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“Why you little”... "Stop it Homer, for fuck sakes we agreed that you will stop strangling your son. You’re going to kill him by god"! Marge was in a bad mood. Homer had been lying on the couch as usual not doing anything; Bart had been purposely winding him up while Lisa and Maggie had been playing together upstairs. "Why cant you two be more like the girls, they are quiet and keep out of the way. And Homer, why are you not at work"? "But Marge"... NO BUTS NOW GET OFF YOUR BACKSIDE AND GO TO WORK! AND I WILL BE GOING TO MOE’S LATER TO MAKE SURE YOU HAVE NOT SKIVED OFF"! Bart and Homer were amazed. Neither had heard their Mother / Wife swears before and had certainly not seen her snap like she was at present! "Homer, you had better go, she really is cranky" stated Bart, running out of the door to avoid abuse from his mother for that comment. Homer took the hint and disappeared also. Sigh "Why cant ours just be a normal, relaxed family, instead of me having to check up on everyone 24 / 7,” Marge thought to herself. It was a few hours later and Homer had called to say he was doing overtime (It was a Saturday and Moe’s just happened to be open till the early hours), Bart had got home and was watching Itchy and Scratchy on TV with Lisa while Maggie had just been put to bed. Marge was laid out, and decided to help herself to a Vodka and Coke, the 2,3,4... While the numbers kept soaring, Lisa and Bart realised that they had never seen the mother in this state before, and not to long later Marge passed out completely! "I think she’s out for the count,” Bart stated. "For once I agree with you" Lisa said, "Do you think we should try and carry her up to bed, I mean Homer wont be back for another 4 or 5 hours"! Bart looked at his mother layer out across the couch, a position he was use to seeing his father in but never... Then a devious though crossed his mind, but to prevent Lisa catching on he played it casual. "Nah, I think she will be to heavy for the both of us, say I’m bored". "I’m bored too" said Lisa, "What do you want to do". A sneaky grin spread across Brats face. "Truth or Dare" he asked his sister. "Truth" Although upset at this Bart quickly realised that Lisa was not one for lying, so he could ask her anything! "Ok, have you ever made out with another girl"? Lisa Blushed "Well" she started, "I have once". "Who With"? Bart was intrigued, but totally unprepared for what came next. "Mum". Bart stood shell shocked, Lisa senesced this and went on "But she was only teaching me how to kiss for later, it wasn’t nothing...you know...I mean"... Bart was amazed, and then saw an opportunity. "Have you ever kissed a boy”?, he asked. Lisa blushed. "OH MY GOD, YOU HAVE'NT HAVE YOU"... Once again, Lisa blushed. "Well their is no boy that would kiss me and...." She stopped. "And what" Bart urged her on. "Well, I know I practiced with mum, but without having a boy kiss me before I’m not sure if they will stop and laugh if I do it wrong". Bart REALY saw a window for opportunity. "Well sis, I know we have never got on well, I mean your my sister, its the law for us to not get along but if you ever need help with...'stuff'...then you can always come to me". Lisa was shocked; she was seeing a side to her brother that she never knew existed. "Well..." She stopped, embarrassed. Senescing that she wanted to, but be just to shy Bart slowly advanced. "Are you sure about this" Lisa asked nervously. "Positive". "I mean we are brother and sister". "Well you did it with mum, and I will only do this if you want to, I mean what harm will one little kiss do". Lisa sighed, "ok" she whispered. "Pardon". "OK". She said it louder this time. Bart took a step forwards; Lisa went with it and advanced nearer to her brother, nearer and nearer still. They were so close that they could feel each other’s heavy breathing, while their warm breath breezed on each others cheeks they finally started moving their faces together. Their lips met. Both sets of lips were warm, but both brother and sister had an adrenaline rush, and realised they liked this very much. Bart tried slipping his tongue in his sister mouth, but Lisa stopped him. Remembering the advice her mother gave she opened her mouth ever so slightly and started nibbling on Brats lower lip. Bart was in dreamland, unable to stop moans leaving his mouth. This went on for a half minute longer until Lisa pulled her lips away from Barts and asked, "Are you ready"? Bart slowly nodded his head, so they moved closer and their lips met once more. This time Lisa opened her mouth a little, while Bart slowly slid his tongue in her mouth. Lisa did the same. For a short while they seemed nervous, but then they booth started building in confidence and their tongues started exploring each other’s mouths. Bart put his hands on Lisa’s hips while she hooked hers around his neck, pulling him closer still. Their embrace was that of which neither though would ever happen, but both at this moment was hugely pleased it had. After a few more minutes in which seemed like years went by they heard a slight murmur from the couch. Lisa and Bart broke away abruptly, and looked other at their mother, eyes open seemingly dazed. Lisa and Bart both knew what the other was thinking... Had she caught them? Authors Note Please remember that this is my first attempt at writing a story. I have kept it short purposely to make sure that if this is rubbish, that I have not wasted to much of your time. I will continue writing stories such as this providing the majority of feedback is positive and that the average rating reflects that readers enjoyed this. Thank You

I work at a club, who gives a fuck? I drink, I fuck, I strip. You know what? Even my dog eats my out. His name is ToTo. I know! So cute. Anyways, my name is Dorothy, I strip and Kan's Ass club. Today was windy, like really. I look out the window and see a swirling mound of wind. Oh wait. That's a guys dick head towards my face. I suck on it like a lollipop. I close my eyes. --- "Where the fuck are we ToTo?" I say entering and garden. I see a flying dildo come towards me. "Hey, I Gildo." It smiles. "Who the fuck are you?" "I am a sex toy for girls, also a magical wand." "You sure don't look like one, a wand that is." "Well, I'm a shape shifter, the evil lady is a witch, and the person you just killed is a-" "Wtf?!? I killed some bitch?" "Yes, she was a slut anyways, and used the rapists to slave for her. "Oh, where are the rapists?" "They are hiding, YO RAPERS COME ON OUT!" Gildo screams. Men in black shit come out and start to hump me, thank god I'm much taller than them. "GTF Off her!" She screams again and blows a rape whisle. And little orange man comes out and says. "Follow the yellow brick road." "I don't see one." "It's under your fucking nose!" I look down. "Oh, Kay." I say. "Go to the Great And Powerful Uhs!" Gildo says. "Follow that road to get there." The orange man says. --- I see a girl hanging on a pole. "Help!" She says. "With what?" I say. "I've been striping on this pole for hours, get me off." She says sweetly. I untie her hands and she falls to the ground. "Get TF up!" I say. "Are u going to Uhs?" She asks. "Yah." "Can I come?" "Why you need to go?" "Because..." She blushes. "Why?" I ask tapping my foot. "Because I need o lose my virgity." She speed talks. "Oh mah G gurllll it so good!" I say. --- "I hear this forest has moaning trees." Stripper says. I hear them, sound like me when I get fucked. "Omg." I say. I walk up to a tree. "Do all the trees have dicks?" I ask. "Yeah." She says. I go for and apple when it stops me. "Yo tree get your hand off me." I say. "No, unless you give me a BJ." It cackles. I put its dick in my mouth and suck on it till he cums. I take the apple and walk on with stripper. --- I hear laughing in the trees. I walk toward it to find a pedophile. "Need, porn." He whispers. I tap his shoulder and flash my boob at him. He stares at it then looks at me. "Hello. What's your name, foxy." He says licking his lips. "I'm Dorothy." I smile. Stripper stand there quiet. "She didn't lose her virginity and I'm looking for fun." I say. "Are u going to Uhs?" He asks. "Yeah." I say. "Can I come to I can get so porn mags and a laptop to download porn since My laptop was smashed?" "Yea." He pinches my ass and we walk off. --- "Cereal, another forest!" I say. "Yep, I heard this one has Single, bisexual, and gays." Pedo says. "Oh my!" Stripper says. I hear a song come on. "It's about rainbows... Must be a gay." I say. A muscular man comes out and starts to kiss pedo. Pedo scrambles and pushes them away. "Yo, Gay guy gtfo." I say. "But, are you going to see Uhs?" He asks. "Yes!" We scream. "I want to be straight." "Alright." Stripper, pedo, gay, and me + Toto skip off to a green castle. --- We run thru fondlions (fondling danilions). "Good night." I yawn. "No!" Stripper says. I feel a thing go into my ass, Gildo. "Wake the fuck up." She says. I wake up and sprint to the gates. --- We tug on a rope and a high pitched moan right thru are ears. "Read the sign." The door says. "What sign bitch?" I say. It turns over and reads : bell to loud please suck. I suck on the dick and the for opens. We go over the the Slutahyahupa shop. "Can you make my pubic hair less brown?" I ask. "Uh-huh!" They giggle. -- We enter the chambers then I hear high pitched moans all over then a voice who says: "What e fuck do you want?" "To have fun." I say. "To lose my virginity." Stripper says. "To have porn mags and a porn laptop." Pedo says. "To be St8." Gay says. "Then hbt..." The voice booms. "I fuck bad witch and you get what u want." It says. We nod and walk off. --- The witch grabs me and ties me to a chair. "You will suffer." Her voice cracks. "But Uhs wanna fuck u." I say. "Rally?" "Yeahs." "Well then, ima go now." "Kay" "Kay" she says going too Uhs castle. --- "Stripper, come later." "Pedo, check out Purno's it a great show in the city." "Gay, spend a night with one of my maidens." Uhs says. "WBM?" I say. "Oh, yah, you had fun with out even knowing it." He chuckles. "Oh keel." I say. "Yah." Uhs says snickering. --- Stripes got sex with Uhs. Pedo had plenty of porn to look at. Gay became Straight and had a happy family. Witch had sex with Uhs. Gildo fucked many things. Dorothy had sex with Uhs and had fun. Sorry if this offended any one. Didn't mean to. ---Like it?--- Rate positive if better than Whore Girls! Rate bad if you want more Whore Girls!

I go to my bedroom. Sex is in my head. I look over, to see no one in my bed. I slide off my pants with a winch of my waist. My shirt tug over my face. The tinge around my breasts slowly leave. No one is here for me to please. I lay down my hand trace down. My fingers tickle all around. I moan my lovers name. The movements go insane. My finger feels inside my ass and around. More I scream, right now! I move it faster. Heart beating faster. "Aiden..." I whisper. I take it out in a rush. I prop up my pillow and hear shush. I sit down like its a seat. I ride and ride until I'm complete. "Oh yes!" I moan/whisper. I wish my pillow was that mister. I bounce my ass like it a trampoline. "Oh please!" I scream. I look at the wall. It's an ugly wall. I close my eyes and think of his face. Then it seems like a sexual place. I kiss the "wall" like it's my lover. My hand touches it, I don't feel alone. If he saw this he would have a bone (boner). He is 3 years older. I don't give a fuck. But, I'd fuck him no matter what. Btw, I'm going to write a quick wizard of oz sex story. Also a new Aiden is coming out soon. And I know you really hate Whore Girls, so I'll stop writing them. --END-- I go to my bedroom. Sex is in my head. I look over, to see no one in my bed. I slide off my pants with a winch of my waist. My shirt tug over my face. The tinge around my breasts slowly leave. No one is here for me to please. I lay down my hand trace down. My fingers tickle all around. I moan my lovers name. The movements go insane. My finger feels inside my ass and around. More I scream, right now! I move it faster. Heart beating faster. "Aiden..." I whisper. I take it out in a rush. I prop up my pillow and hear shush. I sit down like its a seat. I ride and ride until I'm complete. "Oh yes!" I moan/whisper. I wish my pillow was that mister. I bounce my ass like it a trampoline. "Oh please!" I scream. I look at the wall. It's an ugly wall. I close my eyes and think of his face. Then it seems like a sexual place. I kiss the "wall" like it's my lover. My hand touches it, I don't feel alone. If he saw this he would have a bone (boner). He is 3 years older. I don't give a fuck. But, I'd fuck him no matter what. Btw, I'm going to write a quick wizard of oz sex story. Also a new Aiden is coming out soon. And I know you really hate Whore Girls, so I'll stop writing them. I go to my bedroom. Sex is in my head. I look over, to see no one in my bed. I slide off my pants with a winch of my waist. My shirt tug over my face. The tinge around my breasts slowly leave. No one is here for me to please. I lay down my hand trace down. My fingers tickle all around. I moan my lovers name. The movements go insane. My finger feels inside my ass and around. More I scream, right now! I move it faster. Heart beating faster. "Aiden..." I whisper. I take it out in a rush. I prop up my pillow and hear shush. I sit down like its a seat. I ride and ride until I'm complete. "Oh yes!" I moan/whisper. I wish my pillow was that mister. I bounce my ass like it a trampoline. "Oh please!" I scream. I look at the wall. It's an ugly wall. I close my eyes and think of his face. Then it seems like a sexual place. I kiss the "wall" like it's my lover. My hand touches it, I don't feel alone. If he saw this he would have a bone (boner). He is 3 years older. I don't give a fuck. But, I'd fuck him no matter what. Btw, I'm going to write a quick wizard of oz sex story. Also a new Aiden is I go to my bedroom. Sex is in my head. I look over, to see no one in my bed. I slide off my pants with a winch of my waist. My shirt tug over my face. The tinge around my breasts slowly leave. No one is here for me to please. I lay down my hand trace down. My fingers tickle all around. I moan my lovers name. The movements go insane. My finger feels inside my ass and around. More I scream, right now! I move it faster. Heart beating faster. "Aiden..." I whisper. I take it out in a rush. I prop up my pillow and hear shush. I sit down like its a seat. I ride and ride until I'm complete. "Oh yes!" I moan/whisper. I wish my pillow was that mister. I bounce my ass like it a trampoline. "Oh please!" I scream. I look at the wall. It's an ugly wall. I close my eyes and think of his face. Then it seems like a sexual place. I kiss the "wall" like it'sI go to my bedroom. Sex is in my head. I look over, to see no one in my bed. I slide off my pants with a winch of my waist. My shirt tug over my face. The tinge around my breasts slowly leave. No one is here for me to please. I lay down my hand trace down. My fingers tickle all around. I moan my lovers name. The movements go insane. My finger feels inside my ass and around. More I scream, right now! I move it faster. Heart beating faster. "Aiden..." I whisper. I take it out in a rush. I prop up my pillow and hear shush. I sit down like its a seat. I ride and ride until I'm complete. "Oh yes!" I moan/whisper. I wish my pillow was that mister. I bounce my ass like it a trampoline. "Oh please!" I scream. I look at the wall. It's an ugly wall. I close my eyes and think of his face. Then it seems like a sexual place. I kiss the "wall" like it's my lover. My hand touches it, I don't feel alone. If he saw this he would have a bone (boner). He is 3 years older. I don't give a fuck. But, I'd fuck him no matter what. Btw, I'm going to write a quick wizard of oz sex story. Also a new Aiden is coming out soon. And I know you really hate Whore Girls, so I'll stop writing them. my lover. My hand touches it, I don't feel alone. If he saw this he would have a bone (boner). He is 3 years older. I don't give a fuck. But, I'd fuck him no matter what. Btw, I'm going to write a quick wizard of oz sex story. Also a new Aiden is coming out soon. And I know you really hate Whore Girls, so I'll stop writing them. coming out soon. And I know you really hate Whore Girls, so I'll stop writing them.

Today is hush heart day great. Me and Aidens eyes lock as we walk by each other down the hall way. My friends group together wit me. First we have seminar. She wants us to create a solid liquid and a gas. I learned this In 6th grade god damnit. I go by my friends and we group together Aiden behind me. I've never been so close to him before. He wraps his hands around my waist. Then traces down to my crotch. He rubs it. I grab his hand and hold it. He kisses my neck deeply. The whole hour we write. I can't get his body against my body out of my head. 5th hour we rollerblade. This shirt is to tight. You can see my nipples thru it. I skate along without a worry. David checks me out for a bit. This gym smells bad. I need a drink. I go to get one when Aiden and I crash. He grabs my breast when we are on the ground. "Sorry." He smiles. I nod and stand up. "Here you go first." He laughs. I start to drink when I feel his hands on my waist. I almost chock. He removes them when I back away. I nod thankfully and skate away. "Damn girls are so good at this." He smirks. The hour is almost over so I change back into my sweater. Next hour is math.. We never do math during math. Grace sits next to me and then Colin, David, then Aiden. Just sits on the "joystick". He and Colin laugh. David makes a girl moan and says "I'm sitting on the joystick." Then moans again. "Shut up!" She yells. David sticks out his hand and Jett hands over her pin. "Fuck!" She says crossing her arms. I laugh at my joke i made in my head. Joy-stick. A mans penis. I go on run 2. (Real game) Aiden listens to dub step and rock music so loud I can hear it. I sit back and go to level 25. I mentally high five myself. The bell rings. It is 7th hour. I walk to the choir room with Aiden. The teacher says we get the whole class time to prep. I go to the band practice room. I turn off the lights and sit in the corner. I hear the door open. It closes and locks. I feel a body next to me. I see the shades roll down and and I am in the dark. "Katie..." I hear Aidens voice whisper. I feel a hand slip into my pants. I sigh passionly. He slides it down and I feel my legs enter air. He strokes my ass. I quiver. I want to say something but I can't. I hear a buckle rung and clothes fall on the ground. He rubs my clit. Emotion runs out my body. He goes deeper and deeper. He sticks his pointer and middle finger in. I moan. He goes faster and soon I'm moaning even louder and more often. He stops and slides it out he rubs my nipples and breasts. I breath deeply. He massassges them. He pulls off his shirt then mine. Uncoils my bra. He kissed my lips. His tongue slides between my lips. I lick his back. He strokes my breasts and licks them. I moan wi happiness. I rub my legs and my vagina makes a click noises he stops licking and nibbling. He licks the outside. Then pushes his tongue into it. He moves it in and out fast. I make short moans. He grabs my ass and I bend over. He sticks it in as it makes a pop. He grinds his hips. He moves slowly. Then he builds up speed. I hear more clicking noises. I oh and oh and oh and oh. He blends over me and rubs my breasts. I love his body on me. He turns me over and sticks it in my vagina. I silently scream. He presses his crotch on mine over and over. I grab his ass. "Aiden..." I say orgasaming. He laughs and take my pin off my shirt that's on the floor. He pins it on his shirt that is also on the floor. He kisses my lips and keeps fucking me. The bell rings and I run to my locker and out to my car. (Second time, just so I could upload, don't read if you don't want it's just the same thing.) Today is hush heart day great. Me and Aidens eyes lock as we walk by each other down the hall way. My friends group together wit me. First we have seminar. She wants us to create a solid liquid and a gas. I learned this In 6th grade god damnit. I go by my friends and we group together Aiden behind me. I've never been so close to him before. He wraps his hands around my waist. Then traces down to my crotch. He rubs it. I grab his hand and hold it. He kisses my neck deeply. The whole hour we write. I can't get his body against my body out of my head. 5th hour we rollerblade. This shirt is to tight. You can see my nipples thru it. I skate along without a worry. David checks me out for a bit. This gym smells bad. I need a drink. I go to get one when Aiden and I crash. He grabs my breast when we are on the ground. "Sorry." He smiles. I nod and stand up. "Here you go first." He laughs. I start to drink when I feel his hands on my waist. I almost chock. He removes them when I back away. I nod thankfully and skate away. "Damn girls are so good at this." He smirks. The hour is almost over so I change back into my sweater. Next hour is math.. We never do math during math. Grace sits next to me and then Colin, David, then Aiden. Just sits on the "joystick". He and Colin laugh. David makes a girl moan and says "I'm sitting on the joystick." Then moans again. "Shut up!" She yells. David sticks out his hand and Jett hands over her pin. "Fuck!" She says crossing her arms. I laugh at my joke i made in my head. Joy-stick. A mans penis. I go on run 2. (Real game) Aiden listens to dub step and rock music so loud I can hear it. I sit back and go to level 25. I mentally high five myself. The bell rings. It is 7th hour. I walk to the choir room with Aiden. The teacher says we get the whole class time to prep. I go to the band practice room. I turn off the lights and sit in the corner. I hear the door open. It closes and locks. I feel a body next to me. I see the shades roll down and and I am in the dark. "Katie..." I hear Aidens voice whisper. I feel a hand slip into my pants. I sigh passionly. He slides it down and I feel my legs enter air. He strokes my ass. I quiver. I want to say something but I can't. I hear a buckle rung and clothes fall on the ground. He rubs my clit. Emotion runs out my body. He goes deeper and deeper. He sticks his pointer and middle finger in. I moan. He goes faster and soon I'm moaning even louder and more often. He stops and slides it out he rubs my nipples and breasts. I breath deeply. He massassges them. He pulls off his shirt then mine. Uncoils my bra. He kissed my lips. His tongue slides between my lips. I lick his back. He strokes my breasts and licks them. I moan wi happiness. I rub my legs and my vagina makes a click noises he stops licking and nibbling. He licks the outside. Then pushes his tongue into it. He moves it in and out fast. I make short moans. He grabs my ass and I bend over. He sticks it in as it makes a pop. He grinds his hips. He moves slowly. Then he builds up speed. I hear more clicking noises. I oh and oh and oh and oh. He blends over me and rubs my breasts. I love his body on me. He turns me over and sticks it in my vagina. I silently scream. He presses his crotch on mine over and over. I grab his ass. "Aiden..." I say orgasaming. He laughs and take my pin off my shirt that's on the floor. He pins it on his shirt that is also on the floor. He kisses my lips and keeps fucking me. The bell rings and I run to my locker and out to my car.

I was walking home. My breaths flew into the air. I heard nothing. I looked around to find trees around me also. I heard footsteps. I turn to see an 8th grader staring me deeply in the eye "Aiden?" I ask my heart beating fast. I've had a crush on him sense 6th grade. He says nothing to me. He starts running at me with red in his eyes. He wisp me around and crushes me against him. He wraps one arm around my neck the other struggles to get into my jeans. It breaks thru sliding down into my underwear. I want to scream but instead I let a sigh of passion exape my lips. His finger circle the cheek, teasing me. He pulls down my skinny jeans. I want to punch and kick but, I stand stiff. He kisses my neck but he stops. His hands slide into his coat and pulls out duct tape. "Tell me when you want it and I'll let you go." He smiles. I nod and close my eyes and I hold my wrists out and close my eyes. The duct tape is tighter than I thought as he raises my hands up to a nail in a tree and hooks them there.. He unzips his coat showing his abs and pale as the snow. So that's why he was wearing that coat all day... "So you were going to just go find a girl and do this?" I ask. "Not just any girl." He says moving his lips to my neck again. He wanted to do this to me? Does he know that I like him? He goes back to kissing going down to my collerbone. I brace my head sideways. "Don't be scared." He says between his breaths. I open my mouth breathing hard in and out. His hand sides under my shirt. I hold my breath for a bit. It's searching its way to my bra. He presses me closer to him. I breath again. The tightness around my breasts disapers. His hands go down to the bottom of my shirt and pulls upwards. He moves my arms off the nail and pulls my shirt and bra over. My mouth shivers. He shakes his coat off. He goes on moving down when kissing. Moans exape my mouth as he gets down to my breasts. His hands are feeling them warms my whole body. He licks them making them hard. I breath in hard and under my breath it can't take it anymore. "I want it." I whisper quietly. He can't hear me. His kissing move up. His ear is by my lips. "I want it." I whisper into his ear. He takes his hands up to my wrists and rips them apart throwing the duct tape on the ground. He backs away. He sighs. I quickly grab his arms and put them into my underwear and kiss his neck sucking his skin. His hands are rubbing them as we kiss until his touge slides into my mouth are touges touch rubbing eachother. Goosebumps cover my arms and legs. His thumbs pull it down to my ankles and I fling them off. He presses his body close to mine as he lays me down on a log when we hear a snap. He slingsamy body over his shoulder and he goes in to a shelter made of logs. He lays me on the ground. He kisses my lips, neck, collerbone, and my stomach. I let out loud moans as he make a circle around my stomach. He reaches his fingers down to my legs. He tickles my toes and goes into the place around my vagina and rubs it moving up and down. I lets a short noise. He fingers it going deeper and deeper into it. I let out even more short noises as he moves them in a circle motion inside. He moves he mouth around it and licks it. I let out loud moans that echo in the forest each time it licks. He closes his eyes and moves his head back and forward pushing his touge deeper each time. I let out even more short sounds faster this time. His tounge is almost heaven. "S-s-stop!" I try to say between moans. He ingnores me and this time moving it up and down when going in and out. I start to scream each time he goes in. Scream moan scream moan. Liguade squirts out. He puts his open mouth over my whole vagina. Drinking it when his mouth is to full. I pant. He looks up and wipes him mouth swallowing the last part. He stands up and he has a bulge. He slides his pants down so I can see it. He falls to his knees kicking off his pants. He crawls on top of me licking me all over. I purr. He motions me to stand. I do. He rolls to his back. I want it.. I get low and stare at it. I move my mouth to it and lick the tip. He lets an quiet moan. He needs more. I move my tounge in a circle round the tip. I feel the muscles move inside. It gets harder. I find the hole in lick inside of it but it's to small so it just like the closer inside. He pants his breath flowing in the air. It open my mouth and slide it in. I move it into and out of my mouth. He gasps for pleasure. I reach down to his balls. They look tight so I lick them also. I know that balls are the most sencitive part of a man. It rub them like door nobs. He sighs a relaxed moan under his breath. I grab my breasts and put it between them them move up and down sucking each time I can. He moves his hips up and breaths even louder. His face turns red. White sprays on to my face and I put it in my mouth to get the rest. I swallow it closing my eyes as I do. It's straight as an arrow. He grabs me and pulls are tounges together. He touches my vagina and puts three fingers in. All I can say is uh! In a high voice. He moves them in and out fast. I make more uh!'s. He moves his face to my ass. He licks it. I know what he is doing. He sticks out his pointer finger and pushes it into it. I scream with pleasure. "A-a-Aiden." I gasp. He tickles my insides. I try to say his name again but his finger goes out and in and the forest fills with passionate screams. I am out of breath but my love takes over and mouthes faster to him. He takes his finger out. He swings his hips over and pushes it all into me. I lost my voice. I scream a short scream over and over. It's so hard. He goes faster and faster till one moan is for twenty fucks. White liquid squirts out at the same time as his does. He rolls me over. I lay on his hard abs. He moves his hand down to my Vigina and digs inside. His dick is still in. He swings his hips up as I fly into the air. I land as his dick slides deeper. We jump again and again. Soon we are both panting. He slows down still rubbing me. "Call your mom and tell her your sleeping at a friends house." He says out of breath. I reach over to my pants but tip over. He laughs. I grab his ass and circle it. He humps me. I grab the phone when he stops. "Mom I'm sleeping at a friends house!" I say and hang up the phone. Second Part When we reach his bedroom I climb out. He tackles me on the bed as he duct tapes my mouth, arms and legs to it. "Now.." He says with a smile. I stare at him with a smile on my face but he can't see. I look around to find a camera. I close my eyes as he walk over to it and turns it on. More... I moan as I see him take off his clothes. "I know you want it." He smiles. I moan a yes as he climbs on top of me. He licks my breasts as my moans go deeper into his skin. He moves his tounge into it again this time I can't wait. "I want it" I say gasping muffles. He takes it off. "I want it!" I groan with a uh! At the end to make him more full of pleasure. He smiles and this time he lick inside and kisses and lick to go deeper and kisses. I squeal and move my hips up with his mouth. I orgasum and this time it goes onto his dick. He takes the duct tape off the bed. "Dance for me, baby." He says with a wink. I see he has a pole in the room. It's what he wants... I slide agaist it moving my legs up it. I lick up the poll. I moan a little as I move my hips against it. I look over to Aiden who patting his lap. I walk over to him. He leans on the wall. I crawl ontop of him and push him onto the wall with my breasts. He grabs my ass and sqwease witch makes me push even more. He makes a grumble with his lips as I look sideways and uh! I bite my lip. I see a man enter. It's to dark to see him. Aiden moves my legs apart and sticks his dick in. I moan I kiss his lips. I look out the corner of my eye I see the man again. Aiden moans as he sees my face. I close my eyes. 'Oh baby!" I moan sharply. I open them again to see a blind fold go onto my eyes. I start to freak out. I'm tied the bed now. I have a thing to prop my vagina in the air. Box maybe. I hear clicking noises and cold juices are on my body. I hear a rumble and a grunt as it sounds like Aiden is also tied. The man... I feel hands on my breasts. The man pushes them together as he slides his cold dick into the middle. I can hear him go Ahhh. I feel cold semen on my face again. I feel coldness go into my body. I groan. He speeds up. I moan and uh! Soon everytime I uh! I feel cool enter deeper into me as he takes his dick out. He cummed in me! I hear another moan and more followed. I feel hands unrival the blindfold. Aiden is hunched over with the man behind him. I squeal but my mouth is covered. Round pills go into my mouth and I swallow them. I feel a pain in the head and I pass out. I wake up with Aiden on top me naked. He gives me a uneasy smile as I hear a camera click. A boy with black hair is taking photos. Third Part "No no no!" He says walking over. He places a hand on my breast. Cold hands... Aiden moves his hand there and kisses me. The black hair man gives me a wink as he walks away. He claps. "Perfect!" He says smiling. "Ok, Break, You girl come here." He says pointing to me. I cover up my breasts as I walk over. "Meet my in my room tonight or else we will do what we did last night." He laughs staring at my 'breasts. "Don't cover them." He says stroking them as he pushes my hand down. I walk away as he whistles as my ass. I stare at Aiden and look him in the eye. I look over at the black hair man and suck Aiden's dick. I watch the man storm off. Aiden moans. I feel wet now like I have to orgasum. I lay where we were laying when the man was taking pictures. Aiden's sticks his tounge in and out. I moan sharp moans. The man walks in again. "That's her favorite move. Huh?" He says smiling. I moan louder. The man walks over. "May I try?" He asks winking. He pushes Aiden aside and sticks his tounge even deeper. My moans grow even louder. He finally sticks his full tounge in and I moan so loud that I scream. He backs away and Aiden goes back to want he was doing. He licks up to feel how wet I am. I almost orgasum. He sticks his tounge so deep that I might as well die. I scream bloody murder. He keeps doing to. The man runs in to see Aiden eating me out when I lay on the bed almost dead. Aiden falls asleep next to me. I feel a cold man carrying me down the hall. He laughs as he pulls my arms up to strap them to the ceiling. "So..." he says with only his underwater on. I stare at him. "How many times have you had sex?" He asks sizing my breasts. "4 if you do it to me." I tell him looking away. "Oh how did you know? Atleast I dont have to blindfold you again." He says groping my ass. He lays me down. He reaches his fingers down to me. I moan. He has a cum exploding all over my body soon it covered it all. "That's what you make me do girly. You build up a lot." He say to me holding my chin. He reaches inside and massages my clit. I moan a soft oh. He smooths my ass. I tingle and tighten my ass. He shakes his head and spreads apart it. He turns me to the front. He grabs my breasts. He massages them. I moan loud uhs! He closes his eyes and he gets a long boner. He takes off the underwear. He plunges his dick into me. I let out a scream. He puts more of it now. I scream bloody murder. He still has two more inches. He stick them in. I freeze. I open my mouth to talk but it won't let me use them. He moves it in again. I scream uh! As loud as i can. "You like that baby?" He asks fingering me. I moan. He nods. He carried me to my bed and throws me down. "Now dn't have sex without me!" He laughs. i have nothing to cover me. I pull the blanket over me. I sob Quietly. Fuck him...

I stare out the window. It looks really cold outside, like freezing. The bus zooms past trees. I stand up. Aiden is is the back laughing his ass off. I smile. He looks over to me and smiles at me. I freeze and zoom down in my seat. Katy gives me and unsure look. I look back out the window. "So, who were you looking at back there?" She asks scooting up to look over the seat. "Nothing, just checking." I say keeping my eyes out the window. She sits back down behind me. "Yeah, okay." She laughs. I sigh. He is probably going to hang with his friends. I stick a Swedish Fish in my mouth and suck on it. "Can I have one?" A girl asks from in front of us. "Sure." I say handing her one. "Oh BTW he totally likes you." She giggles. My face gets red with embarrassment. "Fuck no." I say under my breath. I put my head on the window but it shocks with pain as the bus bounces. I rub my head. Ouch. I hear cheers. "Were here!" Our teacher says. I get up and jump into the isle. I run into the building because it is so fucking cold! I go upstairs and I set my coat and my backpack down. I look over to Aiden. He picks up a slice of pizza and starts to walk away. "Aiden!" I hear Sidney shriek. He turns at see her running at her. He grunts as she grabs his face and kisses him. WTF? "Hey Sid." He smiles. "Hey bae." She giggles. "Can I walk with you?" I blurt out. He looks over to me. "Sure-" he struggles to say. "But bae you have to walk with me." She pouts. I walk over to him. We start walking down the stairs as my shoe gets caught on the step or something. I trip and fall down the stairs. He lets go of Sidney's hand and runs towards me. "Are you okay?" He says as he lifts me up. Sidney glances over to me. "Y-yeah I am." I say. We go over to the boot station. I go behind both of them and stand. He has a girlfriend, I never... "Hello?" The man says to me. I jerk upwards and hits Aiden's chin. "Sorry!" I say covering my mouth. He laughs and walks towards a bentch. "I'll have a... 6 please." I smile. I have so small feet! He hands me them and I sit next to Aiden. I struggle to get my boot on. "Here I'll help yah."He says grabbing my boot. My foot pushes thru. "Wow, sixes." He says. "Yeah... I have small feet." I say embarrassed. He helps me with the other one. Soon we have everything we need. I trip and fall over with my skis. I laugh. I clench my stomach and finally get up. Sidney glides off with her friends as me and Aiden are left alone. "Well cya later maybe?" I say smiling. "Yeah." He smiles back. I ski over to Katy. "Hey follow me on the ski lift." She says grabbing my hand. I watch Aiden move up the fast moving rope. "Kay." I say waiting in line. The ski lift rockets forwards as our feet fly off the ground. "Holy shit!" I say. "Lol." She says giggling. We get to the top and slide over to the "Easiest Way Down". It's a biggish hill with a little curve at the end. "Meet ya down there!" I say with a glowing laugh. I slowly turn at first. Then I feel a shift and start to lose control. I am heading for the trees as I quickly turn my feet and start moving the other way. "Woah!" I examine. I turn down the hill and wait in line for the ski lift again. "Hey!" I hear a voice say. "Oh hey Aiden." I say smiling. "Mind if I join you?" He says. "Not at all." I laugh. We both go onto the ski lift. "So how's it going?" He asks. "It's fine, for a first time anyway." I reply. Aiden says a joke witch makes me laugh all the way up the lift. I move forward as the lift comes to the top. We run into each other and fall on the ground. His hands grab my ass, I tighten it. I breathe. "Here let me help you up." He says after he gets up. He offers a hand. I take it. "Thanks." I say. We nod to each other and go opposite ways. "Hey! Katie look what I found!" I hear a voice shout. "What Emma?" I say skiing over. She points to a trail going down a little hill. We skate down it. The light shines on the snow. I hear moans in the distance. "You hear that?" I say. "No." She replies. I look around. Hm... I skate down the hill. Me and Emma go onto the ski lift and talk about the new movie Divergent. I get to the top and again we go down the trail. We do that 6 times. Soon I go alone on the trail. I hear moans again. They are saying my name. What the hell? I take off my skies and walk into the woods. I hear someone coming so I duck down. It's Sidney and her friends. They soon pass. I struggle to walk up the hill. When I see it I see a boy leaning against a tree, masturbating. I try to look who it is. He has dark brown hair, sidesweep, probably white. Aiden? My face gets hot. The boy looks over to me. He struggles to pull up his pants and try's to run. "Hey wait!" I say. The boy stops right in his tracks, he recognizes my voice. I grab his hand. It is wet from the sweat. I pull back on it so he turns around. His blue eyes look onto mine. "Aiden?" I say. He stays silent then moves his face closer to mine. No... He kisses my lips. He slides his face to the side and kisses again with out moving him face away. I close my eyes. He lays me against the tree and moves his hands to my waist. I kiss him back. We are standing there, making out. His hands slide up my back. He grabs at my shoulder blades. I crush my body to his. He pulls his face back and takes off his pants and underware. I'm to into this love, I slide off my shirt. He pulls me close and un clips my bra. He kisses me slowly, moving down to my collarbone. I tighten my grip on him. He grabs my breasts. I moan. It feels so good... He slides him mouth down to the left one. He's mouth encloses on my nipple and he starts sucking. I moan passional as he sucks deeper and deeper. He lick between my boobs. I breathe out loud. He shakes his head violently as he blows a raspberry. I grab his back tighter. He gently sucks on my right breast. I slide down my pants and underware. We lay our coats and snow pants to make a bed. I lay down. He props himself on top of me and kisses me lightly. He crawls down to my legs. He licks next to the opening. He licks the opening over and over. It send quivers of pleasure thru me. He slides he tongue in, it makes my legs shake. He slides it I. And out, tongue fucking me. I have high pitched moans fly out my mouth. He moves faster and faster, tounge fucking me. "I'm-I'm going to cum!" I say. My juices flow into his mouth. He goes up and gives me a lingering kiss. He stands up and slides off his shirt. He sits on his knees, I crawl over. His dick hangs down like a rope. I touch it, it is surging. I enclose my mouth on it. I bob my head up and down. His dick is smooth. I look up into his eyes as I suck on it. He leans his head back and moans. I reach my hand up and stroke it. I rub up and down it. I tickle his balls, they are tight. "Damn." I say muffled from his dick. The vibration from my voice makes his white goo pile into my mouth. I look into his eyes as I swallow it. I open my mouth and look back at his dick. It is as straight as a stick. I crawl backwards and get on my hands and knees. He grabs my waist. I feel his dick on my ass. He found my asshole. I squeak as he puts it in. He slowly fucks me at first. I have long "uh's" flow out my mouth. He fucks me faster now, my boobs swing forward and back. He moves faster, I spank my ass for more pleasure. In a hurry he slides it out and cums all over my ass. He rubs in the cum, as he slides his face between the cheeks. He licks violently. He turns me around. He kisses me gently and sticks his dick in my vagina. He fucks me fast but I'm use to it now. He moves my dirty blonde hair out my face. "Going- to- cum-" he pants. "Fill me." I whisper. His wonderful sexual juices flow into me. "I love you." He smiles. "Me too." I say. We put on our gear and he gives me a lingering kiss. We ski off together, go on the ski lift, sit next to each other on the bus. "Want a Swedish Fish?" I ask him. "Sure." He says, then kisses my cheek.

University is complicated no matter the circumstances, but for Nick Kotsopoulous it was all that much harder. Leaving her family and all that she'd ever known, she traveled half way across the world for the chance of expanding her horizons by getting her doctorate in English from Yale University. The decision was a hard one to make but her family knew as well as she did that in order for her to get the best education possible and open many doors of opportunity along the way, she must leave her home-country and seek guidance abroad. Young and bright, Nick was immediately accepted into Yale's graduate program with various scholarship offers coming from all directions. She eagerly accepted the school's generosity and barely done with her first degree, she was on the first plane out of the country. Her first year into the degree was a bit rocky; having to adapt to her new surroundings while trying to push down her longings for her family and friends. The school work was extremely interesting however and it kept her busy and distracted for most of the time, especially since she made it her first and most important priority. She was intent on finishing the degree in four years and it seemed like she was on the right track. It helped keep her mind off of those she missed but it also kept her hidden away in her dorm room, away from any company or social life. The lecturers were delighted to have her on their staff, both as a researcher and as an assistant, but after the first year, when they grew to know her better, they became worried. They felt she was too much of a recluse and dedicated herself to her task with too much diligence. Deciding to offer a helping hand, they arranged for her to be saddled with a roommate. Graduate students had the privilege of choosing single rooms and since Nick showed obvious prominence, they were happy to oblige with her request. However, when the time passed and Nick showed no interest in any kind of social life, her friends in the department decided to meddle. "Why am I getting a roommate again?" Nick asked in irritation. She was enjoying her space and was adamant to hold on to it. Besides, she had gotten used to having the entire room to herself and was reluctant to have to deal with any outsider. "Well, there is a shortage of rooms in the dormitory and we are having some problems with a fairly large number of new students. We'll compensate you for this, you can be sure of that. And I further assure you, once we find a more appropriate solution, you'll get your single room again." Said Michael O'brien, the graduate advisor. "Look, I understand about the shortage and all, but aren't there any other single bedrooms you can invade?" Michael suppressed a chuckle, "Nope, sorry. Yours is the last one and we can't put a female student in with a male." He hoped this would satisfy her into accepting the new transfer. They believed the new student would be able to shake Nick out of her self imposed stoicism and bring her into the world of the living. She was new to the university, a third year medical student, who was both sharp in mind and perky in spirit; just the right combination to draw anyone out of their shell. "Why don't you meet her and see for yourself? You might just get along." He offered. Nick sighed deeply, "Fine, it's not like I have any choice, right?" Michael smiled, "Right," and patted her on the back. The next day Nick was introduced to miss perky. She was about 5'4 with shoulder length blonde hair, and sparkling green eyes. Outwardly, she seemed nice enough, but it would take more than that to win Nick over. When the door burst open and the girl started shoveling in her luggage, Nick was, not surprisingly, studying. Raising her head and blinking at the bright light from the outside, she then narrowed her eyes at her new roommate. She wasn't sure if her luggage would even fit into the once single bedroom. The dormitory staff arranged for a second bed to be brought in and placed against the far wall, in front of the door. Next to it, they put a small desk, a wooden library and a compact dresser. On the other side of the room, where Nick's bedroom stood, the furnishings were much the same. The space the girl would now occupy used to be Nick's living room and she was sad to see it go away. After finishing with her luggage, and filling half the room in the process, the blonde bounded over to her bored looking roommate. "Hi, I'm Amy." She offered her hand and smiled charmingly. Nick looked at her suspiciously and got up from her chair. "I'm Nick. And before you get settled I want to clear some ground rules. I really dislike noise, I don't like to be bothered while I'm studying and generally speaking, I don't want parties, friends, loud music or anything of the like brought into this room." With that said, she took the stunned girl's hand in a firm shake and moved to grab a soda from the small mini bar in the corner. Amy slowly got her bearings and said sharply, "I don't tolerate those things either, but especially, I don't like being spoken to with disrespect or condescension. Keep that in mind." Turning around, she went to put her things in order and generally stay out of the overbearing woman's way. That was more than a year ago. Now, there was nothing that could possibly come between those two. In the year they had lived together they became the best of friends as they learned the other's likes and dislikes. They got into a routine that both found perfectly convenient and suitable and no one ever mentioned getting things back to their previous state. It seemed, however, that Nick's friends' plan didn't work out exactly as they had wished. Indeed, Nick began seeing the light of day from time to time, but as fate would have it, Amy was just as studious as Nick. She was at the top of her class and intended on remaining in that spot till the end of her degree. She told Nick in their many conversations how becoming a doctor would be a dream come true for her; how she loved and admired those working in that profession, and how she would gladly sacrifice a few years of her young life for the sake of reaching her goals. They were both dedicated students and found they were content in their role in life. On the other hand, Amy, with her bubbly personality managed to make friends very quickly and was soon swamped with calls and invitations to parties and the like. Even though she was very much into her studies, she had to admit that she wanted to experience the life of a student more fully and wished to go out with her friends and see the things she'd been missing for herself. Every time she was invited to a party, she tried to coax Nick out of her chair and pull her in the direction of the real world. But her many tries usually ended fruitlessly. Nick was even worse than her when it came to her purposefulness. It was morning and the sun was shining brightly when Amy entered the room. She had just come back from class and wanted to have a chat with her best friend. Entering their room, she made her way into Nick's domain, not surprised at finding her leaning over her desk, reading and typing away at her laptop. Sneaking from behind, she placed her hands on Nick's broad shoulders and started massaging them. Nick jumped slightly at the unexpected touch, but quickly relaxed into the soothing hands as they continued to attack her sore muscles. "Hey, you still at it?" "Hey Amy. Yeah, I have to write this paper." "Aww, come on. I want to talk to you for a bit. You can go back to your paper afterwards." Nick looked over her shoulder at Amy, "I'm sorry, babe, but I really have to work on this. It's due in two days and I'm so not on schedule." She took Amy's hand in hers and squeezed apologetically. Amy moved to the side so she could see Nick better and turned her chair around. "Please?" She asked and fluttered her eyelashes prettily. Nick chuckled and shook her head. "You're incorrigible, you know that?" Amy smiled happily and pulled Nick by the hand, leading her into her part of the room. Settling on her bed, she pulled Nick next to her. "Alright, what did you want to talk about?" Nick folded her legs and sat facing Amy. "Nothing specific." Amy shrugged. Nick rolled her eyes; she knew there was something on Amy's mind but she also knew she would probably have to fish it out of her. "Okay...umm, how was class?" She decided to beat around the bush for a little while with the hope that Amy would push her in the right direction. Amy shrugged, "Okay." Nick bit her lip in thought, "Hey, how was your date last night?" She had forgotten all about it. Amy went out on a date last night with a guy she'd been talking about for a while. She hadn't heard her come back but she knew it wasn't before 1am. Amy took a deep breath and said, "Not so great. He turned out to be an asshole." Nick frowned and looked at her in concern, "Why? What happened?" This time Amy took her bottom lip between her teeth and chewed on it thoughtfully, "You promise not to get upset?" Nick became visibly upset with that remark, "How can I not get upset when you ask me such a question? What happened?" Her insides were starting to roil with the possibilities that passed through her head. "After we left the restaurant, he asked if I wanted to go for a walk on the beach and I told him that I was tired and had an early start, so it would probably be best if he just took me home. He seemed alright with that and we left. But then a few miles away from here, he stopped the car on the side of the road and told me he had a really nice time. He leaned over and started kissing me, which was nice at first but then he got more aggressive and I pushed him away. I asked him what he was doing and he said, 'getting what I deserve,' and started mauling me again. I got angry and pushed him hard, managing to open the door in the process and get out of the car. I was shaking with anger and adrenaline and felt like screaming at him at the top of my lungs. But before I could do anything, he pulled the door closed and drove off." Nick couldn't help her reaction, she jumped off the bed and started pacing, gesturing wildly with her hands. "He did what?! That piece of shit! I'm going to freaking kill him!" Amy jumped to her feet and grabbed Nick's hand, pulling her down on the bed again. "Nick, calm down, please. You promised you wouldn't get upset." "No, actually I didn't. How did you get home? Why didn't you call me?" "I walked home. It wasn't very far, only a few miles. And I didn't want to bother you, I knew you had an early start as well." She lowered her head and sniffed. Nick immediately felt like the biggest jerk; here Amy was telling her of her horrifying date and instead of comforting her friend, she was going ballistic. Taking a breath and calming herself down, she gently raised Amy's head to her eye level. Smiling gently, she tucked a few loose strands of hair behind her ear and softly caressed her cheek with her knuckles. "I'm sorry for going crazy on you. I just wish I could kill the little..." She clenched her teeth and murmured the rest of the sentence under her breath. "Amy, you know you can always call me, no matter what. I would have been there in a second. Please, promise me, that if you ever need me, you'll let me know. Okay?" Amy nodded slightly, blonde strands falling back on her face in the process, "I promise." "Okay." Nick smiled and pulled the girl into a soft embrace. Tucking her head under her chin, she caressed the silky hair while drawing soothing circles on her back. As they sat on Amy's bed, holding each other closely, Nick asked, "Do you know where he lives?" Amy chuckled and slapped her side jokingly, "No, and leave it at that. His parents own half the university. Trust me, he's not the kind of person you'd like to mess with. You really don't need that kind of trouble. Besides, I'm fine and you're so sweet for offering to hurt him." She pushed away slightly and smiled. "Any time, kiddo." Nick flashed a lopsided grin and chucked her on the chin lightly. Amy just shook her head and pulled her back into the hug. They spent the rest of the day studying, then in the evening, they watched a movie together on the small TV they had bought for their room. Life was good for the two students and nothing seemed capable of disrupting that perfectly ordered existence. After her horrendous date, Amy stopped going out on dates and instead followed in Nick's footsteps, contending herself in studying and seeing her other friends from time to time. During that period Amy and Nick became even better friends, if that was even possible. Since they spent so much time together they couldn't even imagine themselves spending time apart. All of Amy's friends were positive that something more was going on between the two but kept quiet for fear they could be mistaken. One day, Julia, one of Amy's classmates and study-buddies spilled the secret. "So, you going home with Nick for the holidays?" Amy looked surprised for a minute, thinking the question over, "No. I'm not even sure if she's going home for the holidays. I guess I'll ask her if she'd like to come home with me." "Oh that's nice. Your parents okay with that?" Julia asked nonchalantly, munching on a piece of cold pizza. "Yeah sure. Why wouldn't they be?" Amy looked at her quizzically. Julia shrugged, "Oh, I don't know. Not everybody is cool with all that." Amy knew something was going on since Julia was never that evasive. Usually, you didn't have to do much in order to get a straightforward answer from her. Putting down her own slice of pizza, she asked, "Cool with what? What are you talking about?" Julia swallowed hard, almost choking on an only half chewed piece. Trying to cover up her deer-caught-in-the-headlights look, she attempted a change of subject. "Nothing. So, how's your anatomy going?" Amy narrowed her eyes accusingly, "Smooth, Jules. Now spit it out. What's going on?" Sweating, Julia scratched the back of her neck nervously, "Well...You guys seem awfully close, you know? So naturally, we just thought you were...you know." Amy cocked her head to the side, "No, I don't know. Enlighten me, please. For a doctor to be, you're not being very eloquent or coherent." "Come on, Amy. You know what I'm talking about. You guys look like you're...like you're..." She exhaled loudly before going straight out, "like you're more than friends." "What do you mean? What more can we be?" Amy was truly at a loss; her naiveté apparently getting the better of her. "Amy, you can't be that innocent, can you?" At the blank look on Amy's face, she decided to spell it out for her. "Lovers, Amy. We thought you guys were lovers." Amy nearly choked at the admission. "What?! Why in the world would you think that?" Julia resumed eating, "Well, I'm surprised you didn't figure it out yourself. I mean, neither of you ever goes out, except together, you're absolutely inseparable, you obviously care a lot about each other; there are times that I feel like an intruder when I'm around you two...the sparks are flying so high and bright." Amy was staring blankly, blinking from time to time just to show she was still alive. "But...but, I'm straight, and so is she!" Julia shrugged, "I don't know what to call it. But there's obviously something more going on, and if this is news to you then you are seriously blind. I'm sorry if we were wrong, but we really didn't mean anything by it. We just thought...well, never mind. Please don't be mad at us...at me." She requested meekly. Amy swallowed and shook her head, "No, no, I'm not mad. I'm just...in shock." Julia patted her knee and changed the subject, this time, more successfully. When Amy got back to her room, she was still in a daze. As per usual, Nick was buried in her books and barely looked up when Amy came in. "Hey," she said over her shoulder. Amy flopped herself on her bed and stared at the ceiling, not having heard Nick's greeting. Thoughts were running through her head, colliding with each other, making a mess of her already muddled brain. Julia's words kept echoing in her ears, driving her to distraction. 'Lovers...we thought you were lovers...lovers...lovers...' Without her notice, a tear slid down her cheek. Soon, one was followed by another and she could no longer make herself stop. Nick, who was surprised to hear no answering greeting, rolled her chair around and looked curiously. The sight of Amy flopped on her bed wasn't anything unusual, but her curiosity got the better of her and she got up to investigate. When she got near enough and saw the tears running down her friend's fair cheeks, she thought her heart would beat out of her chest. Dropping to her knees next to Amy's bed, she pulled the pliant body toward her in a hug. "Amy? Honey, what's the matter?" She asked frantically. When the tears wouldn't stop, she simply held her in her arms and rocked her, whispering comforting words into her red tipped ear. Finally, the tears seemed to subside and Amy hiccupped softly. Pulling slightly away, Nick tried to capture her gaze. "Amy? What's wrong, sweetie?" At the loving look she received after her small breakdown, Amy was on the verge of breaking into another bout of tears. She finally saw what her friends had seen all along and wondered how she could have been so blind. She still wasn't sure of her feelings, or of Nick's feelings, but she knew she loved her...deeply. Unwilling to think it over, ponder the consequences, or the implications, Amy decided that for once in her life she would follow her heart, even if it meant throwing caution to the wind. Raising a hand to Nick's worried face, she caressed her cheek gently and pulled her closer, bringing their lips together in the sweetest contact. Nick was surprised for a second, but quickly got her bearings and let herself be enveloped by the sweetest, purest sensation that could possibly be found on earth. The kiss was over way too soon, and they drew apart. Amy was staring into Nick's wide blue eyes, swallowing thickly and trying to form a coherent thought. She didn't know what impelled her to kiss Nick, but she knew she simply had to, there was no doubt about it. And it had felt so good. Still reeling from the intense sensations that were running through her, Nick knew she had to say something, break the tension, but she had nothing...her head was completely empty. "I'm sorry..." Amy began, but then stopped herself. She realized that she wasn't in the least bit sorry. She was very much confused but not sorry at all. She didn't regret the kiss, she was glad it happened and was busy beating herself up for not noticing what was going on sooner. However, she had a feeling that Nick was just as lost as she was, if the look on her face meant anything. "I'm not sorry for the kiss...I'm just sorry I jumped on you like that. Nick, please don't hate me, I just had to find out...see if what they were saying is true." Nick shook her head, "Wait, wait. First of all, I could never hate you, and second, who said what and what brought this on?" Although Nick had always considered herself straight, she had to wonder. She loved Amy dearly and would do anything for her, but she never thought or even considered this option of something more. Perhaps she never considered that because their relationship was so easy, so pure and loving that neither wanted to taint it with something more. But then again, that kiss felt incredible, Nick had to admit. It had felt like her world suddenly burst into life and her heart started beating for the very first time. Moreover, she always enjoyed holding Amy and being near her, and felt like she could kill any person that were to hurt her. She always chucked it up to being overly protective. Deep down, if she took a moment to consider her feelings, she found a kernel of desire whenever she thought about her beautiful friend. She couldn't ignore the fact that she found her extremely attractive, but the possibility never came to mind. Why? She asked herself. Because we just never considered that a possibility between us, she thought quietly; we never gave this a chance. Amy gazed into Nick's face, watching as the emotions swept over her beautiful features. Since day one, she thought her roommate was one of the most attractive women she'd ever seen. That was the reason she wondered at first why Nick never dated, or got out. In time, she learned of her utmost dedication and came to know her on many deeper levels. Why have we never thought about it? Maybe we have and it just didn't register in our consciousness. We are perfect for each other, but what does that mean? What does it say about us? "Julia said some things to me this afternoon that made me think." Amy said eventually. "More like made you cry. What happened?" "She kind of took me by surprise. We talked about the upcoming holidays and one thing led to another and she said they all thought we were spending the holidays together because they thought we were together...as...more than friends." She finished quietly, still a bit shy about discussing the subject. Nick took a deep breath and released it slowly, unconsciously brushing the blonde hair out of Amy's eyes. "They did, huh? Well, I can't say I blame them really." Amy looked startled for a moment, "You knew? You thought about it too? Why didn't you say something?" Nick raised her hands in defense, "No, no...I didn't mean that. I've never even considered it, to tell you the truth, but now, hearing it from you, it makes a lot of sense. I guess I would have thought the same thing if I weren't in the middle of this." Amy lowered her gaze, "Yeah, I guess you're right. So, what do we do now?" She practically begged in a tiny whisper. Nick shrugged, "Anything you want. If I'm not mistaken, this is kind of new to both of us and it obviously hit you hard. I think we just need a little time to think things over and see where we go from there." Amy nodded, "Yeah, sounds like a plan. We'll talk though, right?" Nick smiled lovingly, "Of course we will. This changes nothing for me. It only adds to what I've already been feeling." Amy answered with a brilliant smile of her own, "For me too." Amy pulled herself up and sat on the edge of the bed. Nick stood in front of her and took her in a tight hug. Amy laid her head on Nick's flat stomach, squeezing for all her worth. Nick bent down and placed a gentle kiss on the top of Amy's head before stepping out of the embrace and heading back to her own part of the room. "Will you be okay?" She asked after a moment. "Yeah, don't worry." Said Amy and resumed her prone position. A week passed with both quite busy with papers and class material. Both kept thinking about the change of events and mulling over their possibilities. The holidays seemed closer than ever and decisions had to be made. Their relationship hadn't suffered but their usual intimacy seemed to be missing. Their touches seemed to be briefer and scarcer than ever, and school work was pushing them further away from each other, making them feel very lonely even when they were both in the room. Their friends immediately noticed the change but no one said a word. Julia was still beating herself up for messing with her friends' relationship by opening her big mouth. Consequently, she tried to steer clear of the two as much as possible. Generally, the situation was slowly becoming unbearable and they knew it was time to talk. "I think we need to talk." Amy told Nick, who was in her usual position in front of her desk. "I think so too." Nick got up and went to Amy's side of the room. Instead of taking a seat in her usual spot on Amy's bed, she grabbed a chair and pulled it closer. Amy took a shaky breath and bit her bottom lip. "What's happened to us? We said nothing was going to happen, that if anything, it will be better. And look at us now. We can't even sit together like we used to. For the past week, we barely spoke two words to each other and I barely even saw you. This is what I was afraid would happen. We're drifting apart and I hate this!" Cried Amy, pearly tears flowing down her cheeks. Nick could never stand seeing someone cry, especially her best friend. Getting off the chair, she walked over to the bed and sat on the edge, pulling Amy toward her. "I'm so sorry. I'm such a jerk. I never meant for this to happen either but things seemed to get out of hand. We've both been busy this week and on top of it all, I've had some hard time in a couple of my classes and having all these thoughts running through my head sure hasn't helped anything." Nick ran her fingers soothingly through Amy's hair, brushing her cheek on the crown of her head. "I'm sorry, this has been hard and trying on the both of us. You're not a jerk, I'm just over sensitive." Nick snorted, "Nah, you?" Amy slapped her stomach playfully. "So, what are we going to do?" Nick cleared her throat in thought. "Well, I think it would be best if we give this a try and if it doesn't work, I would like for us to remain friends." Amy looked up at her, "Similarly to what happened this week?" Nick grimaced slightly, "Look Amy, I love you, you know that. You're my vest friend and I would do anything for you, and that is something that would never change, no matter what. I want to give this a try between us because I believe that something so beautiful doesn't come around too often, and I wouldn't want to regret it for the rest of my life. If this doesn't work out, I swear to you that this week was not a model for the 'what if' scenario. It will hurt, I'm positive about that, but it will never change the way I feel for you." "I think you're right. I don't want to regret anything about this, about us. I want to try and see what happens. For once, I'd like to leave things up to fate and step back to enjoy whatever it throws my way." Nick smiled and after a brief pause, lowered her head to kiss Amy's sweet lips. The kiss started out gently, softly exploring the lips of the other. Soon, that wasn't enough and the kiss grew deeper; a movement of tongues sensually seeking the warmth of the other. They caressed each other for a few minutes, delighting in the sweet torture that was their kiss. And then, they broke apart. Trying to catch their breaths, they looked at each other silently. "Would you like to go out with me?" Asked Nick sweetly. Amy bit her bottom lip, still tasting Nick's unique flavor, "As on a date?" Nick smiled, "Yes, smarty pants, as on a date." "Hmm...let me think about it." She pretended to think for a moment but then started giggling uncontrollably when Nick jumped her and started tickling. "Okay, okay, I'll go out with you...please...stop...Oh God...I'm gonna pee...stop..." It was Friday night and the girls were getting ready for their first date. Neither wanted to be seen by the other, so they hid all day, each on her side of the room, separated by a curtain that was put up as a divide. At 8pm sharp, they were both ready and anxious. Nick stepped out of her room, dressed in tight blue jeans and a blue sweater that hugged her curves in all the right places. She was stunned mute for a second when her eyes captured Amy. Amy was wearing a white button-down blouse with a pair of beige chinos and golden pumps. Her hair was pulled up allowing a few strands to curl around her face. "You're stunning." Nick finally said, finding her voice. Amy blushed, "Thank you, so are you." "Shall we, Milady?" Nick bowed at the waist and opened the door for her. They had a nice long dinner at a quiet restaurant on the beach, then went to catch the late show at the cinema. It was past midnight by the time they got back. Nick unlocked the door to their room and allowed Amy to enter first. Standing with her back to the closed door, Nick smiled. "Thank you for a lovely evening. I had a great time." Amy smiled in return, "Me too. Would you like to come in?" She asked jokingly. Nick chuckled. "Sure, don't mind if I do." Taking off their jackets, Amy went to sit on the bed and Nick grabbed her chair. They gazed at each other for a few moments, both were silent. There was a kind of tension in the air that was inexplicable to them. They had done this a million times over and yet, it had never even come close. Nick finally broke the silence. "You really are breathtaking tonight, even more so than usually. I'm glad we decided to do this." "Thank you. I'm glad we decided to do this too. By far, it was the best date I've ever had." They smiled at each other and Nick couldn't help herself, leaning forward and capturing Amy's soft lips with her own. The kiss steadily grew more heated, as their tongues requested entrance into not so long ago forbidden territories. Someone moaned but neither was curious enough to stop and investigate. Before they knew what was happening, Nick had Amy on her back, caressing every inch of exposed skin while trying to uncover more. Nick trailed her hot kisses to Amy's straining throat, licking at a forming bead of sweat. Her hands were busily trying to undo the buttons on her blouse, her lips soon reaching her more than enticing cleavage. When her tongue touched the edge of Amy's breast, Amy gasped and pulled back. "Wait, wait, please..." Nick immediately backed away, stopping her ministrations, but keeping her position on top. They were both breathing hard and words were coming out with difficulty. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?" Amy shook her head, "No, I'm just...I just got a little nervous." Nick brushed the hair off Amy's forehead, "I'm sorry for scaring you. Do you want to stop?" Nick didn't want to stop but she would have done anything Amy asked of her, even if it included physical pain on her part. Swallowing, Amy said, "No, I don't want to stop. Let's just go slow, okay?" Nick smiled and kissed her glistening forehead, "Of course, baby." Everything seemed to come so naturally to them; it was almost as though they had done it a thousand times over. The caresses continued at a more leisurely pace and this time Nick waited for Amy's signals, allowing her to get accustomed to the new experiences. She didn't venture forward until she was positive that it was exactly as Amy wanted it. Their clothes were soon scattered on the floor around the bed as they lay together, skin on skin, touching and tasting every part of the other's body. Amy spread her legs to accommodate Nick's body and groaned when her core encountered her silky thigh. Slowly, sensually, they started moving in sync, rocking against each other in the age-old dance. Sweat made their bodies glide with ease, the friction causing great heat to rise and engulf them. The only sounds in the room were of heavy breathing and the occasional sensual moan. Nick pushed herself up on her forearm, sneaking her hand in between their undulating bodies. Amy grabbed hold of her biceps when Nick's hand made contact. When she delved inside the heat, Amy couldn't hold onto a deep groan that sought to escape. Her nails dug into Nick's muscles when her thrusts became too intense. Raising her knee to make contact with Nick's center, they rocked against each other in a continued momentum. The pleasure was almost too great for them to hold. Amy's moans grew louder in pitch as Nick strained harder against her body. The bed shook with the strength of their thrusts. Finally, they fell over the precipice together; Amy arching her neck and biting into the skin of Nick's shoulder, and Nick groaning with pleasure and pain. The room was silent again as they tried to catch their breaths, reveling in the sweet afterglow. Nick covered Amy's smaller body almost completely, and fearing she might be suffocating the girl, she rolled to the side. Leaning over, she placed a gentle kiss on her brow, then on her temple, and finally on her lips, until Amy opened her eyes. Amy licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, causing a shiver to run through Nick's frame. "That was...incredible." "Yes, yes it was. You're incredible." Nick added. "You don't regret this, do you? Or think that it was a mistake?" Amy shook her head slowly, still trying to snap out of her dreamy state, "Not one bit. If there is something I regret, it's not doing this beforehand." Nick chuckled and pulled Amy's naked body closer. Nick's eyes fell shut and she was half asleep by the time Amy spoke her next words. "You know, I don't usually do this...have sex on the first date. I hope you don't think I'm easy." Amy admonished jokingly, half asleep herself. Nick's lips turned up into a lopsided smirk, "Don't worry, baby, I'll still respect you in the morning." She chuckled when her side was pinched. Kissing the still damp forehead once more, she pulled Amy's pliant body on top of her and they fell into a deep, contended sleep.

So I'm Sam Lastorene. I'm a junior at WhiteCap high school in Phoenix Arizona. I'm 6'5" about 230 pounds with a tan skin because I'm Italian. I guess you could say I'm the typical "jock" but I don't act all douche baggy or push kids into lockers or stuff like that. I was just born naturally a pretty good athlete. I've played Varsity baseball and football here for all three years and hope to get a four year varsity letter when I graduate. I come from a pretty normal family, I have a 24 year old sister, my mom and my dad are still together and I have a dog, his names Leon. My dad's an international sales representative for Dyson vacuums and my mom is a professor at the University of Arizona, so I guess you could say we're not struggling that much when it comes to surviving. My sister is off working for some company that works with providing better education for poverty ridden schools, I don't know all the details about what she does though. So anyway back to my life, it's only December and even though we're in Arizona we don't play games on the diamond year round. December through March is our conditioning and it usually just consists of hitting in the cages, pitching, running, lifting and stretching. After a while you get used to it and it's not as hard for you, so you get to enjoy it and have more relaxed conditioning days. My classes I take are boringly easy and I don't mean to sound cocky but honestly they are too easy. I sit there all hour just thinking about getting into the cages after school and getting better. Once that 7th hour bell rings I get out of school and walk to my car, I have a 2012 Jeep Compass that my dad bought me for my 17th birthday, I think it was a little extreme, but what the hell. I grab my equipment and head to the separate indoor school building where we do all of the extra curricular activities like baseball, track and basketball. My two best friends Kane and Michael are already in there stretching and I was shocked to see how fast they got in there. Everyday as we go through our stretches the track team casually makes it's way into the locker rooms and gets changed. It seemed like there were a lot more runners this year than the previous teams. I hop in the cage and I take 10 or so cuts and hop out while Kane cycles through and I step out into the gymnasium and watch the runners boringly run around an ovular track above us. But as I'm turning back to walk into the cages my eye catches this runner that I've never seen before in the gym, never seen at all as a matter of fact. I turn back around to watch as she takes the curve around one of the ends and fall in a trance of amazement as I watch her beautiful body take perfectly distanced strides as her ass moved perfectly with each plant of her foot. She didn't look young enough to be a freshman or old enough to be a senior so I was confident in guessing she was a sophomore or junior. I watched again as she took another turn around the end of the track and fell back into reality when she stopped to take a breather, while I was back on earth I noticed she had on a pink sports bra that perfectly held her (what I'm guessing) C cup tits, a pair of pink skin tight Nike pro combat spandex that could barely hold her perfectly shaped tan ass. I was actually in shock because I've never seen a white girl with such an amazing ass before. It was literally perfect. On her feet she had black calf high socks with a pair of white air maxes. As she started to run again the blondish brown hair in her pony tail began to bounce along the same rhythm as her heavenly ass. "Sam...SAM!" I snapped back into reality just in time for Kane to tell me it was my turn in the rotation to hit but I really couldn't stay concentrated. I hit as fast as I could and came out to find the track practice was over and the runners had left, but I knew she went to this school and I was bound and determined to find her. The next day I was so excited to go to school to figure out who this beauty from above was and I spent the first couple hours asking some track team members if they knew who I was talking about, finally my friend Losey on the team told me her name was Mallory Carstaccione. I became even more excited because from the sound of her last name that means she was Italian and I've never seen such an insanely hot Italian woman before. I asked him what class she would be coming out of after this hour and I rushed to the third floor to see if he was right, he was. As students began rushing out of Mr. Otis's World History, I see her making her way out of the room, as she stepped out of the doorway she saw me and said "Whoa, who are you?" in a sly tone with a slight smile. "I'm Sam, I saw you running yesterday and I was totally in awe with how beautiful you were." Now I know that might have been a little straightforward but it must've worked because she giggled. As I said this I noticed that she was only about 5'4" but the most perfect 5'4" I've ever seen and all I could imagine was her bouncing on my cock while I hold her up. How rude of me. "Aw well thanks, I've never seen you around." I said. "Well yeah...I kinda just transferred from Florida, my parents wanted me to better myself." I'm not totally sure what she meant by that so I just kept the conversation going. I walked her to her 4th hour class which was Advanced Physics 2. I have that class 1st hour and told her that all we did was watch a movie. I said bye and we parted ways for the time being. As I walk to my 4th hour which is English I see my girlfriend Paige smile at me as I walk in the classroom and as I sit down. Until I saw Mallory, Paige has always been the most beautiful girl in my life. She's a senior, about 5'7" she's a gymnast and softball player, perfectly toned with a tan skin, C almost D cup tits, with an ass and a set of legs that is unimaginable. She had on a pair of Yogas that ended at her calves and a pair of Nike free runs with a V-Neck that barely kept her chest in. "Hey babe, what took you so long?" She asked suspiciously. "Ohhh, I had kind of a bathroom emergency out of no where." Now that was probably the lamest excuse I've ever given, but Paige was a blonde, and even though she's extremely smart, she can be quite oblivious sometimes. So she shrugged it off and we went on with class. All that was going through my head was Mallory's ass bouncing as she ran around the track with her perfectly elevated tits moving up and down. Paige had to keep flicking me to break out of the trance I was in. "Wow you must not have gotten much sleep last night." She said confidently. "Yeah I guess..." I coughed. As school ended, I went through my same routine and made my way to the locker room, my equipment was already there from the day before so I just grabbed it and headed to the Cap. (our separate building) As I walk in I caught Mallory coming out of the locker room pulling down her now blue colored sports bra over the bottom of her tits, I swear drool came out of my mouth but I must've caught it before anyone saw, she had on Pink combat spandex on today with a way tighter than the day before sports bra. My eyes were literally glued. I didn't know how I was going to make it through the next two years without getting with this girl. But I knew Paige wouldn't be too appreciative of that. Obviously. The whole practice between my cage time I would step out and watch her run, every time she took the curve shed look at me and smile and I guiltily smiled back. When practice ended and I made my way to the locker room, just as I was about to step through the door I felt a tug on my shirt. I turned around and of course, it was Mallory. I had to look down to see her as she smiled and said "Heyyyy Sammmmm..." with a really cute smile, "Do you need something?" I said nicely with a half smile, but a little wearily. "Yeah I do." She said sternly and pushed me into the locker room, pretty roughly for a girl her size I must say. She called to see if anyone was in there, turned the light on, and then locked the door behind her. "Whoa there, come on now you know I have a girlfriend." I knew she'd look at my Twitter or Facebook so I know she saw my relationship status. I felt like that was necessary to say even though I had the most attractive girl I've ever seen rubbing her warm, smooth, moist thigh on my cock through my thin layered shorts as she rubbed my chest. "Yeah, so, what's, your, point,?" She said with a kiss of my chest between each word. "Fuck it, I don't have one." I mumbled. I picked her up immediately and put her up against the wall. Her hand slid down and took a firm grip on my cock. I reached up and slid my hands behind her and slid her bra off over her head letting her tits explode freely from underneath the smooth material. I threw it across the room and put my lips to her tits and started sucking on her perfectly pink and round nipples. She grabbed my hair as I alternated between nipples licking her cleavage between sucks. As I sucked my cock got harder and harder as I felt my pre cum start to dribble out and make it's way through my shorts to her hand. She slid down off the wall as she licked the pre cum off of her fingers and started massaging my cock through my shorts as I thrusted a little to pleasure myself. After about 2 minutes of licking and biting my cock through my shorts she pulled down my waistband to release my most prized possession. "Holy fucking shit." She whispered. "This is fucking amazing." I thought to myself, what a dirty mouth on such a beautiful girl, I hope she knows how to use it. And oh boy did she. She pulled my shorts all the down to my ankles and rested her head against the wall behind her, I wobbled forward and put just the head of my cock within her tongues reach. She stuck it out and began to swirl around my throbbing tip as she got it moist and smooth with the warm saliva that came from behind her perfect teeth. I kept scooting progressively farther forward as more and more of my cock became engulfed in a sea of warm flowing saliva. I put my hands on the side of her head and thrusted and thrusted with every thrust her head hitting the wall harder and harder each time as a louder moan came from her as her head bounced off the wall. (Now Paige and I have been arguing the last few months so I haven't gotten much action from her, so you can imagine how good this was, I also probably wouldn't last long) Her moans matched the rhythm of mine and just as she started to gag I pulled out of heavens cave as thick spit fell off my shaft , she gripped my cock with both hands, jerked it for a few seconds while it rested on her tits, just then I felt the tenseness build up and shot rope after rope of thick cum all over her tits watching them shake as my cum splashed into them, she raised my cock so it pointed up towards her face as my cum landed onto her face, amazed at how she kept a beautiful smile on her face the whole time, and into her mouth as she swallowed every single drop, besides the streams that were stuck to her. After a good 13 streams of cum, she collapsed to sitting on her ass and sat there in shock as to what just happened. The white fluid continued to drip from her head to her tits and from her tits to her thighs and pussy. I didn't think I could cum as much as I did. My cock was still throbbing and dripping cum, she crawled over and said "Let me clean you off." Before I could say anything, not that I'd want to, she slid my cock into her mouth just as another shot came out. "Are you fucking kidding me? God damn you needed that, you may have a girlfriend but she isn't fucking treating you right that's for sure." She said as she licked the last drop off of my tip. She couldn't have been more accurate with that statement. Now I really didn't know what I was going to do with Paige, I was contemplating telling her, and just letting it go by like nothing happened, but this was honestly a huge deal and I couldn't just let it slide. I went to bed that night extremely happy but I felt extremely guilty, and as if it couldn't get any worse, right before I was about to drift off into dreams, my phone went off, it was a text from Mallory. "I had fun today;) I'll talk to you tomorrow:)" I didn't respond, I really didn't know what I was going to do. All of you reading are probably yelling at your screen saying "What the fuck is your problem? This girl wants to fuck you and you're not taking advantage." Now I understand where you're coming from but you don't know Paige, when it comes to sex, Paige is what you could call fucking amazing in bed, and I wasn't just going to let that slip away. But I knew what I had with Mallory wasn't something I wanted gone either.

Moms Delemia Tuesday morning started off like any other Tuesday for Gail and her son Terry. Terry was your average sixteen year old boy who was always attempting to cop a feel of his mother’s ample breasts or butt. She had been divorced for almost four years and frankly any man’s attentions was welcome. Gail was 38 years old; she had shoulder length dirty blond hair. Over the years she had put on a few extra pounds from her original 120lbs she started at, as her friends joked with her the extra twenty pounds was all in her tits. At 5’1” with a set of 40d she had no trouble turned heads. Terry her son was short, 5’4” about 160lbs with an average build. He did how ever have raging hormones and constantly would steal a pair of his mother’s panties and jack off several times in them before putting them in the laundry. Terry left for school and Gail went to do a load of laundry, as she separated the dirty clothes, she noticed two pairs of her panties were stuck together. After inspecting them she realized they were covered with cum, her sons cum. She smelled the panties the odor of cum was intoxicating to her. Her tongue darted out she gently licked the cum deposit in her panties. Her pussy was getting wetter as she continued to lick the cum stain. She thought how wonderful it would be to get fresh cum directly out of his cock instead of waiting for it to get cold. She had always loved the taste of cum, more so when it was warm the fact she hadn’t had any in almost 12 years was clouding her judgment today. She sat in the kitchen thinking this afternoon she would just go to Terry room when he got home from school ask him if he’d like a blow job. No sixteen-year-old boy would refuse a request from their mom of that nature. She shook her head and realized what she was thinking with her pussy, I’ve got to get to work cleaning this house and stop thinking about this went through her mind. For the next few hours she tried to occupy herself with chores, but her mind kept drifting back to the cum stained panties. At 1:30 she heard the back door; Terry had apparently taken the early bus home and brought his friend Carl. As she entered the kitchen, the boys were seated at the kitchen table with pie and soda. “Hi mom,” she smiled “Hi guys do you need anything else?” Carl’s eyes were fixed on her tits while Terry was staring at her crotch. “No thanks moms were good for now, after we eat were going to my room to work on our project for school.” She stayed in the kitchen making small talk; she would shake her tits every time Carl or Terry would fix their eyes on them. Finally, they finished and headed to Terries room. After cleaning the kitchen she headed upstairs to shower and relax a bit before she was too start dinner. After her shower she walked into her room, she paused at her dresser, she opened her third draw which container her sexiest underwear. She ***********ed a yellow French cut lace panties and matching pushup bra. Now for a pair of tight jeans a peasant blouse with the first three buttons open. She looked at herself with a wicked smile, I should be able to give them both raging hardons in this, that through went through her mind. She headed down the hall, as she past Terries room she heard muffled talking. She passed his room she entered the spare bedroom next to his room. The closet in that room was directly behind his computer desk so she could hear their entire conversation. She heard Terry and Carl talking about someone named Caroline, she was a MILF. They were both discussing how she had sex with them both last week. Terry told Carl “I came six times and all six times were in her,” Carl laughed “yeah man she really enjoys cum I’m just the guy to give it to her too.” They talked about her cock sucking ability, then what she heard next both shocked and excited her. “Terry I’d sure like to give your mom five or six spurts of my nut cream specials.” Terry responded, “only if I can have sloppy seconds and the first ass fucking.” Gail felt flushed, excited and shocked that her son and his friend wanted to have sex with her. “Hey Terry, does she have a bush?” “I’m not sure she keeps covered up most of the time.” “Man I love creaming in a pussy covered with bush.” Suddenly she realized her pussy was very moist, her nipples were hard, she was totally excited at the prospect of getting fresh cum. She backed out of the room and headed for the kitchen flushed with sexual excitement. In the kitchen she made herself Vodka on the rocks and drank it down in two gulps, she poured another, my god I’ve got to get my mind out of the gutter, now what about dinner. She called up to Terry, “honey is Carl staying for dinner?” There was no answer as she was about to yell again, she heard Terry in at the top of the stares. “Mom can Carl stay over for the rest of the week?” It was a strange request; she looked at him and asked, “sure but why?” “His mom and dad are having trouble at home this way he’s not in the middle of their fighting, we’ve already told them he can stay and they’re fine with it if it’s ok with you?” She thought about it for a minute “sure he can stay; we’ll have pizza tonight ok?” In the kitchen she sat thinking now I’ll have two horny boys in the house for a whole week, wow! She poured herself her third drink and call for the food. Twenty minutes later the food arrived they were in the kitchen eating. Gail was feeling a bit woozy after her third vodka. Terry looked at his mother ‘you ok mom?” “Yes darling just a bit tired.” The two boys looked at each other Terry asked, “mom do you think we could have a beer?” Without thinking she blurred out “sure honey please make me another vodka on the rocks.” They all sat in the den talking about school and what the boys were doing. Terry got up three times he got beer for him and Carl and Gail had another vodka. Gail looked at her watch, it was 7:45 she was very mellow from the vodka and super horny from hearing their conversation. She realized her blouse was still open to the third button which left the top of her ample bosom exposed. She knew the boys were now openly staring at her tits. Gail spoke “Terry today at the market as I walked past two stock clerks I heard one say to the other I’d really like to bust a nut or two or three in her. What were they talking about?” Terry and Carl sat their staring at her with their mouths open. “Terry, Carl do you know what they were talking about?” Finally, Carl responded “Mrs. A they were being rude don’t pay any attention.” She smiled at Carl, “Carl when were here in the house alone will you please call me Gail?” Carl looked at Terry “sure thing Gail.” “Now guys what exactly is busting a nut? Is it something good or fun?” Both boys exchanged glances finally Terry spoke. “Yes, mom it’s a good thing it’s a lot of fun for sure.” Now Gail gave him a look “but what exactly is it?” Now Terry shot Carl a look, they nodded to each other, “Mom when two people are having sex and the girl tells the guy to bust his nut she’s telling him to cum in her mouth, ass or pussy.” “Oh wow, so that’s a good thing after all.” Both boys sat their smiling at her. “OK but three nuts isn’t that a lot of cum?” Now Carl joined in, “heck no Gail I can usually bust five or six good size loads a day. If I haven’t jerked off in a couple of days I can cum seven or eight times, the first couple of loads are very full sized.” Terry jumped in “yeah man, remember Caroline’s pussy after she got our first two nuts in her.” Both boys high fived each other and looked at Gail. Gail sat in silence for a couple of moments her pussy was wet, she was super horny, so she pressed on. “Who is Caroline a girl at school?” They exchanged glance, “not exactly mom she is the lady around the corner that Carl does her lawn.” “Terry she’s my age.” “That’s right mom, both Carl and I love older women they are so much better than the girls at school. They know exactly what they want, they are happy to tell you.” Now Gail was sexually supercharged, they liked older women, “I have a few questions for you two.” Both boys exchanged glances, Carl spoke “oh Gail what?” She took a deep breath, “first have you jerked off today? Second when was the last time you did jerk off? Third, how many nuts did you bust in Caroline and where did you put them, and lastly am I as sexy as she is?” Carl smiled, “ok first neither of us has jerked off today. I haven’t cum in four days. Between both of us she received 12 nuts she got four in her pussy four in her ass and she swallowed four loads down her throat, and lastly you are was hotter than her. You are a super-hot MILF.” Gail rose up on shaky legs, “gentleman I’m going upstairs, please shut off the TV, lights and lock the doors.” Once in her bedroom she sat on the bed thinking, this could be a once in a lifetime opportunity to get sex on a regular basis with no strings. It is my son and his friend, but young men have staying power if their telling the truth they probably cum in quarts. She stripped off her blouse and jeans, the sexy bra and panties looked great on her. There was a sizable wet spot in her panties but so what. She made up her mind. She listened at her door as she heard them come up and go into his bedroom. Once the door closed, she put on six inch yellow heels and headed for the bedroom door. She knocked twice and then just walked in. “Hi guys what do you think of the outfit?” Both boys took several pictures before she could say anything; she shrugged and gave them a couple of sexy poses. “Gail how big are your tits?” asked Carl “Well baby their 40d do you like the way they look?” “I’d like them a whole lot better if they were bouncing freely.” Said Carl “Really well then let’s get the girls out for you. It appears both of you have nice big cocks too.” Terry spoke up “mom my cock is 7” and Carl is almost 8”. Gail hesitated for a moment, “Terry, Carl I don’t want my pictures all over the internet. Secondly this must stay between the three of us or there could be big trouble. If that’s good with you I’m in for some serious nut busting.” The boys smiles and patted the bed for Gail to come sit between them. No sooner had she sat down then the boys very skillfully unclipped her bra. Gail grabbed the cups as the bra came loose; she smiled and tossed the bra on the floor. Her nipples were already rock hard, “Mom have you ever had your nipples sucked by two different guys at the same time?” “No baby but I sure hope I’m about to experience it.” The guys went to work on her nipples, the sensation it caused was exhilarating. The guys stopped “Gail please sit up,” She did as Carl asked. She felt their hands on the elastic waist band of her panties as they slowly pulled them over her hips until they were finally removed. “Gail give us a big spread please; wow you have a great bush.” For a moment she felt embarrassment but she spread wide “I’m glad you like it Carl.” Carl got between her legs she felt his tongue on her throbbing clit. Terry went back to work sucking her nipples. The sexual stimulation Carl was giving her clit was causing her to shudder with small orgasms every few minutes. She was pressing her mound into his face as if she was humping his tongue. Finally, she spoke out loud, “Carl for heaven’s sake will you please fuck me now!” Carl moved his cock to the entrance of her pussy he gently rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit. “Carl baby just go slowly it’s been a very long time since I had a nice big cock in her.” Carl gave a slight push the head of his cock was in her pussy, it felt wonderful. As he pushed deeper into her pussy her muscles started to contract around his cock the feeling was exhilarating. Carl was deep in her now, she had never had a cock that deep in her. She felt the head at her cervix, he hesitated for a split second then pushed on, he was ball deep in her she was moaning with pleasure. “Pump me baby, pound my pussy.” Carl did as he was told, Gail moaned, she pushed her mound up to meet every downward thrust he gave her. His speed was increasing, she was moaning. Carl leaned close to her “Tell me where to bust my nut Gail,” She pulled him tight too her chest, spreading he legs a little wide and yelled “Carl baby bust that nut deep in my pussy please.” A few seconds later she felt a huge orgasm overtake her, uggggggggg she was moaning and crying. Carl stiffened cum erupted from deep in his balls; it flowed out of his cock into her waiting pussy. The sensation of feeling warm cum flowing into her caused her to have another violent orgasm. Her entire body convulsed with ecstasy as she moaned fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk meeeeeeeeeee. She felt his cock pumping cum for at least six spurts before it stopped. Carl kissed her on the mouth, “you have a great pussy Gail.” “Well thank you sir I hope you have every intention of using it on a regular basis.” He kissed her again he nodded yes. He rolled off now Terry mounted her, his cock slipped easily into her sloppy wet pussy which had started to leak out pussy juice and cum. His cock wasn’t as long as Carl’s, but it was wider, “baby I’m sorry you get sloppy seconds but I’ll do everything I can to make it wonderful.” She pulled Terry to her chest and held him tight. His cock kept up a steady rhythm; she felt the sensation of the small shudders deep in her pussy. She realized she was going to have another violent screaming orgasm, sure enough just before she orgasmed he stiffen a large flow of cum erupted from deep within his balls and out his cock she dug her nails into his back, pushed her heels up she pressed deep onto his ass her toes curled she screamed with animal pleasure ugggggggggggg fuckkkkkkkk fuckkkkkkkkk as they orgasmed together. She was crying with delight, she had her face in his neck, she whispered in his ear, “You know you can have my pussy anytime you want it baby.” Terry rolled off and she sat up to see what they wanted now. “Mom get the lube I’m going to fuck you ass good and deep.” “The lube is in my bedroom guys I’ll go get it, Terry honey just for the record my ass is virgin so be gentle.” She stood to go to get the lube, “hey Gail put your panties on, this way when you walk, you’ll keep most of the cum in you and what does leak out we can see in a picture it’s really hot.” She laughed put on her panties, she went for the lube. Upon returning to the room as she entered both guys high fived each other they started taking pictures. She stopped in her tracks “what guys?” They both pointed to her crotch, there was a huge wet cum stain; it was obvious she had been fucked as cum was leaking out of the panties down her legs. She smiled “anyone needs to bust a nut?” Terry took the lube and went to work on her ass hole. Carl smiled at him “hey Terr, think she’s a dp girl?” For a moment Terry looked dazed then he smiled “do you remember the first time we dp Caroline?” “Do I ever now she wants it on a regular basis.” “Let’s treat her to it.” Terry nodded his agreement. Gail stood in the room a bit confused. Carl lay on the bed and smiled “Gail would you swallow my cock with that wonderful pussy please.” She pulled her panties down and mounted him she started a slow movement up and down, Carl pulled her close to him, “Gail get those tities on my chest they feel wonderful.” Now she was working his cock deep in her pussy, suddenly she felt Terry’s cock push into her ass hole. There was a slight pressure and in it went. Gail’s eyes shot wide open, she groaned “just stay as you both are for a minute, I need to get accustomed to this.” After a few seconds she started to rock her body back and forth slowly, the boys pushed more cock into both holes. Before long they were both balls deep she was moaning with a sexual high she had never experienced. Gail couldn’t believe the sexual sensations she was feeling, she knew in a short time her body would explode in a wild orgasm. She could feel their cocks pushing deep in her, their cocks separate only by a thin membrane. Their pace has increased; she was thrashing like a wild animal. She knew it wouldn’t be long before she came. She felt Terry stiffen he push deep into her bowels, from deep in his balls cum once again erupted out of his cock into her bowels. Terry cumming in her ass made her shudder violently “oh fuckkkkk she started cumming, just then Carl stiffen a huge flow of cum was being pumping into her pussy. She screamed, uggggggg fuckkkkkkkkkk with pleasure it was so intense she almost lost consciousness. It took several minutes for all three of them to regain their composure. She looked at the two of them lying there, “I must tell you both something that was the most intense sexual experience I’ve ever had in my entire life. Would it be ok if we did it again in a few minutes?” Another high five, they changed positions “wow you guys are ready to do me again great,” again she was dp’d. After her second screaming dp causing her to have several orgasms they lay there for a while covered with sweat and cum. Gail looked at them “guys I’m going to get a warm washrag to clean both of your wonderful cocks.” Carl looked at her “panties Gail, always wear the panties.” She giggled put her panties on headed for the bathroom. She returned with the warm cloths, as she entered both guys stared taking pictures, “turn around Gail let’s see you unvirginal ass. She giggled and gave them several great shot. As she lay down next to them Carl took the camera “Gail would you like to see some hot pictures?” “I sure do sir.” After reviewing at least, a dozen photos of her wet stained panties she had to admit the pictures were hot. She realized she looked hot with cum leaking down her legs from ass and pussy. In the pose she had struck you could see her 40ds swinging about which just added to the moment. As she started to clean there cocks she was amazed they were both getting hard again. “Wow you guys are hard already.” Carl smiled at her “Gail it’s time to see how good a cock sucker you are.” She gave them a sexy smile then she went to work sucking the hard cock. It took several minutes of her slowly sucking Carl’s cock before she was rewarded with a large mouthful of warm cum, it took two swallows to get it all down, but she got every drop. After sucking Terry and swallowing another large load of cum the three lay in bed relaxing. She asked if the guys had intentions of fucking her tomorrow, since they were half asleep, she cuddled up to Terry and fell asleep. The alarm went off at 6:15 and both boys jumped up and headed for the shower. She looked around, she realized she was covered with cum, not only her bottom half but down to her knees. Her tits, chin, cheeks and hair all had cum on them too. She put on a robe and headed for the kitchen. She didn’t clean the cum off her so they could see the results of last night. Breakfast was on the table as they entered, “Gail I like the look, it appears you had a good time last night.” “I had a great time last night I wanted you to go to school with the thought of me covered in your cum.” They both ate then headed for the bus stop, see you later mom she heard as they left. Gail took a hot bath and lounged around the house most of the day. At 2:30 she put on green tight boy shorts a green bra and green heels. A pair of short shorts and a pullover t-shirt she went to the kitchen. At 3 Terry walked in alone. “Where’s Carl honey?” “His parents came to the school today they took him home; he told me he’d call me later.” They both looked at each other, finally Gail spoke. “Terry honey the other night was wonderful; I don’t think I’ve ever had better sex .If you want, I’m your pussy or nut busting girl or whatever you want to call me. I just don’t want the sex to stop.” Terry smiled “that’s great mom from now on your Terries cum slut, are you ok with that?” “Honey I’m guess I’m ok with it, secretly I think I’ve always wanted to be someone's cum slut.” “That’s great my friends Al and Gary saw the pictures of you in your panties after the second dp, he almost popped a nut there in the hallway.” “Really I thought the pictures were for you and Carl?” “No way were not going to put them online but if a couple of my friends need to pop a nuts you and Caroline are the girls. We called Caroline earlier and she agreed to a party at her house Saturday night. You can call her later get acquainted and discuss what outfits you’ll be wearing. I’m having my friend Al make you a few pair of panties which will say deposit cums in here.” Gail sat at the table she wasn’t happy about the new turn of events, “look Terry” was all she got before he put his hand up. “we have pictures and video of you fucking, sucking and loving every minute of it. “If those pictures got out you job would go away for starts your parents would not be to happy either so think about it”. She didn’t want to agree but he was correct she was in a dilemma. Gail realized she had no choice. “How could you this to me Terry just shrugged got up leaving her alone in the kitchen. Five minutes later she received a text, she opened it, it read “Hi Gail I’m Al and the second picture is Gary, the third and fourth pictures are of cocks we will be that your house tonight at 7 30 have on a hot sexy outfit as we both have rather large cum deposits for you”. Looking at the clock she realized shed better get a move on as they were going to be there in 1 hour. Five minutes her phone buzzed “

Chapter 1 It was a beautiful April Fool’s Day, 1993, in the mile-high city. My bride of two-years and I enjoyed our Irish coffee at a quaint sidewalk café, celebrating our second anniversary and planning our evening out in this great city. Denver has the best night-life in the country with lots of big-name bands and dance venues, all the extras included, like fog machines, black lights and laser beams. As we sipped our drinks, my curiosity was piqued when several people grabbed a free, multi-page newsletter from the rack behind us. I reached over and grabbed one. It was titled, “The Oyster”, a local underground rag we’d not seen before. It advertised all sorts of illicit things, but specialized in sexual perversions. Lynda and I giggled as we quietly took turns reading the lurid, titillating ads to each other. There were offers of cocks for the wife or daughter, gang bangs, swinger invitations, whole family sex romps, gay and bisexual games; almost anything imaginable. The ads were exciting Lynda. “I had no idea people really did this stuff,” she whispered as she candidly played with my cock. Then I came across one that seemed to be addressed specifically to us. It wasn’t the typical sex offer. I read it to my wife, “Seeking young couples unable to conceive because of male impotency. We offer a three-month, all-expense paid vacation from June 1st through August 31st in the Bahama’s to these couples with the goal of impregnation. We have a 100% success rate. Pregnancy is virtually guaranteed. Must be open minded and subservient. Racists need not apply. Call 720-555-1576 for details.” My four-year enlistment in the Air Force was coming to a close at the end of next month and we’d be leaving Lowry, the doomed Air Base, scheduled for closing within a few months. A free, three-month vacation in paradise before I started the search for a new job sounded great. The added perk of fertility assistance made it particularly interesting; but we had serious doubts about it. At best, this was some kind of experimental fertility clinic, but on the other hand, and much more likely, this was a solicitation for fucking my wife. And why the qualifications? We were certainly not racist, but subservient? It sounded very weird, but at the same time, Lynda was very excited about replying. She was obviously turned on by the explicit sex ads, and while the one she wanted to respond to appealed to her maternal nature, she was skeptical because of the publication in which it appeared. “Well, what can it hurt to at least call?” she asked, “If there’s a chance this ad is legit and could help us get pregnant, why not check?” she asked while discretely squeezing and playing with my erection under the table. We finished our coffee and headed home for a romp in the sheets. She sucked my cock most of the way home and was thrilled when I told her about the young couple in a pickup next to us at the stoplight, intent on watching her. It made her bob her head wildly and stroke my spit-covered shaft till I was pumping a big load down her throat. It took a horn honk to nudge both our car and the pickup through the intersection when the light changed. “You naughty exhibitionist!” I teased. As soon as we got home, Lynda was on the phone. As she spoke, I stripped off my clothing and lay on the bed, all boned up in anticipation of a quick fuck. “Hello, I’m Lynda. My husband and I saw your ad in ‘The Oyster’”, she said, as I listened to her side of the conversation. “I’m twenty-four,” she answered, “and my husband, Ed, is twenty-six.” “Yes, we’ve been trying to get pregnant for two years and recently learned that Ed is impotent. We can’t afford the invitro thing. So what are you offering?” “No, I’m sorry. We already have plans for tonight. We’re going to ‘The Loft’. I guess you could meet us there if you want,” she replied as she looked at me for concurrence. I nodded my head as she continued listening. She then told him, “I’ll be in a red dress. I’ve got straight, shoulder-length blonde hair and blue eyes, I’m five-foot-six and weigh 115. My husband, Ed, is thin also, and five-ten. I’m not sure what he’ll be wearing, other than jeans. He has dark brown, hair and weighs 170. If you look around, I’m sure you’ll find us. Tell me what you look like,” she told him. “OK, Sean,” she said, “You’ll just have to find us then. See you tonight. Bye.” As I lie on the bed, my five-inch, skinny boner bounced in the air above my belly. A string of clear pre-cum dripped from the head, connecting with my belly. I liked my five-inch cock, but wished it had more girth. Flashbacks to high school gym class showers often hit me at moments like this. It’s where I got the nickname ‘Needle Dick’. But Lynda never seemed to mind and always took good care of it. “So climb on, Honey, and tell me about this fantastic, free trip.” She straddled me, cowgirl, and slid all the way down to my balls on the initial penetration. “Oh fuck, you’re so hot and juicy; and tight too!” I exclaimed as she began her familiar back and forty gyrations, knowing she’d be milking me long before she was ready to cum. “He was interesting, and a bit mysterious,” she told me while riding me, “He sounded well educated and told me his proposal was too complex to review on the phone. He said he’d already had several applicants, but only one couple would be chosen and that we were perhaps the best qualified. I’m pretty sure if we went, I’d come back pregnant; but I think it will be from someone else fucking me.” “Oh shit! Fuck! I’m cuming already!” I exclaimed as I lifted my hips for the deepest possible penetration while thoughts of my girl fucking other men rolled through my mind. I unloaded a torrent of cum deep into her belly. “Oh, you like that idea, huh?” Lynda said in response to my intense, premature orgasm. Before I could think well enough to organize my thoughts and reply, she had moved her loaded pussy up to my mouth. “Eat it, Slut, suck that load out of my pussy,” she good-naturedly demanded as she humped my face and pushed out a big, thick, creamy mess for me to swallow. This had become routine for us, a necessity for my wife to get off. I loved it when she got off that way, holding my head in both hands and sliding her wet, dripping pussy back and forth from chin to nose, feeding me my own load. Now, with her talking about fucking other men, I fantasized about it being someone else’s cum I was slurping, and secretly found it incredibly exciting. I surprised her, and myself, as my cock was raging hard again and ready for round two by the time I’d cleaned her out. “On your knees!” I insisted. As soon as she was in position, in a single, swift thrust, I was balls deep inside again, using what was left of my cum load for lubricant. I grabbed her hips and pumped her hard for all of a full minute or more before splashing her womb with another load for her to feed me. “Oh, fuck, that’s good!” Lynda moaned as she once again straddled my face, “Would you do that for me after I fuck someone else?” she fantasized as I licked and sucked her sloppy wet pussy. “Mmmmmm, yeah,” I groaned as she repositioned herself slightly, spreading her pussy lips over my mouth so I could push my tongue into her. We’d never talked about her fucking another man, not even as a fantasy; but at this point, it was obvious; we’d both thought about it. It was thrilling. I boned up again. My little wife turned around so she could suck on me and play with my marble-sized balls while continuing to feed me her freshly fucked pussy. Finally, exhausted, as we lay snuggling in our post-orgasmic bliss, Lynda asked, “Would you really like me to fuck someone else; in front of you maybe?” “I’ve never thought about it,” I lied, “Would you like to?” “Maybe. I mean, if you were okay with it. I’d never do anything to jeopardize our marriage,” she confided, “but if you would like it, I would do it. When you were eating me out, and I planted the thought of it being another man’s cum, you really got into it. It turns me on to think of you eating another guy’s load. It would be so exciting watching you do that. Have you ever done that?” Wow, I thought, this was something I’d fantasized about for years, and now my sweet wife was leading the conversation, encouraging me to share her with another man and urging me to eat another man’s cum load. “Um, well, ah,” I stuttered in response to her question, “You mean like sucked a guy off?” “That’s not exactly what I envisioned, but fuck yeah,” she responded as she held me tightly, “That would be really hot. Have you ever, even as a kid, sucked on a dick and let him cum in your mouth? It’s okay; you know. It’s actually more than okay with me; I’d really, really love to watch you do that.” “Ah, well, when I was a teen, some of my friends and I used to do that. Then we discovered girls, and kind of let that passion go,” I confessed. “That’s exciting! Did you like it? Would you do it again? For me? Would you suck on a cock until is spurts in your mouth and let me watch?” she excitedly blurted. “I guess, if that would make you happy. I haven’t done it for years and never thought it would happen again, but I don’t find the idea repulsive,” I admitted, awaiting her reaction. “I’d be very jealous if I thought you were ever with another woman, but somehow, envisioning you playing with a man doesn’t bother me. It’s hot. Will you do it?” she pressured me, looking for my unconditional commitment to suck a cock to completion for her. “Only if we can do it in a three-way. I’ll do anything for you; and would do just about anything to see you with another man’s cock thrusting in your pussy; as long as it’s just sex, no emotional involvement,” I cautioned. “Oh, Ed, we’re going to have such an adventure! A whole new life of fun and excitement! You’ll see,” she assured me before wrapping her naked body over mine and drifting off for a short nap. I, on the other hand, was way too excited to sleep and slow jerked my thin, circumcised dick till I spurted out yet another load. I hadn’t been this horny since my teen years, and it was thrilling. That evening, we went out for dinner at ‘The Aroura Steak House’, one of our favorites, and then off to ‘The Loft’ for an evening of drinks and dancing; and of course, our highly anticipated meeting with Sean. By eleven, we were both getting tipsy and were ready to leave, but in hopes of meeting him, we stayed till closing at one-thirty. Lynda had flirted with several guys and danced with many of them, something she enjoys and I encourage. It makes me proud and I feel very lucky to be married to such a desirable woman, a sexy girl that other men just can’t resist, even though she’s obviously married. I think that’s a big part of my desire to share her sexually. It’s the ultimate act of sharing and flaunting what I have. I like the thought of an incredibly lucky guy fucking the hottest woman in the world only because she’s hot for it and I let him have her. All the time he’s fucking her, he envies me because I can have her whenever I want. As much as he hopes to have just one more fuck with her; he knows he’ll only get his cock into her again if I feel like sharing her with him. But the biggest motivation for giving my wife to another man is the thrill and excitement she’ll have as she rides a strange cock. My hope is that she’d then share her experience with me in every imaginable way; read: sit on my face and feed me his load while giving me all the details of how he fucked her. As we slow danced the last song of the night, as much as we wanted to meet Sean, we accepted the fact that he was a no-show. Then, a handsome, dark black man of about thirty-five startled us, seemingly appearing out of thin air as he stood right next to us. He was just a couple inches taller than Lynda, was well-proportioned and groomed, and dressed in a stylish black, silk shirt and gray dress slacks. He wore designer, amber glasses and was adorned with nice, conservative, gold jewelry. “Excuse me, Ed, may I have the rest of this dance with Lynda?” he asked. Not waiting for an answer, he stepped between us and took her in his arms. I retreated to our booth and watched as this man held my wife closer and closer with each step. Though it was dark, I could clearly see that he’d managed to lift the hem of her dress and had his big black hand planted firmly on her now exposed, lily white, bare ass cheek. He pulled her against his humping bulge while she straddled one of his legs and matched his gyrations. I was certain that if the song didn’t end soon, he’d be fucking her right there on the dance floor. It really surprised me as I’d never seen her let anyone treat her that way. I just chalked it up to the fact we had been celebrating hard, and she was quite inebriated. When the music ended and the lights came up, the man followed Lynda to our table where he slid in next to me, pulling Lynda in after him. “You have a beautiful wife, Ed. She’s invited me to follow you home so I can present an offer to both of you. I hope that’s okay with you?” he asked, knowing I really had nothing to say about it at that point. Arm-in-arm with my wife, he escorted us to our car. He gently kissed my wife on the lips and said he’d be right back with his vehicle. Momentarily, he was there with a new Maserati, ready to follow our old Ford Escort station wagon to the house. “Who the fuck is he?” I asked, knowing Lynda was wondering the same. As soon as we arrived, I made drinks, then joined them in the living room. Sean had already taken a seat on the couch next to Lynda, leaving no room for me except to sit next to him with my wife on the other side. Lynda’s thong lay on the floor in front of them and her dress was up high enough to reveal a nicely shaved pubis. Her legs were spread, allowing Sean’s hand to explore her inner thigh all the way up to her gaping, wet pussy while she squeezed a large bulge through his slacks. When I sat, Sean began speaking as if their behavior were nothing more than a casual hand hold, “First, let me explain just a little about the offer you read about in my ad. My father owns a private island in the Bahamas and has a rather palatial estate there. During the summer months, he finds it too hot for his liking and leaves it for me to use as I please. Let me show you some pictures,” he said as he worked his phone with one hand while his other was busy pleasuring my wife. She was far too preoccupied to look at pictures, but I saw that it was a beautiful, six-bedroom home directly on the ocean. Balconies from every bedroom overlooked the white sand beach and boat dock that moored several boats, including a thirty-foot cabin cruiser. “There is shuttle service to the main island ‘on demand’, where you may want to visit the shops and restaurants. However, there are always gourmet meals available at the house. We have a full-time chef who will make whatever you like. We also have housekeeping service, so you’ll not be asked to do so much as clean your room. All of the staff has full run of the house, but they are very discrete about what goes on there, so don’t be alarmed if they enter your room while you are into something you normally do privately. There is no privacy in the house for anyone. Doors are always open and anyone may enter at any time. No need to hide anything. You know; what happens on the island…” “Wow, looks great!” I told him, “but what exactly does go on there? What is it you want of us?” “It’s really quite simple,” Sean began, “First, some facts. The two of you are desperately wanting a pregnancy and you are unable to make that happen, Ed. You’ve considered invitro insemination where you get to choose characteristics of the sperm donor, like race, education level, height and build, etc.; but you can’t afford it. What we offer is something even better. You’ll actually get to personally know the biological father of your baby. There are four of us who will be vying to seed you, Lynda. All of us have either a masters or doctorate degree. We’re all height and weight proportionate, have no genetic diseases and positively no STD’s, verified by tests we’ll share with you. All of us are very well endowed, except for the Indian guy. He’s more than adequate in that regard; but the Mexican and White guys are as big as I am. The Indian has a Doctorate in Microbiology, so he perhaps excels in intellect. All of us are generally considered to be handsome, if I may say so without seeming too conceited. I’m advertising in other publications for additional men to join our group, but doubt I’ll find any more to meet my stringent qualifications before next month.” “While on the island, both of you will be expected to be naked at all times. You’ll have your own bedroom, but Lynda, you’ll be spending your nights in the master suite with the guys. Your goal is to become pregnant and we’ll do everything we can to make that happen. Our personal objective, however, is simply to use and enjoy you. I’ll not sugar coat this, you’ll in fact be whoring yourself for us, but for a very good reason; insemination. You, Ed, may join in, watch, or just send your wife to our room to be used. Your hot wife is going to cuckold you, but again, for good reason. If you are inclined, none of us object to a blow job from another guy. I mean, close your eyes and the mouth could be either one of you; right?” he laughed, “After the vacation, when you get back home, the two of you will have to redefine your relationship. This experience will change you. You’ll both evolve to a much more sophisticated lifestyle. How you deal with that is up to you; but while on the island, you will both fully embrace the whore and cuckold role; understand?” “But,” I interjected, “You’re black.” “Racist need not apply. I explicitly stated that in the add,” Sean replied. “We’re not racist,” I told him, “but we expected our offspring to look like us. How do we explain having a little one that looks more like you than us?” “That’s up to you. You can say the kid’s adopted or from a prior relationship, or you intentionally chose a black donor for invitro. Think about it, other than racism, why would anyone outrightly reject interracial sperm for artificial insemination? So I don’t see that having an interracial one is a problem. If you do, then you may want to reject my offer. Besides, there’s always a chance the white guy will fuck a baby into your wife. You’ll let us know who he or she looks like to settle the friendly competition among us, but there will be no legal or other liability for the sperm donor. That’s all we are as far as you are concerned; just direct deposit sperm donors. You all right with that?” “Yes, absolutely,” Lynda answered without hesitation or consulting me. “There’s just a couple more thing I need to mention. You’ll be under contract for the summer, all three months of it. You’ll receive prenatal care as soon as we know you are pregnant, but your pregnancy is not the end of your commitment. You will continue to entertain us for the entire summer. Once we know you are pregnant, we may want to watch you perform with other men without regard to age, looks, or anything else, except of course we’ll make sure they are STD free. There will be no restrictions on whom we bring to fuck you; it could be a young virgin boy from the islands, a big fat man with a tiny dick, or whatever any one of us finds amusing. Should you not get pregnant early on the trip, you’ll be given time off to complete your menstrual cycle. You can spend those nights in your own room.” “This is primarily a fishing excursion for the guys. Sex with a clean, healthy, young married slut that we can ride bareback and inseminate, with no consequence, is just an additional perk for us. We’ll be out on the boats most days, and the two of you are free to do whatever you like during that time. I suspect you’ll be sleeping till noon, Lynda, as you’ll be up all night. With four of us to service, at least one will be using you at all hours of the night. Again, I want to remind you, while on the island, the two of you will be nude at all times. It will remind you of your purpose for being there. And just one more thing, Ed, the Indian guy is bi. Because it’s my house and my rules, I’ll not insist you service him, but I won’t stop him from trying to seduce you. You’ll have to deal with that on your own. As the cuckold, if you choose to join us and watch your wife being fucked, or help us fuck her, you can expect to be humiliated. If you can’t handle that, you’d best just send your wife to our room while you stay in your room and jerk off.” “Not a problem,” Lynda answered for me as I sat there slack jawed. “Looks like you kids have a deal,” Sean said, then added, “but I’ve got to sample the goods before I make such a promise. Is this a good time?” he asked as he ran his hand completely up Lynda’s leg, sliding a thick finger right into her pussy. “Actually,” I said, “this is our anniversary. We have plans of our own for tonight.” “But this won’t interfere with it, Ed. It will just make it better,” Lynda objected. “Fantastic!” Sean responded. “Take your wife’s clothing off for me, Ed.” I followed his direction, and as he admired my wife’s body with her firm little tits and perfect skin, he slipped his hand between the natural gap between her thin legs and worked two fingers into her pussy. “Now you, Ed, take off your clothes,” he directed. I hesitated and he went on, “No shyness. You always need to obey, cucky boy. Now strip.” I tried to ignore the fact that another man was intently watching me as I removed my clothing. When I pulled off the last garment, my super hard erection sprang out. Sean smiled, “Oh shit!” he exclaimed, “Is that all you’ve been getting?” he asked Lynda. “Yeah, Ed’s the only man I’ve ever known intimately. Why?” “My finger is as thick as his dick. This is going to be even better than I dreamed. Come over here, Ed, and take my clothes off, then make my cock ready to fuck your wife.” I soon found myself on my knees in front of the naked black man who was finger fucking my wife to near orgasm. “Go ahead, Ed, you said you’d do it for me. Suck on him.” Lynda insisted. I opened wide and took as much in as I could. His bulbous head nearly filled my mouth completely. I remembered those days long gone by with my young friends and sucked as I had back then. I pulled back his foreskin, pursed my lips and slid them over the big head, taking him in like a pussy. I felt it grow in my mouth. In no time, he was really big; thick, long, and hard. He was as ready as he’d ever be to fuck. “That’s enough,” he told me, pushing my head away as he reached back to pull a magnum condom from his pants pocket. “This is the only time you’ll be fucked with a condom,” he told my wife, “I’m very potent, and don’t want you knocked up before our excursion starts next month.” He handed the rubber to Lynda as she led him to our bedroom. She sat on the side of our bed and rolled the condom over his massive erection, then reclined and spread her legs. “Hold her ankles up over her head, Ed, and keep her spread wide for me.” I did as I was told while he positioned himself for penetration, telling Lynda, “This may be a little painful at first. If that skinny little boy dick is what you’re used to, this is going to really stretch you.” He put his cock, rivaling the thickness of a coke can, to her opening. I was in awe as I watched. When I fuck her, her pussy lips easily part and let my dick right in, but Sean’s bulbous cock head completely covered her little twat, I couldn’t even see her delicate pussy lips. He pushed, harder and harder, but there was no way my girl’s eager hole was going to part around his massive black cock. “Get me some lube,” he told me. I let go of my wife’s legs to retrieve a bottle of ‘Wet’. In the few seconds it had taken me to get it, Lynda had repositioned herself and was sucking his condom covered cock. She was so hot and ready to fuck. Sean pushed her back onto the bed and instructed, “Hold her legs again, Cuck, I am going to fuck your wife now.” With Lynda held in position, Sean lathered his cock with lube. He put the head to my wife’s pussy again, completely obscuring it, as before. Using his hand, he glided the blunt end of his organ up and down over her slit, paying special attention to rub her clit. Lynda was moaning and working her hips, helping the black man massage her cunt. “Oh, Sean, fuck me!” she moaned, “Put it in and fuck me with that big thing! I need it; now! Please fuck me!” Lynda begged. Sean surprised both her and me when he put his cock on target, ready to give Lynda her first big cock; but then, just milliseconds before pushing into her, he slapped her ass really hard to distract her. “Ouch! Owee! Owee!” Lynda screamed. I thought she was complaining about the brutal spank he’d just administered, but then she went on, “Stop! Take it out! I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking! I can’t do this! You’re ripping my pussy apart!” Sean just smiled, “Shhhhhhhhh,” he told her, placing a finger over her lips to gently emphasize his point. “Just lie still. I’ll give you a moment to get used to it. That little pussy of yours was made for this, it’s just not been properly broken in. Just relax. My cock head is completely inside and that’s the thickest part, so you know the rest will fit. We’re way past the point-of-no-return. There is no stopping until I’m done with you. My whole cock is going to go in; all the way in. Once a real man gets inside, he’s not coming out until you’ve been thoroughly fucked and filled.” And with that, he slowly worked the rest of his big dick in while Lynda grunted and groaned. When his balls rested against my wife’s ass, he began rutting, slowly at first, with long full-length insertions followed by rapid power strokes. His pelvis slammed against hers with an audible slap every time he bottomed out inside my wife. I was amazed by his stamina. I usually finished in a minute or two, but he fucked her non-stop for a good half-hour, changing positions every five minutes or so, each time directing me to do something different to help him fuck my wife. Half way through their marathon fuck, without even touching myself, I was spewing my own seed, perhaps the biggest load of my life, all over my wife’s little tits. Lynda had four wild orgasms before he finally pushed in deeply and held himself there, announcing, “Here it cums! I’m pumping it in!” Sean eventually finished and rolled off to the side. “That was truly amazing, Lynda,” he complimented, “That was like fucking a virgin. You may remove the condom now and clean me up.” I was surprised, after our earlier discussions about sucking cock, that Lynda didn’t insist I take care of that. She obviously wanted his big dick in her own mouth and wasted no time in following his instructions. She slid the well filled rubber off his dick and took his cum slicked cock into her mouth. She sucked and licked, from head to balls, until Sean was satisfied. “You may have her now,” he told me, giving me permission to fuck my own wife. I got on top of her, missionary style, and slipped right into her. Her pussy was still gaping open, obviously seeking something much larger than my skinny dick. I thrusted repeatedly, seeking some kind of stimulation inside her well-lubricated, fleshly sheath. Though I didn’t find it, my cock exploded in orgasm almost as soon as I entered. I was so excited, knowing I was fucking my wife after she’d just given herself to a big black cock. Almost of habit, I think, as soon as I pumped my load into her, she rolled over on top of me and planted her cum filled cunt on my mouth. “Good boy!” Sean commended me, “That’s what a cuckold is good for. You can do lots of clean-up between fucks at the island if you like. You kids are definitely going to the Bahamas for the summer.” We all went back to the living room so Sean could dress himself. Before leaving, he gave my wife a big, open mouthed kiss, then told us he’d be in touch. He told us to, “be ready to board a private jet out of Stapleton on the first of the month. Pack lightly. You only need clothing for travel to and from the island.”

Being divorced for a couple of years and over 40 it was nice to have found a girlfriend. I stayed in decent shape playing and coaching sports, so that was not the issue. Sure, I had what is called a “Dad Bod” but at 6’4” and 250 it was strong and still muscular other than a bit extra in the middle. The kids were out of the house yet I would still see their friends around and I did continue coaching. I had been taking Cialis, Ropex, Cocked N Loaded, XtraCum, vitamin D, E, melanocortin and not touching myself for a week as instructed by my girlfriend to be ready for the weekend. I stopped in a local store in the mall that sold men and women’s lingerie, underwear, swim trunks and Bikini’s with my shopping list. Well, her sizes and what I got was my choice for the different purposes. I spotted one of my daughter’s old friends trying to remember her name. She was the sultry type that always looked sexy no matter what she wore and eyes glazed as though she was on something. I would see her hanging out with a group that liked to party all of them just as or even more good looking. I remembered her name, it was Brooke. I had never coached her as she was not an athlete. The soft body of a porn star with a soft pear shaped ass, small almost undetectable sexy pooch belly, and guessing 34 D breasts that she liked to have bounding around showing ample cleavage as much as possible. Today she had on a one piece with short loose short legs and deep cut front with no bra letting them move around teasing exposure. She had colored her hair auburn with light highlights and wearing a bright red lipstick accentuating her heavy puffy lips. I saw one of her breasts as she leaned over and the top fell forward and the bottom of her ass cheeks as she turned getting something she had dropped. She did not seem to notice anything in her surroundings as her phone was glued to her ear. She looked and sounded as though she was on something. I took the thin stretchy swim trunks and boxers speaking Italian to the clerks who pointed me towards the fitting rooms. There were quite a few teens and or twenty somethings all around the area in and out of curtains and a few young fit clerks busy helping to get the sizes and such. It is hard to say how old they were as 16 year olds looked developed with the push up bras and make up. The only way to really know for me was from the way they acted or things they said. The clerk took me to a dressing room, which were just heavy curtains. I made small talk as we walked asking her if she shopped there as well since she had about the same measurements as my girlfriend. She joked that they did not normally try things on for customers and we laughed. We stopped outside and I showed her my list and she looked that the shorts I chose smiling. “You may need bigger ones” as she looked me over “Just get one of our attention and we can bring them to you if you need” My phone rang and she smiled walking away. I stepped into the fitting room pushing the long heavy curtain out of the way while answering the phone. It was my girlfriend and she was not going to be back in town for the weekend as expected. I was so sexually frustrated and the supplements had my back teeth floating from the Yohimbe and needing to release. My cock stayed engorged from the same as well as the amount of Msensual I had been applying. It created a larger than normal bulge and I liked the way it was engorged and heavier. This added to that frustration and I wanted just to drop everything and go find a release or cause a release. Th frustrating part was not getting to share that pleasure of the buildup and the release with anyone. Huge disappointment. I decided not to as I would get something to display my look at the pool for the neighbor women or maybe go to the beach. I pulled my pants and button up shirt off standing there in my wife beater and bottomless. I looked in the mirror realizing I had not properly closed the curtain and teen passing by looking in seeing my cock as she called out for a friend. She froze at the opening and looked really cute as her eyes fixated on my manhood. I turned and she watched then scooted out of the way when she thought I would see her. The friend answered and she sat on the benches in the middle sliding so she had a good view. I also noticed that each time someone would walk by or there was movement down the line I could see about half of the mirror in the fitting area next to me. Unfortunately, it was empty. I pulled it open a bit so I could see more of the mirror just in case I got lucky. The teen continued looking and my member filled with blood swelling even more from its engorged yet flaccid state. I had decided rather than to just stand there to try the trunks on. I picked out the English standing out from the Italian conversations as Brooke spoke loudly in English thinking no one could understand her. My curtain moved and I could see out of my peripheral vision that it was Brooke opening the curtain and she just stood there getting quiet as I gave her a perfect profile view of my cock before I pulled the trunks up grasping it and tucking it in. I turned to the mirror and she backed away from the curtain and moved to the empty space next to me. The teen slid around to get a god view as I turned moving my member around to make it fit. The waist was low on the hip and my swelling made it so it had to be pointing down making a massive bulge or to one of the sides just under the waistband as it bridged a bit allowing me to partially see it. I liked that, but they were too tight on the sides cutting into my skin and on my sack. The clerk was coming through and asked in Italian “Sir, are you ok? Do those fit you or do we need to get another size?” I figured it would be fun to show them off and get a second opinion. “I think I need a larger size, but am not sure how they should fit.” I responded. “Do you have them on?” she asked “Yes” So she pulled the curtain open and I moved close to her looking over her to see the teen as she tried to see around her. I caught her and she blushed at being caught while she quickly stood and moved in front of her friend or family member’s curtain. It also gave her the ability to see my bulge. The clerk said “Oh gosh” as she looked at my bulge. I heard Brook on the other side of the middle curtain “I almost walked in with a guy with a nice fat dick.” Pause “No seriously, I just stood there looking at it with the curtain open as he man handled it into the shorts he was trying on.” Pause again “I wanted to take a picture, but then he turned and I thought he could see me in the mirror. It was big, but I may be exaggerating due to the stuff and you know I shopping make me horny.” She laughed. The clerk just stood there fixated on my bulge and I knew that the amount the trunks had been stretched made them more transparent as I had seen in the mirror. So I broke the silence seeing I was getting looks from a couple of other young ladies. Another young lady came over standing next to her locking in on my bulge and then up at my physique bumping the original one to break her trance. I said “I am sorry as I am not used to this type of shorts. You saw the list and this is what the girlfriend wanted, so I am trying.” She smiled and nodded with her legs now crossed in her leggings and her body twisting like a little girl as she forced herself to make eye contact and then then would look back down at my bulge. “Anyway, they seem to be tight all over, but especially here on the waist” as I ran my thumbs around the inside noticing that my fingers brushed the head as I passed by and came back to the front pulling them out so the second one could see in from her angle seeing her react. “If you feel the waist, I think they need to be looser.” The second one pushed her arm and the first one reached out placing her fingers in the waistband around my back coming around both sides with her finger tips on her right hand slowly running across the head meeting in the middle as I had and then going back across it to the sides pulling “They are too tight here.” Leaving her fingers in there looking at her co-worker. “Maybe it is because I am getting old and fat” making a disappointed look. Her coworker giggle shaking her head and she looked up at me wanting to comfort me. “No, not at all” lifting the front of my wife beater up a bit “You’re not fat.” And her eyes locked in on the fact that she could see in to see the head. Her coworker jumped in moving behind me “No, no, you are just so big” running her hands up my muscular arms to my wide shoulders. “If you are getting me another size, then please get some with more room” I paused “Sorry I do not know how to say it in Italian” as the other one came back around leaning her pert breasts against my arm “So, down here” as I reached down cupping my sack. She turned a deep red and her coworker giggled as she nodded. “Ok, well give me those and I will see what I can find.” I backed up and she held the curtain closed as I took them off. “Here you go” as I reached out with them. She let go of the curtain and it swung open enough for her to get a look and her coworker had a perfect view even when it stopped from where she stood. She tried to act normal standing for a second or two before moving on with the other one. The teen and her friend walked by slowly not covering up the fact that they were looking in to see it. I backed up hearing Brooke talking seeing in the mirror that she had on a tiny sexy g-string splitting her wonderful pear shaped ass as she posed looking back and taking a selfie of her ass. Then her hand pulled her cheek as she leaned while reaching back moving the string to expose her pink anus and centering it. Her hefty labium poking out the sides as she bent forward taking another picture. “Do you like it?” I was startled thinking she was asking me and I almost responded “Yeah, I like the back too.” The bra was the type that just held the bottom of her breasts pushing them up with her nipples exposed. “No I do not have my panties underneath them. You know I don’t normally wear them. This is for if I ever get a date.” She reached down adjusting the triangle and actually pressed in creating a camel toe covering one nipple with fingers on her left hand and the hand with her phone to cover the other as she took pictures posing “Yeah, it is sexy.” As she looked at her pictures. She put her phone down on the stool as she took the bra off taking one last look at her ass before bending and showing me her ass and a fully swollen labium dark pink puffy lips pushing out and glistening in wetness. She got back on the phone still looking at her naked body in the mirror lifting her breasts with her left hand as she talked “Oh, let me look at the price tag” showing me her ass again as she turned getting them off of the hook. “Oh, damn. They are expensive. I am going to have to either put them in my bag or hide them” as she felt the crotch and then sniffed them. I became semi-erect thinking about how they would smell and the fact that she was smelling them. “Well, I want to try this one piece on still, maybe I should put these on to keep those from getting wet too.” I heard the clerk, but wanted to keep watching. I noticed that I had an audience as the two teens from before were back on the bench and their eyes got as big as saucers seeing the change. “Sir, I have another pair.” As he handed them in the crack. “Did you try the boxers yet, they should be loser?” “Oh, no. Hold on.” I pulled a pair of boxers up and my heavy cock flopped out the slit as the slit was different running from the waistband almost all the way down to my sack. I pulled it up so it was barely being held by my tip under the waistband. “I think they are ok” and she opened the curtain moving in looking at my bulge again as it pointed straight up. I turned a bit so the two teens could see. “Yeah, they look ok. Are they too tight” reaching and putting her fingers in the waistband. When she pulled my cock flopped out of the slit. “Oh shit” her hands went down touching it as she tried to cover it up. I acted like I was embarrassed pulling the curtain in front of it reaching down to put it back in. moving the curtain “Ok..good. Please try the others.” “So how much bigger are they?” and she stepped in following me as I went to get them. I reached up to the hook and I flopped out again. She looked as I held the shorts up and even moved in close showing me the size in the tag. Then she held them up in front of me stretching them out to the sides. They should work as she pulled them away and I reached down tucking back in. She hung up a couple of other pairs. “Try these too.” As she turned watching me pull the boxers off smiling while leaving. I moved back so the teens could still see me, but I could see Brooke as well. She was bent over covering her anus and visible wetness from underneath while taking a picture. Then she pulled her hand away and provided a full view of her sloppy wetness making a mess of the transparent red material. She stood back up with the whole front being totally transparent taking another picture. “Oh lord this is so hot!” as she created a massive Camel toe taking another picture “Wait, here is a good one” as she sat on the stool leaning back and opening her legs wide placing her hand down on her crotch while splitting her labium with her middle finger. Taking a picture and then rubbing herself while looking in the mirror and talking “See, you even see how sexy that is.” Her light pink quarter sized aureole and hard nipples fully visible. “Oh lord, I am going to have a problem getting out of here with what I have done to these too.” Rubbing “Oh God, I don’t know if I can stop.” Giggling. I was fully erect now and the two teens were drooling and whispering. She stood pulling them off and her bald pussy was swollen filling the big gap between her soft thighs with lips puffing out glistening in the mirror. She looked at the price tag sitting back down reading the price tag. I pulled the trunks on as I heard the clerk coming back. The teens giggled as she asked “Sir, are you dressed?” “Ah, yeah, but…” she stuck her head in as I held my erection. “So can I see?” she asked “Ok, you asked though.” I uncovered and her face lit up as she saw my rock hard erection. She smiled moving in “Looks as though you have enough room” reaching out placing her fingers in the waistband coming back around the front her palm landing on the head of my erection. She pulled it off quickly. “Sorry” “Oh, it is not your fault.” Looking down at my erection and looking her up and down “Or maybe it is partly your fault.” She was red as a firetruck, but not from anger. A wet spot was forming “Here, I will give you these and these” grabbing the boxers and taking off the trunks handing them to her “I will try these others and meet you back up there.” She gulped looking down at my erection backing out leaving the curtain open. The teens almost fell off the bench as a woman walked up gasping just as I closed the curtain. I moved back thinking of stroking and releasing the pressure while watching Brooke. She was sitting on the stool naked holding the crotch of the one piece up to her nose. “Well, call Jenya and Jackie. See if they will come down with some money. The clerks are all over and there is no way I could sneak out of here. I have 50 euro and this will come out to around 150. I need somebody to do me a favor.” She hung up the phone and I moved back putting one of the other pairs of trunks on creating an immediate wet spot. “What the fuck, why won’t anyone help me.” “Are you asking me?” “What, did someone say something?” she asked and I saw the curtain between us rustle. “Yes, are you asking me for a favor?” she pulled the curtain to the side sticking her head in. “Oh, hey. I know you, don’t I?” I nodded “You spoke Italian and I did not even think about it.” She looked down at my erection. “damn, looks like you have an issue too.” “yeah, but they seem to like my issue.” She shook her head smiling still staring at my erection. “What is your issue?” She let go of the curtain and her phone rang “Thanks a lot.” Hanging up as she grabbed the lingerie bringing it over standing naked in front of me pouting her lips “I don’t have enough for these and I have to buy them.” I grabbed them and she started to resist but let them go. “why do you have to buy them?” feeling the wetness of the crotch on the one piece and then the white g-string, “Oh damn” as I smelled the white ones and her mouth dropped wide open as I did the same with the one piece. “God that smells good.” Her nipples hardened again and she turned red. “Are you going to be able to help me?” making the pouty look again. “probably” she smiled. “Well, my friend did not believe me, so can I get a pic?” I nodded and she took a picture as I blocked her camera to make sure it did not get my face. “Well, could you?” she tugged on the waist band. I backed up so the teens could see as I pulled them off. “Take it from this angle down so my face isn’t in it.” She nodded moving in with her ass against me and her chest heaving. She took a picture showing it to me “You can’t see how big and hard it is though. Could you hold it out.” “I think you would get more proof if they saw this I the picture” pointing at the heart tattoo on the back of her hand. “Really, I can?” I nodded She reached down grasping the tip pushing it down and her arm was in the way, so she slid her hand down to the root “Oh Jesus” starting to take the picture as I reached down groping her ass. She stiffened up as I continued to grope. “Is that how it works?” looking up at me as I nodded. She loosened up and I pressed my fingers in between her thighs. Her legs parted a bit and she arched her back taking the picture. “Holy shit this is hot!” swallowing hard “I’m doing video then.” She hit record and started stroking my cock. I took her phone putting it to the side so you could see one of the teens through the curtain and it made her bend over more. “Holy shit, the horny little bitches are watching us. Oh God.” My finger split her swollen lips entering easily from how lubricated she was. I was already on the edge as I took her phone pausing and putting it on the floor. “What are you” as I moved behind her “Oh God, I have never done anything like this. Plus that thing is bigger than” going silent as I stared licking her cheeks pulling them a part to taste her anus “Holy fuck. Oh shiittt.” As I tongued her anus and buried a finger in her pressing my tongue in tasting her saltiness. “Mnngghh” I sat her on the stool and opened her legs bending down “I can’t take this” as I started groping her breasts hard and suckling her nipples licking a direct line down between her legs. I skipped the work up as she was already well lubricated and just launched an assault on her sweet pussy tonguing her lips into her opening and sucking her swollen clitoris. Her ass in my hands as I slid one inserting a finger slowly into her anus. “Ah fuck” she whispered forcefully and I sucked her swollen lips tonguing her wet opening twisting my hand to insert my thumb into her opening as I assaulted her swollen nub. Her hips began to buck and her whole body shuddered. I pulled my thumb out popping my finger out a knuckle at a time while I caught her juices as she orgasmed. She pulled my head out kissing me passionately tasting her own juices. “Oh sorry, can we kiss?” I nodded suckling her nipples as I stood up. “God that was amazing.” Sitting eye level with my erection dripping with lubricants. “Wait” handing me her phone “Hit record” as she started licking my cock and sucking on the head trying to get the fat thing in her amazing lips while pulling her hair to the side. I reached down grabbing her hair and turning the phone so I could see the screen in the mirror. The two teens were standing about a foot from the curtain “What are you” she looked at the teens “holy fuck this is hot.” As she lifted it tonguing the frenulum while she stroked it. It jumped in her hand as it shot a load up her nose and onto her fore head getting her hair. The teens gasped as she pulled it down taking a rope into her mouth pointing the next one to her breasts. I moved the phone as I reached down capping it turning her and bending her over pulling her hand back to hold it in her cheeks as I let go and hit record exploding up her crack to the middle of her back and she aimed it all over her ass cheeks while she pumped before turning and cleaning me off licking it clean. We heard the clerks coming as they shooed the teens away from the opening. Brooke ran into her area and I stood putting my boxers on getting my pants up as they opened up. “Sorry, is everything ok? We are so sorry about the young ladies peeking in.” they had them trapped. “Oh no, they were talking to me. I was already dressed.” She looked puzzled waving and the two teens hauled ass out of there. I pulled my shirt on picking Brooke’s lingerie off of the floor next to the clerk putting it with the trunks “I will take all of these.” Now even more puzzled as I walked to the front with her. Brooke came out to the counter missing makeup and I giggled at her. She reached out for her phone and I held it away as I paid. She followed me to the café and I bought her a beer and me a cold bottle of water. She sat against me as we watched the videos together. Her hand rubbed my cock getting it hard again and I reached between her legs into her leg hole playing with her pussy. “Holy shit, that is the hottest thing I have ever done.” I pulled my hand up sucking her juices off before I put my number into her phone with the tag “Favors”. She laughed and kissed me before I stood up. “You can call me anytime you need a favor.” She smiled and I reached over getting the napkin and wiping the big spot of my cum out of her hair. “You let me do all of this with that in my hair?” I pointed over at the two teens walking away looking back as they followed their parents. “Oh god that is hot. Horny bitches.” Smiling “Oh my God, I could need a lot of favors like that!”

I came home from work early. My wife and three friends were playing cards When I stuck my head in to say hello, one of the women said my daughter is out by the pool why don’t you go and have a chat. I did as she suggested and found Janice sitting by the pool and from what I could see from behind she could have been masturbating or at least rubbing her pussy. Before I surprised her I say out ,hi, good to see you. Not playing cards with them. She immediately sat straight up. She had not been expecting me to come out through the side door. She was concealed but could see the back door and was watching there to see if she would be disturbed. Shit you surprised me, I wasn’t expecting anybody to come from behind me. I said sorry if I interrupted anything and gave her a knowing smile. Oh shit you noticed, she said. Well I saw something that resembled something Samantha does from time to time, but she is naked and there is no doubt what she is doing. I know mum comes over some days to skinny dip and I know that she and Samantha have some fun together. I gather you know that? Yes I do, in fact your mum and I have had some fun together ourselves. It surprises me she hasn’t told you. The three of us have occasionally enjoyed the sins of the flesh. Since your dad left the three of us have had a few sessions. Your mum is pretty good. We have some great fun together. I know she has fucked one of the neighbours but they have moved and she hasn’t found another guy yet. Why would she when she can come over here and get all she wants. Jill and I have no problems getting things together. How about you are you getting any lately. I heard your last guy didn’t hang around too long. No the bastard had a wife and didn’t tell me. One of his friends wised me up so I called it off. I didn’t want a divorce in my hands and I certainly would not of married him he was very ordinary in bed. You could always call on one of your mums friends, I am sure he would help you out and you wouldn’t have to worry about the consequences. I am sure she would approve. Do you mean …you? I would be more than happy to help you out. Mum likes it and I have never been with a mum and daughter before. Do you feel like a swim and then we could have a it of fun while they are still playing cards. They won’t be finished in there for at least another hour. Janice said. This is not something I was expecting. But yes I believe I could handle a bit of cock. Handle it you shall, in any way you like. With that she stood up and immediately began to undress. I did the same. When I was naked Janice looked at my cock and said, now I can see why mum is interested.That looks very enticing. Janice then dived into the pool. I followed and swam up to her. Do you mind if I kiss another woman’s husband she asked We immediately kissed and she put her hand in my cock and stroked it till it was hard. I fingered her pussy at the same time, This will fit perfectly, Janice said. Give it a good flush, she said. It was a bit grubby after I had been fingering it. I didn’t hesitate and slid two fingers right up inside her and she positioned herself to accept them. That will do the trick and hit the switch, I will be really ready for you. We both swam to the far end of the pool and climbed out and went into the cabana where there are lounges. Janice didn’t hesitate and lay down and pulled her legs back and prepared to have me fuck her. I didn’t waste any time and immediately shoved my cock into her and then took both of her tits into my hand and squeezed her nipples. They were already hard from being in the cold water. Then I began to fuck her. She had positioned herself right at the end of the lounge so I could stand up and fuck her. I very quickly got my rhythm going and began a steady shafting of her. Her knees were right back on her shoulders and my cock was rubbing the walls of her cunt hard. We were both dripping wet from the pool and with the heat we were generating quickly dried off. God that feel good,Janice exclaimed. I haven’t had a cock as thick as yours in me before, it is really fat. Most of the guys that I have fucked have pretty much ordinary sizes. You know about six or seven inches and a few fingers thick. Yours is much bigger than any I have had in me before, it feels awesome. I glad yo enjoy it, your mum likes it too. Do you fuck any other women apart from mum and Samantha. One or two that are friends. Sam and I are not that particular about who we let fuck us. We were both shaggers at uni. Is that where you met? Yes. It was a pool party and sex was pretty freely available. We were both skinny dipping and she swam up to me and immediately kissed me. She had seen me earlier and told her friend I am going to fuck him before the night is over. And she did. We went to one of the bedrooms and we fucked. We have been together ever since. How-about you, when did you start? On my sixteenth birthday,I I promised one guy he could on my birthday. He turned up at ten in the morning and said let’s go. I don’t want to wait till mid-night. I want it now. We went into the room behind the garage where my sister used to bring her guys to fuck her and we did it right then. It may have been my first fuck but I had done plenty of things before then and had dildoes up me. It was good, he lasted for a few minutes when he came and did it inside me, He stood up after he took his cock out of me and milked the cum out. I got a bit of a shock and said, Did you do that inside me? He was quite proud of himself. You won’t forget this one he told me. What if I get pregnant? Too bad, I haven’t managed to get a girl pregnant yet. He said. How many girls have you fucked? You are the fourth. And you came in each one of them. Yes and no pregnancies yet, maybe you will be the lucky one. What I didn’t tell him was I had started on the pill at my last period. I was safe anyhow, He hadn’t asked and I was going to let him sweat – but I don’t think he cared less. Anyhow we fucked again after my party and he came in me again and I still didn’t tell him. I said for sure I would get pregnant now and he laughed. What will we call it he said and walked off. He fucked me a few times after that and eventually I told him. We didn’t fuck after that. How old was he, i asked. Twenty two. He was my cousin. Have you been fucked by many guys? Ten including you now, How do I rate? Up with the best, as I said you have the thickest cock I have ever had up me. It feels good. It was then she said, I want to do it doggy. Can we change? I pulled out and then I pulled the mattress off the lounge and put it on the floor. She got down and we began to fuck again. This feels really good, she said, I love it like this. I pulled her back a bit so I could get at her tits again and began to tweak her soft nipples. Oh god that feels good. She said. What me playing with your tits or fucking like this. Both. We kept going like this and within a few minutes she came, loud and vigorously. . Her whole body shook and she told me to squeeze her nipples hard. I did and she moaned with the pleasure it was giving her. After she came I fucked her for another couple of minutes and I came too filling her. Immediately I pulled out and said, don’t move. I got down and ready for my cum to begin to drip out of her cunt. The moment I saw t appear I licked it. I was licking my own Cum out of her cunt. She shivered with pleasure as my tongue licked her. Oh God that is the first time I have had that done. It feels awesome. Your mum said the same thing. You both know what it is like now. I gather Samantha does too. A dozen or more times. Then I will do what I like doing and she got down and began to suck my cock. She kept going until I came again. My second orgasm in about three or four minutes. It took the strength out of my legs and I had to sit down Janice came and sat on my knees facing me and we kissed we both had the taste of her cunt juice and my cum on our tongues and could taste each other. After we had devoured each others cum, I said that is one thing I haven’t done with your mum. Good, I want to be able to tell her that we have done something she hadn’t with you. Then there is one other and I will leave that to her to tell you what that is. You each have one trick to achieve with me now. That will ensure that you both come back for more. Then I will not be disappointed. I have not enjoyed myself for ages like I have with you. I hope Samantha will let us do this again. It won’t be up to Sam I said. I can assure both you and mum will be feeling my cock up you again, Come on let’s tell them what we have been doing. As we approached the house both Samantha and Jill came out to the pool. The card game was finished. I told you those two would be fucking each Samantha said. Well how does it feel to have fucked both Mother and Daughter? Jill asked. I can’t tell, I think we will have to have another meeting to decide, how about Saturday I asked. Janice said. Well I will be here. Jill also said, you are not doing anything with him I haven’t done. Good then there is a surprise for you both. Samantha will be able to satisfy one or the other while I am testing each one of them I looked at Sam and said.. She is as good as mum. Maybe You will learn how good she is then. Saturday I would get to fuck all three women and enjoy each one as well as the other. Mum and daughter will be most interested to see me fuck them and compare them side by side. .

Before I start i must first apologize for any grammatical errors. As you read in my synopsis, we all have to start somewhere. A bit of a back story then. My dad was never in the picture so my mom got remarried when i was 7. The man she married had a 14 year old son at the time. When i turned 17, mom decided that home life was not for her. She felt like she wasnt able to provide for me so she told my stepdad to keep me and when i turned 18 i could get the fuck out. Carl (my stepdad) was more than happy to keep me but he told me that i would have to do my share around the house. Cooking and cleaning became the norm. Often when id be on my hands and knees scrubbing hed be sitting down getting a full view. One day he told me, no, he DEMMANDED that i clean with no clothes on. I reluctantly did as i was told. When that wasnt enough, he suggested that as of now, when i got home from school, i was not allowed to have any clothes on. I remember the first time he came into my room. Being a light sleeper, i felt his presence as soon as he came in. He didnt do much that night. Some light fingering and a bit of touching. I remember staying up all night hoping he would return. He didnt come back until 6 days later. Then it became a daily routine. Then i guess he got bored or figured that my participation would be required because eventually he would _wake me up_ and have me suck his dick. He loved having his dick sucked. Deepthroat was one of his favorite activities to engage in. Most of the time on Saturdays, hed have his friends come over and theyd play poker and complain about the wife and kids. I was never allowed to come around when his friends were invited. I was his deep dark secret that no one was supposed to be privvy to. Well, on this particular Saturday, i was in my room and i was dying of thirst. I didnt know how long the game would go on and i needed a drink. So, i put sone shorts on and a simple t-shirt and made my way to the kitchen. One of his friends was currently bad mouthing his wife because she hadnt fucked him in about 1 month. He said he was contemplating getting a hooker. When they heard me walk through, everyone got quiet. All the focus was on me. A young thick girl with perky tits and a perfect ass. Carl asked me what i was doing out and i told him i was thirsty. One of his friends, the only one i recognized asked how my mom was and i told him i had no idea. She was m.i.a once again and would call when she fely like it. He commented on how much ive grown and i thanked him. All eyes were still on me and Carl must have noticed. He asked me if i wanted a beer and i said yes. I took it and was going to make my way back to my room when he told me to join them. The game continued but the first 20 mins was silent and awkward. The other guy that was complaining about his wife not giving a fuck (literally), decided that he wasnt done venting. He went back to his woes and said she wont even suck dick. At that, i started laughing like carzy. I felt like being bold so i said i love sucking dick. The room got quiet again and this time everyone looked at Carl to see his reaction. When they saw him laughing, my joke finally travelled to their brains and laughter filled the room. Im guessing it wasnt just their brains that got the hint. One of them asked me what else i liked to do. I told him i loved getting fucked doggy style but i specialized in choking on dick. I asked him if he wanted me to show him since he was so curious. Of course the pervert said yes. I got up, went over to him and without another word, i pushed his chair back and unzipped his pants. Soon as i put my mouth on it he came. I think it was more out of shock then anything else. I took off my clothes and with a smile on my face i asked who else wanted me to relieve them of theit stress. All five hands shot up including Carl. For the next hour i was surrounded by dick. Big, small, fat, skinny, long and thick. Each one got the love and attention they deserved. I was being pulled on all sides. Soon as i left one another was waiting in the wings. I was getting my hair pulled, my ass slapped, my tits played with and my pussy fingered. I was a whore in her natural habitat. The more i sucked, the more i wanted. I was ravenous. I was a cock hungry fiend who would not be denied. One guy, the one with the skinny dick wanted me to rim him. I turned him around, bent him over and licked his ass like an ice cream cone. My tongue was inside his warm hole. It seemed like a follow the leader session because when i was done with his ass and he came like the hoovrr dam, all the rest wanted the same treatment. I ate everyones ass, aucked and swallowed some more and got fucked only once by Carl. He said he was still enjoying my pussy and wasnt willing to share. Yet The guys didnt mind. While Carl fucked me i was still servicing them. I was still choking on cum and i still had my face covered in ass. The next story will involve my step brother. Hope you enjoyed. Muah

Like i said, ive always been perculiar. Although at the time, i didnt know what that meant, nor was I aware that it was a problem or a taboo. Unlike many women like me, i wasnt molested nor did i have any daddy issues. Quite the opposite. I grew up in a very loving home with stability. It wasnt until i discovered porn that i knew what i was and what i liked. Upon my discovery of the greatest invention kninown to man, it became very clear that i was different. I couldnt get off on a porn vid without it being a gangbang. The more guys and the more degrading, the better. Gangbangs became a new obsession of mine. I couldnt wait to get home from school to see a woman on her knees being called a whore and made to lick suck and swallow whatever was placed in front of her. If the woman seemed uncomfortable, that made me wetter than the niagra falls. Pretty soon it became apparent that i couldnt just be a spectator. I had to become the star. So i spoke to the only peverted person i know who would even entertain my wild fantasies. I had a friend who loved sex just as much as i did and when i told her i wanted to bbe in a gangbang, she promised me she'd find me 4 of her friends aho would be down. When the day drew near, i bought myself some nice lingere good smelling perfume and hooker heels. I got to the hotel room and either my friend didnt know how to count or word got around quick. I counted 11 guys. Different races and different heights. Before i could even get scared or back out, one of them came up to ke and said, your friend said you wanted to be a slut so we thought we'd accomodate. The laughter in the room was pulsing. He took my hand and led it down his pants. When i said i needed a drink to soothe my nerves he said he'll take care of that. Hed give me all i could drink. There was another bout of laughter as he became serious and pull me down to my knees. With his pants down and his dick right in front of me, it was either suck or swim. So i sucked and sucked and sucked. Most of them gathered around me in a circle while others stood back commenting,admiring and touching. When i finally sucked all 11 guys, some twice, i was allowed to get up and led to the bed. I could barely see from all the cumshots but i was in my element. My new friend who appeared to be the leader decreed that hed get first dibs. I was penetrated roughly but that shock wore off. My moans were silenced by another dick placed in my mouth. This one was rough. He got off on gagging me and choking me. Safe to say we both got off on that cause i loved it all. I was able to look up once and realized that the other guy was moving and id soon be replaced by another penis. This one was a bit bigger but the strokes were a bit off. Maybe he was nervous. I loved the fact that i had a group of men standing in line all waiting to enter my pussy. One of them told me to get up. I did as a was told. He laid down then asked my to ride him. Again, being the good cumslut that i was, i obliged. After about a minute i was told to hold still and it was then that the greatest feeling invaded me. I was being double penetrated!! It was like finding atlantis. That feeling of being uncomfortably stuffed had me cumming in gallons. When the one on top came, it was seconds before the another joined. This whole time i was being double penetrated, my mouth was never left alone. I was still sucking dick, licking balls and given aasses to rim. Words like slut, bitch, whore nasty and dirty were said to me couness times. This lasted about an hour and i was given a break. I went to the shower to freshen up. Got my long awaited drink and smoked a bit of weed. Every once in a while id feel a hand slap my ass, grab a tittie or reach to finger me. That feeling of having your body groped at will was exciting. I felt like i was on lease. Meaning, do what you want with me and then return me when you have no use to me. My first friend, the one i met when i came to the door introduced himself as Alex. Said he liked my attituded and said i had a lot of spunk. Indeed i did :). I told me hed like to invite me to special parties that he often threw. Id be doing the same thing but it might be with only a few guys. Some days it could be more. It would all depend. I agreed immediately. It was then that he told menid have to give him a blow job to seal the deal. I again got on my knees and deepthroated his penis and swallowed all the jizz that came out. The other men came out the woodwork and rememebred why i was there and the gangbang continued. I was once again led to the bed but this time they wanted doggy. On my hands and knees is when anal was introduced. Ive done it before of course but this was on a whole new level. I quickly adjusted to the feeling though. I finally made it home at 5 in the morning. I have a job where im required to sit for long periods of time and that was a whole nother ball game. I felt like my pussy and ass were on fire. If i yawned, i felt like my jaw was about to lock. I felt like a virgin again and in a lot of ways, i was. This was my first gangbang. I had accomplished something that id set out to do since i was a little girl. About a week later, my new friend alex called and asked if id like tohang out with him and a few of his friends. I told him id love to. We arranged to have him pick me up at 8 in my apartment. I did invite him inside where he fucked me right in the bathroom as i waa getting ready. With my lipstick reapplied, i went to get a new pair of underwear but was told those would just get in the way. We drove to this nice lounge and met up with 2 of his friends who were seated at a booth. They were all perfect gentlemen and i got my whisky sour and glass of water. The whole time were there i waa fingered and fondled under the table. The men would take turn sitting next to me and reaching under my skirt. When i thought i would explode with anticipation, Alex said it was tome to leave. I of course gave him head in the car on the way his jouse. He really had a nice place from what i saw but we didnt get passed the couch. I was told to undress and open my whore legs. I quickly did that. They took turn fucking me. I was creampied by allvthree and told to scoop the cum out and lick it. I loved the mixture of my pussy juice and spunk. When that was done i was told to clean my pussy juice off their cocks. Now, one of the men had never been rimmed before so i was told i had to give him a rim job so he could see if he liked it. My specialty when rimming is to suck the ass while putting my tongue inside the whole and while doing that i liked to jerk the guy off. Needless to say, i think he liked it cause he came in less than two minutes. Next i was told that i was going to be double penetrated. I instantlt felt excited and turned on especially with the memory of my last dp. This time though, they said it would be double anal. It wasnt as nice as when it was in my pussy but i still liked it. Now that i think of it, i was triple penetrated because there was also abcock in my mouth. When the guys finally went home, Alex invited me to stay over. Witgout even showering or washing up, he ate me out. He ate my pussy like it was the last meal on earth. Im sure he could taste the guys' cum but he didnt mind so neither did i. He also kissed me for the first time since i met him and again, im sure he tasted cum. The next morning, he cooked me breakfast and drove me home with promises of more to come. Always being an independent woman though, i knew i wasnt going to wait for his calls before i got into adventures of my own.... If you liked this story, let me know and i will write more MUAH... Thx for reading

I just banged my dad again last night. Soooo horny. Today in English I fingered because of that. "A field trip?" Fay screams at my teacher. "Aren't those for little kids?" Han asks. "Yes just you all are going to help addicts and drinkers so it's a good cause." Mr. Ligh scolds. "What if they rape us." Hallie yells loudly. "They won't." Mr Ligh sighs. I would never let a addict fuck me, but if he is like super hot then I would. "Its tomorrow so no time to waist." Mr. Ligh finishes. I get home and pick out my outfit. I go with a really tight see-through blouse and a skirt. I think about wearing underwear but then toss it back into the drawer. On the bus I sit in a group of boys, to show off my sexual moves. I lay on the seat and unbutton my blouse to expose me breasts. I lift up my skirt to show my clit. A boy feels my boobs. "Damn Girl you fine." He says. I feel his dick through his jeans. He unzips it and puts it thru the hole. I stroke and rub it until I want it in my mouth. I suck and lick until he cums. I button up and pull down my skirt. I look out the window and see a guy with saggy pants. "People here are badass." I smile. Unfinished lips are graffitied on a building. Our bus stops and we all get out. We climb up the steps and walk inside. "Hello." An attractive man, with bags under his eyes and glasses smiles. A black guy comes up from behind him "Hello!" He greets us. The guy with the glasses looks at me. I wink and his face turns red. We go into there basement. They have lunch set up for us. I pick a seat next to the glasses man and pull up my skirt so my pussy shows. He drops his pen and looks down for it. His eyes trace up to my pussy. I hear his tongue lick his lips as he sits up and looks at me. I smile at him. "Can you give me a tour?" I ask sweetly. "S-sure." He quickly replies. I stand up, keeping my skirt up my butts shows. I hear a boy whisle. I follow the glasses man up the stairs. "What's your name?" I ask. "Matt." He says. "This is wear we sleep." He continues. "Where's your bedroom?" I ask. "Here." He says pointing to it. I walk right in and stand by his bed pretending to look out the window. "Nice." I say. He walks up next to me. "What were you doing flashing me your pussy?" He asks. "Oh." I say. I turn to him. His apple bobs as I stare into his eyes. "You want sex?" He says surprised and serious. I unbutton my blouse. "No, I can't have sex with you, it's not right." He says looking away. I push him on the bed and jump onto him. "No. Let me go." He says loudly. I unbutton the last button and my boobs are fully exposed. He looks at them, eyes wide with amazement. I take off my blouse and kiss his quivering lips. I move down his neck. I take off his glasses. His eyes glare down to me. "No." He says in a commanding voice. "I am not having sex with you." He says. I slide up his shirt. I moan a little. He tightens his ass to the sound. "Am I making to horny?" I say in a baby voice. "N-no!" He denys. I kiss his abs. I go to his nipples and lick them. I look into his eyes. I squeeze them. He leans his head back. "Well." I say. "You make me horny." I slowly slide off his jeans. "No sex no sex." He says trying to push me off. I grab his faces and stick my tongue in his open mouth. I hear muffled sounds downstairs. He moans. I massage his tongue with mine. "Damn." He says when I take it out. I go back to sliding his pants off. His dick is already standing on its own. "I turned you on?" I giggle. He slowly nods. I put my mouth around it. I lick the tip and then the sides. He moans. I suck it deeply. "Willing to do my a favor?" I ask smirking. He nods. I turn my body around so my ass is in his face. He hesitates but then touches my vagina with his tongue. I stop sucking to moan. He licks it again. He sticks his tongue in and out. I suck more faster. Best. Anal. Sex. Ever. He cums in my mouth. I don't waist anytime I sit up and stick his dick in my ass. I uh loudly. I jump up and down, over and over. His bed squeaks. I jump faster. Just like he is fucking me. I take it out and stick it in my vagina. I ride him like a horse until he is about to explode. "I'm going to cum." He says. I turn it over to my ass. I jump and jump. He and I moan so loud it echoes thru the room. "Cum inside me." I demand. He stiffens. I feel something move deep inside me. I collapse. I kiss him again and once more. We make out. "That was sexy. He admits. I giggle. I put on my clothes and go downstairs. We leave the house and go onto the bus. That was the best field trip ever. Second way. (Read also for more hornyness.) I just banged my dad again last night. Soooo horny. Today in English I fingered because of that. "A field trip?" Fay screams at my teacher. "Aren't those for little kids?" Han asks. "Yes just you all are going to help addicts and drinkers so it's a good cause." Mr. Ligh scolds. "What if they rape us." Hallie yells loudly. "They won't." Mr Ligh sighs. I would never let a addict fuck me, but if he is like super hot then I would. "Its tomorrow so no time to waist." Mr. Ligh finishes. I get home and pick out my outfit. I go with a really tight see-through blouse and a skirt. I think about wearing underwear but then toss it back into the drawer. On the bus I sit in a group of boys, to show off my sexual moves. I lay on the seat and unbutton my blouse to expose me breasts. I lift up my skirt to show my clit. A boy feels my boobs. "Damn Girl you fine." He says. I feel his dick through his jeans. He unzips it and puts it thru the hole. I stroke and rub it until I want it in my mouth. I suck and lick until he cums. I button up and pull down my skirt. I look out the window and see a guy with saggy pants. "People here are badass." I smile. Unfinished lips are graffitied on a building. Our bus stops and we all get out. We climb up the steps and walk inside. "Hello." An attractive man, with bags under his eyes and glasses smiles. A black guy comes up from behind him "Hello!" He greets us. The guy with the glasses looks at me. I wink and his face turns red. We go into there basement. They have lunch set up for us. I pick a seat next to the glasses man and pull up my skirt so my pussy shows. He drops his pen and looks down for it. His eyes trace up to my pussy. I hear his tongue lick his lips as he sits up and looks at me. I smile at him. ---------Start here---------- "Everyone get the fuck down!" I hear someone say. "What the fuck!" I hear Edward say. "Everyone get undressed!" The glasses man joins in. Everyone does as there told, even my teacher. The men also get undressed. A boy grabs me from my wrist and throws me on the ground. "Suck it, slut." He says. I stick it in my mouth and lick it. I deeply suck it. I hear footsteps behind me. It grabs my ass and I feel a stiff thing enter my ass. I fucks me hardw, I scream and moan yes. "Yes, oh, yes." I moan. "Suck it more!" The man shouts. I suck it even more, it cums. I swallow it. He goes under me and fucks my vagina. "Two fucks at once sounds sexy." Edward says. I open my mouth and gasp. I feel wetness between my legs. I moan loudly. I feel a cock in the middle of my breasts. One enters my mouth. I suck it. It cums all over my face. I feel cum enter my body. Couple seconds later another load does. "Oh baby's! Oh!" I scream. "Yeah bitch. I know you love this sex slut. You want more." The ass fucker says. I nod. I want more. I orgasum again. I look over to see my classmates masturbating. "More. More dicks." I moan. One rides my back, one eats me out while someone is fucking it. I leak my liquids one the stone floor. I scream as the sexual world around me goes faster. So damn sexy.

Before I start i must first apologize for any grammatical errors. As you read in my synopsis, we all have to start somewhere. A bit of a back story then. My dad was never in the picture so my mom got remarried when i was 7. The man she married had a 14 year old son at the time. When i turned 17, mom decided that home life was not for her. She felt like she wasnt able to provide for me so she told my stepdad to keep me and when i turned 18 i could get the fuck out. Carl (my stepdad) was more than happy to keep me but he told me that i would have to do my share around the house. Cooking and cleaning became the norm. Often when id be on my hands and knees scrubbing hed be sitting down getting a full view. One day he told me, no, he DEMMANDED that i clean with no clothes on. I reluctantly did as i was told. When that wasnt enough, he suggested that as of now, when i got home from school, i was not allowed to have any clothes on. I remember the first time he came into my room. Being a light sleeper, i felt his presence as soon as he came in. He didnt do much that night. Some light fingering and a bit of touching. I remember staying up all night hoping he would return. He didnt come back until 6 days later. Then it became a daily routine. Then i guess he got bored or figured that my participation would be required because eventually he would _wake me up_ and have me suck his dick. He loved having his dick sucked. Deepthroat was one of his favorite activities to engage in. Most of the time on Saturdays, hed have his friends come over and theyd play poker and complain about the wife and kids. I was never allowed to come around when his friends were invited. I was his deep dark secret that no one was supposed to be privvy to. Well, on this particular Saturday, i was in my room and i was dying of thirst. I didnt know how long the game would go on and i needed a drink. So, i put sone shorts on and a simple t-shirt and made my way to the kitchen. One of his friends was currently bad mouthing his wife because she hadnt fucked him in about 1 month. He said he was contemplating getting a hooker. When they heard me walk through, everyone got quiet. All the focus was on me. A young thick girl with perky tits and a perfect ass. Carl asked me what i was doing out and i told him i was thirsty. One of his friends, the only one i recognized asked how my mom was and i told him i had no idea. She was m.i.a once again and would call when she fely like it. He commented on how much ive grown and i thanked him. All eyes were still on me and Carl must have noticed. He asked me if i wanted a beer and i said yes. I took it and was going to make my way back to my room when he told me to join them. The game continued but the first 20 mins was silent and awkward. The other guy that was complaining about his wife not giving a fuck (literally), decided that he wasnt done venting. He went back to his woes and said she wont even suck dick. At that, i started laughing like carzy. I felt like being bold so i said i love sucking dick. The room got quiet again and this time everyone looked at Carl to see his reaction. When they saw him laughing, my joke finally travelled to their brains and laughter filled the room. Im guessing it wasnt just their brains that got the hint. One of them asked me what else i liked to do. I told him i loved getting fucked doggy style but i specialized in choking on dick. I asked him if he wanted me to show him since he was so curious. Of course the pervert said yes. I got up, went over to him and without another word, i pushed his chair back and unzipped his pants. Soon as i put my mouth on it he came. I think it was more out of shock then anything else. I took off my clothes and with a smile on my face i asked who else wanted me to relieve them of theit stress. All five hands shot up including Carl. For the next hour i was surrounded by dick. Big, small, fat, skinny, long and thick. Each one got the love and attention they deserved. I was being pulled on all sides. Soon as i left one another was waiting in the wings. I was getting my hair pulled, my ass slapped, my tits played with and my pussy fingered. I was a whore in her natural habitat. The more i sucked, the more i wanted. I was ravenous. I was a cock hungry fiend who would not be denied. One guy, the one with the skinny dick wanted me to rim him. I turned him around, bent him over and licked his ass like an ice cream cone. My tongue was inside his warm hole. It seemed like a follow the leader session because when i was done with his ass and he came like the hoovrr dam, all the rest wanted the same treatment. I ate everyones ass, aucked and swallowed some more and got fucked only once by Carl. He said he was still enjoying my pussy and wasnt willing to share. Yet The guys didnt mind. While Carl fucked me i was still servicing them. I was still choking on cum and i still had my face covered in ass. The next story will involve my step brother. Hope you enjoyed. Muah

Before I start i must first apologize for any grammatical errors. As you read in my synopsis, we all have to start somewhere. A bit of a back story then. My dad was never in the picture so my mom got remarried when i was 7. The man she married had a 14 year old son at the time. When i turned 17, mom decided that home life was not for her. She felt like she wasnt able to provide for me so she told my stepdad to keep me and when i turned 18 i could get the fuck out. Carl (my stepdad) was more than happy to keep me but he told me that i would have to do my share around the house. Cooking and cleaning became the norm. Often when id be on my hands and knees scrubbing hed be sitting down getting a full view. One day he told me, no, he DEMMANDED that i clean with no clothes on. I reluctantly did as i was told. When that wasnt enough, he suggested that as of now, when i got home from school, i was not allowed to have any clothes on. I remember the first time he came into my room. Being a light sleeper, i felt his presence as soon as he came in. He didnt do much that night. Some light fingering and a bit of touching. I remember staying up all night hoping he would return. He didnt come back until 6 days later. Then it became a daily routine. Then i guess he got bored or figured that my participation would be required because eventually he would _wake me up_ and have me suck his dick. He loved having his dick sucked. Deepthroat was one of his favorite activities to engage in. Most of the time on Saturdays, hed have his friends come over and theyd play poker and complain about the wife and kids. I was never allowed to come around when his friends were invited. I was his deep dark secret that no one was supposed to be privvy to. Well, on this particular Saturday, i was in my room and i was dying of thirst. I didnt know how long the game would go on and i needed a drink. So, i put sone shorts on and a simple t-shirt and made my way to the kitchen. One of his friends was currently bad mouthing his wife because she hadnt fucked him in about 1 month. He said he was contemplating getting a hooker. When they heard me walk through, everyone got quiet. All the focus was on me. A young thick girl with perky tits and a perfect ass. Carl asked me what i was doing out and i told him i was thirsty. One of his friends, the only one i recognized asked how my mom was and i told him i had no idea. She was m.i.a once again and would call when she fely like it. He commented on how much ive grown and i thanked him. All eyes were still on me and Carl must have noticed. He asked me if i wanted a beer and i said yes. I took it and was going to make my way back to my room when he told me to join them. The game continued but the first 20 mins was silent and awkward. The other guy that was complaining about his wife not giving a fuck (literally), decided that he wasnt done venting. He went back to his woes and said she wont even suck dick. At that, i started laughing like carzy. I felt like being bold so i said i love sucking dick. The room got quiet again and this time everyone looked at Carl to see his reaction. When they saw him laughing, my joke finally travelled to their brains and laughter filled the room. Im guessing it wasnt just their brains that got the hint. One of them asked me what else i liked to do. I told him i loved getting fucked doggy style but i specialized in choking on dick. I asked him if he wanted me to show him since he was so curious. Of course the pervert said yes. I got up, went over to him and without another word, i pushed his chair back and unzipped his pants. Soon as i put my mouth on it he came. I think it was more out of shock then anything else. I took off my clothes and with a smile on my face i asked who else wanted me to relieve them of theit stress. All five hands shot up including Carl. For the next hour i was surrounded by dick. Big, small, fat, skinny, long and thick. Each one got the love and attention they deserved. I was being pulled on all sides. Soon as i left one another was waiting in the wings. I was getting my hair pulled, my ass slapped, my tits played with and my pussy fingered. I was a whore in her natural habitat. The more i sucked, the more i wanted. I was ravenous. I was a cock hungry fiend who would not be denied. One guy, the one with the skinny dick wanted me to rim him. I turned him around, bent him over and licked his ass like an ice cream cone. My tongue was inside his warm hole. It seemed like a follow the leader session because when i was done with his ass and he came like the hoovrr dam, all the rest wanted the same treatment. I ate everyones ass, aucked and swallowed some more and got fucked only once by Carl. He said he was still enjoying my pussy and wasnt willing to share. Yet The guys didnt mind. While Carl fucked me i was still servicing them. I was still choking on cum and i still had my face covered in ass. The next story will involve my step brother. Hope you enjoyed. Muah

I stare out the window. It looks really cold outside, like freezing. The bus zooms past trees. I stand up. Aiden is is the back laughing his ass off. I smile. He looks over to me and smiles at me. I freeze and zoom down in my seat. Katy gives me and unsure look. I look back out the window. "So, who were you looking at back there?" She asks scooting up to look over the seat. "Nothing, just checking." I say keeping my eyes out the window. She sits back down behind me. "Yeah, okay." She laughs. I sigh. He is probably going to hang with his friends. I stick a Swedish Fish in my mouth and suck on it. "Can I have one?" A girl asks from in front of us. "Sure." I say handing her one. "Oh BTW he totally likes you." She giggles. My face gets red with embarrassment. "Fuck no." I say under my breath. I put my head on the window but it shocks with pain as the bus bounces. I rub my head. Ouch. I hear cheers. "Were here!" Our teacher says. I get up and jump into the isle. I run into the building because it is so fucking cold! I go upstairs and I set my coat and my backpack down. I look over to Aiden. He picks up a slice of pizza and starts to walk away. "Aiden!" I hear Sidney shriek. He turns at see her running at her. He grunts as she grabs his face and kisses him. WTF? "Hey Sid." He smiles. "Hey bae." She giggles. "Can I walk with you?" I blurt out. He looks over to me. "Sure-" he struggles to say. "But bae you have to walk with me." She pouts. I walk over to him. We start walking down the stairs as my shoe gets caught on the step or something. I trip and fall down the stairs. He lets go of Sidney's hand and runs towards me. "Are you okay?" He says as he lifts me up. Sidney glances over to me. "Y-yeah I am." I say. We go over to the boot station. I go behind both of them and stand. He has a girlfriend, I never... "Hello?" The man says to me. I jerk upwards and hits Aiden's chin. "Sorry!" I say covering my mouth. He laughs and walks towards a bentch. "I'll have a... 6 please." I smile. I have so small feet! He hands me them and I sit next to Aiden. I struggle to get my boot on. "Here I'll help yah."He says grabbing my boot. My foot pushes thru. "Wow, sixes." He says. "Yeah... I have small feet." I say embarrassed. He helps me with the other one. Soon we have everything we need. I trip and fall over with my skis. I laugh. I clench my stomach and finally get up. Sidney glides off with her friends as me and Aiden are left alone. "Well cya later maybe?" I say smiling. "Yeah." He smiles back. I ski over to Katy. "Hey follow me on the ski lift." She says grabbing my hand. I watch Aiden move up the fast moving rope. "Kay." I say waiting in line. The ski lift rockets forwards as our feet fly off the ground. "Holy shit!" I say. "Lol." She says giggling. We get to the top and slide over to the "Easiest Way Down". It's a biggish hill with a little curve at the end. "Meet ya down there!" I say with a glowing laugh. I slowly turn at first. Then I feel a shift and start to lose control. I am heading for the trees as I quickly turn my feet and start moving the other way. "Woah!" I examine. I turn down the hill and wait in line for the ski lift again. "Hey!" I hear a voice say. "Oh hey Aiden." I say smiling. "Mind if I join you?" He says. "Not at all." I laugh. We both go onto the ski lift. "So how's it going?" He asks. "It's fine, for a first time anyway." I reply. Aiden says a joke witch makes me laugh all the way up the lift. I move forward as the lift comes to the top. We run into each other and fall on the ground. His hands grab my ass, I tighten it. I breathe. "Here let me help you up." He says after he gets up. He offers a hand. I take it. "Thanks." I say. We nod to each other and go opposite ways. "Hey! Katie look what I found!" I hear a voice shout. "What Emma?" I say skiing over. She points to a trail going down a little hill. We skate down it. The light shines on the snow. I hear moans in the distance. "You hear that?" I say. "No." She replies. I look around. Hm... I skate down the hill. Me and Emma go onto the ski lift and talk about the new movie Divergent. I get to the top and again we go down the trail. We do that 6 times. Soon I go alone on the trail. I hear moans again. They are saying my name. What the hell? I take off my skies and walk into the woods. I hear someone coming so I duck down. It's Sidney and her friends. They soon pass. I struggle to walk up the hill. When I see it I see a boy leaning against a tree, masturbating. I try to look who it is. He has dark brown hair, sidesweep, probably white. Aiden? My face gets hot. The boy looks over to me. He struggles to pull up his pants and try's to run. "Hey wait!" I say. The boy stops right in his tracks, he recognizes my voice. I grab his hand. It is wet from the sweat. I pull back on it so he turns around. His blue eyes look onto mine. "Aiden?" I say. He stays silent then moves his face closer to mine. No... He kisses my lips. He slides his face to the side and kisses again with out moving him face away. I close my eyes. He lays me against the tree and moves his hands to my waist. I kiss him back. We are standing there, making out. His hands slide up my back. He grabs at my shoulder blades. I crush my body to his. He pulls his face back and takes off his pants and underware. I'm to into this love, I slide off my shirt. He pulls me close and un clips my bra. He kisses me slowly, moving down to my collarbone. I tighten my grip on him. He grabs my breasts. I moan. It feels so good... He slides him mouth down to the left one. He's mouth encloses on my nipple and he starts sucking. I moan passional as he sucks deeper and deeper. He lick between my boobs. I breathe out loud. He shakes his head violently as he blows a raspberry. I grab his back tighter. He gently sucks on my right breast. I slide down my pants and underware. We lay our coats and snow pants to make a bed. I lay down. He props himself on top of me and kisses me lightly. He crawls down to my legs. He licks next to the opening. He licks the opening over and over. It send quivers of pleasure thru me. He slides he tongue in, it makes my legs shake. He slides it I. And out, tongue fucking me. I have high pitched moans fly out my mouth. He moves faster and faster, tounge fucking me. "I'm-I'm going to cum!" I say. My juices flow into his mouth. He goes up and gives me a lingering kiss. He stands up and slides off his shirt. He sits on his knees, I crawl over. His dick hangs down like a rope. I touch it, it is surging. I enclose my mouth on it. I bob my head up and down. His dick is smooth. I look up into his eyes as I suck on it. He leans his head back and moans. I reach my hand up and stroke it. I rub up and down it. I tickle his balls, they are tight. "Damn." I say muffled from his dick. The vibration from my voice makes his white goo pile into my mouth. I look into his eyes as I swallow it. I open my mouth and look back at his dick. It is as straight as a stick. I crawl backwards and get on my hands and knees. He grabs my waist. I feel his dick on my ass. He found my asshole. I squeak as he puts it in. He slowly fucks me at first. I have long "uh's" flow out my mouth. He fucks me faster now, my boobs swing forward and back. He moves faster, I spank my ass for more pleasure. In a hurry he slides it out and cums all over my ass. He rubs in the cum, as he slides his face between the cheeks. He licks violently. He turns me around. He kisses me gently and sticks his dick in my vagina. He fucks me fast but I'm use to it now. He moves my dirty blonde hair out my face. "Going- to- cum-" he pants. "Fill me." I whisper. His wonderful sexual juices flow into me. "I love you." He smiles. "Me too." I say. We put on our gear and he gives me a lingering kiss. We ski off together, go on the ski lift, sit next to each other on the bus. "Want a Swedish Fish?" I ask him. "Sure." He says, then kisses my cheek.

The grass feels nice on my fingertips. Our teacher wants us to make hiking groups. We get into them when Aiden walks over to join us. I give him a nod and we walk down to the lake. Grace whispers into my ear "I saw him looking at you." "Shut up." I say. "I wonder what your sex would be like." She giggles. "Shut up!" I say a little to loud. Jett stops walking. "Maybe we could go skinny dipping." She says suddenly. We look at her when Grace is taking off her shirt. " sounds fun." She says as her shirt falls on the ground. I give her an unsure look. Soon I'm the only one on shore. "Come on!" David laughs. I start to take off my pants. Then my shirt. Then my under clothes. The hold my hands over my vagina and breasts. I start to get into the water. Then I feel wet hands over my back. I splash into the water. "What the fuck?" I say coming up form the water. I see David laughing as he jumps in. I go by Jett and Grace. "So Grace told me that Aiden likes you." Jett giggles. I look at Aiden. "Well I think he is pretty sexy." I admit. "And a total bad ass." Grace continues. I feel fingers underwater. It feels my ass. "What the fuck..." I say looking down at the water. I look up to see my friends are gone. "Guys? This is not funny..." I say. I feel hands enclose on my ankles. I get pulled down. I open my eyes. I see a figurative with dark hair. He swims towards me and grabs my body bringing me closer to him. He holds me there searching my body. I try to swim up but he pulls me down and kisses me. He breathes air into my lungs. I become useless in the water. He kissed my neck then my breasts. I wrapped my legs around his body. I slid my legs up and down his back. He goes down to my hips and pulls his head down. I feel his tongue slid into it massaging my clit. I clutch my breast and squeeze it. Holy shit... Feel hands grip my ass. More hands. I feel another tongue enter my body. I get pulled onto shore. I cough. Aiden and David are pulling me out. Aiden... Aiden grabs me up and carrys me into some grass. He sticks his already hard dick into my vagina. I moan. I hear Grace and Jett giggle. I close my eyes. He lifts one leg over his shoulder and fucks me. My breasts bounce and jiggle and he does. I keep my mouth open. I silently moan as it slides in and out. He takes it out and I moan. I want more. More. He climbs over me and kisses my lips and sticks his dick in again. We passionly make love to each other. Our kisses clicking. I get on all fours. He grabs my waist and sticks it in he fucks hard. I moan each fuck louder and louder. He takes it out. He crawls up me kissing every move. Soon his dick is in my face I grab it and stick it in my mouth. He grinds his hips. I feel hands on my thighs. Somebody else sticks his in. I lick inside his hole. The other guy fucks me hard. I moan into Aidens dick. It vibrates. He moans. I lick his balls and squeeze them. He relaxes his body on salty sexy cum goes down my throat. The other man takes his dick out of me and cums on my face. I lick it off. Aiden comes up to me and licks a long lick on my lips. His head backs away. I stick my tongue out and he licks it. I do also. We wrap are tounge together. Aiden lays next to me. I'm not done. I get on top of him and sticks his dick in. I ride him. I move my hips back and forward first slow then fast. He moans. I get on top of hims still humping. I feel his breath on my ear. I feel a dick enter my ass and I get fucked. We all lay there naked. Grace, Jett and me smell like whores. We bathe off in The lake. We get our clothes on. I dry my hair with Aidens shirt. "Thanks." I smile. "No prob." He says giving me a lingering kiss and touches my ass. We walk up the hill. I hold Aidens hand. Soon we have to go on the bus again. We still have to go to the aquarium. The building sparkles. We go inside. I walk next to a pond of fish. I see scuba dive gear next to it. We put it on. I laugh and the silly sight Aiden is. I see his boner thru it. We jump in. Aiden pulls me behind a rock. He brushes him hand up and down my side. I nod as I unzip my gear. Damn zipper is stuck. He goes behind me and unzips it. We kiss under the water. He fuck my ass one last time. The water glass is fogged. I write I "heart" you. He hugs me and we float up to the top. Second time (don't read if you read it once) The grass feels nice on my fingertips. Our teacher wants us to make hiking groups. We get into them when Aiden walks over to join us. I give him a nod and we walk down to the lake. Grace whispers into my ear "I saw him looking at you." "Shut up." I say. "I wonder what your sex would be like." She giggles. "Shut up!" I say a little to loud. Jett stops walking. "Maybe we could go skinny dipping." She says suddenly. We look at her when Grace is taking off her shirt. " sounds fun." She says as her shirt falls on the ground. I give her an unsure look. Soon I'm the only one on shore. "Come on!" David laughs. I start to take off my pants. Then my shirt. Then my under clothes. The hold my hands over my vagina and breasts. I start to get into the water. Then I feel wet hands over my back. I splash into the water. "What the fuck?" I say coming up form the water. I see David laughing as he jumps in. I go by Jett and Grace. "So Grace told me that Aiden likes you." Jett giggles. I look at Aiden. "Well I think he is pretty sexy." I admit. "And a total bad ass." Grace continues. I feel fingers underwater. It feels my ass. "What the fuck..." I say looking down at the water. I look up to see my friends are gone. "Guys? This is not funny..." I say. I feel hands enclose on my ankles. I get pulled down. I open my eyes. I see a figurative with dark hair. He swims towards me and grabs my body bringing me closer to him. He holds me there searching my body. I try to swim up but he pulls me down and kisses me. He breathes air into my lungs. I become useless in the water. He kissed my neck then my breasts. I wrapped my legs around his body. I slid my legs up and down his back. He goes down to my hips and pulls his head down. I feel his tongue slid into it massaging my clit. I clutch my breast and squeeze it. Holy shit... Feel hands grip my ass. More hands. I feel another tongue enter my body. I get pulled onto shore. I cough. Aiden and David are pulling me out. Aiden... Aiden grabs me up and carrys me into some grass. He sticks his already hard dick into my vagina. I moan. I hear Grace and Jett giggle. I close my eyes. He lifts one leg over his shoulder and fucks me. My breasts bounce and jiggle and he does. I keep my mouth open. I silently moan as it slides in and out. He takes it out and I moan. I want more. More. He climbs over me and kisses my lips and sticks his dick in again. We passionly make love to each other. Our kisses clicking. I get on all fours. He grabs my waist and sticks it in he fucks hard. I moan each fuck louder and louder. He takes it out. He crawls up me kissing every move. Soon his dick is in my face I grab it and stick it in my mouth. He grinds his hips. I feel hands on my thighs. Somebody else sticks his in. I lick inside his hole. The other guy fucks me hard. I moan into Aidens dick. It vibrates. He moans. I lick his balls and squeeze them. He relaxes his body on salty sexy cum goes down my throat. The other man takes his dick out of me and cums on my face. I lick it off. Aiden comes up to me and licks a long lick on my lips. His head backs away. I stick my tongue out and he licks it. I do also. We wrap are tounge together. Aiden lays next to me. I'm not done. I get on top of him and sticks his dick in. I ride him. I move my hips back and forward first slow then fast. He moans. I get on top of hims still humping. I feel his breath on my ear. I feel a dick enter my ass and I get fucked. We all lay there naked. Grace, Jett and me smell like whores. We bathe off in The lake. We get our clothes on. I dry my hair with Aidens shirt. "Thanks." I smile. "No prob." He says giving me a lingering kiss and touches my ass. We walk up the hill. I hold Aidens hand. Soon we have to go on the bus again. We still have to go to the aquarium. The building sparkles. We go inside. I walk next to a pond of fish. I see scuba dive gear next to it. We put it on. I laugh and the silly sight Aiden is. I see his boner thru it. We jump in. Aiden pulls me behind a rock. He brushes him hand up and down my side. I nod as I unzip my gear. Damn zipper is stuck. He goes behind me and unzips it. We kiss under the water. He fuck my ass one last time. The water glass is fogged. I write I "heart" you. He hugs me and we float up to the top.

A Tasty Treat I met her on the net. She was Asian and absolutely beautiful. Long black hair that hung down just below her knees... I had never seen hair that long before. A perfect body...34 28 32. A nice tidy little arse that really showed itself when she wore her tight jeans. Her manner was quite exquisite. Traditional Chinese, she wanted to make me happy... in all areas of life! At first, I thought it was a bit over the top but on thinking about it a bit more, I decided, that, yes... after 48 years of hard slog...it was my time to have fun and relax. After all, hadn’t I dreamed of this? Yes...and how many of us have. When she had first arrived in the country, and we had talked of various life issues...she just came straight out and said, ''I have come here for you and only you. You are my man, my master. I am yours. I give myself to you in mind and body. My spirit is mine but it agrees with my mind and body.'' I thought for a minute that this was an Asian thing, so I said, ''That’s really nice, Rong, and I am yours, too. We will be...'' Before I finished she cut in and said, ''No, no..You no understand. I give myself to YOU. You do as you please with me; I am your slave, you my master. I look after you, cook, clean, you use me; my body belongs to you, now. You understand? I your slave in all areas of life. I only ask you not to make marks on body like scars.'' Well...this shook me to the core...but as I say...its my time. I said to her, ''Rong, I’m sorry, I understand, now. Yes, I will look after my slave. I will not beat you but I will be rough at times, and I will discipline you when I think you need it. You will always dress in nice dresses but you may not wear any bras or panties ever again...is that understood?'' "Yes my master", she answered sweetly. I was going to dispense with the "My master" thing but decided to think on that one, just for the time being. I decided to take her out and buy her some really nice dresses, some really sexy ones and a few toys. As much as I enjoy a naked woman, like every other man...I happen to really enjoy the sight of a beautiful woman dressed up, in high heels and ready for fun. I was going to transform this little lady of mine into a high-class slut. My mind was working overtime already!!! In total, I think I spent something like $32,000. A lot, I know but I was going to enjoy myself, and she was going to learn to enjoy herself and be a well looked after litter slut slave. There were some beautiful gowns, and real slutty type dresses...but all pretty high-class threads. My home is a large place. It has six bedrooms, a huge double lounge, a dinning room that could seat 60 easy, a games room with the full size pool table, a sauna, a swimming pool and spa. I’m not sure why it was built so big, but I liked it. It was certainly going to be getting good use now. We arrived back from our shopping excursion, and I told Rong to put the clothes away, and to get dressed in one of the cream gowns. This gown fit like a glove, with small spaghetti type straps and a low cut in front and a lower cut at the back, going right down to the beginning of her arse crack. She had put on the white lace up stilettos and topped the whole ensemble off with a pearl necklace and teardrop earrings. Her hair hung down over her shoulders and down her back and she had put little flowers all through it. Her sweet little arse looked a pretty picture as it moved under that gown. It took a lot of effort not to fuck her there and then. She looked like a high-class bride ready to be thrown on the banquet table and fucked hard. And she walked like a proud little bride, not knowing what was in store for her. But I was going to eat her first!!! Rong came up to me and asked me if I wanted her to make anything for tea. Well...my mind was racing. I had to think hard...and as hard as my cock. . I had always fantasized of messy sex and here was my first and greatest opportunity. I asked her, ''Can you prepare a salad, with salad dressing in a bowl, include some tomatoes, avocado, cucumber and don’t peel or cut the cucumber, grate some carrot, and also peel two whole carrots and put them on a plate on there own. Also, add some pea sprouts mixed in the salad. I will get some chicken and some prawns from town, I wont be long.'' She answered, ''Yes my master, would you like me to prepare some drinks?'' ''Yes, Rong, just get a bottle or two of the red in the lounge. I'll open it when we’re ready to eat.’’ I answered. So, I jumped in the car and raced to the supermarket, bought a precooked chook, some prawns... and then decided to think about dessert. I added some runny chocolate sauce, treacle, strawberries, grapes and watermelon. This was going to be fun. On arriving back home, Rong had set the table and added a couple of candles to set the scene. Looking at Rong, I decided to have her change into something shorter and slightly sluttier. ''Rong, go and change into the gold satin dress with the bow in front.'' ''Yes, my master'', and off she went. This dress was a cocktail dress, strapless with the top riding low barely covering her tits. It came down just to within a couple of inches below her cunt. The bow was wrapped under the bust line, with the rest of the satin hanging loose down to the length of the dress. An important addition as you will soon discover. Well, down she came, gliding smoothly down the stairs. And looking quite the beautiful Asian slut. Added to the ensemble she had added a satin bow to her hair, which made her look innocent. I loved it. ''Rong, you look perfect. Have a seat and I will cut the chicken.'' After serving the food, I opened the wine and poured her a drink. She had arranged the seats to be opposite each other, but I grabbed a chair and sat next to her. She was a little surprised but said nothing. ''I have organized a bit of dessert, Rong, I think you will like it, in fact I know you will.’’ I said to her I must have caught her by surprise, as she was taking a mouthful of salad. A drop of salad dressing dropped from her mouth and onto the gap between her tits. She moved quickly to pick up her napkin to wipe it off but I stopped her. ''No Rong, allow me.'' I suggested. And with that I got up end licked it off her, taking my time and making sure my tongue covered more than it should have. At first I felt Rong stiffen but within seconds she relaxed and I could hear her breath become shorter, more excited. My tongue ran over her tits, up and down her neck and finally ended with a passionate kiss. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths. Rong was responding and I could hear her warming to this beginning. Just as suddenly, I broke off the kiss, sat down and carried on eating. I could see the question in her eyes. I ignored her. It took her about 3 minutes to recover and then, slowly began to chew on a bit of salad again. I looked at her and asked, ''How did you like that, Rong?'' ''Mmmm...I like if you like, master'', she replied. ''Good'', I answered, ''Are you wet, are you feeling horny, my sweet little slut? She was looking a bit confused...but she replied, ''Y-yes master, I am wet and if you want more, I here for you.'' "God, what an angel.'' I thought. I pick up a chicken drumstick and started to chew on it and suddenly had a thought... Looking at Rong, I handed her the drumstick and said, “Rong, I want taste your cunt juices on this chicken. Do me the honor of rubbing this all over your cunt, will you?'' Without a second glance she took the drumstick, pulled up her dress and started to rub it all over her cunt. She pulled her cunt lips apart and shoved that lucky piece of meat up against them, making sure it got a good coating. But I wasn’t happy with it so I decided to help. I walked around behind her and put my arms around her taking the chicken from her and making her stretch her cunt lips wide. With that, I buried the drumstick as hard as I could, into her cunt. She gave a gasp of surprise but moved in her chair to accommodate the intrusion. Slowly, I moved that drumstick in and out of her. Rong started to moan in pleasure. Her head lay back against my shoulder, her hair falling down the back of the chair. Her hips began to move in rhythm to my ministrations. The drumstick would disappear up to my fingers and then out again. I did this a number of times then pulled it out and went back to my seat. I put the sodden drumstick on my plate and looked at Rong. ''Thanks, Rong, would you like some on your chicken?'' Rong looked at me, through glazed eyes. She was as randy as anything and the fact that I had just stopped the action frustrated her. She answered, ''Yes master, I would like that. With lots of my cunt juices on it.'' So once again, I took a drumstick off her plate and while she held herself, I fucked her tight little cunt with it. She was right into it. She moved further down the chair to make more room for me. So to reward her, I moved that piece of chook harder and faster into her. She started to rub her clit and moved to the rhythm. I moved my other hand to her tits and found a hard erect nipple waiting for me. I rolled it between my fingers, squeezing it and teasing it hard. I could hear Rong breathing deeper and heavier, so I pulled on her nipple, knowing that the pressure I was exerting was going to hurt her intensely. Sure enough she gave out a quiet squeal of pain and she moved to try to release her tit from my grasp, but I had a tight hold and she couldn’t get away. She was caught between pleasure and pain Just as suddenly as before, I retrieved the chicken, released her tit, placed the chicken on her plate and started to devour my morsel. She looked at me with frustration, and I said to her, "Eat up Rong, this is just the beginning of the meal. Wait till you see what I have for dessert.'' She was still breathing hard but with as much dignity as she could, she started on her cunt-covered drumstick. I watched her while she nibbled at it and said, ''You make this chicken taste great Rong. I must find some more that you can do for us.'' She answered, somewhat hesitantly, ''Y-yes m-master, it is my pleasure to do this for you. My body is yours.'' ''Good, and next time we will make sure you will come so we can taste that too.'' I said "Yes, master, it will be good'' I took a large bite from my chicken, chewed to a pulp and went to Rong. I covered her mouth with mine to kiss her and pushed the pulped chicken into her mouth. While doing this my hand went down to her cunt, where I inserted two fingers and started pumping. My mouth left hers and wandered down her neck, leaving a mess of chicken bits on its way. Finally I got to her tits and started to suck, bite and tease them. Rong was again beginning to moan and shift in her seat. She was wet!!!! I inserted another finger into her cunt and allowed them to search the depths of her cunt. I looked at Rong as I did this and her head was now hung back and her eyes closed tight, her mouth open and tongue licking her lips. “Aaaarrrrrr, fuck me master, please, I want you to put your cock in my cunt and fuck me hard. Hurt me, please. I want to be abused. Please abuse me master…do as you please…. I want you please.” She moaned I pulled my fingers out of her cunt and went and sat down again. I looked over at her and said, “Rong, did I hear you say you want me to abuse you?” She answered, “Yes master…this is my service to you and I like to be abused. I want you to use and abuse me whenever you wish. I am so hot now. I want to cum and I want you to cum inside me. Fill me with your cum…” “Rong, do you want me to fuck your arse?” I asked “Oh yes master.” She answered, “Fill my arse with you, cum into my arse and fill me.” I could see she was having a bit of trouble composing herself just after the last effort, so I went to the freezer and got a glass of ice. I took it to her and was going to fill it with water when she took hold of a piece of ice and rubbed it all over her tits and neck. I could see the affect it was having on her and wanted to fuck her hard right then, but I had more for her before that was going to happen. And I still hadn’t finished my meal yet! “Rong.” I said, “I want you to put that piece of ice into your cunt and let it melt while you are sitting there. I feel you need cooling down a bit.” Yes master” she answered. She obediently inserted the ice into her cunt and leaned back into the chair to relax a bit. I didn’t have a problem with this. It was a turn on looking at her cunt and watching water mixed with her juices oozing out of her cunt. While this was happening I decided to make things a little bit messier for my little slut slave. Reaching over to her hair I took off the bow and undid the knot. The satin material was about 4 feet long so it was plenty for what I had in mind. I stood up and told Rong to put her hands behind her, as I wanted to tie her up. She obediently did this and I made an excellent job of trussing up her hands so she couldn’t use them. I looked down and saw she was still oozing out of her cunt. I told her to stand up. She did this and I removed the chair from under her. “Rong, you are to eat the rest of your dinner standing up. You can’t use your hands so you have to use your mouth only. You are making a mess on the chair and I don’t want that.” “Yes master, I am sorry for the mess, I will clean it up if you desire,” she answered. “No Rong, just do as I say, now!” I reiterated sternly So she bent over her dinner and started to eat what she could get into her mouth. It was obviously difficult but fun watching. Her tits hung tantalizingly onto the table still encased in the dress, the dress hung out from her legs and rose up at the back. Her arse was now nearly visible. I pondered fucking her arse as she had asked… but I decided against this just yet. On the table were the two carrots that she had pealed and washed beforehand. So I took one of these and dipped it into some salad dressing making it slimy and slippery. Then I took the bowl of salad dressing and carefully dribbled it onto her arse, I watched it as it dribbled down her arse crack and down her legs. I could see her stiffen as I was doing this. I looked at her again and saw how much of a mess she was becoming. Her face was becoming covered in salad dressing and her hair was mixing in with her food. Every now and again she would hold her head up to swallow and the dressing would dribble down her front covering her tits and top of the dress. What a sight. I rubbed my hand over her sweet little arse and smooth some of the salad dressing into her crack, then inserted my finger into her arse. She grunted and spread her legs a bit further. I took that carrot and started to push it into her arse. Her legs stiffened to take up the pressure and I pushed more of it inside her. Moving it in and out, I could sense she was getting even more turned on by this. I pushed hard and watched a 7-inch carrot almost disappear up her arse. I stood back to appraise my handiwork and decided to leave it there a while. My hands were a bit messy so I dried them off on her hair. I went back to my dinner and started to eat again. Turning to her I asked, “Rong, are you feeling ok? Do you like what I have done to you so far? “Yes my master, I like. I like more.” She answered. “Good Rong, I will abuse you however I like and you will like it. I want you to turn around and sit on the table.” I demanded “Yes master” she obeyed She turned around and tried to sit on the table and I could see it was difficult for her as the carrot was posing a definite problem. I got up and helped her to adjust to the situation. I stood back and viewed my little Asian slut. Food covered her face, her hair and the top half of her beautiful dress. She was a mess. I walked to her, grabbed her hair and forcefully kissed her. Licking her face and neck, going down to her tits and biting her nipples. I ran my hands over her body, lifting her dress and rubbing her cunt. She was moving to this with considerable agility and seemed to be wanting more…so I inserted two fingers into her cunt and started to finger fuck her. She was obviously getting off on this treatment so I put another finger inside and eventually another. She was beginning to go wild shaking her hair and body, moaning she said, “Fuck me master, fuck me hard. Put your hand inside me. Feel me from the inside. Pleeeeeeeze” Who was I to argue? So I balled up my hand and started to work my whole fist into her. “Arrrrrgghh…. It hurt” she complained, but she was too late to argue. I figured she wanted it before…she’s gonna get it now, so I pushed even harder. I covered her mouth with mine allowing my tongue to take a tour of her mouth. Our tongues danced together. We slurped at each other’s saliva. She was going wild. I pushed my hand further and she moved her body to allow the invasion of my fist. I pushed with a fair amount of energy and suddenly in it went. Rong grunted and let out a sigh of pain. I could feel her muscles enveloping my hand and wondered if I would ever get it out. I started to pump my hand in and out, slowly at first and then began to pick up speed. Rong was throwing herself into this trying to push more of me into her. I grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her head back roughly; this made her stop moving partially and it pushed her cunt out more. I spread my fingers in her cunt and encountered the walls of her cunt. Moving my hand around I could get to feel more inside her. Rong was going absolutely wild At the top of her voice she yelled “Fuck me Fuck me…harder. Hurt me. Huuuuuurt me!!!” I pushed my other hand in behind her arse and started to manipulate the carrot in and out of her arse so she was being fucked in both holes by reasonably foreign objects. This was turning me on so much I knew that if I didn’t stop soon I was going to explode. I removed the carrot and started to remove my hand fro m her cunt. Rong started to complain, saying “Master, please don’t stop. I want fuck I need cum…. please don’t stop” She tried to stop me from removing my hand. I took a handful of her hair again and pulled hard making her lean right back and compliant with my wishes. She was going to regret this. Once we had disengaged, her with her hands either side of her steadying herself on the table and me standing back looking at her, I said to her “Rong, you didn’t do as I wanted and you are going to be disciplined for this. I will do as I please and I will not allow you to tell me what you will or will not do. Bend over the table now!!!” “ I sorry master,” she cried, “I no do again. I forget my place….” “Yeh…you forgot alright…now bend over bitch,” I yelled She bent over the table her hair mixing in with some of the food that was on it and her face close to the prawns mixed in tar tare sauce. ”How ironic,” I thought, “She wants cum and her face is almost in fish cum sauce” I grabbed her hair and forced her face into the bowl of prawns and really rubbed it in hard. Then I grabbed her dress and lifted it up from behind. I smeared her arse with a liberal covering of oil then got the crop I bought this afternoon. I gave her arse a whack with the crop. Not hard but just hard enough to sting her arse. She squealed in pain but I got the general idea that she enjoyed it so I gave her another harder one. She squealed louder and began to cry. I rubbed the crop over her sloppy cunt and gave it a flick, which in turn smacked against her clit. Again she squealed in pain. I rubbed the crop over her cunt again, rubbing a bit harder so to stimulate her clit and I could, once again, see that she was getting turned on by this. Determined to settle this I gave her arse another two whacks with my full force. The welts came up almost straight away, a pleasant sight but not for her. She was crying into the prawn bowl and really making a mess of things. I put the crop away and pulled her up. I said to her, “Rong, have you learnt your lesson? I don’t want to have to do this again.” “Yes master,” she replied, “I will not argue with you. I remind myself that my body is yours and you can do as you please. But, master, I needed to cum. Forgive me for I was impatient.” “Rong, I forgive you, but don’t do this again.” I told her Then I grabbed her and gave her a deep kiss on the mouth. I took hold of the bow on the front of her dress and tied her hands up again, so that they were behind her but up high on her back. It cant have been comfortable but I didn’t care. Then I pushed her back against the table again, reached down and spread her legs as far apart as they would go. I went down and started to kiss her cunt. Running my tongue around her cunt lips, sucking them and biting lightly. Once they had had attention I started to suck and bite her clit. She was beginning to rock again. Her breath was getting shorter and I could hear little noises coming from her throat. I ran my hands up her arse and inserted a finger into her arse. Working it around and making it go deeper. Her hips started to rock and move to my finger. Again my mouth started its onslaught , and my tongue buried itself into her cunt. Trying my best to lick the insides of her…but never quite reaching the objective, but I was in my element having fun. I shoved my thumb into her cunt and started pinching my finger up her arse and my thumb together. She squirmed and squealed loudly and I know she was going to climax soon. I didnt want her to yet, so I stood up and removed my hand from her legs. She just looked at me with amazement and disappointment in her eyes. “Rong’” I said, “I am not going to let you cum yet. I’m really enjoying this and we still haven’t had dessert so just sit down and relax. I promise you, when you cum, the ground will shake and I will be fucking you so fuckin’ hard you will think you are splitting in two, ok?” Dessert will be served in Part two

Ethan couldn't have been more excited. The first week of hockey camp had been a blast. He had learned quickly he was a much better skater than last year, and that he was as good or better than most of the other guys there, even some of the older guys. He had learned new ways to score and how to hit someone hard against the boards. Now he was looking forward to the start of the season so he could try out all the new stuff he was learning. However, all of that came to a screeching halt when the head counselor announced to all the boys in the camp the activity for Saturday night was a special trip down the road to a girl's equestrian camp. Ethan had to ask his cabin counselor what equestrian meant. When he found out the evening with the girls would consist of a barbecue cookout and dancing, Ethan was horrified. There was nothing worse he could have imagined than spending an entire evening with a bunch of girls, and possibly having to dance with one of them. He dreaded Saturday night until it arrived. On the bus ride to the girl's camp he sat at the back, brooding silently. He had nothing to look forward to but a night of humiliation and he resented the counselors for putting him through it. All the counselors except Ramona, of course. Ramona was the camp's trainer. Every guy there had a crush on her, especially Ethan. Ramona, or Mona as the guys called her, was part Mexican and had long, straight black hair, dark eyes, dark, tanned skin and a great body. When the guys were alone, some would talk obscenely about what they would do if they had a chance to get their hands on her body. Ethan always kept quiet. He had too much respect for her. He called her by her real name, Ramona. He liked her too much to say anything mean about her. He wanted to touch her body as badly as some of the other guys, but not the way they would. He wanted to be gentle and caress her lovingly, to excite her and turn her on and make her want to make love to him in return. He peeked over the top of the seat at her. She was sitting up at the front with the other counselors, laughing at something one of them had said. She looked ravishing. The thought of her naked body lying beneath him had given him a hard on, and it strained against the front of his jeans. It ached painfully. He wanted to get back to the camp so he could get himself off and make it go down, and they weren't even at the girl's camp yet. The barbecue was the best. There were baked beans, corn on the cob, ribs, chicken, hamburgers, hot dogs, fried potatoes and a whole bunch of other stuff he loved to eat, and he had most of it. They ate after the girls gave them a tour of the camp and let them ride some of the horses. Shortly after eating, the dancing started. It had begun to get dark and a string of lights was turned on around a square set up in the yard. The counselors from both camps were the first to dance. Some of the guys from Ethan's camp joined some of the girls and danced. Ethan tried to stay hidden among a group of guys, hoping someone wouldn't make him dance with one of the girls. He was more interested in watching Ramona dance. She looked so exotic when she moved. She wore tight, faded jeans and a snug white sweater. He was practically drooling. Every song she danced with a different guy, some of them the counselors from the hockey camp and some the counselors from the girl's camp. Ethan wished he had the courage to ask her to dance with him. The guys Ethan was standing with were saying bawdy, crude things about Ramona, the women counselors from the girls camp, and even some of the girls. They spoke low so the counselors wouldn't hear them and they chuckled quietly among themselves at their own jokes. He felt safe among them, until they suddenly became quiet. One of the girls was coming toward them. Every boy in the little group watched her approach. Ethan knew she was coming to ask one of them to dance. He prayed silently she would go up to Jimmy Amonte, the most outgoing guy in the camp. He seemed like the guy most girls wanted to go out with. And the girl coming toward them seemed like the type who'd want to dance with him. She had long, sandy blonde hair and a pretty face. She wore faded jeans over cowboy boots and a tight grey pullover shirt that was cut off, revealing her slender middle. To Ethan's horror, she came directly to him, smiling. The other guys scattered, abandoning him. Ethan felt terribly stiff. "Hi," she said. "Hi." "Wanna dance?" His mouth opened and he said, "Ok." "Great," she said, smiling cheerfully. She grabbed his hand and dragged him out to the middle of the yard. A slow song was playing. She put her arms around him and hugged him close, and he swayed slowly with her. "My name's Angie. What's your's?" she whispered in his ear. He felt her breath on his neck. Her body was warm against his and she felt so soft. He put his hands on her slender hips and let them rock slowly side to side. "E-Ethan," he stuttered. He had never touched a girl before, especially not in this way. She felt so soft and delicate. "My friends and I think you're kinda cute," Angie whispered. "Cute?" Ethan repeated. He couldn't believe any girl would think of him as cute. "Yeah. They were all afraid to ask you to dance. But not me." "How nice," Ethan said. Angie sighed, blowing her breath in his ear. "It is nice." She pressed her body against his. He could feel her soft breasts against his chest. His erection had hardly gone down since the ride on the bus, and she was rubbing against it. He was certain she could feel it. How could she not? He had been grateful for the darkness to hide it from anyone's view. The slow song ended and a fast one started. Angie stepped back and Ethan hoped that meant they were done dancing. He felt awkward enough dancing to a slow song. The thought of having to do it to a fast song mortified him. However, she was smiling at him, holding his hands, and he had a feeling he wasn't going to get away from her so easily. "Wanna see the horse I ride?" she said. "Sure," Ethan shrugged. That didn't sound bad. Anything was better than dancing. Angie dragged him away from the lighted yard to the stables. They stopped at one of the stalls. A horse stuck its head out and Angie patted its nose. "This is Molly," she said. "She's a very good horse." "Hi, Molly," Ethan said, and stroked her nose. He felt much more at ease being away from all those other people and not having to dance. Molly encouraged him to pet her more and Ethan liked it. He finally started to relax. He turned to Angie to tell her how happy he was and she kissed him. Ethan's words were stifled in his throat. He was too startled to react. Before he knew it, her wet tongue forced his lips apart and pushed into his mouth. It was the most exquisite sensation he'd ever felt. Angie put her arms around his neck, squeezing her warm body tightly against his, and pushed her knee between his legs. Ethan didn't know what to do. He simply let it happen. She rubbed her thigh against the inside of his leg, along the hard lump of his penis, and he thought he was going to get off right then. She was moaning softly in her throat. Ethan didn't know what to do with his hands and put them on her waist. She lifted his left hand off her waist and moved it down to her ass. "Let's go make out," Angie said in a husky, breathy voice. "Yeah," Ethan agreed. Angie dragged him into the stables. The inside of the stalls was very dark. Angie seemed to know her way around without lights, so Ethan let her lead. She found a wooden ladder and they went up to the loft. Some light from the moon and the party came in through a small window, giving them enough light to see. Against the wall was a pile of fresh hay, and Angie rolled into it, giggling. Ethan could hardly contain his excitement. Here was a beautiful girl who wanted to make out with him, and she had already let him touch her. There was no telling how far she might let him go. "Sit down," she said, smiling up at him with rosy cheeks as she brushed her long hair away from her face. She was covered with bits of hay. Ethan jumped into the pile of hay beside her and she laughed out loud. He landed upside down, laughing, and Angie rolled on top of him. She lowered her face and gently pressed her lips on his. She moaned again. He lay still for a long time, with only his lips and tongue moving with hers. Angie did the same, rubbing against him ever so slightly like a cat. Ethan wanted to touch her breast, but he didn't know how. He had an idea, though. He started by putting his hand on her waist, and he touched her bare middle where the top didn't cover. She didn't object, so he left it there. Then, slowly, he started moving his hand up until it was touching the bottom of her breast. He couldn't believe how thrilling this was. "You can touch it," Angie said, breathing hard. She looked down at his hand. Very carefully, he closed it around her breast. It was soft and yielding. He squeezed gently. Angie moaned and closed her eyes. Ethan's mouth was open. He couldn't believe he was actually touching a girl's breast. It was the biggest goal of his entire life and here he was doing it. And it was so incredibly good. Angie leaned over and kissed him again. Ethan liked the feel of her breast so much he didn't let go. He was afraid that if he did he might never touch one again. Angie moved over him, straddling him with her legs. She lay on him, kissing him, and pressed her crotch to his groin. Ethan groaned. He could feel the warmth between her legs. He desperately wanted to put himself there. He moved his other hand down to her ass and rubbed it. She moved her hips, grinding herself on the hard lump in his pants. This was more than he could take. She was going to get him off in his pants. Angie lifted her head. In the moonlight he could see her sparkling eyes looking down at him. She was smiling. "What?' Ethan said. She was breathing hard. "Wanna see my pussy?" she said. Ethan's heart pounded like it was going to explode and his throat swelled up. "Do I?" he muttered, and it came out sounding like a question. Angie nodded. "I think you do," she said, and rolled off him, giggling with excitement. She unfastened her jeans. Ethan's eyes were locked onto her hands as they worked. Angie unzipped the front and pushed them down. She wore lacy pink panties underneath. She pushed the jeans down below her knees, then pushed the panties down. Ethan stared at the small mound between her legs. It was like winning a prize he'd never dreamed of reaching. It was the most beautiful sight he'd ever seen. He noticed a light covering of hair on the mound. Down the center of the mound was what looked like a narrow slit. Was that it? Was that where his penis was supposed to go? He stared at it, but it was impossible to believe his large penis was supposed to go inside anything so tiny and delicate. Angie spread her thighs wider, with her knees bent up. She stared at Ethan with lusting eyes and an open, panting mouth. Her breasts were swollen and stretched the front of her shirt, and her hard nipples poked through the fabric. She looked so inviting. He felt such desire to climb on top of her and put his penis inside her, but he didn't know if that was what she wanted. How was he supposed to know? Was she waiting for him to ask, or just do it? What if he did and she didn't want him to? Would he get in trouble? He was so terribly confused. "Touch it," Angie whispered. "Touch it?" Ethan said. He wasn't sure what to touch. Angie grinned. "Touch me right here." She put her hand on her mound and rubbed her middle finger over the slit. "Just like that." Ethan put his hand on her mound. It was surprisingly warm. The light wisps of curly hair on it were as soft as downy feathers. He did as she showed him and gently rubbed his middle finger over her slit. She tilted her head back and moaned. Ethan jerked his hand away. "Did I hurt you?" he said. She looked up and giggled. "No, silly. It felt good. Do it again." Ethan put his hand on her slit again and rubbed. Angie moaned again, but didn't take her eyes away from his. She poked her tongue out and licked her lips. Her ass squirmed side to side on the hay. "I like that," she said softly, sounding like a little girl. "Put your finger in." "What?" Ethan said, although he realized she might have meant like how a penis was supposed to go in. "Like this," Angie said. She took his hand in hers, separated his fingers, and pushed his middle finger into her slit. "Push it in right there. But not too deep. I'm a virgin and my Daddy wants me to stay that way." Ethan was astonished to see his finger go inside her pussy. It felt warm and wet and slippery. "Why?" he said. Angie shrugged. "He wants me to be a virgin on my wedding night. He wants to make sure I don't fool around with boys before then." She giggled and covered her mouth with her hand. "He doesn't want me to get pregnant but he doesn't know I already fool around. I can suck them in my mouth and still be a virgin, and I can't get pregnant." Ethan's eyes widened. Such an idea had never occurred to him. At first, the thought of putting his thing in Angie's mouth was appalling, but the more he thought about it, the more he liked it. "I could suck on your's, too, if you wanted me to." "You could?" Ethan said. She put her hand on his thigh and rubbed the lump of his cock through his jeans. "Yeah. I know you got a really big one. I felt it when we were dancing." Ethan blushed, ashamed she had caught him. He didn't know how many times that thing had got him in trouble. "Will you show it to me?" Angie asked. Ethan thought about it for a second. She had her hand on his penis and she wanted him to show it to her. To do that, he'd have to take his finger out of her pussy to unfasten his pants. He wanted to leave his finger inside her for as long as he could, but he also wanted to let her touch his penis, and especially put it in her mouth. He decided that was worth more than anything and unfastened his jeans. Angie reached in and pulled it out before he could get his pants down. Ethan gasped. It was worth it just to feel her hands touch it. "Goodness," Angie sighed. Her hand squeezed the shaft and pumped slowly. "I never saw one so big." She giggled. "Now all the other girls are gonna wish they asked you to dance when I tell them about this." Ethan was horrified by the thought that she would tell other girls about his penis, but he kept his mouth shut because he was more afraid she would stop rubbing him if he said anything. He bit his tongue and let her rub. She was going to get him off. He wanted to see if he could get her off, too, and reached for her pussy with his middle finger extended. Angie was breathing hard as she stared down at his penis. His hand snaked between her legs for her pussy and she spread them wider. Ethan watched her carefully. When she started to lean forward with her mouth opening, he knew she was going to suck on it. He pushed his hips up to meet her. Her red lips looked so soft and moist. He wanted to feel them on his penis. The sudden sound of a horn froze both of them. "What the hell was that?" Angie said anxiously. Ethan thought he knew, but he didn't want it to be. They were so close. She was just about to put it in her mouth. He wanted to beg the counselors for a few more minutes, but how could he tell them it was for this?

I was playing basketball on the court at lunch time when Lizzie slowly made her way through the game and asked me seductivley, "Hey John, do you reckon I could get a lift home before you go to D+T?", "Sure, I'll meet you up at the car in 2 minutes" I replied. I thought to myself, "this could be the only time that I am to able to see or even stare at Lizzi'e's boobs and she would know about it". I quickly sprinted up the school drive way and stood next to the car, I was rehersing the line as I saw her skinny hot body with her C- cup boobs poking out either side of her bag strap. "Thanks for the lift home" lizzie said just before we got into the car, straight away I set the mood into my train of thought with, "Do you have any money?" "No sorry I don't" lizzie said, "we'll think of something along the way". As we drove off down the road toward the beach I stopped at the red traffic lights and told her straight out, "What else coudl you do to hold up your end of the deal", "I don't know" she replied. "I had something in mind lizzie", I blurted out. "what is that"she causously replied. "Can I look at you boobs" I asked. "Of course not you pervert" she replied. I quickly adjusted my angle of attack by adding, "I mean, can I stare at your boobs while you still have your clothes on". She slowly replied with, "I guess.... but only for a couple of seconds until I get too frecked out about a guys staring at MY boobs". So I looked her sqaure in the eyes and dragged my eyes down till I was staring straight at her hot C-cups tits. They looked soo dam fucking hot. As soon as I could make out the out the bra line I could feel almost every drop of blood in my virgin body go straight my quickly erecting cock. We have arrived out the front of her house and stopped the car. I told her that because this was the last week of year 12, would she let me do anything else. She replied with. You can call the shot for the next 20 minutes...... as long as Tom (her current boyfriend) NEVER finds out about what what going to happen in the next 3 hours. I quickly took full adventage of this situation an asked her to take off her jumper and left my fell her tits. she slowly pulled up her jumper and I could see her tits shake up and down. I quickly jumped at that and started to rub her tits with both my hands. it felt so fucking awesome. I asked her it I could take off her school shirt so that she only had her shirt and bra on, she said ok, I slowly unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it away from her chest, slowly exposing her hot black and red bra. I lent her forward and unhooked her bra. and uncovered her perfect C-cups boobs. I began to rub her naked tits and push them together to make it look lie she had heeps of clevage. she said to me slowly, "so you want to join the other side?", I replied with, "what do you mean?", she told me, "I am willing to fuck you in the back seat of this car right now" my jaw dropped. I asked her if we could do a 69er first, she approved and we immediatly climbed into the back of the car and folding down the back seats. she pulled herself over the my legs and said, "I will pull you cock out and start sucking it, then I will stop for a couple of seconds, then you will unzip my shirt and stick your toung inside my pussie, is that alright" I replied with, "get on with it" I closed my eyes and I could feel her unbuckling my belt and unzipping my fly, the I could feel her cold hand reach down into my boxers and grab or already erect cock. I couldn't believe my self when I felt a warm sensation come over my cock she was sucking it and taking the entire 15 cm down the back of her throat. and 20 second later she stopped in the blink of an eye, and whisppered, "your turn now". I slowly unzipped her skirt and pulled down her undies, I felt around with my toung and found her pussie, I immediatly pushed it as far into her pussie as possible. It felt so warm and juicy. 20 seconds later, she pulled away and turned around, we where face to face now when she asked me, "it is now or never", without a second thought I told her to open wide, because I'm coming in with a heavy load. She pulled her pussie checks out and grabbed my cock and shoved it in. I could believe in, MY cock wwas inside LIZZIE'S pussie. I began to push in and out as hard as I could, After 3 absolutly fucking incredible hours of passionatly fucking the living daylights out of lizzie's fucking hot tight as tiny pussie, my cock exploded with atleast 3 mouth fulls of cum, it went every where, she pussie had a 15 cm deep 3cm wide well of cum. her pussie was uverflowing with my sweet hot fresh cum. So she turned around again and sucked every last drop out of my huge erect cock. as she walked back inside her house, she turned around and began to walk backwards, and with one hand lifted her shirt to show my her hot C-cup tits again, and with her other hand she lifted up her skirt and pulled down her undies and flahed her pussie again, then quickly put her clothes back to normal as she her he mum saying hi and the front door.

I was walking home. My breaths flew into the air. I heard nothing. I looked around to find trees around me also. I heard footsteps. I turn to see an 8th grader staring me deeply in the eye "Aiden?" I ask my heart beating fast. I've had a crush on him sense 6th grade. He says nothing to me. He starts running at me with red in his eyes. He wisp me around and crushes me against him. He wraps one arm around my neck the other struggles to get into my jeans. It breaks thru sliding down into my underwear. I want to scream but instead I let a sigh of passion exape my lips. His finger circle the cheek, teasing me. He pulls down my skinny jeans. I want to punch and kick but, I stand stiff. He kisses my neck but he stops. His hands slide into his coat and pulls out duct tape. "Tell me when you want it and I'll let you go." He smiles. I nod and close my eyes and I hold my wrists out and close my eyes. The duct tape is tighter than I thought as he raises my hands up to a nail in a tree and hooks them there.. He unzips his coat showing his abs and pale as the snow. So that's why he was wearing that coat all day... "So you were going to just go find a girl and do this?" I ask. "Not just any girl." He says moving his lips to my neck again. He wanted to do this to me? Does he know that I like him? He goes back to kissing going down to my collerbone. I brace my head sideways. "Don't be scared." He says between his breaths. I open my mouth breathing hard in and out. His hand sides under my shirt. I hold my breath for a bit. It's searching its way to my bra. He presses me closer to him. I breath again. The tightness around my breasts disapers. His hands go down to the bottom of my shirt and pulls upwards. He moves my arms off the nail and pulls my shirt and bra over. My mouth shivers. He shakes his coat off. He goes on moving down when kissing. Moans exape my mouth as he gets down to my breasts. His hands are feeling them warms my whole body. He licks them making them hard. I breath in hard and under my breath it can't take it anymore. "I want it." I whisper quietly. He can't hear me. His kissing move up. His ear is by my lips. "I want it." I whisper into his ear. He takes his hands up to my wrists and rips them apart throwing the duct tape on the ground. He backs away. He sighs. I quickly grab his arms and put them into my underwear and kiss his neck sucking his skin. His hands are rubbing them as we kiss until his touge slides into my mouth are touges touch rubbing eachother. Goosebumps cover my arms and legs. His thumbs pull it down to my ankles and I fling them off. He presses his body close to mine as he lays me down on a log when we hear a snap. He slingsamy body over his shoulder and he goes in to a shelter made of logs. He lays me on the ground. He kisses my lips, neck, collerbone, and my stomach. I let out loud moans as he make a circle around my stomach. He reaches his fingers down to my legs. He tickles my toes and goes into the place around my vagina and rubs it moving up and down. I lets a short noise. He fingers it going deeper and deeper into it. I let out even more short noises as he moves them in a circle motion inside. He moves he mouth around it and licks it. I let out loud moans that echo in the forest each time it licks. He closes his eyes and moves his head back and forward pushing his touge deeper each time. I let out even more short sounds faster this time. His tounge is almost heaven. "S-s-stop!" I try to say between moans. He ingnores me and this time moving it up and down when going in and out. I start to scream each time he goes in. Scream moan scream moan. Liguade squirts out. He puts his open mouth over my whole vagina. Drinking it when his mouth is to full. I pant. He looks up and wipes him mouth swallowing the last part. He stands up and he has a bulge. He slides his pants down so I can see it. He falls to his knees kicking off his pants. He crawls on top of me licking me all over. I purr. He motions me to stand. I do. He rolls to his back. I want it.. I get low and stare at it. I move my mouth to it and lick the tip. He lets an quiet moan. He needs more. I move my tounge in a circle round the tip. I feel the muscles move inside. It gets harder. I find the hole in lick inside of it but it's to small so it just like the closer inside. He pants his breath flowing in the air. It open my mouth and slide it in. I move it into and out of my mouth. He gasps for pleasure. I reach down to his balls. They look tight so I lick them also. I know that balls are the most sencitive part of a man. It rub them like door nobs. He sighs a relaxed moan under his breath. I grab my breasts and put it between them them move up and down sucking each time I can. He moves his hips up and breaths even louder. His face turns red. White sprays on to my face and I put it in my mouth to get the rest. I swallow it closing my eyes as I do. It's straight as an arrow. He grabs me and pulls are tounges together. He touches my vagina and puts three fingers in. All I can say is uh! In a high voice. He moves them in and out fast. I make more uh!'s. He moves his face to my ass. He licks it. I know what he is doing. He sticks out his pointer finger and pushes it into it. I scream with pleasure. "A-a-Aiden." I gasp. He tickles my insides. I try to say his name again but his finger goes out and in and the forest fills with passionate screams. I am out of breath but my love takes over and mouthes faster to him. He takes his finger out. He swings his hips over and pushes it all into me. I lost my voice. I scream a short scream over and over. It's so hard. He goes faster and faster till one moan is for twenty fucks. White liquid squirts out at the same time as his does. He rolls me over. I lay on his hard abs. He moves his hand down to my Vigina and digs inside. His dick is still in. He swings his hips up as I fly into the air. I land as his dick slides deeper. We jump again and again. Soon we are both panting. He slows down still rubbing me. "Call your mom and tell her your sleeping at a friends house." He says out of breath. I reach over to my pants but tip over. He laughs. I grab his ass and circle it. He humps me. I grab the phone when he stops. "Mom I'm sleeping at a friends house!" I say and hang up the phone. Second Part When we reach his bedroom I climb out. He tackles me on the bed as he duct tapes my mouth, arms and legs to it. "Now.." He says with a smile. I stare at him with a smile on my face but he can't see. I look around to find a camera. I close my eyes as he walk over to it and turns it on. More... I moan as I see him take off his clothes. "I know you want it." He smiles. I moan a yes as he climbs on top of me. He licks my breasts as my moans go deeper into his skin. He moves his tounge into it again this time I can't wait. "I want it" I say gasping muffles. He takes it off. "I want it!" I groan with a uh! At the end to make him more full of pleasure. He smiles and this time he lick inside and kisses and lick to go deeper and kisses. I squeal and move my hips up with his mouth. I orgasum and this time it goes onto his dick. He takes the duct tape off the bed. "Dance for me, baby." He says with a wink. I see he has a pole in the room. It's what he wants... I slide agaist it moving my legs up it. I lick up the poll. I moan a little as I move my hips against it. I look over to Aiden who patting his lap. I walk over to him. He leans on the wall. I crawl ontop of him and push him onto the wall with my breasts. He grabs my ass and sqwease witch makes me push even more. He makes a grumble with his lips as I look sideways and uh! I bite my lip. I see a man enter. It's to dark to see him. Aiden moves my legs apart and sticks his dick in. I moan I kiss his lips. I look out the corner of my eye I see the man again. Aiden moans as he sees my face. I close my eyes. 'Oh baby!" I moan sharply. I open them again to see a blind fold go onto my eyes. I start to freak out. I'm tied the bed now. I have a thing to prop my vagina in the air. Box maybe. I hear clicking noises and cold juices are on my body. I hear a rumble and a grunt as it sounds like Aiden is also tied. The man... I feel hands on my breasts. The man pushes them together as he slides his cold dick into the middle. I can hear him go Ahhh. I feel cold semen on my face again. I feel coldness go into my body. I groan. He speeds up. I moan and uh! Soon everytime I uh! I feel cool enter deeper into me as he takes his dick out. He cummed in me! I hear another moan and more followed. I feel hands unrival the blindfold. Aiden is hunched over with the man behind him. I squeal but my mouth is covered. Round pills go into my mouth and I swallow them. I feel a pain in the head and I pass out. I wake up with Aiden on top me naked. He gives me a uneasy smile as I hear a camera click. A boy with black hair is taking photos. Third Part "No no no!" He says walking over. He places a hand on my breast. Cold hands... Aiden moves his hand there and kisses me. The black hair man gives me a wink as he walks away. He claps. "Perfect!" He says smiling. "Ok, Break, You girl come here." He says pointing to me. I cover up my breasts as I walk over. "Meet my in my room tonight or else we will do what we did last night." He laughs staring at my 'breasts. "Don't cover them." He says stroking them as he pushes my hand down. I walk away as he whistles as my ass. I stare at Aiden and look him in the eye. I look over at the black hair man and suck Aiden's dick. I watch the man storm off. Aiden moans. I feel wet now like I have to orgasum. I lay where we were laying when the man was taking pictures. Aiden's sticks his tounge in and out. I moan sharp moans. The man walks in again. "That's her favorite move. Huh?" He says smiling. I moan louder. The man walks over. "May I try?" He asks winking. He pushes Aiden aside and sticks his tounge even deeper. My moans grow even louder. He finally sticks his full tounge in and I moan so loud that I scream. He backs away and Aiden goes back to want he was doing. He licks up to feel how wet I am. I almost orgasum. He sticks his tounge so deep that I might as well die. I scream bloody murder. He keeps doing to. The man runs in to see Aiden eating me out when I lay on the bed almost dead. Aiden falls asleep next to me. I feel a cold man carrying me down the hall. He laughs as he pulls my arms up to strap them to the ceiling. "So..." he says with only his underwater on. I stare at him. "How many times have you had sex?" He asks sizing my breasts. "4 if you do it to me." I tell him looking away. "Oh how did you know? Atleast I dont have to blindfold you again." He says groping my ass. He lays me down. He reaches his fingers down to me. I moan. He has a cum exploding all over my body soon it covered it all. "That's what you make me do girly. You build up a lot." He say to me holding my chin. He reaches inside and massages my clit. I moan a soft oh. He smooths my ass. I tingle and tighten my ass. He shakes his head and spreads apart it. He turns me to the front. He grabs my breasts. He massages them. I moan loud uhs! He closes his eyes and he gets a long boner. He takes off the underwear. He plunges his dick into me. I let out a scream. He puts more of it now. I scream bloody murder. He still has two more inches. He stick them in. I freeze. I open my mouth to talk but it won't let me use them. He moves it in again. I scream uh! As loud as i can. "You like that baby?" He asks fingering me. I moan. He nods. He carried me to my bed and throws me down. "Now dn't have sex without me!" He laughs. i have nothing to cover me. I pull the blanket over me. I sob Quietly. Fuck him...

I stare out the window. It looks really cold outside, like freezing. The bus zooms past trees. I stand up. Aiden is is the back laughing his ass off. I smile. He looks over to me and smiles at me. I freeze and zoom down in my seat. Katy gives me and unsure look. I look back out the window. "So, who were you looking at back there?" She asks scooting up to look over the seat. "Nothing, just checking." I say keeping my eyes out the window. She sits back down behind me. "Yeah, okay." She laughs. I sigh. He is probably going to hang with his friends. I stick a Swedish Fish in my mouth and suck on it. "Can I have one?" A girl asks from in front of us. "Sure." I say handing her one. "Oh BTW he totally likes you." She giggles. My face gets red with embarrassment. "Fuck no." I say under my breath. I put my head on the window but it shocks with pain as the bus bounces. I rub my head. Ouch. I hear cheers. "Were here!" Our teacher says. I get up and jump into the isle. I run into the building because it is so fucking cold! I go upstairs and I set my coat and my backpack down. I look over to Aiden. He picks up a slice of pizza and starts to walk away. "Aiden!" I hear Sidney shriek. He turns at see her running at her. He grunts as she grabs his face and kisses him. WTF? "Hey Sid." He smiles. "Hey bae." She giggles. "Can I walk with you?" I blurt out. He looks over to me. "Sure-" he struggles to say. "But bae you have to walk with me." She pouts. I walk over to him. We start walking down the stairs as my shoe gets caught on the step or something. I trip and fall down the stairs. He lets go of Sidney's hand and runs towards me. "Are you okay?" He says as he lifts me up. Sidney glances over to me. "Y-yeah I am." I say. We go over to the boot station. I go behind both of them and stand. He has a girlfriend, I never... "Hello?" The man says to me. I jerk upwards and hits Aiden's chin. "Sorry!" I say covering my mouth. He laughs and walks towards a bentch. "I'll have a... 6 please." I smile. I have so small feet! He hands me them and I sit next to Aiden. I struggle to get my boot on. "Here I'll help yah."He says grabbing my boot. My foot pushes thru. "Wow, sixes." He says. "Yeah... I have small feet." I say embarrassed. He helps me with the other one. Soon we have everything we need. I trip and fall over with my skis. I laugh. I clench my stomach and finally get up. Sidney glides off with her friends as me and Aiden are left alone. "Well cya later maybe?" I say smiling. "Yeah." He smiles back. I ski over to Katy. "Hey follow me on the ski lift." She says grabbing my hand. I watch Aiden move up the fast moving rope. "Kay." I say waiting in line. The ski lift rockets forwards as our feet fly off the ground. "Holy shit!" I say. "Lol." She says giggling. We get to the top and slide over to the "Easiest Way Down". It's a biggish hill with a little curve at the end. "Meet ya down there!" I say with a glowing laugh. I slowly turn at first. Then I feel a shift and start to lose control. I am heading for the trees as I quickly turn my feet and start moving the other way. "Woah!" I examine. I turn down the hill and wait in line for the ski lift again. "Hey!" I hear a voice say. "Oh hey Aiden." I say smiling. "Mind if I join you?" He says. "Not at all." I laugh. We both go onto the ski lift. "So how's it going?" He asks. "It's fine, for a first time anyway." I reply. Aiden says a joke witch makes me laugh all the way up the lift. I move forward as the lift comes to the top. We run into each other and fall on the ground. His hands grab my ass, I tighten it. I breathe. "Here let me help you up." He says after he gets up. He offers a hand. I take it. "Thanks." I say. We nod to each other and go opposite ways. "Hey! Katie look what I found!" I hear a voice shout. "What Emma?" I say skiing over. She points to a trail going down a little hill. We skate down it. The light shines on the snow. I hear moans in the distance. "You hear that?" I say. "No." She replies. I look around. Hm... I skate down the hill. Me and Emma go onto the ski lift and talk about the new movie Divergent. I get to the top and again we go down the trail. We do that 6 times. Soon I go alone on the trail. I hear moans again. They are saying my name. What the hell? I take off my skies and walk into the woods. I hear someone coming so I duck down. It's Sidney and her friends. They soon pass. I struggle to walk up the hill. When I see it I see a boy leaning against a tree, masturbating. I try to look who it is. He has dark brown hair, sidesweep, probably white. Aiden? My face gets hot. The boy looks over to me. He struggles to pull up his pants and try's to run. "Hey wait!" I say. The boy stops right in his tracks, he recognizes my voice. I grab his hand. It is wet from the sweat. I pull back on it so he turns around. His blue eyes look onto mine. "Aiden?" I say. He stays silent then moves his face closer to mine. No... He kisses my lips. He slides his face to the side and kisses again with out moving him face away. I close my eyes. He lays me against the tree and moves his hands to my waist. I kiss him back. We are standing there, making out. His hands slide up my back. He grabs at my shoulder blades. I crush my body to his. He pulls his face back and takes off his pants and underware. I'm to into this love, I slide off my shirt. He pulls me close and un clips my bra. He kisses me slowly, moving down to my collarbone. I tighten my grip on him. He grabs my breasts. I moan. It feels so good... He slides him mouth down to the left one. He's mouth encloses on my nipple and he starts sucking. I moan passional as he sucks deeper and deeper. He lick between my boobs. I breathe out loud. He shakes his head violently as he blows a raspberry. I grab his back tighter. He gently sucks on my right breast. I slide down my pants and underware. We lay our coats and snow pants to make a bed. I lay down. He props himself on top of me and kisses me lightly. He crawls down to my legs. He licks next to the opening. He licks the opening over and over. It send quivers of pleasure thru me. He slides he tongue in, it makes my legs shake. He slides it I. And out, tongue fucking me. I have high pitched moans fly out my mouth. He moves faster and faster, tounge fucking me. "I'm-I'm going to cum!" I say. My juices flow into his mouth. He goes up and gives me a lingering kiss. He stands up and slides off his shirt. He sits on his knees, I crawl over. His dick hangs down like a rope. I touch it, it is surging. I enclose my mouth on it. I bob my head up and down. His dick is smooth. I look up into his eyes as I suck on it. He leans his head back and moans. I reach my hand up and stroke it. I rub up and down it. I tickle his balls, they are tight. "Damn." I say muffled from his dick. The vibration from my voice makes his white goo pile into my mouth. I look into his eyes as I swallow it. I open my mouth and look back at his dick. It is as straight as a stick. I crawl backwards and get on my hands and knees. He grabs my waist. I feel his dick on my ass. He found my asshole. I squeak as he puts it in. He slowly fucks me at first. I have long "uh's" flow out my mouth. He fucks me faster now, my boobs swing forward and back. He moves faster, I spank my ass for more pleasure. In a hurry he slides it out and cums all over my ass. He rubs in the cum, as he slides his face between the cheeks. He licks violently. He turns me around. He kisses me gently and sticks his dick in my vagina. He fucks me fast but I'm use to it now. He moves my dirty blonde hair out my face. "Going- to- cum-" he pants. "Fill me." I whisper. His wonderful sexual juices flow into me. "I love you." He smiles. "Me too." I say. We put on our gear and he gives me a lingering kiss. We ski off together, go on the ski lift, sit next to each other on the bus. "Want a Swedish Fish?" I ask him. "Sure." He says, then kisses my cheek.

I stare out the window. It looks really cold outside, like freezing. The bus zooms past trees. I stand up. Aiden is is the back laughing his ass off. I smile. He looks over to me and smiles at me. I freeze and zoom down in my seat. Katy gives me and unsure look. I look back out the window. "So, who were you looking at back there?" She asks scooting up to look over the seat. "Nothing, just checking." I say keeping my eyes out the window. She sits back down behind me. "Yeah, okay." She laughs. I sigh. He is probably going to hang with his friends. I stick a Swedish Fish in my mouth and suck on it. "Can I have one?" A girl asks from in front of us. "Sure." I say handing her one. "Oh BTW he totally likes you." She giggles. My face gets red with embarrassment. "Fuck no." I say under my breath. I put my head on the window but it shocks with pain as the bus bounces. I rub my head. Ouch. I hear cheers. "Were here!" Our teacher says. I get up and jump into the isle. I run into the building because it is so fucking cold! I go upstairs and I set my coat and my backpack down. I look over to Aiden. He picks up a slice of pizza and starts to walk away. "Aiden!" I hear Sidney shriek. He turns at see her running at her. He grunts as she grabs his face and kisses him. WTF? "Hey Sid." He smiles. "Hey bae." She giggles. "Can I walk with you?" I blurt out. He looks over to me. "Sure-" he struggles to say. "But bae you have to walk with me." She pouts. I walk over to him. We start walking down the stairs as my shoe gets caught on the step or something. I trip and fall down the stairs. He lets go of Sidney's hand and runs towards me. "Are you okay?" He says as he lifts me up. Sidney glances over to me. "Y-yeah I am." I say. We go over to the boot station. I go behind both of them and stand. He has a girlfriend, I never... "Hello?" The man says to me. I jerk upwards and hits Aiden's chin. "Sorry!" I say covering my mouth. He laughs and walks towards a bentch. "I'll have a... 6 please." I smile. I have so small feet! He hands me them and I sit next to Aiden. I struggle to get my boot on. "Here I'll help yah."He says grabbing my boot. My foot pushes thru. "Wow, sixes." He says. "Yeah... I have small feet." I say embarrassed. He helps me with the other one. Soon we have everything we need. I trip and fall over with my skis. I laugh. I clench my stomach and finally get up. Sidney glides off with her friends as me and Aiden are left alone. "Well cya later maybe?" I say smiling. "Yeah." He smiles back. I ski over to Katy. "Hey follow me on the ski lift." She says grabbing my hand. I watch Aiden move up the fast moving rope. "Kay." I say waiting in line. The ski lift rockets forwards as our feet fly off the ground. "Holy shit!" I say. "Lol." She says giggling. We get to the top and slide over to the "Easiest Way Down". It's a biggish hill with a little curve at the end. "Meet ya down there!" I say with a glowing laugh. I slowly turn at first. Then I feel a shift and start to lose control. I am heading for the trees as I quickly turn my feet and start moving the other way. "Woah!" I examine. I turn down the hill and wait in line for the ski lift again. "Hey!" I hear a voice say. "Oh hey Aiden." I say smiling. "Mind if I join you?" He says. "Not at all." I laugh. We both go onto the ski lift. "So how's it going?" He asks. "It's fine, for a first time anyway." I reply. Aiden says a joke witch makes me laugh all the way up the lift. I move forward as the lift comes to the top. We run into each other and fall on the ground. His hands grab my ass, I tighten it. I breathe. "Here let me help you up." He says after he gets up. He offers a hand. I take it. "Thanks." I say. We nod to each other and go opposite ways. "Hey! Katie look what I found!" I hear a voice shout. "What Emma?" I say skiing over. She points to a trail going down a little hill. We skate down it. The light shines on the snow. I hear moans in the distance. "You hear that?" I say. "No." She replies. I look around. Hm... I skate down the hill. Me and Emma go onto the ski lift and talk about the new movie Divergent. I get to the top and again we go down the trail. We do that 6 times. Soon I go alone on the trail. I hear moans again. They are saying my name. What the hell? I take off my skies and walk into the woods. I hear someone coming so I duck down. It's Sidney and her friends. They soon pass. I struggle to walk up the hill. When I see it I see a boy leaning against a tree, masturbating. I try to look who it is. He has dark brown hair, sidesweep, probably white. Aiden? My face gets hot. The boy looks over to me. He struggles to pull up his pants and try's to run. "Hey wait!" I say. The boy stops right in his tracks, he recognizes my voice. I grab his hand. It is wet from the sweat. I pull back on it so he turns around. His blue eyes look onto mine. "Aiden?" I say. He stays silent then moves his face closer to mine. No... He kisses my lips. He slides his face to the side and kisses again with out moving him face away. I close my eyes. He lays me against the tree and moves his hands to my waist. I kiss him back. We are standing there, making out. His hands slide up my back. He grabs at my shoulder blades. I crush my body to his. He pulls his face back and takes off his pants and underware. I'm to into this love, I slide off my shirt. He pulls me close and un clips my bra. He kisses me slowly, moving down to my collarbone. I tighten my grip on him. He grabs my breasts. I moan. It feels so good... He slides him mouth down to the left one. He's mouth encloses on my nipple and he starts sucking. I moan passional as he sucks deeper and deeper. He lick between my boobs. I breathe out loud. He shakes his head violently as he blows a raspberry. I grab his back tighter. He gently sucks on my right breast. I slide down my pants and underware. We lay our coats and snow pants to make a bed. I lay down. He props himself on top of me and kisses me lightly. He crawls down to my legs. He licks next to the opening. He licks the opening over and over. It send quivers of pleasure thru me. He slides he tongue in, it makes my legs shake. He slides it I. And out, tongue fucking me. I have high pitched moans fly out my mouth. He moves faster and faster, tounge fucking me. "I'm-I'm going to cum!" I say. My juices flow into his mouth. He goes up and gives me a lingering kiss. He stands up and slides off his shirt. He sits on his knees, I crawl over. His dick hangs down like a rope. I touch it, it is surging. I enclose my mouth on it. I bob my head up and down. His dick is smooth. I look up into his eyes as I suck on it. He leans his head back and moans. I reach my hand up and stroke it. I rub up and down it. I tickle his balls, they are tight. "Damn." I say muffled from his dick. The vibration from my voice makes his white goo pile into my mouth. I look into his eyes as I swallow it. I open my mouth and look back at his dick. It is as straight as a stick. I crawl backwards and get on my hands and knees. He grabs my waist. I feel his dick on my ass. He found my asshole. I squeak as he puts it in. He slowly fucks me at first. I have long "uh's" flow out my mouth. He fucks me faster now, my boobs swing forward and back. He moves faster, I spank my ass for more pleasure. In a hurry he slides it out and cums all over my ass. He rubs in the cum, as he slides his face between the cheeks. He licks violently. He turns me around. He kisses me gently and sticks his dick in my vagina. He fucks me fast but I'm use to it now. He moves my dirty blonde hair out my face. "Going- to- cum-" he pants. "Fill me." I whisper. His wonderful sexual juices flow into me. "I love you." He smiles. "Me too." I say. We put on our gear and he gives me a lingering kiss. We ski off together, go on the ski lift, sit next to each other on the bus. "Want a Swedish Fish?" I ask him. "Sure." He says, then kisses my cheek.

I was walking home. My breaths flew into the air. I heard nothing. I looked around to find trees around me also. I heard footsteps. I turn to see an 8th grader staring me deeply in the eye "Aiden?" I ask my heart beating fast. I've had a crush on him sense 6th grade. He says nothing to me. He starts running at me with red in his eyes. He wisp me around and crushes me against him. He wraps one arm around my neck the other struggles to get into my jeans. It breaks thru sliding down into my underwear. I want to scream but instead I let a sigh of passion exape my lips. His finger circle the cheek, teasing me. He pulls down my skinny jeans. I want to punch and kick but, I stand stiff. He kisses my neck but he stops. His hands slide into his coat and pulls out duct tape. "Tell me when you want it and I'll let you go." He smiles. I nod and close my eyes and I hold my wrists out and close my eyes. The duct tape is tighter than I thought as he raises my hands up to a nail in a tree and hooks them there.. He unzips his coat showing his abs and pale as the snow. So that's why he was wearing that coat all day... "So you were going to just go find a girl and do this?" I ask. "Not just any girl." He says moving his lips to my neck again. He wanted to do this to me? Does he know that I like him? He goes back to kissing going down to my collerbone. I brace my head sideways. "Don't be scared." He says between his breaths. I open my mouth breathing hard in and out. His hand sides under my shirt. I hold my breath for a bit. It's searching its way to my bra. He presses me closer to him. I breath again. The tightness around my breasts disapers. His hands go down to the bottom of my shirt and pulls upwards. He moves my arms off the nail and pulls my shirt and bra over. My mouth shivers. He shakes his coat off. He goes on moving down when kissing. Moans exape my mouth as he gets down to my breasts. His hands are feeling them warms my whole body. He licks them making them hard. I breath in hard and under my breath it can't take it anymore. "I want it." I whisper quietly. He can't hear me. His kissing move up. His ear is by my lips. "I want it." I whisper into his ear. He takes his hands up to my wrists and rips them apart throwing the duct tape on the ground. He backs away. He sighs. I quickly grab his arms and put them into my underwear and kiss his neck sucking his skin. His hands are rubbing them as we kiss until his touge slides into my mouth are touges touch rubbing eachother. Goosebumps cover my arms and legs. His thumbs pull it down to my ankles and I fling them off. He presses his body close to mine as he lays me down on a log when we hear a snap. He slingsamy body over his shoulder and he goes in to a shelter made of logs. He lays me on the ground. He kisses my lips, neck, collerbone, and my stomach. I let out loud moans as he make a circle around my stomach. He reaches his fingers down to my legs. He tickles my toes and goes into the place around my vagina and rubs it moving up and down. I lets a short noise. He fingers it going deeper and deeper into it. I let out even more short noises as he moves them in a circle motion inside. He moves he mouth around it and licks it. I let out loud moans that echo in the forest each time it licks. He closes his eyes and moves his head back and forward pushing his touge deeper each time. I let out even more short sounds faster this time. His tounge is almost heaven. "S-s-stop!" I try to say between moans. He ingnores me and this time moving it up and down when going in and out. I start to scream each time he goes in. Scream moan scream moan. Liguade squirts out. He puts his open mouth over my whole vagina. Drinking it when his mouth is to full. I pant. He looks up and wipes him mouth swallowing the last part. He stands up and he has a bulge. He slides his pants down so I can see it. He falls to his knees kicking off his pants. He crawls on top of me licking me all over. I purr. He motions me to stand. I do. He rolls to his back. I want it.. I get low and stare at it. I move my mouth to it and lick the tip. He lets an quiet moan. He needs more. I move my tounge in a circle round the tip. I feel the muscles move inside. It gets harder. I find the hole in lick inside of it but it's to small so it just like the closer inside. He pants his breath flowing in the air. It open my mouth and slide it in. I move it into and out of my mouth. He gasps for pleasure. I reach down to his balls. They look tight so I lick them also. I know that balls are the most sencitive part of a man. It rub them like door nobs. He sighs a relaxed moan under his breath. I grab my breasts and put it between them them move up and down sucking each time I can. He moves his hips up and breaths even louder. His face turns red. White sprays on to my face and I put it in my mouth to get the rest. I swallow it closing my eyes as I do. It's straight as an arrow. He grabs me and pulls are tounges together. He touches my vagina and puts three fingers in. All I can say is uh! In a high voice. He moves them in and out fast. I make more uh!'s. He moves his face to my ass. He licks it. I know what he is doing. He sticks out his pointer finger and pushes it into it. I scream with pleasure. "A-a-Aiden." I gasp. He tickles my insides. I try to say his name again but his finger goes out and in and the forest fills with passionate screams. I am out of breath but my love takes over and mouthes faster to him. He takes his finger out. He swings his hips over and pushes it all into me. I lost my voice. I scream a short scream over and over. It's so hard. He goes faster and faster till one moan is for twenty fucks. White liquid squirts out at the same time as his does. He rolls me over. I lay on his hard abs. He moves his hand down to my Vigina and digs inside. His dick is still in. He swings his hips up as I fly into the air. I land as his dick slides deeper. We jump again and again. Soon we are both panting. He slows down still rubbing me. "Call your mom and tell her your sleeping at a friends house." He says out of breath. I reach over to my pants but tip over. He laughs. I grab his ass and circle it. He humps me. I grab the phone when he stops. "Mom I'm sleeping at a friends house!" I say and hang up the phone. Second Part When we reach his bedroom I climb out. He tackles me on the bed as he duct tapes my mouth, arms and legs to it. "Now.." He says with a smile. I stare at him with a smile on my face but he can't see. I look around to find a camera. I close my eyes as he walk over to it and turns it on. More... I moan as I see him take off his clothes. "I know you want it." He smiles. I moan a yes as he climbs on top of me. He licks my breasts as my moans go deeper into his skin. He moves his tounge into it again this time I can't wait. "I want it" I say gasping muffles. He takes it off. "I want it!" I groan with a uh! At the end to make him more full of pleasure. He smiles and this time he lick inside and kisses and lick to go deeper and kisses. I squeal and move my hips up with his mouth. I orgasum and this time it goes onto his dick. He takes the duct tape off the bed. "Dance for me, baby." He says with a wink. I see he has a pole in the room. It's what he wants... I slide agaist it moving my legs up it. I lick up the poll. I moan a little as I move my hips against it. I look over to Aiden who patting his lap. I walk over to him. He leans on the wall. I crawl ontop of him and push him onto the wall with my breasts. He grabs my ass and sqwease witch makes me push even more. He makes a grumble with his lips as I look sideways and uh! I bite my lip. I see a man enter. It's to dark to see him. Aiden moves my legs apart and sticks his dick in. I moan I kiss his lips. I look out the corner of my eye I see the man again. Aiden moans as he sees my face. I close my eyes. 'Oh baby!" I moan sharply. I open them again to see a blind fold go onto my eyes. I start to freak out. I'm tied the bed now. I have a thing to prop my vagina in the air. Box maybe. I hear clicking noises and cold juices are on my body. I hear a rumble and a grunt as it sounds like Aiden is also tied. The man... I feel hands on my breasts. The man pushes them together as he slides his cold dick into the middle. I can hear him go Ahhh. I feel cold semen on my face again. I feel coldness go into my body. I groan. He speeds up. I moan and uh! Soon everytime I uh! I feel cool enter deeper into me as he takes his dick out. He cummed in me! I hear another moan and more followed. I feel hands unrival the blindfold. Aiden is hunched over with the man behind him. I squeal but my mouth is covered. Round pills go into my mouth and I swallow them. I feel a pain in the head and I pass out. I wake up with Aiden on top me naked. He gives me a uneasy smile as I hear a camera click. A boy with black hair is taking photos. Third Part "No no no!" He says walking over. He places a hand on my breast. Cold hands... Aiden moves his hand there and kisses me. The black hair man gives me a wink as he walks away. He claps. "Perfect!" He says smiling. "Ok, Break, You girl come here." He says pointing to me. I cover up my breasts as I walk over. "Meet my in my room tonight or else we will do what we did last night." He laughs staring at my 'breasts. "Don't cover them." He says stroking them as he pushes my hand down. I walk away as he whistles as my ass. I stare at Aiden and look him in the eye. I look over at the black hair man and suck Aiden's dick. I watch the man storm off. Aiden moans. I feel wet now like I have to orgasum. I lay where we were laying when the man was taking pictures. Aiden's sticks his tounge in and out. I moan sharp moans. The man walks in again. "That's her favorite move. Huh?" He says smiling. I moan louder. The man walks over. "May I try?" He asks winking. He pushes Aiden aside and sticks his tounge even deeper. My moans grow even louder. He finally sticks his full tounge in and I moan so loud that I scream. He backs away and Aiden goes back to want he was doing. He licks up to feel how wet I am. I almost orgasum. He sticks his tounge so deep that I might as well die. I scream bloody murder. He keeps doing to. The man runs in to see Aiden eating me out when I lay on the bed almost dead. Aiden falls asleep next to me. I feel a cold man carrying me down the hall. He laughs as he pulls my arms up to strap them to the ceiling. "So..." he says with only his underwater on. I stare at him. "How many times have you had sex?" He asks sizing my breasts. "4 if you do it to me." I tell him looking away. "Oh how did you know? Atleast I dont have to blindfold you again." He says groping my ass. He lays me down. He reaches his fingers down to me. I moan. He has a cum exploding all over my body soon it covered it all. "That's what you make me do girly. You build up a lot." He say to me holding my chin. He reaches inside and massages my clit. I moan a soft oh. He smooths my ass. I tingle and tighten my ass. He shakes his head and spreads apart it. He turns me to the front. He grabs my breasts. He massages them. I moan loud uhs! He closes his eyes and he gets a long boner. He takes off the underwear. He plunges his dick into me. I let out a scream. He puts more of it now. I scream bloody murder. He still has two more inches. He stick them in. I freeze. I open my mouth to talk but it won't let me use them. He moves it in again. I scream uh! As loud as i can. "You like that baby?" He asks fingering me. I moan. He nods. He carried me to my bed and throws me down. "Now dn't have sex without me!" He laughs. i have nothing to cover me. I pull the blanket over me. I sob Quietly. Fuck him...

I was playing basketball on the court at lunch time when Lizzie slowly made her way through the game and asked me seductivley, "Hey John, do you reckon I could get a lift home before you go to D+T?", "Sure, I'll meet you up at the car in 2 minutes" I replied. I thought to myself, "this could be the only time that I am to able to see or even stare at Lizzi'e's boobs and she would know about it". I quickly sprinted up the school drive way and stood next to the car, I was rehersing the line as I saw her skinny hot body with her C- cup boobs poking out either side of her bag strap. "Thanks for the lift home" lizzie said just before we got into the car, straight away I set the mood into my train of thought with, "Do you have any money?" "No sorry I don't" lizzie said, "we'll think of something along the way". As we drove off down the road toward the beach I stopped at the red traffic lights and told her straight out, "What else coudl you do to hold up your end of the deal", "I don't know" she replied. "I had something in mind lizzie", I blurted out. "what is that"she causously replied. "Can I look at you boobs" I asked. "Of course not you pervert" she replied. I quickly adjusted my angle of attack by adding, "I mean, can I stare at your boobs while you still have your clothes on". She slowly replied with, "I guess.... but only for a couple of seconds until I get too frecked out about a guys staring at MY boobs". So I looked her sqaure in the eyes and dragged my eyes down till I was staring straight at her hot C-cups tits. They looked soo dam fucking hot. As soon as I could make out the out the bra line I could feel almost every drop of blood in my virgin body go straight my quickly erecting cock. We have arrived out the front of her house and stopped the car. I told her that because this was the last week of year 12, would she let me do anything else. She replied with. You can call the shot for the next 20 minutes...... as long as Tom (her current boyfriend) NEVER finds out about what what going to happen in the next 3 hours. I quickly took full adventage of this situation an asked her to take off her jumper and left my fell her tits. she slowly pulled up her jumper and I could see her tits shake up and down. I quickly jumped at that and started to rub her tits with both my hands. it felt so fucking awesome. I asked her it I could take off her school shirt so that she only had her shirt and bra on, she said ok, I slowly unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it away from her chest, slowly exposing her hot black and red bra. I lent her forward and unhooked her bra. and uncovered her perfect C-cups boobs. I began to rub her naked tits and push them together to make it look lie she had heeps of clevage. she said to me slowly, "so you want to join the other side?", I replied with, "what do you mean?", she told me, "I am willing to fuck you in the back seat of this car right now" my jaw dropped. I asked her if we could do a 69er first, she approved and we immediatly climbed into the back of the car and folding down the back seats. she pulled herself over the my legs and said, "I will pull you cock out and start sucking it, then I will stop for a couple of seconds, then you will unzip my shirt and stick your toung inside my pussie, is that alright" I replied with, "get on with it" I closed my eyes and I could feel her unbuckling my belt and unzipping my fly, the I could feel her cold hand reach down into my boxers and grab or already erect cock. I couldn't believe my self when I felt a warm sensation come over my cock she was sucking it and taking the entire 15 cm down the back of her throat. and 20 second later she stopped in the blink of an eye, and whisppered, "your turn now". I slowly unzipped her skirt and pulled down her undies, I felt around with my toung and found her pussie, I immediatly pushed it as far into her pussie as possible. It felt so warm and juicy. 20 seconds later, she pulled away and turned around, we where face to face now when she asked me, "it is now or never", without a second thought I told her to open wide, because I'm coming in with a heavy load. She pulled her pussie checks out and grabbed my cock and shoved it in. I could believe in, MY cock wwas inside LIZZIE'S pussie. I began to push in and out as hard as I could, After 3 absolutly fucking incredible hours of passionatly fucking the living daylights out of lizzie's fucking hot tight as tiny pussie, my cock exploded with atleast 3 mouth fulls of cum, it went every where, she pussie had a 15 cm deep 3cm wide well of cum. her pussie was uverflowing with my sweet hot fresh cum. So she turned around again and sucked every last drop out of my huge erect cock. as she walked back inside her house, she turned around and began to walk backwards, and with one hand lifted her shirt to show my her hot C-cup tits again, and with her other hand she lifted up her skirt and pulled down her undies and flahed her pussie again, then quickly put her clothes back to normal as she her he mum saying hi and the front door.

Ethan couldn't have been more excited. The first week of hockey camp had been a blast. He had learned quickly he was a much better skater than last year, and that he was as good or better than most of the other guys there, even some of the older guys. He had learned new ways to score and how to hit someone hard against the boards. Now he was looking forward to the start of the season so he could try out all the new stuff he was learning. However, all of that came to a screeching halt when the head counselor announced to all the boys in the camp the activity for Saturday night was a special trip down the road to a girl's equestrian camp. Ethan had to ask his cabin counselor what equestrian meant. When he found out the evening with the girls would consist of a barbecue cookout and dancing, Ethan was horrified. There was nothing worse he could have imagined than spending an entire evening with a bunch of girls, and possibly having to dance with one of them. He dreaded Saturday night until it arrived. On the bus ride to the girl's camp he sat at the back, brooding silently. He had nothing to look forward to but a night of humiliation and he resented the counselors for putting him through it. All the counselors except Ramona, of course. Ramona was the camp's trainer. Every guy there had a crush on her, especially Ethan. Ramona, or Mona as the guys called her, was part Mexican and had long, straight black hair, dark eyes, dark, tanned skin and a great body. When the guys were alone, some would talk obscenely about what they would do if they had a chance to get their hands on her body. Ethan always kept quiet. He had too much respect for her. He called her by her real name, Ramona. He liked her too much to say anything mean about her. He wanted to touch her body as badly as some of the other guys, but not the way they would. He wanted to be gentle and caress her lovingly, to excite her and turn her on and make her want to make love to him in return. He peeked over the top of the seat at her. She was sitting up at the front with the other counselors, laughing at something one of them had said. She looked ravishing. The thought of her naked body lying beneath him had given him a hard on, and it strained against the front of his jeans. It ached painfully. He wanted to get back to the camp so he could get himself off and make it go down, and they weren't even at the girl's camp yet. The barbecue was the best. There were baked beans, corn on the cob, ribs, chicken, hamburgers, hot dogs, fried potatoes and a whole bunch of other stuff he loved to eat, and he had most of it. They ate after the girls gave them a tour of the camp and let them ride some of the horses. Shortly after eating, the dancing started. It had begun to get dark and a string of lights was turned on around a square set up in the yard. The counselors from both camps were the first to dance. Some of the guys from Ethan's camp joined some of the girls and danced. Ethan tried to stay hidden among a group of guys, hoping someone wouldn't make him dance with one of the girls. He was more interested in watching Ramona dance. She looked so exotic when she moved. She wore tight, faded jeans and a snug white sweater. He was practically drooling. Every song she danced with a different guy, some of them the counselors from the hockey camp and some the counselors from the girl's camp. Ethan wished he had the courage to ask her to dance with him. The guys Ethan was standing with were saying bawdy, crude things about Ramona, the women counselors from the girls camp, and even some of the girls. They spoke low so the counselors wouldn't hear them and they chuckled quietly among themselves at their own jokes. He felt safe among them, until they suddenly became quiet. One of the girls was coming toward them. Every boy in the little group watched her approach. Ethan knew she was coming to ask one of them to dance. He prayed silently she would go up to Jimmy Amonte, the most outgoing guy in the camp. He seemed like the guy most girls wanted to go out with. And the girl coming toward them seemed like the type who'd want to dance with him. She had long, sandy blonde hair and a pretty face. She wore faded jeans over cowboy boots and a tight grey pullover shirt that was cut off, revealing her slender middle. To Ethan's horror, she came directly to him, smiling. The other guys scattered, abandoning him. Ethan felt terribly stiff. "Hi," she said. "Hi." "Wanna dance?" His mouth opened and he said, "Ok." "Great," she said, smiling cheerfully. She grabbed his hand and dragged him out to the middle of the yard. A slow song was playing. She put her arms around him and hugged him close, and he swayed slowly with her. "My name's Angie. What's your's?" she whispered in his ear. He felt her breath on his neck. Her body was warm against his and she felt so soft. He put his hands on her slender hips and let them rock slowly side to side. "E-Ethan," he stuttered. He had never touched a girl before, especially not in this way. She felt so soft and delicate. "My friends and I think you're kinda cute," Angie whispered. "Cute?" Ethan repeated. He couldn't believe any girl would think of him as cute. "Yeah. They were all afraid to ask you to dance. But not me." "How nice," Ethan said. Angie sighed, blowing her breath in his ear. "It is nice." She pressed her body against his. He could feel her soft breasts against his chest. His erection had hardly gone down since the ride on the bus, and she was rubbing against it. He was certain she could feel it. How could she not? He had been grateful for the darkness to hide it from anyone's view. The slow song ended and a fast one started. Angie stepped back and Ethan hoped that meant they were done dancing. He felt awkward enough dancing to a slow song. The thought of having to do it to a fast song mortified him. However, she was smiling at him, holding his hands, and he had a feeling he wasn't going to get away from her so easily. "Wanna see the horse I ride?" she said. "Sure," Ethan shrugged. That didn't sound bad. Anything was better than dancing. Angie dragged him away from the lighted yard to the stables. They stopped at one of the stalls. A horse stuck its head out and Angie patted its nose. "This is Molly," she said. "She's a very good horse." "Hi, Molly," Ethan said, and stroked her nose. He felt much more at ease being away from all those other people and not having to dance. Molly encouraged him to pet her more and Ethan liked it. He finally started to relax. He turned to Angie to tell her how happy he was and she kissed him. Ethan's words were stifled in his throat. He was too startled to react. Before he knew it, her wet tongue forced his lips apart and pushed into his mouth. It was the most exquisite sensation he'd ever felt. Angie put her arms around his neck, squeezing her warm body tightly against his, and pushed her knee between his legs. Ethan didn't know what to do. He simply let it happen. She rubbed her thigh against the inside of his leg, along the hard lump of his penis, and he thought he was going to get off right then. She was moaning softly in her throat. Ethan didn't know what to do with his hands and put them on her waist. She lifted his left hand off her waist and moved it down to her ass. "Let's go make out," Angie said in a husky, breathy voice. "Yeah," Ethan agreed. Angie dragged him into the stables. The inside of the stalls was very dark. Angie seemed to know her way around without lights, so Ethan let her lead. She found a wooden ladder and they went up to the loft. Some light from the moon and the party came in through a small window, giving them enough light to see. Against the wall was a pile of fresh hay, and Angie rolled into it, giggling. Ethan could hardly contain his excitement. Here was a beautiful girl who wanted to make out with him, and she had already let him touch her. There was no telling how far she might let him go. "Sit down," she said, smiling up at him with rosy cheeks as she brushed her long hair away from her face. She was covered with bits of hay. Ethan jumped into the pile of hay beside her and she laughed out loud. He landed upside down, laughing, and Angie rolled on top of him. She lowered her face and gently pressed her lips on his. She moaned again. He lay still for a long time, with only his lips and tongue moving with hers. Angie did the same, rubbing against him ever so slightly like a cat. Ethan wanted to touch her breast, but he didn't know how. He had an idea, though. He started by putting his hand on her waist, and he touched her bare middle where the top didn't cover. She didn't object, so he left it there. Then, slowly, he started moving his hand up until it was touching the bottom of her breast. He couldn't believe how thrilling this was. "You can touch it," Angie said, breathing hard. She looked down at his hand. Very carefully, he closed it around her breast. It was soft and yielding. He squeezed gently. Angie moaned and closed her eyes. Ethan's mouth was open. He couldn't believe he was actually touching a girl's breast. It was the biggest goal of his entire life and here he was doing it. And it was so incredibly good. Angie leaned over and kissed him again. Ethan liked the feel of her breast so much he didn't let go. He was afraid that if he did he might never touch one again. Angie moved over him, straddling him with her legs. She lay on him, kissing him, and pressed her crotch to his groin. Ethan groaned. He could feel the warmth between her legs. He desperately wanted to put himself there. He moved his other hand down to her ass and rubbed it. She moved her hips, grinding herself on the hard lump in his pants. This was more than he could take. She was going to get him off in his pants. Angie lifted her head. In the moonlight he could see her sparkling eyes looking down at him. She was smiling. "What?' Ethan said. She was breathing hard. "Wanna see my pussy?" she said. Ethan's heart pounded like it was going to explode and his throat swelled up. "Do I?" he muttered, and it came out sounding like a question. Angie nodded. "I think you do," she said, and rolled off him, giggling with excitement. She unfastened her jeans. Ethan's eyes were locked onto her hands as they worked. Angie unzipped the front and pushed them down. She wore lacy pink panties underneath. She pushed the jeans down below her knees, then pushed the panties down. Ethan stared at the small mound between her legs. It was like winning a prize he'd never dreamed of reaching. It was the most beautiful sight he'd ever seen. He noticed a light covering of hair on the mound. Down the center of the mound was what looked like a narrow slit. Was that it? Was that where his penis was supposed to go? He stared at it, but it was impossible to believe his large penis was supposed to go inside anything so tiny and delicate. Angie spread her thighs wider, with her knees bent up. She stared at Ethan with lusting eyes and an open, panting mouth. Her breasts were swollen and stretched the front of her shirt, and her hard nipples poked through the fabric. She looked so inviting. He felt such desire to climb on top of her and put his penis inside her, but he didn't know if that was what she wanted. How was he supposed to know? Was she waiting for him to ask, or just do it? What if he did and she didn't want him to? Would he get in trouble? He was so terribly confused. "Touch it," Angie whispered. "Touch it?" Ethan said. He wasn't sure what to touch. Angie grinned. "Touch me right here." She put her hand on her mound and rubbed her middle finger over the slit. "Just like that." Ethan put his hand on her mound. It was surprisingly warm. The light wisps of curly hair on it were as soft as downy feathers. He did as she showed him and gently rubbed his middle finger over her slit. She tilted her head back and moaned. Ethan jerked his hand away. "Did I hurt you?" he said. She looked up and giggled. "No, silly. It felt good. Do it again." Ethan put his hand on her slit again and rubbed. Angie moaned again, but didn't take her eyes away from his. She poked her tongue out and licked her lips. Her ass squirmed side to side on the hay. "I like that," she said softly, sounding like a little girl. "Put your finger in." "What?" Ethan said, although he realized she might have meant like how a penis was supposed to go in. "Like this," Angie said. She took his hand in hers, separated his fingers, and pushed his middle finger into her slit. "Push it in right there. But not too deep. I'm a virgin and my Daddy wants me to stay that way." Ethan was astonished to see his finger go inside her pussy. It felt warm and wet and slippery. "Why?" he said. Angie shrugged. "He wants me to be a virgin on my wedding night. He wants to make sure I don't fool around with boys before then." She giggled and covered her mouth with her hand. "He doesn't want me to get pregnant but he doesn't know I already fool around. I can suck them in my mouth and still be a virgin, and I can't get pregnant." Ethan's eyes widened. Such an idea had never occurred to him. At first, the thought of putting his thing in Angie's mouth was appalling, but the more he thought about it, the more he liked it. "I could suck on your's, too, if you wanted me to." "You could?" Ethan said. She put her hand on his thigh and rubbed the lump of his cock through his jeans. "Yeah. I know you got a really big one. I felt it when we were dancing." Ethan blushed, ashamed she had caught him. He didn't know how many times that thing had got him in trouble. "Will you show it to me?" Angie asked. Ethan thought about it for a second. She had her hand on his penis and she wanted him to show it to her. To do that, he'd have to take his finger out of her pussy to unfasten his pants. He wanted to leave his finger inside her for as long as he could, but he also wanted to let her touch his penis, and especially put it in her mouth. He decided that was worth more than anything and unfastened his jeans. Angie reached in and pulled it out before he could get his pants down. Ethan gasped. It was worth it just to feel her hands touch it. "Goodness," Angie sighed. Her hand squeezed the shaft and pumped slowly. "I never saw one so big." She giggled. "Now all the other girls are gonna wish they asked you to dance when I tell them about this." Ethan was horrified by the thought that she would tell other girls about his penis, but he kept his mouth shut because he was more afraid she would stop rubbing him if he said anything. He bit his tongue and let her rub. She was going to get him off. He wanted to see if he could get her off, too, and reached for her pussy with his middle finger extended. Angie was breathing hard as she stared down at his penis. His hand snaked between her legs for her pussy and she spread them wider. Ethan watched her carefully. When she started to lean forward with her mouth opening, he knew she was going to suck on it. He pushed his hips up to meet her. Her red lips looked so soft and moist. He wanted to feel them on his penis. The sudden sound of a horn froze both of them. "What the hell was that?" Angie said anxiously. Ethan thought he knew, but he didn't want it to be. They were so close. She was just about to put it in her mouth. He wanted to beg the counselors for a few more minutes, but how could he tell them it was for this?

"Umg!" Jessica squeals. I look over to her. She Is getting fucked by Reed. She moans loudly. I look back to Grant. He is eating me. He raises and eyebrow. I moan to makes him do it faster. "Tongue fuck me!" I scream and I lean my head back. He grabs my waist and hoist his head closer to it. It slides in faster than I thought it would. I have a high pitched moan. "Oh gawd!" I say. He takes it out and kisses me. A tongue kiss. He sticks his dick in and fucks me like a dog. "Oh!" I moan. My breasts bounce. The bell rings. "Shit!" Grant says quickly zipping his pants up. I button my blouse and put on my tights. My underwear shows. Perfect. I go out into the hall. The princeable eyes me down. I properly drop a pencil. I bend down slowly and swerve my hips and pick it up. A boy whistles and I turn and giggle. I dittle with my pencil. I go to my next class. "Can you help me Trinity?" Sean whimpers. "Yes." I say walking over. I lean over his desk, showing my boobs. He eyes them. "Oh..." He begins to say. I feel a ruler on my ass. I swerve it in circles. It pushes at my ass. I hear a speaker come on. "Trinity please come to the office." I turn and stick the ruler in my mouth and pretend its a dick. I take it out and run to the office. I unbutton my blouse so my boobs are almost falling out. I walk into the office. He is sitting on his desk. "Sit." He says with a strong voice. I sit down in his chair. "I have to the attention that you are a whore." He says smoothly. I don't say anything. "Well?" He asks. "Yes..." I say. "Well if you please stand over there I have to make a call." He smiles. I walk over to his corner of his office. He spins his finger. I turn around and face it. I moan sexually. He raises an eyebrow. I touch my ass and squeal. I hear him put the phone down. I still face the wall. The painter did a shitty job. "Trinity." "Yes Sir?" I ask. "Meet my assistant." A young lady walks towards me. "Hello." I say backing up into the corner. She grabs my wrists. He smiles. She sits me down on the table. I'm cumming. All over his desk. "Oh no. You might want to remove your tights." She says taking them off already. I start to finger myself. Right in front of him. The lady exits. "How much?" He asks. "300$." I stick in in and out. I moan after moan. I moan his name. He is waiting. "Fuck me." I say. "I wasn't even asking for sex." He says. I stare at his boner that he got. I lean back and spread the lips. I make louder moans. He moves closer. "Fuck me!" I whisper. He still stands there watching me finger. I slide off my blouse. He sits in his chair. "Fuck me god damnit!" I yell. "Now, I have to punish you for swearing!" He says. I take off his shirt. "Oh what's this big guy doing?" I say fingering his dick. I unzip his pants. I feel the bulge thru his underwear. I lean on him. "Fuck me." I whisper in his ear. He places me on the table and looks outside. I stay there for a while. He turns around slowly and walks over. He lays on top of me and starts to make out with me. I wrap my legs around him and hump. His bulge feels so beautiful. He grabs my breasts and rubs and licks. I slide off his underwear with my feet. I grab his dick and play with it then I stick it in. He fucks me. I moan loudly and the desk makes large thumps. "It so big!" I scream. He sucks my tits. He lifts up a legs and fucks me harder. I swear each one. He takes it out and I get on all 4s, on top his desk. He slides his tongue in to my asshole. I moan. "Holy shit!" I say. He spanks my ass. I turn around and spread my legs he sticks his head over my vagina and repeatedly licks. I clutch my breast. I moan. He fucks me again. I explode with wetness. I scream and moan at the same time. He takes it out and gives me a facial. I lick all around and swallow his salty flavor. I stick my mouth around his dick. I suck in his muscle it gets stiff. I lick the tip then move my tongue into it. I bob my head up and down. Sweet cum drips out my mouth. I lick it up and kiss his lips. I smile and a ave as I walk out the room naked. I open the office doer and walk towards the bathroom. I feel fingers tickling my ass. "Hey slut." It snickers. I turn around. "Hello." I smile. "Why are you naked?" It questions. "Oh, I just fucked my princeable, nothing serious." I laugh. I look down to his bulge. "It's growing." I say looking to it. He grabs my shoulders. I am being dragged to the boys bathroom. "Hey baby, I'll ride you. I smirk. "Good." He says opening the door. He props me up on the wall of the stall. He takes off his shirt and pants. "Holy shit you are horny." I say looking at his boner. "Yeah." He says. He comes closer when I hear the door creak open to the boys bathroom. (Again, second time so I could upload this story.) "Umg!" Jessica squeals. I look over to her. She Is getting fucked by Reed. She moans loudly. I look back to Grant. He is eating me. He raises and eyebrow. I moan to makes him do it faster. "Tongue fuck me!" I scream and I lean my head back. He grabs my waist and hoist his head closer to it. It slides in faster than I thought it would. I have a high pitched moan. "Oh gawd!" I say. He takes it out and kisses me. A tongue kiss. He sticks his dick in and fucks me like a dog. "Oh!" I moan. My breasts bounce. The bell rings. "Shit!" Grant says quickly zipping his pants up. I button my blouse and put on my tights. My underwear shows. Perfect. I go out into the hall. The princeable eyes me down. I properly drop a pencil. I bend down slowly and swerve my hips and pick it up. A boy whistles and I turn and giggle. I dittle with my pencil. I go to my next class. "Can you help me Trinity?" Sean whimpers. "Yes." I say walking over. I lean over his desk, showing my boobs. He eyes them. "Oh..." He begins to say. I feel a ruler on my ass. I swerve it in circles. It pushes at my ass. I hear a speaker come on. "Trinity please come to the office." I turn and stick the ruler in my mouth and pretend its a dick. I take it out and run to the office. I unbutton my blouse so my boobs are almost falling out. I walk into the office. He is sitting on his desk. "Sit." He says with a strong voice. I sit down in his chair. "I have to the attention that you are a whore." He says smoothly. I don't say anything. "Well?" He asks. "Yes..." I say. "Well if you please stand over there I have to make a call." He smiles. I walk over to his corner of his office. He spins his finger. I turn around and face it. I moan sexually. He raises an eyebrow. I touch my ass and squeal. I hear him put the phone down. I still face the wall. The painter did a shitty job. "Trinity." "Yes Sir?" I ask. "Meet my assistant." A young lady walks towards me. "Hello." I say backing up into the corner. She grabs my wrists. He smiles. She sits me down on the table. I'm cumming. All over his desk. "Oh no. You might want to remove your tights." She says taking them off already. I start to finger myself. Right in front of him. The lady exits. "How much?" He asks. "300$." I stick in in and out. I moan after moan. I moan his name. He is waiting. "Fuck me." I say. "I wasn't even asking for sex." He says. I stare at his boner that he got. I lean back and spread the lips. I make louder moans. He moves closer. "Fuck me!" I whisper. He still stands there watching me finger. I slide off my blouse. He sits in his chair. "Fuck me god damnit!" I yell. "Now, I have to punish you for swearing!" He says. I take off his shirt. "Oh what's this big guy doing?" I say fingering his dick. I unzip his pants. I feel the bulge thru his underwear. I lean on him. "Fuck me." I whisper in his ear. He places me on the table and looks outside. I stay there for a while. He turns around slowly and walks over. He lays on top of me and starts to make out with me. I wrap my legs around him and hump. His bulge feels so beautiful. He grabs my breasts and rubs and licks. I slide off his underwear with my feet. I grab his dick and play with it then I stick it in. He fucks me. I moan loudly and the desk makes large thumps. "It so big!" I scream. He sucks my tits. He lifts up a legs and fucks me harder. I swear each one. He takes it out and I get on all 4s, on top his desk. He slides his tongue in to my asshole. I moan. "Holy shit!" I say. He spanks my ass. I turn around and spread my legs he sticks his head over my vagina and repeatedly licks. I clutch my breast. I moan. He fucks me again. I explode with wetness. I scream and moan at the same time. He takes it out and gives me a facial. I lick all around and swallow his salty flavor. I stick my mouth around his dick. I suck in his muscle it gets stiff. I lick the tip then move my tongue into it. I bob my head up and down. Sweet cum drips out my mouth. I lick it up and kiss his lips. I smile and a ave as I walk out the room naked. I open the office doer and walk towards the bathroom. I feel fingers tickling my ass. "Hey slut." It snickers. I turn around. "Hello." I smile. "Why are you naked?" It questions. "Oh, I just fucked my princeable, nothing serious." I laugh. I look down to his bulge. "It's growing." I say looking to it. He grabs my shoulders. I am being dragged to the boys bathroom. "Hey baby, I'll ride you. I smirk. "Good." He says opening the door.

I just banged my dad again last night. Soooo horny. Today in English I fingered because of that. "A field trip?" Fay screams at my teacher. "Aren't those for little kids?" Han asks. "Yes just you all are going to help addicts and drinkers so it's a good cause." Mr. Ligh scolds. "What if they rape us." Hallie yells loudly. "They won't." Mr Ligh sighs. I would never let a addict fuck me, but if he is like super hot then I would. "Its tomorrow so no time to waist." Mr. Ligh finishes. I get home and pick out my outfit. I go with a really tight see-through blouse and a skirt. I think about wearing underwear but then toss it back into the drawer. On the bus I sit in a group of boys, to show off my sexual moves. I lay on the seat and unbutton my blouse to expose me breasts. I lift up my skirt to show my clit. A boy feels my boobs. "Damn Girl you fine." He says. I feel his dick through his jeans. He unzips it and puts it thru the hole. I stroke and rub it until I want it in my mouth. I suck and lick until he cums. I button up and pull down my skirt. I look out the window and see a guy with saggy pants. "People here are badass." I smile. Unfinished lips are graffitied on a building. Our bus stops and we all get out. We climb up the steps and walk inside. "Hello." An attractive man, with bags under his eyes and glasses smiles. A black guy comes up from behind him "Hello!" He greets us. The guy with the glasses looks at me. I wink and his face turns red. We go into there basement. They have lunch set up for us. I pick a seat next to the glasses man and pull up my skirt so my pussy shows. He drops his pen and looks down for it. His eyes trace up to my pussy. I hear his tongue lick his lips as he sits up and looks at me. I smile at him. "Can you give me a tour?" I ask sweetly. "S-sure." He quickly replies. I stand up, keeping my skirt up my butts shows. I hear a boy whisle. I follow the glasses man up the stairs. "What's your name?" I ask. "Matt." He says. "This is wear we sleep." He continues. "Where's your bedroom?" I ask. "Here." He says pointing to it. I walk right in and stand by his bed pretending to look out the window. "Nice." I say. He walks up next to me. "What were you doing flashing me your pussy?" He asks. "Oh." I say. I turn to him. His apple bobs as I stare into his eyes. "You want sex?" He says surprised and serious. I unbutton my blouse. "No, I can't have sex with you, it's not right." He says looking away. I push him on the bed and jump onto him. "No. Let me go." He says loudly. I unbutton the last button and my boobs are fully exposed. He looks at them, eyes wide with amazement. I take off my blouse and kiss his quivering lips. I move down his neck. I take off his glasses. His eyes glare down to me. "No." He says in a commanding voice. "I am not having sex with you." He says. I slide up his shirt. I moan a little. He tightens his ass to the sound. "Am I making to horny?" I say in a baby voice. "N-no!" He denys. I kiss his abs. I go to his nipples and lick them. I look into his eyes. I squeeze them. He leans his head back. "Well." I say. "You make me horny." I slowly slide off his jeans. "No sex no sex." He says trying to push me off. I grab his faces and stick my tongue in his open mouth. I hear muffled sounds downstairs. He moans. I massage his tongue with mine. "Damn." He says when I take it out. I go back to sliding his pants off. His dick is already standing on its own. "I turned you on?" I giggle. He slowly nods. I put my mouth around it. I lick the tip and then the sides. He moans. I suck it deeply. "Willing to do my a favor?" I ask smirking. He nods. I turn my body around so my ass is in his face. He hesitates but then touches my vagina with his tongue. I stop sucking to moan. He licks it again. He sticks his tongue in and out. I suck more faster. Best. Anal. Sex. Ever. He cums in my mouth. I don't waist anytime I sit up and stick his dick in my ass. I uh loudly. I jump up and down, over and over. His bed squeaks. I jump faster. Just like he is fucking me. I take it out and stick it in my vagina. I ride him like a horse until he is about to explode. "I'm going to cum." He says. I turn it over to my ass. I jump and jump. He and I moan so loud it echoes thru the room. "Cum inside me." I demand. He stiffens. I feel something move deep inside me. I collapse. I kiss him again and once more. We make out. "That was sexy. He admits. I giggle. I put on my clothes and go downstairs. We leave the house and go onto the bus. That was the best field trip ever. Second way. (Read also for more hornyness.) I just banged my dad again last night. Soooo horny. Today in English I fingered because of that. "A field trip?" Fay screams at my teacher. "Aren't those for little kids?" Han asks. "Yes just you all are going to help addicts and drinkers so it's a good cause." Mr. Ligh scolds. "What if they rape us." Hallie yells loudly. "They won't." Mr Ligh sighs. I would never let a addict fuck me, but if he is like super hot then I would. "Its tomorrow so no time to waist." Mr. Ligh finishes. I get home and pick out my outfit. I go with a really tight see-through blouse and a skirt. I think about wearing underwear but then toss it back into the drawer. On the bus I sit in a group of boys, to show off my sexual moves. I lay on the seat and unbutton my blouse to expose me breasts. I lift up my skirt to show my clit. A boy feels my boobs. "Damn Girl you fine." He says. I feel his dick through his jeans. He unzips it and puts it thru the hole. I stroke and rub it until I want it in my mouth. I suck and lick until he cums. I button up and pull down my skirt. I look out the window and see a guy with saggy pants. "People here are badass." I smile. Unfinished lips are graffitied on a building. Our bus stops and we all get out. We climb up the steps and walk inside. "Hello." An attractive man, with bags under his eyes and glasses smiles. A black guy comes up from behind him "Hello!" He greets us. The guy with the glasses looks at me. I wink and his face turns red. We go into there basement. They have lunch set up for us. I pick a seat next to the glasses man and pull up my skirt so my pussy shows. He drops his pen and looks down for it. His eyes trace up to my pussy. I hear his tongue lick his lips as he sits up and looks at me. I smile at him. ---------Start here---------- "Everyone get the fuck down!" I hear someone say. "What the fuck!" I hear Edward say. "Everyone get undressed!" The glasses man joins in. Everyone does as there told, even my teacher. The men also get undressed. A boy grabs me from my wrist and throws me on the ground. "Suck it, slut." He says. I stick it in my mouth and lick it. I deeply suck it. I hear footsteps behind me. It grabs my ass and I feel a stiff thing enter my ass. I fucks me hardw, I scream and moan yes. "Yes, oh, yes." I moan. "Suck it more!" The man shouts. I suck it even more, it cums. I swallow it. He goes under me and fucks my vagina. "Two fucks at once sounds sexy." Edward says. I open my mouth and gasp. I feel wetness between my legs. I moan loudly. I feel a cock in the middle of my breasts. One enters my mouth. I suck it. It cums all over my face. I feel cum enter my body. Couple seconds later another load does. "Oh baby's! Oh!" I scream. "Yeah bitch. I know you love this sex slut. You want more." The ass fucker says. I nod. I want more. I orgasum again. I look over to see my classmates masturbating. "More. More dicks." I moan. One rides my back, one eats me out while someone is fucking it. I leak my liquids one the stone floor. I scream as the sexual world around me goes faster. So damn sexy.

I just banged my dad again last night. Soooo horny. Today in English I fingered because of that. "A field trip?" Fay screams at my teacher. "Aren't those for little kids?" Han asks. "Yes just you all are going to help addicts and drinkers so it's a good cause." Mr. Ligh scolds. "What if they rape us." Hallie yells loudly. "They won't." Mr Ligh sighs. I would never let a addict fuck me, but if he is like super hot then I would. "Its tomorrow so no time to waist." Mr. Ligh finishes. I get home and pick out my outfit. I go with a really tight see-through blouse and a skirt. I think about wearing underwear but then toss it back into the drawer. On the bus I sit in a group of boys, to show off my sexual moves. I lay on the seat and unbutton my blouse to expose me breasts. I lift up my skirt to show my clit. A boy feels my boobs. "Damn Girl you fine." He says. I feel his dick through his jeans. He unzips it and puts it thru the hole. I stroke and rub it until I want it in my mouth. I suck and lick until he cums. I button up and pull down my skirt. I look out the window and see a guy with saggy pants. "People here are badass." I smile. Unfinished lips are graffitied on a building. Our bus stops and we all get out. We climb up the steps and walk inside. "Hello." An attractive man, with bags under his eyes and glasses smiles. A black guy comes up from behind him "Hello!" He greets us. The guy with the glasses looks at me. I wink and his face turns red. We go into there basement. They have lunch set up for us. I pick a seat next to the glasses man and pull up my skirt so my pussy shows. He drops his pen and looks down for it. His eyes trace up to my pussy. I hear his tongue lick his lips as he sits up and looks at me. I smile at him. "Can you give me a tour?" I ask sweetly. "S-sure." He quickly replies. I stand up, keeping my skirt up my butts shows. I hear a boy whisle. I follow the glasses man up the stairs. "What's your name?" I ask. "Matt." He says. "This is wear we sleep." He continues. "Where's your bedroom?" I ask. "Here." He says pointing to it. I walk right in and stand by his bed pretending to look out the window. "Nice." I say. He walks up next to me. "What were you doing flashing me your pussy?" He asks. "Oh." I say. I turn to him. His apple bobs as I stare into his eyes. "You want sex?" He says surprised and serious. I unbutton my blouse. "No, I can't have sex with you, it's not right." He says looking away. I push him on the bed and jump onto him. "No. Let me go." He says loudly. I unbutton the last button and my boobs are fully exposed. He looks at them, eyes wide with amazement. I take off my blouse and kiss his quivering lips. I move down his neck. I take off his glasses. His eyes glare down to me. "No." He says in a commanding voice. "I am not having sex with you." He says. I slide up his shirt. I moan a little. He tightens his ass to the sound. "Am I making to horny?" I say in a baby voice. "N-no!" He denys. I kiss his abs. I go to his nipples and lick them. I look into his eyes. I squeeze them. He leans his head back. "Well." I say. "You make me horny." I slowly slide off his jeans. "No sex no sex." He says trying to push me off. I grab his faces and stick my tongue in his open mouth. I hear muffled sounds downstairs. He moans. I massage his tongue with mine. "Damn." He says when I take it out. I go back to sliding his pants off. His dick is already standing on its own. "I turned you on?" I giggle. He slowly nods. I put my mouth around it. I lick the tip and then the sides. He moans. I suck it deeply. "Willing to do my a favor?" I ask smirking. He nods. I turn my body around so my ass is in his face. He hesitates but then touches my vagina with his tongue. I stop sucking to moan. He licks it again. He sticks his tongue in and out. I suck more faster. Best. Anal. Sex. Ever. He cums in my mouth. I don't waist anytime I sit up and stick his dick in my ass. I uh loudly. I jump up and down, over and over. His bed squeaks. I jump faster. Just like he is fucking me. I take it out and stick it in my vagina. I ride him like a horse until he is about to explode. "I'm going to cum." He says. I turn it over to my ass. I jump and jump. He and I moan so loud it echoes thru the room. "Cum inside me." I demand. He stiffens. I feel something move deep inside me. I collapse. I kiss him again and once more. We make out. "That was sexy. He admits. I giggle. I put on my clothes and go downstairs. We leave the house and go onto the bus. That was the best field trip ever. Second way. (Read also for more hornyness.) I just banged my dad again last night. Soooo horny. Today in English I fingered because of that. "A field trip?" Fay screams at my teacher. "Aren't those for little kids?" Han asks. "Yes just you all are going to help addicts and drinkers so it's a good cause." Mr. Ligh scolds. "What if they rape us." Hallie yells loudly. "They won't." Mr Ligh sighs. I would never let a addict fuck me, but if he is like super hot then I would. "Its tomorrow so no time to waist." Mr. Ligh finishes. I get home and pick out my outfit. I go with a really tight see-through blouse and a skirt. I think about wearing underwear but then toss it back into the drawer. On the bus I sit in a group of boys, to show off my sexual moves. I lay on the seat and unbutton my blouse to expose me breasts. I lift up my skirt to show my clit. A boy feels my boobs. "Damn Girl you fine." He says. I feel his dick through his jeans. He unzips it and puts it thru the hole. I stroke and rub it until I want it in my mouth. I suck and lick until he cums. I button up and pull down my skirt. I look out the window and see a guy with saggy pants. "People here are badass." I smile. Unfinished lips are graffitied on a building. Our bus stops and we all get out. We climb up the steps and walk inside. "Hello." An attractive man, with bags under his eyes and glasses smiles. A black guy comes up from behind him "Hello!" He greets us. The guy with the glasses looks at me. I wink and his face turns red. We go into there basement. They have lunch set up for us. I pick a seat next to the glasses man and pull up my skirt so my pussy shows. He drops his pen and looks down for it. His eyes trace up to my pussy. I hear his tongue lick his lips as he sits up and looks at me. I smile at him. ---------Start here---------- "Everyone get the fuck down!" I hear someone say. "What the fuck!" I hear Edward say. "Everyone get undressed!" The glasses man joins in. Everyone does as there told, even my teacher. The men also get undressed. A boy grabs me from my wrist and throws me on the ground. "Suck it, slut." He says. I stick it in my mouth and lick it. I deeply suck it. I hear footsteps behind me. It grabs my ass and I feel a stiff thing enter my ass. I fucks me hardw, I scream and moan yes. "Yes, oh, yes." I moan. "Suck it more!" The man shouts. I suck it even more, it cums. I swallow it. He goes under me and fucks my vagina. "Two fucks at once sounds sexy." Edward says. I open my mouth and gasp. I feel wetness between my legs. I moan loudly. I feel a cock in the middle of my breasts. One enters my mouth. I suck it. It cums all over my face. I feel cum enter my body. Couple seconds later another load does. "Oh baby's! Oh!" I scream. "Yeah bitch. I know you love this sex slut. You want more." The ass fucker says. I nod. I want more. I orgasum again. I look over to see my classmates masturbating. "More. More dicks." I moan. One rides my back, one eats me out while someone is fucking it. I leak my liquids one the stone floor. I scream as the sexual world around me goes faster. So damn sexy.

I watched my sister as she swam towards Taylor and me, completely topless. I was shocked and extremely horny again, even after just receiving a hand job from Taylor. As Megan popped out of the water something caught my eye from inside the house, it was my parents. “Megan,” I screamed, “Mom and dad are home.” She quickly turned around and swam back for the edge to grab her top, once she had her bikini top she stumbled to get it back on as our mom walked out. “What is wrong Megan, having some top problems” my mom asked her. “Yeah, it is this new bathing suit, it just keeps coming undone constantly” she said making a quick lie. “We are done swimming anyways” Megan told my mom as she waved for Taylor to follow her. My mom disappeared back into the house as Megan and Taylor got out and started to dry off their bodies. They both headed for the house and Megan turned around and looked at me “This isn’t over” she said, and then walked in. Taylor turned around and blew me a kiss before she ran into the house after my sister. I sat in the pool, under the diving board, with a huge hard on, trying to figure out what the hell just happened. After my cock started to settle down, I finally got out of the pool and dried myself off and I headed for the house. When I got inside, I saw Megan and Taylor walking down the stairs, they had already changed their cloths. Taylor was first, she was wearing a short blue jean skirt that stopped about half way between her hips and knees. With the jean skirt, she also had on a pink spaghetti tank top and you could see the straps of a blue bra. She passed me, making long eye contact before she looked ahead and continued for the kitchen. Next was my sister Megan, she too was wearing a skirt; it was a white tennis skirt that swooshed back and forth with every step she took. She wore a black top with it, the top showed enough cleavage that you could see the top of her black bra, this was on purpose I could tell. When she passed me she gave me a smile added with a really seductive wink, a wink that said come and get it big boy. Once they were both gone and in the kitchen, I was left standing there once again horny. It was right at that point in my life that I accepted that I wanted to fuck my sister, and I wanted to fuck her wild and now. I was very horny at this point and I need to do something about it and quick. With my parents being home, I knew the girls were off limits for now, so I would have to find another way to pleasure myself. I headed for my room and locked the door behind me as I took off my swimming trunks and sat down at my computer. I opened the search engine and typed in Naughty Teen Girls. A whole list of different videos popped up on my computer screen. I started to read them when the ninth one down caught my attention. It said FOURTEEN YEAROLD GIRLS PLAY WITH DAD, I clicked the link and the video begin to load. As the video begin I saw two girls around fourteen sitting on a bed naked, they were making out and feeling each other’s breast. I begin to stroke my dick as I watched these girls continue to make out for another three minutes. Then an older man walks onto the screen, he is a heavy set man and the camera never shows his head, just his naked body. The man walks up to the bed and both of the girls crawl over and begin to suck his cock; one takes the head as the other licks his balls. Both girls suck away, taking turns switching off at what part of his cock they are going to suck. As I watch this, I reach into my top drawer and pull out Taylor’s panties; I wrap them around my cock and begin to jack off with them. Finally the man in the video pulls away from the girls and begins to stroke his dick as both girls look up at him with their mouth wide open. He begins to shoot his load onto their faces, the first on the girl to the left and the second shot on the girl to the right. As he finishes he steps back out of the view of the camera and the two girls begin to lick cum off of each other’s faces. As I watched the two girls lick away at each other’s faces, I started to shoot my load into Taylor’s panties. I groaned as I received my relief that I so desperately needed because of Megan and Taylor. When I finished, I wiped up the rest of my cum with the panties, then I threw them back into my desk drawer. Once I cleaned everything up and closed the file on my computer, I headed back downstairs. When I got downstairs I found both girls in the living room, sitting Indian style on the floor, playing UNO. I sat down on the couch behind them and turned the TV to ESPN. The girls invited me to play the card game with them, but I was not really in the mood so I turned them down. Taylor was facing in my direction, and my sister had her back to me. After awhile of watching TV, Taylor and I made eye-contact, at the point that we made the eye contact she unfolded her legs and spread them so I could see up her skirt. To my pleasant surprise, she had nothing on under the skirt; I could see her bare silky smooth pussy. Megan then spoke up “ close your legs girl, you know the deal, no hanky panky until tonight when our parents are asleep” she giggled “ O’ Brad just so you know, Mom and Dad already said that Taylor could spend the night again, so tonight should be fun.” After I found this great piece of information out from Megan, I left the room and went to go change so I could go for a run. I spent the rest of the day trying to keep busy to make the time pass faster. I wanted to jack off about a million times through out the day, but I decided to save myself for that night. Finally night had fallen and it was almost time, my parents were wrapping up and heading for bed. Once they trailed upstairs, Megan entered the room “we are ready for you in my room, come as soon as you are ready for us” after saying this she walked off to her room. Megan had managed to get the room in the basement, which was a huge room and best of all nothing could be heard from down there. I started to get up and follow her down when a great idea struck me. I thought of the video that I had jacked off to earlier that day and decided that I wanted to make a video of my own. So I went to gather my video camera before I made my way downstairs and into the basement. I entered the room to find both girls sitting on my sister’s queen size bed, talking and waiting. “Hey girls, I thought that we could make a movie of this whole thing” I said to them. They both agreed and thought it would be a great idea and got very excited. I explained to them that I wanted the movie to start with them and that I would join mid way through. After they both understood the roles that they would be playing it was time to film my very first movie. ACTION The movie starts with my sister Megan lying on her back on the bed, and she is reading a magazine. Her feet are drawn close to her butt and her knees are in the air. She leaves her legs spread so you can get a nice shot up her skirt at her panties. Taylor then enters the room and crawls onto the bed next to her, “hey girl what are you reading” she asks. “I am reading an article on ten different ways to spice up your sex life” Megan responds. Taylor speaks up “well I just came from my boyfriend’s house and we got to making out but then I had to leave, and well he left me in a mood, could you help me out girl.” Megan lowers her magazine and then looks at Taylor, “you know that I am always willing to help you out” she tells Taylor. She then throws the magazine off the bed and leans in to give Taylor a kiss. They lay side by side on the bed making out as both of their hands begin to roam each other’s young bodies. Megan then sits up and removes her top as she exposes her huge tits in the black see through bra she is wearing. She lies back down and the two girls start to make out again. Taylor’s hand drop around to the back of Megan’s back, and Taylor begins to unhook Megan’s bra. The strap flies free and Megan begins to slowly slip out of her bra, as she continues to make out with Taylor. When she finally has her bra removed, Taylor waste no time dropping her mouth to Megan’s left tit and she begins to suck on it. She sucks and then shortly pulls away her mouth so that the tip of her tongue can play with the nipple before she goes back to sucking the tit. Megan begins to moan and you see Megan’s hand slip below the waist band of her skirt as she starts to rub herself. You can still see up Megan’s skirt, and you can see her rubbing the top of her thong. Then Taylor slowly starts to remove her mouth from Megan’s nipple. Taylor starts kissing down Megan’s flat tan stomach and to the top of Megan’s skirt. Megan pulls her hand out from under her skirt and licks her fingers to taste her own precious juices. Once Megan has removed her hand, Taylor begins to pull off Megan’s skirt, down past the knees and then the ankles; her skirt finally makes it to the floor. Then Taylor goes for Megan’s thong. Megan lifts her ass up off the bed so that Taylor can begin to pull the wet panties off. Soon the black thong is off and on the floor with the rest of Megan’s clothes. Megan lays there on the bed completely naked as Taylor starts to lick from Megan’s toe all the way up her leg and to her pussy. Megan’s pussy is completely shaved, (I already knew this from finding her pubes in the shower constantly) the lips of it were puffy and pink and it dripped with her juices. Taylor begins to lick at Megan’s pussy, like a cat would lick at a bowl of warm milk. Megan’s hands grip the head board as she begins to receive the waves of pleasure that Taylor is sending her. Taylor then leans up from Megan’s pussy, and she removes her shirt revealing her baby blue bra. Taylor then returns her head back down to Megan’s pussy and she continues to eat her out. Megan’s body begins to sway back and forth on the bed as you can see her knuckles growing whiter from the tight grip she has on the head board. Soon little moans of pleasure begin to escape from Megan as you can see Taylor picking up the pace of her tongue. The moans begin to grow louder and louder, and Megan’s breathing begins to get heavier and heavier. Soon Megan has stopped her moans as she grows close to her orgasm and she encourages Taylor to continue. “O’ yeah, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck………. I am about to cum, please don’t stop Taylor, don’t stop, FUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK.” A squirt of Megan’s cum shoots out and nails Taylor in the eye, and then more begins to drain out of her pussy and onto the covers. Megan’s breathing starts to calm down as she begins to recover from her orgasm. Taylor never wipes the cum from her face, instead she lets it run down her cheek and drip off of her face. Finally at this point I decide I can take no more and I decided to join them. I place the camera on its tripod and then enter the erotic scene to join them. The first thing I do is walk up to Taylor and lick her face clean of my entire sister’s cum, it was so amazingly good. I pull my shirt off as Taylor begins to unbutton my jeans; Megan just lies on the bed in a puddle of sweat and watches as she tries to regain her strength. Once my jeans are undone I step out of them as Taylor waste no time pulling my boxers down to my knees and she begins to suck my cock. I let her suck for about a minute before I pull her head away. I tell her that she has had plenty of turns with me today and it was now Megan’s turn. Taylor crawls to the front of the bed and sits there in her bra and skirt. I then look back at Megan and began to crawl on top of her, I lean down and start to suck one of her tits. They were the biggest tit’s I had ever got to see or play with and I didn’t care that they were my sister’s. After sucking on her boobs for awhile I crawled up even more and leaned in to kiss Megan. Before I ever get the chance, I feel her tongue slip into my mouth and begin to wrestle with mine. We lay there with me on top of her making out, sharing the most passionate brother sister love you can have. As we continue to make out I notice Taylor slip out of her skirt, she is still wearing no panties just like earlier. My hands begin to squeeze Megan’s tits as I pinch her nipples with my fingers. I break our lip lock to look up at Taylor who is now sitting up with her back against the head board, and she is masturbating to me and Megan. I decided it was time to give her a real show; I grab my hard cock and begin to guide it towards Megan’s pussy. When I reach the entrance I slowly start to slide my cock into her vagina, and to my surprise it is just as tight if not tighter then Taylor’s was. I begin to shove down deeper and deeper into my sisters soaking wet pussy as I finally reach her hymen. I lean in and give her a kiss as I rip through my second hymen of the day. She lets out a scream into my mouth as I can feel her whole body begin to shake just a bit. Once I am fully in I begin to pump my cock, wasting no time starting what we both wanted. I looked down at Megan as I fucked her virgin pussy and she kept her eyes closed as she concentrated on nice and steady breathing. I begin to pick up the tempo of the fuck as I looked up at Taylor again and saw her fingers working over time on her little pussy. Taylor then begins to moan as I recognize the look on her face of her starting to enter one of her orgasms. She is quickly beginning to cum all over her fingers and the bed spread, she does not slow her pace down as she fully rides out her orgasm. The room temperature at this point feels like it is over one hundred degrees. The sound of mine and Megan’s sweaty bodies smacking together and then pulling a part is making me want to cum everywhere. I continue to fuck her hard as she keeps her eyes closed but her breathing begins to speed up again as I can see her starting to get close to a second orgasm. She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me down to her as I feel her pussy tighten around my cock and she begins to start her orgasm. This time she has no screams, no moans, just her heavy breathing and her tight hug keeping us close. When I feel her warm cum rush over my dick I feel myself about to cum. I pull my cock out of her pussy and sit up on my knees. I begin to jack off and shoot my wads of cum; the first one hit’s the top of her head and hair. The rest of my shots hit from her tits all the way down to her pussy. When I am finished I fall on to the bed next to Megan and I give her a kiss. Taylor joins us for the first time as she begins to lick my cum off of Megan’s body. She has removing her bra by this time so she too is completely naked with Megan and me. As me and Megan lay next to each other, Taylor take turns sucking my cock and licking her pussy, spending about twenty second on each. After Taylor spends her third time sucking my cock I sit up and pull her head to mine as I kiss her. I tell her that it is now her turn, I then sit up and tell Taylor to get on all four, after just getting pussy from my sister; I had other ideas in store for Taylor. I crawl over Megan’s body, to get towards Taylor. Before I climb off of Megan I slide my dick back into her pussy and then pull out “Thanks for the lube sis.” After getting my dick nice and slippery from Megan’s juices, I positioned myself behind Taylor. I slid the head of my penis across her pussy lips and then up to her little tight little asshole. As I thrust my hips and drove my cock straight up her ass. She screamed so loud, and if we were not in the basement the whole neighborhood probably would have heard it. Her ass was amazingly tight, only the most well lubed dicks could ever manage to squeeze in it. I begin to fuck her tight little ass, as she leans over and begins to suck on Megan’s tit. Megan sparks back up for the first time in about ten minutes. As Taylor sucks away on her tit, Megan’s hand drops down to her sweaty girl cum drenched pussy. I brace myself by grabbing Taylor’s waist as I continue to pound the life out of her little ass. Taylor brings three fingers to her pussy and slides them in, as she begins to finger herself. she begins to thrust herself so that I ass fuck her in rhythm with her fingering herself. She keeps moaning my name and telling me how much she loves me as we continue to fuck. I feel my climax starting to reach so I pull out of Taylor’s ass and both the girls sit up and bring their heads to my cock. Just like the movie I was watching earlier, there I was jacking off with two young girls waiting for my juicy prize. I was soon shooting my load all over their faces, shot after shot after shot, as my cum drenched both of them. When I was finished I stepped off the bed and I watched them begin to make out leaving their faces covered with cum. I soon redressed and gathered up all my camera stuff as they continued to make out and not even notice me. I grabbed Megan’s thong before heading to the door, figured I would add them to my new collection. I stepped out of Megan’s room and looked back in as they both still lay on the bed, naked, sweating, cum covered, and passionately making out.

America for the 5 day weekend. I watch Aiden walk across our room. Grace lounges on the bed watching the Olympics. David diddles on him phone. Jett jumps on the bed. Colin lays next to Grace arm around her. My eyes fall onto Aiden looking at me. I stare back at him. He brushes his hair to the side and looks the other way. I sit with the covers over me. I type on my computer. My eyes peek over the side again. This time Aiden is laying on the floor showing me his abs. I pretend not to notice. He knows I am looking at them. "Let's go!" Jett squeals. It wakes me from my trance. We all get dressed. I see a crack open from my door. I dismiss it quickly and run out the door. I hear people screaming. Jett grabs my hand and pulls me close. "I saw Aiden peekin on ya." She giggled. My face gets pink. Oh god... My mind races with my heart. I look over to Aiden. She pushes me into Aiden. "Sorry!" I say. "It's alright." He laughs. We go to the orange rollor coaster. We dicide to go in pairs. I'm with Aiden. Fuck... We go into the cart. He slides next to me. "Buckle and then pull the bar down." The lady smiles. Aiden moves him hand over to my leg and squeases. I cough and he moves his hand away. Thanks... He pulls down hims bar and I pull down mine. The ride severs. The forgot to buckle. I bounce around in my seat and soon I am close to Aiden. His face gets pink. "So..." He says. "What are you excited about?" I say nervously. "Um, I'm not very sure." He slowly laughs. The ride makes a sharp turn. I fall into him lap. His dick slides on my cheek and it becomes instantly hard. I put my hand on his lap and push up. It slides down and my finger traces his dick. I move my hand away and sit straight up. "Oh I see you forgot to buckle!" He laughs. He grabs my legs and buckles me into my seat. He smiles at me. Next ride is log ride. I go in the front. The boys go behind us. Jett always gets pissed off during this ride, she calls the people assholes and the giant an gay pornstar. Jett sticks her middle finger up to the bull. During the hill she screams. I get soaked. Next ride is Pepsi. We have a game that who has the funniest picture. Grace wins for sticking her middle finger up. Next is the tallest ride. It goes straight up. Taller and taller. The gears click. I lean my head back and breath. Aiden grabs my hand. Oh... We get to the top and stay there a while. I hear screams all around me. I smile and laugh as we got down. It's my 12th time going to it. "People who scream are sissys." Jett screams. The ride is over. Aidens dick slides up. Damn... He is making me hot... I reach into my pants and rub myself. We wait in line for the skateboard. The ride flys up and down. Aidens hair flys all over the place. I laugh. "This is so fun." I say. We run to the haunted house. We grabs our laser guns and hop in. I scream and yep as they pop out of nowhere. Aiden grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him. "Sit on my lap you can reach higher." He says. I sit on his lap. I rocks in circles as I attempt to hit the targets. I feel a wet stop under my ass. He cummed. The ride is over. "What now?" I ask. Soon we are in line for the tallest coaster there. We start going up the hill. I close my eyes and breath. It takes about 2 minutes to get up. We reach the top Aiden looks over to me. I moan as we go down hill. "Do you always do that?" Aiden asks. I look at him confused. "Do what?" "Moan as you go downhill." He finishes. My face gets pink. "Uh.." I try to say. He laughs and nods his head. "Or is it me being next to you that makes you moan?" He smirks. My faces gets red. "No!" I say. We get out the ride. "Well there is only one thing left to do." Jett says. "Ferris wheel." Graces points to the big structure. We walk over to the Ferris wheel. Aiden grabs my ass. I smack it away and scowl at him. We wait in line. "Okay I think it's only 4 per cart so Aiden and Katie will go alone." Jett says and then eyes me with a smile. I roll my eyes. I mouth no to her. The creep Asian man eyes us and then looks into Jett's shirt. He watches her breast jiggle. Damn that pervert... His face crinkles up as he still stares. He stops it and all the people to out. We walk over and the Asian man brushes my ass and squeases. I tighten my ass and go closer to Aiden. He brushes me off. David, Colin, Grace and Jett climb into a cart. Jett laughs as they go up and up. Me and Aidens climb into the next cart. "Look at this awesome car." He says shining his face in my face. "Yeah..." I say smiling. The ride goes up and up. The cart is swaying to much to our side. "Oh I have to move over here I guess." Aiden says. He jumps to the other side and I fly onto his lap. "Sorry." He says. I lean my back on one of the walls of the cart. He props his arms around me. "Hey yeah-" I say as he covers my mouth. His eyes look deep into mine. I love how he stares at me in class. It's almost like he knows I love him. He slowly moves his face to mine. "You know, I always loved you." He says and then quickly starts to kiss me. I open my eyes in shock. Wtf wtf wtf. He grabs my breast. He is waiting me to kiss back. I kiss him on his cheek. He laughs and laid off my shirt. It glides above my head. He quickly un lips the bra. The cart starts moving again. "We can't your girlfriend Sidney!" I say. "I broke up with her a day ago." He says rubbing my nipples. I moan quietly. I kick off my boots. The cart moves down. I see the Asian man look into our cart. I shut my eyes. I rub my foot up and down my leg to get my pants off. "I'll help." He grabs my thigh and pulls down my underwear and pants. He sucks on my breasts till my pants are off. My underware stretches on my waist. I slide my hand under his shirt and he helps my pull it off. Then he almost trips over his pants as he takes them off. I sit on hims lap as he rubs my clit. He teases me. He finally stick it in. I moan loud and pant as he slides in and out. "Oh, uh, oh." I sigh as my clit squishes. "I'm gonna cum!" I whispers. He moves his hands faster. I scream and sigh. My white juices squirt all over as I stiffen. I grab his waist and pull it towards me. I rub his cock thru his underwear. He breaths. I play with his balls and then finally take out his cock. "Damn." I say licking it smoothly. I rub my clit. He cums all over my face. I laugh. Soon, we a fucking nicely. He pushes me against the walk and fucks. He sits and I jump on his lap. It slides in a and we fuck. The Chinese man watches us. He lets our friends out but we stay. We go up to the top of the wheel. "You know." He begins to say. I look at him. "I love you." He smiles.

Our class gets to go to the swim park this year. Great. I sigh as I put my gear in the trunk. The drive is long. We get there finally. I gave my backs thank my mom and go to meet my friends. Grace and Colin are here. Ew they are making out. I go over to David and Jett. "Hey!" I say smiling. The greet me with a hug and a smile. "Go get your swimsuit on GURLlLl" Jett says. I walk our later with a very tight sexy swimsuit. David's face gets red. The boys always have this joke that they make girl sex noises. His and Colin run ahead making them. Us girls stay behind. "Soo who is your lovers?" Grace woops. Jett blushes. She still has not asked David out yet since 6th grade. "Nobody." I say casually. They both giggle. "We know you still like Aiden... Miss Ovs!" Jett laughs. That was true. I always look at him and he looks at me. "Shut up!" I say. "He likes that Sidney girl..." I say sighing. "Yeah right!" Grace finishes. We walk to the wave pool. Aiden is there. I smile at him and he waves. I walk by him as his eyes trace my ass. "Shh Katie he is checking you out." Jett whispers. "No duh my swimsuit is so tight." I whisper back. I feel and hand lay on my arm. I turn to see Aiden with a smile on his face. "Hey you and your friends want to go on a slide?" He asks lips glimmering. I look over to David, Colin, Grace, and Jett. "Sure!" I chirp. We all walk towards the steps. Aiden tells us jokes that make me laugh. His hand brushes my waist. The lifeguard motions us on. He stops me. "Only 5." He shouts in my face. "Katie you can sit on top of me?" Aiden offers sweetly. The lifeguard moves himself so I can get on. I sit on his lap. Davies face gets red again. Aides pants are wet from water. I can feel something rise on my back. He is having a boner. I lean back on him during the ride but I just can't it is to bumpy. I bounce up and down on his lap. It feels good. I have to move my hand. The ride bounces and my hand lands on his dick. In shock I move it back the handle. The next bounce he moves his hips along with it. Grace and Jett are giggling. Colin and David are laughing with joy. Aiden grabs my stomach. "You can lay back if you want." He smiles. I lay back on his chest. His breathing is in my ear. I quiver. "Dammit!" Jett screams. It wakes me up from my dream. "What?" I ask. "The rides almost over." She laughs. "I want to go on another ride this is fun!" Grace cheers. We are walking to the next ride. I move my hand back as I walk it brushes Aidens thigh. I move it forward and hold it. "OMG!" Jett screams. It's the log ride. We run into it. Colin and Grace go in the front, Jett and David in the middle and me and Aideen go in the back. Once again I have to sit on his lap. I lean back on his chest. His boner is rising up into my butt thru is trunks. I wiggle so it goes In front of me. He strokes my butt a little as we wait. I tense it up. He stops because the ride is starting. Thanks. If you are nervous you can squease my hand." He smiles teeth showing. We go up the hill around the turns then we break. His boner rubs against my vagina. I little moan runs tru my lips. Oh shiti cover my mouth and laugh. He laughs to. Soon that ride is over. We walk over to the carpet one. We get on. Aiden seems really turned on. We slide down fast his dick is around my butt... Our pants are sliding down from the gravity. His dick enters my swimsuit and rubs my ass. I grab his arm tighter. He grabs my hips and moves up and down. "Aiden..." I say. He kisses my ears. I moan. I am getting turned on. The ride is over and I am totally hurting around my pussy. "Maybe we should eat because it's lunch?" David announces. He looks at my and looks at my breasts. I nod and order some food. "Katie?" I hear Aiden ask. I turn towards him. He motions me to follow him so I do. We go to a new ride. He grabs my hand and we get into a box. It's the ride. The doors shut at a light goes on. I see his arms Arched over my shoulders. He comes closer. I breath I little and then I close my eyes. He kisses my face. I breath in deeply with passion. Our lips fix together and leave then fx together again. I breath more passionly. He grabs my breasts now. I let out a high pitched moan. He squeases. I let out a moan and fall in his arms. "Stop." I breath. He holds my butt in his hands. He pulled then towards him lifting them up. He kisses my neck. He sticks his thumbs on the rim of my underpart of my bikini. He tugs them down. He turns me so on. I feel wet. He turns me around and humps me really fast. I let out fast moans. I bang my but on him. He feels my vagina now. Rubbing it. He takes his trunks off. He un lips my bikini top. I feel relaxed now. "Your boobs looked small in those but your ass." He laughs. He gropes my butt. I pur. I lookout the corner of my eye at his dick. It looks like a brick it so sexy. He sticks his tounge in my ass. I moan loud. "No Aiden I can't do this!" I say. I hear a pop as I feel pain enter my ass. "Damn your ass is tight!" He says still hardcore fucking. I hold his ass and twirl my finger on it. He quivers. I hold his dick and spin it around my wet vagina. "Oh Damn I must have turned you on out there." He smirks. He leans his head back and moans. It makes me even more wet. I stick it in more. I sit on his lap and bounce. His dick slides deeper. Soon I let out screams. I grind on his body when we turn around. I move my pphips and riding him. I stroke his dick. I suck it then lick inside his pee hole. He moans. He cums. I swallow. "I think I might-" I say but to lat it goes all over his dick. He sticks his tounge in and dogg pants it. He strokes my thighs. He fucks my in the ass again. This I'm hard and fast. The ride is almost over. "Hey Katie." He says as we get our close on. "Maybe next time we should go for 3 hours." He laughs. I kiss his lips as we exit. I could hump something. "Hey Aiden." He looks back at me. "One time you gave me a 10 day orgasum." I giggle. David and Colin are chatting. "Where were you?" Jett asks. "We went on a waterside." Aiden smiles. We walk to the next ride as David touches my breast.

My. Dad. Like that matters right? Well, no, it does. I set my backpack down and climb up the stairs to my room. I feel horny as fuck. Dillion left me half naked in the boys bathroom today, I didn't get to orgasum. They day before that Andrew and I fucked behind the bleachers. That was great. I still had to have a fucking today. I watch my dad lay on the couch. No that's fucking wrong. I can't ride my dad! I dress in some kinky clothes and sit at my desk. I loudly kick the wall. My dad hates when I kick the wall. I hear his footsteps walking up to my room. He opens the door. He is a good looking guy, skinny, nice hair. It is sad my mom died when I was 5. He looks at me. "Hey dad." I say. "What the fuck do you want?" He says loudly. I unbutton one button of my see thru blouse. He eyes my nipples thru my shirt. "Fuck me." I demand. He looks at me then moves close to me. "Stand over by your bed." He says. I do as I'm told and walk over to it. "How much?" He says squinting. "I don't know 400$ for a lap dance also." I smirk. He goes over to my bed and sits. I go over to him and stand over him. I lift a leg and place it over him. He looks down and touches the area round my clit. I swerve my hips over and over. Then I stand again and push down my skirt. My leggings are clear so he can see my underwear thru it. I turn around and twerk. My ass jiggles. He grabs them. I sit down on his lap and move back and forth. He grabs my breasts and squeases. I go back to my first move and thrust my hips towards his face. I see him lick his lips. "Alright stand up over there." He says. I go over to the middle and stand. He stand up and goes by me. He pushes me down and falls on top of me. He grabs my back and humps me. I moan loudly. I don't know why, it feels good. "Fuck me now you asshole!" I scream. He turns me over and humps my ass. I spin around and lay on my back. My blouse is white and seethrough, my nipples are hard. He rubs my nipples in circles. I lean my head back and open my mouth. He unbuttons my blouse and suck on my nipples. His face is really close to me, I can't believe we never kissed. He stops sucking them and looks at my face. I keep my mouth open. He moves his faces to mine. He puts his open mouth to mine and licks my checks and tongue. I grab his ass. "You make me so horny." I say. He slides my leggings off, spanking me after. He lick my lips and goes to my clit. He tongue fucks me. I scream. He lift a leg over his shoulder and sticks his dick in without thinking. He fucks me hard. I moan loud every fuck. I orgasum. He then turns me round and fuck my ass hard. After 7 hours of full on fucking, we snuggle up to eachother. Naked. I close my eyes. He fucks me to sleep. "Good night." He says kissing my forhead. I wake up the next morning. Put my kinky clothes again. I put my backpack on. I look over to my dad. He is watching porn on the internet. Figures. Today I got 5 fucks, I should buy more kinky clothes. Second time (don't read it is the same one.) My. Dad. Like that matters right? Well, no, it does. I set my backpack down and climb up the stairs to my room. I feel horny as fuck. Dillion left me half naked in the boys bathroom today, I didn't get to orgasum. They day before that Andrew and I fucked behind the bleachers. That was great. I still had to have a fucking today. I watch my dad lay on the couch. No that's fucking wrong. I can't ride my dad! I dress in some kinky clothes and sit at my desk. I loudly kick the wall. My dad hates when I kick the wall. I hear his footsteps walking up to my room. He opens the door. He is a good looking guy, skinny, nice hair. It is sad my mom died when I was 5. He looks at me. "Hey dad." I say. "What the fuck do you want?" He says loudly. I unbutton one button of my see thru blouse. He eyes my nipples thru my shirt. "Fuck me." I demand. He looks at me then moves close to me. "Stand over by your bed." He says. I do as I'm told and walk over to it. "How much?" He says squinting. "I don't know 400$ for a lap dance also." I smirk. He goes over to my bed and sits. I go over to him and stand over him. I lift a leg and place it over him. He looks down and touches the area round my clit. I swerve my hips over and over. Then I stand again and push down my skirt. My leggings are clear so he can see my underwear thru it. I turn around and twerk. My ass jiggles. He grabs them. I sit down on his lap and move back and forth. He grabs my breasts and squeases. I go back to my first move and thrust my hips towards his face. I see him lick his lips. "Alright stand up over there." He says. I go over to the middle and stand. He stand up and goes by me. He pushes me down and falls on top of me. He grabs my back and humps me. I moan loudly. I don't know why, it feels good. "Fuck me now you asshole!" I scream. He turns me over and humps my ass. I spin around and lay on my back. My blouse is white and seethrough, my nipples are hard. He rubs my nipples in circles. I lean my head back and open my mouth. He unbuttons my blouse and suck on my nipples. His face is really close to me, I can't believe we never kissed. He stops sucking them and looks at my face. I keep my mouth open. He moves his faces to mine. He puts his open mouth to mine and licks my checks and tongue. I grab his ass. "You make me so horny." I say. He slides my leggings off, spanking me after. He lick my lips and goes to my clit. He tongue fucks me. I scream. He lift a leg over his shoulder and sticks his dick in without thinking. He fucks me hard. I moan loud every fuck. I orgasum. He then turns me round and fuck my ass hard. After 7 hours of full on fucking, we snuggle up to eachother. Naked. I close my eyes. He fucks me to sleep. "Good night." He says kissing my forhead. I wake up the next morning. Put my kinky clothes again. I put my backpack on. I look over to my dad. He is watching porn on the internet. Figures. Today I got 5 fucks, I should buy more kinky clothes.

Letter No 3 July 2013 Hi Dave, Your wife and me So it not been a full year but there has been a development of exquisite delight with your wife. I can’t believe how far your wife has developed in the 3½ years since I first fucked her and all the things that she has accepted along the way. Of course only a small fraction of that development is down to me, but I have certainly appreciated the hand of others in these things. More than that I have appreciated the introduction from you and Lisa of so many married women into my games; who now come by at a regular interval to play with me, I am usually busy 3, sometimes 4 nights a week. I had previously spasmodic play with women for these games, but to be introduced to 7 women in a short span of time who were attractive all in their 30’s, (with the exception of your mother in law); all married and allowed to play (most important); all had done levels of kinky and rough sex; four were already well trained k9 experienced and five were full scat trained and four, I’d class as pain sluts: I know most of these ladies were involved in your swap club, organised most by your sister in law but it is an Aladdin’s cave for a man like me. I have continued to push Lisa to bring over one or both of your boys to watch her submission to me, but so far it hasn’t happened, I know she feels both are still too young, but I detect that her resistance to the idea is now very low and I feel it could happen almost any time. By her own admission she has come so very close to letting it happen. I have to say that in the recent month’s she has seemed hotter and hornier than ever, I know she has been very sexually active during that time. Lisa has always been keen to play, but I would say she seems even greedy for sex now, almost since she brought George over for his session. That seemed to light a fire in her. I would say and ask you if you can concur, I think her clit has grown in the last year; because it always seems to be poking out and oh so sensitive. I have explained to you that she and I have played this game of chance, which if she loses she has to bring one of your sons over with her. I have also played the same game with her sister under the same conditions. I have no doubts that if either loses, which ever sister that is would not go through with the deal, it’s actually quite delicious to see how torn each is, each is not only excited but hugely aroused and can’t hide it, but each is fearful of the outcome. The very first time I had Lisa play the game she lost and she should have had to bring your youngest over – he wasn’t even 9 at that time she was horrified yet at the same time became sexually insatiable for hours and that was the night she volunteered or offered that instead she would do a K9 session. These days both she and her sister seem more relaxed about which son would join them. I think they both know it will happen, I think within weeks. Lisa had the same resistance when I first suggested she needed to try K9 action, now she’s doing that several times every week. Of course with your own 2 boys when she starts it will be “morning, noon and night” every day. I told you I’ve been putting her in bondage, naked of course and in compromising positions for the boys to find her. Of course I could put her into such bondage that she couldn’t free herself and one or both of them would find her, but I prefer the scenario of her brining each one over here in just her heels and stocking and us doing a session, following on from George that is now a real possibility. You’ll know that in May this year she brought over your nephew George, for a session where she specifically begged me not to do scat or K9 action. I agreed, but on a condition. Recently she has admitted to me that she should not have restricted any action with George watching back in May; she had hoped that he would stay with you over the summer holidays for a few days and she would have brought him over for an unrestricted session, but their plans have changed. Now she’s planning a full on session with him over Christmas. When she negotiated the first session with George with me I think we both had in mind that the penance would be to bring one of your boys for a repeat of what we did with George. Because the session with George went so well, mainly because he had been bonking the shit out of Lisa’s pussy and arse and using her mouth as his personal urinal for 5 or 6 days and cum bucket before he came here, he was more relaxed and really got into the spirit of the session. In about 2½ hours we had done the things that Lisa and I had agreed on, she gone out to clean herself up a bit and he was saying to me, - “there’s more we can do –isn’t there” he told me how he had watched your wife plus his mum and you two brothers playing a game a few weeks earlier involving stuff and he was pretty sure you all knew he and the other 3 boys were watching, because his mum had blatantly come to where they were, still in her SM gear with all sorts of stuff still attached to her. For a moment he thought (hoped) she was there to offer herself to them. He knew she was drunk; there was no effort to cover any part of her body, even though each nipple had a big thick nappy pin inserted in it her nipples were out hard like organ stops, which he admitted was a turn for each of them. She’d told them it was time to go to bed, but none of them moved much, drinking in the view and getting hard ons again. In his own words, his mum seemed as relaxed to be there like that in front of them as they did looking at her; she was actually prolonging their viewing of her body and enjoying it. So when Lisa re-joined us I told her we were starting again, we probably did another 90 mins, this time using pins and needles etc., on her boobs and pussy, then I showed him how to whip her bound boobs and spread pussy with cat and whips till she climaxed –several times. All three of us enjoyed that second part better than the first and George did all the work. My favourite was when we had her sat on the edge of my big kitchen tale without any restraints at all, Freestyle as I call it, as it adds a whole level of submission. First I gave George firstly we played with her nipples, pulling, biting sucking and running ice over them, first once they were elongated and hard I offered four thin 4” pins to George and had him push 2 into and right through each nipple to form an X, Her reaction was fantastic, breathing heavier and groaning each time, but it gave me confidence to do the next bit, which was I had George slowly sew her pussy together. It took about 20 minutes; he used a fair sized darning needle and thick thread, making 7 insertions in each lip. She gripped the table sides hard and moaned and groaned on each push through, but didn’t really cry out, he nipples, clit and labia were all swollen and blood engorged with arousal and obviously she bleed from each hole, even when her cunt was fully tied up and pulled closed. Lisa had told me she’d had her pussy sewn up 4 times before that day, including her first by her sister. I looked over George’s handiwork, which was good, I saw her clit was sat proud of her upper lip, I’d never seen hers so big and swollen. It occurred to me to get George to piece that as well, but I refrained for that day. There was a dribble of blood onto my kitchen floor. I told George to whip her pussy with the Cat ‘O’ nine, which he done twice before that afternoon, this time I saw her legs part slightly and he really hit her; she climaxed the first time on strike three. She came off hard; it was Lisa that told him to do it again. He did. The next 2 climaxes she begged him to hit her; the fourth she said ‘enough’ but I said continue and he got a fifth out of her. She was a sweating shaking wreak by then and the session was really over, because he had cum off when whipping her as had I, no way where he or I getting hard again. There was no restraints on Lisa’s part by that time and I knew and she knew that next time the three of us met up, it would be an all-out no-holes-barred session. To me it also boded well for when she does bring one of your boys over. When Lisa had told him next time either his Mum or Katie would take her place. He had wanted to know about how far things could be taken, beyond what we had done, she’d let slip she’d done dog as had both the other two women. During this phone conversation a few days after the event, I was trying to lead her to say we’d do it all again but with one of your boy’s instead of George and I was pretty sure that was where we were going. But No! As you are aware and have seen. I have three mates with 4 dogs between them who the ladies all play with; in fact these days each animal gets to play at least once a week. I know those three mates get visits from all the wives in addition to the ones at my place. She’s told me that your brother, Karen his wife and George and his brother Miles will be staying over for 4 or 5 days at Christmas. Obviously Karen knows all about Lisa seducing him and letting him watch us and so on. As you know I’ve had rough play a few times with Karen and she’s a pretty good submissive. So Lisa has promised George a full on session at Christmas and Karen knows about this promise. Following conversations with her, I understand Karen is now having sex with George every day and that he has agreed that they would do a session where he could treat his Mum in a similar way to what he’d done with Lisa, which she was delighted with. The last I heard was Karen was on the verge of letting the younger son play in which event it will be both boys wanting to see Lisa’s full session at Christmas. I have suggested that if that is the case, then maybe we ought to being doing it with the four boys present, watching and helping: Lisa didn’t dismiss that idea, just nodded and said ‘maybe’. I said that if we were to do that; she needs to bring both of yours up to the level of the other two before then. She knows that when I say a full session that means I will be doing everything that has been done to her so far, plus a few new ideas. Since that first discussion, I have talked to her about it, stating that when, ‘not if’ we do that session I will let the boys do most of the work on her. Although she hasn’t verbally confirmed she will go ahead, I can see she has accepted it will happen, because I can see a level of arousal in her as I talk. The fact that Lisa knows Karen is playing with her boys almost daily, has changed her own view. But before all of that with George, your sister-in-law, Katie brought over a young lad in February name of Darren - son of one of my favourites Tania. Low and behold barely a week later he was here with his Mum, which was most special. Tania became second of those lovely MILF’s you introduced to me to, to play the games in front of her son and so it has continued, Lisa obviously didn’t know about Darren and Katie and Tania until quite recently. Almost exactly as Lisa asked for with George; Kate and Tania asked no scat and no K9 when Darren is there. Even though they are both the most experienced in both acts with your wife very close behind. Since then Tania now comes over one night every week with Darren, your sister in law brings him almost the same amount of times and both come by on their own another 2 or 3 times. Recently I told them both that it’s time to go full on with what Darren witnesses now in a session and Kate agreed instantly and Tania wobbled a bit but said yes, once she knew Kate was up for it. I also said it was time for Tania to bring her other boy over and for Kate, like Lisa, to start bring hers over. Which brings me to the various visits Lisa has done this year so far to me, starting with one when she knew she’d pay a penance for the restriction of action on George. The next time we spoke she said it had been one of the best sessions at my place she’d ever done, George was really fired up by the whole thing, I could tell Lisa was so turned on by George doing stuff to her. I think she would have allowed him to do anything he wanted and she admitted she regretted putting a block on K9 and scat action in that session. When I first met them, Katie, Tania and your mother in law and 2 other wives were all well used to dog action through contacts Katie had, the remaining wives needed a bit of goading to try it and all except one, now do regular action. As you know Hailey tried it maybe half a dozen times, then declared she found it too humiliating, my mate Bob then got her to do it maybe 3 or 4 times a year, but only with him and his dog, but he tells me she is doing now going over to ‘see’ him, every week and doing dog play each time. Her husband usually goes with her and encourages her, like you he has also licked and eaten at her pussy after she is dog fucked, and also like you he has sucked on the dog cock and a few times taken it to completion. He thinks if he can get Hilary to take it anally, hubbie might do as well. At the moment, we are working on getting Hilary to get some action with my other mates and their dogs. I am also aware that Lisa as with the other wives has regularly played with dogs with contacts from her sister and maybe elsewhere. I truly don’t mind as it seems to increase her libido, as it does with the other women. Anyway back to our phone chat, so she was saying that next time we meet up, she would …. and my mind missed it because I was thinking she’d say bring Simon over, but she said something else entirely. You’ve met Rory more than a few times and watched him, me and his dog on your own wife and others. Well as you know he’s a real dirty bastard and loves all the stuff Lisa and your female friends do, and he is very keen when it comes to your wife. For some 6 months at the meetings we had with Lisa when he’s brought a dog over he’d been suggesting to her that she give his dog’s arse a good licking, he must have suggested it at 3 or 4 sessions. She just laughed it off, but I knew he was really gagging to watch her do just that; mind you so was I too. I’d never seen any of the other wives do it, but he had this idea that Lisa would go for it; because in the last year her sister and one of the other wives have done just that when visiting him alone and doing dog, and he said they just needed some encouragement. So that day on the phone when she said she would do it, I did a double take and my mind froze for about 10 seconds, my cock still in my trousers which had been getting hard just shot off, so yes I was going to take that. I knew your boy would be along soon. Rory and I had to wait awhile before it happened. To be honest I was more excited than when she first agreed to do dog, which seemed an age ago by now. Rory was just as excited, his first words to me that evening were ‘will she do it properly’. I said she always does things well. Then she arrived to cut off any further discussion, she wasn’t nervous like her first dog time, far from it she seemed buzzing. Everyone was eager for things to start and Lisa went through the usual first part of kissing and licking then she guided the dog into her pussy. Bishop, Rory’s dog, gets woman action 2 or 3 times a week, so he knows what to do, that night he seemed to sense something was up, Lisa exclaimed he penetrated her cervix that very first entry, it always sends a woman wild in ecstasy, but it doesn’t always happen as you know. So when that first interaction was over, we knew what was coming next after a short break, she laid down with Bishop again and this time she was going for the oral sex, she sucked his cock till he was hard again, she must have still been hot, because she was swallowing his dong almost in deep throat action, then she let it slip out of her mouth and run her lips along the shaft right down to his black hairy sheaf, she did this about 4 times over maybe 10 minutes, all the time he was dribbling his precum juices into her mouth or over her face. Then she kissed his ball sac, she looked up at us to make sure we were paying attention then she ran her tongue tip right up to his arsehole, lifting his tail out of the way with one hand. She ran her tongue all round and over the large puckered hole. Rory and I couldn’t get closer we were right on top of her. We had already stripped off and had been stroking our cocks slowly over her first part now, we leant forward in even closer as we saw her tongue tip at the very hole of its arse, she pushed a little at the hole and I think I came off shooting over her face and hair, Rory wasn’t far behind me to do the same. Your wife paused things there and she didn’t say a thing, but I knew she wasn’t saying that was it. Her mouth went back onto its dong and she sucked in earnest and I soon saw it was pumping spunk into her mouth and she was swallowing. Once she disentangled herself and we had a drink to recover. Lisa looked at us both with a huge smile on her face and said that she was going again, “I’ll rim his arsehole again whilst you take turns fucking me” With that she then proceeded to suck us both off very well so that we wouldn’t cum too soon next time as she put it, which I though was a nice touch; we also took the time to each pee into her throat. So maybe 15 minutes later after a repeat of those preliminary oral work on Bishop, I got in behind (doggie style) her as she knelt and got her head into position, my God she was wet, in case I couldn’t hold off my next climax (and the same for Rory) I got my electric dildo out ready to put on her clit. I was fucking her slowly, watching her mouth, this time she ran her tongue all around the dog’s arsehole, this time she was slower and more deliberate in her action. I watched as she puckered up her tongue tip and pushed it against the hole, about an inch went in, I couldn’t help it but I just shot off again. Lisa lifted her head up and just said “Time to change over guys”, she’d felt my splurge; Rory reluctantly took over from me; I scrambled to his viewing position, my face right beside hers. I had just cum off seconds before, but now I still retained my erection as I watched her push deep inside the dog’s arse. She didn’t seem nauseated by her act, maybe in a trance. As she carried on my cock was leaking like it was precum, after watching and fucking her for maybe 4-5 minutes Rory shouted he had cum off in her and pulled out, so I stuck the electric dildo into her sopping wet pussy, she paused and winked at me said thanks and carried on. This second rimming of Bishop’s arse must have lasted 15 minutes, toward the end both Rory and I spunked over her face again, considering our ages and fitness I was amazed at my own performance. It crossed my mind as I watched your wife that second time, there was no onus on her to do it, she had originally that first instance gone further than I expected. She finished when we had finished splattering her face, Lisa looked at me a beseeched me to pussy whip her. I pulled the dildo out of her and had her lay back on the futon, legs splayed wide apart and so over the next 10 minutes Rory and I each using cat ‘O’Nine tail whips abused her cunt and breasts, she dictated how hard and fast we hit at her, the first climax hit her within maybe 3 strikes on her spread pussy I caught her right on the exposed clit, she cried out not in pain but ecstasy. We continued, a second and third climax rocked her body, all within the three minutes. Rory was goading her, saying ‘next time slut, I want to see the dog shit on your tongue’ She was saying yes, yes, He said ‘I’ll have you drinking my dog’s pee, too’ She cried out ‘Yes; Yes, okay, harder’ I wasn’t sure whether she was answering him or telling me to go harder or both. This is about the sixth time I’ve had your wife in an state of total ecstasy by having her body whipped and asking for ‘harder’ the last had been with George. In fact what we were doing to her wasn’t a million miles from how George and I finished her off that day, with a very similar result. Her breasts were bouncing on her chest and her cunt lips were quivering. She was in a zone I’ve seen a few times where we could have done anything we liked to her and she was loving it. I nudged Rory and we changed over our whips for the harder riding crops, barely pausing in our flagellation of her tits and cunt. We were now moving up a whole level in stuff on her, Stuff I’d never done to any woman, but she was truly up for it, in a way I’d never seen of her or anyone. Rory was now pushing his luck with his kinky demands ‘Maybe I should just let him dump his shit into your mouth then’ Her next cry, nearer a scream was just after he said that, I couldn’t tell what she really said. Rory told me later, she cried out “Oh God Yessssss”. But I had just connected three hard strikes direct on her clit and her body arched and shook as she had the longest and biggest climax of the night, maybe ever, I’d never seen her come so hard and long. I was sweating buckets as was Rory. Lisa’s tits were red and purple with welts and marks all over and her pussy region was near the same, her labia had swollen to twice its normal size and her clit was just huge, there was juices just leaking out of her cunt almost like pee, but this was thicker, creamier. Only then did she hold a hand out in the classic stop sign. Part of me was glad, had we continued I think we would have done some damage. Maybe because he was nearer, but she drew Rory into a kiss and I mean a kiss it went on and on she was feverish. When they broke apart as I was standing by then she got to her feet rather drunkenly and kissed me, she was hungry. When she broke, she held onto me to steady herself, “Guys, that was fantastic” Deep breaths “I have to go home” She hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol all night but for the stance she made as she grabbed some clothing and staggered out the door she looked totally hammered. Rory and I watched her go and we grabbed a cold beer each and collapsed.in chairs. “Wow” was about all I could manage, I was shattered, sweating profusely as was Rory, neither of us could have arisen to another hard-on if our lives depended on it. I was staring at the wall barely registering it was almost 1:30am and we were both on early shift. ‘She’d a good and lovely little subbie’ said Rory ‘She sure is, do you think she’ll go along with that stuff you suggested to her’, feeling my cock twitch. ‘You know, I think she will, not in the cold light of day, but when we push her knobs and get her higher, there’s no reason we can’t get her there’ He had a leering smirk on his face. ‘The trick is not to push too often, she’s no use to anybody for 3 or 4 days at least, but she’ll be thinking about it and getting herself wet’

Jim Thorpe lay back on his beach towel and surveyed the scene before him. Sparkling blue water rippled in the dazzling sunlight, golden rays bouncing off of the wave crests to reflect back into his blue eyes. He sighed heavily; he was in heaven. The sounds of teen girls playing all around him in the sand filled his ears and sparked his brain. Surreptitiously he let his gaze float over the closest two girls playing nearby with a bucket and sand. Two girls, crouched on the sand dumping shovelfuls of the grainy stuff into the buckets . Their one-piece swimming suits clung to their shapeless bodies tightly, molding their undeveloped shoulders and hips and behinds. Jim Thorpe took this sight into his mind and relished it. You see, Jim Thorpe just loved teenage girls. He loved looking at them, he loved being near them, he loved fantasizing about them. Jim Thorpe was also 35 years old. Jim was in heaven because his wife had gotten a migraine headache this morning and said that she wouldn't be able to go down to the beach with him and their daughter, Jennifer. Secretly, Jim thanked his lucky stars for that. Now he could lay here on the beach and watch all the cute daughter running around and playing on the sand. And his wife wouldn't be there to wonder what he was looking at. Jim was 35 years old but he was a much younger-looking man. He had a muscular, lean body that he liked to keep in shape. He had short cut dark blonde hair and a ruggedly handsome face. His chest was broad and though he lacked hair on it his muscles more than made up for it. He was wearing a pair of loose-fitting dark-blue-with-black-stripes swim trunks, with the legs of the trunks running down to his knees. Almost like shorts. He had purposefully picked these to wear because he didn't want anyone to notice his erection as he watched the pretty swimming-suit clad girls run by. He looked out towards the water now and squinted into the glaring sunlight at the bathers out in the clear blue water. He tried to find his daughter among the crowd but she was lost in the multitudes. Funny thing, even though Jim loved teen girls he had never had a sexual thought concerning his daughter. Perhaps it was the stigma of the I-word--Incest! He didn't know. Another thing was that Jim had never touched another teen, even though the very idea of it was fuel for his masturbation fantasies. Jim took another peek at the two girls playing with the bucket and shovel, noting that the one girl was now on her knees in the sand and her tiny buttocks were pointing right at him. He could see where her one-piece suit rode up slightly into the crack of her butt. He closed his eyes and imagined that he was behind her, his hand cupping the round butt cheeks and squeezing them. As the girl played, his hand slipped in between her thighs in the back and proceeded to trace a path along her swimsuit crotch, playing over top of her covered mound. His finger was just about to slip underneath the elasticlegband of her suit when he heard---- "Daddy! Hand me my towel, will you please? It's cold onceyou get out of the water!" Jim opened his eyes to see his daughter standing before him, dripping wet, arms hugging her tight body as she stood there shivering in the sun. Jim reached to the side and grabbed her beach towel and handed it to his daughter. "Thanks, dad! Were you falling asleep?" Jennifer asked her father as she wrapped the towel around her shoulders and closed it in front of her. "Nah, just daydreaming, honey," Jim answered her. Lucky he had on the loose swim trunks, he thought to himself. Wouldn't look too good for his daughter to see her old dad sporting an erection now would it! Jennifer Thorpe was beautiful girl . Well, nine in three months, anyway. She liked to be called Jenny, and her parents only called her Jennifer when they were angry with her or wanted to impart something of major importance to her. Jenny was a very pretty little girl, with dark blonde hair like her father's. She usually kept it shoulder length and today her mom had tied it into a ponytail in the back of her head in order to go swimming. Jenny was wearing a two-piece swimsuit. It was pink with pink-and-white daisies on it. The top part was a halter-top type, with strings going around her neck and tying in the back. The bottoms were bikini style with the elastic waistband a few inches below her belly button. Jenny had pretty blue eyes and a smile that could melt yourheart. Jenny walked over to her blanket on the sand and sat down on it crosslegged. She was warming up now and the sun's hot rays were beating down on her. She unwrapped the beach towel from around her body and dried off her legs and face with it. She set the towel aside and rummaged through her carryall bag and brought out the bottle of tanning lotion. Jenny wanted to get a nice tan before they had to go back home after their vacation. She looked over at her father sitting forwards now and looking around at all the people. Jenny really loved her father and thought he was very good-looking. Compared to the other girls' fathers back home, anyway. "Daddy, will you please rub this tanning lotion on me?"she asked her father. Jim was startled out of yet another fantasy and he turned to look at his daughter sitting on the towel next to him. "What? Oh, yeah, sure, honey! I'll do it," he said, taking the bottle of lotion from her and turning around on his own towel to face her. Jenny had unfolded her legs and had stuck them straight outnow. Jim got onto his knees and knelt in the soft sand. "Lean forwards a little, honey, so I can get your backfirst," he told his daughter. Jenny leaned forwards and reached behind her and moved her ponytail out of the way. Jim squirted some lotion onto his hand and rubbed both his hands together to make them wet with the lotion. He placed his hands on each of his daughter's shoulders and began to work the tanning lotion into her skin. He slid his slick hands onto her back, smoothing the lotion out over her shoulder blades. He moved his hands down her back, over the knot where her suit top was tied. He lifted the knot up and spread some lotion underneath it. He slid his hands down her smooth back, feeling how incredibly smooth and supple his daughter's skin was. As he swept down her back smoothing out the tanning lotion, his eyes swept downwards. His gaze fell upon his daughter's swimsuit bottoms in the back, right at the top of her butt. He could see the two halves molded by her pink swimsuit bottoms. They jutted out nicely as she leaned forwards. Jim cleared his head and shook away those thoughts. This was his daughter, for crying out loud! He swept his lotion-covered hands down Jenny's back and as he rubbed the lotion into her lower back, his hands brushed against the elastic waistband of her swimsuit bottoms in the back. "Okay, Jenny, all done in the back! Sit back up now,honey!" he said, and his daughter straightened up again. He squirted more lotion into his hand and rubbed them together again. He started slicking down Jenny's arm, lifting it up and holding it out from her body as he did so. Her upper arm felt so soft and silky to his hands as he worked the lotion over it. God, did all little girl's skin feel like this? It felt incredible! When he was done with that arm Jim lifted his body up somewhat and stretched across his daughter to do her other arm. When that was done Jim went back down on his knees. "I guess I'll do your legs next, Jenny," he said, andsquirted more lotion into his hands. After he slicked both hands up, he started applying the tanning lotion to his daughter's legs. He started right above her knee. For some reason he didn't want to get near Jenny's swimsuit crotch. He applied the lotion from her knee on down to her ankles. Then he did the other one. "Daddy, what about my upper legs? I don't want them to getburned!" Jenny said, eyeing her father. "Uh, okay, honey, I'll do them, too!" Jim applied more lotion to his hand and placed his hands on his daughter's lower thigh. As he slicked his hands upwards along her thigh, he marveled at the softness of her skin there. As he neared her swimsuit crotch he swiped his hands quickly around her thigh where her leg came out of the swimsuit leg opening. Then he did the other thigh, doing the same thing and not getting near or touching his daughter's swimsuit crotch. "But Daddy," Jenny said, "what about my legs on the insides? You have to get them, too!" Jim sighed and applied more lotion to his hands. Jenny spread her legs apart in order to allow her daddy to rub the lotion onto the insides of her legs. When Jim started applying the tanning lotion to his daughter's inside thighs he thought he would die! His cock was now starting to grow erect in his loose swim trunks. He couldn't believe how good his daughter's body fet to himas he rubbed lotion all over it. His hands smoothed out the lotion along the insides of her thighs. Jenny's legs seemed to be spreading wider apart as he did this and his eyes were drawn to her swimsuit bottoms. He could see the crotch of her pink swimsuit bottoms and swore that he could make out the fleshy lips of her little slit. His cock started pounding now, growng to its full seven inches inside his trunks. He rubbed his hands dangerously close to Jenny's crotch now, and as he lost all inhibitions now he even let his knuckles brush against his daughter's mound through her swimsuit. This was crazy! Jim thought to himself. What am I doing? I'm trying to feel up my own daughter! In public, yet! And on that reminder, Jim looked around him quickly but saw no one near them that was even remotely interested in what he was doing. "Okay, Jenny, that's done! I guess that leaves your upperchest and your tummy!" Jim worked some more lotion into his hands and began massaging it into his daughter's upper chest, above her swimsuit halter top. As his fingers worked the slick lotion into her skin, his fingertips brushed over the material of her swimsuit top and once or twice his ring finger and pinky would slide beneath the pink top, going underneath. Jim wasn't sure if he was near her tiny nipples, but he did notice that suddenly two titty points appeared poking up from underneath her top. Had he brushed over them? Or was his daughter just reacting to the sensual massage and rubbing by her father? Then he started on her tummy. If he thought her legs and thighs and arms felt smooth he was in for a shock when he felt his daughter's tummy. As his hands glided over her flat tummy, Jim got the sensation of running his hands over a cloud, or at least imagining what a cloud would feel like if you could touch one. Jenny giggled a little when he smoothed the lotion over her hips on the side--she was ticklish there. Jim felt the elastic waistband of Jenny's swimsuit bottoms brush against his pinky fingers as he neared her belly button. Jim looked up at his daughter's face. She had her eyes closed, as if asleep. "Jenny, honey, why don't you lie down on the towel?" Jim had come to the edge of the precipice and stoodthere--and then decided to take the dive. Jenny lay down on her back, her eyes still closed. When her father had been rubbing the lotion into her body she had begun to feel warm and tingly all over. His strong hands just felt so nice rubbing on her skin. Jim glanced around him again and noted that no one was looking his way. In fact, it seemed that most of the people around him had gone into the water. Jim began applying more lotion to his daughter's tummy, drawing nearer and nearer to her swimsuit bottoms' top. His fingers met with the elastic waistband. His hands already slick with the lotion, they slid quite easily uderneath Jenny's swimsuit bottoms' top. Jim felt the incredible softness of his daughter's pubic pad. As his hand dipped lower into her swimsuit bottoms he could feel the hard pubic bone that led down into the vagina itself. Jim looked up at his daughter's face but she still had her eyes closed. She was letting him do this to her. She was okay with it. Jim snaked his hand down deeper inside Jenny's swimsuit bottoms, until his fingertips suddenly felt the twin halves of her fleshy labia. He was touching his daughter's cunny! Her little slit! God, it felt so incredibly soft! His middle finger separated the halves of her slit, opening them up. His fingers were coated with tanning lotion so as he fondled and probed Jenny's cunnylips his fingers were not too rough on her smooth, babysoft genitals. Jim was hunched over his prone daughter while he played inside her swimsuit bottoms. His aching cock throbbed hotly inside his loose trunks. As his fingers manpulated Jenny's sexual organs, he suddenly felt a small hand squeeze his erection through his trunks. He looked down to see Jenny, his daughter, using her hand to squeeze his cock through his trunks. Her eyes were still closed and she was obviously enjoying what he was doing to her cunny. Jim looked around him again and still no one was watching them. Jim began to massage and rub Jenny's slit fully now, running his middle finger up and down her puffy labia. He searched for and found her swollen clit and when he touched it his daughter jumped, and she made a gasping sound. He continued to stroke her clit and rub her slit up and down. Suddenly, he felt his daughter's small hand slip down inside his loose trunks and grab a hold of his seven-inch-cock! She was squeezing it inside his swim trunks! As father masturbated daughter, daughter stroked father's cock. Jim's middle finger slipped down further underneath Jenny's swimsuit bottoms and found the entrance to her cunnyhole. His slick finger slipped inside the entranceway easily and he began to slowly slide the digit in and out of Jenny's cunnyhole. Jenny's hand increased the speed of the masturbation of her father's cock. Jim diddled his daughter's little sensitive clit again and he felt her whole body stiffen and knew that she was experiencing her first orgasm! She relaxed again and her hand continued stroking his cock. Jim removed his hand from Jenny's swimsuit bottoms and knelt there hunched over as she continued jacking him off. Jim could feel his orgasm building and on his daughter's downstroke he erupted, shooting his seed into the front of his swim trunks. As the last spurt shot out of his cock, Jenny released her father's erection and pulled her hand out of his swim trunks. She opened her eyes and father and daughter locked stares. Not a word was spoken. But a signal passed between the two of them. A silent signal. Father and daughter were bonded together. There was much more to come in their new found relationship. PS. If you play with yourself after reading this, write it in comments

Matt’s Fun Summer - By Formerly Yak It was the first true week of summer and I couldn’t have been more excited. I was going to be working at a summer camp full time, doing what I loved for three months straight at Camp White Lakes. Last year we’d taken on a whole bunch of new people in the staff but I was already an experienced counselor entering my fourth year. I did the team building activities like the trust falls, the rope climbs, the partner relays. Each area gets a trainee every summer and my Trainee last year was a girl named Anne. She was very pretty for a girl at 18 years old with long shoulder length dark brown hair and piercing sky blue/gray eyes and very fit. She was into the same things I was: running, canoeing, hiking, etc. We walked around a bit talking last year and she was one of the biggest reasons I was excited to return to camp this year. We didn’t get a chance to talk very much last year though because she still had to learn about the other areas and I was busy teaching my groups all the time. This year would be different though. I’d found out she requested to work in my area as my assistant since I was in charge of the Nature area now. I even did a little dance when I read the e-mail that had gone out, but my mind wanders. This is the story about my first summer working with Anne. Ch. 1 I walk off the bus into the slightly humid air of the camp and I take a BIG sniff of the clean, pine-scented air. I sigh contentedly and shoulder my gear, walking towards the administration tent. I place my folder containing all of my required information on the table and say “Hi, I’m Matt and I’m working the Nature area this year. I’m here to check in?”. “Hi Matt! You’ve been working out?” Kary quips from behind her folding table for an office. She’s a mother of four kids who now ALL attend the camp as youth. Nervously I shift my weight and reply with a shaking voice “Y-Yeah. It’s nothing too impressive, I’ve only been running lately” I can feel warmth rushing to my face as she laughs a bit TOO much, trying to hide her obvious feelings about me. Glad to be out of the administration process I go to the Medical building where I need to drop off my physical and medical insurance information. Walking in I see a line of adrenaline-filled kids anxious to do exactly what they came here to do: run around, cherishing their freedom. I smile nostalgically and think to 10 years ago when I was right there in their shoes; a nervous 11 year old with nothing but an entire summer ahead of him at this very same camp. I’m quickly shaken from my reverie when I see her. Anne. She’s checking in! I begin to panic and I freeze dead in my tracks as she turns from the counter, papers in hand and immediately spots me. I’m lock-jawed, wide-eyed and a fluttering heartbeat above a rutabaga when she walks over to me. “gh uh … “ I sputter which is quickly followed by regret when I hear an “Excuse me?” as her reply. “… Hi…” I respond dumbfounded as she looks at me excited. “So we’re going to be working together. Did you hear?” She asks with a smile on her lovely face, her eyes creasing into a happy grin matching her perfect mouth’s curve. Those white, perfect teeth in a gleaming smile! “Yeah I did. I’m really excited to get back on the ropes course! I want to cut a few seconds off my last year’s time.” I add with a bit of zeal. “You’ll have challenge this time, buster. “ She warns. “I’ve been getting in shape! I’ve been running, biking and swimming!” Jokingly I mention “Sounds like you’ve been training for a Triathlon!” “Oh hush, I just wanted to give you some competition and put you in your place.” She sticks her tongue out at me, sashays her tight butt and walks away leaving me staring after her ass as it bounces with every step. Shaking my head quickly and wiping the drool from off my face I pick up my backpack, and walk up to the medical counter handing my paper work. The rest of the sign-in goes smoothly and I’m left thinking about what Anne would look like in a swim suit let alone naked! With her long muscular legs, that tight butt and her newly developed boobs. Suddenly a bell rings out. It’s the director’s bell for all of the staff to assemble. Hurriedly I run with gear on my back and papers in hand to the staff’s assembly area. Ch 2. “Well I’d first like to welcome you all to Camp White Lakes! Some new faces and some familiar ones, but no doubt we’ll all get to know each other quite well….” The Director gives the same old speech. ‘It’s nice to see you’, ‘Thanks for coming out’. The kind of speech you listen to and just tune out subconsciously. I then let my thoughts and eyes wander the room. And then my mind took a turn. I realized I was staring at Anne’s slender legs, her short shorts cut off BARELY below that dimple where the cheeks end and I could only imagine what sweet heaven lay between those toned, smooth legs. When I return to reality I realize I’ve been staring at Anne’s legs for the entirety of the Director’s speech and we’re all getting up to leave. I begin to gather my things, taking my time to hide my embarrassment. I look up to see that Anne stays behind and is now blocking the door. “Excuse me, Anne. I’ve gotta put my gear in my tent so I can get to the opening ceremonies” “I had other plans for you” she trails off with a lusty look in her eyes. She pushes me back against the wall kissing me furiously and stripping me of my gear. Without shame my cock begins to harden in my shorts as I stand there in a now empty dark room. “What’re you doing? We’re going to get caught!” I say to her impatiently. “No chance of that, I locked the door and they won’t even miss us” she says with a wicked grin. For a moment I become hopeful that she may take this further than just kissing but my reason gets the better of me and I attempt to get up as she pushes me to the floor. That’s when Anne showed me what she’d been practicing the entire summer. “Oh no you don’t!” she says almost menacingly pinning me down with her strong legs and holds my wrists out above my head. “What if I do? You’re going to straddle me to death?” I challenge lifting my hips and shifting my weight. “Exactly…” She doesn’t finish the sentence and instead releases her pressure entirely, unzipping my fly quickly and removing my shorts and boxers. “Oh my…. I had no idea it would be THIS big” she marvels at my now throbbing cock. “ANNE! Please. This is embarrassing.” I attempt feebly to mask my excitement as she grabs it and begins stroking me slowly. I succumb to my carnal will and allow her to continue laying my head back and shutting my mouth. “You wanted me to do this last year didn’t you?” She asks pointedly. I nod slowly looking into her piercing eyes. “You want to fuck me don’t you, Matt?” She edges closer and leans above me now her hair hanging above my head and dancing on the floor. Her hand doesn’t leave me, and her strokes quicken. I moan and writhe at her touch as she begins to apply pressure to my dick. She kisses me quickly and then wraps her lips around my cock and swirls her tongue around the head nicely. “Oh FUCK, Anne please don’t stop!” I cry “Don’t you worry, baby” She soothes “I’m going to blow your mind”. I remember vague images and movements after that. It all became a blur of her mouth inching down upon my shaft slowly. Her tongue tracing the veins throbbing along my hardened member as her throat accepted more and more. The way those robin’s egg blue eyes were staring up at me. The sunlight shining softly through her long dark hair, I ran my hands through it slowly and then came my big moment. I came. I shot my load hard; it shot out like a bullet in long streams into her mouth. I felt it pool on her tongue and then she cleaned me up with that talented tongue, licking in a circle around my cock-head. I look down at her and sweetly say “Thank you, Anne. That was perfect!” and I kissed her without thinking. She surprised me by sharing my own cum with me and swirling her tongue against mine in our sensational kiss. “Zip up your pants and lets go. I’m hungry!” She says playfully and I quickly trail after her. We drop our stuff off at my tent before dashing inconspicuously through the woods to the dining hall for dinner. Ch.4 She opens the back door of the cafeteria, sneaking through and then holding it open for me and waving me in. “I thought I was the only one who knew about this entrance.” “You were the one that taught me this remember, silly?” she says and then kisses me on the cheek before saying “Come on, if you make me miss dinner I’ll punch you!” Chuckling to myself and half wondering if she’s serious I speed up after her and grab a plate, joining the line before anyone notices us. We walk in and see we just made it in time for the staff to get food. We merge into the line and get a few odd glances but my head is swimming in thoughts of Anne. Her perfect round butt, her tight perky breasts, her gleaming smile and her beautiful eyes all of those things and more. She walks swinging her hips in front of me on purpose I’m sure. “You see something you like?” She asks playfully handing me a plate and a tray so we can pick our food. “Uh… a couple things, that pie there at the end is usually a great choice” I respond teasingly and I wink at her. We sit down and the playful banter continues but as she sits down next to me she sticks her butt out a bit giving me a lovely peak of it. The rest of the night I had to put effort into not staring at her. Finally when the camp begins to head to their tents and the events are all over for the day the staff begins to turn in. The entire camp assumes a soft glow about it and sets a rather romantic lighting down all of the footpaths. Anne and I walk down the shortest path to my tent, making the odd glance at one another and smiling mischievously. “You have been thinking about me since last year, huh Matt?” she asks after a while. “Yes I have,” I reply “it’s been hard not to, you were my favorite trainee last year.” “Good” and with that she looks around quickly, grabs me and pulls me in for a passionate kiss and grabs my cock through my shorts and says “I’ve been thinking about you all this last year. I got off SO hard thinking about this cock inside me” I manage a short gasp and I look over to see my tent yards away. “You thinking what I’m thinking?” I query “I thought you’d never ask” she responds without hesitation. Things begin to occur quickly as soon as we enter the tent and close the screens behind us. I lift my shirt up over my head and she does the same, revealing the perkiest tits I’ve ever seen. I drop my drawers and take off my socks and shoes and we kneel there naked, staring at one another with lust in our eyes. I lean in first and kiss her, trailing my lips down her neckline and I cup her breasts. I begin to suck and tongue her nipples gently, then pulling on them. I feel my cock begin to harden and tickle her thighs as we kneel there on the ground of my tent and begin to embrace. She straddles me suddenly and sets her wet groove to my cock and begins to stroke me slowly. I look up to her and plant a solid, wet kiss on her lips and she does me one better by finding the head of my cock with her pink pussy outline by a dark, thin line of pubic hair. I feel nothing but wet warmth and I gasp audibly. We begin to rock as she shudders upon my cock, its thickness filling her nicely and I can feel her begin to stretch and take more of me deeper within her. She moans and begins to shiver more, her thighs quaking gently against mine. My hips buck into hers and I can feel a warm liquid dripping down my cock and begin to encompass our crotches. Her cum soaks my cock and balls and drips slowly down her thighs, covering my sleeping bag. She moans without hesitating “I want to feel your cock in my ass, Matty”. Shocked but not about to stop I slide slowly out of her wet pussy and put the head of my dick at her ass. I’m soaking wet and so is she. I warn “Here it comes, Anne” as I slip inside her without too much resistance. She lets out a quiet gasp and grits her teeth whispering “Matty that feels so good!” Her ass feels so tight and warm, tighter than her pussy. I begin to really pound her and then I feel another orgasm building in my balls. “I’m going to cum!” I say with urgency as I feel the pressure building. “Fill my ass up with cum, baby” she tells me. I can’t believe this is the same Anne I knew last year! She’s a complete nympho! I focus back on her and I feel my load leak out of me slowly, but the hot warmth fills her ass up and she moans “Oh I’m cumming again! Oh it’s so much better in my ass”. Anne collapses on to my chest, panting and heaving. “That was amazing, Anne” I say softly, caressing her. “Same to you, big guy” She kisses me, the perfect blend of sexiness and affection in her tongue and lips. I can tell it’s going to be a good summer. THE END

Em and I probably could have stayed naked on my bed all day. We were so happy together and so satisfied with our orgasms that we were very relaxed. I enjoyed looking at my sisters nude form. As much as we were in paradise together the fear of being found out finally forced us to get up, get dressed, and throw my blankets in the wash. For the next few hours we did house chores. But we would also sneak peeks at each other, or make the occasional comment, or have a quick pinch, poke, or grope of one another as we passed by. I found my sister to be very open to being touched by me whenever I wanted. She was bent over in the kitchen, her head in the veggie drawer at the bottom of the fridge, as I strolled past to put a cup in the sink. She was wearing pink shorts, with the very bottom of her ass cheeks hanging out. As I passed by my hand slid across both cheeks. Instead of protesting, or even moving, she let out an audible moan. On my way back I slid my hand between her thighs for just a second and continued back toward the laundry room. “You better be careful doing shit like that, mister.” She scolded. “Why?” I asked. “There’s no one home.” She jumped from the fridge and chased me into the laundry room. We were both laughing as she cornered me by the washer. But then she got a serious look on her face and said’ “Because what if I just decide to grab you thing and have some fun.” She raised an eyebrow. “Well I won’t stop you. Believe me, I won’t.” We both laughed again. As she turned to head back to the kitchen I grabbed her around the waist and spun her back to me. I cocked my head and leaned in and kissed her. She kissed me back and shoved her tongue in my mouth. Our hands started exploring and I was getting aroused. Just then we heard a car door slam. Suddenly we both turned 5 shades of red and couldn’t get out of the laundry room fast enough. Seconds later the front door opened. “Kids?” Mom yelled out. “Here we both said,” Almost in unison. My sis went toward the kitchen, and I with a tent in my shorts, made a quick pit stop in the downstairs bathroom. “Why is the fridge door opened? Christ, what are you two up too?” “Sorry Mom” Em said. I spilled something and went to wash it in the laundry sink. “I was just coming back to close that.” Mom just shook her head. She knew if Dad saw that there would be a 20 min lecture on electric bills, and spoiled food, and starving children blah blah blah. I couldn’t help but laugh at what my mom would have said if she was thirty seconds earlier. I splashed some cold water over my face and waited for my erection to subside. I left and went to the couch. Mom was blabbing on about base gossip and what not. Em and I would make eye contact and smile, or laugh for a second, and then go about what we were doing. With Mom home we couldn’t do anything the rest of the day. Which was a shame because I had finally recovered, and my dick was constantly hard now. Later I was upstairs putting the sheets back on my bed when Em came in from her bedroom through the shared bathroom. “Hey” she said. She was wearing an old concert tshirt and sweatpants. Her hair was up in a ponytail. She looked amazing. “Where’s mom?” I asked quietly. The whole day that was my first thought. Where the hell is our mother? “She’s in the kitchen” Em replied. I started to put my hands on her but she brushed me away. “Look, I know, I am horny. Like really horny. I don’t know what you did to me but you unleashed some sorta monster in me.” I couldn’t help but smile. “But if we aren’t 100% smart and safe, this will be over. And I mean over Keith. If they suspect ANYTHING, one of us is dead.” I nodded. “I have a plan. Tonight at dinner just follow my lead, ok?” “Yeah. What do you have planned?” I was curious. “You’ll see. But I need you to be on board or else it won’t work. Just be on my side.” With that she leaned over and kissed me. I tried to hold her to kiss her back but she swatted my hand and headed back to her room. About an hour later I was helping mom in the kitchen. It was after 6 and she was dancing around the kitchen, singing to herself, while making dinner. She set the table then called up to Em that dinner was ready. I sat in my usual spot and Em came down and sat across from me. “Mom,” Em started, “You had such a crazy day. Did you want some wine?” I immediately knew what she was up to. That sneaky brat. After a few glasses of wine, my mother sleeps like the dead. It was a family secret that everyone knew. Even Dad used the tactic from time to time so he could watch the end of a game in peace. “Yeah, let me get a glass for you,” I joined right in. Oh my head was spinning she was so smart that girl. “Well, if you kids don’t mind cleaning up after dinner, I guess I could have a glass, or two.” Good old mom, always a sucker for some wine. I went to the wine rack and grabbed a bottle that had Elephants on the label. That’s about the extent of my wine knowledge honestly. I did know how to open a bottle though, so I did that and cam back to the dinner table with a glass and the bottle uncorked. I poured a healthy amount into her glass. “Enjoy” I said. “Oh kids, thank you. It’s been such a day. All the gossip and the women clucking about this and that, people asking about rumors, who’s being transferred and why, on and on. Oh I just needed some wine.” She nearly emptied her glass with her first “sip”. Em and I both smiled when we made eye contact. Dinner seemed to go on forever. I hardly ate. Same with Em. Mom didn’t seem to notice. Somewhere during her third glass we noticed her speech start to slow, then eventually slur somewhere in glass four. Mom, always the trooper, eventually finished off the bottle. “It’s never good to recork wine and save it for later.” Whatever you say mom. When she was done eating (and drinking), I offered to help mom upstairs while Em started cleaning up. She was certainly tipsy. I had to take her arm, then on the stairs, put my arm around her waist while she made her way up. Mom was short, and thin, and had small breast like Em. I’d never noticed before how similar their bodies were. Once to her room we said our goodnights and mom closed the door. I knew from dads jokes she may not even make it to the bed before passing out. Still though, I went back down to help Em clean and give Mom some time. “Well played” I said as I walked into the kitchen. Em winked at me, “Pretty smart I’d say” as she pointed to her head. I helped her load the dishwasher and put the leftovers in the fridge. I think we were both still too nervous about mom to try anything in the kitchen even though we knew she was probably passed out cold already. “So now what?” She asked me. “Hey this was your plan. You’re in charge.” I smirked. I could see the gears turning in her head. Then a wry smile. She had a plan for me I could tell. “C’mon,” she said, and took my hand and lead me to my room. She closed and locked my door. Then she went to her room and I heard her close and lock her door as well. When she didn’t come right back I began to wonder what was up. “Em?” I called. “Meet me in the middle.” She replied. Our term for the shared bathroom. When I walked in Em was stripped down to just a very small sexy yellow thong. She turned to me and offered her hand. I stepped forward and we kissed. It was slow and passionate. My hands landed on her ribcage and the touch on her bare skin made us both tingle. She removed my shirt and kissed me again. Our hormones were raging. My hands moved down her sides and my fingers went inside the narrow waistline of her panties. With a jerk I sent them down her legs. She responded by yanking my shorts and boxers down in similar fashion. Her small hand found my erection and it jumped at her touch. Her hand moved up to my head where she gathered some pre cum and used her tiny fingers to massage it down my length. My mouth moved to her breasts. I took one in my mouth sucking and licking her nipple and she stroked me. I gently pushed her against the sink and my hand started stroking her pussy. I parted her lips and felt her warmth. She was getting wet and I used my fingers, much like her, to spread it over her pleasure spots. When my fingers touched her clit for the first time her knees gave out a little. “Fuck yes right there,” she moaned. I wasted no time flicking her clit and then massaging it. She was soaking wet now. Her pussy was making slopping sounds as my fingers moved across her pussy back and forth. I stuck a finger into her hole and she responded by jerking me harder. I slid a second finger in. This time it was easier than earlier today. My other hand still massaging her clit, I could feel her juices all over me. Again I met resistance at the second knuckle depth. She gasped. I withdrew slightly then pushed back again and again. Finger fucking her to the rhythm of her jerking me off. She stopped momentarily and used both her hands to gather up her own juices on her thighs and used that as lube to continue jacking me off. “I’m getting close, don’t you dare stop.” Her tone was dead serious. Why would I stop I laughed to myself. I could feel Em start to tense up. Her orgasm was building and I knew it would be a big one. She took her hands off my cock and wrapped her arm around me. As she pulled me closer my cock slipped up between us and was pinned between our belly buttons. I had almost no space to work on her pussy with my wrists both bent in odd directions. I had her pinned up against the sink so there wasn’t much room to work when I had inspiration from a porno I’d see once. I pulled both my hands away from Em with brought an immediate scowl and questioning look. “One sec” I said. I put my hands in her armpits and lifted my little sister onto the edge of the sink. There, seated with her legs opened, I had easier close access. Her right hand grabbed at my cock while my right hand resumed its assault on her clit. We were both sweating now. Our bodies were so close out different juices mingled and made an erotic smell in the bathroom. Em was panting and I knew we were both close. The question was who would get there first and bring the other one with them. We were moving quickly. Both reaching our climaxes. I started to lose balance and leant forward a touch to support some of my weight on the sink. When I dd that my cockhead touched her pussy lips. Her legs instinctively spread wider and she put her heel into my back above my ass. My tip just slid up and over her clit, leaving a slime trail. “Yes oh fuck yes rub my clit with that,” she was almost yelling. I moved my hands away from her pussy. “You do it. Take my cock and rub yourself Em.” She did it immediately. Mashing my cock against her clit. Not really pumping me but her jerky motions felt just as good and her wet pussy and my engorged cockhead made sloppy sounds together. “OH oh oh god!” She moved my helmet from her clit down between her lips and back at a blistering pace. I was close too. My balls were boiling. I tried to push in a little everytime she moved my head down to her opening, only to have her slie it out and right back up. One time she moved me through her sex I was able to get the tip in a little, and stop her rhythm for a moment. We made eye contact and she mouthed the words “we can’t” before moving my sensitive tip back up to her please button. As close as Em was to cumming I beat her there. The slippery friction finally getting to me first. I grunted to announce my oncoming explosion. Em pulled me closer. She put my shaft between her pussy lis with my head resting on her clit and used her hands to just move me back and forth. I stiffened up. My cum came blasting without warning. Em leaned back as the first spurt landed between her boobs. The next few came out with less force but landed below her belly button. She kept mashing my dick around her clit. As the warm cum ran down through her faint bush it reached her clit. This took Em immediately over the edge. Her grunts and groans were quick, deep, and loud. She continued rubbing my cum around her clit with my still hard cock. Her shaking coming to an abrupt end I tried to remove my penis. “Not yet.” She whispered. “Just leave it for a second please?” I couldn’t think much less speak so I stood there as my cum seeped slowly down her puffed up pussy lips, and down to the floor. Several large white globs followed the same sexy path. “Fuck that was amazing Em” I was in awe of my little sister and her sexy body. She used a hand to push me off her a little and I could hardly stand straight up. My legs were weak, my back hurt, and my head was spinning. I sat down on the floor, my back against the shower door. Em followed a second later. “That was so good” she whispered in my ear. She moved her hand under my chin and turned my head towards hers and planted a kiss on my lips. We kissed for a minute and then she moved her head back against the shower door with a slight thud. “I can’t believe it can be like this every time.” “That was the best,” I said “Sliding my dick up and down on you, that was the best feeling ever.” “It was great,” she said “But Keith you almost went inside me, we can’t do that. It’s not safe. How do I explain to people I’m pregnant? How do I tell Mom and Dad it’s yours? We need to be more careful.” Her tone was more serious now. “One more push and you would have gone in me. As hot as the thought of that is we just can’t.” We kissed again. This was a discussion for another time. We both just had epic orgasms and now we had to hide the evidence. And boy was there evidence everywhere.

WARNING: The following story is intended for entertainment of mature adults 21 years of older. The characters and story-line are fictional. While the characters may not practice safe sex - YOU SHOULD! The story contains descriptions of sexual activity between consenting adults. If you are offended by sexual activity in general, wild sex, bondage and discipline, go no further! It is your choice from this point on. My Birthday Present part 1. Like every other morning I got up to an empty apartment. My Boyfriend leaves a few hours before me for work so he's gone when I get up. Here it was my 22nd birthday and he didn't even leave me a card the bum. Off to work I went in a bad mood, this was the first time he forgot my birthday. When I got to the office their was a large bouquet of roses at my desk and a card. "Guess he didn't forget after all". Before I could open the card my boss came over to tell me happy birthday and that I would get off early today so I could go have a good time with my Boyfriend over the weekend, what a nice gift that was. I opened the card and read the note: This Birthday will be a very special one for you and for me, Happy Birthday Honey. Love Mike ps. Go straight home from work, for your next gift. Finally it was noon, I left work and went straight home to find a second card on the kitchen table. This one was sitting between a drink mike had made me and two gift boxes. Open me first was written on the card, so I did. I read the card it said: Inside box 1 is a nice gift for you; box 2 will fulfill your darkest desires. You can have only one box the choice is yours. Once you decide you can't change your mind. Relax have this drink and think it over carefully before you choose. Love Mike My darkest desires, what could he be thinking I wondered. Both boxes were the same size so that didn't help. I have tons of fantasies but did Mike know how dark some of mine are I didn't think he would. I took the drink to the bedroom and sat down on the bed to think which box I would open. Mike and I had been playing Master/Slave the past few months, if I opened both boxes Mike would make me pay for not following his orders. So I better decide on one box. I had many fantasies; the only question was which one he had picked for me. I knew I would go through with it no matter what it was, once I opened the box. I could feel a warm glow in the pit of my stomach that moved down to my pussy, tonight would be fun. I finished the drink it made me feel a little sleepy so I laid down to think. Once I felt more awake I opened box number 2. Inside was another box with an envelope on top of it. I opened the envelope a note said, Now that you have gone this far there is no turning back. Take a hot bath, relax and get ready for a fun time. There is a video I know you'll like in the bedroom machine turn it on at four when its over open the box. I took the box to the bedroom put it on the bed and went into the bathroom. There I shaved my legs and my pussy, Mike always wanted it clean and smooth for him. I enjoyed the extra feeling it gave me with no hair to mat his hard body from mine. After a nice long bath, it was four o'clock and time to watch the video. Not surprising it was a XXX rated tape. Getting on the bed I watched as a young nude white woman sitting on a bed was playing with herself. She was pinching her nipples with one hand as she slid three fingers into her pussy. She fucked her pussy hard and fast till she climaxed. She then called out saying she was ready and three black men walked in to view. The girl opened her legs to show her wet and ready pussy. The first man got on the bed and told her to hop on his long hard dick. As she slid his dick into her pussy the second man grabbed her head and pulled her mouth down to his hot rod, she closed her lips around his dick as he began to fuck her face. This put her ass up and ready as the third man shoved his dick deep into her ass. The man using her mouth was the first to cum filling her mouth with hot loads of his juices; she continued to suck on him till he got hard again. He switched places with the man using her ass. Each man used her till they all had emptied a load of cum deep into each of her holes. She sucked each hard after they had cum and let them use her till they were to limp to use her any more. As the movie ended I climaxed, I had been playing with myself all during the movie. Maybe Mike did know something about my dark fantasies after all. I opened the box to see yet another note, this one read, now that the movie got you hot and wet you don't have time to get cleaned up. Wear only the items in this box and meet me at The Royal Arms Hotel; be there by 5:45pm. If I'm not there, check with the desk clerk use the name Miss D. Chambers. I dried my pussy as best I could and looked at my watch it was 5:20, I called a cab then pulled my outfit out of the box. A pair of black high heel shoes, black fishnet nylons, a black garter belt, a black knee length skirt, a white see-through blouse, and a fur wrap, nothing else to wear. I had less then a half hour to get there so I put on the outfit and checked myself out in the mirror. I saw a blue-eyed blonde with a nice body that looked like a hooker staring back at me. The skirt had only the top two buttons, this let it open just below my crotch, sitting down would expose my clean shaven pussy to the world, my breasts aren't huge but a nice size with large nipples which were pushing out against the see-through blouse. It left nothing to the imagination when it came to my tits, but it did make me feel very hot and sexy. Waiting for the cab I applied some makeup I did my eyes and mouth like normal I also darkened my nipples so they would show through easier. The cab arrived leaving me only ten minutes to get to the Hotel. During the ride to the hotel the driver kept staring in the read view mirror. As I sat with my legs spread open, giving him a great view of my pussy. By the time we arrived the driver had a big hard on and my pussy was still wet and ready. But it was his tuff luck; I didn't have the time to tip him with some action so he only got money and a free look. The Royal Arms Hotel is a top rated hotel, I was hoping they would let me in, looking like a streetwalker but they didn't seam to mind. The doorman got a great look as I got out of the cab. Then he looked at my pert nipples as the evening was cool and I had the fur wrap open. I saw a tent form in his pants also. I didn't see my Boyfriend so I went over to the desk clerk asking if he had any messages for Miss D. Chambers. He looked up from his seat and his eyes were level with my nipples, after he got around to closing his mouth and putting his eyes back in his head, he handed me a card. This one read: Right time wrong place, take a cab to the Hunter Hotel, the desk clerk excepts you before 6:15 don't be late. He has your special gift. All you have to do there is follow his directions to get it. Leaving the Royal Arms the same cab was still sitting out front so I got in. I told the driver to take me to the Hunter Hotel and off we went. He got on the freeway heading towards the Southside of town. I didn't know this area, as it was not the better part of the city. From the freeway he drove down some dark streets and turned into an ally, here he stopped. I asked are we there? And he replied no but this is a good place for a blowjob. I was about to tell him to go to hell when He said, Miss I know you're a hooker, the way your dressed you have to be. So I won't charge you for the ride in exchange for the blowjob. Looking at my watch it was only 6:00 I had fifteen minute before I had to be at the hunter so I got in the front seat with him. When I pulled down his zipper, his tool sprang out, fully erect and ready to go, I licked around the head before I sucked it inside my mouth. Inside my mouth I sucked him in deep letting my tongue licking all around the head and shaft. The driver stroked my hair as I slowly took him all the way down to his balls. He held my head pulling it up and pushing it down, building up a rhythm, as he fucked my face. I was really enjoying it, as it seemed so dirty and depraved in a cab in a dark ally. It actually aroused me enough that I reached down to run a finger against my clit. My body jerked as my finger slid inside me with ease I was so wet. I was so hot and wanted to cum I slide his dick out of my mouth and asked him to fuck me. "You slut," the man hissed as he thrust his dick against my lips. You keep sucking my cock, and suck it dry" that's what I want from you. I felt a shiver of excitement run down my body, as I liked being called a slut and told what to do. With my finger still playing inside me, I was getting ready to cum, when I heard the man groan and the first spurt of his spunk hit the back of my throat. He held my head in his hands and kept pumping my mouth. He exploded with a climax as I sucked him hard trying to get every drop of his hot juices swallowed. When he had run dry he released my head, I licked his shaft and his balls getting every drop I could find. As he zipped himself up he told me I was the best he ever had. I knew I was good at sucking, I enjoyed the taste of hot cum and all through high school I would gladly suck any guy that asked. After having so many dicks in my mouth I consisted myself an expert at sucking and really enjoyed doing it. I still wanted him to fuck me. My finger just didn't do it, fuck me please, I asked him. He told me to get in the back and off we went to the Hunter Hotel. He pulled up to a run down Hotel and told me goodbye. He pulled away in a hurry not wanting to stay in this part of town to long. I looked around, the Hotel was old and run down, on one side was a bar it was in worst shape then the hotel, the other side also had a bar. That one looked a little better then the Hotel. The whole neighborhood looked run down as I walked into the lobby and a chill ran down my back, this place looked worst inside then it did outside. It looked as if only vagrants and bums would stay here. It was a very low class hotel in the worst part of town but here I was standing in the lobby looking like a hooker. I checked my watch it was only 6:14, so I was on time. A large Black man was at the desk and I went over and asked if he had a message for Miss D. Chambers. Looking up I saw a sign that read rooms $100 per hour, per person. I almost laughed but looking at the big guy behind the desk stopped me. He looked very big, very black and very mean so I didn't dare laugh at his sign. He was looking at my nipples, which were still hard, and pushing to get out of my blouse from the blowjob I gave the cab driver. He looked me up and down, and then he said, nice body you show it off real well. Turn around I want to check out your ass. I just stared at him, not moving at all. He reached out and grabbed my nipples with his large hands and squeezed them hard and said, you're supposed to follow my directions, remember you Boyfriends note. When he released my now hurting nipples I followed his direction and slowly turned around showing him my ass. Your dress is wet what you been doing? He asked. Nothing I just tipped the cab driver that all. I replied Come around the desk I need to check you out some more. Willingly I complied with his order, He had a deep voice that was very commanding. I went around the desk and stood in front of him. His next command was for me to lift up my skirt and spread my legs. I pulled up my skirt and opening my legs showing him my bare wet pussy. He reached over and shoved a thick finger in my pussy. I was so wet it slid in with no effort at all. Feels like you fucked the cab driver! He said as he pressed a second finger inside me filling my pussy up completely. I told him I didn't fuck the driver only gave him a blowjob. He pulled his fingers out and snuffed them, smells like your telling the truth, he licked them, you taste good, you listen good, you'll do OK here as long as you keep doing as your told. I'm Todd and in case you didn't know this is a whorehouse and you're about to become one of my whores. My ladies get to keep their tips plus a percent of what I charge the customers for using them. Your Boyfriend said you liked sex so much you give it away, so I'll keep your percent you can still kept your tips. He again reached out and grabbed my nipples; squeezing them even harder then the first time, before he released my nipples he twisted them hard sending a hot jolt through my body, I almost came on the spot. I have some simple rules for my girls, Treat every customer as if he's the best, do what ever they ask with a smile, and make sure they enjoy themselves. You have room number eight, second floor at the end of the hall. Your boyfriend will pick you up first thing in the morning. The room wasn't as bad as I expected, it was clean, well lit with two lamps and lots of mirrors. Mirrors on the walls and ceiling, it didn't matter were I was I could see myself in at least three mirrors. There were no windows and no wall switch to turn off the lights. For furniture it had a chair, a small nightstand, a dresser and a big bed. There was a small bathroom with a shower and a large variety of douches, soap, towels and mouthwash. The bathroom had a door the room didn't. I sat on the bed waiting for Todd, I desperately wanted to be fucked; my pussy was wet and hot. Between the cab drivers blowjob and Todd's fingers I was burning up and ready to get laid. Todd walked into my room, give me your wrap, blouse and skirt you won't need them anymore tonight. Also give me all your jewelry I'll keep it locked in the safe downstairs for you. Once done all I could do was stand there in my garter belt black nylons and my black high heels. You look real good, now sit on the bed facing the doorway and keep your legs open you don't want to spoil the view. I did as he said, sitting on the bed I spread my legs and saw a large bulge appear in his pants. I hadn't realized how big he was. He filled the whole doorway. His 6'4 frame made me at 5'8 feel very small. He also looked very black in this lighting. I was staring at his crouch, as I licked my lips and ask aren't you going to sample the merchandise? He laughed and came over to the bed he ran his hand up my leg, when he reached my pussy it was wet and ready to go. His finger slide inside me with no trouble, then a second finger joined the first. He slowly fingered me bring me up to a point were I was ready to explode then he stopped. Withdrawn his finger making me feel very empty, He said, that tight little pussy of yours isn't ready for me yet. You couldn't take all of me, I'll wait till its good and used then I'll fill you like nobody ever has. I thought he was just bragging about his size, so I called him on it. With that he undid his pants and pulled them down to expose his massive tool. It was the largest thickest and blackest cock I had ever seen in my life. It was incredible not only in size and thickness but the head looked like a doorknob. Hanging at its base were two huge hairless balls the size of tennis balls. I reached out to touch it and slowly begin to gently stroke it. To my disbelief it started to raise and thicken I realized it would actually be bigger once it got hard. My rubbing caused it to spring to life as it lifted like a massive missile at attention. It was nearly twelve inches long and as thick as my wrist; the doorknob head was deep purple and looked deadly. Standing at attention it begged to be used, but Todd pulled up his pants saying you're not ready, yet. Once I start I go till he goes soft, that can be a long time, you're here to please the customers not me. Besides once I use you it will take you sometime to get back to normal size. That would be bad for business. Speaking of business, you should get busy pretty soon. I sent old Jess off to tell all his friends about you. There are a lot of guys at the local bar that want a white slut, and old Jess knows them all. One thing they what more then just a white slut is a white slut that loves black cock, know what I mean? Todd looked at my box and told me I had a nice pussy but most guys wanted a nice tight pussy. They want a tight virgin pussy the tighter the better. Do you want to please them? He asked. Yes I want each one to think they are screwing a virgin, I replied. There is some special powder that will help you keep a tight pussy. I'll go get it and with that remark he left the room. Todd returned holding a wine bottle filled with white powder. You put this in your pussy and it will stay dry and tight, He told me. Will you put it in for me I asked? He had me spread my legs then he put two fingers into my pussy to open it. He pushed the whole neck of the bottle into me then tilted it up and hit the bottom like you would a ketchup bottle. Pulling it out till only the tip was still in he hit it again. Removing the bottle I could see that about a fourth of the powder was gone from the bottle. There that will keep you nice and dry and tight for about 10 to 12 guys, He said then he left the room. My pussy has always been wet and ready but now it felt dry. I reached down and felt my pussy it was dry and when I pushed a finger in it felt very tight. I don't know what the powder was but I felt the need to be fucked even more now then before. My pussy was burning up with need. I heard a noise and looked up to see a large man at the doorway. He was staring at my pussy. I asked him if he saw anything he liked. With lust in his eyes he replied Yea, I want to fill that wet hole of yours with my big black cock. He dropped his pants and got on the bed, positioning over me he rammed his dick deep in me in one quick move. I could tell he was smaller then my Boyfriend but I wasn't wet enough for him to slide in with no trouble and felt some pain my tight pussy was being filled. He pushed down harder to ensure he was at his max depth before starting to really fuck me. His style was to pull nearly out then ram as hard as he could back in me. His balls banged into me with each fast thrust. He fucked me with no hesitation driving in deep each time as far and as hard as he could, I gasped with pleasure it felt great finally getting fucked. He rode me like a pro and lasted longer then I expected but soon I could feel pressure building up as he increased his speed. Then with one mighty thrust he came with tremendous force filling me with his hot sticky cum. I wanted to explode with an orgasm but couldn't. When he got up to put his pants on he turned to me with a big smirk and said "Your hot I've not had better in a long time" He gave me a tip and walked out of the room. I had my eyes closed when I heard someone walk in the room. Looking up I saw my next customer I opened my legs even more then they were and said I'm here to give you pleasure please fill this pussy with your big hard tool. Pump your hot cum deep into this little white pussy. He looked at me with a big smile and said sure I'll fill that pussy of yours. He dropped his shorts to show me his rock hard dick standing at attention. It was nice looking and a good size. A thrill ran through me as I saw his cock, Oh it's so big and my pussy is so small and tight Please be gentle with me, I moaned and opened my legs hoping his guy would give me my badly needed orgasm. He didn't waste any time getting on me, he pushed the head passed my open lips, I was so dry that it hurt as he forced his way deep inside me. I moaned out "oh it's so big and so hard" Please fuck me with that big tool make me take it all, bury it deep inside me, fill my womb with your hot cum. He did, as he slammed in and out of my dry pussy, harder each time. The powder was keeping me dry and tight. Each time he slammed in I felt a short burst of pain. I felt like a true virgin being fucked for the first time. After a long time he stopped and said he wanted to watch his dick slide into my nice white pussy. Get on top and ride it while I watch, he ordered. I sat over him and guided him to my open pussy. My pussy lips stayed open but for the first time in a long time it wasn't wet from being fucked. Once the head had found my open lips I released it so he could watch as I lowered myself down on to him. He pushed up as I came down sending him as deep in me as possible. Now ride it make it go as deep as you can he told me. I started moving up and down slowly being sure I hit bottom each time. I asked him if this was how he wanted me to do it. No I want you to do it hard and fast make me come deep inside. I picked up my tempo moving faster each time till the bed was bouncing for all it was worth. Each time I came down he push up forcing his cock in as deep as possible. I could feel a climax building but for some reason it just never reached a peak. I felt him stiffen and slammed down even harder as he began to fill my womb with his hot cum. I used my pussy muscles to milk his dick as he sprayed inside me. I wanted him to keep going so I could reach my climax but that didn't happen. He was done and lifted me off him not a drop of his cum came out of my pussy as he slid out. The look on his face told me he had had a great time using me. On his way out he gave me a wad of money for my tip. My next customer was in the hall waiting and walked in as soon as I was alone. He dropped his pants to show to a half erect penis. Let me suck on that fine looking cock of yours, I can make it hard for you, I told him. My request to suck him brought a big smile to his face as he told me sure, go ahead and suck it. I smiled back at him and said when it gets hard will you Please fuck me I want it deep in my pussy. He nodded and I went down on him. I loved the taste of pre-cum and sucked him in deep. I played with his balls as I suck hard on his cock. He started to harden and expand every quickly. He almost came right there in my mouth but I squeezed the head of his tool to stop him, it worked with my Boyfriend and also worked with him, he stayed hard and didn't shoot his load. Looking up over his stomach I asked if he wanted to fuck me now. He was ready and I got on the bed with my legs wide open for him. He pushed a finger into my pussy as far as he could. Nice and tight, it's going to be fun fucking you he said. I wanted him inside me so bad, my body and mind still needed to complete that orgasm that the last guy started but didn't complete. Take me take me now, I cried With out another word he got on top and rammed his cock into my pussy. Pain shot from my pussy and came out my mouth as a loud scream. I had expected some pain but was surprised at my reaction. As soon as he went in my orgasm sprung back and began to build up again. The sensation of his hard cock deep inside me was very pleasurable as he started to pump in and out of me. Small waves of pain followed each stroke. He reached up and grabbed my nipples, pulling them hard each time he rammed forward. He speeded up his movements pounding my pussy harder each time while twisting and yanking on my nipples. This sent lighting bolts of pain through my body. He lasted a long time before he shot his hot load into me. The pain he inflected on my nipples and pussy had made me want to cum so badly but it didn't happen. He shot off three times before he finished filling me. When he pulled out I was wasted but craved for more, I needed to climax. He rolled off me and I smiled up at him and asked if he enjoyed it. The look on his face and the money he gave me told me he had had a great time using me. I decided the powder was not only keeping me tight but also keeping me from climaxing. Todd had said it would work for 10 to 12 guy so I needed more men before I could finally reach my climax. Two men were at the doorway both big men both ready to use me from the looks of the big bulges in their pants. With no door for the room I realized everyone in the hall could watch me perform, as I guess these two just had. Hope your ass is as nice as that pussy one of them said as they walked in. I like a nice tight ass, but my friend likes a nice pussy. We want you at the same time OK? "Yes, I'd love to have your cock up my ass and your friends in my pussy, I want you to fill me with your hard cocks" I replied. This was incredible this place had brought me to a level of excitement and lust that I could only have imagined. I would actually beg these two to fuck me, I wanted that elusive climax I wanted them to fuck me. They pulled their dicks out and when I told them how big and nice their cocks looked I wasn't joking. Both of them had big dicks, big, hard, fat dicks. As bad as I wanted them my pussy wasn't wet and ready, but my mind was. These guys were pretty big one hopped on the bed with his large cock sticking straight up like a flagpole, Hop on he said. I did as he said and got on top of him, sitting over his raised pole, he put two finger from each hands inside my pussy and pulled it open wide. I slowly lower myself on to the head of his cock; once the head was inside my lips he removed his fingers. Slid down all the way I want it buried till it can't go no more, he told me. Slowly I let it enter me as his friend got behind me. His friend in one quick move pushed me down with all his might. The large cock shot into me as deep as it could go, I let out a cry, from the pain and the shock of being so quickly impaled by his tool. Both men laughed thinking it was fun to cause me cry out. God you're so big you filled me more then anyone else ever has I told him. This was not true but he sure liked it. The one behind me pushed my head down so he could get to my ass and use it while his friend was inside my pussy. Both at once would fill me of that I was sure. I felt the big head pressing against my anus and knew he wouldn't be gentle with me. He forced the big head inside me then as my ass accepted the head he rammed it in to the hilt. I cried out again from pain, you're both so big it feels like giants are fucking me I cried. They enjoyed thinking that they were really big and giving me more pain then I ever had before, so I played along. The one behind me held my hips and controlled my speed and the force that sent each one deep inside at the same time. Each time he slammed me down both cocks shot deep inside me. I would cry or moan out loud giving them the fun of thinking how bad it hurt me. The pain wasn't as strong as the pleasure this was giving me. I enjoyed having both my ass and pussy filled at the same time, all that was missing was having a nice hard cock in my mouth. Maybe they had one more friend that would come back with them. The feelings were so intense I wanted more but I begged and pleaded for them to stop hoping they wouldn't. They laughed and said they were going to fill me with buckets of cum. They lasted for about ten minutes before I felt them getting ready to finish. Longer then I thought they would but shorter then I needed them to, that damm climax still wouldn't come. The pounding my pussy and ass was taking was sending wave after wave of pleasure through me. But my climax was just staying out of reach; I never wanted to climax so bad but just couldn't get there. The guy pounding my pussy was the first to let lose "I'm Cumming", he yelled. "I'm going to fill your fucking pussy with cum". With help from his friend he rammed his cock deep into me and erupted with spurt after spurt of thick creamy cum. He kept his word as he filled my pussy with loads of hot sperm until his balls were totally empty. Just as he ended his friend's cock exploded in my ass with a solid load of cum deep inside me. I milked the cock in my pussy till I had the last of his hot cream inside me. The one in my ass pulled out and I rolled over on to my back, seeing myself in the ceil mirror, I looked, wasted, but still sexy and very eager to be fucked some more. Both men began to get dressed I moaned and told them how great they were. You two filled me with so much cum I can even taste it I told them. This got me a big tip as they left with smiles a mile wide. Lying there I could feel cum leaking out of my ass, but none from my pussy. I got up to get cleaned up after they left and cum poured out my ass but still not a drop came out of my pussy. I wanted a quick shower and to use a douches before my next customer. I was stopped before I reached the bathroom, as a man walked into the room. I went back to the bed laid down with my legs wide apart and began to beg him to come and take me, Fuck me, I'm yours. My pussy was aching for another hard cock in it, The more my climax was holding off the more I wanted to be fucked. Slowly he walked over to me, looked down on me and removed his pants. His cock was standing up hard and proud. It was big, well bigger then the old man that was here earlier. Smaller then either of the two rough necks I had last. It was a good size, and pretty thick, and like the others hard as a rock. He didn't waste a lot of time, climbing on me his cock found my pussy with ease. He pushed the head in slowly, inch-by-inch he pushed his pole into me, bringing cries of "yes, yes" with each inch. Once he was in he paused. I looked up in the mirror and saw he black butt raise as he pulled out, he gave me a moment then pushed back in. I cried out how good he felt inside me Please fuck me, fuck me, I want you. He used my body, pulling out slowly then gliding back inside me, he kept up a slow even rhythm. Using this slow method he lasted a very long time and certainly he got more pleasure then I did. I enjoyed it when someone was ramming me hard not this easy in and out stuff. It didn't feel bad but it didn't help me reach that peak I wanted. He started to stiffen but didn't change his pace even now. "I'm ready to cum", he said. "I'm going to pull out and fill your mouth with my cum". He did as he said and pulled out before he came I opened my mouth and let him squirt his cream into my mouth. Like his fucking he came slowly and not very much. I thanked him as he gave my a small tip. Todd came in and told me I was doing very good. All the men liked me, if I wanted a job I could work weekends here for him. Thanks I said, would I get to climax before the night is over I asked. Sure and when you do it's going to be the best you ever had, and it will be with me. I'm going to be your last customer. It seamed like he hadn't gotten out the doorway before a tall man walked in, he was so tall he had to bend over to get in the doorway. He was tall but also very thin. Basketball player I guessed. He had a small lump in his pants as I asked him to use me. He told me to get up turn around and put my hands on the bed. As soon as I was in that position he was behind me, rubbing her cock in the folds of my pussy. I was so hot I wanted him inside me; I clamped down on his pencil thin dick and let him pump me for all he was worth. I moaned as if it felt wonderful and he pumped faster. I did feel his hot sperm shot in me but the whole thing was over to quick. Sounded like you liked it he said, it was wonderful, I told him. He gave me a tip before leaving. Passing my next customer in the hall. My next two customers simply walked in fucked me as I lay in bed and left. Both had been just a quick Wham Bam thank you deals. Each had added they're cum to what was still inside me, not a drop had leaked out. They left with a smile and both left a tip. Looking up from the bed I saw three young men walk in the room. Can I service you fine young men I asked. Sure baby its time for you to ride my bone. Said the oldest of the three. He pulled his hard cock out and was stroking it as he walked over to me. Oh yes sir what ever you want I'm happy to give you. I laid down for him but he said, not like that, you get to ride it like I said. Get up your on top for now. I got up he dropped his pants and laid on the bed, waiting for me to get on him. As I forced my pussy down on his hard tool I felt a rubbing dick against my ass. He didn't waste any time, thrusting into me. The third guy stuck his in my face and told me to suck it. I looked up at him then the cock, which was uncircumcised, and I opened my mouth for him. Between the dick in my cunt the one in my ass and the one in my mouth I did feel full. I was rocking back and forth moving one cock in and out of my pussy while the other one was smoothly moving in and out of my ass. I was sucking the youngest and we reached a rhythm all of us were enjoying. Being young guys they do tend to cum quickly but they do have large loads to delivery when they cum. I drank down the hot load that filled my mouth. I could tell his friends had gotten close to unloading into me. Both had gotten harder and exploded together filling my womb and ass with more hot sperm. I hadn't reached that climax and really wanted one more and more each time I was fucked. I asked them if I could suck them some more and told them if I could get them hard again we could do it all over again. All three thought that was a great idea. Taking them in turn I sucked each one for a few minutes then swapped, while I suck one I gave the other two hand jobs to get them up. Youth is wonderful all three got hard again in a short time. We got in the same positions and started all over again. This time the two using pussy and ass came before the one I was sucking. I asked him if he wanted to finish off by using my pussy I wanted that damm climax. He beamed with joy and had me hop on him. He lasted a good three minutes before he was adding his sperm to the stuff still in my pussy. Now their dick's hung limp and dead. I thanked them for filling me with their nice hot juices as they turned to leave again money went into the tip box. After the kids left I could feel all the hot sperm in my womb. I rubbed my tummy and it felt full of nice hot juice. A big black man walked in my pussy was getting hot and both my nipples got hard. He laughed as he walked over to me, he grabbed both my nipples twisted super hard and forced me on my back. He released them when his hard pole pushed into me, it was big and it hurt as he forced it in till his balls slapped my butt. Ramming me with a hard fast motion he fucked me for about twenty minutes before I felt his rod stiffen some more. Just before he was ready to shot his load he grabbed my nipples in a vise tight grip twisting and pulling them harder then before. The more he twisted and pulled the more I bucked. This forced him as deep inside as he could possible get before he came. My body wanted even more, I felt pain, pleasure and the heat of a great climax building in me. When he came he emptied buckets of sperm into me, my nipples stayed hard as rocks when he released them. When he pulled out he told me I was ready for Todd. Todd was standing there his cock looked bigger then it did before, Oh how badly I wanted it. I opened my legs as wide as possibly as he walked over to the bed. Please, Please, make me climax I cried. Then I heard Mike call me. Wake up sweetie, its time to wake up now he was saying. I opened my eyes and saw Mike and another man standing over me. I looked around. I was on my bed in my own bedroom still in my work clothes. I was also sitting in a pool of my own cum. I looked at Mike and asked what was going on. Here's what he told me. He wanted me to enjoy my birthday by giving me my darkest fantasy but didn't know what it was. He had put a drug in my drink and he and Al were hiding in the den when I got home. Once I passed out Al hypnotized me. Then all that Al did was make me believe that I was really living out my very own fantasy. They didn't make any suggestions on what was coming or what I should be doing they let my mind run the whole show. Looking at them I asked, you mean there wasn't any movie, cab ride, hotel or Todd? I didn't work as a whore? No you've been right here on the bed all this time, it was only in your mind. Al promised it would feel real and you would remember all of it when you woke up, hope you liked your birthday present. I told Mike he and Al had given me a great present. I pulled my skirt up and opened my legs wide, now lets all enjoy it I said. I spent the next half hour letting Al and Mike fill me any way they wanted and both of them made me climax twice each. It was a great birthday. As Al was leaving I asked for his card just in case I ever wanted to be hypnotized again. He was more then happy to give it to me. After he was gone Mike said we had the whole weekend to celebrate my birthday what would I like to do? Do you think they have a whorehouse over on the Southside of town I asked him?

My name is Larissa and my dad is an asshole. I'm 18, born and raised in Fort Lauderdale Florida. Today is Sunday and my friend Linda and I take our bikes down to Hollywood Beach to ride on the broadwalk. At Margaritaville I see my dad and his receptionist having cocktails at the pool bar. He is supposed to be playing golf with his asshole buddies like he always does on Sunday. A bit of explanation. Apparently my mom and dad were really popular in high school and college. My dad got a degree in accounting, then his CPA license and opened up his own office. My mom graduated with an English degree, passed the bar and works part time as an immigration attorney. My mom's parents are from Colombia and her ability to speak Spanish and English means that she has no shortage of clients in South Florida. Back to my Dad. His accounting practice is very successful due to all his college buddies using him for their accounting, plus his cheap labor. He hires freshly graduating accounting students and pays them almost nothing because in the accounting business you need to have some experience. He shows them what to do and then just checks it over before sending it out and billing the client. He lords over them at his office like he does to us at home. He thinks that his responsibility is to be the provider, put a roof over our head and pay the bills. However my mom makes just as much as he does but he doesn't get it. He goes to happy hour after work with who knows who and wants dinner on the table at 8 O'clock. After dinner he goes to the theatre room and watches TV until he goes to bed. The next day he gets up, goes to the gym, to breakfast and then to work. He is gone from 6 am until 8 pm every day. Saturdays he usually goes fishing with his buddy who has a large sport-fishing boat and Sunday, like I said, it's always golfing. I think he married my mom because she is Hispanic and he figured that she would cook and clean and be a humble little wifey. The fact that she is smart and capable was a plus to him but his machismo led him to believe that he could do, as the man of the house, whatever he wants. Well he is dead wrong on that account. I have had several conversations with my mom and she is really angry and unhappy with their marriage. His lack of interest in her and everything else is not something that she ever thought would happen. They go out a couple times a month on Saturday night, usually to a concert or some other event and dinner, and out to dinner a couple times a week but that's the extent of their relationship. My mom is a very loving person and needs way more support and intimacy than she is getting from my dad. I asked her if she has spoken to him about it but he is unresponsive. I have a younger brother, Jason, and my mom won't break up the family worried what that would do to him. We have a great life on the outside. We live in Rio Vista on the water that leads to Port Everglades and the Atlantic ocean. Right across the little bridge is Las Olas with restaurants and shops and pretty much anything you could want. I'm studying at Broward College, taking Pre-Law classes because I want to be a lawyer like my mom. She has taught me Spanish, it's all we speak at home to make sure that I am fluent. My dad doesn't like it but tunes us out anyway so what the fuck. The funny thing is that while I inherited my curvy figure from my mom, my hair is blonde like the rest of my dad's Nordic family. I have a boyfriend. His name is Jonathan but everyone calls him Jake. He is totally cool. Tall, slender muscular, smart and blond like me, he is a real looker. He dresses well and a suit just makes him look like a movie star but he doesn't care. He loves to surf and is studying marine biology. Money doesn't interest him, it's all about happiness. He doesn't want a work/life dilemma to balance. He says that if you do what you love, you will never have to work a day in your life. I love that about him. Plus, is chiseled good looks, cleft chin, washboard abs and a nine inch dick help too. So I see my dad and Marta sharing a bottle of wine on the beach Sunday afternoon and just don't get it. Marta is Cuban and looks pretty much like my mom, only 20 years younger. WTF? My mom is a total fox, why would you have to cheat? You have a smart, gorgeous, sexy woman who loves you waiting at home and you have to cheat with your employee? I pull my bike over where he cant see me and hand Linda my cell phone to take some pictures just in case I need to convince anyone about what I saw. When Linda hands me the phone back I check the pictures and one is perfect. My dad and Marta are an inch away from kissing and her nipples are poking our from her shirt in an obvious state of arousal. My dad has lust in his eyes. I suppose that they have a room at the hotel to fuck in. I'm pretty pissed off and Linda can tell so we continue riding south to the end where the broad-walk veers away from the beach and she suggests that we go for a swim. We lock up the bikes, go down to the water, strip off our shorts and tee shirts down to our swimsuits and walk to the water. I know everyone thinks that because I am latina that I'm supposed to wear a skimpy thong bikini and show off my tits and ass but I don't want to. Firstly, I don't think the sun is good for my skin and secondly my body is so friggin ripe that people just stare. Not just the guys, even the women watch me. I wore a fairly modest two piece to swim in the pool at Linda's country club and she told me that it wasn't appropriate. It's not me or the suit, just the two of us together. She was worried that all the teen age boys would have to run someplace to masturbate. So today I have the cutest swimsuit that I ordered from Venus online. It's a bohemian one piece and although it gives me some cover you will never mistake me for a boy. Linda is wearing the hottest two piece. She has an acquaintance that makes them custom for her. This one is emerald green and the part that connects the front and back together is a gold chain on her hips and the top has the same accent holding the two front triangles together. She is blond also but her figure is lean and athletic so she can afford to show it off a bit without going over the edge. I get out the Neutrogena Beach Defense sunscreen lotion and begin to rub it on Linda. This lotion is the best. It is expensive but worth it. I start with her neck and shoulders then her back. I do the back of her legs and she turns to face me. I start on the front of her shoulders and she puts her hands out for me to squirt some for her. I sigh. I know she is a little horn doggy and give in. Soon we are face to face rubbing lotion on each other. She does it because she loves to be an exhibitionist and because she is proud to have a hot girlfriend. As she rubs the lotion on my neck, she pulls me forward and I know a kiss is inevitable. I want it too, but because she is always so horny I like to fake reluctance just to make her want it more. She presses her lips to mine and starts to slide her huge tongue into my mouth. I have a pretty large tongue but hers is enormous. I have a couple pictures on my phone of her tongue where she is sticking it out and you just can't believe how big it is. I suck on it and get wet immediately. It turns me on that much. I push her off of me and after we get finished slathering each other up we go into the water. We doggy paddle with our heads out of the water and get to the sandbar maybe twenty five yards offshore. There aren't many people at the south end of Hollywood beach. With no shops or lifeguards most people are farther north. It is a perfect day. The crystal clear water is refreshing without being chilly, and the waves are just a small swell. I dive under water and skim along the white sand bottom. I come up and Linda follows me. We get back to chest deep water and she comes up to me from behind and wraps her arms and legs around me. She starts squeezing my 36C boobs and I don't stop her. I know that she would love to kiss my neck but for the sunscreen. My nipples get aroused and she pinches them and rolls them between her thumb and forefinger. She licks my ear lobe and while tweaking my left nipple with her left hand manages to slide her right hand under my swimsuit and onto my pussy. She is such a little sneak. I don't know how she does it but I love it anyway. She takes her forefinger and middle finger and placing one on each side of the little hood covering my clit begins to stroke me gently up and down. Damn, this girl knows how to seduce me. It's hard to get wet in the salt water of the ocean but I do it anyway. As I get aroused, Linda slips her middle finger into my eager pussy and begins to finger fuck me right there, in the water at a public beach. She knows that once I get like this I am powerless to resist her and she always takes advantage of me in this condition. She pinches my left nipple, which has grown to about an inch long and a quarter of an inch in diameter. She slides two fingers into me and I know that an orgasm is impending. I reach behind me and grab her pussy with my hand and before I can finger her also the first waves of my orgasm start. I turn my head around and our lips come together. That sends me over the edge. I start to shake and the power of my orgasm takes over. I start to come down from the rush and continue to kiss her. I mutter into her mouth, “I love you:. After a minute to allow me to recover, she turns me around to face me and starts kissing me again. She wraps her legs around my waist and I reach down to fondle her pussy. Linda slips off her bikini bottom arches her back to allow me better access. I put my thigh between her legs and she starts to hump it but I remember that we have sunscreen on and don't want it to hurt her pussy, so I put my hand back down there and not so gently squeeze her entire pubic mound. She knows that I am teasing her and whispers in my ear, “One day I'm going to fucking kill you, you fucking bitch!” With that being said I slide my middle finger into her waiting pussy. She gasps and I start rubbing her clit with my thumb. Once I have her where I want her I try to stick a finger on my other hand into her tight little pink asshole but without any lube I can't do it. So I just caress her asshole instead while I finger fuck her with my other hand. I know that she is getting close and I know what it takes to push her over the edge. Start fucking her mouth with my tongue like a guy would do with a dick. I feel her clench around my fingers and she actually starts crying on my shoulder as her orgasm wracks her body. I hold her and when she is finished I lick the tears from her cheeks. She doesn't tell me that she loves me but I know that she does. We get out of the ocean and we are too spent to continue so we sit just above where the waves lap upon the sand and rest. A hot middle aged couple walk by, I'm guessing like 50, and the guys is staring at us with obvious interest and his wife? doesn't seem to mind. They stop and he asks, “How is the water?” Since it is afternoon the sun is behind us and I get a good look at the couple. He is in pretty good shape and I figure him for a tennis player. He is tall, but not to tall, muscular, but slender and has an open honest face. His wife is a trophy. A gym bod for sure, natural curves and just an elegant beautiful woman. “Amazing!” I tell them. “Perfect, you should go in.” The lady says, “Good idea.” and lifts off her white lace cover-up and displays an amazing body. He takes off his tee shirt, hat and sunglasses and displays his flat tummy. “We saw you swimming. Would you like to go in again?” It then dawned on me that they know what Linda and I had been up to and were wanting us to join them for a little sandbar fun too. Linda interjects, “Maybe another time, but we really need to get going.” He introduces himself, “I'm Mike and this is my wife Camille. Pleased to meet you. We live right over there and if you are here next weekend I would like to invite you to use our pool. What do you say?” Camille says, “ Oh yes, if you want to stop by, we would love to get to know you.” I get out my phone, “give me your number.” Camille does and I dial her number. I tell her that when she sees my call to add it to her contacts and that my name is Larissa and my friend is Linda. They go into the water and we watch as they swim for a minute and soon Camille is straddling Mike facing me and it's obvious that they are fucking. She makes a display of it licking her lips and enjoying herself. “Oh My God!”, Linda exclaims, “He is boning her!” It's time for us to leave so we blow kisses at Camille and make no effort to disguise the fact that we know she and Mike are fucking. We ride our bikes back to the Sheridan Street parking lot to Linda's truck. She has a Toyota 4-runner four wheel drive with big tires and a trailer hitch mount on back for the bike rack. It is a bad ass truck. It gets terrible gas mileage and the ride is hard but it is so fucking cool. She takes me home and there is a note that my mom and brother are clothes shopping at the mall and will be home later. With my dad banging his mistress we have the house to ourselves. We sprint to my wing. I have the second master bedroom with an on-suite bath and french doors leading to a private patio area. We strip, get into the shower and start soaping each other up. I kiss her and plunge my tongue into her mouth as far as I can and she eagerly sucks it hard. We rinse off and I have her sit on the vanity stool so that I can brush and blow dry her hair. I have adopted my submissive mode and she knows it. When I am done she gives me a thank you kiss and leaves the bathroom. I blow dry my hair and when I go into the bedroom she has already donned her leather daddy outfit. A series of leather straps surround her body and she has the fetish fantasy double delight already strapped on. It is a vibrating double ender that is in her and the other end for her to fuck me with. On the bed is the outfit that she has chosen for me. Stockings, garter belt, crotchless panties and a sheer bra. As I slide the black stockings on she watches me while lubing up the purple dildo-cock sticking out from her leather harness. I know what is in store for me and I shudder with anticipation. She dangles the last item for me to wear. A pair of black high heel shoes with ankle straps. As I bend down to put them on she shoves me to the Berber carpet. I turn sideways to continue putting on my slut shoes as she goes into my closet and finds the final item, a black leather riding crop. I know the drill. Without saying a word she waves the crop indicating that she wants me to get in front of the full length mirror and present myself to her. I do so biting my lower lip. I don't know how hard it will be this time. I feel my pussy swelling with fear and anticipation. My big nipples are so hard that they are sore. “Bend over and grab your ankles.” I do and the first strike of the crop lashes across my ass. She gives me 6 more, our routine, seven the lucky number. “The panties” She orders. I take too long and in her impatience I feel her rip them down to my thighs and the head of the dildo-cock pressing against my swollen pussy lips. “I'm not going to fuck you, bitch. You are going to fuck me. Do you understand that?” “Yes, Madam” I gasp. “What do you want?” “To fuck you” “Then do it, bitch” I shove back and after some resistance the dildo-cock slides into my pussy. Linda doesn't move. She expects me to impale myself on her fake dick, so I do. I hump against it and the vibrator is hitting me right in the best spot when she sticks her finger in my ass and grabs my hair and pulls it hard. I push back onto her strap on and bury it into my pussy and as I do I feel her grab my waist and press against me tight and I know that she is going to cum at the same time as me. I hold off as best as I can until I feel her shudder and say, “Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck, I'm Coming. Oh Fuck Oh Fuck Oh fuck.” I'm cumming too and she pitches forward pinning me face down on the bed and resting on top of me. We don't stir for a long couple of minutes and then she gently slides the big purple dildo-cock out of my and cuddles me from behind. “You are the best fuck that I've ever had”, she tells me. I don't say anything because I don't want this to ever end. She unstraps the double ender and eases it out of her pussy and tosses it the the end of the bed. The sheets are wet with lube, pussy juice and saliva and the room smells like it just hosted an orgy. I turn over, grab her by the neck and kiss her fiercely. I'm pushing my tongue into her mouth as deep as I can when I hear my bedroom door open. Jason is standing in the door with his mouth wide open. I look around and realize how bad this looks. I'm in lingerie, Linda is in leather and there is a monster double ended vibrator dildo on the bed. I have to give him credit, he says “I didn't know anyone was home. I just came in to borrow a phone charger. I'm sorry. ” He backs out and closes the door.

I've always had a pretty perverted mind, but after my divorce, I started to really experiment. I was 32 when I started to go to adult movie theaters and play with the other guys there. Learned to suck cock and swallow cum. I bought an anal cleaning device and some dildos and started experimenting with anal play and really enjoyed it. Eventually I bought some bigger dildos and stretched my ass a little at a time. I even started letting the guys at the adult theaters fuck me in my ass and cum inside of me. It feels so amazing. I just love it. I had heard of a club down town that was for men only and a nudist place. I had to check it out. I was so aroused at the thought of what might happen there. I went to the front desk and payed for a "video room" and was given directions how to get to it. I had to walk down a little hallway and go up some stairs where there was a series of hall ways lined with "bedrooms." The rooms were very small. Just a single size mattress on a built in frame and enough room to take your clothing off and a TV mounted to the wall above the mattress. The TV had a few channels playing different porn videos. I stripped off my clothing and hung it on the hook on the wall and grabbed my towel. As I wrapped it around my waist, I thought how useless it would be to wear it. My cock was rock hard and sticking straight out. So I just carried the towel in my hand and went to check out the place. There was a sauna and a steam room and a whirlpool all down stairs. Upstairs along with the rooms, there was what they call a maze. Several walls to accommodate many dark corners. Some stalls similar to public bathroom stalls, but these had holes drilled into the walls. There was a corner that has a leather upholstered "mattress" big enough to lay on, and a leather sex swing in the corners. One section had some walls about 7 feet tall with holes drilled in them and surrounded on three sides by a higher walk way with the matching holes about waist level. Also there was a little video area playing the same porn videos as in the rooms, but this had two levels of stadium seating benches. Of course there were many men there of all ages. Some wearing their towels, some not. One older gentleman was watching the videos and stroking his cock. I made sure he saw me and slowly reached to touch him. As soon as I caressed his balls, he shot his load all over me. He wiped it off very nicely with his towel. This really got me going. I continued to explore the area. Many guys made sure to "brush" against my hard cock as we passed in the close spaces. I walked up to the walk way around the 7 foot tall walls and just stood there watching over the top of the walls as several men sucked on the cocks sticking through the waist high holes. Then I felt a mouth on my own cock. I let him suck for a bit, but I was not ready to cum yet. After exploring the entire place, I went back to my room and left the door open as I lay on the mattress on my back looking up at the TV. An older man walked up and peaked in. Giving him a bit of a nod, I motioned him in. He didn't have a towel on either and had a very nice, juicy looking cock with a big mushroom knob. I took his cock in my hand as we both watched the TV. Then I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock. Sucking and licking at the same time, I could tell he liked it. The man reached down between my legs to find my butt plug. Slowly he started to fuck me with it. After a minute or two, I reached down and bulled the plug out. I reached over to the table next to the bed where I had a big bottle of lube. After lubing him up, I guided his big fat knob to my ass. He pinned my legs back so my knees were against my shoulders as he slowly fucked my ass. Another man walking by stopped to watch, but I motioned him closer so I could stroke his cock too. As I lay there getting fucked and stroking another mans cock, the second man started to stroke my cock. As I looked at him closer, I could tell he was much younger. Completely smooth and hard as steel. Not the biggest cock I've seen. In fact, the one that was fucking me was much bigger. And I might ad, felt amazing too. The man fucking my ass was pistoning himself much faster now. I could feel his balls slapping hard against me. I let go of the cock in my hand and reached up for the man that was fucking me. I took one of his nipples in my fingers and gently played with it. This drove him over the edge as he shot a huge load of cum into my ass. It was running out of me even before he was finished shooting. I could feel his cock throbbing as it shot. It was so warm and wonderful. Finally he pulled out and I could feel his load running out of me. The second man sort of motioned like he was asking permission. "Of course. No need to ask," I told him. He had me get on the edge of the be face down this time. He slid right in all the way to his balls and started to fuck me right away. We changed positions a few times, but he lasted probably twenty minutes or so fucking me hard the entire time. Finally, with me on my back again, he ramed me hard and once again I felt a cock throbbing and shooting hard in my ass. I wish there were words to tell how awesome this felt. When the guy pulled out of me, the first guy was standing there. I thought he had left. I didn't realize he was watching the entire time. He sort of pushed the second man out of the way and leaned down and licked my ass clean. Now, I had eaten my own cum several times before, but this was new to me and I loved it. The second guy leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Hey, you wanna continue this somewhere else?" "Hell ya I do," I answered. As we walked in the front door of my house, we started to undress again. I asked him his name and age. He sort of looked down and away as he answered "Steve, 18." "Really? 18?" I asked. "Well, I gave them a fake I.D. I'm really only 17. But I'll be 18 in 5 months. I hope that's OK," He continued. "I won't tell anybody. I swear." "Steve, I have no reason to tell if you don't." Again, I reached for his cock and it sprung to life. "Wait, I think it's your turn to do me. Isn't it?" Steve asked. I took his hand and led him to my bedroom. Bending him over the bed, I lubed his hole and my cock and started to slide in. It took a bit, but finally I was all the way in. I don't normally like to fuck an ass, male or female, but I thought I was doing him a favor since he was so good at fucking mine. I was also hoping to get him to fuck my ass again. As we changed positions a few times, I ended up on my back with Steve riding on top of my in cowboy style. That's when I heard it. A gasp and "Oh my God." I moved to look around Steve to see my sister standing there. She is seven years older than me and has a key to my house. There she was watching this 17 year old boy ride my cock. I thought I was dead. My heart stopped and I was about to jump up and cover us both up. But she spoke before I could even react. "No no no. Keep on going. Finish what you've started if you don't mind me watching." "What?!?!?!" I couldn't believe she had said that. She was so conservative. She used to teach Sunday School. Now she wants to watch her younger brother with another man? WOW! "I just saw the lights on and thought I'd check on things," she started. " I didn't think I'd find this though." I tried to forget she was there by looking into Steve's eyes and at his body. But when I looked again, my sister had her hand down the front of her pants. "Have him turn around," she told us. Steve moved so he was riding me reverse cowboy now. I was pushing up against his ass, but I was watching my big sis as she started to take her clothing off. "What are you doing?" I asked. Like it wasn't obvious. "Just keep on going. Finish and don't worry about me," she answered. Finally she stood there completely naked and fingering her pussy. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and doing. But finally I couldn't hold it anymore and pumped my load into Steve's ass. As he got up, I saw my load of cum starting to ooze out of him, but Lynn, my sister, took his wrist and pulled him on top of her. "My turn!" she announced. Steve buried his cock into my sister's wet pussy right there in front of me. I could hear her soft moans and saw her expression as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling. Steve started to fuck her hard as I grabbed a wash rag to clean my own cock off. I noticed too, even though I had just cum, I was still rock hard. I guess watching your sister get fucked will do that to a guy. Steve didn't last long. As Lynn was on the edge, and starting to breath hard, Steve pumped his load into Lynn. "Damn it," She said a little disappointed. Before Steve was even all the way off of her, she looked right at me and said, "Well, get over here and finish the job." "What? Me? Are you kidding?" Of course I wanted to, but this is my own sister. "Yes you. He didn't finish me and you're hard again. So, get over here and finish the job." I climbed on top of her and she grabbed my cock. Lining me up with her hole, I could feel Steve's cum as I slid in all the way to my balls. Then I saw her motion to Steve. I didn't pay any attention to it as I was now fucking my own sister. Then I felt Steve pulling the plug out of my ass again. Hell, I forgot it was still in there. I relaxed as he pulled it out. Then he positioned himself behind me and started to push his still rock hard dick into me in place of the plug. Here I was fucking my sister as I was getting my own ass fucked. Did I die and go to Heaven? Steve and I worked out a rhythm. As he pushed into my ass from behind, he pushed me into my sisters wet, used pussy. As I pulled out, so did Steve. This felt incredible. But once again, Steve didn't last long and filled me up again. When he pulled out, I could feel the cum running out of my ass, down my balls, and onto my dick. Of course this was great lube for fucking my sister. So now Steve crawled around on the bed so he could play with Lynn's tits. She loved it as Steve sucked and licked and flicked her nipples with his tongue. She was moaning louder and louder, pushing her hips back up against me as I power fucked her. Then, finally, with a loud scream and deep gasping, I could feel her pussy pulsing all around my cock. Trying to grab onto me, but too slippery and wet to do so. I couldn't take it either. I dumped a huge load into her pussy. I just held myself there inside of her for a minute until we both caught our breath. Then I pulled out and watched as all of the cum mixed and pooled up. We all stood up and I grabbed some towels. Steve wiped himself off and started to get dressed to leave. But Lynn just held her towel in her hand, naked and not caring who saw her. After Steve left, Lynn looked at me and said how great it was and that she didn't know I was Bi too. "Too? So you go both ways too, huh?" I asked. "It's so hot how smooth and hairless his body is. We should do that too," She said. "Come on, I'll help you." Taking my hand, Lynn pulled me into the bathroom. She sat up on the counter top and started the warm water in the sink as she spread her legs and started to lather up with my shaving cream. "Come on, you shave me and I'll shave you." "You really don't have much to shave. But if that's what you want, what the Hell." I got down on my knees in front of her, took my razor, and began to shave her pussy. Her hole was still just a little bit open and still had cum running out of it. I made sure to get my fingers in there a few times too. Finally, there was just the little strip above her clit, which was really all she had in the first place. "You want me to get this too?" "Yes, everything. I want to be completely smooth and bare. Then I'll do you." I pulled her skin tight which exposed her little pearl sized clit. She was getting excited again, but I stayed the course and finished shaving her. When I was done, Lynn jumped up and started the shower. "Get in. It'll be easier this way." We stood in the shower and Lynn lathered me up, one limb at a time, and shaved me smooth. It was weird, different. I'd never been smooth like this before. But I liked it. When she had my entire body shaved except my cock, she knelled in front of me and sucked me into her mouth to get me hard again. Then she made sure every last hair was gone. "Great," she started. "Now we need to take care of this again." She looked at me with an evil grin. We didn't even bother to dry off. Just went back to the bed where we fucked hard and fast for an hour. Lynn was on top of me and I was teasing her nipples again when she came and screamed again. I think I'm detecting a pattern here. Then she got up and moved, laying on her back on the edge of the bed. I stood on the floor next to the bed as I fucked her silly until I came inside her again. "What a night," She started to say. "You don't know the half of it," I answered. So we sat at the kitchen table as I told her everything. I'm not sure what she liked more, knowing that I like to get my ass bread, or that Steve was only 17. Well, she told me she has plans for me for tomorrow night, but she has to make a phone call to verify first. Can't wait to find out what it is.

Rare Lascivious English Classic. this is a book written by an English gentleman of considerable wit, command of the language, and imagination of Rabelaisian order. Erotic as are the tales, they are far from being filthy, while a plot of thrilling interest runs throughout the work, binding all the stories together..The book 'The Adventures of Grace and Anna' has been subtitled 'The thrilling experiences of two girls looking for love and lust.' Two fun-loving girls of the 1910s discover love and lust among the idle rich and the well-proportioned poor in this insightful excursion into the erotic mores and morals of an earlier era. Enjoy.. In part 1 to 10 of Chapter 1,. you have read that the author meets a girl named Anna and he Invites her in his car for a ride. In-car he kissed her and boldly squeezed and manipulated her breasts and erect nipples. Then he molded and caressed her bare and electric thighs and felt the bare lips of her sex and the crinkly pubic hair and have sex in Car. and then he meets her again next time and takes her to an apartment that was maintained for just such incidents. Anna proposes to introduce him to her friend Grace. Now Further. CHAPTER-1 PART-11 This, of course, broke the ice, and I discarded all reserve or consideration that I might have had in regard to her, and drawing her over close to me, I sought out her tiny breasts and pulling open her little dress I soon had them out and my lips glued to one of her nipples. She still continued to pull away at my staff, which by now was assuming a state of agreeable hardness, and allowing one of my hands to dive under her dress I found that she had her stockings rolled to the knee and I rubbed and squeezed the tiny legs and thighs and sought to get up further to her sexual parts. She had, however, a pair of bloomers on, and this in a manner put a stop to my explorations, but laughing and giggling she begged me to stop an instant, and upon my finally releasing her she detached her hands from my prick and springing lightly to the floor began to disrobe. The sight of this tiny person, a veritable jewel of a woman, disrobing before me caused me to experience a lustful thrill, and as she quickly disrobed, unveiling to me all of her cameo-like charms, I sought to encompass her in my arms. Her size, however, made it easy for her to avoid me, and seeing that I was only using my precious time I lay back on the bed and allowed her to continue undressing. Finally she was stripped to her stockings, and standing proudly before me allowed me to survey all of her naked charms, even turning about slowly to allow me to see her miniature back and buttocks. I could wait no longer; I leaped to the floor and picking her up in my arms, carried her to the bed and throwing her on her back lay beside her and allowed my sensual tongue to run all over her body. She again regained hold of my standing prick, and with both hands now held it between her tiny breasts, and I pushed back and forth as though already in the sexual embrace, and she bent her head low to it, and to my surprise engulfed the flaming head of it in her tiny mouth and with adroit tongue began to titillate and bang upon the throbbing head in quick jerks with her tongue so that I almost leaped from the bed. I pressed the back of her head, and settled down to enjoy to the full this lustful abnormal act, and in a moment or two I felt my prick swell and throb to the bursting point in her mouth and pressing it as far as I could down the confines of her throat I let loose my seething boiling load of balm and she choked and tried to back away but all of my essence bubbled and spurted in great spurts down the back of her throat; when at last, exhausted, I fell back on the bed, she pulled away, sputtering and gasping and breathless beside me. ‘Oh,’ she said, after she had regained her breath, ‘my goodness, what a load you shoot! Why, you nearly choked me! I thought sure that I was drowned!’ ‘Then you have done it before?’ I asked, curiously, taking her again in my arms and kissing her. ‘Oh, yes,’ she said, laughing, ‘my husband, who, by the way, was a much larger man than you are, always found an especial delight in that form of amusement; and I myself formed quite a liking for the ‘French’ act, as it is called, and there was many a charge of his that found its way down my throat. Besides, when he died-well-there were others, you understand!’ And she looked at me and laughed merrily. ‘Your husband was much larger than I was?’ I echoed. ‘You mean that he was constituted physically in all ways-?’ ‘I know exactly what you mean,’ she laughed. ‘You are wondering whether his parts were as large as yours are, and I will tell you yes, and even more so. I am so built that it is possible for me to have regular intercourse with men of normal size, and although at first it was rather trying, after living with my husband for a few years I now not only can bear it, but take the keenest enjoyment in the act myself, provided there is mutual desire.’ This was quite new to me in spite of all my experience, as I had thought that midgets and others of their ilk could and would only have intercourse with their own kind and build. The idea that this tiny person was capable of sustaining the assaults of a fully developed man like myself was indeed intriguing to me, and in an effort to ascertain for myself the condition of these parts, I allowed my hand to slip down between her thighs, and dividing the lips of her sexual slit, I found to my surprise that it was just as she had said, and somewhat regretfully I considered the soft shrinking state of my organ and longed for hardness in order that I, too, might possess her. She evidently was in full accord with my moods, for her tiny hand stole down to my dart and with many sweet compressions and fondlings she sought to bring it to a state of usable hardness; finally, slipping quickly down in the bed, she applied her provocative mouth to the tip of my rod and in a few instants it stood up ready to battle. ‘But how?’ I asked her, as she held it up for my inspection, planting a last moist kiss on the now throbbing head. ‘Why, the same way,’ she replied, turning on her back and allowing me to mount her. She quickly guided the head of my staff to her eager and receptive slit, and I gently plunged it home, marvelling at her capacity for this giant tool, especially so in regard to her size, but the nervous clasping and unclasping of her hot, burning tissues about the sides of my torrid rod soon sent all other ideas flying from my mind and I commenced to fuck away in earnest. The little creature pressed her cunt up close to my plunging prick as if she did not want to miss a bit of it, and I, a sadistic mood overcoming me, plunged away at her as if I wished really to split her in twain. The previous combats that I had indulged in during the day served to prolong my pleasure and I must have bounded up and down upon her for upward of twenty or thirty minutes before nature saw fit to open the sexual flood gates and allow me to flood her womb with a bounding charge of my manly sap. We both lay quiet, my prick being squeezed of its last spurting drops by the compressions of her tingling quim, then I gently withdrew, not without a little protest from my charming, diminutive partner who tried to hold me to her as I allowed a flood of our combined juices to flow out, down her bare buttocks on to the counterpane. I was now quite exhausted and after allowing her to dress, I repaired the damage done to my own apparel, and awaited the return of Joseph, who I knew was nearby watching the outcome of the affair that he had planned. I did not offer her anything for herself as I knew that Joseph had taken care of that end of the matter. He soon entered and after enquiring if the affair had terminated to my satisfaction, he showed our visitor out. I gave Joseph a substantial tip for himself, as I enjoyed these affairs that he arranged for me, and we then returned to the car and I was driven homewards. I looked forward with great pleasure to a second meeting with Anna and her pretty partner Grace, and thought to myself what new methods I would plan the more thoroughly to sate my lust upon the fair bodies of the two young girls who were so willing to accept my gold in return for the divine charms bestowed upon them by nature. To be Continued in Chapter-2 ---------------------------- 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous. 3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published in 1910 , titled 'The Adventures of Grace and Anna' by anonymous.

I was excited in sharing my wife with another man. We used to do this quite frequently until she got an infection from one of our encounters. Even though it was cleared up immediately with some penicillin, she was hesitant, and reluctant to ever do it again. This decision took a significant amount of joy and thrill out of our sex life. I needed to think of alternatives to get this back. There's no thrill in prostitutes or anybody else but that power and control and thrill of doing it with my wife and one or two other guys is a high that cannot be replaced. I was at the gym recently with a fellow that I work out with quite regularly, and without so many details talked a bit about this concept, and he recommended the suggestibility when someone's on Ativan. He compared it to when you go local anesthetic at the dentist and you don't remember a damn thing, and he told me it only took 2 mg to achieve this and they come in dissolvable tablets, which when crushed up, he said disappear and mix in without taste into drinks. There is one thing about having my wife under the influence of a Xanax or a sleeping pill, we've done that many times where I've had two guys in the room and myself fucking her in every way possible, but the idea of having her lucid and suggestible was really much more intriguing to me. I didn't know how to test this new scenario out, so we went to the big city for a weekend stayed at a nice hotel, and did some shopping and nice dinners and one night I went on to Locanto, a local app for fringe, sex stuff, and lined up a bull to meet us at the hotel bar at 9 PM. While my wife was getting ready for dinner, I went down to the hotel lobby and I had him meet me there so we could talk face-to-face. I told him that I would be giving my wife Ativan, and I want to get her into a heightened state and a suggested state and that he would join our table. We would play it by ear until I knew she was well on her way and see if we could take this upstairs. I told him there was no guarantee because I had not done this and we will just have to see how it goes. In any event he would have some drinks and visit, and all we could do is hope for more. My wife got ready, she wore a nice short, red dress with beige, stay ups and high heels to match. It was a low-cut, covering her 34b's with nice exposure. My wife is 5 foot 3 and 120 pounds perfect legs and ass. At dinner we had a nice bottle of wine and talked about going to the hotel bar which had a jazz band that evening. I had the Hotel Reserve a nice corner booth to put my plan into play. I had already set up the idea that I invited the guy that I see at the gym quite often during this day to join us for drinks, something not uncommon and would not make her wary or suspect. In the room earlier, I ground up three Ativan, so 3 mg and I put a dropper dot of ketamine that I got when I was in the Dominican. So I had the dropper in my pocket with this mix so that the Ativan was completely dissolved in the drops of ketamine My wife went to the washroom and as I watched her get up, her dress lifted up so I could see her stay ups and her leg. She smelled good. She looked good and I was already hard at the idea of putting her into a two way again. While she was away to the washroom, I put the contents of the dropper into her glass, took the spoon at the table and I mixed it in thoroughly. She only had about three sips left in the glass , so I would suspect it would kick in relatively quickly. We had about 30 minutes more at dinner before making it to the club lounge. After her wine was finished she had another glass, and the effects of that should be taking place any minute. I could tell she was under the influence of it as she was heightened, not really saying things the way she would normally, and not as graceful as she usually is. I tested the waters immediately by telling her to open her legs wide under the table and the slip her panties off. She looked at me, paused, didn't say a word, and after about what felt like minutes, she did exactly that. She crouched down, as if to fix her shoe, grabbed the hem of her thong wiggled and slit it down past both high heels crunched it up in a ball in her hand, and gave it to me. Then she just sipped her wine with absolutely no reaction. I figured I'd try the verbal cue first to see a reaction, so I said to her ‘how would you feel about taking an 11 inch bull up your ass tonight?’ She just looked at me and smiled with her flirtatious devil smile, the one I would see back when we did this regularly. I know she was horny, ready to be my slut for the night. I left it at that, and we went to the lounge. Jax, the fellow I lined up on Locanto, was at the bar, having a drink, waiting for my visible cue that he could walk over, he already knew the story was 'we were gym buddies'. He had Italian features about 6 foot, 4" tall and disclosed he had an 11" hard cock 6 inch width and a muscular build. My wife was pretty well on her way, because she was animated, flirty, uninhibited, and kind of slutty with looking around the room, looking at other men. I said to her again what do you think about 11 inches up your ass tonight will be double penetrate you and she just said ‘I can't wait’. I nodded over to the bar and in about five minutes Jax came by and did the ‘hey how's it going?’ Etc. etc. He slid in the booth, sat next to my wife, and we had a few drinks and talked. When I was finally 'alcohol influenced courageous', I told Jack's in front of my wife "Why don't you feel how great my wife's legs are", and I looked at my wife and I said "why don't you open up a little bit for him to explore". I don't think Jax had done this before, because he was taken back by my brazenness, and my wife just looked at me and looked over at him and under the table I could feel her opening her legs wider. She was pretty much as wide as she could go underneath the booth so I put a hand on her right leg and started stroking her leg and flicking her pierced clitoris. I looked at Jax and I told him to do the same. My wife lead her head back on the booth with a smile as both of our hands were exploring underneath her dress I could feel Jack's big hands slowly inserting a finger into my wife. I knew at this point anything that I wanted to happen was going to. So I suggested we leave and go up to the room. I wanted to test this a little better. I told them to go to the room first and I'll be up in a minute or two as I had to use the bathroom. What I did was I watched my wife walk hand-in-hand with this bull and watched her drug influenced mannerisms. He had his arm around her, by her waist, coping her ass cheek, and she had her arm around him, and one on his chest as they walked to the elevator. I took the next elevator up, giving them about five minutes to settle into the room. I was very curious how the scenario would play at once I walked in. When I got in to the room, the music I had left on, was still playing, and my wife was sitting on the couch with her legs spread, and Jax was on the floor, eating her out. She had her legs over his shoulders and he had his hands wrapped around her upper thighs, sucking and pulling out her clitoris and piercing with his mouth. This made me so hot to watch. I walked close to the couch, got up on it, pulled out my cock and my wife immediately started taking me in her mouth while she was being eaten out by this bull. I pulled myself away and positioned my wife down on the couch, facedown, lifting up her dress, and telling Jax it was time to integrate his massive cock into my wife's ass. I asked my wife if she was looking forward to what was happening, and all she could do repeatedly was say ‘Fuck me. Fuck me Fuck me’. She was a total whore now and my whore. Jax put a magnum on, as I oiled up my wife's entire ass cheeks, and asshole, and I told her to spread apart her cheeks, so that her inevitable ass fucking was made easier. My wife hand a hand on each of her ass cheeks holding them apart, fully exposing her perfection. Jacks put the tip of this massive cock at my wife's anus, with just the right amount of pressure and time, so that nature took its course and accepted him inside her. My wife arched back, thrusting herself further onto his cock until he was finally completely in. She was continually saying ‘fuck me fuck me’. Jax finally got into a nice rhythm that grew harder and faster. My wife just spoke like a complete slut as she was getting fucked in the ass by this 11 inch cock. I went to the front of the couch so that my wife could give me a blow job while getting fucked in the ass. I wanted to double penetrate her so I told Jax to pull out, put a new condom on. I told my wife to ride his cock while he lay on the couch. He had his hands wrapped in her hair and sucking on her neck as he fucked her. I went up behind her while he coerced his 11 inches into my wife's pussy, and I got up and slid myself into her already broken-in ass from the evenings fucking. We continue this way for about 20 minutes as my wife came and came and came intensely. I wanted to treat my wife like a whore. At this point it was fun, and safe. So I told her to sit on the couch because we're gonna explode our cum down her throat. She sat on the couch as Jax I went in front of her, her red dress disheveled, her hair a mess with the biggest smile and slutty grin as she watch these cocks being stroked in front of her. I told her to play with her piercing and get ready to take these loads in her mouth. I told Jax to go first inserting his massive cock into my wife's mouth while he was stroking it, and she was helping him stroke it. With her mouth and her hand and his hand, they milked what looked like a litre of cum into my wife's mouth, dripping down her cheeks. He pulled out and I got close and shot my load all over my wife's face. Jax put himself together, told me and her he would look forward to the next time we were in town and left. My wife went to clean up herself, I put the TV on, and she just lay on the bed and fell asleep. The end stage of the Ativan. I couldn't wake her, but I looked at the bed with her on it. Red dress riding up, stay ups exposed still, and smelling great, still looking great. It was only about 11 o'clock and I knew she would be out for the rest of the night. I opened up her legs and staged her, exposing her piercing, fixing her hair, so it flowed nicely on the pillow, took some nice pictures. And my thoughts wanted to bringing someone over to fuck her in this stage. I looked at some of the other Locanto responses where I found Jax. What I really wanted was to find two guys that would just come over and fuck my corpse wife. It excited me to watch her being used. I responded to two guys, one was black who claimed 12 inches, his photo showed a massive 6'5" titan and his cock photo made a can of Coke look like a shot glass. So I told him to be in the lobby bar, and then I picked a white dude with 9 inches, very thick cock Both of the guys were in the bar and I explained no photos, no marks, condoms a must and that my wife was upstairs. I showed him the picture and I said we can do whatever we want to her and again, condoms a must. We got to the room and the guys both gasped kind of that response when its like ‘yeah, this is for real’. There was no instruction needed, and both of their pants and shirts came off in seconds, as they went over to the bed and started to explore and rub my wife, completely unresponsive. The black guy took the initiative, first opened up my wife's mouth and inserted, his cock, face fucking her down to her throat violently with no response, I was shocked, impressed and completely turned on at this aggression. The white guy rubbed himself hard, open up my wife's legs further and began eating her pussy, then pulling her legs over his shoulders, slid hard inside her pussy. This was a great scene. I sat on the chair and I watched my wife being aggressively fucked in her throat by 12 inch black cock, and the 9” pounding into my wife's pussy. I told the white bull to lay on the bed, position my wife onto him and I told the black bull to rear up behind her. I gave him some oil and I wanted him to be fucking her ass at the same time. My wife lay on top of this white bull. While I watched her body moving from his pounding of his cock into her, I opened up my wife's ass cheeks and oiled her up again while I watched this massive black cock push against her anus, and slowly enter her. This was an amazing scene to abuse and rape my wife like this, after the turn on already had of basically brainwashing her with the Ativan. While these two guys were fucking my wife, I was playing with her breasts, playing with her legs and rubbing my cock in her mouth. I was the first one to rub one out on my wife's face, and I told both of the guys it was time to cum and finish up here. The scene of FUCKING increased its pace, and I couldn't believe the girth and the length of these two cocks penetrate my wife at the same time, the black guy grabbed her hair, pulled her head back as he thrust his massive cock into her ass pounding her like a piston and he came, obviously very hard at the same time I did, and the same and so did the 9 inch. The guys cleaned up and left, my wife's face covered in cum, and she lay on the bed, legs apart, dress rising high, stay ups exposed. I took the condoms and the condom wrappers that were in the washroom garbage and I put them in the garbage by the elevator, as I didn't want my wife to see this. When I got back to the room, my wife was sitting on the bed, still out, legs open, and I want to fuck her one last time. I got on the bed I rubbed her stay up covered legs. I put her legs over my shoulder and I put my cock at the top of her asshole, slid in and fucked her hard until I came. I cleaned up, rolled over and went to sleep. Another exciting night. When we woke, my wife got ready I went to the gym, and we had breakfast in the hotel lounge. I met her there. She was dressed in nice tight jeans, a loose top, and she looked amazing. We had a day of some shopping to do. She had bits and pieces of the memory from last night, she remembers fucking Jax and me. I said all the protocols were observed, condoms, no photos, etc. and she said I know. I said "how would you feel about doing that again tonight?" And she said "I do not know what came over me as I didn't want to do this again" I said we would do whatever is her comfort level and left it at that. While we went shopping, tonight's plan was already in the back of my mind, and every outfit that she tried on, was in my mind about having other men all over it and all over her. She came across a short plaid skirt, halfway from upper thigh to knee. It was definitely just a play outfit. Something for a fun short time out because it was very short and very sexy. I told her if she got that plaid skirt we had to get mesh stay ups for it to match and while she was trying some different things, and I found a nice white dress shirt that I thought would be cute for her to tie at the bottom and wear with this outfit. She came out of the dressing room wearing it and I was immediately hard it was so sexy. The white dress shirt opened down so you could see her cleavage tied cute off to the side, the skirt on and the stay ups. I asked her how she felt about having that as a dinner outfit tonight and we could hit the hotel lounge again as there was a different band playing or we could go to the local blues club and go from there. She was a bit distracted, but I snapped her photo and I was already going to lineup tonight. I went onto Locanto put up this photo with the face blocked out and I wanted three guys all over 11 inches, to set something up. We would go to the jazz club a block from the hotel, and it was up to the guys to arrange a place. Turns out there's condos above the club and one of the guy said he could host there, which made it really ideal an easy I told him I had two other guys lined And he agreed that would not be a problem. Again, going over the ground rules, condoms no marks no photos. All agreed so I sent a group chat together on WhatsApp for discussion and I said we would casually meet at the blues club and play it by ear. After all the shopping was done we had kind of a early start to the drinking. Hit a couple of bottles of wine by the time 7 o'clock rolled around and we had dinner so my wife was already relaxed and buzzed. We walked to the jazz club. The hotel concierge had arranged a nice VIP table for us. I told him I preferred a booth as I didn't like people behind me and makes me feel uncomfortable. But in actuality, it was really to set up a nice discreet play corner where I could have people groping at my wife before we all fucked her ass. Once we got to the table, the music was playing really good. We got a good bottle of wine, and I told the guys by text because the place was really full, to come by our table pretend they all knew each other and asked to join us because we had a large booth. My wife was already drunk, and naturally excited by the attention of good looking men, but I wanted to assure tonight was going to be about gang fucking my wife. I had my mixture ready to go, three atavan ground up in my dropper, with a bit of ketamine liquid for ease . My wife slipped out of the booth and gone to the bathroom, and I took this time and opportunity to put my submissive cocktail into her wine and stir it up. As the night progressed, the guys will take turns dancing with my wife. They were all built, good looking, and respectful, which made all of this so much easier. And entertaining. So in the booth I'm at the end of one of the guys beside me then my wife and the other two guys. Here she was in her short plaid skirt, stay ups, that nice loose blouse, red thong panties, smelling amazing, drunk, and now suggestive on the hypnotic effects of the Ativan. I had asked the fellow who lives upstairs for confirmation that it would be OK for all of us to go up and he was absolutely thrilled to do so. So he presented the idea to my wife about all of us going upstairs for a drink as he had a condo upstairs. My wife looked at me and as it wasn't too late in the evening and said OK. She was definitely drunk and she was definitely under the influence so I'm not sure how much at this point she would remember the next day, so on the way up the stair , a couple of the guys were walking behind my wife and I just nodded an motioned towards her, and they each took the cue and put a hand up her short skirt and pinched her ass cheek. She looked back, and all she did was smirk. We got into the condo which was really nicely appointed, and all sat in the living room , my wife on the couch, two guys beside her on the left one guy beside her on the right, and I sat in the chair. The host provided wine for everybody. He put some classic rock on, and at this point, I looked at my wife and I said "I think you need to eat some cock" , that was the cue, and the evening began. The two fellows on her immediate side, rub their hand up and down her legs, opening her up everyone under their pants with them off, and my wife placed her hand on each cock to her left and right, and began stroking as they finger fucked her. The fellow on her left, grabbed her by the hair and neck pulled her into him and began French kissing her. I was never ever comfortable with the whole kissing thing with her and other men, but this was a turn on because she was doing whatever the hell was expected. The other fellow and I walked over to the scene, stood in front of my wife, and now at this point she was taking turns deep throating cocks, while hand jobbing what wouldn't fit in. The more aggressive fellow, who began French, kissing her, pushed her off to the side over the edge of the couch, lifted up her short skirt left her thong panties on, pushed it to the side, strapped up his cock with his magnum condom and just began fucking my wife with pure aggression, I motioned for the other fellow to go up in front get a blow job while she was being pistoned from behind. This was such a great show. My wife's short plaid skirt hiked up over her ass cheeks, legs spread while getting fucked hard by a titan cock pulling on her hair while she deep throated 11 inches in front of her and rubbing another 11 at her side while I was stroking and playing with her tits. It didn't take long at the pure aggression that Mr. piston was pounding into my wife before he pulled out, pulled off his condom shot a load across her face. His position was immediately replaced by the 11 inch that was being stroked, he had a little vial of oil, looked at me and asked if it was OK if he fucked my wife's ass. I said have at it, and I told my wife again open up her cheeks to receive an 11 inch gift. My wife was sucking on a cock getting groped by the guy who just blew his load, and now I had both of her hands, spreading her ass cheek's to receive an 11 inch oiled cock up her ass. He entered, slowly let everything take its course and then just began rigorously fucking my wife in the ass. I sat to the side, watching all 11 inches exit and enter my wife's ass while she was moaning and choking on another cock. It excited me to see her stay up and skirt left on and I rubbed her while she did this, playing with her piercing and her clit. This went on for a while, everyone’s switching positions, taking turns at fucking my wife’s ass, fucking my wife’s pussy, and fucking my wife’s mouth. I turned her into a complete submissive whore, and I loved every minute of it, watching her, begging to be fucked over and over again as she came over and over again at the hands of these monster cocks. We finished up, and my wife went to the washroom to clean herself up and we left and walk back to the hotel arm in arm. It was about 1230 and we went straight up to the room. I told my wife to put on a T-shirt have a shower before that, and I wanted her to be back in stay ups and panties. I told her I was going to the hotel lounge for a beer while she quickly showered and wore what I told her to wear. Because it was a Saturday night, the hotel bar was hopping. I texted my wife to send me a selfie of her when she was ready on the bed, showing me her with her T-shirt riding up and her steps exposed. There was a black guy at the bar next to me, young 22 maybe, almost a gangster rapper look to him. He had a nice suit on, by himself. I just started chatting with him. He was visiting from Chicago leaving the next day. Said the girl he was meeting never showed up. I asked him how he felt about coming up to the room and fucking my wife with me. I showed him the picture she just sent me he looked at me and asked if I was for real, I said absolutely, and he said hell yeah. So we went up to the room open the door, walked into the bedroom, to my wife, laying on the bed in a nice white T-shirt, riding up, showing her legs and her beautiful stockings. He needed no invitation, went up to the bed, started rubbing my wife’s legs and breasts, as my wife unzipped his pants and put 8 inches of unhard cock into her mouth. This was a great scene, watching this guy with a 12+ inch thick, black cock going in and out of my wife’s mouth. He pulled out of her mouth, turned her around on the mountain of pillows at the head of the bed, with her ass raised in the air and he lifted up the T-shirt, pushed her thong panties off to the side and stuck his black tongue into my wife’s ass and suck on her pussy. He was stroking his massive sausage, and he began rubbing the tip of his large mushroom against my wife’s piercing and soaked pussy. He didn’t have a condom and I didn’t care. I want to see my wife get gorged by this massive pole. He slid in all the way in, and I sat at the side of the bed, watching this monster, cock, pound in and out of my wife. I had my hand in front, tweaking her clit piercing and playing with her, while this cock smashed into her. I grabbed her hair and I pulled her mouth to mine and I kissed her and she was aggressively fucked by this bull. He was in great shape, and I turned my wife around, and I let him fuck her missionary style, so that she could grab onto his nipples, and she eventually reached up, grabbed onto his ass cheeks as he pounded into her. Watching this absolute muscled massive black guy fucking my wife. This way made me so so horny. She moaned and came endlessly. He had a stamina of a racehorse and showed no signs of cumming anytime soon. I wanted to watch him fuck my wife’s ass, so I told him pull out, and enter her already soaked ass from her juices. He put the head of his massive mushroom directly into her anus and just let it sit there. I slid underneath her 69 and was sucking on her pussy. My eyes looked up at this massive cock slowly entering my wife’s ass. She sucked on my cock slowly, and I could watch as her hands reach back, grabbing his ass, pulling him into hers. I know he was about 8 inches into my wife’s ass, when she thrust back to get the rest in. She was well lubricated at this point, and loose, as he was able to pull out most of his cock, and slide back in with each stroke. She was cumming so much from my clitoris play from my tongue and fingers, combined with his piston pounding fucking of her ass. He kept up with this rhythm and I knew he was getting close. I had to get my face out of there before I got drenched and this black bulls cum. I sat on the couch, watching him fucking my wife’s ass. I played with her nipples and I reached up to her neck, and I started to choke her. This always made her cum so hard before she passed out. I held on tight letting her squirm and the continual fucking. She had a massive orgasm before passing out. This had a loosening effect, obviously, on her ass, and she must’ve tightened up and loosened up or something because this guy blew his load deep into her ass at this point. I was amazed because he kept fucking her even to the point where he was semi hard. I thought he was gonna go again. My wife regain consciousness with this black bull still up her ass, and she woke up to cumming again. He just sat there, letting her ride up against him for one last orgasm, then he got up, cleaned up and left. It was time for bed now and looking very forward to the next trip in the city.

My name is Larissa and my dad is an asshole. I'm 18, born and raised in Fort Lauderdale Florida. Today is Sunday and my friend Linda and I take our bikes down to Hollywood Beach to ride on the broadwalk. At Margaritaville I see my dad and his receptionist having cocktails at the pool bar. He is supposed to be playing golf with his asshole buddies like he always does on Sunday. A bit of explanation. Apparently my mom and dad were really popular in high school and college. My dad got a degree in accounting, then his CPA license and opened up his own office. My mom graduated with an English degree, passed the bar and works part time as an immigration attorney. My mom's parents are from Colombia and her ability to speak Spanish and English means that she has no shortage of clients in South Florida. Back to my Dad. His accounting practice is very successful due to all his college buddies using him for their accounting, plus his cheap labor. He hires freshly graduating accounting students and pays them almost nothing because in the accounting business you need to have some experience. He shows them what to do and then just checks it over before sending it out and billing the client. He lords over them at his office like he does to us at home. He thinks that his responsibility is to be the provider, put a roof over our head and pay the bills. However my mom makes just as much as he does but he doesn't get it. He goes to happy hour after work with who knows who and wants dinner on the table at 8 O'clock. After dinner he goes to the theatre room and watches TV until he goes to bed. The next day he gets up, goes to the gym, to breakfast and then to work. He is gone from 6 am until 8 pm every day. Saturdays he usually goes fishing with his buddy who has a large sport-fishing boat and Sunday, like I said, it's always golfing. I think he married my mom because she is Hispanic and he figured that she would cook and clean and be a humble little wifey. The fact that she is smart and capable was a plus to him but his machismo led him to believe that he could do, as the man of the house, whatever he wants. Well he is dead wrong on that account. I have had several conversations with my mom and she is really angry and unhappy with their marriage. His lack of interest in her and everything else is not something that she ever thought would happen. They go out a couple times a month on Saturday night, usually to a concert or some other event and dinner, and out to dinner a couple times a week but that's the extent of their relationship. My mom is a very loving person and needs way more support and intimacy than she is getting from my dad. I asked her if she has spoken to him about it but he is unresponsive. I have a younger brother, Jason, and my mom won't break up the family worried what that would do to him. We have a great life on the outside. We live in Rio Vista on the water that leads to Port Everglades and the Atlantic ocean. Right across the little bridge is Las Olas with restaurants and shops and pretty much anything you could want. I'm studying at Broward College, taking Pre-Law classes because I want to be a lawyer like my mom. She has taught me Spanish, it's all we speak at home to make sure that I am fluent. My dad doesn't like it but tunes us out anyway so what the fuck. The funny thing is that while I inherited my curvy figure from my mom, my hair is blonde like the rest of my dad's Nordic family. I have a boyfriend. His name is Jonathan but everyone calls him Jake. He is totally cool. Tall, slender muscular, smart and blond like me, he is a real looker. He dresses well and a suit just makes him look like a movie star but he doesn't care. He loves to surf and is studying marine biology. Money doesn't interest him, it's all about happiness. He doesn't want a work/life dilemma to balance. He says that if you do what you love, you will never have to work a day in your life. I love that about him. Plus, is chiseled good looks, cleft chin, washboard abs and a nine inch dick help too. So I see my dad and Marta sharing a bottle of wine on the beach Sunday afternoon and just don't get it. Marta is Cuban and looks pretty much like my mom, only 20 years younger. WTF? My mom is a total fox, why would you have to cheat? You have a smart, gorgeous, sexy woman who loves you waiting at home and you have to cheat with your employee? I pull my bike over where he cant see me and hand Linda my cell phone to take some pictures just in case I need to convince anyone about what I saw. When Linda hands me the phone back I check the pictures and one is perfect. My dad and Marta are an inch away from kissing and her nipples are poking our from her shirt in an obvious state of arousal. My dad has lust in his eyes. I suppose that they have a room at the hotel to fuck in. I'm pretty pissed off and Linda can tell so we continue riding south to the end where the broad-walk veers away from the beach and she suggests that we go for a swim. We lock up the bikes, go down to the water, strip off our shorts and tee shirts down to our swimsuits and walk to the water. I know everyone thinks that because I am latina that I'm supposed to wear a skimpy thong bikini and show off my tits and ass but I don't want to. Firstly, I don't think the sun is good for my skin and secondly my body is so friggin ripe that people just stare. Not just the guys, even the women watch me. I wore a fairly modest two piece to swim in the pool at Linda's country club and she told me that it wasn't appropriate. It's not me or the suit, just the two of us together. She was worried that all the teen age boys would have to run someplace to masturbate. So today I have the cutest swimsuit that I ordered from Venus online. It's a bohemian one piece and although it gives me some cover you will never mistake me for a boy. Linda is wearing the hottest two piece. She has an acquaintance that makes them custom for her. This one is emerald green and the part that connects the front and back together is a gold chain on her hips and the top has the same accent holding the two front triangles together. She is blond also but her figure is lean and athletic so she can afford to show it off a bit without going over the edge. I get out the Neutrogena Beach Defense sunscreen lotion and begin to rub it on Linda. This lotion is the best. It is expensive but worth it. I start with her neck and shoulders then her back. I do the back of her legs and she turns to face me. I start on the front of her shoulders and she puts her hands out for me to squirt some for her. I sigh. I know she is a little horn doggy and give in. Soon we are face to face rubbing lotion on each other. She does it because she loves to be an exhibitionist and because she is proud to have a hot girlfriend. As she rubs the lotion on my neck, she pulls me forward and I know a kiss is inevitable. I want it too, but because she is always so horny I like to fake reluctance just to make her want it more. She presses her lips to mine and starts to slide her huge tongue into my mouth. I have a pretty large tongue but hers is enormous. I have a couple pictures on my phone of her tongue where she is sticking it out and you just can't believe how big it is. I suck on it and get wet immediately. It turns me on that much. I push her off of me and after we get finished slathering each other up we go into the water. We doggy paddle with our heads out of the water and get to the sandbar maybe twenty five yards offshore. There aren't many people at the south end of Hollywood beach. With no shops or lifeguards most people are farther north. It is a perfect day. The crystal clear water is refreshing without being chilly, and the waves are just a small swell. I dive under water and skim along the white sand bottom. I come up and Linda follows me. We get back to chest deep water and she comes up to me from behind and wraps her arms and legs around me. She starts squeezing my 36C boobs and I don't stop her. I know that she would love to kiss my neck but for the sunscreen. My nipples get aroused and she pinches them and rolls them between her thumb and forefinger. She licks my ear lobe and while tweaking my left nipple with her left hand manages to slide her right hand under my swimsuit and onto my pussy. She is such a little sneak. I don't know how she does it but I love it anyway. She takes her forefinger and middle finger and placing one on each side of the little hood covering my clit begins to stroke me gently up and down. Damn, this girl knows how to seduce me. It's hard to get wet in the salt water of the ocean but I do it anyway. As I get aroused, Linda slips her middle finger into my eager pussy and begins to finger fuck me right there, in the water at a public beach. She knows that once I get like this I am powerless to resist her and she always takes advantage of me in this condition. She pinches my left nipple, which has grown to about an inch long and a quarter of an inch in diameter. She slides two fingers into me and I know that an orgasm is impending. I reach behind me and grab her pussy with my hand and before I can finger her also the first waves of my orgasm start. I turn my head around and our lips come together. That sends me over the edge. I start to shake and the power of my orgasm takes over. I start to come down from the rush and continue to kiss her. I mutter into her mouth, “I love you:. After a minute to allow me to recover, she turns me around to face me and starts kissing me again. She wraps her legs around my waist and I reach down to fondle her pussy. Linda slips off her bikini bottom arches her back to allow me better access. I put my thigh between her legs and she starts to hump it but I remember that we have sunscreen on and don't want it to hurt her pussy, so I put my hand back down there and not so gently squeeze her entire pubic mound. She knows that I am teasing her and whispers in my ear, “One day I'm going to fucking kill you, you fucking bitch!” With that being said I slide my middle finger into her waiting pussy. She gasps and I start rubbing her clit with my thumb. Once I have her where I want her I try to stick a finger on my other hand into her tight little pink asshole but without any lube I can't do it. So I just caress her asshole instead while I finger fuck her with my other hand. I know that she is getting close and I know what it takes to push her over the edge. Start fucking her mouth with my tongue like a guy would do with a dick. I feel her clench around my fingers and she actually starts crying on my shoulder as her orgasm wracks her body. I hold her and when she is finished I lick the tears from her cheeks. She doesn't tell me that she loves me but I know that she does. We get out of the ocean and we are too spent to continue so we sit just above where the waves lap upon the sand and rest. A hot middle aged couple walk by, I'm guessing like 50, and the guys is staring at us with obvious interest and his wife? doesn't seem to mind. They stop and he asks, “How is the water?” Since it is afternoon the sun is behind us and I get a good look at the couple. He is in pretty good shape and I figure him for a tennis player. He is tall, but not to tall, muscular, but slender and has an open honest face. His wife is a trophy. A gym bod for sure, natural curves and just an elegant beautiful woman. “Amazing!” I tell them. “Perfect, you should go in.” The lady says, “Good idea.” and lifts off her white lace cover-up and displays an amazing body. He takes off his tee shirt, hat and sunglasses and displays his flat tummy. “We saw you swimming. Would you like to go in again?” It then dawned on me that they know what Linda and I had been up to and were wanting us to join them for a little sandbar fun too. Linda interjects, “Maybe another time, but we really need to get going.” He introduces himself, “I'm Mike and this is my wife Camille. Pleased to meet you. We live right over there and if you are here next weekend I would like to invite you to use our pool. What do you say?” Camille says, “ Oh yes, if you want to stop by, we would love to get to know you.” I get out my phone, “give me your number.” Camille does and I dial her number. I tell her that when she sees my call to add it to her contacts and that my name is Larissa and my friend is Linda. They go into the water and we watch as they swim for a minute and soon Camille is straddling Mike facing me and it's obvious that they are fucking. She makes a display of it licking her lips and enjoying herself. “Oh My God!”, Linda exclaims, “He is boning her!” It's time for us to leave so we blow kisses at Camille and make no effort to disguise the fact that we know she and Mike are fucking. We ride our bikes back to the Sheridan Street parking lot to Linda's truck. She has a Toyota 4-runner four wheel drive with big tires and a trailer hitch mount on back for the bike rack. It is a bad ass truck. It gets terrible gas mileage and the ride is hard but it is so fucking cool. She takes me home and there is a note that my mom and brother are clothes shopping at the mall and will be home later. With my dad banging his mistress we have the house to ourselves. We sprint to my wing. I have the second master bedroom with an on-suite bath and french doors leading to a private patio area. We strip, get into the shower and start soaping each other up. I kiss her and plunge my tongue into her mouth as far as I can and she eagerly sucks it hard. We rinse off and I have her sit on the vanity stool so that I can brush and blow dry her hair. I have adopted my submissive mode and she knows it. When I am done she gives me a thank you kiss and leaves the bathroom. I blow dry my hair and when I go into the bedroom she has already donned her leather daddy outfit. A series of leather straps surround her body and she has the fetish fantasy double delight already strapped on. It is a vibrating double ender that is in her and the other end for her to fuck me with. On the bed is the outfit that she has chosen for me. Stockings, garter belt, crotchless panties and a sheer bra. As I slide the black stockings on she watches me while lubing up the purple dildo-cock sticking out from her leather harness. I know what is in store for me and I shudder with anticipation. She dangles the last item for me to wear. A pair of black high heel shoes with ankle straps. As I bend down to put them on she shoves me to the Berber carpet. I turn sideways to continue putting on my slut shoes as she goes into my closet and finds the final item, a black leather riding crop. I know the drill. Without saying a word she waves the crop indicating that she wants me to get in front of the full length mirror and present myself to her. I do so biting my lower lip. I don't know how hard it will be this time. I feel my pussy swelling with fear and anticipation. My big nipples are so hard that they are sore. “Bend over and grab your ankles.” I do and the first strike of the crop lashes across my ass. She gives me 6 more, our routine, seven the lucky number. “The panties” She orders. I take too long and in her impatience I feel her rip them down to my thighs and the head of the dildo-cock pressing against my swollen pussy lips. “I'm not going to fuck you, bitch. You are going to fuck me. Do you understand that?” “Yes, Madam” I gasp. “What do you want?” “To fuck you” “Then do it, bitch” I shove back and after some resistance the dildo-cock slides into my pussy. Linda doesn't move. She expects me to impale myself on her fake dick, so I do. I hump against it and the vibrator is hitting me right in the best spot when she sticks her finger in my ass and grabs my hair and pulls it hard. I push back onto her strap on and bury it into my pussy and as I do I feel her grab my waist and press against me tight and I know that she is going to cum at the same time as me. I hold off as best as I can until I feel her shudder and say, “Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck, I'm Coming. Oh Fuck Oh Fuck Oh fuck.” I'm cumming too and she pitches forward pinning me face down on the bed and resting on top of me. We don't stir for a long couple of minutes and then she gently slides the big purple dildo-cock out of my and cuddles me from behind. “You are the best fuck that I've ever had”, she tells me. I don't say anything because I don't want this to ever end. She unstraps the double ender and eases it out of her pussy and tosses it the the end of the bed. The sheets are wet with lube, pussy juice and saliva and the room smells like it just hosted an orgy. I turn over, grab her by the neck and kiss her fiercely. I'm pushing my tongue into her mouth as deep as I can when I hear my bedroom door open. Jason is standing in the door with his mouth wide open. I look around and realize how bad this looks. I'm in lingerie, Linda is in leather and there is a monster double ended vibrator dildo on the bed. I have to give him credit, he says “I didn't know anyone was home. I just came in to borrow a phone charger. I'm sorry. ” He backs out and closes the door.

My name is Larissa and my dad is an asshole. I'm 18, born and raised in Fort Lauderdale Florida. Today is Sunday and my friend Linda and I take our bikes down to Hollywood Beach to ride on the broadwalk. At Margaritaville I see my dad and his receptionist having cocktails at the pool bar. He is supposed to be playing golf with his asshole buddies like he always does on Sunday. A bit of explanation. Apparently my mom and dad were really popular in high school and college. My dad got a degree in accounting, then his CPA license and opened up his own office. My mom graduated with an English degree, passed the bar and works part time as an immigration attorney. My mom's parents are from Colombia and her ability to speak Spanish and English means that she has no shortage of clients in South Florida. Back to my Dad. His accounting practice is very successful due to all his college buddies using him for their accounting, plus his cheap labor. He hires freshly graduating accounting students and pays them almost nothing because in the accounting business you need to have some experience. He shows them what to do and then just checks it over before sending it out and billing the client. He lords over them at his office like he does to us at home. He thinks that his responsibility is to be the provider, put a roof over our head and pay the bills. However my mom makes just as much as he does but he doesn't get it. He goes to happy hour after work with who knows who and wants dinner on the table at 8 O'clock. After dinner he goes to the theatre room and watches TV until he goes to bed. The next day he gets up, goes to the gym, to breakfast and then to work. He is gone from 6 am until 8 pm every day. Saturdays he usually goes fishing with his buddy who has a large sport-fishing boat and Sunday, like I said, it's always golfing. I think he married my mom because she is Hispanic and he figured that she would cook and clean and be a humble little wifey. The fact that she is smart and capable was a plus to him but his machismo led him to believe that he could do, as the man of the house, whatever he wants. Well he is dead wrong on that account. I have had several conversations with my mom and she is really angry and unhappy with their marriage. His lack of interest in her and everything else is not something that she ever thought would happen. They go out a couple times a month on Saturday night, usually to a concert or some other event and dinner, and out to dinner a couple times a week but that's the extent of their relationship. My mom is a very loving person and needs way more support and intimacy than she is getting from my dad. I asked her if she has spoken to him about it but he is unresponsive. I have a younger brother, Jason, and my mom won't break up the family worried what that would do to him. We have a great life on the outside. We live in Rio Vista on the water that leads to Port Everglades and the Atlantic ocean. Right across the little bridge is Las Olas with restaurants and shops and pretty much anything you could want. I'm studying at Broward College, taking Pre-Law classes because I want to be a lawyer like my mom. She has taught me Spanish, it's all we speak at home to make sure that I am fluent. My dad doesn't like it but tunes us out anyway so what the fuck. The funny thing is that while I inherited my curvy figure from my mom, my hair is blonde like the rest of my dad's Nordic family. I have a boyfriend. His name is Jonathan but everyone calls him Jake. He is totally cool. Tall, slender muscular, smart and blond like me, he is a real looker. He dresses well and a suit just makes him look like a movie star but he doesn't care. He loves to surf and is studying marine biology. Money doesn't interest him, it's all about happiness. He doesn't want a work/life dilemma to balance. He says that if you do what you love, you will never have to work a day in your life. I love that about him. Plus, is chiseled good looks, cleft chin, washboard abs and a nine inch dick help too. So I see my dad and Marta sharing a bottle of wine on the beach Sunday afternoon and just don't get it. Marta is Cuban and looks pretty much like my mom, only 20 years younger. WTF? My mom is a total fox, why would you have to cheat? You have a smart, gorgeous, sexy woman who loves you waiting at home and you have to cheat with your employee? I pull my bike over where he cant see me and hand Linda my cell phone to take some pictures just in case I need to convince anyone about what I saw. When Linda hands me the phone back I check the pictures and one is perfect. My dad and Marta are an inch away from kissing and her nipples are poking our from her shirt in an obvious state of arousal. My dad has lust in his eyes. I suppose that they have a room at the hotel to fuck in. I'm pretty pissed off and Linda can tell so we continue riding south to the end where the broad-walk veers away from the beach and she suggests that we go for a swim. We lock up the bikes, go down to the water, strip off our shorts and tee shirts down to our swimsuits and walk to the water. I know everyone thinks that because I am latina that I'm supposed to wear a skimpy thong bikini and show off my tits and ass but I don't want to. Firstly, I don't think the sun is good for my skin and secondly my body is so friggin ripe that people just stare. Not just the guys, even the women watch me. I wore a fairly modest two piece to swim in the pool at Linda's country club and she told me that it wasn't appropriate. It's not me or the suit, just the two of us together. She was worried that all the teen age boys would have to run someplace to masturbate. So today I have the cutest swimsuit that I ordered from Venus online. It's a bohemian one piece and although it gives me some cover you will never mistake me for a boy. Linda is wearing the hottest two piece. She has an acquaintance that makes them custom for her. This one is emerald green and the part that connects the front and back together is a gold chain on her hips and the top has the same accent holding the two front triangles together. She is blond also but her figure is lean and athletic so she can afford to show it off a bit without going over the edge. I get out the Neutrogena Beach Defense sunscreen lotion and begin to rub it on Linda. This lotion is the best. It is expensive but worth it. I start with her neck and shoulders then her back. I do the back of her legs and she turns to face me. I start on the front of her shoulders and she puts her hands out for me to squirt some for her. I sigh. I know she is a little horn doggy and give in. Soon we are face to face rubbing lotion on each other. She does it because she loves to be an exhibitionist and because she is proud to have a hot girlfriend. As she rubs the lotion on my neck, she pulls me forward and I know a kiss is inevitable. I want it too, but because she is always so horny I like to fake reluctance just to make her want it more. She presses her lips to mine and starts to slide her huge tongue into my mouth. I have a pretty large tongue but hers is enormous. I have a couple pictures on my phone of her tongue where she is sticking it out and you just can't believe how big it is. I suck on it and get wet immediately. It turns me on that much. I push her off of me and after we get finished slathering each other up we go into the water. We doggy paddle with our heads out of the water and get to the sandbar maybe twenty five yards offshore. There aren't many people at the south end of Hollywood beach. With no shops or lifeguards most people are farther north. It is a perfect day. The crystal clear water is refreshing without being chilly, and the waves are just a small swell. I dive under water and skim along the white sand bottom. I come up and Linda follows me. We get back to chest deep water and she comes up to me from behind and wraps her arms and legs around me. She starts squeezing my 36C boobs and I don't stop her. I know that she would love to kiss my neck but for the sunscreen. My nipples get aroused and she pinches them and rolls them between her thumb and forefinger. She licks my ear lobe and while tweaking my left nipple with her left hand manages to slide her right hand under my swimsuit and onto my pussy. She is such a little sneak. I don't know how she does it but I love it anyway. She takes her forefinger and middle finger and placing one on each side of the little hood covering my clit begins to stroke me gently up and down. Damn, this girl knows how to seduce me. It's hard to get wet in the salt water of the ocean but I do it anyway. As I get aroused, Linda slips her middle finger into my eager pussy and begins to finger fuck me right there, in the water at a public beach. She knows that once I get like this I am powerless to resist her and she always takes advantage of me in this condition. She pinches my left nipple, which has grown to about an inch long and a quarter of an inch in diameter. She slides two fingers into me and I know that an orgasm is impending. I reach behind me and grab her pussy with my hand and before I can finger her also the first waves of my orgasm start. I turn my head around and our lips come together. That sends me over the edge. I start to shake and the power of my orgasm takes over. I start to come down from the rush and continue to kiss her. I mutter into her mouth, “I love you:. After a minute to allow me to recover, she turns me around to face me and starts kissing me again. She wraps her legs around my waist and I reach down to fondle her pussy. Linda slips off her bikini bottom arches her back to allow me better access. I put my thigh between her legs and she starts to hump it but I remember that we have sunscreen on and don't want it to hurt her pussy, so I put my hand back down there and not so gently squeeze her entire pubic mound. She knows that I am teasing her and whispers in my ear, “One day I'm going to fucking kill you, you fucking bitch!” With that being said I slide my middle finger into her waiting pussy. She gasps and I start rubbing her clit with my thumb. Once I have her where I want her I try to stick a finger on my other hand into her tight little pink asshole but without any lube I can't do it. So I just caress her asshole instead while I finger fuck her with my other hand. I know that she is getting close and I know what it takes to push her over the edge. Start fucking her mouth with my tongue like a guy would do with a dick. I feel her clench around my fingers and she actually starts crying on my shoulder as her orgasm wracks her body. I hold her and when she is finished I lick the tears from her cheeks. She doesn't tell me that she loves me but I know that she does. We get out of the ocean and we are too spent to continue so we sit just above where the waves lap upon the sand and rest. A hot middle aged couple walk by, I'm guessing like 50, and the guys is staring at us with obvious interest and his wife? doesn't seem to mind. They stop and he asks, “How is the water?” Since it is afternoon the sun is behind us and I get a good look at the couple. He is in pretty good shape and I figure him for a tennis player. He is tall, but not to tall, muscular, but slender and has an open honest face. His wife is a trophy. A gym bod for sure, natural curves and just an elegant beautiful woman. “Amazing!” I tell them. “Perfect, you should go in.” The lady says, “Good idea.” and lifts off her white lace cover-up and displays an amazing body. He takes off his tee shirt, hat and sunglasses and displays his flat tummy. “We saw you swimming. Would you like to go in again?” It then dawned on me that they know what Linda and I had been up to and were wanting us to join them for a little sandbar fun too. Linda interjects, “Maybe another time, but we really need to get going.” He introduces himself, “I'm Mike and this is my wife Camille. Pleased to meet you. We live right over there and if you are here next weekend I would like to invite you to use our pool. What do you say?” Camille says, “ Oh yes, if you want to stop by, we would love to get to know you.” I get out my phone, “give me your number.” Camille does and I dial her number. I tell her that when she sees my call to add it to her contacts and that my name is Larissa and my friend is Linda. They go into the water and we watch as they swim for a minute and soon Camille is straddling Mike facing me and it's obvious that they are fucking. She makes a display of it licking her lips and enjoying herself. “Oh My God!”, Linda exclaims, “He is boning her!” It's time for us to leave so we blow kisses at Camille and make no effort to disguise the fact that we know she and Mike are fucking. We ride our bikes back to the Sheridan Street parking lot to Linda's truck. She has a Toyota 4-runner four wheel drive with big tires and a trailer hitch mount on back for the bike rack. It is a bad ass truck. It gets terrible gas mileage and the ride is hard but it is so fucking cool. She takes me home and there is a note that my mom and brother are clothes shopping at the mall and will be home later. With my dad banging his mistress we have the house to ourselves. We sprint to my wing. I have the second master bedroom with an on-suite bath and french doors leading to a private patio area. We strip, get into the shower and start soaping each other up. I kiss her and plunge my tongue into her mouth as far as I can and she eagerly sucks it hard. We rinse off and I have her sit on the vanity stool so that I can brush and blow dry her hair. I have adopted my submissive mode and she knows it. When I am done she gives me a thank you kiss and leaves the bathroom. I blow dry my hair and when I go into the bedroom she has already donned her leather daddy outfit. A series of leather straps surround her body and she has the fetish fantasy double delight already strapped on. It is a vibrating double ender that is in her and the other end for her to fuck me with. On the bed is the outfit that she has chosen for me. Stockings, garter belt, crotchless panties and a sheer bra. As I slide the black stockings on she watches me while lubing up the purple dildo-cock sticking out from her leather harness. I know what is in store for me and I shudder with anticipation. She dangles the last item for me to wear. A pair of black high heel shoes with ankle straps. As I bend down to put them on she shoves me to the Berber carpet. I turn sideways to continue putting on my slut shoes as she goes into my closet and finds the final item, a black leather riding crop. I know the drill. Without saying a word she waves the crop indicating that she wants me to get in front of the full length mirror and present myself to her. I do so biting my lower lip. I don't know how hard it will be this time. I feel my pussy swelling with fear and anticipation. My big nipples are so hard that they are sore. “Bend over and grab your ankles.” I do and the first strike of the crop lashes across my ass. She gives me 6 more, our routine, seven the lucky number. “The panties” She orders. I take too long and in her impatience I feel her rip them down to my thighs and the head of the dildo-cock pressing against my swollen pussy lips. “I'm not going to fuck you, bitch. You are going to fuck me. Do you understand that?” “Yes, Madam” I gasp. “What do you want?” “To fuck you” “Then do it, bitch” I shove back and after some resistance the dildo-cock slides into my pussy. Linda doesn't move. She expects me to impale myself on her fake dick, so I do. I hump against it and the vibrator is hitting me right in the best spot when she sticks her finger in my ass and grabs my hair and pulls it hard. I push back onto her strap on and bury it into my pussy and as I do I feel her grab my waist and press against me tight and I know that she is going to cum at the same time as me. I hold off as best as I can until I feel her shudder and say, “Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck, I'm Coming. Oh Fuck Oh Fuck Oh fuck.” I'm cumming too and she pitches forward pinning me face down on the bed and resting on top of me. We don't stir for a long couple of minutes and then she gently slides the big purple dildo-cock out of my and cuddles me from behind. “You are the best fuck that I've ever had”, she tells me. I don't say anything because I don't want this to ever end. She unstraps the double ender and eases it out of her pussy and tosses it the the end of the bed. The sheets are wet with lube, pussy juice and saliva and the room smells like it just hosted an orgy. I turn over, grab her by the neck and kiss her fiercely. I'm pushing my tongue into her mouth as deep as I can when I hear my bedroom door open. Jason is standing in the door with his mouth wide open. I look around and realize how bad this looks. I'm in lingerie, Linda is in leather and there is a monster double ended vibrator dildo on the bed. I have to give him credit, he says “I didn't know anyone was home. I just came in to borrow a phone charger. I'm sorry. ” He backs out and closes the door.

Kayla watched from the bleachers with her friends as Taylor ran across the gym with the basketball and passed it to one of the guys on his team. He was a year and a half older than her, had a lean but muscular build and was about six foot two. She liked to watch him play everyday with all the other black boys. No one suspected that she had a thing for black guys, seeing as how she was one of those shy, artistic, intelligent type white girls who never got into trouble. It just wasn't expected. The truth was that she did feel a certain pull toward them, Taylor in particular. It was mostly his style. He wore the baggy pants, the big shirts, the dew-rags, the diamond studs, and she loved it. She had heard some things about Taylor however; that he had a lot of energy, that he always won the fights he was in, that he had connections, and that basically, you didn’t want to mess with him. She had to admit that this excited her a little. *** Taylor raced across the court and snatched the ball from a boy on the opposing team and arrowed off toward their hoop. After zigzagging around another boy he dunked the ball, much to the other teams disappointment. His friends patted him on the back as he went to sit on the bleachers. He had been playing nonstop for a while now and was sweaty and hot. Because it was the day before Christmas break, the school schedule was altered and they had two hours in P.E., so he decided to take a short rest. He spotted Kayla as he walked to sit down and made sure to pass right in front of her on the way to his destination. He had noticed her interest in him the past few weeks. Taylor sat about 10 feet away from where Kayla conversed with her friends and glanced over at her. She was wearing a slightly low-cut powder blue sweater, and a jean skirt that showed just enough of her legs to make him a bit warmer than he already was… one place in particular. But by far, her best feature was her eyes; wonderfully blue and clear, and topped by soft curvy eyebrows. Currently, Taylor had three girls he was going out with, none of which went to his school, and none of which knew he had other girls. They were all black… He figured it was time for something new. *** Kayla had stopped paying attention to Kyra and Jacob’s Christmas Break chatter when Taylor had walked by, passing so close that she had felt the air move in his wake. She glanced over at him, admiring how his muscles showed through the white wife beater and dark blue gym shorts he was wearing. While she was observing this, he made eye contact. Kayla, blushing, turned back around and pretended to be involved in the conversation. His eyes were so intense. Jacob noticed her blush and her distraction. “Kayla? Yoo-hoo… Wake up!” he said as she shook herself back to reality. “What did you say?” Kayla blinked. Kyra laughed, “You’re all red and you’re staring into space with this weird look on you’re face.” “What? Oh… um, it's nothing. Hey I’ll be right back, I’m gonna go get some water.” Kayla got up and headed toward the double doors that lead to the locker room hallway. It was a short hall, the only rooms off of it were the athlete’s locker rooms and the weight-lifting room, and all were empty and quiet. Reveling in the silence compared to the very noisy gym, she took a deep breath and let it out. As she walked to the fountain she thought about the look Taylor had given her. Was it possible he knew? She hadn't told anyone, so if he had noticed then he would've had to have been watching her as well, a thought that interested her greatly. *** Taylor had seen Kayla get up and make her way to the hall, his gaze focused on her hips as she walked. Nice ass he observed, deciding to follow. He was going to get her all worked up into a lather for him. He didn’t know if she had a boyfriend or not, but he didn’t care. He would fuck him up good if he got in the way. As he walked through the double doors she bent down to drink. Doing so caused her skirt to hike up a few more inches in the back, revealing even more of her legs to him and causing a familiar burning in his loins. He wanted a challenge, some resistance, and he figured with Kayla that’s what he would get. Taylor had heard that Kayla was a bit conservative, but he was sure that with the right tactics he could make a gap in that barrier. No one could say no to him, not for long anyway. He smiled as he quietly walked up behind her. According to the people that new her, Kayla was a virgin, and they always had the best reactions… *** While she was drinking from the fountain, Kayla was startled to feel as if there was a presence near her. She looked between her legs at the floor behind her, and saw a pair of Nikes, out of which came some lean but nicely built legs, the bottom fabric of dark blue shorts barely visible before her skirt obstructed her view. Taylor had followed her? Her stomach fluttered. As she was lifting her head from the fountain, she felt a hand gently slide up her leg underneath her skirt and another hand rest itself on her hip. She froze. The one hand stroked her inner thy, and then slid up even farther to rhythmically smooth over her panties. She felt a warmth build up in between her legs. Kayla knew she should walk away, but this had never happened to her before (most guys knew where she stood on this kind of thing), and she was intrigued. She stifled a noise of alarm as the hand slipped inside her underwear, slowly massaging her clit. Her knees began to weaken. Why wasn‘t she doing anything about it? Any other guy would have been kneed in the groin by now. At the same time she was thinking this she found herself wanting more, and it sickened her that she could be so easily influenced. At that moment a finger slid into her, not very far, but it surprised her enough. Her legs trembled, but Kayla grabbed the edges of the water fountain and slowly straightened herself up, trying to look undaunted and uninterested. She turned to face him and as she opened her mouth to speak was met with those intense dark eyes. Taylor placed two fingers over her mouth signaling her to be quiet, then looked her up and down. She should leave. Kayla whirled and started towards the gym doors, but a firm grip closed on her arm just above the elbow, jerking her to a stop. She was slowly pulled back toward him and held against his chest. *** Kayla was definitely a virgin. Taylor wrapped his arms around the girl. She was shaking, and he didn’t want her to be afraid of him. He ordinarily wouldn’t mind it too much. Actually it excited him when girls were just a little afraid, but it wouldn’t be good for her to get away and go tell a coach or something, so he had to calm her down just enough so that wouldn’t happen. He could tell that she was into him though, by the way she breathed and how warm she had gotten from just that slight fingering. He stood with her like this for a short while until he judged that she wasn’t likely to run off. The top of Kayla’s head came just at his chin, and he could feel her soft breasts pressing on his chest, feel the rapid beating of her heart, smell the fragrance of her shampoo. Taylor smoothed her hair with one hand, her nervousness and innocence turning him on more and more. She tried another escape attempt, but didn’t even get two feet away from him before she was back in his grasp. With a finger, he turned Kayla’s chin up to face him. Fear was in her eyes, and she had the look of an animal trying to figure out the best way to escape a trap. But there was something else in there that made him smile slightly: curiosity. *** Kayla could barely comprehend what was going on she was so shaken. She had already tried to get away, and he was too strong for her to overpower, but she didn’t want to yell for her friends…how would this look? It would be all over the school in a matter of hours if anyone found out, even a coach. Besides, wasn’t it possible that nothing that serious would happen? Maybe he just wanted to… make out… right? Then, still holding her eyes level with his, he said, “Alright… yo name is Kayla…”. Her stomach flipped. How does he know my name? “But do ya know my name?” he asked as one of his hands slid into her panties again. Kayla nodded slowly, never taking her eyes from his own . A grin spread over his face as he said softly and a bit teasingly, “Oh really? What is it?”. Kayla was trying very hard to concentrate, but she was getting wet, both because of the sound of his deep voice that radiated through her when he spoke, and the hand in her underwear that was making its presence ever more noticeable. “Tay-”, she gasped and clinched her teeth as his finger found a particularly good spot, “…lor…” she breathed, noticing the amused smile on his face. “Good… remember that.” Suddenly he swung her up into his arms and headed toward the weight-lifting room. *** There were mirrors on every wall from floor to ceiling, and the floors had rubber mats on them. The equipment had padded seats and benches. He didn’t have to worry too much about getting caught either, as no one ever came in here except on Mondays and Wednesdays. They had over an hour left in P.E. and he didn’t have to rush, so he thought he better start out slow. What he considered slow anyway. He looked down at Kayla and saw that she was checking out the mirrors, a worried look on her face. She was breathing shallowly, and it was easy to see she was nervous and taken aback by what was happening to her. What‘s happening to her… Taylor thought smiling to himself. Her stress would make it all the better for both of them. She’d be like a coil wound tight. He took a short moment and studied the way the light hit her hair and the way her eyes sparkled, the way her chest moved up and down when she breathed. He had over an hour alone with her. Taylor set Kayla on her feet with her back against a wall. He pressed himself upon her, pinning her to the wall as he kissed her. He wanted her to feel his hardness. With one hand always on her shoulder to keep her from moving, the other hand traveled all over her body. First it would be in her hair, and then it would travel down her neck to her breasts, where it would spend some time caressing them through her shirt. Taylor could feel her responding to him. The heat radiating from her, the wetness in her underwear, her ragged breath all evidence that her body was enjoying this even as she pressed her hands against his chest as if to push him away. With the one hand still on her shoulder, he made to lift up her shirt and remove it. “Get… off!“ Kayla grunted finally getting a hold of herself as her hands flew down to grasp the bottom hem, holding it in place. Swiftly and before she could even blink, Taylor grabbed each of her wrists and slammed them against the mirror covered wall, pinning them beside her head. Her response was to pale a bit and breath even heavier… good. It needed to be established that he was in control. He looked her straight in the eye and put on a cocky grin. He wanted this, and she was going to cooperate. “So you gonna be feisty huh? I like feisty. It makes things so much more enjoyable…” *** Taylor’s voice trailed away as he kissed her again with renewed hunger. Kayla’s heart was racing, her mind struggling to keep up as a river of sensuality washed her thoughts away. How could she get away? And from somewhere in the back of her mind came the nagging question: Did she really want to? Even if she tried he’d catch her, and he seemed to have a temper… It would probably make things worse for her. Besides, she was finding it harder and harder to think straight as his kisses got to her. Taylor’s tongue played with hers, then he moved to nibble her ear and she let out a quiet, breathy moan in spite of herself. He released one of her wrists and went for her shirt hem again. This time she didn’t move, she didn’t dare. Slowly he lifted up her sweater and pulled it over her head, her brunette hair falling back about her like a silken shower, and then proceeded to unclasp her white bra. He laughed, her nipples were already hard as they could get. “You like this huh? Someone’s not as angelic as they think they are”. She blushed horribly and squirmed in his grasp, trying her best to avoid looking at him. He was treating this as if it was a game, just laughing and using almost no effort at all to hold her when she tried to wiggle away. Her heart kept fluttering, and she was sure it was loud enough for the whole school to hear it. Then she inhaled sharply; he was cupping her right breast in his hand, stroking her nipple with his thumb. She put her one free hand against him and pushed, but he just chuckled and whispered in her ear, “You can fight it all you want baby, but you’ll beg for mo before it‘s ova”. His mouth replaced his hand, and he licked, suckled and kissed her, going from first one breast to the other. She found herself thinking that this was torture. The sensation between her legs was rising more and more and her back slowly arched as he sucked. Before she even knew what she was doing her free hand slid down and underneath her skirt. Just as her hand encountered the wetness, Taylor’s slid down and pulled hers back up. He held it in front of her face as if to show her that she really was enjoying this, and she looked shamefacedly away. Taylor pulled her from the wall and pushed her to the floor (not without protest from her) so she was lying on her back. She tried to sit back up, but he straddled her waist and pushed her back down. Almost immediately the heat flared stronger between Kayla’s legs, bringing with it that indescribable need. Taylor pushed her long hair off of her chest and then… he sat there. He sat, and watched her. Kayla felt herself start turning red and averted her eyes. She couldn’t look at him; she had to focus on something else. Anything else. To her dismay, the first object her eyes encountered was a mirror. She saw her vulnerable position, saw his body on top of hers, saw the whole situation fully for the first time. Goosebumps covered her skin. “You ever been fucked by a black guy?“ he inquired nonchalantly, even though he knew the answer. Kayla, startled by the abruptness of the question, barely managed to shake her head. ”Virgin…” she stammerd. “Aww,” he cooed, “you innocent ain’t you baby. Shame you wont be fo too much longer.” The need increased. When Taylor reached for her skirt Kayla grasped his wrists, her mind still clinging to the idea that maybe she could stop him, but he easily cut her grip and chuckled at her spirit. He reached for her skirt again, and, yet again her hands caught his. This time however he quickly laced his fingers with hers and bent her hands back, eliciting a pained yelp from her. He leaned forward and started to kiss her neck and chest and she wiggled, but found herself unable to fend him off. It didn’t take long for her to stop squirming and little by little become aware of the sensations she was getting. Kayla could hear his breathing, she could feel his warm, strong hands, caressing and touching all the right places at all the right times, his dark skin glistened in the light from the one window high up on the wall. Her arousal was heightening as his hands moved down to her lower stomach and his fingers trailed over her hot skin. As he removed his shirt he started whispering, telling her how sexy she was, telling how happy he could make her. His voice always soft, always deep and comforting, but never leaving any doubt that he was dominant. His hands massaged her neck and chest as she closed her eyes. A soft sound escaped her lips, and when his hands found their way to her skirt once again she didn’t even notice. She felt the chill air hit her skin as he slipped off her skirt and underwear in one motion. He paused and a surprised expression passed over his face when he saw that she kept herself hairless. He nodded his approval before continuing and slowly ran a hand over the soft smooth skin. Involuntarily she pushed into his hand, trying to achieve more contact. Taylor was kissing her almost violently now as he slipped off his pants and boxers. Kayla felt a flash of pain, accompanied by an odd tingle as he bit down where her neck met with her shoulder. She shuddered. It all felt so good to her. She gradually started to kiss him back, forgetting that she was in the school weight-room against her will with a guy she had never even talked to. *** Taylor couldn’t help but smile to himself when she finally began kissing him, enjoying the feel of her fingers across his bare back. She was breaking. He had known she would. This was the fun part for him, the chase and the persuasion. Oh the act itself was good too, but it was so much better for the whole thing to be drawn out. Taylor let his hands trail over her breasts again and felt her arch beneath him, then let his fingertips lightly brush over her ribs and sides. At this her side muscles flinched , and he made a mental note. Obviously he had found a ticklish spot. He positioned the head of his cock right at her opening, and let it even touch a little, but he wouldn’t go in. Not yet. The object was for her to admit she wanted it. Almost immediately and much sooner than he’d expected he felt it. Damn I’m good… he thought to himself. Her hips flexed subtly, trying to get down onto him, but he pulled ever so slightly away and continued to nibble and bite and lick like she hadn’t done anything. She moved again, her hands traveling down. Taking one of her wrists in each of his hands he pinned them above her head. He touched the head to her again and she responded by trying to get around him once more. He stopped kissing her and looked down at her. Kayla opened her eyes and glanced up at him, a strained look to her features. She was trying her hardest now not to be turned on, not to respond, he could tell, but her body was betraying her. Her breathing was hampered and she fixed her eyes on the ceiling, trying to ignore him. Yet again he pressed his cock lightly against her opening and watched as she closed her eyes, her mouth tightening into a grim line. Her abdomen muscles tensed and he sensed her torment. He brushed his lips lightly over hers and whispered, “Do you want it?”. *** Kayla’s blood was racing as she tried to control herself. Her brain was telling her to say no. She didn’t know him. What if someone walked in? Her pride was telling her to say no as well. She shouldn’t let someone force himself on her. That meant she was weak. Her body on the other hand was eagerly trying to override all of that. The feelings that flowed through her were undeniable. She needed to be touched. Now. She was aching with it, and here he was, playing games with her head. She almost wished he wouldn’t ask, that he’d just go ahead, that way it wouldn’t be her fault. “Ill ask again,” he said, “You want it?” His only reply was the tears building in her eyes. She tried unsuccessfully to blink them away. He bent down and, still holding her hands above her head, kissed her passionately and nuzzled her cheek while his manhood once again applied pressure to her pussy. He then slid up and brushed her clit, sending a spasm through her. She nodded once, not believing what she was doing. She was giving up her virginity. He looked at her, a smile playing over his features at his victory. “What was that?” he said, his voice devilishly soft now and with an undertone of dark humor. “Yes…“ she breathed. Taylor cocked an eyebrow but otherwise didn’t move. Kayla wanted to scream. Did she have to say it? “…Please…“ she ventured. No response. “Please…” she said again, humiliated. “I need…“ she stopped herself from completing the thought. He leaned down, his proximity bringing heavier waves of want to her, and quieter still he said, “I told you you’d beg”. Slowly, ever so slowly he started to slide into her. Kayla whimpered, adrenaline pumping through her body as she realized what it meant to feel full. Taylor smiled at her helplessness, and not a second after her realization he plunged into her with full force, causing her to gasp and buck at the shock wave that flashed through her. Taylor held still for a moment and gave her time to concentrate on what she felt. He wanted her paying complete and total attention to what his dick was doing between her legs. When he moved, he pumped hard, each thrust getting just a bit deeper inside of her. Kayla cried out as they got stronger. She struggled with her hands, needing to grip something, but he was still pinning them above her cruelly, denying her that need. Her breathing became irregular and even more ragged, and she started to move her hips with him. She could feel a searing heat spreading all over her body, moving from her abdomen to her toes and all the way back up to her fingertips, and causing a glistening layer of sweat to appear in it’s wake. She started to experience small muscle spasms in her legs and stomach and still he went on relentlessly. He was breathing heavily as well, though not making the racket that she was. Kayla felt herself being pushed toward the edge as his cock time and again steadily slammed into her, but just before she went over, he stopped completely. She opened her eyes and looked incredulously at him as she gasped for breath. An arrogant smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. He was still in her, very far actually, for his balls were up against her. He shifted his hips slightly to tease her, and she glared at him. She could feel him in her, and she could feel the waiting orgasm just out of reach, then, she felt it start to fade. She flexed her hips, trying to get it back, and bit her lip in frustration. It was unfair. He had made her go through all of this and she didn’t even get to relieve herself. Taylor was still smiling, amusement dancing in his brown eyes as her eyebrows came together in torment. If this was any other guy (one without such a temper) and her hands had been free, she would‘ve slapped him. Then, very slowly, he started to move again, grinding his hips with hers, never speeding up, just keeping a constant pressure and pace. Kayla felt the orgasm returning, though it was building much more slowly…and strongly. She tried to speed it up, but he grinned and cautioned her. “It’ll be better if it comes slow…” he said smoothly, leaning down to kiss her neck, “…I bet you can’t hold it”. “I can,” she said in a defiant, breathless whisper. Maybe not… She could feel it there, every time he moved even the slightest bit, the pressure built more until it was unbearable. Her whole body ached with it and she was sure that there was no possible way to keep it down. How long am I supposed to hold it?! She thought. *** Taylor continued to grind, savoring it all, watching the expressions on her face. He could feel her walls tightening, exerting more pressure on his cock. He was having some difficulty holding himself back from finishing them both off, she was doing pretty well considering it was her first time. His skin started to tingle and burn, sweat glistened all over his body. Suddenly he felt what he had been waiting for, the unexplainable feeling just before climax. She was about to cum and bring him along with her. He watched as her eyes closed and she clinched her fists, and laughed to himself even as the first waves of ecstasy rolled over him. She was still trying to fight it even though she knew it was impossible. Then she came. Her skin flushed and she let out a long breathy moan that was joined by his sigh as she pulled him along.

My name is Larissa and my dad is an asshole. I'm 18, born and raised in Fort Lauderdale Florida. Today is Sunday and my friend Linda and I take our bikes down to Hollywood Beach to ride on the broadwalk. At Margaritaville I see my dad and his receptionist having cocktails at the pool bar. He is supposed to be playing golf with his asshole buddies like he always does on Sunday. A bit of explanation. Apparently my mom and dad were really popular in high school and college. My dad got a degree in accounting, then his CPA license and opened up his own office. My mom graduated with an English degree, passed the bar and works part time as an immigration attorney. My mom's parents are from Colombia and her ability to speak Spanish and English means that she has no shortage of clients in South Florida. Back to my Dad. His accounting practice is very successful due to all his college buddies using him for their accounting, plus his cheap labor. He hires freshly graduating accounting students and pays them almost nothing because in the accounting business you need to have some experience. He shows them what to do and then just checks it over before sending it out and billing the client. He lords over them at his office like he does to us at home. He thinks that his responsibility is to be the provider, put a roof over our head and pay the bills. However my mom makes just as much as he does but he doesn't get it. He goes to happy hour after work with who knows who and wants dinner on the table at 8 O'clock. After dinner he goes to the theatre room and watches TV until he goes to bed. The next day he gets up, goes to the gym, to breakfast and then to work. He is gone from 6 am until 8 pm every day. Saturdays he usually goes fishing with his buddy who has a large sport-fishing boat and Sunday, like I said, it's always golfing. I think he married my mom because she is Hispanic and he figured that she would cook and clean and be a humble little wifey. The fact that she is smart and capable was a plus to him but his machismo led him to believe that he could do, as the man of the house, whatever he wants. Well he is dead wrong on that account. I have had several conversations with my mom and she is really angry and unhappy with their marriage. His lack of interest in her and everything else is not something that she ever thought would happen. They go out a couple times a month on Saturday night, usually to a concert or some other event and dinner, and out to dinner a couple times a week but that's the extent of their relationship. My mom is a very loving person and needs way more support and intimacy than she is getting from my dad. I asked her if she has spoken to him about it but he is unresponsive. I have a younger brother, Jason, and my mom won't break up the family worried what that would do to him. We have a great life on the outside. We live in Rio Vista on the water that leads to Port Everglades and the Atlantic ocean. Right across the little bridge is Las Olas with restaurants and shops and pretty much anything you could want. I'm studying at Broward College, taking Pre-Law classes because I want to be a lawyer like my mom. She has taught me Spanish, it's all we speak at home to make sure that I am fluent. My dad doesn't like it but tunes us out anyway so what the fuck. The funny thing is that while I inherited my curvy figure from my mom, my hair is blonde like the rest of my dad's Nordic family. I have a boyfriend. His name is Jonathan but everyone calls him Jake. He is totally cool. Tall, slender muscular, smart and blond like me, he is a real looker. He dresses well and a suit just makes him look like a movie star but he doesn't care. He loves to surf and is studying marine biology. Money doesn't interest him, it's all about happiness. He doesn't want a work/life dilemma to balance. He says that if you do what you love, you will never have to work a day in your life. I love that about him. Plus, is chiseled good looks, cleft chin, washboard abs and a nine inch dick help too. So I see my dad and Marta sharing a bottle of wine on the beach Sunday afternoon and just don't get it. Marta is Cuban and looks pretty much like my mom, only 20 years younger. WTF? My mom is a total fox, why would you have to cheat? You have a smart, gorgeous, sexy woman who loves you waiting at home and you have to cheat with your employee? I pull my bike over where he cant see me and hand Linda my cell phone to take some pictures just in case I need to convince anyone about what I saw. When Linda hands me the phone back I check the pictures and one is perfect. My dad and Marta are an inch away from kissing and her nipples are poking our from her shirt in an obvious state of arousal. My dad has lust in his eyes. I suppose that they have a room at the hotel to fuck in. I'm pretty pissed off and Linda can tell so we continue riding south to the end where the broad-walk veers away from the beach and she suggests that we go for a swim. We lock up the bikes, go down to the water, strip off our shorts and tee shirts down to our swimsuits and walk to the water. I know everyone thinks that because I am latina that I'm supposed to wear a skimpy thong bikini and show off my tits and ass but I don't want to. Firstly, I don't think the sun is good for my skin and secondly my body is so friggin ripe that people just stare. Not just the guys, even the women watch me. I wore a fairly modest two piece to swim in the pool at Linda's country club and she told me that it wasn't appropriate. It's not me or the suit, just the two of us together. She was worried that all the teen age boys would have to run someplace to masturbate. So today I have the cutest swimsuit that I ordered from Venus online. It's a bohemian one piece and although it gives me some cover you will never mistake me for a boy. Linda is wearing the hottest two piece. She has an acquaintance that makes them custom for her. This one is emerald green and the part that connects the front and back together is a gold chain on her hips and the top has the same accent holding the two front triangles together. She is blond also but her figure is lean and athletic so she can afford to show it off a bit without going over the edge. I get out the Neutrogena Beach Defense sunscreen lotion and begin to rub it on Linda. This lotion is the best. It is expensive but worth it. I start with her neck and shoulders then her back. I do the back of her legs and she turns to face me. I start on the front of her shoulders and she puts her hands out for me to squirt some for her. I sigh. I know she is a little horn doggy and give in. Soon we are face to face rubbing lotion on each other. She does it because she loves to be an exhibitionist and because she is proud to have a hot girlfriend. As she rubs the lotion on my neck, she pulls me forward and I know a kiss is inevitable. I want it too, but because she is always so horny I like to fake reluctance just to make her want it more. She presses her lips to mine and starts to slide her huge tongue into my mouth. I have a pretty large tongue but hers is enormous. I have a couple pictures on my phone of her tongue where she is sticking it out and you just can't believe how big it is. I suck on it and get wet immediately. It turns me on that much. I push her off of me and after we get finished slathering each other up we go into the water. We doggy paddle with our heads out of the water and get to the sandbar maybe twenty five yards offshore. There aren't many people at the south end of Hollywood beach. With no shops or lifeguards most people are farther north. It is a perfect day. The crystal clear water is refreshing without being chilly, and the waves are just a small swell. I dive under water and skim along the white sand bottom. I come up and Linda follows me. We get back to chest deep water and she comes up to me from behind and wraps her arms and legs around me. She starts squeezing my 36C boobs and I don't stop her. I know that she would love to kiss my neck but for the sunscreen. My nipples get aroused and she pinches them and rolls them between her thumb and forefinger. She licks my ear lobe and while tweaking my left nipple with her left hand manages to slide her right hand under my swimsuit and onto my pussy. She is such a little sneak. I don't know how she does it but I love it anyway. She takes her forefinger and middle finger and placing one on each side of the little hood covering my clit begins to stroke me gently up and down. Damn, this girl knows how to seduce me. It's hard to get wet in the salt water of the ocean but I do it anyway. As I get aroused, Linda slips her middle finger into my eager pussy and begins to finger fuck me right there, in the water at a public beach. She knows that once I get like this I am powerless to resist her and she always takes advantage of me in this condition. She pinches my left nipple, which has grown to about an inch long and a quarter of an inch in diameter. She slides two fingers into me and I know that an orgasm is impending. I reach behind me and grab her pussy with my hand and before I can finger her also the first waves of my orgasm start. I turn my head around and our lips come together. That sends me over the edge. I start to shake and the power of my orgasm takes over. I start to come down from the rush and continue to kiss her. I mutter into her mouth, “I love you:. After a minute to allow me to recover, she turns me around to face me and starts kissing me again. She wraps her legs around my waist and I reach down to fondle her pussy. Linda slips off her bikini bottom arches her back to allow me better access. I put my thigh between her legs and she starts to hump it but I remember that we have sunscreen on and don't want it to hurt her pussy, so I put my hand back down there and not so gently squeeze her entire pubic mound. She knows that I am teasing her and whispers in my ear, “One day I'm going to fucking kill you, you fucking bitch!” With that being said I slide my middle finger into her waiting pussy. She gasps and I start rubbing her clit with my thumb. Once I have her where I want her I try to stick a finger on my other hand into her tight little pink asshole but without any lube I can't do it. So I just caress her asshole instead while I finger fuck her with my other hand. I know that she is getting close and I know what it takes to push her over the edge. Start fucking her mouth with my tongue like a guy would do with a dick. I feel her clench around my fingers and she actually starts crying on my shoulder as her orgasm wracks her body. I hold her and when she is finished I lick the tears from her cheeks. She doesn't tell me that she loves me but I know that she does. We get out of the ocean and we are too spent to continue so we sit just above where the waves lap upon the sand and rest. A hot middle aged couple walk by, I'm guessing like 50, and the guys is staring at us with obvious interest and his wife? doesn't seem to mind. They stop and he asks, “How is the water?” Since it is afternoon the sun is behind us and I get a good look at the couple. He is in pretty good shape and I figure him for a tennis player. He is tall, but not to tall, muscular, but slender and has an open honest face. His wife is a trophy. A gym bod for sure, natural curves and just an elegant beautiful woman. “Amazing!” I tell them. “Perfect, you should go in.” The lady says, “Good idea.” and lifts off her white lace cover-up and displays an amazing body. He takes off his tee shirt, hat and sunglasses and displays his flat tummy. “We saw you swimming. Would you like to go in again?” It then dawned on me that they know what Linda and I had been up to and were wanting us to join them for a little sandbar fun too. Linda interjects, “Maybe another time, but we really need to get going.” He introduces himself, “I'm Mike and this is my wife Camille. Pleased to meet you. We live right over there and if you are here next weekend I would like to invite you to use our pool. What do you say?” Camille says, “ Oh yes, if you want to stop by, we would love to get to know you.” I get out my phone, “give me your number.” Camille does and I dial her number. I tell her that when she sees my call to add it to her contacts and that my name is Larissa and my friend is Linda. They go into the water and we watch as they swim for a minute and soon Camille is straddling Mike facing me and it's obvious that they are fucking. She makes a display of it licking her lips and enjoying herself. “Oh My God!”, Linda exclaims, “He is boning her!” It's time for us to leave so we blow kisses at Camille and make no effort to disguise the fact that we know she and Mike are fucking. We ride our bikes back to the Sheridan Street parking lot to Linda's truck. She has a Toyota 4-runner four wheel drive with big tires and a trailer hitch mount on back for the bike rack. It is a bad ass truck. It gets terrible gas mileage and the ride is hard but it is so fucking cool. She takes me home and there is a note that my mom and brother are clothes shopping at the mall and will be home later. With my dad banging his mistress we have the house to ourselves. We sprint to my wing. I have the second master bedroom with an on-suite bath and french doors leading to a private patio area. We strip, get into the shower and start soaping each other up. I kiss her and plunge my tongue into her mouth as far as I can and she eagerly sucks it hard. We rinse off and I have her sit on the vanity stool so that I can brush and blow dry her hair. I have adopted my submissive mode and she knows it. When I am done she gives me a thank you kiss and leaves the bathroom. I blow dry my hair and when I go into the bedroom she has already donned her leather daddy outfit. A series of leather straps surround her body and she has the fetish fantasy double delight already strapped on. It is a vibrating double ender that is in her and the other end for her to fuck me with. On the bed is the outfit that she has chosen for me. Stockings, garter belt, crotchless panties and a sheer bra. As I slide the black stockings on she watches me while lubing up the purple dildo-cock sticking out from her leather harness. I know what is in store for me and I shudder with anticipation. She dangles the last item for me to wear. A pair of black high heel shoes with ankle straps. As I bend down to put them on she shoves me to the Berber carpet. I turn sideways to continue putting on my slut shoes as she goes into my closet and finds the final item, a black leather riding crop. I know the drill. Without saying a word she waves the crop indicating that she wants me to get in front of the full length mirror and present myself to her. I do so biting my lower lip. I don't know how hard it will be this time. I feel my pussy swelling with fear and anticipation. My big nipples are so hard that they are sore. “Bend over and grab your ankles.” I do and the first strike of the crop lashes across my ass. She gives me 6 more, our routine, seven the lucky number. “The panties” She orders. I take too long and in her impatience I feel her rip them down to my thighs and the head of the dildo-cock pressing against my swollen pussy lips. “I'm not going to fuck you, bitch. You are going to fuck me. Do you understand that?” “Yes, Madam” I gasp. “What do you want?” “To fuck you” “Then do it, bitch” I shove back and after some resistance the dildo-cock slides into my pussy. Linda doesn't move. She expects me to impale myself on her fake dick, so I do. I hump against it and the vibrator is hitting me right in the best spot when she sticks her finger in my ass and grabs my hair and pulls it hard. I push back onto her strap on and bury it into my pussy and as I do I feel her grab my waist and press against me tight and I know that she is going to cum at the same time as me. I hold off as best as I can until I feel her shudder and say, “Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck, I'm Coming. Oh Fuck Oh Fuck Oh fuck.” I'm cumming too and she pitches forward pinning me face down on the bed and resting on top of me. We don't stir for a long couple of minutes and then she gently slides the big purple dildo-cock out of my and cuddles me from behind. “You are the best fuck that I've ever had”, she tells me. I don't say anything because I don't want this to ever end. She unstraps the double ender and eases it out of her pussy and tosses it the the end of the bed. The sheets are wet with lube, pussy juice and saliva and the room smells like it just hosted an orgy. I turn over, grab her by the neck and kiss her fiercely. I'm pushing my tongue into her mouth as deep as I can when I hear my bedroom door open. Jason is standing in the door with his mouth wide open. I look around and realize how bad this looks. I'm in lingerie, Linda is in leather and there is a monster double ended vibrator dildo on the bed. I have to give him credit, he says “I didn't know anyone was home. I just came in to borrow a phone charger. I'm sorry. ” He backs out and closes the door.

They got my "Goat" Never Again…It was a “one time” thing Goats I and II One of those quiet days…all the family off to the store and the mall to go “malling.” Me? All alone with some coffee in the kitchen. A very nice morning. Me? In my house dress and nothing more…nothing more needed…I wasn’t going anywhere but did go somewhere…just one time. I took my drink to the back yard and sat on the porch…it was one of those very quiet mornings. Into the back wandered two goats which I thought was strange…they began to nibble on some of the garden foliage and then one jumped on the back of the other and started fucking…a nice dick coming out and soon entering the rear of the other goat which let out a squeal…of pleasure. The act was soon finished. I was only 15 at the time and just beginning to explore my own body…loving the feel of hands on my cunt which had a nice bush of hair…watching the goats was exciting. After the male finished its fucking its dick hung out. I watched it hang there, throbbing. I don’t know what happened to me but I was on my feet and walking over to the male goat…he saw me and walked toward me…his pink dick swinging from side to side as he did… I hadn’t seen goats fucking before and his dick was a nice size and shape and dripping. He came to me and I reached for him…he stood still as I grabbed his goat dick for just a feel…it felt hot and throbbing in my hand…the tip of the dick still oozing from the fucking it had done…it wet my hand…I tasted it…strange taste…the goat looked up at me…I began stroking the dick which got really stiff and I kept rubbing stroking… Then, I don’t know why, but I walked back to the porch…the goat following me…I looked back and the goat was right there…his dick still out and throbbing and I leaned against the porch, lifting my house dress, exposing my bare ass and the goat sniffed at me. I felt my cunt. I was cool and also very wet from the scene I had witnessed…from feeling the goat’s cock…from the quiet and private scene in the back yard…I was hot and the goat sniffed at me again…giving my ass and cunt a little goat lick. It was terribly wrong, I knew that, but I was terribly hot and my body was on fire…I was breathing hard now and leaned over with my ass up for another sniff and another lick…the goat did just that…I was wondering if his cock would fit and I took hold of the cock which was stiff and put it at me…the goat moved to me as I had hold of his vitals. I positioned myself…positioned that hot cock…I needed cock just then…even a goat’s cock and wondered…would nature take over…could this be done. I had played with my dog and gotten his cock out of its sheath…sucked that cock while the dog was licking my cunt and ass and it was wonderful…nothing better. Then I would get the dog to push his cock into me for a great come. But this was a goat in the backyard and I was so hot…I didn’t know where my dog was and I needed fucking and coming…the goat was here and now and I didn’t want to wait for release…I held the goat’s cock motioning it to me a little more…just a little more…please goat! And then he moved closer and I could feel the tip of the goat’s cock on my lips. I held that cock against me, rubbing the tip on my wet cunt lips. Please, goat, do your thing…fuck me goat just like you know you can do…I was teasing the tip of the goat’s cock on me…back and forth…back and forth…if the goat wasn’t going to make a move then I was going to make a move and I moved my ass closer to the cock. I wanted fucking just now. Then, thank goodness, the goat finally got the hint and moved closer, then the goat’s cock pulsed some more and I pulled it into my cunt lips…it was in the right position…come on goat…do your thing…and the goat let out a little grunt…I grunted too as the cock began its thrusting into me…it was going in now and deeply in…Oh! The thrusting of that cock…it set me on fire…I felt it plunging into me…it was hot and stiff and fucking me now…I lifted to each thrust and my face was flush…I prayed we wouldn’t be interrupted…please family continue your joys at the mall and let my goat…uhhhh…let this goat fuck me, give me my joy and make me sweat…I held on to the porch steps as the goat was now in earnest and fucking me hard…pushing my face against the steps…OH! MY! GAWD!…each thrust and it was in my throat…I reached back to feel…I pulled my ass cheeks apart so that delicious cock would get deeper…I was on fire, in heat, in delirium…then it was over…the goat had left…I laid there my face on the steps…cooling…cooling where I had been so hot. Finally, I turned and sat and looked in the yard…both goats were gone. It was so quiet and my cunt was oozing and still throbbing. It was a one time thing I thought but would have the memory of the time in the back yard to keep me hot on many other mornings or putting myself to sleep on many nights. I knew I had been naughty…but “naughty” was sure nice! “Goating Part II” I was exhausted from my little accidental goat experience and was still on my knees in the back yard, my dress still up over my ass, the air felt so good on my wet cunt and I was breathing down but my mind was dizzy. I had worked or practiced on my body and knew how to make myself come really hard, making my toes flex and my body resonate. I was thinking about all of that in the quiet of my backyard and enjoying the quiet in the yard. I knew my time with a goat might not happen again…I didn’t know anyone who owned goats and, even if I did, what would I say: “Excuse me but can I borrow your male goat?” I didn’t think that was going to happen anytime soon or anytime at all…I would luxuriate with my memories and the hot, frantic thrustings of goat cock into little girl cunt and the groans and squeals we shared in those few moments…when the goat came in me I felt hot bursts of come and I felt heated up because the ejaculant was very hot. Maybe the goat had been in the sun, I didn’t know, but now I was resting, coming down from the unexpected pleasures I was so grateful to have enjoyed. What more wonderful thing could happen when family had left me completely alone, in my little, spare housedress…so naked and sexy underneath. I feel my clothing rubbing my little hairs and my little breasts all stirring me to wet and horny…it was exciting to be naked under my dress and when boys or men would come to visit us it made me hot and trembly all over teasing myself at what the boys and men would think if they knew how close they were to my naked body. Once, early in the year, we had visitors…friends of my parents including a 16 year old boy. Me in my housedress and my imagination running wild. The boy and I were shooed into the backyard so the parents could talk more freely…grown up stuff…and the two of us went out in the yard. He was shy. I’m shy. But it was the awkward boy/girl shy which was its own kind of excitement. I knew what he was thinking: “Here’s a pretty girl.” And I knew what I was thinking: “The two of us are all alone with only tiniest and most flimsy material separating his hands and maybe his penis from my body. I was hoping the wind would blow up my dress…let him get a look, go red in the face, reach for me, tell me I’m pretty (which of course I am) and I took his hand and said: “Let’s walk to the barn.” His hand was soft and warm and as we walked to the barn his hand brushed against my leg…I think he could feel I was naked…no panty line…no bra straps showing from shoulders…you know, all the things to make a boy hard as a fucking rock. Did I say “fucking?” What a naughty girl I was then…even then when I was young. I liked fucking and licking and sucking and all the things that would excite me, make a boy hard just with my sucking and make him go soft after. I felt empowered at what I could do to any boy, any man…animals were more work…you had to play and fiddle and teach them what to do. I think a boy or man is just born knowing what to do. That time we were on the way to the barn and just as I thought would happen when we opened the barn door the whoosh of the wind blew up my dress right up above my waist. All my glorious privates were presented for the boy’s quick view. His face turned beet red and he burst into the biggest smile. We walked into the barn and he was quick to pull the door shut…he pushed me against the door and his hands went wild, his mouth kissing me and his hands all under my dress. I spread my legs for him, unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his very stiff dick. I got on my knees and got to sucking…he pulled me up and his fingers were playing me…then: “Where are you?” came a shout of Mom from the house…”We’re leaving now. Hurry up to the car!” Damn, damn, DAMN I thought. I was so close to sucking and swallowing his come and so ready to wet his fingers with my spend but we had to go. I lay there on the porch with all those sweet memories but there was nothing like being and feeling atavistic in an animal lust…no love or affection or silly stuff like that…just a hot animal fuck. Where had that goat gone anyway? And just then a cold nose on my ass…I knew that nose…my dog! It felt so cold where I was dripping the goat’s hot come oozing from my cunt. Such a contrast and exciting. I felt instantly hot again. I wasn’t finished with the afternoon’s joy after all. Then the nose probed my ass and cunt again…then that damned tongue licking me…I was somewhere else in place and time. I as nowhere but somewhere getting delirious. Another lick from the top of my clitoris, along the wet folds of my cunt…a pause and pressing…and then in between my butt cheeks pausing for the taste of my ass…he was a dirty dog and curious and loved fucking his little girl. This little girl loved nothing better than a good dog fuck with a knotting cock frantic to fuck me and splash and squirt into me. And now it wasn’t just an exciting afternoon in my yard but something to cherish and enjoy like none other…a double fucking…a double coming. My dog was stiff now and his cock slapped my legs, in between my legs…poked my leg, searching for the right place…OH!…he had just now found the “right place” and that initial entry and doggie lustful thrust. I lifted my ass to him and he had his paws holding me at my waist so I couldn’t escape…didn’t want to escape…wanted holding…which he did, his paws gripping me for full purchase of my body, my waist, my aching cunt. He thrust and thrust, frantic to bring himself off and wash my body with his hot fluids…he thrust again more anxiously…I was near and felt a little soreness at all the fucking on my porch…a good and delicious soreness…just then I wanted sore and release. I cried out: “Fuck me…hard” and he did…I lifted and moved my legs and let out noises and grunts and squirmed to receive all he had for me…then he slowed…tears were on my cheeks wetting my face as I felt him wetting me inside…I was a puddle of feelings…my whole body throbbing…he licked me clean…making me squirm some more. “Okay,” I cried, “Enough.” It was more than enough my afternoon in the yard…double pleasure, double joy, double come…he withdrew, licked my cunt and ass came up to my face, licked it. He seemed to have this exquisitely happy doggie smile…and I had an equally exquisite little girly smile. There was Heaven just now in my back yard on a quiet afternoon.

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But the reality was that with many of the client businesses closed there was only so much customer service program maintenance to do. And as much as I hated those weekly progress meetings, Zoom just wasn’t the same for exchanging ideas and moving forward with new designs and ideas. So, after three or four weeks, things started to get really boring... really, really boring. Every day was the same. I’d get up around 8:30, wash my face and brush out my hair, get dressed, and then set up my laptop so it was on the dining room table facing the curtains. At 9:00 the boss would invite us all into a Zoom meeting to “keep everyone in the loop.” After the meeting I would work a couple hours until I broke for lunch and then for two or three hours after lunch. After a couple of days, I began to suspect that the real purpose of those meetings was to make sure we were up and working and not sleeping all day. I also quickly realized that no one could see me from the waist down, so there was no need for me to put on a skirt or pull on a pair of sweat pants. A few more days and I didn’t even bother with panties. OK, yes, I sleep nude and I’m a closet exhibitionist. Being a closet exhibitionist sounds like an oxymoron but it isn’t. I would love to go walking down the middle of Main Street at noon wearing nothing but what my momma gave me. But we live in a world where there are cameras EVERYWHERE and ten seconds after I started walking, I would be posted online in all my glory. And once it’s online, it never goes away. Most people are not stupid enough to post explicit pictures on their own profiles, but HR departments are now starting to use facial recognition searches when vetting someone for a job. I want to be something more than the third member of a programming team someday. I might even want to be the head of an IT department for some big business. And having a picture of me strutting my stuff in the buff would put a big negative on my background search. I’ve occasionally done some sort-of-daring things, like wearing a relatively short skirt and no panties to work. I didn’t have to worry about it flipping up in the wind because I had a parking place on the second floor of the building I work in. It has to be really windy to get to skirt flipping where I park. One time, I took the enclosed stairway on the outside of the building rather than the elevator, but even if someone looked up at me while I was climbing the four stories to our offices, they couldn’t see anything really clearly through the windows on the stairway. And as far as I know, no one has put out an ass recognition software... yet. Meetings then were in the big conference room. I always sat at the table in the middle on the left, as usual, but I made sure that I pulled my skirt up slightly as I sat down. Then I sat there during that whole meeting with my legs spread wide. Where I sit faces the glass wall and door to the main area, but no one could actually see me unless James, the head of IT, and Maria, the number two programer stood up for some reason. I don’t know what I would have done if they did. I imagined myself sitting there in shock as everyone who was not in the meeting stared at my cunt. Actually, everyone who wasn’t in the meeting was buried out in the main area in their cubicle, but the thought still caused my juices to flow. I always had to go to the bathroom after I flashed a morning meeting just to make sure that there was nothing dribbling down my leg. It was in the middle of the third week that I started thinking about the state park that was right next to the apartment complex where I live. It is a huge park with miles and miles of hiking trails and a couple of lakes. It is usually full all summer. If I go out on my balcony, I can often hear people walking through the woods and sometimes even catch a glimpse of them. Some evenings or weekends, I would slip into the park on a small path that deer have worn between the park and the small grassy area behind our building. You have to know its there to even see it and you have to be used to following deer paths to stay on it. What I was really thinking about was an observation tower about a mile into the park. It was still labeled an observation tower on the park maps, but you couldn’t see anything from the top of it except the trees that surrounded it. When it was built many years ago, it was probably twenty or even forty feet taller than the forest, but that was many years ago and forests grow. Now the trees were at least ten feet taller than the tower. With the park closed and no one able to come in the main gates, it was the perfect place for a closet exhibitionist. One warm spring day, as soon as our Zoom meeting was over, I shut down my computer and headed for my goodie bag. Did I mention that I am also a closet bondage freak? I have several sets of handcuffs and a spreader bar and chrome plated chains and three different kinds of ball gags and, of course, two high quality timer locks. The timer locks were the most expensive things I bought, but if you are doing self-bondage you really have to trust that your locks will open. And I always use the two of them in series. What I mean is that they are both set to the same time and locked to each other as well as whatever I want to keep closed. Then BOTH locks have to fail for me to be trapped. I set one of them wrong once and would have been stuck for 34 hours rather than 4 hours if I had been using only one lock. I pulled on a pair of jogging shorts and a black t-shirt. I didn’t bother with bra or panties since everything was coming off as soon as I got to the tower anyway. I thought about just walking naked the mile to the tower, but a lot of the trail inside the park was visible from the upper floors of the apartment complex, so I waited ‘til I was at the base of the tower to strip off. I could have put everything in my goodie bag, but I didn’t want my clothing with me on the tower. So I scrunched up my t-shirt and stuffed it into one of my sneakers. That way it wouldn’t accidently get blown away or something. I did the same with the shorts in the other shoe, but less of them actually fit in the shoe. Then I set both shoes on a crossbeam that was about six feet off the ground. As I padded naked up the stairway of the tower carrying my bag, I began wishing that I had inserted one of my vibrators before I started. At the second turnaround landing for the stairway, I sat down in the wide area and inserted Mister Right. MR is my favorite vibrator. I’ve forgotten the brand name, but there is a big MR in a circle near the base so I’ve always called it Mister Right. It is slightly curved and if I put it in just right, it really hits the spot... pun intended. I’d never walked with Mister Right in place before and I only made it to the next landing before it started slipping out. I have a harness that is supposed to keep everything in place, but it really doesn’t work right unless there is a butt plug that it can connect to. I really didn’t want to walk up the rest of the stairs with a butt plug in my ass, but Mister Right had started to get things flowing and I really wanted him in place, so I got out Big Blue Monster– yes, I name all my toys. BBM is big... and blue... and it feels like a monster when it is stretching my asshole. I pushed him through the harness until it snapped back in place... sort of like my asshole does. Then I lubed Big Blue and squatted down to push him in. I was having trouble getting Big Blue in place. Maybe I was scared... or maybe I had just never tried to put him in place when I was already this turned on. Usually he goes in while I am getting myself ready for a session, not during something. I was about ready to give up when I had the idea of sitting down on the second step up from the landing. I put Big Blue Monster on the step and got him centered on my rosebud and just starting to go in, then I pulled my ass cheeks apart and sat down on him. Ouch! I’ve never pushed him in that fast before. It hurt, but in a strange sort of way it was almost like a mini-climax as he pushed in and my asshole snapped closed around the thin neck next to the base. I felt really full and really, really, horny. So I stood up, pushed Mister Right back in, got him turned just so, and then strapped the harness in place. The waistband of the harness is intentionally too small to fit around my waist, but there are laces which draw it together in the front. Those laces also fit through a metal grommet on the front of the crotch strap. If I do the laces correctly, I can cinch the waist tight and the crotch strap even tighter. I made things especially snug to keep Mister Right in place and then picked up my goodie bag and continued up the stairs. I had to stop twice on the way up to let things settle down. The Big Blue Monster was really filling me up and Mister Right was purring right where I wanted him too and my body really wanted to explode, but it wasn’t time yet. If I gave in too soon, I would usually punish myself, sometimes by spanking myself, sometimes by filling the bathtub totally full of cold water and then forcing myself to stay in it for five or ten minutes. I preferred the spankings. I hate being cold. I finally got to the top of the tower. I had been up there several times before– not naked, of course. I knew that the wooden railings were badly weathered, but the floor, which was about ten feet by ten feet, had recently been repainted. At one time, there had been a roof over the platform, but it was long gone. Four big square posts which had supported the roof, however, were still in place. It looked like they went through the floor of the platform and were, perhaps, an integral part of the tower. A really big post, like maybe 12" square came through the floor at an angle and up about two feet. Then there was like a little shelf and a 4" post went straight on up from there. There was a square frame that went all the way around the top of the four posts that had notches in it for rafters, but the roof, itself, was long gone. I had plans for those posts. I carefully laid out my chains and my restraints and my collapsible spreader bar. First I climbed up on one of the posts and looped the chain so that one side of the loop was around the top of the post and the other was in the first notch for a rafter. Then I used a screw together link to lock it tightly in place. I did the same for the other post. Holding on to the chains, I stood on the floor of the platform to see how things were fitting. I could just barely hold the chains in my fingertips when I stood flat on the floor. Next I put the leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. My cuffs weren’t exactly cheap either, but if you play these kinds of games without the proper padded cuffs you can hurt yourself... really badly. I wrapped the cuffs in place and buckled them to the proper tightness. I stood on one side and grabbed the chain again to check length. If I put the lock on the seventh link up from the end, my feet should just be able to reach the floor. I hoped that calculation was correct, because once I started, I wasn’t going to be able to make any adjustments. I sat on the floor of the platform and turned on my timer locks. I checked– and double checked– that each lock was set for three hours. I wasn’t going to be using them in series, but if something went wrong and only one lock opened, I could, maybe, override the timer and open the lock. Then I closed a lock onto each of my wrist restraints and attached a carabineer clip on each lock. Normally a carabineer is pretty easy to remove, but once I was in place, they would be stretched tight, and the only thing that was going to be able to release me was the lock opening. I was almost ready. I got out my red ball gag. It was a safety type with several air holes through it so I wouldn’t accidently choke off my air. I held it in my hands for several minutes. I’m not sure if I was trying to work up the courage to do the next step or if I was just enjoying the warm feelings I was getting looking at it. In any case, it was a while before I finally strapped it in place. It had a loop-over-and-buckle like arrangement to it, but once the strap was pulled tight, it was actually held in place with a Velcro closure. The Velcro is a lot easier to close behind your head when you are already wearing heavy restraint cuffs. I kept the spreader bar closed down to about 18" and clipped it to one ankle. I checked that the swivel and clip were working like they were supposed to and then stood next to one of the posts. I clipped the bar to the other ankle and holding onto the upper post, hopped up onto the little shelf. It was kind of hard to stand there on the narrow shelf with my feet held together, but after a couple of sways one direction or the other, I got the hang of it. Then I reached up and clipped my right wrist to the chain hanging from the top of the post. The next step was the dangerous one. I had to jump from one post to the other. I had tried it a couple of times before and made the three foot jump pretty easily, but my feet weren’t locked together and one hand wasn’t chained above my head. I stood bouncing my knees for a long time working up the guts to actually jump. Then suddenly I was in the air and my left foot was landing on the little shelf and my left hand was grabbing wildly for the chain. I made it! I was breathing really heavy through the holes in the ball gag, and my body was all covered with sweat, but I made it. I stood there catching my breath and working the chain slowly through my hand so I could count links and try to line up the seventh link with the opening in the carabineer. I don’t remember actually putting the chain in the clip. All I remember is that suddenly I was once again in the air and then my feet– or at least my toes– hit the floor. I bounced back up into the air and spread my legs apart as wide as I could. My collapsible spreader bar will easily open up as far as you can pull it, but it won’t close back up unless you push in the little buttons on the metal tubes. By the time I came back down, my legs were almost touching the posts. From the pain in my arms, I thought that I had misjudged how long to make the chains, but then things– meaning me– stretched out a little and my feet were once again on the floor of the platform. I wasn’t standing flat footed, but I wasn’t exactly hanging by my hands either. I was in place. Now I could let myself go and enjoy an orgasm... or two or three. My legs had just started quivering leading up to another really good orgasm when I felt something. I didn’t hear anything, but I could feel vibrations in my arms. They were the regular thunk, thunk, vibrations of somebody climbing the steps to the tower. Who would be coming up here? I had never seen anyone else in, or around, the tower even when the park was open. Why would someone be coming here today? The vibrations got stronger and I started hearing the footsteps of whoever it was that was climbing. In just a few moments he was going to be up here. I pulled against the chains, but there was nothing I could do. I was stuck for at least another hour or two. “Are you OK?” a man’s voice cried out. He came running around to where I was hanging. “Are you...” he started to ask again and then said simply, “Oh. I’ve interrupted you, haven’t I.” I couldn’t do anything but “ummph” back at him. There were two cameras hanging around his neck. One was tucked more or less under his arm while the other was hanging front and center. He stepped up close to me and said, “I was trying to get a good image of that woodpecker that I’ve been hearing for the last couple of days.” He gave me a slight smile and continued, “I thought I could get some interesting shots from up here. ... But I didn’t expect anything this interesting.” He stepped back and raised his camera. I screamed as loud as I could through the gag and nearly pulled my arms off trying to break free. “I’ll take that as a refusal to allow photography,” he said with a slight laugh. Then he started digging in a backpack which he had slipped off and set on the floor of the tower. “You know that the governor says you are supposed to be wearing a mask, don’t you?” he said in mock seriousness. “I happen to have a couple of spares,” he said as he reached over my head and pulled something down onto my neck. “These are light weight cold weather masks,” he explained. “They are primarily to help prevent my breath from messing up wintertime shots in really cold weather, but they meet the requirement for cloth masks.” He pulled the hood portion of the mask back up over my head and brought it down over my forehead. Then he lifted the face portion of the mask up over my gagged mouth and adjusted it on my nose. “There you go,” he said. “Now you are properly masked.” He raised the camera back up to his face and arched his eyebrows. I stood there shuddering slightly as Mister Right took me closer and closer to another orgasm. “I’ll take that as permission to engage in photographic journalism,” he said with a smile. The third time I heard the shutter of that expensive camera clickity-clack, I erupted. Mister Right had never taken me that high ever before. As I shook and bounced in my chains, I could hear the repeated clickity-clack, clickity-clack, clickity-clack, of him taking image after image of my wanton shame. When I finally could focus on what was happening again, he was standing there with my phone. “Welcome back,” he said. “I was starting to worry about you. Do you often have such extreme orgasms?” I “umphed” once, but even I wasn’t sure what I meant by it. “You really should keep this locked,” he said, holding up my phone so I could see the screen. “And you probably want to move the pictures I took with this off of your phone and onto your computer somewhere.” He turned the phone for a moment and then held it so that I could easily see the screen. “Your email program is locked,” he said, “but it shows your email address when it asks for a password. I sent you a link to where I am going to post these pictures.” I wanted to scream at him and tell him not to do that, but instead I went over the top again, higher even that before. “If you really don’t want me to,” he said softly, “I won’t post them. But I will keep them for my own personal enjoyment.” He held up his hands and said, “Your face is totally hidden. You don’t have any tattoos, scars or birthmarks to make you easily identifiable. No one will even know it is you.” He set down my phone and said, “When your locks open and you go home, think about it. My email address is on the email I sent you with the link. Just tell me not to and I won’t post anything.” He walked in close and ran his finger down my front from between my breasts to the top the lacings for my harness. “But if you like exposing your body to the world, I’m going to be back up here Thursday looking for more woodpeckers. You can do some freestyle posing or you can let me use my bag of tricks and see what kind of poses I can come up with.” As he walked back over to the stairs, he said, “Either way, you can keep the mask. I have several more just like it in assorted colors.” I just hung there in my chains until the locks finally opened. I was too wrung out to even notice if Mister Right was still buzzing. Once the locks opened, I was able to free my hands. Then I sat on the floor of the platform and released the spreader bar. Everything seemed to be in slow motion as I packed up everything. I took off the keeper harness and slid MR out of my cunt. I had to lay on my back and put my legs up over my head to pull BBM out of my ass. I knew I was going to be sore back there for a while. Actually, I felt like I was going to be sore everywhere for a while. I raced back down the steps of the tower and found my shoes, shorts and t-shirt. Then I dashed back to my apartment so I could look at the pictures on my phone. As soon as I saw those pictures, I knew that I had to send an email to him immediately. I wasn’t sure what to put in the subject line, so I just put, “About your question.” Then I typed my message in all caps. What I said was, “BRING A RED MASK! 10:00 THURSDAY!” = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = END OF STORY Please remember to vote by clicking on one of the stars at the end of the story. If you really liked it, click 5. 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We had new neighbours’ move in over the road, a nice young couple, they were mid to late 20's both good looking, she was about 5ft 6, and well shaped, but with huge tits, must have been EE or F cup, as time went on we got to know them and became friends, we met them for drinks a few times and Jan often wore very revealing tops to show off her boobs, which although big, didn’t sag too much. They brought a pc but neither knew how to use it, so I was talked into teaching her, but the only time that was suitable was Saturday mornings, so I made plans to drop over next Saturday and start showing her how to at least use it. Dave was working Saturday's so it was quieter then too. Around 9am I knocked on the door, Jan, must have been having a shower as she came to the door with just a towel around her body and ample bosoms, after letting me in she went back to finish her shower, coming into the room with a towel around her and drying her hair with another one. After talking for awhile she went off to dress, returning with a tank top and shorts, her huge tits swaying as she moved caught my eye, of course she saw me looking, but made no effort to cover her boobs, this top was a lot more revealing than most she had worn before, from the side I could just about see all her tit. I did my best to concentrate on teaching her the pc, but my eyes would wander to her boobs every chance I got. The next week the same thing, I knocked on the door, but this time she held the towel in front of her, after letting me in, she turned bare ass and walked back to the shower, the towel over her arm, I knew then she wasn’t shy. Not being one to miss a chance, I stood talking to her as she finished her shower, her tits swayed nicely as she washed her hair, her shaved pussy looked great, not to big, but nice lips, my mind awash with dirty thoughts. This time when she got out of the shower, I handed her the towel, Jan made no attempt to cover her body whilst she was drying of, she mentioned about us saying we were nudist, so she was sure I would be OK with her being nude too. She didn’t worry about dressing, walking about naked for awhile before we went into the pc room sitting at the desk her huge tits touching the key board. Every time I had to touch the mouse, my arm would brush her tits, again she made no effort to move and said nothing, and so with growing courage I let my arm rest against her boob as I made a long winded explanation of how to carry out a windows task. My cock was straining against my shorts and hard to conceal, Jan had looked at it a few times as I moved around, so now and then I had to move my cock in my shorts which she saw me do, each time she looked my cock got harder and needed more attention as it pushed against my shorts. It was while I was moving my cock she said why not get comfortable and strip of, I didn't need telling twice, my shorts and shirt hit the ground before she had finished talking. My cock was just about fully hard and she smiled saying "aren't nudist supposed to be used to going naked and not get hard". I looked at her boobs and said " with those beauties to look at a guy would have to be dead not to get a hard on", Jan again smiled and moved her hand to touch my cock, it twitched as she did, then without missing a beat she pulled me towards her and slide my cock in between her tits, saying "try this', most guys love it. I stroked my cock slowly up and down as Jan pushed her tits in to tighten around my cock, my balls already straining not to blow to quick, as I pushed up she licked the head of my cock, I was so close, looking at her naked body had got me horny, but I wanted more. I held off, saying how it felt so good, and all my dreams had come at once, Jan now sucking my cock head each time, I told her I'd love to return the favour and do something for her, with that Jan moved the chair and took me by the arm to the spare bed, then lay down and pulled me over her in a 69, my tongue found her clit and I set to work giving her a good licking. Her mouth now fully wrapped around my cock, her skills told me she had done this more than once, as her first orgasm raced though her body, my cock was held firm in her mouth, now I slipped a couple of fingers in her wet pussy as her body continued to shake and squirm under me. As her second orgasm hit, my balls let fly, I had no notice, Jan had my cock fully down her throat as reams of sticky cum raced out, she never missed a beat, her muscles contracted and held my fingers firm as my cock finished squirting cum into her throat, we both relaxed, spent for the moment. I turned to lay with her, as we talked she told me that Dave had not had sex with her in months, and she needed that, I said "I've got more yet if your game", as we kissed my cock began its slow growth back to full hardness, I kissed her tits then went down licking her clit once more, before long my cock was ready for her pussy. I wasn't sure if she would want me to fuck her, or if the 69 was all she was after, but as I moved around, she kissed me deep and tender and waited for my cock to enter her womb, slowly I moved in, my cock straining to feel the warmth of her body around it, as the tip of my cock started in she jumped, then pushed up forcing my cock in deep. My cock slid in easy, her wet pussy just seemed to suck my cock in, with her huge tits now in my face, I was like a kid in a candy shop, which one to suck on, as my mouth went from one to the other, all the while my cock drilling her pussy harder and harder. her first orgasm with my cock in her reared up, my cock felt like it was in a vice as she screamed out in orgasmic bliss, nearly causing me to cum again, but I held off, then as her pussy muscles relaxed, my cock was able to move once more. I just had to have her ride me cowboy, so I swung her over and sat her firmly on my cock, her huge tits now bouncing proudly as she rode my shaft, I held my hands so her nipples rubbed past them with each bounce, she loved that, I felt her pussy muscles begin to tighten and another orgasm ripped her body as this time she quirted over my cock. As she came down Jan looked embarrassed, her hand going down to the wet patch on my chest, I pulled her forward kissing her deep and said that was great, then rubbed her juices into my skin, this seemed to relax her and once more she took off riding me harder now than before. Two or three more times her pussy muscle held me firm, then she screamed and let loose gallons of juices, as her pussy ate my cock fully, her nipples now glowed red with all the fiction, her face flushed with sex, looked great, so it was time to push my luck once more. I eased her off my cock, getting her to kneel, I moved behind and pushed my cock fully home in one go, her body responded her back arched up and her pussy began to grip me tight, as my speed built up Jan pushed back hard, as I hoped, she screamed one almighty orgasm, her pussy forced the blood from my cock and her juices flowed like rain, my pubes soaked, and a puddle formed under her, as my onslaught continued she went into a fuck frenzy, pushing back harder, her head rocking around as she carried on sucking the life force from me, that was it, my balls emptied all they had, as ream after ream flowed into her pussy, she had another huge orgasm, forcing my cum back out. I collapsed on the floor, Jan fell limp on the bed, as we both tried to recover enough to move, she dropped down onto me, her mouth wrapped over my cock she ate her juices and my cum from my limp cock, if I wasn’t so buggered I would have cum again with the feeling going through my limp member. It took a few minutes for us to talk, Jan just looked me in the eyes and said "thank you", I pulled her mouth to mine, kissed her deep and said "No thank you", and we both fell quite for awhile. I must have drifted off, as the next thing I knew was Jan sucking my cock, no way could I get hard again yet, but boy was it nice, I moved her over so I could eat her pussy again, I tasted my cum in her, at first she pulled away, then I held her firm and told her to push my cum out, she did, then another orgasm hit her, and she quirted a small amount this time, but it shot over my face, she started to apologize, I told her not to worry, I love it all. As I dove my tongue in deeper and deeper, her orgasm flowed so did the juices, my face and body awash, my cock now hard and ready for more fun, this time I was going to try and really push my luck, as I got Jan to kneel on the bed, my cock began to work her up again. As she had her next orgasm, I slid a finger in her arse, she jumped, but kept coming, so I eased it in further, she said nothing, as her orgasm flowed I pushed more and more fingers in her butt. When I got all four fingers in her, I told Jan, her ass looked really hot and ready for my cock, Jan looked back at me, I smiled and said “ you never know, you might like it” and pulled my cock from her pussy and stuck the tip into her open hole. To my surprise Jan held firm, as my cock slowly went in further, her juices and cum helped to lube its entry, when 4 or 5 inches were in her I began to pump gently and get her used to the size, she eased back, her ass taking more and more each time. Soon I slapped her gently and said ‘you’ve got it all”, now building up speed she began to wriggle around, her body excepting my cock into virgin territory. I would have pumped her ass a dozen or so times, when wham, she had an almighty orgasm, squirting loads of juices over me and spraying her back with them too. That was all I needed, my cock pounded her ass flat out, ramming every last inch into her body, her orgasm kept coming, my cock felt like it was made or solid steel, ripped her a new hole, then all too soon, I knew I was in trouble, my balls although going for a third cum, began to swell, my cock grew more and then I flooded her bowels with more cum than ever before, as Jan had one last massive orgasm and fell forward taking me with her. I lay on her back for a good few minutes, too tired to move, Jan just made low purring sounds, I felt my cock slipping out of her abused hole, so I lay next to her, my fingers going back into her arse, I played in my cum. Jan then did something that surprised me more than anything so far, she turned around, holding my cock firmly, and sucked the last drops from my limp cock, she then came back up to me and kissed, sharing my cum between us. I kissed her back licking around inside her mouth, her smile said it all. It took awhile before we spoke, but Jan told me she loved anal, but wasn’t sure of course if I did, so she had prepared herself earlier today just in case, as she knew she wanted to fuck, and seeing my actions last week knew I was keen too. I told her we both loved anal, at first she didn’t seem to catch on, then said you like anal too, as in taking a cock, I replied “yes very much so”, I love having guys fuck my arse or Joy fuck me with our strap on, that brought a smile to her face, and a “Can I do that too”, I said next week looks like being a more advanced course with a intense training session needed, for all 3 of us, Jan looked puzzled, I said yes Joy can join us in a ffm, her face went blank, then she told me she had never done bi. After telling her Joy and I had eased several women into bi sex, and they had all liked it, she relaxed once more, then she asked if I was going to tell Joy about our fun today, and what we did, I told her yes of course, and more than likely Joy will get me to fuck her too, or try to, as I looked at my poor limp cock. I asked her if she liked any kinky stuff, she asked like what, without saying anything, I sat her up, my mouth under her ass and sucked my cum right from her hole, she squealed in delight at the feeling then pushed more cum out for me to eat, then I returned it to its rightful owner in a nice cum kiss. We showered and I told Jan to come over, and enjoy the rest of the day naked with us both, and maybe a bit of play if the chance arose, looking at my cock she laughed saying “not much chance of that working again today is there”, with a big hug and a handful of tit, I said with these and Joy Who knows what we can do, a small twitch from my cock gave me hope, as I walked home.

I grab Candice's hair and shove my dick down her throat. She gags and tries to push off of me as I start to face fuck her. My balls bounce off her chin as she struggles to breathe. I watch the outline of my cock in her throat as I hilt it in. She digs her nails into the skin of my thighs. I can feel I’m so close. Fuck. “Urggh, fuck!” I erupt down her throat. I slide out, leaving the tip in, filling her mouth with cum before pulling out completely and covering her face with jizz. With a fist full of her hair, I continue to cum all over her. She coughs and gags as she spits up all my cum. “What the fuck! What the hell has gotten into you?” “Nothing. I just needed to let off some steam. Thanks for the blow job.” “You could’ve gone a little easier. I couldn’t breathe!” she yells as I leave the dugout. “And why the fuck did you cum all over my face you asshole.” As I head back into school, the thought of last night still fresh on my mind. I still can’t believe I let that bitch fuck me. My ass is still sore from it. Crazier still, did I enjoy it? No! I’m not gay. Fuck, what the hell am I thinking? I’m not going back there tonight. That’s for damn sure. I don’t give a shit what she has on me. Let the world know for all I care. But what about my mother? I can’t let that woman have her. That sadistic bitch. “Fucking tranny faggot,” I hear Deshaun say as I round the corner. Crystal’s eyes meet mine as Deshaun and his friends have her cornered. “You’re such a freak.” I quickly walk away. Fuck. She saw me, didn’t she? Is she going to say something? The bell goes off signaling the end of lunch. After School I can’t believe I’m walking up to her house. What am I thinking! I told myself I wasn’t going to do it and yet here I am. Ready for more humiliation and most likely another ass fuck. Why am I going through with this? I walk through the door to find Lexie sitting on the couch with my mother on her knees sucking her cock. “Right on time, slut. Your slave training starts today,” she says. “What do you mean by that?” I ask. “Excuse me?” she says. I glare at her. “You are to refer to me as Mistress Lexie. I’ll let it slide this time, but next time you slip up you’ll receive punishment,” she says as she presses my mother’s head down on her cock. “Yes, Mistress Lexie,” I say with my gaze falling to the floor. I look up to see Lexie cumming all over my mother’s face. “That’s better,” she says. “Now take those rags off. You won’t be needing them anymore. Oh and by the way. I have your new bedroom set up. It’s upstairs next to Crystal’s room. I have an outfit already set out for you on the bed. Go get changed. You have a long night ahead of you.” “Yes Mistress Lexie,” I nod and do as she says. As I walk upstairs I walk past Crystal’s room and I hear moaning and the creaking of a bed, the slapping of flesh against flesh. I don’t linger any longer as I head to the open door next to her bedroom. My jaw drops to the floor as I walk inside. I just walked into a dungeon. There’s a bed in the center, but the walls are lined with whips, cuffs, and shit I’ve never even seen before. What the fuck? Just when I think things couldn’t get any worse, I see a maids outfit on the bed. She seriously doesn’t think I’m going to wear that, does she? I head over to the latex outfit. “Love the new outfit?” Lexie asks as she stands at the doorway. “You can’t expect me to wear this?” I ask. “What did you say to me?” The look she gives me sends a chill down my spine. “Take your pants off right now.” “What?” “Do it!” she says. Without another word, I drop my pants down and kick them off. “Boxers too.” I do as she orders. “Now bend over the fucking bed right now.” I don’t even hesitate this time, without another peep, I bend over the bed. Lexie walks over to the wall and grabs a flogger. She comes over to me and starts to beat my ass with it. “Auhhh! Urgh! Fuck!” “I told you you’d be punished if you don’t refer to me as my proper title and yet you did it anyway. You filthy slut. I’m your master now. You will obey me!” She beats my ass red. Tears roll down my cheeks as she whips me with the flogger. When she finally finishes, she walks over to a dresser and pulls something out of it. Before I know what’s happening, she shoves something thick up my ass. I bite down on my lip and yelp as I grip the sheets. “Maybe this will remind you to treat your mistress with respect. You’re going to wear this butt plug at all times unless your ass is getting stuffed with cock. Understood?” “Yes Mistress Lexie,” I cry out. Crystal’s door opens up and a woman walks out from her room. “Mrs. Owens?” I gasp as she walks in with her clothes all disheveled. My principle is banging Crystal? What the fuck? She hands Lexie a wad of money. “That was amazing. Thanks for the fuck, Lexie.” “Any time, love. As you can see, I’m training a new slave. If you’re lucky, I might just let you try her out when I’m done with her.” “Is that, Carter?” she asks. “She doesn’t go by that name anymore. Her new name is Candy,” Lexie says. “Well, I can’t wait to try Candy out.” “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’re the first one in line,” Lexie says. “You’re the best. Well, I’ve got to get going. Teacher meeting…” she sighs. “I’ll show myself out.” Crystal comes out and enters the room. “Crystal, honey. Why don’t you be a dear and get Candy ready for me? You know the drill. Clean-shaven from head to toe. We’ll start the laser hair removal next week.” “Yes, Mistress Lexie.” Crystal’s eyes fall on me and a devious grin falls on her face. “Come on, slut. Let’s get going.” “I’ve got a few things to take care of in town. I’ll be back in an hour or so. When I return, I want her looking sexy in that cute maid’s outfit, are we clear?” she asks. “Yes, Mistress Lexie,” Crystal says. Lexie’s eyes fall on me. “Are we clear?” “Yes, Mistress Lexie!” I stammer out. “Good. Now get to it.” With that, she heads off downstairs. “You heard the woman, let’s get started.” “I don’t get it, what the hell is going on here?” I ask. “It’s quite simple. Lexie is our pimp and you’re getting turned out just like I was.” “Wait. what the fuck? I thought she was your aunt or something.” “That’s what she tells people, but I was like you. Blackmailed and coerced into her service.” “That’s… That’s fucked up.” “Ahh, I thought so when I first started. It’s not so bad when you get used to it,” Crystal says as she leads me down the hall and into the bathroom. “But… She can’t just get away with this. What if we got to cops?” I ask. Crystal laughs. “The cops are in her pocket and the district attorney is one of her favorite clients. She’s like Lexie and she’s fucked me several times. Lexie owns this town.” “You’ve got to be kidding!” I sigh. “Nope. I wish I was. The best thing you can do is just give in and accept your new role in life.” She pulls out a bottle of shaving cream and fills her hand with a wad of thick white creamy gel. “Now get in the shower and stand still while I shave you.” “You’re not going to tell anyone, are you?” I ask. “Of course not. Well, that is only if you make me happy. And by the way, I saw you at school. Thanks for helping,” she says with a hint of sarcasm. “What do you expect? It’s not like we’re friends.” “Well, that’s too bad, because here friends come in short supply. And it’d be nice to have a friend who can empathize.” She rubs the cream all over my legs. “What do you want?” I ask. “Aww, do you really think so low of me?” she asks looking up at me with those dark eyes of hers. I raise an eyebrow. “Oh come on, all I want is a blow job from time to time, maybe a nice ass to put my dick in,” she says as she starts to shave my legs. “How am I not surprised.” “Don’t be like that. I’m not asking for much. It’s not like you haven’t sucked a dick before or taken it up the ass. Besides, you and I are going to be seeing a lot of each other,” she says. “Anyway, You might as well get used to having a dick between your lips and up that ass, because it’ll be your new norm.” She finishes shaving both of my legs, then smothers my crotch with shaving cream. “You’re going to want to hold still.” She grabs my balls and pulls them tight as she brings the razor to them. I tense up as she touches the sharp edge to my skin. I close my eyes as she drags the razor across my skin. I hold my breath as she runs the blade over my sac. She gets every inch. “You can open your eyes now.” I open my eyes as she spreads cream over my chest and abs. Slowly, she brings the razor down, getting every inch of my skin. “Okay, arms up,” she says. I raise them and she gets my armpits. “Turn around. I need to get that ass of yours,” she says. I turn around and she spreads apart my ass cheeks. “Oh look at what we have here.” I wince as she pulls out the butt plug. “Looks like someone was naughty,” she giggles as she smothers shaving cream all over my butt and goes to town. “Now rinse off,” she says. “And don’t forget to put the butt plug back in.” “Can you just do it?” “Fine,” she sighs. After I wash off the hair and the shaving cream, I get out and Crystal hands me a towel. “Come on, get dried off. We still have lots to do.” Once I get dried off, she holds the butt plug before me. “Bend over, I know just where to put this.” The smirk on her face says it all. I let out a sigh as I do as I’m told and bend over, grabbing the counter. “You might want to suck on it a little to get it nice and wet.” “Don’t you have lube?” I ask. “Does it look like I have any lube? If I did I would’ve had this up your ass already.” I look back at her as she holds the plug to my face. I let out a long exaggerated sigh and open up my mouth. She shoves it in, gagging me. She pulls it out and before I can even spit, she forces it up my ass, making me gasp out in shock. “There,” she grins. “You must be enjoying the hell out of this.” I glare at her. “You could say that. Now come on, we’ve got work to do.” she leads me back to the bedroom. “Here, let me help you get that on.” “You’re not seriously going to make me wear that, are you?” “Do you want to make Mistress Lexie mad? Do you want to get punished?” This can’t be happening to me. How did I end up in this situation? “Just put it on. There’s no getting out of this. Once Mistress Lexie has you by the balls, you’re hers for good.” I let out a long sigh. “Here, let me make it easy for you. Just sit down and I’ll do all the work,” she sighs. I sit on the bed and she lifts one leg at a time as she puts on the thigh high stockings. “You have a nice ass, but you’re going to need to start doing some squats. Mistress Lexie likes her sluts to have a thick booty.” She then slips on the skimpy little maid outfit. She tights the corset around my stomach almost to the point where I can’t breathe. “There, now we just have to do your hair and makeup. But before we do your makeup. You want to do me a favor?” she asks, lifting up her skirt, showing me her thick dick dangling between her legs. I look up into those dark eyes of hers. “Do I even have a choice?” She pulls out her phone and takes a picture of me. “No, not really.” I sink to my knees as she runs her hands through my hair. This is so degrading. I hate myself for this. She lays her cock against my face. “Lick my balls while you’re down there.” I open my mouth and slip my tongue across her ball sack. It’s sad to say, her cock might be slightly bigger than mine. “Nice, now work your way up the shaft.” I grab her legs as my tongue slides up her thick shaft. “That’s it.” As I get to the tip, I take the head of her cock in my mouth and suck on it. Twirling my tongue around the tip, she forces more of her dick in my mouth. I gag as the head of her cock pushes up against the entrance to my throat. She slowly starts to drive her hips into me, smacking her balls against my chin. Gripping my hair, she drives her cock until it rams against the back of my throat. She doesn’t relent, forcing it down, choking me with her fat dick. I push against her and she reluctantly let's go. I cough up spit as it drools down my chin. I don’t have time to get in another breath before her cock is back in my mouth. She forces it back down my throat, making me gag and drool. Holy shit. This is what Candice must’ve felt like earlier when I fucked her face. Karma is a real bitch. “I’m about to cum in that pretty mouth of yours. You better swallow all of it. I swear to god, if Mistress Lexie finds even one drop of cum on the maid's outfit, she’ll skin us both alive.” She starts thrusting her cock down my throat like a jackrabbit in heat. Tears stream down my cheeks before a big thick load of cum sprays down my throat. I gag, but I resist the urge to spit it out. It takes everything I can muster to swallow her load before another one fills up my mouth to the rim. Her cock finally softens as she pulls it out. I swallow the last of her cum. “Good girl, you’re a natural cocksucker. Consider me impressed.” “Now come on. We’ve got to do your hair and makeup before Mistress Lexie comes home,” she says, grabbing my arm and dragging me to the bathroom. “Take a seat on the toilet and let me do my magic.” She pulls out a box of makeup and goes to town on my face. “Thank god your hair is long enough to work with,” she says as she puts her makeup away. She gets a spray bottle and doses my hair with it. With a comb, she does her magic. “Wow. You don’t even look like the same asshole who bullied me in school. Now you really do like like a sexy slutty maid.” I get up and look into the mirror. “What the…” The person staring back at me wasn’t the person I’m used to seeing. My dark brown hair comes down like a dixie cut. My face looks as if it could be on the cover of a Victoria’s Secret’s catalog. Off in the distance, the sound of the front door opening echoes through the house. “Shit, just in time. Sounds like Mistress Lexie is back home,” Crystal says. “I hope to God she’s pleased.” It doesn’t take long before she and my mother are making their way up here. “Oh my god, Crystal you have outdone yourself. She looks amazing!” Lexie says as she walks up to me and inspects every inch of my body with her eyes. She brings her face right up to mine. “You’ve done such a good job, I’m going to have to give you a reward. I’ll let you help me train her. I know badly she treated you in high school. It’ll give you some much-needed revenge.” My eyes meet my mother’s. She quickly looks away. If I didn’t know any better, I saw a hint of shame on her face. This is… So humiliating. My mother just stands there as her son gets humiliated and turned into a sissy. Say something! Anything! “Thank you, Mistress Lexie. I may have already coerced a blow job out of him. I mean her,” Crystal says. She only laughs. “I expected no less.” “Tell me, Veronica, my dear. What do you think of your new daughter?” Mistress Lexie asks. Her eyes shoot up to Lexie and then to me before returning back to Lexie. “She looks beautiful.” “Does it bother you at all to see your once beloved son turned into such sissy?” “No, Mistress Lexie. She is yours to do with as you please,” she says. “You hear that? Your mother knows her place. Let’s hope you learn yours,” Mistress Lexie says. “Now, why don’t the both of you chain up our new Candy here to the bed. Time to start her training.” “Let’s see how well she can take two dicks at once,” Lexie says as my mother and Crystal lead me over to the bed. “Make sure her face is at the end of the bed,” Lexie says. They get me flat on my stomach with my head at the foot of the bed as the start to bind my wrists and ankles to the posts. I can feel my stomach start to turn in on itself as I lie there helpless. Mistress Lexie has the most devilish smirk on her face as she starts to undress herself. As soon as she’s completely naked, she makes her way up to my face with her dick dangling between her thick thighs. “Time to work on your dick sucking skills. Open up.” I’m too afraid of the consequences of her punishments to disobey. She grabs my hair as she shoves the head of her cock inside my mouth. I wrap my lips around its girth and start sucking. “Urgh, fuck. Now you’re starting to get it. The more obedient you are, the easier it’ll be for you.” She starts to rock her hips back and forth, sliding that dick in and out of my mouth. I press my tongue against the underside of her cock, eliciting a moan from her. “Fuck, you’re becoming quite the cocksucker. Let’s see how your deepthroat is coming along.” She grips my hair and forces her fat dick against the back of my throat. I try so hard to swallow as her dick pops in. My nose meets the root of her dick as I gag on it. Saliva drools down my chin as she leans over and lifts the bottom of my dress to reveal my bare ass. “I see you still have the butt plug in. Good.” She starts to hump my face, dragging that dick in and out of my throat. I barely get a chance to breathe between each thrust. She pulls on the butt plug, rotating it in my ass. I moan all over her dick. “Well, I think you’ve had enough practice sucking my dick, time to break that ass in some more.” She pops her cock out from my mouth and smacks my face with it. Then she struts around behind me. I look up to see my mother and Crystal both watching intently. My mother looks as if she’s trying not to watch, but she can’t take her eyes off me. Crystal, on the other hand, seems to be enjoying it. Although, I feel like I can see a hint of jealousy in her eyes. I can only imagine how envious she is of Mistress Lexie. I feel the weight of Mistress Lexie as she straddles my thighs. “You know what? Crystal, feel free to use her mouth. Let’s see how well she can take two dicks.” A grin smears on Crystal’s face as she walks up to me. Not again. A glob of cold liquid gets applied to my ass before I feel the pressure of Lexie’s cock trying to break into my anus. I look up into Crystal’s eyes as she strokes the side of my cheek. Tears start to form at the corner of my eyes as Lexie’s dick spreads open my ass, pushing herself inside me. Crystal wipes away the tears and caresses my face. But then she grabs my hair and smears the head of her cock up and down my face before stuffing my mouth with it. The pain of Lexie’s cock is unbearable. It’s too big. I feel like it’s ripping me apart as she forces it in. With a pop, it finally sinks inside me. “I really thought the butt plug would stretch you out some, but I guess not,” Lexie laughs. Crystal forces her dick down my throat making me tense up as I strain against my bindings. Lexie starts rocking her hips back and forth. Each time, sinking her cock a little deeper inside me. With both of my holes stuffed full of cock, I can barely concentrate. Crystal won’t let me breathe as she plugs up my windpipe with her dick. Her balls slap against my chin as she fucks my face. Meanwhile, Lexie starts to go to town on my ass. Her thrust become harder and harder. At some point, the pleasure overcame the pain making me moan on Crystal’s dick. Both women seem to be in sync with each other. As one thrusts in the other pulls out, fucking me like two lumberjacks with a two-man crosscut saw. My own cock is as stiff as board underneath me as it grinds up against the bedspread with each thrust from Lexie. Things get a little dark as I choke on Crystal’s dick. I open my eyes to see Crystal’s pelvis as she rams her dick deep down my throat. Suddenly a load of cum paints the inside of me. She continues to thrust, filling up my stomach with her thick hot jizz. She finally pulls out, but not before spraying a load all over my face. Meanwhile, Lexie continues to pound my ass. I’m moaning mindlessly as cum drools down my chin. She screams out as she hilts herself inside me and explodes, filling up my bowels with her sticky seed. She gives my ass a hard slap before painting it with a thick load of cum. “Fuck, I don’t know about you, but I feel so much better,” Lexie says. “Now that was a good session.” “I couldn’t agree more, Mistress Lexie,” Crystal says. I look up just in time to meet my mother’s eyes. She looks like she’s about to cry. She tears her gaze away from me. “Come on, my pets. Let’s let her rest. She’s got a long weekend ahead of her.” My mother takes one last glance back at me before they make their exit. Leaving me alone in the dark, still bound to the bed. Thanks for reading. If you enjoyed it, please give it your honest rating. Please feel free to leave any feedback in the comment section below. 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It was a lazy Sunday; spring was in the air, and the weather warming nicely, myself and Grant, started to tidy up a few odd jobs around the house. When a friend of ours rang asking for a favour. It seems their house sitter, had let them down at the last minute, they were heading of for 12 days holiday tonight, and now had no one to look after their pets, I checked with Grant, they had helped us in the past, so I told them I could be there mid after noon. They live some 45 minutes away from us, near our favourite nude beach, so Grant could come down and stay with me, when we went swimming, I grabbed my gear, and headed off, arriving mid afternoon, I spent time with them before going out for dinner, and then driving them to the airport, later in the evening. I rang Grant, but no reply; I drifted of to sleep soon after. Monday after I had eaten breakfast, and fed the animals, I rang Grant again, as we talked, I told him I rang last night, and asked why he didn’t answer, he told me that he had gone out to the men’s club. I know he likes to meet guys as we have swung for years, and are both bi, he began to tell me about his night out. It seems he got there around 5 pm, and soon had fun with a guy, and then they went into the group room, where he spent the rest of the night taking guy after guy. I realised I was fingering my pussy while he told me, asking how many guys had fucked him , he said "No idea, Lots", he had to hang up then as the work phone then rang, I lay fingering my pussy, and realised I was so horny. I thought how I could best serve my sexual needs, deciding the beach was a good start. Getting myself ready and doing my internal cleaning, I was ready to head out around 11 am. It’s a short 5 minute drive to the beach, I noticed around a dozen cars in this car park, and like we have found out before lunch time was always busier. As soon I got on the sand, my short summer dress came of, now nude, I walked slowly along close to the dunes, seeing guy’s heads popping up as I got near them, I smiled and said hello to most. I was now some 200 metres along the beach, when I saw some thing more interesting, a younger guy, possible early thirties, his hand holding a good looking cock. Before going further, let me tell you about me, married, and middle aged, my curvy figure, supports a nice set of 38 DD boobs, which still stand out very nicely, and along with a shaved pussy, normally keeps guys eyes busy. I smiled at him and started making small talk; I asked if he minded company, of course he said he would love that, and I looked for some where to place my large beach blanket. We found a spot just a few metres along in the dunes, and sat down, as we chatted, Mark told me he was married, a fly in fly out worker, now on his 10 days off, and he liked to spend time at the beach while his wife worked. I pulled my suntan cream out of my bag, and asked if he would mind putting some on my back, he quickly moved around, his hands soon had me squirming, as he slowly worked the cream into my skin, as soon as he had done my back, I moved, saying my legs need cream too, he sat between my legs, his hands went to work, starting on my feet and working up. I was starting to get very wet, I’m sure he saw that too, as he slowly worked his way up, with out thinking, my legs opened further, my eyes now fixed on his growing cock, I had picked well, he kept looking at my boobs and every harder nipples, I couldn’t hold off any longer, pulling him close and kissing him fully, he responded, and moved up more, his cock now pushing against my leg. That’s not where I wanted it, so I moved, feeling his cock touch my pussy lips he pushed forward, "Oh Yer" inch by inch now he slid in, I guessed he was around 8 inches long, as he was still not hard, but as he began to fuck me, I had a surprising feeling, his cock was still growing. I was shaking though my first orgasm, as he kissed me again, now he was fucking me fast, but as yet I could not feel his balls slapping my arse, it was then I also saw other guys watching us, cocks in hand, wanking themselves, I smiled and motioned to one of them to join us, quickly taking his cock in my mouth. Mark also helped me suck his cock, and as he did pushed into me harder, it was then I realised he was big, his cock starting to crack open my cervix, he was careful but pushed hard against it. I had been lucky before, so knew the feeling. I moved, slowly, trying to help him find the entrance, he didn’t know for sure, what I was doing, until his cock went in another 2 inches or so, and I felt his balls slap my butt. Marks eyes lit up, and he began to pound into me with new found speed, my orgasms, now flowed quickly from one to another, it was then my attention went back to the cock I was sucking, as I gagged on a mouth full of cum. Mark kissed me again, sharing the cum with me, I like bi guys, just as the guy pulled out, another guy shot his load over us both, cum dripped of Mark's face onto me, we both kissed and licked it up. I asked Mark if he would like to fuck me doggy, with little fuss, we moved, his cock found its way fully home once more, my cervix opened up straight away for him this time, as he went to town fucking me hard and fast. By now we had built up quite an audience with guys all around watching us, opening my mouth towards one soon got it filled. I sucked on one cock, while another blew his wad over my hair and face, I also saw one guy stand over my back and felt his cum slap on my butt, running down my crack to Marks cock. It was then, I thought, why not, turning to Mark, I told him to fuck my arse, He asked, was I sure, “Oh Yes" came my reply. He pulled out, running his cock up and down the cum on my butt, then slowly he eased the head in, his cock is fairly thick, but went in easy using the cum as lube, with each trust, I pushed back, this time he went in fully, my orgasms now raced though me, taking me to new height’s, by now guys just took turns face fucking me, some getting Mark to suck them of too, I had enjoyed Mark's cock now for some 30 minutes or more, and still he was going strong. I now wanted to try more. I looked at the guys near me, one took my eye, a good sized cock, I called him over, telling him to lay under me, Mark eased out for awhile as I slipped the cock into my pussy, then Marks pushed his cock back in fully, now I was happy, as they took control of me, I sucked more cocks off, letting cum drop onto the guy below me too. They both worked well, but all to soon my pussy was filled with cum, this set Mark off and he flooded my arse with hot cum, it felt like he was going to drown me, with so much cum. they both eased back, my body now free, I swung around, spilling cum all over the guy below me, then going down kissing and licking it up. I picked another guy and sat on his cock, it seemed the lunch time rush was here now, as some 10 or more guys that I could see stood around us, all with cocks in hand. I started working up a sweat pushing back hard on the cock below me, it was then, as hoped another guy gripped my hips, pulling me back, I wondered what he was doing, was he trying to fist me? but I was sure he had both hands gripping me, then his cock pushed in, what a feeling, so thick, and hard, he began to fill my butt pushing Mark's cum further up, but his cock also felt strange, the head was so large, but the shaft seemed much smaller, like a mushroom. But one thing for sure it felt good, as I raced from one orgasm to another in very quick order, I got used to them both, I pushed back hard, both guys now fucking me hard, cum spraying from cocks in front of my face as guys wanked off, some I sucked off, other's just happy to cum over me. All too soon, I was rewarded with another 2 loads of fresh cum in me, as both guys now moved of, I was fucked doggy, Mark was now sitting in front of me, his cock again hard, and what a lovely cock too, as I thought, it was around 9 inches long, as I took what I could in my mouth, between sucking him I told him to make sure he had my number, before leaving. Looking around I saw what I thought was the strange shaped cock, although soft, the head was still bigger than most, I called him over, Jim kissed me and asked if he could have my number too, of course I said. Marks cock fucked my mouth, no way could I take it all, so when my pussy was once more filled with cum, and left empty I told him to get some more pussy juice, he quickly fucked me again. Jims cock now found my mouth, just as another cock let its juices go, I sucked him in, his knob head, feeling strange, locking in behind my teeth, as it grew in size, wow what a cock, I sucked him for some time, then told him to lay under me, and for him and Mark to Dp me again, this time they both enjoyed fucking me for ages, as guy after guy unloaded cum over us all. It must have been some 3 hours or more, Mark and Jim had both seeded me again, now watched me take guy after guy, before I told them I needed a break. As delicate as I could, I said I needed to rinse of and shyly smiled. I thought I would be allowed to walk the 20 meters to the water alone, but Mark, Jim and a couple of other guys followed, with a slightly red face, I said I needed to pee, indicating for them to leave me, It was then that Jim pulled me by the arm, as he lay down near the water, I was now standing over him, he smiled saying to pee over him please. I was stunned, but with a growing need to pee, he held me tight, I looked at the other guys, I had never done this before, they all said 'Do it" pee over him, my nerves seemed to hold me back, Mark kissed me hard, then whispered "go for it" As my pee started to run out, Jim moved, his face now wet with urine, why?, I never have worked out water sports, but I was now peeing at full speed, my urine splashed all over him, and for some reason, I quite enjoyed it now, all inhibitions had gone. Jim stood up, thanking me, saying it was good to find a woman who was not afraid of trying new things, I said I had done most things but never that, he replied, so you have never been pissed on either, of course not I said. I had no option in what happened next, Jim again held my arm his cock aimed at me, as he pushed me lower on the sand, his cock shot piss over my cum soaked boobs, I was shocked but also turned on some, as his warm pee ran down my body, then with no warning, more pee ran down my back, and then in my hair, Mark looked on, I was in total slut mode now, I said "want too" and pulled his cock to me, He seemed to try but wasn’t ready, then with a force not seen before, his piss raced out, my boobs then face took him fully, I wasn’t sure I wanted my face wet, I just let myself go, and to my surprise swallowed some too. We all went in for a swim, I washed myself off, but knew I would be used some more before heading home. and I was right, returning to the dunes, 4 or 5 guys, moved in, no sooner had I lay down, then I took a face load of cum, as another cock filled my pussy, I was happy to relive them all, and made sure I told them to be here tomorrow too, for more. Mark and Jim took my number, and walked me to my car, as I drove of I realised I hadn’t even got dressed, I was still covered in cum too, oh well only a few minutes to home, I drove straight into the garage, and slumped on the end of the bed, tired and slightly burnt from the sun, I lay back falling asleep. I dreamt of Mark licking my pussy, how he had loved licking me from butt to clit and back, eating the guys cum as he did, and of all the guys that had cum in and over me, I woke as my body shot thought another orgasm, wow, what a dream, or was it, as I got my thoughts together I realised it wasn’t a dream, my pussy was being licked. Prince had come in and was licking all the cum out of my pussy and butt, wow, this was some thing I hadn’t planned, but his tongue kept licking, and I had another orgasm, if only some guys could lick pussy like Prince, girls would be a lot happier. Prince was my friends German Sheppard, then just as I relaxed a bit, he jumped up, pinning me with his front paws, now I started to panic, I felt his cock against my leg, and he was thrusting towards me. hell his cock now hit my butt and I’m sure a inch or so went in, I jumped, making Prince move, and then wham, his cock found my pussy, and he knew it too, with one hard push he was in, now I was his. The sight of Prince standing over me, feeling his cock in my pussy, was scary, but I also noticed I was pushing into his cock now, and he was picking up speed, each thrust going in more, lubricated by cum, now he was also hitting the end of my pussy, he was big, but could I take him, then I had no option, his cock found my cervix too, causing me to rocket though another orgasm. I relented to being his bitch now, taking his cock fully, or so I thought, Prince was pounding my body flat out, non stop orgasm’s now took total control of me, then his knot began to hit my pussy entrance, oh hell, after today’s fun, could my well fucked pussy stand this much punishment. Then with one hard push, my eyes shot wide open, and I screamed out loud. Prince had knotted me, I was screaming, his cock now not only in my cervix, but I’m sure it was also going into my uterus. Soon, I was orgasming so much, I was in shock, Prince had made me his, when the knot went in, it grew more, the feeling was like no other, now he slowed, still pumping my pussy, but held by his knot, then I felt his cock grow more, and with one huge growl, he let loose, never before had a cock flooded my uterus directly with cum, so much cum, it was hot too, for what seemed like ages he pumped me full of juice. Prince pulled back, but the knot held firm, I talked to him, keeping him calm, then after 5 minutes or so, with a loud plop, his knot fell out, flooding the floor with a huge amount of doggy cum, I eased back, slowly coming down from one hell of a high. As Prince lay licking his cock clean, I didn’t think, going down rubbing his cock, I sucked the last of his cum from him. I just had to ring Grant, I knew he would go nuts, missing out on my fun, but I told him to get here asap. But to make sure he was ready for one hell of a night. Grant arrived some 90 minutes later, looking well fucked too, he told me about his fun again, this time at home with 3 or 4 guys he knew. I said "oh is that all" he looked at me, as I began to tell him about the fun at the beach, he was shocked but his hard cock also told me he was horny as too. As he began to fuck me, I said but that’s not all, his cock seemed to fill me more, he asked what else, Prince was standing near by; I looked a him and said to Grant, "he fucked me too" I could have knocked him over with a feather. "What" I told him what happened and Grants cock was now so hard, he was so deep in me that he came twice, before realising. We sat talking, he asked what it felt like, did I want him to fuck me again and so on, I also told him he nearly fucked my arse, that’s when his eyes lit up, I said, he would be too big for you, and laughed, “why” I can take a 18 inch dildo all the way in, Grant said, Well he's not going to fuck a guys arse I bet, But by now Grant was horny, and said Lets try, Oh well why not, I stood and wiped his cum from my pussy, over his butt crack, and called Prince, as he walked up I moved him to Grants butt, he smelt the cum and began to lick it up, as I let more cum drop on his crack from my hand, it seemed to work, Grant was leaning over the edge of the bed, his arse at the right height, and from the side I could see Princes cock growing too. I told Grant to get ready, as Prince took control jumping up, his front paws, along side Grants chest, I held Princes cock, wanking it slowly too, oh boy it’s big, and with some care we found the hole. Grant took him, 7 inches or so, going in quickly, but some 4 or more left to go, as Princes speed picked up Grant began to go thought anal orgasms, Now in total control, Prince pushed in harder, his knot now at Grants butt crack, I told Grant to keep his arse tight and not let it go in, he did for some 10 minutes, Prince fucking him hard and fast, then Grant lost control, and with the next push, the knot went in. I heard Grant swear, then orgasm and then black out for a short while, Prince now slowed his cock held tight, his knot fully in and pumped up, Grant was going to feel his cum soon, I watched as Prince began to howl, I could only imagine what Grant was feeling, his butt flooded with hot cum, more than he would ever have had. I held Prince, stopping him pulling out to hard, I saw some of his cum running out, and wiped it up, taking it to Grants mouth, he licked it up, then I licked up the next palm full, kissing Grant and sharing it with him. I moved around to see Princes cock, his knot pulled out, and he moved away, the cum just flooded out, I lay under Grant and he let it spill over me, my face and boobs now cum soaked, I swallowed what I could. Grant rubbed it in me, then moved around, laying on me and we played with the cum between us. Grant also licked lots of it up too, we lay cuddling and talking about our fun, and what tomorrow might hold for us.

As good as our sex life was before the events in the first story, it grew immensely better after... Alan was the one who introduced me to exhibitionism, and helped me discover just how much teasing can turn me on... and after he heard about how I let Evelyn's boyfriend peep on me, he was even more turned on! He loved replaying it during sex, and sometimes having me act it out so he could see what Evelyn's boyfriend saw. I told him about how his grandpa saw Evelyn's tits, and possibly saw them fucking in the hot tub... I wasn't sure how he'd react, but I wasn't to surprised when he said "the old man is probably still jacking off about that... you should tease him sometime too if you want, the poor guy probably isn't going to see any action in real life ever again". I just shrugged and said "maybe... I guess it wouldn't hurt". I rarely ever saw his grandpa, but when I did he rarely even looked my way... Alan was right though, if you were to look in his room he was usually watching porn. Of course what really had me turned on wasn't just Evelyn's boyfriend peeking on me, it was that he fucked me... in front of Alan's grandpa no less... it was my first steps towards being the whore I am today. I wasn't guilt free, but the sexual excitement I had just from thinking about it was overwhelmingly intense. Alan had asked his grandpa if he had seen anything in the hot tub, but he just shook his head and ignored him... I didn't know if he was just refusing to tell Alan, or if maybe due to going senile he honestly didn't remember... either way it was a relief to not have to worry about it, although if he had said anything I was going to just suggest he was confusing me with Evelyn. Alan was steadily trying to come up with ideas for "accidentally" exposing me to his friends, and it seemed like the excitement of Evelyn's boyfriend peeking on me just accelerated that. Alan had 3 close friends, and a couple other guys who would come over on the weekends to play video games... they would link up their machines and TVs to play against each other... which was boring as hell for me, but they seemed to have a good time. Because of our sleep schedules, we'd be up all night and it wasn't uncommon for someone to crash on a couch. His three closest friends were Billy, Jose, and 'Squat'... I'm not sure what Squat's real name was, but that was what he was referred to... I think it had something to do with being shorter and fat, but I really don't know. All of his friends were nice toward me, and we got along well. They never said anything inappropriate to me or made me feel uneasy, but I'd catch them checking me out from time to time... which is normal for any guy, I guess. Alan always let me know he noticed his friends checking me out as well... it seemed to make him proud, and the idea they wanted to fuck me or that they jack off thinking about me turned him on... and it turned me on too. I'm sure they wondered what it would be like to fuck me, and despite knowing I never would fuck them, the idea of letting them sneak a look was arousing. I told him I'd be willing to strip down in front of everyone, but we both agreed that it is more erotic if they think they see something they're not supposed to... and Alan seemed embarrassed that he enjoyed showing me off, so he rather his friends didn't know. I'd been living there with Alan for a few weeks now, and we had managed to have a nipple slip here and there, but nothing overly exciting. Alan was ready to kick things up but wasn't sure how to go about it. We had made a video of me masturbating and getting fucked by Alan, and we often thought about how we could maybe "accidentally" let it get in one of their hands... Alan was fucking me before work one day when he asked "I put the videos and pictures on a thumb drive... who should I give it to?". I bit my lip and said "I wish I could watch them as they look through the pics and videos... who would you most like to see me like that?". Alan slowed his strokes, I think to prevent from cumming and said "maybe Jose... he's the one that's less likely to say anything, and most likely to enjoy it". I gave Alan a devious smile as I said "then let's show Jose my pussy... let him explore my naked body... I hope he cums hard while looking at me"... that was all Alan could take before he was cumming inside of me. Alan loaded a couple movies he was supposed to let him borrow on his thumb drive, and then also added a folder with a copy of my illicit pics and videos on there as well... Alan told me "I'll give it to him, and then later message him telling him I forgot those were on there... I'm sure he'll be curious enough to look, and I can play it off as an accident". I smiled and said "well let me know what he says!", to which he replied "of course" as he playfully spanked my bare ass. I was glad I had someone who was excited to be part of my exhibitionism, it made everything a lot more fun... but I knew I still felt like I was missing out on what I discovered I really liked, and that was getting fucked by someone new... I didn't know what to do about it, but it was always on the back of my mind... Once Alan had left, I laid around a bit and then decided to jump in the shower and clean up... Evelyn would be coming over later, the first time since she had been here without her now ex boyfriend, and I was wanting to talk to her about what she had said... about fucking Alan... it had been in my thoughts since she said it, and I found it arousing. As I showered I thought about whether or not I should tell Evelyn about my growing interests in fucking someone new... she didn't know I fucked her ex, and I didn't plan on telling her either... I preferred to keep that a secret for sure... but I felt like I could trust her, and I wanted someone I could talk about it with. As I was massaging shampoo into my hair, the shower curtain pulled back about two feet, and it scared the living shit out of me! There stood Alan's grandpa just smiling and looking me up and down. "You startled me!" I said, not sure how to handle the situation. He seemed to laugh, while making no sound as he was openly gawking at my young naked body. My heart was still racing from being scared as I turned to rinse the shampoo out of my hair... I was uncomfortable and didn't know what to do, and despite being aroused knowing he was enjoying looking at me, I was hoping when I turned back around he'd be gone... but he wasn't. He was brazenly lowering his head up and down looking me over and squeezing his cock in his jogging pants. I was never expecting him to be so bold, as he shamelessly squatted slightly to better see my pussy. He was over 3 times my age, but that clearly didn't bother him. I didn't want him to think things would go further, so I finally said "You can look, but no touching... ok?". He seemed to understand as he looked up at me and nodded with a smile. I felt a bit nervous, but seeing how much he was enjoying looking at me made me feel sexy as I continued my shower as if he wasn't there. I had left the bathroom door open since I never really ever saw him... maybe he took that as an invitation? I guess I would have to lock the door for here on out... unless I didn't mind him watching. He seemed harmless though, so if he wanted to look at me, I didn't see the harm in it... Alan might like it too... I turned the water off and looked at him as I asked "can you hand me the towel?"... I didn't know if he'd react, but he reached behind and grabbed the towel and handed it to me... he apparently understood everything I was saying, I really wasn't sure in the past... I wondered if he knew it was me he saw getting fucked outside the hot tub a couple weeks ago. I took my time drying off in front of him, allowing my tits to jiggle as I dried my hair, lifting my leg on the side of the tub as I dried between my legs... he squatted to get a better look of my pussy than he had ever seen before, and I rubbed my clit a little as I felt like a slut on display to his old eyes. I was barely out of high school, barely 18 years old, and I was allowing this much older, near senile man explore my body... watching as he rubbed and squeezed his cock through his jogging pants, and knowing I was doing something really special for him. I stepped out of the tub and wrapped the towel around my hair, leaving my body exposed. He gave me a smile that would have came off as sweet if he wasn't simultaneously griping his cock... I smiled back and said "I don't mind you looking at me... but let's keep it between us, ok?... and no touching'". He nodded and looked like he was trying to talk, but couldn't... I grabbed his hand and said "come on, that's enough excitement for awhile" as I walked him back to his room. His computer was playing porn on it as he sat in front of it and smiled at me as he glanced at the screen and then back at me... apparently proud of it, I wasn't sure. I stood there naked as I said "I'll let you get back to your fun...I hope I helped". Without any further notice, he pulled his cock out of his jogging pants and started jacking off. I don't know why it caught me off guard, and I knew I could just walk out, but I liked that he was staring at my tits while doing it. His cock wasn't big, maybe 5 inches, but it had a fat mushroom head on it... I felt a rush run from between my legs up to my face, making my heart beat seem heavy... and I wanted to see him cum. I held my tits up for him and said "Can you see how hard my nipples are?"... apparently that was all the help he needed as I watched him cum in little spurts. I bit my lip with a smile and said "I'm glad I could help... remember, this stays between us" as I walked out of his room and closed the door. I looked forward to telling Alan about it! I figured I'd leave out the part where he jacked off in front of me... I wasn't sure how he'd handle that, but I was quick to go back to my room to message him all the rest of the details. Alan had already texted me saying "Jose has the thumb drive... it's only a matter of time before he sees you on there". I smiled as I replied "I can't wait to hear about it!" with a pic of myself on the bed... cell phones weren't the best back then, so the photo quality wasn't as good as the digital camera, but it worked. I decided I'd wait until he got home to tell him what happened with his grandpa... he'll be more worked up that way, and I was looking forward to him fucking me again while being excited. Evelyn let me know she would be over soon, as a packed a bowl and smoked a little while laying on the bed... I don't know if Alan's grandpa was able to smell it when we smoked, but it never seemed to be an issue. I laid there, still nude and slowly masturbated a little while thinking about how naughty I'd been, letting an old man look at my naked ass while he jerked off. I wondered what Jose was going to think about the videos and pictures on that thumb drive... I knew he was attracted to me, I'd seen him check me out quite a few times... and he even stared during a slight nipple "slip" I had once... knowing he was probably stroking his cock right then while seeing me at my most intimate was incredibly sexy. Eventually I got up and put on my bathing suit (I knew she was wanting to get in the hot tub), and Evelyn came over sporting a bottle of wine. "Hey sexy, good to see you" she said as she gave me a hug. I grabbed the wine from her and said "go ahead and change into your bathing suit, and I'll pour us some wine". I grabbed a couple towels and filled up a couple of big glasses as she put on her suit she had brought... she walked in to grab her glass as I told her "wow, you look hot in that!". She smiled while doing a playful spin and we headed out and climbed in the hot tub as we made small talk. Eventually our sex lives came up... she told me she wasn't currently seeing anyone, and I told her I'd been getting fucked a couple times daily by Alan. She smiled and said "well aren't you just the lucky girl" as she sipped on her wine. I was nervous to ask, but I knew the time was right... so I finally just said "a couple weeks ago, when you said you'd fuck Alan if you had the chance... did you mean it?". Evelyn looked a little nervous, so I added "it doesn't upset me... I was just curious... if I wanted him to fuck you, would you let him?". Evelyn sheepishly looked down and then asked me "would you want him to?"... I felt a but embarrassed as I said "honestly, I'm not sure... but I think so... the idea turns me on a lot, and I think it would be really hot to see... I haven't suggested anything to him, but I know he enjoyed seeing you passed on naked on the bed". Evelyn briefly covered her face as if she was embarrassed and said "I'm sorry about that, I can't believe I drank that much... I was worried you might be upset he saw me like that". I laughed and said "not at all... seeing him checking you out turned me on a bit. That's when Evelyn hit me with "do you have a kink?... like something that just does it for you?"... I felt my face turn a bit red as I hesitantly said "I've been exploring a couple things... what about you?". Evelyn smiled and said "I'll tell you mine, but you have to tell me yours after, ok?"... I smiled and said "ok, I promise" as I nervously sipped my wine. Evelyn smirked and said "I know this sounds bad... but... lately I've enjoyed the idea of fucking married men... or someone's boyfriend... the idea of some other girls man fucking me makes me hot". I gave her a sly grin as I asked "oh really?", before she added "I think it's just the idea of fucking someone I'm not supposed to, or knowing how excited they are to fuck me on the side... I know it's horrible, but it just turns me on". I tried to give her a reassuring look as I said "I totally understand... now that I'm thinking about it, that does sound kinda sexy... so does that mean you like the idea of letting Alan fuck you?". Evelyn smirked and replied "if you're sure you're OK with it"... I had that familiar warm rush hit my pussy and chest as I said "I haven't talked to him about it yet, I wanted to make sure you were OK with it first... I'll talk to him about it soon". Evelyn was quick to point out "ok, it's your turn now... what's one of your kinks?". I bit my lip a bit and said "Alan has recently got me into exhibitionism... you know, exposing myself to other guys". Evelyn looked confused and said "I thought Alan was more of a jealous type"... I told her "he doesn't want me doing anything with anyone... he just likes me to tease guys... he is embarrassed about it, so you can't say anything... but letting guys sneak a peek at me turns me on too"... I told her the story about how he got me into it (which is a story for another time), and how Alan gave Jose the loaded thumb drive by "accident". I admitted that I purposely let her ex peep on me when I put on my bathing suit... but I didn't tell her about how I let him fuck me. Evelyn smiled as she swirled her wine in her glass and said "that all does sound like fun... maybe we could do something together sometime"... that made me feel better, like I wasn't to weird for being the way I am. I thought about what I was going to tell her next before I said it... I was really hesitant to say it, but I felt I could trust her... d so I said "and lately... I've been thinking a lot about... other guys". Evelyn smiled and said "like, getting fucked by other guys?". I nervously nodded yes and said "I've been feeling like I just want to get fucked by random guys... that just want to use me and that's it... I feel like a slut, but it turns me on". Evelyn slid over next to me and said "I know what you mean... I'm assuming Alan doesn't know that though, does he?"... I quickly said "absolutely not... I just think about it a lot lately, and it's getting to where I'm worried I'm going to do something to ruin things with Alan". The blinds moved in the window, and we both noticed it. I told Evelyn "that's Alan's grandpa... he's a bit of a pervert". I laughed as I told her what had happened earlier, and how he watched me shower and jerked off in front of me... I could tell she was a bit shocked, so I told her "I wouldn't fuck him... but knowing he gets turned on by me is hot"... I was afraid she would think I was strange now, but she just said "So... should we show him our tits?"... it took me a second, but I looked her in the eyes with a smile and reached behind me to undo my top... and she returned the smile and did the same. We both flamboyantly removed our tops and proudly displayed our tits for his viewing. I looked at Evelyn who seemed to be enjoying herself, and she told me "I can see how this can be a lot of fun" in a playful voice. She proudly sat there with her perky tits hovering over the water, her little light colored nipples a drastic contrast to my larger darker nipples. The old man was happily watching us when Evelyn asked "So when my ex was here last time... why didn't you fuck him... no one would have known"... I didn't want to tell her I did... so I said "I thought about it... i wanted to.... but I was worried Alan would find out". Evelyn stood up and untied her bottoms and tossed them to the side as she gave me a mischievous smirk. I looked at the old man who was intently staring at her, and it turned me on a well... maybe that's how Alan feels when I show off... I all the sudden felt like I understood him better. Evelyn turned around to show off her ass, as I followed her lead and stood up and removed my bottoms. She asked me "so... hypothetically... if I set you up to get fucked hard by a guy, and no one else would know... would you do it?". I felt my pussy throb a bit as I thought about it while looking at her sexy body, and I gave a slight shrug and said "maybe... I'd definitely think about it". She gave me a big smile and said "I bet you would... maybe we'll see soon" as she leaned in and kissed me. I had never kissed a girl before, and it caught me completely off guard... and I didn't know what to think. I guess she could tell by the expression on my face that I was stunned as she said "I've been thinking about doing that... I'm sorry if I crossed a line". I stammered a bit as I told her "it's OK, it was just unexpected... I've never done that before". Emily looked a bit embarrassed as she said "I hadn't either... I was just curious". I sat on the side of the hot tub and said "will you do it again?". Evelyn walked up and gave me a short but passionate kiss.. and then pulled away and sat down next to me. I blushed as I told her "I liked that... thank you". All the sudden I saw Evelyn in a new light, and I wondered what it might be like to be with a woman sexually. I looked over at her and she laid back on her elbows with her legs still spread, giving the old man a clear view of her fully shaven cunt. She was clearly enjoying herself as her eyes stayed focus on him, while his were clearly glued between her legs. I laid back next to her as she panted a little and said "I bet there's a ton of guys out there who would love to have the view he does right now". She was right, and the idea made me want to masturbate right there... but I didn't feel comfortable doing that in front of her... so instead I suggested "should we go inside and smoke... I think he's had enough of a show for today". Evelyn agreed, and we took our time drying ourselves off in front of him before going inside... we didn't bother getting dressed, we just sat naked next to each other taking hits off the pipe... eventually she asked me "can I see the videos that Alan took to his friend?"... I loved the idea she wanted to see, so I grabbed the laptop and showed her with the pics and videos were before realizing I should check my phone to see if Alan had messaged me... which of course he had. He told me "Jose messaged me and said there was a folder on the thumb drive that was left by accident... I acted confused and said what's on it? lol". The next message said "Jose messaged me and said don't be mad, but there's videos and pictures of Diana on there. I acted surprised and told him not to show or tell anyone else, and he said he wouldn't." The next message said "I told him that he and I both know he's watched the videos already, and I couldn't blame him since I'm sure I would as well under the same circumstances. Just to keep it between us as I didn't want everyone to hear about it". I replied back "that's so hot, I can't wait for you to fuck me when you get home!". Alan was fast to respond "I can't wait either... Jose didn't deny watching anything, he just said he was sorry and he wouldn't tell a soul. I told him that It's not his fault and thanked him for letting me know". I filled Evelyn in on everything that had happened, and she told me "I kind of wish I was on there too... letting him think he's getting a forbidden look at my body"... I think she understood why it turned me on so much as well, so I suggested "how about I take some pics of you with the digital camera, and I'll let Alan discover them?" Evelyn gave me a playful smirk as she broke her gaze from the laptop monitor and said "what would you tell him is the reason they are on there?", to which I said "I'll tell him you wanted me to take them for you so you could send it to some guy... I'll send them to you in an email, and pretend I forgot to delete them". She looked back at the laptop playing a video of Alan eating me out and then said "you have to tell me when he sees them and what he says!". I took another hit off the pipe before getting up to grab the camera... I knew Alan liked looking at her passed out so he was going to love having some pics of her he can keep... especially if he doesn't know she knows he saw them. Evelyn followed me into the bedroom and crawled up on the bed... she honestly looked beautiful laying there naked. I pulled up the camera and started taking pics as she rolled onto her back and spread her legs... her pussy was clearly wet and aroused, and you could see her entrance opening. She flipped over and posed in a doggystyle position as I continued to take pictures, not being shy to get close up shots as well... Evelyn looked at me and asked "do you think Alan will fuck me?"... I laid on the bed next to her and asked "you like the idea of fucking my boyfriend don't you?". Evelyn hesitated a bit before looking me in the eyes and nodding yes... I smiled as I started to rub one of her breasts... I did it without even thinking about it, and she responded positively. I made a conscious decision to initiate a kiss... it just felt right, and she returned the kiss as it grew more and more passionate... I felt her hand explore my breasts as we started to embrace each other... I felt our hips as we slowly grinded and humped on each other, before she broke our kiss and started kissing my breasts. I gasped as I felt my pulse start racing, and then her hand started moving slowly down toward my pussy... I was nervous, but I opened my legs to show her I was OK with it as she slowly started massaging my clit. I had never been touched like that by a female before, and it felt so exciting and taboo at the time. I felt her shaking a little, and I realized she was just as nervous and excited as I was... she slowly slid her finger in me, and I instinctively grinded down on her hand. After a few minutes of playing with my pussy, and handling my nipples with her tongue, she stopped... looked at me with lust filled eyes, and then slid down my body... I felt her nipples glide down my stomach as she lowered herself between my legs... she took one look before slowly starting to lick my pussy. I moaned as she got more and more into it, running her tongue up and down my slit, and then inside of me... I had a handful of guys in the past eat me out, but this was different... this was so much more intense. I moaned loudly and told her "you're so fucking good at that, oh my God!" As I held her head and started humping her face... but that's when I saw movement in the corner of my eye... Alan's grandpa was standing at the door, and steadily stroking his cock as he watched us... there I was having my first sexual experience with another girl, and this old pervert is just blazingly masturbating as he watched. Just a few months ago we'd have been to young, and what he was doing would be seen as illegal... yet he shamelessly stared as I started to cum on Evelyn's face. I looked down to notice my hardened nipples pointing straight up, and Evelyn's eyes focused on me as I felt my face tensing up and my cunt started to contract... the old man started to cum, and I announced to Emily I was about to do the same as my body went into convulsions. I heard Evelyn start grunting and realized she had been fingering herself while she was licking my pussy, and she was clearly having an orgasm too. I looked back at the door and noticed that Alan's grandpa was no longer there, as Evelyn laid her head on my stomach and caught her breath. After a minute she stood up and started to put her clothes on, and told me "I should go home now... I'm a little embarrassed". I was confused and told her "there's no reason to be embarrassed... that was incredible". She looked bashful as she told me "I've thought about it a few times before... but I never expected it to happen" as she finished getting dressed. I reassured her that I was glad it did and asked "are we OK? I don't want things to get weird between us"... she gave me a shy smile and said "I was worried you might be awkward around me now". I got up and gave her a short kiss on the lips and told her "I feel closer to you than ever". Evelyn replied "good" as she gave me a playful slap on my ass and started to head toward the door. She stopped and said "you're still going to tell me when Alan sees the pics, right". I answered "of course!... I might even tell him I took some photos for you, so that he looks for them". Evelyn giggled and said "I like it" as she opened the door... but before leaving she added "I still want Alan to fuck me", to which I told her "I still want him to fuck you too". She laughed as she said goodnight and closed the door. My mind was still spinning from everything that had happened, I noticed the laptop was still playing a video showing me masturbating, with close up shots of my open vagina... and I started thinking about how Jose has seen this, and more than likely jacked off to it. I wondered if he would act different around me now, or look at me different. I messaged Alan and told him "Evelyn just left. She asked me to take some pics for her to send to guys online". Alan replied back asking "what kind of pics did she ask you to take?"... I replied back "naughty naked ones ;) she asked me to email them to her and then delete them"... it took him a minute to reply "yeah, I guess that's understandable that she would want you to delete them". I decided to give him a little time to be disappointed before I replied back "maybe I could forget to delete them. If you want". It was a bit before he replied "would that upset you?", to which I quickly told him "not at all... I was kind of hoping you wanted to see them ?". Eventually Alan got home at met me in the bedroom with a big smile and said "you know Jose had been jerking off and studying your body all night" as he stripped down and laid next to me. I handed him the digital camera and said "don't tell her I let you see these"... he smiled as he brought up the first pic and carefully studied each one before moving to the next. I took the opportunity to suck on his cock while he was doing that, and then stopped long enough to ask "how much would you like to fuck her?" before sucking on his dick again. He didn't respond, I'm sure worried that saying the wrong thing might upset me... so I told him "I want to watch you fuck her... would you do that for me?". Alan looked down at me and said "really?... why?". I pulled my mouth off his cock and stroked it as I said "I want her to see how good you fuck... I want to see her enjoy your cock... do you think you could fuck both of us at the same time?". Alan looked back at her photos and said "I'm willing to find out... if you want me too". I started sucking his cock again and he asked "do you think she'd be OK with it?". I bit my lip a bit and said "I'll find out... but if she says yes, you better be ready to fuck us both". Alan still looked a little unsure before he said "if that's what you guys want...". I pulled him on top of me and told him "now fuck me like Jose wants to fuck me... I bet he spent all night jacking off while studying my pussy". Alan climbed on top of me and started frantically fucking me, and all I could think about is what happened earlier with Evelyn... and how I couldn't wait to tell her that we'll be having a threesome soon... and hopefully next time I could have my first experience going down on her too. Things were definitely heating up, and I couldn't wait to see where things would go next.

Below this tally was a column of numbers all in $100 increments. Each number in the column was headed by either S or A. This column totaled $2400. S and A, Sarah and Ashton... it was obvious El Capo had both Sarah and Ashley working. Then the jolt of my life; the picture on the monitor changed. It showed my wife on her back in a bed similar to the one I had in this room. A very dark Mexican was between her spread legs, sexing her furiously in the traditional “missionary” position. I was transfixed by my anger. I could not look away from the monitor as he pummeled her. This went on and on. At first it seemed like she was trying to get away from him, but soon it was clear her legs were fanning up against his body. Then the unthinkable; I watched as her beautiful thin white arms came up to encircle his dark brown back and neck to bring him down to her for a kiss. It was so agonizing to watch. I could hear both of them moaning as they worked together toward a combined wild climax which delivered his sperm deep in her unprotected body. I could clearly see this thug’s very large testicles pumping his fluids into her. All their violent movements slowed and finally stopped as he lay resting, draining on top of her. A good while later I watched in horror as he finally moved off her stood up and stepped back with his large brown weapon in hand now flaccid and dripping the last of his cum. He grinned down at my wife, “Lady, you are something very special. That was the best lovin I ever had. You are a puta that really needs it. What a treasure.” He sat down on the side of the bed and turned her such that her head was in his lap. Without a comment she started to clean his manhood starting upward from his testicles. Arriving at the end she consumed his now flaccid penis. Pablo moaned enclosed her head in his arms and delivered again. “Sarah, you so good to Pablo; Pablo loves you and he’s going to tell you a secret cause he loves you. The more you do what you do here with me...the better it all go for you. You treat EL Capo’s right, he treat you right. You treat El Capo wrong, he beat your ass. You treat him real bad, he just has someone take you out like a sick horse and shoot you. You’re a smart lady. You take it good like you just did whenever El Capo wants and everything will be good for you. I come back real soon.” Just then the monitor returned to the numbers. I watched as the column at the bottom adds another, S and the tally at the top decreased to $284,467. I shuddered from head to toe. It was a long way to go. I was startled as the door to my cell was opened. A big dark thug unlocked me and led me out into the compound. “El Capo wants you to help with something gringo. He needs you to make a video to sell. You and your bitches are really the item... lots of demand for the stuff. You’re going to knock some dinero off your tally using your dick. Just a minute and you’ll see how.” A few doors away I was led into another cell. My chain was locked to the eye bolt in the center of the room. He went out and locked the door behind himself. I was alone in the darkened room. Slowly I began to see a shape on the bed. It was Ashley tied spread eagle on her back, covered with a light sheet. The lights came up a bit and I watched as the red record light came on a small camera high in the corner came on. Then Diego’s voice came through the monitor, “Ashley is going to be a popular puta now, gringo. You two got thirty minutes to get her off with a good climax for the video. I got a bunch of cowboys over here betting on how long it takes you to do it so don’t waste time. Get to it.” I knew what he meant. EL Capo was making money on a big bet and he wanted another incriminating video of me fucking my daughter. Ashley was awake although groggy. I was nude except for the blanket around my shoulder. I looked down into her beautiful blue eyes and gently moved the sheet downward revealing her sensuous young body. She was completely nude as well. She spread her lets and lifted her arms toward me. She clearly had heard and understood the message. I went in between her spread legs on my knees. Her vagina was pink and swollen. I had no options. I very gently slid my manhood into her. She moaned as it went in smoothly to the hilt. I cannot tell you how aroused I was. This was my daughter but incest didn’t matter anymore, she was beautiful and this was so erotic. I lost all control. I made love to her. I made every effort to be gentle and considerate, but my raging hormones took over. Right away it was apparent something took control of her body as well. We responded to one another with wild passion. I was in another world. Dumbfounded by how aggressive she was. How could that be? She was coming up at me, responding wildly. Our sex together had reached an amazing fevered pitch when I unloaded into her with an enormous climax. Then to my amazement my climax was completely matched as she moaned loudly and drew me down as time after time she climaxed as well. Finished, I collapsed on top of her. She lay beneath me breathing very heavily as her vagina tightened around me. I glanced over at the monitor as A--$500 was added to the income column. Ashley had scored another good video by ravenously fucking her dad. I could hear confusion in the courtyard outside the door. It was loud enough that I took the chance and whispered in her ear, “I am so sorry baby. Are you ok? I love you so much.” She looked up at me with her big blue eyes, “Daddy, I know you love me. You just made some horrible mistakes with the gambling. It’s all right, now. They are treating me very good as long as I do what they want. We will all get through this. I love you.” I stood up, covered myself with the Mexican blanket and gently covered her nude body with the sheet. Moments later the door opened and Diego unlocked me and led me out into the cool night air. The blanket over my shoulders did nothing to limit the wet cold feeling down below. Once back in my room and locked to the floor I lay down hoping to get some sleep, but there were frequent interruptions. All the little openings in the doors and walls were just that, openings without glass. I could hear all manner of noises from the compound and other rooms. When I dozed I was overcome with the nightmare my day had been. I had vivid memory of Sarah and Ashley. What a horrible thing; particularly with Ashley. They had me rape her for their entertainment betting pleasure. She had been a virgin; these criminals betted on her. Nothing could have been worse. Then tonight they made a commercial video of me having intercourse with her. Again it was for their gambling entertainment. I was filled with dread for tomorrow. I finally just drifted off. About an hour later the damn TV monitor came on brightly. Sarah was with another Vaquero. It was horrible to watch. I could hear them as well as see the video. She was not constrained in any way. There were two drink glasses and a bottle of tequila on the table by her bed. Except for the neck band and loose chain they had left on her the intercourse with this thug could have been considered very consensual. They sat at the table drinking for a while. He was talking mostly in Spanish. She looked at him with a pleased expression and even smiled frequently throughout. Then on to the bed where she willingly did what he wanted and he wanted a lot. It ended when they climaxed in unison. His moans and her squeals told me things I did not want to know. She got up nude and brought two shots of tequila to the bed where they relaxed propped up together on the pillows. The TV picture faded to the numbers and I watched as the adjustments were made. The monitor change again and I fell asleep watching Ashley being fucked by another dark thug. Things stayed busy in the compound as I passed out from exhaustion. THE NEXT DAY The monitor must have stayed on all night. I awoke in the early morning as it flashed new totals. There were several more “S” and “A” entries in the lower column. It looked like the two of them had been sexed by vaqueros all night. The total income column showed a surprisingly high total. I did not want to understand the details. Diego opened the door moments later and put breakfast on my table. It was good; a large egg and bacon Tostitos and a mug of hot coffee. He also delivered a bottle of tequila and a fruit drink. He poured himself a shot of tequila and sat down on the edge of the bed. With a broad grin he started into laughing diatribe about my status. “You dumb gringo sure got your sweet family in a lot of shit down here, man. El Capo had a get together with us this morning. He wants money and he wants to get things going with all your ladies now. He is one possessive guy. He had all four of your women tattooed with his big EC brand on the neck below their right ear just in case they run. It is big and colorful; covers most of the side of their neck. You are a weird bastard, gringo. I know you will like these tattoos when they are bobbing around in front of your horny nose while you are make videos for sale. Right now we got to get you moving. You got a busy day. First thing, EL Capo is going to have his doctor bring you up to date on some shit with your ladies.” Diego went on a little more as he threw a short Mexican poncho over my shoulders and took me out of the room across the compound to the common room with the straight white chair. My chain was locked to the eye bolt in the center and I was told to sit on a stool to wait. Minutes later a portly man came in wearing a white lab coat and without a word he proceeded to examine me. He was blunt and busy. I stood when he told me to, bent when he told me to, and went back to the stool when he was finished. Nothing was unusual except he seemed to pay a lot of attention to my scrotum and penis. That caused some consternation on my part. When he finished he gave me an injection in my right arm with no explanation as to why. I was back on the stool trying to cover up as much as possible with the poncho as EL Capo came in with Diego. With a laugh and broad grin he pointed for me to come over and join the three of them at the table. My chain rattled on the concrete floor as I moved as quickly as possible. EL Capo started right in, “Asshole, after yesterday we got it going great with your wife and daughter; but that does not solve our problem completely. We need more business capacity if we are going to keep up with the interest you owe and get your loan paid pack quickly. As the word gets out that we have gringo women available here there are plenty of anxious Vaqueros, but there is just not enough time in the day and night for the two of them to handle of all the business. So now we take the next steps. From the beginning I knew there was no way just two of them could fuck you out of this mess. So, as soon as your daughter’s cute asses arrived down here I started to think about ways to bring all four of your ladies into the action. At first, I thought the two little ones were not old enough to really do a trick. I thought they were sure cute enough to bring in some major pesos but way to young and too small. Then, I consulted with this good doctor of mine about what they could do and he assured me that after he did a few little adjustments both of them could not only do tricks, but would really handle the action.” He hesitated...looked over at this “doctor”...then back at me to continue, “Asshole, you are going to learn I am a reasonable man. I want my money but I also like things to run smooth and people around me to be happy. I turned the two of them over to him, but I told him I didn’t want to inflict unnecessary pain on the two little cuties. I want them earning money but I wanted them happy doing it. Drugs, or whatever, I wanted big smiles on their faces while the pesos flowed in. He assured he could set this up so they not only made big money but enjoy it so much they would get completely hooked on the action. He went to work and wow! I love the result. You have already seen how your wife has moved in the right direction. A little drug in her and she fucks anything. Well just wait until you see how these little cuties respond tonight.” He looked at me with a wild toothy grin, “Keep in mind gringo; you will really suffer if I send you back home without your balls. You are going to have to find other ways to calm them down.” He laughed wickedly, “This is going to be all different tonight. That was really quite a show when you introduce Ashley to the cowboys. It made good money and a good video but it was too much pain. I thought there was no way that cutie would be a virgin, but she was and that really hurt when you fucked her. I know she fucked you later in the night but it may take her too long to get real positive about fucking as many cowboys as she is going to have to. She will get there, but it’s going to take too long and require too much drug to really get her on board. Time and drugs are lost money. I want immediate results. Get the money in and get your ass out of her No question Brenda and Cameo are virgins and much smaller so if I just had you give them an introductory fuck it would be even worse than Ashley. These two little ones would be no good for weeks and I want money right away. Right from the start I want these little puta to enjoy things with these cowboys and that gets the money flowing in fast. Well that’s where the Doc here had the answer. He convinced me he could get their little twats adjusted to not only handle these big Mexican cocks but go wild on them. He showed me this expandable pear shaped thing he learned about years ago.” I looked at the Doctor...he was sporting a broad grin. El Capo continued, “Knowing what we needed to get your debt paid, I put him to work on these two the moment they arrived here. He has had eight days to get them ready.” He turned to the Doctor, “Tell this asshole what you have done to get his little bitches ready for work, doc.” The doctor looked at me sporting a most evil grin, “Well over the years we have had lots of young little La Chicas brought in here on their way up to the border. In some cased a trail herder has a little one he wants to turn into his puta. She has learned that she needs to pay for a lot of unexpected shit. The herders know when they are too young and their cunts are too small to get the job done he can bring them to me for an “adjustment”. I have developed a method which helps them handle things. I used this technique with your two younger daughters. From the first night your daughters got here Mr. El Capo wanted me to see if I could get the two little ones into the action if he needed them. They are really quite young, younger than normal; particularly Cameo, but I put them on my program any way. I said I would do what I could with them and the results have been most satisfactory. Each night since they got here I have given them a strong sleeping pill at bed time and inserted one of these pear expanders in their vaginas after they are out. Even heavily sedated they squirm and complain when I first insert the device and a good bit more when I expand it, but soon their little vaginas begin to adjust and with the knock out pill they sleep. During the night I come back at least twice to expand the device to new limits. I leave it in until morning. They squirm. By morning they are enlarged remarkably and comfortable with it in their twat until I arrive and remove the pear around nine. The results have been very satisfactory. Another point of interest...to get these devices into them without pain I had to surgically remove their hymens. That little procedure required that I give them some real joy juice so while they were knocked out I also trimmed back most of the hood over their clits. Then I brought their clits out and supported them outward over the remaining hood membrane. This was a simple procedure which brought their little sensitive clitorises out where they rub firmly against any invading cock. Lastly, I abraded their little clits a bit to make them even more sensitive. When I was finished I tested everything with a good sized dildo. Even the biggest cocks now fit fine and what I did to their clits drives them to distraction when a cock enters them.” He laughed and looked directly at me, “I have personally tested both of your daughters. They are something very special now. I can tell you the two of them are ready for business and you will find them very willing. They have both learned what a grand climax is. They have had several with me and they are hooked. They are going to fuck these Vaqueros like rabbits and enjoy every stroke, believe me.” The doctor stopped at that point. Both he and El Capo looked at me with evil grins. The doctor fell silent while El Capo went on, “So that’s the story, asshole. They are ready and I have decided to introduce them tonight. I’ve got lots of Vaqueros who have already paid big to attend their coming out party.” He stopped and laughed with a big toothy grin, “I have decided you will be the big show with the two of them tonight just like you were last night with Sarah and Ashley. But, tonight it’s going to go smooth...the Doc guarantees. They are going to show these Vaqueros what they can do on your cock to get the bidding up there then they are going to get off your cock and be ready and anxious to go right to work. I should have given Ashley the same preparation. She put on a good show on your dick, sold a lot of video, but she got set back when it comes to really producing right away. Hurt her like hell and discouraged her going hard after the vaquero cock. That is just not going to happen with the little ones.” I sat there dumb and speechless. This was giving me a raging hard on. I couldn’t sit still. How horrible! This fake doctor had altered my two young daughters to facilitate their sexing grown men. Most hateful, they were going to be required to have sex with me tonight to entertain and demonstrate what they could do. They are so young...one middle school and the other a high school freshman. I knew the oldest; Brenda had passed through puberty, but if Cameo had it would have been very recently. I cannot describe the complex feeling. A vision of their faces brought me such remorse but a raging erection at the same time. I thought about nothing else as I was led out of the big room and back across the compound to my cell. I had said nothing to the doctor or EL Capo. There was nothing I could say that would make any difference. My afternoon would be endless, waiting and worrying. AT NIGHT My evening started when I was take over and bound to straight chair in the commons room. My legs and arms were taped exactly as last night. The gray hood was place over my head and I felt the leather lariat being tightened around my gentles. I sat in silence for a few minutes and then loud mariachi music began over which I could hear men coming into the room with a lot of raucous noise and clanking beer bottles. It got louder and louder like there were even more than last night. Finally things quieted a little and EL Capo began to loudly tell the drunken mob what was in store. Everything he said was sinister, demented and twisted and it all involved me and my two little girls. There was the clinking of beer bottles and a general uproar for a few moments as the mariachi music became louder and someone came into the room. Then things quieted a bit and I was stunned as he introduced Brenda, my middle daughter, “Hey dudes this is Brenda. She is going to entertain you tonight. Ain’t she cute? Give this little lady a good Mexican greeting and let’s see what she has in store for us.” I could see nothing but my imagination ran wild as I listened. With the mariachi music getting faster and louder, El Capo kept the ball rolling, “Brenda, it’s time for you to open that pretty outfit and show these cowboys what you got. I want you to show them that special dance you practiced for them.” My imagination ran wild. What was she wearing? How fancy had they made her look? What sort of “dance” was she doing? I could feel my erection rising in my lap. I had no idea if the poncho over my shoulders was long enough to cover me. This was terrible. A murmur grew to a roar in the crowd and I heard beer bottles clinking as they toasted whatever my daughter was putting on display to them. As soon as things settled a bit, El Capo went directly to the point, “Brenda, tell these fine Vaqueros what the score is with you and this asshole we have tied back here.” Next I heard my daughter’s voice giving what was so obviously a rehearsed invitation to the thugs. It was horrible, “Hello Mexican men. I am here because my father, the asshole you see tied in the chair behind me, is a sick gambler and he is far in debt to Mr. El Capo. I was brought down here to help repay what he owes. I am young but as you can see I am ready to entertain you. Wouldn’t you agree?” There was a loud roar, clinking beer bottles and whistles. “Right now Mr. El Capo wants me to show you how well I do things. I am going to fuck my father back there to show you what I can do. After I am done, Mr. EL Capo will take your bids for me.” There was a roar, I heard things moving about and then the grey hood was jerked off my head. Brenda was standing in front of the Vaqueros with her back toward me. She was complete free; no chains or ropes; in fact no one near her. Diego said something to her and she turned to face me. She was wearing a thin blue robe like her mother and Ashley wore the previous night and she was holding it open such as to fully display her sex. I could look at nothing else. Her vulva and entire pubic region were extremely enlarged, pink, smooth and shockingly beautiful. What the doctor had done to her was unbelievable. She stood there looking at me with glazed eyes and a seductive grin. She was so little and innocent, yet obviously she was ready to get on with things. Her strange erotic grin convinced me quickly that she had been drugged. On some cue she came toward me. The mariachi band got louder, the din in the audience grew as she came toward me with a strange broad smile on her face. With each step she took, I could clearly see her little pink abraded clit slightly exposed, moving between her vaginal lips. El Capo walked behind her but it was clear he was not threatening her in any way. She had been well coached. She walked up in front of my bound knees, looked down at my outrageous erection, and opened her robe completely as if she was going to work and then looked back audience with a coy grin. My erection responded with a pulsating movement. It was completely out of control. She had always been a bit shorter but very shapely, even as a child. Now as a young woman she was a little knock out. Her breasts were large; larger even than Ashley even though she was six inches shorter and over two years younger. Her waist was very small making her swollen sex appear to be even larger when compared with her small body. My knees were bound tight together. She slowly spread her legs and started to come up over my knees all the while looking directly at me with a drugged grin. Once far enough onto my lap that she could sit back she straddled me and stopped. Then, looking directly into my face she delivered what was so obviously a prepared speech. It was loud enough for all to hear and very humiliating. “Well hello daddy. Wow! I can see you really want me. Well, they sure have made me ready for you, haven’t they? Mr. El Capo wants me to use your cock to show these men how well I can fuck. It is terrible, but I love you enough to do this to save your life.” With that Brenda removed her robe from her body completely and laid it aside on the floor. There were cheers and whistles behind her as they first saw her completely nude. What a stunning figure. Money started to flood toward EL Capo landing of the floor in front of him. Brenda moved upward along my legs until my enormous cock rested against her tummy. My erection came clear up to her belly button. I couldn’t help but see the large tattoo on the side of her neck. The vibrant colors, red, yellow, orange, burned into neck now burned into my brain. El Capo owned her. How could he have been more possessive? She knew exactly what to do. She raised her elbows toward Diego and Gurrero on either side and they lifted her onto me. With one smooth, very damp movement downward my daughter mounted my erection. All the time she looked directly into my eyes and maintained this exotic tempting grin. I was dumb struck how she stared at me and moaned while her vagina slid completely down onto me. She looked drugged or mesmerized or perhaps both. Was it real or fake...I will never know, but the thugs sure thought it was real and that was all that mattered. What a show. There was wild cheering and the clinking Corona bottle necks as they offered their approval. When she was finished with her little dance my erection was a hard as it could be and completely inside her vagina. She was riding on it, stabilized with her hands on my chest. Her feet didn’t reach the floor. She brought her knees up jockey style onto the sides of the chair seat, moved her hands on to my lower chest, and started to ride me like a pony. The doctor had her well prepared. There was obviously no pain what so ever. Her vagina felt like a glove; snug, warm and she knew exactly what to do with it. She was clearly very aroused. You can’t fake these things. I looked down. Her swollen pink pubic region was now perfectly encased around my cock, stroking full length on me. Just watching her took me over the top. I shuddered, moaned loudly, and sent surge after surge of my semen deep into her young body. Over and over, my climax went on for some time. The audience responded wildly. A bidding process had started when she first came to me. I have no idea what the bidding was for, but I feared it was for sex with Brenda. Finally, I started to quiet down but Brenda continued to ride me as if nothing had happened. I sat bound in place, embarrassed as she continued to work my cock while the thugs roared their approval and the bidding jumped through $1200. A glance downward explained her continued obsession with fucking me. What the doctor had done to her was obscene but it was getting results. With each stroke her pink exposed clitoris rubbed directly along my erection and this obviously drove her to distraction. Then it happened. Brenda stared directly into my eyes with a frozen mesmerized grin and let out a loud screaming moan as she drove down against me and climaxed. She was in some kind of wild trance. Her young body heaved down on me, time after time, and she continued to moan loudly. Finally she started to slow just a little and then she quietly slowed to a stop frozen in place on my cock. She flashed a strange cute grin at me and then turned it toward the Vaqueros. Then she bent forward which brought her large beautiful breasts to my chest and hugged my neck as she whispered, “Sorry daddy. They have made an animal out of me. I need this so much. Please don’t be ashamed of me. I still know this is so wrong but this is what I must do now.” With that she lifted from me. I was amazed. Her young body was supple enough that, even enlarged as she was, her vagina tightened remarkably as my now flaccid erection slid out of her. She was retaining everything. She dismounted from me and stood by my side with a little sexy “see what I can do” grin as one of the vaqueros came over, handed El Capo a big wad of bills and walked her out of the room toward the courtyard. As she walked out beside him she was looking directly up at him with an alluring smile. The event had been a big success. El Capo and his two sidekicks each stood there with fists full of money. I was released from the chair and constrained by only the neck chain locked to the eye bolt. Money seemed to be all over the floor. Drinks were being handed out... lots of cerveza with shots of tequila. There was a bit more confusion, music and madness as the door opened and my youngest daughter sort of danced in. Diego was walking along with her with a riding crop tucked in his belt. She was dressed in a very short pleated skirt that I recognized from home and a very thin tank top which showed her budding little breasts and aroused nipples. She had been well briefed. When she arrived in front of the bunch of thugs, she turned toward them and held up her little skirt just enough to show them what they were interested in. She was nude and bare underneath. She looked steadily at the thugs with a timid grin and started to move to the music. EL Capo had been drinking during Brenda’s thing and it showed. His order was rougher than before, “Diego, have that sweetheart turn our way so we can see more than just her cute ass.” Without further prompting Cameo turned toward us, lifted her little skirt even higher and erotically swayed her hips to the music. The doctor’s work on her young body so obvious; her vulva was enlarged, pink and absolutely smooth. Even without arousal, her little pink clitoris was visible, distended outward between her near the top of her vaginal lips. I was spell bound in horror at what they had done to her. Several minutes passed before I could raise my eyes from her sex to look at the rest of her. Her long hair had been fixed up onto her head and held in place by a colorful Mexican head band making her bright neck tattoo so obvious. She was wearing excessive makeup like a little show girl and she gave me a coy grin the moment she noticed I was looking at her. Her laughing smile faded some as Diego touched her bottom with the riding crop. She looked at him with distain, clearly indicating his touch, however light, had been unnecessary. She knew what to do. She turned to look into my eyes and came directly toward me. When she arrived in front of my bound legs she simply climbed onto my lap from the front, straddling my legs like a pommel horse in school. There was no question she knew what was expected of her as she slid up on my legs toward my very aroused unit. When she arrived with my erection against her tummy she looked directly into my eyes with a smile, “Hi Daddy, wow you are sure ready. You are going to have to help me.” She braced her hands against my waist as I lifted her and allowed the bulbous head of my cock to slide into her very young body. She clearly had done this before. She murmured, closed her eyes and settled down onto me. There was obviously no pain. In a series of smooth movements she worked her vagina all the way down consuming my manhood completely. Fully mounted, her eyes opened with a spellbound stare as she lifted a little and her pink clit began sliding up and down along my shaft. Every move she made was accompanied by a quiet murmur. It was horrible for me, hearing my little daughter erotic reactions and knowing I was the reason. She went at me for some time then stopped moving, fully mounted, with the head of my penis deep inside against her little cervix. She just sat there, looked up at me, grinning, breathing heavily, looking directly into my eyes. I looked down. I could not believe the size of her swollen vulva. That quack doctor had skillfully altered her body such that she fit perfectly on a large adult male. Minutes passes as she continued to sit on my lap, looking directly into my eyes with that fascinating stare. Then out of nowhere, her arms came up around my neck and she began stroking my engorged member with wild abandon. I wrapped my arms around her to slow her but soon I found I was actually encouraging her wild ride on my member. I could not help it. She was moaning loudly, breathing heavily, and pumping my engorged cock. It was just a couple minutes until I had all I could take. I moaned loudly, pulled her down onto me and for the second time that night I sent an incestuous load into one of my daughters. Time after time my testicles pumped into her, loading her little vagina with a bath of my sperm. She hugged me tightly as she felt me delivering into her and then her movements grew slow and very intense as she climaxed as well. My little middle school daughter had a climax that was one for the record books mounted on her father. It was done. My youngest daughter and I had just had the most erotic, wild, intercourse in front of a mob of Mexican thugs and El Capo’s cameras. Her massive climax ended with her legs tightened against mine while she was frozen in place, clinging around my neck with all her strength. I panicked. In that moment I was overcome with the vision of my sperm swimming aggressively into her young womb. I had to get away from her but there was no way to do it. She had to move and she was making no effort to get away from me. She hung onto my neck and her legs only got tighter. I could clearly feel the movements deep in her vagina as her young body tightened around me. Slowly the audience of Vaqueros began to quiet. Finally, when she was ready, she hugged me close and whispered loud enough that everyone in the room could hear, “Wow Daddy, that was super. You sure gave it to me real good, didn’t you?” The Vaqueros roared with drunken enthusiasm as they watched her slowly lifted from my cock. Telltale strands of our bodily fluids connected her to my flaccid unit as she turned to dismount from me. Finished she came down from my lap to the floor, and turned toward a thug standing beside El Capo with a fist full of money. She moved toward the two of them all the time looking up at the thug with a cute seductive grin. She took his hand and together they walked out of the room to the wild cheering and loud mariachi music.

Camp Greenpines is still tucked away in the woods of Northern California, an hour outside of Sacramento. It’s part of a family of camps, owned by the Outdoor Adventures company, that are geared towards getting high schoolers out of cities and into new experiences. They aren’t roughing it by any means, staying in well built cabins with bunk beds and showers, but all of the activities are not ones you’re likely to find in the city. I was there for an entire summer five years ago as the sound intern. It was my job to keep music playing during meals, and the many different camp-wide events that took place. It came with a lot of downtime though, and I got to know my fellow interns very well. Some, intimately so. I arrived at the camp early in May, having hitched a ride with one of the other interns who happened to also live in Phoenix. Her name was Kelly, and we had met years ago as volunteers at another OA camp, but hadn’t spoken since. Our ride up, nearly two whole days, was filled with reminiscing and catching up. She was working on her degree in hospitality management and was an active member of her sorority. I was a journalism major and not one to partake in school activities. Our common ground dried up quickly, but the ride was still enjoyable, especially given that she was a beautiful girl with hair as dark as shadows and emerald eyes. She had the sorority smile down, but it felt genuine most of the time. We pulled up to the small intern housing, called Fadden’s Run, and parked in the small gravel parking lot. Several other cars with license plates from all over took up some of the other spots. Fadden’s Run, or The Run as we would come to call it, is a faded red, wooden house on top of a hill, just overlooking the camp. There are two stories, boys upstairs and girls downstairs, with the staircase on the outside in the back. The camp is a five minute walk away, giving the interns a nice little bit of separation. We grabbed our things and stepped up the porch, the old wooden steps creaking beneath us. Once inside, we discovered a small living room space with two couches that looked like they could be in a motel lobby in an L-shape with a coffee table. The room lead into a small dining area and then a kitchen. Doors led off the various rooms into the girls’ bedrooms. Two guys sat one to a couch, sharing some small talk as we walked in. They seemed almost relieved to have the interruption as they stood to greet us. “I’m Danny, one of the kitchen interns,” one of the two said. He was a few inches shorter than me, with a dark complexion, as well as dark hair and eyes. He had a small patch of hair on his chin. “I’m Red. A rope intern,” the other guy said as I shook his hand. I figured red was a nickname, given for his rust colored hair. He was an inch or two taller than me, with murky green eyes and an easy smile. The four of us chatted for a minute before Kelly and I had to drop off our things. She disappeared into one of the rooms, and I made my way upstairs. The space was much smaller there, with one worn out couch and a recliner in a small living space and a hallway leading to two rooms. I found an open top bunk, wondering who the owners of the other bags were. No one else was upstairs, so I decided to see who else I could find, and see if the place had changed since I was here years before. The short walk to the nearest building, which happened to be the dining hall, would quickly become one of my favorite parts of the day. The dining hall blocked most of the sounds from camp, and I would often walk it at sunrise, giving a beautifully peaceful moment to start the day with. At the beginning though, I walked at a quick pace, eager to meet some other people. The large industrial kitchen, which would soon be turning out meals for hundreds of campers three times a day, was silent. One oven was on, full of what looks like lasagna, which I had to guess would be tonight’s meal. I stopped by the drink station and found a glass, filling it up with water, when one of the doors leading out to the dining room swung open. I nearly jumped as a girl around my age entered the kitchen. She seemed equally surprised by my presence, stopping as soon as she saw me. She was just over five feet tall and dressed like she was going to a punk concert in dark jeans, a black band shirt, and a faded green army jacket. Her dirty blonde hair was cut a couple of inches above her shoulders, and her sky blue eyes were surrounded by well applied eyeliner. It was hard to tell with the jacket on, but she seemed very fit, as hinted by the tight fitting jeans. After a moment of shock, she laughed and approached me with an extended hand. “Hi there, I’m Becca,” she said. I took her hand and shook it, “I’m David. You nearly gave me a heart attack there.” She laughed again. “Same with you. I forgot my water bottle and came back to get it. I didn’t expect to see anyone.” “Do you work here year round?” I asked, wondering if she was the one in charge of the kitchen. “No, I’m an intern,” she said as she shook her head. “Me too!” I beamed. “Sound intern.” Her eyes lit up. “I’m the ridge runner intern.” “Holy shit, they still have those?” I asked, my mind filling with memories of the cages on wheels. “Hell yeah,” she grinned. “You’ll have to come help me test them out before campers arrive.” “For sure, but I gotta warn you. I’m pretty good,” I told her. She got a devious look in her eye, “I love a challenge.” Our talk was cut short by the arrival of Big Mike, the head chef of the camp. It wasn’t just a clever nickname, as the man seemed like he could easily pick me up. Even though age had some weight on him, he was still a formidable man in his 40’s. He quickly recruited the two of us into helping him finish up dinner. I followed the printed out instructions for garlic bread while Becca made salads. As we worked, we got to know each other a bit. I told her about how I got involved with OA as a high schooler, becoming one of the avid Adventurers who went on every excursion I could. I told her about my volunteering at Greenpines, a position filled by high school and college students for only a few weeks at a time. I showed her the scar I got from the ropes course right above my eye, and she called it sexy. She told me about how she was from Chicago, and got involved in OA out there. The camp she’s been to had newer go karts, but she’s heard rumors of a gas powered beasts that Greenpines had. She was a self described ‘grease monkey’, and she couldn’t wait to get her hands on them. She also told me a bit about her schooling, she was an engineering student, and the desire to design cars. We discovered similar interests in our musical and movies taste. By the time we finished dinner, more people were moving about the kitchen. We met other members of the kitchen staff and a couple more interns. When we were relieved of our duties, we made sure to find spots at a table together. There were close to 50 people at the dinner. Just over a dozen of us were interns, and the rest were permanent camp staff and their families. We got the welcome talk as we ate, the camp director pepping us up to have “the best summer ever.” He gave us the rundown of the schedule for the next couple of weeks, telling us when the volunteers and campers would arrive. Last, he pointed out which interns would need to see which members of the staff for their job training tomorrow. After dinner, all the interns made their way back to the Run to get to know each other. I’d already met a few, but now I got to meet Ali, Sara, Jackie, Tori, Lauren, Mike, Ben, Mark, and Kalanz. Most of us were just out of college, or about to graduate, and we were from all over the country. We spent the evening playing games to get to know each other, the whole thing breaking down eventually to individual conversations. One by one, people peeled off to bed. I found out I was bunking with Ben, Mark, and Kalanz. We talked a little bit more in the room, but all of us were beat from the various trips. I had a hard time falling asleep in the semi comfortable bed, and the snoring of one of my roommates didn’t help. Around 2 am, I decided I needed to clear my head, and I pulled on some clothes to step outside. Closing the door behind me, I discovered the night was chillier than I expected for the month of may. I shivered slightly, but it was not unbearable. As I slowly moved down the stairs so as to not make a sound, I discovered I wasn’t alone. Another intern, Tori, was sitting by the firepit on one of the logs around it, looking up at the night sky. She turned to me as I made my way down, and she smiled bright through the moonlight. “Is it okay if I join you?” I asked, the sound of my own voice surprising me. I hadn’t noticed how quiet it was. “Please do,” she said, patting the spot next to her. I slipped into the seat, “You couldn’t sleep either, huh?” She shook her head and said, “It always takes me a few days to get used to a new bed. I thought I would come check out the stars in the meantime.” I nearly asked what she meant, but one glance up told the story. The sky was dark and full of stars, more than I had ever seen. It was like a salt shaker had spilled over the entire night sky. There were no lights to hide them here. “Wow,” I felt myself say. “Pretty neat, right?” She giggled. “I’m from a small town, and we still can’t see this many.” I looked back at her, my eyes having adjusted a bit more. My first thought was about how beautiful she was, strikingly so. I had noticed it before, but here, one on one, it was something else. In the light, I had seen that she had chestnut hair and bright green eyes. She wore a pair of running shorts and a tanktop with a sports bra. She had the build of a runner, lithe and graceful. There was a natural sweetness to her face, as if you would feel bad using a curse word in front of her. I realized I had been studying her face for a while and wasn’t talking. “Um, yeah,” I sputtered out. “I’m from a pretty big city, and we don’t seven see a fraction of this.” “That’s too bad,” she teased, “sittin’ out and looking at the night sky is one of my favorite things to do.” “Well yeah, if you’re in a small town and there’s nothing else to do,” I said with a quickly forming grin. She gave me a mock gasp, putting on the right amount of “offended”. We sat in silence for a moment, just enjoying the sky and one another before she yawned. “I need to try and sleep again,” she said. “We’re starting waterfront briefing at 6.” I nodded, “I guess I’ll see you at breakfast then.” “Goodnight,” she said as she stood up and walked towards the door. “Goodnight,” I echoed. My eyes tracked her, falling on her ass for a moment. Even in the dark, I could tell how nice it was. I looked back up the sky, her yawn infecting me. I eventually made my way back up the stairs and to bed myself. The next morning, I met up with Charles after breakfast, one of the property staff. He showed me where all the equipment was, most of it a mess. My job for the day was sorting it all out, figuring out what worked and what didn’t, and organizing. Between the two different sound booths, it took me most of the day. Whoever had been using this place over the year had not been considerate, and trash and useless junk was everywhere. Once those were cleaned up, I spent my afternoon cleaning out the Green Machine, the mobile sound booth used to bring music to all sorts of events. At dinner, we all talked about our jobs. Becca was a bit of a mess, but she had the biggest smile on her face. “You’ve gotta come out tomorrow,” she told me. “I’m gonna be running the carts to test them out.” “You’ve got it,” I agreed, the excitement creeping in. On the walk back, I got to check in with Tori, who was exhausted from running drills all day. All the interns played and talked a bit back at the Run, but people were in bed much earlier than the night before. I woke up a couple of times, but it wasn’t hard for me to go back to sleep. The next morning, Charles showed me how to drive the Green Machine. It had the bare minimum of car parts of run, surrounded by wood that had many layer of green paint. It was what I imagined driving a parade float would be like. After practicing for a while, I got the hang of it and returned it to it’s spot beside the maintenance shed, a part of camp hidden from view by the camp office and volunteer lodging. I caught up with a few of the interns at lunch, including Tori who seemed exhausted by the intense training. She had no makeup on, and her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, but she had this natural glow that drew me to her. “It’s nothing new from what I learned as a lifeguard,” she told me between bites of her sandwich. “It’s just running the drills and learning the procedures. But anyway, how’s the sound stuff coming along?” “It’s much less physically demanding,” I told her. “I’ve got everything set up, I just need to get the playlists made for the different events. I’ll have a lot more work when the Coordinators arrive.” “I’ve never been very good at that kind of stuff,” she said with a slight blush. “It takes me forever to discover new bands.” I felt myself get really excited as I said, “I have a bunch I would love to show you then.” Her full lips curled slightly and she nodded, “Okay! Sounds great.” As lunch wound down, I realized I never caught a glimpse at Becca. Her boss, an older guy with a grey and white beard with tobacco stains around the mouth, had come in at some point and grabbed food before heading out again. I grabbed an extra cookie off a table and decided to see if she wanted it, just in case she hadn’t gotten one. My day was pretty free anyway. The ridge runner track is across the mountain road that the camp sits on. If you follow the dirt road that juts off the paved main one, you’ll find a fork in it after a bit. Heading left takes you to the bike shack and the camp staffers homes. Going right leads you to the old lake, and just beyond that is the ridge runner course. It’s a looped dirt track that campers get to race around in groups of six to face mud pits, fallen logs, and tight corners. There’s always a few crashes a summer, but the injuries are rarely worse than a scrape. The sun was high in the sky by the time I arrived, and I knew I would need to invest in a hat and sunglasses from the camp store. I heard the rumbling of a ridge runner as I approached the garage, and I saw one whip out of the forest by the time I reached it. Becca was in the driver’s seat, a pair of goggles on her face and a bandana around her mouth. I walked up to greet her when she pulled it back to the garage. “Hey dude,” she pulled down her bandana to reveal a smile. When she pulled off the goggles, I nearly laughed at the bright pinkness of her face compared the dust covered rest of her. “Having fun?” I asked with a grin. She crawled out of the cart and stood in front of me, looking like a true badass. Her hair, windswept and dusty, fell about her face. The bandana remained around her neck, loosely resting on her exposed shoulder. Her tight black tanktop and ripped jeans showed off how fit she really was, and standing with one hip cocked made her seem like trouble. “Gotta make sure they run before the kids get on the course,” she said as she tossed the goggles in a nearby bin. She cut the motor off and had me help her push it back into the garage. I spied find her boss near the back, working on the engine of one of them. He didn’t even look up at us as we entered the area. The rest of the carts sat outside, waiting to be tested. I offered her the cookie, and she nearly snatched it from my hands. “How’ve things been out here?” I asked. She smiled at me and said, “So far so good. We’ve tuned them up and they all seem to be ready to go, except number nine back there.” My eyes followed as she gestured to the cart her boss was working on. I saw, just over his hunched shoulder, a painted number 9 on the metal frame of the runner. Looking around, I saw the rest of the cards were similarly numbered all the way from one to twelve. The call of “Fuck! Shit!” erupted from the back of the garage, catching us both by surprise. Becca rushed towards her boss who was pulling himself up from his sitting position. “Everything okay?” She asked. The old man shook his head, “The belt snapped on me. I’m fine, but I gotta run into town to get a replacement. We used our last one a couple of weeks ago.” “Alright,” she said as she checked out the engine. “Just test the rest of the carts and put them away when you’re done. I’ll be back in a couple of hours.” He gathered his things and got in his beat up truck, pulling away from the garage and leaving the two of us alone. Becca turned to me with the mischievous eyes, like a child who knew where the cookies were hidden. “So, wanna help me test these things out?” She said. I nodded and said, “Hell yeah.” “Awesome,” she grinned, “let’s race then. Three laps.” We got two more carts ready and moved them to the start line. She handed me a pair of goggles and a helmet. “You weren’t wearing one of these when I walked up,” I pointed out as I pulled my helmet on. “I was just driving them around the course,” she said, “racing is a bit more intense.” I climbed into my cart and got buckled in. When we were both ready, Becca gave me the thumbs up. “On your marks,” she shouted over the sounds of the engines. “Get set. Go!” It had been a few years since I had been in a ridge runner, and I had forgotten how much kick it had at first. The metal behemoth roared to life beneath me, and we sped off together until the first turn. Becca cut in front of me as we rushed into the forest. The narrow path made it impossible for me to get in front of her, so I had to just follow her closely and wait for the chance to strike. After rumbling along the forest floor, we whipped out into a wider turn. I pulled my car to the left, hoping to cut in on the inside track, but it’s almost like she could sense me and I was cut off. She swerved, just slightly, and missed a small ditch, which I hit. It was jarring enough that I pulled off the accelerator a moment, allowing her to pull further ahead. I was able to catch up with her as we reentered the forest again. As we hit the halfpipe, I tried to get up next to her, but I had to be wary of the fallen logs. She knew just where to turn and where to hit the gas, things I had all forgotten. When we pulled back out and crossed the starting line, I was ready to take her on. I spent most of the second lap right on her tail, managing to pull ahead a bit in the wide turn. After we hit the forest again though, she found the place to overtake me. I stood no chance in the third lap. We pulled our carts towards the garage, and she pulled off her helmet to reveal a huge smile. I unbuckled and hopped out of my cart to meet her. “Best two out of three!” I said when my helmet was off. “Different carts.” She looked intrigued by the offer, “I don’t think different carts will help, but sure.” We moved our old carts out of the way and selected two new ones, pushing them into position. “What’re the stakes?” She asked. “Loser has to buy the winner whatever they want from the snack bar,” I said. “Nah,” she said, “we can do better.” “Like what?” I asked before jokingly adding, “Loser has to flash the winner?” She gave me that troublemaker look again and said, “Now we’re talking.” I had not time to respond before she pulled her helmet on. We got ready, and suddenly my heart was racing faster than it had been before the first race. I almost didn’t hear her shout to start. This race, I was motivated. With that, a better knowledge of the course, and proper cart handling, I managed to pull out a victory. She gave me a run for my money, but I was determined to see what was under that tank top if I had the chance. That thought, plus the oddly nice vibration of the cart, had me hard nearly the entire race. I couldn’t hide my smug smile as I removed my helmet. Even though Becca’s eyes said she was having fun, she put on her best scowl. “I’m gonna use my first cart,” she said. I only laughed and waited. “I hope you at least wore a cute bra today,” I teased as she got in her first cart. “It doesn't matter,” she said, “because you’re not seeing shit.” The third race was ruthless, a constant back and forth. We traded a few blows, nothing serious, but we were both determined to win. I managed to hold the race for the first lap, but she dogged me hard from then on. By the final turn of the last lap, I pushed too hard into it and lost time to correcting, giving Becca enough of a chance to skid in and take the victory. I hung my head in shame as she climbed out of her cart. Her whole face screamed mischief, her eyes watching me get out of my cart while she leaned against her own. Silence ensued as I stood before her. “Well,” she gestured towards my crotch, ”show me.” “Can we at least go inside the garage?” I asked, looking around. She rolled her eyes and turned towards the open entrance, leading the way. She still looked quite the badass, and I finally got a good view of her ass in the jeans. I swear she swayed her hips as she walked on purpose, as if she knew where my eyes were. Once inside, away from the beating sun and possibly prying eyes, she waited with as much mock impatience as she had outside. I put up no fight, my hands undoing my belt and unbuttoning my jeans. I pushed them, and my boxers down, revealing my semi-hard cock to Becca. I’m not a big guy, maybe an inch or two over average, but I am thick. I watched as Becca blatantly stared at my cock, which only grew harder under her gaze. “Someone’s excited,” she teased, a fire starting in her eyes. “I mean,” I stammered, “ya know, hot girl checking me out. And the carts vibrate. And-” I just find of trailed off as Becca took a small step forward. Her eyes finally found my own, and there was something in there that wasn’t before. “The vibration is great, isn’t it?” She asked as she got closer. “It got me a bit turned on too.” My mouth twitched into a grin. I didn’t even have to say any words, I just reached out and took her hand, leading it to my cock. She gripped it instinctually, giving it a squeeze. I pulled her close to me, my mouth finding her own. I moaned against her lips as she began to stroke me with slow, even movements along my length. She ran her thumb against the head of my cock, causing me to shudder. Our tongues fought for a moment, sliding over one another like they were wrestling. I brought my hands to the straps of her tanktop and pulled them down her shoulders, along with her bra straps. She let go of my cock long enough to slide her arms out of the straps and pulled the tank top off, leaving her in a loose hanging bra. I managed to get it off while her hand worked my cock again, her strokes growing faster. Her breasts were a full c-cup with pierced nipples, something she did to make them extra sensitive, I would later learn. I took her breasts in my hands and massaged them, my thumbs playing deftly with her hardened buds. Her moaning matched my own. Suddenly, she broke the kiss and looked at me. “When we fuck, don’t cum inside of me.” I just nodded and she smiled. She sank to her knees and got eye level with my cock, still working it in her hand. She paused her strokes and licked me from base to tip, her warm tongue almost tickling the sensitive organ. Upon reaching the head, she engulfed it, her tongue swirling around it. She moaned around my cock as she began to take more of me. My hands fell to her still dusty hair and gripped, encouraging her to take more. She subtly pushed me against a nearby cart as she worked more of me into her mouth. She would get down on it, and then pull out to the head and repeat the process slowly. I could feel her tongue dragging along the base of my cock the entire time, and she gave the head a quick swirl at each pass. Before long, she was bobbing up and down my length at an even pace, her hand squeezing all of the exposed area of my cock as she moved up. “Holy fuck,” I moaned, “you are so fucking good at that.” She smiled around the head of my cock, pulling her face away to say, “That’s always good to hear.” Her hand continued to work me the entire time. The blowjob resumed, her head bobbing up and down my length with vigor. She would pick up pace before taking all of me as deep as she could, gagging just a little. She seemed to like it when I helped hold her head down when she did. “Fuck yes,” I moaned, “suck that fucking cock.” Dirty talk also seemed to encourage her. She would stop occasionally to lick me from base to tip and work the head with her tongue like a lollipop. As she continued, I could smell the wetness of her. I looked down to discover her hand was in her jeans. “You like sucking that cock so much it turns you on?” I asked, my hips starting to buck. She looked up at me, my cock in her mouth, and nodded with lust filled eyes. “Mmhmm.” At this current pace, I would blow my load in no time, and I wasn’t ready for that yet. “Stand up and take your pants off,” I told her. “I want to taste you.” She pulled off my cock with a ‘pop’ and grinned wide at me. She stripped off the rest of her clothes, revealing a shaved pussy and a tattoo on her thigh of a garter with a pistol on it. A closer examination of her naked body revealed several more tattoos all over. We kissed again for a moment, my cock pressed against her stomach “Where do you want me?” she asked with desperation in her voice. I looked around and settled on a nearby desk, tucked away in the corner of the garage. She hopped on it and spread her legs, revealing her pink, wet pussy to me. I slipped to my knees, wasting no time, and kissed along her thighs. Her hands fell onto my head and she giggled lightly. “Tease,” she admonished. Her voice turned into moans the second my tongue found her pussy, dragging along it. Her wetness coated my tongue instantly when I went for a second, deeper lick. My tongue pressed into her, finding her clit. She inhaled sharply and pushed my head further against her crotch. “Fuck!” She called out. “Yes.” As I swirled her clit, I brought one hand to her pussy, the tip of my index finger pressing against the entrance. I pushed my finger into her slowly, finding her pussy to be tight and warm and welcoming. She shuddered when my finger entered her, my tongue continuing to stimulate her clit. I began to work the finger deeper into her with slow motions, similar to how she worked my cock. Her pussy gripped my finger rhythmically, like a heartbeat. My free hand wandered her body, going over her flat stomach and up to her breasts. I began to knead her breasts, gripping them each time she moaned hard. I gingerly played with her nipples, growing bolder in pulling on them while I pleasured her pussy. My middle finger joined my index finger inside of her, the two massaging her walls. “Oh fuck,” she had begun to move her hips. “Lick my pussy. Yes.” I moved my tongue down and slipped my fingers out. They were well coated, and I brought them to her lips. She quickly opened her lips to engulf them and she moaned happily as she licked them clean. While she did, I slipped my tongue inside of her, pushed it as deep as I could. She squeezed my tongue tight and I moaned, causing it to vibrate inside of her. “I’m gonna fucking cum,” she gasped. I grinned against her and began to work my tongue in and out at as quick of a pace as I could. My hands remained on her breasts, playing with and teasing her nipples, pulling and massaging them. Her whole body had begun to move against my mouth, and she pushed my head as hard against her crotch as she could. She let out a loud cry of the word “fuck” and I felt her release on my tongue. I continued working my tongue all through her orgasm, not letting up at all. I gave her nipples a slight twist, trying to help her ride it for as long as she could. Her hips were continuing to rock, the movements gradually slowing down until she collapsed back on the desk. I began to slide up her body, planting kisses along her lower stomach. “You’re not done, are you?” I asked her in between kisses. “Oh fuck no,” she laughed, sitting back up. To my surprised, she pushed me back into the nearby desk chair. Sliding off the desk, she crossed over to me and straddled me in the chair, grabbing my still stiff cock and giving it a few tugs to get it as hard as possible. She leaned down to kiss me as the head of my cock disappeared inside of her, making us both moan.The deep, hungry kiss continued as she lowered herself entirely on me, my cock deeply impaled in her still contracting pussy. “Fuck, that feels so good,” she broke the kiss. Her hips began to move again, like waves breaking against the shore. She started moving her 5’4” frame slowly, grabbing the back of the chair for balance, her forehead against mine. It was like looking into the eyes of a hungry beast, and I was happy to be her prey. My hands ran along her back, down to her ass and I gripped it, helping her keep rhythm as she moved. The pace quickened, her pussy sliding along my cock, both of us moaning. “You’re so tight,” I groaned. She grinned at me as she ceased the grinding and began to bounce up and down on my cock, “And your cock feels so good inside of me.” I watched her breasts bounce in front of me, the piercings in her nipples gleaming in the light. Her head rolled back, eyes fluttering closed as she impaled herself again and again on me. She let out a yelp when I smacked her ass, and it only made her ride me faster. I looked down to see a few inches of my cock exposed with each bounce. Her warmth was so intense, and I could feel her pussy contracting more and more. She impaled herself fully onto my cock and shuddered, her moan turning into a cry of pleasure as I felt her cum around my cock. I nearly came myself in that moment when she gripped me, the added pressure making me lean forward and bite her shoulder in pleasure. Once she began to come down from her orgasm, she tried to find her rhythm again, but I felt her legs shaking. I grabbed her ass and stood up, nearly losing my balance, but winding up with both of us on our feet. She squealed and giggled and wrapped her legs around me. “You’re a strong stud too, huh?” She said with that little breath she had. I kissed her as I walked back to the desk and laid her on it. She spread her legs and I grabbed her hips, my own beginning to move hard. She let out a moan with each powerful thrust, her pussy still tight enough that it threatened to squeeze me out. “You’re so tight I can barely stay in,” I laughed. She let out a breathy laugh as well, “I hear that all the time.” Still, I pushed into her again and again. She was half limp on the desk, just loving the feeling of my cock pounding into her. I knew I could do almost anything I wanted to her in the moment, but I wanted to cum. I grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head, holding them there with one arm as my other fell to her breasts. She pushed the appropriate amount against my hand, just enough to test if I would let her go so easy. The look in her eyes when she realized I could get rough sent a shiver down my spine and made me throw the full force of my body into my thrusts. The desk began to move, hitting against the wall of the garage, adding to the noises our own mouths and bodies were making. I’m not sure how long I fucked her like that. It could’ve been five minutes or half an hour, but we both got lost in the moment of pure fucking. She began to mumble at some point, mostly the word “fuck”, and she would only stop when she bit her lip. The sheen of sweat on her body made her glisten, and the work made her abs look amazing. I couldn’t believe I got to fuck this girl. The familiar feeling began to rise inside of me, my cock beginning to pulse. I wanted to keep going through my orgasm, but I remembered what she asked. “I’m gonna cum,” I moaned. She pushed me off and sank to her knees, her mouth finding the head of my cock instantly. Her bobbing returned with much shorter bursts, her hand working me extra. It took almost no time for my legs to shake, nearly giving out, and I had to grab the desk for support. My moan came out like a guttural sound as I began to cum. Her eyes locked on mine as the first few jets of cum sprayed down her throat, and her moans sent vibrations down my cock. She seemed so hungry for my cum, gulping down every last drop. I spied her hand on her pussy again, rubbing it as she finished me off. I helped her to her feet and kissed her immediately, our two bodies coming together. We were dusty and sweaty and, for the moment, satiated. The kiss was deep, with tongues meeting like shy lovers, as if for the first time. When it ended, her smile was sweet and wicked all at once. “We are definitely doing that again,” she told me. I laughed and nodded, “Oh, for sure. Should I get some condoms?” She shook her head and placed a hand on my chest. “There’s no need, I’m on the pill. You just can’t cum inside of me because that was my boyfriend’s rule.” I took a small step back, my eyes going wide. “Excuse me?” “My boyfriend and I have an arrangement,” she told me. “I’m gone all summer, so we can both fuck whoever we want. He can’t cum inside of them, and whoever I sleep with can’t cum inside of me.” My head was swimming, and I couldn’t find the words to respond. “I can show you texts from him if that makes you feel better,” she said. I shook my head and said, “No, I believe you. It’s just hard to think after fucking like that, you know? It’s a lot to process.” She laughed and nodded. “Well, process it fast. I need to have that cock inside of me again as soon as possible.” Her hand gripped my softening cock and gave it a squeeze while her mouth found my lips again for another kiss. She stepped back and gave me a wink before leaving to find her clothes. I stood and watched her ass, the sway of it mesmerizing me. I reluctantly got dressed and helped her get the carts put away. I was worried things were going to be weird, but we continued to act like normal friends at dinner and through the hanging out after. Becca and I were two of the first people to go to bed that night, both of us exhausted from the day’s activities. I slept the best I had since I arrived. Little did I know, that was just the beginning.

It was late, and the gym was sparsely populated when my wife Amanda arrived. She and her partner of the day had chosen this time to meet for that specific reason. My wife was wearing a bright pink tank top that contrasted sharply with her heathered-gray yoga pants. What was similar about her top and bottom, however, was the way the fabric stretched across her body, hugging every curve and accentuating her best physical attributes. Amanda spotted Jansen easily. It was hard to miss him, he was tall and a hulk of a man, standing well over 6 feet with the broadest shoulders she had ever seen. Jansen had long wavy blonde hair and deep penetrating blue eyes. Powerful muscles rippled under his t-shirt and shorts whenever he moved, and Amanda couldn’t help but smile and feel her heart flutter when she saw him. A skinny scantily clad blonde, seemingly dressed more for attention rather than for functional purposes, was talking to Jansen. Amanda was all the way across the room so she couldn’t hear their conversation, but it was obvious that the blonde was flirting with him. However, Jansen immediately noticed Amanda, quickly dismissed the other girl, and walked over to my wife. Jansen smiled. Amanda tried not to blush like a schoolgirl, but failed. “Hey, Amanda.” “Hey, yourself, handsome.” It was Jansen’s turn to blush. “I’m glad you made it tonight.” “Me, too.” There was a slight quaver in my wife’s voice. Of all the men who had gangbanged her just mere days ago , it was a poorly hidden secret that she wanted Jansen the most. Sure, Amanda had a deep connection with her boss Glenn, whom she had slept with only 2 days ago . And she also had a special relationship with my best friend Dimitri, who had openly adored her for years. But in terms of pure lust, there was no comparison: she wanted to have wild, crazy sex with Jansen. I couldn’t blame her. Jansen was extremely handsome, built like a god, and owned the hugest cock we had ever seen . To be honest, I was seriously attracted to him, too. Amanda quickly composed herself and hurried by the tall blonde man without another word. Jansen stared down at her beautiful cleavage and caught the scent of her hair as she eased past him to set herself up on a nearby exercise machine. She mounted the inner thigh press, first adjusting the resistance, then leaning against the cushioned backrest before gripping the handles on either side of seat. My wife positioned her knees against the machine’s padding, her thighs spread out in a wide V-shape at the starting point. Amanda commenced her workout by slowly squeezing her thighs together against the tension as she held tightly onto the handles, then letting the machine spread her legs apart again. She kept her breathing nice and relaxed, her ample chest rising and falling with each breath. There weren’t many men left in the gym at this late hour, but virtually all of them were gawking at her. Some were staring at her perfectly shaped breasts as they heaved with exertion; others were mesmerized by the sight of her thighs opening and closing, fantasizing about what lay between. Out of the corner of her eye, Amanda noticed Jansen was standing by the free weights and openly staring at her. She felt proud about that and experienced a sudden surge in confidence. It wasn’t much later when Jansen finally approached her. “I think it’s time,” he whispered to her in an overdramatic conspiratorial voice. In spite of herself, Amanda laughed. It was the same laugh that had always been music to my ears since before we were even married. “Oh? And what makes you say that?” “Because I’m starting to have a real hard time hiding my hard-on in these shorts, and we’re pretty much the only people left in here.” Amanda looked around. Jansen was right. Aside from 2 employees manning the front desk and two other people who were on the far side of the gym, they were the only ones present. She leered between his legs suggestively. Sure enough, there was a gigantic bulge there. “C’mon,” Jansen told her. “Follow me.” He offered his hand and helped her off the thigh press, leading her to the entrance of the men’s locker room. “I’ll check it out. Wait here!” The hulking blonde man disappeared inside. Amanda stayed where she was and tried to look casual. And she tried equally as hard not to tremble. As much as the prospect of having sex with the beautiful blonde man in a steamy, stank locker room thrilled my wife, she also did not want to get either of them into any trouble. Her thoughts immediately drifted to last night, and to Philip. She had enjoyed getting kinky with the solemn Asian man , and was hoping for a similar level of depravity with Jansen. But Philip’s empty restaurant represented a controlled environment; there were still enough people currently in the gym to make fucking Jansen here fairly dangerous. It wouldn’t take a genius to figure out what was going on if someone caught her in the men’s locker room. Still, Amanda desired Jansen badly. She wanted to be with all the men again--- even Bryan, she secretly had to admit---- after they had gangbanged her . But her need for Jansen was on a completely different level. His monstrous cock had been on her mind from the moment she laid her eyes on it, and she was going to do whatever needed to be done to feel it inside of her again. After what seem liked an hour, the handsome blonde man finally reappeared. “The coast is clear!” He grabbed Amanda by the hand, and they quickly hurried into the men’s locker room together. They had only taken several steps inside when Jansen suddenly stopped and turned around. He roughly pulled Amanda towards him, and they kissed, one of my wife’s legs bending off the tiled floor as she savored the feel of his stout, muscular body. “Mmm…I’ve missed you. I’ve really been looking forward to this all week.” Jansen smiled at her graciously. “I hope your husband doesn’t take offense to that.” My wife giggled. “You know he’s been encouraging me!” “Yea, uh…so, how is all that going, anyway?” he asked hesitantly. Jansen knew the agreement, he knew Amanda was sleeping with the other men. But the fact that he seemed curious and even a bit jealous made her feel especially good. She pressed her index finger to his lips to quiet him. “I don’t want to talk about the others tonight. Tonight is all about you and me.” She began to undress, and Jansen did the same. They were soon both naked, eying each other like two fighters sizing each other up. Jansen marveled at Amanda’s tanned, toned body, and how her smooth and supple her skin was; Amanda admired the sculpted muscles on Jansen’s physique…and especially the one expanding between his legs. Jansen peered closely at my wife. “You’re shaking,” he said softly. “Am I?” Amanda responded shyly. “I didn’t notice.” “Afraid you might enjoy this more than you should?” Amanda practically leapt into Jansen’s embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck and her thighs around his waist. He hooked his left forearm under her butt and easily supported her weight while with his other hand, he reached for his enormous cock and pressed the tip into my wife’s vagina. There was no point in waiting. They both knew how badly they wanted to fuck each other. My wife’s loose pussy was already wet, but she moaned and squirmed in his clutches as she tried to accommodate his monstrous size. Amanda arched backwards as Jansen slide into her, giving him a good view of her ample breasts. “Oh my god, I love that,” she gasped. “I’ve been wanting this, Jansen!” Wrapping both arms around my wife now, he jammed the rest of his cock into her with a mere flick of his hips. She started to scream, but he placed a large hand on the back of her head and pressed her face into his shoulder to muffle out her cries. Then he began to bob Amanda up and down the length of his shaft, using gravity to his advantage to let her body drop and impale her pussy on his thick cock, only to buoy her up again. Over and over, Jansen repeated the process. He was fully aware that Amanda had promised her body to the other men, but he wanted to make himself stand out from all the rest. “I WILL make you forget about the other guys…and your husband… tonight,” Jansen whispered in her ear. Then he began prancing about the locker room, letting the momentum of his movements bounce her up and down this erection. There was so much spring in his stride that he was essentially hopping off the floor with each step. “Oh my god!” Amanda cried. “That feels so good! What are you doing to me?” Jansen did stop as he spoke softly in her ear again. “Tell me you love it.” “I love it, I love it! Oh fuck, I love it! Don’t stop, Jansen! Please don’t stop!” The tall blonde man slammed my wife against a set of metal lockers with a loud bang and kept fucking her as he held her aloft. Amanda lifted her chin towards the ceiling and began moaning in ragged breathes. She dug her nails into his back and ran them hard against his skin as she tried to keep her legs wrapped around his body for leverage. Jamming my wife against the lockers with just his massive cock, Jansen reached for her hands and pinned them overhead. “Now you’re completely helpless,” he hissed at her. “Now you’re completely mine.” Jansen retracted his hips, pulling his shaft almost completely out of Amanda’s vagina. He paused as they gazed deeply into each other’s eyes, her mouth hanging open in a silent plea. Jansen kissed her softy…then rammed his cock into my wife with so much force that the entire wall of lockers rattled. The tall man clamped her mouth shut as she shrieked, keeping both of her wrists pinned overhead with one large hand. Then he proceeded to keep pounding Amanda’s pussy, drawing himself out almost all the way, pausing, and then thrusting back into her with powerful force each time. Jansen soon had my wife whimpering like a dog. He slammed his manhood into her several more times before pulling her away from against the lockers. “Time to clean you up, you dirty little minx.” Amanda and Jansen kissed again as he marched into the showers while carrying her. They didn’t stop kissing as he gently set her feet on the floor and turned on the showerhead. As the warm water cascaded down on their sweaty bodies, Jansen placed his strong hands on her shoulders and quickly spun her around. My wife yelped in surprise as he pushed her upper body forward. “Hands on the wall.” Amanda complied and laughed inwardly. “What IS it with these boys always wanting to bend me over?” The thought amused her as she bent at the waist and extended her arms against the tiled wall before her. Jansen lined his monstrous cock with her pussy and eagerly entered her from behind. Amanda’s cry as he buried himself inside of her didn’t deter him. He began fucking her again, and Amanda had to brace herself firmly so she wouldn’t bang her head on the wall each time he thrusted into her. As the water splashed all over her, so, too, did Jansen’s large powerful hands begin to explore. They slithered underneath her body to cup her swollen breasts. He played with them for a long time, and my wife loved it. She felt completely enveloped as her lover touched her all over while his erection was totally immersed in her vagina, the warm falling water adding to the feel of a sexy cocoon. Jansen slide his hands down the sides of her trunk, latching tightly onto Amanda’s hips. His powerful hands secured her in place, and he began pounding into her even harder. Feeling his efforts renewed, Amanda flexed her arms against the tiled wall and pushed back, too. Their bodies met in a violent collision, and Jansen’s long, thick shaft pierced her pussy as deeply as anyone ever had. She screamed again, proud of the fact that he had cried out, too. Amanda swiveled her head back to look at him. “Spank me.” Jansen was enjoying himself so much that he wasn’t sure if he had heard her correctly. “Wh….what?” His hips started to slow down. “I said, spank me! Right now… while you make love to me.” Jansen began slapping her ass, somewhat timidly at first. Amanda yelped with each strike and urged him on. He gradually spanked her harder and harder as he started fucking her faster once more. The sound of skin against skin seemed magnified by the water running on their bodies. “Oh god…” Amanda convulsed and her legs nearly collapsed onto themselves as her orgasm erupted. She squealed in ecstasy, the exquisite sensation of her hips suddenly dropping threatening to overwhelm her. Jansen hooked his arms around her waist to keep her propped up as he continued to take her from behind. His own climax soon followed. Jansen withdrew his member from my wife’s pussy, and growled as he stroked himself all over her ass and backside. Despite the warm water splashing on her body, Amanda could still feel large globs of hot cum splattering on her skin. At the same time, Jansen looked down as he continued to rain his spunk on my wife, feeling an odd sense of satisfaction as the shower cleansed my wife as quickly as he made a mess on her. But a sly smiled creased his lips. Gently guiding Amanda into a standing position, he pumped a nearby soap dispenser on the wall to fill his hand. As my wife looked back at at him with an affectionate, exhausted, and curious expression, he began applying the liquid soap all over her backside, coolly cleansing his semen off her ass. Then he turned her around to face him, and started soaping down the rest of her body, beginning with her neck and shoulders and then quickly moving onto her breasts as he stared lecherously at them. Jansen always spent a great deal of time on her chest, Amanda noticed. But she loved the way his hands felt there, and everywhere else on her skin, for that matter. As if on cue, the tall man began rubbing soap on the rest of her body. “My turn.” Amanda pumped some soap into her hands and immediately began to stroke her lover’s cock. She was forever amazed at his size and girth, and equally shocked at how quickly he became hard again. “Mmm…do like that?” Jansen couldn’t respond, he was too busy begging my wife not to stop. She had no problems complying, masturbating the big man until cum was erupting from his cockhead once again. Amanda laughed as she sprayed him all over the tiled floor. They were equally spent and worn out by the time they were both finished. Since Amanda was soaking wet, Jansen rushed to his locker to retrieve his towel. “Sorry, I only brought one. Wasn’t expecting hot shower sex tonight,” he apologized drolly. He pulled my wife close to him, and wrapped the towel around them together. Amanda was pressed against Jansen’s warm, solid body as he guided her back to the bench where her clothes lay. They stayed wrapped together for a moment longer before Jansen pulled the towel away, and they reluctantly separated from each other. Amanda retrieved her clothes when her cell phone almost fell out of her pocket. Suddenly, she remembered something very important. She turned to Jansen, who was just about to start getting dressed. “Wait, hold on,” she told him. “I need to do something first.” Amanda sat on the bench ushered him over to her. She took hold of his manhood again and laid it delicately against the side her face. Even in a non-aroused state, his penis was huge. Then, to Jansen’s surprise, my wife held her cell phone in an outstretched arm and snapped a selfie. Jansen huddled close to her as they looked the picture over. It was basically a close-up of Amanda’s smiling face with his fat cock laying vertically against her cheek. “I like how you managed to get the lockers in the background,” he deadpanned. Amanda laughed out loud. “Oh, my husband will love the fact that you and I did it in the men’s locker room, it’s one of his all-time fantasies. He’ll be so proud of me!” Jansen’s eyes widened even further as she texted the picture to me. Just then, they heard the sound of creaky wheels. Amanda and Jansen gaped at each other and froze in horror as a janitor entered, pushing a cleaning cart. He had weasel-like face, grungy, shoulder-length brown hair, and squinty eyes behind his glasses. He was thin with a stooped posture, and he looked even smaller next to Jansen. The janitor’s bored expression immediately became one of shocked surprise when he saw my wife and Jansen. “What the---” Jansen held up his hands to diffuse the situation as Amanda frantically attempted to cover herself with his towel. “I am SO sorry,” the blonde man apologized. “I know she…we…shouldn’t be here like this. We’re totally sorry, we’ll hurry up and get out of here.” But the janitor only vaguely heard him. After he had recovered from the initial impact of seeing Amanda and Jansen naked in the men’s locker room, he couldn’t stop staring my wife’s body. His leer was particularly oily as Amanda flashed him a nervous smile. “The company has rules against stuff like this,” the brown-haired man stated somewhat self-importantly. “We’re supposed to immediately report it to the manager if we catch people in the wrong locker room. Especially if they’re with other people.” “Ummm… what’ll happen?” Jansen asked. “They’ll revoke the gym membership of everyone involved, including the primary members.” Amanda and Jansen looked at each other. It wouldn’t be the end of the world to have their gym memberships revoked, but it would be a pain, nevertheless. “Look, we’re really sorry,” Jansen said in annoyance, towering over the slender janitor. “I know we screwed up. Can you please just let this go? It won’t happen again.” The janitor’s lustful gaze never wavered from my wife. He was about to speak when my wife suddenly said softly, “Reparations….” “What?” both men echoed in unison. Amanda laughed lightly. “ ’Reparations’. It was something my boss said me the other day when I messed at my work . Well, I didn’t REALLY mess up… oh, nevermind! The point is, I had to make things up to him in order to…shall we say, stay on his good side.” The janitor looked at my wife suspiciously, then at Jansen, and finally back to her. “What are you talking about?” “I’m talking about getting on your good side so you don’t report us to your manager and have our gym memberships taken away. You know… making reparations.” Amanda stood up, and let the towel fall from her body. The weasel-faced man’s eyes bulged as he looked her up and down. His lips curled into a dirty grin. Like others before him, he felt the full effect of my wife’s wonderful nudity. “I see. Glad you’re so…open-minded. Yea…yea, I’m sure we can work something out. If that’s ok with you, too, big man?” He looked over at Jansen and confidently sneered at the blonde man, mistaking my wife for his spouse or girlfriend. Jansen chuckled and shook his head as he stepped back. “Dude, you have no idea,” was all he said. Amanda took a step towards the brown-haired man, her back erect with her perfect 34C tits on full display. The janitor gawked at them, reaching out with his left hand and confidently touching her right breast, then gliding his fingertips over it before giving it a firm squeeze and fondling it. He looked up to stare Amanda in the eyes. “Tell you what, since I’m such a nice guy, I’ll make it simple for you. Get on your knees and give me a blowjob, and I’ll let you both walk out of here like nothing happened. Agreed?” Jansen seemed to take offense to that, but Amanda responded immediately. She was already kneeling and undoing the janitor’s pants before he even realized it. His penis was completely stiff when she yank it out. My wife had that kind of effect on men. “Holy shit!” the brown-haired man exclaimed, unable to believe what was happening. “You’re actually---“ “Shhh!” Amanda cut him off. “We wouldn’t want anyone to walk in on us, now, would we?” she told him sardonically. And with those words, my wife began to enthusiastically suck the janitor’s cock. She kept one eye on Jansen, making sure that he was watching her as she craved a captive audience. Amanda didn’t have cause for concern, the tall blonde man was grinning at her and stroking his own erection, which compelled her to demonstrate her oral skills even more zealously. Amanda wasn’t bothering with foreplay tonight. She ravaged the man’s cock so ruthlessly that he was making choking noises, and climaxed less than a minute into his blowjob. Amanda deftly swallowed every last drop. The janitor’s cocky demeanor had disappeared as he stared wild-eyed at my wife. He hastily pulled up his pants and fled the locker room without a looking back. “Hey, you forgot your cleaning cart,” Jansen called after him. He and my wife both laughed. “Wow, you didn’t even make a mess,” the blonde man commended appreciatively once they had composed themselves. Amanda grinned. “Well, I didn’t want to have to take another shower.” They burst out laughing again. “That skinny bastard totally rubbed me the wrong way. Especially with his smug attitude. I would’ve gladly beaten the hell out of him for you, you know.” “My guardian angel… so sweet.” Amanda rose to her tiptoes to give Jansen a grateful kiss on the cheek. After some more displays of affection, Amanda and Jansen finally got dressed. They kissed each other one last time then, attempting to be inconspicuous, strode out of the men’s locker room. The gym was completely deserted now except for the 2 employees who were still sitting behind the front desk. The janitor was nowhere in sight. Their bored expressions immediately changed when they noticed Amanda and Jansen exiting the men’s locker room together, hand in hand. Amanda and Jansen looked at each other, and attempted to suppress their laughter. My wife beamed the stunned employees a bright smile as she and her handsome lover strolled directly past them, and departed through the front door.

Mary's heart was racing as she rushed into Eddie's room, all while contemplating the possible repercussions if her husband found out what happened with Joseph. She was still in disbelief that things had went as far as they did, and she knew she had to make sure that things didn't go any further. There had been a few other incidents in the past with other guys, but so far she'd been lucky that her husband never heard about any of them... but with Eddie having a video of her lying in bed with Joseph, she felt like her luck might finally be up. Clutching her towel up against her body, she sternly told Eddie "please, this isn't funny! You have to delete that!". Eddie chuckled as he turned toward her with a smile and said "don't worry, no one else will see it... it can be our secret, hubby doesn't need to find out... right?". Mary could tell by his choice of words and tone that he was suggesting she would have to do something in order for him to delete it... and she had a good idea what he wanted. "Eddie, I made a mistake and I'm sorry... but I'm not going to make another, I'm not going to let you fuck me". Eddie once again chuckled and said "don't worry, I'm not going to blackmail you for sex". Mary was both relieved to hear that, and confused... "will you please delete the video then?" She asked, starting to calm a bit until Eddie said "I can delete the video... if you can remove that towel... seems fair, doesn't it?". Mary didn't know what to think or say... she felt like she was in over her head, and she hated that the idea of being blackmailed into showing her naked body to Eddie was turning her on as well... she hesitated in deep thought before asking "if I let you look at me naked, you promise to delete the video?". Eddie gave her a wink and said "of course... I wouldn't force you into fucking me", to which Mary replied "no, you'll just force me into showing you my tits". Eddie chuckled and then replied "amongst the rest of your sexy body". Mary started to calm down more, realizing that she wouldn't have anything to worry about once the video was deleted... and the exhibitionist in her was growing excited at the idea that he would go this far too see her naked. She tried to act reluctant as she slowly responded "ok... as long as you delete the video... you promise you'll delete it?". Eddie quickly and playfully responded "cross my heart" as he flashed her a smile and looked her up and down. Mary acted reluctant again and said "my husband will kill me if he found out...", all while getting turned on knowing she was going to display herself for Eddie... she was already nude besides the one towel preventing his view, and she then said "fuck it, I guess it's not that big of a deal" as she tossed the towel on the bed... she stood there and watched his eyes devour her chest as she told him "No one better hear about this either". She tried to hide the fact that she was aroused, and that she noticed the bulge in his shorts told her he was too. Eddie tried to play it cool as he stated "wow... I didn't really think you'd do it... I would have deleted the video, I was just teasing you", as he smiled at her pierced nipples. Mary felt her heart jump and her pussy swell as she told him "you're such a jerk... will you delete the video now?". Eddie noticed that even after he told her he was just kidding, she still stood there fully exposed... and he got the impression that she was enjoying it. "Are you pierced anywhere else?" He asked while looking toward her crotch. Mary knew why he asked and replied "I'll let you check for yourself if you delete the video now"... she realized she had said it in a seductive tone, which was unintentional but not unnoticed by Eddie, as he showed her the video on his phone and then deleted it in front of her. Mary let out a small sigh and then smiled as she said "Thank you", to which Eddie replied "I didn't make a video of you to get you in trouble. I never planned on showing it to anyone... after I fucked Christina, I saw you fucking Joshua last night... and I walked in this morning hoping to see more of you". Eddie noticed she was breathing heavily, and seemed aroused as he reached out and rubbed one of her nipple rings, testing her to see how she'd react as he gave it a slight tug. Mary bit her lip and told him "I guess that's fair... I did watch you cum last night after she sucked your cock". Eddie chuckled as he braved rubbing her nipple slightly and asked "you saw that?... did it turn you on?". Mary let out a heavy sigh as she nodded her head, and Eddie started to caress her breast. She started to get nervous that things were going to go to far again, just like they had the previous night... she told him "maybe I should get dressed now" in between heavy breaths, but still doing nothing to stop him from playing with her tits. Eddie quickly responded "I still need to check you for additional piercings" as he moved closer against her, gently pushing her against the bed so she started to lay down... Mary looked at the door to see if Joshua was awake, and then back at Eddie as she lifted her knees and spread her legs to show him her most intimate spot. "I guess this is what you were wanting to see... it's not pierced though" Eddie rubbed his cock through his shorts with his right hand, and slid his hand against her slit, amazed by how wet she was. She threw her head back and shuddered as she felt a couple fingers slip inside of her, and grew more concerned she would be getting fucked again soon... or maybe she was hoping she would... she didn't know what to think anymore. She looked back toward Eddie who was pulling his shorts down, and watched as his cock sprung up... she reached between her legs and started to gently rub her clit as she watched him grip his cock and slowly stroke it... but managed to say "we need to stop, I shouldn't be doing this". Eddie smirked at her and said "you shouldn't have let Joshua fuck you either... why not let me now too?". Mary knew he was right, and at this point did it really even matter? Eddie leaned between her legs and started smacking his cock against her pussy before saying "Besides, it's what you want... isn't it?". Mary knew that how she responded next would decide on whether Eddie fucked her or not... and he was right, she did want him to. She hesitated a moment as she looked into his eyes, and that down toward his cock that was rubbing up and down her slit, and then softly said "oh my God, I'm such a fucking slut". Eddie gave his infamous smirk as he started to line the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy, knowing he had her where he wanted her, when all the sudden her phone started ringing in the other room... and she knew based on the ring tone that it was her husband. It snapped Mary out of the horny drunken spell she was under, and Eddie could instantly see the change on her face. In almost an act of desperation he pushed the head of his cock inside of her, but barely penetrated her before she jumped back and raced into the other room to answer the phone. Mary answered the phone with heavy breaths as she noticed Joshua was looking at her from the other bed... obviously the phone had woke him up. Bradley asked over the phone "good morning, honey. Why are you breathing so hard?". Mary answered "I was racing from the shower to answer the phone, I didn't want to miss your call". Bradley replied "oh, well I just wanted to let you know I'm about to board the plane and head that way. Can you have the front desk hold a key for me?". "Of course" she replied as she saw Eddie walk into the room, now wearing shorts again... she put her finger up to her lips to signal for them to be quiet, suddenly remembering she was currently nude in front of both of them. "Great, I have a couple of fun things planned for a naughty trip tonight, so I hope you'll be ready once you're done at the conference" he said in a playful tone. Mary smiled, but also felt a tinge of guilt as she told him "I'll be sure to be ready, I'm looking forward to it!". Bradley let her know he had to go as they traded "I love you" to end the call, and Mary looked at the two guys in the room who were currently smiling and staring up and down her body. Mary didn't bother to try to cover up as she told them "look, anything that has happened is over. My husband is on the way, and we need to work professionally with each other... so let's forget about everything that happened, and get ready for the conference. We need to put this behind us and move forward like it never happened, understand?". Eddie looked disappointed as he said "maybe I can fuck you once before we do all that?". Mary rolled her eyes, despite liking the attention and how much he wanted her, and then responded "you guys go get ready for work, I need to shower and get ready as well... and seriously, I don't want to see any winks or smirks or anything... things stay professional between us from here on out". Mary realized the irony in what she was saying, and the fact that her tits and ass were still on display for them... and their blatant staring at they soaked in the view of her body wasn't going unnoticed either. She had always wanted to expose herself to them, but never planned or expected things to get out of hand like they did. Joshua acknowledged he heard her as he grabbed his clothes, smiled, and walked out of the room... Eddie walked up to her and whispered "I'll stay professional and end things for now... but eventually I'm going to fuck you" as he gave her a small peck on the lips and then turned around and walked out the room. Mary wasn't sure how to react to that... was that a threat? A promise? Should she be upset, because now she was just aroused with the idea of him using her body for his gratification... but she reminded herself she had to end things now before her husband arrived... she couldn't risk him finding out. She closed the shared adjoining door and went to take a shower... but while in the shower all she could think about is how Joshua and Eddie stared at her... how Joshua had fucked her, and Eddie was just about to as well. She rubbed herself thinking about everything that had happened, and wondered if they were doing the same thing while they showered thinking about her. It was probably a good thing Bradley was coming so she had a reason to put an end to things... but part of her wished she maybe had another day or two alone... but she knew it was best to end things now, even if the idea of both of them using her made her cum during her shower. She took her time to put on her makeup before walking out to get dressed, only to find both Eddie and Bradley sitting on the bed, fully dressed for work and smiling at her. Mary briefly covered her chest in shock before dropping her arms and asking "what are you guys doing in here? I'm not dressed!". It was obvious she had no qualms with allowing them to continue to look at her as Joshua said "the door wasn't locked, so we just came over to see if you were ready". Eddie added "I have to admit, I was hoping you weren't". Mary rolled her eyes and said "seriously guys, things can't go further than this, we need to stay professional... you can't just walk in here when Bradley is here". Joshua spoke up "we know, no more touching... we just wanted another look before it all ended". Mary was flattered that they enjoyed looking at her so much, it made her feel special and sexy... she giggled a bit and said "I guess it doesn't matter now... but once I'm dressed, no more comments, jokes, flirting... everything stays professional on the job, understand?". Eddie replied "of course" as Joshua answered "understood", and Mary tried to act like she wasn't getting aroused by her coworkers gawking at her as she took her time picking out what she would wear for the day (despite already knowing), all while asking them their opinions. She enjoyed bending over lewdly a she reached into her suitcase to fish out undergarments, making sure they got an eyeful of her ass and pussy from behind... all while trying to act nonchalantly. She made small talk about the weather and about work to help break the tension and keep things from getting awkward, as if walking around naked in front of them was completely normal... but once she was fully dressed she told them she was ready, and to their credit they didn't say anything in disappointment or inappropriate, Eddie just said "ok, let's go" as they all walked out of the room and to the convention. Throughout the day, Mary was nervous that something would be said or done... but they honestly acted like nothing ever happened. Not one inappropriate joke, glance... no awkwardness in behavior from either of them... and she was shocked by how well they did so. It made her feel a lot better, and less stressed about anyone finding out about what happened. She slowly started to realize she had nothing to worry about, as even when she was alone with either of them, they never said or did anything inappropriate. The only dirty stares she received were from strangers, which she always appreciated. She checked her phone to see she had received a message from her husband that said "I'm checked in and in the room. I'm really looking forward to seeing you later" which included a picture of his hard cock in his hand... she was eager to both fuck him and find out what naughty fun he had planned for them that night. Once they finished up around the convention, Mary let them know she was heading back to the room to see her husband instead of drinking with everyone, and eagerly made her way to her room to see Bradley laying there openly masturbating while he waited on her. Bradley gave her a smile and said "I was hoping you'd be here soon" as he wiggled his cock for her attention. Mary giggled as she got on the bed and devoured his cock, stopping just long enough to tell him "I've missed you!". Bradley smiled at her as he asked "are you talking to me, or my dick?", to which she answered "Mmm, both!". Bradley grunted as he grabbed her head and pushed his cock down her throat, and then told her "I called a strip club here in town, and the owner said you can dance tonight if you want". Mary had done that in the past and loved the attention from all the horny guys, so he knew she would like that. She moaned on his dick while she pulled down her pants, and Bradley continued "it's an all nude place... so you can show off your pussy to all the perverts there... I know you've never done all nude before, and I thought you'd have fun with that". Mary pulled his cock out of her mouth long enough to ask "I can put my naked pussy in front of their face?... that's so fucking hot!... would you like that, baby? Would you like seeing the perverts staring at my open pussy?". Bradley grunted "yes... knowing they wish they could fuck you... and will be jerking off later to the memory of your cunt". Mary laid down with her pussy in his face as she continued to suck his cock... and the excitement of everything they were planning, and the memories of Joshua fucking her and Eddie almost fucking her... it had her pussy gushing, and Bradley was quick to notice. "Mmmm, it looks like you're really looking forward to it... your cunt is dripping and gaping". Mary couldn't handle it anymore as she turned around and sat on his cock, and furiously started riding him. Mary grunted "I want to see them staring at my pussy... I want to watch them cum while looking at me... wishing they could fuck me". Bradley obviously liked the idea as well, because he grunted out "I'm going to cum" as Mary continued to rapidly grind against him, and before Mary could cum Bradley had already blown his load inside of her and couldn't continue. Mary was frustrated, but knew he'd be ready for more later, as she climbed off of him and said "I'm going to take a bath and get ready". Bradley laid there panting as he said "I'll take a shower after you, and then we can head to the club". Mary asked him "how did you set this up?". Bradley answered "I found the club online, started a correspondence via email with the owner and asked if you could dance there... after sending him a few of your pics, he agreed to let you perform". It made Mary feel pretty knowing he saw her picture and agreed that she was good enough to perform there... she gave her husband a kiss, and said "I'll try to hurry". Mary started running the the bath water and undressed, thinking about how many guys she would be showing her body off to later, and was honestly excited... her husband knew what turned her on, and she loved him for it... she felt lucky to have a guy that was so understanding... but also wished she could do more... and after the events with Joshua and Eddie, she couldn't stop thinking about how she wish she could let both of them fuck her too. She took her time shaving her legs and her pussy, making sure she was stubble free... thinking about how she'd soon be showing it up close to horny pervs at the strip club. She'd never been to an all nude strip club before, so she wasn't sure what to expect... but she was excited to soon find out! She knew Bradley would want her to take his pen into the locker room area at the club... it had a hidden camera on it, and any time she's been to a club he has asked her to use it to secretly record the girls. Mary didn't mind helping him get his voyeur thrills, and knew it was part of the reason he enjoyed her dancing for others. Once dried off she put on the sexy short dress that her husband had brought her and fixed herself up while Bradley showered, taking the time to admire the ample amount of clevage that she was showing... she had done so much teasing, and was anxious to do more... and before she knew it, they were on their way to the club. With her heart thumping in anxiousness and nervousness, she knew that the night would be one that stood out over most. More coming soon...

I've always been a heavy drinker and I tend to just pass out on the bed. One night I came in and sort of passed out halfway on the bed on my stomach with my butt and legs hanging off the bed. Though I was relaxed and totally immobile I was still somewhat conscious, just laying there letting euphoria, dizziness and drunken thoughts roll over me. I must have been there at least 30 minutes when I heard the bedroom door creak open. I laid still pretending to sleep so that my husband wouldn't try to wake me or move me, I was sooo comfortable and relaxed. "Honey, are you awake?" I could hear the brush of cloth and steps as he moved closer. "Sweetie?" he made the word a question. I laid still hoping he would leave. I was about to respond when I felt the cloth of his pants against the back of my thighs where my nightshirt wasn't covering them. His fingertips played with the edge of my shirt just below my ass cheeks. I couldn't believe it, my husband was getting frisky with me when he thought I was passed out. I felt him move and shift behind me and then I heard a zipper. He was obviously taking his dick out. I felt his hands lifting my shirt leaving my butt exposed. He laid a hand on each of my ass cheeks squeezing and massaging and then he kissed my left butt cheek and rested his face on it and whispered, "you're my dirty whore, I love you so much baby". I realized he was kneeling behind me. He lifted his head and began to spread my ass cheeks. I couldn't believe it, my husband was on his knees with his hard dick out playing with me while he thought I was out cold. After spreading my cheeks he used his thumb to pull my thong to the side exposing my asshole and pussy. I felt his hot breath against my pussy and heard him take a deep breath him. "You smell so good baby, you're making daddy horny". He had never called himself daddy to me before. His lips kissed my pussy softly as though he was kissing my mouth, he slowly went from kissing my pussy to making out with my pussy eventually working his tongue inside me. He moved his mouth back and I felt him slide a finger in my pussy, slowly going deeper and deeper. I felt something wet touch my asshole and I realized that he was licking my hole. He slowly went from licking to slowly probing his tongue into my asshole while he pumped his finger in my pussy. I lay there expecting to be angry but instead I was turned on, I realized that my pussy was getting wetter and wetter. He pulled his finger and face away from me and I heard him stand up. I kept my eyes closed as he walked around the bed near my head. I felt him softly touch my cheek and say "oh baby, you've got daddy so worked up if I put it in your pussy I'm just going to cum, but I want to to spend a while with your cunt gripping my cock so daddy is going to cum in your mouth first and then after I get hard again I'm going to give your cunt a good thorough dicking, after all, we've got all night " I felt something warm touch my lips and realized that it was his cock. He used the tip to spread his oozing precum on my lips and I heard him sigh as he pushed his head past my lips. He pumped in and out of my mouth slowly going deeper each time until he reached the back of my throat. He would move his cock in and out of my lips sometimes stopping to rub more of his delicious precum on my lips, even when I was awake I loved having his dick in my mouth. His breathing was becoming faster and his movements were less controlled. He held my head and began to make short fast strokes I could taste that he was getting close to cumming because his fluids were tasting more salty. He gave a low grunt and I felt his dick begin to throb in my mouth seconds before his cum filled my mouth, he held his dick in my mouth making small thrusting movements as he filled my mouth with his last drops. When he pulled his cock out I tried to let my mouth relax even though I wanted to lick my lips and try to swallow all of the the tasty goodness that was pooling in my mouth and smeared all all over my lips. I felt his breath as he leaned close to my face using his thumb to smear cum over my lips "now we are going to have some real fun" he kissed my forehead and I heard him walk away and I heard a dresser drawer open. I could feel that my bangs were somewhat over my eyes so I assumed that I could peak without it being noticeable. He was naked accept for a long sleeve business shirt that was unbuttoned so if he turned around I would see that he was naked from neck down until you got to his business socks. He was rummaging in the top drawer of his tall dresser. He was pulling things out and setting them on the dresser, I couldn't see most of it because his shoulders were in the way, but I could see a bottle of lube. Then he pulled something out of the drawer that looked like a small dildo with a hilt type handle and I realized that it was a prostate massager. He put some lube on it and reached around and slowly inserted it in his ass. My pussy clenched from being so turned on. He shut the drawer and I closed my eyes before he could turn around. I had no idea that my husband enjoyed prostate pleasure, I had never attempted going near his back door and I felt a little guilty that I had never considered that he had cravings that he kept from me. I heard him moving behind me and I felt him lick my pussy again. After a few moments I felt something larger entering my pussy but it didn't feel like a finger or a dick. I realized that he was slowly working a lubed up dildo into my pussy. He worked my pussy with the dildo and I kept getting near orgasm but then he would change angle or speed and I would build near orgasm again. When he had the dildo as deep as it could go he stopped pumping it into me and I could hear him moving behind me. A moment later I felt pressure, a lot of pressure at my pussy lips. I heard him sigh and shift and I realized that he was forcing his dick into my pussy along with the dildo that was already filling me. My pussy felt so full, he pushed and pushed until he reached the end of me and then he gave a few more thrusts. It hurt and felt amazing all at once. He grabbed my ass and squeezed as he slowly thrust in and out of me. He began to move his hand towards my butt crack until he was stroking his thumb over my ass hole. He rubbed back and forth over my hole and then as he gave a particularly hard thrust into my pussy with his cock, his lubed thumb slipped into my asshole. He lost control then, thrusting hard and fast in my pussy while he wiggled his thumb in my ass. I was so turned on my pussy was soaked, I rolled his pooling cum in my mouth tasting and slowly drinking the cum that was in my mouth. He stopped suddenly and then withdrew his cock and thumb. He draped his body over mine breathing hard, his body covered a light dewy sweat. His wet cock sat between my ass cheeks throbbing. He kissed between my shoulder blades and then lifted himself off of me. He withdrew the dildo and replaced it with another which was as large as his cock and the dildo combined. I heard an odd clicking sound and realized that he was taking pictures as he shoved the dildo in my pussy. Once the dildo was in as deep as it could go he used a hand to spread my ass cheeks and the clicking started again as he took pictures of my totally exposed lower half. When the clicking stopped I felt cold wet liquid spatter onto my asshole. He said "I'm going to lube your ass and my cock up good, I wouldn't want to hurt my baby girl. I heard the bottle squirt but I didn't feel anything so I assumed that he was lubing up his cock. I felt him lean against me and then I felt the head of his cock push against my asshole, he pushed so his head was starting to spread my hole and I heard the clicking start again. I felt the slight pop as the ring of my asshole slipped around his cock head. He sighed and shuddered as the clicking continued. He would push a little deeper and stop waiting for my tight hole to adjust then he would pull out, squirt some cold lube in my open hole and then he would reenter going a bit deeper every time, pausing here and there to take pictures and let my body relax until he was buried as deep in my ass as he could go. He draped himself over me again giving hard thrusts but not really pulling back so he was still as deep as possible while still getting movement. My ass grabbed and hugged his dick as he thrusted and grunted. He pushed so hard that I felt him reaching the end of where my body would allow him to go. He was thrusting so close and tight that even when he pulled back a little our bodies touched in a long line. "oh baby, you are such a good little slut, you are going to have cum so deep up your ass you won't know this even happened" he kept thrusting and without pulling back much and I could feel the orgasm building. I had experienced anal sex before but with long strokes in and out, but never like this with him trying to stay as deep as possible without pulling back as though he needed his sperm to be as deep as he could keep it. Each movement made my pussy wetter and hotter. The orgasm hit me hard, my pussy clamped down on the dildo while my ass tightened around his cock as it made short hard thrusts. He gave a huge grunt with a thrust and I felt his dick begin to throb hard as he pumped cum deep in my ass. He laid against my back gasping, thrusting deep every time his dick throbbed. He whispered "you are such a good drunk slut, and once I clean you up these pictures are going online for our fans to enjoy. my little unconscious porn star". He cleaned me up while I pretended to sleep and as he tucked me in he whispered "I have something planned for tomorrow that our fans are going to love my sleepy little cum dumpster" I laid there pretending to sleep remembering the feeling of him inside me and knowing that he had done this before and was going to do it again and I felt... Horny

As I schemed to get another girl added to my list of approved side chicks, I realized that I had a problem that wasn't going away. Danielle was trying as hard as possible to make this work, and was giving me as much freedom as I could realistically hope for. And, yet, I still wasn't satisfied, and continued to crave other girls. The real question was whether I would be up front about things with Danielle, or continue to try to keep things on the down low. Labor Day weekend arrived, and with it, a much needed three day weekend. School hadn't been going for very long, but even a week or two was enough to make me pine for a break. Danielle's family was away for the first part of the weekend, and I used the rare down time to relax, play video games, and actually hang out with guy friends for a change. I hadn't realized how much I had ignored my main group of friends during this recent run of good fortune I had been experiencing, but every now and then, it's good to get that chill time in. By the time Sunday rolled around, I had received a text from Danielle about a Labor Day party that her family was throwing the next day. It sounded like a good time to hang with Danielle and Hailey, and perhaps say more than few words to their parents. I spent most of the day finishing up a project, so that I would have all the time I needed the following day. Even with the party set to start in the early afternoon, weekends were for sleeping, and I enjoyed staying in bed for the morning. After surfing the computer for a bit, I grabbed some breakfast, and slowly started to prepare for the day. It wasn't long before I got a text from Hailey, asking where I was. I hadn't seen her in a few weeks now, and she must have missed me. In fact, as I finished getting ready, I couldn't help but remember that the last girl I had actually fooled around with was Melanie. But that was a situation for another day. As I had become quite accustomed to doing, I began my journey to the girls' house on foot. It was another brutal day, and it wasn't long before my shirt was sticking to my skin. All I had with me was a towel, and my attire of a shirt and blue swim trunks. Approaching the house, even from down the street, I could hear shouting and splashing. I could only imagine there were many people having pool parties and barbeques on this holiday. Things only got louder as I approached the house, as I found the side gate open and made my way to the back. I quickly realized that all of the noises I had been hearing were coming from this backyard. My eyes nearly bugged out when I noticed the body count running around the pool area. There were at least half a dozen girls, some of whom I had never seen before, and that was in addition to Danielle and Hailey. That's when it hit me that this was another cheerleader party. "How could this be" I thought to myself. I couldn't imagine how Danielle had allowed this to happen. It wasn't long ago that we had just discussed keeping things to her and Hailey. And, now, here were these girls, some were even part of that infamous night with Danielle. My confusion was only allowed to continue for a few moments, before I was spotted. I braced myself for a rush, but it was only Danielle who came to greet me with a hug. She was dressed in a skimpy black bikini, and looked as gorgeous as ever. "I trust you" she said, as if she could read my thoughts about the situation. Though Hailey had convinced the girls not to attack me, she hadn't been able to stop them from observing. Most had their eyes pointed in my direction, and that attention doubled as I tossed my shirt onto a lounger. As if the situation needed to be any more puzzling, Danielle's parents were not completely scarce from the situation. Her father was stepping in and out of the back, cooking up burgers and hot dogs. Her mother was reading on the other side of the pool, gracious enough to give the party some space, but not enough to remove herself entirely. As I made my way into the pool, the greetings finally started to come in. Hailey finally hugged me, her wet body, decked out in a blue and green bikini, quickly dampening me before I could get down the steps. I heard a few "hi's" coming from the hot tub area, and recognized the busty redhead Alana, as well as the blonde team captain, Ashley. Nicki (the perky Asian) and Maddie (the extra fit blonde) were also there, giving me subtle glances of excitement. The other two girls looked unfamiliar, but I imagined I would get to know them at some point. The day started off innocently enough. The girls pretty much laid off me, and Danielle seemed happy with the situation. We played a quick game of volleyball, before everyone got out to get some food. I finished first, and made my way into the hot tub area. Getting there first, I figured I would let whatever come to me. It wasn't long before many of the girls started to join me in the hot tub area, though again, most kept their distance. The stunningly hot day had given way to the evening, and a slight breeze helped to make the hot tub the place to be. I took a deep breath, taking in the fresh air, as bubbles filled the jacuzzi. Their dad had been gone for most of the last hour, and their mom had finally headed inside a few minutes ago. All nine of us, including the six girls from Hailey's cheer team were in the hot tub. "I think there are some people who don't know each other" Ashley said, breaking the brief silence. "That's Jessica" she said, pointing to a busty girl with brown hair. She arguably had Alana beat in the bust department, which was impressive. "And that's Allison" she continued, motioning towards the blue eyed blonde with brown highlights and brown eyebrows. Something about the combination worked for her, and I extended a hand to each of the new girls. "New members of the team?" I asked with a warm smile. "Yep, better late than never I suppose" Ashley said with a giggle. "They barely beat the deadline, but they've been worth it so far" she continued with a suggestive tone. I sat there slightly confused until I remembered the first time I had seen the cheerleader party, and watched the girls get each other off. "So enough about us, how's school for you?" Alana interjected. "Oh you know, same old boring shit" I said, drawing a few laughs from the girls. "Things are-" I started before being taken off guard by a strange touch. Danielle was on my right, happy to be keeping an eye on the proceedings. However, it was starting to get darker, and the jets veiled the water line. I had a hand in my crotch, and my instincts told me it wasn't Danielle. I looked subtly to the left, where Allison was sitting next to me. "Things are so boring, you know how it is" I finally forced myself to finish, so that nothing got strange. My eyes kept looking towards the left, and as I got hard I saw Allison's mouth open in amazement. Ashley mouthed "I told you" to her, before turning her glance back towards the middle. "Can you believe what Michelle was wearing today?" Hailey said, stealing the conversation, as she had done before when trying to get attention away from me for a friend. She was always giving like that. As the girls started to mutter excitedly, I felt the hand dip inside my trunks, up the left leg hole and onto my hard cock. Allison spent a few minutes exploring, getting a handle on my size. I saw her give a quick wink to Hailey, and instantly Hailey started to ask Danielle about school. "That teacher still giving you trouble sis?" Hailey asked, as Allison started to move her hand on me. With Danielle's attention on her sister, Allison had a bit more freedom, working me under the water, as she exchanged knowing glances with a few of the girls. Her hand pumped my length, and then she ran her finger along the underside of me. Suddenly, I felt something else, and could see Alana leaning down ever so slightly from her position. She had the soft part of her foot on the underside head of my cock, and was rubbing it in rhythm with Allison's pumping. This had probably been the longest I had gone without getting off in a while. So, even though the work was, sometimes, clumsy, it was still effective in getting me going. I was smart enough to turn in Danielle's direction on occasion, nodding and responding to her story. She was off on a rant about her teacher, as Hailey kept her attention with follow up questions. Allison got a better grip on my cock and started to rub the bottom of my head more against Alana's foot. I did my best to keep from squirming too much as the pleasure built. I looked over to Allison as I approached my climax, and received a piercing look of sexuality from her gorgeous blue eyes. She even raised her darker eyebrows and grinned as she brought me over the top. I managed to keep myself quiet, only closing my eyes briefly as I started to shoot my load through the water. Alana removed her foot, and Allison pumped me through the orgasm, as any evidence was quickly washed away by the jets. Surprisingly, that seemed to satisfy the girls for a while. There was no shifting of positions so the next girl could get a chance. No girls were turned towards the jets getting off, and it appeared that none even had their hands below the water. After some more chatter, a phone went off. It was Danielle's and she groaned as dried a hand to answer. "Hey...are you serious?" she said in shock. "It's due tomorrow? Son of a bitch." Danielle hung up the phone and got out of the tub, quickly drying herself. I gave Hailey an "are you serious" look and she had to hold in a giggle. "Guys, I'll be right back" she said. "I don't want to miss the party, but I have to work on this a bit. I'll probably do some of it outside. Give me a sec." Danielle quickly disappeared into the house, too distracted to even give a second glance. "Me, me, me first, no, me" I heard from all the girls, as they all started to get up. Some girls were even grappling, holding one another back so that they could get to me first. The seven girls remaining in the tub all had partners in their respective fights to get to me - except Nicki. She made her way over to me, undetected, yanking my trunks down and immediately sinking her tight pussy onto my cock. "Oh fuck you Nicki" Ashley laughed, as the girls started to end their wrestling. Nicki was too lost to care, her body facing me as she wasted no time in riding me. Her Asian descent had resulted in a beautiful skin color, and she was determined to give me any look I wanted. She pulled her bikini top up, pushing her bouncing tits right in my face. As nervous as I was about Danielle's imminent return, I greedily sucked on her nipples. "We don't have much time" Hailey said, one of the few who cared about that side of the situation at the moment. "Hurry up guys" she said, coming over to us, using one hand to rub Nicki's clit, and the other to massage my balls. As I said before, Hailey was very generous in these situations. She was determined to let me have my fun, without getting into trouble with her sister. "Unh fuck" Nicki moaned as she rode my cock hard, starting to go limp as she climaxed. She stiffened, and Hailey had to help keep her upright as her tiny pussy went off around me. "There's no time you slut" Hailey giggled, and started to bounce her friend on my cock, making sure the spasming pussy was also riding me towards climax. "Fucking cum in her already" Hailey moaned in my ear, before giving my neck a nibble. She knew what would help get me over the edge, and between the neck attention, the rubbing of my balls, and Nicki's spasming pussy, I finally got there. I took Nicki's tits into my mouth as I came hard, firing ropes of hot sticky cum deep into her pussy. "Oooh looks like he's cumming" Ashley teased. "Lucky bitch" Maddie joined in, laughing. "Couldn't resist filling up that tight little Asian pussy" Allison moaned from next to me, giving the other side of my neck a quick kiss. "Mrs. Gregor is a bitch" Alana said hurriedly. In an instant, Nicki hopped off my cock, my spent rod falling out of her tight warm hole as the girls returned to their spots. A few seconds later, Danielle slid the door aside and appeared with a laptop. "Really?" I whispered, catching onto what must have been a code phrase. Hailey shushed me and smiled. "Sorry guys, I'll try to do most of this out here," Danielle said, sitting down and dipping her feet in the water. "Homework?" Hailey asked. "Yeah, somehow there was this history project I forgot about" she said, still a bit flustered. I wasn't entirely sure what was going on here, but I could only guess Hailey had told a friend to call Danielle and make up a project. The evening continued on with more gossip, chatting, and questions. In Danielle's eyes, it had been a near perfect evening, at least as far as her worries about me were concerned. For everyone else, the evening had been pretty great, too. "Have to pee, be right back" Hailey said, excusing herself from the hot tub and heading inside. "Are you fucking kidding me?" Danielle said moments later. "The internet is out now? Really?" Hailey might have been busted, if it hadn't been for their shoddy internet connection, which went down fairly regularly. Hailey made sure to spend some extra time inside, so she wouldn't emerge as soon as things went down. She finally came back out and re-joined things as if nothing had happened. "Damn it, I'll be right back again" Danielle said in frustration, heading back inside to try to figure out the internet problem. As soon as she disappeared, the girls were at it again. "Ok Nicki" Ashley said, emphasizing her name. "You're filled so you can be on watch duty." "We should have more time" Hailey jumped in. "She'll have to ask our Dad and he takes forever with this stuff." Without warning, Allison made a quick maneuver and ended up on my cock, impaling her tight hole on my shaft. "You fucking sluts" Ashley groaned and started moving towards her. "Let her go" Hailey said, pulling on her. "We don't have time for fights tonight." Ashley grunted but relented. Allison started to ride me, a bit slower than Nicki, but with sexier looks on her face. Something about the darker eyebrows under blonde hair worked well for her, and she was using it to her advantage. She put her face against mine, and before I knew it, we were making out like it was our last night on earth. Our tongues wrestled for a while, before she pulled off the kiss, and stared at me with a look of ecstasy. A few seconds later, her pussy was contracting around my cock, as she threw her head back in pleasure. Maddie saw the opening of my mouth, and quickly got out of the tub, straddling my face between her super toned legs. She pulled her bikini bottoms to the side and dropped down, letting my tongue start to work its magic on her pussy. I held onto her tight thighs as I worked my tongue across her clit, sometimes darting inside her. Allison was riding me harder now, determined to hit a second climax, taking one of my hands away from Maddie's legs and putting it onto her nipple. I twisted and teased it, which brought Allison over again, sending her tight hole into another spasm. Maddie started to shake over me, and released a small squirt onto my face as she came, eventually falling back into the hot tub with a reverse sumersault and splash. Sensing we might be short on time, Hailey and Ashley came over, each sending their hands on an exploration across my body. Ashley finally found my balls and started to rub, while Hailey kissed my chest. "There we go" Ashley said with a triumphant grin, as she could feel me starting to pulse. "You can't resist cumming when I play with your balls can you" she teased and sucked on my lower ear. I shivered, unable to fight the sensations, and quickly started to rocket cum inside Allison. I bucked against Allison's pussy, unable to fire the cum quickly enough, as I filled her with a gigantic load. Ashley giggled and remarked about how big the load was, though I barely heard her. I wasn't going to come down from this high easily, as Allison stayed submerged on my rod, even after I was finished. "Time for more?" Alana asked, as the girls looked back towards the house. "I wouldn't" Hailey said. "Shouldn't be much longer. Let's not blow this for the future" she said with a big smile, and a wink towards me. The girls reluctantly returned to their positions, as I tried to catch my breath. "That was some load" Allison whispered, attacking my neck with a few more kisses. She had quickly learned what I liked, and that was an added turn on. I started to realize that Allison could be another girl that I would enjoy this reguarly with. In fact, it was starting to become clear that it didn't take much for me to form a sexual, lust filled bond with a girl. A day ago, I was trying to figure out how to bring up Melanie to Danielle. That, of course, was after solving the Hailey issue. I had to admit to myself that I was young, horny, and not in a position that I wanted to give up this amazing situation. My thoughts were interrupted as Danielle came back outside. "Sorry, this is becoming a ridiculous night" Danielle said, sitting back down and returning to work. "That's for sure" I said in my head. From the looks around the hot tub, many were thinking the same thing. The rest of the night was rather uneventful. Danielle finished her project, which I still hoped might be legit, for her sake. Eventually, people grew bored of being wet, and the girls filed out of the jacuzzi. Allison was the last to leave, and as she walked inside, she pulled her bathing suit aside long enough to give me a look at my cum dripping from her pussy. She winked and went inside the house. "What a night" Danielle said, as we started to bring stuff in from the backyard. "And there's school tomorrow. I can't believe all those girls are staying over on a school night." I couldn't help but have flashbacks to the last cheerleader slumber party, when I went exploring and ran into quite the night. Danielle and I spent some time in her room, talking about school and the next weekend plans. There was no doubt that we still connected on an emotional level more than anyone else, but I was starting to question if that was important at this point. Yes, if I admitted everything to her I could lose her, and who knows how that would effect the relationship with her sister and friends. Right now, I couldn't bring myself to throw a wrench in things. I felt a little guilty when Danielle thanked me for keeping my composure tonight. She also apologized that she wasn't in the mood for things, as her time of the month was in full swing. During the last sleepover, I had made my way into Hailey's room after falling asleep briefly, and they had wondered what took me so long. Tonight, I wasn't even sure if I was heading there. But, after a few hours of sleep, I found myself needing to use the bathroom. After I was done, I passed Hailey's room and noticed the lights were still on. I took a deep breath and made my way inside. "Look who finally decided to show up" Ashley laughed. However, no girls jumped on me, and there were no wrestling matches to get to my body. Even Hailey seemed a bit confused by the lack of action. "So Hailey told us that it's been a while for you two" Alana started. "She does so much to help us have fun, and we all appreciate that." The other girls nodded enthusiastically. "It's your turn" Nicki said with a smile in Hailey's direction. She looked at her friend's appreciatively. "We're going to help though" Maddie laughed. "He might not last long with all of us involved." Hailey giggled and made her way over to me, seductively. I had forgotten how unbelievably sexy her blue/green eyes were. She wrapped her arms around me and we kissed passionately. The other girls went to work, stripping the both of us of our clothing, and soon we were kissing naked, bodies against each other. After a few minutes, Hailey grinned at me and dropped onto all fours. She spread herself just enough for me, and I couldn't help but excitedly get into position. I gave her beautiful ass a few playful spanks, and then shoved myself into her pussy from behind. I felt myself filling her every inch, easily rubbing her gspot. It was almost like I hit a switch, and Hailey's composure dropped. She hurriedly started to push herself back against me, and I found myself grabbing her hair in my hands and pulling as I pounded into her. The girls all found a spot to assist things. Two girls were on each of Hailey's tits, sucking a nipple in each mouth. Another was near the main action, licking Hailey's clit as I fucked her hard. Another girl slapped Hailey's ass in time with my fucking, while yet another was behind me, rubbing my balls. The remaining girls all kissed or licked parts of Hailey and I, and the sensations drove us both wild. With sensations on all of her most sensitive spots, Hailey started to cum in waves, virtually never coming all the way down. Her pussy would clench, and she would leak juices around me. She would try to catch her breath, only to end up cumming again and again. I had to fight all of the sensations to try to give Hailey a nice fucking, though it was a difficult battle with all of the girls paying me so much attention. "Sorry if we don't let him last long" Nicki said with a giggle. "That's ok" Hailey panted. "I love when he cums inside me." That seemed to renew the girls' energy. I looked around and still found the sight hard to believe. All of these gorgeous girls, with my cock continuously disappearing underneath Hailey's ass. I felt a tongue start to work at my balls, as one of the girls was down on the floor, trying to help me finish. As I got closer, Hailey knew what I wanted. "Let him play with my tits" she said, and the girls beneath her laid off her chest. I lustfully squeezed and rolled Hailey's tits in my hands, which felt even bigger with gravity pulling down. "Ooh he loves Hailey's perky little titties" Maddie cooed as she kept some light pressure on my balls. "Fill her! Fill her! Fill her!" the girls started to cheer. I held onto Hailey's tits hard as I buried myself completely inside her, before starting to fire off my first few ropes of cum. The first few came out in quick spurts, before longer ones continued to paint her insides. Hailey dropped her front half onto the floor, as I poured everything I had inside her. She turned around, facing me, with my cock still buried deep inside her, and came up for a long kiss.

I’m sure every guy on here has a “this was my first time with another guy” story, and I am no exception. Some of the stories begin by saying that the main character had been “thinking about it for years” or “was always curious” or maybe “there was a certain someone they met that they fell for in an instant.” For me it was different. For me it was something I wasn’t looking for, I hadn’t even thought about it. It just happened and once it did, it changed my life forever. My name is Paul and for the last thirty-eight years I’ve been happily married. My wife and I raised six remarkable kids and life was good. Then cancer took my wife away and I was now alone. Anyway, about me and my story. I stand right at six foot tall and weigh in just about one hundred and eighty pounds. I won’t say I’m buff or cut but I do look good for my age and work hard to keep it that way. I recently had changed jobs and the opportunity to travel out of state for a week of intensive training presented itself. I had nothing preventing me from leaving for a week and so I took advantage of the opportunity. A co-worker of mine, Ron, was going to attend the training as well. Now Ron was the work cut up. He was always putting a smile on everyone’s face with his jokes and outlandish stories. Ron was single with no attachments and claimed he liked it that way. He was a little shorter than me but made up for it with a body builder physique. He was about twenty years younger than myself and although he was a friend at work, he was not someone I would have picked out as a friend off the street. The day arrived to leave for the training and I arrived at the airport. After getting through security, I walked to the gate and found Ron already sitting in one of the lobby gate chairs. “Well, you did make it. Did you have to stop and get your doctor to clear you to fly at your advanced age?” he chided. “No,” I quipped. “I was just arranging a time schedule with the stewardesses to see how many of them I could make members of the mile high club before the flight, was over.” As we both laughed, I walked up and shook his hand and we made small talk until our flight boarded. The plane was full and we were seated in different rows, so getting to know more about him during the flight was not going to happen. We landed and collected our luggage and found the hotel shuttle which we would use throughout the week to get to and from the training center and hotel. When we checked into the hotel things began to get a little weird for me. Our company had only requested one room for us to share. I would have gladly paid for the extra room but the hotel was full with others from all over who were also there on business. We took our key cards and went to our room. It was a lot nicer than I expected and I began to relax a little about the living situation. I picked the bed by the window and that was fine with Ron. As we began to unpack, Ron was joking around and said, “I hope you don’t mind but when I’m at home I don’t wear clothes. I like the freedom.” As naïve as I was, I assumed he liked to walk around in his boxers. I didn’t mind that and told him, “No worries here. “ “I’m going to take a shower then watch TV or something on my computer before bed.” Ron announced. That was fine with me. I wasn’t really tired and a shower sounded nice. Ron started taking off his clothes as he headed to the bathroom. He closed the door as I walked over to get a pair of shorts to sleep in. I heard the toilet flush then the bathroom door opened. Ron stepped out of the bathroom and he was completely naked. I looked over at him framed in the doorway and for the first time was impressed with what I saw. He had a six pack below his slightly muscled pecks and well-defined arms. His legs rippled as he stood there for a moment. You could tell he took pride in his body. He didn’t shave his hair off like most body builders and he was covered with reddish brown hair over most of his body. I tried not to look below his sixpack but his curly chestnut chest hair flowed downward beyond his naval into a thick bushy treasure mound where his manhood was nestled. His cock hung down loosely, resting on his scrotum where two oversized testicles made the perfect backdrop. His cock was thick and cut. Even flaccid it hung down about 5 inches. I did my best not to stare and hoped Ron hadn’t noticed. In hind sight, I think he paused in the doorway just to get the reaction from me…………which he did. “I forgot to get my shampoo and soap from my bag.” He said as he walked across the room. As hard as I tried not to stare, I couldn’t help but watch as his cock (which appeared to be enlarging ever so slightly), swung back and forth with each step. Ron picked up his soap and shampoo from his suit case and returned to the bathroom to take a shower. As he walked past, he reached down, then scratched himself, as if to make sure I saw his goods. This time he left the door open. The tub and shower stall had a clear glass sliding door which hid nothing when anyone was bathing. I had to stop myself from watching as Ron turned on the shower and reached in to adjust the flow for the perfect temp. My mind was confused that I was attracted to his looks. I had always been taught and raised that it was wrong, but no one could ever tell me why except the stock answer that it was un-natural. I was not sure what the stirrings I was feeling were but they felt wonderful and perfectly normal. As he leaned forward, I could see his cock swinging to his movements. My breath began to quicken at the sight. Just as he stepped into the shower, he looked out the door and saw me watching. He smiled and nodded that he saw me and then stepped into the shower. I was mortified! What had I done? What must he think? I had been happily married to a woman and never thought of anyone outside my marriage; especially not men! I turned away from the bathroom and felt a pull at my crotch. I hadn’t even noticed that I had gotten an erection which was pushing against my pants. God, I hope he didn’t see! I felt so embarrassed, yet at the same time exhilarated. I had calmed myself and turned on the TV when I heard the shower stop. Before long Ron stepped out of the bathroom and announced, “All done, your turn.” I tried to act as if nothing had happened and answered “Thanks.” I turned and he was still standing in the doorway to the bathroom. Moisture still glistened on his body making him shine and look like a god. I couldn’t help but look down at his crotch. His cock was much thicker now and longer. It was just at the point where any more blood flow and it would have started to rise. I was ashamed at my thoughts but it was beautiful. I quickly grabbed my things and as he stepped from the door way, I entered. We passed and a sudden shock went through me! Ron had reached over and patted my ass. My thoughts were reeling. Was there anything to his pat or was it something that guys do; like on the football field. Again, I cleared my thoughts. Nothing had happened so far really, except he liked to walk around naked. I took a deep breath and assured myself that my thoughts were crazy. I closed the door and stripped down naked. I got the water running and stepped inside the shower. I began to lather up and as I reached my cock, I stroked it just enough to get it in the same shape Ron’s was. It was a man thing and I just kind of wanted to compare packages in the secret of the bathroom. Ron’s cock was probably longer but I was sure mine was thicker around. As I looked at myself the bathroom door opened and Ron walked in. “Sorry I left my cell phone in here.” He looked through the glass longer than a moment then picked up his cell phone. As he left, he said with a smile, “Carry on. Don’t let me stop you. See you in a few minutes.” He then walked out and shut the door. I finished showering and during that time I decided that there was nothing for me to be ashamed of. My body was fit and not hard to look at. I didn’t want Ron to think I was a prude or old fashioned or anything, so I decided to leave the bathroom with just my boxers on. I stroked my cock a couple times first; just enough to make sure it left a nice imprint pressing against my underwear. I looked at Ron for a reaction and he was sitting on the side of his bed with pillows propped up behind him for support. His legs were spread and his cock was hard as a rock. His computer was in front of him on a small table. “There is nothing worth watching on the TV so I thought I’d look something up on the computer. Want to join me?” he asked speaking a little loud as he had earbuds connected to his computer and in his ears. It was then I noticed that Ron had already propped up other pillows on his bed making a place for me to sit next to him. “Uh, I don’t think so. I’m pretty tired.” I stammered. “Suit yourself.” Ron answered and went back to his computer. He adjusted his ear buds and began watching something. There was nothing else to do in the hotel room and my curiosity was peeked. I looked over at the computer from the side and the show I saw sent shivers thru me. From the angle I was looking, I couldn’t see the screen but I could see Ron’s cock, fully erect, his hand slowly stroking himself up and down. My first reaction was to scream out “What the fuck are you doing!?” but I stopped myself as a sensual curiosity swept throughout my body. At least I could look at what he was watching. I walked around to get a better view of the screen. Ron had on a pornographic movie. There was a girl and a guy naked in bed. She was laying between his legs deep throating his cock. “I wish my wife would have done that!” I thought to myself. Ron seemed oblivious to me as I watched from the side of the bed. “Maybe I could learn something from this.” Was my second thought. Without really thinking about Ron, I found myself moving closer and sitting beside him to watch the video. By now my cock was raging and tenting my boxers so much there was no way Ron couldn’t tell. I had never watched porn before and I was so enthralled with the video I didn’t even remember pulling the waistband of my boxers down to free my cock, sliding my boxers down my legs, or kicking them off on the floor. As I sat back on the bed and continued to watch the movie, my eyes popped wide open as a huge muscle built black man walked out of the bathroom on screen. His cock must have been 10 or 11 inches long. He joined the other two on the bed. The woman instantly released her hold on the first man’s cock and tried to deepthroat the black man’s huge man pole. While she did this the black man reached over and began stroking the other guys prick while the white guy buried his face in her pussy, licking and nibbling like it was a banana split in the hot summer sun and he had to finish it before it melted. Without even looking over at me, Ron took his earbuds off and unplugged the cord. I was suddenly bombarded with the sounds of slurping and moaning from the computer. It was amazing and I almost came right then and there. My breathing was becoming faster as I sat with my hands at my sides, my eyes glued to the screen, my raging hard on begging to be attended to! Slowly Ron reached over with his free hand and gently wrapped his fingers around my rigid cock. His hand was warm and silky smooth. He must have coated his hand with lube. I could tell by the way it glided up and down from the base of my cock to its purple swollen head. My mind was screaming this is all wrong, but my body was in heaven. A primal sensual desire was building up within me, catching my loins on fire with a lusty flame I don’t think I could extinguish; even if I wanted too. I arched my back slightly and let out a soft moan. For a moment I looked away from the computer toward Ron. He was looking at me and smiling. I snapped my head back toward the computer as if it hadn’t happened! I didn’t pull away or jump out of the bed as I should of, but instead let things continue. I hadn’t been so excited and wound up like this in years. Without even thinking my hand slid up Ron’s thigh. His skin was firm from thick muscular legs but his skin was smooth. Shivers coursed through me as I allowed my hand travel up and find his love pole. Ron released his grip willingly allowing me to take its place. All the time I kept my eyes glued to the movie. His cock sheath pulsed as blood flowed through it. I could feel his veins bulging down the sides. My fingers drifted up and were met by the hot sticky droplets of precum oozing from the tip of his uncut manhood. In one smooth move, Ron reached up with his free hand and closed the laptop lid. He continued to turn toward me while lowering his head down to my crotch. His wet saliva and tongue caressed my raging prick head. Slowly he engulfed my cock and slid his mouth all the way down to the base. I moaned in ecstasy as I laid back. I didn’t give it a thought that it was a man awakening the desires with in me. I placed my hands on his head and gripped his hair in my fists. “I’m gonna cum!” I grunted as I felt myself getting close. Ron pulled his head back and whispered, “Not yet.” He rolled himself on top of me and pushed me back further onto the bed. Our cocks found each other as Ron began to grind his against mine. I felt his hot steamy breath against my neck as he began to lick and suck on my ear. I didn’t care about a thing in the world except the orgasmic inferno building up inside me, like a volcano on the verge of erupting. I turned my head toward Ron’s and found his lips. I forced my tongue passed his lips and deep into his mouth searching for his tongue. There was no stopping me now and no turning back. I grabbed his head and held his mouth tight against mine. I arched my back and forced our cocks tight together as wave after wave of man spunk shot out of me and flooded our stomachs. I had never had an orgasm that intense and it seemed to go on forever. My lusty actions were enough to push Ron over the top. He began humping fiercely as I felt his cock stiffen and swell then begin shooting his load intensely between us mingling his cum with mine, As our orgasms subsided and we began to catch our breath we stopped kissing. Ron paused for a moment and rolled off of me. “You OK? I was thinking just a jerk off session at the most.” Ron said almost apologetically. “But you were amazing.” I looked at him and the realization of what happened began to sink in. I placed my hand on my stomach and felt the sticky residue of our unexpected encounter. “Um, I need a shower and then I need to get to sleep. The training starts early.” I hurried off the bed and shut the door behind me as I entered the bathroom and locked the door! I showered and put my pajamas on. When I left the bathroom Ron stepped inside and closed the door. I was intentionally asleep (or pretending to be so) before Ron was finished showering. The next morning, we didn’t speak. We got dressed separately and left the room each on our own to eat breakfast and attend our training. Training went well, however all throughout the day, my mind kept travelling back to the night before. As we walked up to the hotel room and stepped inside Ron said, Hey about last night…………….” Before he could say another word, I kicked the door shut with my foot, wrapped my arms around his neck and forced my tongue into his mouth with a kiss with all the passion I could muster. We began groping at our close, getting them off as fast as possible and tumbling onto the bed together, but that is a tale worth telling on its own, at another time.

Without warning, my brother called me telling me that they're on the way to my house asking if they could stay temporarily because he's having eye surgery that will render him blind for months due to the healing process. He asked me to look out and take care of his wife and daughter. Of course I said yes the moment he mentioned his wife. I got attracted to my Sister-in-law the moment i laid my eyes on her. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. She's the only reason why I'm still single. I knew she liked me too because she kept glancing at my direction the day my brother brought her to our house 16 years ago. In the next few days, I made moves on her without my brother noticing. We had an affair. We had sex almost everyday until she got pregnant. Who's baby? We didn't confirm. It's either mine or my brother's. My niece (or my daughter) started to develop Narcolepsy (neurological disorder that affects the control of sleep and wakefulness). She would fall asleep suddenly at any time of the day. She had no control over it and can be dangerous, so her parents had her homeschooled. Fast forward, my brother called me because he's having surgery and that they'll be staying with me for a couple of months. Days later, the surgery was a success and my brother had his eyes covered and temporarily blind. One morning I woke up to find my brother sitting at the dining table while my sister-in-law cooks breakfast. "Good morning John! Coffee?" Diana (my sister-in-law) asked while she cooks. "Yes please! Good morning brother! How's the eye?" I asked sitting next to him. "Ugh! Don't ask. It sucks not seeing anything. Thank you for having us again. I know it's a little inconvenient for you" Robert (my brother) said. "Don't! It's nothing! We're family. I'm supposed to help you." Diana glanced back at me and mouthed that she misses me. I now noticed what she's wearing. A big T-shirt and an apron on top of it and nothing else. Her ass is visible and her pussy inviting me to come close. "Where is Rose (my niece/daughter?)? Still asleep?" I asked while silently standing up to get closer to Diana. "Probably still sleeping. Can you assist her later?" Robert asked. I ran to my brother's side silently just to answer him "Yeah sure bro, no problem, I'll check on her now" I hugged Diana from the back and started caressing her boobs on top of her shirt. My other hand found her pussy soaking wet and started fingering her. She was reaching her climax and trying not to moan when i got my dick out. I got her left leg on top of the counter for easier access, put my right hand on top of her mouth to minimize the noise and started pumping in front of my brother while he's eating his breakfast. It was the most thrilling sex I've ever done in my entire life! After the fuck session in front of my brother, I left Diana still breathing heavily on top of the counter and went to Rose's room. I knocked first just to make sure and when no one answered, I opened the door to see Rose still sleeping, her sheets at the bottom of the bed, her tank top askew revealing one of her petite boob. Her small pink nipple sent a jolt to my dick, reviving it again. Her legs were open wide and i can see a part of her labia peeking at the bottom of her shorts. At 16 years old, Rose is a Goddess with a sleeping disorder. She reminded me of a younger version of her mother. I knelt beside the bed, got one of my fingers within inches of her nipple to see how she reacts. Nothing. She's in deep sleep. I kept playing her nipple for about 5 minutes while staring at her face. My cock was super hard and was drenched with precum by the time i came to my senses. I got up and left the room before i do anything stupid. The next days that passed by was like paradise for me. I get to have sex with Diana everyday. We've had sex in every part of my house even with my brother in the room with us. He didn't suspect a thing. One night, we decided to watch T.V. (Robert will just listen) with Diana and Robert sitting at the long sofa while I sat at my lazyboy chair. Rose decided to sit with me since the lazyboy was big enough and she would fit with me. An hour passed and Rose was snoring with her head on my chest. I saw Diana was also sleeping with her head in Robert's lap, facing away from me. I'm not sure if Robert was sleeping too but fuck him. I don't care anymore if Rose is my niece or my daughter, my lust for her is very high ever since I saw her in that room the other night. She's a heavy sleeper thanks to her narcolepsy disorder. I got my cock out and wrapped her hand around it and started masturbating myself. Her head lolled to my shoulder, her slightly open mouth invited mine. I gently kissed her first, then pushed my tongue inside and explored. After 30 seconds, she was responding with the kiss. While I was sucking her tongue, I gripped her face/cheeks with my free hand for easier access. I was torridly kissing my niece/daughter? and i am loving every second of it. When I ejaculated, I got my sperm with my fingers and jammed it inside Rose's mouth. I got impatient and just wiped my dick in her lips, slowly entering her open mouth. I didn't go all the way since i was afraid that she'd bite my dick off. The next day, Diana and Robert went to the hospital for a check-up. Rose wanted to clean the house so i let her, when suddenly she collapsed unconscious. Luckily she went down in the soft carpet so there's no injury. I suddenly had the urge to molest her again. I began by removing her clothes. Perfect small boobs with light nipples. The little pubic hairs on top of her pussy made it very appealing to me. I was salivating already and started licking her cute little virgin cunt. By the time I was finished, every part of her pussy including her anus was drenched with my saliva. Even her breast was wet with saliva. I then positioned myself on top of her, ready to penetrate. As i tore her hymen, she jerked awake, startled and confused. "Uncle John?" Rose said in a panicky voice. "Shhh, Rose, You'll like this soon enough" As i was going in and out of her pussy, she started to moan little at first, then getting louder every minute. "Uncle John I think I'm going to pee!" Rose said. "Just let it go honey" She screamed at her climax drenching my dick still inside of her. When it was my turn to cum, I noticed her sleeping heavily, so i just ejaculated inside her pussy, not worried if i impregnate her. I carried her to her room after and started to clean the living room. The carpet was a mess. A huge pool of semen mixed with vaginal fluids was very visible. I can't possibly clean this up in time before Diana and Robert comes home, so i tore the carpet from the floor and just dumped it at my backyard. "Whoa! What happened here?" Diana asked when she entered the front door. "What? What's wrong?" Robert asked "Well I was planning on redecorating the living room. Any suggestions?" I said. "John, you know Diana is an interior designer right? Diana, work with him" Robert said. "Oh absolutely!" Diana said with a wink. At dinner, Rose didn't make eye contact with me even once. Diana was so happy and vigorously laying out her plans with my living room. "I'll use the bathroom" Rose suddenly said. She got up and before she leaves, we had eye contact. After a minute, I excused myself, telling them some lame excuse and went to find Rose. I found her in my room's bathroom staring at the mirror. I got behind her and had eye contact again through the mirror. "You're my uncle! How could you do this?" Rose calmly said. I spun her slowly facing me. Lifted her so she's sitting on the counter and kissed her. No words. She responded by kissing back. I can't get Diana. I will have Rose. In any way possible.

I hear you packing in the walk-in closet. Your overhead with its leather inlays and mustard canvass with your essentials, a matching suit bag, anniversary gifts from an adoring wife. These are things which engender mixed feelings; I love you and can only barely bear you being away from me, and I am inordinately proud of and grateful to a man who can take care of us so well. Your travel is essential to this life but I hate it, I hate it almost as much as I love you. This time, it is all the more difficult for me because I have this deep, primal yearning for you, unsatisfied last night because of your work. You came to bed so late. What was it? Two? Three? I listened to you arguing, convincing, disputing, for hours, drifting off to the intonations of a man whose voice alone can move mountains. Why didn’t you wake me?! Why didn’t you slide my the covers from my breasts, raise my hands above my head and wake me with your breath on my breasts? Why didn’t you send me to sleep by forcing me to cum and filling me with you? Why did I wake up so awfully clean? I’m always emotional at this time. It’s biological. I know this and love about myself that I am so needful of your touch, particularly now. You love it too but last night? You let me be. Why did you let me be? I shaved everything for you, making sure that every inch of me was soft to your manly touch. God, but don’t I need your calloused hands on me. At a word, I would drop to my knees. There’s nothing at all that I would deny you… I bathed, plucked, chose your favorite gown, your favorite panties, perfumed, did my hair, all just to be with you in bed. Your voice though… I could listen to you from our bedroom for hours, every word audible through the register in our floor. It rises and falls like the water reaching a pool from a cliff; deep, rumbling, musical. No wonder men follow you. No wonder men want to be you. No wonder women circle you like asteroids… No, like cats in heat. But you are mine and I am the only cat in heat you need. But I couldn’t mark you, couldn’t leave you with an unforgettable essence and memory of me, and I am angry. Still, I know it is the hormones talking for I love you too much to saddle you with my senseless needs. You are doing what you must, to make a life for us what I adore. I have no legitimate complaint and, so, this morning, I again bathed, and combed, and perfumed, and dressed to leave an impression. I love this dressing gown. It barely covers my butt and its sheer fabric shows just enough of me. I am beautiful in this, I don’t doubt as beautiful as you thought I would be when you bought it. It’s panties are lovely as well, really more lingerie than dressing gown but we can pretend that that’s inadvertent, a lucky second purpose, can’t we? You come up behind me. My eyes follow you through the mirror. Wordlessly, your strong arms encircle me, wrapping me in you. I smell your cologne, yet another way I mark you. I note the dark blue shirt with its white pearl buttons, your open collar, revealing that gold cross, just large enough to look perfect between your collar bones. The dark metal ring on your hand, your steel watch, your thick belt, with its steel buckle, your black pants. All of it, my marking of you, my warning to other kitties that you have a woman who will do anything to keep what is hers. Your embrace is electric. God, how I need you! Your hands are on my tummy now, gently kneading my flesh through the lace… You kiss the back of my neck, my shoulder, my upper arm, pulling the top of my own back to reveal me. I feel the tightness of the belt release as you pull its end. You are sliding my gown off and I let it fall, lowering my arms so that you can reveal me, reveal what is yours. I revel in you possessing me. I am made whole by your gaze, by your touch, by everything you do and demand. Just getting you a cup of coffee is enough to make me feel complete. Kneeling before you, my hands on your thighs, yours twined in my hair, makes me feel adored, desired, loved. “You’ll be late for your flight” I remind you. You continue to kiss my neck and shoulder, cupping my left breast and teasing my nipple between your forefinger and thumb. I want you to miss your flight. Lord, I need you to stay with me, to, just this once, let that deal go, let that victory elude you; but, I cannot ask. It would be wrong and unjust to deny you what makes you, you. It is what I love about you, that insatiable desire to conquer every challenge; but, today, today, I need you to retake this field. As you kiss my shoulder, gently sucking my pale skin, I think of the inevitable purple mark you are leaving. I will have to cover that but I love them. You leave them all over me, just a few, always. You mark me, as I do you… This one will be darker than others. Your hand left hand is on my thigh. You pull my leg apart and I don’t hesitate. I need you to touch me… “The car will be here any minute” in remind you. “Shhhh… I’ve got three hours before my rescheduled flight.”

When Diana Jackson woke up, she wondered why her husband wasn't in bed beside her. Then she heard him moving around the bedroom, in the pre-dawn light. Still groggy with sleep, she saw his silhouette framed against the pale oblong of the window and realized that he was getting dressed. He was being quiet and hadn't turned the lights on, not wanting to disturb her, evidently. But why in hell? Then she remembered. It was Saturday morning, and usually Diana and Dan lingered in bed on the weekends, doing a lot of sucking and fucking before the kids were awake – and then returned to bed for more, once Holly and Jimmy had gone out to play. But Dan's boss had invited him on a hunting trip this weekend, which explained why Dan was up and getting dressed at this ungodly hour. Dan hadn't been very enthused about going hunting, since he much preferred to spend the weekend using his prick on his voluptuous wife, shooting into pussy rather than stalking a defenseless deer. But he had deemed it politic not to turn down an invitation from his boss, hoping that socializing might lead to promotion. Diana had been a bit disappointed, too, since she was a lady who loved plenty of prick and always looked forward to passionate weekends at home. But then Diana, who was also a really naughty woman, had made a few plans of her own. Diana had not been unfaithful to her husband for almost a year now. And she had never cheated on him with his own teenaged son or daughter. And these were very exciting ideas. Now she lay quietly, wondering if she should let Dan know that she was awake. She supposed that they would have time for a quick fuck before he had to leave, but she couldn't decide if that was a good idea or not, in the light of the really naughty things she had planned. It might be better to stay horny. On the other hand, Diana was always horny, anyhow, and a single fuck wouldn't change that much. Then she saw something that changed her mind. Dan was starting to step into his pants, his outline dark against the pearly dawn light from the window, and as he raised one leg, his cockeyed wife saw the silhouette of his enormous cock hanging down. That was plenty of inspiration. "Dan?" she purred. He looked up and his cock swung ponderously, throwing an elongated shadow across the floor. He was blessed with the biggest prick that Diana, in all her experience, had ever been lucky enough to encounter – which, truth be known, was the main reason she had wed him instead of one of her numerous other lovers and suitors. "Did I wake you, dear?" he said. "It's okay, darling," she murmured. He had lowered his leg now, without having stepped into his heavy wool hunting pants. But he was standing facing her now, his legs slightly spread, and she could still see the outline of his prick dangling down between his thighs. His cock-knob was a heavy, wedge-shaped slab and his stalk was a thick tube, so that his prick was shapely as well as huge, the sort of contoured cock that pleased a lady. "Why don't you come back to bed for a little while, darling?" Diana suggested. She drew the covers aside and lay naked. If Dan was gifted with a gigantic cock, his wife had the female form to match it. Her tits were full and firm and capped by fat, rosy tips. Her legs were long and trim, her hips supple, her ass solid. Her blonde cunt bush was luxuriant, spreading in a wide vee from her groin and, below, her pussy was like a pool of quicksand, with her stiff cunt standing out like a pink post. Dan tossed his pants down and moved over to the bed, curling up beside her. "Were you trying to escape without performing your marital duties?" she giggled. "It's awful early, honey. I thought…" "The early bird gets the worm," she chirped, and she folded her fist lovingly around his cock. It was semi-hard and rubbery, but as she gently squeezed and kneaded and stroked, it began to stuff her fist full, stiffening and swelling to massive proportions. She slid her hand down to the base and cupped his balls, finding them solid and swollen. As she played with his prick, Dan bent down and began to lick her fat tits, running his tongue all over the mounds and up through the deep cleavage. Then he sucked her big nipples into his lips, nursing on each rosy peak in turn. Usually their Saturday morning routine was a leisurely affair, with plenty of foreplay and sucking before they began to fuck, but they didn't have the whole morning now and couldn't take the time. She drew his cock toward her, holding the shaft and rubbing the big cock-knob around on her belly and into the curls of her cunt mound. His head shifted up from her tits and he kissed her on the mouth, lips locking and grinding, tongues sliding back and forth. She had given him a blowjob the night before. The residue still flavored her lapper. Sometimes Dan could taste that familiar hint of oral sex when she hadn't been blowing him, as well. It made him a little suspicious. But he had never mentioned it, and, anyhow, he hadn't noticed that phenomenon for almost a year now. They French-kissed with passion, swapping tongues and saliva, panting and drooling into each other's mouth. Her blonde head turned on the pillow and her tits loomed up as she breathed with rising desire. Then she arched her slim back deeply, parting her thighs and raising her knees. "Fuck me, darling!" she purred. With his mouth still clamped to hers, Dan shifted his ass and hips across and mounted her. She guided the bulging head of his prick into her cunt slot. Holding his cock by the hilt, she tilted her wrist up and down, moving the knob in her pussy like some meaty paintbrush slapping on whitewash. He braced, taking his weight on his knees, muscular thighs tensing and rippling. His hands slid under the big, firm globes of her ass and he lifted her loins up higher, to the angle of coupling. He poised there, ready and waiting, as she continued to ladle her pussy with his cockhead. Cuntjuice was streaming from her slot, washing over his cock-knob and running down his prick like melted pearls. Her whole groin was lathered with that lavish flow. A glob of gooey pre-cum oozed from his open pisshole and ran into her creamy tide in a spunk filigree. Feeling that hot oil seep into her wet cunt, Diana moaned with desire, starting to undulate her hips. She cupped her belly and hooked her thighs and bridged her back, making a fucking platform of her pelvis. Her hand stroked up and down on his thick cock, then she drew it away, freeing his weapon. "Give it to me, darling – shove your big prick up me and fuck me silly!" Dan nudged his cock-knob in. Her cuntlips collared his cock, clinging and pulling and sucking, dragging him deeper. His ass jerked and he plowed in, sinking every inch of his formidable prick into her hot pussy, his balls swinging in and whacking against her ass with a dull, solid thud. "Ahhhhh!" Diana sighed. Dan held his cock buried to the root, loving the feeling of having every inch of his hard prick enveloped in her hot, clinging cunthole and giving her a moment to savor the thrill of being stuffed to the brim. His cockhead was burning like a lump of smoldering iron in the core of her cunt, and his prick was levering around like a heated crowbar up her pussy while his balls ballooned against her ass. Diana's well-used cunt was capacious – quite capable of holding two lesser pricks at the same time or of putting out in an endless gang bang. But her cunt muscles were trim and pliable, too, so that she was able to clamp her cunt sleeve tightly to the contours of his cock, making the fit snug and sweet. The inner rings fluttered, closing his prick as if she were frigging him off inside her loins. Diana began to fuck before Dan did. She pulled her pussy up and down on a couple of inches of prick, setting the motion off with sinuous grace. Dan held himself rigid for a few moments, letting her set the tempo on his immobile cock, but pulsing his prick sinew and making it throb inside her sliding cunt. Then he began to throw it to her. "Yeah! Yeah! Fuck my ass off!" she cried. And in that quiet time of pale dawn light, her cries were startlingly loud. And the sound was not wasted on two very interested teenagers in their own rooms down the hall. Contd

XIX: I located a contractor that specialized in brick and stone work. The promised to send someone around. I didn't want to open a hole in the wall from the inside myself. I was afraid of causing the wall to collapse. Of course, everyone had to go up and take a look at the stonework in the pit. Speculation ran wild about the 'new room'. The mason set up bright work lights and examined the wall in minute detail. He was able to trace out an old arched opening that had been sealed off with stones. Once it was pointed out I could see the tiny variations in the old and newer stone. He agreed to come back remove the sealing stones and make sure the rest of the wall was sound. He strongly advised against installing the lift through the roof of the new room as well. Jennifer, Jill and Claudia cornered me and dragged me to my father's office. Claudia had been working there because there was a desk and a phone. I didn't like the room because there were many things there that reminded me of Father. They worked their way around the room. For every item that wasn't a shelved book or furniture I had to decide between 'keep' or 'store'. Items to be stored went into cardboard cartons. In a surprisingly short time the room was stripped of all painful reminders. Claudia suggested that updating the furniture would complete the conversion to my office. There were a couple of inside rooms that were used for storage. I grabbed a carton and led the way. Seized by an idea, we went to Mother's work room. It had been intended as a counterpart to Father's office, but had gone from that to sewing room to a cluttered place to put things out of sight. The sewing machine when folded into it's cabinet made a passable desk. I told them to clear it out and it could become Claudia's office. They happily went to work while I moved boxes of my papers and plans into my office. They caught me there and dragged me to the master bedroom. All personal items including all the clothes were packed away there as well. They stripped my room and moved me in. All in all they spent most of the day making this my house rather than Mother and Father's house. “In a year or so,” said Claudia, “you can go through all that stuff and decide what to keep and what to discard.” I kept back one picture of Mother, Father, and myself as a baby in my mother's arms. I placed in a niche in the living room. The feel of the entire house was changed. I gathered the girls in a group hug, thanking them. “Now, come with me.” Claudia said, grabbing my hand and leading me to the master bedroom. She pushed me back onto the bed and climbed up to sit on my chest. “I'm going to thank you for my office.” she said, “Are you going to take it like a man or do I need to yell for help?” “You say that like I have a choice.” I said and threw her to the bed and straddled her, pinning her arms to her side with my knees. I edged her shirt up to expose her breasts. I massaged them and playfully tweaked her nipples as she struggled to free herself. “You bastard!” she said, “just wait till I get loose.” laughing, I rolled off of her, pulling her up to kiss. While she returned the kiss I pushed her shorts and panties down and fingered her hairless slit. She broke the kiss long enough to remove her shirt. Then while trying to suck my tongue out of my head started working on my shirt buttons. I grabbed her ass cheeks, just over a handful each and pulled her up until I could run my tongue through her slit. She moaned softly as I licked and nibbled at her slit and clit. She let herself fall sideways then scrambled around to straddle my face while she worked art my belt and zipper. I wrapped my arms around her narrow hips and gave her the tongue lashing she deserved. She pulled my cock free and began to suck me. I rolled us over and continued driving my tongue into her pussy while making short strokes into her mouth. She worked my pants down to my knees. I worked my arms from under her and got rid of my shirt. She started raising her head to take my cock deeper into mouth and throat. I put two fingers into her pussy, finger fucking her while I nibbled her clit. At the same time I drove my cock into her throat then pulled back to let her take a couple of breaths She was writhing under me moaning and groaning as I fingered her an deliberately drove my cock into her throat over and over. She bucked under me trying to scream around my cock. I bit gently at her clit and she bucked again. I felt my balls tighten and drove my cock down her throat as far as it would reach, holding it there for about thirty seconds as I unloaded into her throat before pulling back. She gasped convulsively and set to work making sure she got every drop of my cum. I rolled off of her and bodily picked her up, turned her, and laid her on my chest. Our eyes met and she smiled. “That was pretty good.” she said, “but now it's my turn. She scrambled down my body and sucked me hard again the climbed back up and impaled herself on my cock. She set a rapid pace, not the frantic pace she wanted to use our first time but still fairly fast. She would lift herself almost off me and slam back down. I seized her nipples between thumbs and forefingers, gently twisting. She was riding me like a horse at the downs cackling like a maniac. I was glad she didn't have a riding crop. She froze for a moment screaming her orgasm with me deep inside her and then was off again, pounding for all she was worth. On her third orgasm I filled her with cum. She lay on my chest, panting. “Had enough?” she asked, as she struggled to lift herself. “I give, I give!” I cried, laughing. She chuckled and rolled off me, still panting. We lay there together for a while. “Damn,” she said softly, “I forgot my riding crop.” That set me off laughing again, remembering my thought as she rode me. I laughed and laughed and I couldn't stop! Claudia looked at me in alarm. She jumped off the bed and ran out shouting for Jennifer and Jill. They hadn't been far and all three were back in seconds. I laughed and gasped for breath and laughed more. They took turns kissing me, blocking my mouth. I suddenly burst into tears sobbing and crying, holding them tightly. I cried for my Mother and Father. I cried for my loss. I don't know how long it was before I was cried out and stopped. I must have fallen asleep. When I woke, Jennifer was sleeping beside me. I hugged her tightly, waking her. Her eyes searched mine for a moment then she relaxed. “Better now?” she asked softly. I nodded, “I don't know what hit me.” “Grief.” answered Jennifer just as softly. I relaxed my arms a little but still held her. From the light through the window it must have been early evening. I could feel the tension run out of my body. “Take a shower and come down.” she said, “The others were worried and are waiting to see you.” I showered and pulled on a track suit. I didn't feel up to buttons. Jennifer zipped the jumper and went ahead, down the stairs. Everyone was in the living room with cups of coffee or tea. “Sorry guys.” I said, “I don't know what came over me.” “It's a fairly common grief reaction,” said Cory, “Fortunately you weren't alone when it hit you.” “Cory!” I cried, “When did you get here?” “About half an hour ago.” he said rising and approaching. He looked at my eyes and took my pulse. “You'll be okay now.” he said, “The girls did the right thing.” “But why are you here?” I asked, “I thought you had classes.” “Your fault.” he said with a grin, “I tested out of all my classes, got a provisional diploma, and here I am.” “Well, welcome home.” I said but don't you have some super exam to pass.” “I was working at the hospital while I finished some specialty classes,” he said, “technically I can call myself a doctor now.” “Well, welcome aboard, Doc.” I said. Also, technically, I'm a 'research consultant',” he went on, “doing independent study.” “Does that mean we can keep you?” asked Claudia. “I suppose it does.” said Cory “Good!” she said, “starting tomorrow, I'm going to cure you of your silly phobia.” “Phobia?” he asked “Your unreasoned fear of tiny tits and narrow arses.” she cackled. He threw up his hands in surrender as she plopped into his lap. Jennifer handed me a cup of coffee and a sandwich. The conversation degenerated into a happy babble as they all tried to catch Cory up on the latest developments. I found myself yawning. “Cory.” I said, “One last point before Jennifer drags me off, your salary.” “Yes?” he said. “Bread and water and all the sex you can handle.” I said. “I accept!” he said. The room dissolved in laughter. Jennifer led me upstairs and put me to bed. My last conscious memory was Jennifer crawling in beside me. After breakfast I took a cup of coffee into the office intending to revise and edit my notes on the various facets of the project. I left the door open so people could walk in. My first visitor was Cory. “I understand we're on hold for some new electronics.” He said, “I have a couple of ideas to fill my time till then.” “As long as you don't take her away from her work, it's fine by me.” I said “Huh? What? I didn't mean . . .” he stammered “I'm joking.” I said, “What do you have in mind?” “I was thinking that this band of maniacs needs some medical over site.” “Go on.” “I think you and Jennifer are the only ones with a local doctor.” “That's right, everyone else came up from Swansea.” “I'm not talking about anything invasive, but I think occasional checkups would not be too much.” “We're all young and pretty healthy.” I said “I know that Claudia's condition usually requires at least one of a short list of drugs” “I didn't know that.” “And the girls should all be on some form of birth control.” “I think they are.” “Your breakdown yesterday could have been averted with a very mild tranquilizer.” “I get it, I get it.” I said, “Pick out an appropriate sized room on the first floor and set up your clinic. Let me know what you need and your best guess at costs. You can write pre***********ions?” “In order,” he said, “I will, I'll write you a list, and yes.” I had to mentally replay the conversation to make sense of his answer. I nodded and he went of to find a room. I scratched down a note to tell everybody. Claudia was the next one in. “We need more phones.” she said without preamble. “We have a phone in almost every room.” “I mean more lines.” she explained, “right now we have to take turns. But lets say you're talking to some contractor, and I'm making sales calls, Jennifer is talking to suppliers and Jill needs to order paperclips or something.” “So, one of those business systems?” I asked. “Yes, with at least four lines in.” “Find out what it will cost and when they can install it and let me know.” She bounced out. I scratched another note and Lisa wandered in. Her work was on hold pending the new servers. “James, we need . . .” I held up a hand. “Work stations, plotters, printers, graphics tablets, etch-a-sketch . . .” I said “Well yes, except the last.” she said. “Sorry, but everybody sees something we need.” I said. “With the new servers in mind, see what can be used or re-purpose. Map it out and we'll discuss it.” “On it.” she said, Tomorrow?” “Fine.” I said as she left. Another note in the growing list. Conner and Robert came in together. “Let me guess.” I said, “you want to know when we can get the touchy-feely game going.” “Uh, yeah.” said Conner. “Sorry, I've been getting hammered this morning.” I said, “Like most of our work, were waiting on the new hardware.” “So, soon?” he asked. “I just don't know right now.” I said, “How is the ***********ing going?” “We have a good start on that.” said Robert. “That means you're not ready for software yet.” I said, “Oh, crap! I sound like some fucking executive! They chuckled. Look, and jump in any time to tell me I'm wrong.” I said, “As fun and games department, you guys have a few things to do. Provide ready for market games to Claudia, Integrate the touchy feely stuff into a game, and Write something new and mind blowing. With me so far?” They nodded. “I do not want to be some asshole hard assed bastard of a boss.” I said, For now, work on the old style games for Claudia, the computers we have should do for that. When you need a break, work on ***********ing for the new game, that should be mostly pencil and paper. I'd like to see something with about an eight hour play through if your character doesn't die. Finally think about triggers for the touchy feely stuff and how the games works without it for kids who don't have the hardware.” “Gotcha, boss,” said Conner. “I am not the boss!” I yelled, “I'm your friend and the poor schmuck who started this avalanche. Oh, one more thing, give your girls a good shagging. They're going nuts too.” They left grinning. More notes and my coffee was cold. Jennifer walked in. “Oh, for the love of god, what now?” I wailed. “Uh, just wondering if you need anything.” she said quietly. “Sorry sweetheart, ”I said, “this morning has been one damned thing after another.” “It's been a while since you called me that.” she said “Huh? What?” I asked “Sweetheart.” she said. “Again, I'm sorry.” I said, “Do you think we could put a coffee service in here?” “Why?” she asked. I handed her my cold cup. She took it, nodded, and walked out. When she came back and set the cup on the edge of the desk, I grabbed her wrist and held on to her while I took a sip. I set the cup down and pulled her into my lap as I spun the chair half around. I kissed her as gently as I knew how. She returned it. “I thought secretaries got a running start before being chased around the office.”she said, grinning. “Too much work.” I said, “How about a slave girl outfit and I chain you to the desk?” “All that clanking and chaffing?” she said, “No, thank you.” We both laughed I held her on my lap while I sipped my coffee. Jill came in and pulled a chair to a side table where she spread out some paper and made notes on a pad. “Everyone else has been in,” I said, “what can I do for you, Jill?” “I just need a place to work.” she said. “Finally, a request I can grant.” I said. “Rough morning?” she asked. I gave her a rough rundown on my morning so far. “Sounds like you handled it okay.” she said “Maybe, but it's so damned frustrating.” “It's not easy, waving the baton.” she said and turned back to what she was doing. Jennifer kissed me and left. When I finished my coffee I went downstairs. A man was carefully removing stones from the wall, checking the older stones as he went. I went up the stairs to the garden shed and out to find workers extending the hole to the side away from the new room. The forman came over with drawings pointing out where the lift would go and explaining that they would work with the masons to put header in the wall over the door and all the old stonework would be bonded to the concrete for strength and safety. Electricians were cutting a trench and lying cable for the power upgrade. I walked around the house and in through the front door. I got another cup of coffee and was able to get my notes in order by lunchtime.

Part Four: Sucks and Fucked "I declare this Witness open to receive more real truths about the sins of the flesh!" Dave doesn't hesitates as he volts over the back of the couch, landing in front of it, then drops his pants, his erect penis standing rigid as he mounts the crying Dawn. Once again she feels a hard cock penetrate her sex, to herself, 'I'll be shunned by everyone including my parents , where will I go and who would want me now!" Mike moves down to her breasts kneading them while sucking her nipples into his mouth. Thomas takes the position at her head "Now Dawn I want you to lean yourself off my cock!" He rubs the tip over her lips "And don't even complain about not being allowed to perform oral sex after sucking Mike's cock!" She closes her eyes and opens her mouth, gently sobbing as Thomas slide his cock in. With Dave thrusting into Dawn she was forced to take Thomas deeper than Mike achieved. "Oh yeah Dawn deep throat me!" between moans of pleasure "So Dave how's her pussy?" "Even after you opening her up she's still tight enough that I have to power into her!" Under him Dawn barely moves "To bad she a bit of a dead fuck though!" "That's the sign of inexperience! before we let her go she'll be fucking back and begging to serve us!" Dawn cringes inside as she builds to another orgasm. "Dawn use more of your tongue, make it more pleasurable for me!" She wants to rebel, but fears being hurt by Thomas so she moves her tongue more and within a few licks he's saying "That's it Dawn, just like your pussy, your mouth just loves to suck cock. Once again she cringes at his attempt to compliment her. Down below, Dave feels like he's died and gone to heaven. Dawn's pussy was gripping him so tight that he found himself thinking of way to hold off his orgasm longer. To speed hers up though Dave licks two fingers and started rubbing my clit while pulling back, stopping when he thrust forward and ground her clit against the base of his cock. Soon he finds a difference in Dawn. "Guys she squirming under me, lifting her hips to meet my thrusts!" Then to her disgust "You’re getting into being fucked aren't you Dawn? And very deep inside she admits to herself that it was starting to feel good to her. Then with no warning Thomas floods her mouth with his cum,. This time not expecting it she starts to choke before swallowing some and letting the rest drip out of her mouth. Pulling his cock out 'Oh sorry about that Dawn, by the way I'm Cumming!' Laughing as he walk away from her. "Guys when your finish with her mouth and pussy let her rest before round two begin!" Dave nods his head as his face screws up, the sign that he was about to give her inside a fresh coat of cum. Sure enough he thrust in and hold himself deep in her and releases his load. "Fuck she a fantastic fuck Mike!" "Well pull out and let me have my turn Dave!" Mike was a bit put off only playing with Dawn's tits. A few seconds later Dave does pull out and a big blob of cum follows. Mike seeing it grabs an arm cover off the couch and wipes Dawn's pussy before taking his position. With no hesitation at all Mike powers himself into Dawn completely as Dave moves to her head, turning it to face him on the side and shoves his cock into her open mouth. Once again she knows that she being fucked and the longer it happening the more she starts to respond in pleasure. Around Dave's cock she starts to purr, vibrating Dave's cock as her tongue moves under it. "Christ Guys she's loving sucking my cock, she's actually vibrating it!" Dave cries out. The biggest surprise comes from Mike "Guys she just wrapped her legs around me!" He fucks into her faster and is rewarded then she cums for him. For ten minutes more both of them fuck the now willing Jehovah Witness, her moans of pleasure barely coming out as Dave's cock blocks them. Looking a little smug Dave pulls out of her mouth and begins to jack off his cock. Dave doesn't last long and blast her tits with his hot cum! Followed by Mike erupting into her well used pussy. "What a fine fuck, Can't wait for round two!" He pulls out of Dawn, looking down at the now sweat glisten skin and the dazed look on her face. "I Don't think we need to tie her down Thomas, she to sweaty to go anywhere!" "I trust your judgement Mike!" Then "You guys should come over and see the footage we just got" Then to Dawn "Man the camera really loves your body Dawn!, Can't wait to see the footage we get when we sodomize you!" Even after hearing what awaits her, she knew she didn't have the strength to try to run! The three of us let Dawn recover from her initial debasement before moving onto the serious indiscretion of anal. Looking over to the couch, seeing most of the second cushion cum stained, the stench of sex in the air. Dawn laying on her side, face towards the back curled into a fetal position muttering "Why me?" over and over. The sight of her ass making us harden in no time. "What say we finish off her introductions to the church's idea of indiscretions. Dave and Mike just smile and join me walking over to Dawn. To Be Continued

A Day in the Life of a Banker – Office Duties. The Career Appraisal Mr. Plunketting had been running a tight ship for close on 30 years. A successful medium size investment bank and had latterly capitalized on the new fad for hedge fund management, making yet another packet of cash. A traditional boss, of the old style, he took an active interest in his staff, and rewarded them well. This year had been a very good one despite the global crisis. As he sat at his large mahogany desk, he contemplated a bonus pool of over 57 million dollars, that was at his disposal to grant to his handpicked employees, both new and of long service to his firm. His office was of course on the corner of the 50th floor, the top, overlooking the city. His desk was embossed with a faded dark green leather top, slightly worn and faded from several years use, and some of the other accoutrements of the more traditional business leader looked out to a view that he often contemplated when having to come to the weighty decisions that were his responsibilities at the bank. He took his responsibilities seriously and particularly relished the time of the year. The annual staff career appraisal and the allocation of what could, for some, amount to very large cash bonuses. He buzzed his secretary, Mildred McHew, a veteran of nearly 20 years at Plunketting's. 'Ms. McHew', send in our first candidate in 5 minutes please, I am just reviewing her file'. And buzzed off promptly. 'Human Resource Memo File - Mrs. Hackenpecker', he read. At 23, one of the youngest hedge fund managers on the firm, newly married, a graduate of Harvard Business School, Rhodes Scholar to Oxford, interests including basketball where she had competed at national level, extreme sports, and as a footnote, the women's right's movement, a dissertation on which had won her scholarship to Oxford; anti abortionist and anti-contraception. Quite a key player in the markets already, with serious, although highly geared bets paying off and the generation of particularly pleasing profits for his firm. Real potential here, he thought, and an opportunity for her to receive her first real lift into the world of the bank's high earning bonus players. 'Send her in, Ms. McHew', he buzzed through. Ms. Hackenpecker was dressed as usual in a trim, businesslike skirt suit, black, the skirt just to the knee, sheer black stockings, and while conservative very feminine high heeled shoes, highly polished, her dark hair drawn back in a severe bun. She strode purposely to the large leather executive chair opposite Mr. Plunketting and held his eye as she sat facing him across his sumptuous desk. 'Mrs. Hackenpecker, welcome', started Mr. Plunketting, 'a good year! You will share one would hope my pleasure in being able to tell you that we have a very significant bonus pool this year, and that your part of that is potentially very interesting', 'you will of course be wondering about that, potential?'. Indeed Mrs. Hackenpecker had been thinking about her bonus. She felt that she deserved a lion's share of the pool. Apart from the fact that she was a top 5 salesperson, she was convinced that she would have to fight for her fair share, like all her fellow women in the corporate world and being the feminist that she most certainly was, would fight for it. 'I understood Mr. Plunketting that the pool this year ran to something like 50 million US. As an upper flight producer naturally I am clearly interested in hearing what my share is, and when it is payable'. 'And you thought right, Mrs. Hackenpecker. Dependent upon this appraisal, your share within the tier platform is anything from zero percent, as you know this is entirely discretionary, to a maximum of 15%, that is to say from nothing up to about 8.5 million dollars, yes. There is of course also your contract renewal to think about, you are now contractually how shall we say 'disposable', and part of today's discussion will decide whether you make junior partner'. 'Shall we start, then. Good, pop off your panties please, place them up here on the desk and up you get too, raise the skirt when you are settled'. Mrs. Hackenpecker thought that she had misheard. 'I beg your pardon?', she said, her face reddening, her carefully painted lips tightening. 'Clearly you are new to our appraisal system here at Plunketting's. If you could just remove your panties please, place them here, jump up on the desk raise your skirt and lie back - it’s really quite a comfortable desk you know'. 'I cannot believe that I am hearing this! This is, this is illegal! What the hell do you think you are up to! I could sue your ass off for this and believe you me I am going to sue your perverted ass off!' 'Mrs. Hackenpecker, I must insist. I take a very personal interest in all potential partners of the firm, and the bonus potentially on offer is in the face of it, a lot of money, but reward well paid, you are interested I take it?' Carlotta Hackenpecker's mind was a whirl. She was at once hypnotized by the thought of taking a 8 million US bonus home to her ex-Lehman Brothers and now unemployed husband. On the other hand her strict feminist outlook and belief that women had to fight to break the glass ceiling was outraged - she should just walk on out now, she thought, and sue the fucking corporation for sexual harassment. Then again, how was she to prove it? Her contract, as it was, was watertight with confidentiality clauses, and more obviously, it would be her word against the respected Mr. Plunketting and his venerable bank. Of course, thinking of the money, there would also not be any witnesses should she comply with Mr. Plunketting's request. Reluctantly, she lifted her skirt, hitched her panties down over her knees and her shiny shoes, and placed them on the table, within an arm’s length of Mr. Plunketting. 'Marvelous, Mrs. Hackenpecker, now up on the table, that's good, and as I said just lie back, hitch up the skirt. I think that you will find it most comfortable'. With Mrs. Hackenpecker in place, Mr. Plunketting's chubby hand reached over for her discarded panties and he turned a benevolent eye upon them for his preliminary inspection. He noted with pleasure that they were made of the finest black silk, still warm to the touch. Turning them over he inspected the gusset, saying, 'marvelous, not a stain this year', before bringing the panties to his nose and inhaling deeply. 'Heady, Mrs. Hackenpecker, heady', murmured the connoisseur, 'sharp and tangy, with earthy hints and an upper lemony tone, a strong vintage year this really is'. He inhaled once more and felt a slight stirring in his trousers as he breathed in the smell of Mrs. Hackenpecker's pussy. Carlotta Hackenpecker didn't know what to think. Certainly, the money, and certainly how to get this madness in front of the women's sexual harassment board. 'Now, just bend your knees and widen your legs somewhat and you can lift the skirt a little higher, and shift forward please, yes, that's right', stated Mr. Plunketting. Carlotta did as requested, her blood boiling with indignation, but her business like mind focused on the money, the transaction, the 8 million pay dirt. Mr. Plunketting placed the panties to one side, after a final appreciative sniff and turned instead to inspect Mrs. Hackenpecker's exposed pussy, now fully visible and framed nicely by the tops of her stockings. It was an arresting sight and Mr. Plunketting eyed it with keen interest. 'I do notice that you like to keep things trim, Mrs. Hackenpecker', as he observed her neatly shaped pubic bush, thick and lushly hairy above, but shorn smooth and hairless to either side, and ran his fingers through her lush wiry pubes. Placing a thumb either side of her pussy Mr. Plunketting parted the lips, exposing Mrs. Hackenpecker's delicate pink slit, naturally slightly moistened along with her well-developed clitoris. 'Now the nub of the matter is before us. You will shortly receive notice of your share of the pie, Mrs. Hackenpecker', he said as he lowered his face to within a centimeter of her exposed, pouting pussy, and breathed in her musky smell. He felt a stirring in his well pressed trousers, as Mrs. Hackenpecker's pussy flavors filled his appreciative nose. 'Now, just jump down here please, bend over the table, that's good'. Mrs. Hackenpecker's blood boiled with indignation as she bent forward, exposing her shapely bottom to Mr. Plunketting's gaze. As they taught her in business school though, she was determined to remain focused. Just focused on the money, trying to put the thoughts of her husband out of her mind, a husband to whom she had always been faithful since ever he had taken her virginity on their wedding night. She also determined to somehow find a way to sue for sexual harassment. She was sure that her sisters at the feminist support group would help her find a way. Mr. Plunketting had the perfect view of Mrs. Hackenpecker's perfect bottom, he parted her buttocks and riveted his attention upon her pink, slightly puckered anus, and bent forward to savor its faintly sweaty bouquet. As the heavenly smell reached Mr. Plunketting's nostrils, he reached down and unzipped his pinstriped trousers, unbuttoned his belt and unleashed his now fully erect cock. Before returning his attention to Mrs. Hackenpecker's exposed pussy and ass, he also opened his desk drawer, and took out a Plunketting's branded envelope, and standing handed it up to Mrs. Hackenpecker. The act of standing and passing up the envelope caused Mr. Plunketting's now fully turgid cock to touch Mrs. Hackenpecker's pussy for the first time. 'Just what the hell is going on here', raced through Carlotta Hackenpecker's mind, as she received the envelope and cringed with horror as she felt what was clearly Mr. Plunketting's cock brush against her pussy, 'deal focus, deal focus, stay on message, stay on message', she repeated to herself. As Mrs. Hackenpecker started opening the richly embossed envelope, Mr. Plunketting's gaze returned to the pink ring and soft furze of his employee's ass and pussy. His cock was now throbbing, and while he was aware that at just three inches it was quite small, he had always felt that this was more than compensated for by his outsized balls, which swung between his legs like a pair of ripe grapefruits. He parted Mrs. Hackenpecker's buttocks, again savoring the sight of her little pink ass hole. Staying focused and on message, Carlotta Hackenpecker concentrated on opening the envelope, despite being aware that Mr. Hackenpecker stood behind her, and as she now knew with his cock primed, inches from her exposed pussy and ass. She got the envelope open and quickly removing the letter, unfolded it and scanned down the page. She gasped aloud as her eyes focused the sum mid-way down the page, 'Eight Million Dollars, payable...', and she gasped again as she felt Mr. Hackenpecker's cock glide slowly into her pussy. 'The bastard's raping me', she thought, as she felt Mr. Plunketting's cock slide in and out of her well-groomed pussy, 'the bastard's fucking raping me, but I can hardly feel the fucker's dick it’s so tiny', she thought, as the details of the bonus letter swam before her eyes. She again determined to find a way to get her fellow sisters to support her in pressing charges and getting justice for her and all the exploited women in the workplace. Carlota Hackenpecker tried to remain focused as Mr. Plunketting's penetrated her with measured, businesslike strokes. She tried to focus on the terms of the contract as horrified, she felt Mr. Plunketting's huge balls knock into her thighs on each stroke in and out of her pussy, which despite her feminist resolve had responded and was now wet and slick and accommodating. She gritted her teeth, trying to stay on message, to push the envelope in management terms, even as a strong sensation throbbed through her swollen clitoris. Mr. Plunketting prided himself on his stamina, despite the diminutive size of his cock, and it was a full twenty minutes of measured thrusting in and out of Mrs. Hackenpecker's now slopping wet pussy, before he started to feel the pressure in his balls rise. He was particularly happy with the outcome of this appraisal. Mrs. Hackenpecker had passed with flying colors and with a final glance down at her puckered anus, he said, 'most satisfactory, Mrs. Hackenpecker, most satisfactory indeed', and with that his impressive balls shuddered and his little cock plunged to its depth into Carlota Hackenpecker, and he began to blow his fertile load on both barrels, deep into her pussy. Mr. Plunketting held himself in place, still admiring Mrs. Hackenpecker's puckered pink hole, as his balls pumped and pumped his thick, rich brew into her. He had had a full load on board and Mrs. Hackenpecker's pussy was soon overflowing with sticky hot sperm as both of his oversized plums emptied into her. Eventually Mr. Plunketting was satisfied that his balls had emptied, and he neatly retrieved his shriveling pecker and set his trousers straight. 'As I was saying Mrs. Hackenpecker, a most satisfactory year and an admirable appraisal. You can pop your panties back on please, and lets sign the paperwork!', he said, smiling with sated satisfaction at a job well done. Struggling with humiliation and anger, Carlota Hackenpecker retrieved her discarded panties from the expanse of Mr. Plunketting's wide desk and struggled back into them. Sitting again across from Mr. Plunketting, the paperwork before her, her fair share of the profit, well earned, her pussy had never felt so full. Her panties were soaked as reams of thick, still warm sperm dribbled into them. It felt as if someone had cracked a dozen eggs inside her pussy, and she could already feel the rich goo overflow her panty line and dribble down her legs. She would have to get straight to the female executive rest room and clean up as soon as she had signed herself over the eight million buck bonus she so rightly felt that she deserved. She would work out later how she would sue the corporation for this outrageous sexual harassment and rape. She hoped that her much loved husband, waiting unemployed at home, would not want to give her oral pleasure this evening, at least before she had had the chance to cleanse her pussy of what felt like at least a pint of semen, and she worried about her unprotected womb, which she felt must also be brimming with thick, lively sperm. 'Now Mrs. Hackenpecker, as you will be well aware the bonus money will be held in escrow for 120 days as per your contract with Plunketting's Bank, and of course subject to the contract, which no doubt you will have read', and with that he reached for his limited edition gold embossed 'Fat Boy Meisterstuck' pen and with a flourish signed the contract. Mrs. Hackenpecker, whose panties were now sopping wet with sticky sperm, for her part countersigned, holding Mr. Plunketting's eye as she did so, and inwardly resolving to go directly to the female executive rest room to try to scoop as much of the thick sperm as possible from her full to the brim pussy. She didn't think that it would be possible to salvage her sopping wet panties and would have to trade through the afternoon 'commando’ and hope her hubby wasn't feeling too amorous when she arrived home. She struggled to think how she would clean such copious amounts of sperm from her pussy without generous douching and a long bath. 'Well done, Mrs. Hackenpecker, one hopes that you share my happiness at your well-earned reward and that after the hold off period that I can welcome you as the latest partner to the firm. I look forward to the final completion of this transaction in 3 months’ time, good day!' Taking Mr. Plunketting's last comment as the end to her appraisal, Mrs. Hackenpecker rose to leave, and as she did so felt yet more sperm eject from her slick pussy and dribble slowly down her thighs. Focused on the message, and stretching her personal envelope to the limit, she squelched from the room. Mr. Plunketting reached for his humidor and extracted a Ghurkha's 'His Majesty' cigar, lit it gently in the knowledge that he had done his level best by his bank and his employees. Hitting the intercom, he murmured, 'Ms. McHew, next up is I believe our six former trainee - just give me twenty minutes please and send her in'. MR PLUNKETTING, PROPRIETOR, SETS THE TONE OF THE CAREER PLAN OF CLARISSA PERKINGSLITE, AGE 17. Mr. Plunketting finished his smooth cigar and contemplated the next set of interviews and appraisals in his busy schedule. He noted that next up was 'Early Vocational Career Ops'. Start them young, none of that Harvard Business School nonsense, and get the trading in their blood early. 'Send in Miss Perkingslite, Ms. McHew', he stated on the intercom. Clarissa Perkingslite, aged just 17, had been sitting pretending to read 'Banker's Monthly' during the 20 minute wait since Mrs. Hackenpecker had left old man Plunketting's office. In fact Clarissa had concealed a copy of 'Cosmopolitan' inside the staid banking magazine, to fool the dried up old bitch of a PA that guarded Plunketting's office. She had been concentrating on an article on career building, and some of the more unorthodox methods that certain female Hollywood stars were rumored to have used in their climb to the top, on the so-called 'casting couch'. Some top names were mentioned, all heroines to the impressible Clarissa. She had seen her boss the totally uptight Mrs. Hackenpecker leave Plunketting's office. She seemed to Clarissa to be as stuck up as ever, though flushed in the face and walking strangely, as if she'd pee'd her panties or something. Well, fuck her, I hope that she has pissed her prissy panties, thought Clarissa as she rose to enter the old boy's office. 'Ms. Perkingslite, do come in and sit yourself down' started Mr. Plunketting, before launching into a review of her so far short career at the firm and how he had high expectations of all his youngest employees. He emphasized to Clarissa that he took a personal and very detailed interest in all his staff, not least though those on his, 'accelerated career program' that he was very keen on having her start on immediately, should today's appraisal be successful. 'Ms. Perkingslite, I take it that you are as keen as me to start on the program. It will of course mean an immediate rise for you, and you will of course have more contract with me in person'. Clarissa knew what was expected right away, 'Oh, I get it, you want me to blow you? OK, no problem Mr. Plunketting, I really want this appraisal to work out for me'. My goodness, these youngsters are very forward, though Mr. Plunketting and really eager to get on fast. 'Clearly you are new to Plunketting's, Miss Perkingslite' he said benignly, 'just pop your panties down and place them here on the table, and then of you would be so kind enough to lie back on the table and raise the skirt, the table I think you will find is most comfortable'. Whoa! Weirdo! thought Clarissa, but replied, 'Okey-dokey, Mr. Plunketting', and in a swift movement whipped her panties over her knees and her black shiny boots and hopped up on the table, spreading her long legs wide and lifting her skirt. Mr. Plunketting retrieved the discarded still-warm panties and turned them over in his pudgy hand for an initial inspection. He noted with an understanding of youth's ways that the panties were simple white cotton, with a design that read 'Hello Kitty' on the frontispiece. He turned over the panties in his hand and inspected the inside of the gusset and noted a thin creamy white stain in the center. 'Now Miss Perkingslite, I can see that we are going to have to be rigorous in training you, if you are to succeed on our program', before lifting the panty gusset to his practiced nose and inhaling Clarissa's pussy aroma from the slightly damp cotton. 'Although you have a most strong natural potential', he continued as he inhaled the rich fumes of Miss Perkingslite's youthful juices, 'vigorous, racy, and lingering, Miss Perkingslite, a most satisfying potential', stated the connoisseur of years of rigorous career planning. Casting the panties to one side, Mr. Plunketting turned his eye to Miss Perkingslite's exposed pussy. Clarissa lay back on his wide desk with her legs spread as wide as she could spread them, lifting her buttocks slightly, offering a clear view of her apprentice credentials. Mr. Plunketting noted, again with his innate understanding of the youth of today, that she had let her pussy hair run wild and natural, a thick blond bush of pubes in a prominent 'v' shape above her pouting, moist labia. 'Clearly there is a very full future ahead of you at Plunketting's, Miss Perkingslite', stated Mr. Plunketting, as he surveyed Clarissa's wild young bush, and gently parted her pussy lips to inspect her moist, pink interior, bending slightly to catch a whiff of her fresh scent. 'Oh, good, Mr. Plunketting, I am pleased', retorted Clarissa Perkingslite, 'I am very happy that you can see my inner potential', she said, shifting her weight so that Mr. Plunketting had an even clearer view of her exposed pussy. 'Can you let me have a taste of what that future may be, Mr. Plunketting?', asked Clarissa, deftly moving her glistening pussy directly toward Mr. Plunketting's mouth. 'Why, certainly I can try outline that for you Miss Perkingslite', and still holding his apprentice's pussy open slurped his tongue from just above her puckered anus, along her gaping slit, where his tongue dipped into Clarissa's young, wet and slippery hole, before running up and over her now erect little clitoris. As the full heady flavors of Miss Perkingslite's pussy melted over Mr. Plunketting's tongue, he felt a familiar stirring in his finely pressed, tailored Brioni pin-stripe trousers, as his little cock stirred to life, and his formidable balls twitched in readiness. Clarissa had no objection to having Mr. Plunketting lick her little pussy. She was a fully modern and realistic girl and knew what she had to do to get on in the boring world of investment banking. She was sure that she would be knock out, and soon be earning more than her stuck up, uptight bitch of a boss, Carlotta-fucking-Hackenpecker. Then she would get her own back on that dried up feminist witch. 'Clearly we will have to get you signed straight onto the program, Miss Perkingslite, I am convinced you have the taste for every success', said Mr. Plunketting taking another long slurp of Clarissa's pussy, 'step down this side, please and bend over, so that you can review the documentation properly'. 'Okey-dokey! Mr. Plunketting' answered young Clarissa, and accepting a finely embossed Plunketting's envelope, obediently bent over in front of Mr. Plunketting, lifted her skirt and cheekily raised her buttocks to enhance Mr. Plunketting's view of her apprentice assets and as yet undeveloped talents. Mr. Plunketting held Miss Perkingslite's butt cheeks apart in order to have a closer inspection of her resources. He particularly focused on her little pink anus and noted one or two delicate wispy blond hairs surrounding it. He leaned forward and breathed in Miss Perkingslite's musky, tangy odor and his cock now at full mast, undid his belt and fly and unleashed it, also freeing his almighty balls. Clarissa Perkingslite had got the envelope open and was reading through the dull contractual papers that it had held. She wasn't really bothered by the small print and just cut to the chase, her corn blue eyes lighting up when she saw that her new salary on the 'fast track' program would be over a hundred thousand bucks a year, basic and with access to Plunketting's famous bonus pool. 'Fucking ace!' she thought, feeling Mr. Plunketting stand behind her and reach for his big gold pen. As Mr. Plunketting reached for his pen, his erect little cock brushed against Clarissa's exposed pussy and ass cheeks. 'Alrighty! Here we go', thought Clarissa, feeling Mr. Plunketting's cock slither between her butt cheeks, 'fucking hope he gets off quick, so I can sign this shit and get the fuck down to the mall to do some serious shopping'. However, unexpectedly Mr. Plunketting had sat back down, still behind Clarissa, who remained bent over before him displaying her young talents, pretending to concentrate on the papers. 'When you are absolutely certain that you have read and understood the papers, Miss Perkingslite, I look forward to putting pen to paper and getting you properly on board', he said, warming his limited edition gold embossed 'Fat Boy Meisterstuck' pen in his hand, in readiness to close out yet another satisfying contract. Wishing to seem serious, though with her mind already down at the mall, Clarissa replied, 'Just re-checking the small print, Mr. Plunketting - Mrs. Hackenpecker has taught me always to be thorough while at Plunketting's, Sir!' Clarissa's innocent long-lashed eyes widened as she felt the warm solid gold tip of Mr. Plunketting's old faithful 'fat-boy' trail between her pussy lips towards her little pink bum hole. 'Whoa! This is getting kinder weird' she thought, as old faithful 'fat boy' came to rest, its rounded end poised to plunge into her ass. 'Miss Perkingslite, as you are aware we are sticklers for tradition at Plunketting's and I always close out new arrangements with the same pen that my father and founder of the firm used', said Mr. Plunketting, and with that, Clarissa felt the 'fat boy' pop through her sphincter and into her ass. One or two of her boyfriends had tried slipping their dicks into her butt, but she had never let them. 'Fat boy' sunk about two inches into her tight little bottom, and while it felt funny, it wasn't unpleasant, and didn't hurt her. When Mr. Plunketting had inserted his veteran pen as far as it would go into Miss Perkingslite's ass, he let go and left it protruding from her bottom in readiness to complete the deal. Mr. Plunketting admired the sight of his pen in Miss Perkingslite's undeveloped asset and said, 'Provided you have understood the contract, I believe we should sign, Miss Perkingslite, are you ready?'. 'Why, yes! Mr. Plunketting, I am ready!', replied Miss Perkingslite, and with that she felt Mr. Plunketting slowly ease the ‘fat boy' from her bum and stand. 'You realize that the 'fast track' is a most unorthodox career path at Plunketting's Miss Perkingslite?', he asked and with that again Clarissa Perkingslite's eyes started wide open has she felt the tip of what was undoubtedly Mr. Plunketting's cock against the rim of her anus, 'sort of like a back entrance to the bank', finished Mr. Plunketting and with that Clarissa felt his little three inch cock penetrate her tight little bum. As Mrs. Hackenpecker had found out before her, while Mr. Plunketting was not well endowed in regards to his cock, his balls hung like two ripe grapefruits between his legs and were almost always full to the brim with his rich sticky brew. Clarissa Perkingslite could feel the huge orbs bouncing onto her pussy as Mr. Plunketting dutifully reamed his little cock in and out of her bottom. The sensation of having a cock up her bum was not unpleasant for Clarissa, in fact she decided that the next time her well-endowed latest boyfriend wanted to stick his cock up her ass she would let him. In the meantime, she could hardly feel the intrusion of Mr. Plunketting's cock in her. While she realized that she was being buggered, she didn't really give a damn, so long as she signed the contract that would give her all the freedom that she wanted down at the Mall. First up she was going to get some new shoes. 'I am ready to sign, Mr. Plunketting', she said and reached out for his trusty 'fat boy', uncapped it and flourished her signature onto the contract. 'Most satisfactory, Miss Perkingslite, most satisfactory indeed', said Mr. Plunketting and with young Clarissa's signature his great balls shuddered and he buried his little cock into his latest apprentice and began to deliver his plentiful load directly into Clarissa's virgin poop chute. Clarissa involuntarily crossed her eyes, as Mr. Plunketting's balls began to deliver their load into her bottom. She could feel his little cock shuddering as each spurt of his rich product pumped into her and wondered if the flow of Mr. Plunketting's brew would ever stop. Just as she felt that her bum would explode in an almighty fart of Mr. Plunketting's cum, she saw him reach forward, grab his 'fat boy' pen and sign next to her name on the contract. With that the gushing flow from Mr. Plunketting’s gargantuan balls ceased, his little shriveled cock plopped out of her back door, and Mr. Plunketting quickly rearranged his trousers. 'Well Miss Perkingslite, I must say that I am highly satisfied with the outcome of our meeting. When you have popped your panties back on you will no doubt be happy to inform Mrs. Hackenpecker that you will immediately start to trade under her, with close oversight from me in person' 'Thank you, Sir', replied Clarissa, although she wasn't sure that she wanted much more close oversight of her career. Her bottom, though not sore, was full to the brim with sperm and she was keen to get to the executive female suite and blow the load out. Then she intended to take off early - Mrs. Stuck Up Hackenpecker could wait, Clarissa was headed straight to the mall and couldn't wait to tell her pals that she had made it. She pulled her Hello Kitty panties over her shiny boots and up her long legs and wobbled from the room. Mr. Plunketting surveyed his desk with a warm feeling of satisfaction at another job well done. Reaching for a Ghurkha's 'His Majesty' cigar, he reviewed his diary for the rest of the day. Two more important and challenging interviews to complete thoroughly he noted, first Mrs. Latitia Lipswell, the black American head of the bank's 'Ethnic Diversity and Equal Opportunity' program, and then the head of the yen-dollar desk, Mrs. Kim Dong. It was going to be a challenging afternoon, but Mr. Plunketting knew his duty and would carry it out to the fullest of his abilities. MR PLUNKETTING, PROPRIETOR, DISCUSSES ETHNIC DIVERSITY AND EQUAL OPPORTUNITIES WITH MRS LATITIA LIPSWELL THE FORMER CIVIL RIGHTS LAWYER AND HEAD OF THE ED&EO PROGRAM AT PLUNKETTINGS. Mr. Plunketting took a satisfied puff on his Ghurkha's 'His Majesty' cigar and grasping his faithful 'fat boy' Meisterstuck gold plated pen turned a patriarchal eye to Mrs. Latitia Lipswell's file. He noted that at 25 she was in the top bracket of Plunketting's earners, married, a real regular at Plunketting's gym, and a key member of the city's black community, attorney by training and active in the many projects that set to improve the lot of that community's youth. Latitia Lipswell sat waiting in Mr. Plunketting's reception area, she had prepared in earnest for this all important meeting in which she was determined to win a considerable sum of money for the creation of a training center for some of her neighborhoods most deprived youngsters. She was dressed in a sharp, pink skirt suit, with black trim, sheer black stockings and had her favorite shiny black patent high heels on. She felt that the color of her neat little suit nicely set off her caramel skin. Her pitch black hair was tied in a neat, almost strict bun. She was keen to get on with the meeting but had been kept waiting for at least 30 minutes since that white trash little slut Clarissa Perkingslite had rushed past her, no doubt headed out early again to hang about at the mall with all the other spoiled white trash. Mr. Plunketting recalled with satisfaction his successful coaching of young Miss Perkingslite, as he ran 'fat boy', his old faithful pen under his nose, relishing the smooth gold finish. Fortified, he buzzed the intercom, 'send Mrs. Lipswell in please, Ms. McHew'. Latitia Lipswell strode purposely into Mr. Plunketting's lavishly furnished office, determined to strike a pose. She noticed several old master wall paintings, the real fire and the privileged view over the city, in her mind clearly the rewards of centuries of white exploitation. She took the lavish leather bound seat in front of Mr. Plunketting and neatly crossed her muscular legs. 'Mrs. Lipswell, how glad I am to meet you in person', said Mr. Plunketting, 'I have taken a keen interest in your career to date and in the project that you have put forward for Plunketting's sponsorship'. Latitia was going to have to play her cards right, she thought, if she was going to secure the funds from this exploitative old white boy and, suspected white-supremist capitalist blood sucker; she had after all practically guaranteed the money to the local hood reverend, and if she couldn't get Mr. Plunketting to sign, she would have to pay out of her own pocket, and the 7.5 million dollar price tag would practically eat all her hard won savings. 'Thank you, Mr. Plunketting', replied Latitia, 'the black community is counting on Plunketting's as regards this fine project you been looking at, and I am just determine to convince you to get and do the right thing by it', and with that she gave Mr. Plunketting a dazzling smile. 'Well, now Mrs. Lipswell, shall we as they say, 'get it percolating', no need in waiting, just pop your panties off, and place them here, then up on the table and we'll soon have this deal done. The bank is close to releasing the funds', beamed Mr. Plunketting, 'lift the skirt when you are settled, I am sure that you will find the table most comfortable'. Confused, Mrs. Lipswell wasn't sure she had heard correctly, 'what in the name did you say?', she burst out, a trace of her suppressed ghetto accent audible as it always was when she was flustered or getting 'dissed'. 'Come Mrs. Lipswell, put simply, just pop your panties off, hop on the table, lie back comfortably, skirt hitched up nicely! We have some work to complete before we can sign over the full funds required' 'Y'all bin dissin' me mo-fo, I ain't no nigra ho slave of you'all', Latitia practically shouted, her blood boiling with indignation and her voice now reverting fully to the language and accent that she had worked so hard at shaking off since clambering up the professional ladder and out of the ghetto of her youth. Mr. Plunketting raised a professional eyebrow at Mrs. Lipswell's outburst, but in the interest of his firm's strict adherence to its equal opportunities policy, replied stoically, 'Mrs. Lipswell, I assure you that I personally have every intention of ensuring that the funds are released on completion of today's discussion. You must however realize and accept that for the outlay of over 7 million dollars, I feel duty bound to take a personal interest in the project', with a warm smile, he continued, 'let’s get 'percolating' and get the official niceties out of the way, and the project is up and running', and 'now panties off, up here, please'. Latitia Lipswell was livid. Her bee-sting lips pouted and her eyes flashed white at the audacity of her white boss-man's suggestion. Rationally, that part of her that had escaped the ghetto felt conflicted, she could be in place to deliver over 7 million dollars of white exploitation money to her local hood, if she could get through this monstrous situation. She would be sacrificing her dignity and the sanctity of her marriage vows for the sake of the futures of over 30 deprived youths in her old hood and for her hard working reverend. Her mind conflicted, she decided that she would have to make this sacrifice, no-one need ever know, and the money could be in her hands in lick time. Reluctantly, and brimming with anger with both herself and with the system, she uncrossed her lithe muscular legs, hitched up her neat pink skirt and pulled her panties down over her knees and shiny boots and placed them on Mr. Plunketting's huge table, before getting on the table and lying back to make her sacrifice. 'Excellent, let’s begin, Mrs. Lipswell, I am certain that in no time at all our project will be underway', he said as he reached out to take Latitia's panties. He turned his eyes to Mrs. Lipswell's discarded panties and was pleased to note that they were a matching pink to Mrs. Lipswell's professional looking suit. He noted that the panties where made from fine silk, very smooth to the touch and still warm. He turned them over in his pudgy hand for a close inspection of the gusset and was surprised and encouraged to observe a pronounced stain of damp material in the center. He lifted the gusset to his connoisseur's nose and inhaled deeply. Mrs. Lipswell was both horrified and mortified at this development. She was in the middle of her cycle and ovulating, and frankly at this time of the month she always got extremely horny, and just before coming to this nightmarish meeting and after a hard work out at the gym had slipped into the executive toilets and rubbed herself off to a full orgasm. She knew that her panties were soaked with her pussy juices. In all his years of conducting business meetings with his employees, whether it be career appraisals, career coaching, or like this in regards to Plunketting's many charitable ventures, Mr. Plunketting's connoisseur's nose had never encountered anything like the tangy aroma that infused Mrs. Lipswell's panties. He took another long appreciative sniff and relished the strongly pronounced smell of fresh pussy juices combined with an underlying deeper and more subtle smell of the sweat from Mrs. Lipswell's work out. His little dick immediately stiffened to its full three inches and his enormous balls, like a pair of two large ripe grapefruits shuddered to life, once more full to the brim. It was highly irregular, but in the light of this magnificent whiff he brought the gusset to his nose for a third deep inhalation of Mrs. Lipswell's fruity product, before almost croaking, 'Mrs. Lipswell, this is one of the finest projects I have encountered in my long career', before turning his munificent gaze to Mrs. Lipswell's exposed pussy. Something had clicked off in Latitia's mind, almost as if the act of prostrating herself to Mr. Plunketting had removed all her upright dignity and transported her back to a time deeply stored in her unconscious, 'Yessum! Massa! it's a real fine project you looking at there', she managed in reply, just as she realized that Mr. Plunketting's attentions had turned to her exposed, and now, against all her rational will, extremely wet pussy. While Mr. Plunketting considered himself a man of the world and had always kept a broad minded view in regards to all of his employees, he rarely had the opportunity to work with his ethnic minority staff and relished the work ahead. Turning a benevolent eye to Mrs. Lipswell's pussy, he marveled at the rough, short, very wiry pubic bush before him as he ran his fingers through it. Then, he reached for his old faithful 'Fat Boy' gold plated Meisterstuck pen and holding it vertically took a brief measurement of Mrs. Lipswell's slit and noted that it was well in the upper percentile in length. 'I believe that this project will run for a goodly length of time, Mrs. Lipswell', he said. Mr. Plunketting returned to his task and placing a thumb either side of Mrs. Lipswell's pussy, parted it to reveal a view of her remarkably pink and very moist interior. He noted with satisfaction that Mrs. Lipswell's very dark, almost black, clitoris was fully swollen and protruding from her thick black surrounding pussy lips. He lowered his head and ran his tongue the length of Mr. Lipswell's glistening slit, from just above her tight little ass hole, along and into her pussy slit and over her swollen clitoris, reveling in the taste and smell of her ethnic juices. Latitia Lipswell shuddered inside as an involuntary spasm of pleasure shivered through her clitoris and she felt her pussy moistening even more, a trickle of pussy juice exiting her slit and dripping down and over her bum hole. 'I must say that I am proud to be actively involved with all equal opportunity projects Mrs. Lipswell', he said, adding, 'now let’s finalize the detail, pop down here and you can review the documentation, bend over the table and keep the skirt hitched up'. 'Yessum', was all that Latitia Lipswell could reply as she dismounted Mr. Plunketting's fine desk and turned to bend over the table, automatically and as if in a trance lifting her neat skirt over her hips and exposing her big black booty. Mr. Plunketting opened his finely tailored pinstriped trousers and unleashed his turgid throbbing three inch dick and his enormous balls, which hung like a pair of ripe grapefruits between his legs. Taking an embossed Plunketting's bank envelope from his desk he stood and passed it to Mrs. Lipswell. As he did so his little dick brushed against Mrs. Lipswell's wiry pubis and his massive balls quivered with anticipation. 'I think Mrs. Lipswell, that you will find the terms of our project most satisfying', he said, as he glanced down and parted her buttocks for a more detailed look at Mrs. Lipswell's assets. 'Yessum', Latitia replied. Mr. Plunketting, ever appreciative of other cultures, admired Mrs. Lipswell's well developed, muscular black buttocks. He particularly relished her tight dark ass ring and her now shining, gaping slippery pussy, ever so pink when set against the black of her buttocks. As Mrs. Lipswell opened the richly embossed Plunketting bank envelope, he lined up his little dick and prepared to plough on with the next stage of this sensitive operation. Mrs. Lipswell's eyes rolled back as she felt Mr. Plunketting's cock poised to push into her pussy. She tried to focus on the agreement before her but was faint headed, unsure how she had let herself get into a situation where she was about to go against all of her morals and allow herself to be defiled by a member of the white exploiter race. Then she saw the banker's draft, made out to her for seven million dollars before gasping as Mr. Plunketting's cock squirmed against her slopping wet pussy. Mr. Plunketting was convinced that this was one of his most triumphant projects. He had always been aware that his cock was on the small side, though rightly believed that he made up for this with the miraculous nature of his huge balls and proven staying power when at the job. What surprised him however in regards to the business at hand was that he had to push hard to enter Mrs. Lipswell's pussy, tight and muscular as it was and despite the fact that she was wet in readiness. With his usual determination to make for a job well done, he persisted, and with a final effort his little dickhead penetrated between Mrs. Lipswell's big black buttocks and into the pink warm depths of her pussy. Mrs. Lipswell could only just feel Mr. Plunketting's little dick sliding in and out of her muscular athletic pussy, but she could feel his large balls as they bounced against her thighs, each time the white exploiter thrust into her. Mr. Plunketting had never worked on a deal so satisfying. The tightness of Mrs. Lipswell's pussy was overwhelming and he marveled at the contrast of his little white cock plummeting in and out of Mrs. Lipswell's black pussy. He particularly reveled in the sight of her little winking asshole as he plummeted again and again into Mrs. Lipswell. After several minutes of businesslike thrusting in and out of Mrs. Lipswell's fantastically tight pussy, Mr. Plunketting was starting to work up a sweat. Conversely, Latitia Lipswell's mind had virtually shut down. Against all her better judgement, her big black clitoris was throbbing intensely, and juices flooded her tight pink pussy, soon in the deepest recesses of her subconscious mind she knew that she was going to come. Suddenly, just as he felt that his legs would give way, Mr. Plunketting felt Mrs. Lipswell's pussy clamp down on his little cock as Latitia's orgasm rocked through her. Her muscular pussy spasmed and spasmed on the white intruder's dick. The sensation of Mrs. Lipswell's pussy pulsating on Mr. Plunketting's little dick, combined with the sight of her dark anus and the contrast of his little white pole pounding in and out of Mrs. Lipswell's tight black pussy set Mr. Plunketting's miraculous balls trembling, and with an almighty shudder both of his massive balls began to blow their copious rich brew deep into Mrs. Lipswell's fertile black vagina. Mrs. Lipswell's eyes once more rolled back in their sockets as reams and reams of thick white fertile sperm flooded her pulsating pussy. In a trance she just about managed to reach for Mr. Plunketting's 'fat boy' Meisterstuck and sign on the dotted line. Her project was in her reach and her sacrifice justified, although she was concerned that Mr. Plunketting was still pumping his exploiter's seed deep within her. 'Mrs. Lipswell, I do believe that we have a deal', declared Mr. Plunketting as at last his almighty balls ceased spurting his thick product into Latitia's taut black pussy. He retrieved his shrunken little dick from her impressive depths and adjusting his fine pinstriped trousers announced, 'just pop your panties back on and we are done'. 'Yessum', said Mrs. Lipswell and struggled back into her neat pink panties, her mind blank. Her pussy had never in all her life felt as full of sperm, which immediately began to fill her gusset and spill down the inside of her thighs. She retrieved the banker's draft and with a brief look at Mr. Plunketting's rich office interior tottered from the room. Mr. Plunketting resolved in future to take much more of an interest in all things 'equal opportunity' within the bank. He thought that he might even have to personally interview some of Mrs. Lipswell's young wards in person. For now however, he was utterly exhausted. He reached into one of his desk's drawers and retrieving a bottle of Henri IV Dudognon Heritage cognac and poured himself a large, restorative measure. Having gasped down the cognac, Mr. Plunketting buzzed the intercom, 'Ms. McHew, cancel my appointment with Mrs. Kim Dong please, I will take her instead first thing in the morning'. After such a rigorous review of the bank's equal opportunity engagements, he needed rest before taking on his dollar-yen trader. She would have to wait until morning when he was fully restored. Reflecting on a day well spent at the helm of Plunketting's, he reached for his Ghurkha's 'His Majesty' cigars and a well-earned smoke. MR PLUNKETTING, PROPRIETOR, REVIEWS HIS DOLLAR-YEN TRADES WITH MRS KIM DONG AND DEMONSTRATES HIS KNOWLEDGE OF TRADITIONAL JAPANESE PRACTICES. Mr. Plunketting had been doing his homework on all aspects of Japanese customs and had made some alterations to his desktop and professional accessories, although of course his faithful 'Fat Boy' gold plated Meisterstuck pen was in place on his commodious desk. He glanced quickly through Mrs. Dong's resume and track record at the bank. 25 years old, married and with an envious track record of leading the dollar yen desk. Commissioned to date and a serious earner, though if today's appointment was successful to be offered a full partnership at Plunketting's, and to become the youngest ever partner at the bank. Having satisfied himself with the details of Mrs. Dong's details he switched on his intercom and struck his new gong whose ringing noise was the signal to Ms. McHew to send in his successful dollar yen trader. Mrs. Dong had been waiting half an hour or so before she heard the gong summon her to Mr. Plunketting's lushly decorated office. She was wearing a white blouse, a knee length pleated skirt, knee high white socks and patent leather pumps. With her hair in pig tails she looked a lot younger than her age. Due to the time difference, she had already been trading for several hours in the high pressure environment of the forex world. 'Mrs. Dong, welcome, and may I say how pleased I am to see you in person', started Mr. Plunketting, as Mrs. Dong took her place at the large mahogany leather topped desk. Polite to the extreme Kim Dong bowed slightly, 'Rery nice to be here Mr. Prunketing', she replied in her heavy Japanese accent. 'Now, Mrs. Dong, this may come as a surprise to you, but dependent upon our agreement today, the bank intends to make you a full partner, in fact the youngest ever partner the bank has ever appointed', said Mr. Plunketting, 'no doubt you have the qualities to take on the responsibilities as well as the honor that being a partner brings?', he asked. 'Res Mr. Prunketing, I ready for honor and reronribilty', she replied. She had already told her husband and her parents that she would be honored with partnership and was determined to win that honor. 'Excellent, then we can begin Mrs. Dong. Kindly pop your panties off and place them here, then hop up onto the table, legs spread nice and wide, I am sure that you will find the desk most comfortable', said Mr. Plunketting in his patrician voice. Mrs. Dong's almond shaped eyes narrowed to slits. While she had heard rumors about some unusual practices in the west, she had never expected to be asked to take her panties down by a respected boss. 'Hi! Rrrrrrris is hiry iregurar, Mister Prunketing!', she exclaimed. Mr. Plunketting cast his patrician eye over his young employee and remarked, 'Clearly you are new to Plunketting's traditions, Mrs. Dong. I really must be clear that I take a full and personal interest in all of those at the bank who are offer the honor of becoming full partner's. As partners we have a duty to each other and must take on the responsibilities associated with that honor'. Tradition, honor and responsibility were the keystones in Mrs. Dong's upbringing. She was not sure if she would be compromising her personal honor should she comply with this strange western ritual suggested by her most respected boss. On the other hand she thought of the honor she would bring to her family when she became a partner of this venerable banking institution and reluctantly she decided to 'fall on the sword' as they said in her home country and to go through with the strange western ritual. Slowly she peeled her panties down over her knees, socks and her neat little pumps and placed them on the table. Then with some difficulty as she was short in stature she mounted Mr. Plunketting's fine desk, taking care not to knock his gong over. 'Splendid Mrs. Dong! Let us begin and soon we will have concluded our business', said Mr. Plunketting as he reached for Mrs. Dong's discarded panties. He turned his eye to Mrs. Dong's still warm panties and noted that they were rather a simple pair of baby pink cotton with a little silk bow on the frontispiece. He turned them over in his pudgy hand and closely inspected the gusset. Due to her long hours and the high pressure nature of her job, Mrs. Dong's panties had become stained with adrenaline induced sweat and indeed, a sample of her natural pussy juice. Mr. Plunketting brought the panties to his connoisseur's nose and inhaled deeply. The whiff of sushi like aroma and adrenaline induced sweat filled his accomplished nostrils and he said, 'Marvelous, Mrs. Dong, you have all the qualities that Plunketting's requires in a new partner', and with that he took another appreciative sniff of Mrs. Dong's stained panty gusset and felt a familiar stirring in his finely tailored pinstripe trousers. After a restful night, his miraculous testicles were full to the brim with his healthy brew. He cast Mrs. Dong's satisfactory panties to one side and turned his attention to her exposed pussy. Having completed his detailed research, he was not surprised to note that Mrs. Dong's pussy was clad with a thick black dark bush of pubic hair. He was well aware that pubic hair is highly prized in Japan and had expected nothing less. He reached for his specially made Louis Vuitton VIP chopstick set and with practiced ease used them to part Mrs. Dong's thick pussy lips, exposing her delicate pink inner and her hard little clitoris. Mrs. Dong thought that this use of chop sticks was very unusual and her eyes narrowed further as she felt Mr. Plunketting pinch her hard little clitoris with them. Highly unusual indeed, she thought and most irregular. 'Very satisfactory indeed', exclaimed Mr. Plunketting as he finished his inspection of Mrs. Dong's pussy. He was particularly satisfied with the way that Mrs. Dong's clitoris was visible despite her impressive thick bush of pubic hair, and in viewing it, his little three inch dick had sprung to life. 'Excellent Mrs. Dong, let’s get this deal done. Just pop yourself down here and you can start to review the paperwork. Bend over and raise the skirt, please'. With that he handed Mrs. Dong a richly embossed Plunketting's envelope. Mrs. Dong went along with Mr. Plunketting and taking the envelope she bent over her esteemed boss's desk and raised her pleated skirt, bending over to give Mr. Plunketting a view of her petite buttocks and neat little anus. At the sight of Mrs. Dong's delicate buttocks, Mr. Plunketting released his little dick and his marvelous balls from his expensive tailored trousers. He admired the sight of Mrs. Dong's considerable public hair, puckered little anus, and still visibly protruding clitty. Mrs. Dong had the envelope open and was busy scanning the page. When her eyes clapped on the words 'full partnership' they sprang open, only to squeeze suddenly tight again as she felt Mr. Plunketting's little cock rustle through the furze of her prized pubic bush and enter her tight little pussy. She wondered if this was taking 'falling on the sword' a step too far. Mr. Plunketting felt that this turning out to be one of his finest deals. While aware that his cock was on the small side, he felt that he more than made up with this with his staying power and his miraculously sized balls, which hung like ripe grapefruits between his legs. In this case however, due to her overall stature, Mrs. Dong's pussy was in addition to being tiny, very hot and extremely well lubricated. It fit Mr. Plunketting's little cock like a glove as he guided it in and out of Mrs. Dong with careful businesslike strokes. 'I feel that our partnership is going to be highly successful, Mrs. Dong', he gasped as he felt his balls start to shudder, 'I think that you can safely sign the papers now', he said and passed her his old faithful 'Fat Boy' Meisterstuck gold plated pen. When Mrs. Dong had signed the papers, Mr. Plunketting exclaimed that he was most satisfied to have secured her as a partner of the bank. Removing his little dick from her hot pussy, he said, 'We must celebrate, do please kneel before me, you had better loosen your blouse too come to think of it'. Mrs. Dong had an inkling of what was coming and thought that it was highly irregular indeed, although in the interests of maintaining honor got to her knees and undid her neat white blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra, her tits were too small for one, though her nipples stood to attention poking out like little brown corks. Mrs. Dong's almond eyes widened when she saw the size of her esteemed boss's testicles. She was used to little dicks, all her boyfriend’s back in Japan had had tiny ones, including her husband. None, however, had possessed anything approaching the sheer scale of Mr. Plunketting's massive balls. Very tentatively she took Mr. Plunketting's little cock into her mouth, and slowly, but expertly began sucking on it, all the while aware of the massive balls that swung forward and bounced against her throat. Despite his proven staying power, Mr. Plunketting's balls were not going to hold out for long. Mrs. Dong was quite clearly a highly practiced cock sucker and she was doing an expert job on his little cock. The thought of her hairy pussy and now the sight of her tiny titties and hard nipples set his balls juddering and suddenly both started to blow his sticky load which began ejaculating through his little dick directly into Mrs. Dong's mouth. While she had occasionally let men indulge in the ancient art of bukkake with her, nothing had prepared Mrs. Dong for the flood of hot sperm that gushed from her esteemed boss's dick. She quickly managed to gag down the first three or four spurts, in her experience usually the limit to a man's production, with Mr. Plunketting she was learning that wasn't always the case, as jet after jet of thick sperm gushed into her mouth, ran down over chin where it hang for a moment before trickling down and onto her little tits. She did her best to gulp down as much of Mr. Plunketting's rich brew as possible, but his cock had now popped out of her mouth and was spurting sticky goo all over Mrs. Dong's face, getting into her eyes, up her nose and plastering her exposed titties. At long last Mr. Plunketting's miraculous balls stopped coating Mrs. Dong with hot sperm. 'A highly successful conclusion to our business, I am always excited to welcome a new partner on board', said Mr. Plunketting and with a flourish produced a large Plunketting's embossed handkerchief, and handed it to Mrs. Dong, who started to mop up her sperm coated tits and face. She swirled the last of the thick white goo around her mouth and swallowed it down, vowing to wash her mouth out with Sake as soon as she could. She only hoped that her husband didn't expect a bukkake ceremony this evening when she told him of her partnership, she felt sure that she would not be able to stomach another drop of sperm for some time to come. 'Excellent indeed, Mrs. Dong, you had better pop your panties back on and get back to it, there is no rest for partners at Plunketting's!', said Mr. Plunketting. 'Hi! Res! Mr. Prunketing’ replied Mrs. Dong and bowed slightly. She carefully finished wiping the sperm from her face and little titties, fastened the buttons on her blouse and pulled her pink panties over her neat little pumps and tottered from the room, her mouth still tasting of thick sperm. Mr. Plunketting reached for his humidor, and happy that his day had started with another successful deal reached for and lit a Ghurkha's 'His Majesty' cigar before turning to review his appointment book. Duty was never over, and it was going to be another busy day.

Duped into Sex Slavery in Asia An Australian girl is duped into becoming a sex slave while on vacation in Thailand. When she graduated from University of New South Wales in Sydney, Australia in late spring 2009, Cassandra Ackerman, known by her friends as Cassie, promised herself a sabbatical. She booked a flight and left in late May for Thailand. After a few days in the north, she ended up in Bangkok. There, she swam at the beaches of Pattaya and Naklua, shopped, flirted with boys, hung out with kids from the United States and Australia, and stayed at youth hostels. She explored the market at Patpong and even went to a risqué nightclub there. She stayed mostly at the Hi-Far East Inn. But her purse was stolen from her backpack on an overnight bus trip. When she woke up, everything of value was gone: her return flight plane ticket, travelers checks, credit cards and her ID. All she had left was about 3000 baht (Thai currency - about $100 US or Australian dollars) in the pocket of her shorts. Cassie was independent and proud. She was used to being in control. But she found herself in a terrible situation. First off, she didn’t know the language and the culture. Second, she was broke. Third, her mother and father were on holiday themselves in New Zealand and couldn’t be reached. Fourth, all the info she needed to contact the credit card companies was in her purse. Phone numbers, account numbers and even her pin numbers. Stupid! She went to the Embassy, but was frustrated when the bureaucracy, slow as always, wasn’t able to do much except give her a little meal money. Then, back out on the street, she met Niu, a young Chinese man her own age, who said he could help her. “Missy, I know owner of go-go bar who hire pretty girl like you. You wait table and dance and make enough money. You can do... yes,” he said. Cassie was ambivalent. She’d rather not have to spend her vacation working, but she desperately needed money. Waiting on tables seemed easy enough, but the dancing concerned her. She’d waited tables before, and often been tipped well, but never in a bar, much less a go-go bar. She enjoyed dancing, and, with a few drinks, could let loose on the dance floor. But she wasn’t sure about dancing on stage. Being a stripper, taking off her clothes and dancing naked on stage was out of the question, of course. She’d been raised well and had too much self-respect for that. On the other hand, go-go dancers wore scanty, sexy outfits, but nothing skimpier, and often less so, than the bikinis she and most girls wore on public beaches, as she had here. She could do that, she thought. Sure, she might feel a little awkward and self-conscious at first, but she was proud of her body, confident about her looks and liked to dance. Like waitressing and most other jobs, Cassie reminded and reassured herself, with good looks and a good attitude, a female could be successful being a little flirty without being slutty. Still, being flirty with Thai men seemed kind of yucky. She found Thai men gross. Niu assured her that many of the bars catered to tourists. Cassie thought about it and began to worry that if she was working in a bar that attracted Australians, she would be embarrassed. She told Niu, “Actually I would prefer to work in a bar that catered to locals.” He smiled and said, “Ah, this is better.” Cassie knew from what she’d heard and the looks she’d gotten here that Thai men and boys found Western women and girls, particularly blondes like her, intriguing and attractive. She could see the way Niu looked at her too. But he seemed nice and, in a desperate situation, he was being very helpful. Niu wasn’t what he seemed, of course, but he was good at what he did. He got paid for steering girls like Cassie to Chinese gangs which controlled many of the bars and brothels. These organizations were called the “Piglet Gangs” by the Thai police. Niu brought Cassie to the 13K Triad. Lao Chai was the boss. He was in his late fifties and had been on top for ten years. Producing false passports and stealing legitimate passports to transport poor Thai girls to Western countries was just one of his profitable, but illegal businesses. The gang also transported prostitutes to Japan in cooperation with the Yakuza - the Japanese mafia. Because of gangs like the 13K Triad, Bangkok had become a transit center for human trafficking. The gang ran three brothels in Bangkok and had controlling interests in two bars. Niu escorted her to the warehouse which the gang used as its headquarters. A fat Chinese named Dong sat behind a desk in a ramshackle office. “He says your purse was stolen,” Dong said, pointing to Niu. “Yes.” He asked Cassie how much she’d lost. She started off very cautiously, but as she told him her tale of woe, she blurted out everything and at the end, she was stifling back tears. She even told him she was going to have to wait for nearly a month to be able to contact her parents. Without a credit card and a plane ticket, she admitted to him she was stranded in Thailand. When she told him the amount of traveler’s checks that had been stolen, he whistled. “That’s a lot, Missy,” he said sympathetically. “How you gonna make that kind of money?” “I don’t know,” Cassie answered. “He,” she said, pointing at Niu, “he said I could earn money waiting tables… and, uh, go-go dancing.” Dong nodded and smiled. “You got good attitude,” he asked her? “Yes,” she answered quickly, her face lighting up at the way he first asked about one of her good traits that she’d just reflected on herself when Niu first brought up the opportunity. Some things, like attitude and work ethic apply across all cultures, Cassie thought, feeling better about this job and her prospects already. “Good. Can you follow directions,” he asked her? “Yes, absolutely,” she said, feeling good, smiling from ear-to-ear. He told her she would be dancing on a stage wearing a bikini, as she’d anticipated. He told her what she could make, and it was better than she’d anticipated. “Wow, that would be great,” she said. He also told her she would have to sign a small agreement. Before she could think about that, he asked her to stand up and turn around. Having to put herself on display so quickly, she was diverted from asking about the contract. “You very pretty. You do well. You want the job,” he asked her? “Uh....Yeah.” Cassie hesitated a bit at the abrupt job offer. “Yes!” she quickly gushed, showing more enthusiasm. This was better than she’d hoped when Niu first told her about it, and way better than she’d feared when she’d first found her stuff stolen. Damn right she wanted the job! Dong whipped out a piece of paper and had Cassie sign it. She asked a few questions, but he reassured her that it was a standard employment contract for a dancer. Placated, she signed. Dong then picked up the phone and within two minutes a fat, middle-aged Chinese woman appeared at the door. “This is Yanmei,” Dong said. “She is boss of dancers and hostesses. You go with her now.” Cassie looked at the woman. Her hair was pulled back into a severe bun and she was wearing a faded silk jacket and tight black silk pants that only accentuated her bulk. Cassie found herself staring into two eyes that reminded her of a snake. There was no softness there. Cassie tried not to feel intimidated, reminding herself that lots of middle-aged women who’d lost their looks or never had them looked at younger, more attractive females that way. Another thing that was common across cultures, Cassie reflected. She’d dealt with women like this at school and work too many times to count. It was not pleasant or easy, but she’d be respectful to the woman’s authority, show some humility, keep a positive attitude even in the face of the woman’s hostility, and she’d get through it, maybe even win the woman over. Cassie looked up at the woman, offered a small, meek smile. Getting the same cold, hard eyes and harsh, scowling face in return, Cassie felt her own face heat up, lowered her eyes, lost her smile, and stood up. She picked up the backpack and followed the woman, who escorted her from the warehouse to a small sedan parked outside. A young Thai man acted as chauffeur and drove. Yanmei The car wound its way through the city to end up in the Soi Cowboy district. The main drag was a short lane that ran between Sukhumvit Soi 21 and 23. The area was packed, mostly with go-go bars and one or two regular bars all of them with bright, flashing neon signs, loud music and friendly ushers on the street trying to get customers inside. In the Soi Cowboy area, nudity was allowed on stage in the upstairs bars. The area was famous for upstairs venues which were notoriously sleazy and explicit. Here the girls were almost always dancing naked. The area was further out and less “touristy” than Patpong and in a different police venue. Thai men, more than tourists, frequented the bars the 13K Triad controlled in Soi Cowboy. The chauffeur parked the car in an alley behind one of the bars. Cassie looked around and felt a little nervous. The alley looked terribly third world. Dirty, with garbage overflowing several cans and a mangy dog rooting around for scraps. Cassie knew of the vast poverty in the country, and had heard about Bangkok’s seedier clubs and brothels, even sex trafficking and sex tourism. However, restricting herself to the tourist district and touristy activities, she had avoided paying much attention to or thinking that much about any of that. Certainly had not in the kind rancid, sordid detail confronting her now. Quivering and feeling queasy as she got out of the car, Cassie was increasingly uneasy about what she might be getting herself into. Yanmei ushered her into the bar. It was dark inside and the first thing Cassie saw was three Thai girls, teenagers, dancing on a small, raised platform. The bar was dark but the music was loud and the lights were garish and bright. The girls were clad in string bikinis, dancing unenthusiastically, looking bored. Cassie noted their attire and attitude and tried to reassure herself as she surveyed the room. The afternoon crowd was sparse. It consisted of mostly Thai men sprinkled with a few tourists. Some Japanese and Westerners. Cassie took a deep breath and told herself, ‘it’s only for a little while.’ “We go upstairs,” Yanmei said to her and steered Cassie up a flight of stairs to a small room. The chauffeur, a young man barely out of his teens accompanied them. First Cassie had to be outfitted for a costume. Yanmei was the “mama san” in charge of training and disciplining the girls. She stood with her hands on her hips and announced to Cassie, “Take off clothes.” Cassie looked over at the chauffeur and said, “What about him?” “He no problem. Strip.” Cassie felt butterflies in her stomach. She had been to a nude beach once and had experience with lovers, but this was different. It was so cold, impersonal, and degrading. She hesitated and Yanmei impatiently said in a harsh and guttural voice, “Strip, Missy.” Cassie had no choice. She had committed herself. She began to disrobe. First her top, then her shorts, pausing in her modest white bra and panties, which still covered about as much as the bikini would. Looking down, her fingers fumbled before finally managing to unfasten her bra. She blushed as the bra cups fell from her bare breasts, and then rushed to pull it off, and shove down and step out of her panties, trying not to think about what she was doing. Yanmei yanked her bra and panties out of her hands and tossed them aside. Cassie, now naked, tried to cover her girl parts with her hands. The attempted modesty seemed to amuse Yanmei, who offered the first, if still distinctly frosty, smile that Cassie had seen from her. The chauffeur, named Thuanthong, shuffled in closer and watched intently. He liked dirty blondes like Cassie and was pleased with what he saw. Cassie was 170 centimeters tall (5’7”) and weighed 54 kilos (119lbs.). She had nice B-cup tits, wide hips, long legs, and a full, round ass. Her dirty blonde hair was thick, blunt cut at her shoulders, and she wore it in a ponytail. Her pubic hair was darker, closer to brown. Shaved and neatly trimmed to a narrow bikini cut for the beach at the beginning of her vacation, her since-neglected pubic area was, by now, an embarrassingly untidy sight. She winced as she glanced down behind her hand to see her “landing strip” grown to a high hedge, bordered by sprouting stubble. She had a pretty oval face with full lips and blue/green eyes. She was proud of her looks, but now, in the confines of the small room with the older Chinese woman and a young Thai man watching her every move, she became more than self-conscious. Yanmei threw a bikini at her and told her to try it on. Cassie laboriously put the garment on with trembling fingers - and then stood there nervously with her hands at her sides. The fat woman threw her a pair of high heels and Cassie traded her sandals for the glamorous pumps. “Turn around,” Yanmei said to her when she was done. She made Cassie pose and then pirouette this way and that. Cassie felt silly. But soon it was over. At least that part. Yanmei took her to a long rectangular shaped room. There were two girls there – naked to the waist - seated in front of a long mirror doing their make-up. This was the room the girls used to get themselves ready for a shift. Yanmei directed Cassie to, ‘get self-ready.’ Cassie reached into her backpack and took out a brush, some rollers, and her make-up bag. Within 20 minutes she was transformed. She looked positively sexy and hot. Yanmei came back in and looked at her and said, “you sexy female. Men will like. Come with me.” She escorted Cassie downstairs and the young Australian spent the rest of the afternoon “on duty.” This meant sessions of gyrating for 20 minutes on stage – dancing - and the rest of the time hustling drinks. She was an “OK” dancer and tried her best to look and act sexy, but she couldn’t help noticing that the other girls, all Thai, looked at her disapprovingly or ignored her. The men leered at her and she felt very naked up there on stage. She couldn’t wait for the set to be over. Serving drinks was no better. The men all propositioned her and some reached up to pinch her ass. She resisted and this made the Thai men smile. They found her all the more attractive that she was acting modest and vulnerable. Later, she was shown the “dormitory” where she and the other girls slept. It was fairly clean but the bunk beds left little room for privacy. There were two footlockers per bed and Cassie was assigned one. She met some of the girls. Two of them were sweet, Kwang and Lamia, but there was one girl there, Taeng, who took an instant dislike to her. This girl was older, with a hard look about her. She had been dancing and hooking for several years and didn’t like a pretty Western girl who might take customers from her. Kwang was soft, very young (17) and oh-so pretty. Lamai was also pretty and 24 - old for this line of work in Thailand. They spoke a little English and soon told Cassie that they also worked “upstairs.” When Cassie inquired about that, they looked at each other and shrugged. “She will show you,” Lamai said, indicating with a gesture - Yanmei. There was also a chubby Korean girl named Yong. She seemed to be shunned by the Thai girls. She sat forlornly on her footlocker and sang softly to herself. Cassie looked at her and felt some sense of compassion. She tried to engage the girl in conversation, but the girl spoke only Korean. She was a college student who had gotten herself in trouble in Bangkok and ended up in the bar. Kwang pulled Cassie aside and whispered to her that, ‘she does things we not do.’ When Cassie asked what that might be, Lamai poked her, as if to say, ‘do not say.’ And so, for the next several days, Cassie worked 8 hour days. As a new dancer she worked the early shift (from noon till 8pm). The late shift girls worked from 8pm to 4am. After every shift, Cassie had to give all her tips to Yanmei. It was boring and hard work, but she was determined to get enough money to get home. The Thai men looked at her like a piece of meat. She was glad she didn’t know the language because she could tell from their remarks in Pidgin English that they all wanted to fuck her or worse. When she served drinks, most of them undressed her with their eyes or tried to molest her. It was unpleasant work.... After the first week, she was given her “cut” and when she looked in the envelope she got upset. At this rate, it would take her a long time to get back to Sydney. She went to see Yanmei about it. The woman listened to her complaints and then looked at her coldly – saying nothing. She ignored her and walked away. Cassie was left there, holding the envelope, and feeling stupid. But things were to get worse....much worse. Later that night, Yanmei approached her. “You want to make more money,” she asked? Cassie answered, ‘yes’ and Yanmei took her upstairs. When she got there, she saw immediately that the atmosphere was much rawer. The girls were dancing nude. Totally nude. She saw Kwang - wearing only a pair of high heels. The pretty teen smiled at her and then looked away when Yanmei glared at her. “Dance nude - you make more money,” Yanmei said to Cassie simply. Cassie gulped and said nothing. Yanmei shrugged. She had a long term plan for the Australian blonde. In time, she would be made to do what Yanmei had forced on Yong. The poor Korean had been forced into performing in explicit sex shows in a very private little theater on this very floor. The Pole The bar’s manager was A-Wut, a heavy-set Thai in his mid-forties. Cassie saw him every day but had no direct dealings with him. His job was to make money for the 13K Triad. Cheap drinks and naked women were the stock in trade. He had turned the bar into a real profit center concentrating on the wealthier locals. His lure: show them acts that even the tourists couldn’t see in Patpong. And upstairs was where the action was. It was the end of the second week when he grabbed Cassie as she was coming off stage and pulled her roughly into his office. “Your gonna dance nude. Tomorrow night,” he said to her unceremoniously. “Oh.....I haven’t decided if I want to do that,” she said. “I have.” With that, he summoned Yanmei. “Put her upstairs tonight,” he said. Yanmei smiled and nodded. Cassie tried to protest. When this didn’t work, she got miffed and tried to walk away from Yanmei. That’s when the woman called out and two men appeared. Mongkut was 30, with a wiry, muscular build. He had been a professional Muay Thai boxer in his youth. Just behind him was Thuanthong, who was a general errand boy as well as a chauffeur. Yanmei said something to them in Thai and they grabbed Cassie. The poor girl struggled, but in the end they dragged her to the hallway outside the dormitory. They dragged her to the end of the hallway. There was a pole that went from the floor to the ceiling. The men began to pull her bikini top and thong off. Cassie screamed and struggled, but in the end she was handled like a doll. When she was naked they put her on her back and tied her wrists together behind the pole, so that they were over her head. Then, they grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her feet up until they were way over her head and behind the pole. They had bent her double. Mongkut whipped out a rope and tied her ankles together. Bent double with her wrists and ankles bound her pussy and anus was on cruel display. Her body, with the pole as the vertical bar, formed the letter “D.” Yanmei called the punishment: the pole. Cassie winced as Mongkut began chuckling and bending down to peer between her legs to check out her pussy. She realized her shameful predicament and groaned. After a moment, they left her in this position. Girls came by, but nobody paid much attention to the poor white girl on the floor bound like a slave. They had been punished for infractions and knew enough to not interfere. After three hours, the bondage became a terrible thing. Cassie’s lower back ached and so did her hips. She wanted so much to be free that she began whimpering. She could waggle her hips left or right a bit, but with her wrists and ankles bound, her movement was very limited. Cockroaches made their appearance and when she felt one of them along her sides or even worse, by her head, she squealed like a little girl. But there was no one to help her. After a while, she began to weep. At 4am, the end of the shift, Yanmei came over. She bent down and talked to Cassie. “You dance nude now,” she asked? Cassie quickly agreed. Yanmei released her and Cassie ran to the dormitory where Lamai was there. The Thai girl comforted her and eventually Cassie lay down and went to sleep. At 8pm that night Cassie was to dance in the upstairs bar. “Get self-ready,” Yanmei commanded her. Cassie’s hands were shaking as set and brushed her hair and applied fresh nail polish and make-up. Lamai and Kwang were working that shift upstairs - knew she was upset and tried to comfort her. “Lamai, I can’t believe what she did to me,” she protested. “You must be good girl or it be very bad for you,” Lamai counseled. “She have many bad things she do,” Kwang said to Cassie. “You must be good,” she said. Cassie soon found herself up on stage with both girls, as naked as she was. She was expected to not only shake her tits and ass in this room, but to stand, spread her legs and show ‘pink.’ And bend over and show her anus too. She watched Lamai and Kwang and copied their movements. The Thai men acted like animals. Most of them were middle-aged. They hooted, hollered, and threw baht at her. She was expected to pick up the bills and shove them in her pussy. When she failed to perform in a sexy enough way, the men booed her. Later when her dance shift was over, she was expected to wait on tables. Again.....in the nude. Compared to the men in the downstairs bar, this was much worse. Not only was she pinched, which happened downstairs, but fingers were insinuated and often inserted between her legs to probe her crack and slit. Her tits and nipples were mauled. By the time her shift ended, Cassie was an emotional mess. Yanmei was waiting for her. “You no good, Missy. You must show pussy and asshole. You report for punishment - noon - tomorrow,” she told her. Cassie sniffling wondered what indignity awaited her. Yanmei put her back on the Pole. Cassie didn’t cry until the dinner hour came and then begged in a loud voice for Yanmei. The fat woman came by and released her. Cassie stood up on shaky legs. It was embarrassing as she was still nude. Cassie said, “I’ll do better tonight. I promise.” Yanmei smiled and took her by the ear. She pulled her along. Cassie screeched and moaned. The fat woman took her to her quarters. She had an apartment with a small bathroom and kitchenette off to one side. Everywhere Cassie looked, she saw garish silk tapestries, candles, and incense. The furniture was all bamboo and there was a beautiful Persian rug on the floor. This was home for the fat woman. Yanmei said, “You obey me. I sit on face. You open mouth. Use mouth - please me. Do good job. Or.... I put you on pole.” she said. Cassie looked at her and was so flabbergasted, she couldn’t say anything. She was a puppet as Yanmei pushed her to her knees. Cassie whimpered but feeling more submissive with each new indignity and not wanting to be put back on the pole, she prepared herself mentally for what was a new experience. She had played tit rubbing and kissing games with a pretty friend of hers in school but having oral sex with a 50 year fat Chinese woman was outside anything she had ever done or imagined herself doing. Then Yanmei stood back and began taking off her clothes. She took off her black silk jacket and then a short-sleeved pale yellow silk blouse. She wore a white cotton bra and reached behind to unsnap it – revealing a floppy set of tits capped with big brown nipples. Her tits were large and hung down nearly to her waist. She kicked off her sandals, pulled her silk trousers and cotton panties down to her knees - letting them slide down to her ankles and stepped out of them. She had a flat ass and a fat belly and Venus mount. Her crotch was heavily furred with straight black hair. She rubbed her belly in a self-satisfied way and then pulled a straight back chair with arms to the center of the room. She crooked her finger at Cassie. She pointed to the chair. “Put head here,” she said, pointing to the seat. She got Cassie lying back with her head on the seat, her hands - palms down on the floor - and her legs flat on the rug at a 30 degree angle. Yanmei straddled her face and got her crotch right over the Australian girl’s face. Holding herself up by placing her hands on the chair’s arms, she lowered herself until she made contact with Cassie’s face. The older woman had a fishy odor and her hairy pussy, with straight pubic hair all over her slit showed plump outer labia and a pea-sized clit. Her inner sex lips gave her pussy the appearance of an tropical orchid. Dark-lipped, black at the edges, her inner sex lips were long, thin, and symmetrical. Her yellow skin was a contrast to the dark grove between her legs and her ass crack. She was slightly wet, and her sex lips glistened in the dim afternoon light of her room. She sat down fully on Cassie’s face to make her gag, and then lifted herself up slightly to adjust her position. The she began to “ride” back and forth, using the Australian girl’s nose, mouth, and chin to rub her labia, vaginal opening, and clitoris. She found a rhythm. She began grunting as she worked her hips back and forth. Poor Cassie could barely breathe. She had her mouth open and her tongue out to lick the hot, wet pussy that smothered her. Cassie’s nose rubbed the fat woman’s clitoris on the upstroke. It felt to Cassie like the pussy was eating her. It seemed to have a life of its own. The labia had swelled and thickened and she was now so juicy that the Australian girl was wet from her cheeks to her chin. She felt like she was drowning. And then Yanmei began jerky coital movements of her hips - back and forth in a way that let Cassie know she was about to cum. She grunted and squirted; and her discharge flooded Cassie’s face. She gulped and swallowed the strong smelling, slippery pussy juice. After Yanmei came, she sat down with all her weight on Cassie’s face, causing her to beat on the older woman’s thighs and scream. Yanmei’s weight on her face and her scent overpowered her. It made it hard to breathe, but feeling submissive, Cassie unconsciously thrust her tongue as far as she could into the older woman’s hole. She wriggled her tongue deep inside the woman’s pussy. “Good girl. Do nice for Mama San,” Yanmei praised her. Cassie swallowed and surrendered to the older woman. Yanmei ground her crotch on Cassie’s face this way and that, extracting every ounce of pleasure she could from having the girl’s nose and mouth as a masturbation tool. Then Yanmei rolled her ass over and around the Australian girl’s face and made her eat her asshole as well. Cassie obediently licked the woman’s shit hole; and finally, she was done. Yanmei got up and dressed. She was all business again. The Bath of Flies The next shift, Cassie did better dancing nude. She squatted down and pulled her pussy lips apart showing “pink” to all the men crowded around to enjoy her charms. She even pulled her ass cheeks apart to display her asshole. It was very demeaning, but she did it. However, when an old pervert made it clear to A-Wut that he was willing to pay good baht for a blow job from the pretty Australian, Cassie balked. “You want me to suck cock,” she asked incredulously? “You better do it, girl, or you know what’s going to happen.” Cassie looked back at the pervert at the table and shook her head ‘no.’ She just couldn’t put her mouth on a penis belonging to a man like that. ‘I didn’t sign on to be a whore,’ she thought to herself. The next morning, about 10am, Yanmei came for Cassie sleeping in her bunk. She had Mongkut and Thuanthong drag her crying, wearing only her panties, out into the alley right by the garbage cans. There was an old beat up wood table sitting there in an alcove. They made her take off her panties and lie on her back with her head at the edge of the table. Yanmei supervised. Then the two men pulled her arms far back over her head and tied each wrist to a table leg. They grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs up and so far back – that if Cassie turned her head to either side, she was staring at her ankles. They roped tie her ankles to the table’s legs too. Mongkut tied a rope around her waist. He ran the loose end from under her hips to the opposite end of the table. There, he tied it to a heavy nail that had been pounded into the table. Bound this way, she was prevented from any real movement. She ended up looking at her hairy Venus mount. She couldn’t see pussy or asshole but all her private parts were totally exposed and facing the sky. Her tits sat on her chest and by craning her head forward slightly she could see her nipples. Yanmei came over smiling with a small pot. It contained honey. Grinning, she used a brush to smear Cassie’s vulva and anus liberally with the sweet stuff. She made sure to get some on her clitoris, her labia, and her vaginal opening before coating her tight brown anus too. Then she finished the preparations by anointing each of Cassie’s brown nipples with the honey. Cassie had large nipples and areoles and by the time the fat woman was done, either out of fear or the soft caress of the brush, each nipple had erected. Mongkut pointed at them and young Thuanthong chuckled at his remarks. Cassie, humiliated and exposed, felt like she was being raped. The first flies began to alight and it was horrifying... Yanmei leaned down, close to Cassie’s ear and said in a sinister voice, “You suck cock next time.” With that, she gagged Cassie with her own panties and the three left the girl to her fate. The garbage cans were close by and soon the flies descended on the poor Australian girl. Attracted by the honey, her sweat and her bodily odors, they alighted at first - just a few at a time. Cassie watched them with horror as there was absolutely nothing she could do. They landed on her nipples and began, with their six little feet to scurry this way and that. And the more that landed seemed to attract the rest. Soon, they were scampering and roaming maddeningly all over the puckered surface of her nipples. Cassie had tried to lift her head and blow the flies on her nipples away, but soon it became hopeless. But it was her exposed crotch really attracted a swarm. Soon, there was a horde of the nasty black flies all over her pussy and asshole. And there was nothing that she could do to prevent the insects from invading her hole. She went from whimpering to groaning, moaning and finally began screaming into the gag. Every woman has a fear of bugs getting into her hole and Cassie was no different. And when she was so infested that each tit was crawling with flies and her crotch was covered and packed, she screamed into the gag like a madwoman. The honey and her feminine secretions drove the flies into a swarming mass. She was tied so she couldn’t close her thighs. The torment of her pussy and asshole was especially awful. They overran the honey-glazed openings. The itching sensation was so horrible that she was afraid she might go mad. Her crotch was soon alive with a hundred flies. Cassie alternated between screaming, groaning, and pleading. Yanmei knew that you couldn’t leave a girl too long to the flies. It could cause a mental breakdown. So, after an hour, she came back and asked Cassie if she was ready to show her pussy and asshole to the men. Cassie, her eyes wide with sheer stark terror, begged and nodded her head vigorously yes-yes-yes! She had Mongkut and Thuanthong cut her loose. When they took her off the table, Cathy was drained. When she was on her feet, she began brushing the remaining flies off. Following this, they took her inside. Yanmei directed them to take her to the men’s room. It was just before lunch time and the place was empty. They forced Cassie to her knees. Without a word, both men unzipped and took out their cocks. Cassie stared at their brown uncircumcised cocks as they fisted them. Mongkut’s was longer with a full “turtleneck” foreskin and Thuanthong’s cock was shorter and thicker with a thin foreskin that only covered half the head. Cassie looked at Yanmei and knew what she had to do. She was overwhelmed with shame and disgust. She had to kiss, lick, and then suck each man’s uncircumcised cock. Mongkut went first. He worked his cock into Cassie’s mouth a little at a time until he had the head at the opening to her throat... making her gag and as she gagged, it made her convulse embarrassingly and she farted. It was all very degrading and humiliating. His hands were tangled in her hair. This inflamed him as he pushed his cock in and then out. Cassie went limp with her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft and her tongue on the underside of the head - his cock went in and out. The former boxer felt the tickle that told him he was almost at his precious moment. His hips did a jig, his breathing got louder, he grunted, and then he pushed his cock in deep and held it there. Cassie gagged as the first spurts hit the opening to her throat. He gushed six times. Semen backed up and dribbled out of the corner of her mouth. She had to gulp and swallow the large load. Gagging a little, she coughed - a sloppy, wet cough. His cock popped out finally. She moaned as he milked his cock and a drop of semen landed on her lips. He used the tip of his cock to smear the cum all over her lips. Her eyes were red from sobbing and there was saliva and semen on her swollen lips. Thuanthong stroked his cock in anticipation. He was already hard from watching her suck Mongkut’s dick. The tip of his dick was slimy wet and he made Cassie lick and kiss the tip slowly and teasingly. He made her kiss his cock like a lover and then he took it out, slapped her face with it, and then rubbed the wet head all over her mouth, nose, and cheeks. When he was drooling like mad, he got it in her mouth and made her take it to the root. Soon, he grabbed her head and with both hands pulled her face back and forth until he spurted like a fountain. Cassie had to swallow the load, of course. “You suck cock now. Or you get “Bath of Flies” again. Understand,” Yanmei said to her. Cassie, feeling degraded, humiliated, and cowed beyond belief, nodded her head to signify that she understood. That night after her first dance set, waiting on tables, a man....a business man....he indicated to A-Wut that he’d be willing to pay for the blonde Australian to give him a blow-job. And Cassie was brought back to the booth where the man sat. He was at least 50 years old, with a thin moustache` and paunchy. He had paid and Cassie had been given her instructions. A-Wut told her that if she didn’t do a good job, he would give a bad report to Yanmei. Cassie shuddered and bent down to do her best. The man pulled his cock out of his trousers and Cassie kissed it and then began picking it up and down. He smelled and she had all she could do not to gag. Then man pulled his ball sack out for her to lick. She got busy sucking it and he took a long time to cum. But cum he did and she was expected to swallow it. But something went wrong and Cassie lost her focus and she spit his cum into her hand. The man got very angry and indicated with gestures and some pidgin that he expected that she swallow his precious gift. Cassie, humiliated, had to lick up the man’s semen. She tried not to gag. But later, as the man was paying his bar tab, he said something to A-Wut. And when Cassie got off shift, Yanmei was waiting for her. “You spit out cum,” she hissed at her? “You stupid girl. You report for punishment in morning, Missy.” Cassie groaned. The Crotch Horse They took her to the hallway outside the dorm again. This time there was a device set up in the back. A sawhorse. There was a crank mounted to the front of the device. And the top was saw-toothed and sharp. They two men tied her thumbs to her elbows and got her seated. They roped her ankles and tied the loose ends to the front and back legs on both sides. This positioned her right in the middle of the beam. Then Yanmei grabbed the crank and began turning it. She kept hurling curses at Cassie as she spun the crank and the device rose to meet her churning hips and loins. Cassie went up on her toes as the sharp jagged edge hurt. When Yanmei got her fully extended on tippy toes, she stopped. Then she lectured the girl. Told her that from now on, when she was told to suck cock, she better swallow. ‘Or else.’ Then she left poor Cassie to ride the “Crotch Horse.” She tried to stay up on her toes and that lasted for nearly five minutes. But her calves fatigued and she sat down gingerly on the sharp edge. It felt awful, but she struggled to endure it. When the jagged edge could no longer be tolerated, she rose again on her toes. She didn’t last as long the second time. When she sat down again, she whimpered as the pointed beam pressed her perineum, cunt, and anus. She tolerated this for about a minute and then rose again. The cycle of getting up on her toes ......then feeling the inevitable fatigue which forced her to sit down again.....only to have the toothed edge drive her back on her toes, was repeated and repeated. Each time she was able to bear either position for less and less time. Eventually, she began to “bob” up and down. It looked like she was riding a horse. Girls came out and went down the hall to get ready for their day shift. Some looked on sympathetically. Taeng came over and taunted her. She had been forced to ride, more than once. She enjoyed watching the pretty blonde girl suffering as she had for an infraction of the rules. Mongkut and Thuanthong came over to check her out too. And to mock her. It was comical. By that time, she was bouncing up and down like a puppet. And crying, groaning, and begging almost continually for anyone to let her off the infernal device. She “rode” for an hour. When they took her off, she could barely walk. Yanmei took her to the men’s room again and let Mongkut and Thuanthong enjoy her mouth. She gave each man a lovely blow job; and swallowed it all. And when they were done and Cassie thought the ordeal was over, Yanmei had another degrading indignity for her to endure. Still on her knees, she had to open her mouth. Cassie felt her skin crawl and felt sick to her stomach as each man took his cock in hand and standing over her... concentrated. She realized they were getting ready to piss - “make water” in her mouth. They pissed..... and she was forced to swallow it all. She vomited twice during the ordeal. Yanmei grabbed her by the hair when she had recovered and yanked her head around like she was a disobedient child. She slapped her face hard and told her that in the future she was to take anything from a man’s cock that he wanted to give her. Poor Cassie was driven down another peg on the status ladder. The next shift two fat Chinese brothers got to use her mouth. They were allowed to take her to the men’s room. She was made to kneel as they proudly displayed their cocks to her. They were both gross and their cocks were no better. Their penises smelled cheesy and foul and as they pulled their foreskins back to reveal the shiny pink heads, Cassie was assailed by the smell. One grabbed her by her hair as the other rubbed his cock all over her face: cheeks, nose, chin, and lips. It drooled a thin pre-cum. As he held back his foreskin, she saw and smelled the little curds of smegma there. The fishy odor made Cassie sick. He made her smell it and then use her lips and tongue to clean it. She found it disgusting and humiliating, but she had to do it. The unwashed, rancid stench of uncircumcised yellow men in the tropical heat was a torment. Next, she had to kiss each cock like she loved them. She had to give them wet, sucking kisses up and down the shafts and all around the heads. The bothers pulled their foreskins back and made her kiss and lick the ‘sweet spots.’ Every time they pulled their thick foreskins back, she smelled the musk. The brothers made her kiss and lick their balls too - bags of loose skin with spiky, black hairs. They made her do it slow, then lick their ball sacks until they were wet with saliva. Following this, she had to take the cocks in her mouth and suck them in turn as they stood over her. Enjoying her warm mouth, their cocks drooled slimy pre-cum. Cassie soon experienced their hot, salty, vile ejaculate spurting into her mouth. It made her sick to her stomach. It tasted salty with a tapioca-like consistency. She felt like retching. It was slimy and made her gag. Cassie was sick when they finished and stuffed their cocks back in their trousers. The very next night, she was in a small cubicle on a dirty mattress with an ugly Thai fisherman brandishing his cock like a weapon. His organ leaked clear slimy fluid from the slit at the tip. It was hard, slim, and laced with ugly veins. He pulled on a condom. He had bought her pussy. Cassie knew it was inevitable. She had been trained to suck their cocks. The next step was to take them in her pussy. He told her, “I fuck you.” He pushed her down on the mattress with her forehead and elbows supporting her and got behind her. Then he used his cock to make her squirm. He rubbed it all around her sex lips and her ‘pearl.’ Cassie felt sick and doubted that she would derive any pleasure from what he was going to do to her. But when she moaned, he spat at her, “You like that - don’t you?” Then he rubbed it around her hole…and finally penetrated her - worked it in….until he was in all the way to his thin black pubic hair. Cassie began to whimper as he took his time, enjoying his use of a blonde, white woman. He thrust his hips and his cock, deep in her un-tented vagina, touched her cervix. He grabbed her by her hip bones, as he prolonged his penetration. She cried out as he began thrusting harder into her sex-hole and her vagina began opening up. He grabbed her by her hair and yanked her head back. Then he slammed it in as hard as he could. Cassie gasped as he really began to fuck her. Hard and fast - it didn’t take him long, and soon he came. Sweating and groaning, Cassie felt like a whore. She looked back over her shoulder and saw him smiling at her. He pulled his cock out completely and the condom was full of his ejaculate. He pulled it off and made her swallow what was inside. Cassie was too afraid of Yanmei to deny him. She gagged as she had never had to do that before. Later, she was lying on her back again. Her pussy had been sold a second time. She watched this man, about 30 and not bad looking, come into the room, drop his trousers, and kneel between her legs. Holding his cock in his hand, it was very erect – a nasty, ugly penis with a purple head peeking out from his foreskin pointing up at the ceiling. He reached down pulled on a condom and spread her wet sex open with his other hand. When Cassie whimpered, he slapped her across her face and cursed at her in Thai. He forced his cock into her sex. He lay down on her and put his hands under her butt for leverage. He then began to thrust into her slowly at first and then when he got more excited, harder. She had her hands on his upper arms and just held on. His penetration aroused other feelings in Cassie too. She was really surprised at this. Taken against her will by this repulsive monster, she felt hot feelings in her cunt as he fucked her. He quickened his thrusts and quickly gasped several times. Then he grunted. She realized he was ejaculating. As his cock throbbed and twitched inside her as he completed the act of intercourse, Cassie felt revulsion at the thought that she was now a whore and if she protested, Yanmei would punish her cruelly. He looked down and smiled at her as he pulled it out. His cock made a sound like a water buffalo pulling its hoof out of a rice paddy. He leaned back as she lay there, her sex-hole wet and open and feeling completely violated. Then, later, a third man bought her ass. He got her down on the mattress to fuck her too. Three men that night fucked her. When the last man was done, Yanmei came in and humiliated her. Soon, A-Wut was selling her pussy to the highest bidder every night. She was forced to suck and fuck a succession of young and middle-aged Thai men and some tourists. One of them was an Australian. Cassie was mortified. A visiting businessman from Melbourne. He was old enough to be her father. He paid for a blow job and came back the next night to fuck her. It was so embarrassing and humiliating. She stifled her emotions, remaining stiff and passive, feeling no arousal and showing little enthusiasm. As she cried afterwards, she tried not think about why she’d been so much more aroused being brutally abused by the Thai men who repulsed her. The Dog Cart («×éÍÊعѢ) One afternoon, Yanmei brought Cassie to another room on the top floor. There, 30 men were seated facing a small stage. The place was jammed. Every seat was taken by Thai men, mostly older. They were smoking, drinking, and laughing. The mood was very excited. A-Wut was there and Cassie heard him say to a flunky, “Get the slut.” The boy brought Yong, the Korean girl, onto the stage. Cassie looked at her sad face and felt sympathy. She was never seen dancing downstairs. And rarely seen dancing upstairs. Mostly the girl was on her back or on all fours, sucking cock or taking cocks in her pussy or ass. Yong stood there awkwardly. She was perhaps 160 centimeters tall (5’3”) and weighed 68 kilos (150lbs.). She had big tits for an Asian girl, a fat belly, thick thighs, and a fat ass. Her black hair was cut to her shoulders and she wore bangs. She had a pretty face, but her expression was one of desolation. Mongkut came out of the wings pulling a little device. It was a small, wheeled bench, a trolley. The crowd, smoking and drinking, began to stomp, shout and yell. A-Wut raised his hands to quiet them down. He said something to the crowd and they went wild again. Yong kept her eyes down, staring at the floor, and seemed to shudder. She looked like all the spirit had been beaten out of her. A-Wut took her by the elbow and made her straddle the trolley and then lie down. The bench was curved and shaped. When A-Wut got her on her belly, her tits hung down on either side of the bench. The other end of the bench was thicker and higher and this position elevated Yong’s hips and ass. He used straps to secure her wrists and ankles to the sides of the trolley. Mounted, she looked like she was riding it. He locked the wheels, so the cart wouldn’t move. Yong started to sweat heavily. The room was small. There were no windows and the packed bodies made it even warmer. Thuanthong emerged from the wings, poured some coconut palm oil into his hand, and rubbed it all over Yong’s pussy. Then he put on a rubber glove and wiped her pussy with a sponge he had in a plastic bag. The sponge was saturated with juice from the cunt of a female bitch in heat. He anointed her cunt with the pungent sponge. Mongkut came out leading a dog onto the stage. The dog smelled the bitch’s scent and began barking. Mongkut paraded the dog around the stage. It was a black mongrel weighing about 36 kilos (80lbs.). He pulled the dog around by a choke collar. Stunned, Cassie just stood there and stared at the dog. As Yanmei told her the dog was going to fuck Yong, she felt totally sick to her stomach. No wonder the other girls shunned the Korean; and why she had the demeanor of a beaten dog herself. The crowd was there to see a dog fuck a foreign woman. A-Wut raised his arms to silence the crowd. Mongkut brought the dog to a spot about two meters behind the trolley. Cassie gazed, horrified at what was about to happen, and then covered her face with the splayed fingers of one hand. Mongkut let the dog get closer to smell Yong. The dog went wild. Mongkut used the choke collar and let it smell her pussy and then pulled the dog back. Teasing the dog loaded its testicles. He got the dog lunging forward to mount, and then pulled the dog back before it could mount. He did this three times. This made the dog’s cock drop and men in the audience pointed. Fully erect from the sheath, it protruded obscenely. It was bright red and purple and drooled slime, 18 centimeters (7”) long with a knot that looked like the shaft had swallowed two walnuts. Mongkut let the dog nuzzle Yong’s crotch. This got the dog crazier. It got its nose right THERE. Then, its big, pink tongue began lapping at her cunt. Cassie gaped at the dog’s cock as it spurted, and at its tongue as it lapped Yong’s pussy, making her gasp. A-Wut stood in the wings enjoying the show and tallying the take. Finally Mongkut let the dog mount her. The dog jumped on her back. Its front paws slid back to her hips. Then it began trying to get its cock in the hole. As soon as the dog found her hole, it drove it in. Yong cried out as the cock penetrated her. And then, the dog began fucking her—in and out, in and out—fucking her hard and fast like a demon. The dog slobbered, its drool splattering on her back. The animal never stopped its crazed thrusts in and out. It was an disgusting travesty of human coupling. As the dog fucked her, Yong grunted and groaned. She dripped sweat from her face, neck, and armpits; even her back was wet. The dog fucked her relentlessly like some demented creature or maniacally driven machine, its prick a high speed piston in a hideously pornographic cartoon. The knot grew bigger. It bumped up against her hairy pussy.... jamming against her hole. This made the Korean girl grunt and squeal like a pig. The knot now looked as big as two golf balls at the base of the shaft. Finally, it popped inside and Yong howled like a bitch. The mouth of her sex hole stretched grotesquely as it engulfed the big knot. Cassie couldn’t imagine her own vagina taking the knot and watched in horror. Money changed hands. Men had placed bets with their friends she wouldn’t be able to take it. Fully inside now, Yong soon began wailing as the knot pressed on her G-spot and urethral sponge. The shaft stretched the pocket and pressed right up against the epicenter. The knot filled her and the dog’s cock spurted hot cum incessantly. She was soon screaming. The dog stopped humping, but the shaft began pulsing and throbbing and kept spurting cum. As Yong’s cunt contracted and involuntarily squeezed the dog’s cock, she came. Her cries went up two octaves as she reached a wrenching, wailing orgasm. The men in the audience clapped. Cassie was agog, her gut churning. She cringed and shuddered imagining what it would feel like, emotionally and physically, to be in Yong’s place. A sudden twinge between her legs drew Cassie’s dazed attention to the sodden state of her panties, and how hot and wet her twat was inside her shorts. She was sickened at herself. Worried a stain would show, she pressed her legs together, which further stimulated her pussy and clit. The knot kept the dog and the Korean girl locked and Yong came several times. The men sat there drinking, smoking, joking, and enjoying the show while she had her orgasms. Her body shook and writhed in “fuck-happy” spasms on the trolley. Cassie was hot and flushed, disgusted and ashamed of her own thoughts and reactions. She wanted to leave. She looked over at Yanmei and the fat woman smiled at her. Cassie felt a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach and looked away. Poor Yong had been degraded to the lowest level a whore could go. No further debasement could be imagined. The dog pulled back. This hurt the chubby Korean as the knot was well embedded. Then, to the crowd’s surprise and pleasure, the dog spun around so that it was now facing away from her but they were still joined. This was the finale, and A-Wut came forward to release the brakes on the trolley’s wheels. The dog began pulling Yong along mounted on the trolley. It was an obscenely absurd display. Cassie looked at A-Wut and Yanmei and the evil she saw in their faces revolted her. She now knew that she had signed a pact with the devil. The dog lurched this way and that, pulling Yong along by the knot embedded in her pussy. When the dog stopped, some of the men in the audience called to the dog to get it moving again. Mongkut called to it, encouraging it, and led the animal all around the platform. Yong moaned like a sick cow as she was towed. It was a thoroughly degenerate exhibition. Eventually, the knot shrank, the dog’s cock came out and the show was over. The dog stood there for a moment, then bent down and licked itself. Mongkut snapped a lead onto the dog’s collar and lead it away. Still bound to the trolley, Yong was left panting like a dog. She was wet and sloppy everywhere: her belly, her thighs and all between her legs. Semen and pussy juice oozed from her hole and dripped to the stage floor. Her hole was open, red, and swollen. A-Wut put a bowl down to catch the slop as it drained out of her hole. He supervised her release from the trolley and then he made her kneel with her hands behind her head. She was shaky and trembling but he made her open her mouth and drink what was in the bowl as an extra added attraction. Cassie felt lightheaded and was relieved when Yanmei escorted her out. ‘I will never have to accept such degradation,’ she told herself. She discovered that Yong performed the foul task once or twice a month. Whenever A-Wut sold enough tickets, he scheduled another performance. Under the protection of the 13K Triad, the police left him alone to hold the most degraded show in all of Bangkok. Ass Fucked It wasn’t long before a Thai customer wanted to sodomize Cassie. He was a greasy middle-aged salesman. He forced her onto the mattress and spit on her anus. Then he forced a finger into her rectum. He pulled her legs open wide. Her pussy gaped, glistening in the light. He had made Cassie cum by finger fucking her and had fucked her wearing a condom. She had been forced into an orgasm when he fingered her and her pussy was sloppy. He used some of her juices and his saliva to lubricate her shit-hole. Cassie had only been anally penetrated once and didn’t like it. She flinched when she felt him preparing her asshole. He kept spitting on her anus. That was another degradation. When he was ready, he impaled her with his short, but fat cock. It was one-sided struggle between his thick cock and her tight asshole. The expressions on his face and hers were similar. They both appeared to be in pain. Cassie by the pain and humiliation as the salesman sodomized her and the man by his lust. Cassie had a tight hole. As he penetrated her, the feeling of being torn was terrific. She panted like a dog as she tried to deal with the pain in her shit-hole. Frantically, she tried to relax her sphincter. But it was no good. She couldn’t relax it enough for it not to hurt. He lay down fully her and this forced his cock deeper into her. His cock, embedded in her asshole, filled her with a dull aching pain. She had never been sodomized like this and the man, salivating and grunting like a pig brutally forced his way deeper inside her near virgin ass, cruelly stretched her rectum. Cassie felt as if a soda bottle was being forced up her ass. It felt like he was going to split her in two. She cried out and this only spurred him on. Her body began to surrender to his cock. She began to open up to him totally. There was no other way. She begged him to be gentle, but the only way she could endure was to push like she was taking a shit and open up her asshole to him fully. It was a humiliating submission. Her shit hole loosened a little and it took him only a few strokes to fully penetrate her up to his pubic hairs. Her sphincter gripped the base of his cock, squeezing it. He started moving relentlessly in and out of her asshole, stretching her. Now that he was fully inside her, he crouched, his knees shoulder width apart. He gripped her shoulder length hair to pull her now pliant body back onto his cock, so he could plow her asshole with forceful strokes. Involuntarily, Cassie, underneath him, cried out, a low constant moan coming from her. She clenched her hands helplessly each time he thrust in. Her body had gone limp. No pleading came out of her mouth, just incoherent animal-like sounds and moans, the volume rising and falling in time with his humping. It seemed to Cassie as if it would go on forever. She felt so helpless. There was nothing she could do to make him stop. The salesman stayed hard stroke after stroke. He came and threw himself forward onto her back, grabbing her hair to force her head to one side, so he could see her face as he unloaded in her shit-hole. Only then, after he had looked into her eyes and felt her submit totally, did he let go of her hair. He cried out in triumph as he filled her asshole with hot cum. He lay on her wet, warm back for a moment, crushing her with his weight. Soon, each night became one long, terrible rape. The cock became one monstrous cock, repeatedly and painfully fucking her mouth and sodomizing her. She came to know the hurtful impalement, the feeling of having her holes stretched and invaded by men who treated her like a piece of meat. No sweet boyfriend sex. Just fast, cruel, hard sex from men who regarded her as a trophy and a toy. This had become her whole reality. Just as she had surrendered to the salesman – just as she had surrendered to Yanmei, she surrendered to each man every night. She became nothing more than a fuck toy. The pain in her shit hole became a constant ache. There was something in her that aroused their cruelty and so many of the men who bought her wanted to fuck her in the ass. Afterwards, as she lay there on her belly and tits - her legs open, panting, her sweaty body gleamed in the light of the room. Her naked body, buffeted and invaded, was just a thing for brown and yellow men to use and abuse. After being ass-fucked, she’d lay on her belly and tits and feel her anus throbbing; her legs splayed wide, her pussy gaping, her clitoris, swollen and red. She stared at the far wall, her mind blank, exhausted. Her asshole, after these sessions, was raw, stretched. An open “O,” a toothless mouth. Her next bowel movement was always a torment. Her asshole was so sore that she could not touch herself there. And having to shit hurt so much that she gripped the toilet seat and groaned as the turds emerged from her anus. It hurt to wipe her asshole. And periodically, Yanmei would bring Cassie to her quarters for “training.” The fat woman sat down in a chair. She motioned for Cassie to get on her back so her body was under the chair and her face provided a “footrest” for the chair Yanmei was sitting on. She shucked both of her sandals, revealing her sweaty feet. “You lick feet,” she said to Cassie. Cassie felt fear, loathing, and a perverse sense of excitement. Somehow she knew that this woman knew how to hurt another woman. She was lying prostrate with half her body underneath the chair. Yanmei lifted one foot and presented it to her. She held it right under her nose. She wanted her to smell it. And then after sniffing it, Cassie began to kiss and lick the Chinese woman’s stinky feet. She had been sweating and the foot contained numerous glands and ducts that secrete pheromones. The woman’s feet were big and smelly, but Cassie bent to the task of licking and sucking her toes. She licked between them and then sucked them into her mouth individually. It was a debasing task to wash another person’s feet with your mouth. Yanmei pressed the ball of her foot right onto Cassie’s mouth and nose to impress her with her scent. “Suck on toes, now,” she said. Cassie went from one foot to another. It was the most demeaning task she could have ever imagined. Yanmei was ready now for her to eat her pussy and pulled down her silk trousers and panties. She made Cassie get up and rubbed her nose and mouth on her crotch. Her sexual odor was strong and Cassie gagged at the smell. The fat woman’s pussy was already wet. Smiling, she crooked her finger and pointed to it. As Yanmei directed her, she bent to the task and got busy kissing the older woman’s sex. The more she made the Australian girl kiss, lick, and suck and stick her tongue up her cunt, the wetter she got. Yanmei leaned back, spread her legs, and squeezed Cassie’s face with her thighs to keep her in her crotch, slurping and kissing. She kept one hand on the back of her head and from time to time, pulled her closer. “Good job,” she said thickly. Cassie sucked the labia into her mouth and did the same with the clitoris. Yanmei liked that and praised her. Yanmei kept her eating her pussy until she squirted and came in her mouth. She held her hard by the hair to make sure she got it all. Cassie put her mouth on the vaginal opening, lapped up all the juices and swallowed. When she was done, the fat woman sighed contentedly. Pole Dancer A-Wut set Cassie up to star in several degrading explicit sex exhibitions. He was getting the full use of his merchandise. In the dim little theater, they mounted Cassie on a pole and made her fuck herself to music—a pole dance performance. The pole, about 2½ centimeters (1 inch) in diameter was fastened to the stage floor. Its upper end had a big black dildo mounted there. A rope hung from a pulley attached to a beam above. Cassie was brought out naked, her hands tied to the rope and she was be hoisted into the air. Then they lowered her so that the dildo entered her cunt. The length of the pole was carefully adjusted so the dildo was just inside her when she was on tiptoes and deep inside her when she was flat footed. Then, four musicians emerged from the wings and set up. They were among the many musicians employed at Lumpinee Stadium to provide sarama or musical accompaniment to Muay Thai matches. This was music recognized by every Thai customer. The use of it here was a sort of burlesque. The four musicians each played two different kinds of oboe, a pair of Thai drums and symbols. The tempo of the music varied. When Cassie was mounted, it was slow and stately to match the mood of the ritual impalement. When she was commanded to fuck herself, they increased the tempo. To increase the excitement, Mongkut came out with a leather belt. He used this to force her to dance and fuck herself harder. He applied the belt to her buttocks and her breasts and nipples. Tit whipping was particularly effective in getting her to fuck herself silly. When Mongkut whipped her, the music became frenetic. This added to the audience’s enjoyment of the spectacle. Cassie danced. She swiveled her hips and humped the pole. Then she squatted up and down like a puppet, impaling herself fully on the big, black dildo. The “dance” went on. Afterwards, when the men were all charged up, they would be allowed to rent her ass while she stood with the pole embedded in her vagina. Then, after a goodly number of men had sodomized her, there would be another dance followed by another session of sodomy. In these exhibitions, she was on the pole for up to two hours before she was taken off. Slutty School Girl A-Wut orchestrated a new exhibition. She was costumed like a little girl in a pleated skirt, cotton panties, a thin tube top, no bra, pig-tails, ankle socks and penny loafers. The idea was to present her as a nubile, innocent teen. Mongkut and Thuanthong brought her out on the stage and made her strip for the audience. The men went wild. When she was nude, they sat her on a stool. Thuanthong pulled her arms over her head by her wrists, crossed and held them. As they pulled and pushed her into position, Cassie sniveled and whined. Mongkut pulled her legs open. Her labia were being spread further apart as her legs were pulled open. When they were done, Cassie was open, held fixed with her legs so open that her hips were tilted up and her pussy and the brown mouth of her anus were pitilessly displayed. The position was very shaming and obscene. A-Wut swaggered over and grabbed a handful of her hair. He yanked her head around like she was a disobedient child and directed her gaze so that she was staring down at her crotch. Then he traced along the puffy lips of her cunt, listening to her shuddering breaths as he teased her. He pulled on her labia and then used his fingertip to tickle and tease her clitoris. As he touched the shiny, sensitive bud she squirmed at each touch. He played with it until she writhed like a snake, even though she was tightly held. He stroked the puckered mouth of her anus. He grinned as he watched the tight, dark opening, flexing, and pouting in the dark grove of her ass crack. Some of the men in the audience clapped at this. He soon went from petting and stroking and got rougher with her. Her vocalizations went from whimpering to a sexual moaning. Soon, A-Wut began to work his fingers into her vagina. He got his index finger inside and wormed it around exploring the dimensions of her hole. He worked a second finger in her and turned his palm up, rooting around for a spot inside her. When he found it, he began frigging that spot harder and harder. Cassie soon began to scream and her urethra exploded as she began spurting clear fluid all over his wrist to drip onto the floor. It was like a shower. When it was done Cassie was panting and twitching like a fish caught on a hook. He took his wet fingers out and held them up to show everyone. The men were hooting and hollering. Not missing a beat, the heavy-set manager worked his fingers back into her vagina and within 30 seconds had her spurting and squealing again. And this time, after squirting clear juice for a while, she became incontinent and urinated. The pressure on the urethral “sponge” on front wall of her vagina did the trick and Cassie began pissing. She pissed until her bladder was empty. This time when he took his hand away, he wiped up some of the mess. Then he brought his hand up to rub it all over her face. He even thrust his wet fingers into her mouth to simulate oral rape. “Say, I’m a dirty white slut,” he commanded her. “Say it....SAY ‘I’m a dirty white slut’,” he commanded her. She had to do it. When she did, the men in the audience clapped. Then, A-Wut sold blowjobs from Cassie to each and every man in the audience for 600 baht (about 19 US or Australian dollars). Two Girl Show They put her in an exhibition with Yong. Both women were brought out on the stage wearing only their panties. Poor Yong – she always looked like she had been ridden hard and put up wet. Well, with a little encouragement from A-Wut, acting as Master of Ceremonies, Cassie got Yong on her knees sucking on her titties. Then Cassie took off her panties and as A-Wut got Yong lying on a bench on her back, Cassie straddled the Korean’s face. She was a beautiful girl and her sweet white body was young and fresh. And as she got ready to mount her face, Yong stared at the pretty pussy she was now expected to service. A-Wut, at this point, rubbed Yong’s crotch. Cassie sat on Yong’s face and this quickly became a fun game for her. She rested her hands on Yong and found a pattern that felt good to her and before she knew what hit her, her pussy got wet and as she kept at it, she came. As she approached her orgasm, she lost all self-consciousness and rode the Korean’s face in a spasmodic rocking back and forth motion. Yong’s sweaty body laid sprawled beneath Cassie, legs splayed, panties tucked between her swollen, wet labia forming a “camel toe.” A-Wut asked the audience if they wanted to see the Korean girl’s pussy and the men began clapping and hooting. He stripped her panties off to display her hairy mound. Cassie was encouraged to play with Yong’s nice pussy and tight asshole. Cassie knelt on the floor between Yong’s splayed thighs. As Cassie got going, she worked her fingers, one-by-one, into Yong’s womanly depths. Licking her lips, intent and focused, Cassie was encouraged by A-Wut to fist fuck, ‘the Korean slut.’ Cassie closed her fist with her thumb underneath her index and middle finger. Going slowly, she worked her whole fist with a corkscrew motion, like a spear, into Yong's vagina, forcing the wet labia apart and then shafting her hole. Yong’s sex lips formed a wet lip-lock around Cassie’s slim wrist. The blonde girl pumped her arm and pushed forward using the corkscrew motion to work her fist deeper and deeper. Soon her whole hand and her wrist were buried deep inside Yong’s body. Then, as Yong began jerking her hips faster and more spasmodically, Cassie moved her arm in and out, like it was a huge horse cock. Each time her pussy-juice-wetted hand slid inside, Yong writhed responding to each thrust of Cassie’s fist. The slow fist fucking got her hotter and hotter. As she fisted her, Cassie also used her left hand to tease the Asian’s woman's protruding clitoris. There came a growing, babbling cry from Yong, a desperate mixture of shame and arousal at what Cassie was doing to her. The blonde girl worked her fist deep, forcing Yong to experience hot jolts of pleasure as she rubbed the knob of her cervix; swirling and pressing her knuckles hard into the G-spot and her knuckles into the epicenter. As Yong approached her cum, Cassie suddenly began pumping her fist in-and-out faster. “Yeah, yeah, CUM NOW… DOG FUCKER… CUM,” she yelled at Yong. Her other hand worked the swollen bulb of Yong’s clitoris and the Asian girl’s cries immediately became more frantic and frenzied. The men knew, from the sudden babbling noises, and the uncontrollable bucking of her hips, that the chubby Korean girl was cumming. The men clapped as Cassie forced Yong to cum. The Asian girl came with lots of squealing and shrieking, her full breasts bouncing all over her chest as she experienced the full impact of the orgasm. Cassie, by comparison, came in a different way. She wriggled and shuddered with her eyes closed when Yong fucked her with a big strap-on. Yong sucked on her nipples and was gentle with the big dildo between her legs. It was like a honeymoon mating. Yong rode Cassie until the blonde girl came shuddering and sighing sweetly. It was a nice satisfying cum. Cassie kept hissing between her teeth and holding her breath and when she came, she cried out and hugged Yong. The two girls, in full coital embrace, then kissed. An open mouth kiss that got the audience clapping and cheering. The two girls, shy at first, now found it easier to play in front of the audience. Cassie felt real affection for the chubby Korean girl. She had never felt so much passion for another woman. After Cassie had cum with Yong fucking her, each girl took another turn sitting on each other’s face and rubbing their young, sweet cunts on her partner’s nose, mouth, and chin until they each came again. It was a lustful ceremony …a coming out as loving women…almost like experiencing their first menstruation. Eels They made her take an eel in her pussy. She was brought out naked and two flunkies bound her to a bench with straps. Her arms were over her head and her legs were spread open wide to rest on her tits. Mongkut came out holding a large plastic bucket. A-Wut, as Master of Ceremonies, kept the audience wondering what was in the bucket. Strapped to the bench, Cassie wondered what they were going to do to her. She had gotten sweaty and juicy waiting. She craned her head forward to stare at some of the men watching her. She had gotten used to being on display. Somehow, having an audience added to the visceral excitement. It was perverse, but it was happening more and more. She was shocked when Mongkut took the top off the bucket and held up an eel! He displayed it to the audience. The creature was about 18 centimeters (7”) long. They had been making croaking sounds in the bucket. Cassie had wondered what that noise was. The former boxer held up the squiggly, slimy fish to show the audience and then Cassie. “Guess where this is going,” she asked her sadistically? Cassie winced and squirmed on the bench. She was disgusted by what he was going to do. Any sort of animal abuse was abhorrent to her. And bestiality was even worse. Mongkut started by stroking the fish’s head up and down Cassie’s labia. She began to struggle, but without making any headway, strapped as she was. A-Wut smiling, watched as his henchman worked the eel into Cassie’s pussy. The sensation as the slimy fish slipped inside made the Australian girl arch up from the bench and strain at the straps holding her. Mongkut had only to get the creature’s head inside her and the rest of the eel disappeared into her hole. Cassie went ballistic. Having a living creature inside her most precious place was HORRIFYING! When it tried to wriggle back out, A-Wut came over with a device in his hand. It was a “violet wand.” The glass tube glowed purple and shot sparks as activated it by pushing a button on the handle. He put the tip close to her hole and just touched the eel with it. The eel squirmed around. But, when he pressed the button the eel made a violent turn and wriggled deeper into Cassie’s cunt trying to get away. The sensation of the eel twisting and squirming deep into her sexhole made Cassie scream. This made the audience react. Men began clapping and whistling. Then, Mongkut inserted a second eel, a bigger one, into her pussy. This really stretched her sex-hole. Cassie began begging and pleading for him to take them out. This show of revulsion on her part made the show even better for the men in the audience. Having a white woman being defiled by a Thai for their amusement was high entertainment indeed! And now that there were two of them, two eels in her pussy, the feeling of having them slithering and squirming around inside her vagina was so repulsive that Cassie began to wriggle and writhe on the bench like she had a live wire up her ass. It was something to see. Next Mongkut inserted a speculum into her asshole to spread open her tight brown rosette. When he got it just so, he reached into the bucket, got another eel, and held it up. It was smaller and he asked the crowd in Thai, “Shall I give this one a nice home too?” The men began laughing, clapping, whistling, and stomping their feet. Cassie screamed when Mongkut worked the live eel into her shit-hole. She wriggled and writhed so violently that the straps creaked and groaned. When he got the fish in THERE, the horrid feeling of the live eel wriggling its way up her back passage could be fully felt, and it just overwhelmed Cassie. The horror of having three living things inside her body was mind-blowing. She had to do everything in her power to hold herself together. “Getting full, Missy,” A-Wut teased her? This was said as Mongkut picked up a third eel and got the creature to squeeze itself into her vagina. Then he worked a second eel into her asshole and took the speculum out of her hole. Now, she was packed full. A-Wut put the tip of the wand just inside the opening of Cassie’s vagina and gave her a shock. After that, he pressed the tip of the glass tube against Cassie’s anus to shock her there. This made the eels go crazy inside her - bouncing off her vaginal and rectal walls like demented torpedoes. And this made Cassie spasm and thrash around on the bench like a madwoman. Every time he shocked her, it sent both the eels and Cassie into convulsions. Wet, slimy fish, a wet, slimy pussy and electricity were a combination only the Devil could appreciate. Or a room full of degenerate Thai men. Actually, there were a few tourists in the room, including a 29 year old Australian computer programmer from Bathurst who worked at the Mount Panorama Circuit, a race track. He sat there amazed.... as one of his countrywomen was degraded in the most unbelievable way. The eels slithered into the deepest pockets of her cunt and shit hole to get away from the current. A-Wut worked her clit. He got the tip of her index finger under the hood and just kept rubbing her nubbin. Then he shocked her again to drive both her and the fish crazier. After this, he went back to manipulating her clit. He tormented her way for five minutes The eels would lie quietly, then he worked the wand and the fish and Cassie went into frenzied convulsions. Afterwards, he rubbed her clitoris. Cassie begged for him to, ‘take them out,’ but it was to no avail. When Cassie got close to cumming, A-Wut brought the wand close to her clitoris, but not touching it. He pressed the button and the electricity jumped from the glass to her wet, swollen bud. Then he pressed the glass tip against the most sensitive place in her body. The combination of pain and pleasure was too much. Soon, the Australian girl came - shrieking like a lunatic. She shuddered and trembled with muscular spasms in her legs and crotch. She continued to twitch even after the eels were removed from her holes. Afterwards, she had to suck some cock. Most of the men stepped up to get a nice blowjob from the debauched blonde girl. The Australian computer programmer did not. He had been sickened by what he saw. As her mouth was being stuffed by the smelly cock of a fat, middle-aged Thai man, out of the corner of her eye, Cassie saw the handsome Australian pass by, grimacing in disgust. Tears formed in Cassie’s eyes and she closed them, sucking harder on the dick in her mouth. Each of these “exhibitions” was another anguishing step down, further diminishing her ego and self-esteem. In the end, she was reduced from a proud, self-reliant, educated, young woman to a submissive sex slave… a thing to be used and abused. If she didn’t show enough enthusiasm, Yanmei punished her. Nothing to damage the goods, of course, so no whipping with a bamboo cane on her ample buttocks. No damage to her pussy or asshole. No, just the cruel bondage of the Pole, the horror of the Bath of Flies and the humiliating ordeal of the Crotch Horse. The horror was that while she could never have foreseen her downfall, she came to embrace the sheer humiliation and release that such a journey decreed. The shameful discovery of her masochism, its development and her emotional ordeal in confronting and wrestling with this discovery changed her forever. Yanmei was the most potent influence. The cruel Mama San became her dominant. Just a raised eyebrow from her was enough to send a swarm of butterflies into Cassie’s belly or to moisten her pussy. Cassie spent a fair amount of time on her knees or with her face under the fat woman’s loins pleasing her. Yanmei took to using a thin cane on Cassie’s anus to punish and train her. Cassie grew accustomed to her whippings and even to anticipate them with some degree of aberrant pleasure. This is how she was molded. Cassie’s Cart Training Yong was shipped to Japan. Lao Chai, the 13K Triad’s boss, sold her to the Yakuza in Osaka. This left the job of “Dog Cart Girl” open. There was no doubt that Dong and A-Wut had planned all along for Cassie to get that job. When Yanmei smiled at her and said, “Yong go away now—you new dog cart girl,” Cassie protested and resisted of course. Having abruptly lost the lover with whom she’d so perversely yet so closely bonded in their joint exhibitions was almost unbearable. She became inconsolably distraught at being told she was taking her place in the most degraded show of all. But they took her out to the alley again and gave her another “Bath of Flies.” This time they secured her head. They propped open her mouth and honey was smeared on her ears, armpits, nose, mouth, nipples, pussy, and asshole. Then they left her to the flies for nearly three hours. That broke her. She caved in and agreed to do what they wanted. Yanmei began training her for her new job. They took Cassie to a store room. Cassie heard barking. She heard the dogs before she saw them. Thuanthong was leading the large black dog that Cassie had seen fucking Yong. She shuddered when she saw Mongkut leading a bigger dog on a leash. This animal was heavy-boned, brindle-colored mastiff. The dogs barked....excited as the two men made them sit. Yanmei brought out a pot. Cassie saw Mongkut smirking at her. Everyone was murmuring. Cassie glanced at Yanmei, and then kept her eyes down, staring at the floor. Yanmei began to stir the contents. It was filled with coconut milk that had been boiled with honey and turned into a thick, gooey sauce. She came over to Cassie and began to talk to her. “You know this?” she asked. “No.” “Dog love it. Sweet.” Cassie stared, trying to understand. Grinning and enjoying her discomfort, Yanmei used a brush to smear the sticky, sweet stuff on Cassie’s lower belly. Then she got a more on the brush and smeared it all over her hairy Venus mount. She made the blonde girl hold her legs open. Old Yanmei took her time and made sure she got it into all the cracks and crevices of Cassie’s body. Then she made sure to paint each of her buttocks until they were completely covered and stepping around to the front, she painted a trail up the insides of each of her thighs. Cassie began whimpering as soon as Mongkut and Thuanthong brought the dogs over to where she was. The two encouraged the animals and they quickly began sniffing and smelling her all over. The dogs smelled the sweet stuff, and their big, wet tongues shot out to lap her all over, licking her pubic hair and all over her belly and buttocks. As the dog’s tongues lapped her, it began to arouse her, even though she did not want it. As the dogs began lapping her THERE in her crack, her pussy began to ooze and drool. She began to twitch and moan. When the smaller black dog thrust its long pink tongue right into her crack, she yelped; then she began moaning. Yanmei smeared more of the gooey cream all over the most sensitive places on her body again. She wanted the dogs to get familiar with Cassie. Mongkut and Thuanthong stood back enjoying the show. It was becoming really nasty. They both sported hard, hot erections. Mongkut, having experienced hot forced sex with her, and getting a little jaded, found the sight and sounds of the dogs assaulting her much to his liking. The sound of their tongues lapping her pussy was very erotic. The dogs went crazy for the gooey stuff and began lapping and licking madly. Her brown nipples got as hard as pebbles as the dogs tongues competed with each other to feast on the sweet, creamy stuff smeared over her pussy. Yanmei daubed more cream on her pussy; and each time the dogs licked her there, she felt herself approaching an orgasm. Yanmei brushed more gooey stuff into her ass crack and on her anus. Then they let the dogs loose again. The black dog sniffed at her ass crack and then liking that began licking her shithole. Slower at first… then like a demon. The mastiff licked her pussy as the black dog licked her asshole. Cassie was totally aroused. Their tongues were soft, but strong and wet. With her legs open and spread, the big mastiff put its cold nose on her clitoris and forced its muzzle between her spread pussy lips. The dog sniffed, and then its big, wet tongue began lapping every fold and crevice of her pussy from her vagina through her labia to her clitoris. Between the dog’s saliva, the sweet cream and her pussy juice, her crotch was soon a mess. Her pubic hair became soaked. The mastiff made her jerk when it thrust its big pink tongue in her sexhole. The tongue penetrated her vagina. She was very close to cumming. Cassie felt herself being pushed over a cliff as the dogs had their way with her. The dog’s big, sloppy tongues pushed her closer and closer to cumming. Cassie could hear the men joking …but the dog’s tongues totally dominated her mind and body. She whimpered, grunted, moaned, groaned, and then began cumming and cumming. The dogs licked her labia and clitoris for about fifteen minutes, making her climax and juice. Cassie could not contain her herself, as the dogs licked her like a machine, and drove her from one orgasm to another. There was a tongue at her shit-hole, warm and wet. And a tongue exploring every crevice and fold of her pussy at the same time. To have this happening opened a floodgate in her mind. To be made to cum with a dog was a new degradation. The most humiliating yet! Involuntarily, she had multiple orgasms that kept exploding like a string of firecrackers. The two men began cheering her every time she came. Each time a dog made her cum, they whooped and hollered. At Yanmei’s command, they pulled the dogs off her. She announced it was time for Cassie to suck the dog’s cocks. When Cassie heard this she gulped. She had never seen Yong forced to do that. It was the most degrading oral sex she could imagine. ‘There gonna make me do that with an audience,’ she thought to herself. ‘Oh... how gross,’ she thought. The black dog’s cock had emerged from its sheath. It was hot red in color and drooling fuck-slime. When she looked at the dog’s dick, Cassie had forgotten how much cock this dog had, but as she stared, this dog displayed a big tool. The idea of sucking the dog’s cock was repulsive and disgusting. The big mastiff was led over and she grew pale when she saw what it had between its legs. This dog was a 50 kilo (110lbs.) bundle of muscle and bone. It’s cock was 21 centimeters long (about 8¼”). The beast’s cock was gray, red, and purple and covered with a web of disgusting veins. It appalled her; but they got her down on the floor with the black dog straddling her head. This put the drooling red cock tip right in her face. Mongkut grabbed the dog’s dick right behind the “knot” which was swelling at the base. As he held it, it seemed to grow in his hand. She was going to be made to suck the dog’s dirty dick. The thought revolted and shamed her. Yanmei told her, “Kiss tip. Tickle with tongue. Then you suck.” When she began doing this, at her direction, it made the dog’s cock spurt furiously. It kept jetting and spurting and the semen that didn’t end up in her mouth splattered on her face. Yanmei made her suck and swallow, suck and swallow and then do it over and over again as everyone watched. Dog cum ended up in her mouth and all over her face. Cassie descended down the status ladder. She was now lower than a Thai whore. Her face got very slimy because every time Mongkut took the tip from her mouth, it kept squirting the watery cum in jets and little pops. Her cheeks, chin, nose, lips, neck, and breasts were soon glistening with the dog’s slimy discharge. As she continued to orally pleasure the dog, the knot at the base got bigger. It looked like the dog’s dick had swallowed two golf balls. Mongkut with Thuanthong’s help then got the dog turned around and holding the dog’s dick behind the knot, he used it to hose her face. She saw the horror of her situation in their lust contorted faces. They kept her sucking the black dog’s cock until Yanmei decided that it was time for her to suck the other dog’s cock. When they got the bigger dog turned around so that its cock was also by her mouth, the fat woman made her tickle and lick the tip with her tongue. Pre-cum jetted from the tip like a hose; it seemed like the dog was pissing on her. Mongkut got the dick in her mouth and her cheeks told the story. She sucked and her cheeks soon bulged from all the watery cum, until she swallowed; then her cheeks bulged again. This went on for a while. Yanmei kept her at it until she was totally wet. Mongkut got the black dog turned around and she had to go from one cock to another. Her cheeks, nose, mouth, and chin were completely coated and dripping with the dogs’ fuck slime. A-Wut showed up to watch the proceedings. Yanmei made sure that Lamai and Kwang, Cassie’s closet friends, came by to witness her shameful training too. Soon, Yanmei decided it was time for the animals to fuck her. Cassie was very submissive and since she’d cum, she was very pliable. She let herself be led around like a dog. As they forced her onto the cart and strapped her to it, the two men faces glowed with lust; as this was a treat for them. As they led the black dog behind her ass, it knew just what to do. Excited, it growled and jumped on her back. Its front legs wrapped around her ribcage and slid back to end up hugging her hips. It began humping - trying mightily to get its cock in her hole. Cassie was of two minds. She felt totally violated by the humiliations forced upon her and shamefully aroused by them. These conflicting feelings surged thru her as the dog kept jabbing at her with its hot red dick. Cassie had a small, tight vagina. It didn’t look like the dog’s cock was going to fit in her hole. As soon as the dog found her warm, wet hole with the tip of its cock, it shoved it in deep and fast. Cassie gasped, trying to get her breath. The dog then drove it in and out; just punching her hole with its dick. She began howling as the dog fucked her like she was a bitch. The dog used its front paws to pull her close and humped her harder and harder. Kwang and Lamai stood by standing next to each other. They bit their knuckles and watched wide-eyed as their friend was fucked silly. The dog drooled and never stopped. Poor Cassie got no time to pause or catch her breath, as the dog reamed her pussy mercilessly. She was soon sweating like a pig. She could feel the knot trying to get into her hole. It was right at the vaginal opening. Mongkut and Thuanthong bent down to watch the knot bumping and rubbing against her hole. It was huge now, and the dog kept pushing to get it inside. The knot began stretching the vaginal sphincter; making Cassie grunt. Mongkut clapped Thuanthong on the back and said, “It’s gonna go in.” When it popped inside her, Cassie howled with a mixture of pain and pleasure as her hole was stretched more than it had ever been. She began mumbling, “it’s too big… too big.” One minute it was outside her hairy hole…and then it had disappeared inside her. “Man....she took the whole thing,” Thuanthong said to Mongkut in amazement. “She’s gonna be a star,” A-Wut crowed to no one in particular. Lamai and Kwang winced in sympathetic pain. It was disconcerting for them. As women, they could imagine such a thing being forced on them. And Cassie was their friend. But, glancing at her now and then at each other, Lamai and Kwang felt each other distancing themselves from the new dog cart girl. Like Yong, she would be shunned by the other girls, of course, and Lamai and Kwang both knew they would never see her the same way or feel the same about her again. As the girls watched in growing disgust, Cassie began screaming. The dog had punched its cock all the way to the bottom of her hole. Its cock sluiced all the way past her G-spot to the epicenter of her vagina. There were nerve endings in this part of her hole that when stretched and thumped, would push her towards a uterine orgasm. Her pussy was very hot… Cassie also sounded like a babbling idiot. Filthy words tumbled out of her mouth. The knot, now fully inside, throbbed, and the tip kept spurting as the shaft vibrated and pulsed. The dog had stopped humping. It just held itself inside her and kept spurting and vibrating inside her hole. For her, it was like her HOLE was her whole being! ‘I’m a dog's bitch,’ she thought as she felt herself approaching her first vaginal orgasm from a dog. As the dog’s cock vibrated and spurted, she felt her whole pelvis and her abdomen contract and her vaginal muscles convulse - squeezing the dog’s dick. She CAME HARD. Her mind spun as her whole body shook. When she relaxed her pussy, everyone could see the knot trying to pop out. But it was too big, so it did not quite make it. Then when she squeezed her pussy muscles, the knot was pulled inside again - about an inch. That made the stretching pressure of the knot massage her G-Spot and the front wall of her hole. Also, the extra inch of penetration forced the dog’s tip deep into her epicenter. A-Wut was telling Lamai and Kwang, who stared wide-eyed, “You see..... when she squeezes and then.... relaxes her cunt, it moves the knot in and out. She’s fucking herself.” Both girls nodded but didn’t say anything. It was an eye-filling and mind boggling experience that shut up the normally chatty girls. As they tried to shut themselves off from what they were seeing, both of them felt themselves already shutting the new dog cart girl out of their lives. Yanmei smiled and nodded. The result was all too plain to her. Cassie, on the cart, was having one orgasm after another. The dog ejaculated DEEP in her hole, and she felt it spurting and hosing her. The dick pulsed. It was hotter than a man’s cock and it spurted and jetted inside her continuously. Throbbing and spurting, it pushed her into cumming and cumming. Not only was the dog’s cock hotter than a man’s, but the heat of the dogs cum had turned her hole into a furnace. The knot acted like a plug to hold the hot cum inside her. The cum coated everything and the heat from the knot percolated into her stretched front vaginal wall and flowed into the urethral sponge as well. And unlike a man, the dog just kept ejaculating. Finally, it came to an end. The dog’s knot had kept the dick locked inside her for about 10 minutes. Cassie had been thoroughly fucked. She slowly came back to her senses when the dog started to pull out. She felt the dog pulling back and it hurt as the knot was well-embedded in her hole - just behind her pubic bone. The dog spun around and with the knot still embedded in her hole, began trying to pull the cart. Mongkut released the lock on the wheels and the group watched the dog tow Cassie around the room. Kwang and Lamai covered their faces as the cart came close to where they stood. They couldn’t look. They didn’t want to make eye contact with Cassie. The shame of being pulled along like a toy was overwhelmingly humiliating. Secretly, both girls were glad that it was always a foreign girl that was ***********ed for the dog exhibition and not them. And, because Cassie was not even Asian, Kwang and Lamai already knew that Cassie would be ostracized and despised by the other girls even more quickly and completely than Yong had been. Ten minutes later, the knot shrank, and the dog’s dick finally popped out. The dog’s cock was still erect. It was as long as a cucumber and the knot at the base as big as two eggs. The dog stood there panting, then bent down and licked its dick. Mongkut led the animal out. Cassie, still strapped to the cart, panted. She was wet and sloppy everywhere: belly, Venus mount, thighs, and her ass crack. Semen mixed with her pussy juices leaked from her hole and ran down her thighs. Her sex hole was open, red, and swollen. A-Wut voiced the opinion that she was born to take a dog’s dick. Cassie whimpered, “I want to go to sleep. I can’t take anymore.” But Yanmei laughed and said, “you take more.” Cassie looked over and saw that Mongkut leading the mastiff over. She realized it was going to fuck her too. Everyone saw how big the dog’s gray, red and purple cock was. Kwang and Lamai whispered to each other. They were as horrified as Cassie, staring at the big dog’s cock. Despite her fears about having to take a bigger cock, the dick hypnotized the Australian. She swiveled her head, gawking at the length and thickness of it. It was quite a bit bigger than the black dog’s dick. The shaft was so thick that Mongkut could not get his hand around it. And the knot looked as big as two lemons. The two men vied with each other making jokes about the dog’s dick. Everyone felt a sense of awe. Kwang leaned her head down on Lamai’s shoulder and kept her eyes closed. Although she had already emotionally distanced herself from Cassie, she hadn’t completely objectified her yet, and watching this dog get its big dick inside the girl horrified her. The dog began barking as it smelled Cassie’s pussy again. Mongkut got the dog in position. Cassie glanced at the faces around her. She saw looks of wonder, lust, and amazement, even on Lamai’s face, though Kwang kept her eyes closed. Cassie turned away from them and looked back over her shoulder again at the dog’s cock, huge in size and gross in appearance. Drops of slimy juice trickled from the tip. The animal bent down to sniff her ass. The scent excited the dog because it began to bark. It put its nose against her wet pussy and licked her. The dog reared up and barked again. Mongkut encouraged the dog to mount her, and it rose up on its hind legs and came over her back with its forelegs on either side of her chest. Its forelegs slid back to clasp her hips. It was ready to thrust its cock into her hole. Cassie had the dog’s head hovering by her neck. It drooled on her neck, back and shoulders. The dog now started to hunch forward trying to find the hole it had smelled. She felt the dick against her wet pussy, and then it slid up and over her anus as the dog began to hump. The dog tried again. She shuddered in nervous anticipation of the penetration, as the dog hunched forward trying to get its cock in her. But every time the big mastiff got really close to penetrating her, Mongkut pulled the dog back. He did that a few times before he let the dog get its dick in her. This got the dog really crazy, which pre-loaded more semen into its balls. Mongkut forced four false mounts, and after each one, the mastiff, crazy with the smell, strained against the choke collar. Cassie was whimpering in anticipation too, as the dog barked and whined. Mongkut yelled at Cassie to, ‘get ready.’ The dog felt its cock go into the hole; then its powerful hind quarters hunched forward. And while the black dog had stretched her hole Cassie’s vagina had to stretch open even more to take the mastiff’s bigger dick. As dog’s dick went in more, the shaft stretched her; and a few thrusts later, the dog got all of it inside her hot, wet vagina. Cassie moaned and groaned as the stretching of her vagina felt so good again. It hurt and felt good at the same time. There was so much cock and Cassie kept whimpering and groaning in a mixture of pleasure and pain. The dog pulled back and then just rammed it in. Cassie snorted and grunted feeling and sounding more animal and less and less human. It felt like it was going to come out her mouth. Then the dog started slamming its haunches - faster and faster - in and out - in and out. The fucking was brutal and deep. Cassie took the whole shaft. The dog’s rear paws would scoot forward on the floor with the force of its powerful haunches as it thrust its cock in and out of her. Her cries and moans filled the room. The dog, grunting and slobbering, really began to fuck her now. She cried out each time the dog’s haunches thrust forward and forced the cock in deep. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the dog began to hump her with short powerful strokes. Everyone but Kwang got closer to see the knot crowding her hole. Now fully engorged, the dog’s knot was as big around as a large orange. Cassie braced herself as the dog began trying to get that knot inside her. When the animal pulled back and its cock slipped out - it went back in easy as her slimy, reddened hole was really open now. The dog began humping her like a demon again. As everyone watched, the knot stretched the vaginal sphincter and popped inside. Cassie screamed. The dog’s knot stretched her vaginal sphincter to the limit. The dog soon stopped humping and just held its cock inside her. The cock throbbed, vibrated, and began discharging more and more thin, watery cum into her. Soon, a heavier, thicker load of cum would follow. Now, Cassie began cumming again. Her tits jiggled and swayed as the dog’s cock throbbed and hosed her. She was pushed into convulsive orgasms. Her mouth would open and she would croak and cry out. The dog cock kept hosing her pussy with cum - so much that it backed up and began oozing out of her tightly packed and stretched hole. The tip was up against her epicenter - completely bottomed out. The dog’s big balls now released heavy streams of thick, yellow cum. It sprayed from the tip straight into the deepest part of her hole. She could feel the hot cum inside her and it added to the sensations overwhelming her. Her vaginal contractions milked the dog’s cock rhythmically. She could feel the heat radiating from its cock. It was so hot - much hotter than a human cock. And it kept spurting and spurting. She was stretched wider and filled deeper than she had ever been in her whole life. Her vagina spasmed involuntarily and milked the thing in her hole. It was a satisfying coupling for both Cassie and the dog. One of her orgasms was a total body shaker. Kwang and Lamai looked at each other in surprise and awe. The dog spurred Cassie on several orgasms over the next ten minutes. They surged thru her loins, into her belly and down her thighs; as she screamed like a lunatic. Sweat poured off her, and she almost fainted. The dogs slimy cum flooded her hole and backed up. Her orgasm was almost continuous ever since the dog got the knot into her. The dog’s contractions finally subsided and dribbled the last drops of semen into her. Both Cassie and the dog were breathing hard. Encouraged by Mongkut, the dog finally swung its leg around to end up facing away from the cart. Again, the humiliating parade. The dog towed Cassie along like a pull toy. Mongkut got the dog to go this way and that. Cassie grunted like an animal herself. Kwang put her hand over her face again, though she knew the sight and sound would be one she’d never forget. They all waited for the knot to relax and shrink. The dog pulled back held by Cassie’s tight vaginal sphincter clutching the knot. The dog pulled harder and the knot finally popped free and slid out of her pussy. Semen drained out of her after the knot came out with a “pop.” A mixture of cum and her juices began pouring out of her stretched hole, running down the inside of her legs and splattering on the floor. After the knot came out, Cassie had spasms in her vagina for several minutes and at one point she started straining like she was trying to shit. Lamai and Kwang looked on in wonder. The dog whined and began licking its cock. Cassie sagged and put her head down on the padded surface of the cart. Mongkut and Thuanthong began applauding. The dog’s big dick still protruded from its sheath and it wagged around obscenely under its belly as Mongkut led the animal off. Cassie was a mess again from her pussy to her knees. Cum dripped from her hole. She was wet all over her Venus mount and her ass. Even her pubic hair was plastered down. She was wet all down her thighs. Yanmei got a bowl, held it just under her pussy and caught the cum that poured from her raw hole. She made Cassie lap it up, all of it, and then lick the bowl clean, as an additional act of humiliation and degradation. Nauseated, Lamai and Kwang turned away. After a while, they brought the black dog back to fuck Cassie’s asshole. Her anal sphincter was relaxed from her orgasms, and Mongkut lubed her shithole with some coconut palm oil and got the dog up on her back. This time, he guided the dog’s red dick to her pinkish-brown anus and when the tip was centered on the hole, he let the dog begin humping. The dog’s dick pressed against her anal sphincter and even though her anus was tight, it popped inside making Cassie cry out. The dog began humping her. Mongkut watched the dick penetrate up to the knot and after a moment or two the knot penetrated the tight anal sphincter. She was able to take the entire shaft and the bulbous knot in her shit-hole. The muscles in her anal sphincter relaxed enough to allow the knot into her but closed down on the shaft behind the bulb. As a result, the dog became tied to her for almost thirty minutes and continued to spasm. Cassie just hung her head and remained lost in a trance - feeling the dog’s ejaculation of hot semen into her rectum. It felt good; and she had an orgasm. The high temperature of the dog’s penis and semen had produced another hot cum. When the dog spun around to give her another tow, it was a special moment. When the erection subsided and it popped out, Yanmei told her she had done, ‘a good job’! Kwang and Lamai averted their eyes and avoided looking at her as they left, as they would continue to do in the days and weeks that followed. They weren’t as cruel and openly contemptuous as the other girls; just coldly distant and silent. Socially marginalized and isolated, the traumatized, devastated Aussie girl was left to the dogs, her trainers, and the customers. At least once a month for the next several months, Cassie was mounted to the cart and put on a show for paying customers. The new act had her wearing the slutty little girl costume, being stripped forcibly by Mongkut and Thuanthong, then strapped naked to the cart. Next they brought in the mastiff and let it fuck her. Finally she had to take the black dog’s dick in her mouth and then take the dick in her ass as a finale. This show was the biggest money maker in the bar’s history. A-Wut was a hero to his overseers. Piglet gangs, mama sans, dog carts.... Cassie had never heard of any of these things before her vacation to Thailand. But after six months in Bangkok, she was an expert. Lao Chai, the boss of the 13K Triad, sold Cassie to the Yakuza in Japan in late 2010. Life in Japan was even harder... Chapter 1 Slave in Japan Cassie tried to look out the window of the plane to see the clouds, which seemed very far off in the distance. She wished she could just fly away - beyond the clouds. Her life had taken such an unbelievably painful turn and the safe, sane life she once knew now seemed as far away as the clouds. It was just 2009 when she graduated from Sydney’s University of New South Wales. A trip to Thailand had been her gift to herself. Things spiraled out of control very quickly in Bangkok. She was robbed, tricked, and then systematically broken down and made to perform in sex shows. She did hard time as a prostitute. But the final outrage was when she was bound to a cart and fucked by a dog for the amusement of perverted Thais and tourists. Made to perform against her will by cruel Asians, she was still sweet, blonde beach girl from Newcastle, but somewhat less innocent. Her life in Australia seemed like it a dream. Then, after being a slave for nearly a year and a half, the Chinese “mama san,” Noriko, her immediate supervisor, came to her after a show and told her that she had been sold to a syndicate in Japan. Lao Chai, the boss of the 13K Triad, the owner of the brothel she worked in, sold her ass for the equivalent of five thousand Australian dollars. “You go to Japan,” Noriko told Cassie grinning. “Big Boss sold you to family in Japan.” “What will happen to me there,” Cassie asked plaintively? “You work. You working girl now,” Noriko told her. “You do good job or they have ways to fix bad girls. They not nice like me,” she said laughing. Cassie shivered. She had been subjected to mind-numbing humiliations and torture during the 18 months in Bangkok. Now, she was sitting on a jet plane between two young Japanese men who sat mute. The had barely spoken to her since they picked her up. They were two young Kobun, made men who did most of the grunt work in a Yakuza family. Both were from the lower class and one was Korean. Like many Yakuza, they had started out in high school as common street thugs. The older man, Yoshida, had been a member of a Bôsôzoku gang. The other had adopted a Japanese surname, Ito, which was the name of his Saikô-Komon (senior-mentor). Cassie felt like she wanted to cry, but she was too emotionally exhausted to do even that. The thing that caused her the most pain: she had become just a “thing”...something to be bought and sold. She prayed silently to herself that her life in Japan wouldn’t be as hard as what she had suffered through in Thailand. Little did she know. The plane landed in Tokyo and then they took a short flight to Kansai International Airport. Yoshida and Ito were all business and hustled her through the airport and then through customs. The right money had been paid to bring her under the control of Tanaka, the Oyabun (head) of the family. Cassie, who knew nothing of the language and had only visited Japan once as a teen, was lost. When the plane landed, there was a big, black sedan that whisked them to Kyoto. First, Cassie would be “inspected” by Yamamoto, the So-Honbucho, (headquarters chief) before being turned over to Noriko Maeda, “nee-san” (older sister). There were very few women in the Yakuza, but those who were had usually inherited their position as a result of marriage/widowhood. Maeda had been married to Hiro Maeda, the Wakagashira, (second-in-command) who governed several gangs in Kyoto and who had died of a coronary. She was now in charge of the lucrative prostitution racket that the family controlled in that part of Kyoto, catering to businessmen. Cassie was brought to a warehouse in an industrial district. She was hustled to a small office to appear in front of Yamamoto, the headquarters chief. He was a man in his sixties. He barely looked at Cassie when she was ushered in to his office; instead, he looked over the papers Yoshida handed him. Only after studying them, did he look at Cassie. It made her blood run cold. He looked at her as if she was a slab of Kobe beef. His eyes seemed almost reptilian. He spoke perfunctorily to her two escorts and then he dismissed them. Next, Cassie was driven to an attractive house in a residential district. As she sat in the back seat of the sedan she kept looking out at the buildings and trees. The mirrors on the telephone poles to alert another driver of a car in a narrow alley amazed her. When they arrived at the destination and Cassie was taken inside, she was impressed with the simple elegance of the place. This was the brothel, but it was very different from what she knew in Bangkok. And there is where Noriko held court. This was the Chrysanthemum House. The Japanese consider the orderly unfolding of the chrysanthemum’s petals to represent perfection and Noriko Maeda strove hard to make the house the best brothel in Kyoto. She was in her fifties and an imposing heavy-set woman. She was famous for her iron will and was highly regarded by the men of the family. She spoke some English. Around her were a small army of flunkies. Cassie was immediately impressed with the business-like atmosphere and the manner of the Japanese compared to the Thais. When Cassie was brought in to Noriko, the older woman crooked her finger at her and motioned for her to sit on a cushion on the floor in front of her. Maeda was seated at a Western style desk. “I have your file...here,” she said pointing down to papers on the desk. “Were you treated well by Yoshida San and Ito San,” she said without looking at man who stood behind Cassie against the wall. “Yes.” “Let me explain your employment here. Your contract has been purchased. I have a report of your performance in Bangkok. You will be expected to work hard here. You understand?” “Y...yes... But I...I’m Australian...Will I ever be allowed to go home,” asked Cassie with a tremor in her voice? Noriko smiled. “You may in time earn your freedom. But for now, you are a working girl. You understand?” “I...I...uh...I guess so...” “No guess. You must obey. If you do not obey, you will be punished. You understand?” “Y...yes.” Cassie now knew that she was going to be in similar straits as she had been in Bangkok. If anything, these people, the same folks who had become so dominant in international business since World War II, were going to be very hard taskmasters indeed. Chapter 2 The Handler A few moments later, a flunky escorted two men into the room. One was older, in his fifties and other was a young man in his early thirties. “This is Hayashi Sensei. He is in charge of punishment if you disobey.” Cassie stole a peek at the older man. He seemed like a nice Japanese father type or even a grandfather. He had a meek mien about him. The truth was that all the girls of the Chrysanthemum House shivered whenever his name was mentioned. The other man was young and virile...medium tall with even features. Maeda introduced him next... “This is Sato San. He is your “handler,” she said by way of introduction. “You must obey him always. If you do not, he will punish you or give you to Hayashi Sensei. You will get very hard punishment. You understand?” Cassie just kept nodding. She was overwhelmed by all of it. The flight had given her a case of jet lag. She was tired and frightened by the foreign surroundings. And Noriko Maeda had now thoroughly intimidated her. At 170 centimeters (5’7”), slim and attractive at 54 kilos (119lbs.), Cassie was what Japanese men liked: She had nicely shaped lemon-sized tits, wide hips, long legs, and a full, round bottom. Her dirty, blonde hair was thick and blunt cut at her shoulders. She had been spruced up some before she left Bangkok but her brown pubic hair had grown in fully to a high hedge, bordered by stubble. She had always trimmed it to wear a bikini when she was home. Her legs and underarms were shaved and she was wearing make-up. She felt tired and looked a little haggard, but Noriko was pleased with her. She had Cassie stand up and twirl around for them. Cassie felt naked even though she was fully clothed. Noriko then dismissed her and Sato took control of her from Yoshida and Ito. He led her upstairs to a bathroom and told her to take off her clothes. Cassie was a little embarrassed, but she had grown used to being given such orders and quickly complied. Sato watched with interest as she took off her dress and then her bra, panties, and shoes. Standing there naked, she became pliable as Sato guided/pushed her into the shower and then came in and sponged her...most embarrassing. Every now and then he would tap or slap her saying ‘move leg or bend over.’ Then after the shower two young men came in and took her to a locker room of a sorts. There were three other white women in the room. A Dutch girl, an Englishwoman, and an American. All young. They shot Cassie a look, but when Sato looked over at them, he barked something and they quickly looked away. Then, Sato came over and began running his hands over Cassie like he was feeling his goods. In his heavy accented English he told Cassie that she were his whore and repeated what Noriko said that he was her “handler.” He then handled Cassie’s breasts like he was weighing them and then he got the lips of her pussy between his fingers and tweaked, pulled, and then slipped his fingers into her. He told her that this was his “honey pot.” A man, in a lab coat, obviously a doctor, examined Cassie including internally to see if she had a coil or cap. He then inserted an IUD into her uterus. Then this doctor measured every part of her body. Cassie had all her personal measurements taken height, weight, bust, waist and hips, thigh circumference, cup size and the actual weight of her tits etc. This would be displayed on a board next to her when she was exhibited to customers. Following this, Cassie had to take the “3 Dildos”. Sato brought her over to a little stool. It looked obscene as there were three dildos mounted and pointing up - the first was 15 centimeters long (about 6”) the second one was approximately 20 centimeters (about 8”) and the biggest one was 25 centimeters in length (about 10”). Cassie had to squat down on each dildo to show what she could take. Cassie thought it strange that they wanted to see what her capacity was. She was of the opinion still that men preferred a woman who was tight but she discovered that Japanese men thought Western women had “big pussies.” So, Sato made her try and get two biggest dildos into her cunt. He had to use some persuasion, as Cassie had a narrow and somewhat shallow vagina. It was very disagreeable, but she got the second one to go inside her cunt. However, she could only get¾ of the monster-sized one inside her tight pussy. After the humiliation of the three dildos, Cassie was given something to drink which, in a very short time, had her running for the bathroom and Satochuckling and saying things like, “now you be clean inside.” Finally Sato led Cassie into another room. The brothel had a policy that if you were to get the whip or the cane you were taken to the room where there was a wall with hooks and hanging on them were various punishment tools, like whips, tawses and canes. Just standing there looking at the cruel instruments and realizing what they were, almost made Cassie wet herself. To drum home the message that she was to obey, Sato made her stand with her hands behind her head, fingers interlocked and her legs apart. Cassie had to remain in position, if she closed her legs or took her hands down from behind her head, Sato told her that she would get “extra punishment.” He ***********ed a whip with nine leather thongs, each as thin as a shoelace. He began whipping Cassie on her back and buttocks. It hurt like hell, especially when the tips hit the sides of her tits. She jumped up and down with the pain and tried to resist the temptation to take her hands down to protect her tits or just to be able to rub and soothe them. Also, when Sato whipped her butt, he flicked the whip so it would whip up between her legs and the tips of the whip came up and struck her pussy lips and mound. He was successful at making Cassie drop her hands to protect herself; and close her legs to protect her pussy too. After her “punishment” he took her back into the side room where the whips and canes were kept and again displayed the sweaty soaked whip he had just beaten her with. He made her kiss it and then thank him for administering her punishment. Her punishment for dropping her hands when he told her not to and closing her legs: she would have hot, chili oil applied to her pisshole and her asshole . The chili oil treatment was very humiliating for her. The flunkies laid her on a bench, pulled her legs open wide and Sato applied the hot oil with a cotton swab. When she was released she jumped around with her pussy and asshole on fire. So, ended Cassie’s first day at the brothel. Chapter 3 The System Chrysanthemum House did not stand out from its neighbors to any great degree. You had to know the address, but a steady stream of knowledgeable businessmen in suits quietly began showing up every day starting at midday. The wealthier businessmen would arrange to view the available whores who were exhibited on the “auction block.” This was a little raised platform and each girl had her measurements on a little board that hung around her neck or were listed in a name tag sized card clipped to a nipple, which by itself was very humiliating. These customers would then *********** a girl. When they picked Cassie, they could take her into a private room to enjoy her charms at their leisure. The other set-up was “The Plank” a wooden beam 9 meters long (30’) and a meter (3’) off the floor. Along with the other women in the house, Cassi was bent forward over this bar, hands secured on one side and her feet on the other with her legs apart. This was for “Salary Men,” the workaday wage earners. These wage slaves, in their obligatory suit and tie, who all seemed to have pinched, nervous faces, and whose only relief was drinking, karaoke and mahjongg, would come in and, like robots, pay the asking price. Then, giggling, they would be ushered into the room where the women were bound. The would be shown the position behind a woman commensurate with the price they paid, unzip, drop their trousers and shorts to fuck the woman from behind and or go around the other side for oral sex. Flunkies would wash the girls after each customer or use a cloth to wash their faces after they had given a customer oral. Sato always carried this little whippy stick with him and he was a cruel taskmaster as the harder he worked Cassie and his other whores the more money he made (he got a percentage from Chrysanthemum House.) The brothel had a collection of five white women, three Koreans, two Thais, one Filipina and one Hmong. Sato “ran” the five white women and one of the Koreans. There was a second handler, an overweight pig-faced man named Watanabe ran the rest of the women (being non-white they were considered inferior). The white women commanded a premium price and it was a special day for a salary man when he could fuck one of them. When Cassie and the other girls were bent over the wooden beam to “perform,” Sato would still insist they get into the right posture for the paying customers which meant getting their butts up high so that their pussies could be seen from behind. Cassie was worked hard and there was always someone to wipe or wash her down after one client so she was ready for the next. If it was a busy period the flunkies would also give the girls a drink and sometimes something to eat while still tied over the Plank. One time Cassie had to go to the toilet so bad and a flunky bought a kidney-shaped stainless steel dish and put it between her legs for her to urinate into and then washed her. He gave her a drink and a rice cake to eat while she was still tied over the Plank. Sato and Watanabe were also very strict about how their girls sucked off the customers. Cassie was shown how to behave when giving oral. When the client approached she was not supposed to just open her mouth but to purse her lips so that her mouth looked like a pussy and the guy could squeeze his cock between her pursed lips for an additional thrill. Then when the man ejaculated, depending on what he had paid, Cassie had to hold the sperm in her mouth and show it to Sato. When the client moved away a flunky would bring over a small dish for her to spit into. If the customer had paid more, Cassie had to open her mouth to show the load and, when told to, to swallow. Even after her terrible time in Bangkok, Cassi found it humiliating to be humped in front of others and have cum dripping from her pussy. She was having sex with men from lunch time until the wee hours of the morning with Sato and the flunkies watching. It reaffirmed her worst fears that she had been reduced to a “thing” and would never again be a person. All the girls slept in a kind of dormitory with no privacy at all. Altogether, Cassie averaged a dozen men a day. This didn’t include Sato. He had access to all six of “his” women. Usually one or two of his whores would be in his room at night and also at times during the day when they were not actually working. One thing he liked to do was to lecture his girls as to how they should be working hard for him. He would make them sit on the floor facing him legs crossed and he would tell them how they must work harder; and would slap their face as he talked or take their nipples between his fingers and pull and twist them to emphasize his point. Then he would say, “You want to please me - yes?” Usually, he would open his robe and Cassie or one of the other women would get up onto his lap and sit astride his cock and he’d fuck them. He also had a padded cushion and he would point to it and Cassie or one of the other girls would be expected to lay back on it and spread their legs open wide. Then he would get on top and fuck them. He liked to say, “ippai dasuyo” (I'm gonna shoot a lot.) One of the two American girls, a slim, busty brunette named Vickie, had to take up position on the cushion for him one day and she didn't open her legs enough to please him so he called for the flunkies who brought a crude wooden thing... a big block of wood in a “V” shape which had spikes sticking out of the sides and told Vickie to get her legs open wide and then they put the block between her legs so she had to lay back with her legs WIDE apart to learn her lesson. Even with her legs spread wide the spikes dug into her tender inner thighs painfully. The next time Vickie went back on the cushion she willingly spread very wide indeed. The other humiliating thing was that when a girl was menstruating Sato would make her drink a kind of milk shake instead of food and this made her have a violent bowel movement. It was very unpleasant and humiliating. The drink was made from various herbs, seaweed, and soy milk. It was a powerful laxative and purgative and after a girl had drunk the obligatory two liters, it went to work very quickly. Soon, she would be begging to be allowed to use the toilet, which was not the Western style toilet, but the kind where you had to squat. The laxative was necessary because, when a girl was on her period, Chrysanthemum House sold her ass for anal sex; and Japanese men are quite fastidious about a woman having a clean rectum for such activities. The first time Cassie saw a woman protest, it was Jillian, a willowy English blonde in her mid-twenties. She refused the “milkshake” and Sato had the flunkies strap her into a kind of high chair and force-feed her. Cassie, strangely, found the forced-feeding arousing – seeing that done to a woman. It reminded her of a TV program she saw once as a child, where a zookeeper fed a stubborn python the same way. As Cassie watched mesmerized, the flunkies gagged Jillian with a rubber bulb. Holes had been drilled in the bulb and it was connected to a tube which in turn was attached to a bag. The flunkies filled the bag with the unpleasant “milkshake.” When one of them released the clamp on the tube, gravity did the rest. The bulb in Jillian’s mouth filled up with the liquid and began draining instantly. The holes in the bulb made it impossible for her to stop the flow with her tongue. She either had to try and clamp down on the bulb to stop it from draining or swallow. But when she bit down with any force on the bulb more liquid was forced out and she had no choice but to swallow. There was nothing she could do to prevent her from swallowing - whether she wanted to or not. It was humiliating and unpleasant. One of the flunkies massaged her throat as she struggled with the bulb in her mouth. The next time she had her period, Cassie refused her “milkshake.” So, Sato had her force-fed. The experience really disturbed her. She struggled bound like a child in her chair and even lost control of her bladder, earning more punishment. But in the end, she drank two full liters of the disagreeable milkshake. Being controlled that way released something deep in her psyche. Every heterosexual woman has a favorite way she likes to take cock. Some women like it in their pussies. Some like it in their assholes. And some women like taking it in the mouth. Over the months she was in Bangkok, Cassie was humiliated to discover that being made to suck the cocks of strange men and swallow their semen aroused her, despite the fact that she found it mostly repulsive. The ultimate was either being forced to kneel and take piss right from a man’s cock or to have her mouth be the receptacle for the heavy, watery ejaculation which came from a dog’s dick - which never seemed to end. In Bangkok, Cassie had been forced to suffer both. After nearly a month of this mind-numbing routine, Cassie was a zombie. If Cassie did not work hard enough Sato beat her. She was allowed to socialize a little with the other girls and learned that the four other white girls had all come to Japan on “entertainment” contracts that turned out to be something other than what they expected. The “brown” girls had all been shanghaied in their own countries and sold to the Yakuza. Cassie got close to Vickie, the American and Greta a somber, Dutch girl just 21 years old, a student like Cassie had been. She had come to Japan on a visa and soon found herself in the clutches of men who knew her value. She had very big tits, a DD cup on a fairly slender frame. She was the first one who told Cassie about the “parties.” Chrysanthemum House organized gatherings for business men and their favored employees. It was famous in Kyoto for this alone. The bar and food tab could run into astronomical figures, but these men and their companies could afford it. Most of the girls were made to perform in “shows.” The favored routine involved bukkake; and then fucking by the most favored employees. What Greta told Cassie was that most of shows were, “truly disgusting”... “you can’t imagine” sorts of things. Cassie, who had been harnessed to a trolley in a “dog show” in Bangkok, knew just how disgusting and nasty a sex show could be. She found a kindred spirit in Greta. The two often huddled together, thick as thieves. And after a month, Cassie was put into a show. Chapter 4 Mr. Endo’s Party The big boss, Mr. Endo, wanted to celebrate his company’s good fortune. His privately held firm was one of the bigger suppliers to the Japanese auto industry. His top sales team had secured a major order, so Mr. Endo planned a special night out. He had his number one man arrange with Noriko Maeda for a “special dinner” at Chrysanthemum House. On Endo’s guest list were his top engineers, the marketing department heads and the sales team. Maeda would provide all the food and the liquor. She contracted with a top chef and brought him and his staff to take care of the comestibles. Poor Cassie was to be the featured performer. Sato made sure she was rested and brought some stylists to the house to do her hair and make-up. He only told Cassie that she was to be the evening’s “entertainment” and that her time in Bangkok had prepared her for well. Cassie’s stomach did flip flops when she heard that. That evening Endo and his team arrived and were seated. This was the big room and the seating was in a big “U” shape facing a small stage. Four of Watanabe’s girls served sake and brandy and many toasts were offered. Appetizers were presented, and then the courses of food were brought out with great fanfare. The chef made an appearance after each course to take a bow. After the last course, as coffee was being served, a flunky took to the stage and read from a card. He thanked them for their gracious presence and then announced the “show.” The gist of what he said might be translated as follows: “Tonight, the assassins capture the pretty blonde girl and show her true nasty side. She is tortured in the best ways and made to obey the men.” The flunky exited stage right; the lights dimmed and then Cassie lurched onto the stage, captured by a small spotlight. She was dressed like a school girl: a little white sailor blouse with pink neckerchief, navy blue skirt, navy knee-socks, and shiny black penny loafers. Her hair was in a ponytail, and her make-up made her look like a fresh teen. Many of them men in the audience applauded, but quite a few just watched intently. Cassie had been told to just do as she was directed. Sato came out dressed in black and wearing a mask. He was accompanied by a host of flunkies similarly attired. Sato barked something at Cassie and she just froze. He then motioned to the flunkies and they seized Cassie. They stripped her, but not completely; and she didn’t resist too much. She behaved like a frightened school girl. As the flunkies pulled up her blouse and yanked her bra up to expose her tits, the heat in the audience began to rise. Following this, they pulled up her skirt and pulled down her cotton panties and yanked them off. Soon she was standing there with her tits out, in just her knee socks, her skirt and her shoes. When she protested or showed any signs of resistance, Sato slapped her face, eliciting yelps of excitement from the men in the audience. After this, Sato turned her this way and that, flipping up her skirt to display her crotch and ass to the audience, who ‘oohed’ and ‘aahed’ appropriately with every move. Then another man came out dressed in red and wearing a red devil mask. This was Hayashi. Sato, as the Dark Lord, turned the pretty white girl over to the Red Devil. Hayashi was an expert in kinbaku (rope suspension bondage), a Japanese specialty. The flunkies assisted and he tied Cassie slowly and methodically in the sakuranbo .Known as “tying up the cherry” - tying the female bottom in such a way that emphasizes the vaginal area. Her arms were tied behind her back - the rope going above and below her breasts and around her upper arms with her forearms bound on top of each other and her wrists tied together. Then Hayashi hung her. She was suspended standing on her toes with her arms bound behind her back with rough hemp rope and her own body weight putting pressure on her crotch. Her skirt was caught in the ropes so she was naked from the waist down. Forced to stand on her toes to keep her pussy and asshole from suffering, she soon tired and lowered herself, allowing the ropes to dig into her crotch again. After hanging for a time, the pressure numbed her tender girl parts; and it became impossible to remain still. When she moved it released the pressure and the circulation was restored, but this produced a ‘pins & needles’ kind of pain. After a brief but painful rest, Cassie got up on her toes again, repeating the cycle of fatigue and pain. Rope between her legs soon made her sensitive flesh raw. Her own movement caused the rope to punish her. Men drank and watched this expert torture the innocent looking white girl. It was hypnotizing. Hayashi had tied knots in the rope so that they rubbed Cassie’s clitoris and anus. As she squirmed and writhed, the knots drove her crazy. She soon began begging and sobbing...begging for relief. She offered herself sexually if the Red Devil would release her. He ignored her and increased her suffering by attaching strong clamps to her nipples while she was suspended. This soon had her crying like a baby. He bent down and whispered to her in English that if she begged loud enough, he would release her. She soon humiliated herself totally by saying she would, “do anything” if they would release her. The men in the audience found this very exciting... Hayashi released her only to bind her again. This time in the classic kômon sarashi shibari (anus rope). He began by tying a simple knot at the level of her clitoris. He brought the rope between her legs and up in-between her butt cheeks. He then tied another knot about 10 centimeters ( 4”) above her asshole. He pulled up and tied off the waist rope; then he brought the two ends around to the front to thread them through the two vertical ropes making a perfect diamond shape and then around to her buttocks. Flunkies forced her down on all fours... Hayashi grabbed the two ropes between the knots and pulled- making a beautiful presentation of Cassie’s asshole. The audience began clapping wildly at this display and his skill and artistry. With her anus on cruel display, Hayashi then produced a thin cane. He stood over her and tapped her on her buttocks. Then, he began to strike her on the tight “starfish” of her anus. He made her push herself open each time to fully dilate her shit hole; and only then did he hit the tender orifice with the cane to land with a sickening ‘thud’ on her shitter. Each blow made Cassie gasp or moan and the men in the audience, seeing a master at work, clapped, and whistled. He tapped her with the cane on a cheek to let her know he wanted her “open” and she obediently pushed her asshole open to receive the next blow. Every time he hit her, she yelped or groaned. The men in the audience began to yell, “kampai” each time the cane landed! When she was delirious with anguish, he asked her if she was ready to suck cock and she said, “YES!” This was the signal for her to be presented to Endo’s men for a bukkake session. A screen was hauled out and the flunkies made a little alcove. An announcement was made and Sato and Hayashi got Cassie on her knees. Then Endo’s men began lining up. One by one, they took out their cocks and began jerking off on her face. She was made to open her mouth and take their discharge. Sato stood behind her and held her head up and told her when to open her mouth or to take a cock in her mouth. As each man began to jerk off and huffing and puffing reach his precious moment, Cassie was sprayed and slimed until her face was barely recognizable. Her blouse and scarf, up around her neck, and her bra, down around her waist, were soon soiled too. Sato periodically wiped up some of the semen running down her face to present it to her to swallow. Some men got their full ejaculate right in her mouth. Others spurted wildly and got it all over her face and even her hair. Her make-up was soon a mess and there was semen everywhere. Cassie became very submissive as this rape of her mouth was a disturbing and powerful experience. She took cocks into her mouth as well and was compelled to run her tongue over the cock heads and the undersides as well as sliding her tongue all along the shafts. Sato made sure she licked their piss holes after they’d cum to get the last drop of semen. She coughed, gagged, and struggled not to vomit. This only served to heighten the deeply masochistic feelings that threatened to overwhelm her. This went on for more than 30 minutes until nearly every man in the room had his turn, even the flunkies. She swallowed a half cup of sticky, salty semen. It was the ultimate oral rape... After this another course of desserts were brought out. More sake and more hard liquor were poured. The next act was almost ready and this one had the Dark Lord and the Red Devil masturbating Cassie. They unleashed yubizeme (finger attack) and their forced, rapid, violent finger stimulation of her pussy caused an eventual shameful and uncontrollable shiofuki (female ejaculation).Working on her methodically, with her on her back on a bench, they finger fucked her until she had two shamingshiofuki. She came so violently, that when her she stopped spurting her juice, she even began pissing. It was quite spectacular. After this, Cassie was bound on her hands and knees, like a naughty pony on a low platform. A screen was provided and Endo’s men were invited to step up and fuck the white school girl who obviously had a hot pussy. And, doggy style, they did fuck her hard. By this time Cassie was so hot, she came more than once, causing her more emotional pain. The men laughed at how she was behaving. They mocked her in Japanese, and even though she didn’t understand what they were saying she knew what they meant. Men held onto her by her hipbones and fucked her hard. As they worked her over, she began sweating. The room was hot with all the bodies in the room and the men were sweating too. Her make-up was now a mess and tendrils of her pretty blonde hair hung in sweaty, messy clumps. As each man came in her pussy, it soon became a swamp of semen and her own secretions. A thick white ring of “fuck cream” was all over her swollen labia and the opening to her hole. When it got too nasty, one of the salesmen retrieved her cotton panties and wiped her pussy clean. Then, he and a comrade made a big display of shoving the soiled garment into Cassie’s mouth to gag her. Cassie found it very humiliating, as she was being treated as a common “cum dump.” When everyone who wanted a turn had his opportunity, there was a lull in the festivities. It was time for the next part of the show. Chapter 5 The Sea Cucumbers A flunky made an announcement that it was time for a new indignity to be visited on the hapless white girl. They bound her on her back on a bench as another gofer brought out a wooden bucket. It contained a half dozen squirming warty sea cucumbers (namako). As big as a cucumber they were named for, when Sato reached in, pulled out a nice fat one and held it up, Cassie recoiled in horror. Two flunkies stood off the side and, like an abbreviated Greek chorus, began making observations for the audience. They reminded the audience that sea cucumbers can loosen and tighten their bodies, and if the creature wanted to squeeze through a small gap, it could essentially liquefy its tubular shaped body and pour itself into a tight space. To keep itself safe in a crevice or a crack, a sea cucumber can then hook up all the collagen fibers in its body to make itself hard and firm so it can’t be extracted from a hole by its enemies. Hayashi then rubbed a water based gel all over Cassie’s sex lips and around her hole. Next, Sato brought the cucumber down to the Australian girl’s pussy to cheers from the audience. Hayashi then reached down and pulled apart the “wings” of her pussy. Following this, Sato brought the “head” of the leathery cucumber down to Cassie’s gaping pussy. He got the creature’s “head” right up against the opening; and with a twist he shoved the head in. The audience watched amazed as the creature then wriggled and squirmed all the way into Cassie’s vagina in the most erotic way. Cassie moaned feeling the slippery, slimy, sausage shaped thing slither all the way into her and begin squirming all around inside her sex hole. “Uh….OHH….GOD,” she moaned. The men stared at her crotch as the creature was GONE. It had slithered all the way up inside her. Many of the men again got erections as they watched this obscene spectacle. Sato then picked up another cucumber. This one was bigger and even more grotesque looking. He got its head at her vaginal opening and then it too slinked and slid into her hole in the most erogenous way. All the way inside until it had disappeared in her pussy and could not be seen. Cassie’s eyes seemed to bulge out of her head as she had been bound and violated in the most unbelievable way. She kept moaning and crying out that, “It feels bad.” The flunkies then went on, “The Dark Lordwill stimulate the creatures with the electric wand.” As they said this, Sato produced a “violet wand.” It was a hand-held, plastic and glass device which housed a high voltage electrical transformer plugged directly into a wall outlet. Sato worked the intensity level controller and the tip then glowed and sparked “purple.” “The namako will be frightened and become very hard,” the flunkies announced to the audience. Cassie groaned, as Sato brought the tip of the glass close to Cassie’s pussy and touched it briefly to her clitoris. Cassie thrashed violently in her bonds, but there was little she could do. When he got the tip at the opening of her cunt, he worked it inside a bit and pushed the ‘on’ button. The shock felt very unpleasant to Cassie and she also felt the two creatures began struggling furiously inside her hole. They squirmed and wriggled in a crazed way. Frightened, they swelled up, twisted, and turned and, in the process, wedged themselves tight into Cassie’s vagina. As they did so, they began to fill her to capacity... At this, Sato put his hand on Cassie’s Venus mount, pointed at it for the benefit of the audience, as if to say, ‘look what I did’ and then he slapped her pussy making Cassie groan. It was something for Endo’s men to see. It was so erotic watching the white girl wriggling—her hips and ass humping up and down as the creatures swelled up and squirmed inside her. Sato brought the wand down two more times. Each time it made the sea cucumbers inflate and balloon up until they had reached their maximum warty size. The effect on Cassie was not to be believed... When the two cucumbers had stretched her pussy to the maximum and beyond, only then did Sato produce a Hitachi wand, a vibrator. He used that on her labia and clitoris and soon, with her vagina so tightly packed that it hurt, the vibrator made her cum. And then cum again. The men yelled, “kampai” once again as Sato seemed to be able to make her have an orgasm at will. One man turned to his comrade and said, “See, she’s a slut. Look at how she cums even duringjyu-kan.” (bestiality) When it came time to remove the sea slugs from poor Cassie’s pussy, they brought out a douche` bag filled with a solution of lye soap and shoved the nozzle up her pussy. When the creatures were doused and felt the soap, they exited her pussy so fast it made everyone watching laugh. After this, the party wound down. They auctioned off Cassie’s bra and soiled panties and both items fetched a pretty price. Chapter 6 The Boss’s Party Fumio Tanaka, the Oyabun of the Aizukotetsu-kai, had an obligation to keep his troops happy and periodically he paid to wine, dine, and entertain his men. Since his family owned Chrysanthemum House, it was inevitable he’d bring his men there. He booked a party two weeks after Cassie had performed for Mr. Endo’s men. After that party, Cassie came to the conclusion that although the bulk of the house’s business was simple sucking and fucking, she was working in a “BDSM House” and special parties were on the bill. She now realized that she had been bought from the 13K Triad in Bangkok because she had been “trained” for rough sex shows. She reflected sadly on her destiny. ‘I’m going to be a hand puppet again. What will they do to me now,’ she worried. When Sato told Cassie she would be working another party, she groaned inwardly. She didn’t say anything, not wanting to earn herself any more punishment. She commiserated with Greta, who had spent her time as a performer at such events. “Oh, God, Greta. I can’t imagine what they’ll do to me,” she sniffled. “I hope it’s not too gross.” “I hear some talk that they’re going to bring in an animal,” Greta said. “Really? Oh, God, not that. I absolutely hate that,” Cassie said. “They did that to me in Bangkok.” Once again, she was dressed and made up as a young teen in a school uniform. Sato played the role of the Dark Lord and Hayashi the Red Devil. Cassie vowed to control her emotions and endure, but she was sickened that her life in Japan was turning out to be no better than what she had suffered through in Thailand. The Yakuza boss was a tough guy who managed other tough guys. The party was going to be rougher than Cassie’s first party. They pushed her out onto the little stage and Cassie looked out to see who was in the audience but couldn’t see a lot as they had already dimmed the lights. She wondered what sort of men they were... And then, it began. Sato as the Dark Lord came out and began “abusing” the little white school girl. He was soon joined by Hayashi, once again the Red Devil. They had the flunkies partially strip Cassie and then they bound her with her arms secured behind her back. She was going to receive the “hugging the stones” torture (ishidaki). This was a traditional torture going back to Edo period, the time of the Shoguns. A dear time in history and one that was particularly meaningful for men of the Yakuza. As Cassie was prepared, there was a significant murmur of approval from the men in the audience. She was made to kneel on a small platform topped with sharp edged wooden triangular bars. Forced to kneel on this cruel board - as the sharp edges dug into the front of her calves, the pain became agonizing and intolerable very quickly. Cassie cringed as Hayashi and Sato lugged over stone slabs; each weighed 10 kilos (22 lbs.). Sato placed one on top of her thighs. Then Hayashi added his stone to her burden. The pressure on her knee joints added to the agony she felt in her lower legs. The position stretched the tendons and ligaments in her joints to the limit and fretted her nerves to the maximum. She felt it in her ankles too. It soon became an insufferable ordeal. Cassie writhed and her head lolled from side to side as the pain built. She perspired heavily and it dripped down her face, neck, and tits to land on the heavy stone in her lap. Hayashisoon added a third slab. Cassie groaned as this additional weight made her whine and mewl like a cat being strangled. The men in the audience could see heart-shaped buttocks spread invitingly and if one looked carefully… the brown pucker of her asshole. Sato added a fourth slab to Cassie’s lap. Then Hayashi produced ashimoto(bamboo whip) and swished it thru the air catching her attention. She whined as the Red Devil got ready to hurt her with it. Combining two tortures was very common in the old days... She saw his black eyes in his mask as he took a position behind to beat her. The sound of the bamboo hitting her buttocks resounded thru the room. Cassie bit her lip in pain and cried out each time he hit her. Each time he hit her, the men could hear the hissing intake of breath from her after the split ends of the bamboo made a wet noise as it marked her flesh. After several blows Cassie began screaming. Hayashi began raining a continuous rain of blows across both butt cheeks. The blows left both cheeks raw. Apart from her squeals and cries and murmurs from the men in the audience - the only sound was the rapid tattoo of the bamboo as the Red Devil beat her. Each fast, sharp blow made her react. In between squealing, she sobbed uncontrollably to wet her tits with her tears. Hayashi beat her until her flesh was so raw, she wouldn’t be able to wear panties for two days without crying. Finally, he stopped. Her eyes were closed and her chest heaved as she sucked air into her lungs. “Oh God...Oh GOD,” she babbled. She shuddered when another slab was added; then gave a strangled cry and fainted. Sato revived her with smelling salts. Hayashi waited a moment and then dumped a sixth slab on her thighs. With 50 kilos (110 lbs.) on her, almost as much as she weighed…the torment was indescribable and she fainted again. Sato had to revive her again. After this, they released her and Sato presented her to the audience. Cassie looked out at the sea of men. Some had taken off their shirts and tied them around their waists. She saw that they were covered with tattoos everywhere. When Yakuza men were among their own kind, they often remove their shirts or opened them up and tied them around their waists. This allowed them to display their full-body tattoos to each other. This was one of the few times that Yakuza members displayed their tattoos, as they normally kept them concealed in public with long-sleeved and high-necked shirts. It was a badge of honor. These were rough men and Sato, holding Cassie by her elbow, turned to her, and said, “Are you ready for me to throw you to the wolves?” Cassie looked at the hard faces staring at her, groaned, gulped, and closed her eyes. Sato pushed her off the stage and into the clutches of the men closest to her. Over the next hour, they used her like a doll. She was pushed into various positions: on her back, on all fours and standing, holding onto her ankles. Men shoved their cocks into her mouth for her to suck and unceremoniously rammed their dicks into her pussy. In between fucks and gagging on cocks, they worked on her with the Hitachi wand, keeping her on the boil. It was all a blur as they relieved themselves of their lusts, using the slim blonde girl to the fullest. When they were done, Cassie lay on a table, on her back, staring at the ceiling, her mind a blank. Her thighs opened and closed revealing a rivulets of semen drooling from her swollen, reddened hole. There was semen all over her cheeks, nose, and mouth. She had been ridden hard and put up wet, to be sure. Some men had her twice. Thirty-two men fucked her more than 50 times in her pussy and 12 times in her asshole. She was shamed totally because she had several orgasms as she was raped and sodomized. Her cries and moans left no doubt that she received pleasure from her debasement. The experience was very intense and overwhelming - something out of hell. She had been tested, once again, to her limits as a woman. She lay on the table in a puddle of semen; her legs splayed wide; her pussy purple, swollen and gaping open; her breasts bruised and showing bite marks; her nipples swollen obscenely... She stared vacantly at the ceiling as she lay there exhausted. She heard men laughing and joking - she felt someone pulling her up and, staggering, she was led backstage. But the evening wasn’t over... Chapter 7 The Black Pony Sato, Hayashi, and the flunkies had wheeled out a contraption onto the stage. One of them came and got Cassie and dragged her away. A while later she appeared on stage again. Sato had given her some brandy and popped an Amyl nitrate under her nose to revive her. They had stripped her of whatever clothes she still had on and brought her over to the contraption. It was a rack with a chair underneath. They strapped her to the chair. Then the two Greek chorus flunkies got into position and a gong was heard. They began to read from a card, and this got most of the men, sitting down again. That is those who weren’t playing oicho-kabu, a card game popular among Yakuza members. Now that Cassie was back on stage, they were mildly curious as to what divertissement was next. Boss Tanaka, who sat like a king apart, smiled as he knew what he had ordered as a finale`. Then, there was a commotion, and everyone turned to look. The Red Devil was leading a little pony, a small stallion with a smooth black coat, about half the size of a horse. These were bred in Japan in the old days to haul coal in the mines. They were twice as strong as a horse, but only weighed about 150 kilos (330 lbs.).Sato took the bridle from Hayashi. When Cassie saw the pony, her hand went to her mouth and she bit her knuckle. Her mind was racing and she began whimpering in fear. Sato brought the pony to the rack. He and the flunkies got it to rear up and get its front legs over the top rung. Then, they ran a thick leather strap over the pony’s back to strap the animal to the rig. It was now mounted on the contraption and its haunches were dangerously close to Cassie’s face. A flunky brought out a sealed container. What it contained was a rag with the urine from a mare in heat. When the boy climbed up on the rig, opened the container and shoved the rag under the pony’s nose, the pony snorted and whinnied. It smelled the mare and that’s when the beast’s cock dropped. It was mottled pink and black in color and soon hung down until it seemed like it would touch the ground. But as everyone watched, it sprang up as if it were on a spring and Cassie’s eyes flew open. It happened so quickly that it was almost comical. But it startled the blonde girl strapped to the chair who was, in effect, underneath the animal. Hayashi then brought out a sheath. It was made of leather and a flunky attached it to a collar that allowed it to move up or down on the horizontal bar that separated Cassie in the chair from the pony’s haunches. By now, every man in the audience had stopped what they were doing and were now watching, with great interest, as the scene unfolded. Card games stopped, men came back from the men’s rooms, and took their seats. It seemed everyone put their drink down on the tables to see what was developing. Hayashi and Sato had prepared well. Supervising the flunkies, the Dark Lord and the Red Devil had one boy adjust the sheath so that it was now pointing towards Cassie’s face, or more accurately, her mouth. And the boy with the rag again shoved it under the pony’s nose. The animal reacted and the rack shook a little as it tried to move or get down from the rack, but it was not to be. Its rear hooves were resting on a shelf that had been designed to keep the animal stationary. And its front legs were immobilized by being over the upper horizontal bar. The strap kept the pony from backing up or getting off the contraption. It’s cock was now monstrous in size. A full 36 centimeters long (14”) the shaft, close to the head, was no thicker than a man’s cock, but the head was as big as a golf ball. It was already drooling a thin white cream. Another flunky guided the animal’s penis into the leather sheath and as soon as it felt the tight glove around its organ, it began thrusting. Just as it did so, Sato slid Cassie’s chair, mounted on rails, forward so that her mouthwash right there when the animal thrust its haunches forward. The pony’s smell was very strong and she felt overwhelmed by the combination of sights and sensations, as well as the sheer depravity of the situation. Struck dumb, she could only stare... Sato barked at her to open her mouth and brought her out of her trance. She hesitated for only a moment, because it was hard for her to open her mouth for such a monstrous organ. The head was twitching and looked so big and alien. Whimpering, she submitted and took the obscene cockhead in her mouth. The pony, feeling the glove tight sheath on its shaft and Cassie’s mouth engulfing the sensitive head of its cock, began to hump. The little stallion pulled back its haunches only a little as the adjusted its pelvic thrusts to the available friction. As the pony humped, the sheath slid up and down its thick shaft following the pony’s thrusting motion. Cassie held the animal’s golf-ball sized head in her mouth and sucked. When the cock suddenly popped out of her mouth, Sato barked at her to get it in her mouth again and Cassie could see the gross urethral opening of the pony’s cock winking open and closed - open and closed. As she got it back in her mouth, in the next moment...she was flooded. The pony began to whinny and ejaculate at the same time, and its balls began to empty and fill Cassie’s mouth with a huge torrent of cum. There was so much it seemed to drown her. The first spurts were thin and watery, but as the animal continued to ejaculate, the continuing torrents were thick and gelatinous like glue. Sato kept his hand on the back of her head so that she kept her mouth on the animal’s cock to receive all the semen. There was a lot and she just kept swallowing and swallowing it, but as the beast kept spurting, it filled her mouth faster than she could gulp it down. Some dribbled from the corners of her mouth and dripped down onto her tits. She gasped for breath, through her nose, as the hot fuck-slime filled her mouth faster than she could swallow. The overflow of the pony’s hot discharge continued to slop from her mouth down onto her chin, neck and even her tits. As the pony continued to ejaculate, Cassie was dimly aware of the excited murmurs and comments from the flunkies as well as the men in the audience. Her cheeks ballooned and she gagged as there was so much. She struggled not to vomit. Ropes of horse jism hung from her chin. The flunkies grinned, laughed, and pointed at her. She had swallowed most of the thin, milky cum and the gelatinous cream, but she had gotten messy in the process. She felt a little sick to her stomach from her forced feeding, but it also felt “sexual.” When Sato took his hand from the back of her head, Cassie looked like she was going to vomit. He told her to get control of herself. But, she had swallowed a lot of horse cum and the fishy taste and gluey texture made her feel sick. With one hand covering her face and the other cradling her belly, she struggled to control the urge to vomit. The thought that a horse had cum in her mouth was strangely arousing. And the shame of having this forced on her in front of so many aroused her as well. She was strongly aware of the men whooping, laughing, and mocking her. She didn’t understand Japanese, but the intent was so very clear. One of them yelled at her that she was a “white fuck pig.” Finally the pony seemed to be done. She felt like a rag after having been forced to do something so depraved. She had become very accustomed to having someone take control of her body and make her do depraved things. Of course, the program called for her to be fucked by the pony. The contraption was designed so that a harness could be added to suspend her beneath the animal. When they got Cassie perched under the pony in just the right position, the flunky with the urine soaked rag, got it once again under the pony’s nose and the reaction was immediate. It got another erection. The animal’s cock was rubbery and waving around. When it got a whiff of the sex odor, it cock stiffened and got was fully erect in a flash. Rigid, as it moved as much as the contraption permitted, it hooves could be heard clomping on the shelf and it cock was heard as it slapped against its belly. Cassie heard it too. Sato grabbed her by her hair and made her look at it. Now fully erect, the head of its cock seemed to be as big as a plum, and the monstrous shaft as long as her forearm from fist to elbow. She knew that any moment she was going to have that humongous dick inside her and she got worried it would tear her vagina. This emotion added to the excitement and shame she was feeling. All of this propelled her to new depths of masochistic submission. She craned her head forward and, wide-eyed, stared at the animal’s big phallus. The little stallion, on its hind legs with its forelegs over the upper bar, was ready to cum again; ready to thrust its cock into a warm, wet hole. The stallion’s cock had stopped slapping its cock against its belly and it hunched forward trying to find the pussy it had smelled. That’s when Hayashi and the flunkies got its cock into her. Hayashi grabbed its cock and Sato made Cassie spread her legs wide which made her pussy gape open; and hold onto the harness suspending her with both hands. Cassie felt the cock head touch her pussy. With Hayashi’s help, it got its cock head at her sex-hole; then the pony thrust its powerful hindquarters and drove the cock in. Inside now, the animal began humping, pushing her back. And while her sex-hole had been opened, the muscles of her vagina had to stretch a lot to take the animal’s dick. As it dilated her, and the head slid inside her warm, wet cavern, Cassie groaned loudly. The opening of the vaginal sphincter and the stretching of her pussy tube was an eye-watering experience. And she was only able to take about two-thirds of the mammoth cock in her cunt. The big head plowed in, touched her cervix, and went deeper into the pocket at the end of her cunt - stretching her totally. She felt a combination of pain and pleasure. She tried to pull back when she felt the pony trying to force more inside, but there was nowhere to go. There was so much cock inside her and as it reached bottom, she cried out. The penetration was mind-boggling and she groaned so loud that it made the audience react. The massive cock stretched her sex hole to the max. Then the pony pulled out, giving her a chance to catch her breath, but the respite was brief as it just rammed it back in again. A very hard thrust. Just slammed it in. It was hard to believe she had room for a cock that big. It was like having her forearm, from fist to elbow, shoved in her hole. She groaned like it was about to come out her mouth. The flunkies, standing behind, crowded closer to see the huge cock penetrate her. The pony had erected to its full length and girth and two-thirds of it was inside her hole. She braced herself as the pony began to whinny, snort, and hump her again and again. Most of the time, the pony’s dick went in all the way to the end of her cunt. The cynical Yakuza men, who had seen and done everything, were awed. Everyone was mesmerized by what they were seeing. The penetration was totally beyond any Cassie had received before, even from the dog in Bangkok. Her whole pelvis felt invaded, filled, stretched, and distended. Inside, the head of the pony’s cock flared and its balls, which hung pendulous in its scrotum, went up and down showing the animal’s excitement and readiness to ejaculate. The pony, neighing, snorting, and whinnying now began to fuck her harder. She could feel its flared cockhead stretching her. There was no part of her hole its cock had not touched and stretched. Her cries left no doubt that it hurt when the animal slammed hard into her with 150 kilos of flesh and bone behind it. Its humping was so energetic that its rear hooves scooted forward on the shelf with the force of its powerful thrusts. Comically, its tail flicked up and down which seemed to communicate the animal’s happiness with the mating. Cassie’s tits, jiggling and swaying, as the animal had its way with her, showed how steady was the fuck she was receiving. The pony would fuck her for a bit and then it would stop, pull back and its cock would slip out. The big dick would wave around and then the little stallion would hump and with help from Hayashi, find her hole again and penetrate her fully and painfully. The beast fucked the shit out of her for maybe 20 to 30 seconds at a time. As the little stallion drove its huge phallus in and out of her pussy, she began to feel the stirrings in her loins that told her she was going to cum. Her orgasm started to build. Sweat poured off her. As the pony fucked her for about 20 seconds straight, Cassie had an orgasm and showed everyone how it felt as she screamed like a madwoman. The men, drinking and enjoying the show, looked on in wonder and delight. Everyone watched as the beast kept humping its haunches back and forth in a monstrous mockery of human sex. And Cassie was out of her mind. Occasionally, she stared at the beast above her. Other times, her eyes were closed. Her hair became sweat-soaked and was splayed all over her face. The little stallion was also getting close to cumming. By instinct, the animal shoved its cock in as deep as it could trying to push the flared head to seal off her hole. The slit in the pony’s cock head was up against the end of Cassie’s pussy now. Its cock had stretched her pussy to unbearably painful dimensions. Even though as she cried out, yelled, and screamed, the thrill and excitement was mind boggling. Its cock had reached beyond any previous penetration she had experienced. The problem was the stallion kept mounting and then remounting her. She would feel herself approaching another cum, and then the pony would dismount. Then at some point, the head of its cock created suction and Cassie felt the pull on her uterus. Since the cock was tight in her vagina without any air gap, it produced suction that pulled on her cervix and uterus. It was like her womb was being pulled out of her body. This was both somewhat unpleasant and pleasurable at the same time. This pushed Cassie over the edge and she had a massive orgasm that went up to her breastbone, all through her pelvis and down her thighs. She nearly swooned. The pony finally ejaculated, and thick gushes of hot cum filled her hole. Cassie felt it hot and wet inside her. Over and over it spewed. A cup of yellowish cum backed up in her hole to come oozing out around the animal’s shaft. Any movement on the pony’s part made some squirt out. The pony’s ejaculation was so heavy that cum went everywhere - all over her pussy and on her inner thighs and on the animal’s lemon-sized balls. Hot cum dribbled down her ass crack. The pony was not moving now, her pussy stretched tight around its shaft, as its orgasm subsided. It flexed a final time to squirt the last drops of semen into her stretched hole. Cassie and the pony were both panting as they waited for the swollen, flared head to subside. The pony pulled back slightly, making her grunt, as the cock did not come out. Her pussy was stretched tight around the engorged column of equine cock meat. The pony pulled back and this time, its cock popped free. The stallion whinnied, shuddered, and flicked its tail. Cum now ran from her hole. Some men got closer to look. Her vagina was open. One man said to his comrade that he could put his hand in her hole now. The pony’s dick hung down, dripping cum. Semen poured from Cassie’s gaping hole and splattered on stage floor as it ran down the crack of her ass. But the little pony was not done. It still had lots of cum in its balls. After a few minutes, the mating was repeated; and the little stallion remounted her two more times in the next 15 minutes. Each time, it fucked the shit out of her. On the second remount, she came again. Each time the pony ejaculated, it filled her pussy full of cum. An horse cums a lot more than a man or a dog (a ¼ to a ½ cup with each ejaculation.). Finally, the animal was done and Hayashi and the flunkies got it down off the contraption and two boys led it away. Cassie was exhausted…a mess. Cum dripped from her hole, but it was tinged pink from blood leaking from small tears in her vagina, which was inevitable given the size of the cock that had raped her. Her crotch was wet: her mound...her ass and her pubic hair was coated. Hayashi got a bowl to catch the mess that drained from her hole, made her drink it and then lick the bowl clean as a finale` to the show. Some of the Yakuza men actually applauded when Cassie vomited. It was the last humiliation of the night as a big gush of smelly, foamy whitish-yellow slop cascaded from her mouth like a fountain. Chapter 8 Mr. Kichida Some nights Cassie spent in Sato’s quarters, like all his girls. She came to enjoy these nights sometimes. When she was there, his attention was all on her, and working as a whore everyday deprived her of real human contact, so any attention was better than none. Whatever feelings she had about him became distilled into “worshipping” him as her boss. It was the old Stockholm Syndrome: the paradoxical, psychological phenomenon where hostages come to have empathy and positive feelings towards their captors. And she discovered that she could best express her feelings when she was in his bed by giving him a great blow job. Cassie had become a master at sucking cock. The payoff, when the man dumped his load in her mouth, had become a treat for her; the reward for a job well done. One night she gave Sato a simply exquisite blow job. She licked his anus and his nuts and laved his cock with wet love. She used her tongue to tantalize him and then sucking and jerking him off, she made him have a spectacular cum. Sato was in heaven. When he came hotly in her mouth he felt his whole soul had spurted thru his penis. Afterwards, he even cuddled with her, but she made the mistake of trying to kiss him. This was a no-no. He got angry with her and told her that she should never put her “dirty” mouth on his. Not a mouth that had been where hers had been. “Never put your mouth on my mouth. You have a dirty mouth, whore!” Cassie was hurt emotionally. She went from enjoying his affectionate snuggling to having him kick her out of bed to sleep on the floor, like a dog. A metaphor for what had happened to her since her vacation in Bangkok went awry. However, it was part and parcel of the hard life she had been sentenced to. The one bright spot was that she came to be close to the other girls in his stable. They were the only friendly faces in her world. Greta and Vickie were her closest allies, but she liked Carol, the plump American redhead. Jillian, the English girl, was hard to get to know. She was more closed off and only Greta had any real contact with her. As the months wore on, Cassie realized that the girls would talk about what happened at the Plank, as they were all bound next to each other. But they were reticent to talk about the parties and the “special customers.” Cassie, after Endo and Tanaka’s party, understood. It was just too shaming and embarrassing. Some of the customers who took Cassie to a private room truly disgusted her too. There was the older accountant, a Mr. Kichida, who liked to jerk off on her face. After that, he wanted to have Cassie kneel before him, open her mouth, take his piss directly from his cock and then swallow. The piece de resistance of his sessions was for him to defecate a turd onto a plate and then have Cassie lick the turd, getting it wet with her saliva. She was not to score the turd with her teeth or bite it, just get it shiny with her saliva. He liked to have a whore taste his shite. The first session with Kichida did not go well. Cassie was reluctant to put her mouth on his shit, but he had paid and she didn’t want to incur Sato’s wrath. But she didn’t vomit after she’d anointed his shit with her saliva. And this is what Kichida San wanted to see as he jerked off. This is what got him off... Kichida complained to Sato who got furious with Cassie. He punished her with the “compass.” Cassie was made to lie naked on her back on a metal bed frame in a storage area. Her limbs were stretched in four directions, tied with strips of cloth, and then secured to a bedframe. Her whole body, except her head, was tightly restricted. She was kept bound naked this way for a whole day. She lost control of her bladder and bowels during the ordeal adding to her humiliation. The next time, as a “freebie” for Kichida, since he was a good customer, Cassie dutifully vomited after she licked his shit. It wasn’t hard. Chapter 9 Tit and Pussy Torture Two older men bought Cassie one afternoon. Her tits fascinated them. They picked her from the “auction block” and took her to a room. There, Sato gave them a kittee, an Indian torture device that corresponded to the European thumbscrew. It was a wooden screw press somewhat like a lemon squeezer. Between the plates a woman’s tits could squeezed often to the point of fainting. They bound Cassie’s wrists behind her back and then put the kittee on her tits. Having her milk bags squeezed painfully brought tears to the Australian girl’s eyes, but it only whetted their appetites. To this terrible torture, they added a refinement. They had requested a pair of pliers and this they used on Cassie’s nipples. She had rose colored nipples with medium sized areoles. But her nipples were as big as peanuts. This is why they had ***********ed her. They were fascinated by their spectacular size. The younger man grabbed one in the jaws of the pliers and squeezed making Cassie wince and cry out. Then he did the same to the other nipple. He went back and forth and soon added a sickening little twist to the routine. At one point, they took the kittee off and using their hands they slapped her tits unmercifully. One of them stood behind and held her by her shoulders as the other beat the shit out of her tits. He started off by giving her little smacks across her sore nipples, but soon he was just wailing on them – hitting her whole tit with his full, broad, heavy palm. The sound reverberated off the walls of the small room, punctuated by Cassie’s groans and screams. When they had worked themselves up to a fever pitch, they turned her over on her stomach and took turns fingering her until they made her have a shiofuki (a female ejaculation). Then, the older man worked his fingers back into to her dripping cunt, one-by-one until he had all four fingers in her, making Cassie groan. He curled his thumb to his palm and curled his fingers so that he had made a fist inside her hole with his wrist encircled by her vaginal sphincter and hot, pink labia. Cassie moaned when he did this and then groaned very loud when he began turning his balled fist around. He went this way and that and each time he did that, she groaned and squealed like a stuck calf. He got it in all the way and then began pumping his fist in and out. He fisted her until she had another wet shiofuki. She had never been fisted before, but since her pony fuck, her pussy was becoming used to being stretched. Still, the man’s fist was an uncomfortable intrusion. Then, they took turns fucking her in her asshole, using only their saliva and her secretions to lubricate her tight passage. Finally, they worked chopsticks into her urethra and didn’t stop until they had forced three of them into the tiny orifice. They took them out and then reinserted them slowly raping her tiniest hole. Cassie found it weird and terribly unpleasant. When they began working more of them into her pisshole, Cassie’s howls could be heard throughout the building. Sato came in at one point with a rag and smilingly asked the two men to gag the poor girl. Which they did, so that they could continue to have more fun. They finished off by jerking off on her face but made her take their cocks in her mouth to swallow some of the load. Chapter 10 Electro Torture This was another hellish night for Cassie. The setting was a dinner party for a small software company: the owner, his minor partner, and six key employees. They were seated around a low table, they enjoyed drinks for a while. Then dinner was served. After dinner, when the table was cleared, Sato and Hayashi brought Cassie into the room. First, she had to do a striptease for the men. She wore a very short skirt and a low top that accentuated her tits. With her hot red lipstick and blonde hair, she was suitably exotic for these men. When she was naked, Sato made her bend over and display her “charms.” Cassie had a simply beautiful, pink-lipped pussy with the cutest clitoris peeking out from under its thin hood. She had to pull her piss flaps apart to show “pink.” Always humiliating... Sato and Hayashi bound her spread-eagled and naked to a low table. Hayashi inserted a blunt shaped copper cylinder into her vagina just behind her pubic bone and it filled her hole nicely. Every sensitive spot on her anatomy was then clamped or received the invasive insertion of a probe. A thin corkscrew electrode was screwed into her urethra. The hood of her clitoris was retracted and an alligator clip was used to clamp the organ. Her rectum got penetrated by a thick aluminum plug and Hayashi grasped her tongue with a pair of pliers, pulled it out of her mouth, secured it so she couldn’t retract it and then attached electrodes to her tongue. He clamped her nipples last. Sato connected the leads to a transformer. They were synched up to create four circuits. One circuit connected her pisshole and her rectum. The second connected her clitoris and her vagina. The third circuit connected her nipples and the fourth circuit consisted of the electrodes on her tongue. Sato handed out four small wireless controllers. Sato gave a demonstration and soon all the men were having fun torturing her. They exchanged controllers so they could enjoy shocking different parts of her body through the four circuits. Cassie was subjected to nearly an hour of low-amperage electro shock torture. Cassie shuddered, twitched, shook, and writhed on the table. It was excruciating and humiliating. She drooled and fainted twice. Her nipples swelled up as big as cashews and turned bright purple and so did her tongue and clitoris. She had been transformed into a doll, an inanimate object. The “hottest” charge was the circuit that connected her pisshole and her shit hole. When this was activated, the pain was intense and her hips came off the table like she was trying to fuck the ceiling. The next hottest charge was the circuit on her tongue since the organ was wet with saliva. These hurt terribly and made her feel like she was going to lose her mind and her eyes would pop out of her head. The weakest charge was the circuit that connected her clitoris with her vagina. When she was shocked there, it was a weird combination of unpleasant and arousing. It gave her a hot, buzzy, itchy feeling that felt stimulated her; and made her pussy drool. When someone worked this controller, Cassie’s hips writhed in the most erotic way. The men were fascinated by what the three controllers could do and they played with them and passed them around as each man wanted a turn. And it went on and on, until with bulging erections, they were ready to dump their hot loads in her. Sato, seeing that it was time, removed all the electrodes and got her on all fours on a coffee table. One man got in front of her and another took his place at her ass. They took turns fucking her pussy and mouth until everyone’s balls were empty. They humped her like a toy for an hour. When it was all over, poor Cassi lay slumped on the table in a wet heap leaking from her cunt and cum on her lips, cheeks, and chin. Her tongue, clitoris and nipples had swelled to comically obscene dimensions and made her look disfigured. She could barely talk with her tongue swollen. And to add to his men’s amusement and to cap the evening’s fun and games, the company’s president got her on her tummy and put a cushion under her hips. Then he told her to “hump” it. When Cassie didn’t show enough enthusiasm, he took off his belt and whipped her butt cheeks to encourage her. He kept her at it until she’d made herself cum. She pressed her pussy against the cushion and rubbing it hard, she came! Being forced to masturbate in front of someone was always the most degrading thing of all. It exposed her totally and made her a participant in her own debasement. She “fucked” the cushion and put on such a show that all the men crowded around to watch and cheer her on. When she reached her cum, she cried out and then slumped exhausted, but the company’s president pulled his number one employee forward and told Cassie to get down on the floor. She looked up with weary eyes and wondered what else he could make her do... He wanted her to hump the man’s leg like a dog! Cassie groaned but got into position. He kept her at it until she’d made herself cum again. With the men cheering her on, Cassie performed like a trained animal. She was numb when it was all over. The next day, Greta caught Cassie looking at herself naked in the mirror. She was touching her tits...holding them up and looking at herself closely. “What are you doing? What are you thinking,” Greta asked her? “I’m looking at myself. And you know what? ...All I see are my tits, my ass, and my cunt. That’s all I am now,” she said tears welling up in her eyes. “Just tits, ass and cunt!” Greta reached over, put her arm around Cassie’s neck to pull her close and gave her a hug... Chapter 11 Maria’s Crucifixion As bad as things had been for Cassie, not long after her “electro” session, she and the other girls got to bear partial witness to one of the worst sessions any of them had seen. A wealthy couple, Mr. and Mrs. Fukuda, the woman in her early fifties and the man in his sixties, had paid to see a girl “crucified.” Checking the girls out on the “auction block,” they ***********ed a chubby, pretty Filipina who worked for Watanabe. Her name was Maria and she had been a bar girl in Manila, before coming to work in Japan. She was full-figured with very brown skin, an absolutely beautiful mouth, thick black hair, big dark nipples, and a hairy pussy. The couple didn’t want to have sex per se. They wanted to witness the cruel torture of a Catholic woman. This is why they ***********ed Maria. Afterwards, they would go home and, reliving the experience, masturbate in front of each other. It was their way to “get off.” For Maria, it became a session that took her out of action for several days. She was dressed up in what would pass for prison clothes: gray top and pants. Hayashi and Sato were the “judges” and they sentenced her to be crucified as the Fukudas watched breathlessly. As she was sentenced in Japanese and English, Maria began to weep as Sato had not told her what the session was about. She was hearing it for the first time and her wide-eyed shock was catnip to the Fukudas. Standing there, shivering in her prison clothes, Maria grunted with the strain when two flunkies put a heavy beam, weighing 25 kilos (56 lbs.) on her shoulders and lashed it secure. It would prove to be a torment to carry. They force-marched her outside into the courtyard. Cassie and Greta weren’t working and they peeked from an upstairs window. The beam was heavy and Maria stumbled as they made her march around the perimeter. Then, Sato and Hayashi brought her to stand in front of a square pole sunk in the ground. The pole had a two-inch block cut from the top where the crossbeam went. The flunkies took the beam from her shoulders. Hayashi and Sato made her take off her cotton top and pants. The garments were wet with sweat from her exertions of carrying the beam. Her big, brown nipples and hairy Mons were now visible to the couple. Hayashi had orders to prolong her agony, and as a great student of torture, he had read how the Romans had refined crucifixion into an exquisite torture. Everything was done to prolong the victim’s anguish on the cross. If you let someone hang by their arms alone, they would asphyxiate too quickly, so the ancient Romans had devised ways to distribute the victim’s weight on the cross so their suffering could be drawn-out. To this end, Hayashi had fixed a curved rod topped bya knob to the pole about hip height. This would penetrate Maria’s asshole to support her bodyweight - but it promised to be a terrible torment. Hayashi greased it as everyone watched... They made her lie down on the ground and then Hayashi bound her wrists to the beam. He and Sato got her on her feet and walked her backwards, with the beam sitting heavily on her shoulders, to the pole. They lifted the crossbeam to the top of the stake and sat her down on the greased rod, so it penetrated her anus and slid up into her rectum. Hayashi bent her legs and then placed her feet sole-to-sole on the front of the pole. In this position, which flexed her thighs and exposed her crotch, he lashed her heels to the post. She was now secured to the post by all four limbs and soon felt the full, cruel agony of her position. Maria’s loins, with the rod in her shitter, were supported, but it was a hard perch with rod deep in her rectum. Crucified, she was soon feeling total body agony. Her legs were bent and as she explored how much she could move, it wasn’t a lot. With her wrists bound, her arms stretched and her heels lashed to the post, she could only move up and down through a limited range. Her orange-sized tits wobbled and jiggled with each movement of her body. Her head lolled back and forth; then she hung her head in shame and futility. She made eye contact with the Fukudas but was sickened by the lust etched in their faces and turned away. It soon became difficult to breathe, and the pain of her bondage soon forced her to stand up on her heels and pull herself up by her arms to relieve the pressure. She took in a breath when she stood. But soon, the pain and the fatigue in her thigh muscles became unbearable. So, she allowed herself to hang by her wrists again. This forced the rod deep into her shit-hole. She went up and down...up and down... like a puppet. Maria hung for as long as she could stand it; then pulled herself up. Holding this position for a few moments allowed her to relieve the pain in her wrists and get air into her lungs. Then, this pain became too much, so she sagged and the rod went far up her asshole again. It was excruciating... Going up and down, up, and down...it was like she was ass-fucking herself on the post. Sweating in the sun, she soon became dehydrated and thirsty. Sato had a flunky piss in a bucket, soaked a sponge in the urine and then held it up to her lips. The smell made Maria shake her head in protest, but she was thirsty and knew that it would only be worse if she refused so, she bit on the soaked sponge. The Fukudas were beside themselves. She held her husband’s hand and kept squeezing it, her breath coming in little gasps as she enjoyed Maria’s suffering. The poor Filipina writhed and squirmed and this only hurt her wrists and heels. As the afternoon wore on, Maria cried out. She uttered things like, “Madre Dios” (Mother of God) and beseeched Jesus to save her. She cried out in Tagalog, English and Spanish as the agony of her position overwhelmed her. The Fukudas were ecstatic. They were getting their money’s worth. Having her cry out to her Christian God was just the frosting on the cake! Hayashi had read that the Roman torturers would add to the victim’s suffering in a variety of ways. From them, he got the idea to take a short, sharp needle mounted on the end of a stick and use this to jab Maria’s breasts, especially her nipples. Each cruel stab produced a groan of anguish and more begging for Jesus to save her. Soon, her tits and her big, brown nipples were stippled with dozens of tiny puncture wounds. Asami Fukuda, the wife, looked as she was about to cum...to have an orgasm, at this point. Hayashi also painted Maria’s face, underarms, and crotch with sugar water to attract insects. He used a little brush, paying special attention to her ears, nose, mouth, armpits, pussy, clitoris, ass crack and anus. The flies and gnats soon arrived. Just a few at first, but attracted by the sweetness of the sugar water, they began to swarm. Maria had been sweating heavily - adding salt for the insects to feast on. The flies were soon crawling all over her and began to invade wherever there was an opening. As the teaming horde overran her face and crotch, she nearly lost her mind. Her dripping armpits, her nose, ears, mouth, and crotch were soon well infested. This was one of the most effective tortures as it opened up her most private orifices to pollution and invasion by insects. Maria began sobbing and bawling as the flies had their way with her. She began babbling like an idiot after a while, as if she was losing her mind... Later, Hayashi forcibly inserted a thick wooden rod into her vagina several times and then redrew it, raping her cruelly. To add to her suffering, he worked a thin rod in and out of her urethra making her writhe in agony. He then pressed the urine soaked sponge against her lips again; and she was so parched she drank the piss. Maria tried to control the pain of her bondage by changing positions, but at some point she realized there was no relief - only endless agony going up and down on the pole. She hung her head, mumbling and sweating in mindless agony. Periodically, she would raise her eyes to heaven and begin praying... Sato took the initiative and masturbated her. He rubbed her piss flaps and clitoris until he had her writhing and crying out. She was so ashamed, but it only got worse when he made her cum and not long after, she even lost control of her bladder. Fifteen minutes later, the Fukudas left. They were both so excited, so worked up...they couldn’t wait to get home and masturbate as they re-imagined Maria’s suffering on the cross...As for Maria, it took days for her to recover. It had been a traumatic, harrowing experience. But she felt closer to her God by undergoing the same suffering her Savior had and this was a mildly comforting thought. In her home country, many worshippers during Good Friday consent to being hung on the cross, as a religious experience. For Maria, however, it was much more shaming... Chapter 12 Noriko One night, Noriko Maeda paid a call on Cassie. She had Sato bring her to one of the private rooms. Cassie waited nervously. Sato didn’t say who the customer was or what he wanted. Cassie was surprised when Noriko walked into the room and began taking off her clothes. She was wearing a navy silk suit and a pale peach silk blouse. Cassie watched uneasily as the woman’s body was revealed. . She wore a beige bra and reached behind to unsnap it – revealing a heavy set of “hangers” capped with big brown nipples. Her tits were large and hung down. She kicked off her shoes and dropped her silk trousers and nylon bikini panties. She had a big butt, a protruding belly and was very hairy between her legs. Her pubic hair went almost up to her navel and grew on her inner thighs too. She cradled her tits in a self-satisfied way and then went to a cabinet to pull out a strange apparatus. She set it down in the center of the room. She crooked her finger at Cassie and pointed to the device. It was a small tripod with a padded seat. “Lay down. Put your head there,” she said, pointing to the seat. She got Cassie lying on her back with her head on the seat with her hands, palms down, under her buttocks. Cassie was facing the ceiling and as she lay there apprehensively, Noriko straddled her face and got her crotch right over her face. Noriko squatted down and lowered herself until she made contact with Cassie’s face. The older woman had a nice sex odor and her hairy pussy parted a bit as she squatted so that Cassie could see her plump labia and peanut-sized clit. Her inner sex lips were fat and asymmetrical. Her yellow-white skin was a contrast to the dark grove between her ass crack. She was moist, and her sex lips glistened in the room’s light. She sat down fully on Cassie’s face, and then lifted herself up slightly to adjust her position. The she just sat there. She’d brought a small book with her and began to read. Cassie had all she could do to breathe. It was very humiliating. Noriko sat there for 30 minutes reading. As she enjoyed her “seat,” her pussy got a little wetter and Cassie had no choice but to smell and taste her. Finally, Noriko put the book down and began to “ride” back and forth, using the Australian girl’s nose, mouth, and chin to rub herself against. She grunted softly as she worked her hips back and forth. Cassie could barely breathe. She had her mouth open and her tongue out to lick the older woman’s hot, wet pussy. Her nose rubbed Noriko’s clitoris on the upstroke. Noriko’s pussy swelled and became juicy so that Cassie’s face got wet from her cheeks to her chin. And then Noriko began jerking her hips back and forth in a way that let Cassie know she was about to cum. She tensed up and came; and her discharge flooded Cassie. She swallowed the slippery pussy juice; she really had no choice. After Noriko came, she relaxed and sat down heavily on Cassie’s face, causing her to beat on the older woman’s thighs, as if to beg for mercy. Noriko’s weight on her face and her wet orgasm overwhelmed her. It made it hard to breathe, but feeling submissive, Cassie unconsciously thrust her tongue deep into the older woman’s vagina and wriggled it around inside her hole. “That’s nice,” Noriko praised her. Cassie surrendered to the older woman, who then ground her crotch on Cassie’s face this way and that, extracting all the pleasure she could get from having the girl’s nose and mouth available to her. Then Noriko adjusted her position and rolled her ass over Cassie’s face so she could have her eat her asshole as well. Cassie obediently licked the woman’s shit hole; and finally, it was done. Norikogot up and dressed, very businesslike, and left without saying another word. Chapter 13 Dr. Saitou He was a doctor named Saitou. What sort of doctor was not known by anyone at Chrysanthemum House. Everyone thought he might be a gynecologist. In any event, he was middle-aged and non-de*********** in appearance. What he liked was scaring girls half to death. He ***********ed Cassie from the “auction block” and she was taken to a room. There was a gynecologist table. Sato and a flunky strapped her to the table with her legs in the stirrups and her wrists by her side. They also used a strap around her mid-section. Cassie was very fretful as she was being bound for something terrible, she felt. The Doctor was escorted into the room; and asked Sato if he had gotten the vibrator he wanted. He had requested a certain model with a small bullet shaped head. He brought his own speculum. As Sato watched, he used this to dilate Cassie’s vagina until it was expanded to the maximum. The speculum was an inexpensive, plastic see thru model and when it was in, Cassie’s pussy had flowered open so that you could see the “os,” the opening, in her cervix – the path into her womb. The good doctor smiled when he saw inside Cassie’s pussy. It was perfect for his type of fun. Sato then handed him a long plastic tube which Saitou inserted into her dilated vagina at an angle. Saitou asked that the table be adjusted so that Cassie was brought into a half-upright position. The flunky cranked the table so that she was sitting at a 45 degree angle. Now she could see the tube in her pussy; and stared down at the apparatus in her cunt. Her hole was framed by her hairy labia and she could see the “wings” of the speculum with the tube going into her... The Doctor turned to Sato and said, “Do you have what I requested?” Sato did. He turned to the flunky who reached down and brought out a plastic bottle. Sato took the bottle, held it up, shook it a little, smiled and then handed it to the Doctor. Where he was standing, Cassie couldn’t see what was in the bottle. Sato told Dr. Saitou that everything he’d asked for was now in place. “Is there anything else you require?” “No...You may leave me now,” Dr. Saitou said. Sato bowed and he and the flunky left. The Doctor smiled at Cassie and her blood ran cold. He spoke a little English and said to her, “Are you afraid of bugs?” Cassie looked at him. He was holding the bottle behind his back and she was now becoming very anxious. He held up the bottle and shook it a little. Inside were cockroaches. Dozens of them. Scampering about the bottle, desperate to get out! All sizes: from small to fairly large. Cassie cowered at she looked at the bottle and began shrieking and bawling. “W...w...what are you going to do,” she stammered? “Oh God, no...no...” He didn’t say anything but took the cap off the bottle. Then, he tipped it into the end of the plastic tube. He shook some of the roaches into the tube. Immediately, some of them began sliding and scampering down the tube. Cassie began screaming. She had always had a fear of bugs and never liked sitting on a lawn wearing a skirt for fear that a bug could get in her pussy. Many women have similar fears. The Doctor’s eyes gleamed with lust as he watched some of the roaches making their way towards Cassie’s vaginal opening. His eyes went from the tube to her face as she was now in the grip of fear, loathing, and revulsion. She was now screaming her head off. The Doctor reached into his bag and produced a ball gag and soon Cassie could only make muffled cries as the gag was large. She soon began to drool as well. That’s when Dr. Saitou brought out the vibrator and turned it on. He came over and began to rub the tip all around the spread lips of her cunt, concentrating on her clitoris. He played with her pussy as Cassie watched, in the mirror, in sheer terror and horror as the procession of cockroaches got closer and closer to her vagina. The sheer horror of the situation was mind-bending. She was afraid she’d lose her mind. When the first roaches reached her hole and she felt them enter her, she screamed into the gag like a lunatic. As it went on, the Doctor became more focused on arousing her as she was violated by the insects. Cassie couldn’t feel anything at first, because the terror felt dominated her mind. As for the roaches, some stayed in the tube and some wandered in through the speculum into the wet recesses of her moist vagina. The feeling of them “infesting” her was overwhelming and insufferable. She kept screeching and squealing, but the gag made the sounds coming from her mouth very comical. Doctor knew exactly what he wanted to do. At one point, he removed the tube from the speculum and then spun the little wheel closing it and pulled it out, trapping a dozen cockroaches in her hole. He lowered the bed so that Cassie was lying flat. Cassie, now feeling the full horror of the trapped bugs crawling and scuttling around inside her, screamed herself hoarse. She squirmed and writhed violently pulling against her bonds frantically as the feeling of the bugs inside her was intolerable and there was nothing she could do about it. She humped her hips up and down in a futile effort to find some relief or to somehow get free. But she was secured into position and the only option available to her was to concentrate on what Saitou was trying to do to her with the vibrator. He rubbed her pussy lips and clitoris to masturbate her vigorously – only stopping when he felt he had gotten some response to what he was doing from Cassie. And with no other options open to her, Cassie humiliatingly opened herself up to feeling the tingle of sexual arousal in her pussy. Soon, Saitou was delighted as Cassie began writhing in sexual ecstasy. Cassie’s pussy got very wet and began to pulsate and spasm; and when she finally came, she shot some of the roaches out of her cunt. Dr. Saitou was beside himself with happiness. He had never gotten a girl to squirt the bugs from her pussy! He kept it up until she had ejected most of them from her hole. It was truly obscene. As she was masturbated to orgasm, she expelled bugs from the depths of her hot pussy! Following this, the Doctor came over to stand next to her face. He unzipped his trousers, pulled out his cock and began jerking off. He continued to stroke his cock slowing, enjoying what he had been able to do to her, until he unloaded on her face. This, for him, ended the session. After this, he tucked his prick back in his pants and left. Cassie lay on the table, moaning and crying in helpless distress as she could still feel a few of the horrid roaches in her cunt. She began crying out for Sato to come and release her. Eventually, he did. It was perhaps the most horrifying experience she had at Chrysanthemum House. Prior to her enslavement, Cassie had not been religious in any significant way. After a few months in Japan, her dorm mates would see Cassie on her knees praying each night. This was her prayer: ‘Please Jesus, take me away from this hell. I promise I’ll be good and do all the right things. Only please free me from the HELL. Please Jesus, free me. FREE ME...PLEASE !As of this writing, Cassie is still a whore at the house. Her parents continue their struggle to find her or discover what happened to her, but the trail went quite cold in Thailand.

Kelly’s reaction to betrayal. Finding her lover blowing one of their friends Kelly impulsively flies to Amsterdam and becomes a prostitute! I had my bath, clean inside and out, took a glass of white wine and went to sit in the Captain's perch, a window box seat that overlooked a small park, part of the University. A warm night, just enough of a breeze to smell the grass that had just been cut, feeling melancholy. My mind drifted back to when I was a teen as Sheila popped into my head. My one and only relationship with a girl. We were 13, I went on a camping trip with her and her parents to keep Sheila company and that first night in the sleeping bag, we found out what each other tasted like From then on, we couldn't get enough of each other, going off by ourselves, experimenting until we found that kneeling over each other’s faces was the best way to enjoy each other. Unfortunately, we had to leave a day early as her Grandfather died and they flew out that night for Chicago, I never seen her again, they moved there permanently! Sheila? I hope your life has been as good as mine! My thoughts jumped a few years recalling the first boy I made out with This is intercourse. This is what everyone likes? Well I didn't think too much of it! He just pumped his sperm into me, smiled and there I was with a mess on my hands. Surely there's got to be more than this! I must be missing something! so we continued to have sex until one day when the moon was in the wrong quarter, I said that's enough, no more! I began to laugh at this point as my next three lovers were no better. God! I was so stupid back then! Enter Kyle! A warm feeling came over me as I thought about our first meeting shortly after joining the University. Whew! I need a refill! Jenny, my roommate came in as I was filling my glass shedding clothes as she went in the bathroom. Hearing the shower going, I got back up on my perch seeing Kyles ruggedly handsome face before me. I shivered thinking of the first time he kissed me, I mean do whatever you want Kyle, I'm yours! And he did! I was weak as he took my panties off looking up at the stars, my heart pounding as I wanted to receive him. Finding the right spot, I felt the head go in and as he bent over to kiss me, his cock was going where none had gone before! Oh my God! “Relax" Kyle whispered re-assumingly “I'm going to take you to a place you've never been" This was incredible! His slow easy pace of penetrating frightened me as I never felt like this before! Oh my God! I could feel his body up tight to mine. “It's all the way in Kelly, you ok?" There was no way I could talk, that's certain. All the way in? I would hope so, there's no more room in there! I shook my head yes as he began to move that monster in and out of me with whispered saying coming from Kyle like, you ok, it's all the way in, this is so nice, give it to me Kelly, I want all of it! I had no idea what he was talking about nor did I care, he just kept going. Once again, oh my God! Then from way down inside me somewhere, I could feel this swelling tide of emotions looking for a way out! Kyle knew! “That's it Kelly, give it to me!" he whispered as he sped up, pounding me hard! What's happening to me? Help! I think I'm going to die! “Now Kelly" he shouted out loud “Give it to me! Now Kelly, that's it, give it...." At this point, I was sure I was going to die! Kyles voice trailed off with multi colored stars exploding all around me, my insides opened up and recall screaming, then blackness, I fainted! I had to get off the Captain's perch, I was shaking as I sat in the big chair Out came Jenny not looking at me but smiling. “Well kiddo, to-morrows the big day eh? Still leaving Saturday?" Thank goodness my head had cleared. “That's right" giving her my best smile “We have an ocean side room, everything is paid and I'm so looking forward to being with him on a 24/7 basis” “He's a hunk, no question about that. He graduates and next year, we graduate" smiling “Think I'll read for a while" He certainly is a hunk as Jenny put it and smart too. 2nd in his class of 112 and the other part of that hunk was his beautiful dick. I only sucked two dicks in my life, both times spitting out their deposit but with Kyle, that 8" plus dick of his, I could suck him every day, I loved the taste of him. Let’s face it, Kyle could do no wrong in my eyes, I loved him that much. That warm feeling came back over me as I remember him saying a few days after our first encounter, “Kelly darling, would you mind very much trimming or shaving your pussy? I don't want a mouth full of hair" Oh Lord, that smile of his fractures me, his teeth seemed to sparkle! “I'll take care of that my darling" Sweet Mother of Jesus, he's going to eat me? Can it get any better than this? So as I sat there in the auditorium with all the other friends of those graduating, so proud of Kyle! Look at him sitting up there smiling, the most handsome of them all. Bet no guy up there is as well-endowed as he is and they don't have a more educated tongue either! Easy Kelly, your panties are going to get wet, I just couldn't help myself. So they all received their diplomas, then we head for the reception. I was starved, horny and I'm not sure which was the most. I don't know how it happened but Kyle and I separated, I suppose talking to other people then the band started. I couldn't see him anywhere. Where is he? Going up to the 2nd floor I was starting to worry looking down at the crowed dance floor. I don't know why but at the end of the walk way was the fire stairs thinking I would go down them and be at the other end of the dance floor. Part of what I'm about to tell you is cloudy as I don't remember every minute Opening the fire door, there was my beautiful lover Kyle on his knees sucking Jerry's dick! He was the only black friend we had and I remember Kyles face was one of torture as I threw up all over myself! I have no idea how I left the reception, where I was, where I went, what I did but when I came to my sense, the sun was shining. Then the pain come back of seeing Kyle with Jerry's dick in his mouth! The curse words that followed, the screaming, the ranting and raving, I must have been a site to behold! I've got to get home was all I could think of so I hailed a taxi. “Holy geez girl!" the driver shouted putting down his window “Go take a shower!" The one thing in the world that I didn't need right then was any man even talking to me! “Shut the fuck up!" I screamed at him taking the $20.00 bill from my bra “get me home!" I shall never forget the look pf horror on his face, you would think I had a gun at his head! Thank God Jenny was home! When she opened the door and seen me, both hands went to her face letting a shriek out of her as I pushed past her heading for the bathroom. I didn't get un-dressed, I couldn't wait and didn’t care stepping in the tub even with my shoes on turning on the shower. Hands bracing myself against the wall, the water was beating down on my head when the shower shut off. “Kelly?" Jenny said through tears “Come on, let’s get un-dressed, ok?" Helping me out of the tub, I shouted at her, “Put everything in a plastic bag and burn them!' I got back in the shower turning on the water with Jenny taking the massage head and hose from its cradle handing it to me. Jenny was now crying harder as she said through tears, “I'm going to wash your hair Kelly, you have some twigs in it" Finally, Jenny sat me down in the tub, put the plug in the outlet and began cleaning up my mess. “Remember, burn them!" I shouted at her as the tub dilled slowly with hot water. It was a long time before I came out of the bathroom absolutely exhausted! Jenny was sitting there looking at me but I couldn't talk to her right now, I thought I may pass out I was so tired/ She never said a word as I got into bed and I'm not sure but I think she tucked me in. When I woke up, the clock radio read 4:45 am and heard Jenny say, “Feel better?" It all came slamming back into my thoughts how bad I treated her. “Oh Jenny, I'm so sorry for the way I acted but....” “What in the world happened to you?" I told her, as best as I could remember going in the bathroom to do all the good things one must do after waking up. One thing Kelly, I said to myself, you were supposed to go away and that still holds! Get away from here! Clear your head! Treat yourself to a mini vacation! when I came out, Jenny had made toast and tea then told her I was leaving for a while. “Where are you going?” “I don't know! I'm taking the next flight no matter where it's going" This was so un-like me! Everything had a place and as long as everything was in its place, everything was fine. Now I didn't care! So I pack my nap sack with just enough clothes for a few days, tears at the door saying good bye to Jenny going to the airport. “Where to mam?" the clerk asked. “When does the next flight leave here and where is it going?" She looked at me like I was crazy! “Well let’s see" giving me the fish eye “ There's a flight to Holland that leaves in twenty minutes” “I'll take it! An open return and no comments please!" Holland? Oh well! Getting off the plane in Amsterdam, the taxi driver took me to a Hotel, very old but that was ok I had to get out and walk after sitting for so long for a few blocks in each direction. I window shopped and was now hungry. It was getting dark so I made my way back to the Hotel and had supper in this small dining room. This is nice, I like this! In the morning, I took off again walking a long way when a police car stopped me. In broken English he wanted to know what I was doing here. Now what have I done wrong? “I'm a tourist from Canada and I’m walking to see the city" I wasn't doing anything wrong. “Oh, a tourist" he said smiling as he pointed across the street “Don't go there" I said ok, and they left. Why doesn't he want me to go there? I have to find out! So crossing the road, I only got past a few house down and there's a girl sitting in the window scantily dressed smiling at me. No thanks girl not interested! I thought, Holy, there were girls in a lot of windows! What's going on here? “You look lost" I turned and there was this girl smiling at me. “I don't understand what all these girls are doing in the windows?” “There prostitutes and these are brothels" still smiling. It took a second to make the connection “Are you looking for a job?" Me? A prostitute? Gee I don't think so! “Uh no, I'm just looking" Holy geez Kelly, you’re not looking at shoes! “OK" she said taking my hand in hers and wrote some numbers down on the palm “A girl can always use a few dollars more. Call me if you change your mind, you could make a lot of money" I watched her disappear into the house across the street and I left the street flabbergasted! All day I kept looking at my hand shaking my head no and then after lunch at some cafe, it hit me! Maybe that's just what I need to get rid of Kyles image But a hooker? I can't do that! Still, the thought never left my mind. Me? Fucking for a living? This is too much! So why don't you wash your hands and get rid of it? Damn! You can't lie to yourself. So I called Mona and told her I wasn't sure I wanted to do this but I was curious. “No problem. Come take a look, you don't like what you see you leave" Can't beat that! So the next day after a pitiful night’s sleep, I went to the house I seen her go in. “What's your name, I'll introduce you to Arthur" I told her following her down the hall to the end. “Arthur, this is Kelly, she's thinking of joining us” “Ya" he said getting up and walking around me “Take your clothes off" sitting back down. Damn! Well what did you expect? I started slowly taking off my blouse and he snapped at me! “Hurry up girl, I have things to do!" I sure didn't like this! Finally I was nude and he got up walking around me. “Bend over" he said matter of factly. I don't think so! “What for?" in the strongest voice I had. “So I can see your cunt, bend over!" he shouted. Damn! I did it and hated it! So I stood there fuming and couldn't hold it in! “I don't see why you have to look there, we all have the same thing!" He just waved at Mona. “Well actually we don't Kelly. Some have lips that hang way down...no good" Why don't you just shut up and do as your told and learn what's going on! “She'll do. Make an appointment with the Doc, get her registered with the police and so on" She grabbed some of my clothes and I followed her out into the hall naked! Holy geez! “First you have to have a place to stay so you can stay with me, get dressed and we'll make the rounds, first the Doc then the cops" I was examined, picture taken, application for a visa, a lot of details. So I moved into this small room with her and my bed was the couch. “I'm starved and I want to buy you supper Mona “giving her my best smile. “Well if my friend wasn't here, you wouldn't be getting all this attention!" If Jenny could see me now she'd scream! Too bad Kyle can't, the Bastard would die! So we went to a sex shop and I bought 3 outfits “These don't hide anything do they” “There not supposed to" smiling at me “Remember be there by 5, that's when you start” “You leaving me?" I wanted have lunch with her. “Yes I have this customer I give a blow job each week and I’m thirsty, cay" laughing as she left. So I went to work as I called it, got dressed and went in the reception room as they called it. Two other girls were in there, one reading, the other watching tv so I sit down. Sure hope the first one to come in doesn't pick me! God, what am I doing here? “You'll do let’s go!" this man said as soon as he walked in the door. My heart was pounding as we walked out and down to the first room. Don’t faint Kelly, just do it! “i've been horny all day" getting un-dressed, your new here?” “Yes" taking my so called clothes off. “You look real good baby, let me find out what I’m getting" Before I could react, that bugger had his finger in me! “Holy shit, your horny too! Get on the bad, I'm going to fuck your ass off!" I didn't realize I was wet and Holy, did he ever give it to me! At first I said to myself, it's just a job, it's just a job and as he pounded me harder, I wanted more. Yes, give it to me! He went away before I was ready but there was nothing new in that or so I found out. “As long as he's happy when he leaves, that's all that's important" Right there and then I realized that sex was not a pleasure, it was a job! That's true in some cases, they could read the newspaper while getting anal but for me, I may not have enjoyed every single sexual experience, but there wasn't one that I didn't dislike! I learned quickly that regardless of how I felt, I had to please the customer by moaning or whatever else it took to make him happy. By Friday, which was a big night, I did 14, some repeat customers. Saturday was the biggest day doing 22 and just fell on the couch dead tired. This was the first time I was looking forward to my period, I was beat up! “Want to go with Nikki and me to the farm?” “What's going on there?" I had no idea what she was talking about. “Bestiality! They give a sex show" smiling. “With animals?" I shouted at her. “Duhhh! Bestiality? Animals? Connect the dots! Come on, your tired, it will do you good" This I have put in my diary! So away we go, Nikki, a Russian girl driving for an hour pulling in with a few cars there. They had a bar set up, two other girls from somewhere and a lot of men. “Folks, if you come inside were ready" I think that's what she said. They had this lamb tied up to a post standing on a box. “Gentlemen? To have sex with this lamb feels the same as any woman...any volunteers?" I was sure no one would step forward but this loud mouth guy did. “I'll tell ya if this is like a broad!" I couldn't believe it, he was going to fuck that lamb! Off came his pants and he rammed it into the poor lamb who was bleating! “Son of a bitch" he shouted pumping his dick in and out “she's right!" backing off laughing.. “Anyone else?" No one moved and I was happy about that A nude woman, in her forty's, overweight, came walking to-wards us with two police dogs on leashes. Oh no, don't tell me! “Right over her folks" our guide said as she went in a stall Those two dogs really wanted her sniffing her pussy, pushing each other out of the way to get at her until she thrashed the one with the lanyard and the other licked her. What a goofy ugly smile she had pushing that dog away to give the other the same chance. During this time, a lot of men were looking at us making all kinds of lude remarks but I never let on I heard them. She then pulled out some sleeves with the dogs becoming excited as she put them on their front legs Now what are they for? It didn't take long before one of those dogs was on her back and after a short period of time, she would move him off her and the other dog was there to lick her then mount her This went on for quite a while with one dogs knot in her. “Any of you Ladies want to try this?" She was laughing, the men were howling for one of us to try this and all I wanted to do was go home. “Lots of time, it will take about 20 minutes before he can dismount her! Don't want that? Ok, let’s move down here then" still smiling. “Where's Nikki?" She had disappeared. “She went that way with two guys" smiling at me. No wonder they call us working girls! Holy! They had a pony tethered with his back feet tied so he couldn't kick forward. I don't want to see this! That pinto pony had a dick that had to be 18" long waving back and forth with a naked man and woman entering the stall Immediately, she had her fingers in herself then rubbed her hand on the pony's nose with the man smiling. I nudged Mona as a man two places down was wanking! In a place like this, I guess it was all right to do that. “I know! He's the fourth I've seen" smiling. She doesn't miss a trick. The man was on one side holding the pony's dick as she crawled under the pony with others moving so they could have a clear view. I'll be go to Hell! He got that cock of his in her! Not all of it of course but more than I thought he could! Both hands on that pony's dick, the man was masturbating him with his dick in her when he began to snort and she let a whoop out of her! My God, the pony came in her and his sperm just came pouring out of her! The men were applauding and when she moved forward, she looked proud that the pony came in her. Wow! In seconds they disappeared and I had it, I didn't want to see any more. “We have a very horny pig back here and some eels if anyone would like to try them" she shouted but there not part of our presentation” “Mona? I can't take no more, I'm going out to the car, I'm beat” “OK, make sure your door is locked" as she followed the crowd. I woke up when they got in, both laughing but never said anything. No, I didn't care what they were laughing about, something devious to be sure. As soon as we got home, I had a quick shower and went to bed, no supper waking up at 6am. This is not like me I said to myself, I always have all kinds of energy. The it hit me! All I do is sit and fuck! What happened to that exercise program? No time like the present to get started, get yourself back in shape. I soon found out how bad a shape I was in when I was huffing and puffing after a few blocks of jogging. So between turn 5 and 10 tricks a day, I began to eat right, exercise and everything tightened back up. It paid off too as more of my customers were repeats. I was doing quite well until that jerk boss we had came in with the cheques. What the Hell is this for? “Excuse me" I said “for what time period is this?" The look he gave me was frightening! “You’re not satisfied?' he growled. “No I’m not satisfied" I shouted back “I've had 138 tricks since I've been here and that adds up a lot more than this!" Who the Hell does he think he is? “Don't worry about it, I'll make the adjustments next week" snapping at me. “You'll make the adjustments right now! To-day!” “I run this house, you’re not satisfied, get out!” “That's the way you want it, fine! I'll have this place closed in two hours until you do pay!" To make a long drawn out story short, he did pay not only me but the others who he had been cheating and then he disappeared. “Ladies" this silver haired man said smiled. “sorry for the misunderstanding by Arthur, he thought he should pocket some of your money. At any rate, he gone and won't be back" smiling. Both Mona and Nikki said that he was fish bait! I didn't mean for that to happen to him. It's all about money and if anyone touches their money, they don't get a chance to touch it twice! From then on, everyone kept score, just like I did. I broke mine down to blow jobs, doggies, missionary and anal and believe it or not, at the end of the month with different prices on each activity, the dollar amount was basically the same. One of the delights that I would have done for free if ask to, was to tease a boy and let him think he made out with a woman. I only had three of these adventures and still smile with affection when I think of Sebastian. His father was mega wealthy, took Sabastian with him wherever he went and woke up one day to find out his Son had needs! I was introduced to the Father by the producer of a part in a movie I did but more about that later. “My Son Sabastian is 14" he said nervously “and his eye has turned to girls! Now what I want is you to dress like a teacher and let him seduce you at his own pace" His own pace? What's his definition of seduce? I knew better than to ask questions, people like this want only results! So the next day I arrived at their Hotel and introduced to Sebastian as a tutor by his Father. “Ok" he said “What is your specialty?" That stunned his Father who fumbled for words. “Music, dance and advanced math" smiling. Please don't accept advanced math! “Are you any good?" he had that air of arrogance a lot of super rich people have. “I play with the Boston symphony: adjusting my glasses going to the window He's looking! So went for a walk, the body guard not more than five steps away questioning him on what he wanted to play. “I don't want to play anything I would like to learn to dance though" whew, he's smiling. “The dance it is" asking is he had a girl that he wanted to dance with. “I've never been with a girl but I want to be ready when the time comes" A self-confessed Virgin? Be still my heart! “Since I'm being paid for this, let’s get back and we'll get started” “How old are you?” “I'm almost 21 and if I were you, I'd pit that in the form of a question rather than demanding an answer, girls don't like demands, not the ones I know!" No one ever corrected him like that I'm sure but to make him secure, I had to show him I was a prize that was worth catching. Removing my business suit, bra, glasses and letting my hair down, I changed into a simple back dress. This certainly grabbed his attention. “Well star off with a fox trot, maybe something slower and go from there, ok?" Holding him close, we went rough the basic steps and he was doing quite well Greeks are known for their dancing and he was no exception One thing for sure, he certainly like to be held! The next morning I was there bright and early with his Father saying, “I’m sorry, we must go to Milan Italy and for now, we will have to postpone your....” “No no Papa, she can come with us" he blurted out! “Well I'd like to" my mind racing “But I have no clothes and....” “We can buy whatever you need" Sabastian pleaded and his father through up his arms. In 30 minutes we were in the air in their jet with six people on board, Sabastian next to me. “I really liked dancing with you" he whispered. “I shouldn't tell you this" I whispered back “but you brought out some feelings in me” “I did? Wow!" he face turning crimson. So I leaned over top of him a few times and yes, he was looking down at my exposed breasts “Um...when you said I brought out feelings in you, what did you mean?" This young man is lacking confidence and needs to be in charge like his Father. “Years ago, I fell in love with a boy just like you. He kissed me, he touched me all over and even to-day, I get goose bumps when I think of him" looking down. “What happened to him?" His poor face strained with anticipation. “He took his boat out one day and was lost at sea" Damn! He had to turn his head, he was tearing up! I wasn't shy about getting new clothes, the Hotel had nothing but designer clothes and I bought enough to fill a suitcase. The next morning while having breakfast of the patio, Sebastian came to the table in pian. “Where does it hurt?" as he sat down cautiously “Down below, you know” “Yes I do know and I also know there's only one way to help you, let’s go!” “What are you going to do?" he said getting up. “Come with me Sebastian, I'll take care of you" I know he worried going to my room balking when I tried to take down his pants. “Sabastian? U only done this with one other person, that boy I was telling you about. Now do you trust me? You want to be better? Don’t fight me on this! I'll make you all better” “But what are you going to do?" almost in tears.. “Either you trust me or I’m leaving you in pain" He sure didn't like that as he sat down on the bed. “Lay down, keep your eyes closed and let me have my way with you" Son of a gun, he has almost six inches! His poor scrotum was more than twice its normal size, poor baby! As soon as I put his cock in my mouth, he let a yelp out of him pounding the bed with his fists. Maximum, fifteen seconds until he exploded and I’m here to tell you, I swallowed three mouthfuls. Keeping it in my mouth for a minute I asked him how he felt but he couldn't answer. “Go and wash yourself and I'll see you on the patio" His Father was sitting with his staff so I went on the other side with him joining me. “How are you making out with my Son?” “I'm making progress but you know, it has to be done right" No I didn't tell him. “Hi Papa" Sebastian smiled “I'm learning to dance" He gave him a kiss and left smiling. “Wow, do I ever feel better, thanks a lot?" now hungry “Well eat a good breakfast, we have a lot to do to-day" patting his hand. Up to my room we go, I change into a black leather mini skirt and red blouse open at the front leaving my panties and bra off. Dancing fast for ten minutes, we were both tired so I shut the radio off and sat down my legs open just enough. “Whew, it's hot in here, open the window" He did but when he say down this time, he was right in front of e. Veazy eh what? He was getting a full view finally asking, “You ever make love to that boy who was lost at sea?” “Yes, twice and I miss it so much" Come on Sebastian, ask me! “I guess it would be out of the question for me to make love to you, wouldn’t it?” “No!" I shouted “You'd do that for me?" sitting up straight. His face was glowing as I took his hand yanking him to his feet, pulling him over to the bed. “It's been years Sebastian" ripping my blouse off “ since I...." His mouth was hanging open, his face was red, he had stopped breathing as he starred at my breasts. In truth, they were a perfect 32B which many others commented on. I didn't wait, off came my mini skirt laying down on the bed “Sabastian!" I shouted at him which brought him back to the present “Hurry!" There's nothing smooth about a horny teen boy! He came at me all arms and legs in every direction possible. I'm going to jumped ahead until he finally settled down in me and was acting rational rather than the racing machine he thought he was. I must tell you also, I was horny and after ten minutes of steady pumping in me, I did cum, not a lot but lightly. A shower was in order so he could explore my body and over next few days, I had him make love to me in every position possible. Of course, the day was fast approaching when I was to disappear with his Father breaking the news. “I have bad news for you. Your Mother has died and they need you" I left the room with him pretending to cry and he handed me the keys of a very expensive sports car. Wow. So I took a flight back that night and drove my new car home. There was no easy way to say good bye and I can tell you, he's going to be a great lover as time goes by. Enough is enough is enough! The house held no more interest for me, I had a brand new expensive sports cat, now two suitcases full of designer clothes, time to go home. Shipping the car was expensive but that's the cost you bare if you want to keep the car. Cashing in all my bonds, transferring my bank account, emptying the safety deposit box and a hundred other details did take time landing in New York on that brisk fall day. A week later, I drive across the border at Buffalo and I was home. Three days later, I bought a loft and one noon hour when I had everything set, I needed a man (for free) going to one of the big Hotels down town. Now you can dress a girl up and chances are you wouldn't know if she was a prostitute or not but certain things give her away. Such was the case when I went to the washroom. I spotted this beauty and I just couldn't resist. “How business?' smiling at her. She gave me one of those looks like who are you? “Relax, I just got into town and I’m looking for an exclusive house" Scribbling my phone number down, I left it beside her purse and left. The next day Rhonda called, we met and like the man says, that's history. So now I work when I want, basically enjoy myself at this new beginning, my eye always looking for another Sabastian.

White Prey – A pair of high school girls are kidnaped, turned into sex slaves and junkies then eventually killed by their rapist The party was in full swing when Sherry and Janet arrived. The two high school juniors got out of their cab and walked up the sidewalk. Sherry wasn't much of a party girl. She drank a couple of glasses of wine now and then and smoked a joint maybe once every six months. She was more interested in graduating first in her class and winning sprints in track meets than partying anyway. She wasn't looking for a boyfriend, she already had one of those and she was planning to marry him after college. At eighteen, she knew her whole life was ahead of her and she wasn't in any hurry to get there. She enjoyed being in high school, the apple of her parent's eyes and being worshipped by her boyfriend. She knew she was very easy on the eyes. Her hair was that almost white, blonde you sometimes see. She wore it very long, below her butt in fact, and it was so long and silky and full that people asked to touch it sometimes. That butt was legendary too. She had the sprinter's tone and muscle. She worked it hard and the result was that it was slender, round and formed a perfect bubble. Her waist was tiny and flared into slim hips that were definitely female. She had always wished she had smaller boobs they had to be supported firmly to keep them from bouncing uncontrollably when she ran. They also drew a lot of uninvited attention. She didn't like being stared at as if she were a piece of meat by every boy she met. Her legs were long, slim, and toned too. She tanned nicely and she always looked like she had spent an afternoon in the sun recently. Her skin was perfect, smooth, and silky. Janet, on the other hand, was a party girl. She was nearly as beautiful as Sherry, but she had hair that was almost blue-black. She spent most weekends drinking with her friends. She wasn't a slut, but *********** boys were allowed to play with her and for the ones she really liked, she was willing to give up her body. Her skin was fair and clear and her boobs were even bigger than Sherry's. She had been invited to this party by her lab partner, Patti. She didn't know Patti very well, but they had been assigned to each other at the beginning of the year. They talked some and she liked Patti well enough. Janet had nagged at Sherri until her friend agreed to go. She didn't want to go by herself, but she felt comfortable with Sherry along. They rang the doorbell and recognized the boy that opened the door. He was a defensive lineman on the local university football team. He had graduated from their high school two years earlier. Sherri had always felt uncomfortable around him. He was huge and very muscular , but she always hated the way he stared at her boobs. It was like he was undressing her with his eyes. He was good looking enough, but he was black and she would never even consider going out with a black man. Patti was there and there were probably 50 people at the party. The girls recognized some of them. They were given a beer and they circulated around a little. Sherri noticed something that seemed odd to her. She commented on it to Janet. Nearly all of the men at the party were black college athletes and nearly all the girls were white. "Do you know what cleat chasers are?" Janet asked her. "No, I've never heard that before." "They're girls that want to get with athletes," Janet told her. "I think that's what's going on here. These are a bunch of girls that hang out around the athletes. Let's just get high and go home. I didn't know Patti was such a mud-shark." "What's a mud-shark?" Sherry asked. "You're hopeless nave," Janet said. "That's a white girl that fucks black dudes." Sherry blushed a little. One of the girls on the track team handed them a joint and they shared it among the three of them. Little did they know that it was about to change their lives forever. Among the guests at the party was someone that was well known to the police. Dawaun Davis was a drug dealer and a pimp. He got most of his pimping business done at parties like these. Dawaun dealt in high-quality white girls. He liked them young and fresh. He would get some of his boys at the university to throw a party and invite the white high school girls. Most of them were skanks that fucked themselves out on black studs and he wasn't interested in them. Almost invariably at these parties, some innocent white girls would show up, not knowing what kind of party they were at. Those were the ones Dawaun was looking for. Their liberal educations told them that black and white were all the same. Black men were no different than white men and black women were no different than white women. They had been taught this all their lives and of course, Dawaun knew it was the lie that black men sold in order to fuck white women. He knew the brothers craved white pussy. No white woman was safe around him. He could guilt most of them into giving up their pussy. He would tell them that the reason they wouldn't put out for him was because they were racists. They didn't know how to react to that and he could usually get them in bed with just a little force to overcome their reluctance. Those were the ones he didn't want. They were sluts and he wanted the clean girls that wouldn't willingly give up their white pussies to a black man. Those were the prime white pussies. He knew just how to work things. He kept the weed flowing and he had special treats for those unsuspecting white girls. He kept a few joints laced with heroin and PCP in reserve, just for them. When those innocent white girls were stoned out of their gourds, he would move in for the score. Sherry and Janet were very stoned. Neither girl had that much experience with weed, let alone the powerful narcotics that they had inhaled. They wobbled toward a sofa off the living room that was unoccupied. They both nearly fell before collapsing on the couch. Dawaun had been watching them and made sure they got one of his special items. As they reclined, leaning on each other, he made his move. "Looks like you girls had a little too much," he said. They giggled drunkenly and looked up at the huge black stud towering over them. "Will you call us a cab?" Sherry asked. "You can use my phone. I have a cab company on speed dial." Dawaun told them he would call them a cab, but he didn't need her phone. He made the call, but it wasn't to the number Sherry gave him. Dawaun owned a cab company and he called Tyrone, one of his boys that drove for him. Tyrone had made pickups for Dawaun before and he knew just where to deliver his passengers. They staggered out to the cab and he helped them in. They gave him the address and collapsed, giggling in the back seat. They were too stoned to notice as Tyrone drove them deep into the ghetto and pulled up in front of the rundown apartment building Dawaun owned. He opened the door and helped them out. "This isn't my house," Sherry mumbled in confusion. "Where are we?" "I gots to go in and pick up a package," he explained. "I be right back." The girls looked around in confusion. They were the only white people in sight. They felt very nervous about being alone and Sherry told Tyrone they would go in with him. That was just what he wanted. He helped them stagger inside and the locals shook their heads. They had seen junkies like this before. These girls looked healthier than most of the junkies they had seen. They lacked the emaciated bodies and blank eyes, but they knew that Dawaun was training some new whores. Once inside they struggled up a flight of stairs and Tyrone opened the door so that they could come inside. The door was heavy metal and Sherry saw bars on the windows. She thought this must be a very bad neighborhood to need bars on the windows on the second story. Tyrone helped them to the sofa and they collapsed while he went into another room. He was gone for some time and the girls rapidly fell asleep under the influence of the powerful narcotics. Sherry awoke when she felt something metallic close around her wrists and a heavy cloth bag was slipped over her head. She tried to struggle and scream but the bag was pressed tight over her nose and mouth and she quickly began to suffocate. She lost consciousness. When she awoke she looked around. She was in an unfamiliar room, lying down. She tried to sit up but discovered that she was handcuffed to a headboard. Her legs were tied too and as she looked down she discovered to her horror that she was naked. She began to panic. She looked around and there was another bed across the room from the one Sherry occupied. Janet was in an identical position. The girl's legs were tied obscenely apart so that her pussy was completely exposed; the pink lips displayed by position she was in. There was a window high in the wall with bars over it. There was a metal door between the beds. The beds were the only furniture in the room. "Janet," Sherry called to her friend in a stage whisper. "Janet; are you awake?" Janet stirred. She turned her head to look at Sherry. Sherry saw panic fill her friend's big blue eyes as she tried to sit up and discovered her predicament. She began to struggle, growing more frantic by the second. "Janet, stop it," Sherry said. "You can't get loose; I've tried. Panicking will just make it worse. Where do you think we are?" "I don't know. I remember being at the party and getting very high," she said. "We got in a cab. I don't remember anything else. Do you?" "No, I don't. I think someone gave us something besides weed." She looked around and discovered a camera near the ceiling in one corner of the room. It swiveled to focus on Janet. "I think someone is watching us," she said. They heard the sound of a key at the door. It opened and Dawaun came in carrying a tray. It was covered with a cloth. "Hello, ladies," Dawaun greeted them. "I see you're awake. Good; we start playing now." "Who the hell are you?" Janet cried. "What are you doing with us? Our parents are going to be looking for us. Turn us loose and we won't tell anyone you kidnapped us." "You girls Dawaun's girlfriends now," he said. "Dawaun used your phones and texted your parents. They thinks you staying with each other. Nobody looking for Janet and Sherry. Dawaun going to make his girlfriend’s feel real good now. We going to have a party. Janet and Sherry real good-looking girls. He knows the white girls like the big black dick. Dawaun got something special for them." "You bastard, you turn us loose and let us out of here," Sherry said. "You're going to jail for a long time for this." That was the wrong thing to say to Dawaun. He had already spent most of his young life in jail. He had been incarcerated for burglary at eighteen. A white man came home from work unexpectedly and caught Dawaun in his house. His wife had been found tied up naked in their bedroom. The police report made no mention of the fact that he had raped her all day long or the countless orgasms he had wrung from her reluctant body. Dawaun knew that all white women secretly wanted to be dominated by a black man. He delighted in bringing the sluts to orgasm on his big black cock and breaking their will. He was going to have fun with these young white girls. When he was done with them they would be black cock sluts and he would add them to his stable of ho's. He uncovered the tray and the girls were horrified to discover several syringes of clear liquids on it. He moved to Janet's bed and got one of the syringes ready. He wrapped a surgical tube around her arm and slapped the inside of her elbow, causing her veins to stand out. "What are you doing? Stay away from me," the helpless girl struggled against her restraints. "Now baby, you just settle down," Dawaun said. "We ain't going nowhere. Dawaun going to show you a good time." Janet thrashed desperately but Dawaun knew how to deal with reluctant white girls. A quick blow to her solar plexus left Janet helpless and gasping. Dawaun quickly found her vein and Sherry watched in horror as a plume of blood was drawn into the needle. He quickly injected the contents into Janet's vein as she fought for breath. He backed away and Janet cried out in horror as her last coherent thoughts fought desperately to the surface. "Noooo; what did you do to me? What did you give me? Oh God, what's happening to me? Please, no; don't do this to me!" It was too late. Dawaun released the rubber tube around her arm and the powerful drugs he had injected quickly spread through her body. Dawaun had a custom mix he used to tame his bitches. He had a powerful aphrodisiac used in animal husbandry, just enough heroin to take the edge off and help his victim's relax completely and a powerful jolt of cocaine to keep their senses and nerve endings at a maximum sensitivity. Janet collapsed back on her pillow as the powerful drug combination sent her into orbit. As the cocaine and the aphrodisiac kicked in she felt her nipples harden and her areola crinkle. Her pussy became moist and flushed and she began to writhe on the bed. Dawaun had a plan in mind. Usually, when he had two new bitches he sent one on a trip and made the other watch. The humiliation and degradation she would undergo while watching her friend raped and turned into a black cock slut would cause her mind to break easier. He would then wait for the other to sober up and force her to watch while her friend underwent the same treatment. He had decided that Janet would be the first to experience the pleasure he was going to give them. He would save this fantastic blonde teenager for a later treat. He went to Sherry's bed and pulled it around where she would have a front row seat for the spectacle. He taped her head in place so that she couldn't turn away from her friend's rape. Janet was in a daze; her body twisting and her thighs rubbing together as the breeder's potion flowed through her body. Her sexual organs were on fire with need and the cocaine had affected her nerves to the point that every touch was magnified. Dawaun knew that she would cause herself to cum eventually without him even touching her. He didn't intend to allow that to happen. As Sherry looked on with horror, Dawaun got out a little vial of premium grade cocaine from underneath the cloth covering the tray. A tiny gold spoon was attached to the cap of the vial and he scooped up a little spoonful of the potent cocaine. He bent down to Janet's breasts and he began to suck on her nipples. They sprang to attention and he licked and sucked at them for minutes; leaving them wet and shiny with his saliva. Janet gasped when his mouth made contact and the action of his thick black lips on her breasts cause sparks of pleasure to flash through her body. She groaned as he sprinkled the cocaine over her nipples and areolae. He let the crystals dissolve while he repeated the process over her now prominent clitoris and pussy lips. She was now fully prepared and Dawaun moved in for the climax. Janet's mind swam on a sea of bliss. The feelings inspired by the actions of the drugs on her innocent young body were overwhelming her mind. As she twisted and rubbed her thighs together sparks of pleasure shot through her pussy and set her brain on fire. Dawaun returned to of her nipples and found them now as hard as diamond. He sucked and pulled at the rubbery flesh. Janet knew in the back of her mind that she didn't want these feelings. At least, she didn't want them at the hands of this vile black rapist, but her reactions were helpless. She arched her back, giving him better access to the firm mounds of tit flesh. He gradually worked his way down her beautiful body to the tiny patch of groomed, black curls over her pussy. As he moved lower between her thighs her hips began small coital motions toward him. Her pussy lips were still sealed and he ran his tongue between them, opening them up so that her juices could begin to flow. He drank up her nectar. These young white girls had the sweetest pussies. He began to tease her little clitoris out of its protective hood and it swelled beneath his tongue, becoming twice its normal size under his ministrations. He grasped it between his finger and thumb and began to stroke its sensitive sides. Janet twitched and groaned as the powerful sensations flowed through her loins. "What are you doing to me?" the helpless girl protested. "Don't do that. I don't want you to do that. Please, I'm begging you; stop, I don't want this." "Now, baby," he soothed her. "Dawaun going to make Janet feel real good. She going to cum for Dawaun and he make her little pussy feel real good." "No, I don't want to cum. Please," she gasped. "Don't make me cum. You're raping me. Don't rape me! Please, I'm begging you, don't do this to me." Dawaun ignored her pleas and he began to flick the head of her painfully hard clitoris with his tongue as he continued to stimulate the sides of its shaft with his fingers. He could feel her muscles begin to tighten in response to the incredible stimulation her eighteen-year-old pussy was receiving. Janet had experienced orgasm before. She had allowed five boys to touch her treasured prize and three of them had brought her to orgasm. She had allowed two of them to fuck her and she had enjoyed the experience very much. Never in her young life had she felt anything like the sensations emanating from her drug enhanced body now. She could feel an explosion building inside her. Her thighs began to tremble and her breath came in gasps as every muscle in her body drew tight in anticipation. The cords of her neck drew taught and she began to arch up toward Dawaun's tongue. She bridged up off the bed as the explosion took her out of her body. She convulsed and screamed as her release came. Fluids gushed from her overstimulated pussy and Dawaun eased a finger inside and began to stimulate her g-spot. She continued to scream out her pleasure as Sherry looked on in horror. She wanted to close her eyes to this horrible scene. Her friend was experiencing powerful, multiple orgasms as this huge black rapist had his way with her innocent white pussy. She could hear the disgusting squishing sounds of Dawaun's finger working inside the sopping wet pussy of the young white teen. The influence of the cocaine flowing through Janet's system and the effects of the powerful aphrodisiac kept her cuming for more than ten minutes. She collapsed back on the bed in exhaustion as Dawaun at last allowed her little white pussy to stop its convulsions. She was nearly unconscious from the mind-shattering orgasms as his burly black body moved up to cover her petite, white form. The contrast of her fair skin and Dawaun's coal black body was obscene. Sherry looked in horror at what was happening. She could plainly see Dawaun's huge black cock. It was fully erect and she could hardly believe her eyes. It was inhuman! No one could possibly have a cock that big. It was a foot long and as big around as her wrist. She saw that Dawaun was about to insert it in her friend's helpless pussy. "No," she cried out. "Don't stick that in her! You'll kill her. It's too big. She's only eighteen, for God's sake, don't do this to her." Janet was roused to protest as well by her friend's cries. She began to weep and beg. "Don't put in in me! I'm not taking birth control. You'll get me pregnant! Don't, stop; please stop! You're going to ruin my life. I can't get pregnant with a black baby." This was music to Dawaun's ears. He loved how these white girls begged and pleaded with him before he ruined their little white pussies. He dipped the head of his huge black member between her little pussy lips. He ran it up and down the lips, coating it in her secretions and slid it up to rub over her engorged clitoris. She groaned at the sensation and sighed in relief as he pulled back. The girls saw him take the little spoon and sprinkle the head of his cock with cocaine. She had no idea why he would do that. Dawaun had tried all sorts of drugs that promised sexual enhancement, but he had discovered that with the huge purple head of his cock liberally coated with cocaine he could fuck for hours without cuming. The potent cocaine, also directly injected into the pussies of these white bitches sent them to the moon. He moved the head of his huge cock back to Janet's little pink slit. He slid it back and forth between her pussy lips, getting it slick and ready with her wetness. She began to thrash and moan as the head was pressed against her little pussy. "No, don't put it in me," she begged. "Please, just let me go. I won't tell anyone if you just let me go. We won't tell. Don't do this, please; I'm begging you." Her words inflamed Dawaun even more. He loved hearing these innocent little white bitches beg him not to ruin their little pussies with his big black cock. Soon enough, she would be begging him to fuck her. He pressed the head of his cock harder against her opening and it began to slip inside as her pussy stretched to accommodate him. Janet was growing frantic. The two cocks she had in her were nowhere near the size of Dawaun's monster. Sherry also watched in horror as she saw Dawaun's huge helmet sink into her friend's pink lips. How could this be happening? Only a few hours before they had been high and happy and now they were being held captive and raped by this vile black monster. Janet thrashed and flailed wildly as she tried to keep Dawaun out of her pussy. She was nearly helpless, bound as she was and his heavy weight on her was making her very tired as she struggled vainly against him. Even more distressing was the feeling of tremendous pressure against her little pussy. The combination of the drugs she had been given was working on her mind, and if she hadn't felt her pussy slowly being invaded she would have been very horny and aroused. Her pussy was sending mixed signals to her brain. She felt tremendous pain as Dawaun pushed his huge member inside her, stretching her almost beyond her capacity to expand. Her pussy lips were stretched tightly around the head of his giant black cock. At the same time, she felt incredible feelings of ecstasy as the friction of his cock between her little pink pussy lips became more and more pronounced as he sawed it in and out. Both girls began to beg and plead with him to take his cock out of Janet's pussy. Janet thought of an idea. "Please, Dawaun, I'll suck your cock and make you come. Please don't fuck me. I'll make it good for you. We'll both suck your cock and make you come, won't we Sherry?" Sherry had never sucked a cock before and she certainly didn't want Dawaun's disgusting black cock in her mouth, but she wanted to help her friend. She suspected that when he was through with Janet she would be the next victim. She agreed to suck Dawaun's cock too and let him come in her mouth. "Dawaun let Janet and Sherry suck his cock later," he told them. "Now, he going to fuck Janet and make her feel real nice." He pushed his head in and it popped into Janet's straining cunt with an audible sound. He got two inches into her and she screamed and trashed wildly under him. He held still for a couple of minutes, letting her become accustomed to his huge black cock in her little white pussy. She even began to hope that he would be content with just putting it in her. That hope was dashed as he began to move, drawing back and then giving her the two inches she had before. He continued these small motions until her secretions had coated his cock and made her very slippery. Each forward motion claimed a little more of her pussy. He now had six inches inside her and she was frantic with the pain. He rested again and felt her contract and expand wildly around him, her pussy spasming around him. He began to move again and he fed her that six inches again and again. The intolerable pain began to recede and the pleasurable feelings grew stronger. She was getting used to the incredibly huge black cock in her. She felt stuffed and uncomfortable but the agonizing pain was gone. Under the influence of the powerful aphrodisiac flowing through her veins she began to make small motions with her hips, fucking back on the huge black pole inside her. "Look here," Dawaun said to Sherry. "Janet like the black dick. She like the big package. Sherry going to love it too." Small cries and moans began to escape from Janet as his cock began to stimulate her little clitoris and rub against her g-spot. He continued to give her more until ten inches of huge black cock were inside her tender white pussy. She felt him bump painfully against her cervix and she screamed. "No, stop! I can't take any more. You're killing me!" Dawaun backed out a little and she was perversely grateful for the small gesture. She was grunting with the effort of taking this huge black cock and a sheen of perspiration coated her beautiful body. She began to mew nastily as the huge cock stimulated areas in her pussy that had never felt a cock before. Sherry was horrified to hear her friend's moans of pain turn to moans of unmistakable pleasure under Dawaun's relentless thrusts. Her hips were now moving in time with his thrusts inside her and she couldn't stop the feelings that were overwhelming her. She needed to cum; she had to cum and satisfy this craving induced by the drugs and this huge black cock inside her. Dawaun felt her surrender. She was about to orgasm on his cock and he loved the look of ecstasy on her pretty white face. Her eyes were closed and her face was flushed. The flush was creeping down over her neck toward her breasts; the unmistakable signs of a white bitch about to come on a black cock. "Look Sherry," he said. "Janet about to cum. She going to cum for Dawaun. That's it baby, cum for Dawaun!" Janet didn't want to cum on this huge black cock that was raping her, but she couldn't control her bodies reactions. She needed to cum and she exploded into orgasm as her pussy clamped down on Dawaun's cock inside her. "That's it, baby," he encouraged her. "Cum for Dawaun. He making Janet feel real good just like he promised." Her body continued to spasm under him. She screamed out her pleasure and thrust against this cock that was driving her wild. Dawaun pumped her pussy like a piston as she exploded, her body arching up off the bed as she came. He slowed his motions as she writhed in the throes of her orgasm. When she began to relax, he increased the tempo of his thrusts while strumming her little clitoris with his thumb. This set her off again and she began to experience multiple orgasms on his thick black cock. He played her like a well-tuned instrument as he kept her in a constant state of orgasm for more than ten minutes. She thrashed and groaned through one orgasm after another until she thought her heart was going to stop. Her body went into sensory overload and she lost consciousness. Dawaun felt her go limp under him and he coasted to a stop. He drew his still erect organ from her dripping pussy. He stood and walked around to brush the head of his cock against Sherry's pink lips. "Dawaun let Sherry suck his cock now," he told her. She couldn't turn her head away from his disgusting cock because of the duct tape holding her in place. She could feel the slimy head brush firmly against her lips and she felt the slickness of Janet's pussy juices coat her lips. She gagged at the smell and the texture of his cock head against hir lips and he used her reflex to slip his slimy cock into her little mouth. She felt like she was going to puke. He fucked her face for a few minutes until a groan from Janet distracted him. She was waking up and he returned to her. When she came to her senses it was only to find Dawaun's cock making its way back into her very wet pussy again. "No, stop; what are you doing," she cried. "Not again! I already fucked you. Don't do this to me again. We already fucked. I came for you, just like you said. Let us go now. You got what you wanted." "Dawaun made Janet feel good. She liked the black dick. Dawaun just make Janet cum again and then he let her go." "No, I don't want to cum anymore," she wept. "Please don't make me cum any more. I don't want to cum!" Although her words said no, her pussy was saying yes, contracting wildly on Dawaun's cock as she approached orgasm again. "Janet just cum one more time for Dawaun and then he let her go,' he told her. He began to pound her pussy, giving her the ten inches she had before like a piston and she exploded again into multiple orgasms. Her body was beginning to accept her new black lover as she gave tongue to her pleasure again and again. This time she didn't lose consciousness as Dawaun coasted to a stop. "Dawaun has one more little thing for Janet to do," he told her. "What?" she asked. "I came again, just like you said." "Yes, but Sherry needs to cum too," he explained. "Janet help Dawaun make Sherry cum and then everyone go home happy." He pulled his cock out of her pussy and went to the tray sitting on a chair. He got another syringe and approached Sherry. She drew back in horror as he wrapped the surgical tube around her arm and got the syringe into a vein. Sherry fought wildly but the huge black stud was far too strong for the little white high school girl. He pushed the plunger down, injecting the drug mixture into her innocent body. He removed the rubber tube from her arm and her mind reeled from the rush of the powerful drugs through her system. Coherent thought became nearly impossible and she floated on a sea of bliss. Dimly, she was aware that Dawaun had left her and returned to Janet. She heard the other's girl's protests as Dawaun began to tongue her pussy to a state of arousal again. Dawaun worked his talented tongue over Janet's well fucked pussy, causing flashes of pleasure to shoot through her mind. He tongued her clitoris to a maddening state of arousal. It swelled out of its protective hood and his tongue attacked it, bringing the helpless girl to the brink of orgasm. "See how good Janet's pussy feel when Dawaun lick it?" he pointed out. "Janet like her pussy ate. Sherry like that too. Dawaun need Janet to help him make Sherry's pussy feel good like Janet's. Will Janet help Sherry?" Janet's mind was a fog of drug and sexual pleasure. It sounded reasonable to her in her mindless state that Sherry needed to feel the bliss of having her pussy given the same pleasure she had received. She agreed to help. Dawaun unlocked her handcuffs and untied the nylon hose that bound her ankles. He pulled her to the edge of the bed and knelt between her spread legs, lapping at her pussy again and sending her over the edge into a powerful climax. He let her recover for a minute then brought her to Sherry's bed. They lay down on either side of her. Sherry was floating in her drugged cloud of bliss. Dawaun instructed Janet to lick and suck her nipples while he attended to Sherry's virgin pussy. When Janet captured one of her nipples between her lips Sherry opened her glazed eyes. She saw the top of her friends head and reached down to pet her dark hair. She loved Janet, but what was she doing? Her nipples felt Janet's lips and tongue moving over them and sprang to attention. The drugs sweeping through her body were overpowering her mind. The heroin kept her from feeling any anxiety and the aphrodisiac and cocaine sent shivers of pleasure through her, causing her to shudder and moan. Something seemed wrong, but she could only focus on how good her nipples felt. "Janet, what are you doing to me, baby?" she murmured. Janet looked up at her. "Shh," she hushed her friend. "I'm making you feel good. Doesn't this feel good, Sherry?" It did feel very good. When Dawaun took advantage of her nipples, wet with Janet's saliva to sprinkle them with cocaine; it felt even better. Her nipples were as hard as nails and Janet sucking on them drove Sherry to distraction. Dawaun administered more of the cocaine to her pussy. It was flushed with excitement and her labia and clitoris had filled with blood. They were distended and now the cocaine caused them to spark and fill with pleasure. If she could have, she would have closed her thighs and stimulated her pussy. There was something between her thighs and it was impossible. This frustrated her and she hunched her pussy against warm flesh. Dawaun was very much aware of her movements and he knew the time had come to claim this gorgeous young white high school girl. He dipped his fingers between her thighs and lightly stroked her tender flesh, running his fingers up her taut inner thighs from her knees to her pussy. He avoided contacting her pussy for the moment, enjoying her silky skin. These young white girls had the most beautiful skin. The sisters couldn't match this. Sherry's golden toned body was exquisite. He ran his fingers through the little patch of white gold curls over her pubis and she twitched and thrust it toward his touch. Janet's teasing of her nipples had driven Sherry to the edge. She had allowed her boyfriend to play with her breasts a little and she had loved the feeling of his fingers on her nipples. What Janet was doing to her now felt a million times better to her drugged mind. She felt Dawaun's feather-light caresses and the combination drove her over the edge and she came. She supposed that it was Janet touching her pussy. She had forgotten all about Dawaun. She writhed and bucked under Janet, thrusting her chest forward and giving her friend better access to her nipples. As one of Dawaun's thick black fingers slid up her pussy, opening her beautiful pink lips and testing her moisture, she continued to cum. When his moistened finger came up to tease her tiny clitoris, she went into orbit. He coaxed her little love button out of hiding and it became engorged; shaped like a tiny penis. He took it between his thumb and forefinger and masturbated it like a tiny cock. His tongue flipped the little head and the intensity of her orgasms increased. Something seemed wrong, but she couldn't think what it might be as her orgasms claimed her every thought. Sherry had played with her little pussy before, but no one else had ever touched it. She had achieved two small orgasms before when she had stroked it. The sensations had frightened her with their powerful feelings and she had backed away. They feelings flooding through her now threatened to overwhelm her. Dawaun had never seen anything like this little white girl. She had cum just from having her friend suck her nipples. This little girl was smoking hot. Her orgasms had exploded when he touched her pussy and she was still cuming. He whispered instructions to Janet. She was reluctant to eat her friend's pussy, but when Dawaun moved behind her cute little ass and inserted his monster cock into her tight little pussy doggy-style, she moved to do what he told her. Sherry felt Janet's lips leave her nipples and move down across the flat plain of her belly. The warmth of Janet's lips was soothing and exciting at the same time. When they closed around her clitoris and Janet's tongue pushed into her pussy opening; incredible feeling rushed to her brain. She could hear her own groans mingled with Janet's as Dawaun's cock thrust away at her friend's pussy. Sherry kept her eyes tightly closed and her body began to tremble in anticipation of another huge orgasm. Janet felt her begin to tense and increased the speed of her motions on Sherry's little pussy. As Dawaun's cock pounded her to the brink, she brought her friend along with her and in moments the two high school girls exploded together in orgasm. Their screams and moans mingled together in a beautiful duet until they collapsed together exhausted on the bed. They slept and Dawaun secured one of Janet's wrists to Sherry's bed while she slept. He allowed them to sleep for thirty minutes. He chopped up several lines of the cocaine on a small mirror and dusted both girls genitals again. He had been enjoying making these innocent white girls cum, but now it was his turn. He was going to fuck Sherry's virgin pussy and cum in her, spoiling her tight little snatch and beginning the process of breaking her will. He tested the e wetness of her pussy and gave it a lick or two, parting her labia and allowing her moisture from her previous orgasms to leak out. He moved between her legs and looked down at his beautiful captive. Dawaun decided he had never before seen such a beautiful girl. Everything about her was perfection. Her breasts were large and heavy, yet without a hint of sag. They stood out proudly, keeping their form and shape even while she slept on her back. Her nipples were still erect from the breeder's friend flowing through her veins and the cocaine he had sprinkled on them. They were a beautiful coffee with cream color and about the size of a pencil eraser. Her areola were thick and puffy, forming small cones that covered the tip of each breast. They practically begged to be sucked. Her body was perfectly toned, the soft silky skin a golden color a few shades lighter than her nipples. Her stomach showed the ridges of abdominal muscles and it was toned and flat. She kept a small, thin line of downy soft curls over her pussy and it was otherwise bare and beautiful. Her mons rose from between her legs, the pussy lips rounded and smooth as a baby, her perfectly formed labia and clitoris peeking out. Her legs were long and muscular, a runner's legs and she had tiny feet. Most of all he was fascinated by that long, almost white, hair that framed her beautiful face and gave her an almost angelic look. Her lips were full and pouty and her teeth were a flash of white, showing in her partly open mouth. He had seen her eyes and they were spectacular. They were a deep blue that seemed to change between grey and almost violet with her moods and the light. This little high school junior was perfection personified and Dawaun was going to make a fortune with her. He even considered keeping her for his own personal fuck toy. He would get mad respect showing up at a gangland meeting with this little eighteen-year-old on his arm. Once her will was broken and she became a black cock slut, she would be his perfect bitch. He could keep her addicted to drugs and cock until her will was destroyed. Then he could clean her up before the drugs destroyed her beauty, keeping her in thrall with the orgasms he could bring her with his black sword between her legs. Once the white bitches got a taste of Dawaun's big black dick, they couldn't stay away. He had ruined dozens of the white bitches through the years. Once he got them hooked, they begged him to fuck them. He pimped them out, keeping them satisfied with drugs and the occasional fuck he threw their way. They came begging every time he saw them and he fucked them until he was tired of them and they made quite a stable. Dozens of teen aged white girls from good families, each one beautiful and innocent before they fell into his clutches; now sluts for black cock. He kept them in nice apartments and made sure they were healthy, never giving them more than just enough drugs to keep them cooperative. If they got too deeply addicted he cleaned them up. The rich brothers didn't want junkies and he made sure his girls were quality. Janet was nearly as spectacular as Sherry. Her pale, creamy, perfect white girl skin, her coal black hair, swirling around a beautiful face with cobalt blue eyes made quite a picture. She had large, firm breasts and the cutest little pink nipples. She obviously loved to fuck from her reactions to his big black cock in her little white pussy. She would make quite a pet too. These were the best girls Dawaun had ever come across. It was time to see what they were made of. His cock needed a few strokes and it was as hard as an iron bar again. He nested the huge purple head inside Sherry's little pussy lips, coating it with her slippery secretions. With a quick motion he popped it inside the tight ring of her pussy. Her eyes flew open in alarm and she cried out in pain at the sudden intrusion. Her eyes still held that glazed look of drug induced euphoria. She was disoriented and it took her a minute to realize what was happening. She saw Janet sleeping beside her, naked and with a just loved look on her beautiful face. She glanced down at the source of her pain and her eyes widened in horror. Realization came flooding back. They were being held captive by a huge black rapist! He had raped Janet, given them drugs and forced them to commit depraved sexual acts. He had forced Janet to lick her pussy and she had come to multiple orgasms on her friend's talented tongue. Those horrible, homosexual, acts caused her to begin weeping in humiliation. Now this vile black rapist had his monstrous cock inside her little virgin pussy. She screamed in horror and Janet jolted awake. It took her a minute to realize what was happening. She saw Dawaun mounted on Sherry and his enormous black member inside her friend's little pink pussy. She remembered how painful it had been for her and she cringed at what Sherry must be feeling. She remembered the pleasure she had eventually felt and her pussy grew wet at the thought. She fought against the horny urges of her pussy and began to plead with Dawaun. "Please don't fuck her Dawaun. She's just eighteen and she's a virgin! She has a boyfriend and they're going to get married when they graduate from college. Please, don't fuck her. You can fuck me again, but don't ruin her life." Sherry added her pleas to Janet's. "Please don't rape me. I'm a virgin! I'm saving myself for my boyfriend. I've never had sex. You're too big for me, you'll kill me! Please, I'm begging you, take it out. Don't do this to me, Oh God, help me, Janet!" Dawaun held up his hand. "You girls wasting your time. Dawaun going to fuck Sherry. There ain't anything they can do about it, so they might as well get used to it. This can go good or it can get ugly. You cooperate and Dawaun go slow, he don't hurt Sherry and she have a good time. If they don't cooperate, Dawaun going to guarantee that it going to hurt a lot. You girls going to be good?" "No, please, Dawaun," Sherry begged. "Don't fuck me! My boyfriend won't want me if I've been fucked by a black man! You'll kill me! You're too big and you aren't wearing a condom. I might get pregnant. I can't have a baby, I'm just eighteen. I can't have a black baby." "Sherry don't need to worry about that," Dawaun lied. "Dawaun got clipped back a few years ago. He just shooting blanks now. If you be good, Dawaun let Janet help. He turn you girls loose and he make them feel real good. He fuck both of them and make them cum a hundred times." "Please, I don't want to cum," Sherry begged. "I can't cum on a black cock! Please Dawaun!" "You can fuck me, Dawaun," Janet offered. "Just don't fuck Sherry, please, I'm begging you." "You girls want it rough then? That's the way you going to be? Dawaun going to mess up Sherry's pussy pretty bad that way." "No, don't do that," Janet begged. "We'll be good. Sherry, we have to be good. He's going to rape you anyway. If we cooperate he'll let me help and he won't tear up your pussy. I'm so sorry, Sherry. Let me help you." Both girls were weeping uncontrollably as they accepted the inevitable. Sherry was going to get fucked and there was nothing they could do about it. "What do you want us to do?" Sherry sobbed. "First we snort a little of this magic powder," he told them. "This make Dawaun's girlfriends feel real good and then they relax and fucking won't hurt them." He withdrew his cock from Sherry's little pink pussy and got the mirror with the lines of cocaine on it. He got a hundred-dollar bill and rolled it into a straw they could use to snort the premium grade drug. "What is it?" Sherry asked fearfully. "It isn't something that will make us drug addicts, is ti?" "No, baby; this just a little of the good cocaine," he explained. "Girls don't get addicted to cocaine. Dawaun don't want his girlfriends to be junkies. He don't give them nothing that hurt them, just magic powder to make them relax and feel fine. You going to like this." He held the hundred up her little button nose, noticing the cute little dusting of freckles across it for the first time. She reluctantly snorted the first line and he gave her the second in the other nostril. Her brain exploded as the potent drug hit her. She loved the feeling and a look of bliss settled over her lovely face. He repeated the process with Janet and set the mirror aside. He returned to the bed and released the two girls from their bindings. "Janet work on Sherry a little and get her ready," he said. "Eat that little blonde pussy and Dawaun fuck Janet while she get Sherry ready." "We're not lesbians," Sherry objected. "Dawaun know you not dykes," he said. "Janet made Sherry feel real good though earlier. She do that again." Sherry remembered how she had come before as Janet ate her little pussy and she felt so good and so sparkly and so horny from the cocaine and the aphrodisiac that she didn't object as Janet began to tease her little clitoris and pussy lips. It felt incredible and she heard Janet's groan as Dawaun fed his huge black cock into her friend's little white pussy. He slid in much easier this time as she stretched to accommodate his huge member. He stroked her tight little hole while she brought Sherry to a peak. The girls gave tongue to their pleasure together as they crested into climax. Dawaun turned Janet around and placed her pussy over Sherry's mouth. He kept Janet at work on Sherry's clitoris and eased the head of his cock between her pussy lips. They stretched obscenely around the angry purple helmet and he popped inside. She gasped in her breath and groaned as her virgin pussy flexed around the black intruder. Janet worked feverishly at her engorged clitoris and she quickly relaxed as flashes of sexual pleasure flowed from her tongue. He continued to advance until he had three inches of black steel inside her. She was tremendously stretched around the black intruder, but her pain was manageable. Dawaun began to withdraw until just the head of his shaft was inside her pussy lips and then slide forward those three inches. The discomfort began to fade from Sherry's overstretched pussy and the breeders friend and cocaine caused her excitement to peak. She felt Janet's tongue on her clitoris and she began to pant in excitement. Her tension built until she exploded on the black cock in her hot pussy. A powerful orgasm swept over her and Dawaun quickly made a short thrust deeper into her pussy and broke her cherry. She squealed in pain, but it was quickly masked by the orgasmic spasms sweeping her. He continued to advance as she convulsed until he felt his heavy black balls slap against her ass. This little girl was amazing! She had taken his entire 12 inches on her first penetration. He rested, fully sheathed in her little pussy; making only small motions. He drew back a couple of inches and returned to full depth. Her pussy was clenching his cock spasmodically as she continued to cum around him. Janet saw that Sherry no longer needed her help and she began to seek out Sherry's lips and tongue with her pussy. In the throes of her orgasms Sherry could hardly think but she wanted to give Janet the same pleasure her friend had given her. She began to thrust her tongue into Janet's wet hole and flick her erect clitoris with her tongue. Janet responded with groans of pleasure as her pussy was licked for the first time by another girl. She sat up and Dawaun pulled her head toward him as he kissed her red lips deeply. The sight, smell and feel of these delicious young white girls was intoxicating to him. The girl-on-girl action, the tight wetness of Sherry's pussy on his cock, their cries of pleasure and their incredible beauty were quickly bringing Dawaun to the point of no return. He felt his balls draw up in anticipation of launching his black seed in Sherry's unprotected white pussy. He had been fucking these lovely white girls for more than two hours and he was going to unleash the fountain. "Dawaun going to cum soon," he told them. "He going to fill Sherry's little pussy up. Sherry's pussy feel so good on Dawaun's big cock. She so tight, wet, and hot!" Sherry was very alarmed, but she remembered that he had said he couldn't get her pregnant. He had lied to them so often that she feared trusting him about this. There was nothing she could do anyway, but she begged him not to cum in her. "I'm afraid I might get pregnant," she wept. "I don't want a black baby." "Dawaun don't want his girlfriend pregnant," he assured her. "He cut so he don't knock nobody up." It was a lie and it made Dawaun all the more excited that he might knock this sweet white bitch up with a black bastard. That would tie her to him in such a way that she would never get away. If Sherry were his baby mama he would be sitting pretty. He groaned out his pleasure as his balls fired and he came deep inside Sherry's unprotected pussy. He continued to pump her deeply and as she felt his cock swell and burst inside her she couldn't control her own orgasms as his black baby juice spewed. She felt his cum filling her tight little pussy and overflowing to dribble down over her cheeks and cover her little pucker. She lost consciousness and darkness claimed her. Dawaun turned his attention to Janet. He made her suck his dick clean and as her talented and beautiful lips cleaned him he surged back to erection again. He fucked her tight white pussy until he unloaded another load inside her as well. She was exhausted and fell asleep beside Sherry. She awoke to the sounds of Sherry's protesting scream. Janet's pussy was being fucked again and she was quickly rising to orgasm. She was face down on the bed with her eyes turned toward Sherry who was in an identical position beside her. She looked back behind Sherry, expecting to see Dawaun. Instead she was shocked to see that it was Tyrone who was fucking Sherry. Dawaun must be fucking her! She could see Tyrone's cock fucking in and out of Sherry's little pussy and she could hear the sounds of his balls slapping against her clitoris as he fucked the young teen doggy style. His black cock wasn't quite as long as Dawaun's but it was much thicker and it was obviously causing Sherry quite a bit of pain. "No, please, Dawaun," Sherry was pleading. "Don't let Tyrone fuck me! Don't let another man rape me, please! I'll get pregnant! Please, not again; don't do this to us again." "Now, baby, Tyrone give up five hundred dollars to have a go at Sherry's pussy," she heard Dawaun say. "Sherry going to love Tyrone dick. He got the thickest dick in the hood." Janet looked down and to her horror she saw Dawaun sitting in a chair at the foot of their bed. Who was fucking her?" She twisted her torso and head around and saw the young college stud that had let them into the party where Dawaun had taken them captive. She could feel his long, thick black cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy as he pounded her. Both girls whined and moaned as their pussies were punished by their new black lovers. Both girls came helplessly around the new cocks in their pussies. All night long, they were fucked by a succession of huge black cocks. They collapsed in exhaustion after each rape session, only to be awakened and fucked relentlessly until both girls lost count of the number of black cocks that had been inside them and the countless orgasms they had experienced. Sherry woke up the next morning with Dawaun's cock inside her sore little pussy. He was fucking her into another series of mindless orgasms and he forced her to eat Janet's pussy until her friend also came again and again on her tongue. After Dawaun came inside her again they were allowed to shower and clean up while Dawaun fucked Janet. He fed them breakfast and allowed them to sleep. They slept all day until Dawaun woke them up and fed them again. He made them lick each other to orgasm but he didn't fuck them. Instead he taught them to suck his cock and gave them both a mouthful of cum. He kept them constantly high on cocaine and in a state of sexual arousal all night long. In the morning they showered again and he fed them before allowing them to sleep the day away. In the evening he woke them up and used scented healing oils to massage their bodies and injected them with more aphrodisiacs. He allowed their pussies to rest again, not fucking them again that night. The pattern was repeated the next day, but since their pussies were recovering from the soreness of being fucked so many times, he took them both all through the night. He forced them to countless, multiple orgasms and made them lick each other until they were quivering wrecks. He repeated this cycle for days and the girls soon lost track of time, living only from one rape session to the next. They were forced to orgasm constantly and given cocaine and aphrodisiacs and the days stretched into weeks. After two months, the girls were accustomed to their new lives as Dawaun's fuck toys. He never allowed anyone else to fuck them after the humiliation of that first night. He threatened to whore them out when they didn't please him properly, but they soon came to realize that these were empty threats. Their frantic parents searched for them and the police looked everywhere for them. Little did their grieving parents know that the two eighteen-year-old high school juniors were being held captive by a stud, black drug dealer who kept them high on drugs and fucked them constantly, day and night, keeping them satisfied with multiple, incredible orgasms. They were free to wander around their apartment that Dawaun fixed up for them. He catered to their every whim and lavished expensive gifts on them. They had free reign of the building, but a burly black doorman kept them from going outside. They didn't mind much. They were constantly fucked and given drugs whenever they wanted. They had pretty clothes and nice things in their apartment. Dawaun was very proud of them. He had two exquisite white girls that were the envy of all his boys. He often brought a few home and the two girls performed for them. He never allowed any of his boys to touch them but he had them perform on each other and on him and all the gangsters in the hood envied him. After two months of constantly fucking them, his guard began to relax. He allowed them to order his boys around and they even began to expand and run his businesses for him. He knew they were both smarter than he was and he allowed them to keep books and attend to his business. He was making more money than he ever had before. He knew when he had a good thing going and he didn't fuck around with the ho's any more either. He had two of the tightest and sweetest pussies in the world waiting for him at home. They cooperated in their rape sessions in every way he wanted and even begged him to fuck them with his big black cock. He delighted in cuming in their pussies and he expected to start seeing their bellies swell at any time. He knew that they had figured out his deception early on and were supplying themselves with birth control, delivered by Tyrone who tried to keep quiet because the girls occasionally fucked him. Together they were Snow White and Rose Red and they blew Tyrone's mind. He worshipped them and did everything they asked him to. He was Dawaun's second in command and he saw to it that all Dawaun's boys treated them with respect and followed their orders explicitly. After he beat one brother to death for disobeying an order from Janet, they all fell into line. The girls dressed especially nice this Saturday evening and when Dawaun came home he got his kicks fucking the girls assholes until they bled, the girls moans of unpleasantness heard throughout the rooms before he slit both their throats. He did this because he knew they were white filth that were disobeying him, always sneaking behind his back plotting against him. Their breed didn’t deserve the right to exist any longer. While each girl gasp the last moments of breath until entering internal darkness of the void Dawaun had to smirk. Enjoying the experience of black death towering over him. Before Dawaun was done he entered a door and through this door he left only on the continuing search for more white prey.

Junior Executive to Japanese Sex Slave The true story of Jennifer, a young American businesswoman who is transferred by her company to live and work in Tokyo. Once there she discovers that an MBA from Harvard can't prepare her for the vulgar and misogynistic culture of Corporate Japan. The beautiful executive is herself humiliated, debased, and eventually 'sold' to a Japanese nightclub specializing in BDSM and ritual perversions that innocent Jennifer could never have imagined. Jennifer begins her story: I wasn't thrilled when my company transferred me to its Tokyo office as part of a cross-cultural management integration process. I was 25, fresh out of Harvard with an MBA and looking forward to settling down, working 9 to 5 and maybe even finding a boyfriend. I'd been so busy during college that I hadn't had much of a social life, even though I am very attractive and had plenty of offers. Appearance is everything sometimes and even more so in Japan and being a five foot ten Caucasian with shoulder length blond hair, I stand out. I also have blue-green eyes and large firm breasts, which fit my well-formed body nicely and seem almost ponderous compared to the average near flat chested Japanese girls. My boobs don’t need support so I wear demibras that just barely cover the nipple to keep them from bouncing. My butt is nice and round whereas most Japanese girls seem to have none at all. I have great legs and I like wearing short skirts, nice, tailored blouses, and blazers. I have to commute to work by train, which Tokyo are extremely crowded. Japanese men take a perverse pleasure in the crowded trains to feel up any woman who catches their fancy. This makes commuting a daily exercise in self-control because it is considered impolite to get angry and display emotion. Venting on a Japanese man usually only gets unsympathetic looks from everyone else, and man himself would studiously ignore me. Perversely not reacting invites more and bolder advances, a no win situation which is humiliating, even degrading, and at first I was nearly driven to tears. Now I just keep my body still and try to ignore what is happening, but this isn't always possible. Actually, after months of such treatment I'd learned to find some small pleasure from it, although even now that's only rarely the case and depends on my mood. One warm September day, I was wearing a short cotton skirt, no pantyhose, just a crotch cover thong, plain cotton blouse that was unbuttoned to show a hint of cleavage and a light blazer. I stood in a corner of the crowded train where I could look out the window, when I felt a hand going back and forth rubbing my thigh. I ignored the hand, each time little pushing higher as the train rocked until the fingers reached my butt and turned sideways, pushing into the crack a little to spread my legs. I resisted but the hand was insistent, and in my desire to avoid a useless confrontation, I shuffled my feet slightly to let the hand push in. The fingers rubbed my pussy for a few minutes and then slipped fingers inside the thong to touch slip inside my slit. Such things don't usually excite me, but sometimes they do and that day I could feel myself getting damp as the fingers pushed inside me, my labia clinging to it as it worked slowly in and out. I leaned against the window shutting my eyes and soon I was very wet. The finger then moved to my butt hole, the Japanese are fascinated by anything anal, and the wet finger began pushing into my butt, making me gasp very softly as the muscles reluctantly gave way. It didn't feel bad though and he fingered me for several minutes before the train came to a station and the fingers withdrew. When the train resumed moving I assumed whoever who had been fingering me would still be there, but instead I was surprised by some very different fingers. Obviously another man had seen what was being done to me and moved in after the first one left, these were thicker and not as gentle at probing me. He then he took my hand and pulled it back so I could feel his exposed cock. I wrapped my hand around his prick, feeling it not too hard, but thick and warm and we masturbated each other until he suddenly came, spurting all over my hand, wrist, and the back of my legs. I felt slightly disgusted at that point and blushed as I wondered how in the world I was going to clean myself up. My stop was coming soon and I'd literally have to push my way through the crowd to get out. I ended up surreptitiously wiping my hand on my skirt. The man had stopped fingering me as soon as he came and I never did see either of the men's faces. In corporate Japan it is common, in fact practically mandatory, if they are at all attractive, for Japanese businesswomen to prostitute themselves during their lunch hour. At first I was shocked, then even more so when one of the men in my department suggested we get a hotel room, he would to pay 10,000 yen, about a hundred dollars for an hour of my company. I refused, but the offers persisted, and not just from him and I discovered that the men in the company had a betting pool as to which of them would be first to fuck me. I found this insulting and reported it to my supervisor, an older Japanese man who struck me as a fair and reasonable fellow. To my surprise he said I should not say no to my fellow employees, it was bad for the company spirit, we were a team and I should do my part to make us successful. I was so put out by this that I took a few days off, calling in sick. When I came back to work my supervisor wasn't pleased at all and while he didn't mention my lack of providing my sexual services specifically, he did make it very clear that he would file some very adverse comments about my performance if my attitude didn't change. I was being blackmailed, it was plain as day, and there was nothing I could do about it. The company had no sexual harassment policy in Japan. I'm serious, it just did not exist. I finally accepted an offer from one of the supervisors in another department, who at least was good looking. He took me to a “love hotel” named 'Happy Moon Love' in English for the most brutal sex of my life, he literally raped me though I'd come willingly though feeling very embarrassed as everyone in the office would know I'd finally agreed to prostitute myself. The room was small with only a thin futon on a traditional tatami floor mat. My Japanese still wasn't very good, and his English was marginal at best. Inside the room we undressed, I hadn't been with a man in almost a year and knew this guy hardly at all. Naked I turned around to see him stroking a surprisingly large cock, like most Westerners I'd imagined that oriental men were generally small in the penile department, but this guy certainly gave lie to that, hard it was a nice length and fairly big around. I wasn't exactly sure if I should just lie down or what and I smiled a little nervously as he stared at me, then, without a word grabbed one of my boobs, squeezing so hard I nearly screamed, pulling me to my knees. It felt like he was trying to rip my tender tit off my chest, I would have been outraged, but was too frightened, It was so unexpected and beyond my experience, I had no idea how to deal with it. Pushing his cock in my face he grabbed my hair and pulled my mouth onto him. I'd never really been into sucking off men before and was reluctant to do so for someone little more than a stranger, but he didn't care. Holding my head he just fucked my mouth, it was almost painful as he tried to get my throat open so I could deep throat. I sucked him noisily, choking and gagging, my hands pressing against his thighs. Finally he caught me just right and his cock popped into my throat, sliding down, until his hairy balls pressed into my chin, holding me like that eyes watering, throat sore and bruised. I sputtered and retched a little when he pulled back, gasping for air until he did it again. It was only slightly easier the second time, he fucked my throat for a while, talking to me in Japanese and laughing occasionally. It got easier as I learned how to control my throat and how to let him enter so it didn't hurt so much. Basically he was raping my mouth and I felt deeply ashamed as he did it I had my eyes closed and was crying nearly the entire time. This seemed to amuse him though, and I've found the same to be true with many different Japanese men, they really like to feel that thrill of power over a woman, especially a gaijin. At least he didn't cum in my mouth like I was afraid he would, instead he put me on my hands and knees to fuck me doggy style, shoving his cock roughly into my cunt. I was grateful he was so wet from my mouth, as my vagina was very dry. It still hurt as he stretched me very quickly and made me cry out, which of course was a sign to him that I wanted more. I realized he wasn't wearing a condom and I wasn't on the pill as I had no reason to be until that afternoon. I tried breathlessly, gasping the words between his thrusts, to tell him that he would have to pull out; I couldn't afford to get pregnant. I didn't know if he understood or not, but realized he had no intention of pulling out. Instead he grabbed my arms, literally pulling me back onto his cock as he leaned backwards, so we were joined and balanced on our knees, fucking like that, I couldn't have gotten away from him if I'd tried. It was painful and humiliating with my wrists bound in his surprisingly strong grip. My arms and shoulders ached as he pulled me hard against him, stabbing his cock inside me like a blunt knife. He was deep enough that his cockhead found the bottom of my vagina, banging against my tender cervix; it was like being punched between my legs. I begged him again to stop, to pull out, I promised between gasps and groans I'd suck him I'd let him cum in my mouth. I'd even swallow his cum, which was something I'd never done, but I'd do it for him if he would only please, not cum in me. It was no use, his cock began jerking and as he held me tight I became aware of a flood of warmth filling my vagina. His cockhead was right up against my cervix and it actually might have felt really good, if I hadn't been cringing and weeping with despair. I was ovulating; right in the middle of my cycle, two weeks from my next menses. His sperm filled me and he must have been saving it up, because there was a lot. When he finished he just got off me and dressed, not saying anything, opening his wallet he withdrew ten thousand yen, dropping the bills carelessly on the floor and leaving me there my pussy stretched and sore and leaking the guy's sperm and I felt little incentive to move. When I arrived back at work, late of course, there was a lot of smiling and bowing by the men, the women largely ignored me, but the guys were happy because I'd finally put out. The man who'd first propositioned me, Kenji, said me he wanted me the next day, numb and embarrassed I could only nod acceptance. It was humiliating to realize I'd basically become a part-time prostitute for the Fortune 500 company that I'd been so eager to join. I filed a complaint with the VP of Human Resources back in the United States, not saying specifically what had happened, I couldn't bring myself to do that, but generally informing him of the corporate policy regarding women in the Tokyo office. They replied that the company would look into the matter, but I never heard another word, the price of doing business in Japan was that the company could do whatever it wanted. I was truly humiliated, especially when I went to a Japanese drug store to purchase a quantity of condoms and also to see a doctor and get back on the pill. I was more than a little unhappy, feeling like I was just giving up without a fight. But I needed the job and was 10,000 miles away from home. I was doing the only thing I could. That first time I was raped for money I did in fact become pregnant, I also found out how easy it is to get an abortion in Japan. It took me three weeks to find out and I think I already knew even before I missed my period. I'd never been pregnant before and I'd grown up with the typical suburban American romance regarding the subject. I wanted it to be with a man I loved a man I was married to. Instead it was a man whom I barely knew and couldn’t even have an adequate conversation with, if I ever wanted to. I did write him a note, translating it into Japanese as best I could, and I gave it to him a few days after I found out. He was paying to fuck, actually rape me again, during lunch. Before I undressed I handed the note to him, watching for his reaction he just wadded it up laughing and threw down. I was so offended I tried to slap him, but he stepped back and surprised me with a sharp punch to my stomach. The man, a division manager at our company, ripped off my panties as I lay crying and trying to breathe through the pain then fucked me, not bothering with a condom since it was obvious now that there was no need for one. As he was raping me pressed on my belly hard, then punched it perhaps trying to cause a miscarriage, I don't know but the whole time just he just grinned and talked to me like I was a wayward child. He didn't cause a miscarriage and a week later one of the secretaries who spoke passable English told me she'd been assigned to take care of my problem whish obviously it wasn't much of a secret around the office. She took me toa very small clinic that was conveniently located nearby, and I paid 23,000 yen for an abortion. It was fairly quick and painless physically, although inside I suffered terribly having been raised a catholic/ I knew abortion had to be wrong, but I also knew I could never keep the child. It was another all-time low in a whole series of lows. Since the first time I had sex for money, I'd did it pretty much every day, except during my period and with the birth control pills my menses lasted only three days. Usually they were very light and Japanese men, some of them anyway, didn’t mind, so I often had sex on those days as well. The men who did mind were more than happy to shove their cock in my ass or down my throat, many just wanted to butt fuck me anyway. Before moving to Japan I only had had sex with 8 different men, now I was averaging that many a week. I had truly become a dump for Japanese cum. In addition to being a prostitute during my lunch hour, I was initiated into the social responsibilities they expected to after normal working hours, usually when my bosses wanted to impress an executive or two from another corporation. Apparently it was a perverse point of honor to provide a pretty gaijin with big tits for his dinner guest's pleasure. This was often accompanied by some of the most humiliating and degrading experiences I had experienced. If you can imagine it, sooner or later I performed it, I do not know if these men, supposedly the cream of the Japanese business community, were actually into such perversions, or if they were just warped by the potential abuse of a white woman, something they deemed a genuine luxury. One of the first occasions, I had dressed very nicely was attempting to entertain a vice-president for a large Japanese bank. There were two dozen of us, 12 men and a female companion for each, at an exclusive and private rest house in Tokyo, dinner was provided, a bath house, and some bedrooms. Basically a place for Japanese men to take their mistresses and have all the comforts of home. The other girls were all Japanese and I felt very alone and largely ignored, except when one of the men would eye me with very obvious sexual hunger. They didn't bother disguising it and while my Japanese wasn't very good, I knew enough of the vulgarities already to know when they were talking about me and the things they would like to do. My corporate VP for Marketing Japan was the host and I naturally deferred to him, but he surprised me when after we'd eaten, or I should say the men had eaten, we females didn't touch anything but our tea, the VP asked me if I was a 'Milky Girl'. I tried to translate this, as many times what a Japanese person will say in English has a completely different meaning than what the words are. Other times it can be very literal. I'd never heard that term before so I lowered my head and tried to explain to him politely that I didn't understand. Well, it seems a 'Milky Girl' is a female with a sperm fetish. This was definitely not me, but I didn't have very much choice. It was time for sex games, which the Japanese seem to love a great deal and rhis one was simple; all the Japanese girls began giving their dates blowjobs. I was a bit shocked at seeing these girls, all of them secretaries or minor executives, salary women like I was, bending eagerly, even happily to their tasks. I was not exactly thrilled at the thought of going down on the total stranger I was sitting next to, an older man of about 60 I thought, but I started to lower my head to his lap, only to have him push me away. I didn't know what was going on. I sat there; rather embarrassed as all around me women were sucking noisily away and the men talked like it was just another day in the lunchroom, laughing and commenting on the women's techniques. When one man started to ejaculate, a large glass, like a goblet, was used to capture the sperm. This was done for every man there, except the VP I sat with. We just watched as the glass was passed around the table from girl to girl. It was filling rapidly; I didn't really think men made that much sperm. I'd heard most guys cum just a few tablespoons, or something, but who knows? How many table spoons are in a wine goblet? Too many if you ask me. All I know is that it looked positively gross. A glass full of 8…9…10 and finally 11 men's ejaculate. It looked like about 12 ounces of ejaculate, with a thick gooey consistency, pale yellowish and I felt nauseated to see it. I didn't have a sperm phobia or anything, but this was pretty far out there to my mind. I was in for an even greater surprise though when the glass was passed down until it was sitting in front of me like my desert or something, and there could be no doubt as to what they expected me to do with it. I looked at my boss and he just nodded, telling me to drink it in Japanese. everyone was staring and many of the men and women were whispering and even giggling. I knew the women were all very glad that I was there, I had the feeling that a few of those girls had been in my position previously. I just stared at the glass for a moment and I felt my boss prodding me until I finally picked it up. I swirled it around a little and it was so gross, it seemed like cream that had gone bad. I could even distinguish between the different men in the glass; the ejaculate was almost layered, stratified by consistency. I looked around, which was a big mistake because seeing those people staring at me just made my face burn and tears of outrageous humiliation began to fill my eyes. With a deep breath I brought the glass to my lips, smelling the very strong and pungent odor of male essence. It assaulted me physically, mentally, and worst of all, emotionally. I just wanted to crawl into a hole and die. But instead I tilted the glass and my mouth started to fill with lukewarm semen and I gagged at first, unable to force myself to swallow, I started crying, my cheeks bulging with sperm. My body was rebelling, my stomach churning, but somehow I managed to swallow. It was almost painful but I brought the glass to my lips and repeated the process slowly, taking perhaps 7 or 8 big swallows to get it all down. I put the glass on the table and looked down, hoping desperately that I wouldn't throw up. I held my stomach and didn't move, just hiding behind closed eyes in that room with all those people. They were happy with me, laughing and even the girls were speaking gently to me, but I ignored them. I just couldn't bear to face them, I'd just drank a big glass of sperm and I was going to throw up any minute, but somehow didn't. I just sat there while the meal continued around me. the men enjoying sake and the girls finally allowed to eat small salads. When they put the bowl in front of me, the waitress poured a generous amount of bleu cheese dressing on it, much to my companions' delight. I couldn't eat it. After that I became known as 'Milky Girl' around the office, which was horrible. my supervisor thinking it a very clever pun, because I was Caucasian, and never hesitated to refer to me that way no matter where we were. Of course it also meant I had a sperm fetish and I blushed every time someone used it. My presence at those evening business meetings became more and more routine as time passed. They were invariably similar in that myself and any other females in attendance were only intended for the sexual gratification of the men present. How that was achieved depended on the men and the mood, but it almost never involved straight, normal sex. Sperm play was a favorite, most often drinking it from a large glass and I became somewhat used to it to the point where I could drink it without fear of getting sick. But I always felt terrible afterwards. I learned that it was best to eat a lot of crackers or very dry bread before I went to these dinners as it seemed to settle my tummy a bit better. One of the worst episodes involved bestiality, an idea which had never occurred to me before. I'd never even seen a picture of such a thing and I'd never wanted to, although of course everyone has heard stories of some kind or another. This happened on a weekend, a Saturday afternoon and ironically enough it involved a couple Americans, although they didn't work for my company. They were the guests of honor, although such a thing is relative as I'd learned to distinguish the subtle Japanese art of insulting 'honored' guests while making them feel complimented. There were seven men present, the two Americans, two executives from my company, and three other men whom I didn't know at all but were businessmen with some company or another. I was the only woman present which was unusual in itself and we were in a rest house near Ueno, sitting in a garden which was very pleasant. There were several dogs there, large ones, and I'm no expert, but I believe they were Boxers, or a similar breed. There were three, all males and each probably weighed as much as I did, if not more, the head of the largest dog very nearly came up to my shoulder. The other two were not much smaller. I ignored them and rather concentrated my attentions on the Americans, who were in their mid-forties, and not terribly amusing conversationalists, but at least they spoke English. I was surprised some Japanese women weren't present, because as fascinating as most Japanese men found my occidental appearance, Westerners generally had the same interest in oriental girls. When the talk inevitably turned to sex, my boss was offering me in his broken English to do anything his guests desired, speaking in the third person as if I wasn't even present. I looked down, burning with humiliation as he told the men, American and Japanese alike, that I would do anything, fuck, suck, drink sperm. I was a 'Milky Girl' he said proudly and I literally shook with embarrassment when he had to explain the term to my amused countrymen. "Anything, huh?" one of the Americans chuckled. "God, I love this country!" the other one said. "Will she have sex with dogs?" I jerked my head up as I registered the words and I couldn't believe I'd heard him correctly. The Americans were staring at me of course and I think the red on my cheeks was even more amusing to them than anything else. I whispered, "No." But if anyone heard it, they ignored my feeble protest completely. "Dog?" my boss asked and when the American pointed at one of the animals he nodded and laughed, clapping his hands. "Yes! Yes!" he agreed and there was a lot of talking and good natured chuckles, but none of it directed at me. They didn't care what I thought of the idea, but there was nothing I could do. I suppose I could have gotten angry, refused, and stormed out, but that would have ended my career completely. My Japanese bosses would see to it I never did anything more with my hard won and frightfully expensive college education than manage a McDonald's someplace. It was blackmail of worst kind, insidious and degrading, and completely unstoppable. My whole future would be in ruins if I refused, and if I accepted, how would I ever be able to get through another day? The two executives from my company, a couple of assistant vice-presidents, paid no attention to my distress. "Kimakura-san, please, I do not wish to do this," I spoke to one of them softly in Japanese. "It will be good for the company, Jen-san. Good for you too," he smiled and I shut my eyes tightly. I was crying as I undressed with my back to the men. Once I'd gotten naked, one of my bosses pushed me down, so that I was bent over a chaise lounge made of teak and satin, with my legs straight and slightly spread in the most humiliating of positions a woman could ever assume. Another of the Japanese men had pulled one of the dogs over by the collar. He was huge and his fur short, chocolate brown and black. I didn't know what to expect and I was shaking with nervous energy, almost ready to flee. I'd never even owned a dog, they scared me a little, especially the larger breeds. I felt his nose against my crotch as the animal was pushed down and Kimakura told me to spread my legs wider. As I did I felt the sudden touch of the beast's rough and warm tongue sampling my vagina from the rear. I almost jumped out of my skin and one of the Japanese men I didn't know came over to put a hand on my shoulder, pushing me down as the dog licked me. It didn't feel terrible by any means, in fact I almost found myself enjoying the sensation, especially when he started digging inside my pussy and scraping that sandy tongue across my clit. This only added to my humiliation though, especially when I could hear the Americans laughing about how it was obvious that I was enjoying it. One kept saying how he'd always wanted to see this and he couldn't wait. He only wished he'd brought along his camcorder and I was grateful that he hadn't, it was a small consolation though. After several minutes of being licked I heard them talking about how the animal was getting excited. I was getting damp, despite my fear and embarrassment, and the dog could taste my sex juices now. Apparently his cock had begun to swell and one of the Americans wondered if I'd be able to take it. I felt a momentary panic because I had no idea how big a dog's penis was, I wanted to look, but I was afraid of appearing eager. I finally did get a glimpse and gasped with shocked dismay as I saw what was hanging beneath the animal's belly. It had to be 7" long and fat in the middle, very fat, but tapered on both ends with a blunt almost sharp looking tip that dripped like a faucet. It was big and I didn't think it was even fully erect yet,. The other two dogs had come around now as well, sniffing, and barking excitedly. I ignored them and the men around me, just wishing this would all be over. I knew I'd never, ever live this down, I could only hope that these men wouldn't talk about it. Or if they did, they'd at least have the decency not to mention my name. But reflecting on recent history that seemed very unlikely. They finally got the animal to mount me, albeit with some difficulty, I think, and I had to move my ass a little to accommodate the angle better. I felt the hot wet tip of the dog's cock stabbing at me as he tried to find my hole and I let out a high pitched scream when the animal finally found it and just slammed his entire cock inside me. It was incredibly painful, nothing slow and gentle about it, he sensed he was inside and just started fucking me as hard and fast as he could. My scream soon died to a soft whimpering sound as my body collapsed under the dog's furious assault. He seemed to have only one concern and that was filling his new bitch with sperm and making some puppies. My pussy felt totally abused, being stretched, and possibly even torn around the cock swelling inside me. It fucked in and out so fast and hard I literally had the wind knocked out of me and I gasped in time with every jerk of my body beneath the animal's violent thrusting. The Japanese man who had been holding my shoulder took out his penis and started jerking off while he watched and I soon became aware of all the men doing that. I was crying now, very real sobs from the unbearable humiliation more than anything else. The pain had largely gone away after a few minutes and it was starting to feel okay. But emotionally, I was dying inside. The men were all talking and laughing and commenting on how it looked like I was really enjoying it, although how they could have thought that, I was basically being raped by the animal. His paws were on the lounger, his heavy chest against my back, pinning me down, and his cock buried inside me. I could do nothing but take it. I'd thought the worst was over when the pain from the animal's initial thrusting had faded away. I was resigned to it now and my pussy was juicing in response to the stimulation, but then I felt something else. There was a hardness banging against the outside of my vagina. I couldn't identify what it was as I had no experience with dogs at all. I now know it was the knot, the large bulge of muscle that dog penises have. He slammed it against me until I screamed again, not so much in pain really, as in surprise when the large, hard ball suddenly popped into my soaked cunt, stretching my tender twat filling me completely. I arched my back and tried to push myself off the lounger in an attempt to escape, but it was no use. Every movement I made was futile and worse, it only seemed to move that knot deeper. I was moaning loudly, weeping, and begging for the dog to stop when suddenly an orgasm rushed through me. I was completely unprepared there had been no slow building up like there usually is for me, it just happened, like an electrical shock. I was humping that hardness madly, heedless of the men watching, just getting off with a dizzying confusion screaming in pleasure. The dog came almost immediately when he'd locked me up, and then the men, all of them moved to spray cum on my face as I lay panting, flushed and exhausted. They got it in my hair and eyes, and all over my face and neck. The dog was tied to me, his bulging knot trapped inside my vagina and he waited patiently. I couldn't move, I didn't want to move, I was just thankful it was over. I'd cum, yes, and my body had betrayed me. I didn't want to feel pleasure doing that with an animal, I didn't want to enjoy debasing myself in front of strangers. But I had, I knew it, and even more, each of those men knew it. When the dog's knot had finally gone down enough, he pulled free with a small flood of our combined juices gushing out of my slit. I started to move then, feeling sore and tender, especially between my legs, but they stopped me. There were still two more dogs, I was yelling, protesting loudly, but it was no use, the dogs were going to mate with me, whether I liked it or not. I resisted to the point where it became an issue of quitting my job, then common sense prevailed. I'd already done it once, what difference would doing it again make? I fucked the other two dogs over the next hour or so, probably longer, and I was so sore by the end I could hardly move. All of the men had masturbated at least once more, covering my face with ejaculate so that I was sticky with it. My hair was terrible with thick drying gobs of cum and I was a mess, barely even human in appearance I thought, much less the beautiful young woman I'd come into the garden as. There were girls there, geisha's who stayed there, and though they hadn't been invited to our little party, now they were called to help me clean up. They were very gentle, but hardly sympathetic. A geisha is not a prostitute and would never disgrace herself as I had. I didn't look at any of the men or say anything as I was led to a private bath. I managed to sleep through the rest of the weekend, but I was still incredibly sore on Monday when I went into work. I walked slowly and wore flats instead of heels and no matter how I squirmed, it was impossible to sit comfortably at my desk. I received a rude surprise though when I went to our usual 10am Monday meeting and found one of the Americans there. He was going to give us a presentation and I felt myself burning hotly as I sat, unable to meet his gaze. Every time I did risk a quick glance, I caught his eyes staring at me and a smile playing across his lips. He hadn't known who I was before, probably assuming I was just some goodtime girl, but now he knew and I would never be comfortable again. I imagined him going back to the States, telling his story about me to all of his contacts over drinks, laughing and then delivering the punch line that I was a marketing officer for one of the largest companies in the world. Over time I became aware that I was changing. The outrage and shock I'd experienced were gradually wearing away. I found myself actually enjoying my lunchtime proclivities, at least with some of the men. Even the occasional evening entertainments seemed to be less offensive than they'd once been. I was becoming jaded by my experiences, my sensibilities becoming inured to the terrible things I was being forced to do. If I were of a suspicious nature I might have suspected my Japanese employers were doing this deliberately, following some sort of protocol to turn me into a sex toy for their pleasure and benefit. But my only real thoughts were that I needed to survive this experience, to get out of Japan at the end of my tour and see about restoring my reputation back home. Much of that would depend on my evaluations though, and it was clear that my performance out of the office was at least as important as anything I could do in it. I even acquired some regulars, executives who could afford to purchases my services on a regular basis as a change from their regular corporate mistresses. One of them used a leather strap with a sliding loop on either end on me. He put each of the loops around one of my boobs then held the strap like a pair of reins as he rode me from behind. I wasn’t crazy about having the tight loops around my tits, they always felt bruised and sore afterwards, but he paid well and I sort of enjoyed the feeling of submission. Also I usually came when he fucked me which helped. Another of my regular clients kept pestering me to get my nipples ringed – I resisted for some time until finally he offered a large “bonus” if I would. So I let him take me to a tattoo parlor where they also did piercing and let the tattooist put a slender gold ring in each nipple. Afterwards, to “celebrate” my ringing he took me to a love hotel and fucked me until I had a very sore cunt as well as sore nipples. Within a few days, word got around at work that I had been “ringed” and men began pestering me to show them. Finally, there was no other way but to strip to the waist and let everyone in the office admire my new “enhancements.” Then there was the tattoo. Again it was a regular client who pestered me to get a tattoo until finally I relented and let him pay for a small rosebud peeking from under my left boob. The result was the same; afterwards he took me to a love hotel and again I was left with not only a sore boob but a sore cunt, andA few days later at work I had to bare my tit so that everyone could admire this new “enhancement” as well. Then there were the two men who wanted to fuck me together. I was reluctant at first as I had never had two men at the same time, but again money won out and I agreed to fuck them. No sooner than I had gotten naked than I was on my back, one of them between my legs beavering away in my pussy as hard as he could. As he was fucking me the other stuck his cock in my mouth while massaging one of my tits. I had just gotten into the rhythm of the fucking when the man blew his wad and rolled off to stick his dick in my face while the other man immediately shoved his dick in my pussy and like the first man, pumping away as hard as he could. I came just about the time the second man blew his wad, at which the two men immediately switched again. This time the guy lasted longer before coming, as did the second after they switched again. Within an hour I had been tag teamed; left with four loads of cum in my pussy and had come twice myself. Every other Wednesday I had a free afternoon and the second time I booked these two men together I made sure was on a Wednesday. This time, before letting them fuck me I persuaded them not to be in such a hurry. I still ended up with four loads of cum in my pussy and the next two hours were much more enjoyable for all of us. By this time I had made an arrangement, at a nearby love hotel, for a monthly retainer the manager would reserve one of their “premium” rooms, for me every day at noon. It had a small bathroom with a hand shower and a maid replaced the futon cover after each “session.” Of course, when I paid the monthly retainer, in advance, I also had to give the manager a free fuck. After being tag teamed a couple of times I started double booking clients every free Wednesday afternoon. After my regular noontime fuck, I would have an hour to clean up and then entertain a second client. Often it would be a man from West Africa I had met at a trade show. Like most black men his dick was substantially larger than the Japanese I had become used to being fucked with. In fact the first time he entered me it hurt so bad I had to make him stop until my pussy could relax enough to accommodate his greater size. That first encounter still left me with a sore pussy but I found out that if I fucked another man first that that was enough to get my vagina ready to accept the bigger black dick. I have to confess that once I got used to taking that large black penis that I really enjoyed being fucked by it. I always had great screaming orgasms when being pounded by that black dick. On my 26th birthday I was treated to a special night by all the male employees of our department, or at least the majority of them. This was about 30 men, most of whom I had slept with already at least once. I really do think that some of them thought they were doing me a favor, a special honor. Others merely wanted to degrade me more. It is curious in Japan that there are two lines of thought. One is the unconditional acceptance of foreigners, and the other is the absolute loathing of our presence. There is no middle ground and I had learned who was who very quickly. The men, who wanted no part of me in the business world, were naturally enough, the ones who liked to purchase my lunchtime services most often so they could fuck me to demonstrate their superiority. My so-called party was held at a private bar, Japanese only. Japanese men only, to be precise, but for this occasion I was allowed in. There were several hostesses working there, young, and attractive Japanese women who sang karaoke, served drinks, and offered sexual release to patrons. Because I was known as a 'Milky Girl' and I'd grown accustomed to drinking glasses of sperm upon request, it had been decided to give me a 'bukkake' party. I'd never heard of this before, but basically, as I was to find out, it was a sperm bath. Being covered with ejaculate, usually on the face, and drinking a lot of it. In addition to the 30 men from my company, there were perhaps a dozen men or more present who were just the usual patrons. I didn't know what I was in store for. The men were all nice enough, buying me drinks, singing, talking loudly, and enjoying themselves. I was even relaxing a little, thinking that perhaps I might have to do something, but thinking it was my birthday, so maybe this really was just a time to relax and enjoy myself. I did genuinely like some of the men and got along with most of them fairly well. Eventually I found myself sitting in a low chair in the center of the small bar. There was plastic on the floor beneath me and I wondered vaguely at that, but I was a little buzzed from the drinks. One of the girls brought over a strange looking metal pan, like a bed pan almost, except smaller. It was round and one side was indented with a curve that went under my chin, so that it curled halfway around my neck. So I had this stainless pan, perhaps 2 inches deep and 6 inches wide, curving from ear to ear in front of me. I held it there, not quite knowing what was going on when the men started pulling out their cocks. My eyes grew very wide indeed at that point and I looked around suddenly understanding exactly what was going on. These guys, nearly fifty of them, were going to masturbate on my face. What I didn't swallow, what didn't cling to my face and hair, would drip into the pan. I had a sickening sensation in my stomach. This was my birthday party? Being degraded by my coworkers and worse, a number of complete strangers? I was even more disheartened when I saw that most of the men had brought cameras or camcorders to record the event for posterity. My body felt like it was on fire and I shivered, regretting that I was wearing one of my nicer business suits. I'd paid nearly 800 dollars for it only a week before, a special little present to myself, paid for by my lunchtime liaisons. I knew it would be ruined and that thought, for some reason, seemed almost the hardest to bear. I would have cried, but I didn't. I made up my mind that resisting this would only hurt me more. I could hardly stand seeing those men, stroking their pricks around me like schoolboys at a proverbial circle jerk. They were drinking, laughing, and joking. I took a deep breath and somehow managed to smile, inviting them to do it. To masturbate on my face and spoil me with their disgusting seed. It was a terrible thing, I know, to have to pretend I was enjoying it, that I wanted it. I thanked each man as he approached, sometimes standing on tip-toe, and arching his back. They would jerk and throb and sometimes cum would spew out in a gush of heat, sometimes it would spray hard and thick, and sometimes just dribble out. They painted my face for over an hour, some of them jerking off two and three times. My face was a mask of ejaculate making my makeup run and adding color as it streaked down my cheeks. The stuff burned my eyes and I had tears to mix in with the sloppy sticky mess. But still I smiled, tilting my head to catch their cum on my lips, chin, forehead, nose, cheeks, even in my ears, and in my hair. It was everywhere. I felt like I was getting a facial, a mudpack or something exotic to make me beautiful, but this was something else entirely. I must have looked terrible, with all that slimy goo running down into the pan I held. It dripped down my neck, staining my blouse and blazer. Onto my skirt and no matter how carefully I tried to catch it in the pan, some little bit always seemed to escape. But that pan was getting full. I had to move carefully as it sloshed inside, so I wouldn't spill the whole thing all over myself. It stank with the male musk unique to sperm and I actually smiled a little I think, recalling how that overpowering scent had once almost made me ill. Now I hardly noticed it. I smiled for the camera repeatedly and pushed out my tongue for those who wanted to cum there, taking the ejaculate in my mouth and then spitting it out so it ran down my chin into the pan. I tried to swallow as little as I could and I found my mouth filling with saliva, so that I was spitting that out as well, even when I had nothing to speak of in my mouth. When at long last they were finished, my arms and shoulders aching from that position I'd been in for so long, they brought out a large glass pitcher, like a beer pitcher, and I carefully poured the contents of the pan into it. I don't know how much the pitcher held, probably 8 big glasses worth, and it was about two thirds full. The substance looked gross, a pale yellowish mixture of some 40 men's semen. A girl gave me a large mixing stick and I stirred it around, smiling for the cameras. Then it was time to drink it. They didn't give me a glass, instead I would just use the rounded pouring lip that was molded into the pitcher's rim. I tilted it up, trying to forget what it was I was drinking, trying to become deaf and blind to the men who sat and stood around me, filming it and laughing. The girls, the hostesses who giggled a little nervously, were undoubtedly telling each other that they would never do such a disgusting thing. But I did it. I took it down my throat into my unprepared stomach in one large swallow after another. I would take a mouthful and lower the pitcher, holding the cooling spooge in my mouth and try to swallow it without retching. It was rich and nasty, with a texture like snot, thickening slightly even as it sat there. My stomach was churning, the sperm settling inside me and making me feel sick. I ignored it, forcing more down and feeling bloated as I swallowed a lot of air as well. I needed to swallow three or four times just to get a mouthful down and keep it there. In between I would pause, occasionally belch and that would bring a slight gag, a little spasm in my body. But the guys didn't notice, they just cheered me on until I had drank the entire contents. I put the pitcher down and closed my eyes, taking short shallow breaths. I felt like a gutter slut, the worst kind of woman in the world. I imagined my friends and family back home hearing of this, or seeing pictures, and I felt the tears coming again. I couldn't believe what I'd just done, for no other reason than a bunch of perverted Japanese men had wanted me to. I was changing and as I sat there, crying with impotent anger and humiliation it was a change for the worse. The bad thing was that no one there, not even my closest friends from work, understood what I was feeling. They thought I'd enjoyed my birthday present. That I was too happy to speak or something and that incredibly stupid thought made me laugh. Of course that only spurred them on and I was grateful when one of the girls brought me a drink. I was still covered with sperm, now drying to a tacky mask and one of the guys pulled up my blouse, exposing my tummy so they could see it. In no time I was undressed completely in front of the crowd and everyone it seemed wanted to touch me. My stomach mostly, squeezing it as if they could feel all that sperm inside me, but also playing with my ripe full breasts and spreading my legs to play with my shaved pussy. It wasn't long before they had me down on the plastic, with my legs spread so I could be gangbanged. I was so far gone I didn't protest, just endured it. It even felt good at times and I had a number of small orgasms while the men took their turns, then I was turned over to give them better access. A couple of guys pushed me down to straddle one man's cock while a moment later someone was behind me, pushing his penis into my ass. Another cock found my mouth and I had cocks in both hands. I felt like a porn star or something and the thought reminded me that all of this was being filmed, but I couldn't do anything about it. When one man came another was right there with a hard and eager cock. The only time I really moved at all was to let someone slide out from beneath me so another could take his place, a totally wanton slut and I pushed everything else out of my mind. It was my first gangbang and amazingly enough I was actually a little proud of myself when it was over. The men were well and truly spent and I was a mess. Sperm was running from my overflowing cunt and my asshole loose and wet, a little sore, but I must have had a gallon of sperm up my rectum by then. I'd swallowed a lot and I was literally covered from head to toe with the stuff. I looked like a drowned rat, I supposed, and I just wore my skirt and blazer home, using my expensive new blouse to clean myself up a little in the back of the taxi. The driver didn't seem too happy. Needless to say, pictures of my birthday party quickly made their way around the company every department had their own album of them and it was so bizarre. I was signing autographs on occasion, penning my name across 8x10 blowups of my face covered in ejaculate, or getting double penetrated. This was a culture in serious need of something; I don’t know what but something. I found it to be embarrassing generally, but after a while I largely ignored it. Everything changed the night I was to accompany a small group of businessmen to a club in Yokohama. It turned out to be a BDSM sex club, of all things, and I was very shocked at some of the things I witnessed. All of the girls working the club were in fetish gear, beautiful and expensive PVC and leather of all styles and colors. I was dressed normally in a conservative business suit, navy blue with a white silk blouse, and notably the only female customer in the place. I was escorting one of our company VP's and a couple business associates he wanted to impress, and I had very few illusions as to what my duties would include later in the evening. Both of the executive's guests had already heard of the gaijin Milky Girl who worked for our company and I'd blushed furiously at the realization that my reputation was spreading throughout the Japanese business community. My boss had merely chuckled and assured the two men that everything they had heard about me was true. The club wasn't a large one, but such things rarely are in Japan, where space is at a premium. There was a circular stage raised in the center and seating for perhaps 50 people around it. As you'd expect, there were chairs and small tables lit with candles, tall and thick and made of red wax. It was frightfully expensive to get in, 30,000 yen each, about 300 dollars, but my boss didn't even flinch. There was no charge for me, like most clubs in Japan, if a woman was allowed to enter at all, then her admission was free. Once inside, it was an open bar drinks were at no charge and there were numerous small snacks available. But the real interest was the stage shows, 15-30 minutes long, with intermissions and featured almost any kind of light BDSM you can imagine. I played with the two associates at the silent urging of my boss, exposing their cocks under the table, massaging them as I sat close between them. I was doing my part for the company's image while we waited for the next act to begin on the stage. I didn't know what to expect and I'll admit to no real curiosity. My knowledge of BDSM was superficial at best and I had little interest in it. But then there occurred something interesting as two men dressed in the traditional dark gray of theater stage hands brought out a smaller girl. She looked to be in her mid-twenties but seemed to me exceedingly fragile and very pretty. She had a youthful quality which led me to regard her as a child, rather than the young woman she obviously was. She was nude but for a pair of handcuffs dangling from each wrist and she wasn't yet bound in any way. The girl stood silently in the middle of the stage, lit by spotlights from above, and the two gray men had been replaced by a woman. She was offering a short riding crop for auction in a sharp, sing-song voice. I suppose, many of the Japanese men present wanted to see the American woman whipping the girl and while I can't say for certain who had bought the crop, it did eventually end up in my inexperienced hands. Of course, I'd never done anything like that in my life and as I took the crop and swished it through the air, I was reasonably sure it would be very painful to be struck with it. The woman, a hostess dressed in black leather from head to toe, chained the girl to a pair of rings hanging by chains from the ceiling. She wasn't gentle, but the girl made no sound and she soon stood with her arms spread high above her head. Her back was to me and much of the audience as well/ The hostess beckoned me onto the stage and told me to begin. That was the extent of my instructions and I swallowed hard, feeling nervous and more than a little self-conscious. I gave the girl a few strokes across her wonderfully pert ass, gentle ones because I had no interest in hurting anyone, least of all a girl so much smaller than myself. The Japanese men watching were not happy with that however, and began urging me with loud voices to really hit her. I whipped the girl a little harder, but not very much. It just wasn't in me to do that sort of thing. After a few minutes the girl looked over her shoulder impatiently, as if to ask me when I was going to start and I blushed and lowered my eyes. My whole performance lasted less than ten minutes and I was feeling uncomfortable and even foolish as the hostess took her crop back. I started to leave the stage, but my boss stood up and suggested in a loud, humorous voice that perhaps the girl should whip me instead. It was hard for me to follow all of his Japanese, but I understood his intentions and so did everyone else. All around me Japanese salarymen laughed and clapped their hands, nodding excitedly to one another. The hostess looked at me with some contempt and it seemed obvious to me that she was a very strong-willed person, a Dominatrix by temperament if not only by choice. I thought her exceedingly beautiful, as many Japanese bargirls and hostesses must be, and though I was slightly taller, the woman made me feel small by comparison and this was new for me. I'd grown very yielding to my superiors at work, but with strangers and especially the Japanese women I met away from the office, I was normally confident and perhaps arrogant with my background and education. Meek personalities don't graduate Harvard Business School after all, but I wilted beneath her dark presence and the Dominatrix literally grabbed my jaw in her gloved fingers, turning my face so that she could stare into my eyes. "Do you wish to be punished?" she demanded and I tried to look at my boss before I answered, but she held my head tight, pinching my cheeks with her thumb and fingers painfully. I could hear him, even if I couldn't see him, telling the hostess that it was alright because I worked for him. I would do what I was told, and there was more laughter. I really didn't want this to happen and a knot of fear cramped my stomach. The Japanese woman holding me was strikingly beautiful, as I mentioned, and despite her attitude and stern countenance, her lustrous brown eyes seemed warm, almost comforting somehow, and perhaps that was why I agreed to it. I thought she would ensure that I wouldn't be hurt. I wasn't a professional BDSM model or whatever they call those people. I was an American, a junior executive, and innocent of such things as this. She couldn't possibly hurt me, I thought. Another girl, attractive and definitely young enough to still be in her teens, entered the stage dressed in a small, red bikini which seemed oddly out of place at that moment. She released the girl I was supposed to have whipped and then the two of them helped me undress while the hostess watched. I looked around, taking a deep, self-conscious breath because of the three dozen or so men in that place. I only knew three of them, and really only one - the company vice-president that I worked for. I was soon completely naked in a roomful of strangers and I could hear them talking about me, generally praising my body, but occasionally the odd Anglophobe would call me a cow or a fat pig. I tried to ignore everything as I was fitted with a stiff leather collar and then leather cuffs around my wrists, fastened with silver buckles. I had thought they might bind me the way the girl had been, just handcuffed to the rings in the ceiling, but instead my arms were brought behind my back, bent at the elbows so my arms pressed painfully upward against my spine. It hurt a lot as my shoulders were stretched and my arms twisted so that my joints screamed with sharp protest. I didn't know a person's arms could even bend that way and I was trembling and fighting for each ragged breath I took. They fastened my wrists to a large ring on the back of the collar. I had to arch my back just to ease pressure on my shoulders and this pushed my breasts out further, which seemed exactly what my captors desired. My legs were spread slightly wider than my hips and my ankles cuffed and chained to small rings in the floor of the stage. They were hinged so that they could lay flat in in D-shaped recesses when not in use and I hadn't noticed them before. The girl in the bikini fitted my mouth with a ball gag, which I didn't like at all, and I shook my head, saying that no, I didn't want to be gagged. I was afraid that if I was hurt or something I wouldn't be able to make them stop, or even yell for help. I had no idea what they intended to do with me. This was a totally new experience and I quickly realized that I'd gotten into something over my head right from the beginning. The girls paid little attention to my refusals and turning my head this way and that did me little good as they proceeded to gag me with expert efficiency. The gag was a red rubber ball attached to a thin, leather harness of some sort. It wasn't hard, but firm and surprisingly soft, and very large as well. The device was quickly pressed behind my teeth, depressing my tongue so that my mouth seemed filled completely with it. My protests were immediately muted and muffled and I could breathe only through my nose as the gag was tightened and buckled behind my head. Being bound and gagged like filled me with a strange sense of claustrophobia, although I was standing in the center of the wide open stage. I felt my heart pounding with excitement and fear and realized with some shock that part of me actually enjoyed this new experience. My senses seemed to become heightened with fear and excitement, everything was interesting to me and I was curious as to why and how I found myself becoming aroused. This seemed a forbidden thing, something darkly romantic, if you can imagine it, and that vague impression only fed my confusion. I didn't understand what I was feeling. If someone had asked before that evening what I thought about being a BDSM submissive, I'd have said no way. I'd never do it, but at that moment I felt the butterflies in my stomach and not because I wanted them to stop. Finally a chain was lowered from the ceiling and connected to the ring at the back of my collar. It was pulled taut, just enough to give me the sensation of pressure, but not enough to lift me off my feet. I stood there, bound helplessly, gagged, and uncertain of what was going to happen. The two girls had spoken not at all while they'd prepared me and they left the stage wordlessly, the one in the bikini giving me a smile and the other a small frown, neither of which offered any reassurance. The hostess played with my breasts first, which I found both stimulating and humiliating. I'd never had anything to do with another woman not even the playful exploration so many teenage girls share. I knew I wasn't lesbian or even bisexual, not in the least, but here was this beautiful Japanese woman stroking my breasts, talking to me softly and telling me it was going to be okay, and I couldn't deny that I enjoyed her attentions. She knew I was excited and I had no choice but to watch her face while the Dominatrix taunted me with her hands. My bonds kept me upright, with my chin lifted and my back arched. My boobs thrust out and up with my shoulders pulled back, likewise my ass was put on vulgar display by the forced tilt of my hips. I felt like an object presented for the lusty approval of the men who watched us so intently. The woman teased me with her fingers, caressing the tops of my breasts and smiling at the dark arousal of my nipples, swollen and stiff and when she flicked them with her gloved fingertips, I couldn't refuse her the muffled moan that issued low in my throat. My body became flushed and damp with sweat, and goose bumps broke out across my skin my nipples throbbing and burning ice cold and I shivered beneath her gentle hands. The Dominatrix moved her hands down my body slowly. They were encased to the elbows in skin-tight black leather, buttery soft gloves that felt like nothing else I'd ever felt before as they moved down my stomach and around my waist, petting and soothing me until she found my slit. I'd grown wet by then and we both knew it. I wanted to close my eyes in shame but didn't dare as she held me with her gaze, licking her crimson lips as her fingers slid down and across my slit. I jerked at the sensation and trembled as she worked her fingers between my swollen labia my clit a fiery point of desire and I rocked my hips in an effort to find her hand with it, but she denied me with a soft laugh. I blinked rapidly my eyes moist, I was panting beneath the gag and growing lightheaded as I tried to get the air I needed through my nose, heart racing and lungs labor under what seemed a crushing weight. The woman massaged my vulva, splitting the lips and staring intently into my eyes as she pushed a finger slowly inside me. I felt my pussy spasm and the walls of my vagina clasped her digit eagerly, nursing at that small penetration and hungry for more. A second later she began to caress my stiff little clit with her thumb, the sensation making my knees weak and my body tremble with a rush of pleasure. I don't think I'd ever gotten so excited so quickly in my life. I didn't know what was going on, whether it was because of the woman, because I was bound, because of the men watching, or a combination of all those things. I only knew she was going to make me cum in just a few agonizing seconds if she didn't stop playing with my clit. My captor must have realized it as well, not that it could have been very difficult to tell, my whole body was jerking against my bonds and my skin fairly glowed with pink arousal beneath the bright lights. My eyes wide and begging for relief, shining with the desire that I was unable to voice aloud. She didn't stop and her laughter was soft and high pitched when she brought me off with a finger thrust deep inside me, curling against my tender flesh and finding the most sensitive places imaginable. Her palm cupped my sex as she stood close to me, her lips brushing my cheek so that I could smell her perfumed hair and pale skin. I could feel her humid breath on my face and her finger wriggled inside me, scratching the desperate itch my excitement had become. My orgasm arrived quick and hard, crashing through me like a tidal wave of pleasure and I was swept away with it for several long minutes. I could barely stand and the collar tugged insistently at my neck, but I had little mind for that, dazed and floating on a cloud of adrenalin and endorphins and all the good feelings the orgasm had delivered. I could feel the woman still fucking me with her hand, telling me how she could feel my pussy nursing on her finger like a baby while I came. She pumped me slowly until I'd recovered enough that I could focus on her beautiful face once more. She brought her fingers to her mouth, the leather glistening with my juices and she wanted me to see her lick them clean. The Dominatrix was sharing in my orgasm and telling me that soon enough I would do the same for her, but the time for tenderness was through. The girl I was supposed to have whipped with the crop had reappeared and she was now given the task of whipping me. She looked like a Japanese angel, perhaps five feet tall with big brown eyes, small firm breasts, and a neatly trimmed V of black pubic hair between her delicate thighs. But she was a demon in disguise because she used the crop on me without mercy or sympathy. Not on my ass either, she whipped my breasts, taking a perverse delight in punishing them until they were covered with angry red welts, top to bottom and side to side. The girl struck me no place else, only on my tits, and the kiss of her crop was both unavoidable and very nearly unbearable. I screamed as long and hard as I could against that gag, jerking and twisting, pulling against my bonds until I was bathed in sweat. I'd never been treated in such a way, not even by the most abusive of the Japanese men I fucked and so I had nothing to compare this to. There was no reference and so this whipping of my breasts seemed all the more terrible than perhaps it truly was. Much of my suffering, I must confess, was brought upon myself by my own feverish mind. I'd closed my eyes and I was afraid to open them for fear of what I'd see when I saw my tits, but when the girl had finished and I blinked through my tears, I could see that my worst fears were unrealized. My breasts were crisscrossed with long, thin strips of white across the flushed skin. The welts were raised and my tits throbbed with pain, feeling swollen and burning and heavy as they tugged at the exhausted muscles beneath. But they were beautiful as well, although my mind tried to deny what I understood emotionally, that the girl had painted my tits with pain and though it had been terrible and frightening, now I was learning to accept it. The girl was breathing hard after exertions which must have been the equal of my own, which seemed a curious revelation and only hinted at a true and deeper understanding which escaped me. Her own small body had turned pink and damp with sweat while whipping me and she wore a satisfied, petulant smile on her angelic face. She held the crop in her left hand and I watched as she stroked it between her thighs, sliding the short length of it between her thin pussy lips. I suddenly became aware that I'd been crying and this seemed to please her greatly. She told the hostess that my tears made me even prettier and she struck my breasts again, watching my eyes closely as I sobbed, I think she would have continued until I passed out if the hostess hadn't stopped her. I wondered how anyone that lovely could be that cruel and winced instinctively when the girl brought a hand to my face, but she giggled softly and her touch was gentle as she gathered some of the wetness spilling from my eyes on her fingertips. She brought her hand to her mouth and licked my tears from her fingers with her tiny red tongue. For the crowd's benefit more than mine, I think, the hostess began playing with my pussy again and I should have been surprised to find that I was soaked down there. Being whipped like that had pushed me right to the edge and the woman brought me off again with very little effort taking much pleasure in announcing my condition to her customers, telling the men in a loud voice how wet my cunt had become and how easily I accepted three and then four of her fingers inside my slutty hole. If she meant to embarrass me further, it wasn't possible. I was beyond humiliation, lost to everyone but the Dominatrix and her assistants, and my guilt and shame were gifts for her alone. The men watching, laughing, and drinking and making their lewd observations mattered very little to me at that point. I was cumming hard and so soon after having my breasts whipped, as if the experience had been an aphrodisiac to render me truly helpless with desire. An orgasm tore through me, mixing with the pain in my tits, and it seemed as if the door to heaven had been cracked open, it was an experience that I couldn't understand then, but the hostess knew. She understood completely, I think, and almost certainly the girl who had whipped me as well, they were like no one else. At some point during my orgasm, the girl in the bikini had returned with some long, thin leather cords. I'd had some expectation of being released after being whipped by that lovely fallen angel, but I was mistaken and through the pleasant haze of my orgasm I realized that the hostess had no intention of letting me go so quickly. After all the effort and extravagance of binding me so thoroughly, I would be required to put on a good show for her well-paying customers and having my breasts whipped hadn't been nearly enough to appease them. Instead of losing my bonds, the Dominatrix had my tits bound, one at a time with the leather cords. The girl wound the leather tightly around the base of my left tit, over and over, ensuring the cord was painfully tight so that the tissue seemed to balloon outward as the flesh was narrowed beneath it and then did this to my right tit as well. After she'd finished my boobs looked obscene and strangely misshapen, red and marred by the welts which had not yet begun to fade, they soon began to turn darker as the blood inside them was trapped by the leather cords. I groaned uselessly against the gag in my mouth when the girl stepped back so the Dominatrix and the audience could admire her handiwork. The hostess called out loudly in Japanese, using words I was unfamiliar with, and a moment later the bikini clad girl returned with a small bag of metal clips, like clothespins, only stronger with heavier springs and sharp teeth like large alligator clips. The hostess worked these onto my nipples first, which were hard and distended, dark with blood and swollen from the abuse they'd already suffered. It felt as an incredible, exquisite pain and my body jerked as my nipples were caught beneath those sharp teeth, the hostess positioning the open jaws over each nipple and then simply letting go, so that they snapped into place as if biting me. A half dozen more were placed on each tit, the clips biting into the flesh and adding to the nearly overwhelming pain. But beneath I was shivering with excitement, some terrible, perverse part of me I'd never known existed was getting off on being abused in this way, being degraded, and humiliated in front of so many total strangers. I felt my pussy aching to be filled and I found the sudden desire to have the woman clip some of those pins to my labia, even my sensitive clitoris, to be an almost intoxicating thought. But this was to be strictly breast torture because they ignored every other part of me except when the hostess wished to give me another orgasm with her fingers. With my breasts whipped, bound, and finally clamped as they were, it came time for the climax of our little scene. The hostess disappeared from my sight for a moment and this gave me time to fix my attention on the crowd, whom I could just make out through the bright lights that shone down upon the platform. It felt wonderfully strange to be helpless and in such a torturous mix of pleasure and pain, while only a few feet away from me men joked and laughed and played with the bar girls who kept them company. I saw my boss smiling and pointing as he discussed me with his two associates. He would be well pleased by what was happening, I was sure. This story too would make the rounds of my office and everyone I worked with would know what had happened to me. I felt thoroughly degraded, as if I were so much less than any of the men staring at me. I was barely even human now, I thought, but more like an animal to be abused for pleasure than a woman with an expensive education and a high paying job. How could anyone ever respect me after the things I'd been forced to do, I wondered. How could I even respect myself? All of my thoughts were soon lost however, as I felt the hostess moving behind me. I could hear the men talking, some of them, and I understood from their excited words that I was about to be fucked. The Dominatrix had strapped on a dildo, a very large one judging from the comments I was able to hear, and I twisted my head to the left and right but was quite unable to see the woman or the cock she now sported. I was shaking violently and my heart refused to slow as it seemed ready to burst with anticipation. I could hear it beating in my ears, rushing hot blood through my body to feed adrenaline to my excited flesh. I wasn't so much frightened by what was happening as I was desperate for more. My pussy had grown wet and tight with frustrating emptiness. my cunt was like a fist between my spread thighs, squeezing in on itself and begging to be filled. The idea of that beautiful, dominant woman taking me in front of those men was intoxicating and I felt another orgasm building in the depths of my taut belly. The hostess wasted little time as she worked the head of her dildo across my slit from behind, pressing it down so the shaft rode between my labia without entering. As she pressed her hips to my ass the phallus appeared in front, jutting out lewdly between my legs. She teased me and the crowd as well, taunting my pussy for several minutes before finally drawing the now wet and glistening cock back and pressing it not to my slit, which was begging to be filled, but rather to my anus. She put her lips to my ear, whispering to me in Japanese that her name was Mistress Atsumi and she intended to make me her slave. I shuddered and the gag made insensible my reply, but words were unnecessary in any event. Mistress Atsumi knew what I needed. The Dominatrix pushed her dildo inside me with a forceful, steady pressure, spreading the round cheeks of my ass apart with her thumbs so she could see the tight sphincter yielding beneath the pressure. I'd been fucked there before, but never like this. None of the men who'd had my asshole had been as thick as that toy now felt. I might have screamed if I hadn't been so completely gagged. The delicate ring of my anus was being forced open around the smooth head of her phallus, lubricated with the juices from my cunt, and it was another pleasure-pain cocktail for my lust fogged mind to greedily swallow. With an odd popping sensation, the phallus forced itself into my rectum and then she began to fuck me in earnest. Mistress Atsumi held my hips and thrust sharply, with quick, short strokes that took my tender asshole inch by inch until eventually she had all of the dildo buried within the tight confines of my bowels. She let me rest a moment and perhaps the woman was catching her own breath as well. Completely impaled on her cock and how large it was I couldn't guess, but it seemed huge to me as my body stretched around it. Mistress Atsumi grabbed my tits then, pressing herself against my back and reaching around and digging her gloved fingers into my tender flesh, by now horribly swollen and purplish from their bonds. Her efforts knocked several of the clips off, another splinter of painful joy, handling my tits roughly, working them up and down, squeezing and pulling, pressing her palms against my burning nipples fucking my ass with violent abandon. I could feel her hot breath against my neck and her leather encased body rubbing against me. It was a glorious fuck filled with pain and pleasure and for the first time in my life I came without feeling any direct stimulation of my clit or vagina, shaking and whimpering like a little girl as Mistress Atsumi bent me completely to her will. I was powerless and it thrilled me to my core. After our show had ended, the naked young woman who had whipped me and the other one, the teenage girl in the bikini, unbound and took me backstage. The sensation of fresh blood filling my breasts filled my eyes with tears and that seemed a pain as bad as or worse than any other. They cleaned me carefully, washing my body and applying a cream to my breasts which looked terrible from the beating they'd taken. The girls' hands were gentle and the water was very hot, soothing, and relaxing, which I enjoyed it a great deal. The girl who'd used the crop on my tits climbed into the water with me, sitting very close, and I watched her lovely face as her hands stroked my flesh. She comforted me in all ways and the pain melted slowly away beneath her tender ministrations. She told me her name was Fumiko and she asked me if she'd hurt me, meaning something more than physically, but I was unsure of how I felt just then. I told her that she had and the smaller woman frowned at that, massaging my nipples with her thumbs while she squeezed my tits carefully. I smiled and dipped my head so that I could catch her dark eyes with mine and I told her that despite the pain, I'd enjoyed it very much. I just didn't understand how or why and she laughed at that. "You'll learn, I think," Fumiko said. "You were very good for me." After my bath I was ready to go back to the table and find my boss and our two guests whom I knew would be pleased and probably ready to leave. They'd take me to a rest house, or perhaps to a love motel, and I'd spend the rest of the night letting the two businessmen have their way with my body, all for the good of the company. I wasn't looking forward to it. I was worn out, as you can imagine, and I would much rather go home to my small apartment and spend my time trying to understand what had happened to me and what it all meant. But I couldn't find my clothes. I stood there in a towel, looking around and unsure of what I was doing. None of the other women were in the small bath just then and I opened the door to peek out. There was a narrow little hall with the bar directly ahead, the stage to the left, and offices to the right. I was concerned because I thought my boss would probably be angry with me if I took too long. I frowned at the towel and decided it covered me well enough that I could make my way to the bar and ask someone where my things had gone, but about the time I'd made up my mind, Atsumi walked off the stage and saw me. The woman smiled patiently and stepped close to me as I stood there, damp and nervous, and my heart leapt at being confronted by the woman who had fucked me so publicly. "What do you think you're doing?" she asked me with a voice that seemed almost playful. "I'm looking for my clothes, Mistress," I said somewhat hesitantly, but I'd decided that was the most correct form of addressing her. Somehow 'Atsumi-san' didn't seem like something I could easily say. "My boss is waiting for me and I do not wish to displease him," I continued in my somewhat formal Japanese. I kept my eyes lowered and my hands were clutching at the knotted towel between my breasts. "I gave them to your boss for safekeeping," the woman smiled at me. "But now he's already left. Didn't he leave your clothes with Fumiko?" "What? No, I don't think so," I said, looking around and feeling a little helpless. I didn't see the VP or his companions anywhere. "He can't leave! He had my purse also." "Oh my! Well, this is a problem, isn't it?" The beautiful woman shook her head, but her lips curled in a mischievous smile and I understood that she was enjoying my discomfort. "What am I going to do? My money, my keys, everything was in there!" I felt very insecure right about then, as you may imagine. Yokohama was a long ways from my apartment in Shinjuku and even if I somehow managed to get home, I couldn't get through the door. "Well, I suppose you could come home with me if you like. In the morning you can call him at work. I'm sure it's just a mistake." "But I have to be to work in the morning!" I was almost in tears, feeling suddenly overwhelmed by the entire experience. Not merely finding myself naked and helpless, but I hadn't yet come to reason with what I'd suffered previously. The heart and mind can only take so much and I was breaking inside. "Oh, shush now!" she actually laughed. "This isn't so terrible. He's your boss. He'll understand if you're a little late, I think." Mistress Atsumi was making her proposal sound almost reasonable and I really did have no alternative. I couldn't even afford the train ride home and while I'm sure the woman would have been happy to lend me a little money, she hadn't made that offer and I was too embarrassed to ask. "Maybe," I nodded slowly. "But I do not wish to be a burden to you." "It's no burden to be someone's friend," the woman smiled and reached out to touch my cheek. "We'll go out and have some fun tonight, you'll see, and in the morning everything will be fine." Atsumi had Fumiko find me a dress. It was about two sizes too small, especially for my breasts, which were big by Japanese standards anyway, and now swollen and overly sensitive. The dress was leather, bright yellow with an old fashioned bodice, like a corset that laced closed across my stomach up to my breasts. When I put the dress on it barely covered my nipples and the untied laces hung free like tassels from my tits as they were pushed upward in a lewd display of female flesh. The bottom of the dress flared into a stiff leather skirt that barely covered my ass, and at my hips the dress stretched very little, hugging my body tightly in a warm, buttery sheath. The outfit actually felt wonderful around my waist and stomach, but I felt quite dismayed by my appearance. My body was only barely contained, with my tits threatening to spill out of the bodice and my ass and even my pussy hidden only so long as I stood straight and still. Walking would be a challenge to my modesty and sitting down was out of the question! I looked like a very cheap prostitute, but Atsumi clapped with happy approval when she saw me. Fumiko was smiling as well, although I couldn't tell which she enjoyed more, my trepidation or Atsumi's pleasure. The girl giggled as she gave me a black leather thong that I held up for a moment, blinking at it. I'd owned and worn many thongs, but I'd hoped for something a little more concealing to wear under that dress. Nevertheless, I put it on, pulling taut the thin leather between my butt cheeks while Atsumi watched patiently. I struggled to get into a pair of open toed patent leather pumps, with four inch heels that fit, but obviously weren't designed for comfort. They accentuated the effects of my new dress, forcing me to tilt my hips and arch my back as I had to stand almost tip-toe while Fumiko knelt and fastened the thin straps around my ankles. I hoped we were going straight to Atsumi's apartment, because just walking through the club as we left proved decidedly uncomfortable. Though most of the customers had already seen my little performance on the stage, there were a lot of comments, the men were brutally vulgar for the most part, speaking loudly for my benefit as much as their companions' and my face reddened noticeably. Atsumi had dressed as a Mistress should, attired as a fetishist wet dream, as admittedly I was. She wore a black leather dress, longer than mine and much better fitting. It had a skirt that fell just above her knees, but was very tight all the same, as though molded to her hips and thighs and wonderfully pert buttocks. The top was more of a corset than a real dress, with a push up bustier that had been laced tightly in the back. She wore black gloves, the leather clinging to her arms up to the elbows and her hair pulled back severely, pinned into an elaborate knot. Her face had been made up perfectly, as was mine after spending ten minutes in front of a mirror with Fumiko's undivided attention. Atsumi carried a small leather purse with long straps and she slipped it over my shoulder, telling me to carry it for her. As we approached the darkened glass of the front doors, Fumiko hurried over and gave Atsumi a black leather collar. It was thin and supple and the Dominatrix affixed it around my neck without any kind of explanation. After the collar was securely buckled, Atsumi attached a silver chain to it, like a dog's leash, with a looping leather handle that Atsumi held. I wasn't sure about this and fingered the collar a nervously, wanting to ask her what this was all about, but I couldn't find the words. A rush of heat spread upward from my sex and I frowned with my confusion. "Don't worry, Jennifer-san, it looks very appropriate for you." Atsumi smiled and gave the leash a little tug. "I will call you slave tonight, and you will call me Mistress. You'll enjoy it, I promise. You'll see." "Yes…Mistress," I answered slowly and that seemed to please her a great deal. We walked out of the club and into the night, my new Mistress hailing a cab to take us to Yokohama Station. I felt unbearably nervous and I fidgeted in the back seat beside Atsumi. She touched my leg and I looked down, seeing that my dress was completely hopeless, it was so short that no matter how I sat my crotch was completely exposed, the white of my skin contrasting starkly with the black thong that barely covered my pussy. "Where are we going, Mistress?" I asked her, trying to keep my voice low, but I saw the driver's head turn slightly at the word and I reddened. "We'll go to Roppongi, slave, but before that I think we must go to Shibuya. I have something I would like to do first," Atsumi answered and I cringed a little as she'd spoken in a casual tone, as if calling someone a slave was a normal thing. The taxi dropped us off at the west entrance of the huge Yokohama train station which was terribly crowded as always. I burned beet red as Atsumi led me by my collar through the crowded plaza, past the many stores, and down the wide stairs to the sublevel where the trains were. People openly stared at us and there were a number of comments made, but only quietly. It was not every day that one saw a stunning Japanese woman leading a beautiful American around on a leash. I found the experience incredibly humiliating, but it also filled me with a strange happiness, a feeling of pride perhaps. I didn't know, but I could feel Atsumi's confidence radiating from her and I took strength from that. She didn't care what anyone thought and she seemed to possess a power that defied the world around us. By then I had obviously become aware of my secret pleasure at being publicly humiliated, being debased and dehumanized even. No doubt it's become plain as you've read my story so far, but hindsight has its own clarity that is often lacking as the events themselves unfold. I'll say that I was aware of my desires, but I had not embraced them willingly before that long walk through Yokohama Station. That, for me, became a journey from the subconscious yearning to the conscious acceptance of who and what I truly was. Or at least the beginning of it. All of my protestations, my reluctance, and embarrassments previous to this seemed silly and contrived. I remembered all the times I'd been shocked and horrified, stunned by what I was being 'forced' to do… Like this, being paraded through a crowd of literally thousands of strangers, dressed as a wanton slut for the pleasure of another, more dominant woman. And yet, for the first time I was able to tell myself that it made me happy to do so. That this was something that I wanted very much and if anything, I'd been lucky that Mistress Atsumi had recognized this about me and that she was strong enough to make me do it. I was soaked when we finally boarded our train, my juices staining the small bit of lining in the thong and even running down my thighs. I thought of the times I'd been groped on trains similar to this. How I'd felt violated and had told myself so often that I was angry, but in reality I hadn't been angry at all. I smiled to myself, knowing that I'd loved every perverse minute of it. I wished someone would do that now. I wanted someone, a man, a stranger, to feel my cunt and ass, to fuck me there, in front of all those people. To make me suck his cock and force me to accept his cum on my face, to do anything he liked with me. I wanted to feel that awful humiliation and worse, I wanted to show everyone how I enjoyed such treatment. But no one touched me. No one dared as Mistress Atsumi remained close by and the leash connecting us declared me to be her property. None of the men present would contest that. I looked at them, feeling the superiority that being owned gave me. I was confident suddenly, strong, and inviolable. 'You're all cowards!' I wanted to shout at them as they looked away from my alien eyes. They were useless cowards who couldn't face a woman and take what they wanted, but only steal it from behind her back. I grew angry not at what had been done to me before, but only that I'd once given such weaklings that much power over me. These were heady thoughts and they struck me with a clarity I'd rarely experienced before. I didn't entirely understand what I was feeling yet, but I enjoyed it nonetheless and I'd always been a quick study. Now things were different. I'd given Mistress Atsumi the power she held over me, totally and completely while denying it to everyone else. I looked at her and she smiled as though reading my mind. To make my point succinctly, I knelt on the dirty floor of that train, pushing myself down between the legs and feet of those crowded around us. I put my head close to Mistress Atsumi's skirt, pressing my chin to her thighs and looking up with my blue-green eyes. She moved her hand to my hair, stroking me as the train rocked back and forth, speeding us towards our destination. At Shinagawa we changed trains and it took another 30 minutes before we were in Shibuya. From that moment on, when we were on a train or standing in a queue waiting for a taxi, or when we arrived at a small shop and went inside, if we stood in one place for longer than a few minutes, I knelt. It seemed proper somehow and I knew it pleased Mistress Atsumi very much. She hadn't commented on it, but I could see the smile on her lips and the light in her eyes when she looked down at me. I found myself wishing the woman had handcuffed me, strange as that may seem, and I kept my hands in the small of my back if I could, while I knelt or even while walking behind her. I couldn't say why, except that it seemed proper and I wanted to find ways to please my new Mistress. The shop we went to was a BDSM place, selling everything from fetish wear to fetish gear. There were magazines and videos and a large ***********ion of toys, some of which I couldn't begin to imagine a purpose for. Mistress Atsumi seemed to be very friendly with the owner, another woman and obviously a Dominatrix. She was attractive, I thought, but not nearly so beautiful as my Mistress. Soon after entering, Mistress Atsumi unclipped the leash from my collar and told me I could look around if I wished. I thanked her politely, understanding that she wished to have a private conversation with her friend. I'd never been in a BDSM shop before and it was fascinating. I had never imagined some of the things I saw, paddles and whips of all shapes and sizes. Clothes that looked almost too beautiful to wear. There were several mannequins dressed and on display. One that I studied quite intently had been dressed with a PVC hood, tightly drawn to the scalp and face with bright steel zippers over the eyes and mouth. This was paired with a leather jumpsuit, skintight and encasing the body completely with matching gloves and boots. It too had zippers covering the nipples and the genitals. Another zipper, this one black and hidden, ran along the spine. The outfit gleamed under the fluorescent lights and I thought it both lovely and frightening, the way it was designed to completely hide the person beneath. "Do you like it?" a soft voice asked me and when I hesitated, she spoke again. "Do you speak Japanese?" I turned to see a very cute and young Japanese woman, dressed in tight black leather shorts and high heels. She wore no blouse, but instead a collar that was very wide, covering her long throat almost completely. Her breasts were small and the nipples swollen and cherry red, so red that I thought they might be painted, but they weren't. Her face was delicate, with very high cheek bones and pouting lips, and her eyes were dark and narrow. With her black hair falling in a sort of uneven shag style around her shoulders, I thought the girl looked almost mythical in appearance, like an elf or some forest nymph who should be dancing in the moonlight. I found her very enchanting and I couldn't help but smile. "Yes," I answered in Japanese. "I like it very much." "You're Mistress Atsumi's." It wasn't a question. "That's good. She's been lonely, I think. It's nice to see her happy again." "I do not understand what you mean," I said. I hadn't yet considered what, if anything, my relationship with Atsumi was, beyond the immediate pleasure of being in each other's company. "Mistress Atsumi hasn't taken a lover in some time," the girl shrugged, "but perhaps I'm saying too much." She decided to try and change the subject. "Your Japanese is very good, where do you study?" "No, please. I wish to know what you mean." I moved a little closer to the woman. "I thought Fumiko-san is her lover." She giggled at me when I said that. "Fumiko is Mistress Atsumi's sister. Not her lover." "Oh." I stood back a little as I considered that news. There were similarities between them, I supposed once I thought about it. But honestly, I wouldn't have noticed the resemblance on my own. It was their eyes, Mistress Atsumi and Fumiko’s eyes had the same shape and color. Not so dissimilar from other Japanese women, perhaps, but wonderfully unique when one stared into them as I had. "I'm Jun." She nodded in the direction of Mistress Atsumi who still spoke with the shop's owner. "My Mistress is called Kami." "My name is Jennifer, although tonight my Mistress has said she will only call me slave." I bowed to Jun, not too deeply, but like that used in business when dealing with an equal. The young woman returned the gesture with a smile. "You are taught well. I'll call you Jen-san," she said and that had always been the easiest and most logical diminutive of my name for my Japanese friends. Jennifer could be a little tricky for them at first, but Jen was perfectly suited to the Japanese tongue and I didn't mind. I'd been called Jen often enough in America too. Just then Mistress Kami called to Jun and I looked over, but Mistress Atsumi did not look at me, so I remained where I was. A few minutes later the girl returned, carrying my leash. She clipped it onto my collar and smiled. "I've been instructed to find you a gift," she said and tugged at my collar with a soft giggle. I followed her, of course, curious as to what she meant. We moved to a corner of the shop that displayed dildos and vibrators of all shapes and sizes. They were arranged neatly on glass shelves, packaged in ornate boxes behind a display sample in front of them. They seemed to be sorted by size, as much as anything else, with the smallest toys on the upper shelves and the larger ones near the bottom. And they were very large, some of them, and I swallowed nervously as I looked at a double-headed dildo that must have been two feet long and bigger around than a soda can. I couldn't imagine a possible use for that, except perhaps beating someone with it. It certainly wouldn't fit inside my vagina! At the other extreme I saw a very small toy that looked like egg, except it was only slightly bigger than my thumb and pink. It had a thin wire attached to a small remote control and it was much easier to think of a use for that. I tried to imagine standing on a crowded train with a small vibrator buried in my ass, Mistress holding the remote and surprising me with it as she pleased. I rather liked that idea. "Do I get to choose?" I asked, feeling a little self-conscious as Jun and I looked at the assorted collection. "No, I'm supposed to choose for you," Jun said softly and after several silent minutes she ***********ed a cream colored butt plug that was perhaps six inches long. It was bluntly rounded at the tip and swelled quickly to perhaps seven or eight inches around at the widest point, before narrowing again to almost nothing where a thin, round rubber base was connected to it. The plug looked huge to me and I thought Jun must be joking. "I do not think it will fit, Jun-san!" I giggled nervously as the girl held it up. "You don't think so, but you don't know either," she grinned at me slyly. "Come with me now." Jun picked up a package, opening the box and looking inside to see that it was the same. She led me to what was ostensibly a changing room, like a small closet with a curtain that closed with Velcro strips. We both entered and Jun had me bend over, placing my hands on a small, cushioned bench that was mounted against a wall. There wasn't very much room and the curtain fell over the girl's back as she pulled my thong down. "You have a beautiful ass, Jen-san." She caressed me for a moment, running her fingers across my slit and then my anus, teasing me and making me shiver slightly. "Your Mistress told me I could play with you, so you must let me." I nodded. "Yes, please. I like it," I breathed. I closed my eyes as she rubbed my labia gently, working her fingers back and forth across the lips until they became fat and rubbery, and slick with the oily wetness I'd been steadily leaking all night. It felt nice and she moved her fingertips to find my clitoris, stroking the tiny bud and making me murmur my approval. A few minutes later, just as it was feeling very good, I felt something else rubbing my slit. I thought at first it was the butt plug, but it was warm and shaped not at all like the hard blunt plastic of that dildo. This was more like… My eyes opened wide and I liked over my shoulder as the head of Jun's cock lodged inside my cunt. She? He? Jun pushed into me hard, grabbing my hips and pulling at the same time so that her cock was driven easily into my ready cunt. Jun's cock wasn't terribly large, but it did stretch my neglected pussy all the same, and with every thrust I would grunt softly and feel my warm muscles clasping eagerly around her. "You…You're a man?" I asked stupidly, feeling that very real cock sliding back and forth inside me. I wondered how she'd hidden her penis so effectively in the tight shorts that were now fallen down around her ankles. "I'm whatever Mistress Kami desires me to be," the girlish boy said as she fucked me at a nice slow pace. I still regarded Jun as a she, even though the cock inside me gave lie to that. It felt good, not very large as I said, but enough for me right then and I was enjoying the surprise of it immensely. "It pleases her now to make me a woman," Jun continued as her hands moved up to fondle my sore breasts through the bodice of my dress. "Soon I will have breasts like yours. Big, beautiful tits for my Mistress to love." I moaned softly and Jun picked up the pace, thrusting her cock deep so that I could feel her soft balls slapping my tiny erect clitoris and bringing me to the edge of an orgasm. I'd been aching to be filled ever since I'd climbed that stage several hours before and now I was getting what I needed. Jun's cock seemed perfect for me and she was treating me with it, working her prick between my quivering pussy lips to split the walls of my cunt around her. When she begin moving faster, so did I, pushing myself against the bench I was leaning on. I fucked her cock the way I'd never done for my co-workers and bosses, grinding my sex around it, wanting to keep her inside me as my orgasm drew close. "That feels so…good…" I breathed, turning my head and smiling, nodding my head and urging the girl to fuck me as hard as she liked. I was ready for it. "I am going to…cum…I…Oh…Yes!" "Cum for me, Jen-san. Cum on my cock for me now," she was whispering in my ear, bent over me and working her prick into my pussy with short, quick stabs to make me gasp. "Yessss…" I hissed in English through clenched teeth and my body gave in to the pleasure completely. I gave a sharp little cry and then only low mewling sounds as I felt a hundred soft explosions deep between my legs. I was cumming nicely, jerking beneath the girl and riding her cock, my cunt spasming around it. Jun gave me the moment, holding her cock inside me, but she wasn't cumming, not yet, and I groaned when the girl began to slowly withdraw her penis. "What are you doing? Don't stop! Please, Jun-san! I want you to cum also!" I was looking over my shoulder at her with half-lidded eyes, panting and feeling my pussy protesting the sudden emptiness. "Thank you, Jen-san," Jun smiled at me. Her face was flushed like mine and her dark eyes were shining with the need to orgasm. "I will cum, but only in your ass." With that she pushed the head of her cock quickly past my sphincter and thrust into my already sore and well-stretched rectum. It happened so suddenly that she was inside me before I'd even fully translated her words. "I've never fucked an American before, Jen-san, I expected you to be much bigger inside." I groaned loudly and felt my ass being split apart as my body instinctively resisted. Jun was smaller than the dildo Mistress Atsumi had used earlier, and much better lubricated for the penetration, but it still burned a little and I knew she was enjoying the tight warmth of my anus around her cock as she went deeper. My ass didn't resist for long though. The muscles were tired and weak and after just a minute or two I felt nothing but pleasure as Jun was able to fuck me as hard and fast as she wanted. Jun fucked me good for five minutes or so, reaching around my hips to play with my cunt rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy, which soon enough brought me to another shuddering climax. It was all she'd been waiting for, or so it seemed, because as soon as Jun felt my body jerk with pleasure she began cumming as well. Jun pumped her cock deep into my asshole and gasped sharply, flooding my bowels with her urgent semen. It felt amazing and the girl's cum bathed my tender flesh with an indistinct warmth. We paused for a moment, her body pressing down on my back, while we both caught our breath. I turned my head so Jun could kiss me sweetly on the lips and I thanked the Japanese transsexual for making me feel so good. Jun pulled her softening cock out of me, immediately unwrappeding my gift and had me spread the cheeks of my ass so she could push the plug inside my sperm filled rectum. "That is so beautiful, Jen-san!" She was giggling and pushing hard until the extreme width of the toy had stretched my sphincter to almost unbearable limits. I was shaking and moaning and then let out the breath I was holding as it popped inside and my sphincter closed behind it, although my anus was somewhat less than tight after being fucked twice that evening. Jun continued the pressure, holding the base in her small fist and pushing until the thin rubber flange was snug against my wrinkled little hole. The base was soft, not very big and disappeared from sight as I was finally able to let go of my butt cheeks. I stood up feeling more than a small bit of discomfort, the plug lodged inside me seeming to push against my body like an insistent cramp, keeping my rectum taut and the muscles stretched around it. I could feel Jun's greasy sperm trapped inside me as well and I had the odd sensation of needing a bathroom, but it was only because of the plug. "How does it feel, Jen-san?" Jun asked, standing there with her penis hanging from her girl's body, semi-erect and covered with the remains of fucking my ass. It was all of five inches long perhaps, with a ruddy shaft and dark pink tip emerging from the foreskin. Her cock looked very pretty, I thought, almost feminine like Jun's hairless scrotum. I stared at her cock for a moment and dropped slowly to my knees. "It feels very nice, Jun-san. Let me thank you properly for this gift." Taking her cock in my mouth, sucking gently and tasting my ass on it. I found the flavor slightly bitter, almost acrid, but I didn't mind. I wanted to clean her as best I could, and circled my tongue around the head, licking at the soft ridge with the tip of my tongue before taking her completely inside me. I bathed her cock thoroughly with my tongue and moved to her balls, pressing the shaft to my face as I suckled at the silky soft scrotum. I would have been content to let Jun cum in my mouth and more than happy to swallow her sweet cream, but she lifted my face tenderly when her orgasm grew near. "We must stop now," Jun told me. "My Mistress will expect me to perform for her later and if you make me cum again, I'll be punished." "Is that a bad thing?" I asked her with a giggle, giving the head of her cock one last suck before allowing my friend to pull away from my lips. Jun laughed also. "No, Jen-san. The punishment isn't bad for me, but only the disappointment to my Mistress." She pulled me to my feet and pulled my thong up my legs before fixing her shorts. I watched as Jun pushed her swollen cock down with some difficulty, tucking it between her legs so that it curled under her balls. She gave me a small pout, blaming me for making her cock so stiff. It looked uncomfortable to me, but when Jun pulled up her shorts it was difficult to believe she had a penis hidden away down there. I walked a rather slowly, my body moving a little awkwardly against the pressure in my anus from the butt plug. I felt every step distinctly right there in my rectum and it did hurt if I wasn't careful how I moved. The plug was very large, not in length so much, but in girth. Mistress Atsumi watched me and I thought I saw a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. She already knew the reason for my delicate steps. Jun and I approached the two women and I bowed very low, thinking that would be appropriate, but the motion brought an intense discomfort that made me draw a sharp breath. Mistress Atsumi watched with seeming disinterest as I straightened slowly back up, keeping my head down, but my eyes up as I was suddenly fearful that I'd displeased her somehow. "Did you fit her with the largest one, Jun?" Kami asked and the girl nodded that she had. "And did you give her something to keep her warm also?" The woman's voice was teasing and I blushed slightly. "Yes, Mistress," Jun replied. "Did you thank Jun for your gift, slave?" Mistress Atsumi asked me. "Yes, Mistress," I nodded quickly. "But…" "But what?" "Perhaps I should thank Jun-san's Mistress, also?" I offered with a small blush and I kept my eyes on my Mistress' feet. "Oh, she's special," Mistress Kami laughed. "Do you want to sell her?" "Hmph," Mistress Atsumi took the leash from Jun's hand, moving so that she could reach beneath my too short skirt and rub my ass. She pulled my thong aside so that she could feel the base of the plug and giving it a little push-pull, ensuring it was securely inside me. "I think we'll skip Roppongi tonight, slave," she spoke softly. "I feel the need for better entertainment." We took our leave of Mistress Kami's BDSM shop and walked several blocks through the busy streets of Shibuya. It was sometime around nine o'clock and most of the larger retail stores were closed, but we passed a great many small bars and restaurants which would be open until well after midnight. There were a lot of people around, a large number of men who would stop for a drink or a bowl of ramen before going home after a long day at the office. They openly stared at Mistress Atsumi and I as we walked past them. The beautiful Japanese Dominatrix in her black leather leading a blonde American on a leash. I wanted to walk slowly because of the thick butt plug buried deep in my ass, but my Mistress set the pace and I had no choice but to keep up. I think she rather enjoyed it when I lagged behind as it gave the woman an excuse to give the leash a sharp tug and humiliate me in front of total strangers. "Hurry up, slave! I don't care if your ass hurts," Mistress Atsumi laughed as she pulled me along. "You move like a bitch in heat. Do you need a cock, bitch?" "N-No, Mistress," I said and the three men following us were chuckling as they whispered amongst themselves. They'd been following us closely for a block already, wondering how much a whore like me would cost. They were deliberately vulgar and I blushed at their juvenile talk, how they would fuck me and cum on my face, for example. They were hardly imaginative, merely rude and I was grateful that Mistress Atsumi ignored one of them when he tried to ask her about me. But when he persisted, and I suspect he was more than slightly drunk, she stopped. "Open my purse," Mistress Atsumi told me. "Give him one of my business cards." "Yes, Mistress," I nodded and did as she told me. "Come to the club sometime," Mistress Atsumi told all three of the men. "That's where she works." "What's her specialty?" one of the men asked, teasing me while his friends laughed, but I was still wondering why Mistress Atsumi would say I worked for her. "This slave?" She smiled and reached out to touch my cheek with her fingers. "She's a Milky Girl," Mistress Atsumi said and she suddenly pushed her thumb into my mouth. My eyes went wide with surprise at her words, but I kept my lips tight around the woman's thumb and sucked it like a small cock while the men watched. I wanted very much to talk with Mistress Atsumi. I had a lot of questions and I was bewildered by some of her comments. I certainly didn't work at her club in Yokohama. I worked for my company, the one that had hired me right out of Harvard Business School. I'd spent six hard years getting my MBA and I wasn't going to throw that away. As soon as I could call my boss, the VP who'd disappeared with my purse and clothes, I would be going back to work. This had been fun, the experience of being Atsumi's slave was intense and I wanted it to continue in the future. I wanted to learn more about myself and what we were doing, but I understood that my career had to be the most important thing. It was the reason I'd found myself with Atsumi at all, really. I'd only come to her club because my boss wanted me to entertain his guests. I'd already sacrificed so much for my job. My self-respect, my dignity, all so I could get the highest marks on my performance evaluations when my year was up and I could return to the normalcy of corporate America. But how did she know I was a Milky Girl? That bothered me as well. I'd been called that by my co-workers, many of whom were convinced that I had a genuine fetish for sperm, but how would this woman know about that? I'd never met her before. Had my boss mentioned it while we'd sat in the club waiting for the stage show to begin? He might have said something to his two business associates and I suppose Mistress Atsumi could have overheard him, but I didn't think so. I didn't remember anything specific like that, but then again, I'd hardly been paying attention anyway. Unfortunately, in Japan a woman's place is on her knees and while I was with those three men they had treated me as little more than office furniture. No, I didn't understand at all how the woman had known I was a Milky Girl and it bothered me. I was unable to find the courage to ask Mistress Atsumi my questions, however, and so I suffered them in silence as I followed her into a nonde*********** office building. It was a long, but very narrow building and unremarkable in any way, but in Tokyo it's impossible to predict what you will find inside any given structure. I wouldn't have been surprised to find public baths, a five star restaurant, or a porn theater at the end of our journey. Believe, anything was possible and all I knew for sure was that Atsumi told me we were going to the fifth floor. There was an elevator, but we took the stairs, largely so I could enjoy the effects those 108 steps had on the plug in my ass and the extremely arched shoes on my feet. It was a slow torture and very subtle in design, I thought. I could feel Jun's sperm in my ass, moving fluidly around the plastic that stretched me so thoroughly. It was not entirely unpleasant, but my calves burned by the time we were done climbing. I was out of breath too and I reminded myself to get to the gym more often. The place Mistress Atsumi was bringing me turned out to be a body modification shop, primarily for piercing it seemed, although it was apparent that branding and tattooing were also available. There were large display cases with all forms of rings, bars, and oddly shaped metal devices designed to penetrate, stretch, or compress the flesh. On the walls were photographs, large and small, in color and black and white, of actual piercing, brandings, and tattoos. I had never been in such a place in my life and I swallowed nervously, wondering why we were here, but instinctively knowing it was for my benefit. The man who owned the place was older, with long white hair and a somewhat darker, grayish beard. I found that slightly strange for the Japanese generally have little regard for facial hair, at least the men I knew. He was slight in stature and dressed normally enough in a short sleeved shirt and dark trousers. It was quickly obvious to me that he knew Mistress Atsumi very well. My Mistress bowed low before him briefly and this surprised me so much that I did not move at all. "She is American?" he asked immediately, not bothering with even the most rudimentary greetings. This again surprised me, as polite and proper greetings are a cultural institution for the most part. "Yes," Mistress Atsumi said and gave me a sharp glance. I regained my senses then and bowed at once to the man, able to ignore the protesting discomfort in my ass. I bent at the waist as low as possible, knowing I had to show as much or more respect to this man than Atsumi had. I held my bow until I heard him speak again, perhaps ten seconds later. It seemed a very long time. "Does she speak Japanese?" he wondered and I had the impression he'd never seen an American before, ridiculous as that may sound. "It's passable, she's still learning," Mistress Atsumi replied as I straightened up again. "Slave, greet this man. His name is Keiyu." I kept my eyes properly lowered and spoke as well as I knew how. "Master Keiyu, it is an honor for this humble slave to be in your presence." I frowned as I knew at once that my pronunciation of several words had been flawed. "I…I beg your patience for my ignorant tongue." The man laughed happily and clapped his hands, as if he'd just witnessed a trained seal bouncing a ball on its nose. It seemed very impolite of him to mock me that way, I thought. I wondered then if Mistress Atsumi was equally displeased, but I didn't dare to look. I merely closed my eyes tightly instead and felt my eyes growing moist above my hot cheeks. I found the entire episode very humiliating. "You will always surprise me, Atsumi!" the man chortled. "But it's good to see you so happy again. It's been too long since I've seen you, daughter." Daughter? I almost looked up in surprise. I didn't know if he'd used the word literally or figuratively. Daughter wasn't a term of familiarity that I'd heard in common use. I thought it must be the truth and the idea of being presented in this fashion to Mistress Atsumi's father was almost distressing to me. There was no practical experience I could draw upon to give their relationship context. My own father was an insurance adjuster, he knew as much about my personal relationships as I did about brain surgery. But Mistress Atsumi and her father seemed to be much more intimate than that. "This is what I would like for her." Mistress Atsumi said, handing the man a piece of paper covered with kanji in her delicate ***********. Keiyu looked over the note carefully, rubbing his beard at one point. "Have you discussed this with her?" He looked at Atsumi hard, reminding me of the way my father looked at me when he thought I was making a mistake. "No. I don't have to, she's my slave." Mistress Atsumi tugged the leash and I dropped to my knees in response. "She will accept what I ask of her." "She's not Aijen, Atsumi," her father's voice was soft and I wondered who Aijen was and what this was all about. I tried to get a look at the note, but not obviously, and my skills at reading Japanese did not extend to upside down handwriting in any case. It seemed clear that Mistress Atsumi wished the man to do something to me, but I had no idea what that could be. I assumed that whatever it was would be permanent and I was torn between wanting to have it done, whatever it might be, without having any choice; and the more sensible desire to exercise some control over what happened to my body. "I know that, father," Atsumi was speaking quietly. "But I know this woman. I know what she wants, even if she doesn't. Do you doubt it?" She seemed to be challenging the old man and he shook his head. "I do not doubt that you believe that, Atsumi." "So then you'll do it?" Atsumi crossed her arms, pulling my leash inadvertently so that I had to lean forward with my head to her thigh. "You must ask her first." The man pushed the paper across the glass countertop between them. "I will not do it like this." "I'll ask her now then. You'll see that I'm right." Atsumi reached down and touched my face, lifting my chin with her fingertips so that I looked up and into her face. Her expression seemed clouded by something, fear perhaps, or uncertainty, like the woman wasn't quite so self-assured as she'd professed herself to be. "Slave…" she paused. "Jen-san, do you wish me to free you, right now? I will give you back your things, Fumiko has them, and you will leave me and we will never speak again. Do you wish this?" I was not so surprised at her admission that Fumiko had my clothing and my purse. I'd actually suspected as much and it had given our little game a wonderful pretext. I thought about what I'd been through that evening and how I'd seemed to learn and grow at every step. I felt loved and wanted by this woman, as I'd never been before, and even now I could see hope shining in her eyes. Atsumi didn't want me to leave her. But I didn't know what, if anything, I was accepting or losing. I didn't know how far our game extended or what all the rules were. Somehow that didn't seem to matter, because Mistress Atsumi would know, and she would protect me. I was certain of it. "No, Mistress. I do not wish to be free." I couldn't help but put my arms around her waist as I knelt there. "Please, do not send me away." "Do you love me, Jen-san?" "Yes, Mistress." "Do you trust me also?" "Yes, Mistress. I love and trust you." "Will you give yourself to me now, here in front of my father, as my slave and lover?" "Yes, Mistress." "You must say it, Jen-san." "I give myself to you, Mistress Atsumi, my body and my heart and my spirit and my mind. I will be your slave and I will be your lover in all things. I swear this to you, before your father and all of the world. I beg you to accept this humble offering, Mistress." I don't know where those words came from. It seemed as though another voice had spoken through my lips, a different me, unknown and unsuspected. Someone lurking and waiting within my heart for this precise moment in time. It is a very Japanese concept that everything and every person has a perfect state of existence, a harmony in which they are most pure and most content. I had heard of it, read of it, but never experienced or even believed in it. Until right then. Giving myself to this woman, a stranger it had taken 26 years and 10,000 miles to find, was my perfect moment. "I accept you Jen-san," Mistress Atsumi said softly and I wept gently, feeling myself suddenly overcome by emotions I had never experienced before. She stroked my face lovingly and smiled at her father. "Huh," the older man grunted, but he accepted me also. "She has a lot to learn, but that is your concern now. Come with me." He led us to a small room with a chair that seemed like a cross between a dentist's chair and an OB/GYN examination table. I was told to undress completely and I did so, feeling only a little shyness as Mistress Atsumi's father watched me intently. I struggle briefly to get free of the dress, as it was entirely too small for my body and I think my self-conscious efforts amused the old man. Mistress Atsumi had stayed behind in the shop proper and perhaps I felt more uncomfortable being out of her presence than anything else. "You may call me father now," Keiyu said as he positioned me in the chair, bringing stirrups into place, wide apart so I had to spread my legs, exposing my sex to him. "I will pierce you tonight, seven times, and when those are healed I will do additional piercings until your Mistress is satisfied." "Yes, father." I nodded, swallowing nervously as seven piercings sounded like quite a lot to a woman with only pierced earlobes. He washed my sex with surgical soap, having put on some thin latex gloves already. It was a gentle, but thorough process that left my pussy tingling. I felt his fingers inside me, not far, just enough to find my inner lips. "These are the labia minora," he said in English, spreading my outer lips and pulling at the smaller interior lips with the tip of his finger. I could see them, thin and bright pink from the scrubbing he'd given me. "I will pierce them both, three times on each side, and set interlocking rings into them. You'll be able to urinate, to have your menstruation, but you won't be able to penetrate your vagina with much more than your little finger. You're hole is very small anyway, so perhaps not even that. Do you understand this?" I nodded again. "Yes, father. I understand." "That's called female infibulation and it will keep you chaste. I will also pierce your clitoral hood." His fingers were stroking the sheath of my clit, coaxing that small bundle of nerves to stiffen and emerge from her shy retreat. It felt good and I blushed slightly as I watched the man's expert fingers draw my clit to her full erect state, all of perhaps a quarter inch in length, softly rounded and ruddy. It was aching already and the thought of having my clit pierced filled me with fear. "Do not worry, child, I've done this many times before. It'll be painful, but I will not injure you." He gave me what I hoped was a comforting smile. I just gulped and nodded. My clit was very sensitive sometimes. "You have a wonderful pubis." He traced a finger just above my sex, on the fat little swell just above my slit. "I should like to give you a tattoo there sometime. Something personal. You should consider it, because I think your Mistress would enjoy giving you such a gift." "I understand, father." It seemed strange calling him that when I considered it in English. I'd been a good catholic girl growing up and it seemed as if I were addressing him as a priest, but in Japanese it was better, with a meaning closer to Daddy. "Your piercings will heal within a month anyway," he said, removing his fingers from my sex. "Six weeks at the most and your Mistress will know how to care for them." Atsumi had returned and I could see she was carrying several small plastic bags containing the seven rings. Six of the rings were silvery, surgical steel as Keiyu explained, and they were obviously for my infibulation. Once they were in my flesh, piercing the small inner lips of my cunt, they wouldn't be noticed by the casual observer. My outer lips, the larger ones, would hide my rings well enough, at least until someone tried to fuck me, I thought with a smile. I had no idea how I felt about that. I liked having sex and the idea that I wasn't going to enjoy intercourse again filled me with no small amount of apprehension. That and having my clitoris pierced. I liked my clitty just the way it was and sticking a needle through the most sensitive spot on my entire body seemed a little insane to me, despite father's reassurances. Keiyu took the bags and dumped the contents into a small autoclave so that they would be properly sterilized, closing the lid and turning a dial, then flipping a little switch. "It will take some time before everything is clean," the man said as he looked down at me and Atsumi smiled at him. "Would you like to take her, father?" she asked him sweetly. "I have washed her already," the man said. "But you can always wash her again," Atsumi persisted. "It is fitting perhaps that her new father will be the last man she will ever have inside her cunt." The vulgar word widened my eyes and once again I tried to imagine myself saying such a thing in front of my real dad and I couldn't. Keiyu nodded and smiled, laughing as he undid his trousers and revealing a very large penis that soon grew to full erection. Mistress Atsumi pulled a stool close to the chair and sat down next to me, leaning her face close to mine as he we both watched her father rubbing his penis across my slit. "I have never been with a man, slave," Mistress Atsumi whispered, the tip of her tongue tickling my ear. "But if I did, it would be with our father. Enjoy it for me." She said it almost angrily, I thought, and grabbed a fistful of my hair, turning my face to kiss me hard. She pushed her tongue deep into my mouth at the same moment Keiyu thrust his cock into the furthest reaches of my cunt with one swift thrust. The effect of being fucked by a large penis, combined with the large plug still stretching my ass, was a new and intense experience. I felt fuller than I'd ever been before in my life. It seemed Keiyu touched me in places that I'd never known existed. I could feel the friction between his shaft and the butt plug through the thin sensitive walls of flesh that separated them and the effect was deliciously wicked. I started cumming almost at once, having been primed by his earlier touches and the impossible knowledge that this might be the last cock I would ever feel reaching my womb. Mistress Atsumi continued kissing me the entire time. It seemed our mouths could never tire of each other and I felt her hand massaging my breasts, squeezing and manipulating the flesh until my nipples burned and felt as though they would leap from my body. I felt her leather clad fingers tracing my welts, exploring my bruised tits, digging into my body painfully when she wanted to elicit a sharp yelp from my open mouth. She drank all of that experience, breathing my moans and sighs until I could barely control my own body. I was jerking off the chair, thrusting my cunt against the cock invading me, arching my back to press my tits to Mistress Atsumi's palms, and working my tongue frantically against hers. My orgasm's were rapid and they stole all sense from my mind. When father came, it was deep inside my sex, flooding me with his sperm and I enjoyed it immensely. I found myself almost wishing that I hadn't been on the pill, that I could have conceived a child by this last man to cum inside my cunt. I might have had a daughter, a sister for Mistress Atsumi and I to love, but this was only the idle dreaming of the rapture in which I was caught. It took a very long time for my heart to slow again and for my lungs to stop their ragged heaving. Father cleaned my sex gently, using a washcloth and a small douche to wash me inside. He placed a pan beneath my sex and I watched as his sperm flowed out of me, thin and weak as the man bathed my vagina with warm water. The piercings themselves did not take so long to perform and were only mildly painful. He did my inner labia first, as he'd promised, using canula needles, that left a small plastic sleeve behind when they passed through my body. He used circlip pliers to open each ring, which were not ball closures, like the one that would go through my clit, but more like small hoop earrings, with a narrow end that fit into the hollow of the other end. He put three in each of my labia minora, spaced equally apart with a few millimeters between them, and interlocked as he'd described so that my pussy was effectively shut to any meaningful penetration. It was forced chastity and my emotional response was curious. I didn't know how I'd feel about that in the days, weeks, possibly even years to come. The piercing of my clitoris was next, my clitoral hood, I should say. He wouldn’t actually pierce my clit, thank goodness. I still fidgeted nervously however, watching as Keiyu prepared me for it. All of the rings in my labia were 2mm gauge surgical steel, but the one in my clit would be smaller, only 1.6mm and made of 18 carat gold. It was a ball closure ring with the ball itself made from a small 4mm pearl. Although beautiful to look at, father told me he would have preferred to use a less ornamental ring of surgical steel until I'd healed, and then replaced it, but Mistress Atsumi had insisted on this. He rubbed my clitoris once again, but this time engaged my tender flesh with a surgical clamp. Resembling a small pair of scissors, they were designed for squeezing, not cutting, and he gripped my clit and pulled it outward slightly. He wanted to get the ring as low as possible, father explained, and very near the base of my clitoris. This wasn't so much painful as it was dramatically over-stimulating and I trembled at the sensation, biting my lips as Mistress Atsumi held me in her arms and whispered soft words of encouragement. Father did the actual piercing quickly after that and it did hurt, but not nearly so bad as I'd imagined. He did it as he'd done with my labia, using a canula needle, pushing it through the thin sheath completely until a plastic sleeve penetrated my flesh, then threading the ring through the sleeve. He removed the sleeve and fitted the pearl ball closure and let the ring close shut. It was over in only a few minutes and I stared at the new jewelry I sported, hanging just to left of tender clitoris like a pale drop of milk. The ring itself, I quickly realized, had been placed in a position where it would forever stimulate my clitoris, whether I wanted it to or not. Mistress Atsumi kissed me as I relaxed, smiling with relief that the procedure had been so simple. It was probably harder for father than for me, trying to juggle the clamp, the needle, the circlip pliers, and the ring. I giggled and told him he needed an assistant and he took it good naturedly, smiling up at me and telling me that sharing would take half the fun out of it. Father washed me gently again, then took a number of photos, asking me to spread my pussy at one point so that the rings in my inner lips could be more easily seen. After taking the pictures, he applied a medicinal cream to fight infection and handed me the tube to take with me. He told me what to watch for as I healed, and how to care for my piercings, but didn't go into a lot of detail. He repeated that Mistress Atsumi knew how to care for me. He said the best thing now would be to go home and lie down, to remain off my feet for a few days, and let my body take care of itself. All of this sounded very good to me because I was very tired then. I did put my panties back on and I both walked and sat very carefully on the way to Mistress Atsumi's apartment. She lived near the Ginza, the great shopping district, and her apartments were generous by Japanese standards, on the eighth floor of a large complex. She led me to a bedroom, which seemed largely to be used for storage at the moment, and told me it would be mine. She found me a simple kimono, of the casual sort used for relaxing in the privacy of one's home or garden, and left to make us tea while I changed. I could move only slowly, for my piercings had begun to ache greatly, and of course the dress was still tight and difficult to remove, but I managed. I found Mistress Atsumi in the kitchen, she had undressed as the water heated and now stood wearing only a silk robe, belted around her waist. She smiled when she saw me and placed our tea, sugar, cream, and some small pastries on a tray and I followed her to a large balcony. It was secluded and filled with plants so that it resembled a terrace garden. One could almost ignore the city spread out behind the thick shrubbery and trees that crowded the wrought iron railing. Mistress Atsumi and I sat close together in small lounge chairs, sipping our tea and talking. We discussed who we were, where we'd come from, our experiences growing up, sharing the little things that make us who we are. It was very much like a first date, that nervous talk when you hope you won't say something silly, or that your interests won't seem utterly boring. The difference of course was that I'd already given myself to this woman, even though I had no real understanding of why or how. It had just happened. How dreadful it might have been then to find that we had nothing in common, that we were not meant for each other after all. Luckily, that was not the case. If anything I found myself even more drawn to this incredibly beautiful Japanese woman. Every word she said rang familiar to me, echoing a similar thought, or feeling, or experience in my own life. I think my words had the same effect on her as well. At some point our tea was forgotten and I found myself embraced in her arms, kissing the woman passionately as she whispered soft words of love into my ears. I, who had never had a lesbian experience in my life until that evening, was hopelessly enamored with my new Mistress. The hour had grown late when Fumiko arrived. She and Mistress Atsumi shared everything it seemed; ownership of the BDSM club, the apartment, and to some extent even me. Fumiko found us still on the terrace, quietly sitting and almost sleeping by then in the warm summer night. She had prepared a snack and sat down to eat it, smiling at us as she discussed what had happened at the club, small business things that were of no major importance. Mistress Atsumi in her turn told Fumiko that I had given myself to her completely, news that did not seem to surprise Fumiko, nor was it immediately apparent if she was pleased or displeased. I felt very tired by then and found it too difficult to try and understand the girl. I woke up the next day and it was almost noon. I felt very sore between my legs and somewhat itchy. I reached down to scratch myself before I remembered my piercings. Fumiko was awake already and she smiled and offered me a cheerful greeting when I wandered into the kitchen. She told me her sister was still sleeping, but that she was glad I was awake because we had many things to do, the first being to eat and then get me cleaned up. I felt very hungry and after a breakfast of rice and scrambled eggs with some small sausages, Fumiko took me into the bathroom. It was arranged in traditional fashion, although somewhat larger than the usual that I'd seen. It was separated into three areas by sliding doors. There was a small toilet, a large white and blue tiled area for bathing, which had both a shower and a large plastic tub beneath a spigot, already filled with water. There were eyebolts embedded in the floor near the walls, which seemed curious. The last room contained the hot bath, similar in shape, but smaller than a simple Jacuzzi. Fumiko undressed me completely and then undressed herself. She had me turn around and bend over so she could remove the butt plug from my ass, grimacing when she saw how dirty it was. I had become so used to it that I hadn't even realized it was still inside me while I'd slept. She told me to use the toilet while she washed it for me, but after that morning I would have to take care of it myself. I would wear the plug at all times, removing it only for bathing and for using the toilet. A buttplug was to become a part of me, like my piercings, and Fumiko assured me with a curious smile that I would soon have an assortment of plugs for our Mistress to choose from. After my toilet, we washed Japanese fashion. First with cold water spooned from the large tub, washing ourselves thoroughly with soap. Fumiko washed my piercings carefully and explained to me that there would be some swelling and some discoloration and discharge, but that was normal. She would check me everyday, or Mistress Atsumi would, until they were healed fully. After rinsing, we took a hot bath in the very large tub, heated through the bottom by natural gas. It was not really for bathing, of course, only for soaking, for relaxing after the cold bath. Normally such baths would be long and leisurely affairs, but Fumiko warned me that it was not good to bathe new piercings too often or too long, so our bath would be short. She dried me carefully and applied medication to my piercings, and reinserted the lubricated butt plug into my ass. Fumiko dressed me in a pair of old jogging pants and a sweatshirt, which was the best she could do until my own clothes were brought over. We would go to my apartment now, she told me, and bring some things, moving slowly, a little day by day until I could easily close my apartment. It was then that I suddenly remembered work and I nearly panicked. I babbled foolishly, telling Fumiko I had to call my boss, I had to make an excuse, or something; I didn't know what I was going to do. It was after 1pm already, I'd missed most of the day. Fumiko only shook her head, wondering why I would make such a fuss. "Jen-san! You do not work there anymore," she said, laughing at the look on my face. "What? Of course I do! I have to! Oh my God!" I reached for the telephone just as Mistress Atsumi walked out of her bedroom, asking Fumiko what was going on. She smiled at me and gave me a tender hug when she heard the explanation. "Slave, you do not belong to that company. You belong to me, you must do as Fumiko tells you and then tonight you'll write a letter of resignation, understand?" "I…" My mind reeled, had I actually agreed to this and was it what I wanted? I'd invested my life in that job after years of hard work to get an education and now…? "I am frightened, Mistress." I couldn't agree or disagree yet and I was glad that Mistress Atsumi accepted this. "You do not need to be, I'll take care of you, as I promised. There is nothing to fear." She put her arms around my neck, looking into my eyes. "I love you, Jen-san, and I'll keep you with me always." I breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. I had to trust her, it was the only way. "Then I will do as you tell me, Mistress." "Good." She kissed me lightly and smiled. "After this, I will punish you for such behavior, but this time I will forgive you." "Thank you, Mistress, I am sorry." I lowered my head, feeling very sorry indeed. "Is your ass prepared?" Mistress Atsumi felt for my butt plug through the thin cotton of the jogging pants, giving it a little push. "And your piercings, are they well?" "They are fine, Mistress," I nodded. "Come with me now," she decided. "I will teach you one of your duties as my slave." I glanced at Fumiko and she merely smiled and lifted an eyebrow as I followed Mistress Atsumi into the bathroom, into the area where I had washed myself earlier. "Take off your clothes, slave," Mistress Atsumi told me and I looked at her, not understanding, but I did as she asked, handing them to Fumiko who stood in the doorway. Mistress Atsumi opened her silk robe, exposing her naked body to me and I could see the dark tangle of her pubic hair. "Get down, slave, I require your mouth now." I had been waiting for this, wondering when my Mistress would teach me how to please her with my tongue and lips, but a little confused as to why she wanted it there and then. I had tasted myself before of course, but never another woman's sex and I was a little nervous. I wanted to please her, but I felt myself shy and awkward, fearing that I wouldn't do it properly. I knelt and leaned forward, parting my lips slightly and staring at the outline of her sex through the shadow of her hair. Mistress Atsumi surprised me by putting her hands on my head, pulling my mouth to her hard and bending her knees slightly, to press her slit to my lips. "Every morning, slave, you shall do this for me. Drink now, carefully, do not make a mess or I will be unhappy." With those words Mistress Atsumi began urinating into my mouth and I tried to jerk instinctively away, but her grip was tight and she stopped her flow until I had calmed. "You must relax, Jen-san," Fumiko suggested, but I felt only bewildered and even a bit offended at the idea. "Try again, slave," my Mistress said patiently, relaxing her muscles and once again filling my mouth with hot piss. I swallowed this time, feeling deep humiliation and revulsion at being forced to do this. It was hot, slightly salty and bitter, almost acidic as it filled my stomach. Several times I came close to retching and I thought I would throw up any second. I managed to drink perhaps half of Mistress Atsumi's urine, the rest spilling down my face and neck, into my hair and across my breasts and body. I felt despoiled and dirty and there were tears in my eyes as I stared down at the tiles, pooled with her yellowish waste. I could feel her staring at me, both of the women, Fumiko and my Mistress and I was terribly shamed. "You did very poorly, slave." Mistress Atsumi frowned and grabbed my jaw in her fingers, tilting my head up to face her. "Is my piss not good enough for you?" I couldn't answer, my lower lip trembled and I had tears running down my flushed red cheeks. "I'm sorry, Mistress," I whispered. "Please…L-Let me try again." I moved my mouth back towards her sex, but she pushed me away. "Tomorrow, slave. I have no more for you now. You've wasted it all and you've made a mess of my bath. Clean this place up before you leave." She turned to her sister, "Fumiko, see that she's suitably punished. I'll be at the club tonight." "Yes, Mistress," Fumiko bowed to her sister and smiled at me. I cleaned the bath, it wasn't difficult, and washed my body and hair very quickly. I felt slightly nauseated. Mistress Atsumi's urine in my stomach seemed to burn slightly, but it was probably just my mind overreacting. I dressed in the jogging suit again, looking very plain and shabby I thought, especially when I saw that Fumiko had dressed very nicely, with her face made up perfectly. She looked once again like the angel she'd been onstage and I remembered her helpless and awaiting the crop thrust into my hands. That seemed very remote and even laughable, as Fumiko had proven when she'd whipped my breasts so cruelly. I felt the quiver of nervous fear and sexual excitement at seeing her that way again, dark and exquisite and so small. I felt like an ugly, pale cow by comparison. "Where is your collar, Jen-san?" she asked me pointedly and I did not know. I hadn't even realized it had been removed while I slept. "Find it; you must never leave this place without it." I nodded and went to my bedroom, but couldn't find it there. I paused and then went to the terrace and searched frantically. It had suddenly become very important to me, although I couldn't then express why. I found it finally in the living room, sitting atop the television, and I breathed a sigh of relief as I put it around my neck, buckling the supple leather into place while Fumiko waited impatiently. "You are responsible for the collar around your neck and the plug in your ass. I will not remind you of these things again, I will only report it to our Mistress and she will be unhappy with you." She sounded angry and I lowered my eyes, bowing to her. "Forgive me, Fumiko-san, I will not forget. Thank you." It seemed to placate the smaller woman and we left for my apartment. Fumiko had returned from work the night before with my keys and nothing more it seemed. If she'd brought the rest of my purse or my clothes, she made no mention of it and I didn't ask. We took a train to Shinjuku and then a short cab ride to my apartment building. Once inside, Fumiko had me get my mail, my important personal papers, my passport, and any other small items I desired to have nearby. I grabbed my laptop and a few music CD's, my journal, and packed a single suitcase with clothes, frowning as I found my wardrobe very boring after my recent experiences. Fumiko allowed me to change and I was able to dress nicely and make up my face, brush my hair and teeth. In all we were there less than an hour and soon traveling back to my new home. We stayed just long enough to put my things in my bedroom and then we left again, this time going to the Ginza to do some shopping. I had no money, but Fumiko didn't seem to care. We bought an assortment of personal items for me, especially cosmetics, perfumes, scented oils and soaps, innumerable beauty products really. I briefly wondered if Fumiko was trying to say something about my personal hygiene. We bought some clothing, but it was all for wearing around the apartment. A silk robe, some house slippers, pajamas, nightgowns, that sort of thing. I wasn't used to that, having been accustomed to just sleeping in an oversized t-shirt and panties for much of my life. By the time we carted our purchases back to the apartment it was nearly 6pm and we left again, this time going out for dinner. We hadn't spoken much during the day. I was uncertain of Fumiko's attitude towards me, which seemed at times to be warm and friendly, almost loving, and at other times the woman could be distant, almost cold in a way. Fumiko herself did not deign to enlighten me, speaking to me only when it was necessary. I worried over that very much. At dinner I decided to find out, if I could, what the woman really thought of me. We were in a nice restaurant that specialized in Kobe steak and the prices were ridiculous, even by Tokyo standards. Fumiko ordered for the both of us and we had a bottle of wine while we waited for our dinner. "Fumiko-san," I spoke slowly. "Are you angry with me?" "No, I'm not angry." She narrowed her eyes. "Why do you ask me that?" "I would like very much to be your friend." I chose my words carefully. "I am only afraid that I have disappointed you in some way. If I have…displeased you…I beg your forgiveness, Fumiko-san." "You do not displease me, Jen," she smiled and adopted the English version of my name. "I'm very happy to be with you, as if we are sisters now." I smiled at her words. "I am sorry I have misunderstood…" I started, but she cut me off. "There's no need to apologize. I haven't been so friendly, you're right." She reached out to touch my hand and I gripped her tiny fingers. "If you were mine, perhaps this would be different between us, but…" she made a small fluttering gesture with her other hand, "...I am only your friend, not your Mistress." "I'm glad you are my friend, Fumiko-san," I replied truthfully and shifted in my seat with some annoyance. The plug in my ass grew extremely uncomfortable when I sat down any longer than ten minutes or so. "Your posture," the girl laughed lightly. "The dildo in your rectum, Jen-san. You must learn to sit properly." "Oh!" I blinked and looked around the crowded restaurant self-consciously. Thankfully most Japanese are polite enough, or rude enough perhaps, to make a point of ignoring even the most attractive foreigners. Our food arrived and we ate in silence for a moment before I returned to the subject which interested me most. "I am in love with your sister," I said, wishing to make that clear. I required Fumiko's good opinion more than anything else and maybe her reassurance as well. I really didn't have any idea what I was doing. "I love her as well," Fumiko smiled sadly. "So perhaps I am also jealous? I don't know." "You call her Mistress though?" I was trying to understand. "Yes. That is so, but only because I wish it, not because she demands it. She does not sleep with me, Jen-san." Fumiko looked pointedly at me. "As much as I would have her, Atsumi will not have me. It isn't proper for us, she has told me that, and I believe sometimes it's a cruelty that I should feel this when she does not." We had our dinner and returned to the apartment. I removed my clothes and then my butt plug, washing it before using the toilet. I felt very sore and my piercings itched, so Fumiko washed me gently. While we bathed from the plastic tub, pouring water over ourselves with a large scoop, I looked at Fumiko shyly. "Do you…need to pee, Fumiko-san?" "Why do you ask?" She gave me a little grin. "Because I…" I blushed despite the cold water. "I would like to learn. I displeased Mistress Atsumi this morning, I think." "No!" Fumiko laughed and shook her head. "She was very pleased by you." I looked at my friend. "Are you sure? But she said…" "Of course she cannot tell you, but you will learn these things. Soon enough you will know how to tell." "But I would still like to…learn," I said softly. "I think you did not like it." Fumiko washed my breasts. They were still sore and the bruises were faded into yellowish-purple splotches. Her strong fingers very nearly brought tears to my eyes as they worked the tender flesh. "And I must also punish you yet. Have you forgotten that?" I had forgotten that Mistress Atsumi wanted me punished. I sat looking at Fumiko, not saying anything while she finished bathing me. She reached for my sex and pulled at the ring in my clit gently, watching as that curious knot of flesh was drawn tight. I gasped at the flash of pain, but more at the immediate shock of pleasure. The girl smiled with satisfaction as a tiny shudder went through me. And what a smile. Her angelic face seemed so innocent and pure right then, almost child-like but for her penetrating gaze. Fumiko had her sister's eyes and I could hide nothing from them. "You are a true slave, Jen-san," she decided softly. "You will never be satisfied by what we can do to you, I think." I could only sit there, looking at her. "Yes," I sighed, knowing she was right. I would protest and resist and then only later would I realize how much I'd enjoyed and needed it. "But we will try anyway!" Fumiko giggled and stood up. I took her hand and she pulled me to my feet as well. "Bend over now." I did as the small girl asked and grimaced slightly as Fumiko pushed the plug back into my ass. My muscles were being trained, I realized, and there was very little discomfort, it went in easily and the overall feeling was almost soothing. Soon it would seem more uncomfortable to be without that hard intrusive presence. I straightened back up and Fumiko dried me off and led me into my bedroom where she applied more of the cream to my piercings. My clit burned under her touch and she stroked it just for a second, teasing me. "Lie down now and we will punish your breasts," Fumiko said softly and I groaned at the thought. They were still sore and discolored from the previous day, so much so that I'd almost been certain that Fumiko would have to find some other way to punish me. She caught my look and just pushed me back. "Do not worry, Jen-san. This is very easy, you'll see." "But they are still sore, Fumiko-san. Please…" I couldn't finish because the girl brought her hand to my cheek with a hard stinging slap. I felt my eyes watering and my whole body seemed to flush, not from the pain, which was very slight, but from the surprise and humiliation. "I am sorry, Fumiko-san," I whispered immediately and I sank back onto my bed, keeping my eyes tightly shut. "Your Mistress loves you, Jen," Fumiko said quietly, her fingertips tracing my features. "And so I will love you also. That's why I will do this, do you understand?" I nodded and my lips moved, but no sound escaped. "And that's why you will accept it." She left the bed and moved to the bureau, returning a moment later and sitting next to me as I lay there. "Open your eyes now." "Yes…Mistress." I blinked at her. Fumiko sat very erect on the bed, still naked and meltingly beautiful. She held what looked like a leather belt, although it seemed to be shaped more like a pretzel than anything else. "Do not call me that." Fumiko slipped the strange belt around my breasts. It was basically two small belts connected together, I saw, so that they formed a shape like the number eight. "We only have one Mistress. I am doing this because she wishes it." "You don't want to do this to me?" I asked without trying to be clever, only wanting to understand. She cinched the belts tightly around each of my breasts, one at a time. Once again it brought more discomfort than real pain as the fatty tissue was squeezed to such a small diameter that I had the irrational fear that Fumiko would somehow sever them completely. "Of course I do," she giggled. "You have such wonderful, perfect breasts, Jen-san. How could I ever tire of this?" She sat back; watching as my tits seemed to swell, plumping until the thin strips of leather binding them were almost invisible. My body began protesting almost immediately, my chest filling with an ache at first, a low burning sensation. My nipples itched and hardened to twin dark points, demanding attention. I had to fight to resist the urge to touch myself. I arched my back and grabbed small fistfuls of bed sheet, digging my fingers into the soft cool fabric. "Do not move," Fumiko told me sternly. "I will get the candle." She gave me a little giggle as she left the room. While I struggled with the idea of Fumiko using hot wax on my breasts, I watched as my once pale skin turned pink and then slowly red. They felt as if they were on fire and the feeling spread rapidly throughout my entire body, centering it seemed on my sex. I pressed my thighs together, all too aware of the moisture weeping from my slit. I wanted to touch myself so badly, to feel my breasts, to rub the sweet spot hiding just behind my clit. I began to tremble with the effort of keeping my hands still. Time was a lost concept to that awful, growing torture. How long had Fumiko been gone? Where was she, I wondered. I needed her. I needed her attention, her permission, her presence and approval. I was longing for more, to be whipped, or waxed, or clamped, or whatever else she wanted to do to me. The pain grew steadily worse, not from my bonds, but from being denied. The belts were just enough to make me want more, didn't she know that? I was supposed to be punished. Where was Fumiko? I had memories of being whipped and I tried to relive them, to imagine Fumiko stroking my flesh with her crop. The pain flashing through me, bringing my blood to boiling, giving my desire voice in screams of pain. I needed it now, more than I'd ever needed anything. "Stop!" Mistress Atsumi's voice startled me, making me quiver with fear and anticipation. My hands were on my belly, sliding up and down halfway between my aching, swollen breasts and the fire burning between my thighs. I didn't remember letting go of the sheets. I stared at my Mistress, feeling both shame and longing. She was dressed nicely, presumably just arriving back from the club. Fumiko stood naked behind her, not smiling and whispering something to Atsumi who seemed to wave the girl away. "Mistress…" I couldn't help but smile, a little shyly perhaps, but Atsumi frowned. "Do not speak," she said and her words fell like a slap to my face. She removed the belt from my breasts and the sudden wave of pain made me cry out as blood rushed back into my tortured flesh. Fumiko produced several pairs of handcuffs, real ones it seemed, and Atsumi turned me over onto my stomach so that my breasts were crushed painfully beneath my weight. In this way Mistress bound me to the bed frame, at my ankles and legs, so I was spread eagle and completely exposed. By the time she'd finished, Fumiko had returned with a small black satchel. Atsumi opened it and pulled out some vials, a small can and some matches. She used a spoon, and some cotton, cooking something on the nightstand and filling a syringe with it. "What is that, Mistress?" I asked her. I felt uncomfortable, sensing it was something that I shouldn't ever know about. "It is heroin, Jen-san. Now lie still and you will like this." She brought the needle to my arm and I protested then, telling her I didn't want it, I couldn't do any such thing. "Please," I begged her. "Don't…" But it was too late. She pushed the plunger and a moment later I felt the most wonderful sensations. Floating and dreaming, without a care in the world. She made love to me then, removing the butt plug from my ass and using a huge dildo that looked as though it should have split me in two, but it didn't. It only felt good and I was flying with her on top of me, kissing me, fucking me over and over again until I couldn't stop cumming. It was the most perfect and beautiful experience of my life and all I knew was that I never, ever wanted her to stop making love to me. At some point I must have passed out, for I awoke still chained to the bed, sore and thirsty and I needed to pee badly. The bedroom lights were still on and I lifted my head weakly, looking over my shoulder to see the large dildo protruding from my ass. It was massive, stretching me unnaturally and I became aware of a particular pain deep between my legs, like a cramp, but not throbbing, not coming and going, just a constant ache. "You're awake now, good." Fumiko had entered the room and she smiled at me. "How do you feel?" "Sore," I whispered. "I need to use the bathroom." Fumiko nodded and moved to the bed, reaching between my legs and pulling the dildo from my ass. It had been inside me at least eight or nine inches, I thought, and it bulged in places, very wide and uneven, not a smooth phallus at all. She set it aside and unlocked my cuffs, letting me roll over slowly and finally sit up. Then Fumiko handcuffed my hands behind my back. She did the same with my ankles, locking the two lengths of chain together, so I would have to shuffle my feet as I walked. "Why do you have to keep me like this?" I asked the smaller woman. I felt like I was sleep walking, there was no resistance inside me and the chains seemed ridiculous. She just shrugged. "It's part of your training." "Oh." I didn't know what else to say. "Mistress…She gave me something last night. Heroin, I think." It was difficult to walk and the cramp between my legs felt worse when I moved. "Yes. I know," Fumiko nodded. She carried the dildo and my butt plug into the bathroom as I followed slowly. She helped me sit down on the toilet and I felt a little embarrassment having Fumiko there, but she attended to washing the dildo and the butt plug in the sink while I urinated. "You must shit as well." Fumiko looked at me and I wasn't sure I could. "The heroin will make you constipated, but you are loose now." I tried and pushed, but it hurt and I shook my head. "Later, please?" Fumiko just shrugged and wiped my pussy with some toilet paper. "Perhaps Mistress will give you an enema." She reached down and fingered my asshole gently. "We will bathe later," she told me. Fumiko brought me back to the bedroom and chained me once again to the bed, this time on my back. She pushed the butt plug in my ass, asking me to raise my hips for her. I felt a welcome pressure as the widest part stretched my anus once again and then it slipped inside and Fumiko pushed it snugly back into place. I watched wordlessly as Fumiko retrieved the same kit that Atsumi had used the night before and I asked her why she was injecting me with heroin. "Didn't you like it?" she asked me, smiling a little. "Yes, I did like it. But isn't it…dangerous?" "No, not like this, Mistress only wants to make you hungry for it." "She doesn't have to though," I whispered. "Why is that?" Fumiko asked, pushing the needle into my arm. "Because…I'm hungry for her…" I felt the rush of the drugs coming into my head and I felt like I was swimming in a fire, but it didn't burn me, it just felt good. "You are a strange woman, Jen-san." Fumiko was undressing and I just stared at her. I thought she had to be the most beautiful thing in the world just then, glowing and flowing, like she was made of water, all wet and warm. "Are you wet?" I asked her, but she didn't understand me. "Drink this now." She straddled my face, kneeling over my mouth and pressing her tiny pussy to my lips. She was wet, all water and warm and salty as she poured herself into my mouth, slowly at first and I drank eagerly. Then she turned bitter and I felt my stomach churning against her and I didn't want to drink this girl. The drugs were twisting everything I knew, confusing me and I wanted to be clear, but it was so hard. I swallowed as much as I could and felt some of her running down my face, wetting my pillow and soaking my hair and neck. Fumiko lifted herself and I breathed deeply. "Did I hurt you?" I asked her, because it seemed I must have drank half of her small body already. "What?" She laughed at me. "No, of course not. Do you want more?" "You're so small, Fumiko-san," I said and I licked my lips wondering why she tasted like that. "But I have a lot of piss for you. Drink." She put her pussy back to my mouth and I clamped my lips over it, feeling the girl filling my mouth again and again as I swallowed. And then Fumiko changed, slowly, dissolving and growing into her sister, Atsumi, as lights and shadows from the window moved fast and slow, the world spinning away without me. "What time is it?" My voice sounded soft and tired and I felt as though I could barely keep my eyes open. "It's time for another injection," Atsumi smiled and I realized she was holding the syringe. "Oh…" I nodded, smiling. "I remember." "Shhh…quiet now…Fumiko!" she called and a moment later the girl appeared, naked and sweating, her body flushed. "Hold her arm still." "Yes Mistress." The girl grabbed my left arm tightly and I watched dispassionately as Atsumi pricked my arm, filling me with another dose of the wonderful drug. "You have such a perfect body, Jen-san. Good veins." She withdrew the needle and kissed me. "Whip her," Mistress told Fumiko and then she left. Being whipped while on heroin is like dying and going to heaven, only to find the Marquis de Sade in charge. Once again my breasts had to endure the punishment. Fumiko used a very small switch made of wood. It was thin and flexible and intensely painful. She whipped my tits for a long time while my mind tried to cope with the dream-like, surreal quality the drugs lent to the scene. At times it felt as though each small stroke was a living thing, like a viper biting into my flesh, insinuating itself beneath my skin, coiling and writhing so that the welts seemed to wriggle and crawl before my horrified eyes. At other times I was apart from it, observing casually and feeling nothing. The sharp slapping sound echoed in my ears, reverberating, and I laughed and cried and felt myself going mad beneath Fumiko's smiling gaze. I don't think I ever fell totally asleep, but I wasn't awake either. I was somewhere in between. Mistress Atsumi was there and I looked at her. "I have to go to work," I told her, since that was the first thought that came into my head. The second thought was that I was going to be sick. I felt my stomach cramping and I had a dim memory of a dream, of drinking Fumiko's urine. "You are at work, Jen-san." The woman looked at me and I saw she was dressed in a wonderful kimono, pink and white and blue, a classic design of Japanese cranes. Her hair was put up and held in place with an ivory comb. She had a powdered face and crimson lips, and her eyes were black and beautiful. I rolled over onto my side, bringing my hands underneath my cheek like a little girl. It took me a long moment to realize I was no longer chained to the bed. "What did you do to me?" I whispered, watching Mistress Atsumi as she just stood there, beautiful and ethereal like a dream. "I gave you a reward," her voice was soothing. "Because I love you so much. You must bathe and dress. I would like you at the club tonight." "I'm so…sleepy." I yawned and curled up a little tighter. "Mistress…" I breathed and then she was gone. "Jen…Jen…" Someone was tugging at my arm and I opened my eyes to see Fumiko. "Come with me now. We need to get ready." I stood and stretched, moving slowly and feeling sore and stiff all over. I examined my breasts and they were a mass of bruises, stained yellow and purple and black. They were grotesque and beautiful, I thought, crisscrossed with welts that hadn't healed yet. My nipples were puffy and swollen and colored dark red. I massaged my tits tenderly, admiring how the swelling made them seem even larger, the skin tight and warm. "You're an artist, Fumiko-san!" I giggled a little, wondering if it was me, or if I was still a little high on the drugs they'd given me. "And you are a bad little slave," the lovely girl chided me with a grin, pulling me by the arm to follow her into the bathroom. I used the toilet, although it was difficult, and Fumiko rewarded me with a warm, soapy enema. I'd never experienced such a thing before, but it wasn't as unpleasant as I'd feared. It actually felt good for a little while and about the time it became uncomfortable I was allowed to expel the dirty fluid. This was repeated twice more until Fumiko was satisfied and then she washed the rest of me, paying careful attentions to my piercings, which were healing well, she decided. Fumiko replaced my butt plug and fastened my collar around my neck and allowed me to dress in something reasonable, at least by the standards to which I was becoming accustomed. A cream colored leather miniskirt and a red silk blouse, sans bra of course, so my nipples protruded obscenely. I put on a red thong, pulling it tight across the flanged base of my buttplug and high over my hips. Some red fishnet stockings and cream colored heels finished my outfit. I made up my face and brushed my golden hair, tying it back in a thick pony tail, while Fumiko dressed in her own bedroom. She emerged looking like a Goth goddess in what had to be an authentic German SS uniform or part of one anyway, and tailored to her pixie form. Fumiko wore gleaming black jack boots into which her black wool trousers were tucked neatly. The pants were pleated and tailored to hug her hips and ass nicely, ballooning slightly at the knees. She wore no blouse at all, just a black wool jacket, casually buttoned so that her breasts were exposed when she moved. The jacket had collar tabs and epaulets embroidered in silver, for rank I guessed, though I had no idea what they represented. There was silver piping around the collar and cuffs, and a patch with an eagle holding a swastika on the left breast. Around her neck she wore a red and black ribbon with an authentic iron cross dangling from it. On her head, Fumiko wore a peaked cap in silver and black with a gleaming skull pinned on the front. She carried a leather riding crop, slapping it against her thigh as she stared at me and her face had been painted white, with deep black eyes and crimson lips. On the whole, the effect seemed both frightening and terribly exciting, I thought. Fumiko attached the leash to my collar and led me outside and I could only imagine what people must have thought of us. Me, tall, blonde and American, and dressed like a prostitute, being led on a leash by a small, elfin, Japanese girl costumed as evil incarnate. I kept my eyes down for much of the short walk to the subway station, avoiding the stares and trying to ignore the odd comments and giggles. It was early evening and the streets were crowded, the trains would be even worse, I knew. Standing on the subway, everyone was pushed very close together. I stood facing Fumiko, her face coming just to my breasts and I looked down on her as we moved from stop to stop, with interminable periods of swaying in between. We had 6 stops before arriving at Shinagawa Station and we'd transfer to a real train. Between the 3rd and 4th I suddenly felt someone's hand on my thigh, stroking up the back of my leg towards my barely covered ass. I sucked a little breath of air and my body tensed causing Fumiko to look up sharply into my face. "What's wrong?" she asked softly. The hand played along the tops of my stockings and I closed my eyes for a second, feeling both slight embarrassment and pangs of excitement at being touched like that in public by a stranger. It brought back memories of previous encounters and a part of me had missed those furtive moments. "Someone is touching me…" I spoke softly as well, but doubtless a few people around us could hear, perhaps even the man whose fingers were moving ever upward toward my sex. Fumiko moved a little, peeking around me to see who was doing it. "Do you want him to stop, Jen-san?" she asked a little louder. The fingers abruptly moved away from me and I blinked, shaking my head slowly. "No, I…I enjoy it." I looked into Fumiko's eyes trying to find some understanding, but she seemed confused by my complicity. "It is a secret pleasure." "Is it?" Fumiko's voice sounded doubtful. "Very well. Take off your panties then," she ordered. "What? Fumiko…" I started to protest but the look in her eyes, the realization that she could lose face in front of total strangers with my refusal, broke my will. "Yes, Fumiko-san." If there'd been enough room I would have bowed in apology, as it was I slowly and somewhat clumsily worked my thong down my thighs, letting gravity pull them to my ankles. I bent my knees, crouching straight down to retrieve them, feeling the plug in my ass protesting the unusual movement. I could also feel the eyes of several dozen people, mostly men, but more than a few women as well, watching me. I stood up, red faced and breathless, staring into Fumiko's eyes. She took my red thong from my fingers silently, handing them to someone behind me, presumably the man who had been touching me. "You wanted to feel these?" Fumiko's voice was loud enough to attract even more attention than we had already, if that was possible. I closed my eyes and felt my body burning up. "Take them home and give them to your daughter, pervert." I don't know if Fumiko threw them in his face, or if he took them from her hand, or if she just dropped them on the floor. I'd had my eyes tightly shut and when I opened them again, all I knew was that I no longer had any underwear at all. I felt horribly exposed like that, as if everyone could see under my short skirt. I imagined people seeing the bit of rubber from the base of the butt plug protruding from my ass as I walked. Or the rings in my vagina, or the pearl on my clit. I felt cold and hot all over and Fumiko just smiled at me, enjoying her game immensely. "Is it better now for you, Jen-san?" she almost giggled. "Now if a man wants you, we will have to find something else to remove." I swallowed nervously at the thought that Fumiko would make me remove the plug from my ass in public. That would be too much, even for the bizarre permissive world of Tokyo mass transit. Luckily, the rest of our little trip was uneventful, despite my much too overactive imagination. Exiting Yokohama Station we took a taxi to the club and inside it was much as I remembered it. There were a few dozen customers, even though it was early, even by Japanese standards. Fumiko led me back, past the bar and down the short hallway to the dressing room. There were three Japanese girls inside, one of them I remembered as the girl in the bikini who'd assisted Mistress Atsumi the night I'd been there. They were all young, barely eighteen if I'd had to guess, and strikingly beautiful. Fumiko largely ignored their respectful, if somewhat playful greetings and introduced me quickly. "This is Miki and her sister, Niya." Fumiko gestured at the two I hadn't seen before. "And this is Ayu. Miki and Niya will perform tonight, always together, so you will see what they are like." Fumiko smiled and the girls nodded happily. "Ayu is Mistress Atsumi's assistant, you've seen her before. We have six others, hostess girls who will sit with the customers and sometimes perform on the stage. You can meet them later." "Are you a Russian?" Niya asked me and I shook my head, smiling and telling them I'm American. "See? I told you!" Miki laughed. "You're so stupid." "I am not. She looks Russian!" Niya said as she removed what was unmistakably a school uniform, like something out of a Sailor Moon comic. Her sister was already naked, sitting on a metal folding chair and working her small body into a white fishnet body stocking. "How old are you?" I asked Niya, admiring her lithe body while trying not to stare. It wasn't easy for the girls were twins, obviously, and beautiful as I mentioned. "That depends on who is asking!" Miki giggled. "That's enough talking. They are sixteen now and they behave like spoiled five year olds." Fumiko had been digging through some plastic containers, finding what I would need for the evening. "You will be a hostess tonight, Jen-san." "We come here after school," Niya said. She was standing in her panties now and she had a gymnist's body, very firm and toned, with small breasts and the most wonderful ass I'd ever seen. "We're very popular!" Miki laughed. She had the same perfect body as her sister and she posed for me with her hands on her hips and tits thrust outward invitingly. "Popular with dirty old pedophiles," Fumiko retorted, pushing the girl out of the way. Atsumi appeared briefly, just looking into the small room. She barely glanced at me, focusing instead on Fumiko and Atsumi told her to dress me for working, but to make sure my breasts were bound again. I started to speak, not understanding this at all, when Atsumi waved her hand. "And a gag as well. She is beautiful, but I'm tired to hear her voice now." My Mistress disappeared then and that was perhaps the hardest lesson, that in the club I would have to share her attentions and doubtless there would be times when I would feel the lesser for it. Fumiko pulled me along with her to the offices, where there was a dressing room and several wardrobe closets, the temporary sort made of cardboard and plastic that the Japanese favor. I tried asking Fumiko what was going on, but she just told me she didn't know. The young woman used a strange sort of gag that I'd never seen before. It was made of hard rubber, red in color, and shaped like a very thin ‘O' that fit into my teeth, stretching my mouth open uncomfortably. There were two thin straps that went to the back of my head. It felt strange and I realized there was a depressor on the underside that effectively trapped my tongue. "Do not remove that," Fumiko warned me with a smile, but her eyes were serious. "Or Mistress Atsumi will be unhappy with you." Next she fitted my breasts with a thin leather belt around each one, pulling them so tight I thought she'd cinch my boobs right off my chest. I gasped as a fresh wave of pain awoke the welts that I still sported. Fumiko pushed at my back, bending me over so she could remove the plug in my ass then helped me into a black leather thong and a pair of black fishnet stockings that came mid-thigh. A pair of stiletto heels in black leather completed my 'uniform' and Fumiko stepped back to admire me. "You will sit with customers. You're not a waitress, so you will sit and do what they tell you to." She watched as I nodded. "I'll be close by, so you won't have to worry, nobody will hurt you." I followed her down the hall and we exited through the bar where I was immediately seized upon by a man sitting by himself. He crooked his finger at me and I looked at Fumiko who nodded. I walked over, having absolutely no idea what I was doing or what the man might be expecting from me. "I see you do not talk, eh?" The Japanese man was perhaps 40 years old, with the superior attitude that I deplored in many of the Japanese men I'd come into contact with. "Well, that's good, because I don't want your mouth to talk, bitch." The word sounded terrible in Japanese and it took me a moment to recognize it. He told me to remove his cock and watched as I gave him a blowjob with people waking past, or sitting nearby at their tables, seeing me and commenting on the American woman. I was so embarrassed by this I almost couldn't finish, but I had little choice anyway. My mouth was locked open and eventually the man just grabbed a fistful of hair and moved my mouth up and down his cock the way he wanted until he came with a rush of thin, salty semen. Swallowing proved to be extremely difficult and I made quite a mess, which did not make the Japanese man happy at all. I shrank away from him as he voiced his opinion of American whores who couldn't even swallow a man's cum properly. He slapped at my tits painfully and I started crying, although more from outrage and embarrassment than any real injury to my body. Fumiko came over and I looked at her hopefully, certain that she would protect me from this man. It wasn't my fault the man had cum all over himself. If I hadn't had to wear this silly gag I could have given him a real blowjob, didn't he know that? Fumiko, I was sure, would straighten everything out. "This stupid cow has ruined my trousers." The man pointed his finger at me. "It's an insult and she did it deliberately." "Is this true, Jen-san?" Fumiko stared at me and I couldn't believe my ears. I shook my head vigorously. "She's a lying bitch," the man pronounced and Fumiko nodded. "She must be punished, sir. Will you do it?" She bowed to the man and I felt my whole body flush with anger. "Yes. Of course," he said and I waited silently, wondering what my punishment would be. Fumiko returned with a strange looking whip. It had a handle and seven long flat strips of leather attached to it. I guessed it was for flogging, similar to a cat o'nine tails, but slightly less abusive. I would soon learn though that it was capable of producing quite a lot of pain when used properly. I was laid over the small round table on my back and I heard Fumiko talking to the man. "Sir, this slave is still in training, only her breasts may be punished." The man grunted and lost no time flogging my breasts. He must have used a whip before, because he had a way of snapping his wrist at precisely the right instant to crack the ends over whichever part of my skin he preferred. Invariably that seemed to be my nipples and I was soon writhing in pain upon that small stage. A number of onlookers had moved closer, commenting on the man's skill. I sobbed loudly, but with the gag in my mouth it sounded like a curious mewling sound and it got no response but laughter. He flogged me for perhaps ten minutes, good thirty or forty blows maybe more. My tits were hot and dark red now, and every touch on my flesh left a lingering stain of white. They burned and I was swept up once again by an indescribable pleasant sensation beneath it all, struggling to surface. My hips were moving, but not jerking as the rest of me was, they were grinding as if searching for something and I had my hands there eventually, pressing against my sex as the last few blows fell. The man noticed, as did more than a few others. "The bitch likes it!" he laughed. "This was no punishment!" He dropped the whip on my heaving belly and moved away from me. "Come! Sit with me now." I barely had time to think before another man was pulling me to my feet. Fumiko did nothing to interfere, she merely picked up the whip, and so I followed the man as though I were drugged. He was younger, maybe in his late twenties, and he brought me to a table where two friends of his sat, also young men. "I am Keisu, this is Aisen...and Tomasu. You are so beautiful. Why do you let them do this to you?" His words made very little sense. I was still trying to catch my breath and it felt as if my whole body was throbbing with the fire centered in my breasts. I looked at him, but of course I couldn't speak. It didn't really matter anyway, because despite the man's pleasant manner and polite introductions, it soon became obvious that he and his friends were only really interested in fucking an American. I had no idea what I was expected to do, or even if there were limitations to what I could do, so I did not resist. I pulled my thong to the side and straddled them one at a time, facing them so they could play with my abused tits while I rode their cocks with my stretched and ready ass. It was what I'd been aching for and the men were very pleased they were making me cum so quickly and often. The truth is I would have gotten off riding a doorknob; these guys were just in the right place at the right time. But if I've learned anything, Japanese men have egos made out of glass. It was a very long night, the club did not close until 2am by that time I had sucked or fucked about a dozen men. I'd been punished three times, always by a flogging across my tits. The belts had been removed and put back on several times, which was even worse than the floggings. When the bonds were removed from my breast and blood flowed back into the bruised and oxygen starved cells, it was like the floodgates to hell had been opened. It seemed the most painful thing in the world for five or ten minutes and then the pain would subside to a dull throbbing ache that never went entirely away. Fumiko removed the gag from my mouth which hurt just to close and I had to practice talking because my jaw had become so stiff. "You have done very well tonight, Jen-san," my sister told me, for that was how I thought of her now. "I did not understand why you let that man punish me," I said slowly, trying to pronounce the difficult words correctly with my aching jaws. Fumiko looked at me, giving me a seductive smile. "But now...I understand. Thank you, Fumiko-san." I bowed to her, very much wanting her to know that I was learning. "Quiet now, we will bathe and you'll go with Mistress Atsumi tonight." She smiled at the look on my face, understanding that I thought myself much too weary for more adventure. "We are like vampires, Jen-san. We live at night, you will see. It's also for your training." She smiled and led me to the small bath, frowning at Niya and Miki, who were already inside, splashing each other playfully. She grabbed the closest by her hair, but which of the twins it was I had no way of knowing, and pulled the girl to her feet. "Go home now, or I'll crucify you and leave you on stage for a week!" Fumiko said, but the girl only laughed and danced away, smiling at me. The other one rose slowly, grabbing a towel as Fumiko slapped her small round ass. "And you, I will have mounted by a dog!" "Do you promise?" The girl giggled and hurried out before Fumiko could spank her again. "They are a terrible tease, don't you think?" Fumiko sighed and I smiled, nodding my head. "I have done that," I said as Fumiko washed me carefully. "Done what?" She worked her soapy fingers into my ass and I gave a little moan. "Been mounted by a dog," I admitted. "By three dogs." Fumiko laughed at that. "And did you enjoy it, Jen-san?" "I did not think I enjoyed it much at the time," I shrugged with a smile of my own at the memory. "But now I can tell myself that yes, I did enjoy it very much." "Then I shall have to speak with your Mistress about a pet." I looked up sharply, uncertain if the girl was teasing me or not, and Fumiko laughed, giving me no clue as to her intentions. I dressed in different clothes than I had arrived in, a simple red cotton jumpsuit. The zipper went from my pussy to midway between my swollen bruised breasts, leaving them nearly exposed in a most obscene manner. I wore no underwear, merely my butt plug and collar. But it was comfortable enough, even sexy, despite the utilitarian design. The shoes were an incongruous touch, with 3" heels, but there was little that could be done for that. "Is she ready?" Mistress Atsumi walked in just as I was straightening up and Fumiko brushed my hair quickly. "Yes, Mistress," Fumiko replied and giving me a kiss on the cheek. "She is perfect." I didn't know what was going on, but I hurried after Mistress Atsumi, falling into step behind her. She paused at the door, clipping her leash to my collar and giving me a small smile. "I watched you very closely tonight. I think you are learning, slave." "Thank you, Mistress." I lowered my eyes, blushing at the unexpected praise. "We will go someplace where you can rest. We have a home near Fuji-san. You will be safe and we will learn from each other, you've been busy; you're tired and need to heal. The city is not good for that." She looked outside briefly as a taxi pulled up to the curb. "Tell me your thoughts now. Quickly, slave!" "I love you, Mistress." What other thought could I have? In the taxi I sat back, curling up against Mistress Atsumi as if were a child again. I felt so tired, my entire body ached. There was something else too; a small yearning to be back in my bed, dreaming once more with the drugs I'd been given. It was only a tiny thing though, the stirrings of an addiction I feared, and I tried to dismiss it. For her part, Mistress Atsumi largely ignored me, sitting upright and proper, staring straight ahead. Only her fingers betrayed any interest in me whatsoever, playing slowly at the large zipper between my breasts and occasionally cupping my boob. The ride was a long one, several hours even with the light traffic and I fell asleep, to be awakened by Atsumi's gentle voice in my ear. "Wake up, Jen." I blinked and smiled at the sound of my name and I knew we were home at last. End of Turning Japanese Jennifer’s narrative ends at this point, she is never heard from again and her ultimate fate is unknown. Some months later a query from the New York office of the corporation elicited the reply that no such person worked or had worked at the Tokyo office. A missing person report filed by her parents prompted a request for information from the Japanese police that went unanswered. By this time another young woman, tall and blond like Jennifer, was on her way to the Tokyo office as an office marketing intern on a “cultural exchange” program.

Filet Afrocuntis: Cum to me Black queen, let my lips taste yourz in dark erotic passion. We kiss as if there is no tomorrow. Your womanly lips can heal mother Africa with one sweet blessed touch.Hold me tight my love.Do you feel the Eco system of nature traveling through raging waters breaking through your rocks of suppressed inhibition. Lay back baby it is time,I caress her hand as if she is preparing for birth,Yes the birth of a Orgasm, It is said do the fear and the traditional man that they don't venture in such waters. That will be know more my love for a new age of the Darklover. I lay my queen down in the hot arid environment and my hands pace her leg chambers open as I enter the hot musty fumes of her erotic jungle, I scale my hands down the tender walls of her theigh's feeling the lake currents traveling through to the grand lake that contains the wild fiesty Afrocuntis vaginal fish. Now I must comb through the black fur terrain with gentle precision folding each black bush gliding my hands down the landscape only to now enter the opening to rapid Congo river. I see a small canoe and hop right in, The mist of her river splashing like a cool breeze across my face,as the rapids twirl and flip me,she truely is wet and wild today,Her river had a deep intoxicating smell the fueled the fire in my blood stream.My finger paddled and paddled with virgorous ferocity.Driving my canoe in different directions. I cast my pole into the lubercating waters with my saliva tounge bait,and flung it high and deep and in seconds a powerful contracting PC bite.It turmoils my line as it rumbles with my jaw muscles to keep it in tact but I can't and that's what I want the wildest top of the line Filets. With more man force I whip the line and suck and suck it onto my mouth canoe. With great victory I raise The Afrocuntis Filet.I will feast tonight. Heading back to her soft lands I rest myself,licking my lips at the meal to savior. I just can't wait, but first let me pick some or black berrys from her tree's to add spice to the meal, now with some blackman pepper heat my meal is so ready.The Afrocuntis pussy smells divine and oh so fine. I spit her pussy with my tounge down the middle to get to the meat, I suck on her brown velvet vulvar skin laced out side the tender meat. I suck it and peel it back till it stays spiked up and open. I then squeeze the outer vulvar lips, to mix up the raw pink flesh,as my tounge dives hard and deep into her vagina, my finger pokes in and out to scoop the crevis of pink goodness into my mouth,Her Lubercation soothes my black skin texture and her ripened healthy bacteria boosted my immune system and caused my erection to grow and fester. My hands spank the black vaginal meat with power taps as it squirts more and more juices, her orgasmic fatty acids oils aided my nutrients,and caused me to eat that wet pussy more and more,so delicous so good,her hips buck as she gets tounge fucked. Then I make my way under the hood and stroke the muscle like clitoris,stroking and stimulating stroking and stimulating,what keeps happening the taste makes suck and slirps harder,my queen and twirls uncontrollable,make me fucking cum my Darklover: muching and gently crunching. Yes no's and stops,not until you fucking pop. I shake up her vaginal meat. Then I feel a rupture cumming as I pressed more and more for it,The love and hate look on her face told me I enter a point of no return and this was only the begining,cum cum my Black delicous slut cum for your big black lover The cream emerges from the hood and I blend the blackerry juice with the mother milk cream.OhhhHHH Fuckkkkfuch shit I'm coming baby and ahahahah juices explode in my mouth with a fruit milk texture,black berry yogurt mix,oh shit that pussy was wonderful as he smooth downs her release.He eats up the rest like a champ.She knows her king and would her Filet to him when he liked. So good wonderful black pussy never the same.For my first was here and now I settle into my adult homes.I love you my black queen. Now cum smother face with your pink blackish flesh,lay on top baby and rock and rock your powerful woman hips away,let your syrup fall deep down my throat till it heals my stomach pains,flaps of that juicy ass engulfed my face,slapping against my facial beef,plopping up and down griding that black heaven pussy into my lips.I pushed her up and told her u better fucking implant your your taste into the fibers of my mouth, then I blew smoke up her pussy magical smoke. Now on all fours like a well built stallion.Let my nose sniff around your body beef. Then smother my face in your fresh nasty ass deep into your pussy,making this my personal territory. slashing my tounge like a wild animal getting to that black nectar,she cums again bucking back.she lays down with me over her back, saying how much I love her and whispering that I have something big for your lips,my Black Queen-Darklover

This story is about a woman who can't handle drinking, it gets her into bad situations. Debra was a good looking woman, who when every time she went out drinking, Got herself into bad situations. One night while at a local bar, They were having Karaoke and she was sitting there listening to the singers. She was feeling lonely from her recent divorce. She drank 4 beers and three shots and had a nice buzz on. When this guy walks up and asks "if he can join her". She says ok and he introduces himself as Jeff from a nearby town. So she starts feeling good from the buzz and this guy being interested in her, So she drinks more and starts feeling an stirring down inside her. Jeff says " I see you do shots, will you do one with me" . She agrees and he buys 4 shots and two beers. As they sit there talking and drinking. He asks her if she wants more and she tells him yes. Meanwhile she's begining to think she will get lucky tonight. And maybe find someone to see on a steady basis. While he's at the bar getting the drinks he slips a pill into her shot glass. He talks to another guy at the bar for a brief monment then returns to the table with drinks in hand. He raises his glass for a toast to them meeting and they down a shot and chased it with their beer. Jeff then said "What the hell here's another one to meeting a lovely lady". So they both did the other shot and chased it again. Then Jeff asked her to dance and she gladly said" yes". As they danced they talked more and got more personal with each other. At that point Jeff leaned down and kissed debra, not wanting to scare this guy away she let him. It felt good to her to be kissing someone again, it has been awhile. When they sat back down, Jeff sat next to her unlike across the table as before. Jeff says "lets have another shot to celebrate our new found friendship and maybe more", which excited her even more. He got up and went to the bar, when he returned he had 4 shots again. Debra said "I don't think I should, with having to drive and all". Jeff said "that its alright he would drive her home". Debra then stated that it wouldn't be right for her to take him home with her, with her son at the house. And she told him she wanted to be with him all night, so she sugested that they go to his house. Jeff then told her "that she was allowed to drink as much as she wanted" . They began dancing again and he was kissing her all throughout the song. She was feeling really drunk and tired by now, the pill was starting to take effect on her. She asked "If they could leave now" and he told her "they could". they walked to his pick up and he helped her into it. She was thinking that Jeff was a true gentlemen and that she had found the perfect man. They drove about a half hour with him holding her and kissing along the way. When they got to his place he told her "that they must have another drink to celebrate their uniting". She being tired and drunk hesitated long enough for him to say "come on we're home now and it won't hurt nothing". As he made her a drink he slipped another pill in her glass and took his time getting it to her allowing the pill to dissolve completely. They raised their glasses and toasted each other again, meanwhile two of his friends were in the closet in the bedroom. Jeff started kissing debra hard and passionate to get her really horny, then he started rubbing her breasts. She started moaning more and more. He unbuttoned her shirt enough to reach his hand inside the shirt to feel her tits better. As he did her excitment grew and she was confused between the feeling of being horny and the drinks and the pills. He asked her "If she wanted to go to the bedroom now", which she said "Yes". As they entered the bedroom Jeff was taking off her shirt completely. He stood her next to the bed and slowly undid her jeans and pulled down her zipper. Then with a quick action he slid her jeans and panties down her hips And in one motion he dropped down on one knee and pull her clothes down even more. He looked at her and told her "to step out of them", "one leg at a time". Then he stood up slowly as to suck each nipple and fondle each tit gentely. He then stood fully erect and told her "It was her turn". As she slid his pants down she dropped to her knees to help him out of his clothes. She looked up at him and with one hand on the back of her head he pulled her mouth close to his erect cock. Not wanting to dissapoint him she opened her mouth willingly and took some of his cock in her mouth to please him somewhat. Jeff told her to suck harder and pumped his cock into her mouth harder and harder. It was starting to gag her and she tried to pul away from him, But his strenght held her in place. He started pumping her mouth harder and faster and even deeper. When all of the sudden she could feel his cock start to pulsate in her mouth. Then her mouth was filling up with his juices, and she was gaging and trying hard to pull away. By now he was down in her throat very deep and she could feel the cum gushing down her throat. When it stopped gushing she heard him say "Keep sucking it hard and milk it dry". She wanted to volmit and couldn't because his cock was still in her mouth and he was not releasing the grip he had on her head and all. After a few minutes he allowed her to pull her head away and told her "It was the best he has had in years". She began to cry and yell at him for that, saying "she never had anyone cum in her mouth before. And that she was sick from the taste". He kept telling her "he was sorry and that he had no ideal she didn't do that kind of thing". He said "by the way you just throw herself onto my cock, I thought you wanted it all the way. Then he told her "he would make her another drink to wash the taste out of her mouth". Again he put another pill in her drink and she drank it down in a big hurry. Next he kept telling her "how sorry he was", saying " I really thought you wanted to do that to me and give me all that pleasure". So he started playing with her clit and sucking on her breasts, kissing up and down her neck to get her excited again. Once he could feel she was wet enough, he climbed ontop of her and started pushing his cock into her pussy. At first she complained about it being too big, But after 5 or so minutes it began to loosen up more And she started moaning very loudly. He was pumping away inside her when he notice she wasn't moaning any longer. He shook her a few times and called her name and even slapped her face a few times. Then he told his buddies "to come out of the closet" and he asked "If they got it all on video". They said "Yes" and they all laughed about it. Jeff continued to pound debra's pussy for 15 more minutes before cuming inside of her. Then he got up and told his friends "to have a shot at it cause she's out and she will never know". He went into the livingroom and made several phone calls and returned laughing to his friends. Telling them "The whole gang is coming over to join them". Then he made a comment saying "Tonight she the door knob and everyone will get a turn". About then one guy mounted her and started pumping her pussy hard. All the while this other guy is video taping everything, close ups and all. When he shot his cum into her, he took the cam from the other guy and started taping the third guy as he forced his cock into her mouth, while holding her mouth open. He began to push his cock into the back of her mouth and down into her throat. He went on for several minutes, until he started to feel it cumming. He told them "Catch this on the cam" as he held her mouth open as wide as he could. He pulled his cock away from her mouth enough for the cam to see it shooting back into her mouth. Jeff went into the bathroom and came back out with some KY-jelly. He said "Now we are going to lube up this tight Bitch's ass for some real fun". The video cam caught his finger as he inserted it into her ass. He rolled it around inside her ass for several minutes, then he said "Damn thats one tight ass". They picked her legs up and placed them under her with her ass sticking up in the air. Jeff straddled her from behind and started pushing his cock in the tight hole. As it broke through the tightness and he enter her virgin ass. In her passed out state, she moaned loudly and tried to pull forward. Jeff grabbed her hips and pulled her back towards himself. Wanting to be careful not to hurt himself with this tight hole. He sat there for about 5 minutes just letting her ass get used to it being in there. He couldn't take it any longer, his cock in her tight ass and feeling her ass pulsating around his cock. He began thrusting it hard and long into that once tight, once virgin ass hole. The more he thought about it the hornier he Became, until he couldn't hold back any longer. He would have sworn that it shot out her mouth when he came, it felt so good to him. Then as he exits out of her another one has to try to fuck her ass. With the video watching the in and out action of the cocks fucking that tight ass. The third guy was again up for his shot at her and he wanted to fuck her pussy. So he straddled her from behind and forced his cock into her dripping wet pussy. It must have tightened up from the two ass fuckings, cause he was in love with her pussy. He was driving it deep inside of her when he started to cum and said "I guess the cam won't catch this shooting way up in her". About that time some other friends came through the door and Jeff told them "They should pick numbers for their turns". All together 12 of his friends stoped by for the royal gang bang, 15 total. All of them took turns pumping their cocks into one hole or another. After everyone had at least one turn apiece, Jeff had an ideal. He wanted to see if we could video tape two and three guys doing her. So he rolled her onto her side and lifted her leg and shoved his cock into her pussy again. Another guy crawled up behind her and shoved his cock into her ass. And yet another one turned her head straight upwards and inserted his cock in her mouth. All the guys were cheering the three on while they were pumping all three holes with their cocks. The guy in her mouth let out a moan from nowhere as he let his load of cum fill her throat. And then the other two guys let loose their war cries as they both came at the same time. Others replaced those three and 3 more cocks replaced the ones before. This continued all night and 9am the next morning, there were guys still pumping her full of cum. Jeff decided it was too much fun to quit now, So he shoved two more pills down her throat and hoped she wouldn't wake up for another day. The 15 guys continued to take turns in her mouth, ass and pussy most of the day. But by 6 pm they were all getting tired and her holes were getting worn out. So jeff shoved a couple of more pills down her throat and told his friends he "Was going to take her somewhere and get rid of her after dark". So a few guys took all the energy they had to hit one of the holes one last time. About 8:30pm Jeff and two buddies carried her to his truck. He drove into the city, where he knew some people from the drugs he buys. As he pulled up to one corner, which was filled with about 30 Black guys. His dealer friend came over to his truck and could see the naked woman laying in the seat. He said "Damn Jeff what you doin with this girl". Jeff told him "I'm droping her off for you and your boys to have fun with". Jeff said "She is out cold and will be all night". He told them "let me pull around the corner to the alley and you can have her". Jeff says "By the way she likes it in every hole". His friend just smiled and said "oh shit". They pulled her out of the truck and were going crazy over a naked white woman. They started fighting over who was first and next. The last thing Jeff saw was them throwing her over a barrier, with a black cock going in her mouth and her pussy at the same time. These guys totally tore her wide open with some of the big cocks driving deep inside her. She awakened after several hours of cocks being pumped into her over that barrier. But she could do nothing to stop the gang of men who surrounding her waiting for their turn. At one point there was a guy in front of her trying to shove his cock into her mouth. It was too big to fit her mouth around, But he forced it in her mouth and he drove it hard into her throat. Her throat, ass and pussy felt like they were on fire from all the fuckings she's had. She tried to think, But couldn't remember how she got here into this situation. Then she remembered Jeff, "What had happened, Why wasn't he here to help her". Thoughts were running through her mind as fast as all the cocks running through her holes. "Why can't I remember, What did I do", The last thing I remember is Jeff making me swallow his cum. "What did I do after that". Meanwhile cock after cock is being pumped into her. Load after load of hot cum filling her up in every way. Then she feels the big one that was in her mouth just a short time ago. " oh my God he's not going to put that into my pussy. It will rip me into" Then with a thrust he shoved it into her and all she felt was pain. It felt like it was ripping her apart from the inside out. They were all talking and joking about her and how she has had all this cock inside every hole she has. Then her her mind is torn away from the talk to the realization that there is a monster cock ripping her in to. He continues to bang hard against her ass cheeks as he slams his monster cock inside her now flaming pussy. Then she feels it growing in her, knowing that any minute its going to release its powerful load into her hot bloody pussy. Then she feels it pulsating and the hot juices shooting deep into her tubes. All she is thinking about is " God its over now and It won't hurt any more". But she can still feel it pulsating and the hot juices still pumping inside of her. As he stops pumping her she knows he's done and is thanking God that its over. As he pulls it out of her pussy, he rubs it back and forth across her ass. About the time she was thinking " I hope he don't try to put that monster in my ass". She felt the pain like never before. He had ramed it hard into her ass and just started fucking her madly. With long hard thrusts he drives it as far as it will go and she feels like its going to come out her mouth at any monment. This big cock is tearing her in two halves and still cocks being shoved into her mouth and throat. She is about ready to pass out from the pain, when she feels the monster inside of her grow and start pulsing. Then she can feel the hot juices pumping deep in her anal cannal. " God" she thought " how many gallons of cum was pumped into me tonight" Then as the monster is pulled out of her, He gave her a shove and she topples over the Barrier she was bent over for so long. All the guys ran away as not to be seen. She got herself up and thought " I have no clothes, where are my clothes" As she looked around and can not find anything to cover herself up with she is left with a feeling of helplessness. She staggered out of the alleyway only to find a police car with two cops staring at her. As she started to say " Thank God your here, I was gang raped" The cops jumped out of their car and threw her down and handcuffed her. They placed her into the back of the car and get into the frontand start to drive off. She trys to explain what she could remember, But they weren't listening. They turned onto a dark alleyway and stopped the car, The cops get out and opened both the back doors . One cop sat down beside her and said " honey tell me what happened". as she tried to explain what she remembered, the one cop said " what they just forced themselves on you like this" Then he pulled out his cock and pushed her head down onto it and said "show me what they made you do". She was thinking " Here we go again". Then she felt the other cop spread her legs and. He flipped her onto her belly and pushed her legs underneath her. Then shoved his cock inside of her pussy . What could she do once again. Handcuffed and a cock in her pussy and her head down on another cops cock. He grabbed her head and started fucking her mouth violently, While the other cop was banging her pussy so hard. One cop came in her mouth and he told her to swallow it all and don't get any on his uniform. Just then she could feel the other shooting hot streams of cum into her pussy. They told her not to move while they switched places and started pounding away at her again. Afterwards they ask her "Where is she from" and she told them. They told her "That they would drive her home when they were finished". Then they pulled her out of the car partways, as one lay on his backacross the back seat. The other made her climb ontop of him, as she straddled him. The cop shoved his cock inside her pussy once again. Then other pushed her to double over ontop of the other, He started sucking her tits while he fucked her. Meanwhile the other is pushing his cock from behid into her ass. They fuck her several time, several different ways for about 2 hours. Then they climbed back into the front seat and started driving. Then one told the other to pull over he had to piss. He did pull over and afterwards climbed back into the back seat with her and pulled her head down upon his cock once again Saying "I want one more blow job before you go". After driving for sometime the car came to a stop, But the cop in the back with her wasn't done, So he grabbed both hands full of hair and really started slamming her mouth down hard on his cock again. He reminded her of how she should not get anything on his uniform and that she must swallow every drop. He blew his load and felt satisfied enough to let her go. They pulled her out of the car and took off the handcuffs and told her "To get out of their site before the take her to jail". She stood there looking all crazy eyed at the two cops. They began to scream at her "To go away from them", so she starts a slow run away from the two who should have helped her, Not take advantage of her. " Hell" she thought "I didn't see there name tags or badge numbers" and felt she had screwed up once again. So at this point she wasn't even sure where she is at or which way is home, So she keeps walking down the road the way she was heading, With her back to a car coming towards her, she waves her arms trying to get someone to stop and give her a ride home. The car slows and comes to a stop right in froont of her and she hears a voice sayin " need a ride Honey" She says "Yes thank you, But i don't have any clothes on and I feel uncomfortable and I don't know where I am at". The voice says " look lady its dark in the car and I will help you, And if you need a ride just jump in the back". Then without even looking She reaches over and opens the door and starts to climb in, when she realizes that there are 4 young guys in the car partying. With one leg in the car and bent over somewhat. She tries to pull herself back away from the car. But knowing she might be going through more of the same again. Her legs go weak and one guy grabs her arm and pulls her in the car saying "come on girl we just want to have alittle fun". and right away she is in another situation. He pulls his pants down and tells her to sit on it. She starts thinking about what she has already been through and the crying begins. So the guy pulls her over ontop of him and reaches around to get his cock into her. Once he has it in and starts fucking her, the other guy in the back pulls her head down to his cock and tells her "to suck it good".. The guy up front in the passengers seat turns and says " come on bitch, you can play it the easy way or the hard way, But either way we gonna get it from you baby" She opens her mouth and allows yet another cock to enter the mouth that never had cum in it before. the guy up front was feeling her tits as she was being fucked again and having a cock in her mouth. They guy with his cock in her mouth was getting real rammy and started pushing her head down onto his cock real hard and fast. While the one in her pussy was struggling to fuck her the way he wants to, because of the angle. He was really trying to shove it as deep as he could and like a juck hammer. Then she felt the hot juices explode in her mouth, And by now she had no feeling or taste buds left. So it was alot easier to swallow the nasty stuff. Then with a hard shove she felt the jack hammer explode in her pussy. As she was laying there half bent over with a cock still in her mouth. She could feel the car slowing down and turning. Then it came to a stop and she heard the one in front yell " Now its my turn" the doors popped open and she was thrown off the one guy onto her side. When the guy jumped into the car he flipped her onto her back. He climbed ontop of her and pushed his cock inside her and was fucking her hard in a matter of seconds. The other door was wide open and she knew there was a 4th guy waiting to do something. Then she felt the hardness of his cock against her lips and she opened her mouth without uttering one word. She laid there being pumped in her pussy, while sucking on a cock that was pumping her mouth. This went on for a few hours and they did fuck her up the ass several times. She begged them "to please take her to her house and promised them she would allow them to come gang bang her on another night if they would just help her get home". They agreed to drive her home thinking this woman is going to be their steady gang bang chicky. She had to suck two of them off one last time before she got home. When they pulled into her driveway, she was still sucking the second ones cock. so she had to finish him before they would let her go in. They wanted to come in and keep going and bang her all night, But she told them she was sore from the gang rapes. They agreed to come back soon and give her all she needs next time. As they drove off she walked into her kitchen and fell to the floor crying. Not knowing it was two days later and not the next day as she was thinking. She laid there crying on the floor thinking she was Home at last. Then she raised herself up and She headed up the steps and into her bedroom. Then she decided to take a long hot bath thinking it might help her forget about the ordeal. As she was laying in the hot water soaking. Her hand slid down across her pussy and she started feeling excited. She thought " What the hell is the matter with me". Then she was wishing she had let those boys come in. She never told anyone about that night, But over the next year she found out the whole story and put it in her Diary. She'll never be the same woman she was before that night.

Lightning Striking The sound of the lawn mower hummed in the background as Kelley opened the windows in the house. The hot summer air mixed with the sent of freshly cut grass. Smiling, Kelley watched as Cam drove the lawn mower around in a small circle, trying to get the last stubborn weed before moving onto the next section of the lawn. The wind had picked up and dust was rolling behind the mower. “We really need the rain.” Kelley said out loud as she looked to the southeast corner of the sky. The weather man had been predicting rain now for three days with not so much as a drop. The clouds were building in the sky and they had that look to them. “Thunder bumpers.” Kelley smiled. “Let’s get some good action around here. We haven’t had a good storm this whole season.” Cam rode the mower around the back yard looking for more weeds to cut. Nothing else was growing. The much needed rain looked like it was on the way. As he turned the corner and headed back the opposite direction, Cam saw a flash of lightning in the distance. “Sweet. We could use some rain and a nice storm to go with it.” Smiling to himself, Cam hoped the storm building would be a good one. He knew what would happen if it was. Cam thought back to the last big storm they had at the end of the last summer. His wife loved the thunder and the lightning. It made her nuts! Cam remembered the way she had come onto him, letting him know she needed to be made love to. She had kissed him passionately and he could feel her jump every time the thunder rolled through the air. She had told him how much the thunder and the lightning turned her on, and boy did it ever! The way she had dug her nails into his back and the way she arched her back every time he would touch her anywhere. And when he finally touched her where she needed to be touched, she was already soaking wet and his fingers had slid in so easily. “AAggghhh….” Cam turned the wheel of the lawn mower just in time to keep from hitting a tree. He had lost track of where he was and now he had mowed a winding trail through the backyard and almost ran into the biggest tree in their yard. Turning his head towards the house, Cam could see Kelley laughing at him as he tried to make it look like he knew what he was doing. Waving his hand at her, he smiled sheepishly and pointed to the dark clouds rolling in from the southeast. Kelley smiled and gave him a ‘thumbs-up’ sign. Another flash of lightning flickered in the dark clouds and the wind picked up. “Guess I should call it good for now. Don’t want to get rained on out here.” Cam finished the last of the small section he had been working on and drove the mower back to the shed out back. Cam was just finishing putting the mower back when the rain let go. Rain pelted the roof of the shed and splashed on the window pains, soaking the glass in a matter of seconds. Stepping outside, Cam let the rain spread over him, washing away the dust and grass from the last few hours. Running his fingers through his hair he stepped closer to the shed as another bolt of lightning shot through the rain. Looking across the lawn, Cam saw Kelley walking through the rain, making her way out to the shed. The rain soaked her clothes in seconds. Her hair was hanging in wet strands and the white shirt she was wearing clung to her body like a second skin. Cam couldn’t help but stare as she made her way towards him. Kelley could feel the electricity flowing through her body, heating her from within. With every flash of lightning, with every clap of thunder, Kelley could feel herself coming closer to the edge. She wanted, no needed to have sex. She couldn’t explain why storms always had this sort of effect on her, all she knew was that when she heard thunder and saw lightning striking, she needed to be fucked. Cam could see the desire in Kelley’s eyes as she stepped up in front of him. He could see right through her wet shirt and he was delighted to find the she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples were hard and they pushed though the soaked cotton of her shirt, aching to be touched. Water dripped from Kelley’s hair, running into her eyes and down her face, over her full lips. Kelley looked Cam in the eyes and let out a deep moan. “You know what I want, so give it to me.” Pressing herself against Cam, Kelley reached down and grabbed his already hardening member. “Come on, baby, I need it, and you know you want it, too.” Cam groaned and kissed Kelley hard on the mouth. His hands went up to cup her breasts as she undid his jeans. Quickly Kelley dropped to her knees in a pool of rain water as she pulled Cam’s jeans and boxers down to his ankles. Taking his penis in her mouth, she sucked long and hard as Cam fought to keep from coming in her mouth. Using her hands, Kelley pumped Cam’s hard dick as she licked and sucked hard and fast. Moaning as she sucked, Kelley sent vibrations through Cam’s penis making him groan even deeper. Lightning lit up the sky and a loud clap of thunder rolled as Cam pulled Kelley to her feet. Lifting her arms over her head, he ripped her wet shirt off of her body and threw it to the ground. Turning her away from him, Cam pulled Kelley back until she had her back pressed hard against his chest. His hands came up to squeeze her breasts. Rolling her nipples between his fingers, Cam pulled lightly on her breasts, making her moan out loud. The rain ran down her body as he squeezed and played with her boobs. Removing one hand from it’s grip on Kelley’s breast, Cam slid his hand down her body and quickly undid her jean shorts. Kelley moaned and arched her back in reaction to Cam’s hands. Thunder rumbled overhead as Cam slid Kelley’s shorts down her waist. Quickly kicking off his own jeans, Cam trailed kisses down Kelley’s back as he bent down to pull her shorts off from around her feet. Standing back up, Cam resumed his work on Kelley’s tits, rolling them back and forth, pressing them hard against her body. Quickly Cam spun Kelley around and pinned her against the shed. “Oh, God, yes…” Kelley moaned as a brilliant flash of lightning lit up the dark sky. Leaning down, Cam took one of her nipples into his mouth. Sucking hard and flicking her already taunt nipple with the tip of his tongue, Cam bit lightly, making Kelley moan with pleasure. Moving down her body, Cam kissed and sucked along the lines of Kelley’s stomach as he continued fondling her tits. When he reached her thighs, she spread her legs slightly and looked at Cam with hunger in her eyes. Cam used his middle finger to move Kelley’s thong underwear out of the way to reveal her already wet pussy. “Somebody’s wet, and I don’t mean from the rain.” Cam smiled as he reached his tongue out and touched the tip to her clit. “Yes!” Kelley bucked towards Cam’s face wanting more. “You like that, don’t you, baby?” Cam leaned in and licked a slow trail up Kelley’s clit, making her shudder. “You want some more?” Cam teased. Kelley moaned and thrust her pussy in his face, answering him with her body. “I’ll give it to you baby, the way I know you like it.” Cam wrapped his arms around her bottom and pulled her pussy to his face, burying his tongue deep inside Kelley’s box, sucking hard on her clit. “Mumm…” Cam moaned into Kelley’s pussy as he used his tongue to dart in and out of her clit. “Mumm…yeah..” Kelley thrust against Cam’s mouth with every flick of his tongue. “Mumm.. You really like that, don’t you, baby? You want more? You want it?” Cam drove his tongue in as far as he could. “Yes!” Kelley grabbed the back of Cam’s head and tried to pull him even farther inside her pussy. “Yes, baby, give it to me! Eat me!” Cam slid one finger inside her dripping wet snatch, making Kelley buck. While he pumped his finger in and out, he licked her clit. Pumping faster and faster, he sucked harder. Cam stood up and lifted one of Kelley’s legs and held it in place as he took his penis in his other hand. “How much do you want it, baby?” Cam asked her as he slid the head of his cock over her clit. “You want it bad?” Cam slapped his dick over her pussy several times, making a wet smacking sound. “You want me to fuck you good?” “Yes, baby, you know I want it stuffed hard inside me.” Kelley sighed as another clap of thunder made her jump. “You want it hard and fast?” Cam slid the head of his cock over her wet pussy, making sure to dip the tip of it slightly inside her waiting box. Just enough for her to feel it. “Yeah, I’ll pound you hard. I’ll fuck you good, baby!” Cam slapped his dick against her pussy hard. “I’ll fuck you real good!” Cam dipped his cock inside her pussy and pulled it back out to smack it against her hot pussy again. “Yes, oh yes…” Kelley moaned as she felt Cam’s cock push in just a little and then smack against her again. She loved it when he did that. He could do that for hours and keep her hot and wet. “You want your pussy fucked? You want my big cock stuffed inside you wet dripping pussy?” Cam rubbed his cock over her pussy again and again, bringing Kelley close to the edge. Finally, Cam shoved his cock inside Kelley’s wet pussy hard, making her shudder. Pumping her hard and fast, Cam reached down with his free hand and played with her clit, making Kelley scream. “Yes, oh God, yes!” Mumm…” Kelley matched Cam’s body thrust for thrust. Lifting Kelley off the ground, Cam pressed her back against the shed for support. Kelley wrapped her legs around Cam’s waist and bucked against his thrusts. “Yeah! Fuck me hard!” Leaning down, Cam took one of her tits into his mouth and sucked hard. Pumping in and out faster and harder, he thrust her again and again against the shed. Thunder rolled overhead and Kelley bobbed up and down on Cam cock, tits shaking in his face. “Yeah, yeah, yeah…give it to me! Harder! Fuck me!” Cam let Kelley slide to the ground and slide his cock out. Bending her over, Cam placed her hands on the shed for support and thrust inside her pussy once more. Pounding her wet pussy hard and fast, Cam reached around and grabbed her giggling tits. Squeezing them and pinching her nipples, he played with her boobs as he pumped her from behind. “You like that, don’t you?” “Umm, yeah… play with my clit. Make me come, baby.” Kelley thrust back against Cam’s cock, ramming it in as far as she could get it. “You want it harder? You want your clit rubbed?” Cam let go of one of her tits and began rubbing her clit softly. “You’re so wet and hot, I love fucking your pussy.” Cam stopped and slide his cock out and smacked it against Kelley’s ass before thrusting it back inside her pussy. “You’ve got the tightest pussy, so good and wet. I need to taste you again.” Cam pulled out and turned Kelley around to face him. He sucked on her nipples and then got down on his knees and thrust his tongue inside her clit once more. “Mumm.. you taste to good. I love your pussy.” Cam licked her clit up and down over and over. He sucked hard for a few minutes and then stood up. “I’m going to fuck your brains out. Get on all fours.” Kelley smiled. She loved it when he talked dirty to her. She got down on her hands and knees and waggled her ass at him. “Oh yeah, I’m going to pound you so hard, you’ll beg me for more.” Cam got down on his knees in the grass and thrust his hard cock inside her dripping wet pussy. Lightning lit up the sky as he pounded her harder and faster. “That’s it, baby. You want it, you need to be fucked hard, don’t you?” Cam slammed his cock in and out of Kelley’s pussy, making her buck hard against him. “Yeah, oh yeah, I’ll give it to you. I’ll make you come so hard.” Kelley moaned. “Yeah, yeah, yeah…harder, oh fuck me harder, baby! Give it to me! Make me come!” “Yes, I’ll make you come hard, harder than you’ve ever come before!” Cam rammed his dick harder and faster, trying to fill her with every thrust. The sound of his cock slurping in and out of Kelley’s wet pussy was sending him over the edge. He was going to come soon. “Take it, baby, take it all! You’re so wet and tight! Such a good fucking pussy! I’m going to fuck you so hard!” Cam rubbed her clit hard as she reached back and fingered herself, helping him bring her to the brink. “Yeah, yeah, oh yes…I’m going to come! Fuck me, fuck me fuck me!” Kelley rubbed her clit harder as Cam slide a finger against her pussy lips. He thrust one last time and he came inside her, filling her pussy with his cum. “YES!, Oh YES!” “YEAH! Oh yes! Fuck……me…..good….yeah….oh…..fuck…..me…..HARD!” Kelley screamed as she came. Coming down from the high, Cam rubbed Kelley’s clit for a while and slide out to lay on the wet grass. The rain was letting up and the sun was coming out again. Laying there, Cam couldn’t wait for the next thunder storm.

It starts on a Monday Morning. "WAKE THE SHIT UP, YOU PEICE OF SHIT." her mother yelled, slapping her across the face. Tailor ignored it. Thinking her mother was laid. After school Tailor came home, layed on her bed and decided to start a diary. _______________________________________________________________________________ April 6th, 2005 1st Entry Tailor Last night, I had this really weird dream. I usualy do have nightmares, but this one... I could feel, it was so romantic. It was around the same theme as before. SEX! I was laying on my bed, this guy named Angel layed beside me, all of a sudden there was an attack, I was taken, stripped. The Lord of the Rings evil dude, stood before me. My pussy was right at his face, ready to kill it. I yelled for help, no one answered. Sauron touched my clit and it started to burn like it never did before. I felt the pain, well I think I did. Anyway, I stoped screaming. He laughed, proud of himself. To start with, I am fan of Lord of the Rings, I am actually writing the first book. I've already written 30 pages. _______________________________________________________________________________ "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" yelled my Mom. I quickly hid my diary, I didn't want of all people my mom to see my fantasies. "Nothing." I quickly looked down and covered my face before she hit me, really hard. "Your fucking boyfriend's on the fuckin phone bitch, get it before I fucking kill him." she spit at me and whipped me the phone. "Angel?" I cried, my face hurt so much, I couldn't feel it. "Tailor, what's wrong?" He asked "My face, mom hit it again." "Are we still doing that sex party?" "Yes..." I TOTALLY FORGOT. "Shit" I thought to my self. "Okay, well cya there." "Bye!" I said. "What am I going to wear..." I've never had actual intercorse, but everything else I have with every boy in town. Not trying to brag, but... I have. Even some girls. "Mom, I'm gone shopping." I yelled, running out the door. "GOOD, GET OUT AND STAY OUT SLUT! ______________________________________________________________________________ ~AT THE SEX PARTY~ I came in wearing a so-slutty outfit, I could of nearly died with all the stares I got, luckily they were good stares, like, "Holy Shit, I wanna fuck that girl untill she dies." look. It's a great feeling. I got to my boyfriend who grabbed me, took off my clothes and started licking my pussy. _______________________________________________________________________________ I know that was such a short, and really boring story, but it's my first and I got bored with it too. Please give me so great ideas. Thanks

White Slave Auction - Dianne Trophy wife Dianne sells herself into sex slavery after her husband is imprisoned for fraud leaving her destitute "Your details have already been distributed in tonight's catalogue, along with your photograph, the majority of folks in the room are men, but although it's rare, we have two women bidding this evening. There are six women on the auction list tonight, somewhat less than normal, so proceedings will not last long. You Dianne, are the last on the auction block. In a little while, the women being auctioned will be taken into an adjoining room, where they will prepare firstly for their display, which will last an hour and then for the auction itself. As expected, there were several men in immaculate, white flowing robes and headwear, clearly the Arabian oil merchants A flamboyant American in cowboy boots and western clothing chewed on a fat cigar, laughing loudly at his own humor. Most of the remainder could have been business people from anywhere in the world. Smart business suits were the order of the day. A few who had clearly met before were engaged in animated conversation, while others quietly stood alone, inspecting their catalogues and then trying to match de***********ions with the women in the room. the blonde returned to take Dianne away, she stood quietly determined to keep her innermost turmoil hidden. In the preparation room, the six women to be auctioned were each pampered by two assistants. Their makeup was expertly applied, their hair was teased and brushed into place and with five minutes to go before the inspection hour, the auctioneer entered the room. Brightly polished brass poles lined the display room, each with a loop at the top. escorted to the stage by one of their assistants, the assistant clamped padded handcuffs on their wrists and attached the cuffs to the ring atop each brass pole pulling their arms up to their full extent. Then walking behind the pole the handler pulled a hooked bar up between her legs, spreading her buttocks and placing the end of the hook at her asshole. “Relax and let this in!” as he pressed it into her anus. Dianne felt the end of the hook slide into her and the attendant pushed it up so that she was sitting on the asshook completing the display. Then a blindfold was put over her eyes so that she was left hanging in darkness. "Your inspection time begins shortly and will cease when the auction begins." The bidder gently pressed a finger to her lips, Dianne opened up and sucked gently, anticipating the next move correctly when the bidder teased her labia apart. moved her moistened finger over her clit, noting with satisfaction a slight shudder. She then squeezed first one and then the other nipple increasing pressure until Dianne whimpered in pain. "My, my, you're a tall one," she observed in a plummy English accent. "Yes Ma'am." The woman, who barely reached the height of Dianne's shoulders, squatted to run her hands gently along Dianne's calves, pausing at that sensitive spot behind the knees. she continued her upward exploration of Dianne's thighs, running her hands along the inside until her fingers brushed very gently against Dianne's pussy lips, touching her clit suggestively and then stroking down to her inner thighs again, until Dianne was unable to stop her response and started pulsing her hips to meet the woman's teasing hand. By the time her hands had hefted Dianne's breasts and pinched her nipples, she was quivering in anticipation. Manicured fingers stroked the sides of her face, pausing at the edge of her perfect lips. She was unable to prevent herself from running her tongue across the corners of her mouth where those fingers had rested moments before. The inspection, unpleasant though it was at times, passed quickly, bringing the auctioneer back to the stage to instruct the assistants to release the slaves and take them back to the waiting room. "Lot One," he called. The house lights remained dim, the first slave was escorted to the stage by her assistant. "The reserve price for Number One is $15,000. We all know she's worth far more than that. Do I hear twenty?" In the uneasy silence that followed, the auctioneer addressed the slave directly. "Perhaps these good folk don't fully appreciate what they're getting here. She's totally uninhibited too”, droned the auctioneer, urging her to spread her pussy lips open and insert a couple of fingers. "Fifteen" came the call from the back of the room. The dam burst and bidding rapidly ran through twenty, but stalling at twenty six, offered by one of the Arabian oil sheiks. Numbers two and three drew spirited bidding as the crowd quickly realized that their chances of success with only six slaves on offer were limited, but when bidding started on Number Four interest surged. Number Four was pretty in a girl-next-door way, without being spectacular. The bid came immediately from another of the oil magnates, who then became locked in a fierce bidding war with the guy in the cowboy outfit. By the time they stopped, the oilman had picked up his prize for $130,000 Dianne's turn came. All the signs were in her favor. She was the last slave on offer and had attracted considerable interest during the inspection. The auctioneer asked her to pirouette for the crowd. Drawing herself up to her full height, she raised her arms above her head and crossed her wrists, twirling quickly. "Seventy five!" from a distinctly European male voice. It drew a surprised gasp from several guests. There were no other bids and the successful bidder strode up to the stage to exchanged details with the finance director to transfer the funds to both the auctioneer and to Dianne's accounts. Within minutes, Dianne found herself covered head to toe in a hooded coverall and shepherded into a luxury limo, beside a man who introduced himself as Helmut. As they travelled, he informed her that he was the procurer for a syndicate of brothel/escort services in major cities around the world, that he attended slave auctions looking for likely prospects to add to their stable of call girl/whores. “I have the writeup from the auction house but please tell me in your own words about your sexual history.” So in the next half hour Dianna told him about herself, from first hand and blow jobs in high school to partying in college and a sugar daddy ho supported her when she flunked out, to being a trophy wife at 20 to a wealthy hedge fund millionaire. How her husband had on occasionally lent her to business partners but her life had come crashing down when he had been convicted of securities fraud she had been left nearly destitute. “How did you feel about your husband lending you out?” She hadn’t liked it for the most part because the men were only interested In their own pleasure though a couple of times had been enjoyable, especially one time with a very muscular and endowed football player, who had made sure that she enjoyed their bedroom romps as much as he did. The encounter had left her sore and exhausted but well satisfied. “Have you had sex with women or with multiple partners at the same time?” Yes, to both and she had sometimes enjoyed it. “Why had she decided to sell herself as a sex slave?” Her only talents and skills were in the bedroom so she decided that being a sex slave was her best chance of avoiding having to go out on the streets as a whore. “Part of my role as a procurer is to evaluate the new prospects, so let’s get out of that coverall and get over my lap.” In seconds Dianne had shed the coverall and was stretched, naked over Helmut’s lap. He first rubbed his hand over her buttocks then pushed her legs apart so he could fondle her pussy. It was mortifying, but she found herself becoming wet. Then he smacked her bare ass. Hard! “Ouch!” Bracing herself on the floor of the car against the plush carpet as he felt his way around, wetting his fingers. She closed her eyes, as a rush of tingles hit; the pleasure was intense, She nearly moaned as a finger brushed against her clit; the little nub like a hard pearl, which he manipulated by massaging it over and over. “Oh…my…gosh!” Smack. “Ouch!” She squirmed over him, feeling his cock, fully engorged. The more she moved and fidgeted, the harder he seemed to get. It was distracting knowing that if he chose to, he could have her, because she didn’t want to stop him. Smack! “Ouf! Smack! “Ooohhh…” Smack! A finger drove into her opening, which was saturated by her arousal. He wiggled and moved within her, massaging something wildly pleasurable. She would orgasm shortly, because an incredibly sensitive spot was being stimulated. “Oh! Oh, Sir!” Smack! “Ouch!” she gasped, trying to catch her breath. She was nearly there, the tingling edges threatened. “Oh! More! Fuck me harder! Omigod!” Instead of smacking her, he added a second finger, driving into her pussy with sharp, deep thrusts that brought her straight to the brink. She shuddered, as stars exploded behind her eyelids. “Oh, my God! Oh…oooohhhh…God…” Her hair was a mess and her mascara was halfway down her face. He slid free, leaving her dripping with her own juices to sit on the floor, staring at him, not quite believing what had just happened. What was it about this guy that turned her on so badly? He unzipped his pants, exposing silk boxers. An angry looking cock sprang out from the slit, throbbing and riddled with veins. He didn’t say anything, She I grabbed him, feeling the heat of his arousal and closed her lips over the cleaved and rounded end, sucking forcefully. He smelled like soap and musk, a heady and intoxicating combination. Nibbling around the edges, she licked down the shaft to the balls, were hidden in his boxers. He shifted, allowing greater access, and she pulled them out sucking one into her mouth, while massaging his cock. He was wet and glistening, she laved him, working one and then the other then licked her way up, eating him again, making him moan. “That’s it…yeah…that’s so nice…” Getting to her knees, a better position to take more of him, letting him slide to the back of her throat. “I’m getting really close.” She gagged repeatedly, tears filling her eyes as she worked the entire length, bringing him to her tonsils. He grabbed himself suddenly, masturbating. I waited for him to explode, running my tongue across the taut skin of the head. “Oh, holy…Jesus…” He was about to make a mess of himself, so she wrapped her lips around him, while he jetted into her mouth. “Oh, yeah, ooohhh…” She swallowed every last drop, then scanning the limo for the mini bar, which held several bottles of booze and a bottle of champagne. she poured the bubbly fluid into the glass and drank it down, washing away the slightly bitter aftertaste of his sperm. **** Arriving at the hotel's Royal Suite on the top floor of the hotel am entrance lobby, flanked by a fully stocked bar, led to a formal lounge area and dining room, which in turn led to a huge bedroom. It featured mirrored wardrobes along one wall, a floor to ceiling window opposite and behind the bed was an elevated platform encased to the ceiling by clear glass. Within the enclosure was a giant clawfoot bathtub and a shower wall. Discreetly placed in the space next to the bathtub was an ornate toilet and bidet combination. This was hardly the introduction Dianne expected into slavery, "Strip!" This was the moment she dreaded most. Slowly and sensuously, she slid coverup from her shoulders and allowed it to drift to the floor. leaving her clad nothing but a pair of sandals. “Turn around and bend over the chair,” Before she had time to consider the implications, Helmut's hand connected with her bare rump with sufficient force to bury Dianne's head into the seat. She wailed in pain and tried to stand. Eight more blows were administered. Dianne sobbing uncontrollably from the pain of the final blows. "You will stand up now, Slave." Dianne pushed herself into a standing position, facing Helmut. "If you think that causing you pain gave me pleasure, you would be gravely mistaken. It has to be clear to you that we are not boyfriend/girlfriend, but you have agreed to be my slave. "Now undress me." She immediately spun around and began to unbutton Helmut's shirt, expressing no surprise at all when he closed in on her personal space and placed his hands behind her neck, drawing her into a soft, sensuous kiss while she continued her task. Helmut was slightly taller and heavier than her he was still able to lean over her. Gently removing his arms, she slid the shirt from his body to expose his muscled upper torso. Clearly this man kept himself in good shape. The belt was next, the zipper was lowered and in moments, Helmut's slacks hit the floor. Turning to sit on the bed, he held up his feet to allow her to remove his shoes, which she did by kneeling directly in front of him, her face close enough to his groin to allow him to feel her hot breath. His erection was close enough for her to kiss, but she waited for his instructions. His next move was an anticlimax. Placing his hands around her neck, he gently lifted her to a standing position and then rolled with her onto the bed. Helmut's demeanor had changed completely, gently placing feathery kisses on her forehead, neck, shoulders, and ears and working down to suckle softly on a prominent nipple. Supporting his weight on his elbows, he increased the pressure of his sucking, groaning with satisfaction as he felt her start to respond. Now shifting to his hands and knees, his mouth worked its way down her body, but pausing periodically to return to her face and share a kiss with increasing passion, their tongues intertwining before he moved down again to lick her inner thighs but avoiding her core. she found herself responding with increasing passion as he relentlessly continued his exploration of her body. When his fingers spread her labia she unhesitatingly opened for him, spreading her legs in invitation. Rolling over her, he pressed his raging erection to her pussy lips and started to ease forward. "Yes," she whispered. "Please take me now, Sir." Murmuring an unintelligible response, he ignored her and held himself perfectly still, his penis just penetrating her sopping vagina. Desperate to feel him, she tried flexing her hips to draw him in, but he simply moved with her, increasing her frustration. "Do it Sir. Do it now. Please! I cannot wait any longer. I need to please you now." With no further warning, Helmut let his weight drop onto her, driving his full length into her in one hard stroke. Her response was immediate. Her legs curled over his hips and her ankles crossed, opening herself up obscenely while preventing him from withdrawing more than a little at a time. They found their rhythm and kissed passionately while he continued to plumb her depths. His hands encircled her breasts, easing off until just the nipples remained between his finger and thumb, gently pinching, and squeezing. Helmut ploughed her most intimate depths who devoured her mouth with his own. Their tempo increased until with a tiny cry, Dianne felt her orgasm overwhelm her. Her arms tightened around her lover's chest, her legs drew his body in and her whole body shuddered until Helmut, too, erupted inside her. Slowly they came down from their high, each lost in their own thoughts. "That was beautiful," he murmured into her ear. "You were beautiful. You were the best!" "mmmm, How soon can my Sir do this again?" "Be careful what you wish for, Liebchen. I have taken a little blue pill this evening." "That's good, because I can't wait for you to take me again. This time you will last much longer." "We will see Little One. We will see." Pushing her head down his torso, he brought his cock to her lips and told her to clean it to bring it back to full hardness. Without hesitation, she engulfed him in her mouth, forcing him beyond the constriction and into her throat, coming up again only when her system was desperate for air. For hours they played, exploring each other's bodies tasting, kissing, fondling until finally, completely exhausted, they slept, wrapped in each other's arms. His erection was pressed into her behind and seemed to still be wet with the combined fluids of their extravagant lovemaking during the night. "You will clean me with your mouth." "Sir?" "You will clean me with your mouth. I will not repeat myself again." Now fully awake, Dianne realized that she must comply with his command and slowly turned to face him, sliding down his body until her lips reached his rampant member. She tentatively licked the tip, her senses assaulted by the pungent aroma of their stale, mixed juices. Bravely she opened her lips and accepted him, using her tongue to clean off the residue. Helmut's hips started thrusting, his excitement rising with her attention. Placing one hand behind her head, he pulled her down sharply, burying his member deep in her throat and holding her there until she began to struggle for breath. He backed off momentarily and after allowing her a couple of deep breaths, thrust himself back into her throat, repeating the treatment until the moment of his orgasmic explosion. Sperm flowed into her mouth faster than she could swallow and she choked against him as he held her head firmly against his groin. "Today we will shower, take breakfast and rest until it is time to go out. You have a ***********ion of dresses to choose from in your wardrobe. We will be attending a formal dinner with many important guests and will not return here until midnight. I expect you to be fully rested to enjoy yourself at dinner. We will dance. We will make love when we return and we will probably not wake until lunch time on Sunday." "Thank you, Sir," she spluttered, rising from the bed, and making her way to the shower. After watching her delicious naked body enjoying the warm spray, he decided to join her, kissing her deeply while spreading shower gel over her voluptuous body. He gently caressed her breasts, and moved down to her pussy, opening her up and cleansing her thoroughly with his fingers. Turning her around, he then started to finger her anus, something she was not accustomed to. Steve was no fan of anal sex and she tensed at the intrusion. Without comment, Helmut worked a finger into her hole and once she relaxed a little, worked in a second. In response, Dianne reciprocated his actions, spreading shower gel over his entire body and paying particular attention to his cock and balls and tentatively testing his anus with an index finger. Their ablutions complete, Dianne skipped out of the shower and quickly ***********ed one of the fluffy white towels from a rack, turning to her Master and gently patting him dry. His erection returned under her ministrations, so she dropped to her knees and took him back in her mouth, sucking him briskly to completion. "Danke," he groaned, leaving her to dry herself and follow him back to bed. With a towel wrapped around her she was surprised to find a naked Helmut sitting on the edge of the bed, watching her approach without making eye contact. "We will go down for breakfast in a moment, but first I need to thank you. You have made me very happy and I have come more times in the last twenty four hours than I have in the past year. I will want you again, many times." "You have surprised me too, Sir. I am sorry that you found it necessary to punish me yesterday, but in a way, I needed the punishment to remind me of my place and my promise to you. I may have expected you to be rough with me, but you have treated me with tenderness, love, gentleness and compassion. I too have climaxed more often than I thought possible, yet still I look forward to the next time. We will enjoy each other tonight and tomorrow and I expect you to come again, many, many times." They came together, Dianne's towel forgotten, and kissed each other deeply. Thinking it was expected of her, Dianne started to shed her clothes as they entered the suite, but he stopped her when she was reduced to panties and bra, reminding her that they had a long evening ahead. He stripped to his underwear and joined her on the bed, where the two of them quickly succumbed to a restful afternoon sleep. Awakening late in the afternoon, Helmut slipped his hand into Dianne's panties, gently fingering her labia until she stirred into consciousness. How could she be enjoying such treatment at the hands of a complete stranger when her husband would be suffering the agony of not knowing how she was handling her slavery? Forcibly she pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind, concentrating her attention to the wonderful feelings in her pussy. She reached back to unsnap her bra, arching her back to present her breasts to his mouth. He hungrily feasted on her nipples, sucking and gently biting, then capturing her mouth with his, their tongues exploring each other. He rose to remove her panties, allowing him to lavish his attentions on her pussy. He licked and sucked, using his fingers to penetrate her while his tongue sought her clit with his lips. He felt his erection rising and strengthening even before her fingers touched him there. His fingers spread her pussy open for his closer inspection, allowing his tongue free access. With two fingers from each hand he gently spread her open further, drawing a groan. Working deeper and deeper he noted here response was becoming increasingly excited. Her hips thrust to meet his intrusion. He lifted her up to a squatting position and with one hand caressed her anal opening while his other hand pressed forward, now with four fingers fully inserted, stretching her pussy wider than she thought possible. "Am I hurting you?" "A little, but please don't stop." The hand that had caressed her anus went to her mouth, two fingers pressing in firmly. She gagged, coating his fingers in mucous, providing the lubrication he needed to penetrate her anal passage. She clung to his neck, unable to balance on her own, reveling in the fullness of his fingers. Stooping slightly, he captured her nipple between his teeth and bit firmly. As she squealed he felt her pussy and arse contracting on his fingers. Dropping to his side, Helmut released her and forced here onto her back, lined up his erection and drove into her with purpose. "Yes," she cried as his member split her open. Her open mouth invited him to kiss her deeply, never changing his rhythmic thrusting, until Dianne erupted in orgasm. He paused, giving her time to compose herself. Gasping for air, eyes closed tightly and with her hips still elevated to keep him fully seated within her, she waited for him to resume for his own climax. He brought his hands around her arse and spread her open, but made no effort to resume thrusting, instead pulling her down hard so that their bodies were almost welded together. "It is time for us to dress for dinner." "But Sir, you haven't cum yet." "Are you happy?" "Very happy, Sir. Your loving is making me feel very, very special." Together they ascended the steps to the shower, each cleansing the other in almost a ritual manner. Reluctantly they dried off and dressed, Dianne ***********ing a stunning off the shoulder burgundy gown. "Leave your panties behind," he joked. She turned to him with a wicked smile and with flair, drew her panties down her legs and tossed them onto the bed. "Your wish is my command," she joked back at him. "And when we come back afterwards, I owe you a good cum." The dinner was a grand affair, held in the grand ballroom of a nearby hotel. Helmut had arranged a limo and was greeted by name by a uniformed doorman. A formal escort in a flowing gown led the couple into the ballroom, seating them at a table at the head of the room on a slightly elevated stage. Helmut quickly made the introductions, introducing Dianne as his "companion" for the evening. Several of the names were familiar to Dianne. High profile industrialists and politicians mainly from European countries, were assembled at Helmut's table and it was clear that he not only knew all the guests there, but that he was regarded with great respect. Between courses, Dianne drew his hand into her lap. He was surprised to find that she had drawn her gown right up to her hips and his fingers quickly homed in on her exposed vulva, gently massaging her outer lips. Leaning forward onto the table, she bit her bottom lip to prevent a moan from escaping and desperately tried to keep still despite her urge to pump her hips in time with his pressing hand. Piece by piece their clothing was scattered around the room. Helmut kneaded her breasts, pinching the nipples until she squirmed in discomfort, but at the same time, massaging his penis to erection. They tumbled onto the large bed, his knees forcing her legs apart. Her hand, still grasping his now fully erect penis, guided him into her weeping vagina and raised her hips in anticipation to draw him in deeper. He groaned as he bottomed out, plunging repeatedly into her. Their lovemaking was missionary, gentle yet violent at the same time, their tongues dueling wetly as their mating continued until finally, completely exhausted again, they both reached orgasm and then slept, still joined together and too weary to attempt to separate. On Sunday morning it was close to midday when Dianne awoke, alone in the huge bed, sunlight streaming through the window. Slowly opening her eyes, she finally came to focus on Helmut, sitting in an overstuffed seat near the window, just gazing longingly at the tall, naked beauty as she awoke. "I must brush my teeth," she murmured as she slowly and gracefully moved from the bed to the to the washbasin within the glass enclosure. He watched her closely while she sat on the toilet, now completely at ease, emerging a few minutes later and going directly to her Master, leaning over him to plant a gentle, loving kiss on his forehead. "Place your hands on the wall and lean forward. Now spread your legs wider. Good. Hold that position." Bent at the waist, her breasts hung down and her hair covered her face while she looked down at the floor, wondering what was in store. He gently kneaded her temples while standing beside her. She closed her eyes and focused on the sensations of his fingers as they flicked across her forehead, her eyes and nose and began to press at the corners of her mouth, gently easing their way inside, massaging her teeth and gums. Her tongue swiped across his busy fingers, disappointed when his hands moved from her mouth to her neck and shoulders, rubbing, pinching gently and steadily moving farther down. He moved from her side to a position directly behind her, taking care to avoid any body contact so all she felt was his hands, stroking, patting, pushing, working, teasing across her shoulders and then down her arms. As he leaned forward to reach her wrists, he planted soft kisses on her spine, still taking care to avoid body contact. Dianne was squirming under his ministrations. She could feel her vulva becoming moist but dared not move from her position without his specific permission. His hands reached under her breasts, squeezing gently at first and then increasing the pressure to the point of discomfort and allowing his fingers to slide downward until he held each nipple between thumb and finger, pinching with steadily increasing pressure until she cried out, but doggedly holding her position. She needed to please him this way. Releasing her nipples, he returned to play with her whole breast again, working them over until once again punishing the nipples. Over and over he repeated his teasing of her breasts, drawing murmurs of pleasure alternating with squeals of pain. Her fluid was now literally dripping from her and running down the insides of her thighs. Leaving her breasts he moved down to her waist, toying with her belly button and swiping a hand quickly but deliberately over her steaming sex. "You are very wet, my dear." "It's all your fault, Sir," she giggled. "You do this to me." "Stand up!" With some effort, she straightened up and turned her back to the wall to face him. "You have never looked more beautiful. Lie on the bed." She moved to the bed, sat, and rolled suggestively onto her back. "No, Liebchen. Face down." She rolled over, burying her head between two pillows. "I will spend today learning every detail of your beautiful body. I will have you again. Many times." "I am yours to please you as you command until midnight." "I will have you again. Many times." He repeated. "As often as you want until midnight, my sweet Master." "You don't understand. I will have you again. "But Sir, the auction contract finishes at midnight tonight. It ends there." With that he sat across her thighs and reaching forward, resumed his earlier exploration of her shoulders and upper back, running his hands from her neck, down her arms and across again, brushing the sides of her breasts. "Turn over." He raised himself from her legs to allow her to comply. Kicking her legs apart, he buried himself in her in one brutal thrust, simultaneously covering her mouth with his, his tongue searching hers. Tiring quickly after their earlier coupling, their lovemaking slowed from its violent beginning to a gentle exploration of each other's sex. Seeking variety, Helmut withdrew from Dianne and rolled her over into a kneeling position, then driving himself back into her sopping pussy and building up a slow and steady rhythm. There was no rush this time. His hands sought her breasts again, kneading the soft and pliable flesh and pinching repeatedly on the erect nipples. She fell into sync with his movements, murmuring her pleasure. She cried out when he withdrew but held her kneeling position while he turned and slid beneath her to clamp his mouth over her wet pussy. His tongue swiped across her anus, perineum and vagina, then sucked in the nub of her clit until she could take no more. "Please, Sir," she pleaded. "What do you want Little One." "I need you back inside me. I've climaxed so many times that my tummy hurts. My pussy is sore too, but I need you to finish me. Now." Pushing his head away from her pussy, she fell across the bed, facing him and dragging him to her in a frantic hug. With one hand she took his cock and placed it at her entrance, bucking up with her hips to ensure it entered immediately. Helmut was nearing his climax too and drove into her hard and fast until with a mighty groan, he released himself in her, flooding her already soggy pussy with his discharge. They fell together and within moments, slept soundly. It was midafternoon when they awoke again. "I have never had so much sex in such a short time. My pussy is sore and my body aches all over. My bottom still hurts from the spanking you gave me before we first made love and my nipples feel as though they are burning. And I smell of sex. And the bed is a wet and soggy mess. And I need a shower." " I hate to admit it, but I am sore also. Let's have a long warm shower together and then we can think about finding something to eat." Naked, they made their way to the shower. "I will wash you first," she volunteered, reaching for the shower gel. Starting at his scalp, she worked the lather into his body, paying particular attention to his underarms, his nipples, and his cock, which to his great surprise, was beginning to rise again. "Have you taken another of those blue pills?" "Not since Friday evening. I found I didn't need them after all." Her fingers closed around his cock, gently working the slippery, soapy suds along its length. Then she surprised him, when her fingers cupped his balls, squeezed them gently for a moment and slipped further back to tease his anus. His feet spread without being asked, allowing her better access and inevitably a finger, well lubricated with soap suds, wormed its way inside. A second finger joined moments later, drawing a groan from Helmut. With her free hand she massaged his now fully erect cock until he erupted all over her hair, face and chest. "My turn now." He mimicked her actions, beginning with her hair and face and working his way down. When he reached her breasts, he paused. "How sore are your nipples?" "They are tender, Sir. You have treated them a little roughly this weekend." "Can they take some more?" She paused as if debating her response, and coming to a decision, folded her arms behind her back, thrust out her chest and said: "They are yours, Sir." "You know you don't have to do this for me." "Yes, I know. But you are wrong - I do have to do this for you. We agreed to a contract and what you are asking is well within your right to ask. Besides, I have said my nipples are sore. I have not said I have not enjoyed their punishment." His mouth descended on her left nipple, gently drawing it between his teeth, while his hand went to the right breast, capturing the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Just as she began to murmur her approval, his fingers tightened up, hard. She winced in pain but at the same time his teeth sank into the other, and despite her best effort to keep quiet, she let out an involuntary squeal of pain. "Are you OK?" he grinned at her in her discomfort. "Yes Sir. It really hurt though." "Can you take more?" No hesitation. "Yes Sir. If you want to, I can take more" Taking a nipple with each hand, he applied a little pressure, and pulled. With grim determination, she kept her arms locked together behind her back and fought back the cry that built desperately in her throat. He released the nipples momentarily, but only to take a full handful of each breast and squeeze them hard. This time she could not hold back her cry of pain, but stoically kept her arms locked behind her back, which had the effect of thrusting her chest forward. He reverted to pinching her nipples. Gently at first, and slowly increasing the pressure until she winced, but still made no effort to turn away from him. By this time, tears stained her face but still she maintained her stance, as if inviting him to continue. It was almost like a battle of wills - Helmut applying more and more pain until he forced Dianne to break, and Dianne equally determined to take whatever he could do to her without giving him the satisfaction of seeing her break down. "Still OK?" "Yes, Sir." Stepping back a little, he slapped the side of each breast with force, bringing a sharp cry. He went back to her nipples again. Pinching and pulling with increasing intensity. She was now sobbing with the intensity of the pain, but still making no effort to turn away or shield herself with her arms. She looked up at him. It was the first time she had lifted her gaze from the floor, forcing herself to concentrate on the pattern of the floor tiles to divert her thoughts from the awful punishment her nipples were forced to endure. What she saw surprised her. Helmut too, was openly weeping at her discomfort yet perversely was not willing to stop his painful treatment. Dianne made the decision for him. Breaking her frozen stance, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply and passionately. The two clung together laughing and crying at the same time. "Have you finished, Sir?" "I don't think so, but I think you have reached your limit, Little One." A faint smile crossed her lips despite the tears as she straightened up again and folded her arms behind her back, as they were before. Thrusting her chest forward, she wordlessly challenged him to continue. The challenge was as brutal as it was short lived. Helmut slapped her breasts hard, several times before grasping them firmly in his hands and squeezing. The pain, coming on top of the ache she already felt, was excruciating, but she kept her lips firmly closed and did not cry. Releasing his grip from her breasts, he turned his attention to her nipples for the final time. There was no tenderness in his manipulation of them. He pinched and twisted them until finally, Dianne cried out for mercy. He stopped instantly, raining gently kisses on her breasts and nipples. He drew her back to the bed again so the two could lie side by side. His protective arms enveloped her body, curling her into him while he continued to pet and kiss. Dianne's sobbing eased and eventually stopped. "Oh, Sir. My tits hurt so much. I did not know I could endure such pain for so long, but even at the end, I did not want you to stop. I can't explain it to you, but there was a reward for me in enduring your pain. There was satisfaction for me in giving you what you wanted from me. I will probably be sore for days, but I loved it. Please hold me now and kiss me some more. I believe that your punishment was not done with malice, but with love. I will forever wonder how much more I could take in the right circumstances." He kissed her breasts all over and very, very gently sucked on her nipples while she cooed and murmured her approval. He touched her pussy lips, noting that she flinched when he started to penetrate her there. He realized that she was sore from the frequency of their lovemaking and avoided adding to her discomfort there. Turning her over, he rubbed her bruised rump, noting that the bruising was still very blue and angry. "Are you sore there?" They kissed and fondled, murmuring sweet nothings through their foreplay until Dianne moved quickly to engulf his erection in her greedy mouth, taking it to the back of her mouth and then forcibly pulling him to her, into her throat until his pubic hair was pressed against her lips. Coming up for air and dribbling saliva, she grasped him firmly and throated him again and again until he warned her that he was about to cum. "Do it!" she urged. "Fill up my mouth with your cum." The volume of his first couple of spurts was more than she could swallow and his cum dribbled from her mouth as she continued to devour his gift. Drawing his head to her breast, she urged him to suckle her, bringing his hands in to play as well. With her constant encouragement his strong hands massaged her breasts while his mouth alternated from one nipple to the other in turn, sucking and gently biting. To his surprise, he found himself fully erect again and slowly eased into her drenched pussy. She knew he would last much longer the second time and reveled in the feel of him inside her. She loved the pain in her breasts and nipples as he steadily worked them over, squeezing steadily harder and nipping at her with his teeth. Her own orgasm was fast approaching, the combination of her painful nipples and over-sensitive pussy bringing her to the precipice. His kiss ended the conversation and Dianne slowly came down from her high, her hips still flexing in time to Steve's thrusting while building up to the next orgasm. The feeling of Dianne's pussy contracting on his cock was driving him to his second orgasm. He freed his hands, slapped her breasts firmly and pinched her nipples again, hard. She squealed in pain and thrust her hips up to meet him at precisely the moment he ejaculated buried deep within her. Dianne served out her slave contract as an escort and brothel worker in various European cities eventually landing in Berlin where she became the favorite of several wealthy businessmen one of whom helped her get the necessary papers for residency and to purchase an apartment. Since her slavery had been voluntary her purchase price had been escrowed in an investment fund, she had also received generous gifts from some of her patrons and was now moderately wealthy. Declining the offer to continue with the syndicate she set herself up as a freelance escort and mistress of her patrons, one of whom she allowed to persuade her to have a child with him. She now spends her days raising her daughter and accompanying her patron whenever he needs arm candy and of course fucking him as needed.

It all started the summer my little sister turned 18. I had just gotten home from spending a day at putting up hay, and was tired and sweaty. Paisley, my little sister, watched me drag my tired ass out of the pickup, and must have decided I needed to be refreshed. She had been watering the flowers in the backyard, and she sprayed me down good and wet with the hose. Even tired, I was up for some paybacks so I chased her down, grabbed away the garden hose, and sprayed her right back. Man I was in for a shock. Paisley only had on a T-shirt and cut- offs, and once I had sprayed her down with the hose. I saw immediately that she was not wearing a bra. Her breasts were about the size of cantaloupes, and her nipples were erect and poking out from the material of her shirt. I guess my mouth must have dropped open because she got this incredible puzzled look on her face, and asked "what's the deal"? and "you look like you were kicked." I didn't know what to say, but it was obvious after a minute, just exactly what I was staring at. I had never seem my sister look like that ever. Well to overcome my own discomfort I sprayed Paisley square in the face again and of course in the process made sure to get her chest wetter. Then I sprayed myself some more with the hose. After getting a lot of the water off of myself, and wiping down my chest and pants with my shirt, I headed inside, to get a real shower just to feel human again. After I had dried myself off and combed my hair went into my bed room and put on some shorts and a T-shirt. Then I went in search of food. Back then there were really only two things on my mind getting off work for the day and food. Within days of having that little water fight with Paisley I added a third and wonderful thing to my list. Off and on, over the rest of the three week haying period, Paisley and I had little water fights with each other in the backyard. Sometimes our middle brother would get into the fracas, and sometimes our mother would join in with spraying all of us down with water. For whatever reason Mom and little brother never noticed that Sis was braless most of the times we had those fights. Well haying came to an end for the first part of the summer, and work turned to watering the fields to grow more hay, and off time started to involve trips to the local swimming holes, to relax and have fun. With temperatures running into the 90"s, my sister pretty much decided that she needed to go out swimming with me just to keep me company. Well I tell you what I started to learn more about her on those swimming trips, than I ever expected, that is for certain. Paisley started out of the house with blue jean cutoffs and the T-shirt, but once we were swimming, the cutoffs came off, and she was only in her panties and that T-shirt. More than once, while out in the water, sis would jump on my back, wrap her arms around my neck, her legs around my waist, and squeeze her breasts tight against my flesh. It was an un- nerving feeling her nipples pressing against my bare skin like that and usually my cock was hard before she would turn loose of me. One evening, it was just the two of us out at the river and we had managed to float a good half mile down from the main hole that everyone used for swimming in. Paisley went to wrestling with me, once we were out of sight of the road, only instead of wrapping herself around me from the back, she walked up to me in front, and wrapped me up, pressing her breasts into my chest, wrapping her legs around my waist. Then she got big eyed and asked what was that I had in my pocket and why it was so hard. She turned loose of me with her legs, stood against me, then slid her right hand down into the water, and pressed it against my crotch and felt my cock. Then she pulled down my swim trunks and wrapped her hand around my swollen dick. She looked at me and smiled. Not wanting to be left out I told her "fair is fair" and slid my hands under her T-shirt and felt her breasts. Then I popped the shirt up over her head, to expose her breasts for my eyes to see. After some chasing and some slipping we ended up on a sandy stretch where we settled down, hugged each other and explored each other. Seeing her bush wet and bare was such a turn on, I almost exploded without any encouragement from my hand. After that swimming trip, things between us took on a whole new pace. Paisley and I would steal "feels" from each other, whenever we were alone together. Sometimes she would let me get down on my knees and smell her bush, and sometimes she would even let my push my tongue into her slit giving me a small taste of her flavor. Summer came to an end, my job at the ranch changed from haying to taking care of the livestock, learning how to see what was wrong with the different animals, and taking care of those problems. At home things changed too. Our father was killed one night while out working on a different ranch. For the first time, we didn't have him there for Thanksgiving dinner, for Christmas, or for the New Year. As the oldest "man" in the family, the job of keeping the house up, and making sure there was plenty of firewood to keep us warm during the long cold Montana winters, fell to me. Well all that ranch work I was doing plus the added work of chopping wood, had turned my body into one muscular physic and it didn't miss the eyes of my little Sis. One night in February, I was sleeping soundly in my bed, (about 9 in the evening)when Paisley came crawling in under my blankets with me. She whispered into my ear that she was cold and lonely, and needed to be hugged. Now, in all those times we teased and petted each other while spraying water and swimming it had never advanced beyond that. Well as we lay there in my bed, Paisley had her head on my shoulder and my hand just naturally slide down her back, and ended up cupping her ass. Well even though she had on a flannel nightgown, I could feel that she did not have any panties on. She did not brush back my hand either. After she had been under the blankets with me for maybe 30 minutes, she ran her hands down my chest, whispering into my ear about how muscular I had become with all the work I was doing, and she really thought it made me very handsome and sexy. She proceeded to run her hands down the length of my chest and abdomen, then started slowing sliding her hand across my cock and groin. Before I could react, she had slipped both hands around the band of my underwear, and had started sliding them off of me. While working my underwear down, she started to plant little kisses here and there on my face, on my chest, on each of my nipples. When I started to try sliding her nightgown off of her though she playfully bit my chest and whispered "NO." Well there we laid, me holding her against my body, with her nightgown between us, but my cock was out and naked, harder than I had ever felt it and Paisley was just running her fingers across my bare flesh planting little kisses here and there yet I was unable to do more than cup a breast through the gown and kiss her on the neck and face. After several minutes of these little kisses, she slid up and straddled me, with one leg on each side of my waist. At that point I was able to slide my hands down the length of her legs, and she allowed me to started moving the bottom of her gown up across her legg, to her waist. With each little movement of the material, I was able to caress her legs and her ass which felt so soft and warm. When the gown had hit her hips though, Paisley sat down, and held my hands from lifting the gown any further. Instead of allowing me to take her gown off, Paisley started kissing me again, this time though, I could feel her bush sliding across my cock and I could also feel the moistness of her crack as it contacted my cock. After what seemed like hours, but was only 20 minutes or so, Paisley lifted her hips just a bit, then suddenly my cock was enveloped in the softest and wettest feeling I had ever imagined. She had maneuvered herself into a position where she had allowed my cock to slide into her pussy and I had yet to even feel her there with my hands or kiss her there with my mouth. Paisley smoothly accepted the entire length of my cock into her pussy and slowly started to rock up and down, gently massaging my cock with that sweet pussy. With a quick movement of her hips, she had taken my own virginity and given me hers as well. I held her in my arms and allowed her to make the movements she wanted, the entire time feeling her warm breath in my ears, on my neck, and across my face, as she planted little kisses here and there. This went on for close to 30 minutes, with Paisley moving her hips a little faster with each passing minute, and her kisses becoming firmer and more passionate. Suddenly my cock felt like it was ripping in to two pieces. I was so hard it hurt, and sweat was pouring off my face and my hands were so wet, they could not grasp her hips. Paisley at this point seemed to be hypnotized. She was kissing my shoulder and pounding her pussy onto my cock, then suddenly I almost sat up right and she bit my shoulder. We were both cumming at exactly the same time and my cock was buried into her softness as deeply as she could force. After we both came, Paisley nestled onto my chest, with her pussy wrapped around my softening cock, and just lay there breathing softly into my ear, and kissing my neck from time to time. Eventually that night I did remove her gown. I got to caress each of her breasts, kissing and suckling each erect nipple and plunging my fully erect cock into her warm and sweet pussy three more times, before we fell asleep in each other's arms. Over the course of the next two weeks, we enjoyed our sessions over a dozen more times, with coupling at least twice and once five times, each night. Our mother had started working 2 jobs that spring, and little brother was involved in many school projects, so we seemed to have time to ourselves all the time. And we didn't waste any of the time. We explored each other in the most intimate of way's making love in various spots throughout the house, and in various positions. Our lovemaking was to continue for several more years, with the passion never diminishing. Over the course of those summers, I learned each motion it took to make my sister cum, and just exactly how to give her multiple orgasms without ever entering her with my cock.

Chapter 10 Storage Room One sultry day, Brad asked Betty to help Tony in the store room locating some lost inventory. Diana chuckled to herself thinking this is going to make Tony’s day; Debby is in heat and wearing painted on jeans and going braless under a company polo shirt and her huge boobs are in full swing. “Diana, is Betty done with the assignment in the shop, yet?” “I haven’t seen her, so I suppose she’s still out on the floor.” “Wow, would you do a me a favor and check on them?” “Mark needs that info and I thought they would be done by now and I have to go over to development to check on something else.” “Sure, Diana said,” thinking she could use a little walk to stretch her legs. Normally she drew plenty of attention form the guys on the plant floor, but today the floor workers were off because they were short on material. She walked through the deserted production area to the storage room. She let herself in quietly just to see if they were up to something and boy were they up to something. Betty was on her knees in front of Tony, who was standing with his pants down around his ankles and he had half of his huge, thick, cock in Betty’s mouth and the other half in her hand. He was so big around that she could barely close her fingers around his cock, and her mouth was stretched to the limit. She was bobbing her head in and out like a doll while stroking him at the same time. He moaned something about deeper and she removed his cock from her mouth. “Ok, I’ll try to take more but you have to go slow and don’t grab my head and try to push it down my throat.” “This thing is huge and is going to be hard to swallow.” With that she put her hands on his thighs and her lips round his cockhead and slowly began going down on it. She would go as far as she could and then pull out and go down again, trying to get even more in her throat. Diana was mesmerized watching Betty suck cock; she would lean in and stop, then slowly try to take more into her throat until it choked her and then she would push off of Tony’s legs until she was at the head again and swallow, then go back down for another try. She was certainly an accomplished cock sucker for a girl her age. In and out, in and out, all the time going deeper and deeper down her throat. She was making those nasty slurping noises one makes when trying to swallow a monster cock and Diana admired her dedication to getting it all down. Diana’s hand instinctively went to her the hem on her dress and she pulled it up, and her fingers quickly found her pussy. Fortunately, she knew it was going to be a hot, sticky day, so she wore a dress without panties. Her kitty was already wet from not wearing any panties and watching the action in front of her. Not to mention flashing Brad several times today while working. Tony was offering lots of encouragement to Debby but it was clear that he was just too big for her to get all of it in her mouth. God, I would like to try it Diana thought! Debby pulled his cock out and like a woman with far more experience she looked up at him and said, “enough of this, my knees hurt.” “How about you fuck me instead of me giving you head?” She stood up and unbuttoned her jeans and then struggled to pull them down over her hips and ass. When she had them down past her ass, she backed up to some boxes and Tony lifted her up onto a box. Sticking her legs out he pulled her pants off and then moved into position with his cock posed at pussy lips, which were clean shaven with a runway patch of black hair above. He held his cock in his hand while he ran it around in circles at her pussy to get it even wetter and then slid just the big, thick mushroom head into her cunt. “OOOOHHHH yeah,” Betty moaned. Tony smiled and slid about half of his big, thick cock into her cunt. “Oh yeah baby, that’s it, fuck me,” she whimpered while leaning back on the top of the box so she could trust her pelvis up towards his cock. “Come on baby, fuck me, fuck me good,” Betty hissed. Diana was right, she was a woman in heat today and Tony was her stud! Tony rammed his entire cock into her gaping cunt and Debby let out a grunt as though she had been impaled on something, then a huge sigh escaped her lips as her legs wrapped around his waist and pulled him deeper. He pulled out most of his cock and jammed it in again, over and over. Each time she grunted her approval at his invasion into her love tunnel. He increased his pace and shorten his strokes stretching her out simultaneously driving deeper and deeper into her sex. And judging by the way Debby was moaning loudly and her ass was being pushed back on the slick carboard box every time Tony drove into her, she was enjoying her afternoon delight immensely! He grabbed her legs and put them over his shoulders and then took her by her waist so she wouldn’t slide backward. Now he was fucking with short, hard, deep strokes and she was not only taking every inch of that monster she was loving every inch of his big, thick cock. Whoa, she is an experienced girl her age, Diana thought to herself as her hand was busy working her own clit, rubbing up and down and all around, then sticking her fingers into her wet, wanton cunt. She was mesmerized watching them fuck; his big round cock pounding into Betty’s tight little pussy, stretching it wider and wider. Betty’s head was thrown back with her beautiful shiny back hair hanging down the other side of the box and her beautiful ass was bouncing on every stroke all the while urging him to fuck her even harder. Diana was fingering herself as fast as she could and alternating between fingering her cunt and rubbing her clit. She switched to a two-handed approach so she could do both at the same time. Her breath was coming in short quick bursts as she neared her own orgasm. She felt the first wave overtake her and she moaned out loud but didn’t care at this point if they knew she was there. She was cummminnng!!!! And it felt wonderful!!! She kept stroking her pussy and fingering her cunt as the second and bigger wave came up and swallowed her. Through half open eyes she saw Tony arch his back and jam his cock balls deep into Betty’s cunt and she knew he was spewing hot gooey man cum into her and that only heighten Diana’s orgasm. Betty arched her back as her own orgasm began and was reaching for his arms to pull herself in even more. Tony began stroking again and his cock slipped out and sprayed Betty with hot cum on her belly and pussy. He quickly put it back in and continue to fuck her as deep as it would go into her tight cunt. Diana’s knees buckled with the third wave of her orgasm and somewhere in the back of her mind she could hear Betty panting like a dog and yelling, “yes, yes, yes, I’m cummmmmmmmmming!” “FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARD!” As Diana’s orgasm reached its pinnacle, she released her own “AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH.” Diana pressed her hand hard against her kitty as she came down from her climax and opening her eyes, she looked straight into Tony’s eyes who was slow fucking Debby now but staring at Diana. She realized she still had her dress up and he could see what she had been doing. She removed her fingers from her cunt and dropped her dress as walked over to them. Tony stopped fucking Debby and just stood there staring at her with fear in his eyes and his cock in his boss’s assistant. “Brad is looking for you Tony. he said Mark needs the information you were to gather, right now.” “Oh, ok, Tony stammered, I better go,” he said withdrawing his monster cock from Debby. Diana looked at him and then at his cock. “Not like that, you don’t.” She bent down and took his still swollen cock into her mouth and sucked it clean. She was surprised it started to come back to attention with her sucking so she continued to suck the big, fat cum coated cock. In just within just a few minutes it was back to full erection. She stood up, turned around and pulled her dress up over her hips and leaned over offering him her pussy from behind. “Fuck me!” “Fuck me hard, like you did Debby!” She said it more like an order than a request and Tony must have taken it that way because he said yes ma’am and inserted the head of his cock into her waiting cunt and began stroking anew. She pushed her ass back against him as his big thick cock invaded her wet cunt. “Oh, fuck yeah, that's it, oh, oh yes, oh FUCK ME, LIKE YOU DID DEBBY, FUCK ME HARD!” “THAT'S IT, MAKE ME CUM ON THAT FAT COCK OF YOURS"! Debby had not said a word, she was reclining on the top of the box with her legs spread and her cummy pussy inches from Diana face. Diana leaned in a little and tried to lick Debby’s cummy pussy but she could just get the tip of her tongue on her pussy. Instinctively Debby quickly moved forward on the box and pulled her knees up and back making her cum covered pussy available for Diana to eat. “Do you want to eat my messy pussy, Debby asked?” Without answering Diana just looked at her with lust in her eyes and then leaned down and licked a big gob of goo off of Debby’s pussy lips and swallowed it and then attacked her pussy directly. Debby reached down and spread her beautiful pussy lips so Diana could lick inside her. Diana was lapping up cum like a dog laps up water while Tony was enjoying his second fuck of the day. The pure nastiness of the whole act was causing a heighten level of arousal in all three, but none more than Diana. God, she couldn’t get enough of Debby’s luscious cunt and Tony’s sweet cum and the feeling of his big thick cock filling her cunt was beyond de***********ion. She could feel her orgasm rising higher and higher until the wave crested and came crashing down on her causing her cunt to begin convulsing. Tony could feel her cunt convulsing and her legs shaking as she climaxed and he quicken his strokes driving into her incredibly tight, wet cunt as hard as he could so he could not only please her but get his own nut off. Diana switched from Debby’s cunt to her clit and Debby soon joined the other two in her own orgasm spewing cunt juice and cum onto Diana’s face and thereby igniting another orgasm. Tony stood motionless with his dick jammed deep in Diana’s cunt spewing his own seed and holding her hips tight against him. Diana was whimpering, oh God, oh God over and over and Debby was panting like a dog after a run on a hot day. Tony began stroking again to completely milk his balls of cum and to please Diana hoping he wouldn’t get in trouble. When Diana’s orgasm finally ebbed, she asked Tony if he was done? “Yes Ma’am.” “Then please pull out and let go of me.” “Yes ma’am, of course ma’am.” Tony withdrew he drippy cock from Diana and stepped back standing somewhat unsteady. Diana took one more lick at a glob of cum on Debby’s thigh and pushed herself up straight. She lowered her dress before turning around and glancing down at Tony’s cummy dick. She leaned over and sucked it clean for the second time. This time it didn’t come back to life. When she had it clean, she stood up. “Tony, Brad is waiting for you, and he needs the info you were supposed to get.” “Uh, yes ma’am he said and pulled up his pants, should I go now?” “Yes, go now and hurry.” “And Tony, not a word of this to anyone or it will be the last time you ever get any from either of us; and they may just fire all of us for what we just did, so let’s keep this between us, and maybe we can do this again, OK? “Yes ma’am, I understand and I won’t tell anyone!” Tony said smiling! She watched until the door shut and then she turned to Betty who was still laying on the top of the box where she had been fucked and eaten. “Good God girl, you’re still a mess,” she said and then bent down and licked cum off of Debby’s belly and licked her ass crack to get what was leaking out of her delicious cunt. “Hmm, she murmured, you are tasty, she commented as she went back for more. She licked several clumps out of Betty’s pubic hair and then raised up and removed a pubic hair from her tongue, and Debby put her feet down and leaned down kissed Diana on the lips swirling her tongue around in her mouth so she could taste the cum. “Want to trade places and let me get some of that cum in you?” Diana got a sly smile and said sure and moved so Debby could jump down and then she boosted herself up on the box and spread her legs and pulled up her dress. Debby looked at her still gaping cunt and giggled, “talk about a mess.” She then parted Diana’s cunt lips more and began licking it clean. Betty moaned out loud, and the sensation caused Diana to moan also. Diana took Debby’s head in her hands and guided her to her most sensitive spot. “God, girl, you lick cunt well,” she moaned as Debby licked her clean and to another orgasm, although a smaller, softer one this time, still one that was every bit as fulfilling. Debby raised up from licking and after wiping some cum and saliva off of her chin said, “you’re kinky for a boss.” Diana laughed and said, “me?” “I can’t leave you for a minute and you’re fucking the help.” “No, he was fucking me,” Betty giggled and he was really good at it, as you now know.” “If that isn’t kinky for a day at work, I don’t know what is.” “Good point,” Diana said. “Come on, put your pants on if you can and let’s go the lady’s room and get cleaned up.” “Cleaned up?” “I thought that’s what we just did,” she said giggling again. Diana gave her one of those looks, smiled and said, “come on you little slut, but first, put your pants on if you can get back into them.” Betty picked them up and struggled to pull them over her beautiful ass but didn’t try to zip them. “Good thing you don’t have much hair or you would never get them zipped,” Diana said. “Yeah, they are a little tight, even for teasing and now I’m going to have a big wet camel toe she giggled, now that’s nasty and I hope Brad sees it!” I would bet it was the big dry camel-toe that probably got you a big wet one, but we can stop the wet one with a pantyliner so everyone doesn’t know what you did. “But I want Brad to see! Hopefully, he would get the message.” “Don’t worry he will get the message, and loud and clear, come on.” Diana went to her desk first and got something out and then joined Debby in the restroom. When they had Debby as presentable as they could they returned to their desks. “Everything all right,” Brad asked when Diana came in the office? “Oh yeah, Diana said smiling, just a girl stuff, but we are good now.” “Oh, ok, I was wondering, because everyone was gone so long and when Tony brought me the information he was as nervous as cat in a room full of rockers.” Oh, well there may have been a little fraternizing between the help but nothing to worry about I gave them both a tongue lashing.” “Brad smiled and said lucky bastard!” “Oh, you think fraternizing with Debby would be fun, do you?” “OH YEAH, especially if it was you and her!!!” Diana laughed and said, “now that’s ambitious.” “A guy has got to think big if wants to achieve big!” That got Diana thinking about the possibility of a threesome or foursome with Debby. _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 11 Causal Fridays Since Friday’s were casual Diana and Betty normally wore jeans but after the talk with Diana about teasing, all the ladies were wearing jeans that were a lot tighter and lower on their hips. Today, Debby was wearing a pair that must have fit in high school they were so tight. She was small to begin with and Diana doubted she had put much weight on since high school, but these jeans were thin, painted on jeans. She also was wearing a lacy, semi-sheer top over what looked to Diana to be either a half-bra that held her boobs up but didn’t restrict them. Debby’s boobs bounced and swayed with every step, and her nipples were on high beams with the air conditioning. She was sure to catch everyone’s eye and although there wasn’t much left to the imagination as she walked around the office Diana was sure many were wondering just what she was hunting. Brad couldn’t keep his eyes from following her every step but he didn’t say anything. Diana wore jeans today as well, but nowhere near as tight as Debby’s. However, they still outlined her amble pussy lips and eventually displayed a perfect camel-toe. This had been Diana’s trademark at Luxury when they wore jeans. Her favorite back then was an old thin brown bell-bottomed pair that showed off her ass and camel-toe. That afternoon she asked Brad if they could check the rear area storage later in the day and he agreed. She figured that with the way he was watching Betty she would wait until the plant workers left for the day at 3:30. Then she would take Brad back for a little storage room romp. Most of the people left work a little early on Friday unless they were behind and since all Brad had left to do was show Diana the storage room out back, he told Betty she could take off early if she wanted to. Then he and Diana headed to the back. Once they were in the storage area she went to the rear and asked Brad to boost her up on some boxes so she could write down the part numbers He gladly obliged her and she was thrilled to feel his big strong hands on her again. Once on top of the box she bent down in the classic doggy position giving him a perfect view of her ass and the camel toe between her legs. After a few moments she looked back and smiled at him and asked, “what are you staring at?” “Your ass,” he said smiling that bright-eyed smile. “Hmm, and what is it about my ass that is so interesting?” “Oh, I was just wondering if you had panties on under those jeans.” “Why would you wonder that, don’t all women wear panties?” “I have it on good authority that some skip panties now and then, especially on causal Friday because they don’t want their panty line to show.” “Oh, and you think I may have skipped wearing panties today?” “Yep, guys always wonder, and in your case, there appears to be something trying to eat your jeans from the inside, which might be caused by the lack of panties.” Oh, she said as she turned around and sat down in front of him with her feet planted on the top of the box and her legs spread. “Now, do you still see something trying to eat my jeans from this vantage point?” “Oh yeah,” he said staring right at her crotch. “I think it might be hungry.” “Hmm,” she said as she sucked in her tummy and undid her pants. “Maybe we better check that out, I wouldn’t want my pants to get eaten at work.” “What would I wear home?” Brad was totally engrossed in looking at her camel toe, “I don’t think that would be so bad, being eaten at work I mean.” “She laughed, oh so that is your motive here, eating me, not saving my jeans. Hmmm, can you help me with these, she asked?” “Uh, sure, but just a second let’s see if there isn’t something over here you can put under you, you don’t want to get that magnificent butt of yours dirty.” He went to a closet and returned with a big fluffy shipping blanket and he slipped that under her and then pulled off her jeans. “Oh, there, see?” “It’s already eaten your panties, he joked.” “Hmm, she said scooting closer keeping her feet planted, I can’t see, can you check closer and see if they are in there somewhere?” He took the bait and swallowed the hook, line and sinker when he parted her legs a little wider and bent down close and got a whiff of her pussy, he had to eat it. He licked her tentatively at first but as she spread her legs wider and pulled his head into her pussy he licked more aggressively and used his hands to spread her lips even farther apart and gain better access to her cunt. “Oh yeah, that’s it baby, lick it, suck on my pussy lips – aaaagggggggg, YES!” He kept at her and she was so horny from her jeans rubbing on her clit all day that she was cuming in just a matter of minutes. Brad didn’t care if she drenched his face with pussy juice, he kept licking until she had come three times and was begging him to stop. He looked up, “stop, I thought you wanted me to check for those panties?” “Oh, I don’t think you’re going to find them there with your tongue maybe you should stick something long and straight in there to see if that can find them.” “Here, help me down and I’ll show you.” He helped her down onto the floor and she went straight to her knees in front of him and deftly undid his pants and pulled his shorts down exposing his already hard cock. She went to sucking him as she played with his big ball sack. She was sucking like a woman possessed and would have gladly sucked him off but her cunt was aching for a cock so she stood up and turned around and leaned against the crate, spreading her legs and pushed her ass back. He rubbed his big, thick cock along her slit and then took her in one smooth motion. “Oh God, she moaned, oh, oh fuck yes, fuck me, fuck me long and deep.” Brad didn’t waste any time on going slow he fucked her hard, deep and fast and she moaned and grunted the whole time until her orgasm when she got so loud, he had to put a hand over her mouth and say shhh someone will hear you. “Oh sorry, please don’t stop!” “Please keep fucking me, fill me with your cum!” Brad continued to fuck her through two more orgasms, each bigger than the last holding his hand over her mouth and then he lost his load deep in her womb. “Oh God, he moaned, you are one incredibly hot woman!” Hmm, she purred as he slowly continued to fuck her even with his shrinking cock. As his cock slipped from her pussy, she stood up straight but was weaving and her knees felt weak so he held her. “Mister you are an incredible lover,” she whispered as she leaned back against him feeling his warmth and hearing his rapid heartbeat. Once recovered, she leaned against the crate as she pulled her pants on and then leaned over and cleaned the cum and pussy juice form his cock. When she was done cleaning him, she raised up and kissed him passionately and putting her arms around his neck and pulling him to her. When the kiss ended, she whispered in his ear, thank you for helping me check inventory! He laughed, “I have never met anyone like you.” “Good, she replied, that may keep you interested longer.” They kissed a little and then returned to the office. She looked down at her crotch in the light of the office and said I better get going before this wet spot becomes too visible, do you mind if I take off? Not at all, but if you like, Mark and I usually stay and have a drink on Fridays and we would love to have you join us, wet spot and all? She thought for a minute and then smiled, OK, maybe just one drink, but let me go to the lady’s room and I’ll join you. OK, I’ll be in Mark’s office. When she left the restroom, she stopped at her office to call John and tell him she would be late then she walked down to Mark’s office and what she saw wasn’t what she was expecting to see. Mark, Brad and Tony were sitting on the sofa with their drinks and they were all naked as a Jay bird. She started laughing so hard she couldn’t speak. When she regained some composure, Mark said won’t you join us and nodded to the drink on the coffee table. Certainly, she said in her best office voice. She removed her blouse and bra and unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down over her butt and off and said, “I just hope I don’t leak on you chair, hand me one of your towels.” “Oh, and why would be leaking Mark asked?” She placed a towel on the chair and said, “we were checking inventory earlier and Brad thought something was eating my pants from the inside, but it is OK, he checked it.” “Oh, I’ve had a little experience with that recently as well,” Tony chimed in. “Oh, I see; so, does that mean that Diana is working well with the two of you?” Mark asked. “Oh, working well with everyone I think, Brad said.” “Tony,” Mark asked? “Oh absolutely, she and Betty work exceptionally well with me!” “And all is going well with you Diana, you’re getting what you need from everyone?” She was trying not to laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation. She took a breath and nodded adamantly and then added, “it’s going well, but I may need just a bit more “input” from the three of you, if that’s not too much trouble?” “No trouble at all Mark stated, whatever you need we are here to provide.” Brad and Tony agreed. “Oh good,” Diana took a long pull off of her drink, set it down and then went to the sofa and pushed the coffee table back and knelt down in front of Mark. I think we can start right here, she said placing his cock in her mouth. When Diana came into the office, she noticed the clock on the wall said 5:15 and as she pulled her pants up, she saw it now said 9:35. Wow, time sure flies when you’re having fun, or in her case sex, she thought. She put her blouse on forgetting her bra again and then stepped into her shoes. She kissed each of them long and passionately and thanked each for their “input”. “Ok, guys I know I shouldn’t fuck and run, but I do have to get home, see you all Monday!” “Good night, they all replied!” As she drove home, she thought back to the past five hours. Wow, Brad and then Mark, then Tony and then all three again and lastly, a foursome. Wowie, wow, she wondered if there was a position you could do it in an office that they didn’t just do it in. And now she was on her way home to show her husband just how much cum was in her pussy! “You are such a SULT!” She said out loud. She walked in the house, “hi honey, I’m home.” He was in the family room watching TV and came to great her. “Sooo, stayed late huh?” “Yes, and I have a prize just for you.” “Oh, I see you forgot your bra today, he said as he pinched an erect nipple.” “Shit,” I left another one in the office. “That will cost me she said.” “Huh,” John asked? “Never mind, I’ll tell you later, do you want your surprise?” “Sure, what is it?” “There is something on my breasts that may interest you along with some other places.” “Shall we go to the bedroom?” “Certainly, my dear.” As she walked down the hall, she made sure to wiggle her ass just for show. She walked straight to the bed and turned around and unbuttoned her blouse and opened it. “See, here and here and here, there’s something on it, maybe I dripped pizza cheese what do you think?” Walking up to her he looked closely, “no, I don’t’ think it’s cheese, looks more creamy than cheesy.” “Hmm, you know what it reminds me of?” “No, what?” She giggled. “Sperm, it looks just like what comes out of a guy’s dick when he is having sex.” “And there appears to be a large wet spot on your jeans also.” “Sperm, goodness how on earth could that get on there?” John undid her jeans and carefully pulled them down over her butt and then down past her thighs. Hmm, looks like there is quite a bit of the stuff here too, your jeans are a mess! “How do you explain getting pizza cheese down here?” “Oh, well we were eating pizza naked.” she giggled, as if that was an everyday occurrence at work. John gently pushed her back and she fell on the bed and pulled her cummy jeans off of her legs, then he raised her legs and spread them a little and licked her bare cummy pussy. “Oh, yeah baby, that’s it, lick me, lick my messy pussy,” she moaned as she spread her legs further apart and reached between her legs for his head to pull him into her cummy cunt. “Get all baby!” John began licking her slowly using the flat of his tongue and then he tickled her clit with the tip of his tongue before parting her pussy lips and licking her cunt. He knew how much she enjoyed having him lick her after she fucked the guys at work but what he really wanted was the prize she promised him, and that was fucking her sloppy seconds so he intended to only licked the cunt a little but she forgot about his present and wanted her own present. “That’s if baby, get all of that gooey cum out of there, oh yeah, lick my sloppy, sluty cunt!” She held his head fixed to her cunt with both hands while he licked her until her orgasm over took her and she began spraying cum and cunt juice all over his face. He didn’t need any direct stimulation to get hard, just the thought of fucking her sloppy seconds did it. He rose up from his where he was and positioned his cock at her well used fuck hole and inserted it to the balls in one motion. “Oh, God, you are a sloppy slut tonight, aren’t you?” “Yeah, I know, and I hurried home so you could have it all!” “How many guys did you fuck tonight?” “Three, and believe me, they worked it hard!” “They must have deposited several loads each and at least one in my ass and then on my boobs and the outside of my pussy!” John raised her legs and put her heels over his shoulders and pulled her ass up close so he could get as deep as possible, which wasn’t hard as she had never been more open or sloppier than she was now! As he pushed in and pulled out cum oozed out around his cock. “Oh, this is nasty, you should see the goo oozing out around my dick, it’s so much it’s coating my balls.” “Oh, let me see, pull out and let me lick your balls!” John complied by scooting up so his ball sack was in her face. Oh God, yeah, she moaned as she attacked his balls with her mouth and tongue. But as good as it felt to John, his real desire was to finish fucking his slutty wife, so he pulled his swollen balls out of her mouth and scooted back down and went back to fucking her as hard as he could! “You like fucking my sloppy cunt, don’t you?” “Oh yeah, I do, and you like me to be a nasty little cum slut, don’t you?” “Yea, yes and YES!” “I admit it, but you like fucking office whores who are full of cum because you’re a nasty cum fucking man!” “I must be, because you’re a hot sloppy fuck tonight!” “I’ll bet you enjoyed fucking three guys at once didn’t you, you little slut?” “Yes, I did, I fucking loved it.” “They took me every way you can in an office.” They fucked me from behind, they fucked me from the front, they made me suck their cummy cocks and ass fucked me while I did!” “They came in me and then fucked me again and again until they were out of cum!” “But this is the best fuck of the night baby!” “OH, FUCK ME, FUCK YOUR LITTLE FUCK SLUT!” “AAAAGGGG” John groaned as he released his load into her over used and well lubricated cunt! He continued to stroke as he came and slipped out shooting hot gooey cum onto her stomach and pussy before reinserting his cock to finish in her cunt. When he stopped fucking her, he leaned back to look at her was amazed at the amount of cum that was running out of her cunt. He looked up at her smiling face, “Oh God that was intense!” “But you’re leaking all over the bed.” She looked at him and saw the gratification in his face. “Don’t worry about that, come here and let me hold you sweetheart she purred.” John laid down on her cummy tummy and they cuddled in one another's arms, each in their own thoughts while their breathing and pulse return to normal. Finally, John commented, “whew, you were really full tonight.” “Yeah, tonight was really nasty, do you want me to tell you about it?” “Sure, if you want to.” “First, I did Brad in one of the store rooms.” “I got him to go there with me near the end of the day so no one would interrupt us and I had him lift me up onto a big box so I could get the numbers off of boxes behind the one I was on, but what I was really doing was showing him my ass and camel-toe in my jeans.” “He started making sly comments about something eating my pants form the inside.” “I could tell he was up to some hanky-panky.” “So, I had him remove my pants and once they were off my pussy was right there in front of his face and I know he could smell it, because I could.” “God, I was in heat, I swear, like a mare in heat needing a stud to mount her! Well, he just leaned in and ate me until I came all over his face.” “Then I got down and blew him a little but I needed fucking since you haven’t’ been home much this week, so I turned around and told him to take me from behind and he filled my cunt with cum.” “Then we went back to the office and I was going to come home and give you your prize, but he convinced me to stay for a drink.” “So, after I called you to tell you I was staying, I walked into Mark’s office and Mark, Brad and Tony are sitting there naked, so I joined them for a drink and then one thing led to another and we started fucking and sucking.” “Who’s Tony?” “Tony is the assistant production manager and is in charge of supplies for the plant.” Betty and I work with him a lot, and most of the women who work there are vying for his attention!” “I was a little surprised when I saw him there because I didn’t think he told anyone about our little adventure in the store room last week, but he must of or maybe they just invited him to join them sitting around naked, I don’t know and didn’t think to ask.” “What little adventure, John asked sleepily?” “It’s not important, I’ll tell you tomorrow,” she could see he was drifting off to sleep. She looked at him and smiled to herself. What a lucky girl I am to have a husband that is ok with me fucking other men. She closed her eyes and rested her head on his shoulder. After all, she had been a very busy girl this evening and needed some rest herself! _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 12 Pool Man to the Rescue The flowing day was Saturday and John had to work so she slept late and didn’t get started on housework until afternoon. It was around two in the afternoon when she finally made the bed and as she was smoothing the comforter, she noticed the big cum spot. It had dried, of course, but it was plainly visible. She ran her hand over it again feeling it and remembering her evening yesterday. She went to the hamper and removed her jeans and checked the dried cum on them. She was surprised by the amount; holly shit she said to herself as she took the jeans back to the bed and then compared the two together. That is one hell of a lot of cum for one girl to receive in one evening, but then it was from three men she thought smiling. She unconsciously reached for her crouch and squeezed her pussy, pressing her fingers against it firmly. She undid the button on her jeans and pulled them down with her underwear and her fingers found her hungry pussy. She rubbed it for a few minutes while she played back last night in her mind. She allowed herself to get just to the edge before she stopped, removed her jeans and reached for the KY and her dildo. Once lubed she began rubbing it on the outside of her pussy just as Mark had done the night before; she then inserted just the head, savoring the delicious anticipation of receiving the entire cock. She put one foot up on the night stand as she had put one on the coffee table and then shoved the big thick rubber cock into her juicy cunt just as Mark had done with his very real, hard cock. She shuddered as the dildo hit bottom with the memory of Mark fast fucking her. Oh God, she moaned. She fucked herself for a few minutes and then stopped and lubed a smaller vibrating dildo and pulling the larger one form her love tunnel she inserted the vibrator in her hungry cunt setting it on low. She then reached behind her and bending over she gently inserted the bigger dildo in her asshole. “AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH, God that’s tight,” she moaned out loud, but it was tight last night also when Tony took her ass and Brad took her from the front standing up. Of course, last night she had 6’ 2” Brad to hold onto to keep her balance, now she needed both hands to fuck herself. She could feel the two toys in her separated by only a thin layer of flesh and with the front toy vibrating she knew this would be a good orgasm. She turned the vibrator up while she used her other hand to short stroke her ass and when she felt the fireworks in her womb go off, she put her foot down thereby making both holes even tighter around her toys and tried to stay upright as her orgasm rocked her world! “OH FUCK! OH, FUCK OH FUCK,” she screamed several times not thinking that she had not taken any precautions before masturbating as she normally did and close the window. It was open and the blinds were pulled partially back. “Everything alright ma’am?” Her hand froze at the sound of the male voice, it sounded so close. She opened her eyes and looked to the window. There stood a man looking in the window. She was frozen in place not recognizing him at first but the realization that there was a buzzing sound was overwhelming! “I didn’t mean to interrupt or voyeur you ma’am, but I heard you screaming and was concerned that something might be wrong.” Then it suddenly dawned on her who he was. “Oh, uh, hi James; um, give me a minute if you would, please.” “Certainly ma’am, take all the time you need, I won’t bother you anymore now that I know you are not in trouble.” He turned and went back to the pool and picked up his brush. “Oh shit, oh shit, what do I do,” she wondered. She slowly pulled the vibrator out of her pussy and then she gently removed the bigger dildo from her ass and put them in the sink. She took a couple of big breaths and told herself to think before she did anything but try as she might she couldn’t think of anything to do so she looked out the smaller window and watched James while trying to come up with what she should say or do and the only thing that came into her mind was what always did when she saw him and that was that he was a total hunk. God girl, you are turning into a total slut. Think! But again, the only thing to come into her head was that he was probably in his mid-twenties, tall, tanned with a football player’s build. In fact, John had said he recognized James’s name from years ago when he was in high school here in town and he was the all-league player and went to college on a football scholarship. Without thinking she called to him. “James, can I speak with you for a moment?” “Sure ma’am,” he said as he put his tool down. “Please come to the door,” she said and then she turned and went to unlock the back door forgetting to put on her jeans or even panties. He was waiting for her when she got there so she unlocked the door and slid it open and stepped back so he could enter. Once he was in, she closed it again. “Please, come in, can I get you a drink or anything she asked walking to the refrigerator.” “Oh sure, just a water is fine or a soda.” She had to bend down to get the soda giving him a great view of her ass and pussy still glistening with her juices and the KY jelly. When she turned to offer him the soda, she saw he was staring at her crotch and that’s when it dawned on her she was naked from the waist down. She looked to confirm her suspicion and then she looked up at his face, “oh shit, this is only getting worse, isn’t?” “Oh, uh, no ma’am, it’s not worse or even bad from where I stand.” She had to laugh, and then she looked at his crotch and saw that he had tented his surfer shorts. “Ah, yes, well thank you for being kind.” “No ma’am, thank you.” “It’s not every day you see such a beautiful woman half naked. This makes a bad week, good.” “Then it dawned on her, he was supposed to be here on Thursdays not Saturday. Why are you here today?” “Oh, I guess your husband didn’t tell you but my mom was sick Thursday and I had to take her to the doctors, so I cancel my rounds and I am trying to make them up today.” “Your husband said it would be ok.” “Oh, OK, well thanks a lot hubby.” “Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about what you saw through the window but now I have lost track of what I wanted to say so can we agree this will be just between you and me?” He suddenly got a sly little smile on his lips, “oh, yeah, sure, no problem.” “Ah, why do I have the distinct impression you are not being completely honest in your answer, James?” “Well, a thought did cross my mind but never mind, but never mind.” “Oh, and what were you thinking James?” “Ah, nothing ma’am, honest.” “Your secret is safe with me.” She looked at him carefully now wondering if he would say anything to any one or if he was just thinking out loud. She looked down at his crotch again and saw it was still tented. A small smile now crossed her lips, “James, were you thinking that perhaps you could somehow blackmail me in the future?” No, honest, I wouldn’t do that to you, I was just thinking that if you’re horny I sure wouldn’t mind helping you out so you didn’t need your toy. I have never had sex with a hot woman like you, but it was just a thought. “Thank you, do you really think I’m attractive?” “More like beautiful.” “Hmm, well it appears you are just about ready, judging by the tent in your shorts.” “How would you like a blow job, James?” “Yes, ma’am that would be great!” “Ok, would you like to see all of me naked first?” “Yes ma’am.” “Ok, but please stop calling me ma’am, it makes me feel older than I am, or at least older than I want to be.” She raised the t-shirt she was wearing and tossed it on the back of chair. Next, she unhooked her bra and put it with her shirt. “Here I am James, now let me see you.” “What?” She giggled, “your shorts, James, I can’t blow you while you’re wearing them.” She stepped closer, “here let me and she pulled his tank top up over his wide smooth chest and head, running her hands over his chest she pinched his nipple then sucked it. She enjoyed seeing men’s nipples stand up just as they enjoyed seeing a woman’s. Her hands moved down to his slim waist and up to his shoulders and biceps which were huge! “God your arms are big, I’ll bet you’re strong.” She reached for his shorts and untied them and then pulled them down over his erect cock while she went to her knees. “That’s what I want to see, I want to see you the way you can see me.” “Hmm, very impressive!” She took his cock in her hand and stroked it lightly, tickling his balls with her other hand. She then placed her mouth over his incredibly hard cock, thinking, God it feels like iron. She sucked his fat cock in as far as she could but he was very thick so it was hard to get it all down. But as she continued to suck him her jaw loosen up a little more and before long she had her nose on his pubic hair and the head of his cock in her throat. “AAAAGGGGGGGGG, GOD, he groaned.” She smiled to herself and let out a “MMMMMMMMMM” which she knew vibrated a guy’s cock like a vibrator did her clit. She began sucking him quickly to see if he went off too quick, but after about 5 minutes of some of her best sucking, he was still urging her on. Hmm, she thought, perhaps we should switch and try something else, my knees are sore from last night and now this. She raised up off of his cock and sucked his big balls into her mouth and tongued them good. Then she looked up at him and asked, “did you like watching me masturbate?” “Yeah, I did, it was hot, you’re hot.” “Ok, let me see you do it.” “Huh, what?” “Go ahead and jack your cock for me.” He started jacking himself off and Diana reached for her pussy and began to finger herself, playing with her clit and then sticking fingers into her pussy. As her pussy still had the KY in it and that combined with her natural lubricant made her very wet. She suddenly decided that today was James lucky day because a blow job wasn’t all James was going to get this afternoon. “When was the last time you fucked a woman, James?” “Uh, it’s been a while and I have never fucked a woman as hot as you.” Damn the kid knew all the right things to say. “Do you want to fuck me? “Yes, very much!” “Ok, but we can only do it this one time.” “Do you understand?” “Yes.” “Ok, come with me,” and she led him to the bedroom. “What would like to do first?” “I would like to see you doing what you were doing a little while ago.” “Ok, we can do that she said,” retrieving her toys from the sink. Forty minutes later she lay on her back with her feet over James’ shoulders panting as he continued a steady in and out rhythm that was about to cause another orgasm. “Oh God yes, oh fuck, fuck,” she whined for the umpteenth time that afternoon. “OH FUCK!!!!” This time instead of just continuing to fuck her James increased his assault on her very tired cunt and soon joined her in orgasmic delight! “OH AAAAAHHHHHHHHH,” he groaned as he unloaded another load of creamy white cum into her. As her senses began to return, she opened her eyes to leaning over her panting like he had just run for a touchdown! “Wow, that was really fun Mrs. Johnson!” “She had to laugh, yeah, I thought so too but I am not sure I will ever be able to walk again, James.” “God, you are the energizer bunny when it comes to sex.” “Do you always perform like that?” “Sorry if I was a little rough, it has been a while since I had any and I have never had anyone like you before!” “Wow, you’re not only beautiful but you seem to like all positions.” “This made her laugh again, yeah, I guess you could say that, she laughed.” “I hope I didn’t make a fool of myself acting like a horny housewife who never gets any cock!” “Oh no ma’am, anyone who looks like you and likes sex as much as you do, must be getting all she wants, but if you ever need a little more, please feel free to call me!” “James you are certainly one hell of a good lover,” she said as he slid his now slightly wilted cock out of her over flowing cunt. She could feel the flood begin immediately; a flood of warm, sticky, gooey cum seeping out of her cunt and running down her crack, over her asshole and spreading to her ass cheeks, finally, pooling on the comforter. She leaned up and looked at her pussy, “and you sure come a lot she giggled.” “This made him chuckle, sorry about that, like I said it has been a while, I guess it just stored up!” “That’s ok, its just cum and it will come out in the wash!” “Thank you, Ma’am; I think you are probably the best lover in the world.” “You matched me stroke for stroke and were sure willing to do different positions.” “Oh gosh, when you say it like that it sounds terrible, I sound like an dirty old whore!” “Oh no ma’am, you are not terrible, just the opposite!” “You’re beautiful and sexy and wonderful!” I just meant that you seem to like sex as much as guys do and you fuck back like you like sex twice as much as we do. “Ok, I guess you mean it as a complement so I’ll accept it that way.” “I take it most of the women you have sex with are not too much into it?” “No, girls my age just lay back wondering when it will be over or if they do get into it a little, it’s just until they climax and then that’s it; they don’t care that the guy hasn’t come yet, but you want to keep going and going and you even sucked me after I came in you so we could go again!” “Man, your husband is a lucky man.” She smiled at him, “thank you James, and don’t give up on women your age.” “We woman are all wired differently and someday you will find the girl who wants to fuck your brains out and then you can settle down and raise a family.” “Oh, thank ma’am, but I don’t think anyone could do it better than you just did it!” “Ahh, thank you James, that’s sweet. They lay there trying to regain their strength quietly talking about his football career, college and how he wound up being a pool man. He eventually revealed that there were several ladies on his route that like to tease with topless sun bathing and sometimes nude too, but only one who liked to have sex now and again and he sure hoped she would want to again. “Oh, so you have perks so to speak with this job.” “What sort of things do you do with this other woman?” “Oh, just straight sex or oral.” “Nothing like we just did and certainly none of them have let me take them anally.” “Oh, you like anal?” “Uh, I don’t know, I only did it once in college and she cried a lot so we stopped.” “You are pretty big, and if you are not careful that thing could really hurt a girl.” “You probably didn’t give her time to loosen up and you need plenty of lube, especially if she isn’t use to it and doesn’t know how to relax her sphincter.” “Do you do anal?” Diana laughed, so that’s where this is going, she thought. She looked him in the eye. “Do you want to find out?” “Oh, hell yeah, I want to find out.” Ok, she said with a little smile and then she went down on him to see is she could get him up after the marathon fucking she had just received a short while ago, which was really two fuckings or back-to-back fuckings however you want to look at it. Sure enough, he responded. She lubed his cock and her asshole really well and then got up on her knees on the edge of the bed. She spread her legs wide so her butt wouldn’t be too high and told James to positioned himself behind her standing on the floor. With her giving him instructions on how to go slow and allow the lady to become accustom to his cock he successfully got his cock in her without much difficulty. “Ok, now just start out nice and slow to lube everything up good.” “Aaahhh, yeah, there you go, that’s good, she moaned as his long thick cock invaded her ass!” “Oh, fuck yeah, you’re doing very good James!” Once he was completely inside of her and began a long, slow ass fuck that included fucking on her doggy through an orgasm, then face down on the bed where it felt like his big cock was in so deep it was hitting her stomach and finally laying on her back with him fucking her ass from the front and filling it with the last of his young cum as she reached yet another orgasm! Damn he could fuck! Later, she kissed him softly at the back door and reminded him that this wouldn’t be a regular thing, but if he kept her secret there very well may be repeats. “Thank you, ma’am, I sure hope so.” “I better finish up and get going, I am late to my next appointment?” “I hope it’s not the lady who likes sex, you may be tapped out!” She laughed. “No, it’s not, and you're right, I am tapped out" "Thank you again, I really enjoyed today!” As she made her way back to the bedroom, she couldn’t help thinking that when it rains it pours. Just a few months ago she was getting laid by John once or twice a week and on occasions they swapped with some friends. Now she was getting laid more than she had ever been in her life and she was in her forties. In the last 24 hours she had sex with four different men and three of had taken her ass! What a strange, yet wonderful turn of events. She showered and then looked out the window but James was gone. Good, she thought, as much as she was enjoying her new sex life there are limits! She dressed and then looked at the bed, or more specifically at her poor comforter. There were more cum spots and one was so big she was almost embarrassed to take it in to the cleaners but she knew she needed to. She wiped up what she could of the cum off of it and dried it a bit with a hair dryer so it didn’t look like she had just been fucked on it and took it to the cleaners. She couldn’t help smiling all the way home from the cleaners because she doubted, the man at the cleaners bought the story about the cat. The little Asian man just smiled at her and said “we see all the time, we’ll get it all clean, no worry.” He probably sees a lot more comforters with big wet stains than she could imagine she thought. Later that night when she talked to John about the day she just said, “oh, that good-looking young pool man was here today.” “Oh yeah, James, he called on Thursday and said someone was sick and he had to help them but would make up the visit.” “Did he take care of everything or was it just the old dash in and dash out that the last pool guy used to do when he was behind?” “No, he was slow, deliberate and took care of everything quite thoroughly, I think.” “Good.” They chatted a bit and she mentioned that she had to take the comforter to the cleaners and he laughed, “yeah, I’ll bet the little Asian guy is wondering why it’s back so soon?” “Oh, I told him the cat threw up on it but I doubt he believed me she laughed.” Thinking that last night’s cum spot was nothing compared to what she and James made today! As she hung up and got ready for bed, she thought about what she had done over the last two days and wondered if perhaps she had gone too far with regard to her new-found sexual freedom. Specifically, the way she was ready to do it at the drop of a hat, any hat. As she thought about it, she realized she was now the pursuer rather than the one guys pursued, which had always been the case in the past. Traditionally, guys hunt pussy, not the other way around, but she realized that with only the original contact from Mark she was pursuing the guys, or at least making it painfully obvious she wanted them to pursue her for sex. The last thing she wanted was to become a easy slut who would do it anytime a guy unzipped his fly! The following day was Sunday and John came home around 9am and she was in the kitchen making breakfast. “Wow, what’s going on, you’re up early?” “Yeah, got to bed early last night so I thought I would make you breakfast like I used to.” “Great!” During breakfast John sensed that she was bothered by something. Everything all right? he asked. “Uh, oh, I don’t know, just thinking I guess, she replied.” “Seems something is eating at you and if you want to talk about it, I’m all ears.” That obvious, she asked? “Yeah, pretty obvious.” “Ok, I suppose I should because I’m not getting anywhere with just rehashing it in my brain.” “So, my dilemma is whether I am becoming a whore who will do anyone any time they want me to or if I still have sex outside our marriage in the proper perspective!” “Ok, why do you think that may be going too far?” “Because of how quickly I jumped back into bed with Mark, then was completely fine with doing Bran and now Tony, and then just doing all there just because they were horny.” “Ok, I know you had sex the other night but I don’t know the details and I sense that it is the details that have you wondering, right?” “Yes, ok, let me back up and be completely honest.” “Friday night wasn’t the first time I did it with Tony.” “I let him take me, or rather I ordered him to take me in the storeroom one day last week when I caught him and Debby doing it and then after I sucked him, I told him to fuck me.” “Then Friday, I was trying to seduce Brad and then come home and have you do me too.” “But it turned into a mini orgy and I let them do anything they wanted to me.” “What do you mean, anything they wanted to do?” “Oh, nothing really kinky or hurtful, but I let them fuck me as much as they wanted to.” “I let the them face fuck me, fuck me in the ass, hell I may have stood on my head and let them fuck me, and then I came home and begged you to do me too.” “And what’s bothering me is that I LOVE IT!” “I loved every minute of it, every cock, every thrust and especially every time they came in or on me.” “In fact, each time they did it only made me want to do it more!” “And not just last Friday, I loved them doing me, you doing me, me eating Debby in the storeroom after Tony took me.” “I love fucking Mark in the motel, in his office, anywhere.” “And, then yesterday I was masturbating while thinking about Friday night and I made too much noise and the pool guy was here and he heard me and came to check and saw me through the window and I ended up fucking and sucking him until he was drained of cum.” “I even let him take my ass after fucking me senseless!” “And I loved that too! I came twice while he did my ass and I don’t know how many times when he was in my pussy!” “It’s like I can’t say no, or control myself.” “What do you think, do you think I have become a whore?” “Because you called me one the other night.” “Oh, did I?” “Yes, you did, did you mean it in a negative way?” “Oh no, of course not and if I offended you I am truly sorry.” “I was just caught up in the nastiness of you doing three men and then coming home to me oozing cum and us doing it and both of us enjoying it!” “But I don’t think you are a whore or that you would do it with just anyone you meet.” “You don’t think I have gone a little crazy lately?” “I don’t know about crazy, but you certainly have released your inter slut.” “But you are not trading sex for money or a job or jewelry or anything other than pleasure.” “I would say you are enjoying a rather robust sex life right now.” “You said you love the sex you are you having, right, and you are orgasming more than ever, correct?” She blushed slightly, which she normally didn’t do. “Yes, to both, and I guess that is what is worrying me.” “What if I’m addicted to sex?” “I don’t think you’re addicted to sex, necessarily, but you are sure fonder of it than you have ever been, but you also said you read about a woman hitting her sexual peak in her late thirties or early forties.” “I guess this is just you in high gear, but if this opportunity hadn’t offered itself, I don’t think you would be acting this way.” “It appears that stars were aligned and you found both men and opportunity to do what you’re doing.” “Do you think the guys look at me as easy?” “I’m sure they do, because you are pretty easy.” “So, if you’re guilty of anything its being an easy piece of ass.” “Now that may sound bad because you were brought up not to be one of “those girls” that are easy, but those girls had a hell of a lot more fun in the sex department than you and the other good girls had in high school and after.” “She laughed, yeah, just how many bad girls did you know in high school?” “None, unfortunately, or rather one, but seriously, if you think they are taking you for granted than just say no one time and set them straight.” “But if you are pursuing sex then and they are falling for into your traps, then they are the easy piece of cock – man sluts!” John laughed. She laughed too, “ok, as long as you don’t think I am risking our marriage, then I guess I’m ok; thanks for talking that though and you’re ok with me doing the pool man?” “Well, it’s done now, so I guess so; after all I have seen the way you drool when you watch him work.” She blushed a little again. “Yeah, he has great big muscles and not just in his arms and chest and they are really hard, too, all of them!” “I think he is going to be back looking for a little more in the not-too-distant future.” “I told him it was a one-time thing but I doubt he got the message and I doubt he is getting much, judging by the way he came and what he told me.” “What did he tell you?” “Oh, just that girls his age don’t much like sex and there is only one MILF on his route that lets him do her now and then but it is just straight missionary sex.” “But I do it all!” Doggy, me on top, 69, I even let him take my ass and he said that was his first real anal!” “So, I suppose you’re going to corrupt this poor man before he is old enough to vote.” Oh, stop, he is in 24 or 25 and I think he gets a little more than he says, he just has a big cock and a big appetite for sex and probably wants it every day. But now that we are talking about it, do you mind if I do him again? “No, but just keep it sane and not too often, I wouldn’t want him cleaning the pool every day and if he does become a regular see if we can get a discount! John laughed. “She looked at him, but then I would be trading sex for something, wouldn’t that make me a whore?” “Yeah, but I would be your pimp and I always wanted to be a pimp and run a stable of women!” “She laughed, yeah, like you could handle more than one of me!” He took her in his arms and kissed her, and she melted! “I love you, she whispered in his ear, now come with me, while we discus how much I should charge.” She led him down the hall!

MENTORING BRANDON By Bob Chapter 8: Did it Really Happen? I remember dreaming about what had happened all day. I was hurt, my roommates came out to me as to their love for each other and I had my first experience with a man inside me. It was a very interesting day. I knew that the days to follow could never measure up to what this day had brought to my life. There was a knock at the door. Not just a knock, but a banging that startled both Brandon and I out of a very deep sleep. We both jerked up in bed and looked at each other!! "Bob!! Brandon!!," we both heard. "I need to talk to you." Brandon got up and went to the door. As he opened it, Jon, Tom's brother, was standing there. He looked a little weird from where I lay in bed. As he entered the room, he looked around and I'm sure that he noticed that only one bed was being used. The look on his face showed even more confusion. "What is going on here!" he shouted. "First, I can't get into the room because the deadbolt is on and no one is answering the door. Do you know what is going on?" "Jon, I have no idea," I answered. "We all went out and turned in early. I'm not there so I don't know anything about the deadbolt." "I'm sorry, just very pissed," Jon said. "And a little drunk, I have to say." "Yea, could tell that," Brandon interjected. "And I have a question, guys. Are you sleeping on the floor, Brandon, or you guys sleeping together?" "Does it really matter to you!" Brandon said with disgust. "And besides, it's NONE of your business." "Hey, no problem with me," he said with a grin on his face that told me he knew more than we thought. "Been there, done that!" "So, what can we do for you?" Brandon asked, obviously not being very nice to Jon. "Can I crash here?" he asked. "Or, can you get me into the other room?" Brandon gave me a very stern look. I knew what that meant for sure and I wasn't about to offer Jon the opportunity to stay in the room, even though I had no problem with him there. He was an okay guy, from everything I could determine in the time I'd known him. Plus, he was cute! And, for a split second I felt that he was interested in more than sleeping. Did I really think that? Did I really think he was cute and was interested in sex? Here I was with my love and I was thinking about this cute 20-year-old wanting to stay with us for possible sex. I felt very sleazy at that moment and couldn't believe what was going through my mind. "I'll run over and see what's going on, Jon. Come on!" I said as I made my way to the door. I was sitting on the bed, putting on my underwear to see if I could get him into the room. As I was pulling them up, I stood up and noticed him looking at my crotch. It wasn't a glance, but a stare. Fortunately I wasn't hard. As we got to the room, I started to put my key into the door as it opened. Dave was standing there half-awake. "Damn, Jon, I'm sorry," he said apologetically. "Force of habit." "It's alright, Dave," Jon said. "I had a bit too much to drink and I guess I got pissed. Knew that Bob was in with Brandon and thought I could crash there since I couldn't get in." "Tom was walking toward the door by this time. He saw his brother and told him to get in so they could all get some sleep. I turned to get back to Brandon's room and Tom followed me. "Thanks for tonight," he said as he put his arm around my shoulder. "Dave and I needed some time together. Where did you guys go for all that time?" "We hit the Park and Brandon showed me this great romantic place." "Ah, he took you to the grass nook on the far side of the pond?" Tom asked. "Yep. It was really a neat place." "Oh, I know," Tom said with a shit-eating grin. "Dave and I showed him that place last year. We spent a lot of time there together, all of us." "All of you?" I questioned. "Yes all three of us. We just enjoyed going there to get away from all the idiots last spring and took Brandon with us," Tom continued. "Brandon spent a lot of time with us last year. Keith was having problems with his folks and was a real bitch. Brandon didn't want to spend any time with him. They were assigned as roommates and Brandon was never very comfortable with Keith. You didn't know him well, did you?" "No, I didn't know him at all, to be honest," I replied. "From what I could tell, he was very quiet and wasn't very friendly to me. But, on the same hand, either was Brandon," I finished with a smile and a wipe of my brow to show him that I was glad that that had changed. "Well, Keith hates fags, and Brandon wasn't about to become friendly with him. It's a long story how we all got together and something I think Brandon should tell you," Tom said as he began to head back to our room. He turned just before going into the door. "Thanks again, Bob. You guys are great friends." I opened the door to Brandon's room and walked int. As I closed it behind me, I noticed the desk lamp on next to the bed. There was Brandon. Totally nude and spread-eagled on the bed, I didn't have to be a rocket scientist to know what was on his mind. Of course, I was the type of person that never wanted a good friend of mine to be disappointed, so as I made my way to the bed, I shed my underwear and jumped on top of him. As I landed, our mouths met. Our cocks, both hard by now, were pressed against each other. Our hips, instinctively, were moving to put pressure on both of them. Our kissed were much more passionate than earlier, as I knew we were both into a lustful mood. Even though we had made love only a couple hours before, we each knew that we wanted another session to please each other. Although I was heavier and bigger than Brandon, he was very strong. He pushed me up after a minute of deep kisses. He scooted down a bit on the bed and thrust his hips up. This motion made me move up and I wound up straddling his hips, with his hard cock behind me. He kept thrusting his hips until I was straddling his chest. My cock, directly in front of his mouth, felt a slight lick on the underside of the head. The feeling that resulted moved through the synapses of my body to my brain. It was so delightful and I knew where I wanted my cock at that very moment. Brandon also knew what I needed. He continued to roll his tongue around the head of my cock and finally clasped his lips around it. My hips began to help him take my cock in and out of his mouth. I felt myself deep in his throat. He was taking me deeper and deeper with each thrust. I took my right hand and spit into it. I reached around my back and took hold of Brandon's hard cock. He gasped as I grabbed the head with the moist hand. As I thrust, his hips moved up and down, helping my hand to stimulate him very quickly. I could feel my cock reach the back of Brandon's throat and he seemed to want more and more of it. My hand moved quickly up and down his cock without me moving in the least. His movements were doing it all. As caught up as I was in the feeling of his mouth on my cock, I could feel the blood of his engorge him more than ever before. I could sense his balls tightening and the semen rising up the shaft of his cock as mine was rushing to the pinnacle of orgasm. At that very moment, Brandon and I were a fine-tuned couple totally enthralled with each other. I wanted to unload into him because HE wanted that and I knew that he was aware of the fact that I wanted him to shoot his load in my hand because it was ME that wanted that to happen. Brandon was a giver as was I. The only thing that mattered to either of us at that moment was that the other enjoy the sexual pleasures the other was providing. Suddenly, I could no longer hold my load. I began to move my hips faster and faster. Without a word having to be spoken, I could feel Brandon doing the same, thrusting his 7" cock in and out of my hand. What, was lubricated by my saliva, a few moments previously, was now assisted by the pre-cum oozing out of the head of Brandon's penis. We were both so very close to orgasm, but I believe neither of us wanted this to end. Simultaneously, we were trying to hold back the explosion, we both knew was undeniable. My senses were beyond what they had ever been in my life. I let out a moan as I felt my first spurt hit the back of Brandon's throat. At the same time, I felt his cock tighten and the first explosion land between my shoulder blades. I continued to fuck his mouth till I was totally drained and kept my hand moving on his at the same time. I wanted to take every drop of sperm from him and give him all of mine. The orgasm for each of us lasted longer than I think either of us had ever experienced. It felt as if I kept cumming and cumming for more than a minute. Also, I sensed that he was cumming more than I had ever taken from him in the last few days. I collapsed on top of Brandon with my cock still deep in his mouth. As I fell forward, I released Brandon's dick and caught myself from smothering him completely. He kept working the head of my cock in his mouth. I was always very sensitive and didn't like my cock touched after I came, but this was heaven. Actually, by him keeping my cock in his mouth and continuing to suck didn't allow it to return to a flaccid state at all. To the contrary, he not only kept me hard, but also made me even harder. I couldn't believe that it was happening, but it was a delight. Brandon, without releasing my penis, rolled me onto my back. His hand began to play with my balls as his head bobbed up and down the shaft of my cock. I could feel the blood rushing back into the shaft, producing a hard mound of flesh, which was being sucked, continually, by my lover. I decided to succumb to him and allow him to take control. And, that he did. I could feel his other hand slowly reach toward my manhole. He began to massage my hole and inserted one finger as he maintained contact with my cock. I had never before had anything within me, with the exception of becoming united with Brandon earlier that day. It was a very unusual, but extremely pleasant feeling. I heard Brandon mutter something, which I realized later was to just lay back and relax. However, at that precise moment, I was oblivious to anything else except what he was doing to please me. I could feel him massaging my prostate. Of course, at that time in my life I had no idea what that was, but remembering the experience, I now know that is what was happening. I could feel my balls tighten again and ready to explode. His mouth was furiously moving up and down the shaft of my cock, as his finger was rapidly inserting/exerting from my manhole. It was driving me out of my mind with pleasure and I didn't want it ever to end. But like all good things, it had to end. And, oh, how it ended. I began to ejaculate like I had never cum before. It seemed like hours that I released every cell that my testicles produced in my life. My mind was reeling with many thoughts. First and foremost was how Brandon was making me feel. I never thought I could feel so much pleasure given to me by another man, but I was wrong. My experiences had been quick and unemotional. The best feeling was the orgasm that I had gotten through past encounters. But this, well, the orgasm was secondary here with Brandon. The love and caring that he was showing me filled my entire being to heighten the sexual pleasure I was receiving. My second thought coincided with the first. I loved the man that I was with. I truly LOVED him. I had never before thought about true love, but at that precise moment, it was the one thought that pervaded my mind. Oh, the sex was great, but the feeling of love that Brandon was expressing to me and the reciprocal love that I felt was apparent to Brandon, too, I believed. As the last spurt was released from the head of my cock, I could hear the heavy breathing from Brandon. He was swallowing and gasping at the same time, but it wasn't a sound of concern, but more of contentment. I finally opened my eyes, as they had been shut just to enjoy the gratification that Brandon was giving me. The first thing that I saw was Brandon looking deep into my eyes. I placed my hands on each side of his head and lead him up to me. We kissed and he shared what he drank from my loins with me. It wasn't the first time I had tasted my sperm, but it was the first time I tasted it as my lover gave it back to me. We lay in each other's arms for a short time. His heartbeat and mine pounded against each other. The beat was in sync, as we both were becoming part of each other in many ways. Our thoughts and feelings were as one as when we were part of each other. It was an amazing feeling to be with Brandon and I didn't know what I had done prior to meeting him. Suddenly, both of us shot up. I had heard a sound by the door as had Brandon. It was dark in the room, and our eyes weren't quite focused enough to really see what or who was there. But there was a figure by the door and we both jumped out of bed and tried to turn on the desk light at the same time. When the light came on, there, by the door was Jon. He was standing naked with his cock in his hand, stroking feverishly. Brandon and I looked at each other with first, fear, and then disgust. Neither of us could believe what we were witnessing. "What the hell are you doing!!" Brandon yelled. "Just finishing what you two started me doing," Jon said with a smile on his face, still standing there stroking his cock as if he hadn't been caught in the act. "Man, Jon, you pervert," Brandon continued. "And why the hell are you in the room?" "I left my car keys here and came back for them. Little did I know that you two would put on one hell of a show." "You can stop what you're doing," I finally spoke. "Hey guys, it's cool, don't worry," Jon added. "I sorta figured that you two were makin it together when I saw only one bed for sleeping. And, it was really hot watching you two." Jon continued to jack-off as if we weren't watching. To be honest, I was actually a bit transfixed on his masturbation and the laisez faire attitude he was exhibiting. "Why don't you stop that," Brandon yelled at Jon. "We don't need to see that, jeez!" But Jon was totally out of it by this time. His stroking became more pronounced and his breathing more intense. He was completing what he started when he walked in for his keys. He saw us, I was sure, during most of the activity that Brandon and I were involved in earlier. I knew it was a matter of time before he came all over the floor. Brandon threw up his arms in disgust and walked back to the bed, lying on his stomach with his face in the pillow. I, on the other hand, was riveted watching his hand slide up and down his dick. He wasn't as big as Tom. Actually, he had a very small penis, but was engrossed in his own self-stimulation. The light was dim, but I could see the pre-cum oozing out of the head. It was fascinating to me at that moment. I don't know or remember why, but I was getting excited again. There I was, totally naked myself, and felt my cock rise. Brandon raised his head and noticed my situation and slid off of the bed. He came over and wrapped his arms around me. I could tell by the poke that I received that Brandon, too, was again hard. He wrapped his hand around my hard cock and started playing with me. At the same time, his hard cock found its way to the crack of my ass and was rubbing up and down the entire length. Jon was watching and stroking even harder. "Let's do it," Brandon whispered into my ear. I shook my head and began to walk toward Jon with Brandon still clinging very close to me. If anyone was watching, I'm sure they would have thought that two penguins were walking around the room the way we were moving. We got to Jon and Brandon released my cock and moved to the other side of him. We both knelt down and began to kiss. The one difference with this kiss than from any others we had shared was the fact that we had Jon's cock between us. We both extended our tongues around the shaft. At the same time, we contacted each other's tongues and a shock of electricity ran through me. I had cum for the second time in 30 minutes just a short while ago, but I was hard and horny again. And from the feel of Brandon's cock touching mine, he was in the same situation. I began to lick the length of Jon's cock as Brandon was sucking on his balls. He had both of them in his mouth as I was sliding my mouth up and down Jon's erect penis. I could see as I looked up that Jon was enjoying every second of what we were providing to him. His head was back, his eyes were shut and the look on his face let me know that he wasn't upset with what was happening. Brandon and my eyes met and instinctively we knew that it was time to trade places on this organ we were sharing. He began to lick up the shaft as I went down. Our tongues met halfway and we kissed. By this time, we also had hold of each other's dick and were stroking slowly. I could tell his excitement by the oozing of pre-cum flowing from the head of his cock. I also knew that I was moist by the slippery feeling that I had from him moving his hand slowly along the shaft and up above the head of my cock. I took one testicle into my mouth as Brandon was flipping his tongue around the head of Jon's cock. I could feel his balls raising in the scrotum which was a definite indication that he was very close to shooting his load. I could feel Brandon's breath on my cheek as I took the second testicle in my mouth and began to roll them around. "I'm….I'm….," we both heard coming from Jon's mouth. As he said that, we both realized what was soon about to happen. I released Jon's balls and made my way up the shaft to the head of his cock. When I got there, it happened. Jon shot a spurt so far, it hit the opposite wall. At the same time, Brandon and I were lapping up the cum that was being released. We were sharing Jon's load, kissing and licking as feverishly as possible. I could taste Jon's sperm and the flavor of Brandon's mouth at the same time. Jon's cock was softening as Brandon and I could feel each other's building to climax. It was very exciting, to the point that both Brandon and I shot a load on each other almost at the same time as Jon was completing his orgasm. With only the lamp near the bed on, we all could see the pleasure in each other's expression. Brandon and I had shared another "first" with each other. A three-some wasn't anything that we had planned, but just happened. And, it happened with my best friend's brother. Without a word, Jon pulled up his underwear, turned and left the room. At that precise moment, I woke up. I was in bed with my lover in my arms. It was morning as I could see the light shining through the window. I looked around the room to the corner by the door. I slowly took my arm from around Brandon and walked over to the door. I looked on the wall that Jon had released his cum on the night before. There was no stain. As I began to wake up, I realized that I had dreamed the encounter that I really felt Brandon and I shared the night before. I unconsciously dreamed about a 3-way with Jon. Was this something I wanted or just a fantasy. I debated in my mind whether or not to talk to Brandon about it, but I realized that he might think that I wanted someone other than him. That, was the farthest thing from my mind. He pleased me, made me complete. Brandon began to stir, so I knew that he was waking up. I wanted to be the fist sight that he saw as he opened his eyes. I rushed back over, leaned over him and gave him a kiss. He looked into my eyes, raised his head and pulled me back to his mouth. He kissed me, said good morning, and began to get up out of bed. "Ok, what is it?" he asked. "What do you mean, Bran?" "The look in your eyes, you look guilty," he said with a giggle. "Oh, nothing. Just thinking. Hey, we better get to the showers and get ready for class. It's late, you sleepy-head." We rushed to the showers. When we got into the drying room, I saw that Jon was showering. Brandon walked in and said hello to him. I followed. I didn't' say a word to Jon at all. In my mind I was suddenly reliving what I thought had happened the evening prior. I scanned his body and my eyes made there way to his crotch. He was semi-hard and I gasped. I saw his cock and again began to wonder if what was going through my mind had happened. If I had dreamed the occurrence that I remembered than why was the cock I was looking at so very familiar. I had never before seen Jon naked, but the cock I remembered sucking was the one that I was staring at, at that precise moment. Suddenly, I was remorseful. Brandon was looking at me very weird at the moment with a look of concern on his face. "Nothing Brandon. Nothing," I said. He smiled. We finished and went back to our room. We rushed to breakfast and went through our day as usual. I kept thinking about the dream I had and wondered what was wrong with me. Wasn't I satisfied with Brandon? Didn't he give me what I was looking for? Did I just want the sex or did I truly love Brandon, more than anything else? As I went to the locker room my mind was still pondering all the thoughts I had the entire day. I didn't know what went on in classes all day because of the thought running through my head. When I turned the corner to my locker, there was Brandon. In his hands was single red rose. He was placing it in my locker. I melted, right then and there. I knew the answers that second to all my questioning I had contemplated all day. Here, before me was the man I loved, totally and completely. "So you're becoming a florist now?" I quipped. "Typical faggot!" We both laughed and he hugged me. Neither he, nor I, was worried about the other guys seeing this at all. All we both knew was that we were meant for each other and wanted to spend our time together. We wanted, not only the love, but the friendship and joy we shared when we were together. I stepped back a bit and kissed him. Not a little kiss, but a passionate kiss to show him how I felt. "Ah hem," we both heard. As we turned, Dave was standing at the end of the lockers. "I don't think that is something that should be done in a locker room," he said. The smile on his face let us both know that he was halfway teasing. "I think that would be bad for motivating the guys for the Oskie game if our linebackers were making out before the game." We broke our embrace and hung our heads in shame --- kiddingly of course. We were still holding hands as Coach Kistner walked by. He looked over, undoubtedly noticing Brandon and I holding hands, and asked me how I was feeling. We let go of each other and I told him fine and that I was ready for the game. Something had changed from what I could tell, by the way he was looking at us. But, he told us to get dressed, no pads, and get onto the field. Practice went very well. Brandon was learning, well had learned, the system and was in all the right places in our dummy scrimmage. Tom made the calls that coach signaled to him and didn't have to explain any of the formations to Brandon at all. He was truly part of this team and would help us win the Oskie game I remember thinking. After practice, we all went to the pep-rally that was traditional before this big game. As Brandon and Jerry were introduced, the sophomore class went crazy. Not many sophomores played on the varsity team in the history of the school, so this was a big thing for the class. Of course, I knew that one of them would make a difference, and I was sure that Wesely would help on the line. That night was a very calm night. Both Brandon and I were dead tired and we knew that we needed our sleep. As it was time for bed, Brandon questioned to me about sex before a game. He wondered if it was true that having sex prior to an athletic contest took away the desire to play. I laughed. I knew that the myth was what coaches used to keep their players in on a night before a game, but shook my head yes. We lay down and made out that night, and that was it. Both of us were spent from the evening prior and knew we had to get up early to get ready for the game. Just lying there with Brandon in my arms was sufficient to make me relaxed and excited. As he fell asleep in my arms, my mind again wandered to the dream I had the night before. I wondered what Brandon's reaction would be if the situation actually presented itself to us. I knew that having sex, with Brandon and another man intrigued me. Not that I didn't love him and want him all to myself, but what I had dreamt was very exciting to me. Not because it was sex with Jon, but because of the feeling I had watching Brandon work on Jon's cock. There I went again, thinking that it had really happened. As I fell asleep, I was convincing myself to dream of Brandon and Brandon only. NEXT: The Game is Over – Chapter 9

Mother’s Day Surprise by Phyl, Penney with Roger Boyfriend was gone for two weeks and step-children visiting their mom, including this special day: Mother’s Day. I was feeling lonely for him or for someone or for…(fill in the blanks because you know what some of us girls need for Mother’s Day. ) A special hug, a special feel, and just thinking about what I was missing was arousing me. We had a great sex life and I was missing him. I went to my veranda and looked in the yard. Several hawks were soaring in the warm air. It was a quiet afternoon and I had been thinking about ‘things’ all day long. I was in my house dress…and nothing else, except a red hair ribbon. I loved the feelings of nakedness, openness, being ready for spontaneous coupling kinds of sexual “things.” I sat on the swing and began rocking, a gentle, slow back and forth: thinking of our recent vacation South of the Border, what fun we had, and the fun in particular that I had had up on that stage in the “membership only” forbidden café lounge, under the floodlights, with all those fucking couples in the audience (couples who were in some stage of fucking) watching me…which is as I say, fucking couples, which is what some of them were doing watching me having sex with the delicious animals. God did those beasts fuck me to some other place that evening! They fucked me until I was CUMpletely finished. My boyfriend and I had wanted sexual entertainment and we were desperate to see uninhibited, wild, bodies—hot, deep fucking…unrestrained, CUMplete, CUMING.. We had found this special cabaret and once inside had entered the secret room behind the dark curtain reserved for special guests. We watched the sexy entertainment. I was turned on by the show (and boyfriend’s finger-fucking during the animal act) and I was persuaded to go on stage and participate.. The women attending me were a big help, boyfriend taking my hand at first, leading me to the stage, approvingly disrobing me, helping me lie prone, completely naked on a low bench, legs splayed, cunt presented, whispering how pretty I was. The women could see my hesitation but also the lustful longing in my eyes, my dripping and pulsing cunt. While in the audience boyfriend had already fingered me to a white heat. The women were reassuring and ushered to me their parade of animals. First was that handsome shepherd dog who was well-trained that left me panting but wanting. Then, seeing I was still ready for more, the women presented the small donkey with the huge dangling cock, also well-trained to finish me off. There was an audible gasp from the audience when the donkey appeared. I breathed deeply when I saw the long cock. I wondered where he had been taught how to fuck a prone woman but I had no time to think about things only to enjoy being filled and fucked. The women held me, smoothed my back, the cock inserted then pushing deep. I arched and flexed and the fucking began. My cunt stretched in pleasure. A spasm of cock massaging all of me. I was a creature possessed by lust. There must have been 10 other couples, my boyfriend still holding my hand, most of them in stages of cuming and orgasm, the audience in one massive collection of whispers and sighs at what they witnessed, while I was still aching for more thrusting and groaning, having violently cum on the donkey’s thick cock and my body writhing repeatedly as it fucked me to my depths and in plain view. The donkey, the woman, the cock and cunt, the jointure, male and female grunts and cries…we were copulating beasts in a forest of lust. Finally I had laid there gasping for breath in a state of exhaustion, yet, curiously, in my mind, I wasn’t sure where I had been but aching for more…to go to that place again…my dreamlike state. But I was on the swing now, thinking of those things, my hand down the front of my dress, lifting it up. The air was warm but it was cool on me at my waist only arousing me more and I ran my hands up my thighs to my wet cunt. I fingered and flexed and was building, my mind on that dirty delightful donkey. I had reached down during the act to feel his moving donkey cock pushing into my body. I shivered on the swing as the first waves splashed up my legs. Now both hands were on myself. I needed a cock and cocking and fucking but I was alone on this special day. Just then the doorbell rang, breaking the spell. Damn! Pushing down my dress, hands on my face to cool my emotions, I went to the door. It was the FedEx man with a package. I invited him inside while I opened it. My guy had not forgotten Mother’s Day, even though his children were my stepchildren, I celebrated, and I opened the package with the handsome, tall FedEx man watching. “You have a nice place,” he said. “Thanks.” and unwrapped the box he had brought. “OMFG!” (Oh My Fucking God) I exclaimed. It was a very personal gift: A bottle of wine, a sexy Victoria Secrets nighty and…in front of the delivery man…I removed a Dildo that was super sized in the shape of a donkey’s cock…what are they thinking of these days?…and the delivery man watching all this, too. I was blushing and hot again looking at it in the presence of this hunk. Talk about embarrassed. “This is my last delivery,” the FedEx man said. I had already gotten myself started on the swing and here was this fine-looking male of the species next to me. His presence wasn’t cooling me down any! “I have a boyfriend,” I said, “the package was from him.” “I would think so,” he said pointing at the things in the box. I already was in such a state of embarrassment and arousal at this point I wasn’t thinking. He boldly opened the wine, it was a screw top, how convenient, and we were soon sitting on the swing looking out at the view in my backyard. The wine didn’t add to my sense of decorum, nor did his arm around my shoulders, nor his toasting us to the day, not to mention his lips on mine or his hand up my dress. He paused when he touched my bare wet cunt and his fingers easily entered, beginning to stroke its length and depth. I took his wine glass, putting it next to mine on the table. We were all over each other now, the swing in full sway. He lifted me down on the rug, was between my legs, his pants at his ankles. My eyes were closed, my body in anticipation…I felt under his shirt and then down his hips…his cock was hot, almost donkey size (thank you God) and was stiff and flexing and I was ready. I imagined that audience…me spread open, body and cunt aflame…the onlookers whispering at the sight of my nakedness…my readiness…anticipation… He started kissing me again, both our tongues at work. I felt guilty now, but only a little. I was guilty and stimulated and would have a new erotic story to tell when boyfriend returned. Those stories meant hot sex! It was too late for guilt anyway. My body had taken charge of things and I was lifting my cunt to feel his “donkey” cock, teasing, provoking it against my cunt lips. I took hold of him and played it against me, stroking my clit, I was losing my breath, he was kissing my ear, licking inside, breathing and whispering dirty words. I shivered and imagined myself impaled on stage again in that sea of fucking. I lifted again, poised and ready and his hips flexed, his hands on my legs, pushing them wide and against my chest. I was so wide open, vulnerable, the air cooling and then he entered me, pausing inside…I squeezed on his cock, arms clutching him. “Yes,” I grunted and breathed, “Do it!…fuck me deep you animal…!” which he did, our wet pubic hairs pressing against each other as every part of him was in me now, this “animal” was fucking me hard, thrusting deep, my cunt, his cock in rhythm, milking my loins… he was very bad, holding me, fucking me in earnest, whispering with every thrust feeling in my throat, I heard our sucking and fucking sounds, like the shepherd dog and, yes! Like the donkey…they were in my mind; and this beast was in my body NOW! “Unh!...UNH!” We were grunting sexing creatures, our heat boiling over us.. He was holding my hands back, fucking, FUCKING,and I started to shake as he pounded and pounded some more, our bodies joining, our flesh on flesh. My tongue was thick, I opened my legs as widely as I could and then I grabbed him at his waist, pulling him into my body…then, one of my favorites when my orgasm began…(how did he know?) his finger slipped inside my ass and he and I came together and shivered and shook and made noises. We relaxed on the swing, sipping the last of the wine. I came back down, squeezing his soft dick. “Thank you,” I said and then thinking back to the door bell. Thinking: ’There was no delivery truck outside, only a nice car. “Don’t you have a delivery truck?” I asked. He started chuckling then leaned in to kiss me. “Well?” I asked. “I didn’t need one,” he said. “Why not?” I asked. He whispered: “Because I was part of your Mother’s Day gift. I just wasn’t the part of it that was wrapped!” I hugged him, thought of my very naughty and thoughtful boyfriend. I would get even, if I could figure a way!! In the meantime I was grateful he hadn’t forgotten our special day. Not forgotten it at all! “Maybe we can try out that donkey dildo later on,” he said. I hugged him and knew we would. Boyfriend wouldn’t return for several days. One more “thank you God!” The finger in my ass as I was climaxing, the donkey-sized dildo, my sexuality and nakedness, and certainly my aching readiness, willingness…the ”FedEx” guy had been fully briefed! And I’d been fully fucked.

I've been a bit of a tweaker for about 10 years now. I guess you could say I'm a functioning user who doesn't get all spacey and "out there" in orbit. But that doesn't mean that I don't get freaky and nasty! It all depends on what's going on. But this story starts 7 years ago. My girlfriend and I were living in a double-wide trailer then and her teenage son who was in high school. Now since she and I been going out I'd like to check out her son Kyle when he'd be in a t-shirt and briefs, checking out his small ass cheeks and wondering how good my cock would feel between them. Sure, the crys helped that, but it works for me. In fact, I'd always had a thing for these twinkies with their slender frame and smooth skin and being smaller than me. So like I said, 7 years ago is when I went for it. It was summer and Kyle was out of school for three months. Oh and keep in mind that I would make my cash slingin' locally and fixing people's cars in my driveway. So one morning my girlfriend went to work all day at the restaurant and it was me and Kyle in the living room. I was in my briefs and a wife beater and Kyle was in his sweatpants. Now he wasn't stupid and had seen me and his mom getting high before. So, I took out my pipe and lit up a bowl. Kyle was watching the TV but watching me smoke at the same time. So, after a while I looked at him and asked if he wanted to try it. Funny, the boy was all for it and so I showed him how and he got a real good hit. We talked for a bit and Kyle was getting amped because he was going on and on about things with music and stuff and his friends. So I smoked more and offered him another hit. He went to the bathroom, which was a good chance for me to hit play on the remote for the VCR and on came my porn vid I bought a couple days before. Kyle came back out and saw me with my hand squeezing my dick and balls and I pretended I made a mistake like I was going to shut it off, but Kyle was staring at the screen seeming to like what he saw. He sat down and I didn't say anything for a couple minutes and let him watch. Then I asked him how he liked it and he was like "wow". I asked if he liked seeing that guy's cock go into the slut's ass and he nodded and stared at me with wide tweaky eyes. So I pulled out my cock and said he could touch it if he wanted. He looked at me and then down at my cock with the band of my briefs under my nuts and so I took his hand and placed it around my dick and maneuvered his hand up and down the shaft. He stared doing it on his own and so I sat back and let him stroke me. After a bit of that, we smoked another bowl and I had him stand up and I pulled down his sweatpants and breifs and bent him over the sofa. I looked down at h is sweet ass cheeks and started feeling them in my hand. My cock was so hard at this point. So I said to him "now I'm gonna fuck you like that girl is getting fucked on the TV and asked if he wanted that. He said "yeah" and so I bent down far enough on my knees and pulled open his pretty ass cheeks and dug my tongue into his hot hole, squirming it around and getting off on his moaining and the clenching his hole was making. I reached under the sofa where I kept a jar of Vaseline and opened the container and stroked some onto my throbbing prick. Then I pushed down on his back to hold him in place and began pushing my hard dick into his tight rectum. He yelled and squirmed under me and I put my hand over his mouth, talking in his hear telling him to relax and that he'd get used to it. Meanwhile, I'm pushing and pushing my dick into his tight virgin fuckhole, having to use a bit of force to gain entry. Once I was inside of him, I held still and let my dick twitch in him. I knew I wouldn't last from how tight he was. I asked him if he liked being a whore like on the video. Between gasps catching his breath from my cock penetrating him, he let out an "uh-huh" and nodded. I told him his mom didn't let me fuck her in the ass, but that I needed him to take it up his ass whenever we were alone. I asked him if he wanted that and he said "yyyeesss" and so at that point I made a few good, firm thrusts into his violated anus and let out a yell as my dick spasmed and twitched and I emptied every drop of jizz inside of him. For the longest time, my girlfriend didn't know her son was tweakin until one day when she saw him in his room jerking off like no tomorrow. She was pissed for about a minute until I took her in the bedroom and got her tweaked herself. She told me not to give him too much and said she knew he would eventually. Only thing she didn't know was that every day so far in the summer, after she went to work, I'd get Kyle high ask a kite and then find new ways to stick my cock in his ass. I got him to start talking dirty like a slut to me and that really got my rocks off. The next month in July, one of the guys who comes over to get a little sump'm sump'm hung out for a while and we got nice and tweaked and I knew he was bi-sexual, so I let him in on what Kyle and I were doing. Well shit, he fucking loved that one and asked if I tough Kyle would let him. So I called Kyle from his room and asked if he'd mind if James had a little fun with him. Kyle shrugged and said "cool". So I got to watch as James sat back and Kyle sucked on his cock and then James got Kyle onto his lap, straddling him after he had Kyle strip naked and then seated the boy right down on his hard prick. James started thrusting hard up into him and then thrust his head back and clenched his jaw as his cock pumped hot cum into the boy's fucked asshole. It wasn't the only time James got to fuck around with Kyle. He'd intentionally hang out for a while when he came over until he got to have a fuck. Kyle would suck one of our cocks while the other fucked him and he was becoming such a good little whore. Well fuck, I'm going to continue this later, my fingers are numb from typing my ass off here! Later.

Hello everyone. This is my first submission here of what may be many more to come. My name is Lexa, I was 19 and in my second year of college when this story took place. I am 5’5” 34C-25-36 and 115lbs. I have long dirty blonde hair and probably a medium C cup. I started my sexual exploration at a young age with my cousin Renee but that is another story. Since then, I have experienced many things and I love to try out new things. I am a very sexual girl and have been told I may have hyper sexuality disorder or nymphomania, as it is known in females. I think I’ll start this off telling you about the night I got a little more than I bargained for. As a young college girl, I have two best friends who just happen to be kind of like girlfriends as well. We have been sexually active with one another and frequently rely on each other for grooming needs in areas we simply cannot reach. Except for Charlotte, who is very flexible and is on the school gymnastics team. She needs no grooming help. I run every day and have been climbing more since our school just finished the climbing gym back in the summer. Robin on the other hand, is a bitch who needs no exercise and still looks amazing. If it is raining and she has to run to her car, she complains that it just killed her boobs. I like to think the three of us are impeccably groomed. The three of us almost always go out together with the plans of leaving separately. Sometimes all three of us are not so lucky to find someone and one of the others will offer a piggyback. I mean really, how many guys turn down a girl if she says her best friend wants to join? There have been nights two of us, or even all three have struck out and all gone home together and had fun. I identify as Pansexual, while “Robin” and “Charlotte” consider themselves to be Bi-Sexual leaning towards guys. It’s nothing for any of us to just walk up and start making out with one of the others. Robin and I like to do it when we see one of the other of us of talking to a cute guy, or any guy for that matter. To see the smile, look of shock, and then the awkward walk afterwards is a thrill. This story is about one night when I got more than I bargained for and loved every minute of it. Robin, Charlotte, and I had finished our showers and shaving routines for the night and were going through clothes deciding what to wear. Robin chose some hot pants and a zippered crop. I went with a crop top, and mini skirt, while Charlotte went with low rise jeans and a tight tee. We arrived at the bar, showed our ID’s and walked in. Robin and Charlotte went to the dance floor and I went to the bar to grab two Cokes and a Dr. Pepper. Little did I know that would not be the only DP I had that night. I met up with them on the dance floor and we all danced together for a couple songs. Eventually a couple guys came over and started dancing with us. They were cute and I could see leaving with one of them. After about 10 minutes of grinding and dancing. The guy leaned down to bury his face in my neck, I heard him inhale real deep and told me my hair smelled great (a huge turn on for me btw.) I expected him to start making out with me and he kissed and “lip” nibbled my neck while grabbing and spreading my ass cheeks apart under my skirt. I had my arms up and around his neck and loved every second of the attention I was getting. I looked over to see Robin and Charlotte at a table talking. At the end of the song, the guy said he was headed to the bar to get a drink and asked if I needed anything and I flashed the top of my hand showing a stamp indicating I was under the legal drinking age. He asked “You are 18 though, right?” I reminded him I wouldn't be inside if I wasn’t, and off he went and I never saw him again. I went over to talk to my friends and as we were there, a girl from one of my classes who happened to be a server there and came by to see if we needed anything and chat for a couple minutes. She was a friend and we went to parties with her often. Also, she was helpful, since she had a boyfriend, she would send the really cute guys our way. Tonight though, she offered a bit of advice. She said “You guys should start dressing down a little if you want more guys to approach you. I tried to send a couple guys over earlier and they said “nah, they’re out of our league.”” I was told by an ex-bf that when he first met me, he was a little intimidated by me at first, and then the more we talked, the more comfortable he became until he asked me out. So guys, give your ego’s a break and take a chance, chances are she is there for the same reason you are and doesn’t want to go home alone. If she does, she’ll just drink more and go home to throw up in her own bathroom and have to clean it up in the morning. Besides, the most that she can do is say no. If she laughs or anything more than that, she’s probably a big bitch and you wouldn’t like to be with her anyway. Anyway, listening to her made me think of a pic I saw on reddit here one night about the difference between senior girls and freshmen girls at frat parties. (http://imgur.com/gallery/uwAyxTb) We were dressing like the freshmen girl when we could dress like a senior girl and still get laid. We thought about this and Charlotte and I came up with our own little plan. Robin was on her own this night and actually knew a guy who said he’d try to make it out. Charlotte and I went to the bathroom to trade tops. I traded my crop top for her tee. So I was wearing my mini skirt and a tight little tee that hugged my body and showed off my boobs pretty damned good if I do say so myself. Charlotte was in her hip hugger jeans and my crop top. I wiped off some of my makeup and re-applied a minimal amount and while Charlotte was adjusting her makeup, my exhibitionist side got the better of me and I reach under my skirt to pull off my thong. The feeling of not wearing panties is amazing under a skirt or loose fitting shorts; you get a breeze like none other and the incredible feeling of being exposed. I just had to watch where I sat the rest of the night. After leaving the bathroom and returning to our table, Robin’s male companion was there and they were getting pretty close. Charlotte and I grabbed our drinks and went back to dance some more. Within a couple minutes, a guy came up and started dancing with Charlotte and they kind of moved off while chatting and dancing. I was there by myself and was getting ready to approach a couple other girls who were dancing by themselves when a guy walked up and put his hand on my hip and leaned in and said” Hi, I’m Paul and you are beautiful.” This is one way to get a girls attention. Compliments, whether good or bad, get our attention. The reactions can go either way as well, but before you get anywhere, you have to get our attention. I told him thank you and kind of put my wrist on his shoulder and started dancing with him. We danced for a while and his buddy came by and told him that his date got drunk, threw up then bolted. Paul introduced his friend as Eric. My slutty nature kicked in and I started dancing with both of them. It wasn’t long before I was getting grinded from both sides and I loved it. Paul managed to feel me up pretty good while Eric backed up slightly while dancing. Paul started rubbing my ass and hips until my skirt came up in the front. It was almost like a team effort, Eric smiled and I heard him lean in and tell Paul “Commando”. They offered to get me alcohol and I refused, I like to be in full control when I am with someone I have just met. Also, I had “Find my Friends” on my phone so Robin and Charlotte could find me should anything happen. I would also send a GPS screenshot of address I would be at after getting back to the guys or girls apartment. The three of us danced for a little while longer. Robin stopped by with her date to let me know she was ok; she made sure I was ok, even made a friendly little threat to the guys and her date did as well. About 10 minutes later, Charlotte stopped by with her guy and we went through the same ritual. They left and then there were three! We sat down for a few minutes and just chatted before deciding to head back to their place. Upon getting to their apartment one of them cupped my ass all the way to the front door while the other was holding my hand. As soon as we walked in, Eric put both arms around me and grabbed my tits, while burying his face into the back of my neck and kissing me. Paul leaned in for a kiss and we began making out. I dropped my clutch on the floor and began to slowly walk and lead the guys to the couch. As we reached the couch, I pushed Paul backwards and straddled his lap and continued making out with him. Eric kept massaging my boobs and would slide around my sides and down to squeeze one of my cheeks every now and then. I sat up a little straighter and Paul reached over and lifted my tee up as I raised my arms for him to pull it over my head. Eric reached up and unhooked my bra. With bra straps hanging to my sides, I shrugged my shoulders forward to let it slide down my arms. I knew I was getting wetter so I reached down and started unbuckling Paul’s belt and undoing the button on his jeans. I shoved my hand into his boxers and feel a monster of a cock. I starting stroking it as well as I could with it still trapped under his pants and underwear. I leaned in to kiss his neck and pushed back with my hips and grabbed the top of his pants and try to force them downwards. He took the hint and raised his hips off the couch with me still on him. I still couldn't get his pants off with me sitting on them so I slid off his legs and pulled his pants down as I came. As I rose back up to climb back on his lap, I stopped at his cock and pulled it into my mouth to “harden” him up a little. It was not as hard as I wanted but it was still much bigger than when I first grabbed it. I ran my tongue in circles around his balls and up his shaft and tickled the underside of the tip in the little pleasure triangle. I licked circles around the head and sucked it into my mouth for swallowed him completely. I love the feeling of a cock in my throat and just pumped him in and out a few times. I looked up and asked “Do you like that?” all he could manage was to raise his head, look me in the eye and said “Mmhmmm” As I was on my knees sucking Paul’s Cock, Eric was on his hands and knees behind me licking me out and playing with my tight little pussy. My skirt was raised above my waist so he could have his way with me. He was sliding a couple of fingers into me and pressing down on my g-spot, driving me absolutely crazy. I kept rocking my hips back and forth trying to get his fingers deeper and increase the pressure. I felt his tongue trace light circles around my asshole and then press inward. I know it may have only gone in a half of an inch but it felt like it went so much further. I loved every second of the tongue fucking he was giving my little butthole. He slid a finger in and began to really finger slam my asshole while slapping my clit with his other hand. He pulled his finger out and I arched my back downwards to point my slit and ass upwards a little more. I felt his lips kissing my cheeks and his tongue slide down my crack and trace around my little hole once again. I felt the chill of the slight breeze in the room from his saliva on my asshole. He ran a hand up my belly, to my chest, grabbed my boobs and began pulling on my nipple and nipple piercing. I felt his lips and tongue on my pussy as he ran his tongue to my clit and pulled it into his mouth, gently sucking it as if he were giving me a tiny, delicate, blow job. It was at that point I wanted something bigger inside me so I got ready to climb back onto Paul’s lap. At some point Eric had unzipped my skirt and it slid down my legs as I stood up. I kicked it over to where I dropped my handbag as we came in and tossed my shirt over as well. I sat back down on Paul and pushed his cock down back down to his belly with my pussy. I was already extremely wet so I slid my slit up and down his shaft a few times before he tried to raise me up a little and I told him “not without a condom.” He reached over on the end table and grabbed one. As he was putting it on, I tilted my head back to look at Eric who had his shirt off already and was in his boxers rubbing my back and ass. He leaned in and we kissed. Tasting my juices on his mouth was amazing. I ran my tongue across his teeth and plunged into his mouth. We twirled our tongues together for a few second and then I withdrew, dragging my tongue along the roof of his mouth before sucking on his lip and letting go. I thought Eric was going to move away so I raised my arm and wrapped it around his head to keep him close. I felt Paul slide his hands under my thighs and I assumed he had put his condom on and he raised me up and started to ease his cock into my warm, wet pussy. As wet and horny as I was, I just forced him all the way in quickly while making out with Eric over my shoulder. I put my other arm behind my back to feel an equally impressive cock in his boxers, already hard and waiting for some attention. Without saying a word, I pulled him around to our side by his arm. I tugged on his boxers with one hand and he grabbed them and shoved them down his thighs to his ankles and stepped out of them. I leaned over to lick the tip of his member, which was fully erect and already tipped with precum; I placed my lips over the tip and sucked on him like a straw. His friend was pumping in and out of me pretty damned fast and I was in heaven. He was leaning up and licking and sucking on my nipples every now and then while, rubbing them with one hand and flicking my clit with the other. I licked Eric from his balls to the tip of his cock before rounding over the top to slide him into my mouth. I stroked him back and forth with my lips a few times before grabbing on and pumping him with my hand. At this point I felt an incredible orgasm starting to creep up and before I could react, my legs went stiff and I started shaking. Paul kept fucking me hard, holding my hips and slamming me down onto his massive cock while sucking on my nipples. I realized I had two guys in complete control of me and I loved it. I had been in MMF threesomes before but never with both guys on me at once. It always seemed one would stay off to the side and masturbate while watching me and his friend get it on before switching out. These two had no issues about being in close proximity to each other’s cocks. I was enjoying their comfort with each other. I was still blowing Eric while Paul slowed down a little. Eric announced that he’d be back and that he was going to grab a condom. Paul and I start making out again while slowing down and I rose up off of his cock and let it fall onto his belly and started sliding my pussy back and forth on it again. I would slide forward, then rock my hips toward him sticking my hot little ass out a little and slide back down and tilt my hips back. Basically I was grinding my clit into his cock. About a minute or two later, I heard Eric walk back in and felt him run his fingers down my back and down the crack of my ass. I felt what I think was his middle finger slide down to my asshole. Right about then, Paul lifted me back up and slid his hard cock back into my very wet cunt. Eric began rubbing my pussy next to his buddies cock and it felt like her wrapped his fingers around it for a few strokes, but I could be wrong. I wondered if these two had experience with each other like Robin, Charlotte and I had with each other. Eric ran his finger up and back down my crack and I felt him tickle my asshole a little. He kept rubbing circles around my tight, little hole and dip back down to my pussy. He moved back up and rubbed a circle or two and then pushed his finger inside. While Eric was sliding his finger inside me, I got really comfortable with it again and felt his other finger rubbing my perineum and dipping into my pussy again. He then slid his middle finger in, which was a slight shock, but not entirely uncomfortable. He began finger fucking my ass while Paul was still pumping away and making out with me. After about 20 or 30 seconds, I relaxed and Eric slid his fingers out. I felt him lean in over me and kiss my back. Just then, I felt something pressing against my asshole and realize he was sliding his cock into me while Paul was still fucking my pussy hard. Paul was lying back on the couch with his ass almost hanging off the edge while I was on top of him and his roommate was behind me beginning to fuck my ass. I have just had my first DP by guys. I had been DP’ed with a Cock/Dildo combo before, but never two cocks. I was enjoying being used by both of these guys at once and felt like I was stoned, although I had nothing to smoke and had no alcohol or drugs. I was in a truly euphoric state. It was an endorphin overload. I have always been submissive anyways and I love to be used as a fucktoy. Having two guys use me was the icing on the cake. I continued to bounce on Paul’s lap while bucking my hips from front to back to add something for Eric and grinding my own clit against Paul’s pubic bone. I heard the door open suddenly and looked over to see another guy standing there with a look of shock, but oh my god was this guy hot. I feel bad for saying it now but he put Paul and Eric to shame. Paul continued fucking me and said “Lexa, this is Steve.” I was in a complete state of euphoric bliss when I figured I may as well go for it. All I can figure was that some primal urge too over and I motioned for Steve to come over and as he was moving our way, he unbuttoned his pants to let them fall. I reached out to pull his tight boxer briefs down to see what was making the incredible silhouette in his underwear. I reached out and grabbed onto his cock, giving it a few strokes and then licking him from the tip to his balls and back again. I slid my lips up over the top to suck him into my mouth before slid his length out to lick the entire stretch of his shaft again and suck on his balls. All this time I was still being fucked by Paul and Eric at the same time and sucking Steve’s cock. I licked his shaft once more before sliding him as far down my throat as I could fit him. He put his hand on the back of my head and grabbed my hair while pumping his cock into my mouth and forcing my head into his groin. I then realized I was having all three holes fucked at the same time. I began to feel another orgasm building and slid my lips off of Steve and started stroking him with my hand while bouncing on Paul and Eric. My breathing began to come in short, quick bursts as I got closer. Just as I came, I slammed my face back down onto Steve’s cock for a few more pumps into my throat and I felt him release load after load on its way to my belly. I tried to milk every last drop of cum from his balls. Steve pulled back and sat down on the couch beside Paul and just sat there looking up at the ceiling. Without a word and what was possibly my dumbest move ever, I rose up from Paul and moved to Steve’s lap, whose cock was still as hard as it was in my mouth, even after cumming down my throat, I guided him into my pussy bareback. I began riding him with everything I had left in me to try to get him to cum again. I wanted Steve’s cum inside me, deep inside me. I reached over to grab Paul by the cock after he slipped the condom off and dropped it on the end table. I reached back for Eric and he had already removed his condom and was just stroking his cock, watching us. He stepped forward and stood beside me and Steve. I began stroking both of them and leaning over to suck them down my throat from time to time as I continued to rock back and forth on Steve’s cock. I kept stroking and sucking on Paul and Eric before they took over and started jerking off. Faster and faster until Paul started to shake a little and shot his cum onto my lips, into my mouth, on my chin and chest, then within a few seconds Eric start to blow his load all over my face and chest. I tried to get my lips on his cock but I was too late. I licked my lips and swallowed what I could reach with my tongue and scooped more from my face to clean my fingers and swallow it. Steve was rocking my hips and pumping his cock into me and started slowing down. Eric dropped down to suck on my nipple and licked a glob of cum from my other breast. What struck me as odd was the fact; he didn’t know if it was his roommates or his own, he simply didn’t care. It finally hit me that the reason these two came within seconds of each other, the reason Eric didn’t mind having his hand near or wrapped around his roommates cock and even seemed to rub it while Paul was fucking me earlier was because these two had probably had their own experiences together. I did not ask and did not really care, all I know was that I found it incredibly hot. Paul and Eric sat down on the couch beside Steve and watched while he fucked me to another incredible orgasm just as he started cumming into my tight little well used pussy. I was almost numb at this point but OMG, it was intense, to say the least. We laughed about the whole experience. Steve told us that his GF had just broke up with him before walking into the apartment to find me getting double teamed by his buddies. I gave him a deep kiss and said “Too bad she can’t see us now!” I then got up from him slowly, while relishing the feeling of his long, thick cock sliding from my well used, little cunt. I stepped over to grab my clothes and go to the bathroom. I came out dressed, exchanged numbers with them, and went outside to wait on the Uber I ordered from the bathroom. As I walked down the path toward the street, I thought to myself, this is one for the records books. On my way home, I got a text from Charlotte telling me she ended up with Robin and her man for a threesome because her guy was too drunk and passed out. I explained that I just had my first foursome and triple penetration. She told me "leave it to you to outscore us both." LOL’s were exchanged and I went home to get a shower and a good night’s sleep. Please let me know if you enjoyed this and if I should continue to post about my experiences. Lexa<3

I’m Steve McKenzie, pretty much everyone calls me Mac. I own my own construction company that has done very well for me. At 45 I’m able to enjoy the fruits of 20 hard years of building a business. I’m a pretty big guy. I’m about 6’2 260. I got half my size from working construction most of my life and the other half from competing as an amateur strong man. But now that I’m the boss and a little older a good amount of my size comes from steaks and beers. I’ve got a bald head and a full beard with a few tattoos to decorate myself. My wife Lisa is pretty much the exact opposite of me. While I’m your typical blue collar guy, she looks like she has every meal prepared for her and only travels by limo or plane. She’s about 5,7 140 with long sexy legs, a tight perky ass that you only get from exercise, a flat stomach and a pair of upgraded 36 DD’s with both nipples pierced, although most people don’t know that. She has a seductive smile, emerald green eyes and light brown long hair. While she may look like royalty she’s always been happy with our simple life. And now that we’re making real money that simple life is a lot easier and more fun. We have two children, Mark who is 23 and off living on his own, and his brother Jason who is at college a few hours away. Every Saturday night I host a poker game with some friends. Usually it’s just the guys, about 5 of us. Lisa takes care of us during our game night. Making sure our beers and belly’s are full. I converted part of our garage into the poker room so could smoke cigars and just have fun. Lisa and I have an amazing sex life, especially since the kids have left the house. Half the time she walks around in very little or nothing at all. We fuck as often as possible and other than certain bodily fluids nothings off limits. We’ve been married 25 years and have been faithful to each other the entire time. It was early Saturday afternoon and while we were getting things ready for poker night I noticed Lisa disappeared. I went looking for her and found her in the living room. Her legs were spread wide with her sundress pulled up exposing her completely waxed pussy. She was fingering herself to a porn video we both liked to watch. She does this when she’s really horny knowing I’ll find her and fuck her. I walked to the couch, got on my knees and started licking her already soaking pussy. She immediately started moaning. She grabbed my bald head and pulled me in harder to her pussy. I sucked her clit like a little dick and started finger fucking her. She was moaning louder now and had her big double D tits out of her dress pinching her nipples and playing with her nipple rings. “Oh fuck Steve! Uuhhh right there. Just uuhhh like that uuhh! I’m almost there baby don’t stop uuhh! Put another finger in me. Oh fuck ya uuhhh like that, right there don’t stop. Put one in my ass. Please baby finger my ass too. Ooohhhhh fuuuuuck!!!! I’m cumming I’m cumming!!” Even while she was cumming I never stopped licking her pussy or fingering both her holes. Lisa jumped up, stripped off her dress and bent over the arm of the couch. “Fuck me now Steve! I need that cock inside me!” I stood up and dropped my pants. My rock hard cock sprang out. My cock was built much like me. It was big and thick. About 8 inches long and about as wide as small Red Bull can. I got behind her and slowly pushed my thick cock into her dripping wet cunt. Lisa liked rough sex but nothing to extreme, spanking, hair pulling, light choking and bondage, but nothing actually painful. Once I’d eased my cock all the way inside my wife I began slowly pulling out. When just the tip was still in her pussy I rammed myself back into her. She let out a squeal and a moan. “Uuuuhhhh fuuuck!” Was all she could get out as I began fucking her pussy hard. I reached up and grabbed her big tits in both hands. Twisting her nipples causing her to let out a small whimper or pain mixed with pleasure. I grabbed her ponytail and pulled her head back while I still played with one tit. I could tell she was getting close to another orgasm by her moans and I could feel mine coming on as well. I let go of her tit and began smacking her tight ass. She loved this and she began bucking her ass into me harder. I then licked my thumb and punched it into her puckered asshole knowing this would push over the edge. “Ooohhhh goooddd!! Fuck me steve fuck me I’m cumming.” She was rubbing her clit furiously and her orgasm set mine in motion. I held out as long as I could and as soon as she relaxed a little I pulled my cock out, spun her around and shoved my cock into her mouth. I came as soon as her lips wrapped around me and she swallowed every last drop. I leaned in and gave her a kiss and then went to finish setting up for the night. The doorbell rang about 730. Lisa answered it because I was already in the poker room. It was Dan and Max. Two guys I’ve known for about 15 years. A couple minutes later Jack showed up. I met Jack at a construction auction about 5 years ago and we hit it off right away. Late as always was my best friend Al. Al and grew up together. He was the best man at our wedding, and we’ve pretty always done just about everything together. I’m fact he’s my number two at my company. As soon as Al walked in he said “Mac your wife is looking amazing tonight.” “She always looks amazing. What’s different about tonight?” I asked. I wasn’t too worried about whatever Al was talking about. He’d always had a little crush on Lisa and I couldn’t blame him she’s gorgeous. “The dress she’s wearing just looks amazing on her. Usually she’s in sweats and a big tshirt on poker night. I’m just complementing her is all.” I guess she never changed after we fucked. It is a little odd though because Al was right, usually she’s dressed very comfortably on poker night. I didn’t much care either way, I knew men checked her out whether she was done up or bumming it and honestly it turned me on. The game began like normal, we lit cigars, drank beer and started playing. Lisa came in a few minutes after we started with some snacks. Now I knew what Al was talking about. I hadn’t noticed earlier how short and tight her dress was, considering it was pulled up past her pussy how could I? She had the first couple of buttons undone showing off a lot of cleavage. It was obvious she wasn’t wearing panties or a bra. Anyone could see her piercings poking through her thin dress. And as tight as it hugged her ass you’d be able to see panty lines if there were any to be seen. My cock started getting hard at the sight of her, and then it grew even more knowing that the other four were probably getting hard looking at my wife as well. She put down the snack tray gave me a kiss and walked out, with every guys eyes glued to her pantyless ass. “Alright quit eye fucking my wife and let’s get back to me taking your money.” I joked. It really didn’t bother me that they were checking her out. That’s going to happen when you marry a woman who looks like Lisa. It was just past midnight and it was down to just me and Al. The other three had lost all their money and it was getting too late to so another buy in. Lisa had come in a few more times and each time she was met with the same reactions. The pot was sitting at about $5,000 and I knew I had a good chance at taking it. I was holding pocket aces. There was a pair of eights, a king and a seven on the table. As I waited for the last card to come out I knew I was probably going to win. Another ace was put down and I knew I had him as long as he didn’t raise. I couldn’t cover what he had. Well he not only raised but he went all in. “Fuck Al! I could totally beat you but I can’t cover that. I’ve only got a thousand left. I’ll call with what I’ve got but it looks like you’re walking out of here the winner tonight.” Lisa had just come in to start cleaning a few things up when she asked me what was wrong. I explained to her and she just kissed me and said I’m sure you’ll be ok. “I’ll tell you what Mac. I’ll go all in and even if I beat you I’ll let you have the cash in exchange for something else.” Al had this evil look in his eye but with his money and what’s already in the pot, I was looking at almost $10,000. “What are you talking about?” I asked suspiciously. “Well you seem really confident, and you know how good I am at bluffing so how about if you win you take your share and I’ll keep mine. If I win you keep everything. I’ll even throw in another ten grand.” “You’re not making any sense.” “If I win you get a lot of money, but I get your wife until next weeks poker night.” “Are you out of your fucking mind?” I bellowed, causing everyone but Al to jump. “Hey, all you have to do is say no Mac. There’s no need to get angry. I’m beginning to think you’re trying to bluff me. I know if I had a sure hand I’d bet anything.” Al had a smug look on his face that was really pissing me off. Lisa could see me tense up and came to calm me down. “Baby, you’ve got a winning hand. He’s trying to bluff you into giving up. You know how he is. Besides, Candace would never allow anything like that.” She whispered in my ear. “What exactly does you get my wife til next week mean?” I asked Al. Knowing she was ok with it made it more enticing to take his money. “If I win, it’ll start right away at the end of this hand. Lisa will be mine for a week to do whatever I want with. Kinda like my slave. With no repercussions from you or anyone else. She’ll be taken care of don’t worry.” Al seems to have thought this through but was still being coy about it. I looked back at Lisa and she gave me a smile and a nod. “Alright Al, on three let’s see what we’ve got.” On three I flipped my cards and everyone gasped. Al sunk his head and didn’t turn over his cards. “Full house! I’ll take my money and my wife. You had me there for a minute bud I really thought you were serious, but I know how you bluff and I know your wife would kill you if you tried to bring another woman home, especially one of her friends.” I was all smiles until Al looked up with a smirk I knew meant nothing good for me. Aces over eights, you should know better than to make such a huge bet on a dead mans hand.” All threw only two of his cards on the table, two eights. “Sorry Mac but four of a kind beats a full house.” I slumped into my chair and looked and Lisa who just stood there with her eyes wide and mouth open, unable to make a sound. “Lisa, come over here please.” Al called to her. She looked at me and I looked at her. “Now! Lisa!” Al shouted and startled her out of her daze. She walked over to him still unsure about what was going on. “Have a drink of water Lisa, it might help calm you down.” Al said handing her a plastic cup of water. She drank it down scrunching up her face at an unfamiliar flavor. “Lift up your dress and give our friends behind you on the couch a little show would you?” Al smiled. “Al, I’m not wearing any panties.” Lisa said hoping to appeal to his mercy. He had none. “We all know you’re not wearing panties or a bra you dumb whore. That’s why I want you to do it. Parading around here trying to distract us with your body. Well nows your chance to really show us something.” Dress. Up!” Al said commandingly. Lisa hiked up her skirt over her hips, and the three on the couch had a full view of my wife’s ass. “Bend over so they can see everything.” Al ordered. She did as he said and now they could see her spread asshole and pussy. From where I was sitting I couldn’t see anything but I knew she was beyond embarrassed. Al stood up and pulled her dress down around her tits. He started grabbing them hard, causing Lisa to whimper in pain. “I’ve always wanted to get my hands on these.” He said while squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. He then reached around to her bent over ass and spanked her hard. She let out a small cry and he sparked the other cheek just as hard. Then he went down further and started fingering her pussy. “I knew you were a whore Lisa. Look at you, your soaking wet. You’re enjoying this.” Al brought his fingers up which glistened with her juices to prove his point. I couldn’t believe it. But truth be told I was halfway to a full on erection watching him manhandle my wife while three other men watched with me. “You’re going to let me do whatever I want for the next week aren’t you?” Al asked while continuing to finger her pussy. “Uuhhh yes.” Lisa moaned slightly. Al pulled his fingers out and smacked her ass hard. Lisa jumped and Al pushed three fingers back into her pussy. “Yes sir!” He corrected her. “You’re going to be a good little whore for me right?” Lisa was now breathing heavily, “yes sir. I’ll be a good little whore for you.” “I’ll make sure of it.” Al whispered and then he shoved a finger up my wife’s ass. “I see the drink is beginning to work.” Al said with a smirk on his face and his fingers still inside her. “Mmmm uuhhh what do you mean?” Lisa asked clearly turned on by what was happening to her. “The water was definitely to help you calm down and the GHB and ecstasy I mixed in will make sure of it.” “You drugged me? Al how could you.” Lisa wanted to be mad, she should have been furious but the drugs were working and she was so horny that she couldn’t bring herself to care about anything but getting off. “Jack, Dan, Max, get over here.” Al called to the three watching the show from the couch. They all got up and went to Al. “Since I’ve got this little slut for the whole week I figured I’d be generous and share a little. I want you three to fuck this sluts brains out while her husband and I watch. Anything goes, I’ll let you know if you go to far.” Al grabbed Lisa by the hair, “make sure my friends enjoy themselves.” He pushed her head back to the table. “Have at it boys!” Al said and then walked over to sit by me. “I’ve got to admit, your wife is one hot piece of ass Mac. I can’t wait to get her home.” Al said rubbing his cock through his pants. “I can’t believe I agreed to this. What the hell is your wife going to say?” I was hoping he’d reconsider after bringing up Candace. “She’s going to be thrilled. She’s been wanting to fuck Lisa since they first met.” Al said never taking his gaze off my wife. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me Mac. There’s even more you don’t know about me and my wife. Now no more talking, just sit back and watch the show.” All three me. Were now completely naked, their rock hard cocks inches from her. Jack was on his knees behind Lisa eating her pussy while Max was roughly playing with her big tits. Dan was on the other side of Lisa with his cock in her hand. “Mmmm fuck! Uuhhh uuhhh god that feels so good! Oh god ya lick my asshole baby. Put another finger in my pussy. Aahhh yes!” Lisa was lost in the lust of three guys all over her mixed with the drugs that made her putty in their hands and intensified every touch. Jack stood up and brought his cock to Lisa’s asshole. He began pushing inside of her. He wasn’t overly rough but he was far from gentle. He ignored her cries to not fuck her ass as he continued to enter her tight hole. “Fuck fuck fuck! Please stop Jack, it hurts too much. I’m not even lubed up. Aaahhhh owwww!” Lisa screamed as Jack’s big cock pushed through and he buried his entire length inside her tight ass. He started slow and steady at first but quickly picked up the pace. He began fucking her hard and all Lisa could do was scream in pain. Max let go of her tits and reached his hand under her to rub her clit. This ignited something in Lisa that I’d never seen before. She began moaning about screaming. Her cries of pain were now cries of sexual bliss. “Oh god yes! Fuck my tight asshole Jack. Uuhhh uuhhh, come on I know that big dick can fuck harder than that. Aahhh ahhh ya that’s it fuck my ass! I want you to hurt me! Fuuuck yes aaahhh!” Jack was fucking her ass with everything he had. Max was violently rubbing her clit while Dan moved on to her swinging tits. Dan showed her tits no mercy as he grabbed them hard, turning them deep red. He pinched her nipples until she let out a small cry. Dan then got up onto the table and sat down right in front of Lisa. He grabbed her hair and forced her mouth onto his hard cock. Dan forced her all the way down until she had his entire cock down her throat. She was choking and gagging but he held her head on his cock anyway. When he pulled her head up a trail of spit and pre cum went from Lisa’s mouth to Dans cock. “You like gagging cock don’t you whore?” Dan asked her while she was still trying to catch her breath. When she didn’t answer right away, Dan slapped her across the face and then shoved her back onto his cock. He used her hair to bob her head furiously up and down on his cock causing her to gag and choke repeatedly. There was a pool of spit forming on Dans crotch and the table but Dan didn’t care about anything other than face fucking my wife. As I sat watching my wife being spit roasted and fondled by three of my closest friends I looked over and saw that Al had his cock out and was stroking it to the scene. Al’s dick was a little longer than mine and not quite as thick but he was bigger than the other three. “Come on buddy why don’t you jack off with me? This is better than any porn I’ve ever seen. And this is as close as you’re going to get to fucking my little whore, oops I mean your wife, for the next week.” Al said looking at me while still stroking his cock. “Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuuuuck! Don’t stop Jack! I’m cumming, fuck I’m cumming so hard! Uuhhh uuhhh uuhhh aaahhhhh aaahhhhh!” Lisa came harder than I’ve ever seen her cum. Her orgasm set Jack off and he began filling her ass, never once slowing down until he had drained his balls completely in my wife’s ass. Jack walked to my wife’s face and and looked at Dan who got the message and pulled his cock away from her. “Lick my cock clean slut. Clean your dirty whore ass off my cock before I go home.” Lisa reached up and took his softening cock into her mouth. When Jack was satisfied that he was clean enough he pulled her up by the hair, spit in her face and rubbed it all over. “This was awesome guys. Best poker night ever. I’ll be seeing you all next week.” Jack said as he was closing the door behind him. When I looked back I saw that the remaining two had moved to the couch. Max was on his back with Lisa riding him reverse cowgirl. She was bouncing hard on his cock while he grabbed and pulled at her nipple rings. Dan was once again face fucking Lisa. The only thing I could hear coming from her was gagging and moaning. She was clearly enjoying the drug induced gang bang she was forced into. Dan pulled his cock out of my wife’s mouth and began slapping her face with. Then without warning Max pulled his cock out of my wife’s pussy and rammed it straight up her ass. Lisa didn’t have any time to prepare herself for the violent penetration. “Ooowww fuuuck!” She began sobbing a little and was trying to get off Max’s cock but the two men held her steady and Max began fucking her ass as hard as he could. Lisa was still crying slightly when Dan slapped her across the face again, “shut up slut. Don’t act like you don’t like having your thick ass fucked. Now stop crying and open your mouth!” She did as she was told at Dan shoved his cock hard into her mouth until he hit the back of her throat. She began gagging again as Dan held her head still and fucked her face as hard as he could. After a few more minutes Dan pulled her head away and started slapping her tits hard. Lisa fought the urge to cry again as Dan continued to beat her tits, she knew it wouldn’t help her. Suddenly, against her will, Lisa began cumming again. She began screaming and moaning like a person possessed. “I’m cumming! God dammit I’m cumming! Uuuhhhh fuck my ass harder! Uuhhh don’t stop, uuhhh keep fucking my aaaaaassssss!” She was shaking uncontrollably while Max continued fucking her ass. Dan moved down on the couch and threw Lisa’s legs in the air. Before she could even try to stop what was coming Dan shoved his cock into her wet cumming pussy. “Ooouch! Oh god no! Please stop!” She begged but neither of them cared what she wanted. Max continued to fuck her ass while Dan violently fucked her pussy. Each man had a tit in their hand and Dan had his other hand on Lisa’s throat. He was slowly choking her. Enough to let her get a little air but not enough air to keep het from becoming dizzy and light headed. Dan applied a little more force to her throat as just before he felt her go limp he released her. She came to instantly, and began having another intense orgasm. She couldn’t move due to the powerful surge flowing through her body. She’d never felt so full and so satisfied in all her life. Even though she knew this was borderline rape she now considered it her duty and something she could never get enough of. Max and Dan continued to double penetrate my wife until she had another orgasm. This time when she did Max couldn’t hold out anymore and he came in her ass while she was still bouncing on him, and Dan was still fucking her pussy. When max was done he threw her off of him and just like Jack, made her clean him off. She was beginning to enjoy the taste of her ass on men’s cocks and she swallowed Max down greedily. “See you guys next week. Al I’ll hopefully being seeing you before next Saturday.” And with that Max was gone. Dan was the only one left and I couldn’t help but wonder what he was going to do now that he had my wife to himself. He was still on top of her fucking her pussy, and mauling her tits. He looked up at Al and me. “You know I’m the only one who hasn’t fucked this whores ass. I can’t decide which hole I want to come in. I guess I should at least try her ass out to get a good comparison.” He then pulled his cock out of her pussy and slammed it into her stretched out ass. Lisa moaned with pleasure and began cumming almost instantly. Her body went stiff as her orgasm washed through her. Al looked at me, “I didn’t realize how much she loved having a cock in her ass. Lucky you Mac.” I thought to myself, “neither did I. We’ve only had anal sex a handful of times in the almost 30 years we’ve been together.” As Lisa’s orgasm started to subside Dan pulled his cock out of her ass and shoved it down her throat. “I decided to fill this whores mouth.” He said as he started violently choking her with his cock. She was gagging and having a hard time breathing when Dan exploded in her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could but a lot of cum came running out of the sides of her mouth and onto her tits. Dan pulled his cock from her mouth and scooped up his cum from her tits and fed it to her. “Swallow it all, I don’t want you to waste any of my cum.” He climbed off the couch and slapped her swollen pussy hard causing her to jump and cry out with a moan of pure ecstasy. “That was great! Thanks Al. Oh and I guess thanks to you too Mac. See you next week if not sooner.” Then it was just the three of us. I was numb, I didn’t know what to do. I was heartbroken, furious, and sad all at the same time, but what kept me in my chair was my hard throbbing cock. Despite everything I was turned on more than I’d ever been in my entire life. Lisa was still on the couch, breathing hard and trying to recover. She had cum everywhere, dripping out of her mouth, on her tits and stomach and seeping out of her gaping asshole. “Lisa!” Al shouted bringing her out of her daze. You have one hour to get cleaned up and packed for the week. You need to take everything that you would normally take for a week long trip, make up, hair stuff, perfume all of it. However you are not to pack any clothes other than your highest sexiest pair of heels and that dress you’re wearing right now. If I want you dressed in anything I’ll provide it for you. Now hurry we’re leaving in an hour. Candace can’t wait to see you.”

I had been working for Tre for three months. It didn’t pay the best, but it gave me some extra spending money and it was pretty easy work. All I had to do was sit around and take his kids to the bus every morning after he went to work. I met him in the town Facebook group. He was looking for a baby sitter and I was looking for easy money. It seemed like a good match. His two kids, were well-mannered kids and it was evident that Tre, even though a single dad who worked full time and was taking online classes at the community college, raised his kids with pride and dignity. Their house wasn’t in the best part of town, definitely not somewhere I would go on my own accord. Tre was a bus driver for the city, he worked the morning routes and would leave around 4:30 am. I usually got there around 4:20ish. My job was to wake the boys up, get them dressed and fed, and to their school bus stop by 7:30 am. It was a cool November day. My roommate and I had gotten into a disagreement so I slept in my car that night. I “woke up” earlier than usual and decided to head over to Tre’s a little bit early. I pulled into his driveway around 4:00 am, twenty minutes early. Tre gave me a key, so I let myself in. As soon as I walked in, I was greeted by Tre sitting on the couch drinking coffee and watching the news wearing nothing but an un-tied bathrobe. He seemed startled to see me, “you’re early” he exclaimed. “Yeah,” I said, still in shock, “I couldn’t sleep so left home early.” He just nodded his head and stood up to face me. Tre was a tall, muscular black man. He stood 6’3 and there was not an ounce of body fat to be seen. It was then that I was truly shocked. Dangling down from an untamed bush of hair was a schlong longer and thicker than my two previous boyfriends combined! It must have been at least six inches long and it looked completely flaccid! As I stared at his schlong, he walked toward me, getting within inches of me. I was breathing heavily as he wrapped one of his long muscular arms around my short plump body. As his hand slid down my back and into the waistband of my yoga pants, in a soft voice he asked, “why don’t we kill time in my room?” Unable to speak, I just nodded and, with his hand firmly grabbing my left ass cheek, he walked me through the living room, past the boys’ rooms, and into his bedroom. Once in his room, he spun me around and planted a soft kiss on my lips. As our lips touched, I felt his hands lift my shirt up and over my head. I felt my bra unclasp and drop to the floor. Then he laid me on his bed and started kissing his way down to my boobs. First my ear, then my neck, and finally to my breasts. As his tongue flicked against my nipple, I felt my yoga pants being slid off my legs, exposing a vagina that had not been shaved in weeks. When he saw the Amazon Jungle between my legs, he smiled and engulfed his face in it. His long tongue flicked against my clit while his fingers started sliding in and out of my vagina. One finger, then two, then three. It took every ounce of my being not to scream out in ecstasy as my orgasm flooded my vagina. My walls tightening around his fingers didn’t seem to phase him, he just kept on. When my body finished convulsing, he removed his fingers from my throbbing vagina and stood up. He grabbed his dick, it had grown! It was standing fully hard, a solid ten inches long. He positioned his dick in front of my slit, teased it up and down. And slowly slid the head in just long enough for me to moan in excitement and pain. Then he pulled away. 4:15 am. He had to leave in fifteen minutes and he wasn’t dressed. He laid on the bed next to me, kissed me, and cuddled me in his strong arms. “Why don’t you come by tonight after dinner, so I can finish what I started?” He asked in a soft voice. I looked at him, stunned, and still in awe of what happened. All I could do was rapidly nod my head. With that, he got up, dropped his robe, and went over to his dresser to get dressed. I laid on his bed, naked with my legs still spread as he dressed into his bus driver uniform, it was obvious that no amount of clothing was going to hide his massive erection. Once he finished dressing he slid me to the front of the bed and under the covers. Then, he kissed me on the forehead and left for work. Later that afternoon, I got a text message from Tre. Come over after 9, dress cute, you can sleep here. I pulled up to his house around 9:15 wearing only a hoodie I had stolen from his closet before I left this morning. As I walked to my trunk to get my overnight bag, a cool breeze swept across my freshly-shaven vagina and it occurred to me that I had just flashed half his neighborhood. I let myself into the house and Tre was laying on the couch in some red boxers, his erection standing tall. He got up and walked over to me with a big smile on his face. He wrapped his arm around me and his hand made a beeline for my bottom. When his hand reached under and discovered I was not wearing panties, his smile grew even bigger and he scooped me up into his muscular arms and carried me to his bedroom. While he carried me, he kissed me passionately. Once in his room, he threw me on his bed and immediately ripped my hoodie off of me, exposing my naked body to him as he stood over me. He pinned me to the bed so he could passionately kiss me, before making his way down to my throbbing vagina. With one swoop of his tongue, I was in sheer ecstasy. After only a few minutes of him devouring my vagina, my body began to convulse as my orgasm arrived. When my orgasm subsided, he stood over my limp body and dropped his red boxers, and his dick, which looks like it had grown since this morning, was standing tall. I reached up to grab his dick and pulled it, and his body toward, me. I stuck my tongue out and licked up and down his shaft and along his balls before I wrapped my lips around his soft warm hard cock. Still standing over me, he lowered his hips down, shoving his dick as far down my throat as it would go, which wasn’t very far. When I couldn’t breathe, he slowly pulled it all the way out. He slid down to his dick was centimeters away from my vagina. He looked me in the eyes and kissed me before he guided his dick into my wet vagina. I could feel the head slowly making its way into my tight vagina, stretching it well past its max. I let out a loud moan of pain and pleasure. As his massive dick invaded my body even farther, the pain grew more intense and my moans grew louder. He slid about 8 inches before he couldn’t go anymore. With that, he had a smirk on his face. He grabbed his boxers and shoved them in my mouth, and pinned both my arms to the bed. He slowly pulled out until only the tip was still in. With a kiss on my forehead as my only warning, he SLAMMED his big black cock back into my vagina. Tears started to roll down my eyes as he unrelentingly pounded any and all evidence of my virginity out of my vagina. After 10 minutes of sheer pain and pleasure and being under his total control, his pupils started to dilate and his pumping slowed as I felt his massive dick start to throb load upon load of his children deep inside me. When the throbbing subsided, I thought I was in the clear, but he gave me one last thrust before pulling out and collapsing on the bed next to me. With mascara running down my face and his boxers still gagging me, I looked at him with fear in my eyes. “Don’t worry” he said, “I got a vasectomy when I was 20.” As the fear in my eyes went away, he pulled the underwear out of my mouth and kissed me. I tried to sit up, but the pain between my legs was too great. He sensed my struggle and readjusted me so I was under the covers. Then he stood up to walk to the bathroom, his dick still hard and gleaming with my pussy juices. He came back with some makeup remover wipes and gently wiped the mascara off my face. After turning off the lights, he climbed in bed next to me and took me in his arms. “Best babysitter ever,” he remarked before I fell asleep. I woke up the next morning still in Tre’s arms. He turned me over and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around him and climbed on top of him. There was still a massive pain between my legs, but I didn’t care. We kissed for five minutes. Then I got up. Unfortunately, I had to leave because I had a group project for the class. I threw on the clothes I had packed in my bag: some running shorts and a t-shirt. I quickly brushed my hair and threw his red boxers and hoodie into my bag. They were mine forever now. Not caring if the neighbors saw, he walked me to my car door, fully naked.

The next morning, Kevin woke up in a panic. The last thought in his head was Kara’s eyes looking up at him and her lips mouthing out, “Oh Kevin, I’m coming”. Had he dreamt it all? He looked over at Sandra who was still asleep, snoring loudly. In the morning lit room he could see her mouth hanging open and an exposed nipple peeking out through the middle of her bra. Even still, Sandra was beautiful. Kevin smiled at her and looked over at the clock. Damn it was almost noon. He hopped up and used the bathroom to wash up and shave. He had an important engagement with contractors at 1:30 and traffic was always terrible. Today he dressed in a casual grey business suit, no tie, with the top button undone. He stopped in the kitchen to grab his keys off of the wall by the garage door, but slowed his steps when he walked in on Kara leaning against the counter. She had on an oversized Michael Jackson Concert tee, with seemingly nothing underneath, clasping a glass of what looked like water, with an Alka Seltzer pill dissolving in it. The shirt was just long enough to cover her ass but his eyes still lingered at the edge of the shirt, before making eye contact with her. He had forgotten he would have to see her again. They lived in the same house. He was her stepfather. What was he thinking? What kind of sick man was he? Kara was his babygirl. Then he thought of Sandra. He loved Sandra. How could he have done this to her? He stopped abruptly as if her eyes had frozen him in place. Quickly, he had a thought. Kara was drunk last night, did she even remember what happened? If not, maybe he could keep it a secret, but before he could explore the thought more, Kara smiled big and walked to him, kissing his cheek. Yes, she definitely remembered. “ I was just about to come wake you. You’ll be late for your meeting you know”, she grinned kiddishly. “ Uh hey….Um Kara. Hey look, I uh.. Babygirl about what happened last night..”, he stuttered and paused. Kara reached down and stroked him through his pants. “ What about it, Daddy?”, she said in a voice that made his dick jump in her hands. She stood on her tip toes and leaned to his ear. “It’s ok. I won’t tell if you don’t. I know you love Mommy. But now you have to love me too”, she whispered before tracing the rim of his earlobe with the tip of her tongue. Kevin jerked back. “ Kara baby, all that stuff last night.. That was wrong, ok? We can’t ever do that again. It’s not even up for discussion”, he said lowly, forcing himself to walk around her. Kara didn’t move. She was hurt by his words but she didn’t want him to see. She kept her back to him as she searched her mind for words. “ Are you sure that’s what you want Kevin?”, she said quietly. “ Yes Kara. As far as I’m concerned it never happened, and it will never happen again. I’m so sorry babygirl about what I did bu-”, Kevin said, turning to face her, only to find himself staring at her back. Kara cut him off. “ I did it! I made you do it, I knew you wanted to, Kevin. I saw how you looked at me. I see you, fucking me with your eyes all the time. It’s ok. I want it. I know it’s wrong, but no one will ever know, I swear it!”, she said frantically, turning to him with tears streaming from her pretty brown eyes. They met each other halfway and were face to face. Kevin wiped her cheeks and she leaned her face into his palm. “ Babygirl”, Kevin moaned. His dick was swelling just from seeing her get so emotional. He grabbed her face with both hands and kissed her soft lips, passionately. Kara moaned weakly and slid her hand around the back of his neck, encouraging him to continue. Suddenly he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away before snatching his keys from the hook and heading out the garage door without saying another word. He didn’t even look at her. Kara didn’t know what that meant. Would things be different now? Was he upset? She wanted to follow after him but she knew he was in a hurry. She had looked up the afternoon traffic report, he’d get there with 8 minutes to spare. She stood there a moment more before sighing loudly and yelling out at the top of her lungs,“Get up, Ma! You got Botox at 2 o’clock!!”. Kevin’s meeting was a blur. It went by before he knew it and obviously ended well. When he stepped outside of the large corporate building, it was getting dark out. He checked his watch and his stomach growled as soon as he saw that it was almost 6. He called Sandra, who answered sounding overly excited for her normal character as of lately. “ ..Yes babe hurry home. We are doing movie night with Ra-Ra and her cute little guy friend!”, she giggled, before abruptly hanging up in his face. Kevin sighed hard. He had forgotten that they had agreed a few weeks ago to let Kara have company. Hell, when he agreed, he didn’t think she meant a guy though. Kevin unbuttoned the second button on his shirt and headed to his car to go home. When he got there, the house was loud and full of energy. Things hadn’t been like this since he fired the poolboy. There was music playing in the kitchen, chip bags, hot wings, and tons of soda on the counter. There were also cookies, popcorn and junk on the table in the living room. The couch was piled with pillows and blankets that spilled onto the floor, making a comfy palette of sorts. Sandra, Kara, and some tall skinny guy he didn’t know, were in the kitchen; all laughing and moving around as if they had just finished line dancing. Sandra introduced Kara’s boyfriend before anyone could say anything. His name was Kingston, and he was captain of the basketball team. He looked like trouble, covered with tattoos and a design of his jersey number, 22, shaved in the back of his scalp. Kingston instantly went up to shake Kevin’s hand, and Kevin glanced at Kara before meeting him with his firm grasp. Kingston didn’t flinch, almost tempting Kevin to try and break his hand. But he let go instead, wiping his hand on his pants leg in an offensive manner. Kingston ignored him, smirking at Kara as if she was supposed to be proud of him for passing the “meet the dad” milestone. “ Get changed now baby, we’re all waiting on you before we start the movie”, Sandra said shooeing him out. Kevin hated Kingston already. Kara and Kingston were snuggled on the couch under a big blanket. They wouldn’t stop kissing and laughing and Sandra just looked out at them, wishing that Kingston was kissing on her instead of her daughter. “ Aren’t you two just the cutest!”, she said, feeling her nipples harden under her push up bra. Kevin walked in, coming up behind her, kissing her cheek. He grabbed a stack of foam cups and headed into the living room to catch Kingston tongueing Kara down. Suddenly his mind flashed back to last night and he felt her lips pressed against his. He shook the thought from his head and sat down in his recliner so he could keep his eye on Kingston. Sandra of course took the chance to sit on Kingston’s other side. They started up the movie that ended up being really action packed, but Kara could hardly focus. Even though she really wanted to pay attention to the movie, Kingston had gotten her left breast free from her bra, and was fondling her underneath the fluffy blanket they had. She fought back the urge to moan, and hid her whimpers amongst the explosions or loud gun scenes in the movie. She looked over at Kevin to make sure he couldn't tell what was going on, only to meet his sharp glare. She jumped slightly and Kingston moved his hand. “ Sorry, did I hurt you?” he whispered to her. Kara broke eye contact with Kevin and smiled back at Kingston. “ No baby, the movie made me jump. Don’t stop”, she whispered back. They snuggled closer together and got deeper under the covers. Kingston slid his warm hand under her bra and continued to caress and stroke her nipples. He moved his hand down and massaged her pussy over her shorts. Kara closed her eyes and thought about last night when Kevin was rubbing his hands all over her. She hated that he didn’t want her, the way she wanted him. Not even young Kingston, the basketball captain, could make her feel the way that Kevin had made her feel that night. In all honesty, she had only gone along with this movie night crap because her feelings were still hurt from Kevin pushing her away earlier. Her self esteem was low from being rejected, so in this moment Kara just wanted to be wanted, that’s all. Kingston would suffice for now. Kara felt Kingston’s hand move from her crotch, which suddenly snapped from her thoughts. She looked at Kingston who was staring across at Kevin, who was glaring right back at him like a hungry wolf. “ Kara...uh Kara?... I think your dad can see me”, he whispered in a shaky voice. “ Ugh he’s not my dad. Who cares?”, she whispered back loud enough to be heard. “ Kara!”, Sandra gasped. “ What?”, Kara hissed back at her. “ That is extremely inappropriate little lady. You apologize to Kevin right now! He’s the closest thing to a father you’re gonna get, so be grateful!”, Sandra said firmly. “ Ugh! How the hell would you know?”, Kara mumbled under her breath as she pushed from under the covers and stormed off into the guest bathroom across the hall. “ What was that!? Don’t you talk back to me little girl!!”, Sandra stood and stomped after her. Kingston was still stuck in a death stare with Kevin, who rose and walked over to him, glaring down at him before Kingston stood up. They were eye to eye now but Kingston seemed like paper in the wind trying to keep composure. “ You keep your hands off of her, you hear me?”, Kevin said cooly. The look in his eye holding Kingston hostage. “Y-yes sir. Sorry sir”, he stuttered and nodded, glad to have a reason to lower eyes. “ I think you should leave now”, Kevin said looking away towards the bathroom, then back at Kingston. “Y-yes sir. Sorry sir.”, he mumbled again, turning to leave and not once looking back. When Kevin heard his front door shut he went to lock it just as Sandra stormed passed him and up the stairs to their room, waving her hands and shaking her head in irritation. “ Kevin you need to talk to that girl. I can’t deal with her attitudes. I’m going to bed”, Sandra nagged as she slammed their bedroom door behind her. “ Don’t worry baby. I’m gonna see what I can do”, he said as he headed to the guest bathroom. As he got close, Kara was coming out, probably thinking she had waited out her mother’s storm; yet upon seeing Kevin, she tried to hurry back inside the bathroom, pulling the door quickly. Kevin reached and grabbed the door, yanking it hard enough to break her grip. He stepped towards her and she stepped back, not so sure about the look in his eyes. “ And what the hell do you want-”, she snapped before he gripped the bottom of her chin forcing her to look up at him. “ You watch your fucking mouth”, he said calmly and slowly. She tried to yank back but he reinforced his grip. “ Fuck you Kevin”, she mumbled. Next thing she knew he had pushed her to the ground by her shoulders. Kara was shocked that he was being so rough with her. She was even more shocked at how wet she was right now. Kevin pulled his semi hard cock out and grabbed a fistful of Kara’s long hair, steering her mouth to his dick. “ Kevin wait, what are you-”, she whimpered, trying to hold him back by pushing his waist. “ Shut up! Open your mouth”, he commanded. Kara flinched from his overbearing tone, cutting off her words instantly. Then she looked up at him, just like she had done in his shower dreams. Her lips parted slightly and Kevin rammed his full dick into her mouth. Kara moaned out but it was muffled by his swollen member squeezing itself down her throat. It was warm and slippery inside, slob and precum leaked from the corners of her mouth as he pumped her throat slowly. “ Mmhmm. Damn your mouth feels so good babygirl” ,he moaned quietly. Kara didn’t know what to do. She was still pissed, but she was so turned on that she couldn’t stop. She had wanted him inside her all this time and having him in her mouth now, was a treat that she hadn’t expected. Kara had never given head before, but her throat was deep and slick. Kevin gripped her hair tightly, holding her still while he pumped himself into her slobbery mouth. She swallowed him deep making him tense up and quiver. “ I better not catch another niggas hands on you. You hear me?”, he grunted as he forced himself completely down her throat, holding her forehead to his stomach. Kara whined and tried to pull back but Kevin held her head there as Kara gagged and coughed. “ I said do you hear me.. huh? You belong to me you understand? That’s what you wanted right? This is what you wanted, right?”, he threatened. Kara couldn’t see his face but could sense in his tone that he needed an answer and she mustered to nod. He let her go and she spit out his dick as she coughed. Her eyes were watery and her lips were plump and red, saliva oozing from it to her chest. She looked up at Kevin, and before he could grab her head again she slurped his dick back into her mouth. “ Good girl. I’m your daddy. From now on you better call me daddy too!”, he panted. He was about to cum and Kara could feel his dick getting rock solid in her mouth. “ Yes daddy”, she managed to muffle before he pulled off and shot his hot cum all over her chest. He moaned, stuffed his limp dick back in his pants, and left without another word. Kara sat on the cold floor covered in nut and sweat. She stood up wondering if she really knew what she had gotten herself into.

My husband Don was out of town for a few days on business and I needed a document from the office he kept in our high-rise apartment. While digging through one of his file drawers I found a small, portable hard drive. "Why would this be in here?" I thought, but then the little voice inside my head started to scream, "Put it back you fool! Don't look inside; you won't like what you'll find!" But I never listen to that little voice anyway, so I took it upstairs and plugged it into my computer. I figured I would find some pornography. In fact, I hoped that was all I would find. I'd never suspect that Don would cheat on me, but my heart was racing with the thought I might be wrong. I started thumbing through the different folder names, scanning for anything that would send me straight to a divorce attorney. Luckily, it seemed to be just a stash of dirty pictures and videos. Not a big deal, right? I breathed a little easier, but now I was curious as to what things were turning my husband on. I knew about some of his fantasies, nothing surprising, and they were certainly present here: naked celebrities, lesbian action, etc. But then I started to find things that intrigued me. There was a folder marked 'Domination.' Scanning through the photos and videos I saw women wearing leather and high heels commanding men to do their bidding. I never would have thought that Don was into this kind of thing! Although, as I thought back on it, he did like it when I took control during sex and told him what I wanted, but I had never done anything as extreme as what I was seeing in this material. Would he want me to? If he did, I wasn't sure if I could even pull it off, but I guess I would be willing to try if it made him happy. Who knows, I might even find it enjoyable. I kept digging. The next folder was marked 'Interracial.' "So," I thought, "my husband's into black women, eh? That's not bad. Hell, even I have interracial fantasies." That's a little secret of my own that I never told Don. Seeing an attractive black man on TV or in the movies always gave me a thrill. Once or twice I had even fantasized about a black man during lovemaking with Don, replaying a fond old memory in my head while Don fucked me. You see, I had also never told Don about that memorable encounter from long ago, way before I knew Donald when I was still a single model. I had a one-night stand with a young black man who picked me up in a bar and took me back to his place. He was a tall, mocha-skinned, handsome, charismatic businessman. He was also extremely well hung. It was a 'long' one-night stand, and I mean that in every sense of the word. He took my mind to places it had never gone before and I loved every minute of it. He was so bold, strong, and dominant; I was totally at his mercy. He encouraged me to totally surrender to him as he led me through a menagerie of ecstasy towards the most incredible orgasm I have ever experienced in my life. We fucked so many times that night and the pleasure… I can barely describe it. I was amazed that such a feeling was even possible. I thoroughly enjoyed my first and unfortunately only taste of the most utterly delicious dark chocolate. Tragically, I never saw him again although I returned to that same bar many times. I still think of that night often and it always makes me smile. I pulled my mind back to the present and started to flip through the photos in the 'interracial' folder to see what kind of black ladies Don liked, but I didn't find many black women! What I was seeing were images of black men fucking white women. Well, not just fucking, but doing everything imaginable! There were subfolders broken down into categories: blowjobs, anal, DP, threesomes, and even gangbangs! I could see now that this interracial topic was the largest of the whole collection of porn and it truly surprised me. There were two subfolders in there that I hadn't looked in yet, and one of them startled me when I saw the name. It said 'MEL!' I didn't understand what that meant. Had Don secretly been storing or taking photos and videos of me in the nude? I was apprehensive as I opened the folder. No, it wasn't images of me. As I scanned through, I was just seeing more photos and videos of white women with black men, same as the other stuff. It wasn't even the same woman in all these files, although they did seem pretty similar. There was no way it was all women who happened to have the same name as me. I didn't understand, but then I suddenly did. I scanned back through to make sure. They all looked similar, and they all looked kind of like me! They were all brunettes of seemingly Eastern-European descent, with straight or wavy hair. They were all in relatively good shape, and apparently, they all loved black cock! I was dumbstruck! It was clear, one of my husband's fantasies was watching 'me' fuck a black man! It was also pretty clear by the number of shots I saw that he really liked the thought of a black man, or even two or more black men at one time, ejaculating their cum into 'my' mouth. In most cases, 'I' even obliged the guys by eagerly swallowing their cum. At that point I realized that my breathing had become very shallow and my heart was beating rapidly, so I sat back and took some deep breaths to calm myself. I was trying to come to grips with what I had found. I was shocked to realize that my husband had these unusual fantasies; unusual to my mind at least. But I had to admit to myself that I was also a little turned on by the thought of it. Although he was obviously looking at images of other women, he was in essence fantasizing about me! That sent a tingle through my pussy. I'll also admit that I was getting a little turned on by the content of some of these photos. Seeing a woman who looked a little like me being held by a strong young black man, or men, and enjoying the pleasures of his large cock was thrilling to me. It brought back very vivid memories of that one night from long ago. I closed my eyes and let my mind freely wander back to that night. I could almost smell his intoxicating cologne, feel his lips on mine, hear his voice whispering in my ear, feel his cock inside me again and even taste him in my mouth. I opened my eyes and felt flushed and warm. I tried to concentrate back on the computer screen. There was one more subfolder that was still unexplored. It was titled 'Cuck.' I didn't know what this meant. I opened it and there were quite a few files and another subfolder inside. I started to scan the files and it became clear to me that the theme was white women domineering their husbands as they had sex with black men. It made some sense to me. Don obviously had fantasies about women taking control and fantasies about black men fucking white women (or more to the point, fucking me), so this combined both fantasies into one. So, I looked to the last subfolder. I could see by the date the file was opened that it was the most recent of all the folders; in fact, it had only been created about three months ago. It was titled 'Extreme Cuck.' I opened it and started to scan the files. At first it seemed like the same types of images from the 'Cuck" folder, but I quickly noticed it took things a little farther. There were images in there of women holding a black man's large penis while looking at the camera with added captions saying things like, "C'mon baby, you know you want some of this!" and "I need your help; suck on his dick and make him hard for me. Maybe I'll even let you clean up his cum later!" I was becoming concerned as I delved deeper into the files; they were becoming more and more explicit. Soon there were many images of women forcibly pushing their husband's mouth onto the black man's cock and forcing him to suck it! There was even one video where a woman forcibly held her husband's mouth open as the black man ejaculated inside and then she commanded him to swallow! My breathing was shallow again. I sat there stunned, and then the phone rang. I nearly jumped out of my skin. It was Don! I just couldn't talk to him at that moment, so I let it go to voicemail while I thought. I did that the whole evening, thinking about what I had seen, trying to understand what I had found and deciding what I should do next. It was late that evening when I decided I couldn't do this alone and began searching for professional help, searching the internet for a local sex therapy-ist that could give me some insight. I finally found just the right person, at least I hoped she was. First thing the next morning I called Dr. Helen Andrews and was lucky enough to get an appointment for that afternoon. I was glad because Don would be back in just three days and I needed some guidance before he returned, before I had to face him in person. When I arrived at her office she greeted me kindly. I started slowly, haltingly telling Dr. Andrews what I had found, but soon it was spilling out of me in torrents. I told her everything I had seen and everything I had thought. I told her of my roller coaster of emotions throughout the discovery and the shock of that last folder and what I saw inside. Dr. Andrews was a calming influence on me. She asked about our intimacy together and I told her that Don is a thoughtful lover and seems to consistently be interested in me and my body. She assured me that what I had discovered is not all that unusual. Most men have a secret stash of items for self-pleasure, and because they are generally more visually stimulated than women regarding sex, they tend to gravitate toward pornographic images and videos. She also reassured me that Don's fantasies about interracial sex, and domination are common because they represent taboo subjects, forbidden acts which enhance the sense of sexual thrill. She told me that Don's fantasies about me participating in interracial sex probably came about because he had picked up on my verbal or physical cues that it was a topic that aroused me. Thinking back on it then, I realized that I must have made comments or exhibited visible body language that betrayed my own secret desires for interracial encounters. Dr. Andrews said that over time he had built that up in his own mind to a full-blown fantasy. She also told me that 'Cuck' was short for 'Cuckold,' and that was an extension of the domination and humiliation subject; essentially being dominated by ones' own partner. In this case, Don had focused on combining this with my secret 'forbidden' interracial desires. She said it was also a way for him to bring himself into the fantasy; making him not just a spectator but a participant. That left only one major concern for me. I quietly asked, "Dr. Andrews, what about that last folder I found? The one where the men were involved in homosexual behavior. Is it possible that Don is secretly gay?" Dr. Andrews paused and then smiled and said, "Maybe." My mouth dropped open; it was not what I was hoping to hear, but then she continued, "but I don't think so, Mel. Don's other fantasies don't support this. He appears to have a strong attraction to women, and you in particular. I believe this homosexual activity is only an extension of the taboo subject for him, the forbidden nature of the event." She continued, "Although, it is certainly possible that Don has some innate bisexual tendencies; many people do in fact. For example, let me ask you a very personal question. Did you ever have a sexual encounter with another female at any time in your life?" I immediately blushed and Dr. Andrews smiled knowingly at my response but waited for me to answer. I spoke quietly, "When I was a senior in high school I kissed another girl, a friend of mine. We didn't have sex, really, but we did explore each other's bodies. You know, kissing and touching..." Dr. Andrews responded, "You see? It is a most natural occurrence, I assure you. Human sexuality is complex and one's desires are not always logical and clear cut in one's own mind. I don't think you will find your husband suddenly announcing he is leaving you for another man. He is simply exploring his own desires and fantasies during self-gratification and they are leading him into new areas of potential interest. The real question now is, how are you going to respond to your husband now that you know his secrets?" I sat there in silence not sure of the answer. I asked, "Do you have any suggestions?" Dr. Andrews thought for a moment and then said, "I think you have four options. First, you could ignore it; put the hard drive back where you found it and try to go on with life as if it didn't exist, if you can do that. "Second, you could confront your husband with the evidence and ask him to explain himself, or even ask him to destroy it all and never look at these images again. Personally, I don't think that will be successful because it doesn't resolve his desires in a satisfactory way. I think he would secretly return to these images and behavior in time. "Third, you could simply divorce him and move on with your life, but from what you are telling me I don't think you really want to do that. That leaves the fourth option, to work with your husband to explore his desires, and yours too, together as a couple. Are these encounters that he truly wishes to see happen in real life, or are they simply fantasies for his own personal pleasure, while maintaining the status quo in your sexual relationship? "Personally, I think that the fourth option is the healthiest approach, but you must also decide what you are willing to do. Do his desires coincide with yours in any way? If they don't, are you willing to expand your boundaries and try something new?" I sat there quietly for a very long time with all of these thoughts racing around my mind, but there was a strong voice inside my head and this time I decided to listen to it. I said, "I love my husband and I want us to both be happy together. I want to try the fourth option, but I need your help!" Dr. Andrews was wonderful! She cleared her schedule for the remainder of the afternoon and we spent the next several hours together. She helped me think through the next steps and evaluate my own desires. I had to be completely open with her about all of my intimate thoughts and feelings, but this helped me clearly develop my plan for Don's return. I decided to confront Don with this issue directly, test his willingness to explore these feelings in reality, and then see how Don responded. I also benefited from Dr. Andrews' contacts within the specialized world of sexual therapy and the sex professionals available to assist. This included an agency and individuals that operate near the fringes of the law but who would be useful for my purposes. Dr. Andrews simply gave me some names to call and I did the rest. I'll admit that as the plan came together I became more and more excited at the possibilities. I had spoken to Don several times over the intervening days, but never let on to my plan other than to say that I was excited for his return and I was planning a special evening together. On the phone Don seemed truly excited about this. I was a little worried about his reaction once I sprung my plan on him, but I was also fairly confident he would be excited and pleased once he got over the initial shock. Worst case scenario, I thought, I can always stop it at any time. He surely couldn't blame me for trying to please him, right? Over the next couple of days, I was busy getting everything arranged. I even spent quite a few hours watching Don's stash of videos to learn what he likes so that I could copy it and make it totally convincing. I was memorizing dialogue and studying the physical interactions of the men and women. I had to be convincing and natural in my role. More than once I found myself very aroused and I even masturbated once while watching the material. As the day approached I was very nervous, but I felt I could pull this off. I was actually quite excited! The evening arrived and I had a candlelit dinner in place ready for Don's scheduled appearance. I was wearing a slinky evening dress when he walked in the door and I greeted him with a warm sensual kiss and led him directly to the dining room. He was overwhelmed and couldn't stop talking about how wonderful the surprise was as we ate dinner. As we finished dinner Don said, "You look so beautiful Mel and that meal was fabulous. I can't wait to discover what you have planned for the rest of the evening. Maybe I should go away more often!" I smiled wickedly and said, "I think you will be pleasantly surprised, but I need to ask you to do something for me first. I want to try something a little different for us and I want your promise that you will keep an open mind and do what I ask. In fact, I insist upon it!" I said that last part with a strong tone as I looked directly in Don's eyes. I could tell Don liked this commanding tone and he immediately nodded and said, "Absolutely Mel! I trust you completely." I said, "Good! Then clean up the dishes from the table and meet me in the bedroom in five minutes." I left him to get ready. Exactly five minutes later Don walked into the bedroom. I walked over and kissed him again and began to remove his clothing. Soon I had him completely naked and firmly told him to lie on the right side of the bed near the edge. He obeyed immediately with a big grin on his face. I said, "You promise to do as I say, right? Then I want you to place your hands up by the headboard. I am going to restrain you, but don't worry I am not going to harm you. Quite the opposite in fact!" Don didn't hesitate at all so I used some soft cords to tie his hands gently but firmly to the headboard followed by tying his ankles to the footboard. He was now comfortable but completely subject to my whims and desires. I leaned down and kissed him again and then slowly kissed and licked down his body. When I reached his penis, I found it to be engorged and rigid and I could tell this was very exciting for him. I gave it a few little licks and a kiss and then told him, "Don't go away, I need to grab a few supplies, you know like whipped cream. I'll be back in a few minutes." I left the room to make sure everything was ready and to change my clothes. It took longer than a few minutes, but I thought the extra time would add to his anticipation and make him feel even less in control. After ten minutes I walked back into the room and Don's eyes bulged at what he saw. I was wearing one of those dominatrix outfits very similar to what I saw in his videos. It was bright red leather and vinyl with matching high-heeled, knee-high boots over mesh stockings. There was very little material to the outfit and it left my tits, ass and pussy completely exposed. I had also let down my long curly blond hair and applied bright red lipstick. I topped off the look with a short leather riding crop. I strutted over to him, the outfit helping me to get into the role, and ran the tip of the riding crop from his feet up his legs and then gave his penis a little tweak as I smiled down at him. He was speechless. I said, "I hope you like my new outfit." He just nodded with a dumbstruck look on his face. I continued, "We need to have a talk now, Dear!" I climbed on top of Don, straddling him, and lowered my face just above his. I said, "There's going to be some big changes around here. You see, I know that you have been a very naughty boy and now you must be punished!" Don gave me a mixed look of confusion and excitement as he tried to understand what I meant. Then I added, "I found your secret stash of pornography in your workroom." Don's eyes grew even wider and his face went cold as he started to stammer a reply. I put my finger to his lips and said, "Shhh! No, don't speak. I'll do the talking. I've seen everything and I know all of your dirty little secrets. You have been looking at some very disgusting images and jerking off your little penis. Haven't you?" While I said that, I reached down and tweaked his penis with my hand. It had lost much of its stiffness at this point. I could see Don was becoming emotional at the thought that his deepest, darkest secrets were revealed to me and for a moment I thought he might even start to cry, but his expression immediately changed when I said, "But the worst part is that you aren't letting me play along with your fun. That's just not nice!" I gave him another wicked smile, my mouth hovering just above his and our eyes locked together. I continued my verbal torture, "I know you like watching black men fucking white wives while their husband's watch. You even fantasize about me doing that, don't you?" I could feel Don's penis stiffening below me so I continued, "Tell me, Dear, do you fantasize about me placing my lips around a big, black cock? Do you want to watch me as I lick it, sucking a black dick in and out of my mouth? Do you imagine a large black man fucking me while you watch, jerking off your little penis the whole time?"Don didn't reply, but his breathing was shallow and rapid. I continued, "Tell me the truth, my Love. I won't be mad if that is what you really want. I'm only mad that you have excluded me from the fun, and do you know why? Because I would like that too!" Don's body was moving with his desire. I could feel him trying to push his hips upward and contact his penis with my body. I was enjoying subjecting him to this exquisite torture and continued to do so, "You must have suspected that I love the sight of an attractive black man with a big cock. I never told you this before, dear, because I thought you would be too jealous to hear it, but before we were married I had a black lover. That's right! And his dick was huge, Don! Much bigger than yours. I used to love sucking his cock for hours and hours! And when he fucked me with that big dick I was in heaven! "But I haven't had sex with another black man, or anyone else other than you, since we got married because I would never want to hurt you! So, how do you think it makes me feel now when I learn that is something you have wanted me to do the whole time? I feel cheated! In fact, you apparently want it so much that you jerk yourself off over and over while you imagine just that. Admit it, wouldn't it be better if you could actually see it happen in person?" Don continued to lay there quietly and in surprise, unable to speak. But I could feel his body tensed below me and his penis rock hard against my body. I leaned down and kissed him lightly on the lips and said, "Well, this is your moment of truth, Dear! This is where I am demanding an honest answer from you. It's a simple question; is that what you really want? Do you want to watch me make love to a black man as I tell you what you can and cannot do?" I reached down beneath me and lightly stroked his rigid penis with my fingertips and asked him one last time, "If that is what you want, you simply have to tell me, but you have to say it now." Don was sweating with the intensity of the moment. A lot of emotions must have been welling through him at that moment, but he still hesitated to speak. Impatiently, I grabbed his penis firmly in my hand and squeezed it hard and yelled, "Answer me!" Don visibly swallowed and nodded while saying, "Yes, Mel, that IS what I want!" I smiled, then leaned down to kiss Don deeply and passionately before raising my head to say, "I was hoping you would say that!" I stretched upward and grabbed a small bell that I had placed earlier on the nightstand and I began to ring it. Don gave a look of momentary confusion, but then was startled when he heard the bedroom door click open behind me. I moved off of him so he could clearly see who was there. The door was now open and nearly filling the entire door frame was a tall, athletic black man wearing a robe. In fact it was Don's robe, but stretched tight across the man's much larger and muscular body. He was about six foot, four inches tall with medium brown skin. His hair was closely cropped with a matching beard and mustache. He was ruggedly handsome and he had piercing, dark eyes. His name was Malik and he was a very confident “dom”. This was a man that any woman would find attractive. The beautiful, imposing man, Malik walked over to me by the bed and stood next to Don. I felt a shudder of fear and excitement as he looked down at Don with a calm, but stern visage. Don looked back up at him, with doubt and fear visible in his face; after all he was tied up, naked and vulnerable in front of this impressive figure. I said, "Honey, this is Malik. I only met Malik today; he arrived just before you did. A friend of mine introduced us when I learned about your fantasies and Malik was kind enough to agree to help you. I haven't even seen his cock yet, although I am told it is quite impressive!" “He’s a master of pleasure and will help us fulfill our fantasy, babe. He’s going to fuck and pleasure me while you watch, right Malik?” At this Malik smiled and nodded. “Make sure he’s fully prepared to witness what I’m about to do to you, Mel. We’re about to put on a show,” he said calmly. "Does he meet your approval? Hmm? Personally, I think he is even more imposing and attractive than the men in your little porn videos, wouldn't you agree?" I then reached down and grabbed Don's face and forced him to look into my eyes and said, "I am going to ask you one last time just to be sure. Is this what you fantasize about? Is this what you want? Do you want to watch this man fuck me? Will you promise to obey my every command; to do exactly what I tell you? If your answer is yes to all of those questions I will command Malik to take off his robe and show me his cock. Otherwise, I will tell him to leave now. The decision is entirely yours, but you must decide now!" The room was deathly quiet, but I swear I could hear Don's heart racing, or was it my own? Don then quietly but clearly said, "Yes, that is what I want." I flashed a big smile and said, "Good boy! My first command to you is that you must call me Mistress while we are in this room together or I will use this crop on you. Do you understand? My second command is for Malik to remove his robe now!" Malik slowly untied the string and opened the robe and let it fall to the floor. I let out an involuntary "OOF!" but then I regained my composure. I turned to Don and said, "Wow! They were right. Isn't Malik impressive to look at, Dear? Look at his strong muscles and how big he is. And look at how large his cock is, and he isn't even fully erect yet!" I kneeled down next to Malik and reached out for his cock and held it in my hand stretched out toward Don, dangling just a foot from his face. I said, "It's so heavy, and so very thick! I have never felt anything like this. He's even bigger than my former black lover." I began to use both of my hands to stroke the full length of Malik's cock and to admire and caress his clean-shaven balls. I said, "I can't wait any longer. I have to give it a taste!" I leaned forward and lifted the head of Malik's cock to my mouth and placed my ruby-red lips on the very tip and gave it a kiss before using my tongue to gently explore around the head of his cock. I was careful to make sure that Don had a clear view of everything I was doing and it was working because he was visibly squirming and moaning at the sight. I looked at Don and said, "This is so amazing! I want to thank you for sharing my same fantasy, Dear. I didn't think I would ever have the opportunity to suck another big, black cock again in my life, but now I will be able to do it all the time! It will make us both so happy. Tell me, do you think I can even fit his huge, beautiful cock in my mouth?" I eagerly opened my mouth and engulfed the head of Malik's cock and began to lick and suck on it. Malik was responding to my mouth action. He was moaning and he placed his hand gently on my head while I sucked the head of his cock in and out of my mouth. Don continued to stare at us as I looked over to make eye contact while continuing to lick and stroke Malik's massive member. I pulled back and said, "My God, he tastes so amazing! Oh, but I am being so unfair to you, aren't I? I stood up and then climbed on top of Don and straddled him again. I brought my mouth to just above his and said, "He tastes wonderful, Dear! You can probably smell him on my breath, can't you? I am just so lucky and I have you to thank for it." I leaned down and began to kiss Don on the mouth, He responded in kind at first, but then after a moment of realization he began to shake me off. I grabbed his face forcefully and said sternly, "What? You don't want to kiss your own wife? Oh, I understand. You noticed the taste of Malik's cock in my mouth, didn't you? Well guess what, that's just too damn bad because I am commanding you to kiss me!" I forced my lips onto his and then I forced my tongue deeply into his mouth. He tried to resist at first but soon gave in and accepted it. I kissed him passionately for a long time and when I finally pulled back I said, "I'm sorry, Dear, but now that I'm free to suck black cocks again, you are just going to have to get used to my mouth tasting like this. But's it not so bad, is it? Who knows, you may even learn to like it!" "Come over here, Malik, so my husband can get a better view of you," I commanded. Malik moved in close and his long cock nearly brushed against Don's face as he leaned in toward me on the bed. Don flinched at the close proximity, but I took Malik's penis in my hand and lifted it to my mouth and said, "You wanted to watch me suck his dick, so now you have a front row seat. I hope you enjoy this as much as I will, if that's possible." I resumed my licking and sucking on Malik's cock now dangling just six inches above Don's face. He couldn't miss anything even if he wanted to. He could see every movement of my lips and tongue, he could clearly hear every slurp and lick, and he could smell the musky sweetness of Malik's cock and balls just inches away from him. Don also had a perfect view of Malik's reactions, both voluntary and involuntary. His voluntary reactions included moaning, stroking my head and hair, and even stroking his own dick with his large hand while I sucked on the tip. His involuntary reactions included muscle spasms in his cock as he reacted to my oral stimulation, as well as the movements of his balls as they moved and shifted according to my stimulation. I was now trying my best to deepthroat as much of Malik's cock as I could manage, pushing it deeper and deeper into my mouth and throat as I bobbed up and down. I could feel my body reacting to the stimulation by an increase of saliva in my mouth, which eventually began to trickle down the shaft of Malik's cock. Some of it dripped down onto Don's face and I heard him exclaim in surprise. I disengaged from Malik and looked down to Don and said, "Oh, I am so sorry, Dear! I have been so engrossed in sucking Malik's cock that I completely forgot about you, and look at that, I have dripped my spit all over you. I'm so sorry, let me clean that up for you." I leaned down and began to lick my excess spit from his face, but my own lips were already so wet that I only managed to spread more moisture onto his face. I said, "Well that's no good. I'll guess you'll just have to get used to that too. Here, I can help you!" I leaned down and placed my wet lips on his and he flinched again. I roughly grabbed his face and scolded, "I said I want to kiss you again! Open your fucking mouth now!" Don obediently opened his mouth and I leaned down and gave him the wettest kiss I could muster, leaving as much of my cock-flavored spit in his mouth as possible. When I eventually pulled back I said, "There, isn't that better? You're getting used to it now, aren't you? I think you're ready for the next step." I reached up and grabbed Malik's cock and pulled him closer. I held the head of his cock just a few inches above Don's lips and said, "Doesn't he have a pretty dick, Dear? It is so large and perfect, and he tastes so yummy. I love it, and I think you will too!" Don's eyes widened and then he shook his head and said, "No!" I moved it a little closer and said, "Oh sure you will! I guarantee it. You've already tasted a little bit of him in my kisses, but I think it's time to try the real thing. Give it a lick!" Malik closed his eyes, pursed his lips together and shook his head like a c***d refusing to eat his vegetables. I raised my voice and said, "This is not a request. It's an order! Do as I say!" Still he kept his eyes and lips closed. I said, "You agreed to obey my every command and now you are disobeying me. If you don't do as I ask this minute we will stop everything and you can go back to just jerking off!" Don opened his eyes and looked at me. I said, "Will you obey me?" Don was quiet for a moment, then he said, "Yes, Melania...I mean Mistress!" "Good," I said, "Then open your fucking mouth and stick out your tongue!" He did as I asked, just barely, so I lowered the tip of Malik's cock just a little and made contact with Don's tongue. I said, "Now lick the tip of Malik's black cock for me." I was amazed to see my husband obey my command and slowly lick the underside of Malik's cock. I felt a thrill go through me, which I guess was similar to what Don would feel when he watched those extreme cuckold videos and fantasize about this. I reached down with my free hand and began to stroke Don's cock as a reward for his obedience and he responded immediately with a jerk and some moaning. I pulled Malik's cock up and away from his mouth and leaned in to kiss Don again. When I pulled back I said, "That wasn't so bad was it? Now I want you to open your mouth a little wider." Don shot me a look, but I cut him off quickly and said, "Open wider! Now!" Don opened his mouth wider, but he closed his eyes and tensed up his body because he knew what was coming. I pulled Malik a little closer still and then lowered the tip of his cock back down to Don's mouth again and rubbed it slowly and lightly across his lips, getting him used to it and lulling him into a more relaxed state. Don did begin to relax and his tongue even started to come out to greet Malik's cock again. That's when I surprised Don by pushing the large head of Malik's cock fully into his mouth without warning! Don's eyed suddenly flew open and he gagged a little, but I spoke to him saying, "That's it! That's a good boy. Just relax and feel his cock in your mouth. It's good isn't it?" I started to stroke Don's cock again to encourage him as I continued to tell him what to do, "That's nice. Now suck on the end of his cock for me! Be my little cuckold bitch and suck on his big, black cock for me!" I was enjoying a rush of sexual power and I couldn't stop myself from continuing, "You want to see Malik fuck me with this big cock, right? I want that too, but before I give you that pleasure I want to watch you suck his dick for a while!" I was stroking Don's white cock in one hand and Malik's long black cock in the other as I continued to hold it firmly in Don's mouth. I smiled as I said, "Look at me! I love seeing you lying there with a big cock in your mouth. You're a good little cocksucking cuckold, aren't you? If you keep this up long enough I'm sure Malik would be happy to cum in your mouth!" Don's eyes shot open wide and he looked at me in panic. I said with a smile, "Don't worry, my little pet, I'm not ready to let that happen; not yet anyway." Don relaxed a little and I continued, "But you should be happy if I let him do that. You would be lucky to taste his thick, salty-sweet black cum." In fact, you can probably just about taste it now, can't you? I'm sure Malik is giving you some of his precum as we speak; you're probably sucking it out of his big cock now? Do you taste it? Let me check!" I suddenly pulled Malik's cock free of Don's mouth and I dove on Don with my mouth and tongue. I explored all around his mouth and then raised up with a smile and said, "I knew it! I could tell he was giving you a little taste of his cum. It's good, isn't it? You did such a good job at sucking his cock that I am going to reward you. You can watch Malik fuck me now!" I crawled off Don and onto the bed next to him and motioned Malik to join me. Laying sideways across the bed I sprawled my upper body on Don's stomach and chest with my legs spread wide and said, "C'mon Malik, bring that big cock to me!" Malik crawled up between my legs and positioned himself at my pussy. I reached up and grabbed his hips and pulled him in tightly. Don had to crane his neck to the side, but he could still see everything. Malik was kneeling there between my legs, stroking his enormous cock. I was a little fearful of Malik's size, but I used that to goad Don further, saying, "My God, look at the size of that thing! I don't think I'll be able to handle it. Lay your cock on my stomach, Malik." Malik dropped his heavy penis and stretched it out across my stomach. I said, "Can you see that, Dear? Can you see how deep inside me he'll be? It must be twice the length of yours!" I said, "OK, I'm ready." Malik reached over and grabbed some lubrication and spread it around the head of his cock and then poised himself at my open pussy. He manipulated his penis with his hand, rubbing the head back and forth and probing between my pussy lips, taking it slowly. I felt shocks of electricity shoot up my spine as he stimulated my clit and I moaned at his touch. I said, "Please! Please put your cock in me now!" Malik dutifully pushed forward and began to penetrate the wide head of his cock into me, spreading and stretching my pussy lips apart until he was inside. I responded with loud squeals of joy and pleasure. He pushed in farther but I yelled "Stop!" Malik halted his forward movement with only half of his penis inside me. I breathed deep and said "I can't take any more for now, but damn it feels so good! I had almost forgotten how good it is to have my pussy filled with black cock! Fuck me now!" Malik went no deeper, but he did start moving in and out of me, slowly at first but then faster. It felt heavenly. I was panting and groaning with delight. I managed to talk to Don through the intense feelings rushing through my body, "Holy Shit! His cock feels so good! It's only half inside and it feels amazing! Can you see it, Dear? Thank you for making this possible!" I knew Don could see everything and he was not missing a moment. I reached over with my left hand and began to massage Don's cock while Malik fucked me. Even Malik seemed to be enjoying the feeling inside my pussy, fucking me with his eyes closed and concentrating, sweat beading on his muscular chest. I said to Don. "Look at Malik, Dear; I think he likes fucking your wife. I can guarantee that your wife loves fucking him! But it's just not right. I need to feel his whole cock inside me. I need your help my little cuckold!" I gave Malik a slap on the thigh to indicate we needed to stop and he separated from me so I could roll over and talk to Don. I said, "You have done very well so far, little cuck, and I would like to reward you by untying you, but I'm not sure I can trust you to obey me. Will you promise to follow my commands completely and without question?" Don was anxious to be released and he immediately answered, "Yes Mistress. I will obey!" I said, "Because if you don't I will be forced to punish you, or maybe even ask Malik to punish you!" Don's eyes widened, but I'm not sure if that was from fear or sexual excitement of having Malik and I punish him together. Most likely it was both. Don said, "I promise I will obey!" So, I crawled up and untied the ropes and allowed him to sit up. He rubbed his wrists and ankles where the ropes had been, but when he thought I wasn't looking he even reached down and touched his penis, which was still rock hard. He had been dying to touch himself all evening. I said, "I need some help with lubrication so that Malik's cock can penetrate me fully." I laid back on the bed and spread my legs and said, "Come here, sweet little cuck, and suck my pussy! Make we all wet and ready for more of his big cock." Don moved in slowly. He was usually more than eager to eat my pussy and he loved to do it regularly. This time he seemed a little more reluctant, but he obeyed and began to suck and lick at my pussy lips. In the meantime, Malik stayed kneeling on the bed next to me so that I could stroke and suck his long cock to keep him hard and ready to go. I encouraged Don by saying, "That's nice, Sweet Baby! Lick my pussy. Get it nice and wet for me." Don was getting into it now and eating me out ferociously. I continued, "Wow! You are eating my pussy better than ever! I'll bet I know why. It's because you taste Malik's big black cock in there, isn't it? I told you that you would learn to love it!" Don's licking paused for a moment as if he just realized what I had said, so I reached out with my riding crop and gave him a swift slap across the ass and said, "Get back in there! You aren't done yet!" Don dutifully resumed licking and I laid back and enjoyed it while continuing to stroke and suck on Malik. After a few minutes I gave Don another, but softer, slap on the ass and said, "That's enough! Your only halfway done. Now come help me up here." Don came out from between my legs and moved up nearer, apprehensive of what I might have him do next. I said, "You did such a good job getting me all wet that I think you should help me get Malik ready." Don's eyes widened. I told Malik to stand up on the bed and lean against the headboard. I moved up onto my knees to face him and moved straight to his stiff cock standing nearly at full attention. I motioned for Don to move in next to me, which he did very slowly. I said, "I need to lubricate Malik's big cock much more than before in order for him to get inside me and I can't do that alone. I'll show you what I mean." I took Malik's cock in both hands and held it out in front of me and immediately dove onto it with my mouth. I was noisily licking and sucking the head and the upper shaft while Don watched from only a foot away. Malik closed his eyes and groaned at my mouth action on him. Soon I removed his cock from my mouth and Don could see my saliva glistening on the upper half of his cock. "You see?" I said. "Because Malik is so large I only have enough spit to do half his cock. I need you to help with the rest." Don pulled back until I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him forward to within just a few inches from Malik' cock. I sternly said, "You told me I could trust you to obey! Are you breaking your promise now?" Don sheepishly shook his head, so I relaxed and said, "OK then, watch and learn!" I lifted Malik's dark cock with my hand until is was standing straight up, pushed against his belly, and the thick underside of his penis was exposed with his clean-shaven balls hanging below. I leaned forward and, starting at the base of his cock, licked upward with the flat of my tongue all the way to the top of the shaft. I leaned back and said, "Now you do it!" Don didn't move and it looked like he was going to say something until I shot him a wicked look and raised the crop. He quickly leaned in closer, but he tried to hold back and stick his tongue out as far as he could until he just barely made contact with the tip of his tongue. He quickly dragged the tip of his tongue half way up the shaft of Malik's cock, barely making any contact at all. He then stopped to look at me for approval. I glowered at Don and said, "That was pathetic! Try again!" He slowly moved in with his tongue stretched far out again, but I had enough of this, so I put my hand on the back of his head and pushed him roughly forward while saying, "Stick out your tongue, goddammit! Lick his cock right this time or I swear to God I'll make you lick his asshole instead!" Don apparently took my threat seriously and so he did what I said, with my continued pressure on the back of his head of course. He held his tongue flat and wide and slowly licked upward over the entire length of Malik's cock. I pulled his head back and said, "That's much better. Now do it again but use more spit. You have to make him wet. I want his cock to glide in my pussy!" I released Don's head from my grasp and let him do it alone. To my surprise he did it again correctly without my prodding. When he looked back he almost gave me a smile, proud of his accomplishment. I said, "Much better, but keep doing it until I tell you to quit. I want his dick dripping with your spit!" Don gave me a dirty look, but he dutifully leaned back in and licked Malik's cock again before I had to discipline him. Then he did it again on his own, and again and again. Watching him repeat this motion several times I noticed he was doing it more slowly now. Could he actually be savoring Malik's cock! I sensed that Don was indeed starting to enjoy licking Malik, especially when we both heard Malik give a moan of approval and put his hand gently on the back of Don's head and pull him in a little tighter so that Don's tongue would put more pressure on his cock. Don glanced up at Malik and then at me and he almost smiled as he continued to lick. I felt a twinge of excitement in my pussy at seeing that. Encouragingly, I said, "That's a good little cuckold! I may teach you to be a good cocksucker yet! Are you enjoying licking Malik's big, black cock for me? I think you are! But don't be stingy; his cock is big enough for two tongues. Move over a little!" I leaned in to the left side and began to lick half of Malik's cock while Don licked the other half. With my hand I then lowered Malik's penis so that it stood out straight. To my surprise, Don, without missing a beat, repositioned himself to start licking the top side of Malik's cock. We were both soon moving our lips and tongues all over Malik's long cock, up and down the shaft and over the head, and he was enjoying it immensely, moaning and groaning loudly. I began to worry that Malik was going to climax too soon from our combined tongue action, so I pushed his penis back up to vertical and said to Don, "Let's give his cock a break for a moment. Here, watch and do what I do." Don watched intently as I moved downward and began to kiss and lick Malik's clean-shaven balls, then I moved aside. Don hesitated for a moment to try this new thing, but without complaining he soon tried to copy me, although he didn't dive into it eagerly. After watching him lightly lick on Malik's balls for a while I moved back in to correct his technique, showing him what to do. First, I opened my mouth and lightly sucked and licked Malik's balls, cradling them in my open lips. I kept at this for a minute, eventually sucking one of his balls gently into my mouth and caressing it with my tongue. Then I sat back and said, "Your turn now, Dear. Suck his black balls for me!" Don moved forward and resumed half-heartedly licking again. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed his face in farther and said, "No! I told you to suck his balls. Open your mouth!" Don obeyed and opened his mouth a little. It took some more prodding to make him do it right, "Open wider! More. That's good, now stick out your tongue and caress his balls. That's a good little white boy! Now gently suck his black balls into your mouth. Not too hard, Malik won't like it! That's right, now move to the other side. Good! Now keep going until I tell you to stop." It took Don a little while to get into the groove, but soon he was licking and sucking on Malik's balls like they were candy. I left him to do that while I resumed sucking and stroking Malik's cock from above. Malik was loving every moment of this and even grabbed my head firmly and was preparing to start mouthfucking me to a big climax. I had to wrest myself back from his grip and said, "Whoa big fella, I think I'm ready for you to fuck me again." This time it was Malik who gave me a dirty look, because I had stopped him just as he was getting ready to blow. I gave him a sheepish smile and mouthed the word "Sorry!" Then I told Don, "OK my little cuckold, I can tell how much you like that, but you need to stop sucking Malik's balls now! I've got another task for you. Lay down on your back." He did and I climbed on top of him in a '69' position, straddling his head between my knees and with my butt in the air. Malik kneeled on the bed behind me and positioned his cock at my pussy lips. I said to Don, "Malik is going to fuck my pussy now with his wet cock and you get to watch, you lucky devil! Your job is to help me when I ask. I will tell you when I need more lubrication and Malik will put his big dick in your mouth so you can wet it again, do you understand?" I could only hear a mumble from behind me, so I yelled, "Do you understand, goddammit?!" This time I heard Don clearly say, "Yes Mistress, I understand." I lowered my shoulders and arched my back to raise up my butt and expose my pussy to Malik. He inserted the head of his cock and pushed forward. I felt that glorious pressure again as his thick cock moved inward, further and further. Malik would intermittently stop and allow me to become accustomed for a few seconds until I was ready for more. I was biting my lip to keep from crying out from a combination of pleasure and pain in my pussy, but the pleasure was easily winning out. The pain was subsiding and changing to an intense feeling of pressure, as if every nerve in my pussy was being stimulated at once. I finally cried out, "Oh my God! Deeper! Yes, deeper!" Malik took that as a cue for the last big push and that's what he did, pulling my ass toward him as he drove forward with his hips. He was all the way in now! I could feel his pelvis tight against my ass and it felt so good. I didn't want him to stop so I yelled out, "Now fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Malik immediately began to withdraw and then move forward again, starting with short movements but quickly getting longer and more deliberate in his strokes. I called out again, "Oh Shit! That feels so good!" I was so caught up in the feeling of Malik's cock fucking my pussy that it had driven the thought of Don completely out of my mind, but then I remembered that he was there, his face just a few inches below my pussy. He could see Malik's cock close up as it drove deeply into my pussy and then back out. I imagined that Malik's balls were even slapping the top of Don's forehead. The thought would have made me laugh if I wasn't so overwhelmed by the feelings of intense pleasure. I cried out, "It feels so good, but I need more lubrication. Service that black cock, cuckold!" Malik pulled out of my pussy and I looked back over my shoulder to see Malik feeding the head of his cock down toward Don's face. Don wasn't cooperating enough to my satisfaction, so I grabbed his cock hard, which was standing at attention directly below me, and gave it a firm squeeze. I reinforced this by saying, "Open your mouth and suck on that big cock. Lick it all over and wet it up for me like I told you to do!" Don complied, and I released my grip on his cock and said, "That's better. Now put it back in my pussy!" Malik resumed his attack on my pussy, slamming himself deeply and forcefully into me. I stood up to it for several minutes but knew that I wouldn't last much longer, so I commanded one more break to allow Don to slather more of his spit all over Malik's long cock. I looked back again. Although I couldn't see him clearly, I could hear the loud noises of sucking and lip smacking down below. I grabbed Don's cock again, but this time gently and began to stroke it while I coaxed him along by saying, "I'm so proud of you, my little cuckold. Do you like the taste of my pussy juices all over Malik's cock? Can you taste Malik's precum, too? Suck it out of his cock! Now put his cock back in my pussy because I'm ready to cum all over your face!" Malik entered me one more time and resumed his hard thrusts. It didn't take long before I began to feel that glorious sensation deep between my legs as it grew and expanded. I held my breath as it intensified and then finally washed over me like warm water. I heard myself crying out the same words repeatedly "Oh Yes! Oh Yes!" as my climax grew and exploded through me and my entire body began to shake and quiver violently. I collapsed on top of Don with Malik still buried deep within me. When I finally regained my senses, I lifted up, so Malik could withdraw his cock, but before he did I said, "Oh my God! That was incredible, Malik! Your cock is amazing! Give it to my husband as a reward for his help. Let him clean my pussy juices off of your cock." Malik pulled back and pushed the head of his sticky wet cock into Don' mouth. Don accepted it, but not gladly at first, but his attitude changed when I started to suck on his own rigid cock below me. I was rewarding him for everything he had done up to this point; he deserved it. As I continued to lavish more attention on Don I could hear him doing the same to Malik. Even Malik seemed to be enjoying the attention from my husband's mouth. But I had one more plan in mind. I stopped sucking Don and climbed off him saying, "Malik, please take your cock out of my cuckold husband's pretty little mouth and lie back on the bed. When he did that I climbed on top of him and straddled his cock. Don was still lying there; he hadn't moved yet. I said, "What are you waiting for? Can't you see that I'm ready to keep fucking Malik and he needs more of your spit on his cock? Get busy!" Don slowed rolled over and moved in behind my ass to where Malik's long cock was standing vertical and poised ready to enter me. I said, "Go ahead. Start licking!" He wasn't protesting anymore. Don moved down and efficiently began to lick and spit all over Malik's cock. He even used his hand to spread the saliva over the entire shaft. Then he stopped and raised up. I said, "If you're ready, grab his cock and stick it in my pussy!" I was amazed that Don did what I asked without question and I felt Malik's cock pushing into my pussy again. Now it was my turn to fuck Malik. I wanted to make him feel as good as I had. I started slowly, raising off of him and then pushing myself back down, and then again faster. Soon I was riding up and down on his cock with long fast movements and the feeling in my pussy was intense. Malik was also liking the sensation as he squeezed my tits and moaned. I slowed and raised my ass up so that I was only fucking the upper few inches of his cock and exposing the rest for my cuckold. I ordered Don, "More lubrication boy! Lick his cock for me; get it wet again." Don moved in and mouthed the base of Don's cock to wet it and when he was done I slid my pussy back down, fully onto Malik's cock. My body shuddered at the heavenly sensation. I said to Don, "That's good. Now help me get Malik off. This poor man needs and orgasm soon! While I fuck his cock, I want you to wrap your little sissy mouth around his balls and lick them like their made of chocolate!" Don amazed me again because he obeyed without complaint. I complimented his eagerness to comply saying, "Wow! You do love his balls, don't you baby? Suck those pretty black balls for me!" I started fucking Malik's full cock again while Don mouthed his nuts. I could tell he was down there doing his job because I could feel my ass contacting the side of his head each time I slid down Malik's cock. But I could also see from Malik's reactions that Don's mouth was helping and soon he would be pumping my pussy full of his cum. The thought of Malik's balls nestled in my husband's mouth, along with the feeling of Malik's massive cock pounding my pussy caused me to have another orgasm that just sprung on me, taking me completely by surprise. I cried out while continuing to ride Malik as each wave of my orgasm quickly rolled over me until eventually my body relaxed. I felt wonderful, but I also felt bad because I couldn't hold out long enough for Malik to cum in my pussy first. But surely I could take care of that; he can always cum in my mouth! I quickly climbed off Malik and turned around, fully prepared to devour his big cock and suck him to his own intense orgasm. That's when I saw Don still lying there dutifully licking and sucking Malik's balls and apparently enjoying himself immensely. I had a sudden thought, but I also wondered "Could it work? Would he do it? I guess there's only one way to find out!" I resumed my dominating character and loudly ordered Don, "Quick, put Malik's cock in your mouth and suck off my pussy juices. Don reluctantly released Malik's balls from his mouth, but he did get up on his knees and lean forward toward Malik's penis and tentatively took it lightly between his thumb and a finger. He was hesitant to grasp it fully in his hand, let alone to commit to going down on Malik's cock of his own volition. I snapped! I moved in quickly and fiercely slapped Don hard across the face, startling both him and Malik. Hell, I even surprised myself, but I didn't stop. I screamed at him, "What in the fuck do you think you're doing? This is exactly what you wanted from me, and this is how you repay me? I'm telling you right now to either suck his black cock or get the hell out of here and I'll do it myself! I swear to God though, if you quit now I will fuck every black man I can find but you will be completely locked out!" Don, his cheek now red with a clear outline of my hand, looked wide-eyed at me, but quickly said, "Yes Mistress!" and then he immediately grasped Malik's cock with both hands, opened his mouth wide and engulfed the engorged head of Malik's black cock in his mouth and began to lick and suck it. I was quiet for a very long time while my I breathed deeply. I was surprised at how emotional I had become in playing this role. I suspect that much of the rage that welled up in me at that moment was from the deep anger I still held over discovering Don's secret desires; at having been excluded and lied to for so long. I was calmer now, but my heart was still racing. That was from the surprise I felt at my level of arousal at this moment. I realized there were three reasons I was so sexually aroused; first was that I was thoroughly enjoying dominating my husband and watching him respond with equal arousal at this new role. Secondly, of course, was the fulfilment of my interracial fantasies with a gorgeous black man like Malik. The third reason was the most surprising to me, and it was a combination of the first two. I was hugely turned on by watching my husband as I forced him to sexually service a black man. The thought of pushing him more and more to perform sex acts with this man was driving me onward. During this long internal conversation in my head Don had kept up his clumsy oral action on Malik's cock; at this point he wouldn't dare stop without my permission. I could see now that he was only serving to maintain Malik's hard-on, but not moving him toward a release. Something had to be done about that. So I spoke, quietly this time, "That's much better, my little cuckold, but I think it's time that you learn how to really suck cock!" Don started to raise off of Malik, but I was ready for that and I pushed him back down even before Malik's cock was out of his mouth. I said, "I didn't tell you to stop! It would be rude! Keep sucking his cock and do exactly what I tell you to do!" Don did what I asked, so I ventured further, "Now, start moving your mouth up and down onto the head of his cock and close your lips tight to create pressure on the tip. Good! Now try to take him deeper into your mouth, as deep as you can!" I could see Don moving his head further down the length of Malik's cock with each forward motion of his head, inching along. I could also see more of Don's saliva dripping from between his lips as he pushed Malik's cock deeper into his throat, but soon he started to gag. I said, "That's OK. He's just too big to take all the way in, but you can use your hands to stroke the rest of his cock. That's right, grip him tightly, but not too tight, and make long slow strokes up and down." Malik laid back on the bed and closed his eyes and was starting to feel the difference in Don's technique. I continued, "Good! Open your lips for a moment and let more of your saliva drip down his cock. Good! See how it helps your hands glide more smoothly? Now stroke his cock a little faster and match the speed of your mouth moving up and down with those of your hands." Malik started to squirm and move his hips and I could hear his moans getting louder. I said, "You're doing great, Dear. Now move one of your hands down and caress his balls while you stroke his cock even faster with the other hand. That's right! Now grip his cock tighter and stroke him even faster, and keep your mouth moving up and down in rhythm with your hand." I could sense that Malik's breathing was getting shallower and faster, but Don was so caught up in trying to follow my instructions, in trying to obey and please me, that he wasn't recognizing the signs that he had displayed so many times before when I used the same blowjob techniques on him. Would I really be able to make this happen? I continued to praise my husband, "You're doing great. You're quite the little sissy cocksucker now, aren't you? Keep going! Suck that big, black cock! Stroke it faster! Yes!" Malik was now moaning very loudly, and his hips were straining to push upward, trying to push his cock forward, deeper into my husband's mouth. I said, "Now get ready, little cuckold, there's one last thing you have to do..." Don was still moving his mouth and hands, still engrossed in his task. His eyes were closed tight in concentration as I finished my thought, "Now get ready to catch Malik's cum in your mouth!" Don's eyes flew open wide and looked toward me in fright, but his mouth kept moving! He was too much under my control to stop what I had commanded him to do, but nevertheless he began to verbally express his reluctance to continue to the end. With his lips still clamped tightly around Malik's cock he began to voice his reluctance, "Mmmmm Mmmmm!" along with a shake of his head. He did this several times while giving me a pleading look with his eyes, yet all the time he kept up his hand and mouth action on Malik's cock. A glance at Malik showed me that he was now only seconds away from exploding, so I spoke firmly but softly to Don to keep him going to the end, "You can do it, my sweet little cuckold! Do it for me! Take his cum in your mouth for me!" Don's eyes kept looking into mine, but now they seemed less frightened. He had resigned himself to continue because I wished him to. I smiled a big smile and said, "That's my good little cuckold! This is it! Stroke his cock hard now! Suck his dick! Faster! Faster!" Malik let out a loud wail and simultaneously reached out and grabbed Don's head, holding it firmly and keeping Don's mouth tightly on his thick cock as he bucked his hips forward and started his orgasm. Don had removed his hands from Malik's cock, so he could brace his body against Malik's sudden body movement, but Malik's penis was still buried deeply in Don's mouth. I had a clear view of the lower half of Malik's throbbing penis and I noticed the thick shaft of Malik's cock swell and subside several times in a rapid pumping action as Malik propelled his hot semen into my loving husband's mouth! Don's eyes went wide as he felt the gush of Malik's cum explode inside his mouth and down his throat! I was so excited that I was shouting further instructions as Don did his best to weather the onslaught, "Yes! Yes! That's it! Keep your lips closed! Catch all of that delicious cum! Don't take your mouth off his cock!" Don couldn't have disengaged if he wanted to; Malik continued to hold his head firmly while thrusting his cock in and out, deep into Don's mouth for a very long time until his orgasm finally subsided. It seemed to last forever! Malik finally let go of Don and laid back in exhaustion, but Don was still holding on, his lips tightly clamped on Malik's penis as I had commanded. Despite his valiant efforts some of Malik's thick cum did leak out from his lips, but he managed to hold most of it in. Don was patiently waiting for my instructions, so with my heart beating a mile a minute I said, "Don't move! Now I want you to swallow everything that's in your mouth!" Don's eyes looked at me and pleaded with me again, but I could tell there was no real fight in him anymore. He knew he was going to lose this one too. I said, "Go ahead now. Swallow it!" With the softening head of Malik's cock still in his mouth I could see Don struggle to try to swallow what must have been a massive load of cum. He had to swallow it in small incremental amounts and I watched him clinch his eyes and grimace as he forced it down his throat over several attempts. His mouth now empty of most of Malik's cum, I said, "Good boy! You're a real cocksucker now! But you're not quite done yet. You still have to clean Malik's cock for him. That's right! Suck every last bit of cum out of his dick! Use your hands to squeeze it from his cock and into your mouth. Good! Now clean all the excess cum from his cock and don't miss the stuff that dripped down on his balls! I want him to be completely clean." Don kept us his cleaning of Malik's cock and balls, and I must admit he was doing a good job. He was being very thorough. While he did this, I made a decision right there and then, and said, "I've decided that you'd better get used to this because you're going to have to do this with all of my black lovers from now on!" Don looked up at me while he continued to clean Malik's cock and listened. I continued, "Yes, there's going to be many black lovers coming here and you are going to service me, and them! I'm your mistress from now on, and they will be your black masters. You will bow down to black masters and satisfy their desires, whatever they ask of you, do you understand?" Don looked at me and nodded but didn't speak as his mouth was still occupied with his task at hand. I said, "You must thank your black master for letting you suck his big, black dick and then giving you the gift of all his thick, sweet cum!" Don didn't fight me at all now; he did whatever I asked him to do without question. Don mumbled a thank you to Malik. He was truly my obedient cuckold and I owned him completely! When I could see that he had cleaned Malik's cock and balls completely I ordered him to stop and look up at me. He sat up. His face was red and his lips looked raw from all the hard sucking he had done. That didn't stop me from jumping onto him and kissing him hard, driving my tongue deep into his mouth and kissing him for a very long time. I then pushed Don back on the bed and climbed on top of him and kissed him again and told him I loved him. Then I moved down to his still-hard cock and gave him the best damn blow job he ever had! He had earned it! Part way through Don's blowjob I saw Malik get up and start to leave the room. He looked over at me and waved. I responded with a wink and a smile while continuing to suck Don's penis. Malik walked out of the room without saying a word. I was confident that Don and I would see him again someday soon. I finished Don's blowjob by giving him a powerful climax directly into my mouth; the most powerful one I have ever seen him experience. After I devoured his entire load and gave him the same cleaning treatment I had demanded from him, I climbed back up to him and kissed him deeply before we fell asleep in each other's arms. The next day Don and I talked, and fucked, and talked some more. We repeated that over the course of the next few days and weeks. We even started visiting Dr. Andrews together and she is helping us explore our sexual attractions and fetishes together. During one of these sessions, Don coyly reminded me that another big fetish for him, one that he has had for most of his life, is a threesome with two women. He made sure to make it clear that it obviously must include a large amount of lesbian activity. I laughed, but my pussy was tingling as I said, "I think that can be arranged, if you continue to obey me!"

I think I was only, just, hitting puberty when I first caught a glimpse of my moms Cunt. Before that, the idea of my 'Mother' as a sexual being was utterly ridiculous, I mean, that would be incest, wouldn't it? I had been at home alone and naturally, being at the beginning of puberty, I had snuck onto my parents pc to look at porn. We weren't exactly well off nowadays with dad losing his job and all, so it was the only computer left in the house. I had been watching one of my favourite porn clips intensely when I heard footsteps from around the corner. 'Shit, who's that, I didn't hear them get home!' I immediately turned off the monitor and still fully nude, slipped behind the large filing cabinet near the corner of the room. I couldn't afford to get caught here either, having left my clothes in my room. I sat there listening with my eyes closed but hearing only scuffling sounds as someone pottered around putting their bags and other essentials away. Then I heard the 'blip' sound as someone turned on the pc monitor, followed by the "argh, yeah, fuck me in the cunt, use me, make me cum, make me CUM!" "Jarred" I heard my moms voice huff out. "Well, I guess he is a teenager now," she mused, "it'll only get worse from here on out." I expected her to exit the porn site, and get on with whatever it was she had turned the pc on for in the first place. But the sounds of "YEAH, that's right, fuck my cunt!, Fuck!, My!, Cunt!" kept coming from the speakers. After a while, I started to hear a slow rhythmic panting on top of the scratchy pornographic screams coming from the computer speakers. Ever so gently, I turned and peeked out with one eye from behind the filing cabinet to see a most incredible sight. There she was, my Mother, splayed out and arching her back over the computer chair. The buttons of her tight office work shirt were undone, leaving her flat, toned, stomach and perky round D-cup bra visible. But the most shocking thing was the fact that she had one hand down lower and was ploughing herself relentlessly in her dripping Gash with a gigantic black dildo. I jerked my head back around, breathing hard and my heart racing, only to find my cock harder than ever before. Staring helplessly, it slowly dawned on me that I was hard from seeing my Mother getting herself off. 'No!, bad!' i thought, 'this is so wrong, she's my mom, not a fucking pornstar.' Though I did have to admit to myself that she was easily the hottest Mom out of all of my friend's Moms. What was that song they used to tease me with?... 'Jarred's Mom has got it going on.' And it was all because she'd wanted implants after I was born. She had been feeling a bit insecure about her body at the time, having just gone through childbirth and being a bit of a fitness freak she had wanted to look as good as possible as soon as she could so that everyone would want her again. So that's what dad had done, he had got her a pair of large silicone teardrop implants. At the time he was still employed and doing quite well for himself, so money wasn't that big of an issue. As I sat there in my uncomfortable position staring at my throbbing member, I finally worked out what everyone had meant when referring to my Mom as a MILF. By this point in time, moms panting had blossomed into full-blown moaning, and my erection was still standing at attention, so I tentatively reached forward and prodded it. I'd never actually jerked off before, only having just discovered how to find porn on the internet. But hearing moms moans of "MMF... yeeaaah" prompted me to grab it and start slowly massaging the length of my shaft. I chanced a look again, my blood thumping hard in my eardrums and started jerking vigorously as my Mom upped her intensity getting louder and louder. "AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, her tongue lolling out as she started trembling all over, her eyes rolling back in her head. Then came a steady stream of fluid spurting out of her pussy, landing in a sizable puddle on the other side of the room. She bucked on the chair, multiple times, before falling off and collapsing on the floor, her body still spasming with small orgasmic seizures. After maybe five minutes, she managed to pick herself up off the floor and leave the room. I looked down at the cock in my hand to see it had gone slack and spunk had gone all over my belly. 'Oh! God! what did I do! No! I jacked off to my Mom! Noooooo!' XXX I tried my best to put the incident behind me over the next couple of years, and mostly, it was a success. It was only in the darkest hours of the mornings when I couldn't cum no matter how hard I tried, that my mind strayed back to the image of my Mother in an almost catatonic, orgasmic state. XXX I had only just turned eighteen a couple of months previously when Mom kicked dad out of the house. He had been sitting on the couch in an only semi-sober state for about the last two years, having long ago given up on ever finding a job again. I didn't feel much remorse for him considering the alcoholism. Moms birthday was coming up soon, and she would be turning thirty-five having given birth to me quite young. For her age, I had to admit that Mom had kept herself well fit, going to the gym at least twice every single week. 'Wait... No! Bad!... I will not think about Mom that way; I will not think about Mom that way, I will not think about Mom that way, I will not-' "Jarred" called my Mom from the bedroom, "can you come in here for a moment?" "Okay, mom," I yelled back, struggling to get rid of my semi-hardon. I opened her bedroom door to see Mom reading a book. She was lying diagonally across the king-sized mattress propped up on one elbow in nothing but a set of thin, red lace, lingerie. My eyes were instantly drawn towards her luscious Cunt, seeing as how her hips were splayed wide open, giving me a direct view. A thin piece of lace was the only thing in the way, and what a sexy piece it was, too, pulled up high above both hips Brazillian porno style. "Mom! at least put some clothes on if your gonna call me into your room." "Okay!, Jesus!" Mom replied a hurt look on her face, "your making me feel old." "No-, Mom-, I didn't mean it that way..." "I'll be thirty-five in a couple of weeks, then I really will be old," she said wistfully, looking out the window. "No mom, your not old at all," I said, struggling to make her feel better, "in fact, pretty much all my friends refer to you as a MILF..." 'Oh dear God!, did I really, just, say that, Out Loud! please let this be a hallucination; please let this be-' "Really?" asked Mom, turning to look at me, a mischievous smile playing over her lips, "So you're embarrassed about seeing your mommy in her underthings, huh?" "No-, that's not it-," I said as I struggled for words, " why were you nearly naked and calling me you into your room, in the first place?" I asked, finally grasping the point. "Well, to be honest, I didn't actually notice my, err, nudity," she said, looking at herself, "I was just hoping to talk with you about plans for my upcoming birthday party. This is the first one without your father here, and you are the 'man of the house' now." "Oh, okay," I said, sitting down at her coffee table as Mom pulled on a loose satin robe, leaving it untied as she sat down beside me. 'Yeah, that's right, leave your legs open at just that angle. I can get a full view of your juicy, lace-covered Cunt if you perch your legs right there-, Wait!... No!...Bad! I must not think of my steaming hot, superfit, fuckable Mother that way-, Wait!, No!... I did it again!' Mom was off in party mode as she talked about maybe getting someone to play barman and weather or not it should be formal or informal. I was having a hard time following her though, with every animated gesture Mom would make, her tight body would twist in a strange new way, giving me glimpses every now and then through the gap in her dressing gown. My semi was now a fully erect shaft, and I cursed myself for my dark, lustful thoughts as I squirmed in my seat, trying, unsuccessfully, to hide my erection. "Oh, and one more thing," Mom said as she closed up the party planning folder, "you're expected to bet present and sober, Okay, maybe a little tipsy, for the entire night. the hosts go to bed last, don't you know..." "Yay," I said in the most deadpan voice I could muster, as I saw her gown fly freely open. 'Oh!, what a sight to behold! I ache to run my fingers over your thinly toned, flat stomach; to take my fingertips and drive them deeply into your phenomenal booty cheeks; to use just one arm to-, Wait!... Shit!... I did it again!' I tried to hunch over as I left the room trying to hide my manhood, but I swear I heard Mom giggling as I made my way out. I was back in my room before you could say motherfucker twice. As I lay there, I tried to sort out what was going on inside my head. 'Okay, so Mom is hot... but it's just so Wrong!... I do want to lick her all over, though... No!...Bad!... I will not think about my own Mother like That!... My fit!, Sexy!, Fuckable!, Mega MILF Mom!...noooooo!... I did it again!... What's wrong with me?... Why do I keep envisioning doing things like taking both of my moms, well-exercised legs and pinning them behind her head as I plough her majestic Cunt?... AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!... I must be fucked in the head!' XXX I tried my best over the next couple of weeks to fight off my dark, lustful desires, but in the end to no avail. As moms birthday party rolled around, I found myself increasingly trying to maneuver myself into positions where I would have the best view of my mothers curves. I even tried once or twice to get a look at her while she was in the shower, unfortunately, I was unsuccessful at those attempts. On the day of the party, Mom went into her room for about two hours before coming out when the people started showing up. She looked heavenly, all decked out in a beautiful, long, flowing black dress that clung tightly to her form, at every possible angle. I was left standing there, momentarily speechless as she went to greet the arriving guests. Just how had that goddess managed to instil itself inside my Mother. The rest of the night was a bit of a blur, to be honest. All of my attention was being focused on Mom and her smiling thirty-fifth birthday party antics. I frowned seeing her being a little 'too' friendly with some of the blokes who came to the party. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. So at about one in the morning, most everyone started leaving except for one guy, named Mark, that Mom seemed to be sweet on. "We're going to bed now, honey" my Mom slightly slurred at me as she stumbled past. "Okay, mom," I replied, deadpan again, knowing that I would be cleaning all this up. I had just started to pick up cups and glasses as the noises began. It started slow and rhythmically at first as I heard the creaking of the bed and my Mother's moans of "Mmmmmmmmf...yesh" muffled only slightly by the bedroom wall. Then they started to get faster and louder. 'Mom your such a Cuntslut!... you like it like that, don't you!...getting your constantly moist, Cunt!, pounded Relentlessly!-, Ah! No!... I've gone and done it again...why must I keep thinking of Mom in such a way... but... even, still... I can hear you, Mom, being fucked hard, I can hear you sing out in wails of pleasure as I get closer to the crack at your bedroom door. You didn't fasten the latch properly in your haste for bed, so I can see you there in the gloom rolling and grinding your sopping wet Cunt on Marks hipbones, trying in vain to get enough cock inside yourself for completion.' I see my mothers problem as Mark slips his unfortunately below average penis out of moms gaping wide Cunthole. He is a genuinely unfortunate man, at about three inches long and half the average girth of a normal cock. Instead of crashing the night, he makes his way towards the door, giving me seconds to get to my room and out of sight. As I lay awake in bed, breathing hard, I realized that I had just witnessed my Mother getting fucked, albeit by a sub-par penis. 'fuck it, I give up... I wanna fuck my Mother so bad! I want to lick the sweat out of every pore and plug up every Gash with my throbbing manhood-' "honey, are you still awake?" asked, Mom sticking her head into my darkened room. I quickly throw my blanket over myself. "yeah, only just, a bit loud weren't you," I asked, still a little tipsy from the party. "yeah... about that..." Mom said, leaving the sentence hanging as she slipped into my room "where's mark?" I asked, sitting up and already knowing the answer, "he's not asleep already is he?" "No... he's gone home already... it seems he can't perform well under pressure." Mom replied, deflated "so he just didn't do it for you," I said getting more interested in the conversation. "well... no... I guess not," Mom complained as she sat next to me on my bedside. "oh well, you can't win all the time," I said, as I put my hands behind my head and lay back. "Oh!..." let out Mom as she turned to see the shape of my Throbbing solid shaft quite visible through my boxer shorts. "Oh, Honey!" she repeated, staring at my crotch area. Then I felt it, an odd yet not entirely unenjoyable tickling coming up my thigh before I caught sight of my Mother spider walking her fingers towards my penis. I was frozen in place as I watched moms hand slink inside my waistband and grasp hold of my engorged member at the very base. Then looking back at me, she licked her lips and gave a wink as she started to gradually massage me from base to tip, bringing in a second hand to provide a bit of extra inspiration. Finally, when I could no longer take it, I let out the words I thought I would never speak aloud. "Mom, I'm gonna cum, make me cum!" With that, I sprayed a fountain of semen above our heads and in all directions and finished. "Mom!... You just?... This is sooooooooo bad... We can't do this, it's illegal." "Its mommies first birthday without your father. Can you consider this a birthday present for me? I just want a proper sized cock and Marks just didn't do it for me..." "looking at this, however" she continued playing around with my quickly rehardening member, "you should 'easily' be able to satisfy mommies needs, and then some..." We locked eyes as we both gave each other the okay, then I pulled my Mother towards me, locking lips with her as we began to wrestle our tongues violently. We barely parted as I ripped her nightgown off, leaving not a trace of fabric on her. I rolled her onto her back and lifted both ankles onto my shoulders as I began to ram her hard in her moist Cunt. I gripped my hands on either side of her tight waist and wailed as I let go of all my forbidden feelings. "Yeah! That's right Mom!... You just take it!... Let the sweat drip out of your every pore, as I slam my shaft into your juicy Cunthole!" Mom only answered me in turn. "Oh, Yeah!... Fuck mommies cunthole Hard!... Let yourself go completely, don't hold back... Fuck my Cunt!... Fuck, mommies Cunt!... Fuck Me!... Fuck Me!... Fuck Me!... FUCK!...ME!... AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She started to buck ferociously as I came inside her, spraying fluid all over me as I pulled out. "MOAR" she screamed, as she pulled me back, "Fuck Mommy MOAR!" With both hands, she forced my face into her insatiable Vagina, but I went more than willingly. I was almost able to drink it; she was so wet down there. I had to fight for breathing room she was pushing so aggressively. "Wait-," I yelled, finally not able to stand it much longer, "I need to be able to breathe Mom, "do you want me to suffocate?" "Just!... Keep!... Fucking!... Me!" came her strangled cry as her eyes rolled back and she foamed at the mouth, all the while still violently rubbing her own Cunt, "Fuck Mommy!... Fuck Mommy!... I don't care how, just FUCK!...ME!" "Okay Mom, Are you ready for fisting?" I inquired. "Yesh!...Yesh!... YESH!" she confirmed cuming again hard. Moving forward, I quickly worked four fingers into moms sopping wet Cunt. Then as I took a little more time to work My thumb in I finally slid my whole hand in all the way to the wrist. With my other hand, I rearranged the pillows to hold moms drooling face up, giving her a clear view of her vaginal penetration. "See Mom" I commented, "watch your belly bulge as I Cuntpunch you senseless." And then I did. "Oh, Mom!... You are such a horny Slut!...can you feel that as I slowly Punch and retract my fist inside your Big! Wide! Sloppy! Vagina!...Yes! That's, It!... Moan for me, Mommy!... Let me feel your pleasure!... Yes! That's, Right!... Vibrate!... You want me to punch you Deeper!... And, Faster!... Don't you?" "Punch mommy deeper and faster!... I want MOAR!" she shrieked in answer, "MOAR!...MOAR!...MOAR!..." "Alright," I announced, before removing my whole entire fist and half my forearm from her Cunt. I held it up in the light letting the juices sparkle like diamonds, then, mercilessly, I plunged my fist directly into Moms cunthole and began to punch her insides as hard and fast as I possibly could. My Mother shook in seizures of delight as great globules of drool came flying out of her mouth. By this point, my arm was all the way up to my elbow as I fisted her Cunt relentlessly. I was starting to hope for some sort of a climax to this strange little after party, we were having. Just then, Moms seizures took a violent turn as she let out a long, painful sounding "AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Her limbs jerking in all directions. 'Oh, shit!... What did I do?... Is Mom, okay? Is she alive?... I bent forward and felt her pulse, faint but still there, good...Now...What to do, what to do... If I take her to the hospital they'll most probably mark here as a rape victim... can't do that now can i... don't want to go to jail labelled as a Motherfucker... Oh! God!... I'm a MOTHERFUCKER!... NOOOOOOOOO!' then I looked down at my Mother's superfit unconscious form. 'Meh, it could have been way worse... Mom might not have been the MILF of every teenager's dreams.' Looking down again, I noticed her start to twitch again and then "Ahhhrrgh!" Came a noise from moms mouth as she rolled onto her side and vomited. "What the FUCK! did you do to Me?" yelled Mom before rolling over and vomiting again. "Uhm..." I started before I realized I had no idea what to say, "Happy birthday, Mom." I smiled sheepishly "we'll sort this out in the morning" she whispered, leaning into my ear before kissing me passionately on the lips for a minute or two. Then she stood up fully nude and walked seductively to my bedroom door. She smiled back at me, licking her lips and turning off the light switch with a wink. "Goodnight, honey." 'Wow, that kiss tasted bad... vomit!... blurgh!'

I remember when I moved into my first flat or as the Americans would apartment, I had an enjoyable liaison, it was a great flat it was on the first floor, the location was at the end of row of Victorian houses situated next to woodland, my windows faced the woodland. My neighbour underneath was an elderly gentleman who slightly deaf. Because my window faced the forest usually nobody can see you so, I use the prance around the flat only in my panties and camisole top, I loved standing in front of my free standing mirror and admiring myself in my undies, I use to masturbate myself through my panties, after I shower I loved putting on my white suspender belt (prior to the making of lace top stocking) with white stockings, a white stain camisole top with a nice pair of midi style satin panties. One early morning on one of my weekends off, after completing my chores, I was still feeling horny as fuck so I showered the changed into my clean fresh lingerie, on this occasion I wore a mint coloured satin camisole top and matching midi type panties with my white suspender belt and stockings, I stood in front of my free standing full length mirror and began to appreciate how great I looked in lingerie, being a 22 year old a good looking young sissy boy with thin body that suited the wearing of lingerie. no wig or high heeled shoes neither make up, on occasions I liked putting on a bit of mascara, while I was standing in front of the free standing mirror and enjoyed sexual gratification through fondling myself I notice an mature man in his late 60's watching me, he had a small dog with him I presumed he was taking his dog for walk, I didn't know how long he was standing there, he must have known I hadn't seen him but his curiosity made him stand and watch me, When I detected his presence I quickly decided not to move the window I took a change and stood and smiled at him, to my astonishment he rubbed his crotch and gyrated himself, this was a signal for me to carry on with my performance. After 10 minutes he left to continue his walk with his dog, the situation made me feel really excited and very horny so I quickly masturbated inside the front panel of my knickers to release my sperm load, it was such a great liberation. I was pleasing exhausted by truly satisfied. All night I fantasised about the man with his dog, so the next morning, I showered and changed into some clean lingerie this time it was Ivory bra and knickers with frill overlapping the bra and knickers, with an ivory suspender belt and white stockings. To give an effect of filled bra cups I placed some bird seed inside a strong plastic bag and tied it securely. I waited at the same time I positioned myself by my free standing mirror by the window waiting for the man to appear, Then the man appeared with his dog, I performed my provocative display of sexiness and massaged myself through my panties and bra, he stood there this time he in undid his zip and released his cock. The man for some reason knew my neighbour who lived in the flat underneath was away so he could be a little risqué. I'd prepared for this eventuality by writing on a large piece of paper "Do you want some cock fun if so come to first floor flat", I held the note against glass pane in the window. The man nodded his head I rushed to unlock the door, and left it open for the man to enter my flat. In comes man and his dog, the man asked if I minded the dog being with us, I answered I had no objection, after locking he door the man cane towards me and place his hand on my panty covered crotch, I was exceedingly lustful at this point, I invited the man into the bedroom and assured him I'd close the curtains. The man introduced himself as Ted, he had a nice head of hair, he was smartly dressed, polish shoes, tweed jacket, pressed trousers shirt and tie, he folded his clothes neatly on the bedroom chair. I sensed he'd been in one of the services at one point in his life, he was a mature man and clean shaven. Without warning he gave me a long French kiss, the dog sat on my bedroom chair quietly,I help Ted undress when he was down to underwear I was pleased he didn't wear Y fronts or baggy boxers shorts, his underpants were a pale blue classic jockey type, the label said they were St Michael a Marks & Spencer brand. Ted kissed me again and we fell on the bed in our underwear. As Ted mounted me I immediately wrapped my legs around his torso, there was no movement in his underwear, his cock felt flaccid, but that didn't matter, it was really nice to have a masculine man's body on top of me slowly gyrating. It was difficult stopping Ted from giving me love bit on my neck I'd would have loved it but it would have been a little awkward to explain to my work colleagues in the office. He didn't rush our sexual cock session, he was gentle but dominant. Ted didn't speak only breathed heavily, while kissing me he was fondling my bra, that simulated my breast with some bird seed. I wanted to suck Ted's cock but he was totally content in fondling me, he manoeuvred himself on the bed to face my panty covered cock and kissed it and sucked my cock through the knicker material. My cock soon arose to a full erection through the sensitivity of Ted's orifice. My cock began to strain itself in my knickers it needed to be released from the restriction of my panties. Ted asked if would remove my bra so he could suck on my nipples, Ted slid off me and I sat up for Ted to undo the clips on my bra he helped me to take it off, as I laid back on the bed Ted once more positioned himself on top of me, kissing me also French kissing me before turning his attention to my nipples, which he sucked like a vacuum cleaner. running his tongue over my nipples giving each nipple equal attention While caressing my nipples Ted slowly gyrating himself on top of his body massaged my cock which was already straining in my knickers, resulting in some pre-cum droplets wetting the front panel of my skimpy knickers. After some serious nipple concentration Ted sat up and slowly removed my pre-cum stained panties, revealing my rock hard which sprang up just a newly sprung coil with its dripping head of pre-cum juices, what a welcome relief, Ted placed my satin knickers neatly underneath my cock so my sperm could saturate my panties, then Ted snuggled up against to me and looked into eyes and began to stroke my cock then slowly began masturbating me. Ted uttered passionately "I'm going to drain all your lovely spunk juice from your balls", his comments made me feel more horny. He stopped in brief spells to kiss me, sadly his cock didn't rise to an erection, I expect it was due to age, it was days before Viagra. When Ted returned to masturbating me he became really focused, his hand strokes became rapid and I could feel my love juices were almost ready to flow, Ted could sense it the time for me to release my spunk, as I humped and my body trembled while Ted controlled my sperm explosion Ted continued looking into my eyes has he masturbated so he could enjoy the moment of my ecstasy. As Ted ejaculated every drop of spunk from my cock it sprayed my already soaked pre-sum knickers. I was utterly and totally exhausted but really exhilarated. Ted wiped the surplus sperm droplets off my body with my cum stained knickers. Ted made me put them back on and massaged the moist knickers. What really wonderful Ted didn't rush away, he waited patiently for my second erection, when I finally reached my second erection which was not long he suggested I stand in front of my free standing mirror and let me see him masturbating me, still wearing my suspender belt and stockings with my skimpy panties around my knees Ted stood behind me and masturbated, my second erection his harder but the sensation of shooting my cum load lasts a little longer. but time was no matter I wasn't working and Ted was only staying with daughter to look after her dog for the weekend. While Ted and I enjoyed rapturous lustful cock session his dog sat quietly on the sofa. Eventually I shot my second spunk load, as Ted masturbated me my legs nearly gave way, as Ted hand masturbated my last few cock strokes, my spunk shot over the free standing mirror. Ted was absolutely delighted he said because his cock is flaccid most days he had such a thrill giving me sexual gratification, I asked Ted did have any sex partners, because he seemed so experienced in satisfying a panty wearing young man like me, Ted responded by saying he's only had two liaisons, a fellow soldier before he was married, and only few cock sessions with his son-in-law, who'd wear his daughter knickers while they masturbated each other. Both Ted and his son-in-law were totally sexually frustrated his wife and daughter had little sex drive. Ted said he and his son-in-law have not had any masturbation sessions for quite some time, but he offered to tell his son-in-law about our cock session, if I was interested of course I readily agreed. I'd only seen Ted twice since that day, about 9 months had when Ted's son-in-law knocked the door one evening to say Ted had suffered stroke and needed to go into sheltered accommodation, his son-in-law then gave me his telephone number and said Ted would only be pleased to hear from me. Ted's son-in-law was called Terry, he was a plain speaking person not beating around the bush he asked me directly if I'd be interested in having a fuck session with him, Terry surprised me, but it indicated Ted had informed him our sexual encounter. I replied to Terry, "Yes would you like a masturbation session or a true fuck session", Terry answered both please, I've never fucked a man before, but I'm so fucking horny I don't care, what about know I said, no problem said Terry I'm free this evening, I invited Terry in I was dressed in a pair of really brief shorts and a T-shirt with a pair of skimpy pink knicker underneath, shall we go to the bedroom I enquired of Terry "Fuck Yes" Terry said. I immediately stripped down to my skimpy pink panties, and watch Terry undress to his underpants, they were no very exciting, a pair of grey coloured classic briefs, akin to Ted's fuck session we didn't remove our underwear straightaway, Terry kissed me passionate, Terry was about 45 years old, rugged completion, a manual worker, a good muscular body, good biceps, and masculine in nature, his vocabulary was not gentle, because I wasn't expecting a fuck session I hadn't lubricated my fuck hole, so I suggested I needed to lubricate my love tunnel with KY jelly to make his cock's entry inside my anus easier. I put of a gay fuck film to keep his sexual arousal interested, I quickly removed myself to bathroom where I quickly dooshed my cunt and sprayed some perfume over me. I returned to the bedroom where Terry had removed his briefs and was stroking his cock, while watching a gay film, "Fucking hell, this film is fucking great", Terry instructed me to suck his cock, which I did I engulfed it with pleasure, my mouth pushed his foreskin up and down, "Don't fucking stop" Terry yelled, when I came up for air I asked him would he fuck me, OK there's first time for every fucking thing, I stood up Terry kissed me then fondled my panty covered cock before yanking down my pretty panties down, I laid back on the bed with my legs in the air, then Terry positioned his cock at the entrance of my cunt and rammed it inside me without mercy, "Terry shouted "Fucking wonderful Nancy boy", I haven't fucked a tight cunt for donkey years, boy your cunt is so fucking tight, I love it, it feels like I'm fucking a virgin's cunt, I'm going to fuck your cunt really hard and fill it with every drop of my spunk". Within quarter of an hour I could sense Terry was about to explode his sperm inside me, so I started to masturbate myself with rapid strokes, so we both would ejaculate our spunk at the same time, "I'm fucking cumming" shouted Terry, so I increased my cock strokes to match Terry's cock gyrations, and eureka our pleasure was shared at the same time. Terry slumped on top of me, he said "I'm truly fucked, Jay you never know how much I really needed that fuck", we laid back on the bed and Terry kissed my nipples, are you in a hurry I asked "Fuck no, my wife's out till late" answered Terry, I asked Terry if he'd like to fuck me again, quick as flash he answered "You fucking bet I would", I suggested we shower together, afterwards he could choose what lingerie he'd like me to wear for our second fuck session. When we showered together Terry kissed and kissed me, we felt each other's cocks, Terry washed my cunt, he help me doosh my fuck hole clean, after we dried ourselves I showed Terry my selection of lingerie, he chose red stockings, a black suspender belt, red satin bra and knickers with black edge lacing, a slutty choice. we returned to the bed where Terry sucked my nipples, Terry's cock didn't disappoint me soon it rose for the occasion, there was no time to waste he pulled the sear of my panties to the side so his cock could fuck me from behind, I sat on his cock and vibrated up and down, he fucked me on my back, I was fucked for at least an hour as I faced down on the bed Terry pounded a pounded me really hard before he eventually ejaculated his cum inside me. Terry's cock stayed inside my cunt until it had softened, my cunt was well saturated with Terry's spunk, we laid on the bed Terry was beaming, he'd longed for some raunchy sex, but was not disappointed it was with another male, Terry's wife had lost all sexual interest, her knickers were baggy types, the situation made Terry feeling sexual frustrated, He masturbated for a long time except for a few wanking sessions with his father-in-law Ted. Terry was now fully liberated sexually his preference for sex with women was his first choice, but having sex with another man was awesome, no hold barred, my sexual intercourse with Terry made him realize Gay sex was even better than heterosexual sex. Terry use to call at 06:00 am on his way to work, or the odd evening when his wife was out, after about 3 months Terry's visit were infrequent, Terry told me he'd found a regular fuck in his neighbour's 30 year old son Nathan, who was effeminate, Terry and Nathan's situation worked out quite well, Nathan was available 24/7 because he lived at home looking after his parents, Terry wife was out often attending different societies. Terry insisted Nathan wear knickers etc., this request really pleased Nathan who was only willing to please Terry's sexual libido I started ringing Ted about twice a week, we'd chat for half an hour or sometimes an hour, Ted loved me talking about panties knickers, cock cum anything thing to do with gay sex. It was Ted who mentioned about Terry and his neighbour Nathan affair, Ted's daughter was never in the house she was totally involved with various societies, their son had left home, he didn't have a good relationship with his mother but he got on well with Terry. Nathan invited Terry for Sunday dinners and sometimes a week day dinner, he offered to wash and Terry's clothes, Terry began to spend more and more time with Nathan, Nathan effeminate nature seem to strike accord with Terry, at that time it was a platonic relationship, one evening after Nathan had put his elderly parents to bed, Afterwards Terry drank quite few beers and Nathan drank a lot of wine, while sitting on the settee, Terry just turned to Nathan and kissed him fully on the lips, of course Nathan responded intimately. Nathan felt Terry's crotch and found his cock was as hard as a piece of iron. Terry responded by touching Nathan's crotch to find his cock was just as hard. The next stage was history Terry undressed Nathan and Nathan undressed Terry, when they were both naked Nathan automatically engulfed Terry's cock in his mouth and pleasure it for quite a while, Terry didn't return the act because he didn't like sucking cock, but didn't object to kissing and fucking another man's fuck hole especially if it was a willing asshole such as Nathan's, Once Terry had finished fucking Nathan had ejaculated they both retired to Nathan's bed, where Terry asked if Nathan would like to become his regular fuck partner. From that day when Terry was not working away he slept with Nathan. About a year after Terry stopped calling, there was a knock on the door of my flat it was 20:00 in the evening, a man in his thirties he introduced himself as Nathan, he was Terry's fuck partner, he asked me if he could speak with me, I invited Nathan inside, and we moved to the lounge, Nathan sat down, he seemed very unhappy and a little depressed. Nathan apologised for his intrusion, he had no-one else to talk with, he said Terry had spoken about me on a number of occasions to Nathan, saying Terry had a deep respect for me, and was in ore with my diplomacy and privacy tack regarding our sexual liaison and of course my youth and my sexual expertise. With Terry now parted from his wife and Nathan's parents being so ill, Nathan did not have much social life, especially a Gay life, When Terry was not working away they lived a man and spouse, these times made Nathan happy, but sometimes there were months before Terry was home, Nathan would visit woodlands and areas renowned for gay liaisons, and was always sexually satisfied, but he needed gay friends not just for sex, but just to be himself socially. Nathan had two gay friends both lived away separately who always kept in contact with him, but he was unable to visit them due to his care or his parents Terry was his saving grace he gave Nathan a stable sex life, but when Terry was away he missed the sex and intimacy, being a younger man than Terry it was impossible not to look for a sexual encounters. Nathan asked me would I be his best friend, I answered only on one condition you only wear knickers and panties you must never wear underpants of any description. To which Nathan replied I already wear knickers Terry insists on it, since Terry's cock session with you he's been turned on by lingerie. Nathan asked me if I would let him suck my cock, he was horny and desperate for the taste of spunk, I say said of course but explained I was a bottom mostly, Nathan was 10 years older than me and mainly effeminate in his manner, I didn't think he was top, but when lust comes overcomes you to relieve that pent up emotion you'd probably change your sexual orientation from being a bitch (Fuckee) normally to being butch boy (fucker). Nathan already told Terry he was coming to see me, Terry didn't mind as he knew I was very discrete and understood Nathan needed a friend. I was intrigued about Terry's and asked Nathan about their sex life, to my delight Nathan was only too willing to tell me, so I asked Nathan, does Terry still wear butch underwear, Nathan said "Yes it's because of his work", when Terry's home Nathan see to his parents and put them to bed early, so he can spend the evening in Terry's' house, sleeping in Terry's bed, Terry insists Nathan only wears a pair of sexy knickers and T-shirt or camisole top around the house , while Terry wears his butch briefs. Nathan usually sucks Terry's cock twice a day and Terry fucks Nathan's fuck hole twice a day sometimes three times a day. When Terry's away he rings Nathan late at night for a mutual masturbation session Nathan always ejaculates in a pair of his panties while they are enjoy are enjoying cyber masturbating they don't indulge in prolonged dialogue, its case of the both of them just using words like fucking hell, fuck me, etc. Terry and Nathan don't have my oratory skills meaning they don't have a descriptive imagination like myself, Terry admitted to Nathan on many occasion he ring me and enjoyed me talking dirty to him, my explicit diatribe and knowledge of what turns man on is exemplary. I suggested to Nathan lets undress to our panties, Nathan was only to pleased as he was feeling really lustful, Nathan was wearing a pair of plain nylon yellow panties with a white lace waist band and lace around the legs, I complimented Nathan on his choice of knickers, before he became Nathan's fuck partner he never thought about wearing women's underwear, but said he was pleased Terry had insisted him on wearing lingerie items after seeing me wearing lingerie attire., I was wearing a pair of plain nylon shocking pink midi knickers with pretty bows attached to the pale pink waist band, one of married men who was fucking me gave me the panties because his daughter hated pretty underwear she liked plain full size white cotton knickers, so she wouldn't have worn them and she wouldn't have missed them, I must admit the married man gave a few new knickers his daughter refused to wear. Nathan was in ore with my panties, and quickly felt the material that covered my crotch, Nathan's eyes were really lustful I detected his desire to suck my cock was evident, I spoke to Nathan by saying was he going to me a good girlie boy and worship my cock, to which Nathan immediately knelt down and kissed my panty covered cock then he looked at me adoringly knowing he was going to savour my cock, the he gently pulling the panty front panel down to release my well erect cock, without wasting a moment Nathan's mouth engulfed my cock with such relish he pushed my foreskin down with his lips, his tongue began to excite the head of penis by tantalizing and caressing the bell head of my penis. I was standing so I instructed Nathan I wanted to sit down so he could carry on with his oral copulation. Nathan deep throated me, and used his mouth a vacuum drawing my cock to a agonizingly full erection. At that point the telephone rang it was Terry I was gob smacked that Terry still remembered my telephone number, Terry was on the bed of his hotel with his briefs down and stroking his cock, he knew Nathan was with me and knew full well, sex was going to be on the menu. Terry enquired what Nathan was doing at that moment, with my explicitly descriptive diatribe to gave Terry a blow by blow account of present intimacy, which really turned Terry on, I always enjoy hearing Terry's expletives using the words fuck and fucking being used quite frequently in his conversation. Nathan was oblivious to my sexual oratory with Terry, he was totally focused on my cock, within a short time I was conversing with Terry he'd ejaculated a massive spunk load, Terry parting words were I wish was fucking there with you. After an hour of my cock being sucked I suggested to Nathan we'd go to my bedroom to continue our cock session, I desperately wanted to release my spunk load but I didn't want the come to quickly I wanted the lustful feelings to last as long as possible. We removed each other panties before we laied on the bed While we were on the bed I asked Nathan whether he'd be able to fuck me, my cunt fuck hole was wet and hungry for cock, Nathan said like me he's usually a bottom but felt the occasion needed him to act a fucker, I quickly moisten my love tunnel with KY jelly, and fingered myself, by the look of Nathan cock it was not a large one, but boy was it hard, I laid on the bed on my back and waited for Nathan to position his cock at the entrance of my anus and I was not disappointed Nathan thrusted his cock inside me, which gave us both a feeling of ecstasy. Nathan hadn't fucked an asshole since he was 19, he's been a total bottom, but age an opportunity can play a part in changing your sexual role play. Because I was younger and Nathan older our sexual intercourse seemed to be appropriate. While Nathan fucked me I asked him was comfortable in his butch role, Nathan answered "Surprisingly so", I having as much enjoyment fucking you as if I was being fucked. We changed positions to a 69, where we both sucked each other cocks, then I sucked and savoured Nathan's cock until he exploded his sperm in my mouth then Nathan did the same to my cock and swallowed every sperm droplet I excreted. Both of us laid on the bed pleasantly exhausted, Nathan said would I'd be prepared to have a threesome with Terry and him, it seems that Terry only fucked two men his life that is Nathan and me. Terry was one of those men as long as his wife partner or lover was prepared to have regular sex without refusal he was happy. While Nathan sexual libido was like me it needed more than one man's cock to keep our cunts satisfied. Needless to say Terry and Nathan enjoyed many threesome evenings, and kept in touch over the years, when Terry's divorce was granted and Nathan's parents died they moved Brighton. Terry's son accepted his father's relationship with Nathan, because he also enjoyed fucking men and women When Terry's son Josh eventually married he invited me to the wedding, mainly to keep Nathan company, what was interesting on the table we sat, I was introduced to a bachelor friend of Terry's son Josh called Toby, Nathan said Josh and Toby frequently had an on and off sexual relationship. Toby was defiantly a passive with a tight looking bottom. Josh and Toby spent many a night at their house. The last time I met Terry and Nathan at Ted's funeral, Terry regularly kept in touch with Ted, his son insisted he was to be one of the principals mourners, his ex-wife had no say in the matter. Nathan and I accompanied each other at the funeral service and cremation. Ted met Nathan a couple of times and they became good friends, Ted's wife was not very caring to Ted. On the day of the funeral Nathan and I wore black lace satin panties under our suits.

Dad Brings Daughter to the Dentist She was shifting in her seat. Sighing deeply. Biting on her nails for a moment then determined to stop biting her nails she hid her hand underneath her thighs. Once she’d been my little girl, but now she was all grown-up now. A grown-up twenty two year old college student and I couldn’t be more proud of her. She was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and her hair was wrapped in a messy bun on top of her head. ‘We’re almost there.’ I said directing the car onto the exit of the highway. ‘Let’s just turn around.’ She said. ‘I don’t need a check-up.’ I shook my head and quickly put my hand on her knee. ‘You’re going to be fine, sweetheart. This dentist is an old friend of me. If you tell him you’re scared he’ll let you breath in some of that calming gas I told you about.’ She leaned backwards in her seat. ‘I just don’t like dentists.’ She said putting on a pouty face. When she was smaller she could always wrap me around her little finger with that face. ‘Don’t worry, I will be right next to you.’ I said. ‘It’s important to get your teeth checked regularly, and if you’re really really scared you can always hold your daddy’s hand.’ ‘Dad.’ She said rolling her eyes at me, I’m not a little girl anymore. ‘I just don’t want to go.’ I managed to talk her out of the car and together we walked into the dentist’s office. It was a bright clinic with a pile of magazines. I flicked through a women’s magazine. ‘Look,’ I said. Hoping the sight of make-up and clothes would distract her somewhat from her own fears, but she didn’t even lift her head. She was dangling her feet back and forth staring at the linoleum. When Arno entered the waiting area she poked me in the upper arm. ‘I want to go home.’ She said. ‘I really want to go home.’ Arno gave me a friendly nod and shook my hand. ‘Hi there Finn, everything alright?’ ‘I’m fine.’ I said. ‘This is my daughter. She’s afraid of dentists, she hasn’t been to the dentist since she started college. So when she came home for the holidays I thought to bring her here.’ Arno gave her a hand. ‘What’s your name?’ He asked. ‘Melissa.’ She said. ‘Well, Melissa.’ The dentist said. ‘I’m glad you could make it, please follow me.’ He stepped into the office and I was right behind him. Melissa hesitated in the doorway. ‘Please come in.’ Arno urged. ‘There’s really nothing to be afraid of. I’m going to give you a little gas and you won’t notice a thing. And you know what, you’ll be groggy for the entire day, so when you get back home you probably can’t do any chores. So you’ll have to ask your dad to do your laundry and take on the dishes.’ ‘Well sometimes I wonder if that’s the only reason she comes home, just because she needs us to do her laundry.’ I said. Melissa giggled. ‘Fine,’ she said. ‘No chores sounds good, but don’t you dare hurt my teeth.’ She lifted a finger and gave Arno a stern look. ‘I couldn’t even hurt you if I tried, because the gas is an analgesic too.’ ‘What does that mean?’ She asked. ‘It works like a painkiller.’ I said. ‘Only stronger.’ Arno smiled. ‘You’re dad is right. So ready to climb in my chair?’ Melissa nodded and I sat down on a stool next to her. After Arno placed the nose mask on her face, I felt her fingers looking for mine, so I held her hand. ‘It’s going to be okay.’ I said, gently squeezing. ‘Take a deep breath, inhale through your nose.’ Arno said. She did what he asked her to do and Arno gave me a reassuring smile. ‘You’re doing great Melissa.’ He said, he brushed a few hairs out of her face. ‘How are you feeling now?’ He asked. ‘The same.’ Melissa said. Arno turned to the machine and adjusted one of the valves. ‘There,’ he said. ‘Now you should start to feel a bit floaty and high.’ Melissa nodded. Her grip loosened and she wasn’t squeezing my fingers that tightly anymore. Her eyes glassed over and quite dazed she looked up at us. Suddenly she started to giggle, it was a small giggle at first but it quickly grew into a giggle fit that didn’t seemed to stop anymore. ‘Oh boy.’ Arno said. ‘I didn’t expect to get such a giggly response from you.’ Apparently that was the funniest thing she ever heard, because now she couldn’t stop laughing. Arno seemed quite endeared by her and I saw him softly caressing her cheek. I appreciated that. My daughter deserved the best, most kind and caring dentist in the world. Bringing her here was a good idea. Arno looked at me. ‘I’m going to turn the gas up a bit higher to get her passed these giggles,’ He said to me. ‘She might become drowsy and sleepy and loose some inhibitions.’ I nodded as if I gave him permission, although he was the medical professional and I trusted that he knew what he was doing. I saw him adjusting the valve once more and my daughter relaxed, the giggles faded and quite lethargic she laid in the chair. Her eyes seemed unable to focus, they were rolling around, closing once in a while. Her hand was completely loose and limp now, she wasn’t holding me anymore. ‘Let’s see if she’ll let me in her mouth.’ Arno said. He put a thumb on her chin and quite easily her jaw moved down. With a mirror and a little hook he check her teeth, it was quickly finished, the whole ordeal didn’t even take ten minutes. ‘Most of it seemed to be in order.’ He said to me, ‘I guess she brushes quite well and regularly.’ ‘I guess.’ I said. ‘I don’t know what she does there in her dorm.’ Arno nodded. ‘There’s a tiny little spot though that is... well it isn’t very deep cavity yet, but it’s the beginning of one. He looked at his watch, I have time to fix it right away, since you’re my last customers of the day, and then you don’t have to bring this frightened girl in again, however the longer she’s on the gas the longer the after affects will remain, so if you or her have other plans tonight we can set up a different appointment.’ ‘Just do it now.’ I said. ‘We were probably going to watch TV and she’ll be on her phone the entire time anyway, besides it’s a good excuse to order some take out.’ Arno bent over her mouth, he was drilling and poking and mixing glue. All the while my daughter just laid there in his chair willingly, as if she wasn’t even aware what was going on, her head was slowly rolling from side to side and once in a while she let out a sleepy moan. ‘It’s okay.’ Arno said. He checked to see if the mask was still covering her nose. Then he put a blue light into her mouth, that would help to set the filling, a moment later she was done. He removed the mask from her face and he sat down at the other side of her, waiting for her to come round. She wasn’t asleep, at least her eyes were open and she didn’t appear to be unconscious, yet she seemed to be somewhere far away. After a few minutes she started to stir, she moaned a little and moved around in the chair. ‘I need a cock.’ She mumbled. I started blushing and Arno chuckled. ‘Do you, sweetheart?’ He said while softly caressing her upper arm. ‘I do,’ she said whining. ‘I’m so horny I need a cock inside of my pussy so badly or else I’m going to die.’ Arno chuckled. ‘The gas just took away your inhibitions, sweety. Just relax and try to wake up some more.’ ‘I am awake an I know what I want.’ She said pouting. ‘I need your cock.’ She pointed at Arno. ‘And yours to.’ Now her finger was indicating me. ‘I need two cocks.’ Arno smiled at me and I was blushing madly, not sure where to look. She grabbed Arno’s hand and put it in between her legs. She opened her legs wide and started to rock her hips against his fingers. ‘Melissa. Honey.’ I said. Arno pulled his hand away and caressed her face again. ‘Sssh...’ He said. ‘Calm down, it’s okay, you’re at the dentist office. You just had a lot of gas, Melissa.’ ‘No.’ Melissa said. ‘No I didn’t.’ I started to laugh insecurely. I knew this mood of her. My Melissa could be really stubborn. She tried to grab the dentist’s arm again an push it in between her legs once more. She was still quite sedated and groggy, so Arno grabbed both her wrists in one hand and held them against her chest. Now she started to struggle and whine even more. Arno gave me a questioning look and I moved in to help him out. I too held her hands down. ‘Sweetheart.’ I said. Her eyes rolled in my direction but I didn’t quite know if she saw me. ‘Sweetheart, daddy’s here. Calm down. When we get home you can lock yourself in your room and masturbate or something, but right now we’re at the dentists office. Arno is here. You’re just waking up from the gas, that’s why you’re a bit confused and disoriented.’ ‘So the dentist will fuck me too.’ She said. ‘You, the dentist and me. It will be a threesome.’ ‘Melissa,’ Arno moved a bit closer. ‘I’m charmed that you want to do a threesome with me, really, but right now you’re just groggy from the gas. I think you don’t know what you’re saying.’ ‘But I do.’ she said. ‘I do. I do. I do. I do.’ I laughed, not really sure how to handle the situation. ‘Tell him.’ She said. ‘Tell him that he needs to fuck me dad.’ ‘I don’t know.’ I said. ‘But I do know. Take off your pants, zip that zipper down and whip your cock out.’ ‘How are you feeling?’ Arno asked her. ‘Horny.’ She said with a cheeky smile on her face. ‘And like I could use a million cocks in my pussy.’ ‘Do you want to try standing up?’ Arno asked. ‘No.’ She said. ‘But I would like to try kneeling at your feet with your cock in my mouth.’ I rolled my eyes. ‘She’s not going to be like this for the rest of the night, is she?’ ‘Yes, I am.’ Melissa said. ‘I’m afraid so.’ Arno said while reaching out to give me a pat on my shoulder. ‘That’s gonna be a long car ride home.’ I said. ‘Unless you fuck me now.’ She said. ‘Then I’ll be all satisfied and relaxed.’ She pulled up the seam of her t-shirt and exposed her boobs. She cupped her own titties and pushed them forward, as if she was showing them to us. Arno tried his best to not look at her, instead he looked at me. I felt my cheeks blushing, but I couldn’t keep my eyes away from her chest. She had the beautiful round breasts, with pink nipples proudly prodding forward. Melissa now fidgeted with the button on her pants. Apparently her fine motor skills were still affected by the gas. She started whining and squirming in the chair. It sounded as if she was about to cry, but then her button snapped open and she cheered loudly. A deafening cheer. ‘Should we try and stop her?’ Arno asked me. ‘I guess.’ I said yet I couldn’t keep my eyes away from her nubile body ‘Nooooo.’ Melissa screamed. ‘You should try and fuck me.’ She wriggled out of her jeans and pulled her panties off, with a theatrical throw she flung them to the other side of the room, she spread her legs and started rubbing her fingers over own pussy. Her eyes closed in delight and she let out a satisfied growl. ‘You’d almost think I’d mixed some aphrodisiac through the gas.’ Arno said, somewhat uncomfortable but at the same time enjoying the sight of my naked daughter. ‘Alcohol seems to makes her horny too.’ I said, remembering the time she had gotten shit faced at a friends house and I had to come pick her up. Nothing happened back then, but that wasn’t for her lack of trying. ‘Maybe she’s just always horny but feels more comfortable to express her desires when her inhibitions are down.’ Arno said. ‘Oh stop talking and start fucking me already.’ She said. She rolled over on her tummy, and pushed herself up on her hands and knees, she pressed her nice rounded butt in the air and wriggled it around. ‘Please daddy.’ She said in here cute - I want something from you - voice. ‘Please, I need you. And you come over here.’ She pulled Arno in front of her face and started fidgeting with his fly. A moment later she’d exposed his cock, that was already stiff and she tried to put it in her mouth. ‘It’s okay.’ I said hesitantly to Arno. ‘Let’s just give her what she wants.’ ‘Really?’ He asked. ‘Finally they come to their senses.’ Melissa said. She closed her lips around his cock and moved back and forth. Arno’s eyes closing in delight. I unzipped my pants and entered her pussy. She was incredibly wet already and gently I slid inside of her. My cock was twitching with arousal and I let out a sigh before I slowly started trusting. We didn’t need to spit roast her for long, she was moaning and convulsing and within a few minutes she was orgasming intensely, her whole body trembling and I felt her squirt all over my cock. It dripped down my legs and landed on the dentist chair. The fact that Arno was there, made me self-conscious. I kept on fucking her. My hands surrounding her hips, her ass was jiggling in my rhythm. I slapped her butt and she yelped. Arno fucking her in the mouth while I fucked her in her in the pussy. She was moaning loudly and and panting heavily. From the spasming in her pussy I sensed another orgasm was building up inside of her. I increased my rhythm and closed my eyes. I tried to suppress my moaning until I couldn’t control myself anymore. Until I was cumming so hard that my body just took over. I shot my sperm inside of her, my fingers squeezing her hips, pulling her over my dick. When my orgasm subsided and I opened my eyes I saw Arno across from me, still wearing his white doctors coat, his pants dangling between his knees. He was throat fucking my daughter and he was thoroughly enjoying himself. His eyes closed, his cheeks flushed and there was this delighted grin on his face. His hands covering her ears, pulling her mouth back and forth over his cock. I felt a sting of jealousy followed by a sting of guilt. For a moment I looked on, until Arno eventually wriggled his hand down and grabbed his own dick. He was jerking himself off while Melissa still suckled on the tip. A moment later he orgasmed, at least I’m guessing he did, there wasn’t any loud moaning or trembling. But he did tense up and stopped breathing for a moment, before he let out a sigh. ‘Thank you.’ Melissa said. ‘Thank you daddy, thank you dentist-sir.’ Lazily she dropped belly first on the dentist chair and laid there with her eyes closed. ‘The gas?’ I asked hopeful. ‘Will it make her forget this?’ ‘No.’ She said. ‘I’ll never forget.’ ‘Depends on how much of it is still in her system.’ Arno said. ‘How are you feeling?’ ‘Amazing.’ She said theatrical. ‘What about the grogginess?’ ‘That’s gone,’ She said. ‘Maybe you can give me some more, and then we’ll fuck again.’ ‘Not today.’ Arno said. ‘Tomorrow?’ She asked. ‘Are we going back to the dentist tomorrow, dad?’ ‘Usually people come in for a check up once in year.’ Arno said. ‘Although sometimes when they have a cavity they may step by sooner.’ ‘I have a cavity.’ Melissa said. ‘No you don’t. I just checked you.’ Arno said. ‘Then I’m sure I’ll get a cavity that needs to be filled soon.’ Arno looked at me as if he was asking me for permission. I nodded. Then he turned to her. ‘I’m sure you do.’ He said smiling. ***

She (21) is three years older than I am (18) and went off to college while I was still in high school. I had caught glimpses of her before, but of course, I just kept my mouth shut and dreamed about it at night. She had grown up beautifully in college, now at 5'8" 115lbs with long blond hair, blue eyes, a very shapely curve to her body and nice tits. She was and still is what every man growing up dreams of having as a wife someday. I am home on leave after basic training, AIT, Airborne, Air Assault, and Pathfinder schools, and getting ready to ship out to my first duty assignment overseas. I had been back home for about two or three days at this point, and she (Stepsister) got into a big fight with her current boyfriend/whatever he was and needed to get some of her stuff out his place to take to her new apartment Mom and Dad helped her rent for her Senior year at college so she did not have to stay at the dorm. I of course drew the short straw and had to help her move into her new place. The move out was uneventful, up until the end and they got into it again and I stepped in and pulled her out of the house, and we got in my truck and left for her new place. It was June and hot, so it was not fun getting all her stuff and the new bed up to the second floor of this apartment she rented. We just dumped most of the boxes about where she thought she wanted them and made sure the bed was on the frame and box spring. She decided we were done for the day and went to get a pizza to pay for the help. When she came back, she had a large pizza and twelve pack of beer with her...Nice! Sis was looking out for me. So, we sat there on the couch and ate pizza and drank a few beers and caught up a little. She had a ton of questions about me being in the military and what it was like, etc... I answered them and we just kind of sat there recovering from the move and the heat for a while. I figured it was time to get going and took the trash over and dumped it, as I turned around she was sitting there crying...(I was guessing at this point, give her a hug and tell her everything is going to be fine like a good stepbrother and I can get the hell out of here!) I went over and sat next to her on the couch and put my hand on her back and said, “Don’t worry about that loser jerk. If he could not see he just made a huge mistake with an awesome woman, he did not deserve you anyway”. I was proud of myself for coming up with that on a spur of the moment as a young, dumb, and full of cum guy just out of basic. She put her head on my shoulder and gave me a hug. I was starting to get uncomfortable now, she just kept hugging me. We must have sat there for a good ten minutes or so. I was getting uncomfortable because her left breast was pressed up against my chest and at some point, she had taken off her bra so I could feel her now hard nipple on my chest and it was starting to get me aroused. I was trying like hell to think of anything but her boob and nipple pressing on my chest, but it was not working, and I could feel my cock starting to grow in my pants. I figured oh great, now she is going to freak out and cause a big issue because I was getting hard hugging her. I was looking for a way out, without letting her know I was getting a hard on hugging her, and then it happened. She let go of me with her right arm and laid her forearm right on my crotch and of course right on my growing cock. When this happened I kind of flinched and braced for impact; figuring I was going to get slapped or punched for getting a hard on while my stepsister was hugging me. I think I ran though about ten different excuses in the second or two it took for me to realize that she was not yelling and screaming at me or throwing punches. I relaxed a little and opened my eyes to look at her, she was sitting there with those big blue eyes looking right into my soul and I noticed she was gently rubbing my pants too. At this point I felt like a deer in the headlights and did not know if I was supposed to run or strip down and have fun. She could tell I was confused and a little apprehensive and she said, “you know it is ok if you think I am cute and have thought about having sex with me, right? We are not really related. Your mom and my dad got married, but they did not have us together, they did not even adopt us…” (Good Point.) I of course was speechless at this point; I had dreamed of this happening since I met her when we were younger...but never thought it would ever be anything more than a good fantasy to dream about. I was still not sure though; she was way out of my league and not a girl I would have approached on my own even if we were not related in some way. She could tell I was still worried, so she made the first move. She slid her hand up and put it in my pants so she could feel my now fully erect cock (that was straining against my underwear and pants to get out) in her soft and warm hand. At this point I figured if she is touching my dick, then what do I have to lose. I told her “I used to sneak a peek every chance I got and had spent more than a few nights laying there dreaming about how amazing it would be to have sex with you, not just look at your beautiful body and have to dream about it.” While still looking me directly in the eyes, she moved in closer and started kissing me. I was all in at this point and took her head in my hands and began to kiss her like I had never kissed a girl or woman before in my life. I put all of my passion, excitement, and happiness into it and just enjoyed it for everything it was. It might be all that I got, but I wanted to know what it was like to just fully express your love to someone. We sat there for quite a while, her holding on to the head of my cock and kissing each other very passionately. She then moved away a little and asked me “how much sexual play have you experienced since she left?” While she was asking me this, she was taking off her shirt and showing me her beautiful full breasts that both had extremely hard and erect nipples on them. This was the first woman that was older than me I had been with and the first time I had seen full grown D cup breasts as well. I stumbled a little in my answer while looking at her full beautiful breasts in front of me. She laughed a little and said, “you like my boobs, do you?” “yes” and then I continued with my explanation of the sexual exploits I had to that point. It mostly consisted of feeling breasts, I got to finger a few girls and even got to lick a pussy once. I had my cock licked a few times and a quick blow job, but not to completion. She moved in closer again and started to unbutton my pants and told me, “I will make sure you have a very enjoyable experience this time”. I leaned back and she pulled my pants and underwear down, so they fell to the floor and she looked at me and said, “he is quite a bit thicker than I remember the last time I saw you…” She then started to rub my now throbbing cock with her soft warm hands. I was sitting there hoping this was not going to end abruptly, she was on her knees and bent over me slightly, so I decided to go for it and put my hand on her butt and started to caress it. I had watched her strut this thing as a cheerleader at our high school for three years, that was torture. She stopped for a second and pulled her skirt up so I could see she did not have on any panties and then went back to stroking my cock. This was all so amazing to me I just decided to go with whatever this was and see where it went. I slowly made my way down her beautiful butt to the point where I could just reach the lips of her pussy and slowly moved my hand over closer to her. I was surprised to find that she was already wet, and she pushed her hips back towards my hand and said, “go ahead you can play with her if you want to”. I slowly and gently spread the lips apart and inserted a finger into her, she moaned a little and told me to keep going. I then realized she was now licking and taking the head of my cock into her mouth slowly but deeper each time. She stopped for a second and said, “let me know if you think you are about to cum.” So, I agreed, and we continued to explore each other in a very intimate way. It was not long, and I could tell I was about to cum, so I told her I felt like I was about to let loose and she took one hand, grabbed the base of my cock, and squeezed very hard. It was amazing, she was obviously very experienced at sex as I came back from the edge and we continued to play with each other, each time I got close she would grab me again and we could continue. I cannot remember how long we played this little game of pushing off me cumming, but at some point she decided she wanted to let me cum and I told her I was about ready again and she just kept moving her head up and down on me and it felt like I exploded with the force of a water cannon in her mouth. She just kept moving up and down on my cock and I could tell she was swallowing every drop of that massive load of cum I had been dreaming of giving her for years. I also noticed that she was now dripping wet to the point that there was a small puddle on the couch under where her pussy was, and my hand was completely soaked with her. When she was satisfied that she had taken all of me, she slowly turned and sat back down on the couch and kept running her fingernails up and down my cock. She looked at me and asked, “how did you like that?” “That was amazing and even better than I had ever dreamed of”. She smiled at me and asked, “are you ok with how wet I get?” I told her I thought it was amazing, and I loved it. She then took my drenched hand and moved it up to my mouth and said “taste it...” I did and it was not what I thought, it was strangely sweet and a little bitter at the same time and had a very erotic fragrance to it that I liked very much. “I figured out when I was younger, that if I got really turned on by a guy, I could do this…” She explained that she would even do this sometimes if she was not playing with a guy in a sexual way. I was amazed by her beauty and how honestly, she was talking with me about very personal sexual things. We sat there on the couch for about twenty minutes and then she got up and went in and put on a pair of panties, came back out and brought me another beer and slice of pizza. “you better fuel up, we are not done yet, I have wanted to do this with you for a long time and I am not going to let this chance pass me by”. So, I sat there naked in front of my stepsister eating pizza and drinking beer, and occasionally, rubbing my hand on her leg, or one of her breasts, or on her beautiful stomach and hips. When I was done, she stood me up, hugged me, and grabbed my cock again and said, “come with me...” She led me into the bedroom and asked me, “Do you want to fuck me, or make love to me?” I told her, “both, but mostly wanted to make love to her if I could only do one”. She winked at me and said, “good answer bro. We will start with that and see where we end up”. I was nervous again and she could tell I was getting a little tense, she told me to lay down on the bed and we would talk first. So, we laid there, she had my head on her legs and I was rolled over slightly so I could see her and of course her love mound and belly. She had a very neatly trimmed little mound of blond hair right on the top of her little girl, but it was short and expertly trimmed. She still had on her panties that were blue and just thin enough that you could see thru them to the beautiful outline of her clit. She just let me relax and get in the mood again. We started talking about everything under the sun including how we had both wanted to do this years ago, but this was much better and worked out great for both of us. The talk naturally turned to sex and what I wanted to experience as she was curious, so I told her I really like it when I was able to lick those girls before and she got a wry little smile on her face and said, “That is good, would you like to do that with me?” I said, “of course I want to, but did not want to do something she was not comfortable with”. She looked at me and said, “I am comfortable doing anything you would like to do with me, anything at all...” I looked her in the eyes and moved over so I could get my face between her legs and told her, “tell me to stop or change something if you need me to do something different ok? I want to enjoy this as much I am.” She just looked at me and said, “do what you have been dreaming about”. She still had her panties on, and I told her to leave them on, I slowly spread her legs apart and could see her beautifully shaved pussy peeking tough the see though material on her panties. I moved closer taking in the beauty of it and slowly rubbed my nose and then my lips across the thin fabric that was covering her lips and teasing her clit. She looked at me and said, “I knew you were kinky, even if you will not admit it to anyone. You like smelling me, don't you?” I was embarrassed and got a little red in the face, she said “Don’t worry. I think it is extremely hot that you like the way I smell and that it turns you on”. I continued rubbing and licking her pussy though her panties for a little while and then started to pull them off. She raised her hips and I slid them down. She was already very wet again and there was a little string of her wetness that formed and stretched out as I was pulling them away. I stopped and brought my tongue up to it and got it in my mouth. She tasted amazing! I continued to pull her panties off and then sat there for a minute and gazed at them as they were soaked in her amazing tasting fluid. Her beautiful pussy was laying there, and I was a little mesmerized by it, a woman’s fully developed lips and the now swollen clit at the top was an exceptionally beautiful sight. I sat her panties on the side of the bed and moved her legs a little further apart again and she started to rub her clit a little. I moved my face closer and extended my tongue out and met her fingers with a lick. She put one of them into my mouth and then the other. I licked them both clean and moved closer again so I could finally put my tongue on and in to her beautiful, glistening pussy. She moaned a little as I started to swirl my tongue around her swelling clit and asked me if liked how it tasted. I was too busy to answer her, but she guessed the answer as I really got into licking her pussy. We laid there twisting and rolling together as waves of pleasure hit both of us on regular intervals, I continued to live out my dream and put every ounce of love I could into making her feel like she was the most beautiful and sexy woman in the world. Something clicked in my head and I moved my hands up to her nipples and began to rub, twist, and roll them in my fingers slightly. Not trying to hurt her, but to hopefully increase her pleasure. I am not sure where that idea came from, but man was I right. Not awfully long after I started doing that, she began to get into a rhythm with me and started pressing her hips into my face harder and harder. She was now telling me to pinch her nipples harder and harder as she was moaning in rhythm with her thrusts into my face. I am not sure how long it was, but eventually her entire body tensed up and she let out a long moan as a gush of liquid entered my mouth. I drank it down quickly and noticed that it was also a little creamy and tasted amazing, it tasted like her. I kept licking and swirling my tongue as she would tense up and then relax every few seconds. For the first time in my life I also saw her pussy grabbing at my tongue with each wave of pleasure she was having. I was in disbelief that I could do this to her. She was completely engulfed in pleasure and an utterly amazing woman. She started pulling on my shoulders and asked me to come up and lay next to her. We laid there for a few minutes, I still had a fully erect cock and was leaking all over her new bed, but I did not give a damn. I knew she had really enjoyed me licking her pussy and we just kept touching each other and occasionally, she would roll over and kiss me and run her fingers across my shaved head. Eventually, she looked me in the eyes and said, “that was the most intense orgasm I have ever had I just want to hold on to it for a little longer. Thank you for that!” I was incredibly happy with myself; I had just given my stepsister the best orgasm of her life…I guess I am going to burn in hell now…but at least she would be right there beside me, right?

It was still early in the day. I asked Jimmy and Ian what they had planned for the day. They were still in a daze from the sex that was had. They said whatever we wanted. I looked at the girls and they just smiled. I moved over by Jimmy and started stroking his thicker cock. It was hard. I looked him straight in the eye and asked, " do you mind"? He said no, he didn't. I felt the desire to suck some more cock and get me some cum. I stroked him, watching my hand go up and down his cock thinking how beautiful it was. I licked my lips, wanting more. I lowered my head to his cock, ran my tongue around the head, eating the salty leftover cum. I looked over at the other's and Ian had Megan sitting on his face while Lindsey and Nichole were taking turns sucking his cock. Megan was feeling her titties while Ian ate her out. Lindsey had her fingers in Nichole,s cunt and Nichole had her's in Lindsey's. Jimmy then turned his body so he could suck me. His hot wet lips went over my cock sucking so lightly. His head bobbed up and down. Shit, this kid knows what he's doing. I started doing the same to his. If it felt this good to me, it must to him also. He could not take all my cock but sure was game to try. I could take all his and did. I got another ideal in my head and started to rub under his balls, stroking his asshole. He seemed to like it. From all the cum, saliva that was already there, his ass was slick and I inserted a finger into his ass. He jumped a little but just started ramming his cock into my mouth much harder. I pumped my finger in and out, then two fingers. Jimmy didn't seem to mind but rather, started to really fuck my face. My sweet little daughter crawled over and whispered in my ear, "fuck him daddy". I told her to go to the bathroom and get some ky jelly. She jumped up and ran to the bathroom. She came back and Jimmy was cumming hard in my mouth. Stream after stream of his hot creamy cum jetted into my mouth. I held on to it, letting it build a puddle in my mouth. When he was done, I looked at Megan and she bent down and kissed me. I slowly let Jimmy's cum slide from my mouth to hers and back again. We kissed like this for awhile and both swallowed. That was fucking awesome I thought. My cock was hard as could be. Megan started to rub some ky on Jimmy's butt. She slipped a finger in his ass to lube it up. Jimmy was still sucking my cock, licking my balls. Once Megan had him all lubed up, she smiled at me and said, "he's ready daddy". I pulled my cock out of Jimmy's mouth and stood up. I asked Jimmy to come and bend over the sofa. Megan took his hand and led him there. I grabbed the ky. I put some ky on my hard cock. Megan had gotten in between Jimmy's legs, head resting on the edge of the cushion and was sucking Jimmy's cock. His ass was sticking straight out as he leaned against the back of the couch. His ass was moving forward and back fucking Megan's mouth. I went up to him and put my cockhead against his asshole. Slowly, I started to slide in. With a "pop" and a little whimper from Jimmy, my cock went in. Fuck, this is so different than a pussy but yet so tight and hot. I slowly kept driving my cock deeper into Jimmy. I think he was getting used to it, he started to push back against me. I'm sure it helped having Megan sucking his cock too. I stroked in and out of his ass, with a squishy sound from the ky. Megan was sucking him off and I was fucking his ass. What a father daughter team we are. I looked around and Nichole and Lindsey had Ian doggy style. They had a carrot they were fucking his ass with. They were taking turns riding it while it was in Ian's ass. It was to much for me, I started to shoot glob after glob of cum into Jimmy's no longer virgin ass. He also started shooting a big load in Megan's mouth. We all fell together on the couch. Megan grabbed my cock and started sucking it like there was no tomorrow. Ian came over to me and said it was his turn. I thought, with what. He grabbed the ky and rubbed it on his cock. Jimmy was still leaning on the couch. Ian went behind him and thrust his cock into Jimmy's ass. Fuck that is wild, he's fucking his best friend in the ass. He wasn't gentle either knowing his ass was willing and able to handle it. Megan whispered in my ear, "daddy, you haven't been fucked yet". I wondered what it would feel like if I did. I pulled Ian and Jimmy back a bit. Keep your dick in Jimmy but I want his hard cock in my ass. I lubed myself up with ky. I've never had it in the ass before. My ass was actually itching for something, I wasn't sure what. I positioned myself in front of Jimmy so he had complete access to my ass. Megan was guiding Jimmy's stiff prick to my ass. She bent down and took Jimmy's entire cock into her mouth, got it slick with saliva and aimed it to my ass. Jimmy touched his cock to my asshole, slid it around the ky and slowly pushed it in. Man this feels weird I thought. In a way it was uncomfortable but in another way, it felt fucking awesome. Jimmy started to pound into my ass. Megan started to suck my cock. I found myself pushing back to meet Jimmy's cock going in and out of my ass. I looked around and saw Nichole, Lindsey and Ian watching. Ian was stroking his cock which was again hard. Jimmy was really slamming my ass now, thrusting my cock deep into Megans mouth with each thrust. Jimmy started moaning, shooting hot jets of sperm inside my anal walls. Fuck, it actually felt good. He kept cumming for what seemed like 5 minutes. His softening cock slipped from my ass. I felt the loss of something. Megan was still sucking me and playing with herself. I felt like I was missing something up my ass. I liked it. Not knowing what was going on behind me, another cock slid into my ass. It was Ian. His wasn't as big as Jimmy's but it felt good. He fucked me for 5 minutes and blew a huge load in me. He went limp and slid out. Lindsey and Nichole came over and started to lick my ass. Megan was still sucking my cock which was about ready to explode. Lindsey stuck her tongue up my ass and Nichole was licking my balls. I erupted big time into my daughter's waiting mouth. As I came, Lindsey was rewarded with all the cum that the boys had blown into my ass. I collapsed, needed rest. Passed out.

Kelly was my wife’s best friend. We happened to work together in a care facility in the downtown area. Ever since college I had had a secret crush on Kelly. One time we went on vacation and I accidentally walked in on her in the shower. She said she would never tell my wife but the way she said it with that little crooked smile, meant that she liked that I was watching her. One day while at work the boss said she was leaving early and wanted Kelly and I to lock up the doors after everyone had left. While we waited for our patients to leave Kelly and I talked about all the wild times we had at my fraternity back in college. We both missed the crazyness. I was only married a year earlier and had settled down a bit. Kelly was fresh off a break up with one of my old frat brothers. Kelly asked me if I wanted to play truth or dare while we waited. I agreed and said truth. Kelly asked, what is the wildest thing you have ever done to someone? I thought for a moment and said that in my wife’s first apartment she had a bitchy roommate who would label all the grocery’s as her own. Well one night I went out to the gallon of milk and rubbed one off in the milk gallon and put it back in the fridge and told my wife not to drink out of it. Then I laughed my ass off the next morning as I watched our roommate drink a big glass of milk. Kelly laughed, and said ok my turn. Ok I said, Truth or dare? Dare replied Kelly with that same crooked grin again. I looked around to see if anyone was still around. Only Dave our last patient for pick up was still waiting by the door for his ride. He was deaf so he couldn’t hear our conversation. I said ok Kelly, show me what color underwear you have on. I figured even if this game didn’t lead to something better, at least I would have the thought of this beautiful girls underwear in my head for me to enjoy later tonight. Kelly frowned and said I can’t do that one. I asked why and she said that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Usually she wore a thong but she didn’t have any clean and didn’t have the chance to do laundry the night before. Hmmm what can you do then? I asked. Kelly looked around and saw that Dave wasn’t paying attention and she quickly lifted up her shirt and bra to reveal the nicest pair of tits I had seen in awhile. Kelly wasn’t your typical skinny frat slut. She had a little bit of meat on her bones and had always struggled a bit with her weight. She was only 26 and weighed maybe 155 and stood about 5 ft 5.Her tits though always looked huge. Her double d cups just hung there like rain drops. Her big areola and nipples looked like a tractor beam just pulling me in trying to hypnotize me. Kelly giggled and lowered her shirt. Truth or dare Tom? Kelly asked. I was still in shock from seeing those amazing tits. Huh....dare I guess. Why don’t you show me what Steph is always talking about. I sat there a little bit puzzeled. Your dick Tom. Steph always said you had a big one. I want to see it. I leaned back and started to unzip my pants when Dave’s ride showed up and started honking the horn. We had to postpone our game as we helped Dave into his ride and headed back inside to finish up. I walked inside as Kelly locked the door behind her. Showtime, she said with that devilish grin once again. Here I was standing in front of Kelly, my wife’s best friend, whom I’ve wanted to fuck since the first time I saw her, and I was about to show her my dick. I was beginning to feel nervous as I reached down and felt for my zipper. Kelly’s eyes were fixed at my package. I was still hard from seeing her boobs a few minutes ago and could feel my bulge as I found my zipper. I reached in and pulled my cock out. I always thought I had an average size dick. I was just around 7 ½ inches long but everyone I was ever with said it was really thick. Kelly just stared. Oh my she said. It is big. Can I touch it? I didn’t know what to say. Um sure I guess, as long as you don’t tell Steph. Was all I could murmur. Oh I won’t say a word was her response, as she walked forward with her hand out like she was greeting my prick for the first time and wanted to say hello. We just stood there for a few moments. Inches apart. As she played with and stroked my dick. Um Kelly...Isn’t it your turn for a dare? Yeah I guess, she answered. Make it a good one. I thought for a second and said, back in college you were with all my other brothers...and they said you gave the best blowjobs. I dare you to blow me. Kelly dropped to her knees and took me into her mouth without hesitation. Her thick lips were nice and wet, full of saliva. Her tongue was working circles around the head of my prick. And then it happened. Kelly said hold on I’m going deep. I looked down and watched Kelly engulf my cock like it was a short Vienna Sausage. I wanted to feel ashamed but it felt too damn good to feel bad. I placed my hand on the top of Kelly’s head and just felt the way her hair ran through my fingers as she bobbed up and down on my pecker. Kelly must have been able to feel my balls tighten up or something, cause she stopped what she was doing and said, Truth or Dare? I was in agony...I wanted to cum so bad...Dare I blurted out... Give me a damn dare. Kelly’s reply was, cum in my mouth Tom, I dare you to cum in my mouth. As soon as she shut up, I stabbed her mouth my hard on and made her deep throat me as I came. She swallowed and licked the remainder of my cock head. Wow Tom you were pretty tasty. Have you been eating a lot of fruit? I replied with short grin...yeah Steph has been making me eat a banana a day for Potassium. Well this will be our little secret ok, who knows what other games I can think of the next time we have to close the shop down, Kelly said as she walked over to a mirror to fix her makeup. I said ok I guess just don’t tell Steph. I won’t sweety this will be our little secret. As she was saying this she was walking towards me now. She stopped in front of my and kissed me on the cheek. On her way out the door she yelled back, tell Steph I said hi and to call me sometime, We should all go out together soon and see what kinda trouble we can get in. I laughed and said, will do. Man that is gonna be another wild story.

When ever I wonder why I'm the way that I am, I just have to think back to everything I've experienced. Especially fresh out of high school in a small town in New Hampshire. Mike and his sister Tiffany stand out to me. Mike was on the football team. And because he was generally a nice guy, he was very popular in school. Tiffany was very pretty and petite, she might have weighed a hundred pounds soaking wet. But She was really only know around school because of her very popular brother. Their parents had money, so they didn't want for anything ever. Unlike almost the rest of us all in a small town in the middle of nowhere. Both Mike and Tiffany where very close, despite Mike being a few years older than her. So close in fact, they had a reputation around school. Those of us that knew them, thought they had a sexual relationship of some sort. Others thought they where boyfriend and girlfriend. Even though Mike was also know to be well hung, had many different girlfriends all the time. But that never stopped the gossip of them having a sexual relationship. I knew Mike, even though we where different people. I got picked on (being called PeeWee and girlyboy) a lot in school. And I think the gossip about him made him realize how people in our small school really where. I Mike and I graduated together and had been out of school for a couple years. His sister Tiffany had just graduated high school and had just married a guy from the next town over from us. I had ran into Mike at the pizza shop and he said he was having a small party of just close friends. I didn't think we where close friends, but we did live close to each other. I showed up to his parents huge house, a place where so many huge high school parties had been held. That I had never been too, so it felt odd to finally being there for a party. I walked up to Mike talking to another guy. He said he was glad that I had came, and that his house is my house. His parents are out of town, and his friend was like 'imagine that'. Since that's why so many parties happened there, his parents traveled a lot. Mike said at least this time the cops shouldn't need to break it up. His friend then noticed Tiffany walk in and asked where her husband was. Mike had an odd smile on his face, and said he was out of town on business. She walked up to us, wearing a sundress looking really good. Then first thing she asked was 'what's up with that smile?'. She noticed also, I wasn't the only one thinking it was kinda different. Mike said he didn't know, he was really glad she came. And it was time to drink. They had couple people in charge of making drinks and cooking. I started to think it wasn't going to be a small party. Things started to pick up as the sunset, and the party was mostly outside now. More and more people showed up, and a couple girls where walking around handing out shots. I was starting to get pretty hammered, just really drinking and people watching. I noticed Mike and Tiffany seemed to be together a lot, almost like they where at their own party. I started to think that was kinda odd, but I had never been to any of their parties. As I strolled by them at one point when they where kinda away from everyone, they seemed to be flirting with each other. That's when I started to think maybe there was something between them. Or maybe I was too drunk, and was reading it all wrong. I decided to head inside a lay down, before I fall down and pass out in the grass. I headed to the small living room, that no one used. I grabbed the decorative couch throw to cover myself and laid on the couch. I was awoken sometime later by a guy and girl laughing as they entered the room. I didn't move much, I just took a quick look to see who it was. I noticed Tiffany pulling Mike by the hand as they entered the room. I wondered why they came to this room, even I knew nobody used this room. Other than them laughing as they first entered, nothing was said. Tiffany stopped as she reached the middle of the room and let go of Mike's hand and turned toward him. They just stood there staring into each others eye's for what seemed to be forever. I saw her head kinda tilt and her smile suddenly disappeared like something serious came over her. Mike took one step forward, and without saying a word. Mike grabbed the back of her head, and leaned down to kiss her on the lips. Tiffany threw a one hand onto his shoulder and the other on the back of his head. Their tongues entered each others mouth aggressively. I was like oh shit, I almost stopped breathing so they wouldn't know I was there. I figured they would leave after they where down with a quick make out session. I see Mike's other hand make it way down Tiffany's back till he found her little ass cheek. That was good for like one second, then his hand found it's way under her sundress. As they seemed to turn, I could see he found a bare ass cheek. She had a thong on, and he was squeezing the shit out of it causing her to moan into his mouth. Her hands move down, I could see what she was doing. But his pants fell toward the floor after a minute. She seemed to be surprised to find him not wearing any underwear. She pulled away from their kiss and said 'Oh shit'. He quickly pulled her back into kissing her. Her hands found his ass, and was getting a good grip with her small hands. Mike grabbed the bottom of her sundress and pulled it over her head and quickly removed her small bra. She had small boobs, but in the darkness I could see she had some very stand out nipples. She stepped back and pulled at his tshirt to remove it and he helped get it off. In the darkness I could see his huge cock, had to be all of eight inches long semi hard. Mike then grabbed her and slowly lowered her to the floor, with him hovering over her small body. I was now thinking 'shit they are going to fuck right in front of me'. I grabbed my own balls to hurt myself, I had to be dreaming this. They kissed for a minute. Then I hear Tiffany loudly say 'stop, what da fuck are we doing Mikey. This isn't right to begin with, it's incest. And I'm married for christ's sake'. Mike said 'I don't know, what I do know is I love you. And I want you more than anything else in the world. If you can tell me that you don't feel the same way, I will roll aside and let you up'. They just stared into each others eye's for a while. I could hear their heavy breathing, and it seemed to get even heavier. I totally thought to myself, this is the fault of everyone claiming they where already romantic together. The pressure of being put into a position, that maybe they would have never thought of otherwise. I see Tiffany lean up to start to kissing Mike again. Her hand slides down her own body toward her crotch, and run's into Mike's cock resting over top her crotch. Her little hand starts stroking the large shaft. Mike's hands slide down her sides till they find her thong, and he starts to pull them down. She starts to help him to remove her thong. Their lips and tongues never leave each other, as she folds her legs up in between their bodies to remove her thong. She throws her thong almost half way across the room. As Mike lowers his body back down to meet her, she spreads her legs apart. They have barley done anything, but I can the shine of their sweaty bodies. I can't imagine whats really going on in their minds. Mike starts to kiss her neck. Tiffany say's 'Oh my god, are we seriously going to do this Mikey'. Mike pulls out of her neck to look at her, he only lets out an moan. She say's 'but your so big, what will I do when my husband can't please me after this'. Mike says he doesn't care about her husband, and that he'll always be there for her no matter what happens. She leans upward, giving him access to her neck again. I could hear his sucking on her neck, thinking he surely was going to leave a hicky on her neck. Something her husband would surely notice first. Mike's hips start to move, her arms start to wrap tightly around him. She then starts to let out a very loud struggling sound. And she yells out 'oh my god, ohhhh mmmyyyy godddd it's sooooo bigggg'. I didn't notice any real movement, until she let out another yell of 'Oh Fuck'. Mike's hips suddenly seemed to lower as her pussy gave into his huge cock trying to penetrate her. Her legs wrap tightly around him, she seemed to be trying to prevent him from going any deeper inside her pussy. He tells her she's as hot and wet, his cock feels like it's going to melt inside her. She begs him to please be gentle. And that he's too big, she feels like she's tearing apart. They just laid still together for a while. The Mike starts to slowly move in and outward. They moan nonstop, as Mike's pace slowly picks up. Her grip on her brother lightens, giving herself to him totally. He was surely going to make this moment with his sister, something she would never forget. I saw the look on his face, the face of serious passion. A face of a man that was going to leave his mark at totally fucking her brains out of her. She also saw the look, she again begged him 'Please Mikey', that's all he allowed her to get out. As he had slowly raised his hips, and then slammed down into her. She yelled out, like it was going to matter. Mike released a full on aggressive fucking, and her body quickly betrayed her mind and began meeting his motions. As Mike's slamming into her slides her slightly across the floor. This now allows me a slightly be view of his cock slamming into her little pussy. She was only taking about half of his cock at the time. But she started to quickly take more and more, as Mike relentlessly pounds into her very wet pussy. They where so wet it sounded like they where fucking in water. His sister yells out 'Oh Fuck I'm cuming Mikey'. Mike just keeps on pounding into her, and it wasn't long before she seemed to be almost taking all of his cock into her now loosening pussy. They yell out each others names and loud aggressively moans. Mike then grabs her legs and throws them over his shoulders. She shacked her head no at him, but she quickly threw her head back as he sunk back into her finally giving her every inch of his large cock. She shortly yells out cuming again. Then Mike slows and starts back at sucking on her neck, he lets her legs fall off his shoulders. His sister was totally exhausted, her legs just fell to the floor spread apart still. He tells his sister something that burned even me. He said he was about to cum, as nine inches deep inside her. She yells out 'Oh Fuck' She quickly say's 'You can't! I'm not ion the pill, my husband wears condoms. And I'm at my most fertile time, what da fuck are we thinking. Oh fuck Mike, what are going to do?' I notice Mike slowly start to pull out of her. She tells him it's probably too late. He asked her what she wanted him to do. She told him she didn't know, she so confused of whats going on. He tells her, he's sorry. She say's it's not just him, it's her fault too. Something told her not to come to the party, she was actually afraid that they would make love tonight. I noticed she was shacking almost ready to cum again. He asked her again what she wanted him to do. She asked him 'Do You Really Love Me Mikey'. He said he does. She say's 'Even if you gotten me pregnant just now?' He shook his head yes, and kissed her. Her legs wrap around his hips. She pulls away from their kiss and Yells out 'then take me completely, I'm all yours Mikey'. He unleashed another aggressive hammering into his sisters pussy. But this time it was different, now they knew they are out right mating with each other. All came to a full stop, Mike's nine inches of cock buried inside her little body. She yell's out 'Oh fuck Mikey, I feel you. Your flooding my insides, I'm so fucked. Oh Mikey I'm cuming again too'. They just laid still, brother and sister together in a intimate moment. A very shocking moment of incest, in which there's no going back now from. I would have not believed it if I wasn't hiding in plain site. As they remained still for a long time, not an another word spoken. Tiffany's body went completely limp from mental and physical exhaustion. Her arm's and legs spread apart laying flat on the floor. Mike slowly pulls his large cock out of his sisters now sore vagina. I watched closely as Mike's cock makes a final pop out of her pussy, a long thick string of cum followed his cock. The yarn like string of semen kept them connected, maybe a lot more than they realized. She was very red and she was left gaping open. Mike grabbed her clothes from around the room. He got down on his knees beside her. Then did something that I really thought was odd. He closes her pussy lips together, and then puts her thong on pulled up tightly. It was really like he wanted her to keep his semen inside her, did he really want her to get pregnant with his baby. He leaned her up enough to slide on her sundress, and picks her up and carries her out of the room. I quickly follow to see where they go. He takes her upstairs to his bedroom. I was so shocked I left the house and went home. I noticed I was so wet from pre cum myself. It was really a crazy night that I would have never seen coming. I did find out many months later that Tiffany did indeed get pregnant that night. And shortly after got divorced from her husband. Everything was kinda hush hush, all that I could find out is that Tiffany and Mike moved away. And that's the last anyone from town heard from them. Of course there was many rumors of name changing because of incest. Like I said, it was almost like our very own peers created and made it possible. Their hatred because the family was better off than the rest of us? I wonder

I was in my 30's and found myself always masturbating over my Gran after catching a glimpse of her naked in the bathroom, she always wore loose skirts and dresses and I was always trying to look up them to get look at her knickers or even pussy, I used to see a lot of upskirt movies on porn sites which turned me on greatly and thought I would try to get some upskirts of my gran, she was about 67 I think and quite plump but the thought of having sex with her used to get me off quite often.wondering if I could make the old lady cum. It was really exciting but the thought of getting caught scared the shit out of me anyway I made my mind up I was going to give it a try, I didn't have the best camera phone but I thought anything is better than nothing, I made a point of everytime I was at her flat I would sit opposite her with my camera app on, always pretending to text on Facebook whilst pointing it in her direction, One day I was there I got a couple of great shots as she stood up to do something, unbeknowing to her I slid my phone under her dress with sound on silent so she didn't hear the click, I got 4 shots but only 3 were half decent, I couldn't see exactly what the camera was seeing as my arm was outstretched, I just had to have a look and made an excuse to go to the bathroom, I opened my phone gallery and wow to my great suprise and excitement 3 of the pics caught gorgeous views of her without knickers, one of her lovely fat round ass and one great shot of off her pussy, I couldn't help my self, I had to masturbate right then, and I had some more good fortune as I looked into her laundry basket and saw a couple of pairs of her knickers which I instantly sniffed, they smelt musky and so damn sexy, I put the crotch of one of the pairs over my throbbing cock and sniffed the other pair whilst I wanked myself crazy over the pictures, Then I got the shock of my life when my Gran walked in and caught me, she said, James, I saw what you were doing taking pictures under my skirt, I nearly died, she said don't be embarrassed it turned me on too seeing you do that, to think anyone would want to see my body at my age, I said you have a lovely body Gran, she said come on James lets have some fun if you want, I was trembling with excitement as she led me to her bedroom, as we walked towards her bedroom she asked, did my pants turn you on James, I said omg yes, thats lovely she said, go get them then James, I quickly went to get them, when I got back to her room she was laid on the bed still dressed and said come on lay next to me, I didn't need inviting twice, she said right, you want some real fun, I didn't hesitate, oh yes I replied, she said lay back and relax then she started undoing my jeans, pulled them off and felt my cock in her hand, she gave a little moan as she started to masturbate my already throbbing cock, after a minute or so she pt her mouth over my cock and started wanking and licking then sucking, she said please don't cum James, I want to enjoy this, I said I'm nearly there Gran and gently pushed her head away from my cock, to think I was enjoying sex with an old lady of 67 was mind blowing, then she asked do you want me to put those knickers back on James, I said yes. She was there laid next to me on her back as my hand stroked her plump belly, I gave her a nice wet kiss then fondled her big breasts, licking her nipples, she was so excited, I could tell when I slid my hand down under those lovely cotton knickers to her pussy, she was wet as hell, I always though old ladies were dry down there but my Gran was really wet as I tweaked her clitoris and slid my finger in mmmmmm, my cock was throbbing like hell, I had a nice lick of her pussy over her knickers then pulled them off revealing the most horny and beautiful sight of her pussy and ass crack, I pushed more fingers into her lovely pussy, not much hair around it though, she was moaning all the time now and I knew she was in heaven, I moved my head done and had a little lick off her clitoris, I thought she was going to pass out arching her back inviting me for more, the aroma was so sexy adding to my excitement, I started to lick her more trying to get my tongue right in, we were both on another planet, I even ran my tongue down form her pussy along the crack of her lovely big ass, she moved into a position so I could get better access, she wanted more, I asked her to turn over on her belly which she did then I ran my tongue down her back from her shoulders to her ass crack, again I licked down the crack of her ass then as I got near her pussy put my tongue in her ass next to her pussy, she got up on all fours to give me more access to evrything on offer, I licked her ass for a few mins then went lower started licking her pussy like crazy whilst I put my finger in her ass, omg she said thats wonderful James, never had this done to me before, I couldn't wait no longer I knealt up and pulled her body towards me, feeling for her pussy with my cock then wow I pushed forward straight into her, it was so wet, i was fucking her slow at first then really fast when she said do you want to try my ass James, you paid a lot of attention to it, without replying I took my cock out of her pussy and pressed it into her ass, I thought it would be really tight but my cock just slid right in mmmmmm, she moaned like hell and backed onto my cock, oh James she said this is so good, I couldn't help myself I said I'm cumin Gran can't help it, she said oh yes go on as I pushed right up her and came lots into her, was that nice she asked, I said oh God best sex I have had, you? omg James I hope we can do it again, as much as you want I replied, we laid back with cheeky smiles on our faces like kids, We have have had lots of sexy fun since that day, I might post some more stories of our times together later. Just as an extra treat I've attached the two upskirts to this story for you, enjoy, I welcome your comments !!

This story involves non-consensual sex between teenagers. I write this as therapy for some of my own tragic experiences. Please note the genre and themes and move along if this is not in your taste rather than down-voting me and imposing your self-righteous values on my form of therapy. "Robert, wait up!" I heard Chase yell at me. We had been at his family's farm this past weekend and had a wild time. "I heard you got to see Katy nude, boy!" He said grinning at me. "Yeah, had to. She had to be cleaned up you know? I said grinning and shrugging slightly. "Bro, you did me wrong. You know I wanted to see those fine ass titties. You should've come and got me." He said putting a hand on my shoulder. "Man, I'm sorry. It all kind of happened so fast. I'll have to find a way to make it up to you." I said to him seriously. "Alright, man. I believe you will. You're that kind of friend." He said. Truth is, I am. Chase and I had been through everything together. We had been friends since meeting in Kindergarten. Every sexual experience we'd ever had was somehow together. When we were kids we'd learned to jack off together and looked at our first porn together in my Dad's workshop. We'd fooled around together and sucked each other and even hot dogged each other. We didn't think of ourselves as gay, maybe we were bi, but we just enjoyed sex and each other's company and it never got weird. Now, I felt bad because I had done something Chase hadn't quite yet. Partially that was because Chase was blackout drunk by the time things happened at his party. Partially though, I felt I'd let him down. I'd brought those Freshmen girls to get him laid and it hadn't worked out. I may be a country boy, but I'm no dummy. So, I noticed in my AP World class a Freshman boy that was short and fairly attractive. His name was Cary. When he had been sick early in the year, I'd shared my notes with him when he got back and we struck up a friendship. He was a little scared of me, me being both a redneck and a jock, but over time I broached some subjects and got to know the kid. I thought about it and realized that this may be the solution to fix my guilt at not telling Chase about Katy and not getting him his first pussy. I'd get him his first ass. I decided to invite Cary over on Friday and, although he made a few excuses, I didn't take no for an answer. I planned everything out and I let Chase know when to come over and hang out in my Dad's workshop in the back. It would be perfect. My Mom would be asleep in the house. My Dad was out of town doing a job in Kentucky and wouldn't be home for another three weeks. No one would be there to throw a wrench in my plan. Cary showed up around 6:30. I went and ordered our pizza and we played call of duty until it showed up. At this point, my plan when into effect. “Hey Cary, you want something to drink?” I asked. “Uh sure, Robert, what you got?” He said. “Crown, Jack Daniels, some kind of vodka. Pick your poison.” I smirked as I said it. “Uh, I don’t know about that. My parents would kill me if they found out I was drinking...” he said hesitantly. "Come on, man, you some kind of pussy?" I asked him with a gleam in my eye. Cary smirked a bit, "I guess not, but you seem to be a bit of an ass..." We laughed together and Cary grabbed the bottle of Jack. "Got any coke?" I nodded, grabbed his glass and the jack and moved over to the bar to mix him a drink. We started eating our pizza and drinking. The conversation was wide-ranging. I kept Cary's glass full and kept him talking. By 9:30 it was time He was nice and drunk. “Let’s go out in the workshop in the back. I need to check everything is locked down for we turn in for the night anyway.” I said. As we walked I turned the conversation to sex. I let us in the workshop and we were still talking. Once I was done doing my checks, we went to the little office area where my Dad had his computer and a futon and a couple of chairs. After a bit, Cary got as drunk serious as he could and looked me in the eye. “Robert, I have a secret.” Cary said. I didn’t say anything. I just held his gaze. “Robert, I HAVE...a secret.” He said it again. “I know you’re secret, Cary... and I have one, too” I said to him and I leaned in and kissed him full on the lips. After a few moments I pulled away. Cary looked at me like a deer in the headlights. “What... what...” Cary stuttered and was clearly flustered. “I’m not gay, Cary, but I may be Bi. I like a little of this and that and you’re a super-cute guy.” Cary just kept looking around and at me. After a while he said, “Robert... I’m not gay or anything. I... um... that was my first kiss and I’m super-uncomfortable now...I’ve got to get going.” I grabbed him by the arm and kissed him again. Cary kissed me back, I guess not knowing what else to do. My hands explored his chest and moved down towards his hip. I pressed my tongue to his lips and he opened his lips and let my tongue in. We kept kissing and petting coming up for air every now and then. It was hot. Cary thought so, too, I could feel his cock spike up against my stomach and leg as we kept kissing. I took my shirt off and tugged at Cary’s. He got the point and let me pull his shirt off. I kept kissing him and feeling him up. I let my hand reach down to fondle his package. He wasn’t that big I could tell, but he was a freshman and that was what I had hoped for. A smallish prong with little to no hair. Bon appetite! I backed off and looked at Cary keeping a hand behind his head. I could see he was a mix of emotions. I decided to go for it. “Can I see it, Cary” I said softly. “I’m scared, Robert. No one has ever seen me besides Mom... and what if you tell? being tagged as gay in this town is a life sentence.” Cary wasn’t wrong. The one kid brave enough to be full out gay was treated like shit by pretty much everyone, but that was my trump card. “Cary, you know me and the boys ain’t never treated Billy wrong. He eats with us at lunch and comes to our parties. Even if you’re gay, we’d love you. And, I’m about to get naked with you. If you’re gay I’m as gay as you are.” Cary considered. “Okay, but let’s take it slow. I don’t think I’m ready for anal, but at this point I ave got to cum! I yanked down Cary’s blue jeans. As I had suspected, not a bad package. A few wisps of hair to be seen, creamy white skin smooth down to a respectable boner for a freshman and wrinkled balls swaying slightly. I took hold of Cary and stoked his cut dick slowly. “I’m going to suck you, Cary. Will you suck me if I do you? I looked at him expectantly. “Ah... I’ll try man, but I’ve never done any of this.” He said nervously. “I’m going to do you. You’ll just do what I do and watch your teeth. Here it goes.” I am just a bumpkin and not well versed in the art of fellatio as I’ve seen it called on the webs, but I’ve been sucking cock since I was a hairless boy and I’ve never left another man or boy dissatisfied. With Cary, I put in maximum effort. I was swirling my tongue around his shaft, rolling it around the head, and bobbing my head. The boy had little to no experience for sure because it wasn’t long before ... “Rob, pull off!” I, of course, didn’t. “Rob! I’m gonna...” Cary’s watery, yet large load hit the back of my throat. I held him and didn’t move knowing he’d be super sensitive. After a bit, I sucked a little more to get any of the little bit left. Cary laid back gasping for air. I stood up and unbuckled my belt. Then I shimmied out of my wranglers. I was standing naked in the workshop not for the first time. Cary shucked his jeans as well and set up. “Let me know if I’m doing it wrong.” He said. I don’t have one of those comically large dicks everyone tries to describe when they tell these stories. I am maybe six inches full staff. I trim my hair. My balls swing full. Cary opened his mouth and started suctioning. “Oww!” I said, “let air in, don’t full suction and, OWW, watch your teeth!” Cary took my advice and kept going. It wasn’t the best blow job, but it was hot knowing I was getting Cary’s mouth cherry and knowing what was about to happen. I was getting close when Chase started walking over. I was so close that I motioned him to stay back and not interrupt as was our plan. I was about to crescendo. I pulled Cary’s head off my dick. “I’m about to cum, you don’t have to swallow.” He looked me in the eye, “I want to.” I held his gaze. “Ok” Cary got back to work even bobbing his head like I had. It didn’t take long. “I’m cumming” I said as I released a torrent of jizz into Cary’s mouth. Cary did good with spurt one and two, but spurt 3 ended up on his face and spurt for and five all over his body. It was at this point Chase decided to make his presence known as per our plan... “What a couple of faggots!” Chase exclaimed. I stared at him trying to stifle my smile. Cary wiped the cum from his eyes and looked at Chase holding up his iPhone recording with absolute horror. “This is going to be a hit with the guys at school.” Chase said maniacally smiling. “Y’all might as well kill any plans you had the rest of high school!” Cary was blubbering and bawling trying to stay quiet. His worst nightmare was being realized. Keeping to the ***********, I played along. “Chase, what are you doing here. You’re trespassing! We are supposedly friends!” I said doing my best acting. “You know your Dad is letting me keep my goat here for FFA. And I ain’t friends with no faggot! We ain’t friends if you’re fucking this freshman boy you piece of shit!” Chase could lay it on when he needed to. “Ok, ok, come on Chase. Is there anything we can do. Hell, I’ll give you the suburban.” I said. This caught Cary’s attention. Everyone knew I had a spiritual attachment to my suburban. He stopped blubbering and started paying attention to the negotiation. “You think I want that piece of shit!?!” Chase said. If he has been serious that would have ended our friendship, but he was acting. “I can’t think of anything you can offer that I’d want.” Cary stood up. “I’ll give you a blowjob. I’ll give you a blowjob and you delete the video.” Chase just stared and smiled. “I don’t know if a blowjob is enough, but it is a start. Get on your knees, you little bitch.” Cary hit his knees. Chase dropped his pants and pulled out his cock. Like me, he isn’t huge. He may he slightly longer than me, but I am bigger around. He and I started trimming at the same time, so he was similar that way. To Cary’s credit, he realized what was on the line and started sucking like someone with a lot more experience. Chase was moaning as he filmed the action. After a bit, Chase reached around and started fondling Cary’s ass. Cary tried to move to avoid it, but Chase got a finger in there. After a few minutes, Chase pushed Cary off... “Ok, I know what I want that will keep me from spilling. I want your ass, Cary. Turn around on the futon. Robert do you got any lube?” Cary’s face went white. He started blubbering again. He stood up crying. He turned to me and hugged me, our naked bodies pressing together. “Oh my god. Robert.” He said. Crying broke the words as he spoke. I caught his chin, looked in his eyes. “I’ve done anal. It isn’t that bad. He will be done quick and we will be out of this.” I lied as convincingly as I could. “He will ruin us both if we don’t do what he says.” “Do. Do ya. Do you have any condoms. Dad said I shouldn’t have sex without a condom.” Cary said unevenly, his fear palpable. “Fuck no, bitch, I ride bareback.” Chase said. Cary nodded. He was still crying quietly, but he got on all fours on the futon. I opened Dad’s desk drawer and for the KY I hid earlier. “Prepare him for me, Robert” Chase said. I took the KY and put it on Cary’s pucker. I pushed a finger in applying as much as I could. I wanted to fuck the boy, not cause him undue pain. I got two fingers in. I moved and Chase for behind Cary and lined himself up. “This is probably going to hurt, faggot.” Cary said violently. Chase, despite the tone in his voice, very slowly and gently put pressure on Cary’s anus. Here we were, the one thing we had been nervous to try together we were going to do with Cary. “Ah!” Cary exclaimed as Chase’s head gained entry. Chase held up allowing him to adjust a bit. Slowly, painstakingly, Chase’s shaft gained entry to Cary. Cary moaned and grunted in pain, but he took it all. “Ok, I’m all in. I’m going to stroke a bit. I’ll be cumming in guts in just a couple minutes. This is hot as fuck and you’re getting my virginity, Cary.” Cary nodded. Chase pulled out slowly and sunk back in slow. He did this motion about 20 or so times. The last time he went to the hilt and grunted as he came hard in Cary’s ass. He stood up, Cary slunk down off his knees laying flat on the futon. Chase looked at his dick. He looked at Cary’s ass. He smiled. “Ok, Robert, you’re turn. Get in there and fuck him .” Cary started to get up to protest. Chase put a hand on his back. “You want that video all over school? You’re going to do what I say!” Resignedly, Cary laid back down. I mounted him whispering, “I’ll take it easy.” Cary nodded. There is not a world of difference between a boy’s asshole and a girl’s pussy. If fucking Katy was filet mignon, then fucking Cary was a ribeye. They’re both good, it just depends on what I’m hungry for. I took longer than Chase, and got a little more animated. I kept whispering in Cary’s ear that he was hot and how much I loved his ass. Cary was moaning like a whore. I hadn’t expected him to like it. I came for the second time that night deep inside of Cary. Cary rose up once I got off him and kissed me deep. I was starting to think the kid was in love. Chase’s laughter broke up our revelry. “Y’all really are some fags.” He slapped his knee. “Here is my phone. Delete the videos and I’ll leave you bitches alone.” I took the phone, forwarded the videos to myself, deleted them off of Chase’s phone, and showed Cary they were deleted. “Bye.” Chase said as he walked out. Cary and I just sat there naked on the futon. After a bit I looked over and Cary was slowly stroking what must have been a painfully cock. My curiosity was getting the better of me, so I asked him. “Hey, I know all of this has probably been rough, but you look horny still. You want to try my ass?” Cary nodded. “I’ve just been raped but yeah, I want to fuck you. You’ve been so sweet to me.” I laid on my back and held up my legs. He got the KY. Cary slid in easy. It felt pretty good. I guess because he was small and the lube I didn’t get any pain. He hit one spot and I thought I was going to cum again. Cary grunted and shot his load in me. I decided to finish myself off while he was still in me. He saw me stroking and moved my hand away. He stroked me until I finished for the third time. We got dressed. Went back in the house and went to bed cuddling each other. The next day, Chase came over. “That was awesome dude!” He said. “That it was. And I want more of Cary, but we ain’t fags. We are going to have to get him some pussy so we don’t sissify him” The next plan was hatched.

My Boyfriend likes to expose me or perhaps it should be called The exhibitionist in denial by Vanessa Evans Part 10 – Life goes on --------------------------- Orthopaedic Mannequin -------------------------- A couple of weeks after the party at our place Emma phoned me. She told me that she’d bumped into her Nursing Tutor and mentioned that she might know a volunteer for the plaster casts application training. The tutor had begged Emma to follow it up and Emma wanted to know if I was still interested. Emma’s phone call was in the evening and Ryan was there so I had a quick word with Ryan then told Emma that I was game for it. At 8 o’clock on a sunny morning 2 days later I met Emma outside the nursing school and in we went. I was a little apprehensive, but I trusted Emma when she told me that it would be fun and that there would be no pain. Emma introduced me to the tutor (Mandy) who talked me through what I would have to do (just lay there), telling me that it was much better for the students to learn using a live model rather than a shop mannequin. Mandy then surprised me by producing a document and telling me that the nursing school would pay me 50 pounds for my trouble if I signed a waiver contract. I was a little concerned about the waiver part but Mandy told me it was a standard contract that was used for medical drug guinea pigs and that I had absolutely nothing to worry about. Mandy also told me that I could keep my bra and knickers on if I wanted to, but there was a good chance that they would get some plaster on them. Before I could say anything, Emma told Mandy that it wouldn’t be a problem. She didn’t tell her that it wouldn’t be a problem because I never wear a bra or knickers. After I signed the form we went into the lecture hall and I immediately saw that it was more like a workshop with 3 medical tables at one end of the room. Mandy gave me one of those medical gowns and pointed to a door and told me that I could get changed through there. I opened the medical gown and saw that it was small. It must have been for a little kid because it was small even for me. When I put it on it only just came below pussy and the back was all open. I went back out to Emma and we sat in one corner as the student nurses filed in. For some reason I was only expecting there to be girls and was a little shocked when a few young men walked in. I turned to Emma and said, “What are they doing here? I don’t mind girls seeing me naked, but I wasn’t expecting there to be men as well.” “Of course there are men here. There are male nurses and doctors as well. Doctors have to know how to put a cast on, even if they’ll never actually have to do it. Don’t worry Tanya, they’re professionals, they’ve all seen naked girls before.” “Not me they haven’t.” I said. “Just look at their faces and imagine that it’s Ryan that you’re looking at; and when they touch you imagine that it’s Ryan’s fingers on you.” Emma said. “I can’t do that, I’ll cum, and that’s the last thing that I want to do here.” I said. Emma laughed. Mandy started the lecture but I wasn’t listening. I was thinking about Ryan’s fingers touching me. That was probably a bad thing to be doing because I started getting wet. All of a sudden Emma elbowed me. “They’re ready for you Tanya.” Emma said then she told me that she’d be back in about an hour or so. Mandy called me over and introduced me to everyone, then told them that I had volunteered to let them put casts on both my legs and both my arms. She then told me to take the gown off and climb up onto the middle table. The moment of truth; I was nervous as hell as I let the gown drop and climbed up. As I lay back I suddenly remembered that my thinking about Ryan had got my pussy wet and I hoped that no one would notice. I lay there looking up at the ceiling as Mandy split the students into 4 groups and allocated one of my arms or legs to each group. Some came to look at me while others got the materials they needed. A couple of the girls said “Hi” to me; and one man did too, but not before he’d stared at my pussy for ages. I blushed as he looked at my face and said “Hey.” I felt sooo exposed. All of a sudden my arms and legs were being lifted up, some sort of grease was coated on my arms and legs then this sort of soft, gauzy, stocking things were being pulled onto me. They put them from my ankles to mid-thigh, and wrists to my arm pits. As I was being man-handled I felt my pussy get a little wetter and had a horrible vision of me cumming as they all worked on me. I blushed. As I looked up at the students I saw faces change as different students did different things to my limbs. I felt eyes burning into my pussy and nipples. Were they staring at my goodies; or were they just getting on with their job? I wasn’t sure. I was glad that I wasn’t wearing any of my jewellery. Some sort of padding was wrapped round my limbs then the plaster started appearing. The student’s hands were covered in it, and some of it was splashing all over them, and me. Mandy sent one group away telling them to add more powder to their mix to get it to a more workable consistency. With there being so many of them working on me I hadn’t really noticed that my legs had been spread quite wide and high; and that some of them were taking it in turns to hold my hands and feet high up so that others could plaster underneath my arms and legs. For some reason my arms and legs felt quite warm. I don’t know if it was all those hands working on me, or the fact that I was virtually naked in front of all those people, but I was getting aroused. Not heavily aroused, but enough for me to notice, and for my pussy and nipples to show the effects. I’d had my eyes closed hoping that the feelings would go away, but I suddenly heard a man’s voice whisper, “I can see that you’re enjoying this, are you going to cum for us?” My eyes opened wide as I looked to see who had said it but no man’s head was close to my head. There were 2 young men working on my arms but neither were showing any signs of being guilty of the inappropriate comment. I shut my eyes again and tried to think of anything but sex, but my thoughts kept coming back to me being naked with all those people being so close to me. My brain really did regret telling Emma that I’d like to experience having plaster casts on my limbs; but my body craved those eyes, and that man whispering to me made things worse. I felt my AF rising. Why oh why did my body take control of my brain. Then all of a sudden it was over. I heard Mandy tell everyone to step back. “Thank you, thank you Mandy.” I thought to myself as I breathed deeply. Mandy came and inspected the students work and made a couple of comments to them. The students had left me with my legs wide open and I was about to ask Mandy if she could close them for me but before I could she turned to the students and started talking to them about something that I didn’t understand. About 5 minutes later she dismissed the students then came over to me. “Thank you so much for that Tanya. Emma has volunteered to cut the casts off you. Don’t worry she does it every day so she won’t hurt you. She should be back any minute. Sorry, but I have to go, I have an important meeting that I have to go to. Mandy put an envelope by my head and was off. I was left virtually naked with my legs wide open, alone, in a big room. I thought that I could at least protect my modesty a bit and I tried to slide my legs together, but they wouldn’t close. I raised my head and saw that there were 2 bowls between my legs. I thought about sitting up and moving them but I remembered that my arms were all plastered and heavy. There was nothing that I could do so I relaxed and hoped that Emma would be back soon. A few minutes later I heard the door open and sighed with relief. It was going to be over soon. But it wasn’t. I heard a man say, “You didn’t cum for us!” “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I thought as 3 of the students, 2 male and 1 female came and stood at my feet. “Can you get my gown and cover me please?” I asked. “We want to see you cum for us first.” The girl said. “No I won’t.” I said. “Please put my gown over me.” The 3 of them ignored me and started describing every bit of my pussy and tiny breasts. Not in medical terms, but in crude, vulgar terms. Then they described what they wanted to do to me and picked up some of the tools that they’d used that were still laying around. My brain was thinking, “No, no, go away, leave me alone, you can’t do this to me; fuck off!” But my body was preparing for an invasion. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as the tirade of deive comments kept coming. 6, 7, 8, 9. I felt my AF quickly rise; then it hit me. Even though my legs and arms were restrained by the casts, my body still racked with convulsions and spasms. My head was going from side to side as I moaned and shouted all sorts of obscenities. “Wow, she squirts too; very nice young Tanya.” The girl said. “Yeah she squirts. Now fuck off and leave her alone.” I heard Emma shout. They did, and Emma came over to me and stroked my head. “Are you okay, did they hurt you?” Emma asked. “No, no, I’m okay. It’s just that their standing there looking down at me telling me what they wanted to do to me; and me being so helpless; I just couldn’t help myself. I just came, hard.” I said. “What am I going to do with you? You’re enjoying flaunting your naked body in front of those poor, innocent students. I know what I’ll do, I’ll take you shopping.” “I like that idea, cut these things off me and we’ll go and have some fun.” I said. “No, I’m taking you shopping like this. You must be getting hungry as well, how about a Mickey D's on the way?” Emma asked. “You can’t take me like this, I can’t walk. Hell, I probably can’t even stand up on my own.” “Oh, that’s not a problem you stay there for a minute; I just need to get something.” With that, Emma was gone. A couple of minutes later she was back, banging a wheelchair through the door as she came in. “I can’t sit in that, I can’t bend my knees.” I said. “Not a problem, look at this.” Emma reclined the chair (I’ve never seen a wheelchair like that before), then she clamped a couple of leg supports to the sides of the chair. “Okay, I could fit in that chair, but I haven’t got any clothes on; I can’t go out like this, I’ll get arrested” I said. “Don’t worry Tanya, we’ll cover you up.” Emma said. “Who’s ‘we’?” I asked. “Me of course,” a voice from near the door said. I turned my head and saw Karen walking in. What’s more she was wearing a nurse’s uniform. “What the hell are you doing here? Why aren’t you at work with Ryan? He’s not here as well is he? Whose uniform is that?” I said. “Too many questions my little patient. Patients are supposed to relax and get better. Just relax and let it happen.” Emma said. “But there’s nothing wrong with me; well apart from these lumps of plaster.” I said. “You know that, I know that, but the people who see us pushing you round town won’t know that. They’ll see 2 nurses taking a very unfortunate little girl for a day out round town. You just relax and enjoy it.” As Emma was telling me that, she and Karen were cleaning bits of splashed plaster off me. Karen took her time cleaning round my inner thighs and pussy, which didn’t help my AF. The thought of being pushed round town like that wasn’t helping. I was so scared and excited. By that time I was on my feet with Karen holding me up on one side, and Emma and the other. “At least put some clothes on me before we go.” I pleaded. “With those casts on your arms we won’t be able to get your dress on and the only other thing that we have is that kid’s hospital gown. Tell you what, when we get you sat down we’ll tuck it down your sides. You’ll be just fine. As I say, everyone will be thinking about how unfortunate you are and not thinking about your clothes.” Emma and Karen virtually carried me to the wheelchair and eased me on to it. Then they lifted my arms and legs up and rested them on the supports. I was laid back with my legs spread. I just wanted Ryan to kneel between my legs, hug me, kiss me, and fuck me. It wasn’t to be. Karen started pushing me to the door. “WAIT!” I shouted; “cover me up.” “Oh yes, can you get that gown please Karen?” Emma asked as she pushed me out of the room and into the corridor. “STOP!” I shouted; “people can see my private bits.” “Stop fussing Tanya. Everyone here is a medical professional; they’ve all seen lots of naked girls before.” Emma said. “Not me they haven’t; and what about those visitors over there?” “Oh, I didn’t think about visitors, but not to worry, this is a hospital, they must realise that there are naked people here. I’m sure that they’ll understand.” Emma said. Karen caught us up and draped the gown over me. I felt instantly better. Not for long though; Emma pushed me into an elevator to go down to the ground floor. It was one of those big elevators, big enough to take a hospital bed; and as we went in I looked ahead of me and saw that the walls of the interior were covered in mirrors. I looked at myself and saw that I looked ridiculous. That was bad enough, but the gown wasn’t covering me properly and I could see my pussy glinting in the bright light. Emma turned the wheelchair round so that we were ready to go out and I saw 3 men and 1 woman walking in. Thankfully only 1 of the men was looking down at me. As the door closed he stood with his back to the door staring down at me; to be more specific, my pussy. I felt my face go red and warm, and my pussy get wet. I didn’t dare ask Emma or Karen for help covering me in case it attracted the attention of the others. One person looking at my pussy was bad enough, but 3 more would have been really bad. When the door opened and the others got out Emma pushed me towards the exit to the street. As the exit doors opened automatically a gust of wind caught the gown and blew it right off me. “Ooops!” Karen said as she chased after it and brought it back to me. “Quick, quick Karen, please get me covered. If you’re going to put me through this horrible humiliation, at least get that thing on me properly.” I pleaded. “Okay, okay,” Emma said, “don’t get your knickers in a twist.” “Very funny,” I said, “are you trying to make me wish that I’d never stopped wearing them?” “No, no,” Emma said, “we can’t have you wearing knickers in Mickey D's. Tell you what; if it’ll make you happy we’ll put that gown on properly for you.” “Thank you Emma, thank you.” I said. I really wanted to be wearing one hell of a lot more than that stupid kid’s gown but at least that would cover my little tits and pussy. Right there in front of the main entrance to the nurse’s training school Emma and Karen lifted me out of that damn chair and managed to get me standing on my feet. People walking in and out of the building looked at me. One young man asked if he could help us. Thankfully Karen declined his offer. Karen started to put my arms through the big arm-holes of the gown. Something didn’t seem right so I asked Karen if she was doing it right. “Of course I am!” Karen said, “How difficult can it be; it’s only a stupid hospital gown.” Well Karen hadn’t got it right. When she stepped back to straighten it out I realised that she’d put it on like a blouse. It was all open, right down the front. I heard Emma laugh then say, “Haven’t you ever worn one of those things before Karen? It’s supposed to be all open at the back, nor the front.” “Oops!” Karen said, “Never mind, it’ll do; Tanya will only be wearing it for a couple of hours. Emma giggled a bit then said, “Let’s get her back in the chair.” The pair of them put be back in the chair as I protested, telling them that the gown wasn’t covering me. “Yes it is Tanya,” Karen said as she pulled the gown closed on my front. “See! I told you.” Okay, I couldn’t see my pussy or tits, but all it would take was one small gust of wind and I would be exposed again. “Oh! I nearly forgot,” Karen said as she put her hand in her (Emma’s) uniform pocket. “Ryan gave me this for you; he said that you love wearing it.” I looked at her in horror as I saw that she had the business part of one of my remote vibrators in her hand. My legs were on the leg stands of the chair so Karen moved in between my legs and pushed the vibe into my wet pussy; right there in the street. “No, stop it! Not here; there are too many people around.” I shouted, but Karen ignored me and I felt the vibe and Karen’s fingers invade my pussy. I was so relieved that it wasn’t switched on. With a bit of luck I could just ignore it. “Bloody hell girl!” Karen said, “It’s like a swimming pool in there; Ryan WAS right, you really do get off on being naked in public. It looks like you’re going to have a very knackering couple of hours; but it looks like you’re going to enjoy every second of it.” “Right then girls, are we all ready then?” Emma asked. “Yep!” Karen said. “No! Please don’t do this to me. It’s so embarrassing.” I said; as Emma started pushing the wheelchair along the footpath. We’d only being going for seconds when the wind caught one side of my gown. The whole left side of my body was exposed. The inevitable happened and my other enemy, the wind, did its bit and the gown slowly opened further and by the time we’d gone 50 yards my whole torso was exposed. I looked up to Karen. I didn’t need to say anything because she said, “Don’t worry Tanya; we’ll cover you up if we think that we need to.” It was pointless pleading with Karen and Emma so I went into a bit of a sulk. As I sat there watching the passers-by looking at me, or should I say my pussy and little tits, I realised that my AF was rising. No, Ryan couldn’t be right I WAS NOT enjoying this. But why was my pussy so wet and why was I getting aroused? There got to be more and more people on the street. Some were ignoring us (me), some were staring at my bits, some were shocked; some even looked disgusted. When we stopped at a street corner a middle aged couple stood next to us waiting for the lights to change. Of course they both looked at me. Then the woman looked at the 2 nurses with me. Karen obviously saw the woman looking at her and said, “A bad car accident; the poor girl has just come out of 3 months traction and has been so depressed. The doctor thought that it would be a good idea to give her a change of scenery and get her out in the fresh air for a couple of hours.” Karen said. “She’s certainly getting plenty of fresh air.” The man said. The woman bent down to me and put her hand on my shoulder and said, “You enjoy the change. I’m sure that you will get better soon; you’ll soon be back at school with your mates.” I really did want to tell the stupid cow where to go; but I just couldn’t be bothered. We crossed the street and turned a corner. “Nearly there!” Emma said. I looked up and saw a McDonalds. “NO!” I pleaded, “Please don’t take me in there. I’m not hungry and I don’t want all those people staring at me.” “Don’t be silly Tanya. You must be hungry, you haven’t eaten for hours.” Karen said. “Here, I’ll cover your goodies so that you can eat before you have your first orgasm.” “WHAT! I’m not going to cum in there; it would be too humiliating.” Karen had a big grin on her face as she bent over me and pulled the sides of the gown over my front. That McDonalds is one of the ones that are in a converted old building. When we got through the door I saw about a dozen tables then a lower floor that has the serving counter, cooking area and more tables and chairs. Emma wheeled me to the front of the raised area and told me to stay there while they went and got the food. I watched them walk away and down to the queue. Karen turned and looked back at me. We made eye contact and Karen smiled. Then her eyes went down and she grinned. My eyes went down my body. I breathed a sigh of relief as I realised that I couldn’t see my tiny tits and pussy. But wait, the overlapped hem of the gown was too high and flat across my stomach. “Shit!” I thought. That meant that it wasn’t properly covering my pussy. I looked back to Karen, and horror of horrors she now had the remote control for the vibe in her hand. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! I mouthed the words, “Please don’t.” Karen had a big grin on her face as I saw her turn the knob up to full and I immediately felt the vibe start-up. “Oh fuck!” I quietly said as I realised what was going to happen. I looked round to see who was looking at me. Either side of me people were just getting on with their business, but in front of me, on the lower floor, were 2 teenage couples; 2 girls and 2 youths. What’s more, they were all looking up at me and my pussy. I looked over to Karen. The mischievous grin on her face told me that it was pointless saying anything and that she was going to humiliate me in the worst possible way. I looked back to the 2 couples as I felt my AF rising quickly. Both the youths had stopped eating and were staring at me; so was 1 of the girls. The other girl looked confused. Either she was sympathising with the poor girl who had both her arms and legs in plaster, or she didn’t realise what was going on. Her friend said something and a grin appeared on her face. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I muttered. These 4 teenagers, and goodness knows how many others, were going to watch me have an orgasm and there was nothing that I could do about it. I fought it as hard and as long as I could; gritting my teeth, thinking about the story in a book that I’d read, anything to take my mind of the inevitable. My breathing got heavier and my chest went higher with each deep breath. As I got closer my body rose up and I felt the gown open. I started moaning even though I was doing my best to keep quiet so as not to attract any attention to me. As it hit me I felt my arms and legs jerk and my pussy spasm. It felt like I was squirting and I hoped that I wasn’t. Then I felt a hand on my head, stroking my hair and the vibe stop. As the waves receded I heard Emma giving the same spiel about me that Karen had given at the street crossing, but she added some medical words that I didn’t understand. She also added that the ‘little fit’ was just the excitement of being out of the hospital for a while after being cooped up there for so long. When I was capable I looked round and saw that just about everyone was getting on with eating their fries and whatever; everyone except the 2 couples in front of me; all 4 of them were still staring at my pussy; and 3 youths in the queue waiting to be served. I had a little after-shock and felt my pussy spasm. I felt so embarrassed, so humiliated; yet so happy. Why had I cum so quickly? Why had I cum at all? Did I really like being seen naked? Did I really enjoy being watched while I built up to, and had an orgasm? What was wrong with me? Karen arrived with our meals and she and Emma sat either side of me. As I looked at the food Emma said, “Don’t worry Tanya, we’ll feed you.” “Can you cover me please?” I asked. “Sure I can, we’re not cruel you know, we’re only doing what you know that you enjoy.” “I don’t enjoy it, it’s horrible.” I said. “Tanya darling, that orgasm was out of this world. There’s no way that you weren’t enjoying it.” Emma said. “I can’t remember having one that good.” With that she stuffed a couple of fries in my mouth to shut me up then pulled the gown closed over my front. At last I had some privacy; well, excluding the 2 couples down in front of me. I looked down at them and saw that they were just gathering all their bits onto a tray so they could leave. In between mouthfuls I pleaded with Emma and Karen to take me back and get those damn plasters off me, but they were having nothing of it. Just as we were about finished I looked down to the table where the 2 couples had been and saw that 3 youths were sat there. What’s more, they had realised what they could see by looking up at me. I felt a little gush and hoped that Karen and Emma hadn’t noticed. It wasn’t my lucky day; I felt the vibe start-up again. “No, please don’t make me cum again.” I pleased with Karen. “Come on Tanya, you know that you want to.” Karen said. “No I don’t!” I said, but Karen just ignored me. Emma gave me one last drink of my cola as the vibe went up to full. I just knew that I couldn’t last long. I looked down to the 3 youths and saw that they had stopped eating and were just staring at me. That didn’t help my resistance and I felt my AF rise. It didn’t take long before I was cumming again. Somehow I managed to look at the 3 youths and their stares and grins made me cum even harder. At one point I heard Emma apologising to other customers again. I was so relieved when I felt the wheelchair moving as we left McDonalds. We turned another corner and the wind blew the gown up. “Please Karen?” I asked. “No, you can stay like that. Tell you what, since it’s a reasonable day, shall we go to the park instead of the shops?” Karen said. Emma said that she was happy with that and I thought for a minute. I guessed that there would be less people in the park so I felt a little happier. I got some really funny looks as we went along but no one actually said anything. That was until we passed a college on the way to the park. The college entrance is lower than the road and there are about 20 steps down. What’s more there were lots of students coming out and up those steps. Just as we got to the top of the steps Karen saw someone that she and Emma knew. Emma was pushing the wheelchair and she stopped and turned the chair to face the college entrance. The first thing that the students saw as they came to the top of the steps was a wheelchair with a virtually naked girl in it with both her arms and legs in plaster; and her legs spread wide. My pussy was being displayed to all the students as they left the college. Both Emma and Karen were talking to a girl while I was getting more and more embarrassed. And why was I getting aroused? I certainly wasn’t enjoying the experience. “Emma, please can we move on?” I pleaded. “In a minute.” Emma said. “Can you at least cover my pussy for me?” I again pleaded. “Stop worrying,” Karen said, “no one here is going to call the police.” “It’s not the police I’m worried about.” I replied. “I’m naked and embarrassed.” “Hi there little girl, I’m Lisa.” The girl who knew Karen and Emma said; “I’m so sorry about your accident. I bet that you’re pleased to be getting some fresh air. Those hospitals can be so stuffy.” “It’s where I’m getting that fresh air that’s the problem.” I said, “Could you pull the gown back over me?” Lisa looked down at my bare pussy and said, “Oh, I see the problem.” Lisa said then grinned; “It looks like you’re enjoying the little ‘problem’ so I’ll just leave you like that.” With that she bent forward and ran her finger along my soaking and swollen pussy. When she got to my clit she pressed hard on it. My AF went up a couple of notches. “Definitely enjoying it; and such a young girl as well.” Lisa said; and turned back to Emma and Karen. I turned to look at the students coming up the steps. When they saw me they had all sorts of expressions on their faces. Some looked sympathetic (mainly the girls), some just stared for a few seconds then moved on; some grinned at the sight of a wet, bald pussy; and a few even stopped their journey and moved to the side so that they could get an un-interrupted view; of MY pussy. OMG! I was getting wetter and my groin was burning and drowning at the same time. I felt my pussy muscles twitch and spasm as I started to cum. “NO, NO, YES, YES, Arrrrrrrrrrrrgh!” I said in amongst the moans. I could feel my body go rigid within the restraints that I had. As the waves receded all I could think was, “Why me? Why does it have to happen to me all the time? Why can’t I have a quiet life with Ryan? Although I did have to admit that I’d enjoyed the orgasm. I looked up to see Lisa looking down at me as if I was some sort of freak. To Karen, Lisa said, “Did she just……?” “Yep! Actually, Tanya here is as old as we are, and she gets off by being naked where she shouldn’t be. This is all planned and she hasn’t broken anything.” “FIH!” Lisa said; then to me, “You randy little bitch. A bit OTT with the casts thought; couldn’t you just streak down the street?” “It’s not true; I don’t enjoy it and these 2 tricked me. I’m NOT an exhibitionist.” I said. Lisa bent over me and cupped my pussy with her right hand. Her middle finger slipped easily inside me. “Hmm! This tells me that you are. Good for you girl; I wish that I was as brave as you.” Lisa said. “Can we go now; PLEASE; there’s too many people looking ate me.” I said. “Okay, keep your knickers on. See you around Lisa.” Emma said as she turned the wheelchair and pushed me down the street. “That was fun wasn’t it Tanya?” Karen said. “NO!” I replied, but my body was telling me that I’d enjoyed it. We arrived at the park and went in down the path. The place looked quiet, so I started to relax. At least I wouldn’t get humiliated there. We followed the path until we came to an area where the path went alongside an area covered in bushes and trees. There was a bench there and Emma and Karen decided to stop there for a rest, claiming that pushing me was hard work. I offered to let them take me back to the nursing school but they said that they weren’t finished yet. I didn’t dare ask what that meant. Karen was sat next to me and she put one of her hands on my leg above the cast. As we talked Karen’s hand found its way to my pussy and started stroking it and squeezing my clit. Emma saw what Karen was doing, smiled and said, “Are you going to make our patient cum, here in the park?” “Maybe, but first I need a pee.” Karen said. “Yeah me too,” Emma said, “but there aren’t any toilets in this park.” “I guess that you’ll have to go in those bushes.” I said, hoping to embarrass them for once. Emma looked at Karen, Karen looked at Emma and without saying anything they stood up and walked into the bushes. They took forever and while I was waiting I saw a dog wandering around. When it was about 20 yards away its nose went up in the air and it started walking towards me. When it got quite close I tried to shoo it away, but it ignored me. That damn dog went straight to my exposed pussy and started sniffing it. I had a sudden flash-back of the time in the park near home when another dog started sniffing at my pussy and I was rescued by an old man. I looked round to see if I could see anyone, but couldn’t. I tried shooing it away again, but it wasn’t interested in listening to me. All it was interested in was my pussy. The damn thing started licking my wet pussy. “Go away mutt.” “Get lost.” “Leave me alone.” “Karen, Emma, help me!” No help came and the damn dog licked and licked. “Stop it you randy animal.” “Oow!” “Arrghhh!” “Ohhhhhhhh!” “Stop it. I don’t want to cum.” “Ohhhhhhhh!” “No, I don’t want to…” “Arrghhh!” “Ohhhhhhhh!” “Oh fuck!” “I’m cu…….” My jerking didn’t put the damn dog off and its tongue was pushing into my hole to get at more of my juices. I didn’t care anymore and I rode the waves of ecstasy. All of a sudden I heard Karen shouting at the dog. She was obviously more threatening to it than I was and it ran off. “We leave you alone for 2 minutes and you’re getting a dog to get you off. I was going to do that but I can see that you couldn’t wait. It’s a good job that dog wasn’t any bigger; if it was it might have been able to get high enough to fuck you. Now that would have been a story to tell Ryan.” Karen said. “No, please; please don’t tell Ryan.” I pleaded. “Don’t worry little girl, nurses know how to keep secrets about their patients.” Emma said. “Karen’s not a nurse.” I said, “Besides where have you 2 been? Did one of you pee on your knickers?” “You can’t pee on something you’re not wearing.” Karen said. “You didn’t say that you wouldn’t tell Ryan.” I said. “No I didn’t. I guess that you’ll have to trust me. Besides, that little fact might be useful one day,” Karen said. “You mean you’re going to blackmail me?” I said. “I wouldn’t use that word and I have no plans at the moment, but maybe one day;” Karen said. “I guess that you’ll just have to keep doing what I tell you.” “Can we go now?” I asked. “Fuck Karen; I was hoping that you’d forgotten about that thing.” I said as I felt the vibe kick into life. “Oh no my little cum slut, you’re going to be completely knackered by the time we start cutting you free.” Karen said. As Emma pushed me out of the park back towards the nursing school Karen tormented me with the vibe. By the time we got out of the park I didn’t care that the gown had blown open all the way up. I didn’t care who saw my naked spread pussy and little tits; all I wanted was to cum. Karen is nearly as good as Ryan at taking me to the edge and then backing off. She must have done it 4 or 5 times before we got to the hospital and the nursing school. Just as I could see the entrance Karen gave me my release. I must have looked like I was having some sort of epileptic fit as the spasms and convulsions racked my body and my moaning made a few people look at me. I vaguely remember Emma telling her little story about me having an accident to a couple of people, but I didn’t care. I needed to cum and didn’t care who saw me. Afterwards, as Emma pushed me into the lift I got so embarrassed as I realised what I had just done. Karen saw my face and said, “The important thing is that you enjoyed it; right!” “I didn’t enjoy it (I lied). It was horrible and really humiliating.” I said. “Come on girl, your pussy tells me that you loved every seconds of it.” Karen said. “Besides, if you really didn’t like it you would have squeezed the vibe out right after I pushed it in.” I kept quiet as the 2 of them lifted me out of the chair and onto the table. Karen was right, I could have squeezed it out but I didn’t. What does that mean? If I discuss it with Ryan he’ll just tell me that it proves that I’m an exhibitionist; but that can’t be right. I got really scared when Emma got this electric grinder thing out and started cutting the casts. She told me to keep perfectly still and I was so scared that I just froze. It didn’t help when Karen kept flicking my clit; but all credit to Emma, she got all 4 casts off without cutting me. When I was free Emma showed me the casts. She’d cut them off by splitting each one into two. She told me that I could take them home and that Ryan would easily find a way of putting them back on and sealing them. I wasn’t sure that I ever wanted to have them on again; but Karen was right; I had had some wonderful orgasms. I was so relieved to be free again and I wanted to get up and dressed again quickly, but Emma insisted on washing the plaster residue off me with a sort of bed-bath. Karen made it take a lot longer than it should have by playing with my clit and nipples. Emma had to keep telling her to get out of her way. Free and clean, and a bit horny, I jumped off the table and stretched my arms and legs. It felt wonderful. While I was doing that Emma went and got my dress, shoes and bag, and some big bags for the casts. We parted with a kiss and promised to meet up again soon. The casts weren’t easy to carry on the bus but I finally made it home in time to get Ryan’s meal ready. When I told Ryan all about my day he was ecstatic; I’ve never seen him so happy, for himself and for me. You should have seen how hard his cock was. He really wished that he’d been there to see me enjoying myself. I tried to tell him that I was humiliated and extremely embarrassed but he dismissed it saying that it was all part of the pleasure. He said that I get-off on embarrassment and humiliation, especially if it involves me being naked in front of clothed people. He got me to admit that I had enjoyed the exposure, but I reasoned that any and every girl would have acted like me. I still do not believe that I’m an exhibitionist. The sex that night went on forever and Ryan was late for work the next day. More of Karen and Emma ---------------------------- Karen and Emma have just bought themselves a car. Both of them can drive and they are sharing it. Last Saturday night Karen offered to take us for a drink at a pub in the country. Karen was driving so she stayed sober, but the rest of us had a few to drink. In the pub we started talking about our university days (Ryan, Karen and I) and Emma’s nursing school days; and the crazy things that we all got up to. It turns out that Karen and Emma both did things as crazy as Ryan and I did. It seems that we all did things like streaking round the block for dares. That gave Ryan an idea that Karen supported him on. The idea was that Emma and I strip naked before getting in the back of the car for the ride home. Karen dared Emma to do it and she agreed. The pressure was then on me to join her. Probably because of the alcohol I agreed to it. I was glad that it was dark outside and that the car park was badly lit. Karen opened the car and the boot, and told Emma and I to strip and put our clothes in the boot. When we were naked Karen closed the boot and told us to get in the back. Ryan had a big grin on his face as he watched us. I do admit that taking my clothes off in the car park did get me a bit aroused. As I opened my legs to get in the car I felt that my pussy was wet. As we drove through the streets both Karen and I kept well down in the back. I had been worried about us stopping at traffic lights but when it happened I found that I was too low for anyone stopped next to us to see in. On the pretext of feeling hungry Karen decided to stop at a McDonalds. Thankfully only the drive-through was open. That was the good news; the bad news was that at the window where you collect the food, Karen stopped about 3 feet further than she should have done. This meant that Emma had to wind down her window and collect the food. Emma’s hands were occupied collecting the food, but I managed to cover my bits until Emma decided to pass some of the food to me. The poor guy serving us had a big smile on his face. Ryan said that it must happen a lot, but I wasn’t sure. To add to our embarrassment Karen parked where the staff could see us while we ate our food. Two ‘would you like fries with that’ people came to the window and looked at us. Karen told us to take the rubbish to one of the bins, but we both refused and she took it herself. As payback for taking the rubbish, Karen did a really horrible thing to Emma and I. Karen pulled into a quiet, dark street and told us that we could get dressed, but that we would have to get out and get our clothes from the boot. Emma and I got out and just as we opened the boot, Karen drove off leaving 2 very naked girls stood in the street. We shouted after Karen and Ryan but they disappeared back onto the main road. Emma knew straight away that Karen wouldn’t be back for us, but I kept telling her to give it a couple of minutes and they’d be back. About 5 minutes later a car did turn into the street but Emma quickly realised that it wasn’t their car. We both ran into some ones front garden to hide behind a hedge. I started getting worried. I told Emma that I didn’t have a clue where we were, or how far it was to her home or my home. Thankfully Emma knew and she told me that we were about 1 mile from my home and 3 miles from her home. We quickly went through all our options, soon realising that we really only had one option available. We had to walk, or run to Ryan’s and my place. I wasn’t happy, but what else could we do. Trusting Emma’s sense of direction we set off walking and talking about where and how we could hide whenever we saw anyone. I was real glad that I had Emma with me because I think that I would have freaked-out if I’d been on my own. Fortunately it was late at night and there weren’t many people about. There were none on the street we were on. We made it along 2 streets before we had to dive behind a parked car as some headlights approached. I watched the car hoping that it would be Karen and Ryan coming back for us, but it wasn’t. Round the next corner we could see 2 people walking towards us in the distance so we ducked into someone’s front garden and hid behind their caravan. It took ages for those people to walk passed us. As I stood there waiting I realised that I was aroused. My pussy was wet. What the hell was wrong with me? I looked at Emma, her nipples were rock hard. Also her right hand was cupping her pussy; was she playing with herself? Was she aroused too? I daren’t make any noise asking her. The people passed and we started off walking again. My senses were working at 100% looking and listening for people and vehicles. “Is this turning you on?” I asked Emma. “Hell yes! I’m almost ready to burst. Aren’t you ready to cum as well?” Emma asked. Before I had chance to answer we saw some headlights turn onto our road. We both sprinted to some wheelie bins and slid in behind them. My heart pounded even more when it seemed like the car was slowing down right near us, but it suddenly accelerated away. Emma told me that when we get to the end of this road we have to walk passed a pub. She had a feeling that it was one that closed very late. Emma told me that if we had any problems we had to knee any men in the groin and run like hell. I started to ask her what sort of problems as we turned the corner. There was no one in sight so we kept walking. Just as we got to the door to the pub 2 men came out and nearly bumped into us. “Fuck!” Emma shouted, “RUN Tanya NOW!” Luckily, the men were obviously a little worse for wear and their reactions were too slow to stop us. As we ran away from them I heard one of them say, “Did you just see 2 naked girls?” As we ran a car came the other way and we were caught in the headlights beam; but we kept running. We heard a car horn as we turned the next corner and ducked into some ones front garden and hid behind a bush. “Fuck that was close.” Emma said. I looked at her and saw that she was frigging herself. I started on my pussy too. About 5 minutes later Emma looked at me and said, “Wow! That was good. I’ve needed that since Karen drove off and left us.” I smiled and said, “Me too! How far is it Emma?” “Not far, you’ll recognise places soon.” And I did; as we turned the next corner I saw the shop just down the road from my apartment. I started to feel a bit relieved but soon heard the siren of a police car. What’s more it was getting louder. Both Emma and I looked for somewhere to hide. The only place quite close was a parked van. “That will have to do,” Emma said and we ran for it. My heart pounded even more as the police car started to slow down as it approached. “Shit, shit, shit.” Emma said; then “Thank fuck for that,” as the police car turned a corner and sped away. Two minutes later we were running up the stairs to our apartment. The door was open and Karen and Ryan were sat there with a drink in their hands. “What kept you?” Ryan asked. “Enjoyed that didn’t you?” Karen said. “No I didn’t you bastards.” I replied. “Come on TT,” Ryan said, “I bet you’ve cum at least twice haven’t you?” Ryan had got me again and I quietly said, “Just once!” Ryan got Emma and I a drink and we sat talking for a while before Karen asked if her and Emma could use the sofa again. I got a quilt and a couple of blankets for them and left them to it. I was glad that Ryan wanted to fuck me before we went to sleep. I woke up the next morning to the feeling of Ryan fucking me again before we went and shared a shower. I went and started the breakfast as Ryan went and put some boxers on. Karen and Emma were still asleep so I ignored them; but when Ryan came in he didn’t. When he saw that they were still asleep he pulled the quilt off them and slapped both their bare butts before coming to help me. A short while later 2 sleepy naked bodies walked into the kitchen and asked if they could use the shower. When they finally emerged, breakfast was waiting for them. We talked about the previous night’s events and both Emma and I admitted that we’d enjoyed it, even though I’d found it horribly embarrassing. “How many CCTV cameras do you think that you were on last night?” Karen asked. “Shit!” I said, “I hadn’t thought of that.” Ryan decided to stir things up a bit more and said, “Yeah, and how many of them recorded your every move; and how many of the fat old men watching them have taken a copy home to wank to?” “Eew!” Emma said, “I don’t even want to think about that.” We were getting towards the end of breakfast when Karen looked out of the window and said, “I see the perv across the street is still watching you.” “Yeah,” Ryan said, “we ignore him most of the time but we sometimes put on a bit of a show for him.” I blushed a bit as Ryan went on to tell Emma and Ryan that I often stand right in front of the window and play with myself when he’s at work. “I do not!” I said, but my face went even redder. “You go for it girl!” Karen said. Trying to change the subject I asked, “Are my clothes still in the car?” Karen smiled and said, “Yep! But you’ll have to go and get them, so will you Emma.” “Okay! Come on Tanya, there’s no time like the present.” “But! But; it’s broad daylight, there’re lots of people about.” “Then we might just make somebodies day.” Emma said. Emma grabbed the car keys from Karen, then my hand and pulled me to the door. Two naked girls ran down the stairs and out to the car. I squatted down behind the car while Emma opened the boot and passed me my dress. I quickly put it on and breathed a sigh of relief. Karen had followed us out and was laughing at us as we finished getting dressed in the street. They drove off while I went back up to Ryan. Local street carnival ---------------------- Ryan came home one evening and told me that he’d volunteered me to help Karen and Emma with a nurse’s entry into the local street carnival parade. “That sounds like fun.” I said, and asked him for more details. All that Ryan knew was that the nurse’s entry was a netball team bouncing a ball between them as they walked along the street. I asked Ryan to find out where and when I had to be, and what I had to wear. I got Ryan to check the time when he said that I had to be at a small warehouse near the start at 8 o’clock on the Sunday morning; and all I had to take with me was a pair of trainers; definitely no piercing jewellery. Everything else would be provided for me. The early start puzzled me, but Ryan and I met Karen and Emma outside the warehouse just before 8 o’clock only to be told that Ryan couldn’t go in; he’d have to go home and come back when the parade started. I was a little puzzled by that but kissed Ryan goodbye. When we went it we met 3 other girls and 2 men fiddling with some big cans of what looked like paint. “Where’s our team uniforms then?” I asked Emma giggled and said, “In those cans.” “What! Are you trying to tell me that man is going to paint a uniform on all of us?” “Yep! Great isn’t it?” “But I haven’t brought a thong with me.” I said. “Neither has anyone else.” Karen said. “We’re all going to be naked under that paint.” “Wow!” I suddenly got all nervous; and a little wet. “Won’t we get arrested?” “Very unlikely.” Karen said. “I can’t see anyone complaining. It’s not as if we’ll be taking part in any sexual activity.” I was still a bit shocked. I was going to walk naked along a public street with hundreds of people watching me. Not only was I shocked, I was scared; and excited. While we were waiting for the last girl to arrive I was thinking about being naked on the street (I’m not counting Magaluf because that was a different world). The last time that it happened was when Ryan and Karen dumped Emma and I about a mile from home. That was late at night’ there was hardly anyone around and it was dark. This was going to be the middle of the day with hundreds of people close by; all there just to look at us. I felt my AF rise quite a bit. The ‘team’ was organised by a girl called Lucy who got all our attention then told us, “Right girls, we all need to strip straight away. The artists have told me that we needed to give our skin time to get rid of any strap indentation. Also, if any of you forgot to have a close shave this morning there are some razors, wax strips and tissues on the table over there. The artist tells me that we need to be dry ‘down there’ when the paint goes on so if any of you need any help to get off, then get dry, I’m sure that we can make a team effort to help you with that problem. Another thing, can you get your nipples hard before he starts on your chest, I know latex paint is flexible but it’s best to get things hard before the paint goes on.” At that point Lucy got interrupted by another girl saying that it was a shame that there weren’t any men in the team. After a couple of giggles Lucy continued, “Once you’ve been done you need to stay stood up and not let the paint touch anything for an hour to make sure that the paint is dry. After that, make sure that you don’t rub against anything until after the parade. It’s Latex paint and should be quite tough but please don’t take any chances. Oh! After the parade you will be able to peel the paint off quite easily. Any questions?” One girl asked if the warehouse would be open after the parade. It would. Another asked if it would be open early the next morning. Karen asked her if she was planning on going home in just her paint. That prompted a couple of laughs and I could see Karen’s brain scheming something up. All 7 of us stripped naked and stood around talking. Karen asked me if I needed some relief before it was my turn. I said no, but Karen was looking at my pussy when she said, “Are you sure, because your pussy looks like it needs some attention; your lips look like a couple of wet balloons.” Both Emma and I laughed at Karen’s analogy and I blushed a bit. “Well, I am a bit aroused.” I said, “But I’ll be alright.” “A bit!” Emma said, “Remember the last time you were naked in public, you were gushing.” “So were you!” I replied. “Yeah, but I’m dry now. Come on, let’s get you over there on that table and we’ll take care of you. Emma, you go and get some tissues.” Karen said as she led me to the side of the room. There were some tables and chairs stacked there and someone had already lifted a couple of tables down. “Up you get, and get flat on your back.” I obediently did as I was told and before I knew it both Karen and Emma’s hands were at work on my nipples and pussy. Boy, do those girls know how to satisfy a girl? I started out feeling very embarrassed that Karen and Emma were playing with my private bits in a room with 4 other girls and 2 men there; some of them watching me; but it didn’t take long for my desires to override the embarrassment. Everyone in the room stopped to watch me have my orgasm. I didn’t care, the whole world could have been watching and I wouldn’t have cared. I did care after the waves started to recede. I got all embarrassed again, and looked round. Everyone was back doing whatever they were before my moans attracted their attention. As I got off the table and picked up a few tissues, Karen said, “Anyone else got a juice problem?” No one said anything, but I saw that Emma was looking a bit guilty. “Emma needs taking care of.” I said, Karen looked at a now blushing Emma. Emma said nothing so Karen put her finger to Emma’s pussy. “On the table girl.” Karen said. Emma climbed on and opened her legs. “Like to help me Tanya?” Karen asked. Karen and I took care of Emma’s little problem while everyone stopped and watched. I kept my hand on Emma’s pussy, with my middle finger still inside her, while she calmed down. When she had, Emma reached for my hand and pulled it to her mouth. She sucked my finger then said, “I love the taste of my pussy.” Karen passed her a wad of tissues and told her to clean-up. After about 5 minutes 1 of the artists went up to Lucy and said something. They then went round all 6 of us naked girls (Lucy was the 7th) and checked each of our bodies. They selected 1 girl to be first and went over to where a sheet was spread on the floor. One artist gave the girl a mouth mask then put one on his mouth. Then he got started. The uniform consisted of a pale teal crop top like many of the tops that the girl athletes were wearing at the Olympics. The girl had largish breasts and the artist had to bend down to spray upwards. Her nipples were rock hard. The top looked a bit boring, but that would change. Next he asked the girl to sit on a stool and open her legs a bit. He sprayed all over her pussy and around her butt hole. “Will I still be able to pee?” The girl asked. “Yes my dear you will, your legs weren’t spread that wide.” The artist said. The girl then had to stand up while the artist sprayed a pair of those girl athlete’s briefs that look like a pair of boring knickers. The latex paint gave her a beautiful camel toe. The first girl was passed on to the second artist who added the trim to the knickers and top. Next he added a small while logo above her left breast and right hip. He finished off by adding the letters ‘GD’ in white, between her breasts. The finished job looked good and I’m sure that someone would have to be quite close to realise that she was only wearing paint. Two more girls got ‘done’ in the same ‘uniform’, but with different letters on their chest, ‘WA’ and ‘WD’. Then it was Karen’s turn. She got the letters ‘GK’. It was then that I realised that the letters were Netball positions. I was next and I got the letters ‘GS’. How I managed to get my pussy sprayed without getting wet I don’t know. That spray felt good. I’d remembered to tweak my nipples before the artist started on my chest; not that they needed it; they’d been rock hard since I took my dress off. I went and stood in front of a mirror that someone had brought in and decided that I liked the look. Okay my camel toe was very obvious and when I opened my legs a bit my green clit was very visible, but I liked it. I was sure that Ryan would too. We were then called back to the artists, told to take our trainers off and we had some black and white, knee length socks sprayed on. We had to wait 15 minutes before carefully putting our trainers back on and get someone else to fasten them for us. We all spent that time discussing whether or not body paint was classed as clothes. Were we naked or were we clothed? There were a few theories on both sides of the argument. The main one that I agreed with was that paint covers more than a lot of clothes that girls wear. Why was I arguing that I wasn’t naked? What was wrong with me? I sure did feel like I was naked; but there again when Ryan gets me to go out wearing something see-through I feel naked as well. I think that just so long as first impressions don’t say that you’re naked, then you can get away with wearing anything. That theory has to apply to all these girls wearing leggings that you can see the shape and colour of their pubic hair through; or in some cases (like me) you can see their pussies clearly. Anyway, it took over 4 hours for us all to be finished to the satisfaction of the artists, which just left us enough time to collect the ball and walk over to the start of the parade. No one took any notice of the netball team as we went to find our place ready to start the parade. I guess that everyone there was too interested in their own fancy dress and equipment. I wasn’t complaining about the lack of attention that we were getting as it gave me time to relax and try to convince myself that I was wearing a proper netball uniform. On the way Lucy took us all to a hot dog stand to get something to eat and drink before we started. I don’t know if she’d paid them before she’d gone to get painted, or if she managed to get them free because of the way we were ‘dressed’; but she didn’t have any money on her when she came out of the warehouse. Emma didn’t want to eat the bread roll of her hot dog so she pulled the sausage out and was holding it in her fingers while she ate it. One of the girls told her to be careful which open hole she put it in. We took our place and the parade finally started. We started bouncing the ball between us and running round our moving area, just like girls do playing netball. To start off with I managed to stay near the middle of the road, but as time went on I found myself getting very close to the crowd. A couple of times the ball went into the crowd and as I was nearest I had to go right up to people and stand in front of them while someone retrieved the ball and passed it to me. When I was stood in front of a couple of young men one of them said, “Fucking hell, I can see her clit.” That made me blush, but I didn’t turn and run; I ignored him and waited for the ball. There were a few other rude comments that we heard, but we all ignored them. There were also quite a few policemen lining the route. None of them said anything about our state of dress, in fact I saw a couple of them smile at us. Towards the end of the route I saw Ryan. He grinned at me and put both his thumbs up to show his approval for my ‘costume’. He followed us to the end of the parade then came over to us. He had his camera in his hand and was still taking pictures as he walked up to us. Ryan came right up to me, put his arms round me and kissed me, long and hard. When we broke the kiss I told him to be careful that he didn’t disturb the paint. He backed off and checked my paint. It was still intact. “You’re amazing.” He said to me. “Look at you walking around the streets totally naked in broad daylight with all these people looking at you. I’m really proud of you.” “I’m not naked I’m dressed in this paint.” I replied. “If that’s not naked then I’m going to buy a few gallons of that stuff and we’ll ‘dress’ you in it all the time. You look fantastic.” Ryan put his hand to my pussy and slipped a finger inside me. “And easily accessible too.” Ryan continued as I felt my pussy get wetter. We turned to Karen and Emma and Ryan said, “You 2 look fantastic as well. Are you going to come to work dressed like that Karen?” “I think that our bosses might just have a bit of a problem with that.” Karen said. Ryan turned to me and asked me what the ‘GS’ on my chest meant. When I told him that it was ‘Goal Shooter, he said, “Are you sure that it doesn’t stand for ‘ Get Stuffed’ or ‘Good Shag’ or ‘Great Stripper’ or ‘Girl Streaker’; yeah, at the moment the last one sounds good.” We all had a bit of a laugh at that, just as Lucy came over and told us that we were free to leave so most of us started heading back to the warehouse. We got a couple of rude comments on the way, but in general people only stared at us. When we got to the warehouse we found that it was locked. I had a quick panic attack but the others were quite calm. We decided that we’d have to go home on the bus and Emma promised to get our clothes the next day. Karen, Emma, Ryan and I split from the rest of the group and started walking towards where we could catch a bus, but Ryan said that it would be a shame not to have a good look round the carnival while we were there. I wanted to go straight home but I got out numbered, and we started wandering round all the stalls. I felt embarrassed at times, especially when someone said anything bad about our state of dress; but fortunately that only happened a couple of times. I did notice that I kept seeing the same group of teenage boys a few times. I guess that they wanted to see the naked girls as much of us as they could. Ryan didn’t help either; he kept sneakily touching my clit and fingering me. A couple of times I had a quick look at my pussy to check that it was still covered in paint. After about an hour we all decided to go home. I know that all Ryan’s attention to my pussy had made me want to go somewhere where he could fuck me. We walked to the bus stop and Emma and Karen got on their bus (Ryan had given them some money). When our bus came the driver stared at me. I thought he was going to say something and tell me to get off, but he didn’t and we went up the stairs to the top deck. I carefully sat down, hoping that the paint would hold. When we went up the stairs Ryan went in front of me (as usual), and I was followed up by a young man. I tried to not think about the view that he must have had. When we got off the bus the first thing that I did was to get Ryan to check my butt and back. Fortunately the paint stayed intact. As we climbed the stars to our apartment, our neighbours John and Sandra were coming down. We all said ‘Hi’ and I saw that Sandra had a big grin on her face. As we got further apart I heard John ask Sandra why she didn’t wear outfits like I did. As soon as we got through the door Ryan pushed me against the back of the door and fucked me hard. When we were done Ryan checked my paint and we were both surprised to see that it was still intact. Surprisingly it was so after a quick bite to eat Ryan decided that we were going for a walk. I wasn’t too happy, but as usual, Ryan got his way. As we went down the stairs we saw Sandra and John coming back up with a couple of shopping bags. This time they got a full frontal view of my virtually naked body. I was still embarrassed, even though they had both seen me totally naked a few times before. Why is it always me that people see naked, and not Ryan? We walked down the street with Ryan holding the hand of a very nervous and slightly excited girl. We walked to the park with only a few people passing us; none of them said anything although a couple stared at me. Ryan kept telling me that I wasn’t naked, but I sure did feel naked. There were a few more people in the park, including a group of youths playing football, Ryan dragged me quite close to them, but none of them took any notice of me. We walked back home by a different route which took us passed a petrol station. As we approached it Ryan put his hand in his pocket and got some money out. “Go and get us an ice cream please TT?” I was a bit shocked at first, he wanted me to go into a shop and buy something, dressed in only a cup full of paint. I had been getting slightly used to being on the streets like that but this was something else. There was every chance that the person behind the counter would be a man, and there was a good chance that male customers would go in while I was there. The other part of the problem was that I just knew that Ryan would manage to persuade me to do it. He did. Three minutes later I was walking across the forecourt clutching a 5 pound note. A car drove in and stopped right next to where I was walking. Two men got out and stared at my butt as I passed them. As I opened the door my worst fears were realised. A man behind the counter was staring at me. With a pounding heart I went to the ice cream cabinet and opened it. A blast of freezing air blew up to my nipples and they got even harder. The nerves and embarrassment got a bit of a jolt as my pubic bone touched the cabinet as I leant forward and down to get the ice creams from the bottom of the chest cabinet. I suddenly realised that the man behind the counter would be getting a great view of my bent over butt. I quickly grabbed 2 ice creams, stood up, shut the cabinet door and turned round. Yes, the man was still watching me. I heard the doorbell ring and 3 men walked up to the counter in front of me. Just my luck, each one of them wanted to buy something and while each one was getting served the other 2 looked at me. One of them smiled at me but I turned my head away. I was too embarrassed to make eye contact. What’s more, my pussy was getting quite wet. Finally, they finished and left leaving me stood in front of the man behind the counter. I could see that he was looking right at my painted pussy. I put the ice creams on the counter along with my money. This brought the man back to earth and he scanned the ice creams and took the money. I waited for the change and left. I almost ran back to Ryan. As we continued our walk back home Ryan told me that he thought the man in the filling station would be copying the CCTV recording so that he could take it home and use it as wanking material. We made it back home without any problems. I was feeling very horny and I pounced on Ryan just as soon as the front door was shut. The next day -------------- The next morning I was woken by Ryan getting dressed. He’d already had a shower and was about to leave for work. He asked me if my paint job was still intact so I got up and went to the mirror. We were both surprised that it was, although the ‘socks’ were showing signs of wear. Just as Ryan was leaving he said, “You should go out for a jog dressed like that before it starts to peel.” I laughed a bit and said, “No chance!” As I drank a cup of coffee I started to think about what Ryan had said. I kept telling myself that it was a stupid idea, but the more I thought about it the more I realised that I was getting turned on, and that I was going to do it. I knew that this was a once in a lifetime chance as it was highly unlikely that I would get some clothes painted on me ever again. I decided to not have a shower and think about it some more. An hour later I put my trainers on and headed for the front door. Just before I got there I turned and went back to the bedroom to do another stupid thing. I pushed one of my remote vibes up my pussy and switched it on low. I knew what would happen but I still went ahead and did it. As I ran down the stairs I was nervous as hell, but excited as hell as well. I even checked my pussy just to make sure that my juices hadn’t dislodged the paint. Jogging down the street felt good and I started to relax, but not for long. The vibe was starting to have an effect I guess that most of the people who saw me thought that I was wearing similar clothes to the girl athletes on the Olympic running tracks. It was only those who got close enough to see my camel toe, and realise what it was, that stared at me; but I just kept running. I decided that I didn’t want to have any orgasms anywhere near any people so instead of going my usual route I headed for the park. Shortly after I got there I had to find something to lean on as my first orgasm hit me. I decided to hide behind a big tree and leaned back on it. It had rough bark on it but I wasn’t worried by it hurting my back and butt a bit. When I started to calm down I looked round and was glad that I couldn’t see anyone. I set off jogging again but it wasn’t long before the vibe raised my AF again. I saw the wooded area and headed for that intending to run through it on the path that Ryan and I had walked a couple of times before. In the wooded area the path splits and Ryan and I had always gone in the direction of the open ground that we could see. It was my intention to go that same way, but I guess that my mind was on other things and I missed the turning. As I ran I was thinking that I didn’t recognise anything but my mind was concentrating on the feelings in my pussy. Before I knew it I hadn’t a clue where I was. I kept going until I just had to stop again. I found another tree and leant back against it. This time I fingered myself and had a wonderful orgasm, even screaming out. As the waves receded my hand left my pussy and I saw some of the paint on my hand. I leant forwards, looked at my pussy and saw that the paint on my vulva and clit had come off; so had some of it on my pubic bone. I had a quick little panic as I realised that most of my pussy was uncovered. I moved my hand to the top of my bottoms and pushed the paint. Shit! It started to come off. I put my hand to my right nipple and gently pushed. The paint came off. I had a sudden thought about my butt and back. I’d leant against that first tree and then against the second. I stood up straight and turned round. Shit, shit; there were a couple of big bits of paint on the tree and judging by their position they were from my butt. I tried looking over my shoulder to see how exposed I now was, but of course I couldn’t see my butt. After a few seconds trying to decide how I could get home without being seen I decided to keep going along what must be on some sort of nature trail. I was real glad that I hadn’t seen anyone for ages. Off I set, quickly wishing that I’d left the vibe at home - and myself. That trail seemed to go on forever. After about 5 minutes I turned a corner and was confronted by an old man swinging a dog lead. He gave me a funny look as I smiled at him and wished him a good morning. My AF was getting dangerously high when all of a sudden I saw the same man again. WTF; how was that possible. I smiled at him again, and this time I saw him turn to watch me running away from him. He must have had a great view of what I suspected was my now bare butt. I got round the next corner and had a third orgasm. This time I didn’t lean against a tree. Instead I bent over and leaned on my knees. When I could I started thinking about how it was possible for me to have seen the same man twice. The only explanation that I could come up with was that I was going round in a big circle and had missed a turning that would get me back to somewhere that I recognised. I set off again and in a few seconds I saw an elderly couple walking towards me. As I got very close to them I heard the woman say, “Oh my!” and the man say, “Wow, remember when we did…” That was all I managed to hear. As I ran I tried to concentrate on the path; it was difficult. I could see the same man in the distance and my heart sank; then I saw it. The path was in the shape of an inverted ‘Y’. I quickly went to my left and roughly in the direction that I had just come from. That was it; I started to see things that looked familiar then the path ended and I was back on open ground that I recognised. I was knackered and without thinking I sat down on the grass to have a quick rest. As soon as my butt touched the grass I knew that I’d made a stupid mistake. I didn’t think that things could get any worse that I’d just made them so I sat still to get my breath back and let my AF get back to a very small number. I sat there with my knees up and well apart, and looked round. I couldn’t see anyone so my right hand went to my pussy. It was very wet and I felt a jolt as I touched my clit. “Stop it you stupid girl.” I said to myself and lay back on the grass behind me. I closed my eyes and tried to think about anything but sex. I was somewhat successful but when I opened my eyes and lifted my head I saw a workman standing about 20 feet away in front of me; and he was stood there looking at me. I still had my knees up and open. He must have been able to see everything. OMG! I got to my feet and ran. Just as I started to run I looked down to where I had been sat and saw a few bits of green paint on the grass. As I was running I wondered just how much of my back and butt was still covered in paint. By the time I’d got to the edge of the park the vibe had raised my AF dangerously high. Fortunately I hadn’t seen anyone else in the park but I had to go along a few streets to get home. I had flashbacks of the night that Emma and I had been dumped naked about a mile from home; and the places that we hid on the way. I was going to have to do the same to get home without getting arrested. I mentally planned my route to include streets that had a lot of cars parked along them. I was probably going to need them. I bolted out of the park and along the first street. Fortunately there were only a couple of people on the street and no moving vehicles. Whenever there was someone on my side of the road I crossed over and ignored them. The second street was busier; but not that bad. Twice I had to duck down behind a parked car. Whilst behind the second I had to frig myself, My AF was at about an 11and I just couldn’t wait. I crouched behind a parked van and rubbed my pussy. Relief came almost instantly. I turned into the next street that thankfully looked empty of people. I kept jogging and saw a big van at the side of the road on my side. I still couldn’t see anyone so I kept going. Just as I got level with the van 2 men in white overall and carrying tins of paint, stepped onto the footpath from behind the van. I stopped dead and they stopped dead. We stared at each other for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a couple of seconds; then I bolted. I brushed passed the men and was off. “Am I dreaming or did I ……” was all I heard from the men. I had one more orgasm before I got home. It was as I was hiding behind a wheelie bin. My right hand touched my clit and my left hand was in my mouth stopping me from screaming. I managed to get up the stairs to our apartment without incident and the first thing that I did was switch the vibe off. Then went and looked at myself in the mirror. About half of the paint was missing. I spent the next 15 minutes peeling most of the rest of it off before having a shower and relaxing for a while. As I lay on the sofa I thought back. I confessed to myself that part of me had enjoyed it; and I’d never had so many orgasms whilst out jogging. I jumped on Ryan as soon as he got through the door that afternoon. When I broke the kiss he asked me how easy it had been to get the paint off. “Too easy;” but there’s still some on my back that I can’t reach; can you get it off please? As Ryan obliged I told him all about my jogging expedition. As I got to the end of the account I asked Ryan why he thought the paint had come off so easily while I was jogging, but not the previous day. Ryan though that it might me a combination of the time that it had been on, my natural body oils, the sweat from jogging and my well lubricated pussy. Ryan also said that next time I’d have to avoid going out in public the next day. “The NEXT time!” I said, “What are you planning? Ryan just smiled. Party piece ------------ A couple of weeks later Ryan told me that he’d invited another couple of his mates round for a games night. “Please don’t make me stay naked for them.” I pleaded; but Ryan finally got his way again. To be honest, I didn’t protest that much for 2 reasons; firstly I knew that I’d give in eventually; and secondly, I knew that Ryan would find some way of making me cum in front of them; and I just love orgasms. The big night arrived and I opened the door to a not so surprised Paul and Dan. Ryan must have told them to expect me to be naked. I invited them in and offered them a beer. Both Paul and Dan complimented me on my outfit. I could see a bulge in Paul’s trousers. The 3 men sat on the sofa and started playing their games so I went and sat opposite, put the television on and started drinking my beer. The 3 guys were concentrating on their game, but as the game they were playing was only for 2 players they took it in turns to not play. Ryan was the first one to miss out, but he was watching Paul and Dan most of the time. Occasionally he would look across to me and smile or blow a kiss to me. Ryan started motioning for me to open my legs and let him look at my pussy. As the other 2 were engrossed in their game I didn’t see any harm in it, so I did it. It felt good and my pussy got wetter. After I got fresh beers for us all and put some snacks on the table I sat down again and Ryan indicated that he wanted me to flash him again; so I did. This went on with me getting wetter and wetter until Ryan was back in the game and Dan sat out. Fortunately Dan seemed more interested in watching Ryan and Paul play than looking over to me. I got more beers and it was soon Paul’s time to sit out. At the change-over Ryan motioned for me to open my legs again. The beers were loosening me up a bit so when the game started again I left my legs open; not too far, but enough for Ryan to see my pussy. The game got going again and I soon noticed that Paul was looking over to me quite a bit. I was trying to decide if I should close my legs. I wanted to, but something was stopping me. I kept telling myself that there was nothing wrong with exposing my pussy; that Paul must see his girlfriend’s pussy every day so he couldn’t be interested in mine. I tried to convince myself that he would be more interested in his girlfriend’s tits than my nothing tits. In the end I just thought, “Fuck it; let him look, I know that it will make Ryan happy seeing him take long looks at my naked body.” Shortly after that I realised that I was getting horny. I got up and got more beers. Dan and Ryan’s game was over quickly, I think that Dan thrashed Ryan, and the guys decided to watch the football. It couldn’t have been a good game because they were all looking disappointed and spending more and more time looking at me. In a way I felt happy that Paul and Dan thought that I was worth looking at. Ryan? Well his eyes looked like they do when he’s fucking me. They were full of lust and pleasure. Anyway, after about 15 minutes the guys had had enough of the football. Out of the blue Ryan said, “Tell you what guys, the game’s crap so why don’t we get Tanya to show us her party piece?” My jaw dropped. I tried to think what Ryan was on about. I really did hope that it wasn’t what I was thinking that it was. Ryan switched the television off and said, “TT, why don’t you go and get that bag of golf balls?” “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.” I thought as I stood up and started walking towards the bedroom. “Please don’t make me do this Ryan.” But I just knew that I wouldn’t say that to Ryan; it was a waste of time because I knew that I would do it; anything for my lover. When I got back to the lounge the guys were standing up waiting for me. Ryan told me to stand behind the sofa with my butt against the back of it. Ryan then came to me, gave me a kiss and lowered me backwards over the back of the sofa so my head and shoulders rested on the seat. My butt was resting on the back of the sofa with my legs dangling down. “We need your pussy pointing to the ceiling TT. Can you open your legs and bring them back over your head?” I did then Ryan told me to hold my ankles. My pussy was now pointing to the ceiling and wide open. “Good girl!” The 3 of them came up close to me with Ryan standing in between Dan and Paul. “Boy does that look good.” Dan said. “It sure does.” Paul said. “I can feel the heat from here, and she’s so wet!” Ryan took one of the golf balls out of the bag and put it on my pussy. It was a bit cold and my pussy jerked. Ryan put a bit of pressure on the ball and my pussy opened to take it. Ryan felt it start to slide in and removed his finger. My pussy literally sucked the golf ball in. “Fucking hell!” Paul said, “That’s amazing.” “I’ve never seen anything like that before.” Dan said. “You ain’t seen nothing yet!” Ryan said. “Squeeze it out TT.” The humiliation was deafening me and Ryan had to say it again. I clenched my muscles and the ball started to come out. “Fucking hell!” Paul said – again. “The whole area around her pussy is moving.” Ryan caught the golf ball before it rolled off me and onto the floor then gave it to Paul. “You do it; Tanya won’t mind.” I certainly did mind; but I didn’t say anything as I felt the ball on my pussy and pressure being put on it. As my pussy opened and swallowed the ball I could feel my AF rising. “Here Dan, you try it.” “Can she take 2?” Dan said. “Sure. Go on, do it; but don’t push too hard, her pussy will do all the work.” Ryan said. I felt another golf ball at my pussy then my muscles got to work and swallowed it. “I just love the way you can see all the muscles around her pussy contracting and releasing to take it in. Tanya, are you controlling that or does it just happen?” Paul asked. Before I could answer Ryan told Paul that it was totally involuntary. He said that he could probably put a golf ball to my pussy while I was asleep and it would swallow it. I wondered if that was right. Ryan gave Paul another golf ball and told him to have another go. “Blood hell Ryan,” Paul said, “how much space is there in there.” “Enough to take that.” Ryan said. Just as the third ball touched my pussy I started to cum. “Hold it Paul,” Ryan said, “I think that we’d better wait a minute or two.” “Wow!” Paul said, “Look at those muscles go. The next time that I get a woman I’m going to watch her cum from this angle and see if she does the same.” When the convulsions stopped Ryan told Paul to try again. He did, and my pussy swallowed the third golf ball. Ryan got a fourth golf ball out of the bag. “Here Dan, your turn.” Ryan said. “Never!” Paul said. “Go on Dan.” Ryan said. I felt the ball at my pussy and my muscles sucking it in. “Awesome!” Paul said. “Blood hell. It was in and now it’s coming out. Are you doing that Tanya?” I didn’t answer, but Ryan did. “Push it in again Dan.” Dan did, it promptly disappeared the re-appeared. “You try it Paul.” Paul did, and the same thing happened. “I’ve never managed to get that fourth ball to stay in.” Ryan said. Then, “Okay Tanya, push them all out.” One by one I squeezed and out they all came. I was just thinking that my humiliating ordeal was coming to an end when Ryan started flicking and squeezing my clit. The inevitable happened and I came again with all 3 of them looking down at the spasms in my pussy and the convulsions that caused my legs to jerk. “Man; that sure is a beautiful sight.” Paul said. A couple of minutes later Ryan pulled me up onto my feet. I looked at Dan and Paul and my face got even redder. I wanted to run and hide, but Ryan put his arms round me and whispered “Thank you,” into my ear. Thankfully, my ordeal was over for that night. Ryan said that I should go and have a shower. When I got out and went back to Ryan, bit Dan and Paul had left. Ryan was feeling very randy and he had me on the sofa before we went to bed. The next morning I woke up feeling ‘different’, but nice. I soon realised that Ryan had pushed a golf ball up my pussy. “Did you have to push it in?” I asked. “Only a little bit, then your pussy did the rest.” “Ryan,” I said, “I was really humiliated last night; please don’t ask me to do that again.” Ryan hugged me and said, “I only ask you to do things that I know that really want to do, things that I know that you’ll enjoy.” The thing was, I did get quite a bit of pleasure out of it, those wonderful orgasms, so how can I argue with him? He knows what my body wants just as much as I do, maybe more.

Once more time had got away from us, Kim had been around a few times and she was getting kinkier by the day, now doing anything we wanted with her. So when we all had next Saturday night free, I made a phone call to Keith to say we would be there around 7pm. Saturday afternoon Kim arrived and got herself cleaned out, we played with her and opened up her holes for tonight’s fun, by now my 12 inches huge dildo was going all the way in and my cock too, she was so good now a fist would go in either, or both holes with no problems. So around 6.30 we set off, the girls playing naked in the back seat as I drove, by now both didn’t care, as we pulled up at Keith’s club, naked as a jay bird they both walked in, eyes opened up when the guys and a few woman saw them like this. Kim found Keith, kissing him, she dragged him into the mirror room, he was going to get her body first, to say thanks, and Sue headed off with guys in tow, as I found a few guys who I knew would play with my hole. I followed Kim and watched as Keith and now a few more guys fucked her in all different positions, she watched herself in the mirrors and saw me watching too, smiling at me with a wicked grin. She wasn't going to let the guys rest, as one filled her with seeds, she took on another, until cum ran freely from both holes. Keith was now fisting her butt, while another guy fucked her pussy, and others face fucked her, I was keeping several guys busy as we all got more turned on . Sue turned up, with guys following close behind, all seemed to like the girls bodies, as cum flowed over them both, the smell of sex filled the room, Then Keith said, "Who wants to have more fun". Well the girls were up and heading to the kinky room quick smart, a line of guys behind them, I finished of 2 guys in me, and then headed in myself. Kim was already on her knees with Ralph licking her pussy, and Sue was having fun with 2 dogs, Lucas and a new dog, both keen to lick her pussy clean, seeing Keith, I asked about the new dog, a large grey blue colour, he said it belonged to one of the guy's here tonight, who had seen us have fun before. Well not waiting to be introduced, I knelt down as Keith pulled him over, his tongue found my cummy butt and he began to lick me clean. Both girls were now being fucked by their dogs, and with little effort I got the new dog to mount me, well I was in for fun. His front paws came up alongside me, then I felt his cock, hitting my butt, Keith gave him a hand, as inch by inch it started to enter my wet hole. Then with one hard push his cock went in, deeper than the other dogs cocks had, he built up speed, my arse was on fire as he used me as his bitch, I took a good sniff of the poppers, and held on, he was fucking good, what a cock, Keith came around and face fucked me, saying it looked good, then after some time, his knot hit home, as it went in, his cock went in another 4 or 5 inches, then the knot swelled up, and oh boy did it swell, I was in bliss. This was so much bigger than the other dog’s knots and cocks. I went from one anal orgasm to another as he kept fucking me; he was doing about 80 or 90 strokes a minute at least, the heat between us now building. As I nearly passed out. then I felt his cock swell more, unlike the other dogs he had kept going well past the knot going in, the cum was hot, and lots of it, as he growled loudly, letting us all know he was cuming. I too growled, but for a different reason, I was enjoying this more than ever, as the cum kept flowing. Keith had filled my mouth with his cum, and was now under me, sucking my cock, as the dog carried on filling my butt. It seemed to take ages, but then he slowed, still knotted we rested, I was so exhausted, but with a smile a mile wide on my face, As I looked over, the girls were sharing doggy cum with one another, licking and sucking one another clean, as guys fucked them relentlessly. Then his knot popped out, my butt open for all too see into, cum flooded the ground under me as Keith began to eat what he could, Kim was behind me now, her mouth on my hole, licking and sucking doggy cum from me, then she brought it up and shared it with me in a big cummy kiss, as I eased away and said, you should try him next, Well the night carried on, guys took us all, and it wasn’t long before the new dog got keen Once more, sniffing around, so Kim knelt down, as I lead him up to her, he was in her butt in no time, his cock sunk deep, almost all of it on the first push. Kim jumped, but held tight, as his assault began, her orgasms rang out quick and loud. A guy I had seen before came over, stroking the dog; I asked if he was his, Yes he replied, did you like him. "Big time" was my reply, as Kim drowned us out with screams of pleasure. I took a few more guys as we all watched this dog perform, he was good, his cock about 12 inches long, but then the knot was another 4 or more inches round too, and as that went in Kim let out a huge orgasm, as his cock sunk another 4 inches or so inside her butt. Some 16 inches of dog cock buried deep in her bowels now. No wonder I had enjoyed it so much, as my 18 Inch double ender, feels good when it's right inside me too, but this was a living hot cock. Her brown eye was so swollen; I wondered if that's what my butt looked like when he knotted with me, the huge bludge looked great as his cock still fucked her hard. Then we watched as the knot grew more, to a point where it seemed unreal she could take it, then he growled, flooding her bowels with hot sticky dog cum. Kim was in one long orgasm now, her eyes glassed over, as his thrusting slowed. I saw the cum start to run out, so sliding under her, began to eat what I could, licking her clit, sent her over the top again, it was ages, then plop, my face was covered in his hot juices, I gagged but kept eating it all. The flow of cum was slowed when a guys cock filled her arse, fucking her hard, before filling her once more with cum, I sucked his cock as he pulled back, his cum adding to the dog cum on me already Sue was already taking Lucas's cock deep in her pussy, the knot just about to go in, as I watched. But this time she was straddling him sitting over his cock, pushing down, as the knot went in, I saw her motion to a guy, he moved behind her, his cock going in her butt, as they worked up to speed. I moved to get a better view, her pussy lips red and swollen, with the knot held firm, and her butt, filled by a nice 7 inch cock, poor Lucas, was trying to push up into her, but with the two above him, it wasn’t working to well, but when he growled and his cum flowed we knew he had enjoyed it. Shortly after wards the guy in her but came, replaced quickly by another guy who only lasted a few minutes before he too cum in her, then a third guy filled her with his cum, only just getting his cock in her before he cum. Sue pulled up, the knot plopped out, and seeing me laying next to her, She quickly swung around her butt over my face, she let rip, with one hard push, all the cum squirted out. I would say enough to fill a cup, splashed over my face as I tried to eat it all. By the time it stopped running out I was having to spit it back out, laying down it was too hard to swallow it all. Kim pulled my arm up, with another guy next to me, she sat down, my fist in her butt, his in her pussy, and she rode us hard, her brown eye so open now after taking the dogs cock felt good. Then Sue also sat on my other fist, both girls impaled down to my elbows, what a night. Not to out done, Sue also got a guy to fist her pussy, my eyes didn’t know where to look as both rode hard, somebody sucking my cock too, got to feel the force of my orgasm in his mouth. If there had been room, I would have asked for a cock to suck too. I let the girls wear them self’s out, before laying two guys down and sitting on them, taking both cocks in me sent me over the top again, then I got them to dp me with me sitting on one, while the other fucked me from the front, I love his way as I can see both cocks enter my butt. I was rewarded by them filing me with cum, before taking on a couple of new cocks, and repeating the move. Sue was now getting ready for the new dog to fuck her, Kim was already being fucked by Ralph, and so after empting both cocks in me, I got under Sue just as he went in, her butt taking it all first go. The knot just stopped short of going in as he built up speed. Sue was pushing back hard, as the knot went in and pulled out, then after a few more thrusts it went in and stayed in, swelling to its huge size once more. All 16 inches buried inside her. Kim had a guy licking her clit as her dog fucked her fast and knotted, she was sucking his cock, as Ralph fucked her, and it seemed to be that when Ralph let loose so did he. Sue was now screaming though one long orgasm, her body ripped apart, the knot swallow more than before, as he began to flood her bowels, I knew she would be loving this. I knew I was going to cop all the cum once more, so as I waited, I licked Sue's clit, keeping her high, then the knot pulled out, and the dog moved back, this time, I lifted up, ramming my fist in her butt, then with one more move, shoved my other fist in her pussy, Sue shot up, her sensitive holes filled by my fists nearly to the elbows, gave her no rest, as she screamed once more in orgasmic bliss. I love fisting Sue or Kim, but when I have both fists in, even better, then Alan saw Sue's butt held high, filled with my fist, so he eased his cock in, we both played inside her hole, him fucking her as fast as he could while I held his cock, then with one hard thrust her butt took his cum too, my hand felt the warmth filling her body. Kim was kept busy, at times with 4 or 5 guys all finding a hole to fuck, while Sue and I kept guys busy too, I got 4 guys at once, 2 in my butt and 2 in my mouth, so not to be out done, Sue got 5 guys 2 in her pussy, one in her butt, and two more in her mouth, cheeky bugger. We all had more fun, the girls and I took every guy more than once, and the dogs got a good work out, as we drained them as much as we could, then Keith asked if we could start to let the guys go, seeing as it was close to 3 am. As we left I got the phone number of the guy with the new dog, asking if he was up for more meets at our place with us, any time, of course Yes, was his reply. The girls gave Keith a big kiss each, and thanked him for a great night, then walked naked back to the car, for me to drive them home, while they enjoyed more licking and sucking on the back seat.

Wednesday 9/25 Dear Diary, The little cunt was a no-show. I guess I need to teach him what happens when he stands me up. Had an interesting little conversation with Margo today. She basically confronted me about why stupidname was crying in her office two days in a row. BTW, I'm getting a little tired of writing out stupidname, so I think I'm going to shorten it to SN if it's all the same to you Diary. I knew you'd understand. Anyway, I pretty much came clean to Margo, we're very good friends as you know, and she's hella kinky so I had a hunch she'd know where I was coming from. I gave her a basic rundown of losing interest in Ethan, and getting off on making SN cry. She asked me if I was "domming" SN. I told her I didn't know what that meant but that I was having a fantastic time rubbing myself to orgasm on the back of his pretty femboi head while he wept quietly in shame. She just nodded knowingly, and asked me if he was enjoying it too, and I told her I honestly don't really give a fuck whether he's enjoying it or not, but judging from his raging hard-ons, and mastubatory escapades I'd say yeah, he was enjoying it a lot and and hating himself for it every bit as much if not more, which of course, made it all the better for me. She shrugged and called it a "win/win". Then told me we should get coffee at this place she goes. I said sure, day after tomorrow. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thursday, 9/26 Dear diary, SN came back today, all tail-between-his-legs. He actually came over to MY desk and apologized for missing our "meeting". Said he hoped we could reschedule for today. He stared at the floor the whole time, kicking at his own shoes like a naughty freckled kid in a 1950's sitcom. I'm still not entirely sure what to make of it. I mean why apologize? Hey Rebecca, no hard feelings about molesting me.. twice. Sorry about missing our coffee date. Srsly wtf? Anyway, I smiled REAL big, told him no worries!, that with all the extra time he gave me to think about our "issue" we'd have a WAY more productive meeting today than we would have had yesterday. He didn't take that well, blushing like a schoolgirl and getting this really pained expression on his face, like he'd suddenly gotten indigestion. So message delivered I guess. I came by his desk at fika time.. he saw me coming, no doubt suspecting that I'd pick the same time. He stood up of his own accord; he'd just been sitting there, staring at his already locked screen in excrutiating anticipation. Seeing me, he unhappily grabbed his jacket with this look on his face like he was a death row inmate being escorted to the chair. I couldn't help but smile, probably wickedly, but also happy and excited. I mean seeing him stand up like that.. all miserable but acquiescent -- accepting of his fate. The fate I had decided for him. You could just see, he had NO idea what was in store, but he knew it was going to be humiliating, and he knew that I was going to touch him -- make a plaything of him, and he was not Ok with it, but he was going to surrender himself to me anyway, because his surrender was inevitable (but he had no idea why). I got this amazing gushy warm feeling. "aww, don't be sad" I taunted him, leading him to the elevators, "this is going to be fun!" He didn't reply. Kid's learning fast. The elevator opened with a bunch of lawyers from the floors above. He made to get on, but I caught him by the collar, telling them we'd catch the next one. One of the classy/hot lady lawyers raised an eyebrow at whatever expression SN was wearing when I yanked him back like I had him on a leash (girls know what's up, (also hmm, a leash. Not a bad idea)). Anway the next elevator was empty so I got on and he follwed me. I waited for the doors to close and the fun began. "POSITION ZERO BITCH " I commanded, and glancing back at me startled, he shot me this look like "really? on the elevator?" and pensively dropped to his knees and spread his legs for me (perfect height too! I wonder if he practiced?). I stepped in front of him so he was facing me, and pulled up my skirt, quickly working my panties down around my ankles and off my boots. He started hyper-ventalating at the sight of me working my panties off, he didn't get a full view, but he saw a lot of thigh, and he didn't try to touch or anything. I tripped a little bit getting them over one of my combat boots, nervous we'd stop to pick up more passengers before we hit the ground floor. I leaned on his head for support, which earned me a gasp; but so far he was holding it together pretty well. With them finally off, I balled them up in front of his face, his eyes buldging as he realized what I was about to do. "Sorry kid. No coffee for you today" I apologised, shoving my panties into his mouth; using my thumbs to really forcibly wedge them in as deep as they'd go; even though he had plenty of room. (for future reference, I bet I could fit 5 or 6 pairs in there). "close." I patted his chin, and he did, looking at me with a pleading sort of expression on his face, his eyes tearing up. "NO." I said wagging a finger at him. "No tears today. This is a 5 block walk, and you're gonna have to breath through your nose." He blinked, looking up at me, his expression going from pleading to incredulous. "Yeah that's what happens when you stand me up, deal with it bitch. And honestly? What the fuck is YOUR problem? A girl you're crushing on just shoved her panties in your mouth, it's hot. You're fine. You can do this." I lifted him up by his chin as the elevator dinged. I walked him to one of those shitty, food-by-the-pound bodegas in the financial district (although one I happened to know brewed counter-culture coffee (I'm not a heathen)), because I didn't want to see anyone either of us knew. More like marched him there really, I walked him as fast as I possibly could, so that by the time we got there he was panting pretty heavily through his nose, and no doubt swallowing a lot of spit that had been brewed in my panties. I wanted to make it hurt, and I was pretty creamy at the thought that he was tasting me the whole way there; struggling to breath around the aroma and flavor of my juicy girlparts. Anyway, when we got there, I stopped him outside the door and made a huge show of completely unlacing both of my combat boots (I'd worn the skirt/boots combo for a reason ;) ), placing the laces in my pockets. I ordered a 12 ounce coffee for me, and obnoxiously asked him if he wanted anything. "How about you? You want anything? They have pretty great danish's here.". He blushed and shook his head no. His mouth was already all full of my panties what more could he want? "No? Oh, you're full? Ok just this coffee then please. Oh crap," I mockingly patted my skirt "I forgot my wallet, would you?". I watched him wordlessly pay for my coffee and gave him a little squeeze on the ass. He jumped, grunting. "Yeah!" I replied happily, "thanks toots!" my hand still palming his butt-cheek "such a white-knight". I sat us down at a table toward the back, away from the window. The tables were your run-of-the-mill laminated particle board, with a single, center post variety. There weren't any tablecloths or anything which was pretty much exactly what I wanted. "You have a stupid fucking name" I informed him as he settled down, and he actually nodded, as if to say 'yup'. Well two points for that, but I mean it is objectively stupid. He wouldn't be much of an engineer if he couldn't be objective. "I think we should rename you" I offered, but he pretty obviously didn't like the sound of that. "No?", well ok. I guess I'll just keep on calling you kid or bitch until we figure something else out. I'll think about it" I promised. I sipped my coffee, taking him in. He sat there, uncomfortable with me watching, not wanting to swallow. Before long his mouth filled up and his hand was forced, he averted his eyes (toward the wall), slurp-sucking his spit out of my soaked undies with his lips closed, and (excruciatingly self-consciously) swallowing, blushing wildly like a bouquet of roses all for me. Jesus. "Oh look at that. My shoe is untied" I said, taking one of the laces from my pocket and dropping it on the floor next to my right boot. He raised his eyebrow at me, confused. "BITCH. My shoe is UNTIED" I repeated myself, loudly enough that several of the working-class slogs scooping away at the food-by-the-pound buffet heard me, looking over warily. SN, finally catching the drift self-consciously dropped to his hands and knees for me (yet again) under the table, taking up the laces and going to work on my boot in clear view of everyone. "There's a good girl" I cooed at him, lifting my left foot out of my boot and giving him a little stroke on his knee. If he looked up, he'd have a spectacular view up my skirt of my leaky vagina this time. I don't know if he did or not, since I went back to sipping my coffee and glaring at the patrons brave enough to glance in our direction. When he finally finished (these boots are literally the most difficult to lace footwear I own), he reseated himself, swallowing again uncomfortably, and adjusting his erection so that it wasn't (as) visible to the restaurant. He must have done the math and realized that I'd be making him do the other boot as well at some point in the near future, because now he was wearing that beat-down not-looking-forward-to-what-I-know-is-coming-for-me expression, the exact same one from the other day when I knocked his headphones off his head and announced that it was FIKA TIME. Aww, poor thing. And he'd been maintaining such a positive attitude right up to that point. "Where do you see this going?" I mused, looking at him curiously. Trying to puzzle out what was in this for him. Probably a latent result of my conversation yesterday with Margot. Like you could spit those things out and run kid, I'm not your boss. Ain't nobody keeping you here. And you must know by now that I'm not going to marry you and move back to Idaho with you to make babies on your chicken ranch. He gave a little pensive shrug, and pointed to his mouth, raising an eyebrow; asking MY permission to remove my spit-soaked panties from his mouth. God, I rubbed my thighs together at the sight of it, it was amazing. "Nope. Those stay in until we get back. This isn't me talking to you, it's me talking at you. I would have thought my gagging you with my fucking panties made it clear that I wasn't interested in listenting to you talk today. Oh look at that. My shoe is untied" I said, dropping the other lace next to my left boot. He dropped to his knees for me (again), pretty sure I heard a horny little moan that time, going to work on my other boot. I sipped my coffee thinking it over. How could he possibly be getting off on this? I mean I was certainly enjoying myself. I couldn't imagine that he was too, but the evidence seemed to indicate otherwise. I mean I guess they invented the word masochist for a reason right? I rubbed the side of his head lightly with my right knee. But what does that make me, a sadist? I don't feel like a sadist (she says to herself as her pet femboi laces her boot under the restaurant table with his mouth full of her dirty underwear). But I mean like, I don't want to see him bleed or anything, I'm just really getting off on the power-trip of humiliating him. That's healthy right? He finished much more quickly with the left boot (fucking overachiever) and sat back down, all ablush, that hard-on of his still raging. Maybe I should just ask. I mean what the hell, I can shove my thumb in his mouth but it's somehow over the line to ask if he enjoyed it?! "Are you enjoying yourself?" I kind of blurted; feeling a little awkward and stupid. He looked down at the table bashfully, and sat there for 10 seconds or so, before nodding his head really slowly, completely ashamed of his own confession. Great. Now it was my turn to blush like a schoolgirl. "Yeah you looked like you might be" I nodded at his crotch, trying to keep a lid on my own emotions, earning myself a mortified whine from him in the process. Anyway there it was. Confirmation. He was getting off on this too; he wanted it to continue. I was sorry I asked. I don't know why, but his affirmation scared me. I guess before he admitted it, I figured I'd be rid of him if I just stopped hazing him. I figured he'd be grateful to be ignored. But now there was this thing between us. We both knew it was there, even though neither of us really knew just what it was. Was I stuck with this brat? Was this a relationship? Was I somehow responsible for him now? Anyway that rattled me. I wanted to call time out. "Ok, well. Lets get back." I stood up, probably a bit nervously and made for the door with him in tow. I marched him back (uphill this time lol), and by the time we hit the elevator he was heaving and making nasty slurping sounds trying to keep the spit down, which completely drowned out my worries, I mean you should have heard him. My obedient little fuck-toy. Mouth all full of my flavor. Struggling against his body to hold it together; literally choking on my underwear, marching like a trooper despite the hard-on my abuse had given him. Just the sound of him behind me put me right back into a horny lather of not-give-a-fuck. The elevator doors closed again and I put him in position zero again, stepping in front of him. "this is position 1. Just like zero, but facing me ok?". Eager-to-please nod (He was looking forward to having his mouth back). Fuck. 3 minutes from now I would head straight to the ladies room and masturbate to that nod. I took a plastic baggie out of my back pocket. "Ok. You've been a very good girl today. I'm really proud of you. spit." I said, holding the bag under his chin. He looked up at me, taking one last slurp to get as much spit as he could out of them, swallowing one last time (holy fuck.. I shuddered, just about jizzing myself at the sight), then he carefully spit my panties into the bag, huge nasty ribbons of drool from his lips, as if his mouth was reluctant to let my panties go. "Better get used to that flavor kid" I warned him, looking at the bag thoughtfully. And then I had a bit of an improvizational ephiphanmy. "Jeeze, you got them all wet" I teased, painting them across his face as if trying to wipe them dry. "uuuhhhhh" he moaned as I spread the nastiness across his pretty blushing face. Pretty sure he finally creamed his jeans as I did it. My knuckle under his chin brought him to his feet again as the floor dinged. He stood in front of me.. the closest our faces had been so far. I could feel his breath on my forehead. He brought his sleeve to his face as the doors opened, but I knocked it away. "Leave it. Take it to the bathroom with you. Clean it there." I ordered. Knowing he'd have to walk the entire length of the floor, all soggy, slathered in our combined juices to get to the mens room. Anyway it'd be a shame to ruin that brand-new jacket of his. He nodded, holding my eyes for once; Grateful. Hungry. Awakened. The feeling was mutual. His lips parted like he was about to say something, and then he walked away. I think he might have kissed me if his face hadn't been dripping with panty-spit. God help me, I think I might have let him.

He walked into the room, and eyed the recently conscious form of the woman as she lay completely naked before him. She was even more beautiful than he had originally thought, and he felt his cock jump in his pants as he thought about reaming her highly fuckable pussy. Dropping his pants, he started getting ready to fuck this helpless, pretty little thing. He pulled out his cock, and started stroking it as he finished stripping. Now he was as naked as she was, and he was ready to get to work. Walking around to her head, he positioned his dick right in front of her lips and used his fingers to pry open her mouth. Once it was open, he placed the head of his dick on her lips and slowly pushed himself into her. There was no resistance, and he bottomed out before slowly sliding in and out of her face as he slowfucked her mouth. He loved the sensation of giving himself a blowjob on those sexy lips of hers, and he moved her hand up to hold his cock as he darted his swollen member in and out of her. He grabbed her head and started pulling her down onto his cock in a steady, sustained rhythm. She felt so good that watching her suck and jack him off at the same time made him swell and cum all down her throat. His dick filled her mouth and his cum overflowed her lips. She must have liked it, because she guzzled down all the cum that was left in her mouth. He pulled away, but he wasn't even close to done yet. He had only cum once, and he could tell by the tingle in his balls that he was going to be able to fuck her at least two more times. He liked seeing his cum on her face, and he started getting hard again. Walking behind her, he grabbed her ankles and twisted her onto her stomach and pushed her forward so that her naked breasts were just hanging off the bed. He had positioned a mirror in front of her, and could now gaze lustily over her naked body from the front and the back. His dick jumped as he grabbed her hips and pulled her ass up in the air so he could fuck it, and for a moment he stared at her bared ass and pussy, relishing the view as he teasingly pumped his cock a few times. Pulling her wrists back to her ass he tied them together with japanese silk handcuffs and let her arms fall again to the sides of her ass. He could see her hands framing her ass, and it made him so horny that he started fondling her thighs and groping her naked ass and exposed pussy. He was fully hard again, now, and he pressed his swollen member up against her pussy and rubbed her slit with his shaft while he held her to himself by stroking her thighs with his passionate hands. Now he craved her cunt, and wanted to be in her more than anything. He positioned his dick with the head just touching her pussy lips and, grabbing the handcuffs with one hand, pulled himself into her, bottoming out inside her pussy with a swell of relief and pleasure to dominate this beautiful woman. He could see her naked back arched before him, and his free hand stroked the smooth skin. He moved his palm down to the base of her back where it met her ass and slowly caressed her cheeks and slid his hand down to her legs, feeling her up while his cock jumped inside her. Sliding his hand now to the front of her legs, he ran his fingers along the inside of her thighs, up past her pussy (briefly feeling himself inside her), along her naked stomach to her swaying breasts. Her breasts made his dick tingle with pleasure, watching them lightly giggle as he man-handled her, seeing them press together as she grabbed them each in his free hand, and feeling the hard nipples brush against his palms. He loved fondling her tits, and loved even more watching himself sensually pleasuring himself on her in the mirror. Grabbing her wrists with both hands, he eased her off of his cock until his head was almost out of her, and then he slowly pulled himself back into her. Just as his balls tapped her clit, he started pulling out of her again; he continued this rhythmic slowfucking of her helpless womanhood, enjoying the sensation of dominating her so completely. He smiled as she coated his dick with her pussy juices and when her pussy tightened around his cock and she came, tensing and moaning with pleasure, he kept reaming her steadily until she was almost finished and started to relax. Knowing that she wanted him so much that he could make her cum just with his dick inside her drove him to the brink of his own climax. His dick was now over engorged, and he started violently driving himself into her gaping sex hole again and again, bottoming out inside her with every stroke. Finally, his balls tingled and he plunged his raging cock into her and held himself deep inside of her, grinding his hips against her ass. His cum erupted into her, gushing in waves from his pleasured, swollen member. Her pussy was so filled by his cock that his cum spurted out and all over her pussy, ass, and thighs, as well as onto his own cock and balls. Never before had he been so satisfied, and he didn't want to stop now. He pulled his dick out of her and wiped himself off on her asscrack. He wasn't hard enough to fuck her in the ass just yet, so he decided to have some fun with his helpless new human sex toy before fucking her again. Grabbing her knees, he turned her over and pulled her pussy to his hips, letting his dick lie under her ass. He could feel her tied hands on either side of his dick, her fingers moving slightly to caress his dick, and he wondered if she knew she was doing it. He smiled as her legs folded naturally around him and he licked his lips as he reached up and grabbed her tits. He pressed his palms into her nipples and stroked her breasts with his fingertips. He could hear her moan softly as he gently massaged her naked chest and a yelp caught in her throat when he unexpectedly pinched her nipples. His eyes were riveted on her rack, mesmerized by her undulating tits even as his hands roamed all over her torso, gliding across her stomach, holding her ribcage, caressing her clavicle, and fondling her bouncing bust. Overwhelmed by lust for her tits he lost track of time as he bent over her and gently sucked her nipples, pushing her forward so she would be able to watch his enjoyment in the mirror, intimately stroking and sucking on her beautiful breasts. To his delight, he felt her hands working his dick, massaging him until his cock was hard again, still pressed between her ass and the bed. Standing up, he maneuvered up to her face and started rubbing his dick on her cheeks, nose, and throat. He saw her close her eyes submissively as he dominated her with his dick, rubbing himself on her and forcing her into absolute submission before him. But he was not finished satisfying himself on her tits. Leaving her face, he straddled her chest and placed his quickly hardening cock between her tits. He placed his knees on her shoulders and used his thighs and hands to smother his dick with her boobs. Now he began to ride her, titty-fucking himself on her beautiful cleavage. Just looking at her jugs again made his knob hard, and he stared lustily at his manhood invading her personal intimate Shangri-La, now laid bare, and started building to a climax once more. Reaching down, he fondled her breasts and nipples that gently squeezed between his legs and hands. He could feel her twin cities brushing against the base of his cock and he knew he was in heaven. He could have driven himself to climax right then and there, but he wanted to make sure he dominated every part of her, and he smiled as he moved back down to her loins and prepared to fuck her in the ass. He had prepared a long, realistic rubber dildo even bigger than his cock, and made sure it was close at hand before grabbing her ankles and pulling them to her chest. Now her pussy and ass were exposed once more and he pressed his dick up against her asshole, thinking, "I hope this doesn't hurt her so much that she can't enjoy it," and started pressing himself into her. He could feel her start to open up and he slowly, haltingly plunged himself into her until his cock was buried entirely inside of her. He pulled in and out of her a few times to open her up before pulling out the dildo. As he touched its realistic rubber head to her pussy lips, he felt her surprise and saw her look at him through the mirror. He inserted it steadily into her pussy until it bottomed out inside her, and as he did so he felt her tense up in pleasure. The end of the dildo rested on his lower abs, and as he pushed his own dick into her waiting ass, the dildo also invaded her helpless womanhood. He pulled out until the heads of his dick and the dildo were all that was left inside her, and then slowly pushed back into her. He slowly built his pace, fucking her over and over until he was pumping her at a reasonable speed. He could hear her let out a muffled cry, and he smiled to see he was pleasuring her. Now he was nearing his climax and started going for it. Fucking her a little bit slower but much harder, he brought it out and plunged it into her with a strong determination. When he pressed into her he filled her ass with his entire dick, not stopping until his entire shaft was completely lost inside her and his balls were touching her ass. Holding himself inside her, his cock throbbed and exploded into her ass in yet another strong climax. Pulling out of her, he tossed the dildo aside and kept masturbating as he looked at her lying totally naked, helpless, and ravaged. He started walking around her and shooting his domination in streams from his raging manhood all over her body. When he had finally finished, he gently untied her hands and picked her up, carrying her to the bathroom. He ran a bath and softly stroked her all over, cleaning her off from her exhausting ordeal. He touched every inch of her skin and with loving tenderness cleaned every crevice he had so violently shoved his dick into. He dried her off and took her back to the bedroom, laying her back down on clean sheets. It looked like she was getting some motion back, but she still wasn't moving much. "You're free to go," he said, "but I hope you'll stay." She pondered it for a while, deep in thought, then lay back on the bed and placed her arms above her head in submissive acceptance. Smiling with supreme contentment, he went to the dresser and returned with several articles of lingerie. She sat serenely as he dressed her in a corset and adjusted it snugly. When he slid crotchless panties up her legs to rest on her voluptuous hips, she smiled and shifted slightly to help him. And as he fastened fine fishnet stockings to her panties, she got up and walked over to his dresser of sexual attire. Choosing a black choker for herself, she put it on and laid back down on the bed. Now she was definitely his; she even had a collar. He placed silk covers over her, and he watched her drift quickly off to sleep. He stared down at her as she slept, and his cock started getting hard again as he gazed on his beautiful new sex slave.

Some years back I worked with a little Vietnamese girl who was about a decade older than me. Despite being a bit older, she was a little spitfire of energy always running around hyping everyone up. She was super friendly with everyone which included me. We often stayed late after work playing games together. She would host team parties at her house and loved a good drink, always making sure everyone was enjoying one too. I was kind of new to drinking any kind of alcohol and she delighted in getting me drunk enough to make the room spin. Instead of having me drive home drunk, she had me stay the night at her place after the party ended and everyone else left. I thought I'd be fine just sleeping it off on the sofa with a blanket, but when she turned off the heat to the house, it got quite cold in that living room. Being a bit shy and not wanting to cause a fuss, I was going to go out to my car and crank up the heat in it and just sleep there a bit. However, she must have had some amazing radar ears and she heard me jingle my car keys when I picked them up and came storming out of her room immediately yelling at me for thinking about driving home impaired. I explained I just wanted to warm up a bit and she apologized for jumping to conclusions. After a moment of thinking, she grabbed my hand and pulled me back to her bedroom, and ordered me to take my shoes off. I complied and she pulled the blankets back of her King size bed for me to get in. I just wanted to get warm, so I started to get in, but then she stopped me. "Take off your pants and shirt. I just washed these sheets." she insisted and turned to face away from me. I complied and undressed down to my underwear and quickly got into the bed, shivering from the cold air of the house. She also undressed down to her underwear and bra and got into bed with me. She could feel me shaking still and grabbed onto me with her arms and legs trying to warm me up with her body. I hugged her back. At first, it was just for warmth, but then really enjoyed the feeling of her skin, running my hands up and down her small body. In the process of rubbing my body to warm me up her hand brushed over my underwear a few times and at some point, she must have felt that I was getting a hard-on and just quickly pulled down my underwear and pulled out my cock and started stroking it, much to my surprised delight. Suddenly I didn't care about the cold at all! I started feeling her ass and breasts with my hands as well. She stopped stroking me for a moment and quickly undid her bra and tossed it off into the darkness of her room. Still wearing her silky smooth panties she mounted me, still under the thick comforter and blankets. She started grinding her covered pussy against my cock with her bare tits rubbing against my body as well. "Getting warm yet?" she joked as I had forgotten all about my previous frigid discomfort. I tried to kiss her but she pulled away quickly and disappeared under the blankets completely. Suddenly I felt her warm mouth wrap around my cock and she started sucking my cock in a way that was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. She was stroking the base of my cock with the upper part moving quickly in and out of her mouth while she twisted her as she sucked me. It was amazing. I was in heaven. I tried to reach down and around to rub her pussy at the same time, but she moved away from my reach and just kept working furiously on my pleasuring my cock until after a few short minutes I exploded into her mouth and she drank up every last drop of my cum. After having finished me so quickly, she finally popped up her head from under the blankets and just curled up on me with her head on my chest, holding onto me once again. "Good night," she said which made me realize that she had swallowed all of my cum. I said goodnight as well and just held her close. My mind was racing all over the place. I had heard of lots of coworkers spending the night at her place after one of her parties. I wondered if all of them had gotten the same royal treatment I had just received. I didn't really care much either way. I just considered myself lucky, but I didn't know then that this was the start of a lot more luck that was going to come my way. I started going to her place after work a lot, under the guise of playing games together but inevitably every night we always ended up back in her bed. Thankfully many of those times were when the house heat was still on and we didn't have to hide under the blankets for warmth. I got to enjoy her body in plain view, sucking on her breasts and rubbing her pussy until she got nice and wet. However every time, just when things were getting really hot between us and I was about to try getting inside her warm wet pussy, she would always pull away and instead pin me down for another mind-blowing blowjob. It felt a little unfair that she wasn't letting me fully pleasure her while on the flip side she was giving me such intense orgasms in her mouth every time, but I followed her lead. She was the boss. We started hanging out on weekends too and I got to spend time with the rest of her family. She had two youngest sisters. The middle sister was actually the same age as me. In contrast to the dark skin of her older sister, the middle sister had very light skin and was a bit taller. She also had some really amazingly large breasts, but I did my best not to stare too much. The youngest sister was the tallest, with medium size breasts and skin that was not as dark as the oldest but tanner than the middle sister. All three sisters had the same long straight black hair and similar facial features. Even though I'd been getting quite intimate with the oldest sister, we'd never really talked about our relationship or put labels on it except I think a few times she may have casually referred to me as her guy. Regardless, the family welcomed me wholeheartedly. We hung out a lot around their parent's house and on outings to various parks and pools. It was pretty exciting seeing all three sisters in their bikinis. I think I may have failed trying not to stare at the middle sister's large tits struggling to hide under her bikini and we exchanged some long gazes and smiles. She must have realized how turned on I was seeing all of them, and took me out to the car and gave me one of her quickie blowjobs. It never ceased to amaze me how quickly she could get me off. And we went right back to hanging out with her family as if nothing happened. That skill for giving casual blowjobs was something I started to experiment with more and more. She sucked me off in parking lots, movie theaters, restaurants, bars, and even at her cousin's wedding. Not every blowjob from her was a quickie either. When we were alone with lots of time to kill she'd often give me epic long blowjobs that would last for hours while we watched tv together on the sofa. She could sense when I was getting close to cumming without me making a sound and would back off just in time, keeping on the edge without letting me cum until she wanted me to. She just had amazing oral skills all around, the likes of which I'm sure I'll never find again in another girl. Quite a while had gone by and we still had not fully had sex. Every time I tried to do it or even talk about it with her she avoided it and just used her amazing skills to satisfy me instead. I couldn't really complain, as I was more than satisfied sexually, but it did still feel a bit unbalanced, to say the least. On my birthday though, she seemingly indulged me. She was grinding on top of me with her silky underwear, as she often did before giving me oral, but then she just moved her underwear to the side and slid my cock into her waiting wet pussy. It felt incredible, but I'll admit that given how small she was overall, I expected her pussy to be much tighter. I let her ride me for a bit before rolling over on top of her and doing her missionary position. While I was moving in and out of her though, I could see on her face that she was visibly uncomfortable each time I pushed inside her. I asked her multiple times if she was okay and she just told me to keep going. I was concerned but I complied. She was the boss. I turned her around for doggy style and doing her that way I came almost immediately which seemed like a relief to her. As she clearly was not very comfortable with sex itself, I didn't really pursue that further. Instead, I told her about my main fetish which is sharing my girls with other guys. Like most girls she thought it was pretty unusual, saying that most guys get too jealous for that. But I convinced her that it really was an interest of mine and that the sharing could be any form, be it letting guys see or touch or getting pleasured. She immediately suggested I should share her oral skill with other guys which sounded great to me because I was sure she was going to rock their worlds the same way she had been doing with me. So I arranged for her to give oral to my friends, to some of my old coworkers, to my cousins, and lots and lots of strangers. They all said she was the best they'd ever had. Those were great times. I would brag about her oral skill in bars and if they wanted proof, she'd happily demonstrate and it was no big deal to her. On the flip side, she loved all the positive attention it got her from everyone. I'd shared other girls before and they usually made a much bigger deal about it. Granted many of them were doing a lot more than just oral, but still, I was amazed by how fearlessly she was getting guys off without even undressing or screwing anyone. She was just pleasuring guys with her magical lips and hands. Sometimes in the bigger groups, some guys would get a bit handsy feeling her body a bit while she was sucking someone off. That would make her stop sucking and whoever was suddenly getting denied that heavenly oral would usually persuade the impatient groper to knock it off. But there was one time that didn't happen. One time I was sharing her at a bar. There was this pool room in the back where she was just going to town sucking off one guy after another. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts and in just a few minutes had already made 2 guys cum. She was working on a third guy when one of the others started to get impatient and felt her ass. The rest of the guys thought that was super hot and encouraged him to feel her more. I was kind of surprised she didn't protest but thought maybe she was also enjoying hearing the positive comments from the other guys about how hot it was. He got bolder and reach around and cupped her breasts and that got her to stop sucking and turn to tell him a piece of her mind. But when she was facing him he just quickly lifted her shirt and bra up in one quick move and everyone got a good look at her tits. Another guy quickly reached in and grabbed one too while another stepped in and started feeling up her legs up to her ass. Other guys joined in on the groping, feeling her up all over. They pulled her shorts and underwear off revealing her ass and pussy for the first time in public. They lifted her up on the edge of the pool table and one guy stepped between her legs and quickly got his cock out and shoved it into her. He started fucking her hard as she reluctantly moaned and screamed with each thrust. I felt bad for her but I couldn't help but find it hot to see her finally fucking other guys. He was jackhammering her pussy at a rapid pace for a couple of minutes with her tits bouncing as he did. Suddenly he froze deep inside her. After a moment he pulled out of her and stepped back. Immediately another guy took his place and resume fucking her. The second guy took a fair bit longer with her. Maybe he was a bit put off by the sloppy seconds. "There's so much cum!" I remember him remarking while he was fucking her. After a few minutes, he unloaded inside pussy as well. When he pulled out and stepped aside, the others just marveled as cum came leaking out of her pussy onto the table. One of the guys picked up her underwear and started wiping it off of her. Then when he pulled out his cock to fuck her, she quickly slipped to the floor on her knees and started sucking him instead. You could tell from the look on his face he didn't care one bit that he was in her mouth instead of her pussy. He just stood there and let her work her magic on his cock. She managed to put her shorts back (without the panties he was holding) while still sucking him. Once her shorts were back on she started rapidly stroking the guy and sucking the tip of his cock with her usual twisting action and sure enough, he came very quickly. Unlike the first guys whom she had swallowed she just spit out his cum on the floor and pushed through the other guys toward me. The guy waved her cum covered panties. "You forgot something." he declared. "Keep them." she sneered in reply and we left together. That was the last time I shared her with strangers. She didn't blame me for what happened and we didn't talk about it much afterward. She still continued to give oral to my friends which they were most grateful for. A few times she swallowed so much cum from my friends and me she later complained that she got an upset stomach but that didn't really stop her from doing it again the next time we hung out with my friends. Even when some of my friends started dating other girls, they always told her that she gave better blowjobs than the girls they were dating. She would get super happy, hearing that and it just motivated her to rock their worlds even more. The Middle Sister We also still hung out a lot with her family a lot. I got to know her sisters very well. The middle sister, who was my age, often would go to movies and shows with me if it was something the oldest didn't want to do. One night I took her out to a movie and we had dinner afterward. We held hands as we walked in the street together and when I brought her home, she kind of lingered at the front door facing me instead of unlocking the door. I realized everything felt a lot more like a date than the other times we had gone to the movies together. She suddenly leaned forward and kissed me and I immediately noted how much easier it was for her to kiss me, being taller than her older sister. Even though I was surprised, I still kissed her back. Her kissing style was much more tender than her older sister's. While her older sister's tongue would dance circles around mine in my mouth, the middle sister's tongue just gently slid back and forth alongside mine both in my mouth and in hers. My hands which were on her hips started to slide up her body and when I had her massive breasts held in my hands I saw her eyes widen. She abruptly stopped kissing me. "This didn't happen." That's what she said and quickly turned and unlocked the door and went inside, closing the door behind her. And sure enough, when we all hung out again the next time, she acted completely like it never happened. She was still friendly and joking with me like usual, but nothing more. A couple of months later though I was having dinner with the whole family and out of nowhere, their mother asked me if I liked the middle sister. I said sure I did. So she declared I should date her instead of the oldest sister and everyone actually agreed (even the oldest sister). So I took the middle sister out again, just for dinner and we went back to my place and immediately started making out and stripping each other's clothes off as we got to my bedroom. We were both down to our underwear and we got on the bed still kissing and humping each other. She pulled down my underwear and started sucking my cock. I was sadly disappointed she wasn't as good as her older sister, but I'm kind of thinking that maybe no one is. She put in some good effort though, and she let me pull off her underwear and eat her pussy in return. She squirmed all over the bed as I did which just encouraged me further to dive my tongue as deep into her pussy as it could go. I was super horny at that point and just quickly moved up on top of her and slid my cock into her wet pussy. She gasped and shrieked just a little but told me to keep going. Her pussy was really tight and it felt incredible to be fucking again after months of just getting oral from the oldest sister. She was really getting into it too, moving her body against me. When I felt my cum building up, I stopped moving but she kept going and that was getting close to driving me over the edge. So I quickly pulled out and just straddled her for a bit letting the feeling die down a bit. I grabbed her huge tits in both hands. They felt great. So I got an idea and moved a little higher up and lay my cock between her tits and pushed them together. I was slow titty fucking her, while right on the edge of cumming. I haven't had much luck doing that with other girls since most of them were Asian with much smaller tits. It felt good having her tits really securely holding my cock as it moved between them and for a moment I sped up cause it was feeling so good and suddenly cum was shooting from my cock all over her face while she giggled and laughed. Her face was a mess with gobs of my cum all over it, but she still smiled and wanted to kiss. I used a sheet to clean off her face quickly and then granted her that kiss she wanted. When I drove her home the next morning to the family's house, the oldest sister was there. She directly asked if we had fun last night. We both smiled and said yes while nodding. I was surprised by how much the sisters shared regarding what they had done with me. Apparently, no one had ever told them not to kiss and tell. It was almost like they were comparing notes on me. I was kind of grateful, Lily was sharing all these things she's learned about me. I just wished she could teach her sister her secrets of how to give such incredible oral, but maybe some things like that cannot be entirely taught. The oldest sister asked the middle sister if it was okay for her to still "play" with me now and then. In my experience, most girls get too jealous to share me with another girl even if I was sharing them with lots of other guys. So I was surprised to hear that it was okay with the reason being that we had dated first so it was understandable that it might still be natural to play together now and then. So this meant I got the best of both worlds. I continued to get the best oral I'd ever known from the oldest sister and then got to have sex with the middle sister with her lovely large tits. I wasn't exactly having threesomes with them. That would have been awesome! But there were plenty of times when the oldest would give me oral first and then I'd have sex with the middle sister. The middle sister did get jealous one time and she let me know it. The three of us were watching a movie together on the sofa and in the movie, there was a love scene with a girl straddling a guy on a sofa. As we were all sitting on a sofa, the oldest sister got inspired and mockingly started imitating the movie, straddling me and kissing me in a similar fashion but in a very joking and exaggerated manner. The middle sister next to me did not think it was so funny and later explained she was fine with us enjoying each other, but that kissing was something very personal. So she asked us not to kiss in the future. Things got a little more complicated later when I told the middle sister about my fetish for sharing my girls with other guys. She wasn't quite as adventurous or experienced as her older sister so she was quite hesitant to try it. But we hung out with my friends who had already had some fun with the oldest sister, they often made it obvious that they would like to try things with her as well. I took the wrong approach when I tried sharing her early on. Since the oldest had mainly just given blowjobs to my friends, I thought to just have her try that as well. That was a big mistake because my friends couldn't help but compare her to her sister who just give the best blowjobs in the world. So they didn't exactly give her feedback that would encourage her. Things improved a lot when I got her to let guys handle her beautiful breasts. They were as impressed as I was and she certainly loved hearing that. So a lot of the times we hung out with my friends they were playing with her tits and she was giving handjobs and blowjobs, but any time one of my friends got super horny and try to have sex with her she would initially play along but then would stop part way through and apologize over and over for stopping. We always told her it was okay and we were all happy with whatever she wanted to do, but she was always kind of down on herself for not going through with it all the way. Then one night she was working late alone in the office with her boss and he came onto her. She thought about how much I wanted to share her and that it would probably be pretty good for her career there, so she let him fuck her right on her desk there at work. She told me all the juicy details that night and it sounded pretty hot. She had sucked him hard first like a good girl and then lay back on her desk so he could return the favor for her. Then he started fucking her on the desk at first, but the vigorous activity was shaking the desk so much they worried they might break it. So she just bent over and leaned against her desk while he fucked her from behind. I wondered a bit if there were any security cameras that got a good view of the action but didn't ask her. There did end up being one bad detail at the end though. He came inside her. And that one time turned out to be enough, as he got her pregnant. So they ended up getting married. The rest of the family felt bad for me, especially the youngest sister. The Youngest Sister The youngest sister had been sheltered by the family for many years because back when the whole family still lived in Vietnam a photographer had convinced her that she could be a model and that turned into her doing sexual favors for his help arranging modeling gigs. Well, it turned out the jobs weren't really legit and he'd just been basically paying to have sex with her. So after that the family kind of kept her away from all men. She was pretty much not allowed to even do any dating. So me hanging out with their family so much I was one of the few guys she'd ever really spent much time with outside of guys at school of course. So since I was single again, she wanted to start dating me in secret. I was happy to do it under any terms she wanted as she was quite a hottie. She was the tallest of all the sisters and I dare say the most open-minded sexually. I guess that photographer sure taught her some good moves because she really seemed to know what she was doing despite not having been doing any dating. She didn't have the oral skill of the oldest or the huge tits of the middle sister, but she had this really nice soft skin and she was quite a horny devil always wanting to try having sex in dangerous situations. We did it a lot in public like at parks, movie theaters, and parking lots. And we even risked doing it at the family house sometimes. Luckily she could keep pretty quiet while we slowly enjoyed each other and the adrenaline rush from the risk of being caught seemed to give us even stronger orgasms. I can't say I had as good of a connection overall with the youngest sister. Maybe it was because we always had to keep our relationship a secret or we just didn't click the same way I did with the middle sister even though they acted quite similar in a lot of ways. But the sex was really great and she actually warmed up to the idea of being shared very quickly as well. I guess she felt she was making up for lost time since she had not really gotten to experience much with guys for many years. So my friends and I helped her catch up a lot. This time they were careful not to compare her to her sisters and she always had a great time with them even when we all fucked her together as a group. Indulging her desires to also be fucking in risky situations did get us in some trouble. Sometimes we got caught doing it in public and had to make a quick getaway. One time I was fucking her just off a park trail on a picnic table and a couple of guys came up behind me and started watching us. They didn't say anything. One guy gave me a thumbs up and they both had big smiles. So I just kept going. She was bent over the table facing away from them and didn't even notice as they started to rub themselves inside their pants while they watched me having a good time with her. Then one bravely just pulled out his cock and was openly stroking it next to me and indicated that he wanted to take my place. It was pretty sketchy, but since she'd been so eager to do my friends I rationalized it was okay. So I pulled out and stepped back and he slid right into her without missing a beat. She didn't even turn around as she was enjoying herself so much. He was fucking her for a good five minutes or so and then he started grunting a bit from the effort. And since he didn't sound like me, that's when she turned around and realized a stranger was fucking her. She wasn't quite as happy about it as I had hoped. She freaked out a fair bit, but I quickly sat down next to her and held her hands. Not that I really needed to hold her down or anything as he had a pretty good grip on her hips as he was pounding away into her. After a little bit, the panic in her subsided and she just relaxed and ended up letting both of the guys take turns fucking her and she loved it. When each of them was ready to cum they told her and she quickly turned around and sucked up all their cum like a good girl. We talked about it a lot and even though she thought it was super exciting she preferred I only share her with my close friends from then on. A good while after that I was visiting their family's house one day and the oldest sister was giving me one of her long epic blowjobs while we watched tv together. She got interrupted by a phone call and had to leave suddenly. I was super horny because she had been keeping me right on the edge for so long. So I went to the youngest sister's room and woke her up and told her that we were alone in the house. She quickly stripped naked and I immediately climbed on top of her and started fucking her. I didn't last long though, since I'd been edging for so long. In just a few short minutes I pulled out of her and covered her with my warm cum. She giggled and then declared it was too early to be awake and closed her eyes to go back to sleep. So I went back to watching TV in the other room. Not long after that, the oldest sister came back and wanted to pick up where she left off. I told her she didn't have to, but she insisted. So I finally relented and unfortunately, she must have been able to taste something on my cock because she looked up at me quickly with an alarmed look on her face. As the youngest sister was the only one else in the house at the time, she went to her room and found that she was still laying naked in bed. There was a big fight and I was no longer welcome at their family house anymore after that. So that's how I had three sisters. So far I haven't met anyone else who has also had three sisters, so it kind of feels like a big life accomplishment. Even though I messed it up badly in the end it was great while it lasted.