space that it craved…and it felt even better to be naked with everyone. Dimitri looked at my throbbing erection and nodded approvingly. “Yeah, I would say your husband has been more than happy to watch you get gangbanged” my childhood friend commented flippantly to Amanda. “No doubt,” my wife replied quietly. Her grin was getting broader and the sparkle in her eyes was getting brighter as well. “But I’m guessing the sight of so many beautiful cocks is also making him very, very excited as well.” She was absolutely beaming now. “Isn’t that right, babe?” I stood in stunned silence. My initial thought was to laugh off my wife’s suggestion and make some kind of glib remark to deflect attention. But Amanda was right. Watching my wife having sex with multiple men was high on my list of sexual fantasies. But so was having those cocks for myself. Besides, I could never lie to her. I answered quietly, with a single word: “Yes.” I didn’t know how the other men in the room were going to react to my admission, but Amanda pressed on. “Hmmm….” The gears in her mind were obviously spinning. She turned to face the group whom she had just serviced. “Do you all want to fuck me again?” Her tone was casual as if she was asking about the weather. Everyone gave an emphatic affirmative response. Amanda’s smile was of pure glee. “Then I have a proposition for everyone in this room: I will have sex with each of you, once a week for the next month…but, first, you all have to fuck my husband. Tonight. Either all of you agree to it right now, or no one touches me again. Ever” At first, I wasn’t sure if I heard Amanda correctly. When her words finally registered, my jaw dropped and I just gaped at her. What had she just done ?!?! To my equal amazement, there was no awkward silence or uncomfortable shifting. Everyone’s response was almost immediate. Philip surprisingly spoke first. “I’ve been wanting both of you since you’ve been coming to my restaurant. So I’m in.” I actually blushed at him. “Hell, I’ve never thought about being with another man, but if that’s what it’ll cost to fuck you for a whole month, then I’m down with it!” Bryan response wasn’t surprising. Jansen merely nodded, but Glenn looked like he was suffering an existential crisis. “I don’t know,” He wavered. “All this is already crazy enough. My family….my job…OUR jobs….not to mention---“ Amanda cut her boss off by merely positioning herself in front of him, standing tall and unleashing the full force of her flawless nudity on him. It took him about a second to reconsider. “Uh…..um, yes, of course I’m in.” Glenn stammered weakly. “I don’t want to be the fool who ruins it for everyone. All for one, and one for all.” Dimitri looked at me and smiled warmly. “Yes,” he answered simply. I could tell his affection was directed to both me and Amanda, and I suddenly had the premonition that everything was going to be as it always should’ve been between us. Had anyone been under the illusion that my wife was at the mercy of everyone else in the room, there was now no denying who was in control. She clearly wielded all the power, but I had known from the very beginning. Just like Amanda had asked at the beginning of the night, I asked hoarsely “How do we even begin?” Amanda was clearly enjoying turning the tables on me. “First, let’s get rid of this.” She snatched my cell phone out of my hands and tossed it onto the coffee table. Then she took me and Dimitri by the hand, and led us a short distance away from the group. “I think Dimitri should be your first,” my wife whispered to me so that only he and I could hear her. “I think it’s only right. And I’ve felt that way for a very long time.” I looked at my friend, who stared back at me. Slowly, we both broke into an embarrassed grin. Amanda ushered Dimitri towards the couch, and he sat down. In a much louder voice so that everyone could hear, she continued, “This is how we’re going to begin. Dimitri, you just sit there and relax. And, babe…you’re going to kneel between his legs and give your best friend the greatest blowjob of his life. Well, maybe second to ones I just gave him!” My legs were stiff and my mouth was dry. I had the sudden realization that my wife want to fuck these men over and over again as badly as I wanted to feel the touch of another man for the first time. I couldn’t do anything else but obey my wife. Amanda knelt beside me and began coaching me. “That’s right, on your knees…spread his legs apart so you can get right up into him. It’ll put much less strain on your neck that way. Now take his penis and massage it….make it as hard as you want before you take him into your mouth. Good….” I wasn’t sure what aroused me more, the sight and feel of another man’s hard, hot erection in the palm of my hand, or my wife kneeling next to me and giving me unsolicited advice on how to administer a blowjob. “It’s feels awesome,” I said softly as I looked up at Dimitri while stroking his shaft. It was quite an understatement. “Good, babe. I like the enthusiasm. Now before I take you into my mouth, I always like to make you nice and wet first so I don’t hurt you. Lubrication is the key during oral sex, as I’m sure you boys know. So go ahead and start licking him.” I hesitated. Dimitri and I locked eyes, and he looked as hopeful as I was. “Lick him like a lollipop,” Amanda suggested sweetly. “From the bottom to the top…nice and slow.” I leaned in close between my best friend’s legs with his hard on looming in front of my face. I lightly touched the underside of his shaft, at the very base of his balls, with the tip of my tongue, and proceeded slowly upwards along the entirety of his length. And thus was my introduction to cock, and the commencement of my very first blowjob. I continued to lick Dimitri’s cock like a lollipop as my wife Amanda had instructed me. She continued to whisper directions into my ear, and I quickly grew bolder and more confident. Holding my friend’s shaft in place, I flicked my tongue over the tip of his cockhead, which was already tasting salty. I always loved it when Amanda held eye contact when she have me a blowjob, so I took a page out of her playback and stared into Dimitri’s eyes as my mouth continued to work on his cock. My best friend threw his head back and moaned in approval. His hard on quivered in my hand. Amanda actually squealed in delight and clapped her hands. I began sliding Dimitris cock into my mouth. “Don’t suck too hard or you’ll make him cum,” Amanda admonished me. “We wouldn’t want that to happen prematurely, now, would we?” She winked at Dimitri I suddenly had the urge to deepthroat, and tried to sink my head lower on the fat cock in my mouth. But when Dimitri’s tip scraped the back of my throat, I began to cough and had to pull him out. Amanda said with a scholarly tone, “Here, like this.” She yanked our friend’s manhood from my grasp and proceeded to bob her head up and down on it several times before slowing down and taking him completely in. She kept his cock buried down her throat for a moment as if to prove a point. Dimitri groaned and squirmed, but he wasn’t complaining. Then she presented his penis back to me. “Now you try." I swallowed his erection again and tried to emulate my wife’s oral skills. I did better this time, but could only take Dimitri about halfway. My wife laughed and looked at the other men standing behind me, who were watching and unsure how to proceed. She ushered me up to my feet, but kept a gentle hand on the back of my head to keep Dimitri’s cock buried in my throat. I was standing, but bent at the waist with my ass facing everyone in the room as I kept sucking my best friend’s cock. My heart fluttered because I knew what would happen next. Amanda licked her index finger and then began teasing my asshole with it. I moaned onto Dimitri’s shaft which, in turn, made him moan, too. I could feel his cock twitching in my mouth, could taste the saltiness leaking from his cockhead, and I yearned for him to cum in my mouth. My wife then ruthlessly drove her finger inside of me to her knuckle, and my own hard-on spasmed like never before. She indicated for Bryan to approach with a curt motion of her head. “Do you ever want to make love to my ass again?” my wife asked him serenely. “Hmmm… I think I know where this is going,” he deadpanned. He stepped closer. Amanda took Bryan’s shaft and pressed it to my anal entrance. My entire being instantly shivered with excitement. I grunted as the soft tissue around my anus began to stretch. Need more lube, I thought to myself. My wife read my mind because she drew her head close to my ass and let a glob of saliva drip from her mouth to land perfectly on my opening and Bryan’s cockhead. Bryan looked down and spit, too, and then, holding onto my hips, began to inexorably drive his cock into my ass. I tried to focus on sucking Dimitri’s shaft, but the added sensation was somehow painful and wonderful at the same time. I couldn’t believe what was happening! My anal sex fantasy was finally coming true, and my wife was right beside me to share the moment. I suddenly wanted Bryan to drive his erection all the way inside of me, and assfuck me as roughly as he had done to my wife earlier. Amanda held my hand as she whispered in my ear again. “Try to relax, hon. Let him come into you, don’t try to fight it.” But my sphincter muscles were contracting reflexively at the brand new invasive sensation. It burned a bit and was uncomfortable enough that I gritted my teeth. But I wanted more cock; I needed more cock. “Fuck,” Bryan growled behind me. “Not sure which one of you has the tighter ass!” Amanda giggled and rose from her knees. She disappeared from my peripheral vision, and I could hear her talking to Philip and Glenn. Bryan leaned over my body, driving his cock deeper into my ass and, in the process, used his momentum to force my head deeper onto Dimitri’s cock. “You’ve got some kinda wife, talking all of us into fucking you before we can bang her again.” He leaned in close, and I couldn’t tell if he was mocking me or thanking me. “I’m going to pound your ass just like I pounded hers. And after that, I want you to know something: your woman is going to feel my cock all over every inch of her body.” Bryan was taking me harder now, and the bend in his cockhead felt exquisite inside of me as it scraped my inner walls. Were it not for the slab of meat inside my mouth, I would’ve begged him for more punishment. As Bryan and Dimitri spitroasted me, I became aware of one person moving to either side of me. I couldn’t twist my head to see, but felt them both take my hands and wrapping them around their erections. The one in my right hand felt just a bit larger and smoother, and I guessed it was Philip. The feeling of so many cocks in contact with my body was driving me wild. So this is how it’s like to be gangbanged, I thought to myself. My elation was indescribable, and I hoped that Amanda had experienced similar joy. A hand was stroking my cock now. I looked between my legs while continuing to service Dimitri with my mouth, and followed the hand to it’s owner: Philip, who was standing to my right. I surmised as much. I angled my head a bit, and saw Amanda and Jansen standing next to each other in the background. He had a strong arm around her waist as they watched the other men gangbang me. Jansen whispered something in her ear, and she laughed. Then he pulled my wife close to him and kissed her. She didn’t resist in the slightest. In fact, it was a long, sensuous kiss, full of obvious desire that even rivaled what Amanda normally bestowed to me. My cock throbbed harder in Philip’s hand. Their lips still locked together, Jansen gently lowered Amanda onto a nearby loveseat. I watched as my wife willingly spread her legs wide open. Everyone from my awkward vantage point, I could see her pussy was sopping wet. Jansen then planted one foot firmly on the floor and rested his other bent knee on the loveseat to straddle her. As I continued to suck and stroke, and be assfucked, I watched as Jansen slowly plunged his enormous cock into my wife’s gaping, slathered pussy. They didn’t stop kissing even as he penetrated her, and Amanda wrapped her long legs around his body. As I stared at my wife making love to another man, I began feeling a renewed zeal. I rocked back and forth harder and with more urgency, letting my lips, tongue, and throat glide up and down Dimitri’s shaft while at the same time relaxing my ass muscles to better accommodate Bryan’s member. My hands began to stroke more ferociously as well. I growled and murmured, and I could feel heat emanating from my body as I hungrily serviced 4 men while intently watching Jansen fuck my wife. She was clearly caught in the throes of passion, and I suddenly wanted to make all the other men in the room forget about my her. I picked up the pace. “Holy shit, he wants it bad!” Dimitri exclaimed. Bryan and Glenn echoed similar comments, and even the normally quiet Philip was groaning words of encouragement as he continued to stroke my sex. I wanted to pull my head off Dimitri’s cock, and tell everyone to switch stations as I had done when they were playing with my wife. But I couldn’t stop what I was doing, and I couldn’t stop watching Amanda and her current partner. I felt something wonderfully warm and sticky splatter onto my left shoulder and the side of my neck, and I knew Glenn had blown his load. I felt giddy as I realized I had made another man cum for the very first time in my life. But I wanted more. A moment later, I felt Bryan trembling behind me as he unloaded in my ass. I had yearned to feel another man’s cum boiling into me, and the sensation was precisely everything that I had hoped it would be. I was proud that he ejaculated several times and at the amount of semen, so much that it was spewing out of my butt. Then it was Dimitri’s turn. “I’m gonna cum! “I’m gonna cum!” he gasped in warning. I felt his cock tightening in my mouth. Dimitri tried to twist away but I wouldn’t let him. I sealed my lips and sucked hard. My friend howled as he blasted his cum down my throat. I was so caught up in the moment that I didn’t choke or cough, I simply swallowed his spunk as quickly as it poured into my mouth. His cum was thick and salty, tinged with a slightly sour, almost citrusy aftertaste. If I was happy that I had made Glenn cum, then in comparison I was absolutely elated to finally taste semen. Dimtri’s spurts were already subsiding when Philip grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me up into a standing position. I was actually sad to feel Dimtri’s member slide out of my mouth, to let go of Glenn’s shaft, and to feel Bryan’s hooked cock fall out of my ass. Philip turned me so that I was fully facing Jansen and Amanda. Without warning, he stepped into me and firmly slide his manhood into my asshole. It probably would’ve been excruciatingly painful had Bryan’s cum not provided more than adequate lubrication. Philip reached around my body and, as he proceeded to sodomize me, cupped my balls with one hand and stroked my erection with the other. My anus was already sore from the reaming Bryan had given me, but I still craved cock there. “Let’s watch them and get off together,” Philip murmured. He spoke so close to my ear that I felt his warm breath on my skin. Our eyes were on Jansen and Amanda as they provided us an amazing scene. I stared as his massive cocked seared in and out of my wife’s pussy. I couldn’t believe Amanda could fit such a massive thing inside of her! Her head was thrown back as Jansen fucked her, kissing her neck. “God, yes! I love it! I love it!” Amanda cried. “It feels so good! Don’t stop, Jansen! Don’t you dare stop fucking me!” Jansen began thrusting his hips harder and faster into her. Philip seemingly matched his speed and began pumping into my ass at a matching pace. His hand felt wonderful as it cradled my scrotum, and my cock was burning hot in the palm of his other hand. “Look the color of his huge cock,” Philip said softly to me. And I noticed how Jansen’s erection had an angry, reddish tint. “The texture of his skin…the bulging veins. And Amanda…she looks so beautiful with him right now, doesn’t she?” “Fuck her good!” I blurted out to Jansen. “Give her what she wants!” I was never sure who came first: me, Philip, or Jansen. All I know is that I felt another flood of hot wetness steaming out of my ass as Philip strayed the floor with my cum as if my cock and balls were some kind of obscene fire extinguisher. Amanda was actually screaming as her entire body shuddered. I could see Jansen was bathed in sweat as he let out a loud sigh, pumping his hips into my wife with one hard final time before collapsing on top of her. Each one of us was obviously spent, but I wasn’t completely satisfied yet. I rushed over to where Jansen and Amanda lay. He immediately rolled off of my wife, mistaking the wild look on my face for another emotion. My wife also appeared worried and apologetic. I simply brought her up into a sitting position and pulled her legs forward so that she was in a reclined position on the loveseat. Before Jansen’s cum could leak out of her pussy like Bryan’s and Philip’s combined spunk was currently oozing out of my asshole, I knelt between my wife’s legs and sniffed. “I’ve always loved scent of your pussy,” I told her. “And I like it even more when it’s filled with cum.” With that, I plunged my face between her legs, and began lapping the semen out of her vagina. I felt Amanda’s body immediately stiffen and heard her gasp. Jansen’s jizz was thick and creamy, and I was able to suck most of it out of my wife fairly easily. It didn’t taste nearly as salty as Dimitri’s. I felt her clit with my lips, and it was still hard and engorged. I knew she must still be sensitive, so I used my tongue to play with it for a bit. When I became satisfied with her squirming and whimpering, I returned to licking and sucking Jansen’s cum out of her body. “Oh my god,” she breathed. Amanda wrapped her legs around my neck to hold my face close between her legs, and I ate her pussy out with wanton abandon. When she finally went limp, I rose up and crawled over her. I gazed at my wife with wide, adoring eyes, then kissed her with a mouthful of cum. I pushed Jansen’s spunk into her mouth with my tongue, and she conversely used her own tongue to steal some from my mouth. The men looked on as my wife and I swapped cum, and shared the longest kiss we ever had. After a very long time, we disengaged from each other’s lips, breathing hard, our mouths empty and our stomachs satiated with semen. Everyone just clapped and cheered. My wife and I lovingly touched each other’s cheek, and smiled. We both knew that this was only the beginning.

This happened many years ago, but I felt like sharing it with you guys. I was a single girl who was very comfortable with my sexuality. I was invited to stay with a college friend of mine (Emily) who lived in Los Angeles for a week during a summer. I had never been before, so it sounded like fun... plus, Emily was my main girl to call on when a guy wanted a threesome, or I just wanted a friend to join me on a slutty adventure... so I thought she might have invited me for a little threesome fun with her husband Bruce, who I hadn't met, but based on his pictures I'd have no problem letting him fuck me. Emily did let me know in advance that Bruce didn't know about all of her sexual history, so I let her know I wouldn't talk about anything unless she brought it up first... the last thing I was going to do was get her in trouble, but I was curious how much he did know... after all, Emily and I were quite the little sluts back in school, lol. She moved to California shortly after college and met Bruce soon after... and now almost 16 years later I'm about reunite and meet her family for the first time. Emily met me at the airport with a smile and a big hug, and then took me out to lunch where we caught up with each other's lives. She told me about Bruce and her two sons (Connor and Craig), her job as a real estate agent, and planned future vacations. I finally decided to break the ice and ask her "So what motivated you to invite me over after so long?". She smiled at me and responded "of course I missed you, but I did have alternative motives...". "Go on" I said in a playful tone. Emily, still smiling, shyly said "our sex life is... tame... and I was hoping you might be able to help me out". I smiled back and said "you know I have your back... so what did you have in mind?". Emily replied "I want an open relationship, but he is totally against it... I thought maybe with some baby steps he'd slowly get on board". "So you miss getting fucked by new dicks?" I said jokingly, and she answered "yeah, I kind of do!... I love Bruce, but I miss the sexual excitement we used to have back in college... and I'd love to share sexual adventures with him". "I think I understand" I said "you want me to have a threesome with you guys and hope it might spark an interest in him too do more, right?". Emily smiled and said "I would, but I don't think he'd do it based on his hesitancy to explore the idea... so I told him that you and I had messed around before, and asked if he'd like to watch that... which he agreed he would". "Of course he would" I said teasingly. "Bruce doesn't know about all the guys we have fucked together... I mean he knows I wasn't a virgin, but he has no ideas how many guys I have fucked.... anyway, would you be interested in letting him watch us play together?". To be honest, I was flattered and turned on by the idea... but I was also hoping he would fuck me. My sex drive is extremely high, and I get overly horny if I go awhile without getting fucked. I said "of course I would, you know me... but would you want me to try to fuck him, or are you not ready for that?" She laughed and said "if you could, that would be great... but I don't see that happening... but it would be a great stepping stone toward us having the open relationship I want". "I'll see what I can do" I said with a smirk. Emily said "Bruce won't be around a lot during the day due to work, but we have the nights to have some drinks and play around... thanks for helping me out". I quickly replied "no need to thank me, it sounds fun!... I miss having sexual adventures with you!... does Bruce now about this?" Emily smiled at me and said "yeah... I told him that I would talk to you, and if you were interested, he could watch us fuck each other... he seemed excited by the idea". I replied "I'm excited about it too" with a wink. Emily took me to her home, and showed me around. It was a 3 bedroom/2 bathroom house. The master bedroom had its own bathroom, and the other bathroom was for the boys and guests. She showed me where I'd be staying (the youngest sons room, while he stayed with his brother during my visit), and then took me to be introduced to her boys in Craig's room. Emily walked in without knocking, which I thought was odd... but the boys didn't seem to think anything about it, and introduced me to them. "Boys, this is Diana, the girl I was telling you about who is staying with us this week. Diana, this is my youngest Connor, and this is his brother Craig". We exchanged pleasantries and Emily added "you probably won't see much of these two. They stay in their rooms all the time on their computers, so outside of dinner we rarely see them... there's just to much porn to watch and video games to play". Craig looked at Emily with a shocked face and said "Mom! You're embarrassing us". Emily giggled and said "I'm only teasing... it's no big deal, you're at that age...". Connor quickly cut her off saying "mom, please stop!". We both chuckled as we left the room, letting them get back to their games. I settled down in Connors room, where is be sleeping, while Emily started preparations for dinner. I started to unpack my clothes, but noticed that the drawers were all full with Connors clothes... but I did stumble upon what appeared to be a journal. I knew I should respect his privacy, but I've always been overly nosey and just couldn't help myself. I skimmed through it, and it was actually really cute. He talked about discovering masturbation, and girls he had crushes on... a few tales of being mad at his parents or his brother... but what caught me off guard were the most recent posts. In those posts he discussed how he and his brother heard about my visit, checked me out online, and wanted to see me naked... and even how they planned on doing it. Apparently Craig's closet was adjacent to the bathroom, and they hid peep holes so they could peer in. I had mixed reactions to finding out their plan... part of me was upset they would do that... but I couldn't help but feel flattered and aroused that they wanted to see me naked, and even made plans to do it. According to the notes there were three peepholes. One slightly above the sink, one in the shower, and one in the caulk around the tub. I decided to check it out myself, as I put the journal back and went to the restroom... and to their credit, they did a good job of not making it noticeable. I probably wouldn't have saw them if I wasn't looking for them, but sure enough there they were... and I wasn't sure how to handle it. Should I say something to Emily, or to the boys? Should I just use the bathroom in Emily's room to shower? Should I just ignore it and let them get their thrills? I understood they were just curious and running on raging hormones. I figured I'd wait, and decide how to handle it later, when I heard a voice... "I can see her, she's in front of the mirror" I heard a voice softly say on the other side of the wall. "Let me see" said the other voice, clearly not realizing I could hear them. I didn't know what to do, so I freshened up my make up while I heard them say things like "I can't wait to see those tits", and "I bet she has a nice pussy". Just hearing them made me horny, and knowing I was in control made it fun... but I snapped out of it, and walked out to see Emily, and try to get the little perverts out of my mind... but I knew I could always have fun teasing my body any time I wanted, and I'd have a captive audience. Eventually Bruce came home and Emily introduced us to each other. He was taller than I expected, and quite the charmer...I knew he was looking forward to seeing Emily and I playing later, but I was still hoping to seduce him as well. I was already aroused knowing the boys wanted desperately to see me naked, and knowing I would soon be teasing Bruce with Emily. Bruce went to get the boys for dinner as I helped Emily set out the food and pour wine. We made small talk during dinner as I noticed both Bruce and the boys constantly checking me out. I acted like I didn't notice, but I'm sure Emily noticed as well. The boys quickly ate and ran off to their room, and the three of us went to the living room with a bottle of tequila. Emily broke the ice and said "So Bruce, I talked to Diana earlier... about our discussion we had about being a little more adventurous in the bedroom... and she said she would be happy to help us out.". Bruce looked at me with a smile and asked "oh yeah?" To which Emily replied "isn't that great?... you'll get to watch us fuck each other" she said as she rubbed his upper thigh. I smiled at him and said "I hope you're excited about it... I know I am". Bruce smiled back at me and said "I'm extremely excited! To have two beautiful women playing in front of me... I feel like I won the lottery!". Emily poured us all shots and did a toast "to pushing boundaries and to be experiences". As soon as we finished the shot, she turned my head toward her and kissed me, slowly and sensually. She turned to Bruce and asked "did you like seeing that?". Bruce nodded as she in turn kissed him the same way. I decided to pour more shots as they kissed and then handed them the shot glasses. They thanked me before I toasted "to naked fun with old friends and new friends" which got a laugh out of everyone before swallowing it down. I suggested they went to their room and got started without me while I get cleaned up, and I'd join them once I was out of the shower. They smiled as they took the tequila to their room, and I went to my room to find some shorts and a shirt to change into after the shower. I was a little tipsy and extremely horny, and I knew that Connor and Craig would be watching me in the shower... and that was turning me on as well. I knocked on the boys door and Craig opened it slowly with a confused look? I asked him if either of them needed the bathroom before I showered, and he smiled and said "no, we're ok", to which i replied "ok, I just wanted to make sure. Sorry if I bothered you". Craig was quick to say "no bother at all, I appreciate you asking". I knew by asking, I'd be letting them know I was about to get naked... and they would be ready to watch, and I wanted them to see. As soon as I entered the bathroom and closed the door, I could hear them talking to each other. "This is it, she's about to take off her clothes!" "Let me see" "just wait your turn, we'll both get to see her". It was thrilling knowing they were watching, and they had no idea I knew. I started by taking off my pants, but I knew the sink counter in front of me was blocking most of the view below my waist... I'm sure if I'd back up away from the counter they'd be able to see, but I wanted to tease the little peeping Tom's first. "She took off her pants... that's it, keep going" "let me get a real quick look, just for a second!" "Fine, but just for a second!"... "I can't wait to see those tits" "after me, now give it back.... here we go baby, take off that shirt"... knowing I was less than 3 feet in front of them, and hearing them tell me what to do... I could feel my pussy heat up. I took off my shirt as directed, and took some time looking at myself in the mirror. "She's just in her underwear now... come on baby, show me your titties"... I knew I was about to expose myself to Emily's horny sons, and I started to hesitate knowing I should probably stop... but it was them peeking on me... I couldn't help that it turned me on. Besides, what's the harm in letting them have a little peek? It's not like I'm going to fuck them... So I slowly reached behind my back and undid the clasp on my bra, and looked at myself in the mirror as I dropped the bra to the floor, allowing me the view of what they could see as my naked tits were exposed to them. "Yes! She has nice big nipples, damn she's hot!" "Let me see, let me see.... wow, I'd love to suck those titties" "let me see again... I think she's about to remove her panties, but I can't see below her waist". Hearing that reminded me I was to close, so I took a few steps back and dropped my panties as I looked at myself in the mirror to allow them time to take it all in. "I can see her pussy, it's shaved!" "Let me see!... my God, I'd do anything to fuck her!". I turned to look at my ass in the mirror before turning on the shower and stepping in. As soon as I was in the shower I could hear them shuffling on the other side of the wall to look at me head on. I knew from the journal that there were at least two peepholes. One at the top of the tub, where it meet the wall... I could see the hole where the dug out the caulk to make it look like innocent tear and wear... But I wasn't sure where the other hole was, but I knew I was being watched. I tried to act casual, looking around for the peepholes without making it obvious. "I can see her pussy from down here, but I can't see higher. We should switch for a bit" "I would love to see more of her pussy!". Hearing them talk about taking turns to crouch down to stare up between my legs... I had to have myself against the wall because I was getting overly aroused. I looked at the shower caddy hanging from the shower head, and noticed a hole under the pipe for the shower head... and I saw an eye looking down at my body... I quickly looked away, wanted to avoid making eye contact. If they realized they had been caught, it would have been awkward for all of us, lol. "Let's switch again!" "I wish I could see between her legs better" "maybe next time she'll take a bath..." I knew what they wanted to see, but I couldn't show anything without it being obvious. Maybe next time I would take a bath... but for now, I feel like they got enough of a look today... and I had a date with their parents, lol. I made sure they got a good look as I dried myself off... even hanging my tits close to their peephole, which didn't go unnoticed based on their comments. I slowly got dressed in shorts and a t-shirt (no need for a bra or panties) and I heard them give a disappointed moan as I walked out, and walked to Emily's room. I gave a light knock, and then opened the door to find Bruce wearing shorts and going down on a nude Emily. He never looked up, Emily held his head while smiling at me, and I walked over and laid down next to her. It had been over a decade since I'd last seen her naked, and she still looking sexy as hell. We both have very similar body types, although her breasts are bigger, my nipples are wider and longer. I leaned in to kiss her as I rubbed her chest, and she passionately kissed me back in between deep breaths. I rubbed my leg up against Bruce as I lowered to suck and lick her nipples, trying to invite him to touch me... but it seemed he was too nervous just yet. I said "Bruce, would you mind switching places with me? I'd love to taste your sexy wife... if that's OK". Bruce smiled at me and said "I think Emily would like that... be my guest". I stood up and locked eyes with him as I removed my shirt so he could see my tits... the same tits his son's were admiring not long before. Emily said "doesn't she have great tits Bruce?"... I added "do you like them Bruce?... feel free to touch them, I don't mind". Bruce gave a smile as he looked me over, and I got between her legs. He laid next to her as they both looked down to watch me start licking Emily's pussy. As I ran my tongue up her slit, I found it oddly comforting... like being reunited with an old friend. She still had the same landing strip that went down her whole pussy, just as I remembered. I pulled her slit apart and started slowly licking her clit. Emily moaned as I saw her start to tug his shorts down to pull out his cock, but he seemed hesitant to let her. Emily looked at him and said "I want your cock in my mouth as she licks my pussy". Bruce looked down at me as she fished his cock out and asked me "is that ok with you". I smiled at him and said "I don't have any limits tonight... I'm open to anything you guys want to do". I wanted him to know he could do anything he wanted to me, and I wanted him to think about what he wanted to do to me. Emily looked at Bruce and said "See, I told you it's OK... both of us are comfortable with this, so relax and have fun... no rules tonight". With that I started eating her out again and saw Bruce cock spring out as Emily pulled his shorts down. It was obvious he was enjoying this, because he cock looked so hard that I thought I could see it throb. "Mmmm, nice cock Bruce" I said as Emily leaned in to take him in her mouth. Emily always got a lot of praise for her dick sucking skills back in the day, and it didn't look like she had lost that edge at all, as she worked her face up and down his dick. I shifted up between her legs so I could suck on her titties again and be closer to her face. Emily pulled his cock out of her mouth and started stroking him, and said "It's your turn to suck him". Bruce looked a bit shocked and asked her "I don't know about this". Emily nodded her head and said "I want to see your dick in her mouth... please?". I knew Bruce was hesitant of going to far, as he has been hesitant about an open relationship with her... but I could see him looking at me while thinking about it, so I took a hold of his cock and said "we're just having fun, it's no big deal"... and with no further notice I took his cock in my mouth and started sucking his dick within inches of Emily's face. Bruce let out a moan and his knees buckled a little. Emily said "she went down on me, so it's only fair she goes down on you too" as she ran her hands up his body, and then started licking around the base of his dick while it was in my mouth. I pulled it out and put it in her mouth, and then pulled it out and started sucking it again. We did that a few times and watched as Bruce would look down at us looking like he might cum any second. Emily slid down under me and started licking my nipples as I sucked him, and I felt her hand go down my shorts and start rubbing my pussy, as Bruce became more comfortable and guided my head up and down his cock with his hands. Emily said "Bruce, can you help me remove her shorts so I can play with her pussy?". Without him saying anything he pulled his cock out of my mouth and walked up behind me, as Emily slid back up and started kissing me again. As I felt his hands pull down on my shorts, Emily stopped kissing me and looked me in the eyes and said "thank you". I smiled and said "my pleasure" as I felt my ass being exposed as my shorts were pulled down my legs, and I lifted each leg to allow access to take them off. As I put each leg down, I made sure they were spread so that he'd have a good look at my pussy. I left myself like that, wondering if he was going to play with my pussy... or lick it... or possible even just climb up and start fucking me.. I couldn't wait to find out. I felt him lay down, and Emily started moaning. I looked back and he was eating her out again while looking up at my pussy. Maybe he just wanted to get a good look at it... probably a voyeur like his sons, lol. I reached down between my legs and started to spread my pussy open as I kissed Emily and then looked back as I rubbed my clit to see his eyes were still locked between my legs, which was just slightly out of touch of his face. I decided to push back toward his face a little bit, just to see how he'd react... I felt his nose touch my gaping hole as I started to speed up my fingers against my clit. He didn't move, so I lowered my pussy down against Emily's pussy, and I could barely feel a little bit of his tongue hit my pussy as it came off her clit. Emily looked at me and whispered "he's staring daggers into your pussy while eating me out". I smiled at her and whispered back "I know... I think he's to nervous to touch me". Bruce noticed the whispering and playfully asked "what are you guys talking about?". Emily without missing a beat said "Diana wants you to eat her pussy too... will you help her out?". Bruce responded with "if that's what you want" and then buried his tongue deep inside of me. I moaned "oh yes" as I started humping against his face, and he lashed his tongue all over my open cunt. I could feel Emily rubbing her clit as she kissed on my neck, and her husband explored my pussy while I was bent over in front of him... his hands spreading me open. I felt a finger slip in when Emily slid out from under me and told me to lay down on my back as she laid next to her husband between my legs. I spread my legs wide again, offering him his first frontal view of my pussy, and Emily started licking me as Bruce kissed my inner thigh and watched and then she moved allowing him to resume tongue fucking me while Emily smiled and remarked on how sexy it was to watch. Emily suddenly got up and said "I'll be right back... don't stop! " and went to the bathroom. Neither Bruce or I was prepared for us being alone, and I think it caught us both of guard. He looked up at me with a nervous look, so I pulled on him to guide him to lay next to me and asked him "are you having fun?". It was obvious the answer before he said anything, as his dick was standing straight up. "This has been incredible" he muttered as I grabbed his cock and slowly stroked it. I leaned in and kissed him and he kissed me back... and it grew more and more passionate. Despite everything we'd done that night, I somehow felt that make out session to be the most intimate. Our hands were exploring each other's bodies as our tongues dance with each other... we pressed hard against each other, and I could feel his cock pressing against my lower abdomen as he turned on top of me. We were still lost in our kiss as I felt his cock rubbing up between my legs, and then he slowly started thrusting toward my pussy. We weren't lined up for penetration, but I could feel his cock slowly slide back and forth against my slit and clit. I knew he wasn't trying to fuck me, he was just enjoying rubbing his cock up against my pussy and teasing me... but I was so fucking horny at that moment that I timed his next thrust forward, and moved so that my gaping entrance was in front of his cock... and before he realized what happened, he had penetrated me. He froze once he realized he entered me, and looked down at me with a shocked look on his face... he looked toward the bathroom door, and then slowly pushed further inside me until he was fully in. I gave a little grunt and bit my lip as he froze again while looking again toward the bathroom. "Your cock feels good inside of my pussy, Bruce" I whispered as he slowly pulled back out and pushed back in again. He whispered to me "I know Emily is OK with this... but I think she might be upset that we went this far without her... maybe we should wait until she comes back". And to be honest, he had a point. She probably would be fine with it, it's what she wanted... but I'm sure she would rather be there to see it when it first happens. But I noticed he was still slowly fucking me, and even picking up the pace a little. He asked me "can we keep this part between us? I just don't want to upset her unnecessarily". Even as he was saying that, he was still fucking me. I said "Do you want me to suck your dick clean instead until she gets back?". He picked up his pace more and said "wait until you hear the faucet in the bathroom... she always washes her hands for a couple minutes before leaving the bathroom". I remembered that about her, she never left a bathroom without thourally washing her hands... and I guess Bruce decided to take advantage of that safety time. I just looked into his eyes and said "ok... fuck me then... fuck my slutty pussy until she gets back". He immediately grabbed my legs pining them up while he sat up and looked down on my tits bouncing as he thrust hard into me. I watched his gaze as it alternated between my face, my tits, and my pussy as he started fucking me like a piston. He looked at the bathroom door again and then pulled out and flipped me over so he could fuck me doggystyle, but as soon as he pushed back inside of me, we heard the faucet turn on. He froze for a second, stroked a couple more times and then pulled out. It all happened so quickly, in such a short window of time. He laid down next to me, and I climbed over his face and proceeded to 69 with him when Emily walked back in the room. She smiled as she walked in and said "I'm sorry, I had something in my eye and I didn't want to spoil the mood... glad to see you're still having fun!". I smiled at her and said "your husband has a great cock and licks my pussy so good". She laid her head next to me and grabbed his dick and started stroking it as she said "he's a good fuck too... I'm sure you'll find out soon. Right Bruce?". Bruce hesitated for a second as we both looked at him, so I shook my pussy in his face and asked "would you like to fuck me Bruce?". Bruce kind of hesitated and finally said "do you want me to fuck her?" to which Emily replied "yes, I want you to fuck both of us". Shortly after that statement she got up and started climbing up over his cock. I still had my pussy in his face, so I just hovered over his mouth while she sat down on his dick and started riding him. I watched as Bruce fucked his second pussy within 5 minutes, and started rubbing my clit as he spread me open to lick my hole. She grinded him and then laid back so that I could see his cock sliding in and out of her. Emily smiled as I watched and asked me "do you want to feel his cock thrusting inside your pussy?". She started fucking him faster and rubbed her clit as I told her "yes, I want your husband to fuck me". As soon as the words left my mouth I felt his grip tighten I saw his crotch lifting up, and I knew what was about to happen. Bruce grunted "I'm going to cum, I can't stop" as Emily picked up the pace. I knew nothing was going to stop him from cuming now as reached back between my legs and inserted two fingers into my pussy in front of his face as he shot his load deep inside his wife. Emily smiled and said "that was an intense orgasm... it looked like you came really hard". Bruce, through heavy breaths said "I couldn't hold out any longer... this was so incredible!". I climbed off and watched as she lifted off of him and his cum ran down... he clearly shot a massive load. He was still laying back panting when Emily said "you didn't even get to fuck Diana... I'm sorry Diana, we'll have to do this again when he gets back from work in a couple days". I looked at Bruce and said "do you promise to fuck me good when you get back?".. Emily smiled as he said "I promise". I said "good" and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. I then asked "do you guys have any attractive friends who will fuck me in the meantime... I'm really fucking horny" with a chuckle. Emily asked Bruce "which one of your friends would you pick, I'm sure a lot of them would be happy to"... Bruce said "take your pick, any of my single friends would jump at the chance, lol." Emily spoke up and said "how about Scott?". Bruce thought about it for a second and said "of course he would... do you want his number? He works nights, so he'll still be awake". I said sure, sounds good. Bruce said "I'll send it to Emily who can send it to you. I'm going to take a shower" as he walked to the bathroom naked with his phone. Once he was gone Emily told me "Scott is a ladies man. Not boyfriend material but I've heard he's great in bed...". "Oh really" I added, "sounds like someone you would have loved to fuck back in the day". Emily smiled and said "I would jump at the chance if I was single. I always see him checking me out, and he flirts a lot, but I always blow him off... because of Bruce". I said "well maybe if you have an open relationship like you aim for, he can Fuck you someday". Emily rubbed her crotch and said "maybe... I am curious". I heard her phone alert and she said "that's Bruce, he must have sent Scott's number... I'll send it to your phone now". I said "I guess I'll go send him a message and crash out for the night". Emily said "ok. I'll be off tomorrow, so I can take you around and even to meet Scott if you work anything out". I replied "thank you for everything Emily, it's been really great to see you again!" "Thank you for everything Diana... this has been awesome". I went to bed and checked my phone, and Diana had sent me the number with a link to his Facebook so I could check him out. I did a quick look over his profile, and he was a good looking guy, I'd definitely fuck him. I sent him a message explaining I was friends with Bruce and Emily, and in from out of town, and that they told me they thought we should meet. I added my profile link so he could check me out. A few minutes later I received a message from him saying he thought I was "cute and sexy", and he'd be happy to meet up with me. That was simple, I thought to myself... I told him I could ride over there with Emily sometime tomorrow, and he told me he looked forward to it. I put my phone away, put my shorts and shirt on, and fell asleep. I was in deep sleep when I heard a light tapping sound. I was confused, trying to remember where I was, and It took me a minute to realize that someone was lightly knocking on the door. I said "come in?", and the door slowly opened and Bruce came in. He quietly closed the door behind him and walked over to me saying he needed to talk to me. I rubbed my eyes and asked "what's going on, what time is it?". Bruce said "I'm sorry, I woke up an hour early so I could talk to you before I got ready for work... it's almost 5 a.m... I just need to ask you something". I sat up and said "ok... so what do you need to know?"... he looked upset and said "I couldn't sleep because I was worried... did I cheat on my wife last night? Am I a bad husband?... I can't stop thinking about everything that happened, and as much as I enjoyed it... I can't help but shake the feeling I did something wrong". I patted my hand on the bed next to me, suggesting he should sit down next to me. "Bruce, I understand why you feel that way... but you didn't do anything wrong. She wanted it to happen, we just decided to not say anything until she was there... but you didn't cheat on her." Bruce asked "then why do I feel like I have to keep it a secret?". I answered "you don't... you can tell her if you want, and she wouldn't be mad... but like you said before, it would be more comfortable for her if she felt like she was there to witness us our first time". Bruce said "I know you're right, I guess I just couldn't help but feel guilty". I rubbed his arm and said "Do you want me to tell her tomorrow? Would that make you feel better?". Bruce looked a little worried and said "no... I think I'll just feel better after we fuck in front of her and it won't feel like anything is hidden from her... we'll just keep this between us". I smiled at him and said "I really enjoyed you fucking me... I just wish you could have finished inside of me... my clit is throbing just thinking about it". He asked "is it really" with a heavy breath, and I replied feel for yourself as I pulled his hand under the waist band of my shorts... he slowly rubbed up against the top of my pussy and said "wow... it really is... I probably shouldn't be touching you like this though", and then pulled his hand away. I giggled a little and then moaned "don't be silly... you had your cock slamming into me just hours ago, and we already established it was OK...". Bruce started breathing a little heavy and said "I guess that's true...". I smiled and pulled the blanket up "lay down with me before you have to get ready for work". Bruce hesitated a bit, I'm sure debating if it was OK or not... and to be honest, I wasn't sure either... but I knew i wanted to get fucked. He then slowly got in the bed, and I wasted no time by giving him another intimate kiss. Once again it grew more and more passionate while our hands explored each other's bodies, We were slowly dry humping each other through our shorts as his hand slid up under my shirt to rub my breasts, as our tongues massaged each other... I started to pull down on his shorts, and felt his cock smack up against my leg as it got free, and then started pulling my shorts down as well, so that we were both bottomless. I broke our kiss so that I could remove my shirt, and he did the same while staring at my tits, and I immediately started to kiss him again. I reached down to stroke his cock and he gasped, and I started kissing his neck and chest. He rolled over on top of me, teasing my pussy with his cock stroking across it. Last time he did this, I adjusted myself to be penetrated... but this time, he lifted my leg, all while still kissing me, and he slowly slid inside of me. I let out a gasp as he started to slowly stroke inside of me, exploring the inside of my pussy with his bare cock as he started kissing my ear. I asked him "you couldn't stop thinking about my pussy, could you?" He moaned a bit and said "I couldn't stop" as he thrusted harder into me. I kissed him again as he continued to fuck me harder and harder... I panted "you can Fuck me as hard as you like, anyway you want... I'm yours to use... I want you to use me like a slut". He lifted up on to his knees and grabbed me by the waist to fuck me fast like a piston while looking down at me. I was barely able to talk as I said "you like.. looking at my body... while you use my cunt?... Can you see.. your cock... going inside... of my slutty pussy? He didn't respond, he just grunted as he pulled me harder toward his dick. I notice him started to strain and thought he might cum... I said "you can cum inside of me, it's safe"... he grunted and came to a sudden stop... I thought maybe he had cum, but he quickly turned me over and said "I'm not going to cum yet... not until I fuck you like this"... he pulled my waist up and gave my pussy a few licks before entering me doggystyle. He didn't go slow, or build up... no, he was ready to fuck me hard, as he started pounding inside of me again. I immediately felt an orgasm start building, and I reached between my legs to frantically rub my clit as he continued to fuck me like a machine. I looked back and saw him staring at my ass as he fucked me and I said "please don't stop... I'm... going to... cum!"... and as the words left my mouth I felt my pussy start gushing around his cock as I had an intense orgasm. Bruce could obviously tell I had cum, and he told me "I'm going to cum... it's safe to cum inside you?". I said "yes.. it's safe... use my pussy to cum in..." as he shot his load inside me. After a minute he laid down next to me and spooned me as he fondled my nipples and caught his breath. I asked him "how long has it been since you've had sex with someone other than Emily?". Bruce, still breathing a little heavy said "It's been many years... before Craig was born". I giggled and said "that sounds boring... have you guys never thought about adding new people into the bedroom before?" Bruce said "we've discussed it recently, which is why we did that last night... but I wasn't sure it was a good idea". I put his hand on my pussy, which was leaking cum and said "it seems like you might see things differently now... otherwise this would probably be considered cheating... right?". He was quite for a bit and then said "I guess so... I guess I should talk to her more about it". I kissed his cheek and said "I think that would be great for both of you". He smiled, but looked a little nervous. I said "I think I'm done with you for now, I'm going to go back to sleep while you get ready for work". He chuckled and said ok as he got out of bed and started getting dressed. I smiled at him and said "we'll have more fun with Emily when you get back". Bruce smiled and said "it'll give me something to look forward to" as he walked toward the door. "Bruce" I said before he closed the door behind him "I'm still going to fuck your friend tomorrow". He smiled at me as he closed the door, and I thought about the teasing and fucking I'd be doing tomorrow as I drifted back to sleep.

Well, the week was coming to a close. it had been the most eventful week of my life and I tried to comprehend how I was going to go back to my life. For the three previous nights I had taken great pleasure in being the sexual educator for three recent High School graduates from the girls boarding school camp from across the cove from me. It seemed the more the week went on the more of a "hands-on" teacher I had become. Last night I had a sex a record breaking three times with three record breaking girls. I was proud of myself as I got each of them to reach orgasm on their first sexual encounter. They wouldn't forget me any time soon. I knew they would be back tonight, but I followed my normal routine. I ate dinner, then stripped down and took a bath in the lake. i stayed naked on the beach for a while just in case they were watching through their telescope. I grew hard at the thought of their three amazing bodies, but especially at Stacy, the beautiful blonde's, request to do her again soon. As darkness fell I slipped on my shorts and waited by the fire. Each night they had moved in quietly especially when they came by canoe, but tonight I could hear them talking and laughing long before I could even see them. Finally in the distance I could see a canoe illuminaqted by the sun. They had been so quiet and sneaky the previous nights, I was surprised by their lack of stealth. It was then that I realized that there was more than one canoe. There was more like six. No, seven. No, twelve. In the light of the moon I could now see twelve canoes coming my way. That is when I clued in that I wasn't hearing the voices of three girls, but of many. Possibly twelve canoes worth. But were they coming to my camp? After watching them grow closer for several minutes, I heard Melody's voice from the lead canoe. "Zeus, we have brought others to the beach of the god!", she said with a playful tone. I stepped into the water to help them bring their canoes in, but was only truly helpful to a few of them as I could not possibly keep up with their arrival. "Hey girls, what's going on?", I said trying to mask my confusion. "Well", Melody said, "On Friday night of camp the graduates get a free night. They let us go off and do pretty much what we want to. I had told some of the girls about Zeus beach and some of them didn't believe me." I got lost for a second remembering the feeling of her long thin body on top of mine as I thrust into her in my tent the night before. My initial desire was to tear off her clothes and take her right there, but there seemed to be another agenda in place. "So we thought we would show them where the god resides", Stacy said flashing those gorgeous blue eyes at me. As always the other girls paled in her beauty. Her blonde hair was flowing in the light breeze off of the lake and her legs screamed to wrap around me again and let my drive deep inside of her. "They said we were exaggerating and making stories up", Suzanne added. She had all of the buttons on her polo undone, revealing her vast cleavage. "Yes, I do believe that you were exaggerating", a girl with short blonde hair stepped forward. She was attractive with dark blue eyes and a well formed figure. "Unlike most of these girls, I have a little experience we think that their stories are a little far-fetched". It seems that my camp had become famous throughout the week of girls camp and now my three girls were being questioned. "What kind of things do you not believe?", I inquired. "They've told stories about blow jobs, sex, orgasms and your size I told them that your first always seems big.", she responded with skepticism. "We're not exaggerating", Melody inturrputed. "It's all true. Show 'em Zeus." She gestured to me. These girls had been the most amazing thing I'd ever experienced and I wanted to help them in any way possible. I just hoped it was enough. "Stacy, could I have a little help?", I asked the beautiful blonde as I held my arms out to the side. Stacy stepped over and slowly began to pull my shorts down. It was amazing to see her as she slid down with my shorts and gave me a kiss on the tip before moving aside to reveal my cock to the thirty or so girls on the beach. "Well?", Suzanne said with both hands on her hips as she stared at the unbeliever, "Have you had bigger?" The girl's eyes popped a little as she gazed upon my plump cock hanging in front of her. After a moment of pause she said, "It's pretty big", she clearly didn't want to lose face when one of the girls behind her said, "It's the biggest cock I've ever seen and I've had a few" The short-haired blonde responded, "I think I've probably had one just a little bigger". "He hasn't even gotten started", Stacy said, "Watch this". She dropped to her knees and cradled my balls in her right hand while picking up my cock with her left and wrapping her lips around my tip. I had taught her well and could hear the gasps from the other girls watching. There I stood buck naked in front of thirty eighteen year old girls with the hottest of all of them on her knees sucking my cock. I felt my balls tighten and I hardened almost instantly. "Good job Zeus", she said as she removed my cock from her mouth and looked up at me. "Good job yourself", I said flashing a smile back at her. She pulled away from me, revealing my hard cocking bobbing in the wind. I could feel the cool breeze blow across my cock, still wet with her saliva. All eyes were focused on my cock. This was a spot I'd never been in before and thought I should savor. "Holy crap!", I heard from another girl in the group. "What do you say now, Wendy?", Melody asked the girl with the short blonde hair. "All I have to say is", she paused as if still trying to save face, "how the crap do you fit it in your mouth, much less your cunt?" The girls laughed as Wendy stepped closer to examine me. The funny thing was that I had become used to the activity of a young hot girl examining my uncovered fully erect cock. It'd been happening all week. "i gotta try it", she said looking up at me, "Can I?", she asked like a kid wanting ice cream off of the ice cream truck. "That's up to them", I told her while gesturing to my three sexy students. "C'mon you guys", she said looking over at them. "Just one suck", Suzanne responded, clearly enjoying the infusion of power. Wendy wrapped her hand around my pulsating cock and looked up at me with a smirk on her face. "You are huge", she said and then wrapped her lips around me. I could feel her tongue roll across my tip as she put me as far into her mouth as she could. She moaned as she sucked on my cock and I could already feel pleasure rising up. "That's enough", Stacy said as she moved close to me, "What do you want to do tonight sweetie?" "I leaned into her ear and spoke softly, "You." She smiled and looked at the array of girls on my beach. "OK girls", she announced, "clothes off, it's skinny dipping time". They all began to strip off their clothes. It was a buffet of young breasts, flat bellies and tight pussies all over the place. I felt like I was in one of those, what doesn't belong, pictures. It was then that I saw Stacy fully disrobed in front of me. All of the other firm bodies seemed like a background for the true masterpiece. Her breasts looked even more plump than the night before and her nipples were as hard as a rock. The curve of her side was like a smooth slope on a snow topped mountain and her legs were toned and long. "Let's do this", she said softly as she wrapped her fingers around my hard cock once more. This time she pushed me onto my back on the towel, straddled me and lowered down onto me. I could hear girls cheering and splashing around us, but the feeling of her wet pussy slowly engulfing me was overwhelming. I reached up and cupped her prefect breasts in my hands and she began to rise and fall. I was deeper inside of her than the night before, but she seemed to like it. I knew I could lose it any second, but wanted to hang on until she climaxed. I could feel sliding on and off of me as her hair flipped in the night sky. After only a couple of minutes her mouth opened again and just like the night before she held her breath. I knew it was the time I had been waiting for. I arched my back lifting her body up as she was balanced by my cock. She gulped when I did as I was now as deep inside of her as I could get. She began to shout out in pleasure as I released my load into her. Stacy began to bounce on my arched body intensifying both of our orgasms. Finally I lowered back down and she fell against my chest. "You're really good at that", she said out of breath. "Well, you're a natural", I told her, amazed that such an unbelievable body was pressed up against mine with my cock still inside her. It was then I heard some of the girls cheering and applauding, as they had witnessed the whole act. "Do you believe us now, Wendy?", Stacy said as she rolled off of me allowing my cum to drip from between her legs. "Well, Yea!", she said, clearly aroused by the circumstances, "But I want to test it out first hand", she said as she ran her finger up my drenched cock. "Let's see what you're capable of", she said as she got on her knees and removed her polo. The girls all began to cheer as she unclasped her bra revealing a very nice set of plump C Cups. She slid down her shorts and panties kicking them off into the sand and I could see her whole body. She was very athletically built. Her hips were a little wider than many girls her age, but was one of the many signs of a mature body. She was clearly an early bloomer. She proceeded by allowing her hard nipples to run up the bottom side of my cock that was still firm from my experience with Stacy. The feeling sent chills up my entire body. She smiled at me as I shuttered from her touch. Wendy proceeded to kiss up my chest giving me a little bite on the neck. About that time my cock and her pussy met and I could feel her soaking wet entrance. She slid me into her and paused momentarily. "You are really big", she whispered almost to herself and then she completely engulfed me. Her warm pussy was more spacious than those I had experieced previously this week and began to rotate her hips like a belly dancer. The sensation I received proved to me that she knew her way around a cock. As she swirled her hips I began to thrust up into her. "Wow", she paused clearly feeling me deep inside of her. She rolled and I thrusted until her cheeks began to get flush. Her movement slowed and I continued to push myself inside of her. "yes", she said almost as a whisper, then, "Yes", louder and, :"Yes!". As she shouted the girls around began to cheer. Then I blew again filling her with warm cum. Her orgasm lasted for a long time and we both finished about the same time. Wendy flopped off of me onto the sand with a smile on her face. There I lay with juices from Wendy and Stacy. My cock was still partially erect and poking straight up in the air on display for the thirty girls to view. "C'mon", Suzanne said, "Let's get you cleaned up". She proceeded to hold my cock as if she was holding my hand as I stood and walked to the water with her. Even after all of the activity I felt a tingle as she lightly caressed my dripping cock. Once we were in the water all of the girls swam around floating by and asking questions at times. Some would ask to touch my cock and others would just brush me as they went by. Melody and Suzanne stayed close keeping their hands on me most of the time. After a little while I began to grow quite firm from their touches and Melody said, "Hmmm", I wonder how long I can hold my breath?". The long, thin brunette proceeded to go underwater and then I felt her lips wrap around me as her hand cradled my balls. Her warm mouth was a contrast to the cool water. I could feel pleasure throughout my entire body as she did her magic on my cock. When she came up for air she would wrap her other hand around my cock and pump me. Then it was back down again for more. It was truly amazing how long she could stay under and I was more than happy to be experimented on. Her warm mouth would push the cool water away from my cock and then slide back to expose it again. Her right hand tugged on my balls and then she was up for air again, pumping me with her left hand hard. It only took a few breaths before I exploded in her mouth. Just like before she didn't withdraw but seemed to swallow every drop. She gasped for air as she came to the surface and I couldn't help but pull her close and kiss her deeply. Her thin body felt weightless in the water as her firm breasts pressed against my chest. I could still taste my cum in her mouth. When we finished the kiss she just looked at me and smiled. At that point I realized that someone else had ahold of my cock and several other hands were on my body. Over the next several hours I received hand jobs, blow jobs and all out sex from a number of extremely attractive young ladies. Blondes, brunettes, read-heads, jet black hair, tall and thin, white, asian, hispanic, short and plump and everything in between. I lost track of who was doing what when I was on my knees with a girl between my legs blowing me, while I ate another one. At the same time I had my hand in a pussy. I don't know how many times I climaxed nor do I know how many times I gave a climax. It was just hours of touching, sucking, thrusting and licking. At moments I would look around and see four or five beautiful naked bodies spread around still enjoying the afterglow of their experience, but I already had two more on top of me. As light crept onto the horizon the girls began to gather their clothes and head for the canoes. As they departed they kissed me and ran their hands and lips across my cock. After a deep kiss from Melody and a long caress from Suzanne, they had loaded up. There stood Stacy in her polo and khaki shorts, just like the first time I saw her and I stood their completely naked, just as she had watched me for years. She wrapped her hand around my cock, pulled me close and kissed me deep, long and wet. "Thank you", she said to me. "Anytime", I responded with a smile, "anytime" Stacy climbed into the canoe and paddled away with the other two girls. As I turned around to try to find my shorts I saw a sign carved out of wood and attached to a tree. It read, "Zeus Beach". I pulled my shorts on as the girls disappeared in the dusk and realized that I was a very, very lucky man.

I Suppose we have all done things we are not proud of, I like to think of myself as a gentleman, always accept no for an answer, never force myself on a woman. But I have let myself down on occasion. It was about 1988, I was serving in the Royal Navy, we had been a long time at sea and looking forward to a break in Toronto, Canada. After a long slog up the Great St Lawrence Seaway we tied up alongside this beautiful city, the gangway went down and we were off like a crowd of randy alley cats. To my surprised delight I scored in the first bar, a lovely local lass with tits bigger than our guns and legs as long as our masts. About the only fault I could find was she had no car, but no matter. She took me down to a beach, a real beach even though we were a long way from the sea. We spent half the night fucking up a storm, she was inexperienced but enthusiastic as hell, her screams and yelps bringing laughs from other couples nearby in the dark. We took a taxi back to her place where I was very put out to be kissed and said goodnight too, I had assumed the main event was yet to come. Sulking I went back to my ship and an uncomfortable, narrow bunk instead of a decent bed and a naked Canuck to play with. The next morning I got a call from her on the switchboard, she wanted to meet up, I truthfully told her I was stuck on board all day, in charge of opening the ship up to local visitors, and lied and said I could not make it that night, I intended to find someone up for an all nighter. By all accounts none of the crew had failed to score, the Toronto girls were very, very welcoming. About midday this apparition came up the gangway with the steady stream of civilians coming to take the tour. The goddess was wearing what I later learned was a Blue Jay Cheer Leader outfit that left acres of bare leg glowing in the sun and the T shirt practically screamed the girl had no bra on under it. She had the gob smacked attention of every man jack sailor but she ignored them and came up to me and hugged me, sending my stock through the roof and only then did I recognise her for the girl on the beach. As we said our hellos an older woman came up to us and snapped “Lisa, stop making a spectacle of yourself!” Lisa sulkily introduced Maria, her mother. Mom was a hottie too, if I had not scored her daughter she would have been in my sites, she was a more mature version of her leggie, busty daughter. A brief row broke out, Lisa accusing her mother of spying on her. I broke it up by offering them a personal tour of the ship. There are a lot of what we call companion ways on a ship, but civilians call ladders and as was the custom I helped the ladies up each one, standing below in case they slipped. Hey, it’s a shit job, but the British Sailor is up for it! Lisa’s tiny pleated skirt could not even begin to hide the matching blue thong that her bum was hugging to death and the sight of it and the memory of her warm wet pussy opening to me on the beach soon had me limping with a raging hard on. Mom was not helping, Maria had a denim mini skirt on that kept riding up and showing delicate lacy panties, I was having trouble breathing. Had I only been escorting one of them we would have broken the tour route to call into my bunk space where I would have demonstrated how to swing up into the bunk. As it was I regretfully took them back to the gangway. Lisa kissed me long and deep and whispered if I could get free she would be waiting in the same bar tonight. She skipped off but mom hung around and gave me the third degree, what were my intentions, was I with her last night, why was she home so late. I seemed to be allying her fears with my smooth lies when she suddenly asked. “How old are you?” I blinked, I had never been asked that before, they usually hit you with "Are you married?". “Thirty five.” She looked like I had just punched her. “I am the same!” She gasped. Given her outrage I was glad I had not told her the truth, I was thirty eight. “Well that is a coincidence!” I said brightly, she seemed to be handing my lines, but I was spoken for it seemed. “Thirty-five!” She repeated. “Do you think it is appropriate you are hanging around with a fifteen year old girl?” I saw he wince in real pain as I grabbed her arm by the bicep and forced her into the shadow of towed array, out of sight of gawkers. “Ow, you hurt me!” When stressed she had a definite French accent. “Fifteen?” I hissed furiously. “She cannot be fifteen!” “Yes yes!” Maria insisted. “My leetle girl, she is only fifteen, you are older than her father, curse him!” I tried to compose myself, it was a nightmare, I would get chucked in prison here and then drummed out of the Navy, if they ever let me out alive. “You must not see her again,” Maria wined, trying to get out of my grip. “She is lovely girl, I know, but it is not right.” My mind was racing, all very well dumping Lisa, but suppose she decided to get revenge on me? “You will have to tell her she cannot see me,” I said, let her be mad at mom. “And tell her you have spoken to the Captain, that you do not want a sailor seeing your daughter, tell her that!” “Yes yes!” She managed to break free with a mewl of pain, rubbed her arm, bruised from my fingers. It might have all ended there, nice and peaceful, but she added. “I will do anything you want!” My grand stand views up her skirt flashed back at me, my hand went back on her, but gently this time, at her breast, my thumb found the nub of nipple beneath the soft fabric of her blouse, traced the lace of her bra. She stared down at my hand, did not scream or run or even flinch. “Your daughter is lovely,” I breathed. “I know I should not see her, but I have been at sea so long.” “I understand,” he voice shook. “But not her,” she licked her lips, looked right in my eyes. “But not her, please!” “Then who?” I breathed, my other hand rested on the silk smooth skin of her thigh, slid up her skirt to cup one soft bum cheek dressed with lace. I moved my face close to hers, she sort of scrunched up her face but did not turn it, I pressed my lips to hers, they were stiff, unresponsive, I waited, touching them with the tip of my tongue, slowly caressing her breast and bum. Her lips parted slightly and very briefly her tongue tapped mine, then she firmly pushed me away. “I need someone tonight,” I told her softly. I had pushed her back against the big drum of the cable feed, she straightened up, standing a little unsteady on her feet which she looked down at, not meeting my eyes. “You can see me tonight,” she paused. “If you must, only promise not my Lisa.” “I promise,” I agreed. “What is your address?” I passed the rest of the day in a dream state, when we done I showered and changed, jogged off the ship to flag a taxi, on the scrap of paper with her address she had written 6pm and underlined it twice. The taxi took me to a quiet suburb with colonial houses that had been converted to apartments. Checking the number I buzzed flat 3, then again after a long pause. There was no reply, I checked my watch, bank on 18:00, irritated I pressed and held the buzzer. “Oui?” A nervous voice squeaked from the speaker. “Ici Michelle!” I retorted. There was another long pause. I was not put out, this was not my first rodeo as they say on this side of the pond, people characterise older women as confident, self-assured, but I knew from experience it was often the exact opposite, widows and divorces that had been off the market for a long time made hard work of getting back out there. Finally she realised I was not going and the door chunked, I pushed it open and vaulted up the steps, in a high state of excitement. The flat door was locked, I knocked loudly, she would not want the neighbours getting interested. Sure enough a chain rattled and the door popped open, Maria peered out, looking anxiously up and down to see if anyone was watching, she seemed a lot smaller without her heels and was nervously clutching a thick bathrobe about her that did nothing for her, she looked at least ten years older than me rather than three younger. “You came!” She whispered, accusingly, as if our deal had been I would not. “Lisa is waiting if you prefer?” I said. Maria glared at me, shuffled her bare feet. “I have spoken to her, she will not see you now! She will be safe.” In the bar near the dock I had found her in, with three hundred horny matelots on the prowl? I doubted that. “Okay, I will say hi if I see her, au-revoir Madam!” I turned to leave. “Wait!” I was going nowhere. “You are bad man,” Maria whispered, which hurt me, it was true, but still… “You should be ashamed, to use a mother’s love against her!” I reached and flipped open the knotted belt of her bath robe, it fell open, exposing her naked golden skin and the broadest nipple aurora I had ever seen, like saucers. She gasped and pulled the robe back shut. I placed my hands on her shoulders, physically pushed her back in the door, heeled it shut behind me, she glanced over my shoulder as if debating making a run for it. My hands gripped the folds of her robe at the shoulders, pushed it down to her waist and wrists, imprisoning her arms, fascinated I stroked the nipples, traced the brown circles that took up so much of the firm breasts, she breathed shudderingly and her nipples reacted, firming up, the brown area crinkled and became more prominent. “Take it off,” I told her. Her hands made a couple of tentative moves to the knot, stopped each time, then with a resigned jerk the knot was gone, the robe flopped down to her feet. I put my arms around her, her head came to my chest, my hand in her hair found a big clip thing which I tugged free, stroked down her light brown hair to a glowing fan at her back. She was breathing hard, shaking, I let her calm a little then said. “Take us to your bedroom.” That was me being as fair as I could be given my heightened state, if she refused I would leave, no more games, take my chances down town Toronto. Her head stayed at my chest for a long minute, then she pulled back, her small hand found one of my shovel sized hands and timidly she led the way, walking nude into her bedroom, taking me with her. The room had a window, firmly curtained shut, a double bed, made up fresh, ironed sheets, two pristine pillow cases each side. I just knew it had been made up for me. She stood uncertainly, my first instinct was to push her onto the bed, go to work on her with my mouth and hands, loosen her up, get her into the mood. But I was getting such a kick from her nervous indecision, from this sense of power over her, I wanted to milk it. I undressed without ceremony, exposing my 7” rampant cock, pointing eagerly up at her, she looked down at it as if it were a rabid dog. I took it in my hand, brandished it. “Your daughter was going to get this tonight,” I said cruelly. “Now I am going to show you what she is missing!” I stepped up to her, she stepped back, her legs hit the side of the bed and she automatically sat down. I straddled her legs, standing up, took a firm handful of her hair with my free hand and guided my prick to her mouth with the other. She mumbled a shriek of protest as she realised what I intended, jerked her face aside, lips pressed tight together. I let it go, bent my knees, placed my prick between her breasts, let go of it and gathered her hair with both hands, stopped her from pulling back as I socked right up to her, my prick burying deep in her cleavage, the top of my thighs pressing against those huge nipples. She could keep her head turned all night if she wanted, this was find with me. I rocked my hips and knees gently, pacing myself, my prick pistoned up and down between her tits, it was a warm night and soon a light coating of sweat formed between us, making the movement silky and delicious, I moaned in appreciation, she kept her head turned, her mouth and eyes screwed tight shut. When she stopped trying to pull back I eased my grip on her hair, combed it around with my fingers to form a little blanket over her breasts, hiding my shaft as it worked beneath. “You are going to get a spunk shampoo,” I promised her. “Going to shoot all in your hair and rub it in.” “No!” She opened her eyes and mouth suddenly. “No please! I have just washed it!” I laughed in delight. “S’okay, I will help you wash it again!” “No time!” She wailed. “I go at seven, I have to go to my work.” I paused my movement, bloody angry. One hour? That was all she was giving me? “Seven?” I hissed in fury. “I will piss in your hair as well, how will you like that? One hour is all your Lisa is worth, all I am worth?” Her eyes looked scared but she was determined. “Not my hair!” For answer I took her chin, turned her face to me and pulled her jaw down, for a moment she clamped her mouth shut again, then with a resigned sigh let her mouth fall open. She made no move to assist and my tip scraped against her motionless teeth, I hissed at the sharp pain, then got deeper into her mouth and her teeth raked the skin of my shaft with pleasant firmness. I groaned in deep pleasure, hugging her head, sliding up into her until she started to bite in panic and heave a little in her chest, I pulled back a little until she calmed, then nudged back and forth, just an inch each way, she made animal, guttural grunts and her hands reached up, pushed mine off her head, I let her do it, but ready to grab her again, when free she pulled back slightly and took a deep breath through her nose, one small hand tightly gripped the base of my prick, the other reached under and lightly grabbed my balls, but her nails gave a couple of warning twitches, I got the message, no shoving. Her mouth went down my prick with a wet slurp, then up all the way, popping out, she breathed again and then spat several times on my shaft before descending on it with her mouth, working it fast, up and down, adding to the lubrication by swirling her tongue about the tip, then flattening it to swallow my shaft to the edge of her throat. She was too good, too fast, I could not last like this, I tried to slow her down but her nails twitched at my balls when I tried to get a grip on her hair. Helplessly I had to let her draw me to an explosion but at the last possible second she stopped, pulled her mouth off me and the hand at the base of my prick tightened like a vice, cutting off circulation to my prick and slowly forcing back the rising explosion. She very slowly wanked me, looking from my eyes to my shaft, her expression one of concentration. Once the threat of coming had faded she sensed it and spat on my prick again, slowly worked the moisture over the shaft, then spat again and again until she had lined it with her slightly greasy saliva, She then firmly forced me to take a step back, stood up, turned her back to me, knelt across the bed, dropping her head down she pulled a pillow under it and shoved her bum right up into the air. I started to kneel, intending to lick the inviting tunnel she had presented for me, but she murmured “non, entre!” I stepped back up to the bed, she wiggled her raised bottom back toward me, I took her hips in my hands and slipped into the deliciously welcoming depths of her cunt. Muscles clenched at me, I pushed in smoothly, lubricated by her spit, until my thighs pressed against the back of hers. My prick was in a heaven of undulating muscles and stiff ridges, as I slid in and out of her it was like sliding into a velvet tube surrounded by marbles, her cunt slurped as my motions drew down her juices, they flowed over and between us and popped and spat little spurts out of her as I fucked her deep and hard. Her bottom dropped down onto the bed with a long moan from her, I scrambled up onto her, my prick still in her, straddling her legs, by hands on her back, pushing with all my strength, the bed yielding then bouncing back up, generating a deep “Unh!” from her each time. The tidal wave she had conquered came rushing back, up my thighs and into my stomach, then spiralling through my prick and I collapsed down on her, her face turned to mine and we stared at each other as the flood burst out of my and into her with long wet blasts that drew shudders out of me, I swear I saw her give a private little smile, as if she had got one over me and not the other way around. She gave me about a minute then wriggled out from under me, I was a dead weight, drained and exhausted, my part erect prick came out with an audible plop and a small flood rushed out of her, staining the duvet with bright wetness. Tsking to herself she tucked her hair into a shower bonnet, stepped out and I heard the rush of a shower, then she was back, dressing gown on, cap gone, like nothing had happened since I arrived at her door. She opened drawers and a wardrobe, dressed with economic movements, not like a girlfriend at all, aware of you watching, more like your mother. She put on a smart dark skirt and blazer, a plain blouse and low heels, added a few dabs of make up and was ready. “Allors, vite!” I laughed hollowly. “I am going nowhere yet, honey, you have drained me!” She glanced at her watch, tsked again, looked me over with a critical eye, I doubted I cut much of a heroic figure, sprawled in my own cum. She pointed to the door, made a turning gesture. “Lock it, when you leave!” I nodded, heard her let herself out, then nothing. When I woke the apartment was in darkness, I managed to find the hallway light and then the living room, there were soft drinks in the fridge in the little kitchen, I helped myself to coke and drank if naked, sprawled on the couch, replaying the evening with a proud grin. So just then there is a sort of scrabble of a key a pause then the apartment door is pushed open, Lisa, looking at the key in her hand and the door in puzzlement, then she saw me. Apparently Canadians are okay with finding naked men in their lounge, she slipped the door too, walked in and got herself a coke. “You got my message, I see!” She cracked the can, leaned on the breakfast bar to stare at me, rather hungrily I thought, also a bit vaguely, she had obviously been drinking something harder than coke. I sat up, trying to look cool with being nude, if I went to get my clothes she could not help but see me go to her mother’s room for them. “How did you get in?” Frown. “Please tell me my mother was not here!” “Door was unlocked,” I lied. “She is hopeless, well you have made yourself at home, haven’t you?” She was still in the cheer leader outfit and the trainers strolled across to set her down on the couch next to me. “I am sorry, I just…” “Do I look like I mind?” she crooned, her free hand slid to my crotch and gave my semi rigid prick a little shake, how do you do? I was trapped, and I really needed an escape, because semi was starting to turn into hard. “I did not really expect to see you,” Lisa chattered on, examining her handiwork. “She told me she warned you off.” She took a long slug of coke, and before I could react ducked and took me into her mouth, surrounding my prick head with freezing, sparkling fluid. “Hell fire!” I gasped and dragged her head up, she dribbled coke on me and looked hurt. “Don’t you like it?” “Of course I like it!” I exploded. “But I do not want to get the next one from some nonce in the pedo wing!” She mouthed my words, then blinked. “Pedo?” “You are fifteen, your mother told me!” She pulled away, sitting back against the arm of the couch, looking at me. “I am fifteen and fourteen months,” she said slowly. “But if you believed her why are you here?” “I…” I got the math. That bitch! “I did not want to just not see you again.” “It is a stupid rule,” she declared, how can it be illegal once side of midnight and fine the other?” “Try telling it to the judge,” I muttered. Her expression suddenly brightened and she leapt up, grabbed a photo off a shelf, brandished it at me. “I see! Clever you!” Clever me, the photo was of a bunch of girls in their best, Lisa in the middle, in the back, a banner. “Happy Sixteenth Lisa!” She put the photo back, toes off her trainers, sat back down and put her legs over mine, her toes caught and massaged my prick, expertly I thought. “Now where were we?” Fucking your mother, I thought silently. “When does your mother get back?” I asked aloud. Lisa’s eyes narrowed. “If you are hoping for a mother daughter threesome you are out of luck, sailor!” She warned. I slipped a hand up her pleated mini skirt, hooked a finger into her thong and pulled it toward me, she lifted up her bum to oblige me. “Oh I don’t think I would survive you both,” I said aloud and added "together" silently. Lisa kicked away the thong, I finger tips stroked the trimmed fluff of her pussy. “I saw you looking up my mother’s skirt, your dirty bastard!” She gasped as I slid a finger over the lips of her vagina. “I was looking up yours too,” I pointed out reasonably. “Did you get a good eyeful?” “Not as good as I am now.” She caught my hand, pressed it harder to her pussy, trying to get me to slip into her, I resisted. “I meant of my mother’s cunt!” I thought of Maria on her hands and knees, on the bed, showing me all. “Oh yes, I saw pretty much everything.” She was panting now, scrabbling at my teasing fingers. “Which one did you like the best?” I took a leg in each hand, twisted her over onto her front, pushed her knees under her and flipped the skirt out of the way, getting the same grand stand view of her pussy, she rested on her elbows, the can fallen unnoticed to the floor, I sucked my fore and middle finger, slid them up her pussy. Her head snapped back and she bared her teeth. “Well?” She hissed. I worked my moist fingers into her. “I need to give it more thought,” I replied, shifting onto my knees. “Oh God!” she wailed as I pulled my fingers hard out. “Bet your mummy would love it like this!” I hissed into her ear, she snarled wordlessly and I went in hard, all the way, her resisting cunt caught on my shaft and she was driven off her elbows, her upper body collapsing over the couch arm, the rest pinned by me, my prick drilling on all the way while she wildly shook her head, mouth wide, screaming silently. I was very rough on her, each hard thrust sending her flopping to the floor, then pulling her back by her legs so I could drive in again and again, at some point I timed it wrong and she catapulted off the couch, landing full on the floor, but she was up at once, swarming onto me, making me sit up, feet on the floor, she sat over me and with a couple of winces got me inside her, began to gyrate, her tits deliciously stroking my chest. “Tell me more!” She demanded in a hoarse croak. When I was silent, baffled she hissed in frustration. “Tell me about fucking my mother, tell me how I do better!” This was kind of weird, but I am okay with weird, there was little in the way of sanity in her face, just lust and greed. “You are doing better,” I told her. “Your mother just lay there and let me do all the work.” Lisa groaned, her eyes rolled, her cunt was gripping me like a pair of pliers. “More! Tell me more!” She gasped. “Her cunt is nice and juicy,” I breathed in her ear. “But it is a bit loose, not like you, you have a cunt like a steel trap.” “Am I as juicy as her?” She demanded. “Let’s see!” I got my hands under her arms, lifted her up off me with a tearing sensation and put her on her feet, standing on the couch, my head buried in her burning hot, soaking pussy, I licked deep. “Oh God yes, you are much juicier, and you taste fantastic!” She bent her knees, pushing her crotch harder to my face, I swirled my tongue as deep up her as I could, unable to talk, but it did not stop her. “I want her to watch us, want her to see how much better I am than her, when she gets back, we will tie her up, make her watch me being fucked by you, you will have to make me scream for mercy, can you do that?” She was rubbing furiously at herself as I licked her, I could feel her climax rising, heard it in the strain in her voice. “Can you humiliate her?” She demanded of me. “Can you?” I pulled my mouth free of her, watched her bringing herself to completion just an inch away, one of my hands flayed at my prick, the other held her legs, she was jerking so wildly I was afraid she would fall again. “When I am about to cum in you, I will pull out and shoot it into her hair!” I promised. “Christ, yes!” She screamed. “Show me, show me!” I slipped out from in front of her, turned her to sit her on the couch, still plunging her fingers into herself, I stood up and shot into her silky hair, strong, fluid bursts of sticky cream cum, plastering her hair, dripping down her breasts. Her fingers stopped with a last fierce thrust and she shook all over. “Oh that is disgusting, stop, please stop, how can you do that to me?” She moaned. I combed my fingers through her hair, spreading it, “I hate you, I hate you!” She gasped. As we showered together a bit later, me carefully washing her hair which she seemed to delight in, I voiced my concern. “Are you sure she will not be back while two?” “Positive,” she replied dreamily. “Later, the club she works in does not shut until two.” I rinsed her carefully then cupped some conditioner. “Hope you do not mind me saying, but you have some sort of issue with your mother, don’t you?” She stiffened, but relaxed as I stroked her hair. “She fucked my boyfriend, right here, in the apartment, in the bedroom next to mine, I had to listen to it all, both of them, comparing me to her, how much better she was, so much more experienced..” She hugged me suddenly. “Don’t worry, I know you did not really fuck her.” I stroked her back. “I would kill you if I thought you had!” Mike

This is part 2 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a man in the East Midlands of England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so happy and never had so much pleasure. Vanessa Week commencing May 11 Had an accident on Wednesday while I was doing the washing-up and broke a plate. Jon immediately put me over his knee and gave me 10 smacks with his hand. It was all over before I really realised what was happening. But not quick enough for me to miss the lump in his trousers that was pressing into my stomach. When it was over. I thanked him for giving me what I deserved, and asked him if could show him how sorry I was by giving him relief to the bulge in his trousers. No sooner that he had said, “yes,” I unzipped him and took him in my mouth. He has good staying power because it took me nearly 10 minutes to get him to cum. I kept sucking until he had gone soft. The good weather didn’t hold, and by Thursday we were getting thunderstorms. Half way through the Thursday night, I went into Jon’s room, and ask if I could get into bed with him. As usual for the middle of the night he just grunted and went back to sleep. I woke up next morning, with Jon on top of me, holding my wrists above my head, and pumping in and out of me. It’s a brilliant way to wake up. Saturday May 16 It was now 3 weeks since I started my new job, and after breakfast Jon sat me down and asked me what my feelings were. He said that I should speak freely and that nothing I said would be the cause of any punishment. I told him all about the thought that I had had the previous Saturday morning. He seemed pleased but said that I should get out more on my days off and meet a few people. He also suggested that I start looking for a part-time job and asked me what I would like to do. I said that I wouldn’t mind working in a pub for a couple of nights or in a clothes shop for a couple of days a week. Jon said that we would go to the little dress shop where we had had some fun in and ask the girl there if she knew of any jobs going. Jon told me that he was pleased with the progress that I was making with my new life style but was a little disappointed in the lack of mistakes that I was making. I then told him that I was his to do as he pleased and if that meant punishing me for no reason then I would not complain. He could use me as and when he wanted, for anything he wanted. I told him that my only concern was that he would allow other men to abuse my body and that I wanted to keep it for him alone. I was then told that I had no need to worry on that count; there were too many unpleasant diseases around for him to risk getting one. Jon also told me that he was going to be away on business a few times over the next few months and that we might even go on holiday abroad in the summer. I am really looking forward to that as I’ve never been abroad before and now understood why Jon had me send in a passport application form. After the talk I cleaned up, put a dress on and we went into town. When we got to the centre of the Shopping Centre Jon told me to go to the little dress shop where Kelly worked and ask her if she knew of any jobs going. I was then to go to the market and get some material and a pattern for a Tennis dress. I was then to meet him back where we were in two hours. I was pleased to see that Kelly was on her own in the clothes shop. She told me that she didn’t know about any jobs, but would ask around. We started chatting and before I knew it I was telling her all about Jon and my job. As I was telling her I happened to notice that her nipples were pushing out the front of her cotton dress. After about 15 minutes she said that she had come across a dress that made her think of me and had put it to one side, in case I came in again. She asked me if I had time to try it on, and when I said okay she told me to go into the changing cubicle and that she would bring it into me. As I went into the cubicle I saw her turn the ‘open’ sign on the door, and lock it. I took my dress and shoes off and waited for her. After a couple of minutes she came round the corner with this white dress, well the front and back of a dress, the sides consisted of what I can only describe as ‘shoe laces’, all the way up. As she was helping lace it up, she said that she really liked the dress and thought about buying it herself. I said that she would look good in it and asked if she had tried it on. She hadn’t so I said she should, and why not try it after me. She said okay and continued lacing. When she had finished I said that I liked it, but would have to let Jon see it first. With that, Kelly started unlacing me. After the dress was off, she hung it up and then asked me to help her out of her dress. This surprised me a little but I started un-doing the buttons down her front. When I was near her breasts she suddenly turned, brushing her left breast on my hand. She wasn’t wearing a bra. When it was all undone Kelly just let it drop to the floor, revealing that she too had no knickers on. There were now 2 naked women stood inched apart. We both just stood there looking up and down each other. She didn’t have any pubic hair either, and there was something between her legs, but I couldn’t see what. Kelly broke the silence by giving my right breast a quick squeeze and saying “come on, I can’t keep the shop closed for long.” Helping her pull the dress on I had to bend down and with her legs being slightly apart I could see that the ‘something’ between her legs were in fact 2 gold rings about the size of wedding rings. One in each lip. I asked her about them, and she said that she had had them done last year and that they added more possibilities to her sexual pleasure. She spread her legs wider to give me a better look. “What do you think?” she asked me. “Nice idea” I said, “but I bet that it hurt like hell.” “It was worth it” she said. All this time my face was right in front of her shaved pussy, and I could smell her, see her lips getting bigger, and the juices appearing. I just couldn’t help myself; I just kissed her mons and slid my hand up her leg. She pulled the dress off, pulled me to my feet, and gave me a long French kiss. My right hand had never left her pussy and was probing deep into her with absolutely no resistance. The kissing and groping went on for a while before there was a knocking on the shop door. That shook us, and Kelly said, “Not the time or the place” and started putting her dress on. As we walked from the changing rooms I told her that I would talk to Jon about the dress and she said that she would let me know if she found-out anything about a job. With that, Kelly opened the door and I was off. In the market, I found what I was looking for and went back to where I was meeting Jon. He wasn’t there yet so I say on a bench and waited. Not wanting to have crossed legs when he returned I put the shopping bags on my knees. When he finally arrived he just said, “Come on,” grabbed my hand and pulled me up. From there, we went to the kids department in C&A, and I had to pick the right size school blouse, tie, pleated skirt, and white ankle socks. These were in the colours of a big school in town. On the way out, Jon reminded me that all my dresses and skirts had to be no longer than 5” below my pussy. He also told me to wash the blouse a lot of times to get rid of the ‘starchiness’ and make it thinner. Nothing else of any real interest happened that day; we didn’t even go out that evening. Sunday May 17 Went to the Gym again, and I had to wear my white Lycra shorts and top. I felt funny wearing something over my pussy. Jon made me work real hard and I got quite a sweat on. The leg stretch wide machine was interesting and I’m sure that a couple of men that were looking could see my lips creeping out from the 2” crotch. I enjoyed the exercise cycle again and by the time that I got off the 2” of crotch was deep in between my lips, the short, shorts were revealing the bottoms of my cheeks, and both shorts and top were wet with sweat. A couple of the men and a teenage girl were all staring at me when we went out. I’m sure that there would have been more men looking at me, if they hadn’t been so engrossed in their own workouts. We went swimming after that and Jon told me to go like I was. The pool was reasonable quiet with only a few young teenagers in there. After we had done a couple of lengths Jon lifted me out and sat me on the side. I looked down and my white Lycra clothes were virtually transparent. I jumped back in and told Jon. He said that in that case I might as well take the shorts off. Not wanting to hesitate, I took them off and gave them to Jon. He then made me swim another couple of lengths. I got some funny looks from the teenagers but I don’t think that they were sure of what they were seeing. After all, I was under water. The ‘bubble’ machine was nice, all those bubbles erupting from the bottom of the pool. I’m sure that if I had stayed longer, I would have cum. Jon gave me my shorts, and told me to meet him in the spa. Good, I thought, more bubbles. When I got in he asked me for my shorts again. When I gave them to him he put them on the side behind his head and then put his costume on top of them. It was a good job that there was no one else there as I then had to sit in his lap while he fucked me. It was a bit painful to start off with, but once he got in it was good. We managed to look ‘innocent’ for quite a while, even when two of the teenage girls joined us. If only they had known, and how they missed seeing our shorts I will never know. I didn’t manage to cum, but Jon did. All this time, the girls were busy chatting and just ignored us. I got ‘off’ Jon and sat beside him with my chest out of the water. When one of the boys came and joined the girls he couldn’t take his eyes off my breasts. I may as well have been completely naked. Jon slid our shorts back into the water and we put them on. When we got out I stepped from the bottom to the top so that I had to take a big step. This really made the boys eyes open. I think I had made his day. I bet he didn’t get anything like that sight from either if the girls he was with. We went into the steam room and lay on the bench. I ended up with my feet facing a man that was in there. If there hadn’t been so much steam he would have got a right eye full, but that didn’t stop me getting excited thinking about it. Week commencing May 18 On the Monday Kelly rang. I was her day off and she had some news for me. She asked if she could come round. Remembering that Jon had said that it was okay to have friends round I said yes. I was doing the vacuum cleaning in the nude when the doorbell rang. Without even thinking I opened the front door to see Kelly. “It’s a good job it was me at the door and not the Postman” she said. It was only then that I remembered my state of dress. “Jon likes me to be in the nude as much as possible, even when he’s not around” I said, “besides, I’ve got used to being like this and I even get a bit of a thrill doing all the housework without any clothes on.” “Well, that’s just fine by me” Kelly replied. As we were drinking coffee, Kelly told me her news, a Shoe Shop just round the corner from her shop was looking for a part-time assistant, Thursdays and Fridays, but I needed to go and see them as soon as possible. I said that I would talk to Jon, and if he was agreeable I would go there in the morning. After the coffee, Kelly asked me if she could have a look around the house. I had shown her every room but the ‘punishment’ room and started back down stairs. Kelly said, “What’s in this room?” I blushed a little and told her what I called the room. She said that she MUST see inside and opened the door. Inside she asked me what Jon used to tie me to all the rings that were all over the ceiling and walls. I opened a draw and let her look. She picked up the handcuffs and then the tawse and said, “I bet you have a lot of fun with these, can I try them?” Before I could reply she grabbed my wrists and put the cuffs on me and pushed me onto the bed. I just lay there as she pulled her dress off. She was then as naked as me. She climbed onto the bed and holding my arms above my head, climbed on top of me, one knee on either side of my chest. I wasn’t struggling so she let go of my arms, held my head and kissed me. We tried to swallow each other’s tongues for a few minutes before turning round and spreading my legs. She looked down and said, “Wow, what a clit, I’m going to enjoy this as much as you are”. With that she was sucking my clit and pushing her tongue into my hole. This was the first time that a woman had done that to me and I have to say that I was enjoying it. So much so that when I opened my eyes and saw her shaved pussy and those rings, right in front of my face, I reached up and started licking her pussy. Her clit wasn’t as big as mine but her lips seemed to be bigger. Maybe it was something to do with the rings or maybe she was just VERY aroused. She was certainly wet enough. I came first and had trouble concentrating on what I was doing with my mouth. A couple of minutes later she came too. I have never heard another woman have an orgasm before and was a little surprised at how much she screamed and moaned. She collapsed beside me and we both lay there for a few minutes. I didn’t know what to say, I had enjoyed it but it wasn’t as intense as when Jon punished me then fucked me. Kelly got up first, put her dress on, and started walking towards the door. As she reached the door she turned and said, “That was good, must do it again sometime.” With that she was gone. I just had time to get the cuffs of and take a shower before Jon came home. That evening, I told Jon about the job and he agreed to me taking it, if offered. There was only one condition, and that was that I was to stick to his rules about dress code. I told him that that was just fine with me. Tuesday morning, I put my least revealing dress on and went to the Shoe Shop. I got the job and was given a skirt and blouse to wear and told to be back there on Thursday morning. I also bought a pattern and some material for a Tennis Dress that Jon had told me to get. He also told me about some ‘alterations’ that I had to make to the style. When I got home the sun was out so I decided to spend the rest of the day starting an all-over tan in the back garden. At the bottom of the garden there was a 3 rung open fence and then open fields. There is only one small part of the back garden that is over-looked, and that is by a house that Jon tells me has only an old man living in it. Apparently his wife had died a couple of years ago. I was still laid out on the patio when Jon got back from work. “Like sun-bathing Vanessa?” he asked. “Yes Master” I replied. “Well then, after you have got me some food, you can spend another couple of hours laid on the grass further down the garden.” Half an hour later I was laid spread-eagle on a sheet of polythene while Jon was tying my wrists and ankles to fence posts, bushes and trees. Anything he could find to keep me spread wide. He then got the garden hose, disconnected the sprinkler and proceeded to play with my clit until I was wet enough for him to push the hose into my hole. It didn’t take long. He moved it in and out until I was close to cumming, then stopped and then went and turned the tap on a little. Wow, what a feeling. As the water trickled in to me the pressure building up made me cum. As I started to calm down the pressure kept going up and I felt like I was going to burst and started struggling. Jon propped something under my head so that I could see my swollen belly then quickly pulled the hose out. If I hadn’t of seen it for myself I wouldn’t have believe it, the water shot out of me and went about 15 feet. Jon said that we were going to do that again but the next time I had to try to hold the water in and then squirt it out a bit at a time on command. By the third time I had got the hang of it. Jon untied me and I stood up and tried again. I had really got the hang of it and could direct it by leaning my body. Jon said that it was a nice little ‘party trick’. Thursday saw me going into the Shoe Shop at 11 o’clock. I had shortened the skirt to Jon’s ‘approved’ length and I got a look of disapproval from the Manager but she didn’t say anything. I was shown the ropes and it wasn’t long before I served my first customer. As I was squatting down to help this woman I suddenly realised that I was in the ideal position to flash my pussy to the customers. I would have to be very selective but this could be fun. I was a little disappointed to find that I hadn’t found one suitable person before the end of the day. In fact it was the Friday afternoon before a young man asked me to help him. Instead of squatting down with my knees facing sideways I let them face him and kept them a few inches apart. At first he didn’t notice, but then I knew he had because a bulge started to appear in his trousers. After I had finished fastening the shoes I asked him if they were all right. He said that they were too tight and could he try a size larger. I nearly asked him if he meant shoes or trousers. When I got back with the larger size I kept my knees even further apart and gave him a better look. He really took his time deciding if the shoes fitted. Fortunately, or unfortunately, he decided that the second pair fitted, bought them and left. Saturday May 23 Nothing special happened today, Jon had to go to work, so I was on my own until early evening. When he did get back he was so tired that he fell asleep in front of the TV. I spent part of the day making the Tennis dress from the material that I bought earlier in the week. Sunday May 24 We went to a different Sports Centre in the morning and Jon taught me to play Badminton and Squash. The squash was hard work and no one saw me when I had to stretch up for a high shot, but the Badminton was different, the court was one of many in a big hall. I don’t know which was more embarrassing, bending at the knees and risking someone seeing between them or bending at the waist and risking someone seeing my bottom or my breasts. Jon’s ‘alterations’ were to make the front lower and the arm holes a lot bigger. The worst came when I slipped going for a shot and went full-length face down on the floor. I didn’t hurt myself but I’m sure the view from behind must have been ‘interesting’. In the afternoon, we went for a walk in a local park. I had to wear Ben and the progress was slow. When we were in a wooded part Jon told me to take my dress off and he had me up against a tree. I didn’t need any encouragement because of the effects of Ben and I didn’t even take them out when he fucked me. I was a bit worried when he pulled me down onto the ground and we went into what Jon told me was the ‘69’ position. I didn’t want him to swallow one of my balls. His mouth and teeth sucked and dug into my clit and hole as I sucked him clean. I think we both came at about the same time. Week commencing May 25 At work on the Thursday I had ‘flashed’ 2 men and one young woman. Older women just don’t do anything for me at all. Friday was a bad day and a good day. I got sacked at the end of the day. The manager said that she didn’t think I was suitable for the job. I think that she was jealous of the attention that I got from some of the customers. The good thing was that I had worn Ben all day and it wouldn’t surprise me if I had been dripping my juices when I squatted-down in front of the only 2 customers (1 twice) that I served that day. One woman about my age and a middle aged man. The woman didn’t buy any shoes but came back about an hour later and tried-on about 6 pairs. I kept getting glimpses of her knickers and each time the wet patch was getting bigger. The man didn’t know where to look. I got the impression that he wanted to look but felt as though he shouldn’t. Poor man. Jon wasn’t worried that I had been sacked and I’d certainly had some fun. Saturday May 30 The most memorable event of that Saturday was in the Evening. Jon had me put on just a T-shirt and shoes and took me to a swimming pool up the Motorway. All the way there I was thinking that I was sure that I hadn’t seen him pack any swim suites, just towels. As we walked into the entrance I knew I was right and why we didn’t need them. Everyone was naked. There must have been over a hundred naked people, all of different ages, men and women, boys and girls. I saw quite a number of people who had also shaved their pubic hair off and one woman with metal rings in her labia, just like Kelly. There were some really gross looking people. It was then that I realised that clothes were not just to keep us warm and look ‘pretty’, they were there to cover the fat ugly lumps. I had to admire some of those people, if I had a body like some of those; I could NEVER take my clothes off. Anyway, that apart, I found it a very relaxing, natural evening. There was almost nothing sexual about it at all. Well, there wouldn’t have been except that I was wearing Ben and that had caused my lips to be swollen and open. I couldn’t stop looking at the hundreds of dicks. I’ve never seen so many, of every different shape and size. It was so natural swimming in the nude and being able to relax doing it. The last time Jon made me swim with no bottoms on I was so nervous and excited, but I suppose that that was the chance of being caught. The water-slides were fun, all that water being forced, at speed against my pussy. On the way home I told Jon that I had really enjoyed myself and asked if we could go again. Jon told me that we would, and that we would also go on other Naturist events like walking, camping and holidays to warm places. This made me really happy and to show it I asked him if I could, then I leaned over, unzipped him and gave him a blowjob. Sunday May 31 This day was very quiet, that was because I was tied-up (literally) for most of the day. After breakfast, Jon told me not to bother to put a dress on because I wouldn’t need it. He told me to ‘assume the position’ and I had to wait like that for ages. When he did let me get up my legs were so numb that I could hardly stand. I had to follow him up to the ‘punishment room’, and lay spread-eagle on the bed. I was then tied to each corner using thick cotton rope. After that Jon put the ball-gag and blind-fold on me. At the time I didn’t know what he was doing next all I could feel was the bed bouncing up and down as if he was walking on it. Then I started to feel something touching my pussy, it was touching me, then stopped, then again. I had no idea what it was until it stopped moving, then rested just touching me. The bouncing on the bed stopped, then I realised what it was, just as soon as Jon switched it on. It was a vibe. Jon had suspended it from the ceiling and it was just touching my pussy AND vibrating. The next things that I heard were the bedroom door closing, then Jon’s car engine start, so I presumed that he had gone out and left me. After about 10 minutes I started to get a bit excited and wet. As I started to get higher I was getting really frustrated, I could feel the vibe but it was outside me. I wanted it in me and there was nothing I could do. I tried to shuffle my body as much as I could but with it being suspended it just moved as I did. I was getting desperate for it and I could do nothing. This was worse than getting spanked or even the cane. Eventually I came, and came again. The next thing I remember was Jon opening the door and untying me. I just grabbed the vibe and pushed it right in. The relief was fantastic. As I got off the bed I noticed a big wet patch on the bed where my butt had been. I guess my juices really had been flowing. That night Jon took me to a quiet country pub and bought me too many drinks. By the time it was getting to closing time I was a little drunk and Jon had to help me walk out. I haven’t a clue if any of the other customers saw my bum or pussy, I just wasn’t thinking and I can’t remember. Week commencing June 1 A quiet week, starting with a headache. Nothing special happened, and I spent a fair bit of time on Jon’s PC bringing this journal up to date. Saturday June 6 Jon seems determined to get me fit and Jon took me for another bike ride. This time though, I had to use the other bike, the one with a hole in the saddle. I didn’t know what the hole was for - until then, but knowing Jon as I have learned to, I should have guessed. Just before we set off Jon got the butt plug and pushed it up through the hole. Jon then told me to make sure that it was in my vagina when I got on. We set off and I just hoped that I didn’t have to get off in a hurry. We cycled out of the suburbs and into the country. The saddle was a bit painful to start with but after a while (and my juices had stated to flow), I started to enjoy it and really started peddling fast. Jon told me to slow down before I got too tired to ride home. We stopped at a pub for some lunch before cycling home. There was quite a ‘plop’ as I got off the bike and I got a few funny looks and smiles from the locals while we were having lunch on a table outside. By the time I got home I was really desperate for it and pleaded with Jon to fuck me while we were still in the garage. He did, then told me to go and sit on the fence at the bottom of the garden for 30 minutes as a punishment for being so persistent with my pleading. Oh, forgot to say that I took my dress off in the garage before he fucked me so I was in the nude. I got a splinter in my butt while sat on the fence, and had to ask Jon to remove it. You should have seen him laugh. Sunday June 7 Jon thought that we would go to a swimming pool somewhere different today so we drove to a small town towards Birmingham. We went to the sauna first, and that had separate changing rooms. Jon told me to wear just a towel and meet him out the other end of the changing rooms. When I got there, there was a big room with a relaxation area at one end and a small workout area at the other end. When Jon came out we went into the large sauna and sat on one of the benches. There was one other couple in there to start off with but shortly afterwards a group of 5 older teenagers (3 boys and 2 girls) came in. The teenagers all wore swimming costumes but the other couple looked as if they just had towels on. Everyone sat in silence until I whispered to Jon that my feet were cold. As I was sat at one end of a bench and there was still lots of room Jon told me to lift my legs up, turn sideways, and put my feet on the bench. This left me with my knees bent and my feet near my butt. I thought about what I might be showing, but Jon was the next person along the bench so someone would have to lean over him if they wanted to look between my legs. The teenagers started talking about their previous night in the pub and I stopped listening. I was looking at Jon and thinking that this was different to our previous weekends swimming, when I realised that one of the teenage boys on the bench opposite was whispering to one of his mates. He in turn whispered to the other boy and they kept glancing over towards me. At first I didn’t take any notice of them, but then I realised that they were diagonally opposite me, and although they couldn’t see my pussy by looking between my legs, they could see it by looking between my thigh and ankle. I decided not to notice and whispered to Jon to tell him what was going on. He whispered that he knew and that the teenage girls, who were opposite him, were trying to look up his towel. With that, he turned his head towards me and opened his knees. I was looking at one of the girls and her eyes opened wide. I wanted to get a better reaction from the boys so I ‘shuffled down’ a bit, giving them a better view. After a few more minutes the heat was getting too much for me and I asked Jon if we could get out. We went round the back of the sauna where there are a couple of showers facing each other, both with tatty old curtains. We both had a shower and I noticed that Jon had a semi erection. Just as I was about to turn the shower off the other couple that had been in the sauna came round the corner and could clearly see both of us. I smiled at them, turned the shower off, and put my towel round me, and then looked at Jon. He had just turned his shower off and pulled what was left of the curtain back to be confronted by the woman who was looking down at his semi. No one said anything and Jon wrapped his towel round his waist and we went into the relaxation area. We got a drink of water, and went and lay on 2 of the ‘sun’ loungers. There was no one else there but there were some newspapers so Jon threw one to me. We were both laid there with papers on our bent up knees that weren’t together when the teenagers came in and sat on the other beds talking. I could see from the corner of my eye that they were all quickly glancing over to us, then back, but none of them said anything to, or about us, so I didn’t move. I looked up at Jon once, his knees were about a foot apart so he must have been showing as much as me. After about 5 minutes Jon put his paper down and said, “come on, we’re going for a swim.” “Grab your clothes and meet me at the entrance to the changing rooms.” As I went into the Ladies changing room I stopped after going through the door, and held it open a bit. I could hear the teenagers saying things like “did you see that?” “They didn’t have any pubic hair” and “he had an erection”. One of the boys said, “Did you see the size of her clit?” This made me pleased and I let go of the door, collected my things from the locker and went to meet Jon. Back in the corridor I noticed a door that had a sign on it ‘Swimmers Changing Room’. We both went in; it was one big room with about a dozen changing cubicles and 3 small rooms off the main room. These 3 rooms were communal changing rooms that were presumably for school groups during the week. There were a couple of young girls in one of them and Jon told me to follow him into that one. Just as we went in the girls closed their lockers and went out. Jon told me to put my white bikini on while he put his brief costume on. We went into the pool and swam around and used the little slide a few times. There weren’t many people there and no one took any notice of the fact that my bikini was virtually transparent, and that my pussy lips were having trouble staying covered. Jon did pin me against the side once and finger-fucked me for a while. I didn’t quite have an orgasm, but I was close. While Jon was doing that I was wanking him and I managed to get him to cum. There was a young pool attendant wandering around keeping an eye on the swimmers, but he never even glanced at me when I walked passed him to use the slide. I think he might have been gay. When we went to get changed there were 3 young men there just starting to get dressed. Jon whispered to me to give them a show so took my bikini off, faced them and slowly stated drying myself, taking my time drying my hair. All this time they were really taking their time packing their bags and looking at me. When I had finished my hair I looked at them and said, “what are you looking at, haven’t you seen a naked woman before?” Only one of them managed to open his mouth and say “Nnnnnoooooo.” With that I walked up to them, put one leg on the bench and said, “Go on then, have a good look.” They looked at each other then moved closer to me. They even bent down to have a close look at my pussy. All this time Jon was stood at the door to make sure that no one else came into the room. I said to the boys “go on, you can touch me there” so they did. One of them was even brave enough to push his finger in me. After a minute or so Jon said that there was someone coming and the boys hurriedly picked up their bags and left. Jon had just said that to get rid of the boys and then told me to go and take a shower. Not wishing to argue that I had just dried myself, I grabbed my towel and went to the showers. These were cubicles with doors on. I shut the door but didn’t lock it, hung my towel on the back of the door and turned the shower on. After a couple of minutes the door suddenly opened and a middle-aged man started to come in. I turned to look what the noise was and we both stood there facing each other. I didn’t attempt to cover myself and the man looked me up and down, said he was sorry, and left. When I got back to the changing room Jon was there waiting. As I was drying my hair the 2 teenage girls from the sauna came in and saw me. I don’t think they saw Jon because they started taking their swimsuits off and drying themselves. One of them kept glancing at me as I faced them naked, drying my hair. Jon must have moved slightly or something, because one of them suddenly jumped and grabbed for her towel and said to her friend “there’s a man over there.” The second towel came out quickly. Jon then told me that he would wait for me outside, and left. I finished drying myself with the 2 girls watching me as they got dressed. Once dry I got my Ben Wa balls from my bag, rolled them in my hands to warm them, then put one leg on the bench and put them in me. The look on the girl’s faces was a picture. It didn’t change when I put just my dress on and walked out. Week commencing June 8 Nothing much happened early in the week but Jon came home from work at lunchtime on the Friday and said that we were going camping for the weekend. I had never been camping before and had never been in the Girl Guides so I had no idea what was involved. We packed the car and set off. We drove to a campsite just outside Blackpool and we put the tent up and unloaded the car. After that, we walked to the nearest pub for a drink. This was full of teenagers and I felt a bit ‘old’ being there. No one seemed to notice my short dress and un-crossed legs. I suppose that was because there were dozens of young girls there, most of them with skirts just as short or even shorter than mine. Back at the campsite I made some coffee and we went to bed. There was only one sleeping bag, a double, so I climbed in with Jon and snuggled-up to keep us warm. Jon’s hands started wandering, and it wasn’t long before we were fucking. Saturday June 13 I woke up early, probably the hard ground and started licking and sucking Jon’s dick. I wanted him to wake up feeling good. It didn’t take long for him to get a hard-on but I couldn’t get him to cum. I had to climb on top and ‘ride’ him for ages before he would cum and then open his eyes. I think that he had been awake for a while but he didn’t say anything. When it came to getting up Jon sent me to the Shower Block wearing just a towel. A group of lads whistled at me, and said a few things like “Can I dry my hands on your towel please?” and “She can share my sleeping bag anytime,” but I didn’t respond. In the Shower Block the showers weren’t working and I had to have a good wash in a sink. To do that I took the towel off and stood there in the nude whilst washing with a face cloth. While doing that 3 women came in to get washed, 1 of them totally ignored me, but the other 2 took every opportunity to stare at me, so I made a big deal of washing my breasts and pussy. I put one leg on the sink, spreading my pussy as I did so, and slowly washed every nook and cranny. The 2 women had a really good look and only left when I wrapped the towel round me. Back at the tent I put a dress on and started cooking breakfast while Jon went and got washed. I was a bit jealous when he told me the men’s showers were working and thought about using them that night. I hadn’t thought about it before but when you’re camping, all the cooking is done near the ground so I was squatting down most of the time. The young lads in the next tent took a long time to get ready to leave for the day. I have to say that I didn’t do anything to discourage them; on the contrary, I kept doing things between my legs when I was squatted down. After breakfast Jon decided that we would go to the Fun Fair for the day. I had a great time, especially the rides where we went fast through the air. My dress kept flying up in the air and I was enjoying every minute of it. There was a place there which was full of mirrors that made you look funny shapes, and one with that picture of Marilyn Monroe with the wind blowing her white dress up next to it. I didn’t see the relevance of that till I stood in front of it and a fan suddenly started. My dress was a relatively lose full one, and before I knew it, it was up round my armpits. I just reacted and pulled it down and held it to my sides. Jon told me that that action would cost me. He told me that I had to walk back in front of the mirror when the next 2 groups of people came round the corner. I wasn’t to do anything with my arms, but count to 5, and then walk off the fan and let my dress fall down on its own. Well, the first group was couple in their late teens. The boy just stopped and smiled and the girl gasped and then stared. The second group was a middle-aged couple, they didn’t see me until it was nearly too late and I don’t think it had time to register with them. Well there wasn’t any reaction at all. When we got back to the campsite I cooked us some food and then told Jon I was going for a shower. This time I wasn’t going to miss out and went to the men’s showers. There was no one in there when I went in so I went into the shower cubicle and started my shower. The cubicles were very small and the coat hooks were outside so I had to leave my towel out there. To make sure that anyone who came in knew that I was there I started singing. When the water stopped I just opened the door and stepped out not knowing if there was anyone there or not. There was, 2 of the young men that had been making silly remarks that morning. I just ignored them, slowly drying myself. That didn’t stop them watching my every move, and making a few more remarks. We walked to the pub at the end of the road that night, and we both had a 4 pints of lager. I had a few people give me looks of either disapproval or delight as I sat there with short skirt and un-crossed legs. We had one game of Pool near closing time and I know that 2 or 3 people got a good look at my butt. I didn’t care because Pool is one game that I was good at. Back in Wales we played a lot in the pubs, there was nothing else to do. I was leading for most of the game, but decided that I had better let Jon win so I deliberately missed a ball. Back in the tent I took the initiative and climbed on Jon as soon as he got into the sleeping bag. Sometime in the middle of the night I needed a pee and climbed out of the tent without putting a dress on. I just went behind the tent, squatted down, and let rip. As I was about to get up I noticed a youth get out of the next tent, go round the back and have a pee. He had no clothes on either. I waited until he was in full flow then got up and walked round the front. He didn’t hear me until I was next to him and I said, “Nice out tonight isn’t it?” I didn’t wait for an answer and didn’t get one; I think he was too embarrassed. Sunday June 14 Next morning I had similar fun with the shower, only there were more men in there. As I came out of the cubicle there were 2 men having a pee and another getting washed. That one said that I should be in the ladies next door. I just said that the showers in there were not working and carried on getting dried. I think that one of the men having a pee was a bit flustered because when he turned round he had a wet patch on his trousers, he’d peed on himself. After breakfast we went for a walk, I think that it was for Jon to walk-off his hangover. After that, we packed the car and headed for home. On the way, we pulled off the Motorway and had a pub Sunday Lunch at a posh Hotel. Week commencing June 15 Nothing special except for one of the young lads in Tesco staring at me as I leaned over the freezers, and followed me around the rest of the store. Saturday June 20 We went into town in the morning, and Jon bought a new suit, but nothing for me. In the afternoon Jon told me to pack my white bikini, a pair of his briefs and a couple of towels. We drove North to a sports centre in a large village somewhere or other. There was a small swimming pool, a sauna and spa, a football pitch, and a cricket pitch. We went to the sauna and spa. It was quite small and grotty with only one changing room with no door. One side of the changing room was an outside wall made of wood. The whole place looked at least 30 years old and it looked as if it hadn’t had any repairs or decorating for 10 years. The wooden outside wall was going rotten and had a couple of holes about the size of my fist through the rotten wood at the bottom. I took my dress off, and was about to put my bikini on, when Jon said, “don’t bother with that, there’s no one else here and not likely to be.” We both walked nude into the sauna and lay on the benches. After about 10 minutes a couple of girls about 14 came into the room. They had their swimsuits on and had obviously come from the swimming pool to have a look. They saw us and then went round the back. I could hear them talking to each other. One was saying that she had been in a sauna on holiday in Spain where people didn’t wear anything and she asked the other girl if they should take their costumes off and come in. After a bit of debate they chickened-out and left. After a while, we went out and into the spa. Just as we had settled-down up to our necks in bubbles, 2 women about my age came in and went and got changed. They came out of the changing room wearing bikinis which was a disappointment. They climbed into the spa which meant that it was full. After a while, the bubbles stopped and the water cleared. I could see Jon’s dick, so I assume that the women could as well, but neither of them reacted. The bubbles started again, and when they stopped again Jon told me that we were going back into the sauna. We both got out and walked into the sauna. I could hear one of the women say that she didn’t know that the place was a clothing optional place. The other woman said that she didn’t either and that they should come into the sauna to have another look. Jon smiled and I could see his dick swell a little. We were laid on the bottom bench when they came in and sat on the top bench. They kept looking at us, particularly Jon who by then had a semi and when Jon caught their eye they smiled back, but said nothing. After a while we went back into the spa and I sat on Jon’s lap while he fucked me. Fortunately, or unfortunately, the 2 women didn’t come out of the sauna until after he had cum and I had climbed off. They joined us in the spa for one more session of bubbles before leaving carrying their clothes. I presumed that they were going for a swim. When we went to get changed we could hear voices and Jon looked out of one of the holes in the wall. There was a game of cricket going on and there were a few kids just on the other side of the wall. As I was drying myself I noticed that the beam of sunlight through one of the holes had gone. I looked over to the hole and saw an eye looking in. We were both still naked at that point and when I whispered to Jon he told me to sit opposite the hole with my legs open and to play with myself. Jon carefully looked out of another one of the holes and saw a couple taking turns to look in. Jon came and sat next to me, opened his legs and got me to use my other hand to wank him. I kept this up until I came, he had already cum and I finished myself off with 2 hands. All the time I kept looking at the hole and kept seeing the eyes change. As soon as I had finished Jon told me to get dressed, we were leaving. Sunday June 21 I dropped a plate when I was doing the washing-up after breakfast and Jon immediately put me over his knee, and gave me 20 slaps. Again, after each slap I had to count them and then say “Thank you Master.” After that we went to the Gym and I wore my white shorts and top. There was one young man there who obviously wasn’t taking his workout too seriously as he kept looking at me. That made my nipples very hard which made him look even more. The exercise bike was enjoyable again. After the Gym we went into the swimming pool, me in my white bikini and Jon in a semi see-through pair of briefs. We only did a couple of lengths before Jon said it was time to go. Jon didn’t even want me to try to excite any of the men there, which was a bit of a disappointment. As soon as we got home Jon said he had to go out and didn’t return until late that evening. Week commencing June 22 On the Wednesday a lorry reversed into out driveway and a man unloaded some scaffolding. I thought that I had better not answer the door without any clothes on and put a dress on before signing for the delivery. Jon hadn’t told me that that they were coming and I had no idea what they were for. That night Jon had me carry them round the back of the house. Saturday June 27 After breakfast, Jon told me to help him with the scaffolding poles. We built what was a bit like a big bed but about 10 foot long and six foot wide; but there were only 2 cross members and one missing from one of the ends. Jon then put some padding that looked a bit like some of the insulation that plumbers put on pipes, but bigger, on the 2 cross members. He then finished-off by adding some straps that looked like car seat belts, from side to side, across the top. At the time, I had no idea what it was for, but I found-out later. After lunch Jon told me to go and cover my whole body with sun protection cream and then come outside, minus the dress that I was wearing. He then told me to walk to the middle of the ‘bed’ and bend over the middle bar and grab the top bar. He then proceeded to tie my wrists to the top corners and put one of the straps under my forehead and another under my chest, just below my breasts. I then had to lift my legs one at a time while he tied my ankles to each of the bottom corners. This left me looking as if I was lying face down on a bed about 3 feet above the ground. The only problem was that the only things between me and the ground were a bar under my waist and 2 straps under my chest and my forehead. This left my pussy easily available for him to just walk in from the bottom of the ‘bed’ and do whatever he liked. In a way, it was quite comfortable. Jon did take advantage of my position and gave me a right good humping; and I couldn’t even see him. Later that day he released me and then tied me back on, but facing the sky and humped me again. As soon as he had finished he put a butt plug in my hole and told me to keep it in until I went to bed that night. This left me full of his sperm. We went to the pub that night and it was quite uncomfortable; and I’m sure that one or two people caught a glimpse of the plug. Sunday June 28 As it was a warm day Jon decided that we would go for a walk in this large park. Quite a nice place really, with hills, wooded area, a small lake, acres of grass, and a golf course. I had to wear the dungaree dress which, when I was just stood there, felt as if I had nothing on. The straps were on my shoulders and the front rested on the tops of my breasts, but apart from that there was no other body contact and when I looked down at the sides of my waist I could see right down the inside to the ground. We walked for ages, enjoying the warm weather and ended-up in the wooded area. This had some open areas in it with grass and picnic tables. There was an out of the way little grassed area and Jon decided that we could improve our all-over tan. After we had been laying there for a while I fell asleep and the next thing I knew there was a couple of teenage boys riding their bikes straight at me. They managed to miss me and disappeared into the trees. I stood up and looked for Jon, but couldn’t see him. I put my dress on and went and sat at the picnic table and waited. I didn’t have to wait long before he came out of the trees fastening his zip. We went home, covered ourselves with sun tan lotion and spent the afternoon sunbathing in the back garden. Jon told me to keep my legs wide open so that the insides of my legs didn’t stay white. Week commencing June 29 Jon went away on the Tuesday morning, and didn’t come home until the Friday evening. Nothing interesting happened that week, even the trip to the supermarket was boring. Saturday July 4 I didn’t see much of Jon all that day; he was working on his PC most of the time. When I asked him what he was doing, he said that he was ‘Surfing the Net.’ I hadn’t a clue what he was talking about and asked him to explain. He wouldn’t, saying that he was too busy at the moment, and that he would some other time. Sunday July 5 Jon added an extra bit to the scaffolding frame today. This was to the ‘open’ end, and consisted of 2 uprights with a bar across the top. After he had finished he told me to get the wrist and ankle straps, some rope and a stool from the kitchen for him. I had to put the wrist and ankle straps on then stand on the stool. Jon then tied my wrist to each corner of the top bar, but left enough slack for me to hold the top bar. He then removed the stool which left me hanging there, and then he tied my ankles to the bottom corners. This left me spread-eagle hanging there. I didn’t know how long I could hang on, especially when Jon started flicking my clit. After a while my strength gave and I slipped off so I was hanging by my wrists. I thought that it would be agony but it wasn’t too bad. I survived for ages before pleading with Jon to let me down. I think that the time I was hanging like that was extended by the fact that Jon was playing with me with a vibrator and his fingers and tongue. A good orgasm or two takes your mind off pain. Jon really made me plead for a long time before he let me down and during that time he took some photographs of me. When he started with the camera I said that he would have trouble finding someone to develop the pictures but he said that that wouldn’t be a problem. When I was released he showed my why. He plugged a lead into the camera and the other end into his PC. In no time at all there was me, naked on his PC Monitor. That was new for me and I asked him to explain how it all worked. Jon is very good at explaining things about computers in simple every day words and I think I understood what he was saying. He also explained what the Internet is and some of the things that you can do on it. He connected the PC to the Internet and connected to one of the ‘chat’ lines. I asked him if I could use the Internet while he was at work but he said that it was very addictive and that long telephone calls during the weekdays are expensive. He also reminded me that he got itemised telephone bills. Other than that I could experiment with it and teach myself as much as I liked. I stayed playing with the PC for a while and before I knew it, it was time for bed. Week commencing July 6 I took a few photos of myself and loaded them into the PC on the Monday and Tuesday. It was strange zooming in on pictures of my own pussy, especially the ones where I held my lips open. I frigged myself to an orgasm just looking at the photos. The rest of the week was quite boring; I didn’t even manage to get anyone watching me lean over the freezers in Tesco. Saturday July 11 While in town that day, Jon and I searched all over for a theatrical shop. He didn’t tell me why until we found one and Jon bought a large tin of black body paint. We then went all round the clothes shops (except the one that Kelly worked in - for some strange reason) and eventually found the dress that Jon was looking for. It was made out of a black sort of lacy net and was very see-through. I then realised what the body paint was for. We went to a pub in town that night (wearing my white Lycra dress, not the new lacy net one) and while we were there Jon saw an advert for bar staff on a Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday nights and asked me if I fancied the job. I thought about it for a minute and said that it could be okay, especially as the girls didn’t wear uniforms and were all quite young. I didn’t get anyone looking at me or trying to grope me when I went to the toilet that night. It was a bit disappointing in a way, but I suppose it was because most of the women in the pub were a lot younger than me, and the all wore skirts just as short, if not shorter than mine. Sunday July 12 Just to prove that Jon isn’t always predictable, after breakfast, Jon painted a pair of shorts and a top on me, wrapped some polythene round me and we went to the university sports field. The students had left for the summer and the place was deserted. We parked right at one end of the car park which was close to the running track, got out and started jogging round the running circuit. Jon was all right in his shorts and vest but I felt very exposed. Jon said that you couldn’t tell the difference from a distance of about 20 foot away, but any closer than that and you could start to see that there were no joins in the material and you could see my crack. We did about 5 circuits and then another car came into the car park and a couple of men got out. They did some warming-up exercises well away from the track then started jogging towards us. My heart was pounding to start with but when they came towards the track it went into over-drive. I thought that I might get away with it, just so long as they didn’t come up behind us, or go the opposite way round. When they did start jogging round the opposite way to us I said to Jon “that’s it, they are going to notice.” Jon just told me to keep my cool and act as if they weren’t there. Fortunately they were running in the outside lane and we were on the inside, and when they went passed the first time they just glanced at us and said, “good morning.” The second time round, one of them looked at me for a long time, and I’m sure that he was trying to decide on what he had seen. Before the third time, we pulled off the track, and stopped near the car. Jon told me to do some stretching exercises on the grass, and ‘supervised’ while I did all sorts of aerobic type exercises. Other people started arriving and one carload even parked close to Jon’s car. The 3 girls in it got out, took their track suites off and walked passed us within 6 feet; but didn’t even look at me. I was both relieved and disappointed, I don’t know what I would have done if they had said anything. We kept the ‘aerobics’ up for about 5 more minutes then headed for home. Being naked in a place like that with all those people being so close had really turned me on. On the way back home I pleaded with Jon to give me some relief, but he refused saying that he didn’t want to risk getting black paint all over him and that I mustn’t do anything myself until we got home and I’d had a shower. Once I’d done that, he restrained (that’s the word that Jon says I have to use) me on the scaffolding in the back garden. He strapped me in and fingered me until I was about to cum then left me for about 30 minutes. Then he did the same again and again. By the time I eventually came I was so desperate for it that the neighbours must have wondered if there was a noisy party going on or someone was getting attacked. I asked Jon to show me how to get onto the Internet again and we spent about an hour ‘talking’ to someone called Emma16 all about exhibitionism and dares. She gave Jon a few ideas and I think that we gave her some. She couldn’t make up her mind about having a ‘Master’ and said that she would have to think about it. We exchanged e-mail addresses so I might write to her. Week commencing July 13 I had a quiet week, with nothing really happening, except that I genuinely forgot to cover-up when I answered the door to the postman on the Thursday morning. You should have seen his face. Saturday July 18 At breakfast I talked to Jon about me having to shave every day. I explained to him that I wanted to be smooth for him and that I knew about other ways of getting that way. Electrolysis was the obvious way because it was permanent, but those machines cost a lot of money and you need to have a needle stuck on each hair follicle at least once, sometimes 6 or 7 times. It would take weeks and you had to let the hair grow before you could start. Another way, I explained, was wax strips. These also required a few days growth of hair but were very quick. The only problem was that I didn’t know if I could stand the pain of having it done to my labia. Jon said that I should make enquiries about electrolysis machines but not to shave until Wednesday and to get a supply of wax strips. He also told me that I was going to get my head haircut that morning, and that it was going to be short. In fact I was to get a ‘short back and sides’, just like a man. When we went to the hairdressers it brought back lots of memories. Some were good but they were all very dull compared with my new life. As I sat there watching the girl cut off my long almost blond hair, I thought about the last couple of months how I had changed from a boring, dull person, to someone with confidence. Someone who now liked her body and wasn’t ashamed to show it. I had to give Jon the credit for that, his dominance was what I needed. The girl brought me back to reality asking me how short I wanted it. I looked round and saw a man whose hair was no longer than an inch, and I said, “Like him.” As we left the hairdressers Jon smiled at me and said that with the right clothes and walk I could get away with pretending to be a boy. I didn’t know whether to take that as a compliment or not. Sunday July 19 A quiet day really, Jon took me to the Chinese restaurant for lunch, and I had to wear my white Lycra dress. Jon decided that he thought that I had had enough exercise for the weekend, and that we wouldn’t be going to the Gym. Beginning to get used to my new hairstyle. . continued in Part 3.doc .

This is a true story about my wife's 3 some when she was about 22 before we were married, and how she told me about it. Before this happened D and her friends Phil and Jo were good friends and used to go out for drinks quite often D fancied Phil and he fancied her and didn't try to hide it always coping a cheeky feel of her sexy arse and being very touchy and telling her how fit she was, on one occasion he asked her if she wanted to get together later when everyone had gone she refused because of her friendship with Jo. Phil always said Jo said it was OK for them to do anything he wanted and she could ask Jo any time this happened every time all 3 met up he was now telling her straight that he wanted to fuck her. Jo asked D to come round for drinks on Friday night with her and Phil and she told D to come dressed sexy as you never know what might happen with a wink and a smile. D said she would come round a try to dress sexy. She had a feeling that Phil might try to have his way with her on Friday and in a way hoped he would. So Friday morning she had a nice long soak in the bath trying not to play with herself thinking about what could happen. D saved her legs and then her pussy leaving just a little strip above her pussy, She looked hot as hell. She then had to find something sexy to wear the underwear was easy black lacy thong and matching bra, she then went for a white blouse and a short black skirt and black heals. She was now ready for anything she looked good and smelt good, but D was still nervous about the night even though she had gone around to phil and Jo's all the time without ever feeling like she did tonight. Phil and Jo's was only a five minute walk away but felt like ages as she walked with butterflies in her stomach, As she got to phil and Jo's she knocked and phil answer with a kiss on the lips and a grab of D's arse saying how fit she looked, Phil looked hot dressed in nice jeans and shirt and smelt nice as well , Jo was in the kitchen making drinks and when she came in D saw how hot she looked low cut top very short shirt and pull up stockings where you could see her flesh between the skirt and top of the holdups. And she also gave D a big kiss on the lips a big hug D was in no doubt now that this wasn't just going to be an ordinary night and she could feel her pussy getting wet Jo brought the drinks in double vodka and coke all round they were sat on the setee for a bit talking and drinking,when Phil sugested a game of strip poker, Jo said yes for both her and D and went to sort the table out and get the cards out, she shouted them to come in Phil sat one side and Jo and D on the other D was the first to lose taking of her bra, then it was Jo who did the same then Jo lost her skirt then finally Phil lost and removed his top,D then lost and also removed her skirt, Jo and D were now both just sat in their knickers and blouse and Phil was loving it looking at two fit women wearing next to nothing. They all decided to leave it there for a bit and go back into the front room to have some more drinks. They then all sat down for a bit of a rest where they positioned themselves either side of D and Phil put his hand on D's leg gently stroking it get higher each stroke eventually touching her thong D made her excuse and went to the toilet to freshen up and as she looked in the mirror she could she her nipples were sticking out and very hard she felt her pussy and it was now very wet she was now so turned on she hoped the night was going to continue as it was and she could fuck Phil. As she went back down stairs Phil now got up to go to upstairs grabbing D as they passed and kissed her full on the lips slipping his tongue in it shocked D a bit as Jo was sat there. As D sat back down Jo put her arms around her hugging her tight and asked did you like that? D said yes but he's your husband it's ok Jo said it turns me on to see you want him he does turn you on doesn't he? Of course he does. He’s very nice and your lucky to have him, you can be lucky and have him tonight if you want Jo said. He has been asking me for weeks to try to get you to fuck him will you? D said i don't know i fancy him but he is your husband, yes he's mine but i am giving you permission to fuck him tonight so do you want to? Yes i do D answered with this Jo leaned in and they started kissing and jo was now feeling D's tits and moved her hand down her body to her pussy rubbing it over her knickers and she could feel how wet they were saying you are turned aren't you? D moved her hand to Jo's knickers and hers were as wet as D's so is someone else D said. As this was going on Phil had been watching from the stairs and knew his wife had got D to let him fuck her. And he walked back to sit down Jo got up and whispered to D have fun I'll be back in a minute Phil put his arm around D and said i told you Jo was ok if we fucked, i believe you now D said with a smile, as you know i have fancied you for ages and me and Jo talk about you when we are fucking we both fancy you that much. D said i always wanted to fuck you but didn't believe Jo was ok with it until tonight. Does that mean you will tonight then Phil said with a big grin, if you play your cards right i will. Phil then moved closer kissing D firmly and putting his hand up her blouse to play with her hard nipples which D loved she moaned and kissed him harder she was in no doubt now she was going to fuck phil, his hand was now rubbing her wet pussy over her knickers at first then he pulled them to the side so he could touch her properly D was now squirming from his touch and she opened her legs wider to make it easier for him D was now feeling for his cock through his jeans and she could feel it was much bigger than she had ever had before which just got her even wetter if that was possible, Phil now got up and lifted D to the edge of the settee and started to pull her knickers off and D lifted herself up so he could take them off As he slid them down her sexy long legs he said D's pussy was gorgeous as he knelt down between her legs and started to lick her D put her feet up on the edge and opened her legs as wide as she could so Phil could lick her and get his tongue really deep inside her cunt she was moaning and arching back as she cum for the first time she was so turned on she didn't realise Jo had come back naked and sat down next to her rubbing D's clit as Phil continued to lick her out and finger her with three fingers which she was taking easily as she was so wet, Jo started kissing D and D was touching Jo's tits she was in heaven. D really wanted to feel Phil's big cock inside her, D said please fuck me i need fucking Jo said good girl and Phil stopped licking D while he got undressed so Jo replaced him sticking her fingers up D and licking her clit. Phil was ready now and got on the chair so D could suck him. She said his cock was even bigger than it felt a lot bigger than she had ever fucked before at about 9 inches and very thick and she couldn't wait for him to fill her up He got down and positioned him self at D's entrance Jo open up D's pussy and Phil began to slowly ease inside her D moaned and arched as her tight pussy began to take Phil's big cock Jo was now fingering herself watching her best friend fuck her husband, Phil was fucking D nice and slowly allowing her cunt to adjust to his size which it was nicely D was wetter and fuller than she had ever been and her juices were leaking out of her with every stroke. Phil was picking up the pace now and D was moaning really loudly now and Jo was fingering herself hard and fast using three fingers while her other hand was rubbing her clit she was really turned on now and wanted her turn on her husbands big cock saying to Phil my turn now as he pulled out of D she let out a huge sigh, Jo told Phil to let her suck his cock clean of D's pussy juices and told D to lick her pussy and get it ready for Phil D did as she was asked and got between Jo's legs and sunk her tounge deep into her wet pussy, (it wasn't D's first time licking pussy she had regualy done it on sleep overs at her friends house) Jo was now ready and told Phil to fuck her hard and he did just that no slowly sliding it in he just slammed it in and started fucking Jo really hard and fast she was screaming as she was being hammered she pulled D to her and they started kissing as hard as Phil was fucking her then she started to cum and gushed all over his cock and settee he pulled out and went down on her while slipping his fingers into D Jo asked D if she could take Phil fucking her that hard and she said i would love to find out, Jo and Phil just smiled at each other and Phil said we had better get you really wet now then and started finger fucking D hard and fast with three then four fingers while Jo started licking D's clit which was getting her pussy really wet again and Phil said do you think you ready now for the fucking of your life? D just moaned yes please fuck me like I've never been fucked before, Jo sat up and said get ready D, Phil position his cock at D's wet cunt and just slammed it in all the way up to his balls D let out a massive scream the neighbours must have heard screaming ooh fuck me Phil fuck me, Phil didn’t stop or ask if D was ok he just carried on banging the shit out of D's cunt and she was gripping the settee and now pushing her cunt back at him and fucking him like mad, Jo was impressed saying go girl you really can fuck Phil as hard as me. D started to cum as hard as Jo had. And said her pussy was a bit tender after that fucking. They had all been fucking for a good couple of hours now and D couldn't believe how Phil still hadn't cum, He just said there's plenty more to come yet its only early They all took some time out now to get their breath back and have a few more drinks and something to eat, D went to put her knickers and top back but Jo don't bother it's nice to see your body and we'll only have to take it off again. So they all stayed naked while they ate, and talked the talk was all about sex, Jo asked D why it had taken her so long to fuck Phil, D just said because he's your husband and your my best friend and didn't want to hurt you so are you glad you have now?Jo asked Of course i am it's been the best day of my life and the Phil is the best fuck i have ever had you are so lucky Jo, You can fuck him whenever you want D we have been fantasizing about this for ages even when we are fucking we talk about you and wonder what you would be like and to finally find out your as good a fuck as we thought you would be is incredible said Jo, D was going red again oh please don't your embaresing me,don't be silly Phil said it's all true and you are a great fuck nearly as good as Jo he laughed, as he lent in to kiss her So who's ready for round two Phil said, Jo said about time D just smiled Phil walked over to D and put his cock near her mouth without saying a word she took his cock and sucked it until he was fully hard again Jo just sat and watched for a bit rubbing her pussy saying this is so hot watching you two have fun, fuck her for me Phil, don't i get a say D said jokingly, as Phil picked her up and put her on the table D lay back as Phil began licking her pussy just getting you ready again Phil said, D moaned i am ready, jo was still watching playing with pussy and tits said you are so fucking fit D fuck her Phil give it to her hard again, Phil stood up and slid D to the edge of the table lining his big hard cock with D's pussy and like before slammed into her hard then pulling his cock all the way out and back in all the way D didn't scream this time just held on to the table moaning in ecstasy as Phil was really fucking her really hard, Jo was now kissing D then got on the table and lowered her pussy onto D's face and D started to lick her as she was getting pounded then Jo started to cum on D's tounge and told Phil she needed fucking now Phil pulled out of D and as D tried to get up Jo pushed her back down a stuck her tounge straight in her pussy while Phil started fucked Jo from behind and she started cumming again straight away Phil then said he was very close to cumming now and Jo said not in me i want you to cum in D's pussy do you want that? D, Yes please D replied so Jo moved to allow Phil to fuck D as he slid in slower this time he asked D are you ready for my cum now? Oh yes please fuck me and fill me up with you cum said D Phil speeded up his fucking and grunted oh fuck I'm cuming, oh yes cum in me Phil fucking fuck me i want your cum, Phil stated to pump his cum in D's pussy and she started screaming I'm cuming too don't stop they were fucking each other hard and there mixed juices were leaking out of D's cunt on to the table and floor as they both stopped and Phil pulled out Jo came over and kissed D saying thank you that was the best night we have ever had which D nodded in agreement. It was now gone midnight and D was late home and knew her husband would go mad she quickly got dressed thanked Jo and Phil for an amazing night And walked home thinking do i just look like i have been fucked and hoping she could sneak in and be able to clean up her soaking wet pussy before she was found out.

Let me start by telling you a little bit about myself. My name is Chris and I'm a 16 year old junior in high school. I go to an all guys school, which has it's ups and downs, but obviously the biggest down was not being around girls very often. We had a sister school that we would occasionally do things with, but since middle school when we were first meeting each other, I really didn't talk to them very often and we actually hung out even less. Now I think I am pretty popular, at least amongst my own school. All the upperclassman loved me because they thought I was so cute. Sounds silly to say, I know, but that was just them being funny and crazy. I was really small standing hardly at about 5'5" yet I was pretty muscular with abs and all. I had kind of long blond-red hair, blue eyes, and rather pale, but not like a ghost. I used to have freckles on my face but lately they had faded to where they were barely visible, if at all. I know I wasn't the guy that girls would see and go crazy for. A lot of times I was with my friends who were obviously better looking and girls would look at them. However, I have talked to people on the Internet via a webcam and most of them are very impressed and use a variety of words to describe my good looks. I figured it was just looking better on camera because my pale skin was much less obvious and other imperfections could not be detected. Either way, I couldn't help but feel flattered and I knew even if it was because of the generous camera, it said something and gave me a little more confidence than I had before. Like I said, I was in the "popular crowd" at my school and I loved my friends and I feel that they thought the same thing about me. I had always been one of the better athletes and I guess that contributed a bit to my social standing at school. I was one of the few sophomores to make the varsity soccer team the previous year. I was always treated like the little brother of the team, which made a lot of the older guys like me, but I didn't like being thought of as the cute little guy. This was true with my friends too. All my friends had a girlfriend at one point or another except for me. I know I didn't repulse all girls I was around, I have always just been too shy to even give it a try. I wasn't nearly as social as I used to be either because unlike my friends, I didn't go out and drink and go crazy, so while we were all great friends at school, I hardly got invited out because most people knew I wouldn't do much anyway. I know I am talking a lot about myself but I just want to get a detailed and accurate picture painted. Towards the end of the summer I knew that I really wanted to make an effort to be more social and hopefully even get a girlfriend. With the football season approaching, I knew that more social opportunities would be presented to me and I really wanted to take advantage of them. At the very first game of the season I looked down and my eyes caught the cheerleader on the far side. (Our sister school provided the cheerleaders for the football team) Her name was Kayla and for some reason I couldn't stop thinking about her. I sort of knew who she was because she dated a guy from our school last year. Only a sophomore, Kayla was short, probably barely 5 feet tall, light brown hair which reached her middle back, and a very cute face. I knew guys wouldn't call her "hot" or "sexy" and honestly I wouldn't either, but I couldn't help but think she was so beautiful and something just struck me about her. That night I left with a few of my friends to head to our cars. We walked down the steps and to the sidewalk in front of the cheerleaders where we had to walk to get out. As I passed Kayla I looked at her desperate for her to see me noticing her. At the last second before I had to turn back to see where I was walking, she looked over at me and the first thing I did was look away as fast as I could so she wouldn't realize what I was doing. I realized how creepy this must have seemed so I looked back and to my amazement she was still looking. I flashed her a quick smile to which she gave me an awkward smile. I was too nervous to even process that this girl that I suddenly found myself liking without ever talking to her was smiling at me. I went home and just lied in bed thinking about what I would give just to be with Kayla. I was a 16 year old guy so naturally I often thought about sex, but thinking about that with Kayla hadn't even crossed my mind. Instead, I just wanted to hold her in my arms and kiss her for as long as possible. "If she could just be lying here with me," I thought, "I would be the happiest guy in the world." Similar things happened over the next couple of weeks and I only was able to see her at football games, but I never had the courage to talk to her. I still thought about her every single day just wishing she was mine. I knew I had to do something soon or I would go crazy. We had a game that week and I was determined to have a conversation with her at the least. Time passed incredibly slowly that week but eventually the game was over but I didn't even see her to get a chance to talk to her. I hung around a little while later with a few of my friends and as I got ready to leave, I decided to drive to the main building to get something to drink from the vending machine. With virtually no one left on campus I parked and got out of my car and headed to the door. Along the way I looked over and sitting on a bench crying was Kayla. I couldn't believe it. Of all the people, she was the one I wanted to see tonight and here she was. The weird thing is that I didn't see this as my chance to talk to her. Instead, I saw this beautiful girl crying and needing someone to comfort her. Without hesitation or nervousness at all I walked over and she saw me coming and began wiping her eyes in a desperate attempt to stop crying. "Hey" I awkwardly said. Remembering why I was there, I sat down and said, "Are you okay?" She looked at me and shot me a quick smirk which temporarily stopped her crying. "It's so stupid," she said as if she were half way joking. "I just had a fight with my friend about something really stupid, I don't even know why I am so upset." "Well do you want to talk about it?" She giggled a little bit before saying, "We have never even met before, it's really not that important." I understood exactly what she meant and as I continued to think about it, she was right. We had never talked before so I'm sure she could easily tell what I was after. "I don't like seeing a pretty girl upset, that's all." There it was, we had been there for less then thirty seconds and I was already telling her that I thought she was pretty. I am sure this was the stupidest thing she had ever heard before in her life. If it was, she didn't make it obvious at all, but she now knew why I have been looking at her so often over the past few weeks. "Well I don't like seeing a cute guy wasting his time." I immediately felt a sense of relief when hearing this. No girl has ever told me I was cute in person. Relieved is actually quite an understatement but while selfishly thinking about what she thought of me, I remembered the latter part of what she said. "Trust me I'm not wasting my time at all, I am happy to talk." She once again flashed that pretty smile at me and it seemed that almost at once we realized that we had told each other what we think about the other before we have even introduced ourselves. I went first just as she was about to say something; I should have let her talk but oh well. "I'm Chris by the way, I am a junior." "Yeah I know," she quickly retorted with a giggle. Stealing my stupid line and somewhat making fun of me in the process she added "I'm Kayla by the way, I am a sophomore." Realizing what she was doing, I repeated in a joking voice "Yeah I know." "Are you making fun of me?" she said with an obviously sarcastic look of astonishing on her face and I weak punch on the arm. I didn't need to respond as we both understood the joking manner in which she said it. It was then that I saw something that made me even more attracted to her. She was flirting with me and I saw that she was much more confident than I was and wasn't really all that shy at all. If she was, she did a great job of hiding it. We sat there both looking down at our shoes for a minute and then simultaneously looked up into each other's eyes. With a quick chuckle we looked back down trying our hardest to avoid the awkward tension growing between us. I was trying desperately to think of something to say but all I could think of was, "She thinks I'm cute. She thinks I'm cute. Nothing could ever be more perfect." "What are you doing her so late anyway?" Luckily I didn't tell her what I was thinking, because I'm my state of nervousness I couldn't really control anything that I said. So I just kept thinking. "Chris?" I looked up to find her looking at me strangely and only then did I realize she was trying to say something to me. She laughed at my embarrassment and repeated: "I said what are you doing here so late?" I saw her smiling at me once more and the look in her beautiful brown eyes made all anxiousness building up in me completely vanish and for the first time on that bench I felt at ease. "Oh, I was just hanging out with my friends and I wanted to come get a coke before I went home." "Oh ok I see." We both sat silent for a minute as if we were racing to see who could come up with something to say to the other first. "What are you doing here so late?" I said repeating her earlier question. "Well I got in an argument with my friend and I was supposed to go to her house tonight but now she doesn't want me to." I had managed to cheer her up to where she forgot about just about everything but when I asked her this I could see tears starting to build up in her eyes again and I felt bad for being the one reminding her why she was still here and not with her friend. "Ally just said she doesn't want to be around me anymore." With this, tears were falling freely from her face so I did the only thing I could think of. I put my arm around her just so she would know that I was there. To my surprise, she responded my looking up into my eyes an then seeing how sincere I was, she buried her face in my chest. "I'm so sorry," I said as I rubbed her far shoulder with my hand. Something about that moment felt so romantic. It was the most contact I had ever had with a girl and I felt guilty about enjoying that while seeing how upset she was. We sat there for a few more minutes silently with her crying leaving a wet spot right in the middle of my shirt. She apologized when she saw this but that was the last thing that could have upset me at the moment. With that she sat up but still well within my reach. I couldn't believe the way it was going after just talking to each other for only a little while. If someone saw us it would seem like we had been dating for a long time based just from the way we were sitting. We continued our talking for a long time covering every topic that two people who have never met before can talk about. She told me how her parents had gotten divorced a few years ago and she lived with just her mom and her 5 year old sister, Katie. Her mom was always busy so Kayla usually had to rely on other people when it came to late nights. That's why she was going to go to Ally's house tonight and when that didn't work out she wasn't able to go home. We kept talking until her phone vibrated and we both saw that it was already 12:30. It was her mom worrying about her since Kayla hadn't told her what had happened with Ally. She immediately knew that she had to get home and we both knew that it was up to me to make sure it happened. Without having to say a word about it we stood up and with my arm still around her to comfort her we walked to my car which was still parked close to the bench. The car ride was really the first time all night that there was an awkward moment between us, but sure enough we got to talking once again. I was continually amazed by her confidence, especially for a sophomore with an older guy. It was making me fall for her and it was happening fast. While I was definitely no expert on girls, I could tell that she was glad she was with me too. We finally got to her house and I walked her up to the front door. I knew this was a great chance for me to get things rolling. We stood there thinking about how we would say goodbye for a minute before I got up the courage to ask, "Hey do you wanna do something tomorrow night?" "Like what?" she responded with a huge grin on her face letting me know she would be up for just about anything. "I don't know yet, maybe we can go to eat or a movie. Something like that maybe? If you want I can give you my number and we can figure it out." "That sounds great." She pulled out her phone because mine was sitting in the car dead. As I watched her typing my number in her phone, the blue light came up on her face and I smiled just at the thought of being with this beautiful girl. "What's so funny?" she asked after noticing me. "Nothing is funny you are just really pretty." This made her blush and she couldn't even think of anything to say. "Kayla! Let's go, it's late you need to be getting to bed." Her mom was obviously in the room closest to the door and Kayla gave me a look that said she wasn't ready to leave. "I will text you and we will definitely do something tomorrow." "Sounds great." "Kayla, come on sweetie." "Oh wait just one second," Kayla whispered to me. She ran inside and left me standing by myself out on the porch. I heard her light footsteps running back towards the porch. She finally appeared again and stuck her hand out and in it was a nice, cold coke. "Here you go!" she said cheerily. I smiled trying to think of something better to say than just a simple thank you but she had to get in soon so she made the move. She stood up on her tip-toes and gave me a kiss on the cheek followed by a soft "goodnight." She hurried inside while looking over her shoulder back at me and I tried to tell her goodnight but she was already inside with the door closed. I couldn't even begin to explain how I felt. I stood there for at least a few minutes before I realized I look like a creep. Just to think that over the past few weeks I really began to like this girl that I had never even talked to, and now after a simple night with her I found myself falling for her even more now that I knew more about her. There was just something about her that I had never felt before. Even though I had never even had a girlfriend, I knew this was special. I left the porch and went home, replaying the night over and over again in my mind. It could not have been anymore perfect and that was the same thought I had when I got home and the same thought I had when I got into bed. That night I was dreaming about her over and over. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I woke up at about eight o'clock. I was too excited to sleep. Right then I remembered that she was going to text me last night. I completely forgot to charge my phone last night and now she probably thought I was trying to ignore her. I plugged my phone in next to my bed and all of these terrible thoughts were coming to me. Could I have already ruined it? I kept reassuring myself that something as small as a text couldn't be that big of a deal, but what did I know about girls? As soon as the phone turned on I was excited to hear it vibrate several times. I don't even know how many but at least 5. I looked at it and saw a few from my mom but three from a number I didn't recognize. I paid no attention to the ones from my mom and opened the three from the new number: "Hey Chris it's Kayla!" "Btw I had fun talking with u tonight" "U there? Is this Chris?" I figured a simple text could fix this but I was afraid to wake her up seeing a it was a Saturday morning so I decided to try to sleep a little bit more before I texted her back. Somehow I managed to fall asleep and I woke up at about ten. Of course the first thing I did was reached for my phone to send her the message. I opened up to her most recent message and hit the reply button. "Hey Kayla I'm really sorry I completely forgot to charge my phone last night but yeah I really enjoyed talking to you also" I must have read over it half a dozen times before I figured it was ready to send. Finally I went ahead and sent it while trying to process every reply she could have sent back. Not even a minute later it vibrated again and I quickly looked at it: "That's ok! I was getting a little worried I had the wrong number lol" I kept imagining her sitting in her bed just waiting for her phone to vibrate, but I'm sure a pretty girl like her had something good to do that day. We got to talking a whole lot that day and after a while I was about out of things to ask her, but remarkably, she seemed to sense that every time and managed to keep our conversation going. There was nothing I wanted more than to tall to her and I could only hope that she was feeling the same thing. We were talking all day until sometime in the late afternoon she asked me what we were going to do that night. I had completely forgotten we were going to hang out and I got even happier when I realized I would actually be able to see her again really soon. She claimed to be pretty tough so she suggested that we go see a new horror movie that came out last week. I think I'm pretty tough too so I accepted but asked if she wanted to go eat somewhere before. She was up for it too so I said: "Sounds great. I can pick you up at 7. Does that work?" "Yeah that's perfect. See ya then!" This was the last thing either of us said until we would see each other in person. I just watched some football while looking at the clock at least once every ten minutes. It seemed that time wasn't moving so I had to do everything I could to make time move somehow. Finally the clock read 6:30 and I was ready to go. With the fall weather in California still nice, I put on some khaki shorts and a button down shirt trying to look nice but not too anxious. I really didn't want to dress up too nice and have her anticipating just a casual dinner and movie as friends so I tried to make myself look relaxed. I got in my car and made my way to the same house that I left her at the night before. I pulled into the driveway, checked the mirror to make sure I was looking my best and when I determined I was, I got out and made my way to the front door. I rang the bell waiting for my beautiful friend to come out but instead I was met by an older woman I figured to be Kayla's mom. I don't mind talking to parents at all because I can usually make a good impression with them. I've never had to impressed a mom of a girl I like so I felt a little uneasy about it but I managed to introduce myself and make quality small talk with her. She had a lot of questions for me, obviously wanting her daughter to be safe. She asked about my grades and sports and just about everything. I answered honestly and confidently which she definitely was impressed by. I began wondering what exactly Kayla told her mom about me that made her think I was trying to marry her daughter but I didn't really mind. Finally out of the corner of my eye I saw Kayla walking out of what I assumed was the kitchen. She was wearing a pink polo shirt (the tight fitting ones for girls) and a pair of short shorts, but not so short that it was slutty looking at all. Simply said, she looked amazing. She must have been able to read my mind based on my face because she started blushing very quickly. Maybe her mom embarrassed her, but either way we were ready to get going. "Have her home by midnight and have a good time." "Yes ma'am." With that we made our way to my car and I made sure I beat her there so I could open the door for her. We were on our way down to the restaurant and I couldn't be more excited. Once more, Kayla was able to carry on a light conversation which put me at ease remembering how easy it was to talk to her and we were just friends hanging out, nothing more. We got to the restaurant and were promptly seated and we enjoyed a nice meal. I saw her reaching for some money but I stopped her. "You are kidding right? You aren't paying for a thing." "If you say so," she said as if she hadn't planned on paying anyway. With that out of the way, we got up and left to head to the movie theater which was just about a minute's walk from the restaurant. This was the first time I really got to look at all of her. I had either been in front of her mom or we had been sitting down but before we went into the theater I was able to get a good look. I could always tell she had a pretty face but I had never noticed her body before. She was short but had really nice legs, a flat stomach and rather large breasts for a girl her size. I definitely wasn't a pervert or anything and I certainly wasn't superficial like most of my friends, but the fact of the matter was that she looked amazing. We went in, got our tickets and headed into the theater where we stood in front trying to decide where to sit. She pointed to the back and I of course agreed and we went up there and took our seats. The movie started slowly but we both knew it would only be a matter of time before the entire theater was jumping out of their seats. All of the sudden, someone popped out on the screen which made everyone jump up. Initially we were both confined to the space, but this moment made her lean towards me and her hand reached out and touched my arm. We both giggled about it and then turned our attention back to screen where the action wasn't ready to end. Throughout the movie, when a scary part would come up she would inch her way closer to me with a little more contact each time. Finally, the movie ended and the lights came on slowly. I looked over to see Kayla, who was sitting to my right, with her head on my shoulder and her right hand reached over on my forearm. We both noticed the position we were in and then looked into each other's eyes. In an obviously awkward moment, I smiled and said, "You told me you were tough." "Oh please," she said while smiling and sitting up straight, "you were the one nearly jumping out of your seat the entire time." "I'm not the one who was screaming." This was met with a playful punch on the arm and we got up and left without saying anything else, just looking at each other and laughing at how the other one reacted to the movie. "It's only ten, what do you want to do?" she asked me hoping I didn't want to end the night already. "What about some ice cream? There's that new place right down there by the river." "That sounds great, but on one condition." I stayed silent letting her finish, "I am buying the ice cream, you already spent enough tonight." I couldn't argue with that pretty face so a simple nod was all I could manage. We got our ice cream and headed down to the river. We sat down on a bench where we both looked out and just stared. This was interrupted by Kayla letting out a big yawn and I grabbed her far shoulder and pulled her into me. With her head resting in my chest like it was last night, I still couldn't believe that just 24 hours ago I had never even talked to her but now we were sharing such a romantic moment. We sat like this for at least five minutes straight before she leaned back and looked me in the eyes and broke the silence. "I have something I have to admit to you." "What is it?" "Well the truth is..." she paused as if she were trying to think of the best way to tell me whatever she wanted to tell me. "I have kinda had a crush on you long before last night, since the first time I saw you several years ago and you didn't even see me." I had no idea the exact time she was talking about and I felt bad that I didn't. "But a few weeks ago when you looked at me at the game, I haven't been able to get you out of my mind I couldn't have even dreamed that you would be the one to see me last night." She stopped and looked at me nervously not knowing how I would respond. "Kayla, since I saw you that night I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either. I was glad that it was you on that bench last night crying. Wait... that didn't come out right." "It's ok I know what you mean," she replied with a giggle. We sat there just looking into each other's eyes and if she was ready or not, I was going to kiss her. I wanted it to be as perfect as possible so I thought for a minute about exactly what I would do. She knew what was coming because she was biting her lip in anticipation but still had no idea when it was coming. So I put my hand under her chin with my index finger on her chin and softly pulled her head up a bit. I leaned in slowly and closed my eyes and the next thing I knew my lips grabbed hers and we had our first kiss. It was my first ever kiss so I wasn't exactly sure what I was doing so I just tried to do it like they did in the movies. I put her upper lip in between mine and began massaging it. I backed away pulling her lip back a bit in the process. "I'm sorry. I just thought we had something. I..." She was smiling and before I could continue she put her hand behind my neck and pulled me in, this time with her initiating the kiss. Our lips ended up in the same place as before but moving around a little more. This was more than just high school kids messing around trying to kiss. This was a passionate embrace and it said more than either of us could have with our words. Pure passion was really the I only way to describe it and it was simply amazing. I parted my lips a little and moved my tongue up to her lips. She opened hers as an invitation and I slowly slid my tongue in-between her soft and slick lips and it was soon met by her tongue. Our tongues danced around and explored every corner of the other's mouth. Nothing at this moment could have kept us off of each other. She rolled over where she was on top of me more, basically straddling me with her hands behind my head and mine resting on her lower back. Our kiss must have lasted fifteen minutes with no breaks but to readjust our position. We kissed as if it were our last night together and we were making up for a lifetime without each other. But the truth was, we were still so young but we had the passion for each other of a life-long relationship. I didn't think I would ever want to part our kiss, but eventually we both just wanted to sit and enjoy the other's company. "Just hold me, Chris." Kayla swung her left leg to the other side where her right was but she stayed in my lap and put her head under mine on my neck. I kept one hand around her waist keeping her supported and let my other gently stroke her hair. I really didn't need anything else, all I needed was Kayla and I was wishing that I could just hold her close to me forever. I didn't want the warmth of her body to ever leave me and neither of us had an intention of that moment ending so we sat there cuddling until it was after 11:30. We both knew we had to get going to respect her mom's wishes so we stood up and embraced for another incredibly passionate kiss. This one only lasted about a minute but had the same fervor of the one earlier. We walked off and she locked her fingers in mine and leaned against me. Neither of us had to say anything. Our actions certainly showed how we felt about each other and that we had something really special. We got to the car and I opened her door and let her in with a little kiss. As I got in and started the car Kayla leaned over towards me and I put my arm around her shoulder as she rested her left elbow on the center console. No matter what we were doing we couldn't stand to not have physical contact with each other. The crazy part being that we had only talked for the first time the night before. All the emotions we had built up for each other had finally been able to be released and we both realized how amazing our future would be. We finally got home and I parked and got out to walk her to the door. On the porch, we stood looking looking deep into each other's eyes as we had done so many times over the past two nights. "Hey, uhm, Kayla?" "Hey, uhm, Chris?" Her cute little sarcasm could never get on my nerves. "Well you know how the homecoming dance is next Saturday?" She nodded and began to smile. "I was wondering if maybe you would want to go with me?" Her eyes lit up and her smile said the same thing. "Of course!" She all but came off the ground as she wrapped her arms around me. "Well that's great to hear. I gotta get going but I had an amazing time with you tonight." "I know Chris, I couldn't even have imagined a better night." "Goodnight." "Goodnight," she said and got up on her toes just as she had the night before but this time her lips met mine instead of my cheek. She opened the door and her mom was walking towards the door. "I hope you two had fun tonight. What did you do?" Kayla already inside, the question was directed at me. "It was a lot of fun Mrs. Miller. We ate dinner, went to a movie, got some ice cream, and hung out down by the river." "Well that sounds like a lot of fun, and thanks for having her home on time, I really like that." "Yes ma'am, of course. Well I need to be getting home but it was nice talking to you Mrs. Miller. Goodnight." The last part was meant for Kayla who was standing behind her mom biting her lip hoping we would get along, bit that didn't stop Mrs. Miller from replying anyway. As the door was closing I began leaving and I heard her mom say, "I like him a lot, Kayla. And he is cuuuuute." "Mom!!!" Thanks for reading. Part 2 to come very soon. Remember, this story isn't entirely true. The characters do exist, names have been changed, but up until the first bench scene, it is real, and quite recent. Thanks again!

My mom worked nights and sometimes if my step-dad or grandparents were unavailable, she would leave me with her old friend (Brenda) from her old high school. Brenda had a daughter (Shay)who was my age and a son who was a 2 years older (Dante). Brenda was the kind of mom who was either drunk or strung out most of the time; she would park herself in front of the TV and either zone out or fall asleep for hours. When I was at their house taking a bath before bed Dante would sneak into the bathroom and stare at me when I was in the tub. Sometimes he would help rub soap all over my body. Sometimes he would still his hand down his pants and move it slowly up and down. Brenda would usually have us go to bed around 9pm and she would go to her room and pass out in front of the TV in there. I slept on the couch when I was with them. One night after everyone had gone to bed I was laying on the couch playing with my pussy under the blanket (I played with myself a lot growing up). Around 10pm I heard someone come in to the living room, I pulled my hands out of my panties and I kept my eyes closed so I didn't get in trouble for being awake. Whoever it was kneeled down near me. I felt the blanket being pulled back so I tried to stay lipm in case Brenda was was seeing if I was really asleep. My nightgown had ridden up from me playing with myself so my tummy and panties were exposed. The cool air from the lack of blanket made me want to tense but I did my best to stay limp. Then I felt fingertips at the edge of my panties. They slid their hand over my warm bald pussy and ran a finger down the slit. I sighed and the hand pulled away. I pretended to be asleep hoping that they would continue but whoever it was hurried out of the dark room. I laid there scared and thrilled because someone was playing with me the way I liked to play with myself but I was scared because I didn't know what member of the household did it. I thought that it was probably Dante, but Shay and I had often explored and played with each other when we took baths together, I considered that it was unlikely to be Brenda but not impossible. The next day I tried watching them all more closely but they seemed totally normal. I couldn't wait for bedtime. I was determined to give them a chance to finish what they had started. I had rubbed my pussy a bit after everyone had gone to bed, I was so excited about the potential of being touched that my pussy felt swollen and wet. 10pm arrived and no one came, my stomach was turning with worry that they wouldn't come, but around 10:20 I heard movement. Whoever it was, was creeping near me. I heard a sigh and realized that it was Dante. This time he caressed my face with his hand and he ran his thumb along my lower lip, slightly putting his thumb in my mouth to touch the wetness of my saliva. I let my mouth fall open as he held my jaw with his thumb on my bottom teeth and his index finger under my chin. He proceeded to stick his thumb further into my mouth until he was stroking my tongue lightly. He let go of my jaw and I heard movement just before I felt something firm yet wonderfully soft touching my lips. I realized that it was his penis and that it was hard and big. He slowly rubbed it along my lips and then he would move the head of it into my mouth and then he would rub it around my lips again and then slowly dip it back in my mouth. This went on for a while but I was in heaven. I loved the feeling of it in my mouth and I loved that every few moments it seemed like his cock would seem to leak a bit of fluid that was salty and tasted great. He was breathing hard and mumbling words too soft for me to understand. After slowly fucking my mouth for a while he stopped with the head of his cock in my mouth. Though his head wasn't going any further into my mouth I could feel movement which I realized was him stroking his cock like he did when I was in the bath. A few moments of this went by and the tip of his cock was tasting even more salty. He took in a sharp breath and withdrew his cock head enough so that it was barely touching my lower lip and he blew his load in and around my mouth. He dipped his cock in my mouth a few more times and then withdrew. He had brought something with him to wipe off my face but the bit of cum that had gotten in my mouth was mine to keep. Dante went back to his room and I laid there rubbing my pussy in heaven with the taste of cum in my mouth. The next day I was scheming on how to get more time with his cock. Just after lunch, Dante left the dining room saying that he was going to take a shower. It was the opportunity I needed. I decided that since he walked in on me in the bathroom often I could do the same. Brenda was passed out in her bedroom and Shay was just starting her favorite TV show in the living room. I turned the bathroom door handle hoping he hadn't locked it. To my relief the handle turned without resistance. As I entered, Dante poked his head out of the shower curtain. I tried to act shy and said, "I really have to pee, I'll be really quick". Dante looked hesitant but said "okay" and closed the shower curtain. I went pee and flushed. Then I slowly moved to the shower and tried to peek through the gap in the curtain. He was turned so I could only see him from the side but I could see his soft cock and part of his nut sack. I was enthralled and my mouth started to water and my pussy got warm and wet. He turned and suddenly I was looking at the whole package, and I realized that he was looking down at me. "What are you doing?" he asked. I turned bright red and was terrified as I tried to think of a lie so I said, "I wanted to see what a boy's thing looked like, a girl at school was talking about it and I wanted to see for myself", I looked down at the floor hoping he believed me. He put his hand under my chin and said, "I'm not mad. I understand, I know that girls your age are curious, but you should probably go back out so my mom doesn't get mad. I'm not sure she would understand your curiosity." It made sense to me so I left the bathroom thrilled that I had seen it. I sat on the sofa while Shay laid on the floor watching TV. After a few episodes Dante had gotten out of the shower and sat next to me on the couch. He was wearing a white wife beater and red baggy basketball shorts. I kept glancing at his crotch and after a while I saw that the bulge in his pants was growing. After a few minutes it looked like something a little smaller than a cucumber was creating a thick line in his pants. We both glanced at Shay from time to time but she was absorbed in her show. Dante grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch and put it over his lap. I was disappointed so I focused on the TV for a moment and when I looked back at his crotch he was holding the edge of the blanket up and had his thumb hooked in his shorts so I was looking at the head and a few inches of his cock sticking out of the top of his underwear. I looked up at him and he was focusing on the TV, I think he was doing it so that if his sister looked back she wouldn't see what he was doing behind the blanket and so she didn't wonder why we were both looking at her brother's lap. We heard a door squeak and knew Brenda was coming out of her room and Dante lowered the blanket over himself. After Brenda passed through the living room into the kitchen, Dante leaned over to me and whispered so softly that it was barely the sound of breath, "come into my room tonight after everyone is asleep and I can tell you more about boy privates". The next few hours went by terribly slow. At 10pm I got out of bed armed with the lie that I was just heading to the bathroom (just in case I encountered Brenda or Shay) and made it to Dante's door. I entered quietly and made sure to gently shut the door behind me. Dante was wearing what he had been wearing earlier. He told me to crawl into the lower bunk of his bunk bed near the wall so that if anyone walked into his room they wouldn't see me because his larger body would be blocking me from view. I did as he said and he crawled in after me. It was a small bed so we were pretty close as we both laid our heads on his pillow. He began to whisper, "okay, so we can't move too much because the bed creaks and we have to whisper because my mom will hear us." I nodded and whispered "okay". He continued, "a penis has two stages: soft and hard" he adjusted himself in the bed and said, "it's soft right now, reach down and touch it" I reached down and touched his squishy soft cock. Dante said, "yeah, just like that, now pet it and it will grow and get hard" so I did what he said. I rubbed it and petted it and it got hard pretty quick. I already knew most of what he telling me but him thinking that he was teaching me was giving me a chance to play with his cock. He then said, "When a cock gets hard it means that a guy is ready to squirt this special white stuff that makes guys feel good and that girls really like. There are lots of ways to get the white stuff out and there are lots of things to do with it. I'm going to show you some of it. So first I want you to scoot down under the blanket until your mouth is is in front of my penis." I did what he said and scooted down until his cock touched my chin, he had pulled his pants down below his butt so his whole package was out. He said, okay, I want you to put your mouth over the tip and I'm going to move it in and out of your mouth, so just hold your head still". I put my mouth over his cock head and locked my lips right behind the rim of his cock head. He began to slowly pump his hips back and forth letting his cock gently touch the back of my throat and then withdrawing. The salty taste was back and I was loving it. "Okay, come back up here he said", I let his cock slide out of my mouth and I wiggled back up. He then started to fumble with my panties getting his hand under the waist band and over my slit, "Now there are a few places that guys like to squirt their white stuff: in a girl's mouth, in a girl's butt hole, in a girl's vagina or all over the girl's body. Girl's are supposed to want guys to give them their white stuff. Do you want to try to get some of my white stuff?" I nodded and tried not to seem too eager. He continued, "now a guy can only let out white stuff once every few hours and sometimes only once a day". He was fingering me as he spoke, "A penis can make a girl feel really good pretty much anywhere but girls really love a penis to touch their vagina and go inside it. I don't think you are ready for it to go inside of your vagina but I think you might like the way it feels against your vagina. He pulled down the front of my panties and moved his hips forward until his cock was touching the top of my slit. He kissed the top of my forehead and said, "you just try to lay still and I'll do all of the movement so we stay quiet." he wrapped his arm around me and held me close. My face was pressed to his chest as he pushed his dick against my pussy lips. I was so wet that his cock slid between my legs easily. His cock was trapped in a tight grip between my thighs, pussy lips and the the elastic band of my underwear. He humped me a slowly, his cock gliding over my clit made me cum. When he would ask if it felt good I would nod my head against his chest lost in pleasure. He said, "oh, your doing so good, you are going to make me squirt." he pumped a few more times and I felt a hotwe wave of cum splash all over my pussy, his continued humping left my pussy smeared with his fluid and I was content. I went back home the next day after promising Dante that his teachings would be kept secret. It was 3 weeks before I was back at Brenda's house. At around 8:30 that night I had just finished brushing my teeth and about to leave the bathroom when I turned to find Dante leaning in the open doorway. He was wearing a t-shirt with jogging pants. He lifted his t-shirt up to reveal that his hard cock was pointing up at his belly button pressed tight against his stomach by the waist band of his pants. His cock head was swollen and luscious, the veins stood out under the skin. He lowered his shirt smiling, obviously pleased at how instantly distracted by his cock I was and said, "I was thinking I could continue teaching you more about boys tonight" I was so pleased and excited that I just nodded. He lifted his shirt one more time and gave me a wider smile, lowered his shirt and left. That night I snuck into his room again and crawled into bed against the wall. This time he said that his cock needed more excitement to squirt and that we could make a little more noise because his mom had a lot to drink that day and would be passed out. He had me take off my panties and he pulled his pants and boxers down to his knees. He told me to kneel over his face because he was going to make my vagina feel good while I made his cock feel good. He had me suck his cock while he licked my pussy and it felt so good that at one point he had to start lifting his hips off of the bed and start sort of humping my face because his tongue probing my pussy felt so good. After a while he had me turn around and straddle his waist so that his cock was pressed between my pussy lips and his stomach. He humped while I rubbed my pussy over his cock making myself cum. He grunted and humped but at one point he got frustrated and had me lay on my back while he climbed over me. He pushed his cock against my slit humping and grinding against me. I came two more times. He stopped for a second and then said, "I want to try something, if it hurts you have to be quiet, you can tell me to stop but you have to be quiet because if we get caught I won't be able to teach you anymore". I nodded and whispered, "I'll be quiet". He nodded and lined his cock head up with my pussy opening and he whispered, "I'm going to go slow". He began to push, he got a few inches in and shuddered and whispered, "oh your little pussy feels so good" he slid further into me. My pussy felt so warm and was so wet, every time he would move or his cock would pulse my pussy would clamp down in excitement. He pulled back and I was about to protest and tell him to keep it in but he started a sliding it in and this time he slid all the way in until his body was pressed tight to mine. My eyes rolled back into my head and my mouth fell open as I drooled in mind numbing pleasure. He barely pulled back when his body stiffened and he plunged back into me, his dick throbbed and spasmed as he shot his load deep into my cunt. The next night when I crawled into his bed he had me lay on my stomach so he could play with my pussy and ass. He licked my ass and probed me with his tongue and I loved it. Once he had licked my ass, fingered my pussy and stroked himself to his hearts content he climbed on top of me with his legs straddling my thighs and he entered my pussy from behind, he said "I've been watching some adult videos that teach about what men a women do to each other, this is called 'prone bone' and all you have to do is lay flat on your stomach." he rubbed his cock head over my ass hole and slowly down until he was lined up with my pussy hole and he started to push. He pulled in and out a few times before going as deep as he could. He humped me from behind saying things like, "mmm you feel so good" and "damn your pussy feels so good". With his body pressed in a tight line to mine he whispered in my ear from behind, "Your my secret girlfriend now, you can't tell anyone ever or you won't be allowed over here" he began to hump faster.. he started to speak in between thrusts "do" thrust "you" thrust "understand" thrust. I nodded. He thrust a few more times before I felt him spasm inside of me as he came. I just laid there and wished he could keep cumming in my pussy

Introduction Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. It was a brave decision to make as I’d applied for the job after seeing the job advert in a BDSM magazine that someone had left in the hairdressers where I worked. I didn’t really know what I was letting myself in for, but I really did need to do something because my life was so drab and boring. Even the interview for the job was unbelievable, but I was so desperate to change my life that I did everything that was asked of me, and I was finally offered the job. Shortly after starting the job my employer (Jon) told me to write a Journal of my new life, and he has since created a web site that it is published on. http://www.asstr.org/~Vanessa/ If you care to read my Journal you will discover that my relationship with Jon is rather different to that of most employee and employer, but I have easily come to realise that I have a life that just could not be more satisfying or pleasurable. I love my life and all the little adventures that Jon and I get up to. Apart from a little bit of hair that grows on my legs, I have no body hair below my neck. It’s all been removed with electrolysis. I’m slim with small(ish), pert breasts that have small aureoles and giant nipples. When they’re hard Jon says they’re like chapel hat pegs. I have a nice firm, flat stomach with a pubic bone that does stick out a bit. In my pussy lips I have 2 little gold rings that Jon put in me. My clit is very prominent and is usually sticking out between my lips. It’s about an inch long with a little round head. Jon sometimes calls it my little dick. I don’t own any bras, knickers, trousers, leggings or shorts; and 90% of my skirts and dresses can be described as mini or micro. I used to be a very shy girl, but I’ve now gone completely the other way, and get a great thrill from letting other people see my body. I hope that’s enough to satisfy the people who asked. If it isn’t, perhaps they would like to e-mail me with specific questions. [email protected] Jon told me to stop writing my Journal in the summer of 1999, but has recently asked me to document, some of the more interesting experiences that we have had since then. Both Jon and I have been scouring the Internet looking for ideas for little adventures or incidents that we could manufacture to have some fun. We’ve found one or two stories that appear to be slightly rewritten copies of some of the text in my Journal, and one or two that are very similar to some of the adventures that we’ve had and that I’ve written about in my Journal. At first I was a bit annoyed about this, but Jon said that I should be honoured that someone thought our adventures were good enough to copy. I’ve started thinking that way as well. The adventure I’m about to describe is when Jon decided that I should further my education a bit by: - Going to Night School If you’ve read my Journal you will know that I’m not a very big person (well, the features that you can see when I’ve got some clothes on) and that my face is quite young looking. Just before Christmas 2000 I’d lost my part-time job as a hairdresser when the building that the salon was in caught fire. Just after Christmas 2000 Jon decided that I would go back to school. At first I was a bit horrified that he wanted me to spend days sitting through boring lessons, but after a couple of minutes of explanation I started looking forward to it. Jon took me to a comprehensive school at the other side of town and I signed-up for Computer Literacy Course. He said that it was time that I learned a bit more about PCs. The next night he took me to a college and into an Art Class. When I saw all the students sketching a bunch of flowers that was on a desk in the middle of the room I got a little worried and excited. I tried to tell Jon that I was a hopeless artist, but he wouldn’t listen to me. A couple of minutes later the teacher came into the classroom and over to us. Jon asked if he was still looking for a life model. At first I didn’t twig but as the teacher looked me up and down I realised that Jon wanted me to pose for the class. I got all excited thinking 'wow, legitimate flashing’. Without even talking to me Jon and the teacher agreed that I’d pose for the class on each Monday evening for the next 4 weeks. This is what happened at the classes – well the interesting bits. Computer Class I was just starting to put some clothes on to go to my first evening class when Jon told me to wear a blouse and skirt. The blouse he told me to wear was quite baggy and he told me not to fasten the top 3 buttons. This meant that the highest button that was fastened was right in the middle of my boobs. As soon as Jon told me that I realised that he wanted me to let the teacher see inside my blouse. I didn’t need telling twice; in fact I was looking forward to it. I made sure that the blouse wasn’t tucked into my skirt much so that it only needed me to lean forward a little for there to be a gaping hole for him to see in when he stood next to me. I put a coat on and drove Jon’s car to the school. When I got there and found the right classroom, 4 other people were already sat in front of PCs talking to each other. As I walked in they all smiled at me and 2 said, “Hi.” When I took my coat off one of the older men’s eyes opened wide when he saw my micro skirt. I smiled at him and asked if I could sit at any of the desks. After a slight pause he said ‘yes’ so I chose a desk on the side of an aisle so that the teacher would be stood to my left. I sat not too close to the desk so that I had to lean forward a bit. Sat like that also meant that a lot of my thighs would be showing and perhaps a bit of my bald pubes too, especially as I never cross my legs. Another 5 or 6 people came in and then the teacher. He was a bald, middle-aged man, married man; well he was wearing a wedding ring. After the introductions the teacher got us to switch the PCs on and then told us how to run a program that showed us all about the different bits of a PC. I pretended that I had never used a PC before and that I couldn’t find the buttons that he was telling us to click on. After he tried to describe where I should be looking and me saying that I couldn’t see it, he finally came over to show me. Poor man, he just about stopped dead in his tracks when he saw my skirt and legs. I saw him blush a little as he stood beside me and pointed to the button on the screen. As he walked back to the front, he turned and looked back to me for a second before continuing with his lesson. After about 10 minutes I couldn’t find another button. This time the man didn’t bother to describe where it was, he came and stood beside me and pointed it out. This happened another couple of times and then just before the end of the lesson I needed his help again. This time he came and stood in front of my desk and leaned over my PC monitor to show me where something was. As he leaned forward I could see that his eyes were looking straight up my skirt. The second lesson. When I arrived the next week I was a little late and there was only one PC free. That was in the middle of the front row. I’d just got myself organised when the teacher came in. It wasn’t the same man. The new man (Peter Johnson) is about my age and looks a bit of a geek. After he’d introduced himself he told us that the previous teacher was unwell and that he would be taking over the class. When we did the round introducing ourselves, the teacher stared at me for quite a while before moving on to the next person. That made me a bit uncomfortable, but not enough for me to think about the fun I could have. As the others were introducing themselves I was thinking about my friend Debbie and the fun that she used to have at school. This teacher tends to go off the subject a bit and rabbit on about things that don’t seem relevant to what we’re doing. It was during about his third trip into technophobic whatever that I decided to try to bring him back to earth. Up until then I’d been sat with my knees tightly together and been concentrating on the lesson, but I was getting bored listening to irrelevant gobbledegook so I let my knees part. Peter was walking back and forth across the front of the room and so deep into his little story that it took ages for him realise what he was missing. He kept looking down at the floor, but never towards me. Eventually he did look over towards me. He stooped mid sentence, went bright red, and then carried on talking. He stared at my legs, and up my skirt, for a few seconds then looked me in the eye. I just smiled at him. The poor man just seemed to lose it from that point in the lesson. He kept sneaking glances at my legs and pussy, but he looked as if he was a naughty schoolboy doing something that he shouldn’t. Even though he went to help other students with problems, he wouldn’t come near me. Each time I asked him a question he stayed at the front and explained in great detail what I should be doing. At the end of the lesson he was gone before anyone else. I overheard a couple of the students talking as they went out, one was saying that the teacher was cute and shy. The third lesson. I’d enjoyed my little game with the ‘new’ teacher the previous week and wanted to continue it so I arrived early to make sure that I got the same PC. I was a little surprised to find that not only was the teacher already there, but that he’d put a chair in the middle of the front of the class. I was looking at it when Peter said ‘good evening’, and explained that he’d had an accident and hurt a leg. He was going to use the chair so that he didn’t have as far to walk. ‘Oh yeah’ I thought, but didn’t say anything. It could turn out better than planned. The rest of the students arrived and the class got started. Yes, some (most) of the men were ogling my ultra short skirt and low cut, lose top, and some of the women were giving me dirty looks; but I’m used to that. My only interests that night were learning a bit more about PCs, and having some fun with the teacher. Peter explained the chair to everyone and was limping about. After about 10 minutes he sat on the chair and kept talking. After a while he gave us an exercise to do and as I started it I looked up and saw where he was looking. My knees had been closed up until then, but as soon as I saw him looking they opened. Not a lot at first, but as he kept looking, my knees kept opening until they were about a foot apart. I got on with the exercise but kept looking up whenever no one was asking him a question. He certainly wasn’t as shy as he’d been the previous week. Someone at the back asked him another question and he had to go and show them something. As he got up and walked passed me I couldn’t help noticing that not only wasn’t he limping, he didn’t have a limp dick either, and there was quite a bulge in the front tight of his jeans. It looked quite painful. By then I’d realised that he had found his confidence and was out to enjoy himself as much as I was. I was as excited as his bulge told me he was and I could feel my juices seeping out of me. Just flashing him wasn’t enough, especially as he was blatantly staring at my pussy and little gold rings. I wanted to see how far I could go before he got embarrassed again. I shuffled my chair right under the desk. If I’d had a longer skirt on it would have risen up. As it was my bare backside was on the wooden chair. I let my left hand drop onto my leg whenever it wasn’t needed on the keyboard. Every so often I’d reach down and pull one of my rings or flick my clit. The first time I did it Peter did a double take. The second time his head moved down towards me a bit. After I finished the exercise there was a gap while some of the slower students caught up. I used that time to ‘toy’ with my clit and rings. I wasn’t actually frigging, but close to it. Peter was mesmerised and missed a couple of questions. One of the old men had to repeat himself louder, to get Peter to snap out of his trance. The lesson went on in a similar way and I was finding it difficult trying to type with my right hand whilst playing with my clit with my left hand. It’s not the actual typing; it’s concentrating enough to know what to type. By the time the lesson was nearly over I was getting close to cumming. There was no way that I wanted to leave without actually cumming in front of the teacher so when Peter said that there was just one more little thing to do before we all went home, I went for it. Just after Peter had finished telling everyone what he wanted them to do, I came. I shut my eyes, squeezed my mouth lips shut, and went over the edge. Somehow I managed to keep quiet and I don’t think that anyone realised what was happening – other than Peter. When I opened my eyes and looked at him his eyes were locked on my pussy. When I coughed a bit he looked up at my face. I smiled and he went bright red. At the end of the lesson Peter asked me to stop back for a minute. As I waited for everyone else to leave I was wondering if he was going to try and hit on me. In a way he did, he asked me if I’d go for a drink with him. I lied and told him that my husband was waiting outside for me. The next couple of weeks were very similar to the third week. Peter kept sitting on the chair in front of me, but his walking limp had gone. I kept teasing him. If anything different happens Jon has told me to write about it. Art Class Week 1 I was very nervous as I drove to the college. Earlier that afternoon I spent ages trying to decide what I should wear. In the end I came to my senses and remembered that no one was interested in what I was wearing going to the class. I put on a simple cotton mini dress and shoes. I was still nervous as I walked down the corridor to the classroom. It wasn’t just nervousness, it was excited nervousness. When I walked in the classroom everyone stopped talking and looked at me. After a pregnant pause the teacher came over to me, said ‘Hi’ and asked me if I’d posed before. When I told him that I hadn’t he told me that there was nothing to be nervous about, and asked me if I wanted a cup of coffee. I told him that I was okay, that coffee made me want to pee and that I didn’t want to have to go right in the middle of the session. He smiled and asked if I was ready to get started. I said that I was and asked what I had to do. The teacher then called for silence and told everyone who I was and started telling them how they had to sketch me. While he was doing that I looked round. There were about 20 people in there. Men and women of all ages from about 18 to 80. Some of them smiled at me and said hello while others just kept quiet. The teacher then told me to go behind the screen in the corner, take my clothes off, put my robe on and come back. He said that he’s put me in the pose that he wanted when I got back. He just said “Oh, okay!” when I told him that I didn’t have a robe. When you’ve only got a dress and shoes to take off it doesn’t take long and I was back within seconds. As I walked back I looked around and saw a couple of the men looking at me. One was a young man about 20. He didn’t look as if he was only there for the art. His look brought that familiar tingle and dampness to my pussy. “That was quick” he said and pointed to a big table in the middle of the room. He asked me to climb on and then he told me how to do the pose. I had to sit on the table with one leg bent at the knee and the other straight out. He told me to keep my knees nearly together, but I let them drift to about 6 inches apart. One hand was on the table behind me, whilst the other was on my thigh. I had to look up into the top corner of the room. Once the teacher was happy with my pose he called all the students over and started telling and showing then which parts of my body he wanted them to concentrate on. One part was my breasts. As he said that my nipples went even harder than they already were. There were 20 people stood all around me looking down on my naked body. Some were stood at my feet and I’m sure that they could see my juices leaking out of my pussy. One woman whispered to another next to her, but she wasn’t quiet enough. I think that most of the people in there heard her say, “I’ve never seen a woman with rings down there before.” Eventually they all went back to their places and started drawing. It was hard keeping still all that time, but at the same time I was enjoying it. After what seemed like an eternity the teacher came to the front and told me to have a 10 minute break. I was grateful for that and climbed down off the table. The teacher said that normally the models put their robes on for the break, and offered me his jacket. I thanked him and told him that I was all right as I was. Most of the students kept drawing but the young man came up to me and started chatting. As he was talking his eyes were everywhere but my eyes. It was nice (and a bit exciting) being chatted-up while I was naked and he wasn’t, but I wanted to see how the drawing were getting on. I excused myself and wandered round looking at the different drawings of me. Some were quite good, I even thought about asking what would happen to them after the lesson. It was funny the way some of the students just totally ignored me and got on with their work. I guess that they were the serious artists. Some of the men and a couple of the younger women chatted to me as I walked round. Some were staring at me and I didn’t know if it was for the benefit of their drawing or because I was naked in amongst them. Being naked in amongst those people gave me mixed feelings. The serious artists did absolutely nothing for me and I felt totally at easy with them. It was similar to being at the naturist swims and on a naturist beach. The people that I wasn’t sure about made me feel a little excited. The more that I thought someone was looking at me in a sexual manor, the more excited I got. When I got to round to where the young man that had been chatting me up was, I was getting really excited. That pussy tingle was very strong and I could really feel my juices flowing. As I walked up to him I saw that familiar bulge in his trousers. He tried chatting me up again, but I just kept asking him silly questions about his lousy attempt to draw me. His answers sounded just as stupid as my questions. If anyone was listening they must have thought we were both artistic thickies. The break came to an end and the teacher asked me to get back up on the table. As I was walking towards the table I decided that I’d better go to the toilet before getting stuck in one position again (I also wanted to clean up my soggy pussy before starting again). I told the teacher and asked him where the nearest toilet was. He told me that it was only about 20 yards down the corridor. I started waking towards the classroom door when the teacher said, “Hadn’t you better put some clothes on?” To be perfectly honest, the thought had crossed my mind but I wanted the chance to walk about the corridor a bit. I was wondering if I might meet and shock someone. I didn’t really give the teacher a chance to say any more, I just said, “No, it’s okay, it’s only a few yards and it sounds as if everyone’s in their classes.” With that I was out of the door and walking up the corridor. The teacher was right, it was only 20 yards to the toilet and I was in and out and back in the classroom in no time. I was a bit disappointed that I hadn’t seen anyone. The second half of the lesson went quite quickly and it wasn’t long before the teacher was telling me to get down and dressed. As I came out from behind the changing screen the young man was waiting for me and asked me if I’d like to go for a drink with him. Fortunately I didn’t get chance to answer him because the teacher interrupted and told him to go home. He then told me that I’d done well to keep so still for so long and asked if I was okay to come back the next week. I told him that I’d enjoyed it and would be back. Week 2 As I walked into the classroom there were about the same number of people who had been there the previous week. I did notice an extra couple of youngish people. The teacher arrived before I had the chance to do anything or talk to anyone, and immediately brought the class to order. He told the class that I was going to pose in an unusual position that night and that he wanted the students to add a little bit of imagination to their drawing. I hadn’t a clue what he meant by ‘unusual position’ until he turned to me and whispered, “Jon has told me that you’ll pose exactly as I tell you. You’re not going to give me any trouble are you?” I was a bit shocked and surprised. Whenever he had spoken to me before he’d given me the impression that he was a perfect gentleman. This dominant style took me my surprise. “Right,” he said, “go and get your clothes off while I get the ropes ready.” Another surprise I thought, it sounded as if I wasn’t going to have a problem keeping still that night. I turned towards the changing screen and saw that it wasn’t there. It was nowhere in the room. I turned back towards the teacher to tell him and to ask where I should get undressed. He was busy opening a bag so after a quick think I though, ‘what the hell’ and walked to the side of the room where there were some chairs. I turned to face the class and saw that about half the students were watching me and the other half were watching the teacher lift some ropes out of the bag. ‘Here goes’ I said to myself, I looked at one man, smiled at him and then lifted my top up over my head. The man was smiling back at me as I undid the little piece of Velcro that was holding my skirt up and dropped it to the floor. I then squatted down with my knees wide apart as I unfastened my sandals and the walked out of them. My pussy was starting to tingle and get wet. When I got back to the teacher he told me that he wanted me to climb on the table and hold my arms out while he tied a rope to each of my wrists. He then threw the rope over steel frame that was holding the roof up and pulled my arms up in the air. Maybe I need to explain that the school was originally built round about the turn of the 19th / 20th century. It has had quite a number of ‘extensions’ added, some quite recently. We were in the old part, a single story building. The teacher then told me to spread my legs and asked me if he needed to tie them to anything to keep them apart. I told him that it wasn’t necessary, as I was comfortable as I was. I wondered if he knew that I spent quite a bit of time hanging my wrist, naked and spread-eagle. I looked down at the students and realised that my pussy was at about head height for most of the students. I got a little wetter as I thought about what some of them might be thinking and knowing that there would be about 20 pairs of eyes staring at my pussy for the next hour. The next 30 or so minutes went in no time. I’d been daydreaming and when the teacher unfastened the ropes I suddenly realised that it had been a nice daydream and that my pussy felt really wet. I needed to go to the toilet and clean myself up a bit. I told the teacher where I was going and marched out before he had a chance to finish saying that perhaps I should put some clothes on. There was no one in the corridor or the toilet when I got there. I locked myself in cubicle, had a pee, wiped my pussy dry and was sat there playing with my clit when I heard some girls come in. I brought myself to an orgasm while I listened to them talking about what they were going to do to their boyfriends later that night. They stopped talking and stared at me as I opened the stall door and walked to the sinks. As I was washing my hands one of them asked me where my clothes where. I just said, “Art class” as if that would explain everything and walked out. In the corridor a school janitor stopped dead in his tracks and watched me as I walked passed him. Poor bloke, he looked as if he was about to have a heart attack. Back in the classroom I wandered round looking at different views of my spread-eagle naked body. One or two had taken ‘artistic licence’ and drawn me with extra ropes and belts on. One had actually drawn a dildo sticking out of my pussy. The detail that some had gone to while drawing my pussy and little gold rings was just amazing. I didn’t get chance to see all the drawings before the teacher called me over to resume the pose. As I walked back I looked over to there the young man was that fancied me. He looked disappointed. The teacher asked me if I was okay to continue and when I said I was he retied my wrists and told me to get back on the table. The end of the lesson came all too soon. The teacher dismissed the class and left me up there while they were all leaving. It was weird saying goodbye to them as the walked passed me having one last look at my naked pussy. When they’d all gone the teacher came over to me and asked me if I was okay with the different type of pose. I told him that I was and that I was used to being restrained like that. “Not in public I suspect, did you enjoy it? He asked. I think I actually blushed a bit as I admitted that I did before asking him when he was going to let me down. He then told me that he’d got a bit of overtime lined-up for me and got another couple of ropes out of his bag. He tied my right leg to one leg of the table and as he was tying my left leg to the other end of the table he told me that he’d arranged for a couple of his mates to come and take some photographs of me. For some reason I didn’t think that any harm could come to me, only good, so I wasn’t worried. In fact I was excited. I felt another tingle and surge of juices. A few minutes later 3 men and 2 women came in and started getting cameras out. Not a lot was said, but a lot of photographs were taken. One of the women got a big dildo out of her bag and smiled at me as she pushed it into my pussy before more photographs were taken. After about 5 minutes I was untied, the dildo was pulled out and I was told to lie on the table. Needless to say I was spread-eagle again. More photographs were taken and the teacher came and stood beside me and started playing with my pussy. I suddenly realised how vulnerable I was and obviously looked frightened because the teacher said, “Relax honey, we’re not going to fuck you, if we did you wouldn’t be back next week.” The six of them took it in turns to make me cum either with their hands or their mouths whilst the others kept taking more photographs. By the end of it I was knackered and just lay there as they packed up and left. I was still lying there when the janitor came in to switch the lights off and lock up. Poor man got quite a surprise and said, “Sorry.” I got up and put my clothes on as he watched me. As I walked out I said, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not.” I didn’t tell Jon about the photographers. Week 3 Driving to the school I was wondering what was in store for me. I’d put just a lose fitting cotton mini dress and shoes on, and as I walked into the school the wind was blowing it everywhere. I was a bit late, and by the time I got to the classroom everyone was there waiting for me. The teacher came up to me and said that he was getting a bit worried that I might not be there. He then told everyone that I was going to pose in a very submissive pose and that he wanted them to sketch me exactly as they saw me, no extra bits. Concentrate on what they could actually see. He then told me to get undressed and onto the table. Again the changing screen was missing so I just whipped my dress straight up over my head, kicked my shoes off and climbed onto the table. The teacher then told me how he wanted me to pose. What he described was the position that I have to get into when Jon tells me to ‘assume the position’. On my knees with them wide apart. I then have to lean back as far as I can and support my body with my hands on the floor. I’ve lost could of the number of times that I’ve been in this position, and for how long. If you add it all up it must be days, so another hour wasn’t going to make much difference. The difference this time was that there would be 20 odd pairs of eyes looking at me and my spread pussy. Again the time went very quickly as recalled the previous night’s session on the fucking machine at home. Jon had left me on the machine until I’d nearly passed out, then he’d fucked me until I came for the sixth time. I was still a bit sore. At the break I needed the toilet again; I needed to pee and cum. The teacher didn’t bother to say anything as I walked out of the classroom still naked. I didn’t see anyone again and relieved both aches in peace and quiet. However, as I went back onto the corridor there was a group of teenagers walking towards me. They were all dressed in sports gear and looked as if they’d just escaped from the gym. They saw me just as quickly as I saw them. I had a split second to decide to either jump back into the girl’s toilet or keep going. You’ve guessed it, I kept going. The teenagers (boys and girls) were all about 18 and they came out with all the comments that you’d expect in a situation like that. I was in the middle of the corridor and expecting them to break ranks and let me through the middle of them. I was expecting (and hoping for) a few groping hands, but I wasn’t expecting them to stop and block the corridor. They surrounded me and didn’t move when I asked them to. Whilst some of them were feeling my tits and pussy, one of them asked me why I was naked. I told them that I was the model in the Art class. Another said that I shouldn’t walk round the school without clothes on because anything could happen to me. When another said that they should teach me a lesson I started to get a little worried. They bundled me back into the girl’s toilets and discussed what they should do with me. Thankfully, when one of the lads suggested that all the lads should ‘fuck the ass off me’ the others didn’t agree. In the end they agreed that since I was a nude model I should be made to nude model for a lot more people. With one lad holding either of my arms they ran me all round the school corridors and outside through the car park onto the main road, back into the school grounds and onto the sports field. Most of the group were following us. I suppose that the lads thought that I was running so easily because they were holding my arms. In reality I was loving it. It was an excuse to be naked in public and to shock a few people. I knew that if we were caught I could get away with it by saying that the lads were forcing me to do it. If only they knew. As we went down one of the corridors we had to barge our way through a couple of classes that were ending. I’ve no idea what they were, but all the people were adults and we got a few comments from some of them. There were a few people in the car park and a lot more on the main road. I heard a couple of tyre screeches as on or two motorists got distracted. When we got into the middle of the sports field the lads let go of me and one of them said, “Let that be a lesson girl,” and they all walked off laughing. I stood there for a minute or so getting my breath back the worked out the best way to get back to the Art class. We’d gone in a big circle and the Art classroom wasn’t that far away. I only had a couple of classroom windows to pass before could get back into the building and then down a short bit of corridor and I’d be there. As I was walking down the path passed the classrooms I looked in to see a couple of people looking out towards me. One man had a big grin on his face. When I got back the teacher asked me if I was all right, he though that I might be ill or something. He didn’t ask me about the bits of wet grass on my feet. Anyway, it was back into the position and try to relax. About half way through the session I looked round the room a bit and saw that the young man who’d tried to chat me up was trying to attract my attention. He was at the back of the room and it was doubtful that any of the other students could see him unless they turned round. Out eyes met for a second and instead of him getting on with his sketch he rubbed the front of his trousers and pretended to wank himself. At the end of the lesson the teacher asked me to stay as I was while he dismissed the class. When they’d all gone he came and stood at the table at my knees end. In effect, right between my legs. He looked me up and down then said, “No photographers tonight, but I just wanted to tell you that you will really enjoy next week’s class. You’ll go home shattered.” When I told him that I was looking forward to it he turned, picked up his bags and walked out saying, “Good, see you next week then.” I put my dress and shoes on and went home. When I told Jon about the group of teenagers he just laughed and told me to be careful. Week 4 I was a bit late getting to the class and everyone was waiting for me. As soon as I walked in the teacher told everyone that he wanted them to try to capture the mood that I would soon be in. One of the women asked him what mood I would be in. His reply was just two words, “Sexual excitement.” When he said that I turned and looked at him and I heard one of the young men say, “Nice one teach.” I didn’t bother looking for the changing screen and just whipped my dress up and off. I didn’t know what to expect other than that I was going to be sexually excited in front of 20 plus people. I was wondering how, looking forward to it and getting a bit damp. My nipples were already rock hard. When I got up onto the table the teacher tied my wrists to the roof beams the same way he’d done the second time I’d posed. This time he’d got me to stand on a few books and when my wrists were secured he removed the books leaving me dangling there. After he’d done that he told me to open my legs wide and he tied my ankles to the legs of the table. I was tied spread-eagle in mid air, and with no way to move. At that point I didn’t know if my state of sexual excitement was enough for what the teacher wanted. It wasn’t really visible – apart from my slightly wet pussy and hard nipples; and being restrained like that for the next hour wasn’t going to tire me out. What happened next had me puzzled to start off with. The teacher got a little table and put it in-between my legs. Next he got a few books and put them on it. On top of that he got something that I hadn’t seen for years, a metronome that he must have borrowed from the music room. Then he got a big feather out of his bag and taped it to the metronome arm so that it was just touching my pussy. Then he set the metronome arm going backwards and forwards. My pussy was getting a very rhythmic tickle. As I started to understand what was going to happen to me I heard the teacher tell the students to concentrate on drawing my body first. He told them that it would take a while for my face to get the expression that he wanted them to capture. It didn’t take long. Within a couple of minutes my nipples were so hard that I thought they were going to burst and my pussy was really coming alive. I could feel my juices leaking out of me. Five minutes later I was very close to cumming. I guess that the teacher could tell that because he said, “Try and hold it Vanessa, the students need more time to get your expression down on paper.” Well I tried, it wasn’t as if I could back away, or close my legs. I tried to concentrate on anything but the inevitable. I looked round the room at the faces of the students. I tried to concentrate on the faces that were getting on with their sketching and looked oblivious to the situation. Every time I stared at one of those people I’d see a movement out of the corner of my eye that would distract me. Only about 60% of the students were just getting on with their job. The other 40% were being affected. There was one middle-aged woman who was sketching with one hand whilst her other hand was sliding up and down her body. I had to look at someone else because I was sure she was about to grab one of her tits or rub her pussy. I saw one young man who definitely had a hard-on, and he was licking his lips as well. Another older man was actually rubbing his dick through his trousers. The inevitable happened and I started to cum. My head was rolling from side to side and I could hear myself moaning. On top of that (or should I say below that), I could feel my juices rushing out of me. I desperately wanted a dick inside me but all I was getting was that damned feather. No sooner than my first orgasm started to subside than I could feel a second starting. I tried to fight it but I didn’t stand a chance. It hit me harder than the first. Right in the middle of it I looked round the room and saw that one middle-aged woman was looking all hot and bothered. I wondered what state her knickers (if she was wearing any) were in. When I started to come down from my high, the teacher came over and told me that it was time for a break. He stopped the metronome, took the feather off and showed it to me. It was saturated. He then asked me if I wanted to be untied for the break. When I told him that I was okay and was used to being restrained in similar positions he said, “Good, it would be a waste of valuable time untying then retying me. I slowly started to cool down a bit and became very aware of the state of my pussy and legs. I could feel my pussy gaping open and my juices running down my legs. Even my feet felt wet although that may have been sweat. During the break a few of the students came and had a closer look at me. As I looked down on them I could see a mixture of interest and lust on their faces. I could see what looked like painful bulges in the trousers of most of the men. One of the younger men was stood in front of me for ages. Never once did his eyes look up and meet mine. He was the last to go back to his easel and just before he left I could hear him muttering, “What I could do with that.” It wasn’t his dick that I wanted inside me, it was Jon’s. After a while the teacher came and put a new feather in the metronome and started it going again. My body jumped as the feather touched my pussy the first time. Before he told the students to get on with their sketching, the teacher looked up and asked me if I was all right to continue. I looked down at him and said, “Yes please.” It didn’t take long for that familiar feeling in my lower belly and pussy to start again and within 4 or 5 minutes I was cumming again and again and again. I must have had half a dozen orgasms before I finally passed out. When I came round I first felt the sweat that I was covered in. Straight after that it was the feather. I had another orgasm before I heard the teacher say, “Okay, that’s enough.” I was just hanging there for ages before the teacher lifter my legs onto the books and then untied me. As he untied my last wrist I started to collapse and he had to put his arm round me to stop me from falling. To be fair to the teacher he aimed at putting his arm round my waist. Because I was covered in sweat I kept slipping down and he only managed to keep me from falling when his arm had slipped up to my armpit. By that time his had was holding my left breast. He held me like that until I was standing on the ground. He lowered me onto a chair and said, “You stay there while the students finish off.” I was knackered; it took me about 5 minutes to feel able to stand up. When I did I slowly walked round the room. I wanted to see the sketches. Some were quite good, some not. A couple of them were quite interesting. They showed little drops of liquid in mid air below my pussy. I guess that I’d been squirting when I’d had my orgasms. Shortly after that the teacher ended the lesson and the students left. The teacher spent ages looking at all the sketches while I just sat there trying to find some energy. Eventually the teacher got up and thanked me for posing for the class. He said something about there not being many opportunities for artists to capture true human emotions. All I could think of to saw was, “The pleasure was all mine,” which it was. I know that I’m now a fully-fledged exhibitionist and it really had been a pleasure. It’s one thing letting people see me naked, but it’s something else letting them see me having multiple orgasms. It was a real turn-on. The teacher then said that he really had to lock the room and leave. I told him that I’d go and have a shower before going home. All that sweating had left me feeling quite dirty. I picked-up my dress and shoes and wandered out into the corridor. There was no one out there, it was getting late and I guess that most people had gone home. Just down the corridor are the girl’s toilets. Through a door at the back are the girl’s changing rooms and showers. I dropped my dress and shoes in the corner and went into the showers. It felt good. I stayed soaking for ages and not thinking about anything other than the pleasure that I’d just had. The next thing that I knew was that there was a man staring at me. I saw him out of the corner of my eye. He didn’t say anything, and I didn’t react to his presence. I just kept soaking up the warm water. After a few seconds with neither of us doing anything, the presence of a man watching me naked in the shower started to get me going again. I felt my nipples get hard and my pussy ache. That ache had to be relieved so my right hand slowly worked its way down to my clit. As my right hand got busy I still pretended that I hadn’t seen him. It didn’t take long for me to cum again, but as I did my head went up and I could no longer pretend that I hadn’t seen him. He realised that I was looking at him and he went bright red and started to tell me that he was the caretaker. He’d heard the water running and come to investigate. He said that he thought that everyone had gone home and that someone had left a shower running. The poor man was quite embarrassed. I turned the shower off, then told him that I’d been in the Art class and needed a shower before going home. I didn’t make any attempt to cover myself as I asked him if he’d got a towel that I could borrow. He said that he hadn’t, but that there might be one in one of the lockers in the changing room. I asked him if he could look for me and I followed him out into the changing room. He must have looked in just about all the lockers before turning towards me and saying, “Nothing, but I’ve got one in my workshop, I’ll go and get it.” He turned and walked out. I couldn’t see much point in hanging around waiting so I picked up my dress and shoes and followed him. It was only when he had to open a door that he realised that I was behind him. He started telling me that I shouldn’t be walking around the school naked but I interrupted him and told him I didn’t think that it would matter as we were the only ones there. He didn’t say anything and kept walking. We got to an outside door and as he opened it he turned to me. As he looked me up and down he said that I’d better wait there as someone might see me outside. I just said that I didn’t mind and kept following him. Fortunately, or unfortunately, there was no one around and we walked across a yard and into a little workshop. He opened a cupboard and got out a towel and gave it to me. By that time I was just about dry (apart from my hair) and I just rubbed my hair. As I was doing this I could see the caretaker staring at me. I took my time so that he could have a good look. Eventually I stopped, gave him the towel back and thanked him. We both stood there staring at each other for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably only a few seconds. In the end I broke the silence and said, “The kids don’t come in here then.” He just said, “What?” I pointed to the calendar on the wall. It has a big picture of a naked woman with her legs open a bit. I could just see the folds of her hairy pussy lips. “Yes, err No” he said. The man was obviously nervous about being alone with a naked woman so I said, “Sorry, but I don’t come upto her standards.” That seemed to settle him a bit because he said, “You’re more beautiful than her, I don’t really like big tits, and you shave down there. Besides, you’re here in the flesh, she isn’t.” We got talking a bit and I told him what I was doing at the school. After a seconds thought he nervously asked me if I’d pose for him. It was getting a bit late and Jon would be wondering where I was, but I said, “Okay, but just for a few minutes, my husband will be waiting for me.” With that he was off saying, “Back in two minutes.” While he was gone I had a look round. In one draw I found some old Fiesta magazines. I remembered Jon telling me about some of the letters that he’d read in them. The caretaker came back out of breath; he said that he thought I might have gone or that he’d find that he was dreaming and that I wasn’t real. I smiled at him and said, “I’m real all right. Now how do you want me to pose?” I was a bit surprised when he said, “With your legs wide open.” We spent the next 10 minutes with him taking photographs of me from all angles. He took some real close-ups of my pussy and I have to admit that I was getting turned-on. My pussy was real damp. Eventually he ran out of film and thanked me. I told him that it had been my pleasure but I really had to go. As I was putting my shoes and dress on he thanked me again, and said, “See you around.” As I walked out he said, “No underwear?” “Don’t believe it in.” I shouted back. What a nice man. Anyway, that’s all about my fun as a ‘mature’ schoolgirl and model. I have other experiences that Jon has told me to document. I’m sure that Jon will get me to publish all of them on my web pages, as and when he’s read them and is happy with them. Love Vanessa

escape 3 Thursday had come and it was the last day of my vacation. On Saturday, I'd be packing up camp and hiking out, but the trip was far from over. Normally I went on vacation to get some solitude, but this time I found myself with lot's of company and I liked the change. Melody, Stacy and Suzanne from the Charter Boarding School for girls had indicated that they had been watching me bathe and jack off for four years of summer camp. Tuesday they came to get an education on the "male body" and left with a good hand job lesson. Of course, I just ended the night with a great hand job for a hot young woman. On Wednesday night they came wanting to know how to give a good Blow Job, so I provided Melody with a mouth-on training experience. I think she taught me a thing or two about what amazing is. It's been a good day, but it seems to drag on forever waiting for sunset and for my returning pupils. I was so turned on all day, I spent most of the day naked in hopes that my students were watching through their telescope, but chose to put some shorts on before they got there. When sunset came I waited by my campfire for their return. As I watched the moon glisten across the cove I saw their canoe at a distance. My cock plumped in anticipation for their arrival. As they drew close I waded out into the water and pulled their canoe to shore. Unlike the other nights of the week, the sky was completely clear and the moon was so bright, that the campfire seemed dim. As the girls climbed out of the canoe the memories of the previous two nights flooded my mind. I could remember Suzanne's giant boobs and Melody's slim figure and pert breasts, but still my mind fixed on the sexy blonde, Stacy. She had touched me for a few seconds the night before and my whole body went nuts. I greeted them as we moved onto the shore. "We have some new questions tonight", Melody chimed in. "I think we've had some pretty intense class sessions over the last couple of days", I said, taking them by surprise. "I think tonight should begin with some relaxation and recreation." All three of the girls looked at me with a puzzled look. I had pretty much been their education slave for the last two nights and it was a very rewarding job, but I thought I would challenge them a little bit and see what happened. "What kind of relaxation and recreation are we talking about?", Suzanne said, clearly intrigued by my change in agenda. I backed my way into the water up to my waste and slipped my trunks off. Holding them up in the air I said, "I'll reveal more of myself for each naked girl I see on the beach." The girls looked at each other and Melody instantly started stripping down. It took her about 30 seconds to be totally naked on the beach. Her tall, thin body was beautiful. Her long slender legs lead up to a perfect little patch in the middle. Her stomach was completely flat and her breasts were just as squeezable as I'd remembered. I moved up slightly revealing my pubic hair. "O, come on", Suzanne said and she began to remove her clothes. Her breasts dominated her figure which was very dainty. Now I had two of the three completely naked in front of me and realized that I had never had two naked women in my presence at once. I stepped up revealing the top of my shaft but leaving half of my cock submerged. I was beginning stiffen up, so before long I would be completely visible. "Let's go, Stacy", Suzanne said impatiently. Stacy proceeded to lift her shirt off over her head. Her stomach was firm and her blonde hair flipped as it came out of the shirt. Next she unbuttoned her shorts and lowered the zipper. Her shorts fell to the ground and she stood there in only tiny panties and a lace bra. She reached her arms behind her and unclasped her bra and dropped it to the sand revealing the most pristine breasts I have ever seen. They were perfectly rounded and proportional to her body. All I could think about was wrapping my lips around them. As she bent over to remove her panties, her breasts dangled like the forbidden fruit in front of me and then she stood their next to her friends. Completely nude and illuminated by the moonlight. Her curves were like the hills of Ireland and her body looked like a dessert that you would devour every bit of, even if it made you sick. I was completely captivated by her. "Good job", Suzanne said, "he doesn't even have to step up." "He does really like you, Stacy", Melody added. That is when I realized that my cock was at full attention sticking out of the water and pointing right at her. It was like a hunting dog that had found it's prey. "Everybody into the pool for question answering time", I said diving in. The three girls smiled and ran into the lake. "Ok, Melody said, "I've heard that the first time can hurt." "Yes", I answered, "but only if that membrane has never broken. If you'd ridden horses or motorcycles or sometimes even a bike it won't be there anymore" "Cool", Suzanne said. "So we've seen how you have orgasm, but how do we?" "Well, I've never been a woman", I responded, "but I know that if you put your finger inside your outside lips, you should find a little hard spot like a bb." Although I couldn't see their hands as we were in up to our necks, it seemed obvious that all three girls were searching. "Where?", Melody asked, clearly probing herself with no luck. "Right...", I said reaching my hand over between her legs and feeling for the spot, "here", I said lightly massaging it. "O yea", she said. "That feels different." "Hey don't hog the fun", Suzanne said jokingly as she splashed Melody. Melody splashed her back an the war was on. Soon they were practically wrestling in the water. There were fine boobs and butts flying everywhere. Suddenly my full attention was turned from the playful girls. I felt a hand run up my leg and cradle my balls. It was Stacy. Her other hand wrapped around my very erect cock under the water. "Mr. teacher", she said in a innocent playful voice, "Can you show me that spot too?" She floated closer to me and gave me a deep kiss. I could feel her perfect breasts against me as her tongue entered my mouth. It seems that she had kissed before. My entire body shuttered and I moved my hand down her body to point out her sweet spot, but she grabbed my hand and said, "could you show it to me with this?", as she tugged my cock toward her pussy. She proceeded to wrap her legs around me as I was standing in the lake. I guided my rock hard cock to her erogenous zone and massaged her with it gently. "O my God!", she said as I messaged her. My cock slipped back slightly and hit the opening of her pussy. She instinctively tightened her legs pulling my cock completely inside of her. We both moaned in extreme pleasure. Her pussy was so tight I could feel my cock pulsating inside of her. We continued to kiss deeply and then she kicked her head back in pleasure and I lowered my mouth to her breasts. At long last I could taste her. She continued to moan in pleasure and then cried out, "It's huge!", and then continued to moan. While devouring her breasts and kissing her neck I began to walk out of the water. Her legs were wrapped around me so tight that she didn't even slip when we departed the lake and my cock held her in place as it was hard enough to hang a building from. I moved to the towel I had on the beach and slowly lowered both of us to the ground with out ever unlinking. Our lips embraced again as our tongues worked furiously in each other's mouth and I began to thrust into her. At the first thrust she stopped breathing and I thought, "Surely it won't be that easy". I thrusted again and she continued to hold her breath. Her hands held tightly to the side of my body and her face began to become flush. Looking down at her I could see her blonde hair spread across the towel and her breasts jiggle as I thrust. Her nipples were as hard as rocks and her mouth and eyes were wide open. I pushed into her hard and deep. Her pussy wrapped my cock like a condom it was so tight and I didn't have much longer. I thrust again and felt pleasure rising up inside of me, than out of nowhere I hear. "O GOD, YOU ARE A GOD!", as Stacy screamed at the top of her lungs. That was all I could handle I held deep inside of her and blew my load as she arched her back and continued to shout, i couldn't hear her over my own proclamations of joy. My cock pumped inside of her releasing wave after wave of cum. Our bodies pulsated in a violent harmony as we peaked and after what seemed like an hour of ecstasy it grew quiet. There I was laying on top of one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen with my cock deep inside of her and she just laid there with her eyes closed saying, "yes, o yes", quietly under her breath. I slowly withdrew from her and rolled over on the towel next to her. That when I saw Melody and Suzanne standing still naked in the water with looks of astonishment on their faces as they stared right at us. "yes, o yes", was still whispered in the background as Stacy lay motionless. "So last night you said that you needed some time in between orgasms", Suzanne said, "how long do you need?" My mind was swimming with the experience I just had and I had another young lady basically asking when it was going to be her turn. I leaned over and kissed Stacy on the neck as she continued to silently chant and then said, "I don't know, usually it just comes with the flow. It partially depends on the overall circumstances and how hard the lady is willing to work" "I'm a hard worker", Suzanne said as she walked up onto the shore, "And I have had a really good teacher." "I could feel my cock hardening again and thought, "How is this possible?" Suzanne walked right by me and unzipped the door to the tent. "Are you coming big boy?", she asked while looking down at my dripping wet cock and doing a pretty good job of sounding seductive. I ran my hand down Stacy's body one more time and she opened her eyes, coming out of her trance. She smiled at me with a dreamy look in her eyes and mouthes the words, "thank you". "Baby, the pleasure was all mine.", I responded and she closed her eyes as if she were going to sleep. I moved toward the tent and when I climbed in, Suzanne was there in all of her big bosomed glory. "Let's see what we can do about this", she said while reaching for my semi erect cock. Her hands were electrifying and I couldn't believe how responsive my body was. She then proceeded to push me over on my back and get on her knees between my legs. "I didn't get to do this last night", she said as she lowered her mouth on to my cock. It was already covered with cum and Stacy's juices, now Suzanne was adding to it. "Wow, this is good", Suzanne said while momentarily removing her mouth, but then instantly went back down on me. I could feel my cock hardening in her mouth as she played with my balls with her right hand and caressed my chest with her left. Her mouth felt absolutely amazing but I recognized a unique opportunity. I had never actually been with a woman this well endowed before. "O that's good", I said, "Did you know that you have a unique sexual ability?" She pulled her head up, "and what would that be", she said and then engulfed me again. I gulped and then found words, "Your breasts are extremely large and there's a thing you can do where you put my cock in between them and massage with them." She pulled her head up and smiled and then leaned in. I could feel her nipples as the slid across my legs and then she pressed my cock firmly between her D cups and begin to rock back and forth. "Like this?", she inquired. "Yes, just like that", I answered struggling to speak amidst the pleasure. As she continued I could feel an orgasm welling up inside of me. How could that even be possible, it hadn't even been thirty minutes. I grabbed her by the shoulders and lifted her up and set her onto my cock as I slowly inserted into her. I instantly felt resistance and realized this was going to hurt her. "Are you sure?", I asked her. "God just do it, I've got to have it", she almost shouted out. At that point I forced myself into her popping her cherry. She flinched and straightened up sitting right on top of me and I just held still. After a second she started bouncing on me pushing my cock deep inside of her. I reached forward with my finger and began to massage the sweet spot I had taught her about and she began to bounce higher and harder. My cock was pulled tight inside of her and when I looked up all I could see was her breasts bouncing like jello. I could no longer hold the orgasm back and blew inside of her, pushing her head against the top of the tent as I thrusted. I held still as I filled her tight pussy with cum. As my orgasm subsided I continued to hold her there and massage her with me still deep inside of her and within two minutes she grew very, very quiet and still. She grabbed my hand to hold it still as she forced herself down as hard as she could on my still erect cock. In silent ecstasy she had her first full orgasm and then fell to my side. "Stacy's right", she said, "you are a god." I didn't even know how to take that statement. in my everyday life I was just a normal guy, but on vacation I must really be something. "I've got to go tell them about this", Suzanne said as she quickly exited the tent. I could hear the three girls speaking outside. Suzanne would say one thing and then Stacy another about their pleasurable experience. I just laid there exhausted and incredibly fulfilled. I had never had sex that close together before and never had sex with more than one woman in a night, much less extremely hot virgins. I just laid there in my tent listening to the girls ramble on and unintentionally slipped off to sleep. "Hey baby", I heard a voice close to me. "You fell asleep on us." I squinted my eyes open to see Melody laying next to me in my tent. I could actually feel her still naked body against me. Her skin was as soft as silk and her deep brown eyes were comforting as she ran her fingers through my hair. "Do you have anymore left for me?", she asked as she slid her hand down my chest until her fingers ran across my now limp cock. "I've never done three times in one night before.", I responded to her, "I just don't know if I'm capable.", I said trying not to disappoint. She continued to lightly fondle my cock and it felt so good. Melody leaned in close to my ear. i could feel her plump breasts pressing against me as she wrapped her long fingers around my cock. She whispered heavily into my ear, "You can be my first, first time and I can be your first third time.", and then she started kissing my neck. The feeling of her fingers around my cock was exhilarating and the sensation of her firm body against me was arousing. Suddenly I had the sensation that I was getting hard again, but how. Melody proceeded to kiss and lick down my chest and stomach until she got to my semi-hard cock. She then began to suck and pump me like she did the night before. The sensation was as mind-blowing as it had been just about 24 hours before. i don't know what it was about her mouth, but it was the perfect shape and size for my cock. I slowly began to harden up and she pulled her mouth away from me slightly looking me right in the eyes with a string of juices coming from her mouth to my cock and said, "I think you're capable of more than you thought", She sucked me so hard again, like only she could do and in no time I was rock hard. How could this be. "Let's get you inside of me", she said as she shifted around in the tent. I sat up and pulled her toward me. As I sat her down straddling my lap I guided my incredibly firm cock into her fresh pussy. She was dripping wet just like Tuesday night, but now she could know why. As she slid down on me I felt no resistance and she seemed to feel no pain as she said, "O yea, that's really good". Just as I had hoped, she was the perfect height. Her breasts were right at the level of my mouth as she sat in my lap. I began to suck her nipples. They were as hard as stone and she yelped a little and then moaned in pleasure. With my hands I began to raise and lower her. She followed my lead and would rise until I was almost out of her and then slowly lower back down all while I sucked her pert breasts. My hands couldn't find an inch of lose skin. I probed her body only to find it tight in every way except her pussy. She was wet and wide open. I was deep inside of her and she began to breath shallow and say, "Oooooo", under her breath. It was already coming for her, but she had just witnessed a lot of sexual activity to prepare her. I sucked hard on her right nipple and her sound became louder and higher. I placed my hands on the ground and began to lift up my entire body, inserting my cock as far as it could possibly go. She continued to get louder and higher and her, "oooooo", turned into and "oooooh". I released her breasts from my mouth and lifted myself off the ground leaning back and bowing my back and she exploded. Her cum started running down my body as her pussy contracted and released around my hard cock. The massage my cock was receiving gave me that feeling again. Was I really about to... and bang, out of nowhere I launched inside of her adding to the mess of fluids running all over the place. I'm not sure when she stopped, because I was still going and she bounced on me to provide me with extra pleasure. Finally I lowered back down and she fell down on top of me. Her hair across my face and my cock still inside of her. "I knew you had it in you, but I had no idea what it was", She said as she breathed hard. "If that was your leftovers than I wonder what Stacy got?" "That wasn't leftovers sweetheart, you guys just must have given me enough sleep to rejuvenate.", I responded. "Rejuvenate?", Melody questioned, "you were only asleep for five minutes. I heard you snoring and decided to pay you a visit." I couldn't believe it. In less than one hour I great sex three times with three different unbelievably hot women and all three of them had orgasms as well as myself. Suddenly I was a lot more tired. "Well, Zeus", Melody stated sarcastically, "we'd probably better go and let you get your rest for tomorrow night." She kissed me on the lips and licked all the way down my body ending at the tip of my cock and then exited the tent. As soon as Melody was out, Suzanne was in. As she crawled on top of me her breasts rubbed the length of my body. She said, "You're not tired are you? Can the teacher not keep up with the students?", and she squeezed my soaking wet cock and then pulled her hand away. "You need a bath, but I guess that's what started this whole thing. See you tomorrow.", and she slipped out of the tent. Finally Stacy crawled in. She was still completely naked and her pristine body surprised me even though I had just fully experienced it less than an hour before. She didn't say anything. She just snuggled up next to me and put her head on my shoulder. I could feel her pubes against my hip as she wrapped her leg over my left leg and pressed it lightly against my balls. Neither one of us spoke as we lay together in silence. It was the most comfortable I'd ever been. It was arousing but not sexual, just complete. "Stace, we gotta go", Melody's voice rang out. Stacy lifted up allowing me to see her beautiful blue eyes. "Please do that to me again, soon.", she said and then wrapped one hand around my cock and kissed me deeply. My hold body was filled with pleasure and she slowly slipped away. I would have followed her out, but my legs had lost all ability to function. I heard their voices fade away as they paddled off and lay in disbelief about what had just happened. It was the most amazing sexual night of my life. Unable to stay awake, I slept.

My name is Chris, I am 20 years old and I am rather the low-key type of a gay slut. I am small, slender and pale and got long, curly black hair, meaning that I look weak and a little vain, I talk big when I am with friends and they just take me as a funny egomaniac - no one would suspect what I am doing at nights. In this story, I want to talk about how I became who I am. Part 1 - Discovery When I first discovered sexuality, I was always fascinated by the female perspective of sexuality. A man just pleases his needs on a woman, no matter if he thrusts her pussy until he busts or if she sucks his meat until he releases his lust into her mouth. A woman on the other side is always not only a lover, but an object of lust. Whenever it comes to sexuality, women are degraded and objectificated and when they have sex, they approve to become an object to satisfy their lover, no matter if they let a dick slide into their cunt or into their mouth. At least that is what I thought at this time - later I learned that man and woman can be coequal in love and lust, still this is not how I like to have sex. Because of this fascination a little femininity always accompanied me on my way to reach maturity. When I first noticed that I had a boner, I thought that my dick would turn into a pussy, and the longer I kept this thought, the less frightening it got. It was the same the first few times masturbating, after orgasming I feared to turn into a woman because of it. After watching porn the first time, I wondered how it would be to take the part of the woman - sometimes I imagined to be some kind of classy hooker who would do all kinds of naughty stuff to her lovers. For some reason, I never watched gay porn though, I actually thought it was gross - maybe because I didn't want to realize what I had to do. So I stayed with my female fantasies and did something I am not proud of. When I discovered sex chat rooms I pretended to be a girl to role-play with the men. For years I was the horniest whore on there and satisfied countless of mostly elder men... this taught me a lot about my desires, the desires of normal horny men and how to please them. Because I was really ashamed about lying (but not about degrading myself!) I stopped. Instead I started exploring my body more precise. I already knew how I could use my penis to please myself, now it was time to learn my asshole. You know, when I first touched my penis I firstly thought it was gross and nasty, but the more practice I had, the more pleasant it got. It was the same with my asshole. First I bent over in the shower and let the water play with my pink ass, then I got more brave and let my fingers play with it after I soaped it, then I slowly inserted a first finger, a second, a third and loosened it up. In my room I found a plastic object almost shaped like a dildo, so I put it into a plastic bag and slowly inserted it into my dry anus until it was all in. I could feel it through half of my body and with a little muscle contraction I could also push it out again, always petting my intestinal walls. It was hard to please myself like this as I was dry as the desert but I liked it. I anyway fancied oral sex above anal sex and to complete my degradation I lied down on my back and put my hips in the air so that my rock hard dick was right above my face. I fapped and fapped, closed my eyes, opened my mouth and got my tongue out, imagined a dick fucking my face and in this moment I came, felt the dildo deep between my legs and jizzed furiously on my tongue and into my mouth. My love for the gross, bitter milk could not be hidden any further. I started to read hentais which played a central role in my development. Intrigued by the optic charme they imparted simple scenes like a woman on her knees sucking cock I wanted more - and found stories about men physically turning into women and exploring their new sexuality. I searched for written stories going more into detail about the journey and sooner or later I was settled with gay stories. Men renouncing their masculinity to become not a woman, but a bitch, worth less than a woman as they didn't have a juicy pussy, just a mouth and an ass to please their fuckers. A fate I had in mind for myself. I practiced, every day I spent half an hour on my knees while reading gay submission to learn my place. I learned how to clean my body for sex, especially anal sex, I bought thick sausages to practice sucking and deepthroating until I handled 20 cm, I let my hair grow and studied female clothing, as I'd love to become a cross-dressing faggot. Whenever I looked into the mirror, I didn't hate my body for being so weak anymore, I loved it for being perfect for my future sex life. That way, I could return to the chat rooms, this time as a dick-loving sissyboy, and the chatters loved me. Online I could suck dick and get fucked up and jizzed on and when I was done, I was proud of myself. Someday I could do it in real life. Years went by, I matured and finished school and I always stayed low-key, nobody suspected a thing about me. When I turned 18 I decided that when I started to go to college I would also start the real deal. Part 2 - Exploration I was standing on the hallway for 10 minutes and struggling with myself until I finally rang the bell. My lips were pressed together and in this moment, I was ashamed. What was I doing here? The narrow hallway was illuminated only by dim, orange-red light making it look like a cheap brothel, the people wandering the stairs from time to time looked like crack junkies. Was this really what I wanted? I deliberated if I should flee, but in this moment the door opened and a young white man, maybe 5 years older than me, neat and muscular opened the door. The only fact that didn't make him look out of place was that he had the appearance of a high quality bone breaker. "You came early," was all he said. The words "Heh, I just hope you won't 'come' early!" slipped out of my mouth. Then I panicked - what if he wasn't the man who invited me? I would have outed myself to a total stranger who could easily beat me to death! Most certainly he couldn't laugh about what I said. "Are you Chrissy?" he asked in a semi-interested voice. "Uhm, yes..." I gulped. "Come in, little." He opened the door for me and introduced me into his flat which heavily contrasted it's environment. It was clean and comfortable, had some pictures and flowers as decoration and didn't look like a thug's living place at all. "As you see, I am used to lady visitors," he grinned. "Well, I'm not..." "Stop protesting little, you know my desires, don't you?" he interrupted me. I nodded. I started looking for adventures on the internet and when I found him, we had an intense chat about sexual preferences. "You were a serial womanizer until you realized that bitches were boring - the true deal are guys like me, losing our masculinity and turning to submissive sluts." "Bitch, don't act as if you were the pearl I was searching - There is a lot of waste swimming the sea and you are part of it, understood?" I pressed my lips together and nodded. "Now go into your room, there you'll find your makeup and cloths - don't worry, they are laundered." He pointed on a closed door and sat down in the living room, my heart raced as I drew closer to "my room". The time had come when I could finish my transformation and finally receive my first dick. I entered the room and found it to be full of mirrors. There was a bed, a closet and a dresser - and mirrors everywhere so I could see my work. I rubbed my hands in anticipation, stripped nude, my body was all prepared, there was no hair on it and my ass was ready. I looked what I found in the closet - a lot of sexy cloths, all of them smelt freshly washed and I would have loved to try them all but in the end I decided for a basic bitch outfit. White thong, a couple of white push-up bras, a loose white shirt that left a little belly viewable and black stockings, white sneakers. How many sissyboys had he fucked while they wore this? How many cum had to be washed out? I went over to the dresser and handled the makeup, I put on purple lipstick, smoky eyes and nail polish, smoothened my skin and painted over my eyebrows. Then I took a look in the mirror. I looked just like a stupid slut - perfect! I spent time watching my chubby butt contrasting my else slender figure and my hair framing my slut face until I decided that it was time. I opened the door again and found him on the couch, eagerly awaiting me. "Wow, you do look like a slut - most sissies are more into the princess look!" "Guess I'm not a princess... I am a baaad girl," I tried to fit my role. "Maybe you are a pearl after all. You know what? I can't call you little now. I'll just call you Chrissy, babe." "Mmhmm, thank you very much for that... how can I return the favour?" He tapped on his thighs, "Get on my lap, Chrissy." I smiled and obeyed, placing my butt on his body, pressing against his crotch and turning my head over my shoulder. He hugged and rocked me, smelled on my shoulder. "You smell citrus fresh, Chrissy." "And... do you like it?" "It fits you well." Slowly I felt an erection building up, and he got hard as well. His dick pressed against my butt cheeks, making me cramp my legs a little and I had to remember to relax again. His strong hands grabbed my push-up bras and he put his chin on my shoulder and whispered into my ear, "Would you like to have real tits?" "I wish I was a real girl." He laughed. "You are not a man for sure, Chrissy!" His hand wandered below my shirt and started to tease my belly, his finger nail circled my belly button and his left hand rubbed the side of my waist. "Is it true that you are a virgin?" he asked. "Yes, I have never fucked a girl before and I also wasn't fucked by a man." "Don't lie to yourself, Chrissy. You are never going to fuck a girl... you just love cock and you will please men forever!" His cock made the appearance that it couldn't await to be pleased any longer, it quite hassled me down there. "Yeah, talking of which, when do I get to finally suck? Your? Cock?" I asked impatient. "You whore can't await it, eh? Come on, turn around." I did as he said and kneeled on the couch, my crotch pressing against his, he put his hands on my head, the thumbs on my neck and leaned in to kiss me. I opened my lips for my first kiss and let his warm, wet tongue explore my mouth and make love to me. I was passive and he dominated the kiss, taking control of me and making my hormones drive me crazy. He pulled out his tongue and spoke, "Now you are allowed to suck me off, Chrissy." He gave me a single spank, I grinned slided down to the ground, kneeling as I had practiced. He stood up to have his crotch right in my face. "Say the words and you are free to go." I gulped - I had reached the point of no return. This would initiate my new life. "I am not a man. I miss every aspect of masculinity that was desirable. I am a bitch. I am just fuckmeat worth less than a woman. So please let me suck your cock like the slut I am!" "Good girl. Start going." With trembling fingers, I unzipped his pants, all the while seeing the purple nail polish I had put on. Excitedly I smiled up to him, trying to stay calm as his trousers slowly went down his legs leaving him in his boxers with his boner clearly visible. I am no real woman, but at this point my panties got wet from my horny sweat. I bit my purple lips while pulling down his boxers, seeing more and more of his dick until the whole 22 cm jumped out to threaten me. I took it in my hands and was astonished by its powerful beauty. I reached my goal. At first, I just jerked it while it was dry, but I tried to proceed like I always imagined in the chat rooms. I stuck out my tongue and touched the glans but immediately flinched. It was my first taste of cock, I realized. I proceeded to tickle his cock with my tongue and moved forward and forward until I reached his balls. I opened my mouth and sucked them in and while I pleased him like this I jerked his cock manually. His cock blocked my view to his face but I could hear him moaning in lust. 'Enough warmup,' I decided and let his balls smack out of my mouth. "You want me to suck your cock so bad? Great! I can't wait to taste it!" The moment of truth. I held the meat in one hand, only centimeters away from my mouth. I opened my lips and looking into his eyes I slowly pulled my mouth over his cock. I sucked and finally tasted the meat I had waited years for, so I held it in mouth for several seconds and just sucked only to enjoy it. I accepted the life as a cocksucker. Slowly I started to jerk him again, this time using my hand and bobbing my head up and down. I wetted his cock with saliva and gave head in a quick and steady rhythm, never breaking eye contact. I could see him enjoying it, he moaned and petted me and let me suck until my mouth was all hot and filled with sour taste. "You are doing great, Chrissy. Sucking like a professional hooker, you bitch. Now show me that you aren't as worthless as you seem and deepthroat me nicely!" I stopped sucking and just coughed and nodded, as I was not fit enough to speak anymore. "Stupid bitch, are you tired already? You shouldn't have become a cocksucker if you can't take this!" He gave me a painful slap on my cheek, I am sure it turned all red. "Now say it, what are you gonna do?" "I will deepthroat your mighty cock like the good slut that I am," I coughed. "Don't let me wait, bitch!" I opened my mouth wide and let it slide over his rod another time, this time I didn't stop where I did before but tried to fit the whole shaft into my throat. It was painful and I had to cough, but I had trained for this. Slowly I saw his crotch coming closer as his cock entered my throat, with sweat and tears I got evermore cock into me until my lips touched the base skin. I felt my own cock fighting against the fabric of my thong, tired and on the edge of an orgasm. I rolled my eyes to see his face, but I couldn't. I was alone with my achievement of deepthroating my first cock. But I didn't care, he didn't matter - all that was important to me was his cock. I really am no man, I am just a cock-loving sissy slut and I was proud of my shame. "Now go forth and back, make me cum!" I coughed and choked but I managed to let up to 5 centimeters slip out just to ram them in again. I repeated and repeated this painful task until I noticed how my throat loosened up. I could get faster and more certain, every bobbing was larger than the preceding and I reached the point where my throat got properly fucked by this cock until I got almost all of it in every bob, I pleasured him hard, fast and deep with my abused sissy throat. His cock began twitching in me and he moaned, "I'm gonna cum, Chrissy! Be a good girl and swallow all of it!" I let his cock rest in mouth and used my hand to jerk him to the end, I stuck out my tongue and let him finished. He groaned as his cock released hard shots of cum into my slut mouth and as I tasted the bitter juice my own cock started to jerk and squirt its cum into my panties. I moaned and gargled his bitter cum, it tasted like he had several beers earlier this day. I let my tongue hang down so his cum would flow over it, I smiled with my open mouth, got my tongue back in and swallowed my reward like the submissive slut I was. Sucking his cock clean from the rest of his cum I was happy with my new life in feminine submission. "Good girl, you can stop now." I leaned back and spread my legs, "Look how wet you've made me!" He laughed, "Wow, you are one pathetic bitch! Cumming just from sucking cock!" "Your cock is one delicious meat," I smiled licking cum from my fingers, "I hope I can taste it again!" "You can bet on that, bitch. But now piss off." I stood up, dropped a courtsey and strutted into my room, where I got back dressed as a guy. In the bathroom, I cleaned my face from the makeup and my fingers from the nail polish and was now disguised as a normal guy. The only difference was that I wasn't the same person I was before. I still tasted the cock and the cum and was already hyped for my next blowjob. But for the moment, it was the best to just leave the flat and return to normal. ___ This was two years ago. In the meantime, a lot has happened and I have lost my last bit of masculinity. I have experienced so much in my life as a sissyboy and fuckmeat and I wouldn't trade it for anything. To me women are not more than a role model of grace, the role I have to fulfill to give head and get fucked in the ass. And I love to suck cock above all else.

This is part 5 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a man in the East Midlands of England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so happy and never had so much pleasure. Vanessa Saturday August 8 I woke up a couple of hours later to the smell of bacon cooking and the pleasure of Vicky playing with my clit. I opened my legs a bit wider and Vicky said just “make the most of it girl.” I didn’t get much chance to because Jon came in and told us that breakfast was ready. Thank god for freezers. We eat breakfast on the patio, still naked and enjoying the unusual British sunshine. It was nearly as warm as it had been in Ibiza. Vicky said that it seemed strange being naked outside in England, that she had never even thought about doing it, but that she was getting to enjoy being naked anyway. After a few minutes she said that she was puzzled by the scaffolding, and asked what it was. Jon said that he would show her after we had finished breakfast. I cleared up and Jon told me to get the ropes. It wasn’t long before Vicky realised what it was and remembered that I had told her about it. Jon asked her if she wanted to try it and when she said, “yes please,” he helped her get onto it laying face up while I got the ropes. As we tied her on she said that she was a bit nervous about being so helplessly tied up, but it was me that re-assured her by saying that Jon wouldn’t let us come to any harm. Pleasure yes, but no harm. After tying her firmly in place, Jon told me to get a stool and proceeded to attach my wrists to the top bar facing Vicky. He then moved the stool and tied my ankles to each upright. I looked at Vicky who was straining to see what was happening to me. Jon took his belt off and gave me 5 strokes on my butt. The first I knew of what was happening was when the first one landed. Automatically I said, “One - thank you Master” and wondered what I was being punished for. It was only afterward that Jon told me it was because it wasn’t me that had cooked breakfast; Saturday wasn’t my day off so it should have been me. Jon asked Vicky if she wanted to try being spanked. She told us that she was worried that she couldn’t take the pain but the idea did excite her a little. Jon told her that he would spank her, but wasn’t sure when. And just to ‘help’ matters he put a blindfold on her and started cracking his belt on the scaffolding poles. Each time one landed Vicky jumped a little (not that she could move far). I could tell that the anticipation was turning her on because I could see her pussy lips swelling and opening a little. I could also see her juices starting to sparkle in the sunlight. Jon was obviously having a bit of fun with us because he then untied us and told me to go inside and up to the punishment room. He also asked Vicky if she would like to join us. I guess that she did because she ran upstairs long before Jon and me. Jon restrained her by tying her wrists to the top corners of the bed then bent her body double and tied her ankles to the same top corners. Her butt was up in the air with her legs apart and her still hairy pussy smiling at us. Jon told me to sit on a chair in the corner so that Vicky could see me and I was to masturbate when he started caning Vicky. After flexing the cane and swishing it through the air a couple of times, he landed the first stroke. Vicky screamed loudly and I started. I did the counting for Jon. After the second and another loud scream, Jon decided that he has better gag Vicky and he put the ball gag on her. She struggled a bit as he put it on but it didn’t stop him. After the third I could see tears running down the side of her face and the red wheals on her ass. Jon moved so that he could get her from a different angle. I recognised the position; he was going to see that the end of the cane caught her pussy and maybe her clit. The fingers of my right hand were working hard and it wouldn’t be long before I was cumming. Jon’s a good shot with the cane and the expression on Vicky’s face told me that the fourth stroke was on, if not very close to his target. When the fifth stroke landed her orgasm was unmistakable. Her entire body spasmed, her widespread legs quivered uncontrollably and her hips undulated up and down as wave after wave of agony and joy coursed through her ravaged body. It took her the best part of ten minutes to come down from her pain-induced high. She remained almost motionless throughout the orgasm, save for an occasional “twitch” of her thighs or abdomen as the after-shocks diminished in intensity. I had cum just as the fourth stroke landed and after the fifth both Jon and me just watched her. It was amazing; I don’t think I have ever cum with intensity like that. I stood up and went over to her. She was covered in sweat. The skin on her butt wasn’t broken but the red marks were glowing, and you should have seen her pussy. The lips were swollen to about three times their normal size and her clit was twice as big as normal. Her juices were running both over her ass hole and down her back and down onto her belly. Jon untied the ball gag and she let out a big sigh. When Jon untied her ankles and wrists her legs came down onto the bed and she gasped, but didn’t move. It was a good 5 minutes before she got onto her feet and finally said, “Wow that was amazing, I’ve NEVER had an orgasm like that. It was fantastic. My ass hurts like hell and I need some cold water but the pain was / is nothing when you think about the pleasure it brought.” “You want some more then?” Jon said. “Not right now.” Vicky replied. After a long, slow, cool bath, Vicky joined us downstairs. She didn’t want to sit down but kept pacing up and down. Finally she said, “I don’t understand what just happened. On the one hand I wanted to experience some bondage and corporal punishment and I never expected it to hurt so much. On the other hand I was a little ‘excited’ at the thought but I never expected to find it such a turn-on. I have never ever had such a strong and deep orgasm. It was amazing. I just don’t understand why, what’s the link between the pain and pleasure?” Jon told her that he also couldn’t explain it, but its there and well established. Then he asked me what I thought. Well what could I say, I don’t understand a lot of things so I just said, “Who needs to understand it, and it works for me, though I’ve never had an orgasm like you did.” Then I asked Jon if he thought that some more pain would make me cum like that. “Well try that some time,” he said before turning to Vicky and asking her what she was thinking. She said, “I can’t explain it, and it’s not logical, but I want you to give me more. I will do anything just as long as you promise to do that to me again.” It was getting late in the afternoon and Jon decided that he was hungry. He sent Vicky and me to the Chinese for a take-away. We each put just a dress on and took Jon’s car, Vicky getting in very carefully. The Chinese had long benches for customers to wait on and they were covered in plastic. Vicky kept standing up, moving along, lifting her dress up a little and sitting down again so that her bare bum sat on cold plastic. “Still on fire?” I asked her. I haven’t a clue what the young Chinese girl behind the counter was thinking. Jon decided to take us to a quiet country pub that evening and nothing interesting happened. I think that we were all a little tired and when we got home we went straight to bed. Sunday August 9 I woke up next to Vicky in the ‘spoon’ position with my right hand cupping one of her breasts. I could hear Jon moving around so I thought that I had better get up and get breakfast ready. As I walked to the bathroom Jon walked out of his bedroom and grabbed my pubes. “Think you had better have a shave today girl” he said. Just as he started to go down stairs he turned and said, “I’ve got a better idea, wake Vicky up and get the shaving things into the punishment room. You can shave me, then yourself, then Vicky.” “Yes Master” I replied. I didn’t tell Vicky that she was going to be shaved. She sat silently as I started on Jon. It wasn’t long before he got an erection and unfortunately I nicked the skin on his balls. “Twenty strokes with the tawse for that later” he said. I finished off and cleaned the shaving cream off with a damp cloth. The bleeding had nearly stopped and he told me to get on with myself. Vicky still sat silently as I got into every little nook and cranny and made sure that I had got every little hair. I was getting a little moist by the time I had finished. When I turned to Vicky and told her that it was her turn she said, “but I’ve never shaved before, and what will my flat mates say when they see me?” Jon told her that there’s a first time for everything and so what if her flat mates do see her, she could tell them that it’s the ‘new’ Vicky and that they should try it. “In fact” he said, “make sure that they do see you, and walk around naked whenever you can.” “I’ll have to think about that one” she said, but she didn’t object when I asked her to lay on the bed with her legs wide open. I did a little bit of trimming with the scissors and then started with the razor. Vicky kept telling me to be careful but it wasn’t a problem, I’ve had plenty of practice shaving my pussy so I knew where I had to be extra careful. What was a problem was the fact that Jon still had his erection and he was stood behind me as I was bending over the bed to get at Vicky. The inevitable happened and just after I had told Vicky that she was in safe hands those hands were bouncing about as Jon thrust in and out of me. I managed to avoid cutting her and I have to admit that my finger did ‘slip’ inside her at one point. Jon didn’t last long before he came with one final hard thrust that nearly sent me across the bed on top of Vicky. After that he went and had a shower while I finished Vicky off - in more ways than one. I got breakfast ready while Vicky was in the shower. After breakfast Vicky asked Jon if he would take her home as she had a few things to take care of before going back to work. On the way Vicky said that it felt strange without pubic hair, then immediately asked if she could come and visit us again soon. Jon said, “OK, but there are 2 conditions, firstly you arrive with no clothes, other than short dresses and shoes (unless otherwise directed), and secondly when here you will obey my every command without question, you will follow the same rules as Vanessa. Is that understood and agreed?” After a pregnant pause Vicky said, “OK, I agree.” We dropped Vicky off outside her flat which was in a big terraced house in the centre of Nottingham. She had to climb up about a dozen steps to get to the front door and I could see her butt up her short dress. As we drove back Jon told me to stick my feet up on the dashboard with my legs apart and to play with myself but to stop before cumming. Back home Jon told me that it was time for me to receive my punishment and told me to strip then go and bend over the scaffolding frame. It must have been 30 minutes before he came out to me by which time I was starting to get aroused with the anticipation. My legs were already apart waiting in the position that Jon liked and although I could hear him come outside I wasn’t expecting the first stroke so soon and I involuntarily jumped up - just natural reactions. Jon wasn’t amused and told me that it would cost me another 5 strokes. We started again and I counted them in the usual way. By the time we got to 20 I was crying and only just managed to stop myself from screaming as the last one landed. The tawse maybe about 3 inches across, but it can hurt nearly as much as the cane. Jon left me out there still bent over the scaffolding, and as he went in he told me to get cleaned up when I was ready. In the shower I gave myself the relief that I needed. After that, Jon spent the rest of the day going through the mountain of mail that he had received, both physical and electronic and I hardly saw much of him. Week commencing August 10 Monday and Tuesday may have been my days off but I had a lot to do, so I just got on with it. The weather was very warm all week so I only wore clothes when I had to go out to the supermarket. I wanted to show-off my tan so I only wore my short wrap-round skirt and a baggy crop top. This caused a couple of lads in the supermarket to follow me around. At the freezer section. I just had to show them how far up my legs my tan went. After that I decided to wear my Ben Wa balls for the rest of the day. In fact I kept them in until the Tuesday morning when my period started. Thursday evening Vicky rang to ask if she could come over for the weekend and asked if we could meet her at the bus station on the Friday evening. Jon said okay but remember the condition that she was to wear only a dress and shoes and bring nothing with her other than her purse. By Friday lunchtime I had finally managed to get this journal up to date. I just hope that I’ve remembered everything as it happened. Jon tells me that my keyboard skills have improved tremendously this week. Since I typed that song on Wednesday I haven’t been able to stop singing it. I just can’t get it out of my head. Friday evening we met Vicky at the bus station and it brought memories back to me of the first time that I met Jon there, only I think I was a lot more nervous than Vicky was when we met her. We went straight to this big pub that used to be a bank. It was still early and we were able to get a table and some food. Jon asked her how her week had been and what she had up to. Vicky said that the week had been very quiet and dull compared to the last few days in Ibiza and then at our place. Work had been a right drag but it had been a little livelier on the Thursday, after she had decided to go to work at the building society without underwear. She said that it had been strange talking to people and wondering what they would say if they knew what she wasn’t wearing. I then told her all about my short job at the shoe shop which made us all laugh. Just as I was finishing the girl arrived with the food and as she was putting it on the table Jon asked Vicky if she had been shaving every day, walking around in the nude, and what her flat mates had said about her shaved pubes. Vicky blushed, I smiled, and the poor girl serving the food nearly tipped Jon’s food on his lap. Vicky waited until she had gone before saying that it had taken until the Wednesday for her to pluck up the courage and she had walked from her room through the lounge to the bathroom when both her flatmates had been there. Kelly (one of the flatmates) had noticed the lack of pubic hair and asked what was going on. Apparently, Vicky had then told both Kelly and Liz a little bit about us and a little bit about the fun that she had had on holiday with us. She had told them a little bit about her holiday on the Sunday night, but had not mentioned us until the Wednesday night. Both had been interested in what she had said and neither of them had tried to criticise her. After we had finished the food and had a few more drinks, Jon asked her to prove that she had nothing on under her dress. When she asked “How,” Jon told us to go to the toilet and swap dresses. “Vanessa would not lie to me,” he said. “Nor would I” said Vicky, and just as we were about to go, Jon added that we had to do it in the open area near the sinks, not in a cubicle, and we had to do it as soon as we got in there and not wait until the place was empty. When we got in there, there were 2 teenage girls talking and touching up their makeup. I looked at Vicky and said, “OK let’s do it” and we just lifted our dresses over our heads. The 2 girls just couldn’t believe their eyes and stopped talking and stared at us. I decided to give them something else to think about and said to them “Our Master just ordered us to do it.” With that Vicky and me swapped dresses, put them on and walked out. As we were walking back Vicky said, “That told them.” When we got back to Jon I told him what had happened and he said, “So, Vicky isn’t wearing any knickers then.” “No Master.” I replied. After that we had another couple of drinks (Jon was on cokes - driving), before heading for home where Jon asked Vicky if she was ready for some pleasure. I think that both Vicky and I were a little drunk because we both giggled a bit as we took our dresses and shoes off. Jon told us to “assume the position” and then made us wait like that while he stripped off and then went and got the tawse. First he told me to put Vicky over the back of the sofa and give her 20 strokes and then Vicky had to give me 20. I actually gave Vicky 23 because she didn’t count the first 2 so they didn’t count then she jumped up after the 19th so that didn’t count as well. We both had red bums but there were no wheals like you get when the cane has been used. After that Jon took us up to the ‘punishment’ room and ‘restrained’ us together. It was certainly different first our own ankles were tied together then we had to lie facing each other but with our faces in front of each other’s pussy. Next we had to bend our knees and open our legs so that the others head could get between our legs and our mouths were on the others pussy. The next bit was more interesting because Jon then tied our hands behind the others back then tied our thighs together behind the others head. This meant that we were locked together and couldn’t get our faces far from the others pussy. Neither of us needed any encouragement for what Jon said next, which was “the one that makes the other cum first can sleep with me tonight.” Well, we both started licking and sucking. I was glad that Vicky had shaved; I hate getting a pubic hair in between my teeth or stuck in the back of my throat and tickling me. We were both doing our best and I’m sure that we were close. I had Vicky’s juices all over my face and even started gently biting her clit. Trouble was, the more I went for Vicky the more she went for me. I was trying to resist cumming by concentrating on giving Vicky everything I could and trying to ignore the pleasure that Vicky was giving me but you can only ignore that sort of pleasure for so long and in the end I think that we came within seconds of each other. Jon decided that it was so close that he would call it a draw. We were both going to sleep in his bed. The question was, ‘which one of us was he going to fuck?’ Jon untied me and told me to untie Vicky and then follow him into his bedroom. As it turned out he didn’t fuck either of us, well not with his dick. He had us get into the bed on either side of him but with our heads at his feet. He wanted to use his hands on us. He told us not to move while he started working on me with his right hand. I could see the bed quilt moving over where Vicky’s pussy would be so I presume that she was getting the same treatment. It was only minutes since Vicky had made me cum and Jon wouldn’t let us clean up before getting into his bed so I was still very relaxed and wet, in fact my juices were all down the inside of my legs and I’m sure that I was getting the bed wet as well. It wasn’t long before his fingers were inside me. Gradually he put more and more fingers into me until it felt like he had all 10 of his fingers in me but he couldn’t have because I could still see the quilt moving over Vicky’s pussy and judging by the expression on her face she was getting the same treatment as me. I was pleased that I had had the drinks earlier and was quite relaxed otherwise I’m sure that it would have been painful. It was a bit, but that pleasurable pain. After a few very nice minutes Jon said, “Vanessa, you win, I managed to get my whole fist in you a full 30 seconds before I could get my other fist into Vicky. Now I want you to wank me until I cum and catch it your other hand. Then I want you to let it drip into Vicky’s mouth before licking your own hand clean.” It didn’t take long, presumably because he had had a hard-on since tying us up and watching us and then playing with us must have made him close to cumming before I started. Anyway, I caught just about all his cum and let it drip into Vicky’s mouth. She didn’t seem keen at first but as soon as she tasted it she opened her mouth even wider. I wasn’t going to miss out and as soon as it stated to stop dripping I licked my hand clean. I went to sleep with Jon’s hand still inside me. Saturday August 15 When I woke up Jon’s hand had gone but I was still soaking wet, it couldn’t have been gone for long. I turned and looked at Vicky and then Jon, they were both still asleep. I lifted the quilt and looked down to see that Jon had a morning erection and that his left hand was still inside Vicky. I thought that I would take advantage of his erection and slowly lifted the quilt off us, got up, and slowly squatted down onto him with one foot in between his legs and the other on his right side. I held his dick upright and eased myself down on him. I didn’t intend to disturb him but I guess that I should have known that I would because his right hand suddenly came round my right side and pulled me down very quickly. The shock and pain of him suddenly being into me ‘right up to the hilt’ made me gasp loudly and Vicky woke up. She tried to sit up but was stopped by Jon’s left hand that was still inside her and she shouted “Ow.” “OK Vanessa” Jon said, “now that you’ve started that you may as well finish, and I’ll punish you later for taking advantage of me.” As I was going up and down on him I heard a big ‘plop’ as his left hand came out of Vicky. She stood up and looked down at her pussy. She couldn’t see that her hole was still gaping wide open and I told her to go and look in a mirror quick. A few seconds later I heard Vicky say “Fucking Hell!” She came running back into the bedroom and said, “look at my pussy, my hole’s never been that big before,” but Jon and me had other things on our minds and within seconds Jon was cumming in me. When he stopped jerking he told me to get off him. I hadn’t managed to cum. I went downstairs and started breakfast while Jon had a shower and got dressed. After that, Vicky and I had a shower together (and a shave). While we were there Vicky gave me the relief that I needed. After breakfast I dressed in Vicky’s black leather skirt and a baggy cropped top while Vicky put on a thin cotton dress but left all the buttons below her pussy undone. As she walked along I could just make out her bald pubes. Jon decided that we would go shopping in Birmingham. We drove there, got parked and went to a pub for a drink. Unusually, the warm weather had lasted reasonably well and it was a warm day. We wandered round a few shops before deciding to try on a couple of dresses in a little dress shop a bit off the main shopping area. The shop sold mainly cheesecloth clothes and I picked a dress that was even baggier than my existing cheesecloth dress. Vicky chose a short baggy skirt and tank top. We went into the changing room and within seconds we were naked and putting the clothes on. When we went out to show Jon the girl assistant came over and said that we both looked good. Jon wasn’t so sure and told us to try the others clothes on. Vicky turned to go back to the changing room but Jon stopped her by saying, “get changed here.” The girl looked a little surprised as I lifted my dress over my head, leaving me naked in the open shop and right in front of her. She stated to say something but Jon cut her short by saying “It’s alright, they’re both used to it.” “But what if someone comes in?” the girl said. “So what!” was Jon’s only reply. By that time Vicky was naked too and we were swapping clothes. Fortunately or unfortunately, no one came into the shop while we were changing and trying the clothes on and we left without buying anything. We did however leave the girl assistant something to think about as she seemed a little flustered by our antics. Just down the street was a ‘love aids’ shop and Jon took us in. It was the first time that Vicky had been in such a shop, and she was amazed at what she saw. She kept saying “come and look at this!” or “what are you supposed to do with this?” Jon bought 2 things, a set of Ben Wa balls for Vicky and something else that he wouldn’t show us, but he promised to show us later. In the end Jon had to drag Vicky out of there and she wanted to put Ben to work as soon as she could, but Jon told her to wait. From there we walked back to the main shopping area and went into a big department store. Jon wanted to go up all the escalators and insisted that he went up in front of us. By the time we had gone up most of them I was sure that we had a little group of men following us around. On the way home we stopped at a country pub for some food. With it still being so warm we sat outside and enjoyed the evening sun. Jon told me to sit facing the way that everyone was coming from; and with me not being able to cross my legs I was sure that one or two men going into the pub saw what I wasn’t wearing, but no one said anything or came back for a second look. After a couple of drinks Jon went onto soft drinks but Vicky and me stayed on the white wine. By the time it got dark and we left, us 2 girls were getting quite happy and Vicky didn’t say a word when Jon told us to take our clothes off before we got into the car. I wouldn’t have cared a bit even if there had been anyone else in the car park at the time, but there wasn’t so we got in and drove home. Fortunately or unfortunately, we didn’t have to stop at any traffic lights or roundabouts so the journey was uneventful. When we got home we were sent straight up to the ‘punishment’ room and had to lie on the bed one at each end. First of all we had to play with each other’s clit until we were both wet. That didn’t take long. Then Vicky was tied spread-eagle to all four corners. After that things got a bit more interesting. Jon passed me the package that he bought that afternoon and told me to open it. It was a double-ended dildo and I had to work it into Vicky. After that I had to put my left leg under Vicky’s right leg and my right leg over her left leg and then ease myself onto the dildo. Once it was in as far as it would go and our pussies were just touching, Jon tied my ankles to the same posts that Vicky’s wrists were tied and my wrists to the same posts that Vicky’s ankles were. This left us with our legs interlocked and pussies just touching with the double-ended dildo half in me and half in Vicky. Jon then switched the light off and said, “See you in the morning.” We managed to shuffle round a bit so that neither of us had much weight on the other but each time that one of us moved the other ‘suffered’ as well. I quite enjoyed trying to push my pussy against Vicky’s. For quite a while we were both trying to fuck each other but in the end I think that I got the better of Vicky because she came first. I think that my pussy muscles must be stronger than hers. I kept fucking Vicky until I came as well and I guess that my jerking as I came must have pushed Vicky over the edge as well because she came again. I imaging it was quite a spectacle, the 2 of us cumming like that, the more we came the more we jerked, which meant that we were both getting fucked more and more. It seemed like it took hours for us to calm down. Vicky and I spent ages talking about everything and nothing before finally falling asleep. I have to admit that it I enjoyed being restrained with Vicky like that although it wasn’t much was fun waking up in the middle of the night and being unable to move without disturbing both Vicky and me. Sunday August 16 We were both still asleep when Jon came in that morning and he decided to take a photograph of us like that before releasing us. We got up to see that there was a big wet patch on the bed where our pussies had been. I went down stairs to get breakfast ready while Jon and Vicky got showered and dressed. While I was down there, there was a knock on the front door and without thinking I answered the door to find the paperboy (young man actually) with a bill for the papers. Apparently Jon had forgotten to pay for them so the newsagent had sent the boy to collect the money. I don’t know which of us got more of a shock. It was the look on his face that made me remember that I was naked but by that time it was too late so I invited him in while I went for some money. Just to try to tease the boy a bit more I took my time and made sure that he could see me while I was getting the money out of my bag. The poor lad just didn’t know where to look; his eyes were jumping from my breasts to my pussy. The bulge in his shorts told me that he was old enough to understand what he was seeing. When I gave him the money he had real problems saying ‘thank you’ and he just stood there staring. In the end I had to tell him to go. Just as the door shut Jon came down stairs and asked who was there. When I told him he said, “You realise that he’ll be back every week now don’t you?” Before I had time to answer Vicky came downstairs and asked what was for breakfast. Vicky finished getting it ready while I showered and shaved then we all ate breakfast with me still nude. After Jon finished reading the papers he decided that we would go to the gym for a quick workout. Vicky didn’t have any gear with her so Jon leant her mine and I had to wear my green shorts and my white baggy crop top. The only piece of equipment that I had to worry about was the leg stretcher. As it turned out Vicky got more attention than I did, the white Lycra was stretched a bit more on her than me and I could see it cutting in between her pussy lips quite a bit. Vicky wanted to do a bit of weight lifting and lay on a bench with her head at one end. She had the weight bar on her chest and was lifting it up to arm’s length. When she started struggling a bit Jon told me to ‘spot’ her. Well I think that’s what he said. I had to stand at her head and hold the bar lightly so that if she was going to drop it I could catch it. It wasn’t long before her arms gave way and I had to try to hold the weight. The problem was that it was going towards her stomach and the angle was all wrong. We ended up with the weights bar on her stomach and me lying on top of her with my legs either side of her face. The weights were obviously not hurting her because she suddenly gave my clit a quick lick which was easily accessible to her because of the baggy legs in the shorts. This caught me off guard a bit and I rolled off her onto the floor. Only problem was that when I landed my legs were wide open leaving my pussy clearly visible. This poor old man looked as if he was having a heart attack. After I had got up and helped Vicky get the weights off her I looked at Jon; he was laughing quite a bit. From there we went for a swim, me in my white bikini and Vicky still in the shorts and top. We messed about in the water for about 30 minutes and both of them kept pulling my top off my tits. In the end I didn’t bother pulling it back down until we got out. There weren’t many other people there and I think that nearly all of them must have been either blind or gay. After the swim we went into the sauna for about 15 minutes. We were the only ones there and Vicky and I lay on the benches. While we were talking I noticed how pronounced Vicky’s pubic bone is. When she’s laid on her back it sticks up higher than her hips and with the thin white Lycra I could easily see every detail of her pussy. When I told her about it she told me that I should look at myself. Apparently the narrow crotch of my bikini bottom had been off centre ever since I had put it on and all one side of my pussy and my clit had been uncovered, and when I was lying on my back it was clearly visible. Jon said that he had noticed as well but he wasn’t going to tell me, and when I went to adjust it he wouldn’t let me and I had to stay like that. After a while a middle aged man that had been in the gym came in and spent the rest of the time that we were in there looking from Vicky’s crotch to mine. His staring was so obvious that I started to feel uncomfortable and I was glad when Jon said that we were leaving. On the way home Vicky was asking me if I would do absolutely anything that Jon told me. When I said, “yes” Jon said that he would prove it and when we got home he told me to go in and get a blindfold while he and Vicky waited in the car. When I got back in he put the blindfold on me and we drove off. We drove for about 30 minutes before the car stopped and we got out. Jon told Vicky to say absolutely nothing while I was led up some steps and then onto some grass. I could hear cars and people talking but I had no idea where I was. When we stopped Jon said, “Right, now you will see just how obedient Vanessa is” and then to me he said, “Take your dress off, assume the position, and masturbate.” There I was naked, on my knees, and frigging myself with my right hand for all I was worth. I couldn’t see a thing but I could hear people talking. I could even make out what they were saying. I just had to trust Jon and hope that non-of the people could see me. It didn’t take long for me to cum, I think that it was the excitement of where we were (where ever that was) and the fact that I knew that Vicky and Jon would be watching me. After I came Jon told me to get up and he gave me my dress back. I put it on and I was led back to the car. I had to stay blindfolded for the first 10 minutes of the journey. On the way I asked where they had taken me, but neither of them would tell me. On the way home we stopped at a pub and had some lunch. The pub was one that had a beer garden and some equipment for the kids to play on. After the food Jon told me and Vicky to go and have a go on the swings. She was pushing me quite hard and I was going quite high. It was fun, but every time that I went forward my dress would blow up and my belly was exposed. It was a good job that I was sat down otherwise my pussy would have been on display and I wouldn’t have been too happy about that as there were too many young kids around. After the swing we had a go on a wooden see-saw and I got a good view of Vicky’s pussy each time her end of the see-saw went to the ground, leaving her with her bum virtually on the floor, her feet flat on the floor and her knees up in the air and wide apart. I suppose that I must have been showing as much as her, but I wasn’t thinking at the time. “Leaving your snail’s trail again” Jon said as we got off. I looked back and saw the wet patches that our pussies had left on the wooden seesaw. I was really in ‘big kid mode’ and wanted to have a play on the climbing frame but Jon wouldn’t let me, said that my lack of underwear would be too much for that place. But he did say that it gave him some ideas. When we got home, Jon told us to take our dresses off and then to put our Ben Wa balls in. He told us that we both had to wear them for 3 days without letting them come out even once. Vicky said that she might have a few problems at work, especially when Jon told her that she wasn’t to wear knickers as well. I knew that I could manage for 3 days, but I remembered when I had first started wearing them for a long time when I wasn’t concentrating on keeping them in. I had had to push one of them back in a couple of times and could just imagine the embarrassment if one dropped onto the floor in the middle of a place like a building society. The problem I had found was that if I concentrated on keeping them in by gripping them with my muscles I get turned on and it can be really difficult not to have an orgasm. If I just relax and try to forget them they can drop out. I guessed that Vicky was going to look a bit strange to the people she worked with. We all sat in the lounge with a glass of wine and started talking about nothing special. The subject of orgasms came up and Vicky talked about the incredible one that she had had the previous weekend when Jon had caned her. I had never had one so intense and I looked at Jon and said, “Master, I want to have an orgasm as intense as the one Vicky had last weekend, please beat me until that happens.” Jon reminded me that he had caned Vicky quite hard and that he thought that my pain threshold was a lot higher than Vicky’s. He said that it would take a lot more pain for me to go ‘over the top’, and even then I might not react in the same way as Vicky. I told him that I was willing to try it so he told me to frig myself up to the starting point of an orgasm and then stop and wait for 5 minutes then start again. While I started this Vicky was saying that she didn’t know if she could manage the full 3 days with Ben in. She didn’t think that not wearing knickers would be a problem though. Jon told her to try and see how she got on. The subject of the conversation changed away from sex but even so it didn’t take long before I had to stop frigging myself. After the third time Jon told me to bend over the back of the sofa and spread my legs. Vicky went for the cane and the tawse. They took it in turns to give me 6 strokes each. Vicky had the tawse and she didn’t put the same conviction into it as Jon. I was starting to get worked up again and managed to avoid screaming out. I was crying by then but I still wanted more. J Jon told me to get off the sofa and get on the floor on my hands and knees with my knees as wide apart as I could. He then had Vicky lay on the floor in such a position that I could suck her pussy while he started caning me again. Because I had to suck Vicky Jon let me off counting the strokes. This time Jon was stood by my side and when the next stroke landed the end of the cane flicked round my ass and hit my pussy. That did make me scream. After 3 of them I was starting to cum and I started shaking but Jon didn’t stop. If anything he went faster. My pussy was throbbing to such an extent that I thought it must have swollen to the size of my ass cheeks. Well it felt like it. After 2 more strokes which both found my clit, the pain didn’t seem to matter anymore. I was still screaming but with pleasure. Before the next stoke Jon put one leg either side of Vicky’s waist and I could see his body move as the cane came down. It hit me in the crack of my ass and went right down the length of my pussy. Its one thing the end of the cane getting just one part of my pussy but this one seemed to get every bit of it at once. The entrance to my ass as well. Well, it hurt so much that I bit Vicky’s little clit and the shaking that I had been doing erupted into a violent shake. I fell over on my side and shuddered as I came. It seemed to go on for hours but Jon said it was less than 2 minutes. As I calmed down I realised that I was sodden with sweat. After a while Jon told me to go and take a shower before we took Vicky to the bus station. We both put just a dress and shoes on and left. On the way Jon told Vicky to telephone every evening to let us know how she was getting on with Ben and no knickers. It was real painful sitting in the car and when we had dropped Vicky off I asked Jon if I could get in the back and lay on my side. Back home Jon went to work on his PC, and I watched TV lying on my stomach on the floor. Week commencing August 17 In a way I was glad when Wednesday came round. I had lost count of the times that I had had to stop doing whatever, either to delay an orgasm or to have one. I got some real funny looks in Tesco and as I was getting on the bus. Fortunately the weather wasn’t too bad and it was still warm enough for me to wear just a thin dress and shoes. As usual there were a few young shelf stackers following me round Tesco. One was even a young girl and after I realised that she was deliberately watching me I decided to go to the toilet to see if she followed me in there. She did, and I had to do a quick bit of thinking to see what I could do to expose more flesh to her. After a sudden burst of inspiration I turned both taps on at full blast and the water came flying out of the sink and all over me. I pretended to be surprised and ‘slowly’ rushed to turn them off. By the time they were off all down my front was wet. I swore and said out load “what the hell am I going to do now?” The girl took the bait and said that she would help me dry my dress, so before she had chance to do anything else I reached down, grabbed the hem and pulled it off over my head. She just stared at my now naked body as I held the dress out towards her and said, “Thanks love.” After a few seconds she woke-up and started to say something about holding it in front of the hand dryer. “Haven’t you got a bigger dryer somewhere out the back” I asked, and she started to say something about me being left without any clothes. “Don’t worry about me” I said, “this is the ladies room.” With that she walked out looking a bit puzzled and back at me. So, there I was naked apart from my shoes in a supermarket toilet. After a minute I started thinking about who could walk in, would the girl come back, what would I do if she didn’t come back and would anyone pinch my trolley while I was in there? I started getting bored and excited. After a while a girl of about 10 came in, stared at me and went into a stall. When she came out she had trouble washing her hands as she kept looking at me. As she went out I could hear her telling her mother that “there was a woman in there with no clothes on.” As they moved away I could just hear her mother say “Don’t be silly.” Just after that another couple of teenage staff girls came in and were giggling as they both went into the same stall. I could hear then whispering about me but couldn’t quite make out what they were saying. When they came out they both kept looking at me but didn’t say anything. Shortly after they left the original girl came back in and gave me my dress back. Nice and dry too. As I was putting it back on she asked me if we could meet for a drink sometime. I quickly wrote Jon’s number on the back of her hand (her pen) and left her standing there. My trolley was still there when I got out and I finished my shopping. When I got to the checkouts there the girl was on one of the Tills. I went and joined the queue at her Till and as I got closer to being I could see her getting red in the face. As I paid I smiled at her and said, “You’ve got my number” and left. On the Thursday evening Jon came home a bit early and said that we were going jogging before tea. He told me to put my tennis dress and trainers on, and off we went. I had a bit of trouble keeping up with him and the wind was causing me a bit of concern. There were too many people around and my dress was threatening to do a ‘Marilyn Monroe’. We headed off down this path across a few fields and I was able to forget about my dress, which ended up around my waist a couple of times. Fortunately there was no one around to see anything. Out in the middle of nowhere Jon decided that we would stop and have a rest, but it wasn’t much of a rest for me and Jon decided that he wanted to watch me do some cartwheels. I hadn’t done any of those since I was a kid and it took a few attempts to get it right again. He also had me doing handstands against a big tree and got me to stay upside-down for as long as I could. Because of the dress I was wearing I couldn’t see a thing when I was upside-down, and when I collapsed after my last attempt there was an old man walking his dog stood right next to Jon and only a few feet from me. My dress was still up round my waist when I landed and I was so shocked to see him that I just froze in a heap with my legs wide open and my pussy staring at him. He must have thought he had died and gone to heaven. After what seemed like hours he smiled and walked on. Jon just said, “get-up” and “let’s go,” and we were off heading home. When we got back to the road I had to keep turning every time I thought that the wind was going to ‘flash me’ to try to avoid it happening. I didn’t want to risk Jon seeing me hold my dress down as I knew only too well what that would result in. I’m sure that I nearly cause at least one accident as I heard the screeching of car tyres behind me at one point. When we got home Jon told me to take my dress off and tied me to the scaffolding frame for half an hour “to cool down” he said, but with him stood between my legs and giving “a good seeing to” I didn’t cool down much until he got the hose pipe out afterwards. He gave me a good soaking outside and inside (pussy and arse). With the practice that Jon has been giving me I can now squirt the water back out ‘on demand’ front and back, providing that I don’t get too full. The problem this time was that it had been a while since I had been to the toilet and some brown lumps came out as well. I was getting a bit cold by the time Jon finally untied me but I still had to use the hosepipe to wash away the brown bits before he would let me go inside and dry myself before getting tea ready. Saturday August 22 Vicky didn’t ring this weekend and I was a little disappointed. I wanted to find out how she had got on with her 3 days wearing Ben. Never mind, I had a good weekend anyway. Jon dragged me out of bed at 7:00 am and told me that we were going away for the rest of the weekend and we packed the car and drove to Skegness, that wonderful (!) little seaside resort. When we got there we drove round until we found a Bed and Breakfast place, it was a little Hotel with its own little bar. Jon had me wear one of my cut-of tops with a flared skirt (no underwear of course). Fine until I start reaching up or bending down, or it gets windy. I’d forgotten all about these problems until it came to me getting the bags out of the car and taking them up to our room, a group of teenage boys whistled at me showing them my ass. I was dead pleased that Jon got us a double room even if it was the cheapest in the Hotel and didn’t have its own bathroom, but it did have a window that covered most of the outside wall. The view out was onto a bigger Hotel. We left the car at the Hotel and walked into ‘town.’ Skegness is a typical English seaside town, geared-up for tourists who want to enjoy themselves and drink too much. We went into the amusement arcades and had a go on the fruit machines. Jon saw some ‘bumper’ cars and we got one each. It was only after about 5 minutes of what seemed like every male driver bumping into me that I realised that with all the bumping and me being very active with the steering wheel, that my top had risen up and both my nipples were showing. No wonder all the men were trying to bump into me. I pulled my top down when Jon wasn’t looking but it wasn’t long before they were out again. After the second time I gave up and just ignored it. What the hell! Further down towards the sea we came across a fun fair. Jon wanted to go on one of those machines that are like a cage with giant elastic bands on it. You get in and then the ends of the bands are extended high into the air. When a lever is released the cage (with you in it) catapults you high in the air. That made me scream like hell. As we were coming down each time my skirt was blown up round my waist but I guess that no one saw anything because I was sat firmly in the chair. I say no one saw anything but that’s not true, when you get into the cage you’re strapped in with a belt round your waist and one that comes-up between your legs. The young man that strapped me in must have had a right eyeful. I don’t know if he was supposed to, but he didn’t pull the strap between my legs tight. I think that that was why my skirt blew up. As the cage was settling down I noticed the video camera that was fastened to the front of the cage. It was pointing directly down at us and had a little flashing red light on it. When I told Jon about it he just said, “I guess that they’re recording people’s expressions.” “And the girl’s skirts going up round their waists” I thought to myself. When it came to get off I had a little trouble getting my balance and the attendant grabbed hold of me to steady me. It was only after I got my balance that I realised that his arm was about a foot higher than my waist and that his hand was on my left tit. He let go of me when he saw Jon looking at him. Silly man, he should have realised that as Jon wasn’t going to say anything. From there we went into a cafe and had some ‘traditional English Fish and Chips.’ They tasted good to me and Jon said that they “weren’t bad.” After that we went down onto the beach and walked a fair way south. We came to a relatively quiet stretch and Jon decided that we would soak up some sun for a while. It wasn’t that hot, but it was warm enough to lie out in our swimming costumes. Jon stripped-off to his undies and lay on a towel. He was wearing one of his pairs of fine net mesh undies and because I was close to him I could clearly see his dick through the thin material. He told me to put on just the bottoms from my white cotton bikini. I had to strip naked, then put them on, then lie (on my stomach), on my towel. I’m sure that none of the few people who were there noticed that I was naked for a minute or so. After a while I got tired of lying on my stomach and turned over onto my back. Don’t know if it was the distance that we were from other people, or my short hair, or my small tits, but no one seemed to notice, not even when I propped myself up on my elbows. Shortly after that Jon decided that we were going to go into the sea for a swim. Boy was it cold. My nipples were like thumb ends and they ached with the cold. We were messing about and Jon pinched my bikini bottoms and then decided that we were getting out. He only picked a time when a group of teenagers were walking by. I had to walk out of the water and up to our towels stark naked. There were a few comments from both boys and girls but I’m getting used to that and I just smiled at them and kept walking. When we had got dried and dressed we walked back to the Hotel where Jon decided that we should relax in the room before getting ready to go out for the evening. We stripped-off and lay on the bed and it wasn’t long before I was fast asleep. When I woke up Jon was lying there looking out of the big window. We could see into the windows of rooms in the other Hotel about 50 yards away. Apart from 2 young women in one room walking about in just their knickers. There was nothing else of any interest. Jon told me to go and take a shower before getting dressed. I wrapped one of the Hotels towels round me but it wasn’t very big and I had to hold the two ends together as I didn’t have much confidence that it would stay in-place on its own. When I found the bathroom it wasn’t locked so I went in. It looked as if it had been a bedroom at one time and was quite big. There was a bath, two showers, and a toilet, all with curtains round them. It was then that I discovered that the door wasn’t locked because the lock was broken. I’d taken my towel off and was just about to get into one of the showers when the door opened and in walked a middle-aged man. He just stopped and starred at me. I just said, “Hello” and got into one of the showers. After a minute or so I heard the curtains for the other shower open and close, but as they closed the curtain between the two showers opened about two feet. I don’t think that he realised at first because I was watching him have his shower. He had masses of black pubic hair and a tiny little dick peeking out of it. I stopped looking when he turned my way, but from the corner of my eye I could see that he was looking at me. I pretended to ignore him but made sure that I gave him a real good show. I even washed the inside of my pussy lips in full view. I noticed that his dick had grown and was now an almost reasonable erection. When I was finished I dried myself and then just before wrapping the towel round me I pretended to ‘just’ notice him. I looked at his face then down at his erection and then said, “Naughty, naughty!” and walked out. When I got back to our room Jon was still laid on the bed looking out. It was starting to get dark by then and there were lights on in some of the rooms in the Hotel out the back. When I got into the room Jon turned on our light which meant that anyone from any of the rooms in the other Hotel would be able to see us if they looked. Jon told me to drop the towel and get myself ready to go out but not to put a dress on. He wanted me to give anyone looking a good display. I walked back and forth getting things out of our bags and then taking them over to the dressing table, rubbing moisturising cream all over me and various other things to keep me active. All this time Jon was stood at the side of the window trying to see if anyone was watching me. He said not but I suspect that he wasn’t telling me the truth because he told me to lie on the bed with my legs wide open facing the window and to masturbate until I had cum. Just before I got there he climbed on the bed and had me ride him until we both came. I actually came twice before he came, not sure if it was the excitement of knowing (suspecting) that some strangers were watching us. After Jon had calmed down he wrapped a towel round his waist and went for a shower. He told me not to get dressed until he came back. After he left I lay on the bed looking out of the window. All I could see were the rooms that had lights on and one or two people moving around, but it wasn’t very clear because the light was on in our room. I decided to turn the light off and have another look. I wasn’t really surprised to see 2 rooms in almost darkness with people looking over our way. I couldn’t see enough to work out any ages or sexes but I decided ‘what the hell’ put the light back on and brought myself to a third orgasm. Jon had me wear my lacy net mesh dress that night, and after a good meal in a Chinese restaurant we went to a pub down on the sea front that was a real fun pub called Idols. It had a dance floor, DJ (who was a real nutcase) and a little stage; and the bar staff (men and women) were all scantily dressed. There wasn’t anything actually showing but it wouldn’t have taken much for them to be really exposing themselves. One hunk of a young man was only wearing a pair of cut-off denims with lots of cuts in them. It was obvious that he had nothing on underneath them. I didn’t feel at all out of place with only a thin dress that was full of little holes. The place was crowded and the DJ was making the night go with a swing. He was cracking some really crude jokes and everyone was really enjoying it. When I mentioned to Jon about the crude jokes he told me that he would take me to see someone called Chubby Brown who was even worse that the DJ. We were both drinking beer and I was getting happy. Some of the bar staff were putting on little ‘suggestive’ shows that were going down well and the DJ was getting a few people onto the stage to dance at times. He asked if anyone was celebrating a birthday and Jon told me to go and tell him that it was mine. I didn’t really want to but I did. The DJ told me to go onto the stage, and have a little dance with some of the bar staff. When I got on there, two of the male staff came onto the stage with me. One of them was only wearing this rubber chicken (guess where) and he got lots of cheers from the girls in the audience. The other one (who was just wearing a pair of CK boxer shorts told me to stand between them like the jam in a sandwich. He told me to ‘thrust’ back and forward with them in time with the music. When the record started it was the one that has the words ‘we’re having a gang-bang, we’re having a ball’ etc. and we were going backwards and forwards. I guess that the rubber chicken was bouncing up and down as I could see the girls in the audience pointing at the man in the front part of the sandwich. When the record finished, the man in front turned to face me and said that we were going to do it again, but this time with us clapping our hands above our heads. We started again, and after about a minute I noticed that I couldn’t feel the man behind me. Then all of a sudden, with me with my hands high in the air, the man behind me grabbed the hem of my dress and whipped it up and off. Before I could do anything the man behind put his arms round my waist and lifted me off the ground. My feet had hardly left the floor before the man in front turned round, bent down, opened my legs and pulled them round his waist. I grabbed for his neck to stop me from falling over, but we both went over. We ended up with him on his back with me laid on top of him. But with my legs bent double under his shoulders. I couldn’t move because he was holding firmly onto me. When I think back I must have been giving some of the people at the front of the stage a real eyeful. All I could do was listen to the cheering and the DJ saying something about ‘that was the best one yet.’ When I finally managed to get up the man in the CKs gave me a bottle of champagne and a T-shirt and thanked me for being such a good sport. To hold those I had to stop trying to cover myself and I started to hear comments from the audience. My dress had been given to the DJ and I had to go and get it. There were lots of roaming hands as I tried to squeeze my way through the crowd to get to the DJ and I’m sure that some of those hands were female ones. When I got to the DJ he asked me if I usually didn’t wear knickers. It was only after I said, “never” and there was a big cheer from the audience that I realised that the question and answer were both going out over the PA system. I grabbed my dress and ran back to Jon who took ages to stop laughing. But he wasn’t laughing enough to not stop me from putting my dress back on for about five minutes. A couple of drinks later Jon decided that we would have a dance and we went onto the floor. It really was crowded and we could hardly move. There were a couple of times when I felt a hand groping my bum as people squeezed past me. One cheeky youth managed to get a finger in my pussy and when he got past me and Jon he turned and looked at me. When he knew I was looking he stuck a finger in the air and made a big deal of licking it. Guess where that finger had been. When we went back to our seats someone was sitting there Jon had been so he stood in front of where I had been with his back ready to sit down. He turned me so that I could sit on his lap but before he actually sat down I could feel his hands doing something near my bum. As we sat down I got one hell of a shock. As I was bending down my dress rode up and I could feel his dick touching my pussy. It was a good job that I was still very wet otherwise it would have been painful as he went up to the hilt in the one movement. If anyone had been looking, the gasp and look on my face would have told them that I was being fucked, right there, in public, with people sat either side of us. The excitement was incredible, I wanted to move up and down but Jon was holding me firm. With my back to him my legs were open about six inches, but it was probably too dark for anyone to have seen up my dress. But anyway, they had all seen me naked a short while before. It was a good job that his trousers had a button fly as I guess that a zip could have been a little painful for either of us. We stayed like that for about twenty minutes with me passing Jon his drink at times. I did manage to rock back and forwards a bit and I could really feel the juices flowing. In the end I suddenly felt Jon tense up and then he came inside me. After another ten minutes or so he started to go soft and then he told me to stand up, but stay in front of him as he fastened his trousers. When we got outside I could see the big wet patch on his trousers where both our juices had leaked out of me. We staggered back to the Hotel, me more pissed than him and stripped off and collapsed on the bed. Before I knew it, it was next morning and the sun was shining in through the window. We hadn’t bothered to close the curtains and the lights were still on. Us two naked people asleep on top of the bed would have been easily visible to anyone in the other Hotel who cared to look. Sunday August 23 When Jon woke up he decided that we should do some exercises before breakfast. Jon stood me right in front of the window looking out and he told me what exercises to do. I really had trouble with my co-ordination as I moved my arms and legs. In the end Jon gave up and put me across his knee and gave me 50 spanks with his hand. When I got up (with tears in my eyes - Jon is getting too good with his right hand) I looked out of the window and saw a young couple staring at us. When they saw that I had seen them they clapped their hands and disappeared from view. After that we went to have a shower and we didn’t bother to close the curtains. With the door lock still not working the inevitable happened. As I was shaving my pubes (still in the shower), a teenage girl came in on us. We all stared at each other (I could see her eyes going up and down both our naked bodies) for what seemed like ages until Jon said, “Don’t mind us, just carry on doing whatever you came to do” but she declined and left. We looked at each other and laughed. Jon told me to wear a cheesecloth dress that day and when we went for breakfast. I saw both the man from the shower the previous evening and the girl from the morning shower. I could see the man looking at me, but whenever I looked at him he turned away. The girl ignored us, but I could see her pointing to us and telling her mate something. When we booked out of the Hotel we drove round until we found a big leisure complex. Jon decided that we would ‘give it a whirl’ and we went in. It was clearly designed for holidaymakers who were suffering from the poor English weather. It had just about everything that anyone could want. We (Jon) decided to have a game of squash first and we went to the ‘dry’ changing rooms. I put on just my tennis dress and trainers and went to wait for Jon. The court they gave us had a glass rear wall so that an audience could watch you play. In a way I was glad that no one was watching any of the courts. I never was any good at squash and it wasn’t long before Jon had me running all around the court and he even gave me a bollocking for not trying hard enough. He is very good at giving me shots that I have to either bend down or stretch high to get at and my dress was riding-up to show my bum, or my left shoulder strap was going down my arm quite a bit and my left tit was hanging out. It was only after we had been playing for about 30 minutes that I noticed that we had gained an audience of about four teenagers. I had to ignore them and concentrate on my game otherwise Jon would have thrashed me in more ways than one, although there was one time when I went flying and ended up on my stomach with my legs wide open giving the little audience a great view. Once Jon had well and truly beaten me he decided that we should go for a swim. It wasn’t any old swimming pool; it had about four different flumes, one that ended in a big tank with glass sides, two slides, a rapids, a wave machine and lots of things for young kids. Another thing that it had was a mixed changing room with lots of little cubicles. As I walked in I soon realised that Jon would be having some fun there. We went into a ‘family’ changing cubicle and Jon left the door open. Needless to say it was only seconds before Jon had my dress off me and I was naked for everyone who passed to see. He didn’t tell me what to wear until he had stripped off his squash gear and put his undies on. I reckoned that he was relying on me been the centre of attraction and no one noticing how see-through his undies are. I had to wear my white one-piece Lycra costume, the one with the deep ‘V’ that goes all the way down the front and under to my arse hole. Whilst we were getting changed we got a couple of funny looks from people passing by and 2 teenage girls even came back for a second look. I presumed that it was Jon that they were looking at, not me, but who knows these days. On the way into the pool I had one of the male attendants staring at me and I don’t think that my clit was poking out between the 2 halves of the costume. We had a swim in the main pool first before having a go on the flumes. Going down the flumes tended to pull my costume up into the cracks of my ass and pussy (a wedgie as Jon calls it), so I had to adjust them quickly when I got to the bottom of each one before Jon got down. The biggest flume was the best and the worst. Just as I was getting onto it Jon (unbeknown to me at the time) untied the cord that held my costume together. It didn’t matter when I was stood up because it was wet and was clinging to me, but as soon as I started to go down the flume the extra water pulled it away from my body and it was only the neck strap that kept me from losing it completely. At the bottom of this flume there is a big tank of water with glass sides, but above it there is this big ‘donut’ feature that you slide round and round before losing momentum and falling through the ‘donut’ into the big tank. There I was going round and round this ‘donut’ with my costume trailing from my neck, thinking about how I was going to get it back on and how many people were looking through the glass sides of the tank. There was absolutely nothing I could do and down through the hole I went. It took me a couple of minutes to put my costume back on because the tank was deep and I had to tread water all the time. When I finally got out, one cheeky young lad said, “Very nice - can you do that again please.” So I guess that at least one person saw me. Never mind, I got a little excitement out of it. Jon had noticed a big bubbling spa and sauna and steam room so we went into the spa next. It was lovely and warm and the bubbles didn’t stop. It wasn’t long before Jon untied my costume again and somehow managed to get it over my head without anyone seeing. I was up to my neck in the bubbles so none of the dozen or so people could see that I was naked. More people came in and it wasn’t long before I was squashed between Jon and an older teenage boy. I couldn’t tell if it was Jon’s or the boy’s hands that were exploring the front of my body, but it was nice and I put my head back, closed my eyes and dreamed. I came back to reality when a young woman who was trying to get out tripped and landed on top of me. Her hands were all over me as she tried to get back onto her feet. She gave me a puzzled look as she apologised before moving away. Jon gave me back my costume and I had to duck under the bubbles to get it over my head and back on. When we got out and went down the steps I noticed that my clit was clearly visible between the 2 sides of my costume. I kept close to Jon as we went to the steam room. It was big, circular, and with 2 floor levels. The upper level had a railing between it and the lower level. There were a few people on both levels. As we were moving round the upper level looking for a seat I saw that there was a young couple both in the nude. The steam was so thick that you had to be close up to them to realise. Jon took that as a cue and when we found some seats Jon motioned to me to get my costume off (again). He took his off and we relaxed back in the chairs and put our feet up on the railings. Although the steam was dense it wasn’t that hot in there and it wasn’t long before I was dozing off. When I came round there was this big man stood on the level below looking right at my pussy (my feet were about a foot apart). Fortunately I wasn’t startled and he didn’t notice that I was back in the land of the living. I could just see Jon out of the corner of my eye and his eyes were shut so I thought that I might have a bit of fun. I slowly slid my legs further apart and moved one hand from my stomach down to the top of my pussy. When he didn’t move I thought ‘go for it’ and slowly started playing with my clit. This big fat man just kept staring at my pussy. He didn’t even look at my face, just my pussy. I was just beginning to get worked-up when Jon moved and the man turned away. Jon whispered to me “enjoy that did you slave?” he knew I had. We stayed there for a few more minutes before putting our costumes on and going for a shower. After we had cooled down we went into the sauna. It was a big one with lots of benches. Jon told me to sit at the end of one bench with my feet on the bench. He sat at my feet so I couldn’t put my legs out straight. I was bent over a bit so my costume looked a bit baggy and the 2 front bits didn’t meet at all. My clit and a bit of my right lip was clearly visible to me, so I can only imagine what Jon and the other people could see. A couple of older teenage girls were looking at us, giggling and whispering but I don’t know if that was Jon or me. It wasn’t long before the heat was getting too much for me and I asked Jon if we could leave. Back in the changing rooms we got another ‘family cubicle’ and stripped off, again with the door open. Jon gave me a towel and told me to go and take a shower. I walked out of the cubicle wrapping the towel round me and straight into an old man who seemed most embarrassed about seeing me pulling the towel round me. The showers there are individual cubicles, each with their own door. Jon had told me not to lock the one I was to use, but I couldn’t anyway, the lock was broken. There were also small holes in the partition walls so that people in the cubicles either side could spy on you. This could be fun I thought as I took the towel off and turned the water on. It wasn’t long before someone started coming into my cubicle. It was a young man who looked stunned when he saw me. I turned to face him and said ‘this one’s occupied - unless you want to join me” I think that the shock of seeing me confused him and he muttered something and left. A short time later the same thing happened again, but this time it was a young woman. She seemed more confused than shocked, but took her time apologising whilst she stared at my bald pubes. A short while after she left I noticed some feet under one of the sidewalls. Their position made me wonder if someone was looking through the hole. I decided to find out by bending over to wash my feet and having a quick look through the hole. There was any eye there looking at me. The feet didn’t move so I guess that they hadn’t seen me looking at them (or didn’t care), so I decided to give them something to look at. I bent down again, but this time with my back to the hole. I guess that my pussy would be only a couple of inches from the hole. I reached between my legs and gave my pussy a good soaping and letting 1 finger slip inside. I then stood up, faced the hole and did the same again. Just as I was fingering myself the door opened again and a woman about my age walked in. She just smiled, said sorry and left. By the time that I looked for the feet again they had gone. I never did find out who the feet and the eye belonged to. It could have been the boy, the girl, or someone completely different. I rinsed off, put the towel round me and went back to Jon. He asked me what had taken so long. After I had told him he said that he was going for a shower and that I was to spend all the time he was away drying myself with the door open. I was very disappointed that no one had seen me by the time he got back. I did have time to think a bit and realised that I am turning into a right exhibitionist. I now WANT people to see me naked. What a change from the me of 6 months ago. I’ve got a lot to thank Jon for. When Jon got back he gave my clit a quick tug which made the cry-out a bit then told me to put my dress on. We left and headed for home, stopping at a country pub for some food. Non-eventful apart from a few ‘country bumpkins’ staring at me. You’d think that they’d never seen a woman in a short dress before. If only they’d known what I didn’t have on underneath - maybe they did, maybe the sunlight had been in the right direction and they had been able to see through my dress. Who cares, I don’t. When we got home there was a message on the answer-phone from Vicky. She said that she had missed us and asked if she could come over the next weekend. Jon told me to ring her and say OK. He went to work on his PC. Week commencing August 24 Quite a boring week really. The only exciting time was when the paperboy came for his money. He was the same one as the previous few weeks and he was getting used to me answering the door naked. Didn’t stop him having a good look and the bulge in his trousers told me that he liked what he saw. Oh, nearly forgot, I surprised the postman on the Thursday; he was delivering a Sonique depilatory machine. Jon had agreed to get me one. I’m having to let some of my pubic hair grow long enough for it to work. Jon told me to start with a small patch just at the top of my slit, where it grows the thickest. Friday night we collected Vicky from the bus station. Jon had her take all her clothes off in the car and to put on just my black pencil dress. It only just covered her bum and pussy - which I was glad to see was still bald. We went to pub in town for a drink before collecting a Chinese take-away and going home. Everyone was so tired that we all went to bed quite early. Vicky slept with Jon, but she later told me that he was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. Saturday August 29 Jon woke up bright and early and had to wake us. He put an aerobics video on and had us do some exercises on the patio. Whenever he thought that we weren’t trying hard enough he slapped our backsides with the tawse. After 30 minutes of that I was shattered. I got us breakfast while he and Vicky went for the 3 S’s. I guess that I was a bit jealous, but not much. Over breakfast Vicky told us about her fun when she had worn Ben for the 3 days. She told us that she had been very ‘unproductive’ at work and that she had had to tell them that she wasn’t well. They’d noticed her ‘hot flushes’ and told her that she should go to see a doctor. She’d had to work hard to keep Ben in. One of the women had got really worried at one point when she’d had an orgasm and had tried to hide it by saying that she’d had this stabbing pain in her stomach. We were killing ourselves laughing, and I must admit that I was getting a little wet thinking about it. She told us that she had thrown away all her underwear to make sure that she couldn’t wear any. She has also stopped wearing clothes in their flat and her flatmates had just about got used to it, but it still caused little problems when their boyfriends went round. Jon asked us what we would like to do for the day and Vicky suggested that we went to Birmingham shopping. We got dressed (me in my leather mini skirt and denim jacket and Vicky in a white low cut mini dress) and left. We wandered around the shops before finding ourselves in a quiet part of town (lost again). It was an older part of the city and we found ourselves stood outside an old pub on a sort of metal grating. Jon said that it was the way that the barrels of beer used to get delivered to the pub cellars. We looked down through the grating and could see some of those metal beer kegs. Vicky also saw a couple of men down there having a cigarette. It was then that Jon had an idea and told us both to stand on the grid with our feet about a foot apart. Jon then dropped a couple of coins down to attract the attention of the men. It wasn’t long before they were right below us having a real good look. Jon asked Vicky to tell us again what had happened at work with Ben and we spent a good 10 minutes talking with the men quietly having a good view. I even started to talk to Vicky about not wearing underwear any more, just to tease them a little more. In the end I think that Jon got a little bored and we moved on. Back in the shopping centre we found a little clothes shop that looked as if it wasn’t one of the ‘run of the mill’ dress shops and went in. There was only one young female assistant and some quite nice dresses. I chose a couple to try on and so did Vicky and we went to the changing rooms. They weren’t very good by big store standards, but 2 curtained cubicles were good enough for us, especially as we opened the curtains instead of closing them. The poor girl didn’t know what to say when she saw 2 naked women in the back part of the shop. She came over and started to say something about us shouldn’t be doing that and she didn’t know what to say when Jon asked her why not. In the end, she just stood there watching us as we tried all 4 dresses on. There was 1 that I really liked, a short sleeveless one that was made of 2 parts, front and back; the sides were laced together with thin rope. Vicky liked a thin cotton summer dress that was tight and low cut, but with a flared skirt. Jon said that he liked that one and Vicky suddenly said, “Why don’t you try it on then?” Meaning him put the dress on. Well, I knew that Jon was game for a laugh but I didn’t expect him to strip off right there and put it on. He looked a right plonker and he was the first to say so. After he had given us all a ‘twirl’ I could see that the dress was starting to stick out in the wrong place and when he took it off he had right boner. The poor shop assistant was bright red and she obviously didn’t know where to look, but she wasn’t going to miss having a good look at Jon’s erection. Jon noticed and asked her if she had never seen one before. “Not like that” she said. “What’s so different about mine?” Jon asked. “You’re bald and you have no skin over the end.” “He’s been circumcised” I said. Thinking about it, I suppose that circumcision isn’t as popular these days so maybe she hadn’t seen one. Jon then told her that she could have a closer look if she wanted. She went right up to him and bent down but then chickened-out and moved away. Jon said, “It doesn’t bite,” but she had lost her bottle. But she still kept looking at him. “Who else wants to touch it then?” Jon asked, and before I could react Vicky had it in her mouth. Jon wasn’t happy about that and pulled her off him. “Who said anything about mouth’s?” he said. “You’ll get punished for that” he said and told us to get dressed. He bought both the dresses that we liked and we left the poor assistant wondering if she’d been dreaming or what? Jon was getting a little hungry so we went to a Burger King restaurant. It was the middle of the afternoon and the place was reasonably quiet. Jon sent me to get our order and when I got back to him and Vicky the seat that they indicated for me to use was facing one end of the serving counter where there was a youth waiting to serve whoever came in. Jon told me to sit with my knees about a foot apart and to get on with eating my burger. We were busy talking when I heard someone say “Peter, what’s wrong with you?” When I looked up I knew exactly what was wrong with Peter. His eyes had discovered my pussy and he was mesmerised. The ‘voice’ said something else and Peter came back to reality. I told Jon and Vicky what was happening and Jon said, “Good, now swap places with Vicky and let her try to catch his attention.” I’m sure that she must have, because when I next looked, not only was Peter looking at Vicky, but there was someone else there with him who was also looking. I looked down at Vicky’s lap and saw that she was giving them a real eyeful, her dress was right up above her pussy. Vicky is really getting into this exhibitionism as much as me now. I can see that we’re going to have a lot of fun together. After the Burger, we (Jon) decided to head for home where Jon decided that it was time for Vicky to have her punishment for trying to give him the Blowjob in the dress shop. I didn’t want to miss out on the fun so I spilt a cup of coffee on Jon’s lap just to make sure. He was furious and as he was taking his trousers off he told me to get my skirt and jacket off ‘immediately.’ We were both taken up to the ‘punishment room’ and after I had got to “Three - thank you Master” he had calmed down a bit and decided on a change of plan. Vicky and I were to have a competition to see who could make the other cum first. The loser was the one who came first the winner got to sleep in Jon’s bed that night. Just to even things up Jon told Vicky to take her dress off and he gave her 3 strokes with the cane. I thought that that was fair, cos I was already a little wet after my 3 stokes. Anyway, as Vicky was getting her 3 strokes I was thinking about how I could get some sort of advantage and decided to sneak the handcuffs out of the drawer and try to get them on her before she realised. I hid them under the pillow on the bed hoping to be able to catch Vicky by surprise. When Jon told us to start we just stood and looked at each other until Vicky grabbed my arm and pulled me onto the bed. We started a bit of a fight I suppose, but neither of us wanted to hurt the other, just give too much pleasure, too quick. We started nipple and clit squeezing but Vicky had the advantage there, my clit is a lot bigger than hers and she had no trouble getting hold of it. We were rolling about on the bed pinching and grabbing until I found myself knelt between her legs holding her wrists at either side of her head. To let her think that she had the advantage I climbed up her so that my knees were over her shoulders and my pussy was right above her face. I let her start eating me to lull her into relaxing before reaching for the handcuffs. They were on her before she realised and I had got her. I climbed off her but she said that she wasn’t beaten yet, got up and tried to put her arms over me. Somehow I managed to avoid that and to grab a piece of rope that Jon usually used to ‘restrain’ me with. We rolled on the bed again and (with difficulty) I looped the rope through her arms and round one of the bed’s corner posts. When Vicky realised what I had done she admitted defeat and just lay there. I was glad of the rest as well; both our bodies were wet with perspiration. I knew then that I was going to be able to be with Jon that night, but that didn’t mean that I couldn’t have some fun (and pleasure) getting Vicky to cum. All this time Jon was stood in the doorway watching us with a grin on his face. The bulge in his trousers told me that he had enjoyed watching 2 girls ‘fight.’ I got into the 69 position above Vicky and we started eating each other. Every minute or so I lifted my pussy out of reach of her mouth so that I could calm down but I didn’t stop working on her. I think that she tried to fight the orgasm a bit, but when she came she really came. I stopped and looked at Jon who told me that I was the winner. He told me that he wanted some food in about an hour, which left me time to have another go at Vicky. This time I kept my pussy firmly on her face. I timed it right so that we both came at the same time by lifting up when I got too close. It was a good deep full body orgasm when I came. After that I untied Vicky and we had a shower before we both got tea ready. We went to a quiet country pub that night and didn’t get up to much. There was one young man that we distracted by opening our legs whenever he looked at us. I think that his girlfriend was getting a bit mad at him towards the end, but that just made me want to show more. Not sure if Jon realised what we were doing. Vicky fell asleep in the car on the way home so we went to bed straight away. I enjoyed my prize of sleeping in Jon’s bed. I rode him until he came, then used my mouth to get him hard again before he fucked me doggy fashion. . continued in Part 6.doc .

on the beach Every summer I take the second week of July off and head out camping. About five years ago I found a remote spot on a large lake. It's a decent hike out to this spot and I've never found evidence of anyone else camping there. I set up camp right on the water in a cove and can watch the beautiful water. I can see people out on their boats and on distant beaches, but pretty much fell like I'm in my own little bubble. Each night after a long day of fishing, swimming and trying to stay cool, I strip down and wash up. Even though I knew no one was looking, Many times I spend a few hours naked on the beach. I would get a little turned on by being exposed like that and every once in a while will sit on the beach and pleasure myself as the sun sets. I look forward to this time of isolation and relaxation all year long. Last year I headed out as always and sure enough, once I got to my spot there was no one to be seen. I set up camp and got settled. After eating dinner I stripped down and felt the breeze blow across my balls and it felt good. I bathed off and sat down on the beach. After sunset I went to bed early as I was very tired. The next day was my typical relaxing day. I fished, read, swam and took it easy. After dinner I went through my normal routine, bathed and watched the sun set. I was reading by the light of my lantern and campfire after dark and heard rustling in the bushes and then someone "Shhh" another. It seemed that my spot was discovered. I held my lantern up to illuminate the situation. Who would be wandering the woods this late at night. Were they lost? As I held the light up I saw three figures step from the woods. It was three young ladies, one blonde and two brunettes, dressed in khaki shorts and matching polo like shirts. I felt fortunate that I was clothed as sometimes I would be in the buff at this time of night. "Are you girls ok?", I asked as I noticed that they had no gear with them at all, just a couple of water bottles. "Um, yea we're good", said the taller of the two brunettes with uneasiness in her voice. The shorter brunette turned her head away like she was a little embarrassed about the situation. All three of the girls stood as if they were uncomfortable about coming upon my camp. As they stepped into my light I could see that the taller brunette was about 5'9" and slender. Even through her frumpy clothes you could tell that she had a nice body. The shorter brunette had a more simple look with her hair in a pony tail and slender glasses. The blonde, on the other hand was of average height but had nothing else average about her. Her body flourished through the baggy polo and long shorts and when she looked at me her blue eyes flashed in the light of my lantern. "Are you guys camping nearby?", I asked, trying to break the seemingly awkward silence. The two girls looked at the tall brunette again as if she was their spokesman, "Kinda, but not really close", she said. "It was a pretty good hike to here.", the blonde spoke up for the first time. Confused by the situation I said, "Do you guys need some water, i've got plenty". "Yes please", the shorter brunette spoke as she opened her water bottle. I gestured them over to my campfire and filled their water bottles as they sat. In the light of the campfire I could see that these were High School or college aged women and all were quite attractive. The taller brunette had dark brown eyes and legs that went on for miles. The shorter of the two was well endowed and had lighter, kinky brown hair. The blonde was even more captivating as the light showed her many assets. "So what brings you guys far from camp this late?", I asked feeling as if I couldn't avoid the question any longer. The girls all looked at each other and then the blonde looked at the spokeswoman and said, "Well, tell him like we talked about." As I sat feeling like the only one that didn't know what was going on, the taller brunette spoke. "We go to the Charter Boarding School for Girls. It's a school that we live at year round. Each summer they bring us up to a camp on this lake. It's over there", I looked as she gestured and remembered seeing people on the end of a peninsula off in the distance and assumed that was where she was talking about. "Our freshman year Suzanne", she gestured to the kinky haired brunette, "brought her telescope and was looking around when she spotted you." My heart sunk in my chest. What exactly did she mean spotted me? "You were naked", the blonde interrupted. "Stacy, I was getting to that!", the taller brunette snapped back. "So yes, you appeared to be preparing to bathe. The next evening she watched again and once again saw you disrobe and begin to bathe. She came and got Stacy and I and we also watched." I was beginning to get more and more uncomfortable as the story went on. "We'd never seen a man's stuff before", Stacy interjected. The tall brunette shot a look at her. "What!?", she responded sarcastically. "Anyway", the brunette continued. "We proceeded to watch you throughout our week at camp as we were fascinated with you.", I felt a little punch of pride when I thought about their fascination and then realized that they were probably only twelve when they first saw me and that was a little creepy. "Well", the brunette continued her tale, "we talked about it all year and when we came back the next year Suzanne brought the telescope again and there you were. We again watched you all week. The following year Suzanne asked for a stronger telescope for Christmas as the camp is a long way from here and when we got here, you were once again here on this beach and we saw you." "Boy did we.", Stacy interjected almost smirking. Before my brain had a chance to process that comment, the brunette interrupted my train of thought. "So the story is that we've been watching you for four years now. We each just graduated which means that there is no counselor in our dorm, so we snuck out to meet you." As I pondered how to respond to this story, realizing that I had been stalked for four years by these three young ladies Stacy spoke up again, "So anyway, we haven't really had any boys around so we wanted to ask some questions and stuff." Buying time to process all of this I said, "what kind of questions?", with a very puzzled voice. "Questions about your body and like sex and stuff." The brunette answered. Suzanne still sat quietly at the campfire. "Yea, we've been seeing things for four years but only through a telescope.", Stacy added. "So I'm like your sex education teacher?", I answered without thinking about my words first. "We were hoping you'd be more like our guide to the male body. We've already learned a lot from you", the brunette answered. "So what do you think? Are you interested?" Pausing for a moment, I still didn't fully grasp the situation. "So what exactly do you want me to do?" "Well, first of all, would you mind taking your clothes off and letting us see it with our own eyes?", the brunette added. The bluntness of her statement was shocking, but after thinking about it for a minute, I came to the conclusion that they had been looking at my naked body for four years, i might as well let them see the real thing if they wanted to so bad. I'm not exactly Brad Pitt or anything. I slid my T Shirt off, unbuttoned my shorts and dropped them to the sand. There my cock hung in the firelight right in front of these three hot girls. I could feel it plump up in the midst of the situation. Leaning in and pushing her glasses up on her nose, Suzanne said, "Wow, that's pretty big." "Yea, even that big telescope of yours didn't do it justice", Stacy added. All three of them scooted closer. "So how does it get hard?", Suzanne asked quizically as she studied my cock closely. "Well," I said, clearing my throat and trying to focus while being examined, "Several different things can do it." "Like what?", Suzanne said again almost interrupting. "It can happen by seeing something arousing or touch or even sometimes just by thinking of something.", I continued. "Look, it's growing", the brunette said examining my cock even closer. "So if you thought of me stripping down and having sex with you, what would that do.", Stacy asked. My cock almost responded immediately at the thought of her pristine body. "Wow, look at that", Suzanne responded, "Stacy, he likes you, show him your breasts." Stacy looked a little uncomfortable at the prospect. It was almost comical. There I stood completely nude with my semi erect cock hanging a foot from their faces and they sat still in their polos and khakis. "I'll do it", the brunette spoke out and almost instantly had her shirt of and her bra in the sand. She was long and slim with pert breasts that looked like they were the perfect size for sucking. Her stomach was firm and her athletic build was breathetaking. "Check that out", Suzanne exclaimed as my cock grew more. "How big does that thing get?", Suzanne added. Suzanne than reached her finger out and touched my tip. The feeling of her touch was electrical. She slowly withdrew her finger and a stream of precum stayed attached to her finger. "Gross!", she said while wiping her finger off on her shorts, "so that's what cum is like", she finished her thought. Attempting to provide them with an accurate education I said, "that's actually precum. It's what happens when I'm getting close to being ready". She looked at me while nodding her head like she was thinking through what I said. I was incredibly aroused by my exposure to the three girls, but also was distracted by this "educational" approach. I had never really explained an erection before. "So, when does the real cum come?", she asked. I could feel the light breeze blowing across my erect cock as it hardened more right before their eyes. "Well", I started not sure how to explain, "it requires an action to be taken on it for me to cum". I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the tall brunette was putting her polo back on. Her nipples showed clearly through the shirt. "Is that what you're doing when you...", she paused and then began to move her hand in a motion like jacking off. "Yes, that's one way for it to happen.", I answered feeling a little awkward. "Yea, we've seen you do that before", Suzanne added making me feel much more awkward. "That's what we do if there is not a lady around", I tried to save face a little. "Will you do that for us?", the brunette asked. I wasn't sure what to do, but then asked myself this question. You are standing completely nude and fully erect in front of three amazingly hot young woman that are mesmerized with your cock, why wouldn't you stroke it for them? So without responding I began to stroke. Precum was dripping from my tip. As I forced my hand hard against my torso my cock poked straight out and Stacy said, "Wow that thing is huge. You're trying to tell me that it is supposed to go inside of my little pussy?" I paused for a moment just thinking about her statement, "You'd be surprised at how much can fit inside of there.", I said straining a little bit as I stroked myself. "So how long does it take?", the brunette asked. "O, I don't think it'll be much longer", I responded. "Does it only work with your hand?", Suzanne asked. "Actually", I responded, "It usually works better with the hand of a beautiful woman." "So, do I qualify for that?", she continued. My mind flooded. How could this be happening to me. Not only am I stroking off for these girls but now she wants to stroke me. "O, you definitely qualify", I responded as I released my cock and she wrapped her hand around it. "Is this right?", Suzanne asked giving me a couple of good strokes. "O baby, you're a natural", I responded. Her hand felt so good against my skin as she stroked me just like I had been stroking myself. She would go all the way out to the tip and then force down against my torso. "O yea", I said getting lost in her touch. "So can I do it harder?", she asked. "Sure, I'll let you know if it hurts", I answered. The next stroke was firm causing my balls to bounce as I stood there. "Yea!", I called out in pleasure. I had almost forgotten the other two girls in my pleasure. I opened my eyes to see them watching my rock hard cock as Suzanne stroked my long and hard. The brunette had a wet spot on her khakis and Stacy gazed up at my eyes for just a moment and I saw those beautiful blue eyes of hers again and I lost it. I let out a groan and then shot my load. I could hear the girls responding to my explosion but was too lost in my orgasm to understand what they were saying. Suzanne began to loosen her grip but I wrapped my hand around hers and held it tight while my cock pulsated in pleasure. "Wow, that was a bunch of cum!", the brunette stated. "He's even bigger now than before", Stacy added. "Suzanne, you're going to have to wash your shirt.", the brunette said while pointing at the cum running down her right breast. "It was worth it", Suzanne responded with a smile on her face. "That was amazing!", she continued. "It's like holding sheer power in your hands. It's so hard and then, boom!, it explodes like a firecracker. That was cool!" "I'm glad you enjoyed it", I said gasping for breath as i sat down, "You have amazing hands" "Well thank you", she replied in a sarcastic voice, "I think I'm pretty good at this." I nodded to her. It was quite the turn on to see my cum all over her and she seemed to wear it like a trophy. "So what happens next", Stacy asked. "Usually I would go to sleep as this is the most relaxing release on earth", I responded. "That's ok", the brunette responded looking at her watch, "we need to get back before we are missed. Do you mind if we come back tomorrow night?" After what I had just experienced the thought of a return visit sounded like a great idea. Even just for the opportunity to see their fine bodies again, especially Stacy's. "Sure", I said, "What do you want to learn about tomorrow night?", I said smiling. "I don't know, there sure seems to be a lot to learn", Stacy answered as the three girls slipped back into the darkness. After the sound of them rustling went away I decided that it would be a good night to sleep naked on the beach.

Sleeping Fun 2 Sleeping Fun 2 mmMM Nothing much happened that next day. Mike seemed like he didn’t want to talk. I thought about it all day, I think Mike was worried about sharing me with his friend, maybe because his friend seemed a lot older and that might lead to trouble. He maybe thought our sex nights would get out of hand and then he’d be in real trouble for lending out his little brother. But I was super excited about it too. Mike didn’t do a thing that next night, even though I waited a long time before falling asleep and he just finally got home and came to bed and drifted off without touching me. And I thought maybe he just didn’t arrange anything yet. Or he was afraid to start anything new because maybe he would lose out and not keep me for himself? So I didn’t anticipate. But what had changed was me! I had become a horny little kid. If you can imagine that. How can a boy want to be fucked by older boys? Even men? But it was my brother Mike who had started it all because it was he who was such a sexy guy, even if I happened to be the one Mike used. He was very kind to his younger brother in the mornings now, not even making me do all my chores. Mom was happy because she thought we were getting along well. Thinking of that sexy night of Mike’s friend sliding in behind me was in my mind when I went down to the school basement boys’ washrooms after lunch. I had to whack off after thinking too much and was ignoring my school work. By now I had become more interested in my own sexy stuff and was no longer in a hurry just to whack it, shudder and get back to class. My little cock felt wonderful when I stroked it softly. Miss Ridley, my grade two teacher was very vacant and I think she didn’t even notice when I was gone. So I just sat on the toilet and stroked my willing little dink and imagined it growing longer every day. And even though I had no spurting juice with my orgasm, they were growing more intense and pleasurable every day, surging through me like an exotic electrical charge! That was when the teacher, Mr. Murdoch entered the washroom. It was very quiet and I didn’t know who it was until I saw his thick brown shoe near the door to my stall. I kept my head down, didn’t meet eyes but knew he was peeking into the crack so I covered up my prick. He walked away to the urinal, and mumbled to himself, “No one here.” I didn’t know why he would say that when I was sure he saw me until he positioned himself at the urinal across from my door and seemed to be peeing. But his hand was moving and he finally turned a bit sideways until I could see his cock, all hard and large and pulsing. He stroked it a little and then just held it at the base and displayed it. I pressed my eye to the door crack and thought it was huge. We both knew I was watching as he jacked it to a spurting orgasm right there, zipped up and quickly left. Now I knew why he said that, he wanted me to believe he thought he was alone. If I had made any noises it would have betrayed my presence. He wanted to whack that big cock off while I watched, but make it seem like he wasn’t aware of anyone there. I thought that was sneaky of him and right then I knew he would be back tomorrow. Yes, I was a smart little kid for my age, wasn’t I? Now I finished and went back to class with yet another new feeling of lust deep down in my stomach. Knowing I wasn’t even going back after lunch tomorrow. That night Mike stayed out late, and I actually fell asleep until he came home. I heard his steps up the back stairs but no others. I waited until he slid in behind me. Now I was so sexed up from my day, even though I had whacked off twice and I supposed Mike couldn’t wait either when I felt him stroking my rear and moving in close. It was like he was trying to resist sticking his cock into my bumhole but couldn’t. It was too enjoyable for him too soft and warm and liquid in there. I imagined it must feel just like a girl’s cunt. He finally slid my bottoms down added some lotion to my ass and pressed in close. Wow, now it was me who wanted to be fucked as much as he wanted it too. I wondered what girls felt when they knew someone wanted to fuck them? Did they have tingles in their stomach too? Mike pressed into me slowly and easily and it felt great as he stroked in and out. Holding my hips now and pushing it all in until he groaned and held tight, me being fully impaled on his hard cock. I felt him jerking and spurting inside me. Now I almost came myself without touching my cock but he got up to the bathroom and I whacked it hard and orgasmed before he came back. If it is still called that when you don’t spurt anything. What a great feeling! I had no idea how long it could last that Mike would believe I was always asleep when he came to bed and fucked me. I was pleased that Mike was so horny that he just had to fuck me. He seemed like he had tried to resist but couldn’t. I was happy with the idea that I was his sex toy and thought that he might want to share me again soon. And wanted him to bring home a man to sex me. I loved it a lot now, and when thinking back to that time, I felt like a sexy person even at seven! And knew that I would try to please anyone who wanted to play with me. I slept well knowing that Mike couldn’t stop fucking me now. Next day at school I never went back to class after lunch but stayed in my bathroom stall until every one was gone and it was very quiet. All the kids had peed and no one would be around. The footsteps echoed a bit in the concrete basement but now seemed like he was trying to be quiet. Mr Murdoch appeared and although I couldn’t see him yet, I knew he was stooping down to see if anyone else was in the stalls. He came close and peeked in and I could see his brown tweed jacket, then he went to the urinal again. And began stroking his cock, this time not making out like he was peeing, only stood there with that big cock out, looking directly at my stall. I don’t know why but I leaned forward and silently slid the bolt of my door aside. My heart was pounding with what I know now was lustful anticipation! A wonderful feeling that tingled me all over. Mr. Murdoch listened a minute and then walked to the door of my stall, slowly pushed it open and stood there. His cock was hypnotic to me. With a large reddish head throbbing and pulsing. He stepped closer until it was right in front of my face. I was afraid to even look at him but couldn’t take my eyes off his straining pink penis. I guess I knew exactly what he wanted. He hadn’t said a word, but swayed closer until it was right in my face. I just let him push that big cock into my waiting mouth. It was a weird feeling, so warm and hard yet soft too. I had to open wider to let it in, and surprised when there was no bad taste or smell. He moved it forward until the whole knob was in between my lips. I had read enough to know you couldn’t let your teeth touch it and as he moved into my stall, and pushed more inside my mouth. It was such a sexy feeling and I loved it. This was so new. It was so soft and hard at the same time. And I had so much spit in my mouth it was really wet as. I had my own biggest cock ever and an idea flashed that having one in your mouth made your own cock grow bigger! I let it stay there and he slowly pushed more of it in, holding my head gently. He would push it in and backed it out slowly, until I would slurp it back in so he could not take it out! Drawing a sigh from him each time. I could even feel it pulsing! I was stretched to allow it in. I think he flinched once when he felt my teeth and I knew right away I had to be gentle. I was now sucking my first cock! I reached up and grasped it too it was so big and warm at the base with all his hairs there. My tongue was at the bottom of that big head and whenever I moved it he tightened and I knew it was what to do. I knew the cock was riding perfectly over my tongue. Footsteps in the hall. He quickly left the stall and walked out as another teacher arrived. I heard them mumbling together. Stayed quiet on the toilet. Murdoch left, his thick shoes echoing in the hallway. The other teacher peed, paused as he zipped up, looked directly at my stall and went out again. He had an odd look when he discovered I was there. It became silent and I finally got up the nerve to leave and go back to class. I was tingling with excitement. What had happened there? Mr. Murdoch was so sexy. And he just came to my stall and stepped in! I was transfixed by his beautiful cock. That was my first cock-suck and I was overjoyed. And happy that I learned quickly enough to please him with my mouth. That afternoon I went into some bushes and whacked my own penis off. Had a wonderful shuddering climax and even practiced on my finger on sucking. I suddenly wanted to learn to please more cocks. And especially ones of grown up men. Mr. Murdoch didn’t spurt anything but I knew he really wanted to and would have if that other teacher had not come in. He was already breathing hard when the interruption came. I wondered if I would spit if he came juice into my mouth? How hard would it be to just swallow? I would do it because I didn’t want him to have a reason to not like what I did. I wished I could ask Mike about it. No, that was a different world, and this one was my own. I sat in class without hearing or seeing a thing about the room, had a lovely little secret erection and wished Mrs. Tittle was more attractive and wondered if I could ever jack off in class and get away with it? I remembered Mike had a book with naked women in it and wondered if there would be anything about how to suck a cock in there? A few days passed with only Mike coming in late and fucking me. I wondered if he had become afraid of inviting a friend to share me with. Maybe he was worried about how that guy wanted to prop me up on pillows for a better fuck. For someone in grade two I was becoming way too knowledgeable about sexual things. But Mike had started it all and I could blame him or thank him. I wished now that he would bring an older friend again, even two. That idea sent a spin through my head. I thanked Mike silently the next afternoon as I sat in my stall and waited with a pounding heart for Mr. Murdoch and his wonderful big cock. I thought I knew now just how to suck it. And would go ahead and try to make him spurt into my mouth, because that was what told me I was pleasing him properly. I thought of myself now as his suck-toy just like I was Mike’s fuck-toy. Footsteps. My door was ajar when he entered. He passed the line of stalls, making sure no other kids were there. Then moved back to mine, said nothing but slid into it with me and took out his huge cock. I reached up with both hands and grasped it, my two hands aligned and even with both the head was still out there. I caressed it forth and back and made it even harder. I wasted no time in drawing it into my mouth, and holding the base in both hands, started sucking him, pressing onto the cock with sliding motions. His breath quickened already. He pressed forward but didn’t need to face fuck me because I was trying to get as much into my mouth as I could. Moving my head forth and back, never letting the cock out. And found his sensitive spot just beneath his cock head. And that made him gasp from my tongue. And I knew that I was doing a good job because his cock got even stiffer and his breathing quickened. No one interrupted this time and he groaned as he came his juice load into my mouth. I had no choice but to swallow and had no trouble at all, no bad taste only a wonderful taste of like olive oil that was very pleasant. I especially liked the feeling of it pulsing hard as he let go of his orgasm. And I just kept sucking him until he pulled away. The reddish cock still throbbing. And he looked down at me with admiration of how I had done. He zipped up and said with a big smile, “Son, we are going to have many nice times like this. Thank you my boy, now get back to class.” I left before him and felt a little giddy and unsteady. But full of pride of how well I had done. As I entered the hall that other teacher was just coming down the stairs. Smiled at me but with something else in his eyes. He was heading into the washrooms and I knew Mr. Murdoch had not come out yet. I went back to class but only stood at the door and didn’t enter. I heard footsteps in the stairwell and walked away from the door, and went past that other teacher, Mr. Bond, and pretended I didn’t see him but he stopped as I passed. I just kept my head down and only saw his black shoes. I knew I had to go back into the boys room again. I needed to tickle my dink badly. I took my stall and slid down my pants trying to think my dinky was becoming a cock now. It seemed bigger and more hard. Then footsteps again. I stayed silent until I heard them nearing and expected him to peak into my stall but he just entered the one beside me. I saw the black shoes. He stood there a moment and I knew he was opening his pants like he was going to sit down on the toilet. Then as he did I could tell he was leaning way forward to see under the divider at me. It was about over a foot high to the bottom of the stall wall. I did see a shadow moving in rhythm and knew Mr. Bond was jerking himself off. So I did the same. I could lean down and watch too as he slid his pants right down to his shoes and saw his hairy bare leg. He seemed now to be leaning to the side and finally went to his knees beside the partition! My head was pounding as he turned toward me and slid partly under the divider, his knees fully into my stall with his brown cock jerking for attention. Again, I was fixated with how sexy it looked. His hand appeared and wiggled to wave me on. I stooped and finally reached for it and shuddered with the pleasure in my hand. He slid forward more until I just followed my lust and reached down for it and started sucking and he groaned aloud as it was sucked into my mouth, sliding it across my lips and on my tongue beneath his cock head. Moving my hand up and down at the same time. I was delirious with pleasure now. This was just too great It only took about ten times until he moaned aloud and came a load into my mouth. I swallowed his cum. My head spinning. He was suddenly up and out of the stall. I guessed that he thought I had no idea who he was and got away with it. No way I could see his face through the stall partition. I whacked myself off and imagined my cock as huge as the two teachers someday! I knew it was wrong but I thought to myself I was only a young boy, so how could I have been so bad? And the two teachers knew it too. And so did Mike and his friend and what ever other friends he would bring around to fuck his little brother. And because I was now a cocksucker too, I wondered how I would get them to put it into my mouth while I pretended to sleep? I really liked doing it so secretly under the bathroom stall though, it was a thrilling secret between two people, at least for Mr Bond because he didn’t think I knew who he was. And I wanted to do a lot more and was sure he did too and would be back tomorrow. Since then I spend a lot of time in washroom stalls everywhere. It was only a matter of time until a cock came under the stall and allowed me to suck on it, and not long after that to see a hand beckoning me to kneel under the partition myself where I got the biggest thrill of my life, sliding on my knees under the side and knowing whoever was there would know I was not a man but a very young boy! But I knew he wouldn’t stop even when he saw my dink was quite little. But he didn’t stop and moaned as he sucked it easily into his mouth. It was my first real blowjob! And it was wonderful. And the man begged me to return the next day! I knew then that my cock was ready for whatever happened now or later or tomorrow. I was into sex fun forever. It was only a matter of time until I was invited to Mr. Bonds apartment for some private tutoring to keep my grades up! I knew I would go in the interests of my education. Sure. And I was sure he would have a friend to help out. Mike brought home another friend the next night who was amazed and pleased with the young fuck he got. Grade two for me had been great, and with some tutoring help I knew grade three would be too. Young life was grand. Oh yes and it was only started!

"Where to try this out first" thinks Josh as he has finally completed his final version of his device, "I'll try Matt's house". Matt is Josh's long term friend but he hasn't told him about the project so he heads over to his house like any other Friday night to test out the device. After sitting down with a few beers watching TV Josh turns on the device and says "Matt go get me a beer" a simple request but the way Matt jumps up without saying a word and gives Josh the beer shows enough already that the device is in fact working. Josh turns off the device returning Matt to normal and Matt thinks to himself ' When did he get another beer' but continues to watch tv without thinking much more of it. "Hiya," Matts Mom says as she comes back from the gym, Josh looks up at her and instantly gets an idea of who to test the device on next, Matt's Mom is the typical MILF blond hair, tanned body, and unbelievable figure. Matt's Mom walks into kitchen and Josh tells Matt he's getting another beer and then follows her into the kitchen, after some small talk Josh turns on the device as looks at her "Sarah, there is only one thing on your mind and that is sucking dick, there is nothing you want more than slurping up some warm cum" Josh then turns of the device and walks away. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Sarah's point of view ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 'Where did he go?' I thought I myself, never mind I've got shit to be doing in here anyway. I am so horny right now I would love Dale to get home I thought, I wouldn't even mind having some of Josh's cock in my mouth either, what am I thinking I'm a married woman and although I'm horny I would never do anything like that, would I? NO! Got to put my mind to something else. As she started to clean the kitchen the thoughts in her head began to get louder, she began fantasizing about Josh's cock, just going up and down on it and slurping up every last drop of his cum. I'm so wet she thought, i don't think I've ever been this horny in my life, she couldn't control it and began rubbing at her wet pussy through her yoga pants, little moans began to escape from her mouth and all she could think was how much she needed not wanted to suck a cock any cock at all, she ran straight to the bathroom. She thought to herself, Sarah stop what is wrong with you, you are a normal woman in control, fuck it this is useless, I'm gonna get some of josh's cock I need it! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Hey, Josh could you give me some help?" Josh and Matt heard from the other room, thinking nothing of it Matt said: " You should go see what she wants". Josh knew this was it and what to expect he had made her so horny that she would cheat on her husband and suck on his son's best friend's cock, "you okay" Josh said as he knocked on the bathroom door, without wasting a second Sarah opened the door and grabbed him locking the door behind them. "There's no other way of saying this but I need to suck your cock PLEASE!" She exclaimed, Josh let out a smile and it was all she needed, Sarah pulled his 7" cock out of this trousers and began to drool from her mouth "You have no idea how badly i want to do this" Josh thought to himself"I think I do" while he had a smile on his face, Sarah tore a hole in her pants to get access to her pussy and began to furiously rub on her clit, she went straight in and began deepthroating his cock, right down to the bottom, Sarah couldn't believe how she was doing this but she was enjoying every bit of it, likewise Josh couldn't believe what was happening as he forced harder down her throat, Sarah kept sucking his cock the best she could and only stopped to yell "FUCKKK IM CUMMING, i love your cock in my throat please give me your cum i need it please" she said as she squirted everywhere. Josh knowing how much control he had over her said " i dont know how do i know you really want it?" This sent Sarah into overdrive she knew she needed his cum and gave the best sucking she has ever given and said " please Josh I need it, il do anything" this was enough for Josh as he let rope after rope of cum enter Sarah's mouth, this caused Sarah to squirt again all over Josh and left her the happiest she's ever been in her life, she swallowed every bit of it and said "Thank you, that was SO tasty" Josh turned on the device and said to her " when I leave you will forget this ever happened but will be a cum eating whore the rest of your life" Josh left and turned of the device. Sarah thought to herself "wtf just happened, I must of slipped and hit my head ruined my good yoga pants too" THE END, PART 2?

Futa's Naughty Scented Candles Chapter Two: Mommy Joins the Futa-Party By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to my wonderful beta readers! Britney Meyers My friend and I squealed as we rushed my mother. She stood shocked in her blue robe at what she had found, the four of us naked, our nineteen-year-old bodies dripping with cum and pussy juices, big futa-dicks thrusting from our pussy lips. Thanks to this awesome scented candle I'd bought, we had been changed. I loved it. “B-Britney!” my mother gasped. She took a step back. “What are you—?” I reached my mom, threw my arms around her neck, and kissed her hard on the mouth. I cut off her question with an incestuous lust that throbbed through me. I just felt so energized and confident. Like I could do anything. It was amazing. My tongue thrust into her mouth. I played around with her. I caressed her hungrily. My cock throbbed against her stomach, my hands grabbing her ass through her robe. My three futa-friends were all around us as I kissed my blonde mother. “Ooh, ooh, Mrs. Meyers, we're going to fuck you so hard,” moaned Shannon. My redheaded friend was the last of us to become a futa. She had cum while riding Mary's cock and sprayed her round tits with jizz. “It's going to be so hot.” “So hot,” Mary moaned, pushing u her glasses. The brunette was so cute. I had taken her virginity with my futa-dick. My own virgin pussy clenched as I kissed my mother. “We're futanari now,” moaned Sarah. She was half-Japanese. “That means hermaphrodite in Japanese. Isn't that hot? Futanari.” “Mmm, dickgirls,” Shannon moaned. “Let's get her naked. Britney, your mother is a hot-ass MILF.” Mom managed to pull her lips away from me. “Britney. What has gotten into you? Are you girls high?” She lowered her voice. “Is it... ecstasy? Bath salts? Are you on spice?” “God, no,” I moaned. “We're just excited and horny. And Shannon's right, you're a hot-ass MILF. God, I want to fuck you, Mom. Do you feel how hard my cock is?” My new futa-dick, thrusting out of the blonde folds of my pussy, pushed against the terry cloth of my mother's house robe. My nipples rasped against the material. I felt her large breasts swelling the front of them. “You can't have sex with me!” she moaned. “I'm your mother! This is wrong! Girls! I want you all out of my house! Britney, upstairs, you're—” I kissed my mom again. “Ooh, she's being disobedient! You should discipline her,” Shannon said as I thrust my tongue into my mother's mouth. She struggled, pushing on me. But I knew she would relax. That wonderful scent of the candle would calm her down. My dick throbbed and ached. It pulsed with my heartbeat. This wonderful heat rushed through me. I would have such a wild orgasm. It would be amazing. Then Shannon grabbed me and dragged me back. I gasped as she pulled me towards the couch. We were in the basement, furnished to be a second living room. A perfect place for slumber parties. She bent me over the couch's armrest. I gasped, my cock rubbing into the side. “Shannon!” I squealed. “What are you doing?” “Look, Mrs. Meyers,” said Shannon. “Your daughter's been naughty. Don't you just want to spank this ass?” She gave me a light slap. “What?” I gasped. “Shannon!” my mother gasped. “I'm not going to spank her.” “But this cute and adorable tushy is just begging for it,” Shannon said, squeezing my butt-cheek. “Oh, yes, yes, you have to spank her naughty ass for buying that wicked candle,” Mary said, her hands unfastening my mother's house robe. “Yep,” Sarah agreed. “Wait, girls!” Mom gasped as they pulled off her robe before she could stop them. Beneath, Mom wore a purple nightgown. It hung over her breasts. It looked to be made of Egyptian cotton. Something light and breathable. Her nipples poked against the fabric. I smiled at that. Lavender Relax—the scent—was doing its work. “Just spank that naughty ass, Mrs. Meyers,” Sarah said, pulling up my mother's nightgown. Mary helped while Mom struggled. She pushed down on the fabric as they dragged it up her thighs. My mom squirmed there while my two friends were undeterred. Their futa-cocks throbbed before them, Mary's fresh from Shannon's cunt and Sarah's from the redhead's asshole. “You just have to spank her for being such a naughty girl,” moaned Sarah. She smacked my ass again. “You can't let her get away with being such a wicked, wicked girl. You have to teach her a lesson, Mrs. Meyers.” “Yep, teach me a lesson,” I moaned, wiggling my hips back and forth. I didn't know why, but I was just so excited to be spanked. I couldn't explain it at all, but pussy cream ran down my futa-cock. “I need it. I've been bad, Mommy.” “Britney,” Mom groaned. “And you girls—” “We're futas now, Mrs. Meyers,” said Mary. “Shouldn't that be futa?” asked Sarah. “We don't use plural suffixes in Japanese.” “No, no, I like futas. Shannon and Britney?” “Futas!” I moaned. “Yes, futas!” Shannon said, squeezing my ass. “And Mrs. Meyers, your daughter's cute rump awaits. Just get over here and start spanking her.” “I can't...” moaned my mother. She still struggled, but my friends had her nightgown over her hips now, her panties on display. A pair of cheap cotton Hanes in a bikini cut. Mom bought those in a big pack of a dozen. This was the red pair. “This is wrong.” “But she's been bad,” cooed Mary. Her futa-cock rubbed across my mother's thigh. “She's been so bad, Mrs. Meyers. You have to punish her, don't you?” “Well...” Mom swallowed. “I mean... I guess... I just... This is... Wow, I never thought I would be in this situation.” “It's okay,” I purred. “Mom, I've been so bad. We were having sex, Mom. Sex! I fucked Mary and Shannon blew me and I blew Sarah.” “Oh, god.” Mom shuddered. She stared at me and then... she stopped resisting. Sarah and Mary peeled her nightgown up and over her large breasts. I shuddered at the sight of her big, soft boobs. They looked so perfect, swinging with their heavy perfection. “I... I...” She thrust her arms up in the air. Her nightgown came off, blonde hair spilling about her face. Then she stumbled towards me. Mom took in a deep breath. She groaned, inhaling that wonderful scent. It was amazing. “That's it, Mrs. Meyers,” Shannon said. “Just spank her ass. She's been bad.” “So bad,” I whimpered. Mom stood over me. I swallowed. Mary and Sarah fell to their knees on either side of Mom and yanked down her panties. She didn't even care. Her thick blonde bush appeared, dewdrops gleaming on her curls. She was turned on. I shuddered at that realization. I swallowed, this wonderful heat rushing through me. I squirmed on the arm rest, my heart pounding in my chest. Mom drew back her hand, my futa-friends watching. Then Mom's hand swung down hard and fast, the air whistling. SMACK! “Mom!” I gasped as this stinging pain rushed over my ass. My butt-cheeks clenched as the heat melted across my rump and then down to my pussy. I squirmed, my futa-cock twitching and throbbing. I blinked. “Oh, my god, Mom. Yes, yes! I'm so bad. I bought this candle and it made us into futas.” “Britney,” Mom croaked, sounding dazed. “So bad. I told you to behave, but you were getting wild with your friends. SMACK! “I was!” I gasped. “I deserve—” SMACK! “—to be spanked!” I squealed. My body bucked, my ass blazing. My tits rubbed into the couch cushion. My futa-cock throbbed and ached, pushing against the couch. “You've been so bad, Britney!” Mom moaned. SMACK! “Yes, yes, so bad!” I whimpered, the heat melting my cunt. Juices ran down my cock and dripped from the tip. “Punish me!” SMACK! “That's it, Mrs. Meyers!” Shannon cheered. She stroked her cock idly. “Just spank that naughty ass!” SMACK! “Yes, yes,” I moaned, my ass on fire. It was a good pain, though. An exciting pain. “Does it make you wet to spank me, Mom?” “Yes!” she groaned. SMACK! “Good!” I panted, my ass clenching. “Ooh, just keep spanking me, Mom. Keep cracking that hand on my ass. Please, please, I need it. I want you to make me feel it. I was so naughty. I made my friends into futas!” SMACK! “Such a wicked girl,” Mom moaned. SMACK! “Yes, yes, so wicked,” I moaned, the heat growing and growing in my pussy. I squirmed over the armrest, the fabric rubbing into my stomach. “Oh, my god, this is so hot!” SMACK! “You're spanking my ass, Mom! And that makes my pussy so wet.” “You wicked girl!” Mom hissed. SMACK! “You kissed me!” SMACK! “Unleashed your futa-friends on me!” SMACK! “So naughty. Ooh, yes, yes, you've made mommy so wet!” SMACK! “Such a dirty girl. Do you know what I have to do to you?” SMACK! “Huh? Do you?” “Eat me!” I moaned, my ass a mass of stinging pain. “Yes!” she groaned. Her hands grabbed my burning butt-cheeks. She parted them and buried her face between them. I expected her to eat my pussy, but she kissed my asshole instead. I groaned as she darted her tongue around my sphincter. She licked and lapped at me. I groaned in shock at how good that felt. Pain burned across my ass where her fingers held me. She massaged my blazing butt-cheeks as she danced her tongue around in my dirty hole. My pussy clenched and my new futa-dick throbbed and ached. “Holy shit, Mrs. Meyers!” Shannon gasped. “Just going straight for licking her ass.” “That's so hot!” moaned Mary. “Ooh, you got to lick my asshole,” Shannon moaned. She fell on the couch before me, bending over. her shaved pussy dripped with cum that now ran down her dangling futa-cock. More girl-jizz dribbled from my asshole. “Lick Sarah's cum out of my butt.” It sounded so disgusting, but I just breathed in and... relaxed. I licked at Shannon's cunt, dragging my tongue through her salty pussy lips. The taste of Mary's cum melted across my tongue. I slid through Shannon's folds and licked out the cum dribbling out of her butt-crack. It held a sour flavor. A moment later, I found her asshole. Mom's tongue pushed on my sphincter. My anal ring parted to let her in. I groaned at how naughty that felt as my tongue licked and lapped up the cum that leaked out of Shannon's butthole. The earthy flavor mixed with the spunk was such a dirty delight. My mom clearly loved the naughty flavor of my ass. She had her tongue wiggling about in me. She groaned, her tongue thrusting as deep into my bowels as she could reach. It was just so naughty to feel. I shuddered, my butt-cheeks squeezing about her face. It was exciting. I cleaned up all of the spunk leaking out of Shannon's asshole. I wanted more. “Oh, Britney, yes!” Shannon moaned. “Get that tongue into my bowels.” “Yes, yes,” moaned Mary. I felt heat near my butt. “Breathe deeply, Mrs. Meyers. Rim out your daughter's butthole and breathe deeply. They were holding the candle by my ass. My cunt clenched and futa-cock throbbed. What mom did to my asshole was so amazing, but then she grabbed my dangling futa-cock. She fisted up and down my shaft, soaked in Mary's virgin cream. I grabbed Shannon's cock, copying my naughty mommy. Mary's spunk lubed Shannon's futa-dick. I fisted her and wiggled my tongue into her bowels. I flicked around in her, tasting all that wonderful and yummy cum. “Fuck, that's good!” moaned Shannon. “I bet,” purred Mary. “Wow, Mrs. Meyers, you just got your tongue jammed into your daughter's asshole.” “Naughty,” Sarah said. Mom squealed. “Mmm, we're going to coax that cock out,” purred Sarah. “Yep, Mrs. Meyers,” Mary said, the heat getting closer to my rump. Then hot liquid spilled on it. “Sorry,” gasped Mary. I groaned as the molten wax ran across my burning rump. I squealed at the pain and pleasure. It hurt, but in a good way. My bowels clenched about my mother's face while my cock throbbed in her stroking hand. I came closer and closer to cumming. “You okay, Britney?” asked Mary. “Fine,” I groaned. “That feels nice.” “Mmm, hot wax,” Mom moaned and fisted my cock faster. I shuddered, stroking Shannon's cock just as fast as I hurtled towards my orgasm. My mother's tongue danced around in my bowels. That melted heat down to my virgin cunt. Pleasure rushing up my cock joined that bliss in my twat. It was amazing to enjoy. This was passion. I shuddered, loving every moment of it. I shuddered, savoring the pleasure of this. It was fantastic. I whimpered, my heart beating so fast. My mom's tongue felt amazing in my asshole. Her hand stroked to the bottom of my cock. “Yes!” I squealed. I came. My cum fired out of my dick while my bowels writhed around Mom's tongue. I shuddered, the pleasure rippling through me. It was amazing. Juices ran down my thighs. They spilled hot to my knees. I groaned, my asshole spasming around Mom's tongue. “Oh, yes, yes, such a naughty daughter,” Mom moaned. “Mrs. Meyers!” gasped Sarah. “Oooh, your mommy-cock sprouted.” I shuddered, savoring that knowledge while my pussy gushed juices that ran down my cock. She stroked my shaft while my cum splashed the floor of the side of the couch. I whimpered, the ecstasy hitting my mind. I gripped Shannon's cock, reveling in being a futa. Mom pulled her face from my asshole and panted, “I have a cock! Oh, I'm a futa now.” “You have to fuck me, Mom!” I groaned. “Please, please, you have to fuck me hard!” “Mmm, yes, I do,” she moaned. “Fuck, I need to cum,” Shannon moaned. “Cum fuck me!” Sarah groaned. “Come pop my cherry!” “Ooh, yes!” The redhead crawled her asshole away from me. “Mmm, you,” Mom purred. SMACK! I gasped as she spanked me. “Lie down on the floor.” “Yes, Mommy!” I slid off the couch, my ass blazing. I sank onto the sleeping bags spread out on the floor. Sarah was sliding her cock into Mary while Shannon was kneeling behind them, ready to deflower Sarah's pussy. Then my mom was over me. She had a big, huge mommy dick thrusting out of her blonde bush. She also held my scented candle. It had melted to form a caldera of wax, the flame hidden by the sides. Mom smiled down at me. I bit my lip. Why did she have that? I shuddered as she guided her futa-cock towards my pussy. She slid through my bush to find my folds. My hymen. “Mommy,” I moaned as she pushed against my cherry. “Take my virginity. Make me into a woman!” “A futa, you mean?” she asked and winked. I nodded. She pushed against my maidenhead. I gasped as it stretched for a moment. Then my cherry popped. My mom's futa-cock entered my pussy. My clit-dick throbbed and pulsed. It twitched with my heartbeat. I groaned as she slid deeper and deeper into my snatch. I groaned, my pussy clenching down on her. It was so incredible. Her mommy-cock reached all the way to my cervix. I felt so full while pleasure rippled out of my pussy. My girl-dick dripped precum on my belly. “Oh, my god, Mom!” I moaned, my eyes flicking to the candle. “Why do you have that?” “Because it's made of beeswax,” she purred. “Ooookaaay,” I said, my pussy clenching down on her invading girth. “Many candles today are made of synthetic waxes. They have slightly higher melting points than beeswax. It lets them last longer and they're cheaper to make.” “Uh-huh?” I frowned, my cunt clenching on her dick. “But beeswax... It's just hot enough to feel amazing,” she purred and tilted the candle over. “But it doesn't get hot enough to cause burns.” I gasped as the wax landed on my right nipple. Pain seared across my nipple for one moment. I groaned, my pussy clenching on Mommy's cock. I bucked, my futa-cock smacking my belly. My moans echoed through the room. “Oh, my fucking god,” I groaned, the wax already hardening about my nub. I shuddered at this bliss that rushed into me. “You're like me,” Mommy cooed. “Got that masochist streak in you. Your daddy used to spank me and dribble hot wax on me and do all sorts of naughty things to me!” “What?” I gasped, shocked. I squirmed, stirring my pussy around her girl-dick. She hadn't even started fucking me yet, and I already felt amazing. “Mmm, yes,” she purred, tilting the candle over my other round breast. I shuddered. The purple wax had already hardened about my first nipple, a small rivulet frozen before it had poured off my breast. I could feel it about my nub, holding it in a prison. I bit my lip as I watched it. A bead of liquid purple brimmed at the edge. A fall of the silky liquid, creamy like dyed milk. It landed on my bare nipple. I gasped at the heat. My pussy clamped down on my mother's futa-dick. My own cock spasmed. I bucked, tits jiggling. The wax ran over my nipple and spilled in hot runnels in three directions over my breasts before solidifying, forming a lavender glacier topping my quivering peak. It was incredible to feel. My nipple shot that heat down to my cunt. It was intense and wonderful. I bit my lower lip, groaning and whimpering through the sensation. I quivered, my pussy clenching and relaxing on the mommy-cock buried in me. “Oh, my god, Mom,” I groaned. “Mmm, wonderful, isn't it?” she purred, tipping it over to let a few drops land on my belly. I groaned at the kiss of the heat. A flare almost like pain and then instantly cooling. I groaned at how incredible it was. I squirmed in place, my pussy stirring around my mother's cock. Stars momentarily danced across my vision. She grabbed my cock and held it up. I gasped, “No!” “Yes,” she purred, swirling the candle in her hand. “Mmm, just need a little more wax to melt.” “Oh, my god, Mom,” I moaned. “This is insane. I can't believe it. My cock?” “I loved it on my pussy,” she groaned. “When I was shaved, of course. Never do this if you have pubic hair unless you've already shaved, or you want to remove the hair.” I whimpered as she tilted the wax. The drop gathered at the edge, brimming as she turned the candle over farther and farther. The lavender scent filled my nose. I shuddered, relaxing into this. Accepting in it. She poured the wax. It splashed hot on the tip of my girl-dick. I gasped, my pussy squeezing so hard on my mother's clit-dick. The pleasure was intense. My back arched, my wax-coated tits jiggling. Some dripped onto my stomach, adding more hot kisses, while rivulets ran down my shaft, hardening halfway down. A cap of purple coated my tip, my crown throbbing from the intensity of it. “Mmm, that's beautiful,” Mom cooed and set the candle on an end table just in reach. She then smiled at me and drew back her cock. My body still reeling from the kiss of hot wax on my futa-dick, Mom's cock sliding out of me sent a wave of bliss through me. It was so intense. I squirmed, my tits shaking from side to side. I rubbed my shoulders into the silky-smooth sleeping bags. My thighs gripped my mother's hips, holding tight to her as my pussy drank in the friction of her futa-dick. Then she thrust back into me. She buried to the hilt in me. It was incredible to feel. She slammed into me hard. I gasped, my futa-dick throbbing and aching. Heat rushed through my body. I groaned, my pussy clenching down on that big clit-dick in me. I shuddered as she thrust away at my snatch. I whimpered, my futa-dick throbbing in the grip of the wax. “Mommy!” I squealed. “Mmm, just enjoy,” she purred, pumping away at me. “Yes, yes, I am, Mommy!” I groaned, my face contorting in bliss. This heat rushed through my body. I squirmed as she thrust into me. It was awesome. Just a delight to enjoy. My cunt clenched down on her cock burying into me. My futa-cock bobbed and my tits heaved, all gripped by the wax. I whimpered, my face twisting in delight as she pumped away at me. My deflowered pussy welcomed her in me over and over. It was fantastic. Amazing. This heat rushed through my body as she stirred me up. My head tossed from side to side, my twat loving her futa-dick. Mom's big boobs heaved over me. Her blonde hair danced around her lush and beautiful face. That would be my face in two decades. I smiled up at her, squeezing my snatch down around her big futa-dick. She pumped away at me, driving me closer and closer to cumming. “Oh, my god, yes, yes!” I moaned. “Oh, Mommy, that's incredible.” “It's incredible,” she gasped. “Oh, my baby girl's pussy is wrapped so tight around my cock. I love it.” “Me, too, Mommy!” I groaned. “I'm so glad that you took my virginity. You're amazing, Mommy!” She smiled down at me. “That candle... It's so naughty. Wicked. Look what it's done to us.” I nodded, grinning at her. She pumped away harder and faster at my snatch. I shuddered at the orgasmic delight of her futa-dick burying to the hilt in me over and over again. I groaned, her pussy squeezing down on me. This was incredible. I squirmed, digging my shoulders into the soft sleeping bags as she plowed me. My boobs jiggled, some of the wax breaking apart on my tits. I groaned, my dick throbbing. Mom still held the base of my shaft. She began lightly stroking me as she pumped her girl-cock to the hilt in my cunt. My pussy drank in the friction. “Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, mommy!” “Mmm, my sexy baby girl!” she purred. “Such a tight pussy around Mommy's cock. Mmm, yes, yes, you got such a delicious futa-dick. You're going to make me cum!” “I want you to spurt all your jizz in me, Mommy!” She smiled then grabbed the wax on my right nipple. She peeled it away. I gasped as it pulled on my nub for a moment. Sparks burst. It came free. She grinned and tossed it to the side. I shivered at how great that felt. My pussy drank in more of her friction. That pressure grew deep inside of me. Mom plowed hard into me. She filled my snatch again and again. It was so wonderful to feel. I reveled in every moment of it. This was amazing. “Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned. “Oh, Mommy, I'm going to cum!” “Is that what I'm feeling?” she moaned, her fingers grabbing the other cap of wax on my nipple. “Deep in your pussy?” “Yes!” She thrust into me hard. “Around my ovaries. Is that my cum? Is that my mommy cum about to burst out of me?” “Yes!” I howled as she ripped away the wax from my left nipple and areola. My flesh burst with delight. My futa-cock twitched in her hand. I bucked into her, hurtling towards my climax. The pressure swelled at the tip of my cock. I whimpered, my pussy gripping her big dick pumping in and out of my deflowered snatch. Her hand moved to my cock. She rubbed over the lavender wax. I shuddered as she stroked me. She caressed over me. I could feel the pressure of her touch on my cock. She deformed the soft wax. I bit my lip. “Rip it off, Mommy!” I howled. She grinned at me and wriggled a fingertip under the edge of the wax. “This?” I nodded, my pussy squeezing down on her dick plunging deep and hard into me. She gave it a sharp yank. The wax pulled away from the spongy crown. Pleasure burst from that sensitive flesh. It flashed down my cock, zapped through my pussy, and struck my ovaries with an electric jolt of ecstasy. I erupted. Cum spurted from my futa-cock and splashed onto my heaving breasts. It wasn't the shuddering hot kiss of the wax, my girl-seed still felt amazing as it splashed over my breasts. My cunt spasmed at the same time, worshiping the mommy-dick pumping in and out of me. “Cum, Mommy!” I howled, my flesh spasming wildly around her futa-cock. “Unload in your little girl!” “God, yes!” she moaned and buried to the hilt in my spasming flesh. She spurted into my pussy. I gasped, my cock erupting while her dick fired a flood of molten mommy-seed into my twat. My flesh convulsed with more intensity. I bucked, my jizz-splattered tits heaving. I unloaded more and more of my own spunk as she basted my pussy. “Mommy!” “Oh, Britney,” she moaned, my pussy milking her cock. I surged through my pleasure. I rode it higher and higher as she pumped all of her jizz in my pussy. It felt so incredible. I loved it. I fired the last blast of my naughty seed. It splashed on my stomach. I groaned, my pussy wringing her cock dry. “Mmm, Britney,” she panted, leaning over me. She lowered herself. “That was incredible.” Mom kissed me, pressing her big, soft tits into my jizz-coated tits. My hot spunk smeared between us as our tongues danced. Mom kissed me with such hunger. I held her tight, reveling in the bliss melting across my mind. I loved being fucked by my mother. It was hotter than deflowering Mary. My pussy squeezed about her dick. I was so full of her futa-jizz and cock. Our tongues danced together. I squirmed there, loving every moment of this. My friends were fucking in the background. I didn't care. I was with my mom. I was doing wicked things with her. It felt so right. Her boobs rubbed on mine as we kissed. Our tongues danced together. I loved the taste of her. It was fantastic. My tongue caressed hers. I held her tight, stroking her back. She had such soft skin. And boobs. And ass. I loved every bit of her. Mom broke the kiss and smiled down at me. “Mmm, you're just so cute, Britney.” “And you're smoking hot, Mom,” I purred. She smiled at me. She slid down my body, her girl-cock sliding out of my cunt. It felt incredible. My twat squeezed down around her, savoring her sliding out until she popped free. Her boobs smeared cum across my tits and onto my stomach. She ducked her head down and licked at the cum that still remained on my little titties, along with some of the wax. She stroked her tongue over my boob, gathering up my salty cum. She moaned as she tasted my seed. “That's so good,” she purred. “I know, Mom,” I groaned. “It's amazing.” She licked up more of it. Her tongue slid up to my nipple. She sucked the pink nub into her lips. I shuddered and jumped. My cunt clenched, jizz leaking out of me. It felt incredible. I bit my lips, savoring this pleasure she stirred in me. She sucked on my nipple for a moment longer, then she abandoned it to lap up jizz across my other tit. She dragged her tongue up to my nub, gathering up the salty futa-spunk along the way. My cock twitched. Her boobs rubbed into my stomach, massaging me. She reached my nipple. Nipped it with her teeth. “Mom!” I gasped at the flare of pain and pleasure. “You like that, huh?” she asked and then swirled her tongue around my areola. “I guess,” I groaned. “Didn't think people bit nipples.” “They make little clamps for them, too,” Mom moaned and then sucked on my nub. “I have a pair upstairs in my bedroom.” My futa-cock jumped. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as I savored this bliss. My pussy clenched, her cum leaking out to mat my bush. I loved every moment of it. The pleasure rippled down to my twat and then up my clit-dick. Her lips were so soft and warm. She nibbled with them, massaging my nub. It was such a wild thrill. I didn't know I could feel something like this. I smiled, savoring the delight. I whimpered and squirmed, my heart beating so fast. Then she popped her mouth off my nipple and sucked spunk off the slope of my breast. She worked down, licking up the smears of cum her dragging tits left behind. They engulfed my cock for a moment, sandwiching them in her warmth as she worked her way lower and lower. “Mom,” I groaned, my heart pounding. “Mmm, just enjoy, honey,” she purred and moved down my body. She licked at my belly. Her tongue darted into my navel. I gasped and squirmed, my cock twitching and brushing her throat. She slid her head around it, kissing towards my bush. Her hair spilled over my clit-dick, my pussy clenching. She settled between my thighs and stared at my pussy. I felt her gaze on my blonde bush leaking her cum. She pressed her face between my bush and her lips kissed at my pussy. She thrust into my cunt, reaching far deeper than Shannon had. “Oh, god, Mom!” I groaned as she licked her cum out of my pussy. “Oh, that's so hot, Mom!” She purred in delight as she licked my cum out of her pussy. Her hands stroked my thighs as her tongue probed around inside of me. My dick throbbed and pulsed, twitching with the pleasure she stirred in me. Her hand grabbed my cock, lightly stroking me as she feasted on my pussy. She licked out her futa-cum from my twat. This forbidden thrill ran through me. I groaned, squeezing my thighs around her face. I held her tight, loving every moment of her feasting on me. She devoured me with such hunger. She licked and lapped at me. I groaned, loving every second of it. My thighs gripped her face. I humped against her. I ground my snatch into her hungry lips, pleasure rippling through me. It spilled up my cock. The ache formed at the tip. “Oh, my god, Mom!” I panted. “Oh, my fucking god!” “Your pussy tastes so good full of my cum,” she moaned. “I've never eaten pussy before. It's yummy. And with spunk... I love jizz.” “God, my mom is a closet slut!” I purred. “Uh-huh,” she moaned and thrust her tongue back into me. She scooped out the cum. I trembled as she did. My back arched and small titties quivered. I groaned as she probed into my pussy again and again to find more of her futa-spunk. Each time, the ache at my cock swelled. That pressure in my ovaries grew. I squirmed on the sleeping bags as she devoured me. Her tongue fluttered so deep in me. She reached around in me, questing. Was she running out of futa-cum to drink already? But she had fired so much into me. She had splashed my cervix. Was it out of reach? Maybe I should offer to sit on her face so she could— Mom sealed her lips around my pussy and sucked. “Oh, my god, Mom!” I gasped, feeling her drawing the jizz out of the depths of my twat. “Yes!” It was incredible. She suckled hungrily. More and more of the futa-spunk she fired into my cunt poured into her mouth. I whimpered, squirming, my futa-dick on fire. This was so awesome. It was just amazing. “God, Mom!” I groaned. She purred as she kept nursing. Her tongue thrust in and swirled about. She suckled again. My pussy clenched, my walls forcing more cum to pour into her mouth. I hoped. I wanted her to get the salty treat she craved. She sucked hard. Then stopped. “Mmm, no more cum in there, but...” Her tongue licked through my folds to the base of my cock. Then she slid up it. I smiled as my futa-mom climbed my dick. She caressed inch after inch of my shaft. She reached the top and flicked her tongue around the crown. She kissed the tip. Licked the slit. Her lips slid over the crown. My eyes widened as she engulfed me. I spasmed, legs kicking at the forbidden thrill of having my mother suck on my girl-dick. It was wrong in so many ways. I shouldn't have a cock. Mothers and daughters shouldn't make love to each other. I didn't care. “Mom!” I squealed as she bobbed her head. She worked her mouth up and down my cock. It was incredible. My face scrunched up now. Her pussy licking and sucking had warmed me up for the main event. I groaned, my dick twitching in her mouth. Her tongue caressed around my cock. She swirled it about me. It was fantastic. I groaned, loving every moment of it. I squirmed and groaned, her lips sliding up and down my cock. They sealed tight, the suction incredible. My pussy clenched every time she bobbed down. I loved it. My ovaries tightened with a fresh load of cum. “Oh, god, Mom,” I purred. “You're going to get a mouthful of spunk.” She moaned and sucked hungrily. “My mommy is a jizz-loving whore!” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, just love every drop of futa-spunk.” She groaned and worked her mouth up and down my cock with speed. Her blonde hair danced around her face. My pussy clenched and legs twitched. She swelled the pressure at the tip of my cock. I hurtled towards that explosive release. My hands kneaded my little breasts. Bits of hardened wax crumbled off as I stroked myself. The delight rushed down to my pussy, mixing with the heat from my Mom blowing my girl-dick. She sucked hard. “Yes, yes, you're going to get that cum, Mom!” I moaned. She swirled her tongue around the tip of my cock. That sensitive bud burst with rapture. I groaned and erupted. “Mom!” I squealed. Spurt after spurt of my cum fired jizz into her mouth. I basted her. I unleashed every drop of jizz that I had in my ovaries. It was incredible. I squirmed through the rapture, bucking as I flooded her mouth with my spunk. My pussy convulsed wildly. I bucked and moaned, my girl-cum pumping into her mouth over and over again. Stars burst across my vision. My round boobs heaved. I squirmed on the sleeping bag, loving every moment of this hot passion. Mom gulped down my cum. Her blue eyes stared at me as she gulped down spurt after spurt of my jizz. I shuddered, my legs twitching and throbbing. She suckled hard, drinking down every drop of futa-spunk my ovaries contained. I loved it. Incestuous delight smothered my thoughts. “Mommy,” I groaned. Mom slid her mouth off my cock. She had drool and some of my pearly spunk dripping down her chin. She opened her mouth wide and showed off the cum pooling about her pink and wiggling tongue. Then she closed her mouth. Swallowed. “Oh, god,” I groaned as she opened her mouth wide and thrust out her tongue, showing me she had swallowed every drop. “Your dad loved it when I did that, too,” she said. I smiled. I missed Dad. He'd been gone a few years now, taken from us too soon by a stupid traffic accident “What would you do after that?” “Well, I always wanted to do this,” she moaned and grabbed my cock. She shifted around and straddled me. “To ride his cock after he dumped his cum in my mouth. But he always needed a bit of a break to recover. He'd lick my pussy or spank me with a paddle in the meantime and that would get him hard again, but now... with you...” Her mommy-dick thrust out before her as she lowered her bush to my cock. I shuddered as her curls kissed the tip of my shaft. Then her pussy lips. I gasped as her hot labia swallowed my girl-dick. Her silky passion slid over my spongy crown. “Oh, my god,” I gasped. “Mommy!” “Mmm, you came from this hole,” she moaned, sinking more and more of her pussy down my futa-cock. “Just a little thing. And now...” She shuddered as she bottomed out on me, her mommy-dick draped over my stomach. “Now you're back in me. Ooh, you're so big. I love having you in my pussy.” “I love it, too,” I groaned, my twat clenching. Mom slid her pussy up my cock. I gasped as her hot cunt reached the pinnacle of my shaft and then she slammed back down me. Her clit-dick slapped into my stomach. Precum flicked from the tip and splashed across my round tits. As she slid up me again, I grabbed her futa-cock. Her shaft throbbed in my stroking hand. I loved how she felt in my stroking grip. I pumped my hand up and down her cock. I loved how she felt. I savored fisting her. “Oh, my god,” I groaned, savoring how hot and wild this was. “Mmm, Mommy, ride me!” “Yes!” she moaned and slammed down my cock. Her tits heaved and slapped together, the soft flesh of her boobs rippling. I groaned, loving how her flesh rippled. Her hot pussy clenched about me. She rode me with such hunger. I whimpered, my toes curling. I gasped and moaned, the heat soaking my futa-cock. I pumped my hand up and down her clit-dick. I fisted her as fast as I could. I wanted to have her spurting all over my round tits and face. My pussy drank in the heat, my own ovaries warming. I had so much futa-cum to pump into my mother's twat. “Oh, Britney, yes!” she moaned, her boobs bouncing again as she hit the peak of her rise up my clit-dick. Then she impaled down my cock. “Yes!” I squealed, my hand flying up and down her mommy-dick. “Oh, that's so good. You're amazing!” She winked at me. I loved this. I squirmed and groaned, her bounding tits hypnotic. I could stare at my mommy's boobs heaving over me for the rest of my life. She was so gorgeous. Just perfect. Forbidden rapture built and built in my pussy. I squirmed on my back, the ache forming at the tip of my futa-cock. I shuddered, loving every moment of her riding me. It was awesome. I pumped my hand up and down her girl-cock, loving the way her cock pulsed with her heartbeat. Her blonde hair danced around her gorgeous face. She smiled down at me, her blue eyes smoldering with passion. She squeezed her cunt down around my futa-cock as she slid that juicy pussy back up me. The pussy that had birthed me. It was so hot being back in my mother. “Mommy!” I whimpered, the pressure growing in my ovaries. “I know, Britney,” she groaned. “I'm going to cum so hard on your futa-cock. You feel like your father but bigger.” She arched her back. “So much bigger.” “I'm going to fire all my cum in your pussy, Mommy!” “Good!” She slammed her juicy cunt down my cock and then slid back up me. I gasped at how incredible this felt. I was so dizzy with the rapture of this moment. I hurtled towards that amazing delight. I squirmed, my heart pounding. Her pussy swelled and swelled that ache at the tip of my cock. She slid up and down my futa-shaft, her silky embrace amazing. My wrist burned as I fisted her cock. I pumped through the pain, wanting to make my mommy exploded. I loved her so much. “Oh, my god, Mommy!” I moaned as she impaled her pussy down my futa-cock. That ache at the tip exploded. I fired my cum into my mother's pussy. I groaned, my snatch convulsing as I unloaded my girl-spunk into my mother's hot cunt. Pleasure shot through my body. I groaned, stars bursting across my vision. They danced around my mother's beautiful face, her blonde hair flying. “Oh, Britney!” she moaned, feeling my spunk basting her pussy. “Mommy!” I squealed. Her pussy convulsed around my cock. Her hot sheath spasmed. My hand stroked up her shaft. I felt her cum pulse up it. Then the white fired from her futa-dick. Her mommy-jizz splashed on my lips and throat. I groaned, licking up that salty delight. “Oh, god, yes, Britney!” she moaned, her pussy sucking at my spurting cock. Her clit-dick unloaded. The next blasts rained on my jiggling breasts. Ropy lines of her cum splashed my round tits. I groaned, squirming as I pumped more and more of my own seed into her snatch. “Oh, my god, yes, yes, yes,” I moaned, her pussy milking out the last of my cum. “Oh, Britney, honey!” she moaned, her jizz falling around my tits. I trembled through the bliss as my orgasm hit the peak of incestuous ecstasy. I panted, my body shuddering from the rapture. Then applause and wolf-whistles erupted to the side. I glanced over to see Shannon kneeling between Mary and Sarah. The three of them were all clapping with enthusiasm, flushed, their futa-cocks thrusting up hard and gleaming with pussy cream. They had been having their own fun. “That was so hot!” Shannon moaned. “Oh, Mrs. Meyers, I nearly exploded just watching that finale,” Mary said, pushing up her glasses. “Yeah,” groaned Sarah. “You two were so sexy. Ooh, I wish my mother was a futa. She would be so sexy as one.” “Now, Mrs. Meyers,” Shannon said, “this is a slumber party. And since you've joined the fun, that means you have to play slumber party games.” “Oh?” Mom asked. “Let me guess, Truth or Dare?” Shannon grinned. I shuddered. This sounded hot. To be continued...

Technically this was the first time I made love with another man with my husband watching. In the preceding few months since last autumn, I had been encouraged by David to have sex with a number of men. As I have previously told you prior to then my lovers since my wedding day could be counted on one hand. After I spent a weekend of rampant sex with David’s former boss whilst his escort at the Company’s annual Dinner Dance, thanks to a very sexy dress I’d worn that evening, combined with the effect that everyone seemed to know the Boss and I were in the same room; I had been inundated with requests from David’s former colleagues and a few of our social friends both male and female saw a change in me. I was frankly like a child in a sweet shop told to take whatever he or she wants. By the end of April 2010, I estimated I had slept with around 40 new lovers in the past 5 months; the vast majority (31) were from David’s former company. None of these liaisons had been ‘just the one night’: most by that date had been 3 or 4 meetings. David’s dare for his ex-colleagues was if the guy contacted me I was to say yes to meeting “for a drink”, I was to dress up sexily, his dare was to at the very least give the guy ‘a blow job’ at the end of the evening, in fact whilst I did blow about 7 guys in their car with that in mind, I still ended up going to a motel and fucking all night. The next part of David’s dare was, if I had fucked the guy, he should be entitled to follow up sex; so initially I should fuck (bareback) and suck (swallow); date 2 should include anal sex and rimming him; date 3 should include me pee drinking. For the vast majority of these guys date 3 was kinkier than anything they’d done before and they loved it all. I broke several of my own records, 7 new lovers in one week, and 3 lovers in one day and sex with 2 couples. In both February and March I had sex with a man other than my own husband every day. David and I attended several small sex parties where I had sex with men I’d known for some time. Most of 2010 and well into 2011, my sex life revolved around these guys I mentioned with me having evenings out, dressed sexily and getting kinkier, One of the guy from David’s ex-work organised a mini gang bag for me in March with him and 3 others, we then did one a month and by autumn the numbers were 6 or 7 (see separate tale of Liam) During all this my sex life with my husband had reignited, better than even our early days together, but there was one thing he wanted to actually ‘watch me with another man’. At the four or five adult parties he’d glimpsed me at times and I was too nervous to invite any of my new lovers to do this, later on this year we did several of these plus threesomes. But at the time of this incident I was feeling he should be rewarded. Through his confessions, I knew his ideal was to watch me with maybe 2 men at once, taking it all ways; he wanted to remaining hidden and suggested we get a cupboard installed in our bedroom which he could sit in and watch, unknown to my lover (s). He really fancied the idea that these lovers would be men he knew and I would be super slutty – why I am not sure but that is what was going to get him. It soon turned out that he wanted that concept more than say a threesome. Another fantasy was for me to have sex with a total stranger, the circumstances changed. For example we might be in a pub and he’d dare me to approach a guy he ***********s and I invite him to have me in the gent’s loo or something equally tarty. Neither of these things happened in any event, but here are some that did meet some of those criteria. September 2009 An incident: about a year before my ‘extras’ were in the open, Dave and I went on holiday with 2 couples to Tenerife. On the penultimate night we 6 went into this rather raucous bar; we had been in there a few times over our 10 days, it was loud and crowded. Like the other I’d had a few shots and drinks and by abut 1am was wobbling. This youngish (mid 20’s) guy had met my eye a few times and when I went for a much needed pee, I was aware of him following me. He pulled me into the gent’s toilet and I not unwillingly started to play. I was desperate for a piss, so I pulled him into a cubicle sat and relieved myself as I sucked him, when I was empty I turned around and told him to fuck me (doggie style), I was leaning over the loo holding onto the cistern pipe to keep myself steady because my head was spinning from the alcohol and so he entered me, problem was he came off too quickly. I wasn’t aware that the cubicle door wasn’t closed and as he backed away, I was trying to focus to get myself sorted, when another guy pushed first guy away and entered me and started fucking me, this time I was being done by an experienced cock and I was gasping for air and climaxing, he had lifted my T-top off my breasts massaging them as he pumped, I felt him cum inside me. No sooner had he pulled away, he was replaced; this third guy also entered my arse as well as my pussy alternating between the two. Again I climaxed quickly. Three complete strangers fucking me in a dirty soiled gent’s toilet behind a bar without condoms would have been grubby enough, but the truth was things became blurry, at least a further 5 men (making 8) treated me the same way, but it could have been more. After the second guy I stopped trying to get away each time because the sexual stimulus each cock gave me was so good. I think the guys realised I was more than fully willing to play. The third guy definitely had cum in my pussy and been replaced by number 4 and he moved around to my mouth with a semi limp dick, turned out he need a pee, but didn’t want to lose his position and was aiming his urine stream into the bowl, I put my mouth over his dick as he started and drank 90% of his piss, I didn’t want him pulling out and spraying my hair etc., so I held on, he became hard again and then pumped cum into my mouth. By that time guy 4 had cum in me and guy 5 was in my pussy. By number 4 my anus was getting fucked as well, with slippery cock going in whichever hole it found. When number 4 replaced number 3 at my head end, he’d obviously seen what happed and wanted the same, he actually crouched own on the toilet bowl rim and as I had him in my mouth was squeezing my tits, when he peed and cum in my mouth he turned around and presented his arsehole for rimming, as I was being well fucked I probably gave him one of my longest and deepest rim jobs to date.. I think I repeated the same action of number 4 with three other guys. Some guys wanted just a blow job; but things were so blurred by then, I had lost count of numbers and actions; it could have been some of the same guys coming back for more. When I did get out and made my way back to Dave and our friends nearly 90minutes had passed. I said I had drunk too much and sat outside to cool off. They were all so well-oiled by then and accepted my explanation without question. But I was aware of the slippery sensation of juices flowing out of me, but sexually satisfied. Only next day did I have an OMG moment when I recalled what had happened. I didn’t even look back to see who was screwing me, I was too in a zone. I was really thankful that we were soon headed home. I was pretty sure the guys who’d enjoyed me had seen me around that bar a few times during our stay. We were all hung over the following day and didn’t go there for our last night, knowing we had an early flight home. But, you know what, even now I still get wet thinking about that. I did eventually tell David in bed after I’d openly been with a few men then; at first I said it was just a fantasy, he had achieved a rampant erection and climaxed with me or him touching; 5 or so minutes afterwards he said would you be up for trying that and when I said I might he got hard all over again. When I admitted to him (months later) that it was true, it was like I’d pure a pure aphrodisiac into him that took a week or so to dissipate. I’ve used that scenario to turn him on many times since then, but his ultimate fantasy would be to watch a similar scene. So the two other couples that we were on holiday with were friends of ours from some time before; but essentially the guys were friends with David first and foremost. I sort of knew that David fancied both the wives, one a lot more. What David didn’t know was Frank- one of the guy’s and I had been shagging off and on for about 18 months before that – like maybe over a dozen times; the other man Brian, had also tried his hand, but his pass was –wrong time - wrong place. Since then as things became more open between me and David, I confessed about Frank, and he said he had scored with Diane (frank’s wife) during that holiday, but I knew it was Sue (Brian’s wife) that he really wanted to bed. But things didn’t really end there; I don’t believe David would have boasted about what happened to me to either of the two guys. When everything was open, Frank and I had sex quite regularly with David watching (hidden, later on openly), so I wasn’t surprised that Brian was one of the first ‘blindfold men’ – it was his distinctive aftershave that gave him away, but it also brought back a memory, I think he may have come to that toilet that night and had me. My sister Katie, who wanted a ‘gap year’ before university (and then didn’t go anyway) worked as a party guide for an international explorer travel company (because she could speak reasonable French & German) . She was mostly working on her own with groups of 10 to 12; usually older German and British holiday makers in the Middle East and Africa. The tale that always got my husband aroused was a trip when on the Jordanian border; her party were stopped by Border guards looking for some extra money (for themselves – as usual). Her party were on the mini bus with a local driver, usually she took their passports into the border hut; they counted the passengers and looked over the passports and she paid a fee of $5 a head. This day back in the guard’s hut it seemed what she had in funds wasn’t enough to pay them and yet she had to get the party to the airport some 60 miles away. She couldn’t understand to start with why the usual $50 bribe wasn’t acceptable; she’d been through this particular check point 3 times in the past 6 months. Their English wasn’t great and her Arabic was about the same. It slowly dawned on her what was wanted – in fact her. It was sex by blackmail, she succumbed extremely reluctantly, I mean she was no virgin, but it wasn’t in the job de***********ion. Initially they said ‘show us your tits’, so she took off her shirt and bra and they crowded round her touching and pushing, although the hut was air conditioned it wasn’t that good, and one guy produced some ice and they were running ice cubes over her nipples and breasts. One of the guys started tugging at her shorts and before she could do anything together with her panties were round her ankles. There were gasps of surprise as they saw she was clean shaven. They were saying ‘porn star’ and pointing. Now she was stripped off, it soon became obvious that they wanted her to do oral sex, of course their cocks were unwashed and sweaty and with full foreskins, each of which was ripe with prick cheese, they knew exactly what it was about. Katie said she almost gagged on each one. Each man came pretty quickly in her mouth and held her so she had to swallow. This had been done with her kneeling before each man who was seated on a wooden chair. By the time the third guy was almost finishing off in her mouth the first one had manoeuvred himself behind her and pulling her hips towards him he entered her pussy with his hard again dick. She admits he went in easy, because contrary to expectation she was wet. In 20 minutes all three guys had fucked her and she staggered back to the minibus, no one aboard seemed concerned about the now 30 minute delay and no one had come to look for her, although she suspected the driver knew what was up!. To be frank up till about that time I’d have been very reticent about telling my husband stuff like that, but Katie told me that Paul already knew all about it. As she told her tale I knew this was bang on right up my husband’s dream sex encounter and I was proved right, even though I had told him about what happened to me that night in Tenerife, he was obviously more aroused by Katie’s confession. Her husband already knew about it. Later on that evening when the swap did take place I was with Paul and he was obviously pretty impressed with my confession, admitting he didn’t know I was ‘like that’ in so far as I obviously enjoyed it during and after the event. When I asked her, she told me that the 2nd time she’d had to go through there, she was dreading it, knowing what might be expected. During the day she had pushed it to the back of her mind but as they approached the checkpoint, she realised how wet she’d become and how hard her nipples were. It was her first experience of multiple men by her 3rd visit there were four men there, a few times they tried to use her arsehole as well, by her 3rd visit she gave up trying to stop them. She did 12 (sexual) visits in all – her ‘dirty dozen’ she called them. I found out that her husband Paul didn’t really know how many times she’d been taken and used. Only later did my husband Dave tell me that my encounter was fantastic and admitted that my sister’s just ‘top trumped’ mine by a point. Both men wanted to know if there were others like that or where we’d maybe done something similar. So those gave my David the lust for me to do more such stuff and has since tried to devise situations where I might end up like that again, but I think that sort of thing is more about opportunity and circumstances. May 2010 We had been invited to a family wedding down in Cornwall held over the Whitsun bank holiday. It was a cousin of Dave’s that he knew quite well, and Dave’s parents weren’t able to go as they had already booked a holiday and so he felt obliged to attend and stay overnight at the hotel, which was okay as we could have a drink and my sister looked after our boys. For us the event was really mostly with strangers because beyond the groom and his brother and their immediate family who were all on the “Top” table. We’d been put on a table with 8 others (15 tables of 10); ours seemed to be the misfit table as nobody seemed to know anybody else. There was a young man there totally on his own as he said his girlfriend had dumped him a month back, there were also some whose partners were on the top table. So we sorta befriended this lad of 22, whose name was Toby. To cut a long story short after the meal and the speeches and when the general friends turned up at 8ish the dancing started and Dave was nudging me to indicate to Toby that I’d be ‘up for it’. I wasn’t too sure being nearly 16 his senior that he’d be interested in me. As it turned out he was, but was troubled by Dave’s presence. Dave pretended to be quiet drunk by about 10ish. We stayed in the hall till the Bride and Groom left (11pm) and then I asked Toby to help me get Dave up to our room. Up in the room, we dumped Dave on the sofa and I asked him to take off Dave’s shoes and I walked over to the bed. Toby had his back to me as I took off my jacket; I was still thinking ‘I’m making a bloody fool of myself’, as I unbuttoned my blouse and slipped it off, I turned just as Toby was standing up and looking at me. His eyes told me everything I needed to know. I unhooked my skirt and let it fall to the floor, leaving me in nothing but my beige high heels and hold up stockings. He took the three steps to me and we kissed hard. The next half hour was really high tempo, I knew Dave was watching through half closed eyes and I was on fire, we did a long 69 and then I needed fucking. After we both cum off and got our breath back, he said I was, his first married woman and first who had a totally shaven pussy. He wanted to know if I’d been without underwear all day, I confirmed I had, he liked that a lot. We then had sex more slowly, when I did oral on him, I also rimmed his arse and sucked his balls; later I guided his cock into my anus, several times and sucked him afterwards. I felt insatiable, so hot. He made me cum off time and time again and he came off a further twice, before we rested. It was nearly 1:30am and he began to get off the bed, thinking he was leaving I said ‘don’t go’ – I wanted more, but he needed a piss. A moment later I knelt in front of him told him to go slow and let him pee into my mouth, I drunk the lot, spilled a tiny drop and he was rock hard again. (And Dave had cum in his pants for the third time). I was now fucked hard and rough his cock going into my sopping pussy, then up my arse, his cock was like a steel rod, I loved it. This time after he exploded, we fell into an exhausted sleep. I came to at about 6:45am (normal waking time) and to feel my husband licking my pussy and arse, I enjoyed that beside my sleeping lover for 10 minutes or so, till my husband moved me onto my knees so he could fuck me and I went down on Toby’s cock to wake him. Toby, give him his due, didn’t seem fazed by the situation and soon I had both guys using me, all over again. It was marvellous fun. We didn’t get to breakfast till 10:30, luckily they were serving a Sunday brunch, so the three of us had a laugh over the situation as we had our food. I don’t know what I must have looked like, a quick shower and some make up was all I managed. We agreed that Toby could come and stay with us at weekends whenever he wished. I slept for most of the 3 hour journey back and yes Toby has been back more than a few times, since. So that was incident number one that my husband saw me in action and I was amazed by how much extra I was aroused knowing he was there watching. It also was a major stepping stone into me accepting that he was really into this type of play. I suddenly felt a whole lot happier and Dave said it showed. It was at this point I knew I could and would fuck who I wanted and when I wanted, I would tell Dave, but not ask him. Toby came to stay with us Friday and Saturday night 6 weeks later. He was much more open with us and saying how he was blown away by what happened at the wedding. He was also more confident in bed. We had agreed with him certain behaviour that (outside of our bedroom); he would treat me polite and respectful, no kissing and touching. Friday night Toby and I went to bed with Dave sitting in a chair naked watching us for the first hour or so, we went through a more confident and relaxed version of what we’d done at the hotel. Once Toby had emptied his cum in my pussy Dave got onto the bed and on his back got in a “69” with me whilst Toby fucked me in the arse. This was great for me, more so when I felt a change, who initiated it I don’t know, Toby said it was Dave and I suspect it was, but Toby’s cock went from my arse to Dave’s mouth, as I saw my husband sucking cock; I ‘came off’ so heavily. It was unexpected, I’d never considered he’d do that and never considered how ‘hot’ it was for me to see that. Both guys noticed my reaction. This was repeated over the next 30 minutes several times with Toby’s cock in my arse for 5/6 minutes then to Dave’s mouth for 2-3 minutes and back again. As I suspected, my insides were churning up and each time Toby’s cock was more soiled, but Dave didn’t seem to mind. I think on the fourth slip into Dave’s mouth Toby shoot off. Dave swallowed. On the Saturday evening, a hot humid day, Toby insisted that he take us down the road to our local pub for a meal. Somehow I agree to him dressing me as he wants. He chooses just three items, No underwear of course, my sexiest highest black heels (with 5” stilettos) that Dave bought me last Christmas and I have only ever worn in house and for 2 parties at Matt’s, because I can barely walk in them); he finds a minuscule leather mini skirt in black I’d forgotten I had (I’d brought it for a ‘Tarts and Vicars party’ not worn it since as it has a tendency to creep up); finally a totally sheer cream blouse, that Dave had purchased for me and never dared to wear, as it hides nothing, maybe enhances everything. As I protest Toby is touching and kissing me and turning me on. As our sons will be with us and I think I’m showing too much, he is surprised to learn they haven’t seen or caught me naked or topless at some point before now. After a few moments, he relents and lets me wear a jacket but not do it up, but I have to agree to lose it once we return home. I haven’t ever gone out in public dressed like this before in my life, I feel very sluttish, but hugely excited. When we get to the pub, which Dave and I go to about once a month, but I feel very strange being in a public place like this, we might not know anybody there that night (by chance) but I certainly feel sure people know us. I’m not embarrassed, maybe emboldened by my forced attire, because I feel quite sexy in an exhibitionistic way. A nice meal and a couple of large wines and I’m relaxed. I’m quite conscious that my skirt has bunched up to the top of my thighs, but I’m seated at a table no one in the pub can see (so I think). Both Dave and Toby are touching me at times and I’m very wet. Back home, and I surrender my jacket to Toby without protest, it just gone 9pm and too early to send the boys off to bed, I know they are looking but pretending they aren’t, but suddenly I didn’t mind. That night after the boys had gone to bed, I was relieved of my skirt and top in the lounge and for the first time I was walking in just heels around my own house. That night in bed with Dave and Toby I was just so horny, I was open for everything Toby wanted. It was my first instance of rough sex with him. It was a few weeks later that year when I went with David took me and our boys to our local pub for Sunday lunch, and he asked me to ‘dressed’ as I had done for Toby when we went to that same pub. But I had ruined the see thru blouse when I washed it in the machine by mistake, so David said my ‘punishment’ was to just wear my leather jacket on top, It has three buttons and I can only do one up. I’m getting pretty accustomed to being out like this by this time. So in the pub we have our Sunday lunch and have just finished our deserts, we are seated in a alcove to one side with two bench seats which can seat three on each. when this guy sidled up to the table and introduced himself, he name was Sean and turned out he had seen us there with Toby and to-day I had given him not only a smile but a flash of pussy as I sat down (which he took as his invitation) not that I was aware of either. He had sussed the situation almost correctly and he was quite charming. David took our sons away for 5 minutes to go to the gents, during which time my new man sat opposite me and asked me to show him my breasts by undoing the one fastened button of my jacket and opening it up. I was getting turned on and so I did flash him one boob for maybe 2 seconds, he shook his head and said no-no, both and slowly, Now this is a busy Sunday pub, but we were seated in high backed benches in the far end and I was facing a wall, my adrenaline was rocketing and my wetness too. Taking the edges of my jacket I opened up, slowly letting him see, feeling my nipples harden, my heart rate was increasing as I said this was a busy pub and whist I was sheltered a bit, I was aware I could be seen. Maybe my eyes were darting around to make sure nobody came over, when he said ‘look at me’ after a pause he said ‘very nice’. I’d been exposed for maybe 15 seconds, I was waiting for him to say close or whatever, but with each moment that passed, it became easier for me to be like that. I didn’t know when Dave and the boys were coming back because they would be behind me. He reached over and with each hand cupped a breast, running his thumb over my harden nipples. It felt so good, (it must have been 30 seconds by now). His hands left my boobs and he took hold of my jacket and pulled it down to where my elbows stopped it, leaving me more exposed than ever, I didn’t stop him or try to pull back. He was grinning, so was I (I think) he said something like ‘you like enforced exposure’. Yes he was so right, I’d become so wet, in the last year it was now getting to be an action that aroused me. ‘Just stay there like that till I tell you to cover up, will you”? I nodded. As I sat there with my breasts still on view, he asked me if I would come back to his place that afternoon, would my hubby be a problem and so on. I was saying that would be fine etc. He asked how often I had cuckolded my husband, I lied and said I’d only done it with 4 men so far, he liked that. “He enjoys that you are open to play around?” – ‘yes’. “Bareback or condoms?” – ‘Nearly always bareback’ “He likes cream pie”? – ‘Oh yes’. “How often do you play”? - ‘3 or 4 times a month’. “Do your sons know what is going on”? - ‘I hope not, I don’t think so’. His questions are making me blush a little but I’m so turned on. “If you are still sat there like you are when your boys and your husband get back, will your husband be cross”? - ‘No, I think he’d enjoy it very much’. “Do you think your sons will enjoy seeing mum’s bare boobs”? - Yes, they probably would. “So I’m enjoying you being there like that, your husband will enjoy it, your sons will enjoy it; that leaves only you, I think you are enjoying it as your nipples have gone from soft and pink to swollen hard and red, you are blushing slightly, you are obviously sexually aroused, you are a bit nervous but you haven’t really looked around the pub to see if anyone else is looking, but if anyone is, I doubt you would cover up, I think you’d enjoy it”. “You enjoy being submissive to demands, if I told you to take that jacket right off and hand it to me I think you would”? He leaves that question hanging in the air. But he is right and he can see me nod slightly. “Tell me what you will do for me this afternoon; ladies like you should be very sexual and kinky, I like kinky mums”. Before I can answer he says “Okay, pull your jacket up but leave it open don’t do the button up”. As I did so the boys and Dave got back. As I sat there as Dave and the boys got into their seats I was well aware that my unbuttoned jacket was showing about 2” of bare skin just because of the way it sat on me. I also noticed that Dave had a semi as he sat down, obvious aware that something was going to take place. Only later that same night did he tell me that as he came out of the ‘Gents’ He saw in a large mirror that I was sat there with my jacket half off and my breasts exposed, we both mused as to if anyone else had seen me, which in turn he said both our boys must have seen. As we left the pub and going back to the car, my mind was all over the place as to how this was going to happen, but Dave giving my new lover a lift ½ mile back to his flat, all became a blur. Less than 15 minutes after my exposure to him I was naked on his lounge floor with him in me. It was then 2 hours of frenetic sex. Early on I remember telling him to treat me like ‘a dirty, nasty sex slut’ and he sure did, it was dirty, rough, bit of spanking and slapping, biting and I let him do everything he wanted. Between bouts of recovering breath, he grilled me on my past sex life and life style, my confessions of which spurred him on. I gave him the rim job of his life and invited him to piss down my throat (which he did twice); he pushed me down on his cock three or four times after he’d been up my arsehole. So yes, Dave loved the fact that I was picked up by a stranger on our pub visit and then less than an hour later spent 4 hours playing my whole sexual repertoire with him in his bed. David wanted to know what had transpired whilst he with the boys in the toilets and admitting he took extra time. He asked ‘so it was he who opened up your jacket and slid it down your arms’ I nodded ‘So would you have really taken off the jacket if he asked. I told him that I think I might have! ‘Wow that would have been something’ he said, We’d already had sex twice in the last 40 minutes and he was hard again. ‘So it was Sean who said cover up’ I nodded. ‘If not, you would have stayed exposed as we sat down and continued talking’ It had already occurred to me that had Sean not told me to cover up I would have been exposed as he said, but I wasn’t too sure how that would have felt; would I have been cool enough just to sit there with my breasts in the open like that, but I did feel a surge of wetness in my pussy as I thought it. Had it been evening time with Just Dave around then I would have gone with either leaving it as I was or taking it off; but add in our sons, well that was different. But David’s erect cock dribbling precum told me how he felt about it. Sean said I was oozing sex appeal when he saw me that day and the previous time. He’s only 24 (looks much older), yet says he is really into MILF types, especially in cuckold situations and that I am in no way his first. He said the first time he saw me, he sorta knew what I was up to with Toby because of how Toby and I were interacting etc., as well as how I was dressed that day (leather mini skirt, see thru blouse and jacket with 4½” heels). He liked the fact that I was dressed like that with my family. He also appreciates the thrill of exhibitionism. I know he is playing with me seeing how far he can push and he admitted he has two other milfs ‘on the go’, but not cuckolds. He says that fucking married women is just so sexy especially when the husband is a cuckold, and we MILF’S tend to go along with the kinkier things in sex. After I told him about my walk to Ben’s and my return from my sister’s party, he has dared me to have David drive me over to him, naked and in just heels and get out of the car like that and then have David collect me later or just drive over myself like that; he lives about two miles from us, at the initial time (summer of 2010) I declined his suggestion as it’s too light in the evenings at the time; but when he realised that I was seriously considering it, he was very interested. In September of that year I did indeed do as he asked and I drove over to him in just a pair of high heels. By that time I had become far more used to being exhibitionistic and I found out that Ben was insisting that my sister and three of my friends whom I introduced him to were regularly driving to his place, in states of nudity. Toby’s Day Toby lives in the West Country and he is welcome anytime, but he does have work commitments and by mid-2010, so he visits usually for a long weekend. When he came down to stay for the May Bank holiday 2011; after the usual antics of the Saturday night, we all went for a walk out there; but also our boys came with us. David had obviously told Toby about my previous exposure in the parkland and hot sex with him. I was wearing my original outfit a denim mini skirt and red tank top, obviously no underwear; I sorta knew what was going to happen. It was a variation of what Dave and I had done previously, but David this time took the boys off to go ahead of us, knowing where we’d meet up. Toby was much bolder than those first few time I’d been with Dave, (Dave had vastly exaggerated how far I’d gone previously); for me it seemed to be so much more exciting to go along with Toby’s commands. On the few times I’m alone with him I do contemplate the fact that we have a 16 year age gap - my toy boy. It was a lovely day and we were in a part as usual where very few people bother to go. I don’t think anybody saw us, but over the next 90 minutes we had sex twice and he had me walking naked and semi naked for minutes on end. I had no idea where Dave and our boys were during this time. As we nearer the rendezvous point, Toby had when I last pulled my skirt on, dared me to take a turn on the waistband, thus lifting my mini skirt hem even higher, I looked down and it seemed okay and he assured me that I wasn’t actually showing pussy, but I sorta knew it was close; At that point he’d had me pull my top down so both breasts were free and bared. All this was no different from my walks with David really, it just seemed so much more exciting with Toby, maybe because I knew David really wanted and longed for me to be caught just like that, whereas with Toby I wasn’t so sure. As we got nearer, I started to see people in the distance - Toby looked at me and said in a minute I’ll pop one boob back into cover, if you want! He had his arm around my back and gave me a long kiss. He remarked that ‘you really love this stuff – don’t you, and that wasn’t based on the passion of our kiss, more the swollen nipple of each breast. A minute later and 200 yards further on he did pull with his fingers the top over my left boob, with his arm still around me my right boob was covered by his body from most sides except direct front. We were following my directions, we walked around a clump of dense trees and bushes and there was David and my two boys they were heading in the same direction with their backs to us at that moment, maybe 300 yards away; we were also on a main path and there were other people around. Not that many, and I hoped most would assume Toby and I were just an amorous couple with his arm still around me, so my right breast was almost covered by his body, as we moved closer, I was almost side by side with Toby and it was me who moved that way, for some reason I wasn’t aware of being scared, just nervous excitement. We had closed maybe half he distance to them, when Toby said softly ‘you okay (with this?)’ ‘Yes’ was my reply, What I didn’t want is one of the boys turning around and to see Toby hugging me especially with a bared breast on view, but they were in front of David. At the moment Toby’s left arm was around my waist, as we walked side by side. Soon we had closed the gap on David to maybe 50 yards, the only person I could see coming our way was a male jogger maybe 200 yards away. I felt Toby’s hand on my top on my left hand side, the side that was covered, he pulled at it and my left breast popped free, so now both boobs were exposed; at the same time he whispered ‘dare you’. I felt a charge go through me; I could have so easily stopped him. Toby’s hand which had freed my left breast; now was lightly holding my right hand. The jogger was nearly with us I was open to his sight, he looked at me passing about 3 yards away, my boobs were on full display to him, our eyes met and he just winked, barely breaking his step and was gone. I was buzzed. Three or four steps and I stepped up behind David and wrapped my arms around him from the back. I wasn’t sure as I hugged him he was aware of my bare breasts against his thin t-shirt, so I whispered, ‘my boobs are out in the open’. David tried to pull away and turn to look, I held him, Toby had stepped up distracting the boys, I let David go, he turned and took a step back. David had a huge grin on his face. He knew I had deliberately flashed the jogger, I could have avoided it. He hugged me and let me cover up and I could feel his hard on against me. He whispered in my ear, ‘you should have done it for longer’ as he said it, I thought to myself yes I could have. I felt empowered. It was a 5 to 6 minute walk back to where we’d parked up. There were a lot more people around this area, it was a nice day and there were maybe 50 or more cars parked up there now, and some people still milling around; I was still buzzing and forgotten all about Toby lifting my skirt hem higher, till I climbed into the car. Toby & Dave had sat upfront and I had the boys in the back with me, it was tight in the back and I only just realised I was partly showing pussy as looking down I tried to slot home the seat belt buckle. My younger son – who was seated in the middle unasked turned to help me. As he did so I lifted my arm up out of his way and then my thin cotton T top which had been pulled and stretched every which way that morning, was now no longer covering my right boob at all, I saw his eyes light up; they were glued on my exposed nipple, which was sitting rather hard and proud. I looked across at my other son and he was leaning forward to get his view. I moved in my seat to help and it was at that moment that I realised my skirt was higher and looking down I was showing pussy lip, because my skirt hem had shifted so much higher as I moved. He clicked my seat belt home. But it was as Dave moved off, hitting the ruts of the woodland car park, that I was jolted, my right boob was already free then the other seconds later on another jolt, I had instinctively moved my hand to steady myself on the front seat and spread my legs wider; a minute later as we reached the proper rod I had been on full display, both men upfront had seen what was happening and laughing to themselves. They teased me about popping into the pub for a quick drink on the way home, I wasn’t too sure how much of a bluff it was. In the end we didn’t, but when we pulled onto our drive, my older boy was out of the car like a shot and around to my side opening the door for me even as I was still freeing myself from the seat belt. There was no way I could avoid giving him a real eyeful of pussy as I got out of that back seat, both breasts popped out again as I turned, as I stood up I wondered to myself whether he’d enjoyed it more than me. As I stood I felt my denim skirt seemed lodged around my hips, it wasn’t going to slip back down because it was held by my butt cheeks, both breasts were still fully exposed and I couldn’t hide the fact that my nipples were out like pegs. My younger son was now standing with his brother as was Toby looking over as I closed my car door; all three were grinning. David being on the other side of the car maybe didn’t see my predicament. Toby looked at me and said over his shoulder ‘David, maybe we should go to the pub’ I started to walk the few feet to the back door where my husband already was, Followed by the others at my heels. My eyes met David’s, he was enjoying this and he could recognise that I was in an aroused state. ‘What do you think, are you up for it?’ He asked a raised eyebrow, but he was showing a bulged in his trousers now. It was the last thing I wanted, I felt things had gone far enough, but I wasn’t going to back down said ‘we could if you want’ I think we both knew that such a visit would be too much for your average citizen on Sunday lunchtime, and so we went into the house. Dave insisted I prepare some lunch as I was, but allowing me to smooth down my skirt and unhitch it, I was still flashing boob from time to time and liking the looks I got from four sets of eyes, Both Toby and Dave were stirred by my flashing not to themselves, but to my boys. As lunch time went by I became more relaxed, but still enjoying the sensation of showing myself off. Toby left about 4pm to get back home down West, but I had tired him out over the past days. David was as randy as I’d ever seen him that evening and seemed convinced now that something would go down with our boys.

This story is how I lost my virginity and to who. Chapter1. I was seventeen years old, shy, okay looking, no girlfriend ever, and wanking myself silly every chance I got while looking at my brothers old cunt mags, and especially the pics in the readers wives section. I desperately wanted to lose my cherry but my shyness made it difficult for me to talk to girls my age to form friendships, and saying that a relationship was not my main goal at my age . Getting my hand inside a girls knickers was. Then one day at work while in the canteen at break time I heard a guy on the next table talking about an escort site he had found on the internet where you could pay to get sex. Needless to say I made a mental note of the name of the site and later in my bedroom I typed into the search bar the name, and up came the site, and he was right, there in front of me were pictures and profiles of women from eighteen to into their sixties advertising to supply sex for money. I felt myself getting a hard on as I delved further into the site and realising this was how I was going to be able to go to bed with a woman and have my first real fuck. The next evening I went on the site again with the intention of finding someone to fuck for money. I live some 7 miles from the city and knew it pretty well so used that as a filter to find an escort. Four pages of escorts came up offering different services and different prices and I started to go through them one by one till all of a sudden one profile picture literally stunned me. Not by the beauty, but the fact that I knew her. I looked again, it surely could not be her, but it did look like her and my eyes inspected the face on the screen, seeing the bare cleavage and the outline of her bum as she lay looking into the camera. I felt my heart pounding with excitement and my cock getting hard in my pants and I started fondling myself, rubbing my balls through my jeans as I clicked onto her gallery pics. Yes it surely was who I had thought. I was seeing pictures of my old school chum Stuart,s Mom. I had once been to their house and I remember her in the kitchen doing just Mom things. I was one of the gang of mates there to pick him up and she hardly looked at us, just saying have a good time. I remember I wanked myself off that night remembering the sight of her arse in her jeans. And now I am in my bedroom seeing her in leather high heeled thigh length boots, black bra and panties smiling at me. I unzipped my jeans and pulled my now almost fully hard cock out and started wanking myself as I clicked another pic of Mrs Gardner. This showed her on her knees, hips straight with her hands on them, legs apart fully naked. I looked at her hanging tits,34B according to her profile and her dark protruding nipples facing me and imagined suckling on them. I started wanking myself harder automatically as my eyes wandered down over her belly that had stretch marks from giving birth, to the top of her thighs and I could see her outer cunt lips either side of her slit. I then knew I wanted to have my first sexual experience with her and I ejaculated at that realisation, my sperm pumping out of the end of my cock as hard as I had ever cum at the thought of fucking my mates Mom.. Chapter 2. 2 Days passed as I planned how to do this then I was ready. I went on the site and sent Mrs Gardner, or Chantelle as she calls herself on her profile a message asking if she was available the next day during the morning and waited. Several minutes later my phone pinged. “Hi babe, how long for?” the text read. I replied an hour. “Free at 10” came the reply “10 is good, where?” I sent back. She sent back the postcode and said it was a hotel and to text her when outside and she would then send directions and room number. I replied okay and also bravely for me, texted if she could be dressed in just panties when we meet. The reply was “sure Hun” with a smiley emoji attached. I felt faint with nervous excitement at what I had just done. In less than 24 hours I will be with my friends Mom and losing my virginity in between her open legs. I wondered should I refrain from masturbating before tomorrows meeting, but looking again at the image of Mrs Gardner on her knees completely naked showing her tits and cunt lips was too much and I jerked myself off knowing, or hoping to be in her for real soon. Chapter 3. It was 09.50 and raining, I had my hood up on my parka as I arrived outside the hotel. I felt the butterflies in my stomach as my fingers scrolled to Mrs Gardner, or Chantelle,s number. I texted that I was outside, and waited. Two minutes passed and it seemed like fifteen and no reply. Should I resend the text or wait. Has she decided to ignore the call ?. It was now 09.55, perhaps she would not reply till it was 10?. I had just decided to re send when the phone pinged. I excitedly looked at the screen. It said just enter the hotel and go to the lifts and press the 7th floor. Am in room 713. I sent back a thumbs up emoji and typed with shaking fingers “Just panties please”. I felt weak with excitement as I approached the entrance, stepped inside and walked directly to the lifts wondering if anyone would ask why I was there. Fortunately no one did and and I pressed the button and entered when the lift arrived. I got out at the 7th floor and started to find the room number saw the odd numbers where on the left side of the corridor and followed the numbers whilst noticing the doors all had peep holes. I reached 713 and positioned myself to the side of the peep hole and knocked. The butterflies where still in my stomach as I waited . I heard the door lock being unslid and it opened enough for me to enter the unlit room. “Hi Hunny” she whispered as I entered the dimly lit room. She was behind the door and closed and locked it as I pulled down my hood and admired the sight of her there. She looked smaller than I remember, but then I was probably taller now. She turned and smiled with no sign on her face that she recognised me and said “ This how you wanted me” and spread her a rms out slightly so I could admire her full frontal nakedness apart from the black tanga panties she wore. “Yes” I replied hearing the hoarseness that my nerves betrayed in my voice as I took in the sight of Stuarts Mom standing there for me. She smiled moved straight up to me grabbed the lapels of my parka pulling me down slightly and kissed me slowly on the cheek. I smelt her perfume and her breathe against my face. “Shall we take care of the paperwork first” she whispered in my ear. “Yes, of course, sorry” I apologised still with the hoarseness from my throat. I pulled out the already counted money from my pocket and handed it to her. She smiled “ If you get out of those” she gestured to my clothes “I will be back in a moment”. She turned and slowly walked to the bathroom. My eyes followed the movement of her hips as she did so, and the sight of the top of her arse crack showing above the tightly stretched material of the panties covering her round buttocks. When she closed the door I started to strip hurriedly letting my stuff fall on the floor and smiled wondering if she would admonish me for that like Moms do. I got naked and looked at myself in the full length wardrobe mirror. My cock was almost hard and I started to put my hand around the shaft to give it some more encouragement when Mrs Gardner came back into the room. She took in the scene of me naked and about to wank and smiled knowingly. “Having a play with yourself” she said quietly walking up to me and looking me in the eyes smiling. I felt her hand replacing mine and gripping my shaft. “Like that?” she said looking up at me, the smile remaining as she slowly stroked her hand up and down my cock. “Yes” I whispered in response to her question and looked at the mirror to take in the view of Mrs Gardner in just her panties her body against my naked body stroking me off slowly. I moved my hand slowly down her stomach feeling her soft warm flesh then the material covering her. I moved my hand further down over the material to the top of her legs and slowly moved my fingers down and back along her gusset. I breathed in heavily not wanting to faint with the pleasure my sensations were going through. I could smell my friends Moms perfume, and her breathe on my chest, her nakedness against mine. Her hand slowly wanking my manhood, my hand stroking her. My fingertips felt her slit and my mind focused on the touch. I gave a audible exhale of satisfaction at feeling the entrance to her love hole and continued several more slow exploring strokes along it before moving my hand upwards to the top of her panties and manouvering it into them. My fingers moved down again, my hand sandwiched between her soft skin and the cotton pantie material. I felt wisps of hair then the warmth of cunt. My middle finger slid over her love slit and I closed my eyes so my senses could fully capture the immense erotic sensation that as a virgin I was experiencing for the first time, and it was to Stuarts Moms cunt. My finger curled automatically as it found the moist warm entrance and I opened my eyes as my digit entered her. I moaned again at the pleasure that having my finger in her gave me. I bent and kissed her bare shoulder before lowering my head further towards her left breast and glided my tongue over her nipple before tenderly encompassing it in my mouth. I felt the soft skin of her breast and slight contrast of her areola as I tongued and sucked her nipple feeling it become prouder.The sensation was wonderful and I moved my now moist finger from her cunt so as to feel and cup her tits as my mouth went eagerly from one nipple to another, wanting one as much as the other. My eagerness caused her to rock back slightly off balance and she held my head and said. “Easy now, relax, we have plenty of time. Why don,t you lay on the bed”. “Sorry” I answered and followed her instruction and climbed onto the bed, keeping my eyes on her not wanting to miss a moment of our time together. She smiled and leaned forward making her tits dangle towards the floor as she pulled her panties down and removing them, and I saw a real womans cunt for the first time and automatically held my still rigid cock in response. She moved to the bed, knelt on it and holding my stiff young cock shaft, lowered her lips around my bell end. The sensation of her mouth made my cock twitch involuntarily and I lay back watching and feeling Mrs Gardner,naked between my legs. Her head started bobbing up and down on my cock as her mouth took my length and it felt so great watching Stuarts Mom sucking me off. So much so that I knew I would cum anytime if she carried on so I bravely said “Stop please, I need to fuck you now”. I felt a mixture of embarrassment and machoness saying that out loud to her but she raised her head, smiled and shuffled naked across to the bedside table and took a condom and unwrapped it. “Better put this on your big cock then Babe” she told me still smiling as she sheathed me. “How do you want me?” she asked. “Normal” I replied…not being totally sure what normal meant, but she lay back on the bed and spread her legs exposing herself for my pleasure. I stared at her cunt lips, wanting to immediately taste her, so I manouvered myself between her splayed legs and lowered my head to her love hole and started kissing and licking her out like I had seen in porn films…..it seems to have an effect on her by the moans she made and I did not care if she was faking or not as I was enjoying finding what Mrs Gardner cunt was like but again I knew I would soon cum and I wanted to fuck her cunt. I raised myself and held the base of my shaft and maneuvered my cock towards her warm wet slit. Thankfully she helped by guiding my cock tip to the entrance to her and I pushed myself into her ending in the missionary position above her. Our naked bodies against each other, feeling her body and hard nipples against my chest. I started thrusting my hips feeling myself fucking her…I was losing my virginity…my cock was in a womans cunt and fucking. I kept fucking, not caring about mutual pleasure, that was something for later, now I just wanted to have my first real fuck with a woman and not my own hand. My thrusts became faster and I knew I was ready, and just as I was about to cum , my face against her ear I grunted, “Ime cumming……Mrs Gardner Ime cumming in you” and I ejaculated feeling my cock muscles forcing my semen from my balls to her cervix with just the condom preventing my seed from impregnating her. I continued thrusting, milking my cock in her cunt tunnel and feeling her body resisting and trying to get me out of her. “What…What did you say…what did you call me?” she frantically said, coverig herself with a sheet. I layback exhausted from my first real fuck. The condom still on my now slightly limp cock, the end of it full of my man seed from my balls. “Mrs Gardner, I am a friend of Stuarts. I once came to your house. You don,t remember me though” I replied. “No,No your wrong , No no” She said panicked. “It,s True” I continued. “When I saw you on the site I knew who you really were straight away…and then, I knew I wanted you to be the one I had my first fuck with and”I slowly pulled my condom off and raised it “Be the woman that I first cum inside…thankyou Mrs Gardner”. “Stop calling me that” she said angrily. “But that is who you are, could always ask Stuart what your first name is and call you that?” I smiled, liking the power I suddenly had over her. “No No don,t do that, please” “Don’t worry Mrs Gardner, I am not going to tell anyone” I said in an attempt to reassure her. “ I saw you and wanted to fuck you…knowing who you are was a lot better, but I wanted sex with you..and got it. I am not going to tell anyone, but I want to fuck you again…next week, and I will pay like I did today, and as long as you agree to let me be regular life,s good…..what do you say” I could see the emotions going on in her head before she replied. “And if I say yes you will never mention what I do…or what we have done…or will do” “Yes” I answered. “Ok, deal” she said. I smiled, “Fantastic, the hour isn,t up yet Mrs Gardner, so get your naked body over here and let me lick the cunt that Stuart came out off again”.

Running And Riding My name is Ralph. I am a light skin Black man. I am 25 years old. I am 6-4 in height and weigh 190 pounds. I recently took a computer contract job in Hartford Connecticut for a year with an additional year option. I moved into a 4 story apartment building on Saturday. And on the second day (Monday) I had my living room and bedroom furniture delivered. On the next day my TV was delivered with other items. I went to sears department store and purchased sheets, blankets, pillows, towels etc. So I actually had about 5 more days before I started working. I decided to explore the surrounding areas first by car then on foot. While driving I found a nice park where I could go jogging. So on my first of the five days (Wednesday) I went to the park and started jogging. There was a nice mix of people. Some just walking others jogging and some riding bicycles. After 3 miles I stopped and starting walking to cool off. Then I drank some water before I started jogging again. As I was just into the next mile a young child ran into the pathway and directly into the path of an oncoming bicycle. The cyclist dodged the young child but crash her bike and she fell to the pavement. She laid there hurt. Her knee and elbow were bleeding. I immediately ran over to her. I asked are you alright. She did not answer. I said can I help you over to that bench , she just nodded. So I helped her up and we walked over to the bench. Then I went to pick up the bicycle. And I too sat down on the bench. Then the young child’s mother came over and said I am terribly sorry. My son just darted out in front of you causing you to crash into that garbage can. The mother then passed us a pack of tissues. The mother then told her young son to say sorry. The youngster apologized. Then both the mother and son walked away. I then asked the young lady are you still in pain. She then spoke for the first time. She said yes my knee is killing me. I then took a few sheets of tissue and poured some of my water on it. I told the young lady that I was going to clean up the blood running down her leg. She said thanks but I can do that. So I gave her the wet tissue and she started cleaning her knee. I then took more tissue out of the pack , poured water on it and gave it to her to clean her bleeding elbow. I then gave her some dry tissue and told her to press it against her knee for 30 seconds. That will stop the bleeding. She did as I instructed and within 30 seconds the bleeding stopped. I then asked can I see if I can fix your bike. She said yes, thank you. I tried to straighten out the front wheel but did not have any luck with that. I said let me help you back to the front of your house. I will carry your damaged bike. She said you are so kind. I said no problem. Then we started walking to the young lady’s house. So after walking for 30 minutes we finally arrived at the young lady’s apartment. Now in front of her apartment, I said take care and I hope that scrape on your knee does not leave a bad scar. She said thank you for your help. And with that, I was on my way, but before I left I said to her , just one question for you. What is your name ?? She replied Indira. I then said my name is Ralph. She then said thanks for your help Ralph. And with that, I was on my way. I started jogging back home. After 45 minutes I was home. I jumped into the shower and had a nice long hot shower. I then got a cold Corona beer with a slice of lime. I sat in the living room watching tv. I then thought about the young lady that I helped in the park. Now let me describe her. First of all she was a light skin black Indian woman. She was about 5-8 , weighed about 145, nice long legs , a real nice ass , orange sized tits, really long black shiny hair that draped her ass and finally a pretty face. I think she is about 23 or 24 years old. I could hit myself for not trying to make a move on her. I guess I was too concerned about her to actually try hitting on her. Oh well !!!! So now it’s Thursday. I explored more of the surrounding area with my car. Then I came home and changed into my jogging gear. I did my 5 miles and returned home. I did not see indira at all. So on Friday after taking care of some business matters. When I finished all business matters for the day , I went back home changed into my jogging stuff. I then went jogging to do my regular 5 miles. So I am into mile 4 when indira passes me on her bike. I recognized her and said hello Indira. Indira slightly turned her head to see who said hello. Then she recognized me and stopped riding her bike. As I approach her I said I see your knee is much better. Indira said yes thank to you. Indira said I did not recognize you Ralph. I then said I recognized you very easily. Indira said and how did you recognize me so easily. Well to start that long jet black braided ponytail of yours. Secondly I will not say as I don’t want you to slap me. Indira then had a frown on her face which quickly turn to a smile. Tell me Ralph, I will not slap you. I then said first let me take two steps back away from you. Indira laughed. I then said your incredibly nice ass of yours as it sits and moves on that bicycle seat. Then indira steered at me. Then indira said Oh!!!!. I then said I meant no disrespect. I was only telling you what I saw and felt. Indira said and felt ???? I said yes and felt. Indira said and what did you feel. I said that pretty sight made my heart race. Indira then said it was nice seeing you again Ralph, enjoy your day. And with that indira started peddling down the pathway. Wow I hope I did not offend her. Well I finished my 5 miles , went home , took a shower , had a cold beer and started playing music from my jazz collection. Then I made myself a cheeseburger and french fries. I then went to the gym for a few pickup basketball games. Then went home , took a shower and retired for the night. Saturday morning I played more basketball at a certain park. I was told that the competition there was much better. They were right. A few college players were there. My team won the first two games then lost the third. That was it for me for the day. I really enjoyed those games. As that was what I was use to when I lived in NYC. When I arrived home I took a shower and just put on shorts and chilled out. Now it was about 2:00 and I decided to go jogging. I did my 5 miles and was walking home when I saw indira peddling towards me. I flagged her down. I then said hi Indira and indira replied hi Ralph. I then said I hope I did not offend you the other day. Indira said not at all. I then asked her if I could run along side of her as she rode her bike. Indira said ok, but can you keep up. I said I will try. So I was able to keep up for about a mile. Then I started falling behind after that. What a sight to see her nice ass move from side to side as she peddled her bike. Then I said that’s it for me. Indira then stopped and said thanks for the company. I said I really enjoyed trying to keep up with you. But I couldn’t as I started to fall behind. Indira then said and speaking of behinds , I hope you had fun looking at mine as you started running behind me. She laughed then said goodbye Ralph as she started peddling away. Wow that left me speechless, but with a smile on my face. I guess women know or can feel when a guy is steering at their ass. So here it is Saturday night. I decided to go to the local bar and have a couple of drinks. It turned out that basketball from a summer tournament was on cable tv. I recognized two of the players as I had just played against one of them this morning and watched another before my first game. So I had two nice gin and grapefruit juice drinks. After the televised game I return home. So Sunday morning I went jogging around 1:30 and did my 5 miles. Disappointingly I did not run into indira. Then when I got home I did my laundry in the basement laundry room. When I finished doing my laundry. I went up stairs and prepared for my first day at work. Monday morning I went to work. Work was uneventful and the day slowly passed by. I got home changed and went jogging for 5 miles. Came home showered. The remainder of the work week was pretty much he same. Work, 5 mile jog, shower, tv, sleep. On Saturday I had a delivery and they did not come when the delivery was scheduled. They were 3 hours late. That pretty much shot the day for me. Sunday I went jogging. Came home and watched tv. Monday started off as a slow day, but in the afternoon things took a turn for a great day. Our group had a meeting with the financial sector. We got to the meeting about 5 minutes late. Upon entering the room we quickly seated ourselves. We introduced ourselves. Then the financial sector started to introduce themselves. I wasn’t paying too much attention until a voice said her name was indira. I looked up and low in behold there she was. I looked directly at her when she saw me looking at her she too smiled. I could not truly focus as I could not take my eyes off of indira. So now the meeting was over. I then walked up to indira and said what a pleasant surprise. I then asked indira will I see you while riding your bike later. Indira said she only rides around 6:30-7:00 on work days and 11:00-1:00 on weekends. So if you want to watch my ass some more you have to jog at 6:30-7:00 during the week and 11:00-1:00 on weekends Then Indira and I laughed. She then said nice seeing you Ralph. I then said could we have lunch together sometime. Indira said sometime and left. So after work I raced home changed into my jogging gear and prepared to meet (run into) Indira in the park. So into my first mile and there is Indira peddling away. I call out to her as she passed me by. I then asked can I run along side of you while your riding. She said sure , I won’t be going too fast this time. So after 2 miles I started falling behind her again. Indira stopped and laughed and said what’s the matter you can’t keep up. Then she got off her bike and sat on a nearby bench. I then joined her. I then said thanks for stopping, I couldn’t keep up. Indira said I know, I just didn’t want you steering at my ass again and laughed. I then said I can’t help it and I told you why. Ralph let me make something clear. I am just 5 months from getting out of a relationship. I am not looking to get into one now. Your nice but I am not ready to get into a relationship. I then said WOW , we are just jogging. Indira said that’s how things start. I then said so this means you won’t have lunch with me sometime !!! I didn’t say that, as indira blurted out. Not during work days. Now that we got that out of the way I am ready to continue my ride. You think you can keep up this time. I said yes but if I fall behind don’t stop keep on going. And don’t be mad if I am taking in that beautiful sight of watching that lovely ass of yours as you peddle away. Indira then said you are hopeless as she peddled down the pathway. I kept up for the better part of two miles but fell behind and said good night Indira. I then finished my last half mile then headed home. Tuesday at work I asked one of my coworkers did he know indira. He said a guy in the tax department was dating her, but don’t know the status of their relationship. Then the word was that she is a tough cookie. He then continued and said that she had a nice body and a real nice ass. I then responded and said you can say that again. Indeed what a lovely ass she has. After work I went jogging again around 6:25. I did not see indira until I was almost finished my 5 mile jog. Indira passed me by but quickly turned around as she recognized me. Indira then said hello Ralph how are you today. I said fine now that I have seen you. Indira said you are so full of..... then she finished by saying compliments. We both laughed. We then sat down on a nearby bench. I then said really it’s nice seeing you any day. So when are you going to let me take you to lunch or dinner. Indira says so it’s dinner now. I then said whatever you want just let me know. How about this upcoming Saturday for dinner. Indira then said Saturday for lunch. I said that’s great. How can I contact you to pick you up. Indira said in front of her apartment. I said I remember the building, so how about 12:30-12:45. Indira says ok. I then said ok let’s get started with this riding / cycling. I already did my 5 miles but want to do one more mile. So i did one mile and I stayed in front of indira. Then. Told her good night as she continued her ride. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday came and went. So Saturday came and I got to indira’s apartment building at 12:30 and waited for her. At 12:45 I saw her come out of the building. I got out of my car and greeted her. I told her that she really looked nice. She had on black jeans that looked like they were painted on her and a red satin blouse. She was wearing black flats. So I walked her to my car, opened the door for her and closed it. Then I walked around the car to get in. We went to a Brazilian restaurant just on the outskirts of Hartford. I asked Indira does she she drink wine. Indira said yes , so I ordered a bottle of White Zinfandel. I also ordered for both of us. I ordered picanha steak which is top sirloin and was served grilled and sliced. We also had Brazilian rice and beans. Indira loved the food. I asked her when she is ready to have a relationship with someone please let me know. Indira said you are persistent. I said with you yes I am. Indira then said I like you Ralph but there is something that you should know. I have been promised to someone in a prearranged marriage. I live with my parents in a two bedroom apartment. Your nice and I don’t want to hurt you, so that’s why I am telling you this upfront. I then said your not married yet and I want you as my woman. Wow Ralph you are very direct. Yes I have to be , it’s killing me just seeing you and not being able to touch you, hold you , kiss you feel the warmth of your body next to mine. It’s torture just running next to you. Sometimes I just want to grab you off that bike hold you and kiss your luscious lips. WOW Ralph , I did not know you felt that way. So you want to kiss me. Yes I do , in the worst way. So why don’t you come over here and do it. I slowly moved over to her side of the table and picked up her hand. I kissed the back of her hand then I kissed the palm of her hand. Then I placed my hand on indira shoulder. Then I slowly moved to kiss indira. Our lips met in slow motion. I then kissed her bottom lip , then her top lip then I slowly moved to where I could take my tongue and probe her lips to see if I could ease my tongue into her mouth. Surprisingly indira opened her mouth and accepted the entrance of my tongue into her mouth. We kissed like that for 10 seconds then I broke off the kiss. Indira still had her eyes closed after I broke off the kiss. Indira said WOW that was nice. I said yes it truly was, your lips are so soft and warm. Indira said and so was your tongue. Indira asked what are we going to order for dessert. I said indira I just had my dessert. Indira laughed. Then I too laughed. Then we were ready to order dessert. I ordered Açai (a berry is now served as a sweet and sticky sorbet-like) and Indira ordered Bolo de Rolo (numerous fine layers of cake alternated with delicious fruit filling in a roll. ). We had coffee with our dessert. We both enjoyed our meal and the tasty dessert. Now it was time to leave. In the car indira said what a nice lunch and thanked me. I said what a nice day and thanks for accepting my invitation. I hope we could do this again soon. Indira said man you are truly persistent. I just smiled as we reached indira apartment complex. Indira leaned over and gave me a kiss on my cheek. Then she said thanks for a nice day and with that she said goodbye. Damn she left me high and dry. Oh well. At least I got to feel her soft lips as I kissed her in the restaurant. So Saturday night all I could do was to think about Indira and the day we had. Sunday I got up early to go to the park for some pickup basketball games. Damn we lost the first game and it was a long wait to play again , so I left the basketball courts. I then went home took a quick shower then had a grilled cheese sandwich and orange juice. Then I put on my jogging gear. 5 minutes into my run Indira rides by. She says you have to catch me. I said damn she wants to play today. So I raced to catch her. I was slowly catching up to her. I finally caught her and she stopped. I was huffing and puffing. Indira was laughing and said are you alright. I said I will be as I knelt down to catch my breath. Then we found a bench to sit on. I said how are you today. Indira said I am ok. I wanted to ask you out to dinner. I promise you will have a great time. My friends at work recommended an excellent restaurant to go to. I was really hoping that you would accept my invitation to dinner. Ralph you don’t give up. Ok I will go to dinner with you. How about next Friday night. Indira said fine. I then asked Indira for her phone number which she gave to me. I then gave Indira my phone number. Now Indira said ok buddy let’s go. I kept up with Indira for the first two miles. Then I was privileged to watch that glorious ass peddling down the pathway. I said bye as she slowly moved off into the distance. I did my last two miles and was walking back when Indira rode bye. I called out to her but she kept on riding and she was moving fast. I finally reached home , took a shower and had a nice Corona with lime. I then turn on the tv and chilled out for the evening. Monday at work , my coworker showed me the guy who Indira was dating. I immediately said so she like tall guys. I told my coworker thanks. The rest of the day went by quickly as our project was actually ahead of schedule. So I got home and changed into my jogging gear and headed back out. Before I could actually start jogging Indira rode right up to me and said hi Ralph. I was totally surprised. I then said hi Indira this is a first. Indira said she started off early today. I told her that I made reservations for Friday night at 7:30 is that ok with you, if so I will pick you up at 7:00 ok. Then Indira said that would be fine. I then said why so early today. Indira said I wanted to get back into the house early. With that I will let you go. I then did my 5 miles , went home took a shower and went to the local bar. I watched the baseball game and had a few gin and grapefruit juice drinks. I left for home before the game was over. Tuesday was an interesting day as we had another meeting with the financial sector again. I then was hoping to see Indira but she was not present. After work I went jogging and like clockwork Indira passed me by when I was into my second mile. I said hi Indira , she stopped and we chatted for awhile. I said there was a meeting between our groups today but I did not see you. Indira said only part of her group was needed for that meeting. Indira then said did you miss me. Yes I did miss you. I was disappointed not seeing you at the meeting. I then asked would you mind if I called you from time to time. Indira said you have my number and smiled. I told her remember when you are ready for a relationship you better call me first. Indira said “I better”. I said yes you better. Then Indira got on her bicycle and peddled down the pathway. I just stood there and looked at the nice ass of hers. I thought, it would be nice to be that bicycle seat. Wednesday and Thursday passed by and it was now Friday. I immediately went home took a shower, shaved and put on a nice dark green suit with a black crew collar T shirt. I then got to Indira’s apartment complex at 6:55. I then phoned her to let her know I was downstairs. Indira said she would be down in 5 minutes. As Indira approach my car she was looking fabulous. She had on black pants, a white satin blouse and black low heeled shoes. She also had a black sweater and of course that long jet black braided ponytail draped over her left shoulder. I got out of my car and greeted Indira. I said WOW you look fantastic. I then opened the car door for her as she entered my car. Once I got back into the car , I once again said you look fantastic , damn. Indira said thanks. We then arrived at Carbone's a nice Italian restaurant a bit pricy but nice. No jacket and tie was required. We were seated quickly and I immediately asked indira what she wanted to drink. Indira said that wine that you ordered when we had lunch. So I ordered a bottle of White Zinfandel. I was really glad that they had my favorite brand of Zinfandel, Sutter Home. Indira ordered chicken parmigiana and spaghetti. I ordered veal scallapini Marsala. We had great dishes and I was making Indira laugh all night long. Then we had dessert. I had vanilla ice cream and apple pie. She had spumoni. I got the check and did a double take , but played it off as a regular check. I gave them my credit card and when they came back I gave them a 15 percent tip on top of the 135 dollars. Then we left , Indira said she really enjoyed this nice restaurant and your company. I said I am glad you enjoyed yourself. That is two nice places that you have taken me to and I loved both of them. I said good so I will find another nice place to take you when we go out again. Indira said who said we are going out again. “I Did”. You know you enjoyed yourself and I enjoyed making you happy. Indira said you are persistent. I said when it comes to you I certainly am. So I drove back to Indira’s apartment and walked her to the front door. I say goodnight and watch her walk into the lobby. I tell her to call me when she gets upstairs. As I walked away , Indira calls me I turn and she motions with one of her fingers to come here. So I slowly walk towards her when I got there Indira says I just wanted to thank you and kisses me. I look at her as or eyes met and I kiss her with a lot of passion. Then I break the kiss and say goodnight gorgeous. I then sat in my car and waited for her to call me saying that she is now in her apartment. I then take off and I am on my way home. When I got home I got out of the suit and just chilled. What a nice evening. I then feel asleep right in that chair in the living room So it’s Saturday morning and I went jogging early. Then I went swimming. And then I had lunch. I had a lamb gyro and ice tea. Then I walked back to my apartment. When I got there I watched tv for a while. Then my phone rang. I said hello , and to my surprise it was Indira. I said hi gorgeous what a nice surprise. I asked Indira how come she was not out riding. She told me she had too much wine and did not feel like riding today. I asked her so what are you going to do today. She said absolutely nothing. I said that’s a-shame. I then ask do you want to hang out with me today. Indira said and do what. I said we will think of something. Indira said pick her up at 1:30. I went to the market and got seedless grapes, strawberries, sharp cheaper cheese and a bottle of Sutter Home White Zinfandel. I then washed the fruit. I got two blankets , two plastic cups , napkins , paper plates and a plastic knife. So I picked Indira up at 1:30. Indira asked where are we going. I then said you will see. We drove to the park and I parked the car. She saw all the stuff I had and realized that we are going on a picnic and she smiled. Indira said you are full of surprises. I looked at her and said I love that glow that is on your face. I then spread out one of the blankets on the grass and placed all of the fruits , plates etc on the blanket. Then we sat on the blanket. I started playing jazz off of my phone. I pulled out some wipes to clean my hands. Indira asked for some of the wipes too. I told Indira that I am glad sheliked yesterday’s dinner date. She said she did and the food was great. Then she asked me what I liked. I said when our lips met as we kissed and the softness of your lips. Indira said I like that too. Then I picked up a strawberry and fed it to indira. She smiled. Then I asked her if she wanted some wine. She said yes to that. I then poured us each a glass of wine. I then put the stiff board between us so that we could put the glasses on the board. Then I started slicing some of the cheese. I made two plates consisting of cheese and fruits. Indira said you are persistent. I said I just want to make you happy. Are you happy ?? Indira said yes. I said then that’s a good thing now, have some wine. After two glasses of wine , Indira now lays down on the blanket. I then moved the food and wine to one end of the blanket and I too lay down on the blanket, right beside Indira. So indira says this is a nice surprise and then follows that up with a question. Ralph why do you want to be more than just friends with me. You are very persistent. I then said beside you having one of the prettiest faces , the softest of lips , those enchanting eyes and the prettiest jet black hair. That long braided ponytail that drapes over your left shoulder. Not to mention those lovely long legs and most of all that nice round juicy ass of yours. I know I if you let me love you , you will never get tired of my love. So I absolutely knew for sure I wanted that when when I kissed you, the softest of lips. I wanted to slide my tongue into your tantalizing mouth and play tongue tag with your tongue but did not want to be too aggressive. That is why I want to be just more than friends. Indira then said that she was not ready for a relationship. I then said, I know what you said, but think about the great times you have had with me. Think about our almost daily meetings in the park. Indira said I know that is why I can’t see you anymore. I then said your afraid of me , your afraid that you might fall in love with me. It’s been 5-6 months since you broke up with your boyfriend. I don’t know the circumstances nor do I care. Indira then tells me that the reason they broke up is because she is a 23 year old virgin and after 6 months she did not want to give up her virginity, so her boyfriend Allan broke off their relationship. I told her I don’t care. I won’t judge him but he did not love you enough. Indira once again says she can’t see me anymore. I then said if that is what you want then fine. But that will not stop me from caring about you. So with all of that being said we packed up everything and I dropped Indira off in front of her apartment building and drove off. Saturday started off good but ended up not being so good. As a matter of fact it ended up horribly. After dropping Indira off I stopped at my local watering hole. I had 3 gin and grapefruit juice as I watched the baseball game on tv. Then I went home and thought about what had transpired in the park today. I then had a Corona beer with lime and continued to watch the game. So Indira said she doesn’t want to see me anymore. Damn I was grounded even before I could take off. What a shame. Sunday came I went to play basketball. Then went home. At 7:30 I went jogging thereby making sure that I did not run into Indira. Monday thru Friday I went jogging extra late around 7:45 at night. The same the next week. The next week I was running and indira rode past me and stopped. Indira looked back and waited for me to catch up to her. When I finally got to where she had stopped. I ran right pass her as I continued my 5 mile run. Monday at work we had another meeting with the financial sector. There was Indira trying to avoid my gaze. She seemed very uncomfortable. After the meeting I packed up my stuff and immediately left the meeting. That evening I went for my regular jog. Came home had a beer and listened to some of my jazz. Later that evening I got a call , I said hello , then I recognized the voice. It was Indira she said hi Ralph it’s Indira. I then said how are you. She replied she was ok. I then said and what do I owe this call to. Indira said that she was sorry for cutting off our meetings, but she had to. I said why did you feel you had to. She replied because I really started to like you and did not want my feeling to go down that road. I am sorry Indira but my feelings were already down that road. So again why are you calling me. I thought that was established already. So again why are you calling me. Then indira said goodby Ralph. Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday was my regular jogging routine. I did not run into Indira. Friday I went to the happy hour at my local watering hole. Had more than a few gin and grapefruit juice drinks and stumbled home. I fell asleep right on the living room couch. Saturday came and it was going to rain later so I started jogging earlier in the day. Who do I run into , no other than the one and only tough cookie Indira. She says hi Ralph and starts to ride along side of me. She continues to talk but I do not respond to anything she has said. She says why won’t you talk to me. I said goodby Indira. She races up in front of me puts her bicycle down and confronts me as I approach her. She blocks my path and grabs my arm. I then try to run around her. I then say you got what you wanted, so why are you doing this. You can’t have it both ways. I really like you. More than you could imagine. I want you to be my woman. You on the other hand don’t want to have a relationship based on your last experience. It’s been over 5 or 6 months and you can’t live in a shell forever, however I respect your decision. So if you will excuse me I would like to finish my run. Indira grabs me and kisses me. She shoves her tongue into my mouth. I break the kiss off and say do you think I am a light switch where you can turn me off and on at your will. I then continue my jogging. When I got home I had a Corona beer with lime and then another and then one more. Damn that girl, she thinks I am her yoyo. I don’t play that shit. I certainly would not do that to her or anyone else. Then I take a shower and chill out while listening to some jazz. Then my phone rings. I said hello and then I hear Indira’s voice. She says hello Ralph can you just listen to me for 3 minutes. I replied, look you got what you wanted, so leave me alone. I am not a yoyo. Then Indira started crying. That kind of got to me. Ok what do you have to say. Indira then said can I please come over and talk to you. I gave in. I gave her my address. I then put on some gym shorts and a T shirt and picked up my sweaty jogging gear. 45 minutes later Indira arrived. I buzzed her in the front door. Two minutes later my doorbell rings. I open the door and say hello Indira. She says hello Ralph. I then say come in and have a seat. I then sit at the opposite end of the couch. I then say so let’s hear what you have to say. Ralph first of all let me tell you about my recent boyfriend. His name is Allan, he was very nice and treated me good. We dated a little over 5 months. After 5 months he really got frustrated and his attitude towards me changed. He became more demanding too. I was promised to some guy for marriage back in India. My parents still think I am going to marry this guy but I have no intentions of going through with this prearranged marriage to this guy. My mother knows this. Also I am a virgin and that was the biggest contention between Allan and me. Then one day he treated me like crap and broke off our relationship. You remind me of him how nice he treated me in the beginning. So I knew that I did not want to get into a relationship with you. I feared the same thing would happen again by letting what we had flourish in the same way. For that I am sorry and apologize. Please forgive me. I then said I am not that guy. You have bore your soul to me and I really appreciate that but I am not that guy. Sure I would love to feel the warmth of your lovely body beneath me. Sure I would love to make love to you and make you mine. Sure I would love waking up to you each morning. Sure I would love to kiss those sensuous soft lips. But you tossed me away like a piece of trash all because you thought I would end up being just like your previous boyfriend. Indira then scoots over to me on the couch and looks me in the eye and said will you be my boyfriend. I then said I am not your yoyo to play with. Indira started crying and said please I am sorry, I made a mistake then please give me another chance. I then reach out to hold her hand. Then I kissed her hand and said I would love to have you as my girlfriend. After all that is what I wanted from the first day that I saw you. Then I wiped away a tear or two , then I kissed away the rest of her tears. Then I kissed her soft lips. Then Indira hugged me as tears still flowed down her pretty face. I hugged her too. Then I tried to lighten up the situation. I said can we go to the movies or are you hungry. Indira said no I want to stay here with you. I then said well at least let me order some Chinese food. Indira said fine. She wanted shrimp and broccoli and I ordered pepper steak. So we talked for a while then the Chinese food arrived. We had White Zinfandel and Chinese food as we listened to the jazz that was playing. After we were finished we moved back to the couch. Indira then came and sat on my lap, then she kissed me. She stuck her tongue into my mouth and our tongues danced. I started massaging her back as we kissed. Then just like that Indira moved down off the couch between my legs, kissed my thigh and pulled my gym shorts down. When she saw my hardened dick she gasped and said OH MY GOD that is huge. Then she kissed my thigh again then kissed the head of my mushroom head dick. Then she licked the sides of my shaft then worked her way back to my dick head. Then she kissed my dick head again and immediately made my dick head disappear into her warm wet mouth. I let out a moan at that point. Then she played with my dick head with her tongue while my dick was in her mouth. Then she had 4 inches of my 7 inch dick in her mouth. Indira was sucking my dick like a starving hungry woman. What a sight to see those pretty and soft sensuous lips wrapped around my 7 inch dick. I could clearly see her intent and that was to make me cum. After 10 minutes of giving me an excellent dick sucking , fantastic blow job , I unloaded more than a mouthful of my hot cum in her mouth. Indira swallows pretty much all of my cum. Then she kissed my thigh. Then she said please forgive me for ending what we had, I was just afraid. I said there is nothing to forgive and there certainly nothing to be afraid of, so let’s just move on. Then Indira said , Ralph before we do move forward I have to tell you one more thing. It is true that I am a virgin as no one has entered my vagina. I love anal sex so that is what I look for you to give me. I still want to keep my virginity. I just had to tell you that. I then said will you allow me to go down on you. Indira said you better. We had a good laugh with her response. Then Indira went to the bathroom. When she came out I asked her if she wanted more wine and she said yes. I then poured some more wine for both of us. I asked Indira could I take her back home because it’s getting late. Indira said it’s Saturday, but if you are kicking me out then yes you can take me back home. Hold up I am not kicking you out, you can stay as long as you want. Indira asked me do I have extra sweatpants and a T shirt. I said sure but why. Indira said so I can take a shower. I said wow and you are certainly welcome to stay tonight. Indira said I was hoping you would say that. Indira then said she had to call her mother and let her know she would not be coming home tonight and that she is ok. So here it was at 10:00 in the evening and I had this gorgeous woman in my apartment asking me for clothes she could change into after taking her shower. I gave her all that she needed to take a shower and something to keep her beautiful hair dry. 30 minutes laters Indira emerges from the bathroom. She has on my baggy sweatpants on and a loose fitting T shirt. She then sits down on the couch next to me and picks up her glass of wine and takes another sip. Then she kisses me on the cheek and smiles. I scoot over to her and plant a nice short kiss on her lips. Then she quickly hugged me and shoved her tongue into my mouth. I hugged her and we played tongue tag for about a minute. Then I started rubbing her back. I could hear Indira moan. Then I slid my hand down to the side of her tits. I found out that she did not have a bra on. I gently started rubbing her tits then the nipples. Her nipples became hard real fast. I heard a series of moans from Indira. Indira was now rubbing my dick over my gym shorts. She had my dick hard as soon as she touched it. Now I lifted up her T shirt and started licking then sucking her tits. Then I started circling her nipples with my tongue. Her nipples were lustfully waiting for my tongue. I started licking her nipples then I started sucking her nipples. Indira then grabbed my head as she moaned some more. I was sucking on one nipple and tweaking the other nipple with my fingers. I heard her call out my name “Oh Ralph”. I got up and led indira to my bedroom. I pulled back the top covers on my bed. I then removed her T shirt and kissed both breast. Then I gently laid her down onto my bed. I removed my T shirt and my gym shorts. I then move to the side of Indira and started massaging her tits then I started sucking her nipples again. I started rubbing her pussy covered sweatpants. Then I slipped my hand under the waist band of her sweatpants and started rubbing her hairy covered pussy. Boy was she wet. I took that wetness and started to rub her clit. I had Indira constantly calling out my name. “Oh Ralph”. Her body started shaking. Indira was again calling out my name in addition to “Oh shit , damn, that’s it right there, Oh Ralph”. Indira came all over my hands. She then kissed my arm. I slid off her sweatpants. I quickly moved between her long legs. I immediately parted her thick hairy bush with my tongue and found the buried treasure. I ran my tongue all around the folds of her pussy. I moved to the inner folds of her wet pussy. I ran my tongue up and down her soaking wet pussy slit. Indira’s ass was squirming on the sheets of my bed. She was still calling out my name. As I fucked her with my hot long tongue. Indira cums for me again. I did not even get to play with her clit. I kept my mouth planted on her lovely hairy pussy. I moved my tongue to the bottom of her clit and kept it there, not moving it, but just applying pressure to the bottom of her clit. I would release the pressure, then apply it again. After 7 minutes Indira’s ass started to once again wiggle. I slowly and lightly started massaging the bottom of her clit. Indira grabs my head with both hands and shove my face down into her soaking wet hungry pussy. Now I am massaging her whole clit. Indira is going crazy , contorting her body all over my bed. I now have Indira’s clit trapped in my mouth. I have her at my mercy as she just came a few minutes ago. Her sensitive pussy was still throbbing when I put my tongue on the bottom of her clit. Now indira was heaving her body up and down in my bed. She said baby what are you doing to me. I asked her if she wanted me to stop. She did not say anything. Her body was thrashing all over my bed. There was a big wet spot on the sheets. I could feel her sweet tasting juice running down my chin. I could see the juice running out her love hole onto to her ass hole and onto the bed sheet. Indira calls out my name “Oh Ralph, baby that is the way to make this pussy happy. No you better not stop. “ and just like that Indira cums in my mouth again. I can hardly breath as Indira has forced my whole face into her soaking wet hot pussy. She had both hands pressing my head in between her legs into the folds of her pussy. Her last words as she came was “Oooooooo, Ooooooooo, Oooo shit baby “. Now the treasure between Indira’s legs is calming down. I am now sucking on her nipples again as her sensitive throbbing pussy has been totally satisfied. Indira has an arm around me as I am feasting on her nipples. She loves the special attention I am giving her nipples. Then she says damn your good. I tell her she has not seen anything yet. I move up to kiss her. We play tongue tag again as I am massaging her tits once again. She then starts playing with my dick again. I ask her if she likes my dick. She says yes and it is so so big. I said it’s not that big it’s only 7 inches. She then tells me that her X boyfriend’s was only 5 inches and thought that was big. Oh well I am glad you like my dick. I will say this, I love licking your sweet tasting juicy pussy. I love to see you squirm that nice big round ass of yours in my bed as I make you cum. Now Indira slowly moves down towards my dick and starts to suck it again. In 2 minutes she has my dick at it’s full 7 inches. I then said you really like sucking my dick. Indira says “yes I love sucking it. It’s so big and so warm when it’s in my mouth. I also like the way it feels when it starts growing in my mouth”. Did you like me cumming in your nice mouth. Indira says yes. Your cum taste so good and it was a lot. That’s what I want again right now. I said help yourself. And so she did I came in her lovely mouth in 10 minutes. She swallowed every last drop. Now she snakes her body onto mine and she then tells me, “ remember I told you I like anal sex That’s the substitution for keeping you happy, just don’t hurt me with that monster”. I then roll her off of me. My chest is pressed against her back. I raise her top leg and place my dick between her legs. My dick is resting against her wet hot pussy. I then reach around her body to massage her tits. I kiss her on the back of her neck. I tell her not to worry , I am not that guy. Let me know when you want me to ride that nice big delicious , juicy ass of yours. Indira says whenever you want. But to tell you the truth , I can hardly wait until you fuck me with that nice big dick of yours. So now it’s 1:00 AM. I then get up and get some Vaseline because it’s time to give Indira what she wants. Indira wants me to fuck her in that nice ass of hers. I am still waiting for Indira to come out of the bathroom. All I can think about is riding that nice big round delicious ass of hers. So 15 minutes later she comes out of the bathroom. She gets into the bed with me. Boy this day really turned out well. I immediately go to spread her legs wide open so I can devour that nice pussy of hers. In just 5 minutes she came for me as I licked and sucked her nice pussy. I then stayed there trapping her clit in my mouth. 6 minutes later I was massaging her erect clit again. 10 minutes later she came for me again. Then I moved up to her and gave her a kiss. She took her tongue and literally licked all of her juices from my face. Now she moved down my body towards my dick. Once she got there she said hello baby and kissed the head of my dick. Then she started sucking it real good , I was almost ready to cum. Indira stopped and said now give me what I want. I rolled Indira over onto her stomach. I kissed the middle of her lower back. Then I kissed both sides of her nice ass. I then ran my tongue from the bottom of the back of her neck right down to her ass crack. I kissed both sides of her ass again as I put some Vaseline on my dick and some on her nice puffy ass hole. I started massaging around her greased up ass hole. Indira started to moan. I then directly massaged her ass hole and she really moaned. I let some of my index finger go into her ass hole. I started an in and out motion. Indira was loving this. I inserted another finger. Now I had two fingers massaging Indira’s ass hole. She hunched up her ass as to get more of my fingers in her ass. Now I stroked my greased up dick a couple of times then I placed my mushroom head dick right on her ass hole and massaged her ass hole with the head of my dick. Indira was moaning and grinding her wet pussy into the sheets of my bed. The more I massaged Indira’s ass hole the more she relaxed and the more her ass hole opened up to accept my dick. After 3 minutes her ass hole opened up enough for my dick head to disappear in her nice puffy ass hole. I kept massaging her nice ass hole and in 4 more minutes I had at least 3 inches buried in Indira’s ass hole. Indira’s now hunches her ass up so she can get more of my dick. As she does that I pound her ass and now my whole dick is in her sweet ass hole. Indira jumps and lets out a load moan. She starts crying baby it’s too big , please stop, baby please stop, baby please then that crying turns to a whimper, then even that subsided to a low moan. Then a “Oh Baby” escaped Indira’s mouth. Then a loud moan, then another, then another. I am now going in and out. In and out of that tight ass hole of hers. Indira is loving her new dick. She is gripping the sheets as I am fucking her ass hole real good. She has called out my name several times. Her face is buried in the sheets. Damn she is taking this dick good, but this sweet hole of hers is still tight. Now I move higher up on her ass and I am now grinding on her nice big round ass. I am riding this lovely ass of hers. Indira is now really moaning loud now. I guess she really likes it this way better. Any way I am learning what she likes better. I am just about balls deep in her nice ass hole. She is now telling me to fuck her harder. She is telling me to fuck her with that big dick of mine. All you could hear now was Indira breathing hard , no longer saying anything. You could hear the headboard banging against the wall and the squeaking springs in my mattress. The rocking of my bed frame. Finally you could hear my body slamming into that nice big ass of indira. I was fucking her like my life depended on it. Even though she cleaned up good. I was literally fucking the shit out of her. Then after 15 minutes of tearing up that nice ass , I unloaded a ton of my hot cum deep down into Indira’s ass hole. Then I collapsed on that nice ass and her back. Indira said DAMN that was good. You really have a nice big dick. I then said we need to take a shower. So here it is at 2:30 in the morning and we are taking a shower. Indira then said aren’t you glad I came tonight. I jokingly said not only did you come you came lol. Indira said “funny”. After we got out of the shower we both jumped into the bed. Indira had her back pressed into my chest. I had my dick between her legs and I had my arm wrapped around her body while I was massaging her tits and then massaging her nipples. I then kissed her on the back of her neck and said you will not be disappointed. Indira said I think I know that now. Indira then asked me will you always be able to fuck me like that. I said that was really nothing special, you just wait and see. When you want it the next time , you will be on your back as I take care of that nice ass of yours. I will also be massaging your clit at the same time. That way all or most of your pussy juice and cum will flow onto my dick that’s going in and out of your nice ass hole. Indira says WOW. So now we fell asleep in that position. Now it’s Sunday morning and I wake up Indira by massaging her nipples to hardness. She pushes that nice ass of hers into me. My dick is starting to wake up. Now indira is awake and then snakes her way down to my dick. She says hi baby to my dick , kisses it then sucks it for 7 minutes before I unload my hot cum into her wet warm mouth. Indira swallows everything. She wipes her mouth and then licks her fingers and says boy that was good. It’s clearly obvious that she likes to suck dick and really likes to suck my 7 inch black dick, and I am totally glad. She really makes up for not giving up her virginity. Between the dick sucking and the ass fucking I am gonna be a happy man. We then get up and Indira says she has to call her mother to let her know that she is alright. I then asked Indira what she wanted to do today. After we have breakfast. She said she did not know. I suggested we go to the park and rent two bicycles. Wow that would be nice she said. So after we had breakfast at the diner around the corner from my apartment we walked over to the park and rented two bikes. We road for about two hours then had lunch at an outdoor cafe. Then we road for another hour and we returned the bikes. I asked Indira to take a day off from work. She was hesitant but agreed. I told her that we could go to the aquarium on Monday. I took her shopping as she only had one change of clothes. I stopped at the liquor store and got a 12 pack of Corona beer, 4 bottles of Sutter Home White Zinfandel and a bottle of Asti Spumante. We then returned to my apartment. Indira took a shower and I gave her a fresh pair of sweatpants and a T shirt. I showed Indira how to operate my sound system. Then I too took a shower. I got into a pair of gym shorts. So we went back into the bedroom , laid on the bed and watched tv. Indira scooted up to me and push her ass right into my sleeping dick. Then she said don’t you want some more of my nice Indian ass. I said why ask me a dumb question. I then said I want to do something special to you. You mean more than what you already did. I said yes more. Wow you are good. How many woman have you made love to. I then said enough where I could learn how to please women in many ways. That explains how you were making me feel all kinds of sensations that I never felt before. Last question do you or have you had a girlfriend other than me when you got here in Hartford. I said no, too busy getting ready for work at my new job. I told Indira to take off all her clothes and just lay on her stomach. I then got the baby oil and I massaged every part of her body. I got to play with that nice big round ass of hers. I massaged her nice ass hole too. She loved that. I then said just relax. I gave her a tongue bath , all over her back. Then I kissed her on her ass, both cheeks. Then I started licking her ass. Then I circled her ass hole with my tongue. Indira was moaning out loud. Telling me that “ feels so good I love what your doing to me “. Then I took my tongue and started massaging her ass hole with the tip of my tongue. Indira went wild. She was bucking all over the bed. I then started fucking her her nice puffy ass hole with my tongue. I started rubbing her wet and now erect clit. In 5 minutes she came. I kept fucking her with my tongue. Indira was loving it. I greased up my dick with Vaseline and rubbed some on her now open ass hole. I massaged her ass hole with the head of my mushroom head dick. She loved when I did that the last time to her. I massaged her nice ass hole for 5 whole minutes that really opened up her ass hole as four inches of my dick slipped into the caverns of her ass. Now I was slowly fucking her nice ass. Soon all 7 inches was filling up her tight ass hole. I had her at my mercy again as I was pounding that nice big round ass of hers. No more moans as she was whimpering as I was really fucking her good. She ripped the sheets off the bed and clutched a lot of the sheet in her hands. Her face was deeply planted in the sheet , her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. I was fucking her better than the previous time. After 25 minutes of fucking her like this I came deep in her nice ass hole. Damn I was exhausted. Indira was not sore as I constantly put more Vaseline on her ass hole and on my dick while I was fucking her. So far I have been fucking her and not making love to her. That will come soon. Indira says wow baby I have never been fucked like that in my life. No one has even got all the way up in my ass like you. I could feel your dick in my stomach as you deep fucked me. Damn your good and I did not even suspect that you had a dick like that. A dick that big. So it is true what they say about black men having big dicks. Now I know for sure. And now I have one that I can play with anytime I want to. I then roll off of Indira’s ass. I tell her it’s shower time. I give her fresh towels , etc then she gets into the shower. I then change the sheets. I then join her in the shower. I soap up her back and scrubbed it for her. I then soaped up her tits and I started massaging them. Indira slapped my hand and said we would never get out of the shower if I continued doing that. So I stoped, washed up real quick and I got out of the shower. I left Indira in the shower. She came out of the shower 15 minutes later. When we both were in the bed , I moved down Indira’s body and slowly spread her legs wide open and feasted in her pussy for 25 minutes. She came for me 3 times and begged me to stop as she was exhausted from coming 3 times in a row. Needless to say she immediately fell asleep as she had her back to my chest and my arm wrapped around her. I covered up both of us as I too fell asleep with my dick between her legs. So it’s Monday and we’re off to the aquarium. What a nice day we had. Indira really enjoyed the aquarium and so did I. On the way back we had lobster rolls from a roadside truck. Wow they were great. Then we headed home. Once we got home, Indira got ready to leave as we both had work the next day. Indira is all set to go back home as I will drive her there. Just before I was going to open my apartment door, Indira pushed me against the door , dropped to her knees unzipped my pants pulled out my dick and started sucking it. Damn she was thirsty. She had my dick real hard in less than a minute and I shot a full load of my cum into her mouth and down her throat. Damn she was thirsty. Wow that was unexpectedly nice. I drove Indira back to her apartment and she kissed me goodbye. Then I drove home and chilled out in the living room. I said to myself what a nice weekend. So now it’s Tuesday. All I could do at work was to think about Indira. After work I did not go jogging. I had to do the laundry. Then I chilled out with a bottle of Corona beer and watched tv. At 9:00 Indira called me. I said hi baby how was your day. She said fine. Then Indira said all she could do today at work was think about how good you took care of me in the bed. I said what about out of the bed. She said you did good with that too. Indira said I missed you today while I was riding my bike. I told her that’s funny because all I could do was think about her while I was at work. As far as jogging yesterday, I had to do the laundry. Indira then laughed and said I guess we did dirty up a lot of sheets and towels. So Indira says so what did you like the most from the day’s we spent together. I like how you unexpectedly dropped to you knees and sucked my dick. I asked her what did she like. Indira said when you first fucked me in my ass with your big dick and then you unloaded all of your hot cum deep in my ass. Now that was nice. I then replied, Wow you really liked that. Indira said yes I did. You knew I liked it, I almost ripped all of the sheet off the bed as you were taking good care of my ass which you have opened up with your big dick. So are you going jogging tomorrow. Yes I will be jogging tomorrow and I hope to see you. Indira says bye baby, sleep good. So Wednesday comes and my work is done. I go home change into my jogging gear and head out to the park. Before I could finish my fist mile, Indira rides right up to me. She then says let’s sit on that bench. I then walk over to the bench as Indira walks her bike to the bench. Indira leans her bike on the bench. She then walks over to me and gives me a nice short kiss. Then we sat down on the bench. Indira said that she would like to bring some clothes to my house, so she could have a change of clothes. I told her that would be nice. I would clear out a section in the closet and a draw in my dresser. One condition though. Indira said and what is that. I said I would clear out a section of the closet for you providing you do not take over the closet. Indira then punches me in the arm and starts laughing. Then Indira says can we go there now. I said you haven’t even rode your bike yet. Indira says she is going to ride something better once we get into my apartment and she laughed again. I said that’s a great idea. I would love to feed you some more of this big dick. Indira says now that we got that settled lets go. We get to my apartment and place her bike in the living room. Indira immediately grabs a wash cloth and towel and heads to the bathroom to take a shower. Damn she did not waste any time. She must be very hungry. Well I think it’s time to break her down. I think this Friday I will start. But for now all she wants is for me to fill up that nice juicy ass of hers with some nice dick. She now knows she has a steady supply of some big dick. I give Indira a pair of my sweat pants and a T shirt. She ask me do I have any Zinfandel. I pour some for both of us. I left the bottle on he table if she wanted more. I then went to take my shower. When I got out of the shower I just had a towel wrapped around my waist. I found Indira laying in my bed watching tv and sipping wine. I drop my towel to the floor and joined her in the bed. Indira immediately moved down my body. When she was face to face with my dick , she said hi baby and kissed my dick. Then she wrapped her sensuous lips around my dick and started sucking it nice and slow. Then she asked me you like that baby. I said you know I do. Just having my dick disappear into you pretty mouth is a turn on. Indira almost has me ready to cum. I push her off of me. She gets mad as I don’t allow her to make me cum. I will give her my milk later tonight, but for now I have work to do. Indira says come on baby feed me that nice milk of yours. I tell her later tonight you’ll get it but right now I have something else in mind. Indira says OH !!! I then move to kiss Indira. We are exchanging the fluids of our mouths. I then start massaging Indira’s tits then I slip my hand under her T shirt. I am now massaging her nipples. Her nipples become very hard very fast. Indira starts to moan. I then remove her T shirt and start sucking her nipples. More moans from Indira. Indira says she needed this. I am tweaking one nipple with my fingers and sucking on the other. I start massaging her pussy over the sweatpants. I am still sucking on her nipples. I slip my hand under the waistband of her sweatpants. I am now massaging her already wet pussy. Then I start to work on her now erect clit. Indira then hugs me around my neck and shoulders. She is calling out my name and saying that is good baby. I love the way you are playing with my pussy. Then she yells out my name “Oh Ralph !“ as she cums all over my hand. Now I slide down and remove her sweatpants. Now we are both totally naked. Boy is her pussy wet. It is glistening and dripping her cum and juices down her ass and onto the sheet. I say there you go again. Wetting my bed again. Indira says you made me do it. Now I move between Indira’s legs and part her hairy pussy with my tongue to reveal her nice wet pussy slit. I started licking on one side of the folds of her pussy then the other side. Indira says that’s it eat what’s yours. I quickly ran my tongue up and down her pussy slit. Indira jumped and yelled out “OoooooOoo”. Then I trapped her clit in my mouth and started gently massaging it. I then picked up the tempo and pressure. Indira was thrashing all over the bed. She was heaving her ass up and down off the bed. All I could hear was “Oh Baby, that’s it” over and over again. Then she arched her back and shouted out my name “Oh Ralph, Oh Ralph” and she came right in my mouth. Her body was convulsing. She was out of breath. The bed was soaked. Then she said thanks baby. I now rolled Indira over on her stomach. I then started giving her a tongue bath. Indira was grinding her pussy into the sheets. I then started kissing her ass. I started licking both sides of her nice ass. I started licking around the sides of her ass hole. Indira grabbed a handful of the sheet with both hands. I then started massaging her ass hole with the tip of my tongue. Indira started moaning loudly. I continued this for 3 minutes and she loved it. Then I took some Vaseline and rubbed some on my dick. I then took some more Vaseline and rubbed it on her ass hole. Now I took my dick head and started massaging the entrance to her ass hole. I kept massaging her ass hole for 3 minutes. Her ass hole was enjoying this as it opened up in the process. Indira said stop playing and put it in. At her command 4 inches slipped in without any problem. I started a nice in and out motion. Indira was loving it. She was really grinding her pussy into the sheet as I was now fucking her good. I had all 7 inches going in and out of her nice big round juicy ass. I was giving her this dick close to 15 minutes. Then I could feel the swell of my balls. A minute later I unloaded more than a mouth full of cum in her hot tight ass hole. I shot that load while I was deep down in her pulsating ass hole. I then asked her did you like daddy’s dick. Indira said I love it. I love it baby. I did not want to tell her but my dick was covered in brown. I then said it’s shower time. I quickly got into the shower and cleaned up good. Indira took her shower after I got out. I immediately changed the stained sheet. Indira then was finished and got back into her sweatpants. We sat in the living room listening to some jazz. It was now 9:00. I said it’s time to take you home. She said I have my bike. I told her I am not going to let you ride that tonight. Leave it here and I will drive you home. Indira said ok, but before we leave you promised to let me have my milk. So Indira got down on her knees between my knees as I sat on the couch. She removed the towel from my waist and kissed my dick. Then she started licking the sides of my dick. Then she started licking then sucking my balls. Then she slowly ran her tongue up to the tip of my dick then made my whole mushroom head dick disappear in her lovely wet warm mouth. Now she was sucking my dick with criminal intent. She wanted her milk and there was nothing going to stop her. In 12 minutes she had what she wanted as I unloaded all my cum into her mouth. Indira swallowed every last drop of my hot cum. She wiped her lips with her fingers and put them into her mouth. Then she said that was good. Now we got dress so that I could drop her off at her apartment. She then kissed me good night. I told her to call me when she got into her apartment. 5 minutes later she called me and said goodnight again. Now it’s Thursday things are going smoothly at work. The day ends and just before I am ready to leave Indira calls me. She says can she go home with me. I said of course. I said what about your car. She said that she took a taxi to work today because her car was acting up. So do you want me to drop you off at your apartment. Indira said no. If it’s ok I would like to go with you. So I drove to my apartment. Indira said can I do anything for you. I said do what as if I didn’t know what she meant. I then moved to the wall unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick. Indira slowly walked towards me with a smile on her face. Indira dropped to her knees and started to suck my dick. In less than 6 minutes I flooded her mouth with my cum. As usual she swallowed everything, licked her fingers and said thanks. I asked her if she wanted to ride her bike while I jogged with her. Indira said yes, let’s do it. We get to the park she is wearing my sweatpants and sneakers that I brought for her. What a nice sight to see her ass in those sweatpants while her ass is moving from side to side as she is peddling down the path way. I then started jogging faster to keep up with her. As we hit the two mile point. I tell her to ride ahead as I have slowed down. She just peddled ahead fast then came back to me. She repeated this routine several times. Then I was finished my 5 miles. We walked back as I was rolling her bike at my side. She kept falling behind as we walked. I asked her what’s up. What are you looking at. She said your ass. She said I am going to treat you to something nice one of these days. I said don’t get no ideas nothing is going into my ass, you got it. We got back to my place and indira took a shower and I drove her home. I asked her if she needed me to pick her up in the morning for work. Indira said that would be real nice if it’s no trouble. I said how about 8:30. She said can you make it 8:00. I said why so early. Indira said she has something to do. So on Friday morning I picked up Indira in front of her apartment. I get out to open the door for her and she sits down in my car. We are driving to work and she says pull over into that parking lot. I then ask what’s going on. Indira then kisses me then unzipped my pants pulls out my dick and says good morning baby to my dick as she kisses my dick. Then she starts sucking it. In just over 10 minutes I once again give her what she wants. I think more than she asked for this time as there was some of my milk dripping down her chin this time. No problem for her. She just wiped her chin , stuck those fingers in her mouth and smiled. Wow what a way to start the work day. We arrived at work. As we got out of my car , Indira’s old boyfriend was looking at us. We then entered our work building. We got on the crowded elevator and Indira was pressed against me. It was really crowded. I then started rubbing Indira’s nice big round ass. As she got off the elevator she looked back at me and smiled. Later I called Indira and asked her does she need me to take her to the auto shop to pick up her car after work today. She says if it’s ready, yes. So Indira has called her auto mechanic and her car is ready. We drove to the auto shop and picked up her car. Indira says for me to call her later. She drives to her place and I drive to mine. I call Indira and ask her does she want to go to the movies. She says she would like to rent a movie and watch it at my place. I said if we do that I don’t how much of the movie we will see and I laughed. So Friday night Indira arrives at my place. Damn she is looking sexy. She has on black jeans and a yellow blouse. Like usual her long braided ponytail is draped over her left shoulder. She says hi baby and kisses me. She sits down on the couch. I ask her does she want something to drink. I ask her does she want to try some Asti Spumante. She says ok. I then pour us some. She says this is so sweet and bubbly. It’s ok but I like the Zinfandel better. I then tell Indira to come and sit on my lap. So she does. I then ask her do you trust me. She replied and said yes and why are you asking me that. I said you will see this weekend. Then she said so what movie are we going to watch tonight. I told her when the Chinese food arrives we will decide. She says you ordered Chinese food , nice. What did you order. I said shrimp and broccoli, roasted pork and general Tao’s chicken. Indira said that nice. Now what movie are we going to watch. I said you are going to watch me make a movie with you laying in the bed. You will be the leading star. Indira smiles and says I can’t wait. The food arrives and it was very good. I then tell her that I am going to take a shower. When I finished Indira took her shower. She came out of the shower 30 minutes later with a towel wrapped around her. I then dropped my towel and walked up behind Indira and took her towel off of her. I was now standing behind her with my hardened dick in the crack of Indira’s ass. I then wrapped her up in my arms. I then kissed her on her neck while I was massaging her tits. I then slow walked her into my bedroom. I gently laid her on my bed. I kissed her and told her to roll over onto her stomach. Then I said I will be right back. I went to play some nice slow smooth jazz sounds, after that I went to get the baby oil, Vaseline, two towels and a damp wash cloth. This will be called a Friday night special as it is time to brake Indira down. I started off by massaging her feet with baby oil. Then slowly moved upward while massaging her legs ever so gently. I spread her legs. Oh what a lovely sight to see that nice big round pretty ass of hers. Then I started the whole process over again but this time a deep massage. When that was done I ran the tips of my fingers upwards slightly brushing her inner thighs. This got a big sigh out of Indira. I repeated that upward movement with my finger tips again and once again Indira let out a big sigh. I started massaging her very upper thighs coming very close to that treasure between her legs. Just the closeness of massaging the both sides of her treasure was making indira wet. I poured some more baby oil on her nice ass. I started massaging her round ass and Indira loved that as well. I would then let my thumbs slightly brush her puffy ass hole. I kneaded and massaged her nice big round ass for 4 or 5 minutes. I pour some baby oil on the crack of her ass and massaged the crack of her ass and her ass hole. I now moved up to her neck and massaged her neck then shoulders then her upper back. Then I did her lower back and then her ass again. Then I moved up to her neck again and kissed her neck. I ran my tongue down the middle of her back then I licked my way back up to her neck again. I did this several times. Then I licked my way down the middle of her back but this time I continued licking my way down to her ass crack. I circled around her puffy ass hole with my tongue. I now had Indira moaning in the bed. I could see the muscles in her ass tightening and then loosening. Then I gave her direct stimulation with my tongue as I massaged her ass hole with my tongue. Boy did she really moan and loud too. Indira said that feels so good baby. I massaged her ass hole with my tongue for about 3 minutes. Then I started to massage around the folds of her very wet pussy. Again more moans. Then I started massaging her the outer lips of her juicy pussy. I now had Indira squirming in the bed wanting more than what I was just doing. So I got her to the heights of pleasure without letting her reach an orgasm. That was the plan. Then I told her to turn over. She said that felt really good baby. Indira did not know my overall plan and did not know what I was doing but just rolled over as I asked her to do. Now I was going to massage the front of that nice body of hers. I poured some more baby oil on her and started at her ankles and slowly repeated the same steps as I did while I massaged the back of her body. Then I once again took the tips of my fingers and ran it up her inner thighs, and once again Indira moans. Then I poured some more oil on her nice tone stomach and massaged that. Then I skipped over her breast to massage her neck and shoulders. Then I massaged then sides of her upper body. I would slightly brush the sides of her tits when I did this. Then I moved my hands from the sides of her tits then I slowly moved my hands directly over her tits. I then started massaging her tits then her already hardened nipples. I poured some baby oil on her tits and in my hands. I massaged her nipples for 5 minutes then I started licking her nipples. Indira said she is loving this special treatment. Then I started sucking her nipples. Indira was going crazy as she now had both her hands firmly wrapped around my head. She was moaning loudly and her ass was grinding in the bed. I failed to mention while I was massaging the front part of Indira’s body I was between her legs. And as I moved to massage her shoulders my dick was resting on the upper part of her wet pussy slit. Basically my dick was resting on Indira’s clit. As I moved back and forth massaging her shoulders my hardened dick was slightly massaging her clit. Now back to the part when I was sucking on Indira’s hardened nipples. So while sucking on Indira’s nipples, I took one hand and ran it up and down her wet pussy slit. Then I started massaging her nice sized clit. I had her almost ready to cum but stopped short of letting that happen. I think now my plan was succeeding. The reason I said that was Indira was heaving her ass up and down and moaning as she still had my head in her grasps. Then I stopped. I was frustrating her on purpose. Then I moved up to the side of her face and knelt there. I then fed my dick to Indira as she quickly inhaled my dick in her warm mouth. She immediately started sucking my dick with abandonment. Yes she was more than hungry. While she was playing with my dick, I played with her pussy. I purposely was not stimulating her clit. I think she was more focused on sucking my dick to make me cum than the stimulation that I was giving her pussy. She actually wanted me to feed her her supply of milk. I only let her taste some of my pre cum. When I felt I was about to cum , I took her baby bottle out of her mouth. Yes she was indeed getting frustrated. I then lightly kissed her nipples and that sent a real chill down her body as she shivered. Then I got between Indira’s legs again. I asked her that do you trust me with what I am about to do. I am not trying to take your virginity. I will take the head of my dick and just rub it on your clit and the outer entrance to your nice wet pussy. So again I will ask you do you trust me. Indira said you promise me that you will not try to fuck me and take my virginity. I then move up to Indira and kiss her. I promise baby. On my way back down to her hot wet pussy I kiss and suck on her nipples again. I licked and sucked her nipples for about a minute. Then I move back between Indira’s legs. I then leaned onto her body and started sucking her nipples again. Once again Indira grasp my head with both hands. I make sure that my dick is pressed upon Indira’s clit So while sucking Indira’s nipples for almost 4 minutes. I then took my hardened dick and ran it up and down Indira’s pussy slit. Indira immediately moved one of her hands and gripped a handful of the bed sheet. Indira let out a very very very loud moan. This I guess was the very first time Indira was feeling a nice hard hot dick touching the folds of her pussy. Especially the folds of her hot wet pussy. Now I was kneeling between Indira’s legs. I was holding my dick with one hand running it up and down Indira’s wet pussy slit. Then I would massage her clit. Then her clit came out to play. It was no longer hiding in its hood. Her clit came out to play and it was now hard and erect. I was massaging her clit with the head of my mushroom head shaped dick. Indira was loving this new sensation. Then once in a while I would take my dick and run it up and down her pussy slit a few times. Indira jumped at that strange new “pussyfied” felling. I could see her grab the sheet in her hand even harder. At the same time she moaned loudly and said baby that feels so damn good. I said I figured I would give your nice pussy a taste of my big dick. It seems you like my dick playing with your pussy. Indira said she loved it. With further massaging stimulation to her clit with the head of my dick, Indira was squirming her ass in the bed. She was moaning like crazy and grasping both her breast. I asked her do you like this big dick playing with your nice pussy. Indira said yes baby YES !!! Then Indira started calling out my name “Ralph Baby” , “Ralph Baby” over and over again. Then one loud “OH Shit, Ooooooooo” and then Indira came for the first time tonight. I could see the flow of Indira’s juices and cum oozing out of her hot pussy. Then I move up to her breast and lightly kiss Indira’s nipples. Then I kissed her. Indira then shoves her tongue into my mouth and hugs me tightly. Indira whispers in my ear and says baby that felt so so good. You have to do that more often. I said you trusted me so I could do that that to you. You see I was not going to fuck you but only was going to play with your nice pussy. I am glad you liked it, now turn your ass over. So now I got a towel , washcloth and the Vaseline. I then kissed both side of Indira’s ass. She moaned and said , baby I know what’s coming next. I said and how do you know that. Indira said because you always kiss both sides of my ass that way before you slide that big dick of yours into my ass. I did not say anything but just greased up my dick and then rubbed her nice puffy ass hole with some Vaseline too. Then I took the head of my dick and started massaging Indira’s ass hole. After 4 minutes of massaging her ass hole it opened up so that my dick head and 2 inches eased into her ass hole. This showed me that I was slowly opening up her ass hole so that my big dick could slide in much easier in the future. After another 2 minutes I had about 5 inches of my dick in her ass hole. After hearing her moan , I started to pump her ass hole. Indira was on fire. As I was fucking her ass hole really good. She was taking all of my 7 inch dick. She had both hands clutching the sheet. Her face was buried into the sheet and her pussy was grinding on the sheet. She was getting fucked , her ass hole was getting fucked and she loved it. She craved it. She needed it. I took care of her lovely ass hole for over 15 minutes. Then I felt the swell of my balls and within the next minute I came deep into Indira’s ass hole. Spurt after spurt was shot down into the depths of Indira’s ass hole. Then I collapsed onto her nice big round ass. I then kissed Indira’s neck then said I hoped you enjoyed that baby. Indira said she loved it. She also said she can hardly wait until I played with her pussy again with my dick. Then I used a wash cloth but this time she did a much better job preparing herself for the ass fucking she was about to receive. We both took a shower. Then we both got back into the bed. Friday night special part 2. So like mentioned before, we were now back in the bed. I poured us some Zinfandel and we drank and talked about what I had just done to Indira with the head of my dick on her pussy. She asked me what made me do that. I told her I wanted to let her pussy taste the dick that she will hopefully get in the future. I also said I am in no way pressuring you to take your virginity. So I see you really liked it. Indira said she loved that new strange feeling in her pussy. Indira also said can we do it again tonight. I replied yes. I also said it was good that my dick could taste your nice pussy. So with that being said. I spread Indira’s legs and immediately started licking and sucking on her pussy. Within 4 minutes her pussy was soaking wet. I had to stop because I thought she was about to cum. Indira got frustrated that I stopped. She then said why did you stop. She started complaining. I then took the head of my dick and ran it up and down her wet pussy slit. As I soon as I did that , Indira stopped complaining. Less than 15 seconds later I heard her moan and call out my name “Oh Ralph“. Indira was squirming in the bed enjoying the new sensations my dick was giving her pussy. I then started massaging her clit. Then alternated it with the up and down movement on her pussy slit. Indira was clutching her breast. She was moaning more and more. Then I got bold. I told indira I was going to do something else, trust me. She did not say anything. I then ran my dick up and down her pussy slit but on the third time going up and down I placed my dick right on her pussy hole. Indira jumped and moaned at the same time. I then went up and down her slit again. I then stopped again with my dick resting on her pussy hole. I was now also massaging her clit with my fingers. Indira was grinding her ass in the bed. Her eyes were now closed and her mouth was open. I could hear her breathing heavy as she was still moaning. I started moving my dick head in her hot wet pussy hole. Indira was once again clutching her breast. Her legs were opening and closing. Her legs were hitting the sides of my body as she was enjoying my dick playing with her virgin pussy hole. She was about to cum. Then she arched her back and up and came. When she did that my dick almost was shoved into her pussy. What a pleasure to look at the lust on her face as she was cumming. Eyes closed , mouth opened, head turn to the side. Simply lovely to watch. When she calmed down she said thanks baby. I then moved to the side of her face and once again fed her my milk. I came in 10 minutes. Then I told her to lay on top of me. I then pulled the top sheet over us. I had her warm breast pressed against my chest. I had her pussy resting on my dick and finally I had her ass cupped in my hands. I covered us up with the top sheet and we fell asleep that way. Saturday morning I was awakened only to find that my dick was in Indira’s mouth. She wanted her morning baby bottle and in less than 10 minutes she was being fed my warm milk. Boy is she greedy, but I wasn’t complaining. Hell who would. There is nothing better than to be in a nice warm Indian pussy. There is nothing better than to have your dick being sucked by a gorgeous Indian woman. Then I heard her talking to my dick, saying thanks baby and I will see you later. Indira just laid there with her face resting on my thigh. I could feel her hot breath on my dick as she was breathing. 5 minutes later she told my dick bye baby as she was going to take a shower. When Indira was finished, I too took a shower. I then asked Indira what do you want to today. She said we could go to lunch and a drive somewhere. How about this. How about I fix you some breakfast, then we go to the park with your bike and I will go jogging. Then we could go to the outside cafe around the block and have lunch. Indira said she likes my plan better. So I go to the kitchen and make some scrambled eggs , toast and bacon along with some freshly squeezed orange juice. We are now headed to the park. While jogging I still don’t mind falling behind her as she is peddling down the pathway on her bike. I can watch that nice ass moving up and down. Oh what a sight. So eventually I finished my 5 mile jog and Indira has finished riding. So we sat down on a nearby bench and talked about how I made Indira feel in the bed. Indira said that the second time my dick played with her pussy , it felt better than the first time. I told her that’s because I had my dick in her hot wet pussy hole. Indira said “Yes I know and I was afraid that you would try to fuck me at that moment. And that the pleasure your dick was giving my pussy was the best and I was no longer afraid. The only thing that mattered was your dick talking to my wet hungry pussy”. I then said I am glad you liked that. So now we went to lunch. Indira had a chicken salad and I had a burger and fries. Indira looked at me and said that stuff is going to kill you. I told her that she reminded me of an old college girlfriend name Rena. I told her she always picked out my food to eat at lunch time and dinner. Then she had to go home to her sick mother in India. Indira asked so what happened to her, she did not come back. I said no she did not and her mother never saw her again. Indira said she was so sorry to hear that. Then she said so I am not the only Indian woman you have dated. I said no your not. So you like Indian woman, I said I like pretty women especially if they have a nice ass. Indira then said suppose I didn’t have a nice ass would you have tried to start a relationship with me or even try to fuck me. You are pretty so that is your answer, having a nice is is a super bonus. Then I said enough with the if I was questions. So we finished eating lunch. Indira said she was hungry. I looked at and smiled while shaking my head. We both laughed. So we went home. As we started walking, I rolled Indira’s bike next to me as we walked back to my apartment. Indira had a glow on her face as we walked back to my apartment. I put her bicycle back in my living room. Indira went immediately to the fridge to get a bottle of Zinfandel. She opened it and poured us both a glass of wine. Then she sat on the couch and just stared at me then she put her fingers in her mouth. I have learned that when a woman does that, she is deciding something or planning something which could be good or bad. I asked Indira what she was thinking about and she said “Oh Nothing” and laughed. I said yeah right. So we took a shower her first then me. While she was in the shower I changed the bed and put on red satin sheets. I lit a strawberry scented candle and turned the lights way down. I lowered the air conditioning setting so it would not be cold. And of course I got the Vaseline from the dresser along with a two towels and a damp was cloth. When Indira got out of the shower I was laying in the bed waiting for her fine ass to join me. When she came into the bedroom she immediately dropped the towel that was around her waist onto the floor and joined me in bed. I then gave her her glass of wine. I then kissed her , she said what’s that for. I said for letting me be the one to play with your nice love holes. For letting me be the one to be able to kiss those soft lips of yours. For letting me be the one to hold that nice body of yours. For letting me be the one to play with that nice big round delicious ass of yours. For letting me the one to make you happy. Then Indira kissed me. Indira then got on top of me. We were in a 69 position. She started sucking my dick looking for her daily dose of milk. I was not going to let that happen. I was licking her nice juicy pussy and occasionally licking her ass hole. After 20 minutes of my assault on her love holes, I trapped her clit in my mouth and focused all my attention to it. 2 minutes later Indira stopped sucking my dick and was moaning loudly. 2 minutes after that she was calling out my name. Less than a minute later she grabbed my thighs calling out my name over and over as she came. Her legs were shaking and her pussy was throbbing as her pussy juices were flowing out freely, right onto my chin. I then rolled her off of me and then I moved between her legs. I immediately took the head of my dick and started massaging her pussy slit with my dick head. Indira jerked back in surprise and in the shock of instant pleasure. Then after I massaged her quivering pussy I started massaging her clit with my dick head. She was yelling out my name. “Ralph Baby” , “Ralph Baby” over and over. I did not want to make her cum yet, but just wanted to bring her to the heights of almost cumming so I stopped stimulating her clit. Then I put my dick head right on her pussy hole. I started massaging her pussy hole with my dick head. Then I moved almost a half inch of my dick into her pussy hole. She was going nuts. She was digging and grinding her ass deep into my bed. She was heaving her ass up towards me trying to get more dick. She was on fire , hotter than hot. Her body was was betraying her , her pussy was betraying her. Her hot pussy was trying to invite my big hard black dick into the deep folds of her pussy , into the gates to making her a total woman. But I could not let that happen as I had given her my word that I would not take her virginity. I then moved backwards because if I stayed in that position my dick would have been forced into her pussy and broke her hymem. If that happened it was because of her actions but it still would have been my fault. I continued massaging her pussy slit and she continued thrashing all over my bed. I then put my dick on her pushy hole again and started massaging her clit with my fingers. All I can hear is Indira saying “Oh Baby , Please don’t stop, please baby please”. I asked Indira does she like my big dick in her pussy hole. Indira says yes baby, Yes baby ,YES. Do you want me take it out. Do you want me to stop. Indira says please baby don’t stop, please. I know you want me to fuck you but I gave you my word I would not. Baby just give me a little more of your dick please baby. I kept moving my dick around her pussy hole, but eased up on stimulating her clit. Indira had both hands of hers filled with the red satin sheet she was clutching for dear life. She was breathing extremely heavy. The expression on her face told the whole story. The story of how Indira wanted me to fuck her right there and right now as her strong legs were wide open just for me. She wanted my big dick deep down in the canyons of virgin pussy. She wanted me to fuck her right now on my bed. She needed to be fucked but I could not break my word. To be honest I truly wanted to fuck her too. I kept on massaging her clit and massaged her pussy hole with my dick. Then it happened. She blasted a ton of juice right out her pussy. I could see the pulsation of her soaking wet glistening pussy. WOW. That was the hardest she has cum. I could still see her head moving from side to side. Her mouth was open and her eyes were closed. Her hands still gripping the sheet. There was a pool of her wetness on the red satin sheet. WOW. I would have given myself a pat on the back for the outstanding job I just performed. What a movie this would have made. Now Indira calmed down and called me a bastard. I said why are you calling me names. Indira said perfectly well why I called you a bastard. “You knew that once you put your big dick in my pussy hole that I would go wild. You knew that I would be at your mercy. You knew at that point you could have done anything to me and I would have agreed”. Baby I gave you my word and I kept it. I did not try to fuck you. Damn I was tempted by you even though I wanted to fuck you right there. Your legs were wide open and your pussy was demanding that I fucked you. But I kept my word. I did not do what I desperately wanted to do. Indira said forget it. Don’t do that again. Don’t make me beg to get fucked when you intentionally got me hot like that. I actually think you planned this. Just don’t do it again. I tried to put my arms around her but she wasn’t having it. I tried to kiss her but she wasn’t having it. All that I could do was talk to her. At least she was listening to me. I then said I am sorry baby. I then said what can I do to make this right. She said “nothing. I just need you to make love to me and stop the just fucking me routine. I need both. And it seems that you are just fucking me”. I said look I would still love you even if we did not have sex. Indira said stop lying I know you want your big dick way up in my virgin pussy. Yes that is true but I told you I would not take your virginity unless you gave it to me. How could I not want to make love to you and open up that beautiful juicy pussy of yours. But I gave you my word. Indira then moved over to me on the bed then kissed me. Then she said don’t do that shit any more. Once again I said sorry. I then hugged her. I also said sometimes I was making love to you but when my dick got up in that nice ass of yours I just turned that into a hard core fuck. I am use to making love when I have my dick in some good pussy. Then I can kiss and play with the tongue. I can also look you in the eyes and talk some nice sexy hot shit. So I have to learn to do that while I am deep in your sweet ass. Indira says shut up and kiss me. I asked her what do you want to do now. Indira said what do you mean. Anyway I want you to finish what you started and fuck me. I said what !!!!! She said no stupid not there , I want you to fuck me in my sweet ass as you put it. I put Indira on her back. Then I moved to kiss her. We played tongue tag for 4 minutes. While doing this I was massaging her tits mainly her nipples. Then I moved to kiss, lick and suck on her nipples. I did that for 4 minutes. Somewhere around the 4 minute mark and started massaging her nice hot wet pussy. Indira pussy was totally wet. I started massaging her already erect clit. After 5 minutes of massaging her clit , I moved down between Indira’s legs and parted her hairy pussy slit with my tongue. My tongue immediately went up and down her pussy slit a few times. I now slowly moved to pleasure her erect clit. I circled her clit a few times teasing her. I licked her clit with the tip of my tongue. Indira was moaning my name. Then she was moaning “Oh Baby” a few times as she was grinding her ass in the bed. Then I went in for the kill. I trapped her clit in my mouth and started flicking my tongue on her clit. Then I started sucking her clit. I had Indira squirming in my bed. Then I started moving the tip of my tongue on the bottom of her clit. In less than a minute Indira flooded my mouth with her cum and juices. I kept my mouth on Indira’s clit. I just kept my tongue still only applying a little pressure. I kept it there for 4 minutes just rubbing her stomach and her tits. Around the 3 minute mark she started moaning again. At the 4 minute I attacked her clit again. I once again had her clit trapped in my mouth. This time I sucked her clit real hard. Indira came in 2 minutes. Then I move up to kiss her. She licked all of her juices off my face then we played tongue tag. I was laying on her and my dick was pressed against her still sensitive clit. Indira said now that’s more like it baby. Then I told her to turn over. I reached for the Vaseline and then I kissed both sides of her nice ass. I now put some Vaseline on my Dick and on her ass hole. I stoked my dick about 5 times and put it right on Indira’s greased up puffy ass hole. I started massaging her ass hole with the head of my dick. Indira liked when I did that to her. Her ass hole opened up to accept my dick as they have become good friends. In 2 minutes, just like hat I had 4 inches of my dick in Indira’s sweet ass. This is what she wanted. In another minute I had all 7 inches in the depths of her ass hole. Boy this was a big difference compared to the first time I slid my dick up in that tight ass hole. Boy I have opened up that nice hole. But still not the way I wanted to. But that time will come. Anyway I had to remember to make love to her ass and not turn it into a hard core ass fucking. So I pumped her nice ass about 10 times and hearing her moan, I then leaned forward to kiss her. First on the back of her neck, then on the her ear, then on the side of her face. Then her neck again. During this time I was just grinding on her ass. Then I move backwards. I then continued fucking her with about 20 strokes. Now I had her grinding her leaking pussy into the sheet. Now I started some deep slow fucking strokes. I could see Indira clutch a handful of the red satin sheet. Then I moved up on her ass. Now I was riding her ass as I was fucking her for at least 10 minutes. I picked up the pace. I was pounding her ass real good. Then she started yelling out my name “Ralph , Baby , Ralph, that’s it fuck me baby , fuck me, oouu baby fuck me, just like that , fuck me”. Then all I heard was her yell out DAMN as she came. I still pounded her ass for another 6 minutes and then I unloaded my hot cum into her now loose ass hole. Damn I must have been fucking that nice ass of her for over 30 minutes and she loved it. Damn so did I. Then I got the wash cloth and wiped my dick and around her ass hole then I leaned on her back and kissed her neck then said I hope you like how I made love to you while I was deep down in that nice ass hole of yours. I know you also liked when I just started fucking you. Yes baby you fucked me better than any other man has. And you made love to me way better than any other man has. Then she kissed my arm. Then Indira said let’s take a shower and get back into the bed. I just need you to hold me tight. So we take our showers and when I got back into the bedroom I did not have to change the sheets. She has now gotten very good at preparing for her deep ass fucking. (You see I was reaching way up in that nice ass of hers where others could not reach. So with me her preparations had to be different). Then she joined me in bed. She was laying on my chest. She was also playing with my dick as she talked to me. I stopped her because I knew what she was after. I positioned her back to my chest and my dick was between her legs and my arm was around her body fondling her tits. I kissed her on the back of her neck. She squeezed my hand as I was still fondling her tits. I then drew the top sheet over us and we both drifted into the night. So now after 7 months of our relationship. Indira and I are in the park. Her riding her bicycle and me jogging. Then she stops riding her bike walks over to the bench , leans her bike on the back of the bench and waits for me to catch up. When I get there she kisses me and then tells me that she loves me. I said damn it’s about time you told me. I truly love you too, I just wanted to hear you say it first. I have loved you now for over 4 months. Then she punches me and say why didn’t you tell me. Don’t be mad but it’s a guy thing. Sorry. Then she kisses me and we play tongue tag right in the the middle of the park without a care. I asked Indira did she want to go back to the apartment and celebrate our love. No we can do that this weekend. So at that point she resumed riding her bike and I started jogging again. I finished my 5 miles and then we went back to the apartment. It was Thursday I asked Indira if she wanted to take Friday off with me. She immediately said sure. We haven’t taken a day off from work for either of us in 4 months. When we got back she drove home and got some clothes. She told her mother that she was going to stay at Ralph’s apartment. Her mother said when are you going to introduce Ralph to me. She said soon. Then she drove back to my place. So now we have 3 whole days to play. I order some Indian food that I have to go and pick up. I told her that I would be right back as I have to pick up the Indian takeout. She said you ordered Indian food. I said yep. So she said what did you order. I said Tandoori Chicken, Chana Marsala and Samosa. Indira said WOW. Then I told her that the Samosas were two types. There was 2 lamb Samosas and 2 potatoes Samosas. Indira said where did you learn all of that. Remember I told you I had an Indian girlfriend before you. Your not the first Indian to taste this dick. I hope though you are the last. Indira said with that comment, I don’t know if I should punch you or kiss you. So I went to pick up the food. It took a total of 20 minutes. When I got back Indira was just getting out of the shower. I put all of the food on the table. I then took my shower. When I got out of the shower Indira had heated up the food and placed it on the table. It was time to dig in. I fed Indira one of the lamb samosas. She loved it. As she loved the rest of the food. That was a great meal. Indira said she never went to that restaurant before. Now we went into the bedroom, laid down in the bed side by side holding each other as we watched tv. We had more Zinfandel to drink while watching tv. Now it was 10:30 and we talked about a few things but I wanted her to tell me what prompted her to tell me she loved me today and why not a few months ago. Indira said “One day I was day dreaming at work. The thought of having a good man with a big dick and knew how to use it , a good job and treats me like a queen. I said what am I doing here. I know I love him. I know that I want to give him my most treasured possession. So what am I doing “. I said wow you had some day dream. You said you know that I was the man you were going to give your most treasured possession to. May I ask what treasure might that be. Indira said guess stupid. I said your heart. She said you already have that. Then I said would that be the treasure between your legs that you have guarded so carefully. Yes you dummy. Hold up so you want me to take your virginity. Indira said whenever you want. Damn baby. I gave her one very passionate kiss. Indira said remember it’s yours when you want to take it. What about birth control. Indira said she started taking some pills 2 weeks ago. Then Indira asked me what if I wasn’t taking birth control pills would that make a difference. Are you indirectly asking if I want kids with you. If that is what your asking, 3 would be just fine. As long as they look like you. Indira then punches my arm and kisses me. She said 3 wow. That’s a handful. I said not a handful for us together. Indira kissed me again. Then she eased her way down my body and until she reached her friend. Indira was now face to face with the sleeping giant. my sleeping dick. Indira said hi baby. It’s time for you to wake up. Then she kissed my sleeping dick. Then she kissed my dick again. Now she started licking the head of my dick with the tip of her tongue. Then she said hi baby as my dick stood up to say hello. Then Indira started licking the sides of my dick. My dick was now almost 7 inches. Then in one quick move that made me jump she inhaled my dick in her mouth. I never saw that before , at least not like that. Damn that was good and she was only starting. Indira was sucking my dick with a lot of passion, but I knew what she wanted. I was not going to deprive her of that this time. I normally would deprive her my cum this early in a session as I always satisfied her first. Tonight I would let her have her way. I would feed her. I would let her have her milk. She was sucking my dick knowing that I had reached the point of no return. She knew she was going to get my hot cum as my dick was going to explode in her warm mouth. And so it was that after 10 minutes of sucking my dick , I shot load after load , spurt after spurt , drop after drop into her hungry mouth. She swallowed everything, nothing went to waste, not one drop. Indira laid there , her face resting on my thigh. She was just talking to my dick, saying thanks baby , I love you and I am soon going to introduce you to a new friend. Then she kissed my dick again. Then she started sucking my sensitive dick trying to extract the remaining cum that was still in my dick canal. This sensation was driving me crazy. I almost had to push her off of me. Then just like that she said bye baby, I’ll see you later. Damn that was a fantastic blow job. One of the best I ever had. Damn she was good. One day I will ask her when was the first time she gave someone a blow job, but dare not ask too soon. lol. I now return the favor as I have now been between Indira’s legs playing with her pussy for almost 12 minutes. Then she cums for me. I stayed at the camp site of her pussy just stimulating it a little with only pressure (no movement). After I see she is ready for more I trap her clit in my mouth and alternate between sucking her trapped clit real hard and trapping her clit and flicking the tip of my tongue on the bottom of her clit. Needless to say Indira came for me in 4 minutes. Then I too laid on her thigh as I blew warm air onto her throbbing pussy and her still erect clit. Then I told her nice love box that I had something for her that she was dying to have. I now moved up to lay at Indira’s side. Indira says so now your having conversations with my pussy and laughs. So now Indira wants me to finally let my dick talk to her virgin pussy and she says anytime I want to take it, it’s yours. I wanted to get up in that pussy of hers the first time I saw her. The first time I played with her pussy, I knew if it was the last thing I did in my life, I wanted to get up in that sweet tasting treasure between her legs. Her juicy love box. It would soon be time to take what’s mine. It was time to deflower my love. I have to make this special for her. So while talking and watching tv in the bed, Indira fell asleep resting her head on my chest. I pulled the top sheet over us and we both fell asleep. Friday morning I got up real early and went to Macy’s Department Store. I brought a black satin sheet set, a vanilla scented candle, a red light bulb and some men’s cologne. I then stopped at the local florist and purchase some rose peddles. My last stop was to get breakfast for us. I got back to the apartment just as Indira was getting out of the shower. I quickly put the bags away. I told Indira that I brought breakfast for us. As Indira came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her, I moved to her and gave her a kiss of love. Indira said that was nice , but a word of caution to you. Don’t you ever get out of the bed with me without kissing me , fucking me or licking and sucking my pussy. I said sorry baby. Then she said so what’s for breakfast. I then took the towel from around her waist , kissed her and led her to the bedroom. I gently pushed her onto the bed , spread her legs wide open. I quickly moved between her legs and devoured her pussy she came for me in 4 minutes. Now I was sucking her nipples for 5 minutes. Then I moved back down to her soaking wet pussy. I then again devoured her sweet pussy just like the last time. Indira was moaning the first time I went down on her minutes ago, but this time she was howling like crazy. I am glad it was not late at night or else the neighbors would have been pissed off. Indira came for me again. The bed sheet was totally soaked. I kissed Indira and she quickly lapped up all her juices and cum that was all over my nose , mouth and chin. I then got up as she stayed in the bed a little longer to recover from my assault on her pussy. As I am going out of the bedroom, Indira says so what’s for breakfast. I said I just ate mine and it was nice and juicy. Indira said stupid I mean real food. I said you have two breakfast sandwiches and some green tea. There is also some strawberries and sliced cantaloupe. Indira said that’s real nice and said thanks. I said you can thank me later. While Indira was eating her breakfast, I said we are going bike riding. We will leave your bike here and drive down to the end of the park and rent two bikes. Then we will have lunch at the outside cafe. Then ride the bikes a little longer. Then go back home, order some take out for dinner and just chill out. Indira said that sounds like a good plan for the day. We had a great time. We got some Mexican food and once again we were back in my apartment. Indira put the food in the refrigerator. I asked Indira did she want some Zinfandel. She said yes. So I poured some wine for both of us. I said I wanted to take a shower hoping that Indira would take her shower after me. Once I was finished taking my shower I went to play some slow smooth jazz and took a sip of my wine. Then I started to execute my plan once I was sure Indira had gotten into the shower. First I change the sheets putting on the black satin sheet. Next I exchanged the light bulb with the red light bulb. Then I put the vanilla scented candle in the room and lit it. Lastly I put a trail of rose peddles from the bathroom to the bedroom. In addition to that I sprinkled some of the rose peddles onto the satin sheets. I then got the bottle of Zinfandel and both of our glasses of wine and placed them on the night table. I then got the Vaseline, two towels and two damp washcloths. Then I got a pack of baby wipes. I also got the baby oil and oiled up my entire body. Finally I rubbed my newly purchased cologne all over my body. I even put some of the pillows, and a little on the sheets. I lowered the lights and got into the bed. Now I was laying on my back sipping a little wine. Indira was finished with her shower and dried off. She open the bathroom door and immediately saw the trail of rose peddles on the carpet and followed them into the bed room. Once she got to the bedroom door she smiled and said Oh My god !!! Then said WOW !! She dropped the towel that was wrapped around her as she approached the bed. She then crawled into the bed and cuddle up next to me and said this is real nice baby. You continue to surprise me. I then told Indira to turn her ass over so that I can play with that nice ass of yours. Indira says “OK Boss”. I get the baby oil and massaged her feet and her legs. Now I am sitting on top of her thighs. I pour more baby oil in my hands and some oil on her back. I am massaging her back and my dick is slightly massaging her damp pussy slit. I move up and am now sitting on her nice round hot ass massaging her shoulders and her upper back. Each and every time I move to massage her shoulders and her shoulder blades, my dick moved forward to tickle her ass hole. I can feel her ass jump each time my dick head brushes against her puffy ass hole. Now I ran my tongue up and down the middle of her back several times. The last time down the crack of her ass. Down to her ass hole. Then I circled around her ass hole with the tip of my tongue. Indira can hardly control herself as I am now massaging her ass hole with my tongue. She is gasping as she moans out my name. She is breathing heavy. I can see the muscles in her ass tense up, then relax. She wants more and she will get more but not just yet. I continue to massage Indira’s puffy ass hole which has now opened up for more of my tongue. I continue massaging her ass hole but depriving her the length of of my hot tongue. Then I get the Vaseline, greased her ass hole and greased my erect dick. I then stroke my dick 4 times and place my dick head right on Indira’s slightly opened ass hole. So with one good push, her ass hole accepts 5 inches of my dick. Indira lets a yell which is partially pain and partially pleasure. Then it turns to pure pleasure as I am now massaging the inside of Indira’s ass with my 7 inch dick. I am fucking her nice ass with a steady piston like pounding. Indira’s pussy is grinding into the sheet. Yes I have opened up her puffy ass hole to take my big dick easily. She loves the way I take care of her that way. I loved to hear her crying as I had all of my 7 inch dick up in that nice ass hole of hers. I loved to hear her cry with pleasure as I fucked that nice big round ass of hers. After actually making tears come from eyes while fucking her for 20 minutes, the swell of my balls was coming on strong. Then it happened. I unloaded a ton of my cum deep into Indira’s ass hole. We were both exhausted. We were both spent. I could still hear Indira whimpering as I withdrew my dick out her throbbing ass hole. Indira laid listlessly in the bed spread eagled partially covered with rose peddles. What a sensuous sight. Then I took the damp wash cloth and wiped around her ass hole and slightly in it. I then wiped my dick real good and used some baby wipes. Then the other damp washcloth. Finally I used some baby wipes on Indira’s ass hole. I poured some baby oil on her ass hole and massaged her ass and her ass hole for less than a minute. Then I poured some baby oil in my hands and rubbed it all over my dick. Now I slapped Indira on her ass and told her to turn over. She was still whimpering from the great ass fucking that she just got. She looked at me with a face of contentment showing me that she had completely surrendered her whole body to me. I would later learn that when I heard Indira’s cries as I was fucking her in her ass as tears ran down her face, that she actually came for the very first time of being fucked in her ass. So now Indira is laying on her back looking at me. She has one finger slightly in her mouth , her eyes glowing and the bliss that is filling her face is indescribable. She was showing me that she appreciated the masterful fucking she just got. Like I said, she told me that is was the first time in her entire life that she came by only being fucked in the ass. I moved across her goose bumped body to kiss her soft voluptuous lips. Indira shoved her tongue into my mouth. We played tongue tag and exchanged our fluids. Then I kissed her neck then I moved down to her breast. I kissed both breast then I licked around her nipples. Then with one hand I as tweaking and pinching the other nipple. I heard a slight moan from Indira. Both nipples had now hardened. Then I started sucking her nipples. A louder moan came from Indira as she grasped my head with one of her hands. At this point I started massaging the wet slit of her pussy. I could feel her nice ass rocking in the bed. Her strong legs also started rocking. Her legs were opening and closing as I massaged her hot pussy. Louder moans came from Indira. I could hear the wetness coming from her soaking pussy. I could feel the wetness from her soaking wet pussy running down her ass. Now I moved down between her legs. I parted the wet hair on her pussy slit with my tongue and started licking up and down. Indira was moaning loudly. Then I licked her whole clit starting from the underside bottom, right to the top of her clit. Indira immediately jumped. As Indira jumped and moaned she grabbed my head with both hands and forced my face into her hot, wet pussy. Damn I could not breath for awhile as my face was buried in the folds of her pussy. While I was trapped in the folds of pussy, all I could see was the darkness but I could smell the tantalizing scent of her pussy fluids. I continued my assault on her love hole. I had her clit trapped in my mouth as I sucked it and was licking her clit with the tip of my tongue. Indira was squirming in the bed. Squirming on the black satin sheets. Then she came for me. I could feel her cum and juices dripping down my nose , mouth, chin and beard. My beard was actually soaked with the smooth liquids expelled from her love hole. She was thrashing all over the bed as she released my head with her hands and grabbed a handful of the sheets with both hands. Then she heaved her body upwards as she arched her back. All along she was calling out “Oh Baby” over and over again and she finally came. There was just one very loud word that escaped her mouth. “RALPH !!!!” Then her body plopped back onto the bed. She was breathing heavy and gasping for air. Now I got on top on indira holding my weight up with my elbows. I kissed her and she grabbed me and returned the kiss. Then indira lapped up all of her juices from my face. She even started licking my beard. As she was doing this I had my dick resting on her erect clit. I was slightly massaging her clit with my dick by grinding on her hot wet erect clit. Now I reached back and took my dick and started massaging her pussy slit with my dick. Indira moaned and hugged me with both hands as she still played tongue tag with me. Indira had both her thighs squeezing the sides of my body. I then moved my dick to her pussy hole. Indira’s gasped for air as she moaned loudly and called out my name. I started massaging her pussy hole with the head of my mushroom head dick. Indira had stopped kissing me as her head was turned to the side. Her mouth was open and her eyes were closed. I then quickly put some Vaseline on my dick. I then took my dick and ran it up and down her pussy slit and around her clit. She was on fire, her pussy was burning up. And once again, like once before, I had her hotter than hot. She started cumming for me again. As Indira was cumming I took my dick and put it on her soaking wet pussy hole. In one move I shoved my whole dick into Indira’s pussy. She let out a scream that could be heard all over our apartment building floor. She was in pain as she was cumming if you can imagine that. I had busted her hymen. I had opened up her heavenly pussy gates to womanhood. Yes I could feel the hot burst of blood mixing with her juices , cum and the Vaseline that was on my dick. My rock hard dick was still going in and out of her hot pussy. I kept fucking her. She had me in a tight bear hug. Her legs were wrapped around my ass. She had her legs around my ass and they were locked with her feet. Yes I was fucking my baby. Indira had the side of her face pressed into the sheets. Her mouth was open and her eyes were closed. I could see tears running down her face. I then kissed the side of her face. I kissed away some of her tears. There was just the remnants of her whimpering. She was gasping for air. Then there was a moan , then another. I was steadily digging for goal in that tight pussy of hers. I could feel the hot walls of her throbbing pussy crushing my pussy slaying 7 inch dick. More moans came from Indira’s mouth as she occasionally bit her lips. Yes the cry of pain, turned into a whimper. The whimper turn into silence. The silence turned into a moan. Then I could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Deep breaths followed by louder moans. Then Indira kissed me and wanted to play tongue tag but I moved away after the initial kiss. I started grinding on her pussy and clit. I could feel her digging and grinding her ass into the black satin sheets. She was taking this dick like the grown woman she was. Yes she cried at first , but that crying turn to a whimper, then that whimper turn to a moaning, then that moaning turned to pure raw lust. Then she came for the first time by having a dick massaging the inner walls of her virgin pussy. Indira was now taking the dick fucking good. She was clawing me in my back with her finger nails. She had her legs locked around my ass and she was fucking me back. Indira was heaving her nice ass upwards to meet the thrusts of my pussy coated juiced up dick. Indira said “Baby this feels so good. I love the way your big dick feels in my virgin throbbing pussy. It hurt at first but that pain turn to , well you know what it turned to. Now you are still fucking me and I feel another orgasm coming. Keep fucking me just like that. Make this pussy yours just like you made my ass hole yours. You know you own my ass hole. Do the same to my pussy , make it yours”. So I listened to Indira and keep giving her the dick the same way. Five minutes later she came for me again. Damn I looked at indira and all I could see was the whites of her eyes. Her eyes have rolled to the back of her head. I could see saliva running out the side of her mouth. She still had the black satin sheets clutched in both hands. Her breasts were heaving as she continued to breath hard. Yes I took what she told me I could take. She told me that I could claim her virgin pussy and believe me I took it. I took it with the intent of owning it and in the process I loved doing it. Yes I made love to my baby , but I also fucked her like I fucked no other. Through all of that I was still fucking her, not just making love to her. It seems that I was fucking her for 15 to 20 minutes. Then I felt the swell of my balls as I too was about to cum. Two minutes later I came deep in Indira’s virgin pussy. As I was cumming I called out Indira’s name “Dira, Dira Baby”. I made a deposit in a bank that I now owned. I flooded her tight pussy with my hot creamy cum. I could feel her pussy pulsating on my still erect dick. I had fucked her balls deep. I knew it would take more fucking to open up that tight pussy of hers, just the way I opened her nice puffy ass hole. Damn that tight pussy felt good. Then I laid on Indira and used my elbows to keep most of my weight off of her. My chest was pressed against her nice warm firm tits. I then kissed her on her neck and she released the handful of sheet that she was clutching. Then she grasped my hand. Indira then said “thanks baby, thanks for making love to me and then fucking me. I am truly glad that you are the one that took my virginity. I never felt anything like that. I could feel my muscles trying to keep your nice dick in me when you were on the out stroke. I felt your dick tickling the walls of my pussy sending chills up and down my spine. I even felt you hitting my cervix once in a while. Then I felt the hot spurts of your cum hitting the walls of my pussy and my cervix. Damn baby you never made love to me or fucked me like that before”. Once again I kissed Indira. Now I moved to lick her nipples. I slight brushed her nipples with the tip of my tongue. Indira jumped as that made her shiver as she moaned. I looked at my dick and it was covered in white and red. Then I rolled off her nice ass and laid down facing her. I then kissed her and once again we were playing tongue tag. Swapping our juices. She broke off the kiss and just looked at me with her eyes sparkling with joy. Then she said baby I love you. I love what you do for me and to me. Baby just one request I want you to clean up so that you can feed me my bottle. So with that I rushed to the bathroom and cleaned up my dick and the surrounding areas. No sooner that I got into the bed, Indira swooped down my body to my dick. She said hi baby , I told you I had a new friend for you to meet. I hope you liked her. Then Indira kissed my dick and started sucking it. She sucked my soft spent dick until it got hard again. Indira sucked my dick with one goal in mind. Ten minutes later she got what she wanted as I exploded in her lovely warm mouth. As usual she swallowed every last bit. Then she wiped her mouth with her fingers and then suck those too. Then kissed my dick and said bye baby. Now I told Indira to lay on top of me. Her breast were spread all over my upper chest. Then Indira said baby while you were making love to me and fucking me, as you were cumming, you called me Dira. I said sorry. Then Indira said don’t be sorry , I like that name. That is what her father use to call her. So are you saying that I can call you Dira. Yes baby you can call me Dira. She also said WOW baby we have been in this bed close to 4 hours. I said yep your right. I am not done with you yet. It’s been 20 minutes since I flooded your virgin love hole. Now I want to get deep down into the depths of your tight pussy and massage your cervix. I want you to feel the full length of my dick as I am making love to you. So let me do what I do. Relax and lay back in the bed. I will first make love to you in the missionary position. Then I will let you feel the full wrath of my dick by fucking you in the doggie position. Indira said you promise. Dira you know one of the things I like best in you. I can talk about sex or during us having sex and use raw language. Also you respond the same. Dira says she would sound funny saying penis, vagina , buttocks, intercourse etc. Then we both laughed. Dira then says ok enough talk get back to work. Baby this ain’t work. Now I am laying on Dira supporting my weight on my elbows. I then kiss Dira. We are now playing tongue tag. I am grinding my dick on top of Dira’s clit. I know that she is feeling my dick massaging her clit. I can feel her ass undulating beneath me. She is grinding her pussy on my hardened dick. Then I adjust my dick. It is now sliding up and down her pussy slit. I am doing this for 1 to 2 minutes. Dira hugs me and cries in my ear “baby please put it in”. So I was sliding up and down hoping that my dick would find the entrance to Dira’s lovely hole. But that did not work. So I raised up a little and put the head of my dick right on Dira’s pussy hole. Then Dira let out a big sigh. I started working my way into her hot wet pussy, nice and slow. Dira was getting impatient and she wanted all of my dick ASAP. She was heaving her ass up to get fed more dick. I did not want to hurt her so I pulled back a little. Dira was getting frustrated , she wanted the dick NOW. I then told her let me do the work , I don’t want to hurt you. Dira said then hurry up. I then started grinding on her pussy hole. Every 20 seconds or so her pussy would open up a little more. Dira was crying out “baby please fuck me now, come on baby fuck me”. Now I had 4 inches of my dick in. Now I could give her what she wanted, some good hot dick. I started pumping my dick into her soaking wet pussy. Yes it was soaking wet. I was getting up into that nice tight pussy of hers. Dira was crying with joy. I moved to kiss her and we once again played tongue tag. I could feel her pulsating pussy on my dick as I made love to her. I could feel her breast heaving up and down on my chest. Yes I was giving her what she wanted. Dira was breathing heavy and hugging me very tight. I was making love to her for over 10 minutes. Now it was time to start fucking her. First I started making the transition from making love to fucking by just grinding and humping her pussy. I wanted to get all the way up in that tight pussy of hers nice and slow , nice and deep. I was hitting her cervix. Dira was going crazy. She wrapped her legs around me as I then started fucking her faster. Dira yelled out my name. I was now fucking her hard and fast. This way I wasn’t hitting her cervix yet but it did not matter. Then Dira grabbed my wrist. I looked at her. Her mouth was open and her eyes closed. I kept pounding her nice love hole. Now I was finally hitting it again. I was hitting her cervix on every down stroke. Dira was now saying “baby” over and over again. Then she came for me. Her ass was thrashing all over under me. Her pussy was convulsing under me. She dug her fingernails into my wrist. Yes she came all over my dick. I continued fucking her with this jack hammer. She loved the pounding. Heck I did not even have to change to doggie style to get deep down into her lovely pussy. I could now hear a sloshing sound coming from her wet pussy. I fucked her like this for 15 more minutes. To my surprise she came again. She was trying to talk but she was breathing too hard and gasping for air. I could feel the muscles in her tight pussy gripping my dick as she came. At one point I couldn’t move my dick as her pussy had almost a clamp on it. Then when she exhaled her pussy muscles released my dick. I looked at Dira and her face said it all. She had the look of being content and totally satisfied. Her face had a radiating glowing look. I did what I was supposed to do. Then Dira reached up and grabbed my neck and pulled me towards her. She kissed me very passionately and then we played tongue tag again. Dira then said WOW BABY. Then kissed me again. I just laid there with my still hard dick in her throbbing wet pussy. I told her I am not going to give it to her doggie style tonight. I don’t want to get out of this good pussy. I just want to lay on you keep my hard dick in you and slowly fuck you. So I started grinding and humping her wet pussy. She was loving the deep penetration. I was hitting her cervix in slow motion every third stroke (grind , grind , hump). Once again Dira wrapped her legs around my ass. She now has me in a bear hug as I continued digging for gold. She is getting fucked in slow motion. Her fingernails are now biting my back. I have been giving it to her this way for 5 minutes. I am whispering all kinds of dirty erotic stuff in her ears. Then I feel the grips of her claws as she is now cumming again. This was so sensuous that I too can now feel my balls tightening up. Then 3 minutes after Dira came , I came. There was that explosion in her tight pussy that shot 4 powerful spurts of my cum hitting her cervix. Then I collapsed onto Dira’s body. I was breathing heavy, my arms were shaking. I was exhausted. Dira put her arms around me and kissed the back of my neck. Then she started rubbing my head. Then she said thank you baby. Dira then said this was so satisfying, the feeling of having your pussy full then empty then full then empty then full, WOW. I laid on her for a few minutes. Her body was so warm. I did not want to get up but I could no longer support my weight with my tired arms. I did not want to crush her so I rolled off to the side of her. Dira then eased down my body. She came face to face with my dick. She then said hi baby to my dick. Then she said thanks for the good job. Then she kissed my dick then came back up to me. I then said I am glad you two can get along ok. Dira said yep we are good friends. We both laughed. I thought to myself , damn I love this nice warm Indian pussy. Then she pulled up the top sheet to cover both of us and we drifted off to sleep. Now it’s Saturday morning it seems like we both over slept. What a night. I then kiss Dira on her forehead but she is still deep in sleep. I then move down to her breast I start nibbling on her tits. Now I am gently licking and sucking her nipples. Dira moans but is still sleeping. Still sleeping, Dira opens her legs a bit wider. I then put some Vaseline on my entire dick. I now move between Dira’s legs. I stroke my dick until it gets hard. I then take my dick and start rubbing on Dira’s damp pussy. I am rubbing her pussy slit with the head of my dick. I can hear the moans coming from Dira while she is still sleeping. I can see the glistening from Dira’s now wet pussy. I now had my mushroom head dick head on Dira’s pussy hole. I am giving her pussy hole just the head of my dick using a slight in and out movement. Dira moans as her legs open wider. I now have my dick head plus an inch in Dira’s pussy. I am really moving nice and slow. Now Dira is aware that her pussy is being played with. She wakes up and says that’s nice baby. I see that Dira is awake so I give her more dick. Now she has at least 5 inches of my dick in her very warm pussy. Now I am giving it to her good. I have all 7 inches going in and out of her, servicing her pussy. Dira is moaning then wrapped her legs around my ass. She is now hugging me. I am giving her some good morning wake up dick and she is loving it. Now I slow the pace down and I am giving her some nice slow deep dick. I am hitting her cervix. Dira now locks her legs with her feet. She wants to keep me in this position. The tip of my dick is constantly massaging her cervix. I can feel her grip on me tighten. Her strong legs have now locked me in place. Then her fingernails start digging into me again. I start humping and grinding on her. Her cervix and now her clit are being massaged. Then my baby cums for me. Dira’s mouth is wide open as she is breathing heavily on the side of my face. Still breathing heavy Dira kisses me. She says did I tell you that I love you baby. I loved the way you have woken me up. I love the way you are opening up my pussy , just like you did my ass hole. I then said yes I know , it’s getting easier to get all the way up in that nice hot juicy pussy of yours. Ok baby let me finish. I then start pounding her love box. In 5 minutes I then cum deep down in her nice pussy. I know that my hot cum is blasting away at her cervix. I know that she can feel that. Dira said as much. Dira said “I can feel those spurts hitting my cervix. It also feels real hot. She says what a way to start the day. I love you baby”. Dira has milked me all morning and afternoon. As I have tried to put out the fire that is burning between her legs. What a way to spend half the day in bed. So it’s 3:00 in the afternoon. I told Dira that we have to get out of this bed now. Dira said “not so fast buddy. I want more milk”. I said I just fed you. Dira said come on baby feed me. I then said ok but after that we’re out of the bed. Dira said ok. So Dira milked me. She has now been rated by me to have pro status in giving blow jobs. Damn she is good. When my dick is not fully erect, she can suck my dick and lick my balls at the same time. It’s been 2 months since Dira’s virginity was served to me on a silver platter. I have opened up that sweet pussy of hers. My dick fits perfectly in her once tight pussy. Dira can now inhale my dick in her pussy. I have made her dependent on my dick. She cannot go two days without having a fix. I have come to the conclusion that she has the prettiest pussy I have ever seen. She certainly has the strongest pussy, muscle wise. Even after 8 months I still occasionally want to give her some dick twice a day. Dira is more than willing to accept my advances. She simply looks at this as a bonus day as I give her that additional boning. Boy she loves having me between her legs. It’s now been a year since Dira let me into her life. Let me into her most treasured possession. I came home one day with Dira and once in my apartment she tells me to sit down. Dira tells me that she is pregnant. I said wow how did that happen. Dira laughs and said how do you think it happened. Baby I did not mean that , I thought that you were taking birth control pills. Baby that is so nice. I dropped to me knees and kissed her stomach. My baby is having a baby. Then I leaned upwards and kissed Dira. I was so happy that tears started flowing from my eyes. Dira hugged me. Baby you don’t know how happy I am. Dira said calm down baby. I then kiss Dira’s hand. Dira then says we have to get a larger place. Ralph says he will talk to his friend in the management office. I will ask him to see about getting us a two bedroom apartment. Dira says that would be good. I then said sorry baby, did you want a house. Dira says thanks but that is to much work. The two bedroom apartment will do just fine. So with a 750 dollar bribe to my friend. I had a two bedroom apartment in 3 months. I then asked Dira, so we can’t have any more sex. Dira says don’t be stupid and laughed. We just can’t do certain things , especially with your big dick. I said that’s a relief. I thought I had to go cold turkey with your most treasured possession. So as the months come and go. During that time we accomplished a lot of things, especially the bedroom nursery. Soon Dira would have to stop working. I told her she could stop working anytime she wants. I have my mother’s life insurance money in a separate bank account totaling 250 thousand dollars. If you need help with the baby we can hire help. Dira says no one is touching my baby other than me, you or my mother. On Dira’s last month of work she gets out of car and her X boyfriend Allan is two cars away from where she parked. As she gets out of the car she sees Allan shaking his head as she approaches the building. He just looks at her and continued shaking his head. Dira tells me what happen this morning when she went to work. I tell her that he is just mad because you gave your most prized and treasured possession to someone else. His loss baby, definitely my gain. So just forget it. Within a month Dira has a healthy baby girl. We name her Kanti. I took a week off from work to help Dira with the baby at home. My sole job was to change diapers all day lol. I had so much fun playing with Kanti that I almost forgot about Dira. Dira infact let me know about it. So after Dira breast fed Kanti, I put Kanti in her crib and sang to her as she drifted off to sleep. So that night I made it up to Dira. I provided a whole hour of oral sex to Dira. I put both of my babies to sleep. I then pull the covers over Dira and kissed her on her forehead. I then walked out to the kitchen and washed the dishes that were in the sink. I then sat down on the couch and said what a lucky man I am. It was this same couch that Dira dropped down to her knees and made friends with my dick in her lovely mouth for the very first time. What a lucky man I am. It’s been two years since Kanti was born. I had just put Kanti to sleep. When Dira asked me are you ready for a baby boy. I said oh no your kidding. Dira said I don’t kid about those things. How do you know. I said trust me I know. I missed my monthly. I told her to come here and sit on my lap. I then hugged her and kissed her. I told her that I can’t imagine my life being without you. Dira said I need you to do something for me. I said what. Dira gets up , takes my hand and leads me into the bedroom. She drops her robe and gets into the bed. I said ok. I took off my clothes and joined her in the bed. I serviced her starving pussy for 15 minutes. Dira came twice for me. Dira was recovering from the last time she came, that’s when I shoved my rock hard dick into her juicy pussy. Dira just held me in a bear hug. We have learn that if we make too much noise Kant will wake up. Dira is in ecstasy. She is finally getting the dick she wants. The dick she needs. After giving Dira that nice dick for 10 minutes Dira cums for me. That is the third time she came for the night. I continued making love to her. But Dira tells me you have loved me, but now I need you to fuck me. So I tell Dira to get on her knees. I then spread her legs so that I can move in between them. I then slowly insert my dick into her soaking wet pussy. I then start pounding her nice big round ass. Dira is breathing hard. The side of her face is buried in the sheets. Her mouth is open , eyes closed. Her nice ass is now pointing up to me. She is taking this hard dick like the woman she is. Her juices are covering my entire dick. Her juices are dripping onto my balls. Her juices are dripping onto the sheets. We both can hear the sloshing noise coming from her hot pussy. I am fucking Dira real good now. I can feel her pussy muscles tightening. I know when that happens she is just about to cum. In fact one more minute of pounding her nice big round ass, Dira cums for me. She cries my name out loud. Then her entire body is in a convulsive state. I came a minute later giving her this nice hot cum in the depths of her sweet pussy. Then just like that we hear Kanti saying MaMa, MaMa. I then tell Dira see what you did. Dira then tells me , no see what you did. I then said baby just lay there. I’ll see what’s going on. So I put on my robe and went into Kant’s room. Kanti is sitting in the bed. I then tuck her in and start singing her favorite song. Soon she is sleeping. I now go back into our bedroom and Dira is sleeping too. I then toss my robe into the chair. I then cuddle up to Dira and pull the covers over us. My chest to her back but my dick is resting in the crack of her nice round ass. I am fondling her nice tits. Softly massaging her nipples. Dira then says hi baby as Dira scoots her ass into my dick. I then raise her leg and insert my dick in her warm Indian pussy. I then caress her tits massaging her nipples. I was giving Dira some slow dick. I was also kissing her neck and whispering how good I love this nice pussy. Dira says thanks for the nice dick. Dira says I am not finished with you. Let me get on my knees. I then give Dira what she wanted. Damn we almost came together. Ten seconds apart. Then I told her I loved her. Dira kissed my arm that was wrapped around her. We both drifted off to sleep with my dick still in that nice warm Indian pussy. SnakeBiteNY

Let me start by telling you a little bit about myself. My name is Chris and I'm a 16 year old junior in high school. I go to an all guys school, which has it's ups and downs, but obviously the biggest down was not being around girls very often. We had a sister school that we would occasionally do things with, but since middle school when we were first meeting each other, I really didn't talk to them very often and we actually hung out even less. Now I think I am pretty popular, at least amongst my own school. All the upperclassman loved me because they thought I was so cute. Sounds silly to say, I know, but that was just them being funny and crazy. I was really small standing hardly at about 5'5" yet I was pretty muscular with abs and all. I had kind of long blond-red hair, blue eyes, and rather pale, but not like a ghost. I used to have freckles on my face but lately they had faded to where they were barely visible, if at all. I know I wasn't the guy that girls would see and go crazy for. A lot of times I was with my friends who were obviously better looking and girls would look at them. However, I have talked to people on the Internet via a webcam and most of them are very impressed and use a variety of words to describe my good looks. I figured it was just looking better on camera because my pale skin was much less obvious and other imperfections could not be detected. Either way, I couldn't help but feel flattered and I knew even if it was because of the generous camera, it said something and gave me a little more confidence than I had before. Like I said, I was in the "popular crowd" at my school and I loved my friends and I feel that they thought the same thing about me. I had always been one of the better athletes and I guess that contributed a bit to my social standing at school. I was one of the few sophomores to make the varsity soccer team the previous year. I was always treated like the little brother of the team, which made a lot of the older guys like me, but I didn't like being thought of as the cute little guy. This was true with my friends too. All my friends had a girlfriend at one point or another except for me. I know I didn't repulse all girls I was around, I have always just been too shy to even give it a try. I wasn't nearly as social as I used to be either because unlike my friends, I didn't go out and drink and go crazy, so while we were all great friends at school, I hardly got invited out because most people knew I wouldn't do much anyway. I know I am talking a lot about myself but I just want to get a detailed and accurate picture painted. Towards the end of the summer I knew that I really wanted to make an effort to be more social and hopefully even get a girlfriend. With the football season approaching, I knew that more social opportunities would be presented to me and I really wanted to take advantage of them. At the very first game of the season I looked down and my eyes caught the cheerleader on the far side. (Our sister school provided the cheerleaders for the football team) Her name was Kayla and for some reason I couldn't stop thinking about her. I sort of knew who she was because she dated a guy from our school last year. Only a sophomore, Kayla was short, probably barely 5 feet tall, light brown hair which reached her middle back, and a very cute face. I knew guys wouldn't call her "hot" or "sexy" and honestly I wouldn't either, but I couldn't help but think she was so beautiful and something just struck me about her. That night I left with a few of my friends to head to our cars. We walked down the steps and to the sidewalk in front of the cheerleaders where we had to walk to get out. As I passed Kayla I looked at her desperate for her to see me noticing her. At the last second before I had to turn back to see where I was walking, she looked over at me and the first thing I did was look away as fast as I could so she wouldn't realize what I was doing. I realized how creepy this must have seemed so I looked back and to my amazement she was still looking. I flashed her a quick smile to which she gave me an awkward smile. I was too nervous to even process that this girl that I suddenly found myself liking without ever talking to her was smiling at me. I went home and just lied in bed thinking about what I would give just to be with Kayla. I was a 16 year old guy so naturally I often thought about sex, but thinking about that with Kayla hadn't even crossed my mind. Instead, I just wanted to hold her in my arms and kiss her for as long as possible. "If she could just be lying here with me," I thought, "I would be the happiest guy in the world." Similar things happened over the next couple of weeks and I only was able to see her at football games, but I never had the courage to talk to her. I still thought about her every single day just wishing she was mine. I knew I had to do something soon or I would go crazy. We had a game that week and I was determined to have a conversation with her at the least. Time passed incredibly slowly that week but eventually the game was over but I didn't even see her to get a chance to talk to her. I hung around a little while later with a few of my friends and as I got ready to leave, I decided to drive to the main building to get something to drink from the vending machine. With virtually no one left on campus I parked and got out of my car and headed to the door. Along the way I looked over and sitting on a bench crying was Kayla. I couldn't believe it. Of all the people, she was the one I wanted to see tonight and here she was. The weird thing is that I didn't see this as my chance to talk to her. Instead, I saw this beautiful girl crying and needing someone to comfort her. Without hesitation or nervousness at all I walked over and she saw me coming and began wiping her eyes in a desperate attempt to stop crying. "Hey" I awkwardly said. Remembering why I was there, I sat down and said, "Are you okay?" She looked at me and shot me a quick smirk which temporarily stopped her crying. "It's so stupid," she said as if she were half way joking. "I just had a fight with my friend about something really stupid, I don't even know why I am so upset." "Well do you want to talk about it?" She giggled a little bit before saying, "We have never even met before, it's really not that important." I understood exactly what she meant and as I continued to think about it, she was right. We had never talked before so I'm sure she could easily tell what I was after. "I don't like seeing a pretty girl upset, that's all." There it was, we had been there for less then thirty seconds and I was already telling her that I thought she was pretty. I am sure this was the stupidest thing she had ever heard before in her life. If it was, she didn't make it obvious at all, but she now knew why I have been looking at her so often over the past few weeks. "Well I don't like seeing a cute guy wasting his time." I immediately felt a sense of relief when hearing this. No girl has ever told me I was cute in person. Relieved is actually quite an understatement but while selfishly thinking about what she thought of me, I remembered the latter part of what she said. "Trust me I'm not wasting my time at all, I am happy to talk." She once again flashed that pretty smile at me and it seemed that almost at once we realized that we had told each other what we think about the other before we have even introduced ourselves. I went first just as she was about to say something; I should have let her talk but oh well. "I'm Chris by the way, I am a junior." "Yeah I know," she quickly retorted with a giggle. Stealing my stupid line and somewhat making fun of me in the process she added "I'm Kayla by the way, I am a sophomore." Realizing what she was doing, I repeated in a joking voice "Yeah I know." "Are you making fun of me?" she said with an obviously sarcastic look of astonishing on her face and I weak punch on the arm. I didn't need to respond as we both understood the joking manner in which she said it. It was then that I saw something that made me even more attracted to her. She was flirting with me and I saw that she was much more confident than I was and wasn't really all that shy at all. If she was, she did a great job of hiding it. We sat there both looking down at our shoes for a minute and then simultaneously looked up into each other's eyes. With a quick chuckle we looked back down trying our hardest to avoid the awkward tension growing between us. I was trying desperately to think of something to say but all I could think of was, "She thinks I'm cute. She thinks I'm cute. Nothing could ever be more perfect." "What are you doing her so late anyway?" Luckily I didn't tell her what I was thinking, because I'm my state of nervousness I couldn't really control anything that I said. So I just kept thinking. "Chris?" I looked up to find her looking at me strangely and only then did I realize she was trying to say something to me. She laughed at my embarrassment and repeated: "I said what are you doing here so late?" I saw her smiling at me once more and the look in her beautiful brown eyes made all anxiousness building up in me completely vanish and for the first time on that bench I felt at ease. "Oh, I was just hanging out with my friends and I wanted to come get a coke before I went home." "Oh ok I see." We both sat silent for a minute as if we were racing to see who could come up with something to say to the other first. "What are you doing here so late?" I said repeating her earlier question. "Well I got in an argument with my friend and I was supposed to go to her house tonight but now she doesn't want me to." I had managed to cheer her up to where she forgot about just about everything but when I asked her this I could see tears starting to build up in her eyes again and I felt bad for being the one reminding her why she was still here and not with her friend. "Ally just said she doesn't want to be around me anymore." With this, tears were falling freely from her face so I did the only thing I could think of. I put my arm around her just so she would know that I was there. To my surprise, she responded my looking up into my eyes an then seeing how sincere I was, she buried her face in my chest. "I'm so sorry," I said as I rubbed her far shoulder with my hand. Something about that moment felt so romantic. It was the most contact I had ever had with a girl and I felt guilty about enjoying that while seeing how upset she was. We sat there for a few more minutes silently with her crying leaving a wet spot right in the middle of my shirt. She apologized when she saw this but that was the last thing that could have upset me at the moment. With that she sat up but still well within my reach. I couldn't believe the way it was going after just talking to each other for only a little while. If someone saw us it would seem like we had been dating for a long time based just from the way we were sitting. We continued our talking for a long time covering every topic that two people who have never met before can talk about. She told me how her parents had gotten divorced a few years ago and she lived with just her mom and her 5 year old sister, Katie. Her mom was always busy so Kayla usually had to rely on other people when it came to late nights. That's why she was going to go to Ally's house tonight and when that didn't work out she wasn't able to go home. We kept talking until her phone vibrated and we both saw that it was already 12:30. It was her mom worrying about her since Kayla hadn't told her what had happened with Ally. She immediately knew that she had to get home and we both knew that it was up to me to make sure it happened. Without having to say a word about it we stood up and with my arm still around her to comfort her we walked to my car which was still parked close to the bench. The car ride was really the first time all night that there was an awkward moment between us, but sure enough we got to talking once again. I was continually amazed by her confidence, especially for a sophomore with an older guy. It was making me fall for her and it was happening fast. While I was definitely no expert on girls, I could tell that she was glad she was with me too. We finally got to her house and I walked her up to the front door. I knew this was a great chance for me to get things rolling. We stood there thinking about how we would say goodbye for a minute before I got up the courage to ask, "Hey do you wanna do something tomorrow night?" "Like what?" she responded with a huge grin on her face letting me know she would be up for just about anything. "I don't know yet, maybe we can go to eat or a movie. Something like that maybe? If you want I can give you my number and we can figure it out." "That sounds great." She pulled out her phone because mine was sitting in the car dead. As I watched her typing my number in her phone, the blue light came up on her face and I smiled just at the thought of being with this beautiful girl. "What's so funny?" she asked after noticing me. "Nothing is funny you are just really pretty." This made her blush and she couldn't even think of anything to say. "Kayla! Let's go, it's late you need to be getting to bed." Her mom was obviously in the room closest to the door and Kayla gave me a look that said she wasn't ready to leave. "I will text you and we will definitely do something tomorrow." "Sounds great." "Kayla, come on sweetie." "Oh wait just one second," Kayla whispered to me. She ran inside and left me standing by myself out on the porch. I heard her light footsteps running back towards the porch. She finally appeared again and stuck her hand out and in it was a nice, cold coke. "Here you go!" she said cheerily. I smiled trying to think of something better to say than just a simple thank you but she had to get in soon so she made the move. She stood up on her tip-toes and gave me a kiss on the cheek followed by a soft "goodnight." She hurried inside while looking over her shoulder back at me and I tried to tell her goodnight but she was already inside with the door closed. I couldn't even begin to explain how I felt. I stood there for at least a few minutes before I realized I look like a creep. Just to think that over the past few weeks I really began to like this girl that I had never even talked to, and now after a simple night with her I found myself falling for her even more now that I knew more about her. There was just something about her that I had never felt before. Even though I had never even had a girlfriend, I knew this was special. I left the porch and went home, replaying the night over and over again in my mind. It could not have been anymore perfect and that was the same thought I had when I got home and the same thought I had when I got into bed. That night I was dreaming about her over and over. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I woke up at about eight o'clock. I was too excited to sleep. Right then I remembered that she was going to text me last night. I completely forgot to charge my phone last night and now she probably thought I was trying to ignore her. I plugged my phone in next to my bed and all of these terrible thoughts were coming to me. Could I have already ruined it? I kept reassuring myself that something as small as a text couldn't be that big of a deal, but what did I know about girls? As soon as the phone turned on I was excited to hear it vibrate several times. I don't even know how many but at least 5. I looked at it and saw a few from my mom but three from a number I didn't recognize. I paid no attention to the ones from my mom and opened the three from the new number: "Hey Chris it's Kayla!" "Btw I had fun talking with u tonight" "U there? Is this Chris?" I figured a simple text could fix this but I was afraid to wake her up seeing a it was a Saturday morning so I decided to try to sleep a little bit more before I texted her back. Somehow I managed to fall asleep and I woke up at about ten. Of course the first thing I did was reached for my phone to send her the message. I opened up to her most recent message and hit the reply button. "Hey Kayla I'm really sorry I completely forgot to charge my phone last night but yeah I really enjoyed talking to you also" I must have read over it half a dozen times before I figured it was ready to send. Finally I went ahead and sent it while trying to process every reply she could have sent back. Not even a minute later it vibrated again and I quickly looked at it: "That's ok! I was getting a little worried I had the wrong number lol" I kept imagining her sitting in her bed just waiting for her phone to vibrate, but I'm sure a pretty girl like her had something good to do that day. We got to talking a whole lot that day and after a while I was about out of things to ask her, but remarkably, she seemed to sense that every time and managed to keep our conversation going. There was nothing I wanted more than to tall to her and I could only hope that she was feeling the same thing. We were talking all day until sometime in the late afternoon she asked me what we were going to do that night. I had completely forgotten we were going to hang out and I got even happier when I realized I would actually be able to see her again really soon. She claimed to be pretty tough so she suggested that we go see a new horror movie that came out last week. I think I'm pretty tough too so I accepted but asked if she wanted to go eat somewhere before. She was up for it too so I said: "Sounds great. I can pick you up at 7. Does that work?" "Yeah that's perfect. See ya then!" This was the last thing either of us said until we would see each other in person. I just watched some football while looking at the clock at least once every ten minutes. It seemed that time wasn't moving so I had to do everything I could to make time move somehow. Finally the clock read 6:30 and I was ready to go. With the fall weather in California still nice, I put on some khaki shorts and a button down shirt trying to look nice but not too anxious. I really didn't want to dress up too nice and have her anticipating just a casual dinner and movie as friends so I tried to make myself look relaxed. I got in my car and made my way to the same house that I left her at the night before. I pulled into the driveway, checked the mirror to make sure I was looking my best and when I determined I was, I got out and made my way to the front door. I rang the bell waiting for my beautiful friend to come out but instead I was met by an older woman I figured to be Kayla's mom. I don't mind talking to parents at all because I can usually make a good impression with them. I've never had to impressed a mom of a girl I like so I felt a little uneasy about it but I managed to introduce myself and make quality small talk with her. She had a lot of questions for me, obviously wanting her daughter to be safe. She asked about my grades and sports and just about everything. I answered honestly and confidently which she definitely was impressed by. I began wondering what exactly Kayla told her mom about me that made her think I was trying to marry her daughter but I didn't really mind. Finally out of the corner of my eye I saw Kayla walking out of what I assumed was the kitchen. She was wearing a pink polo shirt (the tight fitting ones for girls) and a pair of short shorts, but not so short that it was slutty looking at all. Simply said, she looked amazing. She must have been able to read my mind based on my face because she started blushing very quickly. Maybe her mom embarrassed her, but either way we were ready to get going. "Have her home by midnight and have a good time." "Yes ma'am." With that we made our way to my car and I made sure I beat her there so I could open the door for her. We were on our way down to the restaurant and I couldn't be more excited. Once more, Kayla was able to carry on a light conversation which put me at ease remembering how easy it was to talk to her and we were just friends hanging out, nothing more. We got to the restaurant and were promptly seated and we enjoyed a nice meal. I saw her reaching for some money but I stopped her. "You are kidding right? You aren't paying for a thing." "If you say so," she said as if she hadn't planned on paying anyway. With that out of the way, we got up and left to head to the movie theater which was just about a minute's walk from the restaurant. This was the first time I really got to look at all of her. I had either been in front of her mom or we had been sitting down but before we went into the theater I was able to get a good look. I could always tell she had a pretty face but I had never noticed her body before. She was short but had really nice legs, a flat stomach and rather large breasts for a girl her size. I definitely wasn't a pervert or anything and I certainly wasn't superficial like most of my friends, but the fact of the matter was that she looked amazing. We went in, got our tickets and headed into the theater where we stood in front trying to decide where to sit. She pointed to the back and I of course agreed and we went up there and took our seats. The movie started slowly but we both knew it would only be a matter of time before the entire theater was jumping out of their seats. All of the sudden, someone popped out on the screen which made everyone jump up. Initially we were both confined to the space, but this moment made her lean towards me and her hand reached out and touched my arm. We both giggled about it and then turned our attention back to screen where the action wasn't ready to end. Throughout the movie, when a scary part would come up she would inch her way closer to me with a little more contact each time. Finally, the movie ended and the lights came on slowly. I looked over to see Kayla, who was sitting to my right, with her head on my shoulder and her right hand reached over on my forearm. We both noticed the position we were in and then looked into each other's eyes. In an obviously awkward moment, I smiled and said, "You told me you were tough." "Oh please," she said while smiling and sitting up straight, "you were the one nearly jumping out of your seat the entire time." "I'm not the one who was screaming." This was met with a playful punch on the arm and we got up and left without saying anything else, just looking at each other and laughing at how the other one reacted to the movie. "It's only ten, what do you want to do?" she asked me hoping I didn't want to end the night already. "What about some ice cream? There's that new place right down there by the river." "That sounds great, but on one condition." I stayed silent letting her finish, "I am buying the ice cream, you already spent enough tonight." I couldn't argue with that pretty face so a simple nod was all I could manage. We got our ice cream and headed down to the river. We sat down on a bench where we both looked out and just stared. This was interrupted by Kayla letting out a big yawn and I grabbed her far shoulder and pulled her into me. With her head resting in my chest like it was last night, I still couldn't believe that just 24 hours ago I had never even talked to her but now we were sharing such a romantic moment. We sat like this for at least five minutes straight before she leaned back and looked me in the eyes and broke the silence. "I have something I have to admit to you." "What is it?" "Well the truth is..." she paused as if she were trying to think of the best way to tell me whatever she wanted to tell me. "I have kinda had a crush on you long before last night, since the first time I saw you several years ago and you didn't even see me." I had no idea the exact time she was talking about and I felt bad that I didn't. "But a few weeks ago when you looked at me at the game, I haven't been able to get you out of my mind I couldn't have even dreamed that you would be the one to see me last night." She stopped and looked at me nervously not knowing how I would respond. "Kayla, since I saw you that night I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either. I was glad that it was you on that bench last night crying. Wait... that didn't come out right." "It's ok I know what you mean," she replied with a giggle. We sat there just looking into each other's eyes and if she was ready or not, I was going to kiss her. I wanted it to be as perfect as possible so I thought for a minute about exactly what I would do. She knew what was coming because she was biting her lip in anticipation but still had no idea when it was coming. So I put my hand under her chin with my index finger on her chin and softly pulled her head up a bit. I leaned in slowly and closed my eyes and the next thing I knew my lips grabbed hers and we had our first kiss. It was my first ever kiss so I wasn't exactly sure what I was doing so I just tried to do it like they did in the movies. I put her upper lip in between mine and began massaging it. I backed away pulling her lip back a bit in the process. "I'm sorry. I just thought we had something. I..." She was smiling and before I could continue she put her hand behind my neck and pulled me in, this time with her initiating the kiss. Our lips ended up in the same place as before but moving around a little more. This was more than just high school kids messing around trying to kiss. This was a passionate embrace and it said more than either of us could have with our words. Pure passion was really the I only way to describe it and it was simply amazing. I parted my lips a little and moved my tongue up to her lips. She opened hers as an invitation and I slowly slid my tongue in-between her soft and slick lips and it was soon met by her tongue. Our tongues danced around and explored every corner of the other's mouth. Nothing at this moment could have kept us off of each other. She rolled over where she was on top of me more, basically straddling me with her hands behind my head and mine resting on her lower back. Our kiss must have lasted fifteen minutes with no breaks but to readjust our position. We kissed as if it were our last night together and we were making up for a lifetime without each other. But the truth was, we were still so young but we had the passion for each other of a life-long relationship. I didn't think I would ever want to part our kiss, but eventually we both just wanted to sit and enjoy the other's company. "Just hold me, Chris." Kayla swung her left leg to the other side where her right was but she stayed in my lap and put her head under mine on my neck. I kept one hand around her waist keeping her supported and let my other gently stroke her hair. I really didn't need anything else, all I needed was Kayla and I was wishing that I could just hold her close to me forever. I didn't want the warmth of her body to ever leave me and neither of us had an intention of that moment ending so we sat there cuddling until it was after 11:30. We both knew we had to get going to respect her mom's wishes so we stood up and embraced for another incredibly passionate kiss. This one only lasted about a minute but had the same fervor of the one earlier. We walked off and she locked her fingers in mine and leaned against me. Neither of us had to say anything. Our actions certainly showed how we felt about each other and that we had something really special. We got to the car and I opened her door and let her in with a little kiss. As I got in and started the car Kayla leaned over towards me and I put my arm around her shoulder as she rested her left elbow on the center console. No matter what we were doing we couldn't stand to not have physical contact with each other. The crazy part being that we had only talked for the first time the night before. All the emotions we had built up for each other had finally been able to be released and we both realized how amazing our future would be. We finally got home and I parked and got out to walk her to the door. On the porch, we stood looking looking deep into each other's eyes as we had done so many times over the past two nights. "Hey, uhm, Kayla?" "Hey, uhm, Chris?" Her cute little sarcasm could never get on my nerves. "Well you know how the homecoming dance is next Saturday?" She nodded and began to smile. "I was wondering if maybe you would want to go with me?" Her eyes lit up and her smile said the same thing. "Of course!" She all but came off the ground as she wrapped her arms around me. "Well that's great to hear. I gotta get going but I had an amazing time with you tonight." "I know Chris, I couldn't even have imagined a better night." "Goodnight." "Goodnight," she said and got up on her toes just as she had the night before but this time her lips met mine instead of my cheek. She opened the door and her mom was walking towards the door. "I hope you two had fun tonight. What did you do?" Kayla already inside, the question was directed at me. "It was a lot of fun Mrs. Miller. We ate dinner, went to a movie, got some ice cream, and hung out down by the river." "Well that sounds like a lot of fun, and thanks for having her home on time, I really like that." "Yes ma'am, of course. Well I need to be getting home but it was nice talking to you Mrs. Miller. Goodnight." The last part was meant for Kayla who was standing behind her mom biting her lip hoping we would get along, bit that didn't stop Mrs. Miller from replying anyway. As the door was closing I began leaving and I heard her mom say, "I like him a lot, Kayla. And he is cuuuuute." "Mom!!!" Thanks for reading. Part 2 to come very soon. Remember, this story isn't entirely true. The characters do exist, names have been changed, but up until the first bench scene, it is real, and quite recent. Thanks again!

This is a true story about my wife's 3 some when she was about 22 before we were married, and how she told me about it. Before this happened D and her friends Phil and Jo were good friends and used to go out for drinks quite often D fancied Phil and he fancied her and didn't try to hide it always coping a cheeky feel of her sexy arse and being very touchy and telling her how fit she was, on one occasion he asked her if she wanted to get together later when everyone had gone she refused because of her friendship with Jo. Phil always said Jo said it was OK for them to do anything he wanted and she could ask Jo any time this happened every time all 3 met up he was now telling her straight that he wanted to fuck her. Jo asked D to come round for drinks on Friday night with her and Phil and she told D to come dressed sexy as you never know what might happen with a wink and a smile. D said she would come round a try to dress sexy. She had a feeling that Phil might try to have his way with her on Friday and in a way hoped he would. So Friday morning she had a nice long soak in the bath trying not to play with herself thinking about what could happen. D saved her legs and then her pussy leaving just a little strip above her pussy, She looked hot as hell. She then had to find something sexy to wear the underwear was easy black lacy thong and matching bra, she then went for a white blouse and a short black skirt and black heals. She was now ready for anything she looked good and smelt good, but D was still nervous about the night even though she had gone around to phil and Jo's all the time without ever feeling like she did tonight. Phil and Jo's was only a five minute walk away but felt like ages as she walked with butterflies in her stomach, As she got to phil and Jo's she knocked and phil answer with a kiss on the lips and a grab of D's arse saying how fit she looked, Phil looked hot dressed in nice jeans and shirt and smelt nice as well , Jo was in the kitchen making drinks and when she came in D saw how hot she looked low cut top very short shirt and pull up stockings where you could see her flesh between the skirt and top of the holdups. And she also gave D a big kiss on the lips a big hug D was in no doubt now that this wasn't just going to be an ordinary night and she could feel her pussy getting wet Jo brought the drinks in double vodka and coke all round they were sat on the setee for a bit talking and drinking,when Phil sugested a game of strip poker, Jo said yes for both her and D and went to sort the table out and get the cards out, she shouted them to come in Phil sat one side and Jo and D on the other D was the first to lose taking of her bra, then it was Jo who did the same then Jo lost her skirt then finally Phil lost and removed his top,D then lost and also removed her skirt, Jo and D were now both just sat in their knickers and blouse and Phil was loving it looking at two fit women wearing next to nothing. They all decided to leave it there for a bit and go back into the front room to have some more drinks. They then all sat down for a bit of a rest where they positioned themselves either side of D and Phil put his hand on D's leg gently stroking it get higher each stroke eventually touching her thong D made her excuse and went to the toilet to freshen up and as she looked in the mirror she could she her nipples were sticking out and very hard she felt her pussy and it was now very wet she was now so turned on she hoped the night was going to continue as it was and she could fuck Phil. As she went back down stairs Phil now got up to go to upstairs grabbing D as they passed and kissed her full on the lips slipping his tongue in it shocked D a bit as Jo was sat there. As D sat back down Jo put her arms around her hugging her tight and asked did you like that? D said yes but he's your husband it's ok Jo said it turns me on to see you want him he does turn you on doesn't he? Of course he does. He’s very nice and your lucky to have him, you can be lucky and have him tonight if you want Jo said. He has been asking me for weeks to try to get you to fuck him will you? D said i don't know i fancy him but he is your husband, yes he's mine but i am giving you permission to fuck him tonight so do you want to? Yes i do D answered with this Jo leaned in and they started kissing and jo was now feeling D's tits and moved her hand down her body to her pussy rubbing it over her knickers and she could feel how wet they were saying you are turned aren't you? D moved her hand to Jo's knickers and hers were as wet as D's so is someone else D said. As this was going on Phil had been watching from the stairs and knew his wife had got D to let him fuck her. And he walked back to sit down Jo got up and whispered to D have fun I'll be back in a minute Phil put his arm around D and said i told you Jo was ok if we fucked, i believe you now D said with a smile, as you know i have fancied you for ages and me and Jo talk about you when we are fucking we both fancy you that much. D said i always wanted to fuck you but didn't believe Jo was ok with it until tonight. Does that mean you will tonight then Phil said with a big grin, if you play your cards right i will. Phil then moved closer kissing D firmly and putting his hand up her blouse to play with her hard nipples which D loved she moaned and kissed him harder she was in no doubt now she was going to fuck phil, his hand was now rubbing her wet pussy over her knickers at first then he pulled them to the side so he could touch her properly D was now squirming from his touch and she opened her legs wider to make it easier for him D was now feeling for his cock through his jeans and she could feel it was much bigger than she had ever had before which just got her even wetter if that was possible, Phil now got up and lifted D to the edge of the settee and started to pull her knickers off and D lifted herself up so he could take them off As he slid them down her sexy long legs he said D's pussy was gorgeous as he knelt down between her legs and started to lick her D put her feet up on the edge and opened her legs as wide as she could so Phil could lick her and get his tongue really deep inside her cunt she was moaning and arching back as she cum for the first time she was so turned on she didn't realise Jo had come back naked and sat down next to her rubbing D's clit as Phil continued to lick her out and finger her with three fingers which she was taking easily as she was so wet, Jo started kissing D and D was touching Jo's tits she was in heaven. D really wanted to feel Phil's big cock inside her, D said please fuck me i need fucking Jo said good girl and Phil stopped licking D while he got undressed so Jo replaced him sticking her fingers up D and licking her clit. Phil was ready now and got on the chair so D could suck him. She said his cock was even bigger than it felt a lot bigger than she had ever fucked before at about 9 inches and very thick and she couldn't wait for him to fill her up He got down and positioned him self at D's entrance Jo open up D's pussy and Phil began to slowly ease inside her D moaned and arched as her tight pussy began to take Phil's big cock Jo was now fingering herself watching her best friend fuck her husband, Phil was fucking D nice and slowly allowing her cunt to adjust to his size which it was nicely D was wetter and fuller than she had ever been and her juices were leaking out of her with every stroke. Phil was picking up the pace now and D was moaning really loudly now and Jo was fingering herself hard and fast using three fingers while her other hand was rubbing her clit she was really turned on now and wanted her turn on her husbands big cock saying to Phil my turn now as he pulled out of D she let out a huge sigh, Jo told Phil to let her suck his cock clean of D's pussy juices and told D to lick her pussy and get it ready for Phil D did as she was asked and got between Jo's legs and sunk her tounge deep into her wet pussy, (it wasn't D's first time licking pussy she had regualy done it on sleep overs at her friends house) Jo was now ready and told Phil to fuck her hard and he did just that no slowly sliding it in he just slammed it in and started fucking Jo really hard and fast she was screaming as she was being hammered she pulled D to her and they started kissing as hard as Phil was fucking her then she started to cum and gushed all over his cock and settee he pulled out and went down on her while slipping his fingers into D Jo asked D if she could take Phil fucking her that hard and she said i would love to find out, Jo and Phil just smiled at each other and Phil said we had better get you really wet now then and started finger fucking D hard and fast with three then four fingers while Jo started licking D's clit which was getting her pussy really wet again and Phil said do you think you ready now for the fucking of your life? D just moaned yes please fuck me like I've never been fucked before, Jo sat up and said get ready D, Phil position his cock at D's wet cunt and just slammed it in all the way up to his balls D let out a massive scream the neighbours must have heard screaming ooh fuck me Phil fuck me, Phil didn’t stop or ask if D was ok he just carried on banging the shit out of D's cunt and she was gripping the settee and now pushing her cunt back at him and fucking him like mad, Jo was impressed saying go girl you really can fuck Phil as hard as me. D started to cum as hard as Jo had. And said her pussy was a bit tender after that fucking. They had all been fucking for a good couple of hours now and D couldn't believe how Phil still hadn't cum, He just said there's plenty more to come yet its only early They all took some time out now to get their breath back and have a few more drinks and something to eat, D went to put her knickers and top back but Jo don't bother it's nice to see your body and we'll only have to take it off again. So they all stayed naked while they ate, and talked the talk was all about sex, Jo asked D why it had taken her so long to fuck Phil, D just said because he's your husband and your my best friend and didn't want to hurt you so are you glad you have now?Jo asked Of course i am it's been the best day of my life and the Phil is the best fuck i have ever had you are so lucky Jo, You can fuck him whenever you want D we have been fantasizing about this for ages even when we are fucking we talk about you and wonder what you would be like and to finally find out your as good a fuck as we thought you would be is incredible said Jo, D was going red again oh please don't your embaresing me,don't be silly Phil said it's all true and you are a great fuck nearly as good as Jo he laughed, as he lent in to kiss her So who's ready for round two Phil said, Jo said about time D just smiled Phil walked over to D and put his cock near her mouth without saying a word she took his cock and sucked it until he was fully hard again Jo just sat and watched for a bit rubbing her pussy saying this is so hot watching you two have fun, fuck her for me Phil, don't i get a say D said jokingly, as Phil picked her up and put her on the table D lay back as Phil began licking her pussy just getting you ready again Phil said, D moaned i am ready, jo was still watching playing with pussy and tits said you are so fucking fit D fuck her Phil give it to her hard again, Phil stood up and slid D to the edge of the table lining his big hard cock with D's pussy and like before slammed into her hard then pulling his cock all the way out and back in all the way D didn't scream this time just held on to the table moaning in ecstasy as Phil was really fucking her really hard, Jo was now kissing D then got on the table and lowered her pussy onto D's face and D started to lick her as she was getting pounded then Jo started to cum on D's tounge and told Phil she needed fucking now Phil pulled out of D and as D tried to get up Jo pushed her back down a stuck her tounge straight in her pussy while Phil started fucked Jo from behind and she started cumming again straight away Phil then said he was very close to cumming now and Jo said not in me i want you to cum in D's pussy do you want that? D, Yes please D replied so Jo moved to allow Phil to fuck D as he slid in slower this time he asked D are you ready for my cum now? Oh yes please fuck me and fill me up with you cum said D Phil speeded up his fucking and grunted oh fuck I'm cuming, oh yes cum in me Phil fucking fuck me i want your cum, Phil stated to pump his cum in D's pussy and she started screaming I'm cuming too don't stop they were fucking each other hard and there mixed juices were leaking out of D's cunt on to the table and floor as they both stopped and Phil pulled out Jo came over and kissed D saying thank you that was the best night we have ever had which D nodded in agreement. It was now gone midnight and D was late home and knew her husband would go mad she quickly got dressed thanked Jo and Phil for an amazing night And walked home thinking do i just look like i have been fucked and hoping she could sneak in and be able to clean up her soaking wet pussy before she was found out.

Colin and his friends were really enjoying our orgies, and kinky fun with thier dogs, so when Colin said they were all keen once more we set the date, Colin saying it will be a bigger bus this time, as more guys had heard about the orgies now, if that is ok, we said yes of course, saying we would be inviting a few of our bi friends too. Saturday Sue and I got ready, looking forward to a long night once more, some of our more regular guys turned up early, around 4pm, so we started with them, making them keep their cum for later, we let them fuck us slowly and warm us up, although we both got one fill of hot cum, to lube our holes. Around 7pm the bus arrived we already had 6 or 7 of our friends fucking us, so Colin brought his mates in and within seconds every one was naked and looking for a hole to fill, both dogs were laying waiting thier turn. The night turned into one long fuck feast as Sue and I were kept busy with more cocks and cum than before, it was after all the guys had cum at least once, we heard them ask Sue to let the dogs fuck her, this time Sue got a guy in her pussy and then told them to bring the Sheppard over to mount her ass, the new guys keen to see a doggy show closed in. As the tip entered her ass, guys gasped and cocks sprung up hard, then it all went in and Sue was working both cocks hard the guys just about blew thier wads over her, the guy in her pussy not able to move a lot but the friction of the dogs cock in her ass gave him plenty of feelings to keep him happy, and when the knot went in her ass too, his eyes just about popped out. I wanted the dobberman so moving over got him behind me and his tongue worked my cummy hole, within seconds he wanted more, his cock jammed agaist my leg, trying to find its way in. just as I was going to grab it to help him find my ass, he slammed the tip in, that was all it took, the rest slid in easy, and my fun began. By the noise he made the guy in Sue's pussy lost his load in her, then the Sheppard, growled filling her ass with his seed. it was great hearing the guys cheer her on, cum ozzing out now as both relaxed. My orgasm started as my dog built up speed, my mouth sucking any cock near me, then I too felt his knot slide in and quickly his cock grow more as cum built up in his balls ready to flood my bowels. I didn't have long to wait, by the feel of the amount of cum filling me, he hadn't cum since our last fuck, but I loved it, groaning hard as he pushed down with his full weight, trying to get more seed into me. I saw Sue sitting over a guys mouth, he ate the doggy cum running from her ass, and his mates cum from her pussy, the new guys wide eyied seeing so much cum run free. As my dog's knot plopped out, I held his cum in, mover over Sue who was still sitting on the guys face enjoying a good licking out, bent over and with one good hard push shot loads of doggy cum all over her face and boobs, I saw it running down her body soaking the guy under her. When she was finished enjoying her licking out, I took her into the shower, by now we had a line of guys ready to piss over us, between them we took them in our ass, mouth or over us, it was so hot seeing limp cocks spring back to life, seeing us like this. A quick shower and we both started again, the night just got better now as even the new guys wanted to eat cum from our holes, and even try bi fun, we have found, in the orgy scene when a guy has a rock hard cock and Sue's holes are filled, even if a guy hasn't done bi before, if he see's a hole empty more often than not, its easy to get him to try bi and fuck my ass, espically if his mates have done so before, we love that. As the night carried on, we had more fun with the dogs, both doing a dp with the dog and a guys cock in our ass, Sue sucked one of them off, letting him shoot his cum over har face and boobs, she also fucked me with our strap on, as some of the guys wanted to see that too, they gasped as the huge 12 inch dildo went all the way in, as she fisted me going up to her elbow each time, another guy fisted her ass, sending her into another orgasm. We got one of the new guys to lay down and Sue sat on his fist, he had never fisted a woman before and his cock was standng proud, so I slid down onto him riding him introducing him to bi sex, his cock was rock hard, he began to thrust up into my ass, showing he was liking it, then one of his mates said ride his other fist, and held his arm up. I saw him look a bit worried, but didn't say no, so sitting over his spare fist slid it in my cummy ass, slipping down to his elbow, Sue and I held him captive my cock now banging on his face. Then with his mates urging him on he took my cock, the first time he had ever sucked a cock, but he was prety good, as most guys tend to be, I wanked my cock a few times, my balls let fly, filling his mouth with cum, he spat a fair bit out, more in surprise than any thing, but swollowed the rest as my cock pushed down his throut giving him little chance to spit more out, his mates laughed and cheered me on. It was around 3am when the guys had to leave, Colin took Sue aside and gave her the money, we got the number of the guys who owned the two dogs saying we would like to meet them more often, both were single too, some of our friends stayed over, sleeping with Sue and I on the large bed we set up for fun. The next day the fucking started before we had even woke, my ass taking a cock, woke me up, to hear Sue and Dave fucking like crazy next to me, after we had both taken thier early morning cum, we took them into the shower. This time we knelt them down and pissed over them, before letting them return the favour, we soon had the other 4 or 5 guys who stayed over using us to empty thier morning bladders, a nice warm shower for all after that was fun too, with more than one cock finding a warm hole to fill. We spent the day fucking, most of the guys know us well, and like to spend time giving us plessure to make sure we all get to enjoy the meets. Sue also gave my ass a good fucking with our toys, the guys watch as she abuses my hole, she will get them to hold me and fuck me harder than I normally take it, knowing I still enjoy it but my ass gets so senstitive I jump around so much, she normally can't stay in me. One of the guys had us both kneel and fisted us together, seeing who could take the most, he called it a tie, but we didn't mind, we both had some good anal orgasm while he fisted us. It was Sunday afternoon before all the guy left, their ball sacks empty and our butts full, Sue and I relaxed, licking and playing with one another as we often do, whilst we were playing a good friend of our's Don turned up, he had dropped his wife of at their sons house to baby sit over night, leaving him with time to spare. We haven't swung with him before, as his wife is very straight, but Sue had always liked him and told me given the chance she would fuck his brains out. I sat talking with Don,, while Sue cleaned herself up, washing the cum from her body and hair. Being super horny and the tease that she is, Sue walked in wearing a semi see though dress, her tits and pussy on view, Don's eyes popped as she walked in, her tits swaying nicely, causing the dress to pop open a bit, as she said hello, she explained she had just had a nice warm shower, but I don't think Don noticed her damp hair or droplets of water running down her body. We sat talking but Don was having trouble looking Sue in the eyes, he had to keep shifting around on the seat, we both smiled knowing his cock was growing in his shorts. As Sue gave Don a drink, she bent over fully in front of him, her tits hanging out for him to see, as she stood, she held them, jiggled and said the girls are escaping tonight, and slowly put them back in, I got a good view of the cum leaking from her pussy and ass. Don was having big problems now, his cock must have been ready to blow as he squirmed around, Sue sat opposite him, her legs open enough for him to see her cum soaked pussy lips, again his eyes wide, he stuttered as he talked to me. Sue was now trying hard to get him to say some thing, her legs open more and more as she touched her tits moving them around, saying they need adjusting, I knew Don wouldn't do any thing while I was there, so I told them I had to pop out and see some one about work for a hour or so, and I'd call on my way back. As I drove off, I knew Sue would try her hardest to get him into bed, I went to the mens club, my ass could go a few more hours while I left them to play. I had some fun, with 2 or 3 guys fucking my well used ass, before heading back home, I didn't phone, but coasted onto the drive and walked quitely inside, Don's car was still here, but no one was in the lounge room. Quitely I walked to the bed room, the door was open, the noise's told me Sue had got her way, her orgasm also told me Don was doing things right too, I stood watching, he was holding her legs over his shoulders, his cock pounding her hard, I wasn't sure what hole he was in yet, but from the angle possible her ass. Sue saw me but said nothing, as he continued to fuck her, she started talking to him, saying "Fuck my ass hard" so I knew what hole now, then she said, "I want your second load in my ass now, cum in me, cum in my ass" Don was going hard, puffing and panting, like he was running a marathon, which he was, then after another 5 minutes he growled, his body shook and Sue shot though another orgasm, her anal muscles gripping him tight as he emptied his balls into her bowels. When he had finished filling her ass, he collasped on top of her, her legs wrapped around him milking the last of his cum, I waited long enough for him to recover, then walked in, Sue said Hi, Don jumped, his cock fell out along with a big white blob of cum. I kissed Sue and told her that looked hot, then said to Don how did he enjoy fucking her nice tight ass, he looked stuned but smiled, as Sue kissed him, saying he loved it. I got Don a drink and he sat nervously on the bed, I told him its cool, we swing, and Sue has just been fucked this weekend by around 20 or more guys all up, Don's face went into shock, as I told him about our fun, then Sue the ever stirring woman she is told him how I also like being fucked by guys and her, he just about fainted. Slowly he asked more about our weekend, and how come we swing, we told him we have always swung, and love seeing one another being fucked by others and having fun, and the more the merrier. Then he asked about me, how long, why and all that, I filled him with the quick version, and Sue then said, she loves fucking me with our strap on, and toys, I also told him I had just been fucked by 2 or 3 guys while I went out tonight for them to play. Again Don looked shocked but as time went on seemed more intrigued than shocked now, Sue stood with out saying any thing, put on the strapon, and our large vibe in it, I knelt on the bed, Don now sat silently watching as my ass devoured the full lengh, as Sue built up speed my first anal orgasm rang out, she kept going, giving me 6 or 7 good anal orgasm before pulling out, then just as quick her fist went in, now a gasp told me Don was really shocked, as more orgasm shot though my body. Sue let me up, then smiled at Don, kissing his mouth, he was still in shock, I lay Sue down and shoved my fist in her ass, Don's cum running out from around my wrist, as I shoved about 12 inches inside her body, then pulled my hand out and licked my fingers. As I did that I slide my other fist in her ass and pulled out more cum taking it to Sue she licked my fingers, then we lay cuddling looking at Don, who was now in total shock, he didn't know what to say, but Sue went down sucking his cock back to life, and said "round 3". With that she lay Don back on the bed, and sat on his cock, knowing with me there he would be a bit self consiuose, she rode him hard his cock slapping inside her ass, lubed by his cum. I got Sue to swap holes, pushing Don's meat in her pussy then went behind and slid my cock in her ass, Don was blown away he could feel my cock rub agaisnt his inside her, as I built up speed his face changed, he was really enjoying this now. We fucked her like that for some 10 minutes Don thrusting up into her as best he could, then I told him to swap positions with me, I then lay down and he fucked her ass once more, we let his get comfortable doing that then I pushed my cock in next to his, Sue took us both fully. I knew no matter how straight a guy might be, get his cock in a tight pussy or ass and turn him loose and he will enjoy it, and Don was sure getting into the swing of things now. I knew he was about to blow his swelling cock jerked then a huge load of cum flooded Sue's ass, within seconds I let my cum fly too, soaking her inside, we both let out a groan as our cocks went limp, Don semed a lot more at ease with our strange sexual ways now. It was getting late and Don had to drive home and get ready for work tomorrow, we told him, anytime he wanted, we would love to play some more, he said he had a great time, and never thought the day would come he would get to fuck Sue, then shyly he said, and never did I think I would fuck her ass too, as he had never done anal with his wife, but glad Sue had tricked him, by pushing his cock in her ass without saying any thing to him first. Sue went down, sucked his cock and said heres some thing to keep you going, Don was rock hard again, Sue sucked away on his cock as I stood behind her sliding my cock in her ass again. Don lasted about 5 minutes, his eyes rolled back, he made all sorts of noises then blasted a huge load of cum right into Sue's mouth, as he was still coming Sue pulled his cock out and let the rest shoot over her face, licking his cock to get the last drops of cum from him. When he recoved, Don said well thats another first, Sue looked up, he said his wife would never suck him off and swollow his cum, we laughed and said we both love doing that, maybe next time you can judge whos best at giving head. Sue kissed Don goodbye, we watched him wobbly down the drive to his car, as he waved goodbye we both saw the bulge in his shorts . Once inside I asked her how she got him to fuck her, Sue laughed saying not hard with these babies sticking out, as she jiggled her tits, she went on to tell me, she talked for awhile, then went over to pick up his cup, her boobs fell out of her dress again a she bent down, so she turned to Don and said" the girls don't want to stay in today, and pulled her dress over head, saying might as well let them loose, and then walked off into the kitchen, wriggling her ass as she went. As she walked back in Don was adjusting his cock in his shorts, so She went over stood him up and pulled his shorts down saying, " might as well let him loose and get comfortable", before he knew what hit him, his cock was in her mouth. She sucked him until he was close to blowing his seeds, then took him into the bedroom, stripped him off and sat on his cock, riding him again until he was close to coming, then swung around her pussy on his mouth and sucked his cock, cum was still running from her pussy from before, but she told him to eat her out, and he did. She kept him high and knelt up and got him to fuck her doggy, this time he shot his load deep up her pussy, after that he took his time kissing her all over and playing before they fucked again, his second cum not so urgent as his first. Being the devil she is, after they had fucked for some time, she sat over him again, his cock in her pussy, then without saying a thing slid his cock in her ass, she said he didn't seem to know at first he was fucking her ass, until she pulled back showing him. he went crazy fucking her, then just before I had turned up, swung her over and fucked her ass with her legs over his shoulder, the rest I saw. Today was the first time he had anal sex, and had a woman swallow his cum, as well as a 3some of course, we looked forward to our next meet.

Chapter 11 The next day I felt really silly about what I did with, or rather TO James. I guess we could have handled things differently but at the time it seemed like a good idea for me to just “subdue” his erection which I caused after all and just not mention it. But now it was late morning and I was feeling weird just going downstairs and meeting him at the breakfast table like nothing happened. Last time we did that it was OK as the day went on, but now it had happened a second time and I wasn’t sure how to handle it. I really didn’t want things to get weird between us, he was my best friend at the moment, and actually the only one I could really talk to. Recently we hadn’t talked about that much, with everything that was going on in my life and all the terrible secrets that I had to keep and hide… My parents were downstairs as well which was different, since my dad was almost always at work and mom usually had things to do. They seemed too had just finished breakfast and were talking. I just sat down at the table and fixed myself some food as my mom was telling my brother that her and dad were going away for the weekend to see my aunt, moms sister, which lives out of state and wasn’t feeling well. Dad was saying that we can be on our own for a couple of days since I was now sixteen and we were both responsible kids. This sounded like good news to me since that meant that I could skip this Friday’s counseling, but just as a smile crept on my face my mom ensured me that they would be leaving Friday evening and that she will be able to take me to and from counseling…. So no good news for me. As much as I was dreading this Friday it still came rather quickly… Having no choice I got ready. The doctor didn’t give me any instructions on how to dress or what to do, but I knew he didn’t want to see me in a sweatshirt or anything like that so I put on pair of skinny jeans and a tight fitting t-shirt, although it was stretching around my bust I still wore it since all my clothing seemed to do that one way or another. My slim waist kind of prevented me from wearing loose shirts since that would just look like I’m buying clothing that is two or three sizes too large and just doesn’t fit… Mom took me out for lunch before heading to therapy. We went to a nice little diner where I used to like going when I was little. They always had the best desserts, or so I remembered. When we got there the place was rather full but they still had a few available tables, so we were seated. We ordered and talked about my aunt and how she was doing so far, about what was going on with me lately (which I was being very illusive about) and how she didn’t want to leave us alone over the weekend but how dad insisted that we will be OK. “We’re going to be fine mom” I said… “I’m sixteen and James is fourteen so I’m pretty sure we will manage just fine for one weekend. You already packed the fridge so we won’t starve, that’s for sure”. We laughed a bit and she seemed a bit more relieved. She also told me that my brother will be at a sleepover Saturday night but his friend’s mom will pick him up and drop him off back at our house on Sunday. I really didn’t mind having the house all to myself for a night, maybe I could relax and do some reading, watch a movie, that kind of stuff. We finished our meal and headed to the doctor’s office. She dropped me off and left after giving me a hug. The receptionist told me I could just walk in when I’m ready; I was never ready to meet with Doctor Carter but also remembered that I had no choice, so I took a deep breath and knocked at his door. He just responded with a quick “-Come in.” and so I did. He was sitting in his chair, so he invited me in and asked me to have a seat on the couch. -“So how have you been lately, what’s new in your life?” “Not much, honestly I’m having more trouble coping with what you are doing to me during our so called sessions than I did with what happened during the assault.” -“I always encourage you to be as honest as possible, especially since it is so easy for me to detect a lie, so please explain how our meetings are making you feel this way….” “Well, I’m being forced to perform these …. Acts… for your pleasure and you are taking advantage of my situation. And I know you said that I have a “choice” but between being humiliated in front of everyone I know and just in front of you, that isn’t much of a choice at all.” I said as I looked down with a tier coming down my cheek. He got up from his chair and sat next to me on the couch. -“I understand Jasmine, and you are right, I am taking advantage of you and especially of your young beautiful body but we could have a good session today and fulfill my needs at the same time…” He just looked at me lustfully and I knew I wasn’t going to like this… He then got even closer and touched my face, tracing his fingers over my cheek, down to my lips contouring them before moving down my neck and slowly over my shirt and down to my belly button. He pulled lightly at the hem of the t-shirt and I knew what he wanted so I just raised my hands as he pulled it over my head. His eyes went straight to my chest as he licked his lips. He slowly reached around my back and unclasped my bra, letting the straps fall of my slender shoulders and exposing my large mounds. With open palms he cupped them gently and gave them a few squeezes, closing his eyes like he had been waiting for this forever. In reality he had probably been waiting to touch me since last time I was here and I knew it before I even arrived. He used both thumbs to rub my soft nipples and kept this up until they got harder. Suddenly he looked up at me: -“all right, let’s start our therapy..” I looked at him confused but he just continued: -“How do you feel about what we are doing, or what I’m doing to you now?” he asked while still playing with my now hard and erect nipples. “I… I hate it… I’m really embarrassed that you are making me do this. And even more that I’m …letting you.” He twisted my nipples harder, not to hurt but to elicit a stronger response from me. “Ohh… A..hh..” escaped my mouth as he continued. -“You hate this as you try to rationalize everything, but how does your body feel?” I didn’t answer but he insisted: “Is your body responding to the stimulation?” he knew the answer but wanted to make me talk. “Ohh…. Yes, it’s responding.” I said and immediately bit my lip after talking as not to make any more sounds, but his hands kept molesting my sensitive areas. -“Is your young body getting turned on?” I just nodded reluctantly. “Answer, use your words Jasmine” “Yes… It’s turned on” -“How about that little pussy of yours? Is it wet yet?’’ “Yes, I’m… wet down there…” I just looked away as I answered, hating the words coming out of my mouth and even more hating that it was all true. -“ OK then, let’s get you out of those jeans and see for ourselves…” And with that he started unzipping my jeans and pulled them down and off throwing them on the chair over my t-shirt and bra. He then pulled my panties down while I just sat there emotionless and looked at him undressing me like a sex doll. He brought his hand back to my face, petting me lightly and the other hand found its way between my athletic thighs and cupped my pussy. He just rubbed gently and smiled at me. I was wet and we both knew it. He rubbed a bit more just over my mound and parted my camel toe a bit to scope come juices, bringing his hand to my mouth. His fingers were wet and slipped in my mouth easily as I parted my lips and tasted myself. I was disgusted with the whole display but his perversity had no end. -“How do you feel now” he asked with his fingers in my mouth. I looked at him and tried to pull away, but he just pulled my head back by grabbing my tongue with his thumb and index finger. “Answer me while you suck your juices off my fingers. Yes, just like that, now TALK.” It was awkward to say the least, but I tried: “It….is ….realy….hard to ..talllkk…..like thisss….” You could barely understand what I was trying to say as I was sucking on his fingers and talking at the same time. I was doing my best to follow his instructions. I was answering and sucking and drool was just coming out between my lips and down my chin. He pulled his fingers out and dug them right between my thighs and into my tight pussy. This made me gasp and even through there was more than enough lubrication from my juices and drool combined, it still hurt as he started fingering me slowly. But as he expected, my body was responding to the stimulation and I got more and more wet, and this made him more excited. -“Does it hurt when I finger your little snatch like this?” “Mmmm yes, a bit.” -“Compare it to when I fucked you here on the couch” “That hurt more, this is just unpleasant now… ahhh.. please… I can’t talk if you rub me …there…” I managed to say as he was now fingering me with one hand and slowly rubbing my clit with the other. But I had no escape so I just opened my legs as he motioned. -“I will rub you slowly but I want you to make an effort and answer directly and explicitly. Do you understand?” “A.. yesss…” -“Compare what I did to you to the previous time when you were sodomized, in the van” “I.. It hurt more when they did it. It was the first time for me and I was more than terrified… of the whole thing. They were so rough and violent, but they were also touching me all over at once which I think made me confused, not being able to concentrate on any one thing… When you did it was slower but also hurt a lot, I was more conscious of what was happening and it was all hitting me harder, I mean what you were doing to me and what you made me do.” I paused a bit and he was now getting even more excited as he was listening to my words, he started rubbing my clit harder and fingering me deeper and fasted. I couldn’t talk and he noticed that I was approaching orgasm. He reluctantly slowed down and then just stopped for a moment, not letting me cum just yet, but just looking at my flushed face and licking his lips again. He then asked me to kneel on the couch, which I did, and he slipped one hand between my legs and the other one behind me between my butt cheeks. He lubricated his right hand in my cunny and then put it in my mouth again. Then he did the same with his other hand, but once it left my mouth he brought it behind me and started pushing one finger in my anus. I gasped, so he stuck his initial hand back in my mouth, two and the three fingers stretching my cheeks and making me lick between his wet fingers. I was moaning and licking and his index finger was burring in my butt, forcing my tight sphincter to give in to his will once again. I was now rhythmically penetrated in my anus and mouth by both his greedy hands sucking and moaning into one of them and being probed by the other which was now pushing all the way in and pulling all the way out over and over again. He pulled out of my mouth and started talking again while looking straight into my eyes: -“What are you experiencing?’’ I couldn’t believe he wanted me to talk like this, with his finger in my butt and drool trickling down my chin, which I wasn’t even allowed to wipe off, but instead let it slowly spill on my tender breasts and down my tummy…. “It hurts, my … butt is still a bit sore from last time I was here and it is the most demeaning thing when you put your fingers in…. there.” I looked at him for a moment but he just continued what he was doing and now was going even faster. I knew he wanted to hear more so I just continued: “ It was worse when you put your penis I there, it stretched me too much for me to bare, but what you are doing now is equally humiliating…. Ahh…… noo…. Please don’t.” I managed to say as he started rubbing my clit with his other hand. He was alternating between fingering my pussy and rubbing my engorged clit with his left hand all the while penetrating my sore anus with his right hand index finger. -“You are edging on orgasming and this will be fun to see how you come as I add more pressure on your butt and pussy at the same time.” As he said this he pulled out of my anus and went straight to my mouth. I was forced to taste myself again and started licking and sucking as he kept finger fucking my soaking cunny. He made me suck two finger again and I feared that they would both go in my butt now. But I was wrong, he was going to make me take three finger in there which I realized as he stuck all three in my mouth now and whispered in my ear to make them nice and slippery with my “hot luscious mouth” as he put it. I did as I was told, trying to make it a bit easier on myself in vain. When he was satisfied he returned the saliva dripping hand to my back side and started working all three fingers in at once. This made me cringe but also moan due to the rubbing that my red clit was receiving. Slowly and painfully all fingers were in now and twisting and turning in my tight little butt hole. -“Are you still close to cumming ?” he asked. I shook mi head, being unsure if I would orgasm or not with the pain that I was receiving, but he just smiled and rubbed my clit fast…. That was it, right there and then I came hard, heaving and moaning as he just kept molesting my young butt and pussy for his own satisfaction, taking advantage of all the things he knew about me from what I had told him regarding my assault, from what he knew psychologically and physically… My pussy was making slopping sounds as he continued his ministrations on it pulling his fingers slowly from my abused rectum and making me suck on them for the million time today. I was totally lost as I just orgasmed forcefully and just sucked in defeat while his other hand was still rubbing me. It was now very painful with my cunny, but he just wouldn’t give me a break. -“Your genitals get very sensitive after an orgasm, it is our body’s natural response, telling us that we should stop, but I know you can orgasm again my horny little toy…” Then he pulled his hand away from my mouth and spoke again: “can you still answer?” I paused between breaths and just nodded. “Ok, let’s try: are you close to another orgasm?” “I.. ahh… I’m not sure,…. It hurts now…” -“Well, you came for the guys in the van, so I’m sure you can do it for me… What I want is for you to tell me when you are close and when it happens. I want you to look right at me when you speak.” He than started rubbing faster and harder as he was slapping my butt one cheek at a time. I felt it build up and reluctantly forced myself to look up at him: “I think… I’m gonna’ .. ahh cum…. Nowww……..” He just smiled and pressed his lips onto mine sticking his tongue in my mouth as I came again. My moans were muffled but some disgusting sounds still escaped between our lips as the waves passed through my exhausted body. Finally after what seemed like forever he broke the kiss and looked at me, his hand still rubbing slowly between my shaking legs. “Please,….. please stop, I ….. just can’t anymore….” I was breathing heavily, my eyes half closed, pleading for some mercy. He finally stopped and just stood back looking at me with delight. I was all sweaty, large breasts heaving up and down, drool glistening on them trickling down to my soaking pussy. He seemed pleased with his work but something told me that he wasn’t done with me just yet. It was the bulge in his pants that was trying to break out since he first had me sit on the couch almost an hour ago. He smiled as I looked at it and then met his gaze. He stood up and dropped his pants and underwear, walked in front of me and just pointed his throbbing erection at my face. It was red, engorged and dripping with pre-cum. -“Don’t worry, it won’t take me long…” he smirked and just pushed it slowly between my wet lips which parted with no resistance and just sucked him in. My hands were at my side and he started moving in and out of my mouth slowly. My soft lips were encasing his thick member effortlessly slipping in and out of my warm mouth. His eyes were closed and I knew he was telling the truth about not lasting long. I was expecting his perverted cock to explode in my mouth any moment. He started pumping in and out faster and I sucked harder like he told me last time he did this, making uncontrolled slurping sounds in the process. That turned him on even more, if that was possible and a few more violent pumps later he started ejaculating long thick jets of semen in my mouth and down my throat, forcing me to swallow all of it at once as it was gushing in as to not choke or throw up in the process. When he was done, he pulled out slowly but told me to keep my mouth open and tongue out. I did as I was instructed and he milked a few last drops of slimy cum on my tongue as I looked up at his cock. -“Close your mouth but don’t swallow yet, I want to talk a bit. How does it taste?” My eyes grew big, but then just resumed myself in defeat and awkwardly answered… “It’s bad… I hate it. It has a strong salty taste and thick texture…..” I was really trying to talk while not spilling it on me and not choking either. -“Does it get easier as you swallow more loads?” he shamelessly asked with a diabolical smile. “No. And I don’t understand why you make me do it….” I said with resentment while still fighting the urge to spit out or at least swallow. -“that’s a fair question. You have no idea how sexy you are when you suck me off like that and especially when you complacently swallow like a good little girl. It turns me on so much that my only regret is that I can’t sum again and again… Plus I told you before that I have never had anyone swallow my cum before you, so I have quite a few unfulfilled fantasies that I will be using you to make come true. Is the semen making you drool as you hold it in your mouth?” I nodded. “Now go ahead and swallow. How was the mixture of cum and saliva? By the look on your face I’m assuming not good…” “No, it was gross.” I answered looking him straight in the eye with defiance. -“… Actually I would like to talk more about this but we will have to put a pin in it until next time since our time is almost up and I want you to clean yourself up a bit before your mom gets here.’’ So I got up, naked, and walked to his private bathroom and turned the sink on to wash myself a bit. He asked me to leave the door open so he can watch me some more before I left. I wiped myself up and bent down to rinse my mouth a bit but he stopped me: -“Don’t rinse, in fact don’t even have a drink. I want you to go home with some cum taste in your mouth like a little slut…’’ As I got dressed he looked over his schedule and asked to speak to my mom when she gets here about moving the next session to a different day. I looked at the time and we were past the hour so I made myself look semi presentable and stepped out of the office with him closely behind me. My mom was in the lobby and got up when she saw Dr. Carter -“Hello Misses Jones, how are you?” he politely asked “Well, thank you doctor. How is Jasmine’s counseling going? -“We are making good progress, in fact we had a really deep talk today…. But I won’t bother you with all the details. Just want you to know that she is in good hands. She is quite a good listener and as long as she does as required for our therapy the progress will continue as expected.” My mom was happy to hear this but I was reading between the lines and just felt a nod in my stomach… “I wanted to talk to you about next week’s schedule, I will not able to meet with Jasmine on Monday, so was hoping we could move it to Tuesday just for this next week. I hope this doesn’t emptied any other plans that you may have…” ‘’No, not at all, in fact it works great for us, you see, my husband and I are going out of town for the weekend and we are leaving the kids by themselves. We should be back on Monday but I’m not sure what time, so this works fine for us not to have be in such a hurry to make the appointment.” The good doctor just smiled and after exchanging a few pleasantries we left the office. I didn’t like the look of that smile but didn’t think much of it either. I had my mind on other things like what I was just submitted to in his office, the foul taste in my mouth, plus the fact that my knees were still a bit shaky from the forced orgasms that I had just experienced at the pervert’s hand. We arrived home and I just ran upstairs for the bathroom sink. I rinsed my mouth and brushed my teeth, and rinsed again. The taste was physically gone but in my mind it was still there. I checked to see if I had enough bath towels and then got in the shower. I spent the rest of the day in my room quietly, I wanted no contact with anyone…

I woke up feeling warm and fuzzy. I heard my chimes twinkling away loudly before I felt a strong breeze across my face. I started to roll out of bed to close my windows so the sound of the chimes wouldn't wake Shan but I couldn't move. I looked down and realised an arm was around my waist. I recognized Shan's star tattoo immediately. I placed my hand over his and snuggled back against him thinking about what had happened just a few hours ago. I felt save in his arms, content and loved. It had been a while since I had felt like this, I wanted to savor every moment. I could feel his warm breath on my neck, his face was probably buried in my hair. My movement woke Shan up, I felt him stir before his grip on me tightened and he took a deep breath. I felt him hesitate for a second before he realised it was me. I pretended as if I were still asleep to see what he would do. He breathed in my scent as his arm travelled higher and his hand found my left breast. He drew me in closer as he leaned over me trapping his hand cupping my breast under us. I felt his lips on my neck as he squeezed my breast gently. He planted light kisses on the back of my neck. I felt the silk of his boxers against my bare ass, my cotton covers kept the breeze out. I opened my eyes ever so slightly so I could check the time, it was 7:35am. "Rhea.." Shan whispered softly into my hair. "Hmmm..." I moaned back groggily. Shan snuggled me pushing his crotch up against my ass. I could feel his soft cock push against me. I shifted so I could roll around to face Shan, snuggling my face against his chest. His hand moved my hair out of my face and followed down the length of my curls stopping at my waist. "Good morning babygirl." Shan whispered as he kissed my forehead. I kissed his chest and let out a sleepy moan in response. His fingers massaged my waist and back softly as I shivered slightly in the morning breeze. His other hand held his head propped up on my pillow as he looked down at me. I began to wake up, I sat up in bed pulling the covers up with me shielding my breasts from the cold air. "Good morning Shan!" I greeted him softly as I kissed his cheek lightly, "Thank you!" I smiled down at him sweetly as I started to plait my hair. He watched as the covers slowly slid down my chest revealing the tops of my breasts as I neared the end of my hair. "Could you pass me a hair tie please?" I asked without looking up at him, I let the end of my plait fall between my breats. Shan sat up and handed me a silky blue hair tie, he watched as I tied my hair and let it fall back between my breasts before looking up at him. He smiled at me, his hazel eyes looking into the depths of my soul. "What do you see?" I asked sweetly, tilting my head slightly to catch the sun. He starred back at me confused. "In my soul Shan, you're staring so deeply into my eyes." I explained laughing at him. "Oh well, I was just admiring you. I guess I hadn't really thought of how much you'd been through but you still made it here, half way across the world alone making a future for yourself. I really do hope you find someone to share your life with that can appreciate you and give you the strength and motivation you need. I guess I had an easy life, never really had to struggle just to get through the day, you are stronger than you think you are." Shan confessed. "Thanks I guess, I don't know what to say. You're right I've been struggling but I get by. So forget it, well no don't forget it. That's what I need, someone to acknowledge me and be there for me. Just a little bit of extra strength." I replied while playing with my hair. "Thank you again Shan, you make me feel wanted. Anyway I'm going to have a shower." I gave Shan a sweet smile as I put on my blouse and got out of bed. Not bothering to look for my shorts or panties I grabbed a silk robe and headed to the bathroom. I closed the bathroom door but didn't lock it. My apartment albeit small was a luxury suite and the bathroom was my favorite. It had a spacious outdoor feeling with a white and bamboo colour palette. The white marble wash vanity had a large mirror which made the room seem more open. All the fixtures had bamboo finishings. The toilet was in a corner and along the wall ran a built in closet which housed the washer and dryer, next to the closet was a bench and a long bamboo towel rack. Enclosed behind glass was an inground oval bath tub with a waterfall shower head hung from the ceiling in the middle of the tub. Along the wide ledge along the glass wall I had a set up of white stoneware holders housing the essentials for the shower along with candles and incense. On the right wall A bamboo finished rail acted as a towel rack as well as rail for stepping into the tub. On the far left well hung a telephone massager showerhead near a corner seat in the tub. The back wall had a large mirror flanked 2 small marble shelves which held more candles as well as small plants in green ceramic bowls. The lighting was muted to reflect of the bright white tile. I had added fluffy white carpet to make it feel a little more cozy. I also added a music system, nothing too fancy. I switched on the music and turned it up, some soft ocean nature sounds accompanied by a flute filled the room. I brushed my teeth then let my blouse fall to the floor as I stepped into the shower room. I decided to shave my pussy before showering. Grabbing what I needed from the ledge I turned on the small showerhead and let the hot water wash over my bush. I first trimmed my hair down before sitting back and spreading my legs to begin shaving. I thought about how Shan had treated me so tenderly, it had been at least 2 years since I had sex or been eaten out, his touch was so full of desire. Once I was done shaving I cleaned up and turned on the overhead shower. I admired myself in the mirror as I waited for the water to heat up. I had shaved my pussy lips clean leaving a neatly trimmed triangle above. I undid my hair as I enjoyed the hot water flowing over me. As I shampooed my hair the steam transformed my bathroom into a bamboo forest. I swayed to the music as I opened my eyes to my happy place. A soft knocking brought me back. "My I come in?" Shans voice called out from the other side of the door. Before I answered the door opened slightly so I just nodded when Shan stepped in. "Do you mind?" He asked as he headed toward the vanity and picked up his toothbrush. I gestured for him to carry on as I turned back to wash the shampoo out of my hair. In the time it took me to condition my hair Shan had finished brushing his teeth and now stood leaning against the marble vanity counter about to light a cigarette. I gave him a disapproving glare as he took a drag, he shrugged and grinned back at me as he continued. "Do you really have to do that now, here, just after you brushed your teeth? You're ruining my sanctuary." I scolded Shan as I put my hair up and then reached over for my body wash and sponge. "Sanctuary? Your bathroom is cool and stuff but is it really your sanctuary?" Shan asked as he carried on smoking. "Hmm yeah it is kinda. Listen, turn up the music, let the hot water take you away to a misty bamboo forest far away. Hear the birds, the leaves rustling, the wind blowing and the rain falling." I described what I saw to Shan as I soaped myself up with my eyes closed. When I opened my eyes Shan had opened the shower room door and was now seated on the side of the tub smoking as he watched me with a smile on his face. "Do you mind if I join you in your sanctuary?" He asked as he put out the cigarette and stood up. "Hmm I guess so, you're already here." I replied slowly. "You can say no Rhea it's ok." Shan reassured me. "Yeah it's ok you may." I replied. Shan slowly slipped out of his shorts and made his way towards me. He enjoyed the hot water for a few seconds before reaching for my body wash and the other sponge. He began soaping his body up as I rinsed my hair out. I carried on bathing not paying attention to Shan as I applied a face mask and then put my hair up after applying the rest of my treatment. I made my way closer to Shan so I could rinse off. I had my back to him as I raised my face to the hot water. I felt a soapy hand on my hip as I was about to move away. "Stay with me please..." Shans voice was soft and slow, his hand curled around my waist drawing me against his soapy body. His other hand went to my neck and his fingers slowly massaged me as the hit water flowed over us. "Mmmhhh.." I moaned as I leaned into him so his fingers to massage the right spot. "Thank you." He whispered into my ear as he now massaged my neck and shoulders with both hands. "Mmm wait," I told him as I reached over to the ledge and picked up fancy glass jar. I opened the lid and scooped out a handful of my favorite tropical body butter and held out my hand for Sham to smell. His smile widened as he breathed in the familiar fragrance. I put some onto his hand before turning around. Shan was inches away from me, as I bent over to place the jar down my thigh grazed his flaccid cock. I heard him breathe in deeply as I turned back to face him. I smiled up at him as I rubbed the cream into his shoulders and arms massaging him. Shane followed my lead and went back to massaging my neck working the cream into my skin. He drew me in closer, my nipples just barely touching his abs. "Rhea can I ask something of you please? No pressure at all it's just a suggestion and I'll understand if you don't agree." Shan asked cautiously, his hands still massaging my neck and shoulders moving lower towards my breasts. "You may." I replied slowly. "I was thinking it would be nice if maybe within the confines of your home if maybe we could well, maybe pretend like... like we are, um, a couple? You can say no at anytime, or change your mind at anytime. I just thought it may be nice." Shans voice was slow and deliberate. "Uhh, I don't know what to think. I think it would be nice but..." I replied cautiously, my hands had stopped massaging and now rested on his biceps. "Can I say ok for now?" I asked. Thoughts rushed through my mind that I didn't want to dwell on right now. Here, I just wanted to be in the moment. Shane lifted my head up and kissed my lips delicately before replying, "You can say no at any time. You're safe with me Rhea, I won't make you do anything you don't want to." He hugged me close, his hands running all over my back. After a few seconds I pushed him back slightly, he looked down at me confused. "You're getting soap on my face," I laughed at him as I rinsed my eyes. He laughed before kissing me, his tongue pushing passed my lips and into my mouth. I held his face as we kissed, his hands were on my hips lightly massaging the exact spots he knew sent tingles through my body. His hands moved to my ass as he pulled me close cupping and massaging my ass. I felt his semi hard cock against my thigh. He kissed me passionately, like a teen he licked my lips and face. He bent over and picked me up causing me to wrap my legs around his waist. He kissed down my neck and to my breasts sucking my nipples into his mouth. I moaned as I leaned back and let the hot water rain down my face and into Shans mouth as he sucked on my breasts. As Shan set me back on my feet I felt his hard cock rub against my pussy. Shan studied my freshly shaven pussy as he reached for the sponge. He began massaging the creamy soap into my neck and shoulders moving down my body making sure his fingers touched my skin. He knelt down as he spread my legs, soaping my thighs. He kissed the neatly trimmed bush above my pussy before licking hard, his tongue pushing passed my pussy lips and into my tight hole and then up to my clit which he sucked on hard. I moaned loudly and held onto Shans shoulders pulling him back up to kiss him. I tasted myself on his tongue as I sucked it into my mouth. I took the sponge from Shan to return the favor. I massaged his body delicately making sure my fingers touched his skin. When I reached his hips I kissed his soapy stomach and knelt down to reach his legs. His cock was slowly rising making it hard to ignore. I looked up into his eyes as I slowly slid the sponge over his cock and balls. Shane smiled down at me his eyes fixed on hand sponging his cock. When I was done I got up and tossed the sponge aside pulling Shan completely under the flowing water with me. His hands went to my face delicately running his thumb across my lips before making his way down to my breasts. My hands were on his waist massaging and feeling his hips. As the hot water washed away the soap from our bodies Shan pulled me to him rubbing his face against mine before he kissed my lips. His hand on my chin tilted my face down as he kissed my forehead, I was now looking down at his hard cock resting against my stomach. He had a short trimmed bush of brown hair around the base of his cock, his balls had a sparse covering of hair. He tilted my face up again and looked into my eyes as his hand slowly guided mine to the base of his cock. The look of desire in his face deepened as my hand closed around the base of his cock, he squeezed my hand gently around his cock. His lips found mine as he left my hand around his cock. I stroked his cock slowly as we kissed, swirling my hand around his cock. His breathing got heavier as I increased my pressure on his cock. He broke our kiss and rested his forehead against mine as he watched my hand on his cock. I could feel him harden and grow in my hand. His circumsized hard cock stood straight out with a slight curve upward at the mushroom head. As I stroked his cock thickened around the middle. I kissed his lips gently as his hands undid my wet hair letting it fall around me under the flow of water. His fingers now buried in my hair moving my head so he could get his tongue into my mouth. My grip on his cock increased as I kept stroking slowly. I broke our kiss and looked into his eyes trying to see how he was feeling, he looked back at me wantingly. I kissed his lips lightly as I took his hand in mine, his cock still in my other. I led him to the corner of the tub and sat down in the seat, turning off the main shower and turning on the handheld showerhead. I handed it to him and let the hot water flow over my body. His cock was now at my eye level as I sat in front of him, I looked up at him as I continued to stroke him now using both hands. He moaned as he moved the showerhead over the both of us keeping us warm. The water felt amazing falling gently over my body, hitting my nipples and tickling my skin. His cock now rock hard as I got both hands around it moving up and down and around but not touching his head. "Rhea," Shan moaned as I nursed his cock. I let his cock fall from my hands but it defied gravity and stood out at attention waiting for my next move. I looked up at Shan as I cupped his balls in one hand massaging gently as he let out soft moans with his eyes closed. I lifted his cock up a little running my fingers along the underside till I got to the base, Shans eyes still closed as he moaned. I leaned forward watching Shans face and stuck my tongue out touching the base of his cock and quickly licked up the underside till I got to the head letting it rest fully on my tongue. Shan's eyes shot open at the touch of my tongue on his cock he starred down at me with a look of desire as I let the head of his cock rest on my tongue in my open mouth for a while. He gasped as I closed my mouth around his mushroom head and sucked softly letting my mouth fill up with saliva and swirling it around his cock head. His hand now held my cheek, I moved his cock to the side of my mouth so he could feel himself through my cheek. He groaned loudly as his thumb massaged my cheek putting pressure on his cock in my mouth. I circled his cock with both my hands, his cock head still in my mouth, and stroked gently. I swirled my tongue around him licking the ridge of his mushroom head. His hand didn't leave my face as he positioned the showerhead massaging my body with hot water slowly starting on my back and then shoulders and arms and then into my breasts and legs. I let my hand rest on his thigh as I sucked more of his cock into my mouth slowly. Very slowly I took more and more of his cock into my mouth whilst stroking him. I felt him watching as my mouth stretched around his thick cock. I got halfway down his cock before letting him slip out of my mouth so I could catch my breath. I heard him groan as his cock left my warm mouth. I kept stroking now moving my hand up to collect the saliva covering the head of cock and spreading it all over his shaft making it slick and easier to stroke as I twirled my hand. Shan's hips thrust forward causing me to speed up my stroking, I looked up to see a look of pleasure and pleading on his face. I smiled at him sweetly as he moaned. Once I caught my breath my mouth joined my hand on Shan's cock. I licked the base of his cock before leaving soft kisses on his skin and pulling on his pubic hair gently causing him to groan loudly. I then licked at his cock like a lollipop letting my saliva coat his hot cock so I could stroke him. Shan's moans were turning me on, the desire in his voice as he called out my name sent shivers of pleasure through me. I looked up into his eyes as I sucked his cock into my silky mouth again. I moaned against his cock making me push himself further into my open mouth. I could feel his cock filling my throat as I tried to deepthroat him, I couldn't reach the base of his cock before pulling back and letting him slip out till I was just sucking on his head. "Oh fuck Rhea that feels amazing," Shan groaned as his fingers found my nipple and began pulling and pinching. I tried again sucking in his cock till he reached my throat but I just couldn't take him in any further so I kept stroking while bobbing my head up and down his thick long shaft. "Rhea spread your legs," Shan groaned out between moans. I obliged and spread my legs revealing my hot pussy to him. Shan directed the showerhead over my pussy causing the pressure of the water to hit my clit gently just inches away from the perfect spot. I squirmed and moaned with his cock still down my throat. He increased the pressure of the water sending jolts of pleasure through my body. "Gentle Shan please, that's too much." I pleaded with him as I rested my head against him still stroking his cock. I felt the pressure lower as he continued to massage me with the water alternating between my pussy and nipples. I went back to sucking on his cock increasing my speed, my saliva dripping down his cock and over his balls. I reached up for his hand and held it in mine as I took his cock down my throat. I replaced my mouth with his hand and looked up at him as I made him stroke his cock. I smiled up at him as I leaned down and kissed his balls as he stroked his cock. He groaned as the kisses turned into licks before I began sucking on his swollen balls. "Fuck Rhea yesss!" Shan groaned as I sucked on his balls filling my mouth. His grip on his cock tightened as he stroked faster. I moved his hand away and replaced it with my own, he groaned loudly as I slowed down the pace while still sucking hard on his balls. I swirled my hand around his cock as I slowly stroked him increasing my speed after each stroke. I alternated between sucking on his balls and cock head. "Suck my cock Rhea please!" Shan pleaded as his hands held my head. I moved my hand to his balls cupping and massaging them while I went to work sucking on his cock. I started off slowly allowing him to thrust into my mouth getting deeper on each thrust. I stuck my tongue out trying to lick his balls as I got closer. Eventually I managed to fit his entire shaft down my throat. He held onto my head causing my to gag a little before letting me off his hard cock. I looked up to see Shans head hung back as he moaned, he had the shower positioned behind his neck letting the water flow down his chest and over my face as I deepthroated his thick shaft. I got into a pattern sucking his cock as deep as I could, my tongue licking at his balls before I stroked him following my mouth to the head of his cock. I kept my pace steady trying not to gag. Shane leaned over me to turn off the water causing his cock to go deeper down my throat making me gag. He pulled out quickly holding my face in his hands. "It's ok," I reassured him as I held his hands. Shane bent down and kissed my lips before bring my hands back to his cock. I licked up and down his shaft slowly making Shan moan deliciously. I smiled up at him before sucking his bulbous head into my mouth, sucking hard and swirling my tongue around the ridge of his head. He gasped as my tongue found his sweet spot on the underside of his cock head. I tickled at the spot with my tongue making him groan. I kept stroking his cock as I nursed the head in my mouth. I sealed my lips around the head of his cock and filled my mouth with saliva as I licked at the underside of his cock head. Shane moaned calling out my name, his moans and groans turned me on knowing that I was making him feel so good. "Ohh yess Rhea dont stop, fuckkk yess ooh, suck it please!" Shan did not hold back his moans of pleasure. I opened my mouth letting my saliva flow down his cock making it slick as I stroked him. I began sucking on his cock again taking him into my till my outstretched tongue licked at his balls. I quickened my pace making Shan groan loudly, "Rhea oh fuck that's going to make me cum fast, please don't stop ohhh!" I tightened my mouth on his cock and sucked hard making him call out my name loudly. Shan held my head as he thrust into my mouth, my hand still stroked the base of his cock controlling his pace. He thrust into my mouth again and again eventually fitting his entire shaft down my throat. I groaned around his cock making him moan. I moved his hands away I began sucking on the head of his cock as I swirled both my hands around his shaft stroking him. Shan hand his hands on my shoulders as he hunched over moaning. "Babygirl I'm going to cum." Shan groaned as he pushed me of his cock and started stroking himself. I stuck out my tongue and let his bulbous head rest in my mouth as Shan stroked his rock hard cock. I cupped his swollen balls squeezing them gently. I closed my mouth around his cock head and sucked hard as Shan groaned loudly, "Rhea no I'm going to cum!" His cock flexed in my mouth as he exploded into my mouth. I let his cock fall out of my mouth but kept massaging his balls as he kept cumming spraying my chest and breasts with his thick cum. His cock flexing as he kept stroking squirting globs of cum on me. It seemed like minutes went by before Shans moans got softer and his cock stopped spraying his hot cum onto my breasts. Shan slowly sank to his knees in front of me resting his face on my shoulder breathing heavily. I held him in my arms bringing his mouth up to mine kissing his lips sweetly. His tongue licked at my lips pushing them apart as he kissed me. His hand found my breast and he massaged his thick cum into my soft skin. He broke our kiss and began kissing down my neck till he reached my nipples. He sucked on each nipple flicking at them with his tongue before swirling them hard with his lips. When he was done he rested his head on my breasts breathing heavily. "Thank you Rhea, I'm sorry I came in your mouth." He whispered to me. "It's ok Shan I didn't give you much choice." I told him whilst holding him. I turned his head so I could look into his eyes when I noticed his cum smeared all over his face. "You have cum all over your face," I giggled at him while I turned on the shower again. He laughed as I licked up one side of his face licking up a bit of cum as I waited for the water to heat up. He took the showerhead and rinsed us off kissing and licking my lips and body. I stood up pulling him up with me, holding him close I kissed him pushing my tongue into his mouth. His arms encircled me crushing me against him. "I'm cold Shan can I get out?" I asked softly. He kissed my lips hard before letting go of me. I grabbed the showerhead and rinsed myself off once more letting the hot water flow through my hair. Shane rinsed off as I dried myself, put on a robe and put my hair up in a towel. I sat down on the bench and began applying lotion on my body. Shan dried off and put on a pair of sweatpants and a tshirt. "Can I help with your hair?" Shan asked as I towel dried my hair. "Really? You want to help with my hair, are you sure? It's not as easy as it looks." I asked him as I laughed. "Yeah I'm sure." Shan replied flatly. "Hmm ok let me get dressed." I told him as I walked to my room. I got dressed putting on a floral long sleeved full length dress. Shan walked into my room with two cups off coffee just as I finished dressing. "That dress looks good on you. I know you still think you're that chubby teen but really you're not anymore. Trust me!" Shan told me whilst sipping on his coffee. "Thanks for that and thanks for the coffee too." I told him whilst sipping. After we had finished our coffee I showed him how to blow dry my hair. Once he had finished he held me close burying his face in my hair inhaling deeply. "I love how you smell Hana." Shan said as he began kissing my neck as he held me from behind his arms crossed around my waist. "Thanks Shan." I replied as I turned and kissed his lips gently before moving out of his embrace. "Get ready we're going out for breakfast." I smiled at Shan as I walked out the room.

I knew I was crazy to even think of doing this but I knew it had to be done in order for me to move on. I couldn't get him out of my mind and this was the most logical way I thought I could handle it. I gave myself one last look in the mirror before leaving; I was wearing my newly bought lingerie for him, it was a deep teal satin and lace bra and panties with a matching garter belt. It fit me so perfectly and showed off my curves in all the right ways. I wore my hair the way he always liked it and added some dark crimson lipstick. I lifted up my stockings one last time before putting on my heels and coat and making my way over to his house. It's 12am on a Friday night. I knew that everyone would be out except for him. His obsession with World of Warcraft was what broke us apart two years ago and now I'm so grateful of his obsession for keeping him at home. He answered the door pretty quickly but froze solid when he saw me. "Expecting the pizza man?" I joked. But he didn't laugh, of course. "Wh-what the hell are you doing here?" "Can I come in and explain? It's pretty cold out here." "Why should I let you? Two years and now you want to walk back in like nothing happened?" "I know this will sound stupid but I miss you. I've tried to avoid contacting you and it's been incredibly hard. I thought that the only way to move on was to see you again. I know I sound like a loony but I really miss you." I could see his features had softened. "We have a very long history and I really don't want that all to go to waste. We both meant a lot to each other and I kept hoping that one day you'd call but it never came so I decided to make the first move... so, here I am." "Two years later? It's taken you two whole years to 'make the first move'?" "Like I said, I've tried moving on but it hasn't worked. I couldn't be with anyone because I kept thinking about you. I've tried to keep myself busy, I moved towns, changed phones and numbers. Nothing worked. So I came back here to this shithole because I have to see you again." He took a step back and motioned for me to walk in. "Wanna take your coat off? It's pretty warm in here." I bit my lip. "Yeah sure." I slowly opened my coat and shrugged it off my shoulders. I knew this is a pretty risky thing for me to do but since I've left the house my excitement has built up and my panties were getting wetter and wetter. Upon seeing him, I started to throb and it's taking all my power to hold myself back from not pushing him against the wall. He took a step toward me and stopped. He looked me up and down. I had no idea what was going through his mind then but I was losing it. Does it like it? Doesn't he like it? "Wow." he breathed. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, "Oh, so you like it? I bought it just for you." He took another step closer. We're inches apart now. He is slightly taller than me when I'm not in heels but now we were both at eye level. "Why did you come back?" He looked deeply into my eyes. He looked hurt. So hurt. I felt horrible. But there was something else in his eyes. Hunger. "I told you, I miss you." "But you said you wanted to move on. So, what, are you just going to fuck me then leave?" "I- no. I can see now that that won't happen. I want to stay with you. I want us again. I need you." "How do I know that you won't just leave again?" I reach out and hold his cheek in my palm. I slowly move closer to him and press my lips against his. He holds me closer with his hand on my lower back and kiss me deeper. I feel the kiss spread through my body and lose myself to it. His free hand tangles itself in my hair and his other grabs my behind hard, lifting my leg up over his hip. He lifts my other leg and carries me to his room. Throwing me on the bed, he takes off his singlet and lays on top of me. I spread open my legs and wrap them around his waist. He kisses me hard and grabs my breast in his palm. I could feel his lust growing against my waist and let out a moan as he begins to grind on top of me. He kisses down my neck and wraps his arms around me to take off my bra. His kisses make their way down to my breasts and take my nipple in his mouth. He nibbles and licks it, sending shivers down my spine and little moans escaping my lips. He moves on to the next nipple and does the same thing. I tangle my hands through his hair. I love his hair long and was so glad he hadn't cut it. He kisses over my stomach and leaves a little bite on my side. He continues down till he reaches my inner thighs. Unlatching the straps on my garter belt, I lift my waist up allowing him to slide my panties off my legs. I spread open my legs again and watch as he begins to slowly tease and nibble my thighs. His fingers feel my wetness and rub between my thighs before thrusting two inside of me. His tongue starts working it magic, licking and sucking at my clit as his fingers continue thrusting in and out of me. I push him deeper into me and start grinding my hips with his movements, my moans growing as I near my orgasm. He starts thrusting faster, his tongue stimulating my clit till I pull his head away and hold his fingers in place. I feel my walls tightening around his fingers as I reach my climax. My thighs slowly shake as my juices flow over him. He pulls them out and slowly rubs them over my clit before bringing them to my lips so I can suck them clean. I sit myself up and motion for him to lay next to me. "My turn," I say, with a smile on my lips. I crawl over him and bring my head over his boxers. Sliding my fingers under the band, I pull them down and off his legs. He is just the right size. Not too big, not too small. Not too thick, nor too thin. I grab him in my hand and started rubbing him as my tongue licked at his pre-cum that had already starting oozing. Maintaining eye contact with him, I slid my mouth down till I reach the base, my hand cupping his sack and rubbing small circles at the base. He threw his head back and let out a moan, his hand holding up my hair and lifting and lowering my head to his pace. I pull him out and lick his shaft, biting the side and licking the tip. He always loved when I bit him there. I took him in again, lowering myself all the way down before sucking and rubbing him. I feel him start to throb in my mouth. He spreads open his thighs and raises his hips, allowing him to thrust into me deeper, making me gag, I continue sucking. His moans increase as I feel his cum travelling through his boner. With a few more thrusts I feel his hot cum sliding down my throat. I continue rubbing him with my hand as I pull him out of my mouth and watch as the last few drops slide over his tip and onto my hands. I lick at what's left and crawl over him. Kissing him deeply, I lay flat on top of him. His hands on my behind, grabbing and grinding my hips on top of him.

Many years ago, I was on holiday in the UK with Grant, he has a big family, mainly brothers, one I fancied, but never got the chance to fuck, but maybe that was going to change. We were staying with another family member, but seeing as Luke owned a pub and had room we moved in with him for a few days, it turned out to better than I hoped. He was single and no shortage of woman chasing him, but often I found he pushed up against me when we were in his flat above the pub, and gave me sly looks too, but then he did know we swung, so it never worried me or Grant. I told Grant we were going to have to get him alone so I could get him to fuck me, Grant smiled saying he had thought about a 3 some with him, so why not. So one night before the pub closed, I went up early, and got ready, Grant knew I was stirring things up a bit, we had a en’suite so Grant had set up a douche, I set about making myself ready for a good nights fucking, Grant came up to and gave himself a quick clean out, we sat waiting for Luke to head up stairs, I wore just a thin near see though dress, no bra or undies. When the door opened I got a shock, Luke had brought Alan up too, his cousin in law, bugger, both their eyes popped out seeing me sitting nearly naked in front of them. Luke was first to speak, saying wow, what have we here. Alan stopped dead, his cock started to grow in his trousers. I stood and said I’m trying on a new dress to show Grant, do you like it guys, with that I did a twirl, showing my ass off to them both, then jiggled my tits in their faces. Grant said, we brought it for me to wear to the parties we go to, Luke said “what kind of parties are they” with no hesitation, I said swingers parties, Why? Alan spoke out, saying,’ What parties? I said swinging parties, Wife swapping, with a huge smile, they both nearly fell over and looked at Grant, he smiled and said “ and she never misses out on getting laid either”, with that he walked over and gave me a kiss and pulled my dress up more, showing of my shaved pussy. Luke was standing near me, as Grant pulled my dress over my head, to show off my body; I did another twirl and said “is that better” My hand went out touching Luke’s cock, Alan now looked stunned as my big tits swung in front of him, whilst I still played with Luke’s cock, Grant moved behind me, his cock rubbing my ass and pussy, I bent forward, to pull Luke’s cock out, then with one steady push Grant’s cock slid easily into my wet hole, just as my mouth wrapped onto Luke’s cock. Grant pushed into me, my mouth went further and further onto Luke’s rod, Alan stroking his cock to the side of me, I knew Luke’s cock would be a good size, if the cock size ran in the family, but my eyes now popped seeing Alan’s member sticking out, as it grew and grew, now some 8 inches long and still growing, I pushed back hard getting all of Grant’s cock into me, he must have seen Alan’s cock to, as he trust harder into my wet pussy. After awhile I moved forward, turning to allow Luke to slide his cock into my pussy, he quickly took Grant’s place his cock much the same size went right in balls deep first push, my mouth now found Alan’s meat, oh yes, this was worth eating too, fully grown it was beautiful, a full 9 inch cock and a nice girth too, as his balls tried hard to hit my chin I gagged a bit, but soon took it all in, my throat felt the full force as Alan got more confident. I let Luke fuck me for awhile then moved for Alan to take his turn, now sucking Luke, Alan eased his tool forward, his knob head found the entrance to my love channel, he pushed forward, this was beginning to feel good, as each inch went in I pushed back until we met, his balls slapping my ass, as he found his stride, my body was ripped by a huge orgasm. Both guys now seemed to more comfortable, the nerves giving way to their cocks, as hands and mouths found the different parts of my body and another orgasm shook though me, each one made the guys smile and try harder. Now it was time to turn up the fun, telling Alan to lie down I sat over him, sliding his cock into my pussy, and got Luke to fill my mouth, Grant knew what to do, as they built up speed, he slid behind me, his cock now working my little brown eye, then with some spit it slid in, Alan felt his cock push against his thought the thin dividing skin wall inside me, his eyes lit up, Grant began his onslaught ripping my ass apart as he pounded deeper each time he pumped into me, Luke lent forward to watch his brother fucking my ass. I knew after some time Alan was about ready to blow his seeds, I could feel him grunting and trying to hold off, I whispered in his ear, fuck me and flood my womb with your cum, that was it, he went wild, his cock ramming so deep he pushed Luke out of my mouth, then with an almighty groan he let fly, his ball sacks as big as his cock were full, as my womb got a direct hit, hot sticky cum filled my body, and I shot into another huge orgasm to finish him off. Alan lay still his eyes glazed over, Grant said it looks like you’ve killed one, two more to go, and eased his cock from my ass, and helped me off Alan’s dead cock, then slipped under me and ate the cum running out of my used hole, this caused a bit of a gasp from the guys, but I told them most guys at the orgies do this as often there is so much cum, they kind of have too. Then I slid my pussy onto Grant’s cock, and smiled saying guess which hole is yours to Luke, he was like a kid in a toy shop, no sooner had I got the words out, than his cock began to explore my ass, from his reactions he had not done anal before either. Here I was with two brothers in me, both cocks now working my body as they pleased, my orgasm telling them both I was enjoying myself, my mouth finding Alan’s limp member and trying hard to bring it back to life. Now I was fucked by 3 cocks I turned up the heat, working my muscles on both cocks, I knew that it was only a matter of time, Luke started to make strange sounds, grunts and groans, gripping my waist harder and pulling me back onto his ragging cock, that was it Grant also now building up his speed and getting ready, he knew what I wanted. Grant’s cock now began to spunk my inside, adding more cum to Alan’s load, and that was it, Luke could hold off no more, with trust after trust he sent his seeds so far up my ass that would never find their way out, as they emptied their balls into me both guys fell limp, looks like the first round goes to me. We talked for awhile, we told them about the orgies we held and how many guys had fucked me, both guys surprised with our frankness and open minded attitude with sex, and also about our bi fun too, this made them gasp. The tales of me going with other woman had their cocks jerking, saying how often when the girls do a 69, the guys go from one hole to another and we lick their cum from each other too, but when I said I really love seeing guys together, they looked at Grant, he said “it’s all good fun”. By now though both had hard cocks, my mouth working between them soon had the desired effect, my pussy was filled by Alan’s cock, I let him open me up some before laying Luke down and slipping his cock in my pussy and telling Alan to fuck my ass, his eyes popped out” saying can you take all this”. As he pushed it right in both guys let out a WOW, and picked up speed, my mouth full with Grant’s cock, I was in business again, they pumped me hard, both guys happy to have their cocks in a nice moist hole, I let them carry on for some 10 minutes, each enjoying my body, then I asked did they like fucking my holes, both said yes, then I said did it worry them that both now had their cocks in a cum filled hole, at the same time both stopped then slowly started fucking me again, saying not really. I laughed and said, see, when a guys horny, silly things like another guys cum on his cock doesn’t worry him, but ask him when he’s not fucking a hot pussy or ass, and most will say “no way”, that’s why a lot of guys who swing, try bi sex and enjoy it. They continued to fuck me for some time, Alan was first to cum, his cock swelled to twice the size in my ass and blew another huge load of cum deep into my bowels, I then told Luke he was going to change places and put another load in my ass too. No sooner had Alan dropped out of my ass then Luke took over, his cock just touching the sides, but he too soon added more cum to the rest inside me, his cock went soft inside me, I turned to suck him dry, as I did Grant lay under me and I sat over his face, with both hands on my as cheeks, I pushed the cum from my butt, Grant licked it all up, then I swung around kissing him and sharing the cum, you could have heard a pin drop as both guys looked on amazed at the sight before them. When I stood, more cum ran down my legs, with another smile and twirl, I said “that went well”, who wants more tomorrow night, it was plain to see all three guys did. The next day, I walked around the flat naked, Luke having fun playing with my boobs or pussy when he could, then he forced me forward over the bench and rammed his cock into me, saying how wet it still was, I let him fuck me for awhile then stood saying “I want that cum for tonight”, and walked away. Alan came up early tonight, we were ready for them, and he took pleasure in playing with my body, sucking and stroking my boobs, I kept him hard, but stopped him from fucking me, until I had all three again, it was a long wait, till Luke came up, saying he had some thing for me if I wanted it, I said is it between your legs, he smiled and said no, it’s between his, and opened the door further,. My heart jumped, Phil was standing naked, his big black cock sticking out from beneath his stomach, “yes please” was my immediate reply, as both walked in. Phil was a guy I had spoken to in the pub before, he was a long term friend of both guys, and had played football with them many times too, his body was a nice shiny brown, with Blue eyes, I had fancied him but never thought I would have him, now he was standing in front of me with a huge stiff cock, ready for me to eat. With four cocks, all three of my holes were kept busy, I alternated between them, when I told Phil to fuck my ass while Alan was in my pussy, they all gasped, my mouth busy with the other cocks, it felt great, both guys pounding my body to the max. Then Grant straddled my back, easing his cock into my already stuffed full ass, he carefully began to slide in with Phil, they both worked together and I felt my hole stretch fully than ever before. Soon both were as far in as possible and all three got some kind of rhythm going, but it was too good to last, as with one almighty orgasm I shook so hard they all slipped out. I was turned over and impaled on Phil’s cock once more, it went right in my ass, Luke took my pussy and fucked to his delight, and mine, I alternated between cocks in my mouth as hands found my nipples and twisted them, forcing another huge orgasm from me. It wasn’t too long before my ass was filled with hot cum, Phil slid out and Alan immediately took his place, another load soon followed, Grant also planted his seeds in my ass followed by Luke, I could feel the cum begin to run out as Grant lay down, my aim was perfect, all four loads of cum ran into his mouth, I turned and shared it all with Grant, and to our surprise Phil slid his cock in my mouth, Grant licked the cum from him, causing Phil to pull back a bit but stay hard. I told him Grant loves to get the cum straight from the source too. The guys helped me to the bathroom, their cum still seeping out, then I made the guy gasped big time, as I lay on the floor, Grant began to piss over my boobs and pussy, as he did I told the other to join him, some very nervous guys stood above me, hands on cocks but no piss, as Grant shoot his last juices over me I sat up some and took it in my mouth, then swung around and sucked the cocks in front of me saying “I want your piss too”. Phil let fly, I nearly drowned as hot piss splashed over me, then two more streams as the others let fly too, soon I was soaked and rubbing their pee into my face and skin, I drunk some and then told Phil to fill my ass with his piss too, turning to get the last drops shot into me. The guys loved washing me off, hands rubbed soap all over my body, especially my boobs and pussy, after a quick drink I got them going again, each happy now to try whatever I asked them to do, now it time to step things up a notch. While Grant watched them fucking my holes I winked at him, he lubed my hand and then slowly sat down, as my fist went into his ass the guys all stopped and watched, a lot of my god and what the fuck was said, then Grant rode my fist, half my arm now deep in his ass. His first anal orgasm hit him, as the guys slowly picked up speed, all watching him enjoy my arm, then a second orgasm, as my fingers worked his anus, Phil was fucking my ass his cock jerked and spewed gallons of cum deep in my bowels, I knew watching Grant had turned him on, as his cock had grown much bigger inside me, when the show started. Luke’s cock replaced Phil, he too pounded my ass harder than before, my mouth full of Phil’s soft cock, as Alan stood eyes wide, mouth open, his hand jerking his hard cock, watching Grant enjoy himself, a second load quickly followed, Luke to buggered to move was pushed off by Alan as his cock once more took my ass. Grant was wanking his cock now, my mouth open ready for his load, then as Alan began to breath heavy and grunt, his load joined the rest, this was enough to set Grant off his load shot over my face and boobs, he then pushed his cock in my mouth to spew the rest down my throat. I slowly pulled my fist from Grants butt, he sat on my face and I licked his butt, by now the guys didn’t look surprised, as my tongue went deep inside him, Grant then swung around, as I did the same to him, three loads of cum ran into his mouth, his tongue also going in looking for more. We told the guys that Grant was bi, and he started doing bi at orgies, when other guys sucked his cock or fingered his butt, and its gone from there, to him enjoying full on anal sex, and fisting, Phil was more interested than the others, confirming my thoughts he might be bi too, they asked all sorts of questions and we told them everything. Alan and Luke took off for bed, Phil asked if he could stay for some more fun, his cock once more hard found my pussy then my ass, Grant fucked my mouth his ass just in front of Phil’s face, I knew what he was up too, as Phil began to finger his butt our doubts were confirmed, Grant eased back for more. Now it time to try, I moved out from under Phil his cock wet with my juices and left over cum, Grant also moved, his ass was ready, as Phil moved in. I held his cock, aiming it at Grants brown eye, the tip went in, then more and more as Grant began to enjoy his first cock for a few weeks, Phil pulled hard on his hips, his balls slapping against Grants butt. I kissed Phil pushing his back to force him more into Grant, both now fully into fucking, Phil no longer shy fucked hard, his cock a blur, seeing this was going to be his third load he was lasting a good long time too. I just had too, my finger went up Phil’s ass, this caused him to jerk and look at me with a huge smile, then his cock seemed to grow and jerk around inside Grant, Phil made all sorts of weird noises as he looked like he was having a heart attack, his hips forced his cock so far in Grant squealed, then wham Phil let go of his baby juice, and by the sound of it there was going to be huge load up Grant’s ass for me to eat. When Phil finally stopped shotting juices up Grants ass, I moved under him, waiting for my reward, Phil eased his cock out, I sucked it dry, then Grant opened his hole and pushed out the cum, oh wow, I loved it, Phil must have saved this up, as reams fell into my mouth, and over my face, then to my surprise Phil kissed me and licked up his own cum. Grant turned to see Phil licking up his cum from my face, he too licked some up, the three of us fully into the moment, as Grant then kissed Phil, both guys right into the sex, as we came down from our high, we all heard a voice in the door, Luke was standing watching our show, all he said was that looked great, and went off to bed once more. As Phil got cleaned up to leave, I told him we would be wanting a return match, any time he was free, a huge smile and tomorrow was all he said as he stumbled his was out.

About 17 years later out of the blue I shot him and email with my phone number in it saying shoot me a text some time I’d love to catch up. A few days went by and I heard nothing. Then one day I was sitting in the office working and I got a text “hi stranger, glad you reached out. Would love to reconnect some time”. I responded immediately. Then he asked what I was doing for lunch. Lunch? I never take a lunch break I thought. So I said “hopefully sucking your cock” Within seconds he responded “meet me at the air park and I’ll show you my airplane and we can catch up”. It’s a date! I exclaimed and went back to work. The long drive to the air park gave me lots of time to think about to all the fun we had had years ago. I arrived and eventually spotted his red truck... same truck from 17 years earlier. I jumped out and called out for George. He popped his head out of his airplane and called me over. It wasn’t a fancy plan, but just a basic two seater. It scared the shit out of me really. He invited me in, so I climbed in and took a seat next to him. We reacquainted ourselves and got caught up laughing and joking around. “Why don’t we go for a short flight? Would you like that?” He asked. Uhhhh sure I guess so I replied. Off we went. Once we were up in the air and cruising high above the ground George looked at me and said “have you ever fantasized about sucking a cock this high in the air?” As I smirked I noticed him unzipping his jeans and began to wiggle them down. “You obviously want me to suck you off” I said. He said nothing. Just reached out and guided my hand to his cock. It immediately started to thicken up without me doing anything. I slowly stroked it while looking out and taking in the view. Then I felt his hand on my head. He quickly guided my head to his thick hard 5” cock. As I licked the tip I flashed back to 15yr old me tasting this very cock for the very first time. I didn’t waste another second and deep throated all of him. I kept gagging and I could tell it drove him wild. Every time I gagged he would caress my hair. I sucked him for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually I needed a breather and pulled my head away. My cock was so hard it felt like it could burst. I unzipped my dress pants and freed all 7 inches of it. George starred at it in awe. “I want you to suck it George!” I said forcefully. He smiled and leaned over and kissed me. “Let’s set this bird down and go back to my place so we can be more comfortable” I smiled and started stroking his cock while he took us back to the air park. When we arrived back to his house I was beyond excited for what was to come. He let me in and showed me to the living room. We sat on the couch and started to make out. Suddenly footsteps came busting down the stairs. I pulled away and froze. No one appeared though. “Maybe we better go up to my room, bud” George stated. He took my head and led me up the stairs and then another set of stairs. As he led me throughout his house it was like I was 15 all over again. Everything was so vivid and as it was 17 years earlier. I was barely into his room and I was tearing off all my clothes and jumped on to his bed, shaking my butt towards George in a come and get it way. George slowly closed the bedroom door. I heard the bolt latch. The sound was deafening. He slowly stripped and crawled on to the bed with me. He proceeded to give me an amazing full body rub/massage. He spent a lot of time kissing and caressing my butt. “Fuck me, please” I begged. George kisses my neck and whispered in my ear “Daddys going to raw dog you big boy”. I nearly came right then and there. George’s stamina was off the charts. He fucked me gentle. He fucked me rough. He fucked me in positions I had only dreamed of trying. But his favourite position was missionary because he loved to kiss me. I am not a big kisser but I sensed it drove him wild. When our lips locked his energy rose. After what was at least 30 minutes of being absolutely pounded by this daddy I reached out and pulled him close. I wrapped my arms around his head and shoved my tongue deep into his mouth. His thrusts we getting harder and harder. “Cum in me Daddy. Just pretend I’m 15 still and you’re fucking my virgin ass”. His pace picked up harder and faster. I could barely get words out I was being pounded so hard. I reached down and grabbed his ass and pulled him into me hard. Within seconds he broke our kiss, flipped his head back and yelled “I am cummmming” as he unleashed load after load into my ass. I held him tight while he orgasmed so incredibly hard. We made some small talk while we both got dressed and said our goodbyes. I kissed him one last time and said “I need more of you in my life” and off I went out to my car. I looked back to see him waving to me from the porch shirtless with just his shorts on. We continued to text occasionally over the next few months, but similar to the first time we met, nailing him down for firm plans proved to be very challenging.

We had gone shopping and were in line behind a voluptuous but older woman who they chatted with briefly while waiting in line. She had a sexy southern accent and had on a tight skirt and button up blouse. I have no idea how she had got all of her items to the checkout but it was clear she was not getting them to her car without a basket. Mindy glared at me to which I dutifully nodded and asked the lady if she would like some help. She agreed and I picked up her bags and followed her to her car. Nice car I said as we approached her Bentley. Thank you she said. As I deposited the bags in the spacious trunk. She handed me a wad of bills which I refused. And then as if making up her mind she stared straight at the ever present bulge in my pants and said to it. Well if you won't take my tip I will just have to take yours. She grabbed me by the belt marched me to the side of her car and climbed in pulling me in after her. By the time I turned from closing the door behind me her blouse was open exposing her milky pink tits and large light areola which blended into her tits so it was hard to tell where the areola stopped and the rest of her tits began. Her nipples were hard and erect, and difficult to look away from. By the time I did, her skirt was up revealing a fiery red bush which I only caught a brief unsatisfying glance of before my cock was out, firmly gripped by one hand at the base and had been unceremoniously stuffed three inches deep into her waiting twat. She let out an extended ohhh during which the hand still gripping the base had a war with her pussy for which could squeeze my cock the hardest. The end result of this was the head of my cock swelled inside her as she jiggled on it until her orgasm subsided. Thinking the fun already over I started to lift off her, oh no she said with that accent. Ya'll ain't leaving yet that was just the appetizer as she released her hold on my cock and used her now free hand to grab my ass cheek and pulled me down until I was fully inside her. To this she provided a repeat performance managing to say ohh again through clenched teeth as she gripped my cock with her pussy tight enough I couldn't move. This time I think she squirted a little and when the waves stopped she said ok now you may begin. I sucked on her tits while my cock rose and fell inside her fire box. I couldn't see past her tits so I had to imagine her red bush swallowing my cock and the petals of her pussy caressing my shaft with each stroke. We came together this time a long drawn out round of grunts and moans. After this she started pushed me off her and began getting dressed. I took the opportunity to check out her pussy framed in all that red hair as she put her shirt back on. She hopped out of the car as I was scrambling to get my pants back on. She said something that sounded like he'll do. I looked out the window to see my smiling wife waving goodbye to her and then their tight asses walked away, without me. She peered in at me and said ok let's go, I got out confused. She tossed me her keys and said your driving. I opened her door for her and then climbed in the driver seat. Where to I asked? Oh they didn't tell you did they? No I said. No ma'am she said as she looked at me coldly. It was a nice car, a pleasant day, and we started the drive to her home about a half hour away. We had barely left the parking lot though before her tits were out again warming in the sun. Something about bare tits in a car is impossibly sexy and irresistible. Soon I was reaching for them, while taking quick peeks at her the curly red hair and pussy lips which were just visible below the hem of her skirt. Dam this woman came with almost any stimulation. This time it was from me pinching her nipples while telling her how much I liked her red bush. She was good with her hands. Once her orgasm had subsided she had my, hard prick out and she spent some time examining the series of veins along is shaft, the ridge where the shaft meets the head, and even commented on the color. Finding everything in order and to her liking she popped it into her mouth and gave me one of the best blow jobs I've ever had. Just as I pulled into her driveway I shot a load down her throat which she swallowed sucked a little too hard for the last few drops and then smacked her lips after extracting my drained cock from her mouth. Its time to get ready. For what ma'am I asked. Oh yes, you are the bartender for tonight. You are to keep all of my guests fully entertained. Go shower, upstairs third door on the right. Here is your uniform as she handed me a black bowtie. When I protested about the tie she just glared at me and said for what I'm paying for you, the little one said I could keep you as long as I wanted or until sunrise and you would do anything I want. So far you have not disappointed, don't start now. Not wanting another alone night on the couch I put on the tie. She grabbed me by my still hard cock and while rubbing the tip with her thumb, and stroking my corona with her index finger pulled me back downstairs. I knew I only had a couple of shots left in me so how bad could the night be. The doorbell rang shortly after and the guests started arriving. Mostly they were more mature women than I would go after on my own but after my buyer's performance, I found I was looking at them differently than before. She had been better than most and still didn't seem finished with me. A couple of the guests arrived with men in tow but most did not. Some of the guests ignored me while others openly stared at my cock which was permanently at attention. As I moved through the crowd taking orders and delivering others the tray prevented me from seeing who was currently groping my dick, rubbing my sack, or pinching my ass. As the drinks settled in, the groping became more open, as did the looks. Soon enough, one of the women led me to a couch, dropped her pants and spread her legs. She bent over the couch and waited patiently, until I guided my pulsing prick past her black bush, dark puffy lips and into her open pink pussy. As I pushed inside, her, her hair pulled her lips in with my cock causing it to be a tight fit. They rolled back out as I pulled out but they were puffy enough and with her full bush they repeated their performance with each stroke. A small group of people gathered around and watched. She was watching my penis as it glided out of sight. I was watching those dark lips which looked even darker against the lighter brown of my shaft and the bright pink of her clit which was now peaking out of its hood. As she started moaning I slowed the pace, I like moaners and screamers, you know you are giving them what they want. Besides there was no way I was going to be able to take care of all the women at the party, so might as well give them a good show. The watching group became larger as her excitement grew. By the time she was screaming, almost everyone was trying to get a look. I was just concentrating on giving her a great fuck and pleasing my buyer. I like to watch their tits bounce as I bottom out but hers were small and she had left her top on so I looked over the other women. I knew who was going to be next by the look in her eye and I was looking forward to it. I took her right to the edge a couple of times, stopping before she came to play with her small tits, through her shirt the first time. By the second time her shirt and bra was off exposing her small tanned tits. Deciding it was time I grabbed her by her hips and gave her that last little bit of depth with a few forceful thrusts swelling the head of my cock as I did so. Her eyes closed and her head rolled back as she tensed going past the point of no return. When she finished with her orgasm and the screams had stopped she pushed me back and pulled away letting my unsatisfied cock bounce free and hang cooling in the air. She pulled up her pants and walked away without a glance back. What a bitch I thought but then decided it didn't matter, I had another red haired beauty up next with big bouncy tits. Her nipples which were well centered and currently pushing her shirt out in their need for attention would have been hard to look away from had it not been for her exposed cleavage between them. She walked up with a slight sway of her hips and while looking her husband straight in the eye put several $100 bills on the couch just out of my reach. He and I both watched intently as his wife pulled her dress up and over her head. She smiled a wicked smile, spread her legs, and stated her challenge for the room to hear. I listened closely but let my eyes continue to explore her small body, great curves, and lingered on her pale tits and pink pussy lips. It was a two part challenge. The first part was to get the entire length of my cock, which as she stood in front of me could almost have touched the bottom of her tits, burried in her cunt. The second part was to make her have an orgasm as good as the last womans had been. The money was mine if successful on both counts. She then whispered in my ear, he wants to watch, show him how it should be done. She hadn't provided any restrictions and so I started with my tongue on her pale pink nipples, they stiffened even more and grew as I sucked on them. I slowly working my way down to her navel, spending some time there as my hands groped her ample tits and then moved to squeeze her firm ass. Finally my tongue moved to the folds of her neatly trimmed, curly red haired pussy, these I sucked completely into my mouth while forcing my tongue in deep enough to find her g-spot. She wasn't as wet as most but with a few flicks of my tongue to that spongy spot and a few encounters with her small clit, she was warming up. With a few more, her clit started responding and was now big enough and she was wet enough that I decided it was time to give her a shot.

My name is Charlie, I’ve had my fair share (OK A LOT) of sexual experiences, each one amazing and unique. I sat at my desk, scanning the Craigslist ads and the local newspaper’s website for nanny and tutoring jobs. Three years post-grad my career as a journalist for an online newspaper was steady and fun, but the pay was not so fun. I kept picking up little side jobs here and there, but tutoring had been the most fulfilling—besides my experience with the father of one of the kids I nannied for… But that’s a story for another time. My eyes scanned and paused on an ad: SAT tutor needed for 17-year-old senior. Primarily help with English. Will pay $50 an hour, requesting a tutor for two hours a day on Tuesdays and Thursdays for several weeks—exact length to be determined. Please send resume and reference letters to this e-mail. I typed in the e-mail address, writing a short introduction and attached my resume and several reference letters from previous families that I worked with. A few days later, I received an e-mail with the address and a time for the following day for me to go over and introduce myself and have an impromptu interview. The next day, I dressed muself in a white and navy striped t-shirt dress that clung to my curves and was a little shorter on me due to my height. My C-cup breasts were pressed tightly against the dress and I slipped my feet into nude flats, thankful for the start of the Texas spring. I put my straight dark brown hair into a high ponytail and headed off to the address—a 30 minute drive from my apartment. I arrived, knocked on the door and was greeted by a 6-foot, blonde teenage boy. He was undeniably handsome, had slightly shaggy blonde hair that was disheveled in an adorable way and his very toned chest and arms very apparent through his tight Under Armor shirt. “Well, finally my mom got a hot tutor,” he said to my surprise. I giggled as he opened the door further for me to walk in. I brushed past him, my shoulder skimming his chest and followed him to the living room where his mom was sitting with a book. I shook her hand and she introduced herself as Mrs. Parker and then the teenaged boy grabbed my hand and lightly kissed it. I laughed and his mom smacked his arm. “I’m Harrison,” he said with a charming smirk and sat down beside his mom. I sat across from them, crossing my tan and toned legs as we discussed the exact times and days I’d be coming to tutor him. His parents worked jobs where they could work from their home office or go to their actual office in town. So they’d be in and out throughout the times I tutored him, or just not there at all. I saw him smirk again at the last thing she said and he looked me up and down. Why did my all lace, white cheeky panties get a little wet? It had been over a month since I last fucked anyone, so maybe that’s why. Or it could just be because I had been attracted to him from the time he opened the door.. But he’s eight years younger than me, which would be completely wrong of me, right? “So are we all set? Tomorrow at 5pm?” she asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. I stood up and shook her hand again, “All set!” I said. I walked towards the front door where Harrison met me. He opened the door and I thanked him, meeting his eyes, the smirk still on his face. “See you tomorrow, Charlie.. Can’t wait for you to teach me some things,” he chuckled at my widening eyes and closed the door. My panties were definitely wet now. — The following day I was sitting at the head of the dining table, my legs crossed beneath the table cloth. I was wearing a navy blue swing dress and brown sandals. I had an SAT prep book, my MacBook and some other worksheets I’d printed out before coming over spread out on the table. Harrison walked into the dining room, wearing a shirt similar to the one he was wearing last night with basketball shorts. He sat on the chair to my left and smirked, setting his iPhone on the table and leaning back. “So what are we learning today?” he asked, looking at me in a way that made me squirm a little in my seat. “Mm.. it’s your choice, english or math.. both are important for the SATs,” I said with a smile, leaning forward and resting my elbow on the table, my chin on my hand. He leaned forward too, talking low so that his mother in the next room couldn’t hear, “I don’t think I want to learn either of those subjects with you, Charlie.” His hand running up my arm from my elbow to my wrist, his eyes staring into mine. Fuck me, my panties were wet again. I cleared my throat and straightened my back, pulling my arm away gently. “Harrison.. we can’t, you’re 17,” I said, biting my lip to keep myself from saying please. I flashed back to the night I seduced Mr. Johnson and my conscience laughed at my reply to him. “And you’re wha†? 24, 25? That’s not much of an age difference, and I’m legal,” he says, scooting his chair towards me, his chair as far towards the corner of the dining table as possible. “I’m 25,” I said shakily, my legs crossing tighter as he got closer. The pool in my lace panties grew even more as he scooted close enough that I could smell him—a mixture of sandalwood, musk and a bit of sweat from what I assume was his after-school workout. His hand disappeared underneath the table cloth, touching my knee. I squirmed again, “Harrison, I’m here to tutor you.. Don’t you want to get a good score on your SATs?” “So tutor me, I’m all ears, my hand just might be busy doing something else,” he said in a deep, quiet voice, his hand traveling up my leg. My panties were most definitely soaked now, and I subconsciously uncrossed my legs. He took that as an invitation and his hand slid further up my leg and under my dress onto my upper thigh, reaching the edge of my all-lace panties. “Read to me, Charlie.. teach me something,” he said and I shakily grabbed the SAT workbook, reading from the English section about the essay portion—making sure to read loud enough his mother wouldn’t suspect anything and come walking in. His fingers teased the edge of my panties and as I started reading the second paragraph, his fingers grabbing the soaked crotch of my panties. “Naughty girl…” he whispered as he pulled the soaked lace to the side. My breath hitched and I began reading the next paragraph, my voice a bit shaky as I slid forward on the chair, spreading my legs wider as his fingers began to slide up and down my slit—which was dripping with my excitement. “Harrison…” I moaned quietly, gripping the table with my left hand as my right kept the book open. I went back to reading aloud as his fingers rubbed circles on my clit. I threw my head back as he rubbed, pausing my reading when two of his fingers slid into my dripping wet cunt as I let out a moan that was a little too loud. He placed his two of his fingers from his free hand on my mouth to quiet me. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around them, my tongue running between the two fingers as his other fingers worked their way in and out of my pussy. He let out a soft groan as my teeth bit his fingers, holding them between my teeth as I muffled my moans. I’m sure my dress beneath my thighs was now soaked with my juices as he fingerfucked me faster, his fingers curling deliciously, hitting the perfect spot. The fingers in my mouth slipped out as he whispered, “Read.” He got on his knees as I went back to reading, crawling beneath the tablecloth. My reading stopped as I felt his warm breath on my upper thigh. I bit my lip so hard that I almost drew blood as I felt his tongue run up my slit. I squealed quietly and placed my free hand on his head beneath the table, holding his head against me as his tongue slides in and out of me. And then the door separating the dining and living room swung open, his mother walking in. I jumped up and sat back against the chair, straightening my back and clearing my throat as Harrison paused his tongue-fucking. “Charlie, how is everything? Where’s Harrison?” she asked. “Everything is great, Mrs. Parker,” I replied and had to cough to cover my moan as his tongue started licking circles around my clit again. “And I believe Harrison went to grab something from his room.” “Well he better hurry back, you only have 20 minutes left of today’s session,” she said, walking into the kitchen through the other swinging door. I heard the sink turn on and slid down my chair to the same position as before, moaning and gripping Harrison’s hair as I felt my orgasm getting closer and closer. His fingers were pumping in and out of my sopping wet pussy while his tongue flicked my clit at a quick pace. My legs started quivering and I gripped his hair tightly, holding his head and mouth against my pussy as I began to cum. I placed my free hand against my mouth, muffling my moans as I ground my hips into his face, riding out my orgasm. “Fuck…” I said quietly as he pulled his fingers out of my pussy and raised his hand from beneath the tablecloth and to my mouth, letting me suck all of my juices off of them. He groaned and pushed my chair back, crawling out from beneath the table and pulling my head down to kiss me hard, sliding his tongue into my mouth, letting me taste myself even more. He stood and I could see the tent beneath his basketball shorts which he tried to push down. My mouth watered at the thought of getting on my knees and sucking him off. “So… what’s on the lesson plan for tomorrow?” he asked with a smirk.

XX Things settled out over the next week or so. Concrete was poured, electricity was brought into a panel and distributed through the dungeon, duct work went in carrying away stale air and bringing in fresh. A small building, matching the look of the house and old garden shed was erected to hide the top of the lift and the fans for the ventilation system. Phone lines were brought in and a system installed that let us call between phones as well as allow several calls at once. We all took a few rides on the new lift, then it assumed it's intended use of moving heavy, bulky, or awkward loads from the ground level down or up as the need arose. The servers arrived and were installed in two tall racks, freeing up some floor space. Network cables were run throughout the dungeon, the house and the carriage house. Lisa was everywhere, installing the older computers, re-purposed as work stations and integrating them into the network. Desks, filing cabinets and other office furniture were brought down and wrestled into place. All of this was infrastructure and didn't push our work forward, but we were finally ready to get back to it. The first samples of the new chips arrived. Jennifer and I spent a lot of hours building a new headset and the new flat panels, both remarkably compact. One problem became immediately obvious, the tiny chips were a pain to work with because of the smaller size. We had to do some of the work under a binocular micrscope. But we managed to get them done. Then came testing. The headset built into a bulky set of headphones worked a treat, but other than size was the same as the old skullcap style. The flat panels were where the difference became obvious. With Lisa's new software, we could get clear images of any part of the body just by arranging the panels on either side of the part in question. The only issue was they needed to be parallel to each other. A holding fixture was cobbled together to help with that. Cory was practically jumping up and down as he viewed one crystal clear image after another. He easily spotted an old football injury in Robert's knee and evidence of a broken bone, long since healed, in Lisa's arm. He pointed out the beginnings of carpal tunnel syndrome in his own wrist. “Claudia, can we have a look at your feet?” he asked. “I don't see why not.” she said , starting to remove her shoes. “Don't remove your shoes.” Cory said, “I think this will 'see' through them.” Cory studied the images of Claudia's feet intently, asking for small changes to study blood vessels, tendons, and finally just the bones. “Do your feet hurt sometimes?” he asked, “Especially when you have been on them for awhile?” “Yes.” she replied, “But I have so much trouble finding shoes that fit properly.” “You, my munchkin,” he said, “have the beginnings of gout, a side affect of your condition.” “What?” she yelped. Cory was in Doctor mode now. He mentioned some foods to avoid and a few that might help and prescribed a pill to be taken daily. “If you doubt my quackery, you can check with your own doctor,” he said, “but at the current stage it's almost impossible diagnose with conventional methods.” “This is mind blowing.” he said to all of us, “It does everything that an x-ray, cat scan, and MRI does and does it better. How long before we have a production prototype ready?” “A couple of months should do it.” I said, “the only proprietary bits are the scanner panels and Lisa's software. The computer or computers are practically off the shelf items.” “We still need to do what we can to prevent some Chinese whiz kid from reverse engineering the thing.” said Conner. We kicked ideas around for a while then decided to go out for dinner to celebrate. Dinner, like most meals we took as a group was also a working meeting, with ideas flying back and forth across the table. Our waitress had to remind us that they were closing before we left. Back at the house, we gathered in the living room. As was usual, the conversation died out to replaced by moans, groans, and gasps, punctuated by squeals and clench jaw hissing screams. Partners changed frequently, I had to laugh a little when I caught sight of Claudia riding Cory. He seemed to be over his reluctance, or maybe it was being free of the scrutiny of school. Much later, we gathered our scattered clothes and staggered off to our individual beds more or less. In the end Jill slept with Jennifer and I, and Robert and Conner were with Lisa. I heard Claudia's cackle from Cory's room. In the morning I found Cory at the kitchen table cradling a cup of coffee, looking like he'd been pulled through a knot hole. I raised an eyebrow. “Claudia kept her promise.” he said in an exhausted monotone. “Promise?” “Did her considerable best to screw me to death.” he said. “Looks like she nearly succeeded.” I said in a dry voice, “ask her about Ricky, a kid who tried to blackmail us, sometime.” Claudia came bounding down the stairs. Cory took one look at her, pushed his coffee away, and dropped his head unto his arms. “Glorious morning to be alive!” crowed Claudia as she poured herself a cup of coffee. “I'm putting you on a strict regimen of strong anaphrodisiacs .” Cory mumbled. “ Anaphrodisiacs?” I asked. “Work opposite of aphrodisiacs.” Cory mumbled, “Used to reduce the sex drive.” “My Mum tried that on me when I was fourteen,” Claudia cackled, “didn't do a thing.” “Just drag me out back an bury me.” Cory mumbled. “Claudia, try not to kill our resident doctor.” I said “I didn't kill him.” she said, “Just crippled him up some. He had it coming, twelve indeed.” “We don't need a doctor.” I said, “We need a shrink.” The others wandered in over the next several minutes, glanced at Cory and Claudia, and nodded. They were all aware of Claudia's proclivities. After breakfast, Jennifer and I worked on refining the sensor chips. Cory, Lisa, and the other girls continued to map the brain and define the effect of point stimulation. Robert and Conner worked on their latest game. Jennifer thought we could benefit from integrating the sensors on one large chip, perhaps using an entire wafer, making the interconnections on the chip rather than manually connecting the tiny chips, She sketched the layout and was back at her drafting table making a clean copy for our chip manufacturer. I was playing with an ideas to improve the original read function that had been the first application and it's corollary, the write function we called Jabberwocky. After dinner, Conner and Robert presented a first draft of their game, including maps, NPC dialogs, and sketches of specific locations as well as large sections of countryside. Notes indicated where sensory inputs would occur. They had figured out how the game would run on a normal system, without our proprietary headset, and how the system would deal with users who had high end computers and the headsets. Everyone had comments and suggestions. They scribbled copious notes and wanted to get back into the game right away. I stopped them, I knew a few freelance game developers and knew that they would skip meals and sleep if they were given free reign. About three weeks went by and the various projects were nearing completion. The medical scanner, with the new integrated scanner chips and Lisa's software could produce clear images at resolutions that could zoom almost to celular levels. The system ran on three servers sandwiched into a largish wheeled suitcase, leaving just enough room to store the scanner plates and cable harness. An initial demonstration was scheduled at a local hospital. The game was a playable demo, that worked well with or without the headsets. A lot of work had gone into keeping people from casually taking components apart to reverse engineer our property. Nothing could stop a truly determined effort, but we hoped to at least slow down the thieves. Now I had a new headache to deal with. The idea of setting up a production facility scared the shit out of me. There was no way it could be run in the loose informal way they had been doing things. Suppliers, warehousing, payroll, training, marketing, transportation, service staff. The list of things to worry about kept getting longer. I threw down my pen and wandered out to find Claudia. Claudia was on the phone, scribbling notes. She had two other lines on hold. I waited while she worked her way through her calls and finished her notes. I dropped into a chair and told her my problems. She looked thoughtful for a moment. “Licensing.” she said, “Find someone to manufacture, sell, and service the med scanner. We get fat royalties and no headaches.” “But then it isn't ours anymore.” I objected. “Not quite,” she said, “they are under contract to do all that with penalty clauses for breaking the rules. That Farnsworth guy probably has a top notch contract guy on a leash somewhere. Probably knows how to find a reputable outfit too.” As a result of a few phone calls, a recently hired young lawyer, Lawrence Wilson, became our solicitor of record and liaison with Mr. Farnsworth's office. The retainer had to be adjusted, but his efforts soon became apparent in a new smoothness in our operation. He was installed at a desk in Claudia's office. Claudia, with Jill's advice and help, took on a secretary of her own, a girl named Gloria Verrano. In less than two weeks they were both seduced into our growing family. The moved into my old room. If we added anyone else, they would have to pitch a tent on the lawn. The medical demonstration went off without a hitch and generated a great deal of interest. Conner and Robert's game was demonstrated as well. The same company that assembled the medical scanner made the headsets for the game. Lawrence became Larry. With everything falling into place, we were discussing pricing one evening. Larry was mildly surprised that we hadn't already set pricing, but having come to know us he chalked it up to our ages and loose organization. Conner and Robert wanted to hold prices down to increase accessibility, Claudia wanted a slightly higher price to insure profitability. Larry argued for a even higher pricing. When the dust settled, The game, playable on most systems, would sell for fifty pounds. The game headset, that let players enjoy the full effect would be two hundred fifty pounds. The medical scanner would be leased for a hundred thousand per year. Lisa wrote some draconian copy protection into our software. Patents and copyrights were secured and contracts signed. Demand started high and spiraled out of sight. When the first million pound check was received and deposited we held a small celebration in the living room consisting of one bottle of champagne and a gentle orgy that went on for hours. Gloria seized center stage by taking on three guys at once in a rotation that insured we all got her three different ways. Larry managed to take on all the girls, one at a time. Claudia and Larry had been fending off requests for interviews and stories from television and newspapers. When the second million plus pound deposit came in a week later, we scheduled a formal dinner and press conference. For anyone who has never done it, getting fitted for a tuxedo is a twenty four carat pain in the arse. Finally we gathered at the best restaurant in town with twenty some reporters for dinner and presentations. Claudia had some impressive looking certificate printed and framed to be presented in the after dinner speeches. The highlight of the evening was letting the reporters experience the game and scanner. Twice, Cory took a reporter aside for brief private conversations. A lady reporter looked startled and broke into a radiant smile, a man just looked grim and nodded. In a lull in the activity, I asked him about them. “She's pregnant, maybe three weeks along.” He said quietly, “He has a minor cancer, operable at this point, thank goodness.” The dinner and conference was an unqualified success. We got home and collapsed into bed. The next day Jill gleefully wrote checks to everyone for twenty thousand pounds as a bonus and other checks for back salary. Everybody but Larry seemed to think they were paid too much. Larry gravely accepted his checks and thanked everyone. The next day he presented a contract for my signature, effectively transferring his employment from Farnsworth to us. Conner and Robert dove into a new game, asking for some pretty specific sensations. Claudia's workload was reduced to almost nothing as marketing was in the hands of others now. She solved this problem by soliciting new games from freelance game designers. Those that passed her initial examination were sent to Cory and Robert for evaluation. If accepted, they put some polish on and the game went back to Claudia for publishing. We always made prominent mention of the authors and paid generously. Cory wrote several papers discussing the safety of our system from a medical standpoint. I wanted to publish a commercial version of Jabberwocky, but couldn't get around the potential for abuse, it could become a brainwashing program in the wrong hands. Lisa continued to refine and improve our software, Jennifer worked on further refinements to the headset and scanner hardware. We were all busy and happy, progressing, if slowly, on all fronts. A letter from Mr. Farnsworth's office arrived, informing me that my aunt had been found in violation of the terms of my mothers will and was written out, to receive nothing. I asked Jill to file it and forgot about it. I made a mental note to look into renting out the house. Larry worked, between company business, at liquidating my fathers holdings in the various companies he had shares in. He also invested heavily in our manufacturer. My grounds keeper came to me, reporting finding people on the property with cameras and long lenses. He had been running them off assuming they were reporters. Larry made some calls to local papers and TV stations, getting uniformly negative responses and suggested that they might be engaged in industrial espionage. A few more calls and we had uniformed security patrolling the grounds and a casual checkpoint at the foot of the drive. I wasn't worried, everything in the dungeon was invisible from outside, the lift was locked at the dungeon level when not in use. Conner and Robert took some time to install cameras and some heavy duty magnetic locks on doors. If someone made it into the house, we had our own ways of dealing with them. The security company reported a few incidents and apprehensions resulting in minor trespassing charges against various news services. One night, Jennifer had just finished a marvelous blow job and I was gently bringing her to a shuddering gasping orgasm when a soft chime sounded. I let her cum before checking cameras. Someone was at the door of the garden shed. I let them through that door and activated locks to trap them in the shed. It would take a cutting torch or heavy a hydraulic jack to open those doors. I returned to Jennifer and we slept soundly through the night. In the morning I told the rest about our intruder. “Ricky protocol?” suggested Claudia “I don't know yet. ”I said, “Let's give him a day to stew and ask him some questions tonight.” The security company reported a car on the side of the road beyond the wood lot. I told them to have it towed away if it was still there after twenty four hours. That evening I manipulated the locks to let our intruder descend the stairs to the dungeon level. Once at the lower door, the press of a key put him to sleep. We put him in the lounger, restrained with plastic zip ties. I woke him and immediately used the hypnotism setting we'd discovered in Swansea. He was a private detective, hired by my aunt. After some discussion we decided that his intent wasn't malicious, he was just doing what he was hired to do, find out if we were doing anything that would give my aunt leverage to get back her lost inheritance. Claudia was in favor of sending him to join Ricky in northern Canada with a similar phobia. We had to recount the Ricky incident for those who didn't know. Larry shuddered, Gloria looked mildly sick, and Cory was aghast. In the end we had him clean the shed and stairs, he'd had to urinate in a corner of the shed, and left him outside the garden shed door. As far as he was concerned we were raising dragons, big ones over twenty meters long, and using their breath to forge Tolkienesque rings of power to take over the world. When a rumor of dragons reached us, Robert made up a sign that said 'Dragon Forge' and hung it over the gate for a few weeks. We had a rash of kids who would drive up, look at the sign and security guards, and drive away. Other than insisting that everyone had to be dressed or at least covered during the day on the main floor, the incident didn't change anything. Jill called me a 'spoilsport'. “It's a shame your system only lets us learn what's in books.” Cory said over after dinner coffee. “Huh?” was my insightful response, “What do you mean?” “Well, we used it to ace our classes.” said Cory, “But It would be useless to learn to play a piano, that's what they call muscle memory.” “So, I couldn't use it to learn a martial art, like karate?” asked Robert. “I tried to learn karate from a book.” said Larry, “Didn't do me any good until I joined a dojo.” “I wonder.” I said, “What if we had a trained person to work with?” “Good question.” replied Cory, “Reflex or muscle memory actions seldom reach the brain. It mostly happens in the spinal chord unless it's a reaction to sight or sound.” “So when I do this.” I said, flicking a finger over Jennifer's nipple through her shirt,making her jump slightly, “she doesn't have to think about it ,she just jumps like that as a reflex.” “Pretty much, yeah.” said Cory “In karate, you react to what you see or hear.” said Larry, but you don't have time to think about it first.” “Might be worth looking into.” I said, “I need a new project.” “You can project tomorrow.” said Jennifer, “Tonight I'm taking you upstairs to reflex the hell out of you.” Amid laughter we split up for the night. Jennifer led me by the had into the master bedroom and pushed me onto the bed. “If I don't distract you, you'll be up all night.” she said, pulling her shirt off. “I'm distracted. I'm distracted.” I said, laughing as I grabbed for her breasts. She dropped her pants while I squeezed gently, then helped me undress. She climbed on top and settled over my cock. I pulled her down for a kiss as she began rocking her hips. At some point over the last few months, our love making had become more gentle and sensuous. We still would occasionally get more violent, but that was the exception now instead of the rule. I rolled us over and pumped into her at a steady pace that I knew she liked. She purred with soft moans. She signaled me off her and rolled to her knees. I slid back into her in a long slow stroke. She groaned then began bumping back at my hips in her desired pace. Her orgasm was relatively gentle, making her whine as her body shook. I spewed cum into her pussy and pulled her over on her side as I fell to the bed. She twisted around for a long lingering kiss and snuggled her butt against my cock. I put an arm around to hold a breast and we drifted to sleep.

Last night had been great, Les had invited around a dozen guys and we had made sure all were well and truly fucked before they went home, today after having a light breakfast we did our internal cleaning and lazed around the pool most of the morning resting for a busy afternoon and evening. Les had a play with us both, licking fucking and a bit of fisting, but mainly just to fill in time, as we took turns sucking his cock, then Grant got Jake and sucked his cock, it was nice to see Jake enjoying his red knob being eaten, as Grant went to town on him, then Grant got on his knees, Jake knew what to do, he went behind him, his cock finding Grants butt hole first time, Jake pounded Grant for some time, his knot, popped in and out a few times before knotting, then as always Jake growled as his cock spewed cum, filling his bitch full, Grant had several orgasm as both stayed tied, then as more cum run out, Jake turned, back to back, still cum was flowing into Grants butt, it was probably some 10 minutes before he pulled back, his knot letting go. Les and I lay down both with open mouths, as Grant moved above us, spraying doggy cum over us, we set about licking one another clean. None of us had seen some of the guy’s arrive and strip off, then Grant’s butt was filled by a cock as another took to his mouth. I turned over and pushed my arse up, as I saw a naked body ready to fuck me, within seconds my pussy was full with a throbbing cock. The fun for the day had begun. as I was fucked hard, Les now moved around, laying my on the other guy as he slipped his cock in my arse to dp me, what a way to go, as both guys gave me my first orgasm for today. I rode them hard; with new found energy they stayed in me for some time, then, Les let out a moan, followed by a nice big squirt of cum that filled my arse, followed quickly by the guy in my pussy. I swung around and sucked them both dry, then asked Les if Dfor was around. He went off, returning with Dfor, I was bent over the bench, Dfor eagerly licked the cum from my arse, then just as quickly jumped up, pinning me down as his cock shot forward, with one or two trusts he found my willing butt ready for him to fuck, his cock went fully in, and he began to pound away inside my cummy arse. Both dogs fuck differently, Drof seems to ram harder than Jake, but both have hot hard cocks that go deep inside and fuck much faster than any guys can. Dfor was going well, I had several orgasms and he was now pushing his knot in, taking a sniff of poppers helped it slip straight in, quite often he growls when it does, and slows, his cock leaks cum all the time he’s fucking, now, with his knot fully home, he began to cum, reams of dog cum filled my bowels, the pressure feels strange, but also nice, then he turned back to back, moving slowly my orgasms continued for some time. Les lay under me, then Dfor pulled hard, his knot plopped out and Les gaggled in doggy cum, gallons leaked out, I turned and shared it with him. As another guy began to fuck my cum soaked butt hole. No sooner had I licked Les's face clean, then hand's picked me up, I was swung around and impaled on 2 cocks, both going in my butt, as I took a third in my mouth. This time, 2 other guys had put their hands under my arm's and were lifting me up and down on the cocks, as I screamed though multiple orgasms, It was so nice, as they kept me going for some time, my body taking both cocks fully with my full weight being dropped onto the cocks, normally I lower myself down, but my legs were out flat over one guys shoulders, the feeling was great. Then all too soon the warmth in my butt told me they had both cum, moving up, I let their cum drop out over one of the guys face. He licked me dry and sent me over the top again, in orgasmic bliss. I was ready now, I told Les to get Flame, the guys who had just fucked me, strapped me in the frame; I took several good sniffs of the poppers, just as Flames front legs came alongside me. His cock, bouncing on my back, Les said ready, and gave him a sniff of the mares scent. As always this got him horny, Flame's cock began to jerk around, looking for my hole, I told Les to stick it in my arse. Seconds later, the first 6 inches or more went deep inside my cum soaked hole. I took another good sniff, as Les also gave Flame more scent. That was all he needed, the full length now shot inside, I screamed, then went into intent orgasms as he fucked me, the large cock head, always fills me up, and hits in places no other cock has. I told Les to give him more scent, knowing he would ram his cock in hard once more, just in time I took more poppers, this time Les held the rag to Flame's nose and kept it there, Flame went wild, his cock grew bigger and bigger, my butt now fucked beyond my wildest dreams, as I screamed again and again, all the time telling Les to keep him going. I was now totally giving in to his cock, out of control and not worried at all, waiting for the gallons of cum I knew he would be rewarding me with soon. One more big sniff of poppers and I told Les to give Flame more scent. That was it, Flame was now nearly out of control he was ramming me so hard the frame was moving along the floor, I was just screaming from one orgasm to another, then he cum, oh boy did he cum, my stomach hurt as the fluid raced up inside my bowels, Flame was making weird noise's now, but he kept fucking, with more speed and harder thrusts than ever before. The next thing I knew was Grant wiping my forehead with a damp towel, it seems I had passed out big time, to many intense orgasms, had sent me into a faint. All I knew was my body was tingling and I felt great. I took a few minutes to rest, and then set to sucking a cock, while Grant fucked my horse cum filled butt; guys all around looked on, hard cocks stuck out waiting to be used. Grant then lay me on another guys cock, that slipped easily into my arse, then Grant pushed his back in, both set to fucking me as my orgasms started again, I was so sensitive it felt great, with each thrust I had another orgasm, then Grant cum, pulling his cummy cock out for me to suck dry, while the other guy kept going. I looked around, it was dark now and the house was full of guys, it was then I saw Liz, It had been awhile since we last played, she was being dp’d by a couple of guys and other's had cocks ready for her to suck, as I looked over to her, she smiled, and blew me a kiss. Grant had invited guys we knew too, Rick was busy being fucked by several guys, as his dad Andy face fucked him, I must be kinky, seeing a dad fuck his son, turns me on, then something new, Rick turned his dad around, and fucked his arse, that was different. It looked like they had really got into incest in both ways now. My body was being abused by several guys, cocks and fists found any hole open to play in now, then Liz made her way over, kissing me, licking some cum from my face, she said my show with the horse looked great, what did it feel like, with a wicked grin, I told her you’ll have to find out. I got up, telling Les to bring Patch in, taking Liz to the frame, we set about tying her in, as I did a guy gave her a good sniff of the poppers, I fisted her arse to open her up more, as Patch got nearer, she stated to panic a bit, but more poppers calmed her down, Patch walked up over her, his cock already sticking out hit her butt, I told Liz to take more poppers as Les began to scent the mare. Oh boy, his cock jumped out a full 12 inches or more, as I aimed it into her cum soaked arse, she froze, I could see her hole clamp tight, with a hard smack and more poppers she let go, just as Patch pushed the first few inches in, she screamed, this cock was much bigger than she has ever had in her butt, but too late, the head of his cock was larger than the shaft, so once in, it eased up some. Patch thrust forward, more went in, as the guys forced Liz to continue sniffing the poppers, then it was like her arse just opened up, Patch went right in, Liz looked like a slut, her face lit up, as Patch rammed harder and harder, Les now holding the scent to his nose. I have never seen Liz enjoy a fuck as much as she was now, Patch was forcing her forward with each thrust, all his cock sunk deep inside her butt, Liz went into one long orgasm. Then when Patch made his snorting noise, I knew she was going to cop his full load, I watched his cock swell and jerk, I knew reams of hot cum would be filling her stomach now, Liz was like a rag doll, smiling, orgasming but limp. Patch pumped her full, cum was running out everywhere, then he just pulled back, his huge cock head ripping her open, Liz screamed in pain, then went quite, her face blank, as Patch walked away, Les slammed his fist in, forcing more cum out, Liz once more went orgasmic. It took awhile, but when she started to talk, she was lost for words, a smile a mile wide on her face, mind you her butt was also a mile wide now too. Then with a weird smile, she just looked at me and said, how long before he’s ready again. Well the night continued into the small hours, we all took both horse’s, and in between, the dogs kept us busy too, it was by far the best night, we could have had, I asked Les to try and count the guys, just to see, later he said maybe 30, but some had left. Liz and myself, set about getting Grant to fuck us both, as always his arse gets a good work out, but often he hasn’t cum by the end of the night, so we set about seeing who could make him cum in us, well Liz won as Grant seeded her arse, while I licked her pussy clean. Les said it was ok for her to sleep with us, so when all the guys had left, we all four fell into a very cum soaked bed, and slept like babies.

I maybe shouldn’t have told mom I was still a virgin at nineteen, but I’d had a weak moment after yet another unsuccessful date. This revelation led to one of the most important moments of my life. “You’ll find the right one some day,” mom said. “That’s what everyone says,” I retorted, and they did, especially the sweet girls who liked to keep me safely in the friend zone. Mom came to my room that night. I didn’t understand what that was all about. She never did that, and she was only wearing a disturbingly thin nightgown which left the bumps of her dark nipples clearly visible through the fabric at the point where her saggy breasts were hanging down near her stomach. My gaze quickly blinked away and I made sure it stayed there. Mom said she wanted to talk and that she couldn’t sleep because she was worried about me. “You seemed more depressed than usual and that left me thinking,” she said, touching my arm. I twitched a bit because she didn’t really touch me very often. “I’m fine, mom. Nothing new about this,” I assured her, as if I hadn’t been crying into my pillow just moments earlier. She sighed and I let her hold and caress my hand for a while before she left after she understood I didn’t want to tell her anything more. I didn’t think much about that until she was there again a few weeks later. At least she knocked this time and avoided surprising me. I had not fallen asleep yet anyway, I was just reading on my Kindle. Mom kneeled next to the bed and lightly brushed my cheek with her fingers. I twitched away nervously, dropping the Kindle. Luckily it only fell on the mattress and not the floor. Those things were overpriced and broke easily. I guess I shouldn’t have reacted so nervously, but my mother really wasn’t a touchy-feely type, or at least hadn’t been since I’d been a baby. “Mom, what are...?” I asked, since she hadn’t said anything, but I fell silent when I saw how her hand moved to the hem of the nightgown and raised it. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped when I saw a bush of bristly dark hairs. I was completely frozen, unable to turn my gaze until she let the hem fall back down. Then I quickly turned away from her and realized my heart was pounding vigorously. “Sorry...” mom sighed when she saw how my reaction, and lightly kissed my cheek before she left. I was thinking about that disturbing yet somehow entrancing sight for the rest of the night, rolling nervously on the bed before I finally fell asleep. When I woke up, I was completely rock hard and well aware of what I had been dreaming about even though I didn’t want to admit it. “Goddamn it,” I groaned, knowing I had to meet the family in the kitchen. Mom didn’t say anything, and neither did I. It seemed like this was one of those things which would be forgotten and not talked about. Not that it left my mind even as weeks went by. I tried to remember to clear the cache of my computer whenever I was done surfing for mature women with dark bushes. That was an entirely new interest for me after all the “barely legal” sites I had been browsing for lookalikes of the girls next door I had been missing while they dated stupid jocks. I did find one older woman with her legs open who looked slightly like mom and that immediately made me so damn hard I thought I was going to faint. Worse yet, I knew I had been thinking about mom and not a random woman on the internet. “I need a fucking date,” I mumbled, shaking my head. I closed the page and membered to clear the cache before switching to CollegeDates. There were plenty of sweet smiling cuties there, but they steadfastly refused to answer any of my messages whenever I dared to even send them in the first place. I read all the interesting girls’ bios carefully so I could send them long and thoughtful responses. No dick pic spamming from me, I’m an artist at heart. I’m sure that’s a part of the problem, but it’s not I can do anything about it. I finally shut down the computer after sending more messages than ever before. Waiting for the answers made me very nervous. It turned out there wasn’t much reason to feel jittery. Weeks passed and I didn’t get a single damn answer from any of the girls. I was starting to wish mom would come hold my hand again, but that caused certain other images come flashing to my mind and I tried to make them go away until I finally decided to do something about this obsession. “Could we talk again, mom. Tonight, just the two of us,” I said to her one evening, wanting to clear the air between us. “I’ve been having hard time.” “Oh, I’m sorry, honey,” she said with a soft voice. “I wasn’t sure if you wanted to, as depressed as you have seemed. I should have understood...” “It’s all right, mom...” “Yes, tonight,” she said, before one of the younger kids dropped something in the kitchen and that caught her attention. “Oh dear, what did mommy’s little rascal get up to now,” she said and got up. Later in the evening I was trying to read in bed again, but it was hard to concentrate for a variety of reasons. Mom knocked and entered, wearing the same nightgown. I had assumed she wouldn’t wear that. This must have been a sign of something. What, that was yet to be seen. Mom held my hand again. “You’ve been having hard time. I can see it. Sorry that I haven’t been much help lately.” “I’ve been thinking... um... about the last time,” I blurted out, avoiding her eyes. Mom sounded embarrassed: “I’m really sorry about that, I don’t know what I...” I did my best to explain my thoughts: “No, mom. I mean... I’m the one who should be sorry. I want to do it, mom. I just... got scared.” “Really?” Mom frowned, and her hand was moving towards the hem of her nightgown again. “Yes,” I said when her fingers touched the lacy hem. She was hesitant and I bit my lip as I looked her in the eyes. “Yes, I really do.” Mom gave me one more silently affirming gaze before she slowly started pulling the nightgown up and over her head. Seeing my mother naked wasn’t as appealing as I had imagined. Her saggy tits hung almost down to her stretch-marked belly, and right under that the bristly dark hairs started and formed a bushy thicket between her thighs. I almost wished she had left the gown on, but I was polite enough not to show that in any way as she sat on the bed. We tried an awkward kiss during which I was nervously aware of my mother’s naked nipples touching me and the twitching and hardening which was happening in my groin area. Mom was holding my hand and looking me in the eyes as she lay her head down on the pillow. I couldn’t help my gaze being locked on the dark thicket between her thighs. My eyes widened when my mother opened her legs wide. The vagina was a loose wide opening between her cellulite-marked thighs and surrounded by bristly dark hairs. It was nothing like I had imagined, the bush spread all the way to the noticeable stretch marks on her stomach. “How do I...?” I mumbled, barely audibly, overcome with shyness as I moved closer. “Just guide... it... in with your hand. Don’t worry, I’ll help you.” “Okay, mom,” I said, knowing this was a bad time to start having second thoughts. After a few fumbling tries I managed to slip in with the helping guidance of my mother’s fingers. It was very warm in there and I could feel the bristly pubic hairs on my shaft. My hands were on either side of mom, I was still afraid to lean close for some reason. I started awkwardly thrusting my hips, not feeling much more than the warmth. “Try to get it deeper,” mom instructed, her hand touching my hip. I moved my weight to my elbows and tried to do a longer thrust. The natural ribbed feeling of the vagina caught me by surprise, which mom could see on my face. “Just like that,” she said, and I let my hips move, doing the same long thrusts. “Hh. Hh. Hh.” Minutes passed awkwardly as we both started to realize this wasn’t working. Mom quickly took the situation under control like a responsible parent should. “Let’s try something else, okay? Or do you mind if I’m on top?” she asked. “N-no, that’s fine,” I tried to sound confident despite how the situation was going and how embarrassed I felt as I pulled out. “All right. So you lie down instead,” mom suggested and I did so. I tried to think positively, at least I had stayed hard, so things could have been worse. Mom moved on top of me and brushed her hair over her shoulders, which made her saggy breasts rise and fall. I was completely rigid as she directed me in. She tried to smile as she started moving, and I tried to caress her thighs and hips when she started bouncing faster, even though I didn’t really like how her saggy tits were flapping around when she did that. Mom tried grinding her hips and alternating the pace for a while, but eventually she was just riding me at a rapid, desperate pace. She wanted to make it happen despite the problems we had encountered during the evening so far. My eyes were locked on her dark bush because I didn’t want to see her looking at me and watch her saggy breasts bouncing and slapping around. It wasn’t much better, the bristly hairs which I could distinctly feel on my shaft were an unappealing sight in how spread onto her lower stomach and thighs. The stretch marks on her belly were also constantly making me all too aware of who was on top of me. Mom spoke in a husky and breathy voice: “Come on now! Shoot it in me! Shoot...! It...!” She was trying to sound nice and sweet rather than demanding while she was reminding me about the goal of the intercourse, but it wasn’t working out so she had to start slowing down when she got tired. “Sorry...” I said, biting my lip. “What am I going to do with you?” Mom shook her head in frustration. I knew she wasn’t going to give up, she could be quite persistent when she got in that kind of mood, and she knew nature would always find a way. I later understood that for a mother and son it was easier than for some because the natural ribbing of a mother’s vagina was especially compatible with her son and would get the results sooner or later regardless of how loose and hairy her vagina was. Unfortunately I only learned that later, so right now the situation seemed hopeless to me. I barely dared to look at mom as she started riding again. She quickly reached the same pace as before and kept it going. Despite the abrasive pubic hairs and the fact that the vagina was my own mother’s and not as tight as I had imagined it would be, I was getting sweaty and twitchy because of the warmth and the motherly ribbing. “I - I can’t do it, mom,” I whimpered when physics and biology were starting to get the better of me, bringing my hands to her hips and patting them until she slowed down. “I’m sorry,” I apologized the best I could. I was aching all over, but I was just too scared to release into my own mother. “It was going fine now!” mom said and frowned in exasperation because I had stopped her. Her thin lips had turned into a line and I could see from her gaze that she was frustrated with me. I looked away as she lay down beside me. I kept staring at a corner, away from her. Eventually I felt mom’s hand slide into mine, but I almost wanted to twitch away even from that. When the awkward silence became too uncomfortable for both of us, mom finally spoke: “Do you want to try again? Or should I just go...?” I was breathing deep. I knew I had to think about my mother’s emotions too, and not just about my own inhibitions. I mean, the ribbed nature of my mother’s vagina had been doing what it was intended for, it was just that I had gotten nervous and scared so I had made her stop. I was afraid she would be left feeling like a bad mother if I didn’t successfully shoot inside her on my first time, and I didn’t want that to happen. Now was the last chance of getting my feelings under control. After a long pause I finally said: “I really want it to happen, mom,”, more out of politeness than anything, but I really didn’t want to fail on my first time. Especially not with mom. It wouldn’t be nice for her. “All right. Let’s try it this way,” mom said as she climbed on top of me, with her back towards me this time. I could feel the vagina’s natural ribbing better in this position, especially when mom leaned backwards and supported herself with her arms. That must have been her intention, although I have to admit not having to look her in the eyes helped too. I could still watch her saggy tits bouncing and flopping on the mirror to the right if I really wanted to. I wouldn’t say I did, but I still snatched a glance at them occasionally just to see how big and tall her nipples were. My mother’s hips started riding me again, occasionally twisting a little which helped because it felt good and natural in this position. The vagina being loose from several births didn’t matter so much when mom was in control of her hips. She could make them twist and rotate in ways which overcame any possible issues. Deep penetration allowed the ribbing to work on the whole length of the shaft, especially when mom started increasing the pace. The bristly pubic hair opened into the warmth and I could even feel my mother’s clitoris against my balls as she rode hard. That was a very tender moment which along with the deep naturally ribbed penetration and the motions of experienced birth-giving hips finally brought the act to its natural finish. “Nn-n!” We both flinched in surprise as we heard the squirt. It had finally succeeded. My hips had thrust instinctively when I was holding onto mom’s, and that final motion had sent the sperm in at long last. It was a deep ejaculation, straight into the womb, and my mother threw her head back and shuddered when it happened. The spurts would have been flying high if they hadn’t been beautifully sent into their most natural place, filling it completely with the warmth from my balls. The mom-ribbing pulsated on my throbbing shaft and the movements of experienced hips helped to keep the drive going as long as the spurts kept on firing into the womb. “Nng-nh!” the feeling made me groan as my entire body tensed so hard my toes curled. Despite our difficulties I saw and felt how my mother’s hips shuddered when it happened, and I knew I would never forget that memory. It was worth all the trouble, and when comparing experiences with other people it made me later understand my first time had been better than many other’s. I still remember it as one of the best orgasms of my entire life and I doubt that is going to change. “Finally!” mom sighed in exasperation and surprised me by offering a slight compliment, “But at least the finish was proper and good even if it took its time.” I couldn’t really disagree with that. Although the orgasm’s end had brought along an instant feeling of regret, I felt like I had shot at least twice as much as ever before, completely emptying my balls into the womb. We had succeeded at last, but I wasn’t sure how I was feeling about that. I was distinctly aware that I had come inside my own mother, and I doubted that awareness would easily go away if ever. I correctly thought this would become one of those things which would never be talked about. Except for one quip I managed to slip into a conversation much later, thanks to the singer Shakira. “Your hips don’t lie, mom,” I said when song’s video was playing on TV. That made mom flash a quick smile at me during a brief moment when we were alone during the day. “What, am I like Shakira now? Silly boy,” she said and pecked a kiss on my cheek. I still like that song and think about mom every time I hear it. We haven’t done it again and I have a girlfriend now, but who ever knows what will happen in the future?

My empty childhood home was exactly what I didn’t need. The perfect imagery for loneliness and rut. With my boyfriend breaking up with me just before the holidays, I had to ask my mom for my old room back until I was ready to start a new cycle of disappointment. She had Christmas plans, of course. What normal person didn’t? So it was just little old me in my little old bed surrounded by posters of bands I never listen to anymore. “Ewww. Do Barbies go... bad?” I found my unclothed abandoned doll in the nightstand drawer while fishing for a phone charger from this decade but dropped her the instant some gooey filing touched my finger. She landed in a puddle of whatever thick white stuff was leaking out of her blown-out backside. I used a whole roll of paper towels for the makeshift oven mitts that helped me carry her to the kitchen garbage. I’m not one for sentimental value, but it still felt terrible to close the lid over her dead-stare smile. No more rummaging for me, I decided. I stripped down to just my socks (don’t judge) and buried my face in the pillows for a good cry before falling asleep with the lights on. A rubber ball compressing itself past your front teeth, turning a snore into a gag, is more effective than the loudest alarm clock and the strongest coffee. The strap didn’t even go behind my head; it was like the thing was magnetically attracted to my tongue. And when you find out that your wrists have been bound to the bedposts by fuzzy handcuffs, your thundering heart almost overdoses on adrenalin. Looking around for an intruder dressed in black and not finding a soul in the well-lit bedroom was no comfort. All I could do was kick my legs, but the more I did, the more of my nude body was revealed under the sheets which now only precariously covered the V of my lower abdomen. Every waggle of my bare breasts was no doubt a gift to my captor, wherever he was, but even my panicked breaths made some waves. “You’re even prettier than I imagined. I was born in a sex doll factory and I’ve never seen a more perfect pair of tits.” The creepy intruder had left a plump teddy bear on the nightstand and was talking through some embedded speaker with a whimsical modulator. That was my first thought until the bear jumped from the nightstand to the bed with a fluidity far beyond cutting-edge robotics. I don’t know how I missed it at first glance but, now that it was inches from my face, I couldn’t look away from the big, bobbing pink cock coming out of its brown fuzzy crotch. “Why are you acting so shocked?” The bear said, with moving lips and body language and everything. “I thought everyone knew since 1995 that toys came alive when you left the room. The Toy Story rule only applies to children’s toys, of course, unless you’re a bad joke like me. Let’s make a Teddy Bear with a big cock and a cum pump. So funny! I’m a freak only your mother could love. And even she loved me for just one night. One night that cursed me with the knowledge of how amazing it is to penetrate a warm cunt. I’ve turned your Barbie doll into a cum dump but the hole I made through her painted-on panties doesn’t come close to my memories of the real thing. Barbie! Get your ass over here. Monologing makes me horny. Everything makes me horny.” “Yes, Mr. Bear.” My Barbie crawled up the bedsheets using only her arms and dragging her lower body behind. “Her legs don’t work too well anymore, but since I made her anatomically correct, that little slut spends more time riding my cock than she ever did walking. She loves being treated like trash but throwing her in the trash, that was cold even by bear standards.” I moaned an apology to my Barbie through the gag, but she was too busy impaling her hourglass waist and stretching her vinyl skin over the hard rubber cock like a disturbing condom to listen. Her printed face was distorted in ecstasy. Learning that my captor was not an imposing man, but a cute bear desperately lonely like me and a little too horny for his own good (also like me) had been like a slowly dissolving pill of relief in my stomach. I was beginning to envy the orgasmic doll getting bear-handled against my armpit. Not that I wanted to mount a cock so proportionally large it made my eyes bulge out, but I wanted to feel whatever had her toes spreading and curling despite having feet cast from a mold. Being dominated had been a repressed kink of mine for a while, held in check by feelings of guilt and the fear that objectification in the bedroom would affect the fragile power dynamics of an otherwise healthy relationship. But being the sex toy of a sex toy ? That evens the playing field. Mr. Bear continued to fuck my Barbie like bragging about what he could do to me despite only being as tall as his dick. I now know that monologing is how he deals with his insecurities. “Your mother doesn’t live here anymore, you know. She’s been living with her boyfriend since you left the nest. She’s only keeping this house because you’re father’s paying the mortgage. But I haven’t been waiting for her all these years. I’ve been waiting for you . You have no idea how much jizz I’ve dumped listening to Barbie’s stories about how you masturbated with your 10-in-1 multicolored click pen.” Couldn’t hold back a blush of confirmation there. That Barbie had watched me do some pretty cringe stuff. “I’m so sorry,” Barbie cried out to me between moans. “And now that you’re here,” Mr. Bear continued, “I have a lifetime of wet dreams to act out on...” “Mmm mmmm!” resonated through my gag. I didn’t try to say real words; I just wanted to interject. “Erm, yes? Gaggie, give her some space, please.” The ball stopped rubbing on my tongue and squeezed itself between the top and bottom teeth of my stretched jaw. My words were still partly muffled and dripping with drool, but most syllables were clear enough. “I thought you said sex toys didn’t count as toys.” That wasn’t what I wanted to say originally, but the way Gaggie squeaked in obedience made me wonder what made it special. Mr. Bear rolled his eyes and put his frustration into deep Barbie thrusts while pulling hard on her legs. “If you’d let me finish, I was about to tell you about the day I found a bag of googly eyes and discovered they can turn any object into a child’s toy. That’s how Mr. Drill helped with my virgin Barbie problem.” I looked at the handcuffs; each had two goofy eye stickers on their strand. “Heho” they gurgled with a ‘mouth’ full of my wrist. I explored the ballgag with my tongue. Googly eyes there too. It squeaked gleefully from the tickles. “I made a lot of friends this way, they’re all eager to meet you...” “Look,” I interrupted again. “You can stop talking like a Bond villain. As long as you let me use the bathroom and you keep that drill away from me, I’m game for whatever.” Sad drilling noises buzzed from an eavesdropper behind the bedroom door. “You... you are?” Mr. Bear said, leaving Barbie unfucked for the first time since he started. I nodded a ‘duh’. I know it sounds like lightspeed Stockholm syndrome, but Mr. Bear was at the right place at the right time. I had a real shitty week and would have borrowed my mom’s toys anyway had I known she had a stash. Plus, a ‘massage’ is a million times better when performed by someone else. “Well... I haven’t worked out the bathroom and feeding situation yet, but I can’t risk you running away before we get to play for at least... an hour.” My maniacal captor was really a big softy without his rehearsed ***********. “That’s fine. You can keep the handcuffs. I like them.” “Hank hoo.” “He hike hoo too.” I kicked away the rest of the blanket to show I was serious, proudly exposing the pussy I had waxed for my ex-boyfriend’s benefit. I then raised and spread my knees like an inviting funnel. I could tell Mr. Bear was still nervous. My confidence made his height insecurities flare up again. He knew even a small girl like me could crush him between her thighs or kick him across the room in an explosion of fluff if she didn’t buy into this illusion of power. “Warm her up for me, guys.” Mr. Bear told the room. A test I wasn’t afraid to fail until I realized I was in for one heck of a foreplay session. Was my mom a sex toy hoarder? More and more vibrators kept jumping on the bed to climb Mount Me like a googly-eyed Lilliputian army. Massagers with round heads, wands that looked like toothbrushes, vibrators in the shape of fat bullets, one sleek-looking thing that looked like an alien wishbone, and I recognized a buttplug with some degree of apprehension. First contact was a bullet vibrator snuggling against my nipple. My first reflex was to yell stop and I’m glad Gaggie was back against my tongue to stop me. Less than a minute later, I would have begged them not to stop because once the feeling of being tortured with tickles subsides, you start clenching and squirming for a different reason. Every erogenous zone from toes to nips was being stimulated by eager specialists. Two toothbrush wands pulled my slit apart for the alien wishbone to jump in ‘feet’ first. My initial moan of surprise stretched until I had no air left in my lungs as I discovered it was designed to pleasure my G-spot and clit simultaneously. Even little things like knowing your upper body spasms sexually aroused your handcuffs added to the experience. Once the buttplug plopped itself in my virgin cavity, I thought there was no possible way this could get more intense. That’s when candles appeared to literally kill themselves delivering hot wax to my breasts and clenched abdominals. I came like a Barbie so often and for so long that I forgot my ex-boyfriend’s name. The only name I remembered was “Mr. Bear...” I could feel his soft fur against my bare vulva now. Only the ergonomic G-spot massager had moved out to make room for Mr. Bear. Barbie was happy to offer him a new home. It was with three different vibrators on my clit and a rounded cone in my rectum that I welcomed his big pink cock. I was expecting the relative cold of an inanimate object but was pleasantly surprised by his warmth. My mom must have thought he was too big, and he would have been had I not been drenched between the legs like an opened tube of lube. “It’s just like I remembered,” he said, bottoming out in my birth canal. “No... better.” Every pump made me scream against the gag. This was my runner’s high in this orgasm marathon where all my muscles tensed despite the exhaustion. Mr. Bear joined me in one final climax, and his ejaculation seemed to last as long as he wanted it to last. I passed out from orgasm fatigue as he squirted his last few drops on my breasts. When I woke up the next morning, there were no handcuffs around my wrists, no rubber ball in my mouth. Turning on the screen of my phone killed the remaining 1%, but not before flashing a dozen message notifications from my ex. Things must not have worked out with whomever he left me for. Whatever, he would never be enough for me, not after tonight. I heard moaning from my nightstand. Inside was my Barbie getting her G-spot massaged if her G-spot was in her chest. I closed the drawer to give them privacy, then tested the stability of my legs before letting the walls escort me to the shower. When I came back, hair wet but inner thighs dry, there was a Teddy Bear on my bed. “I think I’m going to take a nap, face down this time,” I said much louder than if I was truly talking to myself. “I sure hope I don’t get handcuffed and gagged again. And that this really hung bear doesn’t come to life to take me from behind while his vibrator friends turn me into a drooling cum slut...” There was a smile on Mr. Bear’s face that I don’t think was factory-stitched.

Hi there. I’ve been reading and enjoying the stories on this site for a long while now – some of them have even helped give me the confidence to try new things with new women, and for that I’m immensely grateful. So here’s to this site – my sex life wouldn’t be what it is, without you. So let’s start. My name is Joseph Cains. At the time of writing I was slim and toned. I was never too worried about keeping my body within any parameters – I happened to be the way I was because I cycled an hour or so every day and I slept very little. The body burns up a lot more fuel when you habitually get too little sleep, so I stayed thin even when I was positively stuffing myself with sweet and sickly foods and drinks – the sort of thing you guzzle when you’re a student and you haven’t really grown up yet. This story comes from my stint at university. I shan’t say which one for fear of offending their PR department, but suffice to say that it was a small university with no more than ten thousand students – and this story is about one of the many ones who got away. Mariana Popa was Romanian. She was a few years older than the other students – but that was fine, so was I. We’d spent a couple of months flirting online before she’d come to the university, and our first few meetings were rather confusing for the both of us – there are always differences between your idealisation of someone and their real self, that’s for sure. But here we were, a couple of months in to the first term, and we were in a computer room surrounded by my friends again. As always. That’s the thing about Computing. We really do have primarily male students, and of those, a disproportionate number of them have no idea about social norms. So there was no way they were going to let us flirt quietly in a corner without pestering one of us for assignment help – either me for my age and presumed seniority, or her simply because she was both beautiful and remarkably intelligent. I realise now of course that I have not described her. I’ll do that now. She stood tall, even slightly taller than I: six feet, two inches. She was slim, but not too slim. Her hips swayed a little when she walked, and she had a habit of wearing skintight plaid trousers and a perfectly tight jacket top that flared out at the bottom. For easily the first two weeks that she’d been in the department, nobody had been able to concentrate when she was walking away from them – or towards. She didn’t wear low-cut shirts, because she didn’t have to. Her hips drew inward to a perfectly toned stomach and of course she wore close-fitting shirts that nearly let you see the lines of her musculature. Her breasts weren’t huge, but they really didn’t have to be. A C-cup, I think? I know very little about bra sizes, but I do remember that they fit very nicely into my hand, and I have fairly large hands for a guy. I suspect that she had that mathematically perfect ratio of measurements, but she never did explicitly confirm that. Just gave me a knowing smile the only time I asked. She got up, said her farewells, and left the room. As the door closed behind her, she looked back through the gap at me and scowled slightly. I shrugged, just a little, so as not to show the others that I was still looking at her. They still teased me for a few minutes, but that was pretty much normal. I looked back at my machine and the problem I had to solve today. It didn’t look difficult – just a matter of optimisation. But just as I was getting my head into it, my phone buzzed. A text from Mariana. Come upstairs , it said. We need to talk. That didn’t sound good at all. I stood up and wandered out of the room with as little purpose as I could. Hopefully the others would think that I was just going to the bathroom. I trotted up the stairs, straight past the bathroom, and in to the third room on my left. It was a small room, with an old printer and an even older watercooler in it. Mariana was leaning against the printer – she turned round and smiled at me. “I’m not in trouble?” I was confused. Of course I was going to ask. I closed the door behind me. “Oh, dear boy.” She had an odd way with words. But then, anyone whose first language isn’t English will pick up some odd constructs here and there. “You do confuse me. I was thinking that you need to show me more affection when we’re around your friends. But now you come upstairs, and, well. You never seem to just... reach out and take what you want.” Was that... what was that? This time I locked the door. It was, and I was going to take advantage of it quite thoroughly. I turned back to her and she was smiling again, even as I strode over to her, raised my hand behind her head and kissed her solidly. She let out a little noise and I knew I was doing the right thing. Her back arched, my hand landed just above her gorgeous rump, and suddenly her entire body pressed up against mine. I could feel the shape of her through our clothing – her soft breasts, the firmness of her stomach, the fullness of her hips, the yearning of her libido. This had become a teenage boy’s dream situation, and fast. Here’s the thing about the room we were in. The back wall is a set of tall, thin windows separated by solid concrete pillars. It faces another building over a stretch of grass that nobody ever really walks on. So when she kissed me back with quite the fever and started backing up against the glass, I was quite surprised. She had always been reticent til now, as though (strangely enough) she might never have needed to initiate these proceedings with a guy. I pressed her against the window and kissed her hard. My hands couldn’t get enough of just her curves – they slid and squeezed her backside, her waist, her stomach, her breasts. She broke off the kiss and mock-scowled at me. “So now you want me,” she said. “Now, when I don’t have any condoms with me.” A few days ago she had invited me back to her room and I had given her a long and sensual massage. She had made the condoms on her side table quite obvious but I, at the time quite afraid to mis-step, hadn’t taken the opportunity. “Well, I’m sorry,” I said. “Sometimes the impulse just kind of takes over.” My hands were at her shirt, unbuttoning it at quite a lick. I planted kisses on her throat and down the swell of her breasts as I finished undoing it, then came back up to undo the clasp – and found that there wasn’t one. “Round the front, dear boy...” In my haste I had missed it. I threw aside all thoughts of embarrassment and planted feather-soft kisses on her breasts, unclasping her bra and exposing those gorgeous breasts completely. She had fairly small nipples and by God were they hard. I gravitated to them with my lips and my tongue and my fingertips, and she hissed when I pinched a little too hard – she was sensitive, that was certainly good. I kept at my work, not stopping until each nipple was visibly taut and her breath was ragged. I blew gently over her nipples and she shuddered – I was doing it right, and all I’d done was read about that particular tactic. She glared at me. “Why aren’t we back in my room, dear?” “Well,” I said. “We do have lectures in about ten minutes.” She chuckled. “Nerd.” I blew on her nipples again and she gasped quietly, arching her back and pushing them up into my face. A kiss and a lick and I stood back up straight, caught her lips, kissed her, and started turning her around. She glared at me again, and then I pushed her against the window, squashing her already excited breasts up against the cold glass and she made a quiet noise, and my arousal pressed up hard between her buttocks and her voice caught in her throat and became an outright moan. “You can’t make love to me in here,” she said. “Perhaps not. But I’ll be damned if I’m walking out of here before you hit orgasm, at least.” My hands went to her waistline and true to their form, her tight-fitting trousers unbuttoned easily and the zip went down and my hand slid straight into her panties (I’d picked that one up from her already) and found her absurdly wet pussy and started sliding up and down, from clit down to the base of the hole and back, teasing the entrance for now but not actually slipping in. Her breath was completely gone. She shivered and her thighs tried to tighten on my hand, but I started grinding my obvious arousal up between her buttocks and she bucked back, and I started pressing my middle finger inside her and she moaned again, this time turning her head as far back as she could to kiss me and muffle her voice in my mouth. Very quickly this progressed, and before I realised it I was sinking three fingers into her, using my other hand to paint her nipples with her own pussy juices, pulling and tweaking on them and coming dangerously close to orgasm myself as I ground hard up against her gorgeous firm rump. My fingers made a quiet squishing noise as they sank into her over and over, and I briefly considered what it would be like to fist this tall, slender, beautiful creature – until she tightened up on my fingers, the tightening of her thighs pushing her hard up against the window again, squashing her breasts for any passer-by to see, the tightening of her buttocks very nearly posing a serious problem for me, and she let out a long low “fuck” – the only time I had ever heard her swear. I could feel her vaginal walls trembling around my fingers, squeezing them tight, and I could hear the tremor in her breath as she shivered her way through the orgasm. She pushed herself away from the window, grabbed my wrist and used it to pull my hand out of her trousers. She looked at my sticky fingers contemplatively, then leaned over and put one in her mouth. She sucked it clean, then the other two, then she took hold of my head and pulled me gently down to her nipples. “Just lick them,” she said. “You’ve ruined my panties but I want my bra to at least be comfortable.” I considered arguing back but then I saw a warmth in her eyes that hadn’t been there before and I slowly, meticulously licked her breasts clean of the juices I had daubed on them earlier. She grinned at me. “You forgot your camera,” she said, and squeezed her breasts once before reclasping her bra and starting to do her shirt back up. I, stuck for something to do, refastened her trousers – for which I was rewarded by Mariana’s shaky sigh – and kissed her. She finished doing her shirt up and she said “You know I don’t like it, but... maybe one day I might try... oral. If you’re good.” My mental response must have been blindingly obvious because she smirked at me, gave me a peck on the lips, unlocked the door and left. Two minutes later I got another text. Think of me when you bring yourself off . I did just that.

Chapter 9 A few days later it was time for my next appointment with Doctor Carter and I just didn’t want to get out of bed, I was just staring at the ceiling and imagining what perversions I would be submitted to this time. As these thoughts entered my mind, I realized that I was actually the one that was submitting to his desires, the one that was keeping his perverseness a secret for the sake of my own secrets being kept by him. I was trapped in a vicious circle and could see no way out so far. Suddenly I heard a knock at the door: “Jasmine honey, are you coming down for breakfast soon, I have to do some shopping before I drop you off to counseling…” said my mom, not opening the door. “Are you still asleep?!” I finally answered, saying that I will be down in a few… I reluctantly got out of bed, threw my robe on and walked down stairs where my brother was already at the table and there was a plate out for me too. I sat down and got fed like a baby while my mom was telling me about where she had to be today and how busy she was. I didn’t even listed to half of it, not because I wanted to be rude, but because I had my own demons to deal with. She rushed me upstairs to take a shower and get dressed as she wanted me to join her on some errands before my appointment. I went straight to the bathroom and jumped in the shower, washing up fast and then grooming myself a bit in the mirror before going back to my room to get dressed. I stared at my closet for a few minutes before choosing a light blue sundress that I had worn before and I liked how it fit. I put on a white bra and panties and then slipped the dress over my head. It felt a bit snug compared to the last time I had it on, so I took a good look in the mirror. It seemed that my hips were just a bit wider, my butt a bit more round, but my breasts were fuller for sure, they were showing more of themselves than they usually dared to; and that is saying a lot. The actual problem was that the bra just didn’t work with this dress, the straps were doubled up and the cups were pushed out and over the cleavage. I took the dress off again and decided to try it on without a bra, just to see if that was the issue, or if I just grew out of it. When I slipped it back on over my head and over my naked breasts, it seemed to actually fit better. It contoured my young still developing body quite well and although it was still snug, it wrapped itself better over all my curves and even encased my heavy bust well enough that I wasn’t embarrassed to wear it out of my room. I picked a pair of white sandals and finished doing my hair just in time for my mom to urge me out of my room again and into the car. We drove to the post office first where I waited in the car, and then went to the supermarket. I was going to wait behind again, but she insisted that I come whit her since she had more shopping to do and wanted me to help with the groceries and not stay in the car for an hour…. I finally agreed and stepped out of the car. As we walked through the parking lot I noticed that the dress I was wearing looked a bit different in the light of day then it did in my room. It was fairly decent, not too short, about an inch above the knee, but it was hugging my bubble butt just a bit more than I would be comfortable showing in public, or anywhere for that matter. Of course, my old nemesis, the cleavage was on display like usual but there was not much I could do about that… We grabbed a shopping cart and walked through the store picking up items along the way. I noticed some guys look at me, but nothing unusual so far, just your garden variety creeps, but when you are all legs, ass and boobs as they say, what else can you expect. I had learned to live with that and just ignore it. We made our way to the frozen section and had more stuff to pick up here than usual. It was a hot summer and we were going through ice-cream like crazy. Mom had me pick up whatever flavors I thought that James and I would like, so I had to reach up and behind other stuff to get what I needed. At one point I leaned in the freezer to grab the last box of popsicles from the back of the shelf and ended up pressing my bust against the other iced treats in order to get it. We then saw another one behind the one I pulled out, so I leaned in even further, pressing my chest harder against the cold boxes until I retrieved the last one. Pushing my soft nipples against that freezing surface hurt a bit, but since there was only a thin layer of dress material to cover them, they got really stiff and were now poking outward getting even my mom’s attention. “Are you not wearing a brassiere young lady?” she asked a bit irritated and staring right at them. My eyes dropped and I gasped a bit, covering my chest with both hands. “Am, well, it didn’t fit inside the dress and so I just tried it on without one and it seemed OK at home. I didn’t know they were going to get so stiff mom, you know how shy I am, why you have to say it so loud and embarrass me here?” As I said that she looked behind her at the man who overheard the conversation and was now leering at me rudely. We threw the stuff in the cart and made our way to the front of the store. My large nipples had not recovered from the cold shock as fast as I had hoped and were still displaying themselves with total disregard for my predicament. I couldn’t walk around the whole time with my arms crossed in front of my chest since I was the one pushing the cart and my mom putting groceries in, so I reserved myself to just looking down and away from the steering eyes and pretended not to notice that the man from the frozen section was now following us through the store and all the way to the registers. I just wanted to get out of there as fast as I could, but the line was moving slow and my mom ran back to the fruit section having forgot to pick up some things while I started putting stuff on the conveyor belt for the cashier to scan. The eavesdropper was right behind me and now really close to me. I just looked back at him and he had a smile on his face, then he came even closer and was rubbing against be as I was reaching in my cart for every item. He started rubbing his crotch against my butt when I was bending down a bit and I could feel his erection through the thin material that was stretched over my tight butt. I could have said something but I didn’t want to attract anymore unwanted attention to myself especially since the cashier was spending more time looking at my boobs then the register. He even threw in a few items without scanning them as he didn’t want to miss any second of the show that was unfolding in front of him now. The pervert behind me who had by now reached out and squeezed my ass a few times suddenly stepped back, and I looked at him and noticed my mom coming up with some bananas and a bag of grapes. She went up front to pay for the stuff, and I finished loading the last of the shopping on the belt and walked towards the register but not before feeling a hand pinch my right butt cheek really hard. I didn’t want to look back, knowing who it was and just got out as fast as I could. We walked to the car and got all the stuff in. As I was rushing to put the cart back I knew that my round tits were bouncing and attracting attention, but all I cared about now was to get out of that parking lot. We drove to the doctor’s office and on the way I kept looking down, trying to think of an excuse not to show up. My nipples were so hard and I had no way to hide them. I dreaded not wearing a bra, no matter how silly it would have fitted under this dress. We got to the office before I could come up with a plan, and my mom just said that she will be back in an hour, but she might be late so not to worry. She said all this without even looking at me, but I didn’t want to ask why, I kind of realized that she was still blaming me for my earlier “display” . I just walked up to the office in shame and the receptionist asked me to have a seat until the doctor is ready for me. I was sure that he was “ready”…. He had probably been ready since the last time I was here, I just didn’t k now what would be in stored for me. I was the one who wasn’t ready for any of this… He finally called me in and I stepped into his office like a lamb going in for slaughter. He looked at me and just said “welcome” but didn’t offer me to sit down. Instead he looked me up and down with greed and smiled. “I see that you have been looking forward to our little encounter today, haven’t you…” I just shook my head and looked at him puzzled. Surely he realized that I hated every moment of this, he must know by now how repulsed I was by him… -“I mean your body seems to be ready for playtime….” And with that he came in closer and looked right at my firm tits locking his lips. My nipples were still trying to poke their way through the thin material. He rubbed them lightly at first but after I jumped at his touch he started squeezing and flicking them while my dress was still on and stretched over my ostentatious curves. “I have seen women’s breasts through dresses before but nothing like this, it’s like your body is just asking to be played with…” He started groping me all over now, my butt, chest, down my legs. Once he had enough he asked me to slowly strip for him. I knew by now that there was no arguing, so I just reached for the hem of my sun dress and pulled slowly like he demanded over my butt… “Stop!” he barked. “Hold the dress like that over your ass and turn around. Now jiggle that tight round butt for me… That’s it baby, make it bounce.” I was totally ashamed of the way he was talking to ma and making me perform for his amusement, but continued as instructed. “Now pull it off and turn around, I want to see those large boobs bounce for me.” Once my dress was off and on the floor, I slowly turned around and showed my bra-less breasts to him. I started shaking them a bit, but he wasn’t satisfied and had me bump up and down more and more until my heavy white globes were bouncing and swaying to his delight. I could see his erection through his pants and feared what he was going to do with it. Finally he asked me to stop and put my hands on his desk. I did, and he moved behind me quickly and gave a sort of hug from behind, his hands roaming all over my satin skin and stopping at my bust. He started pulling slightly at my still very hard nipples and twisted them as I concentrated not to make a sound. Encouraging this was the last thing I wanted to do, so I just squeezed my eyes shut and bit my lips as he knowingly continued to provoke sensations within my teenage body. His hands reluctantly let go of his favorite part of me and started going down my abdomen and into my panties. I just let out a sigh as his palm covered my pussy and started rubbing it while his other hand went behind me and groped my ass and jiggled it some more. I was being rubbed between my legs slowly but firmly like he knew exactly where and what to touch to get my defenseless pussy as moist as he wanted. Once it was to his liking, he pulled down my panties and I stepped out of them obediently. He then brought them up to my nose and made me smell them: “These were wet before I even touched you Jasmine.” I just shook my head in disbelief but he continued: “There is more than one explanation for this. If I was not medically trained and if I would not notice the look of total disgust on your face every time you come in here, I would say that you are looking forward to our sessions as much as I am. But that would be just ignorant of me and I’m quite sure this is not the case. I know you hate every moment of this, but I also know that your body reacts very promptly to outside factors. So tell me my dear, what exactly went on before you got here today?” I just turned my head towards him while he still held me against the desk. “Come on, just like a normal session. I ask you the questions, you give me the answers and then I tell you the conclusion” I cleared my throat a bit and started speaking while he was cupping my mound from behind: “I went to the store with my mom and some people were… looking at me… it really made me uncomfortable….” -“Please continue…” he said while rubbing my pussy very slowly. It was really strange talking in this position, naked semi bent over his desk with him behind me rubbing my pussy and making me twitch now and then, but I tried my best to answer his questions. I started telling him about how I tried to reach in the freezer for the ice cream and how I pressed my chest against the cold boxes. He asked to hear details about how I felt and how my body responded. I gave in and told him about my nipples getting very hard and not being able to get them to settle down at all after that… As I said this he raised his other hand up my now shivering body and started touching my breasts again, rubbing his palm over my nipples and flicking them with his fingers all the while he continued his ministrations on my wet cunny. I stopped talking as he did this and stiffened up a bit. He asked me why I stopped talking, as if he didn’t know exactly what effect his touching was having on my inexperienced body. I tried to answer but he just kept touching and rubbing as words slowly left my lips: “A.. I.. I can’t speak when you…. When you touch me like this…” -“Do you like it?” “Be honest” “No. I hate that you are playing with me this way, and that you are making me humiliate myself like this” “I’m just trying to warm you up for later” he said and then put his mouth next to my ear and licked my ear lobe while whispering “continue…” So I continued telling him about how my mom scolded me in the supermarket about my tits showing and how the stranger overheard us and started following me around as I tried to finish the shopping…. “Ahh…. “Escaped my mouth as his hand continued to rub my pussy and he kept licking my ear telling me the whole time to keep talking. I regained my composure and told him how the man followed me through the store staring at my body, trying to get a better angle to view as much of me as he could. Then how he got behind me at the register and rubbed against my butt… Doctor Carter stopped licking my ear while I said this and removed his hand from my boobs and his other hand from my pussy, put both his hands on my butt and started playing and squeezing my cheeks together and then pulling them apart. I stopped talking for a moment and he slapped one cheek pretty hard. I gasped and was about to say something when he interrupted and informed me that I will get a spank every time I stop talking. I just started speaking again with his hands on my round posterior… I told him how the creep in the store rubbed against me while I unloaded the cart and how I was afraid to say anything, how I didn’t understand why I didn’t react differently to what he was doing. -“It is normal jasmine for rape victims such as yourself not to be able to react properly in such situations, our boundaries become different in certain high stress situations after suffering a trauma such as you did during your attack. In part, I was trying to help you with that in our first session, but now in our later sessions I have been taking advantage of your state. I’m sure you would have said something to the man if he had tried more with you, and you probably would run away now from me if I didn’t have those photos that could destroy you…..” He said while a tear ran down my cheek. Another one was going to follow but was stopped by the sharp slap that he administered on my now pink butt because I had not continued with the story. I stated talking again slowly as he was now parking my cheeks harder and touched my lips with his other hand and whispered for me to open. I opened my mouth and he pushed his index finger in and asked me to suck, which I did. I sucked on his finger until he removed it slowly and then slipped it behind me, between my cheeks and pushed against my sphincter. I tried to pull away out of instinct, but of course the desk was in front of me so that just got me another slap on my butt. He started pushing his finger in a bit and I just froze. The tip slipped in my hole and I just cried out: “No..! Not there… please, ahh…” he pushed it in further about half way in. It hurt and felt awful as he moved it in and out slowly and twisted it a bit to get it in further. Once it was all the way in me he spoke: -“Wow, after fingering your pussy, I didn’t think I would experience anything tighter, but I was obviously wrong. Your puckered little ass hole is so small that I’m almost afraid to push another finger in there.” “No, please don’t do that, take it out please…. It hurts…” Then, slowly he pulled out and moved it to my face. He rubbed it on my lips making sure I could smell it. The odor of my own butt did not bother me, but it was eliciting strange feelings in my stomach. He knew that this would trigger responses based on my rape in the van, and when I was sodomized and was using my own body against me in the most despicable way. He then slipped the dirty finger in my mouth for me to taste it, and quickly added his middle finger in there too. I was now sucking on his fingers hoping that this was as far as he would go with that, but I was wrong… -“Make sure to get them nice and wet, they will go in your tight little bum in a moment. I was going to protest, but had no words; so I just made sure to get as much drool on them as I could, hoping that this would at least make it hurt less. When he was satisfied, he moved his now wet hand behind me and started pressing on my sphincter again. I just moaned with my mouth closed as both his fingers entered me slowly and painfully bit by bit until they were all the way in. I could feel his knuckles between my firm cheeks and he just kept them there for a moment. -“I can feel your pulse, this is so nice. Please finish telling me what happened in the store…” I took a deep breath and started again telling him how the guy rubbed against me, and then how he pinched my ass through my dress before we made our way out and into the parking lot. I was really concentrating on speaking clearly while he started moving his fingers in and out of my rectum. I was so disgusted to have his hand in me and to be manipulated like a little puppet. Out of nowhere I just asked him: “How could the earlier events have made me get wet? The man didn’t even really touch me, and I hated the whole thing. If fact all I felt was embarrassment and fear.” -“Well my dear,” he said as he was fingering me steadily now and twisting his hand in and out, “the adrenaline combined with your previous experience forced your body to react mush like it is reacting now. Your butt hurts while I violate it with my hand, but your sweet pussy is dripping on my nice floor in anticipation of being assaulted like it was in the rapists van. Do you understand?” I just nodded and realized that he was experimenting on me like Pavlov with his dog. I also got really scared of what he had in plan for me next. Was he going to put his penis in me like last time, or worst?! Just as these thoughts dawned on me he pulled his fingers all the way out and told me not to move. I could hear him do something behind me and then I felt it… his penis was between my ass cheeks poking at my puckered little hole. “No ! Not that, please…. Your fingers hurt too much, it won’t even fit in there, please don’t…” He silenced me with another slap. -“You will be obedient and stay there nicely like a good little girl. I know the men in the van sodomized you and if their pricks fit in there so will mine.” I just started sobbing, hating myself for telling him that, for telling him anything in fact. It was true that they had done that to me but I still can’t believe that they were able to push their penises in there and also remembered what agony I was in while it happened. He then positioned it at my entrance and started pushing in but nothing happened. He grabbed it with his hand and held on to my hip tight with the other and pushed harder. As I gasped the tip of his cock managed to open my tight hole and slipped in. Just the mushroom head was in now but this gave him the hope he needed to push further. The more hope he had of penetrating me, the less I had of fighting this off. He told me to take in a deep breath and as I complied, he pushed in further and another inch made it in my tight anal tract. Inch by inch it was being forced in me and I was hunched over his desk with my hand over my mouth so I wouldn’t scream in pain. Finally, after a lot of short in and out movements he was all the way in and he just sighed in victory. I felt stretched to the max and my bowels felt very full, like I had to expel the intruder. -“Wow, I can’t believe it worked!” he exclaimed… “At one point as I was pushing myself into you I was contemplating giving up and calling you a liar. But it turns out you have truly had a dick in here before, but probably with much more lubrication then just your own drool. What did you say they used on your bum in order to sodomize you?” “Ahh… Please don’t make me talk like thisss…. It hurts too much…” he didn’t answer and I realized that I was talking just now, so I continued between short breaths: “they, they rubbed their cue from my vagina into my butt and pushed it in there…” -“Ohh, that sounds so wrong, but soo good.” He said this as he started slowly moving in and out… “You will soon have some cum in there again, I doubt I can last very long in your tight little orifice…. Ohh this feels soo good!” And he just started pumping in and out harder making me cringe and moan. I could feel his every move in me and even his pulse now, my anus was stretched so wide I thought something was going to rip open, but he just kept going in longer and deeper. He was telling me to try and relax my muscles, apparently I was so tight that it squeezed him like he never felt before. He was now going so deep and his pelvis was slapping against my bubble butt and it really sounded like the hard ass fucking that I was getting. I felt like such a whore being taken like this on his desk with my hands in front of me barely supporting both our weight and he just kept slamming into me. “Aaahhhh….. I can’t. I can’t take it anymore, please…. Please just pull it out…. Pleeeeease… I started crying but he just kept going. Even if he wanted to take pity on me and give me a brake he couldn’t anymore, he was past the point of no return and started grunting. After a few more hard slams he started cumming. I could feel each jet of cum spurt deep in my bowels adding even more pressure and making me get sick to my stomach. He started slowing down and breathing hard into my ear: “Oh my…. Ahh.. that was better than I ever imagined.” He then pulled my face to the side and kissed me on the mouth: “Thank you Jasmine”….. I was more than taken back by this, but couldn’t even think with his cock still buried in my full butt. He just held it in there as it pulsated and spurred the last drop. Finally I felt him start to pull out but stopped half way through…. “Please, please just take it out” I pleaded. -“I think you are squeezing me in to tight, you have to relax your muscles. I’m still hard and I cant pull all the way.” “What… what do you want me to do?” I asked distressed…. -“just try to relax so that your anal ring opens a bit for me to pull it out, I would say to wait until I get soft but it doesn’t seem to be happening.” He noticed my confusion and reluctantly explained: “Look, I’ve never done this before so I didn’t know how I would react either. I don’t want to hurt you, not on purpose anyway, so I’ll try to help….” He then stroked my hair and spoke softer: just push out like you would during a bowel movement…. I was totally confused and grossed out, but couldn’t take the pain anymore so I made one last effort and: “Mmmmm…..” pushed him out with a big plop. It was painful but I felt soo empty after that, I took a few deep breaths and my knees went week, partly because of my uncomfortable position being bent over the desk, and partly due to the hard assault on my butt and ass the sensations that came with it. I stood up straight and turned around while looking down. I just wanted to avoid his gaze, I was more embarrassed about what had happened then previous times… He just put his pants back on and moved back to sit down in his chair. He seemed a bit tiered and quiet. I just started gathering my clothes off the floor and got dressed under his silent stare. I sat down on the couch and kept looking down… Finally I spoke: “You said you have never done this before? What exactly did you mean?...” -“Well, to be honest, I meant that I never had anal sex before now, with you. In all fairness they do make it look a lot easier in the porn movies…” he said with a slime. “I really didn’t mean to hurt you, I figured that there will be some pain involved but not that much, but once we started I wasn’t able to stop anymore. It felt so good to finally be able to do this, I always fantasized about anal sex, but never had the opportunity, and not many women are into that, real life is definitely not like stuff you see these days on the internet. And yes, I realize that you were not really into it either, in fact I’m sure you probably hate me even more after this, but from my point of view I got to put my penis in the butt of the prettiest and youngest girl I’ve ever….” He paused and looked up at my now watering eyes . He realized that hearing about how I had just been exploited for someone’s pleasure was doing more damage than good so he took some notes and looked at the time. The hour was almost over, so he handed me some tissues to clean my face and eyes and after doing my best to look somewhat presentable, he got up and walked me outside. My mom was in the waiting room, they discussed my progress a bit, and after reassuring her that I was on the right track the good doctor said goodbye to both of us and we left. I was quiet as a mouse the whole ride home, even if mom tried to engage me in some conversation. My butt was burning and I was shifting uncomfortably the whole time. The other issue was that I could feel the cum inside of me and that made me really self-aware of being on my mom’s passenger seat and not wanting to leek any of the disgusting fluid from my tight anus onto her nice seats. So I just squeezed tighter and bit my tongue… We took a different freeway than I had expected and I realized that we were heading to the club where my brother has his swim practice. He probably had a swim meet today and that’s why we had to pick him up. I didn’t say anything and just sat there wondering when today will finally be over. We got there and my mom went inside to get James. I looked around and slowly reached under my skirt, almost afraid of what I would find… it was dry, to my relief, but my puckered little hole was hurting so bad and I didn’t know how much longer I can squeeze it. Thankfully they came out soon and we were all on our way home. I had to make some short chat with James, not to raise any suspicions, asked him how it was and just let him do all the talking. It was becoming more and more uncomfortable and the need to eliminate was growing by the minute. It really felt like when you have to go to the bathroom really bad. I wasn’t sure how long I could hold it in. Every stop that we made and each speed bump that we went over was getting me closer to just letting go and that was not an option. Imagine having to explain that to my mother, to tell her why a huge load of smelly cum was coming out of my anus and all over her car seat. I couldn’t wait to get home….

This is part 12 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a man in the East Midlands of England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so happy and never had so much pleasure. Vanessa Saturday July 31 A busy morning and I was glad when it was lunchtime. Debbie and I both had the same lunch break so we went to the coffee shop down the road. She asked again if I would permanently remove her pubic hair for her. I said yes and reminded her to be at our house early on the Monday morning. Debbie told me that she’d been saving up to buy herself a car and would be glad when she didn’t have to rely on buses. She said that she had just about got enough money dependent upon how much discount she could get with her ‘pussy power’. I told her that I would like to help her with that and said that, “Two pussies are better than one.” As we were laughing about that one of the other girls from the salon joined us so the conversation got boring. In the middle of the afternoon the manager asked me to wax a ladies legs. She looked slightly older than me and as we went upstairs she quietly asked me if I would trim her hair ‘down there’. At first I didn’t realise what she was wanting and I just said, “Yes, sure, no problem.” It was only when she lifted her skirt up and took her knickers off that I realised what she meant. She sat on the reclining chair with her legs up waiting for me to get the wax strips sorted out. As I was ‘doing’ her legs she was telling me all about the new love of her life. When I’d finished her legs she told me that she wanted to be left with just a heart shape of short pubic hair with the bottom of the heart starting at the top of her slit. As she was telling me this she opened her legs wide and ‘drew’ the shape of the heart with a finger. I though that I’d trim away most of her dark brown bush and then use an eyeliner pencil to mark out the heart on her skin. She was talking all the time that I was trimming her hair but most of what she was saying didn’t make any sense. I guess that she was nervous. It only took me a few minutes to do the trimming but by the time I’d finished her pussy lips were swollen and open and her juices were starting to seep out. She seemed a little embarrassed so I said, “You know, by this stage a lot of women have had their first orgasm.” That seemed to make her relax a bit but that distinctive aroma of a woman’s pussy was filling the room. She jumped a bit as the eyeliner pencil touched her skin but she settled down as we agreed on the shape and size of the heart. Next came the painful part as I got a couple of wax strips and put them on either side of her pussy lips. I didn’t ask her if she was ready, I just did it. She screamed as I ripped the first one off. I was stood beside her and as soon as the first one was off her hand went round my leg and up my dress. She was looking waiting for the second one to come off and as it did her hand went up the inside of my thigh and grabbed it just below my pussy. That second strip missed a few hairs and I told her that I’d come back to them. The next 2 were up the sides of the heart and were easy to do. Just before each one came off her hand started pushing up against my pussy. By that time I think that my pussy was just as wet as hers was. When they were off I had to go over to the table to get some more strips. I pulled away from her and she let go of me but as she was letting go the pressure made the 2 bottom fasteners on my dress come undone and for a second she could see that I was naked under the dress. She just smiled and said, “I thought so.” We were alone in there with the door shut so I didn’t bother fastening the dress and when I went back to her to do the top of the heart her hand went straight up my dress and round to my pussy. As I was delicately cutting the wax strip to the right shape her hand was playing with my pussy. As I pulled that top strip off a finger went inside me, and she came. She shuddered and moaned for ages as her finger pushed hard into me. I was glad when her orgasm started to subside as she was starting to hurt me. There was just one more strip to go to remove the few stubborn hairs on the left side of her pussy. She was so wet that I had to dry her with a tissue before putting the strip on. As it came off her finger shot into me again. I’m sure that if there had been any more to do then I would have cum as well. After that there was just the final trimming of the heart to do and then the inspection. As I was holding the mirror for her to see herself she said, “Look at me, I look like Ken’s just cum inside me and it’s starting to leak out.” “You look perfectly normal to me.” I said. She then said, “I couldn’t help but notice that you’ve got your labia pierced, would you mind if I had a look, Ken’s talked to me about it and I’d like to see what I’d look like.” I didn’t mind so I pulled back the sides of the dress to show her. I wasn’t thinking about how much pressure was needed and the rest of the press-studs popped open and I was left showing the whole of the front of my naked body. When she said, “What does it look like from underneath,” I opened my legs wide. She got off the chair, stood in front of me and put a hand on my pubes with her fingers pressing into my hole pushing part of the chain in as well, and said; “Very nice, I bet your boyfriend loves it.” “He does.” I said, and backed off. There was something about her that I didn’t really like, I can’t put my finger on what, but I wasn’t going to let her do more to me than was necessary to get my job done. I know I was getting a bit sexually excited by it, but it just didn’t feel right. I fastened my dress as she put her knickers on and she followed me down the stairs. As I gave her the change at the till she gave me a £10 tip and said, “Thank you, you were wonderful.” Nothing much happened after that and Jon picked me up at 5 o’clock and took me home. Jon didn’t fancy going out that evening so we had a quiet night in front of the TV. Sunday August 1 A boring day, nothing exciting happened. Jon spent most of the day either watching motor racing or working on his PC while I soaked up some sun. Week commencing August 3 Monday - Debbie surprised us by arriving just before Jon left for work. Jon greeted her at the door saying, “You’re keen aren’t you, can’t wait to get rid of all that horrible hair then.” Debbie looked a little bit embarrassed as Jon said good-bye and left. We had some breakfast and then I said, “Come on then girl, get ‘em off.” We both laughed as Debbie whipped off her top and skirt. She hadn’t been wearing any underwear. The no bra had been obvious but with a lose skirt it’s never easy to tell. Debbie was now as naked as I was and I invited her to come and have a look at the punishment room while I got the Sonique depilatory machine out. When Debbie first saw what was in the punishment room she just stopped dead in her tracks and said, “What the hell’s all this?” I explained it all to her but she said that she couldn’t understand how the ‘fucking machine’ worked. I told her that I guaranteed that it did and that I’d show her it in action after we’d got rid of all that hair. As I said that I lightly ran my fingers over her pubic hair. The next question was where were we going to perform the operation. I suggested outside on the grass but Debbie said that it was a bit ‘fresh’ for her at that time of the morning so we settled for the conservatory. I got lots of cushions and put them on the floor for her. Debbie had trimmed her pubes so that they were all about a quarter of an inch long, which made it easier for me. I suggested that I started with the hairs inside and round her lips saying that I wanted to get them out before she got too wet. Debbie said that she wouldn’t get wet, but I just said, “You will girl.” I must say that it took a lot longer for me to see and smell her juices than I’d thought. It was about an hour, just before I was ready for a break. Debbie has a nice pussy, not a very big clit though and just to let her know that I knew she was ‘warming-up’, I quickly slipped a finger in and then out of her hole and then said, “Told you so, come on, let’s have a coffee.” Debbie had gasped a bit as my finger went into her and then she looked a bit embarrassed as we got up and went into the kitchen. Nothing was said about it over coffee but when she got back onto the floor and spread her legs I could see that her natural chemistry had taken over and all her pussy lips very wet. As I started with the machine again I told her all about my last trip to the doctor’s when there had been the couple of student doctors there and I’d cum in the middle of being examined. Debbie (and me) was laughing about it but at the same time her pussy was getting wetter. By late morning I’d just about got all round her lips done and had got some of the front done. My back was aching and I needed a break so we went for a walk round the garden then upstairs to the punishment room. Debbie asked where it got its name from so I climbed onto the ‘whipping-T’ and put myself into the position that I was often in. Debbie said that the ‘fucking machine’ part now made more sense but that she would never let anyone beat her like that. She couldn’t understand when I tried to explain that although the pain was bad, it really tuned me on and that I often had an orgasm just through the pain. When she said that she still couldn’t understand I offered to let her watch the next time Jon punished me. I told her that I was sure that Jon wouldn’t mind, but she wasn’t sure. We went back down to the conservatory to start again but it was so hot in there that Debbie asked if we could move out onto the patio. We’d been at it for about an hour when I heard the side gate open. Trevor had come to cut the grass. Debbie was startled and tried to get up until I told her that it was only a young man who had come to cut the grass. I think that her state of sexual excitement had a bit to do with it and she quickly relaxed as I told her about the times that Trevor had seen me naked and perhaps done things to my body without me knowing who was doing them. Debbie said that I had an amazing life. Trevor got on with his job and I got on with mine. There was very little conversation with Trevor (probably because he couldn’t get a word in with Debbie and me rabbiting on) but whenever I looked at him he seemed to be looking at us. It took Trevor twice as long to cut the grass as it used to take me but there again what would you expect from a young man in that situation. It was the middle of the afternoon when I finally finished and let Debbie examine her now permanently bald pussy. She said that it reminded her of the times she’d had to use communal showers at junior school and there had only been one or two of the girls who had had hair by then. We both laughed and went for the martini bottle. After a couple of drinks I asked Debbie if she wanted to have a go on the ‘fucking machine’. She said that she wasn’t sure so I said that I’d show her how it worked first, and then let her decide. We took our glasses and the bottle and went upstairs. I got a couple of chairs and rigged everything up and switched the motor on. I then climbed up, strapped my wrists together and hooked them onto the rope. My arms were going up and down, but my legs were supporting my weight and keeping my pussy above the dildo. The anticipation had lubricated my pussy so I didn’t have any problems as I lowered myself onto the dildo as I looked at Debbie. Her face was a picture of fascination and envy. She was already holding a hand on her pussy. On one up-stroke I lifted my feet off the chairs and let them hang down. The motor was now doing all the work and I was just taking the pleasure. It didn’t take long before I started to feel an orgasm building inside me and within about 10 minutes I was cumming. As I calmed down I saw that Debbie’s hand was busy working on her pussy. I lifted my feet onto the chairs and lifted myself up so that I was off the dildo, then asked Debbie if she wanted a go. “You bet!” was the reply and she was helping me untie my wrists in seconds. As Debbie lowered herself onto the dildo she let out a big gasp and it took a few seconds before she got into the rhythm of the machine and lifted her feet of the chairs. When she did I moved them out of the way and told her to relax and go with the flow. It wasn’t long before she was moaning and sighing and within about 5 minutes she was screaming, “Yes, yes!” as she came for the first time. As she calmed down I asked her if she wanted me to put the chairs back so that she could stop. As she said was, “Don’t you dare!” Just as she was cumming for the second time Jon walked in the door. I hadn’t realised what the time was. He didn’t waste any time in telling me to get on the ‘whipping-T’ and strapping me down. Debbie was facing the whipping end and my head was very close to her bald pubes as she went up and down. She’d seen Jon come in but hadn’t said anything, I guess that she was too interested in the pleasure she was getting to care. The moans from Debbie made me believe that she was about to cum for the third time but they stopped when Jon landed the first stroke of the cane. As I said, “One, thank you Master” Debbie went all silent. By the time I got to, “Ten, thank you Master” Debbie was moaning again and I was getting close to cumming. Jon landed the next 3 so that the cane end whipped round and hit my clit (he’s getting very good at doing that). I came on the 13th stroke and Debbie came shortly after that. Jon stopped after that, switched the motor off with Debbie in the down position, and then dropped his trousers and fucked me from behind as Debbie looked down at us. After he had cum he pulled his dick out of me then pulled his trousers up. Debbie was silent as Jon undid the Velcro fasteners and let me get down. I put the chairs in position and helped Debbie lift herself up. When she was on her feet she said, “That was just amazing, I’ve never felt anything like that before, and never seen anything like that before. Did you really enjoy that Vanessa?” “I came didn’t I” I said. Debbie and me went to the bathroom to get cleaned-up and then went down to join Jon. Debbie got her top and skirt and put them on. As she did Jon said, “Your bald pussy looks good Debbie.” For some strange reason this embarrassed her and she went all red. I got us all some tea and then Debbie said she had better be going but not before she asked if she could come again and if we would help her buy a car. When I explained what she was talking about Jon said that he would be happy to give some cars the ‘once over’ for her, then stand back and let us girls manipulate the salesman. The rest of the week wasn’t anything special, nor was work on the Friday. The paperboy came for his money on the Thursday evening, but he’s seen me naked that often that it doesn’t do anything for me anymore. Saturday August 7 Saturday wasn’t too bad. Had a chat with Debbie who asked if we would help her buy a car on the Sunday. Sunday August 8 Jon took me to the gym and really made me work hard. I had to wear my white Lycra shorts and bikini top AND my Ben Wa balls. It wasn’t long before my pussy was soaking the shorts and I was glad that I didn’t have any pubic hair to show through the then near transparent Lycra. When it came to the exercise cycle Jon set the saddle quite high and I had to slide from side to side on it. Just as I was getting on a youth of about 16 or 17 came into the gym and started working out just in front of me. Within a minute of getting on the cycle I realised that Ben would be working overtime and that it wouldn’t be long before I had an orgasm. I started sweating a lot more and I wasn’t sure if it was because of the exercise or from my attempts to not cum. I couldn’t help it; I let out a slow moan that attracted the attention of the youth. He asked me if I was okay and then kept watching me after I managed to say, “yes - thank you.” The orgasm was coming and there was nothing that I could do to stop it. I tried to pedal faster to try to hide my shaking as I started to cum. The expression on my face must have been amazing. The faster I pedalled the more I came. In the end I just stopped pedalling and collapsed onto the handlebars gasping for breath. The youth asked me if I was okay again. All I could manage to say was, “Oh yes.” That was one of the best orgasms that I’ve ever had. Getting myself off like that with a young man stood just in front of me, watching me, really turned me on. I don’t know if he knew what was going on but the bulge in his shorts told me that he’d enjoyed it. I decided that I’d try to remember to wear Ben every time that I go to the gym. When I’d calmed down I looked over to Jon who was also watching me and smiling. From there we went to the pool where Jon told me to take Ben out. I’d never thought about taking them out under water. It wasn’t as easy as when I’m stood on dry land and it was fortunate that there were very few people in the pool. I was glad of the cool water though it really made my nipples stick out. We didn’t stay long there and went home to wait for Debbie. As we were driving to the first car showroom I told her about the gym. She’d never heard of Ben Wa balls so Jon promised to buy her some. The first car place wasn’t very promising. Firstly there weren’t any cars that Debbie liked and secondly the salesman was an old man that neither Debbie nor I fancied flashing our pussies at. We’d arranged it so that Debbie and I would go in and have a look round then come out and tell Jon which car(s) she fancied. Jon would then go in and have a look at it / them and then come out and tell us what he thought. If he was happy then we’d go back in and start working on the salesman. Debbie wore a loose blouse and a short tight skirt. I wore my baggy cheesecloth dress. Not a piece of underwear between us. At the second place we struck lucky. It was a big place and there were quite a few cars that Debbie fancied. Also, most of the salesmen were in their twenties and there were a few that were quite dishy. As we looked round we saw a few of them eyeing us up and 3 of them came up to us and asked if we needed any help. Debbie finally decided on 2 cars that she fancied and we went out to where Jon was and told him which ones. Ten minutes later Jon was back saying that both of them looked okay to him but reminded us to ask about warranties. Within seconds of us starting to look at one of the cars one of the salesmen pounced. Debbie asked him to tell us all about the car while we listened and looked. Debbie was the first to flash her tits at him as she bent-over to look at the engine. He was stood at the other side of the car and I saw his eyes open wide as her blouse fell away from her chest. I got into the driver’s seat and adjusted my dress while he was still looking at Debbie. When he turned to look at me he was staring right at my pussy. I’d sat with my knees open so he could see the lot. He was mumbling something and looking a bit red in the face when Debbie asked him if there was much room for the passengers to get into the back (it only has 2 doors). “Let me show you,” the salesman said as he went round to her side and held open the door. Debbie bent over to climb in but stayed half in and half out with him behind her. He must have had a fantastic close-up view of her pussy. I could just see round part of Debbie and could see the bulge in his trousers. After what seemed like hours Debbie finally climbed right in and flopped down with her legs at his side and her butt at the other side. Even if her tight little skirt hadn’t ridden-up he would have been able to see all her pussy. As it had ridden-up he could see the bottom half of her naked stomach as well. After a couple of seconds Debbie said, “Shouldn’t really wear short skirts when climbing into the back of cars should I?” “Oh, I’m not complaining,” said the salesman. I said, “Neither am I.” That made him turn to me with a puzzled look on his face. “Right then, let’s have a look at the red one over there.” Debbie said. As we followed the salesman over I whispered to Debbie that it was my turn to get in the back. “Spoil-sport” was all she said. The salesman went on about the history of the car or something but I wasn’t really listening. Neither was Debbie and we kept asking him what some bit was or what something else did. Each time we either bent over so that he could see down our tops or up our skirts. At one point I saw that another of the salesmen had got into the car next to us and was pretending to do something to it as he looked over to us. I made sure that the other salesman got a real good view of my ass and pussy as I got in the back. I bet that he’d have a hard-on for hours after we left. Debbie had climbed into the driver’s seat and was asking the salesman to explain what each of the “knobs and dicks” did. At least I think she said ‘dicks’ and not ‘sticks’, the salesman took it as ‘sticks’ because he quickly said, “and this stick controls the indicators.” As I climbed out of the car backwards to give the other salesman another look Debbie asked, “Was there enough room to have a bit of hanky-panky in the back Vanessa?” I finished getting out then got back into the front seat and said, “I think so, do you want to try it now?” “No, sex isn’t quite at the top of my list of priorities at the moment,” was the reply. After that we got out and Debbie told him that she like both cars and that she wanted to talk about money and discounts. The salesman asked us to follow him into a building where he offered us a seat at one side of a desk while he sat at the other. Both our chairs were not close to the desk and I’m sure that he was looking at my un-crossed legs and up my dress. When Debbie asked about discounts the salesman said that he’d have to go and talk to his boss and he left us. When he was gone Debbie said, “Don’t you ever cross your legs?” As Jon won’t let me, I said, “Never.” After a few seconds Debbie said, “I know, remember that film with Sharon Stone in it?” Nothing else was said but when the salesman came back we were both sat there lounging back in the chairs with our knees a few inches apart. When the salesman saw us he went red again and as he sat down I noticed that the bulge in his trousers was still there. Debbie is quite good at haggling and managed to get the price of one of the cars reduced by quite a bit more than I would have thought was possible. As we walked out of there and round the corner Debbie clenched her fist and said, “YES, see what pussy power can do for us women.” Jon over-heard her and said, “Yes, you women can just about get whatever you want - if you go about it in the right way.” Jon took us to a pub for some lunch and Debbie insisted on paying. Back home Debbie was still quite pleased with herself and asked Jon if she could use the ‘fucking machine’ again. Jon gave the impression that he wasn’t too keen on the idea so Debbie said to him, “I’ll let you fuck me first.” Jon’s reply was, “Your pussy power won’t work with me but if you can make love to Vanessa first then you can use the machine.” Without any hesitation Debbie turned to me and started French kissing me. She caught me by surprise so I looked at Jon who just shrugged his shoulders and walked out of the room. Debbie is quite a good kisser and while I was enjoying that her hands were easing the top of my dress over my shoulders and down to the floor. As her hands came back up my body they stopped at my breasts and she squeezed my nipples between her fingers. They went rock hard and I moaned a little. Debbie backed-off, lifted her top off over her head and unfastened her skirt. After a little push it fell to the floor leaving us both naked. Jon came back in at that point and told us to go outside into sun on the grass. Debbie grabbed my hand and pulled me outside. She gave me the impression that she was in some sort of hurry but that went away when she told me to lie on the grass and then she started kissing me all over. It was very sensual, she started at my feet and went all up my legs. She by-passed my pussy and kissed all over my stomach and chest, but not my breasts. She then started on my face then neck. It was so relaxing it was amazing. Next she opened my legs wide then knelt between them and leaned over and French kissed me again. This time her hands started massaging my breasts and nipples. At one point I thought that I was going to cum and she hadn’t even touched my pussy. She then started kissing and licking my stomach. This time she went to my wet, aching pussy and started playing with my clit with her teeth. I could feel an orgasm building but still managed to see that Jon had come outside and was standing just above my head. He was naked and had a big hard-on. Debbie saw him too and stopped eating me long enough to say, “Please fuck me.” Jon (calm as ever) said, “Are you sure?” Debbie almost screamed, “Fuck me, now.” Jon went round behind her, grabbed her hips and entered her. As he did he pushed her forward and her face pressed hard against my pussy. It hurt a bit and straight after she pushed her tongue inside me. It wasn’t long before I came and as I calmed down I saw the expression on Jon’s face. He had cum as well. We all kept still for about a minute before Jon said, “Right, straight upstairs and onto that machine.” He had us run upstairs and while he set-up the wrist straps, ropes and motor, I got the chairs and got Debbie up and ready to be lowered down onto the dildo. Jon did a quick check round then told Debbie to lower herself onto the dildo. As she went down she let out a big sigh. Jon switched on the motor and when Debbie went up I moved the chairs. After watching her go up and down a couple of times Jon told me to clean his dick (with my tongue). As I was doing this I could see Debbie out of the corner of my eye. She was staring at us with a glazed expression on her face. I’d just about got Jon’s dick clean when I heard Debbie start to moan. Jon sat on one of the chairs and lowered me down onto his Dick that had got hard again. We watched Debbie go through 3 orgasms before Jon decided that she’d had enough. By that time Jon had cum in me again, but I hadn’t cum again. I was a bit disappointed when Jon told me to get off him. We had to help Debbie get off the machine because she was totally knackered and we left her on my bed to recover. When she eventually came downstairs she was dressed. Jon has also got dressed and was working in the garden. I got Debbie a cup of tea but she was still too tired to talk. All she really said was, “That’s one hell of a machine you’ve got there girl.” Jon took her home leaving me to get some food ready. Week commencing August 9 Quite a quiet week really, nothing exciting happened. Even the eclipse of the sun wasn’t worth the effort of looking at. When I went to work on the Friday Debbie told me that she’d collected her car and that there had been a bit of a reception waiting for when she’d arrived. Four of the salesmen were there, all wanting to show her every bit of the car. Of course she’d had to bend over a few times and there had always been one of them behind her and in front of her waiting to get a glimpse up her skirt or down her top. It had only taken her seconds to realise what was going on so she’d decided to milk it a bit and had managed to get them to fill up the petrol tank (they paid) for her before she’d left. Saturday August 14 Early afternoon Jon came into the salon and stayed just long enough to give Debbie a little box. I kept watching her and when she went to the loo I followed her and asked her if she was going to put her new friend Ben Wa to work. At first she wasn’t sure but in the end she did. I watched her for the rest of the afternoon, it was quite interesting and watching her made me get all damp. Twice people asked her if she was all right and when it came to going home she said she just had to go and take them out. She said that there was no way that she could have walked to her car and then driven home with them in. Jon took me into town that night and round some of the livelier pubs. No one gave my ultra-short dress a second glance and most of the girls were wearing skirts that short. I wonder just how many of them weren’t wearing what I wasn’t. Sunday August 15 After the newspapers it was straight to the gym and a workout. I wore my white Lycra shorts, bikini top and Ben again. I hadn’t intended to put Ben in but when I saw the same youth that was there the previous week I changed my mind. Needless to say that he smiled and said hello when we walked in and he kept looking over towards me all the time. I’m sure that he saw the outline of my rings and chain AND the wet spot on my shorts when I used the machine that stretches your legs wide open. His face went all red and he looked away for quite a while. I’m sure that he was waiting for me to use the exercise cycle, I know I was. Ben had been working before I got on the cycle but as soon as I started the cycling movement with my legs Ben really earned his keep. I pedalled faster and faster as I tried to hide the building orgasm. I don’t really know why I pedalled faster because there were only 3 people in that room and all 3 knew that I was getting off in front of a man that I didn’t know. Jon was quietly getting on with his weight lifting and the youth and I were staring at each other. I’m sure that he knew exactly what I was doing. I slowed down when I came but didn’t stop pedalling until I was something like normal. I got off the cycle with sweat poring off me (and a very contented look on my face). The youth was still staring at me right up until I looked directly at him and said, “I needed that!” The poor lad came back to earth again and started using the rowing machine again. We went for a swim next and as we walked to the changing rooms Jon told me to leave Ben in and to change my shorts for the rest of the bikini. In the pool there were a group of about half a dozen teenagers, boys and girls. As I walked from the changing rooms the boys saw me and stared at me. I wondered if one of my pussy rings had ‘escaped’ from the confines of my bikini bottoms but I just ignored them and jumped in after Jon. We did a few lengths and the movement of swimming made me cum again, then we went into the Jacuzzi. We were the only ones in there to start off with and Jon told me to take my bikini off and put it on the tiles at the side. This didn’t bother me for 2 reasons, firstly I would be below the bubbles and no one would be able to see me even if there had been anyone there; and thirdly, I enjoy the feeling of the bubbles on my naked pussy. I was laying back end enjoying the experience for about 5 minutes when 2 of the boys came and joined us. No problem as I was below the bubbles, except that one of them was looking at my bikini on the tiles outside the water and then looking back at me. He nudged his mate and they were whispering to each other. A couple of minutes later there was a problem, the bubbles stopped (the last few times that we’d been there the bubbles were on all the time). After about 10 to 15 seconds the water was calm and very clear. The boys could see everything that I’ve got. I looked down and with me being sat at the edge of the underwater seat I could see all my pussy and jewellery. If I could see it then they could. I looked at Jon who said, “Young lady, do you often take your swimwear off in a Jacuzzi?” It took me a few seconds to think of what to say then I said, “Where I live people don’t normally wear anything at all.” “That’s not the done thing here so I suggest that you leave. Better still I’ll take you out.” Jon replied. With that he grabbed my arm and pulled me up out of the water and then the Jacuzzi. I just managed to grab my bikini as Jon pulled me by my arm right round the pool to the stairs towards the changing rooms. I didn’t make it up the stairs before Ben took me over the top again. The fast pulling that Jon had been doing brought on a strong orgasm and I just couldn’t move. Jon saw what was happening and let go of my wrist. I leaned against the wall while I shook as it arrived with force. As I started to calm down I looked round the pool and saw that everyone in there was watching us. Outside the changing rooms Jon laughed and said, “Good reply, I’m glad to see that you didn’t tell any fibs, otherwise I would have had to punish you. Go and get dressed, we need to be back at home.” As I walked into the changing room I said, “Must remember to tell a fib next time.” I just heard Jon say, “I heard that.” Back home we both stripped off and I got us some food then Jon settled down to watch some motor racing. I’d just finished clearing up when the doorbell rang. It was Debbie; she was out for a drive and had called to thank us (again) for helping her buy it. She didn’t look at all surprised when she stuck her head into the lounge to thank Jon and saw him naked. We went into the kitchen and no sooner than I’d got us a drink than the doorbell rang again. This time it was Bridie and she was upset. I took her into the kitchen and poured her a drink as I introduced Bridie to Debbie. As Bridie sat down she said to Debbie, “I know you don’t I?” After a few minutes of working things out it turns out that they went to the same school and that Debbie was in her last year whilst Bridie was in her second year. Debbie couldn’t remember Bridie but Bridie certainly remembered Debbie because of all the gossip about her. Needless to say that Debbie (and me) wanted to know what everyone had been saying. It turns out that all the kids knew that Debbie shaved her pussy and that she used to sit at the front of the class so that she could flash her pussy to most of the teachers. Bridie said that she had been amazed by it all at the time, but now she’d wished that she’d had the guts to do it, especially when Debbie told her that it got her lots of A+ grades. Bridie had come round because she was upset - she’d just bust-up with her boyfriend. He’d started getting all possessive about her and wanted her to wear underwear all the time. Now that Bridie had discovered the joys of being knickerless there was no way that she was going back to sweaty crutches and not having any flashing fun. Well not when the weather was reasonable. After a couple of drinks and lots of talking we all made a pact never to wear knickers again. About an hour later (and most of a bottle of martini) Jon came in to get himself a drink. He hadn’t heard Bridie arrive and was a little surprised to see her. When she saw his lack of clothes she said, “Well if both you two are starkers then I might as well be as well.” As she stood up and started taking her top and skirt off, Debbie stood up and said, “What the hell!” and off came her dress as well. There were now 3 naked, shaved, women and 1 naked, shaved man in the same room. I guess that most men in that situation would have had a raging hard-on and be wanting to screw all 3 of them but Jon was so cool about it. He just said, “Cheers!” took a mouthful of his drink and walked out. I suppose it must have been something to do with the fact that he could probably have any one (or all 3) of us anytime that he wanted. The 3 of us took the bottle into the conservatory and it wasn’t long before we were talking about sex. Debbie was telling Bridie the truth about what she got up to at school and how she used ‘pussy power’ to get things that she wanted. She also told her that she’d flashed her pussy at the salon owner to get her the job, and that she still did it sometimes if he’d asked her to do a job that she didn’t want to. I made a mental note of that in case there came a time when I was asked to do something that I didn’t want to. We spent the next couple of hours finishing off the bottle of martini and telling each other about the ‘exploits’ that we had been up to in the last few months, and the next thing that I knew was when Jon came in and told us that we were all drunk. He brought us another bottle of booze in and left us to it. I know that we went on talking for ages but the next thing that I really remember was that it was getting dark and that Jon was carrying me upstairs. Week commencing August 16 Monday - I woke up next morning in Jon’s bed with both Debbie and Bridie next to me. We were all still naked and they were both fast asleep. I don’t remember anything happening between us. Jon had slept in my bed and he was trying to wake us all up so that Debbie and Bridie could get to work on time. He finally managed to get them up and away then he told me that I couldn’t go back to bed because we was taking the week off and that we were going for a walk to clear my head. He told me to put just a dress and trainers on and we went off towards the open country. I have to admit that even though my head hurt it was quite nice walking through the fields at that time of the morning; everything was so quiet and fresh. By lunchtime I was back in the land of the living and Jon decided that we’d go and play tennis in one of the local parks. He told me to wear just trainers, one of my very short, thin ‘A’ skirt and a crop top that is so short that you can see the lower part of my tits. It’s quite a loose fit and every time that I lift up an arm it rides-up over my breasts. Sometimes, if my nipples are hard it gets caught above them and leaves me exposed when my arm comes down. When I was putting it on I was thinking that playing tennis would be quite ‘interesting’, especially when I serve. As we were driving down there I hoped that there wouldn’t be any young kids there. We got there and as we were hiring the court the old man was looking me up and down. He looked what I imaging the typical ‘dirty old man’ to look like, shift eyes, eyeing me up and down, and wearing shabby clothes. I’ve had more than my share of men staring at me over the last year or so, so it didn’t bother me in the least. The court we were given was a grass one in the middle of a few of them. There were a couple of teenage girls playing on a court to one side and 2 teenage couples playing doubles on the other side. We were about half way through our first game when I noticed the 2 girls talking and looking over towards me. My little skirt was still covering my bum and pussy but my right breast was uncovered. The action of serving had caused my top to ride up and my bullet like nipples were stopping it going down again. When that volley ended I went up to Jon and pointed-out my predicament. At first all Jon said was, “Yes, nice isn’t it.” “Master,” I said, “those girls are staring at me and they now know that I know that I’m exposed.” “Okay,” Jon said, “at the end of each volley you can pull your top down. That way it will look as if you’re not doing it on purpose.” “Thank you Master.” I said, and we restarted the game. Needless to say that as soon as my right arm stretched to hit the ball my boob popped-out again. Then when Jon won the volley I pulled my top down again. This went on for ages until Jon won the first game. In the second game Jon had me running around more and a couple of times when I had to turn or run quickly I tripped-up and went flying headlong onto the grass. As I got up the second time I noticed that we (or should I say me) had an audience. The 2 girls and the 2 couples AND the old man of an attendant were watching me. Not only that, when I came to get up I saw that my top was above both my boobs and my skirt was nearly up round my waist. No wonder I had an audience. At the end of the next game Jon told me that we would play one more game the leave. After a brief rest (where the others started playing again), Jon told me to walk back to the other side of the court scratching the top of my right cheek - under my skirt. He said that he’d once seen a very sensuous picture called ‘The Tennis Girl’ where a girl had been doing just that. The last game was just as energetic as the previous one (for me anyway). The teenagers had given up looking and were getting on with their game but the old man was still there. Half way through Jon told me to stop adjusting my top and we played the rest of the game (Jon won again) with me virtually topless. When it came time to go we collected the balls but we were one short. After a couple of minutes Jon said that he remembered me hitting one right out of the court. We went looking for it and eventually Jon saw it stuck in a branch about 4 metres up a tree. The old man had come over to help us look for it and kept saying that we’d have to pay for it if we couldn’t hand it in. There was no way that we could shake it down so Jon said that I’d have to climb up and get it. “Besides, it could be fun.” For him and the old man he meant. The last time I’d climbed a tree was when I was a kid but after a few seconds working-out how, I started to climb. As soon as I lifted my foot of the ground I realised that the old man was going to get one hell of a view of my pussy. When I got onto the first branch I saw that the 2 couples who were playing doubles had stopped and all 4 of them were up against the fence watching me. I made it onto the next branch then I had to stretch right across to the branch that the tennis ball was stuck on. ‘What the hell’ I thought as I virtually did the splits above Jon and the old man. I glanced down to see Jon smiling and the old mad drooling. The branch that I stretch out to wasn’t as solid as it looked and my legs opened even further. I started to fall and my arms grabbed out for anything they could find. They found the branch that I was trying to get on and I just saw the tennis ball get shaken lose and fall before I lost my grip and started to go down. As I went down I saw my thin ‘A’ skirt blew up round my waist. I deliberately rolled over on the grass to break my fall and when I came to a stop I was on my back with my skirt still round my waist and my legs reasonably wide open. The worst (or best) part was that I was about 2 meters from the fence where the 2 couples were watching me, and my feet were facing them. I just lay still for a few seconds getting my breath back then I saw Jon and the old man come over to me. Jon knelt down beside me and as he was asking me if I was okay I saw the old man appear at my feet. Guess where he was looking? I was winded and I tried to tell Jon that I was but the words wouldn’t come out. Jon said, “Stay still and I’ll check you over.” Jon then started to slowly run his hands all over me to see if he could find anything out of place or anything that hurt when he touched it. Fortunately nothing hurt but he did find something out of place. My skirt was still round my waist and my top was round my neck. As Jon moved down my body he lightly ran his hands over my breasts. This made my nipples stand to attention. As his hands went down up one leg then down the other he pressed the side of his hand onto my pussy. I let out a moan that made the old man jump a bit. As Jon reached my other foot he said, “Nothing seems to be out of place, does it hurt anywhere?” I waited for a few seconds thinking what to say, then said, “I’ve got this burning feeling between my legs can you do something about that please?” Jon said, “There’s nothing wrong with you get up and cover yourself up.” As I got up I saw that the old man’s face was a picture. We didn’t go directly back to the car; we went for a walk round the park. There was no one in the kids play area so we went and had a go on the swings. As Jon pushed me higher and higher my skirt blew up. It was a good job that there were no kids there. After that Jon told me to climb over the climbing frame. When I got to a sort of arch in the frame Jon told me to hang upside down by my knees. Of course my skirt was round my waist and my top was round my neck and my blood was rushing to my head. I never heard them approaching but I definitely saw the 3 young teenage kids when they stopped their bikes just in front of me. I started to pull myself up but Jon said, “Stay!” After what seemed like an eternity where I could hear my blood pounding in my head Jon finally got hold of my body and lifted me off. As my head slowly cleared I saw the lads sniggering then biking away. Jon had to hold me a bit as we walked back to the car. I enjoyed that. Before he would let me into the car I had to take my skirt off and we drove home with me wearing just my trainers and skimpy top. Not one person gave any indication that they’d noticed. Back home Jon and I packed the car. We were going camping at Blackpool for a couple of days. Tuesday - We set off very early and got to the Manchester area before we hit any real traffic problems. We got held-up in a traffic jam just before we needed to turn off the M6 and it was late morning when we finally found a campsite. As we entered the campsite I remembered that I was wearing my favourite cheesecloth dress and that I’d have to bend-over and squat down a lot to put the tent up then get everything into it. I felt a bit disappointed when there was no one around the area that Jon decided we’d use. After we’d pitched the tent we went for a walk round. The site was a little self-contained village with its own little shop, café and bar. Jon decided to give that a miss and we walked onto the main road and got a bus into the centre of Blackpool. We walked along the beach and I was glad (I think) that I was wearing my cheesecloth dress rather than the skirt and top that I’d worn the previous day. At least the dress dropped back down into place after the wind had blown it up, the skirt was so light that it would probably have stayed up. I got a few people looking at me when the dress did blow up. We had some ‘typical’ British Fish and Chips for lunch, I thought that they were all right but Jon said that he’d had a lot better. On the walk back to the campsite we stopped at one of the hundreds of amusement arcades along the seafront. Jon gave me some coins and I spent ages dropping them into one of those machines that slowly push the coins over the edge. I think I just about broke even by the time I’d finished. Near the campsite was a bit of a fun fair that we had a look round. We had a go on the bumper cars, that was fun. Jon had a go at rifle shooting and won a big pink teddy bear that he gave to me. For a laugh we went into this hall of mirrors. There were hundreds of them on the walls and ceiling. They really did distort shapes. There were a few other people in there as well, quite a laugh. At one point I saw a lad of about 14 who didn’t seem to be enjoying himself. After a few seconds I realised that he was looking at a mirror on the floor, one that I was stood on. Guess what he was looking at. What the hell I thought; I’ll give him something to have a quiet wank about in bed that night so I looked away from him and opened my legs. After a couple of minutes Jon came over to me grabbed my arm and pulled me away saying, “Stop it,” you’ll drive the poor lad crazy. Back at the campsite I made a cup of tea on the little camping stove. We didn’t have a table with us so I was doing everything down on the grass. At first I forgot that with me being squatted down with my dress not covering all my legs that my pussy would be on show for everyone to see (if they looked). It was only when I saw some young lads playing football in the area in front of our tent spend a lot of time on the grass looking over towards me that I remembered. Too late by then so I just stayed there letting them get educated. Before we went out that night we went for a shower. The ladies shower block backs onto the men’s and there was a hole in the wall at the back of the shower cubicle that I went into (the only one free). I couldn’t be sure but I’m think that there was someone looking through it because I kept seeing light coming through it, then it going off. Anyway someone watching me take a shower isn’t going to upset me. I made a point of standing where whoever would be able to get a good look at my pussy. And I frigged myself to a quick orgasm just for the fun of it. It was a bit windy that evening so Jon let me wear a sweater over my dress. That didn’t stop the skirt part blowing up, but at least I was a bit warmer. We walked to a pub on the seafront that was full of young people. Nothing exciting happened other than that we had a good time watching everyone get drunk. Both Jon and I climbed into a double sleeping bag that night. Jon fucked me from behind and I went to sleep with Jon still inside me. I woke up at about 4:00 o’clock in the morning dying for a pee. I climbed out of the tent and squatted down behind it. I hadn’t bothered putting any clothes on as it was dark and quiet but when I was in mid flow I was lit-up by someone shinning a torch at me. Everything was still quiet and the beam was coming from a tent a short distance away. The torch beam stayed on me as I finished off then stood up. When I was upright the beam was on the lower part of me so I could see where it was coming from but I couldn’t see a face. After a few seconds of trying to see I gave up and went back into the tent. The beam followed me all the way. Wednesday - Next morning I was up early and in the shower before Jon got up. I checked the showers and found that the cubicle that I’d been in had the smallest hole in the wall. All the others were bigger and one was so big that I thought that I’d be able to get my hand through. The wall wasn’t very thick either. Anyway I decided to have my shower in that cubicle and half way through I saw the light in the hole go a bit darker. I made sure that whomever it was got a good look at my pussy and jewellery then I bent over so that my bum and pussy was close to the hole. The next thing that I knew was that something was just touching my bum. I looked round and saw about 2 inches of this dick sticking out of the hole. It was circumcised like Jon’s but I don’t think that it was his and I wasn’t going to let it fuck me. I thought about backing onto it but I decided against it. What I did do though was to grab it and wank whoever until a whole load of his cum shot into my cubicle. After that I decided to get out and quickly get dried in the open area, wrap my towel round me and get back to our tent. Fortunately I didn’t see any men around as I almost ran back to our tent. Jon was still in the sleeping bag when I got back and when I went into the tent he got out of the bag and told me to sit on his morning erection. As I sat there I amused him by telling him what had happened. I wore my dungaree dress and a short crop top that day and I had the expected problem (ha) of my pussy showing as I cooked some bacon and eggs for us. As I was doing that 2 youths got out of the tent where torch had been shining from when I’d got up for a pee. Both of the youths stared at me as they walked passed us. After breakfast we walked away from the centre then turned round and ended up back at the fun fair. Jon was in a bit of a daft mode and we had a ride on a roundabout. Jon told me to ride on a horse while he got on a motorbike. That plastic horse was cold on my bum and anyone who was looking must have had quite a sight when I got on and off it. As we got off I said that I remembered that last time that I was on a horse, in Tenerife. It brought back some nice memories. Jon said that we could go horse riding there; he’d seen an advert back at the campsite. I reminded him that I’d only got dresses with me but all he said was, “so what? “Before I knew it we were back at the campsite telephoning the riding school and booking a session that afternoon. When we got there this young girl looked me up and down and said, “Haven’t you got any trousers?” before I could say anything Jon said, “It doesn’t matter, she can ride like that.” The girl gave me a funny look and then turned away. There was another couple who arrived about the same time as us; they were in their early twenties. He was wearing shorts and a T-shirt and she looked as if she was wearing black tights under a T-shirt. When she got on the horse they gave her I’d swear that I could see her pussy. It was just a quick flash but I couldn’t see any trace of any knickers and I’m sure that it was her hairy pussy that I could see through the stretched material. Jon got on his horse then it came to my turn. They put the horse next to a big lump of concrete so that it was easy but as I swung my leg over I saw that all the others were looking at me. By then they must all have seen my jewellery. As the horses started to walk out of the yard 3 other girls on horses joined us. Two of them were only wearing bikinis and the third a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. Those 3 were obviously experienced riders and they were galloping round the fields as soon as they got the chance. The rest of us stayed at a walking pace. One of the girls has big breasts and a lose fitting bikini top. As soon as she started galloping I wondered how long it would be before that top came off. We all started going a bit faster and I was starting to enjoy the feeling of the leather saddle on my pussy and between my legs. We went from the fields and down onto a quiet stretch of beach. The 3 girls were riding up and down the beach at the waterfront. The 2 girls in bikinis were both having problems (not that they looked as if they minded). The one with the big breasts had come out of her bikini top and both Jon and the other man were watching the bouncing. The other girl’s bikini bottom had turned into a wedgie. She looked as if she was wearing a thong. The girl from the stables stopped us then told us that we could ride up and down the beach for a bit. While we were doing that she said that she was going to join the 3 girls who were racing up and down. As we set off I looked back and saw that she had got off her horse and was taking her T-shirt off (she had a bra on). I kept looking and watched her take her jodhpurs off. As she pulled them down her knickers came down with them. She pulled the knickers back up then got back on her horse and was off. The 4 of them came passed us a few times and all of them looked as if they were in some sort of trance. It was obviously a happy trance as the all had a grin on their faces. I don’t know why I didn’t twig, but it was Jon who said, “They’re getting off on that aren’t they?” The other man heard him and said, “Yeah, great isn’t it?” He turned to his woman and said, “Why don’t you have a go?” With that she was off, not as fast as the others though. Jon turned to me and said, “You have a go.” I’d never ridden a horse fast and was a bit nervous but I wanted to have a go. I’d already got a wet patch on the saddle and my pussy was telling me that it wanted more so off I went. As the horse started to gallop I was scared at first but I managed to get into some sort of rhythm bouncing up and down. I don’t know if I was doing it right from a horse riding point of view but the bouncing up and down on the saddle was doing my pussy the world of good. I think I was starting to realise why so many girls like horse riding. Maybe the material that jodhpurs are made of is so thick because it needs to absorb all that pussy juice. Anyway I was off. My dress was up round my waist with all the bouncing up and down and I was starting to get close. I turned (somehow) the horse and started back. It wasn’t long before I was cumming and I was still shaking as I went past Jon and the other bloke who were both trying to watch all of us at once. When it came to the turning point I got the horse to slowly walk back with me squelching as I gently bounced up and down on the saddle. My dress was still up when I got back to Jon and the other man who just couldn’t take his eyes off me. Jon said, “Good was it?” All I could manage was, “You bet!” as I swung one leg over and slid off the horse. As I stood there my dress slid back down to cover my bum and pussy. After a few minutes the other girls came back over to us. They were all wet and I’m still not sure if it was with sweat or spray as they rode through the waves. Four of them had their bottom halves lost into the cracks of their bums and the girl with big breasts hadn’t bothered to cover them. All 5 of them had nipples that were sticking out, and the girl with the man had her tights looking as if she’d sat in a bowl of cum. She looked quite silly really. When the girl from the stables got her breath back she put her T-shirt and jodhpurs back on then said, “That was good, let’s start back shall we?” She didn’t wait for an answer, but I heard the other man say to Jon, “That was one hell of an experience there’s times when I wish I was a woman.” Jon just said, “Yes” and came over to help me get back onto my horse. Needless to say that as I got my leg over (no pun intended) everyone could see my jewellery again. The walk back to the stables was uneventful and we left as soon as we got back. On the way back to the campsite Jon decided that he wanted to go for a walk on his own so I decided that I’d walk back into the noisy part for another look around. I walked along the beach and then up towards the crowds. I was busy looking at something up on the road and lost my footing on a rock near the steps. Over I went twisting my ankle as I went. Fortunately I landed on the sand and didn’t hurt anything other than my ankle, which hurt like hell. A middle-aged couple saw me go over and not get up so they came over to help me. When I told them about my ankle they helped me up and over to a first-aid point. It wasn’t long before 2 first-aiders were administering their skills. They’d told me to lie on this bed while they slowly removed my shoe then prodded and poked my foot to see what the damage was. At first I was more interested in my ankle to realise that the men were lifting my leg up and out a bit. I guess that they were expecting to see a pair of knickers, or at best a hairy pussy. One pair of eyes lit up when they saw my jewellery. “What the hell,” I thought, my priority was my ankle and whatever they were doing was helping. I didn’t care about the little modesty that I still have. One of the men eventually told me that he didn’t think that anything was broken and asked me if he could spray something on my ankle. I haven’t a clue what it was but it was amazing, one minute my ankle was throbbing and the next it was nearly normal. With most of the pain gone I decided to have a bit of fun and sat up, bent my knee and brought my ankle to my lap so that I could rub it. After a couple of seconds I looked at the men, both sets of eyes were riveted on my pussy so I stopped and pulled my skirt down so that they couldn’t see it anymore. As I did I said, “Whoops, it was such a nice day that I didn’t bother putting any knickers on, hope you don’t mind.” After a couple of seconds as their brains realised that the show was over one of them said, “Not at all young lady, we’re used to it.” The bulges in their trousers told me that they weren’t used to it. I thanked them and left. I took the tram back to close to the campsite and was having a lie down when Jon got back. After an uneventful shower Jon told me to put my best dress on and we got a taxi into town. I’d put my silky dress on and as I got into the taxi the driver watched my every move. Because I had to bend over to get into the car I’m sure that he was getting a good view of my breasts. Jon took me to a big hotel and the taxi driver watched us walk up the steps to the main entrance. I knew that he was watching so I bent forward a bit so that he got a good view of my bare ass. We had a fantastic meal but no dancing; my ankle was still hurting a bit so Jon agreed to let me stay sat down. Didn’t have any fun with the waiter, it was a girl and she seemed more interested in Jon than in me. Thursday - Got up early and the weather wasn’t too good so Jon decided that we’d pack up and head for home. We took a detour and drove through part of the Lake District. Very nice, but as the weather was dull we didn’t bother stopping anywhere. On the drive down the motorway Jon told me to take my dress off and ride back naked. The only people who seemed to notice were a couple of lorry drivers that we passed. I think Jon deliberately slowed down and crawled passed them to let them have a good look at me. Friday - Wasn’t really looking forward to work but it wasn’t too bad. I did notice Debbie giving the Manager a quick flash up her dress. I wonder what she was after. That night Jon took me to our local pub, I noticed a couple of men looking at my legs but the place was too crowded for any real fun. Saturday August 21 Work was OK. Had lunch with Debbie and asked why she was flashing her pussy at the manager. It turns out that she was trying to get a pay rise but the manager didn’t want to know. She said that she was beginning to wonder if the bloke had decided that he was gay. She wasn’t too happy when I suggested that perhaps she’d flashed him so many times that it had become the norm and it didn’t do anything for him anymore. Just before closing time I got a really awkward customer. She really pushed my patience to its limits and I was still mad when I got home. I did something stupid in the kitchen and Jon told me off. Instead of apologising I answered him back so I got punished. I know that I like Jon’s punishments but at the time I wasn’t thinking about that, it was that stupid woman at the salon. Jon’s immediate reaction was to tell me to ‘assume the position’. It had been a while since Jon had told me to do that and I was a bit slow in reacting. He left me like that for about 30 minutes before marching me upstairs and strapping me onto the ‘whipping-T’. I’d forgotten how good it feels being strapped over the ‘T’ with my breasts and bald mons pressing down onto ‘T’ and my legs stretched wide apart with my feet not touching the floor. That feeling of helplessness and the anticipation of knowing what is going to happen next really does clear my mind of everything else. That evening was full of pleasant surprises. No sooner than Jon completed restraining me to the ‘T’ than I felt something hit my pussy then go into it. It was the spring-up dildo that Jon had released. I couldn’t” have been completely ‘square’ on the ‘T’ and it hurt as the pressure of the spring forced the dildo into me, but once in it felt good. Jon left me strapped there for about 10 minutes before he came back in and pulled the spring-loaded dildo out of me. The anticipation had already made me wet but when I saw Jon come back in naked and with a big hard-on I really felt my juices flow. It had been a while since Jon had used the cane on me and I’d forgotten how bad the pain was. By the time I’d got to “10, thank you Master” the tears were dripping down onto the floor. At “15, thank you Master,” Jon changed tactics a bit and got the end of the cane to whip round a cheek so that the end hit my pussy. At “19, thank you Master” I started to cum. Jon realised this, dropped the cane and pushed his dick hard into my pussy. I think I started screaming a bit at that point. It wasn’t long before Jon came as well, and then there was silence for a minute or so as we both slowly came down from our ‘highs’. As soon as I felt Jon start to get soft he pulled out of me and started to un-strap me. He took me round to the other end of the ‘T’ and I had to climb up and lower myself onto the dildo. He then strapped my wrists to the rope, way above my head then switched the ‘fucking machine’ motor on. There I was going up and down on the dildo and enjoying every second of it. It wasn’t long before I was cumming again. When I did Jon left the room and didn’t come back for what seemed like hours. In reality it was probably only about half an hour. I lost count of the number of times I orgasmed in that 30 minutes and when Jon finally did come back I was covered in sweat, absolutely shattered and very close to passing out. But boy, was I happy. Jon switched the motor off and then turned the wheal so that I was at the lowest point with the big dildo totally hidden inside me. Just when I thought that he was going to help me get down, Jon said, “You can stay there until morning,” and left. I had to spend the whole night impaled on the dildo, hanging by my wrists. Fortunately most of my weight was supported by my thighs on the ‘T’. After a couple of minutes of trying to pull myself up a bit I just gave up. As I passed-out I remember feeling like the end of the dildo was going to push up through my stomach and out of my mouth. Sunday August 22 When I woke up I was in agony. I don’t know which hurt the most, my aching arms or my stretched pussy. I was real glad when Jon came in and lifted me off. I couldn’t stand up and Jon had to carry me to my bed. When I woke up again it was mid-morning. My arms were almost normal but I felt as if the dildo was still inside me. I had a shower and walked downstairs keeping my feet wide apart. I couldn’t find Jon anywhere so I got some breakfast then went and lay (face down) on a sun lounger on the patio. About an hour later I heard someone coming round the side of the house and assumed it was Jon. It was only when I heard a voice say, “Bloody hell, what happened to you, what are all those red marks on your backside?” that I realised that it was Trevor. I got up and then said, “I’ve been a naughty girl and Jon punished me, I deserved it.” As I said it I could see Trevor’s eyes looking up and down my naked body. The poor lad’s obviously too young to be used to seeing a naked woman and I could see his shorts move as his dick was getting hard. I don’t think he really knew what to say, he just said, “Well, if you’re alright I’d better get on with cutting the grass.” Poor lad, he really does need to get himself a girlfriend and get himself laid. I left him to it and went inside to get on with the household chores. Jon returned just as Trevor was leaving. That night I watched TV lying on my stomach on the floor. Jon kept playing with my pussy with his toes. I was hoping that he’d let me sleep with him and fuck me that night, but I slept alone. Week commencing August 23 Monday - Debbie came round and was a bit shocked to see the red wheal marks on my backside. The pain had gone by then - apart from when I pressed on a red bit. When I told her what had happened she said that she could never let anyone do that to her, even if she did get to cum a few times in the process. I told her that I certainly wasn’t complaining. Debbie had come round to ask a favour, a few pubic hairs had started growing again and she wanted me to use the hair removal machine on them. Before I’d had chance to say anything she’d dropped her skirt leaving her naked from the waist down. “Look” she said, pointing to one of them. I don’t remember having had that problem when I removed mine, but there again; I did remove all Debbie’s on the same day so I guess that it was possible to miss a few very small ones. I went and got the machine and we went into the conservatory. Debbie lay back on one of the reclining chairs and I got to work. The inevitable happened and I started to see Debbie’s pussy lips swelling and her juices seeping out. I looked up at Debbie’s face to see her eyes closed and a bit of a smile on her face. As I moved from hair to hair I had to open her lips to look for any more and I let my fingers slide in and out of her pussy. By the time I got the last one my hands were so slippery that I was having trouble keeping hold of the machine. I put the machine down and started doing a proper job on her pussy. It wasn’t long before she started to cum and I kept going until she came for a second time. After she’d calmed down we went into the kitchen and got us some lunch before Debbie said that she had to go - “things to do.” She dressed and left leaving me a bit ‘wanting’. Wednesday - Had a reasonable time a Tesco, I wore my cheesecloth dress and had some fun bending over in front of a couple of young male shelf-stackers. The paperboy came for his money that evening and had a good stare at me. I suppose that at his age you just can’t get used to seeing naked women. Friday - The only exciting thing that happened that day was that the salon boss asked me to wax the legs and bikini line of a woman. It turned out to be a girl of about 15 or 16. When we got upstairs I told the girl to get on the reclining chair as I started getting the things ready. When I turned round the girl was sat in the chair all right, but she was naked from the waist down. When I told her that she could have kept her knickers on she said, “I wasn’t wearing any. And anyway, wouldn’t you have needed to remove them to do my bikini line?” The girl obviously didn’t know what was normal and I guess someone had been winding her up a bit. I managed to think quickly and saw the opportunity for a bit of fun. After a couple of seconds I said, “That depends on whether or not you want all your pubic hair removing, some women like to leave a bit.” The girl thought for a few seconds then said, “All my friends say that everyone has them all removed so I want them all off.” I was quite surprised at how well the girl handled the pain of the wax strips being pulled off. It was only when I started on the hairs round her pussy that she started cringing before I pulled them off and she let out a couple of muffled screams when I did rip them off. She also let out some pussy juices as well. Part of her was enjoying it. We were both enjoying the part where I rubbed oil all over her pussy afterwards. I told her it was part of the treatment and made a big deal of rubbing it right into her hole. She was enjoying it as well, I’m sure that I felt her have a little orgasm but she was obviously trying to hold back. Saturday August 28 Work wasn’t very exciting but when I got home that evening I saw that Jon had bought a new vacuum cleaner. One of those Dyson ones where a lot of the parts are made of transparent and brightly coloured plastic. When I switched it on I realised that the suction was a lot stronger than the old one. When I told Jon he smiled and said that we were going to have some fun with that. I didn’t realise what he meant at the time. That evening Jon took me to a nice pub way out in the country and we had a lovely meal. I wore just a tight black pencil dress and shoes and I got lots of looks from the men there. Jon kept talking about what I could do with the new vacuum cleaner and I hadn’t a clue what he was on about. Sunday August 29 After the usual slow breakfast and paper reading Jon took me to the gym. We didn’t go for a work out which was a bit of a shame as on the way there I had been wondering if the same young man would be there and I was looking forward to ‘getting off’ in front of him again. Instead Jon told me to put just my white Lycra bikini on and meet him in the pool. The place was nearly empty and we managed to get quite a few laps in before people started getting in the way. From there we went into the sauna and lay on the benches. As I climbed on Jon said that as my bikini bottoms were just about lost in my pussy and ass crack I may as well take them right off, the top as well. Even if there had been anyone else in there I would still have done it and it wasn’t long before I was laying on my back naked. About 5 minutes later a woman about my age came in and spent the rest of our time in there staring at me. I couldn’t work out if the staring was with approval or disapproval. Anyway when he’s had enough Jon told me to go and get showered and dressed and to meet him at the entrance. Back home Jon settled down to watch some motor racing from Belgium while I cooked the dinner. After the motor racing Jon told me to get the new vacuum cleaner out and then to lie down on one of the reclining chairs in the conservatory and to close my eyes. I heard the vacuum cleaner being switched on and then the next thing I knew was that the end of the thin crevice suction nozzle was touching my right nipple. Needless to say my nipple went rock hard instantly. My nipple was easily sucked into the end of the nozzle and when I opened my eyes I could see it vibrating about in the end of the transparent nozzle. The feeling was fantastic and I was disappointed when Jon pulled it off. It wasn’t too bad because Jon moved the nozzle to my left nipple straight away. I could feel my pussy getting wet and that lovely feeling deep in my stomach. A couple of minutes later Jon took the nozzle off and slowly moved it down my front to my pussy. As soon as it got near my chain it sucked it up and I screamed. Jon immediately pulled back and switched the machine off. After a quick inspection Jon decided that it would be best if I removed the rings and chain. He said that he didn’t want them to be ripped off me. When I lay down again Jon started the vacuum and moved the nozzle all around my pussy eventually letting it suck my clit into it. Boy was that good. My clit was rattling around inside the nozzle and I was really getting turned on. It only took a minute or so of that before I started to cum. Jon wasn’t finished, he alternated the nozzle between sucking my clit, my pussy lips and my nipples. At the same time he let the nozzle get close to the entrance to my hole. It was unbelievable; the whole of my body around my pussy was vibrating like mad. I was cumming over and over again. This went on for what seemed like a lifetime. It was nearly as good as being left on the ‘fucking machine’ upstairs. I was glad that Jon didn’t let the nozzle go right inside me, I’m sure that it would have sucked half of me out and down that pipe. As it was my juices managed to get right down the pipe and into the transparent tank. In the end, when Jon finally switched the machine off I was knackered and a bit sore but that didn’t stop Jon from fucking me. After about an hour just lying there I went and had a shower before getting on with the rest of my chores for the day. That night Jon surprised me when he told me to stop writing this Journal. I’ve got quite used to the routine of updating it, and will miss keying the details of what I’ve been up to into it. I’ll also miss the hours of playing with myself and bringing myself to orgasm after orgasm as my brain goes through all the exciting times that I’ve had. Never mind, if that what Jon wants. Jon also told me that he’s thinking about publishing it on the Internet. On the one hand that makes me all excited (wet as well) but on the other hand I’m a bit apprehensive. I’m not ashamed of what Jon and me get up to but I’m a bit concerned that people we know me will recognise me. If this really is the end of this journal then I feel that I have to say that not only have I enjoyed writing it, I’ve also had (and hope to do so for a long time yet) a lot of fun and pleasure out of my new life. I’m really glad that I found the courage to take that first big step and I’ll always be grateful to Jon for showing me that life really can be so good. Sunday November 21 Hi there again, Jon has just told me that he’s created an e-mail account [email protected] for me and that he wants me to post this journal to a news group on the Internet. I’m still a bit nervous about doing that but Jon wants me to do it so I will, once I’ve found out how. Vanessa

When we arrived home, I told Pauline to get ready for some more fun,then I went into the bathroom and used the douche, cleaning myself for today adventures. Pauline wore a nice looking dress, which showed of her boobs, I was naked, but she didnt mind as her eyes went down to my cock and smiled, I put our new toys on the bed, and began to play with her body, massaging her from head to toe, then gently licking her clit, until she cum. While she was still hot, I slide the 10 inch vibe up her pussy, causing her to jump, but soon respond back as her second orgasm followed, I had fun keeping her high, as I slipped a finger in her butt, again she jumped, but I told her to relax, and take a sniff of the poppers. She hesitated, but I told her again to try it, she did, then my finger slipped in easier still as her butt relaxed,with a bit more lube, the second finger followed, as she went wild in her first anal orgasm, my tongue still on target, helped her stay high, as once more I siad sniff the poppers, this time the thinner dildo slipped up her butt, this sent her crazy, bucking around it was hard to stay on her clit, but I knew she loved the feeling, so I held on tight for the ride. I let her settly a bit then said on your knees, my cock went deep in her pussy and slipped the dildo back in her butt, that was it, her orgasm now ran free, with my spare hand I held her hips pulling her back hard as my cock rammed into her body, watching her take another good sniff, I knew the time was right, I pulled the dildo out, replacing it quickly with my cock, she turned and looked at me, a smile a mile wide, as her orgasm began once more, that was it, I fucked as hard as possible my balls now banging against her butt, as she went from one orgasm to another. I couldn't last long, the pressure built up and my cock exploded reams of cum deep in her bowels, Pauline again went into a huge orgasm, my cock stayed hard for awhile as she gripped it tight, pulling every last drop of cum from me, then we collasped on the bed, spent for now. Pauline kissed me, and said thanks, she had never ever thought about doing anal, and had I asked she would have said No, but after trying it, now knows why we all do anal. I said you have some work to do soon, my arse is waiting for you to fuck it. Pauline looked stunned, so I slipped the strap on around her and adjusted it, then put the 10 inch vibe in, kneeling on the bed, I told her, "your turn". She wasnt sure, but I held my butt open, she moved forward, the vibe touched my butt crack, putting my hand behind me I aimed it right in. Now she got the message, pushing further into my arse the vibe started it's work, all too soon it went right in, she gasped, as I began to work back onto it more, I took a good sniff of the poppers to help my anus relax, then my first anal orgasm hit me, Pauline seemed to like this and fucked me harder now. As she got more confident, I pushed back more and more, slaming hard against her as the vibe went in, then I took the other 12 inch dildo, and gave it to her, she looked and I told her to push it in with the vibe, another sniff helped it in, and she once more picked up speed, now with both in me I was happy, my orgasms coming quicker and quicker. Pauline slowed, most likely tried, but when I handed her the other dildo, and said stick that in too, she made a weird noise, but trusting my judgement she began pushing it in with the other two. As more went in me, I nearly lost control, my body shaking with orgasms, then bang, a huge orgasm raced though me, forcing me to push back hard, I felt the full lenght of the second dildo go in. Pauline was making weird sounds, not believing what she was seeing, as I worked them hard, my orgasms now following from one to another, then knowing she would be tired, I moved forward, the vibe fell out, but the others stayed in me, so I held them sitting down pushing them both right in, showed her what I could take. We lay resting, Pauline shocked at what she had just done, but also asking me how I learnt to take such a large amount of toys in my butt, I said years of practise and poppers helped, I then said want to be realy kinky now, and try some thing else, her mouth kind of said no, but her eyes said yes, so again not saying any thing, I took a good sniff of the poppers, and put lube on her hand, now she was totally stunned, with her arm sticking up I lowered my butt down. At first she seemed to want to stop, then she moved back, her fingers finding my hole well open, had no trouble going in, I told her to keep her fingers straight, as I pushed down, in one go her fist went in, her wrist now out of sight, Pauline just looked on, as I moved up and down on her fist, more went in, my cock just near her mouth now was hard once more, so when I knew I was ready. I gave one good push, I went down close to her elbow, my hand wanking my cock, as I rode her arm, my balls once more ready to empty, I moved towards her mouth more, aiming right in. Pauline opened her mouth and moved her head towards me, sucking my cock in, was the finish of me, I shot her full of my cum, my lovely sister was sucking me off and swollowing my cum, that was such a turn on I nearly died. As my cum run out, she carried on sucking the last drops out of me, my arse stil full of her arm, then she began to wriggle her fingers around, causing me to squirm about, the feeling was great, and she knew it too, laughing as she did. I had to rest, and pulled of her arm, we kissed hthe best kiss yet, her tongue going down my throut, I knew she was hooked. She asked me how come I was so clean her hand and arm although wet with lube were clean, I said thats what the douche is for, to wash out my internals, she looked puzzled, so I exlained how I use it, then she realsied of course, I had fucked her without using it, again I said if I hd asked to before hand would you have used it, No she said. it was time we had some food, so both naked, we walked around the house, getting some light food, and drink, then I told her it was time for her to try another new thing, taking her upstairs I showed her the douche and how to use it, leaving her to play. It was some time later she appeared shyly, saying that was differnt, and in some ways nice, I explained how we use it ever day even if were not playing, then kissed her to get her horny once more. This time I didn't muck about, getting her on her knees, she took a good sniff, then the didlo went straight in her butt, the 12 inch one went nearly all the way in, working her butt to give her a huge orgasm, then with one more harder push the 12 inch dildo went in, she jumped and pushed back hard, sending her into a good orgasm again, so I swapped the dildo's the thicker 18 inch dildo made her jump, but again, she held firm, working it slowly the first 10 or inchs went in. then like before when I saw her take a good sniff of the poppers I gave it a hard push, her butt took over, sucking it in further as she pushed back, now most had gone in, and she was really going off. I wanted to fit them both in, but knew for her first day that would be to much, so I eased back, and put the strap on around me, and fitted the 10 inch vibe in it, I knew now with the 10 inch going all the way in, and most of the dildo in her butt, she was really letting fly, her orgasms sounded even better than mine. I fucked her like that for some 10 minutes before slowing and letting her get her breath, she even looked a bit dissapointed that I had stopped, my cock soon filled her butt and I fucked her for awhile longer, before laying next to her, she would now be game to try most thing, as I shoved it straight in her pussy, with the 18 inch dildo still in her butt it was tight, but she took it. My little sister was now a fully blown anal slut, and she knew it, I gave her ever inch of my cock and just about all the 18 inch's, now more than before she was pushing back hard, trying to get every inch into her body, and I tried hard to help her. We fucked for the rest of the day, both forcing more and more into our holes, when I got all three right inside my butt Pauline laughed and said serve you right if they got stuck,, but soon helped push them back in again, I ended up with the 10 inch vibe and small dildo in her butt for awhile, she needed a real good sniff of the poppers but she was game now to try any thing, tomorrow was going to get kinkier if all went well,

Previously: I rearranged myself so I was sitting on my knees and re-wrapped my hand around Daddy’s still very hard dick. I leant forward, opening my mouth… ‘What the hell do you think you’re doing!?’ A woman’s voice yelled from a few meters behind me. I turned around and saw 2 lifeguards standing there, one a woman, the other a man. ‘Oh come on,’ the man said to the woman, ‘Let them have their have.’ ‘You sick bastard, there’s no way she’s over 18.’ ‘Lucky fucker…’ The woman rolled her eyes in disgust. I stood up and faced them, ‘It’s okay,’ I said, ‘he’s my D-‘ ‘Katie!’ a familiar voice from behind me made me jump and turn around. ‘Oh, you’re awake!’ Daddy was about to stand up when he noticed his dick poking through the air, he quickly pulled up his pants and stood up beside me, staring at the two lifeguards. Looking down I could still tell Daddy had an erection. ‘Do you mind!?’ Daddy asked. The woman laughed, ‘Do WE mind? You were about to get your dick sucked off by your obviously underage skank on a public beach in the middle of the fucking day! There are CHILDREN on this beach, you know?’ I was furious, I new I wasn’t a skank, how dare she accuse me of such a thing! ‘Hey you, I am NOT a skank!! You’re just jealous!’ ‘Ha! Of what, not having a Sugar Daddy to blow?’ I didn’t know what she meant by that but Daddy spoke up next, ‘Sweetheart, just let me handle this, okay? You go for a swim.’ ‘Ok Daddy, whatever you say,’ I gave him a kiss on the cheek and walked off toward the water but not before poking my tongue out at the female lifeguard. ‘Hold on a minute, is this man your REAL father?’ the woman asked. Before I could answer, Daddy spoke up for me, ‘This is love. Nothing more, nothing less. Shouldn’t two people be allowed to love each other? We can’t help these feelings we have, it’s what makes us human.’ I was absolutely touched by what he said, so much so that I ran up to him, wrapped my arms tightly around his body and gave him several big kisses all over his face. Daddy hugged and kissed me back, then looked down into my eyes and said, ‘I love you so much baby. Now, could you go for a swim? I just need to talk with these people for a moment.’ I nodded and kissed him one more time. As I headed for the water I could hear shouting coming from Daddy and the woman. I looked back and saw that Daddy had lost his erection; the male lifeguard was just standing there, smiling. I bet he just thought it was funny to stop Daddy from being happy. Grrr I was so mad! I did what I was told though; I walked into the water and swam around for a little bit. At home I liked to just lay on my back but it was a bit hard with all the waves. I looked back at the beach and noticed that the man had gone, it was now only Daddy and the annoying bitch. Wow, I don’t normally use such language but I thought I could let it slide in her case. I started thinking about my birthday present and what it could be. Daddy said I would be milking something… I had no idea what that meant but he said I could play with it, as if it was kind of game. After about 5 minutes, Daddy walked to the edge of the water saying everything was alright now and it was time to go. I swam back to shore and hugged my Daddy as soon as I could, asking if he was alright. ‘Yes, hunnie, I’m fine,’ he said with a smile. ‘Good.’ I hugged my Daddy again. We held hands as we walked together up the beach, picked up our towels and headed back to the car. ‘What happened to those people you were talking to before, Daddy,’ I asked as we got in the car. ‘They were just jealous of us, sweetie, that’s all,’ Daddy said, smiling at me. I smiled back as my heart skipped a beat. My Daddy was so sweet. As we drove away, I saw the woman from earlier talking to the Policeman from earlier, he then headed back down the beach to where we were. I wondered what that was all about but before I could ask Daddy to see if he knew, he asked me why his pants where down we he woke up. ‘Ohh, umm, I’m sorry Daddy, I was just trying to keep you happy.’ ‘That’s ok, sweetheart, no need to be sorry, I enjoy it when you do that,’ Daddy said with a grin on his face. I smiled too, ‘I’m glad I make you happy Daddy. I would do anything for you.’ ‘I know you would sweetheart and that’s why you’re my special little girl and no one will love you as much as I do, no matter what.’ ‘Okay Daddy. I love you too.’ The next day I woke up at 9am and got out of bed almost the second I opened my eyes. I was so excited about today that I ran down stairs while still in my sheer lace baby doll pajamas that Daddy picked out for me. It felt really nice against my skin and Daddy was always admiring it. I ran down the stairs to find that Daddy was already waiting for me in the Kitchen. He stood up as soon as he saw me, ‘Good morning Birthday girl,’ he said as he walked over to me and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the forehead, ‘I didn’t bother waking you because, well.. you know how much of a heavy sleeper you are’. He then took a step back and I felt his eyes running up and down my body, making me giggle and blush. ‘My God… 16 years. My daughter has become a thing of pure beauty,’ he stated. This made me giggle and blush even more. ‘Do you want your present now, baby?’ Daddy asked me. I couldn’t wait to see what it was! ‘Yeah Daddy, of course I do!’ I giggled again. ‘Ok sweetie,’ he said as he put an arm around me, ‘Let’s go up into my room.’ When we entered Daddy’s room, we both sat down on the end of his bed, him to my right. ‘I have more than one surprise for you today Katie and one of them you’ve already seen,’ he teased. ‘When? How?’ I asked. Daddy smiled and put my hand on his lap. ‘Do you feel that, sweetie?’ ‘Hehe, yes I do Daddy.’ ‘Good. Now, I’m going to teach you how to ‘milk’ a man.’ ‘What does that mean, Daddy?’ ‘You’ll see, sweetheart, you’ll see,’ Daddy had a huge grin on his face, ‘the first thing you need to do is take off my pants,’ as he said this he stood up and faced me. I reached out with my hands and grabbed the leg of his shorts, pulling them down slowly. This was the very first time I had seen his dick when it wasn’t hard. ‘Now what I want you to do,’ Daddy said, sitting back down, ‘is stroke, rub and just play with it for a while, until you feel it getting harder and bigger. Same with my balls but whatever you do, don’t squeeze them too hard and certainly don’t hit them, they are very sensitive.’ I giggled and put my hand on Daddy’s dick and began stroking it, then I ran two of my fingers up it in leg-like movements, then slid the same fingers back down. I could feel it begin to twitch a little, I began gently playing with his balls at the same time, then ran both hands slowly up the sides of my Daddy’s dick as it got harder. ‘Mmmm that’s it, good girl,’ Daddy whispered, ‘You love Daddy’s dick, don’t you?’ ‘Yes Daddy, I love your dick,’ I said, nodding. Watching as Daddy’s dick rose higher and kept getting harder, my fingers would wrap around Daddy’s big hard dick and slide up and down. Then, remembering from earlier on the beach, I went to try something new, I leant down and slid my tongue out of my mouth, pushed it up against Daddy’s dick and began sliding it up, very slowly. I could tell my Daddy liked what I was doing because he had a big smile on his face. When I reached the top, I started kissing my Daddy’s dick. First the very top, then slowly down the side to the very bottom. ‘Ohhhh yes, that’s it. Now, suck on Daddy’s balls. Softly.’ I obeyed without hesitation, opening my mouth and gently sucking one ball at a time, sliding my tongue over them. I was sliding my hands over his legs until they reached his dick again, I ran my hands all over his dick, until I felt something wet on them. I stopped sucking Daddy’s balls and looked to see what it was. Something white was starting to cover Daddy’s dick and my fingers. ‘Daddy, what’s that?’ I asked, pointing to the white stuff. ‘Oh, that’s Daddy’s milk, sweetie. Remember how I said you will be milking me?’ ‘Ohhh ok then, sorry I’ve just never seen it before.’ ‘That’s ok, there’s a first time for everything. But this is just the beginning, soon there will be a lot more of it and you’ll hear me moaning, maybe loudly but don’t worry your pretty little head about it, it just means I’m enjoying myself. When my dick is as hard as it can get, rock hard, that’s when you grab it, kinda like a handle bar and start moving your hand up and down. Do you understand?’ I nodded quickly, giggling. I kept sliding my fingers up and down Daddy’s hard dick until I didn’t think it could get any harder. I then wrapped my fingers around Daddy’s dick and started moving it up and down. The more I moved my hand the more Daddy moaned. Some of Daddy’s milk was sliding down my hand, making it get a bit slippery but I didn’t stop, I wanted to make Daddy happy. ‘Mmmm yes, you’re such a good girl,’ Daddy told me, made me feel very happy, ‘Now, put your lips around my cock and suck me. Don’t stop, even when you feel your mouth getting full of my milk, just keep sucking like a good girl.’ I did what I was told and slid my lips over Daddy wet hard dick, sliding my mouth down slowly...

Another trip to Montreal. I was in the absolute mode of excitement because I knew it was going to be a weekend filled with watching other men fucking my drug induced wife. We started Friday evening, with a nice dinner at the hotel restaurant. I went down before, and had a few drinks while my wife got ready. I lay out a short black dress, heels and stay up stockings for her on the bed, as a suggestion of what I wanted her to wear. To my joy, she met me in the bar, turning heads as she entered, wearing just that. She smelled devine and my excitement of fucking her tonight, and raping her with strangers got me hard at the thought. She went to the bathroom and I dropped 4 drops of my cocktail into her wine. Ground, liquified Xanax and Ambien. I had already put an ad on Locanto for a couple of bulls to come to the hotel, hang at the bar and wait for the events to unfold. I asked the two guys what they were wearing and from the table looking at the bar, I saw them, One black in denim, the other white in a leather jacket. Titans of men, like 6’5”, and I could not wait for my drugged induced wife to take these bulls up her ass. When she returned, she finished her coctailed wine, and had another, and I knew she was kicking in to incoherence. From my previous interludes like this, I already knew she would have no memory of even going to the room, so I texted both men to join me at our table. She was functioning, but I knew she was released of inhibitions, and very suggestive. The two guys say on either side of her on the bench, and I told my wife bluntly if she liked the size of these two handsome men. She did her horny smirk and I knew everything was a go, and the best of it, she would wake up in the morning and only think she overdrank and she and I fucked hard. I told her to open her legs under the table and show off her stockings for the men. She did. Each fellow slid a hand on her stocking covered legs and I told her to stroke cocks through their pants under the table to see if she liked it. She was shocked, which could only tell me there were monster cocks to match these bulls. It was time to take this to the room and I got the bill and said lets take a bottle of wine to the room. My wife got up, arm in arm of each of these guys and we went up to the room. Watching her playfully stagger between these two titans looking at her from behind was so exciting. When we got into the room, I open the wine that I put on some music. My wife sat on the couch with the two bulls next to her one on the couch beside her one on the chair beside her I could tell by her nod and her debilitated speech she was completely mine to control, I told her again to open her legs and lift her short dress so they could see her stockings and panties. She did this, and I told them it's time to start without hesitation they both got up and unzipped their pants. The look on her face was amazing to watch as these 2 7 inch soft cocks sprang down by her face. I told her to start sucking, and that every single thing that was gonna happen tonight was gonna happen. She took the black guy in her mouth first, sucking him to a full 10 inches and she gave a hand job to the white guy, I told them to move around a bit And the white sat on the couch , I told my wife to suck him while being on all fours. I told the black guy to go eat my wife's ass while she was bent over, and without hesitation, he lifted her dress up onto her back, pulled her panties off and buried his tongue straight into my wife's ass, he finger fucked her pulled on her clit piercing while burying his tongue in and out of her ass. I told him to spread her ass cheeks wide. I wanted to see this as she was moaning and ecstasy while sucking on this white cock I let this go on for about five minutes while stroking my cock and I told the black guy it was time to fuck her ass. I looked at my zombified wife, drug induced, and being a whore on this couch, and I told her she was about to get her ass fucked, and she was going to like it. She just nodded while still sloppily, sucking on this white massive cock the black guy reared up and put his 10 inch rock hard cock to the tip of my wife's ass. I went and got some lotion from the bathroom and squirted it all over her ass hole to help. He pulled her ass cheeks apart, slip the tip in and let nature do the driving while he slowly engulfed himself into my wife's asshole , she gasped and held still for about a minute while this thing entered her he slowly began fucking her, holding onto her hips while she kept choking on the other cock. This was a sight to be seen. I'm sitting in a chair, stroking my cock, watching this massive titan black guy, pounding his 10 inches of cock into my wife's tight ass while she was choking on another 10 inches deep into her throat. It was time for a double penetration, so we switch positions again. And I told the white guy to lay down on the couch and I told my wife to ride him. She leaned over. He grabbed her hair while he shoved his cock inside her . she leaned in and started kissing him. He had his tongue down her throat and she was a whore in heat. There was nothing I couldn't do to her at this point I told the black guy to rear up And re-enter her ass and I sat here and I watched my wife riding 10 inches on the bottom and taking 10 inches on the top while these two holes fucked my wife, hard and deep. I went to my wife's face and I shove my cock into her mouth , at this point she was plugged three ways. I grabbed her face and her hair and I just fucked her like she was a doll. I whispered in her ear if she like being fucked like a slut and she just kept saying fuck me fuck me over and over again , I knew with the intensity of these bulls they were gonna be blowing a load soon so I told my wife to sit up on the couch and everybody was going to finish off on her face. Watching these 2 10 inch cocks slide out of my wife was orgasmic. She was way more induced now into her cocktail, and she just sat there in her head nod, while these loads shot all over her face. By now she was leaning back on the couch, and started snoring. I wasn't done, neither of these guys were either. Now my wife completely passed out and snoring with no hopes of awakening. It was time to switch the cock sandwich. I told the big black bowl to lift her up and bend her over the arm of the couch and I want to watch the white guy fuck her ass for a while, he slid her dress up again, and I could see her stockings as he put his massive cock inside her ass without care and just simply fuck the living shit out of her, she didn't respond, justvSnoring as he raped her ass. The two bulls cleaned up and left, and I sat here on the chair, looking at my used and abused wife legs open, stay ups, still on hair disheveled. I went over and I grabbed her now limp body, and I put her over back the edge of the couch bent over and it was time. I was gonna fuck her ass one more time, there was no effort in this because she was so open from the 10 inches that preoccupied that space and I looked down fucking my wife's ass, watching myself in and out. All she did was snore. I enjoyed thoroughly raping her. I pulled on her hair. Leaned down and started kissing her neck while fucking her ass. I was ready to come and I slowed myself down to enjoy about another minute before I exploded in her ass. I went and cleaned up, grab myself a beer, sat down on the couch and looked at her still very sexy looking and thinking how I sent the guys home too soon. I went over to the couch, and I started fingering her, which got me excited again, smelling her pussy, and I stroke my cock to hardness again, and I spread her eagle on the couch and fuck her missionary style. I held her legs wrapped around me, and I fucked her and fucked her while kissing her nonresponsive mouth. I pulled out that in missionary style, slipped her up even further and re-entered her ass and fuck her ass again until I came. I already had people lined up for the next two days. Stay tuned.

Finally finished moving into my dorm room! I’m so excited to finally start over and leave high school behind as well as all the people that bullied me. My best friend Casey is one of my roommates, we got paired with two other random people. I hope they’re not jerks. Anyways, Casey and I have been best friends for as long as I can remember. He’s already finished packing and we’re about to go explore the university once he gets out of the shower. I’m so excited, I can hardly wait! I hear him finally finish up in the bathroom and he comes out in nothing but a towel, showing off his slim, tan figure. His blonde hair soaking wet clings to his beautiful face. His bright blue eyes sparkle vibrantly, just like mine. He walks over to our bunk beds we’re going to be sharing and gives me a look. “Do ya mind?” “Oh right, sorry,” I mutter turning away. I’m not gay, I swear… Okay maybe just a little bi, but Casey and I have always been on the more feminine side. Not by choice, that’s just the way our bodies have developed. We’re both shorter than average, slim and some might say we have bubble butts. At least that’s what we’ve been told. I consider myself masculine, but a lot of people have confused me for a girl. It’s irritating, but I’ve managed to deal with it. I take a quick glance over at Casey as he drops his towel. Yep, definite bubble butt. His smooth tan cheeks glisten as beads of water slide down off his tush to his gorgeous legs. God, I wish I was as tan as him. Even though my skin is smooth as silk, I’m fairly pale. In fact, some people think I only come out at night as if I was some kind of vampire. He notices me staring. “Really, Ash?” “Sorry Case, I’m just jealous... You’re so tan!” I admit. “Ha, this is just my skin color,” he tells me as he puts on a pair of boxers covering up that cute butt of his. I look away as he finishes putting on his clothes. I head over to the bathroom to freshen up. I straighten up my silky fiery red hair a bit. My steely, greyish blue eyes glisten as my porcelain smooth skin has a faint glow to it. I have on a pair of jean shorts that hug my firm butt. Casey and I do share a somewhat bubble butt, I notice as I stare at it in the mirror. No wonder everyone mistakes us for a couple of chicks. Finally, he comes out with a pair of khaki shorts and a t-shirt with the school letters on it. “Are you ready to check out the campus?” I ask. “Yeah… I guess so, hopefully, we can see if they’re any parties going on tonight. Maybe get lucky with some girls for once?” I can’t help but laugh, we’ve never been lucky in the girl department. In high school, it was like we were just simply invisible to girls. We head out to scope out the scene. It’s a gorgeous day outside, a typical California weather. Lots of other students out, plenty of girls. And of course, they’re all wearing booty shorts and yoga pants. We stroll down the sidewalk, passing a building known as the Multicultural Center. The entrance has giant pillars that come out and it’s five pillars wide. We pass a few more buildings, one being the massive Library, which is six stories high. I got caught staring at the library that I didn’t even notice there was a girl in front of me and I ran right into her. She barely flinched, but I almost fell, tripping over her, but she grabbed me just in time. “Watch where your goi… Oh hi there.” As soon as she saw me, her face lit up. “You are just the person we’re looking for.” She might have been one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Dark brunette hair that came down below her shoulders. Bright green eyes that seem to hypnotize you. She had on a tank top that clung to her visibly hard abs along with a pair of short cutoffs that revealed a long pair of toned legs. I think my stomach just did a backflip. “Keep it in your pants, Cass.” A dark raven, haired girl with dark caramel skin came over. She had on a tight white shirt that showed off her tight abs as well. Along with a pair of sleek baggy, dark green pants. She looked over at me and then at Casey and her eyes went wide. “On second thought, you two should definitely come to a party we’re throwing tonight,” she said as she walked closer to Casey, licking her lips. “I was just about to say that,” Cass states, as she looks down my body, with my arm still in her rather strong grip, which sends tingles through my body. “We are a fairly new co-ed Sorority and tonight we’re having a rush party. Both of you should really come. You would be perfect for our sorority.” “Thanks! We’d love to come! Where exactly is the sorority?” I ask. “It’s over on Cordoba rd., the second block down from campus. It’s just across the street from the Boardwalk,” she says with a smile. “It used to be a fraternity, but they got kicked off campus for some stupid reason. Anyways, I look forward to seeing you there!” “Yeah, you would make the perfect sib,” Cass’s friend says to Casey, eyeing him possessively. “See you both there.” “Definitely,” Case and I say at the same time. As we walk away I hear Cass tell her friend that she’s got dibs on the redhead and her friend tells her she wants the blonde. My stomach does a somersault as a shock goes down my spine. Do they actually want us? I’ve never felt this way before. Never have I ever actually been desired by a woman before. It feels so erotic. We eat at one of the cafeterias and continue touring the campus until late in the afternoon. We finally head back to the dorms. As we walk in our other two roommates are unpacking. Both are completely ripped, obviously, they are jocks. They spot us immediately as we walk in. “Oh great, we’ve got a couple of nerds for roommates,” the bigger one says. “Oh great, a couple of jocks for roommates, “ I mumble. They both look at me as if I’m crazy. “The ginger’s got loudmouth,” says the bigger one. “Looks like this is going to be a long semester, by the way, I’m Ash,” I tell them. “Ha, that must be short for Ashley, looks like we got a girl for a roommate,” says the bigger one. “Although the blonde one looks just as girly.” “Hey! I have a name! It’s Casey,” he says. “Let’s chill a bit before things boil over,” says the smaller one, which surprises me. Normally jocks aren’t so reasonable. “I’m Logan and this is Devin.” I have to admit Logan is somewhat cute. He’s got jet black hair and creamy dark caramel skin and he’s super ripped, but it’s his butt that catches my eye. He’s got a thick ass that stretches out his gym shorts. His legs are muscular and it seems that he’s naturally hairless. He’s not that tall, we’re about the same size. Which isn’t saying much since last time I checked, I’m only 5 foot 5 inches. The girls we met earlier were both taller than Casey and I. “Well it’s nice to meet you guys,” I say. “Well, we just finished unpacking and now we're going to check out the campus and try to find some parties tonight,” Logan says. “We just got invited to a sorority party on Cordoba road,” I say. “No fucking way did you two get invited to a sorority, must be a bunch of fat chicks,” Devin says. “Chill Devon,” Logan says. “We’ll check it out later. Let’s go Dev and check things out.” “Dude, what the fuck is with you?” Devin asks as they head out. “You’re acting weird.” “Why do you always have to be a dick all the time,” I hear Logan say as they make their way down the hall and out of sight. “Well, this sucks,” Casey says. “We’ve got a couple of douchebags for roommates…” “Logan doesn’t seem that bad,” I say. He doesn’t seem that bad at all. “What time should we go to that party?” Casey asks. “We don’t want to be too early,” I reply. “Maybe like 9ish? Is that fashionably late?” “I suppose that sounds good,” he says. “I can’t believe that girl with the black hair said she wants me.” “Right? It feels so weird to actually be on the receiving end of a girl's affection,” I admit. “Do you really think they want to be our girlfriends?” “I hope so! Maybe we’re finally going to get laid!” Casey says excitedly. I look at my watch and it’s almost 7. “Should we grab something to eat?” I ask. “Yeah, we probably should,” Case agrees. We head back down to the cafeteria and grab something to eat. Casey and I both have the full package when it comes to meal plans, but I don’t really want to gorge myself before a party. So I eat lightly. “I know it’s not 9, but should we head over to the party?” Casey asks. “Yeah, I suppose…” I sigh. We head over to the sorority. As we arrive, the house is huge and it’s packed! People, mostly girls, are out on the lawn conversing. Loud music is going off. I recognize the song, it’s Back to Dust by The Blades, one of my favorite bands. I’ve never seen so many beautiful women in one spot. There are a few other males who are surprisingly not the type of guys I expected at a party like this. They’re all nerds like us. I was imagining a bunch of jocks at a party like this. As we make our way into the house, several of the girls eye us up like we’re cows to the slaughter. I feel like we just walked into a lion den and we’re the gazelle. I look nervously at Casey and he seems to be just as anxious. A strong muscular girl with short hair walks up to us. “Look what we have here! If you two are looking for a good time, you came to the right place.” She licks her lips as if we’re the kind of delicious treat she’s been waiting for. “Ahhh… thanks… I… We’re… a…” I stutter trying to come up with some way out of this conversation. She scares me down to my core. “Back off Tammy, these two are mine and Alyson’s,” A familiar voice says behind me. I look back and see Cass looking as beautiful as ever in a sultry plaid mini skirt and a white button up blouse tied off showing her 8 pack. She’s got on white thigh highs. She looks like a sexy school girl. “Aly look who came!” she shouts across the room. “Awesome!” Alyson screams she’s got on a mini, tight, black, revealing dress that shows off her caramel lean legs. Before Casey and I know what’s happening, Cass and Alyson grab us. Cass pulls me aside as Alyson takes Casey. “I’m so glad you came,” she whispers in my ear as she tugs me over to a keg, fills up a cup and hands it to me. “Time to have a little fun.” She winks at me as I take a sip. I almost spit it out, it’s so bitter. She laughs as she watches my face. “Have you never drank before?” she asks. I shyly nod my head no. “Oh my god! We’ve got ourselves a first timer. You’re in for a long night, hun.” She holds her cup up. “Cheers!” she says as she taps it against mine and takes a long swig. I try to do the same, but I spill a bit all over my shirt. “By the way, what’s your name, cutie?” “Ash,” I mutter as I try to clean myself off. “Ahhh, you’re too cute,” she giggles as she grabs my hand and once again I find myself being dragged behind her. “Alyson! Beer Pong! Let’s pop these little virgin’s party cherry the right way.” Both Casey and I get dragged outside where there are several tables set up with people playing all sorts of drinking games. Casey and I ushered to the end of the table while Alyson and Cass set up beer pong. After everything is set up, they go to the other end of the table. The cups are stacked in a pyramid on each side, starting with four cups at the end of the table, then three, then two and finally one cup at the top of the pyramid. Each cup is filled halfway with beer. I look at Casey and he gives me the same look of confusion. “Have either of you played beer pong before?” Alyson asks. We both shake our heads no. Alyson and Cass exchange smirks. “Okay, the goal is to shoot the pong in the other teams' cup. Each player gets a turn to shoot. If you make a cup, the other team has to drink it and that cup is taken out of the game. If a player makes two shots in a row, she’s heating up. If a player makes three shots in a row, she’s on fire and can shoot until they miss. If both players make it on their turn, they get to keep shooting until they miss. The goal is to make the other team drink all of their cups. If a team loses without scoring, it’s called getting skunked and they have to strip naked and run a lap around the house.” “Oh you can bounce it as well, which is two cups, but the other team can deflect a bounce,” Cass adds. “Also if a ball rolls around the rim, you can blow it out.” “Understand the rules?” Cass asks. We both nod. “Good, now to decide which team goes first, a player from each team looks the other player in the eyes and they shoot at the same time until one player makes it. Now since I’m going first, Ash why don’t you go against me.” Casey and I look at each other with that nervous, let’s try not to embarrass ourselves, look. Alyson tosses one of the balls over to me and I fumble it, dropping to the ground. I clumsy bend down to pick it up. I notice Cass’s eyes are fixed on my behind. Finally, I get over to the table and get ready to shoot. I look into Cass’s eyes as her stare catches me off guard. Her gaze is so intimidating. “Ready?” she asks. I nervously nod. “On the count of three, shoot. 1… 2… 3!” We both shoot and my ball doesn’t even hit a cup while Cass sinks it in the first cup. I go to grab the cup and drink it when Cass interrupts. “Oh, hun. you don’t need to drink on that shot. That was just to determine which team goes first.” Both her and Alyson giggle. I embarrassingly put the cup back and toss them the ball back. Cass takes another shot and it lands in the exact same cup. “Now you drink,” she smirks. I hesitantly take the cup and start to drink it down. It takes me a few gulps to get it down. Alyson takes a shot and sinks her ball in the back corner and Casey downs the cup. “Since we made both shots, we get to shoot again,” Cass says. We toss them the balls back and Cass lines her shot up. A smirk appears on her face as she sinks her ball in another cup. “Heating up!” she shouts. I grab the ball out and jug the cup down. Then Alyson makes her second shot as well. “Heating up as well,” she grins. Casey jugs the next cup and we toss them back their balls. They made it in both the front cups. We only have 6 cups left and they still have all their cups left. Cass stares me in the eyes as she takes her shot and sinks it in the cup in the middle of the three cups in the front. “Ha! I’m on fire!” she smirks. I down the cup and give her the ball back. She lets Alyson shoot next and she also sinks the ball into one of the front cups. “Look at that! I’m on fire too!” Casey drinks his cup and gives her back the ball. With only four cups left, Casey and I look at each other nervously. Before we even register what’s going on, Cass bounces the ball into the closest cup. “Ha two for one!” she grins. “Both of you drink up!” Casey and I grab a cup and as we start to drink, Alyson goes to bounce her ball in, but I, of sheer luck, smack it away. “Ahh shoot! I was going for the win…” Cass goes for her next shot since she’s still on fire. As she tosses it in the air, it lands on the rim of one of the cups and starts to roll in, but Casey blows it out just in time. “Nice, Case!” I shout, giving him a high five. Now it’s finally our turn to shoot. I let Casey go first. “Come on Case, if we can make just one shot, we don’t have to run around the house naked.” He lines up and takes his shot, it lands against the rim and bounces out. The pressure is on as I line up my shot. I practice my form and finally toss the ball. It flies through the air and bounces on the rim of the cup and starts to roll in, but just as I feel relief, Cass blows it out. “Crap!” She gives me a sadistic grin as she dribbles the ball off the table. “Hmm, there goes your only chance to save face.” Without out even looking she tosses and sinks it in the cup and Alyson immediately makes hers right after. “Drink up and strip down, bitches!” Cass grins widely. Casey and I exchange looks of dread. We drink the last two cups and both hesitantly start to take our clothes off. We strip down to our underwear. I have on a pair of whitey tighties and Casey has a tight pair of briefs. “Take everything off!” Alyson commands us. “Do we have to?” I ask. There’s no way I can do this. It’s way too humiliating. “You got skunked fair and square, now it’s time to pay up,” Alyson says. “Naked Lap! Naked Lap!” Cass and Alyson start shouting and everyone else at the party joins in as they stop what they’re doing and watch us. Embarrassingly, we both reluctantly drop our underwear and are now left in the complete nude. It’s the most humiliating thing either of us have ever done. Well, there were several times in high school that may have been equally humiliating, but this definitely takes the cake. Being completely naked in front of some of the hottest girls either of us have ever seen is far beyond anything that happened in high school. “Come on now, get on with it. Run a lap around the house,” Alyson says. I look at Casey as he looks at me. “The sooner do this, the sooner we get this over with,” Casey says and I nod. We start to run over to the side of the house, our naked, skinny bodies completely exposed to the public. Our tiny little peckers sway side to side as we run around the corner to the front of the house. The front yard is still packed with people and there are even more people at the other houses. Everyone erupts with laughter as they watch us run by. The house itself is huge and takes us forever to get to the other side. A girl smacks my ass as I run by. We finally make our way to the back of the house. As we get back to the beer pong table, we both frantically look for our clothes. “Looking for these?” Cass asks as she and Alyson hold up our clothes. Fear rushes through me like a water through a rapid river. “Please, can we have our clothes back?” I ask her. “Why don’t you beg for them?” Alyson smirks. Casey and I exchange looks. Is this why they invited us to their party, to humiliate us? I knew it was too good to be true, that girls as beautiful as they would never take an interest in boys like us. I drop to my knees and cross my hands together as if I’m about to pray, Casey follows suit. “Please give us our clothes back. I’ll do anything, please, just give us our clothes back.” “Hmm, since you begged nicely. We’ll give you your clothes back, but you have to open your mouths up wide,” Cass grins. We both do as she says. “Shinny’s bring us the beer bong.” Two girls in blue school girl skirts on rush over with a beer bong with two hoses. Alyson grabs the bong as Cass grabs the hoses. She puts her thumbs inside the end as Alyson fills it up with beer. Cass then pushes the hose in our mouths and a flood of beer rushes down. I try to swallow as much as possible, but some of it drips down my mouth. Finally, we finish the beer bong, by now I feel pretty drunk. “One last thing before you can have your clothes back,” Cass says. “Whatss thhaat?” I ask. “Just a few shots is all,” Alyson smirks. They bring us over to a bar on the back porch of the house where there is a line of shots. “If you two can down those shots without puking, you can have your clothes back,” Cass says. Casey and I exchange looks. There’s just no way. I already feel drunk and full on the beer we drank. We hesitantly pick up a shot. I nod at Casey and we down it. As soon as the liquid hits my lips it burns and I have this overwhelming urge to hurl, but I manage to hold it down. Casey has the same reaction as me. All of a sudden the world starts to spin as I fall over. It’s too much, I close my eyes… --- Uhhhhh. My head is pounding. My ass hurts and it feels like it’s stuffed. I open my eyes to find myself lying on what appears to be a pink fluffy dog bed in the corner of someone’s bedroom. “Where…” Ahhh, my throat hurts for some reason. I reach down to my ass and feel a small padlock. That’s when I notice I’m wearing a weird harness around my waist and something is lodged up my ass. It’s held in by the padlock and the harness. What the fuck? Worst of all, my penis is entrapped in some kind of shell and it has a padlock as well. I have this sticky, dried up pasty stuff all over my face. I try to wipe it off. I look around the bedroom to see the floor is a black hardwood. The wall to the behind me is a salmon pink color and the other walls are all white. There’s a desk on the opposite end of the pink wall with a tablet on top. There’s a closet next to it and a door that must lead out. There’s a bed with the headboard up against the pink wall on the other side of the room. There’s a stand next to the bed with a glass of water, two white pills, and a note. I pick up the note and read it. Eat the pills and swallow the water to get rid of your hangover. I take the pills and jug down the water. I finally see my clothes on top of the bed with a piece of paper on top. Ash, Here are your clothes. I have the keys to the chastity padlocks. If you want out of them, come to these coordinates 34.452678, -119.676809 at 8PM tonight. Love, Cass P. S. Feel free to let yourself out. I put my clothes on and stuff the note in my pocket. I walk out into the hallway and start to look for Casey. There’s a door next to the room I walked out of, and I open it to see Casey in the same situation. He’s lying down on a doggy bed with a harness around his slim, tan waist. His little cock is trapped inside of a case. I can only assume his ass is stuffed as well. His slender body is completely nude otherwise. I can’t help but look over his body as I rush over to him and wake him up. He’s just so beautiful. “Casey, wake up!” I shake him as his eyes begin to open. My throat is still sore. “Uhhh..” he sighs as he opens his eyes. He too has some white pasty stuff all over his face. “My head… Ohh… My throat hurts.” “Casey, you’ve got to get up. We need to get out of here,” I say as I shake him. He finally sits up and his face squinches in pain. “Ahh, my ass!” He starts to freak out once he notices the harness and the cage. “Hurry up and put your clothes on and let's leave.” I pull him up to his feet and help him get his clothes on. There are the same pills on the bedside table and I have him take them and drink the water. As we quickly make our way out of the house, a few other boys who are kind of like us walk out of other rooms with embarrassing, bewildered looks on their faces. We walk back to our dorm in silence. Once we arrive, neither Logan or Devin is there. “Should we talk about what happened last night?” I ask. “We got duped and humiliated… What’s there to talk about?” he replies. “Well for starters the contraptions they locked us in and of course the note they left us. If we want these things off we have to go to this location at 8PM,” I explain. “It’s not like we have a choice…” he mumbles. “We could go to the school board,” I say. “And endure immense humiliation? And what about retaliation?” he asks. “You’re right… I suppose it could get much worse…” “Let’s face it… We’re screwed! We just have to do what they tell us to do for now,” Casey says as he starts to cry. I pull him into a hug and his arms tighten around me. “I… I just really wanted to believe that they liked us… I wanted a girlfriend so bad!” he sobs. “It’s okay Case, let’s just get through tonight… Maybe everything will work out in the end, who knows…” --- We spend the rest of the morning cleaning ourselves up and finally decide to take a long nap, however, with the things lodged up our asses, it’s hard to get any sleep. We spend the rest of the day dreading what’s going to happen tonight. I look up the location in google maps and it’s a park in the middle of the woods. What could they possibly want with us out there? Casey and I have some pretty horrid ideas on the possibilities they have plan for us out there. He thinks they’re going to leave us out there naked. I hope that’s not the case. It’s getting close to 8PM, Casey and I decide we should finally head out there. We get in his car and he drives us to the park, which is almost 30 mins away. We finally arrive and there are other boys waiting there also. A few girls as well. Everyone looks just as nervous as we are. We make our way over to the group. “Does anyone know why they made us come out here?” I ask. “Chase thinks they’re going to murder us and drink our blood!” One of the few girls says trepidly. She’s got long brunette hair and pale white skin. She’s beautiful. “Yeah, fucking right. Obviously, this is part of the pledge process to get in the sorority,” says a boy with jet black hair. “They’re just trying to scare us.” “Well… it’s 8 o’clock… Where are they?” another boy asks. The sun is now touching the horizon and twilight is taking over the sky, giving it a purplish red hue. All of a sudden a hooded figure appears in the opening of the woods. It has on a dark black cloak with a black mask. It signals us to follow. We all look at each other. The boy with the jet black hair boldly made his way toward the figure. Hesitantly we all followed him. We trail the cloaked figure deep into the woods as darkness takes over the night. A chill runs down my back, it feels like we’re being watched. I look back at Casey and he looks just as scared as I feel. The figure stops in the middle of the trail. It points out in the woods, we all try to see what it’s pointing at. Suddenly something comes up behind me and pulls a cloth over my head… I can’t see! They grabbed me by the waist and slammed me down on the ground and pinned my arms behind my back. I can feel them tie my wrists up. Now they’re wrapping something tight around my neck. I can feel the fabric of my clothes being torn off and the next thing I know I’m pulled to my feet, completely naked and I’m being pulled by the thing bound around my neck. This can’t be happening! We must have walked for miles before they force me on my knees. I feel an intense heat against my skin. Finally, they pull the cloth off my head and a huge fire almost blinds me. Before I can even react, some kind of ring is jammed in my mouth, forcing it open. I can feel them strap it behind my head. I finally get a chance to look around and I see all the others also bound and naked. They also have a harness on and a cage around their cocks. The girls have a different type of harness. The cloaked figure steps out from behind me. “You’re all here because you’ve been chosen to get the chance to join our Sorority Alpha Kappa Beta. Tonight is your initiation to become a pledge,” the cloaked figure says in a femininely familiar voice. “Each pledge will have a master and must do whatever the master commands,” the cloaked figure continues. “There will be tasks the pledges must accomplish in order to complete the pledge process and become a member.” “The pledges must wear a collar at all times along with the clothes provided for them by their master.” They’re going to make us wear these collars all the time, even during class? “Disobedience will result in punishment, and if necessary, removal from the pledge process along with complete and utter humiliation. Make no mistake, if you make any move against the Sorority we will ruin you.” Each of the cloaked figures gets in front of one of the pledges. The one who talked makes their way over to me. “Pledges! Meet your new master…” she says as she takes off her mask to uncover the beautiful face of Cass. Then she lets the cloak fall down from her naked body and reveals one of the biggest cocks I’ve ever seen. Easily 11 or 12 inches. Three times as big as my own. She grabs a handful of my hair and slowly brings my face towards that monster snake of hers. I can’t believe this is happening. The head of her cock slowly makes it’s way past the ring keeping my mouth open and slides over my tongue. I can taste the musky, saltiness of her cock as it drips precum over my tongue. This isn’t how I imagined my first blow job going. I didn’t think I would be the one with a dick in my mouth. I look up at her as she slowly inches more of her member in my mouth. She looks down into my eyes with a possessive expression of lust and desire. One hand grips a handful of my hair and the other softly strokes my cheek as she slowly starts to gyrate her hips bringing her dick in and out of my mouth. She rubs it back and forth over my tongue. Every now and then she pushes the head of her cock against the entrance to my throat causing me to gag. I look up at her and plead for mercy with my water filled eyes. For a second, I thought I saw a hint of red flash through her eyes, but before I could look deeper she rams her cock down my throat. I gag and groan as my nose touches a small patch of hair neatly trimmed in a triangle shape just above her cock. Her balls slap against my chin. I can’t breathe! I’m completely at her mercy. Finally, she pulls out of my throat, allowing me to get some air. But not for long… She plunges her cock back down my throat and this time she starts to fuck my face. Fast, long and hard strokes, slamming her cock in and out of my throat. I can hear moans escape her lips as tears escape my eyes. I can feel her cock grow stiff and suddenly it starts to pulse. An explosion of cum shoots down my throat. She pulls the head of her cock out into my mouth and erupts as more cum covers my tongue, instantly filling it to the brim. Some of her jiz spurts out past the ring and dribbles down my chin. Finally, she pulls her cock out and shoots one last load all over my face, marking me as hers. She bends down and kisses my forehead. “From now on you’re all mine,” she whispers in my ear. I look around to see all the others endure the same fate. Casey still has Aly’s dick down his throat as she pinches his nose shut with a sadistic grin. Finally, I see her head tilt back and I can only assume she just shot a load down his throat. She also pulls out and paints his face with her white jiz. Cass forces my head back towards her and I turn my gaze up into her eyes. “Are you going to be a good girl and do exactly as I say?” I quickly nod my head yes. “That’s my girl.” Wait… Did she just refer to me as a girl? Before I can even think about it, she grabs the leash attached to my collar and pulls me up to my feet. Then her hands move behind my head and she undoes the binding to the gag keeping my mouth open. As soon as it pops free from my mouth, I try to adjust my jaw and relieve the soreness. She wipes up the jizz on my face with her fingers and pushes them in my mouth. Without thinking I lick them up. With both of her hands holding my face, she then pulls me into a deep and passionate kiss. My heart flutters in my chest. I’ve never been kissed like this before and my knees grow weak because of it. Her thumbs softly stroke my cheeks as her tongue does indescribable things to the inside of my mouth. She finally pulls back and looks into my eyes. “Don’t worry my pet, I’m going to take good care of you. I promise.” Her hand falls down to my ass and gives it a good squeeze, sending jolts of lightning through my core. She then pulls me behind her as she leads me over to a bush. She has me wait there whiles she puts on her clothes. “What about me?” I impulsively ask. “Can please have some clothes?” She looks back at me with a devilish smile as she finishes putting on her clothes. “Don’t worry, I have some clothes for you back at the parking lot,” she says as she grabs my leash and yanks me behind her. I notice some of the other members putting on their clothes and dragging the pledges, following us out. Alyson and Casey are right behind us. We continue down the path until we reach the lot we arrived at. Now there are several large vans parked with other some other girls there. Cass walks up to one of them. “Make sure you all put out the fire and get the keys from the pledges. Clean up their rags as well. They might have some of their possessions in them. Then move their cars back to the house.” “Yes, Mistress,” she says as the girls carry out her orders. “And bring out the clothes for the pledges,” Cass orders. “Right away, Mistress.” The girl rushes over to the van and opens the side door. There are three boxes inside. Cass, unbinds my hands and walks over to the van and opens the boxes up, dragging me behind her. She then pulls out a red skirt, a button up blouse, a pair of white panties and a matching bra along with white stockings. “Put these on,” she says as she hands them to me. I look down at the girl’s clothing and then back up at her. “You want me to wear these?” I ask in shock. “Isn’t that what I just said,” she says with annoyance. “For how cute you are, you sure aren’t the sharpest tool in the shed.” “I can’t wear those, they’re for girls!” I say defiantly. “And that’s what you are from now on, my little girly slut,” she says with a demonic smile. “Either wear these clothes or nothing at all, the choice is yours.” I consider the options and decide I better do as she says. I hesitantly grab the clothes from her. “What about the harness and the thing on my dick? You said if we came here you’ll take them off?” I ask. “Trust me, you’re going to want to keep the butt plug in that ass until we get back to the house, it’ll keep that ass stretched so it won’t hurt as bad when I stick my dick up it,” she smiles widely. Suddenly my knees grow weak at the thought of her shoving that massive dick up my ass. There’s no way it’ll fit. I can’t believe this is happening. “As far as the chastity cage around the pathetic thing you call a dick, I might take that off before I rail your ass if you’re a good girl. Now get those clothes on.” I obey her and put on the bra. It fits tightly against my chest. I then try to put on the soft white panties. I almost fall over as the plug shifts when I lift my leg, but she grabs me just in time. “Huhhh, let me do this…” she sighs, grabbing the panties from me. She then bends down and lifts my leg up. I grab her shoulder for support as she slips the panties on and lifts up my other leg to do the same. She pulls them up over my ass and they fit snuggly. She then lifts me up and sits me down on the van. She grabs my foot and grabs the stockings from. She gets the foot all the way in one of the stockings and brings it up to my knee. Her fingers trace up my skin, sending shivers through me. She then does the same to the other leg. She pulls me out of the van and pulls the stockings halfway up my thighs. I look up into her eyes and for a split second, I see a hint of compassion as looks down at me. She grabs the skirt from me and bends down. I lift my leg up as I grab her should once more and allow her to slip it on and I do the same for the for the other leg. She pulls it up to my waist and zips up the back. I’ve never felt so vulnerable. She grabs the blouse and I hold out my arm as she slips it on and then she slips it on the other arm. She starts to button it up, only leaving a few at the top unbuttoned. Finally, she tucks the blouse into my skirt. I’ve never felt so intimate with someone as I did with Cass as she dressed me up. “There, now don’t you look adorable,” she says as she looks over my body. It’s humiliating being dressed up as a girl. I also feel something else as Cass brushes her hand up against my cheek. She pulls me in for another kiss, slipping her tongue in between my lips. Finally, she breaks off. “Don’t think I’m going to dress you up every time.” She breaks away and looks over at the group. “Let’s head back to the house, everyone pile into the vans,” she commands. She grabs my leash and pulls me behind her as she gets into the van. She takes a seat on against the window and pulls me into her lap. Her hand runs under my skirt and grabs my ass cheek. Alyson sits down next to us and pulls Casey on her lap. Casey looks absolutely gorgeous dressed up in girls clothing. He literally looks like a natural girl with short blonde hair. Our eyes connect and I see the embarrassment in his expression. Cass continues to play with my ass. “That went better than I planned,” she says to Alyson. “Yes! I couldn’t agree more!” Alyson says as her hands travel up Casey’s skirt. A girl gets in the driver’s seat of the van and starts it up. As soon as everyone is situated we take off. “I can’t wait to pop my little girl’s cherry tonight.” Casey’s eyes go wide at the implication. “I know, Ashley’s ass was so tight, I could barely fit the butt plug inside of it,” Cass says as she gives my ass a good squeeze. “Hmmm, I just got an idea. It’s a long drive back, let’s make our pets make out with each other.” “Oh my god! That’s a wonderful idea,” Alyson agrees. Both Casey and I look at them and then at each other. “Come on, don’t be shy. Show your masters how much you want to please us,” Cass says. I look at Casey as he meets my gaze. We’re both nervous as we lean towards each other. I close my eyes as our lips touch. His lips are so soft. I reach up and place my hand on the soft skin of his neck and he grabs my arm. Our tongues meet as our lips open up. I feel Cass’s dick twitch against my ass as Casey caresses my face. We continue to make out passionately for the next few minutes. Before I know it, we’ve arrived back at the house. At this point, Casey and I are seriously getting into each other. Our tongues are intertwined in a dance as our hands explore each other’s body. “Well, that was hot,” Cass says as we break apart from each other. Casey advert’s his eyes, as his cheeks turn a deep red. I do as well and I can feel an intense heat inside me. The door to the van slides open and we get out of the van. Cass immediately pulls my leash, dragging me behind her as she beelines into the house and up the stairs. I can hardly keep up with her, but I have no choice as the leash tugs at my collar, lugging me behind her. As we enter her room, she forces me onto the bed. She pulls out a set of keys from a draw in her desk. Figures… It was there all along. She then grabs my feet and pulls me to her and flips up my skirt as I lie there on my back. “Since you’ve been such a good girl and I want you to enjoy this just as much as I will, I’ll free your tiny little pecker and allow you to cum while I fuck your ass.” “Thank you!” I almost shout. She pulls down the panties enough to reveal my caged penis. She then unlocks the padlock to the cage and opens it up, freeing my little dick. She then pulls out the catheter which hurts like hell and elicits a scream of agony from my lips. Before I have a chance to breathe, she grabs me a flips me onto my stomach and pulls my legs off the bed, bending me over the edge. She yanks the underwear down to my knees. I can feel her grasp the padlock and stick in the key to unlock it. She takes the harness off along with my panties. Finally, she pulls out the butt plug with a loud pop. I feel a void where the plug once was. “Oh my, your ass is still so tight,” she says giggling. She gives my ass a soft spank and then grabs both buttcheeks with her hands and squeezes them. Then she spreads them apart and kneels down leaning in. I feel her tongue slide into my gaping asshole. Slowly she starts to lavish my rectum in spit. Licking deep inside my butt. She gives my ass one more spank before getting back on her feet. I look back at her as she starts to take off her clothes, she has one of the best asses I’ve ever laid eyes on. Her breasts are nice and supple and once more she releases that monster of a cock. She spits on her hand and rubs it all over her shaft. Then she presses it against my sphincter. Even with having the buttplug in my ass all day, it’s still not stretched opened wide enough to accommodate her python. I grab hold of her sheets as I bite my lip. “It really hurts!” I cry out. “Oh don’t worry babe, it’ll only hurt for just a little longer,” she says as she leans down, presses her breasts against my back and kisses my neck. “Just relax and breathe,” she whispers in my ear. Finally, the head of her cock pops inside my asshole. She holds it there for a few minutes, allowing me to adjust. “There we go, now that I’m inside, it shouldn’t hurt as bad.” She slowly starts to sink her cock inside of me, spreading my ass open far more than the butt plug ever did. I pant and groan, trying to breathe as her cock conquers my ass. “God you’re just so adorable, I can’t get enough of you,” she whispers and plants a kiss on my cheek. I bit down on the sheets as her log reaches much deeper than the plug. “Just breathe, I promise it’ll feel much better.” I took in a deep breath as she continued to sink her meat inside of me. “There, that a girl. I’m all the way inside. That wasn’t so bad, was it?” I slowly let out the air inside my lungs as she fully held her dick balls deep inside my asshole. She ran her hand through my hair. She lightly kissed my neck as her other hand slide down my arm all the way to my hand, interlocking her fingers with mine. Slowly she started to pull her dick out a few inches and then gently pushes it back in as she continues to kiss me softly. “Don’t worry, babe, I’ll take it slow until it starts to feel good. Then I’ll fuck you like the slut you are.” She gyrates her hips back and forth at a slow and steady pace. The pain slowly starts to subside. I can feel every inch of her cock inside me as she slides it in and out of my rear. Her dick keeps rubbing up against a really sensitive spot, sending ripples of pleasure up my spine. A moan escapes my lips and my knees started to buckle. “Now you’re starting to like it, aren’t you Ashley?” She slowly pulls out her cock, leaving just the tip inside. “Y… Yess… Oooooh…” She slams her cock all the way to the hilt inside me. Shockwaves of pleasure mixed with pain erupt inside of me. “Do you want me to start fucking you like the dirty little whore you truly are?” She asks as she pulls back once more. “Yyyesss! Fuck me!” She slaps my ass hard. “Is that how you address your master?” “I’mm Sooo SOrrry. Pleasssee Fuuck meee, Masterr!!!” Cass let nothing back and truly taught me the meaning of the word fuck. She began to slam her cock deep inside of me without any mercy or remorse. “Take it my dirty little slut! You’re my bitch from now on! Got that?” Her cock continues to pummel my asshole. My little penis is painfully hard and I can feel I’m on the edge. “Yes, Master! I’m your sluuuut! Fuuck mee! Pleeasse Fuuck meeee!” I scream as loud as I can as I reach my hand down to tug my tiny pecker. “No, you don’t!” She yanks my hand away and pins both of my wrists above my head. “You can only cum from my dick inside your ass, you fucking whore!” “Yeess Master! I’m sorrrry, sooo soorrry Maaster!” I moan as she pounds my boy cunt harder. I can feel her cock get even harder as mine erupts, spurting up a lot of pent-up cum all over her sheets. My ass clenches down on her cock, sending her over the edge. “Fucking Aahhh Fuuuck! I’m going to drop a load deep inside your ass, you little cumdumpster.” She slams her cock as deep as she can and explodes inside me. I can feel a hot liquid fill my bowels. She continues to spew her hot load, painting the inside of me with her sticky seed. Finally, she collapses on top of me. “Holy fuck, that was one of the best fucks I’ve had in a long time. You really are a slut.” She gives my ass a good slap as she finally pulls out of me, leaving a sticky trail of cum rushing out of my ass. She pulls me down and rubs my face in my own cum. “Now clean up your mess, you dirty little slut.” Without hesitation, I begin to lick the sticky, cum slick sheets. “Good girl.” She takes off my shirt and mini-skirt. Then she pulls me up into her arms as she lays down on the bed. “Normally I’d make you sleep in your little dog bed over there in the corner, but tonight I’ll make an exception since I just took your virginity and you’ve been such a good girl,” she whispers in my ear as her hand comes up and caresses my cheek. She then pulls me in for an intimate kiss. She breaks away and looks deep into my eyes. “Ash, I know this is a lot to handle, having your life flipped upside down, but I do really like you and I truly don’t want to hurt you. I’m sorry for all those humiliating things I forced you to do, but you have to understand… As queen of this sorority, I have to set the example for everyone else. If they see any weakness at all, then they won’t obey me.” “Do you understand?” Her voice is so soft and soothing and the way she strokes my cheek puts me at ease. “Yes Master,” I whisper. She gently plants a kiss on my forehead. “When we’re alone like this, you don’t have to call me Master. But you better make sure to address me as such in public. Now get some rest.” Her hand holds my head close to her breast and I slip into her warm embrace as sleep overtakes me. --- “Rrruuuhhhh,” I wake up to feeling a deep pressure in my ass. As if my butthole is being ripped open. I open my eyes to see the familiar room that belongs to Cass, my new master… “Good morning my favorite little-redheaded buttslut,” Cass whispers in my ear. “Sorry for the lack of lube, I just couldn’t resist this perfect ass of yours… well, technically it belongs to me. You belong to me from now on.” She kisses the nape of my neck as she wraps her arms around me. Her hands take a journey of discovery up and down my body as that battering ram she calls a cock tries to break into my back door. Tears begin to well up as the head of her cock pops in. “I promise, I’ll make it up to you later for the painal you’re going to endure this morning.” She continues to press her cock deeper inside of me, reconquering my abused asshole. It hurts so bad. “Please Cass, can we please try some lube…” I squeal as her dick brutally reopens my little butthole up. “Fine… It’s hard to say no to your cute little pleas.” She rips her dick out and I finally have some relief to my poor, throbbing asshole. She leans over to her bedside table and opens the drawer pulling out a bottle of lube. I let out a gasp as a cold liquid seeps into my rear. She starts messaging my little starfish, eventually sticking her finger inside me. I hear another glob being squirted into her hand and I look back to watch her rub it on her dick as she sits there on the side of the bed. This woman has been my tormentor for over the last 24 hours and yet I feel something towards her I’ve never felt before. She’s humiliated me, forced me to suck her giant cock and stuffed that python up my ass and now she’s all I can think about. I have so many mixed feelings towards her. There’s no doubt she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, but possibly the cruelest as well. And yet I feel like, deep down, she truly cares. I reach over and wrap my fingers around the base of her cock and she looks over at me with surprise. I bite my lip as I can feel myself blush. She stares deep into my eyes. She places her hand at the back of my head as I start to stroke her big meaty shaft. She pulls me in for an intimate kiss. Her tongue slips between my lips and she passionately discovers the inside of my mouth. She pulls me back by my hair. “I knew you were a slut.” She pushes me back on my stomach and straddles my thighs. I can feel the head of her anaconda sink in between my plush ass cheeks. This time it pops right into my lubed up butthole. I still feel an immense amount of pressure, but it’s nowhere near as painful as before. This time she doesn’t let me adjust. She sends her cock plummeting deep inside of me. I feel her balls slap against my own smaller set. Without a second hesitation, she starts to fuck me… Hard! “Oooooooohhh!” I cry out as she slams her dick in and out of me. Each thrust rubs up against that magical spot sending jolts of pleasure right through me. As she pulls out, my ass tries to suck it back in and she happily obliges by sinking it into the depths of me. She grabs a handful of hair and pulls my head back as her other hand slides underneath me and grabs my neck. “Ohh who do you belong to?” she moans into my ear. My cock is already hard and ready to erupt at any moment. It’s so hard to resist the urge to touch it, but I don’t want to give her any reason to put that cage back on. “Youu! Maaster!” I groan out as her dick pummels into me. “That’s right, you’re all mine,” she gasps. “Fuck, I’m going to cum.” She bites down hard on my neck as she explodes into me causing me to spew onto the sheets. I scream out in both pain and pleasure as blood starts to trickle down from her bite. My mind blows into a flash of memories as she unloads what feels like a gallon of cum inside of me. Immediately she pulls out and releases my neck from her teeth. “You need to get out!” “What?!” I ask as I look back at her in complete shock. She won’t even look at me. “Get the fuck out, NOW!” she yells as she wipes up the blood from her mouth with her finger and examines it. “Get your clothes and leave, I’ll find you later.” I hurry up and grab the girlish clothes she’s forced me to wear as I hold my neck to stop the bleeding. Cum drips from my asshole as I get up from her bed. “I’m sorry Ash,” she says as I leave. I look back at her trying to figure out what I did wrong, but she still won’t look at me. I’m so embarrassed and confused. “Did I do something wrong?” I ask. “You need to leave the house immediately! NOW!” she screams at me. Without a second hesitation, I walk out of her room as tears start to well up in my eyes. I barely manage to get my clothes on as blood stains my white shirt and cum still falls out of my ass, soaking up my panties. I can’t help but cry as I leave the house and make my way back to the dorm. Check out my other stories to discover more of the Phoenix Fictional Universe. I would recommend starting with High School Reunion!

Well Sunday has finally arrived. I was hoping to actually be able to enjoy at least one day to myself, maybe enjoy some gaming or just relax in peace and quiet for once. It's just... my life has become anything but peaceful at moment. Ever since that incident happened, when my big sister Samantha discovered my hidden fetish of seeing girls using the bathroom, via the pictures I keep on my cellphone, my life has completely changed & spiraled out of control... or rather it is my hormones that are continuously being manipulated & controlled, and it's Samantha who is pulling all the strings. Is that really a bad thing though? I mean ever since she's learned about my fetish, she's allowed me to put my face between her legs, and drink her warm precious liquids as she's pissed right into my mouth. God I loved it so much every time she did that. It was great. Wait, what am I thinking? This isn't right. This is a terrible situation for me to be in. What makes things even worst, is that Samantha told our childhood friend Cindy who I've always liked about this hidden desire. She even formulated a plan to where Cindy would be able to watch her do it, as she pissed right into my mouth right in front of her to see. She saw me happily & obediently get down on my knees, crawl up between my sisters legs, and keep my mouth open and swallow over & over, as Samantha pissed her warm pussy water directly into my mouth. I can't believe this is happening to me. Cindy even joined in the situation that took place with my sister, and called me over after Samantha had finished, to put my face between her legs, and drink her hot liquid straight from her pussy lips as well. And what they both did with those bottles they both peed inside of... that was completely despicable. I actually drink that much of both of their hot piss down like that. I even belched out loud off of their piss from drinking so much it... damn it. This can't continue any longer. What does Cindy even think of me after all of that? She probably thinks I'm some weirdo or freak because of all this... but she did willingly join in right? Could it be that she thinks it's not so bad for me to enjoy that sort of thing? I just hope she'll still be my friend after all the events that's taken place. Now I am walking over to where Cindy is staying. I received a call from her earlier today, she sounded quite upset like something was really bothering her. She's currently staying in a sorority house that is not too far away from Samantha's and my apartment. It's only about a 20 minute walk, and now the whole time I'm thinking of what I can possibly say to Cindy, when I finally see her in person once again. I just hope she's not mad after the terrible things she's seen me do. I just hope that... she still wants to be my friend after everything. Strolling up the walkway to Cindy's sorority house, I admire at how nice the place really is. Very clean looking, the environment in front of the house is very well-kept, the house is made of brick, with multiple large windows out front, as it appears to be a 2 story building. There are four large white columns which appear to be holding up what looks like a balcony in the front, harboring a nice large wooden door on the lower level. I'm actually kind of surprised as to how quiet the area is. You'd figure a place as nice as this, there'd be lots of the girls here just hanging around. I walk up to the door gathering my thoughts, and push what appears to be a fancy designed golden-colored doorbell off to the left side of the door. I notice the classic chime of the doorbell ringing within the building, and then what appears to be footsteps running to the door. I take one last deep breath as I hear the sound of locks turning from within inside, the door opens immediately see Cindy quickly peering around, before opening it entirely. "Cindy I..." are the only words that I'm able to say, before she jumps out at me and kisses me directly on the lips. She instantly gives a warm loving hug holding tightly on to me, though completely in disbelief towards her reaction my arms almost instinctively go around her as well. "Hey you made it. Let's go inside." Cindy immediately tells me. Pulling me into the house with both of her hands, holding onto both of my own. Once both of us are inside the house, Cindy quickly locks the front door, and I instantly start marveling at what I see. The inside of the sorority house is immaculate. Clean wooden floors, a very large dinner table, very comfortable looking sofas & seating surrounding a large flat-screen TV, and a long winding staircase heading towards the upstairs. I don't have too long to look around, before Cindy starts guiding me upstairs. Slowly pulling me behind her heading directly towards the staircase, I no longer focus on the inside of the house, as I'm now completely entranced as to what is directly in front of me... or rather what isn't. Cindy isn't even wearing any pants, just a slightly long gray t-shirt & some white panties of which I'm getting glances at, as her round butt swishes left in right mere inches from my face. God I just want to bury my face in her butt I can't help but think, suddenly Cindy stops causing my face to actually bump right into her bottom. Shocked, I instantly try to pull my face off her rear, but she just starts rubbing her ass left & right against my face, as if she's letting me know she did this completely on purpose. "Hnnnnnnn.." I moan out as she keeps wiping her panty-covered behind onto my face. I get little whiffs of her natural feminine fragrances over & over, as her musky pussy and ass scent through her underwear seeps into my nostrils. Her natural womanly fragrances completely entice my senses. I don't want my face to leave her butt, as I notice I'm starting to grow an erection inside my pants from this. Cindy giggles out a little bit, and starts guiding me up the staircase again even further. Finally at the top of the staircase, there is a hallway with multiple doors on the left and the right. Guiding me through the third door on the right, it's apparent this must be the bedroom Cindy shares with another sorority member. It is definitely a girls bedroom, as it is quite clean & colorful in it's splendor. Lots of bright colors of purple, light blue, and pink everywhere... I almost had to wipe my eyes, to take in everything I was seeing. It was then I noticed something was very wrong indeed. One of the beds looked as if it had caved in on it's side, like someone had to of landed too hard onto it, causing it to sink in on it's side. "I don't know what happened. I was just having fun. I was bouncing up and down on my bed, because I had the whole house all to myself for a change, and the bed just fell to the ground on it's side." Cindy told me. "It's OK I'm certain I can put it back together." I reassured her. Walking over to Cindy's bed, I get down on my knees and look underneath it. Sure enough a couple of the boards had slipped off alignment, and simply needed to be set back in placed. I heard Cindy giggling, I looked back at her to see what was up. "You've got a cute butt." She said while smiling at me. That actually made my heart jump a bit. I guess she's not that freaked out as to what happened between her, Samantha, & I back at the apartment... thank goodness. I move her soft mattress and box spring off to the side a bit, giving me room enough to reach down & pick up the fallen base boards, and set them back into place. Putting Cindy's bed back together, I make sure to push down on it, to make sure it's fixed properly once again. "Here you go. It's all fixed." I tell her, as Cindy's face lights up with happiness. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you so much Dan!" Cindy exclaims. Walking over to her bed, she pushes down on it as to test it's sturdiness. She looks somewhat unsure. Pressing down on it even more so, Cindy has an almost troubled expression. "You know uh... there's only one way, to know if it's fixed for sure." Cindy says. She then turns towards me, giving a downright seductive look, as she then walks slowly even closer. "But I think I know how we can do it." she says directly in front of me. "H-how?" I nervously respond. It was then it really set in with me. I was actually in the bedroom of the girl I had always liked my entire life. I muster a tiny, not fully-confident smile at her, Cindy then slides one of her hands into my pants, the other reaching upward towards the back of my head pulling it downwards towards her, pressing herself onto me while locking her lips onto my own. My senses are completely overloaded, as her tongue starts dancing across my own. One of her hands is pulling on my cock over and over, her other hand is holding my head in position to where she can kiss me all she wants. The taste of her tongue and saliva in my mouth, my cock growing wildly in her grasp, it's almost too much for me to handle. She then backs off of me leaving a long saliva strange from between our lips, still keeping her other hand inside of my pants. "Mmmmm Samantha was right, you DO like it when a woman takes control." Cindy says, never breaking eyes contact with me. "Your thing was jumping around like crazy... and it still is Danny." My face starts burning red with embarrassment, and my dick is throbbing rapidly inside of Cindy's warm hand. I try to say something to her, but all I can do is look down and try to think of what to say to her. "No... of course not... I-" is all that I can say before Cindy gently cuts me off. "Yes you do, you REALLY get turned on, when a woman is in complete control over you. Don't you Danny?" Cindy says again. Her words causes my cock to go even tighter in her hand. Telling the truth for me without me even having to admit it. I couldn't lie in this position, I was so horny being controlled by Cindy in her own bedroom. "Get down on your knees for me Danny." Cindy tells me to do, she then slowly lets go of my throbbing penis & slides her hand from inside my pants. Knowing to myself I would do anything for Cindy, I just do as I'm told, and get down onto one of my knees on her floor. "Both of them, you know that." Cindy says to me, I instantly rush to get onto both of my knees in her bedroom, and I look up at her quietly completely under her spell. "That was rude, you know better. Now apologize to me for that Danny." Cindy says, I'm almost completely in a trance when she calls me "Danny", it's something only my SISTER usually says. Cindy's words flow right through me, all I can do is happily be obedient towards her. "I.. I'm sorry Cindy. I didn't mean to be rude." I say up toward her. My cock is throbbing along with my heartbeat. "Every time us girls tell you to get down on your knees, you should get down on both of them without question always." she says. She then walks right over to me, giving me quite a sight, as I can look directly up her shirt. Her white panties are in plain view, but what's more I can see she isn't wearing any kind of bra. My face is completely fixated on what I'm seeing, I nearly start to salivate looking at her from below. "What are you looking at Danny?" Cindy asks. She then throws one of her legs over my shoulder. I can't even speak as Cindy who's always been so beautiful to me, is giving me the greatest view ever of her panties & her tits. I can see her pink nipples, and all I want to do is lick every inch of her. "Is there anything you'd like to confess Danny?" Cindy asks me. "You're in the perfect position to tell me right now. Is it true you've always liked me like Samantha said?" She then pushes her underwear even more into my face, causing my head to tilt back with each press against my face My body & mind nearly go completely numb. I can't even see anything but Cindy panties hitting me in the face. Her feminine fragrances bombarding my senses over and over, Cindy smells soooo good. I notice her panties feel slightly moist against my face, the aroma emitting from between her legs cause me to nearly lose control. "What do you want to confess to me Danny?" Cindy says, as she then steps back from me, turns around, and bends over in front of me, reaching back pulling her butt open and closed in her underwear. "YES IT'S TRUE! I'VE ALWAYS LIKED YOU CINDY! WILL YOU PLEASE BE MY GIRLFRIEND!?" I finally blurt out. Looking down in shame, unable to believe I finally confessed how I really felt about her all this time. "Well I am a little older than you. Are you OK with that Danny?" she asked. Still rubbing her panties and behind right in front of my face. "Yes, yes, GOD YES." I respond. Licking my lips right afterward, staring at the entirety of her ass. "If you want to be my boyfriend, you need to please me whenever and however I need it." she ordered. "I promise... I promise... I'll do anything. I'll always do my best to make you completely satisfied Cindy." I affirm her, knowing I meant every single word of what I just said. "Mmmmm I knew you would say that." she responded. Cindy was in complete control the entire time, she was merely getting me to confess what she wanted to hear. Cindy then slowly starts pulling her panties downward. She get them down to around knees, she then places her hands up onto her thighs. "Come here Danny... You need to lick your girlfriend's ass." Cindy commands. My heart jumps for joy, as I quickly crawl over towards her. I can really smell the rich fragrances of Cindy's pussy and her asshole without even burying my face in them, thick smelling and feminine, both her scents smell tart but better than any flower on earth to me. I slowly & carefully run both my hands, from the bottom of her legs, up to her thighs & her soft cute butt. The feeling of her soft skin is incredible. I can hear Cindy slightly moaning, as I savor each moment she allows me to rub all over her behind. "Now... Pull my ass open Danny! Do it for me right now!" Cindy commands. I instantly do as she says, taking my thumbs and placing them into the crack of her ass. I pull her butt open exposing her pink tucked-in asshole with the slightly brown off coloration of her ass crack. Her pussy is just as beautiful as I remember from that time in the apartment. Her natural blonde pubic hairs slightly covering the pink lips of her pussy. Her aroma even stronger, as both holes are completely exposed. "What do you think of your girlfriend's ass Danny? Does it smell good back there?" Cindy asks. "God it's fucking incredible Cindy. I love the way your ass looks & smells." I tell her. "That's a good boyfriend. You need to lick them though. You need to always clean your girlfriend's pussy and butt with your TONGUE. That's what I want right now Danny." she says without missing a beat. Cindy is in complete control, and she knows I'd do anything she tells me to do. "Y-yes... anytime. Anytime you need." I agree. I slowly push my face completely in Cindy's ass, My nose rubbing directly against her asshole. I couldn't believe I was smelling Cindy's ass directly. The tart smell of her butt had my mind absolutely spinning. It was dirty smelling but feminine. I knew it was her ass I was smelling, but I couldn't be happier in this position. My mouth had direct access to her moist vaginal lips, my tongue was meticulously gliding up and down between them. Up and down my tongue carefully traversed, each time nearing her clit, I made sure to lash out against it with my tongue. Making sure to keep her ass open, whenever my tongue made it to Cindy ass, I made sure to slip my tongue inside of her hole just a little. Cindy's body was apparently agreeing with my technique, as her breaths became more and more frequent. "Mmmmmm... does it taste good back there Danny? You like eating your girlfriend's pussy & butt don't you? She moaned out. "Mm hmm." is all I could respond. I continued going up and down the length of her pussy and her rump, my tongue and my mouth getting steadily wetter all over, from the mix of my spit and her natural juices spreading across my face. This taste mixed into my senses, Cindy's tart asshole, her liquids slowly leaking from her vagina, I didn't want to stop drinking and smelling her. I was hopelessly addicted to it. "Oh my god... don't stop... don't STOP DANNY I'M GOING T-" Cindy started to scream out. Her ass started backing backwards over and over against my mouth. I took each thrust of her butt, and continued to lick everything she had back there. Her voice completely filled the room as her orgasm hit. I felt her entire body shaking, as I sipped and slowly licked up and down her calming nether regions. Still nursing on both of her private parts, the sounds of her moaning in delight was the most beautiful sounds I could have ever heard. I had pleased the girl I've always wanted, and now she'd let me eat her ass and her pussy whenever she needed. "God that was good Danny. You will be eating me out a LOT from now on do you hear me?" Cindy stated. "Anytime... Anytime you feel that you need it Cindy. I'll glad clean your holes out for you." I respond as obediently as possible. "I... I think I need to pee though." Cindy said. Her words shot completely through to my soul. I didn't know how to respond to what she just said, I know I'd gladly accept that too if she were willing to give it to me. "You need to drink it for me too. If you're going to be my boyfriend from now on, you need to drink my pee anytime it needs to come out." Cindy exclaimed. It didn't even seem as if I had any say so in this matter. It's true that I just ate her pussy and her butt, and even though... it's my deepest rooted fetish, I should still be able to object to this... but I can't say anything. I WANT to taste it again. "Will you drink it again for me Danny? I remember how much you loved the taste of it it last time you did." Cindy says. Still looking at her beautiful ass, my shame is almost completely gone. I know if this persists & she talks about peeing just a little more, I'll end up showing her how much I'd love to drink her piss, and swallow down as much as she can give me. Just... hopefully she doesn't push this. "Danny...? Please, I've really gotta pee right now. Will you help me let it out by drinking it for me? It's a lot. I don't think I can make it to the bathroom. I can feel it. It's about to come out of my pussy." Cindy said. Her words touched the inner most parts of me, all control and inhibition completely left my body after that. "Please let me drink it Cindy. Please let me drink your piss for you. I don't care if it's hot. I love how it tastes soooo so much, I'll drink every bit that comes out of you. I promise, I'll always ALWAYS drink it down." I pleaded. Cindy giggled out loud as she stood back up straight and turned to face me, she then instructed me to take off the jacket & shirt I was wearing. I did as I was told & took them both off, and handed them over to her as she told me. "Pull my panties down for me Danny. I don't want my undies to get all soggy." she commanded while smiling. Fixing my gaze to Cindy's panties down at her thighs, I reach out towards them and grip it at each side of the elastic band. I can feel Cindy's gaze looking down upon me, as I pulled her panties down to her knees, and finally getting them to the floor. I look back up at Cindy who is still smiling down at me, she then steps out of her underwear & walks over to her bed, still holding my shirt & jacket in both of her hands. She lays both of them down on top of her bed almost halfway up, spreading them out near each other. Cindy then proceeds to crawl up onto her bed, she then turns and places her butt onto my jacket, spreading her legs while staring at me. "Come and get it Danny. Your girlfriend wants to give you her piss." Cindy says to me seductively. I immediately crawl over to her getting between her legs, she then reaches down to her pussy with one of her hands, and spreads her lips open right in front of my face. "Wait! I want to record this while it happens. It'll be our first time as a couple. Go get my cellphone off of my nightstand, and give to me." Cindy says. I slip back from between her legs, stand up and quickly & go to retrieve the phone for her, I hurry back to the footing of her bed, kneel back down, and hand it over to her. The warm heat of her vagina is a welcome feel on my face again. Cindy keeps her cellphone pointed at me, as she turns it on and activates the video recorder app on it. "Wait...not like this. I want to make this a little more kinky." Cindy says. She then turns her body onto it's side to my left. Raising her left leg upward a little, she presses her left thigh against my forehead a bit. "It's about to come out Danny. Get your mouth nice and close, so you don't spill any onto your jacket." Cindy tells me. I lower my mouth as close to her pussy as I can, and stick my tongue out as far as possible, to taste the first drops she is about to emit. I know she's pointing her phone at me recording me doing this, recording me wanting to drink the piss that's about to come out between her legs, but I don't even care as being able to taste her hot watery urine is the only thing I desire. "It... It's coming out Danny. I'm going to soak your face just like Samantha did." Cindy murmurs. My eyes light up in surprise looking up towards Cindy's face. It was then a stream of Cindy's warm piss shot out, hitting my teeth & upper lip darting across the left side of my face. Oh my god Samantha actually SENT Cindy those pictures from yesterday, where sat on top of my face and got me all soggy from her pussy cum. "Noooooo drink it!. Don't let any of it get on my bed Danny!" Cindy cried out. I instantly adjusted my mouth to get it directly in the path of her stream. It's deep watery piss flavor instantly bombarded my senses. Hot, tart, slightly salty, and really water in it's flavor, different in it's taste from her piss that she made me drink in my apartment. I swallowed the first bit, still feeling the line of piss she shot out, that marked the left side of my face. The pressure from her piss coming out intensified, as it shot even further into my mouth hitting it's roof, and splashing into different directions inside. The wet *HISSSSSSSS* grew even louder, as Cindy's breathing became obviously more and more intense. She must have been enjoying this just as much as I did. I made sure to open my eyes and stare towards her, as she was still fixating the camera right on my face. I raised my tongue up and let her piss line strike the back of it, causing it to fall directly into the bottom of my mouth. I quickly closed my lips to swallow the bit I had inside while squinting a little, as Cindy piss was pelting me in my face. Cindy laughed quietly between her heavy breaths, as I quickly opened my mouth back up to catch her powerful stream. I opened my mouth back up, and the stream quickly flew back inside. I welcomed every moment of this, allowing Cindy to piss as much as she wanted directly inside. I was in a completely blissful state, my eyes still closed mostly, my mouth wide open, and the flavor of her hot watery urine completely overflowing my mouth causing me to swallow it loudly once again. Cindy's stream was starting to dissipate and lower in pressure, I was able to open my eyes back up, and moved my face closer to her adorable pussy lips to get every last bit. I let the slight stream fly back directly in mouth, and moaned off of the deep rich flavor of the last drips of Cindy's weakening piss stream. "Good boy. That's It Danny. Drink those last pee drops up from girlfriend pussy." Cindy said. I swallowed quite loudly, literally drinking and trying to siphon out every drop she had inside of her. The last of her watery drops that fell onto my tongue were super salty, I simply kept my mouth in position, letting Cindy take her time to relief herself knowing that I'd swallow every bit of her piss. "I think that's it Danny. That felt sooo good peeing in your mouth again. Did you like it?" Cindy asked. She then laid back normally again, keeping her phone's camera fixated directly on me still between her legs. I froze for a moment honestly, not knowing what to say about the pictures that Samantha had sent of her soaking my face. Extreme embarrassment started to set it. Cindy knew the full extent of how much I had pleased my sister's pussy with my mouth. "You swallowed down quite a bit Danny. Answer my question." Cindy spoke up again. Looking directly at her phone in shame I quietly gave her my response. "Y... yes." was all I could say. I was trapped in a ridiculously embarrassing situation. My mouth stinking of Cindy's piss, and her knowing what Samantha did to me the other day. I accidentally belched out loud from swallowing so much of Cindy's acidic pussy water, causing her to giggle a bit. "What was that Danny? Why did you just burp? Did you just drink something?" Cindy smiled at me, still keeping the camera directly upon me. "What did you just drink And be honest?" Cindy asks me directly. My face starting to burn in embarrassment, still feeling the stream of her urine that struck me in the face. I look directly at Cindy and answer her obediently. "I ju-... I drank your pee Cindy." I respond. Looking at her in an almost pleading way. "Again. What did you just drink down Danny?" Cindy retorts. Not satisfied with the way I acknowledged her before. "I drank your pee Cindy. I drank the piss that you just gave me." I stated. Cindy smiled and giggled a bit, obviously enjoying the way was teasing me. "Did it taste good? Do you like the way your girlfriend's pee pee tastes Danny?" she asked. Her words lighting up my hormones as my throbbing erection practically answered the question for me. My face lights up and I quickly give her my response. "It tasted great Cindy! I LOVED how your piss tastes!" I responded causing her to actually laugh out while smiling towards me. I quickly look down feeling a slight tinge of embarrassment, then back up at her knowing I said how I really felt. "You let some spill onto your jacket. You should drink that up to Danny." Cindy exclaimed. It was then I did notice there was a slight puddle of her urine in my jacket, right between her legs. I slowly lowered my head and began lapping at the puddle. Cindy making sure to record me doing this, I gratefully/hungrily lapped up the puddle of her fresh warm urine, swallowing after each lap until the puddle was there no more. "Did it taste good Danny?" Cindy asked. My heart feeling quite warm and happy I responded back to her as well. "It tasted great." I smiled, knowing I couldn't be anymore content. "Dammmmmn that was hot." I heard a voice come from behind me across the room. I instantly turned back to see a girl dressed in a cheer leading outfit, holding up a phone of her own, obviously taking pictures or a video of what I just did. A beautiful red head with her hair in a pony tail, her uniform signaled she was a cheerleader for our school. "Oh hey Tammy!" Cindy giggled, as she responded this unknown young woman. "Is this your boyfriend?" The girl responded back towards Cindy, lowering her phone as she walked on over closer to us. "Kind of... though I am sharing him in a way. What brings you back to the house?" Cindy responded. "I had forgotten something & came back, that's when I heard you two messing around in our bedroom." The young woman responded. "Sorrrryyyy, I just kinda needed him for something." Cindy said back to her. Frozen in embarrassment I couldn't even say anything, this was the worst kind of situation for me to be in. What did she see? What did she record? What did she even hear me SAY, from all that Cindy and I had just did? "He's got such a cute baby face too. I'm kinda surprised he just let you pee on him like that." She laughed. Looking completely down at me. "It's his fetish. He really likes it for a woman to dominate & pee on him like that. He even drinks all down too." Cindy explained, causing Tammy to burst out laughing for a moment, then she looked back down at me hungrily. "You already know Cindy, you're not supposed to have guests over to the house. Not without permission." Tammy said. "Sorry again. I really needed him for something." Cindy clammed up, as she must have broken a rule of the sorority house. I look up at Ms Tammy as she is bearing a wicked grin down towards me. "Geez your breath kinda smells, I can smell it way up here. What is your name...? Dan or Danny is it?" Tammy looks at me and asks. "It's Dan. Danny is kinda a pet name. It turns him on when he's called that." Cindy answers out. "Well... I could just forget everything I just saw you two do here, even though you clearly broke a rule of the house. I was just about to head to the bathroom, but I have a better idea." Tammy said confidently. "I won't tell anyone, if you let me use your boyfriend right quick. You said you ARE sharing him, and he really likes girls going to the bathroom on him right?" Tammy asks Cindy directly. "Yea, he likes it most when it goes right in his mouth." Cindy said back to Tammy. Causing Tammy to slightly burst out in joyful laughter. My shame causing me to look away. There was literally nothing I could say or do in this situation. I was clearly caught drinking Cindy's urine, and not only Cindy but her roommate both had evidence of me happily doing so. "What...? What's wrong? Don't be shy, I won't bite." Tammy said to me. I looked up towards her, and saw she was actually smiling down at me. I didn't know what to expect, it was then I remembered I still had a line of Cindy's urine across my left cheek which I immediately/urgently wiped away. Both girls giggled out loud, as they both knew what I was trying to hide. "I think it's a little too late for that Dan... no... Danny. We all know what you just did here. You're just bad... and bad boys who break the rules need to be punished." Tammy spoke down to me, with a lecturing tone. It then hit me that Tammy appeared to be slightly older than Cindy & myself, perhaps she is a junior or senior at the school. "Grab your jacket off of the bed and follow me." Tammy commanded. Cindy shuffled off from on top of my jacket, I stood up and retrieved it, and followed behind Tammy. She walked over across the room to her own bed, and turned around and looked at me. "Lay it down on the floor at the foot of my bed, then crawl up there and lay on her back with your head hanging out." Tammy told me. I had no choice and did what she said, laying my jacket on the floor, then crawling onto her bed, laying on my back with my head hanging off just a little. I noticed Cindy had followed us over as well, her eyes and camera were completely fixated onto me. Tammy pulled down the spankies of her uniform, she then step over above me causing her skirt to block my view. I noticed her spreading her legs a bit, it was then I noticed the beautiful red bush that covered up part of her vagina. "Here, spread my pussy open." The beautiful older student commanded. I took both of my hands and reached upward, feeling the texture of her pussy hair, shuffling my fingers around a bit, and then gradually parted the lips of her pussy open. Tammy reached down and hiked up her skirt a bit, allowing me to see more clearly between her legs. What a wonderful clean smell she had down there, it wasn't musky at all. Perhaps she had just taken a shower recently, very feminine and clean, she smelt like a beautiful flower between her legs. "Now. What do you want? What are you about to let me do?" Tammy spoke down to me. Still feeling like a captive in this whole situation, I was unable to respond. All I could do was look up to her in a pleading way, hoping she wasn't about to do this. "Danny I can't hear you. What are you about to let me do?" She clearly asked me again. Part of me wanted to run away in shame, but another part of me was sooo turned on. This new girl whom I've never met was probably about to use the bathroom right down onto me. I look up at her some more and simply open my mouth a bit. "Tell her Danny. Tell Tammy you want to drink her pee. It's OK." Cindy encourages me. The whole situation more embarrassing than anything I've ever went through before. This girl who is a complete stranger to me having me in this position, if she started to pee I wouldn't be able to dodge it in the least. "I... I wan-" Is all I can get out, my face starting to turn red with embarrassment & excitement. "I bet he's really hard right now. Let me check." Cindy speaks out. She then unexpectedly put her hands down my pants again, and begins tugging on my tightened cock inside. I began moaning out in sudden excitement wiggling around, Tammy laughing in delight at my awkward movements. "He is... He IS really hard." Cindy calls out. She continues pulling on my tightened dick, I then look up at Tammy is who relishing the dominant position she is having over me. I open my mouth wider signaling it's alright for her to go, she can just piss right into my mouth if she wants. As if I am pleading with her to do it, while going crazy from Cindy's hand movements in my pants. "Tell me Danny... What do you want me to do right now? Say it clearly. Say it so both Cindy and me know how much you want it." Tammy says down to me in her lecturing sort of tone. There is nothing I can do but tell her the truth, that I wouldn't mind if she'd share her piss with me, that I... would actually enjoy it. "Please Tammy! Can I drink it! Can I drink your pee for you!?" I blurt out in discomfort, both girls howl out with laughter. I'm still holding her pussy lips open, and I stick my tongue out as far as it can go, my mouth still open as wide as I can get it. The situation is horrifically embarrassing. This strange beautiful girl being asked to literally piss right into my mouth, as my new girlfriend whom I've always liked giggles & records me saying it. "Naughty boy. Again... say please can you drink it." Tammy commands. Feeling I'm going to cum, my body tensing up the more this progresses. I'm starting to not care if Tammy knows this part of me. I think... I actually WANT her to piss right in my mouth. "Tammy... will be pee for me please? I'd be really happy if you go to the bathroom right in my mouth, so I can drink all of it please OK?" I calmly state. Looking directly up at her she issues me a warm seductive smile, and her breathing starts getting heavier. I notice her pussy twitching a bit, as two drops of her urine fall directly into the back of my mouth. "Wow he caught it." Cindy exclaimed. As more of Tammy's pussy droplets started flowing out in secession. I raised my tongue up a bit as to get more of the flavor, Tammy's drops hit the tip of my tongue, sliding down into my mouth allowing me to experience the taste, of her own unique urine. Equally hot as Cindy's but the flavor was noticeably stronger. Tammy's urine had a zesty almost acidic tone to it, like hot soda her piss bubbled more and more as it cascaded down into my waiting mouth. "Naughty boy. Take more of your punishment." Tammy said down to me. The flow of her urine increased in its velocity. I had to quickly close my mouth and swallow, or the first mouthful of Tammy's urine would overflow, and fall down the floor. I gulped it down loudly twice before opening my mouth back up. Cindy laughed as she must've caught that on video. Tammy's urine hit me on the lips before getting my mouth back open to accept more of it, the acidic bubbly sensation of her urine quickly started filling my mouth up once again. Filling my mouth nearly full to the point of spilling out once more, I urgently swallowed the piss trapped inside extremely loud, taking three big swallows to get it down. My face sopping wet with Tammy's pussy water, her stream at started to diminish. I couldn't even open my eyes, my face now soaked and my mouth wide open, all I could do is be Tammy's personal toilet for the moment. Her stream continued to run into my mouth, I managed to control my swallowing of he urine without closing my mouth, and getting splashed in my face. The final few drop landed directly on my tongue, and flowed to the back of my mouth with the other remnants of her pee. "Goodness that was a lot." Tammy stated. I swallowed down the bubbling liquids I had in my mouth. It was at that moment I felt my own orgasm about to it, I started thrashing around and shouting as Tammy still stood over me, both her and Cindy laughing out at me about to cum. My orgasm hit me like a bolt of lightning, the smell of Tammy & Cindy piss together on my breath, the taste of both of them going to the bathroom right in my mouth, it was too much for me to handle. I exploded inside of my pants, moaning and crying out from sheer ecstasy. I started to shudder on top of Tammy's bed once the biggest part of it was over. Cindy removed her hand from my pants, and again started licking up some of the cum that had gotten onto it. My mind in a daze I felt like I was in another dimension, I really couldn't believe what just happened. "Naughty boy. You can't be here though. It's time for you to go home Danny." Tammy exclaimed. I got up from Tammy's bed, I grabbed my jacket from the floor, and my shirt from Cindy's bed, even though they clearly smelled like piss from these two girls, I put them on & we all headed downstairs to the door. "That really felt great Dan." Tammy said to me smiling. "Yea this was fun." Cindy said. They open up the door for me, and I head on out smiling at both of them before I leave. As soon as I get outside I start running home immediately. If anyone knew what had just happened, or had SMELLED the fragrance emitting from my clothes it would be bad news. I only hope nothing transpires from what Tammy & Cindy recorded today. My life has getting more and more out of hand lately but... this really isn't such a bad thing right?

None Before, None After By: AWC Before I say anything else, I admit that this story might sound too good to be true but I am not into getting the notoriety from anybody but to entertain and say the truth if the story is a true one. Anyhow, it is little over 4 years ago when one Saturday around noon time, I received a phone call. The person on the other end identified himself as Roger. After hello, hi; Roger asked me if it was true that my penis size was over 8 inches. I did not know Roger and the question asked by him, no doubt startled me and it won’t be wrong if I said, it angered me also. Registering the tone of my voice, Roger told me that there was nothing to be upset. I asked him, who was he and what he wanted and where he got my number. Roger was sorry but his answer had a simple logic that telling me where he got my number would cause trouble for people and if at all possible he only asked me to see him and he will explain everything. He was so apologetic and begging for a meeting that I agreed to meet him at the bus terminal waiting room next day which was a Sunday at noon time. He lived at about 15 minutes’ drive from me. We met as promised and on his asking we moved to the coffee shop across the road. During the coffee and the sandwiches, Roger told me that he was almost 48 years old. Since his younger years, he knew that he had a lot of sexual tendencies towards being gay but due to the family restraints and other societal bindings, he could never had the courage to act on these desires of having sex with men. He said that for a while only, he used a dildo but this could not satisfy his sexual needs and it was not giving any feelings like the real thing, he was looking. Like a lot of other men, he got married and spent the miserable life with a woman. Sad that about 6 months ago, his wife had an accident and she was killed. Since then he had been feeling free to act upon his desires. He very strongly refused to say the name but someone, he said to have met who had been my boy toy and this is how, he got my phone number and information about me of being interested in fucking boys and guys. Very adoringly he asked if it was true that my cock size was really as big as he was told plus if very discreetly I would do the favor to him and take his ass. He asked that if I did a favor to him and did not record the session, he would have no objection to come to my house and spend as much time as needed to satisfy my sexual needs by him. Now there was not much secrecy and privacy left to protect. I told him that I was interested in good sex and not into recording the gay activities with anybody and did promise him, never to violate his privacy. Roger took the oath that he would not tell anybody including the guy who had been my fuck toy and gave Roger, my contact number. I tried one more excuse and told him that I was not prejudice for age nor I discriminated depending on the age but it was my choice and so far although I had fucked many boys but never had a mature guy for fucking and told Roger that he should try to give his ass to a guy of his age for more fun and pleasure but he came back telling me that he had a virgin ass and definitely as tight as I preferred and this made my cock to jump in my jeans. I thought a lot but finally the tight virgin ass was winning all the arguments. We decided to meet after a week and I asked him to call me and stay in touch to find out if there was any change in the program. Just to satisfy his curiosity, I opened up my zipper and pulled out my length, almost full hard and he very prudently dropped his pen and had to bend under the table to pick it and he also saw my pride and superior cock and balls to satisfy his urge of an eye candy. Very eager and keen, Roger called me almost daily during the week we were waiting for our sex session. I knew, Roger was only making sure to remind me that I had committed to fuck him and would not reverse my decision. He said that he will bring the lube and the condoms. I felt like telling him that I would rather prefer to fuck him with naked cock, enjoying his virgin ass but decided not to alarm Roger and let him feel more comfortable and relaxed during his first fucking experience. Finally the day came. Honestly I was as keen to do this as anybody would. I had not fucked a virgin ass in ages and now I had the chance. Roger showed up. He was decently tall, as I noticed for the first time, with short dark black very thin hair. Surprisingly he had very few grey hair. I could notice that he did not know, what to say or do as all this was new to him but we both knew, I was almost an expert and had a very famous music playing to entertain him and set the tone as well. Roger was showing the signs of being nervous and also the feelings of a bottom anticipating something very big to happen to him. He was surely going to get fucked by a maestro of this field. I sensed that he was too new to initiate anything and moved closer to him to kiss him. After couple minutes of kissing him, I leaned on to him while sitting on the sofa and unzipped my pants, pulling it down. I am sure, Roger was awaiting to see my manly sex muscle once again. Very swiftly he got on his knees between my legs to worship my semi limp cock like a decent Christian and took me in his mouth for sucking. As he sucked, my cock loved it and began growing to be even better than he expected. After realizing that I was fully erect to almost 8 ½ -- 9 inches, he decided to have fun with it to the max and letting me know that he was willing to try to take it all when the time came. He was looking up in my eyes and nodding, asking me to push it in because it was all new for him but he was ready to do it. He was slurping my pre cum and I am sure, his wife sure had loved him sucking her clitoris and slurping her leaking gooey lube. He was being very attentive to licking my balls all around to compensate for being unable to deep throat me. By now, he was also turning hard, growing to at least healthy 5—5 ½ inches and also leaking some pre cum. I am sure he was getting a bit anxious for the mouthful of my juices as a result of the care he was giving to my sexy bamboo. I placed a hand under his chin, raised his head off my cock and told him that I was going to flood his mouth if he did not stop for a moment and gave me a chance to recover and offered to deliver my load in his ass and he said, “Sure” and began spreading some KY Jelly with his finger in and the surroundings of his ass hole and asked me to cover my dick with the condoms, he brought while he waited the experience of have a real life feel of my cock in his virgin ass hole. My finger was making its way into Roger’s asshole but I am surely, he was eagerly waiting for the feeling of a real cock in his hole. I smeared the lube all around his asshole by moving my finger inside him and then let him feel my shaft in between his ass cheeks. I had started moving my 8’’ rigid cock up and down his ass crack. Roger was also helping by moving with the set motion pace. Then I smeared some lube on my condom covered cock and gently lowered myself to his asshole making him feel my dickhead pushing against his puckering. The thickness was not looking easy to slide into his body but I pushed very hard and all of a sudden my dangerous looking head poked in his rectum, needless to say Roger did not feel it comfortable and screamed and stopped me pushing into his ass any more. I could see a serious blemish on his face as he looked in my eyes, telling me to take it easy as he had never had a man’s cock inside him before. I was comforting him but he was stressing me to stop because it was hurting him bad. I knew the hurting in his ass but wanted to assure him that just like playing with a dildo inside him, he would be feeling very good very soon. I began fucking Roger gently and softly with almost half of my length only making him believe that finally it was happening and it was very right and good feeling to have. More I fucked him, more of my length was getting inside his body and I was fucking him brisk now. My balls were slapping his balls as my thrusting became longer inside him producing very musical noise due to the lubrication used over the rubber to make us both excited and fuck much harder and faster picking up the rhythm and the pace. Roger was really enjoying by now and had moved towards the edge of the sofa, with his hands on the sofa and the body still on the floor. As expected, Roger was asking for a harder and deeper non-stop fucking while his ass enjoyed the feeling of slow expansion, scrapped like a mining machine inside his asshole with my digging cock, fucking him pretty hard. My body weight was increasing on Roger’s ass with every thrust he took inside and also seemed to enjoy very much, obvious from the tone of his moans of satisfaction. By now, I was shoving all of my 8—9 inches inside him, hitting his prostate to make him feel damn good. I could feel my saliva thickening in my mouth as a symbol of my ecstatic level at that moment and Roger was thrusting himself back at my dick while I pushed and slid out of his ass. This kept on going. My orgasm had paused for a while and I was enjoying fucking Roger and his joyous asshole. Roger’s orgasm had begun gathering in his balls and he was asking for much deeper and faster fucking as he jerked himself with a fury. Soon he was squirting his seed all over the sofa. His ass squeezed my cock with each convulsion he had, making me fuck him still harder and keep going strong. Now I could feel stirring in my balls but Roger stopped working my cock as I announced that I was getting closer. Within minutes, Rogers yelled to feel the warmth of my sex juice in his ass through the condom. I was definitely having severe spasmodic contractions and exploding but did not know that abnormally harsh fucking had broken the condom and my sperm was spilling out of it into his ass. To avoid the panic, I softly told Roger that the condom had broken and the maximum damage it could do was to impregnate him with my babies. The joke relieved all the tension and worries for Roger and he was asking to have larger feeling of hot cum in his ass but was also very desirous of tasting the cum in his mouth. My cock was still dribbling and I had yet not lost the stiffness, making it easier to pull out and give it in his mouth to suck and milk out the remaining juices for tasting. Roger’s sucking quickly caused me to have another erection hard and stiff enough to fuck him more. Roger was groaning and hoping for his wish to be granted. I made him lay on his back and with his legs raised up and back towards his head, I pushed his knees to be as close to his ears making him fold almost in half. Roger’s ass was raised off the rug on the floor and I was once again pushing to go into his ass. Now I was fucking him with an intent, purpose and resolve. It took me good 15 minutes of thrashing, raw rough fucking Roger with slow full cock strokes and fast hard almost half cock strokes. He was moaning and groaning appreciating, enjoying getting fucked and making me fuck him and enjoying as much by squeezing his ass ring on my shaft. Feeling my ejaculation coming in less than a minute, I asked Roger if he wanted the load in his mouth or in his ass. He sighed and mumbled that if he could decide, it would rather be in his ass but the taste….. And with that I pulled out and Roger turned really fast to catch my load on his tongue. I provided him 2 huge squirts in his mouth and then with same urgency I went back into his ass and shot at least 3 more squirts deep in his ass and then some dribbling also continued filling his ass with my hot sex fluid warming his fuck tunnel to feel slimy and well lubricated to his core, like he desired. Finally I was quite well drained and limp to pull out of his hole. Roger claimed that he loved it very much and asked me how I felt fucking his virgin ass. I told him that we had to do it few more times to give my honest opinion. It is very obvious that it was not my last meeting with Roger but of course, he was the only 40 plus man I had ever fucked, none before and none after. I am a choosy person and I choose the young ones for repeated sexual pleasures. Of course, looking at the bright side, fucking an older man was great fun to think of even today. Please send comments. AWC February 13, 2021.

We were both quite tired, so she was laying behind me, with her head on my shoulder. We were just sitting there, watching some movie on the television i wasnt really sure what it was, all i could think about was Katie. I mean she was a cute girl, she was 16, with blonde hair, down to her shoulders with red highlights in it, she had blue eyes, most girls would die for. She had high cheek bones, that made her look older than she was. She was 5'6, about 120 pounds. She had perfect tits, she was a 36C, not to big, yet not small. She had on a pair of black shorts that barely covered her round ass. With a wife beater on. That was tight on her, to were i could see her tits. I had been watching her all night, getting turned on, when she walked. She was just so beautiful, she looked so innocent, yet, so fuckable. I loved it. I was finally trying to control myself, when all of a sudden, i feel Katies hand on my thigh, moving up close to my panties. I jumped, startled. And i layed on my back, looking at her. "What are you doing, Katie?" Katie, turned beat red, looking away from me, "Im sorry, Nicole, you just looked so beautiful. And i couldnt help myself. I wont do it again." Then, for some reason, i go so turned on by it, i looked into her beautful eyes, kissing her on the lips, hard. I then climbed on top of her, sliding my tongue in between her lips, my tongue rolling over hers. Sucking on it gently, as i run my hand up, the side of her leg, up the side of her shorts, and up to her stomach. Sliding my hand up the bottom of the shirt. i look at her, "Katie, are you sure, u want to do this?" She smiles at me, Kissing me on the lips, as she reaches down, and puts my hand on top of my hand, grabbing it. Placing it on top of her breast. "What do you think now, Nicole?" I slowly slid down her body a little bit, kissing her on the nape of the neck, as i continue rubbing her breast, not hard, but enough to make her moan. i bite her neck softly, sucking on it, wanting to leave a love bit. As i slowly start raising up her shirt, to expose her beautiful breast. I make her raise up, to pull it off, as her breast fall down, i slowly grab the right one with my right hand, pinching her very hardened nipple, i twist it around in my index and thumb. As i putting her left nipple in my mouth, Sucking on it gently. Biting it. As i slowly caress the other one, Hearing her moan loudly. i was getting so turned on by her moaning. And i knew she was, so i slide my hands down, inside of her shorts, kissing her stomach. As i slide the shorts off. Seeing her body completely naked was amazing. She looked absolutely gourgeous. Her pussywas completely shaven, which was totally hot. i put two of my fingers into my mouth, covering them with saliva, as i slowly started rubbing her clit,I then took her pussy lips with my other hand, seperating them, so i can insert the two fingers, convered in my saliva. Slowly pressing them inside of her, i hear her moaning. I take my mouth, and cover her nipples again, biting on it, totally driving her crazy. i press my fingers, deep inside of her, pressing faster, making her hips buck. I then feel her body totally tense up, as she came all over my mouth. I had never felt so hungry for the cum like this before. It was amazing. I continued rolling my tongue inside of her, licking every last bit of her up. Slowly blowing on her pussy..Mumbling the abc'swith my tongue against her pussy (which i had learned was a great trick, a great way to get a girl very wet, which was exactly what i wanted to do again). I made her get extremely wet, as i sucked on her clit, as i ran my fingers up along her clit, taking her juices and rubbing them along her asshole. I was making her moan, louder than before, which was making me so damn wet, i loved it. I had never been so turned on in my life. Here i had dreamed about eating katie out forever. Even though she was my bestfriend, she had the most perfect body, and i just felt so comfortable with her, she was definetly the person, i always fantasized about, and here my dream was coming true. I slowly ran my index finger on the outside of her pussy lips, slowly, shoving it deep inside of her, taking it out, so i could lick her juices off of my finger again, covering it in saliva. As i gave her clit a long kiss, i shoved my index finger, deep inside of her ass, making her moan, yet, totally shocking her. She seemed to like it, as she relaxed, i pressed it deeper inside of her, as i stuck my tongue deep inside of her yet again. She yelled out my name, excitedly. I had never felt so much love for her before. I mean, yes she was my bestfriend, and i loved her like a bestfriend, and sometimes more, when i was masturbating to her. But right now, I was so in love with her. Maybe it was lust, but i wanted this to last forever. I continued pouding my finger into her ass, as i rapidly flung my tongue in and out of her soaking wet pussy, i then took my free hand, and run it up to her breast, rubbing them gently, trying to get her to cum again soon. I wanted to taste her.. I needed to taste her so bad... I just wanted this moment to last forever.. Me tasting how amazing she tasted, everything... once again, i felt her body tense up, as she came all over.. i took most of it in my mouth, tasting it, and then keep some in my mouth, as i went up and kissed her, directly on the lips. Making her taste her own sweet juices. She then pulled my shirt over my head, as my body was still on top of her, i was on all fours. She went down, and pulled my huge breast (im a 40dd) out of my bra, as she stares at them for a minute, between, placing her face completely in the middle of them, rubbing them against her face, turning to one side, sucking on the inside of my breast, making me so much wetter than i was. My panties by now were completely soaked. *!*!*!*if i should continue this story, lemme a comment and let me know, and i will put a 2nd part to it.. otherwise, ill just stop it here. If i get 10 comments to continue it. Then i will finish. Otherwise, its not going to happen*!*!*!*

Volume 1 2 Boys 2 Girl Cousins I used to spend my summer vacations in the country at my Grandparents Farm. It was a large place lots of woods and a cool pond. I got to work on the neighbors farms helping to bale hay, or drive the tractor when it was wheat and oat harvest time. Lots of chores and got paid for it too. Most of the time it was just me at the farm, but sometimes other cousins would come for a week or so. I had been there about 2 weeks, was eating breakfast and Grandma said that my cousin Tony would be coming Saturday for a couple weeks. I liked that because Tony was one of my suck buddy cousins. I knew we would have lots of private time to fool around. Saturday arrived and so did Tony, it had been about 6months since I saw him last, we both have grown some. We went to the barn and up into the hay loft. Was not long before we started talking sex stuff. I told Tony about how I got to see our cousin Julie at my house a while back. Tony, Doug & I had had fun with her when before so. He was curious how she has changed, I said she has some cute little titties, and she has pubic hair too. He said well I have pubic hair too, I said me too. We moved some hay and made some tunnels, opened up a large are that was completely surrounded about four bales deep. Kind of a hiding place. We talked about when we skinny dipped a couple summers ago here a the farm and how it was Grandmas Suggestion that made us think to do it. It was the 3 of us boys. It was the first time I got the other 2 to pee on me too. Damn I still love that piss play. Grandma rang the bell and it was time for lunch, we headed for the house and saw her coming out, she said you boys can eat out here, wash up. So we sat at the picnic table and ate and joked and talked, seemed like it always turned to sex stuff, Maybe because we were teen boys. Grandma brought out a piece of cake for us both, then she said you boys going skinny dipping this afternoon? Funny thing about Grandma is she said whatever came to mind, and she sure was not shy about it. We said maybe it's pretty hot. Tony and I played around lots that week, the fun part about going to the pond to skinny dip was we were already naked. Now when I think about it I doubt Grandma would have cared if we were naked all the time, she never said but she just was that kind of person. I was able to get Tony to shower me almost anytime I wanted it (and that was often) He was not into getting peed on like me, but he would pee on me. His thing was getting jacked and sucked, something I was happy to do for him. Friday came and after lunch we were mowing the yard for Grandpa so he did not have to do it Saturday. We finished up and hosed off the sweat, Grandma brought us some Lemonade and we sat at the table under the tree in the shade. Grandma said that one of our Aunts had called and that she was bringing Julie and another cousin out later today. I asked which other cousin she said Kim. I said oh. Grandma went in and I said to Tony, fuck Kim is like a year and a half older than us, she is snooty, no way we will get to play with Julie this time. We were bummed, then we decided to go swim, we went in and grabbed the beach towels from the rack, told Grandma where we would be, She said I see you are not wearing your bathing suits, we said yep skinny dipping is too much fun and off we went. We got to the dock and were naked before you could say the word naked. Damn nudity was fun (still is actually) We jumped into the pond and swam for the floating dock. We horsed around and floated in the tubes. This was the longest we had been naked together and not doing sex stuff. I said when did you see Kim last? Tony said it had been back around Thanksgiving, I said me too. We were in our own world, then we hear a voice yell... Hey Patrick, Hey Tony, it was Julie and Kim on the fucking dock. Both of us in the tubes floating and naked, for me Julie was not a problem but what about Kim? Tony said what the fuck we are naked. I said yep we sure are, maybe we can get them to go back to the house and we can meet them there. I said hey girls can we meet you back at the house? Julie said why? I said well we do not have any clothes on and well Kim is here too you know. Julie said Kim is no problem I told her what we do at night, I said you told her all of it? She said yes, she is curious too. Now things were getting more interesting 2 boys 2 girls and Kim being older and wiser, haha. I said you gonna' swim too? She said yep we brought towels of our own, she said funny Grandma asked if we were going to skinny dip too..... I asked well what did you tell her? I told her we were, now my little dick was starting to feel sparks. Tony yelled well come on in and swim out to the float. The two of them sat on the edge of the dock and started the process of disrobing, girls are so funny they took off pieces of clothing and folded them so nicely, not us boys take them off and toss them. We watched from about 150 feet in our tubes, piece by piece the girls got naked. I had never expected Kim to do this kind of stuff, Julie was cute Kim was getting to be gorgeous. From our vantage point was watched as they finally took off their tops and then Julie and her training bra and Kim and her bra. Cute titties damn, I said Tony you boned, he said hell yes. Now naked the girls jumped in and swam to the float, we paddled our way to the float and joined them. Now were were all getting an up close and personal look at each other. The girls were checking us out and we were checking them out. No hiding our boners for sure. The girls laughed and said I guess you like what you see, we both said we do how bout you and they replied yes we do too. We sat down crossed legged in a circle, I was surprised that Kim was so open and not more modest, not complaining for sure. As we made small talk my mind went to wondering if she would play tonight in our rooms, pretty sure Julie would but Kim was unknown. Kim sure had changed since the last time I saw her, never thought I would be able to do anything sexual with her for sure. Out of the blue Kim says have either of you had sex with a girl yet? Both of us said if you mean fucking NO. I said did Julie tell you want we have done? She said yes and that's pretty far for a young boy to do. I said I love doing it to boys or girls. She said so your not only lick pussy you suck a guy too? I said yes whenever I can I do. She said will you do Tony NOW? I looked a Tony and he was kind of WTF.... Then I said well Tony, he said I guess. I said so you want to watch me suck his dick? She said yes. I said if I do what will you do in exchange? She said how bout Julie and I play for you? I was like hell yes. So I told Tony to get up, I turned around a bit stretched my legs out and had him walk towards me and straddle my legs, there it was his dick in my face, I opened my mouth and pulled him toward me, Julie and Kim moved so they could watch from the side. I bobbed in and out on his dick. He was a bit bigger than me, he was maybe 5 or 5½” not a real big girth. He as easy to take, I could put my face into his pubic bone and completely swallow him. I had done it many times before. The girls were so into it, they giggled and commented, Julie asked what if he shoot his juice? On an outward stroke I pulled off and said when he does I will drink it. Then I went back to getting him off, it was only about 5 more minutes and I could feel him get harder and he started to pump, he grabbed my head and pulled it into his crotch, I knew he was close, and he blew his load. Kim said did he do it? I slowly pulled off licking every bit of juice, I swallowed hard and then said yep his stuff is in my belly now. Tony moved and sat down then laid back, I said how was it and he said it was great. I was now wondering what Kim was going to do. Kim said wow that is the first time I have seen a guy suck another dick. Then she said I did not think you were gay, I said I am not gay (not that there is anything wrong with it) I said I like dicks and pussy. She said like 50/50, I said yep I would say so. She said so you would do things to me if I let you? I said yes I would but I have never fucked and would not because I would be afraid of getting you pregnant. Kim is much bolder than I expected for sure. She said so would you kiss me down there? I said I do it for Julie I would do it for you if you wanted, then I said we will see tonight okay? She said okay we will see. Then I said well what are you going to do for Tony and me now? She said watch. Then she told Julie lay down, then she spread her legs and bent them up at the knees. She wasted no time and she went right into Julie's pussy with her tongue, she licked munched and licked more, she took two fingers into her mouth and got them wet, then she slipped them into Julie's wet pussy, Fuck I was hard as a rock and Tony was back up too. She worked and worked on Julie never letting up, She worked her fingers, she knew something I did not know for sure, soon Julie was moaning and she had her orgasm..... and she seemed to lose control and pee a really good amount. It was so hot, then without missing a beat Kim turned around and sat up, she was facing us, her tits were so pretty, and her bush was hot too. She proceeded to rub her pussy, she wet her fingers and then inserted them, she worked her pussy hard. She sure knew how to get off and she did, both Tony and I did too right there in front of her. Tony and I both had cum in our hand, we were sitting the in awe, she reached over ran her fingers through my cum, tasted it and the Tony's cum and tasted it. I thought this is going to be a really wild week ahead, we finished up jumped in and washed off, swam back to the dock, dried off and got dressed. Walked back to the house not really saying much at all except we sure had fun. We got back to the house and went in, Grandma was in the kitchen, she said you kids have fun? We said yep we did it is so much fun out there, then Grandma said did ya' all skinny dip? We said kind of sheepishly uh-huh. We went into the family room and turned on the TV knowing dinner would be soon as Grandpa got home from work.

Intro: I’m Mike Brewer and my wife is Stacey. I’m 36, 6’1 about 220 with short black hair, a beard and a little bit of a belly. I workout often and it shows but I also like to drink a cold beer after work. Stacey is 5’4 about 130 with long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, 36D tits and an ass that won’t quit. She works out often and is a former softball player. We have three kids, our oldest Danny just finished his junior year of high school. He plays football and has a nice muscular build, standing about 5’9 and 190 with medium length dark hair. Our middle daughter Steph is a year younger and a cheerleader, she’s 5’3 weighs about 115 with hair and eyes like her mom. She’s got C cup tits and a perky tight little ass that she shows off as often as she can. Our youngest Sarah is one year younger than Steph and is already turning into a knockout. She has long brown hair with green eyes a thick little ass like her mom and is already sporting a perky full pair of B cup tits. She’s right around 5 feet and 100 pounds. Like her mom she’s very into softball. It was a typical Saturday morning. I was sitting at the kitchen table having a cup of coffee, enjoying the quiet before my three high schoolers woke up. My wife Stacey was in the study enjoying her coffee as well. We have been married for 18 years. We met in high school and got married right after we graduated. Stacey and I have a pretty active sex life, she’s always had a high sex drive and since we’re pretty much the only people we’ve ever been with we believe in keeping things spicy in the bedroom. We have a bunch of toys, love to go to strip clubs and enjoy watching porn together. We openly discuss our fantasies and try to live them out. But after three kids things can get a little slow in the bedroom. Danny came into the kitchen wearing his usual basketball shorts and nothing else, as he was making himself something to eat Sarah came in gave me a kiss and went to find something to eat as well. Sarah was wearing just a tshirt and as she reached for a bowl I could tell that’s all she had on. After getting a good view of ass cheeks peeking out I quickly averted my gaze back to my coffee. We’ve always been pretty open in our house with respect to what we wear. After all it’s our house and we should all be able to be comfortable, but that doesn’t mean it’s always easy especially with three sexy women parading around the house with very little on. “Where’s Steph?” I asked the other two knowing she was still probably fast asleep. “She’s still in bed daddy, she was up late last night.” Sarah informed me. Since it was summer vacation and a weekend I didn’t care too much about when they went to sleep or woke up. Stacey came in to get another cup of coffee wearing a pair of silk shorts that hugged her ass almost like a second skin with her ass cheeks hanging out and a tank top that just covered her tits. As usually she wasn’t wearing a bra, she hardly ever wore one or panties, and at home she never wore either. The sight of her standing next to Steph sent the blood rush to my seven inch cock. After she poured her coffee she bent over and gave me a kiss, “good morning honey.” “Good morning baby,” I said as I noticed Danny looking at her ass and a noticeable bulge growing in his shorts. He quickly sat down to hide but I’d already noticed. “What’s on the agenda today hun?” I asked hoping for a relaxing day. “I’m going shopping with my sister and Candice in a few hours.” “Great so that means the rest of us can just relax today. Sitting by the pool with a few beers sounds like the perfect way to spend a summer Saturday.” I said. “As long as it’s not too many beers, my sister’s gonna stay for dinner.” She informed me. I was ok with that because her sister was a sexy little thing. She was a little taller than Stacey and her ass wasn’t quite as nice but she had huge tits that she loved showing off especially after a few drinks in the hot tub. I told the kids to go ahead and do whatever they wanted today and they both wanted to hang out and swim as well so I told them to go upstairs and get changed and I’d meet them out back. As soon as they were gone Stacey leaned in and gave me a more passionate kiss. The bulge in my pants started growing and when she noticed she wrapped her hand around it under my robe and began stroking me. “I hope you plan on finishing what you started before you head out.” I told her as my cock was now at full attention in her hand. “Let’s go upstairs and I’ll take care of you before I have to get ready.” And with that we were up and out of the kitchen. “I just want to check on Steph real quick, I’ll be right behind you.” I told her as she continued to our bedroom at the end of the hall opposite the kids rooms. I quietly opened Steph’s door and peaked in, and what I saw made my cock harder, if that was even possible. There was my daughter asleep in bed with her shirt pulled over her tits and a dildo still in her pussy. I walked in to cover her up but I couldn’t resist the urge to check out her body before I did. Her tits were perky as any I’d ever seen and her nipples stood up hard and tall. Her little pussy had no hair anywhere and I could just see her clit peeking out begging for attention. I quickly covered her up and shut the door on my way out. As I entered my bedroom Stacey was on the bed naked and using one of her vibrators on her clit. “Took you long enough. Is everything ok?” She asked. “Everything is fine babe. But dammit I need to fuck you right now.” I stripped off my robe and was now naked and rock hard. I climbed onto the bed and while Stacey was still playing with her clit I brought my throbbing cock to her lips. She let her tongue dart out and circle my head, licking up the pre cum that had already oozed out. As soon as she took my head in her mouth I began face fucking her. She had almost no gag reflex and loved a good hard blow job. After a few minutes I could feel my balls start to tighten and I knew I was close to cumming. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and began kissing and licking my way down her body. I paid extra attention to her nipples which drives her wild. Once I was in between her legs I moved her vibrator and began sucking her clit for all I was worth. It didn’t take long before she was about to cum so I stopped and started tongue fucking her pussy hole, then I made my way to her tight little asshole. As I lapped at her ass she began moaning loudly and covered her face with a pillow. I licked my way back up to her clit while fingering both her holes. She erupted in my mouth and before her orgasm subsided I rammed my cock inside her pussy. This brought on another intense orgasm and with her pussy clenching my throbbing cock I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. After a few more thrusts I pulled out of her pussy as shoved my cock back into her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could but my cum started running down her chin and onto her tits. She scooped up all the cum from her body and greedily fed it to herself. As we lay there trying to catch our breath she looked at me and said, “wow! Not that I’m complaining but what got into you?” “I think between seeing you in practically nothing this morning, Sarah walking around with her ass hanging out and what I saw in Stephs room I was just extra horny.” I then explained to her what I saw in our middle child’s room. “It was still inside her?” Stacey asked. “Yup she must have fallen asleep right after she came.” I told her. “So it wasn’t really me that had you all worked up, it was the young sexy girls we have running around the house?” She knew she turned me on more than any other woman ever could but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t need some reassurance sometimes. “Oh no baby it’s you, I was turned on from the minute I saw you walk into the kitchen this morning. You know anything you wear that shows off that perfect ass gets my cocks attention, and apparently not just mine.” I told her. “What are you talking about, not just yours?” She asked. “Well when you bent over to kiss me Danny was right behind you and with the way those shorts ride up I’m sure he got a good view of his moms ass and maybe a little more. The poor kid started getting hard right in the kitchen. I just pretended not to notice.” She thought for a second and said, “you know the kids are getting older now, do you think we should start covering ourselves up more?” “Hell no!” I told her. “We’ve always been this way and I don’t think we could convince the kids to be more modest at home. They enjoy the freedom of wearing whatever they want here.” That’s when I think things changed. Stacey got this devilish look in her eyes and said “good, I don’t want to cover up, in fact I think we should wear even less. It sounds really bad but I like the idea that I can make a good looking young man like Danny hard by just the sight of me, and it clearly turns you on seeing the girls in very little. I asked her, “does this make us horrible people and parents?” “No.” She said, “we’ve always been open with our bodies and we’re not doing anything to the kids, this is just another way to keep our sex life interesting.” After about an hour of laying out by the pool Steph finally emerged wearing a thin wrap over her bathing suit. She eyed me suspiciously but just smiled and said “good morning daddy.” I raised my beer can to her and took another drink, as she took off her wrap I almost choked on my beer. She was wearing one of the skimpiest bikinis I’ve ever seen. Her nipples were barely covered by two tiny triangle pieces of cloth and her ass was on full display with just a thin string between her firm ass cheeks. I was about to say something when I remembered mine and Stacey’s conversation earlier so I just kept quiet and tried not to get caught staring. “Not fair!” I heard Sarah shout. “Why does she get to wear that and I’m stuck wearing this bikini that covers up everything? I want one like hers!” “You’re too young for something like this Sarah, and besides I bought this with my own money.” Steph told her giggling slightly at the thought of her little sister in her full coverage bikini. “Well if I can’t buy one I’ll just figure something else out,” Sarah said with a little smirk on her face, and just like that she took her bottoms off and threw them at Steph. By this time Danny was hypnotized to his sisters and there was no hiding the massive erection he had. As soon as he noticed it he sprinted into the pool. Steph watched him the whole way and I could tell by her sight smile she was enjoying what she was doing to her brother. I decided to go inside and make some lunch for everyone. When I brought the tray of sandwiches out back I saw Danny sitting in the corner of the pool looking very uncomfortable but I didn’t see the girls. Suddenly I heard them crash through the water and realized why Danny looked the way he did. They were both swimming completely naked. “Lunch is ready!” I yelled hoping they’d cover up while we ate to give Danny a brake. That’s not at all that happened, they both came out of the pool and sat down to eat without even putting a towel on. Danny informed us that he wasn’t hungry and I told him I’d put his food in the fridge for later and gave him a wink to let him know I understood. “So you girls sure seem comfortable,” I joked hoping to remind them they were both naked as the day they were born. “I know daddy, but what I was wearing wasn’t covering much anyway, and when Sarah took her bottoms off she told me how good it felt to swim naked and she was right. Besides we’re always running around the house is practically nothing all the time, Sarah and I see each other naked a lot and I’ve seen your robe open more than once daddy.” I turned a little red but had no comeback. “Alright you bring up some valid points, and I guess it’s not a problem as long as it’s only with the family, when we have other guests over everyone needs to be a little more modest. Understood?” The girls squealed and hugged their naked bodies against me in three way hug and my cock almost ripped out of my shorts. Danny had finally gotten himself calmed down and joined us for lunch, although he never let his eyes stray from his plate. “Come on Danny why don’t you get naked and swim too? It’s so nice and relaxing.” Sarah clearly wanted to see what her big brothers cock looked like when it wasn’t hiding under his shorts. I told Sarah to leave her brother alone and that if and when he feels comfortable he’ll join in on the fun. After lunch the kids all went back in the pool and I went back to my beer. I tried enjoying a baseball game on my iPad but I couldn’t stop watching my girls in the pool. I must have been really focused because I didn’t hear Stacey and her sister Ashley come in. “This is something different!” I heard Ash exclaim. “Oh shit!” I thought, I forgot she was coming over for dinner. Before I could say anything Stacey chimed in and told her sister about how when we’re at home we want the kids to be as comfortable as possible and if that means swimming naked then so be it. “Danny doesn’t look too comfortable,” Ash giggled as she said it. “Well you’d be uncomfortable too if you were in a pool with two naked girls and you had an erection.” Stacey could clearly see through the water enough to see the bulge in her sons shorts. “They’re his sisters though,” Ash was trying to make it seem wrong but I could tell by her rock hard nipples poking through her thin shirt that she was enjoying the scene. “His cock doesn’t know that sis,” Stacey was also noticeably turned on by the sight. Ash turned to her big sister and said “maybe we should join in on the fun, it’s been forever since we went skinny dipping.” “Maybe later, after dinner and the kids are inside for the night, I don’t want to give Danny a heart attack with four naked women.” Stacey chuckled. “Hmm, ya you’re probably right. Are you and your not so little friend gonna join in too Mike?” Ash asked as she patted the bulge in my pants. “Depends on how much I have to drink,” I joked. “Aunt Ashley!” Steph screamed as she realized her aunt was in the backyard. She ran out of the pool and wrapped a towel around herself before she hugged her aunt, Sarah was close behind only she didn’t bother with the towel. “Sarah, you got me all wet. And my clothes are damp too.” Ash joked although Sarah didn’t quite understand the pun. Steph giggled and Stacey just shook her head. “Alright kids 20 more minutes then it’s time to get out and get ready for dinner.” Stacey shouted. The girls jumped back in the pool and I went to get the BBQ ready. The girls wore nothing but their towels as we ate and Danny wore his shorts and his towel, more to hide his cock than to dry off. By the end of dinner the three of us adults had a pretty good buzz going. We told the kids to go shower and get ready for bed. The adults wanted some time alone to relax. They knew they didn’t have to go to sleep but they knew that meant to stay inside. After we cleaned up Stacey and Ash got into their bathing suites, or so I thought. They both came out in wraps and I just assumed they had something on underneath. I poured the girls a large glass of wine and grabbed myself another beer before heading to the hot tub. When I got outside I almost dropped the drinks, there was my wife and her sister naked and in the hot tub. “So have you had enough to drink yet?” Ash asked me, eyeing my crotch. “I can see your cock wants to join the fresh air party in here.” Ash always knew how to tease me without letting it ever cross the line but I was a little worried that between the alcohol and how horny I’ve been all day I might do something I can’t take back. I handed them their drinks and splashed into the hot tub with my shorts still on. “Prude.” Ash called me as she pouted out her bottom lip and crossed her arms over her enormous naked tits. “Come on hunny, it’s just us adults and it’s not like Ash hasn’t seen you naked before. We used to skinny dip all the time, remember?” Stacey did have a point, and my cock was starting to hurt from pushing against my shorts practically all day. So I stood up and dropped my pants and made a ridiculous pose for the girls before grabbing my beer and sitting down opposite both of them. “Steph they’re both naked.” Sarah whispered to her sister. “Oh wow I hope we both have bodies like that when we get older.” Sarah said as she just stared at her naked mother and aunt. “We will. I mean hell we’re already pretty close to that.” Steph knew how good her and her little sister looked, and today has only made that confirmation stronger. “Oh my god! Mom and Aunt Ashley are kissing.” Sarah was getting excited. “So what sisters kiss all the time,” Steph informed her. Sarah shot back “true, but not when they’re both naked, and not usually with their tongues.” This got Stephs attention as she ran to her bedroom window she was able to catch just the end of what looked to be a pretty steamy make out session between her mom and aunt. As soon as they broke from the kiss they hurried into the hot tub. “Here comes dad,” Steph whispered, “damn he still had his shorts on.” Steph was a more than a little disappointed. All day she’d been hoping her father would strip down so she could see clearly only what she’s been able to catch glimpses of. “I bet not for long. I know I’ve already taken all my clothes back off.” Sarah was definitely enjoying her new found freedom from clothes and the wetness in her pussy just made her want to be naked that much more. “I didn’t even realize you were naked sis.” Steph had been so focused on what was going on in the hot tub that in her dark bedroom she didn’t see her naked little sister. “I think I’ll join you, my pussy is so wet that I’m soaking through my panties anyway.” And with that Steph took off her thong panties and tank top and was now sitting naked with her little sister watching their parents and aunt. “Dad just took off his shorts! Holy shit it’s about time! I’ve been dying to see his cock all day.” Steph said to her sister. “Mmm me too.” Was all Sarah could get out before she felt her big sisters hand rubbing her inner thigh. “You’ve always had an impressive cock Mike. Long and so fucking thick.” Ash was getting more buzzed and more brave. She’d always had a little crush on Mike but never pursued it since for most of her life he’d been with her sister. “And you’ve always been a knockout Ash, but you already know that.” Mike was borderline drunk by now and was having a hard time not flirting with his sister in law. “I bet you get more attention from guys than you can handle.” I told her. “Oh I get lots of attention from guys and I never have to spend a night alone if I don’t want to. But most men don’t really get me to cum, and lately I’ve been way more interested in women.” She said like it’s something we all knew and shouldn’t be an issue. “Really? I didn’t know you were still into women.” Stacey said. “Ya I’ve been full on bisexual for a couple years now.” Ash said. In my state of alcohol induced lust I said without thinking, “that is fucking hot!” Both women looked at me and laughed. “You know I used to be into women also right Mike?” Stacey had just blown my mind. “No I never knew that! When? Where was I? Why’d you stop?” I had so many questions and my cock was throbbing by now. “It was just before we started dating and a little during. When we’d travel for softball tournaments some of us girls would explore with each other.” “So wait, you cheated on me?” “Technically yes, but never with a other guy, and when I realized how in love with you I was I stopped.” “How can I be mad at that? I’m just upset I never got to at least watch.” “Do you miss being with a woman ?” Ash and I both asked at the same time. We looked at each other and started laughing. Stacey now turning a little red with embarrassment said, “there are times I miss the feel of a woman, and after seeing our daughters playing naked in the pool, my sister sitting here naked right next to me and the wine, I’m definitely missing it tonight.” That made my cock twitch and I could tell Ash was getting excited as well. “You’ve been getting turned on by your daughters?” Ash asked “I can’t help it, you saw them both naked. They’re gorgeous. How could they not make my pussy at least little wet?” Stacey answered. “So you miss being with a woman, and clearly being related doesn’t matter,” Ash said as she started rubbing Stacey’s nipples right in front of me. Stacey let out a soft moan and said “we can’t, I’m married, and you’re my sister,” although her argument was clearly weak. “Oh I don’t think Mike minds at all right now big sis. Look at him staring at us, I bet his big thick cock is rock hard right now.” Stacey looked at me and I gave her a lust filled smile. I could see her visibly relax and that’s all Ash needed to see. Her lips latched on to Stacey’s nipple and her hands went to her pussy. I could see Stacey shaking with pleasure as I watched the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. I began stroking my cock when Stacey told me she wanted me in her mouth. I jumped up and ran around the hot tub to her waiting tongue. She licked and sucked my cock for all she was worth. She was clearly lost in the throes of passion. After a couple more minutes in the hot tub Stacey suggested we take this into our bedroom. We quickly dried off and quietly went upstairs. Once upstairs Stacey pushed me on the bed and started sucking my cock. With her ass in the air her sister got behind her and began eating her pussy. It only took a couple minutes for Stacey to have her first orgasm and Ash drank as much of her sisters cum as she could, never once pulling away from the convulsing pussy she was licking. Stacey rolled onto her back with her legs spread wide and Ash started eating her sisters pussy again. I flipped over on top of Stacey and fed her my cock while I helped Ash lick her pussy to another orgasm. As she was cumming Ash and I started making out, both of our faces covered in Stacey’s sweet pussy juice. I reached under and shoved a finger up Stacey’s ass which must have excited Ash as she went right to licking around my finger on her sisters asshole. “My turn” I heard Stacey say in a very slutty and sultry voice. I got off of her and she practically attacked her sister. She threw her on the bed, forced her legs open and began eating her little sisters pussy like it was her last meal. I sat back and watched as my wife’s thick ass and soaking pussy were spread open in the air and her face was buried in her sisters pussy. I really wanted to have some fun with Ash but wasn’t sure how ok Stacey would be. But I figured since we’ve all gone this far I might as well. I brought my cock to Ash’s lips and she swallowed my whole cock down her throat. She was amazing at giving head and I had to control myself to not cum right away. I needed to fuck both of these gorgeous women before I came. After a few more minutes of Ash sucking my cock I pulled out and went behind my wife. I rammed my cock in her waiting pussy and she began to cum instantly. As she was cumming I could hear Ash screaming into a pillow having her own orgasm. “Oh fuck, don’t you dare stop Stacey! Don’t you dare, uhh fuck that is so good. Keep licking my pussy big sis, eat me til I cum again. Fuck!!!” Ash wasn’t even caring anymore how loud she was and neither did I. Stacey kept on eating her pussy. I could tell from her movements that she was also fingering Ash’s pussy. As I looked down at my wife’s sexy big ass I knew I had to fuck it. I pulled out and began licking her asshole, and rubbing her pussy juice into it. She started to moan into her sisters pussy. I lined up my cock head with her tight puckered little asshole and started to ease my way in. “Uuhhh! Fuck that’s good! Fuck my ass Mike, fuck my ass while I eat my sisters pussy. Fuck me like the whore I am!” I started pounding her ass as hard as I could, until she couldn’t concentrate on her sisters pussy anymore. Ash repositioned herself and was now in a 69 position with her sister. As I was fucking Stacey’s ass, Ash was licking her clit and fingering her pussy. Occasionally she’d stroke or lick the underside of my cock. I decided to try something so I quickly pulled my cock out of my wife’s ass and shoved it down her sisters throat. Ash gobbled my cock up like it was the best thing she’d ever tasted. “Oh fuck Stacey, your ass tastes like fucking heaven on Mikes cock!” After she licked me clean she helped slide my cock back up her sisters ass and went back to eating her dripping pussy. “Oh god! Oh fuck!! Fuuuuuck! Uhh uhh uhh I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cum! Aaahhhh!!” Stacey had one of the biggest orgasms I’d ever seen, and while she was cumming I kept pounding her asshole. Suddenly I heard Ash gag and cough as Stacey screamed and jumped off my cock, twitching. She was squirting all over me and her sisters face. Stacey lay down on her stomach still twitching trying to recover when Ash hung her head over the bed and took my cock in her mouth again. From this position I had full access to her beautiful tits and soaking wet pussy. I reached down and started rubbing her swollen clit, she started sucking my cock with more enthusiasm as I did. I then slapped her clit and grabbed her huge tits, squeezing hard for leverage and began face fucking her. She took my whole seven inches like a pro and barely gagged as I hit the back of her throat. By this time Stacey had somewhat recovered and was again eating her little sisters pussy. Ash began to cum with my cock still in her mouth, and it wasn’t until I could feel my orgasm coming on that I pulled out of her mouth to give her some air. Stacey made her way up to Ash’s mouth and began kissing her, tasting a mixture of my cock and her own pussy and ass on her sisters tongue. “Are you ready to have another fantasy fulfilled sis?” Stacey asked in between kisses. “What more could there be? This has already been more than I could dream up.” Ash answered back. I was hoping Stacey was talking about something I’ve always wanted to do since I first met Ash when she was just a teenager. “I’m gonna let my husband fuck you. And you’re gonna let him have whatever hole he wants aren’t you?” This made my cock twitch and I almost came right there. “Oh fuck yes! He can do whatever he wants to me!” Ash was so horny she would have agreed to just about anything. Ash turned around to lay on her back and she already her legs wide for me. I started teasing her pussy with my cock and looked over to my wife to make sure she was ok with it. Stacey was rubbing her sisters tits, smiled at me and said, “fuck her baby! She’s always wanted your cock so give it to her, and make sure you fuck this little slut hard!” That’s all I needed, I rammed my cock in my sister in laws dripping pussy and began fucking her as hard as I could, while Stacey played with her tits, and pussy. Stacey muffled Ash’s moans by making out with her again. Ash broke the kiss to get some air. “Holy shit! Oh fuck Mike, I knew you were thick but fuck you’re stretching my pussy so much! Oohhh aahhh, ouch, slow down please it’s hurting a little. Ow! Please Mike slow down just a little.” Ash begged me to slow down but this only made me fuck harder. “Come on sis I know you can take his big cock. You just need to get used to it, but until you do you’re making too much noise.” Stacey then straddled Ash’s head and lowered her pussy to her sisters face. Ash began licking and sucking while I continued to stretch her pussy. After a couple minutes Ash’s moans changed to pure pleasure while she had her tongue buried in her sisters pussy. Stacey and I began making out with Ash underneath us. I grabbed a handful of Stacey’s tits and another handful of Ash’s. Almost at the same time both sisters began cumming again. Stacey jumped off her sister and started rubbing Ash’s clit while I kept fucking. Suddenly I felt Stacey’s hand under my balls, and I realized she was rubbing her sisters pussy juice into her puckered asshole. I knew what this meant but I don’t think Ash did. Stacey winked at me and went back to Ash’s head. She started kissing her again and then straddled her stomach playing with her tits but also holding her down. If she thought my cock was too thick for her pussy she was gonna need some help when I rammed it in her ass. I pulled out of Ash’s pussy and began slowly, but not stopping, pushing my cock head into her ass. I could feel Ash try to squirm away but Stacey was holding her down. “You said he can do anything right sis? And what I want to see him to is fuck your little asshole. It’s gonna hurt a lot at first but just try to relax and I promise you’ll be cumming in no time.” Stacey was clearly enjoying being in charge of her little sisters holes. I was about half way in her ass and she was still fighting it. Stacey kept her down and started rubbing both her clit and her sisters. Suddenly I pushed through and hit bottom. My cock was now completely buried in her ass. She began screaming into a pillow and I could tell she was crying just a little. This only excited us more and I began to fuck her ass harder and harder. For the first several minutes Ash screamed and cried, trying to get my cock out of her ass. “It’s too fucking big! Uuhhh! I feel like he’s ripping me in half. Please uuhhh stop. I can’t take it anymore. Aahhh!” I continued my assault on her ass while Stacey played with her little sister. Eventually her cries of pain turned to moans of pleasure and Stacey got off letting her sister have some room to move. Stacey began licking her sisters pussy while I was fucking her ass. Suddenly Ash let out a loud moan and I could feel her body convulsing with a huge orgasm. This was all I could take and I knew my own orgasm was now inevitable. I kept fucking her ass until I shouted, “fuck! Im about to cum!” Stacey pulled my cock out of her sisters ass and pulled Ash up to where she was kneeling right in front of me. They both started sucking my cock and within about a minute I was cumming. Stacey held Ash’s head on my cock while I drained my balls down her throat. Ash started gagging as my cum filled her mouth and started running down her chin. Stacey then started licking all the cum off her sister and they shared a cum filled kiss, exchanging everyone’s juices. We all three fell into bed, still covered in sweat and sex. Not a piece of clothing on any of us and we fell asleep together.

Beth and Simon had been married for 6 years but had been together even longer. They met in work just over 10 years ago when they both worked in a wellness spa. Simon worked as a trainer in the gym, and Beth as a therapist in the spa. Their relationship was much like many other relationships of length, lacking excitement, spontaneity and passion. They loved each other and had two children together but had managed to slip into a routine where the same thing happened every day, and Beth often felt like she needed more. Where was the affection? Where was that connection they shared all those years ago? She had always found it difficult to let down her guard both emotionally and physically, and this often caused problems in the bedroom. Without that connection and feeling of closeness, the intimacy suffered and she found it difficult to be guided by Simon's frequent inappropriate advances. He would often brush past in the house and grab or smack her bottom, or when she was doing the dishes, creep up behind her and hug her as an excuse to feel her breasts. These were his attempt at affection and they were beginning to make her skin crawl. "You make me feel like I'm just a piece of meat when you do that", "I thought you said you wanted me to be more affectionate?" Simon replied. "I do, but hugs and kisses are nice, spending time together when we're not on our phones is great. Ignoring each other most of the day then grabbing my ass or chest isn't the same thing!" "Listen, I can't help it if I find you sexy. I just wanna grab you all the time" "That's fine, but there's gotta be more. I need to feel close..." The argument trailed off as Simon started looking at something on his phone. "Sorry babe, it's work. I'm sorry I make you feel like that, I promise I'll try and show you more affection from now on, okay?" "Okay" Beth thought to herself sarcastically. This is a conversation they'd had many times before and whilst things often changed for a day or two, they always reverted back to the same old routine. She was desperate for that connection, to feel the fire she once felt. She still loved Simon and apart from the lack of intimacy, he was great. He worked hard, supported the family and was amazing with the children, which is a lot more than a lot of the husbands she knew or even past partners she'd had. She also realised that part of her issue with Simon was linked her lack of confidence in her appearance after having children. Beth was tall at 5'7 and had always been quite sporty. Her long legs had always been toned from running and she loved the way they used to look in heels. Her frequent gym sessions had left the rest of her hourglass body tight, and she thought nothing of wearing tight skirts and low tops to show off her curves. She was also proud of her ass. Her small rounded cheeks often caught the eye of others when she wore anything that hugged her figure and she'd lost count of the number of men that had grabbed her ass on a night out. Her breasts used to be the only thing she wanted to change. At 34B they were on the smaller side, but although she liked the shape and how firm they were, she often found herself admiring other women's larger breasts when she was out and about. Since having children, it had all flipped around. Her breasts had grown to a cuveted 36DD and were still quite firm. The rest of her body seemed to have sagged and aged 20 years! She supposed she was still slim, and probably in great shape for a mum, but she wanted to be the great shape she used to be. "Something has to be done" she thought to herself, and almost in immediate response, her hand picked up her phone and began searching for local gyms. -------------------------------------------------------------- Beth joined a gym 20 minutes from her house and spent a number of weeks attending spin sessions when the kids were in school, as well as the odd weight session in the gym when it was quiet. Although it felt great to be back training, she still felt unattractive and hated her body. One day, when arriving to her usual Monday morning spin class, she realised Claire, her usual instructor wasn't there. Instead there was a male instructor Alex taking the class. She knew his name because the two of them had history. Brief history, but history all the same. "Hey, long time no see" Alex said with a smile "I didn't realise you came here". "I started back recently, I needed to do something about this mum bod, it's killing me!" "Mum bod? Don't be daft, you look incredible, especially when you consider you've had two children" That was exactly the thing Beth wanted to avoid. She didn't want her body to be compared to the fact that she'd had children. She wanted to be noticed the way she used to be. "Thanks I guess" was all she could manage in reply as she made her way to a bike. As the class went on, Beth swore she saw Alex looking at her. Once she thought she even saw him wink at her. As she pedalled away her mind drifted back to a time before her and Simon got together, and when she knew Alex better.... Alex was one of the rugby lads and was always out drinking with his friends. He was a big, muscular guy and although not particularly toned or attractive, always had something about him. Whether that was his cheeky grin or the flirty banter they always shared when they saw each other, she couldn't quite decide. On one particular night, the two of them had got together in a club, but the night had ended in disaster, when Alex was unable to get an erection because he was too drunk and swiftly fell into a deep sleep, snoring with his mouth wide open. They had barely seen each other since then and a lot had changed in that time. Alex looked a lot slimmer and had clearly been working out. He was still large and muscular, but the tone in his muscles was now clear to see even through his gym clothes. He also seemed more mature, less like he used to be when all he thought about was getting drunk and getting laid. At the end of the session, Alex approached, dabbing the sweat from his forehead and the top of his chest with a small towel. "You did great today" he said with a smile "For someone that's had two kids?" Beth quipped instinctively. "Ha ha, no, you did great, and to be honest, it's nice to have someone hot to look at whilst I take a class" "You can't say that" "Why not? It's true" "Alex, I'm married with two children" "That doesn't mean you're not hot" he laughed. "Anyway, I'm glad I've seen you, I've been looking for a masseuse and noticed you're doing home visits these days?" "I am yeh but more for nails and waxing, I'm not really doing massage any more". "Well that's a shame, I'd rather pay someone I know than a complete stranger and my backs really been giving me pain lately. Let me know anyway" and he slipped his number to her on a piece of paper. As Beth headed back to the changing room, she thought about Alex's request and wondered whether perhaps she could make an exception this one time. In the past she had been so used to massaging old people, it would make a nice change to have someone her age and obviously in such great shape. The money would also be really useful. As she washed in the shower, her hand moved subconsciously over her body, caressing her wet breasts and hardening nipples. It moved down towards her hairless mound, fingers softly parting her pink lips, gently massaging her clit till her legs began to feel weakened. She found herself slumped in the corner of the shower cubicle as her breathing became heavier. Her hand now rubbed her vagina with more purpose, she was lost in the moment, bringing herself off as the water ran over her large breasts and between her legs, making the movement so much slicker than usual. The sensation was intense. Her legs began to straighten as her pleasure began to peak. She rubbed harder and her toes began to curl, her back arched. The pleasure she'd kept in for so long began to make its way to the surface and escaped as a sigh. Small at first but building rapidly until she came hard with with a loud moan. Her hand massaging more slowly between her legs as the orgasm subsided, Beth hoped that she hadn't been heard by any of the other gym users. ------------------------------------------------------- Days passed and Beth had a new spring in her step. Simon was showing her more affection and she was feeling more confident about her body. The compliments Alex had given her and the moment she'd shared with herself in the shower had made her feel more like her old self. As she packed her bag for another trip to the gym, she came across the piece of paper with Alex's number on it and decided to give him a call. The phone call felt effortless, and they arranged a date and time for the appointment. It was also surprisingly professional, no flirting and definitely no compliments. Perhaps she had imagined his advances that day in the gym? Time went on and the day of the appointment arrived. Beth knew Simon wouldn't approve or understand her taking on a new male client for massage, especially not if he found out it was Alex, so she lied and told him she had one of her regulars for a long appointment. Alex and Beth had been quite flirty when her and Simon first started dating and he had always held a grudge. He didn't know Alex, but he hated him! Beth had her equipment ready in the car and was dressed in her usual black tunic that buttoned up off centre at the front. These had always been slim fitting but the fit was particularly tight now her breasts had grown so much. The top buttons stayed undone to allow her chest to breathe which also allowed a glimpse of her ample cleavage. She wore a black pencil skirt with a slit that hugged her hips tightly and showed part of her thigh. The outfit showed off her figure perfectly, a small heel at the bottom of her long legs adding shape to her calves. She drove to Alex's house and stopped outside. Nervous but excited, a certain warmth began to flood her cheeks and between her legs. She collected her equipment from the car and Alex came to offer a hand. He carried the massage bed into the house and set up in the front room. Inside the house was pristine, well presented and modern, not what Beth had expected at all. Perhaps he wasn't the same guy she knew before. "Draw the curtains, pop your clothes off and lie on your front under the towel on the massage bed" Beth commanded. "All my clothes?" Alex replied. "It's up to you, it's usual to take all your clothes off as you'll be covered in a towel and they often get in the way of the massage, but if you feel uncomfortable, you can always leave your underwear on, okay? I'll leave you to get ready, just let me know when you're ready" Beth said as she left the room. A moment later "Ready when you are" came Alex's voice from the room. As Beth entered she could see his muscular body stretched out on the massage table, his toned, tanned torso lying face down, muscles bulging in places she never knew existed. The small towel over his waist covering his modesty and his face resting in the hole, looking towards the ground. She made small talk as she walked around the table, eyeing every inch of his body as she went. She knew she shouldn't but she couldn't help it. Simon would never know and it was alright to look wasn't it? Standing at the head of the table, she poured some oils into her hands and began to gently work it into Alex's body, across his shoulders and down the tight muscular bulk of his back. The smell of sandalwood and vanilla filled the air, seducing her nostrils. She could feel the warmth caressing her again and she liked it. She made her way down the side of the bed as she began to work lower down Alex's back. As her hands worked through the muscle, feeling every fiber under her delicate fingers, she reached the arch in his lower back and slid the towel slightly lower to provide more space to work. Getting a glimpse of his muscular cheeks sent her pulse racing. Although the towel only lowered a little, the perfect curve of his smooth ass was clear, "wow, Simon hasn't got an ass like that, but damn I wish he did!" her thoughts raced. Her married hands slid slightly lower into the massage than it should have. Alex didn't seem to notice her hand lingering at the top of his cheeks. She was able to collect her thoughts long enough, and moved onto the legs. She started massaging his large feet, starting with the toes then working her way up the soles, the heels then onto the calves. His powerful legs were just as toned as the rest of him, tight, firm. As she felt his muscle beneath her hands, her eyes began to follow the line upwards to what was hidden beneath the towel. "stop Beth" she pleaded with herself, but the attraction was too strong. As her hands made their way up his sculpted thighs, she couldn't bring herself to stop, something about his skin, smooth and tanned, she wanted to be close enough to touch it, she wanted to feel his warmth in her hand, she imagined him growing at her touch, getting harder...then she stopped. Alex flinched just as her hands reached his buttocks and the movement snapped her out of the trance. "If I hold the towel, can you turn onto your back please" she said trembling slightly, hoping he wouldn't sense the nerves in her voice. He turned over to lie on his back, passing a quick glance to Beth. As they caught each others eyes, time seemed to stop for an moment. When Beth replaced the towel, she could see that it wasn't just her that had been enjoying the massage. Alex stood proud beneath the soft material, long and hard. She tried not to look but she couldn't take her eyes off it, it looked so big! As she moved about the table, one of Alex's arms seemed to slip from beside him and brush against Beth's thigh. The touch sent a shock wave between her legs and she started to get wet. She could feel her black thong becoming moist as it seeped into the fine material. As she continued the massage, she moved around to the other side, only to feel his other hand on her ass. This time it wasn't a mistake. He meant to feel her and she couldn't stop him. She didn't want to. She slowly worked one hand up his chest and the other down his thigh, all the while her heaving breasts and face getting closer to his hardness. As her hands began their return she could feel him grabbing this time, his big hand groping at her juicy ass. It hurt a little but this only made her more wet. She gave a little groan and slowly moved her hands beneath the small towel that was barely covering his manhood. She felt the bottom of his shaft and Alex let out a small sigh in response. She longed to touch his full length and she let her oily hand move upwards towards the tip of his rock hard phallus, this time his hips rising from the bed to meet her touch. His arm pulled her closer to the bed and Beth wrapped her seemingly tiny hand around his giant member. It felt hot to the touch and so hard. As she began to spread the massage oil up and down his shaft, Alex's hand slid down from her peach and found the slit in her skirt. His hand travelled upwards between her legs and found her married wetness waiting for him. He cupped her pussy and she let out a deep moan. She started to work his meat harder now and the towel slipped from the bed, revealing the full magnificence of his cock. It must have been at least 9 inches and her hand barely fit around its girth. With each stroke, his hips rocked to meet her hand, all the while his fingers performing their own massage on her eager mound through her saturated panties. He moved his hand up and found the band of her tiny thong, then slipped his thick fingers down to her bare snatch. Her pussy engorged and soaking wet from the thrill. He worked his fingers over her clitoris before finding her tight hole and inserting two of them. Beth's hips began to rock to meet his penetrating digits. As they fucked each others hands, Beth did something she hadn't done for a very long time and bent down to use her mouth. At first, her red lips kissed at the tip, a tiny bit of pre-cum wetting her. As she licked it off with her tongue, she opened her mouth and began to take the large member into her mouth. It felt incredible and she'd never felt so alive. Her pussy was soaking and Alex's fingers were bringing her closer to climax. As her mouth took more of his length, the heavier his breathing became. She wrapped her lips tight around his shaft and took as much as she could before almost choking. This was a thrill and she couldn't believe how much pleasure she was giving him. His groans became louder and he started to rock, lifting his hips in time to fuck her mouth. All of a sudden, both his hands appeared on the back of her head and held her tight. His rock hard cock deep in her mouth as he began to fuck. Beth had an overwhelming urge to be sick but his mighty cock was so big she simply couldn't. As he fucked her skull harder, he pulled her hair towards him to force as much of his length into her as possible, this time forcing his way past the back of her mouth and into her throat. The initial shock passed, and the sensation of being used completely overwhelmed Beth. Her right hand rushed to her pussy and she continued where Alex had left it, rubbing and fingering herself hard. Barely able to breath, she took each mighty thrust from Alex's massive cock. As his pace quickened, she felt each thrust deeper until she eventually felt his sack slapping against her lips and chin. His groans became cries of pleasure and his climax built. When it all became too much, he made one last pull on Beth's head and buried his full length into her throat, then stream after stream of his warm thick seed erupted into her stomach. Holding it there for what felt like an eternity, the lack of oxygen brought Beth off in the greatest climax ever. Her legs began to buckle as her ejaculated squirted onto the floor. He withdrew his hands and his softening cock slid from her stretched throat, followed by a last few drops of hot white cum. As Beth licked her lips, they both slumped onto the bed, completely spent. Beth returned home still feeling the hard cock down her throat, the memory echoing in her mind, and the taste of another man's cum on her tongue. As she walked through the door "Hi babe, how was work?" Simon met her at the door with a kiss. "It was hard, really hard. They've booked in again in a couple of weeks" she replied. "Oh that's great, good job!" "It really was" thought Beth..."It really was"

Chapter 1 This is my story… No. This is my confession. I’m not sure if what I did was a crime but it was certainly against nature. My last year in college and in fact the last few weeks until I was going to be ceremoniously shoved into the working world. I stood in the bathroom that accompanied my bedroom exploring my own body in the mirror. The thick lenses of my glasses made my eyes large under the wavy mess of black hair. My skin was pale from spending days in libraries or behind computers. The slight curve of my spine made me look depressed but it was also a consequence of too many nights with my nose in books. I was overly thin and my arms and legs looked stretched. The only part of my body that I felt content with was my penis, the thick long member slanted to the right and touched my thigh. The flesh that concealed the tip was often stretched revealing the tip of the cherry-red tip. “Fuck you nerd!” I said to my reflection as I stroked my cock. My parents were very well off and had purchased a home near campus for me and my best friend Jeremy to stay while we attended school. It was both a blessing and a curse. It was a blessing to easily find quiet and solitude when studying for exams but a curse to be isolated from the rest of the students and consequently any parties. My cock swelled expectantly as I jerked on the flesh and the thick muscle hardened as the pleasure built. I was a twenty-three-year-old virgin so I was no stranger to masturbation. Mental images of some of the beautiful girls from school danced through my head. The heavy pounding on the bathroom door caused me to leap back and nearly into the bathtub. “Quentin! Stop jerking off we have to get to class!” Jeremy shouted from the other side of the door. My heart skipped a beat as the orgasm vanished. “Fuck you, Jeremy.” I heard him laughing as he descended the stairs back to the living room. Jeremy was my best friend from elementary school and sometimes had a better sense of what I wanted than I did. He often burst in on me while I was jerking off annoying me but he would also have my favorite foods waiting for me on my birthday or after a tough exam. We had been friends for so long it was like living with my brother. My Stepsister, Jessica, often teased us for acting like an old married couple. When my heart resumed a reasonable beat I considered resuming the self-pleasure but somehow the moment seemed rushed or shattered. The only image I could muster was the image of Jeremy laughing. Jeremy was much shorter than me with dark almond skin and short straight black hair, he was as much of a nerd as I was but he somehow had better luck with girls. Jeremy bragged about each new girl he was able to bed, I figured it was his good looks that gave him better luck. Jeremy had a soft face and easy smile with a hard chiseled… everything. When Jeremy wasn’t killing zombies online he was at the gym. I sighed at my softening erection and began to dress. It was still a couple of hours before our first class of the day but Jeremy liked to get breakfast at a small diner near the school and so I wasn’t surprised to see him at the front door tapping his foot impatiently. When Jeremy smiled at me mischievously I said, “Fuck you!” “I want to get you laid brother but I’m not sure you are that desperate?” “Huh,” I said as my eyes went unfocused. “Nevermind. Joni’s?” “Sure, You're driving,” I said handing Jeremy the keys. When we took our usual seat at the back of the diner Jeremy asked, “What’s wrong with you today?” I blinked at him realizing I’d ignored him since taking my seat in the car. Jeremy must have been talking the whole trip but I hadn’t heard a word. I considered the question for just a moment but the challenge of trying to describe my hopelessness left me mumbling, “Nothing.” “Liar,” Jeremy said harshly. “Are you worried about exams?” “No.” Jeremy’s eyes narrowed as if he was attempting to bore into my brain with his eyes. “Are you still sulking because of what Sherra said?” My eyes locked with his and the dark brown irises in his eyes seemed to flash with a yellow. “No…maybe…I don’t know. It’s not just her.” The echo of Sherra screaming “Fuck You Quentin!” in the library when I asked her out for coffee seemed to echo through the busy diner. “She’s a bitch, you don’t want anything to do with her anyway.” “I know just kind of the last straw. I’m twenty-three fucking years old, Jeremy and I haven’t even had my first kiss yet.” “Why didn’t you say so, come here I’ll kiss you!” I waded up the napkin on the table and threw it at Jeremy, “Fuck! Maybe I should just become a monk or something. A priest?” “You aren’t catholic.” “You need a little black magic,” said a silky voice from the booth behind me. I turned to see a beautiful woman with thick black hair, large scarlet red lips, and almond eyes that matched her skin leaning on her elbows with her arms tucked under large breasts that were nearly spilling forward into my face. Beside her were two of the schools' football warriors with blank admiring faces. “Excuse me?” I asked confused. “No excuses, I’m Madam Ater and I can make your dreams come true.” Madam Ater’s fingers flashed a silver card in front of my nose and instinctively I took it. “Uh, thanks. But I don’t believe in magic.” “You will. If you decide you don’t want to be a twenty-four-year-old virgin come see me at my shop, the address is on the card.” I blinked attempting to keep my eyes on Madam Ater’s eyes and not the breasts inches from my face. “Magic huh? Prove it.” Jeremy snapped from the other side of the table. Ater’s eyes flashed as she smiled, my skin began to crawl as she spoke. “You look very hungry Jeremy, you should eat,” With a wink of her left eye, the color vanished leaving her eye pure white. I spun back to watch Jeremy start tearing his napkin into bite-size pieces, chewing them as if it were steak then swallowing them. I watched in slight amusement and a little horror as he consumed every bite of the napkin. When Jeremy swallowed the last bite he said, “I didn’t think so. Where did she go?” I turned back to find the booth behind us empty except for a large gold coin spinning on the table. I watched expecting the coin to spin to a stop or roll off the table when it became obvious it wasn’t I snatched it up and quickly slid back into my seat. “I hate frauds like that, just trying to take advantage of someone.” “Uh, Yeah,” I said as the waitress slid our usuals onto the table. “Where is my napkin?” Jeremy asked checking the floor. “Madam Ater, made it disappear,” I said amusing myself. “Yeah, I bet,” Jeremy said with contempt. The rest of the day was a waste for me. I barely made it to classes as I wandered through campus staring at the large gold coin. When I’d slide it into my pocket it would seem to burn until I picked it up again. When I made it home and found the solitude of my bedroom I looked up the address on the silver card Madam Ater had given me. Google came up blank and suggested a dozen other addresses that weren’t even close. Fuck you, Quentin! The ghost of my latest rejection haunted me. As I turned the coin over and over. The Latin writing on the coin translated to “All who enter must pass through the gate and pay the toll.” My mind considered what had happened at the diner this morning and then there was something about the coin that seemed to have its own magic. I searched the internet for explanations for what happened and definitions of black magic but all I could find were vague references to voodoo and the Salem witch trials. When the red numbers on the clock across from me read two o’clock I groaned and closed the laptop dropping it next to me on the bed. My cock jumped and twitched excitedly at the thought of Madam Ater’s large breasts. She was beautiful, but not a person I would have normally gravitated towards. My mind snapped to the small nose and pale freckled face of my step sister and I snorted. I thought of Sherra with her wild black hair and beautiful dark skin, she was crazy hot but I’d only asked her out because she had been so nice to me during study group. I’d know she was out of my league. I turned the coin over and over in my hand as I considered all the girls who had turned me down and all of the girls that would inevitably turn me down if I’d asked. I closed my eyes trying to decide what to do and heard heavy steps a moment later I felt the steps shaking my body. In a moment of panic as I imagined giants storming the house I attempted to leap out of bed but when I opened my eyes I was already standing on Hallow Street. Barefoot and in nothing but my boxers. The sudden chill of the concrete on my feet startled me. Leaning against the brick wall of the dry cleaner I steadied myself against the feeling of disorientation. I blinked at the coin still in my hand and wondered at it before checking the street for other signs of life. The strange yellow lights showed an empty street, the store front’s large windows were all dark and the eerie silence sent a chill down my spine. I checked my voice with a soft, “Hello?” The sound vanished quickly into the quieted street. Briefly, I’d wondered if the coin had teleported me here but then looked at my feet and saw the mud and filth of the several-mile walk still clinging to them. I remembered Jeremy at the diner and thought of hypnotism. I nearly chucked the coin away from me in fear that it might possess me again. I reconsidered feeling like being without the coin would expose me even more. I had walked for miles without clothes, shoes, or money, the small coin was all I had. Hollow street was a familiar street during the day with many of the most popular stores crammed down the old cobblestone street. Cars weren’t allowed down the road anymore with parking lots on either end of the street and limited parking on the streets behind the shops. It felt like trespassing to be here and my nerve began to waver. The street lights flickered when I took my first step back then all when dark on my second, except for one nearly halfway up the street. The lamp wasn’t like the others with the thick base and heavy bend necks, This one was small and only about eight feet tall. The dim light of the lamp barely reached past its own base. When the light shifted strangely I noticed it was a flame between mirrors instead of a bulb. “A gas lamp,” I whispered into the darkness. The appearance of the lamp hadn’t strengthened my will but fear had me moving towards the light and not away from it. When my fingers wrapped around the large iron pole I felt relieved, like I’d found the safe point in a game of tag. I marveled at the lamp for a long time until I felt a calm take me, then I turned to look at the heavy, poorly painted, black door just behind me. It would have been easily missed if I hadn’t been standing by the lamp. There weren’t any signs or markings on the door or even a handle. Just the thick black paint and a poorly cut circular hole about eye level. I moved towards the door with my free arm outstretched and my fingers still holding on to the lamp. I’m sure I was the strangest creature out that night as I looked like a drowning man reaching for his next hold. With a rush of excitement, I jumped forward pressing my hand to the door, the heavy clank of the gold coin connecting with the door reminding me I was still holding it, clinched between three fingers. It seemed obvious then to fit the coin in the carved hole of the door. It slid in easily, I held it there with my thumb expecting the door to vanish or speak or one of the many other strange things I’d seen doors do in movies. When nothing happened I tried prying the coin back out but before I could, the coin slipped and vanished into a slot in the door I hadn’t noticed before. “Damn,” I shouted feeling fully exposed without the coin. The clanking of the coin as it fell through what must have been an elaborate tunnel system echoed up at me. I felt like chasing it, diving into the sewer to look for the lost treasure but as soon as the sounds of the coin falling stopped the heavy door swung inside. A heavy musk confronted me with a mixture of sandalwood and another smell that was familiar but I couldn’t place it. The smell enticed me inside like the smell of freshly baked cookies enticed children home. I wondered for a moment if I was going to wake Madam Ater but heard noises coming from inside. I stepped into a large room that was lit by long dripping, black, candles and closed the door behind me. The ancient wooden shelves that lined the walls were spaced evenly around three of the walls with a thick curtain cutting the room off from the other side. Between the shelves were large mirrors that fit perfectly between the floor and ceiling. The shelves were dusty and covered in small bottles, boxes, books, and scrolls or yellowed parchment. I grinned a little at the small bottle with the skull and crossbones label feeling silly standing in a place like this in my boxers. Heavy breathing, moans, and grunts came from behind the curtain and my curiosity got the better of me. Finding the edge of the curtain I pulled it open an inch to peer behind. This section of the room was surrounded by mirrors and lit by hundreds of long candles set around what was an oversized bed with black silk sheets. Laying on the bed was one of the handsome football stars with Madam Ater sitting on top of his naked body rising and falling onto his erection. Madam Ater was nude except for a thick leather corset wrapped crushingly around her waist. The large breasts spilled out and bounced hypnotically as she continued to impale herself on the man beneath her. Standing beside her was the other man with rippling muscles feeding his erection into Ater’s mouth, her thick red lips sucking and pulling on him as he slid in and out of her. My cock jumped and began to swell at the sight of the erotic threesome. “Quentin!” Madam Ater said excitedly pulling free of the stud beside her. She continued bouncing up and down on the cock beneath her as she spoke. “I was expecting you hours ago. I will be with you in just a few moments…unless you would like to join us?” My erection swelled to full mass lifting my boxers and jetting out. “I, uh…” “Fuck yeah,” The man beneath Ater shouted and I watched him buck his hips as he emptied himself into Ater. Madam Ater moaned and shook with her pleasure at being filled with the man’s seed. A moment later the man next to her who had begun stroking his cock grunted his pleasure and sprayed cum across Ater’s large tits, she jerked forward to take the tip of him into her mouth and I watched as he pulsed filling her mouth with thick white cum. When he finished both of the men collapsed onto the bed as Madam Ater rose with her eyes closed licking her lips clean. She seemed to glow for a moment then slid easily to her feet and walked towards me. Her wicked eyes flashed open and she began looking me up and down hungrily, licking her lips when she saw my erection. “Too bad you weren’t a little sooner,” Madam Ater purred. “I’m here now!” She smiled, leaned in, and kissed my cheek. “You aren’t for me, although I’m sure you would be delicious.” “Are you a witch?” I asked as Madam Ater pulled a black robe from behind the curtain and slid her arms into the sleeves. She left the robe open unashamed of her exposed breasts and naked pussy that was now dripping cum down her leg. “A witch, no,” She said with a wicked grin. “I’m something much more exotic.” “Exotic? I don’t understand.” Madam Ater moved in close and the tip of my erection pressed into her belly. She traced the tip of her long black fingernail down my cheek tracing my jawline. She inhaled deeply as she closed her eyes seeming to become euphoric by the smell of me. “You are an innocent. But you are on the razor's edge.” “Innocent?” Madam Ater slid away from me moaning as if in the throes of ecstasy. “Innocent like a child. I can teach you all you want to know but I can not give you what you seek.” “What am I looking for?” “Love.” I chuckled, “I’m not seeking love.” “You can fool yourself, Quentin but you cannot fool Madam Ater. You seek magic to entice the one you love.” I swallowed hard as the beautiful face floated into my mind, “I wouldn’t be wrong.” “No,” Ater agreed with a toothy smile. “She loves you too, but you seek sex, not her love.” “Is that wrong?” “No, but like I said you are an innocent walking the line. Love is good, control of another is evil.” “Control, how would I control her?” Madam Ater’s eyes narrowed at my question, “Perhaps I should explain the magic first.” She slid around me as she touched and examined various objects on the shelves. “Anyone can connect to the energy around us. The energy you call magic. Those who study the energy can connect to it and then very few of those who can connect to it can manipulate it. If you choose to connect to the energy in only the positive, such as healing, or natural growth then you are using white magic. Those who use the energy to effect unnatural change are using black magic.” “Who can connect and use magic?” Madam Ater moaned and clutched at her left breast at my question, “Good question, A few humans can connect to the energy but the cost often overwhelms them and they never last long.” “Humans?” She flashed her grin again then said, “Yes, humans. You see all magic has a cost and with humans, the cost is often premature aging. When they realize the cost they often spend the rest of their time drawing the life force of others attempting to regain their youth.” Madam Ater chuckled then shaking her head said, “It never works.” Taking a small human skull off of a shelf Ater rubbed away a layer of dust then replaced the skull. The creatures you call angels and demons are bound to the magic itself. If angels use magic for the good they are elevated in their connection if they use it for evil their connection to the energy is reduced. If they used it for evil too often they become demons and are tortured by the connection until they inflict pain on others.” With Madam Ater’s back to me, I stepped away. She didn’t look like an angel to me but neither did she look like a demon. “Relax Quentin, I’m not a demon,” Ater said without turning around. “I’m something more exotic.” “So you said, but what are you?” Madam Ater clutched at the shelves and moaned at my question. Her free hand found the slick lips that were still swollen and slid two fingers inside. She masturbated freely for several moments then withdrew her fingers and placed them into her mouth and sucked greedily. Humming happily she glanced at me with shining eyes and said, “You really are my favorite. I’ve only helped a few innocents before but you are absolutely delicious.” I stepped away from her with my back towards the door and asked again, “What are you?” Ater’s body shook and a thick stream of moisture dripped from between her lips before she answered. “My mother was the product of love between a man and an angel, my father was a demon. This gives me the unique name of succubus. I am connected to both white and black magic. My curse is my pleasure.” When I went to speak, Madam Ater moved suddenly and covered my mouth with her hand, “Silence! Your words are torture to me. You see as both angel and demon I am compelled to help those in need and punish those who hurt others and because of my creation I seek those challenges in the physical connections of others.” I couldn’t speak but thought the word sex and Ater nodded, “Yes, sex. Both heaven and hell can be found in the act of love. The passion of two lovers enriches both and the forced copulation of another destroys both.” My recent fantasy slipped through my mind and Ater moaned, “Yes, What you seek is both; the razor’s edge.” Reading my mind again Ater stepped away and said, “I’ll help you because I’m neutral. No matter what path you choose I win. If you choose evil you will end up in my bed if you walk the path of good then those who seek to hurt you will end up pleasuring me. You see, helping an innocent is delicious.” “My words give you pleasure?” Ater’s sudden moans were my answer. “What happens to me if I use the magic for what I want?” Madam Ater pinched her nipples with a wide grin, “Magic has its price.” Pulling back the curtain she revealed the two young football stars lying on the large bed. They both had aged visibly several years. When I saw them in the diner they both looked about twenty and now both men had lines of grey and wrinkles under their eyes. If I had met them today Id’ have guessed them to be in their mid-thirties or early forties. “Shit, what did they do to deserve that?” Madam Ater’s look turned fierce at the question, “They were not innocent and are being punished for inflicting pain on one who was innocent.” “There punishment was a threesome with a smoking hot succubus?” With a deep moan and shutter, Ater came hard at my words. Thick streams of liquid gushed from her open pussy. Vigorously she clutched at her crotch fingering the pleasure from her body again. Once she had recovered from the unprovoked pleasure she said, “Bad boy. We must hurry before I lose my will and take your innocence.” Her words were heavy with desire. When I started to ask another question Madam Ater shouted, “Silence! You do not understand the pain you cause me when you speak. I know your thoughts so just ask in your mind.” “Can I use magic?” “Perhaps with a great deal of training or if one of your ancestors were gifted, but that process is slow and uncertain. Those of us who can use the energy are often bribed by those who cannot. I can manipulate the energy for you or give you one of the many items here that I’ve collected from others. Certain minerals can store magic and release it later.” My eyes snapped to a small silver ring just over Ater’s shoulder. “Yes, yes,” She said reading my thoughts. "That would give you the abilitys you seek but it was created by my father and I would not trust it. Now remove your boxers so I can get a good look at you.” I clutched the thin fabric over my still-hard erection in a slight panic. “I do not seek your innocence today boy, I just need to see what I have to work with.” When I attempted another step back Ater said, “Very well,” then snapped her fingers on her left hand. An invisible force jerked my arms high into the air and lifted me a few inches from the ground. My legs were pulled apart and pinned so that I was absurdly stretched in mid-air. With another snap of her fingers, I felt an unpleasant heat at my crotch and saw in one of the mirrors my boxers burn away leaving me fully exposed to Madam Ater. My erection lifted and pulsed pointing straight out into the chilly air. Madam Ater smiled at my erection and licked her lips, “Very nice, very nice.” She clicked her tongue as she circled me tracing a finger across exposed and sensitive skin. “You have a lot of good features just a little tweaking is needed.” With a long finger and whispered words, Madam Ater traced a line down my spine. The screeching sound of my spine shifting and growing drowned out my thoughts. When it stopped I felt the curve in my spine had straightened and saw the same in the mirrors. “Yes, yes,” Ater said obviously pleased with her work. She stood in front of me tapping a fingernail on sharp teeth. “Perhaps a little muscle.” She then flicked a nail over my biceps and down my abs. The sudden burn of a thousand workout sessions tore my muscle fibers then restitched in seconds. My eyes went blurry from the pain and I screamed but when my focus cleared the result was incredible. The divided sections of my abs were well-formed and deepened with every breath I took. My shoulders were wider and my biceps stretched nicely against the pale flesh. “Very nice, and you seem to have no issues with stamina,” Madam Ater said gesturing to the erection that I’d had since I had walked in on her and the two men. With a sudden jerking movement, she fell to her knees and gripped the shaft of my cock. “Fuck,” I shouted at the sudden feeling of fingers that weren’t my own on my cock. “Don’t tempt me,” Madam Ater said with her face poised inches from my cock. It was then as I looked down on her stroking my cock I noticed the small silver horns protruding just above her hairline through the thick black hair. Her skin had paled and turned a crimson red color. Her teeth were sharp and her tongue was thin and forked. The transformation was both terrifying and erotic. She had become more beautiful and simultaneously not human. Madam Ater, continued to stroke my cock as she fingered her pussy. I was helpless to stop her and wasn’t sure I would even if I could. “This is bad, I’m being bad,” Ater moaned as she slipped forward and laid my cock across her face. Slipping her tongue out to taste my balls caused thick precum to drip onto her forehead. Madam Ater jerked and jumped away as if the liquid burned her. “I can not,” Ater shouted standing up again. With a flick of her index finger, she took the precum from her forehead and placed it seductively into her mouth. “Mmm, you are delicious Quentin. You have a beautiful cock too, no need to change that. Cute ass, and tall. Is there anything else you want me to adjust?” With a momentary glance at my eyes, she read my mind and agreed. “Yes, sure. Not something that I noticed but easy enough to fix.” Once again she traced a finger over a part of my body, this time it was my nose and I felt and heard the pop as the bridge of my nose straightened. I nearly fell to my knees when the magic binding me to the air released, I stumbled ahead the retreated a step, “What will this cost me?” Madam Ater hissed at my words and slid the robe off her shoulders revealing the long thick tail that protruded from her back just above her ass. “The cost is mine to pay and I have paid it. Now go, I must feed… unless you would like to stay and play.” Madam Ater’s sexy ass shifted from side to side as she returned to the two men in her bed. The words were seductive and I stroked my cock at the sight of her naked body. Both men woke and worked on their erections as she slid into bed with them. In moments they had slid inside her dripping pussy and mouth and were pounding away at her, either oblivious to her change or not caring that she was a succubus. With a great deal of effort, I pulled the curtains closed so only the sounds of rapid sloppy fucking could be heard and turned to leave, as I did the shine of the silver ring caught my eye and I stepped closer to see the in***********ion on the yellowed parchment below it. Many of the words were written in a language I’d never seen but the last three were clear and said Ring Of Wishes. I hesitated to take it wondering if Ater was still reading my mind. When she moaned loudly from what was obviously an orgasm I snatched the ring and parchment and headed for the door. I planned on running back home to avoid being seen naked but as I passed through the stone archway my knees collided with the edge of my bed and I fell hard, face-first into the mattress. ----------------- I wrote this story for fun and hope you enjoy it. Next chapters coming soon. If you enjoy my stories you can help support me by buying my books on Amazon. My writers name is T. R. Dixxon for straight romance and H. R. Dixx for Gay and Bisexual. Thanks again and please send me your suggestions for future stories.

Chapter 6 Monday came, and with it the terror of my next session. The appointment was at 3 pm and I didn’t know what to do. All night I twisted and turned in bed thinking about what will happen. Will it be like last time, will he take advantage of me again? Hopefully he had enough last week and will leave me alone. As the hour approached I started to get ready… I looked in my closet and decided to wear the least attractive clothes possible. I put on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, wore some regular cotton panties and a sports bra. It was the bra that made my bust stand out the least, although that wasn’t saying much as it stood out whatever I did. My mom looked at me when we got in the car and asked what’s up with my outfit. I just told her passively that I wanted to be comfortable and we left it at that. She noticed that I was being short with her but she figured that I was probably just in a bad mood. Truth is I was scared and nervous about the appointment. When we got there the receptionist greeted us and told me to just go in, "the doctor will be with you in a moment". My mom gave me a hug and she left. I entered the office and experienced a shiver just as I walked in. My mind was remembering last week’s events. I sat down on the couch and he walked in shortly after. -“Good day Jasmine, how are you feeling?” He looked at me up and down, not seeming too pleased with what I was wearing. “I’m OK, I guess….” -“How do you feel about what occurred last week?” Remember, I want you to be honest. “I… I hated it” -“I can understand that, but don’t worry, today I won’t be touching you” I looked up at him and he just smiled: “No, today you will be doing all the touching….” “Now let’s get out of that sweatshirt, it really doesn’t suit you.” I hesitated and just stared back at him… “Come on, do as you are told, I’m sure that you have contemplated all the possibilities and realized that you have no choice but to submit to my desires. Otherwise you wouldn’t even be here… Correct?” I just held my head low and gave a short nod. I reached down and pulled the sweatshirt over my head. Then he motioned for me to do the same with the bra. I pulled it up as well, exposing my milky white breasts and stretching up to get the bra off which thrust them out even more and gave him a nice show. I then looked at him and the bulge in his trousers was back. -“Nice, very nice, stand up and turn around. Good girl, now take those jeans off slowly and without bending your knees.” I kicked off my snickers and started unzipping with nervous shaking hands. I started lowering my jeans and had to wiggle my hips a bit to get them past my round butt and down my long legs. As I stepped out of them he told me not to turn around yet, but to slip the panties off also. The same way. I hooked my thumbs in the waist band and slowly pulled it over my cheeks, exposing my firm butt and then down my legs. I was sure that he could clearly see my pussy and butt hole in this position, especially since his chair was just a few feet from me. -“Now turn around, that’s it, and sit back on the couch.” I did and crossed my legs immediately. He seemed to like this look also. There was no way to protect my modesty, his gaze was penetrating me from all angles. “Open your beautiful legs for me.” I did. “A bit wider, wider still. That’s a good girl, show me that delicious little cunt of yours. Now touch your breasts. Cup them and giggle them a bit. Nice, I love how they bounce. Your nipples are getting a bit hard, can you feel that?” I just nodded in embarrassment. “Let’s get those nipples hard, really hard. Play with them. Pinch them a bit, that’s it…. And twist them also.” I did as I was instructed and they got hard and the pink turned into red as they I twisted them to his delight. “How does that feel?” “I’m not sure….” -“Does it hurt? Are they painful or just erect and sensitive? “Sensitive….” -“Don’t stop, keep going. Can you reach them with your tongue?” I just looked at him puzzled. I never thought anyone did that. “I’m pretty sure you could. Based on their size and fullness I don’t think you should have any problem. Let’s try it.” I hesitantly lifted my right breast to my face and lowered my mouth and I was able to reach it easier than I thought… “Stick your tongue out and lick it.” I did and it felt weird. I licked it a few times and tasted my own tits for the first time in my life. I was disgusted with myself but just resigned to continue. He then asked me to put it in my mouth and so I did. I parted my lips slowly and fit my whole nipple in my warm mouth. “Now suck on it, suck on your nipple like your nursing yourself. More, suck it in more, that’s it, try to get as much of that tit in your luscious mouth as you can.” I kept sucking it in and got quite a bit of it past my lips. I had to apply more suction to get more in and hold it there, so I was making some slurping sounds and pulling on my tit so it wouldn’t pop out. The sensation was strange but strong, and before I knew it I was shifting uncomfortably on the brown leather couch. He smiled and told me to stop and stand up. I let my boob slip out of my mouth and noticed how red and elongated the nipple got. As I stood up I was shocked to see the wet spot I made right underneath my pussy. I looked up at him and he just nodded like he was expecting that to happen. -“You are a dirty little girl, aren’t you. Wetting my couch with your cunt juice.” Now sit back down and put your hand between your legs. Describe what you feel.” “It, am, it is moist…” -“What is? Be more descriptive” “My vagina” I said shyly…. -“Start rubbing it, smear those juices all over those puffy folds. Ohh, I can smell you from here.” I just looked down and continued rubbing. I hated it but I couldn’t help notice how wet it was and how it got even more so by the minute. My breathing intensified a bit and he asked me to stop and put my fingers in my mouth. I did as he said and was just holding them in. He then told me to suck on them until I clean all the juice off. This was so demeaning but I had no choice so I complied. -“Do you like the taste Jasmine?” “No… Please let me stop…” I said, with my fingers still in my wet mouth. -“I will, once our time is up and your mommy comes to pick you up” he said with a grin. “Now bring your wet fingers to your wet pussy and rub it some more.” I did and soon they were coated in my juices again. “Go ahead and lay back on the couch a bit more so I can see better. Good, now slip one finger in.” As I slipped my index finger in I flinched a bit, it was very tight but also slippery. I moved it in and out as he was telling me now and pretty soon he told me to slip another one in. I pushed my middle finger in next to the other one and gasped due to the slight pain I was feeling. He told me to finger myself a bit faster and soon the pain went away and I was getting those sensations that I had last time when he did this to me. I just kept my eyes shut and bit my lower lip and I was practically masturbating in front of this pervert. “With your other hand start playing with your boobs.” I started squeezing one and then the other. He then asked me to stick my nipple in my mouth and suck on it which I did. I kept fingering my tight cunny with one hand and feeding my tit to my mouth with the other. I could hear sloshing sounds come from between my legs and couldn’t stop myself from moaning, which resulted in dropping my tit. -“Are you getting close?” “What? What do you mean?” I asked with a tremble in my voice. -“Do you feel your orgasm approaching? Think well before you answer.” I knew that lying was futile so I just looked down and nodded. -“Good, now put that tit back in your hot mouth and suck on it harder. It better not fall out again, you understand?” I just nodded with my boob now held between my lips and kept fingering myself. He told me to go faster and I did. Soon I was moving my hips back and forth and rubbing my but on the now wet couch. -“ Ohh, this is beautiful…. Listen to me carefully, I want you to bite down on your nipple, not to elicit pain, just enough to mush it between your teeth.” I did just as he said and a jolt just ran through my tummy and down to my soaking wet pussy that I was now fingering furiously. “Cum for me, cum now Jasmine! NOW!” My orgasm hit me just as he said that and I started shaking, muffled moans were coming from between my lips and tit. It took me a while to calm down from it, but when I did he was watching me intently with lust filled eyes. My orgasm had nothing to do with what he was saying, but I was still appalled at how I came at his command. He obviously just saw it approaching and timed his words that way, probably to show me once again who was in charge. -“You may release that boob from your mouth and take your fingers out of yourself.” I was still panting and my mouth was covered in drool. He just licked his lips and closed his eyes. He then stood up and moved in front of me. His crotch was at my eye level and he instructed me to take his pants off. I slowly reached for his belt and undid it, then I unzipped his fly and pulled them down. He had no underwear on which surprised me, but not as much as I was startled by his penis jumping out and in my face. “Lick your lips for me, good…. Now open up and take me in your sweet teenage mouth. I just closed my eyes and parted my lips, slowly sliding him in. It tasted wretched, precum was already seeping from the tip and onto my tongue. I started moving my mouth up and down his shaft as he was giving me instructions: “Yeah, just like that, now roll your tongue on my cock head as you pull it out, that’s it, slowly slip it back in and apply more suction.” To his delight I was doing everything he said and soon he started grunting and getting even harder. I kept up the sucking and he asked me to reach and cup his balls, so I did. The skin was soft, it felt a bit strange and I just held them in my palm, squeezing gently. The large cock twitched a few times and he just managed to say: “don’t spill a drop” and with that he ejaculated. Squirt after long squirt invaded my inexperienced mouth and as my soft cheeks were getting filled, I had no choice but to swallow. It took me about three or four big gulps to get all of it down my throat. The taste was disgusting as was the whole act that I was performing, but I continued to slowly suckle every drip out of his dick and then pulled my lips off. He just looked down at me with sheer ecstasy and disbelief… My pouty lips were glistening with semen and he just moved his cock head over them, smearing it all over my face. “I could cum again right now if I had any more in me” he whispered while looking into by blue eyes. As he stepped back he pulled his trousers back on and told me to get dressed. I did so quickly and then noticed that we still had about 10 minutes left of today’s session. I sat back on the couch and he spoke: - “ I haven’t had time for a relationship in a few years, and the ones I had were pretty boring. Most respectable women my age will not even consider performing any oral acts, and the ones that do, well let’s just say I am not into. In fact, I only had one girlfriend in collage that used her mouth on me a few times after many months of dating, but even then she finished me with her hand. You see Jasmine, you are the first girl to take my semen in her mouth and definitely the first to swallow it. I had only seen this done in porno movies but always wanted to do it. I just never thought that it would be with a gorgeous 16 year old beauty such as yourself… Even prostitutes make you wear a condom for everything, including oral, so I never saw the appeal. Thank you for being my first and for satisfying this fantasy. As we get to know each other even better, you will satisfy me even more. I just stared back at him with a perplexed look on my face. What have I just done, I swallowed what no woman would, even hookers. I let him do to me what he had no chance of doing with anyone else and now later in life he was using this innocent little girl to make his sick fantasies happen. A tear came down my cheek and a few others followed. -“I didn’t mean to upset you, I was just being honest. Now, while you go home and digest my cum that resides now in your little tummy, I want you to think about how fast you made me orgasm again and the effect you have on other men. Also, next time please wear something nicer, a bit more… sexy if you will. I want you to give me a hard-on the moment you step into my office. OK, now please go into the reception, your mother should be waiting for you. I will not be coming out this time since my erection hasn’t subsided completely and I don’t want to give her the impression that I just fucked her teenage daughter in the mouth….” I just stepped outside and waited for my mom. My head was spinning with what I had just done and what I had just herd. I felt like throwing up, especially after he mentioned how I was digesting his seed in me…. Mom asked me if I wanted to go to the mall this time and I agreed. I wasn’t in the mood, but didn’t want to refuse her again. When we got there we browsed through some stores that we both liked and picked up a few things. As she showed me a skirt that she picked up for me and thought it was cute, I remembered what Dr. Carter asked of me. To wear something more sexy next time. I hated pleasing him but the alternative was far worst. To my mom’s surprise I actually took the skirt and looked at it closer. It was pink and straight with a crack on the right side. Normally I don’t wear this kind because I don’t like showing too much skin, but this time I browsed some more and couldn’t find anything else that would work. Plus I wanted to make my mom happy and “quit wearing jeans all the time” as she put it. I also picked out a few spaghetti strapped tank tops and went to the fitting room to try them on. The tanks were totally showing too much cleavage, but I decided to keep one in black and one in white. Then I tried the skirt on and it fit well, but I noticed that it was about four inches above the knee, which made me uncomfortable, but I had seen other girls wear them and so I just sighed and decided that it was something that I had to do. I also noticed how it hugged my hips and how my bubble butt was stretching the back side of the skirt. I had no choice but to buy them and after some more walking through the mall we went home. Everything around me was triggering images of what happened and what I did. A girl eating a corn dog reminded me of sucking the pervert’s cock, eating ice cream gave me flashbacks of swallowing his cum and a baby with a pacifier in his mouth just brought back the site of me sucking on my own tits and biting down while losing my dignity and climaxing. At home it was a bit better as my parents became a bit more communicative, so it confirmed that as long as I did what Doctor Carter asked of me, everything would be fine outside of our “sessions”.

My name is Diana, and I had lived in the same apartment complex with my husband (Peter) for over 10 years. It's where I met my current best friend (Carol), who lives here as a single mom with two boys (Ben and Jason). Carol has been a great friend over the years, often joining us on vacations and holidays. Peter and I had moved into a house recently, but I still spent time with Carol often. She's very strict with her boys, not allowing them to watch R rated movies, have cell phones, or unsupervised time online. I always felt she was too strict, but both the boys were incredibly well behaved and polite. Peter and I chose to not have kids, and enjoyed the hot wife lifestyle. Carol knew about it, but had no interest in being part of it. She did enjoy hearing about my fun activities though, always asking about the details. I'd tell her about fucking strangers that Peter set up from online personal ads, going to adult theaters and arcades, swinger clubs, ect... I liked sharing my adventures with her, as she was the only one in my personal life that knew about it. We have lived a very adventurous sex life, and I fucking love it! I love the excitement of a new man using my body. Some guys just want to watch, and that turns me on as well... seeing them stare at my tits and pussy while I masterbate in front of them, often while they do the same. Some guys can't wait to slam their cocks into my married pussy, often while my husband watches and films. No one else in our lives know about our relationship, preferring that those around us don't see us different, or expect anything that might eventually make things awkward. We prefer to just play with those we don't really know to avoid drama. Carol is the only person I confide in. As Ben and Jason grew older, I noticed them gawking at me, always staring at my ass or tits. I couldn't blame them for being curious, especially since they didn't have the opportunity to see many women nude due to their strict mother. Peter noticed as well, and would often tease me about it. He knew how much I love the attention, and knowing they want to see more of me. We didn't think much about it, it was just boys being boys. Carol called me crying one day, telling me that an old childhood friend had suddenly passed due to a car accident. She asked me if I could watch Ben for a week while she goes back home for the funeral. Apparently Jason was going to be staying at his friend's house, but Ben didn't have anywhere else to stay. I told her it should be no problem, and that she didn't need to worry about it. I felt they were both old enough to stay home alone, but I didn't say anything, as I didn't want to further upset her. Besides, it could be fun having him over, and it was just a week. The next day Carol pulled up with Ben, and once again thanked me for helping out. I reminded her that I really didn't mind. I am home alone most of the time anyway (I work from home, which I prefer because I can do it at my own pace), and I knew he was well old enough to entertain himself. Carol gave him a hug goodbye and told him to behave (she acts like he's still a young boy, lol). He in turn said he would, as he rolled his eyes while she couldn't see him. Once she left I walked Ben to the room he'd be staying in. It was just a small guest room with shared access to the master bathroom, and a door that lead outside to the pool. I figured he'd be able to play his video games and swim as much as he wanted there. I handed him a tablet so he'd have access to the internet. He looked at me, a little worried and said "Mom, never let's us use these unless it's for school and she's with us". He looked embarrassed saying it, as he knew it was ridiculous, but I think he thought he would get in trouble later if she found out he used it. I giggled a little and said "We both know your mom is to hard on you. You can use it while you're here, I promise not to say anything". With that I gave him a smile and a quick wink, and told him to unpack and make himself at home. Ben smiled, knowing that I honestly wouldn't say anything (I always gave them a little freedom when I could) and said "Thanks Diana, I appreciate it!". I told him he was more than welcome, and then left him to unpack. I could feel him staring at my ass as I walked out, but that was normal for him. I went and did some work on my office, finished up and went to check on him. He had his video games hooked up to the TV in his room already, and was looking at the tablet while laying down on the bed. I asked him if he had brought any swim shorts, and he said he hadn't. So I shook my head and said "well that's not going to do, let's go to the store and get bathing suits. I need a new one anyway." He looked at me a little shocked and asked "are you sure? I really don't want to be a bother." I let him know it was no big deal, and I was going to shower before going out. Once I said that I notice him look me up and down, and I realized he was thinking about what I looked like naked... which I found both amusing and a turn on. I walked out of the room through the shared bathroom and closed the door so I could undress to shower. Once the door was closed and I was undressing, I kept thinking about how he would react to seeing me right now. Slowly undressing and exposing my body... I bet a young man like himself would really enjoy that. I got in the shower and thought about what I'd do if I saw him walk in... would I say anything? Would I pretend not to notice? It'd been awhile since any of the sex adventures my husband and I share... mainly due to his currently busy work schedule. The thought of Ben getting a little peek really started to turn me on. Ideas started racing around my head how I could expose myself, without letting on I knew. I can let him get his thrills all while playing innocent... but how? I knew I wasn't the youngest girl around, and certainly past my prime, but I think I'm still attractive... and I notice guys checking me out all the time (including Ben). I finished my shower and dried off while looking at his door, which was still closed. I wrapped myself in the towel and opened the door to his room to let him know the shower was free if he wanted it. He moved quickly, but it looked like he was rubbing himself over his shorts. I pretended not to notice and asked if he wanted the shower. He replied "no thank you, I took one before coming over". I told him that's fine, just get ready to go and I turned around to go to my room, leaving the bathroom door in his room open, and closing the door behind me to my room... except it didn't close all the way. It was completely unintentional, but I noticed it was still slightly open... and in a small window of time I decided to pretend I didn't notice and leave it that way. Would he notice? Would he try to peek? Just the idea that something might happen made my pussy ache in a good and very familiar way. I decided to just act normal, and do what I normally would do... except secretly keep an eye on the door, of course. So I drop the towel and look at the slightly ajar door via a mirror to see if he's watching... but unfortunately no one was there. Maybe he didn't notice, or maybe he was just scared. I posed in front of the full length mirror nude hoping he might see, but nothing happened. I felt defeated and let down. Maybe he didn't care as much as I thought he did. I started getting dressed, putting on my bra and panties. Once my panties were pulled up I looked in the mirror again and was a little startled when I could see him looking in! I'm pretty sure he missed out on seeing anything good, but I pretended not to notice him and looked at myself in the mirror. Here I was in my underwear with a peeping Tom checking me out, and I could feel the excitement flood through me. I knew he wasn't seeing much more than he would later in a bathing suit, but I knew he wanted to and was willing to sneak to do it... and that it was just a matter of time before Ben would be seeing more of me. I finished getting dressed and I could see him walk away from the door. Off to the store we went to get bathing suits. Once there he quickly found some swimming trunks... he didn't even try them on. Guys have it so much easier than women when it comes to bathing suits. So we went to find myself a new bathing suit. I didn't want to take too long, as I didn't want to bore him to death. So I figured I'd find a few and try them on, and get his opinion. Of course that gave me devilish ideas! I told Ben in a secretive tone "So,I want to find a bathing suit that is a bit sexier... something that will get Peter's attention." He looked at me with a bit of a smirk and said "all these bikinis look sexy", too which I replied I wanted an extra sexy bikini and asked if he could help me decide. His eyes lit up, and said "sure... but I can't really tell how they'll look on you from just seeing them on the rack." I looked at him and saw he was looking at me, just waiting to see what I'd say next. I said "I'll try them on, and you let me know... it's not like I'll be naked, so it should be OK. That is, as long as you don't mind or feel awkward". He tried to play it cool, but I could see in his eyes he was excited as he replied "sure, that's cool". I glanced through the store quickly, looking for the slutiest, most revealing bathing suits in my size. I'm not the skinniest girl, but I'm certainly not fat. I'm not going to go into details about my weight, as I don't think it really matters, but let's just say I'm proportionate and curvy... and guys always seem attracted to my ass and chest. It doesn't help that I have decent size nipples that are hard to hide without a padded bra (which I rarely ever wear). Anyway, I headed toward the dressing room with anticipation and that horny ache that I love. There was an attendant (skinny, mid 20's, hair pulled back in a pony tail) working the dressing rooms, and he said that they couldn't have anyone outside the dressing rooms in the hall way. I told the attendant that I just wanted Ben's opinion, but he said that unfortunately Ben would either have to be in the dressing room with me or I could walk out to show him. I knew that having him in the dressing room with me was too much (I was trying to "accidentally" expose myself so that I could play innocent!), so I asked the attendant if Ben could come in the dressing room after I had it on, and the attendant agreed saying "that's fine, as long as no one is lingering out in the hall". So I took my bathing suits inside the dressing room closest to the entrance so I could get Ben's attention when I needed it. But it was still out of the way to wear he couldn't see me without coming out of the dressing room. I quickly undressed down to just my thong panties and put on the first bathing suit. It was a solid red bikini that barely held up my breasts... I guess I underestimated how big my tits were. It was OK though, I'm sure Ben will enjoy seeing my boobs spilling out of my top. I looked out the dressing room to make sure no one was there, and then quickly walked down the hall and waved Ben over. I saw him smile and start to walk my way, and I saw the attendant look at me and smile really big. I quickly walked back into the dressing room and waited for Ben to come in. The room wasn't that big (in hindsight I should have probably got a handicap booth), so I sat him down on the bench inside and stood in front of him. He looked me up and down and said "wow Diana, that's a really sexy bikini!". I was bit surprised he said that, but I guess he knew what i was going for. I asked "does it fit right? It seems a little tight", as I turned around so he could see my ass, which was about eye level with him sitting down in front of me. He said "It's hard to tell with your panties on under it", which let me know he was noticing. I looked at him with a smile and said "you're supposed to leave them on when trying on clothes for sanitary reasons... but you can tell the bikini covers less than the panties do". He leaned it to look closer, as if he needed to in order to tell it was indeed smaller. I started to worry that I might be coming off as to obvious that I was teasing him, so I mentioned "I know it's just bathing suits, but your mom or Peter might not like that you're in a dressing room with me... so maybe we keep this a secret to avoid upsetting anyone". He looked at me with a big smile and said "I can keep a secret". As soon as he said that I felt a warm shiver up my leg that went directly to my pussy (which he was still staring at, despite it being covered by both the panties and the bathing suit). I chuckled and said "OK, good!". I knew Peter wouldn't care (I actually looked forward to telling him about it! ), but I didn't want Ben to know that. I told him that the bikini fit well, except for up top. I pointed at my breasts and said "I'd worry that I might pop out of this thing". He started staring at my tits, which were not far from his face, and said "it looks like it'll hold". I shifted the small triangles covering my nipples back and forth a little and said "I think this top is to small, and if I move to quickly I'm bound to fall out, exposing my tits". Ben's eyes got wide and he smiled and said "I wish!". I smiled back and he said "try it out, I'm sure it'll hold". I knew what that meant, and I knew what was about to happen. He wanted me to shake and test out the bathing suit, and he expected that my tits would fall out.... and I knew they would, and he'd soon be staring at my naked nipples. I gave it a little wiggle (and already I could feel they were going to come out). I said "maybe you're right, it might just hold" and then did a little hop... and that was all it took. Both my tits popped out the top swallowing the bikini top underneath them. So there before Ben I "accidentally" expose myself and he was getting an eye full. His eyes lit up, and his mouth dropped but then quickly turned to a small smile, never looking away at my tits for a second. I feigned embarrassment and said "I was afraid that would happen, I'm sorry". He looked at me briefly and said "It's OK, it's our secret... accidents happen"... and then stared at my tits again. I said "look at me just standing her with my tits exposed in your face, I'm sorry", as I slowly adjusted and readjusted the bikini, to cover my nipples and slip off repeatedly. Ben just kept staring and said "It's OK, I really don't mind", to which I replied "I bet you don't" with a little giggle. He smiled back as I finally got adjusted, and I told him once again "please don't say anything about this to anyone, I'm really embarrassed". He said it's OK, he wouldn't say a word. I thanked him and reminded him I still had two more outfits to try on. He stood up to leave, but he had an obvious erection he had to adjust. He apologized, and I said "It's OK, just another secret" and winked at him. He smiled back as he started to leave. The door closed, and I immediately removed the bikini and put my hands down my panties. I was soaked! I had just shown Ben my tits, practically rubbing them in his face, and he was clearly hard. I started rubbing my pussy, feeling it build up in intensity, when I heard a small knock on the door. I figured Ben forgot something, and slightly opened the door. There stood the attendant with a big smile on his face, which confused me. I asked if everything was OK, and he said "I'm sorry to bother you, I just thought you might appreciate a second opinion". As soon as he said that, I got the impression he wanted a look as well. I covered my tits with my arm, and still in my panties opened the door and said "I'm not sure how to put on the next bathing suit, can you help me?". He smirked and walked in the dressing room without anything else said, looked at me and said "no one can linger in the hall" and smirked. So I stood there in my thong, covering my nipples with my arm, while he sat down holding the bathing suit, looking at me up and down. I locked the door with my free hand and asked him with a sexy tone "did you come to help, or to get a look?". He smiled and said "Both, I suppose". So I smiled back, dropping my arms to expose my tits, and said "Mmmm good". I was already fucking horny as hell, and now standing in just my panties in front of some stranger. I asked the attendant (I didn't even know his name, nor did I care) "can you help me get this next bathing suit on? It's a one piece, but with very narrow covering... I'm not sure what goes where". He was already holding the bathing suit while continually looking me up and down. I knew how to put it on, but I wanted to see how far this would go. He said "sure. Here I'll hold this out so you can put your leg into it here", and I did just that while he looked at my soaked thong. He then stretched out another piece, and I used his shoulders to balance as I inserted my leg, which literally put my nipples up against his face. I said "I hope you don't mind", and he replied "absolutely not at all!". I pulled up the bathing suit and started to do the straps, but he said "wait... it's not going to fit right with those panties on". I knew what he wanted, and it's what I wanted as well! I asked "is it OK to try on without panties?", too which he replied "no one has to know". I smiled and took off the bathing suit, and then slowly pulled my panties down little by little while looking at his eyes... but his eyes were focused on my pussy the whole time. As soon as they were down to my ankles, I stepped out of them and stood there for a moment to let him take it all in. He was sitting in the same spot Ben was (the only spot), so he was nearly eye level with my pussy. My lips were shaved, but my husband likes me to leave a little hair on top, so I trimmed that down to a small triangle. The attendant slowly reached his hand out to rub my pussy, and it was exactly what I was hoping for. I knew right then that I was going fuck this guy. I gave a little moan, and pulled him up off the seat. The dressing room didn't give a lot of room, but I had worked with less room in adult arcades before. I gave him a deep French kiss while undoing his belt and working his zipper. I dropped to my knees and pulled out his cock (the first new cock I've played with in months!), and without hesitation placed it in my mouth. It was an average sized dick (my husband is certainly bigger) but that didn't matter... I just needed to get fucked! I looked up at him and made eye contact while I worked his cock and rubbed my pussy. I noticed he had a wedding ring on, which turned me further on. I could feel how excited his cock was as it throbbed on my tongue... but I wanted to get fucked before he cum. I also knew Ben was waiting, and didn't want him to get suspicious. I stood up while still working his cock and asked if he had a condom. He hesitantly whispered "no"... I looked down at his dick in my hand and said "you can Fuck me, but only for 1 minute... and you have to tell me when you're ready to cum so I take it in my mouth... deal?". He nodded yes, and I spun around and bent over as much as I could in the booth, giving him access to my overly aroused pussy. He didn't hesitate, I could feel his dick pushing against my pussy looking for the hole and then finally penetrating me. I looked at the mirror I was leaning against and saw his face as he gasped... I needed this, and obviously he did too. I turned my head and said "fuck me like the slut I am", as he quickly picked up pace and fucked me harder. I couldn't wait to tell Peter about this, although I'd have to leave out the part where he fucked me raw (Peter always insisted on condoms). It was less than a minute of fucking, and he said he was going to cum, so I quickly spun around to take his cock in my mouth again, but he was already shooting cum even before I got my lips around it... so some cum ended up on my face, some in my mouth. He wasn't saying a word, he just stood there breathing heavy. I picked up my thong and used it to wipe myself off and then stuck it in my purse. I said "are you good?", and he shook his head yes with a grin. I said "this is never to be spoken of, understood?", and he replied "agreed" as he put his cock back in his pants. I realized I still needed to put on the bathing suit and started stepping back into it. He asked "do you still need help with that", and I replied "I never really needed help with this" with a smirk. I opened the door for him and told him to tell Ben to come back, and of course not tell him anything! He said "no problem" as he took one last look at me naked while I pulled up the bathing suit and closed the door. I looked at myself in the mirror with a mischievous smile, but I was still really wound up! Even more than before! I adjusted the bathing suit, but I noticed it didn't cover my pussy very well... it covered the lips, but that was about it. Right then I heard a slight knock on the door. I opened it to be greeted by a shyly smiling Ben, and I told him to come on in. He sat back down on his same spot and looked me up and down and said "it took you a bit to get this one on". I lied and said that I got a call from Peter, so I got distracted. He looked me up and down, taking me in. The straps went down across my chest, covering my nipples but allowing my breasts to show on each side. It came down to a skinny thong that barely covered my pussy and rode up my ass. I looked at Ben and asked "is this too much?", and he replied "you certainly look sexy!... but... what happened to your underwear?". I looked at him and said "you were right, they made it hard to tell how it fit when they stayed on... so I'm breaking the rules a bit". He smiled at me, and I notice him repeatedly looking at my crotch. I said "I'm afraid it doesn't cover enough down there", and I realized it felt a bit loose in that area too. He was openly staring at my barely covered pussy now, and said "it covers most of everything". I turned around to look at myself in the mirror and saw it just covered my lips, and was certainly loose... if looked at from an angle, you'd probably see way more than should be shown. I could see his reflection in the mirror rubbing his dick in his pants while staring at my ass. Did he not realize I can see him, or is he just to focused on my body to think straight? I asked him "does it show to much in the back? I know it's basically just a string up my ass, and it feels loose". He said "It's probably a bathing suit best worn only at home, but it looks great". I pulled on it slightly, allowing a peek without the string and then turned facing him again. He quickly moved his hand away from his dick, but looked toward my pussy again (which wasn't that far from his face, maybe 2 feet max). I said "I almost feel like you shouldn't see me in this, it is probably too revealing". Ben lied and said "It's not too revealing, it's OK", to which I replied "I guess as long as you can't see most of my pussy and my nipples are covered, it's OK" He smiled at me and said, "is the next one more revealing?". I know he just wanted to know if he'd see more or not, and I wanted to show more. I said "I just have this one bikini left, but I think it might be to big, so I may not bother putting it on". He looked at me and said "it couldn't hurt to find out while you're here". "True" I replied, and then I fun idea hit me. I looked at him and said "can I trust you to close your eyes?". He looked at me confused and said "what?". I told him "rather that have you leave and come back again... it's just one more bathing suit, can I trust you to close your eyes while I try it on? It probably won't fit right anyway, and this way you don't have to keep going back and forth." He looked at me and said "of course". So I smiled, said thanks, and then slowly started to pull my arms out of the bathing suit and told him to close his eyes, and I'd let him know I was dressed again. I watched him close his eyes, but I knew he wouldn't be able to help but peek... He already tried peeking on me once today. As I started to pull the bathing suit down I could see one of his eyes twitching a little, and then the other. He wasn't very good at hiding it, but as long as he didn't know that I knew he was peeking, it would work out fine. I said "thank you for keeping your eyes closed. If Peter knew I was getting naked in a small booth that you were in, it would be hard to explain!", as I pulled down the top part exposing my tits again. He was clearly looking at my tits as soon as they came into view. His head was still moving to look, and I could see his pupils despite him trying to squint like his eyes were closed. I pulled the bathing suit further down and watched his head lower with my hands until I slowly pulled them down and then dropped them to the floor. His eyes fluttered even more than before as he got his first look at my pussy. I was already still so horny after all of the days events. I had shown him my tits, fucked a stranger, and now showing my recently fucked naked pussy. I turned away from him so he could see my ass, and I could bend over giving him a closer view of my cunt. As soon as I turned I could see his eyes were wide open, once again not thinking about how I could see him in the mirror. He went back to rubbing and squeezing his dick through his pants while staring at my ass.... so I bent over (leaving my legs mostly extended, but separated) to pick up the bathing suit, which put my pussy and ass within inches of his face. I took my time grabbing the bathing suit and watched him in the mirror as he leaned even closer to study my pussy, to the point I was a little worried he might bump into me. I picked up the bathing suit and put it back on its hanger, and then turned toward Ben with the new one. As I turned toward him I watched him start to squint again and stop squeezing his dick. I asked "your eyes are still closed, right?" He nodded yes as I could tell he was still looking at me up and down. I said "good... I still can't believe my tits popped out like that earlier, I hope I didn't embarrass you". He smiled while squinting at my hard nipples and he said "I hope you weren't embarrassed, I just felt lucky". I fumbled with the bikini while still standing in front of him nude and said "I guess it's not a big deal, I'm sure you've seen plenty of boobs before... it'll be our fun little secret". I figured I had given him enough time to look me over (with his not very convincingly closed eyes), so I started to put on the bathing suit, which surprisingly fit really well... I guess my tits were bigger than I thought. I noticed he actually closed his eyes once I was fully dressed, and I said "you can open your eyes now". He opened his eyes and acted like it was the first time seeing me in it. It was a tad sexy, but nothing overly sexy. Ben looked me over and said "It's not bad, but I like the others better"... hmm, I wonder why. I said "I'll probably just get all 3 so we can head home before Peter gets there". Ben nodded in agreement and I said, "ok, I'll got dressed and we can leave". I was thinking he would leave the dressing room, but instead he just replied "ok, I'll close my eyes again". I smiled and thought to myself, alright I'll give you another show before we leave. I said "Thanks, Ben" and started undressing. He quickly started squinting just as I pulled down the straps. It was amazing how his head would follow my hands despite him having his eyes closed... it was so obvious he was looking. I said "how do you feel about pizza for dinner tonight" as I dropped the bathing suit to the floor, standing fully nude in front of him again. He said "sounds good" as he looked at my pussy again. I turned my head to look at my butt in the mirror and said "might watch a movie after dinner, but if you don't feel like it you can play your games instead". I'm not sure he heard a word I said, because he was eyes were wide open and staring daggers into my tits and pussy. I wanted to stay like that for awhile so he could soak it all in, but it felt unnatural to be like that for long. I turned back around and watched him close his eyes again (if he was really needing to get away with peeking, he'd be fucked, lol). I picked up the bathing suit off the ground just like before (ass toward him, pussy exposed in front of his face), and once again I saw his eyes open in the mirror. He got close again, I think possibly to smell my pussy... but he was so close I could feel his heavy breath on my cunt, and I'm sure he could see it opening and trembling. I tried to play it cool while I saw him squeezing his cock again. I said "anything in particular you'd like to watch?". Ben said "um... I'm not sure... maybe Game of Thrones... my mom won't let me watch it because of the violence and nudity". I thought about how ironic it was that he was saying that while being so close to my naked pussy that I could feel his breath. I stood up hanging up the bathing suit, and turned toward him to say "you're not a little kid, I'm sure you can handle seeing some violence and nudity in a movie". He smiled with his "closed" eyes and said, "you know mom, she's a bit uptight" with a chuckle, and I replied "that she is... but at Peter and Diana's house, you can let loose a bit... so relax and have fun!". Ben said he was already as he watched me finally cover up on my normal clothes. "All right, eyes open" I said as I finished zipping up my pants. I couldn't believe I manage to stand in front of him naked, putting my naked pussy close to his face, and could act like I never knew he saw me. It was so exciting letting him think he got away with it. Ben stood up... but it was obvious he was sporting an erection again. He realized and looked at me stunned. I chuckled and said "is that because of my bathing suits?". He shrugged and turned red, so I told him "It's OK, it's only natural... it's flattering really, so don't be embarrassed. He looked at me and said "our secret?", and I said "of course" with a happy wink. On the drive home we hooked about how many secrets we had, in just one day. I told him it was all innocent and accidental, but best of not mentioned. Ben agreed, but after a few seconds of silence he said "seeing your tits was my favorite secret". I mocked being shocked, although I was a little surprised he was so blunt. He laughed and said "I'm just teasing, I know it was an accident... but it was a nice one". I smiled and said "I could tell you enjoyed it... oh well, shit happens. It's not a big deal. It's not like you saw me naked... it's just my tits". He smiled and didn't say anything, but I knew what he was thinking about. We got back home and Ben went to his room, and I got on the phone to order some pizzas. Peter got home not long after we did, and I was so excited to tell him about my day. With every new detail I could see him getting more and more turned on. He looked over at the room Ben was staying in, but the door was closed... I'm sure to jack off. Peter pulled me into our bedroom, closed the door, pulled down my shorts. I didn't have any panties on since I left them in my purse, covered in cum. He laid next to me on the bed, pulled out his cock and slid it in me. I told him to be quiet while he slowly starting thrusting inside of me. He said tell me everything. As I gave him the details of teasing Ben, and fucking the attendant, he would slow his thrusts so that he wouldn't cum. He wasn't trying to fuck me hard, he just wanted to fuck me while hearing about my sexy day. I did lie and say the attendant used a condom, but took it off before he cum on my face and mouth. When I told him about being completely naked in front of a "closed" eyes Ben, he said he thought that was "awesome". He said he'd love to have me reenact it for him sometime, so he could see what Ben saw. I told him that sounded like fun. Later that night we all hung out watching movies he's not allowed to see normally while eating pizza. Peter always got along with both Ben and Jason really well. They joked around, made crude comments about girls (and comments about them naked during nude scenes). They laughed at crude comedies... it was nice to see Ben really let loose and enjoy himself. He occasionally check me out, and I knew Peter noticed as well. Eventually Peter and I went to bed, but told Ben to stay up as late as he wanted. I knew as soon as Peter had me alone he would fuck me again, and I was right. This was just the first day of 7 that Ben would be around, and I couldn't wait to see what other fun I could get into. Peter reminded me I was "such a slut", and I smiled and said "I'm your slut".

"I'm CUMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNGGGG" Even as far as they were from neighbors, Anna's screams the past several days could be heard two houses down. "PUMMMP MY FUCKKIIIINNG ASS TYLER GAAAAWWWWWWWDDD!" Tyler was underneath Anna, the crook of his elbows held her legs up and pretzeled around her abodomen before locking behind her neck, suspending her in a position prime for her (until recently) virgin asshole to get plowed through to climax. She was so fucking tight and so wet from her own pussy juices that it took all of his strength not to have already blown his load. But as he felt his sisters legs spasm in response to what seemed to be an earth shattering orgasm, he knew he had permission to do the same. Anna's eyes opened wide along with her mouth as Tyler fucked her deeper and faster than the pace already established. It sent her deeper into climax as she felt his cock twitch and stiffen as he neared completion. She bit her lip as her eyes rolled back and moaned her absolute satisfaction through her teeth as she imagined the hot steamy load about to blast into her anus. "HOLY FUCK! I'M GONNNA CUM ANNA!" Tyler moaned "GIVE IT TO YOUR SLUTTY BABY SISTER! FUCKING FILL MY DIRTY LITTLE ASSHOLE TY!!!1 FUUUCKK!" Tyler's pace quickened even more as he obliged her request. His cock stretched Anna's ass, each thrust smashing into her g-spot through the thin wall between her two holes. This spit and cum from the pre-anal face fucking still dangled from her lips, her tits were a mess of cum and spit as well. She was finally one of the rag dolls she'd watched get railed so many times and she was loving it. She felt his cock stiffen again then gasped a climactic moan of release as Tyler shot his seed deep into her fuckhole. He punched his pelvis hard into her ass giving her every millimeter of his 8 inches. His back arched lifting her higher into the air before he threw her down to the side of the bed. The two lay there panting. Anna began to giggle as she rolled onto her stomach to kiss her gratitude to her brother. Her pussy was throbbing, but she was content. She could tell her legs didn't have much strength in them. But after all the sex of the past week, she was used to figuring out how to cope with that. Their escapade had not slowed Tyler's work, though Anna made sure to take advantage of any break she could; dropping by to suck him off while he worked or fuck him on the floor. She was pleasantly surprised at how perfect the new cabinets were for doggy style. She doubted she could find someone with such a synchronized lust as she had with Tyler, but she knew that when he did leave, she would start looking. Someone... or more someone's cock to fill the time (among other things) when her husband was away... or at the office.... or asleep.... or in the other room; fuck she wanted it to be Tyler, but he had a life, a family, career.. no, she would have to go on the hunt. "Sis?" Tyler huffed. "Yeah, Ty?" Her voice was the same breathy tone. "You trust me?" Anna gave her brother a confused look before an eventual reply, "Of course." With that Tyler planted a deep, passionate kiss on her mouth and popped off the bed to throw his work clothes on. "Come on down when you’re ready... take as long as you need though" Anna was confused, but unfazed. She watched Tyler head down the stairs then laid back down for a minute before the sound of the air compressor and table saw reminded her of the impossibility of napping as of late. She pondered Ty’s change in demeanor, what exactly was going on? "Good to see you gain Frank!" Tyler’s deep voice was even lower addressing the larger man with the scar as the two shook hands. "It's been too long my friend, how the hell are you and the Mrs.?" His accent was difficult for some to understand, but not Tyler. The years of interaction left him well versed. "We're doing great man, truly. Appreciate you and your guys coming out to help with this little project." They both smiled. "Oh please, my guys love working with you guys. We're just about all set by the way." "Fantastic." Tyler headed to the piles of would and hooked up his framing gun before clipping it to his belt. Then jumped over to the pallet of 2x6’s. As Anna soaked in the bath it became obvious that more than Tyler's two hands were working downstairs. She suddenly felt very aware of the open door to the bedroom and to the bathroom and sank a little lower into the tub. There were several voices, hammering and sawing, it made her suddenly rather embarrassed... yet she also could see her nipples rise. Satisfactorily soaked after rinsing her and Tyler’s sex off in the shower, Anna reached for the towel and patted herself down quickly. She somewhat nervously threw it around herself and rushed to close and lock the door. Once safe, she took it off to more thoroughly dry herself, then headed to the vanity to get ready for the day - ass training complete. It was a warm day for fall, Anna donned a light blue linen summer dress that sat loosely just above her knees. The spaghetti straps gave away her decision against a bra, so she threw a jean jacket over it and slipped into a pair of white sneakers before heading down to see what the hell was going on. Her hair was in a ponytail with only her curtain bangs free to dance around in the breeze. Though it was warm in the sun, it was still fall in the Pacific Northwest today, and as she opened the side door to a blast of mountain air, she was glad to have thrown on the coat. Her eyes adjusted to the light and saw Tyler with eight other men working on some sort of structure near the front of her house. Knowing what Tyler paid his workers, this was looking to be quite expensive.. The cost was one concern, but also, what the hell were they building? She made a b-line for Tyler, almost getting knocked down by a couple of guys carrying some plywood. "Hey... uhh Tyler?” Her hands were on her hips as she spoke as assertively as her nervousness would allow "What's up kiddo?" He didn’t look away from the joint he was working. "What's this?" "This is what you and Chris wanted isn't it?" He said as he punched six nails in with his framing gun faster than Anna could process. "Ughhh what is it?" "Dethatched garage/shed/garden workshop." He clipped his gun onto his belt and slid his hammer out to knock one of the nails in, then pound the side of the frame so as to make the joint square and level. "I wanted a shed?" Anna’s annoyance was abated somewhat at how hot Tyler looked up there. "Yeah.. or.. Chris emailed me about it while we were planning. He insisted I hire a crew to put this up and said that you'd pay them." Tyler looked stood up and walked along the top of the frame to the next corner, unfazed by the narrow passageway. "What?! I have no idea what... how much is it?!" Anna trembled through her words. "I know, I would have done it myself, but he was pretty adamant. He even found his own crew, when I saw the price they were gonna charge you, I finally caved and said I’d hire some guys I knew, so this is only gonna cost 15." "15... fifteen grand?" She gasped through the barely audible question then listened attentively as Tyler continued, "Yeah, Chris said he'd transferred the money and everything." Anna's stomach was in knots. Chris didn't have 15k to transfer her. She pulled out her phone and checked, sure enough, she was about 13.5 grand short. "Tyler…” She looked around, trying in vain to be subtle, “can you come down here?" "Give me a minute. Until I get these supports right this thing's about as solid as a gingerbread house." He still hadn’t looked up from his work "But Ty... please!" She felt the heads of the workers turn towards her in response to her outburst. "What?! for fucks sake can't you wait?!” Tyler stopped in his tracks as he saw her face for the first time. Anna finally lost her cool, her cheeks were turning red and her neck was flushed with embarrassment and annoyance she yelled up to her brother, the whole job site went silent, "I can't afford to pay these guys!!!" Tyler turned to her, concern, seemed to mix with anger. "What are you talking about? You can't pay?" Her eyes darted around as she realized the crew members were walking towards the commotion. Tyler jumped down from the roof landing in front of her. She was… scared of him. "I... Let me call Chris, we can straighten this out... I don't... we... we can't afford this kind of thing, I'm sorry, I don’t know what he was thinking! We're gonna have to take it down." Anna spoke frantic as the crew all started to put down their work. "Anna,” Tyler’s voice was calm, but clearly on edge. “the price is for permits, supplies and labor.... 10 grand of that is spent already." "Well, I don't have ten grand either" She said through tears in her eyes. "You hear that guys, this bitch doesn't want to pay us!" "Cool it Frank!" Anna turned to see a large, beer bellied man in his late fifties with a huge scar across his face. He looked devilishly hard. Tyler lunged forward and pulled Anna close. The various figures’ demeanors suddenly seemed far more ominous before. She'd heard contracting was good for money laundering, and she knew Tyler had some sketchy connections, was that how he got such a good deal? If so, she was in real danger... they both were. "This isn't good Anna." Tyler said frankly. Anna was shaking. She was scared, and ashamed, her mind was racing. How could this happen? What was Chris thinking? "Is there anything we could do?" she whispered, "Some type of... I don't know, payment plan, or arrangement." "Ah the bitch want's a financing plan, Claudio, you can finance this shit right?" Frank chuckled to himself, but he was the only laughing. "Depends on her credit score man" Claudio, a shorter, thick built man in his late twenties she imagined, replied. The men laughed, which made Anna feel inexplicably dirty. Anna cowered into Tyler's shoulder, seeking safety from the group slowly circling her. She was a wreck. But when she looked up to him, but saw no sympathy. His arm pulled her away as if to dangle her in front of the workers. "Frank, how much would you pay to do this?" His strong arm held her tight. It almost hurt. Anna stood somewhat frozen in place. Shocked to the core. She yelped as Tyler's hand reached down under her dress and squeezed down onto her left boob, but did not move, apart from her lip trembling, and her diaphragm heaving in and out as tears trickled down her face, Anna was completely still. She couldn’t see that mischievous grin stretched across her brother’s face once again. “Whadya reckon boys? Might put a dent in it? What’s under the dress.” Frank stepped forward. Anna finally fought to break loose, but Tyler’s grip was unshakable. Soon the men had surrounded her, all of their hands were groping and tugging on her skin. Her jacket was pulled off her shoulders, pinning her arms back as her breasts and groin felt the brisk air from inside the shade of the half built structure. “She’s wet as a whistle down here Ty, I think we may have some degree of an agreement put together.” Frank said, his hands were dirty, she felt debris on her thigh from his aggressive groping. Anna screamed for help but before she couldn’t get much out of protesting. The circle closed around her when she felt the fabric of her panties shoved deep into the back of her throat. The man who placed it there pulled tightly on it, stretching the delicate material and rendering her mouth useless. Tears pooled on the edges of her eyes as she flutily flailed against their hands... as ashamed as she was for the circumstance, she was even more ashamed at how strongly she could taste her juices on the panties stuffed in her mouth. It wasn’t just the cold that riddled her body with goosebumps or made her knees weak. It was exhilarating to feel all of these hands over her body. Pinching groping, touching, fucking. She moaned through the fabric as Frank... or maybe Claudio slipped their fingers into her pussy. There was no romance, no caress, no regard for her experience, just their own - and she fucking loved it. A force from behind shoved her to her knees and ripped of her jacket. She felt cold metal on her back, then heard snipping sounds. Her dress fell to the ground in tatters. Suddenly Anna became painfully aware of the forest of dicks pulled out and ready for sucking. The sizes varied, including one man with what had to be close to twelve inches, instinctively she grabbed onto the two adjacent to Frank in front of her before burying his manhood in her face. She was determined to hilt each and every one of these men, and probably a hell of a lot more. She didn’t let herself process her motivation. Was it because she feared for her life, was it because she wanted to appease Tyler, was it because she wanted to? “Ah that’s a good little whore, take that dick like you fucking deserve!” Anna’s hands continued to pump as the rest of her body remained still and the cock currently in her mouth punched in and out of her. She felt her mascara mixing with the spit and precum and tears plastering her face as she rotated through the parade of dick. Her hair was still technically in the ponytail, though the tie was pulled halfway down, and parts had come loose, mingling with the mess on her face. Suddenly the man fucking her face grabbed her hair and smashed her nose into his pubes as he blew his load deep into her throat. Without a second of reprieve a new cock replaced him. This was the twelve inch, the downward curve of his manhood seemed to help with her gag reflex as she realized just moments after she’d taken his full length that it was literally down her throat, not that the man would have given her another option. In and out and in and out they pumped. Her tits were red and tender from all the slapping and groping... 18 hands were treating her object like a toy, like an object for their own amusement. Even the way they fingered her was violent and degrading.... she hadn’t cum so hard in her life. Her jaw was sore, especially dealing with horsecock, though he was kind enough to share her mouth with Frank, the two men fucked and fucked then threw over to the other who proceeded to repeat the pattern. Frank slowed and Anna took the moment to show her gratefulness - after all, he seemed to be the one she owed the money, and the one who agreed to this deal, she had better take good care of him. Slurping up and down, head to shaft locking eyes with the grouch foreman. He watched her eyes rolled back as she felt some blunt object press against her anus and split her open unfit before pressing deep inside her, cold metal pressed against their gooch and bag and she realized they’d probably just shoved a hammer up her ass. She screamed from genuine pain as one of the men began to force the hammer up and down her nubile asshole. The pain infused with pleasure, she felt her nipples harden, arousal took over; she didn't even notice her hand drift down to touch herself but soon her cum was rolling down her pussy onto the hammer. As her anus relaxed, the now lubricated hammer was gradually able to fuck her harder and harder. Frank didn't mind the break from the blowjob, but continued to jerk himself off as Anna leaned back on the palms of her hands to enjoy the brutal fucking someone’s hammer was providing. She bit her lip as she thought of her cum staining the man’s hammer that he’s used every day. Maybe hers wasn’t the first cum to stain it. Suddenly her mind drifted to Marissa, sprawled out on a work bench, the same hammer punching into her while another cock smashed into her beautiful face, now disheveled in the same way hers was. Her moans deepened as orgasms edged closer. She ground her hips, taking care not to unconvinced the rapid thrusting below her. She felt the eighteen watching her, touching themselves as they listed after her body. She felt her sex was being appreciated to a degree previously unfamiliar. It turned her on all the more. Each thrust sent waves through her whole being. She felt it in her toes, in her lips, her breasts. She froze up as she felt her muscles contract, building towards release. Suddenly Frank stepped forward and blew his load straight into her face. Cum dripped down her forehead into her eye, it pulled down her false eyelash and despite the frantic blinking, the cocktail of semen, spit, tear and mascara invaded her left eye. She would have to resign herself to the one for the rest of her time. She licked up the spirts that had landed lower, exhilarated by the thought of more to come. Expectantly, she inhaled... or at least, she began to, but a sandpaper-like vice clasped around her neck, lifting her off her hands, suspending her completely off balance. She opened her eyes, shocked to discover it was actually her brothers hand gripping her throat. “Did we say you could cum whore?” She attempted to respond, but his hand was crushing her windpipe, she couldn’t speak... couldn’t breathe. It only seemed to magnify the wooden hammer hilt pumping in and out of her ass. “Do you think we’re paying you fifteen fucking thousand dollars for YOU to cum?!” His voice rippled through her being. She groped at his forearm in an attempt to find some air. He loosened enough for her to wheeze out a whimpered “no, sir” “That’s right slut. You cum when we say you cum. Am I clear bitch?!” He spat on her face. Fear and disgust flooded her nervous system. She felt so exposed, depraved, twisted. “Yuuu... yes sir” “That’s right, now shut the fuck up and take what’s coming” Tyler dragged her over to the pallet of 2x4’s stacked to roughly waist height and threw her onto the pile. Anna buckled on impact. Was this Tyler's way of protecting her? Was this the dark side of Tyler that her father warned her about? She lay on her side, the raw wood felt abrasive to her soft skin. She could tell her knees and elbows were scraped up, just not how bad. She lay still, daring not to move, wanting not to move, craving nothing more, than to be used. Tyler grabbed the frayed garment, torn and now muddy and wet - he paced back to his sister, tearing strips of fragment off as he went. He grabbed her wrist and rotated her onto her back before dragging her so until her shoulder hung off the edge of the pile - her as off the other. Taking one of the strips he tied it tightly to her wrist and pinned it back along the edge of wood as low as her arm could reach, almost to the floor. He grabbed a nail from his toolbelt, but when he reached for his hammer he realized it was still inside his sister. With an annoyed grunt he yanked the tool out causing a frail whimper from Anna as the coarse material teased her insides. Tyler nailed down the fabric and proceeded to tie her other wrist down as well before shoving the hammer down her gullet and walking away. She could sense the rest of the crew approaching, but lay still. The first thing she felt was a hand grip her thigh then lift it upward. The firm hand squeezed down on her flesh before the man's cock pressed against the entrance to her ass. Anna rolled her hips back, allowing the man better access. She watched another pair of men approach from her periphery. One of them grabbed the head of the hammer and rotated it (and her head) downward until she was fully upside down. The man then began to pump the hammer down her throat deeper and deeper until its head pressed at the edges of her mouth. Anna screamed through the wood as she came to understand it was horsecock pressing into her unexperienced anus, below. Her protest though, did nothing to stop the forceful fucking he intended for her. He sank his full length in the first thrust, then began a frantic rhythm that flooded her body with sensation. His chiseled chest pressed against her leg, another man was pulling and squeezing the other and a couple more groped at her chest and vag. Her pussy was begging to be pleasured. She felt it throbbing, CRYING for dick as horsecock stretched her ass far beyond she imagined possible. She yanked at her restraints, to no avail, the itch would have to go unscratched for now. The man above her chuckled, pointing to her throat. He could see the end of the hammer bulging out of her neck as he continued to fuck her face. That's when she felt a man suddenly pounce onto her chest. He pinched her nipples so hard that she thought he might rip them off, then yanked and tugged till he held both in one vice-like grip and pressed his palm down onto her chest. She winced from the pain, and felt a twitch in her open pussy. The man then grabbed the back of her throat and yanked her head forward. She felt her shoulders strain as she lunged forward and rammed the head of his cock against the back of her throat. His dick pointed upwards, testing her gag reflex. Anna contained herself despite his aggressive thrusting. "That's right bitch, lube me up!" He spat on her hair. Normally, that would cause Anna to slap a man across the face, today, it caused her to grant his request. She took care to try get all the stringy spit that had the hammer had created prior, though a large amount had dripped down her face, into her nose, her eyes, her hair, and onto the ground. The man pushed her head all the way forward, Anna's nose compressed against his pelvis. She coughed, in response the man reached down and plugged her nose then pressed harder with his waist. The position held, Anna began to turn blue. She was still reeling from horsecock's unrelenting pace. His thrusting rubbed her nipples against the grip they were in, furtherly driving her wild. She pressed even harder into the man's hips and began to work her tongue along the underside of his shaft. "FUCK Me cunt, you sure know how to fucking give it!" With a few more pump he was satisfactorily wettened. He threw Anna's head loose with thudded against the two by fours upside down yet again. Her eye refocused just in time to see two hairy balls smack against her face as another penis hilted her tender mouth. All but a handful of hair had escaped her ponytail. The tangled mess of blonde hair once so meticulously cared for draped down onto the muddy floor where it. She felt the man step on it as he thrust his cock into her face. The newly wetted man pressed his cock into the small gap of cleavage left by his grasp of Anna's tits. She'd never really been titty fucked before, it always seems so degrading... unsurprisingly it was, which tantalized her even more. She felt another worker climb onto the edge of the wood pile, she smiled on the cock in her throat as her eyes rolled back. His dick was teasing the entrance to her dripping pussy. Anna yelped as the man practically slipped into her welcoming hole and started to match the thrusting rhythm of horecock. She had never been double penetrated before, or not in real life. Now she knew firsthand what it felt like to be one of those girls she'd watch so often: it was better than she could imagine. The two penises alternated, rubbing the thin membrane between the two holes. Each thrust worked her g-spot and the pressure caused by two men stretching her meant that her clit felt every vein of the worker on top of her. The sensation was overwhelming, but, like a good little whore, Anna fought the urge to climax. An urge that only seemed to get harder and harder. The man on her chest began to thrust faster and faster until Anna felt a string of hot fluid splash on her neck, another, on her chin, then her chest, and another onto her cheek. The last one dripped down into her ear and into her ear canal, muffling the sound on that side. The situation felt so erotic! She knew four men were using her right now, leaving five to watch her depraved debauchery. She squealed and moaned her muffled satisfaction. Two days ago she felt a man inside her anus for the first time. Last week, she had sex with someone other than her husband for the first time in years! Now she lay, fully surrendered to lust and carnality. There was no going back. The facefucker squeezed her throat where his cock bulged out. Anna could feel the skin stretch against his grip with each thrust. Her eyes closed, it took everything to stop herself from cumming. Horsecock stiffened he plunged deeper into her ass than she knew he could, the force of the thrust pushed Anna forward, shifting the 2x4s, when she resettled the meat of her shoulder was pinched between two of the splintery pieces, each thrust from the man mounting her face pinched the material more causing her to wince. She felt the hot load of horsecock blast into her ass, distracting her from her shoulder. Before a moment of reprieve, horsecock was replaced. The shift in size did little to abate the impending release. Anna writhed under her restraint, not only the ones tied around her wrists, but the half dozen hands pinning her for better access to her holes. She turned her gaze in response to a tugging on her head. Opening her one good eye Anna saw that someone was holding a fistful of her hair... no.. that wasn't it, he was masturbating with it. He was literally jerking off into her hair. She'd never seen something like that, and she could not understand why, but with each tug on her head she felt her nipples rise, and her pussy muscles clench. The thought of being able to pleasure someone with even her hair was exhilarating. Almost in unison, the cock in her mouth and pussy burst into her. The sensation was overwhelming but before the explosion of spit and semen burst down her face when the man moved on even settled, a new cock was smashed in. She was in the middle of a frantic grasp for air when he pressed into her mouth. This man was much wider than the other cocks, She felt the the edges of her mouth stretch from his girthiness. Hot semen spurted against the side of her head, she looked and saw that one of the biggest loads she'd ever seen sat mangled in her disheveled blonde mane. She was happy to oblige. She felt a familiar sandpaper grip on her thigh before Tyler's eight inches plowed into her pussy. The pleasure was unparalleled. She squealed and spasmed as the depravity of a public gangbang was magnified by that of its incestuous coercer. Waves of pleasure mounted her hands whitened as she squeezed against the planks. She managed to scream a muffled sound that vaguely resembled the word "Please". "Please WHAT Anna?!" The man on her face released her. Through an explosion of fluid she uttered a breathy, frail, "Please let me cum daddy!" before the cock smashed back into her mouth. "You don't cum until the three of us finish! You are last. Am I clear whore?!" She’d never been spoken to this way. She loved it. Anna had lost track, was this the last three men... actually, hadn't she taken more than six loads already. It was all such a blur. She nodded in response, though nodding while three men fuck you isn't exactly distinguishable. "Hey, cunt! did you fucking hear the man! He asked you a question." He slapped her face as he spoke. Anna cried through the constant pumping and thrusting "Yes daddy, I won't CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMM!" No one heard the words, but everyone understood. The first to finish was the guy fucking her in the ass, rather than cumming inside her, he pulled out and jumped onto the pallet to cum all over her stomach and tits. Previous loads left crusty streaks where his fresh fluid now puddled. The smell of sex was thick. Tyler's pace was frantic and aggressive. It was far more intense than anything she'd remembered. He grabbed both her legs and stretched them wide before pressing all his weight down on them. The shifted angle seemed to punch deeper than horsecock. She arched her back in response. The cold air swept the tender skin of her back. She could feel how raw and mangled rubbing against the wood had left her skin. It was splintered and bruised and burnt. Slowly she shifted back down as the thrusting continued, feeling every wound return to the texture that wounded it. The next load came from the man on her face. The first shot threw straight down her esophagus. The second bounced off her uvula. He pulled out and shot the third on her tits pressing the tip of his cock against her cheek and nose for the fourth and fifth. The cum pooled in the corner of her remaining eye as the man returned his cock to her mouth. She affectionately sucked out a couple more sputters and licked the man clean. Though blindfolded by both crusty and fresh hot semen, she could feel every man’s gaze as Tyler plowed into her. Finally able to use her mouth, Anna moaned her satisfaction and uttered the filthiest smut she'd ever heard. Tyler seemed to approve, his pace quickened, his force doubled. She could hear his skin clapping against her own. Each thrust stung slightly, her thighs and pelvis were as tender as the time she got sunburnt on vacation.. Unlike then though, she was so close to coming that she felt she might explode. "Yeah Ty! Fuck your little whore sister! Oh GOOOD FOOAAUUKK! Yeah, fuck me like you wish you could when I was slutty litle schoolgirl. Fuck me! FUcKKK! YOu feel so good inside me... inside your skank baby sister! FUCK Me FUCCKKKK I want to cum so bad daddy! I want FUCK I want my big brothers hot cum alll inside my tight little pussy!! Please Ty, Please cum for me daddy! Cummm for.... FÄAAAACCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!" She wasn’t even conscious of the words pouring out of her, only the sensation she was feeling. Tyler started pumping even harder, his right arm released her thigh, which proceeded to rest against his body which leaned over her. He clamped down on her breast. She squealed again, before drifting out of self-awareness. Soon all she was the pleasure emanating from her vagina. The sensation engulfed her whole being, every inch of her body ached and stung, but it only seemed to heighten the pleasure building in her loins. "Gaaahhhhhh" Permission granted. As Tyler exploded a river of hot juice Anna surrendered to an explosive orgasm and a half. The release was like nothing she'd ever felt before. Her entire body quivered, her eyes rolled back and her words became incoherant audible spasms. Tyler continued to thrust, which prolonged the overwhelming sensation. Her toes and fingers clamped down as if she were being electrocuted, her whole body contracted and relaxed. She lifted her head straining her shoulder joints yet again, until the tidal wave of pleasure gradually subsided and Anna slumped back down to her place. She lay panting and listening to Tyler do the same. With a neck breaking amount of effort she was able to wipe one of her eyes somewhat clean. She opened it slightly, though the sting of the salty cocktail pooling at the corner remained. She could see the hoard of grinning men, all in various degrees of nakedness. These men knew her... yes in the Biblical sense in that they had sex with her, but more than that, she wasn't the frail housewife to them. She was the vixen, the lustful nymphomaniac depraved enough to fuck anyone, from a hoard of strangers to her own brother. She felt seen, like Tyler had. She winked at them and puckered her lips teasing a kiss. The men laughed, Tyler seemed unamused. "Hey, get back to work! If you need a break, you know where the fuck to find it!" The men laughed their acknowledgement as Anna came to realize she wasn't done yet. Based on where the sun was it had to have been a couple hours. I guess 7500 seems like a steep hourly wage... The men dispersed, grabbing their clothes and gear before returning to their tasks. Anna expected to lie there until further notice, but Tyler picked her up by her waist. She looked up to him through the her eye, now red and teary from the intrusion. He placed her thighs on his shoulders and held her back in place then crawled onto the pallet. Anna squeezed his head as his tongue danced around her clitoris, coaxing her to try and cum again. His index and middle fingers slid inside her pussy and began to massage her g-spot. She hummed through her diaphragm letting Tyler know he'd found it. Tyler let go of Anna's back, trusting her to support herself and began to tease the rim of her pussy while the other was inside and his tongue continued to work her clit. Her eyebrows raised in excited surprise as she realized the teasing was simply to lubricate his hand before plunging it into her ass. He rotated his wrist, teasing the edges of her asshole before twisting his fingers upwards and massaging in and in a cupping motion that paired with his work inside her pussy. This was probably the most methodical and attenuative cunnilingus she had ever experienced, and it proved highly effective. Not even ten minutes had passed and already Anna felt climax approaching. This felt unspeakably intimate. Anna didn't care that a half a dozen men working around her; that any neighbor driving by might be able to see; in this moment, it was just her and Tyler. She bit down on her lip and smiled ear to ear as her tender flesh was finessed so perfectly. The sun burst through its cover and the sensation of its warmth on her tits aroused her all the more. She felt her vagina's muscles quiver and Tyler's routine responded. He bit down on her clit and began to frantically alternate his hands like engine pistons, maintaining the cupped position. Quickly he added his third and fourth finger to her cunt, and a third to her ass. The sensation overwhelmed Anna and she surrendered to writhing convulsions. A pressure built in her loins she hadn't known before this moment, she feared its release, but as Tyler's tongue darted over the meaty nub pinched between his teeth, she had no choice but to surrender. An explosion of watery cum preceded a waterfall of thicker fluid, both of which drenched both Anna and Tyler. The release was unparalleled and as Ann sputtered back down to earth she realized that Tyler had just made her squirt... So it is a real thing! I owe Ms. Adriana Checkik an apology. For a moment, the rage and brutality that filled Tyler's eyes subsided and Anna was reminded of the warm depth of compassion she felt from him. She didn't know why this whole money thing had enraged him so, but she sure was glad it did. She'd have to remember to amass more insoluble debt to him... or at least to Frank. Tyler wiped Anna's face with a clean part of her dress, though she realized a clean spot was hard to find, it appeared to have been used as a cum rag, both her fluid and the men's seemed to stain almost every inch. Apparently there were more orgasm than she was aware of! Tyler tossed it aside and let her down. Then he pulled on his pants and reached yanked the nails out of her restraints. Anna rubbed her wrists, now bruised and tender. And looked deeply into Tyler's eyes. Though no words escaped, her message was clear: thank you. He smiled and kissed her. "Alight, back to work slut." Tyler said, breaking the domineering tone for a moment. Anna bit her lip trying to contain her excitement. Tyler grabbed the fabric around her wrists and yanked her up onto her feet. This was when she realized at some point she lost one of her shoes. He pulled her over to one of the studs that made up the frame of the wall back wall. Plywood had been put on the wall facing the street which meant that for most of the cars driving by her debauchery went unseen. Unless of course they approached from the South, which was less common in the morning/early afternoon... though if they looked back while driving into the city they'd get the same view.... Oh well. Tyler tied the two pieces of fabric together so that her wrists met, then looped it around her wrists and tied another knot. It was only then really, that he noticed how tiny her sister's wrists were... really how tiny she was as a whole. His wife was taller, and had a more athletic build. This did not make Anna hotter, frankly if they were to compare, he'd choose Mar, her head game, pussy juice, and general sex drive was superior, but this did make Anna different. Sometimes you want someone who can ride you into next week, other times you want a rag doll you can toss around.. If all went according to plan, Tyler intended to have both. Anna stayed tied there for the remainder of the day. Each man used her three or four more times. Hair guy came back, fucked each hole before and proceeded to finish in her hair yet again. Anna pulled out her hair tie and gave it to him which he thanked her for. The workers also used her holes for amusement. After pinching her nipples so hard they went numb with a pair of wood clamps, a couple of the men hunted around to see what shit they could fuck her with; screwdriver, mallet, crow bar, wood scrap, level, impact drill... that one freaked her out a bit. Eventually they settled on their penises... which was her personal favorite, only rivaled by the grip end of a their screwdriver. She watched cars roll by, pretty sure some saw her, most people don't notice though, what's right in front of them. Tyler told her that it’s something you don't really realize until you watch someone walk by you while your exposed, he said that apparently people are often too absorbed in their own thing to even notice they could be watching... gangbang for example. The workers went home and Tyler cut Anna free. He brought her to his work trailer, which had a matt, some rough moving blankets, and her tattered dress, which she used as a pillow. He closed the trailer up only to return an hour later with a delicious meal. After she ate, he closed it up again. Anna knew she was supposed to sleep, but she spent half the night masturbating. Early the next morning she awoke to Frank opening the door. "Hungry Hannah?" She nodded, ignoring the fact that he got her name wrong. "Well, open up." Frank said as he unzipped his pants and shoved his limp penis in her mouth. She coaxed him up and proceeded to give the best head she possibly could. Her whole body... and especially her jaw ached. She was sore, could feel scabbing on her joints stretch as Frank thrust into her. With her now free hands she groped his flesh until he pinned her arms behind her back and pumped to completion, blowing his load straight down her gullet. Frank walked away, and Anna realized the whole crew was lined up behind him. She was quite literally having cum for breakfast. When they finished, Tyler tied her up to the same post, where the men fucked her a time or two each. A couple of mountain bikers came by and Claudio invited them to have a go, but they refused, pointing to their rings. Rings which didn't stop them from watching Claudio continue to ram his cock into Anna's pussy though. After lunch Tyler tied her to the pile of wood again, this time face down. From here the men experimented with her. They discovered that she could actually take two, three so long as horescock wasn't one of them, in both of her holes (not at the same time of course). She had only seen one instance of quadruple penetration... technical that was still true, since the dick in her mouth prevented her from turning around to see herself get it. He left her there the rest of the day, though it seemed the fucking was a constant until the sun was going down. The crew said their goodbyes and Tyler carried Anna off to the trailer again. This time she heard him start his truck. She braced herself in the dark space but still managed to get tossed around on the bumps of the road. They were driving fast, on the freeway. She was a bit concerned, but mostly confused... somehow, aroused. She returned to her seat on the floor and scooped and licked up as much cum as she could find, then slid her fingers into her thoroughly creampied fuckhole. She came twice before Tyler opened the doors again. Anna was nearly blinded by the warm light from the building he pulled up to. He yanked her out and her bare foot slipped on the wet asphalt. Without him to catch her, she would have fallen hard. Tyler tossed the moving blanket at her then locked up the trailer and drove off. She realized she was in the loading entrance to a building. She approached, maybe they'd help her, what was going on? Was Frank unsatisfied... I mean he'd technically been satisfied many times over, but... was she on the run?! What the fuck?! Anna walked through the door to find a middle-aged receptionist, she was absolutely stunning, her dark brown her framed her beautiful caramel complexion. Through a warm smile she beckoned her forward. "Are you Ms. Doe?" Anna gave the woman a confused look. "Tyler... erh Mr.... Doe, and Mrs. Doe frequent this spa hotel, primarily our sister location down in Oakland. He made sure our VIP suite was available for you six weeks ago." The woman watched Anna’s face. She still was processing. “Six weeks ago?” She thought aloud. He only got here last week, what.... Anna couldn't put it together. She didn't realize that Tyler and Marissa had fantasized about bringing her into their bedroom, that he'd been planning to seduce her. Nor that his intention was actually to bring her back home with him. They had done similar with Marissa's mother, though that was mostly her doing a few years ago. Eventually she would come to understand the truth. There was no fifteen thousand dollars. No ten thousand either. If she were a carpenter, she would have realized that the structure was built so poorly that any inspector would have had an aneurism before they got out of the car. Tyler threw himself while she got ready that first day, knowing a strong gust of wind could probably blow it over. She also would have noticed that the workers did absolutely nothing. Sure, they cut wood, moved it around, and nailed things... but they weren't building. In fact, this was the first time most had held a hammer. Through Tyler and Rissa's escapades they had developed a rather lengthy list of eligible bachelors down for their... unorthodox relationship. Some were actual pornstars, others were swingers, some were men Mar had picked up, a couple Tyler had picked up for her. In some part of her subconscious Anna may have been privy to the ruse, how aware of it she was we'll never know, but she fully surrendered to it. Suddenly she became aware of her state, dried cum in her hair, and on her face, makeup running everywhere. The closest she came to shower was when Frank and a few of the guys used her as a urinal. "Sorry about my..." "Not to worry Ms. Mrs. Doe usually doesn't even bother with the blanket." The woman handed her a key and a soft bathrobe. She headed to her room where she found champagne, fresh clothes, a drawn bath, and all the amenities imaginable. After three days of pampering and recouping - which included several highly satisfactory yoni massages - Tyler returned to pick Anna up. He was dressed sharply, and Anna was surprised to realize how much she missed seeing him. After a warm embrace the two siblings hopped in his truck and headed back to her place. She returned to discover that the structure was dismantled, the renovations were complete, and... her bags were packed. "What is this?" Anna said both assertive and confused. "Anna, you're miserable here. Chris is an asshole to you, mom's dead, dad might as well be. Your close friends have moved away or grown apart." Anna felt a warmth in Tyler’s voice that melted her. "Yeah, well..." she muttered "Hear me out, Mel and I have a guest house we built for her mom." Tyler watched her as he spoke, pausing as Anna drew his conclusion. "I'd have nothing! Everything's in Chris' name, my car, my credit cards - several of which are maxed out, the house... THE HOUSE!!" She was flustered, mostly because she wanted to run away with him so badly, but genuinely felt she couldn’t. "I could really use some help in the office, you know I pay pretty well... plus, the girls love their Auntie A… I mean, and that would just be a starting point. Eventually, you could get your own place, start a new life! If there's anything we've learned this trip it’s that whoever the fuck has been living here for the past few years, it isn't you." He spoke with such assuredness that Anna felt helpless to concede. "I... I want to... but" Tyler cut her off again, she didn’t mind. She had nothing to say. "You need to. I will leave it at that. No more pressure." Anna looked deep into his eye before tackling him down to the newly laid tile flooring. It wasn’t an answer, but a thank you. She tugged off his shirt and ground her hips against the bulge in his jeans. Tyler's hands slid under her blouse, squeezing tightly to the tender skin just under her boobs. She bit her lip. "$47000" He paused, "sorry?" "$47,000, between my car, credit cards, and all the stuff he's bought me, I'd say I owe him $47,000" She said proudly. It wasn’t easy to do math while also enjoying foreplay. "$73,000" Tyler replied with a wicked grin. "What's that?" "The amount on the invoice that I left on his desk. I'm sure Chris will be willing to come to some sort of agreement." Tyler was caught off guard by the tongue that assaulted his own has his vixen of a sister showed her gratitude. He flipped the blouse over her head, yanking her blonde curls free as Anna reached back to unclasp her bra. She was far too excited to ride that dick of his. Packing his trailer would have taken about a day and a half. But due to all the... breaks, it took almost a week. After the kitchen romp where Anna agreed to move back to California with him. Tyler grabbed his phone and snapped a shot of Anna's cum stained face and chest and texted it to Marissa. "Guess who's cummings home with me." Melanie’s reply came quick. "I'll reserve the cabin.”

Summer break. What shall I do, go home to Mom and Dad? Hell no! Chapter 10 That was true but the real reason for staying was that three of the sisters were renting an apartment for the summer. Shelby, Chelsea and Alexa! They let me know that I'm their unofficial 4th roomate and that I'm expected to be there all the time. Goody! Shelby wanted my help hooking up with girls. We didn't get out and do that all so much but we did watch lesbo porn and masturbate together. Neither of us had ever had a VCR where we could watch whatever we wanted and could do whatever we felt like during it!It started out with keeping our hands under the blankets while we sprawled on the couch and looked at unrealistic girls eating each other out but eventually we would let our covers slide and expose ourselves more. Watching her fingers in her fiery red snatch was exciting to me. Shelby got up in it and rubbed really fast with both hands and yowled like a bobcat when she brought herself off. I let myself moan and squeal in the naturally high voice that I felt when I was cumming. She often gave me her panties to shoot my load in. She seemed to like watching me do that. Not interested in getting my dick inside her but turned on by us both getting off at the same time. It turned me on quite a bit too. One time she asks me to dress up and go down on her. Alexa was away, as she often was, so I went into her room to find an outfit. I find a corset and a wig, high wasted lace support panties and sheer black stockings with lace tops. I do some slutty makeup. Shelby's very titillated by my appearance and also really grateful to me for going through the effort. "Wow! You're hotter than any chick I could ever hook up with. You even wore heels for me! God, I'm getting wet already!" I slurp straight into her strawberry snatch as she watches a porno. I do torrid tongue work all over her meaty thighs, around the edges of her pubic mound and deep into her gooey bits. She can also see me diving into her muff in the mirror on the living room wall. There's lots of visual stimulation for her and she's going nuts. I'm on my hands and knees on the floor and her quim is right at the edge of the couch cushion with her legs spread wide. "You look so hot in that corset! AHHH!! I love seeing your butt in panties and stockings! Uhhhh! Eat me! BABY! Oh FUCK!!" The two women on the video screen are making professional sex sounds and I moan along with them as I'm tongue slathering her in a high pitched feminine voice. All the carnal sounds get me really turned on. Shelby too. Clit licking and vigorous fingers up the cunt and rubbing her G spot delivers her a screaming orgasm. She squirts on me and the couch and there is lots of clean up to do afterward. I make it even worse by rubbing myself through my panties and gushing inside them. Tracy comes to visit and we do a threesome. All inhibitions gone now, finally. These two are embracing their dykedom, maybe not out in public but definitely in the confines of the apartment. There's lots of oral sex, trying to figure out how we can all please and be pleased at the same time. We wind up lying on our sides in a triangle with Tracy eating Shelby, Shelby sucking and jacking my dick right in her face and my tongue in Tracy's hairy crack. When Tracy cums she squeezes my head real hard, Shelby floods Tracy's face with her cum and I'm close but I'm not there yet. I really wanted to orgasm simultaneously with my two sisters but it's hard to concentrate on so many things and all get to the finish line together. They both roll back gasping and glistening and panting and giggling and I'm just like "Hey, what about me?" "Stick it in Shel, she's super wet." says Trace, laughing. "Nooooo" Shelby rolls onto her stomach. She's not interested in a beef injection at the moment. I straddle her child bearing hips and grind my shaft along her sweaty ass crack. Tracy grabs my cock and slides her hand up and down rapidly. There's a good tunnel of ass crack and active palm for me to hump into and I'm about to spew. "Cum on her. I wanna see your cum on her freckles." "Oh ya! pressure right there!" I direct her to the magic spot and her hand pumps vigorously. "Lighter. Ya! Faster!" My dick feels almost numb but a wave is overtaking me. "Oooooohhheeeeeeee!" I shreik like a banshee and a bolt of white lightning blasts out of me and splats down on Shelby's copper freckles. "Guuhhhhh!" I add several more ropes of spunk and Tracy's hand slows and milks my spasmodic prong. "This is fun." She says. "Sometimes I wish I had one" "Blarrr." Says Shelby into the pillow. He back is a sticky creamy mess. . . . . . . My second roommate Chelsea mostly just teases me a lot. She likes to brush me with her long hair. She asks about the condition of my cock and checks for wood herself, especially if we're watching something sexy on TV. Which is often because, surprise, girls watch porn. Her boyfriend visits and we have to listen to them fucking. Alexa gets Chelsea to introduce her boyfriend to B&D. She dresses up in a bustier that I helped her tighten and a long tailed satin cutaway coat. Her panties are vinyl and just below the band of bare thigh she wears fishnets with black garters and black velvet high heel pumps. Her hair is in a long ponytail tied high on top of her head and it adds to her fearsome countenance. She tells Chelsea to blindfold him and then shows her how to tie him to the bed. "Who was that sister in your room that time?" he asks, referring to me, the time I taught his girlfriend how to suck him off. I recall I did most of the work but he wound up getting to fuck her. Humff. "You might meet her again" Chelsea tells him. "now no talking!" She takes charge after Alexa works him over with the riding crop. I come in dressed up in a stretchy black lace teddy and thigh highs with my penis tucked down in stealth mode. He pricks up when he hears my heels on the hardwood floor. I fondle his balls and suck his dick for a while and tickle him with the long blonde wig I'm wearing before handing him off to Chelsea. It felt nice to have a warm cock in my mouth. Had been a while. There wasn't anything special about this guy, in fact I sort of resented him but cock is yummy sometimes, especially when I'm dressed up so sexy. I bet I can take more of it than Chelsea can. He could definitely tell that I wasn't her. We step back and observe as she tries out the bondage and whipping and cock teasing. She sits her quim over his face and works on his hardon with gloved hands. Her bare sex looks quite appetizing, I'm glad I get to see it. Deep pink. His tongue darts out and wiggles and lashes around. I'm glad to see he's giving my sorority sister some good action. He cums with her in his mouth and groans and writhes. That looks like fun. I wish I could do that. Either position. I'm not fussy. This live porno turns Alexa on so much that she whisks me away to her room and fucks the shit out of me. That kind of gets Chelsea out of my mind for a while but not completely. I still think about that deep pink pussy unfolding between her thighs as I thrust my member up into Alexa's gripping, grinding vagina. Her fantastic breasts begin to spill ut of the top of her corset. Mistress rides me like she wants to puncture her uterus. We make a lot of noise when we cum, together. I hope Chelsea hears. I wonder what her boyfriend thinks. . . . . . Alexa either wants me all to herself and behind closed doors or she treats me as a mere acquaintance and we stay out of each other's way. She spends a lot of time alone in her room while the other two and I are usually out in the living room or in and out of the bedrooms with the doors open. Except when somebody has a "visitor". So I get sent home sometimes. Boring. I do keep my dress up clothes in a drawer in her room. My collection includes: A white lace and chiffon with mesh shoulders, white stockings and white shoes. She likes it with lace gloves and bows in my hair. A red satin corset with steel fasteners and stiff boning that cinches my aist and provides the illusion of a bust. I look good wearing black lace low cut bikini panties with this. A pink satiny leotard with ruffled shoulders that mistress likes to pair with a black leather dog collar and leash, sometimes a blindfold. Lots of stockings and panties and garter belts that i wear under my pants to classes and around campus. Alexa explores more dominance and submission with me. We try what she calls shibari. It's the Japanese art of rope bondage and she wants to practice on me. Typically she will tie me up artistically with white or black ropes and then work on my cock while I'm helpless. She will also insert things in my butt hole, plugs or dildos or even a fluffy tail! I find it enhances a long drawn out orgasm. It's completely unnecessary to force me to perform oral sex on her but she likes tying me in a position where I cannot resist and then assaulting my face with her poon. Sometimes she lets me cum and sometimes I'm just at her service. Or cervix. She buys me lots of clothes including a french maid outfit! I have to serve the sisters while I'm wearing it. On a particular Traci visit I get teased and then sexually harassed by all of them. This maid outfit is a black satin dress with a skirt that barley covers my ass. The white lace trim flounces out when I trixie around the apartment. It has a low cut neck line with more white lace that fluffs my chest out nicely and a matching white lace choker. We put a corset on over the dress and it gives me a more hourglass shape and a cute white apron ties around my waist. Sheer black hose with garter straps to keep them hoisted. Black satin gloves that go to my elbows and tie with little black laces. My package is wrapped up neatly in black ruffle-butt bloomers. "Now you know how its like in this man's world, Missy!" They all rub my buttocks under my skirt when I pass by them. I'm feather dusting and serving drinks and bending over to pick up a lot of things. It's amazing just how many things there are that need picking up. "You're a hot little piece of ass honey!" "How'd you like to fuck that little hieny? Mmmm Hot! Hey little baby girl, how 'bout sittin' on my lap?" SMACK. Somebody sticks her finger actually in my butt, through my silk panties. The girls are drinking and laughing and I'm bent at the waist. Oh, it's Alexa's finger penetrating me. "Kevin has something to show you." she says to the girls. I have to get on all fours on the coffee table. Alexa still has a finger in my bum and Chelsea fishes my hardening prick out of my frilly bloomers and strokes it down toward the table top, like I'm a bovine being milked. Alexa's free hand starts swatting my ass cheeks and as they get warmed up I start feeling the strain. The finger in my ass is touching spots that make electric shocks and the hand on my cock is causing a buzz that grows and swells and rings my balls like an alarm bell. I squeal and bleat and cum on the table. "Clean that up little missy!" "Use your panties!" "get me another glass of wine!" How humiliating! I love it! . . . . . . . She brings home a studly guy and I have to suck him off after waiting patiently for hours dressed in a pink anime doll outfit. She dressed me deliberately before she went out to a downtown bar and I just sat and waited obediently in the middle of her bed in a pink ruffle front shirt with long sleeves, a short and flouncy polkadot skirt, big false eyelashes and a wig with bangs and long pin curls. I also wore tights that looked like knee socks with kitty kat faces on them. He's over six feet and smells pretty good. I perform for her on his thick veiny cock. He just stands at the edge of the bed with is dick pulled out of his fly. When I have him close to cumming I hold his sizeable hard on with one hand and cradle his heavy testicles with the fingertips of my other hand. I lay his jumping cockhead on my outstretched tongue and exhale hot breaths down the length of his shaft. I hear his voice rise to near panic as he's about to cum. I lock eyes with my mistress and hear his grunts and feel the hot rivulets of his ejaculation lacing my tongue and dripping down my throat. I can tell by the look on her face that she appreciates me. I'm gazing into her blue eyes as I swallow. This random guy is just a tool by which we show our love and devotion to each other. . . . . . . One time she brings home a little gay boy and he fucks me in the butt. His name is Jack. He talks to me a lot. The things he says makes me feel like a dirty little girl slut who wants her hole filled with hard boy cock. It makes me feel pretty and sexy. My outfit helps with that feeling as well. I'm wearing He puts his tongue on my butt hole and then in it. I squeal and mew at the tickling sensation. I'm bent down with my face in the covers taking an energetic and well lubricated fucking and he feels like he's about to cum in me but suddenly I'm flipped onto my back. I spread wide open like a goood little slut thinking he might want to re enter my ass but he pulls my Hello Kitty panties aside and rubs his hard on up against my stiff member. With a groan and an "OH BABY" he cums on my dick. I feel it pulse and his semen flows onto me. As soon as he finishes he wraps a hand around my member and slicked with his sperm starts jacking it. I'm feeling so turned on that I cum inside of twenty seconds. He holds me pointing straight up and watches as I spray my pink outfit with pearly ribbons. She gets jealous though after watching this and acts wierd. Not horny and wanting me to service her but distant weird. Well she was the one who wanted to watch me have sex with another guy! . . . . . Katie visits but hangs out with other guys which torments me. She meets up with some Frat guys and they drink at the apartment and then talk about going to the local college bar. "You don't have an ID do you? You look way too young. You'll never get in." She hurts my feelings. I could probably get past the door guy if I was dressed up as a hot chick but I don't want the frat guys to see or know about me being like that. I wind up at the apartment alone and get drunk on the couch watching movies. She comes in late at night and wakes me up on the couch to fuck her. "I did it with a guy at the bar, I let him get in me... but he wasn't very good... for me at least. He finished way too fast. I made him wear a condom." I don't want to be a pushover and take sloppy seconds but... I do anyway. I still have feelings, especially with the way she treated me earlier. Fucking her should make me feel better, get that knot out of my stomach. "You'll have to suck my cock first." I tell her cooly. I can be a bitch too. She tugs my pants off and proceeds to mouth me without much enthusiasm, resting her forehead on my abdomen and just sucking at the tip of my dick. She squeezes it a lot with her hand and eventually it gets hard enough that we can consider fucking. I tell her to take off all her clothes and spread herself on the couch beneath me. She's a little dry in the crotch but I'm not getting my mouth down there if some other guy was already in it tonight. I spit on her gash and get my dick to pierce her labia and go inside her. Then she starts rolling her hips and moving up into me with some feeling. My dick is firm but not very sensitive after all the booze I drank so I start fucking her harder. She cums pretty soon and gets a lot wetter which lets me pick up the rhythm even faster. I'm slapping against her thighs and the couch is squeaking. She starts building up to another cum, louder this time, and I spread her legs out and push her knees up to her shoulders. "Fuck me! Fuck me like you love me!" I fuck her like she's a dirty little whore who already took it in the cunt once tonight. I slam it into her over and over. She groans with every thrust. Her cunt is frothy white with slime. "I'll let you. I'll let you do it. Cum in me!"She has her arms around my neck trying to drag me down on top of her. But I don't. I don't cum inside her hot confines. I pull out when I feel it boiling over and let her flop down onto the couch. I kneel over her and aim my pulsing dick right at her drunk sweaty face. "Here's how much I love you." I blow right between her eyes and she grimaces. I hurl rope after rope of white sperm onto her face and hair and neck. I whine and grunt with the released frustration from her treatment of my earlier that night. She squeals and squints, clamping her mouth shut and squirms away to the other end of the couch but I stand up and get in front of her. I comb my fingers into her hair and it's frosting of semen and pull her face towards my still erect dick. "I love you, now suck my cock." "Ummmmmhhhhhfffff" It goes into her mouth and I feel her sucking the last rivulets of cum out of me. I push in a bit futher than she's comfortable with and when she protests I push her head back and away and she flops back on the couch. I tell her to go wash herself up. I go to Alexa's room and lock the door. . . . . . . . I spend a lot of time on the phone talking to Maddy and then she comes to visit. My sisters convince her mother that everything is cool and we are well chaperoned. Alexa dresses up in one of her business suits and introduces herself as my actual sister (older of course) and assures Maddy's mom that everything is above board. I sleep in the dorm after all and her precious daughter Madeline will stay with the girls. The two of us go off to look at the campus. Maddy is considering Colleges this year so I show her around. When we return it seems that my sisters have a plot put together. They set up Alexa's room as a romantic boudoir with silks and candles and low rhythmic music and then stick around in the livingroom and eavesdrop as we have some alone time. I think there might be a camera hidden somewhere because they are commenting and encouraging from the other room. Maddy doesn't seem to notice this. She is totally into me. We can't wait to get each other disrobed. We've been dying to be naked together since we first met on the beach and made out in the lifeguard seat. I got so close to having my cock inside her little body and now I actually get to do it. I jacked off in the panties she left me several times thinking about this moment. Wandering around campus only heightened the anticipation of being alone together and gettin' busy! First our shirts come off and her scant brassier, pink and thin and stringy. We smear skin to skin against each other. Breathing is shallow and excited. Goosebumps are evident. When I said she didn't have breasts at all I was mistaken. There is something there! Maybe more than when I met her. I like to handle them and pinch her nipples. She likes that a lot and when I put my mouth on them she really revs up. It's onto the bed next and I trace a track down her chest and belly with my eager lips. I get to her pussy as quick as I can after pulling her teensy panties off of her slim hips and down her lithe, skinny legs. I nuzzle her pointy hip bones and her tummy quivers with excitement as my mouth nears her downy snatch. My tongue dips within and it indeed tastes like honey! I go shallow, I go deep, I lick and flick and slather the flesh bridge between her wet slit and her tiny krinkle hole. It didn't take too long before her breaths and "ah, ah"s rose up to a climax. Cheers from the peanut gallery in the other room when I make her orgasm in long wailing cries. Then it's time to fit my steely hard prick into her tight vag. It proceeds inward and she lets out a deeply satisfied sigh as I fill her passage up with cock. She isn't a virgin but she hasn't had it long and strong and good like this before. She's very enthusiastic about putting my penis in her mouth too. We break from copulating and she goes down on me. Her skinny body looks so hot down on all fours, trying to get my cock all the way in her mouth. I hear her moaning through her nose. I love her little ass! I reach over her back and pop my finger in her quim to remind her that there is more fucking to be done. I'm ready for more vaginal penetration and she spreads out before me. That pussy is tight! I don't go too fast because I want to last. I want our first time together to be mind blowing! I breathe heavy in her ear and she whines and moans like she's about to cry. I tell her how beautiful she is and how sexy she makes me feel and how I love each little part of her body. I say the word love a lot and she whines and I call her sweet Baby and then I know she's cumming. She clings and squeezes me to her and cries in my ear and then I unload inside her and she moans even louder. There's no way her tiny tunnel can hold the flood I've unleashed inside her. "Oh! OH! That was amaaaaazing!" There's clapping in the other room. Are they guessing at what's happening or are they watching somehow? I wouldn't put it past Mistress Alexa. She's being very accommodating so there must be something in it for her. We sleep for a little while and wake up in a wet spot. I mop her up a little and move her to the outside of the Queen bed. The I put on a robe and walk out to get us some thing from the fridge. "Stud Muffin!" "Don Juan" "You swordsman you! Gave that little girl what she needed!" "Good job!" There's a video on the TV. Yep, it's us! "We're going to go out to a bar and leave you to yourselves." "I can't believe you let him just fuck the shit out of her in your bed." says Chelsea. Alexa doesn't say anything but she looks me right in the eye. I know exactly what she is thinking. I know who owns me. I go back in and we freshen up and make out some more. "I want to do it again" "Do you want to be on top this time?" "Ooh yes! Are you ready?" "You should suck it a little first" Her gorgeous face and lips and braces go down and around my throbbing cock zone. She sucks worshipfully at me and her braces stay out of the way. No injury. She gets on top of me and slides down the rigid pole with no problem. It looks huge penetrating her tiny pelvis. She rides me with abandon. I show her how I can manipulate her clitoris with my thumbs while she concentrates on humping up and down with my rod inside her. She focuses on my cock position and angle and tosses her head back and closes her eyes and shakes and screams out another orgasm. I'm overwhelmed by how sexy she looks and how good her narrow body feels and I pump more sperm up into her. She collapses on me and we gasp and pant together for a long while. My dick softenes and with a ploop it finally ejects from her pussy. And then I feel as she disgorges my frothy load and it flows out of her fucked cunt and puddles on my abdomen. "Oh jeeze!" "That's your sweet little cream pie" We move to the only dry part of the bed left and fall asleep entwined. I feel her nuzzling when she wakes and whispering in my ear. "I've never slept like this with another person before. It's really neat!" We are pressed together, her chin on the top of my head, my face in ther neck, her chest under my chin, her lower belly on my upper belly, arms wrapped around each other. I can reach with one arm and trace her butt crack and skim over her pink poo hole and dip into her pussy crack "Oh! Are we going to do it again? "Ya sweet baby. My cock is getting hard for you again." "ooohhh, you're going to put your... cock inside me again. I love saying that. Your COCK... inside ME. Mmmmm, can we do it from behind? Like doggy style? I 've never done it like that before. Can you show me?" I show her how she can get an orgasm from being fucked from behind. She does exceptionally well with the lesson. I grip her narrow ass and cum inside her yet again. When she flops down on her belly I sit back and watch my goo slide back out of her tender lips and dribble onto the sheets. I wrap her in my arms and we sleep cross ways on the bed to avoid our puddles of love. We walk around the apartment in robes and have more sex. And more sex. Alexa is somewhere else. She didn'd come back after the bar last tnight. Shelby and Chelsea just leer at us. We sleep late and I hear the phone ringing. Chelsea just walks in while we're both naked and lying on the rumpled bed. It's Maddie's mom on the phone. She'll be here in two hours. We make sure to have sex again. I actually start manipulating her body as she's still talking on the phone. Our love making is tight and close with a tinge of sadness at our coming detachment. We could probably just keep fucking each other for a month we think. Maddy pulls me into her like I'm giving her life. My eyes well up and I feel like crying when I cum in her. She wants to kiss me a long time before she goes downstairs to meet her mom. They drive away and I head back up. Lots of laundry to do! . . . . . . . I borrow a car to go visit Maddy. We hang out at a high schooler party and drink wine coolers. She's dangerously cute with her hair up in a bun and little loose bits hanging down beside her face. Her high schooler friends are pretty cute too but I'm laser focused. She gets kind of clingy on me but I like it. Then we go back to her friend's house she's sleeping over at. Everybody else goes to bed and there's no parents around so we fuck each other on all the living room furniture. I get her skinny body bent in all kinds of positions. Front, back, upside down, over the arm of the chair, bent over the back of the couch, flat on the floor. I spread her legs in the splits and roll her up in a ball and fuck straight down into her like I'm drilling for oil. When she starts feeling dry I go down on her and slobber her little pussy all up. I make sure she's wet and maybe had another cum and then I'm back inside and pumping away. My dick feels like superman. "Why are you trying to break me in half?" "Do you want me to stop?" "No. NO NO. Never! Keep making love to me!" When I finally, at long last, bust my nut in her I try to issue a manly roar. Her eyes go wide at the feeling of my cum burst. I had built up a mighty wad of sperm for her. Eventually I soften and pull out and flop back and look at her. I watch my jiz dribble out of her hard pounded pussy. What an adorable cream pie. We spend the next day together doing high school kid things. Mall, arcade, pizza. Late that night after hanging out with her friends she sneaks me into her house and we sleep on the pull out bed in the living room. She says she sleeps there all the time so nobody's gonna check on us. I hear her father bumping around upstairs and I'm terrified. She hides me under the covers but he doesn't come down the stairs and catch us. I can't sleep 'cause I'm too scared. I might have to run out of here naked! We really want to have sex so we take our pants off and keep our t shirts on. I slide up inside of her. Holding it in and not making any noise is the hardest part. Fortunately my dick stays nice and turgid despite how scared I am. Her thin body feels like it's vibrating, like a beating of fairy wings. Her firm gripping pussy feels so good! I cum deep inside her and she cries a little bit and I might have heard her say I love you. I leave really early in the morning before anyone is up.

Varda and me...and Her DAD! By Phyllisroger Varda and I were school friends with one difference. My body was fully developed and hers was still in the “budding process.” I had a nice figure, developed breasts and a nice shape and she was still totally slender. Maybe that was why we became friends...she admired my shape and longed to have a figure like mine. We had lots of fun talking about boys and things like that and, as it came to pass, she invited me to her home where I met her Dad. He was nice to us and treated us like grown ups. One day, Varda asked me to spend the night on the coming Friday. She said her Dad would fix us dinner and we could watch some shows on the telly. I was looking forward to it. Friday couldn’t come soon enough and there it was and the two of us walking to her home after school. Her Dad wasn’t home yet and so we fixed some drinks and had a snack out in her backyard. We sat on the swing and talked of school and the boys and teachers at school. Then, later, we heard the front door open and “Hi, girls!” It was her Dad. Varda introduced us and he took my hand. It was a very warm hand to go with his great smile. He was a good looking man. “I’ll fix us dinner,” he said and walked back inside. I noticed his slender hips. After dinner we three went into his lounge and he turned on the telly for some show. We sat together on her Dad’s couch and after awhile Dad got up, left the room and came back with some packages...handed one to Varda and one to me. “Since you’re spending the night I got you both some new nighties,” he said. We opened the packages to see some nice lingerie. “Come on Sherry,” Varda said, “let’s go to my room and put them on!” We went to her bedroom. Varda took off her clothes and so did I. “You have a nice body,” she said as we stood there looking at each other. I was blushing because she was very slender and I had nice breasts and beginning hair on my fanny...she was just starting to sprout. We put on our nightgowns and there wasn’t much to them. I looked her over and could see all she had which wasn’t much compared to me. Varda looked me over, up and down, particularly the ‘down’ part. “Do you think I’ll have hair there someday?” she asked and I nodded. She reached out and I jumped back. Then I relaxed and she felt by cunt hair. “It’s so soft,” she said, petting me. I was getting aroused. Her fingers were cool but nice as she petted me blonde curls. “It’s curly,” she said and I smiled. I fingered myself a little, too. “Varda?” she looked up. “Do you ever feel yourself? I do sometimes and it makes me hot and also my privates get wet.” “You mean your cunt gets wet…?” There was that word the excited us both. “Varda!” I said in amazement, “that’s a dirty word!” She just smiled. “Maybe we can do it together tonight.” My nightie was so revealing and I wondered about going back into the lounge and her Dad looking at us. I was blushing. Varda took my hand and said: “Don’t worry, it’s just my Dad.” I followed her to where he was watching the show. I was nervous, walking into the lounge in a kind of semi-nakedness but Varda was with me...she was my “protector” in a way and her being there calmed me down. I was certain my whole body was blushing as I knew her Dad was seeing my body through the flimsy gown he had gotten us. “You girls look great,” he said and I started to blush again but there was Varda and we sat on either side of her Dad. He smiled but was staring at the telly and I calmed down. He got up, getting us some drinks, handing them to us and sitting back down. I crossed my legs. “How long have you and my daughter been friends?” he asked. “Since last year,” I said, looking down...I could see my hairs! And pushed down the nightie but it didn’t cover my naked knees...or my curly blonde hairs. “You’re very pretty,” he said. “Thank you for the nightgown,” I said and adjusted on the couch. He put one arm in back of me and the other behind Varda and I calmed down. It was quiet in the room; just the light from the telly and the words of the show. I was getting sleepy. It was time for bed. I felt the warmth of her Dad’s arm behind my head. I laid my head back against his arm. It was comfortable. I looked over at him and he smiled. I took a deep breath and my nipples were hard. I closed my eyes and was very glad Varda was there. His words were in my head: ‘You’re very pretty,” he had said. I recrossed my legs and felt a coolness. Mind you I was young but I knew all of this was making me moist. And nervous...I mean all of me and my breasts and privates were on view through my flimsy gown if anyone wanted to look and I knew ‘you’re very pretty’ meant her Dad had looked! Then...Varda fell asleep.! I heard her breathing slow. Her Dad got up, lifted her into his arms...and carried her to bed! I was alone and sat up. Her Dad came back and sat beside me, putting his arm around me, his hand on my shoulder sending shivers down my arm, back up my arm, washing down between my breasts, my body, tingling all over. “Would you like another drink?” he asked. I nodded and he got up. I was suddenly not sleepy any more. Her Dad was really being nice and I couldn’t get my mind off Varda...asleep in her room and me…alone in my negligee with her Dad and his hot hand. There was a boy in class who told me I was pretty but we were in school and it was just a remark and here I was on a couch almost naked and her Dad with his arm around me, his fingers on my arm, smoothing it...back and forth...he handed me a drink and I looked up at him. “Thank you again for the nightie,” I said “it feels good on me.” Her Dad just smiled but his eyes were glistening and then I was nervous again. “You look great in it,” he said. “There’s not much of it, is there?” I replied. “You’re a very pretty girl,” he said. His words were sending me chills. He sat down again, his arm around me. I thought I should get up and go to bed but my mind and body were confused and curious about what might happen so I hesitated. Soon, I learned what would happen. I laid my head back on his arm, closed my eyes and then he kissed me! Now I was scared but didn’t move, just opened my eyes. “You’re sexy,” he said. “I’m glad I got you and Varda your nightgowns but I really wanted one for you...Varda already has one.” “Like this one?” I asked. “Not exactly,” he said. “You can see everything, can’t you?” I asked. He nodded and kissed me again this time taking my head and feeling the back of my neck. “You’re very beautiful,” he said. All of you!” and he kissed me again. Now was the time, I thought...the time to get up and join Varda but my body didn’t want to move...my lips needed another kiss; then his tongue was licking my lips. I licked him back and then it was all too late to stop him or his tongue or his hands. He pushed off my shoulder strap, exposing my breasts. “Yes I can see everything and you’re beautiful,” he said, his fingers moving over my breasts. Then he was kissing my nipples and moving my gown down further. My nipples were hard and he sucked and licked them. His tongue was sending me thrills. I hoped he wouldn’t stop. I held his head against me and took a deep breath. Whatever was happening was new and exciting. He was kissing me again and his hands all over me. He whispered: “I’m going to make a woman of you tonight you beautiful thing.” I was scared and also ready; his hands all over my body. I lifted and he took off my nightie...it was so dark and quiet in the room with just the hum of the telly. “Varda is sound asleep,” he said. “She will sleep until morning and by then you will be a woman.” I put my hand on his leg and squeezed. I opened my legs and his hands stroked my tight tummy, playing with my hairs and...I gasped...his fingers were stroking me and he whispered again: “You’re hot and you’re wet...just like I knew you would be.” I clamped my legs on his hand sending his fingers inside and I released as he stroked and stroked. Then he got up from the couch. I looked at him, thinking please don’t stop...not now! But he knelt in front of me, opening my knees, hands under my bottom pulling me to him...”Now I’m going to make you a woman,” he whispered and his face was on my privates...”You’re licking my cunt,” I said. I had never used that word with a man before and I shivered at the dirty word. He was definitely licking and spreading open my cunt lips and I arched my back...I was twisting on the couch, spreading myself wide, closing my eyes, enjoying that tongue. My hands went to his head and played with his ears, feeling his movement, his tongue up one side and licking my clit...”Oh God!” I exclaimed and his hand went to my mouth. “Shhh,” he whispered. I bit his finger gently and then licked it as I was moving on his face and cumming like I had never cum before. I couldn’t catch my breath and squeezed my thighs on his cheeks...lick, lick...”Please don’t,” I said. “Please don’t stop...please,” I exhaled and was sweating, sucking on that finger in my mouth. Then he was kissing me, my legs around his waist...he was naked, too...and his hair on my wet cunt was wonderful. It was so nice now to be a woman, just like he said. I wondered if I could come visit again and spend the night with Varda. I didn’t have to wait long to find out.

Lilly sits silently in the passenger seat of her fathers car. The cool rainy October night air blowing threw the half opened window. She hasn't felt this tired in a long time. She's had a long rough day. Watching the scenery go by out side she nods off, a smile on her face. Her father one hand on the wheel the other nestled deep between Lilly's crossed legs. He gently messages her clit in slow circular motions. He Isn't trying to bring her to orgasm, just keeping her in a slight state of arousal. He likes the feeling of her soft wet cunt, even though she has not allowed him to penetrate her yet. She is still a virgin, and he knows it is his job to break it during a special occasion. He hopes that the day will come soon, but he's content for now with having her give him a blow job whenever he desires. It's enough for now. Her cunt is warm and wet, and it feels so good in his palm. Arriving home, Lilly's father helps her out of the car and picks her up. She wraps her legs around his waist and buries her face in his neck, her warm breath slow and soft. As he opens the front door, he hears Lilly let out a soft moan. The sound echoes in the dark hallway, bouncing off the walls. He carries her to her bed room, laying her down on her bed, and opens her corset to expose her bare developing breasts. He places his hand over her chest and gently rubs his palm over her erect nipples. They're small and pink, and they make him smile. Lilly lets out another soft moan. Her eyelids flutter, but she is still half asleep. He watches her body move softly, her eyes rolling back as he pinches her nipple softly between his finger and thumb. She squirms gently, as her father continues by pulling off her skirt, and undoing the garter belt straps from her stockings. He leaves her completely naked on the bed. Her hair splayed around her head on the pillow. Her erect nipples rise and fall as she breathes slowly. She is utterly and completely at peace. His gaze follows the sudtle curve of her developing hips, down to the soft flesh of her flat belly. He's always had a soft spot for a woman's belly, he likes to run his fingers down the skin, and feel the smoothness. He places a gentle kiss on Lilly's tummy, and then a little further down, the soft skin of her mound, to the soft smooth hairless skin above her clit. Her cunt has not yet begun to grow any hair, and it glistens in the soft light that streams in through the window. He parts her lips and sticks his tongue into her opening, his nose pressed up against the warm flesh of her pubic mound. His tongue is warm and wet, and it feels amazing in Lilly's tight opening. She moans softly. It makes him smile, because he knows how good he's making his little girl feel. He licks in long slow strokes, tasting her nectar. It's sweet and thick, and it drips out of her like honey. He savors the taste in his mouth, knowing it'll be gone soon. He pulls her tender small bead of a clit into his lips and sucks hard. She begins to squirm and moan. He presses his mouth harder, trying to suck her clit inside, but she is so small. He opens her wide, and shoves his tongue as far inside as it will go. He hears her breath hitch and she lifts her head, opening her eyes slowly. "Daddy, that feels so good." She whispers. He keeps sucking and licking her soft opening, enjoying her taste. He can feel the walls of her cunt begin to contract and squeeze, as the waves of her orgasm begin to build inside her. Her hips move up and down, grinding into his mouth, seeking the release she's desperate for. He pushes his tongue inside her and pushes down hard, letting her use him as a masturbatory tool, as she chases her orgasm. She gasps as she peaks, and he holds her in his mouth until she is done. The warmth of his mouth and the sensation of his tongue still moving inside her, pushing her orgasm on even further. He feels her walls clenching and unclenching as she begins to come down from her orgasm. As her breathing slows, he pulls his mouth from between her legs, and she lets out a soft whimper of protest. "Good girl, sweetie," He whispers. "I love to see you enjoy my mouth on you like this." He gives her cunt a final kiss, and then he crawls up beside her. He wraps his arms around her and she nuzzles up close to him. "Daddy, thank you. I'm glad you enjoy the things I like." She whispers. "I like when you lick me too." She adds. "That is what I'm here for, sweetie. I enjoy pleasuring you. Now go to sleep baby girl you have school tomorrow." He says. She rolls over on her side and lets out a little sigh. "Goodnight daddy. I love you." She whispers. He kisses her forehead and says "I love you too baby girl." Lilly begins to doze off as she thinks about the night and the succubus. Her father has been more attentive, and has shown more interest in her than he has before. It's made her feel very special. She knows that her father enjoys her company, but it is nice to have him want to spend time with her. The only problem is that she feels she needs to be a part of this, to be with her father. She knows she can't exist without him, but she also knows that he doesn't understand the way her relationship with the succubus is progressing. She falls asleep with thoughts of her father in her mind. Lilly is awoken the next morning by the sounds of the birds chirping outside her window. She stretches and yawns, as the soft morning sunlight fills her room. As she lies in her bed, the events from the day before flood back to her memory. She remembers the way the men looked at her with desire in their eyes. She remembers the way her clit pulsed when she felt them staring at her. She remembers how the succubus controlled them all. She feels herself getting wet as the memory of last night plays back in her mind. She imagines her father licking her between the legs. She can't help but play with herself as she recalls the feel of his tongue in her cunt, she's so turned on. The succubus is awake, watching Lilly play with herself in her bed, her face is twisted into a pleasured expression. "I am so pleased that you are finally embracing the darkness inside of you sweet Lilly. You are becoming quite a sexual goddess." The succubus says with amusement. Lilly ignores the succubus, she's too lost in her fantasy. "Succubus, you did it to everyone last night." She says. "You controlled them, and I loved it. I love the way I can use my sexuality to control people. You made it so easy, I had a ball." She adds. "I did it to for you, my dear. I wanted to expose you to your powers, and give you the confidence you need to feel sexy and empowered. I needed you to know that you have an ability, that you are an object of desire. Now I can teach you more. I want you to understand your power and harness it. It is time to learn about your new world." The succubus says, as it watches Lilly play with herself. Lilly's bedroom door opens as Lilly is furiously rubbing her clit and whimpering. Her father walks in and sits on the bed beside her. Lilly's cheeks turn bright red and she stops rubbing. "Dad, uhh.. good morning. I'm sorry I was just trying to um..." Her father chuckles and shakes his head. "Don't worry about it Lilly, you don't need to hide anything from me. You have a beautiful body and I love seeing you enjoy yourself. "I will help you wake up from now on this way. Here let me help." Her father says as he places his hand between Lilly's legs. He pulls her hand away, replacing it with his. He begins to rub her cunt in slow circles, feeling the wetness of her juices already covering her. He can feel her body start to react as he starts to push his finger into her. "Is that better sweetie?" He asks. Lilly's eyes roll back into her head as her father rubs her, her body goes limp and she feels the wave of orgasm come over her. "Yes, thank you daddy. It feels so good." She says, as she tries to regain control of herself. Her fathers thumb pushes down hard on her clit and she can't help but cry out. "Daddy I need to pee." She says, trying to fight her urge to orgasm. Her father smirks at her and pulls his hand away. "It's ok baby girl, go ahead." He says. "B..But, Here?" Lilly stammers. He nods. "Yes, go ahead baby girl, go ahead and pee." She looks at him with a confused expression, her mind fogged by her sexual arousal. "But it will get all over my bed and blankets." She says, as she looks at him with wide eyes. He chuckles, and leans forward, whispering into her ear. "Go ahead sweetie, I want to watch you pee on your bed. I want to watch you piss all over yourself." He growls. Lilly can't believe the words coming out of her father's mouth. But it feels so hot to her. Her mind begins to fog as she feels herself getting aroused again. She opens her legs wider, as her fathers hand returns to her clit and he rubs her again, trying to bring her to orgasm. As her father rubs her clit, her need to urinate gets stronger. She tries to hold it in, but her bladder won't listen. She feels the warmth between her legs grow hotter as she tries to hold it in, her body begging for release. Her father rubs her clit harder as she cries out, her body tensing up. "Daddy, I'm going to pee!" She cries out, and lets her bladder go. As she feels the warmth gush out of her and spread between her legs, she feels her orgasm erupt from deep inside her. Lilly can't stop her body from reacting, as the hot stream of urine rushes out of her, she can't stop herself. She is writhing and screaming. "Daddy! Daddy! It feels so good! Oh daddy, I'm peeing, daddy!" She cries. Her face contorted with pleasure and confusion. She feels her juices leaking out of her cunt and onto her father's hand, she's lost in the euphoria. The sensation of her warm piss soaking her bed around her makes her climax harder, she can't stop her body from reacting. As her stream begins to slow and her orgasm subsides, she feels the pressure in her bladder slowly release. "Daddy that felt amazing." She says, looking up at him with a happy expression. "I love when you make me pee." She adds. Her father chuckles, and looks at her. "I know sweetie. That was beautiful. Now lets get you dressed for school." He says as he helps her out of bed. "Lets see what you should wear today." Lilly's father rummages threw all the new and old clothes her daughter has. "Sweetie I think these would be a good outfit to wear today." He says as he hands Lilly a short pleated blue plaid skirt, with a tight thin white v-neck tee shirt. "Dad, I don't have anything to wear under these clothes." Lilly says as she takes the clothing from his hands. Her father looks at her with a mischievous grin. "No, you don't need anything." He says. "I want you to walk around all day with your little cunt and butt hanging out for everyone to see. You will wear the skirt and nothing else, unless you want to wear a bra, but I don't think you do." Lilly can't believe the words coming out of her fathers mouth. He's never acted like this before. It is a complete one-eighty from the way he acts normally. It's making her hot and excited, but also a little nervous. "Look. See sweetie." As he faces her towards a large stand up mirror. "It's cold out side, so your nipples will be hard all day, and visible for everyone to see." Lilly can see her reflection in the mirror. The skirt is short, just below her ass cheeks. Her pale skin is visible to all the people who see her. Her nipples are visible too. "Wow! Daddy, I'm showing a lot of skin." She says as she looks down at herself. "What will everyone think of me?" He gives her a hug and kisses her forehead. "You look beautiful my darling girl. Don't worry about anyone, just enjoy yourself. It's time for you to take a stand for yourself and show the world who you are." He whispers as he kisses her neck. As her father helps her into her clothes, she can't help but notice a small box on her bed. "What is that Daddy?" Lilly staring at it with a curious gleam in her eyes. "Ohh, that, I went and bought you a present while you where sleeping last night." He says, with a smug smile on his face. He opens the box and hands her a small round spade shaped object with a blue gem at the end. "This baby girl is a plug." Lilly takes the plug from him. She's not sure what he means. "What is this?" She asks, looking up at her father. "Oh, I think you know what it is sweetie. I want you to put it inside you. You want to show us your pretty little butt hole don't you." He says. Lilly blushes as her fathers words strike a chord inside her. She does want him to defile her. But she's also very nervous. She looks down at the object and notices the small hole on the spade shaped tip. "It looks like a butt plug. But why would I want to put it in?" She asks, looking back at her father. "It's ok baby, we can take this slow." Her father says, sensing her nervousness. "Now bend over and put your hands on the bed. Stand with your legs apart sweetie." He says as he steps towards her. "Ok, but why do I need to do this?" Lilly asks as she follows his orders. "I don't understand why you want this in my butt?" He puts his hand on her back, "Honey it's ok, I can show you." He says as he puts his other hand on her butt and begins to rub. He runs his finger around the rim of her anus and Lilly gasps at the sensation. Her fathers voice is calm and reassuring as he talks to her. "Sweetie it's ok. Now take a deep breath and relax. Let me put this in you." As he says this, he pushes the plug up to her squeezing anus. Lilly feels the pressure from the plug and she tries to pull away from her father. "Daddy! That hurts. It's too big! Please." She cries, but her fathers firm hand keeps her pinned. The plug is only the width of a medicine bottle at the widest point. But she is clenching her muscles so hard that he cannot get past her tight opening. "Sweetie you need to relax for me. It's ok baby, I will take care of you. This will feel good I promise." Her father says, as he tries to push harder against her anus. She relaxes a little and feels the pressure again, this time his pushes the plug inside a little further. She feels the wide tip slide into her tight anus, it's burning sensation painful. "Daddy, please." She says, her voice weak and timid. "Please take it out." But her father doesn't listen, he continues to push it into her. It's burning and hurts so bad. Lilly feels tears in her eyes, as she feels the plug go deeper into her. "Lilly dear, you know what happens when you don't succumb to the dark desires." The succubus whispers. "This is all him. Everyone has their own restrained sexual desires. He wants to do this." Lilly looks up at the mirror and sees her father forcing the plug into her butt. "Daddy, stop it hurts!" Lilly cries. But her father continues to ignore her cries, and push the plug deeper into her. It burns, and the pain makes it hard for her to focus on what is happening to her body. Lilly closes her eyes, trying to block out the pain of the plug in her ass. But she can feel the warmth spreading around her anus as she is violated. The tears begin to fall down her cheeks as she begins to sob. "Sweetie I need you to relax for me." Her father says, his voice calm and reassuring. She opens her eyes, and sees the soft caring smile on his face. She watches him slowly push the plug into her, the blue gem at the base shining in the bright light of the room. With a final push and pop, it slides in. Lilly squeezes and relaxes little hole around the hard plug. "Good girl, that's my good baby girl." Lilly doesn't say a word as she stands up, feeling the plug move inside of her. She wobbles a little as she tries to regain her balance. She feels the weight of the plug move with her. The feeling is so odd, like an alien object inside of her. "Now keep that inside and don't take it out until I remove it. Ok?" He asks. Lilly nods, unable to speak. "Now sit on the bed and ill put your shoes on. Than well go have breakfast." He says as he grabs a pair of black knee high boots. As she sits down, the plug shifts inside of her and she lets out a small cry of pain. Her father smirks at her. "Good girl. Keep it inside for me ok?" She nods, and he begins to put her shoes on her. As she sits on the bed the plug shifts inside her, and the feeling of the gem pressing up against her rectum makes her feel like she is going to orgasm. "Lilly, you are wearing this plug because you need to embrace who you really are. It is the first step in understanding your true self." The succubus says as it watches Lilly struggle with the plug in her ass. "You need to see this through. I will show you." After he finishes putting on her boots, Lilly and her father walk hand in hand to the kitchen. Lilly's legs are all wobbly like a newly birthed fawn. The plug is moving and shifting inside her, every time she moves it makes her feel so good. She can feel the warmth between her legs growing hotter. The feeling is so strange, but she likes it. She likes the way she feels, she likes the way her father is treating her. She likes the way she can feel herself getting wet. The feeling is so odd but so arousing. Set on the kitchen table is a single plate of eggs, bacon, and toast. Lilly's father takes a seat. Lilly is still holding his hand as she sits down next to him. Her skirt rides up high on her legs, as she takes a seat. Lilly's father lets go of her hand, and sets it on her lap, where she is hiding her moist cunt. "Eat up baby." "But there is only one serving, where is my breakfast?" Lilly asks as she watches her father eat. He takes a bite of the bacon and shakes his head. "No honey. I'm taking care of you." He says, as he pulls out his flaccid penis. "I want you to have your breakfast, I want to see you enjoy yourself." "Eat up dear Lilly." The succubus whispers. "Feed from your father like a calf from its mother." Lilly blushes and looks at her father. "Daddy, do you want me to feed from you?" She asks. Her father chuckles and nods. "Of course, that's what you are supposed to do. You are my baby girl, my little Lilly, my baby." He says as he allows her to get down between his knees. "Now eat your breakfast." Lilly licks her lips as she looks at her fathers penis. She wraps her hands around it and brings her mouth down on it. The warmth and musky smell of her father fills her nostrils. She can feel her own excitement building inside her. She takes her fathers shaft into her mouth and begins to suck hard. "Tell me Lilly, how does it feel to suck on your daddy for your breakfast?" The succubus asks. Lilly doesn't answer, but continues to suck on her fathers slowly growing erection. She can taste the precum leaking out. Her mind flooded with dirty thoughts of what she wants to do to him. She pulls her mouth off his penis, and gives it a lick. She looks up at her father. "You know, you taste really good daddy. I love your taste." She says, with a sly grin. "Can I have more please." Her father chuckles. "Of course baby." He says as he sits forward in his chair. "I will always give you what you need." He says, as he continues to eat his breakfast. Lilly takes her father's shaft back in her mouth. As she sucks, she feels the plug in her ass move again. She looks up at her father as he eats. She moves her hand from his shaft, down to her cunt. She parts her lips and begins to rub herself, her fingers circling her clit, pushing into her wet pussy. She can feel herself getting closer, but she doesn't want to climax just yet. She wants to hold on. She wants this feeling to last as long as possible. She sucks desperately and with purpose, needing her fathers milk. Her tongue moves up and down his shaft, licking it. "Lilly, I can feel you getting wetter. You really enjoy this." The succubus says, watching Lilly play with herself. "Do you enjoy your father's penis in your mouth? You enjoy it so much. You really need his seed. It is the only way you can survive. He can't live without you Lilly. He needs you as much as you need him." "Daddy, I want to make you feel good." Lilly says, pulling her mouth off of his penis. "Lilly, that feels really good. But you need to hurry up and eat or you will be late for school" He says. Lilly goes back to sucking and rubbing her clit, now as fast as she can. "Yes, Lilly, keep sucking on your father. Keep drinking his milk. I am so proud of you. You are doing everything so well." The succubus says as Lilly keeps sucking her fathers penis. Lilly's fingers pushing faster and harder against her clit. She needs to climax. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to her orgasm, she can feel her body begin to tighten. She pushes her father's cock deeper into her throat. She wants to taste him inside of her. She wants to taste his seed. Lilly feels him tense, she looks up at him with a questioning look. Her father nods. She begins to suck hard and fast. His shaft pulsates as he begins to climax. Lilly tastes the warm sticky cum in her mouth, it fills her cheeks. Lilly sucks harder and harder, trying to drain every last drop of his semen from him. Her body is beginning to tense too. She rubs herself faster and harder, her fingers slipping around in her wetness, as she tries to climax too. The plug in her ass moving inside her, causing the pleasure to increase. She can feel the cum flowing out of his penis into her mouth, and she feels it slide down her throat. She feels him stiffen and then relax. She hears the chair push back and Lilly feels a hand on her head. "Lilly that was really good. You are getting better at it all the time." He says as he gently pushes her away. Lilly lets his cock slip out of her mouth, strings of spit connecting her lips and his penis. She looks up at her father with a confused expression. "What's wrong Daddy?." She says, as she rubs her clit harder. She can feel the orgasm build inside her, as she looks up at her father a small stream of his seed running down the corner of her mouth to her chin. Her father kneels down and whispers in her ear. "Sweetie, it's time for you to orgasm. I want to see you get all wet and messy for me. It's time to show me that pretty little cunt of yours." Her father says as he reaches his hand under her skirt and begins to rub her pussy. "Oh look how wet you are baby girl. You must really enjoy sucking on daddy for your breakfast." The feel of her fathers hand on her cunt is overwhelming. The sensation is too much for her body to handle, the plug inside her ass, his hand rubbing her pussy, she can't hold back any longer. She begins to moan loudly, she pushes her hips out for more. She closes her eyes as she begins to moan louder. Lilly's orgasm is intense, she can feel her father pushing the plug into her ass as she climaxes, she doesn't want him to stop. She moans loudly and loudly into the morning air. Her father lets her climax subside before saying. "Your such a good little girl, you finished all your breakfast." He says, as he picks her up and puts her on her feet. "Now let me drive you to school."

Introduction Hi, my name is Vanessa. I was born in December 1975 and now have a 34AA–24–35 95-pound figure with blondish hair. In 1998 I quit my boring existence in a little town in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a middle-aged man in the East Midlands of England. It was a brave decision to make as I’d applied for the job after seeing the job advert in a BDSM magazine that someone had left in the hairdressers where I worked. I didn’t really know what I was letting myself in for, but I really did need to do something because my life was so drab and boring. Even the interview for the job was unbelievable, but I was so desperate to change my life that I did everything that was asked of me, and I was finally offered the job. Shortly after starting the job my employer (Jon) told me to write a Journal of my new life, and he has since created a web site that it is published on. If you care to read my Journal you will discover that my relationship with Jon is rather different to that of most employee and employer, but I have easily come to realise that I have a life that just could not be more satisfying or pleasurable. I love my life and all the little adventures that Jon and I get up to. Apart from a little bit of hair that grows on my legs, I have no body hair below my neck. It’s all been removed with electrolysis. I’m slim with small(ish), pert breasts that have small aureoles and giant nipples. When they’re hard Jon says they’re like chapel hat pegs. I have a nice firm, flat stomach with a pubic bone that does stick out a bit. In my pussy lips I have 2 little gold rings that Jon put in me. My clit is very prominent and is usually sticking out between my lips. It’s about an inch long with a little round head. Jon sometimes calls it my little dick. I don’t own any bras, knickers, trousers, leggings or shorts; and 90% of my skirts and dresses can be described as mini or micro. I used to be a very shy girl, but I’ve now gone completely the other way, and get a great thrill from letting other people see my body. I hope that’s enough to satisfy the people who asked. If it isn’t, perhaps they would like to e-mail me with specific questions. Jon told me to stop writing my Journal in the summer of 1999, but has recently asked me to document, some of the more interesting experiences that we have had since then. Both Jon and I have been scouring the Internet looking for ideas for little adventures or incidents that we could manufacture to have some fun. We’ve found one or two stories that appear to be slightly rewritten copies of some of the text in my Journal, and one or two that are very similar to some of the adventures that we’ve had and that I’ve written about in my Journal. At first I was a bit annoyed about this, but Jon said that I should be honoured that someone thought our adventures were good enough to copy. I’ve started thinking that way as well. The adventure I’m about to describe happened in the summer of 2000. The main part of the adventure took place on the London Underground, but I also had a bit of fun in and around the hotel that we stayed at. I know that I’ve written about another adventure that we had on the London Underground in my Journal, but although this adventure is similar, it was on a different occasion. Jon enjoyed the first time so much (so did I) that he took me back for a second go. The London Underground Jon sprung yet another surprise on me when he came home from work one Tuesday night and told me that he had a business meeting in London the next day. He’d decided to take me to London with him and leave me to fend for myself while he went to the meeting, but have a bit of fun with me before and afterwards. We quickly packed a bag and caught the 7 something train. The journey down wasn’t anything special and there were very few people on the train. Jon had booked us into the Regent Palace Hotel at Piccadilly Circus. It’s not the best of hotels, but you can’t get much more central without it costing you a fortune (and Jon was paying, not his business). The room that Jon booked doesn’t have an en suite bathroom. I was a little disappointed until Jon told me that his choice was deliberate so that I could walk around the corridors wearing only a towel, and then let it fall off ‘accidentally’. Jon had a bad headache when we got there so we went to bed straight away. Jon woke me up at 6 o’clock the next morning and told me to go for a pee. He gave me a towel to wear that I hadn’t seen before. When I wrapped it round my body it was only just long enough to cover my breasts and bum; and it was only just long enough to wrap over and tuck in. Not only would it take very little for it to un-tuck and fall off, when I put one leg in front of me the whole of my side up passed my waist was showing. The building is sort of triangular with bits going off. You can walk round the corridor and get back to your room without turning back on yourself. I hadn’t needed to go to the loo the night before so I didn’t know where I was going. I didn’t get far before I had to open a fire door and the inevitable happened. Unfortunately there wasn’t anyone around to see my nakedness. I eventually found a ladies loo and had a pee. Feeling a bit brave I decided to walk back to our room with the towel in my hand. Unfortunately I must have been too early and never saw anyone. Jon told me I was a ‘good girl’ when I got back to our room, and told me to go again in an hour. I looked out of the window and was disappointed that there wasn’t much of a view, and the building opposite looked a bit of a dump. It turned out that it was the back of some posh shops in Regent Street. They obviously didn’t care what the back looked like. About 20 minutes later Jon decided that he wanted a drink of coke. There wasn’t a mini bar in the room so I grabbed the towel and volunteered to go and get him one (I’d seen a coke machine near the lifts). The corridor was deserted again, and all was quiet when I put the money in the machine. As I was bent over getting the can I heard a man say, “Very nice dear, can you just stay like that for a while please?” I was surprised, jumped up and turned round. This middle-aged man as stood there with a suitcase in his hand. I put my empty hand on my chest and said, “Oh, sorry, you startled me. I didn’t think anyone else was up yet.” He said, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you jump, it’s just that I was admiring your beautiful rear end.” He looked a nice man so I pulled the towel off, said, “Well what do you think of the front end then?” and walked passed him back to our room. As I was walking away from him I heard him say, “Very nice my love!” Half an hour later Jon said it was time for a shower. He wrapped a towel round his waist and told me to put my towel on. As we walked down the corridor I could hear one or two people moving around. Just as we started turning one of the corners, Jon grabbed my towel and pulled. I gasped and bent down to pick it up. As I did, I looked along the corridor and saw a maid delivering breakfasts. She was looking at us with a grin on her face. Knowing that Jon wouldn’t mind, I stood up and grabbed his towel. It came off as I said, “Two can play at that game.” The maid’s eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped as she saw Jon’s bald dick. She just stared as Jon said, “Right then, wait until I get hold of you.” Off I ran, giggling, with Jon chasing me. Neither of us bothered to put our towels back on until we were passed the maid and round the corner. Her face was a picture. Round the corner, a man in a dressing gown just stared as Jon pulled me into the men’s room. There was no one else in there so I went to the loo while Jon shaved. We were both sharing a shower when another man came in, saw us, stared for a second or two, said, “Sorry”, and walked out. I don’t know what he thought we were doing. It wasn’t as if Jon was fucking me. The walk back to the room was uneventful and we got dressed and went for breakfast. Jon put his suit on ready for his business meeting, and he told me to wear just shoes and one of my thin, cotton dresses. The one that has a scoop front, no sleeves and big armholes. I sometimes have trouble keeping the straps on my shoulders in that one. After breakfast we went for a ride on the Underground. The weather is always warmer in London than in Derby, but it was a bit fresh out. My nipples were letting everyone know that it was fresh. When we went into the Underground it was quite breezy as well. A couple of times I could feel my dress blowing up. We got the train to Embankment station then got on the Circle line. The first bit was only a couple of stations and I sat opposite a young man who I could see was looking at me over the top of his newspaper. Not wanting to disappoint him I slowly opened my legs so that he could see my pussy. Poor man went bright red, but he kept looking. When we got up to leave I looked to see if he had a hard-on, but the paper was covering his lap. Those of you who have read my Journal will know that I never cross my legs like most women do, Jon won’t let me. As we got on the train at Embankment Jon told me to stand near door and hold onto one of those leather straps that hang down. I’m not very tall and I have to stretch to reach. My dress hemline got even higher on the side where my arm was stretched up. Because my dress is baggy, and has very big scooped armholes, anyone looking at my side that has my arm up would be able to see all of that breast, and a bit of the other one as well. Nothing much happened to start off with, except that I was getting a bit excited anticipating what might happen. After about 3 or 4 stations the train got busier. I’d watched one young man stare at me as he got on, and he stood close to me watching my little left breast wobble a bit as the train rattled along. Things got a bit more interesting at the next station, people poured in, and I began to feel like a sardine. A couple of other men were looking at me as well. I couldn’t move and there was a man pressed up against my back, and another in front of me. He was facing me and bent back a bit so that his face wasn’t in mine. When I looked up at him he smiled and continued looking down my dress at my nipples (the breeze and the excitement was keeping them hard). After a minute or so I felt a hand on my right thigh, just gently at first, but when the owner was confident that I wasn’t going to scream or something, the hand started moving up under my dress. It went all the way up to my waist, and then had a little feel round. I guess that he was trying to find some knickers. The hand then moved round to my bum and the body that had been pressing into my back, wasn’t any more. My right ass cheek got squeezed before the hand drifted down between my legs to my pussy. Just as it got there, the train stopped at a station and the hand disappeared. People got off, and people got on; but the train wasn’t any the less crowded. The man in front of me was still looking down my dress, the man behind me was still there, and another man was stood at my left looking through the armhole of my dress. With all that attention from men that I’d never seen before, and never spoken to, I was very excited – to say the least. As the train started to move off, I felt the hand again. This time it went straight between my legs to my pussy. There was a moment’s pause when the owner found out how wet I was, or was it because the hand found the two little gold rings in my pussy lips. Whatever, the pause was only for a moment before the fingers found my clit then went inside me. I moaned a bit then looked up at the man in front of me. We made eye contact so I smiled. I think I blushed a bit as well. The fingers started to pump in and out of me and my hips started to move in response to the stimulation. I closed my eyes to just enjoy the sensations and was biting my bottom lip when I opened my eyes again to see the face of the man in front of me. He had a puzzled expression on his face and was sniffing the air. I sniffed and realised that he smelt my pussy juices. I felt a bit embarrassed and proud, both at the same time. The fingers were just getting me close to cumming when the train slowed and stopped at the next station. The fingers stopped moving, but didn’t go out of me. Instead I felt his hand grip part of my right cheek and hold me there. Again people got off and on, and it was still crowded, neither the man in front of me, nor the one behind had moved. As the train started to move off I looked up and down the carriage. Although there was a crowd where I was, there was plenty of space in the rest of the carriage. There were even some free seats not far away. I saw Jon, sat down and looking at me with a big smile on his face. The fingers got working again and it wasn’t long before my orgasm arrived. I tried to stifle my moaning, but I wasn’t that good at it. The man in front of me knew what was happening and had a big grin on his face. As the waves hit me I leaned forward a bit and my stomach felt what was probably the man’s hard-on. I did want to reach in between us and squeeze it, but I thought I'd better not. The fingers in my pussy knew I’d cum but were still going in and out. They kept going even when the train stopped in the next station, and shortly after that I came for a second time. That time I did manage to stop any noise escaping from my mouth, but it was difficult. The fingers stopped and just stayed inside me for a minute or so, then pulled out. I felt them being wiped on my backside as the hand withdrew. The train pulled into another station and I suddenly realised that both men had gone. I was alone, but a few people were looking at me. I did a quick check and my dress was still covering my pussy, ass and tits – just. So they were either looking at my legs (some of them hoping my dress would go just that bit higher); or they had been watching what was going on. I didn’t care which. I stood there on my own as the train went on to the next station. There some noisy youths got on and started fooling around where I was. A couple of them were looking at me. One moved close to me and lifted the front of my dress. “Nice cunt”, he said as another of them took some interest in me. One of them said, “Let’s have a look at your tits then.” When I didn’t move he said, “Okay then, I’ll get them out for you.” With that he put a hand inside the armholes of my dress and pulled it into the middle of my chest. Both my little breasts were out. Another of them said, “Bloody hell, look at those nipples.” (Well, they were rock hard from the breeze and the excitement). Next, another of them lifted the hem of my dress up above my waist and said, “Nice ass and pussy as well.” I was getting a bit scared by then, and looked over to Jon. He was just standing up. He walked over and looking directly into the eyes of the tallest of the youths he said, “I think that’s enough fun for this morning gentlemen. The lady’s getting a bit frightened; and none of us want any trouble, DO WE?” I think it was the surprise that someone had stood up to them that shut them up, they just stood there. The youth who was holding my dress up round my waist let go of it. It fell back into place. No one at that end of the carriage said a word. All eyes were looking at us. It seemed like hours, but it must have only been a minute before the train stopped at the next station. When the doors opened Jon grabbed my arm, and pulling me out saying, “I think it would be best if you came with me young lady.” I felt the bunched up part of my dress front start to move back over my breasts. Just round a corner off the platform, Jon stopped and asked me if I was all right. I told him that I was a bit scared, but yes, I was all right. We got the next train and Jon sat me down next to him. A couple of stations later he told me that that was his station for his meeting. Giving me my purse out of his briefcase, he told me to stay sat down until the train got back to Embankment; then to go back to the hotel. He told me that he’d be back sometime late afternoon. The journey back wasn’t anywhere near as much fun. I opened my legs to a young woman who sat opposite me and just stared at my pussy when she realised she could see it. Walking out of the Underground at Piccadilly Circus, the warm sunshine and the bustle of people made me feel good. I didn’t want to go back to the hotel room, and anyway, I was hungry. Quite close to the hotel entrance is a Burger King; I decided to have a burger. I got it then looked for a table. There were none free downstairs, so I went upstairs. When I got there I saw that there are 2 levels of tables. The floor of the upper level at the front of the restaurant is about at the height of the tables at the lower level. On the edge of the upper level is a railing with not very wide steel bars. Tables are right up to the railing on both upper and lower level. The end result is that someone sat at a table on the lower level has their head at knee level of someone sat at a table on the upper level. It took me only seconds to realise that it was a golden opportunity for me to flash my pussy at people on the lower level. There wasn’t a table at the edge of the upper level free when I first got there, so I went to a free table near where I thought someone would be finishing soon. A few minutes later the couple did finish and I moved in. I looked down and saw that there was a young couple on the table below me. Unfortunately I was facing the woman, so I moved. I think that the man had seen me before I moved, and I saw him looking at me as I started to sit down. He was looking right at my legs so I sat down in a very un-lady like manor. My knees were wide apart as my bum hit the seat. Pretending to open my bag of chips, I glanced down and saw that he was having a good look. His head was about a foot from my knee and it was easy for him to look over and see all the way up to my pussy. I sat there slowly eating and not turning my head his way. He must have had the impression that I didn’t realise what he was looking at. That was just what I wanted. As I ate, I listened to their conversation. The man wasn’t taking much notice of what the woman was saying, and he was saying stupid things when he thought he should be saying something. The woman was starting to get annoyed with him. Finally, she realised where his concentration was and grabbed his arm and dragged him out. He looked back at me as he started to go down the stairs. I smiled at him. It took me about an hour to finish that burger, chips and coke. I was surprised that I didn’t get thrown out. In that time I flashed one teenage girl, one middle-aged man and young female member of staff who came to clean up the table below me. When she realised what she was looking at she started to say something, but stopped herself, stared for a minute, and then went away. I was half expecting for the manager to come and throw me out, but no one came. Eventually I got bored and decided to go for a walk. I went up Regent Street and onto Oxford Street. I went into a few shops, but only had some fun in one of them. An Ann Summers shop. For those of you who have never heard of Ann Summers, she runs a string of shops and home parties. All selling items to make peoples sex life more interesting. The ground floor part of the shop wasn’t very interesting, but downstairs they have lots of dildos, leather corsets, whips and sexy clothes. After feeling the texture of some of the dildos, I saw a French Maid’s outfit. I thought it was quite cute. I lifted it off the hook and was having a look at how it was made when the male shop assistant told me that I could try it on if I liked. At first I said, “No, its’ all right,” but as soon as I’d said it I changed my mind and said, “Can I please, where’s the changing room?” The changing room is a cubicle at the back of the shop. It has a big curtain for a door. Inside, my dress was off in seconds and I stood there naked. I was just working out how to get into the little dress when the curtain opened and the man said, “Need any help?” I was a bit startled, and after a few seconds of looking at each other, I said, “No thank you,” and pulled the curtain closed. Once I finally got the outfit on I looked at myself in the little mirror. It didn’t fit me well. It was obviously made for a woman with big breasts. Mine were lost in there and the material just hung off my chest. The skirt part was good; I liked the layers of lace that made the black skirt go out at quite an angle. I knew that Jon would like the skirt; it only just covered my bum and pussy. I was just deciding to take it off when I heard the man’s voice say, “There’s a big mirror out here. You can get a better look at yourself.” I was about to say ‘no thank you’ when I suddenly thought ‘why not.’ In the main area of the shop there was the male assistant, a couple of giggling. Older teenage girls and a couple in their early twenties. As I walked out the shop assistant pointed to the mirror that was at the other side of the shop. I’d have to pass all the people to get there. The couple saw me first and watched me go by. Then the girls. They stopped giggling and stared as I stood in front of the mirror and smoothed the material down. As I turned from side to side, to see myself from all angles, I could see the couple and girls in the mirror. They were still looking at me. I decided to bend over a bit to look at the skirt at the front. This meant that it rode up my backside giving them a good view of my ass. Next I turned to face them then looked back over my shoulder, into the mirror to see that back of the dress. That showed them my pussy and proved that I wasn’t wearing a thong. The shop assistant came over and asked what I thought. Grabbing the front of the top part, I pulled it out and down off my tits. “It’s not very good,” I said, “it’s been made for someone who’s got a lot more up top that I have.” “Ah, yes, I can see that. How about a Nurses outfit?” I declined the offer and went and got changed. When I got out, I gave the assistant the Maid’s outfit and left. As I walked up the stairs to the ground floor I was followed by the 2 girls. I heard one of them say, “Look, she wasn’t wearing any knickers because she hasn’t got any.” Then they giggled again. I wandered around a bit more and got whistled at by a couple of workmen in a hole in the road. It was my fault for standing so close to the edge of the hole. When I finally made it back to the hotel, Jon was already in the room. My backside got 20 slaps for not being there when he got back. Jon took me to the theatre and a meal that night. I didn’t think that much of the play, but the food was good. Before we went out, Jon told me to carry my towel to the shower room. It was a wasted naked walk as no one saw me. The naked walk that I took later that night wasn’t wasted. The quantity of wine that I had with the meal made me a bit braver and when Jon told me to go and get him a coke from the machine near the lifts, I didn’t even think of putting any clothes on when I got out of bed after Jon had fucked me. I just grabbed my purse and went out into the corridor. As soon as I turned the first corner I saw this elderly couple walking towards me. The expression on their faces was great, a bit of shock and amazement. The lady’s mouth finally closed when I got right up to them. I thought she was going to say something so I got my spoke in first. “Doing it for a dare.” I said. “Oh, right then.” The old man said. I made it to the coke machine without anyone else seeing me, but as I was putting the money in, the lift door opened. Out came 2 middle-aged men who just stopped and stared. They were still there as I walked back towards our room. I decided to explore a bit and went a different way. The excitement of being naked in an almost public place where I could get caught at any moment was getting my pussy tingling again. I came to a set of stairs and decided to go down a floor. That would increase the risk. The floor below was deserted when I stepped out of the stairwell. I was about half way to the lift when a whole group of teenagers came out of the door to the lifts. There must have been over a dozen of them, all about 15 or 16 and both boys and girls. ‘Sod it’ I thought, and kept walking. When they saw me they started talking and laughing. They were not speaking English. Some of them stopped and stared as I walked right through the middle of them. I noticed that one of the girls had a shocked expression on her face, and was holding a hand over her mouth as she stared at me. I felt good. At the lifts, I decided to go up the floor in the lift rather than use the stairs. The excitement of not knowing who might be in the lift when the doors opened was getting my pussy excited. It seemed to take ages for the lift to come, and when the doors opened there was a couple about my age in there. He stared and kept staring with a blank face, but her surprise turned to a big smile. “Dare or a bet?” she said. “Dare.” I said as I walked in. I stood facing them as the lift went up the floor. As I walked out she said, “Bye, hope it was worth it.” “Oh it was!” I said as I walked back to our room. Next morning Jon wanted to catch an early train so it was a quick dash to the toilet and shower. I did it with my towel over my arm, and the only person I saw was a girl member of staff delivering some breakfasts. She just stared at me. Going out of the Underground at St. Pancras, Jon told me to get on the escalator before him. He then held up the queue for a minute before stepping out of the way. When I turned round to see where Jon was, there was a gap of about 8 empty stairs, then a man staring straight up my dress. When I was facing upwards he must have see my ass, and when I turned to look for Jon he must have seen my pussy. I saw him lick his lips. At the top he said, “Hi, on your own?” By that time Jon was there, he grabbed my arm and we went for the train. Well, that’s how our little trip to London went. I have other adventures that Jon’s told me to document. I’m sure that Jon will get me to publish all of them on my web pages as and when he’s read them and is happy with them. Love Vanessa

Rena is awake. She feels as if she’s just waken for the first time. She’s in her early thirties and she never would have imagined that she would feel this way, at this age. It almost doesn’t seem real or possible. There was such a range of emotions flowing wildly inside her. But then her mentor always said that the word emotion can be broken down into more simple terms. E in Einstein’s world meant energy, and motion....well that is easy enough to understand. But now the single world emotion has become two words, energy plus motion. She could feel it coursing through her veins just as she had seen the mountain river flow ever so wildly. For the first time in a lifetime she felt alive. It made sense. Ray had found her nearly by accident, but then if one has faith than one does not believe in accidents. It wasn’t long before he became a lover, friend and even a daddy to her. Both of them drive trucks. They were going in different directions but stopped at the same place. He watched her. She was barely five feet tall, her long brown hair was a tangled mess, she walked by him without giving much regard to him. Later he would see her again and ask her how the fruit she bought earlier was. This started the conversation. They shared the watermelon and made small talk. She liked his confidence and his manor. She had run into his type a thousand times before and never really gave them much thought. It is clique to say that he was different, but he was. He was laid back, cute, and he made her laugh. He had a beautifully built body. She could tell he worked out often, but he didn’t have the conceded attitude that most men who spend that much time in the gym have. The small talk left her wanting more. She wanted him to kiss her, she wanted to know what it was like to be with him. She was waiting for him to make the first move. He seemed to be taking forever. He said he had to go inside, he told her he would come by to see her later. She smiled and went back to where she was. Once inside, she was smiling. She tried to pass the time reading, but she couldn’t concentrate on the story. She kept looking at the time and she kept looking for him, watching for him. When she heard him knock, she couldn’t contain her happiness. He was such a gentlemen. They talked. She took down her hair, it was a mess, she should have brushed it but she knew it would give him a reason to be close to her. He offered to brush it for her. She was quick to give him the brush. Her hair was so tangled, he really didn’t know how to brush it. He didn’t want to pull it, but he wanted to brush it. She showed him how to brush it. He followed her directions. He was talking to her but thinking about how to move things along. He kissed her forehead. She leaned back and he kissed her lips. The kiss was passionate. It took them both by surprise. She parted her lips. It seemed to last forever. Finally, she got up and stood to meet him. He took her to the bed. They each started to come out of their clothes. They kissed and touched each other as if they had been lovers for a lifetime. They each seemed to know how to get the best response from each other. They licked, kissed, and tasted each other. Both wanting more, neither of them really understood what was going on. But they understood the desire that was there. Finally, she looked at him and asked if they could do this again. This was the only thing her brain and her mouth could agree on. Her heart had already fallen in love with him. Her head told her that wasn’t possible; her mouth was lost in forming the words to say. He was just as lost as she was. Even as they lay together afterwards, there was a comfort that he had not felt before. He wasn’t one to dwell on emotions or to carry on but even he knew that this was more than the one night stand he planned. Neither of them brought up the issue of condoms. Later they would talk about it and he said he that while he thought about them, he knew from talking to her that he didn’t want to use them. If she had told him to, he would have but it would have to come from her. She prepared. She had condoms near her. She even got them out so they would be within reach, but when he kissed her, all thought left her mind. She wouldn’t think about them until afterwards, when they were laying close to one another. Later when they talked about the kiss, he would describe the moment as special. She couldn’t think of a better way to describe it. She had to go early in the morning, so he eventually left her alone. She was disappointed that he would go, but she understood, she wouldn’t have wanted to get up at that time if he had to go. He calls her the next day. He’s wanting to know where she is going and what she is doing. She keeps updating her day with him. They make plans to meet later that night. They have good timing. She’s passing him to go inside when he’s just getting ready to look for her. They shower together. This is different for her. She’s never showered with anyone before. She’s shy about her body, and getting naked with all the light in that small space. He seems to notice her apprehension. He takes the lead and kisses her. He touches her. He is very soft and gentle with her. When they dry off, she’s reaching for her clothes. He tells her she’s moving too fast. He puts a towel on the floor and kisses her. He tells her to suck him. She does and this helps with her anxiety. She gives him the head he wants and craves. He sits on the floor. They are fucking in moments. She can’t believe how relaxed she is and how much she loves this, loves him. She wants him. She is moaning and lost in the feeling of her own orgasm. He stops. She’s making noises and he’s unsure what she wants. He looks at her and asks if she wants to keep going. Wide eyed, she nods yes whispering please. He goes back to fucking her. They get something to eat and go to bed. He wants her to give him head. She complies easily. He realizes he loves her at some point this night. He’s not sure when it happens, and he spends the next few days telling himself it isn’t possible. They talk and text during this time. He tells her he’s fighting his want to tell her that he loves her. He’s never caught feelings for someone this quickly before and he’s certain its lust, not love, but then he also realized its more than just a physical need with her too. They talk and text often over the next few days. The texts get more intense. They are each dancing around the root of their feelings. Finally, he tells her that she can say it. She doesn’t hesitate and she tells him that she loves him. He says it back to her. Neither of them are really comfortable with their feelings, but each of them innately understands that there is no point in fighting it either. With the nature of their work and family schedules they know that they will have limited time together. They will need to find ways to work together to get to see each other. Ideally, they try to get work in the same part of the country but they work for different companies and in different divisions. They talk and text to keep in touch with one another. They plan time together when they can, which isn’t often and they make the best of it when they are together. He tells her to send him little sexually charged messages every morning; he calls them his daily inspirations. She is supposed to send them Monday thru Saturday, and ask permission to send them on Sunday’s. Sometimes she sends them on Sunday anyway. They talk about working together. They have a good chemistry. She took a week off and went with him just to see how things would go. Overall, she has a shy personality, but there are moments when he sees another side to her, a more assertive side. She’s complex. She’s very much an independent woman, but she has childlike tendencies, and emotionally she needs a lot. When the week was over and he had to take her back, it was rough on both of them. They stopped for breakfast. She noticed that he was picking at his food. She asked him what was wrong. He asked her if she was ready to go back to work. She shook her head no, fighting the tears that wanted to fall. He had been thinking about it most of the morning. They both knew it was best to drop her off in a few hours. He didn’t want to disappoint her, and this was hard on him too. During that time together they enjoyed one another’s company and bodies. They had sex every morning. She would wake him most days by sucking on him. She worked her tongue around him, over him and down him. She would lick his balls and his ass on command. She couldn’t get enough of him. The way he tasted and smelled. She would watch him while she held his cock in her throat. She wanted that moment when he held her hair or pushed her head into a rhythm that satisfied him. She often asked if she could ride him. Sometimes he would let her and sometimes he would say no. When she felt him enter her, her eyes would roll back. She would start to moan and cry. The feel of him, growing inside her, filling her, were more than she could take. She would tense and start to orgasm soon. She bounced up and down on him as long as she could. He often talked to her. He told her she was a good girl, and that he loved his pussy. Sometimes he would call her his bitch, but she didn’t care, she just wanted to keep bouncing until she came. We both have desires that are outside the relative norm of dating and relationships. Some would say that we are both poly people, that we are both capable of loving more than one person and that on some level we need different people in our lives. The idea of threesomes and group sex turn both of us on. We talk about it often and will occasionally ask another to join us in bed. Right now with our work schedules this doesn’t happen as frequently as either of would like it to. But sometimes there’s moments when the stars come into alignment and we are able to fulfill a fantasy or two. During the week we spent together he took me to an apartment complex. It is late and dark when we get there. I have on a pair of jeans, tennis shoes, light blue blouse and a collar on my neck. I am following him up some steps and he knocks on a door. Another man answers it. I keep my eyes on the man I am with, although I can feel the man in the apartment looking at me. They talk for a brief moment. The apartment is darkly lit. There is a drop cloth on the floor, similar to something a painter would use. There isn't much furniture so it was either moved before we came, or this person lives very simply with only a couch, television and stand. He asks if I want something to drink I shake my head no but do not make a sound. I am looking around while my friend puts down the bags we have brought. Ray turns to tell me to take off my clothes and lay on the cloth so they can prepare me. I shake my head no. He asks if I have changed my mind, I shake my head no again. I look at his belt buckle and he understands. He takes me by the hand and leads me to the cloth. I drop to my knees and he pulls his semi-hard cock from his pants. I drink it down. I can see the man in the apartment watching from the shadows. I focus on the cock in front of me. I am licking it, tasting it. I can hear his moaning and feel his hands holding the back of my head. He grabs a fist full of hair and thrusts deep into my throat, then he pulls back out he pulls out of my mouth completely. Panting, I whisper, "more." He tells me to take my top off. I pull my shirt over my head and I can see the man in the apartment from the shadows as my bra falls to the floor. His cock comes back to my mouth. This time he is taking the lead. Fucking my mouth, not hard but steadily. Pushing further down, listening as I choke on him. I hear his moan, spit dripping from my chin, he pushes hard down my throat and then pulls away from me. "More,” I whisper. "Take off your pants." he commands. I am unbuttoning and out of them quickly. I open my mouth and see his pulsing cock right in front of me. I see the veins harden and feel the pulse of his blood running through him as I swallow him back down my throat. I know he will cum soon and I want to swallow it. His hands in my hair holding me still as he thrusts deep one last time before he cums. I hear the scream of the release as I feel the warmth of his cum shooting down my throat. I lick him off as he takes his time pulling from my lips. He strokes my hair and tells me he wants to feel my ass. I bend over and he begins to spank me. He calls his friend to come over. He tells him it is ok to touch me, and spank me a little. I feel his hand rubbing my ass and thigh. He spanks me gently, Ray walks in front of me reaches for the ring on my collar and asks if I am ready to start. I nod. I lay on my back. Ray gets the containers of fruit while his friend begins to rub a light layer of honey on me. There are a few other men expected to come over and as they arrive, they begin to help with the honey and fruit. The fruit is thinly sliced watermelon, peaches, cantaloupe, strawberries, kiwi, pineapple and whole grapes. The fruit is placed on the honey and every so often one of them tells me to open my mouth so they can drop a grape in it only to suck it out moments later. It is being placed on my neck, breasts, stomach, and thighs. The final piece of fruit will be a strawberry inserted in my pussy. When I feel the strawberry being inserted I know it will begin soon. I am as still as I can be while I feel them all licking and sucking the fruit from my body. There are five of them. They are being gentle. Their tongues running over me, teeth lifting the fruit from me. My body is tingling with pleasure and my pussy is so wet. I am stroking a cock with each hand. I hear the sound of their voices, but I can't understand what they are saying, my mind is in another place. I feel lips, tongues, and teeth on my breasts, thighs. I open my eyes to see a cock coming down toward my mouth. I open it and reach my tongue up toward it. I feel lips and tongues on my nipples, stomach, thighs. I am starting to vibrate. I am already on the brink of orgasm. I feel the strawberry being pulled from my pussy and a tongue pushing deep inside after it. My clit is throbbing feeling like it is about to burst. I am being pulled up to a sitting position. A cock pushes deep into my throat, balls hitting my chin and balls pushed against my nose. Each of my nipples is in a mouth and my hands are stroking cocks. I will not be able to swallow the cum because he's wearing a condom. The plastic feels strange in my mouth but I feel the tip fill with cum. I let go of it and I'm being pushed to be on my knees. Another cock is in front of me while one is filing me from behind. My pussy and mouth filled. I am moaning and crying. Someone is licking my nipples, slowly, teasingly. I am shaking from the pleasure. I hear the moans and cries of male orgasm only to feel my pussy emptied of cock and the tip of a hard one rubbing gently against my ass. I want to cry as my mouth is filled with another one. Someone is guiding me down on a hard cock. My mind is lost, my body is responding, having a cock in my mouth, ass and pussy is more pleasure than I can bear. I am shaking and pulsing. I feel the thrusting of the cock in my ass while I ride the one in my pussy. The one in my mouth is gagging me. Soon I feel them orgasm one after another. I lay down on my back gasping to catch my breath. Someone is rubbing my pussy gently; others are caressing my breasts paying special attention to my nipples. I lay there, enjoying the moment and the attention. Someone is rubbing fruit between my legs and feeding me my own cum, others are dipping the fruit and eating it themselves. I am lost in the feeling of all of it. I like knowing their cocks are limp from satisfaction. Everyone is satisfied and tired. I tell my friend that I want to take a shower. I’m directed back to the master bed and bathroom. I take my time, letting the hot water run over me. I’m tired, satisfied and very content. I wash my body and hair, walking into the bedroom naked except for my collar as I continue to towel off. Ray is waiting for me. I smile at him. He taps the bed and I sit down next to him. I see that he has moved our bags into the room and some of the bondage rope we have is hanging out of it. He stands and looks directly at me as he begins to ask me if I would like to spend the remainder of our time off here. He tells me to hear him out before I answer him. His friends enjoyed the fantasy I had and they have a few suggestions of things we could continue to do. He explains that I will be tied in various positions, blindfolded, breast bondage, clips and clamps will be used and I will spend the majority of my time in this room. The men I have already met will be the only ones that will continue to play with me. He goes on to say that I will not be gagged so that I will have the ability to call for him if I want him and he is not in the room already. If he leaves for any amount of time he will tell me before he goes and make sure I am ok with him leaving. The others have noticed my oral fetish and even though my gags are in the bag he has told them that they are not to be used. I am listening to him as he talks to me. My eyes are on the rope. I nod yes to him as he talks but he tells me I have to answer him. He wants to hear me say it. “I want to stay.” I say flatly. He reaches for my chin and turns my head toward him. “One more time.” “I want to stay, I like it but I need to know you are going to be ok with this, will it change anything between us if I do this?” He kisses me deeply. Our tongues touching and reaching and caressing each other, I lay back on the bed and he is laying on me. His hands in my hair, softly stroking it. “I want you to do whatever you want to do, and I wouldn’t have brought you here if I didn’t want you to do this.” I nod as his tongue makes its way down to my neck, his hands on my breasts. I bring my legs up and push myself up farther on the bed. He follows me. He begins to suck on my right breast, slowly, running his tongue over the nipple feeling it grow in his mouth. He cups the breast and pulls my nipple tight with his teeth. I breathe a deep sign, my hands reaching for him. I touch his shoulders and arms. My fingers are running down to his chest. I breathe lightly against his neck and kiss him softly, licking him gently. I breathe in his scent and he feels good against me. His hand runs down my stomach to my wet and waiting pussy. I am anxious for his touch moving to meet his hand. He smiles at me. He knows what I want, but he loves to tease me. He smacks my thigh hard. “Be still,” he says. “Agghh, please,” I whisper. He kisses me and then moves to nibble my ear, reminding me that he will touch me where and when he wants. I feel the juices drip beneath me as I feel his hard cock against my thigh. He grabs my neck, squeezing it as he feels my pulse quickening in his hand. I gasp for air as he pushes his cock deep with me. I throw my legs up around him and feel him fucking me. His hands are moving down my shoulders to my arms, feeling for my wrists which he holds firmly to the bed below us. He fucks me to reach his orgasm when his cum shoots hot within me. He releases my wrists and lies on his side beside me. I move to spoon with him. He caresses my back, thighs and butt as we lay there in the moment. He tells me to turn to face him and I do as I’m told. He tells me he wants me to think about what he has said. I tell him I want to do it, we both know I like bondage and this would be something I would like. He continues to say that they will tie me and retie me in various positions, touching me, fucking me and playing with me. He tells me I will be left alone to take a nap for a while and when I wake up we’ll talk about it more. I turn back to spoon with him and he lays there with me until I am asleep. Then he slips out of the room. I wake alone. I lay there for a moment before I head to the bathroom. I come back and begin to go through the bags, looking for my robe but find myself running the rope through my hands. I like the idea of this, and it’s a fantasy I have had. I open the door and call for Ray. We talk for a moment. I tell him I’m thirsty and hungry and I want to do this. He smiles back, “I knew you would. Now let’s get started,” he says. He tells me to turn around and walks to the bags. He pulls out the blindfold and rope. He puts the blindfold on first and begins to tie my hands behind my back. He tells me that they will give me something to eat and drink, but I will be tied first. I am still. He pushes me gently toward the bed then guides me to sit down. Then he calls for his friends to come in. I hear them and I am getting excited. Someone pulls me back to my feet. I can hear them talking, they are fixing the bedding, and someone has brought in some water and fruit, cheese and meat to eat. Someone is feeding me slowly while others are touching me, sucking my nipples and rubbing my butt. I drink the water as I’m thirstier than I am hungry. Someone asks if I have had enough and I nod. Someone holds my arm and tells me to walk with him. He takes a few steps and I feel the flogger being dragged against my thigh and butt. Ray must have given them the bags and told them they can use the toys in them. I feel the sting of it fall on my thighs, left than right. The same spot being hit again and again. I start to moan and cry. I am flinching as I try to move from the flogger. My arms being tied behind me and with someone holding me, I can’t move much. My ass and thighs are turning red and stinging. Someone is binding my breasts while my ass and thighs are being flogged. The binding is the type of rope that it traditionally used as a clothes line. The rope is being pulled tight. I feel my skin being pulled and feel my nipples harden from the blood being pushed into them. The rope is pulled over my breasts and around me, like a harness. Finally, I feel a mouth suckle each of my nipples gently. I moan loudly. They guide me back to the bed. Someone tells me to get on my knees. I crawl up on the bed and kneel down on the edge of it. My feet are tied at the ankle and my arms are stretched out then retied to the bed posts. The flogger is replaced with the paddle. This time the spanking is more erotic. Someone rubs and occasionally kisses the redness on my ass before the next stroke. I feel lube being put on my ass and fingers pushing in me slowly but deeply. I am moaning. Someone touches my hair and reaches for the ring on my collar, he tells me to look up. I look up and feel someone slide their legs beneath me. I smell a cock in front of me and my tongue searches for it. I find it, licking it. He tells me to open my mouth and slides his cock in me as I feel the head of a lubed cock pegging my ass. I suck while I’m fucked, taking the cock farther in my throat as the cock in my ass slides farther inside. I moan, and cry from the pleasure and the pain of it all at once. I’m being fucked in my throat and my ass all at once. My pussy is wet and wanting, the orgasm is coming contracting to wrap around something, but it is empty. This is a strange orgasm but a feeling I can not get enough of. The orgasm waves through me as the cum shots in both ends of me. I lick and clean the cock in my mouth. I feel a warm cloth cleaning my ass. My legs and arms are untied. Someone rubs my shoulders. I am guided back to the head of the bed, positioned spread eagle, face up. My arms and legs are retied. A pillow placed under my head. Someone asks if I want something to eat or drink. I tell him I want something to eat. He feeds me bites of cheese and meat. When I have had enough I tell him. He plays with my breasts, fingering them and touching them, finally adding clamps to the nipples. I cry at the discomfort of it. I call for my friend, I hear his voice. He tells me its ok, and I can do this. I breathe deeply, trying to adjust to the feelings of it. My pussy being stroked and played with, someone says they are going to start to put the clips on my pussy now. The clips in my bag are the wooden clothesline pins. The tears begin to fall from my eyes in anticipation of the pain of it. I hear Ray. He says that he needs to give me something first. I feel his hand on my thigh and he rubs my remote controlled bullet against me. He tells me he will slide this in first. I feel it slide in easily. He strokes my clit and I feel a gentle vibration start. My legs are tied tightly. I pull against the binding and there is little give to it. I feel fingers reaching into my pussy, pulling the lips as they start to put the clips on them pulling my pussy open wide. I feel them being put on one at a time. They start with the right side and move all the way around it, leaving it open. I am crying. The pain of the clips on my pussy and clamps on the nipple overwhelms me to the point I can’t even feel the sting in my ass any longer. Someone wipes the tears from my face. I can only imagine how I look, my face red and tear streaked. The bullet is turned up. I can barely breathe. My mind is gone, I am lost in the feelings of the the pain and pleasure. I come to as I feel a tongue running over my clit. My pussy being fully exposed like this, it is the best cunnilingus I have ever felt. The tongue runs over my clit, the exposed parts of my lips and down to my pussy. I have never felt so open, so vulnerable. The bullet is removed. The licking continues. I am starting to shake from the orgasm I am about to have. It just moves through me likes waves in the ocean. Growing stronger and stronger, I am pulling against the ropes and bonds but I can not break free. I am moaning, crying and making noises I can hardly believe are coming from me. I do not hear the sounds of the others watching. As the licking stops, I feel the wooden clips being removed one at a time. This is almost more painful than the feeling of them being placed there to start with. I gasp with each one as it is removed. It is being done quickly and I want my pussy rubbed. I feel a hard cock and someone is fucking to rubbing away the discomfort of it. When the fucking is finished I am untied from the bed, the blindfold is removed, only my breasts are left clipped and bound. I sit up on my feet , he reaches for my hand and helps me to my feet. Someone is feeding me bites of food by hand, and removing the clips from my nipples as I eat. I feel the rope being loosened from my back. Hands begin to massage my breasts. I am lost in the moment of the attention and affection. My friend says that I have another choice to make. One of the men has a girl that would like to play with me. He says that she will not be allowed to dominate me but it is expected that we will lick and play with each other as allowed or told to. I nod. Again he reaches for my face. “Look at me and answer me,” he commands. “Yes,” I reply. He smiles at me. “Good girl,” he says as he puts the nipple clamps back on. He tells me he likes the way they look on me. My hands are tied at the wrist in front of me. I kneel as the door opens up and a girl is being brought in. She is naked except for the ball gag in her mouth, and the collar and leash on her neck. Her hands are bound the same way mine are. She kneels beside me. The man leading her connects our collars with an 18 inch chain. We are close to one another. Our arms and butts are touching as we bend over, head to the floor. I feel a flogger against my ass and hear her being spanked with one as well. We turn to face one another. I begin to kiss her cheek and lick her lips, cleaning the drool from her face. I whisper in her ear that my friend has not allowed me to have my gags. My ass is starting to sting. I am flinching and moving to help avoid the sting but I fail at it. I can feel her moving slightly against me as well. My hair is being pulled and I look up. A man is rubbing his cock is in front of me. He tells me to open my mouth, telling me not to swallow his cum. I see that someone is releasing the buckle from her gag and I’m told to feed his cum to her. We kiss, mouths open wide. Tongues pushing the cum between us, sharing it, tasting it, as well as each other. We both swallow what cum we have in our mouths as we pull away from one another. She bends quickly to lick gently around the nipple clamps I have on. Her tongue is soft and gentle. She seems to know just where the discomfort of them is. I moan loudly. Someone steps over the chain connecting us and stands between us. She has his cock in her mouth and I have his ass in mine. We are licking and sucking. The chain is being pulled up, pulling us closer and making moving impossible. I suck on his ass, pushing my tongue deep into him. Listening to him moan and scream as he cums in her mouth. I continue to lick him as she drinks him down. He steps away and we are both pulled to our feet. We are taken to the bed where our hands are untied and the chain connecting out collars is removed. We reach to touch each other and we are hit hard. She is told to lay down on her back. She is tied spread eagle quickly. I am pushed between her legs. I start to lick and suck her pussy. Teasing her first. Licking the outside of it, her thighs. Breathing deeply over her clit. She is moaning and pulling against the bonds that hold her. Someone pushes my head into her. Holding me there. I suck her hard. Flicking my tongue over her clit, relentlessly. She tastes sweet. She is moaning and fighting to be free. I am pulled away and someone begins to fuck her. I am bent over and someone begins to fuck me as well. The clamps on my breasts hurt as I am forced down into the bed. I am crying. The fucking continues, I feel him cum and wait as he goes soft. He pulls out and another hard cock is replaced. This one fucks quickly, for his pleasure only. I am told to stay as he pulls out after he cums. She was untied and is now behind me. They are telling her to clean me. Someone slides a hard cock in my mouth as she is sucking my pussy clean and dry. I can hear someone fucking her from behind while she licks me. As I milk the cock in my mouth, I hear someone call for Kate. From the corner of my eye, I see her crawl to a man that I assume is her friend, he is the one who lead her into the room. She crawls on all fours to him. Her face and mouth rub his cock as she greets him. I watch this while I swallow the last of the cum from the cock in my mouth. Ray calls for me. I crawl to him. He blindfolds me again. He rubs my ass and thighs. He whispers in my ear. He tells me he likes this and he will be giving me my ball gag. Since it was his rule to not use it before, it is his rule to break. I smile at him. I am taken to the bed again. I am tied down beside her. Our collars are secured to opposite ends of the headboard, barely allowing our mouths to meet. My gag is secured tightly to my mouth. The nipple clamps are removed. I’m blindfolded and my hands are tied, but I have a fair amount of movement. I can reach my breasts easily, but I can’t reach below my belly button. My legs are tied to the footboard more tightly there is less play with my legs than with my arms. I am assuming she is tied like me. We are facing each other. Our hands find each other’s breasts and our mouths although gagged are straining to touch other’s face and neck. We try to rub our pussy’s against each other but we are tied to tightly. We continue playing with each other, trying to reach some sort of satisfaction, but the need is only growing for each of us. Our gags are taken away and our mouths find each other. Our lips and tongue meet teasing and kissing, licking each other’s. A hand comes up over my thighs and butt, fingers moving into my dripping pussy. I hear Ray’s voice in my ear. “You want to fuck, don’t you,” he asks. I nod yes. “I want to see you get fucked by her. She has a strap on she will use,” he explains. I nod. I am being pulled from her. Ray, is pulling the ring on my collar toward him. “repeat what I said to you,” he commands. “You want to watch me be fucked by her.” I whisper back to him. “How is she going to fuck you,” he asks. “hmmmm with her strap on,” I repeat. “He massages my clit..as he says, “good girl.” I hear someone tell Kate to lift her butt. They are putting her harness on her. Ray is telling me he will put the dildo in my hand so I can feel it. I wrap my hands around it. It is the softer type. It is made out of a flexible plastic, like a couple of my own dildo are. It feels like a good sized one, not to large, but not to small. I feel her get up from the bed and I am told to lay on my stomach. Ray says he is going to put two of my anal balls in my ass. He tells me to open my mouth and get them wet. I do it and I feel him rubbing my ass gently to open it so he can push them in. I am then told to lay on my back and a pillow is placed under my ass to make it easier for her to fuck me. The anal balls feel strange. My arms and legs are tied back down. I feel her kneeling on the bed, and I hear them talk as they guide her into the place to fuck me. I think she must still be blindfolded too because they are helping to get her started by opening my pussy and guiding the dildo in me. I feel her kneeling above me. The cock is rocking in and out of me, in a rhythm just like a man would do, but I feel breasts touching mine. I feel her hands pushing down on the mattress and I hear her moaning. She also has anal beads in and her harness has a knob that brushes her clit with each time she drives the cock into me. I am moaning, and my pussy juices are running. I feel them dripping down the crack of my ass and onto the bed below me. I am about to cry from the feelings of it, I can hear her moaning and listening to her cry is just as erotic to me as what is happening to me. Finally a wave of orgasm is ripping through me. I am pulling and straining against the bonds, kicking and pulling. I hear her cry and moan, scream loudly as she collapses down on me. We lay like that, too tired to move. Someone helps her up and releases my bonds. My blindfold is removed and I see her being led out of the room. Ray helps me to the bathroom, where I can expel the anal beads and shower one last time. He has said that I need to rest now, we have to leave soon and I need to be able to work when we do. I come back to the bedroom. He crawls into bed beside me. It is nice to have this private moment. We kiss and cuddle before I drift off into a deep and restful sleep. As we get up to leave in the morning, we spent an hour or so making love. We got up and brushed our teeth then fell back into bed. We kissed and played with each other. It was soft, romantic and very satisfying. He likes it when I suck him and then ride him. Truth be told I like it too. That’s a different feeling for me. With past partners and relationships I found being on top to be hard and then because it was uncomfortable it made sex unpleasant. This wasn’t a physical issue, it was a mental one. Something about being on top made my mind scream no. I can’t even tell you what happened to change that. He held me. He kissed me. In the moments when we would talk about our sex lives even he admitted that he did not completely understand the way it felt when we first kissed. He would describe it as special but it seems as though English does not contain the words that we could use to describe to emotions it brought. In the days after our first encounter he would come to begrudging admit that he was feeling as if he was a kid with his first love. I felt the same way. That carnal teenage love that every one of us spends the rest of our lives looking for when the feelings that we have makes everything else seem so small or pointless. This is the only explanation I have for the change in my thinking about being on top. This morning we didn’t use any toys. It was just lips and hands. His touch was so soft and electrifying my skin just jumped from his fingers. As we kissed, my lips melted into his. These are the moments when it feels as if we become one. The days they had together were going to be coming to an end soon. We had to get back to work. We take one last shower and then get ready to go. I have to get back to work. The company will be looking for me in a few hours. I don’t want to go. I want to stay with him. I want to turn in my letter of resignation and just go with him. Its finances and timing that keeps us apart right now. It is for the best that what we work solo until the following spring. As he drops me off, he takes a few moments to make sure I have everything I need. I just let him do it. Part of me wants to tell him that I can do all of that myself, but I stop myself. That’s new for me. Something within me has changed, I’m not sure what it is, or what it means, and it’s a little frightening but I can’t do anything other than go with it.

My Boyfriend likes to expose me or perhaps it should be called The exhibitionist in denial by Vanessa Evans Part 15 – My Training Course continued ------------------------------------------------- Wednesday -------------- Breakfast went as it did the previous day. I ate too much and felt a little bloated and rubbed my stomach as I walked back to the lift. The rubbing must have loosened the robe’s belt because it came undone as I walked. I couldn’t be bothered to fasten it again and fortunately I saw no one on the way. The trip on the underground was horrible. When I got on the train I had to stand right in front of a sitting man. As more people poured on I was pushed right up to the man. My right foot was in between his legs. With my bag over my shoulder and that arm holding my books; my other hand was up holding a ceiling strap. I had to stretch to do this and I could see a big strip of bare flesh round my waist in the reflection in the window. I could also feel a man pressing against my back. I smiled when I had the horrible thought of me being naked on that train. As the train moved off a hand from the man behind me went to my butt. I looked at the reflection of him in the window and saw (and felt) him bend his knees as his hand slid down then back up under my skirt. As the back of my skirt went up, so did the front. I looked at my reflection and saw that my pussy was exposed. I was getting exposed on 2 fronts; the man behind me was groping my bare butt (and pussy); and the man sat in front of me was inches from my exposed pussy. Luckily, the man behind me was a lot taller than me so I was too low for him to really grope my pussy. He could touch it but not get in to it. At the next station quite a few people got off, including the groper. My skirt fell back down and I breathed a sigh of relief. The rest of my day went just about the same as the previous day and I returned to my hotel with my stomach still feeling full. No evening meal for me again. As I walked through reception on the way to my room I heard someone say, “Tanya Turner.” “Strange.” I thought because I didn’t know anyone there. It was a man receptionist and he told me that a package had been delivered for me. That was even stranger, but I took it and continued to the lift. Going up with 3 other people in there I opened the package. As soon as I saw what it was I blushed and pushed it back into the package. Someone had sent me a vibrating butt plug with a big fake diamond on the end. As soon as I got into my room I skyped Ryan, he asked me if I’d got the package. When I said that I had he told me to get the rest of my clothes off and put my new toy into my pussy. There was already more than enough natural lubrication for the butt plug to slide straight in. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw that I could only just see the diamond when I stood up straight. If I leaned back and thrust my hips forward the whole diamond was visible. Ryan told me to take it out, which I reluctantly did, and he told me to work out how to switch in on. One press on the diamond and the vibe started running on low. Press again and it went to high. Press again and it switched off. Ryan told me to wear my new vibe as soon as I got back from my massage and to keep it in until I got home; only taking it out to change the batteries. He said that I could choose when to switch it on and off. “Even on the training course and when I go to bed?” I asked. “Yes and yes. Remember that it doesn’t have to be switched on – apart from all evening that is.” I thought about it and then told Ryan that I thought that I could do that; that it wouldn’t be too difficult. After all, if it got too much for me all I had to do was press the diamond once or twice and it go off. Then he told me to change the camera on skype and to get ready for my massage. I showered, shaved and did everything else that I had to do; then set off to find the masseur. I didn’t bother with clothes (apart from my jewellery) for 2 reasons, firstly Ryan had told me not to wear any, and secondly I would be naked on the table soon. I did carry a towel and my tablet which I switched on and started the skype call as I walked. I knocked on the door and waited. It was opened by a man aged about 40, wearing white trousers and a white T-shirt. “Tanya, come in.” he said with a Spanish accent. I looked round the room and saw a table at the side of the room. “Is it okay to leave these here?” I asked. “Si, yes.” Manuel said. I leaned the tablet against the wall hoping that I’d got the angle right for Ryan then turned back to Manuel. He patted the table indicating that I should climb on. As I settled on my stomach Manuel asked me if I had any areas that I wanted him to pay particular attention to. I smiled and decided to say, “My Pussy.” But when my mouth opened, out came, “No.” I was disappointed with myself. Manuel was good, just as good as the neck ache masseur. While he was doing the backs of my legs he just touched my pussy. It was electrifying; I let out a little moan, spread my legs wider and felt a little wet rush. I was ready for Manuel to ask me to turn over and for him to start on my pussy but he kept working on my back and legs. Each time his hands accidentally touched my pussy it got wetter and wetter. I was aching for those fingers to be inside me. Finally Manuel asked me to turn over. As I settled on my back I realised that I’d opened my legs quite wide. I thought about how wet my pussy felt but I didn’t care. I just wanted him to get on with it. That man teased me something rotten. His hands massaged close to my nipples and pussy but didn’t touch them for what seemed like hours. By the time he finally touched my nipples they felt like they were going to burst. Then he went back to my pussy, well, not in me, or my clit. He started the massaging all around it again, but this time he was pressing quite hard around my pussy, In particular he was pressing above my pubic bone. It was like he was trying to get to my g-spot from the outside. I must say that it felt like he had found it. That went on for ages and my AF was rising quickly. Manuel brought me quite close to cumming quite a few times but he’s always back-off for a while. When he did let me cum he changed his action. The middle 2 fingers on his right hand went inside me and pressed up while his thumb tickled my clit. Meanwhile his left hand was pressing down just above my pubic bone. It was like he was trying to feel the fingers of one hand with the fingers of the other. I was the sandwich between his hands and I was cumming hard. I was trying to lift my butt off the table but he was holding me down. On and on and on he went while I was cumming and cumming and cumming. I could feel the sweat pouring off me and my juices flooding out. I have no idea how long it went for, or how many times I came. Finally Manuel let go of me with his left hand and my butt went up in the air. From shoulder blades to ankles I was off the table while Manuel’s right hand kept torturing my pussy. My head was going from side to side and obscenities were escaping my mouth. I was in heaven; one orgasm after another after another. Manuel removed his hand but I still kept cumming for ages. When the big orgasms finally stopped I lay flat and started giggling. Every few seconds another mini orgasm would hit me and I’d jerk or spasm. Manuel left me to relax for a while but I just lay there giggling and having the occasional after-shock of a mini orgasm. Manuel had to coax me to get on my feet. My legs just didn’t want to take my weight. Eventually I managed to collect my towel and tablet and slowly head back to my room. By the time I got out of the lift I was able to skip along the corridor, still with a big grin on my face. In my room I looked at myself in the mirror. I still had the grin on my face. I picked up my new toy and held it to my hole. As soon as contact was made I jumped and I started giggling again. As I pushed it in I started shaking. I was sooo close to cumming again. I wanted to try the vibrating part but I didn’t dare; I didn’t know if I could take it so soon after Manuel. It was then that I remembered Ryan and Skype. I turned the volume up and saw that the connection had dropped. I tried calling him back but there was no answer. I hoped that he’d seen most of my massage. I decided to call him back later. I was still grinning as I set off back to the leisure centre, towel swinging round in the air. I was in a good mood and I wanted to get some exercise. Going down in the lift I was joined by 2 middle-aged men. They stared at the naked me for ages before one of them said, “Someone’s in a good mood.” “Yes, I’ve just had a massage and I feel great.” I replied. “You look a little young to be having massages.” “My dad thought that I should start young.” “It looks like your dad thinks that you should start a few things while you’re young.” I assumed that he meant the jewellery and the fact that I was naked. When the doors opened the 2 men got out and I heard one of them say, “I wish that I was still a teenager.” I walked into the leisure centre again and the receptionist smiled at me. It was one of those ‘knowing’ smiles. I blushed a bit. In the workout room I was met by George who asked me why I was so happy and I told him that I’d been for a massage and that Manuel had done a good job. “Manuel!” George exclaimed; “aren’t you a little young for that sort of massage?” “Oh no, my daddy says that I should start these things as soon as I want to.” “Wow, your father is quite a man.” “Yeah, can you show me some more of the machines please?” “Sure; shall we start over there?” George took me to a machine that strengthens your legs by you forcing them apart and then back together. As soon as George demonstrated it I knew that I was going to be embarrassed; but I was still in a good mood and I decided to go for it. As soon as my legs parted George said, “Wow Tanya, what’s that, has your father bought you some more jewellery?” My legs were straining but my hands were free and I automatically touched the diamond. I didn’t realise how sensitive the switch was and the vibe burst into life. I lost it and my legs clamped together. “Sorry!” I said, “Yes, daddy thought that I might like it. Do you like it?” “Err yes, do you?” “Yeah, I do, but I haven’t had time to get used to it yet. I think that I might like it more soon.” With the vibe purring away inside me we managed to try 3 more machines before I told George that I’d had enough. I thought about having 10 minutes on an exercise cycle but there was no way that I could let my pussy slide from side to side with that diamond sticking out of my hole. I had a quick shower, switched the vibe off then went for a swim. Going through to the pool I saw Carrie and the 2 Japanese girls in the pool; the Japs were in the deep end, one was holding onto the rail round the side whilst the other was near the middle. She was frantically kicking, throwing her arms around and shouting something. I looked back to her friend or sister and saw that she wasn’t too happy. I realised that the girl in the middle of the pool was in trouble so I dropped my towel and dived in. The girl was thrashing about and coughing so I swam behind her and surfaced really close to her back. Putting my right arm over her right shoulder I grabbed her left tit and started swimming backwards. It was hard work because the girl wouldn’t stop thrashing about. It took a good minute to get her to the shallow end where I stood on the bottom. The girl was still thrashing about so I let go of her tit. As she started to go down she realised that she could touch the bottom. She stood up and continued coughing. Her sister / friend worked her way round the side and came over to us. She hugged her sister / friend then turned and hugged me. She was going on about something but I didn’t have a clue what so I turned and swam off to the other end. I got out and went to the jacuzzi where I relaxed for a while. I’d forgotten about Carrie until she came and joined me. “That was quite some feat that you just did; where did you learn to do that?” I told her all about my swimming when I was at school. Carrie was impressed. A middle-aged couple came and climbed in so we got out and went to relax on sun loungers. We’d been there, on sun loungers side by side, with our legs bent and knees apart for about 10 minutes when the 2 Jap girls appeared and stood at my feet. They were still naked, but standing with their feet together and their heads bowed down. “WTF.” I thought and was about to get up and try to lose them when the old Japanese man walked up and stood beside them. Just as I was thinking, “This is weird.” The old man said, “Please, I would like to thank you for saving my daughter.” Only in broken English and with a terrible accent. “Please allow my daughters to take care of you.” I hadn’t a clue what he meant by that but whatever it was I didn’t want any part of it. I got up and went to the ladies changing room hoping that he wouldn’t follow me in there. After about 5 minutes I went back out and lay next to Carrie again. “What’s that sticking out of your hole?” Carrie asked. “Oh, Ryan sent me a new vibe. He says that I have to wear it until I get home.” “Won’t the battery run flat by then?” “Thankfully I don’t have to have it on all the time, and I can take it out to change the batteries. Imagine what it would be like on my training course to have this thing purring away inside me all day. I’d never get any work done.” “You’d probably have a big puddle under your chair as well.” Carrie joked (I think). After a couple of seconds Carrie continued, “Let’s go into the sauna, I want to have a closer look at that thing.” There was a youngish man sat in the sauna with a towel round his waist. “Not in here Carrie, let’s go to the changing room.” “No, here will do just fine. I’m sure that this gentleman won’t mind.” “I do.” I said. “Come on, you’re not going to go all shy on me; get on your back on the bench and get those legs open.” I could have ignored her and left, but I didn’t. I did just as she told me. All the time the man was watching us both. I guess that it was quite unusual for him to have 2 naked young girls so close to him while they ignored his presence. Carrie came and squat down near my pussy. She looked closely at the diamond then pressed on the end. “That’s the switch,” I said as I jumped a little, “press it once to turn it on low, twice to turn it up to high; and a third time to turn it off.” “So I’ve now got another way to make you cum Tanya.” “Well yes, but I’d prefer to be the one touching the diamond.” I said. “Rubbish, it’s a lot more fun if someone else does it.” Carrie said then reached out and pressed it again. The vibe went onto full speed and I gasped. Carrie stood up and went and sat at the end near my head, the other side of the sauna to the man. She lifted one foot up and started masturbating. “I’ve got somewhere for us to go after our fun here.” Carrie said, “Somewhere that you’ll like. Then later on we’ll come back here and have lots more fun. I wouldn’t plan on having an early night little Tanya.” I lay there with my legs open, the vibe pushing my AF factor up, and the man watching both of us. I could see the towel round the man changing shape. I was the first to cum, thanks to the vibe. After the previous time that I’d cum this one was a bit of an anti-climax; but still good. Just as I was calming down Carrie said, “Treadmill.” “No!” I said, but the deed was done; I went back up there and started twitching. I could feel my pussy gripping the vibe. Just as I started to come down the man stood up and left. His towel was tented out and there was a big wet patch at the top of the tent. I reached to my pussy and pressed the diamond – peace at last. “Now look what you’ve done Carrie.” I said. “I wasn’t the one having 2 orgasms in front of him.” “True, but who made me have them?” “Hehe,” Carrie said. “But you enjoyed them. Don’t you dare try and deny it my cute little 13 year old exhibitionist.” “Wrong on both counts; and you know it.” I said. “I may have taken 10 years off your age, but I wasn’t wrong about the other part.” “Yes you were.” “No I wasn’t. Anyway, did you go and see Manuel earlier?” Carrie asked. “Oh yeeeesssss; you were right, that man certainly has got a talent. He takes women’s orgasms to another level. How many times has he done you?” “I don’t know; I’ve lost count. Hey, there’s this sales seminar thing on in the hotel. We’re going to see them probably roundabout now; come on, let’s get a shower and go up there. ” We got up and went for a shower. As we were rinsing off I said, “I don’t know that I want to go with you Carrie. I’m guessing that it will be a room full of dirty old men and I don’t want them looking at me like this.” “Don’t be silly; you’ll love every second of it. Besides we need to go to wet their appetites for later.” Carrie said. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Well, I’m going to let some of them know that we’ll be back down here later. I can guarantee that some of them will turn up and that we’ll get them to wank for us. I haven’t seen a man cum for errrrr 24 hours. I’m missing it.” “Well; I’m not going to fuck any of them.” “Neither am I.” Carrie said. “Just let them cum on me; a sort of bukkake.” “A what?” I asked. “It’s where lots of men cum all over a naked girl.” Carrie relied. “Oh yes, Ryan’s told me about that.” By that time we’d both dried ourselves so Carrie led me out of the leisure centre and up to another of the big rooms. Waiting outside were some waiters; 3 young men a 3 young girls. They had a couple of trolleys with champagne bottles and glasses. Carrie spoke to one of the men then came to me and said, “This lot is for them to congratulate themselves for a good year. We’re waiting for the word then this lot are going in to serve it. I’ve sent one of the guys and one of the girls away. You and I are going to take their places; okay?” “No, I don’t want to do it.” I said. No sooner than I had stopped talking, the door opened and a man came out. He looked at Carrie and me and smiled, “Okay, we’re ready now.” Carrie and the staff moved forward. I followed; my heart pounding. Inside the trolleys stopped and the 2 young men started opening the bottles while Carrie and the other girl filled trays with glasses and started taking them to the tables. I looked round the room; lots of eyes were on Carrie and me. Not wanting to draw even more attention to me I picked up a tray, filled it with glasses and took them to a nearby table. When I got back to the trolleys Carrie was there. “Take a bottle and go and fill some glasses. While you’re there tell them that we’ll be in the leisure centre later.” With that she was gone. What could I do? I picked up a bottle and went and started pouring. Everyone was looking at me. I was in a bit of a trance and at first I didn’t hear what people were saying to me. Then I started to relax a bit and started to hear some of the comments. I heard: - “I told you that this hotel would be interesting.” “Wow, the staff get younger each time that I come here.” “Hey darling, can I pull your chain?” “Do your parents know that you’re here?” “I thought that they had laws about child labour in this country.” “What I wouldn’t give for a couple of hours with that.” “What’s that between her legs?” I also got my butt groped a couple of times. Those comments and getting groped was what I expected from a group of men. What I didn’t expect was for me to start whispering to the men telling them to come and see us in the leisure centre later. Why the hell was I inviting them to come and see me get humiliated – which was what I just knew would happen. As I started at the last table I realised that my nipples were rock hard and my pussy was all wet. I couldn’t really be enjoying it could I? When everyone had got their champagne we left. Carrie had a word with the girl staff member then Carrie and I headed back to the leisure centre. In the lift Carrie asked me if she could borrow the remote controlled vibe that I had been using so we sent the lift back up to my floor and went for it. In my room I washed the vibe, put new batteries in it and passed it to Carrie. She immediately squat down and pushed it home. No need for lubrication there. When she was happy that it was right in she asked me to show her how the control worked. I did, making her jump and squeal when she first got zapped. “Wow, this IS fun.” Carries said, “and it has other settings as well?” I went through all the controls with Carrie squirming as I did so. “Can I borrow the control as well please Tanya?” With Carrie playing with the control we went back to the leisure centre. In the corridor we got a disgusted look from an old woman who looked as if she was going to a posh do somewhere with her husband. He just smiled and wished us a pleasant evening. Carrie set the vibe on random zap, saying that she wanted to experience what I had for the past few days; then asked the receptionist girl to look after the control for her. We decided to go to the jacuzzi where Carrie got me to tell her all about my massage. I tried to quiz her about her plans for later but she wouldn’t talk about them. Every so often Carrie would gasp then smile. A while later the girl that had been serving the champagne with us came in and up to us. “The sales seminar is ending Carrie.” She said. “Okay Amber, you go and get changed, we’ll be in the sauna area.” “What’s that all about?” I asked. Carrie wouldn’t tell me but she pulled me up and told me that we were going to the sauna to get warmed up. “Warmed up!” I thought, “I’m quite warm, we’ve been sitting in the jacuzzi for 20 odd minutes.” We went to the sauna via reception where Carrie went behind the counter, did something then led me to our destination. The sauna was empty so Carrie told me to sit at one end of the bench and put my leg up. As I did so I looked down at my pussy; the diamond was sparkling. Carrie asked me if I was comfortable. When I said I was she leaned over and pressed the diamond. Next she went and sat at the other end of the bench, the same way as she had told me to. If anyone coming in glanced left or right they would get an eyeful of our pussies “Right, I hope that we don’t have to wait long.” Carrie said as she started idly rubbing her clit. I wondered what we were waiting for, but didn’t say anything. A couple of minutes later the door opened and in walked Amber. This time she was as naked as we were. “Hi Amber!” Carrie said, and introduced me. “Isn’t Tanya a little young for this?” Amber asked. “Oh, by the way Tanya, I like the jewellery, and how the hell is that diamond staying where it is?” “Tanya’s okay,” Carrie relied, “she had a session with Manuel earlier tonight and she has this amazing skill.” “Young for what?” I thought; “She couldn’t have been serious about that bukkake thing – could she?” I got a little worried. “Think of the proper name of the running machines in the workout room, but don’t say it out loud.” Carrie said to Amber. “No Carrie, please don’t do this.” I pleaded. “Okay Amber, say the word.” Carrie said. Amber looked puzzled but said, “Treadmill.” It happened; I started cumming. My hand went to my pussy. Why did I press the button once and not twice to switch it off before firmly holding my hand over my pussy? When it started to subside I looked at Carrie and Amber. Carrie was grinning and Amber was just staring at me. “That’s fucking amazing. How the fuck does that work?” Amber said. Carrie explained for me while I pressed the diamond twice. I wanted a little reminder of the orgasm I’d just had. Amber climbed up onto the top bench and sat with her knees bent and her feet up on the bench, about shoulder width apart. I could clearly see her bald pussy. It was open, I could see inside her hole. I guessed that she was already aroused. Just then the door opened and a man wearing only a towel walked in. He looked round at the 3 exposed pussies, grinned and sat near Carrie. “Hi there.” Carrie said. “Have you come to look at us?” “Oh yes, and more too if you want to play.” The man said. “Don’t get too excited yet, we need a lot more cock before we start.” Carrie added. “Bloody hell,” I thought, “had Carrie organised a gang bang?” I didn’t get time to think about it anymore because the door opened and 2 more men walked in. They too stopped, stared and then smiled. Then 3 more men came in. It was getting crowded in there. Carrie stood up and shouted, “Okay gentlemen; there are enough of you to get started. If you’d just make way for us ladies to climb down and go outside we’ll get ready for you to start.” Now I was getting worried. It really did sound like Carrie had organised a gang bang. “Can we cum anywhere on you?” One man asked. “Anywhere other than inside our butts or pussies.” Carrie shouted. In a way I felt relieved, but at the same time I was unhappy. Carrie had organised a bukkake. Not wanting to be a party pooper I followed Carrie and Amber out. The sun loungers had been re-arranged. There were only 3 of them now, arranged so that the foot of each were close together in a sort of star. Carrie and Amber went and lay on 2 of the sun loungers so I took the other one. They were all raised at the head so that we could see each other. I just lay there with my legs together, but when Carrie and Amber opened their legs wide, put their feet over the sides and started rubbing their pussies I automatically did the same. The vibe inside me was purring away and I was feeling horny. The men that had followed us out came and stood round us, looking down at our goodies. “Okay guys, ready when you are, let’s see those cocks.” Carrie said. Towels were removed and I was looking up to 4 hard cocks with the owner’s hands wrapped round them. My AF went up a notch then I heard, “Treadmill!” “Nooooo!” I said as I started cumming. “Treadmill; treadmill; treadmill.” I said as I lost control of my body. My body started to spasm and my back arched up. My embarrassment was forgotten as the orgasm took control. “Treadmill; treadmill; treadmill.” I kept saying and someone kept saying the same. In the midst of my high I realised that it was a man’s voice saying, “Treadmill; treadmill; treadmill.” No, not man, men; some of the men were chanting it. Did or didn’t they realise what it was doing to me. I have no idea how many orgasms I had but I was really glad when I finally started to come down. I was knackered. I started to get my day-to-day senses back and saw that I still had 2 men wanking above me. I looked down at my body and saw that I was covered with male cum. What’s more I could taste it and there was some in my left eye. The 2 men made their donation and I just lay there, the vibe gently reminding me of what I’d been through. Those 2 were the last of the men. I had mixed feelings about what had just happened. “Hey Tanya,” I heard Carrie say, “was that good or was that good?” I smiled and said, “That was good Carrie.” I looked over to Amber, she was covered in male cum just like Carrie and I. Amber was rubbing her clit. “Come on Tanya, Amber hasn’t got anything inside her to make her happy; help me make her cum.” As I slowly got up I thought, “I’ve never done this, what do I do?” I didn’t have to think, nature took over. Carrie sat on one side of Amber and me on the other. We gently caressed her tits, rubbing all that male cum all over them while our other hands played with her pussy. I rubbed her clit the same way as Ryan does to me. Before long Amber started to cum. I stopped rubbing but Carrie told me to keep going. We kept going until Amber begged us to stop. Then it was shower time for the 3 of us. I guess it was the fact that the vibe was still purring away that made me look at Carrie and Amber as they cleaned themselves, and I thought that they both looked good. I nearly had a lesbian thought. Carrie and I decided to go and relax in the jacuzzi while Amber decided to go into the sauna. We just sat there, too tired to talk. After a while I told Carrie that I was going to bed. We both got out and walked back to the sauna to let Amber know. When I opened the door we saw Amber sat on the bench, legs way up in the air, and George pounding into her. I was about to say something but Carrie stopped me saying, “Leave them; Amber’s earned a good fucking.” I closed the door and we walked through the changing room to reception. “Amber and George?” The receptionist asked. Carrie just nodded as she collected the remote control and switched it off causing her to let out a long sigh. “Fuck; that was good.” “Hang on to it.” I said. I left Carrie talking to the receptionist and went up to my room. A couple got into the lift when it stopped at the second floor but I was too tired to be embarrassed. I skype Ryan and started to tell him everything that had happened that evening but I fell asleep half way through. Thursday ----------- I woke up with the vibe very gently purring away; the battery was nearly flat. There was daylight coming through the window. Looking at the clock I discovered that I had woken up at my normal time. I breathed a sigh of relief as I realised that I wasn’t late. I took the vibe out, put a new battery in it and went for the 3 S’s. Feeling refreshed I put the vibe back in and pressed the diamond once. As I put just the robe on I realised that the belt had fallen out of the loops. “Sod it.” I thought, “I’ll just hold it together when I have to.” Breakfast went as normal, except that I needed both hands to hold my plates and one old man got quite a surprise when I walked passed him with my robe wide open. Back in my room I skyped Ryan and apologised for falling asleep on him. He was in a bit of a rush and told me that I could tell him all about it later. The important thing to him was that I’d enjoyed myself. While I was on the platform waiting for my train I saw the man that had groped me the previous morning. I tried to duck down behind someone else and hoped that he hadn’t seen me but when I got on the train he was right there behind me. It was crowded as usual and I was squashed between that man and another. He must have recognised me and remembered that I hadn’t screamed out when he groped me the day before so he grabbed my butt just as soon as the train started to move. Terrifying as it was, it did feel good. His hand caressed me and quickly moved to my pussy, just like Ryan does. I think that he was a bit shocked to find something sticking out of my pussy because he suddenly stopped for a few seconds, then ran a finger round the diamond trying to work out what it was. When he pressed on it I jumped a little as it burst into life. He tried to push the side of the diamond but his finger must have slipped and pressed on the diamond again. I gasped a little and tensed up as the vibe went on full blast. The man must have felt the vibrations because he just stopped. My pussy was leaking my juices all over his hand. I don’t think that the man had encountered anything like that before because he just stood there with his hand cupping my pussy as I filled his hand with my juices. When we got to his stop he removed his hand and worked his way out. When he was on the platform he turned and stared at me. I made a mental note to get a different train the next morning. I felt quite self-conscious as I climbed the stairs going to the training room. I wasn’t sure if it was the fact that my skirt that day was a little shorter, and a little lighter, the fact that I had the diamond sticking out of my pussy, the fact that the vibe was still switched on full blast, or the fact that I had my juices running down the insides of my legs; or any combination of them. What I did know was that I was squeezing my legs together as I walked up those stairs. I went straight to the toilet, switched the vibe off and cleaned myself up. Half way through the first session I suddenly realised that the instructor could probably see my diamond. On the Monday I’d decided that I was going to ignore the possibility / probability that he’d see my pussy and little tits a few times during the week and I decided just to ignore it; treat him like the Mr. Perv over the road; but this was different. What would he think of me with a vibe sticking out of my hole? Maybe he’d just think that it’s some sort of jewellery; yes, that’s what I’d say if he said anything. I felt a little better and decided to concentrate on the course. I caught him looking up my skirt a couple of times, and down my top but I just ignore him. The train journey back to the hotel was worse. There weren’t many people in the carriage when I got on but at the next stop a crowd of teenage boys got on and came and stood all around me. I was sat down and 2 of them sat either side of me. “Nice little tits.” One of them said. That prompted the rest of them to look at me. “Nice legs as well. I bet that they go all the way up to your cunt.” Another said. “Show us your tits girly.” Another said. I clamped my legs together and looked at the floor. “Hey, don’t be so miserable, all we want is to see your tits.” “And your pussy.” A voice in the background said. I didn’t move a muscle. “Hey slut, I said show us your tits; NOW.” I was scared, very scared. There were lots of them and they could really hurt me. I decided to comply and started unbuttoning my blouse. “Take it off.” “No.” “NOW.” I did. “Now stand up and take the skirt off.” “Oh fuck,” I thought, “what would they say when they saw that I didn’t have any knickers on?” The train pulled into a station and I breathed a sigh of relief. Someone was bound to get on. I looked to the doors to see that a couple of the youths were stood in the doorway stopping people coming in. “Oh shit!” I thought and stood up and started unfastening my skirt. The train moved off and I hoped that I could make it to the next station without getting raped. I took my time but finally let it drop. “Fucking hell; we’ve got a real slut here. I’m going to go first boys.” The first youth said. He pushed me back onto the seat and spread my legs.” “Fucking hell, what is THAT?” He bent over and had a look at my diamond. He was still there when the train pulled into the next station. I was sat there terrified and shaking when I hear one of them shout, “COPS, RUN.” And they did, they all ran and barged passed the 2 policeman that were at the door. They gave up trying to catch any of them and came to see me. I was still in shock and hadn’t moved. As one of them told me that it was all over and that I’d be okay, the other picked up my skirt and laid it over my waist; then my blouse and laid it over my chest. “How are you feeling miss? Do I need to call for an ambulance?” I looked up at him, burst out crying and stood up and hugged him. In the process my clothed hit the floor again. An arm went round me and I could feel his hand on my bare waist. “It’s okay, you’re safe now.” I kept hugging the policeman and crying on his shoulder while his colleague picked up my skirt and blouse. The policeman I was hugging put his hands on both my shoulders and gently pushed be back. “You need to get dressed miss.” My crying started to stop and I looked at his face. “Yes, yes, thank you so much I was so scared. I thought that they were going to …….” “I know; do you need an ambulance?” “No, no, I’m okay, well I will be in a few minutes.” I took my blouse from the second policeman and put it on, then my skirt. “I couldn’t find your knickers.” The second policeman said. “I just need to sit down for a few minutes.” I said. The train was still stopped in station and the policeman said, “If you come with us we’ll get you a cup of tea and ask you a few question if that’s okay with you.” “Yes, of course.” We got off the train and the policemen took me to some office somewhere in the station. The rest of that ‘incident’ isn’t worth describing here, and after about half an hour I was back on a train to my station. I never thought that I would be grateful for crowded trains. Better to be groped than raped. Back in the hotel I plugged the charger into my tablet and skyped Ryan. I had already decided that I’d wait until I got home to tell him about that experience. I did tell him everything else while he got me to turn the vibe on and slowly make myself cum while he watched. After the call ended I had a shower and though about what I was going to do that evening. Deciding that I needed some exercise I decided to go down to the leisure centre. I pressed the diamond once and set off. As I walked out of the door 2 women were walking along the corridor. They looked at the naked me, one of them looked daggers at me and the other just smiled. At the leisure centre reception I signed in and picked up a towel just as the receptionist was returning to her station. She smiled and said, “Carrie’s already here, I think that she’s in the pool.” “Okay,” I said and went to the workout room where I saw 5 men and 2 women in there, all doing their own thing. As soon as George saw me he came over. “Hi Tanya; do you want to continue where you left off last night?” My initial thought was that the last thing that I did in the leisure centre last night was Carrie’s bukkake. I smiled then thought that George probably meant the last thing that I did in the workout room. “I’d like to try a couple of the ones that I did last night first if that’s okay with you.” “Of course, just let me know when you need some help.” I don’t know why but I went to the leg spreader machine. I must have realised that I’d have to spread my legs wide and that everyone in the room would be able to see my pussy and the diamond. What would they think? I set the machine to easy and as my legs spread I looked round. Two of the men had stopped what they were doing and were staring straight at my pussy. I felt a little bit embarrassed but the vibe’s gentle purring had dulled my sensitivity. I closed my legs then opened them again. The men were still staring. I did it twice more before deciding to move on. I‘d never been on a rowing machine before and decided that I’d like to try it. There were 3 rowing machines facing a mirrored wall and men on the outside ones. I looked at the men to see what they were doing then went to the middle one. As I walked over both men were looking at me in the mirrors. “This looks relatively easy.” I thought as I sat down and started pulling and pushing. I looked up into the mirror and saw that the 2 men were still staring at me. Then I looked directly in front of me. As I pulled on the rope and my butt went forward, my legs opened wide. The men were looking at my pussy and the diamond. “What the hell; they’ve seen it now.” I thought and continued rowing. The 2 men’s rowing speed seemed to slow down, or maybe I was getting faster. Five minutes later I got up and saw George behind me. “I saw you fucking Amber last night.” I said. “Of shit, was that you? Sorry, little girls shouldn’t see things like that. Will you forgive me?” George said. “Of course, it isn’t as if I haven’t seen people doing it before. I saw my dad fucking his girlfriend last week.” “Wow, err ……………… would you like to do some bench lifts?” “Okay, if you spot me I’ll spot you when you do some.” We went over to the bench and I lay down, with my feet either side of the bench, while George took some of the weights off the bar. George moved in to get ready to grab the bar and I started lifting. As I lifted I looked up and saw that I could see up the leg of George’s shorts. OMG, he wasn’t wearing underwear. I could see the end of his cock hanging down. I felt a little wet rush in my pussy. I wondered if I was leaking juices round the diamond. I became more aware of the vibe purring away. I liked what I could see and decided to do as many lifts as I could. After the third I saw George’s cock end move. During the next 3 lifts his cock went from soft to hard and the end disappeared as it swivelled round to point up. I was left looking at his balls. I did one more lift then told George that it was his turn. We swapped places and I smiled when I saw the tent in George’s shorts as he lay down. When George was ready I moved in, knowing full well that his face was inches from my pussy. My legs were about shoulder width apart so he was having a great view. The vibe really was dulling my embarrassment and modesty. Five lifts (which must have been easy because he didn’t add any weights) later George said that he’d done enough. I wondered if he was getting close to creaming his shorts. I could see a little wet spot on them. George got up and I looked at the exercise cycles and regretted wearing that vibe. Sliding from side to side on the saddle with that diamond there would have been a real problem. I looked round (avoiding looking at the running machines) to see if I fancied a go on any other machines. I didn’t fancy any of them so I turned to George, thanked him for his help and told him that I was going for a swim. I didn’t see Carrie as I walked alongside the pool to the jacuzzi. As I settled I pressed the diamond. I wanted the vibe to get me off while I relaxed in the warm bubbles. I was just getting ‘happy’ when this middle-aged man, wearing swimming shorts, came and climbed in. He smiled at me then settled opposite me. Thirty seconds later 2 completely naked girls about my real age came over and climbed in, one either side of him. I closed my eyes and let the vibe take control. Over the next 5 minutes the vibe slowly brought me to a wonderful climax. I was moaning and shaking but the bubbled covered the sound and the vision. When I calmed down and opened my eyes one of the girls was sat on the man’s lap and it was obvious what they were doing. I didn’t care; I was still enjoying the after-glow of my own orgasm. They were still at it when I decided to switch the vibe off, get out and go and see if I could find Carrie. As I walked to the swimming pool I dived in and swam to the other end, got out and continued my journey. When I went into the sauna there was a naked man on his back on the bench and Carrie wasn’t there. The man’s cock was soft and I wondered how long it would stay like that as I sat on the bench near his feet and brought one leg up so that my pussy and the diamond was exposed. I stared at the man’s cock while he stared at my pussy. The inevitable happened and he slowly got hard; his cock slowly going from pointing at me to pointing at the ceiling somewhere behind his head. While I watched I compared what I was watching to what I’d seen Ryan’s cock do hundreds of times. They were quite similar; hardly surprising really. Just then Carrie came in. In true Carrie style she said, “Tanya, did you do that to this poor man? Are you trying to take my job?” That was it for the man; he got up and held his towel in front of him as he went out. As soon as the door shut both Carrie and I laughed. “Good one Tanya.” Carrie said. I told Carrie about my bench lifts; how I’d seen George’s cock and how his face had been inches from my pussy. Carrie said that she was real proud of me and then spoilt it a bit by telling me that she’d done the same to George a few times and that she still did it to any new faces that she fancied. Carrie told me that there was another sales seminar happening in the hotel the following evening; that it was going to be better than the previous one and that I just had to be there; but she wouldn’t tell me why it was different or why I had to be there. I told her that I was booked on the 8:15 pm train and that I couldn’t miss it. I didn’t really have time to come back to the hotel. We went and had a cold shower then went back in. Carrie went on and on about how I’d regret it if I didn’t come back to the hotel. I was worried about missing my train and I so wanted to get back to Ryan. She kept on and on, and finally I gave in. Carrie told me that I could leave my case with reception and to meet her there, in the sauna as soon as I could. During all the time that Carrie had been persuading me a couple of men had come into the sauna. Okay, we’d been idly slowly rubbing our clits, but apart from that we’d been ignoring the men. That didn’t stop them from getting hard-ons and we both giggled when they left with tents in their towels. After another cold shower and a rest on the sun loungers we decided on one last session in the sauna with Carrie hoping that a man or two would come in. A man did come in shortly after; George stuck his head round the door and my hand stopped moving and covered my pussy; Carrie kept on rubbing her pussy. “Either of you seen Amber?” George asked. “Are you wanting to jump her bones again George?” Carries asked. “Are you volunteering to take her place Carrie?” George asked. “Goodbye George.” Carrie said. Two minutes later a couple of teenage girls came in and looked a little surprised to see Carrie and I sat there, pussies on display and gently rubbing our clits. “Oh, it’s alright to take our bikinis off in here then?” One of them asked. “You can go naked anywhere in the hotel if you like; we do.” Carrie replied. “That sounds like fun.” One of them said. The 2 teenage girls, looked at each other, giggled and left. A couple of minutes later they were back, as naked as we were, and bald in the same places that we are. But they didn’t sit the same way that we were; they kept their legs together. Just as we decided that we’d had enough and got down to leave, the door opened and a man, wearing only a towel, walked in. When we got to the showers Carrie said, “I wonder how those 2 will cope with that man? Do you think that they’ll tease him like we would?” “You mean like you would.” I replied. “Hey girl, you’re just as bad as me; we don’t get many exhibitionists like you in this place.” “I’m not an exhibitionist.” I said. “Yeah, right.” Carrie said. After the shower Carrie said that we should go for a wander round the hotel to see if there was anything going on that would let her tease a few men. We towelled dry and left the leisure centre. We wandered around with Carrie not caring one little bit that she was naked. I on the other hand, did get embarrassed whenever we saw anyone. The vibe wasn’t switched on so there was nothing to distract me from being embarrassed. Carrie decided that we’d go to the hotel’s reception to look at the board that tells everyone what functions were taking place. I told Carrie that I’d get too embarrassed. “I know what will fix that.” She said; and turned to face me. She stood right in front of me and leant forwards and kissed me full on the lips. It wasn’t a quick kiss either. As she probed my mouth with her tongue her right hand went to my pussy and pressed the diamond twice. I gasped, broke away from her, and said (with a grin on my face), “You little bitch.” Carrie grabbed my hand and pulled me along as we started walking. “That’ll take care of that problem.” Carries said as we walked into the main reception. None of the staff there took any notice of us but a few of the customers did. I could hear one old lady complaining to her husband as we looked at the board. “Nothing interesting here;” Carrie said, “oh wait a minute; look at them.” I turned to look the way that Carrie’s head was pointing and saw 4 young men walking in. They weren’t being very observant and hadn’t seen us as they walked towards the bar. “Come on Tanya.” Carrie said as she locked her elbow round mine and dragged me after the young men. “I can’t go in there; I haven’t got any clothes on.” I said. “You’re wearing more than I am.” Carrie replied. “But, but, I’ll get embarrassed.” “You’ll love every minute Tanya, come on, don’t be a wus girl.” “But, but.” It was too late; we were right behind them at the bar where they were waited to get served. One of them must have seen us in the mirror behind the bar because he turned round and looked directly at us. I looked round and was pleased to see that there was only one other couple in the bar, and they were pre-occupied with something other than us. “Well hello girls; what have we got here?” One of the young men said. That prompted the other 3 to turn round and look at us. I was stood there totally naked except for the 3 barbells and chains; and the vibe purring away on full throttle. I could feel the embarrassment creeping down from my bright red face. My nipples were rock hard and throbbing and so was my pussy. I could feel my juices leaking round the throbbing diamond. I stood there fidgeting and squeezing my legs together; trying to put off what I knew was going to happen soon. Carrie was talking to the young men an I had no idea what she was saying, all I could see was 4 pairs of male eyes looking up and down me as the pending orgasm got closer and closer. The inevitable happened and I started shaking and moaning out loud. It’s funny how I can manage to pick out a few words when I’m in the middle of an orgasm; and I managed to hear Carrie saying, “Please excuse my friend here, she’s just cumming. She’ll be okay in a minute.” The 4 pairs of male eyes just stared at me until I started to calm down. Carrie turned and stood in front of me, facing me, and asked me if I was okay. What she also did in the space between us, and out of sight of the 4 men, was to reach down and press the diamond. Relief at last; but I was still naked in front of the men; and the barman. “Sorry,” one of the men said, “did you just say that this kid was having an orgasm? And what the hell are you 2 doing without any clothes on; not that I’m complaining; in fact I quite like both of your outfits.” “It’s like this guys,” Carrie said, “we both like being dressed like this and Tanya here’s father is quite happy for her to be here; He knows that she’ll be safe here so don’t go getting any perverted ideas okay?” After a pause Carrie continued, “So who’s going to buy us a drink? I’d offer, but as you can see we haven’t got our bags with us.” “Err, sure,” one of the guys said, “what would you like?” “We’ll both have a Leg Spreader please.” “A what?” “A Leg Spreader. It’s a cocktail; the barman knows what it is.” Carrie said. The guy looked at me as if to say, “For the kid?” “Yeah, both of us;” answering his unasked question. “Okay.” The guy said as he turned to face the barman. One of the other guys started, “Sorry, I wasn’t concentrating on what you said, what did you say you’re doing here like that?” “Having a drink with you; but if you don’t want us to be here we’ll go.” Carrie said and turned as if to leave. I suddenly felt relief, but it was short lived as all 4 of the men said (in double stereo (or whatever it’s called)), “NO!” Carrie turned back and smiled as my heart dropped. “No,” the guys who wasn’t listening earlier said, “what I meant was, why haven’t you got any clothes on?” “Because we can; and besides, we like being naked in front of men don’t we Tanya?” Carrie said. I opened my mouth to say, “No.” But before I could get it out Carrie continued, “Tanya here’s the worst; she even likes to ‘dress up’ her nakedness with those chains; and you should see what she’s got up her pussy. For someone so young she really does like to show-off a lot.” All 4 of the guys were looking at my pussy. “Show them Tanya.” Carrie continued. When I just stood there, wishing that I was at home with Ryan, and with throbbing nipples, that strong tingling in my pussy and my juices leaking out round the diamond; Carrie said, “Come on Tanya, don’t pretend to be shy. Open those legs and thrust your pussy forward.” And I did! I didn’t want to, but I did. All 4 of the guys were staring at my pussy and I felt another wet rush. I was sooo embarrassed. “It’s a vibrator as well, but it’s not switched on at the moment.” “Is that what made her cum a minute ago?” “No, it was you guys looking at her. If you don’t stop staring at her she’ll cum again.” “No Carrie, please don’t; once is once too many.” I pleaded, fearing what she was thinking of saying. Thankfully Carrie didn’t say that word and I relaxed as the conversation got more ‘normal’. We picked-up out drinks and went and sat round a table and, believe it or not, we had the usual sort of conversation that a group of guys have with a group of gals when they first meet. I say normal, and that includes the guys sneaking looks down the girl’s tops or trying to look up their skirts; but this was slightly different because the guys WERE staring at our uncovered tits. When I spoke to Carrie I saw that her nipples were just as hard as mine, and I guessed that they were throbbing as much as mine were. Carrie was sitting very upright and pushing her chest forward. She looked to be enjoying herself much more than I was. The drinks that Carrie got the guys to buy us tasted nice, a bit like a fruit juice, but a few minutes after I’d had my first sip I started to feel happy and it wasn’t long before I realised that the taste was deceptive. I asked Carrie what was in it but all she would say was, “It tastes nice doesn’t it? How about another round boys?” Carrie’s request was granted as one of the guys got up and said that he’d get them. Carrie stood up too and went to the bar with him. As they walked the 3 remaining guys, and me, watched Carrie’s butt sexily walk to the bar. “Shit, that’s one hell of an arse.” One of the guys said. The other 2 agreed then looked back to me. “So, how come your father lets you walk around hotels without any clothes on Tanya; and did he really pay for you have that piercing done? Another guy asked. “Well;” I replied, “he doesn’t know that I’m naked in this hotel but he wouldn’t mind. He says that I have a great body and that I should be proud to let the world see it. As for the piercings, he took me to get them done and he often puts them in or takes them out for me. He likes to watch me get excited when he does it. He sometimes plays with my clit and makes me cum when he puts my clit chain in.” That’s what I told them, not what I intended to tell them anything but the alcohol had made me feel a bit sexy and put me in a teasing mood. What’s more, Carrie and the other bloke were on the way back with another round. My looking at Carrie carrying the tray of drinks prompted the 3 guys with me to look up. One said, “Thump me quick; I must be dreaming.” Another said, “What I wouldn’t do for an hour alone with her.” I smiled and thought, “What I wouldn’t do for an hour alone with Ryan right now.” Carrie bent forward to put the tray of drinks on the table; her tits hanging down inches from 2 of the guys faces. “There you are Tanya. Try that drink.” Carrie said. I sipped it and it tasted just like one of those Mango and Apple drinks. “Nice,” I said, “what is it?” “It’s called a ‘Horny School Girl’; don’t worry, it won’t knock you out; much.” Carrie said. We talked some more, nothing interesting, all the time the guys looking at our tits. After a few minutes Carrie said, “Hey guys, I’m up here; not down here.” Carrie put her hands on her tits and wobbled them a bit. “Tell you what,” Carrie continued, “let’s go and play some pool. That way you won’t be looking at our tits all the time.” I smiled a little and thought, “Yeah, I bet that I know what you’ll be looking at.” But I no longer cared; I was happy. The hotel bar has a pool table and darts board at one end. It’s sort of partitioned off from the rest of the bar. People can be playing pool and most of the people in the rest of the bar wouldn’t be able to see them. As we stood up and walked over to the pool table I looked round and saw a couple of middle-aged men staring at Carrie and me. I’d stopped caring and just smiled at them and kept walking. Even though I told Carrie that I was no good at pool she insisted on her and me taking on 2 of the guys. Of course we lost but it was only towards the end of the game that I realised what I was showing every time that I bent over to take a shot. Up until then I just thought that the guys were standing behind me to give me some pointers on how to take the shot. Carrie was taking a shot when I realised. I saw the guys standing behind her. She was bent over with her legs spread. I quickly realised that she was doing it on purpose and that she’d set me up to do the same, I just smiled and got on with the game. When Carrie admitted defeat she challenged the other 2 guys to a game. She said that we’d definitely win the second game. She said that she was so confident that if we lost she’d show them a game, using the pool balls and cues, that they’d never seen before but they would definitely enjoy. That got the guys interested and me scared. I tried to tell Carrie that I wasn’t happy and didn’t want to play but she dismissed me saying, “Don’t worry Tanya, I promise that you’ll have lots of fun.” The inevitable happened and we lost. “Okay guys,” Carrie said, “you beat us fair and square so I guess that I’ve got to show you this game. Tanya, get on the table and sit at one end with your legs along the table.” “What!” I said. “Come on Tanya, don’t be a spoilsport, we lost so we have to pay-up. You’ll enjoy it, I promise.” Reluctantly I climbed up and sat like Carrie had told me. All 4 guys were looking down at me. If it hadn’t been for the drink I would have been quite embarrassed. “Right Tanya, open your legs wide.” Carrie ordered. “No.” I replied. “Tanya, we lost, you’ve drunk your Leg Spreader cocktail, so spread ‘em girl.” I spread them wide. “Wow, is that a real diamond?” One of the guys asked. “Right guys,” Carrie said as she put a red pool ball equally between my feet; “I told you before that that thing sticking out of Tanya is a vibrator. To switch it on you just have to press the diamond; press once and it starts on ‘low’; press it again and it goes on to ‘high’; press it again and it goes off. The thing is, you can’t touch it with any part of your body, or anything touching your body. What you have to do is to shoot that red ball and hit the diamond so that the vibrator switches on. Hit the ball too hard and, not only will you hurt Tanya, but you might also smash the glass diamond; and that will ruin everything for all of us. So, who wants to go first?” While Carrie was saying all this I was sat there giggling. I was high on the alcohol, the excitement of those 4 guys looking at the naked me, and thought of the vibe starting up. I never even considered the possibility of me getting hurt. As the first picked-up a cue and lined up his shot, Carrie said, “Remember, not too hard, we don’t want any damage to the vibrator or Tanya.” The guy must have been nervous because when he hit the ball it was so soft that the ball never even reached my pussy. The second guy moved in to have his go but before he bent down to take his shot he said, “So what do I get if I turn it on?” “Well,” Carrie said, “firstly you get to brag that you turned-on a vibrator that was in a girl’s pussy; and secondly, if two of you manage to hit the diamond at the right angle it will go to high and my little friend here will cum right in front of your eyes.” I giggled again. The second guy’s shot hit the diamond, but the angle wasn’t quite right and the vibe didn’t start. What did happen was that the little jolt made me gasp and I felt a little wet rush. The third guy was luckier; the vibe burst into life. As it did so I moaned. “It looks like we’ve got a strike.” Carrie said. The guy straightened up with a satisfied grin on his face. The fourth guy lined-up his shot. “Here’s hoping.” He said as the cue went back then forward. “Owww!” I said as the ball hit the top of my inner thigh. “Sorry, can I kiss it better?” “No.” Carrie said. “Shall we have another round?” Carrie continued. Guy 1 jumped up, obviously eager to try his luck again; or maybe he just wanted to get a closer look at my pussy. Anyway, he bodged it again and I breathed a sigh of relief. The vibe was gently purring away but I was a long way from cumming. Guy 2 didn’t do any better. His shot was straight but not hard enough. Guy 3 got me worried; he’d got it right on his first attempt so I was expecting him to switch the vibe onto full. I was lucky; he muffed it. Guy 4 got it right and I gasped as the vibe went to full throttle. I knew that I couldn’t last long but Carrie had other ideas. She came over to me, bent down and whispered in my ear, “Treadmill.” I started cumming with the 5 of them just staring down at me. It was a strong one and I was shaking and moaning. My butt rose-up and I could feel my pussy muscles contracting and relaxing. As I calmed down I heard one of the guys say, “Fuck man, did you see her pussy? She’s going to be a right nympho when she gets older.” When my heart rate dropped below 100 I turned to look at Carrie. Before I could say anything she said, “Can I borrow your vibe; I want a go at that.” “Err yeah, why not? Can we go to the ladies please?” “What’s wrong with right here?” Carrie said as she reached over and got a grip on the side of the diamond. “Not here Carrie.” I pleaded, but Carrie was already pulling the vibe out of me. I didn’t dare look at the 4 young men. There wasn’t a plop or anything like that when the vibe left my body, but there was the feeling of emptiness and a slight draught. “Come on Tanya get off there and let me on.” I slid off the side and when I turned round Carrie was already on the table with her legs spread and the vibe starting to disappear. “Right guys, go for it.” Carrie said. I stood there and watched the 4 guys try to hit the diamond. Guys 3 and 4 were successful and Carrie lay there letting the vibe do its job. It wasn’t long before Carrie got to the point of no return. “Ohhh; Arrrghhh, Ohhh, Arrrghhh, I’m cummmmmming.” Carrie said as her body started shaking and jerking. My eyes went from her face to her wobbling tits; her nipples were rock hard. The guys were just stood there staring. I looked at their trousers; all 4 were bulging and 2 of them had little wet spots at the appropriate place. A couple of minutes later Carrie pressed the diamond and climbed off the table. “That was fun; how about something slightly different this time; back on the table Tanya.” And I did; without even thinking about it I climbed on and sat there with my legs wide open and laying back a little and resting on my elbows so that my pussy was totally visible. “Right guys,” Carrie said, “this time I want you to try and hit Tanya’s jewellery.” “What!” I exclaimed. “Relax kiddo, Carrie said, “nothing to worry about.” Then to the guys, “Okay guys, not too hard, we don’t want to injure that young, sweet, little pussy; but I want the ball to hit her jewellery and her clit. Right, who’s first?” I sat there with a big grin on my face; my embarrassment completely gone. One of the guys lined up his shot and as I looked at him looking at my pussy, I got a wet rush and giggled a little wondering if he had seen it escape from me. The shot wasn’t hard enough and it only just touched my pussy. Carrie retrieved the ball, flicking my clit as she did so. “Hmmm,” I said, “that’s nice.” I said. Guy 2 lined up his shot and he got it perfect. The top of the ball hit my clit. “Ohhhhhhhh!” I said and sat up straight. What I hadn’t realised was that when I did so the ball was right under my hole. The pressure on my vagina caused it to open and swallow the ball. “Get back down Tanya; the next guy wants a go.” Carrie said. I did so then the next guy said, “Hey, where’s the ball gone?” Everyone looked at my pussy as I started giggling. In between giggles I managed to say, “Magic!” “You haven’t; have you?” Carries asked. “Haven’t what?” One of the guys asked. “Where’s the bloody ball?” Another asked. “Okay Tanya, give it back.” Carrie ordered. I squeezed and out popped the ball. “Fucking hell!” 2 of the guys said in stereo. After a slight pause, another guy said, “Can we see that again?” “Yeah, why not, let’s change the game a bit guys,” Carrie said; “each of you get a ball and let’s see how many we can get inside Tanya’s hole.” By that time the alcohol had really kicked in and I just sat there with my pussy getting wetter with the anticipation of what was about to happen. One by one the guys came to me and held their pool ball to my pussy. One by one those pool balls disappeared; only the fourth one got his returned. Each time it re-appeared one of the guys would push it back in. I just sat there, reclined, and thinking, “This is nice.” “Treadmill, treadmill.” Carrie said. I was already well on the way to having an orgasm and Carrie saying that word suddenly made it happen straight away. Probably because of the fact that I was on a pool table in a public bar, naked and being watched by 4 young men that I’d only met a few minutes ago; the orgasm was a strong one. It hit me hard and fast and as I started shaking I felt my butt rise up. As my high started to recede my butt went back onto the table and my breathing slowed. So did my heart. “Okay,” Carrie said, “I think that’s enough. Poor Tanya looks knackered. I think that it’s my turn now. Tanya can you push those balls out then get down off the table? I want to take your place.” I did, much to the amazement of the 4 guys. When the first ball popped out and made a noise as it dropped to the table, 2 of the guys actually jumped a little. I climbed down and went and sat on a chair near Carrie’s feet as she climbed onto the table and lay flat on her back then spread her legs wide. The 4 guys were stood 2 either side of her, eagerly looking down on her, each with a pool ball in their hand. “Errr, what about that?” One of the guys said, pointing towards Carries pussy. “Ooops, silly me, would one of you nice gentlemen care to take that out for me?” Four hands immediately shot forward but only one got there first. Carrie moaned as the guy took his time getting hold of the diamond then slowly pulled. Carrie moaned again as the vibe came free. The guy with my vibe in his hand held it up for all 4 of them to look at it as it glistened with Carries juices all over it. “Please!” I said and held my hand out. The guy gave it to me then turned back to Carrie as she said, “Come on guys, don’t keep a girl waiting. I hope that those balls are warm.” The guys were handling their balls (pool balls) as I hid the vibe in the only place that I knew no one could see it – my pussy. I left it switched off; I was knackered. One by one the 4 guys gently pressed their pool ball into Carrie’s pussy to lots of ‘ooows’ and ‘arrrgh’ from Carrie. She had the same problem keeping the fourth ball in and the guys took it in turns to push it back it. I got up and went and stood near Carries head. When she saw me she reached out and held my hand. “Rub her clit.” I said to the guy who was pushing the ball back in. He did and a minute or so later the 5 of us watched her body spasm as it rose up off the table. “Keep rubbing,” I said, “and play with her nipples as well.” I leaned forward, kissed Carrie’s cheek and whispered, “Enjoy.” All 8 male hands were caressing Carrie’s body as she came again and again. It was probably about 10 minutes later that Carrie started to relax and get back to normal. The guys just stood there and watched as her body slowed down. “That was fun.” Carrie finally said. “Thank you guys, you’re so good with your hands. Here’s something else that you can put in them.” With that Carrie squeezed out the 3 pool balls that were still inside her then she sat up and climbed off the table. Grabbing my hand Carrie pulled me away from the guys Carrie saying, “Have fun playing with your balls guys.” As we walked into the hotel’s reception I told Carrie that I really needed to go to my room and skype Ryan. I had a lot to tell him and I wanted to enjoy a skype sex session with him. “Okay Tanya, and don’t forget that we’re meeting in the sauna just as soon as you can tomorrow evening. It’s very important that you’re there.” I still didn’t understand why it was so important, but it would be nice to see Carrie again. We kissed and parted. As I went up in the lift I was joined by a middle-aged man who stared at me all the way up. I smiled at him and was pleased that I’d had those drinks earlier. As soon as I got into my room I opened the curtains and looked out. There was a man looking my way in a room across the street. I waved at him then got my tablet out and started skype. I spent ages telling Ryan all about my evening whilst we slowly masturbated for the cameras. Ryan was a bit worried that I’d miss my train but I assured him that Carrie had promised that I’d be at the station in time. I showered the collapsed on top of the bed in full view of any Mr. Pervs that might have been looking. I was asleep in seconds Friday ------- When I got on the underground that morning I went further down the platform and got on in the middle of a group of women. I wasn’t taking any chances. It was very windy going up the escalator to leave the station and I’m sure that the sight of my butt must have given a few people something to think about for a few seconds. I hoped that no one was upset. I’d been hoping that the course would finish early but it didn’t and I got back to the hotel about the same time as the previous days. Down in the leisure centre I stripped naked and went through to the sauna. Carrie wasn’t there so I went through to the pool. She was swimming lengths. When she saw me she invited me in, saying that we had the time. Ten short lengths later we got out and went to the sauna. I’d just got sat down when Carrie said, “Treadmill.” As I started cumming my hand went to my pussy and pressed the diamond. Just as I started to come down Carrie again said, “Treadmill.” I managed to get a “No” out before I was back up there, moaning and jerking. This time Carrie let me calm down and get back to normal. “Sorry Tanya, but I had to do that; you need to have a rosy glow when we go upstairs.” “Why?” I asked. “You just do.” Was all I could get out of Carrie. “I can’t stay for another bukkake session if that’s what you’re planning.” “No, no, this will be much better; I promise.” A couple of minutes later the sauna door opened and the receptionist girl stuck her head in and said, “It’s time Carrie.” “Come on Tanya, just time for a quick shower then we have to get up there.” Suitably showered and dried Carrie and I went and got the lift up to the fourth floor. When we arrived outside the room I saw that it was being used by a big Japanese motor corporation. Also waiting outside was one of the staff girls holding a dress / suit travel bag. Carrie went and talked to her. A few minutes later the door opened and a man told us that they were ready for us. I turned to look at Carrie and saw that she was slipping a little black dress and heels on. “WTF Carrie, what’s going on?” “Tonight is for you Tanya, I don’t want to take the spotlight off you; you’re the star here.” Carrie said. “What are you on about Carrie?” Carrie didn’t answer; instead she came over to me, pressed the diamond and grabbed my hand. She pulled me into the room as the vibe started to purr. I looked round the room. There must have been a hundred people in there, all looking at me. Carrie led me to the stage that had been setup at one end of the room. I looked up there and saw the old Japanese man and the 2 Japanese girls. The man was wearing a tux and the girls were in Kimonos, complete with their hair up. “WTF is going on?” I thought. Carrie led me up onto the stage and over to the old man. I looked out over the room. Absolutely everyone was looking at me. I felt numb and horrible. I was the only one naked, my hair was a mess and my 3 chains where hanging down. I remembered the purring in my pussy and wondered how many of the people looking up at me could see the diamond. The old man started talking in broken English. I could just about work out what he was trying to say. He said that he was Mr. whatever (I couldn’t pronounce or spell it) and that he was the head of the whatever motor corporation. He looked at his daughters and started telling everyone about one of them nearly drowning on the Wednesday night. “Oh fuck,” I thought, “he’s publically thanking me for saving his daughter. I don’t want this. He could at least have let me get dressed.” Mr. whatever went on tell everyone what I’d done, and that his daughter owes her life to me. I don’t think that any woman could be in a situation like that and not be blushing. It didn’t help that the vibe was raising my AF. I looked over to the 2 girls and they both put their hands together as if praying, and bowed their heads. Mr. whatever then said that he wanted to give me a gift. I started shaking my head sideways. “No, no, I don’t want anything.” I said. Which was a lie; I wanted the hell out of there. Mr. whatever asked me where I lived so I said the city name. He then asked for the representative from the dealership in that city to come forward. A man just a few years older than me got up and came up onto the stage. His eyes were flitting from Mr. whatever to up and down me. I don’t think that I could blush any deeper red. Mr. whatever gave both the man and me an envelope. I just held mine but the man opened his and then turned to me and said; “It’s a car; Mr. whatever is giving you a car!” My eyes opened wide and my head went back as if to say, “What!” Mr. whatever told me to take my letter to the dealership and the man would give me a car. “What! But I can’t even drive.” I said. I heard a few little laughs from the room. Mr. whatever went on to say that the car was nothing compared to what I had given him and that he would always be in my debt. I tried to tell him that it was no big deal; that I’d pulled people out of the water loads of times in training, but I could tell that he couldn’t understand so I faced him, waited a couple of seconds then bowed my head to him. He returned the compliment then the whole room started clapping. As that died down another man came over and started taking photographs of all combinations of Mr. whatever, the girls, the dealership man and me. The last photograph was of me on my own, still naked, and still blushing. Added to the embarrassment was the fact that the vibe was pushing my AF to a dangerous level. The dealership man came back to me and gave me his business card saying, “Come and see me, preferably like that, whenever you like and I’ll sort out the car for you.” Carrie had been hovering quite close and she came over and said, “You deserve that. I could never have done what you did. Now let’s go and put that envelope in your bag then have some fun before you’ve got to go. I’ve arranged a taxi to get you to the train station in time for your train.” As we walked out of that room Carrie un-zipped her dress, let it drop to the floor and walked out of it almost in one action. Kicking her heels off we headed to the leisure centre where George was talking to the receptionist. The receptionist said, “Hi” then George said, “Oh hi Tanya; I hear that you’re a proper little hero. Congratulations of your reward, but what are you going to do with a car?” “I guess that I’ll have to learn to drive.” “But what are you going to do with the car for the next 4 years?” “Drive it; I’ll start taking lessons next week.” I said. “But you’re only 13, you can’t drive until you’re 17.” “I haven’t been 13 for 10 years George; and no George, I didn’t lie about my age; you guessed that I was 12 or 13 and I didn’t correct you.” “Why not? It would have been more interesting if I’d known your real age.” “You mean that you’d have tried to hit on me; do to me what you were doing to Amber last night. That’s precisely why I let men think that I’m a lot younger than I am. How many men would try to hit on a 12 or 13 year old?” I replied. “Okay, you got me there; yes; I would have tried. How about you and me go for a little walk to somewhere quieter?” “No George.” “You can’t blame a guy for trying.” George said with a disappointed look on his face. I grabbed Carrie’s hand saying, “Come on Carrie, I’ve got to get to somewhere more private.” Carrie looked at me, smiled and said, “Hey folks, Tanya’s about to cum, who wants to come and watch?” “CARRIE!” I said as I dragged her away, through the changing rooms and out the other end. There was no one on the relaxation area so I lay on a sun lounger and let it happen. Carrie stood there smiling and rubbing her clit with her right hand. When I came down from my high I looked up and saw Carrie, George, the receptionist girl and another young man that I hadn’t seen before. My face went bright red and my legs clamped shut. “What a beautiful sight.” George said. “I need to leave now.” I said. “You’ve just got time for a shower,” Carrie said as she put out her hand to help me get up. Suitably cleaned and dressed I said my goodbyes, collected my belongings and went out to the waiting taxi. On the way to the train station I phoned Ryan and told him that I was on my way and that I had an amazing surprise for him. He told me that he’d meet me at the train station. On the train I relaxed, reflecting on the week that I’d had. I’d even learnt something on the training course. But it would be good to get home and into bed with Ryan. I looked round, saw that no one was looking at me, lifted my skirt and pressed the diamond; I wanted to feel good. Back at home ---------------- Ryan was waiting for me at the train station and I ran and jumped on him giving him a big hug and kiss. His hands held me up under my skirt, probably giving anyone behind me a great view of my bare butt, but I didn’t care, I was so happy to be back with Ryan. The bus was reasonably quiet and we sat on our own at the back. Ryan had his hand on my pussy and was gently rubbing my clit as I asked him if he remembered me telling him about the Japanese girl in the pool. “The one who’s tit you were playing with.” “It wasn’t like that, and you know it.” I said. “Hey, I don’t mind if you want to fondle other girl’s tits.” “Ryan!” I said as I squeezed his cock through his trousers. I then told him about Carrie taking me to the room full of car salesmen and me being the only one naked in front of all those people. As I was telling him that I could feel him pressing harder on my clit. “You like me being naked and all embarrassed in front of lots of people don’t you?” I asked Ryan. “Hell yes,” Ryan replied, “and you love it too.” “No I don’t.” “I bet that you were as wet then as you are right now.” I blushed a bit and said, “Yes I was.” “Told you; you do enjoy it. Think what it would be like to be completely naked in front of an audience of hundreds of men and to be spanked until you cum.” I was shocked; where had that come from? “See, you like the idea; you’ve just got a lot wetter.” And I had, my pussy had been tingling in anticipation of what we were going to do as soon as we got home, but all of a sudden that tingle had turned into a huge ache. What was wrong with me? What was I turning in to? I needed to change the subject so I got the envelope out of my bag and gave it to Ryan. He had to remove his hand from my pussy to open it and I smiled as I saw some of my juices go onto it as he opened it and read the card. “Fucking hell Tanya! That’s amazing; I don’t know what to say. “Don’t say anything yet, just let’s get home and let me fuck your brains out; then we can start re-planning the future.” I had to go for a pee as soon as I got home and went to the bathroom. While I was there I removed the vibrator. I didn’t want that there when I fucked Ryan. I went to the bedroom and saw that Ryan was there waiting for me with a big hard-on. It was morning when I woke up after only an hour or so of sleep. I went to put the kettle on and saw this cock shaped dildo, complete with rubber balls, stuck to the seat of the stool that I usually sit on while eating my breakfast. I made myself a coffee then impaled myself and waited for Ryan. “I see that you’ve found my little present.” Ryan said as he emerged sporting his usual morning woody. “Not so little, I feel full up. Am I right in assuming that you want me to eat breakfast sat here every morning?” “Of course, it feels good doesn’t it?” “Oh yes. Thank you dear.” With coffee and breakfast (Ryan got that because I didn’t want to move) inside us; we sat there re-planning our finances and lives. We’d been saving for a car, and the deposit for a house. We decided that now that we’d got a car we would splash out on a bike for me so that we could get some exercise together (we’d go and get Ryan’s bike from his parent’s house in our car) and check with our bank to see if we had enough left for a deposit on a house. I told Ryan that I only wanted an old bike but he insisted on getting a new one from the internet and he spent the next couple of days looking on the internet for the ‘right’ one. I just left him to it. Neither of us told anyone at work about the car, and the following Saturday we went to the dealership to see the man that I’d met in London. Fortunately he was there and gave us a big welcome. He ushered us into his office and as he was going through all the options that we could choose from, Ryan nudged me and pointed to a big framed photograph on the wall. I blushed when I saw that it was one of the ones taken at the hotel in London. There I was, all naked with the man sat in front of us, and the old Japanese guy. What’s more I could easily make out my chains, and the diamond between my legs. I suddenly realised why some of the staff were staring at us when we walked in; they’d all seen the photo of me naked. I was feeling a little warm and wet as we finished making our choice and I naively thought that we could just get into our new car and get the hell out of there. I wasn’t too happy when the man told us that they’d have to get the car from another branch, that there was a lot of paperwork to sort out, and that they wanted to make a big thing of handing it over to me. The killer came when he said that he’d like me to be dressed the same way as I was in that room in London. Of course Ryan agreed without us even discussing it and we left for home with me in a bit of a panic. There was no way that I wanted to be naked in that damn car showroom with lots of people watching; although the thought of sprawling naked over the bonnet of the car did appeal to me – not that I’d tell Ryan. All the next week I kept asking Ryan to phone them and get them to deliver the car to us. Every time that I thought about it my heart would start racing and for some strange reason I would get wet and all tingly. The Saturday came and Ryan helped me put my jewellery in. I wanted to leave the vibe at home but Ryan insisted that I be exactly like I was in London; except that he told me to wear heels and comb my hair. At least he let me wear a dress to go there. As we left home Ryan pressed the diamond saying that I needed something to calm my nerves. The vibe did help my nervous; by the time we arrived the purring had relaxed me; I was feeling quite good when the man came and shook my hand. “Okay,” he said, “I’ve arranged for the press to be here at eleven o’clock and some of the regional managers are over by the car waiting. I hope that you don’t mind but all the staff would like to be photographed with you. Would you like to come to my office and have a coffee and get changed while you wait for everyone to arrive?” As we walked to his office I looked over to the end of the showroom and saw about 5 or 6 men in suits standing around talking. In spite of my AF being around 2 or 3 I was getting nervous again. In a few minutes I’d have to walk over there, stark naked, and pose for loads of photographs. We drank our coffee in silence then Ryan held my hand indicating that it was time to get naked. I slowly stood up and Ryan unzipped my dress. I just stood there as the dress fell to the floor and I robotically stepped out of it and looked at Ryan with a pleading look on my face. “Relax TT,” Ryan said, “Imaging that you’re at home with just me there and that all these people are Mr. Perv across the road.” We left the office and walked with the man over to the small crowd that was waiting by the car. I was in a bit of a numb trance as the man told me where to stand and then I heard him formally thank me for what I did. Then someone else took his place and started talking. I sort of ‘woke up’ a bit and saw that the man was the city’s Lord Mayor; complete with chain of office. As he was rabbiting on about how proud of me his city was I wondered what it would be like to wear only his big chain all day. That thought lifted my mood a little and the next thing that I knew was he was reaching out to shake my hand. I held my hand out and all of a sudden my whole body was shaking a bit as he vigorously shook my hand. Now that did wake me up and I looked round ad all the faces looking at me. Shit, I did feel embarrassed. I kept looking and saw Ryan. He had a big grin on his face and I’m sure that I could see a bulge in his trousers. He was enjoying my exposure. Then the flash guns started I stood there as different people came and stood next to me to get their photograph taken with me. Their faces started to get to be a blur as I realised that my AF was getting dangerously high. I wished that I’d switched the vibe off. “Why the fuck was I getting turned on by all this?” I thought. It got worse as an orgasm hit me. I fought like hell to keep quiet and still. I think that I managed to get over it without anyone realising; except for Ryan; his grin was from ear to ear. He knew. I started seeing faces again. Even the mechanics were there wanting to get their photographs taken with me. Soon after the first couple of photos I’d realised that it was because I was a naked girls in their showroom, nothing to do with what I’d done in London; but I’d just accepted that it was going to happen, and just stood there smiling. It seemed like an eternity but eventually it was over. We watched some people open the big glass doors and our car was driven out. We followed it out and the man held the door open for me to get in. Just as Ryan was getting in the driver’s side one of the girls from the office came running out holding my dress. How the hell could I have forgotten that? As we drove off I held my dress across my chest and said, “I’m so pleased that it’s over; it was horrible; I was starting to wish that I’d let the damn girl drown.” “Come on TT; you know that you could never have done that. Besides, you loved it; you even came right in the middle of it. All those people looking at your tits and pussy; you loved every second.” “No I didn’t.” “Then why are you soaking wet and putting the first of many stains on that seat?” “Oh fuck, why are you always right?” “Only about your pussy;” Ryan said, “shall we find somewhere quiet and christen the back seat?” “Yes please.” We drove to a big park and parked in the corner of a big car park and did the deed. That was my first fuck in the back of a car. The embarrassment of the presentation was soon forgotten but only for a couple of days. When I went to work on the Tuesday morning everyone was waiting round the door and they clapped me in. I kept asking what was going on but no one would tell me. They were still clapping when I got to my desk and saw it. On the wall was a big photograph of me, in all my naked glory, getting presented with the car. I went bright red and asked how they’d found out and where they’d got the photograph from. Someone produced a copy of the local newspaper, open on a page that had the heading: - ‘Local young woman rewarded for saving Japanese heiress.’ Under it were 2 photographs; the one that was on the wall and one of the ones of the old Japanese man presenting me with the envelope. I sank down onto my chair and just stared at the newspaper. How was I going to live knowing that everyone that I worked with had seen, was looking at, that photograph? What was I going to do? My little audience dispersed but soon afterwards my boss came and stood next to me. “Tanya, can I have a word please, in my office.” “Oh shit,” I thought, “I was just getting to enjoy my job and it was looking like I was going to be sacked for bringing the firm into disrepute or something.” “Okay Tanya, I know that newspapers print a whole load of rubbish so would you like to tell me your version please?” I stood there trembling and telling him what had actually happened; missing out the bits before and after I dived in and rescued the girl, and the fact that I had grabbed her breast. “I’m impressed,” my boss said, “it looks like the paper got it right for once, but why were you naked? Where was your swimsuit?” I told him that the hotel owner’s daughter had persuaded me to join her skinny dipping. He accepted that but then asked me why I was naked at the presentations. I blamed the London presentation on Carrie, and the car showroom one on the manager there. Again, he seemed to accept my explanation. “Well Tanya, you are quite a girl, quite an asset to the team; what do you think of us having a ‘naked at work day’? I’ve heard that they are great for productivity.” “I…… I…… I’m not sure; I guess that if everyone else was taking part then I’d do it.” I said, hoping that it would never happen. “Okay Tanya, that’s it; and well done, I’m proud of you.” I turned and slowly walked out, thankful that he didn’t ask me about my jewellery. Back at my desk I looked round. Everyone was working as normal and the photograph was still there on the wall. I so wanted to go and rip it down. My new Bicycle ------------------- When it finally arrived I was a little surprised that it was a man’s bikes. When I asked Ryan why he’d got me a man’s bike he said that it was because of the pleasure that I’d had riding his father’s bike when we’d stayed at his parent’s house. I smiled, got a little wet rush, kissed him then thanked him for being so thoughtful. A couple of days later another big cardboard box arrived. Ryan told me that it was to modify my bike to give me another way of getting pleasure out of it. I was a bit puzzled but he told me to trust him (which I do) and to leave him to. The next Saturday I went shopping with Karen and when I got back I had a surprise waiting for me. He’d finished modifying my bike and I got really wet when I saw it. Firstly there was a stand for the back wheel so that I could use it as an exercise cycle; but the best part was the extra bits that he’d bolted on. He’d replaced the saddle with one with a hole in the middle and it had a big dildo sticking through the hole. Ryan turned the pedals and the dildo went up and down. I squealed and jumped up and down as I thought of the pleasure that I’d get while I exercised. “And you can take it out on the road as well.” Ryan said. “I don’t know about that.” I said. “Everyone will be able to see what I’m doing to myself.” “Not if we get you a longer skirt.” Ryan replied. “Can I try it now?” “Of course.” I stripped and climbed on; slowly lowering myself onto the dildo. With a long sigh I settled onto the saddle and slowly started pedalling. “I’ll get tea ready; you stay there and have some fun.” Ryan said as he headed towards the kitchen. I did have some fun; 2 orgasms worth before tea was ready. Tom brings one of his mates to visit -------------------------------------------- On evening Ryan got a phone call from Tom, his brother. He wanted to bring one of his mates over for the weekend because he too was considering going to university near us. Of course Ryan agreed and then told me. There was the problem of only one sofa but Tom agreed to bring a sleeping bag and sleep on the floor. As it turned out they both brought sleeping bags. When I got home from work on the Friday they were waiting outside our door. Tom introduced Ben who vaguely looked familiar from when I stayed at Ryan’s parent’s house. I let us all in and went to get changed ready to cook a meal. I was in a bit of a rush and didn’t think to shut our bedroom door (never do). I’d stripped and was looking for something to wear when I realised that someone was at the door. I turned and saw Tom looking at me and quickly moved my hands to cover my bits. “Sorry Tanya, I was wondering if there was anything that we could do to help?” “No it’s okay,” I said as I quickly pulled the first dress in the wardrobe out and slipped it on, “it won’t take me long.” As I walked to the kitchen I realised that the dress that I’d put on was a very short, button up the front, summer dress, one that Ryan loves but I think is way too short. I decided to ignore that and got on with getting the meal ready. One thing about our home is that there is no door between the lounge and the kitchen and anyone sat on the sofa can easily see into the kitchen. As I was working away I noticed that both Tom and Ben were sat on the sofa looking at me. What’s more I’d been bending over to get things out of the cupboards and fridge. I blushed a bit but continued working. Ryan arrived and the 3 boys got talking while I kept working. Ryan came to get 3 beers and while he was with me he said that he was pleased that I’d put that dress on. He asked me if I was putting on a show for Tom and Ben, saying that I liked to flash my bits. “I do not.” I said. Ryan smiled and as he walked away he said, “Of course not my little exhibitionist.” I thought about denying it but didn’t bother. The guys decided to eat with their plates on their knees so I took them out to them and without thinking I bent over to give the plates to them. It was only when Ryan whispered, “nice view,” that I realised that when I’d bent over in front of Tom and Ben they would have been able to see down my top, and when I bent over in front of Ryan, Tom and Ben would have seen my butt and what’s between the cheeks. I quickly stood up and left to get my plate. I sat at the table to eat mine; then waited for them to finish. As I was waiting I saw my bike. I blushed and Ryan must have seen where my eyes were looking because he said, “Oh, sorry guys, we should have covered the bike up before you got here. Tanya normally exercises on it on a Friday evening. I’ll get her to show you later if you like. Tom said that he was looking forward to it while Ben’s jaw just dropped; he was speechless. “Dream on buster” I said as I collected the plates and cleaned up. Afterwards I went and sat on Ryan’s knee while we all chatted before getting ready to go to the pub. Ryan wanted me to keep that dress on; he said that I looked good in it so when it was my turn in the bathroom I showered then put the dress back on. To make me feel a little better I put my barbells in. We only went to the pub down the road and I think that I managed to be ladylike in the way I sat. I didn’t want any more accidental showings. Unfortunately, that didn’t last. When we got back home the beer that I’d drunk had got the better of me and half way through getting beers for the guys I realised that my short dress was getting more like a top, and none of the guys had said anything. I pulled it down again. When I got one for myself and went back to the others Ryan pulled me down onto his lap and put his hand high up on my thigh. Within seconds Ryan’s fingers were playing with my clit. Ryan was going to make me cum in front of his brother again; and his brother’s mate. The alcohol had killed my inhibitions and I just let Ryan ease my legs open and get on with it. I tried to not think about who was watching and just let it happen. A few minutes later I was cumming. After that Ryan told Tom and Ben that we were going to bed. I went to the bathroom first and was lying naked on top of the bed when Ryan came in. Nature took over and before long I was riding Ryan reverse cowboy. Something made me look towards the door and I saw both Tom and Ben watching me (us). I was too far gone to care and just ignored them, cumming again soon afterwards. When I woke the next morning I was alone on the bed. I say ON the bed because the quilt was nowhere to be seen, neither was Ryan. I was flat on my back with my legs open. That wasn’t the only thing that was open; the bedroom door was wide open. What had probably woken me was the sound of the bathroom door being opened. When I looked towards it there was Ben, stood there and looking at me. Well my pussy. “Morning Tanya.” Ben said. “Morning Ben; where’s Ryan?” I said closing my legs and turning on my side. “Gone for some bacon.” I closed my eyes and brought my legs up into the foetal position. I didn’t feel like going anywhere. Sometime later I woke again and saw Ryan standing over me and smelt the bacon cooking. I felt much better and got up and went and showered then put a skirt and top on. When I reached the lounge Tom and Ben were just leaving to go and look around. I said ‘bye’ and then had a bacon butty. It was early evening when Tom and Ben returned; by then I’d got an evening meal ready. While they were eating I went and got ready to go out. Ryan had asked me to wear all my barbells and chains, and a dress that he’d pick-out for me. I was just putting that on when Ryan told me that they were all ready. I’d forgotten just how see-through that dress is and I was embarrassed when I walked into the lounge. Both Tom and Ben were speechless; I don’t think that they’d seen a see-through dress on a woman without underwear. Why did Ryan want me to wear a see-through dress? Didn’t he realise that both Tom and Ben would be staring at me all night? Why does Ryan always want people to see me naked when I keep telling him that I don’t like it; Okay, I’m slowly getting used to it but it’s still embarrassing and I don’t want to do it but Ryan keeps on persuading me to do it. Anyway, we went to a pub near the nightclub that we intended to go to and had a couple of beers. The stares that I got from Tom, Ben and other strangers embarrassed me. There were times that I just stared at the ground. I was happy when we got into the nightclub because it was a lot darker and hopefully no one would realise what I wasn’t wearing. I enjoyed the nightclub, the dancing was fun and the attention that Ryan gave me was good; except for when he slid my dress up showing everyone my bare butt and pussy, although by that time the alcohol was dulling the embarrassment. By the time that it came for us to leave I’d had too much to drink and I was quite sleepy. The next morning Ryan told me that they’d virtually carried me home with my dress up round my chest. Apparently I’d had a few comments about the chain dangling from my clit. When we’d got home I’d taken my dress right off and walked (staggered) around completely naked before climbing on Ryan on the sofa and asked him to fuck me. He hadn’t; instead he’d put me to bed. I was still in bed when Tom and Ben left the next morning.

My wife and I had been married for about two years. We had a great sex life. We made love at least once a day, but most times, twice a day. We both like to start the day with a quickie. Let me describe my wife, Susie, for you. She is a shorty at 4’11”, but she has a body that was wonderfully proportioned. Her ass is like a heart shaped pillow, and her tits are 32C or D. But her Crown Jewell was her pussy. She keeps her blond pubic hair cut short where I could see her pussy lips, but not so short that they were bristly. She has pussy lips like a spring flower, and she has the tightest hole I have ever felt. She is so tight that even when she was almost gushing cunt juices, some times we still have to use Vaseline to make it easier for her. When are home; we always have a hard time keeping our hands off each other. I am always walking up behind her to grab her tits or ass. She loves to wear tube tops a lot and I love to come up behind her and pull it down and massage her tits or suck on her nipples. She loves to squeeze my ass when I was doing something in the kitchen and rub her hand thru to my dick. She also loved to hold my dick when I’d take a leak. Never understood that one, but it was fun. I work four nights a week till 11PM, but I am home by 4PM every Wednesday, and she would get home just after five. We’d fallen into a habit of having sex when she got home, for an hour or so. It is our evening to get connected again. We live in a small duplex, and if you walk in from the back door, you could stand there and see into every room. So on Wednesday we were on our bed enjoying each other. I was on my back and Susie was between my legs sucking my dick. I had my eyes closed, enjoying her slobbering blowjob, when I thought I heard the back door open. I opened my eyes, and there was Susie’s sister Becky, standing in the doorway of our bedroom watching us. I was a little startled by her appearance. My wife took her mouth off my dick and turned around and just said “HI”. My wife looked up at me and told me that she had been telling Becky how much I liked to eat pussy, and since her husband didn’t ever want to do it, she’d invited her over to share me. As she was nibbling on my dick, she asked if that was all right with me. I looked at her, with my cock in her mouth, then over at Becky. I told Becky to get naked and come sit on my face. If she was half as sweet as her sister, it would be my pleasure. Becky is a taller version of my wife, a good six inches taller, but the same body. Her soft skin has an all over tanning bed tan. Susie was sucking my dick, but I watching Becky take her cloths off, and couldn’t believe I was going to have a sister sandwich. Susie looked over at her sister again, and told her to hurry up and get on my face. She said that she could feel my dick swell even bigger as I was watching her strip. Susie said she couldn’t wait to see how hard it was going to get once I started eating her pussy. Becky walked over, a little shy, crawled up the bed and straddled my chest. I could see her pussy was starting to drip sweet love juice as she started to lower herself onto my waiting mouth. She took her fingers and spread her lips and pushed her swelling clit into my mouth. There was no shyness with her now, just right to it. I started sucking her large clit and she mashed her pussy harder onto my mouth. My wife stopped for a second to ask if I was enjoying my self. Since my mouth was full of her sister’s pussy, I just gave her the OK sign. My wife then got up a straddled my dick, and slowly started to lower herself down on my steel hard shaft. Shit, I was in sister heaven. Susie started to fuck me slowly. Her sister, on the other hand, was screaming and rubbing her pussy back and forth across my mouth. All I could do at this point was stick my tongue out and let her ride it. She stopped, clamped down on my head, and started to cum. She was screaming and flooding her fuck juice into my mouth. I grabbed her legs to hold her still, and put her clit back into my mouth and started sucking her sex bud again. She had three orgasms before she pushed herself off of me. She flopped next to me, still breathing hard and shuddering, as she thanked her sister. Susie told her to thank me, since I was the one doing all the eating. Becky leaned over and started kissing me, sticking her tongue deep into my mouth. What more could a man want. All this time, my wife has been riding my cock, and I was getting close to blowing my wad. Susie told her sister to grab my nuts and gently squeeze them, because I was getting ready. Becky did as asked, and started rubbing my balls that were wet with Susie’s pussy juice. My legs shot straight out and I started blowing large amounts of cum into my wife’s tight pussy. As I was still I the throws if my orgasm, Susie pulled off me and told her sister take the rest in her mouth and to suck me clean. God, I was going crazy with pleasure. As I got my breath back, Susie told her to watch, that this was the good part. Susie then position her pussy, dripping with my cum, over my mouth and I started licking and sucking her clean. Becky said that she couldn’t believe that I would eat my own cum, and if I could do that to her too. I couldn’t answer again, as I was sucking and licking Susie’s pussy clean, but my wife said that it would be my pleasure. Then my wife started her orgasm. She too started squeezing my head, then fell off me. We all cuddled for a while, with them on either side of me, and we were kissing and stroking each other. Becky was softly caressing my cock, hoping it would get hard soon so I could fuck her then eat her. They asked how I wanted to do it this time, since they had there way with me the first time. I told them that I wanted them to sixty-nine with Becky on top. That way I could fuck her and Susie could suck on my balls and lick Becky’s clit at the same time. They looked at each other, then at me, and said they’d never eaten pussy before. I told then that they’d just done it by French kissing me after I’d just eaten them both. They thought about it and said what the hell, why not. We’d just broken a couple taboos, what’s a few more. I just smiled. Susie lay down with her head at the foot of the bed, and Becky laid over the top of her younger sister. They started slowly licking each other’s pussy, just getting the feel of it. I was standing at the foot of the bed watching and stroking my member, enjoying the sight. They were starting to get into it, slowly but surely. I decided that maybe I could do something else for Becky, so I spread her ass checks, and moved in to lick her ass hole. At first she thought I was just getting ready to stick my dick into her pussy. But when she felt my tongue make contact with her brown hole and she let out a moan of pleasure. With that she started eating her sisters pussy with renewed passion, and I could feel my wife slurping faster too. I spent a good five minutes licking and sucking her bung hole before I stood back up and positioned my dick at the entrance to her cunt. With one swift push, I put all seven inches of my dick into my sister-in-law’s love hole. With that, Becky started to cum hard into her sister’s mouth, flooding her with hot cunt juice. My wife was sucking her sister’s pussy like she’d been doing it all her life. I started fucking long, hard strokes into Becky’s pussy. Every time I would push all the way in, I could feel my balls slap against my wife’s nose. I eased a finger down to Becky’s ass, and started easing it into her ass. She lifted her face from my wife’s pussy, and started growling loud enough for the neighbors to hear, and told me to fuck both of her holes. I shoved my finger all the way in, and then just rotated it around her bowel while I kept thrusting my dick in and out of her steaming hot pussy. She went back to eating Susie’s pussy with gusto. Becky was chewing on Susie’s clit so hard that Susie started to cum in Becky’s mouth. That started Becky cumming again, and then I went off too. As soon as Susie felt my balls blowing, she left Becky’s pussy, and started sucking on my balls. I was blowing gobs and gobs of cum into Becky’s pussy. My sister-in-laws pussy isn’t as tight as Susie’s, but it was on fire and I was flooding it with my spunk. As we started coming down, I flipped Becky over, and shoved my mouth straight into her overflowing pussy. As soon as my tongue made contact, she started to cum again. I licked and sucked as best I could, with her thrashing around. As Becky’s orgasm subsided, I lifted my shinny face out of her pussy, and told my wife, Thank You!!! I looked up at Becky, and asked if she had enjoyed it. She pushed the back of my head, sticking my face back into her soaking muff, and told me it was everything Susie said it would be, and more. She said that I was also the first one to ever lick and finger fuck her ass, and she liked that a lot too. She asked Susie if I ever fucked her ass like that. Susie smiled and told her that we regularly had anal sex. She told her how she loved it when she fucked herself with her favorite dildo while I plugged her ass with my dick. I told her how great it felt for me too, and that I could feel it vibrator thru the membrane between the two holes and I would cum buckets into Susie’s ass. I was leisurely licking Becky’s pussy and asked when they decided to pull this little surprise on me. Susie said that they had been talking about it for some time, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to share me with her sister. She finally decided that I loved her and she could trust me not to get together with Becky behind her back, so she set it up. Becky had to go, her husband would be getting home shortly, and she needed get home. She took a quick shower and as she was getting dressed, she asked Susie when she could come back with her dildo and have me fuck her ass. I just smiled. Ya gotta love sisters.

Barb and I have been together for a little over 10 years and married for 9 years. We both have been married before and both of us are in our 50’s and are both in good shape, she is in better shape than I am. She is 5’5”, 115lbs and very sexy looking woman. I’m 5’11”, 170lbs. We have been in the lifestyle for 10. We decided to get into the lifestyle because we have been married before and wanted more out of our relationship and in our previous marriages. We have experienced playing with other couples and even had some MMF threesomes. I love to watch Barb having sex with other men. Barb is a shy person when it comes to sex with multiple partners, and has said more than once that two men is a lot of work for her. She also does not like to such cocks and swallow. I have been kidding her for years about sucking my cock and swallowing my cum. She always says that she will find someone to do that for me, but she will not. I remember once at a swinger’s party, a guy had her on a table, her legs high in the air; he was giving her all of his 7 inch cock. While she was being fucked by the guy, she was sucking my cock and the sight of the guy fucking her causes me to shoot my load into her mouth. She immediately had the guy stop fucking her; she got up and went into the bathroom to spit out my cum, clean up, came back and resumed getting fucked. One year I decided to take here away for our birthdays since our birthdays; they are only 3 days apart. I planned on taking her to Myrtle Beach, SC for a nice getaway. When I was setting up this little getaway and because she is turning 55, I asked her if she would like to have a young stud for her birthday and that I would love to watch her. She said no, that she wanted to spend time with me. So, I dropped the subject. We planned on leaving on Friday night after I got off work and drive part way and then get up the next morning and drive the rest of the way in to Myrtle Beach. When we arrive on Saturday, we check into our hotel and got settled in. We had a day full of activities planned, swimming, snorkeling, and of course shopping. For the evening, we really didn’t have anything planned, just a great dinner and maybe some dancing at a local place. So, after a day of playing in the sun and shopping we head back to the room to get cleaned up for our dinner and dancing. I’m not sure about you, but being in the sun all day makes me very horny, so as we are taking on our attire off, I start getting frisky with Barb. We start kissing and fondling each other. As we get deeper into our petting, we fall back on the bed and I start to suck on her 34D tits, which she loves me to do. I kiss one, then the other, back and forth licking and sucking on them as they get harder and bigger. I start to run my hand down her body slowly and lightly letting my fingers just touch the skin making her tingle all over. As I do this, she is stroking my cock, making it grow. I take my fingers and start to run them on the outside of her pussy lips, as I do; she spreads her legs further apart to give me full access to her. She let’s out a low, soft moan of joy and approval that I’m making her feel good. Then, I put a finger on her pussy lips and started to stroke up and down the lips, pushing slightly into the folds of her pussy lips as I moved up and down. I could feel we hot wet pussy wanting more, wanting me to slip my fingers deeper into her. As I continued, I could feel her hips straining for me to enter her. I kept putting pressure on her pussy lips and soon, I found my way deep into her with one finger, then two. As I moved my fingers in and out, she started to moan more and more. At the same time, I used my thumb to massage her clit. I could fill her clit enlarge as I kept moving my fingers in and out. As Barb became more excited, I roll over and spread her legs wide and put my face down into her wet and wanting pussy. I started to lick her pussy and could taste her juices as they flowed freely from her pussy. Then, I moved up to her clit, with long, slow strokes at first, then smaller more rapid strokes of my tongue around and over her clit driving her crazy. As I continued to do this, I could tell that she was ready to climax so I continued with that pace until I felt her legs start to shake harder and harder and as her hips raised higher and higher until she let loose with a very loud “I’m cuming” and then she relaxed on the bed. As she relaxed, she raised her legs and pulled me on top of her. As I moved on top of her, my hard dick slipped easily into her dripping wet pussy. I start riding her hard and can feel my balls slamming into her wet creamy pussy lips each time I ram her. I was so turned on, I was ready to fill her full of my cum. I could feel her having another climax filled her with my cum. After we were done, we both showered and were ready for dinner and some dancing. She puts own this little summer dress, which means she will not be wearing a bra tonight, which I love. She also loves to wear thong panties. We have dinner at the hotel restaurant and then want to find a place to drink and dance. We take our time at the restaurant, starting with a mixed drink for me and some wine for her. We both had a couple of each and then ordered dinner. With dinner, we have a couple of bottle of wine. Not being familiar with Myrtle Beach, as neither of us had been there before we decide to drive around to find a place that looks cool, as we like to go to places that are busy. Driving down 17 for a while, enjoying the sights, we see this place, “The Rat Hole”, well; it looks like a happening place so we pull in and find a parking place. It is very busy, not a table in site. We are waking around trying to find a place to sit. I see that we are out of luck and just as we turn around to walk back to the front we see these three guys sitting at a table for 6 says. One guy said to us, if you don’t mind sharing our table, you can sit here. I look at Barb and she said okay. We sit down and introduce ourselves. There was Bob, Tom and Bill. Seems that some other friends were to meet them there but called and said they could not make it. So, that is why they had a big table. We order drinks and start to talk to the guys, explaining that this is our first time to Myrtle Beach. I buy a round for the table because the guys were so nice to let us share their table. During our discussions, I learn that they are all single, policemen from the area. A song starts that Barb likes so she wants to dance, I take her out and we dance a couple of fast dances and come back to the table. As we get back, Bob asks me if it is okay if he dances with Barb. I said, you have to ask her, as I’m okay with it. He asks her to dance and they head to the dance floor. By the time get there to the dance floor the fast song ends and a slow song begins. Bob holds Barb close as they dance and talk, I see her laughing and enjoying herself, which makes me happy. After the song, she comes back to the table and Bill asks her to dance and this continues until all three have had their turn at dancing with her. When she sits down again, she whisper to me that she could tell that each one had a hard on as she danced with them. I tell her that of course they would that she is a very sexy lady. Barb excuses herself to go to the bathroom. Once gone, Bill looks over and said that I have a very hot lady and Bob and Tom agree. Well, we order more drinks and Barb returns. It was my turn to go, so I get up to leave just as she goes to sit down. When I return, Bob is on one side of Barb and Bill is on the other side. Bob has his arm around Barb’s shoulder and they are laughing. I sit next to Tom and say to him, looks like she is having fun. He said that she had told them about us being swingers and that she enjoyed it very much. They had asked her if she had every done 3 guys and she said no. Well, I could tell that Barb had had just a little too much to drink but she seems to be getting into the mood and so I was not going to stop her at this point. As Bill and Bob were talking to her, she puts her left hand on Bob’s leg and her right on Bills. As she is rubbing their legs, they put their hands on each of her legs and start to rub. As this continues, I can see that Barb is getting excited and that I just might get my wish tonight to see her with multiple men. As they continue to rub her legs, they keep moving higher and higher. I can see that she is starting to get closer and closer to the bulges in their pants. Bob reaches under her dress and begins to play with her, rubbing her belly at the top of her panties. Barb puts her head back and lets out a moan. And Bob slips his hand down into her panties and finds a clean shaven pussy mound. He continues to play with her, rubbing her gently. Bob had moved up to her tities, rubbing the outside of her dress as discreetly as possible. Barb looks at me and says, is this okay with you? I say, HELL YES, but only if you are up for it. She says that she thinks she is up to it and wants to take it back to our hotel room. I ask if the guys want to continue at our hotel and of course they are ready to go. We pay the tab and head for the car. Knowing Barb, I did not want to drive back to the hotel alone with her, as I knew she might change her mind once in the car. So, I suggest that Tom and Bill ride with me and that Bob bring a car so they will have a ride back. They all agree. So, I put Tom, Barb and Bill into the back seat of our Hummer H3, with Barb in the middle. Bob is going to follow, but I tell him which hotel just in case we get separated. As we drive off, I position the rearview mirror so that I can watch the action in the back seat and drive slow so I can watch the road and watch the action in the back seat. As we are driving along, Tom has pulled down Barb’s straps on her dress, exposing her beautiful tits and Bill has his hand under her dress. Barb raises her legs and put her feet on the back of the drive and passenger seats giving Bill total access to her dripping wet pussy. Tom starts sucking and rubbing Barb’s tits and Bill is playing with her clit thru her panties and I’m having the time of my life watching it all and trying to drive. Bill move Barb’s panties to one side and starts to rub wet pussy, Barb is moaning and moving around in total pleasure now. Well, I was watching them play and not watching the road, I had drifted onto the shoulder of the road and swerved quickly to get back onto the road and did not realize a cop was following me. On come the red lights. I pull over and Bill, Tom and Barb stop what they are doing. As the policeman walks up to the drives side very carefully, Bill sees that is his co-worker Jim and rolls down the window. Bill said hi to Jim and said that it was okay, we were just having some fun and that we will be more careful. Jim gives me a warning to keep my eyes on the road and I said that I would and he leaves. Well, we were not far from the hotel so we hurry to the hotel to meet up with Bob. Once at the hotel we all get on the elevator and start up to our floor and as we are going up, Bill moves behind Barb, moves his hands under her dress massaging her pussy. Keeping her warmed up for what was to come. We arrive at our floor; we go quickly to our room. Once in the room, I ask if anyone wants a drink and all are fine. I get one for myself as I know this is going to be a long night of voyeurism for me. I select the office chair in the room as it is mobile and I can relax in it and enjoy the show. Barb is standing in the middle three guys 20 years younger than her and they are ready to get the party started with this MILF. Tom and Bob start to undress Barb; they move her straps of her summer dress off her shoulders and start to pull at the bottom of the dress until it falls from her beautiful hips onto the floor. Looking at the guys, Barb said that it is not fair, she is almost naked, but they are not, so she tells them no more playing until she sees them naked. So, Tom drops his pants first, he had an average size cock, about 6 inches and then Bob drops his pants and as Barb is looking, she goes “Oh My”, as his is about 7and a little fatter than Tom’s. Then, as Bill drops his pants, Barb says, there is no way that is going to fit into me. Bill had a cock 9 inches and almost twice as fat as Bill’s. Now that all three were standing in front of her naked, she is trying to decide how she wants work. She then tells them that Tom would be first to fuck her, then Bob and Bill goes last, and that she hoped that by the time it was Bills turn, she would be able to handle him. They all three get on the bed, Barb in the middle and the guys all around her. She starts to stroke Bills and Bob’s dicks and bends over to suck Toms. She has her ass up in the air as she starts to suck Tom. Bob moves her panties to one side and start to play with her pussy while Bill start playing with her tits. As she strokes Bob and Bills with her hands she is getting excited about being fucked by all three. Her mind is racing and heart is pumping fast knowing that she is going to do something she has never done before. She glances over at me and I have this very big smile on my face and I wink at her and lip the words “I LOVE YOU”. Bob fingers sliding in and out of her wet, dripping pussy and she is moaning with pleasure. But, she was so into sucking and stroking the guys that she did not realize that Tom was about to cum, but I can. Tom’s butt cheeks tighten up and I hear him moan, then I see the look on Barb’s face as she received a big load of cum into her mouth. As she gags trying to handle Tom’s load, I’m thinking, okay, this will put a damper on things if she has to run to the bathroom and spit it out. But, Barb swallowed it and kept on sucking Tom until he was totally drained. Then, she turned to Bob, and started sucking on him. Barb has a small mouth so it was a little harder for her to suck Bob, but she does it. As she got Bob’s big dick into her mouth, and started sucking on it, she continues to stroke Bill. Bill had lain down and was pulling her towards him. He wanted to eat her pussy while she sucked on Bob’s cock. Barb move over Bill and puts her pussy into Bill’s face so that he can get his tongue working on her pussy. Bill begins to lick her through her panties and as he does, he can taste the juices flowing from her. She is feeling good now, having swallowed Tom’s cum and getting ready to swallow Bob’s. Tom’s cock was getting hard just watching all the action and is ready to get back into the action. Bill moves her panties over and is eating Barb’s pussy, Tom slips under her so he can see her sucking Bob and starts to suck on her tits. Barb is now in heaven, having all of her parts being played with. Just as Barb is really starting to enjoy this situation Bob starts to shake as he is beginning to cum in Barb’s mouth. She is ready this time and sucks in and swallows everything Bob has in to give her. With that, she knows it time for the big guy. But, Bill is not ready to give up eating her pussy until he has her cum all over his face. He is sucking on her clit and running his tongue in and out of her pussy. Tom is sucking and playing with her tits and she can still taste Bob’s cum in her mouth and this is enough to push her over the edge. She starts to shake and moan and crying out “Suck My Cunt, Suck It Hard and Fast”, “Suck My Tits” “Oh Yeah, I’m cumming, I’m CUMMIIIINNGGGG”. With that she falls forward onto Tom and relaxes for a few minutes trying to regain her composure. She knows that the next cock to be sucked will be a challenge for her. She picks herself up off of Tom and turns to Bill. He is laying with a huge hard on and waiting for his turn. Barb comes over to Bill, takes his cock into her hands and tries to put it into her mouth. Being the size he is, she cannot and says that he will just have to fuck her when it was his time. Barb get’s off the bed, pulls her thong panties off and starts to rub her pussy. She comes over to me, gives me a great big kiss and says that she is having a great time and hoped that I was enjoying the show. I told her that I was and that I was looking forward to the next round. Now, Bob and Tom are both ready for the next round and poor Bill is getting blue balls from playing and not getting his chance at a blowjob. But, he understood that he was too big for her mouth. Tom tells Barb to lie on her back and as she does, Bill and Bob get on either side of her. She takes Bill and Bob’s dick into her hands and starts to stroke them and Tom raises her legs and puts the head of his dick at the entrance of her pussy. Well, she is so wet and horny now that she is ready for him to enter her but; he continues to play with her, rubbing the head of his cock on her clit and down the lips of her pussy. As he continues this action, she begins to move her hips up trying to get him into her but, she cannot. Just as he was running his cock up and down the slit of her pussy, she uses her legs and puts her legs around his butt and garbs him pulling his cock into her. As Tom’s cock enters her waiting and wanting pussy she let’s out a load moan. Once inside her he begins to slams into her. She says “Oh, that feels good and keep it going big boy”. Tom starts to pump in and out of her wanting, needing pussy. He pulls it almost all the way out, then pushes it deep into her repeating it again and again at a slow pace at first. As her pleasure builds, so do his, and he picks up the pace. Now slamming her faster and faster, she is begging him to give her all of his cock and to go faster and harder. You can hear his balls slapping against her ass and his mound slapping against hers. She is really into getting fucked now. Tom is bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm with each thrust. Barb begins to roll her head back and forth and trying to keep stroking Bill and Bob as the same time. Just as she reaches her climax, Tom fills her full of hot sticky cum, lots of it. She can feel his cum filling her up. Tom rolls off and is ready for a drink at the mini bar. Barb still has Bob and Bills cocks in her hand; she pulls Bob around to where he can now take his turn at fucking her. His cock is rock hard from watching her fuck Tom and is ready for his turn. He comes around to get between her legs he can see Tom’s cum seeping from her pussy. He wants her to roll over so he can fuck her while she lies on her belly. She grabs a pillow and places it under her hips so it will keep her ass higher and give Bob total access to her dripping cum soaked pussy. Barb’s not use to having a cock the size of Bob’s and she is a little nervous, but excited because of all of the playing which has made her very horny and wanting more. Bob begins to put is cock into her, she becomes tense and he can only get the head of his cock into her pussy. He tells her to relax; Bill reached under her and started to play with her tits to help her relax. Tom got on the other side and started to rub up and down her back. As she started to relax, Bob pushed gently and soon he has his cock buried deep into her. Once in, he just let his cock rest in her until she was ready. As she becomes accustom to his large cock, she started to move her hips up and down and he started to slowly pump in and out. As they got into a rhythm she started to enjoy his large cock being in her and started to become engrossed in having his cock penetrate her so deeply. As she begin to think about how good it felt, she started to think about Bills even larger cock being in her and that if she was feeling this good with Bob’s cock, she would really enjoy the feeling of Bills cock thrusting in her. As she keeps thinking about Bills cock, she starts to enjoy the feel of Bob’s cock being pulled in and out. As Bob’s cock thrusts in and out it was stimulating Barb’s clit. The more Bob begins to increase his speed, the more stimulation on her clit and all of a sudden, she is screaming to Bob, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, HARDER, HARDER, and as Bob pumps harder, Barb’s cunt being so tight, he started to cum too. Barb starts to shutter and shake and she can feel Bob’s cock fill her already cum soaked pussy with more cum. As Bob finished and was getting off of Barb, Barb had already forgotten about Bob’s cock knowing that Bill’s 9 inches were about to bring her to heights of pleasure she had not known before. Barb looks up and Bill and says, I’m ready for you and your big big cock now. But, please be gentle with me. Bill starts to grin and says to Barb, how do you want me to give it to you? Barb said I want it while on my back. Bill gets off the bed, comes around and pulls Barb so that her ass is at the very edge of the bed. Tom and Bob get on either side of her so they can play with her tits. Bill grabs his cock and lays it Barb’s belly and she takes her hand and strokes it, smiles at Bill and then at his cock and says, I hope you give me the fucking pleasure that I am expecting. With that Bill grabs his cock and puts the head at Barb’s glory hole. He moves his cock from left to right then up and down. As he does this he starts to put some pressure against her pussy. Because Bob’s cock had stretched her out, and being relaxed now, the head of his cock was able to penetrate her much easier. But, now she was losing control and wanting that big snake in her and wanting it bad. She told him to stop fucking around and give it to her. With that, he pushes his cock deep into her and she let’s out a scream of pain and pleasure that could have woken the dead. We were afraid that hotel security would be called, thinking someone was being killed. Bill had is cock all the way in her and she was moaning and crying and shaking from it’s size. Bill asked her if she wanted him to stop and pull it out. She looked at him and said, NO FUCKING WAY. I WANT IT RIGHT WHERE IT IS. NOW, START FUCKING ME. With that Bill pulled back and pushed it in again. This time, Barb let out a nice low moan of pleasure and Bill felt that she had adjusted well to his cock. I was up on my feet looking at his cock in my wife’s pussy and could not believe that it was fitting and that she was liking it so much. Bill started to pump her harder and harder and I could tell that every time he did, she was enjoying it more and more. It was an awesome site to watch this big cock pleasing my beautiful wife. Bill continued at a medium pace until she started to moan, twisting and turning her whole body, but she could not move much as she was held down by his big cock. Soon we could all tell that she was cumming over and over again. She looked up at Bill between her legs and said, I want you to fuck me from behind. Bill pulled his cock out rolls Barb over on her knees; she pulled all of the pillows from the bed to put under her stomach and opened her legs up and yelled to Bill, PUT THAT BIG FUCKING THING IN ME NOW. Bill did as he was told, he got on the bed behind Barb and put the head of his cock at her opening and when she felt his head slip into the lips of her pussy, she said, now FUCK ME, FUCK ME NOW and FUCK ME HARD. Just before Bill rammed his cock into Barb; Tom, Bob and I were all trying to grab her mouth to keep her from screaming like before. Bill pushed hard into Barb’s wanting pussy and she tried to let out another scream, but you could tell that this one of from pure pleasure. Bill started to pump hard and fast into Barb’s cock craving pussy. She was like a wild woman and she was having so much fun being totally fucked by such a large cock. Soon they were both so lost in pleasure that they did not care about anything except cumming. Barb was yelling FUCK ME, HARDER, FASTER, GIVE ME ALL YOU GOT, YOU MOTHERFUCK and Bill as pumping so hard that Tom had to get in front of Barb to keep her from moving forward. We could all tell that Bill starting to cum because of of his moans and we knew that it just a matter of time and that he was going to fill her pussy with full of his cum. She could feel his cock getting even larger, the head was so large and ready to explode. And then he did explode, filling her pussy with another large load of cum. As he sank to the bed, you could hear his cock coming out of her with a little popping sound. When his cock came out of her, a rush of cum came behind it. Because his cock was so big, the cum had no place to go until his cock exited her swollen pussy. Bill go up, I gave him a bottle of water to drink and Barb just laid there, not moving, just enjoying the fact that she had been totally fucked to 3 great cocks. She quickly fell asleep in that position. I thanked the guys for a great show and I told them that this was something that Barb would remember for a long time. They got dressed and headed home. I sat and watched my beautiful wife sleep for several hours, reliving in my mind that night over and over and how my wife became a wanting, needing slut for a BIG DICK. And so, this is the story of Barb’s first Threesome while I watched.